Survivor, Episode Two

I know not everyone is a fan so I will keep it brief. 

I experienced a self imposed trauma Thursday night when I checked my TIVO and Survivor was not there waiting for me.  It was like being stood up for an appointment that had been anticipated for a week.

I was not happy, so not happy that I felt the need to say it out loud to anyone who would listen.  Blush…childish I know.

My frown was quickly turned upside down when I realized that on the Internet where you can find anything and everything (gasp), CBS has posted Episode 2 in it’s entirety.

So, I was able to watch Survivor last night and I have one thing to say.

It was gooooood, so good!

Could It Be…

Could it be…

that when God made me, He hid a solar panel in my head?

The last couple days, the sun has been out and by golly, I feel like the Energizer Bunny.

Everything is brighter, literally…I have felt balanced, like all is not just well, but beautiful!

I drive along, (you’ve read about the driving, right?) and notice the sun shining through the bare, gnarled trees.  It is gorgeous and intriguing.  Since it isn’t possible (or wise) to take pictures while I drive I capture snapshots in my mind and store them away for other, less joyous days.

Winter is far from over, but I’ll take and revel in this little taste of spring.  I can’t really help but soak it all in, you know, with that panel in my head and all.

Mom’s Taxi…

I never really got…

the whole “Mom’s Taxi” saying I saw printed on license plate covers when my kid’s were younger.  Now that they are active and on the move (you know who’s moving them, right?) I have a newfound appreciation for the term.  By golly, I am fixin’ to bypass the license plate cover at this point and order full size magnetic panels for my van.

In days of old, I would have quiet time every day at 3pm.  During that time I would sit down with a cup of coffee, read a book or work on my bible study, perhaps treat myself to a nap. It was about taking a moment to breathe, think, process.  It just made me a better wife, mom and friend.

Since we have hit this season of movement, guess where I am everyday at 3pm?  Yep, driving, driving…driving.  It has been a difficult adjustment because a little part of me feels like the quiet moments I so enjoyed have been riped off .  Frankly, it just made me cranky.

With the New Year came the realization that I had reached a truce.  My attitude was shifting and over the winter break surprisingly,  I missed the peace that comes when I am driving. 

I have taken my quiet time to the car.  I take a cup of coffee, I enjoy time listening to my kids share what’s on their minds and after I drop them off, I turn on the radio and sing and worship. There is a sense of stillness, although the nap is out, for obvious reasons.

YES!  I am adaptable! It did take a little while though…

We’re sharing our truces with Emily over at…

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I Wish You A…

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Whether it is a year of sweet things

such as chocolates and flowers

 or a quieter year

full of priceless moments

that money can’t buy…

may your heart

be full  to overflowing

with love and contentness

and on this day

I pray you feel

incredibly, undeniably

loved.

Blessings to you and yours…imoomie

Survivor, Heroes vs. Villians…

Seriously, I know this is silly but…

The 20th season of Survivor is going to be soooo grand.

Talk about stellar, bringing together these seasoned players is brilliant!  A blend of people that have played the game before, some multiple times.  I would say they know the game of Survivor!  Grand, I say, it’s going to be g-r-a-n-d.

I’m pretty much, it’s safe to say, a Survivor fanatic.  I have other shows I like but probably if I had to pick just one show, this would be it.

I also have dreams and aspirations about being a contestant. While I am hesitant to ever agree to be away from my family for such a stretch of time, there are days when I am convinced that surely I am well equipped to brave the show. In fact, perhaps it would be like a vacation compared to everyday life.

Recently, something happened…it was after 1:00am in the morning and one of the kids needed something.  My husband was up and on the situation while I was three sheets to the wind.  Gone was the “Commando Mom” in me that could snap to attention and hit the ground running. 

As I lay there in a groggy state I realized my Survivor dreams were shattered.  If my Mommy turbo boost is sluggish what would motivate me on an island full of strangers? 

No worries, I switched gears and actively began recruiting members of my family and almost family to try to get on the show.  The catch, I so better be the family member that gets to come to the island to visit.

Here is some extra footage from the 1st tribal council…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oEkb-0tt4e4

Uh-huh, grand.

Friday Night Luxuries…

It has been a Friday night that has felt luxurious…

I have spent hours visiting others’ blog sites.  I laughed, I cried, I shook my head “yes” as I have understood completely the feelings behind the words.  I’ve cheered at the triumphs and placed my hand over my heart in reaction to the sweetness of your children and their precious words.  And with a cock of my head, I’ve leaned in closer to interpret your photos.

What an amazing bunch of women, each so unique with different perspectives, creative flair and love languages.

May God richly bless you and yours!

Blogger Friends…

If you could see me now, you would see me as I am…

an expectant, fidgety, awkward, newbie blogger standing on the corner of blogger world wondering how or when I will make a friend.

I hear such lovely stories of friendship on these posts, I hear dialog volleyed back and forth with familiarity, warmth and loyalty and I stand quietly as if eavesdropping.

I see the hearts of beautiful humble women who support and encourage each other.

I involuntarily whisper…how.  How do these friendships develop?

It is so uncool, to say, hey…we have so much in common or I so get what you just said, I fear that it will be cliche and not received as genuine.

 I feel like a child, a kindergartner starting something new without footing and not sure where to land.  It would be so much easier if I could at least offer you a cookie from my lunch box.

I would honestly love to hear how it happens.  For me it is an elephant in the room and it is uncomfortable to ask, but frankly I don’t know where else to find the answer.

Although messy, I am unwrapping the my intangible with Emily over at -

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I Wasn’t At Blissdom, Either…

Just today I happened upon a “I’m not at Blissdom” blog-hop…

Now the reality is at this point, on this day Monday, the 8th, no one is at Blissdom anymore.

I still feel compelled to link up with others that were never there.  How nice it would have been to have found you all this weekend and to have been united through what was not and to celebrate what indeed was.  It would have been like a sisterhood of “Not at Blissdom-ers”…it would have been great!  The celebration of us, not there, wondering what everyone was talking about, eating, learning, but united just the same.

We could make a pact and promise to all meet there next year in 2011…I am trying to be funny, but it’s coming across creepy isn’t it, yay, I thought so…breaking the blogger cool code.

Just to prove my sincerity I will share something humorous with you…a few days before Blissdom was to start, I went on line and put my name on the waiting list just in case.  I expectantly checked my email the next few days just in case a spot with my name on it popped up.  I was ready to hop in the car and go.

Obviously, that didn’t happen, but I can’t remember the last time I considered being impulsive or that I allowed myself a far fetched dream.

Oh well, you seem like a fun and friendly bunch.  If you would be so kind as to leave me a comment I promise to hop over and pay you a visit.  I would find it refreshing to have some new friends and hear some of your stories, it gets old listening to myself talk.

Thanks to Blessed Moon at http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/ for getting the party started!

Avatar…

Usually, when I watch a movie trailer, I make up a story in my mind of what the movie will be about.  Then when I go see the movie I end up feeling disappointed that the story line wasn’t what I thought it would be.

With Avatar, I saw the trailer and thought I wasn’t that into it, although upon hearing my family and friends rave about it, I realized that it was a must see movie.  A movie that will be a marker on the timeline of cinematography.

So, last night my husband and I went to see Avatar at the IMAX, in 3D…Wow!   What an experience!

I had heard buzz about there being underlying messages about this or that…I was so enthralled that I just enjoyed being transported into this made up place and away from planet earth for a bit.  We got a mini vacation for the price of a movie ticket.

As awesome as it was flying, leaping and exploring in this adventure…at times, the violent battle scenes were equally realistic for me and I just had to quit watching for awhile.

What an amazing story full of courage, greed, beauty and love.   Just not enough adjectives…

Here’s the trailer -

http://www.avatarmovie.com/index.html 

Slipping ‘n Sledding…

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The thrill and the fear all wrapped up in one speedy trip down the hill…

Tori In snow

Pure joy, simple pleasures…

Hannah

 Just getting in touch with her inner snowgal…

Thanks to my clever daughter, I now have pictures to share with you!  Not only is she the supplier of some fantastic shots, but she also figured out how to post them for me! 

Yippee, skippy!