I’m more than a mother, I’m a woman, but even then I am still a mother and wife.
This afternoon I was watching a show (while doing my wifely chores) and it featured a married couple who were having a conversation in bed. The conversation went on about a few different topics, but then the topic shifted to sex. The husband said he was hoping to have an afternoon shag. The wife was shocked that all thoughts of men can be so quickly diverted to sex and everything can be dropped to commit the deed. She was explaining that she had so much on her mind, the house, waking up the children, housework, her career, and she was just not in the right frame of mind to be having sex. He did not understand how to a woman that sex would just not make everything so much better. She did not understand how men could put anything on hold at any given moment.
I was laughing hysterically during these few minutes of the show.
Why?
Because it was the exact replica of a conversation I had had this morning with my husband. How great is that! Even though both sides of the conversation were vindicated, I had to show him the clip to show it wasn’t just me claiming the list of chores on my mind that forbid me to relax and focus on another chore (or that’s what it felt like at the time) that would demand such attention that I couldn’t give it.
Men. Women are different than you. Our minds are always running with things we need to accomplish for you, our family, our children, and ourselves. And yes, we are sure yours may be as well, but we can’t always just turn that off and focus on something that, for women, takes much more time to prep for. Foreplay for women starts 24hrs in advance, and that includes prepping the mind and body. It is possible sure. So keep your hopes up, but also spend a little time showing us what we have to look forward to, later. And hey, we may surprise you too.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
The “Soccer” Game of Life
The “Soccer” Game of Life
We are all playing this game of life and have our own personal teams who are made up of a few different players who are playing for you. Each person on Your team plays a very important part and some at very specific times. Here’s a new way to think about the people in your life, and where you stand in others.
The players on our team would be:
The Coach: Who is played by God. He sets up the plays and gives us advice then watches, roots for, and directs us from the sidelines, allowing us to play it out until we can come back to him for more direction. He’s always there, always heard, planning, and supporting. There are your main field players:
Forwards, mids, defensive line, and goalie. Forwards are the people who are actively fighting life with you, running by your side, who take the ball when you need a way out and there to set you up for success (a goal). They are also your first line of defense, the first people you may go to in a tough situation. When you look around they are always there, right beside you.
The Mids are a strong support line for your game, although they can play full range in your life, they are more efficient in the middle playing support and coming up when you when you need them. They can become whatever you need them to be.
Your Defense is mainly made up of people in your life who you know you can count on for solid support when you are, or your life is, under attack. They are not as active in the game but always there waiting to defend for you.
The Goalie seems to me, to be that someone you may or may not call on in your life all too much, depending on how much you are attacked, but they can become your last and biggest defense and life saver for your game. When all your plans get out of control, don’t go the way you thought, and with your whole team scrambling to assist, they stand strong, focus, and defend you, your heart, your life.
In every game there are Sideliners who mostly sit back and watch until you need to call on them. They are available when you need them and can only play certain positions, but you can trust they will be there.
Along the way you may meet Substitutes. These are people who may come in or out of your life and help in a significant or small way, but they are only there for a moment.
Last but certainly not least the Referees. These are only a few people who may give you serious direction in the game. They are not on anyone’s team, but available to everyone. They are people such as a teacher, pastor, or other. They are fair and just, leading the game to be that way as well.
So who in your life plays what positions, and what position do you play in theirs? Thank you all for being on My team where ever you are on the field, I appreciate every single one.
We are all playing this game of life and have our own personal teams who are made up of a few different players who are playing for you. Each person on Your team plays a very important part and some at very specific times. Here’s a new way to think about the people in your life, and where you stand in others.
The players on our team would be:
The Coach: Who is played by God. He sets up the plays and gives us advice then watches, roots for, and directs us from the sidelines, allowing us to play it out until we can come back to him for more direction. He’s always there, always heard, planning, and supporting. There are your main field players:
Forwards, mids, defensive line, and goalie. Forwards are the people who are actively fighting life with you, running by your side, who take the ball when you need a way out and there to set you up for success (a goal). They are also your first line of defense, the first people you may go to in a tough situation. When you look around they are always there, right beside you.
The Mids are a strong support line for your game, although they can play full range in your life, they are more efficient in the middle playing support and coming up when you when you need them. They can become whatever you need them to be.
Your Defense is mainly made up of people in your life who you know you can count on for solid support when you are, or your life is, under attack. They are not as active in the game but always there waiting to defend for you.
The Goalie seems to me, to be that someone you may or may not call on in your life all too much, depending on how much you are attacked, but they can become your last and biggest defense and life saver for your game. When all your plans get out of control, don’t go the way you thought, and with your whole team scrambling to assist, they stand strong, focus, and defend you, your heart, your life.
In every game there are Sideliners who mostly sit back and watch until you need to call on them. They are available when you need them and can only play certain positions, but you can trust they will be there.
Along the way you may meet Substitutes. These are people who may come in or out of your life and help in a significant or small way, but they are only there for a moment.
Last but certainly not least the Referees. These are only a few people who may give you serious direction in the game. They are not on anyone’s team, but available to everyone. They are people such as a teacher, pastor, or other. They are fair and just, leading the game to be that way as well.
So who in your life plays what positions, and what position do you play in theirs? Thank you all for being on My team where ever you are on the field, I appreciate every single one.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Warning: "B" Ahead!
Should I say having the "bully" is hard or having a "boy" is hard? Because I believe Boys are rough in nature and that doesn't necessarily make them a bully. Either way, having a "B" is tough, especially when your friends have girls. Girls are so fragile, gentle, and careful. Boys..well..all I have to say is Cainen's nick name is HurriCainen. He gets very excited when his friends come around and has a hard time controlling his limbs and sensibility. So when we are on a play date I feel a warning or apology is appropriate. And possibly a plea: "Please continue to play with us!"
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Ahhh, the Joys of Motherhood!
Ahhh, the joys of motherhood! Your children are distracted playing with friends; your husband ran out to Lowes...alone at last;-) You decide to take advantage of the moment, escaping to soak in the bathtub when your 6 year old invites her friend into your serene place to ask you a question - Priceless, so much for privacy...lol. ~As shared by Darlene Mazzone
Friday, May 23, 2008
Screaming Freedom's
Screaming Engines over all noises bleed my ear drums
Screaming in the sky after they have gone by
The sound of freedom ringing in the sky
I have been listening proudly for 5 years and smiling with pride
Thank you for serving
Thank you for flying
Thank you for what you do
I am here, you are there
Working for us, working for me, working for him
You soldiers, You husband, You Daddy
The screaming tells me you are there looking over us
Watching
Waiting
The clouds part for you
The birds trail in your way
They run from you
You soldiers, You husband, You Daddy
The silver bird that screams in the air is not only my son’s mobile
But our flag of Freedom
The heart of Family
Our song of Pride
Thank you
You Soldiers, You Husband, You Daddy
Happy Memorial’s Day
Screaming in the sky after they have gone by
The sound of freedom ringing in the sky
I have been listening proudly for 5 years and smiling with pride
Thank you for serving
Thank you for flying
Thank you for what you do
I am here, you are there
Working for us, working for me, working for him
You soldiers, You husband, You Daddy
The screaming tells me you are there looking over us
Watching
Waiting
The clouds part for you
The birds trail in your way
They run from you
You soldiers, You husband, You Daddy
The silver bird that screams in the air is not only my son’s mobile
But our flag of Freedom
The heart of Family
Our song of Pride
Thank you
You Soldiers, You Husband, You Daddy
Happy Memorial’s Day
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
This is my life...taking it slow
I grew up in the heart of Phoenix, Arizona; traffic jams, hurry to wait attitude, living next to neighbors who you didn’t really know. I thought I would always be a big city girl and could never survive the boundaries of a small town. Then I married a military man, my future was no longer my own.
When we got our orders to Italy we were so excited, it was exactly what we wanted! And what a better place to spend 3 years, after just spending 1 year apart while my husband was in Korea! When we first arrived it was definite culture shock for me! No longer did I have a job (okay that wasn’t so bad), the weather was wet and sticky, none of the Italians spoke English, and you have to live on the economy with minimal American’s close by if any at all. Wow! The biggest change? Small town feel, lazy life, no corporate America stores, with a 3 hour siesta in the middle of everyday. Was I in my worst nightmare?
After 3 months we were finally grumpily comfortable in our Italian apartment. I still had not gotten used to the lifestyle the Italians lived here. No lunch with friends, sporadic shopping trips, making dinner every night, and only being able to run one appliance at a time, this was going to take some getting used to! We did however enjoy the beautiful scenery of vineyards and the Alps from our windows, the short train ride to Venice, driving 45 minutes with only 2 stop lights, and the limitless European travel opportunities. I grew a soft spot for this place. Even through the daily frustrations, I began to appreciate a life where sipping on wine nightly and slowing picking cherries off the tree became first nature.
We are now 6 weeks away from moving across the ocean, back to the states, to D.C.!! Again, this was the base we applied for, and are very excited to go to. As the day’s get closer I am slowly getting petrified of being pushed back into the real world again. The experience will continue to fill our lives with memories, and we are looking forward to that. But the idea of days that are strung together because they move so fast, having every shop window leering you inside to spend money on things, and not slowing down to see every smile on my son’s face scares me. The world sucks us into this swirling tornado that we sometimes don’t realize we are in until one day we try to look back and think about the quality days we spent together or just for ourselves, and can’t remember them. I can truly say how important this slow pace experience in Italy has been to us, even though I fought it for so long. It has changed our lives, and I will strive to live everyday in the bustling D.C. area as slow as I can to enjoy every moment.
When we got our orders to Italy we were so excited, it was exactly what we wanted! And what a better place to spend 3 years, after just spending 1 year apart while my husband was in Korea! When we first arrived it was definite culture shock for me! No longer did I have a job (okay that wasn’t so bad), the weather was wet and sticky, none of the Italians spoke English, and you have to live on the economy with minimal American’s close by if any at all. Wow! The biggest change? Small town feel, lazy life, no corporate America stores, with a 3 hour siesta in the middle of everyday. Was I in my worst nightmare?
After 3 months we were finally grumpily comfortable in our Italian apartment. I still had not gotten used to the lifestyle the Italians lived here. No lunch with friends, sporadic shopping trips, making dinner every night, and only being able to run one appliance at a time, this was going to take some getting used to! We did however enjoy the beautiful scenery of vineyards and the Alps from our windows, the short train ride to Venice, driving 45 minutes with only 2 stop lights, and the limitless European travel opportunities. I grew a soft spot for this place. Even through the daily frustrations, I began to appreciate a life where sipping on wine nightly and slowing picking cherries off the tree became first nature.
We are now 6 weeks away from moving across the ocean, back to the states, to D.C.!! Again, this was the base we applied for, and are very excited to go to. As the day’s get closer I am slowly getting petrified of being pushed back into the real world again. The experience will continue to fill our lives with memories, and we are looking forward to that. But the idea of days that are strung together because they move so fast, having every shop window leering you inside to spend money on things, and not slowing down to see every smile on my son’s face scares me. The world sucks us into this swirling tornado that we sometimes don’t realize we are in until one day we try to look back and think about the quality days we spent together or just for ourselves, and can’t remember them. I can truly say how important this slow pace experience in Italy has been to us, even though I fought it for so long. It has changed our lives, and I will strive to live everyday in the bustling D.C. area as slow as I can to enjoy every moment.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
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