🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

Yak Yak VOL sports stuff with a splash of Cheekiness, Ale, Mustard, Golf Ball and Happiness. Sweetwater, TN Joined May 2011

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

7 hours ago

@benmckee14 Lane Thomas (@lane99thomas on instagram) just gotta hit and then drove in by Austin. SO KNEW they needed a Tennessee boy on the @BR_Braves team. ❤️🧡

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SullenSerf @SullenSerf

10 hours ago

I’ve seen enough. CFB playoff ain’t ready

Tennessee Football @Vol_Football

10 hours ago

Your 2026 Tennessee Volunteers #GBO 🍊

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

9 hours ago

@vol212320 You got that right

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Tiffany @vol212320

20 hours ago

My best friend is donating her kidney to her nephew today, she is truly one of the most amazing people I know. 🙏🏻

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

9 hours ago

@MilitaryCooI RIP Sir! ❤️🇺🇸👊

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

9 hours ago

@coffeeordie71 Ohhhhhhh this is soooo annoying

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

9 hours ago

@Watchman_motto Gorgeous

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@japan_nobunaga East Tennessee to Omaha Nebraska in one day. Next day to Rapid City South Dakota. Was fantastic! Boy how the topography changes. Oh and East Tennessee to East Pennsylvania was a get up early run to grandmothers a couple times a year. Last year TN to Keys.

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

13 hours ago

@japan_nobunaga I love it!

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NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga

2 days ago

I needed to move a sofa. I mentioned this to an American. He said, "You know anybody with a truck?" I did not know anybody with a truck. He looked at me with real concern. Not pity. Concern. The way you look at a man who has told you he does not have a name. "You gotta know somebody with a truck." I asked how one acquires such a person. He said, "You just do." This is the third time I have received that answer in this country. It is the answer to everything here. You just do. There is no process. There is only the eventual fact of having. He said, "Ask Kevin." I do not know a Kevin. He said Kevin like I should. He said it the way you say a shared uncle. I met Kevin four days later. Kevin owns a truck. Kevin does not own a truck for himself. Nobody owns a truck for themselves. Kevin owns a truck for a fifteen mile radius. Inside I said: THIS MAN HAS TAKEN A VOW. HE DID NOT ANNOUNCE IT. HE SIMPLY PURCHASED A BED AND ACCEPTED THE CONSEQUENCES. Kevin arrived on Saturday. He brought the truck. He also brought a second man. I had not asked for a second man. The second man's name is Tony. Tony came because Kevin came. Tony did not know me. Tony did not ask what we were moving. Tony brought gloves. They moved the sofa in eleven minutes. I offered them money. Both of them laughed at the same time, which felt rehearsed and was not. I asked what I owed them. Kevin said, "Buy the pizza." That is the price. That is the entire economy. The truck costs one pizza and the pizza is not negotiable and the pizza is also not expensive and everyone knows what size. Inside I said: THE FEE IS FIXED ACROSS THE ENTIRE NATION AND WAS SET BY NO ONE. We ate on the floor because the sofa was against the wall and none of us wanted to be the first to sit on it. Tony told me his daughter plays soccer. I asked if she is good. He said, "She's aggressive." I still think about that. Three weeks later, Kevin texted me. "You free Sunday? Helping Tony move a fridge." He did not ask if I wanted to. He informed me of a fridge. Inside I said: I HAVE BEEN CALLED UP. I DID NOT ENLIST. THE PAPERS WERE FILED ON MY BEHALF. I went. I moved the fridge. I have no truck. I contributed only arms. Afterward, a man I had never met asked me if I knew anybody with a truck. I said, "Yeah, I got a guy." I have a guy. I am somebody's guy now, too. Tony has told two people about me. He describes me as "the guy who's strong for his size." I have never been prouder of a sentence in my life.

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

13 hours ago

@5Volforlife And idk about not trying for some more younger college kids. I mean TN has some good ones in the farm systems…and I’m sure there are others.

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

13 hours ago

@BradCozart Do you have the last one? 😁👊😂😂

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

16 hours ago

@zarahandley I wish. But can a Southern US gal even run an English Pub?

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

16 hours ago

@zarahandley The sky last night in Tennessee

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

16 hours ago

@zarahandley Testify

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Zara Handley @zarahandley

2 years ago

“I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.” Dame Agatha Christie ✍️📚❤️

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𝕃𝕚𝕖𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕥 ℂ𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕝 ℙ 🪖 @TheLtColUSMC

20 hours ago

I also can’t stop thinking about the escort who brought SSgt Michael Swinton home. Long after the cameras leave, one service member remains beside a fallen brother, ensuring he is never alone on his final journey home. One of the military’s most sacred duties.🙏🏼

𝕃𝕚𝕖𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕥 ℂ𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕝 ℙ 🪖 @TheLtColUSMC

a day ago

When someone says, “We do too much for the military,” show them this. SSgt. Michael Swinton, 30, making his final journey home after paying the ultimate sacrifice in service to our nation. He didn’t come home the way his family prayed. We can never repay a debt like this.🙏🏼

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🧡Janell @LifeIsGoodMom

16 hours ago

@GlennAndTonic Hubs cousin had to copy it down upon occasion, but alas that was because he was having too much fun. 🤩

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Paul O’Brien @Paul_L_OBrien

a day ago

I walked outside to get the mail today. When I came back in, my 89 year old mom, who has Alzheimer’s looked at me and asked, “Are you my son?” I smiled and said “Yes. Are you my mother?” She smiled, and said “That was the name of your favorite book when you were really young.” We used to read “Are You My Mother” back in the mid 1970s. Alzheimer’s is full of surprises.