That is what fills the cavity of a teenagers' skull! Despite the fact that my young people are very important to me, they sometimes say and/or do things that makes it very difficult to believe they have an IQ that even makes it on the charts. Setting all that aside , "YOU GOTTA LOVE EM!", and I do. Tomorrow is a new month, so a new chance to, once again, attempt to plant some seeds of knowledge in the mush that is their brains.
Sweet Dreams!
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
A little family time...
Well, I didn't have the Thanksgiving that I had planned on, but as it turns out is was pretty good. Mom and I went to KMart at 4:30 this morning because we were told they opened at 5, only to find out they didn't open until six. So we went across the road to Shari's and had hot chocolate and toast. Went back to KMart at 6, bought our things and wnet home. We brought all of the Christmas things up from storage, well the snowmen anyway, and I decorated the tree and the living room. This years theme is blue, silver and snwmen. It looks pretty festive in here. Spent the afternoon making bracelets for the children living at the homeless shelter. We also went over to Keith's for dinner. As usual he outdid himself. Had agreat time visiting with my nieces and nephew. Came home and worked on some more bracelets Now I am just waiting to see if Bruce comes over for some of his leftovers be fore he goes to work. Then I'm off to bed.
Sweet Dreams!
Sweet Dreams!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Oops!
Sorry Mom,
Had the date wrong. However, I mean every word of what I said. It doesn't have to be your birthday for me to wish you were here, I wish that every day. I love you and I miss you more all the time.
Had the date wrong. However, I mean every word of what I said. It doesn't have to be your birthday for me to wish you were here, I wish that every day. I love you and I miss you more all the time.
A bittersweet day
Since the purpose of this blog is to write what I feel/felt at a particular moment I will post the message I just sent to Heaven on my facebook, (because I'm positive Mom is reading her Facebook page!)......
A teasing twinkle in her eye, A smile playing on her lips, A giggle at a silly joke, A soft touch of her hand, A warm welcoming hug. These were all gifts given to me by a wonderful woman, and I miss them very much. Mom, today is your birthday, and since you aren't here to make a wish, I will make one....I wish you were here to make a wish. Happy Birthday, I Love You. Jamie C
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Snow...
It's Nov. 21, 2010 and it's snowing for the first time this winter. Of course depending on where you are in Lewiston depends on how much you get. My daughter, Jessi, has abut 4 inches, she lives in the Orchards, and she and her husband, Pat, went out and built a little snowman! I'm glad it's snowing, the feel, sight,
beauty of it kinds of cleans the troubled mind and soul.
I remember when I was a kid and I used to have contests with my brothers on who could catch the most snowflakes on their tongue. Of course they were bigger than me, so my neck got sore quicker and I had to give up earlier. When I was about 5 we lived in Orofino, Id. Our house was at the end of this two mile dirt road that led to the base of a canyon. Our house was right on the edge of the woods that grew at the base. The back of the house was to the trees and the other three sides had fenced in pastures. I used to love to get up really early in the morning and watch the deer eating in the fields. We used to ride the neighbors' horses into the canyon and up to the swimhole. It was fun until the day we met a bear. He came around a rock after we rode through a small stream and scared the horses to death. I was riding double with my brother and almost fell off. The horses took off like a shot! I still don't really remember getting home, I just know we were suddenly there. It was quite a while before we went riding in the canyon again. During stormy nights my brothers used to take a sheet off their bed and hang it in the tree outside my back window and then when the wind blew the sheet around they would make ghost noises. I don't know why they kept doing it, they got in trouble every time from our step-dad. Maybe because it was because I fell for it every time. I thnk my favorite thing about that house was when it snowed the bus couldn't come up to get us so we had the day off from school. My brothers would get their sleds out and we would sled down the entire two miles of road. Of course we had to stop and readjust the sleds to make the bends in the road, but there were some pretty long stretches where we got going pretty fast. Then when we got to the bottom I would lie on one of the sleds, my brothers would take their coats off and pile them on top of me and then they would pull me the entire two miles back to the house. We had some really fun times at that house!
Snow.... white, unique, full of memories
Sweet Dreams
beauty of it kinds of cleans the troubled mind and soul.
I remember when I was a kid and I used to have contests with my brothers on who could catch the most snowflakes on their tongue. Of course they were bigger than me, so my neck got sore quicker and I had to give up earlier. When I was about 5 we lived in Orofino, Id. Our house was at the end of this two mile dirt road that led to the base of a canyon. Our house was right on the edge of the woods that grew at the base. The back of the house was to the trees and the other three sides had fenced in pastures. I used to love to get up really early in the morning and watch the deer eating in the fields. We used to ride the neighbors' horses into the canyon and up to the swimhole. It was fun until the day we met a bear. He came around a rock after we rode through a small stream and scared the horses to death. I was riding double with my brother and almost fell off. The horses took off like a shot! I still don't really remember getting home, I just know we were suddenly there. It was quite a while before we went riding in the canyon again. During stormy nights my brothers used to take a sheet off their bed and hang it in the tree outside my back window and then when the wind blew the sheet around they would make ghost noises. I don't know why they kept doing it, they got in trouble every time from our step-dad. Maybe because it was because I fell for it every time. I thnk my favorite thing about that house was when it snowed the bus couldn't come up to get us so we had the day off from school. My brothers would get their sleds out and we would sled down the entire two miles of road. Of course we had to stop and readjust the sleds to make the bends in the road, but there were some pretty long stretches where we got going pretty fast. Then when we got to the bottom I would lie on one of the sleds, my brothers would take their coats off and pile them on top of me and then they would pull me the entire two miles back to the house. We had some really fun times at that house!
Snow.... white, unique, full of memories
Sweet Dreams
Saturday, November 20, 2010
How Quick a Day Can Change....
In the job that I do I sometimes find myself feeling resentful towards the young parents I work with. I watch the way some of them interact, or don't interact, with their babies and I realize that most of them have absolutely no idea the precious gift they have been given.
How can they possibly not take advantage of every second they have to spend with the infant during the day? A time that could be spent holding the baby close, looking into his/her eyes, and just whispering words of love and admiration. To look into the baby's eyes and realize that somewhere in there he/she is understanding what your saying, and if you "listen" real close you can "hear" them answer back. Then it dawns on me, these parents are but babies themselves and haven't lived life long enough to know that the greatest gifts are given through the tiniest things.
Then, a whirlwind of sunshine streams through the door and right into my arms! From the magic of a hug and kiss from this little girl my day is suddenly the best I've had in weeks! I suddenly realize that even if we don't receive the exact gift we want, we are given a different gift that is just as precious!
Sweet Dreams!
How can they possibly not take advantage of every second they have to spend with the infant during the day? A time that could be spent holding the baby close, looking into his/her eyes, and just whispering words of love and admiration. To look into the baby's eyes and realize that somewhere in there he/she is understanding what your saying, and if you "listen" real close you can "hear" them answer back. Then it dawns on me, these parents are but babies themselves and haven't lived life long enough to know that the greatest gifts are given through the tiniest things.
Then, a whirlwind of sunshine streams through the door and right into my arms! From the magic of a hug and kiss from this little girl my day is suddenly the best I've had in weeks! I suddenly realize that even if we don't receive the exact gift we want, we are given a different gift that is just as precious!
Sweet Dreams!
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Opening doors....
I was told recently, by someone very wise, that I needed to start meeting people and have a life outside my family and hobbies. Well, here goes......
I would like to start by saying that all comments, gripes, complaints, suggestions and ideas that appear are my own, and under no circumstances am I out to speak ill of anyone. The comments on this site are just the ramblings of an insomniac.
The following quote is meant to be my "signature" thought.
"It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go." - Randy Travis (song: Three Wooden Crosses)
Welcome, and I hope you enjoy yourself. Feel free to comment on any of my postings. You are certainly welcome to leave advise and/or personal comments, however, keep in mind that there is a difference between giving constructive critisism and advice, and non-construtive critisism and advice.
Sweet Dreams,
jamie c
I would like to start by saying that all comments, gripes, complaints, suggestions and ideas that appear are my own, and under no circumstances am I out to speak ill of anyone. The comments on this site are just the ramblings of an insomniac.
The following quote is meant to be my "signature" thought.
"It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go." - Randy Travis (song: Three Wooden Crosses)
Welcome, and I hope you enjoy yourself. Feel free to comment on any of my postings. You are certainly welcome to leave advise and/or personal comments, however, keep in mind that there is a difference between giving constructive critisism and advice, and non-construtive critisism and advice.
Sweet Dreams,
jamie c
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