Catholic wife and stepmother with a congenital heart defect. Surviving and thriving on sarcasm, profanity, love, and the Lord, not necessarily in that order.
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Tuesday 5: Take me out to the ball game
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Tuesday 5: On Food, Hair, and Humans
1. I was up way too early this morning, planning restaurant dishes in my head. Do I own a restaurant? No. Am I a trained chef? No. But, if you need a sandwich called "The Homeland" that features Vienna sausage, homemade sauerkraut and a condiment that features mustard with some kick, you know where you can't get it! My imaginary restaurant that serves international cuisine. (Including entremets for dessert. Different ones weekly!)
2. We got a pretty good deal on a new TV for the office this week. Previously, we had an old CRT TV. In honor of the occasion, I dedicated myself to playing on the old PS2. Vice City, Gauntlet, and Ratchet and Clank are my favorites. Good times.
3. I got my hair updated with some fall highlights. One of the colors is a deep brown with a red tone. In certain lighting, it looks kinda purpley. It makes me wanna dye my whole head that color. What do you think?
4. I love fall food, but I am trying to stay away from a lot of it, because it usually has a lot of starchy stuff featured. What are your favorite fall recipes that are also good for you? I need some ideas that are tasty and everyone will enjoy.
5. I cannot be the only one who has 0 interest in reality TV these days, am I? I saw a promo for Little Women: LA on the Lifetime network and it skeeved me out. I know these women are apparently okay with exploiting themselves, but it's just so icky. If you want something worth reading and following, I recommend Humans of New York. He is currently featuring a series on refugees and it is heartbreaking and breathtaking and will help you to refocus on real humanity. HONY is on Facebook and Instagram. Look at the world, and your fellow human beings, differently and with love and dignity, my friends.
Have a great week!
Thursday, October 1, 2015
My child would be...
My child would be in preschool. I would have picked them up and seen the smile spread across their cherubic face. My child would have given me sticky kisses and grabbed my hand with dirty hands of their own. Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Guarding Hearts
Sunday, September 27, 2015
I think about Them
My husband and I are the nonresidential parents of his son and daughter. We get his son every other weekend and Tuesday evenings. We get his daughter usually every weekend.
This weekend, as I mentioned in my Tuesday 5 last week, my husband had to work and my step kiddos stayed with their respective mothers.
I had the house all to myself! What to do with all my free time?
Well, I did get some good garage saling action in and got all my laundry nearly finished. However, I found myself thinking about them all weekend, too.
On Friday night, we talked about the kids and how they were doing in school and sports. On Saturday, I found myself thinking about a song that Ashley likes and singing it while I was picking up a garage sale item I found for her. Today, I was thinking about how they both do such great jobs around the house and while going through the week's mail, found Daden's scorecard from last week's league bowling match. I proceeded to post it above the dry erase board on his room's door and then writing him a note of inspiration. I couldn't leave Ashley out, so I left her an encouraging note about her volleyball skills on her dry erase board.
As a stepmother, especially as the household that neither kid resides in, it's tough to go as long as we do without seeing them. I know there are people who can't stand the family they gained through marriage, but I will never know those feelings. My husband and I cherish the time we get and we try to be there for them as much as we are able, but we still miss the, every day they aren't here.
I think about them a lot in all I do. I always wonder what they are up to, if they are having fun, if they are acting as the calm and responsible teens we see on the weekends, if they know how much we care for them and pray for them.
Do not try to tell me I don't have the right to be concerned for them. Do not try to tell me that I shouldn't be involved because it may step on toes or hurt some feelings. Thankfully, we have very amicable relationships with both of their mothers. But, I would be involved no matter what, because they are my children, too...step or not. When you get random hugs from your sweet teen daughter, that step part vanishes. When you fully understand your son's anxiety and ADD, because you have it, too...that step part disintegrates.
You do the best for your kids no matter the situation, because they ARE that important. Step doesn't need to lead or follow. No equivocation. I think about them and I miss them and I love them, with or without those four extra letters.
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Tuesday 5...on a Tuesday?
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Belated 5: Acting with Compassion
I subtitled this one: LOVE without ceasing. In order to act with compassion, we need to look at that person and decide to love them. We need to cast our negativity aside and open our hearts to helping them. As Dr. King stated (and I paraphrase), dark cannot drive out dark, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.
