If It Was Easy, Everyone Would Do It

Good morning!

Every now and again I have a moment at work where a child has a melt down or a temper tantrum that I can’t defuse. It’s frustrating to be an adult,  someone who’s raised 3 daughters and has two grandchildren,  yet cannot calm a preschooler. 😦 You’d think I was smarter than that. Had more control.

It’s not about IQs or power.

It’s about understanding the human brain. Figuring out what unlocks that particular individual from sensory overload. From not getting what they want. Teaching them a better, more positive, productive way to communicate it.

We use visuals. Through repetition.

It’s not easy.:(


Anyone working with special education friends does not do it for the money. Nor for the ease of doing it.

Some days it’s in the trenches.  But some days it’s on the mountain tops. That’s why we do it. That split second when you get to witness those precious lives see the light. Break through their walls. They say a word. They purposefully carry out a task.

It makes it all worthwhile.

It’s not about us. It’s about them.
Helping them function in a world that is different than they are.

If it’s not easy for us at times,  just imagine how difficult it is for them!

I so love my developmental friends! ♡ And I so love all those with big hearts that also love working with them! ♡ And my heart goes out to all you parents and caregivers that do it every day!

I know it’s not easy.
Or everyone would do it.

That’s kind of how it is with the Christian faith. It’s not easy. It’s different than the world we now live in. The gate to eternal life is narrow. But for those that choose to unlock it, it offers the mountain tops. Not the trenches.

Let’s all be different.  Let’s not follow the wide, broad path of the world. Let’s see the light and choose the narrow path. After all, if it was easy, everyone would do it.

13 Enter through the narrow gate; for the gate is wide and the way is broad that leads to destruction, and there are many who enter through it. 14 For the gate is small and the way is narrow that leads to life, and there are few who find it.
Matthew 7:13-14

Love and laughter,




Good morning!

Some of the best advice I ever got came from a Q-tip.

Q uit
T aking
I t
P ersonally!


One of the first things I learned as a Para working with special needs children was you cannot take their defiant behavior personally.

Sometimes that’s easier said than done. No matter how old we may be, none of us like to be attacked. And we’re all human. We tend to be a little self-centered. We take things personally. It’s our nature to turn things inwardly, more about us.

You have to remove yourself from the WHAT and look more towards the WHY.

I encourage each of us to take things a little less personally. When we see others lashing out at us, whether physically or verbally,  let’s all ask why and try not to focus on the what. We already know the what. Poor choice of communication.  Bad behavior.  If we can get to the why we can better equip them to understand what triggers such behavior to avoid it the next time.

It usually is not even you at all that they are lashing out at, you are not the cause, but rather you are the outlet of their behavior. Their circumstance are more than likely the problem.  Out of their control.  Offering them choices to help them feel they are once again gaining control of their situation usually works wonders. 

I’m sorry to say, this blog is by me to me! I need a dose of my own medicine. I have been no better than some of my preschoolers this past week. I have been stressing myself lately over some of my own circumstances and have been lashing out. 😦

To those that have been my outlet, I ask your forgiveness from the bottom of my heart! ♡ I’ll come by later with a box of pretty pink Q-Tips to offer as a reminder to not take it personally,  it is not you, but me that’s the problem. I ask you to just keep offering me God’s unconditional love to help me through it! Even Paras need love and forgiveness too!

Do not take to heart all the things that people say, lest you hear your servant cursing you.
Ecclesiastes 7:21

Love and laughter,


Men Wanted

Good morning!

If you follow my blog at all, you know I am divorced and my 3 daughters are grown. You know I’m slowly but surely working my way to becoming a self-sufficient single woman. Not necessarily by choice, but because of my circumstances.

It’s all good until I need home or auto repair. Then it’s . . .



This is my dream man. ♡
You know, the guy who wears a tie
by day.
Then a tool belt after dark to unclog my sink, change out a light fixture, then on to oversee yard projects and tire alignment on weekends.
That knows how to do it all.
That’s my kind of man! ♡

Now that’s what a good man is to me!
And they are hard to find.
Available ones that is.
With those kinds of credentials.
I think I’ve found one.
He just hasn’t decided to find me yet! 🙂

If I can’t have my very own good man for keeps, I’d love nothing more than to find a good man that offered a boot camp for woman like myself to learn those credentials.  Plumbing 101 and Electrical Wiring For Dummies and The ABCs of Carpentry and Freshman Flooring. Seriously!  Teach me how to do for myself! It would be a Godsend! And just think of what a chic magnet it would be for him! Maybe I just need to hang out around Home Depot and I’ll find such classes.

We all have skills. God made us that way. Women tend to be better nurturers. Cooks. Cleaners. Men protect. Provide. And build.

Let’s all share our skills with others however we can to make their lives easier. Let’s make the lives of those around us better by our presence. Let’s use our words and our actions to edify others. Let’s change it up a little. Let’s all be that good man or good woman that’s easy to find. Let’s be Wanted.

A good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and an evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For the mouth speaks what the heart is full of.
Luke 6:45

Love and laughter,


Stop Drop And Roll

Good morning!

We just finished the unit on Police and Fire in Miss Marilyn’s room. 

We ended the unit with one of our very own student’s dad (who is a real life fireman) coming in and talking to the class about how firemen are our friends and fire safety.

We learned to keep our bedroom doors closed at night to keep us safe from fire smoke, we learned to have a family meeting place outside to all go to, and we learned to stop, drop, and roll if our clothes are on fire.


Do you ever feel like you are at a place in your life where you feel like you are figuratively speaking “on fire”? The flames are engulfing you and the smoke has it hard to breathe?

My advice to you would be what we learned from Captain Frazier, just STOP!
DROP.            to your knees
and ROLL.      Into the arms of Jesus.

You know, no matter how many times you practice it, stop, drop, and roll will do nothing to put out the eternal fires of hell.

Just like we teach the boys and girls in Miss Marilyn’s class,  let’s all make good choices. The choice is ours. Let’s choose life. Abundant life. Eternity spent in heaven with Jesus over a furnace of fire.

You are just a prayer away from salvation if you aren’t already there. Let me know if I can help.

Just stop, drop, and roll!

And shall cast them into the furnace of fire: there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth.
Matthew 13:50

Love and laughter,


Credit Card Fraud

Good morning!

I received an email from my bank yesterday that my debit card had been
deactivated due to fraudulent activity on my account. How could that be?! The card has never left my purse! It seems there are alot of talented thieves out there.

It also seems that within the same hour I was using it to purchase gas for my car in Tulsa, it was also being used in San Antonio, TX for a hotel room. I’ve been known to drive fast. But not that fast. Time traveler, I’m not. 🙂


It looks as though I will be inconvenienced for a week or so by being without a debit card until I receive my new pretty pink one in the mail. But that is as far as the inconvenience goes. Only the one transaction went through on my card before it was deactivated, and the bank assured me that money would be returned to my account within a few days.

I’m thankful for my bank catching that so quickly!  I’m thankful it was just the one transaction. I’m thankful it didn’t send me into overdraft mode as my account does not have a large balance to cover such unauthorized activity from others. 😦

Something that could have been financially devastating for me turned out to be just a minor bump in the road.

How about you?

Do you see those moments in your life, those bumps in the road, as negative and devastating, or do you take a moment and thank God that they were just that, minor bumps in the road?

Let’s all thank Him for being right there beside us. Thank Him for creating us with the desire to live knowing right from wrong. Not living in the dark as those that choose to steal, deal falsely and lie to get by. Those that make poor choices in fraudulent attempts to use our credit cards as their way of living instead of making an honest living as most do.

It seems I have had my share of stressors the last several days. It may momentarily get me down for a bit, but I refuse to let Satan win. I shall remain steadfast in my beliefs that God is still in control. He is the final victor. My bank account may be fraudulently tampered with and my money may be stolen, but no one and nothing will steal my joy! Bring it on Satan! This girl is gonna keep her joy. Her smile. Her love and laughter. And keep on telling others out there who is the source she gets it all ftom. 🙂

You shall not steal, nor deal falsely, nor lie to one another.
Leviticus 19:11

Love and laughter,


Traffic Court

Good morning!

I spent yesterday afternoon taking off work to go to court in regard to the auto accident I was involved in during late December.  My goal was to decrease the $150 fine for failure to yield at a left hand turn light and to possibly remove it from my police record so my insurance premium rate wouldn’t increase. All by showing the judge a piece of paper. A piece of paper from the body shop stating my vehicle was hit on the right hand side by an oncoming vehicle.

No such luck.

In fact, I should have would have could have just paid the stinkin’ ticket in the first place.


I mean I’ve seen my share of Law And Order episodes, but I’ve never been inside an actual courtroom personally. I thought that was a good thing. 🙂 But, it turned out leaving me feeling very intimidated. A fish out of water so to speak.The prosecutor came bustling in and called me aside and asked me what I intended for today. I’m never short of words, but I stood there speechless. “Ummm. Not pay the fine?” How would I know? I’ve never done this before!  How about you tell me! I asked her how all this works, and I have to tell you, she was less than helpful. Pay the fine or go to trial. Which I later found meant another day off work, court costs of $95, and fines up to $500. I chose the lesser of the two. Option A. Pay the stupid fine, and go home with my tail between my legs. Where was Perry Mason when I needed him? I would have even settled for Judge Judy.

The police record I had received from my insurance adjuster well after the accident stated my vehicle struck the other vehicle. That was false. The other driver struck me! It was the principle of the matter I’d come to defend. But, I found principle doesn’t matter. What matters is what those with the power (or the money) in the courtroom or in the streets choose to say, regardless of whether it is true or they were present or not. Our legal system is not what it used to be. It’s often corrupt. It’s not built to protect the good guy anymore, but the squeaky wheel. No wonder no truly decent upstanding politically minded citizen wants to be President.

Oops! Did I just say that? 😦

I encourage each of you to keep fighting the good fight. Keep standing up for those things you believe are right. Keep choosing good over evil. Right over wrong. You may win some, and you may lose some. No one said life is always fair. But you will always win if you choose Jesus. That battle has already been won in the highest court of them all!

Fight the good fight for the Christian faith. Take hold of everlasting life to which you were called and about which you made a good testimony in front of many witnesses.
1 Timothy 6:12

Love and laughter,


What’s Your Calling?

Good morning!

What’s your calling?

I spent years pondering that very question. I spent endless hours asking God to show me. I knew within my heart that there was something God had in mind specifically for me, but I just could never quite put my finger on it. 

Being a wife and a mother seemed to be my calling. It’s who I was for the majority of my life. I loved being both. ♡ I just wasn’t the best at doing either one for that matter. 😦

Now that my 3 daughters are grown and I have no husband to serve, I’ve been left once again to ponder my calling. This time it’s different. I’m now flying solo. I’ve had to reinvent myself.

I’ve tried several things in the almighty search for meaning and purpose.  And I think I can finally say I’ve found it. 🙂

I have always loved two things.♡♡
And underdogs.Those less fortunate.  Whether it be people, pets, or even the broken chips in the basket at the Mexican restaurant.  I’m drawn to that which looks a little different than the norm, the last ones to be picked, but by all practical purposes the ones with equal value.

Here’s what I’ve discovered.
I’m not going to make millions with a career in journalism. But, I’m well underway with establishing the habit of writing my daily blog. It has become as routine to me as brushing my teeth every day. I just do it. And I love it! ♡ I never know what will trigger my daily subject matter or at what time of day or night I might be led to write it. I have rather odd sleeping habits. But one thing I do know is, I do it every day. And usually with coffee cup in hand. It’s become a part of me. It’s therapeutic for me. And hopefully it’s somewhat encouraging for you and gets you to look inwardly at your own life a little. Or at the very least, it’s slightly entertaining for you. 🙂
I truly believe it’s God’s calling for me.

To pay the bills I’m presently working in a three year old developmental pre-K program. I’m also involved with many of the four year old pre-schoolers as well. I absolutely love what I do! ♡ I love those kids like they were my own!

I read this the other day, and am now thoroughly convinced I have found my niche.♡


I truly believe my deep gladness is writing and loving underdogs (after all, with all my brokenness, I’m the queen of underdogs!). And I truly believe the world’s deep hunger I am meant to meet is the need to serve those who don’t fit in the mold of normal. Whether it’s those who’ve ever felt unloved,  unimportant, unsuccessful, unwealthy, unintelligent,  unattractive, or simply those that are a challenge to reach, I believe I’m here to offer my hands and feet to show them God’s love.

Now to those of you that I call my friends that are thinking to yourselves right about now, I’m normal, why are you drawn to me? You might just want to think again. LOL  None of us are perfect.  That’s why we all need Jesus. 🙂 

I’ve found what I believe to be my calling. What about you?

It was for this He called you through our gospel, that you may gain the glory of our Lord Jesus Christ.
2 Thesolonian 2:14

Love and laughter,