Summer gone...

Muhlenbergia Capillaris.......the beautiful grassy shrub representing the end of summer and the beginning of fall. The beginning of fall makes a lot of us feel like little chipmunks hoarding red wine acorns in our burrows, anxiously waiting for spring. I try so very hard to like winter. Hot chocolate, apple cider, fires, but all I can really appreciate from the desolate surroundings of coldness, death of the earth and despair in my heart that the year is ending and I am closer to being out of time in my life.... is the assortment of fuzzy socks I can purchase. Let's face it...fuzzy socks can be the difference of procrastination or productivity in winter!
Yes...my sunsets will still be stunning and the bay still gorgeous be it warm or cold, but  I feel the colors of summer draining away with this beautiful pic taken this morning as I drove past the hustle of the day. I wonder how many other people notice the side of the road colors fading. Another year almost gone.

As much as I hate to see winter arrive, I will stay positive and find beauty in my surroundings (and my fuzzy socks). This is not goodbye summer because.....

“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.”
                                                                                                                                                                                          ~ RUMI

My Mother’s day thoughts over coffee…..

When we are little we crave our mothers, have to have them…be near them or life is horrible. We get in our teens we are oblivious to the fact we even have mothers. Do not care about them (generally speaking) nor do we want to be around them. Moving up to our pre-adult years (20’s and 30’s cause let’s face it, we all know that’s not grown!) We are annoyed with our mothers yet we need them so badly. Do you ask them for their knowledge and help in life and be irritated by their advice or do you go it alone? You hit adult life (your 40’s but I’m still fighting that adult title) and you feel a deep longing for your mother but now you have to make better your choices for you past treatment of her. Not that you treated her badly in a sense but you let her go when you shouldn't have. I don’t mean she’s out of your life, she never is, but maybe she could have been in it more and you…yes you had to live your own life and somehow that meant not utilizing her.

Funny thing about Mothers….they are always there for you no matter what age, what troubles or happiness you have.  So remember when your too busy, too annoyed, too happy or too sad…They just want to be forever apart of your crazy world for you my dear are a part of them.

I need to work on this last stage with my mother, too bad we can’t stay little.

Being a mother is a strange and beautiful experience that no woman should live without!

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY ALL!!!

P.s…. yes I know my pic is crazy, it represents my loving annoyed relationship with mom J J sure my boys feel the same love. It’s great!

Faithful Worms :p

Schistosoma mansoni worms

They may not offer the conventional image of love, but these parasitic worms are usually far more faithful than the humans they inhabit. As unromantic as it sounds, they cause the disease schistosomiasis, also known as snail fever. When they reproduce sexually within the human body, they form loyal monogamous pair bonds that typically last the entire cycle.

If only we were parasites...I think we give it a good try and when we fail that first love, that desire, we are continuously searching for a second chance. Some of us find another and go on to be somewhat happy...some skip from relationships unable to commit and others have multiple commitments or marriages trying to recapture that once strong lure that brought us to love in the first place. 

Whether your a loner like me... or pretending to be happy with that 2nd or 3rd or 4th partner in crime we should all give a toast to the parasite :) Cheers! Long and happy sex lives in the human body!  

Chained by love....

I don't think I have any dog post on my blog and I'm a dog trainer. I must say that this is the SADDEST most horrid thing I can imagine for a dog. It's mental and physical abuse by EVERY standard. My biggest wonder is...why have it? I have my dogs cause they bring something to me I can't get anywhere else. They want to please me and I want to please them as well....If I tied them up outside ya know what? ...they would still want to please me with all their beating heart and well...that just makes me really really sad. As a Dog Trainer I don't want to tell people if their dog should be in a crate/kennel or sleep in their bed...if they should allow it on their couch or to even let it eat from their plate...I am here to help them make what they WANT plausible and doable and ok....but this is never ok for me.... I get asked a thousand times a day at work... "where are are your 'tie outs' ...or I need a way to keep my dog on his chain..he keeps getting off his collar or harness...and in my head I think ...YOU GO DOG..GO! If you can't provide attention and needed exercise for a dog..don't have one. Your not doing the world a favor by "saving a dog" and keeping it tied out. If I must tell the truth...you make me sick...


Also...while I was typing this blog..I had head phones on with music and my 5 month old pup took a crap at the back door...hahahahahahahah...MY FAULT PEOPLE! I love her :) 

When I breathe?

So over my 43 years the main thing I have taken away from life so far is to breathe...life's not bad, it's actually good .I have had loads of tragedy...more than needed. When things go wrong or something makes me really angry, if I stop a second and take a breath and really think about what's important in my life...I can actually muster a giggle :) Relax people...life is a glorious gift, go with it..it's not always going to go as planned, in fact it may derail completely but it's still a gift!!!!!! HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY 2012!

Ugh....

Ok....ok ok ok!! If I were a person to swoon over someone famous...to dream about them and to fantasize about meeting them and how they couldn't keep their eyes off me and had to have me, later asking me to marry them and we live happily ever after...it would NOT be Kelsey Grammer!! It would be Sean Connery or John Travolta.
But....-sigh- for the past two weeks I can't seem to get Kelsey out of my head! I watch Frasier almost every night before bed so I'm sure that has something to do with it although I have been watching it for years ...so why did I go so far as to Google him! I hear on TV/Google that he has been dating a 29 yr old flight attendant and even though his divorce from his 4th wife is not final he has asked her(kayte) to marry him in February!
All I can say is.... I'm not into hairy backs and I hope these thoughts end quickly......

The Giving Tree.

So I'm sure many of you have heard the story or read the children"s book "The Giving Tree". A story of a young boy and a tree in the forest who always provides him with what ever he wants, branches on which to swing, shade in which to sit, apples to eat, branches with which to build a home. The boy takes and takes from her and she gladly gives until he leaves her alone and broken down. He returns when he is old and she is a stump with nothing else to give but she offers him a seat and he sits telling her that is all he needs and she(the tree) is happy.
I was told in an email last night that I am the giving tree when it comes to my 18 yr old son. It was meant as an insult meaning I am hurting him by not letting him be a man and doing everything for him and making it easy for him. At first my feelings were hurt tremendously that I was being criticized as a mother...then a few mins later my hurt turned to rage. You see the person throwing the insult was what enraged me the most...it wasn't so much the comment as the person ...
So...I was mad....and yes...I went to the kitchen and ate a bowl of Snow Cream ice cream that you will NOT find listed on my food track for yesterday....why? Cause I was mad.....
Then I thought about it some more. You know what? I am the giving tree....I AM THE GIVING TREE...but I am proud of it! I am a mother, a good one whose boys love me and when I am done giving them all I can give and they leave me for their own families ....they will come back to me always....for love.
I am what I am and that's not a bad thing.
And you know what else? I lost a pound according to the scale this morning so ...HAHA!