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The Little Mantis That Could

Thursday, July 22, 2010

I’ve been realizing the last few weeks that there are so many things I’m going to miss once Breanna leaves home for her dorm in a few short weeks. The way she leaves her hair dryer in a tangled mess on the bathroom floor, the clothes that she lays haphazardly on the foot of her bed and the little notes that lay strewn on the computer desk with the names of bands that she wants to go see. I’ll miss the way she snuggles up with her bear that she’s had since she was three years old while sleeping and the dewy look in her eyes when she first gets out of bed. Shoot, I’ll even miss the look of shock when I do something that doesn’t fit into her definition of “cool.” She is showing the tell-tell signs of eccentricism that I have. Yet, so many of her friends find her endearing, honest, emotional and funny. With a slight lump in my throat, I’ve been realizing that they are now going to be spending more time with her than I am. I knew this day was coming, the day I would have to let my little girl go. But I wasn’t prepared for how fast it is coming.

She has always had an extreme fear of bugs. Yet, they seem to crawl her way with purpose and determination. Perhaps they can feel her kind nature or they just like to scare the bejeebers out of her? This morning when I got out of bed, I noticed an afghan stuffed under the crack of her bedroom door. Tightly. Scratching my head, I examined the door and that’s when I saw it; the praying mantis that had attached itself to the wall. At first, I was amazed by its beauty; but then it turned its eyes and looked at me, my first reaction to scream my bloody head off. Brian jumped from the bed, tripping over the fan, and I could hear Breanna’s muffled voice saying, “(Inaudible)…see it? (Inaudible)…the dang thing!”

Brian grabbed the mantis in his hand just as I told him not kill it but at 4:30 in the morning you want the annoying noise to stop at no cost. (By that I mean my screeching.) Throwing the bug in the bathroom trash can, I was suddenly saddened that I had screamed. It was a beautiful creature…just wanting to do what a praying mantis does. (Pray for it’s life, in THIS instance.)

Later, after Brian left for work, I returned to the bathroom to get ready for this day. I heard a rustling from the trash can and I saw the mantis, struggling to crawl for its freedom. I never thought in a million years that I would EVER do this, but I cupped my hand and allowed it to climb into my palm. It was yearning for its freedom….

Just like my daughter.

I sat it on the front porch and watched it slowly make its way away from me. Just like my daughter has been doing for the last year.

Going to her room, I watched as she slowly took in her angel breaths. Her hair strewn across the pillow like a halo. Wanting very much to cup her face in my hands, I refrained. I took a mental snapshot to always remember her this way, safe and sound in her bed, cradling her in my heart. Once again, I turned her over to her Father whom she so steadfastly believes in, the God who is her ultimate parent, her ultimate confidante and her ultimate friend. Just like the steely grasp of my husband who tried to squash the mantis, the world will try to crush my little girl….

But I know that God will always protect her with His watchful and loving grace, no matter what creepy-crawlies will come her way. All I have to do...

is just let go.


  
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GREGGWEISBROD 11/13/2013 7:48AM

    I've only read through two other users posts from their beginnings, and I always find it so incredibly fascinating to think that so much life has passed since these memories were formed and put to paper. It's always an exciting thing to finally catch back up and see how things evolved - you're such an incredible writer, you really draw me in.

A verse that your post made come to mind, every bit as relevant regardless of the years that pass us by: "Surely God is my help; the Lord is the one who sustains me." ~ Psalm 54:4

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CHERIRIDDELL 8/5/2010 6:13PM

    This should be sent to "Chicken Soup for the Mother's Soul" it is such a powerful story and so beautifully and succinctly written .I think I need a kleenex .

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DIETSAFARI 8/2/2010 3:00AM

    You both will do beautifully, and the Father will enjoy you both at this stage of your life, always growing, and getting closer to Him.
Don't worry she will come rushing back when she has her first baby. That is when the flying to freedom stage ended for me.

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MUSIC66 7/31/2010 10:28PM

    i found it hardto let go of my second oldest son i really miss him.

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MUSTANG_SALLY2 7/28/2010 8:47AM

    Oh how the babies grow up so fast! Another one of mine (nephew) will be getting married in October. What happened to the little tyke I use to tote around everywhere? Ugh!

I loved reading your blog and am so proud of you, not only for rescuing the mantis but for opening your daughter up to the life God has in store for her. It is something with which I have always struggled. I cannot get myself to see the kids in my life as the adults they are. Maybe this will help.

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WALKOFFWIN 7/24/2010 1:24PM

    Beautifully written, Michelle. So much depth of emotion and so artfully conveyed. I felt like I was right there with you and experiencing your feelings of pride and longing for Breanna. I think your daughter will go far in this world, because she inherited her mother's talent and was raised by your loving and guiding hand. (That guy Brian should also get credited with an assist.) Lol :o)

Praying Mantis? I used to keep them as pets when I was a kid, and was especially fascinated when I gave the Mantis a live grasshopper, and he/she? would eat it head first. Ahh memories... ;o)


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THAMLEY 7/23/2010 9:29AM

    Michelle, Needed a tissue warning. Your way with words is always perfect. I totally understand your reservations. It is sooo hard, everytime I see one of my girls number on caller ID, my heart leaps. You have taught her well and she has the best Leader in the universe. Just remember you have your "best friend" and the new relationship that is about to evolve will be amazing. Set your blossom free and watch her bloom.
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FLEMIDG 7/22/2010 11:24PM

    That was a beautiful blog, Michelle. You have such a picturesque way of writing that I can actually see what you are talking about. Your daughter is a beautiful young lady and she will do well. You and Brian have taught her well. I can understand how much you will miss her, but she's only a phone call away. God will watch over her just like he does you and the rest of your family. It was pretty brave of you to actually touch that praying mantis and let it go. Now you have to be brave and let your daughter go. She will return soon.
Lots of love and hugs. God bless you.

Darlene


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DARLENEK04 7/22/2010 6:25PM

  My MIL (former) was scared to death of Wooly Worms...she would
have a fit, especially if one got in the house. I rescued
her more than once. Too bad she didn't remember me picking up
the offending critter and taking it outside to "save"her.
After the split, she was mean to the kids and ignored me..LOL
I was ahhh crushed.

Michelle, Your baby will be fine and you will let her take off
to begin her life freely, and probably won't even cry til she
has gone. I only had to go thru it twice...LOL....I made it,
you will do fine, but this was, as usual, a great blog.:Loveveyou,
MommaD

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AZCUPCAKE 7/22/2010 2:45PM

    You really know how to tell a lovely story, Michelle...thank you for sharing this "buggy" tale! Once again, you hit the nail on the head - as I write this, my family room is FULL of the kids for this year's marching band alto saxophone section - Bill is the section leader, and they are working on their band camp skit. There is laughter and lots of talking, and it makes me smile. Philip went to get a whole bunch of pizzas for them, so I am sitting here listening to their "happy noise" all by myself! I know I will miss this next year, when it is time for him to go off to school, just like Breanna is in the next few weeks.... emoticon

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THEBOOKBINDER 7/22/2010 1:37PM

    awwwww That brought a tear to my eye.

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BKNOCK 7/22/2010 12:39PM

    I am only an Aunt and I remember how hard it was for me to let my niece Kristian go. When she turned about 16 I told her that I loved her very much and that maybe I would see her again when she is in her 20's and she looked at me like I had flipped my wig because she spent her life with me just like my little Leilani does! It happened just as I said it would and you know what she is back! We do get together and we do laugh like lunatics and we even cry together once in a while! She has turned into such a wonderful adult and I am so proud of her.

Your beautiful Breanna sounds like a wonderful person (just like her mother) and she will do great and you will survive even though it will be hard but remember you have a lot of people that care a lot for you and we are always ready to help you pick up the pieces!

Now for poor Brian 4:30 in the morning and screaming? Wow, Michelle you probably scared the bejookas out of him.

Love you,
Betsy

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CARTOONB 7/22/2010 11:18AM

    That's the hardest part...the letting go. You'll do fine and so will she.

You? Screech? LOL! Poor Brian!

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WILLOWWINDS 7/22/2010 11:03AM

    Beautiful Blog!!

I was always told mantis were endangered and your not suppose to kill them.

But, I can't stand bugs either. I give you credit for letting it crawl on your hand. EEK! Good job. I am sure the mantis will be praying for you. He will give you strength whenever you need it.

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And The Old Man Said, "Let There Be Light."

Sunday, July 18, 2010

We got a new front porch light from Lowe's. It was SUPPOSED to be simple. The instructions were pretty self-explanatory, after all. And they were limited to three simple steps in the manual. This wire goes here, that wire goes there and you flip the switch. But, cue the Twilight Zone music, we are in the WILLIAMS household and in the WILLIAMS household, you must brace yourself for the inevitable. First, this really weird thing happened. Brian asked me if I wanted to do it.

"You wanna hook it up?"
"You're asking me to play with electrical wires?!"
"Yeah."
"How much life insurance on me did you say you had?"
"$175,000"
"Uh..."
"It's double, though, if you die in an accident."
"No. I'm not hooking up the light. How much insurance do YOU have on YOURSELF?"
"Fine! I'll hook up the light."

First, he lost the screws. They were out of the box for approximately 23.76 seconds. We found them 12 minutes later under the couch. (He CLAIMS he didn't even hear them hit the floor.) Then he misplaced the instructions. After about 15 minutes of looking for those, he said, "Nope, I don't need 'em. I've hooked up lights before."

It sounded like a herd of monkeys was trying to come through the living room wall a half hour later. Peeking through the glass on the front door, I saw his lips moving rapidly. Then I saw the light being flung crazily across the yard. Looking around quickly, he hurriedly got off his ladder, ran and retrieved the light and scurried back up the ladder. It was then he saw my face in the window, taunting and laughing. His lips started moving rapidly again. I don't think he was declaring his undying love for me...but I'll always believe he was.

Flying through the door about fifteen minutes later he exclaimed that all was going well, he thought he had it. Flipping the main breaker on, he happily jogged back into the living room and flipped the switch to the light. His smile faded rapidly as the breaker blew and the house fell silent. Looking at me, he said, "Don't. Don't say a word." (AS IF!!) Three tries and three blown breakers later, he stood on the porch scratching his head. Lips moving rapidly.

He finally got it after he realized that he was feeding the neutral wire back into itself.

This incident got me thinking. First, although Brian may be a little bit of a "Tim, The Toolman Taylor" he has always succeeded at whatever he puts his mind to. He doesn't stop until the job is finished and complete. No matter the task, no matter the difficulty, he has been stubborn in everything he sets out to accomplish. I guess I can be the same way when it comes to this respect. I've always managed to complete what I've set out to do. Looking back in retrospect, I realized we have always been there to encourage one another during those times. Even when I have not wanted to take on a task, it seeming too hard, he's been there to encourage me. I've done the same with him, too. One of his greatest tasks that he's never given up on is ME. Throughout my struggles in the past 20 years, he's been there, making sure that I know he's there for me, through the good times and the bad. It has molded me into the person I am today. His mercy and his grace has saved me even when I've thought he was being a troll, but he's always known what is best for ME.

Pulling the door shut behind me, we went out to the porch and looked up at our new light. With a sense of accomplishment, he put his arm around me and smiled. Then we felt raindrops, rapidly coming down harder with each passing second. Slapping my tush, he reached for the doorknob so we could make a mad dash inside and it didn't budge. Turning it the other way, it didn't budge either.

"Did you lock us out?!" he exclaimed.
"No, no...."
"Oh, holy bat crap, you locked us out!"

Okay.

So maybe SOME things will never change, but at least he shared in the experience of getting drenced in the rain with me, huh?


  
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GREGGWEISBROD 11/12/2013 10:01PM

    Your posts are so warm and full of life. Hilarious too!! :-D

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SHEENA4S 8/5/2010 7:09PM

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RTFM - Read The Friggin' Manual! LOL!

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CHERIRIDDELL 8/5/2010 6:17PM

    Apparently I am not alone in my tendencies !LOL! Though I am not sure my husband is brave enough to let me play with electrical wires , fight the Taliban yes but me with electrical wires is an entirely different proposition !

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DIETSAFARI 8/2/2010 3:04AM

    Hehe, if he loves you after that, he will always love you.


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MUSIC66 7/31/2010 10:26PM

    great blog.

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CALIMAN1 7/19/2010 3:15PM

    Awesome bonding moment! Love it! So, in this case, the lights were on....but nobody was home? Because they were outside? Getting drenched????

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JACARRENO 7/19/2010 2:02PM

    I absolutely loved this!

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MUSTANG_SALLY2 7/19/2010 10:22AM

    I love this! Sweet story. I agree with AZCUPCAKE. You guys need a TV show. I'd watch. LOL Everyone needs something to make them laugh!

How in the world did you get back in???

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AZCUPCAKE 7/19/2010 10:02AM

    LOVE that new porch light, but LOVE the story behind its installation even more!!!! You and Brian should have your own reality show! Thank you for that dose of wonderful humor! emoticon emoticon

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FLEMIDG 7/18/2010 11:52PM

    Oh, Michelle. You are something else. I love your blogs.
You and Brian had to have been made for each other. It is awesome to see the way you can laugh at each other and tease each other and still end up hugging and laughing together.
You are an awesome couple.
So glad Brian managed to get the light installed correctly.
Too bad you both had to get wet to do it, though.
My love and hugs go out to you as usual.

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Darlene

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CARTOONB 7/18/2010 9:51PM

    Sounds like you two are a perfect pair! Great blog!

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0309COOKIE 7/18/2010 6:38PM

    What a cute story. You have such a way with words. You two make a great couple.

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RWETHAIRYET 7/18/2010 3:01PM

    I just love these little daily stories of ordinary life...only looked at with love and humor instead of....well, you know.
I've seen similar incidences at home, haha, though neither of us would go near electrical wires.....after all, we're, neither of us, worth much dead at this point emoticon

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THEBOOKBINDER 7/18/2010 2:15PM

    Loved the blog, thank you for sharing. Truly beautiful, I can see how much you two love one another. Have a great weekends SIS.

Armin

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WILLOWWINDS 7/18/2010 1:53PM

    Your household sounds so much like mine.

Then to boot my nurse is half blind and refuses to wear glasses so she is constantly miss placing stuff.

Very funny though I chuckled a lot.

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GEEMAWEST 7/18/2010 1:51PM

    Great blog, as always! emoticon

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BKNOCK 7/18/2010 1:50PM

    Thanks Michelle, I really needed that laugh! You really know how to write so that I feel like I am living the moment with you!

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LIZZYP609 7/18/2010 1:08PM

    You have a talent for writing! Loved the insight! The light is really pretty too!
Thanks for sharing!

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WALKOFFWIN 7/18/2010 12:56PM

    Great writing, great humor, and sounds like a great relationship with your husband. But I already knew that. You're both lucky to have each other. It's ironic... just as I was about to finish reading this, the phone rang. It was my wife, who has apparently volunteered me to fix some plumbing for one of her single friends. So now I get to be "Brian". And not even for my wife... But hey, I've been promised a large roast beef sub for my efforts. Which they already ordered before calling me. Cute... Wish me luck!

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LMB-ESQ 7/18/2010 12:44PM

    Haha.... send him over here... he can be "Tim the Toolman Taylor" in my house any day. Seriously... you're a lucky lady, but I think you already know that. emoticon

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USFBULL 7/18/2010 12:43PM

    emoticonThank you for the tender moment from the far side. classic locking the door. emoticon The message of perseverance and helping one another was great. emoticon

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MS_DAR 7/18/2010 12:36PM

  Great sense of humour...good thing with such a handy hubby!

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Beanie's Camping Adventure

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Camp.

The word alone brings back so many memories of my childhood. This was the last year my daughter could experience camp as a "camper." She has pledged to return next year as a camp counselor. The light that shone around her during the final moments was really awesome to behold. She made friends that will most likely last her a lifetime and memories that will be with her forever. I was so happy when I finally saw her face after a week of missing her. I was so grateful to see her running to me, with the ultimate excitement on her face; throwing her arms around me as she smiled the biggest smile in the world. I'll share a few pics (of the MANY) of her awesome week with you, some that made me laugh at the antics of kids.

Apparently when you first get to camp THESE DAYS, you must knock out your best friend and sit on them...


After successfully sitting on your first friend, you must find another one and duct tape them to the grass...


Then you go eat ice cream; kid in front is too exuberant about getting ice cream....


After that, you hope there's no boogers in your nose...


Eventually you cram everyone into a tiny little room; again, kid on right is too exuberant...


Then you act like a monkey and hope the bunk doesn't fall through....


What happens when they don't serve enough vegetables at camp....


A few cool friends made along the way....





And it's exuberance kid...again...


Just makes you wanna go back and be a kid again, huh?

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Have a good one, Sparkies.

  
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DIETSAFARI 7/15/2010 11:55AM

    B is going to be a great counselor.
You are right, Friend, it will be great fun to be a kid again. I just want to know everything I know now. I love knowing stuff, love all my experience and wisdom(?!)
I love my grown up taste in men even better. Ugh! I gave a lot of time to a lot of little young frogs that just did not turn into princes. And I DID try.
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GEEMAWEST 7/14/2010 8:01PM

    Great pics. Tell Breanna thanks for letting you share them with us. Brought back some good memories.

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TRENTDREAMER 7/12/2010 9:47PM

    "Just makes you wanna go back and be a kid again, huh? "

* If anything could, that would. Glad she had a good time!

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DONNAORLENE 7/11/2010 2:00AM

    Ah! Precious memories... how they linger. Thanks for sharing! I'm glad she had such a good time and that you have her back! BTW she's just as beautiful as you are. You two could pass for sisters! Gee Whiz! Anyway, have a good day and have some fun!!!!!

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FLEMIDG 7/11/2010 12:38AM

    Thank you for sharing Bree's photos and your feelings with us. It is always such a joy to read your blogs. I am sure you are happy your daughter is home again. I agree that there should be a camp like that for us adults. I think we have earned it.

Hope you're having a great weekend. Lots of love and blessings coming your way.

Darlene

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CARTOONB 7/10/2010 10:50PM

    I never got to go to camp. emoticon

Looks like an absolute blast. I'm glad she had fun (not as much fun as exuberant kid, tho) and that you have her home again.

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DARLENEK04 7/10/2010 5:37PM

  I am glad Bree and her friends had a good time. Exuberance
has a beautiful smile and spirit.

Blessings Michelle,
Darlene

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MISS_VIV 7/10/2010 12:52PM

    Your daughter and my granddaughter both graduated this year. What a joy to watch our children grow up. They are so special, and indeed some of the innocence will be gone, but the smiles continue.

BIG HUGS

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WALKOFFWIN 7/10/2010 12:52PM

    Ahh... youth! Yes, it sure does make me want to be a kid again. But I AM still a kid... I just have a few too many laugh lines on my face and not enough for my stand up act. I'm just an older kid with greying temples and increasingly creaky bones when I sit still for too long and then try to get up.

Looks like Breanna had a great time at camp, and I love the pics along with your very funny laugh lines. Thanks again for sharing your life as well as your sense of humor with us Michelle. :o)

Chris

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THEBOOKBINDER 7/10/2010 10:20AM

    Love the blog! I agree with DAISYGRL2 there should be a camp for adults. Were we can jump on beds, eat ice cream on the couch and stay up past 7pm. Such a magical place.

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DAISYGRL2 7/10/2010 10:01AM

    Looks like she had a blast!! I think there should be a camp for adults- a week to be kids again.

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AZCUPCAKE 7/10/2010 9:38AM

    SUPER BONUS SATURDAY! PRICELESS PHOTOS - PRICELESS BLOG!! I just opened your blog up and all sorts of SMILES and SPARKLES popped out! So glad Breanna had a terrific time....I'll bet her week went SOOOO fast! Aren't we lucky that our kids understand and enjoy good, clean, silly, old-fashioned FUN?! THAT is what makes my heart break open and my eyes spill over with happy tears (not to mention snot, goobers and boogers!)! I am sure you slept better, too, once your darling girl was back in her own bed and you could peek in on her whenever you wanted to! emoticon I know that is what I always do when Bill has been away for awhile...!

I will be thinking of you, AS USUAL, dear Michelle, as we take the boy BACK to Prescott so he can have one more week of fun in the woods at Camp Sky-Y before BAND CAMP preparations begin! I swear, our kids take WAY more vacations than we do! What is up with THAT?! emoticon

Have a terrific weekend!

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BKNOCK 7/10/2010 8:12AM

    She looks like she really had a good time! I am sure that you are glad that she is home again! What's with not sleeping when she is home though? Too much excitement for that old body of yours?

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WHEEZELO 7/10/2010 1:56AM

    Funny that you wrote this, my youngest son is off to camp this week. I can't wait to hear the stories.

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If I Had "SUPER" Powers...

Monday, July 05, 2010

Wouldn’t it be totally cool if we had “SUPER” powers? I think so. There are so many things that I would love to be able to do or do better if I could wish it so. If I had “SUPER” powers, I would:

1) Make cheesecake not have ANY calories. OH! And the same goes for Reese’s Cups. And peirogies….

2) Make the cat clean my house. And cook dinner.

3) Make all of Brian’s tools get up and walk off my kitchen table.

4) I think that I would also like for Brian to turn into Russell Crowe (or Gerard Butler). OH, DON’T judge me! Just for a day. You’d do the same if you could, too, if you were to be COMPLETELY honest….

5) Make the door greeter at Walmart actually “greet” me.

6) Leap tall mounds of telemarketer’s baloney in a single bound.

7) On a more serious note, I would like to make the young man I saw today with a physical handicap better. That just really bugs me and it makes me wonder why some people have to suffer so much…

8) Read minds. Exactly what was going through my neighbor’s mind as he was falling down his front steps today? Oh, he was okay! And it was just funny seeing someone ELSE bite the dust for a change.

9) Go back in time. Back to when I was young, wrinkle-less, and able to listen to my music on a RECORD or an 8-TRACK. Remember how much fun it was trying to find your favorite song on one of those suckers? Same thang with the cassettes. Especially the ones you recorded off the radio yourself!

10) Snap my fingers and Paul would be home, laughing and sitting with us around the dinner table. I miss him so much. :(

11) I would definitely teleport to each one of your guys’ houses. I would surprise you, like when you’re in the bathtub or your hair is full of rollers. Or you just got done working in the garden and you’re all dirty. Yeah, it would be like THAT.

12) Make Breanna’s college free.

13) Make the hair on my legs quit growing back...it's growing faster and faster these days and one of them turned up on my chin the other day.

14) Levitate. It would come in handy when there’s a bug on the floor.

15) Make anybody within 20 feet of me think that they owe me money.

16) Shape shift! When Brian doesn’t give me any attention, I could turn myself into a steak! Or a wrench or a bottle of wax or something.

17) Try to think of two more “SUPER” powers.

Oh well. It’s not likely that I will develop any of these powers anytime soon. However, one day Paul will call to tell me he’s coming home and that’s probably the day I will soar 10 feet off the ground! And maybe one day I’ll get to meet some of you.

But I promise to call first. Wouldn’t wanna surprise any of you while you’re in your skivvies.

  
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WALKOFFWIN 7/11/2010 12:34PM

    I loved this one. Great stuff! For some reason #6 got a genuine LOL outta me. The rest were great too. A high quality mix of the humorous and poignant... And I hear ya on the cassettes - I've got three cases of them that the CD player in my car won't play. Is there some converter out there that I don't know about?

Hey, you'll get no judgement from me. I'd turn my wife into both Scarlett Johansson and Penelope Cruz at the same time! I mean we are talking about SUPER powers, right???

And yes, while I'd be delighted to see you, please do call first. I might not only be in my skivvies, but singing "It's Only Rock & Roll" in front of a mirror while doing a really bad imitation of Mic Jagger! Lol :o)

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MADDEELOU 7/10/2010 10:33AM

    LOL. Great blog. I was transported back in time. I am amazed at the students I work with who have disabilities. They are some of the strongest, most inspiring kids I know. I think it is so true that God has a plan, we just don't always understand it.

Stop by anytime. We'd love to have you visit our cornfield. I might even be in my garden in my skivvies. emoticon

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MUSIC66 7/10/2010 12:44AM

    i would love to have super powers to be about to do any thing .i would be rather neat i could make my self taller lol to be able to reachthe top shelves ot super market lol .

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LMB-ESQ 7/6/2010 2:08PM

    Hehehe... I'll take #1 and #2 and definitely #12... oh, what the heck, I'll take 'em all!

Another great, funny, food-for-thought blog... thanks for sharing!

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AZCUPCAKE 7/6/2010 12:35PM

    See the ENTIRE BLOG ABOVE for MANY of the reasons I LOVE YOU! I would LOVE for you to drop in on me when I was all dirty, or all clean, or all sweaty, or without mascara eating cheesecake out of the plastic molded container the grocery store sells it in! And I would MAKE you take a fork and dig right in, too!

I will get to meet you, dear girl....that very item is on my personal BUCKET LIST. It just HAS to happen to make MY life complete!

I will be thinking of you, Breanna-less, this week.... emoticon The week will go by faster than you think, but slower at night. Don't ask me why. It is just a scientifically-proven thing. When she gets back, you will want to hug her and cry tears of joy that she is back safely, but within 48 hours, something will come up that will "bug" you and your home will be back to normal! I promise!! It is a scientifically-proven thing! emoticon

I secretly wish I could switch Philip out for a day or two (or three!) with Richard Gere. MMMMMMMM. I know - I am a female pig. But I AM HUMAN, too! There. That felt better just saying it. I knew YOU would understand! Thanks for breaking the taboo on that lil ole topic!

Thanks for making my day! I needed that!! Will write more later....! Have a great day, Michele! emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon

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ENILLA 7/6/2010 10:08AM

    Great blog, as usual! I like the teleportation power! I think about that every time I hit the road to head home. When will that be invented already! GEESH! I think mind reading would be good if I can turn it on and off, I would not want to constantly hear the thoughts of others. That might drive me insane!

and you're welcome at my place ANYTIME! Dirty, hair in rollers or singing away in the shower, I'd welcome you into my home anytime!

~E

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DONNAORLENE 7/6/2010 12:30AM

    You'll show up here, but Marshall wants you to come on your Harley! As for reading people's minds...I don't think I even want to know what most of them are thinking. Turning hamburger into steak...now that would be a good thing! Or tuna into lobster....yeah! And I love that picture, but it still can't outdo my Biker Babe that Barb gave me. Too cute! Hope you have a great week! We really did wish you were here! Take care of yourself!

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Donna Orlene

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GEEMAWEST 7/5/2010 11:43PM

    I don't want to read other people's mind either. Nor do I want them to be able to read mine! However, some of your other SUPER ideas would be nice. But trust me, you don't want to see me in the bathtub!

When you get that call from Paul I want to be the first to know!! I will be jumping for joy with you.

Hugs, G-Mama

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CARTOONB 7/5/2010 11:31PM

    Teleportation is THE super power that I would love to have!! Can you imagine the time I could save every day by not having to commute?!?!?

I don't want to read other people's minds tho. I may be embarrassed by what I "see"!!

Love the levitation and the visual you gave with it! LOL! Soon as you get hooked up with these powers, come on by! We'll chat, even if I am in the tub! LOL!

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BKNOCK 7/5/2010 9:55PM

    Michelle, how long does it take for you to think this stuff up? Wow, you are so awesome (As Leilani would say)!!!

Great blog and thanks for the chuckle!

I am waiting for the day that you show up on my door step! Your not that far from North Carolina!

Love ya,
Betsy

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A Morning In The Life Of Me

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

My times in the early mornings are strictly for ME. My days usually start at the ripe hour of 5:00 a.m. to spend time with Brian before he sets off to work. Not soon after that begins the inner dialog of whether or not I should exercise. Usually after a 15-minute heated debate with myself, the need to exercise wins out. Like a child who is forced to do something he/she doesn't really want to do, I forcefully slam my feet into my shoes and sigh. Pulling my hair up into a haphazard ponytail, I set out the door, slamming the door shut behind me.

The first five minutes I am thinking, "Why do I even bother? The scale hasn't budged in over two weeks and I'm just going to go home and dive head-first into the Crunch-n-Munch." Ten minutes later I'm wondering, "Maybe I just DON'T TRY hard enough. Maybe I'm slacking." Usually fifteen minutes into it, I'm throwing my body so hard into the uphill climb that I'm not thinking of ANYTHING. I'm too busy trying to get enough oxygen into my lungs to conquer the next hill on the next mile. Then something happens. Just when I tell myself I can't go any harder, my rebellion wins out and I'm running.

While I'm running, my thinking returns. I begin thinking about all the little things that are bugging me, the things that are giving me a struggle in my day-to-day relationship with God. Or I think about the weaknesses that I have as a person and I get so frustrated, so annoyed that I think if I slam my feet into the soil hard enough, fast enough, it will trample them away. Before I know it, I'm so out of breath and my heart is beating so fast that my head swims. I have to take a breather. I have to usually sit on a rock that overlooks a little stream and allow my lungs to catch up. It is then that I usually see the sun rising over the pines, I hear the birds greeting each other in harmony and I look at my hands as they rub my thighs in comfort.

It is then my soul is usually quieted. The storm in my spirit is usually soothed by that point. My frustrations and anger spent, I look to the sky and tell God that I'm doing my best and that I long for the day when these torments, these doubts and and confusions will no longer be a source of contention for me. As a lone ant or some other "creepy-crawly" makes its journey atop my sneaker, I am mesmerized by the masterpiece that God has placed me in, this earth that He has created for me to live in. Maybe I just DON'T TRY hard enough to appreciate these things that God has given me.

Sighing, I usually get up and before I know it I have a renewed sense of strength. I tell myself, "I can do anything I set my mind to." I slowly pick up the pace and suddenly I am running the last fifteen minutes back to my house, the place where I left in such a fitful way. My mind suddenly starts filling with things I can do to try to make a difference in my family's lives, in my life and, perhaps, the lives of others. By the time I throw myself into the back door, I am anxious to better myself, to share a smile with someone, to pray. No, I'm not going down for the count...not today.

This is a typical morning in my life. I'm not saying that EVERY day I manage to make it out the door but it's becoming a little easier to make it five times out of seven in a week. There is something about exercise that not only feeds the body but it feeds the soul as well. It makes me rebel in the best of way, whereas before, I rebelled the wrong way by eating my way out of emotional strife. I'm not perfect in that area either. But I accept that's who I am.

Today is a new day. It always is. What will come, will come, but it better be ready to face me.

At least for today.







  
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MADDEELOU 7/10/2010 10:26AM

    Great blog. I think we are all plagued by doubts but few of us admit to them, let alone describe them so eloquently. Thanks so much for sharing and giving us all that gift. Stay strong!

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AZCUPCAKE 7/3/2010 8:52PM

    You have me laughing and crying at the same time. YOU are a MORNING PERSON, TOO?!?? WOW. It just gets scarier and scarier! I get up before Philip does (around 5 a.m.!!), putter around and do some quiet chores, read, think about what needs to be done that day, and then get Philip's oatmeal and coffee ready for him before he heads out the door. I get a lot of heat about that step from some of my friends, but I figure it is the LEAST I can do for a man who is so loving and patient and kind to the PSYCHOTIC CRITTER he has chosen to spend his life with!

Then I, too, think about getting out the door to the Y, or to take a giant hike, or on a lazy day, just taking the dogs on their daily 'sniffing tour!' The same thoughts go through my head -- self-defeat, anger at myself for my lack of discipline when faced with a bag of cheese popcorn, remembering my friend Jeff and all of the ways I blame myself for not being able to help him when he needed someone, etc. etc. I, too, pound myself through pounding the trail or pounding the treadmill, sometimes trying to hide my tears behind my sunglasses or my sweaty workout towel. It is so hard. And on top of it, that scale number has refused to budge for what seems like months. But you are right -- there is a moment where everything sort of "comes together" and I feel a surge of strength and a feeling of empowerment that always (ALWAYS!) surprises me, and I wonder why I don't hurry out the door to get to this feeling more often. I seem to forget that activity and exercise are NOT just for losing weight, they are for keeping one SANE. One's mental health is just as important (if not MORE important!) than one's pants size. So, I will try again to recommit to this way of life that includes moving out of my little comfort zone of the couch, the kitchen, and my own backyard.

Thank you for this lovely blog....you simply amaze me time and again, and I will never be able to repay you for all that you give me through your words and friendship!

Sending snot-filled hugs your way,
Linda

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FLEMIDG 7/3/2010 1:42AM

    Wonderful Blog, Michelle. You are doing so great to get out there as often as you do. Keep up the great work. Have a great weekend.

Darlene


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CARTOONB 7/1/2010 11:12PM

    Great blog! You run?? That is awesome!

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TRENTDREAMER 7/1/2010 9:06PM

    Awesome blog! I know the struggle and I know the feeling of it getting easier. I'm proud of you for sticking with it.

Thank you for being there for me. I really appreciate it!

Hugs!

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DIETSAFARI 7/1/2010 5:05AM

    You have me itching to start gyming again, but will sit down until it passes.
That was really inspiring, Friend.
Bless you

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JUNIAATROME 7/1/2010 1:00AM

    It is so rewarding to get out there before the sun, so why is it so hard to get out there every time? Wished I knew,but today I'm just too tired to think. Will get back to that later... when I wake up.



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DONNAORLENE 6/30/2010 11:39PM

    Great Blog! Don't be so hard on yourself.....you're one of the greatest inspirations on this site! And your testimony and Christian witness is outstanding. Your image as a wife, mother, grandmother, sister, and friend is awesome. And on top of that you work your behind off! So keep up the GREAT job! And the positive Attitude! It's contagious!

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GEEMAWEST 6/30/2010 9:21PM

    Awesome Blog!! Thanks for sharing.
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THEBOOKBINDER 6/30/2010 12:48PM

    Great Blog! Love it! emoticon emoticon emoticon

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ENILLA 6/30/2010 11:01AM

    GREAT BLOG! I have been considering running because I want to do a 5K in October so perhaps I should do some early morning runs. I LOVE the way I feel after I workout regardless of what I do it makes me feel AWESOME. Now why don't I do it on a consistent basis? That answer is too deep to post on one blog post. emoticon

~E

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