This is the toughest one yet. One of my favorite movie genres ( Musicals being number one ) is Superhero movies. That is probably not even a genre but for today’s blog, let’s call it one. 🙂 There is nothing better to me than a superhero coming to the rescue of someone in need. I don’t really have a favorite though.
Spiderman has grown on me over the years. There have been so many versions of them and my boys have loved watching them and playing the video games too. I love his smart alecness ( I don’t think that’s a word but you know what I’m saying….right?). I guess in a way his humor reminds me of the humor we have here at home.
I have always liked Superman. The only one I have seen is Christopher Reeve playing him. As a woman, I love everything about his character; from his shy nerdy look in the office to his humble masculinity as he rescues Lois Lane (over and over again). As a little girl, I always wanted that kind of superman to fly into my life. I think most of us did.
In this day and age, I see a lot of examples of superheroes. I think in some ways, we have all had to be one even if we didn’t see ourselves as one. When we take one more step of courage in depression, pain, or any kind of chronic pain or disease, we are being a superhero. Think of parents fighting through the illnesses of their children. Not only do you have the child fighting you have the parents…fighting for them. How about the addict who is trying to quit? Even though she fails sometimes, she is still trying. How about the more obvious ones, Firefighters, Police Officers, and EMTs. I really could go on and on. There are superheroes all around us. Superheroes inspire ( with or without knowing ); they are fighters when they have to be and lovers when they need to be. They are you and me.
There is a good chance, without you even knowing it my friend, that YOU are someone’s superhero. Have a super duper blessed day! I loves you!
I would love to share about my pets. We love them so much! They are definitely part of our family.
Snickles is the oldest. She is 16 years old and we actually call her Gramma sometimes. She is extremely grumpy and she bites; when she is really angry she will draw blood. She is a nasty girl but when she wants to get pet, she will allow you to pet her head and will act all sweet and stuff until you start petting her somewhere else. She is the ruler of the household. We got her when we moved into our last house. My oldest son was 4 and my youngest was 1. I dread the day that she dies.
Next oldest is Dukey. He is about 8 or 8 1/2. His previous owner was a breeder who had dementia and she ended up getting put in a home and she had several dogs. Duke was one of them. He was about 1 when we got him and he had never been out of a kennel. Needless to say, his one leg is a little deformed but it doesn’t hold him back. He thinks he is the leader of the household until Snickles hisses and then he knows he’s not….for now! He is great for letting us know when we have company; he is a barker ( he is also Momma’s boy).
Next, comes Massey. We haven’t had him for quite a year yet. He was 4 when we got him. He is a Bullmastiff. The reason he needed to be rehomed is because his previous owner’s found out that their child, who was one at the time, was allergic to him. They seem to have really loved him. He is a very nice mild mannered boy and does a few little tricks. He also likes to wander over to the bee farm across our street so we now have to tie him up. He is a great deterrent for would-be thieves. I don’t think he would be that mellow then. He has fit into our family pretty fine. The gentle giant.
Last, but certainly not least, is our Marti. She is about 8 months old and was a barn cat actually. Unfortunately, we had to rescue her because Massey seemed to not like kittens ( or was playing with her). She has been the joy of our winter. Wowsers! She is wild and she literally bounces off the walls. She is so much fun and is so hyper. She super bothers Snickels and Dukey. He and Massey do get along but under her terms. She is so much fun!
There you have it. We have had other pets and maybe one day I will share about our first dog, Gator. She was the apple of our eyes. Oh, how I miss her terribly still. She grew up with the boys and I would tell them that she was their older sister. LOL They don’t seem to be too damaged by it. 🙂
Feel free to share in the comments about your pets if you want. Have a wonderful day friends. It’s a dull, drab, cloudy and cool day here but Spring is springing and I am thrilled! On that note:
Do you know what happens when you allow yourself to be happy? You are truly happy. ( stay tuned for a full post on this!)
Toodles! I loves you!
A few people come to mind when with this question. In fact, there are two people in my life that are total inspirations to me that I was going to write about. I have decided not to. They know who they are and I try to tell them and show them often. There are some things and for some reasons that it is too precious and sweet to me to share. Maybe one day.
Instead I will write about three people whom I see daily and that would be my family. The older they all get it seems the more I am inspired by them. I will be honest and say that it’s a fairly new thing for me to be inspired by my husband but when I see how he has overcome alcoholism and I see that others who are still drinking are reaching out to him not only for help it seems but to be his friend( and perhaps have the peace that he does), I am so proud of him. I also see him as a new man since we have been on our spiritual journey…Grace Journey I call it. It just amazes me that he is so patient with me. That is very inspiring to me. I always wished and dreamed for the day that he was “the spiritual leader” in the house and now I see just how ridiculous I was in wanting that. I wanted what I saw that others had as a “spiritual leader.” Now I know that that isn’t the way it is. He teaches me the most by what he stays silent about and what he does talk about he is well informed about. I am so proud of him. He Inspires Me.
My oldest son (20 years old) is a welder in training and a comedian. In fact he took his brother out and was performing last night when I wrote this. I think his biggest fan is his little brother. ❤ Even though I don’t agree with everything he says and does; even though he still stresses me out, I am more and more proud of him asI see how he makes some of his decisions and choices and why he does some of the things he does. He is such a hard worker and from the time he started working for the family business almost four years ago he has grown in leaps and bounds in his welding and other mechanics. He is go getter and since the time he turned 18 he has been chasing his dream to become a famous comedian. He has improved in that as well. Truth be told, I have never seen him perform. I am afraid of not laughing. Oh the joys of being a mom to a comedian. Not only that, I think I give his some good material. Lol He Inspires Me.
My youngest son is 17. He does not have his driver’s license yet but once he does I think he will be working elsewhere. He isn’t so much interested in the family business. I guess we will see. He is able to get his license in September of this year. I have this fear as a homeschool teacher that he won’t know enough for “life”. Kind of silly but it’s about my own insecurities. My goodness, the things that boy knows just blows me away and come out at the most opportune times. Of course the joke is he learned it on either The Simpsons or Corner Gas. Maybe it’s not a joke. Lol He makes me laugh. He has a great sense of humour like his brother and loves to go to the shows that are not in a bar (since he isn’t 18 years old yet). He loves helping people and has a unique way of making them feel like they are important. I love that about him and it seems that many people do including people he has just met. He Inspires Me.
In this time of life when my family can and do put up with my depression, my moods, my being a worried mom and wife, me just being crazy ole me…I love them more than I ever thought I could love any human beings. I know I drive them nuts most of the time but I know they let me because they want to eat and for me to take care of their home needs (within reason as the kids can do and so much themselves). We have a good thing going with mutual love and respect.
I love where we are at life right now. I love how we can all be friends and yet the respect for me as Mom is still there. I like to think I had a hand in that but I’m ok if I didn’t. I’m just so happy that I am inspired by my family. They Inspire Me.
Have a Great day friends and have fun this weekend! I Loves You!
What can I say? My name is Alexis Plett. Married to my guy for 22 years in June ( wowsers)! We have two awesome boys who are 20 and 17. I won’t mention any names, Not now anyway. 🙂
That’s it! HA! That is definitely NOT 500 words. My identity has been wrapped around my kids and husband ,so to be honest, I don’t know ME very well. I have been on a quest to get to know me. A big part of my quest is understanding who I am in Christ. My faith is very important to me and I have had a major paradigm shift in the last couple years, especially. Luckily my husband is on the journey with me so we are together….but ALONE in many ways. It’s interesting. Something happens to Evangelical Christians when you tell them that GOD loves everyone and that Jesus died for everyone. I won’t get into that right now. I don’t want to make this about that right now, but we seem to be losing some friends over this new belief ( this new belief to US). It’s cray cray. So yes…I am trying to find out who this Alexis person is. When I know, I will introduce you
What do I love? Smart Food White Cheddar Popcorn, Pepsi Max and Hairspray Live. I am to the point that I will watch Hairspray Live after everyone is in bed so they don’t know or bug me about it. My family sometimes think I am crazy mad and maybe I am. I am sure I have seen the movie a million times. The same with Mamma Mia, Grease Live and Julie & Julia. I have been like this as far as I can remember. I remember when the song Life is a Highway by Tom Cochran came out. I played that song to death. I remember my roommates were ready to kill me. Lol I’m like that with foods too. I few years ago I was on a chicken fingers wrapped in a tortilla kick. That’s all I ate for a long time. It’s no wonder my youngest son has some of those qualities too. It sounds so weird. I sound weird.
My husband and I are both turning 49 this year. Yikes. Nervous I am. It sounds so old to me. I mean, for me to be that old, not others. I can hardly even believe it. Where has the time gone and what do I have to show for it. In some ways, I have lots…mainly my amazing boys. In some ways I have nothing…who am I? I don’t even know me! In some ways, why does it even matter… God is good and He has me on an amazing journey that will take me places I can’t even dream about. If I can dream about it, I don’t even want to go there which might give you a clue as far as tomorrow goes and my next topic. ” hint hint!”
Dream big friends! I loves you!
When you put your child into kindergarten; that first day you follow the bus to their school to make sure the bus makes it there (yes, I did)….you never think that one day they will grow up. We live life one day at a time, getting through the days: wiping noses, changing diapers, driving them here, there and everywhere. All of sudden they have their learners license and then their drivers’ and then they are driving you (yikes!) It’s easy to look back on the years and have regrets and wish you had done (something) different but it’s too late AND you need to remember that you did what you thought was right at the time. Have no regrets.
I made a conscious decision of enjoying every stage my kids were at. I can look back and see some hard times that I wish I had…..but I stop myself. I offer myself grace. “You did the best you could. “ I loved every stage. Being a stay at home mom has had a lot of perks that I am so thankful for. It wasn’t always easy and frankly, I think I missed out on some things. That’s ok though. I can’t understand why woman have to hurt each other because of choices they make staying at home or working out of the home. We make our choices based on so many issues and reasons no one else may even know. Why do we judge each other? Why can’t we just support each other?
My oldest son is 20. He dropped out of high school. He finished grade 10 and is working as a welder with his dad (and the plan is to go to school…hopefully Jan 2108). I homeschooled him through grades 6 and 9 and he went to the local high school in grade 10 because he wanted to play football. What a mistake that was. The very boys he went for, bullied him. That very quickly ended his high school career. He’s a Stand up Comic working on becoming big. He works hard.
My other son is 17. I homeschooled him through grades 4-current. He is in grade 11. We only have one more year to go. He chose not to go to the local high school. I am glad for that. I have a lot regrets about how I homeschooled and yet, I did what I knew, with guidance from a wonderful wonderful facilitator. I would do it different if I could go back and yet…maybe I wouldn’t. My 17 year old is waiting in anticipation to get his driver’s license. He waited so he got it late. He plans to look for a job. He isn’t so interested in working with his brother and dad full-time.
So here I am. Almost done grade 11 and then grade 12. The next year will go so fast. Married coming on 22 years this year. It’s a weird place to be and I never ever thought that first day I put my son in kindergarten, that I would be at this point, looking at two young men who I love as much today as I did then.
My Mommy heart is hurting today but it’s very full. I am so blessed.
Count Your blessings friends. There are many. I loves you!