Saturday, August 28, 2010
Here is the latest in the "Poor Michelle...Her-Kid-Is-Leaving-Home" blog series; uh, installment number THREE to be exact? Or 3,122? Anyhooooo, I just realized something last night before collapsing on the couch at 2:43 a.m. when I felt it was safe to boo-hoo without anyone seeing me. Not only am I saying "see ya later" to my baby, I am saying goodbye to her friends who have crossed over my threshold and into my heart throughout the years. These kids might as well be mine, too, as much time as they spend here! They all call me "Mom" and give me hugs, kisses and backtalk on a regular basis. So, what the heck am I gonna do once the loud music, bonfires, screeching laughter and chaos ends? This house is going to be silent for the first time in 20-some-odd-years. I have a feeling it's going to be miserable until I find my place in this world as a "free agent." (Lower the eyebrows and close your mouth, Brian...I'm not talking about being free from you, m'dear.) Here are just a smidgen of the hundreds I've come to know and love with all of my heart...
Yeah, these are just a FEW. But there's a few more days of blogging left before her departure. And there's kids in her bedroom now! Where's the camera???
Have a great weekend, guys. Love you much!
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Okay...I was able to talk Breanna into allowing me to post ONE baby picture of her. If you remember, about a week ago (?) I said that I would like to post some baby pics of her because she was such a daggone cute kid (oh, still IS but C'MON, everyone loves baby pics). She had basically confiscated the photo albums and held them hostage until she THOUGHT I had forgotten about the idea. Nope...Momma didn't forget and after a few moments of debate she showed me the one she said I could show you. Looks like we're gonna have to wait until she leaves for college next Tuesday before I can go hog wild!
Note the ears. They have since laid flat to her head. But, isn't she just the cutest little booger??
We have been busy getting items together that she needs for college. A laptop, a printer, towels, bedspreads, curtains, rugs, etc...all this for a room that is no bigger than a walk-in closet and she has to share it with someone else. I found a crumpled up paper in the desk drawer today that had the list of items she needed carefully crossed out and each one exhausted. That kinda jabbed at my heart a little. It made everything seem so final. Five more days. Five more days and this little baby is walking the path to adulthood ON HER OWN. I know she's still going to need us. I know that she's going to call home and play her homesickness off like she's big and bad and can take on the world. That's what I did and she is sooo much like me. (However, I have to say, she exercises more patience than I ever will.) But this kid of mine is so stubborn, so smart, so hard-headed that she will excel in anything she sets her mind to in no time at all. I am grateful, too, for that. She has never had any trouble telling you like it is but has a love so deep for her fellow human, for God and for all things that are good and decent. She will make her/our world a better place. In her own small way, she will make a huge impact on someone's life. I guess it's everyone else's turn to be brightened by her shining soul, her brighter-than-the-sun smile...
I'm just being selfish for wanting to keep her with ME. But, for just a little bit longer? Is that really so bad?
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Okay, I know this is really random, but my SIL called me earlier this evening and told me to come up and get some of her homegrown corn. She said there were sweet peppers, and homegrown green beans there, too. Before Brian could say, "Where do you THINK you're going?" I was out the door leaving skidmarks in my driveway. Burning rubber, I made the fourth mile journey to her house, salivating at the mouth and hitting every pothole in sight. OH, SHUT UP, I was hungry and I pitied the fool who got in my way.
Jumping from my car, I ferociously slapped my empty Walmart bag open and headed down to the pond where she was standing. A few quick hugs and "how-are-yous" were said and we were laughing our way to her fenced-in garden where the "stuff that dreams are made of" awaited. Mmmmm. First, though, there was the matter of opening her barbed-wire fence. (Many deers in this area...they'll eat YOU if you're not careful.) I don't know how, but as I was passing through, my hair got caught in it. As we stood there laughing, trying to unwind the tangled mess, my shoe sunk in a pit of mud and my foot came out. It successfully landed in another pit of mud. At least I think it was mud. It looked like mud. I wasn't going to smell it to find out.
Making our way through the maze of stalks, I got too close behind her and the leaves slapped me across the face, more than once. There was one particular hearty one, however, that hit me in the eye and dislocated my contact lens from the center of my pupil. I felt it slide underneath my eyelid and suction itself to the white part...not the best feeling. But as my eye grew red and the tears flowed, I became even more determined. She and I picked corn until our fingers hurt. We talked about Breanna's upcoming adventure, the persimmon tree that Steve loved, and the paintings that I had recently been doing. I promised her that I would do one of my brother's 1969 Plymouth Roadrunner so he could hang it in his garage.
It was a great time. I ended up spending more time there than what I had planned. I realized that I missed these times with her and privately promised myself to spend more time with her once Breanna spreads her wings and flies. And I had CORN. HOMEGROWN CORN! Getting it was difficult and a struggle but the pay-off was good! And I had sweet peppers and green beans, too. Cleaning up my foot and fixing my contact, I realized that life is kinda like that, too. You might get beat up a little along the way to a goal but the end result is good, especially when you do things with a pure heart. And that's the key...having a pure heart. Getting things any other way just wouldn't feel so good in the long run. Would it? There are no short-cuts in ANYTHING worth having, whether it be weight loss, our spirituality, our relationships or corn. Unless it's done right, it could leave a very weird taste in our mouths...and our souls.
Any of you wanna come over for dinner tomorrow?
Well, forget it. The corn is all mine. But I love you anyways!
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
It's really not hard to get side-tracked. It's not difficult to lose sight of your goal, not only with weight loss or the road to better health, but also with the other things in your life. I was talking with Breanna the other night about college life and how easy it will be to allow other things to get in the way of her studies. I was a college student once, I know. It takes discipline and a stern train of thought to keep one's eye on the prize. Plus, it takes determination and a hunger for that prize to get there. If we could only do this without the doubts and the obstacles that are sure to accompany our dreams, without that little voice that whispers in our hearts, "Are you man/woman enough to grab hold and not let go? It's too hard! Give up now!"
But without these obstacles, we wouldn't find our strengths or weaknesses. We wouldn't learn of the "stuff" that makes us who we are. Would we? If our goals were easy to grasp, easy to accomplish, we would not be made stronger in character. We would not learn patience or perseverance. We would merely become unappreciative of our efforts and grow tired of the challenges before us. That is why we must always push through the veil, push through the hard times, and see the shining soul that we ALL have inside of us.
We have choices in this life. Each and everyone of us. We could do what is EASIEST, go where where we are most COMFORTABLE, stay in our OWN LITTLE SPACE. We could stay stagnant and just BE. Or we could FIGHT for what we want. We could FIGHT to make things better. That goes with our health, our friendships, our marriages, our spirituality. If things are not going well, if we're not satisfied with where we are in life, we have CHOICES. Give in, give up, or work harder.
I choose to work harder. Many changes have occurred in my life in the last year and a half. My dear brother passed away, I was handed an unwelcome illness, my daughter lost a child and I have a grandson that I have not held in my arms. I have caught myself countless times feeling very sorry for myself. But I have fought to remain optimistic. I have failed at times, but I've FOUGHT. However, the last month or so, I've felt my soul grow harder. I've grown selfish. I've allowed myself to act out of character in a number of ways. Now that I recognize it, what am I going to do about it?
Fight and claw my way out, THAT'S what! I WILL find myself again. Breanna is leaving for college next Tuesday. I have prepared myself for the torrent of emotions that will be bombarding us both that day. However, I will not wallow in sadness nor I will I allow it to determine the path to my own personal future. I will be sad, most likely crying to you all in a blog, but I won't allow it to determine bad choices that will beget more bad choices. I will cry, get over it, and move on. I raised a good kid. God is her lighthouse. She has said this to me. So the question is, what am "I" going to do? What steps am "I" going to take to get on with MY life, the kind of life I want to live, the kind that I can be PROUD of?
Well, I can cling tighter to my husband. Pray harder. Read the Word of God each and every day. Surround myself with my dearest friends. And give the devil a swift kick in the bum each and every time he comes knocking on my door. I'm not down for the count. I am determined to be better, to be stronger. I am determined to conquer the remnant of a woman I've become and come out with my guns blazing. There's a new chapter of me ready to be written...
and I am the author.
What's in YOUR next chapter? God bless you all.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
I saw this on Barb's blog so I thought I would steal from her. OH, DON'T JUDGE ME! She stole it it from everyone else!
1) Available or Married?
Married. Not to Gerard Butler as previously planned, but to a guy that has a heart of gold so it's all good. He wishes he were married to Melanie Griffith. But that's a whole different blog in itself.
"Ghost Hunters of the South" by Alan Brown.
3) Cake or Pie?
OY! BOTH! Cheesecake and Pecan pie are my top two poisons, followed closely by carrot cake. And Red Velvet. And then there's the Rocky Road Ice Cream....
4) Drink of Choice?
If I had a CHOICE, it would be Mountain Dew. But since I've learned that it's basically arsenic in a can, I drink water and green tea.
5) Essential Item?
My fake eyelashes. Breanna repeatedly stomped on one the other day because she thought it was a bug on the floor.
6) Favorite Color?
GREEN. Loooove green!
7) Game to Play or Watch?
Oh, geez, let me think about that for a minute...um, maybe, shoot...could it be the Pittsburgh Steelers? The best games are the ones against the Cincinnati Bengals and watching Brian flip when the Steelers score against them! I get to do my smarty-pants dance!
A little teeny-tiny hick town in Southern Ohio. Where the bumper stickers and sleeveless shirts roam free.
Riding my Harley and watching "Whacked Out Sports."
Aggravating the snot out of Brian, Breanna and driving my SparkFriends nuts with my blogs.
Two very grown step-kids (28 and 27), one grown 21 year-old son, and a daughter that just turned 18 today. Wow, I'm old!
12) Life is Incomplete Without...?
Chocolate Mousse. I'm just sayin'....
13) Music Group or Singer?
Queen, HIM, Sent By Ravens, Mika, ShineDown, Rob Thomas and Credence Clearwater Revival.
14) Number of Siblings?
Two older sisters and three older brothers (RIP, Steve, I miss you so much...).
15) Oranges or Apples?
BOTH are good to hurl at Brian when he gets smart with me.
Sitting in the passenger seat of a moving car, dirt on the floor, and I don't like my feet coming out of the covers in bed!
17) Favorite Quote?
"If you rest, you rust." ~ Helen Hayes.
18) Reason to Smile?
Jesus loves me. Brian loves me. My kids (I think!) love me. What better reason is there than THAT? Oh, and Gerard Butler is HOT!
Fall. Definitely fall because it's not too hot and not too cold and I get to wear my chaps on the motorcycle!
Yep. Two. One is a heart with me and Brian's name in the middle and the other is a butterfly. Can't and won't say where.
21) Unknown Fact About Me?
I don't think there's anything about me that you guys don't already know. I guess one thing might be that I'm insecure. I'm afraid of people not liking me. I'm afraid of losing the people I love.
22) Veggie I Love?
OH, heck YEAH! BROCCOLI! Mmmmm!
23) Worst Habit?
24) X-Rays I've Had?
Geesh, everywhere, everything, at least three times over. I glow in the freakin' dark.
25) Favorite Food?
Anything that isn't nailed down. (And Nutter Butters!)
Capricorn, just like Barb. And we're BOTH PERFECTIONISTS, can you believe THAT?! LOL!
Have a great day, guys!
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