Lunch with the Hubby

I LOVE the fact that because I stay at home, I can have lunch with my husband. Lunch once a week provides us with uninterrupted talk time where we can share with each other our hopes and dreams or just about our day or week. Today is a meet the hubby for lunch day! WOO HOO

One of the things I miss most after moving back to Florida, was working side by side Scott everyday! I know alot of couples could never work with their spouse or wouldn't want to, and I don't think that makes them any less of a couple or any less in love. But we meshed well and enjoyed it. Don't get me wrong we had our days of being on each other's nerves but mostly we got along good. I miss it and so does he. But life goes on and so do we right?

One thousand gifts Continued...
6. Excitement in my husbands voice.
7. New oppurtunities
8. Watching my son climb trees.

Zippers and such

So excited I learned to sew a zipper on with my sewing machine yesterday! And I actually read the book first, instead of jumping right into it getting frustrated and then reading the book. It was super easy! And opened up a whole nother world of sewing possibilities to me now! And since no one has a money tree growing in their front yard yet, I am trying to make gifts for the holidays and birthdays! Our family has a crazy amount of birthdays near the holidays so it is double duty towards the end of the year! And anyone who knows me knows that I love to give gifts that are meaningful, and yes I do this to a fault. So I usually start hunting early, thinking and rethinking my possibilities, purchasing and returning until I have just the right gift. It is an OCD activity of mine...So now with making some of the gifts you would think I am better right? WRONG, it is the same, I have to find the RIGHT thing to make for the RIGHT person, DUH...and then what do you make for men? Geesh now you understand where I am at this morning. But I do love doing it and I love that I am learning new things.

Cont. One thousand gifts

4. "loved our woods excursion mom, your a good hunter" (hunting banana spiders with a BB gun with my son)
5. Little love notes left for me by my sweet husband.

Gratitude

Feeling the crisp morning air. Knowing that change is coming. A heart heavy with hope for a dear friend. Watching my son become a man. Embracing my soul mate. Being a homemaker. Sidewalk chalk covering the drive. Sunny skies. Cool breezes. Cardinals on the feeder. Flowers laden with dew. Deer prints in the sand.

So many things. So much gratitude. So little time spent appreciating.

"Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies, those transcendent moments of awe that change forever how we expierence life and the world." John Milton.

I long to see, feel, touch and encounter my everyday epiphanies that have long been overlooked, pushed to the side, forgotten in the busyness of life. One thousand gifts I long to find, they are not hidden, but in plain site, they are everywhere, for everyone to see, but in my heart lies the key to these transcendent moments, moments that bring me warmth, comfort, laughter, reverence and most important gratitude. My journey to find one thousand gifts starts today.

1. "I love you momma"

2. My soul mates embrace

3. Kind words from old friends

My 2 cents...

What is a penny worth these days? I mean really?? You can usually find them on ground any and every where. Most of us walk by them and not bother to pick them up. Is it because they are not worth anything or is it because they are not worth the exposure to the billion of germs that may be lurking in the surrounding area? I've dropped countless pennies and let them lay, in stores, parking lots, fast food drive-thrus, schools etc..etc.. I'm sure I am not the only one. You can also find little bowls of them at stores, you know the take a penny leave a penny I've donated to them I've also borrowed from them truly grateful that I didn't have to use a nickle and get 4 useless pennies in return to weigh down my purse or pocket or clutter the console of my car. What in the world you may ask am I getting at? A bill. Yup, a bill, I recieved a bill in the mail yesterday stating that I owe 2 cents to a certain power company. Seriously? It amazed me actually that such huge companies throw so much money down the drain and that they would continue to do so with the hassle of sending out a bill for 2 cents! I don't have exact figures but I do know that it cost at the minimum 42 cents for a stamp to mail the bill and then you have to figure a percentage of the ink to print the bill, the envelope to return the bill, the actual bill itself and the envelope that the bill was mailed in. I have to admit I'm aggervated what am I to do? Throw my money down the drain by writing a check for 2 cents, and buying a stamp for 42 cents to mail the bill in? Pay online and save the 42 cents of mailing it out (can you even do a debit transaction of 2 cents?), tape 2 cents to the bill, mail it back risk getting it stolen (yeah right) and then pay the 1.0% charge for it being late? My personal favorite actually write them a check for 3 cents and force them to write me a check back for the 1 cent overage! To prove the point of how ridiculous it is to mail a bill for 2 cents! Ok, I've vented, now I'm off to pay the bill. And give them my 2 cents. PUN INTENDED!

In the begining...

Ok, so I'm new here...you know to the whole blogging scene. And as a confessional, I often wondered why in the world would people blog and share all their intimate details of their life, their heart, and their mind??? And now I ask myself the same question, to which I answer I have no idea. Maybe the need to write? Maybe the need to be heard? Maybe the need to step outside the norm of my everyday? I don't know for sure, but maybe this is a journey to freedom to write the things I'm afraid to speak, to read the words I've never seen, to hear my own voice in a world filled with so many others...