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, September 24, 2007

aaahhhhh, a deep sigh

Well, I don't know whose children are asleep in the room next to me, but I'm not giving them back!!

I guess my hooligans could sense that after last night I was on the verge of leaving them out in the next snowfall (by which time they'll be grown, I'm sure---this is Central Texas...) because this afternoon I had 3 perfect little angels.

Sonshine even sat down, in his chair and read a book while I manned the britches brigade. When he was done he put it back on the shelf....without being asked!

Another cycle has revolved and the tide is back in.

I believe that all things in life are cyclical. I do truly mean all things, on every scale. From the earth's temperature (remember Global Cooling of the 80's?) to a person's hormone levels. A man's hormones cycle over about 24-32 hours, a woman's over 24-32 days. And yes, even the moods and behaviors of my children are cyclical.

The best marriage advice I've ever heard came from the pastor who married us (the first time). She said that being "in love" (which she described as the fireworks and fun, being infatuated with each other) comes and goes like the tide and you have to have "love" (the commitment to each other and the marriage, the deep in your bones love) to get you through the times when the tide is out.
The second best marriage advice I've ever heard was that being and staying married is the hardest job you'll ever hold.

Know that the tide always comes back in. The problem with our society is that we focus on the fact that the tide is currently out, rather than anticipating when it will come back in.

Our lives are on a cycle. As one generation dies out, the next in line takes its place. Each life is also on a cycle. Yesterday was awful, today was wonderful.

Just keep looking for the tide to come back in.
And when it does, stop, take a deep sigh and say a prayer of thanksgiving.



Circle Of Life

From the day we arrived on the planet
And blinking step into the sun
There's more to be seen than can ever be seen
More to do than could ever be done

Some say eat or be eaten
Some say live and let live
But all are agreed as we join the stampede
You should never take more than you give

In the circle of life
It's the wheel of fortune
It's a leap of faith
It's the band of hope
Till we find our place
on the path unwinding
In the circle, the circle of life

Some of us fall by the wayside
And some of us soar to the stars
And some of us sail through our troubles
And some have to live with our scars

There's far too much to take in here
More to find than could ever be found
But the sun rolling high
Through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round

In the circle of life
It's the wheel of fortune
It's a leap of faith
It's the band of hope
Till we find our place
on the path unwinding
In the circle, the circle of life

It's the wheel of fortune
It's a leap of faith
It's the band of hope
Till we find our place
on the path unwinding
In the circle, the circle of life

On the path unwinding
In the circle, the circle of life

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Attention Ladies and Gentlemen

I would like to direct your attention to Cookie tonight.

He has asked for intercessory prayers for his dear friend.

Now, I know my group of blogging buddies to be good hard pray-ers so I'm sending his plea along to you.

Thank you and God Bless.

MightyMom.

T-T Winners!!

Diane:
Hetaera = Pertaining to head trauma.

Usage = Stop hitting me over the heteara'll sock you in the nose.


Chief:
St. Odge He musta been Catholic!

you folks just crack me up!!

hetaera-n. 1) a highly cultured courtesan or concubine, esp in ancient Greece 2. any woman who uses her beauty and charm to obtain wealth or social position

stodge-v.t. 1) to stuff full, esp. with food or drink; gorge ----v.i. 2) to trudge ---n. 3) food that is particularly filling.


Linda
gets the smarty-pants award for knowing stodge!!

Y'all have a good weekend and I'll see you on Monday!

Friday, September 21, 2007

my day today



Well, we had an entertaining afternoon. Had us Rolling On the Floor Laughing!


Those boys decided that they really didn't need naps today...again....


as the slides (ummm beds??) were just too much fun to pass up.




They also decided that those curtains just didn't go with their overall decor and must be removed!!

As a matter of fact, they felt so adamantly about it that they pulled ALL of the hooks out of the curtain.

So, MightyMom heads up a britches brigade, gets all 3 hooligans in clean diapers, Gator out of the backwards jammies, and sets Piglet's Big Movie to playing and heads back to their room to repair the damage.

After turning the slides back into beds and returning all their clothing to the dresser I had a slight problem....


NO HOOKS

I could not for the life of me figure what those hooligans had done with all the hooks for their curtains.

I finally found them:



They were all stuck between the wall and the head of Gator-boy's mattress.

OK, so about 4-5 min had passed since I'd last checked on the boys and I figured I needed to check on them.

Here's what I found in the living room.



YUP, it was a day to forget to remember for sure!

Show and Tell

Kelli is hosting show and tell Friday again

So, here's mine.


Well, I'm continuing my series on my "pretties." Y'all seemed to enjoy hearing all about some of the music boxes my darling Subvet has given me over the years so today I'm going to show you a few of my wedding related pretties.

This picture shows one of our wedding photos, the frame/photo album was a wedding gift.



aaaaaahhh, we were skinny then......




In the center of this picture is our cake topper. The open book says LOVE...bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.




The white photo album holds all the pictures from the wedding and reception. I did a fun thing at our reception. I wanted more than just the photographer's still shots, but had listened to too many friends complain that the cameras they'd put on every table when developed had 50,000 pictures of the same thing...that first dance and the cutting of the cake. So instead, since my reception was a stand and chat affair and there wasn't much for the 7 or 8 teens to do I came up with this plan. I bought 5 disposable cameras. I then asked for 5 teenage volunteers or pairs of teens. From a "hat" they drew their instructions to go with their camera. The instructions were:(1) pictures of people eating. (2) Pictures of people talking. (3) Crazy/silly posed pictures. (4)Nice posed pictures. (5) Pictures of the house. (my reception was held in an old Victorian House that was elaborately decorated). I have fabulous photos!!



And finally, this is the wedding gift that Subvet gave to me.



The lid is a music box that plays the chorus to "I will always love you" of Dolly Parton and Whitney Houston fame.

The watch and keychain belonged to my Grandma.