Why can't folks quit judging others and just focus on what they could/should do to improve themselves and the world around them, WITHOUT feeling the need to run anybody else into the ground?
Why waste your life hatin' on folks whom you do not even know, and telling them how they will be judged...reality check time, seems to me that spreading hatred is a pretty bad thing to be judged for!
My husband has a line that says: "Whenever you are pointing a finger at someone, look at your own hand and see how many are pointing right back at you!"
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Confessions of a worry-wart...
I've had a LOT on my mind lately, I guess too much for the amount of quiet time to compose all of those thoughts into anything that makes much sense...
This morning I'm concerned about two little girls, 8 and 11 years old who have gone missing near a lake in a small town not very far from us. I pray that they will both be found unharmed, but I'm worried... and I'm trying not to be judgemental...
I've always been VERY protective of my kids, step kids, grand kids, any kids in my care, to the point of irritating the hell out of them, but I wouldn't change it because I always knew where they were and that they were safe. I remember lining them up before we would go to the public pool, (where yeah, I know there are lifeguards, but they are "kids" too...), and explaining all of my rules, making sure that they understood EXACTLY what I expected from them, (for example if you're going to be out of sight to use the restroom or something, tell me), they all knew that if any of my rules were broken we would leave immediately whether we'd been there for 2 minutes or 2 hours.
My youngest is nearly 16 and when she rides her bike over to her Grandma's house, (about 5 blocks away), I insist that she texts me when she arrives, and when she ready to head home. I know that I am overprotective but nothing is more important to me that trying to do my best to keep her safe...
It's been very difficult for me as the kids grow up and I have to let them make their own choices, good and bad. I'm proud that they usually do pretty well, but still worry a lot when they make poor decisions, or when they are struggling through rough times... I understand mentally that worry does nothing to help them, and that it can in fact harm me health wise, so I try to do more praying than worrying, but my anxiety issues sometimes win the battle. I know that their guardian angels are doing their jobs, guiding and guarding my kids through all of their days and nights, but I really miss KNOWING for certain that they are safe and sound...
Please say a prayer for these missing girls and all children of the world suffering in any way...THANKS!
This morning I'm concerned about two little girls, 8 and 11 years old who have gone missing near a lake in a small town not very far from us. I pray that they will both be found unharmed, but I'm worried... and I'm trying not to be judgemental...
I've always been VERY protective of my kids, step kids, grand kids, any kids in my care, to the point of irritating the hell out of them, but I wouldn't change it because I always knew where they were and that they were safe. I remember lining them up before we would go to the public pool, (where yeah, I know there are lifeguards, but they are "kids" too...), and explaining all of my rules, making sure that they understood EXACTLY what I expected from them, (for example if you're going to be out of sight to use the restroom or something, tell me), they all knew that if any of my rules were broken we would leave immediately whether we'd been there for 2 minutes or 2 hours.
My youngest is nearly 16 and when she rides her bike over to her Grandma's house, (about 5 blocks away), I insist that she texts me when she arrives, and when she ready to head home. I know that I am overprotective but nothing is more important to me that trying to do my best to keep her safe...
It's been very difficult for me as the kids grow up and I have to let them make their own choices, good and bad. I'm proud that they usually do pretty well, but still worry a lot when they make poor decisions, or when they are struggling through rough times... I understand mentally that worry does nothing to help them, and that it can in fact harm me health wise, so I try to do more praying than worrying, but my anxiety issues sometimes win the battle. I know that their guardian angels are doing their jobs, guiding and guarding my kids through all of their days and nights, but I really miss KNOWING for certain that they are safe and sound...
Please say a prayer for these missing girls and all children of the world suffering in any way...THANKS!
Monday, June 18, 2012
Great day, mostly...
This Father's Day my curmudgeon actually heard from most of the kids! He doesn't make a fuss, but I know that it hurts him when they blow him off. Maybe they are growing up after all, whatever the reason we'll take it. :)
My favorite NASCAR driver, (since his Dad died), finally broke his losing streak! JR!!! :)
On a different note, my son is running off with a group of hippie/gypsy types... I am hopeful that they are good folks and that he will have a memorable and fun experience on this adventure, but as a mom I'm nervous... He doesn't have a cell phone, promises to write, but what if I need to get a hold of him? Guess they'll be gone for a year if all goes according to "plans?" Hoping for the best, prayin' that his guardian angels are on full alert!
Gotta go get our walk in before the temp hits 97 or more today! Ugh, it's only June...
My favorite NASCAR driver, (since his Dad died), finally broke his losing streak! JR!!! :)
On a different note, my son is running off with a group of hippie/gypsy types... I am hopeful that they are good folks and that he will have a memorable and fun experience on this adventure, but as a mom I'm nervous... He doesn't have a cell phone, promises to write, but what if I need to get a hold of him? Guess they'll be gone for a year if all goes according to "plans?" Hoping for the best, prayin' that his guardian angels are on full alert!
Gotta go get our walk in before the temp hits 97 or more today! Ugh, it's only June...
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
R.S.V.P.
Reponde sil vous plait? In English means please reply...
I understand that many folks lead incredibly busy lives, or are in super-busy phases of their lives (such as raising very active kids, etc.), but I feel that we are in a very sad time when people are too busy to reply to someone who has taken the time to say, write, text, e-mail, facebook, leave a voicemail, or contact them in any other way.
I mean hey, somebody has taken time out of their day to acknowledge YOU, they were thinking of you today and made the time to let you know. Isn't that truly a precious gift, deserving of even the briefest of responses?
I know that sometimes I can be overly sensitive, but when someone completely ignores my attempt to acknowledge them in a positive way, I feel as if I've waved at them in public and they just pretended that they didn't see me and walked away a little faster without even waving back...it is hurtful. I know that there are times when I get busy and forget to reply too, I feel bad when I realize it, and guilty for being upset with someone else...
Sometimes, I get angry and swear that I'm done with "so and so"! But later when I calm down I remember my Grandma once mentioning how much my Grandpa enjoyed my letters, how he would re-read them and smile... I never had a clue! Grandma would write notes and send cards on special occasions and "just because", but Grandpa NEVER wrote, if she hadn't mentioned it, I would never have known that someone so very dear to me even cared that I wrote...
I understand that he probably only completed 8th grade and may have been self-conscious of his spelling or penmanship, and that being from an old German family affection wasn't really spoken of that much, instead it was shown in sharing fun and special times together, usually involving food and a lot of laughter!
I remember walking out to the garden and he would point to these little brown papery globes on these little plants, he showed me how to ease the papery cover back and pop the golden ground cherries out from their casing and into my mouth, still warm from the sunshine and bursting with sweetness! (My daughter grew a bunch last summer which brought those memories back with every sweet bite, I know I've shed a tear for every ground cherry she harvested, and there were an awful lot of them!)
I also recall catching my first fish with Grandpa, a beautiful little "sunny". Honestly, I thought that it was much too pretty to eat, but I couldn't be such a weenie and say so in front of Grandpa, he was proud of me, and I wasn't gonna mess that up by being a sissy girl!
Grandpa made the most excellent potato pancakes...each time it was a major event, (he could be a bit of a ham), I adored him! He would grate mountains of potatoes and fry them to crispy perfection, I liked mine with sugar sprinkled on top, Grandma still has his recipe, but it's him that I miss, they could never taste as awesome without him...
But I digress...my point is that we should all TRY to make that extra effort to acknowledge those we love/care about and let them know how special they are to us. None of us know how many years, months, days, hours or minutes we have left in this world, I don't want to be wishing I had written that note, or made that phone call, etc. I want to have another good memory to hold on to for the rest of my days!
Love isn't love until you give it away, so I'll keep sending my sappy notes and such, whether I get responses back or not... *virtual hugs & kisses*
"May your compassion reach out to the ones we never hear from."
~ John O'Donohue ~
I understand that many folks lead incredibly busy lives, or are in super-busy phases of their lives (such as raising very active kids, etc.), but I feel that we are in a very sad time when people are too busy to reply to someone who has taken the time to say, write, text, e-mail, facebook, leave a voicemail, or contact them in any other way.
I mean hey, somebody has taken time out of their day to acknowledge YOU, they were thinking of you today and made the time to let you know. Isn't that truly a precious gift, deserving of even the briefest of responses?
I know that sometimes I can be overly sensitive, but when someone completely ignores my attempt to acknowledge them in a positive way, I feel as if I've waved at them in public and they just pretended that they didn't see me and walked away a little faster without even waving back...it is hurtful. I know that there are times when I get busy and forget to reply too, I feel bad when I realize it, and guilty for being upset with someone else...
Sometimes, I get angry and swear that I'm done with "so and so"! But later when I calm down I remember my Grandma once mentioning how much my Grandpa enjoyed my letters, how he would re-read them and smile... I never had a clue! Grandma would write notes and send cards on special occasions and "just because", but Grandpa NEVER wrote, if she hadn't mentioned it, I would never have known that someone so very dear to me even cared that I wrote...
I understand that he probably only completed 8th grade and may have been self-conscious of his spelling or penmanship, and that being from an old German family affection wasn't really spoken of that much, instead it was shown in sharing fun and special times together, usually involving food and a lot of laughter!
I remember walking out to the garden and he would point to these little brown papery globes on these little plants, he showed me how to ease the papery cover back and pop the golden ground cherries out from their casing and into my mouth, still warm from the sunshine and bursting with sweetness! (My daughter grew a bunch last summer which brought those memories back with every sweet bite, I know I've shed a tear for every ground cherry she harvested, and there were an awful lot of them!)
I also recall catching my first fish with Grandpa, a beautiful little "sunny". Honestly, I thought that it was much too pretty to eat, but I couldn't be such a weenie and say so in front of Grandpa, he was proud of me, and I wasn't gonna mess that up by being a sissy girl!
Grandpa made the most excellent potato pancakes...each time it was a major event, (he could be a bit of a ham), I adored him! He would grate mountains of potatoes and fry them to crispy perfection, I liked mine with sugar sprinkled on top, Grandma still has his recipe, but it's him that I miss, they could never taste as awesome without him...
But I digress...my point is that we should all TRY to make that extra effort to acknowledge those we love/care about and let them know how special they are to us. None of us know how many years, months, days, hours or minutes we have left in this world, I don't want to be wishing I had written that note, or made that phone call, etc. I want to have another good memory to hold on to for the rest of my days!
Love isn't love until you give it away, so I'll keep sending my sappy notes and such, whether I get responses back or not... *virtual hugs & kisses*
"May your compassion reach out to the ones we never hear from."
~ John O'Donohue ~
Monday, May 28, 2012
Support our troops every day, with just a couple of clicks
Please help feed hungry Veteran's every day, just click on the link below, then again on the blue "click here to give it's free" button.
http://www.theveteranssite.com/tpc/VET_linktous
THANK-YOU!!!
http://www.theveteranssite.com/tpc/VET_linktous
THANK-YOU!!!
Saturday, May 26, 2012
A gaggle of goslings...
When I lived in Cody, Wyoming (for a brief while in the 80's), one of the things I missed a lot was the honk-honk of Canada geese flying over. I missed seeing their "v's" flying over, hearing their honking, and probably most of all seeing the little fluffy goslings growing into gangly awkward tweens and eventually beautiful graceful adults which actually mate for life. :)
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Happy Cinco de Mayo!
My Curmudgeon made fajita's last night, 'cause he knows I love 'em and used to get them on campus every May 5 back in the day...he spoils me so! :)
Some more flower pics:
Some more flower pics:
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| forgot name, love the color |
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| firewitch/cheddar pinks |
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| violet |
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| lily of the valley/ladders to heaven |
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| columbines |
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