It's not just an attitude, it's a nickname.Mine, to be exact. *I have no idea why anyone would think this was an appropriate nickname for moi*It's also a word The Wild Boy uses regularly. Usually describing me, His Princess or my bff, Kristy. It's probably cheeky and if he wasn't the third child, aka The [...]
Month: November 2012
Rough and Ready.
Thanksgiving. It's this week. Crazy. Where has 2012 gone? For all that I've been playing Christmas music since October, the Holiday's have arrived too quickly. Make time stop!What better way to celebrate Thanksgiving week than with a list.1. I am loving the new fireplace. It has glowing embers spilling out from the grate. The logs [...]
Quiet…and being still.
My visual view for my Quiet Time changed this week. And next week will change again when Russell takes down Tom and puts up lights around the back deck.I wish I could say that my internal view hasn't been changed.But it has.I have a really hard time being still. And my ability to be still [...]
Pull of Open Spaces.
"I'm never coming home."That was the text message I received from The Wild Boy late last night. He is in Texas. Toured Baylor University yesterday and liked it, but not enough to want to apply. Last night, however, the sweet friends he is visiting took him to their ranch outside of town. I forget how [...]
On Family Time.
My Man, My Girl and I spent most of the day together today. We ran errands...the Walmarts, lunch, Kohls, Giant Food, the vacuum store. We laughed; we pushed and shoved each other; we rode grocery carts down the aisles and through the parking lot.In a word (or three): we had fun.I will have more, soon, [...]
Nada.
I've got nothing. My heart is flooded this morning and I can barely think straight.My baby, The Wild Boy, is getting on an airplane this morning and flying to Waco, Texas. by his self. Sure, he's flown without us before. Flew to Puerto Rico last summer on a mission trip. But there were adults with [...]
Meaning of Life, The.
In a shocking turn of events, I don't really know the meaning of life. Every time I think I have it figured out, life throws me a curve ball and I'm left slack-jawed and bewildered, or wide-eyed and amazed. I used to think life was a crap shoot; random; hit-or-miss; oh, you can kinda steer [...]
Life. A list.
...sitting in front of the fireplace, warm and toasty, while the rain taps lightly on the deck and the leaves shiver on the trees....burrowing deep into warm, soft covers, and realizing that if I do get out of bed, the sweet nectar of life that is coffee is awaiting that first sip....anticipating the first glimpse [...]
Keepin’ it realz.
So, the original post I have been working on all day long just got dumped and I am moving on to this new and improved post. Well, new anyway. But, at 8:58 pm, I am finally okay with that. Believe me, I tried to get blood out of that turnip but it just didn't happen.It's [...]
"Jester’s dead."
Movie reference. Anyone?I'll give you the answer. Top Gun. Maverick and Goose just took out Jester, their flying instructor. They did it by going against the established rules of engagement. But they got him.I do that all of the time. Not take out Jester, but get what I want by going against the established rules. [...]

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