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Her first boyfriend

Published March 10, 2017 by lynn k scott

Yesterday, my daughter and I stopped by my friend’s house for a little visit after work.  Our lives will forever be changed after what transpired there.

My friend is an Air Force veteran, and her husband is still active duty Air Force.  In a few short months, they will PCS clear across the country.  I will deeply miss my friend, but onto what happened.

They have a son, just six months older than my daughter.  They met several years ago and their friendship has grown.  Her son recently “discovered” and able to admit, he likes my daughter.  This past Tuesday, he wrote her a letter, and last night, he gave it to her.  Both of them were smiling ear-to-ear.  She had to circle ‘yes’ or ‘no’ to something he had asked her…

“Do you want to be my girlfriend?”

Today his mom posted this on Facebook, as it’s a pretty special thing for us parents too; our children’s first crush (and with each other):

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Last night a sweet, scared, boy gave this beautiful girl a note and she checked “girlfriend.” Her mom and I have known for years that this day would come, but sat back and waited for them to figure it out. We will go as a group to see Beauty and the Beast, and let them sit in front of us and spend time together. I am so sad that we will have to leave this family. But I am glad that she is his first “real girlfriend.” It seems like yesterday that they were sitting on the swings playing with chickens. It has been great to watch this sweet friendship bloom into something more.

Where did the time go that she is old enough to have a crush on someone?  My baby is growing up.  This will be her first time dealing with a PCSing family.  She is a bit used to not having her Army brother around, but she hasn’t lost a close friend to a move yet.

Emails have been exchanged and phone calls are doable.  If her brother moves back to his first house in a couple years, we’ll be able to visit him and our friends at the same time, as they will be in the same state.

Life brings so many special people into our lives.  Some touch our hearts more than others.  She’ll always remember the first boy who asked her to be his girlfriend.

Enough Already!

Published March 3, 2017 by lynn k scott

I received a text from my husband about an attempted robbery that apparently happened yesterday morning.  We all know the world isn’t as nice a place as it once was.  This fact hits a lot closer to home when you find out the attempted robbery happened MY street!

What?  NO!!!

It would seem someone attempted to steal a vehicle, crashed it into someone’s fence, attempted to carjack a couple people, tried to break into a home and was deterred when the homeowner pointed a gun at him.

What is this world coming to?  The repeat offender was apprehended, is being held without bail, thanks to a felony probation violation.  We chose where we live because it was a family-oriented street.  Kids play outside.  We are starting to trust our daughter to stay home for short time periods, by herself.

It makes one have to re-evaluation EVERYTHING!

While I won’t live in fear and we have backup plans in place, it still shouldn’t be like this. When the thief lives in the city we left five years ago, because of the crime, and chooses to prey on my neighbors (literally five houses down), it makes me angry.

You think all is well and life has a way of making sure you know you are living in a fantasy land.  People need to accept accountability and if you currently don’t possess something, it does NOT give you the right to take it from someone else.

I’m hoping he’s a three-strike offender and the next 25 years to life will give him time to think about why he lost his freedom!

Stop Competing

Published March 2, 2017 by lynn k scott

Stop competing in sports?  No.  Nothing like that.  I read something the other day and of course, it got my mental wheels spinning.  The more I thought about it, the more I saw it in myself as well as others I know.

When I say ‘stop competing’, I’m referring to with other people, with your past, with whatever is making you second-guess yourself.

We are all individuals.  We all have our own path to walk, accomplishments, failures and mistakes to make.  It’s who we are.  It’s what makes us individuals.

As a mom, I’ve thought, I wish I had the time to stay at home with my kids.  I wish I was more understanding.  I fly off the handle too much.  It’s not fair I have to work and others don’t.  Why isn’t my house as clean as my friend’s house?  Heck, she has more kids at home.  Why can’t I be Pinterest crafty?  I wish I dressed better.  I wish I could afford to get my hair done more often.

Why am I comparing myself to other people?  I work hard to try and stay humble; to count my blessings; to be content with what I have; to strive to improve where needed.

I need to remind myself it’s not a competition.  My path is meant for me.  What I do and don’t accomplish is my responsibility.  I am enough and if there are changes to be made, the ball is in my court and I either find a way to make it happen or I accept the reality if it doesn’t.

If this sounds familiar, and I’m sure it does to someone, then remember you are meant to be who you are and I am meant to be me.  It’s not a competition; but a journey to be taken.

QOTD: Topic – Individuality

Published August 26, 2016 by lynn k scott

“Our uniqueness, our individuality, and our life experience molds us into fascinating beings. I hope we can embrace that. I pray we may all challenge ourselves to delve into the deepest resources of our hearts to cultivate an atmosphere of understanding, acceptance, tolerance, and compassion. We are all in this life together.” (Linda Thompson)

 

Thank You Betty Crocker

Published June 23, 2016 by lynn k scott

As my mother’s three year angel-versary approaches (6/25), I can’t help but remember how she always would turn to her red, Betty Crocker cookbook to teach us girls how to cook.  My mother was not a stellar cook, by any means.  In fact, some of her dishes were so bad, even the dogs snubbed their noses at the “treats” were trying to pawn off on them. I will say, she was a better baker than cook.  I always thought the same of myself, until I became an adult.  Now, I am a better cook, although I can hold my own in the baking department.

My specialty as a teen, was making peanut butter cookies.  My younger sisters always asked me to make them.  We didn’t have a kitchen aid, food processor or a lot of fancy gadgets to help us; we did most everything by hand or used a hand mixer, if needed.

That cookbook is such a reminder of my mom.  I used it to learn how to convert measurements, how to cook vegetables, and to make homemade brownies.  Every Christmas, we would make divinity.  I still keep that tradition alive today.  Although, in CA, when it rains half of the winter, it can make it challenging for the divinity to set up right.  If you’ve never had the fun experience of racing against the clock to get the divinity out of the mixing bowl, via two buttered spoons, onto a cookie sheet covered in wax paper, only to have the humidity too high and reduce your divinity clouds into sticky, flat, white puddles…you’re missing out.  However, when it turns out just right…it’s a sugary piece of Heaven that melts in your mouth.

Tonight, in 85 degree weather, I stood near a warming 350-degree stove, and prepared the white sauce to go with my scalloped potatoes.  Once that was completed, I peeled my potatoes (in batches), sliced them thin on my mandoline slicer, arranged them in a nice scalloped design in the ceramic baking dish and alternated layering with adding the sauce. It was during the layering process, I thought about my mom.  She would always remind me to cut the potatoes as thin as possible.  Thankfully, I have a mandoline now and I would be lost without it.

I didn’t get the chance to cook for her often as an adult, but when I did, it meant a lot to her.  I was the cook in our family, after my died passed several years ago.  She loved my Spanish rice.  Neither her, nor my sister, Kathi, could cook rice that wasn’t from a microwavable bag.

Since we didn’t have a lot growing up, when my mom would make scalloped potatoes, it was usually with chopped up ham.  It was a fairly inexpensive casserole, that fed a family of five.  My family now, doesn’t care for the ham in it and they will tolerate the potatoes, as they prefer rice, but they let me make my scalloped potatoes every now and then.  Little do they know how much it means to me.

If you don’t already, I encourage you to cook with your kids, siblings, spouse; family. Spend time together.  Make memories.  Share these moments for generations to come.

 

 

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