Cyber cleaning

I deleated my Facebook account. (Gasp!)  The reason is simple, I'm wasting way too much time online. Facebook is a valuable tool, that for me, has created the monster of searching endless hours online for "friends".  These cyber friends are people that I have not talked to in over 20 years, and quite frankly up until FB, that was just fine with me. Maybe it's my nosey nature. Anyways, this week I did a time inventory and realized that FB sucks up an huge amount of my time.  Couple that with the barage of worthless, and sometimes offensive info that assaults me from people I thought I knew....
Much easier to delete myself than to try and delete 'friends" (ouch)
My girls will be thrilled, they think I am entirely too old for FB.  I will have much moer time to devote to my new passion of knitting.  Maybe I will even get supper cooked around here!
Mostly I will have more time to blog, which all you fellowbloggers know is tremendously therapeutic.
So, won't see you on Facebook for a while, but I'll still be blogging, and stopping in at the "home' of all my bloggy friends who make me smile!

The ups and down....

This week was a bit of a roller coaster.  It doesn't help that in my highly excitable, hugely emotional mind I tend to view everything in drastic extremes. I have lots of favorites because truly, in my mind, whatever I am judging at that moment is usually catogorized by " the best" or " the worst".  There is no middle ground with me.  Call me unstable, maybe I am, but I know how to fully squeeze the enjoyment out of a moment. The downside is that mediocre days can sometimes seem horrible, catastrophic, or even tragic.  I am the queen of superlatives.  I guess that's why God gave me "steady Eddy".  The man of logic. Mr. Analytical.  The guy that brings me back to reality several times a day.  He has the uncanny ability to read the same email as me and interpret it entirely different. I can just see the writers smearks, hear the sighs, and detect sarcasm, while he just reads it as words on a screen, just a string of facts, taken at face value.

Sometimes I get frustrated when he does not understand my full on drama. His eyes glaze over as I retell the conversation WORD FOR WORD that I had with whoever it was that "ruined my day". As I continue my downward spiral, he usually stops me with a comment like " Really?"  That one word signal usually brings me down a notch and back to the land of the mentally sound.

I will say, despite the fact that he is my sounding board, my anchor in this tumultuous life I lead, I kinda feel sorry for him somedays.  He doesn't get it when I sob at the movies.  He doesn't feel that it is necessary to cry and raise his hands in worship.  He never imagines the dire consequences that can result from picking a boring movie or the wrong place to eat dinner.  No, he just ambles through life, living in the moment, rarely borrowing trouble.  He finds it easy to drift off into a nap with no worries.  His favorite response is "It'll be alright."

Living life with a complete opposite of yourself can sometimes be frustrating, but we have been blessed to find the rythmn of completing the other.  I am blessed woman that his genes are found in my girls, who although no doubt enjoy a little drama now and then mostly look through life as he does.... content.

These are my thoughts this Saturday morning about the man that sleeps beside me and drives me crazy.

Mount Zion

Those that trust in the Lord are as secure as Mount Zion; they will not be defeated but will endure forever.

Psalms 125:1

Bobcat Ramble

I am super excited! The Bobcat Ramble is coming soon! I've motivated! I'm running. I'm gonna blow these slowpokes outta the water this year!

No one told me

that when I was a mom of teenagers..........
..............there would be days that they hated me. 
..............there would be times that I could not fix it.
..............that it's better to nod and listen than to jump in and advise.
..............I would finally see the downside to hormones.
..............I can't give them the world.
..............I can no longer plan their future.
..............I would have to learn to pick my battles.
..............I would see myself in them and know exactly what they were thinking.....
..............and that that very thing would scare me to death!
...............I would need to hold tighter to God than I do to them.

Secrets....

Look what $25 can get you.....

That is, when you shop Salvation Army. This chair was in perfect condition! I was so excited because it is exactly what we were looking for in Ginny's room!

The best part was finding a pair of ski pants for Leslie's ski trip for $4.00.  Can't think of a better way to spend a Saturday afternoon than bargain hunting with my girls and mom.