Customer Appreciation Post

Today I just want to give a shout out and let you know how much you mean to me.

Yes, you.

You make me want to do this every single day of my life. 

Even when I’m tired.  Even when I’m hungry.  Even when my brain is a pile of mush and the thoughts I think shouldn’t be shared with others. 

As I write this now, I see you.  Your faces, your comments, your encouraging words are swirling in my mind.

It isn’t always easy.  For instance, I’m in the process of changing addresses.  I was supposed to get internet service last Saturday at my new house.  You know how that goes, “Your technician will be out sometime between the hours of 8:00 a.m.  and next Friday.  Please have someone available during this time.”  As if I don’t have a life.  Okay, okay, I don’t have much of a life, but geez.  Anyway, the technician was supposed to be there on Saturday from 8:00-12:00.  So I woke up early on Saturday, (which should be against the law in the first place), and sat around in the quiet to wait for him.  Around about 8:35, I received a phone call from the company telling me that my technician called in sick.  Really?!?!  I wasn’t buying it, I’m sure he was probably hung over, or fishing.  They said they couldn’t have anyone else come out until Wednesday.  Not wanting to take time off from work, I rescheduled my appointment for tomorrow.  Another Saturday to wake up early.  This inconvenience in internet has meant that each day after work, I have come to my old house to blog.

On Wednesday, WordPress (this blogging site I use) had technical difficulties.  I had written a post about my house I’m moving from and memories from my dad in the house, but when I went to click the publish button, I got this error message stating no changes could be made and how they were working very hard to fix it, but to keep trying.  

Because I committed to doing a “Postaday” challenge, and because I am a little bit obsessive-compulsive when I make commitments (except exercise) this went against my grain and ruffled my feathers.  I had problems.  How was I supposed to publish a blog post with technical difficulties?  How could I try later when I don’t have internet at my new house and I needed wanted to get home?  How could I live with myself if I broke my “postaday” commitment to myself and the handful of readers that I have?

As much as I hated to do it, I waved the white flag and posted a status update on Facebook that read:  to my blog readers: My blogging site is experiencing technical difficulties. I don’t have internet at my new place, and I’ve got chickens to tend to, so there may not be a blog posted today. Please don’t eat rat poison. Or dance a jig.

I didn’t expect to hear much from my Facebook friends, but instead I got this: 


(Michelle) Ack…..I knew it was only a matter of time before the chickens took the place of your loyal & faithful fans!! 😉 enjoy your evening Angel!!

(Donna) ahhhh, I so look forward to them.

(Lena) Ok double blog tomorrow

(Lara) What will I read tonight??

(Sheryl) :-/

 (Jennifer)  Aww man, I was looking forward to it. 😦

(My sister Jolea, as if there is any other) What??? Nooooooooo!!! You must blog now…:/

(Linda) aww snap!

(Jay) I don’t think that was the deal!

I wish words could express how wonderful this makes me feel.  To know that my writing matters to someone out there  inspires me, encourages me, and uplifts me.  It makes me trudge ahead. 

Needless to say, I got a post up that day.  Not because I’m awesome, but because you are. 

I want to let you know how much you mean to me.  I want to give you something back in return for  the commitment you’ve made to read my ramblings, which aren’t even half good half the time.  But you stick with me anyway!

I’m going to have a small give-away to one faithful reader.  All you have to do to enter, is click here, print this form, fill it out, make sure and state your mother’s maiden name, and the last 4 digits of your social security number, have it signed in front of a notary, in blood, and witnessed by a celebrity on a deserted island.

That’s all.

No really, just leave me a comment here on my blog (not on Facebook).  Be clever, be cute, be serious, be snide.  I don’t care.  Tell me what you like to read, what you hate to eat, what I should name a chicken.  Anything.  I just want to hear from you.

In exchange, I’ll randomly choose one of you for a $25 Visa or Mastercard or something-like-that-gift card.   Accepted at lots and lots of places in the nearest 3 blocks. 

It’s not much.  I wish it could be more.  But I’m just a poor, broke cowboy’s wife schoolteacher with 14 mouths to feed.  Chicken mouths, but nonetheless mouths to feed.

I’ll announce the winner tomorrow after my internet is installed at noon.  Better make it afternoon, well sometime between noon and midnight. 

Waiting to hear from you and hoping for a sober technician…….


  1. Michelle says:

    Your posts uplift me, amuse me, sadden me, and inspire me. You have a gift from God to paint pictures with words using nothing but your life. The way you create images makes me feel like I’m right there with you going through what you are going through. Your blog shows me that everyone has problems. Everyone has silly random thoughts. Everyone has tragic events. Everyone has a story. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your life and your adventures!


  2. RB says:

    Love your blogs and look forward each day, however I wonder how you can have so many things in that sweet little mind of your. You surprise me. Love AB


  3. DeAnne says:

    Your blog makes me happy to know I am not the only one who has killed 1/2 a day waiting on technicians. They should have to pay the customer. Love it!!!


    1. Jolea says:

      I love you…I love your blogs! They make me smile, laugh, and sometimes cry. You are blessed to able to touch so many people in such a special way. Now…what’s this about “(my sister Jolea, as if there is any other)” Is that a compliment or an insult…I shouldn’t ask, should I?? I’ll take it as a compliment…;) Oh and if I win (which is highly unlikely) draw another name. Who could ask for a better gift than you as a sister? No, I’m not kidding. I’m serious, really I am. Now I just have to go throw up a little…<3


  4. Mama says:

    I certainly agree with everything that everyone is saying about you! What a gift you have!! Everyday, I think, someone mentions your blogs, or asks if you might be my daughter, Just today, at the jail, a lady asked if you were mine and says she loves your blogs. She says that her daughter, Mandy, calls her just boo-hooing and says, “Mama, let me read this to you!” Then the mama starts crying. And, there I am, at the jail, just sitting in awe of what I am hearing and knowing that you are truly mine! Keep it up….don’t ever stop….too many people are depending on you now! And…….you are a TREASURE!


  5. leon says:

    I’m very proud of you


  6. Lenore Diane says:

    Two best lines:
    1.) I wasn’t buying it, I’m sure he was either hung over or fishing.
    2.) Don’t eat rat poison or dance a jig.

    Love it! So thankful to have found your stories. And, I think you should name the chick in JDub’s hand “Bob”. In honor of your Dad. 🙂


  7. linda webster says:

    angel, you just blow my mind! you just get better and better, this is your gift, you make us smile and laugh uncontrolablly, however you spell that, grannie looks forward to your blogs too, its uplifting to her, keep on keepin on sweetie! love aunti L


  8. Marie says:

    You already know too much about me and how I feel about you and your writing so just name the chick that eats the worms Book, you know Bookworm, for me!


  9. Angie says:

    THANK YOU for entertaining us!! You never fail to make me laugh, cry, or just giving me something to ponder for a while. You are a very talented writer and I always look forward to reading your posts. Thanks for sharing your gift with the rest of us:)
    Love ya!!


  10. Jay says:

    I’m only going to post a comment because I want the gift card, that is all. (Seriously I love your blog!! Keep up the good work!!)


  11. Jennifer says:

    I love love reading your blogs. You give me something to look forward to everyday! You keep me laughing even when I don’t feel like laughing. Keep up the good stories! Love ya!


  12. Jennifer Read says:

    Ok, I’ll admit, you are one of my guilty pleasures. I look forward to reading your blog everyday. Some days I laugh out loud- literally! Some days I cry. It’s like therapy only cheaper! You always manage to inspire me. My favorite blogs are about our sweet Ashy. She will always hold a special place in my heart. So please please please keep up the amazing writing.

    P.S. I think you should name one of your chicks Sassafrass.


  13. Brandi says:

    I love your blog, Angel. It has inspired me, made me laugh, made me cry, made me remember, and made me want to be a better person. I also have realized that I enjoy your blog more than others because you post everyday. I have some other blogs that I enjoy too, but I get frustrated waiting for the blogger to post something new. You are there for me everyday. Thanks, and keep up the good work!


  14. Road Warrior says:

    I stumbled upon your blog. I am currently taking a media class and we had to start our own blog. In addition, we are required to read and post comments on other blogs. I only had the opportunity read this blog today. I will certainly be reading your other ones. I love the comments people left…how inspiring. My favorite was “You have a gift from God to paint pictures with words using nothing but your life.” That is so cool for someone to say that about your writing. Thanks for writing and keep it up. I will subscribe to your blog : )


    1. Angel says:

      Welcome Road Warrior, hope to hear more from you.


  15. Lena says:

    Angel—you are the voice of reason that I need daily in my life. You are so practical and matter of fact. I connect with your words…you bring up memories and thoughts that I have in my head that I try not to deal with….the thoughts and blogs about your dad….have left me red eyed….and have taken me to memories of my lost loved ones. The last time I saw my best friend from high school-Cindy was in my kitchen I walked behind her as she carried her baby through my house-I remember looking at the back of her auburn head-smiling thinking how much I loved this friend…smiled thinking how fun it was going to be to watch our girls grow up together…the next day her and her daughter were in a car accident-Cindy was airlifted to Amarillo-her baby went to the Pampa hospital–I her best friend didnt even find out until the next day when a relative called to say I should come as quickly as I could to the hospital in Amarillo. Then my memories take me to the long drive to Amarillo where I could barely see the road I was crying so hard. To the memory of seeing her dear mom and dad heart brokedn to the memory of her mom making me go into see her gravely injured and her momma telling me Lena talk to her-the memories that flood back now…….me seeing her laying there in the hospital bead her beautiful head wrapped in gauze-where they had to shave part of her head to do the brain surgery to try to save her life. ..and then me seeing what was left of that beautiful auburn hair flowing down the pillow-my mind flashing to barely two days before when I had seen that same beautiful auburn head in my kitchen. ….. you make me feel….your writing moves me.
    Keep on writing…..


    1. Angel says:

      Lena, That is beautiful. Simply beautiful.


  16. Angel says:

    I wish I could give you all something. You are blessings to me!


  17. Mandy Clark says:

    It’s me….the Mandy your mama mentioned above 🙂 That’s right–my mom and I do discuss your blogs and I now have her hooked! God has given you a wonderful gift! We love you 🙂


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