Today, the seven year anniversary of heaven gaining an angel, I embark on a new adventure. Mary Jane always instilled life long learning in all of the children she came in contact with, even her own.
Over 2 years ago, C and I tried to reproduce one of his family’s old recipes. Needless to say, I ruined it. I was crushed. Other than a few box or pre-made mixes, I have NOT baked since then. I was mortified to dust my apron off and try again.
Until last week, that is. I was watching an ep of Dr. Oz with Rachel Ray. She shared a similar story, but she didn’t bake again for near 30 years. After her hiatus, she started off slow and got back into it. If the 30 minute meal guru can do it, why can’t I?
For Christmas, C got me a stand mixer. He knew I wanted to conquer this fear. Best gift ever. I love that guy. A great material gift, but it MEANS so much more.
So, in honor of the best mom in the world, I break the seal on that enormous box and conquer that intimidation. I chose an oatmeal butterscotch cookie. They came out ok, with room for improvement. I am not feeling down, that I did not knock it out of the park. I will try again and keep practicing.
The mudder would be so proud. I did not shed one tear today. Several people shared their memories of her. This helped to keep me in great spirits. I continue to keep her in my heart and know that she is always with me. She “shows” herself quite often as a reminder…
After talking to a friend that I haven’t heard from in a while, I got this text…
“Your momma raised a wonderful woman! She’s with you Katy, always remember that. I’m glad you were brought in to our lives 🙂 You are good people!”
Of course, I instantly burst into tears. But it did made me feel good. I miss you, Mom. Merry Christmas, hope you and Chick Hearn are sending our boys good vibes!!
At dinner tonight, my dad’s wife brought up this new Barbie with tattoos. Say what?! You’re kidding… You know me? Whip out the handy dandy iPhone and google it. Sure enough…
She’s pretty, right? In my opinion, she was tastefully done. If you are a child, raised with parents that have tattoos, why not have a doll with tattoos also?
I’m sure many parents will choose NOT TO buy this for their child. To each his own. Thank God we live in a society where we can make decisions that may or may not affect how our own children are raised.
How do feel about her?
Every year we put on a Christmas Program for the parents. A few lines, bible verses, manger scene, lots of singing and jingle belling.
Somehow, I got put in charge of decor and props. I’ve been glittering EVERYTHING. Parents want to see spawkle on stage, right?!
So this post is in tune with the weekly theme of CELEBRATION, two fold. I am personally celebrating that my job of creating props is finished. Annnndd, this Friday, we will celebrate the holiday season on stage in front of the children’s family and friends!!
I keep hearing this song!
It touches my heart! I love it…
“First Day of my Life” by Bright Eyes
This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They’re spreading blankets on the beach
Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go
And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home
Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you’d just woke up
And you said “this is the first day of my life
I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”
So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me.
Miss Tima, Miss Tima, there’s a puppy on the slide!
Yea, ok…go play!
There’s a puppy ON the slide, a man threw him over the wall!
No imagination or pretending this time, a man really did throw him over and he was cowering on the playground equipment. It took a parent and I about 20 minutes to get him down!
He was filthy and scared and anxious. Once I picked him up, he was so loving and cozy.
After work, I took him to the vet to see if he had a microchip. He did not! I took him home. Cleaned him up. And took to all my social media avenues. Posted him on Facebook, posted ads on Craig’s List, tweets, text messages, etc.
Otis surprised me. I thought he would want to play play play! The initial intro was as expected. Shortly after, Otis didn’t want to have ANYTHING to do with Scruffle (my name for him, short for Scruffaluffugus)!
What a long night! My plan was to kennel him during the night so he wouldnt roam the pad aimlessly! Nope. Didn’t happen. He turned into Taz, barking, crying, scratching and flipping out. I tried putting him in Otis’ bed. Nope. He wanted to be IN the bed. Ugh. Didn’t feel to good about that. A stranger in my bed? Needless to say, I didn’t sleep.
The next morning, luckily a parent said she would take him. We are still trying to find him a home. Poor lil’ guy, I know he misses his family! I hope we can find him a permanent home!!
I’m not afraid of too many things, I can stomach alot! Flocks of BIRDS? Mmmhmm, yea…insert anxiety!
Not sure how it started, but I have realized my fear in my adult life. I’m ok with one bird, two birds, maybe even three. But when there’s a flock of them, forget it.
As a child, I always wondered where the birds went at night. You rarely see a bird at night! Several years ago I learned that ALL the crows of California go to sleep at DISNEYLAND. I remember it as if it were yesterday! My sister and I were in line to get popcorn at dusk. The whole sky turned black and constant cawing of crows was deafening. I was scared. I had to get away. I had to seek shelter.
In the past two days, 2 separate friends saw/encountered flocks of their own. Of course they HAD TO share. Luckily, pictures do not scare me. Thanks for sharing Rebekah and Jennifer!
Every year, it’s hard to tell how I will embrace the Holiday Season. When you lose a loved one during or near a special day, it is sometimes harder to enjoy that time of year.
Most of you know, I lost my mom around Christmas in 2004. It came quite suddenly. How can anyone prepare to lose a parent anyway?
This season, I have not been as melancholy as other times. So far, I have been finding ways to include her memories and keep it happy. Jenn found me the perfect bedazzled, spawkly hummingbird. It is so beautiful! Every year, starting today, it will be the first thing I put on my tree! Starting new traditions and remembering old ones is the key for me to stay in the spirit!!
What ways do you catch the spirit? Have any traditions that you’d like to share?