I cant believe its been since July that I have updated, I dont know where the time goes.  Work is going the same, except now I am on a schedule of closings.  I have my first class under my belt now and attend my second in November.  Things are slowly but surely coming together.  HOWEVER....My youngest son was married this past weekend.  It was a wonderful day, although I cried for days before and even now that its over, I find myself in a blue mood and I really dont understand why.

He is a great kid, ok so hes almost 25 and not a kid anymore, but to me he will always be my baby.  I find myself reflecting on the past and all the things I wish I had done, and hoped to still someday do, and now I feel as though the time has past and that time is over.  I wasnt ready to let go yet, I wasnt ready to see this grown man, in his tux standing at an alter waiting for his bride to approach.  Where has the years gone? It seems like only yesterday I was holding him in my arms, rocking him and singing songs my grandmother had sang to me when I was a child, and now I look at him and he is a man, a wonderful loving man. 

The ceremony was beautiful as was his bride, and he looked happy, so why am I having such a hard time being happy for him.  Could it be that I am facing the fact that I have gotten older? and that is what I am actually having a problem with. 

I have suddenly come to realize that time goes by faster than I could ever imagine, and that there are so many things I should have done and now some of them are to late to do, and I am feeling very empty.   As long as he was single I guess I felt there was still time to spend doing things I felt I needed to do.  Mistakes to make up for, and now there is a wife in the picture and I just feel I wasted so much time. 

We danced the mother and son dance to Barry Manilows song "I Am Your Child", I cried, and he held me and told me how proud he was of me, HE was proud of me....can you believe that one.  I am the one who is proud.  He is a son that most women wish to have and never get, and I feel totally blessed by the good Lord for giving me such a wonderful son.  He has been my rock.  He has been my strength when I needed it, and my inspiration to go on when I really thought I couldnt,  he loved me through thick and thin even when I wasnt so easy to love, and there we were dancing and he was telling me how proud he was, and now, four days later, I find myself still down, and blue and I dont know how to pull myself back up, or why I feel the way I do in the first place.

For anyone who has small children, all I can say is treasure every moment, every single day is precious, and dont end up feeling like you have things left undone when they day comes that they move out or get married.  I wish someone had given me that advice when I was younger. 

Well last night was my first night to learn closing.  It was strange spending most of my day at home and then having to go to work at 6 p.m.  I think it went well, I learned to close the front line and there really isnt much to it.  However, it was 1:15 when I got home, and that is definitely something that will take some time getting used to.  Its nice working with a different group of people, some I have only worked with a few minutes here or there, but working nights you get a chance to actually get to know them better.  We stayed pretty busy up til about 10 o'clock and then it was just a few stragglers here and there.  I get to do it all over again tonight, so hoping it stays busy tonight too, it sure makes the time go faster, the last hour or so seemed to drag last night.

I got my schedule for next week, as usual I have Sun and Monday off and then I work 11-7 Tuesday and Wednesday and then I get to close again Thursday and Friday.  I am assuming I will be required to close so many nights a week once I get moved up to assistant manager, but when I asked the future store manager about it, he said he didnt see where I should have to close to many nights, so it was a bit of a surprise to see two more closes next week.  I dont think it would be so bad if they closed earlier, but they are open til midnight and then it takes nearly an hour to get clean up and prep done before you actually go home.  I dont mind being able to sleep a little later, but it sure messes up the sleep schedule.

I still find myself wondering if its all worth it.  I know I need the job and the work isnt hard, but physically its still taking a toll.  I know I am not the only one over 40 that works there, but most of the others work the day shift and I can see where that would be easier.  I keep thinking of the ultimate goal, but some days it doesnt seem like it will ever happen.  I am not really the patient kind. 

The managers meeting that was scheduled for yesterday, was postponed til next Wednesday, so I still dont know if he is going to make the announcement yet on my future status, guess I will have to wait and see. 

I know I can do this job, and I can do a good job at it, but I still find myself feeling a little on the outside.  I dont have anything in common with most of these people and its hard to find common bonds to talk about.  Last night the conversation was mainly about alcohol and pool and I dont do either, so have little to input.  I am trying to lose the nickname "the lady that doesnt talk", but so far there hasnt been much conversation that I can relate to, so I do feel a little left out and I am sure they see that as standoffish....which I certainly dont mean to be.  I hope things will get better, and I keep telling myself it will, but there are days I think I am just trying to convince myself and that this is how it will be. 

Well, its that time again, time to put on the black pants and white shirt with my tie and name tag.  I know I should show more enthusiasm, but right now I have a hard time finding any.  I just look at the clock and think well in 9 hours I will be home again and another day will be down.

I think of my msn display picture that says...."Someone Needs a Happy Meal".....yeah thats right, and today its me.

Well here it is the 5th of July already, June seemed to fly by, and before we know it, it will be August and then fall will be just around the corner.  I have been working the 11-7 shift again this week, well at least three days of it, I get the pleasure of  learning to close on friday and saturday, yippeeee, the hours are a little screwy, but it means I am one step closer to my goal.

The store manager was actually in the store today.  He and I talked and he is pleased at my progress.  He assures me he is confident that I will make a wonderful addition to the management staff at the store, he said he has not heard one negative thing about me, and I thought that was pretty good in my favor, considering they all treated me like dirt the first few weeks I was even there.  My book for my classes has been ordered and he says it will be here soon. I am anxious to get started on the book and classes as that gets me one step closer to my position.

I am not sure when he is planning on making the announcement to the other employees that I will be above them, and I am sure there will be some who will find something negative to say about me at that point, as there are some who feel they should have the position I will be moving in to. 

This past month has been difficult because I have had to basically stand back and bite my tongue, when I see things that definitely need to be changed or curtailed.  I do what I am asked, and find it funny how many shift managers really dont do to much, but they are quit to ask another person to do it so they dont have to.  Sgt. Schultz is good at that, he stands perched in front of his register and makes lists, but I have yet to see him actually make a trip to the store room to get anything on his own.  He is very good at looking busy, when I somehow doubt he really is.  He is one of those people that thinks he is superior to others, and likes to pretend he is in control when he really isnt, and his day is coming I am afraid to say. 

People have started warming up to me, and I have tried to show each of them that I am not a hard person to get along with.  I do not bark orders or make lists, I am not above going to the store room myself to get something if needed, and when I DO have to ask them to do something, it is done in a matter that they know it is appreciated, and they are willing to do it without grumbling. 

I am no longer known as the lady that doesnt talk, ha.  But perhaps I am a little to business minded.  I am there to do a job, and I want to do a good job, so you wont find me huddling around the drink station gossiping about another employee or throwing McFlurries across the room to the drive through person. If you come into the store when I am working, you are more apt to find me with a cloth in my hand wiping something down or cleaning the ice cream maker and just keeping busy. Time goes faster when you are staying busy, even if its something that may be trivial to others.

So life goes on, and I look forward to getting my book so I can start studying and get my first two classes in.  I am also looking forward to putting an end to the rumors and let these people know me for who I am,  and what my true title will be.  We have a mandatory managers meeting this friday, so I am hoping that the announcement will be made and things can be out in the open once and for all. 

Well this has been a pretty bland update, but nothing to exciting to talk about.  I will update again soon.

Yes believe it or not, I am updating two days in a row, I must keep up with Calypso, although my posts are not nearly as colorful or interesting.  Well today I worked 11-7.  I dont know why but it always seems to me that the 11-7 shift seems twice as long as any other shift.  One would think, (yes my favorite saying) that it would go faster because you have the noon rush, and then dinner rush and then go home, but that unfortunately is not the case. 

I have not worked to many 11-7 shifts, I was being spared that shift due to some lets call them not so nice people that work that shift, but as I told my boss, he cant protect me forever and I must learn to work with them sooner or later, so this week, I am 11-7 all week.  Today was not to bad, I worked next to Sgt. Schultz this morning and his constant girl, hon and young lady remarks.  I dont know why that bothers me so much, but I guess perhaps I take them as disresepect.  He is a rude man, I thought maybe I was the only one that felt that way, but after speaking with another shift manager tonight, I am not the only one.  He is one of those people that cant look you in the eye when he speaks to you, he chomps his gum and looks over you as he talks to you, even when he is waiting on customers, being a retired policeman I would expect him to make more eye contact but he doesnt. 

Today was the first day of my actual management training.  I learned to count down the drawers and write up the daily deposit. Its all computerized which makes it really easy.  I liked that when I worked at Big Lots as well, you always know exactly what is in the drawer and you just count it down and input it into the computer system.  There is 0 margin for error.  The deposits are counted and sealed in bags and signed, which also makes it nice because it would have to be torn open for anyone to remove the contents which eases my mind as well, considering past events.  Once it is done, you sign your name which no one else can change or alter.  I never had any problem with deposits at Big Lots and that is something I will like about working here.

The only thing about working the 11-7 shift is, there isnt really enough time to do anything before you go to work in the mornings, and not much time to do anything at night once you get home, although I dont have to get up as early either. HA. 

Tonight is race night for bubba, so by the time I got home he already had his headset on, and was running practice laps.  Its amazing to me how all these men can get so involved in a computer game, almost like it was really happening.  I only here this end of the conversation, but its almost like being there...ha ha.

Well that is my day, it didnt go to bad, and I will be glad when friday comes around as I get to work 8-4 on saturday, and usually have Sunday and Monday off.  I will get to count drawers again the rest of the week and my boss was to order my books for my management classes.  I will be glad when the classes are done and my title is finally made known to the rest of the store, as pretending is getting rather old.  I look forward to the day when they get the Humboldt store built and I can perhaps transfer there closer to my family but until then, I will do the best job I can here.

Well here it is June 26th, I have been at my new job for over a month now.  I would like to say its gone smoothly, but there have been some rough spots.  I am finally getting to know the people, but I guess I still feel a little like the odd man out.  I believe things go faster when you get along well with your co-workers, and most of these people are more interested in what they are wearing on their date that particular night, or how cute the guy behind the counter is.  I believe there are over 70 people employed there, and this morning I counted the ones over 40 on 1 1/2 hands...ha. 

There is one man, that is a retired policeman, he stands upright with a Sgt. Schultz (Hogans Heroes) stance.  He likes to bark orders, hey girl go get this, hey young lady go get that, and lets not forget the ever popular excuse me hon.  Now if you know me at all, you will know these little nick names really really grate on my nerves. He insisted one day that I have a name tag, and although one was not given to me by the store manager the day I started this man took it upon himself to make sure I was wearing one, so now it leads me to believe he is either terribly senile, or cant read because I have yet to hear him call me by my name.  His wife on the other hand, has to be a saint because she is a very nice woman, a retired school teacher, which tells me she has more patience than she knows what to do with, and has to have to be married to this man.  We have such a colorful array of people that I work with, from the recovering drug and alcohol addicts to the teenagers that suffer from ADHD.  Then you have the ones who are obviously in abusive relationships as they show up with bruises and black eyes.  I look around and wonder is it me?? or do I appear to be the most normal person here. HA, and then there are days I really think I am the one who is flakey and the rest are normal. 

Most days go fairly well, others seem to drag and I wonder if they will ever end.  There is the daily regulars that come for their morning and afternoon coffee, who will sit for hours and just chat, you will see them several times a day, and I hope that when I am their age, I have more ambition and drive to do more than sit in a restaraunt drinking coffee all day, but then there are some I think are happy to just be out in public sharing conversation with people. 

Today is my day off, now I work the next 5 days, and hopefully will have Sunday and Monday off again. One day off just doesnt seem like enough to regroup and recoup before going back to work again.  I took this job because I got a better offer, but there are days I wonder if I am perhaps not as physically able as I used to be, and thats a bit of a hard thing to admit too, but I needed a job, and because of financial circumstances I had to go for the money, so I have made my bed, and will see it through. 

I miss the days of adult conversation while at work, the understanding friends I could share daily experiences with and also share theirs.  I miss the Suzy stories and looking forward to going to work because I knew friends would be there to help make the days go faster.  So now I just go to work, do my job, listen to the Tony the Tiger song, sung by one of the shift managers, and once in awhile answer a trivia question they are trying to answer.  One man calls me the lady that never talks, but I am not checking out the guy/girl behind the counter, or telling of my night out the night before and how much alcohol I consumed, so there isnt much for me to talk about. 

I have to wonder if I have outgrown this type of job, or if I am just outnumbered and this is going to be life in any job.  So my question today is.....Is there life out there?

Well I am on day three of the new job.  Its been an interesting couple of months...I went from having no job, to having two jobs and having to pick which one I wanted to take.  I was offered the assistant mangers position with Dollar General, with the intent of being trained as store manager and moving to my own store within 2 1/2 months.  Then after that offer came a call from the District manger of McDonalds, who said, come chew the fat with me and I will see if I can make you a better offer...so there I was...did I want to do retail or fast food, both of which I enjoy doing.  I went and met with the manager from McDonalds and he was so pleasant and easy to talk to, and explained what he had to offer, it was assistant  manager, with many opportunities for growth, AND the possibility of eventually moving closer to my family and getting out of this town. He offered me more money which is always nice and better opportunities,  SO needless to say, I took the job with McDonalds and started on the 23rd.  I have worked as a shift manager for McDonalds in the past so its just a matter of getting a refresher course...BUT...the kicker is.....for the first 30 days...everyone thinks I am just training as a shift manager, because he wants them to get to know me for me, and not hate me right away because he hired off the street instead of giving the job to one of the other shift  managers that think they are qualified to be assistant manager.  So I am getting the royal treatment from the shift managers who have no idea that soon I will be their supervisor...ha  So we are on the countdown....three down 27 to go...ha ha.  I like the job...but my poor feet, I have to get used to being on my feet for nine hours a day again, and hoping its soon. 

Its exciting to have a new direction, and a new outlook on things. I like working with people and seeing new faces as well as old friends.  I have come full circle, I was fortunate enough to not have to work when my kids were younger...my ex husband and I were self employed and I was home for my kids, but when I did finally go back into the work force, McDonalds was the first job I had in Broken Bow Nebraska, it was a whole new experience for me, but I enjoyed it, and now here I am 7 years later, right back where I started. If I had stayed with McDonalds in the first place, I imagine I would have missed alot.  I would not have met alot of the people I have met or had some of the experiences I have had, some good, some not so good, but still all interesting for sure.  There are bits and pieces of each job I have had that I have taken with me, and feel that it has all made me a better person, and have learned from mistakes and know my own strengths better.

No job is ever worth your self respect, or your integrity.  Stand up for what you believe in, and never let them intimidate you or make you feel worthless.  If you make a mistake, take credit for it, and move on.  No employer has the right to make you feel inadequate.  Its a mad mad world out there, but someone has to be the zoo keeper, and believe me there are many more animals than keepers, and they would rather chew you up and spit you out than be kind.  Theres my lesson for the day. 

I hope to update more often now...cause if I dont Rick will be on me like flies on honey.  HA HA. 

Good morning all, yes its actually me updating THREE times in one week, arent you impressed? ha.  The week has been going pretty well, I have been in better spirits and things are going fairly smooth.  Went and had lunch with a friend yesterday to just get out of the house for a bit, and I have come to the conclusion that we really need to do something like that at least once a week, just to see other faces and get out of the house.

Talked to my son yesterday, he is feeling better, and sounds much perkier than he has since Jan. when his friend was killed.  I find myself still going to the website set up for the friend, its a wonderful site where people can write to the person who has been killed, leave notes to the family, or just write memories they have that they would like to share with others.  Its still hard to believe when I look at the pictures that this boy is gone.  I dont know why it seems to linger with me, he was such a good person, loved by many, and missed by hundreds.  It just doesnt seem fair that this boy was taken away at such a young age, with so much life ahead of him. 

I had a bit of encouragment yesterday, I received a phone call from a job I had applied for on Monster.com.  It was a 3 minute phone screening, but the woman told me the next step would be either a phone or face to face interview with the hiring manager.  I would really like to have this job, and I think I could do a great job for them.  Its only part time, but with Ebay, I really dont want to go back to work full time, and this job would be ideal, so cross your fingers, and say a little prayer that I receive the call for the second phase.

I sure wish my sleeping habits would improve.  I am not staying up all night any longer, but I am going to bed at 9 or so, and waking up at 4:30 for some reason, and its getting a little old.  As I sit here at four or five in the morning I am always reminded of the story the Night Before Christmas because not a creature is stirring, oh, except me. 

We are to have rain and thunderstorms today, I like spring, but for as long as I can remember I have been terrified of severe storms.  My heart races, and I have even had panic attacks just knowing that the weather could get bad.  The weather channel says out of the next 7 days, Sat. is the only day that it is not suppose to rain, so guess I should get used to it.  I like a light rain, but keep the severe storms away from me.

Well, I have tons to do today, and it seems I have more ambition in the mornings, so I best get busy while I still can.  Hope all is well with everyone, and I will update again soon.  Wish me luck with the phone interview.

I think I have established in the past how I dislike Mondays, but the funny thing is, now that I am not working, Mondays seem just like any other day.  For me  all my days seem to run together.  As much as I hate to admit it, I have to even ask from time to time what day it really is.  Its funny how things work. 

Yesterday, I made an entry explaining how I have been feeling for the past few months.  I dont like to harp on a topic, but I really feel that depression is something not to be taken lightly.  Why is it that some people can handle things better than others? I have always thought of myself as a strong person, but when life hands me lemons, I have no clue how to make lemonade. 

Until yesterday, I have not really admitted to anyone how low I really feel.  I have made comments to some, but when I saw it in writting it seemed to have a whole new meaning to me.  Why do I let people or situations get to me? Why do I let them make me feel insignificant or lower my self esteem.  Does it really matter what other people think? 

I guess what bothers me most is not being able to make it from month to month without having to worry.  I didnt grow up rich, and we struggled to make ends meet. We ate a lot of hot dogs and hamburgers, and we never went hungry.  So why now does it bother me that we are struggling to make it.  I have worked very hard the past 7 years to try to make things better for myself and my husband, only to be kicked down.  Ok, so we dont live in a palace or showplace, but my home is paid for, everything we have I worked hard to get. So why now am I feeling like a failure.  Maybe its because even though we struggled when I was growing up, I always knew mom would take care of us, I always knew I was ok.  Now I am 45 years old, no jobs in sight, wondering how our monthly bills are to be paid, and I have no one to really let me know that things will be ok, I dont have that safety net, and its a scarey feeling. 

I never worked when I was married to my first two husbands, I stayed home with the kids the first marriage, and my second husband and I dealt in antiques and collectibles to make a living. So the first real job I had was when I started working for McDonalds as a shift manager in Nebraska a little over 7 years ago.  I have to admit, it was a completely different ballgame for me. When I moved back from Nebraska to Iowa, I went to work for McDonalds here in the town where I live, it didnt last long as things were very strange at that time, and I had just met my husband, but in thinking back, I guess I just expected him to take care of me, as the first two husbands had.  Now 7 years later, I find myself feeling alone and carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. I am the worrier, I am the one who has to worry how the bills are going to get paid, or the one that has to worry how we are going to make it, and frankly its a job that I dont do well, but my husband just doesnt seem to worry about anything.  Why you might ask? because he is now the one that has the safety net, the one that knows someone will take care of things, the one that knows that somehow, even if its hot dogs or hamburgers, there will always be food on the table, and I am the one that has to make him feel safe, and secure, but as each day passes, I find it harder and harder to do. I want to scream out HEY YOUR SUPPOSE to make ME feel safe, YOUR suppose to take the worrys away, but it doesnt happen. 

So today, I am going to try to take the first step forward since December, I am going to call about a job I have seen in the newspaper and see what happens.  In some ways I feel as though its a step backwards, but in others, it will help pay the bills and take some of the worrying away.  I can either sit here waiting for someone to take care of me, OR I can find the motivation to get out there and take care of myself. 

So wish me luck, if today doesnt pan out, then there is always tomorrow, but sitting here complaining and worrying isnt going to change a thing, I am the only one that can decide what kind of life I am going to have or what kind of day its going to be, and today I think will be a good day.  We will see what happens tomorrow.

Have you heard someone say that they have the blues? or have just been a little blue lately? Well your in the right spot to learn about the blues.  I seem to be an expert on the blues lately.  I like to call it the blues because saying I am depressed sounds so pitiful.  I have been suffering from the blues now for a few months, the old woe is me, pity party blues.  I make fun of it, cause I have to, but in all actuality its not funny.  I haven't felt like myself at all.  I spend countless hours sleeping, or hiding under the blankets as I like to think of it. Hiding from the world, my friends, my family and when I can, even my husband.  Why you ask? Well lately the world just seems to overwhelming for me to deal with. 

As we all know I lost my job back in December.  I did pretty well the first few weeks, but as time went on, I grew more and more withdrawn. I didn't want to leave the house, I even asked friends to take my husband to town so I wouldn't have to get dressed or get out.  I found myself staying up all night and sleeping all day.  Then I was bummed because I had slept the day away, can't win for losing here.  What do you do when you just don't have the energy to even get out of bed.  Its a cycle of feeling sorry for yourself, sleeping and feeling sorry for yourself again.  This has gone on now for almost 3 months, and lately I have been trying to kick myself in the behind to get some motivation back, some energy, some ambition some will to move forward.

When I was first unemployed, I filed for unemployment, and at that time was awarded payments every two weeks, of course the company appealed it, and a week ago, had a hearing to determine if I should continue to receive benefits or not, they said it would take two weeks to receive a decision, well it didnt, I received a notice one week later saying they had reversed their decision, and were withdrawing my benefits.  So here I sit, no jobs in sight, no unemployment benefits and wondering how we are going to make it, as if I wasn't already down enough.  Why is it that life just seems to keep kicking you in the rump, and having no compassion even when you are already at the end of your rope. 

I hear people complaining about how they are going to make ends meet, they have jobs, they have savings, they have a roof over their heads and food on their table and yet they are NOT happy, and it angers me.  Let these people walk a mile in my shoes, maybe then they would be thankful for what they have and quit complaining about life. 

I am back on my medication now and I do believe its helping, although my sleeping schedule is still messed up, as its 4 in the morning and I am up and wide awake, I am not feeling as lost and hopeless as I was.  I am finding a little more motivation to go forward, and have started checking the job market daily to see if there is anything out there, which usually there isnt.  Its depressing when you look and there is nothing to be found.  Life has to move forward, and I have put my faith in the good Lord to help me through. There is a song I have found that seems to be my new theme song. 

Just Might Make Me Believe

I got miles of trouble, speading far and wide

Bills on the table, getting higher and higher,

they just keep on comin, there aint no end in sight

I'm just holdin on tight.

I've got someone who loves me, more than words can say

And I'm thankful for that, each and every day

And if I count all my blessings, I get a smile on my face

Still its hard to find faith.

But if you can look in my eyes, and tell me we'll be alright

If you promise never to leave, you just might make me believe.

Its just day to day, tryin to make ends meet

What I would give for an address, out on easy street.

I need a deep margarita to help me unwind,

Leave my troubles behind...

But if you can look in my eyes, and tell me we'll be alright,

If you promise never to leave, you just might make me believe.

I used to believe in us, when times got rough,

But lately I'm afraid that even Love is not enough.....

But if you can look in my eyes, and tell me we'll be alright,

If you promise never to leave, you just might make me,

Oh you just might make me, You just might make me believe!

So if your feeling like you've got the blues, or like your world is falling apart, talk to someone, let them know your feelings, dont hold everything inside, cause they just might make you believe too.

Hi all yes its really me...updating....Figured if Calypso could I better follow before I hear it from her...ha  I don't know why I don't update more often, it's not like I have a life or anything. My days consist of getting up, having my morning coffee, checking my Ebay sales, having lunch, checking my Ebay sales, having dinner, checking my Ebay sales and going to bed...ha Sounds pretty fullfilling huh?? 

However today is different...Me and Miss Clarol had a LONG needed date. I talked to Ter on the phone for awhile, and we are going to my dads for dinner and to visit with him tonight.   I can't even remember the last time I was to my dads house. Its been many many years so will be different to see the home where I spent the first 13 years of my life.  I also cant remember the last time I was out later than 7 o'clock...ha 

Have been spending alot of time trying to learn a new song, I will be singing at an event and have to learn this song, and OH BOY...I play it over and over, I am sure the hubby is getting tired of hearing it, as well as the neighbors but the dogs seem to like it.  They dont really understand, its different from my regular talking, but yet it somehow throws them off their game, they sit and stare at me, Simon will jump into my lap as though to say I am here if you are in pain.  On the otherhand I could sing Happy Birthday to them, and they think something is wrong. 

Not much else is new here....My son is feeling better after being put on meds for colitis, thank goodess. He has sure had a rough couple of months and I am hoping that things finally settle down a little bit for him, afterall he is getting married in October.  My future daughter in law already calls me mom, so I am gaining the daughter I never had, she is a great girl and I look forward to welcoming her into our family.  She already knows we are all nuts so that helps. 

My mom and step dad left for Texas yesterday, she called me from Muskogie Oklahoma singing I am proud to be an okey from Muskogie, and today I was blessed with Cross the Bravos at Waco....so they are almost there...lol  What a nut.

Well enough for now...I will try harder to update on a regular basis I will fit it in between eating and Ebay somewhere..I am sure I can do it if I try...

Have a great day