Take me out to the ball game

Tonight was Samuels last game for the fall. It isi bitter sweet, part of me is glad to have less on the calander but I really do love to watch them play.

Samuel plays all positions and I feel he plays them well.

Ridley will be the same that baby is just like his dad. They both can do anything.

I really got alot done today, but sadly the list is still long that needs to be done.

On a side night, why do people just let their children run wild (worse than animals)???

If anybody has any input I would love it.

My final rant of the day is why do people but crap they do not need with money they do not have?

Mom said...

I spend my days saying pick up your stuff, do not touch that, use your inside voice and the list goes on and on and on. It is the same list all mothers have. I am sad to say that more times than not it falls on deaf ears.

The excuse list is full.

But then today I hear really hear one of my sweet angles say this very phrase.

"MOM SAID" used like a bullet meant to pierce the offending sibling.

I sat between laughter and disbelief. Really I thought... you think that is going to work? I just told you to do X and it meant nothing. But what is funny is that it holds some crazy weight when coming out of a child's mouth.

Maybe this week I will tell one child to go tell the other whatever it is I need to say. It will then be done, because ...... "MOM SAID".


:)

Oh how time flies

It seems like only yesterday that it was July. I am really going to try and do better. I seem to get mired down in the everyday stuff and forget that living comes first. I try so hard to keep up that I put my own self behind.

I really wanna be that all together person. It is just not who I am.

So I will work with what I got :)

I would like to ask all you moms a question. Should we not be training our children to be adults? Adults that can take care of themselves? That make great spouses and future parents to our grandchildren?

I see all these Facebook posts about I do this, and this, and this.... for my children. (side note, I love to do things for my children and family as a whole) BUT PEOPLE come on, you are making yourself crazy, your kids lazy and the rest of us..... we think you need help.

I love face book but it has turned into a flea market/ self promotion billboard. Are you doing these things so you can have a status update, to get a pat on the back or are you doing them at all.

Ok rant over :) Have good week!

Shana

Did you drop the vaccume on your toe also daddy?

Yesterday was just one of those days.......

We got up to get the house clean and a few things done before we went to Ridley's baseball tournament. I had a plan. Well as most of my plans go this one fell apart quickly and in a big way. I in an attempt to be through I some how dropped the vacuum on my right foot and broke my big toe (the nail is a lovely shade of black). Man did it hurt. The bad part is two fold, my shoes are limited as to what I can wear and I may have just given my children a reason to NOT vacuum. How could I expect them to use such potentially dangerous item.

Bright spot Ridley won TWO games yesterday!!! We left the games and went for dinner. Kevin has not been feeling well for several days. I knew we had a problem when at the restaurant he said " we need to go now and I may have to go to the ER".

We got as far as the exit of the interstate and went straight to the ER. We was in so much pain it was hurting to breath and his blood pressure was really high.

He is now the proud owner of a kidney stones. One lottery he was not wanting to win.

Today after Kevin took his nap Evan asked Kevin " Daddy do you still hurt? Kevin says, no buddy I am feeling all better. Evan then said did you drop a vacuum on your foot too?" I just laughed. Oh that boy makes me smile!!!!

Freedom

Happy Fourth of July!!!!!

Freedom is something that we have but do not really understand. I have never had to fear, truly fear for myself or my family.

I was blessed enough to be born in a country that is free. We are free because someone else paid and still pays the price.

I also have a God that has made me free.

How is it something that is so priceless cost me nothing but others so much. For some they paid with their life. We should daily take stock of freedom, what it means and how we got there.

As Americans and as Christians we have been given the opportunity that MANY will never know or have.

It can never be found in houses, land or money but in the ability to pray, choose our religion and how we will worship. We get to choose within our religion what our actions will be . I think it sad that more often than not we choose to do nothing. I want to choose better.

Freedom to me represent light. That is symbolic in both my faith and in the harbor. Jesus is my light and Lady Liberty holds a torch to show the light of freedom. Where there is light you will find truth. Deception is done in the dark. Fear grows in the dark.

As I grow in years I realize more and more just what matters and the funny thing is it was never what I thought it would be.

What matters: FAITH-HOPE-LOVE

Shana

Laundry, dishes....will it ever end?

I look around my house and see a MESS. Yes it is really bad right now. I am going to get that under control this weekend.

I posted earlier about how hard this year has been so far. I have been allowing my children, my house and all the things that I over commit to wear me down. As the days tick on I realize that even in this mess I am blessed. Even in the hard days that have passed and the ones that I know will come. The bible states that mans days are few and full of trouble (Job 14:1). As I watch our friend Lorie wait for word, any word on David. I am thankful that God has given me one more day to have my husband and children.
Those days are never promised, only hoped for, We have plans, plans that are about tomorrow, but it may never come. Does that mean that when I step on that STUPID Lego again, (because those sweet babies are afraid to pick up after themselves)I am gonna be happy.
Short answer is no.
I may even think of dropping them off at Goodwill. Yes, I mean the children. What did the Lego's do wrong? But then the pain will subside and I will realize that those children are an answer to my prayer. They with my husband, who after all these years still makes my heart skip a beat are the very strings that keep my heart together.

My goal this year is to find my joy in the tears, gratefulness in my grumpiness, and to bloom where I am planted.

Shana

I want flowers and green grass

My title for today has a double meaning.



On the surface I want Spring. I want birds and flowers and the smell of fresh cut grass. I love spring it is just beautiful. It is where life starts all over. The cold dead look of winter is over. We thaw out. Don't get me wrong, snow covered trees with the sparkle that goes along with it are breath taking. But I am ready to thaw out.



Deeper than the surface I am ready to come to life again . This winter season in my life has been so cold. Our grandson passed way, my father passed away, our dear friend is still missing in Haiti, we have moved twice in a year. Some of our extended family is having heart breaking problems going on also. I see the winter coldness in myself and several around me.

I realized that I was letting the bad out weight the good. I could only see the sadness, the tragedies that were beginning to take over our world. I am making a choice to find the good and it is just that. The choice to find the good. The good in people. The good amidst even the rubble that is sometimes all that is left. I am not willing to accept that life has to be the way that it has been.

This is the day that the Lord has made I will rejoice and be glad in it. It is this verse that helps me to see the green grass. I see that the flowers will bloom shortly. I hope to teach my children by example, the example that life can be good, hopeful and joyful.

It has been a long year and it just started

I have not updated this because I have just not been ready to type alot of what has happened.



We went to Texas the day after Christmas, Christmas Eve I spent all night at the ER with Tori, she had a stomach virus and was so sick that was our only option. Well I got home at 4:30 and got in bed by 6:00. Got up at 9:00 my side of the family got here at 11:00 to eat breakfast. We had a great day. The kids got more than one could ever really hope for. I really love to see them smile.

I got that sweet virus in car oh about Texarkana. Boy do I know how to travel. I went to bed as soon as we got to Dallas, but felt much better the next day. We had a great visit with Grandad, leaving is always hard.



New Years Day we loaded the car and headed home, I settled into my seat grab my phone only to see a message I knew was going to forever change things, at the time I just did not know then how much.



My cousin Amber told me I needed to call my Aunt. I knew this would be bad and it would be about my dad.



With that said let me give you a little history. My mom and dad were divorced when I was very young. It was really the best for everybody. Although I did not eat breakfast every morning with him, or talk as often as we should have, it does not in any way diminish the fact he is my dad. I am half him and half my mother. I look just like him and my oldest son could pass as his twin.



We drove from Texas knowing that he was in ICU and could be gone before I ever crossed the State line. I prayed for God to guide my thoughts and actions. I need to tell him that I did love him, that I understood why things were the way they were and that God loved him to.



I will forever have how he looked and truly suffered etched in my mind and heart. He passed away, I will never get the chance to fix things I feel need to be fixed. To say things that I need say.



He had flaws and so do I. You may want to judge him for those, but be careful for you will be judged by the same measure that you judge.



He made choices that brought about all of this, but how does that change that he is a person who was loved by his family, friends and GOD.


I looke at pictures of us it brakes my heart, because that is all I have now. It will be all that I ever had.


As if that was not enough, Kevin called me on the Wednesday after the Haiti earthquake. He told me that some dear friends of our were in great need of prayer. Her dad and husband David were over there with two other gentleman. They were there for work. Her dad is home safe and sound but David has not been found.

How can this be? All I can say is Lorie has shown such grace and hope. She has made David proud for years, but this is beyond that. Lorie and David are in our prayers, I ask that you would do the same.

I guess that is all for now.