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Pre-Harvard hurdles

Jesse's conferences were today. Before we went in he says, "uh mom, dont freak out ok?"...BAD sign. He got one F and the rest of the grades were not that wonderful either. What did I do? Well, there was no blood drawn, and I managed to keep my voice to a dull "talk through the teeth" vocalization. Found out that when I ask him if he's finished his homework, and he says yes...Well that just is something he has pulled right out of his ass, because it isnt true. Its not a question of whether or not he is bright, because that kid amazes me all the time. NO...its a problem of laziness. Plain and simple. Perhaps my procrastination weakness has spilled out onto my children. UGH! Anyway, he is going to get the grades way up this next quarter. And mom is going to help him everynight if I have to. I will not allow my boys to fail...If I have to sit up until midnight everynight helping them with homework, so be it. My babies are going to Harvard. :)

Confession is therapy

Okay, so I haven't been exactly consistent on this blog thing. Like everyone else on the face of this earth, I have been "busy". What an excuse, eh? If I am going to be completely honest, basically its either laziness or procrastination. I am leaning toward procrastination. Oh, which by the way, is my middle name. Its something that I am constantly trying to stay on top of. It seems as though if I am not passionate about it, it gets put off until tomorrow. Its a self-discipline character flaw. Now, granted, if I am INTO something with all my heart, its done now and done right. Yes, I will be the first one to admit I am not perfect. But I suppose its a good thing to be critical of one's self. As long as you are not overly critical, it is character building. Its the journey of self discovery that we all attempt to accomplish while we are living. I think that people need to take everything that they have been through and appreciate it. Whether it be good or bad. Everythi
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Pure Bliss... 

Complete

Okay, back to normal after the last two posts. Was in the "downer" mood then. NOW, however, I am starting to realize what my life was missing. I never have felt complete. Like there was a missing piece to my soul. Have I found that? I honestly think I have. So many times in our lives we delve into depression over petty things. We worry about money, bills, and all the insignificance that we often get. What is important though? I have a tendency to do it myself actually. Not until we step outside the box and take a long hard look at ourselves and what we really want do we finally realize that all that stuff doesn't matter. Its kind of like my very religious father always told me..."You can accumulate possessions, and buy everything you can buy. But it will only make you temporarily happy. And you cant take any of it with you when you die." Possessions don't complete you. Only love does. True, pure, love... Whether it be from your children, or your soulmate. It

Seattle Mural Quote

I will always love the false image I had of you....

Lyric Freak

Yeah, that's me. Songs mean something to me. I don't just hear them, I LISTEN. Heard this one yesterday by Rascal Flatts (I know...its country music... momentary insanity! ;) ) It got to me though. Its how I feel about my past, and my life. Very insightful. I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons Finally content with a past I regret I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness For once I'm at peace with myself. I've been burdened with blame, Trapped in the past for too long I'm movin' on... I've lived in this place and I know all the faces Each one is different, but they're always the same They mean me no harm, but it's time that I face it They'll never allow me to change But I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong I'm movin' on... I'm movin' on At last I can see, Life has been patiently waiting for me And I know.. there's no guarantees, but I'm not.. alone There co

African Violet

Can you imagine the joy I feel right now? My son just came in my office (the 4yr old) with his sitter, holding a little African Violet. She said that he threw a fit in the store, because he wanted to buy mommy flowers! I am so blessed....
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Kaelan took this as I layed in bed with him..