Showing posts with label inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label inspiration. Show all posts

Friday, January 2, 2015

Say it now - it's not that hard

Last night I watched a show on PBS about Robin Williams and it reminded me of a totally do-able New Years resolution idea ... Rather a wish. I wish for people to say wonderful things about each other BEFORE they are gone, not after. Not only in Robin's horrible instance, but in every instance, on any given day, for any random reason.

I remember one day i was in a store, i think it was Michael's, and a young girl who worked there said to me, "You have the coolest hair". WHAT? Most days i completely loathe what my hair looks like. I enjoy having it, I know i am blessed it exists. But it's 'cool'? NO WAY! I still smile when i think of how random and how nice that was to hear. Not my shoes...my hair? No way! *smile*

What if you told one person, in some way, how awesome you think they are or how sweet something they did was? Come on! Don't wait, don't just THINK it, say it out loud. Better yet, get the message to the person's eyes to see or their ears to hear! Now, while we are still here... cuz I am not entirely confident in the ability to read facebook status' or that twitter coverage in heaven exists. Truly we have no idea what an impact compliments, positive thoughts or seemingly small encouragements could make on a persons heart, or in the very least make them smile. Make their day?  It's my mission. Especially this new year.

So, happy 2015 *smile* May it be as awesome as you are. (and that, you are)


Thursday, July 10, 2014

yea, we're pretty much BFF's now - juss sayin'


i got a random envelope in the mail from a dear cousin. Absolutely no clue as to what it could be. I open it all casual-like and ....pause.... SQWEEEEEEEEE no way!! I ain't too proud to admit that i did a ridiculous mini happy dance and squealed like a little girl at a Backstreet Boys concert (ok, so that's dating myself...i digress)  I am a huge fan of  Ree Drummond, a.k.a. The Pioneer Woman! Long before she had a show on the Food Network, i was an avid follower of her blog, have her book, have her cookbooks, love her humor & writing style, loved her photography tips & subject matter, general fan of her life. I've felt we were kindred spirits... camera-toting, farm wife, barn mom, calf-shit-dodging, accidental country girl soul sisters. So what she wrote on the photo was... perfect. SO COOL! ok, so i gotta tone down the fan-girl crap. It was just so neat to get this, and let's not forget the thoughtfulness of my cousin Theresa for doing this for me!! She works for Land O'Lakes which happens to be a sponsor for Ree. LUCKY ME! If you live under a rock, or haven't discovered THE Pioneer Woman yet, check out her extensive website empire ... http://thepioneerwoman.com/

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Day 211 - Dreamin'

Remember that scene where Beast has Belle close her eyes and he leads her into a room and when she opens her eyes, BEHOLD.... he has gifted her a library. I always dreamed of that moment. A library would be amazing...i love love love walls of books and can picture a cushy chair and a lamp table near a fireplace on one end of the room. YESSSSS! don't wake me now!
But another big time dream of mine is to have Beast... i mean, building my own Backyard Studio Cottage facing the grove of trees, bird feeders all around.. I mean i dream of it all the time. It would have running water & an old fashioned white kitchen sink in a recycled white antique cabinet hiding a mini frig. It would have washed out yellow walls and shutters. An Adirondack chair or 2 in pale mossy green sitting on the front porch. Inside would be a work desk in front of a wall of book shelves and organizer bins with metal labels & blue mason jars with paint brushes and buttons, and fabric scraps. A place for my computer and space to spread out my projects, apart from the house. On one side would be a comfy cushy floral loveseat with yellow & baby blue pillows with a reading lamp on a cute little round table next to it. A TV mounted high so i could watch movies from wherever i sit inside, and hidden speakers to listen to James Taylor, Chris Tomlin, and John Denver. On the white trimmed windows, there would be pale yellow and powder blue toille curtains.  An old fashioned Light fixture from someones grandma's house hanging from the ceiling. A little fireplace heater for winter, and an inconspicuous a.c. for the summer. Daisy snuggled up on the loveseat watching me paint and waiting for me to settle into the spot next to her. Then after a day of creating... wandering into the house to cook some supper for my farmboy.... ahhhhhh! You get the idea.

Beast??? where are you?  :)

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Day 77

This is for my Mackenzie, she's heard this song every day for a week or so, and it brings tears because it is the song we played while her papa was dieing and then at his funeral. Special special Chris Rice song! When we hear it we feel like its a hug from heaven, and I will surprise Kenzie this week with the painting in her mailbox at her dorm. On the back I wrote "heaven is FULL of people who love you Kenzie, and they watch over you every day- love, Mommy"

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Thursday, March 4, 2010

inspiration

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Monday, June 1, 2009

ahhhh someday ...

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a quaint little art studio in the grove of trees behind the house!?? ahhhh ♥

Thursday, April 30, 2009

... called this morning ...

Talked to my Dad on the phone this morning. We discussed the painting he wanted to buy, and even joked around like he was a real customer & i was a professional artist & a stranger. (but he was serious about buying the painting) Then at the end of the call i asked what his shipping address was & he broke the gag and said... "ask my daughter... she knows where i live" and i said "who is your daughter?" He said my name... then i said "Never heard of her" ... we laughed.

I woke up thinking about packaging up that painting & running to the post office this morning on my way to work. Then the tears came.... it was just a dream. A very real dream.

Dad, i so know you would buy a painting of mine, and hang it with fatherly pride. I SO know your address.... say hi to Jesus for me.