A New Perspective of "KEEP ON HANGING ON"

This little fellow makes me see a complete different perspective of "Keep ON HANGING ON"

Mr. Froggy....is even hanging on after he lost his life.... He went all the way to Indianapolis, Indiana with us the other week when we went to Women of Faith.

Sunday I ask Jody if Mr. Froggy was still hanging on....YEP....he was still there. Nobody has had the courage and Guts to take him off.

A busy Saturday

Saturday Morning Bud and I destreaked our trailer. It was a lot of elbow grease power as the streaks were not the easiest to rub off.
But the results are amazing.

In the afternoon I went to a Bridal show for Tressa
It was a luncheon....... Tressa's mother did a great job in the food that she served.

Looking forward to the wedding ceremony of
Mark & Tressa:

Indianapolis- Women of Faith Conference

Last Friday and Saturday I was privileged to go to Indianapolis, Indiana to a Women of Faith Conference "Over the top".

There were lots and lots of ladies there:


Lots of speakers, music and comedy....... Still trying to remember some of the things we heard.
But one thing that really stuck to me was

"Dream, Dream big and never, NEVER Let go of your dreams. DO NOT GIVE UP."


Radine, Jody and Janet, the other three ladies from our church that went.
Spending two days together has taught us each something new about the other person.
Friday night we laughed and laughed.... (I laughed so hard I almost cried). Some of the stories that were told....

Sunday night Janet testified at church about our wonderful week end. Ended it by telling everybody not to ask any of us ladies what our secrets were that were told this week end.
My theory......What happened and was said in Indianapolis---stays in Indianapolis.

Thanks Jody for doing the driving.... Had some of the rest of us been driving, we would probably never have gotten there.

Waiting for hand outs.

This noon I went to Circle K got myself some Nachos and cheese and went down to Fisherman's Warf next to the lake just to relax a bit.

Mother Duck brought her 16 children ashore.

She walked right up close to my car as if to say " I AM WAITING....Where's my food?"

I rolled down my window and snapped some photos and simply looked straight at her and said, I do not have any bread or popcorn. You cannot have Nachos. Sorry.

When Kim was young we always stopped at the bakery and purchased day old bread if we knew we were going to the lake. How she loved to feed the ducks.

One day when she was around 3 years old she was sitting in the cart while I was paying and the clerk was trying to get all the loaves in one back when in a very clear voice she said, "Don't squish my ducky bread!"

Oh, how I wished today that I had some of that Ducky bread to give Mother and 16 children.

Hurry Up and WAIT, WAIT, WAIT.

NOTE: IF you have a squeamish tendency you may not want to read this: I can be blunt and to the point.

In the past month I once again have noticed that here is some pain involved in one of my breasts where a number of years ago there was surgery done on it.
My instincts told me to call for a mammogram and get it checked out since both my mother and sister died from breast cancer.

Then the hassles began.....no you cannot schedule your mammogram until......and it was after the middle of September....yet why did you guys send me a card in the mail then to remind me to call and schedule it? Just because I am telling you I am having some pain and issues you are telling me I can't get it scheduled? Makes no sense at all.

So, I kinda dropped the pushing it and figured, well guess I'll just need to wait till Sept. and call again and get it scheduled.

NOT SO..... Mr. C found out that I was having some discomfort...... Last week he called me and told me I had an appointment with Dr. Birk on Tuesday afternoon. We were not going to wait.

Well, Monday they called and rescheduled me for Thursday afternoon since the doctors schedule was so full on Tuesday. So I agreed to wait till Thursday.

When I left the office on Thursday afternoon, in hopes my wait time would be less.
I get to the appointment, filled all my paperwork, PAID my copay...Before they ever took me back into the patient room. (Man, I wish we could make people pay their bill before we work on their furnaces)....However within timely manner I was escorted to the back room, Instructed to strip to the waist and put on this Lovely PAPER 1/2 gown open down the front, and that there was a stack of magazines I was welcome to read until the doctor came in to see me......

HA, HA....That should have been my first indication that he is taking his sweet time to seeing his patients and that he was running late....
Me being who I am...... Well I simply had to snatch a photo with my camera phone to show how lovely these gowns are.

One hour later...... two magazines later. I am still waiting.

I tried to be very calm, cool and not get impatient while I waited.

I should have taken my crocheting with me, the I would not have minded this wait at all.

But there I sat, and sat and waited..

When It was finally my turn........ I must say he did not HURRY AT ALL....He spent 45 minutes in the room with me..... Explaining things, checking things out. Went out to call a different doctor to consult with him, but he was out of the office so he spoke to an assistant. They reviewed my files.

We spoke about all the surgeries that were done in the past 30+ years and when the last one was. (He declared my gallbladder surgery scars were less then 6 months old),And was amazed when I told him, "But Dr. you did the surgery over 6 years ago" So he talked about how my body scars differently from some people.. Talked about the last time they did a biopsy and the marker they installed. A person is not to be able to feel that marker...Funny...it sticks me depending how I lay in bed or if I push on it in an examination. Finally decided we would start with a mammogram, and go from there. But that he still wanted Dr. L to pull my previous files at the hospital and review them also.

OH the JOYS of another mammogram..(Boob squeeze)...and for those of you who have never had one---well they can squeeze them to the point that you think they are going to pop wide open. Mine was set up for Monday p.m. 2:30.

So once again -off to hospital I go to Sit and WAIT.....

When the gal finally had all the mammogram photos she wanted, talked about where the marker was they left inside when they did the last surgery, Marked the spot she really wanted them to look at and see if there was anything unusual about I was ask once again to WAIT- till they decided what to do with me.......WAIT, WAIT....Then here comes a different girl and says come with me... We are going to do an ultra sound.....(This was not scheduled....)

I watched the photos of the ultra sound that she was taking and they reminded me of the needle aspiration they did a number of years ago....the black spot that collapsed when they drained it with a needle. I wondered is that what those two black spots are?

NO they won't tell you anything.... Simply your doctor will have the reports in a couple of days..

SO WE ONCE MORE GET TO WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT.

I AM STILL WAITING....HAVE NOT HEARD FROM THE DOCTORS OFFICE YET....

W..........A...........I.............T..............I...........N..............G.....................

Never Far.

This is a picture that I made for a friend of mine. Sunday I went shopping with her and saw it on her wall again. I had actually forgotten that I had done this for her. In the past I had done a number of these in cross stitch. The original one was not counted cross stitch, that I had given to my mother years ago.
I have always liked this picture and thought --- "The Way to A Friend's Home is Never Far"........ Perhaps in miles it is far, but within our hearts and being connected via ---phone---e-mail---facebook--blogs....Our friends are close by and I cherish each and every one.

Thinking of cooler times.

TODAY IT IS: 8-9-10

Remembering cooler times, and before we know it we will be back in this atmosphere out there.

Yum, yum, cookies- People trying to fatten me up?

Today Julie came to work bearing this cookie for my birthday.
Sure am glad I have help here at the office to help eat it.

Last night my friend Michelle had brought me the below pictured cookie for my birthday.
WOW sugar overload.

I know it only comes once a year that we celebrate getting a year older. But the pounds that I will put on devouring these wonderful cookies, will take me a long time to get off.

Saturday we had gone to Normal to see Kenley and celebrate my birthday with Kim, Clay and Kenley. I have some photos to share later.

So, off to home I go to eat more cookie.