Happy Mother's Day

Today is a mixed kind of day for me.  i want to honor my mother and let her know how very much i love her and how much she means to me.  i want to tell my friends what great moms they are and how awesome their kids are.  i want to embrace my sister in law and thank her for marrying my crazy wonderful brother and bringing two gorgeous girls into the world, that i get to be Auntie!  i want to even say to the mother's of my adopted sisters and brothers, 'thank you' for not having an abortion...thank you for signing over your parental rights because the children you gave birth to have enriched our family and my own life by measures still unknown.

It's also a hard day for me sometimes as i realize over and over that motherhood is not something i will mostly likely be able to experience (though i've been urged by some co-workers to have a one-night stand and get preganant that way...yean, great plan guys...)

 

The love of a four-year old

Dear Auntie,

 

I am four years old.  I miss you.  I love you so much!  And my birthday was a long time ago.  And I love you.

 

I love you that you are going to come down.

 

This is from Emma.

 

The End.

 

PS - Ta-da!

What a difference a day makes...

And it's not always good.

i just found out that a good friend from my hometown (small po-dunk town in the middle of Pennsylvania) collasped and died from an apparent heart attack last night.  This is quite shocking.  This woman played a big part in my life as i was growing up, loved to laugh and was practical, yet quite femnine.  i can't put into words at present all that she meant and means to me, only that this news-never pleasant to receive-has not yet sunk in.  i think my Father will be doing the funeral and i'm sure i'll attend, but i don't want to-i want the memories of her to be forever frozen in time and in my mind as she was. 

And on another front, my sister is having a procedure today and we hope and pray that all will turn out well.

So this day, i'm not quite as chipper as yesterday, though i am perfectly healthy and things for me are ok, but i feel bad and a bit low when those around me and those whom i love are suffering.

Monday morning rambles

~Things are good - real good at present.  This doesn't mean i am free from all stress and worry, but i am happy and relatively healthy and the sun shines.

~Not so for the folks in Myanmar - sheesh that's rather devastating and as always, i wish i could help.  The reports at present are 4000 killed and 3000 missing.  That's a lot - a lot of heartbreak and ruin.  And there's a lot of that in this world, isn't there?  Too much sadness and heartbreak and starving and ruin.  Devastation and depression and economic woes  -it's all rather startling and overwhelming.  So what can we do?  Giving to reliable charities is one way, sending prayers, letters and just letting others in need know that someone cares does help and also living our own lives carefully, not in waste.

Living that way is becoming more and more of a passion of mine.  i am not wealthy, not at all, and i struggle with rising prices just like everyone else...but i am determined to live more carefully, wasting precious little, learning to stretch that dollar even further than i do now, taking care of the resources i have.  Will that relieve the world's starving? hmm..not so sure it will, but it might free up some money that a good charity could use, or it might give me the ability to volunteer or something - i don't know.....

~Recent Gym news:  i hit a real groove today just as i hit the 30 min mark.  Previous to that, i had to stop twice just to rest (about 30 seconds each time) but when i hit that 30 min mark, i was cruising.  Why is that?  Needless to say, i stopped and did some arm weights but i'm going to see on Wednesday if that happens again.

~When one's alarm clock goes off at 0430 and one is sleeping the wrong way on her bed (across the top), one can get disoriented very quickly when one is reaching for the bed-side table and all one finds is the wall.  Just saying...

~Men.  If anyone knows me for more than 10 minutes, it will probably be apparent that i think Men are terrific.  Not without spot and wrinkle and not all men are worthy of such high admiration (i'm thinking crooks, thieves, rapists..really bad guys, not so much the average dude), but for the majority,mmm it's all good.  Know what i really like about them?  They are so different from me.  Well..hopefully anyway.  :grin:  There's more to be said on this subject but see next point

~Work.  i need to get to work.  Like now. 

typical

isn't it always true that when you have something big going on, you wake up to a huge blemish on your face?

yeah...great...ok, it's not huge but it wasn't exactly the birthday present i was hoping for.

At work today - my dept is responsible for a huge awards ceremony.  Every year it produces a fair amount of stress and this year is no exception.

And it's my birthday - a May Day baby...tied to the earth by the day of my birth.

And yes, i'm 29.  And will be next yr also.

:grin:

It's been a good morning...

Two pretty cool things happened today..no, wait, make that three.  And it's only 7.55am! WHOOT.

 #1 Cool thing:

Mr. Elliptical used a machine close to me.  Problem was he came as i was finishing...however, pride and that fact that i've been moaning and whining that he's never close was reason enough for me to stay on the elliptical longer.  i had a great workout. But let me put this into perspective.  When i start, i got about 2.5 mph, then slowly increase to a steady 4.3 mph or so.  There are times when i peak around 6.4 mph or so, but the majority is the 4.3 mph.  Mr. E gets on and goes straight to about 6 or 7 mph....and that's why i wanted to be on a machine close to him, it pushes me to do more.  i'm a bit competitive that way but also motivated when i see someone better...cause it makes me what to do more.

#2 Cool thing

Because of #1 - i actually did a 30 min workout before hitting the weights.  It was awesome and i realized that i really can push my body harder...so Friday 30 min it is!

#3 Cool thing

This morning, i made the last payment on my refrigorator.  Finally.  It's mine, free and clear.  Finally.  And i know to some, that is not a big deal but if you only knew what i've gone through with fridges...then got this one and now..it's mine and still very new!

Stayed tuned cause tomorrow is a big day for me in a number of ways...

Who's your daddy now?

On Friday, as i was leaving work, i noticed that traffic had almost come to a stop.  i didn't see the reason until i got a little closer and realized that everyone had stopped so that a Canada goose family could cross the road.  It was a family outing for sure.  There were about 8 fluffy golden little ones who stayed close to the Mama and the Papa was a good two feet behind the family, walking very slowly making sure no one went the wrong way or was harmed.  That's what everyone was waiting for...the Papa goose to cross.  He was definitely struttin' his stuff.  As if to say, "Yeah, see all this?  It's MINE. See that hot Mama and those adorable kids?  Yeah, all Mine!"

i had to come back that way right before heading for home and as i did, i looked for that goose family.  They were all nibbling at the grass and dandelions and seemed perfectly content.  But the Papa goose?  He was standing up a bit - not right next to his family, his neck was straight up and he was keeping guard - you could read it in his goose body language.  "You wanna mess with me?  Yeah, i didn't think so...keep driving" was what he seemed to say.

It's very interesting to me to watch animal behaviour - i've never spent much time watching geese, though i know they both raise their broods and they mate for life - but that little glimpse really made my day!