Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Friday's Deep Thought...
"all joy reminds.
it is never a possession,
always a desire
for something longer ago
or further away
or still "about to be."
it is never a possession,
always a desire
for something longer ago
or further away
or still "about to be."
surprised by joy, c.s. lewis
and borrowed from a fellow blogger....cause I like it!
and borrowed from a fellow blogger....cause I like it!
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
The Future is But a Question Mark...
I heard a song this morning, driving in the rain to work, and one line of it just stuck right out to me..."the future is but a question mark." True, so true. None of us knows what tomorrow will bring to our life, much less the rest of today or five years from now. It reminded me of the term "bucket list" which for some time now has been used to denote goals or accomplishments or milestone moments in our lives that we hope to experience before we pass on. It must be the theme of my week, because I saw the movie "The Bucket List" this past weekend, (I know, I am really behind on watching movies) I had a friend comment on facebook that she had lived one of her "bucket list" experiences and then this morning a blogger friend wrote a great blog about a bucket list.
As I listened to the song in all of its jazziness, all of this rattled around in my head and got me to thinking about my own bucket list...the things that I have already experienced and can check off and the things still left to do.
I'll share five things accomplished and five things left to do...maybe another day I will re-type the whole list for your reading pleasure. Hey, you can now put that on YOUR bucket list...to be able to read my crazy list!! Hee hee!
Five Bucket List Adventures, already checked off as of today! (in no particular order!!)
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
As I listened to the song in all of its jazziness, all of this rattled around in my head and got me to thinking about my own bucket list...the things that I have already experienced and can check off and the things still left to do.
I'll share five things accomplished and five things left to do...maybe another day I will re-type the whole list for your reading pleasure. Hey, you can now put that on YOUR bucket list...to be able to read my crazy list!! Hee hee!
Five Bucket List Adventures, already checked off as of today! (in no particular order!!)
- Be a mom
- Visit Italy
- Own my own business
- Write something that is meaningful (well, it was to me anyway!!)
- Build a home
- Write a book and get published
- Learn to bale hay (I'm a freak, but I love seeing bales of hay in a field, would love to do it- just once!)
- Travel back to Italy and see the Running Man at Pompeii!
- Spend some time in Ireland, visiting the places my ancestors lived and died.
- See a Broadway play.
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
A Vividly Tangerine Kind of Day
We have some new crayons in our house. I think the number is 114, I am not quite sure, but they came in a nifty holder with a sharpener and a certain five year old is having a great time using them today. Her favorite colors are purple mountain majesty, outrageous orange, razzle dazzle rose, and shimmering blush.
When I opened the big container last night I was overtaken with the scent of crayons. It was a sniff from my past. I had forgotten how much I loved getting a new box of crayons and how fun it used to be to open them and be the first one to soften that sharp point on the end of the eggplant, or blue green or mountain meadow crayon, which were my favorites out of those long ago boxes.
I spent last night and now a large part of this afternoon, taking a trip back to a simpler time of my life. I have been busily coloring Snow White, a rosy red apple and trying to force a smile back onto Grumpy's face with bittersweet shimmer.
Imagine how happier life could be if we each took a coloring break every afternoon from 4 -5 PM. After the rush of the work day, before the hustle to get dinner started and consumed, before the onslaught of homework, the battle for bath and bed...what if we all just took an hour to color a picture or two? I think the pace of our life might slow down quite a bit. As for me..it is better than any spa appointment I could ever have!
Living Happily in the "vivid tangerine" moment!
Bev
When I opened the big container last night I was overtaken with the scent of crayons. It was a sniff from my past. I had forgotten how much I loved getting a new box of crayons and how fun it used to be to open them and be the first one to soften that sharp point on the end of the eggplant, or blue green or mountain meadow crayon, which were my favorites out of those long ago boxes.
I spent last night and now a large part of this afternoon, taking a trip back to a simpler time of my life. I have been busily coloring Snow White, a rosy red apple and trying to force a smile back onto Grumpy's face with bittersweet shimmer.
Imagine how happier life could be if we each took a coloring break every afternoon from 4 -5 PM. After the rush of the work day, before the hustle to get dinner started and consumed, before the onslaught of homework, the battle for bath and bed...what if we all just took an hour to color a picture or two? I think the pace of our life might slow down quite a bit. As for me..it is better than any spa appointment I could ever have!
Living Happily in the "vivid tangerine" moment!
Bev
Monday, October 19, 2009
Born Too Late
It was the 50th day of kindergarten...everyone had to dress in the style of the 50's! Here is my fifties gal...in her poodle shirt, pink satin bowling jacket, ponytail and poodle socks with her tennis shoes. Her ensemble was completed by the pink bowling bag purse I found...doesn't she look SWELL? Hope you all had a great Monday!
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Soaking in Reality
It was morning.
There was sunlight streaming through the window.
It was warm.
There were bubbles shimmering through the air and on the surface.
It was calm.
There was music, jazz, drifting from the speakers.
It was cozy.
There were tiny flickers of flame flowing out of the candles' wick.
It was relaxing.
There was quiet and I was soaking in the serenity of it all.
But it was not the same.
And I guess it never will be.
There was sunlight streaming through the window.
It was warm.
There were bubbles shimmering through the air and on the surface.
It was calm.
There was music, jazz, drifting from the speakers.
It was cozy.
There were tiny flickers of flame flowing out of the candles' wick.
It was relaxing.
There was quiet and I was soaking in the serenity of it all.
But it was not the same.
And I guess it never will be.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Rear View
I can remember years of driving to and from work, to shop, to family events, to church. Years of looking in the rear view mirror. Most days and nights all I would see was an empty backseat, maybe a few items strewn across the seat, but it was always empty.
For many years, especially when all my friends started having babies, I would look in the rear view mirror while I was driving and imagine a car seat, a little me or him, riding back there, rattling toys and cooing. After a few of those years, that image was almost too painful and I tried to block it out completely.
One May day, a phone call changed my life and I started looking in that rear view mirror again, imagining a car seat and a sweet little girl rattling her toys and smiling at me. A few months later, that image in my head became truth and reality and soon I was driving around town, gazing into that same rear view mirror, watching with complete amazement as she slept, or laughed or smiled at me.
The car seat has changed from an infant carrier to a toddler seat to now a booster seat for a growing, growing, growing five year old girl. I still love to gaze in my rear view mirror and see her sweet face there because in the words of James Taylor, "whenever I see her smiling face, I have to smile myself!"
This morning I dropped her off in the car line at school and as I drove away I looked in that rear view mirror. My backseat only holding an empty car seat, but I could see her, standing on the sidewalk in front of the school, waving and smiling as I drove off and she walked inside. The scene is changing once again in my rear view mirror and yet in my mind, no matter how old she gets, or how tall, or independent, whenever I look in that rear view mirror, all I see is a sweet, smiling, chubby faced baby girl.
I wonder if she will ever know how much I have treasured having her in the back seat to look at in that rear view mirror.
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
For many years, especially when all my friends started having babies, I would look in the rear view mirror while I was driving and imagine a car seat, a little me or him, riding back there, rattling toys and cooing. After a few of those years, that image was almost too painful and I tried to block it out completely.
One May day, a phone call changed my life and I started looking in that rear view mirror again, imagining a car seat and a sweet little girl rattling her toys and smiling at me. A few months later, that image in my head became truth and reality and soon I was driving around town, gazing into that same rear view mirror, watching with complete amazement as she slept, or laughed or smiled at me.
The car seat has changed from an infant carrier to a toddler seat to now a booster seat for a growing, growing, growing five year old girl. I still love to gaze in my rear view mirror and see her sweet face there because in the words of James Taylor, "whenever I see her smiling face, I have to smile myself!"
This morning I dropped her off in the car line at school and as I drove away I looked in that rear view mirror. My backseat only holding an empty car seat, but I could see her, standing on the sidewalk in front of the school, waving and smiling as I drove off and she walked inside. The scene is changing once again in my rear view mirror and yet in my mind, no matter how old she gets, or how tall, or independent, whenever I look in that rear view mirror, all I see is a sweet, smiling, chubby faced baby girl.
I wonder if she will ever know how much I have treasured having her in the back seat to look at in that rear view mirror.
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Welcome to the World of My 9-5 (well, actually it is more like 8:30 to 2:30, but you get the idea!)
My office...looking in the door. See that monkey hanging in the window...my sweet boss gave me that...rescued him from the Goodwill box. The preschoolers LOVE HIM!! Oh and that's my desk, and chair...and see all that work on the desk...it never gets done!!!
This is the side wall by my desk. My handy dandy bulletin board (which I LOVE!) and my picture of the greatest animal ever to walk the face of the earth! This pic is for me and the gal I call MOS who will love it as much as I do! GO ELEPHANTS!!!
This is my sitting area...cool art work on the wall isn't it? It was hard to find a theme...but I love what I ended up with...and I love my cool giraffe print pillows. If there was a contest for the best, most cool office...I am pretty sure I would win! HAHAHA.So that is where I spend my Monday through Thursdays -- I wish I could say I spend a lot of time there, but actually I stop in first thing in the morning and sometimes rarely sit in my chair longer than thirty minutes throughout the entire six hours I am there. Preschool is a busy place!
WHEW!
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Sighs....
My daughter loves the song "Well, You Had a Bad Day!!" and I think I could hear it playing in the background as I watched the bowl of freshly cooked spaghetti noodles fall from the top of the stove to the rug below...and yes, they were the last of the noodles I had in the house. It was such a joyous event in my home this evening, I had to stop and share it with you.And we are now having "breakfast" for dinner...we will try the spaghetti again tomorrow night!!
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
A Post Gone Wrong!
ARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!
That is me screaming!
I had sent some pictures from my work to my home email address earlier today - thought it would make a nifty little post...but guess what??? They are not here!! Something happened! My computer guru buddies would be sure to tell you it was user error. But I am certain I know how to email and something failed me on work computer's end of it all today!
I will post the pictures tomorrow...it is just a glimpse of my day to day world in my new work place.
Stay tuned... hope you think the wait is worth it!
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
That is me screaming!
I had sent some pictures from my work to my home email address earlier today - thought it would make a nifty little post...but guess what??? They are not here!! Something happened! My computer guru buddies would be sure to tell you it was user error. But I am certain I know how to email and something failed me on work computer's end of it all today!
I will post the pictures tomorrow...it is just a glimpse of my day to day world in my new work place.
Stay tuned... hope you think the wait is worth it!
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
The Journey of a Lifetime
I love calendars. I always have. I remember in high school carrying a pocket calendar in my purse. My best friend and I would keep track of important dates, like first dates, first kisses, good hair days, you know... all the important high school stuff. I wish I had them all now. I would give anything to know the exact date that Charlie Waters wore that great pair of jeans and a new club among us girls was formed or when exactly we heard the song "And I Ran" by Flock of Seagulls for the first time.
Even now, I keep a calendar on the side of my fridge and I try and record as much of our daily life on it as I can. Consequently, I know the date my child first crawled, walked and talked. It is a handy tool!
I was glancing at the calendar today and realized that not only has time traveled on since last October 13th, but I am a totally different person.
On the outside not much has changed...even my closest friend might be able to tell much difference in me, but when I lay my head down at night...I know.
It has been a year of reflection for me. Searching my heart, my mind, my choices and decisions. I have been given a rare opportunity to re-visit some of the defining moments in my life throughout this year as I have wandered down a path full of sentiment and memory sometimes fraught with the stones of bitterness and regret. I have stumbled, I have faltered, I have cried and stomped my foot, not wishing to go on, wanting to stay in a particular spot, to not move on and see what the road ahead holds for me. I have wanted to stop time, even wishing to turn it back a notch or two.
I have discovered I am weak, but yet, I do possess a strength that has allowed me pick myself up and continue walking, even until I have reached the point I am at today. I have discovered that life is not simple, it is complicated, the layers are many and the answer that was right yesterday, may not be right for today,or even for tomorrow.
I have learned a lot about my faith. Honestly, there has been a faith crisis going on and I although I don't really think it is over, I have gotten to a new place in that particular journeyand I am looking forward to what is ahead.
I have learned that love can last a lifetime, I always knew that one...but I have also learned that the human heart has a great capacity for love. It is possible to love and love again. It is possible to forgive and press forward. It is also possible to have the scar on your heart torn open and then it is even possible to have it heal up better than it ever did before.
I have learned to judge less, pray more, love harder, and forgive, forgive forgive myself and others.
It was just a date on a calendar, but last year it started a journey for me that I didn't even know I wanted to take, didn't know I could take. The changing is not over, the journey is continuing and although I had no idea last year that a trip of a lifetime had started for me, now I know, and now I am holding on, looking forward to the ride!
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Even now, I keep a calendar on the side of my fridge and I try and record as much of our daily life on it as I can. Consequently, I know the date my child first crawled, walked and talked. It is a handy tool!
I was glancing at the calendar today and realized that not only has time traveled on since last October 13th, but I am a totally different person.
On the outside not much has changed...even my closest friend might be able to tell much difference in me, but when I lay my head down at night...I know.
It has been a year of reflection for me. Searching my heart, my mind, my choices and decisions. I have been given a rare opportunity to re-visit some of the defining moments in my life throughout this year as I have wandered down a path full of sentiment and memory sometimes fraught with the stones of bitterness and regret. I have stumbled, I have faltered, I have cried and stomped my foot, not wishing to go on, wanting to stay in a particular spot, to not move on and see what the road ahead holds for me. I have wanted to stop time, even wishing to turn it back a notch or two.
I have discovered I am weak, but yet, I do possess a strength that has allowed me pick myself up and continue walking, even until I have reached the point I am at today. I have discovered that life is not simple, it is complicated, the layers are many and the answer that was right yesterday, may not be right for today,or even for tomorrow.
I have learned a lot about my faith. Honestly, there has been a faith crisis going on and I although I don't really think it is over, I have gotten to a new place in that particular journeyand I am looking forward to what is ahead.
I have learned that love can last a lifetime, I always knew that one...but I have also learned that the human heart has a great capacity for love. It is possible to love and love again. It is possible to forgive and press forward. It is also possible to have the scar on your heart torn open and then it is even possible to have it heal up better than it ever did before.
I have learned to judge less, pray more, love harder, and forgive, forgive forgive myself and others.
It was just a date on a calendar, but last year it started a journey for me that I didn't even know I wanted to take, didn't know I could take. The changing is not over, the journey is continuing and although I had no idea last year that a trip of a lifetime had started for me, now I know, and now I am holding on, looking forward to the ride!
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Monday, October 12, 2009
Wordless Monday...Because I Have Run Out Of Words!
Happy Fall Ya'll!(if you look closely, you just might see a ghost!)
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Friendship That Never Dies...
I am sorry, I am going to talk about death again.
Today is the tenth anniversary of the day my friend Thomas died. I have thought about it all day. I came home from work and sent an email to my friends, who were his closest friends. I just wanted to check in with them today, say hello to people I knew were feeling the same way as me.
Turns out that tonight is the 25th High School Reunion for them all. I was sent a text from one of them that they were all together and missing his laugh and smile.
I think Thomas was the first real friend of mine who has died. I had known people that had died, been to funerals for my relatives, members of the church, relatives of my friends, even some of kids younger than me or slightly older. But his was the first death of someone with whom I had an actual deep, close friendship. It marked my life in ways I am still unraveling, even now, ten years later.
We were close friends almost from the day I met him. At first he was just a guy that was a friend of a guy I dated. Then he was a friend who I knew "liked" me and asked me out. When I started dating someone else, he moved back into the friend spot in my world and there he stayed for the next ten years or more. We spent lots of time together, he helped me get through a rough spot in my own world and through him I gained two very good friends and we share the loss of Thomas with each other.
Once life stepped in for both of us and we were no longer carefree college kids but adults in real world jobs, I saw him less and less. Thank goodness we had established a friendship that could bounce back into itself whenever we did see each other. It was always fun and great to see him and catch up on his life. He and I started dating our future spouses about the same time, we got engaged quite near each other and then we even planned our weddings for the same day, May 16, 1992. His was at noon, mine was at 7 PM. There was no way we were going to be able to be at each other's wedding. It was sad to me. That sadness was with me the day I woke up and realized it was my wedding day. Just the thought that someone I cared about was not going to be there to share it clouded it a bit for me. The person that had walked me through the trials and tribulations of finding a mate...was not going to be there to see me actually acquire one, nor I him. I will never forget the knock on the door early on that Saturday morning. It was Thomas. He was on the way to his wedding, but he came to my house to see me. We got to sit and talk and laugh and share each other's day, even though we were not able to see the ceremonies. It is the best memory I have of my friend.
It sums up what a friend really is. A friend will go out of their way to see you, if it is important, they will make time for you. There are no doubts if a person is truly your friend. The questions are answered before they are asked. True friends take on the troubles, joys, trials, heartaches, and happiness of their friends. They do it because they love, not because they have to or need to. I am blessed with many acquaintances in my life, many surface friendships, but when I list my true friends...the list is smaller, but Thomas is there.
Today, Thomas is gone, I can't have a conversation with him, I can't laugh with him, joke with him, cry with him or sit in silence and just be his friend. He left this earth before I got to say goodbye and it haunts me. I have tried to change my life and my speech and my reactions to people ever since that day. Whenever I leave someone that I love, I strive really hard to make my last words to them, words of love. They may not love me back, they may reject my friendship, my concern and thoughts for their well being, they may hate that I care about them, but I want them to know that I love them.
Thomas was my friend. He knew me, he listened to me, annoyed me, made me laugh, made me cry, trusted me, loved me, helped me, consoled me, stood by me, fought for me and thought of me often. His life and much too early death have taught and continue to teach me lessons. I have missed him every year for the past ten years. I will miss him still.
Look up the word friend in the dictionary...I bet you will find his picture.
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Today is the tenth anniversary of the day my friend Thomas died. I have thought about it all day. I came home from work and sent an email to my friends, who were his closest friends. I just wanted to check in with them today, say hello to people I knew were feeling the same way as me.
Turns out that tonight is the 25th High School Reunion for them all. I was sent a text from one of them that they were all together and missing his laugh and smile.
I think Thomas was the first real friend of mine who has died. I had known people that had died, been to funerals for my relatives, members of the church, relatives of my friends, even some of kids younger than me or slightly older. But his was the first death of someone with whom I had an actual deep, close friendship. It marked my life in ways I am still unraveling, even now, ten years later.
We were close friends almost from the day I met him. At first he was just a guy that was a friend of a guy I dated. Then he was a friend who I knew "liked" me and asked me out. When I started dating someone else, he moved back into the friend spot in my world and there he stayed for the next ten years or more. We spent lots of time together, he helped me get through a rough spot in my own world and through him I gained two very good friends and we share the loss of Thomas with each other.
Once life stepped in for both of us and we were no longer carefree college kids but adults in real world jobs, I saw him less and less. Thank goodness we had established a friendship that could bounce back into itself whenever we did see each other. It was always fun and great to see him and catch up on his life. He and I started dating our future spouses about the same time, we got engaged quite near each other and then we even planned our weddings for the same day, May 16, 1992. His was at noon, mine was at 7 PM. There was no way we were going to be able to be at each other's wedding. It was sad to me. That sadness was with me the day I woke up and realized it was my wedding day. Just the thought that someone I cared about was not going to be there to share it clouded it a bit for me. The person that had walked me through the trials and tribulations of finding a mate...was not going to be there to see me actually acquire one, nor I him. I will never forget the knock on the door early on that Saturday morning. It was Thomas. He was on the way to his wedding, but he came to my house to see me. We got to sit and talk and laugh and share each other's day, even though we were not able to see the ceremonies. It is the best memory I have of my friend.
It sums up what a friend really is. A friend will go out of their way to see you, if it is important, they will make time for you. There are no doubts if a person is truly your friend. The questions are answered before they are asked. True friends take on the troubles, joys, trials, heartaches, and happiness of their friends. They do it because they love, not because they have to or need to. I am blessed with many acquaintances in my life, many surface friendships, but when I list my true friends...the list is smaller, but Thomas is there.
Today, Thomas is gone, I can't have a conversation with him, I can't laugh with him, joke with him, cry with him or sit in silence and just be his friend. He left this earth before I got to say goodbye and it haunts me. I have tried to change my life and my speech and my reactions to people ever since that day. Whenever I leave someone that I love, I strive really hard to make my last words to them, words of love. They may not love me back, they may reject my friendship, my concern and thoughts for their well being, they may hate that I care about them, but I want them to know that I love them.
Thomas was my friend. He knew me, he listened to me, annoyed me, made me laugh, made me cry, trusted me, loved me, helped me, consoled me, stood by me, fought for me and thought of me often. His life and much too early death have taught and continue to teach me lessons. I have missed him every year for the past ten years. I will miss him still.
Look up the word friend in the dictionary...I bet you will find his picture.
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Thursday, October 8, 2009
93 Years Is A Long Time
It has been so long since I last wrote, I almost forgot my login!!
This has been a busy week...lots of things happened at work and on Tuesday, my great aunt Myrtle passed away.
Aunt Myrtle was a hoot! She was a school teacher for over 39 years, she had a most colorful childhood and early adult life. She was married, but had no children of her own. She did however, help with the raising of her nieces and nephews, my mother included in that list and was mother, aunt and grandmother to many of us in our family. My daddy said that this afternoon as he addressed the congregation and it is so true. God certainly blessed her and those she loved.
She lived to be 93 years old. Her death was not unexpected, but there is loss in the family now for sure.
I don't think I every saw her with her nails painted, an usually a bright red or pink. She loved to talk and laugh and spending time in her presence was always interesting!
I observed lots of things at the funeral today. It was fun to be in the midst of family members, especially ones that I don't get to see much. Everyone has gotten older...thank goodness I haven't aged a bit! I got to see my cousin, who was the ring bearer for my wedding... he was the cutest five year old...and now he is all grown up, on his second marriage and has a child one year younger than mine....life is strange!!
One of the most outstanding things to me this afternoon was that when you get to live to be 93 years old...there are not that many people left to come to your funeral. Oh, there were lots of family members there, but her friends and peers have most all gone on to glory. It struck me that she must be having a wonderful reunion week in Heaven...not just with her husband and brothers and parents, but with lots of friends who have gone on ahead of her.
It was so sweet to sit and listen to everyone talk about her and her life well lived. It was even sweeter to have loved and known her and watched that life as she lived it. She was a teacher, and her life and the way she lived out her faith is a lesson for us all.
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
This has been a busy week...lots of things happened at work and on Tuesday, my great aunt Myrtle passed away.
Aunt Myrtle was a hoot! She was a school teacher for over 39 years, she had a most colorful childhood and early adult life. She was married, but had no children of her own. She did however, help with the raising of her nieces and nephews, my mother included in that list and was mother, aunt and grandmother to many of us in our family. My daddy said that this afternoon as he addressed the congregation and it is so true. God certainly blessed her and those she loved.
She lived to be 93 years old. Her death was not unexpected, but there is loss in the family now for sure.
I don't think I every saw her with her nails painted, an usually a bright red or pink. She loved to talk and laugh and spending time in her presence was always interesting!
I observed lots of things at the funeral today. It was fun to be in the midst of family members, especially ones that I don't get to see much. Everyone has gotten older...thank goodness I haven't aged a bit! I got to see my cousin, who was the ring bearer for my wedding... he was the cutest five year old...and now he is all grown up, on his second marriage and has a child one year younger than mine....life is strange!!
One of the most outstanding things to me this afternoon was that when you get to live to be 93 years old...there are not that many people left to come to your funeral. Oh, there were lots of family members there, but her friends and peers have most all gone on to glory. It struck me that she must be having a wonderful reunion week in Heaven...not just with her husband and brothers and parents, but with lots of friends who have gone on ahead of her.
It was so sweet to sit and listen to everyone talk about her and her life well lived. It was even sweeter to have loved and known her and watched that life as she lived it. She was a teacher, and her life and the way she lived out her faith is a lesson for us all.
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Sunday, October 4, 2009
A First, Two Birthdays and Three People Napping
Our weekend was filled with lots of fun activities.
Friday after a fun-filled Letter Parade at Hannah's school, our little Dorothy went off to spend the night with my husband's parents and my husband and I went downtown to our town's First Friday celebration. We had a great time, saw some pretty cars at the a car show, watched fire-eaters and ate a great meal. After dinner, we stopped in to see a local band play, whose drummer looked vaguely familiar, and basically stayed out far too late for two middle-aged parents of a five year old!
Saturday morning we got up early, went and picked up our girl and headed to the Oliver Hardy Festival and Parade in a nearby town. Thousands of people swarm into this town once a year to celebrate the birthday of Oliver Hardy (yes, of Laurel and Hardy fame). It is always a fun event, a great way to herald in the Fall season. We spent most of the time watching Hannah ride carnival rides and ponies...but it was a great morning.
Saturday evening Hannah and I headed to a birthday party for a friend of hers from Sunday School and had a wonderful time visiting friends and shouting G I Joe all evening!
Today (Sunday) was a church day and an afternoon spent with my parents for lunch and yummy lemon pie...and then, miracles of all miracles...we all had a Sunday afternoon nap!! That just never happens over here at our abode...but I think we were just all tired from a busier than normal weekend. Of course it might just be that my husband and I are not cut out for the "partying" lifestyle any more...if we ever were at all!
I am thankful for the memories made this weekend, it was fun, fun, fun! Hope yours was too.
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Friday after a fun-filled Letter Parade at Hannah's school, our little Dorothy went off to spend the night with my husband's parents and my husband and I went downtown to our town's First Friday celebration. We had a great time, saw some pretty cars at the a car show, watched fire-eaters and ate a great meal. After dinner, we stopped in to see a local band play, whose drummer looked vaguely familiar, and basically stayed out far too late for two middle-aged parents of a five year old!
Saturday morning we got up early, went and picked up our girl and headed to the Oliver Hardy Festival and Parade in a nearby town. Thousands of people swarm into this town once a year to celebrate the birthday of Oliver Hardy (yes, of Laurel and Hardy fame). It is always a fun event, a great way to herald in the Fall season. We spent most of the time watching Hannah ride carnival rides and ponies...but it was a great morning.
Saturday evening Hannah and I headed to a birthday party for a friend of hers from Sunday School and had a wonderful time visiting friends and shouting G I Joe all evening!
Today (Sunday) was a church day and an afternoon spent with my parents for lunch and yummy lemon pie...and then, miracles of all miracles...we all had a Sunday afternoon nap!! That just never happens over here at our abode...but I think we were just all tired from a busier than normal weekend. Of course it might just be that my husband and I are not cut out for the "partying" lifestyle any more...if we ever were at all!
I am thankful for the memories made this weekend, it was fun, fun, fun! Hope yours was too.
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Friday, October 2, 2009
A,B,C,Dorothy!
Today was the Letter Parade for Kindergarten! Hannah was given the letter "D" and surprising to all who know her, her choice for a costume was NOT "dog!" She is on a Wizard of Oz kick and wanted to wear her Halloween costume as Dorothy for the parade!!
She was the cutest kid out there...course I am not biased or anything! But she was definitely the cutest Dorothy!!
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Not Much To Report, But At Least It Is A Post!
I am nothing if not honest where the content of this blog is concerned. Hang on...the thought has occurred to me that a post such as this one could quickly be endorsed by the FDA as a cure for insomnia.
Long week. Long, hard week at work, at home, everywhere. I am thankful that Thursdays are my "Fridays" at the job I am growing to love so much. I like it there - but the thought of a day with no one calling me name (well, at least from 8:00AM - 3:30PM, anyway) or needing me for something sounds heavenly right about now.
I picked the girl up from school and we came home to a clean house. That is a heavenly feeling as well. Now, if only I can keep it that way for the month, which, by the way, is NOT such a heavenly thought in this household of a five year old and a grown man -- enough said about that!
Tomorrow is the ABC Letter Parade at kindergarten...expect pictures by the afternoon - I will keep what my child is dressing up as a secret...so be sure to turn in tomorrow and see what, or rather who, will represent the letter "D" in the march of the alphabets!!
Friday night will bring our monthly trip downtown to visit the First Friday happenings...my husband and I still can't decide if we want to make it a date or a family date...our girl had fun last time, but I am leaning more to the "date" night myself...we shall see how the babysitting situation lines up for us I guess.
That is my day...I hope yours was great and your tomorrow will be fun too!
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
Long week. Long, hard week at work, at home, everywhere. I am thankful that Thursdays are my "Fridays" at the job I am growing to love so much. I like it there - but the thought of a day with no one calling me name (well, at least from 8:00AM - 3:30PM, anyway) or needing me for something sounds heavenly right about now.
I picked the girl up from school and we came home to a clean house. That is a heavenly feeling as well. Now, if only I can keep it that way for the month, which, by the way, is NOT such a heavenly thought in this household of a five year old and a grown man -- enough said about that!
Tomorrow is the ABC Letter Parade at kindergarten...expect pictures by the afternoon - I will keep what my child is dressing up as a secret...so be sure to turn in tomorrow and see what, or rather who, will represent the letter "D" in the march of the alphabets!!
Friday night will bring our monthly trip downtown to visit the First Friday happenings...my husband and I still can't decide if we want to make it a date or a family date...our girl had fun last time, but I am leaning more to the "date" night myself...we shall see how the babysitting situation lines up for us I guess.
That is my day...I hope yours was great and your tomorrow will be fun too!
Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev
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