Wheeling or Bust!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This year will actually feel like Christmas. Me and the family are coming to Wheeling this year to celebrate the holiday. It's been three years since we have been there for Christmas, but things have kept us from getting up there. So I have been threatened by my Mother, that we have no choice. (It was a nice threat though)

So Friday we will make the trek to the Mountain state with three kids and a timeline to make. We only stop for diaper changes and gas. We eat in the SUV and have been blessed with two DVD players to keep the kids entertained.

My favorite part of the trip is when we go under the Arkansas border sign heading into Memphis. It's better than winning the Lottery, I grin from ear to ear, and Shannon hears my joy and screams. It's like the Steelers winning the super bowl, or the happiness of a prisoner leaving prison for the first time.

My 2nd favorite part of the trip is route 64 from Searcy to Memphis, (I actually hate thet part of the trip). I enjoy the name of the towns on that highway. We pass through Ebony, so I start doing my Stevie Wonder impression with my head swaying and my hands clapping. I start singing "Ebony and Ivory" which drives my wife nuts. Then we hit Earle, I sing "Earle had to die." It gives something to look forward too on that horrible Route 64. You either get stuck behind a Walmart truck or a huge tractor that takes up the whole stinkin road.

Of course I will complain about the gas prices and tell Shannon how greedy everybody is in the oil business and then I will blame it on "BUSH!"

When we hit Louisville me and Brayden will say "BOOOOOOOO!" because I don't like Louisville University. Then we hit Cincinnati and really let out the "BOO's" when we pass the Bengals stadium. Sorry Typo, "The BUNGLES!"

Our final leg of the trip is Columbus, we're CRANKY then. We think, should we stop at Aunt Myrna's or Missy's and stay the night. But we never do????? I "Man - Up." And make the trip all the way. Sounds like a fun trip, but to be home for awhile to see family and friends is worth it all. We'll see you all soon!

I DON'T LIKE THIS GIRL AT ALL!

This is a picture I enhanced of Tom Brady. Not a big fan of him at all. Especially the way he picked apart our Steeler defense tonight. What a GOON!

Don't worry Tommy yours is coming, we'll get you back in the playoffs, you guys are beatable!

Going Out Famous?

Going out Famous, HUH? Their famous alright! Their Satan's number one victims right now.

If you see a kid in the corner shying away from the party or the crowd we might want to make him or her feel welcomed. Or if you think you heard somebody talking about committing a horrible act of violence, we might want to report it to the authorities.

Society and neglectful parents are part of the reason for these acts of violence. Mental illness is a major part also. But the choices of these people who do them are their decisions.

A world of violence is what brings these people an easy and violent answer to their problems.

Whatever happened to the old knuckle sandwich? It's been replaced by an assault rifle that finishes the business quick. Weak are these individuals, people who wimped out of life and took innocent people with them. As a Christian I hope God will forgive them, but as a human being I hope they enjoy the eternal furnace.

Finding Your Assignment In Life

Did you ever wish you had somebody else's talent. I do all the time. I always think if I had this persons ability I could put it together with my talent and I would be successful like they are.

I wish I had talent like Thomas Kinkade. I can picture something like this painting in my mind, and think I could do it. But I can't draw at all, and normally most painters do sketch it before they paint it. Therefore I probably couldn't do it, but then again I have never tried.

I walked into one of Kinkade's galleries recently at a mall in Memphis, and I was in utter amazement. It was a comforting place to be. I just stared at all the beauty of his work, and spun around to each wall and was in my zone of art. Thinking to myself, if I had this mans talent I would be happy. But then I thought, I can't paint. My shoulders would ache from hurting both my rotator cuffs earlier in life and then my "A.D.D" would kick in and I would never finish it. So I just decided to let Thomas paint the nice pictures and I will do something else. I was jealous at first then I realized that is his calling and talent. That's what the sales lady told he said when she had a chance to meet him. He said God gave him the talent and he felt that it was his gift to share. He has his own race to run and complete and so do each of us.

I watch Joel Osteen from time to time and he always has something to say that hits home to me when I do watch. He is the only TV evangelist I would ever listen to. But he talked a few minutes ago about finding your talents and not being jealous of others. Staying in your zone at what your good at and leaving your comfort zone to to do something somebody else can.

He was saying so many of us look at other peoples talent and become jealous and try to be like them and we come to find out we were not meant to have the other persons talent.

We should build our own gifts that God has blessed us with and let others build their own. If we are a 1,000 dollar salesperson and the other person is a 20,000 dollar person, we should try to be the best thousand dollar person we can and cheer the 20,000 person on. Basically, use our gifts to the best we can and not try to live the other person's dream. Sounds like what Christ was saying all along, The servant is not greater than his master.

I often think when I write on this blog that my grammar should be better, but I write the way I speak. I'm not an English scholar I'm a West Virginian. So I will leave the good grammar to the English Geeks and I will write to the best of my ability.

Find your talents that God has given you and nurture them the best you can, and finish the race your were made to conquer and finish.

PITT- iful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm SICK !! I can't get this stupid game out of my mind. It's been an hour and I'm still fuming!

I HATE PITT!

I'm FUMED!

I'm DISGUSTED!

I'm TICKED!

I knew it was too good to be true!