Free three

On the a free day would be spent post Mark commented

a pub, a book, a beer

I know Mark and if he weren’t with his wife and my niece that’s where he’d want to be and what he’d want to be doing.

My free day if not with my kids

A friend, Panera Bread, an unsweetened iced tea

What are your three?

to note. . .

An honest man's word is his bond.

A half truth is a whole lie. ~Yiddish Proverb

A lie may take care of the present, but it has no future. ~Author Unknown

We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing that we fear grows stronger. ~Tad Williams

When a man lies, he murders some part of the world. ~Rospo Pallenberg and John Boorman, Excalibur, based on Le Morte d'Arthur by Thomas Malory


When you lie everything you’ve ever said is taken in as suspect.~Milly

It's a sick game sir to lie for your own amusement and a game not well played at that.

A free day would be spent. . .

Have you ever wanted to wonder why but just couldn’t find the time or the real motivation?

Is that laziness or being too busy or just not giving a damn?

So there you are laying in the clover patch thinking why can’t I wonder why and it hits you. . . a honey bee right between the eyes.

Are you allergic. I’m not.

I can pick them up and move them over for you.

If I a butterfly landed on your nose would you hold your breath and enjoy the moment?
I would.

I wonder where the nearest clover patch is.

Want to meet me there?

God works in some interesting ways

As I drove to the hospital I began to think about a conversation I had with a coworker. He and I talked about how God works in our lives. Several things had happened to those he loved including death, he was angry with God for the happenings so he went mountain climbing. We do that metaphorically but he actually did it, once he reached the top he began yelling at God. “Is that all you’ve got!” he spent a bit of time yelling at God. It came to him that God was there the he wasn’t alone and that no matter what He would be there for him and there is nothing that he can’t handle because God wouldn’t let go of Him.

So here I was driving to the hospital worried about my dad thinking that I once again had one of those conversations. All I could think was “God is preparing me again, He did with my mom, my uncle, and now He was doing it again.” Don’t get me started on the music that was playing on the radio The Dance golly gee way to get to me.

I have to say that my dad is a tough guy. Several months ago he passed out backing his boat in the water and ended up knee deep in the lake H20. That’s knee deep inside the truck. The doctor thought it was a medication. This time was a big red flag with a flashing light and a loud alarm, he blacked out again in Canada. He went to fish, he loves fishing. They had the chopper on the way he refused to go to the hospital after they revived him. I offered to drive him to the doctor but he refused. They sent him to a specialist, they immediately walked him to the OR. Here’s where he becomes the talked about patient of the day people to whom have a heart rate of thirty are usually brought in to the ER or rushed into a doctor’s office looking very ill. My dad had driven several miles and walked in on his own.

As for fishing well he took second in the tournament and says that he would have taken first had he fished all the days. And yes he says it with a big o’ smile on his face.

I spent the night watching my dad remembering times of a younger stronger man. My dad came in the door ready to love his family that’s why we rushed to be with him. He saw the blessings in his life. Whenever we were sick my dad was soft and gentle he spoke softly to us. I remember how he would move my hair out of my face. My dad had seemed to be invincible when I was a kid and there he was in a bed, in pain, looking so different. Still he’s the best dad in the world and my family and I will now take care of him. (Like it or not. . . he grumbles a bit at us. )

He is so grounded!
No fishing for a while!

with the kids . . .car conversations are so priceless

Miss Littles: Mom we watched a show about a man who lives with bears

The boy spoke up saying something about it being dangerous

Mom: I saw a show about a man who lived with wolves and when the wolves peed around the tent he peed around the tent.



The boy: They were marking their territory.



Mom: Chicks would move the tent

The Boy: They were marking their territory.

Mom: Still. . .Ick!

The Boy: They were marking their territory it's what they do.

Mom: I’m just saying I would move the tent rather than pee around my tent

The Boy: They were marking their territory!

Mom: I'm just saying. . .

The Boy: They were marking the territory!

Mom: It's gross that's all.

The Boy: They were marking their territory!

Mom: Chicks don’t do stuff like that

The Boy: They were marking their territory!

Mom: Is that what you are doing at home because. . . ick. . . and I see no need to do that.

The Boy:MOM!!!!
Miss Littles giggles from the back seat

See priceless!

BAM!

Don’t you hate it when you get sucker punched!

There you are and then BAM you’re on the floor!

Words folks!

Think before you speak!

Prayers

• Please add Preacherman and his family to your prayer list. He’s ill again.

The sun brings a new day as one ends

I’ve made a little change on my header as you may have noted. It’s a picture that I took while riding in a boat at Disney World in Florida.

I chose this one because it’s not only pretty to look at but it also shows a phase in my life. The vacation was without the man that I was married to for 20 years. He wasn’t invited to join us and I made that very clear. I remember sitting on that boat watching the sun give way to night thinking that it was an ending of a life I know.

I haven’t gone into the divorce without knowing that we will be pain. I was afraid of what it would do to my children. I was afraid of what it would do financially. I was afraid to stay with this man.

I also know that with each sunset is a sunrise and I’m ready to see the beginning of a new day.

God paints the sky and I am blessed

PS Miss Littles has a great cake recipe on her site http://littlesworld-milly.blogspot.com/

As in my life. . . . . .

The boy and I went to see Get Smart today. It’s not for young kids due to the language and stuff but it was a funny movie. I enjoyed the music and the references to the original show. The movie wasn’t too much like the show but gave us old folks enough to smile at.

My daughter’s new favorite movie is The Spiderwick Chronicles. I enjoyed the movie each time I had to watch it. I loved the flower fairies such a pretty fantasy. Miss Littles has professed to me that she sees fairies in her room and once in awhile throughout the house. We’re sure to invite them along when we move. She has wonderful delights about how they play about and tells me that some aren’t so nice. I suppose the fairy world isn’t that far from ours.

At church folks are full of concern for us. It’s appreciated and I do feel the love and blessings but it’s as if someone is around every corner. I spoke with a sister today and shocked her by telling her what had been going on. I had assumed most of those who know us knew.

The boy and I are watching the news. It’s always a fun thing for me to do because he’s so smart and has lots of opinions. Miss Littles watches the local news every morning and will have a cake recipe for ya’ll posted soon. I’ve tasted it and think you should make yourself one.

Things around here have been a bit off to say the least. Mediation went well enough and I’m processing what was said.

Last night I spent some time talking with a friend after work. I’ll have some views on what we talked about sometime. I’ve always tried to see things in different shoes and she certainly showed me a different sneaker.


God is my sanctuary