...the idea is to shoot a photo for the given words, IMAGE and CAPTURE.
my photos:
IMAGE
What images pop into your head?
CAPTURE
white flag. surrender. capture.
here's hoping for sunnier days this week!!
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
WELL DAMN, IT'S ABOUT TIME SHE UPDATED THE BLOG...
I've been busy damnit.
Two weeks of company- first Dwayne's mum from Canada, then my folks from Saint Louis.
So recapping,
Holden turned two years old and had himself a nice birthday party complete with a train to ride on and a train cake to eat. and lots of presents with wheels. Holden's Heaven.
during that time I came down with a virus that put me down and out for 4 or 5 days. no beuno.
but then I did lose five pounds so I guess it wasn't all bad.
Shared virus with Dwayne after that, but not the kids thankfully.
My parents came after that and we began the house-hunting expedition.
Within three days they found one they loved and it will be there's in 2 weeks!
CAN I TELL YOU HOW FREAKIN EXCITED I AM!?!
they will be living just a short drive away from us by this summer.
If only I weren't so exhausted from the past week of activity I would have more for you to read.
Happy Weekend to You!
Two weeks of company- first Dwayne's mum from Canada, then my folks from Saint Louis.
So recapping,
Holden turned two years old and had himself a nice birthday party complete with a train to ride on and a train cake to eat. and lots of presents with wheels. Holden's Heaven.
during that time I came down with a virus that put me down and out for 4 or 5 days. no beuno.
but then I did lose five pounds so I guess it wasn't all bad.
Shared virus with Dwayne after that, but not the kids thankfully.
My parents came after that and we began the house-hunting expedition.
Within three days they found one they loved and it will be there's in 2 weeks!
CAN I TELL YOU HOW FREAKIN EXCITED I AM!?!
they will be living just a short drive away from us by this summer.
If only I weren't so exhausted from the past week of activity I would have more for you to read.
Happy Weekend to You!
Monday, March 05, 2007
Mark down another milestone in the Lum household...
yesterday was the first time ever Sophie wore a real ponytail.
Lately I've been working with her hair trying to tame the wild beasties.
She doesn't wear barettes, or rubberbands, or anything in her hair for very long. they all fall out and then she looks like the bride of frankenstein with her hairs sticking up and out in every direction.
Last week I started using "product" in her hair. Some Curly magic goo that works wonders. A little water, a little magic goo, and some finger scrunching. Then her curls take life and form perfect ringlets around her head!
so cute.
But back to yesterday..
I started to brush Sophie's mane together and just for fun decided to try and pull it up into a ponytail.
A real ponytail on top of her head with a whole handful of hair... and oh my, it worked! and then I started to tear up.
For my little curly-headed baby, is not and never will be a baby again.
She was born bald and stayed that way her first year of life. Even when her hair began to grow, it stayed the same length as it curled up. she's never even had a haircut.
But now she's a girl. A big girl who can wear real ponytails.
sniff
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Friday, February 23, 2007
little Lummin updates~
Holden
so close to two. and he never stops going.
He's already gotten the 2-year old charm. you know, like throwing screaming-at-the-top-of-his-lung tantrums that can last long past twenty minutes.
and are thrown over NOTHING
So help me god I've tried turning the radio up full blast and rolling down the windows to make him shut the f up so I can drive without feeling like a train wreck waiting to happen. I hate when he wails in the car so blasted loud. I've learned to deal, but still feel quite on edge and ready to get the hell home whenever he does.
The boy is hilarious though. Imitates his big sister and irritates her too.
He loves exploring and pretend play, and is still quite obsessed and fasicinated with trains and trucks.
we call him Mr. messy for a reason. he uses his food for paint and clay and various displays of art, treats for the dogs, projectiles and weapons, and decoration for his clothes.
It's physicaly impossible for him to stay clean for 2 minutes.
He weighs about as much as Sophie and still wants to be carried like baby when he's tired.
but I carry him up the 25 stairs. I love the snuggle time at the end of the day, when he cuddles up tight and rocks in my lap while we read. when he wants me to read story after story before bedtime.
I want to freeze frame those moments forever. remember the smell, the color, the feel, the warmth and closeness.
Sophie, Crazy Curls, now has a few more imaginary friends. Along with Eddie, we have Freddie and just recently Eddie's sister, Nettie.
oh. kay.
And she also pretends to be a dog.
Sounds typical for a 3 year old imagination.
But Sophie's imagination is wilder than the typical. she walks around on all fours throughout most of the day. barking.
She refuses so be called Sophie and you must call whatever dog-of-the-day name she's chosen. usually rotating names are used such as Cocoa, Lucky, Astro, or Lady.
Last week I awoke to Cocoa barking in her room until I let her out.
That day she also balked at peeing on the potty. because "dogs don't pee on potties, they pee outside."
Yes, and dogs can wear muzzles and stay in dog crates.
I just go with the flow.
For these are phases. And like all before, they slowly pass and new delightful and or sometimes awful ones emerge.
Holden
so close to two. and he never stops going.
He's already gotten the 2-year old charm. you know, like throwing screaming-at-the-top-of-his-lung tantrums that can last long past twenty minutes.
and are thrown over NOTHING
So help me god I've tried turning the radio up full blast and rolling down the windows to make him shut the f up so I can drive without feeling like a train wreck waiting to happen. I hate when he wails in the car so blasted loud. I've learned to deal, but still feel quite on edge and ready to get the hell home whenever he does.
The boy is hilarious though. Imitates his big sister and irritates her too.
He loves exploring and pretend play, and is still quite obsessed and fasicinated with trains and trucks.
we call him Mr. messy for a reason. he uses his food for paint and clay and various displays of art, treats for the dogs, projectiles and weapons, and decoration for his clothes.
It's physicaly impossible for him to stay clean for 2 minutes.
He weighs about as much as Sophie and still wants to be carried like baby when he's tired.
but I carry him up the 25 stairs. I love the snuggle time at the end of the day, when he cuddles up tight and rocks in my lap while we read. when he wants me to read story after story before bedtime.
I want to freeze frame those moments forever. remember the smell, the color, the feel, the warmth and closeness.
Sophie, Crazy Curls, now has a few more imaginary friends. Along with Eddie, we have Freddie and just recently Eddie's sister, Nettie.
oh. kay.
And she also pretends to be a dog.
Sounds typical for a 3 year old imagination.
But Sophie's imagination is wilder than the typical. she walks around on all fours throughout most of the day. barking.
She refuses so be called Sophie and you must call whatever dog-of-the-day name she's chosen. usually rotating names are used such as Cocoa, Lucky, Astro, or Lady.
Last week I awoke to Cocoa barking in her room until I let her out.
That day she also balked at peeing on the potty. because "dogs don't pee on potties, they pee outside."
Yes, and dogs can wear muzzles and stay in dog crates.
I just go with the flow.
For these are phases. And like all before, they slowly pass and new delightful and or sometimes awful ones emerge.
Sunday, February 04, 2007
my Weekend Word Challenge photos:
Balance
salt & pepper,
black & white,
yin & yang,
...balance.
something I strive for as a Libra, yet can never quite acheive. inevitably I tip the scales back and forth, continually see-sawing, yo-yoing, and aiming to find the closest thing to equilibrium I'll ever know.
anyway,
this guy is way off-balance!
Parallel
I know, a bit obvious and simple for parallel.
but these permeate nearly every room in our house, and that's just too much "parallel" to pass by.
and a few more new pics over on my Flickr site if you wanna see...
Balance
salt & pepper,
black & white,
yin & yang,
...balance.
something I strive for as a Libra, yet can never quite acheive. inevitably I tip the scales back and forth, continually see-sawing, yo-yoing, and aiming to find the closest thing to equilibrium I'll ever know.
anyway,
this guy is way off-balance!
Parallel
I know, a bit obvious and simple for parallel.
but these permeate nearly every room in our house, and that's just too much "parallel" to pass by.
and a few more new pics over on my Flickr site if you wanna see...
Sunday, January 28, 2007
This is the Weekend Word Challenge-
OddMix wants us to take pictures for the words START and AGAIN.
START-
My first pair of Lucky jeans.
after much traveling to and from the dressing rooms, searching for that perfect pair of jeans and striking out every time, I was feeling quite low. the jeans fit in all the wrong places and didn’t fit in the right ones. (you know what I mean ladies)
But then last Thursday (I'd like to remember this as the day I fell in love with a pair of jeans),
I stumbled past the Lucky store at the mall...
A beautiful place with overflowing amounts of jeans in every different size, length, color, fit, stitch shine and buckle, of your choice. (of course all come with a beautiful price tag as well)
I perused the walls of denim and grabbed a pair called SWEET DREAM. exactly what I had been looking for- dark wash, regular length, size 2/26, low rise jeans.
I grabbed a few other choices and headed to the changing rooms.
I tried on the first pair,
a SWEET DREAM indeed!
They rocked! as if they'd been specifically made to fit all "my humps"oh so perfectly,
and frankly they just made me feel HOT.
We were a perfect match, written in the stars, destined to find each other this one day.
and we've been together ever since that moment.
seriously, I yanked off the tags, paid, and walked out of there wearing my Sweet Dreams.
sweet dreams :) finding the perfect pair of jeans gives me a high that I hope remains as long as my jeans are Lucky.
AGAIN-
damn i hate shaving.
never-ending cycles.
just like laundry
OddMix wants us to take pictures for the words START and AGAIN.
START-
My first pair of Lucky jeans.
after much traveling to and from the dressing rooms, searching for that perfect pair of jeans and striking out every time, I was feeling quite low. the jeans fit in all the wrong places and didn’t fit in the right ones. (you know what I mean ladies)
But then last Thursday (I'd like to remember this as the day I fell in love with a pair of jeans),
I stumbled past the Lucky store at the mall...
A beautiful place with overflowing amounts of jeans in every different size, length, color, fit, stitch shine and buckle, of your choice. (of course all come with a beautiful price tag as well)
I perused the walls of denim and grabbed a pair called SWEET DREAM. exactly what I had been looking for- dark wash, regular length, size 2/26, low rise jeans.
I grabbed a few other choices and headed to the changing rooms.
I tried on the first pair,
a SWEET DREAM indeed!
They rocked! as if they'd been specifically made to fit all "my humps"oh so perfectly,
and frankly they just made me feel HOT.
We were a perfect match, written in the stars, destined to find each other this one day.
and we've been together ever since that moment.
seriously, I yanked off the tags, paid, and walked out of there wearing my Sweet Dreams.
sweet dreams :) finding the perfect pair of jeans gives me a high that I hope remains as long as my jeans are Lucky.
AGAIN-
damn i hate shaving.
never-ending cycles.
just like laundry
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
because we're a little weird...
(see slideshow)
We played yet another round of “Never Gonna Get It”
As in, never gonna get one really nice portrait of my two Lummins together.
But at least they’re a guaranteed laugh!
(see slideshow)
We played yet another round of “Never Gonna Get It”
As in, never gonna get one really nice portrait of my two Lummins together.
But at least they’re a guaranteed laugh!
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Monday, something wicked and evil came and knocked me on my ass.
I woke up that morning and promptly barfed up my cheerios.
Feeling so icky I snuggled into bed and laid down for what was to become a twenty-hour nap. or something close to that...
Tuesday morning I awoke to Sophie's hushed but extremely excited words,
"Mommy, it's snowing!"
I HAD to get up for that!
I bundled up and headed outside to see the winter weather. Winter, I said.
A mix of icy drizzly, sleety, kind of stuff covered our lawn and deck.
Giant snowflakes fell from the sky between the pelting ice-rain. (I say ice-rain because frankly even after numerous explanations I STILL don't know the difference between sleet and freezing rain. I'll just call it ice-rain.)
Yeah, it was a beautiful sight.
I tapped Sophie on the side of her head and said "Stick this in your memory. We don't see this very often in Austin."
And of course I had to take some pics for that same reason.
(click on this picture to see the rest...)
So now it's Thursday and I'm alive again, but feel like I've lost a week somewhere in between all the ailments, illnesses, and iciness around here.
I woke up that morning and promptly barfed up my cheerios.
Feeling so icky I snuggled into bed and laid down for what was to become a twenty-hour nap. or something close to that...
Tuesday morning I awoke to Sophie's hushed but extremely excited words,
"Mommy, it's snowing!"
I HAD to get up for that!
I bundled up and headed outside to see the winter weather. Winter, I said.
A mix of icy drizzly, sleety, kind of stuff covered our lawn and deck.
Giant snowflakes fell from the sky between the pelting ice-rain. (I say ice-rain because frankly even after numerous explanations I STILL don't know the difference between sleet and freezing rain. I'll just call it ice-rain.)
Yeah, it was a beautiful sight.
I tapped Sophie on the side of her head and said "Stick this in your memory. We don't see this very often in Austin."
And of course I had to take some pics for that same reason.
(click on this picture to see the rest...)
So now it's Thursday and I'm alive again, but feel like I've lost a week somewhere in between all the ailments, illnesses, and iciness around here.
Friday, January 12, 2007
Been gone again
it’s the same old song.
No time to sit down
and no time to blog.
My funny Lummin antics
and tales of woe,
will remain in my memory
instead of shared with ye.
But now,
I shall recap bits of my long hectic week.
After a good-friend goodbye (she’s moving cross country)
and one last Lauren hug,
I bid her farewell and wept all day long.
Holden is sick with an ear infection and more,
Sophie tripped and caught a big-fat busted lip.
Many hours in waiting rooms we’ve spent.
Aroused many early mornings before sunlight this week,
by crying or screaming child accompanied by his thundering feet.
The Lum husband is gone,
And I’m now feeling like whiny country song.
So that’s how it goes.
When the kids are well
I’ll send them back to school.
I’ll have some time for myself,
to get back to whatever-it-is I normally do.
And we’ll all return to the normal level of insanity around here.
it’s the same old song.
No time to sit down
and no time to blog.
My funny Lummin antics
and tales of woe,
will remain in my memory
instead of shared with ye.
But now,
I shall recap bits of my long hectic week.
After a good-friend goodbye (she’s moving cross country)
and one last Lauren hug,
I bid her farewell and wept all day long.
Holden is sick with an ear infection and more,
Sophie tripped and caught a big-fat busted lip.
Many hours in waiting rooms we’ve spent.
Aroused many early mornings before sunlight this week,
by crying or screaming child accompanied by his thundering feet.
The Lum husband is gone,
And I’m now feeling like whiny country song.
So that’s how it goes.
When the kids are well
I’ll send them back to school.
I’ll have some time for myself,
to get back to whatever-it-is I normally do.
And we’ll all return to the normal level of insanity around here.
Monday, January 01, 2007
the absentee blogger returns
We spent our Christmas holidays at my parent’s house in Saint Louis, joined by my sister and her three young ones.
We were aiming for a picture of all the grandkids here... ha ha.
That was one week together with 10 people, 5 of them children, in an older home with creaky floors and small rooms, quite small in the bathroom when you have three other little companions joining you for makeup, toothbrushing, and potty times.
And while it was a noisy time, it was so nice to be with my family!
now we are back to a warmer climate, and a slightly quieter house...
a few more pictures from our trip are here.
We were aiming for a picture of all the grandkids here... ha ha.
That was one week together with 10 people, 5 of them children, in an older home with creaky floors and small rooms, quite small in the bathroom when you have three other little companions joining you for makeup, toothbrushing, and potty times.
And while it was a noisy time, it was so nice to be with my family!
now we are back to a warmer climate, and a slightly quieter house...
a few more pictures from our trip are here.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
I'm here.
But obviously, I haven't been.
It's been a blur of busy busy days.
Lots of work, some company, cooking, shopping, prepping, feasting, coffee drinking, wine tastings,
errand running, and many "sex and the city" nights. :)
I like the holiday season. but at the same time I despise it.
stress and more stress
the nagging pressure you feel everytime you walk into a store after halloween- decorated with christmas everythings everywhere, bombarding your mind with the songs, the flashy displays, and monster sales.
the lines and crowds at every corner you turn
the traveling about with two demanding young Lummins
getting my christmas cards out on time
what I cherish-
the smells,
the traditions,
being with family,
the food and drinks,
the young ones' faces on christmas morning :)
Happy Season Ya'll!
But obviously, I haven't been.
It's been a blur of busy busy days.
Lots of work, some company, cooking, shopping, prepping, feasting, coffee drinking, wine tastings,
errand running, and many "sex and the city" nights. :)
I like the holiday season. but at the same time I despise it.
stress and more stress
the nagging pressure you feel everytime you walk into a store after halloween- decorated with christmas everythings everywhere, bombarding your mind with the songs, the flashy displays, and monster sales.
the lines and crowds at every corner you turn
the traveling about with two demanding young Lummins
getting my christmas cards out on time
what I cherish-
the smells,
the traditions,
being with family,
the food and drinks,
the young ones' faces on christmas morning :)
Happy Season Ya'll!
Saturday, November 11, 2006
THE WEEKEND UPDATE AND WORD CHALLENGE
UPDATES
After a near two week excursion to Europe, traveling throughout London, Paris, and Germany, the Lum Man of the House returned home to an overly excited family. The Little Lummins were completely ecstatic, each vying for their spot in Daddy's arms and fist fighting for his attention. I waited patiently and got my piece of Dwayne too.
while Dwayne was abroad I was wondering why, WHY didn't I find a way to join him...I could have kept myself busy taking photograph after phtotograph throughout the foreign streets, parading through boutiques , museums, and streetside cafes while he worked.
kicking myself! Next year I'm gonna get smarter and drop off the kids at my parents if I get the opportunity to go.
WEEKEND WORD CHALLENGE
created by OddMix this week's words are conform and rebel.
conform
The leaves conform to the rules of the season, Fall. falling from the trees and lining up against the wall.
but Fall is deceivious in these parts. Even though we are now way into November the temperatures neared 90 degrees this past week...
rebels
Rebellious to the season,
the butterflies and bees covering the flowers- they're everywhere!
Not the usual symbols for Fall.
But we do live in Austin, Texas, so anything goes...
and at least it's not snowing here!
p.s. I cannot switch to Beta Blogger people. it says I can't.
know any tricks??
After a near two week excursion to Europe, traveling throughout London, Paris, and Germany, the Lum Man of the House returned home to an overly excited family. The Little Lummins were completely ecstatic, each vying for their spot in Daddy's arms and fist fighting for his attention. I waited patiently and got my piece of Dwayne too.
while Dwayne was abroad I was wondering why, WHY didn't I find a way to join him...I could have kept myself busy taking photograph after phtotograph throughout the foreign streets, parading through boutiques , museums, and streetside cafes while he worked.
kicking myself! Next year I'm gonna get smarter and drop off the kids at my parents if I get the opportunity to go.
WEEKEND WORD CHALLENGE
created by OddMix this week's words are conform and rebel.
conform
The leaves conform to the rules of the season, Fall. falling from the trees and lining up against the wall.
but Fall is deceivious in these parts. Even though we are now way into November the temperatures neared 90 degrees this past week...
rebels
Rebellious to the season,
the butterflies and bees covering the flowers- they're everywhere!
Not the usual symbols for Fall.
But we do live in Austin, Texas, so anything goes...
and at least it's not snowing here!
p.s. I cannot switch to Beta Blogger people. it says I can't.
know any tricks??
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
I'm walking up the stairs to go bed... Shit! was that a scorpion I just saw?
yep.
I run into the closet and grab the biggest stompin boot I can find.
Carefully stepping down the stairs I spy the evil beast and smash it to a pulp.
Or so I think. But the bastard slinks its body into the crevice of the stair and I can't reach it no matter how hard I smash.
I needed something to pry the sucker out. thinking thinking...SCISSORS! (I do belive the idea came from a TKW story)
My heart pounding and adrenaline pumping fast and furious I chop the mother fucker in half. chop chop. head still moving. chop.chop.chopchopchopchopchopchopchopchopchop...
Dead!
and in a million pieces on the floor.
yep.
I run into the closet and grab the biggest stompin boot I can find.
Carefully stepping down the stairs I spy the evil beast and smash it to a pulp.
Or so I think. But the bastard slinks its body into the crevice of the stair and I can't reach it no matter how hard I smash.
I needed something to pry the sucker out. thinking thinking...SCISSORS! (I do belive the idea came from a TKW story)
My heart pounding and adrenaline pumping fast and furious I chop the mother fucker in half. chop chop. head still moving. chop.chop.chopchopchopchopchopchopchopchopchop...
Dead!
and in a million pieces on the floor.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
time out from blogging until the Lum man returns from his very long business trip...
no time to sit down.
...but come back and visit my Flickr page soon. I'll be updating with the photos from last weekend's baby shoot.
I'll be back soon.
AND ALL YOU BLOGGING BITCHES HAVE A DRINK FOR ME OVER BLOWOUT WEEKEND!!!!
:)
no time to sit down.
...but come back and visit my Flickr page soon. I'll be updating with the photos from last weekend's baby shoot.
I'll be back soon.
AND ALL YOU BLOGGING BITCHES HAVE A DRINK FOR ME OVER BLOWOUT WEEKEND!!!!
:)
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Look at this doll!
I was taking her picture, and stealing her away to snuggle and hold, and taking in deep breaths on the top of her itty bitty head to soak up that "baby" smell that I wish I could bottle and keep forever. i looooove that smell! I would take a sniff everyday.
ahhhh...
Her mama looks at me and asks "you gonna have anymore kids?"
NO. but I'll eat yours up as much as I can!!
And when the little one cried, I recorded the sound in my head to play over and over again so I can remember that I definitely positively don't want any more babies.
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You wanna new poll yet?
I got one. GO CHECK IT OUT -------->
*just changed the poll answers...go vote again if you did before!
The results from the last poll told me that by a landslide most of you feel when it comes to love, permanence is more important than intensity.
I'm not sure what I think about that. I'm thinking most of my readers are married? And old.
Just kidding! but do ya think if I polled a bunch of 18-25 yr olds they'd go for permanence? uh uh.
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I've so far, finished off two and a half bags of chocolate candy that were supposed to be for the Halloween trick-or-treaters (yeah, the 2 kids that might show up). yes finished off two and a half bags so far. yummy yummy little chocolates. they're so small you can't just have one and then you start to see nothing wrong with eating 8 or 10 in one sitting.
So today I got smarter and bought another bag of candy that I know I won't eat.
ok, and then I got just one more bag of chocolates.
:)
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
(Chris, don't read this)
I'm sad today and yesterday.
My sister called me in tears Tuesday afternoon (morning for her in Hawaii).
I prepared myself mentally. For I knew why she was in tears.
Someone had died.
My sister is a Marine's wife. She has three kids and lives out in the middle of the ocean. She is alone for the next 7 months while her husband fights in Iraq.
And she'd just learned that her neighbor and friend lost her husband. Her husband was in the same company as my sister's. and that news hit waaaay too close to home!
Her friend will now birth their second child in December as a widow.
It makes me sad, sad, sad, and sick, and so very mad.
It kills me that she lost her husband, that so many have lost their husbands, and sons, and fathers... for senseless and pointless reasons.
I do believe that the present state of Iraq, their government, and our presence there is COMPLETE MADNESS.
I do not care if you agree with me. Nor will I rant on and on about madness over there. or here. or everywhere...
No. But I will tell you it scares me sensleless to imagine this happening to my sister and her family.
How can she live with the constant ball of worry that her door may be the next knocked upon?
Does she plant that ball in the back of her brain and bury it over with the everyday routines and goings. with prayers. with love for a world full of baby bottoms and messy house...
PLEASE COME BACK SAFE AND ALIVE JOE!!!!
I'm sad today and yesterday.
My sister called me in tears Tuesday afternoon (morning for her in Hawaii).
I prepared myself mentally. For I knew why she was in tears.
Someone had died.
My sister is a Marine's wife. She has three kids and lives out in the middle of the ocean. She is alone for the next 7 months while her husband fights in Iraq.
And she'd just learned that her neighbor and friend lost her husband. Her husband was in the same company as my sister's. and that news hit waaaay too close to home!
Her friend will now birth their second child in December as a widow.
It makes me sad, sad, sad, and sick, and so very mad.
It kills me that she lost her husband, that so many have lost their husbands, and sons, and fathers... for senseless and pointless reasons.
I do believe that the present state of Iraq, their government, and our presence there is COMPLETE MADNESS.
I do not care if you agree with me. Nor will I rant on and on about madness over there. or here. or everywhere...
No. But I will tell you it scares me sensleless to imagine this happening to my sister and her family.
How can she live with the constant ball of worry that her door may be the next knocked upon?
Does she plant that ball in the back of her brain and bury it over with the everyday routines and goings. with prayers. with love for a world full of baby bottoms and messy house...
PLEASE COME BACK SAFE AND ALIVE JOE!!!!
Monday, October 16, 2006
WEEKEND WORDS CHALLENGE
HELLO- Mr. Sunshine returns and starts to dry up all the rain.
GOODBYE rainy day
see that blue sky peekin through?
after the Sunday showers.
-HELLO and GOODBYE are the given words for this Weekend's Word Challenge -by OddMix.
GOODBYE rainy day
see that blue sky peekin through?
after the Sunday showers.
-HELLO and GOODBYE are the given words for this Weekend's Word Challenge -by OddMix.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
I am a mother
And I am a wife
A daughter and sister
I am a friend
And I am me.
Me is someone who hides in these other roles much of the time, but needs to come out regularly for a breath of fresh air.
I like to take Me out. She’s usually a good fun time. She’s real. She’s good conversation and silliness too.
My Me:
Likes to cuss
Plays loud music
Smokes Marlboro UltraLights
Farts and then sniffs
This Mommy:
Loves to watch and guide her children as they discover and explore their world
Tries to make every outing an exciting adventure (even if it’s just a lame trip to the grocery store)
Is loving and giving
Is tired everyday
This Daughter/Sister:
Loves yakking on the phone
Keeps close
Shares funny and troubling stories about the kids
Thrives on their love and comfort
This Wife:
Is a hot lover
Sometimes nags and complains
Wants to be near her man
This Friend:
Talks sex, poop, and juicy gossip
Cries together
Listens to and shares the daily stresses and deepest troubles
These are not the only parts in my “role resume” but the most prominent on a daily going…
Together they form Me, but I also know that my Me is a separate entity that can sometimes collide with my other duties.
So I’m constantly aiming to achieve that golden balance where all my selves are evenly nurtured and played with. (I’m a Libra ya know…always trying balance those scales…)
I think it’s a shame when someone loses their Me. Whether driven down by being a constant mother/housekeeper, or when the powerhouse workaholics can’t detach from their jobs…
I’m just sayin- we must all take our ME out for spin every now and then!
(of course on the flip side we all know people that play a little too much with their Me and tend to forget about their other roles and responsibilities) …so don’t go overboard)
So I’m curious, is your Me just a configuration of your daily roles in life, or does your Me exist outside of your roles?
Do you let your Me out of the closet regularly for exercise?
And I am a wife
A daughter and sister
I am a friend
And I am me.
Me is someone who hides in these other roles much of the time, but needs to come out regularly for a breath of fresh air.
I like to take Me out. She’s usually a good fun time. She’s real. She’s good conversation and silliness too.
My Me:
Likes to cuss
Plays loud music
Smokes Marlboro UltraLights
Farts and then sniffs
This Mommy:
Loves to watch and guide her children as they discover and explore their world
Tries to make every outing an exciting adventure (even if it’s just a lame trip to the grocery store)
Is loving and giving
Is tired everyday
This Daughter/Sister:
Loves yakking on the phone
Keeps close
Shares funny and troubling stories about the kids
Thrives on their love and comfort
This Wife:
Is a hot lover
Sometimes nags and complains
Wants to be near her man
This Friend:
Talks sex, poop, and juicy gossip
Cries together
Listens to and shares the daily stresses and deepest troubles
These are not the only parts in my “role resume” but the most prominent on a daily going…
Together they form Me, but I also know that my Me is a separate entity that can sometimes collide with my other duties.
So I’m constantly aiming to achieve that golden balance where all my selves are evenly nurtured and played with. (I’m a Libra ya know…always trying balance those scales…)
I think it’s a shame when someone loses their Me. Whether driven down by being a constant mother/housekeeper, or when the powerhouse workaholics can’t detach from their jobs…
I’m just sayin- we must all take our ME out for spin every now and then!
(of course on the flip side we all know people that play a little too much with their Me and tend to forget about their other roles and responsibilities) …so don’t go overboard)
So I’m curious, is your Me just a configuration of your daily roles in life, or does your Me exist outside of your roles?
Do you let your Me out of the closet regularly for exercise?
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