Our Hearts Are Breaking Again!

Like you my heart is breaking once again for all the victims and their families who are suffering from the cruel senseless, cowardly act in Boston.

I have not felt like blogging or being on the computer since this happened.

Then early this morning my friend Janie calls me and tells me about the horrific explosion in West, Texas.

It brought back memories of the explosion here in our small town around twenty years ago.

I still remember that day like it was yesterday.

The day of the Gas explosion I was in Huntsville, Texas attending In-Service Classes and walking into the college that morning the ground shook. Huntsville is close to eighty miles from here.

Being in class I had no idea there was an explosion in my area. The Warden where I worked phoned the college and had them send me home. I was a nervous wreck that long drive home because all the phone lines were down and I did not know if my children were ok. I knew my husband was out of town working but I had Clint and Christi at home. Chad was actually in college in Huntsville.

The explosion was in the country about ten miles from where we lived. Clint and Christi thought a tornado had happened because they told me the whole house shook.

Our area looked like a bomb had been dropped from the sky and I am sure that is what the town of West looks like tonight.

Sending prayers to heaven for the people of  Boston and the little town of West.

Tomorrow my boss/landlady will be here for the day. I am hoping that they are coming to discuss my future and the move to Georgetown. At first I was totally excited about it but after having over a month to bounce it back and forth in my head I am not sure it is the right thing to do.

Seems foolish of me to worry about something like a move when so many others have lost so much.

Sending you much love and Sweet Dreams!

Love to all,

Maggie

April 15th Deadline!

Every year around April 15th you can find me rolling on the floor mumbling words that have no meaning not even to me. This year was no exception.

In all honesty this floor rolling moment took longer than the other years. It lasted a good two days and when I hit submit to file my taxes by e-file I thought the discombobulation was at an end. Not meant to be! It was only the beginning.

My printer showed that I was out of ink. Jeez Marie all I need is just enough ink to print a few pages. I took the ink out shook it and whatever ink was left in it dripped tiny little ink spots on my jeans.

All right I guess I should of had enough sense to know better. I change clothes drive the ten miles to Wal Mart one way and buy the black ink only and drive back home.

You guessed it. After replacing the black ink the darn printer kept telling me that I was out of color ink. I kept going into properties and everything else on the computer trying to get the thing to accept just the black ink but no luck.

I am determined that I am going to print my copy of my return if it takes me all day. I make the decision to drive back to town and buy the color ink. Forty dollars later I am back home installing it and thinking thank goodness this is almost over with.

Would you believe I hit print and now the darn printer is telling me the printer head is missing or not installed. I came so close to loosing it. What the heck is the printer head? I go find my instructions for the printer. I follow their instructions not once but at least a dozen times but still get this irritating message.

By now I am totally ready to kick something. Anything! I felt like running through the pastures screaming my fool head off.

Three days later and I still don't have my return printed. It's stored in Adobe Reader and it won't let me transfer it to my email address so I could print it at the library or a friends house. I now have to see where I can find a printer head for the printer.

The next morning after two days of working on this mess I get out of bed and I bend down to feed Tinkerbell and I can't stand back up. Oh the pain! A box of Aleve later I am walking and bending but slower than usual. Stress and days on the computer has a way with my back. Days of mowing might have had something to do with it too.

This morning a friend phoned and ask me to go see the Jackie Robinson movie 42. I am not good at movie reviews but I do know that this a must see movie. The disrespect and cruelty that he endured while just wanting to play ball is unbelievable and sad beyond words.

Never in my life time will I ever understand the hate of another human being because of his color.

I hope if you have a chance to see this movie that you do and that you let me know how you liked it.

Sending you much love

Maggie