I've been quiet on here, on twitter and on facebook. Been very busy with work. But honestly I have been out enjoying life again. I haven't felt good for about 2 years. Nothing really I could ever specifically complain about. I just was so tired after working all day that all I wanted to do was go home and rest. And the weekends I just stayed home. I did what housework I had to do, but that was it. I haven't socialized for a long time. Then something amazing happened! My son Cory started telling me about a new product he found. We bought some and he encouraged me to take it for at least a month. If it didn't help, I could get my money back. I know, you are all thinking...here goes another miracle juice or something crazy. Nope! It's a moleculule! This product replaces and repairs the molecules our bodies need to work correctly.
I have been taking it for 3 weeks now, and I can see my life ahead of me again. I look forward to the years ahead instead of dread them.
So, do yourself a favor! Go to Cory's web site and watch the videos. Order one month supply and wait for your life to change. If it doesn't, send the empty bottles back for a refund. http://corysmith.teamasea.com/
You can thank me later!!!
Sherry
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Friday, April 23, 2010
Another day in Paradise aka my Liquor Problems!
I like to drink on Friday nights. I have passed the legal drinking age several times. I have raised 3 boys, and for the most part take care of myself. It seems like an innocent enough past time. But since moving to Kentucky 2 years ago, I have been faced with this.
Of the 120 counties in Kentucky, 46 are completely dry, 42 are considered partially dry or "moist", 31 are entirely wet, and one is classified as wet but is actually closer to "moist".
I live in the completely dry zone. And I am 2 hours south of moist! Ah, but the border to Tennessee is only 45 minutes away, where you can find Beer and Fireworks. If I want Rum, which is my drink of choice, I have to take a day off from school and work to make my purchase.
(A study of about 39,000 alcohol-related traffic accidents in Kentucky found that residents of dry counties are more likely to be involved in such crashes, possibly because they have to drive farther from their homes to consume alcohol, thus increasing impaired driving exposure. The study concludes that county-level prohibition is not necessarily effective in improving highway safety)
About 8 months ago an never to be revealed source told me about a person that makes his living providing alchohol to the poor liquor deprived souls in my town. OMG how exciting!!! For and extra $10 I place my order on Thursday and tada! I get my Rum on Friday afternoon. My friend and I had a great relationship, I didn't ask him any questions and he provided me with my booze. A month ago, he disappeared. Low and behold, I saw his picture in the local paper. He was picked up for bootlegging, not his first rodeo either. He is off to the big house.
For me, it means Tennesee and Beer. My first trip accross the border took me to Fred's. At this establishment (hole in the wall) they sell beer, cigarette's and fishing bait. Ahhh Paradise!
If you want to know more about the liquor laws in Kentucky, here is a link:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alcohol_laws_of_Kentucky
I have to run, it's Friday and I need more beer!
Of the 120 counties in Kentucky, 46 are completely dry, 42 are considered partially dry or "moist", 31 are entirely wet, and one is classified as wet but is actually closer to "moist".
I live in the completely dry zone. And I am 2 hours south of moist! Ah, but the border to Tennessee is only 45 minutes away, where you can find Beer and Fireworks. If I want Rum, which is my drink of choice, I have to take a day off from school and work to make my purchase.
(A study of about 39,000 alcohol-related traffic accidents in Kentucky found that residents of dry counties are more likely to be involved in such crashes, possibly because they have to drive farther from their homes to consume alcohol, thus increasing impaired driving exposure. The study concludes that county-level prohibition is not necessarily effective in improving highway safety)
About 8 months ago an never to be revealed source told me about a person that makes his living providing alchohol to the poor liquor deprived souls in my town. OMG how exciting!!! For and extra $10 I place my order on Thursday and tada! I get my Rum on Friday afternoon. My friend and I had a great relationship, I didn't ask him any questions and he provided me with my booze. A month ago, he disappeared. Low and behold, I saw his picture in the local paper. He was picked up for bootlegging, not his first rodeo either. He is off to the big house.
For me, it means Tennesee and Beer. My first trip accross the border took me to Fred's. At this establishment (hole in the wall) they sell beer, cigarette's and fishing bait. Ahhh Paradise!
If you want to know more about the liquor laws in Kentucky, here is a link:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alcohol_laws_of_Kentucky
I have to run, it's Friday and I need more beer!
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
The Missy Project
I went to Ohio recently for spring break. My sister in law Lillian loaned me a book that I loved and feel the need to share with you! It is "The Shack" by Wm. Paul Young. The website for more information is
www.theshackbook.com
It's worth the read, actually it's worth a couple of reads! I found that I had to read a chapter twice before moving on. There are a lot of words and relationships in this book that often mean something different the second time you read it.
This book is a fiction, to be sure. But it is also about the love that God has for us. It takes the route that religion and rules are completely manmade and not in God's plan. Hard for many to stomach im sure, but I quite like the idea that God is only concerned with his relationship to us. How we go about getting to that relationship is unique and can never be dictated or put into a box of normal.
More important to me was the working through of the "Great Sadness". Thankfully I have never experienced the tragedy the main character has. But the sadness I have is still life altering and needs to be worked through.
I know everybody has these life changing events. I know that without God these events continue to torment the soul. I would encourage each of you to read this book. It is in no way "preachy" or over the top Christian. But it does show in a very cool way what your life can be like with God by your side. And it gives you reason to believe, not just in yourself, but in the strength of God's overwhelming love for us.
I don't know if this does the book justice. I hope it does! I have read it 3 times since in 3 weeks!
This is me with taking baby steps to trust that God's love is sufficient.
Sher
www.theshackbook.com
It's worth the read, actually it's worth a couple of reads! I found that I had to read a chapter twice before moving on. There are a lot of words and relationships in this book that often mean something different the second time you read it.
This book is a fiction, to be sure. But it is also about the love that God has for us. It takes the route that religion and rules are completely manmade and not in God's plan. Hard for many to stomach im sure, but I quite like the idea that God is only concerned with his relationship to us. How we go about getting to that relationship is unique and can never be dictated or put into a box of normal.
More important to me was the working through of the "Great Sadness". Thankfully I have never experienced the tragedy the main character has. But the sadness I have is still life altering and needs to be worked through.
I know everybody has these life changing events. I know that without God these events continue to torment the soul. I would encourage each of you to read this book. It is in no way "preachy" or over the top Christian. But it does show in a very cool way what your life can be like with God by your side. And it gives you reason to believe, not just in yourself, but in the strength of God's overwhelming love for us.
I don't know if this does the book justice. I hope it does! I have read it 3 times since in 3 weeks!
This is me with taking baby steps to trust that God's love is sufficient.
Sher
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Entitlement
Definition: a right to benefits that is granted esp. by law or contract (as an insurance policy)
This word has been on my mind a lot lately. It all started when I was unfortunate enough to read some hatefilled tweets sent to my oldest son. It continued when I heard what Tiger Woods spoke to the press last Friday about his recent troubles. And more still when I was stupid enough to visit Gateworld.net. I went there innocently excited to read the story they wrote about an interview my friend Curt (Showpatrol) did with Brian last month. Why it took them so long to report on the interview is now obvious to me! Of course I scrolled down to the comments, thinking they would be something different than the nonsense usually found on that site. What I read was again, a group of people voicing their "opinion" about why Stargate Universe is not what they want.
I spoke with the owners of the Gateworld web site. I was encouraged to do so by a mutual friend of mine and theirs. While assuring me the majority of comments come from a minority of readers, they were unable to explain to me why they continued to allow this "minority" to continue to ruin what these two individuals have worked hard to build I will save that thought process for another time.
What I want to say, and remind all of us of is this. Entitlement is a nasty habit. When a person has this mentality, it will suck the life out of any creativity and drive once harbored in the soul. I see this everyday where I live, in the severely Welfare dependent state of Kentucky. There are generations of families that know nothing but how to work the system. Children are on disability right along with the parents and grand parents. Very few work for a living, and honestly, have no desire to do so. They can make more money and have better benefits by living off the federal government. What this entitlement mentality does to these people can be seen in the eyes, which I beliive are the windows to the soul. They have no life, no sparkle and no dreams.
I realize the state of mind about a TV show is very different than these families. But those that are moaning and complaining do not know the difference. They are no more entitled to the talent and creativity of SGU than the beneficiaries of welfare. Of course there are some that are on welfare for very good reasons. It's a leg up, if you will. Just like there are people that just don't like SGU and won't watch it.
Tiger Woods grew up with an amazing talent, obviously. His downfall began when he started to believe his talent entitled him to abuse the trust of his wife and the women he was having affairs with. He mentions entitlement when he spoke last week. He is aware the entitlement mentality eventually sucked the life and dreams out of hs soul. Hopefully, he will get the help he needs to regain his pride.
I know how hard Brian has worked. I know the struggles he overcame every day to survive in New York City monetarily. I know the fears he had and how hard he worked to overcome those fears. He never once, even for a moment, thought Juilliard owed him an education. Never did he say Broadway owes it to me to have me on it's stages. He knew in order to obtain his dream, he would have to work harder than he thought possible just to have the chance at an audition. These are just some of the reason's the reaction's of the minority has hurt and disappointed me.
The cast and crew of SGU all have similar stories. They are all at the top of their game. They are all amazingly talented, but more than that, they earned the opportunity to create. Not one of the people that spend a ridiculous amount of time complaining about what these people do, could ever step into their well earned shoes. The time they spend with the entitlement mentality is sucking the life out of them. Their misery is palable. Their pitiful attempts to explain and "argue" for their position does nothing but confirm the fact they are incabable of ever being successful. Sure, some probably have great jobs. Possibly even well paying jobs. But I am certain they could never act, write, produce or even sweep the floors for SGU.
It is time that we see these people for what they are. Seekers of entitlement. It is time that they be called upon to realize nobody owes them a thing. SGU does not owe them a "Stargate" show. The actors don't owe them to perform as these untrained suckers of dreams want them to perform. These people are NOT fans, I refuse to believe a fan would behave in this manner.
Whew, I feel better already!
This word has been on my mind a lot lately. It all started when I was unfortunate enough to read some hatefilled tweets sent to my oldest son. It continued when I heard what Tiger Woods spoke to the press last Friday about his recent troubles. And more still when I was stupid enough to visit Gateworld.net. I went there innocently excited to read the story they wrote about an interview my friend Curt (Showpatrol) did with Brian last month. Why it took them so long to report on the interview is now obvious to me! Of course I scrolled down to the comments, thinking they would be something different than the nonsense usually found on that site. What I read was again, a group of people voicing their "opinion" about why Stargate Universe is not what they want.
I spoke with the owners of the Gateworld web site. I was encouraged to do so by a mutual friend of mine and theirs. While assuring me the majority of comments come from a minority of readers, they were unable to explain to me why they continued to allow this "minority" to continue to ruin what these two individuals have worked hard to build I will save that thought process for another time.
What I want to say, and remind all of us of is this. Entitlement is a nasty habit. When a person has this mentality, it will suck the life out of any creativity and drive once harbored in the soul. I see this everyday where I live, in the severely Welfare dependent state of Kentucky. There are generations of families that know nothing but how to work the system. Children are on disability right along with the parents and grand parents. Very few work for a living, and honestly, have no desire to do so. They can make more money and have better benefits by living off the federal government. What this entitlement mentality does to these people can be seen in the eyes, which I beliive are the windows to the soul. They have no life, no sparkle and no dreams.
I realize the state of mind about a TV show is very different than these families. But those that are moaning and complaining do not know the difference. They are no more entitled to the talent and creativity of SGU than the beneficiaries of welfare. Of course there are some that are on welfare for very good reasons. It's a leg up, if you will. Just like there are people that just don't like SGU and won't watch it.
Tiger Woods grew up with an amazing talent, obviously. His downfall began when he started to believe his talent entitled him to abuse the trust of his wife and the women he was having affairs with. He mentions entitlement when he spoke last week. He is aware the entitlement mentality eventually sucked the life and dreams out of hs soul. Hopefully, he will get the help he needs to regain his pride.
I know how hard Brian has worked. I know the struggles he overcame every day to survive in New York City monetarily. I know the fears he had and how hard he worked to overcome those fears. He never once, even for a moment, thought Juilliard owed him an education. Never did he say Broadway owes it to me to have me on it's stages. He knew in order to obtain his dream, he would have to work harder than he thought possible just to have the chance at an audition. These are just some of the reason's the reaction's of the minority has hurt and disappointed me.
The cast and crew of SGU all have similar stories. They are all at the top of their game. They are all amazingly talented, but more than that, they earned the opportunity to create. Not one of the people that spend a ridiculous amount of time complaining about what these people do, could ever step into their well earned shoes. The time they spend with the entitlement mentality is sucking the life out of them. Their misery is palable. Their pitiful attempts to explain and "argue" for their position does nothing but confirm the fact they are incabable of ever being successful. Sure, some probably have great jobs. Possibly even well paying jobs. But I am certain they could never act, write, produce or even sweep the floors for SGU.
It is time that we see these people for what they are. Seekers of entitlement. It is time that they be called upon to realize nobody owes them a thing. SGU does not owe them a "Stargate" show. The actors don't owe them to perform as these untrained suckers of dreams want them to perform. These people are NOT fans, I refuse to believe a fan would behave in this manner.
Whew, I feel better already!
Saturday, December 19, 2009
This is a picture of my brother Scott and my niece Brooke Louise on her wedding day. I was so happy to be there with the family, and especially my brother and sister in law Lillian. I have 3 big brothers, Billy, Lonnie and Scott. Even though Scott is the youngest of the brothers his personality is that of a leader. I tease him and call him my "Brother Mother"! My earliest memories of Scott are of him following me around protecting me from myself. Scott was always the one to be sure all of us had our clothes ready for school and our homework prepared. He was and still is our family caretaker. I adore this man. He has become the man our mom always said he would. Scott has an amazing faith in God and has allowed Jesus to rest in his heart. He follows God's teachings in everything he does. I have no idea how I got so lucky to have him as my brother. He is a gift of love to all those that have the honor to know him. Scott and Lil have been married for 29 years, they have 3 children David, Brooke and Aaron. David has a daughter Ailah and Brooke has a daughter Lilliana. Aaron is 1 week younger than my Cory and attends Ohio State. They are all some of my favorite people! Scott's home is the center of our family. Dinner's, holidays, birthdays are all shared at their home. I am always so proud to see that Scott is sure to invite those that don't have a family near to join our gatherings. His heart is kind, his love is unfailing.
Scott took my son Cory into his heart and home when Cory needed leadership and structure. I cannot begin to explain how much this gift of kindness has meant to me. Cory is thriving in Ohio with my brothers influences. He has become the kind gentle soul that God intended. I owe Scott my unending gratitude for all he has done for my Cory. I will never be able to thank him enough.
And to top it all off, Scott is so handsome! And yeah, he knows it!
Thursday, December 17, 2009
I am happy to introduce you to my mom. Louise Lavender Harris. My mom was born in Cincinatti Ohio, but raised in Pine Knot Kentucky. She married my dad right after graduating from high school, and he joined the Marine Corps. I have no idea how many times we moved, I know I went to 10 different schools. And I am the youngest child. Now, that I am older, I wonder how in the world she managed. My mom was diagnosed with chronic active hepatitis, but that diagnosis came only a few years before she died. Up until then, they did not know what was wrong and would just try to treat her symptoms. So here she was, terribly ill, with 4 young children (rotten and wild to boot!) a husband out of the country for years at a time....Wow! I come from serious strength!
My memories of my mom come from different times in my life. When I first started school, I remember wanting to walk home from the bus stop by myself. I went half days, so my brothers were not on the bus to bug me! But my mom insisted on either being at the bus stop herself, or if she was unable would have our neighbor Mr. Burnett meet me. I talked her into it one day, so here I go, all proud of myself to be alone for a change! Then accross the road between my home and the road was the biggest snake I ever saw! I remember the feeling of terror even today! I think I stood there for about 30 minutes, though it seemed like hours at the time. Then, around the corner, here came my mom.....running down the road crying....Sherry, she kept hollering my name what is wrong honey, come home. I somehow found my voice and told her about the snake. She stopped running when she saw it, picked up a rock and threw it at that snake yelling at it, leave my baby alone, go away. I was so happy and proud that she was my mom that day, and everyday after that I became more so.
Even as sick as she was, my mom was my rock and my defender. Anybody that was around her for even a short time, knew without a doubt her love for her children. And for me, as the only daughter, there was a special light of love. I will never forget the day she met her first grandchild. Brian Jacob Smith was 6 weeks old when him and I made our first trip home to visit my family. My mom was there at the gate, she was ill and had to sit in a wheelchair. But when I walked up the ramp, she stood and ran to me, hugging me and crying. She took him from my arms, so gently holding him close to her heart and she smelled his little neck. She looked up at me and said, God has answered my prayers this day. I will never ever forget the look on her face. I never thought she could love anymore than she loved her kids, but I was wrong. The love she had for Brian was more, and different. It was a peaceful and joyful love. They had quite a lot of fun, Nana and Brian! He rode around with her in her Corvette all over town. My dad still has that car, all tucked away in his garage.
So, that's my mom. Love, a lot of love. Strength, so much courage. And the faith that God was in control. Lessons learned and passing to the next generation. That is the legacy my mother left for her family.
Louise Lavender Harris 12/11/1938-1/6/1985
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
My Fun Mamaw
This is a picture of me and my grandmother at Disneyland. I think I was about 16. My mamaw was my inspiration for having fun in life! Every year as soon as school was out, my brothers and I traveled to Pine Knot Kentucky for the summer. My mom's mom and dad (my mamaw and dad) and her sister (my Aunt Barb) and my cousins (Jimmy, Todd and Daniel) all lived there. My grandparents house was up the hill from Barb's. We had nothing but fun! My grandpa bought me a pony most every year. If he didn't get one, then my brothers were saddled up for me to ride! My grandma made homemade biscuits, OMG, I can still smell them! My mamaw loved to laugh. She laughed from morning until night. She thought we were funny, she thought everything was funny! We picked blackberries, each of us had our own buckets. She would make each of us our own cobbler, never had to share! That was a big deal for me with a family full of boys!!!! Awww the memories. My mamaw and dad died 5 years ago, they were in an automobile accident. I miss them, but I know for sure they are happy to be with my mom and she is happy to have them.
I want to be that kind of grandma, full of joy and laughter.
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