I'd love to share some photos...but I don't know how?

So recently I was told I don't blog enough.

"The only way you'll get better at writing, is to write. It's just like speaking, the only way your kids learned to speak, is by speaking. Practice Hope, practice alot!"

With that being said, I'm just not sure if you want to read my rambles everyday? I've got quite a few thoughts rattling around in my brain. It's just getting them to you that worries me. I'm usually not at my computer when the best epiphanies happen; it's why it's called life. I'm out experiencing it, that's when the magic happens.

Let's start with shorter blogs and more frequently, then maybe you'll read me more often and just MAYBE, you'll subscribe to my words of insanity (gosh that would be so cool!) To my one follower, I love you dearly! To my future followers, you'll be my next favorites.
Now, how to get photos loaded to this blog? They keep breaking (whatever that means). I'll keep at it and maybe someday soon, you'll get to see inside my world. They tend to be humorous pictures of friends, family and then there's that one really terrible photo of stranger at the store; and it wasn't even Walmart!

It's Time for a Little ME!

If you ever find yourself with not enough "me time" and too much "family chores and errands", take a few moments and get yourself back. Yes, it is extremely important and very rewarding to be a Mom, it's a job that is created especially for us.

I've yet to meet a man that can multi-task as well as a woman. We just seem to understand that life is not a "one thing at a time" scenario. We don't get to finish a job before starting another. Dinner can't wait until the laundry is clean. The kids can't wait for us to drive them to school until our hair and make up is "just perfect". No, we don't get to wait until the glue dries on one project in the garage before we start another in the backyard. Our world is a world of constant movement, duties and jobs. It's an honor I hold in high esteem, one that gives me pride to say I can do, even when I don't do it well all the time. Sometimes it's just about me!

I don't feel guilty when the laundry sits for an extra day or two; they have enough underwear for just such selfish occasions. I don't feel remorse when I steal an extra minute or two of sleep in the morning...sometimes cereal is just the right way for your kids to start the day!

So, in all the hustle and bustle of your day, stop for a few minutes (oh heck, take sixty minutes) and just enjoy being YOU. It might be an amazing cup of hot tea (Teavana is incredible, just got it for my birthday); perhaps it's a ten minute cat nap or meditation; or maybe it's sitting down at a computer and getting it all out in a blog.

Whatever your "You" time is, do it and do it often. The kids won't care, your husband probably won't even notice, but you'll know you are important, special and worth every second you give to yourself, so you can be you...which most of the time, is being a great Mom!

What Else Happened on September 11th?

Did you know on September 11th:

1999 Serena William won the U.S. Open
1962 The Beatles made the recording of "Love Me Do"
1906 Gandhi began his non-violent protest movement in South America
1792 The Hope Diamond was stolen
2001 Over 10,000 babies were born; they will all be 10 years old in a few days. Let's take a few moments to wish them a Happy Birthday.

Let us never forget the horror of September 11, 2001 in New York City; an assault on our Country, our People and our Pride. But we should also take time out of the day to remember the good things that happened, things that happen every day in our great nation.

The joys, the successes; the caring and kind things we all do for one another, sometimes in spite of what happened in 2001; sometimes because of it.
 
This  is the mentality that will keep us strong and alert, so that we will look back in another ten years and be able to say, "God Blessed Our Country" in a time of tragedy and He gave us the ability to see through it and to see forward into a better and safer nation. We are Americans after all!