Tell me, what are you doing to celebrate the coming of 2008? I told C. that I sorta want to stay home and watch the ball drop. But then C. reminded me that we get the East Coast feed on…
Archives for December 2007
“First there was two…”
Thank you my sister and brother.I am absolutely overjoyed with this.What a treasure… (Blogger Note: This is a petite version of the painting that I absolutely adore in a gallery here in San Jose.It was commissioned by my sis and…
MexMo: A tribute to Toledo and WHY CAN’T THEY JUST ORGANIZE?
Today we went to the perpetually most unorganized Home Depot in all the earth and ran across this roofing display for Toledo’s-own Owens Corning. Awww… I grew sentimental. I immediately wanted to hear Jamie Farr’s voice on the commercials for…
Looking forward to this one.
I love Garrison Keillor.It’s an illness. Ever since I checked out one of his quadruple-disk CDs from the library about six years ago, I’ve been smitten. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I believe God will have…
Name that tune.
I am repeatedly amazed by how many lyrics the human brain can remember. Think about it. You totally know songs from 6th grade WORD.FOR.WORD without even really thinking about it. But here’s the pickle: someone asks you to name all…
Just not feeling them.
Not to be snippy, but weren’t these “out” a while ago? I don’t understand.At home? Fine. Out in public? Not fine.These UGGly boot/slipper/things here.
I’m in.
As a sizable fan of new beginnings, “New Year’s Resolutions” are right up my alley. Anything that encourages people to start anew and make changes for the better is worthy of praise, if you ask me. For the past several…
Some of my favorites from Missouri
Aubrey opening her first gift ever on Christmas Day. The Ferg completely ignoring her first gift ever on Christmas Day. The baby early in the a.m. Here we are. Chillin’. Heyyyyy. Aubrey eating celery. In the tub. (Awesome.) The ceramic…
I’m b-a-a-a-a-ck.
I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas! C. & I had a wonderful and lovely time in Missouri visiting my Mom, sister and little Aubrey.It was cold.We laughed. A lot. (My mom and sister are hilarious.)And, I ate 400 Christmas…
Christmas “Joy”
I made The Ferg wear several accessories to work today in honor of the upcoming holiday: 1.) A red and white striped bow on her harness.2.) A jingle bell collar.3.) A Santa hat complete with elf ears. (Bought by her…
I like these “vintage” online email Christmas cards.
View them and send them from here.
You know you do too much online Christmas shopping when…
…you don’t even need to get your credit card out of your wallet because you know your 16-digit number, expiration date AND security code by heart. (Someone needs to tell this Robert fella that his card is online for all…
![When I was a kid, my Mom would sometimes go to the grocery store at night while my baby sister and I were "supposed" to be sleeping. Baby sister slept, I stood by the window and watched for her headlights to turn back into the driveway, my stomach a gnarled mess while I waited.
The entire time she was gone I would create ill-fated stories in my mind that would ultimately leave her injured, kidnapped, or left for dead... I think these stories got worse after my Dad died. "What if I lose my one parent?"
I would stand there and worry.
And she always came back.
In one piece.
Over time, after therapy when I was younger, I realized that worrying doesn't shape anything... worrying doesn't CHANGE the outcome... but, it's real.
Telling someone not to worry is about as effective as telling someone not to cry when they're in the midst of full-sobbing or it's like asking someone WHERE they lost the thing that they lost.
"I can't find my keys."
"Where did you lose them."
[silence]
"Um, if I knew where I lost them, then..."
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This time that we're living through right now is BIG and heavy and for the love of ALL THINGS HOLY it keeps on going.
I remember watching The Sound of Music when I was a kid and wondering when in the WORLD it would end. We're STUCK in the Sound of Music.
Schools opened, then closed.
Masks on, then off.
Life started, and stopped.
We've missed get-togethers and holidays.
Weddings and births.
We are as disconnected as ever.
Our worrying and concern and fear and anxiety is there... and it's real.
I see you.
I know this time is hard.
I'm not going to tell you to stop feeling the feelings, I just want you to know that I'm feeling them, too. (And therapy is helping.)
Get yourself a therapist.
Talk about all of this.
As I told one of my girls this week, “It’s ok not to be strong all the time.”
With love,
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