You want to be EQUAL you said...

Sometimes I wonder if women think before they speak...They have been saying since the late 60's or early 70's that they want to be EQUAL,.are you sure? I'm not...equal means something or someone considered to be the same in status or quality...WHAT??? 

I do NOT want to considered to be the same as a man.  Let's be honest now...you don't either. I can NOT wrap my head around the fact that some women run their mouth about equality without putting any thought into it...they just jump on the first politically correct train smoking...Not this country girl,..Naw, let me spell it out for ya.

The smartest man in the world only used 10% of his brain...another amazing fact about the so called smartest man in the world, he couldn't find his house in the dark.  Albert Einstein set the presidence for men to never ask for directions...You have got to be kidding me!?!? How can you not see your house in the dark...its huge.  Just think about how much wear & tear on a vehicle is done yearly by the average stubborn pig-headed man not to mention the money simply wasted on gas because they just  will not stop & ask for directions,

Men tend to love their mommas though, They often think she has super powers. All I can say is if she was such a wonder woman why can the average man not put the toilet paper on the roll right?!?!? This is not rocket science, however, if you go to a woman's house & the toilet paper is not on the roll correctly, there is a man around!!! I don't care how many times she tries to tell you she is abstinent she is lying, no woman in her right mind would put the toilet paper on the roll incorrectly.

You can NOT take them out in public...warning if you do, you must be prepared to face the facts that you are the one who let the dog out. They burp & fart then laugh like they have never heard the sound before, most even laugh when the ketchup bottle makes that same noise. Here is a prime example of my husband & 11 year old son not knowing how to act in public...we stopped at a chinese buffet to eat, Both David & Austin, just like the male dog, take off to the bathroom to mark their territory.  David gets back to the table first, when Austin returns his hands are still wet (no big deal to the Mom at the table, I mean at least he washed them). David asks, "Son...why are your hands still wet?" Austin, who learned how to whisper in a saw mill says,  "I couldn't dry them, they didn't have one of those blowjobby things in there!!!"  Without missing a beat my husband replies, "Of course not, I would still be in there if they did!!!" That would have been the perfect time for a major earthquake to hit, to be struck by lightning or the return of Jesus Christ, anything just please make this stop!!!

Then you have the whole grass thing...our yard looks absolutely immaculate, as long as we can get some rain in the summer, we have the most beautiful grass in the whole community. (the grass literally feels like carpet under your bare feet). A man will mow the yard twice a week if it needs it in the spring, summer & fall. Heck, my husband even vacuums the pine needles off the grass all winter long with the push mower.  Yet, the average man with a four year college degree, who received a full ride scholarship in basketball can not seem to hit the laundry basket with his dirty clothes. How is this so hard? They are the master at throwing a tiny piece of popcorn in the air & catching it in their mouth BUT you can't hit the hamper with your underwear...what is wrong with this picture?!?!?!?!

The simple fact that a man can walk in to a department store & leave in less that 30 min with a bathing suit, after waiting in the check out line for 29 minutes is all a chic needs to know they can't be trusted.  I wish just once that a clothing designer would make this activity as challenging for a man as it is for us ladies.  They should get the privilege of the joy of  printed swim trunks making their butts look big at least once in their lives. Please sweet Mary Mother of God, ban the sale of those wretched "panties" as my boys call them. Never, not one time, has this sassy southern gal, or any normal woman even thought, "O I would love to see him in a speedo!!!"  Yuck, I just threw up in my mouth a little from the thought of it.

I have yet to meet a man that is not knocked completely STUPID  by boobs...HELLO...they are two big blobs of fat on a woman's chest.  They don't sing, dance or spout off the 100 most amazing sports facts of the 20th century.  Yet every single time a man sees them his little head starts to out think the big head which is a dangerous position to be in.  When the little head kicks in its usually equivilent to the redneck phrase, "Hold my beer, & watch this..." which usually ends up with said man sleeping in the dog house. News flash here fellas...guess who else has boobs?  YOUR Mom & Grandma...not so mesmerizing now are they?

Men are brave enough to put their lives on the line every single day as a cop, a fireman or a soldier, however, they will cry like a baby over a bikini wax or brazilian.  They had rather wrestle a bear that simply pick up pads or tampons at the store. I mean hello...anybody knows that they aren't for you!!!!

Now this is what you want to be EQUAL to...umm no thanks!!! If being EQUAL means to be considered the same as let me be equal to I will take being a woman any day, all day long.

Now let's get serious for a minute...God created man & woman equal, he created them both in his image. He even instructed them to have dominion over the earth & to be fruitful & multiply.  When the serpent decided to lie to Eve, convincing her that she could be as smart as God.  Eve saw that the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good & Evil looked good & smelled good, she decided to taste it.  This was clearly a poor choice...although the food tasted good, it was reckless & without regard for the consequences that would follow.  In Genesis 3:16, as part of the punishment that Eve received for her bad choice man was allowed to rule over woman. So I guess you can say we brought it on ourselves...

Women today pay more for household products than men do. A woman needs to work 40 more days per year to close the 16% gap between them & men in the area of annual salary.  Our Congress is the most diverse congress in U.S. history, however, women only make up 20%.  We still shoulder more of the household burden & we are more likely to be victims of human trafficking, rape, & domestic violence

How did our country wind up in the mess it is in today? Women hit the workforce...at one time women were at home, the kids came home to perhaps milk & cookies rather than a locked door. When women hit the workforce the price of everything went up in cost, simply because the market could bear it. Same thing happens today...prices go up & mom or dad & sometimes even both pick up a part time job to cover the basics in life & afford kids the clothes & shoes "everybody" is wearing.  Now it is almost unheard of for a momma to be at home both parents have to work just for the family to survive.  Child molestation, crime & divorce rates have all sky-rocketed.  So my thoughts are if men made 2-3 times more than women, perhaps we could make an attempt at correcting this mess which was started by the feminist movement.

Why is it so politically incorrect to be a woman/!?!?  God didn't make a mistake when he created us, he may have laughed but it wasn't a mistake. There is nothing wrong with liking to dress up, look pretty, have doors opened for you, cooking meals for your family, OR smelling girly.  There is also nothing wrong with not getting everything right as a Mom, nuturing is not one of my strongest qualities & I would have definitely been considered an epic fail at being a girl momma, hence the reason God has chosen to bless me primarily with boys.  That doesn't make me a complete failure it just means sometimes I have to work a little harder than some to nuture. Sometimes it is a challenge  to know when to hug one of the boys & when to tell him to suck it up.

If you spend very much time at all watching the news today, you will most likely walk away feeling like God made you as some sort of side note.  The bible clearly tells us that he knew us while we were still in the womb.  Jesus reinforced the fact that women are dearly loved...his first miracle came at the request of his mother (John 2:1-11), his greatest miracle was at the request of Mary & Martha (John 11:1-11), & women stayed with him throughout his crucifixion even after the men left (Matthew 27:55-56).  So women are dearly loved by God!!! Jeremiah 29:11 tells us that God has a plan for us...a plan to prosper not to fail.  Yet each time we try to do it our way we screw something else up...maybe its time to either LISTEN to God or put our big girl panties on & deal with it...

The Dash said it all...

This past week I attended a funeral of a friend...never will be anywhere on my list of favorite things to do...We are all gonna go someday, I get it & I'm ready, however I don't wanna be the one to start the line to heaven.

As I sat there listening to all the wonderful things said about my friend I found myself wondering what people would be saying after it was far too late for me to change their minds. Right now as long as I have breath in my body I can make a change to make me a better person.  After I am gone I won't even hear what they say...so I guess the fact that the dead don't hear anything could be a really good thing.

Before I met David, I had my funeral all planned out. I done it while working hospice. You attend so many funerals as a hospice nurse & see some things that are very special & some things that go on to that list of DON'T YOU DARE!!!!  I had also written letters to every single member of my family, yes including those precious grands that can't even read yet. These days the funeral plans have been laid down mainly because it's a funeral not a wedding...its not FOR me its for those left behind. Now that took a little while to soak in because when I realize that David is right I am like every other wife in America you almost have to whack me in the butt with a boat paddle to get me to admit it.

My dad wants to be buried & have a headstone. He thinks that is the only mark he will be leaving on this earth.  So to Dad that headstone is probably the most important mark in the cemetery...not to me. To me its the dash mark...the one between your date of birth & your date of death.

Its crazy to me that you can walk around in any cemetery & when you find a baby's headstone it has the very same dash mark as the 100 year old veteran.  I mean its such a little tiny mark for 100 years...I'm just in my 40's & I think mine should be LONGER!!! What have you done with your dash mark?

Did you live life to the fullest? Was your life simple? Complete your bucket list? Often we spend a lot of time comparing our lives to the lives of others.  Comparison is never our friend...God made us all unique...no one can be a better YOU than YOU!! Just because your neighbor has a new car every couple years doesn't mean they have more money than you....most likely they have more debt than you.  The co-worker who comes into work all put together, every hair in place, perfect makeup...she may have had to work extra hard to cover bruises that no one knows about. We sometimes have the impression that peoples lives are far different than what they are...its our nature. We all know what assuming gets you.

So after much thought on this matter...I have come to realize that dash mark is FAR too short, the wrong color, not even thick enough to truly represent the life I have had!!! Instead of a dash mark which has a clear ending I think an arrow would be better suited for mine...the point should point in the direction of my date of death. John 3:16 tells us that if we believe in Jesus we WILL have eternal life...eternal means it just keeps going & going like the energizer bunny. So even if I am not here my life is not over...but the dash says it all!!!

The shade comes free with the tree...

Have you ever once considered...the shade comes free with the tree? Not me...wish I had thought about it as a teenager when my dad was repeatedly telling me that nothing in life was free.  You know I would have been grounded until I was completely gray if I had pointed that out.

Life gets pretty busy sometimes, especially for women.  Most work...cook,..clean...do the laundry...take the kids to practice...make all their games...and if you are one of the lucky ones you can catch Grey's Anatomy.  If you're not one of the lucky few then you drag yourself to bed with your mind still whirling around from all you didn't get done today.

This past week has been so busy around here...school has started back, so there is homework, chores, meals...you know the struggle.  On top of that we decided to take up a new part-time job, yes I mean we...well mainly my husband.  But it has been blow & go all week with doctor's appointments, errands, Friday night football game...I was so busy that I couldn't see how much dirt was in the floor. Just like your life, sometimes mine gets so busy that I can't see what is right in front of me.

It is so easy to forget in all the hustle & bustle of life to recall where we have been & where we are now. The Bible tells us in Psalm 46:10 to "Be still & know that I am God"...this has ALWAYS caused me more grief than it was meant to. When I see the word still...my blood pressure goes up, my heart starts to beat faster & I sigh, probably because until just recently I didn't understand this verse at all. I have had ADD long before it was ADD....kept me in trouble my whole life.  So the thoughts of being still doesn't usually bring me comfort.  I want to move & if I think I have to be still I want to move MORE!!

This verse really has nothing to do with rope, duct tape or not moving...now don't you feel better already? I know I do!! What David was trying to tell us was to rest, relax, be calm in the fact that God has brought us through some major storms in life.  He carried us when we were too weak to carry ourselves. See its a good thing to slow down & reflect to what God has done for us...in our busy lives often we forget where we came from. We forget that we are ALL sinners saved by Grace! We forget that we will never be perfect, that we will always make mistakes.

When I take a minute, sometimes 2 or 12, to think about how thankful a southern girl can be for a shade...I realize that a double back flip from Grace led me to a very dark place in life. At a time when I didn't have enough sense to save myself OR my kids, God took matters in his own hands. As if paying the price for my sin wasn't enough. He picked me up...dusted me off...washed my face & hands, prepared me a seat at the table right next to him & said "Go & sin no more" Sometimes a little sit down in he shade can truly shape your perspective & help you KNOW that He is GOD!!!

The shade comes free with the tree is a song by Joe Nichols & when I heard it, I had to just stop & listen. I had never considered that shades were free.  Out here in the country, on top of this mountain, there is no place I had rather be...I need to be reminded when I'm looking for a bargain not to overlook what's right in front of me. I sure won't look at a shade the same again.

What is wrong with this new generation???

Do you ever go out in public & wonder if ALL your high school classmates were stoned their entire lives? Its the only explanation I can think of for the way millenlials act & dress...I mean were my parents & grand-parents the only ones who taught respect & I can NOT possibly be the only person with common sense...or can I?

I don't even know where to start so let me try clothing first...call me old-fashioned....a prude...or just plain old!!! There are some clothing basics that should not have to be said BUT apparently the fundamentals were never taught to those less than 30...NEWS FLASH: if you go out in public & are over the age of about 14 a bra is NOT optional...if you are outside of your house then you should have on a bra!!! If you little teeny boppers wanna keep those puppies off your stomach then wear under wire!!!! If you want a relationship with a real man then dress like you have some class & if you have no class fake it 'til you make it. I can promise you that if you dress like a hooker you will get a thug, you are gonna get the type of man that you dress foe...if the shirt you are wearing is white or light colored it is NOT ok to wear leopard print or black or red or any print bra underneath, if your top does not have straps or tiny straps then ONLY wear a strapless bra beneath (believe it or not you can purchase one at Wal-Mart)..no man should ever know what color your under garments are unless you are married!! PJs are made to be worn to bed & no further than the kitchen table...if you are guilty of wearing your PJs to town the don't complain because somebody called you lazy.

Fellas if you can not afford pants that fit your waist for God's sake your belt should be tight enough that no one knows what color your undies are...wife beaters are NEVER appropriate to wear to town or on any property that you do not own, unless they are under a dress shirt in the summer. Flat bill hats should be molded with a perfect curve in the bill which takes a long time to form to perfection. If you are wearing skinny leg jeans, they should only be worn with stilettos, so if your dad will frown on you in heels then you shouldn't wear skinny leg jeans & if you do, if you have an older brother he should give you an ultimate wedgey that has to be surgically removed. Camo is not proper attire for a court appearance, a funeral or a wedding, no I don't care if it is the good ones!!! Skoal rings are acceptable on your work pants ONLY!! Jeans have pockets in the front made special for carrying change, chapstick & your Keys, do not attatch your keys to your belt loop!!

Here are a few NORMAL things that BOTH sexes need to know is a must, no exceptions!!! You should bathe or shower at least once a day using soap & water...If you are leaving your house COMB YOUR HAIR!!!! You should also brush your teeth a minimum of 2 times a day!! Back in kindergarten you were taught how to match so why wear mismatched socks?

Moving on to manners...what happened to kids getting up & giving an older person the seat? Boys, hold the door open for girls & women ALL THE TIME, Girls say THANK YOU!!! It isn't gonna break your bank or your back young men to hold the door open & girls, you sure are NOT gonna choke on your words if you show appreciation for the little things in life. Don't ask for naked pics & girls DO NOT send them, once it is out there you can NOT get it back & it is forever out there for someone to pick up & show to the world or for you dad or little boys to find when surfing on the world wide web. Chew with your mouth closed & do NOT talk with your mouth full.

I realize that I probably don't sound very much like a christian today. This was all brought on by a visit to a local court room. I don't know why I am even to suprized. The most likely reason for all of this is because the mommas didn't get up & lay their court clothes out. This generation seems to be the most dependent generation ever created. They can NOT even think for themselves, they have been handicapped by their parents who found themselves too busy to raise children. They wanted to be a friend & never discipline them so if you are gonna choose the friend role then remember no one wants a friend who will lie to their face, so shoot straight! Someone has to tell them the painful truth, one day they will wake up & you won't be there, then what? If you can't tell your child the important things in life to prepare them for adulthood in general then don't blame society or call Dr. Phil when they wind up sleeping on your couch, eating your groceries & remain the same spoiled brat of a teenager when they are well into their 30's.

Power of Blogging...

This past weekend we received an advertisement in the mail from a local car dealership (Bill Smith, Cullman, AL). This is there yearly attempt to boost car sales...They promise you a prize, no purchase necessary, BUT you must go into the dealership to claim said prize. Well, in today's economy who can pass up a chance to win a  $10,000 Wal-Mart shopping spree?!? Not this hick chic...I love to go to Wal-Mart!!!

So we head to the dealership to claim our prize. (Last year it was 2 gold dollars...luckily we live close enough that it didn't cost us the whole $2 to go to the dealership). When we get there we ask for the event specialist, who just happens to be the first car salesman we see.  As we proceed to his desk we notice a couple other victims who apparently came to claim their prize & decided to test drive & seriously consider buying a car. Just as we get to his cubicle David tells him I am a blogger & that I will be blogging about our experience...he smiles & says don't use my name I don't want to be on the internet, at this point he hasn't even introduced himself, no name tag...now he no longer wants my husband's information he wants my name & phone number. He wants to know if we are interested in a new car, ahhh...no, we just got one last year (from another dealership). He then leaves his desk for less than 5 minutes & returns to have us follow him so that he can register us in the contest. He places the piece of paper that he wrote all my info down on into a wire basket for the drawing to be held on Saturday for a $500 Wal-Mart gift card (nevermind we didn't see anything written on it). Then he takes the code & matches it to a banner & says congratulations you have won a $5.00 Wal-Mart gift card. Now the gift card just so happen to be in his pocket, for real?!?!

David takes the card, says thank you & we walk out the door.  I am sure we didn't even make it the 3 miles down the road to Wal-Mart before they were looking me up on the internet, checking my Facebook & such.  I laughed & told the hubby that somebody could get used to that kind of treatment...the salesman never asked twice about purchasing a new car, not that it would have worked, when your legally blind the state for some odd reason frowns upon you driving. 

I am a girl who has been below the poverty line most of my life so my favorite kind of shopping is window shopping. Now David literally despises to go into a store if he doesn't have money to buy whatever he is gonna look at. Myself, on the other hand, love to dream & wish I can walk into every boutique in America & leave without spending a dime. It only helps me when a lottery ticket is purchased for me to day dream about what all i would do with the money...haha

David & I took our $5.00 gift card right on down to Wal-Mart & bought us a case of Diet Coke. Of course, we had to add about $3.00 to it to make the purchase. Overall it was a good experience with no arm twisting.

  

Olympic beach volleyball

I read a post on Facebook yesterday talking about how the women wore very little clothing  when playing Olympic Beach Volleyball & men wore much more...why do you think that is??

Of course I'm gonna give you my two cents. Since the 70's we women have been on a crash course to prove that we can do what ever we want when ever we want. Now I made sure before I started typing this that I put my BIG girl panties on because I usually wind up finding something in my own life that needs some work, so if you didn't put yours own when you got up this mornin' go get them now because I might not say what you want to hear. All I can say is it is what it is.

So the women are playing volleyball on TV in a 2 piece bathing suit, right?? First off it is beach volleyball, it has to be hot. Next, sex sells far better than toilet paper & deodorant, don't believe me sniff any teenage boy. As Paul Harvey said If he were the devil he would put dirtier movies on TV & have the mesmerizing media to fan the flames of his agenda. Itrks...

Obviously God didn't think the human body was ugly or disgusting, I mean after all Adam & Eve walked around naked & thought nothing of it...until...sin entered into the world. Then they knew they were naked. They were then clothed before being tossed out of the garden because God knew what an object of desire & lust it was going to become.

Now We know how men are, visual creatures, if it's in front of him he WILL look at it. In 1Timothy 2:9-10, we as women are instructed to dress modestly. It makes no sense to me for a woman to go have a doctor to make her boobs three times larger & make sure she accents them on a daily basis & then chastize a man for looking at them when he talks to her, really did you think he was gonna notice your eyes?? Be real..you serve them up he is gonna look at them. So take them off the plate & cover them.

We as women desire attention, any attention good or bad will do. If we don't get attention at home we will get it from somewhere else whether it be with our girlfriends at girls night out OR from the UPS man at work we will find it somewhere. This is why there are tons of selfies all over social media.

Self-worth has to come  from inside us, hence the word self. So daddies tell your little girls they are pretty. Momma's teach your daughters that their bodies are beautiful BUT it is like the greatest present in the world & should be saved for her husband.

As much as we desire the attention of other people God wants our attention. He could have created robots to give him constant attention BUT he gave us free will. He wants us to choose HIM & desire to spend time with him. Spending time with GOD will change our perspective on awhat is appropriate & inappropriate.

We are not ignorant to the fact that the body of a woman is kryptonite to a man!!! So as women we should be responsible with the power God equipped us with. Be aware of the affects it can have on a man when you wear the low cut blouse or when you accentuate your assets. I am by no means saying that you can't look pretty & dress well...I am saying that if you dress like a hooker then don't act all offended when the construction crew whistles & comments as you walk down the side walk.

So parents teach those boys to respect women in all areas of life. They are not born knowing how to be respectful in public AND in private. We have to teach them to show respect when they speak, touch, kiss, & argue with their wives. How boys treat women starts at home...they observe the way dad treats mom & how mom allows others to treat her. Kids are like sponges they soak up what we say & what we do.

Meat can only be dangled in the face of a lion for so long before he pounces & consumes it. It matters not how well trained he is, how tired he may be nor how full his belly is...he is going to devour the meat. Therefore, if we teach our daughters to look at their bodies like objects then that's the way they will be treated. If we teach our sons to look at women like meat then that is exactly the way they will treat them. Change starts in the mirror...so take a good long look & see if perhaps your views about the body of a woman could be twisted.

In this day & age there are so many victims of child molestation that it warps our views of sex & our bodies. When your past has been splattered with the  nightmare of sexual abuse the way your brain views sexuality has to be reprogrammed & it doesn't happen over night. The bible does say we can do all things through Christ who gives us the strength we need to deal with the challenges that accompany abuse.

Before the HATERS start hating...I am in no way saying that any form of sexual assault is a woman's fault because she may dress in a more revealing nature!!! Rape & the like is an EVIL thing!!! The fault in the case of rape lies squarely on the shoulders of the person who looses control & takes advantage of someone simply because they can. Pure & simple it is EVIL that totally changes a woman forever.

Hey y'all

Hey y'all...My name is Trinity, I am wife, momma & "grandmaw" & that is just the way those sweet little country grandboys say it. My better half is the king of karoke, David, he has the voice of an Angel, the heart of a lion, works like a mule & still manages to keep the grass cut!! We have 5, yep 5 kids...David Jr, 28, single & a talented song-writer, guitar picker & all around good ole boy...Kristin, 24, married, momma, beautiful free spirit, Cole, 19, married (yeah he got an early start), hard-working, fisherman, Seth, 16, junior, grounded often football player, Austin, 11, my side-kick, sarcastic, goofball...then those precious grandbaby angels Brodin, 4 & Camdin, 3 no matter what their momma says they are pure sweetness, usually covered in dirt & food...that's the whole clan. You will definitely learn far more about them than they want the world to know as this blog goes on...

I am country as kudzu , I sound like the little girl who played Dolly in THE COAT OF MANY COLORS ( if you haven't seen it, just know that I am from the heart of Dixie & this drawl can NOT be faked haha) I have a master's degree from the school of hard knocks, I am a daddy's girl & momma's spit fire...most days my husband likes me & at least one of the kids hate me. I am a woman so of course I have an opinion on EVERYTHING from abortion to zoology. I have no problem speaking my mind & no it doesn't always come out all sweet & innocent just because I have an accent. I am sassy & sometimes classy. My Daddy raised me to take no bull & as Merle says, momma tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied!!! My grand parents were the rock that I leaned on...

I have stood on the mountaintop & took a swan dive from Grace into the valley of the shadow of doubt!! I love God, am saved by Grace, if the Bible says it I believe it & that settles it. I believe that this world has gone crazy! Thankful to be living in the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!!! I was raised to R.E.S.P.E.C T. My elders AND authority figures like teachers & police officers. I have been around the block a time or 2 in my 40 something years which has taught me ALOT about people, life, love, & patience.

This blog was named "Like Peter wrote it on a rock" because that is what my grandparents used to say when they were making sure I understood what they were telling me was the TRUTH, the whole truth & nothing but the truth. So that is my intention  through this blog...give it to you straight!!! I won't shy away from hard topics like sex, abortion, abuse, gender modification or any topic you want to discuss BUT be aware that I don't beat around the bush...if I don't know about it I will chase it until I find out about it...I will search out the Godly direction to cover the topics I talk about. I welcome input...so feel free to comment!!! WARNING...I am not a teacher by profession, there WILL be typos, I won't get the grammar correct & we will ALL live through it!!!!
So hang on for this ride...I will promise you laughs & tears from time to time...I will be talking to myself as much as you think I am talking to you...share this page with anybody you think will enjoy it!!!