I wish I could say every moment of my life was just a bunch of fun but so far it hasn't been. It come's and go's in spirt's probably much like your's does. Maybe without the four brother's and no sister's, an Irish Dad and a Native American Mom, WHICH by the way I wouldn't have traded for anything in the world, and let's not forget the drinking husband's. It seem's to me that everything we do and every one we come in to contact with has a way of shaping our lives...or at least changing it in some small way. I was going to tell you about Randy. He had no part in the shaping of MY life but I will say this....I rethought my opinion on the death penilty.  He had moved into the room next to mine. He drank a lot and he had a bad habit of asking me to drive him around to look for prostitutes. Which I NEVER did! He was about 5'9 and looked almost like a bum that you might see in an ally in a trash can. I don't remember ever seeing him shave. My brother had asked him not to drink anywhere else but in his own room and he followed this rule better than any of us ever did. That by far wasn't the reason he was asked to move and nor was it when he was caught in my room smelling my underwear. ( I know!...what a PERV!)...The reason he was asked to move was because he fell asleep with a cigarette. I had been talking on the phone one night when I smelled smoke. I got up and looked around and I could see smoke in the house but I couldn't make out where it was comming from...I yelled for my brother and he came to help me look. We opened Randy's door because he hadn't answered when my brother knocked..As soon as the door was opened smoke billowed out! I mean heavy smoke!..The room was dark except a red glow on the bed..and that red glow was right on top of Randy's chest!..We called his name but he wouldn't answer!...My brother went in and kicked his feet...I screemed .."Your On Fire Dumb Ass!" and he sat up..He came to term's pretty quickly with what was going on and he got right up and bundled his blanket and tryed to run past us into my room but I quickly stepped in his path..."Not In my room!...That shit's on fire!..Take it out threw the kitchen!"..after all...the kitchen had already seen it's fare share of fire..No need in smoking up my room. He got it out side and stomped on it a few times and then came back in. He tryed to make a few feeble excuses but my brother wouldn't have it. He left on a Thursday...6 weeks later my Dad told me he had went to Randy's daughter's funeral..A 16 year old girl. He told me that she had been found raped and beaten to death in a dumpster and that they found the "BOY'S" that did it...The BOY'S!..................I felt really bad for that man. A year later my brother and I saw him at a strip mall washing window's, like we were doing, and I asked him about what those boy's had got for killing his daughter..He told me they would be getting out when they reached 18. That they hadnt been tryed as adult's. AND he said this quite mater of factly!..I said "RANDY!..What the hell's wrong with you?!"...He then told me about how he had stopped drinking and the bible says that we should all forgive...I didn't know what to say..instead I patted him on the back and said that was all good..."I will hate them enough for both of us"...Hell!...maybe forever!..I'm from a long line of grudge keeper's. 

Brother bought a coconut, he bought it for a dime.

His sister had another one, she paid it for the lime.

She put de lime in de coconut, drink 'em both togeder              (starting to tap toe's)

She put de lime in de coconut, drink 'em both up.

She put de lime in de coconut, drink 'em both togeder

Put de lime in de coconut, call de doctor woke him up, an' say:

CHORUS:

“Doctor! Ain't der nothin’ I can take, say, doctor! to relieve dis belly ache?”

I say, “Doctor! ain't der nothin’ I can take, say, Doctor! To relieve my belly ache?”

I put de lime in de coconut, drink 'em bot togeder,                     (swinging finger back and forth)

put de lime in de coconut, I drink 'em bot' down,

I put de lime in de coconut, drink 'em bot' togeder,

put de lime in de coco nut, call de Doctor, woke him up an' say

Doctor! Ain't der nothin’ I can take? I say

Doctor! To relieve my bellay ache. I say

Doctor! Ain't der nothin’ I can take? I say

Doctor! And he say Lemme get dis straight

You put de lime in de coconut, drink 'em bot togeder,

put de lime in de coconut, you drink 'em bot' up.

You put de lime in de coconut, drink 'em bot' togeder,

put de lime in de coconut, call de Doctor, woke him up, an' say

Doctor! Ain't der nothin’ I can take, you say

Doctor! To relieve your belly ache, you say

Doctor! Ain't der nothin’ I can take, you say

Doctor!       You such a silly woman!

Put de lime in de coconut, drink 'em bot' togeder,

put de lime in de coconut. Den you feel better.

Put de lime in de coconut, drink 'em bot down.

Put de lime in de coconut, an' call me in da mo-o-o-ornin'.

SONG ‘TIL THIS POINT REPRISE:

CODA

Woo Woo, ain't der nothin’ I can take, I say

Woo Woo, to relieve my belly ache,

I say Doctor! Doctor! ain't der nothin’ I can take, I say

Yaah Yaah! To relieve my belly ache.

Put de lime in de coconut, drink 'em bot togeder

What a great song!!!!!...I played it at my birthday party when I turned 35...I think I was 35 maybe 36 but who gives a shit right?!...(LOL.....woo woo....)............Have a good weekend my friends....See ya at the next post........ 

This next post of the life and times of sherrena is from around the same time as the choking incident...Remember ...I was sharing a house with my brother, boyfriend/husband now, and Bubby...My brother's old room mates had went on to marry girls and one had even got an art job in California so that left 2 room's open. They were quickly filled up by my husband's brother and My dad's work helper Randy. I will save Randy's story for next blog....You will wonder about him for the rest of your life...I do...lol...and I really would like to forget him.

My brother and my husband's brother quickly became friends. They were the same age and enjoyed the same things like drinking and chasing girls on the weekends. They even shared the same name..Johnny...Well one day my brother had got a rubber band gun from the yard sale next door and while his new budddy, my to be brother in law, wasnt looking he shot him in the back of the neck with a rubber band. The look on both of their faces was something I can't explain..the "shot"Johnny was holding his neck and the "shooter" Johnny was trying to utter a weak apology..I knew something bad was brewing but it hadnt boiled over yet.."You Fucker!" was pretty much all he said. I was thinking at the time that my little brother sure got off easy because my brother in law bad been about 2 feet taller than him and I knew if it came down to a fight my brother would lose. So later that night I was trying to cook on a gas stove made for outside while I was "INSIDE"...yes I know coleman doesnt recommend this...matter of fact I read the lable that told me NOT to do it..But who wants to be seen cooking on a coleman at home?...Well there I was, in the kitchen with the out door cooker going when my brother came in and was washing his hands at the sink. I saw my brother in law come in but he had his finger to his lips. He was sneaking up behind my brother and he had made it all the way behind him. The rubber band gun was pulled back as far as it would go...and the barrel was almost touching my brothers neck..I braced myself for what was about to happen....and POW!!!!!!!!...It happened...My brother was so startled that he wipped around and his hand caught the edge of that coleman stove!..It went flying into the floor and a blaze of fire shot up!...They were locked in a head lock with each other so I started screeming for my husband...He came  but by that time it was engulfed in flames and he couldnt pick it up!...He yelled for me to open the door and like a foot ball he kicked it as hard as he could. It went sailing past me and out into the drive way were it continued to burn. My husband came back in and looked at Johnny and Johnny who were still wrestling..and it wasnt for fun either...My husband asked what happened and I said ..."rubber band gun"...and he knodded and we went to watch TV.

Recently I have had the great pleasure of reading some song's that have been posted by fellow bloggers..I thought I would give it a try...so here goes and I hope this is a blast from the past for you....(wink)

Dream Weaver
Gary Wright

I've just closed my eyes again
Climbed aboard the dream weaver train
Driver take away my worries of today
And leave tomorrow behind

(chorus
Ooh dream weaver
I believe you can get me through the night
Ooh dream weaver
I believe we can reach the morning light
Fly me high through the starry skies
Maybe to an astral plane
Cross the highways of fantasy
Help me to forget today's pain

(chorus again

Though the dawn may be coming soon
There still may be some time
Fly me away to the bright side of the moon
And meet me on the other side