My Mom is a Ninja!

My Mom is a Ninja…

Seven year old Kaleb is a big Ninja fan. He eats, sleeps and drinks Ninja stuff. When he isn’t slashing imaginary enemies in the bath tub, he is sneaking around the house trying (in vain) to be as quiet as Kung-fu on rice paper, practicing his skills.

Kaleb says when he grows up he wants to be a Ninja. One day he was extolling the virtues of being a Ninja to his Mom and she surprised him by telling him her little (or maybe big?) secret. Kaleb’s Mom is secretly a Ninja! Of course he protested, “Nah, Mom you’re not a Ninja. You’re just teasing!”

Mom tried to convince Kaleb of her Ninja prowess, but he wasn’t buying it. Right at that moment there was a pesky fly crawling up the wall. Mom said “Look, I’ll show you, watch this…” Mom then proceeded to make a Ninja yell and whapped the fly dead, right then and there, on the wall using her hand as a well skilled Ninja would. Kaleb was in awe! 

 

“See, I told you,” his Mom said. She also said he had to keep it a secret, you know, any self-respecting Ninja does not blab to the world, about their special Ninja status. Now though, when Kaleb tells people what he wants to be when he grows up he says, “I want to be a Ninja, just like my Mom.”

Many thanks to my co-worker, Heather, who told me this true story, I just tried to creatively write it down.

Ninja Mom pic from: http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/05/hysterical-strength-nah-just-call-me.html

Thankfulness and seeking peace.....

It's been a wonderful week for reflection. Thanksgiving is always a wonderful time of year, to take into account all of your blessings and realize how much you have to be thankful for. It brings a contented peace as you contemplate it all. Now we start the season of Christmas, yes I know it was tacked onto a pagan holiday, and it is kindof a fraud to celebrate the birth of Jesus in December when he was really born in the spring, but what is wrong with wishing for peace on earth and good will towards men any time of the year? We can keep the spirit of the holiday with us no matter what the date is. It is a magical time of family, friends, and celebration.

My family honestly makes my life worth living, my family is the reason I am who I am and that I care. I am getting spoiled having all my children living close by now. When one of them moves it will definitely be a very sad day for me. I have a best friend in my hubby and more best friends in each one of my children and their dear spouses. I am a very blessed woman. I get lazy and whiney, yes, but then I can remember all that I have at times like this around the holidays. 

I am thankful...a poem (anonymous)

.. for the teenager who is complaining about doing
dishes, because it means she/he is at home, not on the
streets.

.. for the mess to clean after a party, because it
means that I have been surrounded by friends.

.. for the clothes that fit a little too snug,
because it means I have enough to eat.

.. for my shadow that watches me work, because it
means I am out in the sunshine.

.. for a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need
cleaning, and gutters that need fixing, because it
means I have a home.

.. for all the complaining I hear about the
Government, because it means we have freedom of speech.

.. for the parking spot I find at the far end of the
parking lot, because it means I am capable of
walking, and that I have been blessed with
transportation.

.. for my huge heating bill, because it means I am
warm.

.. for the lady behind me in church that sings off
key, because it means that I can hear.

.. for the pile of laundry and ironing, because it
means I have clothes to wear.

.. for weariness and aching muscles at the end of the
day, because it means I have been capable of working
hard and using those limbs.

.. for the alarm that goes off in the early morning,
because it means that I am alive.

Scriptures help me keep in a peaceful frame of mind and I have a lot to be thankful for so. I especially like the part about being still....in a world where chaos seems to be the norm, just be about your 'Father's business' and you can still have joy.

Psalm 46

 1 God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.

 2 Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea;
 3 Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof.
 4 There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the most High.
 5 God is in the amidst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.
 6 The heathen raged, the kingdoms were moved: he uttered his voice, the earth melted.
 7 The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge.
 8 Come, behold the works of the Lord, what desolations he hath made in the earth.
 9 He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; he burneth the chariot in the fire.
 10 Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.
 11 The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge.

Winter's here to stay!

We wound up getting a foot of snow, the pic shows just a sprinkling.

We're having a major snow storm today. Some of the family spent the afternoon out at the stadium for Weber State's football game, brrr! I've been inside and feeling pretty toasty, but now that it is dark the chill seems to be settling in. Break out the hot cocoa folks, I think winter is here for good.

My son-in-law is now an Army Aviator

I guess you could call Tazz my 'grand-doggie', here he is trying to stay warm on the family room sofa.

Well, my daughter (and grandaughter) have been living here for about a week now, while her husband does his National Guard thing. They will be staying for several months. Little Clara loves the snow and was outside this morning for a long time helping Grandpa shovel, kicking the snow around, making 'angels' in the snow and just enjoying herself. When you come from the south, a foot of snow is a big novelty to you, especially if you are a kid.

With my daughter here, we've been doing a lot of 'de-junking' in the house, since we have more people living here so we needed to clean the closets out to allow them to store their belongings and move in for a while. Don't ask me where we are going to put the piano though!

The painting class I attended, I am the short, dark-haired one.

I've had the itch to be creative lately. I have had the urge to paint for some reason, so after feeling that for a while I decided one day to go to a painting class. It was very enjoyable. I will look forward to going again. I sew often, a lot of my creative juices are put into sewing quilts or doing embroidery & cross stitch. I usually don't wind up painting, but I did make my first picture at that class! Yesterday I started making a table runner with the intention of giving it to my Mom, I was all excited about starting a new project, unfortunately the pattern I purchased has the world's worst directions and even an experienced sewer like me had a hard time following it. I believe it will be scrapped now since I cut up fabrics and it is not going together well. I will have to write that pattern company a note and tell them of my disappointment. I'll just use my own creativity and make a table runner for Mom on my own.

Today I spent most of the time at my craft table embroidering new names on a grandchildren sampler I made for my mother-in-law many years ago. It's a cross stitch sampler that says "Grandchildren are the treasures of a long life", and has spaces to put in names. There are 32 names of grandchildren sewn on and 16 names of great-grandchildren on there, too. Surely, a thing to be celebrated!