Due to circumstances beyond my control, my usual Photo Friday post didn’t make it yesterday. As a result of other circumstances somewhat more within my sphere of influence, I’ve now had time to put it together. Stay tuned – it should be up this afternoon!
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My friend Kina has been inundated with awards lately. As such, she put together a massive awards post yesterday and invited readers to select an award from her long list of accolades. In keeping with her idea of awarding yourself and paying it forward, I selected the Fabulous Blog Ribbon. The rules for this award entail sharing five fabulous moments, as well as five likes and dislikes, then nominating five other bloggers for the award.
For someone who’s received as many award nominations as Kina has in such a short period of time, I think this was kind of a brilliant way to handle all the award posts. That way, people aren’t always reading post after post after post about which award you’ve received.
And now, without further ado, the questions…
This post began its humble life as a comment on my friend Tricia’s blog post “Extraordinary.” It was late and I began writing, suddenly wide awake. Pretty soon, I realized that my comment could easily become as long as her actual post if I wasn’t careful.
I first read Tricia’s post on Griffin’s Quill and I found it absolutely amazing because I’ve been dealing with so many of the feelings she mentions in her post myself lately. So much of my life is one long, monotonous march toward the end – the end of the laundry, the end of the dishes, the endless cries of, “Don’t do that!” and “Don’t hit your brother!” and “Play nice!” and “Stay in bed, for the love of God!” It’s dreary and dreadful and mind-numbingly boring some days. I feel like I’m living in a fog.
This morning I awoke to the news that the lovely Kina Diaz DeLeon has nominated me for the Sunshine Blogger Award. Needless to say, I was beyond flattered (as I am every time someone nominates me for something like this). As with all things, there are some rules involved, and here they are: Continue reading
Today is the Fourth of July. Independence Day. America’s birthday. And on this day, I’ve got something to share with you.
All gave some. Some gave all. Some stood through for the red, white and blue, and some had to fall. And if you ever think of me, think of all your liberties and recall some gave all.
Photo by Kay Kauffman
The lyrics in the caption are from the Billy Ray Cyrus song, “Some Gave All.” I’ve always loved that song and on a day like today, when we honor those who fought and died for our independence, I find those words especially fitting.
Well, it’s Friday, and you know what that means – there should be a photo post today! But thanks to my lovely guest, and the fact that I’ve had a wild and crazy day and I have a wedding to go to tomorrow, I’m going to forego today’s usual Photo Friday post. I’ll still get it posted, but it may not be till Sunday or Monday. So until then, have a great weekend, stay safe, and keep cool!
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That sound you just heard? You know, the one that sounded like a dead body being dumped from a second story window? That’s the sound of me crashing after Cricket’s birthday party. The coffee I had with my milk and sugar this morning wore off sometime around 11:30 a.m. and zzzzzzz…
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Fishing by Kay Kauffman
Welcome to the first in my Friday Phlog series! This week’s photo features an old picture of my oldest son, the Tominator (aka the Terrific Tomcat). This photo commemorates his very first fishing trip at his great-aunt Sandy’s house. She and her husband live in a beautiful gated community dotted with ponds that are kept fully stocked. When we were visiting them for their 25th anniversary luau (complete with un lechon – that’s roast suckling pig for those of you not in the know), my darling baby boy was treated to his first fishing trip in one of the ponds near Sandy’s gorgeous house.
I sat down to work on this post last night after a hectic couple of hours and ended up reading the news on msnbc.com instead. Whoops.
Anyway, I read a fantastic post the other day on Kristen Lamb’s blog about taking time to rest and how there is a season to everything under the sun. Yes, I know Ecclesiastes says the exact same thing, but Ms. Lamb said it in regards to writing by quoting the Byrds and the song “Turn, Turn, Turn.” By the way, I love that song. The melody is beautiful and would be playing in my head were it not for whatever is playing on the radio and distracting me (I know the song, I just can’t think of its name – “Angel Eyes” perhaps? – and I couldn’t tell you who sings it for the life of me). The comparisons she draws between farming and writing are obvious, yet they’d never occurred to me before (despite having grown up in America’s breadbasket, where I still currently live). Her words struck a particular chord with me as I’ve been dealing with quite a lot of guilt lately concerning a variety of tasks that seem to go undone despite my best intentions to accomplish them. To everything there is a season (turn, turn, turn)…
First things first – I read an awesome article on msnbc.com about the possibility of building a spaceship like the USS Enterprise from Star Trek with today’s technology. Serious. Cool. There were a number of other interesting links at the end of the article, as well as a link to BuildTheEnterprise.org, the project’s homepage. This is so many shades of awesome that I don’t even know where to start. Seymour shared this with me last night and we were both as giddy as could be. The geek is strong with us. 🙂
Suddenly they all died. The end. 