There are vests to protect vital organs from bullets.
Unfortunately, there is nothing to protect you from words. Words, despite their invisible state, can cut through, and permeate where nothing else can.
Words can be not only damaging, but also virus-like, spreading throughout your thoughts, and impacting your mood and, eventually- your health.
Words, echoing over and over, fueling themselves, manifesting, invading. Attacking. Spreading.
There is no vaccine to protect you from the virus like words some people choose to spread.
There is no disinfectant for words, no antidote, no antibiotic. Once they are spoken, once they are heard, they are there. You’re infected.
What words are infecting you today?
Lies? Gossip? Rumors?
They may not be infecting you, but are they affecting you?
It’s hard when the knife land in your back. It’s not like a splinter on your finger that’s accessible and removable. It’s unreachable.
When your back has a scratch that’s unreachable, you find someone that will scratch it.
When your back has a knife in it, who will pull it out?
Continue reading when the knife lands in your back
Some people choose a word to live by for the New Year, a word to help channel them pass the chaos, and fuel them for each day. I still haven’t chosen a word, instead I have chosen concepts. Concepts to remember, apply and take with me into each day.
There are periods in life where these concepts seem so far out of reach, you may as well be grasping at the air. We live in a society that can barely keep up with itself. Updating software, updating browsers, updating statuses pelt into our moments like raindrops on a tin roof. The noise of technology, and the hum of social media can be thieves in the stillness.
It’s easy to lose balance, especially if it’s time you’re trying to balance. It seems today everybody is over scheduled, and just plain too busy to squeeze much more into their days. And, what is the “more” we are trying to squeeze? A home cooked meal? Time to mend a fence? Time to make a phone call? Time to tackle the laundry? Time to share with loved ones? Identify your time thieves* and arrest them. ( *see time thieves)
Where is the peace? I’m not talking about the technicolor tie dyed fantasy of world peace. I’m talking about the peace that comes from within. The peace that comes when you really cast your worries onto Him, for He cares for you. (1Peter5:7) I have to admit, I do my best to cast my worries, but sometimes I still worry. Especially when I’m working out the household budget. Some concepts are easier said than done. But, when you remember the big picture of eternity, today’s tiny budget holds no impact on who I am, or His plan.
Chances are, you’re at a computer or smart phone. You know where your next meal is coming from, you have access to clean water, and indoor plumbing. Maybe you wish you had something more, maybe you don’t know how long before you’ll get paid again, or what those test results will be, but for now: It’s okay, you’re okay, and He will handle what’s next.
You will get through this.
There is a solution to every problem.
Every moment that holds a problem will pass, and the solution will be revealed in the future.
Be grateful that the future exists.
I’m happy where I am, because I know where I’m at.~ MK
Even in the darkest of days, I have held on to that motto. Because I know where I have been, I know the darkest of nights in the midst of summer. And, even those nights ended. The sun will rise again. Everyday I find joy in today.
I find joy in today because the pain of yesterday.
Contentment goes far beyond a need or desire- contentment is a state of finding the balance, peace, and gratefulness in the life you were given. Despite the messiness and mess ups that happen, you matter. You have a purpose, a plan, and a reason to be here. One day, the stories of your trials and triumphs will bring hope to someone. Embrace the hardships as birthing pains to a new vision in your life.
Don’t get distracted by the moment today to lose your path to tomorrow.
I had a random lunch date with a friend I hadn’t seen in over a year. It started as coffee, then we got to talking about food, Indian food to be exact- and that turned into an impromptu lunch and some really good stories shared. It could have easily gotten blown off, there were things to do.. dishes, laundry, my dog needs a bath so bad that I’m pretty sure the neighbors can smell her, and of course there is dinner to be planned. But, on this particular day, I said no to whatever was left undone and left it there.
There is always things to do.
There is not always friends to have lunch with.
I’ve come to realize that all the “things” will never be done, and to put off life until things are done is like waiting for the wind to hold still.
And, the funny thing about this particular day was that, in fact… I got a lot done.
I had wanted to spend time with her, and in the hour or so in between coffee and lunch I managed to get the hygienic chores complete: clean dishes, and clean laundry.
Stinky dogs can come another day, so can organizing the paperwork, and de cluttering the kids’ closets can be delegated into other days that lie ahead.
Don’t let your life be too busy to make memories.
Take time to identify the “moment thieves” in your daily routine; is it social media? Is it having to run to the grocery store daily because you have no idea what to make for dinner? Is it the endless pile of laundry/paperwork/dishes/clutter?
Now: Take a moment and think about a random week in life, what do you remember most about it? Chances are, the moments that stand out are not the trips to the store, the laundry or the chores.
It’s the moments you shares with family and friends, or time spent alone with God.
Those moments are what make life matter.
Remember those moment thieves?
Take back your time, your memories and your life. Make this year count.
If social media is your time thief, set aside ____ number of minutes to scroll, and put it down.
If it’s those random store trips, set up a monthly calendar menu plan (ie; meatloaf Monday, Taco Tuesday) Next, make a detailed shopping list and stick to it. Chances are, you’ll save more than time, you will save money, too. If you can’t think of menus, there are tons of blogs/sites online that have example plans.
And, finally… the laundry, the paperwork, the clutter. The main reason these areas get overwhelming is lack of maintenance. Unfortunately, these chores will always be there. But, with maintenance, they can be managed into moments of your day instead of hours.
This is where you make have to spend a full day getting caught up. Not fun, but necessary. Once you are caught up, maintain. Break up the laundry into specific days: whites on Wednesday, colors on Monday and Friday. If you have competent family members, delegate days for each member.
And, finally… the chores: Vacuuming, dusting, mopping…the dreaded bathroom.
I have three dogs, three chickens, a cockatoo, and amazon parrot, parakeets, fish, turtles and tortoises, and a bearded dragon, a kid and a husband. Of course, the reptiles and chickens are outside, so…
I vacuum daily.
I like vacuuming.
I steam mop twice a week, and wet mop bleach once a week. (Every other day I mop) I live in a smaller home, so keeping it sanitary is easy. It takes under an hour to both vacuum and mop. I suggest you time how long it takes you to do each chore, once you realize that aforementioned chore takes just _____ minutes to do, you will be able to incorporate it into your day much easier.
We tend to procrastinate on chores that appear time consuming, but in actuality, they aren’t that time consuming.
So, arrest those time thieves, take back your moments to make memories and live intentionally.
Summertime calls for treats like Buttercrunch doughnuts and trips to the beach.
It also calls for me to forget the things I should be doing…
unintentional time outs.
I should be blogging more, writing more, submitting queries and illustrations, editing photos, working on my publication calendar and of course doing the weekly chores.
But, lately… I have come to realize that this is the only summer I get when my daughter is 6.
This is the only chance I have to fill her head up with happy childhood memories….classic simmer memories..
So, forgive me please for my absence.
I’m working on putting a happy person into the world for the future.
Today is the day to drop the devices and live.
Every year I attempt to document Summer here, a few years ago it was a daily post, and last Summer it was a round up with an epic fail in between. This year, I am hoping to do a weekly summer activity post, depending on how much I want to stare at a computer screen.
Sometimes I do. Between Pinterest and browsing all the books at the library, I can be quite content for an hour.
Then the sun comes up and it’s time to start the day.
I’m exhausted by the end of the day… but- it’s kind of that” happy theme park exhausted”, because this year I decided to make summer different. I want my kid to have happy summer memories, not memories of mommy working behind the computer all day, not mommy texting or checking email on the phone.
So, I leave my computer and phone alone majority of the day. Except for photos, of course…
Gotta have those.
So far: summer in photos:
THE LAST DAY. (Until Fall, at least….)
Homemade mango Ice cream with strawberry chunks…
a nature walk with the dogs… and the dogs got tired.
A little trip to the water park… and some tasty little snacks (that I only allow myself to eat in the summer)
A lunch out for sushi…
and some Thai food, too.
A fishing tournament, and a new friend to hunt crabs with…
blessed with fabulous weather and scenery, and a rockin’ cooler for a prize for winning the tournament division:
Trips to candy stores …
and tasting some pretty weird things… (they were only $1, and more minty than dilly)
Surprising Dad with a few Father’s Day gifts
Outings on the boat…
Kisses from Cockatoos
coloring pages at the library…
and Green Chile Chicken Enchiladas….
This has been Summer.
I have officially re-named my “summer bucket list” . Because , let’s face it: bucket lists are things you want to do before you die, and there is just too much pressure in that.
As summer approaches in the next few days, with the official start being the actual last day of school, I compiled a list of things to do and look forward too…. many are food related, and most are just about making memories.This year, my daughter is old enough to hold attention for longer than 7 minutes, so I am incorporating a few geography and history lessons, (to be honest- I’m actually trying to remember all the stuff I leaned in grade school so I don’t feel like a total idiot next school year when she comes home telling me things I should know)
First of all the things we do every summer:
She sleeps in = I get to drink my coffee hot, have devotional time and work on writing projects
We have breakfast together= I’m usually hungry once she’s up
Pool trips and beach trips = I need to lose my goth-like paleness
Backyard camping = I need to use the camp gear yearly, otherwise my husband will toss it because “it’s never used”
Freeze Yogurt and call Popsicles breakfast
Make crafts= otherwise the craft stash will be trash
Walk the fat dog = he’s a Boston Terrier that is starting to resemble an Orca
Go fishing= need to stock the freezer for emergency sushi cravings (we both love sushi)
Plant our yearly sunflower garden
Water balloon and squirt bottle fights = we don’t have a pool, so this is the low budget way to keep cool
scavenger hunts = AKA help me clean out the garage
picnics= can’t stay inside all day, can we?
fire and police station visits= love on the people that protect, serve and save
treasure hunts= as in our dog dug a big hole in the backyard, I may as well hid something cool in it
tie dye day= recycling the shirts that have spaghetti-O stains
pedal boat rides= gotta squeeze in a mommy workout
pier trip= because that’s just fun
bike rides= AKA mommy workout
finger painting= probably I’ll have some more stained shirts to tie dye after this
pottery= I love pottery… never to early to start her, right?
The “new” stuff I may or may not accomplish…
Be a reporter and make a “newspaper”
Homemade beauty salon at home (I love having a girl)
A day spent making an assortment of homemade cards to keep on hand all year
Christmas craft day= you can never start too early
Pioneer Day= learn about Florida Pioneers, and visit some local landmarks
Australia Day = (hopefully that will end with dinner at Outback)
Butterfly Day= learn about butterflies and plant a butterfly garden
Art Day= visit the museum and come home to paint our own gallery
China Day= because we LOVE Kai Lan
I’m going to attempt to hold her attention long enough to
read outloud get through a chapter book together… (that hasn’t happened yet.) My mom used to read Lois Lenski books to me when I was growing up, she used to give special voices to all the characters. She was really good at it; now I realize it’s because she was a PROFESSIONAL ACTRESS….(she “retired” when she had kids) they way she read made the characters seem real. I’m hoping I can channel a bit of that talent this year….
Of course there are free/cheap movies to see, free bowling, mini golf, playgrounds and other public adventures for summer- but, unfortunately a lot of those places get bombarded with a stampede of summer camp kids and we usually end up annoyed and trampled after visiting those venues. That’s why I make these lists. It’s kind of a necessity, and a guide when it’s so hot that my brain won’t work- it’s nice to have a list to go down for the dreaded ” Mommy, I’m booooooorrrrrreeeeeed!”
Now: the mommy (aka food) portion of the list:
rock candy= maybe I can make this a science lesson?
solar cooking= may come in handy if there is a hurricane and the power is out a month
homemade cheese= because I love cheese
sea food themed day= sushi, and salt water taffy
homemade cones for ice cream = it’s summer, afterall
Key lime pie= since I have a tree…
BBQ/Picnic food day= mmm, deviled eggs, potato salad, baked beans, ribs, cole slaw, and cookie cake
Now: I most likely won’t get a 5th of this done (remember the epic fail last year?) But, it’s nice to have some go-to ideas when it’s Africa hot outside and the thought of planning something is exhausting. Happy Summertime, folks!!!
First off, I’m not sure if I spelled annoyances and tidiness right, and apparently I did because spell -check didn’t alert me.
Cool. I can go on without having to edit my title. Why does spell -check allow misspellings in titles? Maybe it’s just here. I don’t know.
I have a head cold today, which for most people would spell disaster. But, we’re supposed to give thanks in all circumstances, so I am giving thanks that I have an excuse to be lazy and catch up on all of my summer magazine reading. Yes, summer. I am behind.. and it was borderline recycle bin for those guys, until this lovely cold came along.
I still have to get the chores done, though.
You know...chores: the lunches made, dinner figured out (thank goodness for crock pots) and the dog puke wiped up. That’s why “they” invented cold medicine, you know. Some man created it so that his wife can still get all of her noble goodness in before collapsing on the couch with a pile of magazines and a box of tissues. BUT: there is a reason cold medicines don’t last 24 hours. Because the wife of the cold medicine inventor spoke some sense into her man.
So: with my cold medicine waiting my chores of the day are: laundry, dishes (from breakfast) dog puke clean up, parrot poop clean up, a quick run to the market for : tissues, tomatoes, parrot food, and maybe some basil if the bunch in my fridge has gone bad. After that, I will probably have a whole 10 minutes on the couch with my magazines before I have to partake in the dismissal process.
Hmmmm…. maybe I will take some more cold medicine before bed so that I can stay up and read my magazines.
Clearly, I need to fit in time to be lazy on occasion.
Maybe right now is lazy and I don’t even know it?
I can’t relax when there is stuff to do. I can’t leave the house when it’s a mess, either.. (In case I get killed when I’m gone.) I don’t want anyone to come home to a mess. Yep. I’m morbidly tidy sometimes.
I only clean in case I die. Hmmm. Not sure what to think of myself right now. Good thing is, I don’t have to. other people think plenty. Have at it. Good thing is, I don’t care. One of the great things about getting older is that you stop worrying about what others will think, because you realize it really holds no bearing on your life. Insert a happy face.
Remember 6th grade? The “ohmygosh-what-is-everyone-going-to-do/say/think-when-they-see/hear/_______” They should really have classes in school that teach kids how to cope with society the core concept with be “kids can be mean, people can be mean, don’t be mean.” of course, the text book will have a lot more ground to cover on that subject. It will cover just about any scenario you can think of and how to cope with it… think Leviticus. Except I would probably omit an eye for an eye part. And the sacrificing. But, hey maybe just think of other ( less bloody) sacrifices. Like sacrificing your dessert or something.
I think what we as a society forgot is that sacrifice is a good thing.
Giving up in order to make a situation good, or at least better.
In today’s world we always look at sacrifice as a defeat. It’s simply not. I sacrifice my magazine reading and lazy time to make a nice home & meals for my family. I sacrifice taking up a selfish hobby in order that I may do something with my loved ones. I don’t go to a gym, because I don’t like to be away from my family. At what point did society declare that you need a break from your own family? ( I’m talking your immediate family-: in laws do not apply) If that’s what we are teaching our children by ” taking breaks” from family… it’s no wonder they are growing up with no deep rooted love for home life. You might as well marry someone you’re not that fond of, if that’s the case.
It’s not just personal and home life that requires sacrifice. It’s everywhere. sacrifice the fact you got cut off in traffic, allow others to live. Sacrifice your spot in line at the grocery store for the little old lady buying 22 cans of cat food in the 10 items or less line.
Sacrifice the parking spot up front and purposely take one in the back.
A little exercise is good for you. Even if you do go to the gym/run/work out.
Sacrifice a few moments to say a kind word, or two.
Sacrifice your opinions if they are negative, in the same token.
I’m not saying I am perfect and always park in the back, and never get annoyed at the people in the express lane. It’s a daily task I have to work at. Sacrifice is never easy. But, if you make a habit of sacrifice, it becomes easier. Never easy, just sometimes easier. There is a point when it is a joy to sacrifice.
Sometimes it’s instant. The old lady is grateful and you realize you were the highlight of her day.
Sometimes, it takes time….
So: my challenge to you: sacrifice something for someone this week, and then: tell me about it. You can do it here of on my Facebook page. Weather it’s something as small as giving a bigger tip at the coffee shop… or as large as giving up your Saturday to volunteer… no sacrifice goes unnoticed. And each one of us is significant in the big picture of humanity.
Summer is coming to a close… and our bucket list is nearly complete. Change is in the air, and the scent of new pencils and crayons will soon replace the aroma of coconut scented sunblock and fresh watermelon slices.
Soon the shelves will be lined with large bags of Halloween candy and rows of bright costumes, beckoning for little children to try on. And, I will get back into my Fall studies, complete with my own new supplies and my favorite pens. Until then, I have the recent photos from July and the peak of Summertime bliss. Enjoy, folks!
There was pizza, ( and lots of it) at Boardwalk Pizza
There were moments of catching some rays…
…and lots of parrot hugs
We did some fishing with these little guys… I couldn’t help but release several of them …
I ate a giant cinnamon bun. And life was good…
And, we found the “unofficial” best slice of Key Lime Pie in the Keys.
I almost got a great photo of dolphins…
And found a bird that was in need of a dryer.
And, I got to see my kid catch herself a snapper. *(we let him go, too)
I hope each and everyone is having a blessed end of summer… I personally am looking forward to the pumpkins and apples being in season….mmmmm!
You know my big summer bucket list? You know, the one I made that had all the fun adventures me n my kid wanted to do? Well, my planning just ran into a few epic fails. Okay, maybe epic is a strong word, but hey, it got your attention, right?
Recent epic fails on the #summerbucketlist
This past school year, my daughter had a school trip to Ci Ci’s pizza, and wanted me to go there with her. (I think I had gone to one 20 years ago…) Since the price was right, we went. So did four bus loads of sweaty summer camp kids. We walked in to a small room packed with assorted kids in color coordinated shirts, smelling like oregano and a mixture of sweaty socks and cheese. Ewww.
Amazingly, there was one empty table.
So… we sat down and attempted to get our share of
the kill pizza.
What is it about kids without supervision and unlimited pizza that turns them into raging hyenas? My daughter and I felt like little vultures, watching as crowds of kids piled 5, 6, 7 EIGHT slices on their plates. We watched, waited, and hoped that a camp counselor would approach one of them to remind them that it’s a BUFFET, and you can GO BACK for more.
Instead, we watched as each kid took away half a pizza each until the only pie left was a spinach and artichoke.
That’s when my inner mama bear came out.
I went up to the most managerial looking employee and stated me concern for the lack of proper food for my young. But, I was nice and they brought out a special pizza for us to chose from before the hyenas. ( My germaphobic self is cheering at this point)
So, we ate our pizza and made it though the pack to even score second plates.
So, why is this event falling into epic fail status? Because, when we left so did the camps. So, mental note to myself: DON”T GO WHEN THEY FIRST OPEN.
More epic fails:
By the time my daughter wakes up and has breakfast, half the morning has gone by and it’s too Africa hot to do anything but swim or stay inside. All those outdoor plans on the list? Untouched.
By the time we get out of the house to go to a destination it’s either: lunch time or naptime. She’s perfectly content everyday to play at home with her toys and play with her bird, draw and swim at the neighbors pool.I offer movies, the zoo, the museum… you name it. Then she tells me she doesn’t like the crowds. My kid inherited my husbands dislike of crowds. Great. Back to the bucketlist.
So… now it’s “uncrowded event” planning, like visiting off season touristy spots, pet shops, nature centers, and flea markets. We also managed to make cookies and bring it to a fire station, which was a feat because each time we went there they were out on a call… it got to the point that my husband suggested we call 911 and say we had a fire so that we could deliver the cookies.
We didn’t end up calling…we finally found them at the station during a break and they gave us a personal tour. It was awesome…( I got to see the kitchen) And they were having massive steaks for supper later that night.
There was even a female firefighter on duty, so guess what my daughter wants to be now? Just like her.
That’s my girl
One of my favorite things to do is to go visit “touristy” places where I live. It never fails to ignite my love for my native state, and it inspires me to get back to my roots and family heritage. One Summer day recently, my daughter and I decided to go visit The Girls Market and Bakery in Delray beach. Sometimes, the pictures speak far more than the written word… and too many times I’ve seen beautiful pictures obscured by poorly worded captions… so, today’s post will be of little words, but lots of visuals.
and… that is life.