Realized this weekend how much we need those special friends in our lives. On the way back "home" this weekend, a high school friend of mine posted something on Facebook about a girl's night. Haven't had one of those (without kids) in a while.
I realized talking to this long-time friend that we have an interesting "catch" to our friendship. We don't seem to know when to stop talking. It has been this way since we became friends back in high school.
There are a few moments that I will never forget about our talks.
One back in high school. We lived just a few blocks away from each other. It was a fall day and raining. We stood at that intersection for at least an hour talking in the rain. One of us would say, "I think it's time to head home." and then we'd think of another topic to talk about until one of us said it again.
Another time was after we were both grown and starting families. It was snowing and cold and the restaurant we had been at closed for the night. We stood outside in the cold and the snow and talked and talked. Both of our cars were in the lot just waiting for us to climb in. Instead, we stood in the cold and talked about every topic under the sun. Until we realized that we could have been sitting in a car and that we just really needed to go home now that it was so late.
At 3am, we realized that we had done it again. Both up early and tired and new the kids would be up early again. Those new topics kept popping up and we just kept talking. At least we have learned that we need to be inside when we have these talks.
This has been a friend who has been by me through thick and thin. I try to be there for her as much as she has been here for me. I just pray that every woman out there has a friend like this or has had one at one point during their life. I cherish every time we get to spend time together and renew ourselves.
That friend that you can say anything too and discuss any topic with and know that it is ok to open yourself up completely.
If you have a friend like this, send them a message or give them a call. Let them know that you're thinking about them every day.
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Sunday, October 16, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
Website - winetasting.com
How cool is this? With the recent explosion of FPTs going on around me, this is an awesome deal for our (or your) next outing.
I also noticed that they have a grab bag deal going on.
Now to the Scratch & Dent Sale. Here is the deal...
1.You save up to 30%
2.Choose between red, white or mixed
3.Labels may be torn, scratched, stained, etc, - but all legible.
4.No further discounts apply
5.We can’t tell you what you will get, because each is unique. The wine is perfectly good.
I also noticed this little package while I was checking out their page.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Random thoughts
Sitting here feeling unfair and alone. Was wondering where it came from. And trying to occupy myself in hopes that my brain will tell itself to shut up. Have realized that my brain is my own worst enemy and that if I don't take control of it, it will take control of me and take me down into the well I fell into two years ago. Didn't realize until then just how deep and affected I was by the mental abuse from my first husband.
Need to start or join some kind of crusade to help these young women to realize that there is more to them than what that boy says about them or too them. They need to know that even if it feels like there are no other options out there, that there are. I didn't realize how many decent guys were out there until I had finally had enough of my ex. The decent guys won't let you know that they think you are the greatest girl they've ever met and cannot believe that you are with such a loser.
So, now I got distracted by the movie I am watching,
Seems like my mom is on a roll with these movies. She always sends me home with all the new movies that she's seen. I just watched 
right before this one. It is the night of the girly movies. They have a similar topic...the best friend, the good friend that is the one that you cannot see because they are too close to you. That is the guy that we all want in the end. That best friend that we can't live without.
The reason that I am sitting here watching girly movies by myself is because my hubby went out for a guy's night. I think this is the second time in a year that he's done this. He's not a really social person. He's great in social situations, he just can't stand people on the whole. He's a former Marine that some days has issues with civilian life. If you know a former Marine, this is a common feeling among them.
So anyway, distracted again. The hubby is out hanging with his friends and I am feeling all alone. Shouldn't be because I know he's just right down the street. I have been hours away hanging with my friends and I bet he never felt this way. May he did. Never asked him. I should be excited that he's hanging out with his friends, right? I am.
Maybe it's because we had such a great night talking last night and it's been a long time since we've had such a nice conversation where one or the other didn't say something that the other heard wrong. We both tend to have that skill when we talk to each other. So those great conversations just leave you wanting more. maybe we'll have some more this weekend because we're going back to my hometown for the weekend. Having an old fashioned family get-together. As well as the world's largest one day outdoor fish fry. Yes, you read that right. http://www.portfishday.com/about-us.html Go and check it out. Living with it every year became old hat. Moving away and having a chance to miss it....you really miss it. Terrific parade and marathon in the morning. Car show, craft show, and bands all day long. They had a ferris wheel on the bluff over looking the lake last year. I have a phobia of ferris wheels but the hubby took the monkeys on it. The most awesome fish fry I have had (gotta go to the VFW tent, just my preference). And then the night ends with a fantastic fire works show. It's better than the fourth of July fireworks.
So...thanks for listening to my ramblings. I feel better now. Hope ya'll enjoyed it. I'm sure there will be more randomness coming out of me in the future. Have a fantastic night everyone.
Need to start or join some kind of crusade to help these young women to realize that there is more to them than what that boy says about them or too them. They need to know that even if it feels like there are no other options out there, that there are. I didn't realize how many decent guys were out there until I had finally had enough of my ex. The decent guys won't let you know that they think you are the greatest girl they've ever met and cannot believe that you are with such a loser.
So, now I got distracted by the movie I am watching,
Seems like my mom is on a roll with these movies. She always sends me home with all the new movies that she's seen. I just watched right before this one. It is the night of the girly movies. They have a similar topic...the best friend, the good friend that is the one that you cannot see because they are too close to you. That is the guy that we all want in the end. That best friend that we can't live without.The reason that I am sitting here watching girly movies by myself is because my hubby went out for a guy's night. I think this is the second time in a year that he's done this. He's not a really social person. He's great in social situations, he just can't stand people on the whole. He's a former Marine that some days has issues with civilian life. If you know a former Marine, this is a common feeling among them.
So anyway, distracted again. The hubby is out hanging with his friends and I am feeling all alone. Shouldn't be because I know he's just right down the street. I have been hours away hanging with my friends and I bet he never felt this way. May he did. Never asked him. I should be excited that he's hanging out with his friends, right? I am.
Maybe it's because we had such a great night talking last night and it's been a long time since we've had such a nice conversation where one or the other didn't say something that the other heard wrong. We both tend to have that skill when we talk to each other. So those great conversations just leave you wanting more. maybe we'll have some more this weekend because we're going back to my hometown for the weekend. Having an old fashioned family get-together. As well as the world's largest one day outdoor fish fry. Yes, you read that right. http://www.portfishday.com/about-us.html Go and check it out. Living with it every year became old hat. Moving away and having a chance to miss it....you really miss it. Terrific parade and marathon in the morning. Car show, craft show, and bands all day long. They had a ferris wheel on the bluff over looking the lake last year. I have a phobia of ferris wheels but the hubby took the monkeys on it. The most awesome fish fry I have had (gotta go to the VFW tent, just my preference). And then the night ends with a fantastic fire works show. It's better than the fourth of July fireworks.
So...thanks for listening to my ramblings. I feel better now. Hope ya'll enjoyed it. I'm sure there will be more randomness coming out of me in the future. Have a fantastic night everyone.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
My 100th Post
Ok...so it's more than the 100th but I deleted some of them. So this is the official 100th post in case you want to go and count the current ones.
What does one do with this immense post? Do I write about the state of the world? The state of my house? The state of my mind? The state of my girls? The state of my grass? What state I'm in?
Too much pressure for a simple outlet of all of the things tumbling through my mind...ah ha! The perfect topic. Writing.
I LOVE WRITING.
I believe everyone should do it even if it is only your simple thought of the moment or what you did today. There is so much therapy in writing. I don't think I can tell you just how long I have been writing for myself. I was never able to find that obscure person to write to. I would write fabulous emails and letters and I hammered through my journals like they were water. But to sit down and write to a person or an idea of a person that I did not know...could not wrap my mind around that.
Until one women's retreat. I had quite a few ladies tell me that the things that come out of my mind definitely need to be put into a book and that they would buy a copy for all of their friends. So I started collecting topics...with the image of the mom that's like me. She's bombarded daily from every aspect of her life. The mom that some days feels as though she has lost herself in this world of raising children. The woman that feels as though she is only a glorified housekeeper on other days. The woman that feels eternally blessed on yet other days. The woman who feels that she is all alone...as well as the one who wishes she could just have a moment alone. The woman who is having a hard time understanding and the next moment wishes that she didn't understand at all.
That's just the tip of the iceberg. The thoughts that tumble through my head astound and amaze me most days. So I started this blog building on the idea that started 2 years ago. Sitting on the front porch with women that you knew would never betray you. Being able to pour out your soul to them and know that if you got it trampled that you probably deserved it. Drinking wine and collecting the random sentence that makes you smile and sparks a thousand thoughts by just reading it again.
So this is where I am starting my book. This is where I am collecting my thoughts. This is what I am going to leave behind. You never know what's going to happen tomorrow, much less in the next minute. Leave someone something to let them know who you really are. Reading someone else's thoughts gives you an insight into that person that a conversation never will.
What does one do with this immense post? Do I write about the state of the world? The state of my house? The state of my mind? The state of my girls? The state of my grass? What state I'm in?
Too much pressure for a simple outlet of all of the things tumbling through my mind...ah ha! The perfect topic. Writing.
I LOVE WRITING.
I believe everyone should do it even if it is only your simple thought of the moment or what you did today. There is so much therapy in writing. I don't think I can tell you just how long I have been writing for myself. I was never able to find that obscure person to write to. I would write fabulous emails and letters and I hammered through my journals like they were water. But to sit down and write to a person or an idea of a person that I did not know...could not wrap my mind around that.
Until one women's retreat. I had quite a few ladies tell me that the things that come out of my mind definitely need to be put into a book and that they would buy a copy for all of their friends. So I started collecting topics...with the image of the mom that's like me. She's bombarded daily from every aspect of her life. The mom that some days feels as though she has lost herself in this world of raising children. The woman that feels as though she is only a glorified housekeeper on other days. The woman that feels eternally blessed on yet other days. The woman who feels that she is all alone...as well as the one who wishes she could just have a moment alone. The woman who is having a hard time understanding and the next moment wishes that she didn't understand at all.
That's just the tip of the iceberg. The thoughts that tumble through my head astound and amaze me most days. So I started this blog building on the idea that started 2 years ago. Sitting on the front porch with women that you knew would never betray you. Being able to pour out your soul to them and know that if you got it trampled that you probably deserved it. Drinking wine and collecting the random sentence that makes you smile and sparks a thousand thoughts by just reading it again.
So this is where I am starting my book. This is where I am collecting my thoughts. This is what I am going to leave behind. You never know what's going to happen tomorrow, much less in the next minute. Leave someone something to let them know who you really are. Reading someone else's thoughts gives you an insight into that person that a conversation never will.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Random Thoughts from the weekend
Random thoughts from my head.
Not enjoying living in my head lately. And a great friend of mine told me not to live there…just visit.
Throwing a tempertantrum doesn’t get you anywhere and doesn’t solve anything. So why do we feel the need to have them?
Point at a red light.
Zoomed past a minivan and a moving van because I was tired of driving 10 under the speed limit. Just got passed and felt good about accomplishing the task…..when I saw a county police officer up on the hill clocking the traffic going by. I was going 25 over the speed limit at this point. Got on the brakes and thank the Lord, I did not get pulled over.
The words mean one thing, but hearing them mean something different.
Am enjoying the silence of nobody talking to me and having to talk to nobody.
When it gets to be the end of your life, does everyone want to write about where they’ve been? Or do they want to live it up until it’s over because they have nothing to leave behind.
Does the world seem less safe now than it did 50 years ago? Could it be a simple math problem. Let’s say, on average, there are 2 really bad people out of every 100. So in a town of 10,000 there would be 200 really bad people. It’s not that there are more bad people in the world; it’s because there are more people in the world in general.
Can you form a habit of thought? Silly question, of course you can. Can the habit of thought be yearly? Not daily. Every year at the same time, nothing specific to tell that it is that time of year.
Taking a break from the computer and the phone is liberating. But not everyone agrees with this thought process.
Afraid of letting my personality show. Because not everyone agrees or can handle my personality at it’s fullest.
We all know how wishes work. You’ll get it, but not always the way you want it.
On vacation, who cares about what time it is.
Today is my day. From the moment I opened the door and smelled the air. The weather is exactly how I feel. My mind has been a pile of much. Some beautiful things can grow in muck. But not everything we need can grow in muck. But today…the sun is fighting to get through the clouds and the breeze is out helping as well. I am shaking the rain from my brain. Blowing the cobwebs from my mind. I am stretching up to the Sun. This is the type of day that I just want to walk and walk and walk until I can’t walk anymore. Then sit down, enjoy the breeze and an Arnold Palmer. When that’s done, get up and start walking again until I get tired or it is too dark to see.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Thoughts of Another Agenda
Was hit by a topic for a series of notes.
What about those thoughts that go running through your head and distract you from what you want to be doing or should be doing? I call them Alternate Agenda Thoughts. It's the devil, or the sin in you, trying to distract you from being the best you can be and accomplishing all that God has put you on this earth to do. It's those thoughts that every person has (more so women then men) and some people recognize them for what they. While others are entrapped by them.
There are self-help book after self-help book out there trying to help women conquer these thoughts. I have read some of them. The current one is Battlefield of the Mind: Winning the Battle in Your Mind
. It's got some good things in it that we need to be reminded of. That's how I have come to see most self-help books. They are filled with information that we need to be reminded of again and again and again.
So look forward to some more random thoughts and hopefully some helpful hints as to how to turn those thoughts into something profitable or atleast helpful. If you have any thoughts that plague you or topics you would like to see my turn of a thought on, I would love to hear them.
Remember...out there...somewhere...there is a mom...going through something very similar to the things you are going through...and the turns of your thoughts into something good may help them in their journey and on their path.
What about those thoughts that go running through your head and distract you from what you want to be doing or should be doing? I call them Alternate Agenda Thoughts. It's the devil, or the sin in you, trying to distract you from being the best you can be and accomplishing all that God has put you on this earth to do. It's those thoughts that every person has (more so women then men) and some people recognize them for what they. While others are entrapped by them.
There are self-help book after self-help book out there trying to help women conquer these thoughts. I have read some of them. The current one is Battlefield of the Mind: Winning the Battle in Your Mind
. It's got some good things in it that we need to be reminded of. That's how I have come to see most self-help books. They are filled with information that we need to be reminded of again and again and again.So look forward to some more random thoughts and hopefully some helpful hints as to how to turn those thoughts into something profitable or atleast helpful. If you have any thoughts that plague you or topics you would like to see my turn of a thought on, I would love to hear them.
Remember...out there...somewhere...there is a mom...going through something very similar to the things you are going through...and the turns of your thoughts into something good may help them in their journey and on their path.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
New Adventure Revisited
My loving Hubby said to the girls at lunch today...want to go somewhere outside with me so that Mom can do her chores. Most of you are probably thinking that is the most awesome thing that he could do. I got stressed out over all that small thought would require of me. Washed floors, dishes done and away, laundry done and away, and I'm sure he would like the playroom cleaned as well. (I am protesting the playroom.) I knew I had limited time to get this all done.
Before they left, I asked...what exactly would you like me to get done. The response, "everything".
I swept and washed the floors as they were walking out the door. Went upstairs to start a load of laundry...and that's when it happened. I looked in the mirror.
I don't tend to do that very often. I know what I look like. I have a very simple hair style that doesn't require styling. And I have no one to impress...I always have a monkey attached to me which would explain anything that is happening to me that day.
Color or cut it? This philosophy started when I was about 18. Got extremely ticked off at my boyfriend at the time and went inside and cut a good 12 inches of hair off and waited to see who would notice and what reaction it would cause. It's a relief, it's a weight off my shoulders (literally).
Looking in the mirror I knew it was time to color it. Good genetics has caused my hair to turn grey since I was 18. Tested it and am going over 50% grey at age 35 (not ready for that look yet). Only issue with coloring it...my hair felt dirty, so I would have to wash it and I had just started a load of laundry and the list of thought just kept running through my head as I picked up the scissors out of the medicine cabinet and took the first chunk off.
Then I paused and looked. What was I doing? I didn't need a hair cut. Pretty sure I cut it only a couple of weeks ago. Then the acknowledgment of the stress haircut hit me. I talked to myself about it as I finished off my haircut.
This isn't such a bad stress reliever. There are a thousand other ways that you could be throwing your tempertantrum right now. This is where your tiny-girl gets it from. Can't go thinking Daddy was a little terror anymore. I could be one of those people who take off running when the stress gets too much. Could be drinking the day away. Could be eating all of those chocolate bunnies the girls still have waiting in the cupboard.
Finished up the haircut and showered off all the little hairs before the rinse cycle started on my load of wash. .:pat on the back:. Got dressed and went about folding and putting away the laundry upstairs.
I was working on the dishes when the crew came home from their adventure to Menards. The Hubby commented on how nice the house looked. My Amberlet asked me if I had gotten a haircut and told me that she liked it (she was the only one to notice).
Would love to share pics...just haven't felt up to taking them of me yet. Still feeling a little blah about the day. But I survived it and got a new haircut out of the deal...and a clean house.
Before they left, I asked...what exactly would you like me to get done. The response, "everything".
I swept and washed the floors as they were walking out the door. Went upstairs to start a load of laundry...and that's when it happened. I looked in the mirror.
I don't tend to do that very often. I know what I look like. I have a very simple hair style that doesn't require styling. And I have no one to impress...I always have a monkey attached to me which would explain anything that is happening to me that day.
Color or cut it? This philosophy started when I was about 18. Got extremely ticked off at my boyfriend at the time and went inside and cut a good 12 inches of hair off and waited to see who would notice and what reaction it would cause. It's a relief, it's a weight off my shoulders (literally).
Looking in the mirror I knew it was time to color it. Good genetics has caused my hair to turn grey since I was 18. Tested it and am going over 50% grey at age 35 (not ready for that look yet). Only issue with coloring it...my hair felt dirty, so I would have to wash it and I had just started a load of laundry and the list of thought just kept running through my head as I picked up the scissors out of the medicine cabinet and took the first chunk off.
Then I paused and looked. What was I doing? I didn't need a hair cut. Pretty sure I cut it only a couple of weeks ago. Then the acknowledgment of the stress haircut hit me. I talked to myself about it as I finished off my haircut.
This isn't such a bad stress reliever. There are a thousand other ways that you could be throwing your tempertantrum right now. This is where your tiny-girl gets it from. Can't go thinking Daddy was a little terror anymore. I could be one of those people who take off running when the stress gets too much. Could be drinking the day away. Could be eating all of those chocolate bunnies the girls still have waiting in the cupboard.
Finished up the haircut and showered off all the little hairs before the rinse cycle started on my load of wash. .:pat on the back:. Got dressed and went about folding and putting away the laundry upstairs.
I was working on the dishes when the crew came home from their adventure to Menards. The Hubby commented on how nice the house looked. My Amberlet asked me if I had gotten a haircut and told me that she liked it (she was the only one to notice).
Would love to share pics...just haven't felt up to taking them of me yet. Still feeling a little blah about the day. But I survived it and got a new haircut out of the deal...and a clean house.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
God in the details
This weekend is the first in hopefully a long tradition of FPT gatherings. As I'm gearing up and gathering all of the projects I have for the weekend, I am realizing that I am overplanning the weekend as I do everything else in my life. I have crafting, Bible study, and relaxing planned for a 24 hour period. Doesn't seem like alot until you look at all of the things that I am bringing with me...and the fact that we need to sleep somewhere in those 24 hours and are going to church Sunday morning.
Then today I got to see God in all the details of this weekend. Reviewing my Bible study notes, talking to some good friends...added to the message I received last night. A really close friend of mine's mother got called "home" yesterday morning. We knew that it would be coming, just not when. This friend and I have grown really close in the past 2 years. She is my sister. She was one of the first people I talked to when I found out that my grandma was being called "home" at the end of last year. The support this friend gave me through that time was amazing and I'll never forget it. I just hope that I can give her a little bit back of what she gave me now that it's her turn.
God is in the details. He planned for us all to be getting together already this weekend. He planned for me to be bringing this study with me (Powering of the Praying Woman). He planned for me to be coming into this weekend free of undue stress so that I can use my everything to work His wonders with these women. This weekend is not going to be about any one person or issue. It is going to be about how we can glorify God in everything that we do.
And now...back to creating and packing.
Then today I got to see God in all the details of this weekend. Reviewing my Bible study notes, talking to some good friends...added to the message I received last night. A really close friend of mine's mother got called "home" yesterday morning. We knew that it would be coming, just not when. This friend and I have grown really close in the past 2 years. She is my sister. She was one of the first people I talked to when I found out that my grandma was being called "home" at the end of last year. The support this friend gave me through that time was amazing and I'll never forget it. I just hope that I can give her a little bit back of what she gave me now that it's her turn.
God is in the details. He planned for us all to be getting together already this weekend. He planned for me to be bringing this study with me (Powering of the Praying Woman). He planned for me to be coming into this weekend free of undue stress so that I can use my everything to work His wonders with these women. This weekend is not going to be about any one person or issue. It is going to be about how we can glorify God in everything that we do.
And now...back to creating and packing.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Following the Right Path
Today marked the final lesson in my first Bible study since 2003. Wow, it's been too long when you put it that way. Looks like my praying to find the Right Path (for 2 years) has paid off. God's biggest lesson for us is learning patience.
Was invited to a MOMS group who was studying The Power of a Praying Woman by Stormie Omartian. It was a fantastic study and just kept hitting home all the things going on around us and in us and with my friends. It takes you step by step through the how and why and when of praying. It shows you the examples of prayers answered in the Bible; some quick to answer and some not.
We ended today with a question as to how we are going to use this lesson and how we're going to keep ourselves accountable for it. Because without prayer, you're just walking through the dark with your eyes closed.
I am going to continue to pray for me. Sounds selfish, but here's the why: because I can only change myself. If I make a change in me to live the life of a better Christian, everyone around me will see it. Some will choose to make similar changes because they like what they see and some won't. Some will make immediate changes and some will watch for a while before they see. Some will ask why such good things keep happening to me and not them and some will see the same results. Because of constant prayer and walking with the Lord.
I'm taking this lesson with me to my next FPT event. Because there are women from all walks coming together because of the bond of friendship. We are going to drink wine, create works of art, make new sentences, and glorify God in all that we do.
Looking forward to the event and to show these women the change in me and see how it effects a change in them.
Was invited to a MOMS group who was studying The Power of a Praying Woman by Stormie Omartian. It was a fantastic study and just kept hitting home all the things going on around us and in us and with my friends. It takes you step by step through the how and why and when of praying. It shows you the examples of prayers answered in the Bible; some quick to answer and some not.
We ended today with a question as to how we are going to use this lesson and how we're going to keep ourselves accountable for it. Because without prayer, you're just walking through the dark with your eyes closed.
I am going to continue to pray for me. Sounds selfish, but here's the why: because I can only change myself. If I make a change in me to live the life of a better Christian, everyone around me will see it. Some will choose to make similar changes because they like what they see and some won't. Some will make immediate changes and some will watch for a while before they see. Some will ask why such good things keep happening to me and not them and some will see the same results. Because of constant prayer and walking with the Lord.
I'm taking this lesson with me to my next FPT event. Because there are women from all walks coming together because of the bond of friendship. We are going to drink wine, create works of art, make new sentences, and glorify God in all that we do.
Looking forward to the event and to show these women the change in me and see how it effects a change in them.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Meeting of the minds
Had a very exciting and frightening meeting of the minds today. I sell my jewelry at the local coffee shop as well as online. Some fellow sellers wanted to get together and do a meeting of the minds to see if we could open more opportunities for us. It was craft shows vs. online. And those who have done mainly craft shows where very interested in how to do online. And those of us who do online were very excited to hear about the opportunities at craft shows (especially if we can all go in together on booths).
I have offered my computing skills to those who were not yet online. Sounds like a good business opportunity. Now to research what I need to do to market this skill and make it take over my life....not really. But maybe get it going enough to show my family that I don't just play around all day.
Back to researching and creating.
I have offered my computing skills to those who were not yet online. Sounds like a good business opportunity. Now to research what I need to do to market this skill and make it take over my life....not really. But maybe get it going enough to show my family that I don't just play around all day.
Back to researching and creating.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Family
Just had my mom, sister and her crew up for a birthday party. They were only able to stay for the day because of the weather. Usually they stay for the weekend so that we get to spend some "quality" time together after the party and the next day before they go back home.
I was amazed at how much I missed them this weekend when our visit got cut short. We've never been really close before. But something happened between us all in the past couple of years. We lean on each other and we're talking to each other like women and friends rather than relatives. It's really kind of nice. We spent most of our lives being related to each other and now we get to be family again, like when we were little.
This has led to a craving for some more family time. Miss those "any occasion is an occasion" get-togethers that the extended family would have all year round. Almost want to call a Riley clan get-together and see who shows. Or go driving the 3 hours to bombard someone and enjoy being around more family than you can shake a stick at.
Which has also brought up that many of my girlfriends are having hubby issues (which we all do at one point or another). But now would also be a good time to get together with all of the girlfriends. Hmmm...wonder how much of this I can mush together and make happen?
Well, that's me trying to do too much at once again.
I was amazed at how much I missed them this weekend when our visit got cut short. We've never been really close before. But something happened between us all in the past couple of years. We lean on each other and we're talking to each other like women and friends rather than relatives. It's really kind of nice. We spent most of our lives being related to each other and now we get to be family again, like when we were little.
This has led to a craving for some more family time. Miss those "any occasion is an occasion" get-togethers that the extended family would have all year round. Almost want to call a Riley clan get-together and see who shows. Or go driving the 3 hours to bombard someone and enjoy being around more family than you can shake a stick at.
Which has also brought up that many of my girlfriends are having hubby issues (which we all do at one point or another). But now would also be a good time to get together with all of the girlfriends. Hmmm...wonder how much of this I can mush together and make happen?
Well, that's me trying to do too much at once again.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Taxes
Every year it's the same thing, getting ready to do the taxes. File away the old files. Make new ones for the upcoming year. Make sure that I have all the proper paperwork to do them all quick as a bunny. Something always throws a glitch in it. It's never a major glitch but always something that irritates me.
Which makes me wonder why I went to college to become an accountant. Aren't they all about this sort of stuff? Hate preparing taxes. Don't mind it when they're done and don't mind paying my taxes. It's just the during that gets me going.
I like dealing with numbers and I like doing data entry into the computer. Not quite sure I needed a degree to do that though. Been thinking about turning my degree around to use it for teaching. Recently found out that I could become a substitute teacher by just taking an extra class and registering with the district. Sounds pretty cool because I love going to help out at school and wish I could do more of it. I guess this would be the way.
Just throw another thing onto my plate. I'm sure my husband thinks that I don't do enough yet.
Which makes me wonder why I went to college to become an accountant. Aren't they all about this sort of stuff? Hate preparing taxes. Don't mind it when they're done and don't mind paying my taxes. It's just the during that gets me going.
I like dealing with numbers and I like doing data entry into the computer. Not quite sure I needed a degree to do that though. Been thinking about turning my degree around to use it for teaching. Recently found out that I could become a substitute teacher by just taking an extra class and registering with the district. Sounds pretty cool because I love going to help out at school and wish I could do more of it. I guess this would be the way.
Just throw another thing onto my plate. I'm sure my husband thinks that I don't do enough yet.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Under the Stars
Was just thinking about this great friend I have and how amazing it is that she is in my life. Also, how the weekend we became friends was a turning point in my life.
My husband and I had just gotten married. We got married on a Friday, packed all weekend, and moved from Wisconsin to Colorado on Monday. We were leaving all of our friends and family and our church to go and start a new adventure, just the two of us.
We had been there for about a month when my husband and I decided that it was time to find a church to call home. We started walking from our apartment and went to the first church we came to (not quite, but almost). Then the next month, my husband surprised me with a women's retreat weekend with the church. A little scary for me. Hardly new anybody and now I had to sleep in a room with them. What if I got stuck with someone boring or someone crazy? Well, I did get stuck with a crazy group of characters and they turned out to be some of the best friends I have ever had. They swallowed me up and found my strengths and encouraged me to step out of my comfort zone and use them. It was fantastic and uplifting.
The one night at the retreat, we pulled the mattresses off of the bed and pulled them out onto the balcony. Wrapped up in our sleeping bags and comforters, all snuggled together. This is something everyone needs to do. Sleep outside under the stars in the mountains. The stars were amazing! It was like looking at one of those pictures that change as you turn your head and trying to see it all at the same time. The depth and breadth of those stars was amazing. And then, that shooting star...
You never know what tomorrow will bring, unless you knock. You never know what you will find, unless you seek. You never know who will change your life, unless you ask.
My husband and I had just gotten married. We got married on a Friday, packed all weekend, and moved from Wisconsin to Colorado on Monday. We were leaving all of our friends and family and our church to go and start a new adventure, just the two of us.
We had been there for about a month when my husband and I decided that it was time to find a church to call home. We started walking from our apartment and went to the first church we came to (not quite, but almost). Then the next month, my husband surprised me with a women's retreat weekend with the church. A little scary for me. Hardly new anybody and now I had to sleep in a room with them. What if I got stuck with someone boring or someone crazy? Well, I did get stuck with a crazy group of characters and they turned out to be some of the best friends I have ever had. They swallowed me up and found my strengths and encouraged me to step out of my comfort zone and use them. It was fantastic and uplifting.
The one night at the retreat, we pulled the mattresses off of the bed and pulled them out onto the balcony. Wrapped up in our sleeping bags and comforters, all snuggled together. This is something everyone needs to do. Sleep outside under the stars in the mountains. The stars were amazing! It was like looking at one of those pictures that change as you turn your head and trying to see it all at the same time. The depth and breadth of those stars was amazing. And then, that shooting star...
You never know what tomorrow will bring, unless you knock. You never know what you will find, unless you seek. You never know who will change your life, unless you ask.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Spring is in the air
Getting the itch to get out and get walking again. When my girls started school I made a pact with myself to walk them to school every day that it is over 20 degrees outside. Like most of the human race, I failed in this many times. The biggest reason was that the littlest were too little to be out for too long. Now that the baby is turning 3 this weekend, the excuse is pretty much shot out the window.
The 2 that are in school are in 2 different schools. Which is not that big of a deal. It makes for a fantastic walk. Between taking them to school and picking them up from school, and going to the chiropractor, and volunteering at school I have accumulated 21 miles a week. To which a friend of mine asked if I was going to try and sneak in those last couple miles to make it a MARATHON WEEK. I figure with all the walking I do without pushing a stroller or pulling a sled, I have got a marathon week in. Can't wait to get back to it.
The 2 that are in school are in 2 different schools. Which is not that big of a deal. It makes for a fantastic walk. Between taking them to school and picking them up from school, and going to the chiropractor, and volunteering at school I have accumulated 21 miles a week. To which a friend of mine asked if I was going to try and sneak in those last couple miles to make it a MARATHON WEEK. I figure with all the walking I do without pushing a stroller or pulling a sled, I have got a marathon week in. Can't wait to get back to it.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Doing What's Best For Your Kids
I came downstairs after tucking my girls into bed (and hubby who falls asleep at storytime as well) to print of my lesson plan for my soon-to-be 3-year-old. I volunteer my time 3 days a week while my 4-year-old is in PreK. We go to my First Graders class and help keep the class in line so the teacher can help the students with their reading and spelling tests. My violet-monkey has become very comfortable in First Grade and now needs something a little more challenging than coloring to keep her occupied.
With that all said, I was very disappointed to see that my school district has cancelled school tomorrow because most of the teachers in the state are striking. I feel very sad for those teachers who want to teach tomorrow. Those teachers who have a PASSION for what they do and don't just think of it as a JOB. I also feel very sad for those kids who need to go to school. Some of them spark like lightening in the morning after they get a hug and smile from me and I listen to whatever story it is that they need to share today. Those are the kids that are going to be hurting tomorrow.
So now, I'm going to pick up the slack where the school district is letting me down and creating a lesson plan for 2 out of the 3 kids. My PreK still has school tomorrow. And I'm sure she will feel left out for not being able to stay home with her sisters. May have to do extra print outs for her too.
With that all said, I was very disappointed to see that my school district has cancelled school tomorrow because most of the teachers in the state are striking. I feel very sad for those teachers who want to teach tomorrow. Those teachers who have a PASSION for what they do and don't just think of it as a JOB. I also feel very sad for those kids who need to go to school. Some of them spark like lightening in the morning after they get a hug and smile from me and I listen to whatever story it is that they need to share today. Those are the kids that are going to be hurting tomorrow.
So now, I'm going to pick up the slack where the school district is letting me down and creating a lesson plan for 2 out of the 3 kids. My PreK still has school tomorrow. And I'm sure she will feel left out for not being able to stay home with her sisters. May have to do extra print outs for her too.
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