Tuesday, October 18, 2016

My Daddy

Today's blog is dedicated to my amazing daddy.
Last Wednesday, October 12, 2016, as church was letting out my cell phone rang. My grand daughter brought it to me.  I had missed two calls from my sister and one from my nephew.  I knew something had happened.  I immediately called my sister and when she answered she could barely speak.
These are the words I heard her say, "Sheila, daddy had a heart attack."  

This is how the conversation proceeded to take place.  

My sister: Sheila, daddy had a heart attack.
Me:  Where is he? (Since I live two hours away) I wanted to know where I was headed. 
My sister:  He's gone, he passed away. 
Me:  S-i-l-e-n-c-e, Tears flowing ABUNDANTLY.  
Neither of us speaking...
Finally, Me:  I am on my way,  
My sister:  Ok, see you in a couple of hours.

My Knight and I rushed home and packed for the next few days. My mind was going crazy, my emotions were out of control. 

I felt as if I were in a bad dream and was desperately hoping someone was going to wake me SOON.

But as the next few hours progressed it began to sink in,  it was not a dream but was indeed true.

My sweet precious daddy was gone.  Gone.  How could this be?  
It was still very difficult to imagine that I was not ever going to be able to hear his voice again.  I would never here him call me "his baby"  "shug" or I would never hear him say, "I love you, baby."  "Take care."  "Tell Marty and the girls I love them. "  
I will replay these words over and over in my thoughts. 

I had talked with him a few weeks before and he was fine.  Said the doctor had told him he was doing good for 75 years of age.  He said, "I will just keep taking my Centrum Silver vitamin, it seems to be working."  

I have many happy and pleasant memories.  He was a good (GREAT) man, he loved his children and he loved family.

This is the most recent picture I have of my sweet daddy and me.

Daddy, you will be missed.  
Love, your baby, Sheila

Wednesday, July 2, 2014


Good Morning, Or Good Afternoon.
Depends on what time I finish this post and actually post it.
This is just a short little post, that will hopefully bring a smile to your faces.
I cannot believe that we are already in July.  The year is flying by.
Below is a beautiful picture that my grand-daughter painted.
She is two and this is her artwork from Preschool/Daycare.
She calls it "big girl school". 
Her mommy was kind enough to give it to me her "nana".

I love the picture for several reasons.
1. She painted it.
2.  It is her little hand prints turned zebra!
3.  I have worked for a taxidermist for over twenty (20) yes          20 years and I love the whole 'African Theme".  
5.  I love the earth tones in the picture.
6.  Another reason I love it is because after I posted it to Facebook, a dear friend of mine asked if she could "repost" it as an encouragement to her and some of her acquaintances.
This is what she said after asking and I generously gave her my blessing to repost. "Thank  you!  We who have the type of cancer that I have call ourselves zebras and they will love this."

7.  BUT most of all because SHE did it!

Monday, May 26, 2014

I'm Back

Wow! Where does the time go?  It just flies on by.
I cannot believe it has been over a year since my last blog. I do check in on occasion to read the other blogger's posts.
I just stopped by and notices that a lot of the blogs that I use to follow have gone away.
This makes me a little sad.  However, I guess there is always other things that need to be done.
I am going to make an effort to start posting again.
Hopefully, some of my previous followers and bloggers will check in and read, and hopefully be inspired to try again.
Life has been busy.
Last November, my Knight and I celebrated 30 years of marital bliss.  We too a cruise. It was so much fun.
Hope you enjoy the pictures from our cruise.
my Knight
our cruise ship
one of our stops
a small little shopping village
my handsome Knight and me
a view from our ship
the night life by the pool
a cool little gate
If you stop by, please leave a comment so I will know.

Blessings, Sheila

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Our Little Angel
Christmas 2012
I know I haven't posted lately.  And I have missed my blogger friends.
Just wanted to share this picture of our grand baby.  She is 8 months old and enjoyed her
first Christmas.
Blessings to each one of you.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Company Policy/Work Ethics Just For Fun

Company Policy (Humor) Hopefully

Dress Code - It is advised that you come to work dressed
according to your salary. If we see you wearing Prada shoes
and carrying a Gucci bag, we assume you are doing well
financially and therefore do not need a raise. If you dress
poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better, so
that you may buy nicer clothes, and therefore you do not
need a raise. If you dress just right..., you are right where
you need to be and therefore you do not need a raise.

Sick Days - We will no longer accept a doctor's statement as
proof of sickness. If you are able to go to the doctor, you
are able to come to work.

Personal Days - Each employee will receive 104 personal days
a year. They are called Saturday & Sunday.
Bereavement Leave - This is no excuse for missing work.
There is nothing you can do for dead friends, relatives, or
co-workers. Every effort should be made to have
non-employees attend to the arrangements. In rare cases
where employee involvement is necessary, the funeral should
be scheduled in the late afternoon. We will be glad to allow
you to work through your lunch hour and subsequently leave
one hour early.

Lunch Break - Skinny people get thirty minutes for lunch, as
they need to eat more, so that they can look healthy. Normal
size people get fifteen minutes for lunch to get a balanced
meal to maintain their average figure. Chubby people get
five minutes for lunch, because that's all the time needed
to drink a Slim-Fast.

Thank you for your loyalty to our company. We are here to
provide a positive employment experience. Therefore, all
questions, comments, concerns, complaints, frustrations,
irritations, aggravations, insinuations, allegations,
accusations, contemplations, consternation, and input should
be directed elsewhere.