And the FAT LADY SANG

They say "it ain't over til the fat lady sings".... and I do believe that she is singing. The New Year is fast approaching and I am excited for the first time in a few years to see it coming. Yes, I will see myself turn another year older ( very thankfully ) and I will be another year deeper in debt, thanks ACU ( sing it Tennessee Ernie Ford ). But, for some reason I feel like I have a clean slate. I just want to start out ready to face the challenges of life that lie ahead. I have a new boss at work. We have a new minister at church. I have a new attitude about the way I want to face things. I am tired of being God's stubborn child. I want to study more and more about what God wants me to do with the rest of my life not what I want to do. He gave me a new chance on September 26, 2001 to serve Him and I didn't take Him up on it. I think I took about 34 years backward. I want to learn how to give it all to Him and stop trying to save the world myself. I don't want to sweat the small stuff anymore. After 53 years I am ready to try it God's way. Mine hasn't been working. I know that I have been in church 3 X a week since I was born. I know that I know the words to every hymn in the Songs Of Praise Hymnal and the blue one before that. Iknow that I went to every VBS for 18 years straight. I know that I can tell a Bible story without a script. I know that I can finish a preacher's sentence and scripture word for word. I may not remember the chapter but I know the words. I know that I can pray a prayer that will bring you to your knees and leave you in tears. I know that I can stand up in a crowd of ladies and give a 30 minute ad lib motivational talk. I know that I do many good deeds every day. I also know that none of that counts if what is in my heart isn't right. If you read my "About Me" on the right, it said it all......I liken myself to a ship wandering the seas......yada yada yada. Well, I see the lighthouse. I know the way home. Don't worry. I don't plan to start whacking people over the head with my hardbound Bible but I do know that I have a strong desire to finally serve a Saviour that has promised to lighten my load. Trust me. It needs to be lightened. I hope this New Year is an inspirational journey for you as well. There really is no other way to be happy and at peace.

On another note.......the holidays were wonderful. All my 6 children, grandchildren, my sisters/bros in law, all my neices & nephews (except Matty P , Christine, & Jack who were missed ) were here along with my wonderful, precious, and gracious parents. Reid and Macy were precious and so excited. We all just stared at beautiful Riley with the sweetest spirit and the biggest smile. She never left anyone's arms. The stories, the ballgames, the sports trivia, the chaos, the noise, the food, the laughs....... I just sat back and savored all the love in one room and glowed with happiness. I am so blessed. I loved it all. I didn't want it to end. It was another awakening to me that I feel like I have missed. Just to feel so blessed and count it. Not to take it all for granted. Life goes too quickly. This is NOT a dress rehearsal. This is the real thing. Sing on fat lady. God Bless you all in 2006.

Rested, Revived, Raring, Ready and Relentlessly Rambling

Amazing what a day off from work can do. Not to mention that I have until January 2 to relish in vacation. I find it hard to believe that this time next week the paper will be out for BFI along with boxes ( hopefully no one's money envelopes!) and Christmas dinner dishes will be in the dishwasher. I heard someone comment the other day that whoever made the comment "Slow as Christmas" must not have been a woman. That is the truth. Somehow, as it seems in alot of venues of life, the holidays seems to be woman's work. Most men, at least from my generation and before, don't seem to get seriously into this preparation for events thing. It is like to them, what happens just happens. HELLO....how do you think it happens? I mentioned before that I am a list maker. I have to to be to make it happen. Now, ( OH MY!!! ) I don't make lists, I also make folders for my lists. Does this mean something bad? Somebody slap me when I start putting rubber bands around my wallet. Now I am not bragging but I put alot of work into making things just right and special. In picking just the right gift for the right person. I know that is not what it is all about and I don't mean to imply that. I truly celebrate the season in all it's glory. I just know that I come from some VERY high strung genes that make it necessary for me to do things that way. If things run smoothly then my ADD stays in check! It isn't to imply that if you don't you are wrong. I envy people that are able to pull things off so amazingly with little planning. Does that make sense? I better run so I can start my New Year's Resolution list along with my folder for 2006 Improvement Ideas.

Too Pooped To Pop

I have no earthly idea who came up with that saying but I totally relate. What is up? I finally finished all the decorating and cleaning. My house smells like a giant gingerbread factory. I have 99% of my shopping done and presents wrapped under the tree. I only have 1 more day until I am out for 2 weeks for Christmas break. We actually have only 1/2 day on Friday. I should be doing handstands and cartwheels. Except I never could do them before even on the playground. I am too tired to care. I don't like feeling OLD! The cookie swap with all my church "sisters" went great last night although no one really went all out as they usually do with the cookie decorating. I think they are all pooped too! We did however, have a great time laughing and eating. I am so blessed. I have already made plans to do NOTHING on Saturday. I may even stay in my PJ's all day and drink coffee. Doesn't that sound heavenly? I took the afternoon off tomorrow and am taking Mother to San Marcos to shop. It will lower key than going into Austin. They have a wonderful Hastings Bookstore and a Target, Bealls, & Penneys. I do plan to stay away from the Outlet Mall with the million plus stores. I never liked that place. I do like the Katy Mills but San Marcos outlet is out of control. I wish my 3 daughters and I lived closer so we could all shop together. I am so looking forward to the holidays with my family. I have already started my list of New Year's Resolutions. I have one every year and whether I succeed in following them is beside the point. The point to me is that I make a list. I love lists. I think lists are essential. I do have a problem with misplacing my lists though! That is a whole 'nother story. Whatever is on your list or your heart I just hope that everyone that reads this is happy, healthy, trusting in God's mercy, forgiveness and love, and looking forward to new year of fresh starts and promises.

What Reindeer?

I am not sure but I think Neena got run over by a reindeer. At least that is what the song said. That explains alot to me. I wondered why I was so slow getting all my Christmas scattered around the house! But, despite the unfortunate reindeer incident, I am almost through decorating. I will admit that I didn't do it with the zeal I usually do. Some years you have it some you don't. This must have been a don't. But, the ladies at church will be here Tuesday night for the annual Cookie Swap and I must be ready. Little Elisabeth expects me to have the village scene up in the bathroom on the vanity. One year I didn't and she was so disappointed. Agnes and Flo expect a tree in every room. Donna expects me to have all the gingerbread people set up in my kitchen. Then there are my usual little quirks. When I was in Salado a few weeks ago I saw this beautiful dining table idea for decorating. I already had most of the stuff they had on display but I bought a few things I didn't. I guess you will remember that several months ago I decided I didn't need a maid. I have found myself the last few days muttering her name. This is what I have left to do if any of you would like to come help.

1. Paint the baseboards in the bathroom. Trust me.
2. Clean both bathrooms "clinically". That means sterile.
3. Wrap some present to put under the tree.
4. Dust........."Alyssia, where are you my little Spanish senorita?"
5. Vacuum, vacuum, vacuum.
6. Straighten up the guest rooms.........just for my sake.
7. Wash some clothes so I have something to wear next week.
8. Bake 6 dozen cookies for Tuesday.
9. Sweep off the porches......( Thanks, Dad )
10. And on and on and on

One reason I seem to be so slow getting this all done is we have been Party Animals and I am exhausted. Friday we had 3 parties to go to.....I made all 3......Gor made 1. Then last night I had to make pictures at the SRHospital Party. I finished at 9 and we went to Heather Rogers UT Nursing School graduation party at the fire station. We missed the Keenager Party in Lagrange. Then today, busy Sunday, Bec, T, and I sing at the Annual Christmas Party at the Towers Nursing Home. Then I am coming home and start checking things off that list. Can't wait for family at the holidays......they'll be coming in shifts but that is ok. The funniest ( or saddest ) thought has been crossing my mind lately. I remember when Granny Price was alive that all the cousins, neices, and nephews used to always come to see her every holiday and on other occasions.....then when she went to live in her mansion in Heaven we never saw any of them again. I worry that someday my neices and nephews and their families won't ever come see me either. I don't want that time of my life to come. On a happier note........watch out for misguided reindeer......enjoy every party.......don't sweat the petty stuff and don't pet sweaty stuff. That is my wish for you......

And I Am Thankful

I just realized when I finished typing the blog below that I have never mentioned how wonderful it was to be with family over the T'giving holidays. I am truly blessed by a wonderful family.....husband, children ( all six of them), grandchildren, parents, sisters and bros in law, nephews, nieces, and great nephews and nieces. When they are all around the world stands still and I am in awe of the beautiful people they are. I AM PROUD.

On The Road Again

It probably seems like to you that I never stay home. It feel that way to me too. I am leaving to go to Canton tomorrow with 3 other High School friends for the weekend. We are a strange crew and I am still not quite sure how this got organized and how I ended up in the event. None of us really hang around together and I am having a few little high school related flashbacks like, " I hope they like me", "I hope I fit in", etc........I am not sure why they asked me to go. Nonetheless, I am planning to have fun. Maybe my fears of the group have a direct result of the terror they imposed on me about 35+ years ago when I first moved to the 'ville. I was 15. I weighed all off 90 pounds with dark hair to my waist. I didn't really even need make up then! Imagine that. The minute I hit this town of population about 2000 then I was the "new girl" and the old girls of this town were not that eager to let me in. I remember they used to follow me when I would go on errands. Packs of them in cars like they were trying to terrorize me into moving away. We laugh about it now but I didn't think it was so funny then. Within about 2 weeks of the initial new girl thing I was accepted as one of the "in crowd" and we have remained friends for all these years. We have been in each other's weddings, had showers for each other, raised our kids together, and now enjoy telling grandchildren tales. It has been quite a ride. Although I do think of them all as dear friends it is a different friendship than I share with my Christian friends and sisters. Does that make sense? It is a depth thing. I am always a little hesitant to bare my soul to people who sometimes don't realize how valuable a soul really is. I don't mean that in a snobbish "I am right" kind of way. They know me from way back and now. They know when I have made mistakes, misjudged, and all the little idiotic moods I have....and I know theirs. I just hope that I will be an example this weekend. They are the greatest girls and I am thrilled to have been invited. Since this blog is really my private thoughts to you, those who know me so well, I know you will understand what I meant and maybe even relate to have different friends from different walks of life. So, see you all on Sunday night. Hopefully, I will come home in holiday mood ready to set my house up for Santa. I can't believe I am so far behind on that! As my best friend Tawana starts chanting about this time of year, "Keep looking merry and I'll have to slap it off." I hope you are merry and scrooge is staying away!

Could It Really Be That Simple?

I just returned from a 3 day conference in Salado. The drive was glorious! I thought I was on the east coast in the midst of a fall foliage tour. It was beautiful. We arrived at the Summer's Mill Retreat and Conference Center around 8:00 AM all pumped and ready to change the school system. 15 from SISD trekked down there not really knowing what "Capturing Kids Hearts" really was about. Let me tell you that I returned a changed person.....both in education and life. The whole basis of their theory is that you can't educate a child if you don't have their heart. And to have their heart you have to love them, "warts" and all, and they will love you back. It is a training process to allow the children to earn your trust and vice versa. There are steps to set this in place but there is NO WAY it won't work. I can't wait to tell Jody and Jenna about it. The funny thing about all their concepts was that it was so spiritual I kept waiting for the invitation song. There were 44 in my group and we never stopped all day except for little 10 breaks and meals. One night we went til 6 then the next night until 8. There was not one concept that could not be taken home and implemented into family and marriage life. I could see how it could change a family into something dynamic. If anyone could persuade their school to invest in this for their district it be well worth it. Our campus is the last to go through the training. There are still about 50 more to go later on in staggered sessions. Are you curious????? There were several men in our groups that were total skeptics from other districts but on the last day they were blubbering like babies. It is awesome. And oh so awesome was the setting! I don't know how many acres it was on but there cabins, barns, homes, bunks, and old church and dining halls, convention rooms, etc.....There were exotic animals roaming and buffalo howling.....or mooing whatever they do. We were fed 3 meals a day and I mean catered meals like at a fancy wedding. Breakfast was unbelievable. The only free time we had was 1 day we had a break for and 1 hour and 1/2 and everyone headed into Salado to shop. Then we were back at it. I came home exhausted, renewed, wishing I was just starting in education and raising a family so I could get it right. Anyway....I am home. Smithville is the same......bad news and good news like when I left which seems ions ago. Glad to be home though. On a whole 'nother note....I miss all my kids terribly today, this time last week we were JD and Mitch and that helped me immensely since we hadn't seen them in so long....I can't wait though until Thanksgiving when at some point I'll see them all......I may never let Macy and Reid out of lap for 3 days. They better be ready cuz' Neena's fluffing her nest!

And Why?

"Never did I know how much my mother loved me until I became a mother." I remember hearing that and thinking how very true that is. You can explain it people who are young and don't yet have families and they can not even begin to comprehend. I remember not long ago a young man I have known almost all his life became a father. He had dealt his mother some grief over the years and I remember having little heart to hearts with him back then. After his beautiful son was born he stopped by to show me and all I could think of to say was, "Now you finally know how much your mother loves you." It made him tear up. But it is so true. Jokes have gone around for years about being in a family with more than one sibling...."Momma always loved you best", etc......They were funny but I never felt like that. I never ever thought my mom loved any of us girls more or less than the other ( although I knew I was the favorite....hahahahahaha that is just for J & K ) But, really our parents loved us all unconditionally and just the same. They never played favorites. I can honestly say that those same feelings are for my own children. I love them each so much it hurts sometimes. I don't love anyone anymore than the other. I love them differently for their personalities and for who they are but not any differently in passion. Does that make sense? I can feel each of their heartbeats in my own heart. I remember vividly the day that each one was laid in my arms for the first time and one my tears fell on their little faces. I have never been so in love. Those will be my dying thoughts someday of comfort.

All of that said to say this. My heart is breaking tonight for my Ashley. She said it so well in her own blog when she said WHY? Blessings and sadness. God blessed her with being able to know the true joy of carrying a baby inside of her. Then not just one baby but two. Then not just any babies but boys. Then not just any boys but identical twins. Then not just any boys but Brock and Brody. She watched her body change and she listened to their heartbeats at the doctor. She watched them move around on sonograms. We framed those pictures. Then chaos and confusion. Then she held them for the last time. And everyone including me, said, "It is God's will". Her heart is broken forever and so is mine. She is my baby. She is my child. I would give my own life for hers any second of any day. I was there and I watched her so brave and my heart was dying. I knew all the wise things to say and I think I said them but I didn't mean them. I know about God's will. I believe in it. I know He loves us each the way we love our own but even more in a Godly sense. He saw a reason for all of this that we can't see. It has been almost 2 years now and the sting is still there. It always will be I know to remind us of the blessing of knowing them even briefly. I fall asleep every night praying for God to bless her again with another pregnancy. I know He will do what he knows is best and He will do it in His time and in His way. But, you know me. The stubborn willful child. The one that wants it NOW. Give my baby what she wants. But, this is something I can't buy. This is something I can't do. And two mother's hearts break. For she was a mother you know.

Friday's Fog

TGIF....I know it is an old cliche but for today it couldn't be more appropriate. I am not sure what is happening but I feel like I am in the twilight zone. Nothing really to account for it but I just feel like I have wandered through a long week and I'm not really sure what happened? Can you relate? The weather is wonderful.....can't complain about that for sure. I plan to open up windows tomorrow and clean house. I have decided to "let the maid" go. I have enjoyed that luxury for 2 years now! She is fixing to have yet another child anyway so it will be a good time to say Adios Senora. If I can't keep up with just Paps and I here then I need to get more help than a maid. Like I said it has been a pure luxury. I mean really, I clean before she comes! She had it made. So who thinks I can step down from the throne?

GO ASTROS

I just found out tonight that my grandson, Reid and "son" Troy are going to go to the World Series Tuesday! Heather said Reid is in bed staring at the ceiling in utter shock. Just a little earlier their neighbor came to the door with 2 extra tickets from his company and gave them to them. Now is that just the sweetest neighbor in the world? I can't even begin to tell you what a memory that will be for my 2 boys. I love people to be excited and happy and that made a 9 year old boy and a #@$* year old man pretty excited. They are the 2 best fans any team could ever hope for. It's always great to have something to look forward to, don't you think? I know Uncle Mitch and Aunt JD will be VERY jealous. In a good way though. I know I will be tuned in and not just to see Biggio in his baseball pants, but to see the 2 biggest smiles in the crowd! You gotta love it!

It's Finally Over

And to that reference I mean the class reunion. I did not wear anything new that I bought instead dug out the comfort of an old tank and cardigan. It was similiar to taking along a teddy bear...I found comfort in the already worn feeling of that shirt. We were the early birds to get things set up etc etc etc.......No one, unless you have done to before too, knows it is a lot of work to organize any event. By the time old ( and I do mean old ) friends started arriving we were ready. Classmates Nancy (Drum major) & Buddy # 64, Pam, head cheerleader and I, the lowly peon were the worker ants. It was alot of fun and it really did all turn out great. Clint & Barbra's mansion held all of us and I bet there were close to 70 or so. The weather cooperated and ToniAnn did not throw anyone in the pool. Some I had not seen since high school were there. The alcohol flowed a little too freely for some and when we were headed home I was glad that I do not live in that lifestyle. Life is hard enough being sober. So, for another 5 years it is over. We voted that for the next one we are all going a cruise. We'll be too old to throw anything together! We all agreed we were probably the most beautiful class that ever graduated and no one mentioned age. However, Pam and I did raise a few eyebrows at some. For those of you who care the class of 70 is still alive.

Dancing on the Streets of Heaven

One of my precious sisters, the one with the initials JWR, has always had a heart full of compassion, the patience of Job, the knowledge of Einstein, the spirit of God that is lived and breathed in her everyday life, and on and on could I go. Anyway, she has always been like the Piped Piper of ALL ...everyone wants to follow her. Young and old. She has taken it on herself to be the caretaker of an elderly aunt-in-law many years ago. She called her, dropped by to visit and just generally made sure that Aunt Helen knew she was loved and not lonley. I don't think Aunt Helen was the easiest person to love but Jody loved her dearly with all her eccentricies. (OK, I know that is probably not spelled right.) After years of being able to care for herself and her home, Aunt Helen had to go live in a retirement home. And Jody followed. She visited, did her wash and took her little surprises and gifts. Maybe a nice pair of PJ's, or a sweater or whatever. I had the extreme pleasures of accompanying her on one of her visits and witnessed first hand what it will be like when Jody cares for me. No, really, we had our chuckles over some of Aunt Helen's consistent and repetitive questions, like, "Now what day is this?' "Now who is bringing me communion?" Each time Jody would sweetly answer while I rolled in hysteria behind Aunt Helen's wheelchair. Until I saw what was under it...but that is another story. When we got in the car to go home that day we had a rather lengthy conversation on how fast life goes by and how at one time Aunt Helen had been a vibrant school teacher....now reduced to wondering about the days and order of things. Routines, busy schedules, deadlines, work, fears, sins.....it all takes on a whole new meaning when we realized that someday ( and sooner than not ) we will be at the mercy of someone to care for us. Well, this afternoon all of Aunt Helen's worries about the days and the routines of bedtime ended. Tonight she sleeps in the arms of Jesus. Never again will she worry about anything. I just know that she was lucky while she was here to have been blessed with my sister. Good Night Aunt Helen....and by the way, it is Wednesday, October the 12th.

Neena's Nest

This has been quite a day and I am not sure why. Maybe because it was Monday or maybe the rain but it felt like the day would never be over. No specific reason for wanting to rush it by because life goes way too fast anyway but I am glad that night has fallen. It feels like fall has finally arrived in whatever "measure" you can count in Texas. I am grateful for cooler weather. I have noticed that all my favorite bloggers have been on vacation for some reason.......I am missing catching up on all their comings and goings. I did get to spend the day with Ashley on Saturday. She was trying to "spiff" me up for my class reunion this weekend. Not sure we accomplished any look we were trying for and I probably won't wear anything I bought. It just felt good to have a SteinMart sack. Right Jenna? I thought about arriving at the reunion to a stunned group of classmates who couldn't believe how I had maintained the fountain of youth. But I realize now after much self examination and about 4 hours in various dressing rooms with Fun House mirrors that I will look just like the rest of them. Like I have been out of high school for 35 years. Oh well. At least I'll be in like company.

Neena's Nest

I have spent the last 5 days in a house without air conditioning. How do I explain to you that it was cooler outside at 105 than it was in this house? Right Ashley? Of all weekends to come visit! For the last several days my make up has made it to the car before me. It just slid off my face and ran out the door. My hair all sprayed with hairspray was flat against my skull well before I got to work. I looked for excuses to get in the car and go anywhere because I could run the AC. I did alot of visiting other people so I didn't have to come home until the last. I loooked forward to work. We have air at school! Call me spoiled...I know it. Anyway, it is fixed today and at 7:33 PM I am feeling the first blast of normalcy in the air. I didn't grow up in a house with air conditioning but I can tell you that I will grow old in one. I remember days when you slept with windows open and hoped for a breeze. We tried that. Didn't work. I don't think there is such a thing as a breeze. Ah, the old days we just thought we were cool.....I remember water cooler type "AC's" that spit out little bursts of coolness. But, made a lot of noise. I remember old fans that everyone had on their dressers. Especially the one in my room that "sucked" up my parakeet and traumatized me.. I remember big old box fans. I remember being HOT. I don't like to be hot. I haven't felt like doing anything. I have almost felt physically ill. So now I have wash piled up and a house to clean before the maid comes tomorrow. I wouldn't want her to think I kept a dirty house.

Neenastar

I hear alot of talk about fall. What is it exactly? I seem to have forgotton. Oh yeah, it is that wonderful and my most favorite time of year when cool weather comes in and the crock pot comes out. It is when leaves fall and darkness comes early enough to make me go to bed before midnight. It is when I can start whining about having a fire in the fireplace and have my yearly ritual of a sleep out in front of the fireplace. It is when I never seem to quit buying pumpkins. I love pumpkins. It is when I start thinking about the holidays with my family and planning for a whole new year. Life goes by so fast. But, fall where are you? You are not getting here soon enough for me.

Neenastar

The hurricanes have passed for now. Hopefully, all the evacuated houses are inhabited again by their familes. I know that ours are all home safe and sound. Probably a little more thankful than when they left. I know I am. What a chore to decide what to take and what to leave. I couldn't help but compare to a favorite Bible story of Lot's wife who just had to look back at her "things". It is such a woman thing to collect things in trying to make a house a home. I am ashamed to admit it but I am afraid that I would have had to look back too. I have admitted my weakness before so that should be no surprise to you. Now I am trying to focus on the Heavenly home I want. The one that is already prepared. I know that my Father wants me to happy there so I bet it already has things to surround me with peace. Did you ever wonder about your Heavenly home? I hope everyone I love is on the same cul de sac with me.

Neenastar says "I Like My Rita with a Little Salt on the Edges"

Once again the Sabs are on their way. They have now been in the car for about 16 hours. Macy has had enough of that car seat. Thank goodness for Barney and Cinderella. They did get to rest some at Aunt Ashley's and Uncle B's before heading out again. Last time I talked to them about 2o minutes ago ( It is now almost 8PM ) they were moving along for the first time about 5o mph. That is progress. If they can stay on country roads and weave their way through they should be able to make it here by 10????? We'll see. Thanks for all the prayers for them. Now, we have to get everybody home after this mess. It looks like our area is not going to be hammered as bad as first thought. We will get rains and high winds but that should be all. We are anxious to watch the next update on the weather to see where Rita is going. More from Neena central later.

Neenastar

Oh my......another busy Sunday that always goes something like this........Church....eat.......nap........church........eat again. Boring as it sounds, my spiritual battery is charged and I am ready for another week....I started the day wearing my new prescription contacts. I know that there is a time frame for getting "used" to them however I don't think that on Day 4 I should still be almost blind. I was totally frustrated in church because I couldn't even read the power point...Good thing I knew all the songs by heart today. Funny things about all old hymns. I really did know all the words to al the verses. I believe that is proof that I was born on the pew so to speak. Anyway, I got home this morning and dug around for my old lenses ( I saved them for an emergency ) and VIOLA. I can see again. I will be calling Texan Eye Care in the morning.

Neenastar

It is Saturday again! I hate to admit that sometimes the days just fly by. Paps and I had our usual Saturday night date to Walmart. We even stopped by and had dinner at Schlotzkey's. What a night. Almost more than I could stand. When you get past the age of &Y&#@^&^$^)# it doesn't take much to get the old blood pressure up. However, Saturdays are also lonesome days. During the week, my empty nest isn't so bad. But, on Saturdays when I am knocking around in this big old house all day I miss the noise of life. The noise of slamming doors, blasting radios, arguing brothers and sisters ( who????), phones ringing, TV's up too loud, messy messy bedrooms, refrigerator doors being opened and closed a milion times and the always favorite comment, "There is never anything in this house to eat". Now, the sound of silence is almost as loud as the life that was once here. I always miss my kids........although I have resigned that they are not ever coming back to live here. Now, I especially miss my precious Reid and Macy. I wish we lived closer so I could to ballgames, visit at school, go to the movies, and Macy's dance practice.......and of course babysit when needed. Oh well......like I said, it is Saturday again. But, I am so blessed that I had all those Saturdays in the past.......The ones where I was SO TIRED from a wild week. BUT..... Tomorrow is the BUSY day.......as we used to say...church, eat, nap and church. Those are all scriptual things that have to be in that order on Sundays!!!!

Neenastar

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Where in the world have I been? I can't believe that I haven't written anything in almost a year. Mainly because I am still not real sure what I am doing! If this works, then I may become a regular. I spend enough time sitting here at night reading the blogs of family I may as well join the blogwagon. Gotta go to Austin tomorrow to the Dr. so I took off the day. I don't look forward going to Austin like I used to. I can't even twist anyone's arm to go with me. Except I know my precious Mom would if I asked. But, I'll be rushing around so it's best I just jet off on my own. I need to take my camera to repair....I need to trade hubby's cell phone ( yes, Whitney, the OLD one ) and I need to go exchange a skirt that I thought would fit.......what size was I thinking I was? Then I have to be back here in time for Bible Study at my house. So, how was this for my first blog? Too informational, I think. I do have a deep side .....somewhere. I am sure you will discover it if you hang onto Neena's Nest.

Neena's Nest

Sunday, January 16th...... Although I am not real sure what I am doing, I am no stranger to writing my thoughts and feelings. Some never materalize onto paper only fly around in my mind. Those of you who know me that is a spacious place, my mind. I will get better at this new freedom and will try and use this opportunity to taking my soul and my heart to a new level. Now all those random thoughts will have a place to go.