I'm in the grocery store parking lot and I see this smoking red hot car pull  s l o w l e y  into a handicapped parking slot narrowly missing the "No parking"   fire zone concrete barricades, as I'm thinking, "Geese, some people!  Young people parking in the slot for our handicapped citizens, how lazy!

And while I continued parking my own car "Christine",who by the way is rusting out really badly on one side and the stupid battery light is now permanently stuck on, but then so what, so is the emergency brake light and some other kind of warning light , I forget which one (Ever hear the one about the car who cried wolf ?) but I know at some point in the near future the ol' gal is gonna screw me over big time.

(I hope it's not snowing at the time Lord. I have a feeling that all of those "Nature Hiking" sessions with my activity director are gonna pay off!)

Anyway who should appear from the bright  red sleigh red hot car a month too early  but a jolly ol'  fat man about 80 years old and who probably goes by the name of Junior, talk about a visual let down, but then he had a let down as well when he tried to escape the snug steering column and twist ever so slowly with the drivers door fully extended open as far as possible to provide more radius turning for his legs and girth. Afterwards  he sat there in his seat  for a moment to catch his breath or perhaps he was looking for his walker- not sure which, as I thought to myself in a melodic tone inside of my head..... "~Someones ~ over ~compensaaaaating ~ ~ ~"  I figured he probably has a really small personality  yet he still likes to hang with smokin' hot hip friends  friends with hip fractures but he's gonna have a rude awakening if  he finds out  the economy turns bad and he recognizes - to his great sorrow,  his  immature purchase was  made during a moment  of youthful indiscretion. What self respecting adult  plays with kids toys anyway and besides who's gonna help his cougar girlfriend outta the car not to mention that there wasn't any room for her "Jazzy" scooter?
Dang, life is complicated.

Okay so add forty years and forty pounds to the photo of the man above and I'd say I nailed his look. Isn't it funny how the human

brain sometimes doesn't recognize whats going on with the rest of the body -  It's called denial.

Our little boy was visibly upset after he spotted a man without a leg while we were out in public and he turned to me and said, "That man without a leg scares me."  To which I quickly replied, "Knock it off, everyone is broken in some way, only most of the time you don't actually get to see where." But then I realized, oopsie,  that was probably way over his head, and I wasn't being very compassionate nor did my comment  showcase my best parenting skills so I said, "Well, what if Nate - you like Nate right, (He's Ana's boyfriend.) lost a leg in some ice skating mishap wouldn't you still like him?"

To which my little boy replied,"No ....... not very much." 

Translation for blogging pirates is as follows-

Ahoy, our little boy was 'isibly upset after he spotted a man with ye ol' peg leg
while out in public last week. He turned t' me and said, "That man scares me because he only has one leg. Arrr, t' which Me quickly replied, "Knock it off,  Aye, e'eryone is broken
- (A pence for an old man o'de sea?)
Arrr, only most o' the time you don't actually get t' see whar." Gar, Where can I find a bottle o'rum? Ahoy, but then Me realized, oopsie, that was probably way o'er his head Gar, and I wasn't be-in' 'ery compassionate
Aye, nor did my comment showcase my best parentin' skills so I said , "Well, what if Nate - you like Nate Aye,  lost a leg in some ice skatin' mishap wouldn't you still like him?  t' which my son replied,
"No.......  not 'ery much." Aye, me parrot concurs.

*I suggest that maybe a certain somebody should avoid the ice rink this winter and eye patches, however toting around talking birds would be a real plus!

Everlasting love.

I wonder where the kids put our "Bedazzler" ?

I'd look awesome in a jacket like his.

Isn't it cool that Gods love for us is continual and everlasting?

 I love that he's not emotional but constant and more merciful than I can grasp.

I wonder if Christ is bedazzled.

If your having trouble finding that special girl maybe you should try a different hair gel.

Disclaimer; these boys are really naughty, but the clean stuff that they say cracks me up.

Vince said that he's in the mood for some sweet treats - again.

Now I understand why he never gets full - he's practicing moderation.

Maybe you would enjoy a salad too !

Modern Day Mortifications - Day 4

I am on the far right, Paul is in the middle , and our Joseph is in front of us.

He looks old for his age - He's five.

My dear husband has to help me dress - 'cause I've only got one good arm.

But the worst part is what I have to wear if he's at work - my "crock shoes", and my white elastic waist skirt , and you know it's not even "Labor day" yet.

Say what?

Two women told me last Sunday , that I was an "over achiever" on two separate occasions.

How should I have responded to a comment like that.

Do I say thank you , or do I say I am sorry , and that I will try to do better?

Was it a compliment or a put down- like your making us look bad ,

knock it off, and we hate you.

I am on the fence.

I didn't know what to say to either person.

Can I put "over achiever" on my resume when I apply at at McDonald's?

Can I get a reference?

I have to go now. I am going to our kitchen to make some "home-made" eggnog, with fresh ground nutmeg. It's awesome :)

One of my favorite songs- Peter Gabriel, "In Your eyes"

Dear God,three quick questions,

1) How do you see me? No it's not about how other people feel about me. I don't care.
I know you that love me so I don't need affirmation. Just simply put "how do you see me?" "What is your opinion of me?" If I were your employee God- what would my evaluation look like at this point? You know- job rating. :)

2) What do you want from me? I need to make some changes. What do you have in store for me? I have to help my family, and I am not sure how to go about doing that. Hey, wasn't it funny God when my dear neighbor said to me- "when your ready to go to work Belinda, I can help you with contract negotiations." I almost died laughing , I said "they have contract negotiations at McDonald's?
I bet you Laughed too God.

3) Have you noticed how wonderful my husband is ,and has always been , and how hard he has worked for our survival? Please renew his strength , faith ,and spirit, and give him some direction. We are both needing a little guidance here. It would sorta be like hitting our "refresh" button. Yeah! refresh us Holy Spirit.
Thanks God I Love you , Belinda

This post sounds like one of those sick twisted friendship wanted ads in the "Special" section of the newspaper.

I like pink clothes, makeup,and soft sweaters.I never ever carry a purse , not since 7th grade. I hate to be vulnerable. I think high heels are stupid too. What a dumb idea - walking around, on your tip toes. Gosh, I want to be able to run if necessary.
You've all seen the movies where during a crisis run(from a zombie, ghost,or maybe a few KGB agents, *fill in the blank here) ,a woman will fall, and you yell at the T.V. screen..... geese lady -your a real pain in the ass! Get up!
You all know what I am talking about. I always thought.........Leave her, she's not prepared for squat!!! Besides maybe the pursuers would then have some sort of level of satisfaction....


But in real life I would risk my life for you ,especially if your very small, and unborn. AND in a teeny-tiny heart beat too.

Ah, blogging back in the good ol' days.

When I view my blog , I am suprised that there seems to be no order- only chaotic thoughts going full speed ahead ,and in different directions. I guess that's how my life really is- I am pulled in many different directions ,and all at once.
Thoughts of God, family ,art, history, science, food, music,(limited news now) it's just all swirling around in there, and it's not in any sort of pattern or specific order. This blog has mimicked flashes, images, and ideas that I am continually sorting through. I sort of just bow ,and bend with the wind, going where I feel and in no particular direction for long. I have always been this way.

Oh, I just figured it out, I am a woman, I multi-task, and I can now visually see that.
On paper my brain just looks crazy to me.

There's no place like home.

Wow, a whole new world has opened up to me. With new possibilities , all of which make no money. I sure have enjoyed blogging, just like that other girl from Kansas .It's been a relief from all of the "Munchkin " drama. A few witches have crossed my path too.

Even so, I will continue to look for a brain.

How do you like your slurpee?

I just filled up my mini van with gas. The same mini van that I am continually misplacing in parking lots. It doesn't help that the car is the same color as the pavement. I always put a kid in charge of remembering where I parked it. My idea works out fine unless the children are smacking each other around , and are not paying attention to me. Which is usually the case.

I schizophrenically digress..... so I fill up my car ,and it cost $2.19 per gallon. (don't start sweating, it isn't going to be one of those math word problems here)

And I say out loud "thanks , God!" Slurpee's for everyone!!!

If oil prices continue to go down ,then those Saudi boys are going to have to get real jobs where they actually break a sweat , instead of just sucking their wealth from the ground. Now my next thought was ,"how low can it go?"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JkY7mX38YzI

Watch Mr.Terry, over at Abby roads do the limbo, he is amazing, simply breath taking ,and super agile too. Watch him here with a couple of his nice Catholic blogger buddies.

I like the Perry brothers.

Variety is good, I wonder if any of these nice boys are Catholic ?