Monday, May 24, 2010

Getting to know you

The questions..

1. Do you have a fetish?
2. Do you sing in the shower?
3. Who was your first crush?
4. What do you think is the best manly trait a guy could have?
5. Do you sleep naked?
6. What do you do when (you think) no one is looking?
7. What's the first thing you do when you go online?
8. Summer is.....?

 1. Do you have a fetish? I don't know if it counts as a 'fetish' or not, but I love me some Lindt Chocolate Truffles. You have no idea. It should be a fetish, more like an addiction.

2. Do you sing in the shower? I have, but I don't do it regularly.

3. Who was your first crush? My very first crush was on a little boy whose name was Lenny. We were in preschool together and he kissed me.

4. What do you think is the best manly trait a guy could have? A personal relationship with Jesus Christ - all good things will follow that.

5. Do you sleep naked? *sigh* Yes, why yes I do. It's too uncomfortable to sleep in PJs, I feel like I'm sleeping on a pile of laundry.

6. What do you do when (you think) no one is looking? Pick at my teeth, scratch my head...

7. What's the first thing you do when you go online? Check Facebook, twitter, email and blog comments.

8. Summer is.....? Not ever coming. Today it's about 50 degrees outside with the wind blowing and rain clouds hovering.

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Friday, May 21, 2010

Missing Mom

Dear Mom,

It's been so long since I've heard your voice. Almost 3 years since I've gotten a letter from you in the mail. Forever since I felt your touch. I remember times when you called and I didn't want to answer the phone. Times where I didn't open your letters right away, even knowing that the coupons inside were expiring. What I wouldn't give to see your number show up on my caller ID, or to see your familiar script on an envelope in the mailbox.

I was looking through my letter box today, it's the mate to the one I bought you all those years ago. It's packed full of letters, pictures, postcards, and drawings that you've sent me over the years. There are even a few "Rosie" comics (they still make me laugh and cry at the same time) and I found my stories. The Princess Adventures that you wrote for me. I still have all 8 chapters, all folded neatly and stored in one of the original envelopes with the return address that of the villain, Droger.

You had such an incredible imagination!! I didn't really understand then - but I do now. I know the stories weren't just stories. They were love letters to your daughter, your only child. I'm sorry I didn't get it while you were still here so we could talk about it.

So many letters. In different color inks, most on different types of paper. Some with little scribbles and drawings, others so full of words the ink seeped through the page, making the other side hard to read. All in your slanted, fancy script that for so many years of my growing up, I couldn't read. I look at it now and it's so beautiful, so classy, so you.

I found one of the letters you wrote right after Nine Eleven. It's dated 9/23/2K1 at the end of the letter I saw something that caught my eye. You never were one for too much optimism, very realistic was my Mom. But this .. oh how I cried when I saw it. Now, as I type this, I am having trouble seeing the wavering words through the tears that I don't dare let fall until I am finished.

You were right, Mom. You were always right, but no one ever saw it. I never saw it. Not until it was too late. Now, I sit here looking at a page out of the scrapbook I made after you died, and I think to myself - I wish I could just call, to say, I love you.

Loving you with all my heart,
(Sugar-Pie, Honey-Bunch)

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Thankful Thursdays

Today I am thankful for so many things ...I decided to go around this week, taking pictures of a few of them.

I am thankful for flowers

I am thankful even for weeds

I am thankful for good friends that visit

I am thankful for kitties that love toys

I am thankful for my sleeping son

I am thankful for 3 pairs of shoes that 
got to be next to eachother for 3 weeks.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Faith in God & Coffee

Looks like the Blog Fairy dropped by! With a brand new blog design and name I just wanted to let y'all know... it's still me. It's still Miranda... just, uh, updated. I realized this has become more than just a Mommy Blog. It's a me blog. I talk about everything here, not just being a mom, and that's ok. God bless all you strict Mommy Bloggers out there - I love you and your dedication. But I'm too ... what's the word...everywhere for that.  I get stressed out trying to think of the same old things to post about. 

So - welcome! I hope you'll stick around. Ya never know... ya just might learn something ;)


Friday, May 14, 2010

Peanut Butter & Toilet Paper

Here, let me adjust my soap box before I get started today. This is a very important subject and one that has really been on my heart lately. What I'm about to say here, may not make complete sense to you, but trust me - I get it. ;)

Da Boy has been growing lately. I know this because he's been eating us out of house and home, sleeping weird and crazy hours, and has been almost physically attached to me whenever I walk around the house. Now, none of this is new or different, he's always like this when he's growing. His favorite thing to eat is cereal. His second fave is peanut butter... on a spoon. Everyday I hear "Mom, can I had eenut bu'r ona boon? Pthweeze?" (still workin' on the speech delay, but getting better all the time).

Nothing wrong with peanut butter. I love it, I grew up with it and I love that my kid can eat it whenever he wants to. However... (Oh boy, I'm about to turn into my mother and I can't even believe it)... there are children in this world that don't have peanut butter. They don't even know what it tastes like, because they've never heard of it. They don't have pink lemonade or fish sticks or even toilet paper. They are poor and toyless, starving and homeless, sick and scared and dying. And what am I doing about it? Typing? My family sponsors a child in Africa through our church. One child.

Here are some stats for the city my family lives in. You might be interested to look up your city's statistics for hungry/homeless also.

  • Every weekend almost 400 children in Carson City will go to bed hungry.
  • Almost 20% of all children living in Carson City under the age of 5 live in poverty.
  • The average age of a homeless person is...9! 
  •  Our community has approximately 500 homeless children enrolled in its schools at any given time.
  •  Many of our homeless children have little or no food on the weekends, often going to bed hungry! 

This is JUST IN CARSON CITY, NV! A small town of about 60,000 people. You want a bigger picture? Here are a few National statistics from FeedingAmerica

  • Feeding America is annually providing food to 37 million Americans, including 14 million children. This is an increase of 46 percent over 2006, when we were feeding 25 million Americans, including 9 million children, each year.
  • That means one in eight Americans now rely on Feeding America for food and groceries.
  • Feeding America's nationwide network of food banks is feeding 1 million more Americans each week than we did in 2006
  • Thirty-six percent of the households we serve have at least one person working.
  • More than one-third of client households report having to choose between food and other basic necessities, such as rent, utilities and medical care.
  • The number of children the Feeding America network serves has increased by 50 percent since 2006.

That's just the US - now think about the rest of the world. It's a scary thought. When I think about it I get a very anxious, panicky feeling in my body... I need to do something about this - NOW!

But what to do? I can't afford to sponsor anymore children. I can't open a shelter or soup kitchen. I can (and do) donate food to our church's food pantry, but it's shelves are still bare. Why? Because we feed a lot of families through our food pantry. But it's not enough. It's never going to be enough. Not unless we ALL pour our hearts and souls into it.

I am taking an oath. I promise to tell people about this. I promise to up my food donations to our local pantries and ask my friends/neighbors/co-workers/associates to do the same. I promise to explain to my child about hunger, and why it's important to fight it. I promise not to condemn him for wanting fruit snacks or peanut butter but to be grateful to God for providing us with them. I promise to pray vigilantly for those that are hungry, homeless and hurting. I promise to not forget about this in a few days, when life gets complicated or stressful, but to focus on doing my part to help.

Will you take this oath with me? Will you do your part and stand with me as a soldier in the fight against hunger? Will you help change the world?

Its awwight Mama

Feel free to take this badge and put it up wherever you want people to see. Your blog, your email, your Facebook/Twitter - whatever. Take the Oath, take the badge, and take charge!

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Bloggy Code Blue

code blue definition

Function: n
, often cap C&B : a declaration of or a state of medical emergency and call for medical personnel and equipment to attempt to resuscitate a patient especially when in cardiac arrest or respiratory distress or failure Code Blues, doctors had brought her back to life more than once —Bill Bryan>
also : the attempt to resuscitate the patient

I'm back. I'm sorry I was gone for so long. I've been here, I really have and I've been wanting to  post... I just haven't. Why, you ask? I don't really know. Maybe because I didn't want anyone to know what was really going on, because then you would comment and I'd be required to reply and/or comment on your blog posts (which I have been reading, btw) I just haven't... felt up to it all. There's been so much rolling around in my mind and in my heart, that I just haven't been able to gather it all together and put it out there.

Anyways... I've got posts, I just have to type them up and publish. And I will. I promise. I'm going to back-date them, but I'll post links for each at the end of this post, so you can find them without searching. Thanks to all of those that have taken the time to contact me elsewhere (facebook, twitter, church) I love you all, and you have no idea how much your hugs, smiles, and support have meant to me.

Somebody get me a crash cart and some coffee... I'm about to bring this blog back to life!  CLEAR!!!

Bringing Miranda's Back...well, back!

4 Days of Awesome! 

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