Its a job!!

Eight Months!!....     Holy Moly......!    where does the time go???

Oh I know , back and forth, back and forth!

   Today may not be the best day to write about the job. Feeling a bit discouraged by the cons today.

Grandson Gunnar Wayne's play is today, and we can not be there.

 Awh Man!! As I so often have heard the lil man say in the face of his own disappointments . Is right!!

I've learned in life. Every choice and decision we make comes with a price. Sacrifice's! something, for something else.

Being out here has come with some real lessons....! Some super fantastic, Some eye opening, and some I wonder how 

I missed before now..

Take for instance Mack has been driving well over twenty years, my dad a retired truck driver. And I just now come to realize

 just how lonely this can be. Alienating! Your only real source of contact to anyone is by phone.

 Yes you are around people all day. But for the most part just in passing. No real connection.

You simply rely upon your family and friends through phone conversation and an occasional home time visit.

   The age old saying..." If only I knew then what I know now"! How different would I have been....!

Owing my husband and my father a great deal of gratitude for all they gave up. And also an apology for my lack to

understand what they really did every day.  

   On the much brighter side of being a traveling bum. Everyday something new, or old and familiar. 

 I am  astounded by the wealth of historical information Mack has in his head.

 I've learned more history of our country in eight months then I ever did in school. And he remembers it all!!

but of course I can not remember any of it... Lol

We have been from La to New York so many times I have lost count, but every place an adventure, something special!

because I can not remember all of the details I've decided this blog thing would be a great way to track and journal our 

adventures and to also keep up with Mr. information.... Now that will impress him! Don't you think?

In the mean time........ "Driving our life away" is the song!!

Lord willing in a couple of weeks we will be sitting in a canoe with all but one of our kids and one grandbaby rowing our butts

down the merry Niobrara river......!  Yay!! Yahoo!! Yippee!!!

3 Months and counting

taking my driving test

 Well everyone I made it to the three month mark! Woo Hoo!!

Oh where to begin?
 Three months has flown by so fast.  I feel like I haven't even scratched the surface of the knowledge, one needs everyday to do this job. I can say with all honesty,  I am guilty of the idea that all there is to being a truck driver, is drive a truck... oh! Big BIG!!! oops...
As many of you know I have pretty much spent my entire life in and around trucks. My father drove truck most of his life in some form or another. farm trucks, milk truck, coal truck, cattle truck, and tankers. In any case, I hated that he choose to do this line of work.Mainly because he was gone all the time. I swore I would never marry or be a truck driver..... Famous last words! I also said, I would never live in Nebraska to. lol
Another lesson learned... Never say never.

Thinking of my Dad!

Well I have been out on the big highway for one month yesterday. Wow!! Where does time really go. My time has been spent learning what it really takes to haul that heavy load behind. Really it is not as simple as it may appear. but praising God I have not run over anyone or anything... Ok well maybe Macks foot, but I could not talk him into moving in front of the truck. I have been working on getting my timing right on the gears up and down hills. Working to get my speed up starting out So no one, in the family can continue to call me a slow ass truck driver. But its a slow process. :) Living on the road requires me to make many adjustments to what was a normal life style before. Now I must plan my morning bathroom breaks accordingly to the closest fine truck stop that can handle me dragging my sleepy butt out in whatever comfy pjs I may have sported the night before with my hair all over my head. I scare myself in the mornings... And now I can share with the rest of the world! However I try hard not to get to close to anyone before maneuvering a tooth brush and downing mouth wash. However I learned in my driving manual that mouthwash can put you over the limit of alcohol seeings how any trace amount can put you out of service... God help the poor soul who tries that one on me... lol I will breath really heavy and he will understand my need for mouthwash in the morning. I can not be out here and not gain a great appreciation for those foot steps I now follow. My father, whom I miss so very much. My husband who has been driving since we met twenty years ago. Though I have spent most of my life in one way or another in side a truck. The younger years I would ride with my Dad to help him stay awake. Or riding shot gun with Mack just to go along with him. I have learned more in these last thirty days about the job it self and why they would choose to do it, Than in all the years of riding. Giving me a better understanding of the true sacrifices they make to care for their family and maybe a little more insight as to the why's they would choose it that way. Tomorrow is the big day for me. I take my CDL driving test. God be with the poor soul who has to give it.... Lol I am ready!!!
Love and miss you Dad... Hope I can make you proud!

New beginnings

As one door closes in life another opens. For me the long awaited door of traveling with my husband has finally arrived. But not as a tourist site seeing, or as a truckers daughter, or as a truckers wife. As a truck driver my self. Wow I find even the title it self a little intimidating. After my first full week on the job I am not near as intimidated but amazed by all its possibilities. My husband is the most patient understanding teacher ever!!With his continued encouragement I know I can become a valued help mate to him. And draw from all the endless possibilities the job has to offer.

Wow! 19 today

Raising BoysAuthor: Roberta I. Teague
I scrub the wall of fingerprints, Pick up the mounds of clothes. I sweep the dirt that shoes track in- Wish I could use a hose! Meals are served from dawn to dark, Dirty dishes crowd the sink. Just when they’re washed and put away- Everyone wants a drink!The washer pulls the dirty grime From pants worn thin and patched. They look so very neat and clean- Yuck, look what the pockets hatched! Broken bones and bloody knees, I should have been a nurse. I take it all in shaky stride- Just grateful it’s not worse! Screams and shouts and argumentsTest the keeping of my cool. They left the neighbor’s faucet on- See their new front yard pool! A soothing bath is ecstasy, A reward at the end of my rope. Raising boys isn’t really bad- But first I must wash the soap! A rose can say I Love You, Orchids can enthrall;But a weed bouquet in a chubby fist, Oh my, that says it all!

Happy Happy Birthday!

Jesse Cole Crockett Gashler Bofrog Goertz

JJJ. Junk food Junkie Jesse.

Oh My He's 45

Happy Birthday!

Mack Mack

Little Mack

Mackaroni

and best of all

GrandPac Mack

Merry Christmas To All

Remember Jesus is the reason

for the season!

Happy Birthday!

Castle Tristen Gashler

Aka Tristy, Hastle Christafer, Bronson

We Miss you!!!

Happy Happy Birthday!!! My Darling baby Girl

Hard to believe its been twenty five years. They go by so fast.
Thanks for completing my life.
Hope you are as blessed this year as you have so blessed me.
All our love!

I Miss You Mom!

I miss your advice
I miss your belief in me
I miss your caring
I miss your dependabilty
I miss your energy
I miss your friendship
I miss your gifts
I miss your heart
I miss your integrity
I miss your joy
I miss your kisses
I miss your loving hugs
I miss your mothering
I miss your nurturing
I miss your openness
I miss your patients
I miss your quirks
I miss your responses
I miss your smile
I miss your teaching
I miss your unfailing Love
I miss your voice
I miss your wise ways
I miss your x-tra special times
I miss You!!!!
I miss your zeal

thanksGiving Blessings To you & yours!

My bulletin board

Okay this is for Chandell, Who does not come home unless Vanessa does So, here you go dear.
But if you want to see all thats on here you will have to come home before I change if for Christmas

My Hero!!!

Richard Jesse Crockett

(Dick)

Born December 5, 1928 Died November 3,2004

Dear Dad;

Four years ago today I saw your face one last time, I embraced you, held your hand, told you I loved you and said goodbye. As I watched you leave, knowing you needed to go. I felt a part of me leaving with you and my heart break. The want to shout not yet, the want to beg for one more day, one more story, one more joke. You took your last breath, you left. As I watched what peace truly looks like come over your face. I began to tremble with fear of what I would do without you. How would I, could I just walk away and leave? How could you?

I somehow found the strength to move toward the door. As I opened that door. I felt truly alone for the first time. A strange place and not a face that I knew. Yet I made those phone calls. I filled out all the papers and watched as they took you away.

I don't know how I got through those days Dad. But I did and as you told me I would. I wonder if I said enough, did enough and told you enough how much I love you. If you knew how wonderful you were. If heaven is everything we talked about. And if you know just how much your missed.

Thanks for being my Dad. For giving all you gave. For teaching me so many things about life and most of all Thank you for always being there for me.

I miss you so so much... There is not a day that goes by that you are not in my thoughts. Tell Mom I miss her and love her too... Looking forward to meeting you at the east gates. Till then still here remembering!

Forever my love

Your Daughter.

Don't grieve for me, For now I am free. I'm following the path God laid for me.

I took his hand when I heard his call. I turned my back and left it all. I could not

stay another day. To laugh, to love, to work, or play. Tasks left undone, must stay that way. I found peace at the close of today.

If my parting has left a void. Then fill it with remembering, the love of family, joy, a friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss. Ah yes these things I to will miss. But be not burdened with the time of sorrow. I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

My lifes been full, I've savored much. Family, good friends, good times, a loved

ones touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all to brief. Don't lengthen it now with undo grief.

Lift up your heart, and share with me. God wanted me now.

He set me free...

A Great Man!

Mr. Mack R. Bosarge Jr.

Born October 3, 1938 Died October 26, 2005

A Man of great humor, super smile and cute

chicken legs.

I being his daughter in law can never begin to

high light the wonders of this Man. I fell in love

with him the very first time I meet him. His

smile and southern charm just shined before

him. Accepted me and made me apart of his family

as though I always had been.

His laughter lit up an entire room. His warmth surrounded

me.

He is missed by any and all who knew him.

If the beauty of truth were quick, I would stand immortally at Sea, Gazing for eternity at SeaThe moonlight shines against the SeaAt twilight, the Sea becomes immortalAnd opens his eternal portal-I would enter into it-At dawn, the sun breaks the mood, And I stand again upon the ocean shore, Knowing in my heart, that day has toreAnd I stand again upon the ocean shoreReverberating Sea, splashing at my feetShore washing Sea, covering my feetI close my eyes and enter the worldOf dreams and dances and fairy rhymes, Pirate ships, elven scripts, and ocean skiesTo be at Sea, I close my eyesThis dream lasts all day to meOne Day is twenty years at Sea-And into this dream, I would enter into it—I would that I will, I would stand immortally at Sea, Hoping for eternity at Sea, Reverberating waves rush under my feetThe Sea is blanketed with wonder, And I seem to love its glorious freedomThus, I would bless the shoreAnd leave to be once moreOut at Sea to sailStand upon the deck and sway: Listen to the creak of the wood and say, To close my eyes is to be at Sea, A dream that lasts eternityEternity, guaranteed, to liveSo long as I never walk the brig, But stand under the white sheet, The insignia of the entire white fleet, As for eternity, immortally, At Sea I sail, in the bellowing galeAnd live eternally, immortally, Would one day be eternityI would spend it out at seaStanding upon the ocean shore, foaming at my feet Annie Cordelia Adams

How we celebrate after fifteen years

Just the fact that Mack was able to take a few days off and we were at home together was an anniversary gift. We enjoyed having a nice steak and tater dinner, with a little wine and watched t.v. Not near as exciting as Deadwood. Every bit as enjoyable!!!!

Fifteen years Oct. 22, 1993

Oh! Man did we look young...

We took off and went to Deadwood So. Dakota. Was married by the Mayor and stayed at the Motel 8. At least we had a bathtub for two, that you should not use shampoo for bubble bath in. Cause we couldn't even find each other in it. Shared our pizza with the local ants.

At least for me was one of the greatest days of my life.

Mack's Daughters

Jessica and Alyssa Bosarge. How wonderful it is to finally be a apart in their lives. Please accept our welcoming, accept our love, accept us for who we are, as we accept you. Forgive us for taking so long, forgive us our mistakes too.

Jason and Jessica K I S S I N G

A kiss is the begining. My hope and prayer is that you never forget. When times are hard and trouble comes, and they will. You remember! and follow your heart...

FIRST COMES LOVE!

Jason and Jessica before the marriage thing... In love and it shows

THEN COMES MARRIAGE

WED ON MAY 12, 2008