Friday, October 26, 2007

And then there were 2

My dogs, Baxter and Bella are so funny, truly they make me smile. They sit upon the chair in front of our living room window and I firmly believe they think they rule the world from this chair. It gives them special doggie powers. They look down the end of our the road and bark at everything,(something that we are trying to change with a squirt bottle, not alot of success so far) and I do mean everything. A leaf falling from the tree, a cat strolling by, kids, adults, cars, birds, butterflies, etc...... There is one bark, accompanied with growling and whole lot of jumping straight up and down, that is a sure sign to us all that the true bully of the neighborhood is on our front lawn. The bully- is a lil itty bitty Chihuahua(think taco bell dog all the way) which I do believe is truly a dog bully. He runs around the neighborhood, roaming freely, with no collar and when stopped by other dogs on leashes he kicks up his back legs like a bull ready to charge at you and then runs away. Normally, he comes and pees on my lawn and then does his little bull dance, gets my doggies in a fully hysterical state and then prances away. ONE of these days I might just let them loose and then we shall see what happens to the bully. In the meantime I love to see my dogs , sitting upon their chair ruling the world.

Saturday, October 20, 2007


I am thankful for my beautiful tree outside that has EXPLODED with colors that are so beautiful I don't even think a professional artist could pinpoint this color exactly. I am thankful for my gentle giant who not only let me sleep in but made me a scrumpous sandwich. He IS the whole package :) I am thankful for my dogs who have the cutest lil butts with spots , one with brown, one with black. I know its sounds crazy but they make me happy. I am thankful for a new book, "Eat, Pray, Love" looking forward to diving into it. I am thankful for good music. I am thankful for crazy kids home from school making all kinds of noise that I love to hear. I am thankful for LIFE. My life.

Monday, October 15, 2007

New Tattoo

These flowers plus a sunflower on my back. Can't decide if I want them across my shoulder blades or up and down?? They represent the women in my life who have changed me forever. I might do the sunflower on my pointer finger on my left hand for my birthday and then I would exclude that one from my back. Dunno yet. Anyone know of really good tattoo artists here in Reno or Sparks? I don't think I will be going back to Slick Rick in Sparks.

This is our moment

I heard it said recently, in regards to our lives that we are given, "This is our moment". We have all heard similar things like, "You only get one life to live, live it well" or "There are no dress rehearsals in life" and I am sure there are many, many other ways to say this but for some reason when I heard , "This is our moment" it struck a chord in me that is still resonating. This is my time to go up to bat for life here on this earth and I can either swing well and keep on swinging or not swing at all. Recently I have been asking God to teach me to number my days. This is something that I believe to be a divine gift and not something that is easy for us humans to do well because we all feel like we are going to live forever, because we ARE eternal but our lives here, on this earth, and in this way are very much not eternal and yet somehow we think there will always be tomorrow. I don't want to think like that anymore. I want to do the things in my heart that I am passionate about, I want to love deeper and more sincerely, and invest more in those who will still be here when my time is up. I am so thankful this morning for the gift of gratefulness. I think it is truly a gift to be grateful for every single thing in this life. The good and the bad. I am grateful that I have all that I have and that I no longer look anywhere else for peace and contentment but to my Creator who knows me better than I know myself. I am grateful, SO grateful for my relationships. All of them are a blessing not to be taken for granted and the most precious of them all is the one I think I most often take for granted. The fact that I am a beloved child of God, adopted into a family that was never my own until someone chose me to be is something I am sad to say that at times I take for granted. I chose to blog about this because today when I read in Psalm 90, this is what it said " Our iniquities, our secret heart and its sins,(which we would so like to conceal even from ourselves), You have set in the revealing light of Your countenance. For all the days (out here in this wilderness or on this earth) pass away; we spend our years as a tale that is told(for we adults know we are doomed to die soon) The days of our years are three score years and ten(70) or even, if by reason of strength, fourscore years(80) yet is their pride (in additional years) only labor and sorrow, for it is soon gone, and we fly away. Who knows the power of your anger?(Who worthily connects this brevity of life with Your recognition of sin?) And your wrath, who connects it with the reverent and worshipful fear that is due You? SO TEACH US TO NUMBER OUR DAYS, THAT WE MAY GET US A HEART OF WISDOM.
Make us glad in proportion to the days in which You have given us and the years in which we suffered for evil(or the years we chose wrong instead of right). Let your works(signs of your power) be revealed to Your servants, and Your (glorious) majesty to thier children. And let the beauty and delightfulness and favor of the Lord our God be upon us; confirm and establish the work of our hands-yes, the work of our hands, confirm and establish it. "Psalm 90:8-17
What are the works of my hands? What am I pouring my life into? Will whatever it is really matter at the end?
To me it was by no mistake that I read these words today. I know that God is teaching me something here. I know that I still have pride in my heart that needs to be removed and replaced with the humbleness that comes when you realize that we are but a breath.
God help me.

Friday, October 12, 2007

I apologize in advance for this.....


Our Father, who art at Fenway...Baseball be thy game.TheyKingdom come,Playoffs need to be won,On Earth, then on to the Cask 'n' Flagon.Give us this day, a perfect Papi,And forgive us our losses,As we forgive those,Like Bill Buckner.And lead us not, into desperation,But deliver us from any losses.For thine is the Power,And the Glory,To beat the Indians,Forever and ever....the Yankees suck

I found these to be quite humorous and thought I would share. Wow, SOME fans are so radical.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Just a question?

This morning while burping my niece Savanah, I had this thought...Why do we burp babies the way that we do? Why do we pat them on the back until they burp? What does patting them on the back actually do? I have done this motion for countless years without even a thought as to why I am doing it ,until now. Why do we burps babies the way that we do?
Makes me wonder how many other things I do in my life without asking why?

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Happy 6th Birthday Solomon

Happy Birthday Solo- Man, Solid Man, Shal om, So lo min. In the 6 years that you have walked this earth you have proven to be such a beautiful person. I love you.
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