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2nd Post, Friday, March 29, 2013

I got my Easter Blessing early, cause I got it today.

Ernie and I had gone to town after bread and a few other things.  Seeing the Easter stuff made me think of my grandkids so far away.  I got what we needed from the store and we started home, things between us very quiet as I teared up, but fought it back.  We were almost to our turn off, when we noticed a young couple and their two young kids walking along the road picking up aluminum cans.  Ern said we should offer them the bags of cans we had in our shed.  I commented that they were probably doing it for money for the kid's Easter treats.  So, Ern turned around and we went back to them and offered to let them follow us home to get the cans we had.  They were so happy and thankful.  I let the kids ride with me in our mule out to the shed to load the cans up for them and bring them back to their car.  The kids loved the ride, and worked really hard to load the bags of cans.  We had so many bags, that they had to make a second trip back to get them all.  While watching the kids load the bags, the mother told me that she had forgotten that Easter was this month instead of being in April, and that she had nothing for the kids.  She had told them that whatever money they got for the cans at the recycler, she would split between them.  I took her by the arm and pulled her close to me and admitted that I had figured that she was doing it in order to do something for them for Easter. 

After they left, I had such a good feeling, as if God was smiling at me, cause that is what he wanted us to do.  Sure, we could've taken them in and got the money for ourselves, but this made so much more sense to us.  I sat in the mule in our yard and told God thank you for putting them there where we could help make a difference in their lives, if even for just one day.  I don't go to church and tithe like I am supposed to, but, I made it possible for someone to have a way to have the money they needed for their kids to celebrate the day Christ died for our sins and rose again to save us all from ourselves.  I think he was proud of us today, and we sure felt good about doing it.  Thank You God for working through us.  Call on us anytime, we will do as much as we can.

JAM

Friday, March 29, 2013

Guess it has been longer than a week this time.  That last snow got us good.  Our electric, phone, and internet were out for 2 1/2 days.  We have a generator, so we had heat, and was able to keep our fridge and freezer going.  Didn't loose any food, more fortunate than some.  We were smart enough some years ago to buy both a small and a larger generator.  At the time, I thought my husband was out of his mind about spending the money for them, but agreed with him that some day we might need them.  Guess maybe the Lord was backing him, cause I sure have been thankful that we had them.  Last summer when we had those bad storms, I was in the hospital with my heart, but they were all home in 100 degree heat without electric for 9 days.  Generators came in handy then too. 

God has a way of getting us to do things, that in the long run will protect or comfort us.  Sometimes these things present themselves at times when you think it totally unnecessary, but, if something is telling you to do it.  Listen.  It is probably God talking to you.  He will try you, because things happen in his time, not when they are convenient for you.  Your life is his plan, not yours, no matter what you may think.

JAM

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Looks like my blog has become a one time a week thing, most of you are probably thanking me for that.  I find myself making lists of things I want to get accomplished outside already.  With God's help, my first, and probably biggest project is going to be a sidewalk from my front porch up to the driveway in front of the garage, with a addition heading across the creek, well to the edge anyway, for my sister.  What I am having trouble getting my husband to go along with, is the method in which I plan to do this. 

Step #1.  In this phase of construction, we hop in the mule and go riding the back trails in our area.  You are probably thinking that won't get much work done.  Just to explain, I plan on having him drive, and I will be searching for medium sized, flat sandstones.  In our area these are abundant, and the way I look at it, far cheaper than patio blocks.  I know that the Lord will point us in the direction where I will find more than enough to make my sidewalk.  It may take more than one ride, even maybe more than one day, to find the perfect stones I will be looking for, but, God will point us in the right direction.  There are many wonderful aspects to this plan of mine.  We will be spending time together, out in the wilderness, and having the opportunity to run into many different types of wildlife.  The mule will be doing most of the work, Ern will do the driving, and as supervisor of this project, I will be gathering the perfect stones that God will point out for me, and loading them.

Step #2.  I will begin by laying out marks in the yard of exactly where the sidewalk will go.  Then I will begin digging down about 4 inches.  I will begin laying in the rocks, fitting them together with about a 1 inch gap on all sides.  As I go, I will be packing sand in the gaps to prevent the rocks from moving, keeping the top edge of the sidewalk level with the ground surface, so that the riding mower can be run right across it without fear of hitting the stones.  I plan to dig and lay in stones as I go, so that there is no open ditch for anyone to fall into.  If I run out of stone, I will quit till we go for another ride to retrieve more, then dig more ditch and continue.

Some of you may be thinking by now that it sounds like alot of work.  Well, it probably won't be easy, but I have reasons for doing it this way.  Our cabin is small, just 24' X 24', made of rough cut lumber.  It is very rustic looking, and I think putting down patio stones will take away from it's charm.  Back in the day, they didn't have patio stones, and if they did, they probably weren't very affordable.  I want to keep the rustic look going, even into the yard.  We are way back up in a hollow, you know, one where we have to pump the sunshine in, and since I am the one doing the work, this is how I want it done.

I have always been one to find a way to do most things with things that I have, or things I can find, rather than spending alot of money to get it done.  I know that it will be beautiful when it is done, and I can take pride in knowing that it is something that God and I accomplished together... with Ernie doing the driving.  When it is done, I will attempt to get a picture posted on here.  Please keep your fingers crossed for me, and any prayers would be welcome too.  Prayers for the rain to quit and the ground to dry out might be necessary first. 

Love to All,
JAM

Tuesday, March 12, 2103

I haven't been on here for awhile.  Dealing with some definate Cabin Fever, I think.  Had a few nice days and was able to be outside, basking in all the beauty around me.  Beauty, you say, things are still all bare and nothing is green, how can you see beauty in that?  Well, the beauty, as they say, lies in the eyes of the beholder.  I know that if I keep watching, that before I realize that it is happening, there will be buds on the trees, just busting to be green leaves and signs of beautiful weather to come.  It is in being able to wake every morning, knowing that there is a new day that has been prepared for me, and all I have to do is go forth, and be glad that I can enjoy it to the best of my ability.  Not all days are good for me, pain level wise, but each is good in that I am alive and breathing and loving what I can do.  I washed my laundry Sunday, and hung it all outside.  I know that Sunday is supposed to be the day of rest, and reflection with the Lord.  But, let me tell you, the Lord and I spent the day together getting my laundry dry, soft, and smelling like the best kind of goodness around.  I talk to the Lord while outside, I feel as though he is there with me, and although the weather has been dreadful, he saw fit to give me a beautiful, sunny, warm day in the middle of it all, to spend with him.  Each time I put on a piece of clothing, that smell surrounds me, and I feel as if he is wrapping his arms around me once more, letting me know that eventually things will all work out.  A beautiful, little, old lady I once knew used to say all the time, "Don't worry, it will all come out in the wash."  I always took her word for it, but only now realize that this almost had to be where that saying came from.

There are so many things that you do every day, that if you only take the time to put the Lord into it, you would realize that he was there all along, you just weren't looking close enough.  I have said many times before, that I believe that I lived in a different time, way back in the time when all you had was what you grew, hunted or provided for yourself in some way or another.  A time when things weren't disposable, you kept them and fixed them, and when they were no longer usable for what they were intended, you adapted them to serve another purpose.  This all goes back to..."The Lord helps those that helps themselves."  That is when the Lord will help provide for you and yours, but you have to put forth the first efforts to show worthiness.   My God has got me through some terrible times in my life, and continues to do so.  Not because I wait for him to act, but because I keep plugging along untill he decides in his own time that it is time for him to give me what I need.

Don't ask why God hasn't provided for you, ask what you can do to help him provide for you.

JAM

Sunday, February 24, 2013

I had a terrible day yesterday.  Sugar and blood pressure played games with me all day, and left me feeling as if I had run, non stop all day, but got nowhere. 

When I took my dogs out at bedtime, there was such a beautiful, full moon, and not a cloud in the sky.  I felt a rush come over me, almost as if my outer layer of skin just felt at my feet.  I took a seat on the top step of the porch and just sat in awe of the beauty of the sky.

I began talking to the Lord and Master.  I thanked him for getting me through the day, such as it was.  I also thanked him for watching over my extended family that lives miles away from me.  I mentioned that if it was his will to please let me wake feeling better. 

Surprisingly enough, I was able to sleep longer than my normal 4 hours, and woke feeling much better.  I actually accomplished a few, much needed chores today.  That itself, was enough to motivate me to try to do more.  I don't really have much to do, it is only my husband and myself, and we pretty much pick up after ourselves and other that running the sweeper and dusting, and sweeping and mopping, housework for me is minimal.  I didn't get to that today, but did manage some paperwork.  Cleaning tomorrow, good Lord willing. 

My son made a little progress with his neice and sister today, and I know that the Lord was behind it.  My daughter even posted to FB how wonderful it was to see her brother, and I know it did him good to see her daughter.  They still have miles to go to work out the differences that has kept them apart since my daughter's decisions in December, but I have faith that the Lord is working his blessings a little at a time.  I always appreciate slow progress, as it seems to be lasting.

I am learning that God does his bidding in his time, not ours.  We must be as children and be patient for things to come to us in his time.  His work is like a beautiful painting, it takes time for the masterpiece to unfold.

JAM

Thursday, February 21, 2013

I talked to my Aunt yesterday, and got some news that has been tugging at my heart ever since the words came out of her mouth.  She told me that this summer she is going to have one of the local fire departments come in and burn my grandparents old home down.  She says that the back side of it is falling in and that it is looking as if it is beginning to lean towards the back side of her home.

As an adult, I understand the necessity of this matter, and wouldn't hold it against her.  She is alone, doesn't drive, and not real able to get out of the way in a real hurry, nor does she have anywhere else to live.  It needs to be done.
I also understand that the memories that I have of things that I experienced in that house, won't burn with it.  The thought of it being done though, bring so many of them to mind all at once.

Having parents that divorced, summers were spent here, there, and at Grandma's.  Some of my most unforgettable memories are from the time spent in that quaint little house.  A house that began as a 3 room with no indoor plumbing, turned into a six room with a bath at the hands of Grand pap.  He was a tall, very thin, quiet man.  A man of few words, but, when he spoke you better be listening.  I can see him now, sitting at the end of the table making his toast for breakfast, waiting for it to pop and smear homemade apple butter on it while it was still hot, black coffee steaming in his cup.  Blue jeans and white tank top undershirt was his daily attire, hankie hanging out of his back pocket, and a pack of Lucky Strike in his other back pocket.  He built on those 3 rooms and built kitchen cabinets for Grandma's kitchen.  I guess that is another reason the ones my son made for me are so near and dear to my heart.  Toby is alot like his great grandpa, good with wood, man of few words, but his love just oozes.  Grandma was an amazing woman.  She played the upright organ, as long as I got on the floor and pumped the peddles, she taught me the love of sewing, and how to take apart a favorite piece of clothing and make as many of them in different colors as I wanted.  We also sat together on the front porch swing, watching the grass grow just enjoying each others company, and the peace and quiet of the day.  She and I went to the lady's quilting bees and socials, but we also went dump digging.  We found some great stuff and it didn't cost us a dime. 

I know that there is no way that anyone could possibly take these wonderful memories away from me, but going by, and not seeing the old home place will take some getting used to.  Times change, people and places change, but, you can prevent anything from changing your heart if it is something that you hold dear.  I sometimes think that even though our home life sometimes sucked, God made sure that we had a good support system that would implant these wonderful times in our hearts and minds.  These memories and knowing that God played a part in each and every one of them is what gets me through each and every day as an adult.  Little did I know that when I was occasionally hating my life, God was giving me the strength to handle things now.  They say that kids are versatile and will get through that type of life, but, I often thought that I wouldn't.  Today, I am so much stronger because of it, and thank God that he gave me the ammunition that I would need in my life today, so long ago.    When I get down or depressed about something, somehow something will happen to bring some memory to mind, and I know just what to do to get through the day.  I always say out loud, Thank You Grandma or whoever it is at the moment that I am getting my strength from.  But I always follow that with a Thank You God for giving them to me.  They might be gone, but never forgoten.

JAM

Monday, February 18,2013

I sometimes wonder why certain people have entered my life, only to be swept away all too soon.  I also wonder why those same people were taken, and not me.  I stop and think, I'm still here, because I have not accomplished my task that God has sent me here to do yet.  Then I begin to think of all the things I have done, and again wonder why God has let me survive some of them.

The first ten years of my life were quite normal, I was just your average child. The next four, I was a medically involved child.  Heart murmur, catherization, two different bone diseases of the legs, all four of those years spent in a leg brace on my right leg from my toes to my groin, and then 8 months in a plaster cast on my left leg, ankle to groin.  Having to learn to walk 3 times during those years was a bother, but taught me endurance.  The constant ridicule endured from my classmates also taught endurance, and the ability to forgive others for their ignorance about certain aspects of another's life.   It also taught me not to fear things I didn't understand.  If I just went with it, I would ultimately get through it.  My step father at the time used to tell me, "Can't is a coward, to lazy to try."  So, after getting through all the trials and tribulations that these medical conditions allotted me, I became a young person that wasn't afraid to try anything.

Enter the next seven years of my life, where I actually tried many things that I shouldn't have.  Lying, sneaking, cheating, sex, drugs and alcohol.  By the time I met my husband, I was definitely 'soiled goods'.  But, as far as he was concerned, as long as it was behind me and stayed there, he wanted to marry me and spend the rest of his life with me.  ME, how could that be?  By this time I had myself convinced that nothing GOOD would ever happen to me.  He was just the start.

Exactly 9 months and 8 days after we were married, I gave birth to our amazing baby boy.  Enter the 'motherhood' stage of my life.  Three and a half years later, a beautiful baby girl.  God had blessed us with two amazing children that were perfect in every way.  I had them both tested for all the medical conditions that I had dealt with and neither of them showed even the slightest sign of any of the problems.

   I remained a devoted, stay at home mother until after our daughter was in the first grade.  Then, when necessary, and only when necessary, I would take a part time job to help support our family.  I held every thing from entry level positions, to several assistant, and then management positions.  I found that by always being willing to do what I expected of those under my charge, I got far more cooperation from them than other in my same position did of their employees.  This taught me the ability to make others feel as equals rather than underlings.  People need to be made to feel as though their efforts are appreciated rather than required.  My mother in law always told me, "You get more with honey, than you do with vinegar".  Only then did I understand her silly saying. 

To this day, I get through every day by recalling things that these missing loved ones have said to me.  And when the need arises, and I'm not listening, God has a way of making something happen, that brings to mind just the thought that will get me through the present situation.  What I guess I am trying to say is,  when you are down, or in a predicament that perplexes you, instead of asking why or demanding answers, shut up and listen for his voice.  If you are a good listener, and truly believe in God's power, you will hear the answer, or get directions on which way to go.

JAM 

FRIDAY, FEB. 15, 2013

I DIDN'T POST YESTERDAY, BUT, WITH GOOD REASON.  THE LORD BLESSED ME BY ALLOWING ME AND MY SWEETHEART OF 37+ YEARS, TO SPEND THE ENTIRE DAY TOGETHER, OUT OF THE HOUSE.  WE BEGAN OUR DAY BY LEAVING THE HOUSE AT 6:30 A.M., HEADING NORTH ON A 3 HOUR TRIP FOR A DOCTORS APPT. FOR OUR SEMI-ANNUAL CHECKUP.  ALL IN ALL, NO DRASTIC CHANGES OR PROBLEMS WITH EITHER OF US.  THAT OUT OF THE WAY, WE WERE ABLE TO MEET UP WITH OUR SON AND DAUGHTER IN LAW FOR A BRIEF VISIT.  WAS SO GOOD TO SEE THEM, BUT HEATHER APPEARED SICK AND FELT FEVERED.  SHE HAD COME FROM THE DOCTORS, AND HAD GOT AN INJECTION, HOPE SHE FEELS BETTER SOON.


AFTER OUR VISIT, WE GASED UP THE TRUCK AND HEADED FOR ST. CLAIRSVILLE, OH, TO THE MALL PLAZA.  ERN HAD ASKED ME WHAT I WANTED FOR VALENTINE'S DAY, AND WHAT I WANTED WAS TO GO TO OLLIE'S BARGAIN STORE AND THE GABRIEL'S STORE AT THAT PLAZA.


WE FOUND A COUPLE GOOD BARGAINS AT BOTH STORES, BUT THE BEST PART OF IT ALL WAS BEING TOGETHER, FORGETTING ALL OUR DAILY TROUBLES, AND JUST ENJOYING EACH OTHERS COMPANY.  I THINK THAT GOD KNEW THAT IT WAS SOMETHING WE BOTH NEEDED.  WE ENJOYED ALL THREE MEALS OUT YESTERDAY, OF COURSE, WE UTILIZED THE DOLLAR MENUS.  WE ALWAYS DO, MAKES US FEEL SPECIAL TO BE ABLE TO SAY THAT BOTH OF US ATE FOR $5.00.  WE HAVE ALWAYS SETTLED FOR LESS, IN AN ATTEMPT TO BE ABLE TO DO WHAT WE WANT, AND STILL PROVIDE FOR OUR CHILDREN.  I GUESS IT IS JUST HABIT NOW, AS IT IS ONLY THE TWO OF US. 

SO MANY PEOPLE TODAY PUT SUCH EMPHASIS ON HOW MUCH MONEY THEY SPEND DOING THINGS, THAT THE WHOLE EXPERIENCE IS LOST IN THE COST.  THE COST OF SOMETHING ISN'T WHAT IT IS ALL ABOUT, THE VALUE OF THE EXPERIENCE IS, IN MY OPINION, THE FEELING THAT YOU COME AWAY FROM IT WITH.  IF YOU HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT HOW YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE IT TO THE NEXT PAYDAY, AND THAT STRESSES YOU, WHY BOTHER DOING IT. IF YOU FEEL THE NEED TO RUN COMPETITION WITH THE JONES, YOU ARE COMPLETELY MISSING THE BIG PICTURE.  I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN  A LOW MAINTENANCE KIND OF GIRL, IT DOESN'T TAKE MUCH TO MAKE ME HAPPY.  NEVER HAD A BIG CHURCH WEDDING, HONEYMOON, OR BIG FLASHY RINGS, BUT, I HAVE MANAGED TO STAY MARRIED ALOT LONGER THAN ALOT OF PEOPLE WHO HAVE HAD ALL THOSE THINGS.  I'M NOT SAYING THAT I HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT IT, BUT IT DIDN'T STOP ME FROM SPENDING MY LIFE WITH THE MAN THAT GOD SENT TO SAVE ME FROM THE PATH OF DESTRUCTION THAT I WAS ON.  I GUESS THAT GOD HAS BEEN WORKING LITTLE MIRACLES FOR ME FOR A LONG TIME.  HE HAS ALWAYS KNOWN THAT I WASN'T PERFECT, BUT HE SENT ME THE PERFECT MAN FOR ME TO LOVE.  THANK YOU GOD FOR PROVIDING ME WITH JUST WHAT I NEEDED, AT THE VERY MOMENT I NEEDED IT.  SEARCHING MY MIND FOR THE ANSWERS TO MY DIFFICULTIES AT THE MOMENT, MAKE ME UNDERSTAND THAT YOU HAVE ALWAYS PROVIDED FOR ME, AND ALWAYS WILL.  I JUST PRAY THAT I CONTINUE TO BE WORTHY.

JAM

P.S.  ALL CAPS TODAY CAUSE I GOT ONE OF THOSE NEW SILICONE KEYBOARDS AND I AM STILL TRYING TO GET USED TO THE DIFFERENCES.    

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Today was a new day.  Started off real quiet, didn't do much at all except be a couch potato.  Then I got two phone calls, and the mood was set.  All the bothersome things that have been weighing heavy on me lately were stirred up all over again. 

Instead of sitting there and stewing, I got up, got dressed and went outside.  We are the last house on an old country dirt road, absolutely no civilization up past us, except for when the well tenders are up at the gas wells.  Once outside, I filled my corn jug, and went out to put it out for my deer.  I have a feeding trough, and they come down every evening after dark and eat it up.  I put my mule (UTV) in the shed, and just walked quietly back to the house.  It began to snow, lightly at first, then the flakes got as big as fifty cent pieces.  I raised my face towards the heavens, and as each flake hit my face, I felt as if the Lord was in a way, washing all the hurt away, one flake at a time.  I smiled my 'Thank You' , and continued my walk to the house. 

My days back in this hollow are often more rewarding than anyone could possibly ever imagine.  I enjoy the little things in life.....hanging my clothes outside in the sunshine to dry, planting flowers in my old tractor tire, and even doing all the weed eating on our place, gives me a certain sense of being closer to God.   I never thought that at this time in our lives, we would have a home that is paid for, and a piece of ground, that we could call our own.  We always seemed to struggle while we were younger and raising our children.  But, what was once our hunting cabin back in the woods, has become our little retirement home.  It is just big enough for the two of us to be comfortable, but big enough for us to separate from each other when the need arises. 

Although at times, I don't feel worthy of anything from God, I know that what we have now, we have because he smiled on us when we weren't looking.  I know that if I just keep walking in the direction I am going, that all this mess will work out in the end.  I just have to be patient, and wait for God's timing, not mine.

JAM 

Tuesday, Feb. 12, 2013

I have spent a lot of time lately taking to God.  Mind you, I said talking, not praying.  I think there is a difference.  I do my 'talking' when I am outside, surrounded by all he has created.  Although most times, I feel the conversation is one sided, with me doing most of the talking, there have been, what I interpreted, as signs that he was definitely listening.  Twice I have spotted a red-tailed hawk just sitting in a tree close to my yard, facing my direction, seeming somewhat spellbound by my presence.  As soon as I see him, I start talking to the bird, as if it is God.  I don't think I do it purposely, it just happens.  When I am finished, it is as if the bird has been dismissed, and it just flies off, ever so gracefully, slowly out of sight.  Call me crazy, but I somehow feel as if I have been heard, and even though things that are bothering don't seem to change, I am better able to deal with it all for days. 

For years now, I have had 'contact', if you will, with my father-in-law, that passed away in July of 1988.  He was somewhat of a 're-user'.  One of the things he kept to reuse, was bent nails.  When he needed a nail for a simple repair, he would go to his 'nail can', and pick just the right one.  Then he would lay it on the edge of the table with the bend up, and tap it with a hammer until it was straight enough to use.  The other day while I was talking to God, I got on the subject of my husband.  All of a sudden, the sound of his tap, tap, tapping started ringing in my head.  And all I could hear besides the tapping was what he said to me the day we left town, moving to Alabama.  He hugged me for the first time since I had married his son, told me that he loved me, for the first and only time, and told me to take care of his 'boy'.  It was as if God had sent him to tell me to quit my whining and continue loving my husband and take care of him.  His physical health isn't good, and I get more than my share of the outside work, that he isn't capable of.  It doesn't bother me in the warmer months, but it puts a drain on me during this time of year.  I came away from my talk with God, know that he expects me to carry on, and also knowing that Ed is looking down on me, happy that he left his son in my care.  Thank you God, and Thank You Ed.

JAM

May 13th, Mother's Day, 2012

Well, I feel the need to write this morning, but none of my groups that need stories, has anything to do with my mood.  So, blog time!!
I don't really thing that anyone but me even reads my blog, but, I get a sense of release when I write here, so, I figure, if it makes me feel better, do it!!  My world has recently been put into a tail spin.  What was temporarily a quiet, serene, retirement type setting, has been overnight transformed into a two family situation.  My 32 year old daughter, and her 10 year old daughter moved in with us.  Now, don't get me wrong, I love them both, and they needed a place to go, quick.  No place like Mom's place. 

More later, not alone anymore.
JAM

April 11, 2012

Wow, it has really been a while since I did this.  So much has been going on, and my daily routines have had to change with them.  Some things never change, though.  I still get up at 4:00 a.m. to make sure my daughter is up to get her boyfriend off to work.  But, now, instead of being able to go back to bed, she wants to chat on Face book, until it is time for her to wake her daughter for school.  I miss her and love talking to her every morning, but, if I get too tired, and doze off to sleep in my recliner of an evening in front of the TV, my husband acts as though it pisses him off.  I try so hard to keep everyone in my family happy, and try to help them all meet their responsibilities in life.  I just have to stop and think, at times, who the hell helps me meet mine?!?!?  I was always the one to make sure that I did what had to be done.  I guess that it is my fault, if I didn't do it, she would have to make sure she was up all on her own.  And then there is my son, who gets himself up every morning, to get his step kids up and off to school, so his wife can sleep.  I'm not sure, but I think someone has changed the rules and requirements for wives and girlfriends of live in partners.  And mind you, while this is only my opinion, it seems pretty damned unfair to us older wives and girlfriends who have partners that count on us for their very being.  If I go shopping, and don't make it home by lunchtime, my hubby will sit and go hungry instead of going to the fridge and getting a sandwich.  And if I'm not home by supper, you can bet that it will be a long time before I get to go shopping by myself.  And I don't mean shopping with the girls, I mean grocery shopping for our family.  I guess, once again, that it is my fault.  If I hadn't treated my husband like the king of the realm all these years, he wouldn't expect it.  But, that was how I was raised.
I don't think I would change anything, because we love each other and count on each other for everything.  I just like to think sometimes, what it would be like to live like the modern day woman.
Until next time...

JAM

12-5-11 2:18 a.m.

I just went to bed at 12:09, and here I am up.  My left knee is hurting so bad, I couldn't lay still.  Don't want to wake Ern, so I got up and came downstairs.

We are finally done doing all we can afford to do to the cabin at this point.  New heat source, which is keeping it hotter than blue blazes, hot and cold running water and indoor toilet facilities.  I have all the comforts here now, that I never dreamed would happen.  I am happy with it all, and don't want for anything else in my life.  Ern and I are happier than we have been in a long time.  We both miss all the kids.....our two, the three grandbabies, their better halves, and all the extended family we left behind.  But, it was all necessary, so that we all could grow and accept life as it comes to each of us.  We have always been close with our two kids, and yet we have to be able to stand back now and watch them both be their own person. 

We love you Toby and Tami.

10-25-11 6:08 p.m.

Yes, it has been almost exactly one month since I posted anything on here.  Well, let me just tell you, we have had more company is this tiny little 24' X 24' cabin than we ever did when we lived up the river in a 3 bedroom ranch style home.  I don't know whether our family thinks we were moving down here to die, and they just can't stand the thoughts of letting us doing it in peace, or do they maybe miss us?  Whatever the reason, our door has seemed like it is one of those revolving doors at the damn mall.  One bunch leaves, and maybe one day later, another bunch shows up. 

Really, though, all joking aside, it kinda makes a person feel loved.  Almost like we actually mattered.  The biggest difference is that each time someone comes to visit, more of the things we wanted to get done before winter mysteriously gets done.  I am beginning to think that they are planning it that way.

The only major thing left to accomplish is getting running water in here.  I have been hauling water from Dad's well house for everything from bathing to drinking and doing dishes.  Now, I'm not one to bitch about alittle hard work, but if they think for one minute that I will continue to do that after the snow starts flying......UM NO!!!!!  We have a 5 day stretch of warm, dry weather coming, and if that backhoe doesn't come sashaying in here on the first morning, I am going to be one mad old wet hen!!  And trust me, they won't like me very much.  I took Dad his mail today, and informed him of the weather report and my intentions, and he said OK, so we will see.

Will give you an update as things progress.

JAM

9-27-11 2:42 p.m.

 Wow!!  I know it has been awhile since my last post.  I am pretty sure that nobody but me reads them anyhow, but, here is an update.

I haven't done this for alittle over a week now.  We had a trip up the river for Ern, (hubby) to see the doctor.  All of his bloodwork came back within normal limits, most actually dropped drastically from what they were only 6 months ago.  He has lost more weight and the doctor is thrilled with all he has accomplished in just 6 months.

We brought our final load down the trip before this one, but, not much of it had gotten unpacked and put away.  I am happy to announce that I unpacked my last box this morning.  All I have to do between now and the 3rd, is to organize my desk and locate all the bills that need paid, and finish changing our clothes over from summer to winter.  I am leaving out a couple cooler outfits apiece, but am packing away most other summer things.  It gets cold back up in this hollow, and I am beginning to feel the need for jeans and sweats. 

We are pretty much ready for all our intended projects as soon as the eagle flies and drops some money on us.  We have everything we need to put our water line in except for the backhoe to dig the ditch.  Dad has one lined up, but, it has to stop raining first. 

Well, back to the desk and getting it organized.  More later.

JAM

9-18-11 7:30 p.m.

Well, I am dog-assed tired.  I started early this morning at getting this place in order.  I had to completely destroy my upstairs to rearrange it the way I wanted.  I didn't quite expect the mess I got myself into.  I sucked up more mouse shit than I thought those little buggers could ever make.  I guess, though, I should've expected it since I moved things that hadn't been moved in 17 years.  I mean, really, how many people go to their hunting cabin to clean and rearrange furniture???  Not us, we go for the hunting, bullshit, and beer!!  I guess I should've thought about the mountains of shit I might encounter someday and at least cleaned real good once or twice in that amount of time. 

I hurt like a migraine headache all over my body, my left knee is about 3 times the size it should be, and I have mashed 3 toes, and have pretty good rope burns on one hand from trying to hoist our king size mattress up over our loft and railing.  My baby brother came in here, hoisted it up on his back and took it right up the stairs.  Little showoff!!  But, thank God it is up there, made up with fresh clean sheets and blankets, just screaming my name.  I am pretty freaking sure I hear a Flexiril and Vicodin calling to me too.  Just alittle more to do, and I will call it a day.  We almost have a path through here now, too bad I can't say the same for the porch.  It will probably take us all day tomorrow to get the porch and yard cleaned up, and a contractor is coming to paint the roof tomorrow.  Sure hope we can get it done before he gets here.  He can't start untill all the dew is burned off, so we should be able to do it.  Our roof is very steep, and is 24' long X18' high, neither one of us are partial to heights, so we are paying this guy $300.00 to paint it, and we are supplying the coating and brushes.  The way we look at it, it's a small price to pay to keep our feet on the ground.

Well, nothing else is going to get done with me on here, so, I will close for now.

JAM

9-17-11 9:13 p.m.

We are finally back home at the cabin.  This day started at 4:00 a.m., and I have finally stopped for the day.  We are wall to wall here, and will be till some time tomorrow, but, we are here, and that is the important part.  Will start putting it all where it belongs and unpacking the rest, but for tonight, it is going to sit right where it is. 

Tami and I even went clear to Salem, OH for my little sister's wedding in the middle of all this.  Didn't stay, except for the ceremony, she was disappointed, but understood.  As long as she did, everyone else is immaterial.

We are both beat, and ready to put our feet up.  Don't even think I am going to stay on here tonite.  You all will have to carry on without me.

JAM

9-17-11

We are up the river at Tami's.  We are packing our biggest load, and hopefully our last untill spring.  We are taking our bed, dresser, recliner, lamp, a couple cupboards, (you know, the cheap, throw together kind you get at Walmart) and some boxes.  All I want to do is get it loaded and go.  Unfortunately, today is also my baby sister's wedding.  I am supposed to be there, and if I don't go, Mom will have 17 different kinds of fits with me.  It won't matter that my sister and brother won't be there...and that will be perfectly fine.  It will likely be the end of the world if I am not there. 

Sorry, got to go.  More later

Sept. 11, 2011

Well, I went home on the 7th, and back on the 8th, with another load of our stuff.  Our son came with me to help get the toilet system in and running.  Boy is it nice not to have to make the 80 yard dash to the outhouse.  Yes......I said outhouse.  Remember, I told you that this cabin had always been our hunting cabin untill now.  How many of you guys out there actually have indoor plumbing at your hunting cabin??    Today we officially converted the outhouse into a storage shed.  Temporarily, of course, as it will have to be filled in and torn down.  But, we had 400' of outside water line, 100' of inside water line, and 4 - 5 gallon buckets of roof coating in the kitchen waiting to be used, and it was getting alittle tight in there.    I don't care how cluttered it is right now, it feels more like home than the other house when I was up there the other day.  I have even begun to refer to it as 'Tami & Chloey's House'.  It just seems more suitable to do it that way, and it helps Chloey deal better with seeing us taking things out of there.  She is still ripping my heart out with her questions, but, I know down deep that this is for the best, for all concerned.

Other than taking the stuff out to the shed today, all I have done is clean out 3 drawers in the kitchen to make room for my better silverware. (stainless actually, as I am not the type to sit and polish actual silverware!!)  I have beat myself up pretty bad over the past 3 days, and my body is telling me to knock it off for awhile.  I am listening rather well today, as I am as tired as my body is. 

We have just 2 more trips up the river this month, then as far as I am concerned, we will play like home-bodies for alittle while.  We are both in too bad of shape for all the trips we have been making.  And with every trip comes work.  I will be so glad when that is over and the water is installed, I think I will have a really big party.  If I live to see it happen!!   Dad is trying to line up a backhoe so we don't have to dig the trench by hand.  I am praying every night that he can make it happen.  I don't think that either of us would live through that.  The cabinets for the kitchen had to be put on hold till the first of October, I can live with that, we needed the bathroom set-up done first.  Only $2800.00 later, and it is done.  We are worth it though, at least that is what we keep telling ourselves.

Anyway, I have some other sit down work that I really should be getting done, so I will go for now.  More updates to follow.

JAM

September 4, 2011

4:30 a.m.

We are at the cabin, and today I feel guilty about it.  Today is our son's birthday, he is 35 today.  I think this is the first birthday that I won't be seeing him.  Things like this will be the hardest for me to deal with.  But, I guess that when you first make the break, you will have them.  I know that he is behind me on this move, so it makes it bearable.  I draw most of my strength from his Dad and him, so, I will make it.

We got our toilet system, and unpacked it yesterday.  Everything is there, it looks very well made, and I can't hardly wait to get it installed.  We also picked up our new pellet stove on Friday, and got it unloaded, unpacked and in the cabin yesterday.  It is pretty, and will be so much easier on Ern and me.  We are going after Toby on the 8th, and he is going to help us get our kitchen cabinets finished.  Not every mother can brag that their son made their cabinets.  It was a project that he started in 2001, with a dear friend of the family.  He is anxious to fulfill this task, as he knows that it will please Leone. 

So far we have brought two loads of our stuff down.  It is really looking as if this is actually happening now.  We have my sister's wedding to attend the 17th, he has a Dr. appointment on the 22nd, and when we come back from it, we are bringing the last of what we are bringing, and moving our move date to then.  We are getting alittle tight on money, and running back and forth is an expense that I, for one, can eliminate will no problem whatsoever.  We are both more than ready with all the bullshit going on up at the other house.  You like how I said that?  This is home now.  We are both so much more relaxed and happier here.  We have always talked about retiring here, I am just so glad that it is happening now, so both of us can still get around and enjoy it. 

If it doesn't rain today, and it isn't as stifling hot as it was yesterday, we need to take time to get the grass mowed and trimmed.  We have a big level yard here for the most part, and it looks so pretty when it is all mowed and trimmed.  I even backed our trailer into our garage yesterday, with no help and didn't screw it up.  I was proud of me.  Well, I say garage, but it is actually the bare spot in the yard where my sister's camper set, but, come spring, it is where our garage will be.  I was just pretending that I was backing it in the garage, maybe the thought of wiping out a wall was what helped me to do it so well.  Then again, maybe it was the fact that there wasn't anyone in the truck with me telling me what to do.  I have heard it enough times, but when you have a professional semi driver sitting next to you, it's just a tad bit intimidating to me.

Well, I need to check my mail and the bank, not that I expect there to be any extra money in there, I just like to keep an eye on things.

More to come when time allows, and the neighbors internet co-operates.  Mine will be installed the 6th, then I won't need hers.

JAM

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