Friday, October 16, 2015

For Bekah

I promised Rebekah Clark that I would blog about two weeks ago (?) and so here goes. I don't know what to say, really. Yes, lots has happened, but I don't know what to BLOG. What would be interesting to the public, of course. hmmmm. I suppose I should talk about the trip to Idaho..........but you probably read all that from Mom and Grandma. The Assembly was good; my goodness, this is the most rattled post I have ever published on this website. Good grief. I did make up a new word. To add to my list of hundreds of other words I have made up and only I know what they mean. There are some really great words in the world that no one knows about. But this new word is randofisis. It is a diagnosed mental disorder where the victim talks, walks, posts pictures or words, or lives all factors of life in positively random patterns. Great word. I happen to be the first victim of the randofisis disorder. I feel so special in saying that. Really.
Ok, how about Rufus? I don't know if mom has given an update on Rufus. He is the greatest fraud that ever walked the planet. He loves the great outdoors, and one Horne child must be outside at all times with the wandering puppy. And he loves to play. I mean, they sky falls if someone isn't playing with him. He is obsessed with squeaky toys. It is like the squeak does something in his little mind that makes him go crazy. Like most dogs are with a laser, Rufus is with a squeak. Often times he will bring the toy and drop it on a foot belonging to someone in the room. If we do not throw the toy, he will start biting our skirts/pants. If we still do not give in to the poodle and throw the toy, he will start biting it incessantly, millions of squeaks resulting. It gets really annoying. Finally, someone will get tired of the noise, walk across the room, and throw the stupid toy, which he promptly brings back for another round. Love that dog.  :-)
This weekend is revival in Bessemer with none other than Lyndon B. Johnson. Just kidding. But Dennis Johnson, pastor in Bayou la Batre, AL is coming with his family. Expecting a blessing there. I am pretty miffed at my pastor though. I have been planning for WEEKS to go to a Collingsworth Family concert in Hartselle. They finally came to a place that I could go see them, and Brian O'Dell schedules something for this weekend. >:-( Yeah. So I won't really get into that. :-)
Um.....oh yeah! Next weekend is Ladies Retreat in TN, my first retreat. But the day before that, a bunch of church families are getting together and going to WonderWorks in Pigeon Forge. Including us. :-) Yay. I have been like three times already, but I am REALLY excited. It is the Coxes, the Pimentels, the Lewises, Claudia and Austin (:-)) us and Grandma Vicki. I am praying we will be able to go to Johnny Carinos and get Italian Cream Sodas before we leave town. :-) Yum.

Alrighty, I blogged. I am so proud of myself in all my randofisis. I will try to blog about WonderWorks and Retreat later. Probably in about eight months. :-) Just kidding, I will try to do better with being faithful to y'all. :-)



  1. I knew you could do it. Blog, that is. And ramble. It's in your blood. :-)

  2. Johnny Carinos? I've never been. It's a real possibility that can be worked out.
    Thanks for blogging. FINALLY!!! It wasn't that hard, was it?