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What’s your sign?

I love Pinterest. In fact, it is one of my great stress relievers to spend an hour by myself “pinning”. I have to make a set time and time limit; otherwise it would easily, and has at times, become an unhealthy obsession and time-stealer. In some instances, the ideas shared there have been a great help to me in one way or another.

One of my favorite ideas are the wonderful quotes, funny quips, etc. that end up on signs to be hung about the home. It occurred to me how the selection of one of these signs could reveal so much about the occupants of the home. And how much time I take thinking if something really applies to our clan or not.

I love the signs that tell about the family personality. You know the ones that start, “In this family we…” fill in the blanks. Maybe these things are aspirations rather than hard fast habits by all the members, but I’ve yet to find one that really describes my family. In some ways, writing a description that is both accurate and mostly positive seems untruthful. So, I won’t. I refuse. As heart-warming as the signs are, providing only the positive without the negative describe only one half of the family’s personality. So what if I wrote a truthful sign, regardless of what perceived negative attributes come spewing forth? Could it at least make people smile (or probably laugh) even if it didn’t cause that lovely mushy feeling that most do? Hmm….let’s see. Here is my attempt.

In this family we:

Have too much estrogen for four walls
Encourage Dad to go fishing to preserve his manhood and sanity
Share the chores, but still leave dinner dishes often until the next day
Photobomb
Laugh, and laugh, and laugh
Cry
Talk about God
Talk to God
SING together in the car and solo in the shower
Opine loudly and zealously to the guests on Fox News
Argue/Bicker with each other
Learn
Love
Have tickle fights and horseplay
Get mad
Make up
Enjoy Food (too much)
Dream for the future
Encourage service to others
Try to be real
Laugh at flatulence
Pick on each other mercilessly, at times
Love NASCAR
Exercise our 2nd amendment right
Converse with the dogs as if they are people
Attempt patience and forgiveness
Need to exercise more
Read, paint, draw and do crafts
Pluck each other’s eyebrows and chin/ear hairs
Give fashion advice
Are mostly unorganized
Hate Algebra (all of us)
Stick together

So that’s our family, what about yours?

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“I Hate Man Colds!”

(Written late at night a few days ago.)

Someone tweeted this the other day (see title) , and I had to laugh. It had to be wife. How do I know? Because I too hate them….along with “man”opause , “man”struation, and masculine itching. I intimately identify with the tongue in cheek idiom, “sick as a man”. I’ve been there. At the moment, I am there. I have to laugh (alone in the laundry room) or I may just cry.

As I write this, my husband snores blissfully following his dose of Nyquil. Not a care in the world. The first time in days, he’s not experiencing the certainty of imminent demise from a nasty super-cold, that has thumbed its nose at steroids AND antibiotics. I giggle… the cabin fever, combined with my ardent wishing that he’ll feel better enough in the morning to get out of my hair and go back to work, has finally gotten to me.

On a serious note, you need to know that I love my husband with every sinew of my heart. I have loved him from the minute he flashed his baby-blues and dimpled smile at me. Be still my heart…I still smile involuntarily when I think about that memory. I have believed whole-heartedly in my vows for nearly twenty years now, and tried earnestly to love (as an action, not just an emotion) during this time.

If I really let my mind go to a darker place in the future, I know one day one of us will deal with the loss of the other. That has become a painful reality this summer as we grieved with at least four different families dear to us who lost a loved one… three husbands passing and one wife. And I can say I have true empathy for them. It really is heartbreaking. Regardless of the bitter sting of separation caused by death, I am grateful for the existence of marriage, created by a loving God who didn’t want his children to be lonely.

So, today I’m taking the opportunity the Lord has granted me to exercise my vows and my patience muscle. I have to say, tonight it’s a little weak . Sleep deprivation caused by his loud coughing, phlegm clearing (a skill I have never adequately mastered myself) and my own bout with the same bug has left me light-headed and laughing. So, methinks sleep is probably the best solution. I’ll worry about tomorrow when it gets here and be thankful for the partner I’ve been blessed with — man cold and all.

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In the Beginning was the Blog Name

Funny blog name?  Did you laugh?  Did you have an emotional reaction? So many things could be wrong with the title.  Memoirs?  Well, it’s a blog not really an autobiography, although  it is about my life.  But, while I’ll be sharing my memories and experiences, it will also include unsolicited advice and, most assuredly,  my own opinions about a few things.

 Ok…next word, “lazy”.  This is sarcasm… and yet,  I have “mommy guilt”.  Yes, you know what that is if you’re a mother.  No matter how much or how little I do, it’s not enough.  It won’t ever be enough, regardless of how hard I try.  So, some days I give up and let myself off the hook for a little while because I know at some point the guilt may very well motivate me to try a little harder next time.  And the cycle will continue.  I figure, that it will pretty much be even in the end. 

The final term, “housewife”, has of late experienced a metamorphosis of sorts in today’s culture.  Coming out from behind the veil of un-Pc-ness (I know, I’m such a cringe-worthy wordsmith), no longer does the word evoke images of June Clever in her perfect dress, starched apron, high heels, and pearls vacuuming her immaculate, dust free house.  No, it’s become synonymous with wealthy or kept,  possession obsessed, mostly moral-less women, who may or may not be married, and really don’t have the first idea about real housework or parenting that is unassisted by nannies and school masters.   They are, however, excellent at gossiping and fighting with the other women in their social circles about inane subject matter.

These two images are courtesy of Hollywood.  Neither is accurate with regard to the term.  Neither is helpful to real women (not reality-tv women) or their families.  Neither is the goal of most women, whether working for a paycheck outside of the home, or working for personal satisfaction inside the home.  Like most everything, the truth is somewhere between the two extremes. 

For me, I have very simple goals for which I continue to strive.  I haven’t achieved them.  Like I said before, I probably will never achieve them.  But I believe, they are worthy of my time, that I can occasionally give myself a break for not hitting every mark every time, and that these goals are probably shared in common with most women. 

                So with these ramblings in mind, I begin my blogging journey.  I hope you’ll find enjoyment, comedy, comfort,  and a little something to make your life easier occasionally! 

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