Remember this, when you step over my door sill, you’ve been raised. You know the difference between right and wrong. Do right. Don’t let anybody else raise you and make you change. And remember this, you can always come home.’
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Reason, a Season or a Lifetime
People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on. Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season. LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant. Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime...
A Woman should have......
MAYA ANGEL..OU'..S'
BEST POEM EVER
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE ...
enoug..h
money.. withi..n her contr..ol to move out
and rent a place.. of her own,
even if she never.. wants.. to or needs.. to.....
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE ..
somet..hing
perfe..ct to wear if the emplo..yer,
or date of her dream..s
wants.. to see her in an hour.....
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D
HAVE .
a youth.. she'..s conte..nt to leave.. behin..d......
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE
a past juicy..
enoug..h that she'..s looki..ng forwa..rd to
retel..ling it in her
old age......
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE .. a set of screw..drive..rs, a cordl..ess drill.., and a black.. lace bra.....
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE .
one frien..d who
alway..s makes.. her laugh.... and one who lets her cry.....
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE ...
a good piece..
of furni..ture not previ..ously.. owned.. by anyon..e else in her
famil..y...
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE ..
eight..
match..ing plate..s, wine glass..es with stems..,
and a recip..e for
a meal,..
that will make her guest..s feel honor..ed.....
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE
a feeli..ng of
contr..ol over her desti..ny..
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D
KNOW.....
how to fall in love witho..ut losin..g herse..lf..
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW.....
how to quit
a job,
break.. up with a lover..,
and confr..ont a frien..d
witho..ut;
ruini..ng the frien..dship.....
EVERY.. WOMAN..
SHOUL..D KNOW.....
when to try harde..r... and WHEN TO WALK
AWAY.....
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW.....
that she can'..t chang..e the lengt..h of her calve..s,
the width.. of her hips,.. or the natur..e of her paren..ts..
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW.....
that her
child..hood may not have been perfe..ct.......but it's over.....
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW.....
what she
would.. and would..n't do for love or more.....
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW......
how to live
alone..... even if she doesn..'t like it.....
EVERY..
WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW....
whom she can trust..,
whom she can'..t,
and why she shoul..dn't take it perso..nally.....
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW.....
where.. to
go.....
be it to her best frien..d's kitch..en table....
or a
charm..ing Inn in the woods......
when her soul needs..
sooth..ing.....
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW....
What she can and can'..t accom..plish.. in a day.....
a
month.........and a year.....
BEST POEM EVER
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE ...
enoug..h
money.. withi..n her contr..ol to move out
and rent a place.. of her own,
even if she never.. wants.. to or needs.. to.....
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE ..
somet..hing
perfe..ct to wear if the emplo..yer,
or date of her dream..s
wants.. to see her in an hour.....
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D
HAVE .
a youth.. she'..s conte..nt to leave.. behin..d......
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE
a past juicy..
enoug..h that she'..s looki..ng forwa..rd to
retel..ling it in her
old age......
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE .. a set of screw..drive..rs, a cordl..ess drill.., and a black.. lace bra.....
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE .
one frien..d who
alway..s makes.. her laugh.... and one who lets her cry.....
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE ...
a good piece..
of furni..ture not previ..ously.. owned.. by anyon..e else in her
famil..y...
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE ..
eight..
match..ing plate..s, wine glass..es with stems..,
and a recip..e for
a meal,..
that will make her guest..s feel honor..ed.....
A WOMAN.. SHOUL..D HAVE
a feeli..ng of
contr..ol over her desti..ny..
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D
KNOW.....
how to fall in love witho..ut losin..g herse..lf..
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW.....
how to quit
a job,
break.. up with a lover..,
and confr..ont a frien..d
witho..ut;
ruini..ng the frien..dship.....
EVERY.. WOMAN..
SHOUL..D KNOW.....
when to try harde..r... and WHEN TO WALK
AWAY.....
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW.....
that she can'..t chang..e the lengt..h of her calve..s,
the width.. of her hips,.. or the natur..e of her paren..ts..
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW.....
that her
child..hood may not have been perfe..ct.......but it's over.....
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW.....
what she
would.. and would..n't do for love or more.....
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW......
how to live
alone..... even if she doesn..'t like it.....
EVERY..
WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW....
whom she can trust..,
whom she can'..t,
and why she shoul..dn't take it perso..nally.....
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW.....
where.. to
go.....
be it to her best frien..d's kitch..en table....
or a
charm..ing Inn in the woods......
when her soul needs..
sooth..ing.....
EVERY.. WOMAN.. SHOUL..D KNOW....
What she can and can'..t accom..plish.. in a day.....
a
month.........and a year.....
To my husband..
BABY, YOU ARE... My sunny sky, my favorite high, my bed so warm, my port in a storm, my sweetest gift, my emotional lift, my best friend until the end, my inspiration, my destination, my shining light, my day & night, my heart healer, my anger chiller, my pain reliever, my spring fever, my gem so rare, my answered prayer, my heart & soul, my life made whole, my merry-go 'round, my 'up' when I'm down, my best chance, my last dance, my energizer, my appetizer, my morning sun, my evening fun, my dancing partner, my heart's gardener, my source of laughter, my ever after, my heaven sent for who I'm meant, my burning fire, my greatest desire, my soul mate, my sweet fate, my dream lover, my 'before all others,' my confidence, my common sense, my reason why until I die. Just in case you didn't know.
~Unknown
~Unknown
Love or Infatuation
Infatuation, is instant desire-one set of glands calling to another.
love, is friendship that has caught fire, it takes root and grows one day at a time.
Infatuation, is marked by a feeling of insecurity, you are excited and eager but not genuinely happy there are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about your beloved that you would just as soon not examine to closely.
Love, is the quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. it is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you- to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by their presence and even when they are away. Miles do not separate you, you want them near, but near or far, you now he or she is yours and can wait.
Infatuation has an element of sexual excitement, whenever you are in one another's company you are hoping it will end in intimacy.
Love, is the maturation of friendship, you must be friends before you can become lovers.
Infatuation lacks confidence. When they are away you wonder if they are cheating, sometimes you check.
Love means trust, you are calm, secure and unthreatened, he feels your trust and it makes him even more trustworthy.
Infatuation might lead you to do things you'll regret later.
Love, lifts you up, it makes you look up, it makes you think up, it makes you a better person than you were before!
Maturity
Maturity is many things. It is the ability to base a judgement on the big picture, the long haul. It means being able to resist the urge for immediate gratification and opt for the course of action that will pay off later. One of the characteristics of the Young is "I want it now". Grown-up people can wait.
Maturity is perseverance_ the ability to sweat out a project or a situation in spite of heavy opposition and discouraging setbacks. To stick with it until it is finished. The adult who is constantly changing jobs, changing friends and changing mates is immature. He cannot stick it out because he has not grown up.
Maturity is the ability to control anger and settle differences without violence or destruction. The mature person can face unpleasantness, frustration, discomfort and defeat without collapsing or complaining. he knows he can't have everything his own way every time. He is able to defer to circumstances, to other people- and to time. He knows when to compromise and is not too proud to do it.
Maturity is humility. It is being big enough to say, "I was wrong." And, when he is right, the mature person need not experience the satisfaction of saying, "I told you so."
Maturity is the ability to live up to your responsibilities, and this means being dependable. It means keeping your work. Dependability is the hallmark of integrity. Do you mean what you say- and do you say what you mean? Unfortunately, the world is filled with people who can't be counted on. When you need them most, they are among the missing. they never seem to come through in the clutches. They break promises and substitute alibis for performance. They show up late or not at all. they are confused and disorganized. Their lives are chaotic maze of broken promises, former friends, unfinished business and good intentions that somehow never materialize. they are always a day late and a dollar short.
Maturity is the ability to make a decision and stand by it. Immature people spend their lives exploring endless possibilities and then do nothing.
Maturity is the ability to harness your abilities and your energies and do more than is expected. The mature person refuses to settle for mediocrity. he would rather aim high and miss the mark than aim low- and make it.
Maturity is the art of living in peace with that which we cannot change, the courage to change that which should be changed, no matter what it takes, and the wisdom to know the difference.
Maturity is perseverance_ the ability to sweat out a project or a situation in spite of heavy opposition and discouraging setbacks. To stick with it until it is finished. The adult who is constantly changing jobs, changing friends and changing mates is immature. He cannot stick it out because he has not grown up.
Maturity is the ability to control anger and settle differences without violence or destruction. The mature person can face unpleasantness, frustration, discomfort and defeat without collapsing or complaining. he knows he can't have everything his own way every time. He is able to defer to circumstances, to other people- and to time. He knows when to compromise and is not too proud to do it.
Maturity is humility. It is being big enough to say, "I was wrong." And, when he is right, the mature person need not experience the satisfaction of saying, "I told you so."
Maturity is the ability to live up to your responsibilities, and this means being dependable. It means keeping your work. Dependability is the hallmark of integrity. Do you mean what you say- and do you say what you mean? Unfortunately, the world is filled with people who can't be counted on. When you need them most, they are among the missing. they never seem to come through in the clutches. They break promises and substitute alibis for performance. They show up late or not at all. they are confused and disorganized. Their lives are chaotic maze of broken promises, former friends, unfinished business and good intentions that somehow never materialize. they are always a day late and a dollar short.
Maturity is the ability to make a decision and stand by it. Immature people spend their lives exploring endless possibilities and then do nothing.
Maturity is the ability to harness your abilities and your energies and do more than is expected. The mature person refuses to settle for mediocrity. he would rather aim high and miss the mark than aim low- and make it.
Maturity is the art of living in peace with that which we cannot change, the courage to change that which should be changed, no matter what it takes, and the wisdom to know the difference.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Counting my blessings
It's time I counted my blessings and what I'm thankful for. I get pretty wrapped up in the stupid stuff in life the things that do not deserve as much merit as I have given them. I put to much importance in the mundane things. I've been blessed with a family that loves me very much even when I feel like I don't deserve them. They give me grace and tell me it's OK. We all have each other and that's a rare thing for some. You don't realize what you have until you lose it, not that I am losing it, what I am really saying is I take it for granted most days and that's not something I am proud of. Another thing I am thankful for is our health, I see the struggles of others and I fear some days I've taken my health for granted for way to long instead of taking care of it. I know I can do better. I'm also thankful to still have both my parents, I have so many friends who have already lost theirs and can't imagine how it must feel. I'm also thankful I live in America, we don't stop to realize how good we have it. I'm thankful to have a warm house to come home too every night with cupboards of food to make dinner. I'm thankful to have a job so many have gone with out for a very long time now! I need to put things back in perspective and I'm starting right now!
Monday, October 25, 2010
Play Dough
1 Cup of flour
1/2 cup of Salt
1 cup of water
2 tablespoons of oil
2 tablespoons of Cream of Tartar
Beet, Spinach, or Carrot Juice (or food coloring)
Mix flour, Cream of Tartar, salt and oil, slowly add colored water. Cook over medium heat, Stirring until dough becomes stiff. Put ball of play dough onto wax paper let cool enjoy!
1 Cup of flour
1/2 cup of Salt
1 cup of water
2 tablespoons of oil
2 tablespoons of Cream of Tartar
Beet, Spinach, or Carrot Juice (or food coloring)
Mix flour, Cream of Tartar, salt and oil, slowly add colored water. Cook over medium heat, Stirring until dough becomes stiff. Put ball of play dough onto wax paper let cool enjoy!
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
I found a chair and it was free! So I am in the process of reinventing it. I am not done and will post the finished product after completed. I found a dresser for free on the side of the road a few years back and have just now made some time to paint it! I'm not sure if I am going to leave it solid black or apply a finish of some sort. I am in the learning phase still!
Monday, October 4, 2010
I find it hard to be a working mom and be good at both. When I am not motivated I make a list.
Some times I'll make my list at the end of the day I write every thing down from giving Shelby a bath to reading her a bed time story and brushing her teeth, a feat in it's self, it all counts in my book. I'm a working mom housewife, daughter, sister, granddaughter and friend. Recounting all the things I did and looking at them on paper reminds me I did accomplish something today.
I have two different kinds of list's the things that have urgency and my success list of things that I do on a daily basis that I don't give myself enough credit for. I don't necessarily separate them on paper it's usually all one long list! But there are two different reasons I list things one is to stop my mind from obsessing because I've been procrastinating and the other reason is to remind myself of all the little things that do count. Plus I get allot of checks on my list that way! Here's an example of today's list.
Some times I'll make my list at the end of the day I write every thing down from giving Shelby a bath to reading her a bed time story and brushing her teeth, a feat in it's self, it all counts in my book. I'm a working mom housewife, daughter, sister, granddaughter and friend. Recounting all the things I did and looking at them on paper reminds me I did accomplish something today.
I have two different kinds of list's the things that have urgency and my success list of things that I do on a daily basis that I don't give myself enough credit for. I don't necessarily separate them on paper it's usually all one long list! But there are two different reasons I list things one is to stop my mind from obsessing because I've been procrastinating and the other reason is to remind myself of all the little things that do count. Plus I get allot of checks on my list that way! Here's an example of today's list.
- Make breakfast
- Give Shelby a bath
- wash my hair! lol..
- put makeup on to remind my hubby I'm still the prettiest girl in his life (important need to do more often!)
- Take Shelby to the park
- finish painting dresser
- feed the fish
- fill out dream savers paperwork send it in.
- buy stamps
- do two loads of laundry
- fold and put away (with help from the family of course!)
- read handbook from work
- pick up living room
- go for a walk (to the park with Shelby)
- make dinner
- make meal list for two weeks......(something I saw on T.V. as a tip for saving money)
- Make a chore list for the family. I've been wanting to do this for along time (we struggle with keeping up on the daily things because we all have a full schedule and are tired at the end of the day).
- call dad.
Some of the things I want to accomplish like number 16 but I don't necessarily have to get it done all in one day just want to get it done with in the next couple days.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Narcissism can infect you too be careful!
nar-cis-sism
1. inordinate fascination with oneself; excessive self-love; vanity.
2. psychoanalysis. erotic gratification derived from admiration of one's own physical or mental attributes, being a normal condition at the infantile level of personality development.
My mom has always been that little voice not afraid to let me know I was posting an excessive amount of pictures on myspace, she would say "those are all the same picture honey are you sure you want to post all of them?" Why yes mom don't you see these are all very different? Look I'm wearing a hat in this one, my heads tilted to the side in that one and I'm wearing a new shirt in this one! I think she was embarrassed for me cause I was to stupid to see reality. I would get annoyed that she always had something to say and chalked it up to our age difference and her not understanding the "Internet age" plus I was single at the time so she didn't understand that this was all "normal". I was sorely mistaken years later I look back and am embarrassed to see all the repeat pictures I posted of myself feeding off my friends comments, my cheeks are red as I type this.
Mom you were right all along. My ah ha moment was meeting some one else who excessively posted self portraits on her profile on an almost daily basis unaware that every one is rolling their eyes at yet another self portrait exactly the same as a few days ago the only difference was the date it was taken. I can only wonder what people must have thought of me when they were bombarded by my weekly pic posts lol. Thanks mom you tried, guess I had to learn this lesson on my own thank goodness it was just a phase! I love you wise woman! I've discovered that true beauty is really to be humble. I still like posting pictures but now I try to mix it up and make them of others!
hum-ble
1. not proud or arrogant; modest: to be humble although successful
1. inordinate fascination with oneself; excessive self-love; vanity.
2. psychoanalysis. erotic gratification derived from admiration of one's own physical or mental attributes, being a normal condition at the infantile level of personality development.
My mom has always been that little voice not afraid to let me know I was posting an excessive amount of pictures on myspace, she would say "those are all the same picture honey are you sure you want to post all of them?" Why yes mom don't you see these are all very different? Look I'm wearing a hat in this one, my heads tilted to the side in that one and I'm wearing a new shirt in this one! I think she was embarrassed for me cause I was to stupid to see reality. I would get annoyed that she always had something to say and chalked it up to our age difference and her not understanding the "Internet age" plus I was single at the time so she didn't understand that this was all "normal". I was sorely mistaken years later I look back and am embarrassed to see all the repeat pictures I posted of myself feeding off my friends comments, my cheeks are red as I type this.
Mom you were right all along. My ah ha moment was meeting some one else who excessively posted self portraits on her profile on an almost daily basis unaware that every one is rolling their eyes at yet another self portrait exactly the same as a few days ago the only difference was the date it was taken. I can only wonder what people must have thought of me when they were bombarded by my weekly pic posts lol. Thanks mom you tried, guess I had to learn this lesson on my own thank goodness it was just a phase! I love you wise woman! I've discovered that true beauty is really to be humble. I still like posting pictures but now I try to mix it up and make them of others!
hum-ble
1. not proud or arrogant; modest: to be humble although successful
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Did a little camping this summer had a bear scare! Or at least that's what our neighbors told us. Also was a clown for open house where I work, was my first time doing that might be my last! My good friend Erika and her hubby Marco came to town to visit me from Washington she had good news to share so that was fun! Yep I'm not sharing the good news cause she's a private person and would probably kill me if she knew I was posting things on my blog lol... The school year is right around the corner and my oldest is going to a new school this is twice now she's had to start at a new school first time was when we moved back to Oregon. Shelby is nearly two just a few short weeks away I need to plan something.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
I have went hog wild painting rocks it's really addicting if you like painting. They are organic shapes and fun to have around in your flower gardens. I've posted a picture of my before garden and when it starts growing I will update the picture! I made garden markers of the things I have planted so I remember what it what! Can't wait!!
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