Tag: Family

Power outages in Arkansas

I am sitting in my car charging my cell phone. Saturday morning some storms came through that did a lot of damage.

Below I am posting some pictures and a link to my YouTube page where I took some videos from Saturday after the storms.

We are on Entergy and there are lots of outages. We live in rural Saline County so it may be awhile. They are saying tomorrow night at 10pm but I guess we will see.

Our neighbors have gas generators that kick on because they are hooked up to the natural gas lines. They are expensive so we can’t afford it right now. My husband did buy one but he t needs work so we can’t use it.

This isn’t the first time that storms came through like this. I’m just glad it didn’t happen with the ice and snow. It is 49 degrees right now and tomorrow it is supposed to get up into the 60s. So if I don’t go to work then it won’t be to bad to stay home.

April Day’s ~ Just a song to celebrate the month of April

April starts with tricks and fun,
April Fools’—better watch out, everyone!
Then Autism Awareness shines so bright,
Spreading love, understanding, and light.

So many days, so much to do,
Every sunrise brings something new.
From Earth Day green to Easter delight,
April’s got something that feels just right!

Oh, April days, come and play,
Celebrate life in a special way!
From laughing out loud to dancing around,
April’s the month where joy is found.

World Health Day comes—take care, be strong,
And hug your pet on the 11th, all day long!
Then we cheer for books on the 23rd,
Grab a story—let your imagination be heard.

So many days, so much to do,
Every sunrise brings something new.
From Earth Day green to Easter delight,
April’s got something that feels just right!

Oh, April days, come and play,
Celebrate life in a special way!
From laughing out loud to dancing around,
April’s the month where joy is found.

On the 15th, we pay our dues,
Tax Day’s here, but don’t feel blue.
Then Earth Day comes, let’s plant some trees,
A greener world, fresh air to breathe.

Pajamas to work, on the 16th, why not?
Superhero Day, go save a spot!
World Penguin Day—so cool, so neat,
Then Dance Day comes, just move your feet!

So many days, so much to do,
Every sunrise brings something new.
From Earth Day green to Easter delight,
April’s got something that feels just right!

Oh, April days, come and play,
Celebrate life in a special way!
From laughing out loud to dancing around,
April’s the month where joy is found.

Oh, April days, come and play,
Celebrate life in a special way!
From laughing out loud to dancing around,
April’s the month where joy is found.

April’s got sunshine, April’s got rain,
But every day, there’s joy to gain.
So mark your calendar, don’t delay,
And celebrate each April day!

April’s got sunshine, April’s got rain,
But every day, there’s joy to gain.
So mark your calendar, don’t delay,
And celebrate each April day!
Come on and join the Fun!

The Time Machine

The Time Machine Lyrics ~ written by Lisa Sanders, created using Suno ai

Tick, tock, gears in motion,

Hidden key, secret notion.

Antique sale, they didn’t see,

What this dusty box could really be.

Wrapped my arms around my father tight,

Wish I’d told him more before he said goodnight.

All the time I wasted, words left unsaid,

Going back in time, thinking about that woodshed.

Tick, tock, turn the dial,

Found a time machine buried in the pile.

They didn’t know what they had in their hands,

But I dusted it off, now I’m making my stand.

One hidden key set the whole thing in motion,

I’m racing through time with a heart full of devotion.

Henry hauled the wrecks, knew the roads by name,

Tried to teach me, but I played a different game.

Wish I’d learned how to drive that bulldozer,

Going back in time so I’m not somebody’s gopher.

Tick, tock, turn the dial,

Found a time machine buried in the pile.

They didn’t know what they had in their hands,

But I dusted it off, now I’m making my stand.

One hidden key set the whole thing in motion,

I’m racing through time with a heart full of devotion.

If I could have found you sooner on this winding road,

We’d have more years before the clocks got old.

Every laugh, every kiss, every dream in your eyes,

I’d give you forever if time could rewind.

Tick, tock, turn the dial,

Found a time machine buried in the pile.

They didn’t know what they had in their hands,

But I dusted it off, now I’m making my stand.

One hidden key set the whole thing in motion,

I’m racing through time with a heart full of devotion.

Tick, tock, gears slow down,

My Future’s waiting, and I’m homebound.

No more running, no disguise,

The past is gone, but love never dies.

Love will never die.

So here is the meaning behind the song.

Verse 1 is about the bond between a father and a son. Namely, between my husband, Eugene, and his father. His father passed away back in 1997. There was a lot of unspoken words between them. Lets just say – their relationship was not good. His father did a lot of things that he did not agree with and we will leave it at that because that is not my story to tell.

Verse 2 was about Henry. Henry was a father figure to Eugene when he was a teenager. Henry took him under his wing and treated him like his son. He had a very good relationship with Henry but, being a teenage boy, he had other things on his mind. He did not take advantage of opportunities that presented itself.

Verse 3 is about the relationship he has with me. We have been married going on 32 years. We only got together after both of us divorced. My story, I can tell and you will probably hear more about it as time goes on. Eugene doesn’t mind if I tell the story he had with his ex wife – that is free game.

So, although he hasn’t found that time machine in an antique estate sale yet. It is something that could possible happen. You know how you open a box full of memories. There will be old pictures possible love letters or postcards? Well, this is kind of like that. The key is about love. Love opens a box of memories. I put that idea with three things that happened in the past. I hope that you can relate to this song in some way, shape or form.

With that being said ~ Suck it up, Buttercup!

Suck It Up, Buttercup!

What advice would you give to your teenage self?

My advice to my teenage self would be to suck it up, buttercup! Why? And where did you hear this from? Well, I probably heard it but never paid any mind to it when I was young. It wasn’t until after I had been working and in my 40’s did it really catch my attention. A co-worker who used to be a high school math teacher came to work in our office. She said this all the time, and the meaning of it still did not hit home until recently.

Let me tell you that this saying is now a running joke between my husband and myself. Whenever we have to put up with something challenging (well, I can’t say challenging but just harder because we are older), we will just say, “Suck it up buttercup!”

I thought this would be the makings for a good song. I have never heard anybody ever sing it, and I have never heard anybody try to ever explain what it means. So here it is! My version of what it means to me.

Behind the lyrics, Verse 1 is about how when I was learning to ride my bike, I would fall down and scrape my knees. No telling how many bruises I got from it, but each time, I would just get up and try try again. I remember this one time when I was 13 years old before I started 9th grade, that I was just peddling on the side of the highway and not giving no attention to where I was going or what was in front of me. I just remember turning to look behind me for some reason, and the next thing I knew. I was flying over the handlebars onto the asphalt. I had a 2 inch gash right below my left kneecap on my left leg for 2 months. I don’t know if there was anything in it or not, but I remember it really hurt. All mom did was put antibiotic cream on it and covered it with gauze. I didn’t go to the doctor or anything. Back in the 1980’s, there was no running to the emergency room for every little thing.

Verse 2 is about working at a job that you don’t necessarily want to do but you have to do to make ends meet. My current day job kind of fits into that category but I still do like what I do and no, I am not going to share that information, at least not at this time.

Verse 3 is about cleaning the house. Now, my mom kept a clean house with three kids. Granted, she did not work outside the house, but she still kept it clean and we never went out to eat. It had to be a really special occasion. I do work outside the house, so keeping house is not on my priority list, but it still gets done.

With that being said, I hope you enjoy this little song. Please! Please! Won’t you go to my YouTube channel and subscribe if you haven’t already and give me Thumbs Up! I would greatly appreciate your support my friends.

Dust Balls

The story centers on Mrs. Martha, who begins cleaning the house while her family goes fishing. While using an old vacuum in the children’s room, she inadvertently frightens the dust balls living under the bed, led by Momma Dustball. In a frantic yet humorous chase, they all find safety.

First, let me share this. I put in a prompt into Suno ai to create a little song about dust bunnies. My mom called them dust balls but I call them dust bunnies and this is what Suno created. I really think it is quite funny. I do suggest reading the story before you listen to this. I am also going to create a YouTube video on my channel.

This is a little story written by my mother a long time ago. Lord rest her soul—she passed in 2014, and she had written this cute little story. I guess this is where I got my creative writing skills. I did clean up the punctuation and tweak it a little bit more to make it more current and interesting. I hope you enjoy this.

Mrs. Martha decided to clean the house while her husband took the kids fishing on a Saturday afternoon. After searching a first-floor closet, she found her old Hoover Vacuum Cleaner in an upstairs hall closet. Unsure if it still worked, she decided to try it in Sammy’s and Bobby’s bedroom.

Under the bed, dust balls lurked everywhere. Martha plugged it in, stepped on the foot lever, and clicked on the on/off switch. The swooshing and whirling of the machine was so loud it vibrated the carpeted floor and the hallway too. All at once, the dust balls got scared.

Momma Dustball had been living happily under Sammy’s bed. She yelled to her children. They were the smaller dust balls Harry, Mary, Jerry and baby Charlie.

“Hear that?” Frantic now, Momma Dustball began to rush her children. “Run up under the bed quickly now!”

The children were yelling and crying in need of a place to hide.

“Up here children.” Momma helped baby Charlie first. “Hold on, Jerry. Harry help your brother and sister. Get them up under the bed frame, quickly!“

As the vacuum passed nearby, Mary held onto her Mommy. The vacuum moved back and forth closer to the bed. The others gripped the bed frame while scared dustballs floated around.

“Oh no! Help me!” Harry yelled as he lost his grip and flew towards the strange machinery that only Momma Dustball had seen before. Just before he was pulled into nothingness, the noise and wind stopped, and everyone sighed with relief. He was safe.

“You are all safe for now. Come here, my babies.” Momma Dustball hugged her little ones tightly.

The End.

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Memories

So if a picture is worth a thousand words memories,
 what does this picture say to you?

If I tell you this is my mom, would that make a difference?

If I tell you that the lady to left is my other mother, 
does that make a difference?

You may be wondering where this was taken?

Why did I take this picture? 
And,

What are they looking at? 
Well, to answer that question –

you will have to look at the next picture.

I am not sure why my mom is wearing that shirt 
with the scary smiley face but it really
 didn’t reflect her mood that day. 

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon and 
the one thing she really loves is to listen to live music.

I remember every time a music event went on downtown, 
we were there.

We never spend lots of money paying for concerts. 
Maybe when Riverfest started 
in downtown Little Rock, 
we would pay the small fee but not no more. 

I believe Music should be Free.

On the left, is my husbands legs.
The local Fire Chief is on the drums.

My brother is sitting in a chair 
hiding behind the big speaker.

My brothers elementary school friend 
is standing up playing the guitar, and
our oldest biggest sister, 
that’s not related to us, 
is singing backup.

My brother has been singing for years now. 
I always knew he could sing. 

I remember that growing up, when you wanted to hear music, you got out those big 33 1/3 records to play on the turn table. 

The best thing about those turn tables is that if you wanted to replay a song or skip a song
 – it was as simple as lifting the arm that had a needle. 

And I also had to clean the needle with my fingers 
because it picked up dust from the room 
which made the song sound funny.
 I don’t know if there was a proper way 
to clean those pesky needles 
but I knew if blowing on it did not work then 
using my fingers to clean it always worked. 

I believe the song was a song by Neil Sedaka

Love Will Keep Us Together

I would replay this song over and over and we sang and sang.
 I do believe we wore the record out. 
At least that is what I think since I can’t find it.


One of the places we used to live was in 
a little chocolate house that sat right 
where this Donut Shop now sits. 
It is also my understanding that this 
Donut shop is now moving to downtown Sheridan 
where the Road Runner used to be
and before that – It was the Posey Motel, 
so it will be abandoned. 

I wonder if it will be for sale?
So now on to a much happier subject. 
We recently went to Home Depot and 
as I was looking at the plants. I found this. 
I’m not a mona but I am a lisa – 
so therefore I love it.
This is a beautiful flower but I still love Marigold’s.