The Mirror Screamed Paint Me-I Said OK

I met my daughter, Mimi, 

in a little thrift shop.

This mirror screamed my name at

$9.95.

My daughter screamed, too-

YOU DON'T NEED

ANOTHER MIRROR.

Sometimes I just pretend I am deaf.

(snicker, snicker)

My husband has perfected that art

so I am learning from him.

I am pretty sure this mirror was part of a

French Provincial bedroom set.

It was pretty in its time.

Today the top looks like this....

Here's what it looked like when I 

picked it up.

See what I paid?

It hangs just off our entry hall now.

Yeah- don't mind the reflections

and anything that might be amiss-

This was done with acrylic paints

mixed and layered

and then I pounced some gold

all over it.

It kind of has an olive tone.

I like it-

Would you believe I have another

mirror just like it waiting for a 

redo, too?

Next one will be white-I think.

And here y'all thought I was 

just sitting on my butt the whole

time I had no computer.

Pffffffffttttt...

Now, if you are very good and

don't delete me from your blog list,

tomorrow I will show you 

SweetCheeks and Company

with the mayor!

And, no, she is NOT running

for office...........

YET!!!!!

What Sweet Cheeks Learned At Children's Church

Our grandkids belong to a 

different religous denomination than we do.

Their parents are doing a wonderful

job raising them up in their faith.

However,

once in a while when the kids

spend Saturday night with us,

 they go to our Community Church.

We have a Children's Church there

that does games, simple teachings and

simple crafts.

(God bless those room "mothers")

So-Last Sunday off SweetCheeks goes to

the Kindergarten age class.

We picked her up afterwards

and she was smiling. 

What did you learn today, SweetCheeks?

I learned Ephesians 4:32

Be kind to one another and forgive

others as God forgave you.

WE were duly impressed so we pressed on....

And THEN what? We asked.

SweetCheeks never missed a beat-

Then it was all

Blah-Blah-Blah-Blah-Blah-Blah-Blah!

Ummmmm....Didn't you listen?
Noh- I wuz buzhy!
Buzy doing what?
Making butterflies for the other LITTLE kids.
They thought I was the teacher's helper!

(The LITTLE kids are her age)-lol
That's my girl!

UH-OH SHE'S BACK!

You know~

They say there is something wrong

with someone that talks about 

themselves in the third person....

which I just did!

The SHE refers to ME!

But then, y'all knew a 

LONG TIME AGO

that something wasn't quite

right with me anyway....

Sorry I have been gone so long.

I brought you some flowers to 

make up for it.

My computer DIED an agonizing death.

Would you believe I wore all the letters

off the keys?

Well-I did!

Anyway~I finally got a computer

(thanks to Mama's Boy-

love you, son).

It's a little different than the one

I was using before so bear with me

on this learning curve.

At least I can type-

of course, I can't type AND chew gum,

but other than that I am good to go.

I will be up to my usual SASS in short order.

Bear with me as I start getting around to 

visiting all of you.

I have a few projects to share that I 

worked on whilst I was away.

But-now I am back- and

you all are 

STUCK WITH ME

once again!!!!

Love you guys- thanks for your

patience and all the wonderful 

emails and comments you sent to me...

along with seeds and such!

Looking forward to visiting with 

everyone again.

whoooo hooooo

Happy Mother's Day

You know Mother's Day is a special

day for many people.

However, 

not everyone was blessed to have

a wonderful mother.

To them, Mother's Day is a mockery,

an injustice because of

 all the hurts they

have suffered.

Blogging is not all sweetness

and light.

There are deep, dark pains

that hide beneath some of

the smiling faces...

aches that are too

deep to share with anyone.

I think this piece I wrote

addresses both sides of the

coin.

Mother's Day

Some of us have been blessed with wonderful Mothers.

Some of us have Mothers that were not quite so admirable.

Some of us have Mothers that praised us and adored us,

Some of us have Mothers that never said a kind word.

Some of us have Mothers that loved us unconditionally.

Some of us have Mothers that loved us only

if we met all her expectations,

and even that was not enough.

Some of us have Mothers that smiled readily.

Some of us have Mothers that never found much to smile about.

Some of us have Mothers that~

whatever we did~ it is more than they hoped for.

Some of us have Mothers that

no matter WHAT we did-it was never 

"quite right".

Some of us have Mothers that had a charmed childhood.

Some of us have Mothers that were raised in pain & shame.

Some of us have Mothers that

 need us & want us in their lives.

Some of us have Mothers that are needy

 and we seldom see them.

Some of us have Mothers that complete our lives.

Some of us have Mothers that

leave us aching, wanting and empty.

Some of us have Mothers that stand

on this side of the Great Beyond.

Some of us have Mothers that have passed

 over this earthly barrier.

Some of us will emulate our Mothers.

Some of us will vow to never be

anything like our Mothers.

Some of us are happy and fulfilled,

no matter what kind of Mother we had.

Some of us will never be happy

even if we were nurtured by an amazing Mother.

Today I am blessed to be a Mother.

My daughters are blessed to be Mothers, too.

Today I vow that I will be

the best mother (and grandmother) I can be.

Today I vow that I will love

as deeply as I can those that share my life.

Today I know that I am blessed indeed~

Today I hope that you find blessings

in your own life-

and love your Mother

even if it is just because she gave you life.

~Happy Mother's Day from Me to You~

©Nana Diana 

This piece is from last year.

I hope to be back to blogging  in the next week

or so.  I miss and love you, my friends.