Here is a re-post from Facebook of all the Rian-isms from the first 9 months or so of England life. In chronological order as well, so for your viewing/reading enjoyment, I present Rian. And remember, laughter is the best medicine!
"Ohhh Dad this (vanilla) ice cream tastes like 3 million strawberries." Ummm, ok, Rian
2 new Rian gems while coloring today:
"I colored outside the lines to remind me not to, it's not an accident." &
"When I grow up to be a mommy, I'll play in a poker tournament with you, I will."
"Daddy, you're so nice, I just wanna send you to Heaven." Thanks, Rian, I don't know what to say.
Rian just started screaming at the top of her lungs in the back seat, I asked her what she was doing and the response was, "I'm not screaming, I'm singing like Fiona and trying to explode that bird over there." Might be time to stop watching Shrek
Me: "Rian, Daddy spent all day cleaning, why are you tearing stuff up?"
Rian, with a grin even: "it's just what I do, Dad."
Rian, upon seeing my new tattoo for the first time. "WHY YOU HAVE MY NAME?? YOU 'POSED TO HAVE YOUR NAME, NOT MINE!!" the put her face down in her arms, and huffed and puffed and pouted
While walking through Sherwood Forest, both girls with walking sticks:
Rian: "I have a big stick."
Baylie: "Rian, they are basically the same size."
Rian: "Well, potentially mine is bigger."
Potentially, really? Sure you're three?
Rian: "Here Dad, rub my new head bump (from meeting a door @school)"
Me: "No honey, Daddy doesn't want to hurt you"
Rian: "Then why do you spank me, huh?"
And walks away. I feel like I've been set up
Rian wailing in church because she only got a blessing and "nothing in her hand and no drinks!" (cracker and wine for Communion)
What an age we live in.
Me: "Rian, apologize to Kels." (she accidentally knocked her over)
Rian (walking away): "I will sent her a text message"
Latest Rian Red-bottom Retort:
Me: "Rian get your clothes on."
Rian: "I not like those pants!"
Me: "You can't always wear dresses, I think those are pretty."
Rian: "You wear them Daddy"
Me: "Rian, go to your room and sit in bed!"
Rian: "I sending me to bed first, not you!"
Upon hearing coughing from the bathroom; Me: "Don't drink your bath water Rian!" Rian "I not! I choking on it!"
Me: "Don't drink your bath water Rian!"
Rian: "I not! I choking on it!"
Rian's bones are bigger than last night, she has to grow up to go to work. Her words, not mine obviously.
Rian, in the bathtub with Kelsie: "Arggh, Kelsie. You're making me cross. Ahh its ok, even though you have a bad 'attitune,' I still love you."
"My body ate all of my ‘sunscream’ up cuz it wants me to get a tan."
Sigh, whatever, Rian.
And finally a prayer from the beginning of our journey over here:
After reading Franklin's Vowels: The Letter O, Short Sounds
"God and Jesus, welcome for my family, welcome we have a great day. So much fun. Please let no fox or hog or dog in my yard. Only a dog if its Maya. Please we can have a log and an otter to come over in my yard. Not a fire, for its hot, can burn my Kels. Welcome for only getting one scratch on my nose when I fell down the stairs. I want a top for Christmas or tomorrow. I had one yesterday."
Long pause.
Me: "Are you done? Say Amen."
Rian, "No, I listening."
Big Sigh.
Longer pause.
Rian, "Ok. Amen. Daddy, leave all the lights on for Maya to come visit, good night."
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
random musings on a radio show line
I heard it said the other day, "kids don't understand class systems." I think, unfortunately, that this is very outdated thinking. They may not understand all the principles of socio-economics, but they get the basics. And they definitely know what they are and where they fit in. Or at least where they want to and don't. Or vice-versa. And sadly, they realize it now more than ever.
Even when I was a kid, we had them and us. Generations before had it, generations to come will have it. For me as a kid in KY, it was BMX vs. 10 speed. We all rode bikes everywhere, and you were one or the other. Most of us NCO kids, with stay at home Moms, had BMX style, single speed bikes. Some Officers kids who would come to our housing area, or kids whose Mom's worked, got the upgraded 10 speed deal. Them, us. We told ourselves, that although ours were PX specials, basic bikes, they were cooler, because we could do tricks and such. Also, they could be dumped into feilds pretty easily while the 10 speed kids were looking for hard enough ground to set their kick stands.
In Germany it became athletes vs non-athletes for me. I was, others weren't. Their wasn't a whole lot of crossover. It had nothing as such to do with economics, but if you were, you became popular, if you weren't, you were background. It wasn't right, and I recall having non-athletic friends, but, truth be told, they were mostly teammates.
Then came TX. I never knew until we moved off base, to TX, that we were "poor." Or so I was told. Granted, I had a stay at home mom and an NCO father who made less serving his country than the ambulance chasers who walked into his ERs scrounging, but I always had what I needed. And wanted for that matter. I honestly can't recall wanting something as a kid and being told no. I know I was though. So whatever it was, my parents were right, it wasn't all that important. And I think, on average, that I "wanted" less than most kids. Some G.I. Joes, some Transformers, baseball cards, and sports equipment. All supplied, done. But in TX, we were in the real world, not on post. So there was a greater diversity in household income levels. And I was, all of a sudden, "poor." Didn't stop me from having a good time. I was still an athlete. Still had lots of friends, friends I maintain to this day. I wouldn't say I was the most popular by far, but I got by. Still made good grades--which I managed to make a moot point by stupid collegiate behavior--and still got scholarship offers.
Along came college ,and I was just a number. No one outside my circle cared enough to make fun of me, pick on me, or anything else. It was a very segregated lifestyle. As someone who grew up interacting with all races on the playing fields and courts, it became extremly apparent to me that college was divided. I was no longer an athlete. As mentioned above, I was stupid enough to waste my intelligence at the start of school. I was a fraternity guy, I was a GDI (blank, blank, Independant.) That was more because I couldn't afford it than anything else. Yet again, I made friends. Had Megan and Leasea not come along, Tim and I may still be sitting on the couch playing NCAA and Tiger Woods, drinking beer. (Dang you ladies!) My friends spanned all sorts of backgrounds, and lifestyles. And shockingly, it broadened my horizons. Go figure.
I think not being one thing really helped me be a lot more. By no longer fitting into a box, I created a circle. A circle of friends and loved ones that I can rely on and go to. Lean on and cry to. Hang out with and fight and make up. While I may not keep up as well as I should sometimes, I can pick right up where I left off with most of them, and I know I have plenty I could go to if I really needed something. And still, they range all different types, lifestyles, backgrounds, income levels, etc. I don't really have a point I guess. Just musings. Ramblings on a line mentioned on a radio show.
I write this as a fortunate one. Someone who is blessed with a wonderful family and friends, a wife with a great job that provides for us and so much more. Someone who has been more places and seen more things than I ever thought I would get to. Who gets to take vacations. Who owns a home, has insurance. Whose daughter has survived serious trauma. Food in my belly. Who is able to contribute to causes. Go to church where, when, and if I want to. Yep. I am a lucky one.
Even when I was a kid, we had them and us. Generations before had it, generations to come will have it. For me as a kid in KY, it was BMX vs. 10 speed. We all rode bikes everywhere, and you were one or the other. Most of us NCO kids, with stay at home Moms, had BMX style, single speed bikes. Some Officers kids who would come to our housing area, or kids whose Mom's worked, got the upgraded 10 speed deal. Them, us. We told ourselves, that although ours were PX specials, basic bikes, they were cooler, because we could do tricks and such. Also, they could be dumped into feilds pretty easily while the 10 speed kids were looking for hard enough ground to set their kick stands.
In Germany it became athletes vs non-athletes for me. I was, others weren't. Their wasn't a whole lot of crossover. It had nothing as such to do with economics, but if you were, you became popular, if you weren't, you were background. It wasn't right, and I recall having non-athletic friends, but, truth be told, they were mostly teammates.
Then came TX. I never knew until we moved off base, to TX, that we were "poor." Or so I was told. Granted, I had a stay at home mom and an NCO father who made less serving his country than the ambulance chasers who walked into his ERs scrounging, but I always had what I needed. And wanted for that matter. I honestly can't recall wanting something as a kid and being told no. I know I was though. So whatever it was, my parents were right, it wasn't all that important. And I think, on average, that I "wanted" less than most kids. Some G.I. Joes, some Transformers, baseball cards, and sports equipment. All supplied, done. But in TX, we were in the real world, not on post. So there was a greater diversity in household income levels. And I was, all of a sudden, "poor." Didn't stop me from having a good time. I was still an athlete. Still had lots of friends, friends I maintain to this day. I wouldn't say I was the most popular by far, but I got by. Still made good grades--which I managed to make a moot point by stupid collegiate behavior--and still got scholarship offers.
Along came college ,and I was just a number. No one outside my circle cared enough to make fun of me, pick on me, or anything else. It was a very segregated lifestyle. As someone who grew up interacting with all races on the playing fields and courts, it became extremly apparent to me that college was divided. I was no longer an athlete. As mentioned above, I was stupid enough to waste my intelligence at the start of school. I was a fraternity guy, I was a GDI (blank, blank, Independant.) That was more because I couldn't afford it than anything else. Yet again, I made friends. Had Megan and Leasea not come along, Tim and I may still be sitting on the couch playing NCAA and Tiger Woods, drinking beer. (Dang you ladies!) My friends spanned all sorts of backgrounds, and lifestyles. And shockingly, it broadened my horizons. Go figure.
I think not being one thing really helped me be a lot more. By no longer fitting into a box, I created a circle. A circle of friends and loved ones that I can rely on and go to. Lean on and cry to. Hang out with and fight and make up. While I may not keep up as well as I should sometimes, I can pick right up where I left off with most of them, and I know I have plenty I could go to if I really needed something. And still, they range all different types, lifestyles, backgrounds, income levels, etc. I don't really have a point I guess. Just musings. Ramblings on a line mentioned on a radio show.
I write this as a fortunate one. Someone who is blessed with a wonderful family and friends, a wife with a great job that provides for us and so much more. Someone who has been more places and seen more things than I ever thought I would get to. Who gets to take vacations. Who owns a home, has insurance. Whose daughter has survived serious trauma. Food in my belly. Who is able to contribute to causes. Go to church where, when, and if I want to. Yep. I am a lucky one.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Lists - Fiction
Lets go for a bit more artsy here. Well depending on your modd I suppose. I, like most people, enjoy a book that I can sort of shut down my brain on, suspend disbelief and have fun with. This list isn't for those books, so apologies to Lee Child, Vince Flynn, James Lee Burke, and so on.
Again in no order, here are some of my favorite novels.
On the Road - Jack Kerouac : This isn't one that appeals to all, but at the time I read it, (3rd year of college) it really set me on fire. I loved the stream of consciousness, the almost manic pace that Kerouac sets forth. It made me wish I was born 40 years earlier just so that I could hitch hike with safety. A really great English Prof helped out too, explaining all the back stories, and even having eat apple pie with ice cream. He probably would have been all for a hitch hiking weekend.
The Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas : Flat out love this. Written, obviously in a much different time, so the wordiness can be a bit much at times, but nothing so bad as approaching Dickens or Hawthorne. Just a little bit of eveything a good story needs; love, action, revenge, humor, redemption, forgiveness. Could easily read all 1800 pages again.
Less than Zero - Bret Easton Ellis : With a thanks to Ben B. for this recommendation as well. This is much like a Cather in the Rye for a later generation. Not quite mine, but much closer. What literary critics saw in C.i.t.R., and I didn't, I saw in this. Very much a lost soul, Clay goes off the deep end with just about every vice, only to realize promise in life and start anew. (possibly, if you like Disney endings, book isn't clear) Good stuff.
A Long Way Down - Nicholas Hornby : If you haven't read any oh N.H.'s stuff, you're missing out. Very clever, witty and varied, he writes many characters with a depth not typically found. To be able in this book, to bounce 4 completely different characters back and forth and not lose any personality is quite impressive. Any of his books are great, so you could try High Fidelity, Fever Pitch, About a Boy, or Slam. I am currently on Juliet, Naked.
A Separate Peace - John Knowles : A story about friends and the subversive feelings between them during a difficult time in history. Two friends, very different, at a boarding school during the Second World War. Gene, returns 15 years after the events unfold and the story is his recollection of his times at the school with Phineus. Real quality and I think it still plays, even though it was written in the 50's about the 40's.
Ok, so there ya go. I am sure at the time I hit post, I will think of others, but...Oh well. This is a varied list, and encompasses, I hope, my varied taste. Enjoy, love to hear yours!
Again in no order, here are some of my favorite novels.
On the Road - Jack Kerouac : This isn't one that appeals to all, but at the time I read it, (3rd year of college) it really set me on fire. I loved the stream of consciousness, the almost manic pace that Kerouac sets forth. It made me wish I was born 40 years earlier just so that I could hitch hike with safety. A really great English Prof helped out too, explaining all the back stories, and even having eat apple pie with ice cream. He probably would have been all for a hitch hiking weekend.
The Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas : Flat out love this. Written, obviously in a much different time, so the wordiness can be a bit much at times, but nothing so bad as approaching Dickens or Hawthorne. Just a little bit of eveything a good story needs; love, action, revenge, humor, redemption, forgiveness. Could easily read all 1800 pages again.
Less than Zero - Bret Easton Ellis : With a thanks to Ben B. for this recommendation as well. This is much like a Cather in the Rye for a later generation. Not quite mine, but much closer. What literary critics saw in C.i.t.R., and I didn't, I saw in this. Very much a lost soul, Clay goes off the deep end with just about every vice, only to realize promise in life and start anew. (possibly, if you like Disney endings, book isn't clear) Good stuff.
A Long Way Down - Nicholas Hornby : If you haven't read any oh N.H.'s stuff, you're missing out. Very clever, witty and varied, he writes many characters with a depth not typically found. To be able in this book, to bounce 4 completely different characters back and forth and not lose any personality is quite impressive. Any of his books are great, so you could try High Fidelity, Fever Pitch, About a Boy, or Slam. I am currently on Juliet, Naked.
A Separate Peace - John Knowles : A story about friends and the subversive feelings between them during a difficult time in history. Two friends, very different, at a boarding school during the Second World War. Gene, returns 15 years after the events unfold and the story is his recollection of his times at the school with Phineus. Real quality and I think it still plays, even though it was written in the 50's about the 40's.
Ok, so there ya go. I am sure at the time I hit post, I will think of others, but...Oh well. This is a varied list, and encompasses, I hope, my varied taste. Enjoy, love to hear yours!
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Lists - Bands
Kinda struggling with the concepts lately. So I am going to go VH1 on you guys and start doing lists. I need some help though. If you read this, either A. post your corresponding list and/or B. suggest a new list. Easy enough right? Ok, so lets get started.
My 5 favorite rock bands. NO, I didn't say the best, I said my favorite. In no real order.
Blue October http://blueoctoberfan.com/splash/index.php Started my journey with these guys at age 19, when they were playing to packed houses of 50 or so at Cafe on the Square in San Marcos. Their latest video? Clips from their worldwide tour and their last two albums have gone platinum. Amazingly heartfelt lyrics. Smart, witty, somber, disturbing; their albums run the full gamut. Musically amazing, rock with a fiddle--enough said. Didn't quite get in on the ground floor, but lets call it the 1st floor.Drawback? Can't listen to them with kids in the car, Justin speaks with colorful meatphors. Favorite track - Wow. Ummmm. Be easier to list the 5 or so I don't like. Try anything you can get your hands on if you can.
Counting Crows http://www.countingcrows.com/ Been a fan of these guys since Mr. Jones. Again, great lyrics. Very poetic. Solid musically as well. Drawback? Adam's voice can tend to the whiny side at times and I find it tough to do too many songs back to back. Favorite track - Round Here, Mrs. Potter's Lullaby, Omaha, Rain King, Anna Begins
Matchbox 20 http://www.matchboxtwenty.com/ Heard these guys in Austin, Freshman year of college at La Zona Rosa, right before the hits started coming. Super catchy, great rock voice on Rob, lyrics that makes sense and tell a story. Drawback? Rob Thomas was always better than the band ,and you knew at some point he was going to move on. Favorite track(s) - Entire first song from first note to last, Rest Stop, Bright Lights, Bed of Lies
Aerosmith http://www.aerosmith.com/ One of the top rock bands in history, I have a more personal reason for liking them; they are one of the first bands my Dad and I agreed on. One of the first presents I gave my him once I was on my own money-wise, were concert tickets for he and I. Was the first of 5 times. Drawback? Sort of one-dimensional. Can be good or bad, but you definitely know what you're gonna get. favorite track(s) - Janie's Got a Gun, Dream On, Amazing, Don't Wanna Miss a Thing
Journey http://www.journeymusic.com/ Okay, give me crap, I don't care. They are all about the rock balland, but I'll be danged if I have a problem with that. Been listening to them as long as I can remember and defending them to most of my generation for just as long. Steve Perry had some of the best pipes, period. They struggled with Augeri, but this new guy is amazing. Drawback? Again, kind of one-dimensional. Favorite track(s) - Lovin, Touchin', Squeezin', Don't Stop Believing, Open Arms, Anyway You Want It
Honorable mention:
DMB http://www.davematthewsband.com/ Some of the best music around. Drawback? Dave's voice at times, live show songs last 15 min each so each band member can have a solo. Favortie tracks - Warehouse (Live), Two Step, All Along the Watchtower (live)
Metallica http://www.metallica.com/ About as hard and fast and good as hard rock can be in my opinion. Drawback? Headaches from headbanging Favorite tracks - One, Sad but True, Enter Sandman, Seek and Destroy, Wherever I May Roam
Okay. So there is my first one. No idea at all how many I will do, I guess some of that depends on you. Enjoy!
My 5 favorite rock bands. NO, I didn't say the best, I said my favorite. In no real order.
Blue October http://blueoctoberfan.com/splash/index.php Started my journey with these guys at age 19, when they were playing to packed houses of 50 or so at Cafe on the Square in San Marcos. Their latest video? Clips from their worldwide tour and their last two albums have gone platinum. Amazingly heartfelt lyrics. Smart, witty, somber, disturbing; their albums run the full gamut. Musically amazing, rock with a fiddle--enough said. Didn't quite get in on the ground floor, but lets call it the 1st floor.Drawback? Can't listen to them with kids in the car, Justin speaks with colorful meatphors. Favorite track - Wow. Ummmm. Be easier to list the 5 or so I don't like. Try anything you can get your hands on if you can.
Counting Crows http://www.countingcrows.com/ Been a fan of these guys since Mr. Jones. Again, great lyrics. Very poetic. Solid musically as well. Drawback? Adam's voice can tend to the whiny side at times and I find it tough to do too many songs back to back. Favorite track - Round Here, Mrs. Potter's Lullaby, Omaha, Rain King, Anna Begins
Matchbox 20 http://www.matchboxtwenty.com/ Heard these guys in Austin, Freshman year of college at La Zona Rosa, right before the hits started coming. Super catchy, great rock voice on Rob, lyrics that makes sense and tell a story. Drawback? Rob Thomas was always better than the band ,and you knew at some point he was going to move on. Favorite track(s) - Entire first song from first note to last, Rest Stop, Bright Lights, Bed of Lies
Aerosmith http://www.aerosmith.com/ One of the top rock bands in history, I have a more personal reason for liking them; they are one of the first bands my Dad and I agreed on. One of the first presents I gave my him once I was on my own money-wise, were concert tickets for he and I. Was the first of 5 times. Drawback? Sort of one-dimensional. Can be good or bad, but you definitely know what you're gonna get. favorite track(s) - Janie's Got a Gun, Dream On, Amazing, Don't Wanna Miss a Thing
Journey http://www.journeymusic.com/ Okay, give me crap, I don't care. They are all about the rock balland, but I'll be danged if I have a problem with that. Been listening to them as long as I can remember and defending them to most of my generation for just as long. Steve Perry had some of the best pipes, period. They struggled with Augeri, but this new guy is amazing. Drawback? Again, kind of one-dimensional. Favorite track(s) - Lovin, Touchin', Squeezin', Don't Stop Believing, Open Arms, Anyway You Want It
Honorable mention:
DMB http://www.davematthewsband.com/ Some of the best music around. Drawback? Dave's voice at times, live show songs last 15 min each so each band member can have a solo. Favortie tracks - Warehouse (Live), Two Step, All Along the Watchtower (live)
Metallica http://www.metallica.com/ About as hard and fast and good as hard rock can be in my opinion. Drawback? Headaches from headbanging Favorite tracks - One, Sad but True, Enter Sandman, Seek and Destroy, Wherever I May Roam
Okay. So there is my first one. No idea at all how many I will do, I guess some of that depends on you. Enjoy!
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Something different
Ok. Something different for me. Most of you know that I used to write, I used to write a lot actually. Between time and family, I have not written until recently when I started this little blog venture. Well it apparently has inspired me to write what I like again as well. My first poem in years, with a bit of a twist. I tried to take more of a lyrical approach to it, which was tough considering I only have the music in my head and no talent to get it out. Anyhow, its in song form.
And I would like to share it. This is also quite strange for me, because it is a personal thing, and I mostly share my work with people who are close to me in 1-1 settings. Apart from college peices, which were assigned and therefore, not as personal. So here is the first rough draft. Still tweaking and tinkering with some words, phrases, cadence, but here it is. Those of you who have known me since mid-college days should recognize what this is.
So I envision, musically, that it would start slow, build to chorus, pick up second stanza, carry through to a slowing second chorus, with a slow-down third stanza, final chorus. Anyhow, I welcome critique as long as it is helpful. And you musical friends--Kelli, Shawn, Larry, Bob, Aaron, UD--feel free to submit music. ;-) Oh, and try not to be too harsh.
When it all began,
right from the start
felt just like a plan
from one to another heart
And time flies when
you're having fun
wish I'd know then
how quickly we'd be done
(Ch. ?)
Endings are hardly ever good
and rarely ever understood
There's only one letter
between bitter and better
Its over all the same
Our forever ended yesterday
Built that wall up brick by brick
Added a gate and a heavy lock
made sure those walls were extra thick
sat back, looked about, took stock
And time drags when
you're broken up inside
wish I'd know then
could've run away to hide
Endings are hardly ever good
and rarely ever understood
There's only one letter
between bitter and better
Its over all the same
My forever ended yesterday
Late night, busy bar, glasses clinking
A quick look, our eyes met, we shared a smile
And amongst the people drinking
We stood and talked for awhile
Long talks, long drives, long walks
brick after brick was scattered around
then came a gift in small box
and with a yes, the last brick came down
Beginnings are full of fun and desire
and require much more after the fire
with a heartfelt letter
you turned bitter to better
What a difference a decade made
My forever started yesterday
Our forever starts everyday.
And I would like to share it. This is also quite strange for me, because it is a personal thing, and I mostly share my work with people who are close to me in 1-1 settings. Apart from college peices, which were assigned and therefore, not as personal. So here is the first rough draft. Still tweaking and tinkering with some words, phrases, cadence, but here it is. Those of you who have known me since mid-college days should recognize what this is.
So I envision, musically, that it would start slow, build to chorus, pick up second stanza, carry through to a slowing second chorus, with a slow-down third stanza, final chorus. Anyhow, I welcome critique as long as it is helpful. And you musical friends--Kelli, Shawn, Larry, Bob, Aaron, UD--feel free to submit music. ;-) Oh, and try not to be too harsh.
When it all began,
right from the start
felt just like a plan
from one to another heart
And time flies when
you're having fun
wish I'd know then
how quickly we'd be done
(Ch. ?)
Endings are hardly ever good
and rarely ever understood
There's only one letter
between bitter and better
Its over all the same
Our forever ended yesterday
Built that wall up brick by brick
Added a gate and a heavy lock
made sure those walls were extra thick
sat back, looked about, took stock
And time drags when
you're broken up inside
wish I'd know then
could've run away to hide
Endings are hardly ever good
and rarely ever understood
There's only one letter
between bitter and better
Its over all the same
My forever ended yesterday
Late night, busy bar, glasses clinking
A quick look, our eyes met, we shared a smile
And amongst the people drinking
We stood and talked for awhile
Long talks, long drives, long walks
brick after brick was scattered around
then came a gift in small box
and with a yes, the last brick came down
Beginnings are full of fun and desire
and require much more after the fire
with a heartfelt letter
you turned bitter to better
What a difference a decade made
My forever started yesterday
Our forever starts everyday.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
ABC's of Blessing's (Parent's version)
So, to continue with yesterday's theme, here is Leasea's, followed by mine. Enjoy
A - asterisk
B - Baylie
C - Chris
D - dogs
E - extras
F - family
G - God
H - home
I - imagination
J - Jesus
K -Kelsie
L - love
M - money
N - noise
O - obstacles
P - passion (woo hoo! lucky me!)
Q - quirkiness
R - Rian
S - salvation
T - today
U - "un-do" button (on the computer, I was hoping she meant real life. Could really market that.)
V - voice
W - water
X - Excel
Y - yearning
Z - zippers
A - Airplanes
B - Baylie
C - Chicago Cubs
D - Dogs
E - eggs
F - Family
G - God
H - Home/house
I - Immaculate conception
J - Leasea's JOB
K - Kelsie-bug
L - love
M - Military
N - naivete
O - origins
P - Parents
Q - quarrels
R - Rian
S - Spring
T - tomorrow
U - unfinished
V - visits
W - wonderment
X - clear X-rays
Y - youth
Z - zest
Some of these may be readily clear as to why they are blessings, others may not. I guess when it comes down to it, for me at least, some of the things that I feel blessed by are things that make me stronger and better. And truth be told, the good things don't always do that. You have to have the bad things, to recognize the good. To grow.
Or to quote one of my favorite recording artists, "you know life would be awfully boring if the good times were all that we had."
And if you aren't my parents, one of my daughters, or my wife, and weren't mentioned by name, don't worry; if you are reading this, you fall under the "F" for family. And you all should know who you are.
Love,
C
A - asterisk
B - Baylie
C - Chris
D - dogs
E - extras
F - family
G - God
H - home
I - imagination
J - Jesus
K -Kelsie
L - love
M - money
N - noise
O - obstacles
P - passion (woo hoo! lucky me!)
Q - quirkiness
R - Rian
S - salvation
T - today
U - "un-do" button (on the computer, I was hoping she meant real life. Could really market that.)
V - voice
W - water
X - Excel
Y - yearning
Z - zippers
A - Airplanes
B - Baylie
C - Chicago Cubs
D - Dogs
E - eggs
F - Family
G - God
H - Home/house
I - Immaculate conception
J - Leasea's JOB
K - Kelsie-bug
L - love
M - Military
N - naivete
O - origins
P - Parents
Q - quarrels
R - Rian
S - Spring
T - tomorrow
U - unfinished
V - visits
W - wonderment
X - clear X-rays
Y - youth
Z - zest
Some of these may be readily clear as to why they are blessings, others may not. I guess when it comes down to it, for me at least, some of the things that I feel blessed by are things that make me stronger and better. And truth be told, the good things don't always do that. You have to have the bad things, to recognize the good. To grow.
Or to quote one of my favorite recording artists, "you know life would be awfully boring if the good times were all that we had."
And if you aren't my parents, one of my daughters, or my wife, and weren't mentioned by name, don't worry; if you are reading this, you fall under the "F" for family. And you all should know who you are.
Love,
C
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
ABC's of Blessings (Kids version)
Thanks Lynz for the idea, fun around the dinner table last night as we came up with these. Rian had to be prompted and suggested letter sounds and words on most, but she came up with some on here own too. Baylie did hers all on her own.
So here goes, free of any of my comments regarding validity or quality:
Rian
A - Angels ("I was angel at school!")
B - Busy Bees ("That's my school!")
C - cats ("We had a cat, didn't we?")
D - Dad
E - eyeballs (came up with this on her own, actually)
F - Flowers
G - God ("God make us all better, don't he?")
H - hills
I - Ice cream
J - jelly
K - Kelsie
L - ladybugs
M - Mouse (got upset when we suggested Mom)
N - Night night dresses
O - ovals (all on her own too)
P - Punching bags (on her own, thanks Nonni for "Kels'" Valentines)
Q - "quack quacks" from ducks
R - rice (on her own)
S - Snail shells (her own)
T - Tia (her own, friend from school)
U - unicorns
V - Valentine's cards ("I made one of those!")
W - watches
X - X-rays ("I had x-rays of my hand!")
Y - yellow
Z - zebras
Baylie
A - animals
B - blood
C - canteloupe
D - dogs
E - eagles
F - fishing rods
G - God
H - house
I - ice cream
J - jam
K - knowledge
L - lanes
M - monkeys
N - needles
O - oceans
P - plans
Q - queens
R - rabbits
S - school
T - trees
U - umbrellas
V - vultures
W - washing machines
X - x-rays
Y - yams
Z - zoos
Mine and Lace's to come!
So here goes, free of any of my comments regarding validity or quality:
Rian
A - Angels ("I was angel at school!")
B - Busy Bees ("That's my school!")
C - cats ("We had a cat, didn't we?")
D - Dad
E - eyeballs (came up with this on her own, actually)
F - Flowers
G - God ("God make us all better, don't he?")
H - hills
I - Ice cream
J - jelly
K - Kelsie
L - ladybugs
M - Mouse (got upset when we suggested Mom)
N - Night night dresses
O - ovals (all on her own too)
P - Punching bags (on her own, thanks Nonni for "Kels'" Valentines)
Q - "quack quacks" from ducks
R - rice (on her own)
S - Snail shells (her own)
T - Tia (her own, friend from school)
U - unicorns
V - Valentine's cards ("I made one of those!")
W - watches
X - X-rays ("I had x-rays of my hand!")
Y - yellow
Z - zebras
Baylie
A - animals
B - blood
C - canteloupe
D - dogs
E - eagles
F - fishing rods
G - God
H - house
I - ice cream
J - jam
K - knowledge
L - lanes
M - monkeys
N - needles
O - oceans
P - plans
Q - queens
R - rabbits
S - school
T - trees
U - umbrellas
V - vultures
W - washing machines
X - x-rays
Y - yams
Z - zoos
Mine and Lace's to come!
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