Thursday, November 26, 2009

Grateful for Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving! May your Thanksgiving holiday be filled with love and laughter, family, friends and many blessings from God above. Find something each day from here on out to be grateful for and watch your attitude of grattitude change the way you think! Happy Thanksgiving!

Monday, August 10, 2009

Blogging, Boating & Fishing - Technology!

As I type this I'm sitting on the boat fishing with my kids and husband. Wow, the joys of technology! I decided to take the computer out on the boat to make sure my article made it to my editor and to test out the connection on the water. It works!

I even took this photo with my cell phone while typing this post & fishing (ugg, my reflection in the computer screen trying to act like I'm not taking a picture), emailed it to myself and posted it here. Please excuse the grubby nails, and frown. It's sunny & I bait my own hook!!

This is the good life!

We caught (5)Perch, (3)Bullhead and (2) Sunfish. One Perch was mine! Yeah, my kids out fished hubby & me!

Friday, July 10, 2009

What A Difference A Day Makes

It's feels so good to be happy again! For some reason, nothing could shake my grumpiness yesterday. It's amazing what a small glass of wine, a good laugh and good night's sleep will do for the soul. Okay, maybe not the glass of wine, but it sure tasted good!
You know, I just realized, it's Friday. So here's to feeling like myself again and to kicking off a great weekend of travel baseball.
Have a great weekend everyone!

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Scary Monster

Today I met my scary monster. In fact she stayed and visited all day! Nah, not my Mother-in-Law. Nope, not even my children. Today was all me. I was the scary monster. From the moment I opened my eyes, I was grumpy.

I "meditated" over the warmth of two cups of coffee which only made me have to pee. I checked in several times with my best gals at Prim Mart, but it was a slow morning on the boards. I paid some bills, ya, that's a great thing to do while feeling in a funk. So I put on my head phones and mowed the lawn while listening to some tunes. The music was more like nails on a chalkboard today. Once the lawn was done, I swept the grass clippings with the mower and spread them on the garden. But even smothering the weeds didn't make me feel better.

It was just one of those pity party, blah-blah, same ole-same ole, feel bad days. The kind where you feel as if you're in that carnival ride the Gravitron; stuck to the wall with the world spinning around you till you're about to puke, then the floor falls out from under your feet. Oh stop the ride or let me fall to the bottom!

The kids must have seen the green, frazzled hair and were scared good. There was no yelling or fighting. And my husband even let me text my meltdown to him the whole day. Nothing seemed to put my nerves at ease or keep the squeaky wheels in my head from churning the negativity throughout the day. Until...

My husband came home with a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of wine to go with the lasagna the kids and I made. Then after dinner Brad took us out to get a couple movies. So as the day came to an end, a smile grew upon this monsters face with the help of a delicious dinner, a hilarious movie (Role Models with Sean William Scott & Paul Rudd), and some cheese to go with my favorite "whine" - Good night scary monster!

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Hey Batter, Batter!

I can't decide which is more thrilling, watching my two boys play baseball or football. What a great way to spend a weekend, out in the sun cheering on a talented group of ball players who wear their hearts on their gloves because they are only 9 & 10. There's just something magical about watching the team rally to life by hitting the ball or turning a double play. Not to mention, hearing the cheers from the parents as they too get emotionally involved in the game. Well, at least our parents do! This year the parents ordered Sting shirts and tanks to support our players. We have posters with all the boys names, a "cheat sheet" with the kids names and shirt #, and we also recycled water bottles by labeling them with our Sting logo and filled them with black aquarium rocks that we use for Spirit Shakers.

If you've never been to a travel baseball game, you should. The level of talent is higher and play is more competitive and fast paced then rec. ball. I mean all of this in a good way. Kind of like watching a minor league game compared to a major league. It's fun to watch, but not as intense. The team is coming on strong this season. Their first tournament they finished 3rd and this weekend they finished 1st in their division and second all around out of 8 teams. The boys are doing great! Keep up the good work Sting & congrats on taking 2nd!!!!

Riding With Angels

This picture is of our van that went into a 6ft. ditch last night on our way home from our two boys's travel baseball game. P.S. NO, I HAD NOT TOUCHED A DROP OF ALCOHOL!

The scenario? A long day, too much sun and chatting with an ecstatic baseball player. I was following my husband and son home from the baseball game and talking to our oldest about the team securing 1st place in their 10U division. My daughters were in their booster seats sleeping. Alec and I were talking and the next thing I know, life happened & I heard the sound of tires on gravel.
I've never been in an accident and I FROZE! All I remember I was feeling like we were flying through the ditch. It felt like a dream until my son asked "Are we going to flip over?!" I said "No" but then thought, "Oh dear Lord, please keep us safe and don't let us flip." We were tipping & I really thought going over. Then wondered "Why won't this van stop?" I couldn't do anything. I was frozen in time with the outside whizzing past me like I was on a roller coaster. After what seemed like an eternity and approx. 50 yards later, the van stopped. The ride came to an end. All that was missing was the "Please stay in your seats until the ride comes to a complete stop. Thank you for riding...."

The kids were safe, I was safe. Non of us were injured! After all that had been settled, I thought about how scared Brad and Mason must have been watching the accident and what was going through their heads. Then I wondered how ticked off Brad would be & what kind of damage did I do to the car? Good news, the car was drivable and Brad was thankful to see non of us were hurt. Mason, he didn't have a clue as he's too short to see into the side view mirrors! :)

According to the police officer I took my eye off the road, the tires hit the gravel & because they were worn, I didn't have traction to grab and take me back up the hill. He also thinks I "blacked out" in a panic and like I said, "just froze". That I may have hit the gas thinking it was the break and that is why it seemed like we kept going faster instead of stopping. But he thinks more likely, I took my foot off the gas, but didn't place it on the break, I just steered. He said I reacted like a typical first timer. Believe it or not, that was a bit comforting since I felt like a total messup!

After the tow truck pulled us out and Brad changed the flat, I carefully (!) drove Brad's truck home while he drove the van home. All in all, we made it home safe. I do believe we were kept safe because we were riding with Angels!

Friday, June 26, 2009

Stumbling Upon Life

Today is a new day. A new chance to stumble upon life as it happens. Do you ever feel that you have life all figured out until, WHAM! You're smelling the gravel beneath your feet? Just how many times has this happened to you? For me, it seems weekly.

Life is unpredictable. Look at the recent news headlines. Just this week we lost a man that made millionaires, said goodbye to an angel and are "moonwalking" in honor of the King of Pop. I for one didn't wake up this week thinking this is how it would turn out. We as a nation have stumbled upon sadness. But what happens when we stumble, we stand up, brush ourselves off and go along our merry way watching out for potholes.

I once heard that life is not about how far you fall, it's about how long it takes you to get back up. That is so true. But to be honest, there are days I'd like to just lay there & stare at the sky. Yesterday around The Smith home was a perfect example. I filled the pool, mopped the floor and worked on putting the grass clippings around the garden. After I went to check the pool, I found it leaking, the dog had snuck into the house and tracked muddy footprints across the kitchen floor while the other dog was digging in the grass clippings in the garden. So the Sugarland "It Happens" song goes, "ain't no rhyme or reason, no complicated meaning, ain't no need to overthink it, let go happens!"

So here's to the journey of Stumbling Upon Life as it occurs.