Happy Veterans Day Y'all!

Sorry for the absence lately folks.  I had a big long excuse reason to share with you, but I'm sure that you are not interested in that.  This post is going to be short, sweet and to the point.  It wont be funny or irreverant as on this day, I do not think that it is called for.  Trust me, there will not be many posts like this as it is just not in my nature to not be a smart ass.

Did you realize that today is Veterans Day?  My father did not exactly tell the truth about his age so that he could join the Marines and go to Viet Nam.  My oldest brother was in the Navy and everyone of my mom and dads brothers were in the service.  I am very proud of this fact and thankful at the very same time. 

I will not bore you with what I do for a living, but the most fulfilling part is my work with Veterans.  They are easily the most respectful, gracious and appreciated group of people.  It really does make it easier to come to work every day.

As a perk of my job, I got to go to the Veterans Day parade that takes place about 2 blocks from my office.  There were so many Veterans from every branch of the service and someone was represented from almost every war.  I was very impressed and touched that they took time out of their busy lives to come and let us thank them. 

One of the highlights was that I got to see a good friend and thank him in person for his service.  I enjoyed that!  One of the heartbreaking facts of war was in the parade as well.  When the mothers and wives of fallen soldiers drove by, I was moved to tears.  I was seriously standing on the side of the road bawling.  I cannot fathom the sacrifice from these families.

Little backstory, my youngest son is determined to become a Marine.  While I find it honorable and precious beyond words that he wants to follow in my fathers footsteps, I am having a difficult time imagining someone wanting to shoot at that precious face.  It infuriates me.  I do not even like him playing football. How dare those other boys not just let him run down the field! But my father always says, 'it has to be someone's son.' 

So, to conclude this incredibly short post I will say, go thank a Veteran today.  If you know one, go buy him or her lunch or dinner or just sit and visit with them.  If you are kin to one, go give them a hug.  Tell them how much their bravery and sacrifice means to you.  I tell my father every year how much I appreciate what he did for our country and I cry every year. 

Happy Veterans Day y'all.

Ok folks.  We are going to try this again.  Due to several issues with tumblr. We are switching to BlogSpot as a fellow blogger has informed me that this is a much easier format.  And if you have read any of my previous posts, which I'm doubting that you have or you probably would not be reading this right now, you know that I need things to be as easy as possible.

So, short story super long, this is going to be the maiden post of the new blog on the new site.  I was unable to read or see any notes on the last blog post and judging the by the sheer number of notes (11!) I have either hit a sore spot or I have sparked a revolution.  I have done both, so I'm excited to see if we can recreate said event.  Here goes nothing!!

First, let me just say how sorry I am that it has been so long since my last post.  I am a busy girl.  Busy, lazy, whatever!

Ok, I am now going to regale with a tale that will make you laugh, cry and then start all over again.  Or none of the above.

I do have to preface this and tell you that I recently went on a Murder Mystery dinner with my coworkers.  I know, ugh, right?! Locked up in a haunted house with my coworkers and I’m NOT being paid for this?! But it was actually a blast! I thoroughly enjoyed it and I highly suggest that if you have a few hours to spend while in Guthrie, Oklahoma, stop on by the Stone Lion Inn.  You will not be disappointed! The food, the ambiance and the stories are well worth your time. (PS - I was not the killer.  I was shocked too!)

While in Guthrie, I met a gentleman (and I use that term VERY LOOSELY!) who did nothing but brag to my gorgeous friend about the restaurant that he owns and all that goes with it.  Total toolbag, but we were giving him the benefit of the doubt since he was hitting on our married friend and he had no chance in hell.  I mean, he was drunk and loud, but still.  That is, until he starts complaining about the ‘colored’ lady that won the trivia game that night.  Really dude? I do not know ANYONE who still uses that term.  When we said as much to this guy, his response was, ‘should I just say (insert ‘n’ word here!’)  My coworkers and I were flabbergasted!  I then went on to explain to him that that word is absolutely not acceptable but he would not stop.  He just kept on. I could tell that he was drunk and there was no reasoning with him so we then packed up our belongings, tabbed out and left. 

The moral of the story here is this, do not EVER tell people that you are the proud owner a restaurant called ‘The Boneyard’ in Guthrie, Oklahoma and then go on a racist rant.  Not a good combo brother.  I told you that it was not acceptable and you chose to continue being a dumbass.  Well, here ya go! Ask and you shall receive!  Dumbass!

So, from here on out, I want everyone to know that if you eat at this establishment, you will be giving your hard earned money to a racist @sshole.  The rest is up to you!

**UPDATE** I don’t know what is going on with tumblr, but I cannot see/read your comments on this blog.  So, until I get this figured out or moved to another blog site, please feel free to email and I will be happy to respond.  Especially since this particular post is something that i feel VERY passionate about.