Having fun in Tulia

Because I can.... having fun in Tulia! Woot!

A Time and Place for Everything

There was a time I had no faith. There was a time I didn't care. There was a place I never believed existed. There was a place that seemed untouchable, unimaginable, and non-existant. There is a time and place for everything and everyone. I woke up one day and knew that I was loved. I woke up one day and knew that I was special. I woke up one day.....SAVED by the Grace of God. There was a time I had no Faith, no longer is that time present. There was a time I didn't care, no longer do I hate. There was a place I never believed existed, now I know there is a place beyond all dreams and imagination. I am forgiven and a child of the most wonderful God above. There is a time and place for everyone, my time is now and my place.....well, it's with the Lord. God Bless.

Casting stones....or snowballs.

Ok so I am at the park with my kiddos sitting and enjoying the much needed sunshine. When,out of the blue, I see snow balls landing within feet of us. Slowly, and ever so precisely they begin to creep closer and closer as if someone is specifically aiming for me! I turn to look up at my son playing and see what appears to be a little boy about 5 or 6 years old using the scope at the top of the gym to line me up as his target! Oh my gosh! Are you serious? Yep! Just about the time I noticed here it comes aimed directly at me followed by a shriek of delight shouting "CANNONBALL!" The first thought is oh what a cute precious little boy. He wants to play snowball fight. As time progressed I soon realized this little fart was not playing around! I had to plan a strategy. I had to get my armor and necessary equipment all lined up. Who does he think he's messing with anyway?? Some OTHER five year old!! Bring it little man! I casually shift myself so that I am just out of his reach with his pathetic little throws aimed at me. I look straight into his eyes and give him "the look". I sincerely thought he would begin to see how serious I was about doing nothing and this would definitely make him change his mind about messing with this old lady. NOPE! It just got worse! He jumps off of the jungle gym goes to the area where there is snow and then as I am watching in utter dismay, he walks straight over to the rocks and begins inserting them INTO the SNOWBALL!!! Oh my geez! R u serious?? Where the heck is this kids mom??? On the sidelines sitting and not doing a dang thing to this little booger from hell! Finally I get the courage to show this kid whose boss and I walk straight over to the snow. I grab the largest handful of the grossest, dirtiest, and hardest snow then pack it so tight it's like a ball of rubber bands by now. I get about a foot away and then BAM! Right in the face and I am laughing hysterically and shouting at the top of my lungs, jumping up and down like a child saying "OHHHHHH! WHAT NOW LITTLE MAN?!!" 


Ok ok maybe I just got up and walked away. BUT man, wouldn't it have been fun to do that?? Enjoy the SNOW! 

It Hurts

It hurts because its over. It hurts because I love you . It hurts because I hate you. It hurts because you let it. It hurts because I let it. It hurts because I can't forget. It hurts because I can't remember. No matter what, no matter where, just remember that it still HURTS. 

I Choose

I choose to:

be a better mom than I ever imagined I could be
hold myself accountable for my wrong doings
love others just as much as they love me
honor those before me that have wisdom beyond my years
have integrity in all the work I do
be a friend to those who aren't a friend to me
have faith in my Lord that I am always taken care of
believe in others that don't believe in themselves
be proud of my shortcomings as they have led me to greater paths
accept the scars of life and not try to cover them up with band aids
love
live
laugh
cry
and scream out loud
I hope you choose to......too

Geeks R Us

I think there should be a chain of stores called Geeks R Us. Think about it. There are so many different things that geeks could help with and I for one, would love to be able to go into a store and ask the following questions:

1. What happens to an 18 hour bra after 18 hours?
2. Why isn't phonetic spelled the way it sounds?
3. Now that Microsoft is so big, should it be called Macrosoft?
4. If you throw a cat out of a window, does it become kitty litter?
5. If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill themselves, is it considered a hostage situation?

I'm just sayin these are all important questions that we should be able to get answered. Don't you agree? Let's get Trump on the phone now and start pitching this idea before somebody else does it! ;-)

Sunday Bloody Sunday

I can't remember the last time I was this dang lazy. The most productive thing I did today was look up information about U2 going to Oklahoma City and seeing who I could talk into going with me. The funny part about it is that I did so much of nothing today, yet I  think I may still be tired enough to go to bed early! What?? So... some WPT on the tube for a while then off to la la land.