Howdy people! I know you were thinking “I wonder where in the hell Cat’s been?”
Well, maybe not. That’s a little self absorbed of me to even think y’all would be thinkin something like that. But it makes me feel all warm, fuzzy and important to think I’m missed when I go MIA.
So, I’ve been such a ray of sunshine so negative and outright poopy for the past several days weeks months minutes. I’ve been trying to regroup.
I’ve been trying to focus on the positive things.
Believe it or not, when you look for them, you can find things that are positive.
And when you really think about it, no matter how damn bad things can be, and no matter how much one obsesses and pouts…
There are always people and situations around that pop up. Those people and situations kinda make me feel like an asshat for whining and pouting all the time.
The latest act of heart felt love was shown this past weekend.
A friend of ours, the lil fella who was a groomsman in our wedding, Lawerence, has been diagnosed with cancer. It’s in stage four.
Now Lawerence is a young pup. Only 23ish. He has a sweet little wife and 2 beautiful babies.
He’s had to quit his job to undergo surgery after surgery and now he’s going through chemo.
Ok, back to the love.
Over the weekend, the whole community got together to have a Pig Roast.
This was my first experience with a pig roast. Wasn’t so sure what to expect.
So, they roasted a 300+ pound piggy and sold BBQ plates with fixins.
They also had more sweet stuff than one could possibly choose from for sale.
In addition, not just one band donated their time and money, but four bands.
Four bands, people!
First up was a bluegrass band. Mountain Grass.
Next was a country cover band. JP & the Hillbillies
Then a southern rock band. Whiskey Tenor. (Cool name, huh?)
Last a local band with a whip ass singer (Connie) and her husband (can tear it up with the guitar).
Local businesses and individuals donated goodies to be raffled off.
All of the proceeds were collected for Lawrence & his family to help them get through this hard time.
And a quilt was auctioned off. I thought Big T was gonna win it. He was biddin on it (cuz me and Danielle were freezing). But, when it hit $120.00, he quit bidding and told us we’d just have to freeze our balls off.
It just seems like a higher power keeps on telling me in not so subtle ways, to keep my head up and my eyes dry. Things are not that bad.