Another one of the absolute best things about not smoking is that I have my sense of SMELL back. And, that sense grows stronger with each passing year. This summer has been quite a delight with the fresh fruits (I think I buy peaches everytime I go to the produce section whether I want them or not) and oh my gosh, the pineapples? Did they always smell that good?
Weekend mornings are also exceptionally nice, because I spend some of the early morning hours outside on my screened in porch on the front of my house. (By the way, brewed coffee? Oh my, does that smell good too!!) The smells of summertime - freshly mowed grass, flowers in bloom, gentle breezes - and yes, even the smell of HEAT saturates my senses to the point of - well, for lack of the correct word here - oblivion!
The sun is up - and shining on my left shoulder. The birds are flying and chirping. I have the slightest cool morning breeze flowing over my skin. A cuppa Joe, and today - I have you for company. Can weekend mornings get any better than this? (Maybe talk to me in the winter, where my sense of I WOULD RATHER STAY WARM kicks in...)
Off to begin the morning abolitions....a single homeowning mom's chores are never done.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Mesquite Rodeo! June 5th, 2009
Hey, we had a BLAST last night at the Mesquite Rodeo that reopened this weekend after undergoing - what I understand - is a major renovation! Got them a couple of small jumbo-trons (is there such a thing?) (Speaking of jumbo-trons, the new Cowboy Stadium in Arlington is bosting the country's largest flat-screen weighing in at 660 TONS. Now, I'm just thinking, I hope to gosh that they didn't put SEATS under that thing...), also the MR is showing off a cool laser show at the beginning - and - did YOU know that a RODEO arena can handle all that plus a motor-cycle stunt rider (TROY - THE WILD CHILD)??
All of the bronc-busting, bull-riding, barrell racing and general horse showmanship was really good. I have to place a side note here - it is a RODEO and there needs to be much, much more of all of the above mentioned RODEO items. A little too much talk ! Oh - and we probably could've done without Leisel's piano playing to whoever the 'lady' was trying to sing opera...(yeah, they did)...all in all, the cowboys that were playing in this arena this night were very good - and put on a good show.
Sonny B's Barbeque was really good and a great choice over the hamburger/hot dogs that the Rodeo itself had to offer (again, my mind is thinking - wonder what all those BULLS were thinking about the smell of Barbeque lingering in the air?? - why am I so weird sometimes?) and the price was RIGHT. For around $11 I had myself a great BBQ dinner with all the fixins' including lemonade! (The kids who didn't want BBQ had A (one) hotdog, chips and a drink for $7...now there's just something criminal about that). We managed to do the right thing and get there early enough for dinner and a show - cannot beat that!
Good job, Mesquite! We'll be back!
All of the bronc-busting, bull-riding, barrell racing and general horse showmanship was really good. I have to place a side note here - it is a RODEO and there needs to be much, much more of all of the above mentioned RODEO items. A little too much talk ! Oh - and we probably could've done without Leisel's piano playing to whoever the 'lady' was trying to sing opera...(yeah, they did)...all in all, the cowboys that were playing in this arena this night were very good - and put on a good show.
Sonny B's Barbeque was really good and a great choice over the hamburger/hot dogs that the Rodeo itself had to offer (again, my mind is thinking - wonder what all those BULLS were thinking about the smell of Barbeque lingering in the air?? - why am I so weird sometimes?) and the price was RIGHT. For around $11 I had myself a great BBQ dinner with all the fixins' including lemonade! (The kids who didn't want BBQ had A (one) hotdog, chips and a drink for $7...now there's just something criminal about that). We managed to do the right thing and get there early enough for dinner and a show - cannot beat that!
Good job, Mesquite! We'll be back!
High School - 1 down, 3 to go!
Well, it's quite possible, that we're on to 10th grade....amazingly!
Tori's 9th grade year has gone quicky for her..."can you believe it's already over, mom?"... and mom...well I cannot believe that it's gone soooooooo slllllooooowwwwllllyyyyy. Now, I'm sure that one day I'll look back and agree with her - as the rest of my beautiful daughter's life has flown by in the blink of an eye....but right now? High school cannot finish soon enough. (But of course, I mean COMPLETELY, and not EARLY).
Hoping that an additonal level of maturity is reached before next year.
Congrats, Miss Tori! As you say, darlin' - passing is passing....
Tori's 9th grade year has gone quicky for her..."can you believe it's already over, mom?"... and mom...well I cannot believe that it's gone soooooooo slllllooooowwwwllllyyyyy. Now, I'm sure that one day I'll look back and agree with her - as the rest of my beautiful daughter's life has flown by in the blink of an eye....but right now? High school cannot finish soon enough. (But of course, I mean COMPLETELY, and not EARLY).
Hoping that an additonal level of maturity is reached before next year.
Congrats, Miss Tori! As you say, darlin' - passing is passing....
Friday, May 29, 2009
Teenage Girls
If both of us survive Tori's teenage years - after all we've been through together at this point as a single-parent family - then I'll know for sure that we can survive ANYTHING. Of course, up until she turned the deadly "13", I thought we could survive ANYTHING. But, that's what the good Lord above gives us single moms - a really fabulous tried and true dose of REALITY and ZAP! We've not experienced anything at all.
I remember being a teenage girl. It's hard to remember when you're raising one until you find a small piece of quiet time and become quite pensive...age 15. 9th grade. Cary Jr. High School. Okay, well, maybe Tori isn't quite as much trouble as I thought. I want to believe that alot of things that I read about her on MYSPACE is just bragging (note to self for counseling next time - do I really need to subject myself to MYSPACE? And then I remember the horror stories I've heard..) and not stuff she really thinks - believes - feels - or does. None of that stuff is true, right? This is the same 15 year old who still sleeps with me and is afraid of 'night' bugs on the porch...would she risk these things for sneaking out? Am I abusive because her windows won't open? I think not! It's not easy raising her. No one said it would be. I wish I had the insight at her age to realize how much my parents LOVED me and how much they CARED. Another of my many questions for God when I get to heaven....is he kidding us with teenagers???
It would be wonderful if I could look back on these words - years from now - and laugh at my own worries and concerns. It would also be quite wonderful if I could convince myself to give up my concerns to God; and I'm trying! God also gave me the sometimes revered personality trait of being a little controlling and quite stubborn. That probably means that I just have to work harder (OF COURSE) to give my concerns up to HIM.
Tori is finishing up 9th grade - and on to 10th, I pray. We are finishing 9th grade by the skin of our teeth. Again, remembering my 9th grade and 10th grade years, I was very lucky to have passed ANY algebra or any geometry - much less World Geography! Yes, I was one of those who needed to know what the heck the purpose was in learning this information!?
And yes, I shared this bit of information with her. I need to give her some of my own REALITY, too...
God save the queen. Me. Tori... and at this point, the Dog.
I remember being a teenage girl. It's hard to remember when you're raising one until you find a small piece of quiet time and become quite pensive...age 15. 9th grade. Cary Jr. High School. Okay, well, maybe Tori isn't quite as much trouble as I thought. I want to believe that alot of things that I read about her on MYSPACE is just bragging (note to self for counseling next time - do I really need to subject myself to MYSPACE? And then I remember the horror stories I've heard..) and not stuff she really thinks - believes - feels - or does. None of that stuff is true, right? This is the same 15 year old who still sleeps with me and is afraid of 'night' bugs on the porch...would she risk these things for sneaking out? Am I abusive because her windows won't open? I think not! It's not easy raising her. No one said it would be. I wish I had the insight at her age to realize how much my parents LOVED me and how much they CARED. Another of my many questions for God when I get to heaven....is he kidding us with teenagers???
It would be wonderful if I could look back on these words - years from now - and laugh at my own worries and concerns. It would also be quite wonderful if I could convince myself to give up my concerns to God; and I'm trying! God also gave me the sometimes revered personality trait of being a little controlling and quite stubborn. That probably means that I just have to work harder (OF COURSE) to give my concerns up to HIM.
Tori is finishing up 9th grade - and on to 10th, I pray. We are finishing 9th grade by the skin of our teeth. Again, remembering my 9th grade and 10th grade years, I was very lucky to have passed ANY algebra or any geometry - much less World Geography! Yes, I was one of those who needed to know what the heck the purpose was in learning this information!?
And yes, I shared this bit of information with her. I need to give her some of my own REALITY, too...
God save the queen. Me. Tori... and at this point, the Dog.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
ROADTRIP!
(shhh...do not mention this is only my 2nd blog and that I haven't blogged in a year, ok?)
I'm planning a roadtrip for August - and I'm so excited!
The week before school starts up again, we're going to hit the Ozark trail and make our way up to St. Louis, Missouri! We'll stay a day or so and then head back down to Eureka Springs and the Passion Play...do a little ghost-towning and see the sights - and then back again! It looks like a reasonably priced trip and we'll travel about 1350 miles. That's not a lot, right? :)
More to come...I promise!
(shhh...do not mention this is only my 2nd blog and that I haven't blogged in a year, ok?)
I'm planning a roadtrip for August - and I'm so excited!
The week before school starts up again, we're going to hit the Ozark trail and make our way up to St. Louis, Missouri! We'll stay a day or so and then head back down to Eureka Springs and the Passion Play...do a little ghost-towning and see the sights - and then back again! It looks like a reasonably priced trip and we'll travel about 1350 miles. That's not a lot, right? :)
More to come...I promise!
Friday, July 18, 2008
Opening Statement re: Tumultous & relativity :)
Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1) - tu·mul·tu·ous:
Show Spelled Pronunciation[too-muhl-choo-uhs]–adjective
1. full of tumult or riotousness; marked by disturbance and uproar: a tumultuous celebration. (okay, yeah...thas right - 'marked by disturbance and uproar' ... go on, go on...)
2. raising a great clatter and commotion; disorderly or noisy: a tumultuous crowd of students. (oh, boy yeah, this one too...a group of 8 or 9 13-14 year olds makes a 'crowd of students - too muhl choo uhs students...; and? and?)
3. highly agitated, as the mind or emotions; distraught; turbulent. (HIGHLY AGITATED. Yes, that would be me. Distraught? Turbulent? LOL yeah, those too...)
[Origin: 1540–50; (i feel like I'm at least 468 years old when the too muhl choo's are around!!)< style="FONT-VARIANT: small-caps" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=tumult" minmax_bound="true">tumult + -ōsus -ous] —Related forms
tu·mul·tu·ous·ly, adverb
tu·mul·tu·ous·ness, noun
Uh, yeah, HI! I'm Teri and this is going to be the beginning of my blogging career.
It will not be the beginning of my too muhl choo uhs life - (funny how that word also looks alot like TOO MUCH OF US? or TOO MUCH CHOOSE US??? This was a PERFECT WORD to describe my life. Tumultuous.
Wouldn't trade a little "t" for it either.
So, other than naming my blogsite, I'll drop a few words about me and stop here. I'm getting old and 12-15 hours behind a computer doesn't work well anymore with my eyes.
48 year old single mom. Current children at home - one very feisty, beautiful, smart, headstrong, 14 year old daughter named ... oh wait...what's today?? Today I believe she's normal T-O-R-I. (Short for Victoria). Yesterday she wanted to add an 'i' to the end. Yep two "ii's". Hm. Anyway, last year at school it was full fledged outright "Victoria". You see where I'm going with this right? N E WAY, Tori is my girl. My delightful, argumentative, scares-the-crap-out-of me
G I R L.
Oh yes. I am also the very proud mom of two grown men. Well almost. Jr. is 25 and Chris, 22.
They can also add to my too-muhl-choo-uhs-nous.
Just not always everyday.
What momma don't know won't hurt her. :)
Like everyone, I work, shop, play, cry, pay bills and sell my soul for a gallon of gas.
I am by no means, something special.
But
I am, like my daughter, strong
a survivor
a life-lover
full of wants and needs for more of this
tumultous life.
Could you grab some coffee and let's talk more about it?
I'd love to hear from all of you...
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