Wednesday, May 28, 2008

What Maya knows...

I got this from Deborah and I loved it so much I had to share it.

In April, Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah on her 70+ birthday. Oprah asked her what she thought of growing older. And, there on television, she said it was'exciting.'

Regarding body changes, she said there were many, occurring every day...like her breasts. They seem to be in a race to see which will reach her waist, first.. The audience laughed so hard they cried. She is such a simple and honest woman, with so much wisdom in her words!
Maya Angelou also said: 'I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.'

'I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.'

'I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.'

'I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as 'making a life.'

'I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.'

'I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back.'

'I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.'

'I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.'

'I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.'

'I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.'

'I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.'

And here's what I have learned at 50 years of age
I've learned that it is a big waste of time to worry about anything.
I've learned that crying makes you feel worse.
I've learned that it's good to think about other's but it's just as important to think about yourself.
I've learned that I can do anything that I really want to do.
I've learned to forget about the bad things and to focus on the good things.
I've learned that it isn't the end of the world if I am late but it sure feels good to be early.
I've learned that I can get a lot done in 15 minutes.

What have you learned?

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Memorial Day


In honor of those who made the ultimate sacrifice for our country
Total number of casualties from the Iraq war is at 30,329 according to

Friday, May 23, 2008

I'm Tagged!!!!

Free Range Chick tagged me with this meme that has been going around blog town for a while now. I am proud and honored to participate in my FIRST TAG.

Each player answers the questions about themselves. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5-6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer."

1) What was I doing 10 years ago?

At my age it's hard to remember what I had for breakfast but ... I think I was a SAHM with a 16, 5 and 3 year old. My youngest wasn't born yet and I was taking a quilting class. I was in two playgroups and I started a business making First Holy Communion veils.

2) What are 5 things on my to-do list for today (not in any particular order):

Preview some houses for my clients, take the car to the garage because the engine light is on, check email accounts, call daughter, call mother, post on blog, buy a tool kit to carry in my car, return a $60 pillow that my husband bought and go see Indiana Jones

3) Snacks I enjoy:

Green olives, crackers with cream cheese, apples, oranges and raisins, green tea ( hot or cold) and chocolate covered pretzels.

4)Things I would do if I were a billionaire:

I would go to Hawaii (where I would learn to surf), Jamaica ( where I would sunbathe au natural), New York city (where I would go to the Met), Orlando (Disney world), Paris (where I would go to the Louvre), Austria ( where I would ski), Australia ( where I would eat shrimp on the barbee). I would take many cruises and I would bring both family and friends. I would go to the Olympics and the World Series. I would see many concerts.
I would buy a new house. I would also buy a house for my daughter. I would order all those items I have highlighted in catalogs. I would shop at real clothing stores - not just Target and Walmart.
I would get a fuel efficient car for everyone I know because I want to stick-it to the Oil Co's (Elvis bought Cadillacs - I'm buying Prius's).
I would hire a cook because I don't like to cook. I would have lots of parties!! I would hire a personal trainer, a professional organizer and a full time gardener. I would also hire tutors for all my kids because I never want to help with homework again, unless they need to read a story to me. I would write full time and visit friends and family and knit the rest of the time. I already donate to many, many charities and they would get a lot more.

5) Places I have lived.

I was born in Panama. I lived in Norfolk Virginia for a few years and when I was five years old my father got military orders to move to San Diego. I never went away to school or moved out of the city.

Six people that I would like to know more about are

Deborah, Shameka, Haley, Craftivore, Olga & Not much of a knitter


I deliberately tried to pick people I think have not been tagged. I would have tagged more but making all those hyper links has worn me out. Peace to everyone I didn't name. If you want to be tagged just ask.

Trek has a contest

Trek is having a contest. I get extra entries if I post on my blog.

Here are her details -

I've got a hank of Knit Picks Shimmer to give away. And who knows what might make its way into the box before it is sealed?If you are subscribed to this blog via Bloglines, you are entered.

If you are not yet subscribed, sign up before the end of the Memorial Day weekend and you will be entered.That's easy, isn't it?Oh, one more thing. If you post on your blog, I'll give you another entry. If someone tells me you referred them, I'll give you another entry as well.

Post your Bloglines status in the comments. Let the fun begin!

Take me out to the ballgame

Had one of those evenings that you sign-up for weeks in advance because they sound like a good idea at the time. This one was Padres game with the school night. Yeah, $21 dollar tickets for only $15. I had visions of the whole family going to the ballgame and having a memorable time of laughing, smiling, cheering and having a good time together - One Big Happy family. Hug Hug Hug.



Long, long story short. He didn't buy tickets. They had 6 extra. We bought those. Not enough. Daughter didn't go. Neighbor boy did.



Day of the game it rains. In my city if it rains; also known as sprinkles, scattered showers or heavy mist, then everyone stays home, lights the fireplace, drinks cocoa and watches a movie.



Fear of cold and rain hits the family with a heavy hand and we all moan and groan. No one wants to go. The Padres always lose and we'll freeze.



I wear a turtleneck sweater, a heavy jacket, a knitted scarf and mittens. At the last minute as I am leaving I grab my knitting.



As we arrive at the gate a sudden panic strikes me when I see the inspection line. I look in at my knitting needles and immediately fear that I am not going to pass Go at the gate. They are going to take my needles which look way to sharp to not be used as an occasional weapon. I reason that if they take nail files then surely they want my number 9 wooden needle that are at least three times longer and more powerful. Fortunately there are only two people in line and no one behind me . The "inspector" glances at my shabby bag of needles and I calmly say I'm knitting my first sweater. Either a wave of compassion momentarily grabs the guy or my needles don't look like a potential threat to anyone except my yarn.



We ride three escalators up to our sky high seats. My entire family is snickering at me knowing that I have a fear of heights. I always rise to the challenge but I must turn a little pale and I know the deep breaths and long signs aren't subtle. The last part is always the worst. I slowly creep up 22 steps and grab my seat.



Okay ballgame, I'm here , the family is partly here and I am seated. Play Ball



I realize that I don't write about knitting much, to be exact it has been almost 4 months since I have written about knitting. But I do a lot of knitting - in my dreams. My Isadora project has been placed on hold for all this time but tonight I make up for lost time. I knit, and knit and knit. The Padres, hit, and hit and hit. I knit for two and half hours and I start to see my second sleeve that I have knitted three times measure all the way past my bicep. It is a wonderful night. I knit with cold hands while my little boy blows is warm breath on them. I knit while cheering a home run in the seventh inning. I only put my knitting down to eat chili cheese nachos, only a few because I AM KNITTING. I can't have messy fingers.

Final score, Padres 8, Reds 2, Isadora 34 rows closer.

Note to self- Must go to more games.



Thursday, May 15, 2008

Oh Dear

A Young Artist Impression of My day


Here is a message from my son B -
Dear, dearest, dearestful family of dear, dearest souls that have dear thoughts, that are dearest to them in the dear ways, that are dear to them, in all dear ways dear things that can be dear to the dear people of the dearest household full of the dearest people in my family, Hi B

He loves to make me laugh :)



This message came at the end of such a dear day.

It all began at 6am when I rose to prepare to take my son to his orthodontist appointment at 7:30. Everything went very well I even got food in the crock pot for my famous Italian herb chicken. Yummy . I am now filled with the power of having fixed breakfast, lunch and dinner for my family all before 7 am. I am Woman.

We arrive early to our appointment only to discover that no one is there. The doors are locked and the lights are turned off. We shall wait I say to my son. He says he is feeling sick. I carefully finish my crossword puzzle. My son nearly glows with pride when he is able to fill in one space. I am glowing with pride too.

At 7:37 I decide to call the office. Answering machine message states, " We open at 9am on Thursday". WHAT. Oh yeah. I messed up. My appointment is tomorrow on Friday. Well, NO big deal I just go home with sick son and get ready for my next appointment at 9.

Everything is going very nicely I run multiple errands with great style and success. Later that afternoon I begin my pilgrimage to retrieve all my children and a few extras from their many schools. School one is 12 miles to the west, school two is 15 miles to the east. Woman A is in the middle. I do this everyday - no problem.

I am waiting in line at school two, I turn my engine off to not waste my precious almost $4 a gallon gas and then a few seconds later when the line starts to move I turn the key and NOTHING. No noise, no sound, no purr, no humm, nothing. I turn the key again, and again and again. There is now a very long line behind me and no one in front of me. I feel the increasing angst of the waiting moms behind me. Moms who are tired and hot and tired and hungry. I almost panic. I wave the cars past me and look back with my best sweet smile only to discover the lady behind me is clueless. She is on her cell phone and chatting away. A teacher is now running at me. I am cool thanks to my decision to start taking two St. John's Wort pills every day. I feel completely calm . I put the car in neutral. The P.E. teacher he-man pushes the car to the side. I lock the doors - cause I wouldn't want anyone to steal my car that doesn't move. I call my husband.

Honey I can't start the car and I am in the carpool line. Immediately He understands the seriousness of the problem.

I'm leaving right now.

I walk down to get the kids. I return with the great expectation that all mechanical problems will have disappeared and I will be back in the drivers seat. I turn the key - Nothing. I turn the key - Nothing , I turn the key - nothing. Why isn't this working? I fix a lot of things by pretending that they're not really broken. The mind or matter thing is one of my things. OK. Call husband again. He says he will be there in 10 minutes.

I then turn the key - the car starts.

I Am Woman Hear Me Roar!!!!

Dear, Dearest, Dearestful people tomorrow is another day.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Stay-at home Mom worth $117,000


Had a very nice Mothers day ( hope you did too!). Got a call from my daughter, got a dress from my husband( it fits and I like it), gotta pen set from son A, and a salt and pepper shaker from son B, got a handmade card from son J. The handmade card always steals my heart. He wrote, "you are like sweet love and valentine love". I had to ask if he copied a message that his teacher wrote. He didn't.

I ran across this article about the worth of a stay-at-home Mom and knew I had to share it. Too bad we can't take it to the bank.
May 11, 2008

BY ASSOCIATED PRESS
BOSTON -- If a stay-at-home mom could be compensated in dollars rather than personal satisfaction and unconditional love, she'd rake in a nifty sum of nearly $117,000 a year.
That's according to a study released Thursday by Salary.com, a Waltham, Mass.-based firm that studies workplace compensation.
The eighth annual survey calculated a mom's market value by studying pay levels for 10 job titles with duties that a typical mom performs, ranging from housekeeper and day care center teacher to van driver, psychologist and chief executive officer.
This year, the annual salary for a stay-at-home mom would be $116,805, while a working mom who also juggles an outside job would get $68,405 for her motherly duties.
The biggest driver of a mom's theoretical salary is the amount of overtime pay she'd receive for working more than 40 hours a week. The 18,000 moms surveyed about their typical week reported working 94.4 hours -- meaning they'd be spending more than half their working hours on overtime.
Working moms reported an average 54.6 hour ''mom work week'' besides the hours they spent at paying jobs.


P.S.

Although I look forward to celebrating Mother's Day - a day of relaxing and no cooking, I must protest the crowds and chaos that now accompany "my" day. I don't need a bouquet of roses that a week ago cost $20 but now are $60, $75 or more. I don't want to have brunch at $35 a person And fight for a parking space And elbow room in the restaurant.

I think that Mom's should stage an underground movement to rebel against the Hallmark holiday and all it's commercialized trimmings .

I hearby announce a quiet revolution where Mom's simply announce their choice of DAY to their family. Personally, I don't need another holiday in May - we have two birthdays in the first 10 days. On the appointed day you can do your family thing on your own terms at a more reasonable price and all the while have a big smile on your face knowing that in true Mom style you outwitted the rules and did it your way!!