'Its been said that we just don’t recognize the significant moments of our lives while there happening…we grow up complacent with ideas or things or people and we take them for granted an its usually not until that thing is about to be taken away from you that you realize how wrong you’ve been…that you realize how much you really need it…how much you love it.'
Where does it go....
a moment?
Seconds are fast and fleeting and years can hold beginnings, middle and endings. But what is in a moment?
When you're in that one moment, it often feels as if that is the only moment that matters... but it's not. One moment leads to the next and before long you are looking at 10 years of moments gone by.
You don't even realize that you are happy with that moment until your at the another moment in your life that you find yourself unhappy.You look over your life and wish for certain moments back so you can bask in them and enjoy what you already had, but didn't realize it at the time.
My life is full of moments I want to touch again.
Welcome to my cozy little Blog—a place where I unapologetically untangle my thoughts, parade my so-called wisdom, and occasionally drop nuggets of information you didn’t ask for. Insightful musings? Random ramblings? I’ll write, you decide.
June 26, 2012
June 14, 2012
A trip to the Vet
My poor dog Alex had surgery for bladder stones! He was in the hospital for 3 days and two nights. This was during the NBA playoffs so the Doc put him in Blue wrapping for his IV! Alex was not interested in being a team player ...or a team supporter!
He wasn't behaving in the hospital, and doing all types of out-of-he-ordinary things.... not like his personality. First... he was very vocal... and loud... and consistant about it! Second... he wouldn't eat, but he would gather his food and hid in under a towel they had in his kennel. Third... he poured stuff over his face!
When I went to feed him the day after his surgery, because they said he wouldn't eat for them.. he cried and cried when he saw me. I have never heard him so vocal. I feed him one pepple at a time... and he ate a lot! I thought... well since he is hungry I will just put some in the bowl.. so I put some in the bowl, sit it in his kennel and he picks up the opposite side of the bowl with his mouth and lifts it up high and poors it over his face!! He tried to do the same thing with his water bowl and I had to catch it real quick! I have never seen him act that way! I think he was trying to make a point!
I worried over him that day and was so glad when the next day he got to come home. Belson was really happy to ee him, but we kept them apart for a day or so so Alex could get is barrings. He slept alot, and ofcourse Belson snuggled with him. I think that helped Alex heal faster because the doctor told me a week to 14 days he would be slow, and within 5 days Alex was acting happy!
Now he can pee a steady stream and sometimes several! I am sure we are not the only ones that are "relieved" by that!
He wasn't behaving in the hospital, and doing all types of out-of-he-ordinary things.... not like his personality. First... he was very vocal... and loud... and consistant about it! Second... he wouldn't eat, but he would gather his food and hid in under a towel they had in his kennel. Third... he poured stuff over his face!
When I went to feed him the day after his surgery, because they said he wouldn't eat for them.. he cried and cried when he saw me. I have never heard him so vocal. I feed him one pepple at a time... and he ate a lot! I thought... well since he is hungry I will just put some in the bowl.. so I put some in the bowl, sit it in his kennel and he picks up the opposite side of the bowl with his mouth and lifts it up high and poors it over his face!! He tried to do the same thing with his water bowl and I had to catch it real quick! I have never seen him act that way! I think he was trying to make a point!
I worried over him that day and was so glad when the next day he got to come home. Belson was really happy to ee him, but we kept them apart for a day or so so Alex could get is barrings. He slept alot, and ofcourse Belson snuggled with him. I think that helped Alex heal faster because the doctor told me a week to 14 days he would be slow, and within 5 days Alex was acting happy!
Now he can pee a steady stream and sometimes several! I am sure we are not the only ones that are "relieved" by that!
June 10, 2012
Planting Gardens
Front Garden |
This is Melanie our new Frog! |
June 4, 2012
Progress LOST!
I got a call from the builder today after he spoke to the architect and he felt like my center with the parking lot would be about $100,000.00 MORE than what my budget is. So I said... NO NO and can you say HELL NO! So they are both at the drawing board again trying to get it right! I explained that I handed him a drawing of the center with everything I needed, and that he could tweak it... but it was proof it could be done! So... now I am waiting... AGAIN! Lord help me!
June 3, 2012
Progress Made
1st draft... before changes made...more to come with final plans! |
No Tolerance for Stupidity
People need to learn to love...
not tolerate,
not negotiate...
but love one another. You can not have a christian heart and not love.
If you judge, ridicule or in anyway discriminate against someone because they do no believe in what you do...
then you are a sad...
hypercritical..
pathetic
excuse for a human being.
Just saying!
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/02/08/ellen-degeneres-one-million-moms-jc-penney_n_1262623.html
not tolerate,
not negotiate...
but love one another. You can not have a christian heart and not love.
If you judge, ridicule or in anyway discriminate against someone because they do no believe in what you do...
then you are a sad...
hypercritical..
pathetic
excuse for a human being.
Just saying!
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/02/08/ellen-degeneres-one-million-moms-jc-penney_n_1262623.html
Strange Thing This Grief
I lost my father in November. Strange thing, this grief... Where did it come from? Where does it go? It shows up out of the blue and then lays doormet for weeks. I don't doubt my love for him or how much he meant to me... or even the fact that I miss him all the time. But I do feel weird that I am not struck by constant numbing grief that binds me to the point of incapacity. I feel guilty for not feeling that way, yet I feel sane for it. I knew what type of man he was and how he would want us to behave. Maybe that is what I move to. Maybe knowing that he would want us to all continue to live successful lives and enjoy our time with our family and friends is what has me motivated to move forward every day. Maybe the thought of staying still scares me more. Strang thing this this grief.
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