Monday, September 29, 2014
Thursday, September 25, 2014
I’m Baa-ack, but not in a creepy Poltergeist kind of way. Ticks took over the outdoors this summer driving me into the gym where I wanted to stab my eyes out after 15 minutes on the treadmill. I ventured out last night and returned home tick free!!! This makes me a happy little walker. There is nothing I love better than watching the green of summer change to the multi-hues of fall.
Monday, September 22, 2014
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
Monday, September 15, 2014
Be it a hormonal surge or the usual Monday urge to be glum, getting a shoe catalogue in the mail didn’t brighten my day. Typically, a new shoe catalogue is a reason to celebrate, not so much today. I opened it up with anticipation, and then quickly realized that unless something drastic happens, I wouldn’t need new fall shoes since I very likely will be jobless and penniless by the end of the year. Of course, my shoe obsession has never been about “need” in the first place but it’s always nice to have somewhere to wear new shoes if you to find a pair you simply can’t live without. The boots on the cover are rain boots and I think they would go quite nice with the pity party I’m having. Happy feet are a gloom chasers for sure, especially when they are covered with colorful twirly swirls that repeal wet soggy days. Sign me up for a pair or maybe two.
Friday, September 12, 2014
Monday, September 8, 2014
Today was the baby shower for my grand baby, little PitterPatter who has yet to be named. I am told a name will not be given until it has been divinely revealed to the parents, and not a minute before. This is when I worry about things like... "God's timing isn't always our timing." and silly little things only the faithless sweat over... I can hear my son, the ever carefree lad that he is, assuring me... "It will be right as rain mom, right as rain." When I look into his smiling eyes just seconds before I feel a meltdown coming on, I can believe it will be right as rain, but I'd feel SO much better if he simply chose one of the stunning combination of names I've sent him for weeks on end. He doesn't like pressure and he hates to conform, so then I worry that my suggestions pushed him to the edge of a cliff leaving my grand baby with no name.... "Oh Holy Spirit, please speak now." There will be nothing conventional about this birth, just as there has been nothing conventional about my son (which is one of his most endearing qualities), but is also a big hurdle for an event planner (EVENT PLANNER, not control freak... Event Planner), like myself. The lack of wedding planning almost sent me over the edge simply because I didn't have anything to stress over because we were just supposed to show up and things would magically happen like a herd of fairy godmothers showed up, sprinkled pixie dust and waa-laa, behold a magical wedding at the foothills of Colorado done with absolute perfection and perfectly them in every way. That is how these two love birds roll. With all that I am, I'm doing my best to "go with the flow", to be a "I'm totally down with that", natural born, low maintenance, tree hugging, laid back Lolli prepared to adhere to all the written in stone boundaries like "no dangling my grandchild by his ankles over a balcony" or "spiking his pumped breast milk with high fructose syrup." As if I would do any of those things in the first place! The list goes on (I'm sure), but those are the high points. Today's parenting is a new frontier. The new generation of parents believe in the age old theory that one generation gleans from the mistakes of the previous generation, tosses them into the recycle bin, creating a parenting revolution so far above the standards of generations past, that all of our sage advice and hands-on experience is nothing but filthy rags like the pointless righteousness of the Pharisees. This will be like teaching a old dog new tricks (I would be the old dog in this analogy). Grandparenting by gut instinct will not be enough. This child will be raised by a new generation (which is a good thing because I'm really tired). I'm not the one in charge (Thank you Jesus), and that changes everything.
Friday, September 5, 2014
"I just wanted to drop you a line of encouragement. Your Mom said you haven't had a very good week. I'll tell you what I've told Aja many times in the last couple of years.... Boring lives don't make interesting stories. Adversity has a way of making us dig deeper than we would normally dig, causing us to reach untapped potential we never knew existed within ourselves. When God chooses to bring you through the trial instead of lifting you out of the trial, you gain insight into yourself and you grow far beyond the limits that being comfortable provides. God has a way of bringing us to his expected end, even if he takes what we believe to be an alternate route. I am praying for you and believing that good things are in store for you in this upcoming season. Don't be discouraged, don't be distressed, just dig your heels in and give them all you've got. When you don't think you have anything left, God will come through with that little bit extra. I am praying specifically that you will find favor in those in authority over you. God knows where he wants you to be and he knows how to get you there. I believe in you, and I want you to believe in yourself...."
Guys, I know it's hard to accept the fact that we have no control over what happens, but what I do know is neither do those who sit in their ivory towers. God hung the moon and the stars and created the ivory by which the towers are built. It may not be fun.... It may not be what we planned.... But our future is held in very capable nail scarred hands.
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
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