Jan 1, 2009 | 8:10 AM
Category:
Political
Firepower or Flower Power?
In this dangerous world we live in today, I choose to exercise my
2nd Amendment Rights to the fullest extent. My Concealed Weapon's Permit allows me to tuck my brand-new, polymer, laser sighted,
Glock 23C (.40 Caliber) into my purse. It holds a 15 round clip. I'll tuck flowers into my hair, but you'll NEVER
find any in MY purse!
"If guns are outlawed, only outlaws will have guns." I won't be a victim, nor will I simply watch while someone else is harmed by a thug!
Dec 22, 2008 | 8:02 PM
Category:
Entertainment
SOME of you have "known" me for quite awhile now- over 2 years.
A few of you have corresponded with me off of this site, and know more about me than others.
SOME of you have even MET me in PERSON, and KNOW I am EXACTLY as
I portray myself here-
a straight-forward, look ya in the eyes, down-to-earth "Country Girl."
Merry Christmas, Ya'll! Especially:
DaytonaFrank's Blog
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by DaytonaFrank
GREAT MUFFINS!
Cromagnonwoman's Blog
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by Cromagnonwoman
MY BUDDY! Merry Christmas!!!!
Dec 14, 2008 | 5:56 PM
Category:
Faith
I was at the Walmart in DeLand earlier today, with my beautiful, innocent, oblivious, just-turned 13 year old daughter. We were headed to the "Sporting Goods" Department, and she was a few paces ahead of me, because she was in a big hurry to find this special spotlight she wanted to buy for her Daddy. There was a display of DVD's in the center aisle, upon which three Mexicans, all of them in their mid-thirties or better, were leaning. As she passed by, one of them started wagging his tongue at her, staring intently at her pre-pubescent body, and making grunting noises. I started to walk by, and as I did, I stopped, looked the "offender" straight in the eye, and said, "She's just a little girl, you know!"
He said, "Well leave her with me for one night, I make her a woman!" And he started laughing like a hyena. I was just about to pull my boot off, and clock him a good one right between the eyes, when out of nowhere, a hero appeared. A handsome, well dressed and heavily muscled man grabbed the Mexican by the collar, lifted him 2 feet off the ground. ( His friends just stared, mouths hanging open) The man said, "You got a Green Card? Do you think you can get away with that s--- here? Get out of here, now before I call INS!" ALL THREE
OF THEM RAN OUT OF THE STORE! I turned to thank the man, and he just smiled, shook his head,
and said, "Whatever happened to ordinary respect?
What makes people think they can come to OUR country, and treat our people like that? Not on my shift! I guess I'll be a Soldier, until the day I die!"
I thanked him, he went his way and we went ours.
A SOLDIER, A LOYAL SOLDIER, TO THE CORE! THAT'S what makes me PROUD to be an AMERICAN, SUPPORT OUR TROOPS, and PRAY, constantly for our Military. THEY are looking out for us, abroad, AND at HOME!
GOD BLESS AMERICA, AND GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS!
Dec 7, 2008 | 6:22 PM
Category:
Entertainment
I Don't have time for this! Every year, I CAREFULLY, Lovingly wind up and wrap up my perfectly working Christmas lights, and store them in an airtight container. Every year, without fail, when I unwind them, and plug them in to see "How" they're working, I'm faced with
"Christmas Lights Insubordination." Some of the strands don't light at all. Some of the strands have a few "punk" lights, that ruin the whole strand, by refusing to light, and giving the rest of the strand that "Dim Wit" appearance. Some strands try to "fake me out," by "PRETENDING" to be cooperative, and
pass inspection, only to "punk out," and not light, AFTER they're hung! Today, I went through same the scenario as last year, just what I described above. I had to haul my fanny down to Walgreen's and buy NEW lights, AGAIN! I don't have time for that! I'm too busy making my Christmas gifts right now! I have jars of salsa to produce, apple butter to process, cookies to bake, my "famous" Peanut-Butter Num-Nums (they shame Reese's) and my blissful Rum Balls. I had an ENORMOUS ball of lights to throw away, too cumbersome to carry, but a delight to KICK- all the way to the TRASH PILE!
Bye-Bye, PUNK LIGHTS!
Dec 6, 2008 | 8:09 PM
Category:
News
A Sobering, Shocking Sight. One that NEVER fails to bring tears to my eyes, or send shivers of pride, gratitude and admiration to EVERY, SINGLE, AMERICAN SOLDIER, who has died for
THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!
Rest in peace, this Christmas, all you brave, brave Soldiers!
May GOD BLESS every, single Soldier who is still overseas. We love you! We're praying for your safe return!
GODSPEED!
Arlington Cemetery at Christmas Time.
May the angels sing sweetly and softly on these sacred grounds!
Dec 5, 2008 | 2:54 PM
Category:
News
Ha, ha, ha! And a H O,
H O, H O,!
Mr. O, O, O.J.! How do ya like them apples, DUDE?
It's about dingly, dangly, doodle TIME your SORRY behind is FINALLY going to ante up for SOME of the crimes you've committed in your life! You slippery,
OLD EEL, YOU!
Ha, ha, O.J.! The gig is up, it's time to PAY the PIPER! H O, H O, H O!
Merry Christmas!!!!
You worthless CRIMINAL!
Mr. O, O, O.J.!
Dec 4, 2008 | 6:21 AM
Category:
Traffic
Attention All Thugs, Thieves, Lowlifes and Scammers:
DO NOT try to jack my truck, snatch my purse or pinch my Grandbaby!
Everyday, before I leave home, I put on
the "Full Armor of God" as mentioned in Ephesians 6:10, so I can be prepared
to take my "stand against the devil's schemes." I also carry 2 fully loaded firearms, one in my purse (at all times-unless entering a building where they're prohibited) and one stashed in my truck. (where it's easy for me to grab, and a thief will never find) I also have "speed re-loaders," and an extra clip for my automatic. I fully TRUST my Savior, Jesus Christ, and I KNOW
I am impervious to the barbs of satan.
However, it's those walking the Earth,
possessed by satan, who stalk our society, who have forced law-abiding citizens like me, to depend on myself for my own protection, and to protect those around me.
My nickname "Sugarbaby," is one my Daddy gave me as a little girl. The name "Deborah" means "The Bee," I happen to LOVE honey, but I'm fatally
allergic to bees. For some reason, bees are attracted to me, and I've been stung a number of times in my life.
My Daddy said it was "cause I was too sweet."
The Cougar growling on the plate behind my name, "Sugarbaby," is just a reminder that THIS little wildcat means "business," when it comes to protecting herself, her family and those around her!
DO NOT try to jack my truck, snatch my purse, or pinch my Grandbaby! I will NOT be a victim, without a fight!
Nov 29, 2008 | 6:46 AM
Category:
Faith
"Ellwood" was a polite dog; he was also well mannered, obedient, affectionate and a tenacious bear hunter. He was the type of dog who could be trusted to take a "treat" from the hand of a baby, because he was SO polite, and well mannered; he always stood quietly while his "lead" was snapped to his collar, and he never, ever jumped up on anyone. Yet he was fearless, even when face to face with a bear that outweighed him by 200 pounds.
Ellwood got sick on Tuesday, and I ran him to my "Old Country Vet," over in Umatilla. He diagnosed him with a stomach virus, after running some tests, and sent us home with some antibiotics. I came home from work last night, and found Elwood dead in his "house," wrapped up in his comforted, his "special diet" food untouched. I was so upset, I had to call
a neighbor to come over and bury Elwood for me. I like to believe that God put animals on Earth because He knew how much we would fall in love with them, and how much we would enjoy them. I believe there will be animals in Heaven, too. I hope I'll see Elwood there. I'm sure he stood at "The Gates," and waited to be invited in before entering, because Elwood WAS a polite dog. Happy Hunting, Elwood! I'm really gonna miss ya!
Nov 24, 2008 | 1:22 PM
Category:
Political
Obama seemed to be having a little difficulty delivering his Public Address today. He stumbled, stammered and fought to keep up with his teleprompter.
His speech would have received a great big "F" from any respectable College Professor who taught Speech Classes. Maybe it was during THAT semester that Obama did all of his experimental drug use. Whatever his excuse may be, his speech was TERRIBLE!
Nov 23, 2008 | 3:39 PM
Category:
Entertainment
Here's what we're having at my house!
Thanksgiving Day Dinner-2008
MENU
Appetizers:
Apricot & Onion Dip
Tomato Jalapeño Dip
Cheddar Garlic Spread
Venison Pate
Assorted Veggie Sticks
Fulton Farmhouse Cheese- Crackers
Assorted Crackers
Cranberry Iced Tea
Main Course:
Oven Roasted Turkey
w/assorted citrus
Cranberry-Pecan Stuffing
Cranberry-Orange Sauce
Mashed ‘Taters
Gravy
Green Bean Casserole
Company Green Beans
Sweet Potato Casserole
Sweet Corn Puddin’
Mom’s Molded Lime Salad
Grandma’s Recipe for
“Fridge Rolls”
Cranberry Iced Tea, Sweet
Tea, Coffee
Desserts:
Pumpkin Cheese Cake w/ Gingersnap-Pistachio Crust
Georgia Pecan Pie
Sami’s Crunchy Ice Cream
Coffee, Tea, Cocoa
Nov 16, 2008 | 10:07 AM
Category:
News
30 Years has passed since the satanically possessed cult leader, Jim Jones, convinced his congregation of more than 900, to drink cyanide-laced, Grape-flavored Kool Aid and commit mass-suicide. Somehow, Jones successfully convinced those people that by dying right then and there, they would reach "The Promised Land," right then and there. Many of the "victims" were innocent children who either drank the vile potion willingly, or were forced to choke it down by force. Prior to the "Big Event," several members of "The Jonestown Flock" escaped. Those who survive today were recently interviewed, and as one might expect, remember those frightful times as though it were yesterday. Not only do they claim to suffer from terrible nightmares, (so would I!) they also say they are wracked with "survivor's guilt," because they were unable to take other family members with them when they fled. Stephan Jones, the surviving son of the evil Jim Jones, was 19 years old when the insanity took over the compound, and the tainted Kool Aid trickled down the throats of the congregation. Today, he owns a successful company, and is the father of 3 daughters. He regularly joins in private reunions with other survivors. He says by doing so, it's helped him to recognize the difference between good, evil, and mental illness. All of which existed in his father, he claims. I'd venture to say the scales were tilted heavily toward evil, narcissism and demonic possession.
Nov 13, 2008 | 7:00 PM
Category:
Entertainment
Our "new" Florida Long Horned Cows arrived today. 3 heifers, 2 with calves "on the ground," and one soon to deliver. They DO NOT appreciate ANYONE coming into THEIR pasture, and wouldn't give a second thought to putting one of their 2 1/2 foot horns right up your wazoo. They are an "excellent added security system," if ever there was one! Of course, it's also ONE more step for our family to become INDEPENDENT from commercial meat. We already have a freezer stocked with venison, bear, turkey and 'gator. I barter with my neighbor for her goat-cheese, and either grow my own vegetables and herbs or get them from local farmer's markets. Shortly, we'll have fresh beef. I'm looking forward to becoming less and less dependent on the grocery store in the future.
Nov 13, 2008 | 8:06 AM
Category:
News
To The SCUMBAGS who are prowling around our
peaceful Town of Lake Helen:
DON'T COME AROUND HERE ANYMORE! WE'RE ALL WAITING AND WATCHING FOR YOU!
Yesterday, I was leaving my neighbor's house, across the street. As I was leaving, a vehicle unfamiliar to me was driving by my house and hers very slowly and the passanger was pointing as they drove by. I only got a very good look at the passanger, and was unable to see any of the other occupants. I circled back around, and pulled back into my friend's drive way, and asked her who that was. She said she didn't know, but would "keep an eye out." As I pulled out, I saw them BACK INTO another neighbor's driveway; neighbor's I KNEW, for a fact, were at work. I stopped in the middle of the road and watched. (It's a rural road-not much traffic) I dialed my friend, and told her what was going on. Her husband put his pistol in his waistband, while my friend dialed the work number of our friends, where this vehicle was sitting in their driveway, just to see if they were "expecting company." (NO!) Meanwhile, R- is walking up the street, some 200 yds to our neighbor's driveway, and the vehicle pulls out, goes to the NEXT house, and backs in. As he approaches THAT house (where an elderly lady lives) it pulls out, goes to ANOTHER friend's house, who is at work, and backs into their driveway. By now, my friend, is on the phone with 911. Lake Helen P.D. and a Deputy Sheriff from Volusia Co. respond. LATER, MUCH LATER they catch up with the "suspicious vehicle," but find nothing wrong. LAST night, at 9:29pm, ANOTHER neighbor, a very good friend of mine, who just so happens to WORK at L.H.P.D. comes home to find an INTRUDER inside her house! He bolts. It takes time, but a perimiter IS set up, the Sheriff's Helicopter, K-9's and extra patrol's ARE called out. BUT HE GOT AWAY! Here is MY message, to YOU, ALL PROWLERS, INTRUDERS, AND SCAMMERS:
DO NOT COME ON OUR PROPERTY. YOU WILL NOT LEAVE ALIVE!
You have been warned. People in Lake Helen watch out for each other, and we're serious about protecting families, ourselves, our property and each other.
Nov 4, 2008 | 12:56 PM
Category:
Traffic
Yesterday, on my way home from picking my youngest daughter up from school, I noticed this guy TRIPPING up the sidewalk. That's right, TRIPPING! Every couple of steps he took, he tripped! Well, it wasn't hard to see why. The pants he had on looked like they were made for someone 20 times his size. He was holding one side of his pants up with one hand, and the other was swinging freely. I couldn't resist. I slowed down, rolled down my window, and as I pulled up beside him, I yelled at the top of my lungs, "PULL YOUR PANTS UP!" He jumped about 2 feet off the ground, threw BOTH hands in the air, and when he did, his pants fell down around his ankles! About that same time, a lady coming the other way saw him, skidded her car to a stop, rolled her passenger window down, and screamed, "William! What's wrong with you? Pull those pants up, and get home! Wait until I call your Momma!" As he was pulling his pants up, I was TRYING to drive away, and see through the tears of hysteria that were streaming down my face, the woman rolled down her driver's side window, and said to me, "Now that's a damned shame! A grown boy standing on the sidewalk like that!" It was ALL I could do to keep from wetting my pants on the way home. I thought Florida was going to have something about the "Baggy Pants Ordinance" on the ballots this year. It would be a good idea, before somebody causes a wreck!
Oct 29, 2008 | 10:51 AM
Category:
News
Gangs are alive and well, and not just the "Copy Cat" versions, either. What Law Enforcement considered was "cutting the head off the snake" by snagging a major "gang leader" of "The Bloods," in Flagler County recently, is in reality, just the tip of the iceberg. "The Bloods," who pride themselves with such accomplishments as home invasions, armed robberies, murders, and drive-by shootings, once only "employed" recruits who were Black and male. Not anymore, according to to Sheriff Don Flemming, of Flagler County. Recruits as young as middle school age, both male and female, White, Hispanic and Black are all welcome. As long as they pass the "initiation" test. "Blood in", to join, if you're male, if you're a female, "sex in," to join might do the trick. "The Bloods" are in "competition" for turf with (just to name one of many) the "ELA 13" gang, which stands for the "East LA 13 Gang" a known Mexican-influenced Gang. The influence of gangs in Volusia County is enough of a thorn in the side of Law Enforcement, that a "Gang Task Force" was established, for Deltona, alone. If we could just get these gangs to be as aggressive toward Radical Muslim Terrorists, as they are the American People, we'd have a "Homeland Security" like none other!
