Sunday, September 28, 2008

Tag your it.

I was tagged...
6 Random things about me:

Here are the tagging rules:Post the rules on your blog
Write 6 random things about yourself

#1 I am a site stalker. I have a few blogs, and websites that I check regularly.
Here are a couple of them:, and . The first is for fun, the second, even though is a fun site, has some amazing photos, many of people I know. (so, that makes me an internet stalker....but, Laura knows)

#2 I love to watch the Cosby show at night. It still makes me laugh.

#3 I have ridden a van pool to work for 9 1/2 years with many of the same women. It is kind of like an extended family, and even though we sometimes get on each others nerves, we really care about each other.

#4 I worry too much and internalize a lot.

#5 I am going to start going back to the gym tomorrow night. (tomorrow Monday, not the tomorrow that never comes)

#6 I have really come to appreciate electricity.

I am suppose to tag others, but.... I think the only people who read this have either been tagged or are the tagger (thanks Laura, PS, missed you and your family today hope all is well)

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

My ride to Kentucky

Here I am riding on the bridge over Kentuky Lake, and entering into the area called the "Land between the Lakes"

The weekend we were there, an antique boat show was occuring. We were able to see lots of nostalgia in the boats.

We were blessed to have missed the rain, both coming and going. We also had great temperatures. I was able to meet some really great folks, and do some shopping with some of the other wives. I found a great little rooster for my table. (a great buy at only $4)

This area is beautiful . We stayed at Barkley Lake Lodge. This is a great place for family vacations. The days were warm, and the nights were cool. There were plenty of sight seeing opportunities, and there are areas where you can just sit and relax. This is a picture from the porch of our room. I sat one morning and watched the fish jumping, and wished that Logan were here with us. He would have loved the "Nature" of the area.

Here are some of the deer that hung around just outside of the Lodge entrance. As I said we stayed at the lodge where the rest of the board members stayed, but there are cabins available as well. We were told they sleep 4,6, or 8, and are fully stocked with utensils. All you add is food and fun.

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Monday, September 8, 2008

Man am I glad to be home

Here are a few of the pictures from our trip. Others will follow, including one of me when I was bored on the back of the motorcycle. I took a picture and was sending it to people. I also figured out how to access facebook from my phone, so I was able to keep myself busy while dodging all the love bugs.
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Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Simple things

On Monday, I went to go see a dear friend of mine. This woman took a chance on me many years ago, and has recently retired, sold her home, and moved to the country. Rozie is now living in the country. She gave the preacher and I a tour of her new "homestead", with the main house still in progress. She kept us laughing while there, which is something I have always appreciated about her. She can find the humor in anything. For example here is a picture of her new bathroom door. (She says there is a story with this door, but she is still tring to decide what it is)

Rozie has always been a great recycler. She has also found a barn that she had all the wood removed from, and milled into her new kitchen cabinets. Most of us would have tossed the wood, or used it to make a really big bonfire. She talked to us about enjoying life in a small community, and how different it was than living in a fast paced Houston suburb. She also has a new love in her life in the form of a fuzzy jack russell terrier rescue pup. Being a cat person since I have known her, I really got a kick out of seeing her dote on "Molly wiggles be". I can almost see a children's story growing out of this relationship. Until her house is finished Rozie is having to enjoy the simple pleasures of country life. Things many of us forget about by living in the city. The amazing quiet, discovering how dark the night can get when there is no ambient light, and in contrast how bright the stars are. Rozie currently has no internet, no TV, and on a good day she says she can get fair reception with her cell phone.

Part 2 of this blog revolves around my grandsons of course. How fun it is to get to see them get enjoyment out of the simple things in life. Many of us have often made the decision that we are too busy to enjoy these simple pleasures. Logan is now playing tackle football. I have never seen a child so proud of a bruise. No I do not have any pictures of the bruises, for fear that CPS may swoop in at any second. Boy, they would be disappointed to hear that his bruise was the result of a GREAT tackle. (also, I have not had the opportunity to go to a game yet) He can talk for 30 minutes about a takle that took him 2 seconds to complete. But... being the grandma I love to see the joy in his eyes when he talks about what he loves. Kind of reminds me of his Dad who at a very early age could spout off sports statistics better than most sportscasters.

Ethan, on the ohter hand.... is learning lots of simple pleasures, like sneaking a drink out of Pop's coke when Mom and Dad are not looking, or eating Oreo's dipped in milk with Dad.

But the latest joy is to see him leading singing with every song leader on Sunday mornings, or dancing to his singing bunny who waits patiently in the corner of my living room waiting for E's return and his never tiring energy. We have learned to keep the batteries charged and in waiting.

These small pleasure in my life have reminded me of this verse. Phillipians 4:11 "11Not that I speak from want, for I have learned to be content in whatever circumstances I am. "

I hope that we all can learn to be content. Whether it is dancing with the bunnies, explaining the finer points of a good tackle, or just learning to listen to the quiet.