Memorial Weekend...old times.

Memorial Day....remembering those who fought and fight for our country. The parades, the barbeque's, family and plenty of food. Memorial day for me is a time to remember that special place in my heart that lives strong and is strongly missed. It's a time to remember the trips in the boat and the dusty covers being removed and folded up, opening all the windows and letting the sunshine in. Settling in yet for another summer.
A place that is truly missed all through the summer. As I sit here on this memorial day remembering this special place in my heart, I close my eyes and listen to the water and feel the sunshine and remember that even though it's so hard to think of such a special place, I am thankful to have these fond memories

Home is where the heart is.

If I look back and count all the places I have lived, there has been a few to say the least. By the time I graduated college I should of had a degree in moving. I have moved around probably as much as a military family if not more. From Cincinnati, to St. Clair, to Mt. Pleasant, to Stag Island to Ann Arbor to Harsens Island to West Bloomfield to Commerce and well who knows what the next location will be? And I am not counting how many times I have moved in each of these locations...
When I sit back and think of all the places that I have lived, each one holds a time in my life that resembles some sort of special event or feeling. As I look back on all the places that I have been they all taught me one thing or another. The biggest thing that I have learned is the good ole saying "Home is where the heart is" definitely rings true for this gal!

Wow...15 months have approched already!

Tomorrow will be Ella's fifteen month anniversary. It goes along with what nature is doing at the moment, making everything bloom. There is the walking and excitement of everything she sees and wow, no more blue tub! It's amazing how fast time goes by! And when we don't stop and enjoy the moments in our life, the greatest things that we have to be thankful for, well then they will slip right by us and we will never know what we have........or had! It's always a time of change and going with it makes life much easier than going against it. Live, laugh and love!

The Greatest Things in Life...

It's those little things that make life so much fun and having a child who can remind you of those is the best thing of all! Like drinking out of a straw for the first time and getting the hang of it right away! Or coloring for the first time and picturing her as a little artist! Or how about eating a raw potato for the first time and thinking....."O MY GOSH SHE IS DEFINITELY MY CHILD"!!!
(14 months old...eats first raw potato)

Stubborness....ahhhh it's in the genes!

I know I am stubborn, maybe not as much as the woman who brought me into this world, yet I will admit it, I can be bull headed. Remember....admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery. I'll start working on admitting that I am a carb freak later in the week...not ready to deal with that yet!
Being raised as a middle child in a family made up of 99% whole grain girls, you had to learn how to fight your way through the thick and thin of bs that comes with the female territory. Funny, now that I think about it....things are pretty much the same now from when I was 10.
So you have the queen bee who is the leader, the VERY stubborn leader.....has the big stingers and all..will sting if you get in the way! Then you have the princess bee who is still pretty stubborn but only stings when she feels she needs too. Then you have the little bees who take orders from the princess bee and they go around stinging a lot, yet it doesn't really hurt. What is my point you may be wondering? Well to tell you the truth I am not really sure!
I need to write on my blog in the morning not at night when I can't see straight....o man another issue to work on! I got a whole bag of those right now!

Going Green like Kermit the frog

I have always been a big supporter of the Big Three! And I am not talking about the auto industry (which I do support because of my husband). Yet what I am talking about is the Big Three R's! Reduce, Reuse and Recycle! I feel that I have done my part for the past 32 years, wearing hand me downs from my sisters and thank god that they have good taste! I continue this tradition with my daughter now because her aunt has great taste and every time we get a bag of clothes from her, it's like going on a shopping spree!!
When I was in high school I joined the environmental team because I sucked at sports, but now that I am older I realize that maybe I could see the future? Whatever it may be, I feel very passionate when I see someone throw a piece of paper away in the trash can when the recycling shredder is 2 feet away. I do go over to the trash (when no one is looking) and put it in the shredder.