Sound of Madness

As I was dragging my tush out of bed this morning, I looked out the window and it was raining. I love the rain, its very symbolic for me. Long story, and I will write my thoughts about rain later.... Now, I am NOT a morning person. Typical of most Aries, I tend to stay up late writing, thinking, or watching movies. I just cannot train myself to go to bed early. Its not in my nature. Hence, the lack of wanting to wake when 6:30am rolls around. But it was different this morning. Instead of waking myself up with coffee, I walked outside, lifted my head to the sky, and stood there in my PJs. (granted, for only about 1-2 minutes, but STILL) Wade says, "MOM! What are you doing!?"...Jesse, the oldest, says nonchalantly .... "Mom's lost her mind Wade, Mom has lost her mind." Funny, neither one of them said anything after that. They just sat there at the table eating their breakfast. Evidentially I cant do anything to shock them anymore. That could be a bad sign! ;) Afte

Contemplating life and death today. I've had two people I know die this week, and it really sets my mind into the "what if I died tomorrow" mode. The only thing I think of is my children. How lucky am I?! I have three amazing, talented, intelligent, outgoing, loving boys. I have a fulfilling career and a million side projects that make me feel complete. I imagine the only thing I am missing is that person to share my thoughts with. That one man who understands me, adores me, and that I adore just as much. Its a double edge sword. Content, yet not. Its like my father once told me when I was about 17... "You will never be satisfied. Even if you were hung with a brand new rope!". I never got that until recently. Maybe he was right. So yes, my life is amazing. I love being alive, and I love my kids. YET...I still long for that missing piece of the puzzle. Will I ever find the one that fits? I sure find myself asking that question a lot and sighing more than a normal

How ADORABLE is he??!!

As I sit here at my desk, I am overwhelmed by the color yellow. That's me....Reminder of reminders of the reminder. I have post-its on my computer, post-its on the dash of my car, and post-its on the mirror in my bathroom. I suppose that it saves me from forgetting appointments, birthdays, or getting yelled at by the children for not picking them up from practice. And yes, this has happened (Mother of the year) due to my lack of NOT writing on a "little yellow sticky thing", as my four yr old says. Not until I sat down to dinner and noticed one of them was missing, would I gasp in horror, "Oh my God! I forgot Jesse!" Throwing the kids in the car, and racing down the road. With the picture in my mind of my frozen son laying on the sidewalk curled up in a ball. A mother always thinks the worst. Word of caution though: If you have a 12 yr old, and you are extremely late picking him up, be prepared to get a severe tongue lashing. "Why are you late? HOW could yo

Lord's Prayer 

Think I will go with the Pinot. Sometimes I feel like I was destined to live in France. Wine is such a intriguing part of my life. Not only consummation, but the industry too. Its scary how that particular industry is so 'hush hush'...When in reality, winemakers are the unspoken Hollywood hero's. Five years ago, I really didn't care for it. Its definitely an acquired taste, and I now cant get enough of it. So much so, that I am now reading up on enology. (aka winemaking) Its very interesting, and I love a good challenge..:) So, second post...Not as long, but my thoughts nonetheless.

Temptation... 

Now wouldn't everyone give all their worldly possessions to go back and claim THAT title? Actually, most men wouldn't..But I could guarantee that every woman I know would gladly go back and do it over. In a different car, with a different guy...You know all those HUGE decisions we have when we are young. I am feeling very content tonight for some reason. Its something that I seem to rarely experience lately. Could be the fact that I engrossed myself in Dan Brown after the house was quiet. Amazing author to say the least. I have found myself in Barnes and Noble more and more these days. I feel a sense of intelligence when I am surrounded by brilliance. Its comforting. Being a single parent, you need all the moments of sanity you can grasp. There is so much chaos raising three boys. Especially when one of them is now beginning the 'puberty' stage. Lord Help ME! Of course I felt the necessity to have the 'talk' with him the other day. In which he proceeded to expla