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As the eclipse of August 21, 2017 approaches…

I had to find a reason to write about the eclipse because this topic has been so popular. At first I was a little bit against the ‘hype’ around the eclipse. I was like hmmm, why is this so prominent.

Of course I know why, Scientifically. However, this has been over the top. Hold on!!! Don’t get mad because of my last statement, I have changed my toon, DRASTICALLY. This eclipse has boosted the economy for many who would probably never see such a spike/increase again in their careers. It has also and continues to bring people together in a more positive perspective which is better than the most recent horrific reports about politics in general. I mean even the comedians forgot how to be funny because they have been so focused on the frustrations of politics. However, this eclipse has created a bridge of united we stand, come together, hold my hand and let us be one. Not the divided, sickening, negative emotions separating brothers and sisters, but a sense of belonging, caring, sharing and uniting in awe of a magnificent phenomena!

For that Solar Eclipse of 2017, I thank you, for a short time frame our nation will be in awe of togetherness and Historical Science in the making.

On Solar Eclipse Eve bring on the night!

Livelove

If you stir poop with a stick does it smell worse?

The answer to my question is pretty obvious. Yes, a pile of resting cow manure, if stirred even the slightest, can smell up an entire area! Why does it matter? It really doesn’t however, it is good to know.

Life is similar to this. I realize sometimes, open discussion is the only way to heal. However, to stand and stir the pile to say you enjoy the aroma is ludicrous. When in a healing mode, get in patch the wound to allow it to heal on its own, then get out! Try not to stay in the smelly area and continue to stir and dig deeper, the outcome will not smell like roses, I promise.

When you are living in the midst of a pile of manure, you do not want to stay there do you? Also, haven’t we established that learning from the past is all you can do? You can not alter or change what has already been done, can you?

If you agreed with the above questions then put your stick down, right now! Change your conversations to exciting upcoming events, planning new adventures and creating a happier paradigm. Let the healing continue in the background.

To wrap it up! The more you stir poop the worse it smells. Let the decomposers do their job and you go ahead and create a better smelling future.

Movie Kind of Weekend

As I curl up to watch one of my all time favorite movies Bruce Almighty! It becomes clear it is a perfect analogy of you get what you ask for. Think about it there are only two rules 1. You can’t tell anyone you are God and trust me you don’t want that attention. 2. Can’t mess with Free Will And he responds with can I ask Why? God responds with, yes you can ask why, that’s the beauty of it!

The next few scenes are exact demonstrations of the law of attraction, everything he asked or anything anyone else asked for, they received. If they were not goal setting they could be aimlessly controlled. Jim Carrey in his character Bruce Almighty, shows us how simplistic life can be and joyous. But just like we can not truly control all the choices our children will make neither can God (was one of their messages). Therefore, our only choice is to set goals that make us happy and create the emotional attachment we desire. They even utilize funny, blaten symbolism to show how silly we are because we constantly have signs showing us the BEST path for us. Yet, we choose to say, “Oh no, I don’t need any help or I couldn’t deserve that good of a life or to be that happy.”

How many times can you remember making a choice you didn’t feel good about and it turned out to be a disaster? Or a decision that felt so right for you and even though some people questioned you, you knew like you knew. No matter what when you made that decision you knew it was right for you. Guess what? It turned out perfect or even better than you expected, didn’t it?

It’s because you made a decision on how you feel, it made you feel happy.

I have written it before and I will write it again and again and again….

Life is meant to live to feel good, be happy, enjoy, experience, fulfillment and much more. Set your goals and then enjoy the journey. The events along your road to success are fun and extraordinary.

Livelove

‘Be Happy’

Deez Butts Bar-B-Que

Along the side of interstate 65 South, there is a marvelous sign advertising one of the world’s most awesome flea markets! Not sure what exit, but I know it is in Shepherdsville Kentucky. As we traveled to Bowling Green for a family reunion, last Saturday a new sign caught my eye. Dee’s Butt BBQ. It was adorable.

Of course, I must provide you with a scene: I am driving down the interstate, on a time line, mom is in the passenger’s seat. We are chit chatting back and forth. She is making fun of me for being Ms. Social Butterfly in Dollar Store and appears to be fretting over the time frame because we are supposed to be at the reunion by 1 o’clock, their time. She hasn’t told me she is worried, but I know. However, I had planned accordingly and was confident we would arrive promptly at 1.

Then it happened once again! I saw the sign of the cute pig, with her back to us and it was advertising some of the best BBQ in the area. The first sign I ignored. Then the second sign appeared and I believe there was a third, but secretly I might have made that up! My body was screaming BBQ, my mind was saying, “Do it. Turn off. You have time. Enjoy the journey if BBQ is what you want, stop and pick it up.”

I decided to make myself almost nauseated so I had an excuse! Finally, the exit was coming up…what do I do? My palms are sweaty, my stomach is burning for fear of what mommy is going to do or say. I knew I was about to upset her. I Weave in and out of traffic, Oh know a trucker has pulled between me and the exit! Oh forget it, I will eat at the reunion. I dropped my head and just kept listening. It’s okay I know we need to arrive on time. Truthfully, I didn’t need any BBQ anyways. (Keep reading I will tell you about my infatuation with BBQ and why I think I have it!) I was sad, but it’s okay maybe next time!

PSYCHE! Are you kidding me? If you have read anything I have written lately, you will know I miss nothing that is fun and adventurous! Yes, a truck did pull between me and the glorious BBQ! However, I checked behind me, braked, zipped over and shew I made it!!! Now, where is that BBQ?

In her mind, my mother was freaking out, but I reassured her, we would arrive at the family reunion no later than 1 o’clock!

We drove down the road a bit, searching for Dee’s. I must admit I was becoming concerned! What if I don’t find it, I should have stuck to the course. Then the arrow appeared this way to BBQ! Oh no!!!!! It is at the Flea Market! We drove in the gigantic parking lot, booths everywhere, people shopping, signs of corn dogs, fresh veggies and lemon shake-ups, but no BBQ. Finally, someone pointed to the building and told me it was inside. Left mom in the car and I was on the hunt. Funniest thing ever! When I walked in and requested more specific directions, it was on the opposite end of the building. When I finally reached destination Dee’s Butts, a line of twenty people or more were standing there just as excited as me. I will admit I almost turned around, but my heart kept saying no you deserve this, you have come too far, a little wait will not hurt you.

The line moved pretty quickly and I was up to order. I picked it up and went as fast as I could to the car. We stopped at a gas station and gobbled it up. As for the BBQ, it was good. I would definitely recommend Deez Butts Bar-B-Que,  in Shepherdsville Kentucky.

You see, it wasn’t all about the BBQ. It was more about the feeling attached to wandering off the course. Yes, I will admit these BBQ cravings have become hilarious since I broke my leg. I don’t know if my body is craving the protein, for healing or if it is something else. However, I now love BBQ and I love to stop, chase down a stand and enjoy the feeling of hmmm…let’s call it Big Butts BBQ. I love the adventure, I love to taste it and savor it.

We arrived at ten till one and everyone was happy to see us. It turned out to be a magnificent day visiting with family, eating more food and being together. (The BBQ was a precursor to how amazing our trip was going to be!)

If it is BBQ or canoeing it doesn’t really matter what brings you joy, but if you want more joy then do more of whatever it is. There are many paths to take in life, the greatest part is you get to choose when to change paths or want to continue on. Live to be happy!!! You deserve it.

Livelove

Oh My Goodness! It keeps getting better and better!

Have you ever been working on something and as it continues to unfold it gets better and better? Me too!! I can barely contain myself. I feel excited, happy, understanding and amazed about my new program/campaign.

You see the ideas in my head are exploding with love for you! My business Livelove is coming to fruition in an accelerated manner. This new company will offer you unique gifts, hypnosis, Angel Card readings, how too videos, life coaching and much more. It is like a smorgasbord or buffet of the finest foods in life! Except it’s not food, but rather opportunities for you to find your own happiness.

Under the same umbrella of Livelove is my ‘Be Happy’ campaign. This portion excites me the most of all!!! Just writing about it creates a feeling of ecstatic!!! I am enjoying the journey of writing it and learning. I just can’t wait to share this information with you. It is going to be fun, fun, fun, fun ,fun!!!!!! You won’t want to miss us when we are in a city near you! Why? Because this is like nothing you have ever seen before. EVER!

Some will attend to learn about having a more fulfilling life, full of joy, bliss and fun. Yet, others will come to have the experience of FUN.

I am so excited to have been chosen to provide you with this message.

Until then enjoy. Live each day like it is your last. Laugh at controversy, laugh at life. Love all those who come into your life, we are all spiritually connected. My wish for you today is to ‘Be Happy!’

I will keep you posted on upcoming events and when the most amazing online store will be abailable to purchase. (Idk about most amazing, but the products are pretty neat!).

Livelove

Has it been eighteen years ago? What year is it? 2017?

It was just like yesterday!!! March sixteenth 1999…the band Yellow 5 was playing at the Toy Tiger. What an event! It hadn’t been the first time they played there, but was definitely one of the most important. There was a company there to sign, who? Yes, our little hometown band, they were on their way to being FAMOUS!!!!!! However, guess who was in labor at about six o’clock in the morning and Eric was to leave to pursue stardum at one  pm. Not good timing to say the least! But what an adventure.

The contractions would play with us all day. Become closer together then subside. I had decided they were probably a false alarm. However, he was over due, so we were on alert. I will never forget the moment when I called the doctor, explained my contractions and said, “If it would be okay, could I hold off until after midnight, to check in to the hospital?”

After a long pause, which seemed like an eternity, she chuckled and said, “Teena, I don’t think you get to choose that, but since this is your third child, you will know when to get here.”

My thoughts were you do not know me very well, but okay.

As the minutes ticked and clumped into hours my labor proceeded to get worse. Now a solid ten minutes a part and not stopping. They were consistent. It was now 12:45 and my honey was becoming anxious. Then he did the sweetest thing, he got down on both knees planted a big kiss on my huge, tight, belly button protruding, in labor, pregnant stomach and said, “Little buddy I love you, you know I do…but truthfully I am begging you to hold off one night.”

At that moment my little heart melted. Awe how freaking sweet is he for saying that. IF YOU BELIEVE THAT I HAVE SOME PROPERTY FOR SALE, IT ONLY HOLDS A LITTLE WATER!!!! LOLOLOL

What happened next…Let’s just let it be known my huge, rolly, polly, extreme pain came out and I began to say not such nice things to him. But hey who wants to recall the negative so let’s move on!.

Anyways, he went on to the gig and said, “I will be there, if you have to go to the hospital.”

I guess I would deal with whatever happened.

It was around nine o’clock my mom and her boyfriend insisted on driving me (thank goodness because I was going no matter what). As we merged on to the interstate I began to have pretty severe contractions. I had bought a brand new outfit for the gig, attempting to look as beautiful as possible weighing in at too much to post!

As we pass the exit to the hospital I recall Jon yelling, “Pull off! Charlene pull off! This is ridiculous!”

“No you better not pull off I won’t get out. I will make it! Just keep rolling the gig is about ready to begin. We can make it, go go go!”

Mom just pushed the petal to the metal and we were sitting in the Toy Tiger parking lot. Black makeup was pouring down my face, making me look like I was a pregnant zombie (wonder if that was foreshadowing for the Nuelydedz).

I fixed my face and rolled out of the car, literally I rolled. As I waddled closer to the door I saw a black man covering the doorway almost like he was waiting on me to say, “You are not coming in here little mama.”

As I got closer and closer I realized it was our good friend, the bouncer, Mo. I grinned as my head rolled back so I could look him in the eye or at least close enough. I am still hurting and I said, “Hey Mo it’s me with Yellow 5 I am just not feeling well.”

“Nope you do not need to be in here. You need to turn around and go back home.”

As if some kind of demon took over my body I lowered my head for a second, probably because I was having a pain. Then looked back up and in a scary voice said, “Mo! I have been through hell and back today so could you please move over and let me through!!!!!”

If you knew him you would know he never budged for anyone. He was one of the best bouncers in the world. However, thank goodness he felt sorry for me. He stepped a side and even found me a table close to the back so I could watch, but could exit quickly, if needed.

We had about fifteen minutes to spare so I sat down. Eric appeared to be happy to see me, he might have been afraid of me, but he played it off well. I am just kidding! If you know either of us very well, you know we don’t stay mad for very long at all.

The lights went dim, silence filled the room for a split second and when the stage lit up Eric Drake raised his drum sticks and hit the first lick…it stopped! What? Yes, my labor pains stopped almost simultaneously. I don’t mean I had a little pain, then they stopped. In fact I would push back and forth a few times just so he would kick my hand. Once I knew he was fine we went on together, enjoying the gig. The night seemed to end quickly and I was home, curled up in bed before I knew it. Still no pain, achey feeling just little ole pregnant me, like nothing happened.

Next morning March 17, 1999 appeared to be an average morning. Eric went on to work and I got the girls ready for school. Around 1:00 I told my mother and brother n law I didn’t feel well. Therefore, I was going to take a bath. My mom was pacing back and forth. She knew I was acting funny, so she called Eric to come home early. When he walked in the bathroom to check on me I stood up in the bathtub said, “Honey, I don’t feel very good!”

His face was worth this entire story! He first turned white, then he began to raise his voice…never looking me in the eye. Only to stare at my belly like there was an alien peaking out of my belly button. When I asked him what is wrong?

He looked at my belly and calmly said, “Get dressed, we are going to the hospital.”

Then it happened. I looked down to see what he was so freaked out about. I am not kidding you when I say it was something like a phenomenon. My gigantic, stretched out, pregnant belly had sank to a small dodge ball size. It literally looked like somebody told Nicholas to jump into a too small of a container and scrunch altogether, to ensure  this delivery is a quick process. You will be out of here before you know it. I began to panic. I yelled for my mommy and she came running. All she could do was hand me clothes in a frantic manner. After I was dressed the girls were quickly loading into our gold colored MPV mini van and we were off. By this time the contractions had begun! We were at five minutes apart and holding. We drove the girls across the Milton/Madison bridge only to hand over the girls to my daddy and step-mom. It looked alot like a three ring circus: I am screaming, off and on, hanging on the ‘Oh Shit’ handle. The side door oppisite of their front door flies open as if a rocket is going to shoot out and strike their next door neighbors. Out jumps Darion and Ashby. Ashby is screaming, “NO! I want to go with you please don’t leave me here. I don’t want to get out,” while she is pushing her meemaw and daddy away with her chubby little hands and almost leaping back and forth to keep from being caught, but she was too little to escape boh of them.

Not to mention her daddy was screaming, “ASHBY!” at the top of his lungs.

Now the kids are delivered and we are racing down the road with flashers on and me still halfway standing up screaming every THREE MINUTES NOW. My mother had decided we were going to deliver him in the van.

Once we arrived at the hospital my best friend Teresa Kidwell was waiting on me and we all just knew this was going to be fifteen minutes until Mr. Prince Charming Nicholas Drake would bless us with his presence. Nope, Nope Nope…my sweet little nurse Wendy Hines (one of the best nurses in the world), began prepping me for delivery, doctor was quickly behind too late for an epideral and BOOM he was scooting on down the chute…but abruptly came to a halt. Why? Because he was ten pounds nine ounces that’s why! My body said sorry call me tomorrow because I don’t know how we will ever get this one out of here.

His shoulders were stuck. That is the final answer. After a few hours we had to make a decision; his collar bone would have to be broke. They did it and finally he was here.

My grandmother was alive then. I am always so grateful that he grew up knowing her. They had a unique bond. I would go to the house after working all day and say, “Baw Baw how did you and Nicholas get along today?” (She wanted to watch him when he was about three a couple of days a week, to keep from being lonely).

She would reply with, “Well, Teena I guess we got along okay. Who are you talking about? Nicholas? Oh yes he is so quiet I almost forgot I had him.”

Ummmm I think that should have been my sign but he was fine! Some people might get offended by me making a joke about my grandmothers dementia, but until you have lived through it, you can not understand! If you didn’t laugh about it you would lose your mind!

Anyways I had a beautiful ten pound nine ounce little boy on March seventeenth nineteen ninety nine. He has brought each of us joy on a regular basis and I can’t believe how fast the years have flown by. We have good, bad, fun, snuggle, adventurous, heartbreaking, puzzling and most of all loving times and I am looking forward to many more. He has never fit in a mold or been the type to follow a crowd. He has a kind heart; magnificient musical talent among other talents. He has been my rock the past four months, while I haven’t been capable of many daily duties. I thank God for Nicholas Ryan Drake on a daily basis. I love you buddy! Happy Birthday!

May my stories relate to you, make you laugh, help you heal, entertain you, but most of all may they enrich your life in one way or another! God Bless Everyone!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Camden on the Lake Resort, Spa Yacht Club

Nestled deep into the woods; down a long curvy road is a beautiful resort entitled,  Camden on the Lake Resort, Spa, Yacht Club. Eric has a friend who is a part of the Yacht Club and invited us to visit. Our first weekend was perfect! The service was fabulous, excellent band, and great people. Our second visit was wonderful however, I have some suggestions for the resort to increase their ‘family’ appeal. Just keep reading I will explain later.

Before I continue I would like to thank Mike and Genece for allowing us to enjoy your beautiful small piece of heaven. You opened your Yacht to my family, fed us, entertained us and made us feel like family! Both of you are awesome.

Back to the resort. I would recommend Camden! It is a beautiful resort strategically placed in a cove that provides scenery  beyond belief! Unfortunately, I missed the sunrise both weekends because we were dancing until wee hours, in the morning. However, the sunsets are those which make you stop and think. They were layer upon layer of fascinating colors blended so perfectly that you were frozen with amazement, until the sun had completely set!

Camden offers a magnificent decor along with the amenities. A fire-place, glass shower with benches, microwave, refrigerator, sink, and a dishwasher. The patio served as a perfect spot to sip on morning coffee.Other, amenities are a swimming pool with a swim up bar, small game room,  jacuzzi, bar/grill, full restaurant on the top floor, an Aveda Spa and much more.

All of the employees are friendly and willing to help.

Of course when searching for a unique place to visit everyone wants to know, what is the cost? Here is one of the negatives. The first time we only spent a couple hundred a night. Not a bad price for such a beautiful resort. However, the second time the cost had almost tripled. Although, we were fortunate enough to have our friend receive a discount, due to his membership, but that is ridiculous! Therefore, if you decide you want to experience Camden on the Lake Resort, check the rates!

The drive from Kentucky was about seven hours, but a magnificent one! We briefly visited ‘Lake of the Ozark.’ It was full of small pubs, restaurants, unique stores, a beautiful dam and a car show in the middle of the street? Yes, you read it correctly. When we drove through this quaint little town a line from the beginning to end were automobiles. It was a car show and people were everywhere. Although it was slow-moving traffic I must say it was fun! Nicholas kept saying, “Slow Down! Oh look at that.”

He continued to talk about the car show the entire weekend! This is definitely something to look up and attend. If I had more time, I would have spent the entire evening walking the streets of the Lake of the Ozark’s town.

For those of you who love to travel with your family, I am unsure if this is the place for you. (Unless you have a yacht, there is not much for kids to do.) You might ask why I would make such a statement? Especially, if I loved this weekend getaway. There just didn’t seem to be enough for kids, I am mainly talking about teenagers. If they weren’t twenty-one they couldn’t go to the swimming pool across the cove. They couldn’t dance with us and it seemed that after 9:00 P.M. it was an ‘adult only’ scene.

I am not complaining. I had a wonderful time. Made some great new friends, enjoyed dancing, swimming and laughing. However, when we took our two teenagers they were bored. I met several new visitors and they said, “Camden lacked family activities. We have enjoyed it, but not sure if we will return.”

Therefore, I think the resort should advertise as a twenty-one and up vacation spot or provide some other activities. I am unsure what they could plan nor do I claim to be an expert at ‘fun time’ for kids.. I simply do not want to encourage families to visit somewhere, based on my opinion without knowing what to expect.

I think anyone who loves water, a beautiful setting, and needs to get away, Camden on the Lake is a perfect place. If you and your honey need to slip off by yourselves to snuggle or have a night filled with dancing and good people; this is a definite small slice of heaven, for adults.

Keep Reading my post!!! I have some tips about Kansas City Kansas 🙂

If you love to travel as much as I do, you will want to read my post I will provide you with the best sights to see, activities, and anything you may need to avoid!

Love,

Your Pinkologist!!!!

Beautiful picture of the lake!

Beautiful picture of the lake!

Sunset over the lake!

Sunset over the lake!