Showing posts with label First Born. Show all posts
Showing posts with label First Born. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Lessons Learned From the Backyard



My office window looks over the entire backyard...pretty much.  It is a second story view so, I can see quite a ways and it is a beautiful. I haven't always appreciated the view. When we first moved to this rental house I was laser focused on a building that needed to be torn down. I later found out from a granddaughter of the original owners that the building was where the small livestock were kept. The actual part of that building that was so very offensive to me was the very first outhouse… interesting but still ugly.  Our first family visitors to this house/home were our first born child, his wife and two children, our beloved grandchildren. I made a big dinner for us and it was a lovely fall evening so...I suggested we have dinner outdoors on the deck. My son looked off into the backyard and remarked "There's the million dollar view!"  I thought he was being sarcastic. He wasn't. It wasn't until I looked beyond what I had considered an eyesore...and saw a breathtaking view. Now, I look beyond the building that STILL needs to be torn down...and see the view because my lesson is:

You should look beyond shortcomings because usually there is something beautiful just past what you are seeing.

We have a beautiful deck on the back of this house to go with that beautiful view. In fact...most of the houses on the street have back decks, or back porches, or even wrap around the whole house porches to accommodate this view! At first when my husband and I would take our dogs outside in the backyard, we would notice the house next door and that everyone indoors would be outdoors in the evening. They would sit on the porch, rocking in the rocking chairs, rockin’ and starin' at us. Bob and I finally pulled up two chairs and faced it in neighbor’s direction and stared right back...thinking... How rude? Two can play this dumb game!  They should come over and welcome us into the neighborhood! We are the new ones but instead...they are just rockin' and starin'. About fifteen minutes into this fruitless endeavor ...Bob looked behind him. He then suggested we turn our chairs around and appreciate the view...that our neighbors were enjoying. Our neighbors never did welcome us into the neighborhood although after I went and introduced myself, they do throw up their hands now and wave at us. But...we sit out on that deck and enjoy the view, a glass of wine and each others company most evenings. The lesson for me was…


To take my joy in what is happening around me, Life is too short for petty grievances and it is rarely about me anyway!

Recently I was talking with a friend and she remarked about how deep I was. I was a very thoughtful thinker...she thought. As a drove home on Cloud nine, I was thinking ...what a lovely thing for her to say and what a wonderful thing for me to be. I came upstairs to my computer and I then opened an email to this blog... and there...was a comment. A person was commenting about what a shallow so and so I was. I immediately left Cloud nine and felt defeated. I hadn't changed. I was still me. But...in the space of a half an hour my mood and my self esteem had changed.
 The thing is I am neither deep nor shallow. My lesson in this...

People will see you based on their perspectives. You be yourself. Be authentic. Show up. Ponder praise and criticism ...and gain what wisdom you can. But remember...beyond the Outhouse is a million dollar view. And when people stare sometimes it has nothing to do with you... it is just their view beyond you!

I want to be the person looking for the million dollar view. I want to be the person who will turn my chair to see the other person's point of view. But...mostly I want to sit on the porch in the evenings in the back yard, drink in hand, beside the guy I love and ponder!



Tuesday, November 24, 2009

A Father To Be Thankful For...


My Grandson got to meet Tom Turkey at his school's Thanksgiving feast...
He also noticed that the turkey had his father's legs!

Here is The-Cutest-Boy-In-America chasing his Dad the turkey!


Happy Thanksgiving! May you all be as happy as I am!

Friday, October 30, 2009

3o Years of Fun and Joy!




My son's 30th birthday was on the 27th of this month...it's quite the milestone!


When I had him...I was quite young at 21...and.... s.c.a.r.e.d!
I have muddled through parenting...just trying to do the best I could...lot's of praying!




My oldest son changed my life and made me happier than I could have possibly imagined.


I simply did not know joy until I met him. I delighted in all things he did as Rob delights in all he does...he puts his heart into the task and...tries hard to make it fun!






Because of him...I wanted more and more children...I thought I had not wanted children...until I had him!
I love you Rob...Happy Birthday! Thank you...for all the joy you and your family bring me!


For more friday fotos and joy visit Candid Carrie!!

Thursday, September 10, 2009

The Cutest-Boy-in-America


Today is the Cutest-boy-in-America's birthday and he is four as in...

"I am four, Gigi!"
He has made the world a better place and I am not exaggerating at all!
His mother once said "He will save the world!" and I laughed and I think I hurt her feelings!
She was right of course ...
as he did save the world!
I love you "Carter Pie!"

Thank you to my son and Daughter-in-my-heart for this amazing grandson of ours!

Thursday, September 3, 2009

friday foto

When we were at Disney my oldest son stood for about 40 minutes trying to get a picture with my camera of his son going down the flume ride.






That's not them!








Not them either!







Nope.

































and there were about 30 others like this and then...woops...he missed it!
While the Cutest-Boy-in-America loved this ride... I loved watching my son try hard to capture his son's enthusiasm on film while I made a mental image of my son that I will cherish!
For more friday fotos visit Cute Candid Carrie!

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

My Turkey Weighs 26 lbs!


Everything reminds me of the fact that I have gained 20 pounds...old pictures, my clothes that don't fit and even the damn turkey!
The turkey actually weighs 6 pounds more than the total of my weight gain! Good for that turkey...not for me though!
I finally had my "Come to Jesus meeting" with myself and I joined Weight Watcher online last Wednesday! I had hoped that I would magically just wake up my old self but that has not magically happened...however everything ...I mean everything, seems to taste magically delicious!
So my "Weighs Ins" are on Friday...I was going to start weight watchers after the holidays but I knew if I did there is a very real possibility I would have a weight gain of an entire Turkey!
I would love to blame this on menopause but while some of it is...most of it is poor choices and lack of exercise...but I will admit that my metabolism has changed drastically since the onset of the big "M."
Well, (insert kick-ass drum roll) I have lost four glorious lbs! I may gain it all back on Thanksgiving Day...although I have already planned what I will eat so, I am hopeful!
My Oldest son who is a runner...he runs eight miles almost everyday...
in passing said "Mom, you should run a 5k."
He thinks I don't know he is challenging me..."Puuulllleeasse, I invented this routine , son!"
I, so far can run for a solid minute without walking...
5k....Here I come!

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Growing Pains...

As a child I was told that Santa came to my house first on Christmas Eve because we were his favorites...later I realized my parents enjoyed sleeping in on Christmas Day. But...every Christmas Eve my Mom would take us out to look at all the houses decorated for the Holiday and every year when we got home...we would discover we just missed Santa! My Dad would describe in vivid detail what happened, as I got older and older he had less and less details.

This traditional set up worked well for me when I married as My Hubby celebrated Christmas on Christmas Day like the other " red headed step-children" Santa tolerated. This allowed Christmas for "My family" on Christmas Eve as "the Chosen" family, Santa clearly adored!
This continued until 1979 when our first child was born...My Hubby insisted his little family celebrate on Christmas Day...and it meant I could continue to be with my family on Christmas Eve. My Poor Hubby's family has seen us once or twice as they live in Virginia and we just don't travel much during the holidays.

Now...holiday traditions have gotten complicated...for extremely good reasons! All my children are married or very nearly married, as in the last Born's case!
We don't all attend Christmas Eve worship service together anymore as we don't attend the same churches anymore. We don't go looking at the Christmas lights together and then over to my Mom and Dad's although, all the kids do show up at my Mom and Dad's. We do see each other on Christmas morning...although I suspect that will stop soon as Carter and Katie will rightly begin their traditions with their parents. We no longer see movies together on Christmas day because with extended family members we were saving seats for 30! Oh, People do hate that!

It is hard sometimes for Empty Nester's...I know a lot of people are thrilled to be a couple again and we are, too! But, the holidays are the times I literally ache for my children...not so much who they are now...but for their little selves who filled my heart with such joy!
Don't get me wrong...I love my life now...but at Christmas, I do miss the little Baer children and all of our traditions... but they are too big to sit on my lap and read to!
Visit Carrie she has a great give-away involving family traditions!
Also, My Losing Season Contest ...you could win $50 for your favorite charity!

Monday, November 3, 2008

Pack Rat...NO MOre!!!


****My kindest son...made me remove his image.***


My two sons helped me clean out my attic before we moved to the house we are currently "aboding"...we became the cliche Empty Nester's who downsize! Hi, I am Ronda and I am a recovering pack rat and this picture is a reminder to me about how silly I can become if left unmonitored!
I worked for Barnett Bank for nine years and I really did enjoy working for this company...the training was top notch and they had great benefits...those are things like insurance, profits sharing, 401k and bonuses! Most companies, mine included don't offer these things anymore! But, I do digress often...
and usually (...) follows it...!
We got the word that Barnett Bank was being sold like everyone else...speculators on the news! Barnett Bank and Nations Bank had stopped selling their stock leading to the news organizations stating that we or they were being bought. Turns out it was the evil "they" was buying "we" and it was very sad! It is a long process as the Bank doesn't want to lose their customers...so you spend many hours telling your customers everything is fine while you watch your friends and co-workers lose their jobs....slowly, behind closed doors...as the customers might notice missing bodies, if it happened all at once.
The process of dismantling Barnett Bank took about six months...I went out to lunch one day and I came back and they were taking the sign off the building...I guess the pressure was too much...as I stood there like a very small girl and cried and cried ...big snotty tears!!! A kind man came over..carefully because really what kind of normal woman cries when a sign is taken down...and he asked if I wanted the letters! I stopped crying and said "Yes!" like it was a normal thing to do! So for ten years I kept those letters in my attic because I just couldn't find the right place to display them.... finally My Hubby, and two sons persuaded me to just let them go and then the two sons did the kindest thing for their slightly deranged mother...they took this picture!!!
I love you Rob and Ryan...you really are the kindest young men!!

Monday, October 27, 2008

I Am Not Here Right Now...At The Sound of The Tone...


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I have Jury Duty today and I always get excited and feel all civic minded when I get these Jury Summons. I have been picked at least a half a dozen times and I know others who have never been asked. I am lucky...I guess.
I have my Halloween give-away still open and Bloggy Book Club here...but I wish you a Happy Monday!

Most of all though....I wish my first born child a very Happy 29th Birthday. Thank you angel for making me so happy and being your Mom has just been the best! Thanks for never pointing out that I didn't know what I was doing...you have made us look good and we appreciate that!
May your day be as special as you are...Love you, Mom