Monday, November 17, 2008

One More Day

My husband makes fun of the fact that I have a song to go with memories and events...Bon Jovi's "Who Says You Can't Go Home" is my Alaska song, "Where the Black Top Ends" is my Missouri song and "When You're Goin' Thru Hell" is my Texas song and so on and so on. I'm sure you get the picture. On any given day I'm sure I hear at least one song that makes me think back to a memory/event and sometimes it's good but not always....

I was driving back from a day of fun shopping with my two girls when "One More Day" by Diamond Rio came on and I couldn't help but think of her. I got tears in my eyes and a huge lump in my throat and before I knew it it was a full cry with crocodile tears running down my cheeks. I'm so glad the girls were asleep so I didn't have to explain. Sometimes I don't know where the emotion comes from but it happens out of the blue. In my mind, I picture all the things I would do if space and time were no limit. I would take her out for dinner, and push her threw a park or the woods. Somewhere outdoors with a yellow hue of sunshine around us. I would take her to farm animals but she loved her farm so much and I would ask her to tell me more stories about her childhood. I would laugh at all the same jokes and I would tell her she means the world to me...I would introduce her to my husband. She never got to meet him but she knew we were getting married and I could hear it in her voice just how happy she was for us. The last thing I remember her telling me was that I was going to be a good mom to my stepson...She would love my girls too. I can picture them in her lap and I can hear her laughter while she teases them. Sometimes the pain of losing her just washes over me and I can't believe she's been gone for almost 6 years. She passed away two weeks before my wedding. I don't know why that is so important... I just wanted her to know how happy I would be and what a good man I had found. She would have loved him and pulled him in to kiss him on the cheek. Then she would have teased him about something and said she was a terrible old woman lol ...What I wouldn't give for one more day...

One More Day- Diamond Rio

Last night I had a crazy dream

A wish was granted just for me

It could be for anything

I didnt ask for money

Or a mansion in malibu

I simply wished,

for one more day with you


One more day

One more time

One more sunset,

maybe Id be satisfied

But then again

I know what it would do

Leave me wishing still,

for one more day with you

First thing Id do,

is pray for time to crawl

Then Id unplug the telephone

And keep the tv off

Id hold you every second

Say a million I love yous

Thats what Id do,

with one more day with you


Leave me wishing still,

for one more day

Leave me wishing still,

for one more day

Friday, November 14, 2008

A new twist!

This poem was on my very favorite blog and I just had to share it! I love it!

Twas the Night Before Solstice
By Kristie Burns

'Twas the night before Solstice
and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,
not even our pet mouse

Knitted wool stockings
were hung with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas
soon would be there

The children were tucked
in organic cotton sheets,
The air filter blocking
pollution from the streets.

While mama stayed up
to make handmade gifts
I co-slept with the kids
and watched auras shift.

When out in the herb garden
arose such a clatter
I sprung out of our futon
to see what was the matter!

Away to the solar panels
I flew like a flash.
They took me hours to install
,I hoped they hadn't crashed

The crystals we'd laid out
to absorb the moonlight
Sparkled like fairydust
and blocked my sight

When, what to my
wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh
without any reindeer.

At that moment I knew
that the little old man
Had received my last letter
so bold and so grand

Could you stop using reindeer?
Last year I wrote him,
And enclosed
with the note a PETA pin.

As he neared the house
in his all-wooden sleigh
I noticed it was powered
by wheatgrass and hay.

Ostheimer! Kinderkram!
Stockmar! Fair Trade!
Don't bother landing
if the toys aren't handmade!

"Hey Arriana," I called
to my wife with chagrin,
"With that body mass
do you think he's vegetarian?

"She paused only a moment
from her crafting and said,
"One moment dear!
I'm shaping this gol-darn Waldorf doll's head!

"On our roof I strained
to hear the ole boy
But I'd recently

insulated it with soy.

So I drew in my hand
and was turning around,
When in through the front door
came St. Nick with a bound.

The Advent wreath
had caught in his hair
As I said, "Why in the world
did you enter from THERE?

"The soot in your chimney
contains poisons galore.
You should consider
the environment more.

But he was dressed in fur
from his head to his foot
So I said, "Look whose
talking about my soot!"

A bundle of felt he had
flung on his back.
"I hope you like handiwork,"
he said with a laugh.

His eyes - how they twinkled!
His dimples were treats!
His cheeks reminded me
of when I dye silk with beets.

He must be of the
choleric type I mused.
It's a good thing with
lavender the stockings I infused.

With his fur boot
she slipped on the bamboo wood floor.
I offered him Arnica and
then closed the front door.

After all that I'd paid
to the energy company this year
I didn't want one bit of
that cold air in here.

He had a broad face
and a little round belly
I asked him,
"Have you seen your naturopath lately?"

He was so chubby and plump
I worried for his health
But I laughed when I saw him
in spite of myself.

He spoke not a word,
but went straight to task,
Needle-felting dragons
and weaving a mask.

He knitted a pure cotton sweater
and two pairs of mittens,
Then picked up a knife
and carved 2 wood kittens.

He finger-knitted
an entire nativity scene.
With the most amazing skill
I'd ever seen!

When he sprang
from his seat on the floor and arose
I yelled, "Arianna -
watch -there he goes!"

With the unfinished dolls
he was struggling to sew,
Arriana went to watch
him out the window.

And I heard him exclaim
as he drove out of sight!"
Arriana, my dear,
the stiches are too tight!"

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Knit Happens

I have been telling myself that I couldn't start anymore projects until my craft bazaar is over. There's just so many out there calling my name! Knit, needle felt, sewing! I should be working on puppets and play food and not new "fun" projects....let's just say, knit happens!

I have been wanting to learn to knit for years now. The patterns that I find for play food and toys are just SO cool and of course- knit only! I have been hoping to take a class locally but the prices just keep going up and it really seems ridiculous to pay $20 to make a potholder when my personal yarn stash could keep me quite busy for years to come! lol

So, the night before last I took the leap. I printed off directions online and learned to cast on and do the knit stitch. After going back and forth for a number of rows I figured I would either sink or swim and printed off a cute little unicorn pattern I had found and saved weeks earlier! It took a few times of ripping out rows but I finally got it down with little mess ups and then last night I got in a groove and couldn't stop. So, with sleeping children and husband and numerous re-runs of the Cosby show playing in the background, "Olivia" was born! I still need to get her tail finished and mane attached but isn't she a cutie!? (I know I need to get out more but I am SO excited!!!) What shall I tackle next? :)

Monday, November 3, 2008

November 4th, 2008

I don't want this to stand out as a political "plug". Most of us already know who we'll be voting for and have heard their fair share of political slogans. I am not going to try and sway you to vote for the candidate of my choice (although I'd gladly share my views with you if you ask!). I only want to remind you all to get out and vote!


I know that we all have busy days, with kids and spouses and all sorts of other things keeping us hopping but we are SO VERY LUCKY to live in a land that allows us the chance to choose our officials and I think that way too many people sit back and assume that what they think won't make a difference but WE DO!!!! So many people have fought and died for this freedome that gets taken for granted so please take the time to stop and make your voices be heard...