Wednesday, July 27, 2011

4 Freaking A in the M!!


Hubby's alarm went off at 4 (he has a flight to catch for work) and up I am too.
I tried to fall back to sleep, really I did.
My body hates sleeping I guess... I would kill baby kittens to sleep in until, oh I don't know, 7am!!

My alarm will be going off in 5 minutes so that I can get ready to walk the dogs... and as I write this the rains begin once again!!  Son of a ....!!!!

I'm gonna be one tired (and wet) Panda today

Friday, July 22, 2011

Two Scoops Too Many

Yesterdays conversation with hubby on the phone

Hubby: "Is there anything else you want while I'm at the grocery store?"

Me: "Yes, get cereal, anything but Raisin Bran, we already have 2 boxes"

What I think went through the hubbies head while shopping

hmmm... Honey Bunches of Oats, no wait, she said Raisin Bran... strange, I thought we had that cereal already... but she said Raisin Bran so Raisin Bran it is.

Looking for a good recipe with Raisin Bran.... anyone?

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

My Time

My mind wakes up well before my body is ready to rise.

After laying in bed trying to will myself to fall back to sleep for the last hour I finally give up and head downstairs.
Disappointed and frustrated when I see the time on the stove glaring the ungodly hour of 4something.

Curling up on the couch I open my lap top and start my morning ritual of facebook 'stalking' my friends and family and playing games on the Internet which I'm horribly addicted to at the moment.
I sigh and look out of the living room window watching the light creep into the storm cloud laden sky.  It is a very still morning, a very quiet morning.

As much as I hate waking well before my alarm or my puppies I discover that this time is 'my' time.

Alone with my thoughts in the morning silence, which is slowly broken by the birds as they awaken from their nighttime slumbers, I watch as the sky changes and transforms into incredible works of art that far surpass anything that hangs in art galleries around the world.
And this show..... is just for me.

I love the morning light as it slowly washes over my room, like a re-birth.
An awakening.
A cleansing.
There is a freshness to the room that only comes with the dawn.

The silence is broken by a far off train whistle, making me cringe inside.  I know what this means as the train fast approaches our house the whistle blaring into the stillness of the morning which sets my dogs off on a chorus of howls and yips. 
Are they singing to the train or complaining of it's rude interruption of quiet?

It is then that the creeks and groans of my old house announce the awakening of the hubby which  means the start of a new day.

The magic of my morning is gone but that's okay... I'll be back tomorrow.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Slow down Please

Almost a month since my last blog.

It's not like I haven't anything to say.
It's more like not wanting to say it.

I woke this morning well before the sun.
Much too hot in my room to sleep anyhow.

My mind being too active to drift off again I wander down into the coolness of the living room and watch the sun rise with thoughts that I try to avoid plaguing my mind.

Lately the puppies have filled my free time.
They grow so fast.  Which makes me realize just how quickly time itself passes us by.

My baby boy has his date set for when he is leaving.  Moving across the country to start a new life, and as the day fast approaches I find myself teetering on the edge of dispair.

I'm going to miss him very much.

Then only days after he is gone my baby girl will be back on her way home... again... across the country.
She has been working so much since being home leaving me feeling as if we have had hardly any time together.
I miss her all the time and do not look forward to the day she is back on her way.

Huge changes are also fast approaching in my life, changes that I myself set the wheels in motion for. 
Realizing just how quickly time passes I'm left wondering if I am ready for this big change in my life.

I do not look forward to the passage of time this summer is offering up to me.
If only it would slow down to a crawl.
But, like the sunrise, it is inevitable and I can only hope that it will also be as breathtaking as I watch my kids continue to grow into independant wonderful adults.