. . . home. – FAMILY
. . . soil. – DIRT
. . . rain. – FRESH
. . . soil. – DIRT
. . . rain. – FRESH
What’s your ideal Saturday morning? Are you doing those things this morning? Why not?
Considering two things Me Time is hardly ever available with three kids, two dogs and a boyfriend and the fact that I work on Saturdays; saturdaymornings or much of any me time is really not around. So me time comes in little here and there moments. My idea Saturday morning would be no work, but like that will ever happen. If by some miracle I don’t have to work on Saturdays, it would be waking up naturally not by my five alarms. Nice cup of hot coffee with just enough sugar, I like my a little coffee with my sugar. Some waffles homemade of course with fresh strawberries and simply orange juice. Then snuggle on the couch to catch up on my shows or a movie.
I took the daily prompt challenge “Last words” as the last time I would ever be able to blog again. My first reaction was to clearly state how I felt about topics and people in general… Well lets be honest my brother came to mind first. Me being the GOLDEN CHILD and him being THE CHILD EVERYONE HATES, now keep in mind we both are in our thirties and he still has a complex. Thank goodness I stopped myself from ranting and raving on and on about my brother.
As I started reading everyone different take on the prompt and the simple words that jolted so much emotion.
Life is worth living well enough that you want to write about it. – The ChatterBlog
Kick Asss!! – Bullets and Dreams
Subject: Done Message: Totally Worth it. – TheMatticuKingdom
I sat back and thought what truly would I write if this was my last blog…. …. ….
“Your story doesn’t end just because your blog does”
Daily Prompt: Be the Change
by michelle w. on November 12, 2012
What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?
As I read the Daily Prompt for Nov. 12, 2012 I sat in my breakroom at work and thought blankly a the computer screen… how could my little ol blogg change our big ol world?? I’m no one special, not even a writer or good at it, just an thirty something mother living her daily choas trying to survive what we call LIFE! Then it hit me.. If someone out there is just like me and knows there is someone else just like them going through the some things. At least they can rest assure they are not alone. So i guess my blogg could change just one person out look and I would be happy and content.. in all honesty my blogg isn’t for other people, it’s for me.
I’m just a California girl in her designer boots trucking through all the bullshit of life while the warm sun shines on me.
I normally don’t participate in any blog challenges or prompts, but this one got me thinking of some of my favorite people and places. I really could go on about the places I love to go to Carmel, San Francisco, and Yosemite, but truly those are a given to the reason why those are my favorite place.
So I’m going to tell you about this wonderful lady I met 9 years ago. It all started with a spoon. Yes, a spoon! We met in our son’s kindergarten class where we both were helping out. I had my baby girl with me and it was lunch time for her. Some how forgot to bring a spoon, but this short full of energy lady sitting at another table full of 8 kindergartners tells me she has one. I look at her like she was crazy. Who would have a spoon in there purse. As she digs through her purse low and behold she pulls out a spoon inside a zip lock bag and hands to me.
That was our beginning.
Since that day we would meet up 20 minutes before the kids got out of school to sneak a cigarette, I at the time was a closet smoker and she only smoked with people who already knew. We would park down the street talk and smoke. This became a daily thing. We would talk about life, how we both kept our smoking a secret from our parents even at our age. Then she invited me to a bunco night and she served this amazing broccoli salad. The salad she made is now one of my staple recipes. I try to learn as much as I can from her, we both have our strengths hers is cooking which I’m jealous of.
She is an amazing mother, wife, sister, daughter and friend. I honestly can’t say that about most people, but this woman has been through so much herself and has been one of my rocks through some of the hardest moments in my life. She is the one I call when I need advice or thoughts on a situation. She has so much wisdom and knowledge.
As I sit here and write about her I am truly blessed to have her in my life and my children’s life. I love this woman and at time wish I had met her many years before since I could have used some major guidance way back then. Things happen for a reason. No amount of words can ever express what this woman is made of or how I feel about her.
She is my soul sister
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