Monday, November 10, 2008

Ode to the Negative

I remember my mom used to have this book that was titled, "If life is a bowl of cherries, why I am always in the pits?" As a child I just thought it was funny. As an adult I must say I have wondered about this myself. It seems that especially on the blog or in the scrapbook it is all about the positive when really much of life is spent in the negative. So here is my ode to the negative or in other words I am going to vent:
My mom is sick, my dad is sad
My messy house just makes me mad
My kids all whine and moan and fight
I worry, can I raise them right?
The dog just sheds and sheds some more
could there be more dog hair on the floor?
The yard needs plants and rocks and trees
all in and done before the freeze.
My skinny jeans are still too tight
that @#$^* scale just can't be right.
Christmas is coming what a joy
I have to find the perfect toy
and do the cards and bake the food
and clean the house, then be in a good mood.
The state of the nation has got me down
the election, the market all make me frown.
Where are the cherries in all of these pits?
like you've never thrown one of these fits.
I know, I know my life is good
I should be grateful, I should, I should
But sometimes you need to vent
and then you can go back to being content.


Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Halloween








I know I am a big blog slacker. It has been several months since my last post and really a lot has happened so here is the quick list: school started for the girls, there was a big, bad hurricane, there were a few families emergencies, I got older (much older) and then it was fall. It is hard to believe that fall is here. The weather has been absolutely gorgeous. People who say the weather is bad in Texas have not been to Cypress in October. We have had a great month of playing in the cul de sac, riding bikes, doing yard projects, and watching soccer games. The girls had a great Halloween. It was a fun day at school with a PE sponsored carnival and then trick-or-treating and dinner with friends.