Welcome Reader:

Whether you've just now tuned in to my life, or have been keeping up with my inner thoughts for quite some time now,
I welcome you.

Though you may or may not be entertained by my thoughts, it is for MYSELF that I pen a blog.

As a writer, I enjoy expressing myself.
When I write long romance novels, I am inside my head so much, I forget to focus on reality.

By writing once and a while on my blog, when the mood hits me, I have the freedom to come and go.
To pull up a chair and order lemonade or an ice cream sundae.
To either gobble it down, or eat it ever so slowly...

...until it melts into a concoction that resembles mushy milk.

Pull up a chair! Have a read. I hope you enjoy it.
I do...and that's what really matters.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Our Country Christmas

This year we had our country Christmas
with snowflakes twirling and family gathering,
Homemade decorations and patchwork garland
warm the hearts, of all who look, and really see...

This year we had our country Christmas
with Yankee Candles flickering and scenting the air,
Homemade cookies and spiced apple cider
warms the tummy, warms the spirit,
reminds me of Christmases long ago...
before I was born...
perhaps in a previous life...
when I lived in the
Little House on the Prairie

Three Heads

Ya know how when you eat ice cream really fast you get a cold headache?
I don't have a COLD headache, just a NAGGING headache.
Good thing I only have one head, and not three,
Otherwise I might have to lasso three nooses and gang me!

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Three Visitors

Today I had the most wonderful day!

Three people came to visit

and be entertained my me and hubby,

The Three Wise Men, The Three Stooges,

Three Musketeers, or Three Dwarfs

more like it,

Happy, Silly, and Goofy!

Thanks...We had a terrific time!

Keep Walkin'

I was taught that if you can't say something nice, don't say nothin' at all.

There is a jerk in the past that keeps rearing her ugly head.

She's very upsetting and vulgar and brings out the worst in people.

To anyone who meets up with devils in your path,

please, do yourself a favor, walk away...say nothing...just keep walkin!

I use the brown font color because it reminds me of this terrible person...

who must have some positive trait in her life...Lord...what can that possibly be?

If she has one, illuminate me!

Sunday, December 13, 2009

On the Prowl

Hot Babes
Prowling the Trailer Park
for Trick-or-Treats!

Ho, Ho, Ho and Handing Out Sweets

Oh, here is a sweet image!
Me, playing Santa Claus, holding little Steeley and Lyla
while they slumber, while unbeknown to them
their great auntie, dressed in a red suit and a fake beard,
sits at Sheila's 'Halos'
whilst awaiting kids to come give Santa a haircut.
Sneaky Sheila, she's a savvy business-tycoon!

Steeley and Lyla are now 4 1/2 !
This photo was some time ago,
yet still, in my heart,
I want to take every opportunity I get
to play the wonderful, jolly old man.

at the daycare center where I work part-time,
I'm scheduled to play Santa and visit two classrooms.
I'll be the guest-of-honor with rosy cheeks,
saying 'Ho, ho, ho!' and handing out sweets!





Friday, December 11, 2009

Lisa's Published Non-Fiction Articles

It's been several years since I had two non-fiction articles published
in the national trade magazine called, 'Water Well Journal.'
I was paid $200.00 each!
At work, our new webpage is being developed and
Tasker's Well www.taskerswell.com
invited me to attach the links to my articles.
Naturally, I was thrilled!
Take a few moments and read my work:



(Copyright by Lisa Allen Kennard, 2001)
No part of this publication may be printed or reproduced
except with written consent by author.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Prayer Does Work

The first big snowstorm of the season is happening today. Not wanting to travel to and from work in bad weather with dangerous roads, I called and asked for the day off. They said yes.

I decided to bake cookie bars for the cookie swap coming up.

When the lights flickered three times and I still had 15 minutes to go on my cookie bars finishing in the oven, I prayed "Please Lord, just give me a few more minutes so these can finish." So the power stayed on (and I turned up the oven heat). I took the bars out one second and the power went off the next second.

Prayer does work!

Even for silly things!

How cool is that!

Sunday, December 6, 2009


I am not always right,
sometimes I am wrong,
and I'll even admit it.

I am not always happy,
sometimes I am sad,
but I try not to show it.

I am not always _____,
sometimes I am ______,

Go ahead...fill in the blanks.
No one is perfect...
...that's what's so special about us.

He is the potter,
We are the clay!




Every year, English teachers from across the USA can submit their
collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays.
These excerpts are published each year to the amusement of teachers across
the country. Here are last year's winners:

1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.

2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.

3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.

4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli, and he was room
temperature Canadian beef. (Apologies to all the Canadians here)

5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.

6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.

7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.

8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.

9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.

10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled
with vegetable soup.

11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.

12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.

13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.

14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced
across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one
having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from
Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.

15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.

16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.

17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.

18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.

19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.

20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike
Phil, this plan just might work.

21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.

22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.

23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.

24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with
power tools.

25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if
she were a garbage truck backing up.



A hater is someone who is jealous and envious and spends all
their time trying to make you look small so they can look tall.
They are very negative people to say the least. Nothing is ever
good enough! When you make your mark, you will always attract some
haters…That’s why you have to be careful with whom you share your
blessings and your dreams, because some folk can’t handle seeing you

It’s dangerous to be like somebody else…

If God wanted you to be like somebody else, He would have given
you what He gave them! Right? You never know what people have gone
through to get what they have.

The problem I have with haters is that they see my glory, but
they don’t know my story… If the grass looks greener on the other side
of the fence, you can rest assured that the water bill is higher there

We’ve all got some haters among us! People envy you because you can:

Have a relationship with God
Light up a room when you walk in
Start your own business
Tell a man / woman to hit the curb (if he / she isn’t about the right thing)
Raise your children without both parents being in the home

Haters can’t stand to see you happy, Haters will never want to
see you succeed, Haters never want you to get the victory, most of our
haters are people who are supposed to be on our side. How do you handle
your undercover haters?

You can handle these haters by:

1. Knowing who you are & who your true friends are *(VERY IMPORTANT!!)
2. Having a purpose to your life? Purpose does not mean having a job.
You can have a job and still be unfulfilled. A purpose is having
a clear sense of what God has called you to be. Your purpose is not
defined by what others think about you.
3. By remembering what you have is by divine prerogative and not
human manipulation. Fulfill your dreams!

You only have one life to live…when it’s your time to leave this earth,
you ‘want’ to be able to say, ‘I’ve lived my life and fulfilled
‘my’ dreams,… Now I’m ready to go HOME! When God gives you favor, you can
tell your haters, Don’t look at me…Look at Who is in charge of me…’

Maya Angelou

I advise anyone who read this to use these words of wisdom to heal your heart / give you courage to go on. Do not use it to strike at your haters, or with that purpose in mind, instead share this poem with a person who can appreciate and cherish this poem.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

THE SECRET (My Explanation)

My chiropractor is very positive-minded. I told him things were looking up for me and I had begun attending church and walking with the Lord once again. He told me about a book 'The Secret,' By Rhonda Byrne. Dr. Paul said it was life-changing and he would make me a CD of the book. I ordered the book through Amazon; it came quickly, and I began reading it yesterday. 'The Secret' is positive thinking!

With your mind, thinking that you will get what you want, the 'law of attraction' attracts all the good (and/or evil) things you think about. If you think you're going to have a bad day, you will. If you think you're marriage sucks, it does. If you think you are poor and life is not worth living, you will remain poor and sad.

If, however, you think/say only positive things, and you believe those things unequivocally, YOU WILL ATTRACT THOSE THINGS THAT YOU THINK. WHERE YOUR THOUGHTS ARE - IS WHAT YOU ATTRACT!

A wonderful way of looking at things, but I must say, with GOD in my constant thoughts, I am being blessed with nurturing faithful friends, blessed with His love and care, peace and grace, and living a more godly life...there is only good in God!

I told a struggling believer that God does not rule the world, Satan does. That is why bad things happen to good people - and good things happen to 'bad' people. Firstly, because Satan rules the world, it is his intention to make every evil thing happen. Those who walk with God ask for God's mercy, and God intervenes in Satan's plan. God turns something so negative into something positive that shows the Glory of God.

So if Satan is ruling you, I'm sorry, but evil is what you are attracting. If God is ruling you, I'm happy to report, goodness is what you are attracting!

So do yourself a favor and remember...thoughts are things!
And read 'The Secret.'