Tidbits about us

Here is the gossip from us . . .

I have let my hair grow long.  The longest it's been in years.  And I did it for a man!  *snort*

Carson is wearing two new pieces of man jewelry.  Both of them were gifts, from separate girls.

We received a tip from a Patron in the book drop at the library.  We had better not spend it all in one place.  He ha.

I continue to be fascinated and take photos of the sky.  I can't get over the beauty of it, such constant and mesmerizing changes.

Sunrise

                                                                            Sunset

Birthday pics

Micah's big 13th!

Love this boy!

Micah's 13th Birthday

Micah turned 13 years old today.  We celebrated by cooking one of his favorite dinners (beef roast and vegies in the crock pot).  Then we had cake and ice cream and opened presents.  He chose to play "Risk" and then watch a movie.  It was a fun day, and I am so proud of him.  I will post pics soon.

In the blink of an eye

In the blink of an eye, they say, children grow up.  Yes, I know I sound like my parents saying that, but it's a true statement.  My youngest son Micah will be a teenager in a couple of days.  Where has the time gone?   I am trying to process this before the clock ticks off another year of his growing up days.

Micah is my little wise Yoda, huggy, happy boy.  He has always been that way, since the day he was born. Somehow in the miracle of genetic make-up, he missed all of his parents flaws, and kept what is best about both of us.  I love this boy dearly, and will try hard not to shed a tear on his big day.  These are the best days!

Halloween time

Pumpkins and pumpkin seeds.

Carson carved the name of the girl he likes on his pumpkin this year.  I am so not ready for this.

Micah made another "Jack" face, which showed up so awesome in the dark.

 We visited our traditional "Pumpkinland."

Carson and Micah had fun with friends at our annual neighborhood get together.                                        

There was no need for ghouls and ghosts at our house this year.  The scariest part was the German soldiers handing out candy to the little Trick or Treaters at the front door.  Ha ha.

 Happy Halloween!

Everyday love

Warning:  this post may be a little personal and opinionated.  However, this blog is mine.  So, I have a couple of things to say.

As a woman who has been the recipient of abuse, deception, and a few other things in a marriage, I have learned something. Well,  I have learned many things, but one of those is that love is so important in little everyday things. Sometimes it's big and overwhelming, but it is the everyday love that counts.  The way a man and a woman treat each other, and do not abuse each other's feelings.  It's important to hug after a quarrel, to be kind and loving at the beginning and end of each day.

Why am I thinking about this?  Well, I know a couple who have little children.  I have not seen this man, who is a husband and father, act happy (or even patient) with his wife or children in a long time.  I knew there was trouble, the writing was on the wall.  You couldn't be near them without noticing his frustrated looks at the kids and rolling eyes at his wife.  Now this same man is on social network on a daily basis, admitting a short separation from his lovely wife, extolling her virtues, and admitting his bad behavior for years.  He tags her in every post so that she and everyone in her life can see his pleading for forgiveness.  This is probably embarrassing for her, and my heart aches for the way she must feel.  I have offered a listening ear, but do not want to interfere in any way, except to say this now to you.  You who have no idea who I am talking about. Because it might make me feel better.  The last post that I read, this guy said that he just realized last night that his behavior had been horrible for the last 12 years.  12 years!!  He loves his wife and hopes it isn't too late, he says. We all make mistakes, and sometimes we need to say we are sorry.  However, a man who waits 12 years to decide to say he is sorry, is a man who is scared of losing it all.  Probably scared because he never thought his wife would say enough is enough.  A husband who waits 12 years has waited too long. You should have said it the first day, and and every day after that.

I feel better now, and ever so grateful for a husband who has open arms for me, even when things aren't perfect.

 

Cooler days

I welcome this cooler weather.  It's my favorite kind of day, when we do not need heat or air conditioning, and I even like the rain.  There is so much relief that the heat of the summer seems to be behind us.  Perhaps it comes from my father's blue blood family, who's motherland was England and Denmark.  Vacations in hot California and sunny Hawaii, count me out!  I'll take a beautiful castle, rock cliff, or a garden, and an overcast day.  Those things are what my dreams are made of.