OH, THE HORROR

So tonight I go to the gas station to get me a big ol' Diet Coke and this couple pulls up in a noisy, beat-up, piece-of-crap car, so I glance at it because I have to see if it is as cool as Brett's car (love you, baby), which of course it is not. As I'm "glancing" I catch a glimpse of THEM. She was some sort of horrible cross between Aileen Wuornos and Janet Reno. (If you are unclear on who either of these ladies are, feel free to click on their names for fabulous photos, but consider yourself warned). And for him....well, I have nothing to compare him to, and believe me, I have scanned the internet in the attempt to find something. Anyway, she gets out of the car and practically runs into the store. Of course I am curious as to what she is in such a hurry for. You wanna know what it was? What truly makes this story horrible? CONDOMS! She was buying freaking condoms. (On a side note, I would like to know why SHE was buying them instead of him. Dude, be a man!) I realize that even fuglies need action from time to time, but for the love, why should I have to know about it? Excuse me while I go scrub that image from my brain. Unclean...unclean....

Drinking from my saucer

Sometimes I get feeling so sorry for myself. I get so caught up in the fact that life is hard and I don't have anything. I forget sometimes how blessed I am. I am so grateful for all that I do have. So grateful that I am surrounded by a wonderful group of people that I get to call my family and friends. And I will try to remember that the reason I am drinking from a saucer is because my cup has overflowed.

I've never made a fortune, and it's probably too late now,
But, I don't worry about that much, I'm happy anyhow.
And as I go along life's way I'm reaping better than I've sowed.
I'm drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed.

Haven't got a lot of riches, and sometimes the going's tough.
But I've got loving ones around me, that makes me rich enough.
I thank God for His blessings, and the mercies He's bestowed.
I'm drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed.

I remember times when things went wrong, faith wore somewhat thin,
But all at once the dark clouds broke, the sun peeped through again.
So, Lord help me not to gripe about the tough rows that I've hoed.
I'm drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed.

If God gives me strength and courage, when the way is steep and rough,
I'll not ask for other blessings, I'm already blessed enough.
And may I never be too busy, to help others bear their loads,
Then I'll keep drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed.

-John Paul Moore

It's the simple things

Drake loves to draw pictures with chalk and really enjoys when someone will draw with him. This day he sat and waited an hour while I mowed the lawn, just so I would draw with him. He was so happy when I was finally done. Sometimes I wish I could be as happy about anything as he is about the simple things.

So it's been awhile....

I would really like to apologize to all my stalkers out there for not updating for so long. I know it makes it much harder to stalk me when I don't make myself readily accessible. I will try to be better for you.

As many of you know (well, most of you know) my life is a complete mess right now. I am doing my best to "hang in there", "find the silver lining", "look for the good in it", and all that. But sometimes it is really hard. I am so thankful for my family and my friends, both old and new that are going above and beyond to help me and show their love for me. Things are tough, but I know I will be alright.

Just for fun

Here's how it works: The first five people to leave me a comment get something made by me just for them. It can be anything I want, I get to choose. It can be silly or serious, edible or not, but don't plan on anything alive. There are a few rules involved (aren't there always?)
1- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2- What I create will be just for you.
3- It will be done sometime this year (Don't expect grand things if it takes a long time. I'm just lazy!).
4- You have no clue what it's going to be. (The choice is mine! --insert evil laugh here--)
5- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange and/or silly.
The catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they've posted on their blog win a hand made, super creative, possibly lovely whatever in the heck I decide! Be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!

If Valentine's Day cards told the truth

It's funny because it's true.

You know those conversations you dread having with your children? Well I had the "boy parts/girl parts" one with my three year old the other day. He brought it up, not me. He was laying on my lap and was concerned that he was squashing my "boys". So we had the talk about how I don't have boys and that led into how you are not supposed to touch other people's private parts. And what did he get out the conversation? That you can't touch other people's parts, but "I can touch my own private parts all I want". Uh.....yeah.