tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89958066939498563602023-06-20T21:34:58.606-07:00My PathMy September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-34811986304857634092011-10-05T19:13:00.000-07:002011-10-05T19:13:10.848-07:00PRAXIS II<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">nerves are amp-ted<br />
gears grinding in my mind<br />
time to turn out the answers<br />
to the questions<br />
so foreign and sublime</div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-8358147454988968392011-08-18T07:58:00.000-07:002011-08-18T07:58:27.018-07:00Bad Poetry Day!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">It is finally bad poetry day! The only day of the year that I can write bad poetry and not feel guilty by it all! So....here goes......hold on folks!<br />
<br />
I feel like writing poetry.<br />
The words I do not knowetry<br />
I think they should be flowery<br />
because that gives them...powery<br />
And of course the phrases should rhyme<br />
and they should do it all the time<br />
but that is hard to accomplish<br />
and I wonder if for lunch we'll have codfish<br />
Because it is a day for really bad poems<br />
I think this one will have no end...<br />
for only a talent scout could unearth<br />
the beginning of the end of this poem's dearth.<br />
Alas, my time runs short.....<br />
so I'll end this poem with the word......umm...the word<br />
what's the word I'm looking for here? oh yeah!............<br />
Daffodil!</div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-39304323642954194412011-06-21T09:05:00.000-07:002011-06-21T09:06:19.418-07:00I Choose<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">Yes, I have walked through the valley of the shadow of death.</div><div class="MsoNormal">And, I have known evil.</div><div class="MsoNormal">But, I choose not to do that any longer.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I have faced demons that had the same faces of the ones I love.</div><div class="MsoNormal">I have battled the devil in the form of those who “cared”.</div><div class="MsoNormal">And, I choose to forgive….and go on.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I have faced evil in the form of my own addictions and desires…</div><div class="MsoNormal">I have battled myself and lost….</div><div class="MsoNormal">But, </div><div class="MsoNormal">I have chosen to up my odds, </div><div class="MsoNormal">I have chosen to raise the bar and</div><div class="MsoNormal">I have chosen to Believe.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">To Believe in a power higher than myself…</div><div class="MsoNormal">Call it what you wish…</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">I </b>call Him, Father…</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">I</b> call Him, Brother and</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">I</b> call Him, my Savior.<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><o:p></o:p></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">And, now …</div><div class="MsoNormal">When I walk through the valley of the shadow of death …</div><div class="MsoNormal">I fear no evil.</div></div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-55622339745866910712011-06-12T11:07:00.000-07:002011-06-12T11:07:55.150-07:00Happy Times<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Happy times<br />
Happy times<br />
Though it be cloudy and rainin'<br />
I got me some happy times.<br />
<br />
I got a Lord to turn to<br />
A Savior who cares<br />
Family that loves me<br />
and friends who share<br />
<br />
Happy times<br />
Happy times<br />
Say it with me....<br />
Hallelujah<br />
I got me some<br />
Happy times.</div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-69762654349220859432011-06-09T11:21:00.001-07:002011-06-09T11:21:51.798-07:00My Wish...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">I wish the world could see itself as I see it</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The mountains with their fearsome splendor</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The prairies and their colors bright</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The ocean with its waves crashing and </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Its beaches…sometimes black and oft times white.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">I wish the world could see it as I see it.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The grass so green and vibrant in its glory</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The clouds transforming in the sky</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The river flowing ever onward </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Its water crashing from the falls overhead… so high.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">I wish the world could be seen as I see it</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Not as it is sometimes</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">With destruction</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Pollution</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>War … tearing it apart</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And its people committing</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Genocide.</span></div></div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-28081199997450266442011-05-21T07:08:00.000-07:002011-05-21T07:08:21.899-07:00Sunshine<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Good morning sunshine.<br />
You make me smile.<br />
Where have you been?<br />
Haven't seen you in awhile.<br />
<br />
Life sent me some tornadoes.<br />
One, almost, blew me away.<br />
How are you doing sunshine?<br />
I sure hope this time you'll stay.<br />
<br />
Sunshine, my only sunshine...<br />
Oh, wait, I remember...you hate that song.<br />
But, sunshine I'm glad you're here today,<br />
and I hope your visit will be long.</div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-7434622855130964322011-05-09T08:12:00.000-07:002011-05-09T08:12:08.910-07:00Lost Sock Memorial Day<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Why is it we make days to remember lost socks and frivolous things such as that....when we find it hard to remember those who have gone before us? Just a random question I started to ponder as I prepared for today's activities at work.<br />
<br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Lost Sock</span></b><br />
Ohh my sock!<br />
My poor, lost sock.<br />
Did you wander far from home?<br />
<br />
Oh my sock!<br />
My dear, lost sock.<br />
Are you scared, and all alone?<br />
<br />
Um....sock?<br />
My precious, lost sock..<br />
My foot is getting cold.<br />
<br />
Yo. Sock.<br />
Psst...sock....<br />
Where did you go?</div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-18868182912601073452011-04-24T11:16:00.000-07:002011-04-24T11:16:24.235-07:00In My Thoughts Today<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I seem to be caught up in my thoughts today<br />
wrap in a tangled mess<br />
Thinking of the ones<br />
I love fighting battles I cannot fight<br />
Thinking of the past<br />
the present the future<br />
<br />
Of the people I miss<br />
The people I don't<br />
The people I want to, and know I should, but just can't bring myself to<br />
<br />
I find You in my thoughts today<br />
Hiding there....<br />
as you always do....<br />
making me seek you and yet<br />
I find you in plain view<br />
<br />
In my thoughts today<br />
I'm joyous and sad and tragically glad<br />
And I find that rhyming is too easy<br />
So......I'll just be content to be<br />
<br />
In my thoughts today.</div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-13962944897344341962011-04-22T23:29:00.000-07:002011-04-22T23:29:44.933-07:00An Untitled Kinda Day<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I just had a day<br />
you know the kind<br />
the one where nothing really goes wrong<br />
but nothing really goes right.<br />
<br />
I just had a day<br />
where I didn't get very much done<br />
and yet I seemed to go forward<br />
an unwitting spectator<br />
drug by the current of the day.<br />
<br />
I just had a day<br />
an untitled kind of day<br />
the kind that waits patiently<br />
or rather...impatiently to be defined<br />
and yet both you and the day are left<br />
in suspense wondering when ......<br />
<br />
the definition will begin.</div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-50856890135769342242011-04-18T18:24:00.000-07:002011-04-18T18:24:07.979-07:00Unexpected One<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Unexpected one<br />
appearing now before me<br />
presenting possibilities<br />
shining light on the dreams I'd lost<br />
<br />
Unexpected one<br />
like a ninja in the night<br />
creeping in so stealthily<br />
until I can no longer imagine<br />
what it means to exist without you<br />
<br />
Unexpected one<br />
glorious in your very essence<br />
bringing light into my darkness<br />
reawakening my soul<br />
<br />
My unexpected one.<br />
<br />
<br />
**Note**<br />
I composed this poem as I drove. My mind wandering in its thoughts....thinking of how unexpected people (children, friends, lovers, etc.) can come into our lives and change us forever.....I forgot how it all went...there was more....and as I recall it....I may add to this...but for now I am satisfied with what I can recall.</div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-64530214791959051562011-04-13T17:23:00.000-07:002011-04-13T17:23:06.332-07:00The Brutality of My Reality<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">The brutality of my reality<br />
makes me want to scream....to rage!<br />
The never ending chaos<br />
seems to devour my existence.<br />
Causing me to lose sight of all I Need to see.<br />
the things that give me hope...<br />
the things that pull me through...<br />
the things that carry me over and past the pain<br />
the things involving you.<br />
The brutality of my reality<br />
teaches me to cherish...<br />
the peaceful times and be thankful for them all.</div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-25613083140924323852011-04-10T11:07:00.000-07:002011-04-10T11:10:33.112-07:00Infected by Storms<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">My spirit is in a battle<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">infected …..overcome<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">overwhelmed I battle forward<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">as I rage like a storm<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">the chaos that envelopes me<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">overrules my greater need<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">to have a peaceful existence...<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">to prosper and be free<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">the storms that infect my consciousness<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">are daunting to be honest<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">and yet I feel somehow….<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">blessed for their presence.<o:p></o:p></div></div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-54688725220873924952011-04-04T05:36:00.000-07:002011-04-04T05:36:51.989-07:00Travel Notes (2 Blogs in a day)......Yikes!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Searching, searching.......searching.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Seeking for the words.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Blankness, darkness, chaos....</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Seem to rule the words.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Despair, turmoil, defeat?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Not I....</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Not I.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Not I...</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Determined, triumphant, delightful!</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Completeness, lightness, order...</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Freeing the captive words.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Spilling forth to freedom on the page....</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Found, found, found.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Once more.</span></div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-26534518594316580602011-04-04T05:21:00.000-07:002011-04-04T05:21:35.910-07:00Blankness, darkness, chaos<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Whoa doggies! It has been awhile hasn't it? It seems as though I have lost the ability to express my thoughts in a coherent manner.........BUT, I'm going to make the attempt.<br />
What's up with that awesome title....sheesh. Well, those were the most appropriate words to describe my lack of bloggitude here of late. My mind has been on vacation I think.<br />
<br />
K, nuff with the scuses. Going to get started.....<br />
<br />
Determination to not accept failure has been the driving force of my life for most of the past 6+ years. The day I left my then husband, five sons in tow and hid for our safety in a domestic violence shelter, was the day I knew I could no longer accept failure as an excuse for anything. And so, I went forward....until here recently. Being the overly introspective person I am....I have come to the conclusion it is time to rediscover the drive to succeed that has carried me so very far over the course of the past few years.<br />
<br />
To say I am a driven person would be an understatement. It is my drive that is my blessing and my curse. A blessing in that it has enabled me to accomplish amazing feats that many thought I would never be able to do. A curse in that my ferocity has caused me to lose people I cared about, or scared others away. But it's who I am....so whacha gonna do? *smiles*<br />
<br />
OK, this was pretty lame as blogs go. But, at least it was something, which is better than nothing, and only half as good as anything!<br />
<br />
Feel free to quote that.....lol.....you know you want to!.....well....OK.....I want to......hmmm........can you say Facebook?........Things are looking up......I see a Pullitzer in my future........now, just need to make everyone else see. =P</div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-80334602471338917132010-12-13T19:26:00.000-08:002010-12-13T19:26:44.148-08:00The Things I Get Roped Into.....So....because "I'm done with school!" (say that very perky) I got elected (insert a mental picture of me, kicking and screaming like a two year old wanting a sucker at Wal-Mart, here) to write the family Christmas news letter. Joy. I need to add here that my mother (Lord love her) knows exactly how I feel about family news letters (keep in mind I'm the family curmudgeon) and the people that send them (if I wanted to know...I'd call)...(I'm a secret grump folks...seriously)...Well, anyway...I wrote the silly thing, printed it, signed, and folded it. And, here it is.... (I'm actually pleased with the results....my system is in turmoil....I may actually have to ...dare I say it.... start writing one of these from now on....yikes....I've now gone over to the dark side!)<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="MsoHeader"><span style="font-family: "Harlow Solid Italic";"><w:ptab alignment="CENTER" leader="NONE" relativeto="MARGIN"></w:ptab> <w:ptab alignment="RIGHT" leader="NONE" relativeto="MARGIN"></w:ptab> December, 2010<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";">Seasons’ greetings to one and all,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Well, it seems yet another year has come to a close and once again it is time to break down and write a “what’s happening with us all” letter. This year this wondrous job has fallen to me (September), and for that reason I hope everyone will bear with me if it’s not as awesome as Mom’s are.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";">Now for the news:</span></i><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";">Mom is back in school. She’s decided it is time to finish her goal and to earn her Master’s degree in psychology. She’s just beginning on the journey, but has been doing great so far. And, is even learning how to use some of the programs on her laptop!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Dad has also been busy this year. He’s been working on new benches and as always they are beautiful. Not to mention the project he’s been doing at the Lenox cemetery building a marquis that will be used by visitors to locate the grave sites of their loved ones for years to come.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>As for me, I will be graduating from Northwest Missouri State University this coming Friday, and am happy to finally have this stage of my educational journey done! I’ll have my B.S. in Spanish education, and will be starting work on my master’s in ESL ed. this coming January….as well as looking for full-time work!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Trini continues to do better in school. He’s a sophomore this year, and has discovered a new interest in blacksmithing at the renaissance fairs we attend. He has signed on with a talented blacksmith and plans to work with him at various fairs next year. He’s also started making his own short films and has had fun writing screenplays and directing his brothers and every neighborhood kid he can rope into acting for him. I think he just might be onto something! <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Ed (in 8<sup>th</sup> grade this year) is still into hunting and fishing, and has been plugging away at school in order to be able to go hunting in his free time. He hasn’t gotten anything big yet this year, but has come close several times. Who knows what next season will bring!? This summer he entered his first steer into the 4-H steer handling contest. His steer, Black Jack (a.k.a. lunch) won reserve grand champ for rate of gain, grand champ in his weight class and was chosen to compete in group-of-three, where his group got reserve grand champ for group-of-three. This past weekend was weigh-in for next year’s calf. And, Ed’s pretty optimistic about this new one’s chances, but as he said, “It’s all a gamble Mom….it can go either way...so, we’ll see.” <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";">Joe is a 7<sup>th</sup> grader this year, and has been trying out all the sports that Jr. High has to offer. He did football in the fall, and while he wasn’t a starter, he never failed to make me proud as I watched him play and help his team mates at every game. He’s quite the kid let me tell you; his kind, caring spirit really shines out there on the field and the court. He is also in 4-H this year, and plans to do many different projects.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";">Jake is in 4<sup>th</sup> grade this year. His big news for the year is that he got into T.A.G. at school, and has been having a ball in it. It has meant extra pressure and class work, and yet he has enjoyed every minute of it. This past summer he baked a cake and entered it into the youth bake competition at the county fair and got 3<sup>rd</sup> place. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";">So, he was excited to finally be old enough to join 4-H this year as well, and is already planning what he’s going to enter in the fair. He’s doing baking and photography for sure and may add a few other categories. He turned 10 in November, and is well on his way to pre-teendom…so; I can’t wait to see what this next year brings!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";">And, last but not least in the family news is Niko. He is in 2<sup>nd</sup> grade this year, and has been doing great! He has matured so much it constantly amazes me at how grown-up he is becoming! And, it appears he has inherited grandma’s artistic talents as well as my story telling abilities. So, I’m planning to encourage him to start making story books over the next few months. This should be a fun experience for us both! If you want a copy just let us know…I’m sure we’ll be able to whip you up a copy!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";">Adea is still living in Florida and loving the sunshine! Her girls are growing and Emma started Kindergarten this year and Joycelynn pre-school. Solomon and Ulises are both doing great in school as well, and we all keep in touch through phone calls and good old Facebook. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";">Well, that’s “what’s going on” with all of us around the Mains house. We hope you are all doing great, and are healthy; and if we haven’t heard from you in a while (or even if we hear from you all the time) don’t be afraid to call, write, or drop by for a visit and some coffee! We wish you all a wonderful, prosperous year, and will see you soon!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";"><span style="mso-tab-count: 7;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Harlow Solid Italic";">Blessings to you all,</span><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: "Constantia","serif";"><span style="mso-tab-count: 5;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>April, Jay, Sep, Adea & Kids</span><span style="font-family: "Harlow Solid Italic";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-23920065131112205612010-11-16T06:01:00.001-08:002010-11-16T06:01:47.576-08:00Dragonses<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Dragonses be mighty and bold,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">with with flashing, jewel eyes,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">and teeths of pure gold.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Dragonses will fly over you in the deep of the night,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">And, when confronted...</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">they be not afraid of a fight.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Dragonses like fairies an' elves</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">they like treasures and secrets...</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">but they mainly like themselves.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Dragonses be shiny and scary and wise</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">but don't try to run from them,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">cuz they also knows how to fly...s.</span></span>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-58415161697771049242010-04-17T10:52:00.000-07:002010-04-17T10:52:48.580-07:00Screaming Muscles, but Still Chuggin' Along<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">OK, to be fair to myself, I need to first state that I have been a procrastinator since birth, seriously, I was born 5 weeks late!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">That being said, I have been working hard the past few weeks to overcome my procrastinator tendencies...until yesterday. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Here's the situation...I have my Teacher Work Sample due this coming week...I have had 14 weeks to work on this...and I have approximately 2 of the 7 sections done. So, what did I do? I sat down and messed around for about 2 hours, roaming Facebook, and the internet at large...before I gave up and went down to my yard to work.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I dug up an entire flower bed...I'm talking top soil and all here folks. I then proceeded to replace my eco friendly flower bed border, and then to knock all of the usable dirt off of the top soil, etc. and then mixed in some bagged top soil with the added vitamins and nutrients stuff that the lovely people at Miracle grow put into their "bag o' dirt", dirt.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">After I'd gotten that done I planted two types of tulips in my ring o' flowers (what is it with me and the usage of 0' today!?...I dunno either...just go with me here.) They are very pretty in the package pictures...so we'll see how they grow up to look. They were Wally world <a href="http://www.komendesmoines.org/">Susan Komen breast-Cancer awareness</a> products...so are naturally..pink! </span><br />
<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I can't wait to see how they turn out.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I of course...still had energy to spare and was not even close to being ready to go back home to mom and dad's and actually work on my paper. So, I wandered around my house (it's a 3 season house and I can't afford to stay there yet, but hopefully will be able to soon!) and planted my rhubarb plant. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Now, I have to share the story of this plant with you. (More confessions of procrastination here.) I bought this plant last........May (as in a year ago...*sigh), with the honest intention of planting right away in my yard. Alas, that poor plant sat in it's cheap, plastic greenhouse pot...through the entire summer ( I watered it often...in my defense), through the fall.....and you guessed it the winter. I chalked the death of the plant up to yet another wasted $10. (I tend to lose money this way, often,...another of my self-improvement goals...that I'm actually succeeding at, is to not buy anything on impulse....no excuses...it doesn't matter how much I "need" it or "have always wanted it".) So, the other day when I went down to the house to get a pair of my spring shoes.....I happened to look down at the poor "dead" rhubarb plant, and was prepared yet again to chastise myself for my wasteful habits....when I noticed.....the rhubarb was growing! Yep. you read right, growing, and thriving....I was happy. Probably, overly happy, but happy all the same. And, I have to admit I was impressed by the hardiness of that little plant.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">So, now I am happy to announce that the rhubarb is now safely ensconced in a nice quiet spot near the corner of my house....where it'll get sunlight most of the day and get enough water when it rains.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">After that was done, and all the newly planted plants had been watered (courtesy of my pump...which I pumped for about 10 minutes to get the rust out). I decided it was time to get rid of the redneck porch chair my ex had left when he left 4 years ago. His redneck porch couch is still there, but is going next weekend when I have help from the boys. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">By this point I was huffing and puffing and sweating like a stuck pig, but still not ready to give in.....so, I started to dig up the top soil in yet another of my overly neglected flower beds. And, after 10 minutes of working on that one...I was ready to concede defeat. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">So, after making sure I had cleaned all my messes up (which I had done as I went along...thus making the final clean-up pretty quick), I went home to Mom and Dad's, took a shower and some ibuprofen (for my already screaming muscles), and got back to work on my TWS.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">And , that's how my journey goes so far. As for today, I have now reorganized my bookmarks, checked my facebook,<a href="http://www.threadsoflovesa.org/stuffwemake.htm"> volunteered to crochet stuff for preemies</a>, and written what is probably one of the longest blogs I have ever written.....SO, I am now going to cease my procrastinating and get the silly TWS finished!! So, I can stop procrastinating on my 8 page Senior Seminar paper...that has to be written in Spanish...Ay ya ya! =)</span>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-73408825164650707422010-04-05T21:26:00.000-07:002010-04-05T21:26:27.509-07:00Fear<span style="font-size: small;">I'm so, afraid of failing. I fear that when push comes to shove I'm going to fall flat on my face. I am scared that I don't know enough Spanish to actually teach it.....</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">So, my plan is; to practice, and study and do my darndest to get stronger in my skills...so that the fear will just have to go away. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Ok, got that out of my system....now I can sleep!</span>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-9032255357964394622010-04-03T14:18:00.000-07:002010-04-03T14:39:29.064-07:00Pot holes, road blocks and Flat tires<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> Isn't it funny what life throws at us? How we handle these obstacles determines who we are as people. Over the past few months I've come to know a lot about myself. And, for the most part...I like what I've found out, but I've also come face to face with aspects of myself, that I've either never recognized or acknowledged, but can no longer ignore. <br /><br /> I've come to recognize in myself a need to procrastinate. It's as though I'm an addict and cannot function without it. So, time for me to change.<br /><br /> I'm one of those people who has prayed the Serenity Prayer many times throughout her life. One thing I've never thought of up to now is the meaning behind those wonderful, calming, hope giving words. And, the fact that when we pray them...we'd better be [repared for God to answer them.<br /><br /> When we say got grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change.<br />Well, he puts us in situations that open our eyes to the things about our selves and our lives that we cannot change (at least not alone).<br /><br /> When we ask him for the courage to change the things we can. He will make us follow through....we'll see the ugly things in ourselves...the sin...the impurities if you will....and He expects us to CHANGE them. (Why else did we ask for the courage to do that?)<br /><br /> And finally, when we end that prayer by asking Him for the wisdom to know the difference. He will expect us to listen to Him.....how else will we gain the wisdom we asked for...if we don't take the time to open our hearts and ears to our heavenly Father?<br /><br /> So, now.....I have to ask myself.....what do I do with this epiphany...which by the way...literally came to me as I started to type this entry...(leave it to God to open my eyes as I sat to write a blog about the frustrations of flat tires and commuting!).....I'll pray of course...as I always do, and I will start on a new path, and work on those changes that God's been shining his spotlight on in my life for the past year.....you know...those ones that I've seen but chose to ignore and the ones I've been putting off until tomorrow.<br /><br /> Easter is a time for introspection, a time to face our fears, sins and yes..even hopes. Easter is my favorite holiday....because Easter is the reason I have a Savior.....Easter is more than bunnies and candies....Easter is the reason I can hope, and the reason I believe.<br /><br /> Easter is my thanksgiving....the day I thank God for<span style="font-style: italic;"> every</span> sacrifice He made for a person such as myself, for my children, for people like my ex, and for our world....whether we are black, white, brown or yellow....Christian, Muslim, Buddhist, or Jewish. He sent His <span style="font-style: italic;">only</span> Son for <span style="font-style: italic;">all</span> of us....and the only thing he asks is that we believe and live as He did while He walked the walk and talked the talk.<br /></span></span>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-40057283590275274072010-02-20T11:39:00.000-08:002010-02-20T11:58:14.778-08:00I Saw the Light and I'm ScaredI cannot believe I'm writing this blog, but I think it may help somebody someday. So, here goes.<br /><br />All of my life I've realized that I weigh more than the average person, and I've tried soooo many times to actually lose the weight, but after making a promise to myself to actually do something serious about the problem this year, I've come to realize just how far gone I am and how far I have to go. And, I'm scared.<br /><br />I can blame stress, unhappiness, bi-polarism, genetics, and abusive marriage, low-income, snow and many, many, other things for my extreme obesity...BUT...I am not going to. For the first time in my life...I'm going to face my accountability in my weight. I am at this time just short of 300 pounds. By that I mean I weigh 287 pounds. This isn't my heaviest weight, but it is way more than the spot I want to be!<br /><br />I've set myself a goal of losing 25 pounds by my birthday in May. So, far I've gained 3. Ummm.....I think I need to start getting serious!<br /><br />I need to excersize, cut out sugar, and journal my food intake. Those are my starter goals. I've already cut out almost all soda...I say almost because over the past three months...I've started back into sneaking a soda here and there. My biggest roadblock is sitting at home. It seems I cannot sit in the livingroom for any extended amount of time without mindlessly drinking sodas. I went from having no soda intake to drinking 4 cans yesterday! YIKES! My body does not like that! So, I've made a promise to myself to pay more attention. Oh and to avoid the cookies that mom keeps making. Ay ya ya...living with a food pusher is never easy! <br /><br />I feel optimistic though. I know that once I set my mind to something...I usually accomplish it. Not many women can say they escaped a marriage riddled with abuse, with five kids in tow, and then manage to go back to college, and take a returning GPA of 1.67 and change it to 3.69 in one year...then go on to another University and continue their education.<br /><br />Over the past four years since my divorce I've been in 2 serious relationships and had my heart broke twice, but I've come to see how I was relying on men to justify my worth. I'm re-learning how to be in a relationship...man, is that hard! I've spent the majority of my life sabotaging myself, but I've finally thrown down the gauntlet and said enough is enough!<br /><br />If I can succeed in school...I CAN succeed in losing this weight! So, at 5'5", 36 years, 9 months of age, and 287 pounds...I am declaring war on my inner demons and praying that God will continue to help me and guide me and just plain love me...as he (I once again realize) always has.<br /><br />And Amy, since you are the only person I know who actually reads this....I just want to say thank you for always being my best friend in this world. And would you pray for me? I think I'm gonna need it! =)My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-7999797320379818622010-02-14T10:33:00.000-08:002010-02-14T11:01:18.680-08:00A Brand New Path to Explore!<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">I'm taking my blog down a new path. Not sure where it will lead, but gonna give 'er a shot and see.<br /><br />I'm going to continue being myself, but am going to add more of my everyday stuff to my blog.<br /><br />I made a new recipe last night. http://www.womansday.com/Recipes/Hearty-Italian-Sausage-Vegetable-Soup-Recipe<br />I did what I always do...start with the printed recipe, and then...make it my own! Since I cook for 8-9 people when I cook a meal, and the recipe was for 4; I added to the amounts called for and added some different things! I added zuchini. I took 4 medium zuchinis and cut them into 1" pieces and then quartered those. And, I used a large can of chicken broth in place of the smaller size called for in the magazine. I also added italian seasoning and a pinch of pepper. Another obstacle I hit with the recipe was that it called for Italian sausages that come in casings. I live in rural Iowa...we don't have these! So. I went to my local Fareway Store (bless these folks!)http://www.fareway.com/ and got regular bulk Italian seasoned sausage from the butchers. When I browned the sausage; I just made sure to keep big chunks, and it turned out great!<br /><br />I rarely make dessert, but I've been craving bread pudding. So, I broke down and made my family famous bread pudding. It turned out great as well...so I was a happy chef.<br /><br />Today, after church. I got my Sunday school class started on our new Bible Study lessons. We are now going through the book of James, using the Max Lucado Life Lessons book. Today's lesson was on Growing closer to God through our trial, and let me tell ya folks...it spoke volumes to me. My life the last 4-5 months has been full of small trivial trials that have almost smothered me. Today's lesson helped me to see that; number one, I've been doing somethings right...like praying and completely trusting in God; and number two God is allowing me to go through these trials to help strengthen my spirit. So, knowing this has actually helped me, and I came out of the lesson...encouraged.<br />I just hope my boys (today's class was all boys!) got some insight and encouragement as well. Just a note on teaching a class full of Jr. Sr. high school aged boys.......It's like herding cattle!<br />OK, got that outta my system.<br /><br />Now, time for me to finish my day. Clothes to wash, kids to taxi, homework to finish, friends to help out and supper to cook.....and this is my "light" day! Ay ya ya ...LOL!<br /><br />Later gators!<br />Sep<br /></span></span>My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-12193313996460838172009-08-11T06:03:00.001-07:002009-08-11T06:06:14.339-07:00Oy VeyTired, beaten and fed-up...that would explain my spirit the best at present time, but that's just cuz I'm in a pessimistic mood today. I get this way one or two days every month it seems. *sigh*<br /><br />Thank the Lord it passes as quickly as it comes on. I can't imagine what life is like for people who are just constantly in this state of mind. UGH!<br /><br />Well, anyway. I just felt a need to vent and I did and I already feel better. Time for me to get off the silly puter now and do my Bible study and get this day started the right way! =)My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-31180037160113467242009-04-23T16:16:00.000-07:002009-04-23T16:39:25.916-07:00Time Keeps on Slippin'........To say, it's been a few days since I last blogged would be a major understatement. Sorry for that.<br /><br />Life has been a bit hectic of late. School has actually gotten better. I had lost my zest there for awhile, and had slipped back into some very self-destructive behaviors. I can't say that I've pulled myself completely free from the backslide, but I can say that I've made some huge steps forward.<br /><br />Some of the things I've survived recently:<br />----a huge tree in my yard caught on fire in the middle of the night a few nights ago. I am blessed to have awesome neighbors (the Claytons) who saw the fire and called to tell us and then joined us all in our jammies as we fought the blaze until the firemen could get there.<br />----a persistent sinus infection, and no health insurance; I cannot wait to work again and have the comfort of being able to go to the doctor whenever I need to. I never have known what it's like to live at this level of poverty before in my entire life. I can only think that, the Lord needs me to go through this so I can never again take security for granted.<br />----hitting deer, afer deer, after deer, and driving around in my poor abused van...everyday humbles me. I have already decided that if I ever get in a position, to help other women who are going through these struggles, in the future...I so will. I know I can't wait until the day I can hold my head high again and have some joy in my vehicle (I never knew how a crappy vehicle can destroy a person's esteem).<br /><br />I am going through changes inside myself almost everyday; which is a good thing, because if we fail to learn and change; we fail to grow and succeed.<br /><br />Continued prays for the boys would be great, Trini and Ed are at a dangerous stage; in that they are now teens and struggling to master hormones, and struggling grades. I wish I could help them, but I seem to keep failing them. I just feel like bawling some days, because they deserve so much more than what have to offer. I just keep praying and trying to help them to the best of my ability; most importantly I keep loving them.<br /><br />Joe, Jake and Niko are all doing good. They are sigining up for little league baseball this summer. This is a positive step for our family, because since Lalo and I split and I started back to school; I've not been able to pay for or get them to practices and games. This year I am going to do without a few things, but I will get them there! I hope this help them a bit.<br /><br />All five boys are having esteem issues. My goal for the next few months is to work on this problem. Any ideas would be awesome!My September Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12406027954427514678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995806693949856360.post-88286401231926197942009-03-01T17:19:00.000-08:002009-03-01T17:24:50.907-08:00Mid-pointsI've been having issues concentrating lately. I'm not sure if it's old age setting in @ 35..or if I'm just going through a phase. Last week was mid-terms and I think I did ok. Not great but passable. I was only caught off guard by one test. I swear I thought that there wasn't a test for that class, but then...I obviously was mistaken! lol<br /><br />Sigh.....oh well, I am at the brink of a new week, and all I can do is go forward. So, no use staying trapped in last week, when I have a perfect opportunity for a new start this week! =)<br /><br />Here's to new idea, challenges, and hopefully a better attitude! 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