12.24.2012

May your days be merry and bright...


Christmas is here...be sure to stop and enjoy the moments....

~ SING....really....do it....sing...or at the very least turn up the Christmas carols...

~ hug someone TIGHT...

~ eat a decorated cookie, (they are magical) a piece of fudge OR handfuls of Gram's Chex Mix

~ play a game...euchre anyone? I'd rather play UNO or better yet, Spite and Malice

~ Laugh...laugh LOUD...the belly kinda laugh...it is infectious

~ dance a little OR a lot...even if it feels awkward...DO IT you know you want to...

~ take a nap

~ relish some kisses under the mistletoe

~ Our favorite cafe' has Figgy Pudding...have you ever had it? Have some!




Have a blessed and Merry Christmas dear ones.
Thanks for visiting so faithfully here at The Glen.




12.19.2012

Say NO to Road Rage

I pulled out onto our empty rural highway and quickly picked up speed to about 60 headed to run some Christmas errands. I glanced up in my rearview mirror to see a small 4x4 truck come over the hill at HIGH speed. It was closing in on me at a speed I could not begin to guess...okay...I WILL guess...WARP 1,000,0000.

As the lady realized that she could not pass me she began to lay on her horn....not once...not twice but over and over. I live in the country...narrow, winding roads...NOT many opportunities to pass and add on top of that an occasional piece of farm equipment inching along. 

Because the lady was literally feet from my back bumper I could CLEARLY see her face. She was SCREAMING obscenities, her face red and contorted...her arms were flailing violently and she would, on occasion, POUND the steering wheel.

I began to worry she would lose control of her car.

In the meantime I had come up behind a line of cars and the line had slowed down to about 35mph. This proved only to infuriate her further...and the violent display continued...after my initial shock I began to wish I could video tape this wild display of temper tantrum. No toddler I have ever seen could have out done her performance.

Then as soon as it began, it was OVER. I turned right. She drove by screaming and laying on the horn moving up close to her next victim who happened to be in the line in front of me.

And then I thought, Life is TOO short.

There is NO WHERE I need to be that is WORTH that kind of display.

Life, is just TOO short.   

ENJOY EACH MOMENT.



We lost our Sweet Salem today to the same road this lady was raging on...a sad day for us. This is one of the first photos we took of our little fur baby. I have to tell the kiddos when I pick them up from school today. Remind me again of WHY we have pets?

 

   

12.17.2012

Various and Sundry at The Glen


A great date is coffee and perusing the books at one of our many bookstores...imagine my pure pleasure to find a book of LISTS!


On a walk in the village...a little construction under way...do they not know that eight year old boys see this as an  invitation? 


I followed this car out of our village. It reads, "Don't buy these junk cars." I got a chuckle outta that.


Mailboxes take a beating...we laugh as people try very hard to put up solid "snow plow proof" and "rowdy teen boys with baseball bats proof" boxes!  This one may survive.


Squint real hard on this (I make NO CLAIM to be a good photographer) I came out to close my trunk and these two furry felines had taken up residence in the warm dash of the limo.



With the holidays quickly approaching I have to admit my LOVE for appetizer-like foods! Oh my!
What is your favorite holiday treat??

12.10.2012

Deepest fears...


Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people don't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. 

Marianne Williamson
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