Parents are like Balloons

Soft, fairly colorful, all types of shapes and sizes and every kid seems to want one.

But watch out!

If you poke them, prod them, over-agitate them, bite them neglect them or even sit on them they'll

POP!!

The most important thing is to never let go of the string.

First, you'll be fairly distraught at the loss of something you hadn't planned on ever letting go.

Then, you'll spend your life missing all the smiles, joys and "boinging" that balloon would've brought.  When you're old, 

gray and somewhat melancholy you'll wonder where you went wrong.

It happened the day you let go of the string...

You missed that piece of happiness your life would bring.

So...just to be safe- tie a KNOT around your wrist with that string and your balloon will never go missing.

your parents...  Love em' don't leave em.

Not Philosophy, just my Opinion

May 15, 2008

Today is a strange day.  Only because it's not what it's suppose to be.  I don't know how it's suppose to be.  I only know what I thought it should be like it wasn't like.

Today is my anniversary.  Yep.  4 years ago today I was married.

So is it only a strange day because nothing happened that should?   And the reason I think it's only strange and not sad is because I don't know who made up the idea of what  romance was or should be like anyway.  

Romance is kind of like waiting in line for a  really scary, really high roller coaster for the first time.  The anticipation is electrifying.  The closer you get to the front of the line, the greater the electricity, the excitement.  Even when you're sitting, strapped down your heart is flying out of your chest.  Then the ride begins.  Up, down, twist and turn.  Oohs, aahs and blehs.  Then the ride is over and you might say “Wow! That was fun.”  And it's over.  There is no way to bring back that excitement and thrill again of the first time.  The next time you stand in line for that roller coaster, even if it's a year or two later, the feelings will never be the same as they were that first time.  

So.  Why do we keep standing in line for the same roller coaster, expecting the same result we had the first time?

It’s time to move on to the merry-go-round.  It’s a place we can be, content and happy.  Knowing there isn’t going to be the ‘newness’ thrill...so we don’t expect it, making us all the more pleasant to live with.

And of course, maybe I say this to make myself feel better...thus easier to live with!

Ah the never ending battle

January 29, 2007

Why is it so hard for people to eat healthy?  I suppose when I say people, I really mean me…and Jared…and therefore my children.  Like today I decided to eat smaller portions.  That went well when meal time came, but the problem laid in-between meals.  Cookies, candy, snacks (not the nuts and berries kind).  Sugar, it’s an addictive.  I suppose sugar in moderation is ok.  It better be ok! Anyhow, who eats it in moderation all the time? People who don’t eat it, don’t have a problem with over-eating it. Ever.  Seriously.  You have to NEVER eat it in order to NEVER over eat it.  Even the most controlled sugar dieter binges on sugar ever now and again. So again, never eat it.  I wonder if quitting sugar is like quitting smoking.  Hard stuff.  

Just something...

January 5, 2007

Who are ‘they?’ If one listens and observes for only a few hours many culture quirks and ‘foe paus?’(spelling)  can be found. It’s kind of fun actually.  We are weird as Americans.  No, we are weird as People.  No again.  We are INTERESTING.  Right?  Sure!  

It’s the New Year and time for new, or old, goals. The majority of people’s case, old goals; as for me, some new and some old.  There is always the goal to loose weight, which someday I will accomplish!  And this year I want to become a better writer, because I am suppose to.  I am also trying to work on scheduling my day. My day and Kaia’s day and soon to be new baby boy’s day.  As I was thinking about schedules I wondered if they are really good for me if my schedule consisted of pretty much the same thing every day.  I think it would point out to me how monotonous life can become when one is at home all day…with children and a husband to take care of.  I suppose the work force probably feels the same way.  That is why VACATIONS were invented.

Wait...I am part of the work force.

Did I mention I love Vacations?