I’m a super hero
I don’t think anybody knows
I’ve got super hero hats
And super hero clothes
You might look at me and think
Ah, he’s just a little kid
But what nobody can see is that
I’m keeping something hid
Butch the cat’s my trusty side kick
And we often go to battle
We climb trees and sneak through grass
To defeat our neighbor’s cattle
My super hero power
Is supposed to be a secret
But I’ll tell you what it is
If you promise you will keep it
I can run so fast I fly
And no one can ever catch me
(Except for Butch who runs fast too
He has to, so he can save me)
But just like Superman
I have my own kind of kryptonite
Inside my house my powers fail
But since it’s home - I’ll be alright
Plus, I cannot blow my cover
So when Mommy calls me in
I come back very happy
Though in secret I do grin
Yes, I’m a super hero
But as everybody knows
We don’t get the credit we deserve
I guess, it’s just the way it goes!
I wrote this for a community-written children's poetry book. If you would like to join and are a poet, artist, or writer, you might check them out at Project Open Book.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
My Mother's Voice
Though my mother may not believe it
Her voice is always in my head
From the time that I get up
Until I fall back into bed
“Did you finish with the laundry?”
“Why are there dishes in the sink?”
“I see rings in all your toilets”
“If I were here what would I think?”
All these questions keep me going
To make a productive mom and wife
I wonder if her voice will leave me
Or if I’ll hear it all my life
“Did you get your thank yous written?”
“Are you not grateful for what you got?”
“What kind of daughter did I raise?”
“Don’t you tell me that you forgot!”
Her voice can make me go quite crazy
But it keeps me straight in line
I hope she knows I’m always listening
And that I’m going to turn out fine
(Even though I’m in my thirties
Most would consider me completely grown
I know she worries I’ll screw up
And that it’s her fault, not my own)
It’s an annoying little feature
Every mom puts in her child
That tiny voice you can’t ignore
That some days drives you completely wild
But I take comfort in the fact
That I still hear her voice today
And that I’ll drive my OWN kids batty
When it’s MY voice they hear some day!
Her voice is always in my head
From the time that I get up
Until I fall back into bed
“Did you finish with the laundry?”
“Why are there dishes in the sink?”
“I see rings in all your toilets”
“If I were here what would I think?”
All these questions keep me going
To make a productive mom and wife
I wonder if her voice will leave me
Or if I’ll hear it all my life
“Did you get your thank yous written?”
“Are you not grateful for what you got?”
“What kind of daughter did I raise?”
“Don’t you tell me that you forgot!”
Her voice can make me go quite crazy
But it keeps me straight in line
I hope she knows I’m always listening
And that I’m going to turn out fine
(Even though I’m in my thirties
Most would consider me completely grown
I know she worries I’ll screw up
And that it’s her fault, not my own)
It’s an annoying little feature
Every mom puts in her child
That tiny voice you can’t ignore
That some days drives you completely wild
But I take comfort in the fact
That I still hear her voice today
And that I’ll drive my OWN kids batty
When it’s MY voice they hear some day!
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
WEIGH DOWN DIET week 2
This week started out VERY hard for me. I have to admit that this diet it is helping me fight off the many un-truths in my life, which lie outside the area of weight loss. On Monday (the day before I posted my week 1 log) I struggled all day long – I mean bad. We’re talking tears, depressive thoughts, the whole works.
In my attempt to fight off these awful thoughts, I opened my Bible. It fell opened to Psalm 34:18, “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and save those who are crushed in spirit.” God loves me and will bring me through this rough time, just as he has brought me through all the other rough times before. Then again, that night before I went to bed, I continued reading in my Weigh Down Diet book. However, when I opened it, it fell open to a chapter I wasn’t even close to reading, but the title caught my eye – STAY AWAKE. Gwen described how each day is a battle and one in which we must be “self-controlled and alert” just as Peter wrote about in 1 Peter 5:8. She reminded us that we must constantly train our minds to stay focused on Christ and to put to death earthly or evil thoughts.
We are never out of the battlefield. We are constantly fighting - fighting our wills, fighting our thoughts, fighting our desires, and fighting off Satan’s lies. Many of the things that had made me miserable most of the day were thoughts that were based on feelings and not grounded in the word and in truth.
I do not want to live by feelings.
I want my life grounded in truth.
(If you are interested in reading a great blog post about this issue, check out Tami Boesiger at The Next Step and read her post about feelings and truth by clicking here.)
Beware to all of us, whether trying to lose weight or just dealing with your own set of life’s struggles. Live by faith! Be self-controlled and alert!
5 POUNDS LOST 142 DAYS TO GO
In my attempt to fight off these awful thoughts, I opened my Bible. It fell opened to Psalm 34:18, “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and save those who are crushed in spirit.” God loves me and will bring me through this rough time, just as he has brought me through all the other rough times before. Then again, that night before I went to bed, I continued reading in my Weigh Down Diet book. However, when I opened it, it fell open to a chapter I wasn’t even close to reading, but the title caught my eye – STAY AWAKE. Gwen described how each day is a battle and one in which we must be “self-controlled and alert” just as Peter wrote about in 1 Peter 5:8. She reminded us that we must constantly train our minds to stay focused on Christ and to put to death earthly or evil thoughts.
We are never out of the battlefield. We are constantly fighting - fighting our wills, fighting our thoughts, fighting our desires, and fighting off Satan’s lies. Many of the things that had made me miserable most of the day were thoughts that were based on feelings and not grounded in the word and in truth.
I do not want to live by feelings.
I want my life grounded in truth.
(If you are interested in reading a great blog post about this issue, check out Tami Boesiger at The Next Step and read her post about feelings and truth by clicking here.)
Beware to all of us, whether trying to lose weight or just dealing with your own set of life’s struggles. Live by faith! Be self-controlled and alert!
5 POUNDS LOST 142 DAYS TO GO
MY BRAIN
My brain isn’t working
It’s screwed up inside
Had this problem before
It can’t be denied
It’s like there is fog
And it’s trapped in my head
I’m groggy, confused
But mostly brain-dead
It’s quite hard to function
When feeling like this
I go through the motions
But there’s so much I miss
Of course now that I think
And look back on my life
This problem began
As a mother and wife
Maybe my family is draining my brain
A sick twisted joke
Stealing the knowledge contained
You know, it wasn’t like
I was any Einstein
My thoughts were few
And few thoughts were mine
So whatever their reason
For draining my head
The joke is on them
I was already brain-dead
It’s screwed up inside
Had this problem before
It can’t be denied
It’s like there is fog
And it’s trapped in my head
I’m groggy, confused
But mostly brain-dead
It’s quite hard to function
When feeling like this
I go through the motions
But there’s so much I miss
Of course now that I think
And look back on my life
This problem began
As a mother and wife
Maybe my family is draining my brain
A sick twisted joke
Stealing the knowledge contained
You know, it wasn’t like
I was any Einstein
My thoughts were few
And few thoughts were mine
So whatever their reason
For draining my head
The joke is on them
I was already brain-dead
Junior's Dilemma
I do not want to go to sleep
I do not want to count the sheep
I do not think bedtime is fun
I want to play and jump and run
I do not want to close my eyes
What if I miss a big surprise?
But, my bed does feel quite good
So, I wonder if I should
Close my eyes for just a sec…
Did you hear that?! I’d better check
It was not much – just the TV
If I’m awake, maybe I’d see
But, my eyes did feel good shut
And as my Mommy pats my butt
My eyes roll back into my head
And I enjoy my warm, soft bed
Maybe I want to go to sleep
But, I’m gonna skip the counting sheep
I do not want to count the sheep
I do not think bedtime is fun
I want to play and jump and run
I do not want to close my eyes
What if I miss a big surprise?
But, my bed does feel quite good
So, I wonder if I should
Close my eyes for just a sec…
Did you hear that?! I’d better check
It was not much – just the TV
If I’m awake, maybe I’d see
But, my eyes did feel good shut
And as my Mommy pats my butt
My eyes roll back into my head
And I enjoy my warm, soft bed
Maybe I want to go to sleep
But, I’m gonna skip the counting sheep
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Junior Strikes Again!
My Little Junior struck again today
Though not in his normal and destructive way
No melted toys or Houdini tricks
No broken wood blinds for me to fix
Today I was scratching my uncombed, groggy head
Wond’ring who was unmaking my little boy’s bed?
This has never been a problem before
I make all the beds as my mid-morning chore
And then all day long the beds are just fine
(It’s the rest of the house that gets out of line)
But then I saw Junior and his chubby little hands
Unmaking the bed as I began to understand
He wanted his new Thomas the Train sheets to show
Because under a comforter no one would know
That he has fun trains all over his sheets
He must be quite proud and wants others to peak
Which made me consider that maybe some day
When he is toilet trained we might stay away
From fun little undies with cartoons or trains
‘Cause just like those sheets he might not refrain
From pulling his pants down to possibly show off
The cool new underwear his Mommy just bought!
Though not in his normal and destructive way
No melted toys or Houdini tricks
No broken wood blinds for me to fix
Today I was scratching my uncombed, groggy head
Wond’ring who was unmaking my little boy’s bed?
This has never been a problem before
I make all the beds as my mid-morning chore
And then all day long the beds are just fine
(It’s the rest of the house that gets out of line)
But then I saw Junior and his chubby little hands
Unmaking the bed as I began to understand
He wanted his new Thomas the Train sheets to show
Because under a comforter no one would know
That he has fun trains all over his sheets
He must be quite proud and wants others to peak
Which made me consider that maybe some day
When he is toilet trained we might stay away
From fun little undies with cartoons or trains
‘Cause just like those sheets he might not refrain
From pulling his pants down to possibly show off
The cool new underwear his Mommy just bought!
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
WEIGH DOWN DIET week 1
As I stated on New Year’s Day, I will be logging my struggles and hopefully my accomplishments with weight loss once a week. So, here we go….week one.
On New Year’s Day my husband’s family scheduled their Christmas. As I’m sure it is with most families in the United States, family Christmas’s are code for ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT-ALL-DAY-LONG celebrations. So, the very day I start my Weigh Down Diet, I was hit with food temptation alamode. We started out at a buffet restaurant which literally had every type of food you could even imagine. Then after dinner, we went back to my mother-in-laws where she laid out her schmorgusborg of tasty little treasures. Now, I’m sure all your mothers and mother-in-laws are wonderful cooks, however, until you have tasted the delectable morsels that my mother-in-law can create you have no idea what the word temptation truly means. I did more praying than I did anything that entire night. My husband even commented on the fact that I didn’t eat that much – SCORE! Day one down……150 to go.
I finished the night off reading in Gwen Shamblin’s book, The Weigh Down Diet, chapter one. She likened our struggles with any temptation we might face whether it is food, alcohol, drugs, sexual lust, money, etc. to the struggles the Israelites faced while spending their forty years in the desert of testing. She stated on page 10…
“But before God would let His children inherit the Promised Land flowing with milk and honey, He took them on a journey through the Desert of Testing. Deuteronomy 8:2, 3 says, ‘Remember how the Lord your God led you all the way in the desert these forty years, to humble you and to test you in order to know what was in your heart, whether or not you would keep his commands. He humbled you, causing you to hunger and then feeding you with manna, which neither you nor your fathers had known, to teach you that man does not live on bread alone but on every word that comes from the mouth of the Lord.’”
In order for us to learn anything, we must first be humble and bow to God, not to food (or anything else for that matter!) I’m just hoping I can learn these lessons and it doesn’t take forty years! I must say food isn’t a huge temptation until the evening. I get my food-temps on come supper time and when the boys in the house start their munching rituals. I failed miserably on several evenings. I’d eat passed full and then afterwards, the guilt. But as in anything, there is always tomorrow. I woke up and started again. Changing of heart is never going to be an easy thing – nor is it going to be fast. More praying, less eating.
Something that Gwen preaches more than anything is filling up on God, not food. When you are tempted to eat AND ARE NOT HUNGRY the first thing you need to do is either get on your knees and pray or open the Bible up. The passage I have turned to to help me when I am struggling to not eat that left-over cookie, sneak that last bite of steak, or inhale a bag of potato chips is 1 Peter 5:8-9
Be self-controlled and alert. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith, because you know that your brothers throughout the world are undergoing the same kind of sufferings.
On New Year’s Day my husband’s family scheduled their Christmas. As I’m sure it is with most families in the United States, family Christmas’s are code for ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT-ALL-DAY-LONG celebrations. So, the very day I start my Weigh Down Diet, I was hit with food temptation alamode. We started out at a buffet restaurant which literally had every type of food you could even imagine. Then after dinner, we went back to my mother-in-laws where she laid out her schmorgusborg of tasty little treasures. Now, I’m sure all your mothers and mother-in-laws are wonderful cooks, however, until you have tasted the delectable morsels that my mother-in-law can create you have no idea what the word temptation truly means. I did more praying than I did anything that entire night. My husband even commented on the fact that I didn’t eat that much – SCORE! Day one down……150 to go.
I finished the night off reading in Gwen Shamblin’s book, The Weigh Down Diet, chapter one. She likened our struggles with any temptation we might face whether it is food, alcohol, drugs, sexual lust, money, etc. to the struggles the Israelites faced while spending their forty years in the desert of testing. She stated on page 10…
“But before God would let His children inherit the Promised Land flowing with milk and honey, He took them on a journey through the Desert of Testing. Deuteronomy 8:2, 3 says, ‘Remember how the Lord your God led you all the way in the desert these forty years, to humble you and to test you in order to know what was in your heart, whether or not you would keep his commands. He humbled you, causing you to hunger and then feeding you with manna, which neither you nor your fathers had known, to teach you that man does not live on bread alone but on every word that comes from the mouth of the Lord.’”
In order for us to learn anything, we must first be humble and bow to God, not to food (or anything else for that matter!) I’m just hoping I can learn these lessons and it doesn’t take forty years! I must say food isn’t a huge temptation until the evening. I get my food-temps on come supper time and when the boys in the house start their munching rituals. I failed miserably on several evenings. I’d eat passed full and then afterwards, the guilt. But as in anything, there is always tomorrow. I woke up and started again. Changing of heart is never going to be an easy thing – nor is it going to be fast. More praying, less eating.
Something that Gwen preaches more than anything is filling up on God, not food. When you are tempted to eat AND ARE NOT HUNGRY the first thing you need to do is either get on your knees and pray or open the Bible up. The passage I have turned to to help me when I am struggling to not eat that left-over cookie, sneak that last bite of steak, or inhale a bag of potato chips is 1 Peter 5:8-9
Be self-controlled and alert. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith, because you know that your brothers throughout the world are undergoing the same kind of sufferings.
If you are going through anything like I am right now, I hope my struggles can give you comfort – you have another sister out there in the world undergoing the same kind of suffering! Give thanks for that! Though the scales haven’t shown a loss, I do feel like I’m better than I was December 31st. Maybe I'll be able to report a more encouraging post next week. We'll see!
0 POUNDS LOST 146 DAYS TO GO
Saturday, January 2, 2010
TEMPTATIONS
Have you ever noticed?
Am I the only one?
When wanting to avoid
That's when temptations seem to come?
I'm working on my weight
And keeping my mouth shut
But sharp words keep on escaping
And too much food makes fat my butt
If I try to start the day
With a goal to stay up-beat
Broken cars and leaky toilets
Make me soon admit defeat
I think that I should try
Avoidance in a way that's clever
But as I sit here thinking
It's an impossible endeavor
What if I avoided
Certain money-making tasks?
Would I then become quite tempted
With heavy buckets full of cash?
I guess it's food for thought
Something for me to think about
I won't avoid the use of brain
It's one thing I can't do without!
Am I the only one?
When wanting to avoid
That's when temptations seem to come?
I'm working on my weight
And keeping my mouth shut
But sharp words keep on escaping
And too much food makes fat my butt
If I try to start the day
With a goal to stay up-beat
Broken cars and leaky toilets
Make me soon admit defeat
I think that I should try
Avoidance in a way that's clever
But as I sit here thinking
It's an impossible endeavor
What if I avoided
Certain money-making tasks?
Would I then become quite tempted
With heavy buckets full of cash?
I guess it's food for thought
Something for me to think about
I won't avoid the use of brain
It's one thing I can't do without!
The Problem with Snow
The problem with snow
though it may be pretty
it can cause problems in the country and city
The problem with snow
though you may want to play
temps can be too cold - so inside you must stay
The problem with snow
though it's fun when it's falling
you soon will be shoveling, blowing, or hauling
The problem with snow
when it all melts away
you want it right back the very next day!
though it may be pretty
it can cause problems in the country and city
The problem with snow
though you may want to play
temps can be too cold - so inside you must stay
The problem with snow
though it's fun when it's falling
you soon will be shoveling, blowing, or hauling
The problem with snow
when it all melts away
you want it right back the very next day!
Friday, January 1, 2010
Following God's Nudges...
Ever felt God’s nudging to do something, but being scared spit-less to take the leap of faith? That’s where I am right now….well, the scared spit-less part anyway, because the fact that I am writing these words shows I have taken the leap of faith.
For the past few weeks, I have been praying for many things. 1) More ministry 2)A more loving, gentle and quiet spirit and 3) what every woman wants, (except for maybe Kate Moss and Uma Thurman…) to be much thinner in the coming year. Check that - life ever after!
I am slowly learning if we would let our will be broken and truly love others (the way the Bible teaches, not the world), life would be much simpler. These two simple truths can be applied to anything one might be struggling with, in any aspect of their life with amazing results. I’ve seen it happen.
Therefore, in an attempt to break my will and serve others better and hopefully increase my ministry for God, I am going to add to my silly poetry posts a weekly post about an area in my life that I continually struggle with…my weight. I am not what you would call overly overweight, but I’ve got plenty of insulation. In my posts, I’m going to lay it all out – I’m Ditchin’ the Kitchen yet again only this time to avoid the magnetic pull of the refrigerator. I will be using Biblical (and scientific) truths presented the book called The Weigh Down Diet by Gwen Shamblin. It is really a wonderful book, by a hilarious Christian woman who used to struggle with being overweight herself. I read this book in college and dropped 20 pounds, but a crazy life-style post college got me all greedy and self indulgent and I put all the weight back on. Plus, having two kids didn’t do anything to improve my already large posterior.
In the back of my mind, I would like to lose about 40 pounds by May 31st as that is the date scheduled for my high school reunion. However, the bigger issue here isn’t so much the weight, but how I allow God to break my will and use my struggles to minister to others.
As Paul stated in the book of Romans,
And then again in 2 Corinthians 12:10
“That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”
0 Pounds lost (151 Days to reunion)
For the past few weeks, I have been praying for many things. 1) More ministry 2)A more loving, gentle and quiet spirit and 3) what every woman wants, (except for maybe Kate Moss and Uma Thurman…) to be much thinner in the coming year. Check that - life ever after!
I am slowly learning if we would let our will be broken and truly love others (the way the Bible teaches, not the world), life would be much simpler. These two simple truths can be applied to anything one might be struggling with, in any aspect of their life with amazing results. I’ve seen it happen.
Therefore, in an attempt to break my will and serve others better and hopefully increase my ministry for God, I am going to add to my silly poetry posts a weekly post about an area in my life that I continually struggle with…my weight. I am not what you would call overly overweight, but I’ve got plenty of insulation. In my posts, I’m going to lay it all out – I’m Ditchin’ the Kitchen yet again only this time to avoid the magnetic pull of the refrigerator. I will be using Biblical (and scientific) truths presented the book called The Weigh Down Diet by Gwen Shamblin. It is really a wonderful book, by a hilarious Christian woman who used to struggle with being overweight herself. I read this book in college and dropped 20 pounds, but a crazy life-style post college got me all greedy and self indulgent and I put all the weight back on. Plus, having two kids didn’t do anything to improve my already large posterior.
In the back of my mind, I would like to lose about 40 pounds by May 31st as that is the date scheduled for my high school reunion. However, the bigger issue here isn’t so much the weight, but how I allow God to break my will and use my struggles to minister to others.
As Paul stated in the book of Romans,
“Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.” (Romans 5:3-5)
“That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”
So here I go Ditchin’ The Kitchen once again!
0 Pounds lost (151 Days to reunion)
Thursday, December 31, 2009
The Clean-One-Owner Car
It's his crappy beater car
He drives to work each day
Twenty years and counting
She takes him on his way
Squeaky doors and dingy seats
She manages around
Seeing out can be a challenge
Since the headliner's falling down
His trip to work's not far
Only about two miles
But driving much further can't be done
She needs time to rest a while
For us it's a good car
We've really had good luck
Best investment ever made
For only seven hundred bucks!
He drives to work each day
Twenty years and counting
She takes him on his way
Squeaky doors and dingy seats
She manages around
Seeing out can be a challenge
Since the headliner's falling down
His trip to work's not far
Only about two miles
But driving much further can't be done
She needs time to rest a while
For us it's a good car
We've really had good luck
Best investment ever made
For only seven hundred bucks!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
WORDLESS WEDNESDAY: My husband really loves me (and has a good sense of humor!)
This was my Christmas present to my dear husband. I then forced him to wear it to my parents house for our Christmas time with them. What a wonderful man with a good sense of humor, right?
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Tuesday, December 29, 2009
LIFE WITH KIDS
Having children brings joy
(Though sometimes it feels like warfare…)
Having children gives meaning
(But at times you want to pull out your hair…)
Having children brings laughter
With the comical things kids do
But it can feel like 'Survivor' with no eliminations
And a season that’s never (ever) through!
(Though sometimes it feels like warfare…)
Having children gives meaning
(But at times you want to pull out your hair…)
Having children brings laughter
With the comical things kids do
But it can feel like 'Survivor' with no eliminations
And a season that’s never (ever) through!
Monday, December 28, 2009
I CAUGHT MY CAT!!
For those of you who know me
I am a bit of a neat freak
The sight of dirt and clutter
Often make me want to shriek
Every item has its place
And that's where it ought to go
Toys go here and papers there
As my family members know
I preface this so you can see
That when I caught my cat
You'll understand my total disgust
To his horrifying act
I was in the bathroom
When Butch, our cat, walked in
But instead of drinking from the stool
His actions pumped my adrenalin
He jumped up on the counter
And with an awkward, shaky pose
Peed into my sink
As I stood horrified and froze
I do not know what prompted
His act of urination
But what other covert things take place
To make me consider assassination?
For now I will forgive him
But will keep a watchful eye
And if I ever catch that cat again
This clean-freak will crucify!
(For my faithful blogging readers
This one thing I must now tell
I think I know my problem
Explained in my post I titled, "SMELLS"!)
I am a bit of a neat freak
The sight of dirt and clutter
Often make me want to shriek
Every item has its place
And that's where it ought to go
Toys go here and papers there
As my family members know
I preface this so you can see
That when I caught my cat
You'll understand my total disgust
To his horrifying act
I was in the bathroom
When Butch, our cat, walked in
But instead of drinking from the stool
His actions pumped my adrenalin
He jumped up on the counter
And with an awkward, shaky pose
Peed into my sink
As I stood horrified and froze
I do not know what prompted
His act of urination
But what other covert things take place
To make me consider assassination?
For now I will forgive him
But will keep a watchful eye
And if I ever catch that cat again
This clean-freak will crucify!
(For my faithful blogging readers
This one thing I must now tell
I think I know my problem
Explained in my post I titled, "SMELLS"!)
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
STRESS!!!
Ever have so much to do
You don't know where to start?
And as you tackle all your chores
Things start to fall apart?
I need to bake and pack our bags
For Christmas family gatherings
But leaking stools and broke down cars
Seems as if my world is shattering
The house needs cleaned and vacuumed
There's laundry yet to do
Already tired and cranky
But my list is far from through
(There's also missing silverware
My youngest is the thief
Can't keep him clothed or diapered
His hobby's giving Mommy grief!)
I think I'd like a breakdown
And a sound-proof, padded room
So when disaster hits
I won't hear or feel my doom!
You don't know where to start?
And as you tackle all your chores
Things start to fall apart?
I need to bake and pack our bags
For Christmas family gatherings
But leaking stools and broke down cars
Seems as if my world is shattering
The house needs cleaned and vacuumed
There's laundry yet to do
Already tired and cranky
But my list is far from through
(There's also missing silverware
My youngest is the thief
Can't keep him clothed or diapered
His hobby's giving Mommy grief!)
I think I'd like a breakdown
And a sound-proof, padded room
So when disaster hits
I won't hear or feel my doom!
Monday, December 21, 2009
Christ's Love = True Love
I'm learning a hard lesson
About what true love really is
It's not how much I can collect
But how much love I ought to give
Thus far I've held my heart out
So that others might try to fill
But when loved ones failed this task
My heart would sink and feel quite ill
God created us to feel His love
And only God can fill this void
Expecting love from things or people
Will leave us hurt and quite annoyed
I can choose love to be patient
I can choose love to be kind
Forget the record where I've been wronged
With only bad things to remind
Love is the opportunity
For us to give and not to get
This is a perfect Christmas lesson
One we should learn and not forget
I pray this Christmas season
You'll give your love to those around
And with this you can be certain
The love of Christ will soon be found
About what true love really is
It's not how much I can collect
But how much love I ought to give
Thus far I've held my heart out
So that others might try to fill
But when loved ones failed this task
My heart would sink and feel quite ill
God created us to feel His love
And only God can fill this void
Expecting love from things or people
Will leave us hurt and quite annoyed
I can choose love to be patient
I can choose love to be kind
Forget the record where I've been wronged
With only bad things to remind
Love is the opportunity
For us to give and not to get
This is a perfect Christmas lesson
One we should learn and not forget
I pray this Christmas season
You'll give your love to those around
And with this you can be certain
The love of Christ will soon be found
Sunday, December 20, 2009
SMELLS
I sit here writing
With a scented candle burning
Flavored coffee in the maker
Cup of Joe - I'm now yearning
Pot roast in the oven
With aromas I want to eat
Laundry in the dryer
Fresh fragrance with drying heat
Throughout my house
Such warm and pleasant smells
Then there is my bathroom...
An odor I can't pin point or tell
I've cleaned and scrubbed
Washed and bleached
There isn't an inch
I haven't reached
Wiped down the walls
Sanitized the trash can
But this odor evades
All my tough cleaning plans
What is about smells
And the feelings they create?
Some good, warm, and fuzzy
Others gag as they permeate
And what makes us want
Other people to sniff
Something we found so horrid
We passed out with one whiff?!
I'll take the warm fuzzies
And good smelling stuff
'Cause with two stinky boys
I've had more than enough!
(As for my bathroom
I blame my pee-crazy boys
Their aim is so crazy
Stand back when they deploy!)
With a scented candle burning
Flavored coffee in the maker
Cup of Joe - I'm now yearning
Pot roast in the oven
With aromas I want to eat
Laundry in the dryer
Fresh fragrance with drying heat
Throughout my house
Such warm and pleasant smells
Then there is my bathroom...
An odor I can't pin point or tell
I've cleaned and scrubbed
Washed and bleached
There isn't an inch
I haven't reached
Wiped down the walls
Sanitized the trash can
But this odor evades
All my tough cleaning plans
What is about smells
And the feelings they create?
Some good, warm, and fuzzy
Others gag as they permeate
And what makes us want
Other people to sniff
Something we found so horrid
We passed out with one whiff?!
I'll take the warm fuzzies
And good smelling stuff
'Cause with two stinky boys
I've had more than enough!
(As for my bathroom
I blame my pee-crazy boys
Their aim is so crazy
Stand back when they deploy!)
Thursday, December 17, 2009
MEAN PARENTS
My husband and I are evil
This we truly are
We've been lying to our son
Perhaps taking things too far
Our oldest believes in Santa
We've told him he exists
But it's not just the myth of Santa
Or the nice and naughty lists
No, we've taken things much further
Than just a simple, small, white lie
And have used it to our benefit
To get him to comply
Whenever the little man pouts
Or starts to misbehave
We tell him we're calling Santa
As we give our phone a wave
To this he vows perfection
And that he'll stop behaving bad
We've even faked a conversation
(I know our actions are quite sad...)
What we're doing to our son
Has made me question a simple truth
If kids claim their parents mean
Should we believe our complaining youth?
As for now, my spouse and I
Will probably keep on with the fibbing
Parenting has a learning curve
With plenty of ad-libbing.
This we truly are
We've been lying to our son
Perhaps taking things too far
Our oldest believes in Santa
We've told him he exists
But it's not just the myth of Santa
Or the nice and naughty lists
No, we've taken things much further
Than just a simple, small, white lie
And have used it to our benefit
To get him to comply
Whenever the little man pouts
Or starts to misbehave
We tell him we're calling Santa
As we give our phone a wave
To this he vows perfection
And that he'll stop behaving bad
We've even faked a conversation
(I know our actions are quite sad...)
What we're doing to our son
Has made me question a simple truth
If kids claim their parents mean
Should we believe our complaining youth?
As for now, my spouse and I
Will probably keep on with the fibbing
Parenting has a learning curve
With plenty of ad-libbing.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Let It Snow?
The weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
School's out and driving's a no
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
It doesn't show signs of stoppin'
The kids have begun head boppin'
Sugar highs make patience run low
As it snows, as it snows, as it snows
Can it finally be bedtime?
How I'd hate for my temper to blow
Sleeping kids would be so sublime
I'm going crazy like you wouldn't know!
The weatherman says more's coming
And I start some nervous humming
Another day with no place to go
There's more snow, there's more snow, there's more snow
At bedtime I do some praying
I catch myself softly saying
PLEASE GOD I BEG YOU SO
STOP THE SNOW, STOP THE SNOW, STOP THE SNOW!
Stop the snow
Make it go!
Mommy's done ever wishing for snow!
But the fire is so delightful
School's out and driving's a no
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
It doesn't show signs of stoppin'
The kids have begun head boppin'
Sugar highs make patience run low
As it snows, as it snows, as it snows
Can it finally be bedtime?
How I'd hate for my temper to blow
Sleeping kids would be so sublime
I'm going crazy like you wouldn't know!
The weatherman says more's coming
And I start some nervous humming
Another day with no place to go
There's more snow, there's more snow, there's more snow
At bedtime I do some praying
I catch myself softly saying
PLEASE GOD I BEG YOU SO
STOP THE SNOW, STOP THE SNOW, STOP THE SNOW!
Stop the snow
Make it go!
Mommy's done ever wishing for snow!
Friday, December 4, 2009
Christmas Shopping
I am done shopping for Christmas gifts this year
But please hear me out before you give me a sneer
All of my shopping was done here in my home
I didn't darken a store door or get out and roam
No, I did my shopping with efficiency and ease
Using search engines, websites and nice computer keys
You see last year was full of all sorts of disaster
With screaming kids and wiggly carts I couldn't move or master
I even had a fellow shopper swat at my hand
She grabbed a sweater I was holding as I stood trying to understand
What's up with the craziness Christmas shopping creates?
Are we so consumed with buying we make unloving mistakes?
Did Christ want us stressing and running around?
Or focusing on Him that His love may abound?
I decided this year would be different for us
I can still buy nice gifts with little to no fuss
My kids won't get antsy or frustrate my nerves
There'll be no angry shoppers whose hands I must swerve
Christmas will be calm and on His love we can fixate
Only problem now is keeping hands off cookies I bake!
But please hear me out before you give me a sneer
All of my shopping was done here in my home
I didn't darken a store door or get out and roam
No, I did my shopping with efficiency and ease
Using search engines, websites and nice computer keys
You see last year was full of all sorts of disaster
With screaming kids and wiggly carts I couldn't move or master
I even had a fellow shopper swat at my hand
She grabbed a sweater I was holding as I stood trying to understand
What's up with the craziness Christmas shopping creates?
Are we so consumed with buying we make unloving mistakes?
Did Christ want us stressing and running around?
Or focusing on Him that His love may abound?
I decided this year would be different for us
I can still buy nice gifts with little to no fuss
My kids won't get antsy or frustrate my nerves
There'll be no angry shoppers whose hands I must swerve
Christmas will be calm and on His love we can fixate
Only problem now is keeping hands off cookies I bake!
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