I LOVE.......

JESUS
JIM
JACEY
LILLI
SUMMER AFTERNOON AT P&G'S
OUR WORSHIP SERVICE
WHEN GOD TEACHES ME A LESSON
CHILDREN
MY JOB
COWORKERS
SARCASM
MAKING JOKES
PICKWICK W/MIMI & EO
LAUGHING
FLOWERS
SPRING & FALL
TRIPS
A NEW RECIPE!
A GOOD BOOK
TRUE FRIENDS
VEGETABLES AT MIMI & PIPI'S
HELPING OTHERS
HARD TIMES
CLEAN FLOORS & CLEAN CLOTHES
ORGANIZATION
A CHALLENGE!
MEMORIES OF MY HONEYMOON
LISTENING TO LILLI SING
WATCHING JACEY BEING COMPASSIONATE
SEEING JIM LAUGH
SITTING AT SHERRY'S BAR
DINNER AT THE STABLE'S
RUBY CHINESE (CLOSED DOWN)
CAFE' OLE (CLOSED DOWN)
MEMORY LANE- I HAVE THE BEST MEMORIES!!!!!
MENDING CLOTHES
OUTLET MALLS
SHRIMP RISOTTO
SCHOOL STARTING
SCHOOL ENDING

Is this Chapter 1?

I said I would never do this. Here goes.......

A certain friend (I'll call her Becky), comes over to eat my cooking. As I cleaned out the fridge this morning, I noticed a container of uneaten scrawberries that went with the pound cake I made. My mind began to wander. You know, like how Stefono is connected to everyone on Days of Our Lives. Anyway, I tumped the berries out but SAVED the plastic container with the lid because:
a) I learned it from my Grandmother Brasher. She saved everything.
b) I can store leftovers in it.
c) reduce, reuse, recycle, right?

As I was saying, I was in deep thought. What if my almost 3 year old wanted to use that container and one of my good spoons to dig to Hell? What? You've never tried to do that?
As a small child, I stayed at Irene and Sambo's house. "Ene" would give us a spoon and some sort of plastic bowl and we would dig under an old tree. ALL. DAY. LONG. And, most days, we would try to dig to Hell. Nothing wrong with that. We knew there was one. When we acted like fools and Ene got after us with her houseshoe, I pretty much figured digging to Hell was a good idea.

You know, those were great memories.

Jacey 2, Jim 1

Who is this man hugging my first born? Looks like he is putting DEER BLOOD on her sweet, little, angelic, face........... It's Papa Jake, Jacey's Step Grandfather. Whatever. He loves her so.

And, this terrible mess is poor bambi with Jacey and her daddy, Jason. Um, Jason, don't you think Jacey looks sleepy. Must you make her hunt for her food? Just feed her Sonic from now on, ok? Jacey, honey, you don't look sad either. Max Brasher taught you well.

I could almost swear theY look alike. Nature? nurture?

I could not get this picture bigger. This is sweet, fun, ANNA! This is Jacey's super-cool other mother who actually goes hunting with her! The one who will drag a deer out of the woods with her. Well, so! I know how to cook chocolate and biscuits. (Hee Hee) NO CONTEST


SWEET.

NOT SO INNOCENT.

TEXT MESSAGING, GMAILING, GUN-SHOOTIN...................................FIRST BORN!