I Ask All the Time……

How can you be so bright and so dumb at the same time?  Yes, I ask because it amazes me how she can be on the honors track, almost a straight A student,  loves to be home, would rather be on the couch on Friday night with her huge sci-fi book than running around the neighborhood and yet can be so ‘dumb’ at the same time.  Must be a rite of passage, but middle school is truly a turning point in the lives of young ‘uns,  But I don’t think I was ever that dumb.  Better check with my mom.  I’ll check and let you know.

Better short notes, rather than long, right?

I Consider the Sports Section Dessert, Don’t You?

I was born with an inate sports gene.  By some God-given gift or by osmosis or something…..I just know everything about sports.  Don’t challenge me,  I’m not a trivia expert but I’ll give you a run for your money, no matter the sport.  You  ever checked out the coaching wizardry of John Wooden,the really simple life lessons his coaching style dictates?  Amazing and timeless stuff.  Check out his Pyramid for Success.  I even have an autographed poster.  Thanks Brother Ernie!

So yes, since I was a youngster, I considered the daily newspaper a meal, Sports Section the dessert for sure.  Ok a quick trivia and no fair looking up the answer…….who did the Oakland Grizzlies beat in 2005 to make the Big Dance?  Don’t google it either.  I knew the answer the second my husband shouted the question across the wedding reception at me about a month ago.

Really, consider the sports section dessert, it’s always  been for me.

Remembering What?…….

My mom still sends birthday cards to our old boyfriends who are long gone or married or not or living the dream or not or whatever….but without fail, she’ll still send the card.  Because she cares and because she wants to others to know she’s thinking of them.  Or she remembers certain nights or dates or chats or situations that my sis and I presented that are now new news to me when she re-tells the stories.  Funny how that works.  What each of us remembers.  Someone recently asked me what is the earliest memory I have – good or bad.  Well mine is a good one and maybe not the earliest, but certainly a long time back.  My birthday is July 1 and typically the school year ended just a couple of weeks before.  Lots to look forward to once the calendar turned to June.  Well at the time I was anxious to have my first slumber party and for my 7th birthday no less.  Turning a whopping 7 years old and I could have 6 guests, because 6 + 1 (me) =7.  So I invited Carolyn and Jenny and Carrie and Wendy and Michele and Mrs. Nique, my 2nd grade teacher.  And guess what, Mrs. Nique came.  We went to Farrell’s Ice Cream Parlor and celebrated with a Zoo and then back to the house for a few good rounds of truth or dare and a couple of ghost stories.  I just found some old pictures of that birthday party….all the girls gathered round in our sleeping bags with Mrs. Nique and her beehive hairstyle stretched out on the couch, sharing stories with us girls.  The fondest of memories for sure as I raise my girls through the same schools my mom, my dad and I went through.  3 generation proud students they are.  But I’ll tell you….that is one of the earliest and obviously most fond memories I have and I’ll count on it every time, how about you?

Just Because It’s Different, Doesn’t Mean It’s Wrong, Right?

Hi again.  Just me, the one who consistently promises to keep up with my writing and here I am again after a long draught or maybe a long journey across the proverbial ‘Sahara’.   But that’s ok because so much is news and so much is interesting and wow, God works in mysterious and miraculous ways.  I find myself doing things without thinking….because I am generous with my thoughts, my time and my efforts.  Most of us are not like me I don’t think.  In fact, I find out more often than not, that others are not as generous or kind as we are.  We meaning my mom, my sis and me.  Not a bad trait, but not necessarily a good one either.  Enough is enough.  When to draw the line?  I know I inherited the trait from my mom.  And I live it through her every day.  She will, without even thinking, overextend herself to others at the expense of her health, our privacy, our time and our home.  But that’s how it works.  Each of us has our own special and unique traits.  So just because I’m a bit different, doesn’t mean I’m wrong, right?  I’ll be back soon.  Cheerio.

Still Searching for the Right…..what……Sandwich?

So why is it sandwich and not sanwich?  I know the silent thing, but still.  I’m pondering whether we ever find the right ‘sandwich’.  And now sandwich means thing or person or brainstorm or whatever.  I mean is anything ever perfect.  People aren’t.  I attest to that as we all should.  What is perfect or even right?  I’m not sure I know anymore.  As far as I can see, my girls are perfect and the good Lord knows, they are my life.  Like I said, sanwitched, between my folks and my family.  Howz your day?

My favorite sandwich is still peanut butter & jelly followed by meatloaf with butter, pepper and chili sauce.  What’s yours?

Sweet Dreams

Cheerio from London Town

Hello from the Queen and The Sandwich Lady.  Well I started this post while I was in the UK but am back on US soil and just now getting around to finishing it.  Wow – what a lovely country England is.  My sister is currently on assignment there and I got to visit her.  We had a fabulous time.  Imagine me being able to travel by myself- no hubby, no kiddos, no mom-for 8 days.  While we spent some time sight seeing what we really did together was spend time.  Laughing, eating, catching up and just being together.      We went to the pub for a pint and we had a meat pie and a proper English breakfast, but not one sandwich!

Couldn’t have asked for anything better.  The trip of a lifetime.  I needed it and I needed my sister.  God Bless Us!

Sandwiched Between Wants and Needs

When is enough, enough?  Do we ever stop needing and wanting?  Are we ever really happy just in our own current lives?  I try to be, but really, am I?  Am I doing the things for myself that I have control over, like taking care of my health, eating the right things, getting some form of exercise, drinking enough water every day??  I don’t think so and it occurs to me why.  These are things I need to be doing, but not things I want to be doing.  And usually the wants trump the needs.  But I’m learning and today is a new day and I’m going to enjoy both.  I’m going to eat healthy, practice positive thinking at all times and I am going to get a mini-massage.  And I am going to remind myself just how lucky I am that my needs and wants are, in the end, blessings in disguise. 

Do something healthful today and enjoy the reward.  I’m going to. 

x0-tSL