It never seizes to amaze me the choices people make. From what am I going to wear to Should I or should I wait to call for help.
That old cliche phrase, " Men, NEVER stop for directions." Yep, kept quite a few people out of their comfy homes, hot meals, cold ice tea, IN THE RAIN in up to their elbows in POISON ivy, sumac, oak, spider infested, knee high water, all the while you were wanting an adventure moment. Well, as it all turned out. It was a fairly open minded useful day.
What I thought was going to be a clean slate ready to start window shopping at the local flea market for holiday craft ideas. Turned out to Low Level Repelling, 4x4 LOW driving across the river, to applying (compressed air foam system) CAFS on a fire. To grilling, searing, sitting down to eat to PUBLIC ASSIST 2 subjects are lost in the woods last GPS coordinates are this.
Are you kidding me? Really? Sigh, Glad I sucked down my food when I did. What turned out to be a public assist, turned into Launching of jumping thru hoops to get Game warden to make access to corp of engineers property, Getting PHI Med 2 launched for air search, borrowing fellow SO family members atv, Neighbors ATV, only to feel a sudden: oh my gosh, I cannot see the FF/PD anymore, I see NOTHING in the distance. OH what a feeling that was. NOt COOL at all. I will never forget the feeling of helplessness.
I will never forget how I couldn't get to the hikers fast enough with a warm blanket, or the looks on their faces. That look. That special gleam in the eye, souls connecting yet no words are being said look. was pretty awesome.
We used I think EVERY tool on that truck today. Every stinkin one. INCLUDING the ever famous BULLHORN. And, to DEP.EVANS, I completely agree with you and O'Brien. I DON"T NEED NO BULLHORN. bgawhahahahahah. Thanks to everyone that was party to the rescue, and atv driving awesome hero's. You are all my hero!
Now, if someone knows how to work this stupid QUICKBOOKS contact manager. I will buy you lunch, beer, dinner, whatever just for heaven's sake HELP recover my NAMES.. :)
Monday, September 17, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Silence is GOLDEN
I am silently reminded that I am not the only one who has issues. From seeing my self as the have to make it freaking perfect kind of person. To the extreme that I am driving myself crazy.
Officially cleared off my dining room table today. Put a bookshelf together by myself, organized all the compartments, and holders with all my inside craft crap. Good Lord. I know where my retirement fund is. It's in the dining room, the shop, attic, oh you name it I have something stashed in just about every drawer, nook, and cranny. BUT, I am getting it organized. it's too expensive to make it "PERFECT" But, it is a whole lot better than what it was. "TRASHED OUT DINING ROOM" If there was a word to describe the craft crap it would be: HOARDING. I think I have saved every scrap of material, ribbon, sequin, spin of wool that I have ever bought. Good Gravy. Today, I actually threw away stuff. RIGHT THAT DOWN. Because, as Rob would describe it. "You are a pack rat when it comes to crap." He is so right.
I am determined to be more organized. To be more put together in my mind. I feel like my brain is a file cabinet that got turned upside down during a move. Oh wait, that did happen once. Was aweful. Took a year literally to get all the files back in order, etc.
As a little girl I remember on Fridays one of the elementary schools I attended use to show Disney movies. On the old reels. We would go and sit quietly in the library with the other age group students. With the big screen that came down, and the sound of the projector reel spinning. But, out of all those movies one comes to mind that describes me I think more than any thing.
It was the Cricket you know, the Green Cricket that wore a Top Hat. Jiminy Cricket. Go figure I just had to google it to remind myself what the character's name was.. LoL.
Anyway, this cricket was basically sending subliminial messages of how you should think. And, staying "ORGANIZED" inside your head. I know right! ! !
He used the File Cabinets as an example and it has stuck with me all these years. *however, I am still only 25!* He would walk into a room. and there would be papers E V E R Y W H E R E ... And, he would say, Wow, would you look at this mess. How can anyone be learning anything with so much mess in here. What do you say we put all these papers away in the file cabinets where they belong.. Like: and, he gave an example of MANNERS., CLOTHES, you know. Please and Thank you. And, kind of like putting your thoughts in order like you would your socks, and pants, etc.etc.
Was quite ingenious if you stop and think about it. Now that I am 25.. I can truly see the moral of the story. I have tried for years to make my brain work like that stupid green cricket said to.
But, it is quite hard. takes discipline. And, we all know how far that goes right. If it went far, we would all be our Ideal Body Mass Index, we would not have Dietary Induced Diabetes, we would all NOT smoke, or Drink, or do drugs, or anything. Basically become LaBotomites as my son refers to those who drive with earbuds in their ears staring down the highway as if they are truly checked out on Lithium.
In between all the organizing, I got on fb. I read some posts, quotes, looked at a few pics. Then, I go back and start again.. Kinda like giving my brain a BREAK.. Please. hold that thought while I finish reading this kind of feeling..
I am kindly reminded how blessed I am. Whether I have too much craft stuff, the dogs are ready to go and take a walk, to the ever famous customer calling asking for this and that for practically pennies on the dollar. Those are my worries today.
I have friends and relatives that are scared today. Scared that they might have to make a choice of what to do with their parents that are aging and very sick. Or how they are going to cope with the loss of a family member, a child, a parent., How are they going to make their Light bill. Much less the mortgage, car payments that are 3 months behind. Because, their husband lost their job as a corporate executive 6 months ago, and had put everything they had into relocating to another state only to find out AFTER their home is under contract that They are NOT moving across America because, their Husband didn't get the job afterall.
How about being hundreds of miles away from your home. From the 1 place you could run to when you were scared, hungry, thirsty, and tired. Then, only to find you are thrown into the well of oh my gosh, where am I and how do I get back? As I was discussing this very thing with my most precious gift. My daughter.
I know that God spoke thru me. To her. He brought up the story of Psalms 23. The same scripture she had embedded onto herself.
Even though I walk thru the valley of the Shadow of Death. I WILL FEAR NO EVIL. For thou Art With ME! Thy rod and staff comfort me.
As I explain what that meant to me. the Rod and Staff. I was kindly reminded how God TRULY adores me, adores you, adores her. That he puts these barriers up and we think they are failures, we question our own faith, question our destiny, only to hit the barrier time after time after time. Then, I remember what it looked like watching a shepard grab a Straying LAMB with the Rod and staff. Yanking it by the neck pulling it out of danger back towards the flock. And, i told that to Chris. I told her this one incident is Gods way of reminding you. HE IS THE ONE and ONLY life line. Not the smartphone, Not the GPS, Not the FB Notification, Not an App of ANYKIND. But, for some they find out rather quickly how smart they are NOT without their phone.
I know it is tough, I know how hard it is to be out in the world by yourself. I TOO did it as well. But, believing that GOD is RIGHT THERE WITH YOU. the safest place to be on this PLANET. For NOTHING bad can harm you. NOTHING. Because, you are walking on Faith, on Holy water when you let go and let GOD interscede and protect you. Remember this my child. IF GOD IS FOR YOU! Who can Be against you!.. NO one, nothing. Nada.. it doesn't get any clearer than that.
When I was questioning my own heart breaks this past year. It was brought to my attention that the way I feel about the kids. How I want to protect them, cherish them, watch over them, that is exactly how GOD feels towards us. That it truly breaks his heart to know that you didn't stop for a split second and say, "morning lord". He is just waiting quietly not intrusively. He's just watching you move thru your day. Waiting for the right moment when you feel the brisk of the air across your cheek, or the sound of beautiful noises being made from the birds. It's quite beautiful if you think about it.
Am on my way to tie up yet another loose end.
If you do anything for the rest of the day. Do thank God for today. That's all you have to do. Thank him for the many blessings that we take for granted. Like being able to breathe, being able to walk, being able to run and buy a 5.00 sandwich. With that, you guys have a great afternoon.
Officially cleared off my dining room table today. Put a bookshelf together by myself, organized all the compartments, and holders with all my inside craft crap. Good Lord. I know where my retirement fund is. It's in the dining room, the shop, attic, oh you name it I have something stashed in just about every drawer, nook, and cranny. BUT, I am getting it organized. it's too expensive to make it "PERFECT" But, it is a whole lot better than what it was. "TRASHED OUT DINING ROOM" If there was a word to describe the craft crap it would be: HOARDING. I think I have saved every scrap of material, ribbon, sequin, spin of wool that I have ever bought. Good Gravy. Today, I actually threw away stuff. RIGHT THAT DOWN. Because, as Rob would describe it. "You are a pack rat when it comes to crap." He is so right.
I am determined to be more organized. To be more put together in my mind. I feel like my brain is a file cabinet that got turned upside down during a move. Oh wait, that did happen once. Was aweful. Took a year literally to get all the files back in order, etc.
As a little girl I remember on Fridays one of the elementary schools I attended use to show Disney movies. On the old reels. We would go and sit quietly in the library with the other age group students. With the big screen that came down, and the sound of the projector reel spinning. But, out of all those movies one comes to mind that describes me I think more than any thing.
It was the Cricket you know, the Green Cricket that wore a Top Hat. Jiminy Cricket. Go figure I just had to google it to remind myself what the character's name was.. LoL.
Anyway, this cricket was basically sending subliminial messages of how you should think. And, staying "ORGANIZED" inside your head. I know right! ! !
He used the File Cabinets as an example and it has stuck with me all these years. *however, I am still only 25!* He would walk into a room. and there would be papers E V E R Y W H E R E ... And, he would say, Wow, would you look at this mess. How can anyone be learning anything with so much mess in here. What do you say we put all these papers away in the file cabinets where they belong.. Like: and, he gave an example of MANNERS., CLOTHES, you know. Please and Thank you. And, kind of like putting your thoughts in order like you would your socks, and pants, etc.etc.
Was quite ingenious if you stop and think about it. Now that I am 25.. I can truly see the moral of the story. I have tried for years to make my brain work like that stupid green cricket said to.
But, it is quite hard. takes discipline. And, we all know how far that goes right. If it went far, we would all be our Ideal Body Mass Index, we would not have Dietary Induced Diabetes, we would all NOT smoke, or Drink, or do drugs, or anything. Basically become LaBotomites as my son refers to those who drive with earbuds in their ears staring down the highway as if they are truly checked out on Lithium.
In between all the organizing, I got on fb. I read some posts, quotes, looked at a few pics. Then, I go back and start again.. Kinda like giving my brain a BREAK.. Please. hold that thought while I finish reading this kind of feeling..
I am kindly reminded how blessed I am. Whether I have too much craft stuff, the dogs are ready to go and take a walk, to the ever famous customer calling asking for this and that for practically pennies on the dollar. Those are my worries today.
I have friends and relatives that are scared today. Scared that they might have to make a choice of what to do with their parents that are aging and very sick. Or how they are going to cope with the loss of a family member, a child, a parent., How are they going to make their Light bill. Much less the mortgage, car payments that are 3 months behind. Because, their husband lost their job as a corporate executive 6 months ago, and had put everything they had into relocating to another state only to find out AFTER their home is under contract that They are NOT moving across America because, their Husband didn't get the job afterall.
How about being hundreds of miles away from your home. From the 1 place you could run to when you were scared, hungry, thirsty, and tired. Then, only to find you are thrown into the well of oh my gosh, where am I and how do I get back? As I was discussing this very thing with my most precious gift. My daughter.
I know that God spoke thru me. To her. He brought up the story of Psalms 23. The same scripture she had embedded onto herself.
Even though I walk thru the valley of the Shadow of Death. I WILL FEAR NO EVIL. For thou Art With ME! Thy rod and staff comfort me.
As I explain what that meant to me. the Rod and Staff. I was kindly reminded how God TRULY adores me, adores you, adores her. That he puts these barriers up and we think they are failures, we question our own faith, question our destiny, only to hit the barrier time after time after time. Then, I remember what it looked like watching a shepard grab a Straying LAMB with the Rod and staff. Yanking it by the neck pulling it out of danger back towards the flock. And, i told that to Chris. I told her this one incident is Gods way of reminding you. HE IS THE ONE and ONLY life line. Not the smartphone, Not the GPS, Not the FB Notification, Not an App of ANYKIND. But, for some they find out rather quickly how smart they are NOT without their phone.
I know it is tough, I know how hard it is to be out in the world by yourself. I TOO did it as well. But, believing that GOD is RIGHT THERE WITH YOU. the safest place to be on this PLANET. For NOTHING bad can harm you. NOTHING. Because, you are walking on Faith, on Holy water when you let go and let GOD interscede and protect you. Remember this my child. IF GOD IS FOR YOU! Who can Be against you!.. NO one, nothing. Nada.. it doesn't get any clearer than that.
When I was questioning my own heart breaks this past year. It was brought to my attention that the way I feel about the kids. How I want to protect them, cherish them, watch over them, that is exactly how GOD feels towards us. That it truly breaks his heart to know that you didn't stop for a split second and say, "morning lord". He is just waiting quietly not intrusively. He's just watching you move thru your day. Waiting for the right moment when you feel the brisk of the air across your cheek, or the sound of beautiful noises being made from the birds. It's quite beautiful if you think about it.
Am on my way to tie up yet another loose end.
If you do anything for the rest of the day. Do thank God for today. That's all you have to do. Thank him for the many blessings that we take for granted. Like being able to breathe, being able to walk, being able to run and buy a 5.00 sandwich. With that, you guys have a great afternoon.
Friday, July 6, 2012
IT's Friday!
I LOVE FRIDAYS. I ponder this heroic day as if I don't have to work on Saturdays. Bawhahahah. What a gas.. Because, we ALL know that Saturday is CATCH UP day. From the previous week. Laundry, grocery shopping, house cleaning, floor mopping, vacuuming, you know the typical HOUSEWIFE of Collin County stuff.. :)
Although, I might take a RAIN CHECK on all of the above. My sweet Hubby is going to be OFF, my sweet Son is running the 10k down at White Rock Lake. I might just say BTHHHHH with it all and go jump in the pool, float around and grab some good old fashioned Vitamin D ME time!..
Christina came in for a mini R/R and scared her mother to death. All this time I have been fed a line a bull. "Mom, I am not sure if I am going to be able to come out, I don't know what my schedule is going to be, to the ever famous. SILENT treatment for the days before her arrival." As we are sitting watching a movie right before dinner. I am mentioning how CUTE Handsome, etc.etc. the star of THOR is. And, All of a sudden I hear OH yes he is in the background.! Its My GIRL. My baby GIRL in her AVU's. I jump up run and practically KNOCK her down. I was so excited to be holding that sweet precious child of mine. It felt like an eternity since I had felt her heart close to mine, the sweet smell of her skin, the feeling of being WHOLE. It brings tears to my eyes just imagining and reliving that moment on Tuesday night. Oh my oh my oh my. My sweet baby girl. My lil aerospace medic.
As the night falls, we find ourselves walking around the house, the farm, petting the animals, getting reaquainted with the moment. Then, as we turn and stop we find ourselves just staring at one another. As if we know we will have to say goodbye in less than 32hrs. But, just drinking it all up in one gulp was the only thought we had.
Christina knows where her home is, I know where my baby girl is. It is the simplest of Mother/Daughter relationships with a dash of Southern hospitality, a Dollup of YOU KNOW BECAUSE I SAID SO, and a splash of I cannot imagine life without you.
Her coming home was such a sweet gift. Was such a dose of i needed that.
I thought it would get easier as she got older to watch her leave. Nope..
It doesn't but, it's not the fact that she is leaving and going to be hundreds of miles away, but the simple fact that she won't be HERE with me. Most of my family all of us actually. We all stayed around the house for a while, then when we did move out, some of us moved across the street, across the intersection, across town. But, the town is small so it didn't seem like they were moving away.
But, with Chris. She is moved away. She is hundreds of miles away, Counties away. Close to where our ancestors are from. Yet, too close for comfort. I am not scared. I feel like a true mother hen. I want to make sure she is ok, I want to make sure I KNOW WHERE SHE IS at all times. Not because I am being a micro manager. But because I love her. I want to know she is ok.
This feeling will never change. As I pray as she drives away; God reveals just a beautiful gift. As if he was standing right there with me. I heard it as was being whispered. You do know that she loves you. You know you will feel this way till the day you die. It won't matter if she is 19/ or 99. YOU ARE HER MAMA. She is your baby. It's ok to feel this way. I look up at the sky and just praise him for such a peace. I stand on awe as she pulls out of the drive, honking her famous honk. All I know to do is to run to my truck yank open the door, and HONK BACK. Praying she heard me. Honk de da honk honk. Honk HONK. ( in the tune of shave and a hair cut, Two Bits).
That was Yesterday. Today is today. Tomorrow is no reason to worry. Because, Today like any other day has enough problems unto itself. So, I will wear my bright lipstick, I will use my silver servers, I will soak up EVERY opportunity.
I will live like there is no Tomorrow. I will dance in the rain as if no one is watching. I will have the faith of a child. Because, My God knows my heart, he made me, he gives me so much. How could anyone want anything when God is in their lives. All I want is to be loved and cherished. And, I am. As a wife, as a Mother, as a friend, as a daughter.
Who cares if you don't get everything on your list done. Because, what is it to worry. Do your best, because that is all that is asked of you.
And, with that.
You guys have a great weekend.
TGIF! ! ! !
Although, I might take a RAIN CHECK on all of the above. My sweet Hubby is going to be OFF, my sweet Son is running the 10k down at White Rock Lake. I might just say BTHHHHH with it all and go jump in the pool, float around and grab some good old fashioned Vitamin D ME time!..
Christina came in for a mini R/R and scared her mother to death. All this time I have been fed a line a bull. "Mom, I am not sure if I am going to be able to come out, I don't know what my schedule is going to be, to the ever famous. SILENT treatment for the days before her arrival." As we are sitting watching a movie right before dinner. I am mentioning how CUTE Handsome, etc.etc. the star of THOR is. And, All of a sudden I hear OH yes he is in the background.! Its My GIRL. My baby GIRL in her AVU's. I jump up run and practically KNOCK her down. I was so excited to be holding that sweet precious child of mine. It felt like an eternity since I had felt her heart close to mine, the sweet smell of her skin, the feeling of being WHOLE. It brings tears to my eyes just imagining and reliving that moment on Tuesday night. Oh my oh my oh my. My sweet baby girl. My lil aerospace medic.
As the night falls, we find ourselves walking around the house, the farm, petting the animals, getting reaquainted with the moment. Then, as we turn and stop we find ourselves just staring at one another. As if we know we will have to say goodbye in less than 32hrs. But, just drinking it all up in one gulp was the only thought we had.
Christina knows where her home is, I know where my baby girl is. It is the simplest of Mother/Daughter relationships with a dash of Southern hospitality, a Dollup of YOU KNOW BECAUSE I SAID SO, and a splash of I cannot imagine life without you.
Her coming home was such a sweet gift. Was such a dose of i needed that.
I thought it would get easier as she got older to watch her leave. Nope..
It doesn't but, it's not the fact that she is leaving and going to be hundreds of miles away, but the simple fact that she won't be HERE with me. Most of my family all of us actually. We all stayed around the house for a while, then when we did move out, some of us moved across the street, across the intersection, across town. But, the town is small so it didn't seem like they were moving away.
But, with Chris. She is moved away. She is hundreds of miles away, Counties away. Close to where our ancestors are from. Yet, too close for comfort. I am not scared. I feel like a true mother hen. I want to make sure she is ok, I want to make sure I KNOW WHERE SHE IS at all times. Not because I am being a micro manager. But because I love her. I want to know she is ok.
This feeling will never change. As I pray as she drives away; God reveals just a beautiful gift. As if he was standing right there with me. I heard it as was being whispered. You do know that she loves you. You know you will feel this way till the day you die. It won't matter if she is 19/ or 99. YOU ARE HER MAMA. She is your baby. It's ok to feel this way. I look up at the sky and just praise him for such a peace. I stand on awe as she pulls out of the drive, honking her famous honk. All I know to do is to run to my truck yank open the door, and HONK BACK. Praying she heard me. Honk de da honk honk. Honk HONK. ( in the tune of shave and a hair cut, Two Bits).
That was Yesterday. Today is today. Tomorrow is no reason to worry. Because, Today like any other day has enough problems unto itself. So, I will wear my bright lipstick, I will use my silver servers, I will soak up EVERY opportunity.
I will live like there is no Tomorrow. I will dance in the rain as if no one is watching. I will have the faith of a child. Because, My God knows my heart, he made me, he gives me so much. How could anyone want anything when God is in their lives. All I want is to be loved and cherished. And, I am. As a wife, as a Mother, as a friend, as a daughter.
Who cares if you don't get everything on your list done. Because, what is it to worry. Do your best, because that is all that is asked of you.
And, with that.
You guys have a great weekend.
Monday, June 4, 2012
Honoring those who give so much
Was sitting and pondering the thoughts of this past weekend. I still can see her smile. I can still smell her scent in her room. My breath is taken away with the sheer thought of the child gave me to raise.
I am so not worthy to be her Mama.
Christina Corryne. I love that name, I love saying it, it has such meaning, and strength. Because she is so strong and rich in love. She is her mama's girl. She too is quite the shy one. But, you would NEVER know it. She makes me shine like a new penny.
Whenever you have the opportunity. Give thanks and honor those who serve for YOUR FREEDOM. Because, parents like me hold our breath, pray for strength, and live with the faith of knowing they are keeping what this whole country was founded on. FREEDOM for us all. From the soldier who mows the grounds at the bases, to the Fighters in flight, to the spec forces. And, the ever most humbling job. Medically treating our fallen soldiers. May their hands be blessed, may God flow thru them to touch and lift those who are desperate for a healing.
Christina, since you were born, your hands have always had such a magical healing to them. May you NEVER forget God lives in you, and he gives you your strength.
I tip my helmet to you baby girl. For I am so honored to be your mama.:)
I am so not worthy to be her Mama.
Christina Corryne. I love that name, I love saying it, it has such meaning, and strength. Because she is so strong and rich in love. She is her mama's girl. She too is quite the shy one. But, you would NEVER know it. She makes me shine like a new penny.
Whenever you have the opportunity. Give thanks and honor those who serve for YOUR FREEDOM. Because, parents like me hold our breath, pray for strength, and live with the faith of knowing they are keeping what this whole country was founded on. FREEDOM for us all. From the soldier who mows the grounds at the bases, to the Fighters in flight, to the spec forces. And, the ever most humbling job. Medically treating our fallen soldiers. May their hands be blessed, may God flow thru them to touch and lift those who are desperate for a healing.
Christina, since you were born, your hands have always had such a magical healing to them. May you NEVER forget God lives in you, and he gives you your strength.
Sunday, June 3, 2012
To be or not to be? That is such a STUPID question
As I sit and ponder the actual question. I am filled with utter disgust and am reiterated that THIS is what is wrong with our country. People always seeking to LABEL themselves as SPECIAL.
I was clearing off my msgs. on fb. I run across a message dated december 2011. I click and as I am reading I am thinking. WTH.! Are you kidding me?
The comment was: " I am confused, I thought you had a real issue with my race?" And, when you came up to us the other night, all friendly we were rather disturbed.. And, next time just be polite.
And, it wasn't you that had to explain to their child that sometimes people judge based on color and race.
What is so ironic about this whole thing.
My whole life I have heard such racial remarks regarding the Hispanic heritage. From Beaners, or Wetbacks, to tamale eating blah blah blank blank blanks.
That is what is truly wrong with our society. Why anyone sees themselves as anything but WHO THEY ARE. I am an American. I was born and raised in Dallas, Texas. I don't have to refer to my ancestors, or grand parents, or family members to make up who I am. I am me.
As for the friendliness. Trust me, those who truly KNOW ME. Know I am a very shy person. It takes jumping out of my shell to say howdy. So, when I do say HOWDY, it is usually SCREAMING H O W D Y ! !.. Just because, I am confident and comfortable with myself, and you are obviously NOT with yourself. Does not give you the right to be hateful. Shame on you. Shame shame. Oh and tell your kid to stop texting mine. Because, 164 texts in 24 hrs. is a little STALKERISH. Don't ya think maybe 5-10. not over One Hundred SIXTY times. A little too much for me. So, Yes I did advise my child to kind of take a break from the friendship. Obviously there is being more read between the lines than hey how ya doin?.
Anyway, so enough of the RACE CARD being played.
Bobby had his end of the year band horn party yesterday. Was quite fun. Went and picked up Pizza from Pizza hut, lots of bottled water, some soda's, and loud music. Was great. Was nice to see him smile like that.
This morning phone rings at 9am. Yea, my a/c is not workin and uhm, we need some service. OK. Hold on I just woke up. OH well, I was fixing to call the other number. Don't bother, my cell phone is right beside my head and I am already on the phone. LOL.
Well, blah blah blah later. Rob says, Call them back, I will run the call. I said what? really? Yah, Tellem 2pm. So, I did.
Made awesome FLUFFY omlets for breakfast, bobby comes around the corner. MOM, MAMA, MOMMY MOMMY, MOM, MOM. WHAT! !!!!!!!!!!!!! Can Patrick come over today?
I looked at him and said, Are you serious? We just had a party yesterday for you. King Webb. He smiled said, k, around 12:30ish? I said fine... So, they are out side shooting the grackles, and taking apart pallets to make FORTS for the Airsoft gun shooting thing.. OH MY STARS. I love Sundays. And, what are you going to do today?
I was clearing off my msgs. on fb. I run across a message dated december 2011. I click and as I am reading I am thinking. WTH.! Are you kidding me?
The comment was: " I am confused, I thought you had a real issue with my race?" And, when you came up to us the other night, all friendly we were rather disturbed.. And, next time just be polite.
And, it wasn't you that had to explain to their child that sometimes people judge based on color and race.
What is so ironic about this whole thing.
My whole life I have heard such racial remarks regarding the Hispanic heritage. From Beaners, or Wetbacks, to tamale eating blah blah blank blank blanks.
That is what is truly wrong with our society. Why anyone sees themselves as anything but WHO THEY ARE. I am an American. I was born and raised in Dallas, Texas. I don't have to refer to my ancestors, or grand parents, or family members to make up who I am. I am me.
As for the friendliness. Trust me, those who truly KNOW ME. Know I am a very shy person. It takes jumping out of my shell to say howdy. So, when I do say HOWDY, it is usually SCREAMING H O W D Y ! !.. Just because, I am confident and comfortable with myself, and you are obviously NOT with yourself. Does not give you the right to be hateful. Shame on you. Shame shame. Oh and tell your kid to stop texting mine. Because, 164 texts in 24 hrs. is a little STALKERISH. Don't ya think maybe 5-10. not over One Hundred SIXTY times. A little too much for me. So, Yes I did advise my child to kind of take a break from the friendship. Obviously there is being more read between the lines than hey how ya doin?.
Anyway, so enough of the RACE CARD being played.
Bobby had his end of the year band horn party yesterday. Was quite fun. Went and picked up Pizza from Pizza hut, lots of bottled water, some soda's, and loud music. Was great. Was nice to see him smile like that.
This morning phone rings at 9am. Yea, my a/c is not workin and uhm, we need some service. OK. Hold on I just woke up. OH well, I was fixing to call the other number. Don't bother, my cell phone is right beside my head and I am already on the phone. LOL.
Well, blah blah blah later. Rob says, Call them back, I will run the call. I said what? really? Yah, Tellem 2pm. So, I did.
Made awesome FLUFFY omlets for breakfast, bobby comes around the corner. MOM, MAMA, MOMMY MOMMY, MOM, MOM. WHAT! !!!!!!!!!!!!! Can Patrick come over today?
I looked at him and said, Are you serious? We just had a party yesterday for you. King Webb. He smiled said, k, around 12:30ish? I said fine... So, they are out side shooting the grackles, and taking apart pallets to make FORTS for the Airsoft gun shooting thing.. OH MY STARS. I love Sundays. And, what are you going to do today?
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
K, so after what I thought would be an eternity. I decided to STOP running/brisk walking on my treadmill. Only to see myself in the mirror., REALLY?
This is really how I look I thought to myself. Was not sure if I was to be satisfied or disappointed. Either way, I am who I am and that is all that I will ever be ON THE OUTSIDE.
Different story on the inside. After many a year of wondering as to my manic moments. I have come to the conclusion that I must have ADD/ADDHD/ OCD, PUWRC.
As a favorite person of mine would say, Enough with crying in my cheerios. Time to get crackin on the to do lists today.
For everyone else whom may be reading this.,
YES, I am a republican,
NO, I did not vote for him
This is really how I look I thought to myself. Was not sure if I was to be satisfied or disappointed. Either way, I am who I am and that is all that I will ever be ON THE OUTSIDE.
Different story on the inside. After many a year of wondering as to my manic moments. I have come to the conclusion that I must have ADD/ADDHD/ OCD, PUWRC.
I can remember as far back as a little girl trying to please EVERYONE being thePERFECT person. From perfect hair, clothes, right this, right that. Blah blah blah. I have come to terms that I am not that perfect person, I am tired and worn out trying to be that perfect person. All I want to do is to please my Maker, my husband, and my children.
However, I do have a tendancy to over react to most situations, so does not matter if the action is related to God, Rob, or the kids. I will somehow get entangled in it. I am starting a new resolution. The answer is:
NO. Not maybe, not I will think about it., NO means NO. I am such a push over most of the time. I feel so honored when a person would ask for my help. But, honestly, the ones that ask are the ones that take advantage. So, from now on it is NO. UNLESS, you supply the food, drinks, decorations, babysitter, dog treats, then maybe I will think about it. LOL.
As a favorite person of mine would say, Enough with crying in my cheerios. Time to get crackin on the to do lists today.
For everyone else whom may be reading this.,
YES, I am a republican,
NO, I did not vote for him
YOU, should stop whining. if you want to make a difference. Get involved with your community. Will make you feel a part of something or make you SHUT UP.
With that, I am going to go and doctor my partially sliced finger. Have a good one.
My sweet sister Natalie and I. April 2011.
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