Month: January 2015

” Who in the Hell is Michael Jackson?”

Sometimes life serves up some incredibly sweet moments.  About twenty-five years ago ,I mortally embarrassed both my high school children with no effort or planning on my part whatsoever. I was a dialysis nurse at the time. I had worked all night the night before.  I had gone to bed about four that afternoon, knowing I was going to be called back.  At eight-thirty in the evening the phone at my bedside rang.  Jolted out of sleep, Continue reading →

Life Slips Away

This is so poignant. Reblog.

So Much in a Picture

homestead (2)This is a  1904 picture of my Great Grandfather John Dobson Holdaway, his wife, Elvira Perkins, Holdaway, and their three sons still living at home.  My Grandfather, Roscoe Holdaway is pictured in the middle with his bicycle, James Holdaway holding his rifle to his left with George Holdaway on the end, his pet groundhog at his feet. Continue reading →

N. KOREANS HACK ARKANSAS MAN’S PROGRAMMABLE COFFEEMAKER

Rebogging from iteneraantneerdowell. This is just going too far!

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The possibility, that even a small appliance could be hacked, was a frightening one for Mr. Boyd T. Howdee, from Ringhaven, Arkansas. Mr. Howdee claimed to have been victimized by North Korean hackers; his programmable coffeemaker sabotaged, this past Monday morning.  Mr. Howdee, interviewed at the local “Save-A-Penny, Convenience, Gas, and Food Mart,” had this to say.

tabloid 2“I knew something was wrong right away.  I checked the coffeemaker before me and the Mrs. went to bed last night.  The power didn’t go out or anything.  We don’t owe anything to anybody.  It’s a brand-new machine–just got it from Wal-Mart last month.  If those North Koreans could do it to a major movie studio–they could do it here.”

“Come to think of it–my grandson’s new gaming system didn’t work after Christmas, either. There’s nothing worse than a kid crying about a broken toy on Christmas.  And if that didn’t beat all–that was…

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Premio Dardos Award

premio-dardos-l-1I am honored to have been nominated for the Premio Dardos Award by my friend David Paley who hosts the excellent blog Vancouver Visions.  I am always delighted to see his posts in my inbox.  They never fail to interest me.  Sometimes I think about them for days.  That being said, I will move on to the next part of the nominations.  This is a blessedly easy one to fulfill.  I have to post the award on my site.  The hard part is choosing only 15 blogs to nominate when I read and love so many.  Please don’t be offended if you aren’t on the list.  Please check out Vancouver Visions and the nominees:

http://vancouvervisions.com/ (Nominated me)

https://butchcountry67.wordpress.com/

http://leggypeggy.com/

http://sendsunshine.wordpress.com/

https://herladypinkrose.wordpress.com/

http://motherhendiaries.com/

http://terriwebsterschrandt.wordpress.com/

http://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/

https://erikakind.wordpress.com/

https://oldmainer.wordpress.com/

https://itinerantneerdowell.wordpress.com/

https://silverinthebarn.wordpress.com

https://amommasview.wordpress.com/

http://fourthgenerationfarmgirl.com/

http://barenakedinpublic.com/

http://almostiowa.com/

See the requirements below:

http://lindaghill.com/2015/01/01/just-jot-it-january-pingback-post-and-rules

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Screaming Green Slime

You’d expect daily pandemonium in a household of seven but wait!  Like those infomercials on TV, we got two for the price of one!  And at no extra charge, Daddy and I both walked and talked in our sleep.  Most people have experience with people talking in their sleep, but sleep-walking less common.  The sleep-walker doesn’t look like the ones Continue reading →

Happiness! The Count is Coming to Town!

On the subject of happiness, some days start routinely no expectation of stumbling into pure joy.  One of my precious children, who shall remain forever nameless, experienced that life-changing thrill when they while searching frantically for an item to take to their class for a current events assignment on March 5, 1985 when this golden picture was printed in the local paper.  I expect neither the paper nor the proofreader were quite so happy.

God is good!

Murdering Bum (from Kathleen’s Memoirs of The Great Depression)

Boy was Mama ever mad when I got home!  Rob Grissom, was sitting kicked back in front room reading when I walked in.  Lord only knows why Daddy tolerated him.  Mama just said he didn’t have the gumption to run him off.  As much as I hate to admit it, she was probably right.  Daddy was a soft touch.  Rob just showed up once in a while and hung Continue reading →

Laughter and Life

parents wedding pic             Bill and Kathleen Holdaway Swain on their wedding day, June 29, 1946

Why I Would Rather Try To Find The Funny Than The Meaning Of Life

http://yadadarcyyada.com/2015/01/10/having-the-last-laugh/

http://lindaghill.com/2015/01/01/just-jot-it-january-pingback-post-and-rules/

I have continued to think of Pegoleg’s post  and Yadadarcyyaday posts yesterday. Laughter has saved me in some of the most stressful situations of my life.  It is cathartic.  On the way to my father’s funeral, my mother was sitting between me and my husband.  Of course, it was a somber time.  I was anxious to be of support to her, mindful of her grief and all the problems loss of a Continue reading →