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Blue Truck — Transition Part II July 31, 2011

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Until last Saturday our blue Chevy pick-up truck had been sitting in front of our house for way over a year.  Hubby bought a new one and hadn’t gotten around to selling the old one.  The kids loved that truck. Perfect for snowball fights, ideal for gathering ammunition and seeking shelter. The bed of the truck made a great basketball hoop.

We sold Ole’ Blue last Saturday.

When the nice young couple came to buy it and take it home I got chatty with the gal, while the guy signed paperwork with hubby. Our son heard us chatting.

My ten year old son is so excited for us to get home with this truck, the buyer told us. We continued our polite chatter until the little voice behind me, our son, spoke up to this stranger on our sidewalk, Excuse me. Could you please do me a favor and ask your son to love Ole’ Blue as much as I do?

If we had known, we would of asked for more money.  We had our little player working over time. But he wasn’t playing, no acting here. He was speaking from his heart.

Change is hard for our boy and I couldn’t have been more proud, with his lower lip quivering when he told a stranger his wish, simply for someone else to love something as much as he did.

by J.G. McGlothern

 

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Alarm — Transition Part I July 28, 2011

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Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep___ Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep, signals our washing machine when a load is finished.  The beeps are quickly paced and loud.  We can hear it down in the basement when we are upstairs.  It travels through the ceiling up to our ears.

I let it keep beeping until I am ready to put the wash load in the dryer. If the dryer is still drying a load, then I wait. If I’m in the middle of something, I wait. I only silence the beeping when I am ready.

The moment my hubby hears the beeping he runs down and opens the washer door to cease all beeping sounds. I can’t tell you how many times I have gone down to the laundry room to discover a load of stinky clothes sitting in the washer that needs to be rewashed.

I don’t transfer the wet clothes to the dryer until I am ready. I need the signal to remind me.  Hubby  also doesn’t transfer the laundry until he is ready, but he stops the signal.  The beeping drives him nuts, I  ignore it.

Then in a complete role reversal my husband sets his alarm clock at least 45 minutes before he needs to get up, hitting the snooze button every six minutes when its Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep___ Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep goes off. He prefers and really needs to wake up slowly. Me? Tell me once and my feet are on the floor.

We all need our own signals, warning devices, beacons, alarm systems signaling the next thing, sounding us to move on, get up, change the laundry, attend, notice, be aware, go forward.

Some of us ignore the signals needing time to process, others respond immediately.

by J.G. McGlothern

 

State of Mind July 26, 2011

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Billy Joel sings about a New York state of mind and I headed into this summer season with a summer state of mind: lemonade stands, sand in my toes, ice cream twice a day, staying up late outside, bonding with my children.

We haven’t had that lemonade stand yet and the closest I got to sand in my toes was mud, just last night.  Standing in the pouring down rain at a swim tournament, huddled under a tent, wearing layers and a hat, but I still had on my flip flops.

We here in Seattle are ready to bitch and moan at the drop of a hat over this “summer” we are having. Even I too, “Miss loves the Rain”, have had it. But the moaning won’t get me anywhere. The bitching will just attract more grumpiness, annoyance and frankly, a crappy state of mind.

So I will wear a couple of layers, just in case the sun comes out, but first, I will put on some music. I will dance with my children, even if it’s inside and we are wearing socks. We will still be dancing together.  When you are dancing it doesn’t matter if the sun is out or not.

by J.G. McGlothern

 

Monday’s Random Thought: Worth Repeating? July 25, 2011

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The saying, You’re only 21 once, is so true. But it doesn’t mean I don’t try to defy gravity every now and then.

Just now running around the block a couple of times with my dog, I felt my bones crack, not just heard them, felt them. And this weekend on an annual neighborhood pub crawl with 75 other 40 some-things, I forgot that I wasn’t 21, but reminded the next morning.

We aren’t a number and age doesn’t limit us for most things. There are some things I did at 21 that I don’t want to repeat. And there are things that I thought at 21 that deserve to be thought of again.

Remember all those dreams we had back at age 21 when we couldn’t hear our bones crack? Which ones deserve being thought of again? Which ones are worth a repeat visit?

Hmmm, now if I could only remember them.

by J.G. McGlothern

 

Caught July 20, 2011

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You never plan on getting a speeding ticket. It is rare that one sets out in their vehicle and says…This is the day. I am going to get pulled over.

Getting pulled over for going 49 in a 35 and being handed a $154 speeding ticket certainly wasn’t in my plan yesterday morning at 10:17 AM. The day was going fine, I had left my kids at the pool with my friend and I was on my way to meet another friend for coffee. I wasn’t late. At the stop light I had just taken the grey clouds of the morning and switched my gear into positive thoughts. I was grateful, hopeful, and light…open to possibility.

Then out of nowhere comes Erica Estrada from Chips.

So before my friend joined me for coffee I had a moment to reflect. What the hell? Came the first thought. Really? Came the second.

It was over, I will show up and contest the ticket, get my $50 knocked off, so what was the other reason behind it? I really don’t think I wanted it. But I did want answers. Sitting at that stop light prior to meeting Erica Estrada I was switching my mind gears to a different plane. To a level of awareness and gratitude. Wanting to figure out what my priorities were in this life.

Perhaps the whole affair was to say, slow down sister. (Not just literally….but I wasn’t going 49, Erica needed to fill his quota, I’m certain.) The message for me may be, okay your mind has been swirling with thousands of thoughts…slow down and focus on one. One at a time. Take it down a notch, breathe more, and focus on what is right in front of you.

My tendency may be to go forward full steam ahead and that is okay, I just need to do it with one thing at a time.

So thanks Erica Estrada look alike on your motorcycle, with your brown skin and mirrored glasses…I am focused now, and you won’t catch me.

by J.G. McGlothern

 

Monday’s Random Thought: Improv July 18, 2011

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Last night my niece’s 30th birthday surprise party was thrown at an Improv Comedy Club.  Theatre Sports all in honor of my niece, Julia.

I just recently read Bossy Pants written by Tina Fey, the Queen of Improv, the woman I want to come back as in my next life.  Tina outlines the rules of Improv.

Rule number One, Agree…always say YES.

Not one to be shy about saying YES getting up on stage, fresh from reading the “rules of improv”, I jumped at the opportunity.  Pick me, Pick me, I prayed. They didn’t have a choice, I was up out of my seat answering the call…I Need two volunteers, before the sentence hit the back of the theatre.

I wish I was like that even more in all parts of my life. Pick me, pick me.

After all, all the world’s a stage and there are tons of opportunities for every player.  But being human, saying YES takes courage, risk and involves letting go. 

The gift that comes to you as a result of saying YES, just may surprise you and better yet make you laugh out loud.

by J.G. McGlothern

 

I Am July 14, 2011

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For today’s blog…please check out my website…www.mamaneedsarefill.com to read… http://www.mamaneedsarefill.com/2011/07/i-am/. Thank you.