Saturday, February 6, 2010
I completed the first challenge but soo much more to go!
Friday, February 5, 2010
As I was listening to the radio this morning I heard a comment about The Amazing Race. It was said that there is an open casting call tomorrow morning near my home! I just love The Amazing Race and was intensely excited!! I decided that I just had to find someone to go tryout with me. However, no one I know is even remotely interested....sigh. I guess I will have to wait for the right time.
In order to avoid the blues over not having a partner to tryout with, I will spend my weekend taking part in the 3rd annual DixiePieces Beat the Winter Blues Crop! I will be posting my submissions as I can! Wish me luck!! :)
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Okay, last night my oldest son (whom I will refer to as Mr. T) was at his second meeting in his new Boy Scout troop. The boys were talking about the campout that he joined them on this last weekend, when one boy said, “Mr. T is like James Bond on the slopes.” Then another boy said, “Yeah, he really rips em up!” As you can imagine I was so proud! LOL My baby (he is almost 13) has been accepted by his fellow scouts do to his awesome skiing skills!!
So I finally came into this century and bought an iPod! Of course, just my luck the thing crashes within 2 days!!
Friday, January 22, 2010
Ok....so I am re-vamping this thing. I neglected for a long time but think it is time to get back into it. Watch for new posts coming soon!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
I do not measure my worth by how much I change the world, like so many other people. I am a simple person and do not strive to impact my community. Don't get me wrong. I believe that changing the world and impacting the community are both great things.
I strive to impact my children in a positive way. ♥ That is how I impact the community! I believe that children are like clay, we mold them, we create them, and we impact them. I know that by impacting them in a positive way, I may cause them to impact someone else the same way. Thus creating a ripple effect!
In my own childhood I needed someone to look up to. I needed someone to show me the way. I like to say that I learned what not to do, as a kid. I learned not to do drugs by watching others around me. I learned not to be abusive to those I am "supposed" to love, by watching the abuse around me. I learned that, even if you have to swallow your pride to take care of your kids, you do it!
I love my children and would do anything in the world for them.
Always remember to reach for attainable goals. Impact your kids in a positive way, today! ♥
Friday, April 10, 2009
I stepped out into the gleaming sun, almost as if this were my first day here, in this life, this time, this existence.
So sure that things would go my way, there was no other way. How could there be any other way, when I was so perfect?
The world soaked into my skin allowing me to see to the end of the earth, so I thought.
The leaves had started to turn colors under the iridescent sky. I wonder, now, if the clouds could have told me my future….so bleak and empty.
How could anyone have known what might be or what truly had past, for no history is ever accurate?
I took in the smells of life, the smells of the city, hot concrete, perspiration, movement, shadows.
People, busy people pushed past me, not really seeing me for who I was or even who I was yet to become.
A small round woman smiled vaguely. A ragged homeless man asked me for change.
I wonder, was he speaking of cash or something more. Could possibly have been sent to send me a message that I was incapable of receiving at the time?
On this particular day in my life, I remember smelling the green in the air, the lush vegetation that lurked somewhere hidden from me. As beautiful luxuries always would be.
I couldn’t see myself. I still can’t see myself, I wonder if anyone can.
Imagine you could see yourself, your whole honest self that would be boring, you would never learn from you mistakes. You would already be complete.
Here I was, so many years ago…..waiting, thinking, wondering.
