Day 632: Chewing The Fat

Well y'all I can not go to sleep yet. I have to wait for a car seat cover to finish washing so I can put it in the dryer. That boy was sick this week end and y'all don't want to know what ugly things went on in that car seat. The wind is howling outside and I could be using this time to clean my house but I just thought I would chew the fat a little bit. I was thinking that most of the people who follow my blog are my mom. But there may be a few of you out there who say hmm... I sure would like to know a bit more about this blogger. So let me clear a few things up and maybe tell a little about myself. First off you may wonder why I blog in this southern vernacular. I don't talk like this in every day life y'all. But it is my mother tongue. I was at Mt. Rushmore y'all. I heard some one saying "well we gonna head on back over at the hotel. What y'all want for lunch. It don't bother me none what we have" Y'all I swung my head around to get a good look because these folks were speaking my language. I am from Texas and although not every one in the great state of Texas uses bad grammar and talks like a hick some do. Add to that my father's people are from the deep south, well lets just say you got your self some back woods talking going on. And I like it. I don't use it in everyday conversation. Mercy no. But it feels comfortable to write like this. It is not just about the grammar or the dialect either. People from the south have special words for certain things and sayings that make me feel at home. My Mamaw always called hair spray hair net. She never said she was happy to see me she was always proud to see me. My uncle often yells out howdeey when he sees a loved one and instructs them to hug his neck. When asked to do something he would rather not my Dad always replied "Let's not and say we did" I love the southern dialect because it is comfort and hospitality and has such variety. It feels like home.
What else do y'all want to know about me? How about one of my pet peeves. If you go to the store and you only have one child and you use a cart with seats for two small children you will be on my last nerve. I need that cart y'all. I have two small children! You are messing up my shopping trip. Stop stealing carts you don't need. You don't either need the extra seat for you PURSE! I need it for a kid. Think people. Think. Oh sorry. I got a little carried away.
What was that? What kinds of stuff do I like? Well if y'all think I am going to say puppys and kittys and rainbow and lotions that smell good you are wrong. I like comfortable clothes. I like the way my baby's hair feels so velvety soft. I like talking on the phone with my sister for a long time. I like seeing my ex husband squirm. I like food. I like thinking I could win the publishers clearing house and thinking of all the fun things I would do with my winnings. I like the taste of grape juice because it reminds me of communion and the smell of vinegar because it reminds me of easter. I like a million other things like the way that Randy Stonehill says well, well and calls people baby in many of his songs and how if you watch Robin Williams movies he often call people cheif. I like lots of sugar in my coffee and I like the lady that gives me my coffee at McDonalds every morning. She is nice.
Well y'all it is time to put that car seat cover in the dryer. Y'all have a good night now.

Day: 632 Shiny Threads

A few months back I had a birthday. My sweet friend came to my office and put silver metallic streamers all over my office. They were everywhere y'all. After a while I got sick of them. By a while I mean after a half of an hour. They got everywhere y'all. I have trouble throwing away things that I might use later so naturally I put them in my car so I could take them home. They sat in a walmart bag in my front seat and eventually got moved to the back seat floor. Well y'all my kids started stepping on them and meddling with them and got a hole in the bag and before you know it those durn things were everywhere. Every time the door opened some flew out or they stuck to our feet and clothes and traveled with us where ever we went. I got fed up with that and scooped them up and threw them away. Then I started to notice something y'all. When I went to drop the kids at day care I looked down and there was a streamer or two stuck on the fence. At school when I dropped the boys off there was one stuck in the automatic door. I found on on the ground at the bank y'all. In the gutter by my neighbors house, at little ceasers pizza. I am not kidding y'all. Everywhere I travel frequently I keep seeing these little silver streamers. Then I thought of something. We leave little streamers where ever we go in life. Only life streamers are not visible. We leave them by the words that we speak and the things that we do. Just a little remnant to say we were here and we left something. We don't even mean to or sometimes know that we have done it. But they stick to us and we deposit them to the people and places we frequent often. I know it is not profound but next time I see a silver streamer I will be reminded that I am leaving my mark on this world weather I want to or not. So let my mark add beauty and let my mark point to the truth. Let my mark, be it ever so humble, be a blessing to someone else. Just a little something to chew on y'all.

Day 627: Full Speed Ahead

Y'all know I am so happy right now. Things are finally going well. Things are good with work, finances, kids, home. Things are just good. But there is something that has just been bugging me. Y'all I know you just been waiting for me to spill the beans about the wart and all the trouble he caused me and his deep dark secrets. I been wanting to do that to y'all. And I have told some of y'all in private all about it. I've been thinking when this divorce is over I am going to tell every rotten thing about him. and believe me y'all it's a jaw dropper. But, I can't. I have been trying. I keep writing blogs and face book updates only to take them down because it does not feel right. I know that would not honor God. I hear it in my spirit. I want to argue that it is not fair because he has been meaner than a snake and he deserves for everybody to know all about his nasty self. But there is that uneasiness that tells me no. Don't do it. I was not understanding but willing to obey. Then I went to church on Sunday and y'all know the preacher was preaching on putting your hand to the plow and not looking back. Y'all I know that is what is required right now. I got stuff to do in front of me. I can't be looking back and trying to punish him or live in regret because things did not turn out how I planned. Come what may I got a life to lead and the future is in front, not behind. Maybe some day God will give me the go ahead to tell my story. When it can helps someone, when it is a blessing and not a curse. It is a story to tell but it will have to wait because I am going y'all. Come on now.

Day 621: Momma Bird

Y'all. I am fixin to become a momma for the third time. It is going to happen real soon y'all. That precious baby is going to be mine. We are just waiting for a court date. I know some a y'all said I was crazy when i said I was taking another foster kid last year. Y'all were all like "she has got enough on her plate. What is she thinking" Right from the get go I felt the green light from God. I had no idea that he would stay, but I knew what ever happened it would be okay. And I am over the moon y'all. Join me in giving thanks to the God of the universe for this amazing baby. *Happy Dance* So here I am a single mom with four young boys. All with some type of special need or another. How in the world did I get here. One time my Grand mommy sent me a card that said life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans. It's true y'all. I have a special journal that I keep. I only write in it on new years eve. I started when I was 19years old. When I look back over the course of my life one year at a time I am amazed at the things that I prayed and hoped for that came to fruition and so thankful for the things that I wanted that I never got. Life is beautiful and messy and scary and breath taking. Let's go y'all