Friday, October 28, 2011

Friday Fun Day

So today at work we wrapped up the end to our United Way Campaign. All week we did various things to raise money for UW. We also volunteered at an inner city school this week. That was SO rewarding. I helped in one of the kindergarten rooms quizzing kids on alphabet flash cards. I had to laugh out loud when the kids kept pronouncing the "Q" as "qwah"...too funny. Today we grilled out hamburgers and hotdogs and played in a cornhole tourney, raffle off prizes, etc.

Tonight, I am spending the evening my love, Jadie Pie. It's going to be a Mom and Me night. Movie and dinner. Her choice all the way around. I am really looking forward to that.

QOTD: I'd rather live a life full of "oh well's" than a life full of "what if's?"

Happy Weekend everyone! <3

Friday, October 7, 2011

Friday Fun Day

QOTD

Ivy: Phil take your socks off

Phil: No, my feet are cold

Ivy: I think you are having a relationship with your socks tonight.

I laughed so hard I nearly fell off the bed! That is one funny girl.

Weekend Plans

Lunch with a friend Saturday
Birthday Party for nephew Max, 4th Birthday!!
Relax, relax, relax!

Daily Deal

Get your Riley Days groove on this weekend, weather's going to be beautiful!
What a great weekend for milling around downtown Greenfield, checking out the arts and crafts, eating some fine "festival food" and watching some wonderful entertainment.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Losing One's Mojo

It's true, I have lost my Mojo. Anyone seen it lying around? If so, please let me know because I am LOST without it. I can't seem to focus or get motivated here. I am sinking quick. How can I be 46 yrs old and still not know what I want to do with my life? I feel so stagnant, like I am stuck in a deep rut that I couldn't work my way out of it if I tried!!

This is the worst feeling in the world. Do I change careers or stay at this job that feels like it's sucking the life out of me. Do I go back to school and get a degree doing something I am passionate about? If so, then what exactly am I passionate about? I don't have a clue. I know I love kids of all ages. I know I love writing. I know I love being outdoors and that God, music and sunshine make me feel whole inside. I know I love being a Stay At Home Mom. Other than that...I got nothing. Nadda, zilch, zippo. And what kind of career choices are there for people like me? I need to be able to support myself and my two girls without worry. What's out there?

By now the whole world has heard about the passing of Steve Jobs yesterday. I was reading online and came across a quote of his that really struck a chord with me:

“Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking, and don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it.“ ~ Steve Jobs

That is such a profound statement. I don't love what I do...at all. I am not passionate about what I do...at all. If I could find something that pays well that I could do from home that involves some form of writing and kids, I think I would have it made! Cha-cha-cha!

Until then, I am off to look for my Mojo. Lord, please let me find it soon.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Life is Short

Last Thursday, we got the news that Phil's mom had unexpectedly passed away at the young age of 65. What a tailspin of emotions that followed over the next few days. Phil is my honey bun. Having someone die so quickly and so unexpectedly really, really puts things into perspective for you. I have run the gamut of emotions since then. I have been up then down, then all around. I have cried several times. Felt unsure and overwhelmed and questioned everything. Of course losing a parent is never easy and I think that some of the emotional floods that came pouring out was remembering when my own father passed away and the grief and hurt I experienced at that time. Small world that it is, when my Dad retired, he took a part-time job working at the local country club regripping golf clubs and what not. Phil's mom was the club manager at the Country Club and they worked together. So there is that weird kind of connection that our parents had and now they are both gone. I would like to think as much as they both loved to golf, that maybe they are together playing a round of 18 today in Heaven. :)

So lessons learned from this: love the one your with, love openly and often, tell people NOW how you feel about them so there is nothing left to question, be thankful you are alive and well, hug your kids often, make time for your family, make that phone call TODAY not tomorrow and last but not least, lean on your friends and family and most of GOD when you find yourself in this situation. People really DO want to help in some small way. Let them! If you don't then you are stealing your Blessings!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Melancholy

I came across this wonderful quote from a famous Swiss philosopher and poet, Henri Frédéric Amiel (1821-1881) and I just loved it. It felt as if someone tore into my brain and ripped out my EXACT thoughts. The quote reads like this:

"These pages reproduce me very imperfectly, and there are many things in me of which I find no trace in them. I suppose it is because, in the first place, sadness takes up the pen more readily than joy; and, in the next, because I depend so much upon my surrounding circumstances. When there is no call upon me, and nothing to put me to the test, I fall back into melancholy; and so the practical man, the cheerful man, the literary man, does not appear in these pages. The portrait is lacking in proportion and breadth; it is one-sided, and wants a center; it has, as it were, been painted from too near".

I read that over at least 5 times. That's me! That's the girl I know! I write with passion when my back is up against the wall. The periods when I have no muse and can't find my own words are when I am happy and living my life in the open, not in my journal, in hiding...in secret. I guess that the same thing would hold true for all the great love songs coming from periods of lowliness when the people writing them had broken hearts. The best stories of our lives come from overcoming life's obstacles. When I am feeling melancholy is when I write best.
The very definition of the word melancholy is: a gloomy state of mind, especially when habitual or prolonged; depression or sober thoughtfulness; pensiveness.

Hmmmmm....yep pretty sure that describes how I am feeling these days to a "T".

Monday, September 19, 2011

Surrender

Surrender, Surrender, but don't give yourself away.....

Does anyone ever come to the point in your life where you know that your life is unmanageable and you can't live one more moment in the skin you're in? I woke up feeling exactly that way today. nearly had a panic attack on the way to work. All I could think of was that I need to surrender my heart, my thoughts, my hang-ups and my sins to God. Surrendering ourselves to a higher power can really bring some great relief to our own miseries. I just feel like somewhere along the journey in the past 2 years, I have gotten way off track here. Probably why I am so restless, irritable and discontent. Probably why I keep finding myself feeling like I am pretending to be someone I am not. Probably why I keep finding myself asking what the heck is going on here? Why are things so crazy? Probably why I feel like I am in my own prison.

So admitting to myself and to God that there is an issue is the first step to change. Admitting that I have an issue to others is the surrendering part. Putting the claim into action is the hardest part. But I know no matter what, no matter how crazy life is for me, it's my own doing. Also, I know that I can't, God can and I think I'll let him. <3

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

The waiting is the hardest part

Seems we are always waiting for something or someone in life. We pray for answers to our questions, wants and for some meaning in our lives. Then, we wait. Sometimes we wait for days or months before it becomes clear to us what the answer is. Sometimes it's even longer. The waiting is the hardest part. Living life through faith and believing that we are exactly where we are supposed to be right here, right now is challening to say the least. Especially so if you have issues with being impatient. Which for me, I think "impatient" is my middle name. It's so hard for me to be right here in this moment and not be thinking of what I need to do, what I ought to do, what I should have done, what I could have done, etc. When was the last time you just enjoyed the moment and really savored it for all it was worth?

Hoping for some significant changes in my life and praying for answers to come. The waiting is the hardest part. Did I mention that already??!!??