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The Louisiana Lady 
 
Dec. 8, 2009 9:12 am 
Updated: Dec. 25, 2009 6:20 pm
Decaf, one of my longtime friends on AR, asked me to blog about how my 12-string guitar got her name. I thought I would do so in the spirit of Christmas, as I got her about 2 years ago, around this time and how I got her renewed my faith in the kindness of my fellow man.
  I know it sounds funny, but I name all of my stringed instruments, I have around 10 of them. My black 6-string is Black Betty, I have talked about her in another blog. I have a mandolin that's named Maggie, and this is actually the story of how the Lady and Maggie came to live on my "Wall of Fame".  I don't know why I name them...it's kinda like a guy names his truck, I spose. I name my all my girls.
  Around this time, two years ago, I was as depressed as I have ever been. I hadn't seen my husband since before Halloween, it was going on Christmas and there wasn't a light at the end of the tunnel as to when I would see him next. See, the husband was a bad boy and had to spend some time in 2 different county hotels (long story...it happened before I met him and it wasn't like he was an axe murderer or anything like that, just paying an old debt to society).  I finally managed to scrape up $2500 to bail him out from where he was up north of here. I called and due to this county setting a court date that he missed because he was up there, I couldn't bail him out because they wanted him back down here....follow all that?? So, henceforth, the bail plan was out the window. I took the bail money and headed for the music store on my lunch hour just down the street from where I worked at the time.
  I was sitting there between 2 displays, one for guitars and the other for mandolins and ukes and the such. This old man walked in, picked a 6-string off the rack and started to play it. I must have been looking really dejected because he stopped and asked me what was wrong and before I knew it, I had told him my tale of woe. He asked why I was at the music store and I told him I was going to either a mandolin or a 12-string, I just couldn't make up my mind as to which. This incredible old man then said to me, "I'll make up your mind for you, you go buy this 12-string." And with that he pulled the Lady down and handed her to me. Then he went on to say, "My fingers are just too big anymore to play my old mandolin, so if you promise to give it a good home, I would like to give it to you." My mind was reeling and my first thought was....WHAT??? Next thought...NO WAY!! he then asked where he could bring me the mandolin and my skeptical mind told me NOT to tell him my home address....I had just been burglarized and relieved of several thousands of dollars worth of jewelry a couple weeks prior to this (another long story...and by the way, AR has saved us thousands of dollars as I hang out here now instead of BIDZ.com or ebay)...so I told him my work address a couple of blocks down the street. He immediately left with the promise to be back at my work within 20 minutes with that mandolin. I'm thinking....yeah, right, like this is really gonna happen to me. But, at least, I figured, I had help making up my mind. I took the Lady up and said I would like to buy her and plunked down several hundred dollars and walked back to work with my precious cargo safely tucked into a new gig bag. I hadn't been back to work more than 5 minutes when I was called up front and there stood that wonderful old man with a mandolin case in his hand. He handed Maggie to me and had a couple of tears in his eyes and said, "I hope you get as much out of  her as I have, her name is Maggie." I caught my breathe...he named his instruments too! I asked him what he wanted for Maggie and all that dear old man wanted was to give me hug and get my promise that I would have a better day. I was in so much shock that an absolute stranger could show that much kindness to me that I never did catch his name. My boss was yakking a mile a minute and all I caught was his last name of Boudreau. He said to just call him Grandpa. I asked for his phone number...he said he didn't have a phone, didn't have use for them. And with that, he gave me another bear hug and was gone. I have never seen him again, I don't know his first name. I don't know if he wasn't sent from above to help out someone who was at one of the lowest points in life...there's a lot I don't know. But what I do know is that, forever more, Maggie and the Lady will always reside side by side on my Wall of Fame, it doesn't matter where I live. Maggie is safely tucked away in a heated storage unit along with Black Betty and all the others. I only have room to bring them home one at a time, and some are buried pretty deep in storage. But the Louisiana Lady got her name because a complete stranger showed me so much kindness and his last name reminded me of Louisiana and I will never, never, as long as I live, forget that angel of an old man who flew into my life so quickly 2 years ago, and just as quickly flew out of it never to be seen again.
  It's a couple of years down the road and sometimes I feel like I neglect the Lady...my rheumatoid arthritis is getting worse and I think it will only be a matter of time before I totally am unable to play. So I can't make the Lady talk like I used to, but this time every year, I do bring her home for a while just to honor Grandpa, and play, and for a few minutes, she sure can talk. But after New Year's, I'll tuck her back to bed and see her again on down the road.
  All of you have a wonderful Christmas and remember, one single, random act of kindness may, in fact, change another's life for the better!
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having RA sometimes splits my knuckles so deep that I can't play for weeks on end.
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Comments
Dec. 8, 2009 9:26 am
That is so touching! Thank you, WW for the wonderful story and beautiful blog!
 
Dec. 8, 2009 9:32 am
I also thought if I told this story, I wouldn't be so depressed as my husband is going to completely miss our 4th anniversary. It can't be helped and by telling this, I snapped back and wasn't so depressed about it anymore! Thanks for letting me share.
 
Dec. 8, 2009 9:50 am
Oh that is wonderful, thank you for sharing your story with us! Now, you have to promise not to give up hope on playing due to the RA. My hubby also has RA very bad, and he is on the worship team at church; he plays both the 12-string, as well as a kind of 'jazz guitar'. Some days his hands hurt so bad, but I will tell you that when he asks the Lord to take the pain away, as soon as he gets up there with the rest of the team, he starts playing and worshipping, and the pain is gone! (Oh, btw, he also has a mandolin, he says he hopes to have the time to learn how to play it soon!) Well my darlin', I will be praying a little extra for ya, while you await the return of your hard-workin honey. :) My, what a small world it is!! Love ya WW.
 
Amber 
Dec. 8, 2009 9:52 am
Witchy that was so sweet, it made me all misty eyed. Random acts of kindness and the confirmation that the population isn't just lifeless gets me out of bed some mornings. Why is your hubby going to miss your anniversary? :(
 
Dec. 8, 2009 10:00 am
He's gotta work all next weekend, he might have tomorrow off, but no way to get home. Our 4th anniversary is on Monday.
 
Amber 
Dec. 8, 2009 10:06 am
That really sucks :( I usually don't see mine on Christmas (we split up to our separate families) It's always hard. Just come here for distraction! :o)
 
Amber 
Dec. 8, 2009 10:06 am
That really sucks :( I usually don't see mine on Christmas (we split up to our separate families) It's always hard. Just come here for distraction! :o)
 
Amber 
Dec. 8, 2009 10:07 am
This site is being so loopy with posts today!
 
Dec. 8, 2009 10:07 am
DeCaf...I will never hang up the guitars permanently...I will always try to make them talk until the day I die...it's what I do!
 
Dec. 8, 2009 10:09 am
A wise old musician friend that I had years and years ago said it perfectly...Music asks the questions and Vocals provide the answer! Those are the words I live by!
 
Dec. 8, 2009 10:22 am
Cowgirl....I think that's just awesome that you did that for that lady and her baby...I bet she never forgets it!
 
LPK 
Dec. 8, 2009 11:00 am
What a beautiful story; you have a talent for writing!!! Also, I love the mandolin (can't play it, but I love the sound)
 
Dec. 8, 2009 11:05 am
I'm not as proficient on Maggie as I am on Black Betty or the Lady...the mandolin is easier, so I'm waiting until I get real locked up in the fingers to start making her talk...the chords are easier, usually just 2 strings instead of multiples....
 
Dec. 8, 2009 11:35 am
Beautiful story ww, this actually brought tears to my eyes. That man very well may have been sent for a reason, no one wil ever know, as I do believe in things like that. I'm happy that you had that experience, like you said, it's something you will never forget and can hold dearly in your heart. I have a beautiful hand carved harp that I cherish, still learning though ;) Have a wonderful Christmas witchy, and keep playing.... :)
 
Dec. 8, 2009 11:42 am
I still need to get one of those, Cyndi...I know how to play it a little!
 
Soifua 
Dec. 8, 2009 12:09 pm
That's beautiful witchywoman, if you don't mind I'd like to share your story with my sunday school girls, I'm gearing up for the Sunday before Christmas and I love holiday stories ♥
 
Dec. 8, 2009 12:10 pm
feel free....I think that would be great!
 
Dec. 8, 2009 12:10 pm
Wow, WW, you live such a rich life, with so much going on.. and I saw your RA pictures of your hands in the phote page. It made me cry as my dear mom had RA so bad, back in the 1970's when there was not much help for her. She died at 49 with horrible RA and the drug affects from the aspirin toxicity, etc. Her hands were badly crippled up so she had to give up her beloved knitting and bowling. I'm sitting here crying thinking of that. I hope that you can be helped by all the new meds that are out for RA. And I'm glad that we've all found you here on AR. Love and hugs from me to you!
 
petey 
Dec. 8, 2009 12:32 pm
Awesome story WW. The Lord is surely kind to us and knows when to send someone to pick us up! Merry Christmas!
 
LMF443 
Dec. 8, 2009 12:43 pm
I loved your story and in light of it I wanted to share my Christmas story. When I was 16 and got my first job at CVS I saw so many people walking in and out every day. One day around Christmas time, an older man came in (probably around 60 although I’m an awful judge of age, I found out later her suffered from Lou Gehrig’s disease). Even while he struggled to get out his wallet, he gave me a big smile, wished me a merry Christmas, and asked me how my day was going. I smiled back and chatted briefly. He was so sweet that when he asked me for some cigarettes, I told him I don’t sell to minors and I’d have to see some ID. He laughed and we completed the transaction. A few hours later he came back in with white roses and asked to see my manager and me. In front of the store he gave them to me and told me that it was so rare that anyone ever showed him any kindness. Usually people avoid looking at him or ignore him since he’s sick and rather than understand him, they treat him like less of a person. And since I spent a moment to talk to him and make him feel good, he wanted to return the favor. He gave me the roses. I dried them and keep in my bedroom even today. It’s a constant reminder to me that every little thing we do counts and can affect people around us.
 
Dec. 8, 2009 1:02 pm
I know, right? I always try to do something for someone everyday. Grandpa is never far from the front of my mind, and if he can do it for me...I can do it for someone else...kinda a pay if forward type of thing!
 
LindaK 
Dec. 8, 2009 1:34 pm
WW and all who share their stories, I am so glad I stopped here today to read this blog. This is really what this time of year is about-giving and sharing with each other. And yes, miracles still happen, if only we open our eyes to look for them. Wish you all the most Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!
 
Dec. 8, 2009 3:08 pm
Great story... it brought tears to my eyes. It is amazing how one random act of kindness can change our lives forever. Happy Holidays!
 
Dec. 8, 2009 3:20 pm
Wow! What a story. It is so nice to hear of a story like that, thanks WW! Happy Anniversary to you, too!! I'm sorry hubby will miss the actual day with you. I've been married over 28 years and my hubby just recently has started to travel for work. He was always home in years past - back when our kids were little. Now we are empty-nesters and he goes away. Hmmm.... wonder if that was planned??
 
sueb 
Dec. 8, 2009 3:42 pm
That is a tear jerker! How touching! My DH and DS are musically oriented, and I know they would appreciate your story. My DS, who sings bass, now has my old folk guitar. We never have named our musical instruments or our vehicles. But, whenever you get a chance, sing with or without those gals!
 
Dec. 8, 2009 4:56 pm
My "pay it forward" isn't as great as cowgirl's but I'll share it anyway. When I was teaching elementary school, we had a running battle when Ohio State played Michigan. I liked to stir the pot so I always rooted for UM. My students would give me UM items for Christmas. Several years later, I learned of a young boy in a neighboring town who was dying of cancer. I also read that he loved UM and collected UM memorabilia. I decided to part with my favorite - a UM hand puppet given to me by a favorite student. The young man was tickled pick. When I read of his death a few months later, I could only hope that I had made his last days a little brighter. I think the best part of Christmas - and life -is the giving.
 
Dec. 8, 2009 4:57 pm
that's "tickled pink" LOL
 
Dec. 8, 2009 4:57 pm
That's supposed to be "tickled pink" LOL
 
Dec. 8, 2009 6:31 pm
Loved your blog. I just read it aloud to my husband. I believe not only in acts of kindness but also words of kindness. A single word or phrase can hurt so much even if it's not intended. I try to say something nice or complimentary to each person I meet. It's my hope that I can make it a better day for someone. As a teacher I learned how important words and tone of voice can be to a child. Unintentionally, we can really hurt someone with a look or word. Smiles and eye contact mean EVERYTHING. Every child and adult needs to feel someone cares.
 
Dec. 8, 2009 7:15 pm
swchef...it's not how much, it's just that we do...that's my motto and that's why the Lady and I go every December 26th to a random nursing home and play for the folks there. I''m hoping to get these hands healed up so I can that this year, but the way this cold snap here is going, I'm not sure I'll be up for the task...the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak..if nothing else, I'll talk one of friends into playing while I sing, it's what I look forward to the most each holiday season!
 
Dec. 8, 2009 7:32 pm
your welcome, Katia, and scratch Mr. Max on the beak for me, OK?
 
Dec. 8, 2009 10:21 pm
WW, what a beautiful, touching story. I believe everyone in our lives is sent for a reason. No one is there by accident and your "grandpa" was there for you when you needed him. We all have angels around.
 
Dec. 9, 2009 3:54 am
That was so sweet, WW. I am sitting here bawling like a baby. That man was sent to you for a reason. My FH (future husband) plays bass and he has something wrong with his hand, too. Not sure what it is, yet. I feel your pain. Hopefully, you can get some relief for your hands and continue to play for years to come. Thanks for sharing such a great story! xoxo
 
Dec. 9, 2009 10:05 am
aww as i wipe my tears to see what the heck im typing that was so sweet thanks for sharing and i hope things are well with you I'll be praying for tons of happiness and joy brought your way at this time and for the new years coming=)
 
karab 
Dec. 9, 2009 10:06 am
Such a great story. It has made my day. It has calmed my spirit and given me focus for the day!
 
Dec. 9, 2009 10:18 am
LOVED it! There are no coincidences IMHO, grandpa showed up at that store for a reason. Oh, I hope your taking care of your arthritis! There are such good treatments out there.
 
Dec. 9, 2009 1:06 pm
OK, WW here is mine. My Christmas miracle begins in October about 13 years ago. My daughters were in a horrible car accident and airlifted to Loma Linda Trauma center....both had horrific injuries but my youngest also sustained a tramatic brain injury leaving her in a coma on life support. I rented a tiny attic apartment across from the hospital where I could pay for 1 week at a time. By mid December she had been moved from ICU to Rehab.....the real work was just beginning and we were running out of money fast. I went home and sat down with my husband....we added everything up and we were short $2,000 if I were going to be able to stay out at the hospital through the end of January. It was just him and I....know one else could possibly have known our financial bind. I just prayed that somehow I would be able to stay at the hospital and help her recover. The next week when I came home there was a knock on the door. It was a friend of mine with a small Christmas tree and some goodies for us. She handed me an envelope and said that it was not from her.....but she had been asked to make sure that I got it. I opened the envelope and there was $2,000. in One Hundred dollar bills. To this day I have no idea who the money came from....my friend claims she doesn't know either....she was just the messenger. An Angel whispered in someone's ear. I was able to stay with my daughter as she learned to swallow and to walk and talk. Her recovery was long and painful but today she is alive and well. Thanks to that Angel I was able to be there to witness the miracle of her recovery. Though out the years I have made a point to pay it forward....to listen to that inner voice and help others without expecting or wanting thanks or acknowledgment.
 
Dec. 9, 2009 1:08 pm
I'm not currently on any treatment for it, I'm looking into alternative herbal therapy as a possible solution, I am still weighing the pros and cons. And if all else fails, there's good ol' naproxen!
 
jennkl 
Dec. 9, 2009 1:48 pm
Thanks for sharing your incredible story WW. Merry Christmas and keep smiling!
 
Dec. 9, 2009 2:46 pm
Baking Nana - that is a wonderful story! A friend of my son's spent 6 weeks in the hospital after being hit by a drunk driver. She has pretty much recovered now and is a senior in high school. I spent many nights praying for her survival and recovery - I can't imagine the pain and heartbreak of going thru that with your own child. I'm glad it turned out well for you. And yes, I truly believe in paying it forward and helping whenever possible.
 
Kristina 
Dec. 10, 2009 8:11 am
I just happened to come across your blog on All Recipes. I have been writing a blog on Blogspot for awhile. Your posts are interesting and certainly put a new light on the world we live in, but don't always see. Thank you. Keep up the good work.
 
Dec. 10, 2009 8:42 am
Thanks, Kristina...what is Bogspot?
 
Dec. 10, 2009 8:45 am
And, Nana...I think you of all people, are the person that can best relate to this...miracles do happen!
 
Dec. 11, 2009 8:06 am
Such a great blog WW! After my divorce I went back to school to prepare myself to enter the work force after being a stay at home mom. It was such a hard time in my life, I was driving a huge pile of cr@p station wagon and one day it broke down on me at a red light. I was in a complete panic because I had a final that day that I could not miss. Everyone was honking and yelling at me, I got out of my car and begged 2 guys in a truck to help me, one guy reluctantly got out and pushed me through the intersection and into a left turn lane. Then he came up to my window and said "She's gonna bump you so just steer into that neighborhood"...I was like "what, who?" then suddenly I realized there was a beat up truck gently bumping the back of my car. She bumped me into a residential area and I parked, she pulled up next to me and said "where ya goin' hun". After I thanked her profusely I told her I was going to school up the street and I could just walk. She said "nonsense, get in". She wasn't the type you see around here, she had a cigarette in her mouth and she was older. We talked on the way to my school and I swear, she knew stuff about me before I even told her! She said she knew I was going thru a hard time and she said "Don't worry hun, you're gonna be ok" then when we got to my school and I got out she said "You'll always have an angel with you, today I was your angel". The weird thing is she looked like an older version of my best friend Tanya who passed away when she was 17, she had the identical eyes! As I walked to class I became more and more convinced it was Tanya. She showed up when I needed her, I was at such a low point in my life and I felt so alone and hopeless. I never found out the mystery woman's name or anything but I honestly do think it was my friend in angel form!!! I've never ever forgotten this and the strange odds that she just happened to show up at that time. I ended up getting a B on that final too:)
 
Dec. 11, 2009 8:24 am
What a cool, cool story...I thank you so much for sharing that with me!
 
Dec. 12, 2009 3:18 am
It's minus -54F here today, a good day to stay inside. I hope you stay warm and have a nice weekend.
 
Dec. 12, 2009 7:32 am
It's cold here, but not THAT cold! I think I'm just too acclimated to western Washington, everything else is just plain too cold!
 
CATFUZZ 
Dec. 12, 2009 11:26 am
Wow! That is a great story! I play (well, kinda retired) guitar too... I do have quite a collection (many Ibanez, PRS, 1975 LesPaulCustom)...my husband plays...he was so crushed about your RA. I hope you can play forever!!! Oh, about the give, that is so awesome. My sister raises a really rare and expensive horse breed here is the USA (Friesian - dutch registered). They are super expensive, so a lot of the real horse lovers out there can only dream of getting one. Well, a few years back, we had a girl (well she was in early 30's) comin out to the farm to brush horses...she loves friesians and just wanted to be close to them (so for us it was great - free labor and for her it is good to - she got to spend time with the type of horse she loves). Well, the girl is legally blind (has seeing eye dog - the whole bit) and we were kinda worried when she first came out cause our horses aren't the dead broke nags that are trust worthy around inexperienced people. It was weird, like the horses knew the girl wasn't able to see well, and they were careful around her. Well, (to make long story short), last year my sister GAVE her, her own Friesian!!! Wow, it was sooo cool. See my sister was pregnant with her third child and was going to sell some of the horses (she had close to 20), and she wan't to thank the girl for all of her help, and really wanted her to have, what she (the girl) thought she would never be able to atain. So, yeah, there are some good people out there...just looking to bless others that need it!! I love your blog!!! :) Keep it up! dd
 
Larry 
Dec. 12, 2009 12:19 pm
witchywoman send me your email address and I'll send you some info on Honey and Cinnamon that will do wonders for your arthritis. You can email me at catfish1st@yahoo.com also. Put ARTHRITIS in subject area.
 
Dec. 12, 2009 1:57 pm
will do Larry...thanks!
 
Dec. 12, 2009 2:03 pm
Catfuzz~~~what a fantastic thing your sister did for that girl. I think that's what everyone should be focusing on instead of the mostly selfish world we live in today! I say bring back the old times when people actually did things for one another with no thought to repayment! Thanks for sharing that story with me!
 
Dec. 13, 2009 12:17 pm
Awesome story! Not only did that random act touch you.....now it is touching those who read your blog! Thanks for sharing :)
 
Dec. 13, 2009 1:51 pm
Thanks JessicaLee~~just wanted to let everyone know that life may be cr@ppy, but there are still nice people in life to be found!
 
Dec. 13, 2009 5:49 pm
I really appreciate the compliment, mauegirl...I think if I were to write seriously and under a contract, it would all just blow out the window, lol....but thank you again, I am so glad you enjoy the blogs!
 
Dec. 13, 2009 6:05 pm
UPDATE: TOMORROW IS MY ANNIVERSARY!! 4 YEARS!! And still no husband :( He would totally be here if he could! But he said tonight that he loves me more than all the snowflakes in twenty feet of snow! I'll accept that!
 
Dec. 13, 2009 6:19 pm
Witchy, love between two people is very special and strong. Although your witchy man isn't with you physically, you are both together deep in your souls. I love to see a couple that are so into each other, as that's rare these days. The both of you seem to have a strong bond of love and it's just wonderful. Happy Anniversary, and many, many more to come for the both of you. "Two souls and one thought, two hearts and one pulse"~~~~Love, Cyndi :)
 
Dec. 13, 2009 6:27 pm
Thanks so much, Cyndi....that means a lot!
 
Dec. 13, 2009 6:58 pm
Happy 4th anniversary, Mr. and Mrs. Witchy! Keep on loving each other for many, many years to come!! I lost my sweetheart in 2007 after 50 happy years together and I miss him every day. Hold each other close!
 
Dec. 13, 2009 7:09 pm
I would if he were here..I'll have to settle for dogs and cat!
 
Dec. 13, 2009 7:17 pm
i look forward to sharing these stories with my family at xmas. my SIL was in a terrible car accident last year right around xmas time. the only reason she can walk today is because the best orthopedic surgeon in the state happened to be on staff at the hospital she was rushed to afterward. she just had a miscarriage last week. she is having a rough time and told me she hopes she doesnt start to hate xmas. i think hearing these stories will really improve her spirits. thank you so much, witchy, for posting this.
 
Dec. 13, 2009 7:25 pm
Glad I could help!
 
Dec. 13, 2009 8:03 pm
Here is another Christmas story for you WW. Last year I was contacted by a woman in our neighoborhood that works for LA County CPA....she works with kids who are in foster care. Most of these kids are with relatives who have numerous kids of their own. In order for these children to be placed with the relatives rather than stangers certain things have to be provided....things I take for granted, like a bed, blankets, clothing. So I set upon contacting my neighbors for blankets, beds etc...pretty soon we agreed to try to do little Christmas packages for these children. To make a long story short....we (my neighbors and I) provided Christmas presents, clothing, bedding and shoes to 30 families. Some familys had 6 or 7 kids each. The generousity of ordinary people towards these kids that they would never meet was amazing! My whole living room, dining room and guest room was filled with gifts from strangers. It took a pickup truck, an large SUV and 2 vans to deliver all of the cargo to the CPS office. We provided gifts, gift wrap & tape. None of us ever met these kids....they will never know where the gifts came from. This was my Christmas gift to myself last year. On Christmas morning I sat by myself by my fireplace knowing that all over So. Cal kids were opening presents from Santa. It was the best gift I could ever have.
 
Dec. 13, 2009 8:09 pm
that's so cool, Nana...I love that story!
 
Dec. 14, 2009 12:43 pm
Here's what I read on Dear Abby thisa.m. A young womanand her little girl were traveling across the countryto visit family with a carload of young men began harrassing her. She;d been talkin gto truckers on her CB so she got on again and told them she was having trouble. Out of nowhere, three semi's appeared and took up positions: one in front, one behind and one beside her, sorta nudging the carload of harrassers to the side. The boy took off and the truckers stayed close until she reached her exit! Good Samaritans! Once, years ago, when diesel fuel wasn't very accessable, we were running low driving across west central Canada where there are long stretches w/o stations. We pulled off in a rest area and ask a trucker where the nearest diesel fuel stop was. He whipped out a hose and siphoned some right out of his tank and refused to take any money for it. Truckers rock!!
 
Dec. 14, 2009 1:16 pm
Yeah..they are pretty cool...almost all the men in my family drive in some form or another! My dad just started a logging company 2 years ago at the age of 70!
 
Becky 
Dec. 15, 2009 6:52 am
Loved your story Witchy!! Thanks for sharing and also for all the other stories on here. So touching, and I love the idea of 'PAYING IT FORWARD'....Bless you and I pray for healing for your 'gig' on the 26th!! Love, Becky
 
Dec. 16, 2009 9:22 am
Beautiful story! It must a been an Angel you bumped into ;) Have a most wonderful day! lots of ♥ your way! *cozycook*
 
Dec. 25, 2009 6:20 pm
We never know when we are entertaining Angels, but that sure does sound like that might have been one:) I love your blogs and wish I had enough courage to live in an RV roaming the country sounds wonderful.
 
 
 
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I've been married to my husband for over 8 years. My husband is a cancer survivor. We live in SW Washington state by Mt. St. Helens, but I'm originally from Forks, the little town made famous by the Twilight movies. My blog is called Baked Lava www.bakedlava.com and I'm currently cooking my way around the world. I write a monthly column for our local newspaper called Life in an RV and that site is www.valleybugler.com. I've had my blog featured in Trailblazer Magazine. I love my recycled container garden and I love to create new recipes. I rarely follow a recipe to the letter, unless it involves baking. My husband & I don't have children unless you count the 4-legged variety...we have 4 of those: Puppa, Sasha, KiKi & Super Dave the Girl Cat. I am a prize-winning nature photographer.
My favorite things to cook
I don't have really a favorite thing to cook, per say...I'm not afraid to cook anything. I've recently taught myself how to can and make bread. I still have no great love of making cookies. I'm getting very well-versed in worldwide cuisine, as I'm cooking my way around the world. I love to create new recipes and rarely, anymore, do I have one that flops, but it does and will happen...the road to hell was paved with good intentions, or so they say. My favorite cuisine in this worldwide culinary adventure has been, so far, Belgium...fantastic food! I also am partial to Vietnamese, Korean, Azerbaijani and Hungarian cuisine...and Middle Eastern food kicks @ss!
My favorite family cooking traditions
My favorite family cooking tradition is the weekly international meals that I prepare. The tradition is that my blog readers choose what country they would like to see from week to week and I cook an entire meal for 4 people with a budget of $20. Right now I am in the middle of my "Austerity" project where we are solely eating from the freezers and cupboards...you really have to creative to do this and I am making up recipes as I go...I have used a few AR recipes and credit back to them, though.
My cooking triumphs
I've had several of my original recipes published, I've had my blog featured in a magazine, I now write a monthly food column based on my blog for our local newspaper and I'm already one year into my cooking venture of Around the World in an RV. I am a Food Buzz featured publisher, I'm on PetitChef, RecipesUS and Foodista among many, many other cooking websites. I guess it's safe to say that due to my cooking, I have now ventured into the world of food blogging and into a smaller group of us fellow global food bloggers and I've made some amazing friends.
My cooking tragedies
There have been several and there aren't enough characters in the 1000 allotted to list them all down!
 
Argentina  |  Australia & New Zealand  |  Brazil  |  Canada  |  China  |  France  |  Germany  |  India  |  Italy  |  Japan  |  Korea  |  Mexico

Netherlands  |  Poland  |  Quebec  |  Russia  |  SE Asia  |  United Kingdom & Ireland  |  United States