Friday, January 1, 2010

New Years Day

Congratulations, you and I are still alive. Starting anew is a great feeling, followed only by sweat, procrastination and humiliation until we again start a new year with renewed confidence.

I know, you are wondering, why "Fresh Batch of Hell". It was a saying that my dear Grandmother used to use every time someone knocked on her door. My grandmother lived on a farm/cattle ranch back in the days when no one ever came to your front door, there wasn't even a sidewalk leading to her front door, they were mostly for show and for the occasional Fuller Brush man selling his wares and later for the Avon lady. Everyone always came to your back door, you didn't even really knock, just kind of a large rattle and yelling "hello, it's just me" as you walked in. You knew who the "just me" was, that is the kind of town it was. I think it must have been where the saying "back door friends are the best friends" came from. So, if someone took the trouble to walk to your front door and knock, you knew it wasn't something you wanted to deal with. Bad things came to your front door, i.e. the Government was condemning your ranch, someone was killed or injured in a war, or a so called "low-life" wanted to court your daughter. No matter what it wasn't good.

Therefore; the phrase... When someone knocked on the front door my grandmother would mutter under her breath.."I wonder what Fresh Batch of Hell this is." I have come to understand this phrase in my life I have opened doors, letters, hatches and windows to fresh batches of hell in my life. I'm learning as I age as to what is better left shut.

Join with me in this journey of living and learning. May all your resolutions come true and may you not even open one, single batch of hell this year.


  1. Ha ha. I love your post and the title of you blog. Very classy. I'm so glad you are finally blogging. It's like keeping a very public journal but it's nice to have the motivation of feeling like an extra big slacker if you don't post often enough. And since I basically blog so I don't have to keep a journal for the kids, it's just one more thing to feel guilty about. Arn't you happy you decided to add one more thing to do to your life? Lucky you. anyways, if you still want me to help you make your blog look all snazzy, just let me know. Love ya, Kristy

  2. YeeHaw, I'll enjoy reading your blog often. I may not always comment, though. I will love reading your thoughts and opinions. You know the definition of opinions, don't you? "They're a lot like armpits. Everybody has a least two and they usually stink!" Yours won't, however. Love you.