Thursday, January 31, 2008

Mail Call

Remember when getting mail used to be fun? When the only thing in that little tin box was something good? Maybe a card with $5 dollars in it from your favorite grandma who was in Florida for the winter. Ahh, the good old days when you owed no one and it was a treat to get mail. Now I avoid it like the plague. Guess what, all the big bad bill people know who I am and they have my address and every month they are so kind as to leave me a reminder of just how much I owe them and how much interest they are collecting from me. Greedy Ba$tard$. Now if there were only a legal way to have those fun little cards that are so easy to use at the mall that seemingly have no limit and not have to pay them back, wouldn't that be fun? That might bring back the excitement of that long trip to the mailbox.

Saturday, January 26, 2008


OMG!!!! Who said time could go by this quickly?? My first born , my baby, the little girl going to school for the first time with her little Barbie lunch box got a letter from the high school saying come join us for an open house to introduce you to the school you will be attending shortly. This just doesn't seem possible. Wasn't it yesterday that I walked her into Kindergarten, made sure she got settled in to her new seat and her Barbie bookbag was hung up, and then hurried into my car so no one could see the tears welling up in my eyes? High School?? How can this happen? Didn't I just get out of high school myself? Seriously, was that really 20 years ago?? Okay, someone has got to stop playing with the clocks!

Friday, January 25, 2008

Change - maybe not

I feel change in the air. Something in the pit of my stomach. Like something is going to happen, I don’t know what, where or how… just something. An unsure feeling to say the least. I look at it two ways: 1- maybe it will be something good or for the better or B- maybe I’m just wrong. Something bad happening is not an option, I refuse to let that enter my thoughts. Positive thinking is what I have decided. Yup, the world has no choice but to listen, ‘cause I said so. (…excuse me for a second) Okay, I’m back – I just had to knock on something wood because fate was just laughing at me and if I didn’t knock quickly it would surely hit me with lightening this very second. Oh yeah, positive thinking. I’m trying to think positive; half glass full, the sun is shining, blah, blah blah. Obviously I have work to do on this positive thinking thing. I do however try to wake up every morning with a smile on my face and think of how fortunate that I am healthy and my family is healthy and that’s what is important. See that, by writing this that feeling in my stomach feels less like a pit and more like a seedling.

Friday, January 11, 2008

I'm Back

I'm back. Miss me? Sorry about that, I always look forward to the holidays but they ALWAYS seem to go way to fast. The shopping, wrapping, holiday parties and family parties have really taken their toll on me. I had a bad cold that started the day after Christmas but am finally feeling better, so I am trying to get back into the swing of things.

Christmas was good/a little too much. I hate the non-stop going of the season. It started Christmas Eve when MOST of my family got together which was fine, then Christmas day came the ENTIRE family got together which was great but then it kept going for the next three days of getting together and spending many hours together. It's hard because I LOVE spending time with my family (and it doesn't happen all that often) but if it could be every couple days for a week that would be fine but that's not how it happens. It's everyday for days straight. And I really do love being with my brother and sisters but when normally it's just my kids and husband and then all of a sudden for a week straight there are like at least 18 of us, it gets to be a bit much. But I really wouldn't change it.

Strange the one part of the season I look forward to every year now is to watch "It's a Wonderful Life" waiting to see if George (Jimmy Stewart) finds the pedals in his pocket from Zuzu's flower and not wanting to change one thing of his life after he realizes how good it is. The part that strikes me as strange is the fact that my mom used to always have to watch it and wrap presents and now as an adult I find myself wanting the same thing. It has me wondering, is this what is in store for my daughter? Is she going to want to wrap presents and watch the same thing and reflect on her own life? I guess only time will tell.