Monday, July 27, 2009

On Wings of an Angel - In Memory of Deana


A tender heart stopped beating today. A woman I never met in real life, only online through an adoption chatboard, yet she touched my life through her words and her actions. Deana was a loving wife, a proud mama to two young, sweet boys, and also a woman who reached out to so many lives through her kind words, encouraging spirit, a soul that fought the illness with all she had. Her courageous battle against Burketts Lymphoma was fought in a way that inspired so many others.

You left us too soon, Deana. Your ducky friends will always remember you and continue to pray for Jack and the zboyz as they grow up. In the words of her husband, Jack, hug your loved ones close tonight.


Loves bares all things...


In loving memory of a special ducky friend, Deana

Thursday, July 09, 2009

I'm a Raspberry! What are you?


Who needs hot fudge or powdered sugar? You are naturally sweet, like the best parts of summer. You are secret swimming spots in the woods, where the water is so cold it takes your breath away, even in August. You are the way it feels to swing out over the water on a knotted rope or scramble up a rocky outcropping, just so you can leap off and make the perfect splash. You are tall swaying grass, hayrides, farm stands, and cool morning air that smells vaguely of wildflowers. Mmm... YOU!

What summer food are you???

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

Unsolved Mysteries

I arrived home from work to find this, the crime scene...
I tried to talk to the suspects...
The usual suspect denied any involvement, her history involves shredding her toys, not my things...
Hmm...someone's not looking too innocent...

The big goof isn't fooling me with his usual charm of a wink and a smile...
The blond girl is relieved to be outta this scandal.
Like I could be mad, HAH, it was my own fault for leaving the bathroom door open with some new tools that have been distracting me from their walks.

Seriously though, check out this nifty swing and slide a neighbor was tossing out. I backed my car up and loaded that goody up!

And puhleeze excuse the messy yard, a girl can't get her yardwork done and tile a floor at the same time. Thank goodness for the kind neighbor who keeps the front yard looking good for me, I wish he would also take pity on my backyard too!

July 4th holiday - part 2


My holiday weekend wasn't all labor intensive though, I did find time to celebrate my 46th (yikes!) birthday with family. Good grief, I'm definitely going to be the oldest "new" mother on the playground. I should start researching high schools that are near future nursing homes or retirement centers for me to make it a short walk for Chloe one day! HAH - who am I kidding, there will be no retirement in my lifetime!


In truth, I never planned to wait this late in life to start a family, life just happened that way. Building a family for me has always been a deeply ingrained desire, a dream I refused to give up on, regardless of the rocky road to get there. Perhaps the challenges in my earlier years have helped me have the fortitude to survive this extended wait.


My stomach is in knots lately with the latest bumps in the road, including a newly imposed, additional "required" donation fee by my agency (upon receiving referral). Since when is a donation "required?" Well, when an agency decides to hold a new referral ransom until this new required fee is paid, I have to wonder if our freedoms in the USA really are free. Of course I want to do what I can to help orphanages in China, the method to require this donation is unsettling.


The latest media coverage of corruption of children forcibly removed from homes due to family planning guidelines in China also worries me on multiple levels. China; their government = their laws. How will the U.S. see this latest issue though? I prefer to keep my head in the sand at the moment and protect my heart that this will not end up as another delay in the process and that the babes that are adopted out truly are orphaned and not children taken out of the arms of loving homes. It seems so sad that each step of the process, while ever so slowly inching forward, there appears to be yet another hurdle, yet another concern, to either accomplish or overcome. The underlying fact is we each need to come to terms with the concept of motherhood, China's family planning laws, and how our adopted Chinese children will process this information. What will it mean to them one day? Yet another round of unanswered questions of their past lives. Hopefully, the tender arms of loving family and supportive answers to keep looking and trying to understand a government and long-standing culture so different from our own as Americans will play a large step in our children making peace with their unknown past.


However motherhood comes to you,
it's a miracle.
~Valerie Harper

Monday, July 06, 2009

How I spent my July 4th holiday - Part 1

Some people lazed by the pool,
others enjoyed bbq's in preparation
for the evening's fireworks,
not me this year, all of the typical independence
day celebrations will be picked up again next year,
but this year...while some lazy dogs snoozed...

I ripped up my old bathroom flooring and got into some serious manual labor...
Seriously, what was I thinking? Yet another physical labor project? That's ok, "install new tile floor" will soon be checked of my "items to do before bring home a precious babe" list.

Needless to say, when a friend called at 8am and said, "right about now you're regretting starting this project," well, I didn't find it quite so funny at the time because it was too true!






Monday, June 29, 2009


Every call has a beginning

A quiet moment when God

whispers a promise to a mother’s heart.

A holy place where a father bows

and faithfully accepts the journey set before him.

A miraculous morning that unexpectedly dawns…

Casting its first light on a chosen threshold.

A gentle knock..a closed door opens.

A sacred invitation sent by the Father

Leads to the other side of the world.

Where lonely hearts stare out orphanage windows

Praying for someone to care..

And then one morning,

On an ordinary day

An orphan’s life changes...

God sends them a second chance...

Through you.


--author unknown

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Orphans Deserve Better - A call to action

I've added a new photo link to my sidebar. Orphans Deserve Better is a grassroots effort to counter the Warner Brothers movie, Orphan, set for release soon.

Please take a moment to click on the link and sign the petition. Far-fetched stories can subtly shape views of the world. This movie leaves the impression that orphans are damaged goods, those who know better must react by being the voices for the children around the world who cannot speak for themselves.

Why adopt? Why China?

Orphans of God...

Thursday, June 25, 2009

My new love, joy unfolding...

I have a new love in my life, my attention is captivated with it's mysterious, yet fulfilling nature. I've followed my love to new hangouts, leisurely wandering store aisles with thoughts of my love in mind, spending many late nights roaming blogs that share my love.

To the dismay of one,
And the skepticism of another,

I introduce my new love, I think I'll call her Mags...
Just a few of the reasons I fell in love with Mags...

Your built in needle threader, how long has this special feature been around?

Your button to make the needle go up or down, rather than using the wheel on the side like my junior high home ec teacher taught me.

Your speed control, we can fly new alleys together or slow down to enjoy the ride.

Your sharp thread cutter, which I've learned can also slice the seam allowance if I'm not careful.

Oh, the depths I long to explore my new love. Perhaps one day soon, as our relationship solidifies, I will feel comfortable enough to move from the solitary straight stitch and explore your auto button holer and decorative stitches.

Pet Peeves

I’m in a mood today, a dirty no good rotten mood. Isn’t there a children’s book about that? My mood is probably stemming from a lack of reasonable sleep lately due in part to Norman, my 11 year old lab who is acting like a whiney toddler lately, work woes, and because I keep forgetting to get my estrogen prescript refilled. A woman with a lapse of estrogen is not a good thing.

Norman, while the love of my life for his whole hearted dedication to me, is driving me nuts because of that dedication. He has to be by my side at every turn and movement in my home. His latest lovely habit is to bark incessantly at me in a loud, big dog sorta way. He barks, not because he is hurt, more out of boredom, he barks if I’m on the phone, if I’m on the computer, if I’ve just finished petting him, if I’m in the bathroom, well, you get the picture. I spoke with a pet obedience trainer who advised me to treat the behavior like a child’s annoying behavior, ignore it and it will go away. BWAAHAA, Norman upped the anti and barks more and louder! Time out is my new thing. Upon avoiding one warning of “few more minutes, night night good boy” (which has always worked in the past), Norman now gets dragged to the bedroom and I shut the door to give us some space. His timeout lasts less than two minutes as his attention span is less than that and usually works for a little while. (Thank goodness for my sweet girl, Bailey, who is such an easy dog to share my life.)

Work…it is what it is, I do not like being in a position where I’m not happy with my job. I can’t change it and in my heart I’m deeply grateful to have a decent job in this economy. I’m just tired of the “no good deed will go unpunished” operating theory.

So, while I’m on a whiney roll, I thought I’d list a few pet peeves, perhaps some bloggers will relate, and some bloggers may think I need to get a life, (thank you, I have one, it is good, but to each life some rain must fall, and it’s cloudy weather here in my world at the moment)!

My random list of current pet peeves:

  • Public forums for single women where married women join a discussion thread to talk about their married lives. Hello, the heading is “single” why are you posting there about how long you’ve been married? This trend seems to happen regularly on the RQ site, which is why I limit my postings about “single life” to closed forums.

  • Married women who complain when their husband/S.O. is away that they have had to be a “single mother.” OMG – get real, you have the security of another paycheck and a backup pair of hands; try balancing responsibility of a home, a family, auto repairs, health issues, and finances all on your own. I’m not there yet (ala single mother) but I can tell this will be a hot button for me.

  • Politicians that only help constituents when it brings them into the spotlight. This is directed to Kay Bailey Hutchinson, a fellow adoptive parent, who never responded to my previous writing. Umm, Kay, not a good way to recruit voters if you’re going to run for governorship. (Shout out to Rep Hensarling and Sen Cornyn for their previous efficient and helpful responses!)

  • The local immigration office. Today marks 7 weeks since my fingerprints were taken for the third time in the 171 process. You’ve got my money. Really now, how long does it take to stamp a document with “good for another 18 months.”

  • Rude coworkers (please note that drama queens are cute on toddlers, not grown adults), neighbors who don’t mow their lawns, selfish people, hair dressers that do not understand that a ½” trim does not mean chop 2” off of layers, oh, and one more, whiney people! LOL

Ok, vent over. I’m off to climb out of my whiney pit. Please pass the chocolate!