Tuesday, July 14, 2009
I am realizing the older that I get the true value of friendship. Each friendship is so different and requires different things. I believe we need all of these friends because we all have so many different needs in our lives. There are friends that come into our lives for a season in which we need them (man God does provide doesn't He?) and then disappear, never to be heard from or seen again. But those friends are never forgotten. I also have the occasional friend. This is the friend that I see at weddings, showers and funerals. I also have my cyber friends. I know I will never meet this friend face-to-face but some of these friends I know better than people I see everyday. We have our "professional" friends. These are the people we work with and perhaps are in civic clubs with. They can help us problem solve at work and sympathy with professional issues. My husband and I have couple friends. I also have "friends of a friend" friends. These are people I have met thru other friends. I may never know them well but none the less we are friends. But then there are my "girlfriends". These are the gals that I love so much and enjoy being around. I can share my deepest secrets and not fear being judged. These are the friends that I can count on when the cards are down or will be there for me when things are good. Each of these girl friends are different and serve a different purpose within that circle but each quality they bring with them makes each of them equally important. One is patient and caring while another is brutally honest. These ladies are such an important part of my life and I feel their importance each day.
I think it is essential that everyone has friends in their lives, even though that puts you out there to be hurt or betrayed. We will all come to the realization that some people we thought were our friends are not, sometimes these people are even toxic to us. But the joys we receive from our friends can never be measured and far out weigh the pain. We just got to remember that it’s the growth of the quality of friendship and those memorable moments that we share that hold so closely to our hearts.
The best new show of the season I think is Drop Dead Diva. Did anyone catch that this week? Fantastic. Read more about it here - http://www.grrltv.com/drop-dead-diva-new-lifetime-summer-series/ - This show is going to be a hit. The star of the show, Brooke Elliott, is plus size. She is so adorable. Love it. The creator of the show created Bones (one of my very favorite shows, Seeley Booth is so HOT) so I knew this had show had to be good and I was not disappointed. Check it out this Sunday at 9:00.
Monday, July 13, 2009
As usual I was scouting out the single boys for my princess and did I find her a cutie pie. And I think he might have looked at her a couple of times. AND, this is very important, he has fantastic parents. That is of utmost importance to me because those people are the ones that I will have share my grandchildren with and let me tell you there are alot of boys I really like but their mamas, not so much!!!I cringe at the thoughts of "his mother" trying to take over and be bitchy, that is so my job! That is why I have had to put up with these hormonal girls growing up, she did not have to do that. She had her time with her sweet boy while he was growing up - I did not have my time with my girls growing up, they were too busy for me. But that is suppose to all change when they get married. Not that I want Princess or Angel Baby getting married anytime soon but I am already on the prowl for a good son-in-law that has parents I like, will be good to my girls and can produce pretty grand babies!!!
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Wow - it has been sometime since I have written in my blog. I guess my only excuse is that -hmmmm - I just haven't (hey no sense in telling a lie huh?) I have been busy with my two girls, made an appointment for "puppy" to have his manhood removed (that will teach him to chew on a pair of my shoes) and I have started a new exercise class. I think I should reword that - I have started making a fool out of myself. I have joined a Zumba class at work. Now if you do not know what Zumba exactly is - well let me tell you. Zumba is a style of intense dance-aerobics workout with pulsating Latin music. And it is intense!!! Why I am doing a class that is like a Latin dance class I do not know. I have NO RHYTHM. It is now coming back to me why my mother took me out of dance class. As a parent you have to be encouraging but you also have to be realistic. My mother was very realistic when it came to me and dance. It was like oil and water!!! So needless to say - I am quiet a sight to behold in this new exercise class. The Princess warned me about the embrassment I would be inflicting upon myself and that I would also be paying to embrass myself. But I refused to listen to her. So now I am in Zumba. Every Tuesday and Thursday I will be taking my big behind to shake and shimmey in my Zumba class. And I have to admit I do have plenty of "bootie" to shake, just not to the rhythm of the music. And I have decide that I am right footed. Yes - right footed. I cannot do the moves AT ALL when she reverses them from the right to left. Geez! But I have to say I am enjoying the hell out of this class. I work up a sweat I cannot believe but I laugh my butt off with all of my friends. It is the most fun I have had in a long time. So I think I will continue to pay to make a fool out of myself as long as my friends are paying too!!!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
I really have begun to think about how my life is blessed this week. Several things have happened to others and I have just thought thank goodness that was not me. So I started thinking about how my life has been blessed in so many different ways. One was is the way our family has been blessed with a special little boy. I refer to him as "THE BOY" and he refers to me as "The goddess of the universe". Yes people - I always thought I was a goddess but now it has been confirmed. The boy belongs to my cousin and her husband but I like to think he has a little part of me in him. He is a special boy and God has chosen to make him different from alot of others. He has what is commonly called Aspergers syndrome. I like to think of it as he just sees the world in a different light than others do. He has taught me how to be brave when we are scared and how to learn to control one's self. Although sometimes he might not say the most politically correct thing, it is usually what we are all thinking but because of our political correctness we cannot say it. He just has the most loving heart in the world. You just cannot believe how "THE BOY" has blessed not only our family but so many others that he comes in contact with. Different is not a bad thing, sometimes it is wonderful.
I found this poem online and it is just so true. Although I am not his mother sometimes I feel like I am on the journey with him.
WELCOME TO HOLLAND
Emily Perl Kingsley.
c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.
But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.
Friday, April 17, 2009
I have to admit that I love the beach but I have enjoyed my time off just as well at home. I have not had an alarm set except for Wednesday when I took alittle trip down to Atlanta with my friend for her Doctor appointment. I know , it is sad now that trips to Atlanta are planned around our doctor's visits. Oh the joy of getting old. But it was a very enjoyable trip. We stop by IKEA and I just love to look at the setups - who knew you could live in such same places, you might only be able to have 2 pairs of shoes, 3 blouses, 1 pair of britches and a few pieces of underwear but it is livable, Amazing. I come home from there with these big ideas, walk into my house, look around and decide that things look fine. So the big ideas are just that big ideas. We also went to a wine lovers heaven although I cannot remember the name of it, Heavens if you needed a certai wine they had! I got one called the angry housewife!!! Wonder when I will pop that cork? And after I drink it will I be angry? I don't think so!! What I think will happen is I will for go any housework that needs to be done, pop open that bottle, pour myself a glass and if I have company over 21 of course offer them a glass.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Can you tell I am on a soapbox? Well I will step down now but I do encourage everyone to look at what all positive you have in your lives and if you look around (and it will not take you long) you will find someone in much worse shape than you.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
April 1 2006 rolled around and that was a day with great sadness - Max was 16 years old and he was in bad shape. We made the decision to have him put to sleep. It was so hard to decide but he was suffering and all of us knew it was for the best. Personally I believe that our pets go to heaven and that we will see them. I can just imagine Max entering those pearly gates and seeing my mother. See, my mama was not too crazy about about Max or really any other dog. But I think heaven changes that!!! I beat they are sitting together watching down on us. It did make it easier to come home and have my sweet little Maxwell. Well on with the story - Princess went on and on about how she wanted a Pomeranian, just like one of my friends. Low and behold - the breeder that our friend got her Sophie from was moving and had a Pomeranian that was Sophie's sister she wanted to give to a good home. So entered Sadie into our lives. Daddyboy was so mad!!! He said he did not want any more dogs and we were just disrespecting him. It was at that point that I realized when he got home and put his warm up pants on he seem to get really high and mighty!!! More on that subject later! Sadie had not been treated the best and was very timid. Well within the week, Princess decided that she was just not a dog person. What I screamed - your Daddy was made as the devil with me and now you have decided that you are JUST NOT A DOG PERSON!!! Geez - I told her - what if after I brought you home I decided Well I am just not a kid person!!! So that is how we added Sadie to my pack of dogs. So live was good at in Lippyville until this past October. Our neighbor came by one Satruday morning to deliver the popcorn I had ordered from her son's cub scout troup and a cutie pie puppy was following behind them. I ask her if they had a new dog and she said no way. It had better find somewhere to go. He was so cute and sweet. I just knew I could find him a home! So I took this dog in, gave him a bath and sent an email out along with his picture. Daddyboy came home from work and needless to say (after the sweatpants were on) he pitched a fit. He told me not to even think about keeping that dog - no way no how - in fact I could not even name him!!! Well here we are in April and "Puppy" is still with us. And he is so cute!!! And Daddyboy has calmed down about them. In fact, he loves them too. He did make that comment that he felt like 3 dogs consitutes a pack so therefore I am the pack leader!!!! Take a look for yourself. Aren't these the cutest in the world???
Monday, April 13, 2009
By the way - I hope each of you had a lovely Easter. I know my family did. We had a fabulous lunch at our Nana's and then were lazy all afternoon. I watched alot of my shows that I had recorded on my DVR and took a lovely afternoon nap!!! With my 3 puppies by my side. Princess and Angelbaby kicked back too. Daddyboy slept in the recliner (once again snoring). And now I am on Spring Break this week. Life is Good in Lippyville. Now I must get back to the mounds of laundry. I believe that I have about 30 loads to do!!! 30 Loads !!! Can you believe that? I wonder how long this will take.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
So I guess my whole point of this is to ask each of you to please pray for our country and our president. Perhaps you did not vote for him but at this point he is the leader of the United States of America and needs our prayers. As citizens of this great country, lets stand together and pray together for things to improve.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
I am going to be blogging about our family and the craziness that goes on. And Crazy it is. But most of the time a good crazy. There are trials and tribulations that go along with raising teenagers and we have it that time so I will be posting on those things. Perhaps someone can give me advice on situations. I am so looking forward to this and I hope you will come along for the ride.