Let me tell you about the smartest person I know. The earth angel. She is wise beyond her years with the purest of hearts. The day she was born was traumatic. It was predicted that she would not survive. But God had another plan. She was born by emergency cesarean section. Before she left the body she cried. The doctors all proclaimed how smart she was for she did not have to be stimulated to take the first breath. She was fragile but strong. Her head circumference was abnormally small. And God had a plan. Born on April 1st, she fooled them all.
Fast forward 6 years to one of the most exciting days or her life, kindergarten graduation. She is reading above first grade level, writing whole sentences and she did well in math also. She was the only child who didn’t take her diploma for granted. She stopped to make sure it had her name on it before she left the podium. She was proud of herself.
I look back and think about why she is here. She is here to keep us all straight. She has a godly strength and wisdom that she shares generously. She often just comes up to me and hugs me just when the low vibrations appear. Without warning, without prompting, She tells me often that We are fighters not criers. No little one we are not and you are so much more. You are a gift from God and I pray that the world never changes your heart.
I pray you have an angel in your midst Wonderers. Life has so much joy when they are around.
I’m late for Mundy Madness due to traveling. I am in Philadelphia now and am ready to tell my story if you can forgive me.
The water park is one of my favorite places even when I don’t get in the water which can happen.
My oldest treated us to Six Flags for 4th of July. How exciting for me to watch them have fun and see the fireworks. As soon as we get into the park the oldest decides we must get lockers for our stuff. Wait a minute! All your life I have been guarding everyone’s assets while we were on an adventure but now that you are in charge we need lockers? Smart move! 🤔
While we were at the counter waiting to pay for the locker code (I was free) the oldest says something totally unbelievable. She tells her sister, “Go down to the lazy river and get on it and mom and I will meet you down there.”
Now for those of you who don’t know my baby girl, she has a learning disability. What that means is her thought process is different that anyone else’s normally is. Like how she sees good in everyone even when they mistreated her. A quality I wish I possessed. Everybody is her best friend.
Well the oldest, who has a degree in special education thinks she can communicate better with the youngest. I have to admit she has taught me a thing or two but this time, she made a mistake. My mind told me to call a foul but I didn’t. I pray a prayer of protection over them and let the games begin!
It is about 1:00 p.m. when we get to the lazy river. No youngest or the grand around to see. So we start walking around looking. You know what’s real? You don’t remember what your people look like or what they are wearing when your looking for them. I started remembering some of the safety tips like write your name and phone number on the skin and cover it with liquid bandage. Which of course we didn’t do. Around 3:00 p.m. the oldest is frantic. I suggested we go get something to eat. I was hot and tired. I was almost ready to quit the game. I got a pizza. Hot dog and cotton candy. Oh yeah and a Diet Coke. I love amusement parks where you can magically eat anything you want and not gain a pound because your walking around in the heat. I choose a table right across from where we last seen those two jokers. I figured one of them will think to go back to where we divided. I mean when they got tired or hungry they would think to come back. So we sit and wait and I tell the oldest why she can’t let her sister out of her site. She is no different then her except she didn’t get to experience free will and every chance she gets, she’s going to take it.
An hour later the oldest says, “Your so calm. You have really lightened up.” I tell her my strategy, why we are sitting across from customer service. She gets something to eat and tries to relax. I silently say another prayer. Suddenly the oldest remembers she took the grand baby picture on her phone. She wants to ask security to help find them. When we get to the counter I say, “You know we are going to be here until the park closes.” No sooner than I say it there is an announcement that the park is closing due to a storm warning. And behold, I turn around and there they are. The sky opens up and it pours down rain. Unbelievable right? We walked around the water park for 5 hours and did not get on one ride but we left soaked in knowledge.
There is power in the tongue. There is power in your prayers
I hope you’ve got your coffee and are ready to hear a little of my madness. It’s been a while so please be patient with me.
This summer being the great mom that I am, I purchased season passes to Carowinds, our local amusement park. Let’s not stop there I also purchased the drink plan and meal plan. Such a good mommy! Like the mom who sprinkles flour on her face when she makes rice crispy treats. 😜 Really though I have loved saying several times a week I might add, “Let’s go the Carowinds for dinner!” Every time-they react like it’s the first time I said it this season. Mental note moms: Children are so easy.
Now let me inform you I am not the amusement park type. I am not really the wanna be outside in the heat type either. My idea of “Ruffin it” is continental breakfast at Holiday Inn Express. 😳 And I don’t do rides. I do eat all the snacks under the rides while I wait although I’m not supposed too. Heck, if the lines are long enough, the world may never know! It will be our secret.
On to why you’re here. I decided there was a ride I wanted to try. It’s a ride that goes to air traffic control height and it looks like a carousel in the sky. My mission for the summer Wonderers! I thought, I’ll have to ease my way into it. J who is 6, wants to ride the swings. She just made the height chart and is super excited. I thought this to be the first step to my victory. She carefully selected her seat and waited for the ride to begin. I just grabbed the first seat I came too. I noticed she kept looking at me and I wondered if she was scared. Maybe I should have sat next to her. At lift off I was feeling a little panicky and when it started to swing I gripped the chains and started mumbling to Jesus. I could hear J laughing. I tried to open my eyes to see if she was laughing at me but the roof of an adjacent building was coming at me so I shut my eyes again. I was whimpering like a baby. I was really feeling anxious so I started praying for the Lord to stop the ride. As the ride started to lower I gave up all claims to ride the big carousel in the sky. My dream had been dashed and to make matters worst when the ride stopped and I opened my eyes my swing ramjacked the swing in front of me. Only mines did that. Everyone else’s stopped on point. Maybe that was the insult of being on the kiddie ride. When it was time to get off J turned to me and said, “that’s why I get on the inside swing! How humiliating! She did see me shivering in the air.
At the next ride I stayed on the ground and got me a funnel cake with powder sugar, vanilla ice cream and strawberries. I deserved it! Just when I sat down to eat it, it started to rain. Okay Derrick, okay God y’all got jokes. I looked inside my healthy backpack and “ Shazam!” Pulled out a ziplock bag!
Girl Scouts prepared me well. If you can’t fly high at least be able to cover ground. Oh! I gonna have to put that on a flag or something.
Have a great Monday Wonderers and thanks for perusing.
My Christmas scene looks a little confused because I have this picture next to it that doesn’t look like Christmas and with this orange wall I’m thinking something has got to change. I can not take the picture down so my first thought was to use this chalkboard tablecloth I purchased for thanksgiving but didn’t get to use to cover it. But when I opened the package, the tablecloth was a better quality than I expected so I decided to use it for New Year’s Eve. Wouldn’t that be great to have all your family and friends sign off on your table cloth. I have mostly artistic friends so I’m sure it will be interesting. You might want to hurry to Walmart and get yours they are half price from $3.97.
Ok. For $1.00 I went to Dollar General and purchased another tablecloth.
I thought the yellow would pop off the Orange wall. Nena and I taped it to the painting frame and this is what we got.
DDidn’t like the bow so I changed it. The final result.
Check that one off the list.
I wasn’t sure if I was going to get to post today’s craft because it literally took me a whole day to put it together. This one might be considered another “c” word beside craft. A word like challenge or maybe even chore but for me I like to word chaos.
I over heard a neighbor talking about the neighborhood is “playing keeping up with the Jones’s”. I Had to think about that one for a minute and I decided to tell you about why I hang lights up for Christmas. I know I’ve told you guys about some of my Christmas memories before and here’s another one.
I came up in the 60’s and 70’s when a string of lights went on individual bulbs. I recently saw replacement bulbs in the store and wondered who still uses them? Well I wished I had kept up with the old lights my grandfather used to hang. Every year my Pop-Pop would sit out on the front porch and wash, test, and replace each of the bulbs on those old lights while smoking Lucky Strike cigarettes. He’d be making up stories about us riding in wagons visiting family and how Santa was coming to town and would use those lights to find the house because he didn’t have a fireplace or chimney. My Pop would spins yarns for hours keeping us outside in the Philadelphia coldness of winter while my grandmother made Thanksgiving dinner. Those lights would be up from Thanksgiving until New Years and they were never turned off, or went out or burnt out. He had so much pride in displaying those big bright lights even when everyone else went to the new fangled version. He held fast to the tried and true version until his passing. But I can still see him and those lights.
At our house my Dad would unravel lights and lay them across the living room floor and no matter what he said, somebody would walk by and step on them and break a bulb. In those days if you broke one, the whole string would go out. But my dad had the patience of a saint. He would just laugh and run through those lights until he got them working again and again and again every year. We lived in the first house on the block and he set the tone of the season and he was known as the “light fixer” and would help anyone light up their house. His lights woud be up from Thanksiving until New Years and never burnt out or fell down. He would pack blankets, hot chocolate and Christmas cookies into the station wagon and ride us around West Philadelphia to see the lights. He had so much joy into putting those lights up for us and still lights up his house every year.
Now here I am outside in 60 degree weather putting up lights. Last week I was so excited that I called my dad after going through the lights on my pre-lit Christmas tree. The middle of the tree had burnt out. It took me four hours to find the three bulbs that burnt out but I got them and my tree is fully lit again. I said, “Hey Dad. I feel like I just graduated from the George Stevenson school of Christmas light Repair!” Boy did he find that funny. He laughed and we had a long talk about Christmas past and I felt like I was right around the corner instead of the long distance between us.
So today I hung lights that didn’t connect correctly. I needed a grounded extension cord for some of it. Went to Walmart and got one, took down the lights and got the ideal from my dad to light them up first, connect them then put them up. Everything was in place and working when Alex gets off the school bus and steps on a string going across the front porch, although I told him to go up the walkway! I HAD to go BACK to Walmart and get another string of colored lights because I was NOT going to go through the string. I got them all lit again when for some strange reason a string of colored lights went out on the first shrub. I went back to Walmart and got another string of colored lights and put them up and now a string of white lights are out on the center post so I give in. I’m going to say it’s not the lights so they will burn until New Years but there is a short in the shrub. It’s not the lights!
So neighbor, in case you were wondering,
I’m not trying to keep up with the Jones’s. It’s way more serious than that. I’m trying to keep up with the memories my grandfather (may he rest in peace) and my dad (may God grant him a many more Christmas) left me. I’m trying to light up my generation’s memories in hopes that I’ll stay lit up in their minds and never burn out.
So for the 7th day – Light up your houses!
Until next time, thanks for perusing and have a good night.
One of my neighbors recently did some tree trimming in his backyard and he knows I collect scrapes of almost anything for the musuem’s children art projects that I volunteer on Earth Day. We create art using nature. I had an idea for one small cut of a log. So me and grandson went to work on it yesterday.
Alex and I worked on this one together. When you’ve got wood you can get the boy involved. First we drilled two holes in the log. We then turned it over and hot glued a small branch the length of the diameter of the bigger log to stabilize it. These are the legs. We then shopped around the house for old Christmas decorations.
Alex selected garland. I went for apples and Redbirds clip-on ornaments. I purchased these birds from Walmart after Christmas last year for $.50 a piece. But look around your home and see what you can come up with to upcycle some stray things into one centerpiece. Here’s our results.
Of course it didn’t quite come out the way Alex had hoped. He thought we drilled the holes to make eyes for the log. Maybe next year son.
For the 5th day of Christmas Crafts I decorated the trees. I literally just sang that!
I searched all over the garage for my second tree when it dawned on me, we only had one tree up last year because of construction going on downstairs and I threw the older tree to Goodwill. I thought about getting a real tree for upstairs, but then I thought about having to water it and vacuum up pines needles. I then thought about my dog and ultimately about the environment and decided to go artificial. The best time to get an artificial tree is Black Friday and since I missed it I’ve been on the hunt for a cheap tree. Well I found it! Not only is it cheap it was really easy to put up.
Simply Holiday Flat Tree. It is a pop-up tree on sale for $10. Originally $15.99 at Roses. I was doubtful that I would keep it after I opened the box but I thought it was worth investigating. Look at how simple the directions were. It was like hanging up my coat. This little tree already had lights on it too. Now let me say it is only good for an image of a Christmas tree but that was all I needed for the space I was looking for to put it. I may go back a buy one for each of the kids bedroom. I recently purchased a little tree designed by Ellen Degeneres for $35 that is battery operated that I must say I do love but not for 4 bedrooms. This is is much more cost effective.
For the 5th day – Decorate your trees. I made all of the bows and ribbons out of 12″ Roll Wrap by Celebrate It. My craft for today.
Hubby finished his shirt in time for the party! Everyone loved it. That’s what I love about artistic people, they see art in everything!
And yes it was to have a Christmas theme. They all know I can’t follow instructions but at least I did draw what I want for Christmas – ART SUPPLIES!
On December 9th The Catawba River Art Guild Is having their annual Christmas party. Each member and/or spouse are to be bring a T-shirt to swap. The shirt is supposed to be artistic in some way. I didn’t remember if it had to be Christmassy or not so I just went with mines. What y’all think? Does it need more color? I used Sharpies Pens in black, gold, silver and cooper. I love their metallic pens.
So for the 3rd day of Christmas crafts- Paint a t-shirt!
Hubby is still working on his. I refused to do it for him so he’s digging deep for inspiration. I’ll update his whenever he finishes because I know your wondering what he’s going to come up with. Me too!
Until next time, thanks for perusing and good night.