We got married in a fever....hotter than a pepper sprout!



A great love story....


We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout,
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out.
I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around,
Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson,
Look out Jackson town.

Well, go on down to Jackson; go ahead and wreck your health.
Go play your hand you big-talkin' man, make a big fool of yourself,
Yeah, go to Jackson; go comb your hair!
Honey, I'm gonna snowball Jackson.
See if I care.

When I breeze into that city, people gonna stoop and bow. (Hah!)
All them women gonna make me, teach 'em what they don't know how,
I'm goin' to Jackson, you turn-a loose-a my coat.
'Cos I'm goin' to Jackson.
"Goodbye," that's all she wrote.

But they'll laugh at you in Jackson, and I'll be dancin' on a Pony Keg.
They'll lead you 'round town like a scalded hound,
With your tail tucked between your legs,
Yeah, go to Jackson, you big-talkin' man.
And I'll be waitin' in Jackson, behind my Jaypan Fan,

Well now, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper Sprout,
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went.
I'm goin' to Jackson, and that's a fact.
Yeah, we're goin' to Jackson, ain't never comin' back.

Well, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout'
And we've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went...

Ramblings from the home front....

I was making Easter breakfast Sunday when I felt this big hug from behind and in front of me was this bouquet of flowers.  Jesse had arrived.  I was touched.  My youngest is learning how to make Mom happy.  He and I have come a long way in our relationship.  Forgiveness is the best part.  We are learning how to let the past go and enjoy our life today as it is.  He brought his best friend Reuben, who is like a brother to him and we ate a nice breakfast.  I than took him to the new place and he was happy for me.  Every room we went into he would yell "Helllllooooo".  He told me he was happy for me, and than in his lecturing voice he said, "Mom this place is special, no Baltimore slip-ups ok?"  That is his way of saying stay on the right path.  I love that child more than air itself. Always have, but for a period of time was to screwed up to feel it. 

Jason on the other hand is telling me that he is clean because he bought some Suboxone off the street, and now just needs to leave Baltimore and "maybe" stay with me until he gets on his feet.  Number one, I don't believe he is clean. Number two, Tina and I made an agreement that no kids are moving in unless Jesse lost his place.  She is still trying to get her son out on his own.  We both agree that we can't live with people we can't trust.  Jesse has never stole from me.  Jason has.  Tina's son is in the beginning stages of addiction.  He stole some of her pain meds and anxiety meds and she is really getting to the point of kicking him out.  My nephew is honest with me.  He told me he needs professional help.  Him and his mother are very co-dependent. He just started working at a convience store and I want to see how this works out. 

On another note, Jesse made a good point.  He said, "Mom rent a U-Haul and let me knock it out in one load."  I only have a bedroom worth of stuff.  Tina has a full house of furniture.  We were going to do it by loads in my pick-up truck,  but with the price of gas and stress on the boys moving everything I agree with him.  So I called U-Haul yesterday and it's only $39.99 for 24 hours as we are moving 7 minutes down the street. Plus, fuel and a refundable deposit.  So I think that is the best route to get everything out.  I have always been able to pack my life up in about 20 min.  I have now aquired a decent wardrobe, tv, laptop, nice knic-knaks and some pretty cool artwork.  The only thing I need now is a nice bed, or hell just a box-spring and mattress.  I have been sleeping on a cot since arriving in Pa.  So anyone out there who has an extra bed please let me know.  I don't think I can afford to buy one this month, but I will pay anyone who has an extra bed.  Just can't afford a brand new one.

So that is where I am at this lovely Tuesday.  Sunday is D-Day.  Here is a coffee toast to new beginnings and life getting as sweet as my coffee is.  Peace!

Insomnia Blues

That is where I am tonight.  Can't sleep and don't want to hit the Xanax bottle. I think it is the stress of getting this move done.  The rent check just cleared at the bank and I have the new house key on my ring. It's official.  I love the new place, but as usual change is scary to me, whether good or bad.  It's change.  I wonder why so many people are afraid of change?  I hear everyone mention that.  It's like being in a situation that you can take or leave, just being stagnant.  When an opportunity comes along to improve your quality of life you hem and haw.  Thankfully this change is being forced upon us, and I know it's for the best.  I am now officially broke, but my money all went for positive things.  There are so many things I want to get for the new place.  I can't wait for the yard sales to start.  One man's junk....

I just want to thank everyone who has been reading me for quite awhile and the newer folks who just started.  I value your comments and look forward to reading everyone's life journey's daily.  It makes me feel that I am not alone in my struggle to move forward in my life, no matter how many obstacles are thrown in the way.  So thank you everyone for all the support you have given me through the years.  It really does make a difference.  Be well and keep rowing that boat..You will reach your destiny soon enough.  Peace!

I hear the train a comin'

I woke up nice and early this morning.  I have a nice sense of peace.  Sometimes all it takes with me is the right song.  I am a huge Johnny Cash fan.  Folsom Prison was on my play list first thing.  Than, Jackson.  I am now happy.  It's the little things in life people.  Who knew?  I refuse to suffer and cry about my distraught life.  Angst is not my thing these days.  I don't do the "poor me thing".  Tina, sis-in-law is very proper in public, doesn't like to be seen without lipstick etc.  I now have corrupted her to where she now will drive to the corner store in her pajamas and slippers. She won't get out of the car yet, sends me in, but give me time, lol.  Since we both were married to brother's that died young, I am trying to explain to her that she is much stronger than she even knows.  I am still learning. I know that life is short, can end in the blink of an eye. So before my eye blink comes I have much to do.  Places to go and people to enjoy.  So if you wake up today feeling shitty and grouchy, put some good music on and tune out the negativity.  Savor the taste of your coffee/tea.  Be thankful that even though times are hard for alot of us, that you are wiping your bottom with real toilet paper instead of napkins from McDonald's.  Seriously.  I remember waking up without a dollar to my name, and it was my own stupidity that I was broke.  I learned my lessons.  I grab my joy however I can, kind of like sticking your tongue out to catch a snowflake.  Have a beautiful Saturday and when you are driving or walking turn the music up and it might just heal whatever ails you....Peace!

Pics of the new place

It's official.  We sign the lease and get the key on Monday.  That is a blessing as we have til the 13th to be out of here. This way we can load my pick-up and make trips instead of doing it all in one day.
The rent is $855 per month. This same home would rent for $1300 a month easy in Bmore.  It has 3 bedrooms, a finished hardwood floor attic/loft and a huge basement.  Here are some pics.....

This balcony is right off of the kitchen. The next pic is of the living room.  He just re-did all the hardwood floors!  Gorgeous!  I just can't believe that I found this place on Craigslist!  So here is a toast to (another) new beginnings and no longer renting a basement.  Tina and I joke that this is the widow's house.  God act's in mysterious ways...Tina is  the sister that I have never had.  We laugh, cry and fight just like real sisters.  I love her.  I have learned through her that secrets weigh heavy and that it is best just not to keep them from each other unless they are hurtful.  Accepting housewarming gifts, lol.....I told the landlord that we would like this to be our last move and he  seemed happy to have long term tenants.  So another toast to permanency! Peace!

Wash and Rinse!

Time to launder......MY KARMA!

Saturday

Yawn, stretch and coffee.  Saturday morning is here.  The household is asleep, even the dog.  I live for these minutes.  We went househunting and I discovered there are crappy neighborhoods here.  Dallastown and Red Lion are so quaint and cozy.  10 minutes away is York and the city.  We went to look at a house in that area.  It was like flashbacks from Baltimore.  The same decay and poverty that I left.  I have felt so insulated in my little neighborhood. My sis-in-law got scared and locked the car doors and rolled up the windows.  My skin is quite thicker, lol.   So we now know where we DON'T want to move to.  I made an appointment for Monday morning to look at a house in Red Lion that sounds like a winner.  Yes, Walking Man, I am getting good at this moving stuff, lol.  Hopefully this will be the FINAL move.  Home is important.  To see your memories and treasures on an end table or mantle gives you the sense that you are "Home".  The scents, flavors, laughter, and tears that flow through your house is like a nice, warm blanket.  Where I lay my head is my castle. My kingdom.  My home.  Peace and Happy Saturday!