Tuesday, June 30, 2009

WHAT WAS I THINKING?


Now and Then

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Monday, June 29, 2009





There are pictures I took at the resturant that my wonderful kids took me to for Mother's day. The last one, my son set up all by himself. Kids can be so creative!

Tuesday, April 28, 2009


Eyes are the window to the soul.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Lost

My family recently moved from Idaho to New Mexico. Talk about culture shock! I just got my internet back after almost a month with out it!!! Things are SO way different. I will try to blog more as soon as I can. Right now it's all about trying to get settled and adjusting.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Pancakes and Prayers

This evening my kids and I made up a batch of apple cinnamon pancake snackers (mini cakes) and delivered them to a couple of families that we are really going to miss when we leave. We are moving about a 1000 miles away! Below is the message we shared with them when we made our deliveries. We each had our lines to read, but my daughter had to take over for me when I choked up!
The bible tells us that faith is to hope for things which are not seen, but which are true. That means to believe in something that we can't see.
Our hearts tell us that our faith in God is true and right.
Our hearts also tell us to have faith in many different things through out our lives.
Friendship is something we can't see, but also believe in.
Our God is a kind and loving God, and we believe that he gave us friendship to better our lives.
We find love, joy, and peace in our friendships.
While our friendship with you may change over time, it will always be there.
Something we can't see, but will hold dear to our hearts forever.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Did you notice something funny about the bad day posts below??? I was finally done and thought it best to view for safe keeping. When having this kind of a day, don't EVER go back to double check as caution guides us to do. It will only make you want to pull out your hair because, it will be inevitable that you will find a mistake or two or many. And because it is that kind of day, it will only be messed up further by tyring to fix it. Just back away!

The posts are in the wrong order! They go from last to first!!!

Have a good one!




DONE! Don't ask any more from me, for the day is officially over! Besides, my jaw really hurts from clenching it, so as not to belittle the computer. It is time for me to crawl into the safety of my covers and say my prayers, it's obvious that I really need to! Big heavy SIGH. I am VERY thankful that this day is over!!
I think I FINALLY got figured it out! Yeah me! Now that I am almost done doing it the hard way!









Tuesday, March 3, 2009

These are the felt like this...
But got this....
pictures. In separate posts, with no words between the pictures or any brilliant descriptions! All because it is still...ONE OF THOSE DAYS!







Have you ever had one of those days? Of course you have, you're human! You know what I am talking about. The kind of day that should have just passed you right on by. The kind of day that just makes you want to scream, shout, stomp, and cry all at the same time.


The kind of day when you felt like this...


But you would have preferred this....


WELL, that is exactly how my day was and evidently still is, as I can't even put the pictures on this post in the way I want!!!!
(Please envision me stomping my foot and having a tissy!)
Definitely time to go to bed and close the door on this day!

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Monday, February 23, 2009

LiTTle old PeOpLe







I love little old people.

Pause here for verification:
To all the little old people who might read this, PLEASE do not take offence. You might think that I am some young arrogant punk, but I am not. I am half way to being a little old one myself. Granted, I will probably be a big (fat) little one, but I say little because I have already started the shrinking (height) process.
That being said, I shall start again.

I love little old people. They are cute, sweet and can have many interesting things to share. My dad was a little old one, which is saying something because he was larger than life when I was young.

Little old ones have many endearing qualities and mean much to those whose lives they touch.

But what about the old ones who are just plain petulant? Just because they have lived a long time it does NOT give them the right to say or act how ever they want. I am sure that being crotchety is just a side effect of old age, but is being rude? I wonder why they always seem to be concocting games out of making you feel bad and inadequate. As if their comments, tongue lashings, or pity filled looks weren't enough. Being made to feel defective some how... Is this the high goal that keeps them in the running for the inconsiderate award of the day?

And, is it just me or are the sour old ones a bit (word revise) a LOT on the over sensitive side? Offending them easily by just a look. Any look will do, a smile mistaken for a smirk, a wink mistaken for rolling for the eyes, and how about a blank stare. Those are the best as they can be interpreted in so many different imaginative ways!

Sometimes I feel like an old one in training. Having to pick and choose whom I shall model my old age after. The can't complain, up beat, and content group or the annoyed, brooding, and resentful group. I hope and pray that I end up in the first group, but just in case I don't......My apologies to all of those whom I shall step on later!

Thursday, February 19, 2009


As the tears stream down my face


My heart tears in two





It struck me just now, in the middle of trying to compose this poem, that one doesn't truly comprehend how many times in ones life the heart can be shattered.


Some times it hurts so bad that one feels physical pain. This strikes me as odd.


Today was a good day. The kids and I had a great dinner and time together, but late at night when all is still, I miss my husband. We are apart for the moment, and because I am missing him I think it amplifies my quandary.


I like that word. I love the sound of it.



  • Quandary: A state of perplexity or uncertainty, esp. as to what to do; dilemma.

  • Quandary: A state of difficulty or perplexity; doubt; uncertainty.

  • Quandary: a situation from which extrication is difficult especially an unpleasant or trying one; "finds himself in a most awkward predicament

  • Quandary: state of uncertainty or perplexity especially as requiring a choice between equally unfavorable options [syn: dilemma]


Naturally I don't particularly enjoy it's meaning.

I am able to find some solace in the warmth of the purring cat that sits upon my feet.

I often wonder what a cat thinks? What would it be like to be a cat? I do love my cats, I have two. To run about at night, nap when ever they feel like it, to be pampered and loved unconditionally, and to be served their food upon demand. Of course vet visits, car rides, and dogs are most likely their biggest quandaries.
I guess that just goes to show that all of God's creatures have quandaries from time to time.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

The old mountain winked at me, then sighed it's heavy sigh.

How far does the fence go?

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

ANNOYANCE

annoyance; noun
Definition: feeling of being irritated
Vexation ' Irritation ' Displeasure ' Exasperation ' Indignation ' Distress
Unhappiness ' Discontent ' Frustration ' Anger
Being down right pissed off!
I do believe that I am her source of irritation here!
The place of my childhood dreams. The vision of my teenage fantasies. My center of calming. The compass of my soul. My private niche within me.

Friday, February 6, 2009

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Wouldn't it be nice if every one's problems could be solved as easily as standing in the corner!!!