Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Thanks Tina

Thanks Tina,  for brightening up my day and awarding me the Sunshine Award!  I've been working hard on that authenticity -- we need it more than ever in these precarious days.  Tina's blog always lifts me so back at ya! ;)

Semi-Wordless Wednesday

Remember these guys?  I loved The Hardy Boys with a passion -- especially Shaun Cassidy.  Now that's a trip down memory lane....

Thursday, March 18, 2010

We don't do it like that around here

Have you ever been told that you're just not doing it right?  "IT" could be anything.  They way you cook something, clean something, build something.  We've somehow been led to believe that the way we do things here in Holmes County are the ONLY way to do something.  I can't even count how many times someone told George he wasn't doing something right.  I try to fathom in my mind why someone would feel led to tell a grown man something like that.  Is it because he's doing it differently?  Or just differently than WE are doing it?  Maybe because he comes from another country he IS doing it differently.  Wow -- I just answered my own question.  
Let's take for example raising children.  In Mexico, most kids do not have their own room. They share bedrooms and often times share beds.  They think nothing of it.  When Belle was little I would repeat the oft-used American saying of, "She just needs some alone time".  I would say this when she was crabby or being disobedient and my husband would cringe.  George would say, "No way, she needs to be here with us.  Being alone just causes her to get her own way". Oh, the times we would argue about simple differences.  I would argue up and down, and tell him that's just the way we do things here.  I was so stupid.  I argued a way of life that had never seen anything different introduced to it.  I was self-righteous and puffed up.  I didn't listen to anything he had to say.  Our early years of marriage had much conflict because of this.  I failed to realize the wealth of good ideas and ways that George had brought with him.  I had simply thrown everything he said in the trash.  Without George and I parenting together, our kids would be lost.  The blending of our parenting styles is what works for us -- and it took me way too long to realize it.  Because of this my kids have never been disrespectful to me, and God forbid they ever raise their voice a notch to George.  Bedroom doors don't slam in this house. 

It also has carried over into George's jobs.  He is such an excellent painter.  I would call him an artist, with the faux finishes he creates, the textures he slathers on, and the smooth line he finishes with.  In the beginning though, people laughed at him because he did things differently than peoople here. What possesses or gives us the right to laugh at something done differently?  Does the end result look as fabulous?  Always. There are so many techniques in the world to receive an end result -- why should we be closed to them?

When I lived in Mexico the people there were so warm and hospitable.  Yet, I found myself thinking sometimes that they just weren't doing things the right way.  I had a haughty air when all they were doing was trying to please me or going about their daily tasks.   What was instilled in me to question and point out, what I thought, were wrongs in people?  It took me a long time and alot of maturing to realize how very arrogant I was.  There is such a big world outside of Holmes County, and not near enough time to take pleasure in it.  I realized life is too short to think that I was the only one who knew how to do things the right way.  It's a lesson we all can learn.  Next time we open our mouths to point out someone is not doing something the right way, let's remember what we really want to say is they're not doing it OUR way. Let's learn to open our mouths in love -- instead of pointing out what we THINK is wrong.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Semi-Wordless Wednesday

Monday, March 15, 2010


Here's a link to my newest Amish Country Living post.  It has my Timbrel article that was published this month.  Tiny little article, but still mine -- with my picture and name to boot. :)

Go here to read it!

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Authentic Candor

Yesterday I said I would be posting a big blog post today -- sorry if I made anyone think something major was going on!  Sometimes my mind goes off on a tangent and I get all sorts of ideas.  Then they just disappear.  In December I wrote an article for a small publication called Timbrel.  It came out this week and for the first time ever, my picture and name were beside an article for the whole world to see.  I was pretty happy about that.  I will see if I can post a link to it somewhere on here soon.  It's small commentary piece, but still it was published. Yay.

I've been thinking alot, praying alot, and giving alot of things up to God.  My kids, my husband, our life together, my house -- all sorts of things kind of jumbled together.  Belle is on my mind alot lately and I've been especially doing the mom thing with her --- praying, but letting her initiate contact with  me.  Lucky for me she doesn't let more than a day go by without calling.  Texting is most everyday so I'm privy to most of what's going on with her life.  She's on spring break right now and lives right in spring break central.  Beach, eating, and sleeping are high on her agenda.  The other day they visited the Kardashian's store called "Dash" in Miami.  They were there when "E" was filming the show, and they were able to sign release forms to be extras on the show.  Bummer though, they were next in line to go in and they stopped filming for the night.  They told them to come back same time and they would get on.  We'll see -- she was so excited and sent various pics of the store (which she did actually shop in earlier in the day) and of Kourtney Kardashian seen very thinly behind a curtain.  Haha. 

Two words have been coming together for me for awhile now.  Authenticity is one of them, and candor is the other.  Put together, it's "Authentic Candor".  Not sure exactly why I keep running these words through my brain. Different things have happened through the last several years of my life that required both of those words.  I think once I hit forty that I just was tired of pretending to be someone I wasn't.  You can spot a fake a mile away, and nothing burns me more than fakeness.  Authenticity is what I'm striving for, and hopefully people can see that in me.  Candor is being open and transparent and saying how it is.  I think these two separate words, put together, are how I will live my life from now on. Bring it on life -- I'm ready for you.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010




Friday, March 5, 2010

Warning: Old Jealousy Dies Hard

The last 24 hours have been interesting.  I've been through a maelstrom of emotions that seemingly were caused by a simple google search.  Yes, I said google search.  Are any of you guilty of doing a little snooping or poking around in the past?  Whether by curiosity or outright nosiness?  Well, I have a warm feeling this morning, and I def think I should feel guilty about it.  tee hee. George has had a very colorful past -- and I mean colorful.  He's lived in so many different locations, known so many people and had/or been involved in so many situations.  I don't know about you, but I'm the kind of girl who likes to know  how many girlfriends my husband has had before me.  You know the kind of convo I'm talking about.  "Come on honey, I just want to know.  What did she look like?  Was she short?  Fine...but did she kiss better than me?"  These conversations took place before we were married and sometimes after we had been married.  In May it'll be twenty years of marriage -- and it's been a wild/rocky/blissful ride.  I love him more everyday.  Maybe most of you don't want to know those kinds of things, but I always did.  There was one or two girls that he told me about that always stuck in my mind.  Mind you this was early 80's.  George will always say, "Babe, I don't even remember what their faces look like let alone much else about them."  We talk and laugh and reminisce -- oh the stories he can tell.  It's funny how he can remember wild adventures with his friends down to the last detail, but not even remember the face of a girlfriend?  Like I believe that. Ha.

Well, yesterday I went snooping.  What possessed me to do it, I'll never know.  All of a sudden there she was.  Her name, picture, and all sorts of info popped up onto the screen in a very public forum.  I sat there transfixed.  After all these years I finally got to see someone who was in George's life before me.  After I looked at what she had put online, I closed the screen and sat there. I knew what she looked like, what her kids looked like, and what she was doing with her life.  What was my main objective?  To have George's memories of her as a young girl changed by how she looked today?  Was it to make me feel better knowing that I had won him over and was (in my mind) better than her?  George and I have a wonderful relationship.  As we grow older, I appreciate him more and more.  When I finally laid eyes on this girl/woman, who in my mind was someone I made out to be bigger, I was actually disappointed.  I felt bad!  As a woman, we sometimes make things bigger in our heads than they really are.  Made-up jealousy, and blowing things out of proportion are what we can be good at.

When George got home we went online and he took a look at what I had found.  We looked at everything together.  When we were done he looked at me and said, "You know what?  It didn't work out with her so I could find you." <3  Aw, maybe that's what I wanted to hear.  Gosh darn women's vanity.  After all that he continued laughingly, "And you just wanted to find her to get back at me for making fun of all YOUR old boyfriends!"   Bingo -- he knows me too well.  I knew we found each other for a reason.  We're both irreverent and full of it.  Here's to a little old jealousy for making you hold on a little tighter and loving more.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

"Semi" Wordless Wednesday

Monday, March 1, 2010


"The Lord is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in loveHe will not always accuse, nor will he harbor his anger forever;  he does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities.  For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his love for those who fear  him;  as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from usAs a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him; for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust.  As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field;  the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.  But from everlasting to everlasting the Lord's love is with those who fear him, and his righteousness with their children's children -- with those who keep his covenant and remember to obey his precepts."  Psalms 103:6-18