Saturday, January 31, 2009

Panzer & Me







If you've ever read the book or seen the movie "Marley & Me", then you understand the bond between humans and dogs. I am lucky enough to own the cutest, most loveable, loyal dog on the face of the earth. And although he isn't perfect (i.e. sheds and smells like doggy), I can't imagine a better pet. I love big dogs. Number one they aren't yippy. Two, they are big enough to make you feel safe and protected. And my favorite thing about Panzer is his huge block of a head that he loves to lay on my lap while gazing up at me with his chocolate puppy-dog eyes. He's very obedient and knows many commands: sit, lay down, jump, shake, and kisses. He's the smartest animal on the planet. I think the best thing we humans could learn from our canine companions is unconditional love. I love you too Panzer.



Sunday, January 18, 2009


This is a picture I have always loved. For one thing, my wonderful husband gave me a journal a few years ago with this picture on the cover. I also love this picture because I think the angel resembles me in a small way. In a strange way, when I look at this picture I start thinking of myself in a different light. Not just as another human being forgotten in this vast world. Not just as another grain of sand along the beach. But as a daughter of God with an immortal soul that existed before I came to earth, and that will continue on into eternity. I kind of like myself as an angel :)

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Let's give this a try...

I think I am finally realizing that even I, a humble semi-literate country girl, have the ability to try this mysterious phenomenonn they call blogging. My entries don't have to be overly interesting, clever, or funny...although considering the topic of this first blog, I dare say you may chuckle a little after reading it. I have found as a mother that the old saying, "Children say the darndest things" is certainly true. And nowhere is this more true than with my own 4 kids, especially my youngest Emma.
Now, those who see me on a regular basis know that I have gained "a few pounds" over this past holiday season. Most of this the result of too much fudge and other goodies. Anyway, most of these unwelcome pounds have settled rather ungracefully around my middle section. The other day, my 4 yr old Emma and I were lying on my bed. She was entertaining herself by playing with "mommy's chub" as she calls my stomach...lovely. She was doing things such as pretending her fingers were little people who were jumping on a trampoline. She also laughed as she sqeezed my tummy like playdough and added sound effects such as "Boing! Boing!" After a while I asked her why my tummy looked like it did and why it wasn't cute like her little tummy. She quickly responded, "Because you laid too many babies!"