Wake Up Wake Up!

Inspiration, words to live by, life as I see it and life as I live it.
How I’m feeling right now at work.  Wake up people!!!!  

How I’m feeling right now at work.  Wake up people!!!!  

A quilt I made for my friends child, Isabella.  

A quilt I made for my friends child, Isabella.  

tumblrbot asked: ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?

Dinosaurs.  Real over man made.

Don’t run.

Don’t run.

“Is it me?  Or the fake ‘let’s choose’?  Cause’ I’m teaching the class you mothafuckas slept through.  So even the haters only instigating my students, but a couple of questions that I won’t say yes to.”

“Is it me?  Or the fake ‘let’s choose’?  Cause’ I’m teaching the class you mothafuckas slept throughSo even the haters only instigating my students, but a couple of questions that I won’t say yes to.”

Grandma

I sit with her on her couch, watch home improvement shows and talk about life.  She smokes Capri Ultra Lights and doesn’t have a single health problem.  I think one time her doctor told her to cut back on sugar and she completely cut out all sugar that she lost 20lbs.!  I usually dig through her sewing room and pick out whatever I want; vintage buttons and fabrics.  I don’t sew with anything but her vintage needles.  Her house is always the same.  It smells the same even though she has moved three times since I was a child.  My grandpa’s collection of old toys, the mailbox that is a replica of a Model-T, the tile back splash depicting Amish countryside.  I relish every minute with her.  She is the epitome of content.  No complaints, doesn’t ask for anything and loves just what she has.  She doesn’t want anyone’s help.  She doesn’t want to go to dinner anywhere and doesn’t want you to cook either.  It wont turn out how she likes it.  The chicken will inevitably be dry.  Just let her do it and leave her alone.  All will be well then and it will be a good night.  She doesn’t really call or send cards but when we see each other it’s like a moment hasn’t passed.  There’s no need to call.  I do sometimes but she can’t hear me that well.  I think I talk too fast.  She’s always helping everyone out and no one does it in return.  They use her sometimes and I don’t think they realize it.  Or they do and they just don’t care.  I don’t think she cares either.  I do. 

It breaks her heart seeing foreign cars, filled with fuel that isn’t ours…and wearing cotton we didn’t grow.  We got the red white and blue flyin high on the farm…Semper Fi tattooed on his left arm, spends a little more in the store for a tag on the back that says USA! 
{This is my dream car…a 60’s or 70’s Chevrolet Cheyenne}

It breaks her heart seeing foreign cars, filled with fuel that isn’t ours…and wearing cotton we didn’t grow.  We got the red white and blue flyin high on the farm…Semper Fi tattooed on his left arm, spends a little more in the store for a tag on the back that says USA! 

{This is my dream car…a 60’s or 70’s Chevrolet Cheyenne}

Torch Lake, Michigan June 2010.  Photo by me.

Torch Lake, Michigan June 2010.  Photo by me.

Home: Eastport, Michigan, farms, open road, Lake Michigan, Torch Lake, up north.  Photo taken by me in June 2010.

Home: Eastport, Michigan, farms, open road, Lake Michigan, Torch Lake, up north.  Photo taken by me in June 2010.