It's that time of the week....time to fess up and post your link to Mr. Linky (seriously, why aren't more of you doing this? It is so dang fun, c'mon!).
My confession for the day:
Reason #974 why I hate Girl Scout Cookies: A box arrived at our house from my neice the other day. We only bought 4 boxes, there were 8 in there. 3 of them were shortbread, my personal weakness. I ate an entire tube of them in about 20 minutes. Damn Girl Scouts and their delicious treats.
Your turn!
Friday, April 24, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Today
Today I just want to me Mom.
Today I just want to drink coffee in my PJs and play cars and barbies.
Today I want to be in sweats.
Today I want to unplug a toilet that isn't in my visitor center.
Today I want to eat Pixar Cars Mac N Cheese for lunch.
Today I want to curl up and read Dr. Seuss with two sweet little children who will snuggle up close and listen to my every word.
Today I want to tuck my little ones in for a nap so they can have an extra kiss, hug and an I love you from me.
Today I want to be home when they come wandering out of their rooms with their hair all messed up, rubbing their eyes perched atop their pink & warm I-just-woke-up-from-my-nap-and-couldn't-wait-to-see-you cheeks.
Today.
Today I just want to drink coffee in my PJs and play cars and barbies.
Today I want to be in sweats.
Today I want to unplug a toilet that isn't in my visitor center.
Today I want to eat Pixar Cars Mac N Cheese for lunch.
Today I want to curl up and read Dr. Seuss with two sweet little children who will snuggle up close and listen to my every word.
Today I want to tuck my little ones in for a nap so they can have an extra kiss, hug and an I love you from me.
Today I want to be home when they come wandering out of their rooms with their hair all messed up, rubbing their eyes perched atop their pink & warm I-just-woke-up-from-my-nap-and-couldn't-wait-to-see-you cheeks.
Today.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Time for a change
Why is change such a hard thing for people to accept? And why can't we as humans, easily separate our own personal desires from what is needed when it comes to change?
Me, I embrace change. Without change, I get bored. Sort of explains my resume I guess. But what I cannot handle are people who can't see the greater good beyond their own selfish perceptions of what is important.
I wish there was a manual for those of us on both sides of an issue to take a broader look at change and see it from the other person's perspective as well as what is best for the greater good.
I guess that is my learning for the day. The greater good. I suppose I need to take my own medicine and step outside of my selfish desire to be an at-home mom and realize that if not for being a working mother, we honestly wouldn't be able to live in this community.
Hopefully in this I can be an example to others who need to take a look at the bigger picture and understand that change, while difficult to accept and comprehend, can sometimes be the best thing that could happen.
Change is a roller coaster ride, you just have to know the risks but get in hold on tight anyways and see where it leads. You might end up feeling exhilarated and renewed for having taken the chance.
Me, I embrace change. Without change, I get bored. Sort of explains my resume I guess. But what I cannot handle are people who can't see the greater good beyond their own selfish perceptions of what is important.
I wish there was a manual for those of us on both sides of an issue to take a broader look at change and see it from the other person's perspective as well as what is best for the greater good.
I guess that is my learning for the day. The greater good. I suppose I need to take my own medicine and step outside of my selfish desire to be an at-home mom and realize that if not for being a working mother, we honestly wouldn't be able to live in this community.
Hopefully in this I can be an example to others who need to take a look at the bigger picture and understand that change, while difficult to accept and comprehend, can sometimes be the best thing that could happen.
Change is a roller coaster ride, you just have to know the risks but get in hold on tight anyways and see where it leads. You might end up feeling exhilarated and renewed for having taken the chance.
Friday, April 17, 2009
'Fess Up Friday
My confession today:
I am playing hooky and spending extra time with my kiddos instead of going to work. I didn't call in sick, didn't make up a lie, I am just spending time with my kids (well other than blogging right now) and I can hear them screaming and fighting in the other room so I best get in there to referee.
Your turn! Post your confession and link it through Mr. Linky to the right....
Uh oh, I think someone might be bleeding now.....
I am playing hooky and spending extra time with my kiddos instead of going to work. I didn't call in sick, didn't make up a lie, I am just spending time with my kids (well other than blogging right now) and I can hear them screaming and fighting in the other room so I best get in there to referee.
Your turn! Post your confession and link it through Mr. Linky to the right....
Uh oh, I think someone might be bleeding now.....
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Life in a northern town
I finally figured it out. I figured out what my issue is. (well, one of the many that is) Life in a small town, for me, is a challenge. I often make fun of Sandpoint and its quirks...but in all reality I know now that it isn't Sandpoint that I don't like.
After all, what isn't to like about living smack dab between a giant mountain and a gorgeous lake? Why wouldn't you love the easy access to outdoor activities? Honestly, that is my favorite thing.
But yesterday I had a short drive out to Dover, all by myself. No sweet little kiddos to talk to, no Imagination Mover's CD to disturb my thoughts. Just me and the road. And the traffic.
Yes, I said traffic. And by traffic, I don't mean the quantity, because let's face it, we don't have a lot. It was the pace. Slow.
That is my issue. The pace of life. Things are slow, a "take it easy mentality." A feeling of "oh well, no worries" if something isn't on time. Why on earth would that bother me? Because it gives me time to think about all that I am missing out on.
In a city, everything is at a much faster pace. Hurry here, hurry there, get it done, make it happen. There's no time to reflect until bedtime, and then you're so exhausted you pass out asleep as your head hits the pillow. And why on earth would someone want to live that way?
Because you don't have time to sit back and realize that someone else spends more time with your kids that you do.
You don't think about the fact that despite your best efforts to the contrary, work puts itself in the front of the line and your family loses the race sometimes.
You don't have time to cry because you had to go to a 7 am meeting and you didn't get to see your kids.
You don't have time to realize that you haven't even taken an entire week off to spend as a family just because.
You don't have the opportunity to dwell on the fact that now is the only time to really spend time with your kids because one day they'll be in school, playing with friends all the time, in sports, and quite frankly they won't want your time.
But they do now.
And that is what occupies my thoughts in this town, every day.
After all, what isn't to like about living smack dab between a giant mountain and a gorgeous lake? Why wouldn't you love the easy access to outdoor activities? Honestly, that is my favorite thing.
But yesterday I had a short drive out to Dover, all by myself. No sweet little kiddos to talk to, no Imagination Mover's CD to disturb my thoughts. Just me and the road. And the traffic.
Yes, I said traffic. And by traffic, I don't mean the quantity, because let's face it, we don't have a lot. It was the pace. Slow.
That is my issue. The pace of life. Things are slow, a "take it easy mentality." A feeling of "oh well, no worries" if something isn't on time. Why on earth would that bother me? Because it gives me time to think about all that I am missing out on.
In a city, everything is at a much faster pace. Hurry here, hurry there, get it done, make it happen. There's no time to reflect until bedtime, and then you're so exhausted you pass out asleep as your head hits the pillow. And why on earth would someone want to live that way?
Because you don't have time to sit back and realize that someone else spends more time with your kids that you do.
You don't think about the fact that despite your best efforts to the contrary, work puts itself in the front of the line and your family loses the race sometimes.
You don't have time to cry because you had to go to a 7 am meeting and you didn't get to see your kids.
You don't have time to realize that you haven't even taken an entire week off to spend as a family just because.
You don't have the opportunity to dwell on the fact that now is the only time to really spend time with your kids because one day they'll be in school, playing with friends all the time, in sports, and quite frankly they won't want your time.
But they do now.
And that is what occupies my thoughts in this town, every day.
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