THE NEW HOUSE

OK EVERYBODY....HERE IS THE NEW HOUSE!!! ONCE AGAIN I FORGOT TO TAKE MY CAMERA INSIDE. I MEANT TO TAKE BEFORE AND AFTER PICTURES, BUT I FORGOT. I WILL ADD SOME PICTURES OF MY AWESOME PAINTING ABILITIES IN THE NEXT COUPLE OF DAYS. THIS PICTURE REALLY IS NOT VERY GOOD, BUT IT WORKS..LOL. TYPE TO YOU ALL SOON!!!! WE WILL HOPEFULLY BE ALL MOVED IN BY APRIL 16TH. WISH US LUCK!!

OK...I KNOW I HAVE BEEN SLACKING, BUT I AM REALLY BUSY GETTING THE NEW HOUSE READY TO MOVE INTO. I AM SOOOOOO EXCITED...JUST WANTED TO STOP BY HERE AND LET EVERYBODY KNOW..I HAVEN'T FORGOT YA!!! I AM ALMOST DONE W/ MY PAINTING AND THEN I JUST GOTTA CLEAN UP. IT SHOULD BE ALL DONE BY NEXT WEEK. WISH ME LUCK!!!!!!!!!!

JUST ANOTHER POEM

I wrote this poem as a creative writing assignment my senior year of high school, and ended up in the counselor's office w/ my principal and my mother later that same day. My counselor told my mother that it was a cry for help and he was shocked when my mom and I both burst out in laughter. No one has ever really gotten my writing except for my mother. I do everything in my life the hard way. I love hard, lose hard, and hurt hard. It is just who I am. When I give, I give everything I have and am. It is just my nature. So, no I am not suicidal, and no this is not a cry for help, but it is good and is also one of my favorites that I have written. So I hope you all enjoy this poem, but please know that I am a very happy and well adjusted person.

To End It All

By: Tanjua S. Waddle

Death seems like the perfect way
Just to end it all.
You say goodbye, and bid farewell,
And leave the rest to fall.

It seems no mater how I try,
I just can’t get things right.
Why can’t the one who takes us all,
Come take me tonight.

I’m sure they’ll say I just gave up,
And some may think that’s true.
But in the times of my distress,
I just don’t know what to do.

I try to do right by all,
But I always end up wrong.
I just hope when I am gone,
You’ll realize I did belong.

I tried to fit in the world around,
But I always seemed to fail.
I was merely a train in the night,
Waiting to derail.

Like two ships passing in the night,
So did I pass life.
I left it for the rest to live.
For each of you I sacrificed.

Please don’t think I left you all,
To make it on your own.
You’ll always have the memories,
Of the love I’ve never shown.

I tried to show each of you,
The love I hid away.
For those of you who never knew,
You’ll each find out someday.

You may not all see it now,
But the future will surely tell.
Just follow your heart, and live your dreams,
And never allow yourself to fail.

I can’t ask you all to forgive me,
For all I’ve said and done.
I just wanted you each to know,
That beneath, I’m only human.

You all thought I was solid as stone,
But even the largest mountain crumbles.
I tried to walk the straight and narrow,
But even the most balanced stumble.

If I could be all you need,
I’d bubble over with joy.
But since I can’t, I think it’s best,
I simply be destroyed.

I know that sounds a little harsh,
But it is best for all.
It wouldn’t be so easy for me,
If I didn’t feel so small.

I’m not needed in this world ,
For anything but to take up space.
I wish I knew another way,
To get myself out of this place.

I don’t feel like you need me here,
To complicate the simple tasks.
I guess I’ve finally decided to show,
The face beneath the mask.

I know it will be hard for you,
To go on without me here.
I simply beg you not to cry,
Don’t shed a single tear.

I guess I’ve said enough for now,
And I hope that you all see.
The only thing my death will do,
Is take each of you from me.

I'M STILL HERE

MY WONDERFUL BROTHER
OK. I know i have been slacking, but I have been really busy. Guess what! We are moving. They say that when God closes a door he opens a window. My brother called me last night and asked me if we still wanted to buy his house. Once again, I explained to him that we could not get a bank loan for the house. He has agreed to rent the house to Bill and I until we can buy it. I am soooooooooooooo happy. Not only do we get to go back home like we want to, but we finally get a HOME. I have been on cloud nine all day, even though things did not go quite as smoothly as I would hope. I met my brother at the house at 10 this morning to find 4 1/2 feet of water in the basement. Apparently, the last renters had turned the electricity off and the electric company had neglected to put it back over in my brother's name like they were suppose to, and a water pipe froze and busted. I would hate to see this month's water bill, but we got it all pumped out, and I spent all day peeling wall paper and painting. It was wonderful!! To actually be given free reign over how my house will look when I get done w/ it. My brother has told me that I can do whatever I want to it, within reason. I will be working on it every day so that we can move in a month, if at all possible. So, hooray for me! I am so happy!

ALL I WANT

OK. Here we go with the more personalized blog. Have you ever wanted something so bad, but have absolutely no way of getting it? My husband wanted one thing out of life. A loving wife and great kids. He got it. So, tell me, why my want seems so unreachable to me. I don't wanna be rich, or famous, or even skinny and beautiful. All I want is for my family to have a home that is ours. That is all. That is it. I just want to buy a house. Unfortunately, our credit history keeps us from doing this. Now, that we have good jobs, our bills are always paid, and we always have a little extra each month, no one will give us a home loan because of our PAST credit problems. I guess we went about things the wrong way. Once we got our finances on the right track, we avoided credit cards, bank accounts, and new vehicles. We have always bought vehicles that we could afford to buy out right, and we deal w/ cash, and money orders. No checking accounts. Now, because of our bad past credit, and our current no credit, I can't have what I want more than anything. I just want a house that I can make a home !

JUST BLOGGING

OK. I sit here at my computer eating my milk duds, and drinking my Mountain Dew. My house is very quiet except for the TV and the sound of the tapping keys. The girls are all three at school today, thank goodness, we have all been sick. This crazy Missouri weather has got everyone feeling ick ! Sorry, just realized I was rhyming. It is the poet in me. I find I do it in conversation too. Not necessarily rhyming, but the flow of the words changes without me even thinking about it. Well, I have been on this blog site for more than a month. I have found many interesting people that have a lot to say. I think I enjoy reading other people's writing as much as writing my own. Some days, that is all that I do, I just sit and read what everyone else is writing. I think I will start getting a little bit more personal w/ some of my blogs. Go down memory lane every once in a while. I hope this will not bore my few, but faithful readers. I think the one primary question that I am facing right now is , How Personal Do I Get? Where do you draw the line? What limits do you put on your writing when you don't know who will be reading it? These questions are the only thing that has been holding me back from putting too much of myself into this blog. I think it is time to remove the boundaries, and just be myself. So, here we go. It is time to be me.

A LITTLE ABOUT ME

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TRIBUTE TO ONE OF MY FAVORITE POETS

Today, instead of my own writing and stupidity, I thought

I would post one of my favorite poems by someone a bit more

famous. This is the very first poem that I memorized when

I first started doing some of my own writing. How was I to

know how true to my life this great work of art would turn

out to be......

March 26, 1874-January 29, 1963

"Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper."--Robert Frost

The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;


Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,


And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

WOW....THAT IS ALL I CAN SAY

I'm told that there is a huge rock near a gravel pit on Hwy.25 in rural Iowa. For generations, kids have painted slogans, names, and obscenities on this rock, changing its character many times. A few months back, the rock received its latest paint job, and since then it has been left completely undisturbed. It's quite an impressive sight. Be sure to scroll down and check out the multiple photos (all angles) of the rock. I thought the flag was draped over the rock, but it's not. It's actually painted on the rock too.

Here's the artist Ray "Bubba" Sorensen.

AWESOME Work, RAY...Thank you! "God Bless America"
& "OUR SOLDIERS AND VETS"