Sunday, May 13, 2012

The Mother Of All Days


My adopted mother Helen and me
just before she passed away [1966]
Tribute At FindAGrave

From "History Of Mother's Day"
Mark your calendars: This Sunday, May 13, is Mother's Day. And contrary to popular belief, the holiday did not rise up from the corporate brain trust of Hallmark and FTD florists. The day to celebrate mom has ancient roots.

The day can be traced to ancient Greece, which honored Rhea, mother of the gods, with offerings of honey cake, drinks, and flowers at dawn. The Romans built a temple for the mother of the gods, Magna Mater (Great Mother), and the Festival of Hilaria called for gifts to be brought to the temple to please the goddess.

In 17th-century England, early catholics reserved a day to honor Mary, the mother of Christ. By a later religious order all mothers began to be honored, and the day was christened "Mothering Sunday."

The holiday came to America when, in 1907, grateful daughter Anna Jarvis held a church service on May 12 in West Virginia to honor her late mother's work promoting women's groups for friendship and health. Within five years, almost every state was observing the day, and in 1914, President Woodrow Wilson [an early Progressive and one of the WORST Presidents ever!] declared it a national holiday.

According to History.com, the tradition of buying flowers on Mother's Day started with wearing carnations to honor moms -- white for a mother who had passed, and red or pink for the living -- and grew to be a more retail event involving cards and gifts. Jarvis, who felt the commercialization did not fit the spirit of the day, spent the last years of her life trying to abolish the holiday she had started ...

As y'all have probably guessed, I'm not really into keeping holidays. ANY holiday. The Holy Bible and the Apostle Paul strickly warn about this and for good reason. Most of them are of pagan origin and they only detract us from the true message of salvation by grace through the blood of Jesus Christ, but, I digress.

Like most I do love my mother. Very much. Since I lost my adopted mother in 1966, I have hoped that by trying to live an honorable life that she would have respected, that I have brought honor to her name. What few memories I have of Helen are that she was a gentle, soft spoken, Christian woman. I still have her well worn Bible by my bedside. It's in the Kings James language so I don't read it often, much preferring a Bible that speaks in my native tongue of modern American. I get lost and tangled up in all the "thee's" and "thou's" in the old language but it is pretty to read. And it's nice to know that the hands that loved me and once held mine have once touched the very pages that I now touch. It helps keep the connection alive.

That said, Happy Mother's Day in Heaven mom. I miss you. Every day. I wish you could have lived just a little longer but thank you for being there as long as you were. I love you.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Funny Friday ~ These Should Groan On You

Jokes about German sausage are the wurst.

I know a guy who's addicted to brake fluid. He says he can stop any time.

How does Moses make his tea? Hebrews it.

I stayed up all night to see where the sun went. Then it dawned on me.

This girl said she recognized me from the vegetarian club, but I'd never met herbivore.

I'm reading a book about anti-gravity. I just can't put it down.

I did a theatrical performance about puns. It was a play on words.

They told me I had type-A blood, but it was a Type-O.

PMS jokes aren't funny; period.

Why were the Indians here first? They had reservations.

I didn't like my beard at first. Then it grew on me.

When you get a bladder infection urine trouble.

Broken pencils are pointless.

I tried to catch some fog, but I mist.

What do you call a dinosaur with an extensive vocabulary? A thesaurus.

England has no kidney bank, but it does have a Liverpool.

I used to be a banker, but then I lost interest.

I dropped out of communism class because of lousy Marx.

I got a job at a bakery because I kneaded dough.

Haunted French pancakes give me the crêpes.

Velcro — what a rip off!

A cartoonist was found dead in his home. Details are sketchy.


Sunday, May 6, 2012

Campaign Catch Phrase Or Are We Already Caught?


The new campaign message from the Dear Leader is "Forward"?! Forward to what, pray tell?!

Forward to even higher unemployment
Forward to printing more money that is unsustainable
Forward to more debt that can never be repaid
Forward to even more loss of FREEDOMs and liberties
Forward to allowing more illegals to vote AND receive tax refunds
Forward to more scandals
Forward to more failures
Forward to more lies
Forward to more worshippin at the feet of this false idol
Forward to more Socialism

... the list of evil this man and his cronies have wrought upon America could go on all day ...

The unemployment has reached near Great Depression levels. So while some will tout the 8.1 percent as good news, the unemployment rate is actually closer to 11.5 percent. When you take into account those who have been forced to take part-time work because they cannot find full-time, the real unemployment rate is higher than 14.5 percent! Who would want more of that?! Oh, yeah, the Dear Leader and his band of self-righteous demons do. That's right.

And guess what, in the face of this daunting news, 'President' O'Blamo has chosen to double down on his tax and spend agenda. In February, he proposed a budget that would add another $11 trillion to the national debt and impose a $1.9 trillion tax increase on our already struggling economy. I pray that not a single member of Congress would vote for it when given the chance.

Well, all I got to say is Paul Harvey had it right in 1965. Please take the time to listen to this very short YouTube video [3.22 minutes] of his warning about someone just like the Dear Leader:

Paul Harvey, "If I Where The Devil"

And that's the rest of the story.

Have a blessed Sunday everyone, or at least, try to.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

My World Is Finally Spinning In Greased Grooves

Well, after much delay, and weeks and weeks of (not so patient) waiting, my new set of wheels have arrived. It was a long haul to a community just outside of Atlanta but it was worth the wait.

The Bonney!


Another view


My Bonney joined the stable
with Hubby's "Guzzi" and our cafe racer.

So whadda y'all think? Ain't she purdy or what!?

I need to make a couple of changes before any long distance riding. The seat is an absolute torture rack, so, I plan to have this seat padded and reshaped by a reliable source close by. Also, it needs a set of risers installed to bring the handlebars back just a tad. After my neck surgery I'm very sensitive to back and neck pain. This happens with every motorcycle I've owned of late. One must do what one must do to make it comfortable. BUT I AM SO HAPPY to be wheelin' again!

Aw, yes, the world is now spinning in greased grooves. :)


Triumph Bonneville purchased from the good people at Freedom Powersports, Lawrenceville, Georgia USA.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

A Rose By Any Other Name


Is there still any doubt that our El Presidente is a Communist?

Obama was born to a Communist family, was mentored by Communist mentors, said he sought out Communist professors in college, where he was known as a Communist by fellow students. As an adult, he chose to work alongside a procession of Communists. He gave lessons on how to be a stealth Communist. He shared an office with Communists, he hired one to ghost write his first book. He has been promoted by Communists and he has promoted them. He has appointed Communists to various posts in his administration.

He has taken a nation of Goodness and Light and led us into his father of all lie's darkness.

Obama is a Commie.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary, How Does Your Garden Grow?

Green Beans

Remember the garden center my hubby built last year? Well, another crop is coming in soon! My mobile garden center idea is working out great! Can't wait to have our big crop of green beans this year.

How does your garden grow?