I am most thankful for my family. My husband is a saint for putting up with me, and my kids are the most precious gifts in the world.
Nov 30, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 30: What are you MOST thankful for?
The 30 Days of Thankfulness has come to an end, but my attitude of gratitude will continue throughout this holiday season and beyond.
I am most thankful for my family. My husband is a saint for putting up with me, and my kids are the most precious gifts in the world.
I am most thankful for my family. My husband is a saint for putting up with me, and my kids are the most precious gifts in the world.
Nov 29, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 29: Something at Home
Home is where the heart is. In other words, whoever you love or wherever you love to be, that is where your home is.
What if your heart is broken? Where are you supposed to be then? Who are you supposed to love? Can anywhere feel like home when your world is in pieces?
I am thankful for those around me at home who still love me. Maybe someday, I'll feel at home again.
What if your heart is broken? Where are you supposed to be then? Who are you supposed to love? Can anywhere feel like home when your world is in pieces?
I am thankful for those around me at home who still love me. Maybe someday, I'll feel at home again.
Nov 28, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 28: Gift
"In everything I did, I showed you that by this kind of hard work we must help the weak, remembering the words the Lord Jesus himself said: 'It is more blessed to give than to receive.'" Acts 20:35
I remember the first time I had a job--other than babysitting. I was 14, and the job (if you can call it that) was scooping ice cream at Baskin-Robbins in the mall. It was only part-time work, but when I opened that first paycheck for over $80, I was giddy, and began planning how I would spend it.
Surprisingly, the thing I wanted to do most was buy gifts for my family. I was so proud that I could take my own money and pick out Christmas presents that I would wrap myself and watch excitedly on Christmas morning as my mom, dad, and sister opened them. It definitely was just as good if not better than opening my own gifts that morning.
I always enjoyed watching my mom open gifts as her reaction was just so great. Whether she needed, wanted, or already had three of the same item, she would oooh and aaawww over the gift as if it was the best present in the world. My daughter has picked up the same lovely characteristic. I have tried to be that enthusiastic when opening gifts, but the level of enthusiasm is definitely forced on that third pair of slipper socks--"one size fits all."
I remember the first time I had a job--other than babysitting. I was 14, and the job (if you can call it that) was scooping ice cream at Baskin-Robbins in the mall. It was only part-time work, but when I opened that first paycheck for over $80, I was giddy, and began planning how I would spend it.
Surprisingly, the thing I wanted to do most was buy gifts for my family. I was so proud that I could take my own money and pick out Christmas presents that I would wrap myself and watch excitedly on Christmas morning as my mom, dad, and sister opened them. It definitely was just as good if not better than opening my own gifts that morning.
I always enjoyed watching my mom open gifts as her reaction was just so great. Whether she needed, wanted, or already had three of the same item, she would oooh and aaawww over the gift as if it was the best present in the world. My daughter has picked up the same lovely characteristic. I have tried to be that enthusiastic when opening gifts, but the level of enthusiasm is definitely forced on that third pair of slipper socks--"one size fits all."
I am thankful for gift-giving opportunities at Christmas and all year long.
Nov 27, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 27: Song
"Do not get drunk on wine, which leads to debauchery. Instead, be filled with the Spirit, speaking to one another with psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit. Sing and make music from your heart to the Lord, always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ." Ephesians 5:18-20 NIV
I am thankful for the gift of song. Singing can turn the darkest of moods into a brighter day.
Nov 26, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 26: Charity
Opportunities for giving are all around us. Giving and charity are not just limited to financial gifts. Our time and talents can be gifted as well.
A local service my mom benefited from was the Meals-on-Wheels program through our senior community center. Not only does this non-profit organization need financial support, but it also functions virtually solely on its volunteers.
My daughter and I are quite frequently called upon to take a route to deliver meals for the week, and whenever our schedule allows, we say, "YES!"
I know how much the hot, nutritious meals meant to Mom, so it does my heart good to help with this service. I am very thankful so many communities provide for those that can't get out to get a meal or prepare food on their own.
On this day of Thanksgiving, may we all be thankful for charity whether giving or receiving.
A local service my mom benefited from was the Meals-on-Wheels program through our senior community center. Not only does this non-profit organization need financial support, but it also functions virtually solely on its volunteers.
My daughter and I are quite frequently called upon to take a route to deliver meals for the week, and whenever our schedule allows, we say, "YES!"
I know how much the hot, nutritious meals meant to Mom, so it does my heart good to help with this service. I am very thankful so many communities provide for those that can't get out to get a meal or prepare food on their own.
On this day of Thanksgiving, may we all be thankful for charity whether giving or receiving.
Nov 25, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 25: Luxury
"I am thankful for my state of great comfort."
That is a statement having a multitude of meanings depending on a person's station in life.
The simple fact that I have a roof over my head, a warm bed to sleep in, and food on my table are luxuries so many today do not have.
Do I live in a 21-room mansion with a pool and servants? No. But I am thankful for the luxury of my modest living.
That is a statement having a multitude of meanings depending on a person's station in life.
The simple fact that I have a roof over my head, a warm bed to sleep in, and food on my table are luxuries so many today do not have.
Do I live in a 21-room mansion with a pool and servants? No. But I am thankful for the luxury of my modest living.
Nov 24, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 24: Photo
I am thankful for the photo--not any photo in particular--just the technological marvel that is the recording of still life.
Whether on paper or as a digital file, the photo stands for all time as a moment frozen in time. A moment, that like a snowflake or a fingerprint, happens only once and is unrepeatable.
We can look back at these moments and our memory fills in the gaps. I look at a picture of me in my high school band uniform from 35 years ago, and suddenly I'm marching on the bright football field at half time. The blinding lights and adrenaline of performing keep me warm against the crisp fall air. I can feel the weight and the itchiness of the heavy wool uniform. The soft, grassy turf squishes under my spats-covered shoes as I count "1...2...3...4...5...6...7...hit it." The strap of the hat constricts under my chin, and I still wonder all these years later why I thought that perm was a good idea. Did anyone really fall for the joke that the plume in their hat was backwards? Lamentably, I never did figure out how to play the clarinet and march at the same time.
The fact that one photo can evoke such vivid images and feelings is incredible and a true testament to how much our brains really absorb and retain.
Thankful isn't a powerful enough word for how I feel about the fact that my mom was an avid photographer of any and every moment. The tubs, boxes, and myriad of photo albums contain enough evidence of my life that there are actually very few gaps that need filling.
Looking at photos of mom now that she's gone is bittersweet. I am so thankful I have pictures of her to look at and help me remember days gone by, but it also makes me sad that she is no longer here. Unfortunately, there are many unlabeled pictures that only she would be able to identify.
"When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change."
Whether on paper or as a digital file, the photo stands for all time as a moment frozen in time. A moment, that like a snowflake or a fingerprint, happens only once and is unrepeatable.
We can look back at these moments and our memory fills in the gaps. I look at a picture of me in my high school band uniform from 35 years ago, and suddenly I'm marching on the bright football field at half time. The blinding lights and adrenaline of performing keep me warm against the crisp fall air. I can feel the weight and the itchiness of the heavy wool uniform. The soft, grassy turf squishes under my spats-covered shoes as I count "1...2...3...4...5...6...7...hit it." The strap of the hat constricts under my chin, and I still wonder all these years later why I thought that perm was a good idea. Did anyone really fall for the joke that the plume in their hat was backwards? Lamentably, I never did figure out how to play the clarinet and march at the same time.
The fact that one photo can evoke such vivid images and feelings is incredible and a true testament to how much our brains really absorb and retain.
Thankful isn't a powerful enough word for how I feel about the fact that my mom was an avid photographer of any and every moment. The tubs, boxes, and myriad of photo albums contain enough evidence of my life that there are actually very few gaps that need filling.
Looking at photos of mom now that she's gone is bittersweet. I am so thankful I have pictures of her to look at and help me remember days gone by, but it also makes me sad that she is no longer here. Unfortunately, there are many unlabeled pictures that only she would be able to identify.
"When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change."
Nov 23, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 23: Feeling
I've got a feeling this blog post could get very emotional...
When I saw this description of the stages of grief, not only did I feel the process seemed accurate, but the visual of dropping down into a deep pit with no steps on the other side to assist in coming back out is spot on!
I think I first saw this image about six months ago and felt I was in the Depression phase. But there was a side road that is not on this map between Depression Drive and "Re-Entry" Troubles Lane where the trail is not paved and it gets pretty dark.
My journal entries during this time period have been so full of sadness...that deep sadness that might be described as someone standing on your chest keeping you from fully breathing in and out.
Within the last month, however, I think I have finally turned around and can see the pin-point of light where I took the unmarked detour, but not sure how long it will take me to get back on the main track.
Everyone travels their grief journey differently, and as crazy as it sounds, I am thankful I am feeling deep loss as that just means I also had a feeling of deep love.
When I saw this description of the stages of grief, not only did I feel the process seemed accurate, but the visual of dropping down into a deep pit with no steps on the other side to assist in coming back out is spot on!
I think I first saw this image about six months ago and felt I was in the Depression phase. But there was a side road that is not on this map between Depression Drive and "Re-Entry" Troubles Lane where the trail is not paved and it gets pretty dark.
My journal entries during this time period have been so full of sadness...that deep sadness that might be described as someone standing on your chest keeping you from fully breathing in and out.
Within the last month, however, I think I have finally turned around and can see the pin-point of light where I took the unmarked detour, but not sure how long it will take me to get back on the main track.
Everyone travels their grief journey differently, and as crazy as it sounds, I am thankful I am feeling deep loss as that just means I also had a feeling of deep love.
Nov 22, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 22: Book
Check out some fun I had with editing book pictures in a book photo challenge from July 2014.
Who isn't thankful for books?
So many books--so little time.
I have really come to appreciate the eBook; however, there is still something so comforting about an actual book.
The smell of the ink and the paper can be intoxicating, and the swish of the page when turning it is like a personal invite to read the next word. The crackle of the binding on a hardbound book the first time it's opened is music to an avid reader.
There is a definite satisfaction when reading the last word of a story and closing the cover without ceremoniously placing of the bookmark inside.
I have some books on my shelf personally autographed by the author. You can't have that in an ebook.
Whether I'm swiping the screen or turning the page, I am very thankful for the multitude and variety of good books on the shelf and in my digital library.
Who isn't thankful for books?
So many books--so little time.
I have really come to appreciate the eBook; however, there is still something so comforting about an actual book.
The smell of the ink and the paper can be intoxicating, and the swish of the page when turning it is like a personal invite to read the next word. The crackle of the binding on a hardbound book the first time it's opened is music to an avid reader.
There is a definite satisfaction when reading the last word of a story and closing the cover without ceremoniously placing of the bookmark inside.
I have some books on my shelf personally autographed by the author. You can't have that in an ebook.
Whether I'm swiping the screen or turning the page, I am very thankful for the multitude and variety of good books on the shelf and in my digital library.
Nov 21, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 21: Disappointment/Fear
How can we be thankful for fear or disappointment? Maybe thankful I survived the fear or disappointment would be a better title for today's prompt.
An exercise in the Bible study I participated in recently was to complete a self study: "What do I fear" was at the top of the list followed by "What do I believe," "What do I prefer," "What do I Value," "What are my hopes," and "What are my joys." I found this examination of my inner self to be extremely difficult which just proved to me that I'm not really being my true self and not even sure how to start. I could not really articulate any of my feelings with a complete undoubted sense of surety and that right there is something to fear.
My fear list, however, finally ranged from dying by various tragedies and losing a child to embarrassing myself and being a burden...all unknowns and mostly uncontrollable by me, really. So, I could conclude from that superficial list that I fear the unknown.
Then I read a statement in a devotional:
"Every one of your dreams is on the other side of your fear."
I decided at that point the fear holding me back would be the fear of failing, which I guess is also an unknown, and why I research and pray about something unceasingly before attempting it.
What would a blog post on fear be without bringing in FDR's famous line from his inaugural address?
"...only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
Because, if I think about it, none of my worst fears have been realized (if they had, I would not be sitting here writing this). So the fear of the unknown and the fear of failing is basically just fear itself and the disappointment is only in the risks I did not take.
Then I read another excerpt of the speech Roosevelt gave which stated this:
"Happiness lies...in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort...our true destiny is not to be ministered unto but to minister to ourselves and to our fellow men."
The joy and thrill of achievement can only be accomplished by overcoming fear.
"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; all who follow his precepts have good understanding. To him belongs eternal praise. Psalm 111:10 NIV
I am thankful I have the fear of the Lord as part of my faith, and I will not let my fear of fear keep me from pursuing my dreams.
An exercise in the Bible study I participated in recently was to complete a self study: "What do I fear" was at the top of the list followed by "What do I believe," "What do I prefer," "What do I Value," "What are my hopes," and "What are my joys." I found this examination of my inner self to be extremely difficult which just proved to me that I'm not really being my true self and not even sure how to start. I could not really articulate any of my feelings with a complete undoubted sense of surety and that right there is something to fear.
My fear list, however, finally ranged from dying by various tragedies and losing a child to embarrassing myself and being a burden...all unknowns and mostly uncontrollable by me, really. So, I could conclude from that superficial list that I fear the unknown.
Then I read a statement in a devotional:
"Every one of your dreams is on the other side of your fear."
I decided at that point the fear holding me back would be the fear of failing, which I guess is also an unknown, and why I research and pray about something unceasingly before attempting it.
What would a blog post on fear be without bringing in FDR's famous line from his inaugural address?
"...only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
Because, if I think about it, none of my worst fears have been realized (if they had, I would not be sitting here writing this). So the fear of the unknown and the fear of failing is basically just fear itself and the disappointment is only in the risks I did not take.
Then I read another excerpt of the speech Roosevelt gave which stated this:
"Happiness lies...in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort...our true destiny is not to be ministered unto but to minister to ourselves and to our fellow men."
The joy and thrill of achievement can only be accomplished by overcoming fear.
"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; all who follow his precepts have good understanding. To him belongs eternal praise. Psalm 111:10 NIV
I am thankful I have the fear of the Lord as part of my faith, and I will not let my fear of fear keep me from pursuing my dreams.
Nov 20, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 20: Keepsake
Scrolling through my newsfeed yesterday, I came across a poem that stated my feelings beautifully...
"...Your memory is a keepsake, from which I'll never part. God has you in his arms and I have you in my heart."
I will forever be thankful for the keepsake of memories.
Nov 19, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 19: Clothing
"Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed instead with our heavenly dwelling, because when we are clothed, we will not be found naked." 2 Corinthians 5:2-3
Stretchy pants...that is what I will wear in a few days when the stuffing, turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy are in abundance and my jeans just won't have enough give.
I am very thankful for the elastic waistband in pajama bottoms, sweatpants, yoga pants, and leggings. They make me feel good about myself, and I don't feel the need to order skim milk instead of 2% in my latte. Only when I put on my jeans do I decide I need to go back on the diet.
So, I am very grateful for clothing places like Goodwill and Salvation Army where I can donate my jeans. :)
Stretchy pants...that is what I will wear in a few days when the stuffing, turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy are in abundance and my jeans just won't have enough give.
I am very thankful for the elastic waistband in pajama bottoms, sweatpants, yoga pants, and leggings. They make me feel good about myself, and I don't feel the need to order skim milk instead of 2% in my latte. Only when I put on my jeans do I decide I need to go back on the diet.
So, I am very grateful for clothing places like Goodwill and Salvation Army where I can donate my jeans. :)
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Nov 18, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 18: Quote
"He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end." Ecclesiastes 3:11
My daughter likes to say, "Everything happens for a reason."
When something doesn't go as we planned or there seems to be no explanation, she is right there with those words reminding me that I am not in control...God is.
I have found a quote by renowned poet E. E. Cummings for which I am thankful.
"It takes great courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are."
That quote is a wonderful reminder that I need to be intentional about discovering my unique life. When those happen-for-a-reason experiences occur, it is God sending me seeds. I just need to be more discerning and pay closer attention to the meaning. My inner self knows best. Inward reflecting is key, and making a conscious attempt everyday to make time for self care and personal needs does take courage.
Last night, I completed an 8-week Bible study by Geri Scazzero entitled "The Emotionally Healthy Woman: Eight things you have to quit to change your life." An intense journey and an eye-opening look into taking deliberate, courageous steps to self-discovery.
My daughter likes to say, "Everything happens for a reason."
When something doesn't go as we planned or there seems to be no explanation, she is right there with those words reminding me that I am not in control...God is.
I have found a quote by renowned poet E. E. Cummings for which I am thankful.
"It takes great courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are."
That quote is a wonderful reminder that I need to be intentional about discovering my unique life. When those happen-for-a-reason experiences occur, it is God sending me seeds. I just need to be more discerning and pay closer attention to the meaning. My inner self knows best. Inward reflecting is key, and making a conscious attempt everyday to make time for self care and personal needs does take courage.
Last night, I completed an 8-week Bible study by Geri Scazzero entitled "The Emotionally Healthy Woman: Eight things you have to quit to change your life." An intense journey and an eye-opening look into taking deliberate, courageous steps to self-discovery.
Nov 17, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 17: Store
According to Wikipedia, Etsy, Inc. is a peer-to-peer e-commerce website focused on handmade or vintage items and supplies, as well as unique factory-manufactured items.
That would be the technical definition. Now, picture yourself strolling through the largest craft fair imaginable...talented artists and craftspeople as far as the eye can see all with their one-of-a-kind works of heart on display for the masses to gaze upon. In the online world, it's called Etsy!
Walking through the tables and booths of a craft fair for me is like a kid browsing the aisles of a candy store. I am both inspired and in awe of the creativity overflowing from each artist's works.
I am so thankful for this "e-commerce" store. I don't have to battle other shoppers for that perfect gift, and I don't have to stand in long lines to check out. I am thankful that I have been able to give so many unique gifts to family and friends through this wonderful website.
Here are a few of my favorite shops...
Ross Coin Rings
DakotaMidnyght
zoeysattic
PurpleBerryInk
LouAnnsdesigns
That would be the technical definition. Now, picture yourself strolling through the largest craft fair imaginable...talented artists and craftspeople as far as the eye can see all with their one-of-a-kind works of heart on display for the masses to gaze upon. In the online world, it's called Etsy!
Walking through the tables and booths of a craft fair for me is like a kid browsing the aisles of a candy store. I am both inspired and in awe of the creativity overflowing from each artist's works.
I am so thankful for this "e-commerce" store. I don't have to battle other shoppers for that perfect gift, and I don't have to stand in long lines to check out. I am thankful that I have been able to give so many unique gifts to family and friends through this wonderful website.
Here are a few of my favorite shops...
Ross Coin Rings
DakotaMidnyght
zoeysattic
PurpleBerryInk
LouAnnsdesigns
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Nov 16, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 16: Recipe
So many family recipes handed down over the years that I am thankful for. One in particular came to mind today. It was one that my mom and I enjoyed on various occasions for many years. I say just my mom and I because no one else in my family cared for it.
The recipe contained a box of macaroni and cheese--my sister only ate macaroni and cheese plain without anything else added, and my dad only liked the macaroni noodles with the powdered cheese sprinkled over the top instead of mixed in with butter and milk.
I am so grateful I have this recipe...not that I need to look at it anymore since I have it memorized, but because it is in my mom's handwriting. So many memories from just one person's handwriting. I can even tell that she wrote it using her Fountain pen because of the color and flow of the ink.
This particular recipe which mom cites the source as the back of the KRAFT package, was to be made and refrigerated and served chilled. However, Mom and I discovered that we liked it even better warm.
Over the years, I came to like it both warm and cold...which is good since it made such a big batch. I also discovered over the years, that if I ate too much of it warm, I got a stomach ache.
It became necessary that if we had this dish, that we had to have it with the Chicken-in-a-Biskit crackers by NABISCO. Often we would go so long in between making the salad that the crackers we had left from the last time would've become stale, and we would have to go and buy a new box along with the other ingredients for the salad.
It never failed for several years that when I would go get the groceries, I would inevitably be going from memory as it was usually a spur of the moment idea to make it, and I would end up forgetting a key ingredient. Although, now that I have made it so many times, I very rarely forget anything if I'm at the store and don't have the recipe at hand to consult.
We actually didn't make it very often due to the time involved and number of dishes, pots, and pans it took to make it. Whenever mom saw me start the preparations, she knew exactly what I was up to and her face would light up with anticipation..."OH! Are you making Seaside Salad?", she would ask excitedly.
It did help when frozen peas started coming in microwavable packages. That at least saved one pan!
It does seem to be somewhat of an acquired taste; however, I'm happy to report that my whole family now likes this favorite recipe.
One other note to make about Mom's recipe book that this favorite comes from...the cover is quite humorous...
The recipe contained a box of macaroni and cheese--my sister only ate macaroni and cheese plain without anything else added, and my dad only liked the macaroni noodles with the powdered cheese sprinkled over the top instead of mixed in with butter and milk.
I am so grateful I have this recipe...not that I need to look at it anymore since I have it memorized, but because it is in my mom's handwriting. So many memories from just one person's handwriting. I can even tell that she wrote it using her Fountain pen because of the color and flow of the ink.
This particular recipe which mom cites the source as the back of the KRAFT package, was to be made and refrigerated and served chilled. However, Mom and I discovered that we liked it even better warm.
Over the years, I came to like it both warm and cold...which is good since it made such a big batch. I also discovered over the years, that if I ate too much of it warm, I got a stomach ache.
It became necessary that if we had this dish, that we had to have it with the Chicken-in-a-Biskit crackers by NABISCO. Often we would go so long in between making the salad that the crackers we had left from the last time would've become stale, and we would have to go and buy a new box along with the other ingredients for the salad.
It never failed for several years that when I would go get the groceries, I would inevitably be going from memory as it was usually a spur of the moment idea to make it, and I would end up forgetting a key ingredient. Although, now that I have made it so many times, I very rarely forget anything if I'm at the store and don't have the recipe at hand to consult.
We actually didn't make it very often due to the time involved and number of dishes, pots, and pans it took to make it. Whenever mom saw me start the preparations, she knew exactly what I was up to and her face would light up with anticipation..."OH! Are you making Seaside Salad?", she would ask excitedly.
It did help when frozen peas started coming in microwavable packages. That at least saved one pan!
It does seem to be somewhat of an acquired taste; however, I'm happy to report that my whole family now likes this favorite recipe.
One other note to make about Mom's recipe book that this favorite comes from...the cover is quite humorous...
Nov 15, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 15: Experience
An experience I am thankful for occurred in May 2009. Check out the Disney World American Idol Experience blog post I wrote about it at the time.
I am grateful for the amazing experience and the encouragement from my family.
What a rush!
Unfortunately, the American Idol Experience at Disney World is no more, and this will be the final year of the actual show, but I am very blessed to have a singing voice that made the cut while the experience was available.
I am grateful for the amazing experience and the encouragement from my family.
What a rush!
Unfortunately, the American Idol Experience at Disney World is no more, and this will be the final year of the actual show, but I am very blessed to have a singing voice that made the cut while the experience was available.
Nov 14, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 14: Something New
I am very thankful for something new everyday.
As the hymn goes:
"...morning by morning new mercies I see."
"...strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow."
Every new day that I am given another opportunity to rise and be on this earth is a day to be thankful.
Nov 13, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 13: Something Old
In direct contrast to yesterday's thankful post about gadgets (which I think of as NEW things), today I am thankful for something old.
Is it my old broken down couch that is my favorite cozy place?
Perhaps it is my old pair of slippers that keep my feet snug and warm.
Surely, it can't be that container in the back of the fridge that has unidentifiable contents.
So what is it then?
When I hear the two words "something old," I tend to associate that with an item the bride is supposed to have in her possession on her wedding day, like her mother's pearl necklace or a granny's handkerchief.
What exactly constitutes something old? Is it something familiar or something aged?
Does it have to be 5 years or older? 10 years or older? Does it have to be an antique or on the registry of historical places?
If I say my something old is a dear friend, does it mean that my friend has had more birthdays than she wants to count or that we have been friends for a very long time?
All the pondering thoughts above are excellent questions and could even be considered qualifiers, but I haven't revealed the something old for which I am grateful, have I?
When my grandma passed away, I became the new owner of all her sewing notions...wooden spools, jars of buttons, darning needles, scraps of material, embroidery thread, and even her old treadle machine. But rather than the actual sewing paraphernalia, I am thankful for the memories I have of Grandma when I look at those things. Thinking of all the careful handwork she did with those items brings fond memories and makes me appreciate her thriftiness and craftsmanship. No one thinks twice about throwing away an old pair of socks with holes, and pairs of jeans are now purchased already ripped. But I can remember the care Grandma took when patching torn jeans or when darning a sock with a thinning heel, and I am in awe of that day and age and Grandma's tenacity.
Is it my old broken down couch that is my favorite cozy place?
Perhaps it is my old pair of slippers that keep my feet snug and warm.
Surely, it can't be that container in the back of the fridge that has unidentifiable contents.
So what is it then?
When I hear the two words "something old," I tend to associate that with an item the bride is supposed to have in her possession on her wedding day, like her mother's pearl necklace or a granny's handkerchief.
What exactly constitutes something old? Is it something familiar or something aged?
Does it have to be 5 years or older? 10 years or older? Does it have to be an antique or on the registry of historical places?
If I say my something old is a dear friend, does it mean that my friend has had more birthdays than she wants to count or that we have been friends for a very long time?
All the pondering thoughts above are excellent questions and could even be considered qualifiers, but I haven't revealed the something old for which I am grateful, have I?
When my grandma passed away, I became the new owner of all her sewing notions...wooden spools, jars of buttons, darning needles, scraps of material, embroidery thread, and even her old treadle machine. But rather than the actual sewing paraphernalia, I am thankful for the memories I have of Grandma when I look at those things. Thinking of all the careful handwork she did with those items brings fond memories and makes me appreciate her thriftiness and craftsmanship. No one thinks twice about throwing away an old pair of socks with holes, and pairs of jeans are now purchased already ripped. But I can remember the care Grandma took when patching torn jeans or when darning a sock with a thinning heel, and I am in awe of that day and age and Grandma's tenacity.
Nov 12, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 12: Gadget
Gadget, gadget, who has the best gadget?
If I could invent a gadget that could do something spectacular, what would it do?
After this morning's debacle, I'm thinking a smart coffee maker that knows when it needs to be cleaned or serviced and then actually walks you through the steps to correct the problem right on the unit's unique message center through voice commands or an instructional video so there is no question about what needs to be done. Perhaps there exists such a lovely beast already, however, the fancy-looking machine annoying me today does not have any such feature. I'm left to guess and wonder why it will not produce the black liquid I so desperately crave. I tried all the troubleshooting tips until I was finally furious enough I decided to throw in the filter and run to the nearest coffee shop for a fresh brewed cup without the hassle just to get my caffeine.
If I could invent a gadget that could do something spectacular, what would it do?
After this morning's debacle, I'm thinking a smart coffee maker that knows when it needs to be cleaned or serviced and then actually walks you through the steps to correct the problem right on the unit's unique message center through voice commands or an instructional video so there is no question about what needs to be done. Perhaps there exists such a lovely beast already, however, the fancy-looking machine annoying me today does not have any such feature. I'm left to guess and wonder why it will not produce the black liquid I so desperately crave. I tried all the troubleshooting tips until I was finally furious enough I decided to throw in the filter and run to the nearest coffee shop for a fresh brewed cup without the hassle just to get my caffeine.
Just because a gadget or appliance looks high-tech or fancy, doesn't mean it's going to make your life any easier. Perhaps we need a gadget that will fix all the wonderful gadgets when they don't work properly or make life even more difficult.
I suppose you want to know if today's experience was as a result of operator error. As my daughter so lovingly questioned..."You had it plugged in, right??"
Yes, it was plugged in! Yes, there was water in the reservoir; and yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus...now if I could just get Santa to bring me a magical gadget for all my needs at any given time that would be Claus for thanks! LOL!
Despite today's frustrations, there are so many gadgets I am thankful for and appreciate on a daily basis...my smart phone, directional navigation devices, and my iPad just to name a few.
Nov 11, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 11: Tradition
Today I am thankful that a tradition is something that can be made new every year. Repeating rituals again and again can be comforting and definitely something to look forward to as a child. However, as an adult, associating the memories of a lost loved one with a traditional event can be so painful. Due to that loved one's absence, creating a different ritual is sometimes necessary to get past the happier traditions of days gone by that are now just sad.
My mom loved every aspect of Thanksgiving dinner--the turkey and all the trimmings as well as family gathered at her table. Special recipes were reserved and only prepared for this November holiday. She looked forward to the lemon-lime gelatin salad and cranberry relish that complimented the flavor of the turkey and dressing so well.
Last year, as the Thanksgiving Day holiday came up so quickly following Mom's death, I couldn't bear to make her favorite dishes without her there to enjoy them, and thus a new plan was made.
We made reservations at a country club for their Thanksgiving buffet and enjoyed all the festive foods without the cooking and clean up. I watched the Thanksgiving Day parade on television for the first time ever, leisurely got ready to go, and had a most enjoyable time with my family. We had such a good time, that we are planning to do the same outing again this year, which now makes it a tradition.
My mom loved every aspect of Thanksgiving dinner--the turkey and all the trimmings as well as family gathered at her table. Special recipes were reserved and only prepared for this November holiday. She looked forward to the lemon-lime gelatin salad and cranberry relish that complimented the flavor of the turkey and dressing so well.
Last year, as the Thanksgiving Day holiday came up so quickly following Mom's death, I couldn't bear to make her favorite dishes without her there to enjoy them, and thus a new plan was made.
We made reservations at a country club for their Thanksgiving buffet and enjoyed all the festive foods without the cooking and clean up. I watched the Thanksgiving Day parade on television for the first time ever, leisurely got ready to go, and had a most enjoyable time with my family. We had such a good time, that we are planning to do the same outing again this year, which now makes it a tradition.
Nov 10, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 10: Time of Day
The following lyrics from a 1969 Chicago tune started
playing in my head when I read the thankfulness challenge for today:
"As I was walking down the street one day
A man came up to me and asked me what the time was that was
on my watch,
And I said
Does anybody really know what time it is
Does anybody really care
If so I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to cry..."
So many powerful, profound thoughts in one song.
My favorite times of day are probably sunrise (when I'm
awake), sunset, breakfast, lunch, supper, and anytime that there is a latte in
my hand. My least favorite times of day are those moments when overwhelming
grief and depression set in keeping me from whatever the task at hand needs to
be.
Nov 9, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 9: Blog/Website
There are more blogs and websites in the great milky way of cyber space then there are people in the world I would guess. I don't have a factual number or proof of that statement, but given that I, myself have eight blogs alone that I've created over the last seven years, this would make my hypothesis quite correct.
On day 9 of this 30 days of thankfulness challenge, I declare my gratitude for blogger being a free service on the Internet for my creative outlet. Someday I hope to have a blog that is helpful or so delightfully entertaining that it would be Goggled daily and read by the masses, but for now I am content with the self-serving purpose it provides for me to have an online journal I can access whenever the mood strikes.
I do enjoy reading various blogs written by others, but sometimes that gets overwhelming. Like visiting the Smithsonian, I could spend months and even years reading, and still not devour mentally what everyone else is blogging about.
Admittedly, I selfishly enjoy re-reading my own blog posts because they are my oldest and dearest friends. They know me, and I know them. I get their humor and usually remember how they will end--like watching a favorite movie for the 100th time--it is comforting.
Blogging is better than hand-writing in a journal and sometimes even better than talking out loud because I can pause for just the right word or consult an online thesaurus when just the right word doesn't come to mind. I can backspace and choose my phrasing more carefully instead of getting tongue-tied or worse yet, saying something I shouldn't and regretting it forever. Blog posts can sit in draft mode and marinate where I can re-visit them and revise whole paragraphs before publishing. All these qualities appeal to the low self-confidence in me that screams to leave my mouth shut in social situations where I may come off sounding less intelligent than I have been told I am.
For my future reference, here are a list of all my blogs:
Life's Too Short to Fold Underwear
Casual Day Designs
Bedtime for Mary Children's Book
2013 Summer Vacation
2010 Trip to O'Fallon, MO
2009 Vacations
2008 Recap
I am thankful for each and every one and the therapeutic outlet they provide.
On day 9 of this 30 days of thankfulness challenge, I declare my gratitude for blogger being a free service on the Internet for my creative outlet. Someday I hope to have a blog that is helpful or so delightfully entertaining that it would be Goggled daily and read by the masses, but for now I am content with the self-serving purpose it provides for me to have an online journal I can access whenever the mood strikes.
I do enjoy reading various blogs written by others, but sometimes that gets overwhelming. Like visiting the Smithsonian, I could spend months and even years reading, and still not devour mentally what everyone else is blogging about.
Admittedly, I selfishly enjoy re-reading my own blog posts because they are my oldest and dearest friends. They know me, and I know them. I get their humor and usually remember how they will end--like watching a favorite movie for the 100th time--it is comforting.
Blogging is better than hand-writing in a journal and sometimes even better than talking out loud because I can pause for just the right word or consult an online thesaurus when just the right word doesn't come to mind. I can backspace and choose my phrasing more carefully instead of getting tongue-tied or worse yet, saying something I shouldn't and regretting it forever. Blog posts can sit in draft mode and marinate where I can re-visit them and revise whole paragraphs before publishing. All these qualities appeal to the low self-confidence in me that screams to leave my mouth shut in social situations where I may come off sounding less intelligent than I have been told I am.
For my future reference, here are a list of all my blogs:
Life's Too Short to Fold Underwear
Casual Day Designs
Bedtime for Mary Children's Book
2013 Summer Vacation
2010 Trip to O'Fallon, MO
2009 Vacations
2008 Recap
I am thankful for each and every one and the therapeutic outlet they provide.
Nov 8, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 8: Restaurant
There is a Mexican restaurant in my town that I frequent at least twice a week. The food is reasonably priced, ready in 15 minutes or less, and always satisfies my craving. I can't buy and prepare that kind of meal for the same price and time, so I am very thankful I have that option when I don't have the time or motivation to cook at home.
Early on in our marriage, we lived in a larger town with plenty of restaurant choices and delivery options. In fact, when we were opening wedding gifts (in front of several family members), and a cookbook was tucked inside one of the kitchen-themed presents, my husband exclaimed that I probably wouldn't know what to do with that if there were not food establishment speed dial numbers printed inside.
Nevertheless, three years later, we moved to a small rural bedroom community that not only didn't have delivery, it didn't even have a fast food place!! A corner greasy spoon for lunch and an only-open-a-couple-nights-a-week "supper club" were the ONLY out to eat options.
Out of necessity, I HAD to learn to cook. I actually became quite good and have even prepared whole Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners for extended family gatherings.
However, when Tequila's Mexican Bar & Grill opened a few years ago, I was ecstatic to say the least, and grateful that our tiny burg had moved into the 20th century!
All this talk about the restaurant I am thankful for has prompted me to order my favorite enchilada lunch...
Early on in our marriage, we lived in a larger town with plenty of restaurant choices and delivery options. In fact, when we were opening wedding gifts (in front of several family members), and a cookbook was tucked inside one of the kitchen-themed presents, my husband exclaimed that I probably wouldn't know what to do with that if there were not food establishment speed dial numbers printed inside.
Nevertheless, three years later, we moved to a small rural bedroom community that not only didn't have delivery, it didn't even have a fast food place!! A corner greasy spoon for lunch and an only-open-a-couple-nights-a-week "supper club" were the ONLY out to eat options.
Out of necessity, I HAD to learn to cook. I actually became quite good and have even prepared whole Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners for extended family gatherings.
However, when Tequila's Mexican Bar & Grill opened a few years ago, I was ecstatic to say the least, and grateful that our tiny burg had moved into the 20th century!
All this talk about the restaurant I am thankful for has prompted me to order my favorite enchilada lunch...
Nov 7, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 7: Scent
Espresso!
Is there anything more heavenly than the scent of coffee?
Not for me!
Mom was an avid coffee drinker 'putting a pot on' first thing thing in the morning and keeping it going all day long. I don't know how many percolators she went through in her lifetime. She never wanted to try a drip unit. However, I did talk her into a one-cup Keurig system in her last few years as it didn't require being on her feet as long to get a cup.
My grandma always added cream and sugar to her coffee when she drank it which was usually reserved for special occasions only. Even though she and mom liked coffee, I didn't get on the caffeine-wagon at that time. That being said, I surely did think it smelled good while it was brewing-- even back then.
I was nearly 30 when I first acquired a genuine taste for the liquid gold, and then I would not discover my love of the rich and creamy espresso-based lattes for several years after that.
One of my favorite things to do now that I am a coffee snob is experience as many different coffeehouses as I can. I really should be writing a travel/coffeehouse review blog on all the places I have found and tried over the years. At one point, I had quite an extensive list of coffeehouse names. The Christian bookstore/coffeehouse pairing named Holy Grounds is one of the most clever names I have run across.
Nothing beats the aroma of the coffee brewing as you walk into one of those cozy establishments.
While atmosphere and the demeanor of the barista play important roles in the whole social experience, it really comes down to flavor. I am learning it's all in how the beans are roasted.
So very thankful for the scent of coffee.
Is there anything more heavenly than the scent of coffee?
Not for me!
Mom was an avid coffee drinker 'putting a pot on' first thing thing in the morning and keeping it going all day long. I don't know how many percolators she went through in her lifetime. She never wanted to try a drip unit. However, I did talk her into a one-cup Keurig system in her last few years as it didn't require being on her feet as long to get a cup.
My grandma always added cream and sugar to her coffee when she drank it which was usually reserved for special occasions only. Even though she and mom liked coffee, I didn't get on the caffeine-wagon at that time. That being said, I surely did think it smelled good while it was brewing-- even back then.
I was nearly 30 when I first acquired a genuine taste for the liquid gold, and then I would not discover my love of the rich and creamy espresso-based lattes for several years after that.
Nothing beats the aroma of the coffee brewing as you walk into one of those cozy establishments.
While atmosphere and the demeanor of the barista play important roles in the whole social experience, it really comes down to flavor. I am learning it's all in how the beans are roasted.
So very thankful for the scent of coffee.
Nov 6, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 6: Pair of Shoes
I will forever be grateful that I do not have to wear wooden shoes!
The hard, solid clogs worn by the Dutch in days of old have no cushion and no comfort. Can you imagine the blisters and splinters bestowed upon the wearer as a result of this lacquered footwear faux pas?? It makes my toes curl just thinking about it! They must have served some specific purpose in their time, but I am so thankful for the myriad of choices in my closet that are practical, stylish, comfortable and NOT made of wood.
I am the first to admit that I probably own too many pairs of shoes, but that's just a woman thing, right?
Several pairs of shoes have been donated within the last couple years, but I still have at least 15 pairs in my closet. Again, I reiterate that none of those 15 pairs are wooden shoes which makes me extremely happy!
That being said, I do own the above pair of wooden shoes, but those are purely for decoration and unfortunately, I can't seem to get rid of them. Oh, I have tried, but they found their way back. Wooden Shoe like to know why I can't get rid of them?? Well, we will just have to save that story for another post ;)
I am the first to admit that I probably own too many pairs of shoes, but that's just a woman thing, right?
Several pairs of shoes have been donated within the last couple years, but I still have at least 15 pairs in my closet. Again, I reiterate that none of those 15 pairs are wooden shoes which makes me extremely happy!
That being said, I do own the above pair of wooden shoes, but those are purely for decoration and unfortunately, I can't seem to get rid of them. Oh, I have tried, but they found their way back. Wooden Shoe like to know why I can't get rid of them?? Well, we will just have to save that story for another post ;)
Nov 5, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 5: Place
When thinking about a place I am thankful for, several places came to mind. One place I have visited three different times now kept coming back to me as I contemplated today's prompt. In Orlando, Florida, a little over 1,400 miles from where I reside is "the happiest place on earth." I am, of course, talking about Disney World.
Disney was never a vacation destination for my family when I was younger. So when the first opportunity arose to go while my daughter was just 8 years old, I was more than a little excited--not only for my daughter, but for myself as well. Mickey Mouse and the gang in addition to the Disney Princesses were the hit of the trip and a princess makeover was on the list of things to do as well.
Thinking this would be a once in a lifetime trip, we also managed to incorporate several off-site shows, Kennedy Space Center, Cocoa Beach, and Universal Studios into the mix. However, just two years later, we would get to go again. That time my daughter was big into the Hannah Montana show and her Miley makeover was definitely included in the experience. In 2013, Disney World would be on our radar once more, and this time, the American Idol Experience was one of the many featured attractions we made sure to take in.
Each visit to Disney World was different and each was memorable. There is definitely something magical about being at Disney and enjoying all the incredible moments and amenities that are unique to that special place. Seeing the castle is one of those highlights that take your breath away. And the end-of-the-night fireworks display at any one of the parks is beyond words and unable to be captured on film as accurately as seeing it in person.
I am so grateful for not only getting to go to Disney World once, but having the opportunity to visit on three separate occasions. None of those trips would have been possible without the planning and knowledge of my cousin, Beth. Beth was employed at Disneyland when she lived in California, and she has researched and gone to quite extensive lengths to put together a package of outstanding travel tips and advice for anyone wanting to go. Her Disney Travel guide is available for a small fee and is well worth the price if you follow her expertise on cost-saving planning.
Disney was never a vacation destination for my family when I was younger. So when the first opportunity arose to go while my daughter was just 8 years old, I was more than a little excited--not only for my daughter, but for myself as well. Mickey Mouse and the gang in addition to the Disney Princesses were the hit of the trip and a princess makeover was on the list of things to do as well.
Thinking this would be a once in a lifetime trip, we also managed to incorporate several off-site shows, Kennedy Space Center, Cocoa Beach, and Universal Studios into the mix. However, just two years later, we would get to go again. That time my daughter was big into the Hannah Montana show and her Miley makeover was definitely included in the experience. In 2013, Disney World would be on our radar once more, and this time, the American Idol Experience was one of the many featured attractions we made sure to take in.
Each visit to Disney World was different and each was memorable. There is definitely something magical about being at Disney and enjoying all the incredible moments and amenities that are unique to that special place. Seeing the castle is one of those highlights that take your breath away. And the end-of-the-night fireworks display at any one of the parks is beyond words and unable to be captured on film as accurately as seeing it in person.
I am so grateful for not only getting to go to Disney World once, but having the opportunity to visit on three separate occasions. None of those trips would have been possible without the planning and knowledge of my cousin, Beth. Beth was employed at Disneyland when she lived in California, and she has researched and gone to quite extensive lengths to put together a package of outstanding travel tips and advice for anyone wanting to go. Her Disney Travel guide is available for a small fee and is well worth the price if you follow her expertise on cost-saving planning.
Nov 4, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 4: Favorite Snack
"Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone?" Matthew 7:9 NIV
God bless M&M's! You know?! They are the perfect snack food for chocolate lovers.
While the Mars Company, I think, may have taken the flavors and types of M&M's a little too far, nothing beats the plain candies! With the seasonal color options that are available, the holiday recipes that include M&M's are so festive.
I admit, however, that I no longer am able to eat a peanut butter M&M. The reason for that is because I overdosed on them one time and ruined any future we might have had together. [On a side note, my husband's favorite flavor of M&M is still not the crispy M&M's.]
The peanut M&M's are okay, and I will eat them if there is no other chocolate in the house, but I prefer the plain. Give me a bowl of popcorn and a bag of plain M&M's and a romantic comedy in my cozy place and I am in favorite snack heaven!
Having a favorite snack is like having a cozy place...it's comforting and familiar; and for those of us who don't like to step out of our comfort zone, it suits us to have both.
This autumnal time is reserved for a special snack. By combining plain M&M's with peanuts and candy corn, you will have the most addictive, sweet and salty snack ever made. I am currently on my fourth batch of this mix for the season!
Being thankful for my favorite snack just reminds me that I am ever so grateful for any and all food I am able to put on my table.
I recently saw a cute DIY gift idea on the Holiday Corner Facebook page. Fill a jar full of the red and green Christmas M&M's and attach the following poem printed out on card stock with a fancy border:
God bless M&M's! You know?! They are the perfect snack food for chocolate lovers.
While the Mars Company, I think, may have taken the flavors and types of M&M's a little too far, nothing beats the plain candies! With the seasonal color options that are available, the holiday recipes that include M&M's are so festive.
I admit, however, that I no longer am able to eat a peanut butter M&M. The reason for that is because I overdosed on them one time and ruined any future we might have had together. [On a side note, my husband's favorite flavor of M&M is still not the crispy M&M's.]
The peanut M&M's are okay, and I will eat them if there is no other chocolate in the house, but I prefer the plain. Give me a bowl of popcorn and a bag of plain M&M's and a romantic comedy in my cozy place and I am in favorite snack heaven!
Having a favorite snack is like having a cozy place...it's comforting and familiar; and for those of us who don't like to step out of our comfort zone, it suits us to have both.
This autumnal time is reserved for a special snack. By combining plain M&M's with peanuts and candy corn, you will have the most addictive, sweet and salty snack ever made. I am currently on my fourth batch of this mix for the season!
Being thankful for my favorite snack just reminds me that I am ever so grateful for any and all food I am able to put on my table.
I recently saw a cute DIY gift idea on the Holiday Corner Facebook page. Fill a jar full of the red and green Christmas M&M's and attach the following poem printed out on card stock with a fancy border:
M & M Christmas Poem
As you hold these candies in your hand
and turn them you will see
the "M" becomes a "W", an "E", and then a "3".
E is for the East where the star shone so bright.
M is for the manger where the baby Jesus slept at night.
3 is for the wise men bearing gifts, with which they came.
W is for the worship, Hallelujah! Praise his name!
Nov 3, 2015
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 3: Cozy Place
My cozy place I am thankful for is also my favorite place to sit and relax in my favorite room of the house...so naturally I have written about it before.
What makes this place I am thankful for a cozy place? It's familiar.
What makes an old broken couch in a small cluttered room a cozy place? Sitting there is quite predictable actually. There are no surprises in my cozy place. It puts me at ease, and does not create stress.
It's a place I can go and relax and feel safe, and I am grateful to have a place like that.
I have napped in my cozy place. I have even slept through the night in my cozy place.
My cozy place allows me opportunities to journal or read or watch television.
Setting up a tray in front of my cozy place, I can dine on takeout while watching any FRIENDS episode.
In my cozy place, I can hear what's going on in any other part of the house and know what the noise is, where it's coming from, and who is making it.
From the warmth and security of my cozy place, I can gaze out the windows and watch the wildlife in my yard or monitor my elderly neighbor as she weeds the flowers around her house.
By just looking out the window from my cozy place, the weather or perhaps the time of day can be assessed without ever glancing at my phone.
Other functions of my cozy place can include but are not limited to: a spot to rest or recuperate if I've been ill, or a place to do my crafts like my rug hooking, or the chair where I can sit and talk on the phone.
During the Christmas season, I can relax in my cozy place in my pajamas under a blanket and admire the glow of the twinkle lights on the tree while listening to carols.
At the current moment, I have my laptop in my lap typing this blog post while sitting in my cozy place.
I am very grateful for my cozy place and do not take it for granted. I appreciate the fact that I do have a place I can call cozy when the winter winds are whipping or the heat and humidity of a sweltering summer day keep me inside. This cozy place that I am thankful for is a cozy place for all seasons, and for that, I am extremely grateful.
30 Days of Thankfulness - Day 2: Animal
BEWARE OF DOG! ... for he will leave lasting paw prints on your heart!
I will forever be thankful for the love and companionship our Golden Retriever provided. We adopted him in the summer of 1998 after moving back to Iowa from Missouri. My son who was just turning nine, was a fan of the "Buddy" movies wherein the dog ends up being a member on various sports teams--the first one in the movie series was basketball-themed and titled "Air Bud." So, of course, our dog's name would be Buddy!
Since this Buddy was AKC registered, we listed his name officially as Buddy O' Love. (You see, another favorite movie of ours at that time was "The Nutty Professor" with Eddie Murphy where the professor's second personality was named Buddy Love)...guess you can deduce already that we like to watch movies in our house! Even though Buddy had Golden Retriever papers, we unfortunately never met his parents (a mistake I won't make a second time if and when the time comes that I want to adopt a dog again). With his darker red coat and longer nose, we always felt Buddy must have been part Irish Setter. Whatever he was, he was definitely a smart and unique creature, and my son loved him very much.
Our Buddy O' Love was born in July 1998, so he was still a young puppy when he became part of our family; and like most puppies, he chewed on EVERYTHING...sometimes even my very last nerve. He also barked at everything incessantly! But he also faithfully gave us his full attention and sincere affection that kept us from being mad at him for very long.
As you can see from the video above, Ross and Buddy were inseparable. The bit where Ross is on roller blades with Buddy pulling him down the sidewalk was nearly a daily routine for the dynamic duo, and the neighbors took great delight in watching the spectacle. I cringed everyday wondering if my son would take a tumble and be dragged for several hundred feet or if they would not get stopped in time and careen out into oncoming traffic at the end of the block.
A simple game of fetch or a more strenuous rope tug-of-war or wrestling play were Ross and Buddy's favorite pastimes. Ross would not allow the 'puppy' inside of Buddy to ever grow up.
Ross and Buddy attended a dog training class as part of a 4-H project early on, and Ross received a trophy for most improved dog handler. When my son moved to Texas after attending community college, Buddy went with him. And when Ross later moved to Northern Minnesota, Buddy moved back in with us and became my companion for walks and car rides and just sitting and watching movies.
In his senior years, Buddy lost most of his hearing. He never lost his trust and love for us; however.
After his passing at the ripe old canine age of 15, we all delighted in sharing some of our favorite memories of our beloved pet...
"He would howl longer than any other dog in the neighborhood when the noon siren blew."
"He once ate a half of a bag of chocolate candy."
"He once ate the middle out of a sour cream cake that was cooling on the counter (which we later frosted and served at a family potluck)."
"He devoured $100 worth of groceries...in the form of a supermarket gift certificate LOL."
"He stuck his nose up the judge's skirt at an obedience show."
"He could roll around on the ground just right to undo the clip on his rope setting himself free."
When Mary was little, she was asked what kind of dog she had, to which she replied, "An Orange one."
"There was a time when he could heel, but in his later years, he really just wanted to get places quicker."
"He was deaf as a post, but his smeller still worked."
Pets do indeed become part of the family, and Buddy was no exception. It was heart wrenching to watch as he became more and more feeble, and I could not imagine ever going through that again.
Two years have gone by since Buddy left us to cross over the Rainbow Bridge and I am now at the point again of contemplating adopting a dog. I guess if you've loved a dog once, you could love a dog again.
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