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Love and Light from HEALING Creek
Friday May 9, 2008
My week has been an old fashioned week with old fashioned chores and the smells of yesterday.
I started in the attic, gathering up the things we haven't used for more than a year to donate or toss. The attic smelled just like all attics, dust and memories. I could almost shut my eyes and imagine being in my mother's attic or even further back, helping Grandma clean her store room above the garage.
I dusted every thing this week, using Murphy Soap and wood oil, something I do every Spring because that's what my Mom did and I guess her Mom did too. I scrubbed the kitchen and bathroom floors. I spot cleaned the carpet in a few places and vacuumed all around the floor boards and under the furniture.
I put away winter clothes, washed summer clothes that have been stored, ironing and mending as I went, replacing buttons and mending loose hems ... There is something restful about ironing and the smell of steam as it fills a room. It is the smell that candle companies try to chemically re-create and call linen spray ...
I did some baking while I cleaned and made some potato salad too ... I cleaned and cut up fresh vegetables and my kitchen smelled like home ... not my home but the home I grew up in.
I have walked through memories all week ...
I was a lucky kid. I didn't know it when I was a kid but when I see what some kids have or don't have today, I am so thankful for my Mother and Father.
I grew up in a different world ... There were BIG THINGS, but there were little things that made a difference too.
A BIG thing was that we went to church as a family every Sunday.
A BIG thing was that we went to school to LEARN and Mom and Dad checked behind us.
A BIG thing was first things first. God first. Family next. Work hard so we could earn the right to play hard too.
I was walking to the grocery store for Mom by the age of 7. I walked four blocks and Mom knew where I was every step of the way because Mom watched me walk the first block, her friend would call from the second block, the phone company lady would call from the third block and the grocer's wife would call when I got there and again when I left ... all to be repeated again on my way home.
My Dad paid us a penny a dandelion and we used to fill up 5 gallon pails, gathering them in our yard and all the neighbor's yards too! With 25 pennys, we could buy a whole sack full of penny candy and still have money for the offering at church! Anything extra went in our piggy banks.
My Dad played softball and he'd let us kids join in during practice once in a while or he'd play catch with us in the back yard. Dad made sure that us girls could hit a ball just like the boys.
We had a tree fort and Dad rigged up a swing in the tree. That swing could swing higher and further than any swing in the neighborhood!
Extended family time was just as good. My cousins and I played on the farm, exploring the barn and outbuildings or playing school in the playhouse that Grandpa made for us.
Sometimes, there were chores. We all worked in the garden, whether it was planting, weeding or picking, it was something we were supposed to do because one day we would have our own gardens ... We learned to sew and cook and clean the same way, always being told that, "One day, you will be glad you know this." or "If you are going to do a job, you may as well do it right the first time." and if we happened to do it right, we were praised with two cookies instead of one ... or getting to lick the cake batter off the spoon ... or being chosen to get the FIRST bowl of home-made ice cream.
Grandma taught me how to sew by teaching me first how to make Barbie doll clothes ... and then she taught me how to make my own clothes, checking behind me to make sure my seams were right and my hand stitches were small and almost invisible ... but truthfully, I liked the clothes she sewed best. She was a perfectionist and it showed. Nothing has ever hung on me the way her clothes did.
If I could describe those yesterdays to you, the details would be best shared in the smells of home ... fresh baked bread, fresh vegetables, a touch of dill or maybe, vanilla, fresh linens, the steam iron, wood polish, fresh flowers in a quart jar, lotion that smelled like rosewater, lavender or lily of the valley; grandma's sewing room that smelled like fabric, cupboards and cupboards of fabric and the faint odor of sewing machine oil, the wood stove ...
If I could describe those yesterdays to you, there were days and days of sunshine ... The light was different then, clearer somehow ... A ray of light reflected on oiled wood floors or filtered through sheer white curtains had a quiet magic all it's own. The first light and the last light of the day held the same magic they do now ... that brief period when every thing is covered with a touch of warm gold.
We could spend whole days in the lake swimming or fishing. We chased fireflies until it was time to go inside and take a bath and get ready for bed ... We raced our bikes down the road, "souping them up" with playing cards stuck on the spokes with clothespins to make them sound like they had a motor ...
I was a lucky kid ...
Thanks Mom (and Dad too) ...
for loving us as much as we loved you,
for teaching us everything we needed to know,
for hugging us tight and letting us go ...
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This weekend, Mom's ever where will be counting their blessings and remembering the things their kids said and did when they were little. Whether it was a peanut butter and jelly kiss or their child chasing flutterbys ... we all have stories ... because kids really do say the darndest things!
JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister. After a while he asked: 'Mom why have you got two? Is one for hot and one for cold milk?'
MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was. Granny replied she was so old she didn't remember any more. Melanie said, 'If you don't remember you must look in the back of your panties. Mine say five to six.'
STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom good night. 'I love you so much that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom window.'
BRITTANY (age 4) had an earache and wanted a pain killer. She tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it was a child-proof cap and she'd have to open it for her. Eyes wide with wonder, the little girl asked: 'How does it know it's me?'
SUSAN (age 4) was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. 'Please don't give me this juice again,' she said, 'It makes my teeth cough.'
MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging and kissing in a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them, he asked his dad: 'Why is he whispering in her mouth?'
CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried. When his Mom asked what was troubling him, he replied, 'I don't know what'll happen with this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in?'
JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: 'The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city but his wife looked back and was turned to salt.' Concerned, James asked: 'What happened to the flea?'
TIFFANY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled woman her Mom knew. Tiffany looked at her for a while and then asked, 'Why doesn't your skin fit your face?'
The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget .... this particular Sunday sermon...'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust...' He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
Happy Mother's Day !!!
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Wednesday May 7, 2008
1.
(So that explains it!)
2. Thank goodness there's a name for this disorder!
(This is an accurate description of my typical day!!!)
Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder
This is how it manifests:
I decide to water my garden.
As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.
As I start toward the garage, I notice mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier.
I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.
I lay my car keys on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full.
So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.
But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.
I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only one check left.
My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke I'd been drinking.
I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over.
The Coke is getting warm, and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.
As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need water.
I put the Coke on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning. I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.
I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote.
Someone left it on the kitchen table.
I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I'll be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers.
I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor.
So, I set the remote back on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.
Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.
At the end of the day:
the car isn't washed
the bills aren't paid
there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter
the flowers don't have enough water,
there is still only 1 check in my check book,
I can't find the remote,
I can't find my glasses,
and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.
Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today,
I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all the day long, and I'm really tired.
I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail ...
Do me a favor.
Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember who in the world I've sent it to.
Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!
3.
(Another email even had an illustration!)
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Saturday May 3, 2008
OVERHEARD
and SEEN
~ May Flowers Edition ~
ChickenLittles by LilLadyReg
FRONT PAGE
Saturday Night Blog Crawl
starts at
Bella's Gotta Brand New Blog-2 by Bella Lights compliments of Cracker's Place by CrackerWANNA DO THE CRAWL
BUT
DON'T KNOW HOW TO ADD MUSIC TO YOUR BLOG?
Try some of these sites ...
My Tunes Live,
Pure Volume,
Reverbnation,
Music code,
I Sound
(for new and upcoming artists which I've checked out and is embeddable),
Blog Musik (embeddable too),
Odeo,
Project Opus,
Sonific,
Sym Music,
My Flash Fetish,
Noolmusic.com,
Radio blog club,
Batanga, and of course the MTV site for videos!
Life's Lessons Endings & Beginnings by Mouse
THE BLOGGER
INQUIRER
"For Blogging Minds Who Need To Know" ...
Founder: Lucy
Editor: Bookworm
 Interviews 
What about our ordinary people out there making a difference?
You know them, and I know them.
Now they are news-worthy.
They are the heroes of the land!
Against A Crooked Sky by summerrayne
Central Washington University softball team
stunned spectators by carrying Tucholsky around the bases
Saturday so the three-run homer would count -
an act that contributed to their own elimination from the playoffs.
Get the rest of the story at ...
TallPockets For Prez '08 by TallPockets For Prez 2008
POLITICS
Raindrops Make Things Beautiful by Sherry'sCherries
Why is it that I keep rolling off these pearls of wisdom
and the news anchors and politicians do not listen to me?
Well, at least one of the talking heads did.
There was a quote on the Sunday morning show
"Rev. Wright is for Rev. Wright." ...
He is an actor, for God's sake!
Well, not for God's sake, for his own sake.
He gives a self serving sermon and gets applause and money.
We have met the enemy and he is us by sinann
pardon me if I'm wrong...
but didn't that type of thinking get us into all this messin the first place?
As eloquent and entertaining as he is,
Jeremiah Wright still, STILL...
feeds some antiquated craw to point out and revel in
differences in human beings...
instead of
celebrating unity.
The Dog House by Biggie T
Raindrops Make Things Beautiful by Sherry'sCherries
Hillary: "I cannot tell a lie"
Obama: "I don't like that darn preacher anymore"
Wright: "I'll fix that little politician"
McCain: "Vote for me, hey ya'll, Vote for Me"
Hillary: "I'll support McCain if that Obama wins"
Obama: "I don't like that darn Hillary"
Wright: "I know, I'll write a book"
McCain: "Why do I feel like a POW again"
Hillary: "I swear they were sniping me"
Obama: "That darn book is gonna hurt me come November"
Wright: "That book is gonna get him back for quitting my church"
McCain: "Vote for me, hey ya'll Vote for Me"
The end
And The Show Must Go On.......... by Oscar
PEACE
Freedom and democracy are not served by killing and torture.
We need to step away from our violent ways
and
embrace compassion and compromise.
Leave It To Peever by The Peever
Raindrops Make Things Beautiful by Sherry'sCherries
IN THE LIFE
Junebug's Living Large by Junebug
Love is like an ocean
Maps, sextant and compass
Driven by a strong sense of detail
Hopes and dreams on a magical scale.
Living and Dying in 5/4 Time by Captain Morgan
My Soap Opera Life by Secret
When we don't see the larger plan,
no matter how insane the plan,
behavior by those around us loses context.
Without context,
actions and speech becomes nonsense.
aircooled underground by capananda
People are gonna do what people are gonna do.
The White Lodge by John, the Squabbler
Another road winds its way up the hill into mystery.
The White Lodge by John, the Squabbler
I played CSI the next half hour taping the instructions back together.
Whispered Promises by Whispered Promise
MacKenzie's Inner Fire by Mackenzie90
I really haven't changed all that much...
I still want to write
(just not about rocks!)
I still dream of hearing my voice on the radio.
Pretty Rubble: One Woman's Story by Rubble
Exhaling by SammyJo
The baby is asking for chocolate,
and it is too adorable the way he says it.
Sounds like kawklit.
From a Mom's perspective by Palikari
Lou's World by Miss Lou
Check out my new blog with my novel-in-progress!
Collision Course by debbie
Every week I'll be posting another chapter
(as long as there's interest).
Tell me what you think ...
Deb's Diddies... A Wandering Mind by deeej
Haunted Ships and More at ...
Fairweather Lewis by Fairweather Lewis
What I’d rather do, however, is hand you a guitar
and a tall glass of iced tea
as we sit down on the front porch together
and go over some of these old Blues recordings I found
Stream of Consciousness by wayfarer
The Inner Sanctum... by PolarB
Brad and I visited my in-laws in San Diego.
It was a short visit because they complain about us interfering
with their routine;
yet when I told them the dates we'd be staying,
they complained because we were staying such a short time.
I think you call that a no win situation.
My Whackadoodle Life by Robin
Life's Lessons Endings & Beginnings by Mouse
Screw 2008 – give me 68 or 69 or 70 or ...
Ice on the Windshield by -ice-
TENDING OUR GARDENS
Same time next year by Madie
The teenage granddaughter comes downstairs for her date
with this see-through blouse on and no bra.
Her grandmother just has a fit,
telling her not to dare go out like that.
The teenager tells her "Loosen up Grams.
These are modern times.
You gotta let your rosebuds show!" and out she goes.
The next day the teenager comes downstairs,
and the grandmother is sitting there with no top on.
The teenager wants to die.
She explains to her grandmother that she has friends coming over
and that it is just not appropriate.
"Loosen up, sweetie. If you can show off your rosebuds,
then I can display my hanging baskets."
Lou's World by Miss Lou
Bella's Gotta Brand New Blog! by Bella
JUST FOR FUN
With the price of everything going up,
the fact that we females suffer from bloating and
the pressure of being female,
it's to be expected that we got off topic a little.
Actually we got off topic a lot.
Raindrops Make Things Beautiful by Sherry'sCherries
If you are curious ...
... or would like a good laugh:
Bella's Gotta Brand New Blog! by Bella
Know what that means?
No MORE pole dancing until I get this under
control and my dreams of being a MN Roller Derby Doll
may fade too if I can't get it back to good!
Major Danes by Dalpha
I isn't pirfect either. see? I can't even spell it.
Echoes From The Tomb. by Scratch
Cracker and I always said we were going
to do to take a Thelma and Louise!
Can't you just see it now?
and we will do a mobile blog!
Our plan is to come and visit all of yuns!
crash your palaces, spend the night, smoke all your good stuff!
(well I don't know about Cracker)
drink all your great stuff, and raid your refrigerators!
Bella's Gotta Brand New Blog! by Bella
Here's a bit o'news for ya !
I am 99% sure I have convinced Taylor
to run away with me..
to join the circus.
I spoke to her today and she is a bit nervous
about the trapeez but with a little bit of a push from you
she may hop on the wagon trail.
Lucy. by Lucy.
Good gossip, but a little short on details.
Let's have ALL of it!
Pagans don't wear sandals! by joesblog6
Cracker's Place by Cracker
I was thinking that women should put pictures
of
missing husbands
on
beer cans!
Idle Thoughts by Granny
Perhaps your company is actually in the business
of cloning dinosaurs that were loose one weekend
and had a battle royale in this very place?
... Of course,
they would have to be very small dinosaurs.
Girl and Dog in the City by Night Bug
Major Danes by Dalpha
BLOGSTREAMERS IN 2030
Read Bry-M's Predictions at ...
THIS SIDE OF 40: Life With BryM by Bry_M
I would think I would be the person to colonize
the Moon
as the hubby is always saying
I am going to send you to the moon.
He started that many yrs ago and
I am still awaiting my ticket there..
Bits and Pieces by gjwlegs
Lou's World by Miss Lou
If a talking (insert your name here) doll were made,
what phrases would it say?
INSIDE THE FLAME by ^BELLE^
HELL'S BELLS
DO TELL
OH, MY, GOD
ELMO IS THE DEVIL
GET OVER ASS HOLE
(UTTERED TO GEORGIA DRIVERS ON I-20 WHO CAMP OUT IN THE PASSING LANE.)
YANKEE
DAMN YANKEE
TAKE IT TO THE LIMIT
ROLL TIDE, ROLL!
INSIDE THE FLAME by ^BELLE^
I'll still respect you in the morning.
It's a sight.
LINEMAN FOR THE COUNTY by BamaMan
The OOPS Doll
"That wasn't suppose to happen"
"I didn't do it"
"The dog did it"
"Pull my finger"
"I don't know how that got like that"
"Ut Oh, I'm late..."
"I didn't mean to take off that much"
"It was an accident! I swear!"
The Inner Sanctum... by PolarB
Holy Cow!
WTF?
Don't Even..
OMG...you're kidding
4allthewrongreasons by Sybil
Ya think?!?
My Soap Opera Life by Secret
You are so funny!
That is the truth.
Oh my goodness!
You got to be kidding.
Hey, have you seen my ____Variety of items_______?
Whispered Promises by Whispered Promise
Wait... what?
Yay!
Strange Phrase Indeed by Kristin
Would you ever spend a naked day at a
Nudest Colony?
Life After The Hollow by Randy
what does it pay?
Mad Yankee Ranting by BigChris
Nope
radicaldiscipleship by AZRON
Where did you say this was??????
A Jesus' Alien on Earth by Praywithhope
No
INSIDE THE FLAME by ^BELLE^
It would depend on the "scenery"!
THIS SIDE OF 40: Life With BryM by Bry_M
I once went to one of our clothing optional beaches
(purely for research purposes),
and after viewing many of those bodies,
all I can say is
I am thankful for clothing.
Whit's Whittlings by Whit's Whittlings
And risk scaring everyone off? Nope!
My Soap Opera Life by Secret
I can't get over the idea of everyone's juices falling out, dripping, leaking
Pretty Rubble: One Woman's Story by Rubble
Maybe, Heck,why not!! you only live once
Junebug's Living Large by Junebug
Nope, don't want to be em, don't wanna see em!
Whispered Promises by Whispered Promise
Do you like fruit smoothies
and what is your preferred flavor?
The Inner Sanctum... by PolarB
Banana
The Inner Sanctum... by PolarB
Strawberry Banana
Ghost Bride by Ghost Bride
mango
Trivia Why's by Trivia Why's Guy
As much as I LOVE fruit ... I just don't do smoothies
4allthewrongreasons by Sybil
WATERMELON/KIWI
INSIDE THE FLAME by ^BELLE^
I live in Wisconsin and about the only drink here is beer!
To Go Beyond by Celtic Mist
No.. I like my fruit in solid form
Strange Phrase Indeed by Kristin
Strawberry/Banana mmmmmm
My Soap Opera Life by Secret
Love them!!!
Restless Souls Congregate by Sacred
my fave is tropical...pineapple, orange, banana
Daily Changes by HeatherScot
Strawberry
ChickenLittles by LilLadyReg
and
Idle Thoughts by Granny
Everyone needs a little stress relief.
Go to this site:
therightfoot.net/mystuff/whatever/swf/bubblewrap.swf
Lou's World by Miss Lou
WAYS TO HANDLE STRESS
1.
Jam 39 tiny marshmallows up your nose
and try to sneeze them out.
2.
Use your MasterCard to pay your Visa.
3.
Pop some popcorn without putting the lid on.
4.
When someone says, "Have a nice day,"
say you have other plans.
5.
Make a list of things to do
that you've already done.
6.
Dance naked in front of your pets.
7.
Retaliate for tax woes by filling out your tax forms
with Roman Numerals.
( just sharing the smiles )
INSPIRATION
A Jesus' Alien on Earth by Praywithhope
When we feel we know our purpose, we are happier.
Thoughts Cafe by seeingpeople
everything that happens in our lives can be a learning moment
Texas and Beyond by RoieVanBib
Sometimes we just take things for granted,
when we really need to be sharing what we know...
Bipolar Rollar Coaster by ~*~RED~*~
I'm just hoping God grades on the curve.
Idle Thoughts by Granny
I promise not to turn down any pay increases or free chocolate
Strange Phrase Indeed by Kristin
SO LONG - FAREWELL - AUF WEIDERSEHEN - ADIEU
(This Week's Parting Thoughts)
Every week, I link to 65-70 bloggers on OVERHEARD.
If you want to be included but we haven't met,
don't wait for me to find you,
INTRODUCE YOURSELF !!!
If you want to add to this week's OVERHEARD,
let me know!
If you have a birthday or anniversary,
let me know!
I do OVERHEARD every week
because I hope ...
I hope that introducing you to other bloggers
will reinforce a sense of community
and your feeling of belonging,
no matter who you are!
Lately, I have heard a lot of fretting about all the negativity
on the Stream.
I didn't come here to be negative.
I bet most of you didn't either.
If we were all inner tubing down a real Stream,
what would you bring with you
on a perfectly sunny day?
That's what I'm talking about!!!
Bring it!
Bring your laughter. Bring your smiles.
Bring your life experiences.
Bring your wisdom.
Heck yeah! I wanna see your pictures!
Of course, you can bring your famous potato salad.
They'll go perfect with the burgers!
You wanna paint what on your inner tube?!!
Okay! Go ahead,
but don't blame me if people look at you funny!
Come as you are!
Be who you be!
This is supposed to be a place where we enjoy
a meeting of the minds,
a friendly debate once in a while,
even jokes and humor ...
Remember your sense of humor?
I don't know where you left it ...
Look under your socks.
What about next to your car keys?
Bring it!
Blogstream Birthdays !!!
If you get a chance, follow the links to make someone's day!
Belated Birthday Greeting Are Okay Too!
May 1 ~ My Photos by Baygirl
Let me know !!!
More reasons to celebrate !!!
Special Thanks To The Sweet Moms
Of The Healing Creek Pink Ladies.
They did a wonderful job of performing
at today's celebration.
A round of applause and oxygen, Please?
(Did they make you smile?)
Hope so!
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