Consuming baby love
like the intoxicating beverage it is.
Can’t get enough.
Drunk all the time.
Online Shopping is Sooo Worth the $5 Service Charge
by ToniShopping with three kids?
Not gonna happen today
Click, Click. It’s finished.
Are you a Haiku Buckaroo? You could be.
Haiku Buckaroo V
by ToniYou remember haiku, right? It’s that funny non-rhyming poetry that’s all about the syllables. Here’s a refresher: Five syllables in the first line, seven in the second and five more in the third. See? Easy peasy. Armed with this knowledge you now have the power to be the next Haiku Buckaroo. (A highly coveted honor … at least I highly covet the honor) Click over to My Mommy’s Place to read the official rules and all that. Then get to writing!
Never won first prize
I’m a Haiku Buckaroo
Fifth time is the charm.
See more haiku here.
Lego Dinner
by Toni
No comment here except to say if I had a triple dip ice cream cone like Mr. Spaceman I don’t think I’d be wearing such a terrible grimace …. except, of course, it’s black ice cream … so, there’s that.
Refrigerator Art
by Toni
It looks random but it’s not.
Horse.
Surfing Man.
BTW, a stainless steel fridge make a great dry erase board for short people and big people that don’t want their notes erased can write with wet erase markers on the freezer.
A Lonely Kitty Haiku
by ToniBack from vacation
Fish tank shattered on the floor
No sign of the fish
A New Song
by ToniAlmost every weekend from Fall 1994 to Spring of ’96, found me traveling home from college and back again. Those three hours of total drive time became a meeting place for me and God. Alone, without fear of what others might think, I found it easy to converse with my Creator. Many of those conversations turned to song. I would find myself praising His goodness and grace with lyrics I had never heard sung elsewhere. I always thought, “I should write this down when I get a chance.” But invariably the chance never came or if it did the words would be long gone having floated away with the melody.
Several weeks ago as I drove across town, contemplating the morning’s devotion, a song came unbidden to my lips. It had been so long since the Lord spoke to me in this way that I didn’t even consider stopping to write the words down. I simply basked in the marvel of the music. “Still,” I thought later, “it would be nice to have at least one of these songs written down.”
Fast forward a week or two. It is early and I am sitting in my devotion chair with my Bible opened and my notebook ready. But I am not reading. I am not praying. I am only reveling in the silence of our home and the blessed life I have been granted when the melody begins…
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You made the heavens and the earth.
You gave the sun its birth.
And in the midst of all of this
You made me.
So small and insignificant
I feel like just a speck.
I feel so unimportant … and yet …
You came. You came.
You knew all of history and still You came
for the speck that I would be.
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Rushing here, rushing there
Do I see you? Do I care?
My hope is in the car, the house, the things.
TV tells me I need x
and y and z and s and t and q.
Yet in the midst of all of this my heart cries
that all I need is You .
Please come. Please come.
I know I have forsaken Your way but
please come. Please come
and save the speck I am today.
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Without You what do I have.
Nothing comes to mind.
You are hope and love and peace.
These things I’d like to find.
Please come.
For You I ask, I see, I knock
I hope You hear me pray.
It is You that I need –
the Truth, the Light, the Way.
And You come. You come
and You fill the speck I am today.
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No longer lost, no longer small
for Your life fills my being.
My path is straight. The way is clear.
Praise from my soul doth ring.
You came. You came.
And now I’m walking with the King.
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If You’ve Ever Felt Like a Little Cog in a Big Machine …
by Toniskip on over to Hubby’s blog and read this cute little story. It’s autobiographical, by the way. And if you leave a comment, you’ll make his (and therefore my) day. Help a girl out, will ya?
When a Cat Finally Stalks a Mouse (a true story by Sister)
by Toni
Yesterday, when I (Sister) went in the den to get my karate suit on I saw a mouse run across the room. I screamed and I ran and told Mom that there was a mouse in the house. The picture you see is of Serafina, our cat stalking the mouse in the house. When we came back from karate, we helped Serafina catch the mouse. To help her catch the mouse we lifted up the couches with stools and she went under the couch and caught the mouse. It was too bad though that she never got to eat it. We let it go outside. And since yesterday, she has not caught any more mice. And I hope that she catches them in the house but brings them outside and eats them not play with them in the house.
Six Words
by ToniElaine over at Blog In My Eye found this intriguing exercise. Describe your life in exactly six words. The idea comes from the book Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six-Word Memoirs by Writers Famous & Obscure which sprang from this story.
Legend has it that Hemingway was once challenged to write a story in only six words. His response? “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” Last year, SMITH Magazine re-ignited the recountre by asking our readers for their own six-word memoirs. They sent in short life stories in droves, from the bittersweet (“Cursed with cancer, blessed with friends”) and poignant (“I still make coffee for two”) to the inspirational (“Business school? Bah! Pop music? Hurrah”) and hilarious (“I like big butts, can’t lie”).
We’re not nearly on par with Hemingway around here but I made an attempt all the same.
*Jumped off barn roof. Bloody nose.
*Took best friend’s guy. So sorry.
*Crashed car while naming seven dwarfs.
*Almost married the wrong person. Oops.
*4 credits from graduating. Left college.
*Found true love. Growing a family.
Then I realized the task required not a series of six word thoughts but only six words. Hmm, my life in half a dozen….
“All things work for the good.”
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I don’t know if you’re supposed to tag anyone for this but I would be interested to see what Leslie would come up with because, being the Queen of Haiku and all, she knows how to say more with less.
I’m also curious about Jenni’s perspective. Someone who boldly uses words like “troglodyte” and “proclivity” will most certainly rock this vocabulary exercise.
And if you feel so inclined, please play along. You could even go here and submit your entry.
Who know’s you might get published.
