Mountains Be Moved!!

In a valley of mountains we stand true and strong and our battle cry will be heard throughout the land.....Charge!

Still trying to move mountains we struggle forth but at least moving forward. That is the key...always pushing forward. Thompson Trucking Co. has surrendered to Baja Trucking. Yes, we have been W-2'd. That means we have opted for employment with another company until we can work up the capital we need to move forward towards our dream of owning a very large car. A semi to be exact with a 155” sleeper where I can write while Jeff drives and makes the mu-la. I like the life. My house will be making money and that is cool. That is the dream.

So getting back into the hang of living the life out here on the road was not as hard as I thought it would be after not being out here for several years. Jeff, Baby and I sort of just picked up right where we left off. Even Baby, my dog remembers what she can and can not do out here and is so happy just to be with us.

But......I have a dream....and that dream is a (pause for effect) BATHROOM inside my truck. Yes! That is my dream and let's not forget a most amazing job driving for someone who has a famous lifestyle that will get me to all the places I want to go and write about and allow Jeff to get paid to take me. Don't laugh at me. I am serious about this. So......Moving On till next time.

Dreams? God? What is happening?

Third National Bank Sedalia, Missouri


Dreams dashed, Hopes smeared. It was the perfect truck and the perfect job. Everything was as perfect as any bank could ever hope to see in a proposal. The bank said yes and as we went to sign the paperwork and head out into our new life the bank shut us down. In just a few moments the bank went from impressed to “We have decide that we do not do truck loans anymore.” Now what? A few bad loans to other people that had nothing to do with us just slapped us right where it counts. So many thought run through a persons head at this time. You work hard, keep pushing forward, do the right thing and wow,,,,this is what you get. Another swift kick in the pants that say’s “Not in this lifetime are the desires of your heart ever going to be fulfilled.” I would really like to know how bankers sleep at night. I think we should change the sign that say’s FDIC to THE MOB.

That is all I have to say about this. I will be returning to school somewhere and Jeff will be leaving without me until the dually blows up. Life will be separating a couple that actually does love each other and wants to make a change in this world for the better. I will be signing out for now. Not sure where I will end up. Not sure I want to return to the second rate education I was getting at UCM but, if that is all I can afford right now on grants, then let’s hope I can learn more about how to communicate with you best by some crazy miracle. Jeff…well, he has a real hard time leaving me behind. It will be very sad and very hard for him and I to be apart, not living our dreams but being slaves to what this world has become. I had really hoped that there was something bigger out there that I has been praying to that really could make miracles happen.

The End

Otis To The Rescue

Still on a bridge...waiting to get to the other side....
Otis To The Rescue….

Who is Otis? Well, Otis is the wonderful salesman who introduced us to what we hope will be our new home. A beautiful 2005 Volvo w/70” sleeper and all the bells and whistles that we wanted. Otis was great with a deal of a lifetime. Seems it was meant to be. Fantastic personality and the kind of guy you could talk to all day. He gave us everything we asked for on a silver platter. For example, when we asked for a mechanic, he took us straight to the shop and even let us collect an oil sample for diagnostics. Never pushy or hyper.You can find him at Westfall Volvo in K.C. Mo. Best salesman I have ever spoken to and I am very picky with a personality that can really bite if you rush me. I think Otis survived. This salesman may need to buy us a stiff drink by the time this is all over.

Spent Easter praying for the truck financing to come through. It seemed as if the banker was very satisfied with the proposal so now we are waiting. Spring brings work around the house, getting it ready for it to take care of itself while we are gone. Probably till August. Being patient and hoping for the bank to come through with their promise and an oil sample to come back. perfect.

Stay tuned………..
Let me know what you think about this…….


Visions

Created By: Annie Thompson December 13, 2006

Synopsis

Samantha Barrington had a good life, a happy life, a normal life until... it all crashed around her with thunder and lightning like a bad nightmare. In every moment and with every breathe unbearable, shocking and unimaginable terror thrashed out at her leaving her helpless and defenseless but at the same time…..surviving.

From long ago an ancestor left her gift. A powerful gift that not only found it’s way to her after ages of being cast away but is now possessing her with an undeniably miraculous ability to see what was and what will be. Along with this gift and the help of a wonderful stranger who just happened into her life in the form of a hero, Sam is able to face the ghosts and demons that are wreaking havoc in her life.

Excitement, fear and suspense send Sam’s life on a roller coaster ride she may not survive but in the midst of it all Samantha also finds love and passion that takes her broken and terrified heart and tries to mend it…………… but will he succeed?

Mac Perry, forced into retirement from the FBI after twenty-one years on the force finds a little piece of solitude in the small town of Watch Hill Rhode Island. Thinking that he could run from his past and hide it away forever and just become a normal person with a normal life he finds himself yet again face to face with the reality that you can’t run away from bad people and that bad things will always happen and someone will always need saving.

But the only thing that could ever make Mac face that kind of life again would be because of someone he loves and Mac had never allowed himself to ever feel that for anyone because to him, the pain wasn’t worth it. Will Mac find his hand forced by love or will Mac walk away and close his eyes and his heart to someone needing help?

Prologue
The rain started coming down hard. Beating on the windshield. You could see it dance on the road. The sirens were so loud and everywhere. Their red and blue lights were fighting with the rain. The high-speed chase that she knew was inevitable just became too dangerous to attempt now what with the rain pouring down so hard that they couldn’t even see the road.

”Mac, what are we going to do?” Samantha screamed. “Go, go. Don’t stop. We can’t go let them catch us. Mac! Don’t stop!”

Mac was slowing down. He started to pull off of the old highway and into an old run down trailer park. Everything was dark except for the lights from the police cars. The rain and the sirens were so loud.

“Will you hang on for me?” Mac said quietly, his head hanging down, his hair hanging in his face. He was soaked from the rain and he looked rough and run down. “Will you trust me Sam? Remember I love you. Just trust me.”

Samantha was sitting next to him. Fear was gripping every part of her being. She knew she loved him. Would love him forever. He was her hero. She was just so scared. What was happening? What was he going to do? This wasn’t supposed to happen!

Two squad cars, four uniformed officers and an unmarked vehicle were blocking their path. The uniformed officers had their weapons pulled and were surrounding the car.

”Put your hands on the steering wheel.” She heard them yell.

Mac’s door was being pulled open as he gave her one more desperately pleading look. Then he was gone, being pulled from the car. Her door was jerked open and she was being pulled out of the car. It was him! It was that man! The Detective!

“Come on Mrs. Barrington, it’s over.” The detective said.

They had Mac on the ground handcuffing him.

”What are you doing? I have what you want! Just let him go! Let Mac Go!”

“No, Mrs. Barrington. Shut up! I’m not going down for this. It has been a really long and horrible ordeal and right now you should feel lucky you’re still alive. Right now your boy wonder there has a lot of explaining to do and by the time the chief figures this all out I’ll be long gone and you, well let’s just say your body won’t be pushing up daisies in a pretty cemetery. But first we’re going to take a little drive.”

The detective drug Samantha towards his car. Samantha squirmed and twisted herself around trying to free herself. She turned around and saw Mac. They were trying to stuff him into a squad car.

“Mac! Mac! Tell them Mac! Tell them the truth! Mac! What are you doing? He is going to kill me Mac! You have to stop them!”

Mac turned around and looked at her.

“Do you trust me Sam?”

That was last thing Sam heard before she felt a blow to her head and everything went black.

Dreams can come true!!!

Well life has been a little shaky in this adventure Jeff and I are on. St. Louis is over, we went broke again, trucks not working but then, we got a welcome gift of $4000.00 of unexpected money and wow, we felt like we had a new chance at life. Then back at home we realized that our house needed desperate work, my van that I have been letting my son borrow needed $500.00 worth of work, Dr. Appt's, med's, you name it, we had to use the money. Okay so now we are caught up on bills. This is good but we are still dead in the water without any Insurance, or a running truck, or any loads to pull. Now what? Okay I'll tell you. We prayed. We waited and within 24 hrs we received an okay from the bank to find a truck and a 1 yr. lease with a company. So, roller-coaster ride starting to take effect now in our brains and stress levels now are going up and down. Up and Down and all over the place. Yes. We are now in the process of finding a truck. We have $15,000.00 to find a truck and get all of the essentials and then we will finally be hitting the road. There will be a little heartache in all of this though that I just won't get over. The greatest support team ever. Our family and my friends.


My dream of being the Trucking Photojournalist may not be too far off. I just need to convince the greatest photographer ever in the world to realize that my dream includes his magic. His name is Chad Moffit. This guy is amazing. He does not just capture life on still life, he captures emotion that is unmistakable. No one that experiences his work can skirt the chills that will accompany the vision. That magic mixed with my writing is going to hit the scene someday and those of you that who read this will not mistake the art when you finally see it for being the work of these two particular amazing artists.


Do you remember these words?
By: Annie Thompson

Lady, gentleman, proper, manners, dignity, self respect and the respect of others. When exactly did these attributes get lost in our societies? It is ridiculous for us, as people in this world to be shocked and appalled by the storms that rage in our social climate. But, surprisingly enough, we do still stand shocked and appalled by all of the evil behaviors that are running rampant in our societies. In one word, “Criminal”. But the word criminal to some could be seen as an opinion. I myself wish that I did not know what “What the f*” means. To some it is derogating to their sense of behavior. To some “Gangster” implies “bad”, a crime, criminal but, for some it is becoming a cultural behavior that some actually take pride in.

In these times that we live in with all of the different cultures and ethnic backgrounds, cultural individuality can be hard to achieve and maybe that is why so many societies are representing themselves to the rest of us in ways that quite frankly, freak us out. Because they are trying to create a new culture or change an old one. I don’t think I will ever understand the gangster and mob cultures. That behavior from our young generation not only freaks me out but I would prefer it to totally elude me. Including the pants around the ankles fashion.

Young parents out there today, I hope, are attempting to bring back the responsibility of our ancestors to pass on respectable, strong, healthy, loyal and honest values of once strong and stable cultural societies. So that they can rise up strong and proud as a representation or each ones culture.

What it is that this young generation has to come against are the adult monster raging in their castles sending out the messages to our society as a whole of desires for power, domination, control, the all mighty dollar and cold heartedness. If I remember right aren’t these some of the attributes that started the Trojan war and have been causing war ever since?

I have met and know quite a few young parents that are wielding our future societies and there could be a rainbow on the horizon. It seems that they are working very hard on bringing back the simpler values of life and striving to see life come as close as it can to the wonderful life of the ’70’s. Yeah, cool man.

I Want Your Love

Hi, Baby, my dog has decided that she is not going to look at me anymore because she is still stuck in this hotel with us and “It’s raining!”.


Well, I am back and have been pretty busy trying to get a handle on this trucking company. Trying to teach myself everything I need to know about this business and LOOKING FOR THE MONEY. Of course there is loads of data created everyday that creates the money trail of this companies existence. We are still in St. Louis, Mo. That is all I have to say about that. Still waiting for the “Moving On” part of this gypsy life journey.

I want to ask a question. Why is it that when it comes to love, and yes we all fall in love, but why is it that we always allow people to break our hearts? We end up going through that devastating pain of loosing someone because they just don’t want you and experiencing all these bad feelings of rejection and the worst, being made to cry. But, we still end up jumping right back out there without even thinking about it. I hate it when another person is able to make me cry. That means they made me feel. Feelings can really get to a person and not necessarily in good ways. Some would say that the passion and romance is worth it. Still there are others that avoid love at all costs.
But still, we have evolved into a very needy society bent on making others love us and some never keep trying. Even after we get married we still seem to fall in love with other people but in different ways. Maybe this happens because we will always want to know that there is something inside of us that another person can fall in love with. Maybe a lot of us ask that question. “I know my husband/wife loves me but could anyone else ever fall in love with me?”. Or, have I just asked the unforgivable question in the sanctity of marriage? I am looking forward to hearing some responses on this.

Annie