Sunday, October 16, 2011
For her birthday my Sage made her own cheesecake! It was scrumptious!!!! There was also homemade chocolate cake with chocolate icing with candy corn and candy pumpkins...made by my niece. Sage did all the good...Taylor Swift tickets, a hundred pairs of socks, $, an angel bear inside a gorgeous "Keeper" box, and many other fun things. Happy Birthday, again, Bubs!
Don't be a stranger, meet me here another day!
P.S. Had a very interesting piece of mail the other day...an anonymous letter. The person who sent it had, for some reason, felt the need to policed my fb. I mean, this person typed the letter, printed the letter, (did not fold it very well when it putting it in the envelope) created a label for my address, stuck a stamp on it and mailed it. Really? Either too much time on their hands, or they just needed to yell at someone!
This anonymous person decided to tell me how I should have responded to my 23 years old son's "hack" post on my FB page, "You should have immediately deleted it and apologized to your sweet friends". Really? My friends are just fine with my FB or they are not my friends.
This person felt the need to share that I had not done a very good job teaching my children respect and honor. MY children do respect and honor their dad and me...if there is a problem we talk about it, we laugh together, we become flexible when needed...we love unconditionally.
This person also decided to tell me that my desire to share scriptures that mean something to me must not be real in my life. Really? I believe that God lays scriptures on our hearts to be shared. Not that what iI got out of them is the only interruption...it is mine.
Honestly, the person did not know me well enough to know the humor that my children and i share may be a bit bizarre, but it is ours and we love each other and laugh with each other.
This person did know me well enough to know that most of the comments were from my family...even though they do not have my last name. They also knew me well enough to have my address...it is not on FB. All in all, the letter was a bust if it was to deter my family's humor...in fact, I think it made me want to post more of it!
I have to admit that I had someone in mind as to who sent it, I probably should apologize to that person. as I made that decision not based on concrete evidence. So, no matter who it is , who it was, it did not do anything except to allow my family to become CSI detectives! Everyone wants a chance at figuring it out! WE are being creative!
Next time you get an anonymous letter, have fun with it! Try to figure out who it was. Look at every word, do they use one word really often? Is it written in the way someone you know talks? If they use spell check, that is not fair. :-)
See you soon!
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Our daughter's name is Kathryn Sage. One friend has accused me of naming her after someone in both of our lives...but truly it is the way looks written in long hand. You see, the 'y' in Kathryn looks wonderful with the 'g' in Sage. We call her Sage...her dad loves to call her Kate. She could be either.
Sage watched her big brother play baseball and started on an all boy team the spring of her first grade year. She played until she was 13. Every new coach Sage had to prove herself, it didn't take but a game or two and they were sold. The boys took care of her...she was a catcher and was nailed by a bat now and again. Those boys made a b-line to me or her dad for ice. In Jr. High she began basketball and volleyball. I would ask about softball, NEVER would be the answer. But, her brother's girlfriend at the time Sage went to high school got her into softball. She began as a catcher and became THE catcher. She also played basketball. Both were her favorite while playing them. She lettered in both all four years.
Now the child is in college...she hasn't found her niche, but she will. She has ideas. I am excited to see where her ideas take her...take us.
Her daddy and I know we have been blessed by God to be given the chance to be her dad and mom on earth. As I pray for her, my Heavenly Father keeps telling me, "She is My child." Yes, she is and for that I am most thankful.