age and ADD

Most days, I crawl into bed and try and remember what I actually accomplished. The kids are always fed, the dog walked and at some point at least one load of laundry went in, but after that the last 12 hours is a blur. Time seems to stand still only when I am waiting for my 5 shot starbucks. This video came to my phone today, and I had to laugh....It was a great reminder that we are losing it... Embrace our ADD.... Enjoy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=6oHBG3ABUJU&vq=medium

Start the day with positive thoughts end with gratitude

Greet everyday with positive thoughts and close it with gratitude. What a concept. Usually I greet everyday with my to do list before I open my eyes. Even in those few quiet moments I have each day, my mind is already racing. Closing my day with gratitude, is a great idea. My head usually hits the pillow like a cement block, not another ounce of energy left in my body or another thought able to cross my mind. I read somewhere that it takes 21 days to make a change. Day 1 on Tuesday, changing the way I start and close my day. My first positive thought is going to be that the girls remembered to turn on the dishwasher. And right now, I am very grateful to have a warm bed to sleep in, food in my fridge and a dishwasher that probably wasn’t turned on.

What happened to my singing career?

 Today Billies soccer team the Cheetahs hit the field.  I am a lucky mom as I get to be  on the bench most of the games as I am the official manager of 13,  8 year old girls.  It is a intense job of lace tying, gate opening , and occasional tear wiper after the mean girl on the other team steps on their toes.   During one of the shift changes I told Anna that I was an expect on soccer shoes laces.  She looked at me with the most glorious big eyes to declare all of the things she was really good at.. singing...writing, dancing and obviously soccer.  I was amazed at the self confidence this beautiful little girl had.  At what point does society rob her of this gift of knowing what she is good at?  If I asked her in 5 years would she be able to tell me what she is good at with such enthusiasm?   Probably not, and tragic really... I am reading the four agreements and the first agreement is being impeccable with your words. This is a huge lesson in itself.  How easily we can say things in passing when we are  tired or frustrated  but can make such an imprint on someone else.   I know I am guilty.    I can think of many occasions when I spoke and she have been silent.    I am sure when I was 8,  I was a good singer too.  Not sure what happened to my singing career, might have been the introduction of the Organ.  Serious childhood trauma, and a entire blog for another night.  

Here we go, online dating

Sitting at dinner tonight with my sister and her husband and we were talking about dating and communication.  In the good old days the only form of communication was telephone, and most of us didn’t have answering machines.  Now there is texting, skype, facebook, tweeter and the cell phone.  If you give someone all your information and they can’t find you, they are to dumb to date.   In the 80’s it was easy to pretend to be someone you weren’t.  Now before you even go out, there is hours of investigative work on the internet.     I am now leery of anyone who has no google hits.  Have they lived under a rock?  Had no life what so ever? Or could they be so interesting that they are in the witness protection program?   This is where my new adventure is taking me, to creeping people online and social media dating.  Somehow I don’t feel ready... Maybe I should ask for advice on tweeter.  Teenagers always have the best advice in 40 characters or less.  

Enjoy the now

I came home from my meeting tonight with the delicious smell of popcorn in the air only  to find remnants remaining.    As I ran my fingers over the buttery bowl, I thought that this is just the right amount for me.   If I had made a gigantic bowl, I would have stuffed myself to a tummy ache.   There are so many things in my life that I need to learn my limits on.    Numerous food and beverage choices, my shoe obsession and more importantly looking into the future, and hashing up the past.  The could of, would of and should have..   can occupy my brain which makes me forget about living in the now.    There is nothing I can do about the past, other than learn from my mistakes.  Nothing I can do about the future, other than take with me what I have learned.  This brings me right here in this very moment.  Enjoying the golden leaves falling from the trees,  the incredible fall weather, remnants of popcorn and sweet honey crisp apples.   Maybe my life can be enjoyed that easily.  

Power of attraction

The power of attraction, is a well written subject. In 2006 a book was written called “the secret” and it was all the rage. It really wasn’t a new idea, the bible is full of quotes "If thou canst believe, all things are possible to him that believeth." (Mark 9:23) I stood at the grocery line today looking at the headlines of the magazines, and I had an overwhelming sense of inadequacy. My house was out of date, my hair is out of control, my tummy needs a tuck and I am cooking the wrong thing for dinner. I was in line for 8 min. Not one positive message on any headline. If we read, watch and listen to things that inspire us, we will be inspired. Use the law of attraction to bring us what we really need. Not bigger houses, or faster cars. Better relationships, and simpler lives. If we all decided that we had more was not better, and enough is enough then drug companies would go bust. No more anti anxiety pills and heart medication. There is a great face book page called “calming your inner storm”, beautiful photos with positive messages, the best part is its free. Sometimes the best things in life are really free.

words hurt

We have some rules in this house and I am not talking about picking up backpacks or making sure your homework is done, those are rules that are constantly broken... Its put downs and my pet peeve. The girls are not allowed to say hate, or call themselves stupid or dumb. We are not perfect, sisters fight, kids name call, and its all hurtful. I was sent this photo today, and wonder how many kids are out there being told these messages. We need to be better parents even when our kids do something dumb.