The Trouble with Tribbles...or Children

Well...I happen to have that episode as my favorite on Star Trek. I love it when he opens the storage doors and they're full of Tribbles. I feel that way at home sometimes...my rooms are full of troubles...or should I say children. sigh.

I love my children. They are truly a blessing in my life. Unfortunately, they are also a trial. I have twin daughters that are turning 20 this year. Yes...the years are catching up to me. I can't believe my babies are turning 20! But anyway, back to what I was saying: One of them has taken it as her life's goal to turn her father gray. This is quite an effort because her father comes from a genetic line where the men do not turn gray on the tops of their head. Their beards turn gray, he has gray on his chest, but there is no gray on that gorgeous head!

She has tried since she was 12 to add that gray hair. Instead of going to my husband, however, it has gone to me. I have all the gray hair both of us can stand (or not stand in my case). Fortunately there is such a thing as hair dye...and I use it whenever I can't stand the sight of all that white glaring at me from the mirror.

My husband is sweet, he tells me he likes it, and that I should look upon them as highlights. My daughter commented (the OTHER one of the twins) in the pool last night that it was a cool streak of gray and I should keep it like that when I dye my hair next. sigh. I feel like they are all just too nice and just don't understand how the inside of me feels. I'm only 25 inside. I haven't aged mentally (is that a good thing to say?) since I got married. I still feel the man I married is wonderful and I still feel that we have eons together. So what is up with the face in the mirror??? At least I don't have tons of wrinkles...yet.

So-I was saying about this daughter- she's enough to drive one to drink if one was into that sort of thing. We end up playing games on our computer or finding funny movies to watch, wishing we could take a LONG vacation that we wouldn't have to come home from. sigh. I keep hoping she'll move out again, and then it will be a little easier to deal with. At least she won't be running up our power and gas bills or influencing her siblings...

Did I say that in public? oh dear.

At least I still love her. I just wish she'd pay rent!

Have a good one.

Winter Snow is finally here

It's a gorgeous winter day. I'm sure there are others who would not agree with me, but I think it's gorgeous. One reason is I'm not working today. I promised myself the last time it snowed big time, that I would NOT be traveling in it. My job is NOT a critical one, I don't get paid enough to spend over an hour on the road and then another hour getting home. So...I'm home. My hubby went though, and he has vacation or sick time. He decided he needed to be there.
So, Here I am, gazing at the snow, and enjoying every bit of it. I do have to go out later, but by them I'll be ready and most of the roads will have been plowed.
There's something about everything in white. It makes me think of Heaven and Purity and our Heavenly Father's love for us. It's glorious.
It also puts me in the mind to write. At least I was...until I just accidentally deleted all the items in my inbox in my email that I wanted to keep. ARGH!! Anyone want to strangle a computer? That's me!! sigh.
But...I think I'll take a break from the computer and go relax with a book for a few minutes. I have lots of writing I need to do today, and no one to bug me or make me feel guilty while I do it...so not a very long break, but a break.
I hope you get a break today...I hope you enjoy wherever you are at. Life is grand.

New Year thoughts

Well...I haven't been very good at keeping the blog thing up in the past couple of months, because my work no longer allows access to it. It's harder for me to squeeze time in at home, I'm trying to do so many other things there. (I know...I'm supposed to be doing all sort of stuff at work, right?)
Anyway...I think it is so ironic how we as a human race have to measure time. How we have to have a calendar of months and days.
Don't get me wrong...I find it's very needful. I think, though, that the seasons are more defining fore me than the dates. I love winter...but I find toward March that I'm ready for spring. Summer lasts a little long for me...but I love when fall comes with the crisp air and the turning of the leaves. It's my favorite time.
I think the New Year brings up a contemplative turn in all of us. I think it has to do with the idea that we get to start over. That it's a New Year...the old one is gone and can't be redone...we have the new one to work with now. You know, the whole image of the old codger and the new little baby representing the years? I don't know why they feel the old year has to look like it's an old man about to fall over...personally, I don't think that helps with self image...LOL.
But...in all my rambling thoughts and desires, I hope that you look forward to this new year with lightness of heart and determination.
Go forward and work at your future. Become who you want to be. Make a difference, somewhere, somehow--it doesn't have to be big. Just a small difference. Kind of like the Pay-it-forward idea. A small difference in the life of one person has repercussions to many.
Happy New Year.