Wednesday, January 25, 2012
The 52 Week Photo Project - Week 3
'Now That's Funny' was this weeks theme. I knew instantly what picture I would use for this theme. I took it last summer while we were at Disneyland. We were on a ride and I asked my daughter and her family to smile for me just one more time that day. I cropped my other grandson out of this picture because he was looking behind him and all you can see is the back of his head. My daughter and her husband are smiling and posing all unsuspecting. When I took the picture I didn't even realize what the Little Buddy was doing. It wasn't until I downloaded them to my computer that I realized that he was acting silly in the picture. The funniest part, to me, is that he was not prompted in any way to do what he is doing. He wasn't even 2 1/2 in this picture. No one taught him to make that face. He just did it. It must be in little boy DNA to act goofy.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
The 52 Week Photo Project, Week 2
This weeks theme is 'Resolutions.'
This year, I resolve to seek the beauty of God's creation and praise Him for it:
I find such peace when I am photographing the beauty of God's creation. I hope to be able to capture some of the amazing things God has created as we move through 2012.
This year, I resolve to seek the beauty of God's creation and praise Him for it:
I find such peace when I am photographing the beauty of God's creation. I hope to be able to capture some of the amazing things God has created as we move through 2012.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Week One: 'A Day In The Life Of Me.....' The 52 Week Photo Project
Last year I participated in the 52 Week Photo Project. My friend, Shayna, hosts the Facebook page and comes up with most of the themes. Every Friday a new theme is posted and we see how creative we can be at photographing that theme. I loved every single minute of it. Some of the themes were very challenging. Some of my pictures I wasn't very happy with. Others, I was surprised I had taken.
Shayna decided to continue it again this year. I've decided to share each weeks theme and picture on my blog.
This weeks theme is 'A Day In The Life of Me....'
Shayna decided to continue it again this year. I've decided to share each weeks theme and picture on my blog.
This weeks theme is 'A Day In The Life of Me....'
Friday, November 4, 2011
Happy Anniversary
Back in the early 1970's I was in a Girl Scout troop that got together and did things with a Boy Scout Troop. We used to go camping and to the beach etc. We were all middle school age. I can only remember a handful of the boys who were in the Boy Scout Troop. None of them left that big of an impression on me. There was this one boy though. Everyone liked him. He was shy and quiet. He was (at that time) tall. He was kind. Not normally a jerk like so many middle school boys can be. As we entered High School, most of us left Scouts to pursue other activities.
This boy would end up in several of my classes. As high school went on he became more and more popular with the girls. He could grow a mustache (well, sort of ) and in the 70's THAT was a big deal. He and I were friends. In fact, I would consider him my best guy friend. Because of that friendship, many of my girlfriends would ask me to see if I could get them a date with him. Sometimes I could and other times, well, he asked me very politely if I was kidding. As we moved through High School he had girlfriends and I had boyfriends, but our friendship grew stronger. When I got my first job it was at the same place he worked. We were together more and more.
On the night that we graduated from High School he asked me to a party. He wasn't dating anyone. My boyfriend and I had been on the rocks for quite some time. I said yes. (Probably not one of my most mature moments. I did technically still have a boyfriend.) Imagine all of our friends surprise when we showed up together. We never dated anyone else. Ever. Again. I grabbed on to my best guy friend and, two and a half years later, on November 4, 1978 I married him. The rest, as they say, is history.
God truly blessed me when he brought my hubby into my life. I loved just being his friend. Imagine my surprise when that turned into something more and he went from 'my best guy friend' to the 'man I would spend the rest of my life with.'
Has marriage been a piece of cake? A walk in the park? Easy-peasy? Heck No! It's been hard work, but there is the saying, 'For anything worth having, one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love and self-sacrifice.' John Burroughs.
We have worked. Worked to keep our friendship strong. Worked to keep our family Christ-centered. Worked to grow as individuals and as a couple. Worked to learn not to sweat the small stuff. Worked to remember that just because the other opinion isn't ours, doesn't make it invalid. Worked to get to this place in life where I can't imagine being anywhere else.
We have learned to be patient. He with me when I just don't want to solve all of the worlds problems right.this.very.second. Me with him when he needs to do just that. He is patient with me when I need down time and I with him when he can't stop moving. I tolerate (isn't that a form of patience?) his need to do research and make lists and check them four hundred million times. He has learned to tolerate the fact that I am much more impulsive and spontaneous. Patience isn't something that came easily early on. I often took offense when he wasn't doing or acting exactly how I thought he should. He will say 'ditto.'
We have love. I love how he has always provided for our family. I love how he always, without fail, puts his all into everything he does. I love the Godly man that he has become. I love his relationship with his children. Nothing makes me love him more than when I see him with his grandsons. I love his character and his integrity. I love that he has a romantic side and likes to surprise me with flowers and weekend get aways. I love that God chose me to be his wife. I don't know how he would describe the 'love' in our relationship, but I know I could go on and on and on with things about him.
John Burroughs adds self-sacrifice to his list of things you have to do to achieve that which is worth having. I have racked my brain to try and figure out how I have really sacrificed anything to be married to my Hubby. True, I didn't have a career that earned me public respect like he does, but I never wanted that. I always wanted to be a wife and a mommy. HE sacrificed by working long and hard to make that dream come true for me and for our family. I feel more like we made sacrifices as a unit to make our dreams come true. I know I have never, for one moment, felt like I gave anything up that was worth having. How I hope he feels the same way.
I hope that our marriage brings honor and glory to God. I believe He brought two very young people together and then protected us from ourselves. If he asked me to marry him again, today, knowing what I know now and how our life would turn out, I would run and not walk to the altar. Happy 33rd anniversary. I love you with all of my heart and I pray for many more anniversaries to come.
This boy would end up in several of my classes. As high school went on he became more and more popular with the girls. He could grow a mustache (well, sort of ) and in the 70's THAT was a big deal. He and I were friends. In fact, I would consider him my best guy friend. Because of that friendship, many of my girlfriends would ask me to see if I could get them a date with him. Sometimes I could and other times, well, he asked me very politely if I was kidding. As we moved through High School he had girlfriends and I had boyfriends, but our friendship grew stronger. When I got my first job it was at the same place he worked. We were together more and more.
On the night that we graduated from High School he asked me to a party. He wasn't dating anyone. My boyfriend and I had been on the rocks for quite some time. I said yes. (Probably not one of my most mature moments. I did technically still have a boyfriend.) Imagine all of our friends surprise when we showed up together. We never dated anyone else. Ever. Again. I grabbed on to my best guy friend and, two and a half years later, on November 4, 1978 I married him. The rest, as they say, is history.
God truly blessed me when he brought my hubby into my life. I loved just being his friend. Imagine my surprise when that turned into something more and he went from 'my best guy friend' to the 'man I would spend the rest of my life with.'
Has marriage been a piece of cake? A walk in the park? Easy-peasy? Heck No! It's been hard work, but there is the saying, 'For anything worth having, one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love and self-sacrifice.' John Burroughs.
We have worked. Worked to keep our friendship strong. Worked to keep our family Christ-centered. Worked to grow as individuals and as a couple. Worked to learn not to sweat the small stuff. Worked to remember that just because the other opinion isn't ours, doesn't make it invalid. Worked to get to this place in life where I can't imagine being anywhere else.
We have learned to be patient. He with me when I just don't want to solve all of the worlds problems right.this.very.second. Me with him when he needs to do just that. He is patient with me when I need down time and I with him when he can't stop moving. I tolerate (isn't that a form of patience?) his need to do research and make lists and check them four hundred million times. He has learned to tolerate the fact that I am much more impulsive and spontaneous. Patience isn't something that came easily early on. I often took offense when he wasn't doing or acting exactly how I thought he should. He will say 'ditto.'
We have love. I love how he has always provided for our family. I love how he always, without fail, puts his all into everything he does. I love the Godly man that he has become. I love his relationship with his children. Nothing makes me love him more than when I see him with his grandsons. I love his character and his integrity. I love that he has a romantic side and likes to surprise me with flowers and weekend get aways. I love that God chose me to be his wife. I don't know how he would describe the 'love' in our relationship, but I know I could go on and on and on with things about him.
John Burroughs adds self-sacrifice to his list of things you have to do to achieve that which is worth having. I have racked my brain to try and figure out how I have really sacrificed anything to be married to my Hubby. True, I didn't have a career that earned me public respect like he does, but I never wanted that. I always wanted to be a wife and a mommy. HE sacrificed by working long and hard to make that dream come true for me and for our family. I feel more like we made sacrifices as a unit to make our dreams come true. I know I have never, for one moment, felt like I gave anything up that was worth having. How I hope he feels the same way.
I hope that our marriage brings honor and glory to God. I believe He brought two very young people together and then protected us from ourselves. If he asked me to marry him again, today, knowing what I know now and how our life would turn out, I would run and not walk to the altar. Happy 33rd anniversary. I love you with all of my heart and I pray for many more anniversaries to come.
Friday, October 28, 2011
He Should Have Put The Cellphone Away
Hubby and I are still laughing. Tonight we witnessed something that clearly wasn't intended for us to see. We are the only ones who saw. The person who was supposed to see was too busy playing with his cell phone. I don't know if he was texting or playing a game or exactly what he was doing, but he had zero situational awareness.
We were at the bank. It was after hours and we pulled up to use one of the 2 ATM's. It was dark. There are two ATM's at this particular bank and they are side by side. When we parked there was a man at one and the other was free. As my hubby walked up to the available one the other man finished and walked away. He quickly drove off and another car pulled up and parked. As Hubby finished and came back to the car a young woman walked up to the machine. Hubby commented on what she was wearing. As I recall, he said something along the lines of, "I wish you would wear a short little skirt like that." He is typically kidding when he says things like that, but it usually annoys me nonetheless. That being said, I looked up to see just how short this skirt was. Well, it was a Halloween costume. She was dressed like Minnie Mouse. She had on a short polka dotted skirt complete with a long black tail. Hubby hadn't seen the tail when he made the comment. I immediately start to laugh and told him that it was clearly a costume.
I don't know if she didn't realize we were there or if she didn't care, but she starts dancing and shaking her backside in such a way that her tail is swinging to and fro while she is making her ATM transaction. She is clearly doing this for the benefit of the young man in the drivers seat of the car she got out of. Her movements were very exaggerated. We were laughing hysterically. Partly because the tail was swaying back and forth and partly because we can't believe she would be doing it if she realized we were still there.
Then I glance over to the see what the young man in the car waiting for her is doing and I really can't believe it. He isn't even looking at her. He is playing with his cell phone. He has no idea that she is in all probability trying to seduce him. Poor guy. He is so attached to social media that he just.doesn't.even.see.her.
We drove away and as we got to the other end of the parking lot we could see that she was still dancing and bending over etc. Well, you get the picture. Too bad he didn't.
We were at the bank. It was after hours and we pulled up to use one of the 2 ATM's. It was dark. There are two ATM's at this particular bank and they are side by side. When we parked there was a man at one and the other was free. As my hubby walked up to the available one the other man finished and walked away. He quickly drove off and another car pulled up and parked. As Hubby finished and came back to the car a young woman walked up to the machine. Hubby commented on what she was wearing. As I recall, he said something along the lines of, "I wish you would wear a short little skirt like that." He is typically kidding when he says things like that, but it usually annoys me nonetheless. That being said, I looked up to see just how short this skirt was. Well, it was a Halloween costume. She was dressed like Minnie Mouse. She had on a short polka dotted skirt complete with a long black tail. Hubby hadn't seen the tail when he made the comment. I immediately start to laugh and told him that it was clearly a costume.
I don't know if she didn't realize we were there or if she didn't care, but she starts dancing and shaking her backside in such a way that her tail is swinging to and fro while she is making her ATM transaction. She is clearly doing this for the benefit of the young man in the drivers seat of the car she got out of. Her movements were very exaggerated. We were laughing hysterically. Partly because the tail was swaying back and forth and partly because we can't believe she would be doing it if she realized we were still there.
Then I glance over to the see what the young man in the car waiting for her is doing and I really can't believe it. He isn't even looking at her. He is playing with his cell phone. He has no idea that she is in all probability trying to seduce him. Poor guy. He is so attached to social media that he just.doesn't.even.see.her.
We drove away and as we got to the other end of the parking lot we could see that she was still dancing and bending over etc. Well, you get the picture. Too bad he didn't.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
I Don't Know How This Happened.....
30 years ago today I gave birth to the most beautiful baby girl I had ever laid eyes on. She was perfect. She looked just like her daddy. She entered the world wide eyed and content. It was love at first sight and I can't remember my life before she came into it. She is the one who made me a mom. She is the one who made 'us' a family.
I don't know how the past 30 years have flown by so quickly. I don't know how she has already gone to preschool, kindergarten, middle school, high school and college. I don't know how she got her drivers license. I don't know how she has already gone to formal dances and had a first date. I don't know how she fell in love and met 'the one.' I don't know how daddy has walked his little girl down the aisle and danced with her at her wedding. I don't know how she has become a mother. Not once, but twice. (I know HOW....so no comments about that,) I don't know how she has packed up and moved to that 'other state' that she lives in. I don't know how she has become such an amazing Senior Pastor's wife. I don't know how she has taken her own baby to preschool already.
I don't know how she can be turning 30 at 8:33 pm tonight when I am still 29. I may be mathematically challenged, but even I know that this just doesn't work.
Happy Birthday to the most beautiful women that I know. I love the woman that you have become. I love laughing with you. I love acting silly with you. I love spending time with you. I love being your mom and I love being your friend.
I don't know how the past 30 years have flown by so quickly. I don't know how she has already gone to preschool, kindergarten, middle school, high school and college. I don't know how she got her drivers license. I don't know how she has already gone to formal dances and had a first date. I don't know how she fell in love and met 'the one.' I don't know how daddy has walked his little girl down the aisle and danced with her at her wedding. I don't know how she has become a mother. Not once, but twice. (I know HOW....so no comments about that,) I don't know how she has packed up and moved to that 'other state' that she lives in. I don't know how she has become such an amazing Senior Pastor's wife. I don't know how she has taken her own baby to preschool already.
I don't know how she can be turning 30 at 8:33 pm tonight when I am still 29. I may be mathematically challenged, but even I know that this just doesn't work.
Happy Birthday to the most beautiful women that I know. I love the woman that you have become. I love laughing with you. I love acting silly with you. I love spending time with you. I love being your mom and I love being your friend.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Happy Birthday To My Favorite Oldest Grandson
Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday Dear Rock Star! Happy Birthday to you!
It is hard to believe that my 'favorite oldest grandson' is 5 today! That just doesn't seem possible. Grandpa and Grandma love you to pieces and can't wait to see you and celebrate in person in just a couple of weeks.
We hope you have an amazing year!
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