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Wild & Precious Life

Source: etsy.com via Tricia on Pinterest Originary art found here: http://www.etsy.com/listing/93115625/wild-and-precious-life-11×14

So tell me. What is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

The clock is ticking and the pages on the calendar are flipping.  What’s your dream – your goal for 2013?

What is it you will do this year?

Everything we do today counts towards where we want to be tomorrow.  Either it moves you closer to your goal or farther away.

Go forward.





Tis the season to be resolute; however, I don’t want to start the New Year with a resolution.  I want to begin 2013 with a nap.

It’s that kind of a year.

Happy New Year CT

I’ve spent quite a bit of time thinking about this whole resolution business, and I decided I’m not ready to add anything new to my life.  No new early rising or mind and body shredding exercises.  I just need to stick with the things I’m already doing, but do them better.

Fluttering from one thing to another is a problem for me.  I tend to have butterfly syndrome.  In fact, I’m in pretty good company.  We’re constantly beginning something new, and while I think that’s mostly good, I don’t feel like a “new thing” is where I need to focus my energies.

I need to perfect what I am already doing.

Now here’s the problem.  I am not a perfectionist.  Come to think of it, maybe that’s why this resolution works for me.  I need a push to take things to the next step and be a little bit better version of the person God created me to be.

Here are some areas I know I can do better.

  • Finances
  • Time-management
  • Writing
  • Parenting
  • Having Fun
  • Listening for God’s voice
  • Marriage
  • Cooking

There’s nothing new in this list.  It’s the everyday stuff, but it is those little things we do every single day that end up changing our lives.  Making great big decisions is sometimes the easy part.  The difficulty comes in all the thousands of little decisions and tasks that lead us to our goal.

So in 2013, I am working on the little things, the everyday, because what I do today will determine my tomorrow.

It’s time to step up my game and do Better.

So if you see me mumbling under my breath, I am telling myself that what I do today counts for what I want to do tomorrow.


P.S. The Domestic Fringe is being featured over on Fancy Little Things today.  I’d love for you stop by for a visit.  Fancy Little Things has grown into a wonderful resource for women.  See you there!

Hello Monday – Goodbye Funky Weekend

Hello Monday.

We did not start well.  I was wrapped up in dreamland when my alarm rang.  I remember fiddling with the buttons, thinking I just gave myself five more minutes; however, five minutes turned into forty-five.

Thankfully the birds came and perched on the wire right outside my window.  For a quick minute, I hated those birds.  Then I rolled over and opened one eye.  It’s amazing how quickly my perspective changed.  Suddenly I was praising God for annoying chirping birds.

Thankfully everyone made it out the door on time.

Hello Presidential Dream.

I missed my alarm, because I was dreaming.  It was New Year’s Eve and I part of this big crowd in an outdoor theater.  I was kind of working at this event and waiting for some big news.

That news could have been when Target was having a 50% off sale or when the world was ending.  I don’t know.  Either would be extremely important.

Then this old man came over to me and said, “There’s a phenomenon in the sky tonight. Take a look.”

He pointed upwards.

Between all the stars were these shapes in neon lights – arrows with fancy details all around them.  Works of art in the sky.

Then I looked to the right of the neon star arrows and saw the image of Ronald Reagan.  No lie.  I couldn’t make this stuff up.  I totally blame it on facebook politics.  You know how people like to quote Reagan.  I must’ve read a lot of his quotes this election season, because it’s influencing my dreams.

My mouth hung open; my eyes never left the sky, and I said, “Welcome to The Hunger Games.”

Hello Funky weather.

I don’t like to talk about the weather, because really, is there anything more boring?  However, today is going to be 53 degrees and tomorrow 60 degrees.  Huh?  Weren’t my kids just making snowballs?  I have one in my freezer to prove there was weather worthy of December.

Now, I am a fan of warm weather.  You know that.  I jump for joy when it’s a sunny 85 degrees, but something happens when it’s been below freezing and suddenly it is sixty and raining.  Something bad happens.  It looks a lot like everyone getting sick and me getting a migraine.

I will choose to hope for the best, but I have become cynical.

May the odds be ever in my favor.

Hello Date Night.

Thank you My Invisible Crown for hosting the Applebee’s Gift Card Giveaway.  I won!  Yippeeee!!!!

I whipped out the camera after FringeMan had already taken a bite, and he said, “You’re going to take a picture of my food?”

“Ya, that’s the plan.  I promised I would.”

Weird?  Of course.  The life of a blogger has its freaky moments.

FringeMan had the pot roast with mozzarella ravioli’s.  He loved it, and he’s not a fan of Applebee’s.

John at Applebees DF

I had a cowboy cheeseburger, because I am part cowgirl.

cowboy burger at Applebee's

No, not really.  I hate horses and I’m pretty sure you have to at least like a horse in order to be a cowgirl, but I like cowboys.  I mean, who doesn’t?

Hello Pretty New Light.

The price is still on it.  Classy. This beauty was a whopping $6.99.

blue candle lamp from Christmas Tree Shops

It holds a candle in there, and I have plans to hang it in my living room.  They had clear glass and this blue glass.  I picked up the clear glass and thought it would work better in my living room.  I was in love with the blue glass, but choosing the clear glass and that seemed ridiculous to me.  I never was matchy-matchy.  Why start worrying about what “goes together” now.

100% hodge-podge.  It’s how I roll.

The plan is to hang it on a chain from the ceiling.

I’m linking to Lisa Leonard’s Hello Monday.  Go on and visit if you’d like to see what other bloggers are saying hello to.

What about you?  How was your weekend??



black and white vintage treeWonder

I wonder what this next year will hold – 2013.  It seems impossible.  Weren’t we just waiting for the end of the world to come at the strike of midnight 2000?  Some people still have cans of corn in their basement.

My son will be thirteen this January.

I sit and wonder where all the time has gone, and then I look to the future and I wonder some more.

The cure for wonder is living in the present, being right here in this very moment, but it’s hard work to live like there is no other time except today.

I look back over this last year and it’s filled with moments of wonder, too many to count. Everything was in question.  Work, our home, our future in this town.

I say I’ve stopped trying to figure things out, that I’m done playing God, but the next moment I wonder what in the world is going on and I try to figure it out again.

The present, right here, right now, that’s where I need to live, because wonder is just that – wonder.  I won’t get any answers with it.  It won’t make my future brighter or my past more tangible.  It will just leave me discontent and discontentment is the biggest joy thief I’ve ever met.


I’m joining Lisa-Jo Baker in Five Minute Friday.

She gave us a topic and we had five minutes to write – no planning and no editing.  Sorry, you’re the ones who must read the gibberish of my five minute brain dump.

You can go visit listen and see what so many others are saying about Wonder.


Mid-Life Crisis or My Insides Are Ugly

This past week, I was a bit on the ugly side – inside.

I can blame it on a sick kid or cancelled holiday plans or no money to go shopping on Friday (I know, wahhhh.), but the truth is that I was just an ugly, grumpy, negative mess.

I tried to hide it and only feel bad on the inside, but it didn’t work, not a bit.  The ugliness eeked out in things I said, my actions, the look on my long face.

I was in total pity party mode.  The fact that there wasn’t any chocolate at my party made me all the more miserable.

Then my son said I was middle-aged.  My mother told me this before, but I completely ignored her. I figured she just wanted company at the top of the ladder.  When I heard my son say it, I realized that is how everyone younger than me views my age, my life, me – in the middle of it all.

That’s a downright scary place to be.  Just ask a middle child.

I’ve done the whole starting out thing.  I went to college, got a job, got married, bought a house, had a couple of kids, went back to college, bought another house or two, celebrated fifteen years of marriage…the rest is the ordinary day in day out.  The stuff I write about here on my blog.

Is it enough?  Have I done enough, been enough?

I don’t think so.  That’s the problem.  I don’t feel like my life has been worth enough yet.

Cue up mid-life crisis mode.

If you’re a therapist, add me to your contacts.

I reviewed my life in my head, over and over again.  I talked to myself.  It’s the worse thing a person can do.  Some call it self-talking.  It’s what you do to make your blood boil.  Tell yourself all the ways you have failed, all the things you should have done, could have done.

I reminded myself of what a loser I am.  Then I counted all the wasted minutes.

It’s not a good place to be and I know that.  I know every conversation I had in my head was pointless.  No good would come of it.  I know that and yet I did it anyway.  That’s the real definition of stupid.

After I tired of talking to myself, I talked to God.

Actually, I complained.  Like a total whiner.  If I were Him, I would have shoved a sock in my mouth, but unlike us, God is long suffering and full of grace.  I made Him suffer with my rantings.

Every time I saw someone’s list of “Thanks”, I wanted to barf.  It convicted me, and I totally wanted to be justified in my self-loathing.  Honestly, it’s kind of funny to me now, but it was not three days ago.

My heart was black as a starless night.

After I felt like God was getting sick of me, I played shrink with myself.  Let’s face it.  I know all the “right” answers.  I can counsel someone stuck in the rut of stinkin’ thinking, so I turned myself loose on myself.

Ya, I can drone on and on.  Before long, I was sick of both my personalities – the depressed one and the wannabe shrink.

I generally do not get into these funks for more than a few hours, if at all.  It’s not my default mode, but this week I set a new record.  I think I kept up the stinkin’ attitude for 3 or 4 days.  By choice.

The truth is that I am blessed beyond measure.  I have a husband who loves me, two amazing kids, a home, family and friends, and so much more.  My mistake is that I stopped counting my blessings.

Yes, I am over it.  I don’t know if I’m beyond the whole mid-life crisis thing yet, but I’m over the pity party.

After all, I still have half my life left.  Now I better get busy!

Have you had your mid-life crisis yet?

Then The Phone Rang

It’s turning into one of those days.

I set the alarm clock today, on a Saturday.  There was much to do.

Laundry spilled from the hamper like a man in a barrel spills over Niagra Falls.  My house was dirty again.  It seems impossible a few tiny rooms can accumulate so much dirt while we sleep, but it happens.  It’s clean one minute and the next, it looks like a family of pigs invaded my home and decided to have a party.

I don’t understand.

Company was coming for dinner, a group of hungry hunters.  My husband promised them hot food.  He quit promising good food long ago.  Now all he can say is “It will be hot.”

I can do that.

Then my son falls sick, bitten by the same plague-like bug running through our school system.  It’s taking down the healthiest of children.  For the second time this fall, one of my kids has strep throat.  It’s a first.  The strep bug usually passes by our home.  I must have forgotten to paint the doorpost in Lysol.

I scrubbed the toilet, mopped the floors, swept away the spider’s webs, did the dishes, vacuumed the living room, even under the couch.  Oh, the things I found under the couch.

I baked a cake, peeled and cut apples for baking.  I made two pounds of macaroni and cheese, home-made.  The rest of dinner was just waiting on the small hand of the clock to turn…just a little more.

And the phone rang.

No company.

I cleaned under the couch for nothing.

Anyone want to risk a bug and come for dinner?

On Life, Squatters, and Chocolate

1. Never drink the last sip from a cup or bottle.  That’s where all the backwash lands.

2. Scrubbing Bubbles are like magic foam chemicals that eat shower grime.  If you have boys in the house, buy it by the case.

3. Exercise has less to do with the body and more to do with the mind.

4. Kids need to work. It is good for them.

5. Laughter really is the best medicine.

6. Sometimes God is silent.  He’s not ignoring you.

7. Butter makes a lot of things better. Your arteries are not one of them.

8. You can survive just about anything as long as you know it is going to end.

9. Spiders are like squatters.  Go away for a few weeks and they take over your home.

10. Some days, you just need chocolate.  Do not fight it, regret it, or feel guilt over it.  Just eat it.

11. Appliances begin breaking the day you begin using them.

12. Life is as good as you want it to be.

13. Your children will try to kill you.  It really is accidental.

14. Clutter will not only mess your house, it will cloud your mind.  Get rid of it.

15. A can of paint changes everything.

16. Never underestimate the likelihood of your child saying the wrong thing in public.  You will be embarrassed.  You will want to kill them.  You will get over it.

17. It is better to be single then to wish you were. (a la FringeMan, but not because he wishes!)

18. Don’t spit in the wind.  I speak from experience.

19. Stop underestimating yourself.  You really can do it.

20. Always check online for coupons before you shop  Most major retailers offer printable coupons that can save you 10 – 50%.

21. Some days you really should wear the cute shoes.

22. When a child says they do not like to read, it is because they haven’t found the right story.

23. Pizza is its own food group.

24. Treat people with grace.  You don’t know their whole story.

25. We reap what we sow.  Plant wisely.

26. Not all the voices in your head are worth listening to.

27. Be transparent. It is not the easiest way to live, but it is the most honest.

28. One day this life will end.  Get ready for eternity.

29. Sometimes being right is not worth it.

30. Learn to laugh at yourself.  Chances are, everyone else is laughing too.

Care to add anything to the list?

Comments are open for you.