Flaming June's Love

Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest: The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come. -Alexander Pope, An Essay on Man, Epistle I, 1733 My number one favorite movie. Peggy Sue was not a huge hit at the time it came out, and to be honest I dont remember seeing it at the time. I believe it wasnt until I "knew" what she was feeling concerning the love for her children, and the Love/Hate she had for her husband that I really got it. This clip is a compilation of some of the best scenes. My favorites include her phone call with her grandmother, answering the phone as an innocent young girl and realizing she hadnt heard her voice in many years. I can just imagine hearing my Nana's voice again. What would I say? Other than you were the best and I wish you could have one day with all of us. My oldest daughter is named after you and my Mother. Could there be anything better than that? When Peggy has...

The girls and I went to Jim and Pams this weekend for a visit. We got together and it was as if we had never been apart. If I try to recall what the argument was about it was rediculous really. I enjoyed the time with them and ALlie got to see a Dr that she needed to and all is well with her. (Girl stuff, you know private) I must admit though the best part of the weekend was spending time with the girls. We had dinner out on Friday nigh and chatted without the interruptions that having jack and Andy brings. It was like old days. A smarting reminder of what my life could have been had I not had Jack. I do think about that. I am not perfect, nor am I void of the realization that my life was heading towards EASY by the time I got pregnant with Jack. I know that everyday when I think of my friends that have children the same age as the girls that are on long weekends with girlfriends. Dinners whenever they want with SO's. I would love to say that I dont EVER feel a tinge of the...

Just a quick observation... blogs are about food, knitting or about being saved. No doubt all of these things are great and I would love to have any of the three as a larger part of my life but... Where are the blogs from Moms that are struggling with working and keeping a clean house. How bout the women that have too few women friends but more than enough dishes and ideas. That is my next blogs name. Equal number of dirty dishes as dreams. hmm. I like it.

I woke this morning as I do most every morning. Our son wrestles the doorknob a bit and swings the door wide open and anounces "The sun is up Mommy its TIIIIMMMME!" Andy and I are well aware of what time it is- It is DAYTIME!!!! Yes for Jack Daytime is a new start. Fresh bright full of possibilities. His joyful chatter about blankets, kitty cats, getting into bed with us "IN DA MIDDLE Mom" As both Andy and I move to our perspective sides of the bed to let the whirling blonde hair and race car jammies find his fumfy schpott. (comfy spot, for those of you that do not speak Jackanese) There must be room for the kitty and blanket in order to achieve full fumfy potential. Then jack will lie there between us and be quiet. My eyes are usually closed but I face him. Since we have not come to a place to cover the windows in our bedroom the morning sun pours in and lands directly on our bed by 730. I can open my eyes and see his face, all round and clear. His eyes wi...

I havent mentioned much about Christmas while blogging. I really havent been motivated to blog. I am sitting in the family room tonight after teaching an evening class and just admiring the Christmas tree. I have posted a pic of our tree so you can get a feel for how IMPORTANT the THINGS ARE. I am sitting here and can actually SEE LOVE dripping from our tree. Twenty five years of accumulated Love are hung from every available branch. Betty my Mother in Law that passed away in the summer gave Tim and I an ornament every year. Then when the girls came along they got one as well. She enjoyed the Christmas around the world catalogs and would send us a special one every year. Sadly to say we have had "TREE ACCIDENTS" many years and sometimes more than once a year so we have lost more than we have at this point. Bu the wooden reindeer and jeweled crosses and wooden plaid bears were from her. There are ornaments for the girls from MaryEllen that are decorated with Precious mom...

I have alot to think about. I do know a few things. My daughters are my courage. My son is my challenge. My husband is my bittersweetness. My mother is my reminder. My brothers are my past. My job is my out. I had a beautiful Christmas, I am now typing on my beautiful new Dell laptop. I will be able to blog anytime I want. As long as I find something to say.