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Originally from Arkansas, I now hail from Casper, WY. My husband is Terry Snapp, part of the Flyover Country duo. I’m a quilter, a gamer, a crazy cat lady, and a software engineer.
“Idle hands are the devil’s workshop; idle lips are his mouthpiece.” ~ Proverbs 16:27
At least the first part of this has become one of the quintessential old wives sayings, and rightfully so as it’s from one of the oldest books in the history of the world. I always took it as ‘being bored makes you mean’ and I think that’s especially true in our society today.
Originally from Arkansas, I now hail from Casper, WY. My husband is Terry Snapp, part of the Flyover Country duo. I’m a quilter, a gamer, a crazy cat lady, and a software engineer.
“When you stop chasing the wrong things, you give the right things a chance to catch you.” — Lolly Daskal
I’m not terribly sorry for it, but this is going to be a mushy post. Today is my and my husband’s (@kaladin) wedding anniversary and I already know that so long as we’re both alive, we’ll have as many more as possible. I keep telling him he’d better not die until we make it to 50 years and he tells me that he’ll do his best.
Originally from Arkansas, I now hail from Casper, WY. My husband is Terry Snapp, part of the Flyover Country duo. I’m a quilter, a gamer, a crazy cat lady, and a software engineer.
A portion of the food at my family’s Independence Day fish fry. Pretty standard meal.
My siblings and I have a food rating system where we rank food based on how much love is put into it. Most people wouldn’t understand, especially if food is not a Big Deal in family gatherings. You can actually taste the amount of love that someone puts into food they make. It’s why cakes and pies from the store are never as good as the ones you make at home; the person making them generally doesn’t care.
I’m from a sizable Southern family where the star of any family gathering is the delicious food. We don’t joke around with food. Everything is crafted with love and experience, from the dessert bar to the 3 main courses, to the 30 different sides.
Every cake, pie, truffle, and cookie is lovingly hand-crafted. If you join my family for any sort of visit, you will be asked “You want somethin’ to eat?”
Originally from Arkansas, I now hail from Casper, WY. My husband is Terry Snapp, part of the Flyover Country duo. I’m a quilter, a gamer, a crazy cat lady, and a software engineer.
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul. — Horatio G. Spafford, 1873
This is but a snippet from one of my most favorite hymns. I wouldn’t call myself a particularly religious person, but I do enjoy gospel hymns and this is the one I turn to when I’ve had a very trying day. This hymn is incredibly calming and has always helped me re-center in the midst of chaos.
Originally from Arkansas, I now hail from Casper, WY. My husband is Terry Snapp, part of the Flyover Country duo. I’m a quilter, a gamer, a crazy cat lady, and a software engineer.
Something on Ricochet recently reminded me of an event that happened when I was a schoolgirl.
I must have been in 3rd or 4th grade when my class watched a video at school about the inevitable destruction of the world coming soon where we would have no food because all the plants and animals would die due to humanity’s neglect. Then we would die from acid rain, complete with a vivid little enactment of people dying from acid rain. The only way to stop this Certain Death was to start telling grownups to tell people to stop cutting down the rain-forests. I went home bawling to Mom about acid rain death and rainforests. It took her some time to calm me down and I’m fairly certain she got a hold of someone at the school over that.
Originally from Arkansas, I now hail from Casper, WY. My husband is Terry Snapp, part of the Flyover Country duo. I’m a quilter, a gamer, a crazy cat lady, and a software engineer.
I haven’t won many things throughout my life. I’ve always guessed the wrong number of jelly beans, responded too late to the giveaway, been just one box away on Bingo, or one scratch box away on a lotto ticket. I used to think this lack of winning was due to me having the worst luck in the world.
Originally from Arkansas, I now hail from Casper, WY. My husband is Terry Snapp, part of the Flyover Country duo. I’m a quilter, a gamer, a crazy cat lady, and a software engineer.
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Originally from Arkansas, I now hail from Casper, WY. My husband is Terry Snapp, part of the Flyover Country duo. I’m a quilter, a gamer, a crazy cat lady, and a software engineer.
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Originally from Arkansas, I now hail from Casper, WY. My husband is Terry Snapp, part of the Flyover Country duo. I’m a quilter, a gamer, a crazy cat lady, and a software engineer.
I grew up in Arkansas rice country, next to the muddy Black River. Plenty of rain throughout the year made our already hot summers muggy and miserable. The rain always provided temporary relief from the humidity, but as soon as it stopped, misery set in with a new wave of wet heat, mosquitoes, and chiggers. I spent every summer with red, itchy welts up and down my legs, but it never stopped me from celebrating the rain by dancing around in it barefoot, with my face held up to the sky to catch raindrops in my mouth. I loved splashing through the puddles in the driveway, and disrupting the mini-waterfalls created by the rocks in the ditch. By the time I was done, I was always covered in grass clippings and pine needles.
Originally from Arkansas, I now hail from Casper, WY. My husband is Terry Snapp, part of the Flyover Country duo. I’m a quilter, a gamer, a crazy cat lady, and a software engineer.
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