Saturday, April 7, 2018

Only God Knows Why

"I've been sittin' here trying to find myself.  I get behind myself I need to rewind myself.  Looking for the payback listening for the playback.  They say that every man bleeds just like me."  Kid Rock

OK this might get good if I'm quoting Kid Rock.  But ya'll that know me know how much I love The Kidd as I call him..

I started this one last week after I left the funeral home for a dear friend.  On the way home I'm thinking why Lord.  Yes, I know we're not to question these things but I'm not questioning God, I'm just wondering why things happen the way they do.  My friend was only 54 years old.  That's just too young.

Everybody knew his name, especially his Wild Wings friends, ya'll know, the ones that sat at table 71..  Well hell's bells, I didn't know that table 71 was where we sat every Friday night.  But tonight there was a special picture at table 71 of my friend and tonight we all went to say good bye and again on  Friday after the funeral service we went back to table 71 to honor him AGAIN.  Yep, he was the man of the hour again.  We were all there with our favorite stories, and because some couldn't make it on Friday we went back on Saturday to honor him once again.

You might ask why would ya'll do this so many times?  Well let me just tell you why.  Jeff was the kinda friend you loved from the time you met him.  He wasn't a celebrity but when we came through town on Friday, I bet people thought some big shot was in town.  The traffic was stopped in all directions, all the way through town.   I mean ALL directions.  I bet he was loving that, him stopping traffic but then again he could stop you in your tracks just by telling a story and trust me stories he had.

If the line in this song "you get what you put in and people get what they deserve" is true, then my friend would be reaping all the rewards this earthly world could offer.  People laughed at him all the time because of his craziness but I can promise right here as I'm writing this, he would give you the shirt off his back and I mean literally give it to you.  I watched him many a night buy drinks for people that had way more money than him, but that didn't matter to him.  That's just the way he was.  He might forget to pay his bar tab a couple of times or more like every week but he always paid it the next day.  

I know my friends life on earth was troubled and only he knew the pain but it didn't stop him from living life to the fullest.  He loved people and if you were his friend, you had a friend for life.  He worked with my daddy and he always said he would marry me one day.  Of course we laughed about it but one day I told him that if my daddy ever said I could marry him I would do it, no questions.  You see I could tell him this because I knew my daddy would never say that to him.  He loved my daddy and my son and he never failed to ask about Pops as he called my daddy.

Tears are rolling down my cheek as I write this to honor my friend.  A few tears are sad ones because I miss him but most are happy tears because I know without a doubt my friend is in heaven giving the angels a run for their money.  I know this because he told me many times he was ready when his time came and the preacher confirmed it on Friday.  The preacher said my friend told him many times, he was a Christian and knew where he would be when time comes.  There was no doubt but when the preacher confirms it, well I can't help but shed a few happy tears.

Lesson today?  I think my friend would want me to tell you not to wait to tell your friends you love them.  Don't wait until you're standing at the funeral service wishing you had done this or that.   If you're lucky enough to have friends like we do at table 71 don't be afraid to let them know what they mean to you.  There was a lot of hugging going on last weekend and by golly when the weekend was over I'm sure we made our friend proud because you see he never left us without hugging it out.  His last words to me two weeks before we lost him was "Luv ya hun."

So for my friend one last time...
Go rest high on that mountain son, your work on earth is done.  Go to heaven a-shoutin' love for the father and the son.

   

Thursday, March 15, 2018

I Feel Like Hank Williams Tonight


"I play classical music when it rains, country when I am in pain.  I won't play Beethoven if the moods just not right.  I play jazz when I'm confused, country whenever I lose.  I feel like Hank Williams tonight."  Jerry Jeff Walker

Ok, these words just strike me funny as crap for a lot of reasons so this is a silly post that hopefully will make you laugh out loud or at least giggle a bit.  First off I ain't 'gonna be playing classical music when it rains and I won't be playing Beethoven any time, no matter what the mood.  I might play a little jazz if I'm confused but I would have to think about that because I'm not sure what that means, confused.  Guess I'm confused.  LOL

I had a friend once that said they were quitin' drinking.  I guess they only thought about it, 'cause they still drinking.  Still drinking and playing ole Merle's "Think I'll Just Stay Here and Drink."   Still thinking about holding you tonight, don't care what I think, just sittin' and drinkin'.  I can promise they ain't playing Beethoven but they might be playing a whole lotta country as they walk to the window and stare at the clouds  "blowing up a storm."  On a good night for sure you can hear them playing some Hank Williams.

Maybe we should play some rock 'n roll.  Rock 'n roll when I'm feeling a little down and the world trying to close in, turn the radio way up high, makes me feel alright.  I mean who wouldn't feel good hearing Chuck Berry singing Johnny B Goode in the still of the night at the Heartbreak Hotel wondering if you will still love me tomorrow since I was born to be wild because that'll be the day Maybellene  will wake up little Susie.   HaHa, how many different songs can you name in that sentence?

Lesson today?  Ya'll already know this one for sure!!  Turn the radio up loud, find your favorite song, feel the rhythm and let it go. Let it go and dance it out.  Dance it out and feel good about yourself and definitely don't judge.  Come on, I will if you will.  I will just "do it"  'cause I feel like Hank Williams tonight.


    Love to all,
    Sweet Southern Sass













Friday, March 9, 2018

Chain Breaker


"If you've been walking the same old road for miles and miles.  If you've been hearing the same old voice tell the same old lies.  If you're trying to feel the same old holes inside, there's a better life."  Zach Williams

OK ya'll, this might be a little different than my typical sassy self.  We sung this song at church on Sunday and it hit me straight in the heart.  Yep, I've got one believe it or not.  Many times I've gone to church with such a burden on my heart and the song service lifted that burden I guess to prepare me for the sermon.  This Sunday was one of those days when I heard this song.

Many times I've asked myself why I do the things I do and why I keep walking the same old miles and listen to the same old crap from people that their opinion doesn't matter anyway.  Opinions that only make me feel less important or not good enough.  So hearing this song on Sunday morning made me realize that those feelings need to be gone and the way to that is to trust more in the chain breaker.  The chain breaker who can take away the pain of all those feelings that only me is allowing to happen.  The chain breaker who can take away the pain of those feelings that happen because of hurtful words and actions over the years.  The chain breaker that can give me the freedom of all these things that are from the past.  The pain taker that can take the pain so I can have that freedom of feeling good and happy!

Writing this right now, those feelings still try to creep up, but today those chains will not hold me down.  Today it's time to turn all those feelings over to the chain breaker.  My one-word for 2018 is FOCUS so today I'm going to focus on not letting things that I can't control make me unhappy.  I'm me, I'm unique and I beat to my own drum, so for those people that have said hurtful things and made me feel less than important get ready a change is coming.

Lesson today?  I'm simply going to quote parts of the song for this lesson.
If you got pain, if you feel lost, if you got chains, if you need freedom or saving give it to the chain breaker.  He's a way maker and there's a better life.  If you believe it, if you receive it, someone testify!!!









Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Most People Are Good

"I believe most people are good and most mama's outghta qualify for sainthood.  I believe most Friday nights look better under neon or stadium lights.  I believe you love who you love, ain't nothing you should ever be ashamed of.  I believe this world ain't half as bad as it looks.  I believe most people are good."  Luke Bryan
                                             
 Mama's for sainthood?  Heck yeah. My mama definitely qualifies for it!!  Both my parents are still living and they have been married almost 65 years, but my mama was the hand that ruled our house in more ways than one.  I'm not taking away from my daddy because we knew when he said something, we better get a move on.  But my mama was the one that kept the house running like a fine oiled machine.

Let me just paint ya'll a picture of why my mama is a saint.  Friday nights under the stadium lights?  Mama was there every time.  Not so much stadium lights but gymnasium lights.  All of us 7 kids played basketball in the gym except one and she needed to be a cheerleader.  LOL  I know, I shouldn't be so hard on her but us ball players never liked cheerleaders.   I know my mama wondered how in the world we could afford to play sports, but some how she always found a way.  I think she had the mindset as long as we were involved in sports we would stay out of trouble.  I can't speak for the others, but me?  that's exactly what I needed.  I was afraid of my basketball coach so I never missed curfew or did anything to jeopardize me playing ball.  Too bad that didn't carry into my adult life.  Guess I had too many playing ball so I made up for it after high school.  I doubt I ever made a curfew on time after that.

I totally wished kids could stay kids as long as they can.  I mean my baby boy will be 39 this year and I'm wondering where in the world did time go?  Seems like just yesterday I was the one under the stadium lights watching him play football and later baseball but for me it was more under the race track lights.  I believed like a lot of mama's I'm sure, that if kids are busy doing something they enjoy, more than likely they won't be in trouble.  I never missed a game my son played that I remember and I can't remember many go kart races I missed.   Of course I was the main "sponsor" for that go kart so I had to be there to support my investment.  But just so you know, I wouldn't have it any other way.  I loved watching him didn't matter what he was doing.

I 100% believe that the "streets of gold are worth the work, but I still wanna go even if they are paved in dirt."  I can't imagine not wanting to walk on the "streets of gold" but I would be just as happy if they were dirt as long as I'm walking through the pearly gates.  Yes, I'm not ashamed to write about this nor am I ashamed to write it out loud that I'm saved by the Grace of God and proud of it.  His work here on earth is never done and I hope that something I do helps someone else see that walking these streets, the work is worth it.

Lesson today?  Surround yourself with people who make you happy.  People who make you laugh, who help you when you're in need.  People who would never take advantage of you.  People who genuinely care.  They are the ones worth keeping in your life.  Everyone else is just passing through.  Appreciate the good people you know because they are hard to come by. Work hard for what you have and keep the faith in mankind.  There truly are good people and I truly believe this world ain't half as bad as it looks.  After all we know it's fake news.  LOL

                                           
   Love to all,
   Sweet Southern Sass

Tuesday, February 20, 2018

When Someone Stops Loving You

"When someone stops loving you it don't make the evening news.  It don't keep the sun from rising, the clock from winding, your heart from beating even when you want it to.  When someone stops loving you." Little Big Town


Ok ya'll I started this on Valentine's Day but didn't get it finished.  Valentine's Day can be hard for some and some times it brings back too many memories for me as well.  So this year I didn't take the chance of crying in my heart shaped chocolates, I went to dinner with all my single lady friends and one who's husband was out of town.  Together we laughed and talked about Valentine's past, what we loved, what we missed but most importantly we weren't making reservations for one.

Of course we don't want our love story playing out on the evening news but any of us who have been through a breakup knows it's about the same thing because it's playing right in front of our friends and family. Might as well be on the evening news.  Some thinking how sad and some thinking "I told you so."  Well they can be sad all the want but for sure no one better say to me "I told you so."

The hardest thing when love stops is definitely walking into a crowded room trying to look like you're glad to be there.  Trying to put on a smile like it don't both you or listening to the radio like it ain't your song that's on.  Lord have mercy I can manage the crowded room but dang if a song comes on that reminds me of a love past, just shoot me because I can become a blubbering fool in the blink of an eye, and I can name that tune in one note.  Yes, that's right I said one note.

So how many of us still keep the number in our phone, just in case.  Just in case one night the ex is all alone and calls us.  I'm sure if my ex still has my number in his phone it's because he can recognize me if I'm calling to let him know how bad he is. Yep, I did it a few times, a few more times and then a few more times.  Ya'll can stop laughing, I know it was stupid, but at the time I didn't care.  It took me a long time to realize he didn't deserve a treasure like me and an even longer time to see how stupid it was.  Bless my little heart, I couldn't help it, no one told me how to handle a breakup.  I mean he did cross his heart that day 21 years ago and promised to make all my dreams come true.

Lesson today?  Who in the world knows on this one but I think Miranda Lambert sang it best, so let's use her words for our lesson today.  "Go ahead and fix your make up girl it's just a break up.  Hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady.   Powder your nose, paint your toes, line your lips and keep 'em closed.  Cross your legs, dot your I's and never let 'em see you cry."  Moving on doesn't mean that you have forgotten everything, it's just that you accept the circumstances and choose to live a happy life still.  So go ahead, put on your best boots and pick your head up princess, your tiara is falling.

  Love to all,
  Sweet Southern Sass


 
  













Tuesday, February 6, 2018

Life's About To Get Good

"I wasn't just broken, I was shattered.  I trusted you so much, you're all that mattered.  You no longer love me and I sang like a sad bird.  I couldn't move on and I think you were flattered."  Shania Twain


Lord have mercy, this is "about to get good."  LOL  I heard this song just now and oh my gosh so many thoughts and memories rushed through my head about my marriage and divorce.  I can laugh about so many things now that only made me cry when it happened.  My heart was broken but most importantly, my spirit was shattered.  I do not know for the life of me how my friends and family put up with me.  I was SO, SO sad and it almost broke me beyond repair.  But you know what they say...You can't keep a good woman down.

The longer the tears fell, the wider the river but I still held on to what might of been.  It killed me that things didn't get better, but it didn't,  so I had to figure out what to do next.  It took me a long time to get strong and move on, but with the help of my friends and family and MILLIONS of prayers by golly I had the will to walk away.  The will to walk away and not look back, the will to understand sometimes things just don't work, and the will to believe it was for the best.   It hurts to heal but I'm alive and I hold on to what I can feel.  I hold on to the memories that are good and I let go of all the hurt and the bad memories.  Sometimes the hurt creeps back in but I've learned with many hours of professional training as I call it, that you just have to feel it and leave it where it belongs, in the past.

Today's Lesson?  "Life's about to get good, oh life's about to get good."  If you find yourself in my situation, take a minute and think about it.  Take a minute and feel the hurt.  Take a minute and remember the memories that are good, but for goodness sake don't tarry on the bad ones.  Those are the ones that will keep you from moving on and give them the power and we don't want that.  We want to forgive and walk away with our head held high because we are strong.  Walk away because you're ready to be loved, loved the way you should.   Go ahead now, hold your head high, straighten your crown and sing with me.  "Oh, life's about to get good, life's about to get good.  yes, life's about to get good.

   Love to all,
  Sweet Southern Sass


Sunday, January 21, 2018

The Older I Get

"The Older I get the more I think you only get a minute, better live while you're in it, cause it's gone in a blink.  And the older I get the truer it is.  It's the people you love, not the money and stuff that makes you rich."  Alan Jackson

 I've always been one to "fly by the seat of my pants" taking chances when I shouldn't and living in the moment.  The older I get the more I think about those things.  Had I been more like my sisters and followed ALL the rules how would that changed my life as it is.  Would I have been any wiser, probably not because I went to the same school they did and I even graduated "thank you Jesus" from Brenau University.  Whoopeee, yeah me at 52 years old I'm a college graduate.  But maybe, just maybe, if  I were more like them I could be retired, or married 30+ years like most of them and maybe have a little more money.  But as I'm writing this, I'm thinking OK so what if I had been more of a rule follower, with my personality would it matter?  Again, I don't think so because I'm just a rowdy individual with a gypsy soul.  Now ya'll figure that one out.  LOL

"Funny how it feels I'm just getting to my best years yet."  This sorta makes me giggle because I always thought my best years were in my forties.  How in the world can I be getting my best years at 60+ years old?  My hair is graying (unless you know my hairdresser), my bones ache, I make three or four trips to bathroom EVERY night and it takes a dadgum crane to get out of bed every morning.  What's worse is EVERYTHING and I mean everything isn't in the same place it was 20 years ago and where in the world did this extra 20 pounds come from. They call it a muffin top but I don't remember eating that many muffins, but it could be the cheetos.

Fewer friends?  Nope, I still have the same friends I've had for years.  I may have lost a few because I voted but Trump, but the way I see that, they weren't true friends.  They're the ones that wouldn't have my back and they certainly wouldn't be there if I needed them in a crisis.  To those friends who have been there forever, thank you from the bottom of my heart.  The older I get the better I am at knowing when to give and when to just not give a damn.  So for those that don't like my presidential choice I guess I didn't lose any sleep or give a damn.  Crap, did I write that out loud?  LOL  Probably gonna lose a few more friends over that but oh well.

"I don't mind all the lines from all the times I've laughed and cried, souvenirs and little signs of the life I've lived."   If I could find the fountain of youth, I might take a sip or two, just to erase a few wrinkles but the wrinkles left are the survival lines of my life.  Each line holding a story, a laugh or a memory.  Besides that if I sipped away all my wrinkles I would look like everyone else and we all know that ain't gonna happen.
Lesson for today?  Don't worry about the wrinkles!!!  Wrinkles mean you laughed, grey hair means you cared and scars mean you lived!  If you have wrinkles on your brow don't take them away, laugh some more and for the love of Peter, Paul & Mary, don't let them be written on the heart and wrinkle the soul.  The spirit should never grow old.   Let's pray longer and be more thankful!  Thankful for the life we've had and the life we're still living.

    Love to all,
    Sweet Southern Sass