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Monday, October 18, 2010

The Real Ms. Pearl and a Winner!

Ms. Pearl's latest picture!Hope you had a wonderful weekend. I did except this morning I feel like a backhoe or something about that size drove over me and then backed up and did it again.

I thought that after almost six months of recouping I would be able to volunteer to hand out programs for the Festival Hill Concert. It turns out my back is still not healed enough for me to stand for an hour in one spot. The sad part is workers comp is doing nothing but sending me to a pain management doctor and pool therapy. After months with them and no progress wouldn’t you try something different? My pain management doctor told me at my last visit that I should have had surgery but workers comp does not like dealing with back surgery so they avoid it at your expense.

Roger Wright an American classical concert pianist who also won the United States National scrabble Championship in 2004 was the solo performer at Festival Hill on Saturday afternoon. Hard to believe that such a young man like Mr. Wright could perform so well that he almost knocked our socks off when he ended with Islamey (by Mily Balakirev 1869) I could not take my eyes off his hands even though he was a very handsome man.

Two reasons this morning for posting the first to announce the winner of the Pillsbury Giveaway and to tell you the story of how Ms. Pearl came to life.

My lucky winner was chosen from using the faithful random generator that is so awesome for choosing your winner. It chose number 15 which just happened to be Nezzy of Cow Patty Surprise!

So happy Nezzy that you won one of my giveaways and if you will email me your address, I will send it to the little dough boy so he can send you your $15.00 gift certificate and other goodies. Remember share your biscuits with your cowhands too. Another company approached me too so I will be having another one soon.

Let me see if I can make this short telling you about the beginning of Ms. Pearl. Several years ago we had an inmate incarcerated in our jail for at least two years and during this time he was our chief cook and bottle washer. Without his help in the kitchen and other areas there would have been days his fellow inmates would have gotten by on some pretty sad meals. Kevin knew how to handle a grill and whipped up some meals that were pretty darn good even if it was in jail.

He not only worked in the kitchen but helped out with supplies and other things. One day I was having trouble with a rowdy female inmate who was refusing to cooperate with me locking her in her cell. Now I am from Texas and yes I do tend to exaggerate at times but this is not one of those times. This woman was every bit of 5’10” and weighed maybe 195 lbs. Ornery as hell and did I mention brought in for assault.

Well Ms. Ornery and I were down the female hall and I had opened the vault that gave me access to opening her door and as luck would always have it she started calling me a few choice names and refusing to go in the holding cell. I must have not had very much sleep the night before because she was getting on my last nerve. Thinking that she and I were alone in the hallway I like a fool slammed the vault door shut put the big heavy keys in my big pockets and told her if that was the way she felt about me to just come on with it.

Now in all honesty I grew up protecting myself against four brothers who liked to fight but never did I ever tell someone just to come on and get a piece of me. How darn foolish is that besides being stupid. Hahaha

She took a couple of steps toward me and then started talking about cameras and how much trouble she would be in for hitting an Officer. I assured her where we were there were no cameras and to come on or get in the cell. After a few more ugly names thrown my way she stepped inside the cell. Thankfully and nervously I reopened the vault and locked her down. Much to my surprise when I turned to go back the other direction Kevin was standing there with a mop in his hand. He had a look on his face that I will never forget and then totally out of place for an inmate he asks me if I had lost my mind. Lol

He then proceeded to tell me that this woman was known for assaulting and beating the living day lights out of people. I of course tried to act unconcerned all the while cussing at myself underneath my breath.

Turns out later that day I heard him in the kitchen with other inmates telling his version of the story. I have to tell you it was much funnier than the one I could ever tell. This man has a way with words. He has all of them laughing and then he tells them Ms. Maggie has a Ms. Pearl inside her that they should not ever bring to surface. From that day on if I ever raised my voice about anything Officers and Inmates would say oh hell Ms. Pearl is here today.

Now you know how I came to be called Ms. Pearl. Months after this I looked up the name Margaret and it means Pearl. Can you imagine my surprise? Then I realized my Mama named me and her twin sister was named Pearl and she was Ruby. After all these years of wondering why they picked Margaret I think I know the answer.

Enjoy your week! I have to get better because my kids are coming Saturday (can you tell grandmayellowhair is excited) and my house looks like Ms. Pearl lives here along with her friends.

We are going to my brothers for a small family reunion. Any suggestions on side dishes or desserts I could take. My brothers are fixing bar-b-que for the main dish.

Love to all



Debby said...

Thanks for sharing Ms. Pearl's beginning. Love her picture. SO glad you are getting to see the grandbabies soon. ((((HUGS))))

Anonymous said...

LOL Sometimes, you just have enough, don't you? I went at my niece's ex once. I am a slim 5'7" and even while I am giving this 6'4" man 'Hail Columbia', the sane part of me is whispering' Are you nuts? He could stand you on your head and mop the floor with your hair.'
I've only done this 4 times in my life, maybe that's why I haven't got the tar beat out of me!

Anonymous said...

BTW, that must be Ms Pearl in the other twin bed! LOL

Nezzy (Cow Patty Surprise) said...

Ooooooo, a family reunion!!! What fun. :o)

Wow, I'm doin' my little happy dance here...I won!!! Dang, am I'm I ever behind in postin' my winnin'. I will catch up someday...really!!!

Thanks so much. The tummies I feed 'round the Pondersoa will also have a big old Ozarks THANK YOU to Miss Maggie!

Ya'll have a most magnificent 'fall' day now, Ya hear!!! :o)

Lisalulu said...

loved the story! wow wouldn't want to cross you, ha ha. HAVE fun with the whole fam-damly this weekend!

Anonymous said...

Maggie, I just read about Ms Pearl to my hubby and we are laughing and I am now crying from laughter, and wipping my eyes with tears! Thank you for the laughter and I am sure glad you got through that ordeal with a 'reputation' that you didn't have to defend!

Enjoy your family...and I always make pasta salad or a home made cole slaw or corn casserole. I'm not a great cook but can do these.

~ Regan said...

What a funny story!!! I enjoyed it! I always wondered where you came up with "Ms. Pearl".

Have a great week! Hope your back feels better soon!

Karen Whittal said...

What a really great story...... my nick name is Cruella de Villa........ should I be worried??

Susan Anderson said...

That picture of Ms. Pearl is perfect, and so is the story of how she came to be!

Sorry you're hurting again. Hope you feel better soon!


Diane at Crafty Passions said...

That's quite a story... made me laugh I could just see it in my mind... let me just say you have a lot of guts !!!!( My Dad was a sergeant in the Police Force and then Chief so I totally know what your talking about... hehehe)
Have fun at your get together and get some rest.

Libbie said...

Maggie!!! That is so funny! You are one tough woman!!! Fun to hear how Ms. Pearl started!!!

I wish I could help you with a recipe for the family reunion but I am a terrible cook! But have fun!

Kim said...

Hi Maggie,
Its nice to hear how Ms. Pearl originated. Ummmm, this story would have had a much different ending if Mrs. Ornery hadn't backed down. But somehow I think you could have taken her!!

Unknown said...

I just love reading your blog and you made my day describing how Ms. Pearl came to be.

For a quick dessert, I just learned this easy one from someone. Take a tub of Cool Whip and let it defrost for about 10-15 minutes on the counter. In the meantime, melt a normal size chocolate bar in the microwave until it still looks intact but in fact is melted. (I usually melt it in 15 second increments so as not to burn it). After the Cool Whip has defrosted for the 10-15, scrape the melted chocolate into the Cool Whip and mix the two together really well. The chocolate will actually kinda harden again into tiny little pieces throughout the Cool Whip. Now you can start eating it at that moment, but if you're not ready to, place it back into the freezer until you're ready to serve it. Simple but oh so Yummy!!! (And very fattening, too). My family devoured the entire tub in just one sitting (along with my help of course).

Take care.

Home and Heart said...

Maggie I don't know if I have ever told you how funny and special you are?? Thoughtful, fun, and downright wonderful! Thanks for the chuckle, so sorry you are in pain. Sending Big hugs your way!!

Sissie's Shabby Cottage said...

Hi Maggie,
Ms Pearl looks just like I imagined!! You can just see that attitude in her!

Thanks for the story about how she got her name. I love it.


Tam said...

Dang it Maggie that is just too darn funny..girl I can see you now standing there telling that woman to come get a piece. Lord I am so glad this story had a happy funny ending. You need to stay at home with Tinkerbell and stay away from inmates. You are too fiesty for that job. or is it Ms. Pearl that is too fiesty.
I hate to admit it but this picture is very close to how I picture Ms. Pearl. No seriously I had a real similar picture of her imagined in my brain.
Sorry your still having trouble with your pain. But there is a reason silly why you have not been released for work. So please take it easier than you have been doing. That house and other stuff will be there when you get well.
Listen to all your friends on here and take better care of you because like so many you are my drug of the day. hahahahahaha
Looking forward to your next post

Anonymous said...

I read your site but don't comment. Lady you are too funny. Have you considered writing for a newspaper or magazine.
Think about it beats working for the government.

Charlene said...

What a story girl!!!! Good thing she backed down!!!!!!! YIKES! And I love the photo in the next post. GOOSE! After 40 years.... Yep it's still fun to give him a goose! HUGS! And I hope your back gets better! Charlene

Anonymous said...

Love this post!! So glad to know how you came to discover Ms. Pearl. I can tell you why you were named are a real and rare gem sweet Maggie...the name fits you perfectly!

Sure sorry to hear your back is still not healing as well as we would like it to be. Workman's comp needs to get their act together and take care of you the way you should be.

Enjoy your time with your family.

Still keeping you all in prayers.

Love and hugs!

Anonymous said...

Nice story Maggie.Thanks for visiting today.If I would of known it was your house with all those gorgeous roses all over it I would of knocked real loud and had some baklava for you;) lol.

Julie Harward said...

LOL..maybe the back troubles come from Ms. Pearl's heavy chest as I see here in her picture?! Seriously,I hope it will heal soon. And yay for Nezzy, she is such a dear! Missed you! :D

Anonymous said...

Oh my gosh I was giggling with this story. Fantastic!! So happy that it only took words to settle it all down. Hugs. Tammy

Karen said...

I enjoyed the story of how "Ms. Pearl" came to be! :)