Fa La La La La La La La - Trick 'R Treat!

Okay...I don't know if this is on par with the four horsemen, but things are definitely getting a little weird around here...

And Let It Begin With Me...

Today I had the joy of celebrating peace...peace among friends, peace among co-workers, peace among cultures, peace throughout the world.

I Spoke Too Soon...

I knew it was going to well. I should have known it would only be a matter of time before it caught up to me. And grabbed my by the neck. And shook the confidence right out of me.

Bad Hair Day...

Okay, so here's the deal. Yesterday I shared with you my Faith Formation lesson on Discipline and Priority. And yes it was a great lesson, and yes we had some moments of sanity clarity. However, last night these monsters youngsters had me pulling my hair out.

Discipline And Priority...

After the first few weeks of Faith Formation witnessing my class behave like animals work to settle into a new class year, I thought we should start the next class discussing discipline and priorities. 

This May Be Me Someday...

Uh oh...some parts here may be me already...

There are some older women in my life I continuously learn a great deal from. Some are relatives, some are friends. Regardless of our relationship, they are a constant reminder of how we are called to be Christ for one another. At least this is what I tell myself during periods of wanting to beat my head excessively against the wall requiring a bit more patience than usual while simultaneously gleaning life lessons from all of them.

And There You Shall Find Your Peace...

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I have had an epiphany. It awoke me with its proclamation at 3:00 AM this morning. I guess God said, "Now that you have finally settled down, can I have your attention?" Who am I to argue?

And It Goes Like This...

I am doing the happy dance tonight.

Just Go With The Flow...

It has been one...of...those...days. One of those days when I should have worn my "I'm with stupid" shirt or better yet, just stayed in bed. These days don't come along very often in my world... Haley's Comet is more frequent than these downer days. But one thing is for sure...it's time for a good cry.

Credit Where Credit Is Due...

I am sitting here plugging away on the Quantitative Business Math homework, laying out the formulas and singing a little happy cheer every time a page-long problem equates correctly. Only 42 more to go...then I can start my Biology paper. Woo Hoo! It is about this time each hour night I pour a glass of wine and ask the rhetorical question: why on earth am I doing this?

Building New Foundations...

A new year has begun for Faith Formation...or as many commonly refer to it...Sunday School. I have been a Catechist (read: Sunday School teacher) since I was 18 years old. As I am now 42, that equals about 100 years.

I'm Not A Mind Reader...

I have a terrible habit. See, I have a tendency to have the majority of a conversation in my head with the details pretty much worked out when I turn to someone and say, "Well, what do you think?" With a look betraying their suspicions of my impending loss of faculties, I realize I have done it again...expecting others to be mind readers.

How Soon Is Now...

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Blatant sharing of, in my opinion, one of the BEST songs The Smiths ever did? Of course, but it really sums it up quite nicely this evening.

The Wonder Of It All...

So the Fall semester has begun and I am eye-balls deep into the homework flow again. One of my classes is a challenge; the other I find really interesting. This class is Biology, which is really saying something because...well...I'm an English major.

But Once You Make It Through The Thorns...

Hands down, my favorite fruit in the world is the raspberry. For such a little wonder, the sweet burst of flavor dancing on my tongue can compare to no other. I love to pillage the garden for these treasures, hot from the sun and so juicy they fall from the vine. The trick, or course, is avoiding all the thorns.

With Thanks And Praise...

It was a busy week. And often during the busy times, I forget. I forget to stop and say thank you. Thank you for my blessings, answered prayers, and those who put up with love me.

They Hate Working Moms, Don't They...

This could be me if I had all my faculties...

First of all, I have tremendous respect for all Moms...married moms, single moms, outside-of-the-home-working moms, stay-at-home-working moms...all of us have the most challenging and rewarding job in the world.

But I am pretty sure "they" hate outside-of-the-home working moms.

Impressions and Discretions ...

Yes...I'm a biker chick...

Today I was in a conversation where I asked a really cool co-worker if she rides motorcycles. She looked at me incredulously and asked, "Do I look like I ride motorcycles?" I asked her, "Do I?"

She looked at me and said, "Nope...no you don't. I can't see it." Well guess what, boys and girls...

How I Long To Linger...

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I hope you know although I am always right to the point and I don't leisurely take the time I should it is never because I don't want to. I just long for more time.

She Came, She Saw, She Went...

Lady of Hurricane ~ Michael Cheval

This weekend Upstate New York, along with much of the Eastern Seaboard, hosted a most ungracious visitor. Hurricane Irene announced she would be arriving by Saturday evening and could be extending her stay right into Monday. And I was in no mood to entertain.

Just Like It Was Yesterday...

Like, what a totally out-there blast from the past. Like. Totally.

The Long Goodbye...

I hate goodbyes...really I do. I hate saying goodbye to my children in the morning as we go our separate ways. I really hated saying goodbye to my brother the night before he moved away. Let's just "stoic" was not in my vocabulary that evening as I sobbed like a baby not knowing when I will see him again. But the really hard goodbye I have been struggling with for days has been to V.

You Can't Help But Smile...

It was a day of celebration. And happiness. And love.

Life Is What You Make It...

Ma Maison - with a soaking wet porch.

It is pouring outside. I mean, absolutely torrential-lightening-illuminating-the-sky-accompanied-by-tremendous-drum-rolls-ending-in-crashing-cymbals-thunder-as-water-races-from-the-heavens-in-non-stop-sheets pouring. Hang on a moment...I think the weather channel is on the phone offering me a job...

You Are...

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You are...

dance to my step,

sparkle to my eye,

music to my voice,

words to my song, 

a flutter to my heart,

a rainbow to my sky,

laughter to my tears,

joy to my world,

and the best part is

You are...

just being you.