Friday, August 27, 2010


Have you been thinking about a Log Home, really living in one?  We stepped outside of the box and did just that. I am now living in an 3,900 sq. ft Log Home. Some people still call it a "Log Cabin", however you relate to it, I am quite sure you know what you have in mind, Logs and more Logs. It is a feeling of
Nature inside and out and truly fitting onto the 5.6 ares it is situated on.
Our Log home was constructed,custom, (by builders), of  8" Round Logs, Yellow Pine with 9'ft walls in most rooms and no sheet rock any where. A total of 5178sq.ft.
Now you know I am talking Logs here.

If you are looking into the possibility of of constructing a Log Home you are aware that you need a piece of land to put it on. Your builder is one of the most important factors in the project along with many other things , such as where to get your logs from.

Well if you have this dream I suggest you pursue it. A Log home is so peaceful and comforting and each day it gives you something really beautiful to wake up to.

As with anything in life there are things you need to be aware of  in order to make your journey a happy one.
Share your questions or experiences with me. I will be glad to share mine.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Children of Parents suffering from Depression

Once again a parent has harmed her children and both children have died, as reported on the news.
Death of any child is heart breaking, knowing that a life has been taken before having had a chance to play, run and see what the world has to offer them. Accidental death makes it no easier to bear.

Depression can be one of the culprits leading to a person  doing harm to anyone. Anger can also cause a person to behave or even have volatile thoughts of doing harm or even mental illness might contribute.
All of these behaviors affect the normal way of thinking, which has to be diagnosed by a professional.
So many people let things build up inside of them and appear to be of normal thinking and behavior until something like this happens.

Depression can cause a person to withdraw from the normal thoughts and no one knows that they are depressed and they don,t tell anyone or they might, but when they can not get any positive feedback, they continue to withdraw into their own negative thoughts. This does not mean everyone suffering from depression, a lot of people suffering from depression seek professional help, which helps them sort the bad thoughts from the good.

Harming a child to get back at someone else is so wrong, and not normal, what you would call, way off track.It is easy to let bad thoughts run away with you and very hard to seek help or admit that you need help.
Words or mistreatment can be the last "straw that broke the camel's back".
Tell someone what you are feeling, maybe you are just plain worn out mentally and you are not aware
of how dangerously close you are to the breaking point
The child or children are not the problem. DO NOT TAKE IT OUT ON THEM, JUST BECAUSE THEY ARE EASY PREY!
We as adults are suppose to be protecting all children at all times, especially if they are with their own Parents.

Friday, August 13, 2010


  More than a few years ago, this day started for me with nothing unusual. I was excited about  sending my daughter off to visit her uncle in Florida, she would meet up with her older sister there also,  with all arrangements made and her excitement of flying on the plane from NYC was unbelievable, joy was in the air.

I was working as an Sale rep. at the time, wholesale/retail foods. Well nothing goes as planned, one of my customers was short a box of spaghetti, so that meant that I would have to hand deliver the merchandise to one of my best customers on that same day that my daughter was to take her flight. No problem, I learned early on that your customers needs must be met no matter what, no excuses.

With the one box of spaghetti in tow along with my daughter, we started out to the airport in Queens NY. to get her boarded. I noticed that I had parked in section 13, with no reservations or thought of Friday the 13Th we continued on. Upon getting her boarded I was told that  her seat was #13. I quickly asked for a different seat, which they granted after some motherly persuasion. She was seated in her new seat and the plane took off. I had gone over all the don't talk to strangers and everything else I could think of so she would be safe, she was about 14 at the time.

Now I must deliver the spaghetti before lunch time to my customer which I did, no problems , my customer was happy.
I was traveling back to the office which was located in the Bronx when a storm popped up, raining like cats and dogs gone wild. the water was half way up the sides of the car. I was on the Triboro Bridge and the car stopped in the middle lane. Cars were speeding by and at one point I felt I needed to get out of that car now. At that moment I was hit from behind by a car traveling about 60 miles per hour, leaving me facing the oncoming traffic and since I had my seat belt on,my upper body was
pressed against stick shift and my head in the passenger seat.

Pure terror was all I felt, I could not get out and with all the screaming I was doing was to no avail, the cars were speeding pass me trapped in my car.Someone finally stopped and said he was a doctor, but he did not stay with me or try to help me get out of that car.

The police finally came and stated they could not stay due to an emergency, but they would send an ambulance, which they did, I suppose they were the ones to call the ambulance.

So, for my thoughts on Friday the 13Th, I have always remembered and gotten past that unforgettable day. My daughter arrived at her destination safely and that was my only concern. I was unable to walk for about a month.
I tried to keep the accident a secret, well when my daughters found out about it they cut their visit short and returned home.

You never know what's in store for us on a given day, but we must count our blessings for every day granted to us.