My Peacefully Chaotic Life

A conversation came up yesterday and I shared this with my oldest son. It is certainly true in the South but I would suspect it is universal when dealing with people. *Don't mistake someone having good manners and courtesy for them actually liking you. *By the same token, don't assume that because someone doesn't practice good manners and courtesy that they don't love you to death. Think on it....I guarantee some folks will come to mind! ;)

Are you fulfilled? That can be a loaded question in today's world. It can mean different things to different people. I believe Satan loves to see people feel dragged down, depressed, and unfulfilled. When we succumb to to those feelings it brings with it a lack of contentment and a feeling of being dissatisfied. It causes us to lose focus and drift from one thing to another searching for our fulfillment. Unfortunately it often causes people to pass judgement on one another. One secretly feels unsatisfied with what they are doing. So deep down they think maybe it will make them feel better if they tear you down for your choices. You have a nagging feeling you could be happier "if only" and it so happens they are living that life so you join in on ripping them to shreds. Yet none of that adds to your fulfillment. Yesterday a friend and I had a conversation and it led into the subject of SAHM vs. working moms. She wasn't sure if she could be fulfilled being at home all t...

Blogger has been giving me a little trouble lately so I haven't been able to post. It's straightened out now so here I am. Life has been full, even without blogging. The little man's ear infection cleared up only to have the other ear start giving him problems. So he has been more clingy than normal and, if it were possible, even more finicky at mealtime! Speaking of meals, the element on our oven shorted out the other night just as I was about to bake a pan of cornbread. My handy, dandy husband not only baked it outside on the grill but he also repaired the oven. It was only a matter of days without it but I was surprised to realize how often the oven is used. I had to rethink all of my meal plans. When we were first married we rented a furnished little singlewide for a short time. It had no stove so I cooked everything using a crockpot, a waffle iron or an electric skillet! As a newlywed, I was just happy to "play house." I just did with what I had, bright orang...

This week's menu ... MONDAY Bought groceries and ate at a little hole-in-the-wall Mexican place TUESDAY Cheeseburger Macaroni Salad French Garlic Bread WEDNESDAY Chicken Fingers Green Beans Mashed Potatoes Cornbread THURSDAY Liver W/ gravy and onions (I know but hubby likes it occasionally) French Fries Leftover beans and cornbread (pizza for the kids - I try to encourage them to eat what I cook but everything has limits!) FRIDAY Hmmmm.... good question! I know I had something planned but I don't honestly remember what it was LOL Guess I better be checking on that... SATURDAY Birthday party and football party to attend so there's BBQ in the freezer if anyone is hungry after all that SUNDAY Chicken fried cubed steak w/ country gravy rice fresh crowder peas salad

My little guy has been very busy today. He has discovered how to open several doors. And shut them. Repeatedly. He has learned to pull the chairs out from the kitchen table. And how to climb up in them to sit down. And how to use them to climb onto the kitchen table. He has learned to climb to the top of the playpen where he hovers precariously, unable to get up or down. He has learned to climb on top of the toilet. I think he has his eye on the top of the cabinet that sits above the commode. He has learned that the pretty balls on the tree shatter into tiny pieces when you throw them. Well, it's happened 3 times with 5 casualties so let's hope he has learned! He has learned how to climb up in the desk chair and attempts to type or use the mouse on the computer. He has also figured out that he can psyche us out by grabbing the ornaments on the tree, then as we are putting them back on the tree he makes a beeline for the computer. He sat down this morning and shared LadyBug'...

Who are the people that you look down on? "Well, no one!" you say. But if you were really honest with yourself is that the true answer? How often do we look down our noses at someone, never thinking about the advantages we have been given which perhaps they were not? Do you put people into "classes" in your mind? Well, this one is just a factory worker, this one went to community college, he went to Harvard, that one has a masters, she's just a waitress, .....and the list goes one. Can I just break something to you? Those things don't make the person! And if the money is the thing you just can't get past, then you need to realize that factory worker or mechanic or garbage man may be making more money that some people with a college education. I'm not just talking financial advantages either. There are other things in life that shape who we are in a much more pinpointed way than money. There's home life, friendships, extended family, church family...

Yep, we got it. At least part of the family anyway. I think it all started when The GuitarMan came home from Chorale Tour sick with it. I suppose there are worse things to remember New Orleans by! It didn't necessarily come from there though as they had quite a few stops, stayed in hotels and other than taking turns riding in the Suburban with the professor, they were all cooped up together on the bus. So there's no telling. As for our house, there is no way to NOT be together LOL so it is bound to make it's way through. Even LadyBug is having another bout with it. I say another because she already had a mild case of it. FlowerChild seems to be responding to her antibiotic, however she is soooo grouchy! Cornbread is on a milder dose of the same antibiotic as his infection was only in one ear. He is still so sick. I think if I don't see some major improvement by Monday he may need to see the pediatrician again. We did manage to get our Christmas tree up. It is so pr...