Well...things happen for a reason. I was really down about not bringing home a puppy that I fell in love with this weekend. In doing some research...I find that this breed is extremely hard to house break and hates other animals...I'm glad I didn't get it!
Be Well
Monday, March 09, 2009
Sunday, March 08, 2009
They say it's my birthday....
Today is my birthday...and it has been wonderful!! I am so blessed to have the most wonderful, special, husband and kids on earth! We spent the afternoon together...which I absolutely loved! My favorite times in the world are those spent my family...those are the times that I treasure!
We started the day with church, and in fact, took a step this morning that is long overdue. We joined the church after attending for more than three years. I think it was a good move...but for some reason it has been a difficult thing for me to do. I like the church very much, and do feel comfortable there...so I really have no idea what my problem has been.
After church we went to lunch at Texas Roadhouse. The food was wonderful and the atmosphere was fun and upbeat!! Then, on to Chas's for cake, presents and NASCAR. Unfortunately, no one told Jimmie Johnson that it was my birthday...so he didn't make that special effort to win the race! Oh well, maybe next week.
I spent all day Saturday and most of Saturday night with an infected gum, which drained continually and hurt like the dickens...it seems to have finally begun to heal now. The pain is gone and the infection and drainage have subsided.
The only down side of the weekend was saying no to something that I really wanted...in order to do the practical, responsible thing...as usual. All things being what they are...car repairs, dental work, and house painting in the offing...not to mention job uncertainty during the days ahead...it just isn't a good time to spend $300 on a cuddly pal. Sometimes...following your brain instead of your heart sucks. But...as a wise person once said..."It's what you do that defines you." So...here's to...definition.
The coming week has already shaped up to be long, and probably awful...but hopefully it will pass quickly. Council on Tuesday promises to be long and intense due to codification issues and impending elections, and the absence of several co-workers...some all week and some for a portion of it will ensure added workload and stress. That's life...this too shall pass.
Be Well
We started the day with church, and in fact, took a step this morning that is long overdue. We joined the church after attending for more than three years. I think it was a good move...but for some reason it has been a difficult thing for me to do. I like the church very much, and do feel comfortable there...so I really have no idea what my problem has been.
After church we went to lunch at Texas Roadhouse. The food was wonderful and the atmosphere was fun and upbeat!! Then, on to Chas's for cake, presents and NASCAR. Unfortunately, no one told Jimmie Johnson that it was my birthday...so he didn't make that special effort to win the race! Oh well, maybe next week.
I spent all day Saturday and most of Saturday night with an infected gum, which drained continually and hurt like the dickens...it seems to have finally begun to heal now. The pain is gone and the infection and drainage have subsided.
The only down side of the weekend was saying no to something that I really wanted...in order to do the practical, responsible thing...as usual. All things being what they are...car repairs, dental work, and house painting in the offing...not to mention job uncertainty during the days ahead...it just isn't a good time to spend $300 on a cuddly pal. Sometimes...following your brain instead of your heart sucks. But...as a wise person once said..."It's what you do that defines you." So...here's to...definition.
The coming week has already shaped up to be long, and probably awful...but hopefully it will pass quickly. Council on Tuesday promises to be long and intense due to codification issues and impending elections, and the absence of several co-workers...some all week and some for a portion of it will ensure added workload and stress. That's life...this too shall pass.
Be Well
Sunday, March 01, 2009
It's been a long, miserable weekend! After having a tooth pulled on Friday, I spent all night Friday night, all day Saturday and all night Saturday night in throbbing pain. The pain seems to have finally let up...for the most part...but the swelling has set in with a vengence. I look like a hampster with a jaw full of food now. I will be glad to be on the other side of this mess.
Meanwhile, I have Park and Rec Board meeting tomorrow night, so I really hope I look normal by then. My co workers were peeved that I was off on Friday...so on top of the whole tooth thing itself...I'm sure Monday will not be fun.
Sugar (our grandog) had an awful bout with pancreatitis on Friday night and I think we came very close to losing her. She is the sweetest Beagle you'll ever meet! The vet let her come home early and she seems to be doing well now...just worn out completely.
On the upside, the tempuratures next week are supposed to be 60's and 70's! I can't wait!!! I am soooo ready for spring!!
My wonderful husband has gone to the grocery store after taking excellent care of an ailing, weinie wife all weekend. He is awesome! The race starts in a couple hours...but the way this weekend has gone...the 48 car will probably bite the dust early.
Here's hoping for a better week coming up!
Be Well
Meanwhile, I have Park and Rec Board meeting tomorrow night, so I really hope I look normal by then. My co workers were peeved that I was off on Friday...so on top of the whole tooth thing itself...I'm sure Monday will not be fun.
Sugar (our grandog) had an awful bout with pancreatitis on Friday night and I think we came very close to losing her. She is the sweetest Beagle you'll ever meet! The vet let her come home early and she seems to be doing well now...just worn out completely.
On the upside, the tempuratures next week are supposed to be 60's and 70's! I can't wait!!! I am soooo ready for spring!!
My wonderful husband has gone to the grocery store after taking excellent care of an ailing, weinie wife all weekend. He is awesome! The race starts in a couple hours...but the way this weekend has gone...the 48 car will probably bite the dust early.
Here's hoping for a better week coming up!
Be Well
Friday, February 27, 2009
This day sucked. I went to bed with a little discomfort in my gum and awoke at 4:30 a.m. with a toothache that led to having the tooth pulled by noon. The dentist was very good...and I felt no pain during the extraction...but now...IT HURTS! I go back in two weeks to begin the process of figuring out a partial of some sort. Holy cow!
Be Well
Be Well
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Great lunch hour...
Half of a sandwich, then I changed into shorts, t-shirt and tennis shoes and took a mile walk! The wind was warm on my skin...the sun brightened my soul! Now, THAT is a fabulous lunch hour! Gotta get back to work!!
Be Well!
Be Well!
Blah blah blah...
So...last night, in the midst of what seemed to be an interminable meeting I typed a random text to several people "blah blah blah..." it said. I received messages back confirming that they had been thinking the exact same thing. I chuckled, thinking it funny. This morning I realize that they were listening to the president. I usually google those speeches and read the text afterward...if I have missed hearing them...I think I'll skip this one.
Be Well
Be Well
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
The world is in chaos, the economy is in the toilet, this country is searching diligently for someone new to fight with...and what does the local media focus on...? A temporary, routine, precautionary boil order affecting only a tiny portion of a tiny town, following an ordinary main break that was repaired immediately. Ridiculous!
Be Well
Be Well
Monday, February 23, 2009
Something isn't right about this...
There is something decidedly wrong when your supervisor shows you a project that can't possibly be completed in less than three days....states "My goal is to have this finished by the end of the day," then...hands it to you.
Be Well
Be Well
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Finally home...the end of a long, sucky day. I'm struggling lately not to give in to the blues...some days it seems almost futile. I determined today, not to let the idiots get me down, so I kept a smile on my face and a lilt in my voice and made light conversation with customers. The saying goes that "you get what you give"...but that's not always true. It was true...from the strangers that I connected with today...I smiled and they smiled...even some who came in with an obvious chip on their shoulders. But the "bevy of biddies" smile not. I sometimes wonder how exhausting it must be to be that nasty and negative ALL the time.
On the upside, the temperature was in the upper 60's today, and it was beautiful! I sat outside on the curb during a late break this afternoon and just enjoyed the warmth of the sunshine on my skin. After we got home from work, I put a meatloaf and potatoes in the oven and we took off for a mile walk...it was fabulous! There were ducks on the pond and folks walking dogs and kids playing...! I could have walked for hours...or until it began to get chilly again!
Well, the trash is calling...we forgot to empty it week before last...don't want to do that again!
Be Well!
On the upside, the temperature was in the upper 60's today, and it was beautiful! I sat outside on the curb during a late break this afternoon and just enjoyed the warmth of the sunshine on my skin. After we got home from work, I put a meatloaf and potatoes in the oven and we took off for a mile walk...it was fabulous! There were ducks on the pond and folks walking dogs and kids playing...! I could have walked for hours...or until it began to get chilly again!
Well, the trash is calling...we forgot to empty it week before last...don't want to do that again!
Be Well!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
To whom it may concern,
Isn't it odd how time passes? Just when you think you have a handle on life...it comes off (the handle I mean) and you can't find the super glue. Sometimes I think I'm losing my mind...and then I realize that I'm just running too fast. I realize new things about the world, humanity, and myself everyday...actually...every few minutes. More and more I realize that we simply cannot control anything. All we can hope for is the ability to control how we react to things...and even that is a crap shoot. My brain races to embrace everything...and then it's too tired to use anything. The elusive dollar becomes more a dream than a possibility, and "Can't get no satisfaction" seems to have become a subconscious mantra. When is enough...enough. When is it time to enjoy...to be. Wouldn't it be nice to have forward hindsight.
Be Well.
Isn't it odd how time passes? Just when you think you have a handle on life...it comes off (the handle I mean) and you can't find the super glue. Sometimes I think I'm losing my mind...and then I realize that I'm just running too fast. I realize new things about the world, humanity, and myself everyday...actually...every few minutes. More and more I realize that we simply cannot control anything. All we can hope for is the ability to control how we react to things...and even that is a crap shoot. My brain races to embrace everything...and then it's too tired to use anything. The elusive dollar becomes more a dream than a possibility, and "Can't get no satisfaction" seems to have become a subconscious mantra. When is enough...enough. When is it time to enjoy...to be. Wouldn't it be nice to have forward hindsight.
Be Well.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Please help...
I don't give to a lot of charities, but there are a few that I do feel strongly about. One of those is March of Dimes. When my kids were small, we went door-to-door every year collecting for March of Dimes and when they changed to a "pass the envelope to your neighbor" strategy...I did that too.
On December 4th I will report to the All American Indian Center for an hour of "incarceration" as part of a fund raiser called Jail and Bail. Although this event will be done in a spirit of fun, the reality of the purpose for it is profoundly serious. Every year more than 460,000 babies are born prematurely, many with devastating birth defects and lifelong health problems.
The March of Dimes began in the 1920's in an effort to combat polio (which affected mostly children), and continues today in the fight against premature birth, birth defects, and low birth weight in infants. I believe in this cause and hope that you will join with me in supporting this effort. Contributions may be made via this link Jail and Bail. Thanks in advance for your help!
Be Well!
On December 4th I will report to the All American Indian Center for an hour of "incarceration" as part of a fund raiser called Jail and Bail. Although this event will be done in a spirit of fun, the reality of the purpose for it is profoundly serious. Every year more than 460,000 babies are born prematurely, many with devastating birth defects and lifelong health problems.
The March of Dimes began in the 1920's in an effort to combat polio (which affected mostly children), and continues today in the fight against premature birth, birth defects, and low birth weight in infants. I believe in this cause and hope that you will join with me in supporting this effort. Contributions may be made via this link Jail and Bail. Thanks in advance for your help!
Be Well!
Monday, October 13, 2008
Hell in a handbasket...
Good morning world! It's been a while! Whether I blog or not, the world keeps turning (thank heavens) and there are a couple of things that caught my attention this morning!
1) We recently had a very tragic event in Wichita...a drunk driver slammed into a mother and daughter as they crossed the street on the way to a preschool, killing them both. This was the drunk drivers fifth offense...and it looks as though he may keep his license even after conviction due to a loophole in the law. This makes me sick. I strongly believe that drunk drivers should lose their licenses upon the second conviction, and if they are caught driving without a license after that...they should get life in prison where they won't hurt anyone else.
2) A high school coach seems to be getting a 'wink and a nod' instead of being fired, after he let lose with a tirade of language during which he used the "F" word at least 17 times. One of the comments sited was that his language was no different that what students hear and use in the halls on a regular basis. Does no one else see a problem here????? Since when did it become okay to allow teachers or students to use that type of language??
We wander why no one has any respect for themselves or anyone around them anymore...there really isn't a mystery here. There are no standards for behavior...and apparently no consequences. Wake up people.
Be Well.
1) We recently had a very tragic event in Wichita...a drunk driver slammed into a mother and daughter as they crossed the street on the way to a preschool, killing them both. This was the drunk drivers fifth offense...and it looks as though he may keep his license even after conviction due to a loophole in the law. This makes me sick. I strongly believe that drunk drivers should lose their licenses upon the second conviction, and if they are caught driving without a license after that...they should get life in prison where they won't hurt anyone else.
2) A high school coach seems to be getting a 'wink and a nod' instead of being fired, after he let lose with a tirade of language during which he used the "F" word at least 17 times. One of the comments sited was that his language was no different that what students hear and use in the halls on a regular basis. Does no one else see a problem here????? Since when did it become okay to allow teachers or students to use that type of language??
We wander why no one has any respect for themselves or anyone around them anymore...there really isn't a mystery here. There are no standards for behavior...and apparently no consequences. Wake up people.
Be Well.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
A bedtime story for Charissa...
A Mouse In The House
There is a mouse in the house…
I said to my friend,
And here is a story…
Of making amends!
The saga began
On a mid-winter day,
I set out a trap…
In the usual way.
Now…I’m not a cranky,
Angry old hag…
But he gnawed a big hole
In my favorite bag!
Ate the middle right out
Of three loaves of bread…
Then munched a big hole
In Teddy Bear’s head!
He didn’t stop there,
If only he had…
I might not have gotten
So gosh darn mad!
The cheesecake for brunch,
He adorned with his feet…
Then he danced on the chair
Decorating the seat!
I nailed shut the door,
To his tiny abode,
Not knowing…of course,
That no one was home!
Far from discouraged,
As I hoped he would be…
He decided to sleep
In my bed…with me !
Deep in the midst
Of a wonderful dream
I sensed an intruder…
And started to scream.
My eyes opened wide
And what did I see?
Two tiny brown eyes
Staring at me!
He stood on the tip
Of my quivering nose...
In his white fluffy cap
And teensy bedclothes.
I lay there in fear
Awaiting his bite…
Instead he just ran,
With all of his might.
In a flash he was gone
I couldn’t find where…
But under the covers
He’d left a note there.
A truce he proposed…
With one small concession,
I must let him live…
Among my possessions.
I considered his offer,
I admit with disdain…
But then I conceded,
It was time for a change.
So I drug out my dollhouse
And dusted if off…
I cleaned all the floors
And made the bed’s soft.
I then put a sign
On the tiny front door…
"Come home Mr. Mouse",
This I implore!
Soon he moved in
And low and behold…
Best buddies we’ll be
Until we’re both old.
Copyright©2008 by VSchoonover. All rights reserved
A Mouse In The House
There is a mouse in the house…
I said to my friend,
And here is a story…
Of making amends!
The saga began
On a mid-winter day,
I set out a trap…
In the usual way.
Now…I’m not a cranky,
Angry old hag…
But he gnawed a big hole
In my favorite bag!
Ate the middle right out
Of three loaves of bread…
Then munched a big hole
In Teddy Bear’s head!
He didn’t stop there,
If only he had…
I might not have gotten
So gosh darn mad!
The cheesecake for brunch,
He adorned with his feet…
Then he danced on the chair
Decorating the seat!
I nailed shut the door,
To his tiny abode,
Not knowing…of course,
That no one was home!
Far from discouraged,
As I hoped he would be…
He decided to sleep
In my bed…with me !
Deep in the midst
Of a wonderful dream
I sensed an intruder…
And started to scream.
My eyes opened wide
And what did I see?
Two tiny brown eyes
Staring at me!
He stood on the tip
Of my quivering nose...
In his white fluffy cap
And teensy bedclothes.
I lay there in fear
Awaiting his bite…
Instead he just ran,
With all of his might.
In a flash he was gone
I couldn’t find where…
But under the covers
He’d left a note there.
A truce he proposed…
With one small concession,
I must let him live…
Among my possessions.
I considered his offer,
I admit with disdain…
But then I conceded,
It was time for a change.
So I drug out my dollhouse
And dusted if off…
I cleaned all the floors
And made the bed’s soft.
I then put a sign
On the tiny front door…
"Come home Mr. Mouse",
This I implore!
Soon he moved in
And low and behold…
Best buddies we’ll be
Until we’re both old.
Copyright©2008 by VSchoonover. All rights reserved
Friday, August 15, 2008
Gentle Dreams
There is a place
That’s so devine.
It’s warm and happy
All the time.
The grass is soft
And green and lush,
A gentle breeze
Moves through the brush.
The sun shines bright
Every day…
When last it stormed
Who can say.
Ocean waves
Roll slowly in
Revealing now…
A dolphin fin.
Children dance
And sing and play,
And laugh that
Special childlike way.
When nighttime comes
The stars appear,
Though darkness reigns
There is no fear.
Few find this place
And so it seems…
Perhaps it’s only
In our dreams.
So close those eyes
And let it come…
Your passport to…
The land of sun.
Copyright©2008 by VSchoonover. All rights reserved.
Saturday, August 02, 2008
Ode to Summer...
I know it's 100 degrees outside...but I have begun to notice the signs lately...of impending seasonal change. In the air...just a hint of fall. The trees beginning to droop, preparing for that annual surrender, children getting ready for school...so many things. I so love summer...and I so hate to see it go... so...
Goodbye My Friend
Days still long and gentle,
In the offing…signs from afar.
Summer sun is fading…
Autumn door…now stands ajar.
In the goodbye month of August
Come the warnings all too clear.
The air so subtly changing…
From the time I hold so dear.
Hint of fall now on the breeze…
I treasure every day.
Winds of change blow through the trees
Moving silently this way.
Soon…and very soon…
A chill will find my soul.
And settling there
To my despair…
Will leave its winter cold.
Copyright©2008 by VSchoonover. All rights reserved.
Goodbye My Friend
Days still long and gentle,
In the offing…signs from afar.
Summer sun is fading…
Autumn door…now stands ajar.
In the goodbye month of August
Come the warnings all too clear.
The air so subtly changing…
From the time I hold so dear.
Hint of fall now on the breeze…
I treasure every day.
Winds of change blow through the trees
Moving silently this way.
Soon…and very soon…
A chill will find my soul.
And settling there
To my despair…
Will leave its winter cold.
Copyright©2008 by VSchoonover. All rights reserved.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Change…
In the still, small hours of the morning
When the day is yet to be,
Life’s gently whispered omen
Comes silently to me.
The bud that opened up within
Has become a precious tree...
Don’t look back where life has been,
But toward what is yet to be.
In seasons all things come to pass
We cannot alter that...
But know that in the stormy blast
We should be…where we’re at!
Copyright©2008 by VSchoonover. All rights reserved.
In the still, small hours of the morning
When the day is yet to be,
Life’s gently whispered omen
Comes silently to me.
The bud that opened up within
Has become a precious tree...
Don’t look back where life has been,
But toward what is yet to be.
In seasons all things come to pass
We cannot alter that...
But know that in the stormy blast
We should be…where we’re at!
Copyright©2008 by VSchoonover. All rights reserved.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Charissa
The little girl’s laughter
Echoed through the rooms
Of the old house…
…waking it from
A long slumber.
The patter of
Her tiny feet…
…brought a smile
To its soul.
For a time…once again...
Princesses, fairies and gnomes
Roamed freely, puppies could talk,
And Pirate ships…
Sailed through the living room
In search of buried treasure.
The sun shone brighter
As imagination and wonder
Filled the air with a charge…
Beyond electricity.
Then she was gone.
Quiet routine…
Claimed the house once again,
As it settled back
Into the tick-tock
Of Life.
The Blessings
Of her joy…
Stored safely deep inside.
Copyright©2008 by VSchoonover. All rights reserved.
The little girl’s laughter
Echoed through the rooms
Of the old house…
…waking it from
A long slumber.
The patter of
Her tiny feet…
…brought a smile
To its soul.
For a time…once again...
Princesses, fairies and gnomes
Roamed freely, puppies could talk,
And Pirate ships…
Sailed through the living room
In search of buried treasure.
The sun shone brighter
As imagination and wonder
Filled the air with a charge…
Beyond electricity.
Then she was gone.
Quiet routine…
Claimed the house once again,
As it settled back
Into the tick-tock
Of Life.
The Blessings
Of her joy…
Stored safely deep inside.
Copyright©2008 by VSchoonover. All rights reserved.
Monday, June 16, 2008
And so it is...
...that I'm here again.With summer upon us, the days now fly by in a blur of sunrise...sunset....and not much in between but work. We cling to weekends like long lost lovers, hungry for just one more hour of bliss. The promise of sunshine in the air fills me with a longing for fun and frivolity, for late nights walking in the moonlight and long, slow days of soaking up the universe. Where does time go...
Be well!
Be well!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Just another Wednesday.
Like so many others before it, this Wednesday was just another blip on the radar of life. Nothing bad, nothing good, no remarkable happenings or unbelievable revelations. Just another day in the life. As I sit here looking out the window before me...watching the tree sway gently in the breeze as the golden sun sinks just beyond the horizon, into a lazy river of colors so beautiful...I forget...just for a moment...to even breath. I am afraid of disturbing this unforgettable moment of magic...with so much as even human frailty demands...inhaling. And then...in a moment so fleeting that I am amazed...it is gone...leaving behind only the memory of a thing created by a powerful God...who in his infinite wisdom knew...that one such as I...needed to witness poetic beauty with my eyes...that it might find it's way into my soul.
Be Well!
Be Well!
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