Throwback Thursday: Halloween 2006

In 2006 my friend Lindsey and I were working in the same department. Our whole customer service team decided to dress up for Halloween as a military unit.

We also both entered our pumpkins in the Pumpkin Carving Contest.

Lindsey made a devil pumpkin. How adorable!

I made an angel pumpkin.

I think our pumpkins really stood out because we carved, painted and added accessories!

Are you pimpin’ out your pumpkins this year?



Throwback Thursday: Love in Any Language

When I attended elementary school, we had an annual World’s Fair celebration for one week each year. During this celebration week, we would study other countries of the world including their customs, culture and even taste some of their delicacies. I remember one year we studied France and made Crêpes!

During the World’s Fair week we listened to a theme song each day played during the morning announcements.

I enjoyed the song so much that I sang it in our talent show in 4th grade. And each morning instead of the original song being played, the administrators played my version of it. They also played my version when I was in 5th grade.

The song was a little cheesy and the original singer was a little operatic, but I thought about the words to this song and I think our world and definitely the U. S. A. could use a reminder of the lyrics–right about now!

Basically the song says that although we all have differences, are hearts are the same. We need and want to receive and give love.

Regardless of our differences or political preference–let’s get back to what really matters in life: Love!

Mean and hateful people are usually people that need love most. So if you have some angry/bitter/hateful people in your lives right now, show them some love.

I can guarantee it will make a difference.

Love to you all!



Throwback Thursday: Every Penny Counts

Growing up I was critical of my mom for how “stingy” she was with her money. I did not really understand the value of a dollar and I felt like she was too much of a penny pincher.

As a young person I felt a little embarrassed at times when mom would brag about finding shoes or a shirt for $1.

But now, as an adult, I have actually become a lot like her in her thriftiness and I have really started to value every single penny that I have.

Today, I visited the newest Dollar Tree store near my job during my lunch break. Upon returning to work I almost shouted from the rooftop about how impressed I was with their $1 items. I have been to Dollar stores before with food, but this one was converted from a restaurant so with all the space they were able to have a huge refrigerated/freezer section including frozen veggies and low calorie frozen meals. I was in a hurry so I haven’t done a full shopping trip there yet, but I foresee an upcoming blog post in which I describe a meal made using only items purchased from the Dollar Tree.

FYI, in case you didn’t know, if you are in need of a bulk order from Dollar Tree, you can order through their online store as well here: Dollar Tree.

Today my light bulb went off–about my childhood feelings of resentment–so I would like to publicly apologize to my mother. I forgive you for ordering for me from McDonalds’, the cheapest thing they had on the menu, before there was a dollar menu!! And I love you and your thriftiness. It has come in handy!


P.S. I have not received any compensation for being hyped about the Dollar Tree, although I would welcome a gift card to there (Hint Hint Dollar Tree).

Post Script: My mom won’t read this public apology, but I will read it to her! LOL

Throwback Thursday: Difficult Moments

The purpose of my blog is to share pieces of me and life from my perspective.

Being raised in a Christian home and deciding to follow Christ myself was not always easy.

I had my rebellious moments and still do.

But as a believer, one commitment I made was to always give honor where it is due.

The throwback part of today’s story is about August 5, 2009. My life changed forever.

If you don’t know me personally, then you should understand why. Here is a link to what happened that day. I worked for the company in which this article is about.

Taylor Bean & Whitaker Closes

If you google, or search on you will find hundreds of articles about why the company closed.

Now, I’m not here to tell a sob story. But my purpose is to tell you why I’m blessed, happy and hopeful about today and my future.

After I lost my job, I was unemployed for over a year. I can’t explain why. I applied at jobs around the country. I went to interviews and I went back to college.

I received a lot of emotional support and even financial support from friends, family and my church. It was a horrible experience. Job loss is tragic. As a community, we all tried to come together and help each other have hope and faith.

Long story short, I lost my car to repossession. I even struggled to keep my phone turned on–which was essential to obtaining interviews for jobs.

Fast forward 3 years later and I have a job. I was still without a car, but I got rides from faithful, loyal and devoted friends, family and fellow church members.

I even swallowed my pride and rode the city bus 3 times. I was okay with it. People were nice. The bus was icey cool and it was $1.50 for a trip home. Most of the time when people would see me walking to the bus stop they would stop me and insist on giving me a ride. One of my customers would not take no for an answer and even though I was a little uneasy I accepted the offer. (Currently that former customer is serving a pretty long prison sentence for something to do with drugs–so you see why I was a little uneasy).

Today, 10/4/2012, things changed for me.

I am now the proud owner of a 2000 Jeep Grand Cherokee, Limited.

So this is where I give honor where honor is due.

To my God & Savior: I know throughout it all He took care of me. Even when I couldn’t comprehend the pain & frustration. He held my hand and kept me from losing my mind.

To my dear friend Jeff, who gave me a job. Words can’t convey my gratitude. So I’m making you a pie, right now, as I write this. “Chess Pie.” (I’ll share pics and the recipe on Tasty Tuesday.) Oh yeah, and thanks for hooking me up with a car. And an iPad. And basically if it wasn’t for you, I may be living in a ditch somewhere.

To my amazing family. Mom, Dad, Josie: Your support was unwavering and I know that you prayed for me so much.

Brandi (and sometimes Joe)–you drove me around. What can I say besides thank you? I honestly don’t know. And Brandi, you can finally start sleeping in when you don’t have work or school!!

To my financial supporters, I don’t want to say your names, but you know who you are. You blessed me with gifts to help me with bills and to buy groceries, gas, and gave me entertainment like dinner and movies.

To my friends. Oh my. Where do I start. Helen. Helen. Helen. You have helped me so much and have NEVER asked for anything in return. You have given me rides to church and home. You have gone out of your way COUNTLESS times. You filled a huge void when my sister & BFF’s moved. I honestly don’t know what I would do without you. You deal with me when I’m crazy fun and crazy pissed off. I love you!

My BFF’s who moved. Tash, John, Holly, Mare. I miss you like crazy and even though you aren’t here, every time I see you or talk to you it feels like we never skipped a beat.

And to the rest of my friends, family and pastors who have prayed for me, given me rides (especially Shaion & Sarah), helped me stay positive, believed in me, given encouraging words, listened to me vent, etc, THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART AND LUNGS AND MY BEING.

I know I can’t name every single person who has ever done a kind thing for me, but please know I appreciate you.

I love you all and I know that this is just the beginning of a new season for me.

And if you are not in your new season yet or you’re feeling discouraged, please know this. Yesterday I did not have a car. I had to depend on others if I needed a ride for groceries, personal items, CRAFT SUPPLIES, etc. The difference in me not having a car and now having a car, was ONE day. Things can change in ONE day. Keep holding on. Keep believing. And NEVER give up. This is just the beginning!

This is what I looked like after bawling my eyes out writing this….


Throwback Thursday: Fortune Teller

We talked about this throwback in a church group last night so I decided to write about it. I am sure there are other names for this kids game from back in the day but after I googled it, this is what came up: Fortune Teller.

I made one this morning based on memory alone and it came flooding back to me. I’m guessing I had to make a ton of these back in the day.

Here’s my latest version:


The question I asked it was: “Who am I going to marry?”

Here were my options:


Just in case you can’t see the writing: Shemar Moore, Matthew McConaughey, Vin Diesel and Channing Tatum.

Guess who I won? Vin Diesel.

If you wanna make one and you need some directions, here’s some online instructions:

Fortune Teller

There you go. Flashback to your past….do you remember the “fortune teller?” And can you still make it from memory?

Tomorrow’s Friday…have a great start to your weekend. 😉

Throwback Thursday: Favorite TV Show

The first TV show I can remember watching and loving was Knight Rider starring David Hasselhoff as the main character: Michael Knight. I remember watching it on Friday nights when I was in Kindergarten!

I loved the idea of a talking car– KITT– and I wanted one of my own–when I grew up!

When I was about 16 years old, I babysat two girls during the summer and part of our TV time that summer were replays of Knight Rider. I watched it like it was the first time watching it!

Of course the IMDb (Internet Movie Database) has a link with a description of the show here: Knight Rider.

I’m sure we all have different shows that made impressions as a youth. What was the first TV show that you were hooked on?




Throwback Thursday: Sounds

As long as I can remember, I have been sensitive to sound.

Many times I hear things that others can’t.

For example, if I’m in a quiet room, I can hear the tick-tock of a clock or a watch. And it bugs me.

My mother tells a story that, when I was a baby, I would start screaming for no apparent reason. Shortly after, the roar of a motorcycle speeding past would explain why I was so upset. Since my hearing was so sensitive, even then, the loud noise hurt my ears.

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