here's to new beginnings

today is the fourth day of january.

it's also my uncle's birthday. happy birthday uncle mike!

there are so many things that i want to do for the house we, cross your fingers, will move into in the next month or two.

here is the table i would like to make for the back patio.

there are always pallets for free on craigslist. i think it's kinda cool.

i found this to possibly do above the real. wood. fireplace. to hide the cords to the tv.

here it is unfinished

with a little bit of work... tahdah!

i like this one from aspen-mills

which i found here

i would like to do this, too.

except i would like to have 20 mirrored tiles. you suppose it can be done?

everything was found on pinterest. have you checked it out? want an invite? just let me know.

what kind of new beginnings do you have going on in your life right now?

be blessed,

t

{just say cheese}

he'd rather i not take his picture.

he knows his girlfriend adores him.

and this is how we know he adores her.

his heart is as big as his smile. 

{do you believe?}

hello!

i really wanted to start off the new year blogging about something positive. so here goes...

O is home!!

here is the negative...

see that cute little boy above right there? he spent his winter vacation with the other part of his family. they went on train ride to see the man in the big red suit and tell him what he wanted for Christmas.

and what did that man in the big red suit bring that cute little boy who is on the verge of not believing in the man in the big red suit?

a magic pen and a box of laffy taffy. none of which were requested.

and yesterday, at his welcome home barbeque with some of his friends and their families, he discovered that all the other kids received what had been requested.

don't get me wrong folks... i know what the season is all about. but you try explaining to a 9 year old, who is on the verge of writing the man in the big red suit off, why everyone else got what they asked for and he did not.

break. my. heart.

i think i am going to have a chat with the man in the big red suit up at the north pole. i think he may need to send a letter of apology along with a few somethings for this young lad.

O, i hope you never stop believing in the man in the big red suit. but if you have, i really don't blame you.

{ innocence of a child }

i woke up to a phone call this morning from James saying he will be late getting back in. the small boat they took had to turn around because the weather is too bad. i checked wunderground, and it showed nothing. i switched it to infared, and it was all yellow and just sitting over the water off VB. i guess our lunch date will have to be postponed until another day. i'm a little bummed.

last night as i was reading through facebook, i continued to think about what a great communication tool it really could be. that is if the person on the receiving end wanted to hear what you have to say, or take the advise you had to give. maybe not even so much as to take it... but at least know options are there. (or vice versa)

i'm angry. i'm angry at the loss of my friend and was caught off guard as i let the tears flow. they didn't stop. and when i wanted them to... they still did not stop. so when O, who was reading on the couch with his back towards me, asked me a question and i couldn't answer because i was sniffing up snot, i was caught off guard. and when he came to console me, which he does so freely, all i could do is cry harder. 

when i got my barings straight, and all i could muster up is that i'd lost a friend. O asked if someone doesn't want to be my friend, and proceeded to tell me that his old friend M doesn't want to be friends with him anymore now that they are in a new class. (what an opportunity to talk... when your child sees you at your most vulernable time.) and as we progress in our conversation, he asks so innocently "did he get lost and can't find his way back home?"

yes. yes, my dear child. lost. but praying he did find his way home. 

Lost

I've lost me. Somewhere along the lines of being a mom and wife, I've lost me.

My hair is not done.

My weight has soared.

Where have I gone?

I want me.

Come out. Come out... Wherever you are!

Me, please return in the condition you were so many moons ago.

Our heart needs it.

{On the return}

Looking forward to posting again. After this weekend, and school starting back for the kids, I will have much more time.

I'm also looking forward to hearing from you all, again.

Be blessed.

T