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Join me in my daily walk through the joys and struggles of parenthood. Share a word of encouragement or be encouraged. Cry a little, laugh a lot, but know it is all in divine order.
Wednesday, December 30, 2015
Monday, December 28, 2015
Muffins with Mom – Whispered words – when a teen speaks
A mother and son moment |
It was the
morning of our annual youth Christmas program at church. I sat on the front pew
with the other Sunday school teachers to assist the kids if they needed
prompting. My teen son arrived at church after I did, since I had to be there
early.
When my son
arrived, he came and sat next to me on the front pew. As I watched the kids
recite their lines, my son leaned in and whispered something to me. In a
muffled tone what I heard was, mumble, mumble, “Mustache is long.”
In a hushed
tone, I repeated what I thought my son said. “Did you say your mustache is
long?”
He smiled at
me and said, “No yours is long.”
I lovingly
elbowed my son in his arm as I clapped for the little girl who had just
finished reciting her lines.
As we left
church, walking side by side, I leaned over and whispered to my son. “When you
decide to marry, may your wife’s mustache be as long as mine.”
My son just
looked at me and said, “Wow.”
Has your
child ever said something awkward in public? How did you respond?
Friday, December 25, 2015
Feel Good Friday - Merry Chrismas
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Unwrap the gift of thankfulness.
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Wordless Wednesday - Gold Wrapping Paper - An Inspirational Christmas Story
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Monday, December 21, 2015
Muffins with Mom – Dashing through the house
Dashing through the house, ready for
visitors on the way,
Planning a meal for them to eat and
games for them to play.
Before my
son arrived home from college for the holiday season, I told him everything was
the same as it was when he left…a mess. He arrived just in time to help prepare
for the family, pre-Christmas dinner.
I waited for
help with game ideas for our dinner, but instead, my teen boys were busy
dashing through the house playing. From another room I heard the bumping,
thumping sounds of WWE Wrestle Mania in my living room. My help had go astray.
I was left on my own to hurry and
scurry,
To hang stockings with care and not
worry.
In just a
couple of days my home will be filled with the laughter and sharing of family
that make the hustle and bustle of the holiday worthwhile. There is always at
least one story that is etched in our memory from the previous year.
Creating
memories is the best part of this time of year. There seems to be a lot of dashing off somewhere. At our house, it’s
dashing off to church, dashing to the store and of course, dashing through the
house in preparation for family.
What are
your plans for the Holiday season? Will you dash around hurriedly with last
minute preparations or relax and enjoy a slower pace?
Wishing you
a happy holiday season!
Friday, December 18, 2015
Fun Friday –Bloopers on the job
Have ever
had anything funny happen to you while at work? It happened to me recently and
it wasn’t the first time.
Before I
begin the story, allow me to give you a little backstory. I have always encouraged
my teen boys to take speech classes and to accept speaking roles. “It’s a good
way to become comfortable speaking at gatherings,” I told them.
My words of
speaking advice for the boys has been threefold…
·
Speak
slowly
·
Speak
clearly
·
Project
your voice
As I made an
attempt to follow my own advice, I fell flat. It happened when I was called
upon to say a few words at a luncheon. Here’s my story.
Holiday Luncheon
It was our
annual Holiday Luncheon for one of our programs at work. There were over 150 people
present. Just before lunch was served, my coordinator asked our public
officials to greet the crowd. Each person gave a few remarks, then returned to
the back of the room, where I also stood.
I had
already circulated throughout the room greeting regular members and welcoming
new faces. It was not my plan to speak at the mic. However, as soon as I popped
a peppermint in my mouth, my coordinator said, “Angie, would you like to say a
few words?”
I quickly
crunched my peppermint as I walked around the maze of tables to the front of
the room. My comments started out with correct grammar, I projected my voice, and
then at some point, my tongue got twisted and did a thing of its own.
When trying
to say Merry Christmas, it came out Murray Crit Mas. And when I tried to
correct myself, I said it the same way again. I explained to the audience that
I really did know how to talk, but my tongue was not cooperating at the moment.
I wished them a Happy Holiday as they
laughed with me.
I had
mastered the art of speaking fluent gibberish.
When I told
my son about my fumbled speaking moment, he shared an embarrassing moment on
his job.
An escalator ride
Going up the down escalator |
My teen son,
Donovan, is working at a department store for the holiday season. He told me
about an episode that happened the other day. He was given the task of
returning a few clothing items from one department to another. This required
taking an escalator ride.
My son
stepped onto the down escalator with his arms loaded with several pair of pants.
About four steps down, he looked back and realized that he’d dropped a pair of
pants at the top of the escalator.
Donovan
turned and attempted to run up the moving steps while they were still moving
downward. He said he felt like he was on an elliptical machine just moving, but
not going anywhere.
A customer
noticed Donovan’s signs of struggle, grabbed the pants from the floor and
tossed them to him. He caught the pants, chuckled and said, “thanks.”
What
bloopers have you experienced recently?
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Wordless Wednesday - Bake Cookies Day
December 18th is celebrated as Bake Cookies Day. Do you have a favorite cookie recipe? I haven't tried these, but they look good.
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No Bake Cookies and Cream Bar |
oatmeal cookies |
shortbread cookies |
chocolate chip cookies |
Monday, December 14, 2015
Muffins with Mom – Reflections-A Letter to God
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If you wrote
a letter to God, what would it include? During my teen years, my brother and I
attended a special “Watch Night” church service with my mom on New Year’s Eve.
We attended a non-denominational church and the service was different than what I was used to at
other churches.
The singing
was quiet, no menagerie of instruments or cymbals, just peaceful songs. The New
Year’s Eve service consisted of singing Let
there be peace on earth, a message from the pastor, then writing a letter
to God.
In writing
our letter to God, we were to list affirmations, positive things we wanted to
see happen in our lives in the coming year. In a way, it was like praying on
paper. You could let your emotions flow as you expressed things you may not
have been ready to verbalize.
We addressed
our letters to ourselves and left them at the church. Six months later the
letter was mailed to us. It was an opportunity to reflect on the direction life
had taken us and see if we had accomplished what we wanted.
When my
teens were younger, I had them write a letter to God. I let them treat it as a
private conversation between them and God. I tucked away their completed letter
for six months then returned it to them.
The boys
were amazed at the things they had included in their letter. Some things had
actually happened others, they still needed to work on. They included things
like-improved grades, better attitude in school, etc.
More than
anything, for my boys, the process of writing down their thoughts helped put
things in perspective. For me, the letter writing process was a way to express
gratitude as well a symbolic representation of my faith.
As this year
comes to a close will you take the time to reflect? What good things have occurred
in your life? What are you looking forward to in the New Year? Put it in a
letter to God.
Friday, December 11, 2015
Don't Worry Be Happy - Six Silly Situations
What do you do to release a little silly after a stressful day? Try laughing. Experts say endorphins from laughter promote a sense of well being and can temporarily relieve pain. Find something that will help you get your giggle on.
Here are my six silly situations where giggles filled the atmosphere.
What have you done to create a little silly? Your challenge for the upcoming week is to create six silly situations or situations that make you giggle.
Here are my six silly situations where giggles filled the atmosphere.
What have you done to create a little silly? Your challenge for the upcoming week is to create six silly situations or situations that make you giggle.
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
Monday, December 7, 2015
Muffins with Mom – In time for Christmas – Holiday Traditions
It’s the
most wonderful time of the year-Christmas. During this time, my family
celebrates the birth of Jesus and we engage in fun, friendship and fellowship.
It’s all a part of our Holiday tradition. What are your Holiday traditions?
Our top
three Holiday traditions are:
1. Decorate the Christmas tree
2. Family dinner at our house
3. Participate in the Sunday school
Christmas program at church
In case you’re
wondering what this looks like at our house, the story begins the day after
Thanksgiving.
Once upon a
Holiday, on a brisk November morning, I asked my teen son to help decorate our
pre-lit Christmas tree. Yes, the tree is one with lights already attached, so
decorating should be pretty simple, right? Wrong, it’s a matter of perspective.
The day
after Thanksgiving is when I like to put up the Christmas tree. This gives me
plenty of time to enjoy the multi-color lights as they illuminate our living
room. When I asked my son to help hang the bulbs and garland, he was less than excited.
He said, “Can we celebrate Kwanzaa instead?”
I kept
hanging bulbs as I replied to my son, “You know, celebrating Kwanzaa is not a
replacement for Christmas. And you still have to help decorate.”
“Oh, never
mind,” he said.
While
decorating the tree was completed in a timely manner, getting my son to hang
the Christmas lights outside was another hurdle. After several days of prodding,
I arrived home to dangling lights hung with care, well almost.
I’m not sure
whether my son carefully hung the lights or just tossed them in the air and
hoped they landed in the right places. However, he managed to complete the job
in time to go to a basketball game at school. It was mission accomplished
according to his teen priorities.
Once upon a
Holiday, on a cozy December night, I received a text from my other son who is
away at school. He said he is scheduled
to work the day of our family Christmas dinner. Hmph. So my options are to have
the dinner without him or reschedule it for a different date. I’m working on
changing the date.
Our final
Christmas tradition, the Sunday school program, is in the planning stage-lines
for the kids to learn, rehearsals to schedule and shopping for goodie bags. And
this will conclude the scheduled traditions-just in time for Christmas. The
only thing left to do after this is to curl up with a good book and do nothing
more.
What are
your family Holiday traditions?
Friday, December 4, 2015
Fun Friday – The lighter side of parenthood
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As a parent,
there is never a dull moment. Some days are more challenging than others. I
encourage you to make an effort to uncover the lighter side of challenging
situations. Here are a few stories from my tool belt of life situations.
Kids and grades
When you ask
your kids about their grades or upcoming tests do they willingly tell you? Mine
don’t. The best way to get information from them is to threaten to show up at
their school, looking like you just got out of bed. And I sleep with a purple
doo rag on my head, tied in the front, looking like Aunt Jemima.
On the drive
to school one morning, when my son was in middle school, I asked him what class
he was going to have a test in next day. He said, “I don’t know.” So I asked, “Well,
what’s going to be on the test?” His response once again was an exasperated, “I
don’t know Ma, energy or something.” I said that’s ok I’ll go inside when we
get to the school and ask your teacher.
He said, “Nooooo,
energy = mass times the weight of….?” So Jr. Einstein did know a little
something.
Aging
I had to
renew my drivers’ license at the Secretary of State office. The clerk had me
read an eye chart. She could clearly see that I was wearing glasses, so why put
me through the torture of squinting and trying to read those little letters?
But she did.
I pressed my
forehead against the desk top machine and tried to adjust my eyes in the
appropriate lenses (glasses on). The letters were fading in an out and looked
like they were floating. I read them aloud very slowly, A….E…no, B. She stopped
me and said, “thank you.”
She took out
her industrial sized stamper and stamped my paper work. When I looked at the
paper, the large red words read, CORRECTIVE LENSES. I could have just told her
that I need my glasses to drive.
Weight Challenges
My forty
something year old brother maintains a workout regimen in an effort to hold
onto his youthful muscular body (hehe-good luck with that one). On his way to
the gym one morning, he grabbed his workout shirt from the closet and headed
out.
Once at the
gym, my brother changed into his workout shirt, a compression shirt. I would
consider a compression shirt along the same lines as Spanx for women. He hadn’t
worn the shirt in a while and forgot how it fit.
My brother
described the scene to me. He popped his head through the neck of the shirt
like a turtle, then struggled to push his arms through each hole. He wrestled
to pull the rest of the shirt over his chest and stomach.
Finally, the
compression shirt was in place and was doing its job…compressing his
overflowing areas. Success was achieved, my brother had on his man girdle. I
welcomed him to the world trying to camouflage your weight.
What funny
situations have you experienced lately?
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Words of Wisdom – Two Traveling Angels
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Below is a story I came across while
surfing the web…be inspired.
Two traveling angels stopped to spend the
night in the home of a wealthy family.
The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion’s guest room.
Instead, the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.
As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it.
When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, “Things aren’t always what they seem.”
The next night, the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife.
After sharing what little food they had, the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night’s rest.
When the sun came up the next morning, the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears.
Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole source of income, lay dead in the field.
The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel,
“How could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him!” She accused, “The second family had little, but was willing to share everything…and you let the cow die!”
“Things aren’t always what they seem,” the older angel replied.
“When I stayed in the basement of that mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and was unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn’t find it.
Then last night, as we slept in the farmer’s bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Like I said, things aren’t always what they seem.”
The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion’s guest room.
Instead, the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.
As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it.
When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, “Things aren’t always what they seem.”
The next night, the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife.
After sharing what little food they had, the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night’s rest.
When the sun came up the next morning, the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears.
Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole source of income, lay dead in the field.
The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel,
“How could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him!” She accused, “The second family had little, but was willing to share everything…and you let the cow die!”
“Things aren’t always what they seem,” the older angel replied.
“When I stayed in the basement of that mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and was unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn’t find it.
Then last night, as we slept in the farmer’s bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Like I said, things aren’t always what they seem.”
The moral of the story: If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage. You just might not know it until sometime later!
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