I am waiting…for so many beautiful things
I am living…for so many beautiful things
I am feeling…for so many beautiful things
I am…beautiful
You are…beautiful
What are you waiting for?
This poem is dedicated to every woman who is learning how beautiful she is!
With delightful anticipation,
Kara
So I have noticed that more people are following my blog via getting an email. I don’t get this. I am not a blog follower kind of person. I follow a few. Please, don’t follow me, as in following a leader. Please don’t follow me, as in weirdo stalking. Just follow my blog if you like family, goofy stuff. Everyone clear? I really hope so!
Also, any of my real life friends and family, if you could give me tips on how to do this blog thing, I could really use some help. Thanks!
bloggo inepto,
Kara
A milk and honey smoothie A smile of resting fullness Love has trumped all duty And my heart expects no less
MessyKaraoke
Good morning! I know there was a time change, but I do have a cup of coffee, so there is going to be a post today.
Today is our very good friend’s birthday. He married a very beautiful woman and they have two very lovely daughters. We LOVE you, and you know who you are.
There are lots and lots of family and friend birthdays in March. Wow. Every month, every week, every day…yes even every moment has some joy in it. Be encouraged. We are doing beautiful stuff here as human beings and anyone who isn’t, well, they simple have to shape up or ship out.
Oh dear. I may have turned this into a rant. Hmm…rant…rend…Joel…dreams…living stones…Peter…city…John…tree. Oh dear, that is the end of my rant.
I really don’t care if my blog makes sense because it is fun for me to type this at our family desk while my lovies get ready for school and sing La Bamba and play with the calculator and complain about cereal selection and argue over spoons. Oh the joy!
Delightfully,
MessyKaraoke
Really we only got about five inches according to the deck rail, but last night before punching out, I couldn’t resist stepping out onto the perfect powder…barefoot. This morning, I am only brave enough to open the door and take a photo of my hot coffee with my unremarkable footprint. We built a snowman yesterday and created our very own magical winter wonderland, complete with snotty noses and toppled over snack mix. It was heavenly. Well, I better finish off this post so I can be ready for the waking troops. We are getting tougher here in SW Ohio. Only one snow day. But that was really all we needed!
I am so thankful for today. My husband has good work. My lovies get to sleep in, then enjoy all the joys of a snow day. I have tulips on my table to show me that the crystal glory of winter will soon delight in surrendering to the bursting beauty of spring. And coffee. Of course…coffee!
Bustin’ out of the gate
Roarin’ from the flame of debate
Lost in the swirl of hate
Found in the whirl of date
Right in the heat of race
Left to see the face
Full gait
GATE
With great joy,
MessyKaraoke
Messy Karaoke 