Please help the La'Keisha Shepherd & her family!

This Saturday night at the Drew County Speedway, track owner Rodney Box will host a “Cash & Clothes” drive for La’Keisha Shepherd who lost her house and vehicle after a devastating house fire (see attached photos). At the time, she was out of town with her three children and fiancée.



Early Sunday morning on March 29 La’Keisha, who was visiting friends in Dallas , received the news that her house was in flames. Unfortunately, the fire department was unable to save the structure, its contents, or the family car.



This family could really use our help. So this Saturday night at Drew County Speedway, we are going to do what we can to get the family back on their feet.



We’ll have a donation site near the main entrance for dropping off clothing donations (see sizes below). The racers have also offered to pass their helmets thru the grandstands, tailgate area, and pits during intermission in an effort to raise cash for the family. Please support this important cause if you can. Thanks!




Draylan (boy) age 5
Pants-6 regular
Shirts-6/7
Shoe-12

Keonia (girl) age 8
Pants-10 regular
Shirts-8/10
Shoe-2



Chauncey (boy) age 9
Pants-12 (slim)
Shirts-10/12
Shoe-4

LaKeisha (mom)
Pants-16
Shirts-16 (1x)



Jerelle (fiancée)
Pants-46 x32
Shirts-3xl Tall

~ My Facebook people can contact me if you'd like to help! ~

I'm so totally against this crap.

How stupid. Aren't there enough unwanted babies in the world to adopt? If you want to be a WOMAN who has BABIES, then don't go have a penis attached. Pick one or the other, please.

http://www.malepregnancy.com/

The Easter Bunny vs. the Bassett Hound

Okay, if this dog doesn't shut up barking, I'ma lose my mind.

Have you ever heard a bassett hound howl? It rattles the windows.

He's gotten spoiled to coming inside when he barks nonstop, bc he knows, I suspect, that I'll get tired of saying 'hush!' and clapping my hands real loud at him, give in, and bring him inside....but it's not even 'inside' that he wants....what he WANTS is to roam the neighborhood, and I can't let him do that.

But I can't even bring him inside to shut him up today! I went out and played with him, fed him TWICE as much as I usually do, pampered and loved on him, but he's STILL being stubborn. Why can't I give in and bring him inside? Because my daughter is the proud owner of a baby Easter bunny and a pink baby Easter chick. And every Easter animal she's EVER had has either gotten sick and died, committed suicide in the toilet, or been eaten by the cat.

A hounddog would LOVE to snack upon a bunny, and the cat wouldn't mind chowing right past the pink feathers on the baby chick, so they are OFF LIMITS, and the dog's not taking it very well. I bet he smells rabbit...

I'm SO ready for Easter, by the way! I LOVE THAT DAY!!!! I usually make my rounds at the parents, then end the day at our besties' house, Mandy and Roger, with the kids dying eggs and hiding them while we join Mandy's family for lots of food and laughs.

They are close to my heart, and I often spend most weekends during dirt track season and as much time with them on holidays as I do my family. They love us like we're their own, and Easter is one of our fav holidays with them.

Last year, Becca had a homemade dress that was GORGEOUS that my sis had made her, and I had a regular Easter dress for her to wear after church in case she got dirty playing outside. It's a good thing I changed her outfit at the Haydens', because I was dying eggs with the kids, Mandy's lil one Mason got tickled, slammed his hand down on the table, and the ENTIRE cup of pink dye covered Becca. LOL She was a pink as the Easter chick I'm trying to protect from the housecat.

Happy Easter, everyone! Love ya'll!!!! And thanks, God, for sending Your Son to redeem us. Easter really IS the most important day of the year.

STRESS!!!!

It's been so crazy around here. Chris just passed his one year anniversary of being service manager at a logging equipment dealership. He's worked so hard and turned the department COMPLETELY around since taking the position, and I've never been prouder of him in my life.

And it's been TOUGH these past six months....huge corporate changes stemming from the economy has left them all stressed and worried about their jobs, but at the same time working harder than ever to overhaul the entire company. About the time they got it squared away and felt a safety net, they were informed the company was being sold.

His new boss has taken over this week, and we are most excited because it's a well-known local business man who is their new boss, and we feel certain the company is going to soar. But the stress is still there, mainly from the financial crunch Chris and I, and a few other of the families in management, are feeling because of shifted pay schedules, delayed checks, extremely long months....so, if you see me on my hands and knees in the front yard begging the light man not to disconnect, you'll know why...but we've had harder times than this before, so I'm confident that the sun will start shining again soon and we'll be just fine.

I'm so tired of being anxious, though. It feels as though just about the time we think we are going to see the checkered, the flag man throws in another 10 laps. Which brings me to my next topic....dirt track racing.

I have taken on a new task, and it's kept me quite busy....being the track reporter for our local dirttrack. I've been doing it about a month now, and while a few people didn't like a few things I said, everything has been correct and gone quite smoothly. Busy, but error-free. Those of you who know me know how much I trip over errors in my writing, and this dirt-track reporting leaves SO many openings for mistakes....similar cars, numbers, different views, poor view of the other side of the track no matter WHERE I sit...who did what, or was it what was did to them by who?

I've done great so far, but yesterday, I made my first mistake....and didn't catch it until it had been sent out in a mass-mailing to subscribers and media outlets!!!! I was MORTIFIED! I said that Ronnie Adcock plowed into two other cars, and it WASN'T RONNIE ADCOCK!!!! I changed it where I could, but couldn't do anything about the subscribed emails that had been sent out. I called Ronnie and began apologizing PROFUSELY, but thankfully track people are so nice (generally). He laughed about it and told me several times he wasn't bothered at all about it and that it's okay. But it's not okay to me, and I feel horrible about it.

One mistake out of about 20 races is pretty darn good, especially since I'm crash-coursing in all of this as I go and learning ALOT of information in a short period of time, but I still regret my mistake SO MUCH, almost to the point that I don't even want to try it any further.

But I got alot of emails from great people who have been racing for YEARS, and writing about racing, and they say I'm doing a great job, and that's made me feel ALOT better.

I'm still going to be over at Ronnie Adcock's car Saturday offering to clean the mud off of it or SOMETHING to make up for my mistake.

So, to my dirt trackies...thanks for being patient and forgiving with me whilst I learn this new genre. Good luck racing!

More third grade....

I went off on a little tangent there, yesterday, didn't I? That came from way out in left field.
I would like to add, though, one other thing Becca is tripping over....she keeps asking, "Do you think I can get a 60 percent, Mommy? I HAVE to have a 60 percent for I'll flunk the third grade!"

What they DON'T tell the kids is that a 60 percent is a D AVERAGE! Rather than saying, "Most of you will get a 60 percent even if you SLEEP through part of the test, so it's okay, don't be scared" they instead TERRIFY them with it because to an 8-year-old, 60 percent sounds HUGE. Most of them think that means they have to perform A-average, or they will fail the ENTIRE third grade. Which is crap, too, by the way. If they had BEEN TEACHING ALL YEAR RATHER THAN REVEIWING FOR A STANDARDIZED TEST, THE CHILDREN WOULD PROBABLY KNOW BY KNOW WHAT 60 PERCENT MEANS!

How can a child work hard, study, and do good...EVEN THE HONOR ROLL....all year long, then flip out on test day, fail the test, and FLUNK, throwing ALL YEAR'S WORK OUT THE WINDOW???? And how dare they tell these kids that in an effort to make them try harder on the test! If that's not cruel, what is?

I'm glad that Becca has a pretty good teacher and I can forgive her for the Benchmark stuff, because if she had wound up with a crappy one on TOP of Benchmarks, I would most likely have been dragged from the school by men in either blue or white by now.

SO READY FOR SUMMER BREAK!!!!