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Today I have a heavy heart. My neighbors have had one bad thing happen to them and then another. They’ve fought through their finances to be able to afford their home for over a year. My neighbor’s wife now has to wear an oxygen tank, and she’s only in her 50’s. Even though they’ve been heavy smokers, who are aware of what cigarettes do to your body, I hate to see them deal with those repercussions.
Today my neighbor walked over to my car, as I pulled up in my driveway. I could tell he his spirit was not one of joy, like the usual guy I visit with when being neighborly.
He broke the news to me and told me of their situation. I know financial companies in today’s market are scrambling and will not give anyone a break. I know bail out or not, my neighbors will not get the help they need.
They’re going to be homeless in days, and I feel like crying. They’re so good to us and I just want them to have a roof over their head. Keeping up with the Jones’s has never been important to my husband and I, but something like this certainly puts that all into perspective.
Each night I pray a prayer of thanks for simply having a roof over our head, and food on our table. I never knew something like this would happen to someone I knew, and it’s heartbreaking.
I’m doing what I can to help them find a place to live, and in the meantime offering a couch and a guest room if they need it. Please pray for my wonderful neighbors that God provides them a way out and a place to live.
So this week has gone fast. I’ve only worked a couple of days which has been so nice, but it’s still flown by just the same.
*Some time to sleep in, with three days off.
*I ordered 100 of my books, from my publisher, for future events.
*I got another photo-shoot booked for this month, yesterday. Let’s just keep those coming!
*I’m growing closer to a really good friend, and am blessed to have her friendship.
I didn’t get too wordy this time, as I’m really tired. I’m not in the best mood yet, as I’ve not been awake but a few minutes. Yes, I’m NOT a morning person. The blessing in that? I’m heading to my refridge to get my Starbucks Frapp. I’ve been saving this ‘one’ bottle, for a week and a half for ‘the’ morning that I’d really need it. I’m blessed this morning to have it and be able to sit and savor for a few minutes, before my son wakes up.
I hope you’ve had some obvious and ‘not’ so obvious blessings in your week. Be sure the thank God for all the gifts in your life…even if some weeks you don’t feel so thankful. There are blessings all around you, even if some days you just don’t see them.
You’ve made your bed … now lie in it!
What does this mean to you? Figuratively or Literally?
I know when I used to make my bed every morning, I started having a problem with dust mites. They say not to make your bed after first waking up so that it can air out. This way the dust mites won’t have a chance to breed and survive from the warm conditions of a warmly fresh made bed. I used to break out in hives, from dust mites.
After getting a new mattress, I chose not to make my bed after getting up. I’ve not had any issues with dust mites. If you dont’ believe me…read here!
So this saying … you’ve made your bed now lie in it … has two meanings for me.
Figuratively — quit your b****in or griping because you’ve set your course. Deal with it!
or Literally — You’ve made your bed … now have fun with the situation that’s caused too. Dust mites! Yikes!
When you hear this phrase … what does it make you think???
So far this week I’ve had a lot of little funnies from my son. Every child at this age is candidly refreshing whether they know it or not, but he’s so profound that it really cracks me up.
To name a few for your reading pleasure:
It was sprinkling last night as we left the restaurant. He opened his mouth to get a drop but they got in his eyes instead.
He yelled to the sky and everyone with in miles of being earshot, “Thank you my Lord for the eye drops!”
He peered in at my face as I laughed at something funny he said, and squinted. In surprise, he said,
“Oh mommy I do believe you’re getting your first wrinkle!”
(gee thanks son) grimace before laughter
I got a big spider bite back on my hip/butt zone area last night, which needed some Cortizone cream. I went to do my business first and was sitting on my throne in the privacy of my bathroom, when my son came running in to bring me Desitin, as thats what we use for his bug bites.
He leaned in behind the toilet to try to take care of my bite, with a lump of Desitin on his fingers.
Me–“Son, I appreciate you, but please don’t do that right now. I need a little privacy.”
little T—“Okay mommy, I won’t touch your private butt.”
Me—-“Thank you for trying to help me though. I just need a few minutes.”
little T—“Well then, just let me see those beautiful big brown eyes of yours.”
I couldn’t help but oblige as he was being so sweet. He just is such a love, even if I was in the bathroom needing privacy.
Every night we say our prayers, and we rotate turns. Me, my son, and then my husband.
My husband gets wordy sometimes in trying to pray about things my son should learn about, which is great. It’s just wonderful that his daddy is involved in prayer time no matter what he’s saying or praying. I’m probably a little to wordy too, but I pray more about things of the heart. I want to give thanks for all our family members, their health, and protection.
However, my son has told me next time to shorten it up like he does…
“Thank you Jesus for all of our family and our people. Thank you for helping me sleep through the night. Amen.”
He’s not one to waste words.
I came home today, after dropping my son off at school, to a saturated carpet. My 14 year old puppy lost control of his abilities. I’ve been putting off taking him to put him down, knowing that he’s getting more feeble. He’s still like my puppy in so many ways. He still gets excited and can play with toys in joy. He still wants to love and show affection.
So I’ve been telling myself he was fine. He lasted 14 days at the vet, while being boarded when we were on vacation last month. The vet said he didn’t think he was going to make it at first because he’s stressed himself out so much, with us leaving him there, that his bowels were loose and uncontrollable. However, he gave Hershey meds to help him, and my sweet doggie turned a corner for the better, and continued to do well.
But ever since we brought him home, he’s just not been the same. He doesn’t sleep through the night, because he can’t hold it anymore. And then today I came home, and it was just strung through my entire house.
I only left him for 20 minutes, but it was long enough apparently. Every walking path had a string of zig zag pea which tells me that he just couldn’t hold it in. He wasn’t stopping to pea in a corner because he had to go….he was walking around the house in distress as he couldn’t hold it.
Everything in me tells me it’s time to put him down. His hind legs now shake barely able to hold him up. He’s blind in both eyes, due to massive cataracts. And now he’s incontinent. I’m sad for my puppy, as he’s lived a long loyal life.
In the last 14 years with Hershey, he always knew what I was feeling. He was that in tune with me. When I was sad, he always knew and would lay his head in my lap. When I was stressed, he would break out in hives and stress out for me. When I was uncomfortable with anyone my room-mates would bring over, he’d growl or bark at them, which in effect gave them enough motivation to leave and not come back. He was potty trained after one try when I brought him home, at 10 weeks. I have been a very blessed to have such an extra-ordinary dog. This pure bred puppy changed my life.
I was the first human to actually have contact with him. His breeders let Hershey’s parents have interaction with him, but never held him so that he would bond with the first person to own him….me. I was his momma. For people that don’t have pets…they don’t understand the bond between animal and human. They don’t understand the love for one another. He was my baby, until I had my own. Then Hershey patiently and graciously stepped aside to be the step child, as my son was born into my life. He held no resentment, only love for my new baby.
I’ve not given Hershey as much as he needed in the last 5 years, as my son was my primary focus. But I know Hershey has not been neglected. He’s had a loving family, food, and shelter. He’s been taken care of very well. He just didn’t have the emotional ties to me, like he had before my son was around.
BUT I can give him something now…a chance to let go. I don’t want to see him suffer. Whew…so there’s more than a little sadness in my world today, but I know he’ll be going home to see his creator. And in heaven he’ll get to run and jump again with no pain in his hips.
I took this right before loading him up to go to be in doggy heaven. Goodbye friend…I love you.
Saturday was one of the busiest days I think I’ve had since I was in college, when I was rushing from a full day of classes to my part time job. Saturday’s schedule wasn’t just busy, but quite active. Lots of running with no sitting—practically all day.
Starting bright and early I drove out with my son and sister to a race track about an hour away to shoot a couple of kids at their motor cross races.
This was taken while it was raining, so it was a little overcast. For 5 hours I ran from place to place getting the right angles to shoot, for three different kids. Who needs the gym right? It was a mix of showers, with hot sun and humidity that felt about 110 degrees. By the time I was finished, I was muddy, sweaty and in desperate need of a shower.
My son was in awe of all these kids, and their bikes. It was so cute to watch him take it all in.
Afterwards we drove the hour back home, stopped briefly to get a present, and kept on moving 45 minutes in another direction for a birthday party. It was a full day of driving to say the least. The party was held at one of those outdoor race tracks, with indoor arcade games. I think we had our share of racing for the day too!
Since we got to the party a little late…like an hours worth, we missed the cake and presents, but still had time to jump in a race car on their little track.
My anxious five year old strapped in tight next to me, because he knew I’d take the turns tight. I drove like a bat out of ‘you know where’ for the second time that day. I love racing and it was fun to go as fast as I could, while still maintaining a safe drive. After all my son was with me. He was screaming, “Whoo Hoooo Mommy!” the whole time. I think I actually beat my husband’s record.
We spent an hour there… mostly indoors, playing the arcade games, to beat the heat. My son is an amazingly lucky little dude who always gets tickets streaming out of every game he plays. In one hour he racked up 170 tickets, which was enough to bring home 5 toys.
Then we drove home so that I could get ready for my future sister in law’s bachelorette party, which I was already behind the curve ball on. I’d been planning it for weeks and was not going to let myself stop even for a minute to rest. All I had time for was a quick shower, and makeup and hair. Was I ready to sit, eat, and have a relaxing evening or what?
We started out at The Mantle, on the patio, for appetizers. The only down side was the very very loud speakers, which was blaring folk music. From there we went to two other places for a night full of fun and dancing.
I invited my token platonic guy, Walter, who’s been a friend for close to 15 years, to keep an eye on all us ladies. I always have a standby guy at bachelorette parties, just incase it’s needed.
Plus that way we all have a platonic, never gonna think of anything more than friends, dance partner for the night. Walter was like a bouncer, baby-sitter, dancing dude all rolled into one. Who wouldn’t love that?
PLUS he’s about 7 foot tall, so no one would mess with him. Did I mention he’s usually the life of any party too? It was a great bonus. Not too long into the evening, my Cousin, Ross, also stopped by. So we had two male body guards…it was great!
I think Mindy, my future sis, had a great time and I am so happy to be welcoming her into the family! It was a huge blessing to have my own sister, my future sister in law, my mother in law, and some of our friends and extended family join us out. We had the best time. Some of us had too much fun! 🙂
My sister and I designed T-shirts for the night, which were a hit. I will post a picture of them later. They were very cute and we all got comments on them all night. Now that’s it’s Monday, I’m ready for the weekend. I leave for their wedding, in Maui, in 4 days!
Ahhhh! Now I have to get crazy busy packing and preparing for a fun filled trip! I’ll keep you updated while I’m there!