Today Emily is coming over to teach Sassy and me how to get our "blog" on again.
Both of us have had such trouble with "Blogger" that we just gave up....and I really do miss it.....and I miss communicating with my other blogging buddies.
So, it's "blog class" time......just like back in the "good old days"!
Monday, January 20, 2014
We never have our picture taken together.......
and .......
we don't look too happy about it this time either!!
My
dear girl, the day you see I'm getting old, I ask you to please be
patient, but most of all, try to understand what I'm going through. If
when we talk, I repeat the same thing a thousand times, don't interrupt
to say: "You said the same thing a minute ago"... Just listen, please.
Try to remember the times when you were little and I would read the same
story night after night until you would fall asleep.
When I don't want to take a bath, don't be mad and don't embarrass me.
Remember when I had to run after you making excuses and trying to get
you to take a shower when you were just a girl?
When you see
how ignorant I am when it comes to new technology, give me the time to
learn and don't look at me that way ... remember, honey, I patiently
taught you how to do many things like eating appropriately, getting
dressed, combing your hair and dealing with life's issues every day...
the day you see I'm getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but
most of all, try to understand what I'm going through.
If I
occasionally lose track of what we're talking about, give me the time to
remember, and if I can't, don't be nervous, impatient or arrogant. Just
know in your heart that the most important thing for me is to be with
you.
And when my old, tired legs don't let me move as quickly
as before, give me your hand the same way that I offered mine to you
when you first walked. When those days come, don't feel sad... just be
with me, and understand me while I get to the end of my life with love.
I'll cherish and thank you for the gift of time and joy we shared. With a
big smile and the huge love I've always had for you, I just want to
say, I love you ... my darling daughter.
Monday, November 25, 2013
HOLY CRAP....... something to think about!
Are you a crap factory? And by that, I’m asking, do you manufacture your own unhappiness? All it takes to be in the crap producing business is to be pessimistic, negative and saturate your world with feelings of resentment and ill will. Oh yeah, don’t forget to tell everyone how bad things are and that you will never be satisfied. Being a crap producing factory is one of the easiest things in the world to accomplish.
A person becomes a crap factory by thinking crappy thoughts on a regular basis. If you habitually feel that everything is going to turn out bad, or that other people are getting what they do not deserve and you are not getting what you deserve, you’re not only stepping in crap, you’re producing it. "I will be happy when I get some sleep, when I make a more money, when I lose weight, or when my significant other helps out more". When you think and say things like this, you are creating pressure, stress, isolation, anger, frustration and what you're really saying is, "I will be UNHAPPY until these things happen..."
Crap factory describes what so many people do – they manufacture their own unhappiness. You are a factory of some sort. Every day you are either manufacturing something good or you are manufacturing crap. There are so many things in life that are out of your control that lead to unhappiness, it is silly to make the pile higher by producing your own brand of crap. A large proportion of the crap in the average person’s life is self-manufactured. If you don’t consciously decide what you produce at your factory each day, your environment and your past experience will determine it for you. Bad crap happens all the time to good people, just make sure you’re not adding to the pile by producing your own crap.
Friday, November 22, 2013
Yep, Sean and Meghan are having a BOY!!
We're so excited!
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
These 3 crazy ladies sure made our family proud and represented us well in the Susan G Koman race for the cure.
They all raised the money and walked 60 miles in 3 days!
YOU GO GIRLS!!
To celebrate we had a few of the fam over for dinner~
I love these folks!!
We can be apart for years....and pick up right where we left off