Oh why, oh why did I do it? I got so tired of my bangs being in my eyes that I took the scissors to them myself. Always a bad idea. My marvelous hairdresser knows better than to cut my bangs too short, (a pet peeve) so they tend to be too long one week after I visit her. Hair in my eyes or parted in the middle is another pet peeve. This new look makes me feel like I'm this gap-toothed child, except she is cuter. Sigh. Bangs are the price for having a forehead that's the size of Texas. It's a good thing my hair grows fast.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
My New Look
Oh why, oh why did I do it? I got so tired of my bangs being in my eyes that I took the scissors to them myself. Always a bad idea. My marvelous hairdresser knows better than to cut my bangs too short, (a pet peeve) so they tend to be too long one week after I visit her. Hair in my eyes or parted in the middle is another pet peeve. This new look makes me feel like I'm this gap-toothed child, except she is cuter. Sigh. Bangs are the price for having a forehead that's the size of Texas. It's a good thing my hair grows fast.
Free Music Alert!
I visited Big Mama, one of my favorite bloggers this morning, and she had just posted about the opportunity to win a free CD for bloggers with at least 50 unique visitors per month. I think I met the requirement to be in the first 100 people to sign up, but this will have to be a banner month for me to have 50 new visitors. I'm sure the music of Matt Maher will inspire and catapult me to higher levels of creativity and technorati maneuvering. I laugh when I read what BooMama says on her blog, "Read by Tens of People Every Single Day". Except she is just kidding. Go here for your chance to win a new CD from Matt. This is an artist I want on my iPod!
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Moments in Time
My trip to Sarasota last weekend was filled with activity. A good time was had by all, but I am certain my sister deserved the most rest after our visit. I have always been awed by her artistic talent (especially since I didn’t get any of the same), but to see her in action in her photography business is a sight to behold. She did a photo shoot for me for my new website for Lifepoint. I will look forward to having that site up in the next month or so.
I have been visiting with other photographers through blogs, like upstart Uncommon Blonde and professional Heather Stewart and can attest that there is a lot more to taking pictures than point and shoot. My observation is that it not only takes an artistic eye and attention to detail, but add in technical savvy about camera settings, lighting and the ability to use photoshop like a magician. Throw in patience and the physical strength and endurance of a marathon runner and you have a tall order for success. I would sum up the power of photography with the quote by Cesare Pavese that says,
“We do not remember days, we remember moments.”
It is powerful that a photographer has the ability to capture those moments in windows that can be looked through again and again.
I have been visiting with other photographers through blogs, like upstart Uncommon Blonde and professional Heather Stewart and can attest that there is a lot more to taking pictures than point and shoot. My observation is that it not only takes an artistic eye and attention to detail, but add in technical savvy about camera settings, lighting and the ability to use photoshop like a magician. Throw in patience and the physical strength and endurance of a marathon runner and you have a tall order for success. I would sum up the power of photography with the quote by Cesare Pavese that says,
“We do not remember days, we remember moments.”
It is powerful that a photographer has the ability to capture those moments in windows that can be looked through again and again.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Eagle School
I have been working overtime the past week with Cupcake on scholarship applications, essays, papers, and even lease agreements, so I haven’t had much left when it comes to blogging. Tonight she was finishing up an essay on passionate character building (what a concept!).
You know how you can look at something every day and not see it? There is a quote on the wall by my desk that I hadn’t actually read in awhile. Tonight we were looking for a quote on leadership and character and I didn’t have to look far.
"A true leader has the confidence to stand alone, the courage to make tough decisions, and the compassion to listen to the needs of others. He does not set out to be a leader, but becomes one by the quality of his actions and the integrity of his intent. In the end, leaders are much like eagles…they don’t flock, you find them one at a time." - Author Unknown
It inspires me and it spoke to her. Why scratch with the turkeys when we can soar on eagle's wings? Upward and onward.
You know how you can look at something every day and not see it? There is a quote on the wall by my desk that I hadn’t actually read in awhile. Tonight we were looking for a quote on leadership and character and I didn’t have to look far.
"A true leader has the confidence to stand alone, the courage to make tough decisions, and the compassion to listen to the needs of others. He does not set out to be a leader, but becomes one by the quality of his actions and the integrity of his intent. In the end, leaders are much like eagles…they don’t flock, you find them one at a time." - Author Unknown
It inspires me and it spoke to her. Why scratch with the turkeys when we can soar on eagle's wings? Upward and onward.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Jo’s Legacy
It hit me this week that my baby will be moving out in 3 months. People have asked me what I will do with an empty nest and I have just laughed and said, “I’m pretty sure I won’t be bored.” Now I realize that flip answers won’t cover the absence my heart will feel.
Tonight I found comfort in reading the words of an old friend who loved my Cupcake deeply. I found her legacy recorded on the website of the college Cupcake will be attending. Concidence? I don’t think so. The Curto Collection is a wonderfully written history, but it is a reminder to me that love is eternal. Jo Curto has moved to heaven, so I have not visited with her in quite some time. She writes, “Until I quietly slip away while explaining the “s” form of the verb and join those others who loved TCC in that Great Classroom in the sky, I will continue to count my blessings, not the least of which is the opportunity to feel needed and to belong.” I feel like I have visited with her tonight after reading her papers online. I bet she would have written an addicitive blog had she had that opportunity.
Jo was the kind of neighbor you dream of having. Her door was always open but she was never intrusive. She would watch our kids in a pinch with no notice. She was intelligent, funny, kind, strong and altogether fascinating. She was the one who entertained our older children when Cupcake was born and then brought them in to meet their new sister. She became “Nana Jo” to Cupcake - I had always loved the name “Nana” and she happily went along with that. Of course I knew she had her docotoral degree, was a professor and a published author, yet she was very unassuming and never wanted to talk about herself. I am not surprised now to learn that she was a prolific author as well as mentor to many budding writers.
Her writing has reached through time and space to comfort and encourage. I am reassured to know that as Cupcake moves away, she will be living in the shadow of Jo’s legacy. Jo describes the college saying, “TCC is not its publications, not its programs, not its technology, not its buildings, but its heart and soul are the people, from administrators with awesome responsibilities to young people with faith that TCC will help them overcome fears and doubts, realize their dreams, and meet their needs.” Thanks for everything, Jo.
Tonight I found comfort in reading the words of an old friend who loved my Cupcake deeply. I found her legacy recorded on the website of the college Cupcake will be attending. Concidence? I don’t think so. The Curto Collection is a wonderfully written history, but it is a reminder to me that love is eternal. Jo Curto has moved to heaven, so I have not visited with her in quite some time. She writes, “Until I quietly slip away while explaining the “s” form of the verb and join those others who loved TCC in that Great Classroom in the sky, I will continue to count my blessings, not the least of which is the opportunity to feel needed and to belong.” I feel like I have visited with her tonight after reading her papers online. I bet she would have written an addicitive blog had she had that opportunity.
Jo was the kind of neighbor you dream of having. Her door was always open but she was never intrusive. She would watch our kids in a pinch with no notice. She was intelligent, funny, kind, strong and altogether fascinating. She was the one who entertained our older children when Cupcake was born and then brought them in to meet their new sister. She became “Nana Jo” to Cupcake - I had always loved the name “Nana” and she happily went along with that. Of course I knew she had her docotoral degree, was a professor and a published author, yet she was very unassuming and never wanted to talk about herself. I am not surprised now to learn that she was a prolific author as well as mentor to many budding writers.
Her writing has reached through time and space to comfort and encourage. I am reassured to know that as Cupcake moves away, she will be living in the shadow of Jo’s legacy. Jo describes the college saying, “TCC is not its publications, not its programs, not its technology, not its buildings, but its heart and soul are the people, from administrators with awesome responsibilities to young people with faith that TCC will help them overcome fears and doubts, realize their dreams, and meet their needs.” Thanks for everything, Jo.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
It was a Good Friday!
Friday was a remarkable day. I went to Tallahassee for a wedding and it was a special day for many reasons. Weddings are holy events that speak of love, hope and joy. This one was held at 2 p.m. at Bradley's Pond in an absolutely beautiful setting. The weather smiled on the couple in a glorious way – it was sunny and 75 degrees. The people, the music, the message… it was all wonderful. I was accompanied by our son and his fiancé, so that was a special bonus. The day held divine appointments.
Springtime in Tallahassee is a sight to behold. The azaleas and dogwoods are breathtaking. They bring to mind the song “Was It a Morning Like This” that says, “Did the grass sing, did the earth rejoice? ... over and over like a trumpet underground, did the earth seem to pound, He is risen.”
I just smiled as I drove around Tallahassee. That is where all of our children were born and in my mind I could here their laughter as I drove by one park where we used to go fly kites and play. I wish you a Happy Easter. May your heart find joy in this holiday of hope.
Springtime in Tallahassee is a sight to behold. The azaleas and dogwoods are breathtaking. They bring to mind the song “Was It a Morning Like This” that says, “Did the grass sing, did the earth rejoice? ... over and over like a trumpet underground, did the earth seem to pound, He is risen.”
I just smiled as I drove around Tallahassee. That is where all of our children were born and in my mind I could here their laughter as I drove by one park where we used to go fly kites and play. I wish you a Happy Easter. May your heart find joy in this holiday of hope.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Can You Believe It?
I oversee customer service and marketing for a nutrition company as one of the many hats I wear. Dealing with people is always fascinating. One of this week’s chuckles came when I read an email from a guy that said, “I have not been angry for the last 52 years.” What?! Are you kidding? I am incredulous. (Okay - the truth is, I simply don't believe him. He would have to be in a coma to accomplish that!) He goes on to state a truth I do agree with …“I have come to the conclusion that there are no medicines and supplements or doctors available to cure any diseases like old age, death and fear.”
That's an interesting thought. It’s true that modern medicine has not come up with a cure for death. But I think of the message that resounds in me this Easter week. Jesus overcame death and the grave. So indeed there is a cure for death in Christ! He also revealed the cure for fear and old age and anger and…. He covered it all for us. I am incredulous, but in this case my fascination is punctuated with, “I BELIEVE!”
That's an interesting thought. It’s true that modern medicine has not come up with a cure for death. But I think of the message that resounds in me this Easter week. Jesus overcame death and the grave. So indeed there is a cure for death in Christ! He also revealed the cure for fear and old age and anger and…. He covered it all for us. I am incredulous, but in this case my fascination is punctuated with, “I BELIEVE!”
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