friday fill-in

1. Frozen yogurt is my favorite summertime treat.

2. My favorite John Hughes movies is Planes, Trains, and Automobiles.

3. My granddaughter’s sweet little head is something I love to touch.

4. The full moon looked really cool last night, very Twilight!

5. I am looking down at my poofy tummy and thinking maybe I should lay off that frozen yogurt right now.

6. When daylight fades I usually fade too.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to music in the park, tomorrow my plans include getting a new DVR box for the TV and Sunday, I want to have lunch at the Penn Grill then watch Jake (our friend’s black lab) go for an enthusiastic swim in our pool!

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PhotoHunt Saturday: Lock

This is the group shot from my mom and dad’s 5oth Wedding Anniversary party in June 2006. It was the kind of day I knew that I needed to savor, to lock away in my memory forever because things were about to change for my family. I don’t know how I knew this, I suppose as we get older and our parents age it’s a given. Yet, it was more than that. I remember that the air itself had a golden glow that afternoon. My parent’s four children were together as we rarely are, most of their grandchildren too. But as great as the day was, there was also something very fragile about it. It felt like we were on top of a hill looking back at our life as a family, ending a chapter and about to turn the page. I wanted it to be the perfect day for my parents because deep down in my heart I knew as if someone had whispered it in my ear, that their perfect days together were quickly winding down. The following winter my mother’s health began to noticeably decline, and by May we began the rounds of doctor appointments and hospital stays that marked the last difficult fifteen months of her life. Memory can be a wonderful thing, binding us to our past, but only if we lock in those pages filled with joy and let the sorrows go.

PhotoHunt Saturday

friday fill-in

friday fill in

I’m participating in a new (for me) Friday blog meme today, Friday Fill-ins. Blog memes are fun because as well as giving you inspiration for posts, you also get to meet other bloggers who are playing along. So this one is pretty self explanatory. The host gives you a list of blanks and you fill them in, so here I go…

1. It’s cold and…rainy this week and my newly planted flowers are loving it!

2. Every summer I look forward to sliced mozzarella cheese layered with garden fresh…tomatoes.

3. My favorite health and beauty product is…the next magic (overpriced) facial lotion I will try that is supposed to erase wrinkles and roll back the clock!

4. I love grabbing my camera and my hubby and going for…a nice long ride.

5. Well, first of all…if you’ve never even watched Dancing with the Stars you shouldn’t knock it!

6. Bob Saget, my husband, a huge mansion on the beach;…those were the cast of characters in a recent dream and it was…life altering.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to chillin’ with Doug, tomorrow my plans include…a wedding shower, dinner with friends, then watching the Wings beat the Penguins and Sunday, I want to…watch the Wings do it again!

teaser tuesday

oldpeoplekissingI’m participating in a Tuesday book meme this week where you open the book you’re reading to a random page and share two lines. I just started reading the Pulitzer Prize winning book, Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout. I opened the book to page 127 and spotted these two sentences: They weren’t young anymore, this was the thing. They kept telling each other as though they couldn’t believe it. Those lines struck me as pretty funny because my husband and I often do the same thing. He’ll complain about some misbehaving aging body part (on himself, he knows better than to notice or point out mine!) and then we’ll comment on how old we’re getting. This exchange is usually followed by shrugs and one of us saying rather Zen-like, “Well, what’s the alternative?”  And no, that is not me and Mr. bookbabie in the photo smooching, but hopefully it will be someday! Click on brown box below to see what others are reading at Teaser Tuesday…

6 words to grace and back

Elizabeth Minkel at Smith Magazine recently wrote a nice article about their 6 word memoir book and the meme I started. It’s been a blast for me to follow the meme as it rippled its way across the vastness of the blogosphere. I’ve mostly read and commented on the memes that linked directly back to my original post because it would be impossible to google and read every single blog that has played! I thought it was time to do my own random list of some of the bloggers who played the meme, so here we go…

The very first to play, Melynn: A work in progress, be patient.

Fighting Windmills: Just six, can’t I have seven?

Julia: Can I be a cynical optimist?

Seabrooke: From deep within, a quiet song.

Phil: Looking at others looking at me.

Carol: I have become mother and daughter.

Dave: A migration never limited by horizon.

BustedBabyMaker: I cried. But new smiles awaited.

Zack (the 5 word rebel): Help people. Be useful. Improve.

Adam: Being active outdoors justifies fried food.

Lisa: Searching for happiness in ordinary moments.

Lori: An imperfect soul;observing God’s fingerprints.

Brent (another rebel): A cult of multiple personalties.

Kerri: I don’t know, but I’ll try.

Stephanie: Just let me finish this chapter!

This is obviously a very short list of people who have embraced the 6 word memoir meme, however, I want to take a moment to thank everyone who has played so far. I’ve traveled far and wide tracking the meme as it left its memeprint on mom blogs, birder blogs, photography and book blogs. I’ve read the blogs of those dealing with health issues, the trials and joys of home schooling children, and the trials and heartbreak of those struggling with infertility. I’ve read angry, funny, sad, and hopeful memoirs, but the one thing they all have in common is that they all offer a six word glimpse into that messy, lovely, vibrant, indomitable, grace filled thing we call the human spirit.

6 word memoir meme

As I read yet another book review of a memoir this weekend, my husband told me that I should write one. I said that my story would be much too short and rather boring so when I ran across the following book I decided it was just my speed. A six word memoir! Written by Larry Smith and Rachel Fershleiser, Not Quite What I was Planning: Six Word Memoirs by Writers Famous and Obscure is a compilation based on the story that Hemingway once bet ten dollars that he could sum up his life in six words. His words were- For Sale: baby shoes, never worn. There’s a video on Amazon with examples from the book, it sounds like a fun read! I’d like to start a six word memoir meme and here are the rules:

1. Write your own six word memoir

2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like

3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post and to this original post if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere

4 .Tag five more blogs with links

5. And don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play!

It was actually a lot more difficult that I thought it would be, but here’s mine…

This too shall pass, I hope.

I tag Melynn at Breathing Easy, Sandy at My Inner Edge, Lisa at Books on the Brain, Janie at Ragamuffins, and Fighting Windmills.

If you haven’t been tagged but would like to participate go ahead and copy and paste this post to initiate your own string of the game, or post a comment with your 6 word memoir and I’ll post them later:)

**Blonde Momentos added a link to Smith Magazine on her memoir post where you can go and leave your memoir, they are collecting them for book #2!

freaky friday

You’ve probably seen this in e-mails and on blogs before, but I still get a kick out of these jumbled paragraphs…

I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. Bcuease of the phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid it dseno’t mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? Who nedes selpl cehck if we can raed cazry siht lkie tihs? You can mkae yuor own jmulbed txet by clikincg hree. The kooky letters are from Spell with Flickr.

123…just be free



1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people. (I think every book blogger I know has already been tagged with this one!)

I’ve been tagged by Fighting Windmills and Books on the Brain with the page 123 book meme. My teetering To-Be-Read pile had a copy of The Untethered Soul, by Micheal Singer in it and these are the sentences I found on page 123: You see that you’re too self-conscious to freely express yourself. You see that you have to stay on top of everything in order to be okay. Why?

Those lines got me thinking. A lot of people don’t care for Rosie O’Donnell. They say that she could do with a little less self expression, and I will give you that occasionally in her need to have her say she may have crossed a line that was hurtful or offensive to some people. On the other hand, I’ve sometimes envied her freedom to let it all hang out, to say “Hey, this is who I am and what I believe and I don’t care whether you like it or not!” Even in this land of the free and home of the brave most women are still raised to be good girls, and good girls are polite and helpful and taught to always put others first. While highly successful women who are outspoken and assertive are often portrayed in the media as being bitchy shrews. Politics aside, Hillary Clinton is an example of that right now. She’s either being slammed for being cold and overly aggressive, or for showing too much emotion. A girl just can’t win…or can she? The greatest gift we can give our daughters is the freedom to find their own voice, to believe that it is not only their right, but their obligation to express themselves and stand fearlessly in their own lives.

Oh yeah, the Rosie portrait up there, I did that with Mr. Picassohead!