Writer's Workshop: Misconceptions

Your Assignment...Should You Choose To Accept
Directions: Choose a prompt that inspires you most. Write. Go to Mama Kat's at Mama's Losin' It and paste your blog URL into the Mister Linky that will be up...this way anyone can click on your name and head over to your place to see what you wrote. You can write on more than one prompt.

The Prompts this week are:
1.) Why did you do it?
2.) What is a common misconception about you?
3.) Describe a moment when you felt afraid.
4.) In what ways are you turning into your mother?
5.) Are you always right?

I chose #2

First let me say I have my imperfections just like everyone else and this one I am not proud of. A lot of people I volunteer with have said to me that I don't seem like the kind of person who would raise there voice or use the occasional not so nice language. The ones that know me well are laughing hysterically right now. Let me put it this way, I was chosen to be chaplain for the PFA at my sons school and my brother's response was, "I hope the school doesn't get struck by lightning". He was not being mean spirited he just knows me and all of my quirks. When I get frustrated or irritated I raise my voice and words fly out of my mouth that I don't even think are in the english language and my family likes to say, "Here comes Grandma". Don't get me wrong I loved my Grandma, but she could cuss like a sailor when she was mad. For the most part this is never directed towards anyone in particular, it is usually directed at myself because I have misplaced something or have done something stupid and I am just having a pity party for myself with a side order of profanity. I get the usual "potty mouth" from my husband and if my son is unfortunate enough to hear me he just gives me the look, you know the one where you wish you had a remote control like in the movie Click, so you can rewind and use a better choice of words. I am trying to stop and take a breather before said words come flying out of my mouth, but it is a work in progress. I know I will never be the perfect mom, wife, child or human being for that matter, but I can always try to be better.

I read this blog Learning to Fail Forward by Renee Swope after I had already written this and I have to agree.. We have to allow ourselves to Fail Forward.

No 30x5 Today

It has been so gloomy here today and I had a raging migraine so there was no movin' and groovin' for me. Instead you get to read a funny e-mail I got today..enjoy:)

SHIRLEY GOODNEST AND MARCY

A mom was concerned about her kindergarten son walking to school. He
didn't want his mother to walk with him. She wanted to give him the
feeling that he had some independence but yet know that he was safe.

So she had an idea of how to handle it. She asked a neighbor if she would
please follow him to school in the mornings, staying at a distance, so he
probably wouldn't notice her.

She said that since she was up early with her toddler anyway, it would be
a good way for them to get some exercise as well, so she agreed.

The next school day, the neighbor and her little girl set out following
behind Timmy as he walked to school with another neighbor girl he knew.
She did this for the whole week.

As the two walked and chatted, kicking stones and twigs, Timmy's little
friend noticed the same lady was following them as she seemed to do every
day all week. Finally she said to Timmy, 'Have you noticed that lady
following us to school all week?

Do you know her?'
Timmy nonchalantly replied,
'Yeah, I know who she is.'
The little girl said, 'Well, who is she?'
'That's just Shirley Goodnest,' Timmy replied, 'and her daughter Marcy.'

'Shirley Goodnest? Who is she and why is she following us? '

'Well,' Timmy explained, 'every night my Mom makes me say the 23rd Psalm
with my prayers, 'cuz she worries about me so much.
And in the Psalm, it says, 'Shirley Goodnest and Marcy shall follow
me all the days of my life', so I guess I'll just have to get used to it!'

The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face to shine upon you,
and be gracious unto you; the Lord lift His countenance upon you,and give
you peace.

May Shirley Goodnest and Marcy be with you today and always.
I know you smiled!

O Baby

In His Hands ~ Our Adoption Journey is hosting this carnival today, if you would like to join in go grab a button and post a baby pic of yourself.

I am going to do these in order of oldest to youngest:
This is Brad's hospital pic, The only baby pic I have of him:(

This is me at the hospital

Me at home
My 1 year photo for the newspaper, I don't look to happy
Bub's hospital pic
One of my fav pics of Bub as a baby and I took it:)