Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

I Long To Make Art... or Craft Something!


(image from elodiemusic.com)


Drama, mayhem and everyday crap!  Drama is having a 17 year old with an 18 year old boyfriend who has unimaginable drama in his home life, which of course, spills over into ours.  Then the mayhem of murder in a small town, a shooting in the same town, guns in school where my child is and strep throat that turns into pink eye.  Then pile that on to my new job, mounting bills from being unemployed, moving (still unpacking and sorting, by the way) and selling/attempting to sell stuff while downsizing.  I'm not sure why I'm so tired... ha!



(image from The Animated Woman)


So why am I sitting here smiling?  No, I didn't lose my marbles.   I just feel incredibly blessed to have a job, even if it's seasonal, have a child who is more than I could have wished for, a roof over my head (even if I'm not sure how to pay the rent), a vehicle to drive (even though it needs a tune-up and new tires), a loving family and wonderful friends.


Now, if I could just find time to get back to creating...


Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Happiness Is Family



This pic was taken two weeks ago at one of my favorite cousin's wedding reception.  The wedding was one of the most beautiful I've ever been to.  Not because it was lavish, or expensive, but because of the obvious love and dedication of the two people exchanging vows.


After the wedding, I got to spend time with cousins that I rarely see   and I so enjoyed it.  It was also nice to see my Dad having such a good time, thoroughly in his element, joking and talking with family and friends.


Back to the picture, a very happy moment.  I'm happiest with my family.  No one knows me better than my Sisters.  I have a little decorative plaque displayed in my home and I think it says it all.
"A woman without her Sisters is like a bird without wings."



Tuesday, August 16, 2011

One Of The Reasons Why I Love My Daughter

So I'm a little late telling this story, but it began before Lumpkins birthday, which is June 30th.
She texted me one day and said "If I could only get a cool phone, that's the only gift I'd want."
So I told her that after having been in the hospital a few days the month prior, I would not be able to grant this request. (We've been carrying Straight Talk phones for nearly two years - great deals, by the way) Being the awesome child she is, she said "I know" and immediately dropped it.

Two days later on my payday, I went to the local AT&T store after work to sign up for internet service at our temporary apartment, and GUESS WHAT??? I casually asked about the cell phones. Turns out, I didn't need a deposit, and they gave me a major discount on the internet service for buying the cell phone service. Given the cost and my income, it was the only birthday present, but I believe these pictures below say it all. My child is AWESOME.












You'd have thought I'd given her a million dollars. So grateful, so happy and the most amazing and loving child. Thank you Lord. I am blessed. She makes every day worth living. When times are tough, all I have to do is look at her face and know I am loved. I never knew how much my Mom loved me until I became a Mom too. It's the best job ever.




Tuesday, August 9, 2011

I Love My Dog



Please don't judge me for the 80's mirrored/gold decorating statement above my pup's head... it came with the temporary apartment. Leia is sitting on my lap, shown at HIGH ALERT because it's storming, which sounds suspiciously like fireworks... and let me tell you, my friends, fireworks are no friend to this pooch!

If you read my Monday post, I mentioned the gay hilarity of slipping in the tub/shower and crashing out onto the floor. I am not still laughing. Yesterday was terrible. I hurt in places that I didn't even learn about in my Anatomy classes. A lot of that is gone today, but the spot on my back that I landed on continues to pain me in a major way. Going to the doctor in the morning, insured or not.

My loving little dog Leia hasn't left my lap this evening. It's kind of nice, considering the feeling of being oh... I don't know, chopped liver? I was looking forward to an unusual for us, an evening alone with my daughter (what was I thinking?), when her boyfriend called... oh, to be 17 again! I would have left too!!! But at least I have the little pupster here. And there is a curfew.