An Epic Journey ~ Part 2

Part 2 – If you didn’t get to read Part 1 (due to WordPress shenanigans yesterday, I’d start back there first…)

We were all in the river and our gear was in tow. We had our river shoes on and favorite cups in hand. The tube with the cooler was attached to my husband’s inner tube, because he’d offered to take on that responsibility, thinking that’s all he’d have to keep up with today.

I mean, how hard was it going to be? The most trouble he was going to have, was making consistent throws as he tossed up a fresh beverage and located the empties into the yellow mesh bag, which dangled from the side of his tube. Yes that’s right we were recycling, too.

It just so happens that the birds were singing. The sun was out and the river water was moving. It was going to be a beautiful day for tubing. We were doing our duty. We were prepared. We were off for some Texas Frio fun. IMG_0437

We all joked with the friends we were leaving behind, as they set up the chairs in our normal spot. It provided a beautiful view of the river and a scenic view of the cabin. It also offered the perfect position to watch the children go to and fro. We decided those staying behind were going to miss out on a lot of laughter. They had determined that we were going to end up wishing we had stayed put. Staying meant getting to be just a few yards from the AC and access to a deep swimming hole, which the others thought seemed logical. A no brainer.

What did they know?

So, I’d been given a final offer to listen to the smart people. The Holy Spirit had whispered in my ear…”Stay, Aud. You’ll wish you had.”

I’d decided to ignore Him, sealed my fate right there didn’t I? 😉 Continue reading

An Epic Journey ~ Part 1

The tubes were rented and the sunscreen had been applied, we were ready for the float trip of our lives….

~ The events that are about to unfold are being told from the best of my memory. Some events I’ve blocked out, others are still raw and most of the ones which offer up the nocturnal nightmares are being dealt with appropriately, with tequila.

It had been a great vacation with friends. The open air was surrounding us and we had been appropriately lazy for three days straight. If we weren’t doing a quick load of laundry or whipping up something for the kids to eat, we were sitting in the Frio River water. When you didn’t find us there you could usually locate us up the street, possibly looking for souvenirs, buying ice for the coolers or picking up a pecan pie from the sweetest old woman inside a hut. Someone should write a book about her one day. She’d beat the pants off the Old Woman who lived in a shoe or Old Lady who swallowed a fly. This was the Old Grandmother who made pie.  Continue reading

Pug Dog

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Pug Dog
(Somewhat In the tune of Annie’s, Dumb Dog)

Pug Dog, why are you snoring?

Pug Dog, you’re sleeping more than me.

You snore at my feet, Pug.
You snore between my sheets, Dog.

Pug Dog, why are you following me?

On my lap you sit and snore, Pug.
You lay on more than half of our couch, Dog.

Pug Dog, why are you stalking me?

I can’t run away, Pug.
You snore throughout the day, Dog.

Pug Dog, you can stop snoring at any time.

Pug Dog….. STOP!

A day in the life with Oldest Daughter & Redheaded Sister and Pug Dog (Oscar)

Tubas & Sisters

This morning, bright and early and before school, I hear my son playing his tuba. I giggle because it’s a tuba and it’s loud. I stop to wonder if anyone can hear it oom-pa pa, oom-pa paing along.

Just last night my daughter was caught saying, “Why does it have to be the biggest instrument? He has to play that thing…”

She said this to herself as she walked by the tuba which was sitting in one of the living room chairs. I think she probably rolled her eyes as she prepared her bag for early morning choir.

Now I sit here contentedly preparing for my day and I giggle. I have a daughter rolling her eyes in exasperation and a son, who enjoys an early morning tuba session. Both caught up in being very authentic, I’m thrilled to have been a spectator for both events.

Oom-pa Oom-pa Oom-pa…I have a post to do. Happy Thursday! I’m off today!! Watch out WordPress. I have something brewing…and it isn’t just coffee.

A Place to Exist

My Protagonist’s First Thoughts, a Daily Prompt…

Old Water Well

Old Water Well (Photo credit: dagnyg)

I know how I got to where I am today. Within me is an old abandoned well, dark and lonely. Sadly, I’d witnessed no sign or hope that water had been here, maybe not even a long time ago. I am aware that there is nothing positive about my well, we won’t find dampness here, yet it is my place to exist for now.

This was not once a wishing well, either. I’m not standing on someone else’s wishes made of silver or copper coins, which would have been tossed in with the belief that wishes came true. So nothing lost, but yet nothing gained. A relief for the hopeful. How sad for me.

This dry, old and forgotten well had found me and not the other way around. It’s too bad, really; wells with forgotten coins full of wishes, or the dampness of a working water well, would have given me hope.

I would have liked there.

How many times do you say thank you for something you’re not thankful for?

My Goals? Off to Heaven in a Wheelbarrow, That’s Where.

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My problem is that I wanna be funny, too. I tried, I set myself up to try.

But I can’t. So now I’m pissed, I’m annoyed and most importantly, I’m disappointed.

I set out yesterday to do something fun, a pick me up, so I could be witty today. I wanted to create a post that produced laughter for all of my readers. I wanted to show that I can be ever so sweet, nice and funny, too.

Yesterday, I set goals for today’s post.

  1. I was going to encourage others to smile.
  2. I was going to spark creative goals for a fellow blogger.
  3. I was going to poke fun at myself for another’s enjoyment.

I haven’t written ‘funny’ yet. I’ve been too busy working through my reasons for hesitation. Continue reading

Go Find Joy

Daily Prompt

Scribble down the first ten words that come to mind. Pick three of them. There’s your post title. Now write!

Okay, here we go…

1. event

2. go

3. love

4. find

5. joy

6. fast

7. camp

8. meaning

9. when

10. gone

Good grief, how do I do this challenge?

Which words can I pull creativity from?

Camp Fast Event? Meaning Love Gone? When Gone Fast? Go Find Joy?

Go find joy in your dreams. Hmm…

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Can You Pass The Tissues? I Have Issues…

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Dear Daughter,

I want to begin with an I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

I wish I could take the whole day back.

I tried to remind God, while pregnant with you, that it wouldn’t be a good idea to give me a little girl. He disagreed and you came into the world with my red hair, freckles and chubby cheeks. I didn’t know how to be a girl myself, how was I going to teach you to be a better girl? I stressed and worried for months about raising a daughter. I feared all the girly things I’d need to explain one day. More importantly, I feared having the right answers when you came to me with questions.

I’ve tried, I have, honestly.

I knew the day was coming… I just didn’t think it through. I’m sorry. Continue reading

One Day

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ଓଡ଼ିଆ: କଳା କଫି (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Daily Prompt: Everything Changes

She was lost in her own thoughts as she jumped the broken curb trying to get out-of-the-way and out of the street as a van charged forward from a stopped position at a red light. Abby’s soaking wet blonde hair hung in front of her eyes.

“Doesn’t anyone watch where they’re going!” Shouted someone one from behind her.

She didn’t flinch but logged that experience towards the back of her mind. She had other things to worry about and currently picking at the hangnail on her thumb was one of them as she revisited the same thoughts from yesterday, this morning. Continue reading