Ok...so we just have to build another one, and reverse the signs, then all's fair.... harhar
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Repost-Lists and Stuff
I have noticed:
A tired child will whine and cannot be pleased until he gets a nap.
I always ask “why”. Guess I never grew out of that stage.
News which is bad news can sometimes be a good thing.
Those who matter most are sometimes the ones on your mind not the ones with the same blood you have.
The ones with the same blood are usually the ones on your mind. If not, it is the ones with the same heart.
You can forget your past, your heritage and your childhood, but you cannot make it as though it wasn’t a part of you. It shows up in little ways if you don’t let it show in bigger ways.
My kids sass back to me the same things I sassed back to my parents. Where do you suppose they picked that up??
Having a little less material goods is satisfying when the soul is prospering. Having more material things just equates to junk when your soul is dying.
If you play a piano out of tune every day, it sounds just fine. Pretty soon you sing out of tune.
A lot of things labeled “wrong” have to be addressed within context to get a clearer picture of why it happened.
Traditions can be a good thing. Maybe there is a connotation to religion, to culture, to pride. There is a beauty in doing the same thing your family has been doing for so many generations.
You can say the right prayer at the right time with the right words. So what. You can say “Oh God!” suddenly when your back is against the wall and it is enough.
Adults are often too uptight. We often transfer that stress to our children who then take it out on us. Go figure!
The people you love sometimes don’t write back to you. You love them anyway.
I had not been home for 570 days but when I did get here, my mind told me exactly which roads to take and my feet knew where I wanted to walk. My bed no longer felt familiar. My old jeans did.
HAVE A GREAT DAY! LOVE, RUTH
A tired child will whine and cannot be pleased until he gets a nap.
I always ask “why”. Guess I never grew out of that stage.
News which is bad news can sometimes be a good thing.
Those who matter most are sometimes the ones on your mind not the ones with the same blood you have.
The ones with the same blood are usually the ones on your mind. If not, it is the ones with the same heart.
You can forget your past, your heritage and your childhood, but you cannot make it as though it wasn’t a part of you. It shows up in little ways if you don’t let it show in bigger ways.
My kids sass back to me the same things I sassed back to my parents. Where do you suppose they picked that up??
Having a little less material goods is satisfying when the soul is prospering. Having more material things just equates to junk when your soul is dying.
If you play a piano out of tune every day, it sounds just fine. Pretty soon you sing out of tune.
A lot of things labeled “wrong” have to be addressed within context to get a clearer picture of why it happened.
Traditions can be a good thing. Maybe there is a connotation to religion, to culture, to pride. There is a beauty in doing the same thing your family has been doing for so many generations.
You can say the right prayer at the right time with the right words. So what. You can say “Oh God!” suddenly when your back is against the wall and it is enough.
Adults are often too uptight. We often transfer that stress to our children who then take it out on us. Go figure!
The people you love sometimes don’t write back to you. You love them anyway.
I had not been home for 570 days but when I did get here, my mind told me exactly which roads to take and my feet knew where I wanted to walk. My bed no longer felt familiar. My old jeans did.
HAVE A GREAT DAY! LOVE, RUTH
Saturday, January 2, 2010
A little one line laugh (Thanks Robyn!)
The rooster, you know, was going around the barnyard. He kept bragging about himself you know, crowing about himself all day.
And the hens, you know, got so tired of it. They kept following him around-saying "talk, talk talk TALK talk, talk!"
And the hens, you know, got so tired of it. They kept following him around-saying "talk, talk talk TALK talk, talk!"
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
I remember christmas when I was a kid..... I think I'm still just a kid...
Christmas Now and Then (12-1-09)
Once a laugh, and someone is relating a story; smile and wait for the big finish.
An uncle or two you haven’t seen in while, look a little more weathered but contented
An aunt is writing the recipe down so you can try it at home.
How does Christmas feel?
And we did get there early like we hoped we would
In time to settle in with hot, hot coffee black from the pot
And cookies my mother made; yesterday, last week too. And every year.
How they smell like what she likes and who she is for us all here today! Mother.
The little children are given a little coffee too; two thirds milk, they are so proud to have it.
It will warm them and give them “spunk” for the sledding later.
I think I will give my daughter the sled my father got for Christmas so long ago.
How does Christmas feel?
The tree is not a balsam. It is not a white pine. It is not a scotch.
Cedar trees grow in the fencerows and that is what we have; spicy and sharp. Wide.
It has corn husk angels all around in every color of dye. They have acorn heads.
My hot breath like fog as I plodd thru two feet of soft snow to get it down and home.
Wait! Am I lost in Christmas past? Indeed I am. And it is sweet and welcoming.
How does Christmas feel?
My brothers would chase me around the tree and tease me
Now my brothers will chase my kids and their kids and laugh with me
My packages are wrapped much better than they used to be!
Red globes upon the tree are reflecting something; relating something;
What is the reflection I see today? Is that me?
Just one little tear accompanies the laughter, one little shining tear
Quickly brushed away. It’s secret not to share.
How does Christmas feel?
Mix the dressing, shovel the walks, play the carols, sing out Christmas!
Cold feet tingle, caring hearts gather, kitchen buzzing, cider warming.
Oh, Christmas, The Children Await!
Once a laugh, and someone is relating a story; smile and wait for the big finish.
An uncle or two you haven’t seen in while, look a little more weathered but contented
An aunt is writing the recipe down so you can try it at home.
How does Christmas feel?
And we did get there early like we hoped we would
In time to settle in with hot, hot coffee black from the pot
And cookies my mother made; yesterday, last week too. And every year.
How they smell like what she likes and who she is for us all here today! Mother.
The little children are given a little coffee too; two thirds milk, they are so proud to have it.
It will warm them and give them “spunk” for the sledding later.
I think I will give my daughter the sled my father got for Christmas so long ago.
How does Christmas feel?
The tree is not a balsam. It is not a white pine. It is not a scotch.
Cedar trees grow in the fencerows and that is what we have; spicy and sharp. Wide.
It has corn husk angels all around in every color of dye. They have acorn heads.
My hot breath like fog as I plodd thru two feet of soft snow to get it down and home.
Wait! Am I lost in Christmas past? Indeed I am. And it is sweet and welcoming.
How does Christmas feel?
My brothers would chase me around the tree and tease me
Now my brothers will chase my kids and their kids and laugh with me
My packages are wrapped much better than they used to be!
Red globes upon the tree are reflecting something; relating something;
What is the reflection I see today? Is that me?
Just one little tear accompanies the laughter, one little shining tear
Quickly brushed away. It’s secret not to share.
How does Christmas feel?
Mix the dressing, shovel the walks, play the carols, sing out Christmas!
Cold feet tingle, caring hearts gather, kitchen buzzing, cider warming.
Oh, Christmas, The Children Await!
Autumn 2009
Autumn comes and goes and with each passing year
I learn to value life a little deeper, another chapter farther
I can’t reclaim the summer past the onions or tomatoes
But autumn is the harvest time
They are in shiny pretty jars kept safely in the cupboard now.
Autumn cannot be kept nearly so safely.
Soon it will be turning. Tyrant winds and crystal snows arriving soon.
I can’t relive the sweet summer days with laughing children running
Green green grass for soccer, bugs to catch and bother.
But now the grass is brown and great for football, say my children.
Put and extra layer on, the wind is picking up! Go out to play ball little ones.
Your mother wants to sit in the window awhile with a cup of hot tea.
Autumn is so melancoly. Each autumn I am a little older.
Sit and hear the whirr of the corn harvest all around you.
Look and see the spring’s little calves, wooly and strong by now.
All is going on, moving forward, time is not still
And yet I am still; I am sitting still watching time moving on.
Autumn, the narrow, short corner, little rest stop in the path of time.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I Want, I Want. OR do I?
I want a new pickup truck. I want a bigger nicer house. I want a boyfriend. I want a pretty garden, not a weedpatch. I want to work more hours. I want I want I want.
Or....er....um...or do I? Ya know, what we really want, what we are really willing to go for, well, most of us (including me) find a way to make it happen sooner or later. If we really want it, we make a way sooner.
These were my thoughts recently when a friend of mine mentioned "the greatest gift you can give your kids is just to go for it, go for life and do it." Hmm. I get it. I know what he meant. It hit a chord within me.
In the meantime, my Iwants have to wait. What i mean is, I don't Iwant enough to change the current status quo of my life to create it. My house is old but then, well, I know how to manage it-wouldn't it be time and expense and overtime hours to create a bigger, newer house? Oops. Not ready for that. A shiny sexy new pickup truck would be a dream come true.... at the expense of other things we truly do need-so that gets put back into dreamworld awhile. A boyfriend? ha. that isn't up for discussion at this point in time at all. Somewhere next to the shiny red truck. Oh well. A cute clean garden? maybe. A tiller is on my christmas list for myself-on about March-after tax returns. :) And working more hours? Just glad to have a job some days.
I want I want I want? I really just want
-my kids to grow and be strong
-more money coming in than going out
-to be effective and useful at work
-have enough money and sense for healthy foods
-my home to be warm and clean
-my family and tribe to communicate and love each other.
So there you have it. There are my REAL Iwants!
Or....er....um...or do I? Ya know, what we really want, what we are really willing to go for, well, most of us (including me) find a way to make it happen sooner or later. If we really want it, we make a way sooner.
These were my thoughts recently when a friend of mine mentioned "the greatest gift you can give your kids is just to go for it, go for life and do it." Hmm. I get it. I know what he meant. It hit a chord within me.
In the meantime, my Iwants have to wait. What i mean is, I don't Iwant enough to change the current status quo of my life to create it. My house is old but then, well, I know how to manage it-wouldn't it be time and expense and overtime hours to create a bigger, newer house? Oops. Not ready for that. A shiny sexy new pickup truck would be a dream come true.... at the expense of other things we truly do need-so that gets put back into dreamworld awhile. A boyfriend? ha. that isn't up for discussion at this point in time at all. Somewhere next to the shiny red truck. Oh well. A cute clean garden? maybe. A tiller is on my christmas list for myself-on about March-after tax returns. :) And working more hours? Just glad to have a job some days.
I want I want I want? I really just want
-my kids to grow and be strong
-more money coming in than going out
-to be effective and useful at work
-have enough money and sense for healthy foods
-my home to be warm and clean
-my family and tribe to communicate and love each other.
So there you have it. There are my REAL Iwants!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
A Little homegrown wisdom
Things I have learned from Dad and Mom
1. Yes you can. Of course you can.
2. If you can’t, just file that away; some day, you can.
3. Hang your laundry up to dry.
4. Hammer your own nails.
5. Hammer your neighbor’s nails.
6. Let your neighbor help hammer your nails.
7. Pay your bills.
8. Music makes practically every task a little less troublesome.
9. Singing in the car is not stupid.
10. Your clan really matters.
11. Your friends really matter.
12. When your friends fail to understand you, your clan probably will. When you clan fails to understand you, your friends probably will. You need both.
13. Get out of bed and go to church.
14. Get out of bed and go to work. Keep doing that.
15. A cell phone is nice. Someone on the other end is essential.
16. What you don’t have might be attainable; what you do have has been attained, so use it.
17. Re-use it. Several times.
18. Fly when you are young.
19. Tell your stories.
20. Tell your children your stories.
21. Tell yourself what your story will be.
22. Let your children do ridiculous things.
23. When your children decide it was ridiculous, don’t say that you knew it all along.
24. Smile at the grumpy checkout lady. She is related to your neighbor or to you.
25. Keep your word; in a small town, that’s your credit rating.
26. Listen when your father is speaking. No, not only the words-to him.
27. Pay attention. Less costly than mistakes.
28. Everything that has been done in the past 40 years is the result of the previous 20 years in the family; all was done for a reason; and you, too will make great wins and huge mistakes. Just keep trying.
29. Sow your money into what you believe in. Let your kids see it.
30. We are all in this together. And that is exactly why you have to fill the woodbox.
31. While you are thinking your woodbox job sucks, your parents are busy doing a job ten times more difficult that has to get done too.
32. Fix your car.
33. Buy a better car.
34. Love your neighbors.
35. Count your blessings. Count your sorrows. Count your money, and count on life being busy. But mostly, count your blessings.
36. Smile and then answer the phone.
37. Let your kid play the trumpet in the house.
38. Get a massive christmas tree. Make your own ornaments.
39. If you are going to make improvements, you are going to have to tear a few things down.
40. Don’t be surprised when you bruise your fingernail.
41. If you step on a nail it will always, always, hurt. Get a tetanus shot and suck it up. (note-my mother has stepped on 6 nails.)
42. I always and forever will love you and do whatever needs to be done to get that through your thick, stubborn skull!
1. Yes you can. Of course you can.
2. If you can’t, just file that away; some day, you can.
3. Hang your laundry up to dry.
4. Hammer your own nails.
5. Hammer your neighbor’s nails.
6. Let your neighbor help hammer your nails.
7. Pay your bills.
8. Music makes practically every task a little less troublesome.
9. Singing in the car is not stupid.
10. Your clan really matters.
11. Your friends really matter.
12. When your friends fail to understand you, your clan probably will. When you clan fails to understand you, your friends probably will. You need both.
13. Get out of bed and go to church.
14. Get out of bed and go to work. Keep doing that.
15. A cell phone is nice. Someone on the other end is essential.
16. What you don’t have might be attainable; what you do have has been attained, so use it.
17. Re-use it. Several times.
18. Fly when you are young.
19. Tell your stories.
20. Tell your children your stories.
21. Tell yourself what your story will be.
22. Let your children do ridiculous things.
23. When your children decide it was ridiculous, don’t say that you knew it all along.
24. Smile at the grumpy checkout lady. She is related to your neighbor or to you.
25. Keep your word; in a small town, that’s your credit rating.
26. Listen when your father is speaking. No, not only the words-to him.
27. Pay attention. Less costly than mistakes.
28. Everything that has been done in the past 40 years is the result of the previous 20 years in the family; all was done for a reason; and you, too will make great wins and huge mistakes. Just keep trying.
29. Sow your money into what you believe in. Let your kids see it.
30. We are all in this together. And that is exactly why you have to fill the woodbox.
31. While you are thinking your woodbox job sucks, your parents are busy doing a job ten times more difficult that has to get done too.
32. Fix your car.
33. Buy a better car.
34. Love your neighbors.
35. Count your blessings. Count your sorrows. Count your money, and count on life being busy. But mostly, count your blessings.
36. Smile and then answer the phone.
37. Let your kid play the trumpet in the house.
38. Get a massive christmas tree. Make your own ornaments.
39. If you are going to make improvements, you are going to have to tear a few things down.
40. Don’t be surprised when you bruise your fingernail.
41. If you step on a nail it will always, always, hurt. Get a tetanus shot and suck it up. (note-my mother has stepped on 6 nails.)
42. I always and forever will love you and do whatever needs to be done to get that through your thick, stubborn skull!
Friday, September 18, 2009
This is the actual conversation between my two sons this morning as I was making breakfast.
Joey: Henry, do you know who is Jesus?
Henry: Who?
J: Jesus is the biggestest superhero!
H: Really? Wow!
J: Yup. And we can call him God too.
So, if you need help, you can ask him. You ask him like this: Jesus, please help me know you
more.
H: Jesus, me love you!
J: No, no, not like that! Like this: Jesus, please help me know you more. But I think you can
say I love you to him too.
H: ok…please help me know you more Jesus.
J: Do you know who sin is?
H: Sin?
J: Sin is a bad guy that Jesus beats.
H: Oh! heheehe.
J: So sin is, like, in the ground, but sometimes it comes up and gets us!
H: Oh!
J: But don’t be afraid, cuz Jesus can help you against Sin.
H: Yeah! What if me ‘fraid??
J: And, Jesus angels are here too, helping you. So, Jesus can beat sin up!
H: Yeah!
J: In fact I think Jesus already won against sin. I heard my teacher say that once. Hmm, I think
Sin is the same as Satan. But he can’t get you if you have Jesus.
(pause)
J: We can’t really see Jesus but we can talk to him anytime!
H: Wow! Jesus so BIG!
J: Yeah. Remember, I told you already! Jesus is God! WE have him with us so we are A ok.
Right mom?
Joey: Henry, do you know who is Jesus?
Henry: Who?
J: Jesus is the biggestest superhero!
H: Really? Wow!
J: Yup. And we can call him God too.
So, if you need help, you can ask him. You ask him like this: Jesus, please help me know you
more.
H: Jesus, me love you!
J: No, no, not like that! Like this: Jesus, please help me know you more. But I think you can
say I love you to him too.
H: ok…please help me know you more Jesus.
J: Do you know who sin is?
H: Sin?
J: Sin is a bad guy that Jesus beats.
H: Oh! heheehe.
J: So sin is, like, in the ground, but sometimes it comes up and gets us!
H: Oh!
J: But don’t be afraid, cuz Jesus can help you against Sin.
H: Yeah! What if me ‘fraid??
J: And, Jesus angels are here too, helping you. So, Jesus can beat sin up!
H: Yeah!
J: In fact I think Jesus already won against sin. I heard my teacher say that once. Hmm, I think
Sin is the same as Satan. But he can’t get you if you have Jesus.
(pause)
J: We can’t really see Jesus but we can talk to him anytime!
H: Wow! Jesus so BIG!
J: Yeah. Remember, I told you already! Jesus is God! WE have him with us so we are A ok.
Right mom?
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