Happy New year to all.
I wish you all GOD's blessing.
I thank those who followed this blog and would like to let you know I will no longer be blogging.
I kinda ran out of thoughts.
But in the meantime, be safe, be kind, and know God loves you.
Christian Heir
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
The end of this year
This season is not the most productive time for me.
I don't like the change of seasons, the cold, the bullsh*t folks display with their false emotions,ignorance, assumptions,the feeling of being obligated...not feeling obligated and folks getting mad, I could go on forever.
I think it comes with the time change.
But that is in the natural.
Spiritually, I am blessed to know God is Almighty and any of the things I let come into my Journey can be taken away in a heartbeat, both good and bad.
I was meditating the other morning and the thoughts of UTs came to mind again.
I wondered just how many UTs had passed me by while I spent time trying to rationalize the things which currently cluttered my head.
For those of you who aren't acquainted with the Christian Heir, UTs, are unexpected treats.
My most recent UT was spectacular!
I am not a spring chicken, altho I would never choose to be exactly that but the term means a younger person, I do believe.
Well while shopping in the BIG CITY, NY city, my musician reminded me of a very special Christmas party that I had totally forgotten about.
Dressed in a pair of play jeans and a High School T shirt which bore the school emblem and the year no less! My hair was newly washed, and for some reason, today, my natural beauty was my choice look for the day. Just a tinge of red lipstick and spray of Isime Miyaki.(Spelling?, ah... these days my musician has woooed me in with the French language...ask me how to say, Thank you for your musical touch, in French, merci!!! ...hehehhehe.
I digress.
So it's now too late for me to go home, shower put on my sexy little red dress and heels and I'm looking like Farmer Jane.
UT.
Fast forward to the resturant.
Apparently,everyone loves to garden.
and Ferd appriciates, me. Farmer Jane or not.
GOD is so assuring.
His Perfecting Grace is forever.
You would have thought I was dressed for the Queen with the response from everyone.
The real UT was the Tshirt.
Is that your son's T shirt? someone asked.
Yeah buddy, from 1973, uh huh.
UTs are awesome.
But the power to feel great about yourself is even better.
To know who you are and why is a gift from GOD, HIMSELF.
To know that who ever looks you in your face is looking at a honest,trusting, loving,sharing,giving person.
I am someone who can appreciate you after many years of separation.
I am someone who can love you for the help you have given me when I was down.
I am someone who is a true friend.
I am someone who takes the attention given with open arms, then stores it away for later, the needy one that I am.
I am the Christian Heir and only because God loved me first.
God is so Perfect in His Plan.
I graced the arm of my musician/ friend thinking I was dressed like a hot mess.
It is the HOLY SPIRIT which rises up so gracefully and leads your every step.
It is the love of Jesus that shines thru the Farmer Jane attire.
It is GOD, who knows exactly what is needed for us all.
I got a few emails from Friday night expessing how I had enlightened some folks.
Thanking me for my smile, my tenderness, my energy shared.
My regards to them, for they haven't a clue how this season treats me and what a joy it was to be in their company.
I was just being me, but thanks to those unexpected treats, I am now even more right in my mind to know I am fine just how I am, Dede, the ChristianHeir.
The party was great.
The music my favorite.
I even got a special concert of my own thanks to my dearest:
A wonderful rendition of TENDERLY, my Dad's favorite song to strum on his acoustic guitar when he was alive.
An appropriate song for such a heartfelt moment.
Remember what is current in your Journey.
Not tomorrow, not next week, an especially NOTHING that will upset your flow from the past.
Some memories are to be stored away, not lost or forgotten, but stored away.
They can be like a radio frequency that has so much static one cannot hear the music.
Better suited to be called distraction.
Live today and enjoy your Journey!
I am.
Love you all.
~CH
I don't like the change of seasons, the cold, the bullsh*t folks display with their false emotions,ignorance, assumptions,the feeling of being obligated...not feeling obligated and folks getting mad, I could go on forever.
I think it comes with the time change.
But that is in the natural.
Spiritually, I am blessed to know God is Almighty and any of the things I let come into my Journey can be taken away in a heartbeat, both good and bad.
I was meditating the other morning and the thoughts of UTs came to mind again.
I wondered just how many UTs had passed me by while I spent time trying to rationalize the things which currently cluttered my head.
For those of you who aren't acquainted with the Christian Heir, UTs, are unexpected treats.
My most recent UT was spectacular!
I am not a spring chicken, altho I would never choose to be exactly that but the term means a younger person, I do believe.
Well while shopping in the BIG CITY, NY city, my musician reminded me of a very special Christmas party that I had totally forgotten about.
Dressed in a pair of play jeans and a High School T shirt which bore the school emblem and the year no less! My hair was newly washed, and for some reason, today, my natural beauty was my choice look for the day. Just a tinge of red lipstick and spray of Isime Miyaki.(Spelling?, ah... these days my musician has woooed me in with the French language...ask me how to say, Thank you for your musical touch, in French, merci!!! ...hehehhehe.
I digress.
So it's now too late for me to go home, shower put on my sexy little red dress and heels and I'm looking like Farmer Jane.
UT.
Fast forward to the resturant.
Apparently,everyone loves to garden.
and Ferd appriciates, me. Farmer Jane or not.
GOD is so assuring.
His Perfecting Grace is forever.
You would have thought I was dressed for the Queen with the response from everyone.
The real UT was the Tshirt.
Is that your son's T shirt? someone asked.
Yeah buddy, from 1973, uh huh.
UTs are awesome.
But the power to feel great about yourself is even better.
To know who you are and why is a gift from GOD, HIMSELF.
To know that who ever looks you in your face is looking at a honest,trusting, loving,sharing,giving person.
I am someone who can appreciate you after many years of separation.
I am someone who can love you for the help you have given me when I was down.
I am someone who is a true friend.
I am someone who takes the attention given with open arms, then stores it away for later, the needy one that I am.
I am the Christian Heir and only because God loved me first.
God is so Perfect in His Plan.
I graced the arm of my musician/ friend thinking I was dressed like a hot mess.
It is the HOLY SPIRIT which rises up so gracefully and leads your every step.
It is the love of Jesus that shines thru the Farmer Jane attire.
It is GOD, who knows exactly what is needed for us all.
I got a few emails from Friday night expessing how I had enlightened some folks.
Thanking me for my smile, my tenderness, my energy shared.
My regards to them, for they haven't a clue how this season treats me and what a joy it was to be in their company.
I was just being me, but thanks to those unexpected treats, I am now even more right in my mind to know I am fine just how I am, Dede, the ChristianHeir.
The party was great.
The music my favorite.
I even got a special concert of my own thanks to my dearest:
A wonderful rendition of TENDERLY, my Dad's favorite song to strum on his acoustic guitar when he was alive.
An appropriate song for such a heartfelt moment.
Remember what is current in your Journey.
Not tomorrow, not next week, an especially NOTHING that will upset your flow from the past.
Some memories are to be stored away, not lost or forgotten, but stored away.
They can be like a radio frequency that has so much static one cannot hear the music.
Better suited to be called distraction.
Live today and enjoy your Journey!
I am.
Love you all.
~CH
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
Quotes of the Day
God is a Master tailor and He knows what suits us best.
-2040, from Thoughts of THE HOLY SPIRIT...
LET IT GO... LET IT GO... LET IT GO...
-Heard sung to the favorite Christmas tune, LET IT SNOW.
If we fail to learn our mistakes, we are doomed to repeat them.
*Was it really a mistake? And what did you learn?
-Annonymous
What is time?
A measure. A minute. A moment. A Decision. A Lifetime.
-DeDe
-2040, from Thoughts of THE HOLY SPIRIT...
LET IT GO... LET IT GO... LET IT GO...
-Heard sung to the favorite Christmas tune, LET IT SNOW.
If we fail to learn our mistakes, we are doomed to repeat them.
*Was it really a mistake? And what did you learn?
-Annonymous
What is time?
A measure. A minute. A moment. A Decision. A Lifetime.
-DeDe
Monday, December 07, 2009
Pray for me
Goodmorning Folks,
Back on the battle field.
I need order in my Sanctuary.
The Enemy thinks he is has arrived and has control.
If you know how to pray please pray for me.
If you have no idea what to ask God, the Universe, Spirit, or Creator, I will tell you what to say.
First, please give God the Glory in this situation (really, we should do it all the time).
Second, pray in Jesus' name please.
Third, Praise Him for Him giving us the chance to come forward to Him, for His listening ear and His kindness, understanding, Wisdom, power and Love.
Fourth, please ask Him to help me to hear, see and realize where I am in my Life; Please thank Him for the fact that He has my back if I just continue to move forward.
Thank the Holy Spirit for guiding me.
Then be in agreement for whatever God has for me I will appreciate, obey and give thanksgiving for.
Thank Him that you are here reading this and will add your affirmations so I can get to the other side of these tremulous times!
I am sure this is no more than what He has in His Mighty Plan for me.
Later down the line I will be writing about how tremendous a God He is and how He brought me thru it all...again.
I will be sure tho thank Him for your words, thoughts, love Faith and friendships.
Be still and know that He is God.
Thanks.
~CH
Back on the battle field.
I need order in my Sanctuary.
The Enemy thinks he is has arrived and has control.
If you know how to pray please pray for me.
If you have no idea what to ask God, the Universe, Spirit, or Creator, I will tell you what to say.
First, please give God the Glory in this situation (really, we should do it all the time).
Second, pray in Jesus' name please.
Third, Praise Him for Him giving us the chance to come forward to Him, for His listening ear and His kindness, understanding, Wisdom, power and Love.
Fourth, please ask Him to help me to hear, see and realize where I am in my Life; Please thank Him for the fact that He has my back if I just continue to move forward.
Thank the Holy Spirit for guiding me.
Then be in agreement for whatever God has for me I will appreciate, obey and give thanksgiving for.
Thank Him that you are here reading this and will add your affirmations so I can get to the other side of these tremulous times!
I am sure this is no more than what He has in His Mighty Plan for me.
Later down the line I will be writing about how tremendous a God He is and how He brought me thru it all...again.
I will be sure tho thank Him for your words, thoughts, love Faith and friendships.
Be still and know that He is God.
Thanks.
~CH
Friday, December 04, 2009
$100 please
My co-worker is trying to breathe normally again.
She is actually hyperventilating as I write but I am OK with it as she has just witnessed the absolute LOVE Jesus has for us.
Let me start at the beginning.
She will forgive me for sharing her info...I'm sure.
Her car note is now due.
Money is shorter than the breaths she is taking.
Banks are not assisting me or her.
She needs $100.00 yesterday!
I tell her I will lend it to her.
I try to use every debit card I own, while insulting and assaulting every teller we came up on.
For some reason...read to the end and you will find out why.. I can't withdraw any of MY CASH!
It is all to no avail.
It is fruitless, she reminds me.
I tell her to trust God and give Him all the Praise because he is gonna work this out for her.
We have exhausted (what she thinks) every possible attempt.
We go back to work because our lunch hour was over a long time ago.
We are now late back to work, she is tired, disgusted and sure the car will now be repossessed for sure.
Now, I am sure y'all are waiting patiently for the punch line.
Here it goes:
As we round the corner to the elevator, I see 3 co workers mingling at the end of the hallway.
I,in my ChristianHeir voice of confidence and Love for the Lord say,
" WHO HAS $100.00 FOR ME"????!!!
Yes, GOD is an awesome GOD.
For the electrician reached in his pocket and gave me one new crisp one hundred dollar bill.
Now mind you, I found the electrician's Amex card in the parking lot one dark dreary rainy night but... whatever the cause, God took care of it ...again.
I blogged earlier about my then husband and his daily words to me.
Today is yours, he claimed.
yes, and thank you GOD for sharing.
She is actually hyperventilating as I write but I am OK with it as she has just witnessed the absolute LOVE Jesus has for us.
Let me start at the beginning.
She will forgive me for sharing her info...I'm sure.
Her car note is now due.
Money is shorter than the breaths she is taking.
Banks are not assisting me or her.
She needs $100.00 yesterday!
I tell her I will lend it to her.
I try to use every debit card I own, while insulting and assaulting every teller we came up on.
For some reason...read to the end and you will find out why.. I can't withdraw any of MY CASH!
It is all to no avail.
It is fruitless, she reminds me.
I tell her to trust God and give Him all the Praise because he is gonna work this out for her.
We have exhausted (what she thinks) every possible attempt.
We go back to work because our lunch hour was over a long time ago.
We are now late back to work, she is tired, disgusted and sure the car will now be repossessed for sure.
Now, I am sure y'all are waiting patiently for the punch line.
Here it goes:
As we round the corner to the elevator, I see 3 co workers mingling at the end of the hallway.
I,in my ChristianHeir voice of confidence and Love for the Lord say,
" WHO HAS $100.00 FOR ME"????!!!
Yes, GOD is an awesome GOD.
For the electrician reached in his pocket and gave me one new crisp one hundred dollar bill.
Now mind you, I found the electrician's Amex card in the parking lot one dark dreary rainy night but... whatever the cause, God took care of it ...again.
I blogged earlier about my then husband and his daily words to me.
Today is yours, he claimed.
yes, and thank you GOD for sharing.
A job
"I need a job", she said.
Then she retracted that statement with she had been financially secured thus far; Why did she need a job now?
Some times, in my opinion, we need to do what is in order for that season.
For GOD has a Plan which has been in line even before us.
We have no idea day to day what is to happen in our journey.
But one thing we can know, is that if we follow His Simple Plan, life can be a wondrous journey full of joy and prosperity.
Prosperity is not always (necessarily) cash flow (uh, Kris, uh, children...)
We can be rich in wisdom, and power, with that wisdom.
We can prosper and be abundant in a myriad of choices made.
My then husband gave me my daily word of wisdom today;
"FEEL GOOD ", he said, Today is yours!"
How powerful those words are.
You can have whatever you want according to Scripture.
As long as it is in God's Plan.
I am subject to believing all we ever want is in God's Plan as He did make us.
He formed us, and in His likeness too.
So tell me, if he gave us all we have inside us, don't you think He programmed us to have whatever it is He gave us?
These are our dreams.
'Our' being possessive, noun , is it?
Belonging to us, only us.
Nobody else's...
You get my drift.
So today do what is yours.
Feel what is yours.
Take what is yours.
Be what is yours.
Allow yours to make you content.
Cause yours IS yours!
So if you need a job, get one.
If you don't, live without one.
But whatever you do, do it for you ...
and GOD.
Then she retracted that statement with she had been financially secured thus far; Why did she need a job now?
Some times, in my opinion, we need to do what is in order for that season.
For GOD has a Plan which has been in line even before us.
We have no idea day to day what is to happen in our journey.
But one thing we can know, is that if we follow His Simple Plan, life can be a wondrous journey full of joy and prosperity.
Prosperity is not always (necessarily) cash flow (uh, Kris, uh, children...)
We can be rich in wisdom, and power, with that wisdom.
We can prosper and be abundant in a myriad of choices made.
My then husband gave me my daily word of wisdom today;
"FEEL GOOD ", he said, Today is yours!"
How powerful those words are.
You can have whatever you want according to Scripture.
As long as it is in God's Plan.
I am subject to believing all we ever want is in God's Plan as He did make us.
He formed us, and in His likeness too.
So tell me, if he gave us all we have inside us, don't you think He programmed us to have whatever it is He gave us?
These are our dreams.
'Our' being possessive, noun , is it?
Belonging to us, only us.
Nobody else's...
You get my drift.
So today do what is yours.
Feel what is yours.
Take what is yours.
Be what is yours.
Allow yours to make you content.
Cause yours IS yours!
So if you need a job, get one.
If you don't, live without one.
But whatever you do, do it for you ...
and GOD.
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
Abstinance
It has been some time since I sat down to write.
I have missed writing about everything and anything.
I really didn't realize how many folks follow the blog.
Thank you.
Well today might not be the best day to come back to the drawing board as it is a real full MOON.
Not as in, a fake one, but a really large MOON.
I love the beauty of a large MOON.
Especially driving down the Parkway.
The hills are long and narrow and the MOON itself seems to follow you as you drive.
When it is low and orange it seems like you can touch it.
I love the MOON.
Folks always call me when the MOON is full.
Reminding me that the MOON is full and its beauty covers the sky.
Like I am not directly affected by its phases.
I don't mean to sound condescending, I am just really affected by Nature itself.
I tend to withdraw during the full MOON ...coming out of my blossom and into a flower as it wanes and waxes.
Now is a good time to soothe me.
Now is a good time to talk.
Now is when I am most intimate in my conversations.
Everything seems to have more meaning.
I am able to understand and have more patience.
But I find others can be difficult at this time.
Their energy volatile.
Such is my friend today.
So I will sit back and breathe deep and accept whatever comes my way tonite.
I will smile and be friendly to all.
I will be attitude free.
I will not be affected by whatevers.
I will be pleasing as GOD has taught me so well.
That is why I call it "SUPPORT".
Enjoy the MOON.
Howl~ uh, Holla.
ChristianHeir
I have missed writing about everything and anything.
I really didn't realize how many folks follow the blog.
Thank you.
Well today might not be the best day to come back to the drawing board as it is a real full MOON.
Not as in, a fake one, but a really large MOON.
I love the beauty of a large MOON.
Especially driving down the Parkway.
The hills are long and narrow and the MOON itself seems to follow you as you drive.
When it is low and orange it seems like you can touch it.
I love the MOON.
Folks always call me when the MOON is full.
Reminding me that the MOON is full and its beauty covers the sky.
Like I am not directly affected by its phases.
I don't mean to sound condescending, I am just really affected by Nature itself.
I tend to withdraw during the full MOON ...coming out of my blossom and into a flower as it wanes and waxes.
Now is a good time to soothe me.
Now is a good time to talk.
Now is when I am most intimate in my conversations.
Everything seems to have more meaning.
I am able to understand and have more patience.
But I find others can be difficult at this time.
Their energy volatile.
Such is my friend today.
So I will sit back and breathe deep and accept whatever comes my way tonite.
I will smile and be friendly to all.
I will be attitude free.
I will not be affected by whatevers.
I will be pleasing as GOD has taught me so well.
That is why I call it "SUPPORT".
Enjoy the MOON.
Howl~ uh, Holla.
ChristianHeir
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
WHAT IF
The traffic was more than crazy on I-95 going south.
We were ready for it tho~
All day the thruway was congested.
First there was an overturned truck and then holiday traffic.
But we were prepared as we rode high in the truck, gazing at the folks we passed.
I like sitting high in the truck.
I feel" bigger "than all the other folks.
We sat and listened to a CD, talked about our plans for turkey Day,
shared thoughts about what we are thankful for...
Wondered what the difference is between being thankful and grateful?
Then it started...
What if?
What if we could go back a few years?
What if we had the power to change folks?
What if we had money?
What if there were no disease?
We played "what if" for an hour.
We drove in and out of the third lane, slowed down for the blinking cop car lights and stood at a standstill while on the bridge.
"What if', we remarked to one another.
It turned into a game.
What if we hadn't laughed at the things that came to mind?
Would we be playing road rage?
Happy Thanksgiving folks,
What if the Pilgrims killed a donkey for Thanksgiving dinner.
HA! HA!
Be nice.
We were ready for it tho~
All day the thruway was congested.
First there was an overturned truck and then holiday traffic.
But we were prepared as we rode high in the truck, gazing at the folks we passed.
I like sitting high in the truck.
I feel" bigger "than all the other folks.
We sat and listened to a CD, talked about our plans for turkey Day,
shared thoughts about what we are thankful for...
Wondered what the difference is between being thankful and grateful?
Then it started...
What if?
What if we could go back a few years?
What if we had the power to change folks?
What if we had money?
What if there were no disease?
We played "what if" for an hour.
We drove in and out of the third lane, slowed down for the blinking cop car lights and stood at a standstill while on the bridge.
"What if', we remarked to one another.
It turned into a game.
What if we hadn't laughed at the things that came to mind?
Would we be playing road rage?
Happy Thanksgiving folks,
What if the Pilgrims killed a donkey for Thanksgiving dinner.
HA! HA!
Be nice.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Driving in the dark
Ok fellas. I am really tired of this restriction.
I have been asked at my job to order a menorah.
I can't even go to a decent site to order a pretty blue and gold one I saw on the openinng page for all of 15 seconds.
Then it went blue... BARRACUDA'd.
What's a gurl to do?
How can I possibly allow the entryway to my office to be bare and unbalanced?
There is an awesome floor to ceiling window, a showcase, and a revolving overhead lighting system that I could change the bulbs and have it any color I wished!
How can one restrict me from going online to order such festive attire?
Kwanza, Christmas, what am I to do?!!!
I'm no good right now.
I got to find a way to the menorah store or else!
Then to top it off I used to be able to "see" my blog on 2040's site.
Not no more.
I am driving in the dark here so if the spelling is off, forgive me and improvise.
hey, it could be worse.
If I don't get to talk with you tomorrow, HAPPY THANKSGIVING.
Wish you all could drop by for a bite to eat.
So wherever you are, be thankful.
Listen to some great music, cuddle up with a fresh turkey leg
...or get fresh with your turkey's (sweetheart's) leg,or both!!! hehehe.
Be thankful every day.
-Christian
I have been asked at my job to order a menorah.
I can't even go to a decent site to order a pretty blue and gold one I saw on the openinng page for all of 15 seconds.
Then it went blue... BARRACUDA'd.
What's a gurl to do?
How can I possibly allow the entryway to my office to be bare and unbalanced?
There is an awesome floor to ceiling window, a showcase, and a revolving overhead lighting system that I could change the bulbs and have it any color I wished!
How can one restrict me from going online to order such festive attire?
Kwanza, Christmas, what am I to do?!!!
I'm no good right now.
I got to find a way to the menorah store or else!
Then to top it off I used to be able to "see" my blog on 2040's site.
Not no more.
I am driving in the dark here so if the spelling is off, forgive me and improvise.
hey, it could be worse.
If I don't get to talk with you tomorrow, HAPPY THANKSGIVING.
Wish you all could drop by for a bite to eat.
So wherever you are, be thankful.
Listen to some great music, cuddle up with a fresh turkey leg
...or get fresh with your turkey's (sweetheart's) leg,or both!!! hehehe.
Be thankful every day.
-Christian
Monday, November 23, 2009
Time to pray
I just finished a 5 day tour at the hospital and now I hear a co worker's sister is in the hospital for the same nonsense.
I will have to make this entry short as I have to venture off to the Sanctuary for a few.
Please include your prayers for those folks we don't even know.
PRAISE confuses the devil.
On a happier note...
We are all phoned up and ready to go.
Back in service.
I thought I had something I waas gonna share and now I am at a loss for the words.
Gettin' old.
Yipes.
I will have to make this entry short as I have to venture off to the Sanctuary for a few.
Please include your prayers for those folks we don't even know.
PRAISE confuses the devil.
On a happier note...
We are all phoned up and ready to go.
Back in service.
I thought I had something I waas gonna share and now I am at a loss for the words.
Gettin' old.
Yipes.
Friday, November 20, 2009
195 posts
Good morning all,
There are a few topics I'd like to cover today.
Since Oprah is cancelling, maybe I can take her spot.
Be careful, I am a christian heir.
The next appointment I schedule for THE COUCH should be more than interesting.
There has been a lot that has transpired in the last 12 hours!
My therapist will be delighted as I have so much to discuss.
Which guarantees her salary.
First of all, I want to figure out why I have these labels for the men in my Life?
It reminds me of those folks who paste Post-It note pads all over their home reminding them to do certain little things.
Kinda OCD ish.
There is my then husband, my support, my musician, my lover, my brother, my friend?
There are countless others.
What's up with that?
Well, I'm not sure but it seems to work for me.
That's the scary part.
Anywho, last night was soooooooooo coool.
Ya' ever just have all the planets line up for you.
Everything is perfect.
But to make a long story short cause you know I love me some writing!...
I fell asleep early.
But before I retired, I turned my phone OFF so as my musician could serenade straight into my VoiceMail.
He has this tremendous ability to arrange music.
He often allows me to be the critic which is more than cool to me.
So last nights rendition of Thelonius Monk's 'Round Midnight turned out to be around midnight.
In the deepest sleep I dreamed of dancing and party dresses.
I spoke with a lilt in my voice.
I smelled gladiolas and I wore white.
At exactly 12:19 I woke up .
I woke up thinking I was gonna hear my music.
But I opened the phone to a message from my then husband.
A message which came in just two minutes prior.
What made me wake up at that precise moment?
My phone was turned OFF.
I could not have heard it ring.
And I am not psychic.
Psycho either.
When I texted him to ask if he had just sent this message, he replied, "Yes, 10 mins ago".
****enter in TWILIGHT ZONE music*****
Hmmmm...
Its now about 12:30 am.
Phone rings.
Sweet nothings from my friend.
New text message.
Lunch date for this afternoon.
Mind you its 12:45 in the morning?!!
Last but not least,
A goodnight from the dog.
Yup, the planets are all lined up.
Brace yourselves, this only happens once.
I eventually heard my VM and the music was heavenly.
Just enought to put me back into a deep sleep.
There are a few topics I'd like to cover today.
Since Oprah is cancelling, maybe I can take her spot.
Be careful, I am a christian heir.
The next appointment I schedule for THE COUCH should be more than interesting.
There has been a lot that has transpired in the last 12 hours!
My therapist will be delighted as I have so much to discuss.
Which guarantees her salary.
First of all, I want to figure out why I have these labels for the men in my Life?
It reminds me of those folks who paste Post-It note pads all over their home reminding them to do certain little things.
Kinda OCD ish.
There is my then husband, my support, my musician, my lover, my brother, my friend?
There are countless others.
What's up with that?
Well, I'm not sure but it seems to work for me.
That's the scary part.
Anywho, last night was soooooooooo coool.
Ya' ever just have all the planets line up for you.
Everything is perfect.
But to make a long story short cause you know I love me some writing!...
I fell asleep early.
But before I retired, I turned my phone OFF so as my musician could serenade straight into my VoiceMail.
He has this tremendous ability to arrange music.
He often allows me to be the critic which is more than cool to me.
So last nights rendition of Thelonius Monk's 'Round Midnight turned out to be around midnight.
In the deepest sleep I dreamed of dancing and party dresses.
I spoke with a lilt in my voice.
I smelled gladiolas and I wore white.
At exactly 12:19 I woke up .
I woke up thinking I was gonna hear my music.
But I opened the phone to a message from my then husband.
A message which came in just two minutes prior.
What made me wake up at that precise moment?
My phone was turned OFF.
I could not have heard it ring.
And I am not psychic.
Psycho either.
When I texted him to ask if he had just sent this message, he replied, "Yes, 10 mins ago".
****enter in TWILIGHT ZONE music*****
Hmmmm...
Its now about 12:30 am.
Phone rings.
Sweet nothings from my friend.
New text message.
Lunch date for this afternoon.
Mind you its 12:45 in the morning?!!
Last but not least,
A goodnight from the dog.
Yup, the planets are all lined up.
Brace yourselves, this only happens once.
I eventually heard my VM and the music was heavenly.
Just enought to put me back into a deep sleep.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Patience
GOD is truly working with me today.
I am trying my best to be patient.
But everything is trying my nerves.
There really isn't anything to be upset about.
Everything is in order when you think of it.
What I am faced with at the present is truly preparing me for the future.
I look back on several situations and realize just why I was traveling a particular road.
I also remember that AFTER I arrived it seemed like it was done with such finesse, so calming and perfectly.
Almost like childbirth.
You go for nine months of discomfort and then deliver this wonderful blessing and forget instantaneously of what you dealt with prior!
I don't remember the trials, the tribulation, the questioning of the situation...
I just know GOD saw me thru it all, every time.
So now here I am again, waiting for GOD to see me thru it all.
And what is ALL?
Again, I need to focus on the blessings.
Just because a relationship fails, and the season of harvest is yes, yet to come, the new car will manifest shortly, is no reason to embrace fear.
Oh.
Don't let me forget to add the shedding of this winter weight I've gained.
I feel like a Polar bear.
Ready for hibernation.
Got a few extra pounds on me; I guess to keep us warm.
Somehow my support manages to see all of this as "De/Drama" as he refers it to.
Accent on the De.
"Let it go", he remarks repeatedly.
I did, I thought.
But I guess not.
I'm still writing about it.
So I leave you, pressing forward.
Patiently waiting on the Lord.
I am trying my best to be patient.
But everything is trying my nerves.
There really isn't anything to be upset about.
Everything is in order when you think of it.
What I am faced with at the present is truly preparing me for the future.
I look back on several situations and realize just why I was traveling a particular road.
I also remember that AFTER I arrived it seemed like it was done with such finesse, so calming and perfectly.
Almost like childbirth.
You go for nine months of discomfort and then deliver this wonderful blessing and forget instantaneously of what you dealt with prior!
I don't remember the trials, the tribulation, the questioning of the situation...
I just know GOD saw me thru it all, every time.
So now here I am again, waiting for GOD to see me thru it all.
And what is ALL?
Again, I need to focus on the blessings.
Just because a relationship fails, and the season of harvest is yes, yet to come, the new car will manifest shortly, is no reason to embrace fear.
Oh.
Don't let me forget to add the shedding of this winter weight I've gained.
I feel like a Polar bear.
Ready for hibernation.
Got a few extra pounds on me; I guess to keep us warm.
Somehow my support manages to see all of this as "De/Drama" as he refers it to.
Accent on the De.
"Let it go", he remarks repeatedly.
I did, I thought.
But I guess not.
I'm still writing about it.
So I leave you, pressing forward.
Patiently waiting on the Lord.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
GOD is GOOD
This is endurance for me.
To continue writing this blog and not be able to go back and review it and especially not to see it when completed, is difficult.
But somehow God keeps the words flowing and I am determined to be obedient.
Change.
I have been dealing with change for quite some time now.
It comes in all kinds of ways.
From coin, (change) to new relationships, change.
I have accumulated... for those of you who know me, that is my past time, clutter.
I have come across in my travels for each of our children some kind of "treasure box" to store one's keepsakes.
Tyler is the newest candidate and he received a nice whiskey bottle.
A carafe of sorts, crystal and with an intricate design.
I emptied change into it for him and now he thinks every loose "dolla" goes in this jar.
Don't leave your money down folks.
His jar was laced with a ten and singles I dropped down with my keys.
"oh no! buddy",( my favorite expression for him) that is Mimi's money!!!.
I think that is why his Cabbage Patch has agreed to the name "Buddy".
Now if that had been his Grandpa, any of them, for the record, they would have doubled the amount and probably asked him what denominations he chose to have.
That is why GOD made Mimis.
Yeah, the can't stand me by now but I love them.
Despite the fact my heart is still bruised from last night.
(More changes)
I'm not feeling too hot mentally.
I go to bed early.
I'm in a DEEP sleep.
All of the sudden I hear this high pitched shrill, screaming frantically in the night.
It's Tyler.
He wants his brothers yogurt.
Yeah, they can't stand me.
When I got finished with them they were sound asleep in 45 seconds.
But I love them.
Its been changes for everyone in our home.
Kris got his wake up call.
Kelly's bells are still ringing.
Malcolm is somewhere chiming.
Dad? He's checking out a watch.
Everything In Time.
and me?
I'm loving being Mommy, mamma, Mimi, De and all the other characters involved.
I'm just missing the last link that holds it all together.
Can't seem to find that clasp that holds it all together yet.
Hmmmm.
Change.
To continue writing this blog and not be able to go back and review it and especially not to see it when completed, is difficult.
But somehow God keeps the words flowing and I am determined to be obedient.
Change.
I have been dealing with change for quite some time now.
It comes in all kinds of ways.
From coin, (change) to new relationships, change.
I have accumulated... for those of you who know me, that is my past time, clutter.
I have come across in my travels for each of our children some kind of "treasure box" to store one's keepsakes.
Tyler is the newest candidate and he received a nice whiskey bottle.
A carafe of sorts, crystal and with an intricate design.
I emptied change into it for him and now he thinks every loose "dolla" goes in this jar.
Don't leave your money down folks.
His jar was laced with a ten and singles I dropped down with my keys.
"oh no! buddy",( my favorite expression for him) that is Mimi's money!!!.
I think that is why his Cabbage Patch has agreed to the name "Buddy".
Now if that had been his Grandpa, any of them, for the record, they would have doubled the amount and probably asked him what denominations he chose to have.
That is why GOD made Mimis.
Yeah, the can't stand me by now but I love them.
Despite the fact my heart is still bruised from last night.
(More changes)
I'm not feeling too hot mentally.
I go to bed early.
I'm in a DEEP sleep.
All of the sudden I hear this high pitched shrill, screaming frantically in the night.
It's Tyler.
He wants his brothers yogurt.
Yeah, they can't stand me.
When I got finished with them they were sound asleep in 45 seconds.
But I love them.
Its been changes for everyone in our home.
Kris got his wake up call.
Kelly's bells are still ringing.
Malcolm is somewhere chiming.
Dad? He's checking out a watch.
Everything In Time.
and me?
I'm loving being Mommy, mamma, Mimi, De and all the other characters involved.
I'm just missing the last link that holds it all together.
Can't seem to find that clasp that holds it all together yet.
Hmmmm.
Change.
Monday, November 16, 2009
cleansing
Hi everyone,
I hope your weekend was successful.
I spent most of the weekend alone (at the house) as the kids went to the Godmother's house to play or cause a ruckus, I am not sure.
They always come home with adjusted personalities.
So we have to almost have to detox when they return.
You know, clear their minds and little bodies of all the stuff they have picked up.
Germs, words, habits, attitudes, stuff.
They come home with the strangest stuff.
"Where did you get that?" I'm always asking.
So while they were eating GodMom outta' house and home; we went to the bookstore.
I bought a book on Inner Simplicity.
I need outer simplicity, first, but I couldn't find that title.
Especially after dealing with patient Kris.
And that is not patient as in wait.
Geez....
But I think its going to be ok.
I got to run.
Its break time.
I hope your weekend was successful.
I spent most of the weekend alone (at the house) as the kids went to the Godmother's house to play or cause a ruckus, I am not sure.
They always come home with adjusted personalities.
So we have to almost have to detox when they return.
You know, clear their minds and little bodies of all the stuff they have picked up.
Germs, words, habits, attitudes, stuff.
They come home with the strangest stuff.
"Where did you get that?" I'm always asking.
So while they were eating GodMom outta' house and home; we went to the bookstore.
I bought a book on Inner Simplicity.
I need outer simplicity, first, but I couldn't find that title.
Especially after dealing with patient Kris.
And that is not patient as in wait.
Geez....
But I think its going to be ok.
I got to run.
Its break time.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
CHANGES PART II
Good Morning,
I should open this segment with prayer as I am in great need this morning.
The morning started off so badly that I called my then husband for support.
Yup. 3000 miles away, time difference and all... I needed him.
Not as a husband, but as DAD.
Yes the children were acting up again.
I get so overwhelmed.
They act as if they are 10 years old and raising these kids as a "single Mom" ain't easy.
But then he reminded me we had already raised them.
I was just providing a roof over their heads now.
He told me to lay the rules down.
Poo poo or get off the pot.
Contribute.
Consider.
Communicate.
Everyone knows you never let your ex see you sweat.
But this morning, I might as well have asked him for the deoderant.
You know, we are so blessed when we stop to think of all we have.
Thirty years and then divorced sounds harsh but I would have never had the joy of hearing him sober, happy and in LOVE and I, would have never become the Chrisitian Heir.
My relationship with GOD was so distant and vague.
His Life was hanging by a thread, soaked in alcohol.
The best thing after all this time is that we can actually say we truly love one another now.
Yes, I do like him now too.
And what progress we have made we can see and appreciate.
I think a lot of it has to do with loosing our Dads.
And seasons.
There are reasons for seasons.
And seasons for reasons.
I always thought we would retire under the coconut tree together too but now I just ask GOD to let me die near him, prefrably in his arms (if she will let me).
That must make ya'll wonder; its a strange request.
But we started off buddies, I 'd hope we would end that way.
In the meantime, I will stop off at the Sanctuary and Praise GOD for this day and all the days past for that matter. I will thank HIM for courage. For it took a great deal of courage to call and ask for his comforting words, to have him remind me I am in control and to start taking time for me. To hear it from him holds such validity to me. It felt safe and secure. Thank you "Then".
As for the children, I will run the riot act to them this evening, again.
GET A JOB
GET A JOB
and get 2 lifes.....
Because I need to get mine.
I gotta go now.
Gotta go and regain my dignity.
Ciao.
I should open this segment with prayer as I am in great need this morning.
The morning started off so badly that I called my then husband for support.
Yup. 3000 miles away, time difference and all... I needed him.
Not as a husband, but as DAD.
Yes the children were acting up again.
I get so overwhelmed.
They act as if they are 10 years old and raising these kids as a "single Mom" ain't easy.
But then he reminded me we had already raised them.
I was just providing a roof over their heads now.
He told me to lay the rules down.
Poo poo or get off the pot.
Contribute.
Consider.
Communicate.
Everyone knows you never let your ex see you sweat.
But this morning, I might as well have asked him for the deoderant.
You know, we are so blessed when we stop to think of all we have.
Thirty years and then divorced sounds harsh but I would have never had the joy of hearing him sober, happy and in LOVE and I, would have never become the Chrisitian Heir.
My relationship with GOD was so distant and vague.
His Life was hanging by a thread, soaked in alcohol.
The best thing after all this time is that we can actually say we truly love one another now.
Yes, I do like him now too.
And what progress we have made we can see and appreciate.
I think a lot of it has to do with loosing our Dads.
And seasons.
There are reasons for seasons.
And seasons for reasons.
I always thought we would retire under the coconut tree together too but now I just ask GOD to let me die near him, prefrably in his arms (if she will let me).
That must make ya'll wonder; its a strange request.
But we started off buddies, I 'd hope we would end that way.
In the meantime, I will stop off at the Sanctuary and Praise GOD for this day and all the days past for that matter. I will thank HIM for courage. For it took a great deal of courage to call and ask for his comforting words, to have him remind me I am in control and to start taking time for me. To hear it from him holds such validity to me. It felt safe and secure. Thank you "Then".
As for the children, I will run the riot act to them this evening, again.
GET A JOB
GET A JOB
and get 2 lifes.....
Because I need to get mine.
I gotta go now.
Gotta go and regain my dignity.
Ciao.
Monday, November 09, 2009
Coming thru the back door
Good Golly Miss Molly!
I feel like a spy.
The changes I have to go thru to get to this site are unbelievable.
But as I am the Christian Heir, I so gratefully give thanks to Our Heavenly Dad, oops don't get silly, Our Heavenly Father because I have to go thru Pradia2040 to get to my site, which allows me and promises I get to read his blog daily and still write! WHOOOOOOOOOSH. Mouthful.
Changes.
I wanna talk about changes.
Almost 5 years ago I went thru some changes.
And then 5 years before that I went thru some different changes.
Today I am going thru another set and wondering why they are (still) so familiar to me.
I thought when you go thru something, its normally a lesson.
Well, I am becoming frustrated with this set of lessons.
It seems I keep banging my head against the wall.
I've seen this wall before kids, an OH! too familiar site.
So I am working on a few 'Do Me' skills this week.
So far this week, I went thru the closet and sorted thru all my summer attire.
I thru away a gross amount of T-shirts bearing cute little puppies and rainbows and even one with the silver embossed QUEEN on it. For some reason that shirt reminded me all but royalty.
I packed away all my OLD NAVY flip flops. You know the ones you get for 2 for $5.00?
So since its an odd price and an even number you end up buying more pairs than you need?
I dunno.
That's how my brain works it out.
SOoooo, then I went to a tag sale and bought in all new stuff.
Makes sense right?
What I did buy was a pair of newborn pj's for Buddy.
He's Ty's Cabbage patch.
Somehow I can't stand looking at Buddy's bare arse.
To top it off Ked even gave place to the idea of having a tattoo yup, you guessed it.
I ain't even got to finish.
What's his name? Xavier?
Right there on her right butt cheek.
I'll stick with a MOON tat on my neck.
But anywho.
I'm now on this new leg of my Journey and I need to make some touch ups.
You know like a rough edges kinda thang?
WHoa....
I'm typing and working too here.
How do you answer the phone clearly and concisely, slowly, sounding out 7 syllables, and they ask you, "Is this JET BLUE?".
Back on the ranch.
I will take it a day at the time, thanks to my then husband.
(He has taught me this one).
He does well at this task.
I will relax and enjoy this week.
Come next Sunday I will work on a new project.
I am going to live well.
I've cried way too much in the last 4 weeks.
Time to laugh.
...time to make some changes towards me...
When you step back and take a look at the BIG picture?!
What are we so worried about?
Rewind as far back as you can go.
It always worked out for the best.
I feel like a spy.
The changes I have to go thru to get to this site are unbelievable.
But as I am the Christian Heir, I so gratefully give thanks to Our Heavenly Dad, oops don't get silly, Our Heavenly Father because I have to go thru Pradia2040 to get to my site, which allows me and promises I get to read his blog daily and still write! WHOOOOOOOOOSH. Mouthful.
Changes.
I wanna talk about changes.
Almost 5 years ago I went thru some changes.
And then 5 years before that I went thru some different changes.
Today I am going thru another set and wondering why they are (still) so familiar to me.
I thought when you go thru something, its normally a lesson.
Well, I am becoming frustrated with this set of lessons.
It seems I keep banging my head against the wall.
I've seen this wall before kids, an OH! too familiar site.
So I am working on a few 'Do Me' skills this week.
So far this week, I went thru the closet and sorted thru all my summer attire.
I thru away a gross amount of T-shirts bearing cute little puppies and rainbows and even one with the silver embossed QUEEN on it. For some reason that shirt reminded me all but royalty.
I packed away all my OLD NAVY flip flops. You know the ones you get for 2 for $5.00?
So since its an odd price and an even number you end up buying more pairs than you need?
I dunno.
That's how my brain works it out.
SOoooo, then I went to a tag sale and bought in all new stuff.
Makes sense right?
What I did buy was a pair of newborn pj's for Buddy.
He's Ty's Cabbage patch.
Somehow I can't stand looking at Buddy's bare arse.
To top it off Ked even gave place to the idea of having a tattoo yup, you guessed it.
I ain't even got to finish.
What's his name? Xavier?
Right there on her right butt cheek.
I'll stick with a MOON tat on my neck.
But anywho.
I'm now on this new leg of my Journey and I need to make some touch ups.
You know like a rough edges kinda thang?
WHoa....
I'm typing and working too here.
How do you answer the phone clearly and concisely, slowly, sounding out 7 syllables, and they ask you, "Is this JET BLUE?".
Back on the ranch.
I will take it a day at the time, thanks to my then husband.
(He has taught me this one).
He does well at this task.
I will relax and enjoy this week.
Come next Sunday I will work on a new project.
I am going to live well.
I've cried way too much in the last 4 weeks.
Time to laugh.
...time to make some changes towards me...
When you step back and take a look at the BIG picture?!
What are we so worried about?
Rewind as far back as you can go.
It always worked out for the best.
Friday, November 06, 2009
UGH
Now get this~
To top it all off I have been BARRACUDA'd from this blog site.
This may be my last entry.
I had to get in here by way of 2040's site and now as I go back to view it, well, I get a blue now access box.
If in any event I have been locked out of this adventure, I thank you so much for reading my blog, for commenting and making me realize I am a talented writer.
GOD has a way of moving us along, little dawgies...
Please know I have enjoyed your participation, your honesty, ideas, contributions and most of all, your LOVE.
Keep the Faith.
Never allow fear to take you over and continue to trust GOD.
I will meet you again along the road of this Journey.
Sincerely,
The Christian Heir
To top it all off I have been BARRACUDA'd from this blog site.
This may be my last entry.
I had to get in here by way of 2040's site and now as I go back to view it, well, I get a blue now access box.
If in any event I have been locked out of this adventure, I thank you so much for reading my blog, for commenting and making me realize I am a talented writer.
GOD has a way of moving us along, little dawgies...
Please know I have enjoyed your participation, your honesty, ideas, contributions and most of all, your LOVE.
Keep the Faith.
Never allow fear to take you over and continue to trust GOD.
I will meet you again along the road of this Journey.
Sincerely,
The Christian Heir
CALM DOWN
Well, I'm most disturbed today.
First of all, my then husband has requested copies of some great photos of our GranChef, Tyler.
I cannot print the great photos I received of Ty's Halloween parade due to the fact
INK CARTRIGES...geeez...yes, ink cartridges....are locked up with only two keys.
Like some kind of narcotic would be in Beverly Hills.
This is a place of employment folks, a work place, not Fort Knox.
How much do cartridges cost anyhow?
And if you start calculating the cost of pens, pencils, napkins, tubs of peanut butter, silverware and toilet paper folks steal from the job....
I have to fill out a HELP DESK ticket and wait for a response.
The guy i son vacaction so it will drop to the bottom of the list and certainly won't be fixed today!
By that time I could of walked around the corner to CVS, WalMart, Walgreens, RiteAid or even gone to my friends house and borrowed his printer, carted it home, plugged it up read the directions and since I have all that required mess it takes to get a photo complete; photo paper, ink, etc at home, HECK.. .
I need to stop.
I have a nice walk tonite and if I continue I will have spent my entire evening repenting for the disservice I am causing.
But to top it all off...Someone keeps bickering with me over some minutia, (yes Dad, I know the word now) with me and I can't seem to get around it.
I don't care.
I don't want to be involved.
Get out my cavity and leave me alone.
WHOA.
Sorry.
Speaking of cavities.
Brush your teeth, floss and visit the dentist when required.
So says Dad.
Besides when you're in some one's face like I been all day, you want to have minty sweet breath.
PANIC and FREAKOUT?
yup.
Better days.
Nite.
First of all, my then husband has requested copies of some great photos of our GranChef, Tyler.
I cannot print the great photos I received of Ty's Halloween parade due to the fact
INK CARTRIGES...geeez...yes, ink cartridges....are locked up with only two keys.
Like some kind of narcotic would be in Beverly Hills.
This is a place of employment folks, a work place, not Fort Knox.
How much do cartridges cost anyhow?
And if you start calculating the cost of pens, pencils, napkins, tubs of peanut butter, silverware and toilet paper folks steal from the job....
I have to fill out a HELP DESK ticket and wait for a response.
The guy i son vacaction so it will drop to the bottom of the list and certainly won't be fixed today!
By that time I could of walked around the corner to CVS, WalMart, Walgreens, RiteAid or even gone to my friends house and borrowed his printer, carted it home, plugged it up read the directions and since I have all that required mess it takes to get a photo complete; photo paper, ink, etc at home, HECK.. .
I need to stop.
I have a nice walk tonite and if I continue I will have spent my entire evening repenting for the disservice I am causing.
But to top it all off...Someone keeps bickering with me over some minutia, (yes Dad, I know the word now) with me and I can't seem to get around it.
I don't care.
I don't want to be involved.
Get out my cavity and leave me alone.
WHOA.
Sorry.
Speaking of cavities.
Brush your teeth, floss and visit the dentist when required.
So says Dad.
Besides when you're in some one's face like I been all day, you want to have minty sweet breath.
PANIC and FREAKOUT?
yup.
Better days.
Nite.
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Chef Ninja
Now that I have stop laughing I can come to you seriously.
Tyler is a self appointed FOOD CRITIC.
He is the connoisseur.
The tasty palate.
A rich and sweet chocolate bunny, uh Ninja.
I laughed yesterday as I barged in from my 3 mile walk, haha, Three Mile High, oops, cut -it-out. Those fiery jokes aren't even funny...
I digress.
But if you know me, I was fired up oops there we go again... with the walk I had made!
As soon as I entered, the Lil Chef greets me with, "Mimi can I have those chocolate chip cookies
on the counter?
" Whoa," I remarked.
I haven't even got in the door yet.
WHOA....Scrrrrrrrech, FLASHBACK.
Dad enters.
Front door closes.
It's Daytime Savings dark.
Suit jacket on the chair, quick kisses to all and the opening of the lid to something brewing, stewing or gross for dinner. I'm so sorry I couldn't cook as well as he does.
Oh well. Our Chef Grandson will do enough for the both of us!
Slight pause.
I mill around and wait for my turn to talk as the bigger ones are rummaging thru costume (FAKE) real fake, jewelry.
Eric pops a HUGE (what even looks like a fake CZ) in his ear.
"Wow", I state calmly.
"Are those real?"
"No,", he says," but they're my Mom's".
Now, we all know if they belong to Mom, they gots to be real.
*** thought going thru my brain***
Really fake. sarcastic chuckle
Again, I digress.
SO, now it becomes my turn and in between divvying up some Chicken Parm and tort to to lini's as the Chef calls them, I review my last hourly stride.
The crew gobbles down dinner and I continue talking, oooohing and ahhhing about my accomplishments, sparing them no pain from this hardly interesting, dramatization.
In the midst my stubby, little pudgy, sweet one dashes in front of his brother destined to get to those cookies before any one else.
"Have the cookie! Kai", I shout.
That neatly foiled tied, see thru cellophane was in shreds and that cookie was in the his mouth before you could say chocolate chip, when Ked jumps to the floor with laughter!
She's hysterical.
"Mamma if you could have seen his face..."
"That's nasty" he claims.
Nasty?
This was the Food Chef talking.
Frowning, spitting, cancelling out the delicacies I had brought home from my workplace!
"Was it in her car?" Kris asks.
The laughter breaks out even harder.
(Inside joke)
So go ahead...Call Dad.
In the meantime, I am gonna be checking out the new edition of BON APPETIT.
Can't ever be too prepared.
A Breath to Take
Hi folks.
I miss you guys when I don't write.
It's a daily ritual I find enjoyable but lately I haven't felt on track.
But this morning bought me a ray of sunshine in the most strange way.
A close co worker and acquaintance of mine has been dealing with her Father's illness for a week now. He is on every type of machine, numerous medication, and is semi coherent, drifting in and out of his space. She, of course is despondent, hurt and confused.
Upon asking her the condition of her Dad, she smiled at me and said, "Not well." I offered my sympathy and told her never loose hope. For GOD never stops working things out. She smiled and said she remembered when my Dad was sick. How I still heard his voice, felt his touch, smelled his Old Spice. Even while away from him. He was even more a part of me, knowing one day he would be gone but not forgotten. This gave her hope. It never ceases to amaze me how GOD works. Events that happen, things that we have long forgotten or done, will reappear in the same way GOD (initially)planned (sent) it. Renewed, refreshed, recovered. I had no idea what my testimony would bring to her or any one else. I suppose that is why we are to walk in His footsteps... so the things we do, give GOD the glory, by the way in which we do them.
Shortly after another colleague came to me with a black and white copy of her unborn son.
His tiny hands wrapped together over his face as he lie on his back, as if he was praying.
His little body of full of love.
He laid there inside his Mommy's womb breathing that breath of Life, GOD so graciously bestows upon us.
It was eerie the way the two events crossed.
A breath in, a breath out.
Creation.... wow.
Last night I walked (by myself) for 3 miles.
(My buddy's hip is SCREAMING surgery; so the pain he would have endured from walking would have been too much.)
However, in between my walking/running/weeping, sobbing, meditating, prayerfully Spirit filled venture, I shed quite a bit off my mind.
Shed as in loss; shed as in shed some Light.
I thought of Life and this Journey.
What it is to us and why.
I pondered about my emotions, ideas, dreams, mistakes, realities and questionable events of my term here on Earth.
I thought if I had anger towards anyone.
I thought if with everyone I crossed paths with, would they feel good after I left their presence?
I thought about the lady I offered a ride to the train to...the total stranger who checked her watch while rapidly pacing her steps, the look of fear written all over her.
I prayed for peace, reconciliations, protection, redemption, forgiveness, recovery, repentance,restraint, admission, declarations, reputations, discovery, toil and pain.
I never got any direct answers while I walked, but I did get to shed some things.
As well as birthing something else.
Something wonderful I am waiting for GOD to reveal to me.
I will walk again tonight... with great expectation.
I will praise HIS name and thank HIM in advance.
For HE is worthy.
I miss you guys when I don't write.
It's a daily ritual I find enjoyable but lately I haven't felt on track.
But this morning bought me a ray of sunshine in the most strange way.
A close co worker and acquaintance of mine has been dealing with her Father's illness for a week now. He is on every type of machine, numerous medication, and is semi coherent, drifting in and out of his space. She, of course is despondent, hurt and confused.
Upon asking her the condition of her Dad, she smiled at me and said, "Not well." I offered my sympathy and told her never loose hope. For GOD never stops working things out. She smiled and said she remembered when my Dad was sick. How I still heard his voice, felt his touch, smelled his Old Spice. Even while away from him. He was even more a part of me, knowing one day he would be gone but not forgotten. This gave her hope. It never ceases to amaze me how GOD works. Events that happen, things that we have long forgotten or done, will reappear in the same way GOD (initially)planned (sent) it. Renewed, refreshed, recovered. I had no idea what my testimony would bring to her or any one else. I suppose that is why we are to walk in His footsteps... so the things we do, give GOD the glory, by the way in which we do them.
Shortly after another colleague came to me with a black and white copy of her unborn son.
His tiny hands wrapped together over his face as he lie on his back, as if he was praying.
His little body of full of love.
He laid there inside his Mommy's womb breathing that breath of Life, GOD so graciously bestows upon us.
It was eerie the way the two events crossed.
A breath in, a breath out.
Creation.... wow.
Last night I walked (by myself) for 3 miles.
(My buddy's hip is SCREAMING surgery; so the pain he would have endured from walking would have been too much.)
However, in between my walking/running/weeping, sobbing, meditating, prayerfully Spirit filled venture, I shed quite a bit off my mind.
Shed as in loss; shed as in shed some Light.
I thought of Life and this Journey.
What it is to us and why.
I pondered about my emotions, ideas, dreams, mistakes, realities and questionable events of my term here on Earth.
I thought if I had anger towards anyone.
I thought if with everyone I crossed paths with, would they feel good after I left their presence?
I thought about the lady I offered a ride to the train to...the total stranger who checked her watch while rapidly pacing her steps, the look of fear written all over her.
I prayed for peace, reconciliations, protection, redemption, forgiveness, recovery, repentance,restraint, admission, declarations, reputations, discovery, toil and pain.
I never got any direct answers while I walked, but I did get to shed some things.
As well as birthing something else.
Something wonderful I am waiting for GOD to reveal to me.
I will walk again tonight... with great expectation.
I will praise HIS name and thank HIM in advance.
For HE is worthy.
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Hi everyone,
Sorry to be so lazy and forgetful all at once.
I haven't really felt well and have been on some kind of 3 second delay.
You know like when you speak on the radio?
My mind is furry-like.
There is the seasonal changes that I don't adjust to very well, the emotional wavering that is hard to accept and the physical that is the result from it all.
Sometimes I just can't give the proper answer to why I am feeling so down in the dumps when questioned.
Yesterday, it was that I continued to miss my Dad.
My supports Dad's birthday was yesterday and I missed him also.
He too, has passed away.
However, somewhere in there was their kind words, antics, jokes and laughter.
They strummed their guitars to a 2-5 chord together and looked down upon us I am sure.
Then there is that halloween candy.
I don't do candy.
I do pasta and bread.
Pure carbohydric, I am.
So in the tradition of candy exchange, the kids dropped off candy on the dining room table,
albeit still traditon or not.
NEWSFLASH:
I am in the Lobby and two gentlemen appraoch me.
These are clients of ours to whom I have been introduced and am on a first name basis.
Ok, I 've seated them and decide to continue to type my blog.
The language becomes excessive and now vulgar, remarking about how one of their female co workers is a b*tch.
Now, I told you I am not myself lately.
Note: This is one of the questions I will have for GOD come the proper time; which is why do I always end up in these predicaments?
Well,
I let out this crazy voice like I had the power of a female god demanding they explain, B*ITCH!
I think I just scared them away.
Take your vitamins and eat your veggies, kids.
Life can be difficult.
GOD doesn't come in tablet form or from a tree... altho there is evidence of the fruits of your labor, so keep on praying.
Tomorrow should bring joy in the morning.
Sorry to be so lazy and forgetful all at once.
I haven't really felt well and have been on some kind of 3 second delay.
You know like when you speak on the radio?
My mind is furry-like.
There is the seasonal changes that I don't adjust to very well, the emotional wavering that is hard to accept and the physical that is the result from it all.
Sometimes I just can't give the proper answer to why I am feeling so down in the dumps when questioned.
Yesterday, it was that I continued to miss my Dad.
My supports Dad's birthday was yesterday and I missed him also.
He too, has passed away.
However, somewhere in there was their kind words, antics, jokes and laughter.
They strummed their guitars to a 2-5 chord together and looked down upon us I am sure.
Then there is that halloween candy.
I don't do candy.
I do pasta and bread.
Pure carbohydric, I am.
So in the tradition of candy exchange, the kids dropped off candy on the dining room table,
albeit still traditon or not.
NEWSFLASH:
I am in the Lobby and two gentlemen appraoch me.
These are clients of ours to whom I have been introduced and am on a first name basis.
Ok, I 've seated them and decide to continue to type my blog.
The language becomes excessive and now vulgar, remarking about how one of their female co workers is a b*tch.
Now, I told you I am not myself lately.
Note: This is one of the questions I will have for GOD come the proper time; which is why do I always end up in these predicaments?
Well,
I let out this crazy voice like I had the power of a female god demanding they explain, B*ITCH!
I think I just scared them away.
Take your vitamins and eat your veggies, kids.
Life can be difficult.
GOD doesn't come in tablet form or from a tree... altho there is evidence of the fruits of your labor, so keep on praying.
Tomorrow should bring joy in the morning.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Happy Hollow Weenie
I'm amazed at all the sexually explicit Halloween costumes this season.
PocoHottie, Ophelia Payne, RN, SPONGE Babe?!!!
Then there is the other catagory: SCARY.
How many Michael Jacksons and SCREAM can there be?
I find at work, Halloween gives those scary folk time to come out.
Time to dress or I should say "undress".
Yeah, we got a few roaming around half naked, in their sexy night clothes.
Nylon does not cover up all those rolls of fat so grossly displayed!
But worse than that, I think it gave a few guys here a readily available opportunity to dress in drag at no expense.
My costume is simple.
I am THE RECEPTIONIST : Skilled Achiever.
Yup, the Christian Heir's twin.
Giving GOD the glory!
Enjoy today.
Don't be scared either ...cause God's got your back ...long as you keep moving forward.
PocoHottie, Ophelia Payne, RN, SPONGE Babe?!!!
Then there is the other catagory: SCARY.
How many Michael Jacksons and SCREAM can there be?
I find at work, Halloween gives those scary folk time to come out.
Time to dress or I should say "undress".
Yeah, we got a few roaming around half naked, in their sexy night clothes.
Nylon does not cover up all those rolls of fat so grossly displayed!
But worse than that, I think it gave a few guys here a readily available opportunity to dress in drag at no expense.
My costume is simple.
I am THE RECEPTIONIST : Skilled Achiever.
Yup, the Christian Heir's twin.
Giving GOD the glory!
Enjoy today.
Don't be scared either ...cause God's got your back ...long as you keep moving forward.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Costumes
2040,
You are a day late and a stimulus package short.
Your sister and I had envisioned your designed President's costume over a week ago.
Please continue to eat your veggies,
I love you.
Mamma and Ked
p.s. The current blog is on the prior page, Dad..
You are a day late and a stimulus package short.
Your sister and I had envisioned your designed President's costume over a week ago.
Please continue to eat your veggies,
I love you.
Mamma and Ked
p.s. The current blog is on the prior page, Dad..
Heavenly candy
Folks...I'm sorry!
Man, I wasn't trying to make you all sad.
I was, just what I thought were happy thoughts... gonna drop by and leave a few Hershey bars.
I have even received a phone call from my collegues...(I guess someone other than Dad does read my blog!)
Papa is the coolest.
He is somewhere at the Hershey plant of Heaven, on the South End, down the street from Uncle John and Eddie, Papu Norman and Aunt Dot.
He is the Foreman there.
Running the program with his freshly ironed uniform;
Hmmmm. I wonder if Papu does the pressing himself?
His hat sits on the back of his little pea head.
He tells silly jokes and shouts about them N*$!!@#s who eat all the candy up.
He prays for us during his morning breaktime and smiles down on us in between Yankee games.
The Price is Right.
Pardon the pun... but we know salvation is his.
He has made us all happy for all the years we have known him.
What would make him stop now?
Enjoy the chocolates and brush your teeth after.
Man, I wasn't trying to make you all sad.
I was, just what I thought were happy thoughts... gonna drop by and leave a few Hershey bars.
I have even received a phone call from my collegues...(I guess someone other than Dad does read my blog!)
Papa is the coolest.
He is somewhere at the Hershey plant of Heaven, on the South End, down the street from Uncle John and Eddie, Papu Norman and Aunt Dot.
He is the Foreman there.
Running the program with his freshly ironed uniform;
Hmmmm. I wonder if Papu does the pressing himself?
His hat sits on the back of his little pea head.
He tells silly jokes and shouts about them N*$!!@#s who eat all the candy up.
He prays for us during his morning breaktime and smiles down on us in between Yankee games.
The Price is Right.
Pardon the pun... but we know salvation is his.
He has made us all happy for all the years we have known him.
What would make him stop now?
Enjoy the chocolates and brush your teeth after.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Kisses on PARK AVE,(Snicker) you nerd
I have been told everyone grieves differently.
We are coming up on Halloween and for our family, its a Christian approach we take more than feeding the Devil, altho we do celebrate.
Either we go to the "dress up as angels thing" at church or we Trick or Treat with a non-scary non-demonic outfit.
In any case, we get candy.
It has been tradition since our daughter was 5 years old to share candy with my Dad.
Particularly chocolate.
After a long pacing of streets, counting heads, trading for Snickers bars, running from scary teenagers, watching someone's beer soaked Dad be Frankenstein, or a large hairy gorilla, and checking out the houses...we travel back home.
But some where in there we always make a left turn instead of a right and go to Papa's house.
There, the dining room table is always awaiting, bare.
Except one napkin holder in the center.
We would come in exhausted, greet our Grandparents and they would laugh at our silly outfits they of which they had no idea of what each was.
Never the less, we would empty pillow cases, pumpkins baskets with handles, pockets,
onto the table.
The colors would jump out at us.
Especially the reds in a KIT KAT bar.
Everyone ran for the MOUNDS and ALMOND JOYS.
We are coming up on Halloween and for our family, its a Christian approach we take more than feeding the Devil, altho we do celebrate.
Either we go to the "dress up as angels thing" at church or we Trick or Treat with a non-scary non-demonic outfit.
In any case, we get candy.
It has been tradition since our daughter was 5 years old to share candy with my Dad.
Particularly chocolate.
After a long pacing of streets, counting heads, trading for Snickers bars, running from scary teenagers, watching someone's beer soaked Dad be Frankenstein, or a large hairy gorilla, and checking out the houses...we travel back home.
But some where in there we always make a left turn instead of a right and go to Papa's house.
There, the dining room table is always awaiting, bare.
Except one napkin holder in the center.
We would come in exhausted, greet our Grandparents and they would laugh at our silly outfits they of which they had no idea of what each was.
Never the less, we would empty pillow cases, pumpkins baskets with handles, pockets,
onto the table.
The colors would jump out at us.
Especially the reds in a KIT KAT bar.
Everyone ran for the MOUNDS and ALMOND JOYS.
SAVE THE BABY RUTHs for DAD.
Papa loves any chocolate so he just drooled and waited it out.
We would ask him his choices and he would say
in his Papa voice"Oh no, you guys eat your candy!"
All the while his hand was stretched out for a MR. GOODBAR.
We would separate the candy into piles; hard candies, licorice, large chocolate bars, peanuts, apples, raisins, now laters, some coin and distribute accordingly.
A glass quart Hellmann's mayonnaise jar held Papas portion of the candy.
He would take only enough to fill the jar.
By March he would still be checking to see if there was any chocolate left from Halloween, as dementia was setting in .
But despite the dementia, my Dad was the coolest Dad (other than my other Dad in California) and he was a piece of great work!
I will gather the children up on Saturday.
Load them in the car, drop them off to the Halloween party at the middle school, walk the streets with Ty and Ked, return to pick Poppi up and go to the homestead.
We will drop the candy on the table, separate it and pay homage to my Dad.
"Sweets for the sweet" he would say.
I love my Dad.
I miss him more, I do believe.
Papa loves any chocolate so he just drooled and waited it out.
We would ask him his choices and he would say
in his Papa voice"Oh no, you guys eat your candy!"
All the while his hand was stretched out for a MR. GOODBAR.
We would separate the candy into piles; hard candies, licorice, large chocolate bars, peanuts, apples, raisins, now laters, some coin and distribute accordingly.
A glass quart Hellmann's mayonnaise jar held Papas portion of the candy.
He would take only enough to fill the jar.
By March he would still be checking to see if there was any chocolate left from Halloween, as dementia was setting in .
But despite the dementia, my Dad was the coolest Dad (other than my other Dad in California) and he was a piece of great work!
I will gather the children up on Saturday.
Load them in the car, drop them off to the Halloween party at the middle school, walk the streets with Ty and Ked, return to pick Poppi up and go to the homestead.
We will drop the candy on the table, separate it and pay homage to my Dad.
"Sweets for the sweet" he would say.
I love my Dad.
I miss him more, I do believe.
and the candy? It will be music to my soul as bittersweet as it is.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Trusting GOD
od·ys·sey
(ŏd'ĭ-sē) n. pl. od·ys·seys
An extended adventurous voyage or trip.
An intellectual or spiritual quest: an odyssey of discovery
Yesterday our youngest grandchild was playfully engaged in a wrestling match with his brother, laughing that deep gurgling giggle, tapping him on his forehead and escaping under the covers only to have me yell from the kitchen,
" Someone is going to end up crying...go to bed guys!"
Well, in the midst of these little boys' wonderful imaginations and seriously heightened spirits
came a serious warning from (our) heavenly angel above.
Rizzi by name.
As my daughter and I watched Ty drift to another calming place we shared the shifting of his energy and questioned what was transpiring.
He had gone from silly to serious in a flash.
His face turned pale and he complained his tummy ached.
In less than an hour later, the phone rang with the ugly news that our dog Jack had been hurt.
Jack is 3000 miles away.
In the midst of all the ruckus going on in my living room I do believe that calming which came across Tyler's being, was for Jack.
Lately, I have been tested every way possible in this tumultuous journey I am on.
I have questioned my own Faith, tested the power of prayer, restricted myself to a place of which I have become stuck, failed yet another relationship and grown older, but wiser.
I think positive energy is imperative.
I think the power of your thoughts are everything in deciding the outcome of any given situation.
I think some times thinking can be damaging.
Yesterday brought me some very deep thoughts about GOD and the Universe and energies and placement and getting oneself into the proper place within yourself.
This day, I am going to ask God to ground me, give me courage and understanding as to where I am supposed to be.
In the meantime I am going to LISTEN closer to what I hear and follow my intuitive mind.
and while I'm at it?! ... forget what other folks think, its my Life.
...and my angels are watching over me, my Lord, angels watching over me.
(ŏd'ĭ-sē) n. pl. od·ys·seys
An extended adventurous voyage or trip.
An intellectual or spiritual quest: an odyssey of discovery
Yesterday our youngest grandchild was playfully engaged in a wrestling match with his brother, laughing that deep gurgling giggle, tapping him on his forehead and escaping under the covers only to have me yell from the kitchen,
" Someone is going to end up crying...go to bed guys!"
Well, in the midst of these little boys' wonderful imaginations and seriously heightened spirits
came a serious warning from (our) heavenly angel above.
Rizzi by name.
As my daughter and I watched Ty drift to another calming place we shared the shifting of his energy and questioned what was transpiring.
He had gone from silly to serious in a flash.
His face turned pale and he complained his tummy ached.
In less than an hour later, the phone rang with the ugly news that our dog Jack had been hurt.
Jack is 3000 miles away.
In the midst of all the ruckus going on in my living room I do believe that calming which came across Tyler's being, was for Jack.
Lately, I have been tested every way possible in this tumultuous journey I am on.
I have questioned my own Faith, tested the power of prayer, restricted myself to a place of which I have become stuck, failed yet another relationship and grown older, but wiser.
I think positive energy is imperative.
I think the power of your thoughts are everything in deciding the outcome of any given situation.
I think some times thinking can be damaging.
Yesterday brought me some very deep thoughts about GOD and the Universe and energies and placement and getting oneself into the proper place within yourself.
This day, I am going to ask God to ground me, give me courage and understanding as to where I am supposed to be.
In the meantime I am going to LISTEN closer to what I hear and follow my intuitive mind.
and while I'm at it?! ... forget what other folks think, its my Life.
...and my angels are watching over me, my Lord, angels watching over me.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
cell phones
I think we should ban cell phones in their entirety!
I have lost mine, again, and I am at a total dysfunction.
Actually I have not lost it, I have LEFT it with my support by accident.
I forgot it when my hands were full and I was leaving the car.
So why does he so calmly tell me to call him when I get close to the house to make sure he is there.
HELLO!
I left my cell phone in your car.
So I can't call you.
and no, I am not gonna sit in the driveway.
and yes, my set of keys is with the cellphone.
and no I won't climb thru the window.
I freaked out today while going to get some lunch.
Boston Marklet. 5 blocks away...
What if my car broke down?
What if I needed to call home?
What time is it?
It took me 12 radio stations and 30 minutes to fine the correct time.
Where is my phone?
What did we do when we had no cell phones?
Call me and let me know, while I relax and de-stress.
Have a great night.
I have lost mine, again, and I am at a total dysfunction.
Actually I have not lost it, I have LEFT it with my support by accident.
I forgot it when my hands were full and I was leaving the car.
So why does he so calmly tell me to call him when I get close to the house to make sure he is there.
HELLO!
I left my cell phone in your car.
So I can't call you.
and no, I am not gonna sit in the driveway.
and yes, my set of keys is with the cellphone.
and no I won't climb thru the window.
I freaked out today while going to get some lunch.
Boston Marklet. 5 blocks away...
What if my car broke down?
What if I needed to call home?
What time is it?
It took me 12 radio stations and 30 minutes to fine the correct time.
Where is my phone?
What did we do when we had no cell phones?
Call me and let me know, while I relax and de-stress.
Have a great night.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Blog entry number 175
It is recommended that we all read this at least once a week.
It was written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio. "
1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick.
Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.
19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else .
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.
25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words, 'In five years will this matter?'
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive everyone for everything.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.
30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.
35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.
41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
42. The best is yet to come....
43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
44. Yield.
45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift."
It was written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio. "
1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick.
Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.
19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else .
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.
25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words, 'In five years will this matter?'
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive everyone for everything.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.
30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.
35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.
41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
42. The best is yet to come....
43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
44. Yield.
45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift."
quick giggles
Overheard from the 12 year old grandkids:
I am not sure if this was locker room talk or just a bad translation from the younger population.
I'll refer to them as the Millieum Kids.
I am sure my then husband can relate also as we have pre -millieum kids.
So we know the best of both worlds.
Hmmmm. Come to think of it... last night I text ed him a shot of the youngest grandson sleeping. He was tucked comfortably in between the blankets, gently a hold of Pastor Scooter, the stuffed animal he loves so much. His little face was angelic and he was resting so peacefully. It is hard to believe when he is awake he is busting out condoms and riding Mary Gets Around til he gets sick dizzy. But...
I digress.
So, these two teenagers are talking about Life.
Not even 12 years into the journey they have the majority of it a** backwards and think they know it all.
Question. What is all? At 55 years old I am not sure what all is yet.
Anyhow, the BigOne says:
"Mom, Someone told me I am a bastard.
They said I was a bastard because you and Dad don't live together.
Mind you, this is 2009.
How many married couples do YOU know?
Plus "Dad" these days usually doesn't live at home.
All of this is sad to say but there is love and laughter at the end of this segment.
So she, pauses, stutters , questions her answers in her mind and he impatiently says,
"Well, if I am a bastard, how do I stop being one."
Priceless.
All the while the second BigOne strokes the other one's ego while remarking of these complexed situations they are all facing together...
He says:
"Well, I hear if you get child support you have it in an account.
Maybe I can get $200.00 out of it for a IPOD.
Yeah, Life has changed a bit.
We are experiencing separation in our circle right now.
Everyone grieves differently.
Altho I must say it is challenging, I can promise you GOD still hears our pleas, and thank yous. (That was a funny! Go ahead, laugh.)
Keep praying, laughing and remember tomorrow, if it comes, will be different.
I love you all.
I am not sure if this was locker room talk or just a bad translation from the younger population.
I'll refer to them as the Millieum Kids.
I am sure my then husband can relate also as we have pre -millieum kids.
So we know the best of both worlds.
Hmmmm. Come to think of it... last night I text ed him a shot of the youngest grandson sleeping. He was tucked comfortably in between the blankets, gently a hold of Pastor Scooter, the stuffed animal he loves so much. His little face was angelic and he was resting so peacefully. It is hard to believe when he is awake he is busting out condoms and riding Mary Gets Around til he gets sick dizzy. But...
I digress.
So, these two teenagers are talking about Life.
Not even 12 years into the journey they have the majority of it a** backwards and think they know it all.
Question. What is all? At 55 years old I am not sure what all is yet.
Anyhow, the BigOne says:
"Mom, Someone told me I am a bastard.
They said I was a bastard because you and Dad don't live together.
Mind you, this is 2009.
How many married couples do YOU know?
Plus "Dad" these days usually doesn't live at home.
All of this is sad to say but there is love and laughter at the end of this segment.
So she, pauses, stutters , questions her answers in her mind and he impatiently says,
"Well, if I am a bastard, how do I stop being one."
Priceless.
All the while the second BigOne strokes the other one's ego while remarking of these complexed situations they are all facing together...
He says:
"Well, I hear if you get child support you have it in an account.
Maybe I can get $200.00 out of it for a IPOD.
Yeah, Life has changed a bit.
We are experiencing separation in our circle right now.
Everyone grieves differently.
Altho I must say it is challenging, I can promise you GOD still hears our pleas, and thank yous. (That was a funny! Go ahead, laugh.)
Keep praying, laughing and remember tomorrow, if it comes, will be different.
I love you all.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
check the mailbox
I am so sorry to say the mail has not come yet today.
It has been almost an entire week.
I wonder where mail goes when it does not arrive on time?
I had made an order for a lovely two piece outfit that had gone on sale at NY&Co and I ordered it online at a fraction of the cost paid for the original outfit I received from the store.
I was truly excited as this ouotfit was a nice matte jersey print. A skirt just the proper length, and the top was too sexy! It was a nice transitional piece. Something I could carry with us when we travel. I could wear it almost all four seasons with the proper accesories. I couldn't wait!!!
I saw the transaction come thru on my statement.
I went thru the entire weekend.
I wondered when it would come.
But no outfit.
I called the company and they gave me a tracking number.
I searched for where it could be.
It had come and gone!
The mailman had deliberately not left a notice.
He said three flights up was too far to walk.
Was it my fault I live on the third floor?
It had been sent back to the company.
Now, it was no longer available and it was dirt cheap to start with, so I was sure they were all sold out!
I was livid.
But, as GOD would have it, and only after I repented for my bad attitude, cursing the mailman and being unhappy at the course my journey had taken,
yup! I found it in the thrift store.
Size 6, brand new.
Patience. That 's what GOD asks of us.
Wait on the Lord.
Whatever is happening is guaranteed HIS PLAN.
If its not in the mail today, get excited!
God is coming from another direction; just be patient.
It has been almost an entire week.
I wonder where mail goes when it does not arrive on time?
I had made an order for a lovely two piece outfit that had gone on sale at NY&Co and I ordered it online at a fraction of the cost paid for the original outfit I received from the store.
I was truly excited as this ouotfit was a nice matte jersey print. A skirt just the proper length, and the top was too sexy! It was a nice transitional piece. Something I could carry with us when we travel. I could wear it almost all four seasons with the proper accesories. I couldn't wait!!!
I saw the transaction come thru on my statement.
I went thru the entire weekend.
I wondered when it would come.
But no outfit.
I called the company and they gave me a tracking number.
I searched for where it could be.
It had come and gone!
The mailman had deliberately not left a notice.
He said three flights up was too far to walk.
Was it my fault I live on the third floor?
It had been sent back to the company.
Now, it was no longer available and it was dirt cheap to start with, so I was sure they were all sold out!
I was livid.
But, as GOD would have it, and only after I repented for my bad attitude, cursing the mailman and being unhappy at the course my journey had taken,
yup! I found it in the thrift store.
Size 6, brand new.
Patience. That 's what GOD asks of us.
Wait on the Lord.
Whatever is happening is guaranteed HIS PLAN.
If its not in the mail today, get excited!
God is coming from another direction; just be patient.
SELAH
This is from SELAH and was sent to me by Claudia.
Thank you Claude!
Enjoy....
Are you facing a situation today that seems impossible?
Even if you don´t see how things will work out, remember, you are created to overcome.
As a child of the Most High God, the Greater One lives on the inside of you.
There are seeds of faith planted in your heart, and the way you activate those seeds is by stepping into Obedience in any area of your life where you are in disobedience.
Begin exercising faith and believing what God has declared in spite of present circumstances.
Begin to declare, "God is bigger than this problem. I am created to overcome.
I am destined to live in victory because the Greater One lives inside of me."
Friend, when you start speaking like that, all of heaven hears you and gets behind what you are saying.
That´s why it´s so important to stir up the fire that God has placed on the inside of you.
Don´t just sit back and be passive.
That obstacle may look impossible, but God wouldn´t have allowed it in your life if He didn´t already know that you could overcome it!
Quit looking at your difficulties as obstacles that are going to hold you back and start looking at them as opportunities that are going to push you forward into the live of victory He has in store for you!
Today's Prayer:
Father in heaven, thank You for Your promise of victory.
Fill my heart with Your peace and joy today and help me to stay focused on You.
Help me to walk in Obedience so that I can talk Faith with Power & Confidence.
In Jesus Name. ~Amen.
Thank you Claude!
Enjoy....
Are you facing a situation today that seems impossible?
Even if you don´t see how things will work out, remember, you are created to overcome.
As a child of the Most High God, the Greater One lives on the inside of you.
There are seeds of faith planted in your heart, and the way you activate those seeds is by stepping into Obedience in any area of your life where you are in disobedience.
Begin exercising faith and believing what God has declared in spite of present circumstances.
Begin to declare, "God is bigger than this problem. I am created to overcome.
I am destined to live in victory because the Greater One lives inside of me."
Friend, when you start speaking like that, all of heaven hears you and gets behind what you are saying.
That´s why it´s so important to stir up the fire that God has placed on the inside of you.
Don´t just sit back and be passive.
That obstacle may look impossible, but God wouldn´t have allowed it in your life if He didn´t already know that you could overcome it!
Quit looking at your difficulties as obstacles that are going to hold you back and start looking at them as opportunities that are going to push you forward into the live of victory He has in store for you!
Today's Prayer:
Father in heaven, thank You for Your promise of victory.
Fill my heart with Your peace and joy today and help me to stay focused on You.
Help me to walk in Obedience so that I can talk Faith with Power & Confidence.
In Jesus Name. ~Amen.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Apologies
Hey family, friends, and readers,
I am sorry to be away for so long.
We took a mini va ca and mixed it with the holiday weekend and got lazy from it all.
Plus for some reason, (GOD, only YOU know), why folks have been asking me to pray for them.
I am encouraged to do so.
It only lets me know I am in line and keeping God's Will, or at least attempting to.
That, and the Enemy is busy trying to throw a monkey wrench in it all.
Yup, sugars are all over the place again.
For no reason my sugars are gone haywire.
I know I need to start walk again.
My support is getting antsy about me not walking.
The weather is changing and time is creeping up on us.
Soon snow will be on the ground.
But being the victor I am, all is well.
I am sure Our Creator can take care of a closing, heart surgery; a triple bypass no less, fleas, rent, a job, money, transportation, tuition, music contracts and Love.
My radio station is speaking about FORGIVENESS this month.
I heard this morning a little quip which The Holy Spirit struck me hard with.
You don't have to worry about changing anybody or anything.
GOD IS IN CONTROL.
(They) are who they are and are going to be who they are from here on in.
They were who they are, yesterday.
Accept it.
God takes care of you; so He will take care of them.
Leave it alone.
Let it go.
and enjoy what GOD has Planned for you, TODAY.
Gonna go get some rest, thank GOD in advance for my healing, their new home, successful surgery,no fleas, finances, contracts and LOVE.
Be blessed.
I am sorry to be away for so long.
We took a mini va ca and mixed it with the holiday weekend and got lazy from it all.
Plus for some reason, (GOD, only YOU know), why folks have been asking me to pray for them.
I am encouraged to do so.
It only lets me know I am in line and keeping God's Will, or at least attempting to.
That, and the Enemy is busy trying to throw a monkey wrench in it all.
Yup, sugars are all over the place again.
For no reason my sugars are gone haywire.
I know I need to start walk again.
My support is getting antsy about me not walking.
The weather is changing and time is creeping up on us.
Soon snow will be on the ground.
But being the victor I am, all is well.
I am sure Our Creator can take care of a closing, heart surgery; a triple bypass no less, fleas, rent, a job, money, transportation, tuition, music contracts and Love.
My radio station is speaking about FORGIVENESS this month.
I heard this morning a little quip which The Holy Spirit struck me hard with.
You don't have to worry about changing anybody or anything.
GOD IS IN CONTROL.
(They) are who they are and are going to be who they are from here on in.
They were who they are, yesterday.
Accept it.
God takes care of you; so He will take care of them.
Leave it alone.
Let it go.
and enjoy what GOD has Planned for you, TODAY.
Gonna go get some rest, thank GOD in advance for my healing, their new home, successful surgery,no fleas, finances, contracts and LOVE.
Be blessed.
Friday, October 09, 2009
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
party on peoples
Hey!
Let me tell you when I say I have a great place of employment I have a super place to work.
We are celebrating Breast Awareness this week. The spread of food was fantabulous. The proceeds go to a great cause and ya' get to laugh at all your co workers who be trying to take home the free beer.
Nah, but I 'll tell you I never knew you could do so much with a Triscut.
Wasn't it Pigs in A Blanket that was the hit at all the get togethers?
Well, I have to be grateful to GOD for this event.
I was a hit with my prettier than ever pink dress.
Everyone wore pink today.
Plus for those folk who did not partake in the dressing of the wolves, (yup) they wolf down every bit of cheese spread they can if its free! I made pink badges for them. Streams of pink ribbon, pink hearts and the pink cure emblem out of paper.
It was quite heartwarming to me.
For all of you who are in remission, thank you God.
And the rest of you keep the Faith!
God has your back just keep moving forward!
Let me tell you when I say I have a great place of employment I have a super place to work.
We are celebrating Breast Awareness this week. The spread of food was fantabulous. The proceeds go to a great cause and ya' get to laugh at all your co workers who be trying to take home the free beer.
Nah, but I 'll tell you I never knew you could do so much with a Triscut.
Wasn't it Pigs in A Blanket that was the hit at all the get togethers?
Well, I have to be grateful to GOD for this event.
I was a hit with my prettier than ever pink dress.
Everyone wore pink today.
Plus for those folk who did not partake in the dressing of the wolves, (yup) they wolf down every bit of cheese spread they can if its free! I made pink badges for them. Streams of pink ribbon, pink hearts and the pink cure emblem out of paper.
It was quite heartwarming to me.
For all of you who are in remission, thank you God.
And the rest of you keep the Faith!
God has your back just keep moving forward!
gurls,ugh.
Well, I am now officially OLD.
Not an older woman because I can now see the little pudgy tummy under my belt.
Not an older woman because I have reached my 50's.
Not and older woman.
I am old.
My grandkid has raging hormones.
My daughter has misplaced hormones.
I, don't have any hormones left cause I am old.
Now, old is not a bad thing, it just is.
I found out I was old when I came home yesterday
and found my grandson under parental house arrest
because he missed 2 homework assignments and got a C- on a quiz.
That whole repeat scenario (of when our kids were little) made me old.
Just like that.
No warning, no hotflashes, no letter from any state agency.
Then to boot, my then husband calls.
Last time I checked he lived 3000 miles away.
Apparently being Dad/GP has no boundaries and the assignment is eternal.
Plus what they call Mother's instinct, must roll over into Daddy intuition (probably at birth),
I do believe.
With all of that, mind you, I had just walked thru the door.
I was thrown backwards about 30 years yesterday, then bounced back to current era like a #8 rubber band.
But the best is yet to come.
The brilliant deduction is:
Tatiana.
Yup, since the inception of the gurl next door, Tatiana, that pretty even toned, soft skinned 12 year old with the budding... ok ok so I'm old!
Well his time has been divied up between her and her gurl and not to Mrs. Whatever,
6th grade English teacher.
So while I am old.
He is having a great time being young.
More news at 11.
Not an older woman because I can now see the little pudgy tummy under my belt.
Not an older woman because I have reached my 50's.
Not and older woman.
I am old.
My grandkid has raging hormones.
My daughter has misplaced hormones.
I, don't have any hormones left cause I am old.
Now, old is not a bad thing, it just is.
I found out I was old when I came home yesterday
and found my grandson under parental house arrest
because he missed 2 homework assignments and got a C- on a quiz.
That whole repeat scenario (of when our kids were little) made me old.
Just like that.
No warning, no hotflashes, no letter from any state agency.
Then to boot, my then husband calls.
Last time I checked he lived 3000 miles away.
Apparently being Dad/GP has no boundaries and the assignment is eternal.
Plus what they call Mother's instinct, must roll over into Daddy intuition (probably at birth),
I do believe.
With all of that, mind you, I had just walked thru the door.
I was thrown backwards about 30 years yesterday, then bounced back to current era like a #8 rubber band.
But the best is yet to come.
The brilliant deduction is:
Tatiana.
Yup, since the inception of the gurl next door, Tatiana, that pretty even toned, soft skinned 12 year old with the budding... ok ok so I'm old!
Well his time has been divied up between her and her gurl and not to Mrs. Whatever,
6th grade English teacher.
So while I am old.
He is having a great time being young.
More news at 11.
Quote of Forever
Before you read this, I will state my disclaimer and hope this does not offend anyone.
With the MOON as large and beautiful as it is, I am a serious romantic this week.
Probably next week I'll be a b*tch.
So enjoy it while you can.
I found this quote in my Journey while researching something entirely different on the Internet.
It hit me with such beauty.
I made me smile.
I reminded me of too much.
Then, of course for those of you who know me, I cried.
If you allow the words to seep in, you will reap the benefit of reading this passage.
Enjoy this day.
With the MOON as large and beautiful as it is, I am a serious romantic this week.
Probably next week I'll be a b*tch.
So enjoy it while you can.
I found this quote in my Journey while researching something entirely different on the Internet.
It hit me with such beauty.
I made me smile.
I reminded me of too much.
Then, of course for those of you who know me, I cried.
If you allow the words to seep in, you will reap the benefit of reading this passage.
Enjoy this day.
The sexual embrace can only be compared with music and with prayer.
Monday, October 05, 2009
BE BACK TOMORROW
WOW... DID YOU SEE THE HUGE ORANGE MOON LAST NIGHT?
GOROGEOUS.
SLEPT LIKE A BABY.
GONNA DO IT AGAIN TONITE.
THE SEASON IS CHANGING.
TRYING TO GET TO THE NORTH FOR A RIDE AND VIEW THE CHANGING COLORS.
NO NEW NEWS, WHICH MEANS TOMORROW STAY TUNED.
ALL IS WARM ON THE HOMEFRONT.
SOMETHING HAS TO HAPPEN SOON.
SO TUNE IN TOMORROW.
GO LISTEN TO THE MUSIC AND ENJOY.
GOD LOVES YOU.
GOROGEOUS.
SLEPT LIKE A BABY.
GONNA DO IT AGAIN TONITE.
THE SEASON IS CHANGING.
TRYING TO GET TO THE NORTH FOR A RIDE AND VIEW THE CHANGING COLORS.
NO NEW NEWS, WHICH MEANS TOMORROW STAY TUNED.
ALL IS WARM ON THE HOMEFRONT.
SOMETHING HAS TO HAPPEN SOON.
SO TUNE IN TOMORROW.
GO LISTEN TO THE MUSIC AND ENJOY.
GOD LOVES YOU.
Friday, October 02, 2009
Speaking the same language
I just had this wonderful converstion with a client of ours.
Sometimes when you second guess your Life, the things we do in this Journey...things we encounter daily, it is so
nice to have GOD send you someone who tells your story without even knowing what they are doing.
This woman gave me her history and answered every question, idea, thought, doubt and fear I might have all in a matter of 30 minutes.
But even more, I coulda swore she was reciting MY LIFE.
The only difference was the names.
I guess to protect the innocent.
It's interesting the way answers come by you.
Thank you GOD.
YOU are amazing.
Sometimes when you second guess your Life, the things we do in this Journey...things we encounter daily, it is so
nice to have GOD send you someone who tells your story without even knowing what they are doing.
This woman gave me her history and answered every question, idea, thought, doubt and fear I might have all in a matter of 30 minutes.
But even more, I coulda swore she was reciting MY LIFE.
The only difference was the names.
I guess to protect the innocent.
It's interesting the way answers come by you.
Thank you GOD.
YOU are amazing.
Time to Choose
1) Coke or Pepsi?
2) Lake or ocean?
3) Cake or pie?
4) Drive or fly?
5) Train or boat?
6) One million dollars or great health?
7) Sandy beaches or snowy slopes?
8) Sports car or SUV?
9) Red meat or veggies?
10)Cash or credit?
Just a little sumpin' for you to ponder this day.
Chances are, you have two different types of sodas in your home if you drink' em.
You have a lake near you or are fortunate enough to be within driving distance to the ocean.
Cake? Possibly there is a bakery in your neighborhood. Or better yet your Mom is still on this Earth and able to bake you one or the other. HALLELUJAH.
You have a working car? You are going to or have flown to the vacation destination of your choice. The train passes you each day in your travels or your boat has just been docked.
One million dollars? Play the Lottery with that dolla you earned from your 9-5. Eat your veggies and keep great health. Then thank Our Creator, Our Heavenly Father for taking care of us unconditionally. HE doesn't even charge...so you can keep your cash and credit.
Have a good weekend,
Stay blessed and be a blessing.
2) Lake or ocean?
3) Cake or pie?
4) Drive or fly?
5) Train or boat?
6) One million dollars or great health?
7) Sandy beaches or snowy slopes?
8) Sports car or SUV?
9) Red meat or veggies?
10)Cash or credit?
Just a little sumpin' for you to ponder this day.
Chances are, you have two different types of sodas in your home if you drink' em.
You have a lake near you or are fortunate enough to be within driving distance to the ocean.
Cake? Possibly there is a bakery in your neighborhood. Or better yet your Mom is still on this Earth and able to bake you one or the other. HALLELUJAH.
You have a working car? You are going to or have flown to the vacation destination of your choice. The train passes you each day in your travels or your boat has just been docked.
One million dollars? Play the Lottery with that dolla you earned from your 9-5. Eat your veggies and keep great health. Then thank Our Creator, Our Heavenly Father for taking care of us unconditionally. HE doesn't even charge...so you can keep your cash and credit.
Have a good weekend,
Stay blessed and be a blessing.
Thursday, October 01, 2009
Dedicated to 2040
NEWSFLASH!
UNFORTUNATELY, EVERYTING CAN NOT BE DONE AS PLANNED!
YOU ARE NOT IN CONTROL.
Life is not ours; but GOD's own.
We are only here to live it, and faithfully, as He so shows us through His Word.
~mamma '09
There are three great events in our lives: birth, life and death.
Of birth we have no conscience; with death, we suffer; and, concerning life, we forget to live it.
~Jean de La Bruyère, 1645-1596, French moralist
When you don’t have any money, the problem is food.
When you have money, it’s sex.
When you have both, is health.
~J. P. Donleavy, American writer, A Fairy Tale of New York
Hmmmmm...
I FEEL GOOD ~James Brown
UNFORTUNATELY, EVERYTING CAN NOT BE DONE AS PLANNED!
YOU ARE NOT IN CONTROL.
Life is not ours; but GOD's own.
We are only here to live it, and faithfully, as He so shows us through His Word.
~mamma '09
There are three great events in our lives: birth, life and death.
Of birth we have no conscience; with death, we suffer; and, concerning life, we forget to live it.
~Jean de La Bruyère, 1645-1596, French moralist
When you don’t have any money, the problem is food.
When you have money, it’s sex.
When you have both, is health.
~J. P. Donleavy, American writer, A Fairy Tale of New York
Hmmmmm...
I FEEL GOOD ~James Brown
Experience is the name so many people give to their mistakes. ~Oscar Wilde, 1854-1900
Happiness is good health and a bad memory.
Attributed to Ingrid Bergman, 1917-1982, Swedish actress
Life is a cabaret old chum, come to the cabaret!
What good is sitting alone in your room
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum, Come to the cabaret.
Put down the knitting,
the book and the broom
It's time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum Come to the cabaret.
Come taste the wine,
come hear the band
Come blow your horn, start celebrating
Right this way, your table's waiting.
What good's permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away
Life is a cabaret, old chum So come to the cabaret.
I used to have a girlfriend known as Elsie
With whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't what you'd call a blushing flower
As a matter of fact she rented by the hour.
The day she died the neighbours came to snicker
Well that's what comes from too much pills and liquor
But when I saw her laid out like a queen
She was the happiest corpse I'd ever seen.
I think of Elsie to this very day
I remember how she'd turn to me and say:
What good is sitting all alone in your room
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum Come to the cabaret.
And as for me, and as for me
I made my mind up back in Chelsea
When I go I am going like Elsie.
Start by admitting from cradle to tomb
It isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum
It's only a cabaret old chum
And I love a cabaret.
Happy Birthday Nonnie!
My other Mom's birthday is today!
October 1st.
How awesome that is to me since I love from August 15th- whenever the time changes.
I love the change of the colors in the trees.
The transformation is beautiful.
The colors are as brisk as the air.
The days get darker faster but until the time changes,
to me, it is a slow and very much enjoyed transition.
By this time too, we haven't quite made it to Thanksgiving
so we are just getting in to the holiday mode.
Kris' birthday comes next on the 15th of October.
We found him so no need to worry that he may be missing in action come his big day.
Besides, I overheard him commenting to his sister he is waiting for his birthday
so he can have some money.
Kris, got to love him.
If you can find him.
October 1st.
How awesome that is to me since I love from August 15th- whenever the time changes.
I love the change of the colors in the trees.
The transformation is beautiful.
The colors are as brisk as the air.
The days get darker faster but until the time changes,
to me, it is a slow and very much enjoyed transition.
By this time too, we haven't quite made it to Thanksgiving
so we are just getting in to the holiday mode.
Kris' birthday comes next on the 15th of October.
We found him so no need to worry that he may be missing in action come his big day.
Besides, I overheard him commenting to his sister he is waiting for his birthday
so he can have some money.
Kris, got to love him.
If you can find him.
On time again
Peanut butter and jelly.
If you are 5 years old and Tyler, its a treat.
If you are 30 and Ked its a &*^$^(#@* bad way to start the morning.
Everyone got up on time today.
They hustled and brushed their teeth, washed their faces, got new underwear, had their backpacks ready, smiled happily and was off to school!
I lay in the bed dozing in and out to the hustle bustle, meditating, praying, focusing on being prepared for whatever GOD has for me today.
I was the last one to rise.
My whole regimen took less than 15 minutes to get ready and dressed.
I am on the way out the door and Ty is changing his clothes.
Hmmmm, I think.
What now?
Well he dropped PB&J all over him.
As he licked the remaining spots off his shirt, Ked wails and flies his pants in front of my face like a flag, blowing at half staff ...in Tyler's honor.
Yes, I drove them, again.
Each day I am truly amazed at what God has to teach me.
Each day I am in awe of how the lesson is given.
I never see it coming; it is usually not until the end of the day...
at night when I slow down and reflect on the day and settle into my nighttime prayers.
Either HE is miraculously holding back time or I am adjusting as their Grand mommy.
I got to work early again this morning.
Love this Life, its full of blessings.
~Christian
If you are 5 years old and Tyler, its a treat.
If you are 30 and Ked its a &*^$^(#@* bad way to start the morning.
Everyone got up on time today.
They hustled and brushed their teeth, washed their faces, got new underwear, had their backpacks ready, smiled happily and was off to school!
I lay in the bed dozing in and out to the hustle bustle, meditating, praying, focusing on being prepared for whatever GOD has for me today.
I was the last one to rise.
My whole regimen took less than 15 minutes to get ready and dressed.
I am on the way out the door and Ty is changing his clothes.
Hmmmm, I think.
What now?
Well he dropped PB&J all over him.
As he licked the remaining spots off his shirt, Ked wails and flies his pants in front of my face like a flag, blowing at half staff ...in Tyler's honor.
Yes, I drove them, again.
Each day I am truly amazed at what God has to teach me.
Each day I am in awe of how the lesson is given.
I never see it coming; it is usually not until the end of the day...
at night when I slow down and reflect on the day and settle into my nighttime prayers.
Either HE is miraculously holding back time or I am adjusting as their Grand mommy.
I got to work early again this morning.
Love this Life, its full of blessings.
~Christian
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Blog Blog Blog...
Opinions. You know what they're like...
My co worker amuses me. Amuses, not amazes.
She laughs at my blogs and our children, raves about the great connection we all have to one another and only wishes her relationship with her support was half as rewarding as mine and my "then " husband!
She says our greatest blessing is to be able to laugh and share.
She loves the fact that 2040 will be in office while she is still able to vote.
Once in a while she will come out to the Lobby and remark about what ever I have blogged on that day.
Today she came out and the Lobby was full.
I used to work Geriatrics a long time ago.
I was back on the job wrangling up all the old fogeys, walking 'em to the potty, screaming to the top of my lungs to those who can't hear.
For some reason The Salon booked all the seniors today.
While they awaited their appointments they milled around discussing what their particular Senior Center had scheduled for the upcoming Fall events.
They spoke of church gatherings and grandkids.
All the while I am in 7th Heaven, entertaining and assisting.
My co worker says I don't need to write to blog.
I'm a natural.
I hope that means that I am living up to my name,
The Christian Heir.
I'm trying my best.
My co worker amuses me. Amuses, not amazes.
She laughs at my blogs and our children, raves about the great connection we all have to one another and only wishes her relationship with her support was half as rewarding as mine and my "then " husband!
She says our greatest blessing is to be able to laugh and share.
She loves the fact that 2040 will be in office while she is still able to vote.
Once in a while she will come out to the Lobby and remark about what ever I have blogged on that day.
Today she came out and the Lobby was full.
I used to work Geriatrics a long time ago.
I was back on the job wrangling up all the old fogeys, walking 'em to the potty, screaming to the top of my lungs to those who can't hear.
For some reason The Salon booked all the seniors today.
While they awaited their appointments they milled around discussing what their particular Senior Center had scheduled for the upcoming Fall events.
They spoke of church gatherings and grandkids.
All the while I am in 7th Heaven, entertaining and assisting.
My co worker says I don't need to write to blog.
I'm a natural.
I hope that means that I am living up to my name,
The Christian Heir.
I'm trying my best.
For those of you who know me, it is what it is, I digress.
Honey,
I coulda' told you YESTERDAY what was gonna transpire today.
Yup, I'm meditating and at the end of my prayer, the clock goes off ...6:50am.
Now I ain't got to be to work til 8:30.
How much time does it take this 54 year old woman to get dressed? I been doing it for years!
The sun is up but today it's cloudy.
I have taught them munchkins to sleep with the lights off now.
(Tell me, can you really see the light when you are in REM and drooling over my newly purchased pillows, uh, down pillows?)
So the room was dark this morning.
No TV blarring, no lights on.
Back in the day, the "snow" would have been on the screen.
Geezzz what I could buy with the money spent on electricity when my then husband used to leave the TV...
HEY! that's where they get it from!!!!!!.
Is that kind of stuff genetic?
Oh well. I digress.
It was dark and everyone was asleep.
Yup, if the ChristianHeir wasn't trying to do right, we'd been rushing around LATE again for school.
So, we did revelie, did I spell that right? You know, da da da da da ...da.da.da.da.da.. Wake up call Army style?
"Get up", I yelled.
Yes, I drove them again.
and I got to work on time.
I coulda' told you YESTERDAY what was gonna transpire today.
Yup, I'm meditating and at the end of my prayer, the clock goes off ...6:50am.
Now I ain't got to be to work til 8:30.
How much time does it take this 54 year old woman to get dressed? I been doing it for years!
The sun is up but today it's cloudy.
I have taught them munchkins to sleep with the lights off now.
(Tell me, can you really see the light when you are in REM and drooling over my newly purchased pillows, uh, down pillows?)
So the room was dark this morning.
No TV blarring, no lights on.
Back in the day, the "snow" would have been on the screen.
Geezzz what I could buy with the money spent on electricity when my then husband used to leave the TV...
HEY! that's where they get it from!!!!!!.
Is that kind of stuff genetic?
Oh well. I digress.
It was dark and everyone was asleep.
Yup, if the ChristianHeir wasn't trying to do right, we'd been rushing around LATE again for school.
So, we did revelie, did I spell that right? You know, da da da da da ...da.da.da.da.da.. Wake up call Army style?
"Get up", I yelled.
Yes, I drove them again.
and I got to work on time.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
real thinkin'
I was so ready to blog today, but, this is how Life goes...
I think the Journey is what you make it.
I think Life is what the Journey is.
I wasn't feeling well last night.
Too many pigs- in -a -blanket that Ked made.
Don't get me wrong, they were delish ... I just ate too many.
Rich food doesn't like me any more.
Pillsbury dough is hardly rich, but whatever.
So I was up all night, sittin', flushin' oh sorry... TMI.
But the real thing is when I finally got to sleep it was time to get up.
I always set my alarm for 3 times in the morning so I can do my meditating, prayer and roll outta bed gracefully.
Last Friday was the last of half day Fridays so the summer schedule is back to 8:30 - 5:00pm.
So that meant I got to sleep in a little longer this morning.
Well, was I thinking about waking anyone else up?
No.
So when I finally arose, there they are... ALL the kids snoring, sleeping, late for school!!!!!
I got blamed.
Me, the ChristianHeir.
Yeah, my neck got bent...a little.
But when I finally got to work, on time, I reflected on how great the day was thus far.
Got to see Mary Gets Around cross the street with crosswalk man...then jet into the building like he was on fire, or someone was chasing him.
He's kinda chunky, so ....
Too funny!
I think he was scared.
Then the big one is just the opposite.
I'm SCREAMING out the window, "move it! you're late!!!"
While my dearest of Princesses, PrincessSqueal, rolls back into bed and snuggles up to quiet once more.
I love family.
So does Dad.
He TeXes ( slang for several text messages) us all at the same time.
(I'm surprised he hasn't text us yet about this morning)
We are all in the same tiny a** room at my house.
He texts us like we are all over the world or something!
We get laughing and having fun with Dad as our phones go off simultaneously!
It's simply marvelous.
It's soooooooooooo Dad.
So altho it was hectic this morning, it was still such a blessing.
God has such a sense of humor.
The lesson for today?
Take whatever is given to you immediately when you get it.
Do not ponder or fuss, reject (its a blessing), or loose yourself being unappreciative.
Just take what GOD gives you today and hold it in the palm of your hand.
Tightly.
Look at it carefully.
Savor it.
Trust that GOD has you exactly where you need to be.
Then run with whatever He has given you and FLY!
His Wings will hold you up.
P.S. I will still inform you about Rocky/Rachel and we will talk about growing up or out ... tomorrow, maybe, depends on the kids. hehehheehhehehe
Hey, anybody seen Kris?
I think the Journey is what you make it.
I think Life is what the Journey is.
I wasn't feeling well last night.
Too many pigs- in -a -blanket that Ked made.
Don't get me wrong, they were delish ... I just ate too many.
Rich food doesn't like me any more.
Pillsbury dough is hardly rich, but whatever.
So I was up all night, sittin', flushin' oh sorry... TMI.
But the real thing is when I finally got to sleep it was time to get up.
I always set my alarm for 3 times in the morning so I can do my meditating, prayer and roll outta bed gracefully.
Last Friday was the last of half day Fridays so the summer schedule is back to 8:30 - 5:00pm.
So that meant I got to sleep in a little longer this morning.
Well, was I thinking about waking anyone else up?
No.
So when I finally arose, there they are... ALL the kids snoring, sleeping, late for school!!!!!
I got blamed.
Me, the ChristianHeir.
Yeah, my neck got bent...a little.
But when I finally got to work, on time, I reflected on how great the day was thus far.
Got to see Mary Gets Around cross the street with crosswalk man...then jet into the building like he was on fire, or someone was chasing him.
He's kinda chunky, so ....
Too funny!
I think he was scared.
Then the big one is just the opposite.
I'm SCREAMING out the window, "move it! you're late!!!"
While my dearest of Princesses, PrincessSqueal, rolls back into bed and snuggles up to quiet once more.
I love family.
So does Dad.
He TeXes ( slang for several text messages) us all at the same time.
(I'm surprised he hasn't text us yet about this morning)
We are all in the same tiny a** room at my house.
He texts us like we are all over the world or something!
We get laughing and having fun with Dad as our phones go off simultaneously!
It's simply marvelous.
It's soooooooooooo Dad.
So altho it was hectic this morning, it was still such a blessing.
God has such a sense of humor.
The lesson for today?
Take whatever is given to you immediately when you get it.
Do not ponder or fuss, reject (its a blessing), or loose yourself being unappreciative.
Just take what GOD gives you today and hold it in the palm of your hand.
Tightly.
Look at it carefully.
Savor it.
Trust that GOD has you exactly where you need to be.
Then run with whatever He has given you and FLY!
His Wings will hold you up.
P.S. I will still inform you about Rocky/Rachel and we will talk about growing up or out ... tomorrow, maybe, depends on the kids. hehehheehhehehe
Hey, anybody seen Kris?
Monday, September 28, 2009
Happy Monday
I wanted to post a really great segment today but at work it was CRAZY!
So I will leave you with this to ponder...
I was going thru some boxes...yes, dear, I still have boxes and I came across some prose from 1971! Books and journals and sayings and thoughts....
But what troubled me is after all these years, I am still thinking the same way!
Is that ok?
Tell me what you think and I will continue this conversation tomorrow.
Do we grow up or do we grow out?
Ciao.
So I will leave you with this to ponder...
I was going thru some boxes...yes, dear, I still have boxes and I came across some prose from 1971! Books and journals and sayings and thoughts....
But what troubled me is after all these years, I am still thinking the same way!
Is that ok?
Tell me what you think and I will continue this conversation tomorrow.
Do we grow up or do we grow out?
Ciao.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Food for laughter
I gotta share this one with ya'.
My colleague lives between an African American family and a Puerto Rican family.
She has shared with me her interests in cooking, especially baking.
She bring all kinds of tarts and cookies, cakes and the Apple Crisp is to die for.
So her palate runs a wide range.
But today, I laughed til I cried as she described last night's events in the shared driveway.
She said the Black family was cooking up something from the way South, cooked in oil and very very pungent as she called it.
She is Cauacsian, not that that makes a difference, I am just setting the mood.
Well, that to me, translates into some deep grease fried fish, some sweet potatoes, maybe some greens or cabbage....real cornbread and buttermilk!
On the other side the Puerto Rican family was making some dish filled with the aroma of Sazon and garlic.
The Trinidadians across the street cooked tripe last weekend...
You had to see my gurls face as she tried her best to try to edit her way thru some International cooking magazine article.
I laughed so hard.
She truly has interest in these variety of foods but has no idea as where to start to enjoy them.
I told her, hehehe, with a fork, knife and spoon.
Good Eats folks,
See you Monday.
/CH
My colleague lives between an African American family and a Puerto Rican family.
She has shared with me her interests in cooking, especially baking.
She bring all kinds of tarts and cookies, cakes and the Apple Crisp is to die for.
So her palate runs a wide range.
But today, I laughed til I cried as she described last night's events in the shared driveway.
She said the Black family was cooking up something from the way South, cooked in oil and very very pungent as she called it.
She is Cauacsian, not that that makes a difference, I am just setting the mood.
Well, that to me, translates into some deep grease fried fish, some sweet potatoes, maybe some greens or cabbage....real cornbread and buttermilk!
On the other side the Puerto Rican family was making some dish filled with the aroma of Sazon and garlic.
The Trinidadians across the street cooked tripe last weekend...
You had to see my gurls face as she tried her best to try to edit her way thru some International cooking magazine article.
I laughed so hard.
She truly has interest in these variety of foods but has no idea as where to start to enjoy them.
I told her, hehehe, with a fork, knife and spoon.
Good Eats folks,
See you Monday.
/CH
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Knowing where you are
A boat docked in a tiny Mexican fishing village.
A tourist complimented the local fishermen
on the quality of their fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.
"Not very long." they answered in unison.
"Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?"
The fishermen explained that their small catches were sufficient to meet their needs
and those of their families.
"But what do you do with the rest of your time?"
"We sleep late, fish a little, play with our children, and take siestas with our wives.
In the evenings, we go into the village to see our friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar,
and sing a few songs. We have a full life."
The tourist interrupted,"I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you!
You should start by fishing longer every day.
You can then sell the extra fish you catch.
With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."
"And after that?"
"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers.
Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant.
You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles,
or even New York City !
From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."
"How long would that take?"
"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years." replied the tourist.
"And after that?"
"Afterwards?
"Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting," answered the tourist, laughing.
"When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!"
"Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the fishermen.
"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."
And the moral of this story is:
Know where you're going in life...you may already be there!!
A tourist complimented the local fishermen
on the quality of their fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.
"Not very long." they answered in unison.
"Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?"
The fishermen explained that their small catches were sufficient to meet their needs
and those of their families.
"But what do you do with the rest of your time?"
"We sleep late, fish a little, play with our children, and take siestas with our wives.
In the evenings, we go into the village to see our friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar,
and sing a few songs. We have a full life."
The tourist interrupted,"I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you!
You should start by fishing longer every day.
You can then sell the extra fish you catch.
With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."
"And after that?"
"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers.
Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant.
You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles,
or even New York City !
From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."
"How long would that take?"
"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years." replied the tourist.
"And after that?"
"Afterwards?
"Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting," answered the tourist, laughing.
"When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!"
"Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the fishermen.
"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."
And the moral of this story is:
Know where you're going in life...you may already be there!!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Reflection, Redeption, Renewal
Hey.
I 'm over the phone thing.
Now I have to deal with some other stuff.
This morning everyone rolled outta bed s l o w l y....
But the Miraculous GOD that HE is, everyone was on time!
Last night brought to us some things that were out of our control, but being the soldiers that we are, everything is now, ok.
That is why we were up late and everyone was tired.
We are all safe and happy; our challenge was within the means of helping others.
But Almighty that GOD is HE made a way, again, for all of us.
I love the way HE teaches (me) us.
The challenges always seen so intense but after Jesus helps us (over) to bridge the gap, HA! Whoa, tremendous.
When you are able to help others, by sacraficing what you think you can't and doing it out of love, is so edifying in the end.
I was talking with my oldest niece early this morning.
See? again, how GOD blessed us...conversations with GOD...Hallelujah.
As we praised GOD for all that is going on we conversed about what we feel we need to do to make our relationship with GOD, closer.
We talked of knowing Scripture, how to recite parables and going to church.
We talked of maintaining "Deaconess~ ship, attending church every Sunday, and also being a pseudo Christian.
We laughed that if we would stop looking at everything else and living "in the negative"
we could enjoy the positive things GOD has for us more often.
A perfect example of God's unconditional Love is with Grandma.
EVERYBODY freaked out when our Papa died about what Grandma was going to do now.
This is where I reminded my niece that we have no control, imagination or patience that GOD has!
Who would live with her?
She most definitely could not stay alone being the Diabetic that she is!
Alone at night, never!
What to do?????!!!
Well unfortunately, Grandma broke her leg.
But right up to this very day God has continually blessed us all.
Grandma had no social skills.
She now attends the Rose Garden with the gurls, daily.
Grandma was always in charge.
GOD has assigned Grandma a few CHARGE nurses to her floor.
GOD has shown her new friends, has given her three tasty square meals, a staff of Dr's and nurses to monitor her Diabetes as well as nurture her during recovery, a host of family members to provide all that anyone might have missed, and rest and relaxation in the midst of grieving my Dad.
She is the one of the youngest patients on the floor, hehehhe...
I have heard them sharing stories of Motherhood, the 1940's, recipes and religion just to list a few of their conversations.
What we thought was surely THE END is more than a beautiful blessing.
It is a lesson to all of us who hear it, read it or share it.
The parade is so colorful and jubilant outside your window.
Make sure you are ready to join them as they march by.
Do not miss the opportunity to step wildly to the joys of Life in this journey by being consumed by things that have no purpose in your Purpose.
My niece is a great Wife, Mom, and career worker;
to name a few things these Millennium woman do!
I love her steady walk with the Lord.
She encourages me just like her Dad did before he passed.
He still encourages me thru his family.
My Dad, (our Papa) has passed on too.
But I know they are both smiling upon us, proud of the Seeds they have sown.
Thank You God.
You bless us with such wonderful things.
All the time, Everyday, Everything.
I 'm over the phone thing.
Now I have to deal with some other stuff.
This morning everyone rolled outta bed s l o w l y....
But the Miraculous GOD that HE is, everyone was on time!
Last night brought to us some things that were out of our control, but being the soldiers that we are, everything is now, ok.
That is why we were up late and everyone was tired.
We are all safe and happy; our challenge was within the means of helping others.
But Almighty that GOD is HE made a way, again, for all of us.
I love the way HE teaches (me) us.
The challenges always seen so intense but after Jesus helps us (over) to bridge the gap, HA! Whoa, tremendous.
When you are able to help others, by sacraficing what you think you can't and doing it out of love, is so edifying in the end.
I was talking with my oldest niece early this morning.
See? again, how GOD blessed us...conversations with GOD...Hallelujah.
As we praised GOD for all that is going on we conversed about what we feel we need to do to make our relationship with GOD, closer.
We talked of knowing Scripture, how to recite parables and going to church.
We talked of maintaining "Deaconess~ ship, attending church every Sunday, and also being a pseudo Christian.
We laughed that if we would stop looking at everything else and living "in the negative"
we could enjoy the positive things GOD has for us more often.
A perfect example of God's unconditional Love is with Grandma.
EVERYBODY freaked out when our Papa died about what Grandma was going to do now.
This is where I reminded my niece that we have no control, imagination or patience that GOD has!
Who would live with her?
She most definitely could not stay alone being the Diabetic that she is!
Alone at night, never!
What to do?????!!!
Well unfortunately, Grandma broke her leg.
But right up to this very day God has continually blessed us all.
Grandma had no social skills.
She now attends the Rose Garden with the gurls, daily.
Grandma was always in charge.
GOD has assigned Grandma a few CHARGE nurses to her floor.
GOD has shown her new friends, has given her three tasty square meals, a staff of Dr's and nurses to monitor her Diabetes as well as nurture her during recovery, a host of family members to provide all that anyone might have missed, and rest and relaxation in the midst of grieving my Dad.
She is the one of the youngest patients on the floor, hehehhe...
I have heard them sharing stories of Motherhood, the 1940's, recipes and religion just to list a few of their conversations.
What we thought was surely THE END is more than a beautiful blessing.
It is a lesson to all of us who hear it, read it or share it.
The parade is so colorful and jubilant outside your window.
Make sure you are ready to join them as they march by.
Do not miss the opportunity to step wildly to the joys of Life in this journey by being consumed by things that have no purpose in your Purpose.
My niece is a great Wife, Mom, and career worker;
to name a few things these Millennium woman do!
I love her steady walk with the Lord.
She encourages me just like her Dad did before he passed.
He still encourages me thru his family.
My Dad, (our Papa) has passed on too.
But I know they are both smiling upon us, proud of the Seeds they have sown.
Thank You God.
You bless us with such wonderful things.
All the time, Everyday, Everything.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
The Playground
The day is brisk and the sun shines brightly.
Today is a good day for we get to go to THE PARK.
Snack is nourishing and our families are together.
Wrestling, rustling leaves, cool breezes....
There is so much to see and do.
At 5 years old this could be a really big deal, The Park...
We enjoyed the swings and the Slide, the sand box and the fresh air.
In the middle of this big semi- amusement park lie the Merry-go-Round.
Swirling, whirling, round and round we go!
The sensation is tremendous and the thrill of it all leaves my dear Grandson elated.
We journey back and forth, riding the swings to going up the Slide.
Until that very moment when it hits him.
With question in his eyes and innocence in his heart he asks:
Can we go on the Mary-Gets -Around again?????!!
I think I went to high school with her.
The one whose name and number was written on the bathroom wall?
Life on the Playground.
Today is a good day for we get to go to THE PARK.
Snack is nourishing and our families are together.
Wrestling, rustling leaves, cool breezes....
There is so much to see and do.
At 5 years old this could be a really big deal, The Park...
We enjoyed the swings and the Slide, the sand box and the fresh air.
In the middle of this big semi- amusement park lie the Merry-go-Round.
Swirling, whirling, round and round we go!
The sensation is tremendous and the thrill of it all leaves my dear Grandson elated.
We journey back and forth, riding the swings to going up the Slide.
Until that very moment when it hits him.
With question in his eyes and innocence in his heart he asks:
Can we go on the Mary-Gets -Around again?????!!
I think I went to high school with her.
The one whose name and number was written on the bathroom wall?
Life on the Playground.
Can you hear me now, dammit.
"Get your own corporation", I say!
Get all the family members together and pool monies to start our own phone company.
Ma Bell did it.
Yesterday, thank you Jesus, is a fog to me.
I have repented, graciously, asking God to forgive my mouth and my degenerate ways as I act a fool in the Verizon store.
As I just blogged thank you for loving me, thank you again.
One does not have to sleep next to someone, eat across the table or even be present to LOVE.
Kind words and prayer is LOVE.
Direction, a listening ear is LOVE.
Support is LOVE.
Well as I so desperately tried to download the few pictures I could on a broke a** Verizon phone, my support challenged me to relax, take a deep breath and deal.
I did.
It took a few pictures of Jack, he's the dog... but I did it.
I lost all my cute text messages, my remaining pictures (the store closed on me), my email addresses, phone numbers and VM but...
Like I said you ain't got to be right here in my face to know I love you.
That is you Tish! and the rest of the Cali crew.
Things could have been worse.
I still have not gotten over Rocky/Rachel yet.
When the animals come back into my Life I will feel whole about that horrible incident.
Mrs. Doolittle lives on...
Call me so I can update my cell phone.
Get all the family members together and pool monies to start our own phone company.
Ma Bell did it.
Yesterday, thank you Jesus, is a fog to me.
I have repented, graciously, asking God to forgive my mouth and my degenerate ways as I act a fool in the Verizon store.
As I just blogged thank you for loving me, thank you again.
One does not have to sleep next to someone, eat across the table or even be present to LOVE.
Kind words and prayer is LOVE.
Direction, a listening ear is LOVE.
Support is LOVE.
Well as I so desperately tried to download the few pictures I could on a broke a** Verizon phone, my support challenged me to relax, take a deep breath and deal.
I did.
It took a few pictures of Jack, he's the dog... but I did it.
I lost all my cute text messages, my remaining pictures (the store closed on me), my email addresses, phone numbers and VM but...
Like I said you ain't got to be right here in my face to know I love you.
That is you Tish! and the rest of the Cali crew.
Things could have been worse.
I still have not gotten over Rocky/Rachel yet.
When the animals come back into my Life I will feel whole about that horrible incident.
Mrs. Doolittle lives on...
Call me so I can update my cell phone.
Tuesday September 22, 2009
Happy Birthday Eric, Greek, Cash Money!
I guess I am not as normal a person folks think I should be.
Especially after these last 5 years.
Since I turned 50, divorced, (God, I hate that word; please forgive me for hating that word..I prefer "my then husband"), moved, settled, reviewed, renewed and refreshed, I am a new woman.
I am a first time woman.
Similar to a first time home buyer, I think.
You know, someone who has lived it, but not at their own expense?
(How do you say that?!)
Well, now I am being the woman
(I thought I was a woman!!??? I was wrong...)
I am supposed to have been.
If you understand.
I am gentle now.
I can care in my own caring ways.
No need to try to follow someone else's footsteps.
No need to care about how someone else takes their own steps!
No more worrying about what folks do.
Or what folks THINK.
Encouraging others to be themselves is my daily task.
Reveling in their joys and laughter have now become my happiness too.
I have learned to share other folk's "journo path".
I used to (try) to kill myself wondering "why" to everything.
How come? I moaned.
I used to think I was short changed cause I didn't have what the next person did.
But I am the BIG winner all the way around.
GOD said so.
Mine is mine, all mine.
Forever.
For at the end of the day I have Jesus who has loved me all day long, nourished me, held me
provided for me AND mine; walked me, talked me, kept me.
This blog could go on and on and on today.
I digress.
It is my "then son-in -law's" birthday.
I love him.
I am saddened that things happen the way they do but GOD is running this ship.
I trust His decisions.
In all of that, I say this because 5 years ago would have been real different!
A lot happens when you let go and let God.
Especially when it involves those you love.
I love you all.
Thanks for loving me.
De...
~Christian Heir
I guess I am not as normal a person folks think I should be.
Especially after these last 5 years.
Since I turned 50, divorced, (God, I hate that word; please forgive me for hating that word..I prefer "my then husband"), moved, settled, reviewed, renewed and refreshed, I am a new woman.
I am a first time woman.
Similar to a first time home buyer, I think.
You know, someone who has lived it, but not at their own expense?
(How do you say that?!)
Well, now I am being the woman
(I thought I was a woman!!??? I was wrong...)
I am supposed to have been.
If you understand.
I am gentle now.
I can care in my own caring ways.
No need to try to follow someone else's footsteps.
No need to care about how someone else takes their own steps!
No more worrying about what folks do.
Or what folks THINK.
Encouraging others to be themselves is my daily task.
Reveling in their joys and laughter have now become my happiness too.
I have learned to share other folk's "journo path".
I used to (try) to kill myself wondering "why" to everything.
How come? I moaned.
I used to think I was short changed cause I didn't have what the next person did.
But I am the BIG winner all the way around.
GOD said so.
Mine is mine, all mine.
Forever.
For at the end of the day I have Jesus who has loved me all day long, nourished me, held me
provided for me AND mine; walked me, talked me, kept me.
This blog could go on and on and on today.
I digress.
It is my "then son-in -law's" birthday.
I love him.
I am saddened that things happen the way they do but GOD is running this ship.
I trust His decisions.
In all of that, I say this because 5 years ago would have been real different!
A lot happens when you let go and let God.
Especially when it involves those you love.
I love you all.
Thanks for loving me.
De...
~Christian Heir
Friday, September 18, 2009
kooky krisp kritter
Where is the Cinnamon Toast Crunch?
(That is to be read with a deep and sarcastic tone).
YOU ate it all up, Kris.
It is more than amazing how my grown a** kids act like they are 5 again now that they are all together..
GOD knows my heart, ya'll.
Kooky, yes kooky, not cookie, Krisp Kritter be in all the cereals faking that the young boy nephews be eating up them joints.
WHOA!
It's hard to keep up with the lingo but once you get to gettin' ....hehhehe....
Yesterday the toilet overflowed.
Big time.
and if them big a** boo boos didn't eat so much... oh wheeeew.
I love you norman., Papu.
But the clencher here is that Princess Daughter calls me on the phone at work while the water is invading my silk bedspread to doors down the hall.
I calmly instruct them how to turn off the water via the handle under the toilet.
By the time I got home the story had changed 15 times.
Kritter, as I will refer to him today, (in joke of Twitter) was complaining about my blog.
Suggesting DAD gets all the news from me.
While The Princess can't wait to reveal news of a VIDEO Kritter took and sent to his brother via his Blackberry.
Along with him smoking her last cigarette.
Wow! what an attitude she can get.
Walk it off is the way the song went I do beleive.
But I digress,
How does DAD know?
Three guesses; all with the same last name.
Well, the Boy ain't President elect for nothing.
"Order", 2040 demands!
We are sure that Security was breached, oh! or is it breeched?
Whatever.
Security is his own,.... he's the President so he don't count.
But anywho, the children will always be children to me and Dad I am sure.
Now, which one of you took the car last night?
(That is to be read with a deep and sarcastic tone).
YOU ate it all up, Kris.
It is more than amazing how my grown a** kids act like they are 5 again now that they are all together..
GOD knows my heart, ya'll.
Kooky, yes kooky, not cookie, Krisp Kritter be in all the cereals faking that the young boy nephews be eating up them joints.
WHOA!
It's hard to keep up with the lingo but once you get to gettin' ....hehhehe....
Yesterday the toilet overflowed.
Big time.
and if them big a** boo boos didn't eat so much... oh wheeeew.
I love you norman., Papu.
But the clencher here is that Princess Daughter calls me on the phone at work while the water is invading my silk bedspread to doors down the hall.
I calmly instruct them how to turn off the water via the handle under the toilet.
By the time I got home the story had changed 15 times.
Kritter, as I will refer to him today, (in joke of Twitter) was complaining about my blog.
Suggesting DAD gets all the news from me.
While The Princess can't wait to reveal news of a VIDEO Kritter took and sent to his brother via his Blackberry.
Along with him smoking her last cigarette.
Wow! what an attitude she can get.
Walk it off is the way the song went I do beleive.
But I digress,
How does DAD know?
Three guesses; all with the same last name.
Well, the Boy ain't President elect for nothing.
"Order", 2040 demands!
We are sure that Security was breached, oh! or is it breeched?
Whatever.
Security is his own,.... he's the President so he don't count.
But anywho, the children will always be children to me and Dad I am sure.
Now, which one of you took the car last night?
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