2010 has been quite a year.
Full of changes,
memories,
fun times with friends and lots of family visits.
My family has gone from four people to six and God has preformed miracles in my heart.
It's been the hardest year of my marriage and the best year of it too.
I've doubted my parenting skills more than ever
and
I've never believed in God my Father and His skills more than I have in 2010.
Christmas was a blast, how could it not be with this little button around:
I think I've gained about 10 pounds this last week.
I made a double batch of my Ribbon Cookies and I'm pretty sure I've eaten that whole extra batch. I'm not gonna even step on a scale, my work pants will tell the truth tomorrow morning and perhaps I'll start on some exercise routine.
I'd like to lose a few pounds anyway, I was thinking of it before this last cookie eating spree.
Well, at least it wasn't the gaining weight spree a few Christmas' back, resulting from a daily dose of Kahlua and milk- but that's another story, for another post. Who knew drinking too much milk could cause warm spots on a person's thigh?
So as I slowly ease my way back into blogging I'm not sure what to blog about?
Being a grandparent?
A parent of teenagers?
My day to day? I've been taking pictures like crazy so I could just picto-blog my life; but what fun would that be, it's kind of hard to use semi-colons with pictures and the beauty of words make me smile.
So now I will finish this Christmas weekend the only way I know how: folding laundry.
Only this time I'm doing it in my bedroom watching a chick-flick while part of the family watches Die Hard and the other Shallow Hal.
Sleep tight and may dreams of sugarplums always dance in our heads.
Love you internets!
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Hello Internets!
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
On the Way to The Grocery...
Today I got stuck behind the slowest driver ever.
Really, the slowest- ever.
I was in a little bit of a hurry, but I didn't get irritated,
I didn't curse her out or shake my head in disgust.
Instead I enjoyed the slowness of it.
So I hope you too get stuck behind a blue-hairded lady driving a mint condition 1988 Vauxhall Nova,
may you remember to slow down this Holiday Season.
Really, the slowest- ever.
I was in a little bit of a hurry, but I didn't get irritated,
I didn't curse her out or shake my head in disgust.
Instead I enjoyed the slowness of it.
So I hope you too get stuck behind a blue-hairded lady driving a mint condition 1988 Vauxhall Nova,
may you remember to slow down this Holiday Season.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Baby Update!
So what’s it like being a Yiayia?
How does it feel to be a grandmother?
Two questions I hear a lot.
They are kind of the like the question you get on your BIG birthdays- how’s it feel to be older?
The answer to me is always the same- I feel no different today than I did yesterday.
It is fun being a grandmother and truly a blessing to have my grandbaby under the same roof as me. I get the privilege of seeing her every morning, each night before we lay our heads down for bed.
I can kiss and smooch on her,
I can help care for her while mom showers,
rock her while she sleeps;
yet when I lay my head down at night it doesn’t lift up again until my alarm goes off. Oh and did mention I get to take a picture of her every. Single. day!
So no, I don’t feel any different being a grandmother and yes I love it!
But babies change things.
Not sure you can really put into words exactly how they change things but they do. Anyone who’s lived in a household with a baby knows what it’s like. When she’s awake you just can’t help but sneak a peek, voices are quieter, things slow down. A household has reason to sit together on the sofa or the floor of the nursery, just to watch the baby. Visitors stop by for brief “I wanna hold the baby” moments.
So while life has gone on as normal- life will never be the same.
As Christmas approaches I wonder what Jesus was like as a baby? How little was he? No crying? But cooing. Sweet baby sounds, soft sleeping breaths. Innocence swaddled up in a mother’s arms coming to save the world. Coming to save me, to bring me, us, out of darkness, out of our pits, to proclaim liberty for me, a captive of myself, my own ideas and self-destructive ways; He came as a baby so “lovey” and sweet. I wonder if His mother, His aunts, had silly nicknames for Him, the Savior of the world.
My granddaughter is no where near Jesus but she too has already saved a precious life, even before she was born; her story is being written and I am so blessed I am here to watch these first chapter take place. I am so happy to be able to make up silly nicknames for her.
So now enjoy what you’ve all been asking for::::pictures!!
(All taken from the iphone)
Hanging with daddy.
How does it feel to be a grandmother?
Two questions I hear a lot.
They are kind of the like the question you get on your BIG birthdays- how’s it feel to be older?
The answer to me is always the same- I feel no different today than I did yesterday.
It is fun being a grandmother and truly a blessing to have my grandbaby under the same roof as me. I get the privilege of seeing her every morning, each night before we lay our heads down for bed.
I can kiss and smooch on her,
I can help care for her while mom showers,
rock her while she sleeps;
yet when I lay my head down at night it doesn’t lift up again until my alarm goes off. Oh and did mention I get to take a picture of her every. Single. day!
So no, I don’t feel any different being a grandmother and yes I love it!
But babies change things.
Not sure you can really put into words exactly how they change things but they do. Anyone who’s lived in a household with a baby knows what it’s like. When she’s awake you just can’t help but sneak a peek, voices are quieter, things slow down. A household has reason to sit together on the sofa or the floor of the nursery, just to watch the baby. Visitors stop by for brief “I wanna hold the baby” moments.
So while life has gone on as normal- life will never be the same.
As Christmas approaches I wonder what Jesus was like as a baby? How little was he? No crying? But cooing. Sweet baby sounds, soft sleeping breaths. Innocence swaddled up in a mother’s arms coming to save the world. Coming to save me, to bring me, us, out of darkness, out of our pits, to proclaim liberty for me, a captive of myself, my own ideas and self-destructive ways; He came as a baby so “lovey” and sweet. I wonder if His mother, His aunts, had silly nicknames for Him, the Savior of the world.
My granddaughter is no where near Jesus but she too has already saved a precious life, even before she was born; her story is being written and I am so blessed I am here to watch these first chapter take place. I am so happy to be able to make up silly nicknames for her.
So now enjoy what you’ve all been asking for::::pictures!!
(All taken from the iphone)
Hanging with daddy.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
November Travel Update
So I wanted to post something today about my life.
Illana was what first came to mind but then a remembered that a whole month of non-blogging happened before she was born and my chronological brain had to go back to the other place and people that have my heart.
Detroit.
For 5 days in November I travelled to inner-city Detroit to love on the kids from the projects that I've had the privilege to know over the last 2 years.
Why Detroit?
Well the connection came through a local Reverend who ministered to the children living in the Jefferies projects in Cass Corridor Detroit.
If you don't know about the Jefferies here's the summary:
public housing in a racial torn city,
crime grew to be high,
drug dealing huge and certainly not a safe place to visit let alone live.
When it caught on fire one night the major said "let it burn".
Eventually the Jefferies were torn down and the families dispersed to other housing projects in the area. When we visit I am one of the drivers and we frequent the Brewsters, Woodbridge and the Diggs projects.
These children live in a city with no grocery store in it's city limits, where food stamps are spend mostly in convenient stores, they know few people, if any, with a high school diploma and many dream of one day having a job, not college, not a house, not a car but a job.
So why Detroit?
Why not.
Plus who can resist faces like this:
And football with these guys is super fun!
Illana was what first came to mind but then a remembered that a whole month of non-blogging happened before she was born and my chronological brain had to go back to the other place and people that have my heart.
Detroit.
For 5 days in November I travelled to inner-city Detroit to love on the kids from the projects that I've had the privilege to know over the last 2 years.
Why Detroit?
Well the connection came through a local Reverend who ministered to the children living in the Jefferies projects in Cass Corridor Detroit.
If you don't know about the Jefferies here's the summary:
public housing in a racial torn city,
crime grew to be high,
drug dealing huge and certainly not a safe place to visit let alone live.
When it caught on fire one night the major said "let it burn".
Eventually the Jefferies were torn down and the families dispersed to other housing projects in the area. When we visit I am one of the drivers and we frequent the Brewsters, Woodbridge and the Diggs projects.
These children live in a city with no grocery store in it's city limits, where food stamps are spend mostly in convenient stores, they know few people, if any, with a high school diploma and many dream of one day having a job, not college, not a house, not a car but a job.
So why Detroit?
Why not.
Plus who can resist faces like this:
And football with these guys is super fun!
But they all live in the shadow of a city that was once great. Sure the picture below is like any city city- shiny and full of life.
The old Cass Tech high school, empty.
Hotel Eddy Stone and Harbor Lights Buildings- deserted.
Most of the buildings are amazing in architecture and with the hope of a comeback in the city they have been "cemented in" to preserve the structure and save it from squatters.
I'd love to live in this building of course with windows and some sprucing up!
And what in the world do we do there.
It's a two-fold mission. The first being the homeless and the second the children.
We love them.
We listen.
We play.
Not that their parents don't, but in many cases, they don't.
This day we played in the leaves.
My dear friend Lisa.
When we met last summer she became my Detroit friend and I her Florida friend. We gave each other nicknames and we laughed a lot!
Lisa is super smart. She tested into the best High School in Michigan, Cass Tech but recently had to move and ow doesn't have a ride so she is back in regular public school. I have the mind to move there so I get her smarty pants to Cass Tech. When I stop at Lisa's new house to pick her and her 4 siblings up-15 children come out to pile into my 7 passenger van and go to Big A. 15. From one house.
Thursday, December 09, 2010
Oh How I Miss This Place
So I have been enjoying my time away from the computer.
I actually find myself contemplating stepping away from it forever----then I realize life without twitter and blogs would be sad; very sad.
I couldn't keep up with Shasta in China,
Allison down the street,
Joanna in Alaska,
Brandi in Cali,
plus the blogs I stalk- I'd sure miss them.
And I won't hide the fact I secretly like that people are interested in my life.
I guess it makes me feel important, so go ahead and comment :-)
Life has been interesting during this down time.
Good.
Bad.
Funny.
During this little break...
-I had the privileged of visiting all my friends in Detroit for about 5 days- boy I love that place! and when I say love, I mean LOVE/wannamove/can someone get steve on the same page.
-I had the chance to have a totally rockin, FAT commission paycheck from work.
-I ate an average amount of food on Thanksgiving,
-celebrated my Superman's 17the birthday
-attended Justin's first public music, piano, recital
and of course,
-I officially became a Yiayia last week.
As life went on this last month I found myself blogging in my head.
Writing blog posts, wording them just so, sometimes writing them down other times not.
I found myself thinking thoughts and then thinking, "oh that'd be a great tweet".
I've also found time to listen to a lot of 90's music. The music I listened to when I "came of age".
I've sewed a little, cooked a little, slept a lot and as of this last week I've missed my friends in the blogging world.
So I plan to be back this week with some pictures and maybe a post on life and my thoughts,
cause you know I have many.
Miss you all and thanks for the sweet comments- they are greatly appreciated.
Warmest goodbyes-
I actually find myself contemplating stepping away from it forever----then I realize life without twitter and blogs would be sad; very sad.
I couldn't keep up with Shasta in China,
Allison down the street,
Joanna in Alaska,
Brandi in Cali,
plus the blogs I stalk- I'd sure miss them.
And I won't hide the fact I secretly like that people are interested in my life.
I guess it makes me feel important, so go ahead and comment :-)
Life has been interesting during this down time.
Good.
Bad.
Funny.
During this little break...
-I had the privileged of visiting all my friends in Detroit for about 5 days- boy I love that place! and when I say love, I mean LOVE/wannamove/can someone get steve on the same page.
-I had the chance to have a totally rockin, FAT commission paycheck from work.
-I ate an average amount of food on Thanksgiving,
-celebrated my Superman's 17the birthday
-attended Justin's first public music, piano, recital
and of course,
-I officially became a Yiayia last week.
As life went on this last month I found myself blogging in my head.
Writing blog posts, wording them just so, sometimes writing them down other times not.
I found myself thinking thoughts and then thinking, "oh that'd be a great tweet".
I've also found time to listen to a lot of 90's music. The music I listened to when I "came of age".
I've sewed a little, cooked a little, slept a lot and as of this last week I've missed my friends in the blogging world.
So I plan to be back this week with some pictures and maybe a post on life and my thoughts,
cause you know I have many.
Miss you all and thanks for the sweet comments- they are greatly appreciated.
Warmest goodbyes-
Sunday, December 05, 2010
Thursday, December 02, 2010
Event Planning
I love to attend a great party.
I love to put together and plan one even more.
I believe any gathering of friends and family should reflect the people being honored
and highlight the small moments in that event.
It's the moments in life that are worth savoring.
Contact Michelle to plan your next event, vintagesheet(at)yahoo.com.
Follow me on Instagram: mspanos
RECENT EVENTS:
Barn wedding at Delamater House in New Smyrna Beach; click here for more
Outdoor DeLand, Florida wedding; click for more...
Non-profit, $100 budget banquet; click for more...
I love to put together and plan one even more.
I believe any gathering of friends and family should reflect the people being honored
and highlight the small moments in that event.
It's the moments in life that are worth savoring.
Contact Michelle to plan your next event, vintagesheet(at)yahoo.com.
Follow me on Instagram: mspanos
RECENT EVENTS:
Barn wedding at Delamater House in New Smyrna Beach; click here for more
Outdoor DeLand, Florida wedding; click for more...
Non-profit, $100 budget banquet; click for more...
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