My Husband "Subvet" says that when our first son "Sonshine" was born the sun rose on our world, when our second son "Gator" was born the sun laughed and when our daughter "Sugars" was born all the flowers bloomed. That says it all.

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain."
Anonymous

Your mind is the garden, your
thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William
Wordsworth

Monday, July 30, 2007

Wooo Hooo!!!

In the past 2 days I've been tagged twice! It's my first time to get tagged, so I'm looking forward to it. This is one of the tags, the other from Pen of Jen I'll have to take some time on and will do sooner or later.
OK, Glenn over at Ballseye's Boomers tagged me. If you do nothing else, go over there and read how and why his blog got that name. It's a FANTASTIC story!!

OK, on to the tag stuff.

HERE ARE THE RULES:

01. Post the rules before you give the facts

02. Players start with 8 random facts/habits about themselves

03. People who are tagged need to write their own blog

04. At the end of your blog you need to choose eight people that you tag and list their names. Don't forget to leave them a comment, telling them they are tagged, and to read your blog.

OK, let me think here, I'm gonna challenge myself and make it non-kid oriented AND something I haven't discussed online before......



1. In my 32 years on this planet, I've moved a total of 13 times so far. That doesn't count going back and forth to Waco each school year for college.

2. I hate white walls. Each bedroom and my living room are painted a different color. My house was referred to as "The Easter House" by one friend of the family (he's an artist).

3. I can do most handcrafts, including: quilt, sew, needlepoint, cross stitch, crochet, embroidery, & latch hook.

4. For most of my life, the gifts I give at Christmas have been handmade. This started due to poverty in my childhood and is something that I've chosen to continue in my adulthood.

5. I still believe in Santa Claus. I may post on the story of why at another time.

6. I had a very lonely childhood, I would imagine Jesus sitting at the foot of my bed and have long conversations with Him. Come to think of it, I still do. He frequently laughs at me. (as in, "you silly child")

7. I am by nature a pack rat. This does not go over well with my sub sailor husband who wants to throw everything he can away as soon as possible.

8. About 2/3 of the books my children now have were mine as a child, some were my father's.

OH wait, that last one was kid oriented. Let me try again.

8. I can't draw to save my life.

OK, now to tag folks, I'm gonna pick people that I don't already know a lot about. Those like Diane that have 100 things memes in the sidebar are out :-)

Are We There Yet?
KissKus
Infantry Dad
No Apology
Pen of Jen
Smoldering Embers in a Mohawk Campfire
The Cook Shack
The Zoo


As I was finishing up this post I got a call saying that my last living grandparent (I've had 8) has died. This is the "crazy" Grandaddy who sent out all the funny emails that I've occasionally posted. Needless to say, arranging the trip to Shreveport and the care of the 3 kiddos will take up a good bit of my time this week. So, say a prayer for our family, Grandaddy (if you're so inclined) and our travelings. And know that my online presence will be scattered at best.

Ecclesiastes 3:1&2 says "There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die."

I guess it's now time for the old "[Johnson] mule barn" to officially and permanently close.

May God bless an eccentric old man who passed on a quirky sense of humor without which I would not know any of you because my blog would be dull dull dull!


Sugars and her Great Grandaddy at her baptism in May.

8 comments:

Stephanie said...

Sorry to read about your grandfather. Traveling mercies for you all!

Anonymous said...

Sarah,
I am sorry to read about your grandfather. My last living grandparent died in 1998, still is sad.

Thanks for tagging me...it's a funny circle...Bill tagged Glenn(ballseyesboomers)Glenn tagged you and you are tagging me!!(I don't know why Bill neglected me?!?!But rest assured I will do this... probably on wednesday or so. I pray that you all are safe in travels.

I still am cracking up over the packrat comment. I try ever so hard not to be a clutter person...I have not won this battle:)

Take care
Jen

oh I am not signed in on this computer(kids) so this is penofjen!!

MightyMom said...

Thank you Stephanie and Jen.

Jen, Bill probably didn't tag you for the same reason I didn't tag Subvet...already know all the answers heeheehee.

Penless Thoughts said...

Sorry to hear about your grandfather. Sounds like he's left you with many happy memories.
Susan

Diane J. said...

I'm so sorry for the loss of your GrandDaddy, Sarah. I pray for traveling mercy and grace for y'all, and for comfort and peace.

And you already know all about me, hmmm? You're probably right. I don't know that I could come up with 8 more things that nobody out there doesn't already know about me. ;D

Love and hugs,

Diane

MightyMom said...

Thanks folks, I very glad that I've expanded my support network to include all of you.

Linda said...

My condolences on the loss of your grandfather. My mother's father died almost 35 years ago and I still miss him like it was yesterday.

Thanks for the tag, I shall see what I can do with it!

Anonymous said...

Your churchs prayer are with you and your family. We love you and you know who to call if you need anything. Love ya.
When I was growing up in Fl. my poppa lived 2 doors down. It's funny, my brother and I always got home before Pop got up in the morning, didn't want to disappoint him. It was ok for mom to yell at us. Not pop. He never raised his voice but we'd cry like babies everytime he manage to find out something. I only pray to be 1/2 the great person he was. Heaven is a better place because of pop I'm sure.
Love ya,