gyro_jumper's Blog

This is a huge pet peeve of mine.  There is a huge sign that tells drivers NOT to drive through the water.  SOME people think they are above all rules and attempt to drive through the water anyway.  Then they have to be rescued.  Remember the fire fighter who DIED helping people who drove around a barracade!? 

I think anyone who has to be rescued due to IGNORING POSTED BARRACADES should be HEAVILY fined and have to do some sort of community service.  It may not seem like a big deal to alot of people, but please remember that reckless people who avoid posted warnings not only put THEMSELVES in danger--but also put their rescuers in jeopardy.

It's plain stupidity!

I just saw the story about the new children's book "My Beautiful Mommy" written to help children cope with things when mommy or daddy gets plastic surgery.

GIVE ME A BREAK!!!!!!

What exactly are we telling children?  Mommy was ugly until a doctor made her look differently.  Woman already have so much pressure to look like the skinny models and movie stars....teenagers are suffering from eating disorders---striving to be thin.  NOW. some idiot, who claims to be an educated man, has written a bedtime story about plastic surgery.  Mommy will look different, but it's ok, she is better now, prettier, happier, worth more in society.  Yeah, let's pound this message into the impressionable minds of toddlers. 

What's next???  "Daddy still loves you, but he had to go to prison" or how about "Mommy killed Daddy, but she still loves you"

Don't wake me up from yesterday's dreams

Let me linger in the past a little while...

Let the happiness play upon my mind

Like an innocent child's smile.

Time flies by like a thief in the night

Before you kow it, it is gone...

The night disappears

With the breaking of the dawn.

Dreams change with the hands on the clock

Tomorrow leads us on an ever changing path...

Sorrows destroy our happiness, but then

Joy leaves tears forgotten in the aftermath.

Take comfort in knowing the times will change

For better or worse I cannot say...

But dreams make way for reality all too soon

so please don't wake me too quickly today.

With gas prices choking all of us, why can't businesses that are usually open Monday thru Friday for 8 hrs a day, switch to being open Monday thru Thursday for 10 hrs a day.  Everyone would enjoy a 3 day weekend, PLUS - the demand on gasoline would drop considerably.

My husband's shop is considering doing this.  Remember when we were younger, stores were not open on Sunday?  What is wrong with going back to that concept? 

We, as Americans are spoiled and wasteful.  We would all be so much better off if we could just take a few huge steps backwards.

My 21 yr old son just called me to tell me about the story he read in the paper about rationing of rice.  He sounded nervous, like he thinks we are all going to go hungry.

I read the article.  It's not about "rationing" it's about stores like Sam's Club and Costco limiting the amount of rice that can be purchased by an individual.  It goes on to say that restraunt owners are clearing the shelves of rice and some cooking oils.

Paranoia can strike fear in the hearts of America.  If people start stock piling, OF COURSE there is going to be short supply on store shelves. 

Instead of getting paranoid and stockpiling, Americans should start to think ahead.  Life is NOT always about HERE and NOW.  It's not all gimme gimme, I want it quick and easy.

I plan on canning alot of my vegetables from my garden this year (enough to more than carry us through until NEXT year's harvest time)  Canning is time consuming, but all too often we PAY for the conviences in life and CALL them necessities.  Some people will say canning makes the veggies lose alot of their vitamins.  When you buy a can of corn off the shelf - do you REALLY know what you are getting?

I'm lucky, I live on a small farm.  I have chickens for eggs and goats I plan to milk.  In today's world you have to look out for yourself.  One day we MAY have to stand in long lines for bread.  I would much rather count on the sweat of my brow - rather than the government.

We all need to take a step back.  Alot of people waste money, and then complain we don't have enough. 

Thank you.  Those simple words do not do justice to the family and friends that I hold dear in my life.  Without my husband I would be an empty shell, and without my dear friends I would still be afraid to open up.  I thank you all- this one's for you. :-)

i made it

through the periless fear of my being
i walked through the fire unseeing

trying my best to stop the grieving
holding onto you, blindly believing

the tangled web of confusion that binds me
the insecurites that lurk and finally find me

chased away by your presence and love
like storm clouds disappearing from above

my strength is renewed simply by knowing
i have the power to stop the pain from growing

with the help of those i hold near and dear
together we chase away the awful fear.

April 14th, 2002 changed my life forever.  That rainy Sunday morning, a pickup truck hit my bedroom wall.  I always thought of myself as a strong person, I've raised 2 children, and been through alot in my life.  This event has changed my life more than any other.  I thank God I have a supportive husband who has helped me through my PTSD caused by this accident.

The poem below is my attempt at some free therapy.  

you changed my life

you tore through my very existence
leaving your mark deep in my soul
my world has been flipped upside down
by actions beyond my control

just a rainy sunday morning to you,
in a hurry to be on your way -
the nightmare plays over and over,
in my mind both night and day.

the sound of crashing metal -
the creak of wood splitting,
the enormous sound of impact -
as your truck was hitting.

the thoughts that flashed through my mind,
the fear that invaded my heart -
the acceptance that my life was over,
all this -  while the wall split apart.

the nightmare for you may be over,
your dreams may be a pleasant sight -
but the fear you instilled within me,
is played over night after night.

The neighbor kid knocked on my door a little bit ago to tell me my rooster was out of my yard.  Not only was he out of my yard, he was across the main road. (55mph, many semi's go by)

I went outside with a cup of chicken feed to try to coax my arch enemy back into my yard.  He walked back and forth, but would not come back across the road. 

So there I am, yellin' "chicky chicky chick" trying to get this stubborn rooster back.  Oh, did I mention I'm skeered of the darn thing?  So I thought: "if I were HIM, what would make me come back?"  Then it hit me.  I went into the middle of the road, yelled at him, then ran back into my yard.  IT WORKED!  That rooster enjoys nothing more than scaring me, so he chased me home. :-)

So now I ask: Why did the rooster cross the road???

To be a pain in my @ss!!  

Hope everyone is having a good day!

hmmmmmmmmmmmm...................maybe we'll have CHICKEN for dinner tonight! LOL

smile just a little bit

life isn't that bad

think of all the good times

you and i have had.

laughter and sunshine

joy and contentment

leaving behind anger

heartache and resentment.

life can get bumpy

a hard road to travel

you may not get blacktop

but be thankful for the gravel.

the sun always rises

the moon will guide you at night

wish on a falling star

for all to turn out right.

this too shall pass

or so i've been told

don't ever let heartache

turn your heart cold.

Just thought I'd share some positive thoughts today. :-)

as i stumbled through the forest ,

not knowing which way i should turn-

 my mind started to wander,

 my insecurities started to burn.

i saw no sunshine through the trees,

 no sound did reach my ear -

i felt so all alone in this world,

 alone, sad, and in fear.

then i heard a gentle rythm,

 looked around to discover the source-

 there standing next to me,

 was a beautiful white horse.

 it calmed me with it's presence,

 it's eyes, soulful and true-

 i knew the moment i saw it,

 it would carry me through.

 into the future on my white steed,

 leaving sorrow in the distant past-

 the sunshine opens up before me,

 leaving darkness behind at last .

Well, I'm at it again. :-)  Just wrote a new poem and would love to hear what you guys think of it.

a black horse blazed through my dreams last night,
ripping away at my pleasant sleep-
hooves pounding across my field of contentment
digging in the ground so deep.

it's eyes were wild and bewildered,
what it was looking for- I'll never know-
fire flew from it's silky mane,
and set the darkness aglow.

it's movements were quick and steady,
it's gait a wonder to behold-
it's destiny at first seemed so clear to me,
in wonder i watched it unfold.

i thought it was something to fear at first,
then i slowly realized it meant no harm-
it's strength, it's  power, his mystery,
were simply part of his charm.

i tried to reach out to capture it,
but it disappeared  before my eyes-
just a dark horse in the night,
telling no truths and no lies.

On the news last night, I watched how Chelsea handled being questioned about Monica Lewinsky.

First of all, I was appalled that some one would ask her about this.  Why would anybody want to bring up an obviously hurtful time in her life that has absolutely nothing to do with her mother's campaign.

Chelsea handled it well.  She told the person who asked the question that it was none of thier businees, and out of all the colleges she has spoken at, this is the first time that question has been asked.

What is wrong with people??  Why do they need to feel the need to feed off of other's pain? 

I'm so glad Chelsea put that person in their place and made them look like a fool.

if there were no YOU

who could love me
with a heart so true
who could accept me
as completely as you do

who could rock my body
in the darkness of the night,
under a blanket of stars
under the pale moon light

who could reach deep within me
and cast out my worries and woe
and replace my insecurities
with love that forever grows

who could stand beside me
and listen while I confess
all my wrong doings
and still love me none the less.

who could point out the big dipper
on a star studded summer night
when I cannot see the obvious
who could show me the light

No one could ever fill your shoes
you are my lover and best friend,
you bring so much to my life
you are my beginning, middle and end.

Love you.

I'm not a morning person,

Not by any means -

I hate to have the morning,

Interrupt my dreams.

I stumble out of bed,

In a grace-less kind of way-

Headed for the coffee pot,

To help me start my day.

The dog is whining and prancing,

He has to go pee-

Who is going to let him out?

Oh, I guess that would be me.

I trudge out to the barn,

The goats need their grain -

I do this every morining,

Snow, sleet, or rain.

I feed the chickens quickly,

The rooster has me in his site -

I never turn my back on him,

He's itchin' for a fight.

The barn cats come running,

Like they haven't eaten in a year -

Don't they know there are yummy mice,

Running around in here?

Back up to the house,

To start my busy day,

Grab another cup of coffee-

To help me on my way.

I just read about the man (who is actually a woman) who may lose his children.  It said he/she was married to a woman for years, and the wife never knew her husband wasn't realy a man. hmmmmmmmmmmmm.........I'm not being a smarta$$ or anything, but HOW can a woman NOT know her husband is NOT a man?????  I'm totaly confused here.

As far as custody goes, these children are going to suffer if the wife gets her way.  Her husband (the other woman) is the only father these kids have ever known.