Sunday, December 6, 2015

Let Your Light Shine

There are those things in our life
 that make us sparkle aren't there?
Things that light us up.
That brighten the world around us.

I have friends that bake during stress. 
This is their sparkle. 
They Shine in a flurry of whisking, 
and beating and blending.

They make pies and cookies and cakes. 
For Fun.

They decompress by flinging flour,
relax in a frenzy of sugar and baking powder.

A cupcake frosted is their glory.
A perfected red velvet cake
 and they are lit up like Clark Griswald.
Cookies whipped up for a potluck... 
they're as bright as a hundred foot 
twinkling string of lights!

This is uncomprehensible for those 
that do not operate in this Zone.
Those of us with a three year old can of  
blueberry pie filling  in the pantry
and a rotting refrigerated pie crust in the fridge.

Other than the ooohs and aaaws of our consumption 
that shine onto our taste buds 
and into our growling bellies,
we wonder at their Mojo.

Other people can push themselves physically.
They run races.
Lift weights.
Plank for more than 30 seconds.

These people set goals and knock them out of the park
and when they cross that finish line 
their lights radiate 
and we bask from our couches
in the glimmer of their victories.

Mmmm and the musicians...
The way their souls are on display.
The shining is through their songs.

We are moved.
That is the Mojo. That is the Zone. 
That is the northern light, iridescent, 
fiber optic version of lighting up the world around us.

These gifts seem innate.
Whether a drum beating strong,
or an orchestra exploding into the grand finale...
time and setting aside,
our hair stands on end as the music moves us.

If those with baking skills were surrounded 
by mere rice and beans
their dishes would still be delicacies.

If the athletic were building mud huts,
we would wonder at their strength.

I think God created us this way,
to shine His light in a darkening world.
The Creator.  The original. 

And to think that maybe each of us
 is a product of His Mojo. 
We are the beats to his song...
The fondant creations on His triple layer cake...
The Fakie-Beta-Flip 
with a Chinese-Ollie 
and a Ghetto-Bird 
on a skateboard.

My hope for you this Christmas 
is that you would shine your light.
That you would seek to find 
The Light Of The World.
And that you might never walk in darkness...

Sunday, November 29, 2015

Sooo I got tired of the Facebook...

Three days into Thanksgiving break 
I reached the end of the internet...
decided you guys probably did the same
 so maybe I should write again.

Blogging will give me something to do
(other than pinterest fail crafts 
with the kids
and making fattening food 
for the hunk of a hubby)

and you will have something to read.

Win. Win.

So it has been a while.

Last post was August 10, 2014....

really nothing much has changed.

(oops I mean cycle) 

Although we did graduate a kid!! 
woo hoo VICTORY

I decided to paint again, 
and stay home again, 
and paint some more.

We got a dog.  
My new BFF.

I love him because he is loyal.

He stays up late with me
and follows me to the bathroom.

He puts his foot under mine 
when I am cooking...
then yipes as if he is being abused.

We got him thanks to the
Future Farmers of America Club.

They put on a "petting zoo" event
for the elementary school.

Which is actually a code for
"bring all your adorable puppies
to relocate to families 
with vulnerable parents
that are unprepared for the 
barrage of heart tugging
picture texts of youngest
children holding previously
mentioned dogs."

Sort of like when they have 
cute puppies for sale at the edge 
of the Walmart parking lot.

Only imagine your car stalled as you 
were driving by,
and the people just put the puppy
in your window and ran away.

We were too. 
But when it was all said 
and done, 
we were 
proud/dazed pet owners.
He is great really though.
Except for a few things 
like dog flatulence,
but really. 
He is great.

Oscar's presence has created
a new mantra for my life.
"Kids and Dogs"

It fits any situation for me.
Pretty much covers all things.
The vacuum has been recently utilized
but suddenly there appears:
8 Barbies
7896 legos
2 candy wrappers
a pair of underwear
and the remains of a soccer ball
on the dining room floor.

I say with a martyred sigh...
"kids and dogs

There needs to be a delivery
to choir practice,
someone needs a pair of socks,
the kitchen is on fire,
and the dog needs out to poop...
"kids and dogs

See how that works.

Now its midnight.
I have typed out a little update
and when the morning comes
there will be a sweet 
six o'clock
pitter patter of my babies
a sloppy kiss from the mutt
and I will (joyfully)
awake and (with a smile) murmur



Friday, May 24, 2013

Let's pretend it isn't midnight....

 And let's just get started by saying 


Which was obviously named such by the principal

since the school is now SUPER quiet 
and the rest of the world
(as in mothers everywhere) 
have just entered the 

My day, in fact, 
went something like this:

  • Get up waaay too late

  • Throw the babies in a quick bath
(Since school got out a week ago 
   and they may or may not have been 
        hosed off since...)

  • Load the littles in the vinivan for VBS 
(Pronounced "Baby-S" by sweet little Elsa)

  • Gripe at the big kids for primping and sleeping instead of cleaning up after me and the littles

  • Carry Elsa around on my hip for 3 hours while herding 17 kindergarteners around the church PTL.

  • Rush home and shove cheese tortillas in their little mouths

  • Realize I am late for a meeting that I had sent myself a reminder but unfortunately disregarded 
  • as I had misspelled the anacronym to remember it by

  • Rush to meeting

  • Rush home

  • Rush to paint job

  • Rush home
  •  (all the extra bullets stand for other stuff...
  • like vacuuming
  • and brushing my teeth
  • and checking facebook 89 times
  • just use your imagination)

  • Rush to Baby-S Program 
  • (sorry it is just so cute)

  • Rush home

  • Decide I am gonna need to get organized 
  • so I go online in search 
  • of a daaaaling printable menu plan

  • Spend 4 hours looking for one but nothing suits my fancy

  • Spend 4 hours drawing one myself

  • Realize I spelled Menu wrong 
  • (so what I was real tired)

  • Spend 4 hours editing it on the computer

  • Decide in order to validate my horrendous time management skills, I should write a blog and share it with you.

  • So Happy Summer "vacation
  • to you my friends
May your Menues be
ever beautiful
as you spend your life savings
feeding the children...

Monday, February 25, 2013

The place I call home. AKA Freakshow


I was gonna go to the city today...

Not the real city city but the

close bigger than hometown city

Ya know with a WalMart.

But there was ice on the road

So I stayed home and instead of painting...

I painted.

My buddy who strangely escapes

her reality by doing fun stuff

like painting under other people's

grungy sinks

Came and helped.

Thank The Lord.

And others had to occupy themselves

Until starvation threatened

And Dad went on a candy run
to the grocery store.

So now it is bedtime
And I am too tired
to get them ready for bed

And when I looked down I was strangely
Holding 7 forks in my hand

Then Miss Elsa brushed my hair
Really roughly and told me that
I look like a snowmobile.

And then there was this:

And then there was this:

And if that doesn't give you
A little peek into this here
Freakshow I dunno what to say.

So here is the before and afta of
My forever perfectly perfect
Kitchen cupboards:

And of course I shoved all
the dirty dishes off to the side
For the after shot.

Thank you and goodnight.


Wednesday, February 20, 2013

OH Hey There!!

It has only been a month

(or 5)

since I have spent any time on this here bloggy because:

1. The masses in my midst have monopolized every waking second of my life

until recently when they

congruently developed extraordinary selective hearing skills

therefore forcing me once again into the

position of vocalizing

into the vast cyber universe

as my only option for personal validation.

2. Last fall I applied for a class

to develop a business plan.

The opportunity was sponsored through the local community college (NJC) and funded by the El Pomar Foundation.

And woooo hooooo I got selected!

The businesses participating in the program received 6 college credits,

training to develop a business plan,

a chance to win some $$,

and a handy-dandy-notebook...

(translate--> IPAD!!)

3. My addiction to facebook and instagram became all encompassing and I have only began to come to terms with the issue.

And that, my friends is what I have been doing for the past 5 months...

Oh and painting...

Oh and trying to get the IPAD away from the little mongrels that hog it all day until the battery is dead...

Oh and picking up a toy here and there and tossing some clothes in the washer on occasion...


PS. I ended up loving the class and WINNING the $$$ and am so excited that my business is taking off like crazy and I am getting paid to color paint on people's walls!!

So now I am back to the bloggity

using this fancy keyboard

I inherited from my big sista

that makes a perfect little clickity clack.

It wasn't suited to her gargantuan hubby's fingers. (see below)

Oh if I only had long secretary-like fingernails to add to the joy...

So here are some pics to catch u up...

or if you would rather,

I could just keep rambling??!!?

Ok... a bit of both!

Elsa is doing great!! After a few different attempts to fix the growing pressure in her right eye, the doctors put in a tube shunt. This allows the extra fluid in her eye to drain off. more eye drops (for now)! Her vision continues to grow and has far exceeded what the original prognosis entailed. She is SASSY and SWEET and has her own bubbly perspective on life. We are trying to patch her left eye an hour a day to strengthen the muscles in her right one. And it is a little easier now that we have developed some negotiating skills. She wears the patch as long as: she is chewing bubble gum, playing the IPAD, and I am constantly watching her for the ripping off intervention. We are far from perfect, but doing better.
Josi is keeping busy. She is just finishing up her 8th Grade basketball season, perfecting eye-rolling and has strangely disappeared into her room, appearing only to request food or a car ride.
Levi is anxiously waiting his 16th Birthday next month. I'm not suggesting that our house is chaotic or anything but for some reason he seems really eager to be able to just drive away. On his own. By himself.
Milo has been loving preschool and uses bathroom words whenever he doesn't think I am listening. He has started to learn to read and write which is one of the most amazing things to watch in your kid. I love translating his vowel-anemic words like TRNSFRMRS and SBRTTHTGR.

Big Larry and I are just trying to be adults.

OK not really, but the fight against senility is futile so we just roll with it.

Hope today finds you with sunshine in your soul and a smile across your mug.