Thursday, December 22, 2011
Little known fact: White baby Jesus doesn't make sense to me. He was born in the Middle East, not Europe. Just sayin'.
1)Colored Christmas lights that blink and twinkle! I know they used to make them. It it my mission to find them once more.
2) Since Florida is the Sunshine State, it's cold but not I-think-my-pancreas-froze cold. Nice.
3) People around here know how to cook, and Christmas is when they show off...oooooohhh yeah!
4) The kids bring home the cutest things made from hand and footprints. Ms. Banfell, Mrs. Gill and Ms. Hayen/Mrs. Stokes brings their A game.
5) The girls remember that Santa is watching...for at least 2 minutes. Then they beat each other up.
6) As a gift giver, I really do love being able to give rather than to receive. The joy of a gift well received is truly heart warming.
7) My family sends sick and twisted Christmas cards. I love my family.
8) The annual Christmas ornament exchange party...there are no words for that brand of awesome sauce. Inside joke alert: It's time to strut!
9)My Barbie ornaments! Wahoo! I'm a Barbie girl even though I'm not sure if I really believe Skipper and Kelly are her "sisters"...she and Ken have been together a long time...just sayin'.
10) This is when we sing my favorite of all worship songs: Christmas Carols. O Holy Night gets me every time. "Fall on your knees, oh hear the angels voices. Oh night divine! oh night when Christ was born." Chills baby.
May this next year of 2012 be the year and of thinking before we speak or act and shower each other with unabashed kindness and mercy.
Merry Christmas and a most joyous and blessed New Year to all of you!
Friday, December 16, 2011
I understand that different people have different views on parenting. I learned very early on the Mommy Wars can be rather brutal and bloody. I have even learned that you can benefit from experiencing parenting styles that are not your own. My pastor always says "Check the fruit." In other words, check the results. Well-behaved, happy kids are good fruit no matter how you grow them. I try not to judge, and then, someone has to go and judge me. That's when I tend to get...uppity.
I read this link (http://demandeuphoria.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-call-that-gift.html) off of my friend Kim's FB. She was appalled and had to share her disbelief. Now, Kim is a great mom with a great personality and a fabu sense of humor. She is also taller than me which makes her instantly awesome. Her kids, though not always angels, are delightful. She and her hubster are doing something right. She was upset by this blogger. After reading several of her blogs, I was also upset and honestly felt attacked. It's understandable due to the blogger's belittling chides and accusatory tone. Here was the kicker for me: I don't really see her as parenting. She doesn't parent so much as co-exists with her children. According to her blog, I shouldn't call a gift a gift if it isn't. She shouldn't call herself a parent because she's not parenting. She should call herself something else because:
-You are not a parent if you don't hold your children to any sort of standard and expect them to live up to it to the best of their abilities.
-You are not a parent if you don't give consequences for poor behavior to include the taking away of personal items that are being abused and misused.
-You are not a parent if you don't discipline your children appropriately and especially if you do not discipline them at all because it makes you feel bad or guilty because the child is so sad.
-You are not a parent if you put you child's decisions before what is best for them, i.e. wearing proper clothing, shoes, etc.
-You are not a parent if you put your child on equal footing with yourself because they will never learn to respect you or authority at all.
-You are not a parent if you honestly think your 3 year old is going to make the right decision for himself because he is simply too young to do so.
-You are not a parent if you let short term happiness on your child's part keep him from long term goals of being a healthy adult able to have healthy relationships.
I know what to call parents who aren't really parents. They are minions of tiny overlords. The minions must feed, bathe, play with, bow to and clean up after them at the overlord's good pleasure. We mustn't upset the overlord...heavens no! His little spirit could be crushed! Meanwhile, he's the most miserable little child that no other mother wants playing with their kid because he's a little tyrant. That fruit is so rotten flies won't touch it.
The saddest part about kids like that is it really is their parents' fault. If they are given guidelines and boundaries, they will rise to the meet the goal. I've worked with kids for years. The hardest kids to deal with are the ones with minions who give their power to their overlords. The happiest and sweetest kids are the ones with parents.
Read the blog for yourself. Come to your own conclusion. This is mine. I feel sorry for that woman's kids, but I'm glad I don't have to deal with them. I choose to be a parent, not a minion. I choose to show my children just how beautiful, special, talented and loved they are by giving them guidelines and tools they will need to live life in the real world. If that means Barbie gets taken away because you popped your sister in the eye with her, that's what it means...even if she was your birthday gift.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Some thing happened last night. We've discussed it, and now, I wish to share it with you. Why? Because it is the Little Foxes of life that can make or break any relationship. Marriage seems to be the main target because once you get nice and comfy, you forget to look and listen for these little raiders.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
2 At dawn he appeared again in the temple courts, where all the people gathered around him, and he sat down to teach them. 3 The teachers of the law and the Pharisees brought in a woman caught in adultery. They made her stand before the group 4 and said to Jesus, “Teacher, this woman was caught in the act of adultery. 5 In the Law Moses commanded us to stone such women. Now what do you say?” 6 They were using this question as a trap, in order to have a basis for accusing him.
But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger. 7 When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, “Let any one of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.” 8 Again he stooped down and wrote on the ground.
9 At this, those who heard began to go away one at a time, the older ones first, until only Jesus was left, with the woman still standing there. 10 Jesus straightened up and asked her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?”
11 “No one, sir,” she said.
“Then neither do I condemn you,” Jesus declared. “Go now and leave your life of sin.”
In the Miffed vs. Jesus, the Miffed bring the sinner caught in the act even, screaming, "You hate her! She's a sinner! We got proof the Bible says even!" Jesus could've said, "True story. Stone her. She sucks." Notice He didn't do that...what?! Game changer! One of the many things I love about Jesus is how He's so personal with everyone. When you pray, He's all, "I got that. She needs help and revelation aaaaaand what about you? Let's talk about what you got going on right now." I love how He just turns the table on the Miffed and is all,"I see. Adultress...noted...aaaaaand what bout you? No reasons for us to be stoning you? Because at this point, I'm the only one who can throw a stone with this criteria." Love. It. The Miffed were angry and hated her and wanted her dead for what she did. Jesus was angry with what she did, but He still loved her and had mercy. He just wanted better for her. Jesus is so AWESOME!!
Big Note: Pay attention to how Jesus forgave her but never said what she did wrong was okay. In fact, He told her NOT to be doing that anymore. If we want to be like Jesus, that's what Christians should be doing.
Examples: -"I can't tell you that I support your relationship because the Bible says you need to be married first. I can tell you that I still love you and no matter what you choose to do won't change that, ever." or "If you want to watch girly movies when we hang out, I'm out. I'm keeping my mind pure for the Lord and my wife. You wanna do some Halo though, I'm down.""God's righteousness doesn't grow from human anger." It comes from His love, mercy, and willingness to love us through our stupid. If you are doing wrong, He won't ever say it's right. He will always say, however, "I still love you, knock that mess off and follow Me. I got way better than that." and He do!
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Okay...I'm at the Bell's (or Beall's) Outlet looking for a shirt. Nada. Bummer. Of course, I wasn't the only one looking for fabu deals. And after hearing a few comments, I realized not all fluffy people understand the rules of engagement when it comes to looking for new clothes. Some of the rules are flexible but the first one is not.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
I don't know just how it happened, but I am the only one awake on this rainy Saturday. I have to get ready to go in a second. I'm getting some much needed Mommy Alone time.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
I was having a little chat with mine husband this morning. I'm thinking it might encourage some of you too. What had happened was...
Monday, May 23, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
I'm just a person. (taking deep breathes) I know that accidents happen. I know that they are more common with small children. I also know that likely hood of an accident happening is greater when said small child doesn't think to pay attention. I also know that I've lost my grace for such things. It's as if there is nothing else in existence sometimes. She just meanders with eyes wide open without focusing on a thing. It's maddening. Today she finally did it. She broke something that has been an ongoing project because she just wasn't paying attention and so flung her woobie around her head. Did I mention it's the second time she's broke said object not paying attention? Yeah. Mom's pissed. Add in tears of remorse and self condemnation here. Look. Mom's getter more pissed. I don't know if she's trying to make me pity her or if she's just voicing her feelings at the moment, and guess what? I don't care. I cannot stand people calling themselves names it's one of the top 5 in the pet peeve department. Then, I lower the boom: she's paying for it. What's that? No money? You get to work it off then. Life Lessons 108 is still in session. You break it, you buy it. I just want to have a few nice things...not a ton. But a few would be great. So yes I yelled. No, I'm not sorry I did. I did tell the child she is forgiven but the consequence stands.