Archives for January 1970

Thankful Thoughts – Dads

It’s Father’s Day.  I would be remiss if I didn’t take time today to share some thankful thoughts about dads.

Dads are amazing.

Without dads in my life, my education would be incomplete.  There would be huge gaps in what I know.  The lessons I learned at the hands of dads make me a better mom.

My dad taught me to spit.

Not a little dribble down the chin or a discreet “lady spit” into a tissue.  Nope, those wouldn’t do.  My dad took the time to teach me how to spit a watermelon seed across the yard.  He taught me to make that spit fly several feet out the car window instead of landing somewhere on the car.

Hey, I was eight.  It was a big deal.

As a mom, I’m blessed that there are manly men in own children’s lives that took time to teach them the manly art of spitting.  My husband (their dad) handles that department.  But — because my own dad taught me all about spitting long ago, I’m an appreciative audience.  I can tell you… [Read more…]

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Five Minute Friday – FALL

It’s Five Minute Friday, hosted by Lisa-Jo Baker at The Gypsy Mama.  Five minutes of free writing flash mob goodness.

If you aren’t familiar, the rules are simple.  Lisa-Jo Baker gives a single word writing prompt every Friday.   Each of us have five minutes to write and post.  No editing, no second guessing, no fancy stuff.  Just plain writing – straight from the heart. (click HERE for the official rules and details).  Then we go visit other participants and shower them with comment love.

Last week, the word was IMAGINE

This week, the word is FALL. [Read more…]

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Five Minute Friday – Song

It’s Five Minute Friday, hosted by Lisa-Jo Baker at The Gypsy Mama.  Five minutes of free writing flash mob goodness.

If you aren’t familiar, the rules are simple.  Lisa-Jo Baker gives a single word writing prompt every Friday.   Each of us have five minutes to write and post.  No editing, no second guessing, no fancy stuff.  Just plain writing – straight from the heart. (click HERE for the official rules and details).  Then we go visit other participants and shower them with comment love.

Last week, the word was COMFORT

This week, the word is SONG. [Read more…]

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A self centered post about me

all about meIn honor of my birthday this week, it’s all about me.  I’m indulging in a totally self centered  and self indulgent post.

(don’t even start.  my normal posts aren’t entirely self centered.  i tell stories that involve other people.  i’m not THAT narcissistic on a daily basis, am i?  no wait… don’t answer that.  i don’t want an honest answer.) [Read more…]

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The Best First Date Ever!

Last week, I shared the story of my worst first date ever, so it’s only fair to tell you about my best first date as well.

It was February 12th, 1999.

In early January of that year, I started exchanging emails (via the same online dating service as before) with a man who lived about a three hour drive from my home.  We’d spoken extensively on the phone, but had put off our first date because of the distance. Besides, I was still a little nervous around salsa. [Read more…]

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Monday Musings – It wasn’t supposed to be this way!

Monday MusingsIt wasn’t supposed to be this way!

Most of the time, I write during the day.  After the house is emptied of noise, I quickly fill with the sounds of the dishwasher and washing machine.  Then I can settle into my comfy chair and write.

So last night at bedtime, my husband was concerned when he found me curled up in my comfy chair, laptop open, staring moodily into the dark.  He knew that either I had missed a deadline or that I had something on my mind that couldn’t wait until morning.

And since I was staring moodily into the dark, it was easy to guess what was up. [Read more…]

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I am a lucky women!

one lucky womanI’m quite serious, I feel like a very lucky woman this morning.

I suspect there’s a catch.

Right now, the rest of my family is upstairs cleaning house.  My husband is supervising the boys AND vacuuming.

I’m downstairs, goofing off.

But before I headed downstairs, I heard my hubby mumble something about changing the sheets on our bed and starting the laundry.

The kids are supposed to be sorting socks and putting them away.

Wow.  I haven’t even fed anyone breakfast yet.

Hmmm.  There has to be a catch. [Read more…]

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Engineering Disease strikes my sock drawer

Engineering DiseaseAs I’ve discussed before, my husband has Engineering Disease.

Engineering Disease is a tragically under-reported condition that impacts the entire family, not just the sufferer.    The actual sufferer of the condition may or may not even be aware that their behavior could be considered abnormal or aberrant.

But it is.

Mine is not a normal family.

I’ve come to realize that I’m the product of multi-generational compounded engineering disease.

I was at my mom’s house the other day (more accurately, I was in her garage) when I realized it. [Read more…]

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The Story of Thomas

In a departure from my usual Sunday Thankful Thoughts post, I wanted to share a very special story – The Story of Thomas.

It’s the story of how miracles happen in the unlikeliest of places and in the most unexpected ways.

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Potty Training Horror Story

potty trainingPotty training memories still make me wake up in a cold sweat from time to time.

(if you found your way here because you are frustrated and worn out trying to potty train your child – welcome.  i understand.  i promise it will get better.  honest.)

My boys are finally past the potty training stage, but there was a time when I wondered just how many years of my life would be spent trying to get them fully trained.

We started when Watty was about 18 months old.  It was his idea.  He woke up one morning and tried to stand at the potty like his daddy did.

Since he was a little short, he sprayed the side of the toilet instead of actually making it INTO the potty.

(if you’re keeping score, gogo was two months old at the time.  sigh.)

And, since little brothers like to try to emulate what big brothers do, GoGo started trying when he was about 18 months old as well.

Neither of them finished until they were almost four.

That was four straight years of potty training one or both kids.

My very least favorite stage was called “find the poo.”

(this isn’t going to be easy.  i have to tell the whole story tastefully, without salty language.  work with me, ok?)

It was a game. [Read more…]

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