Rapping the Rhyme

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I Can't Decide

I think my problem is indecisiveness. Or maybe it's procrastination.

I don't know. I can't decide!

No Chances

A man and his ever-nagging wife went on vacation to Jerusalem. While there, the wife passed away. The undertaker told the husband "You can have her buried here in the Holy Land for $150 or we can have her shipped back home for $5000."

The husband thought about it and told the undertaker he would have her shipped back home. The undertaker asked him "Why would you spend $5000 to have her shipped home when you could have a beautiful burial here and it would only cost $150?"

The husband replied, "Long ago a man named Jesus died here, was buried here and three days later arose from the dead. I just can't take that chance."

Figure It Out

Be sure and check out the post from Monday. It's underneath yesterdays post. I wish Blogger would fix certain things.

Just ask me...I'll help you figure it out.

Beware Men

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and be thoughtful in your gift giving.

Hit That Line....

Finally pictures.

In no particular order.

In no particular order because it's been so long since I've done pictures I have no idea how to move them in any type of order or move them for that matter.

Can anyone hook a sister up?

Anyone?

So here we go from the bee-hind order.

Fayetteville game against Troy.

On the way out of town Sunday morning we stopped by campus to see Lane's dorm. It was rainy and here are the best pics of my little lovelies at the stadium.

How is it to be so cool Carson?
This is the sign on the bathroom door of Lane's dorm.
Looking out of the window of Lane's hall. Good ole Uncle Mikey telling Lane stories about the brief time that he spent on campus...about the girls dorm next door - and how the boys would look into the girl's dorm. Nuff said. You can see Lane smiling!

The view from Lane's room.

Bud Walton arena.

Carson in all his coolness...again!

Aunt-ay Shannon and Unkie Mike

Lane and his dad, Kirk.

Chase chilling with the band. Tube to the left is a friend of his, Dustin Gilliland - an NP grad.

A fun weekend.

Oh NOW I see where he gets all his cool!!

Love this pic.

Lane on the jumbo-tron

4th from the front.

One the sidelines having fun.

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Lane on the jumbo-tron

Hit that line-Hit that line...

RDL

Razorback Drum Line

Kicking it...

Lane in the middle of the screen.

Long legged kid dancing.

Fun times!

Thanks Doug and Laura for hosting us.

This Season

What I am most thankful for in this season of thankfulness is this precious man.Roy Rufus Strange.
I've blogged about him before.
He's my 88 year old Pawpaw.
I am so incredibly thankful that he is my Pawpaw.
A very kind and gentle man.
(Although I've heard a story or 2 about him back in the day being a bit of a rounder.)
Over the last several months I've learned some things about my Pawpaw. I've heard many stories relayed by my Dad about my Pawpaw's military experience. He is a WWII veteran. A veteran who was shot in the back of the head by a German sniper. He wears a plate in the back of his head because of it. He was discharged in the 1940's with 100% disability. One year later without explanation his disability was knocked down to 50%. Over the last 13 or so months my Dad has made it his personal mission to see that my Pawpaw is given what's due him from the last 60 + years. He has run the gamut at the VA and has contacted our State Senators. Progress is being made in the right direction.
He was awarded 8 medals for his military service. One being the Bronze Star with another being the Purple Heart.

This makes me proud.

He worked hard to care for his 4 kids, my mother being one of those 4. He loved my Grannie.

Mutt, as he is affectionately known, is nearing the end of his time.

Won't you pray for him?

He is the last of my grandparents.

I love this man.