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Six Dregees of Elena

They were strangers the first time I “met” them. Today I find my adventures enriched, inspired and filled with laughter because of them…  

It started with Amy and Her #Sixthings.  

Then it was Kir and Her Cupcakes. 

Minky {Moo}’s took her turn with her Instagram and
Rubber Chicken Madness’s  has shared with her nuggets 
Kelly from Mom Got Blog’s was told her what she didn’t know

Today it is Elena’s from CiaoMom ‘s turn and I’m showing her just how far her amazingness extends…

I’ve been talking to strangers and what do you know I’ve made some friends!  
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Kevin Bacon once claimed that he had worked with everyone in Hollywood.  Some people know it as the Kevin Bacon Game others  know it as Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon.  People play the game to see how many degrees (connections) away any actor is from Kevin Bacon.   To me the game shows that no mater how distant a one person may be from another, we are often connected and sometimes one persons reach extends far beyond what they ever realize.   


Elena is my Kevin Bacon.  No she can’t swing from a high bar in the middle of a warehouse  while  Bon Jovi’s Runaway plays in the background and I am certain she has never helped defend a small town against strange underground creatures which are killing people one by one.  I am certain that she does not realize how far… what degree of separation her amazingness has on us!  

My most vivid first memory of her was her call for bloggers to link up and share their lists, “What I like About Me”.  I was all in.  No hesitation, no second thought, no pause…. I had been moved.  Next came Elena’s announcement that she was starting Just.Be.Enough.  A flood of inspiration filled me deep inside.  I knew instantly that I wanted to be a part of it.  This was the beginning of my six degrees of separation from Elena…

Six Degrees of Elena  



Elena’s amazing force has moved me in ways I am sure she is not completely aware of. The JBE team (assembled by Elena) taught me more about the true kindness, acceptance and genuineness of people then I could have ever imagined.  They also taught me that it is OK to let your guard down and safe to let people in.  Being part of Elena’s team made me want to be a better writer and taught me dig deep down inside to write.  Elena showed me that someone can be there for you even if they do not live near you and that I can cry for someone I care for even if we have never met.  Elena made me brave.  She showed me all the wonderfulness that social media is and all the true greatness that is out there with in it.  My experiences with her built the courage that took me to {GLO} where I met other bloggers in real life and showed the real me.  To me she is a kindred spirit that I easily connect with and understand, who share daughters who make things out of nothing, daughters who go through reams of paper and rolls of tape and who drive us crazy with love, imagination and frustration.  


So while she can not swing from a high bar in in the middle of a warehouse or fight strange underground creatures which are killing people… Her six degrees certainly reaches far beyond anything she could even begin to imagine and anything I could even begin show here!! 

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It’s My Turn to be a Proud Mommy

Her comments are decadent…delicious sweetness in a paper wrapper.
   
She infuses social media with her sweetness and infinite kindness.  
She describes her blog as, “… my comfortable place where I write about my true loves: My husband, my Twin sons, Writing Fiction, Shoes and Cupcakes. When you add celebrating other proud mommies, bringing a voice to infertility and battling fibromyalgia while enjoying too much television, shopping, books and traveling you have a comfy space where I’m always happy to invite friends in to visit.” 
Today I am taking a road trip to go hang out at Kir’s Corner.  I am sharing my Proud Mommy Moment.  So come on over and road trip with me.  It’s always more fun when you are there too. Maybe she’ll let us borrow some of her shoes and there are certainly going to be cupcakes! 




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Kelly and What She Doesn’t Know

They were strangers the first time I “met” them. Today I find my adventures enriched, inspired and filled with laughter because of them…  

It started with Amy and Her #Sixthings.  

Then it was Kir and Her Cupcakes. 

Minky {Moo}’s took her turn with her Instagram and
Rubber Chicken Madness’s  has shared with her nuggets 
Today it is Kelly from Mom Got Blog’s turn and I’m telling her what she doesn’t know…
I’ve been talking to strangers and what do you know I’ve made some friends!  
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Three posts… three posts in one week (a lot for me and I was pretty proud of myself), two days in bed with a terrible head cold and a husband also sick has left me feeling really uninspired, not very motivated and a bit lost for more ideas.  Then I remembered Kelly!
For three years I have bought and worn the same style of running shoe. What can I say, when I like something I stick with it.  Three weeks ago I decided to finally run in my new, different style and design shoes (huge deal for me).

 

I did my warm up and began my run like I always do.  It was the weekend so my plan was to go for a long run (Laverne’s definition of long run- running for 40-50 minutes and running 3+miles if I’m lucky…it is what it is people).  I watched some action adventures sci-fi movie while I ran.  My pace felt so good I picked it up.  My running started to feel effortless.  My mind began to wander.  Ideas began to flow and dance in my head.
This was also the week Kelly had been struggling with her writing.  The holidays were over, everyone was settling into their routines and Kelly was stuck.  She had nothing.  I could tell her writing was feeling forced to her.  Her struggles pained me.  Her struggles, her feelings of being stuck became part of the dance of ideas that flowed in my head. 

You see Kelly has this thing and she doesn’t even know it.  It really isn’t about her writing (well she is a totally dinamo at that but to me she is so much more).  To me it is about the things she doesn’t write.  

Last Thanksgiving her family ran in a 5k Turkey trot…. so cool!  
Kelly getting sassy with her picture taking.  

Kelly ate her way through Washington DC. 
 I think I gained 5lbs just following all the pictures of the food she ate.
 Kelly can cook.  She has some serious chief skills.  
I want to come over to Kelly’s house every night so she can cook for me!


 See what I mean!  YUMMY!!!


And then there is Kelly just being Kelly!  

You see Kelly, sometimes it is not the words that inspire, make an impact or get peoples attention…. it is YOU!  Your unending kindness toward me from the small act of including me in an Instagram tag to a response to a tweet, Facebook response or comment your actions are what make a difference to me and what I notice.  Your actions are what inspire and you didn’t even know it! 

This day…the day I ran in my new shoes was the best run I had ever had.  It was the first time running had ever felt effortless to me and smooth.  The only day I have ever felt like a runner. The day running changed for me.  And the first person I thought of sharing this news with as when I got off the treadmill was Kelly. She was true to form… supportive and encouraging! 

All pictures used were used with Kelly’s permission
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I Have a Complaint

Dear Head Ninja in Charge,
 
Last month, I interacted with Leila. She delivered her usual quick wit, sass, did something silly, odd, strange or not normal thing and posted it on Facebook.  I commented on it calling her a dork.

I found the interaction that followed unacceptable and damaging. The usual confident exterior, sarcastic, sailor mouth and quick wit sprinkled with a humble and thoughtful Don’t Speak Whinese failed to perform what it promised because Leila is a smart ass. I am disappointed.  Leila has forever destroyed my use of the word dork as a sassy response to Leila’s and any other friends insane, silly, dumb, thoughtless, laughable actions. Additionally, she has forever stole my perfect kind version of your a dumb-ass word.  He smart ass act has also caused permanent scaring to my brain. The very thought of the word dork sends pictures to my brain of a whales…. ak! No! Bad! (Leila so kindly educated me on the fact that one definition word dork is: blue whales penis). My precious word is forever tainted and damaged.

To resolve the problem, I feel very strongly that Don’t Speak Whinese ninjas should supply me with a new replacement word to describe the things that Leila and others like her do. A new polite word I can use to comment with when others engage in foolish, absurd, moronic and senseless acts.

I look forward to your speedy reply and a resolution to my problem.  I am certain that you will resolve this matter and I will not be forced to contact the Better Smart Ass Agency or only be left with sighing and rolling my eyes as a response to Leila’s Facebook status updates.

                                                                                         Sincerely,


Today I am linking up again with the beautiful, amazing,
fabulously indescribable Erica at 
Yeah Write…. 
Come Join Me! 
This writing community is just as fabulously indescribable as she is!



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Listicling With Passion

Today I am listicling (not really a word… made it up myself. Just love using it) again.  It’s Jackie’s turn to pick the inspiration.  She choose PASSION… Celebrating a wonderful life of a very special friend Jackie lost after a brief illness.  This is in celebration of her friend’s legacy and love for life!

1. Being a teacher…I have known since I was in the 5th grade that I wanted to be a teacher.  I feel and believe that I was made to do this job. There is nothing like watching a child learn.  

2. My children…I want my children to be the very best they can.  I want them have the skills to choose to be whatever they desire.  I want them to have the values to be an amazing human being.  I want them to dream the unimaginable and have it come true.  This is f****ing hard work this one!

3. Being a good person… This sounds simple, but it is truly important me.  It is important to me to be a person who is kind, caring, compassionate, empathetic, perceptive and thoughtful toward others.

4.My husband… I love the man.  He makes me mad (the crazy mad, well the mad mad too), but bottom line is he is pretty amazing.  One of the most thoughtful men I know, kind, smart loving and a good dad.  The man seriously has a way of making me crazy… oops I said that already.

5. My relationship with my husband… I want my marriage to be a happy one.  A marriage that is full of give and take, good team work, love for each other, wonderful memories and great s… (I can’t type that word in front of all of you).

6. My friendship with Shirley… Being a good friend to Shirley means so much to me.  She makes me a better person.  I could go on but why cause my readers to become nauseous.

7. Sci-Fi… I may not look like it but I LOVE SCI-FI.  Books and movies, the stranger, more unique story the better.  Give me the impossible, the fantasy, the amazing imagination, the how could anyone come up with that and I’ll love it.  The downside… that means I also like a lot of what others would call terrible B movies.  

8. Special Education…I love, to my core, working with some of the most challenging students.  Tuning into each student, knowing their strengths and using those strengths to teach them is what drives me.  Seeing them be successful, exceeding expectations and being an independent person is what I strive for.  

9.My life…I love my life.  It hasn’t always been perfect, neither have I.  I also know it won’t always be perfect.  For now it is good and so I will soak it all in and enjoy it!

10. My sisters… my sisters mean everything to me.  Spending time with them makes me very happy.  They are annoying make my childhood memorable (not always in a good way) who have become spectacular woman.  I love them dearly!






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Her Nuggets

They were strangers the first time I “met” them. Today I find my adventures enriched, inspired and filled with laughter because of them…  

It started with Amy and Her #Sixthings.  

Then it was Kir and Her Cupcakes. 

Minky {Moo}’s took her turn with her Instagram

Now it is Kim from Rubber Chicken Madness’s turn…

I’ve been talking to strangers and what do you know I’ve made some friends!  

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I do not remember how I first “met” Kim over at Rubber Chicken Madness.  I know it was when Kindred Adventures first became Kindred Adventures and I know it was on Twitter.  I do remember instantly liking her.  She had sass she was not afraid to dish, she was tough, she was dedicated and I (secretly) adored her.  I continued to get to know her on Twitter.  Mostly we would chat on Saturday mornings.  We would share about our weeks and what was up in our lives.   I learned about her single mother adventures of her two boys she calls “Thing 1” and “Thing 2”.  I learned how she works two jobs to provide for her family.  Then I began to read her blog and that is where her inspiration to me began.  I started to visit her blog as much as I could. I found my self laughing out loud, smiled from ear to ear and had my heart deeply touched.  I do not know if she would ever admit it, but she has a gift, she can dig deep and she can write beautifully moving posts.   

Spread The Madness…
Seriously she wants you to!!

In November 2011 Kim had an idea…. she would post Rubber Chicken Nuggets.  Every Friday she would post mini recaps of the weeks events.   It was genius.  I laughed as I learned what funny things she, her sons and her dog had gotten into.  I was hooked…. I was instantly inspired. I began to look forward to them.  Little glimpses of life beyond the daily posts, woven with funny sarcasm, pieces of nuggets I could eat up!  
     
Thanks to Kim and her nuggets of madness my brain began to go into over drive.  I think the day I was inspired I constantly spewed ideas so frequently that Shirley’s head just began to bob in spontaneous agreement.   I wanted a way to share our weekly adventures with others just like Kim.  Her little nuggets inspired our Rear View Mirror.  One month later we have posted 4 3 2 ? Rear View Mirror posts (I think a weekly schedule will ensure that I will write every Friday….HA!)

Today I look forward to our Friday Rear View Mirror (when I get around to writing them).  I find myself taking mental notes of fun tidbits of life that go on all around me.  Tidbits I can share on Friday.  I find myself reflecting on specific moments, remembering them and really remembering details.  Kim’s simple act of serving nuggets has made me want to serve ours too.


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Playing my Do Over Card

This week I had a chance to live by my ‘Role Model’ One Two Simple Word resolution.  I had a chance to use my word to make everyday decisions. 
My week went great.  
My daughters worked with me to get their rooms organized.  I worked hard last weekend to make sure that the all the laundry was washed, folded and put away by Sunday night. Shirley and I worked out (My body was back into it’s exercise groove).  I worked hardest to make healthy choices for myself and fight off temptation.   
Then the weekend came…Sunday!  
It all started when I thought I would just get a little time on the computer before the girls woke…haha who was I kidding.  Too many minutes later I should have had the grocery list done. I should have been at the grocery store.  I managed to pull myself away from the computer to go grocery shopping, feed everyone lunch, and get in a great run.  Then it happened again.  I’ll just hop on the computer for a couple of more minutes, I thought.  Too many minutes later I was rushing to make sure dinner is ready on time, rushing to get girls into pre-bedtime routine, rushing…

Modeling healthy use of technology was a strong part of my resolution.  Sunday I had failed miserably.  I was proud of myself for the week. Now I was mad at myself.  I needed to use better self control.  
Should have, could have, would have….  Akkk I hated this Sunday! 

I am not one to accept defeat.  I am a work in progress.  I have not failed.  I simply need to make some adjustments…tweeks to how I am doing things.  
I need a Do Over! I found a Do Over Card. I am playing my Do Over Card…
This week when I get home from work on Friday the cell phone goes away and the laptop never comes out of the bag.  They both stay there until Sunday afternoon.  

So while I will suffer.  It will be painful.  Who wouldn’t want to tweet with their friends and keep up with their going ons on Facebook, share and look at pictures on Instagram and “shop”, gaze, imagine, dream and pin the day away on Pinterest….I know I would.  
Instead I will improve myself by recapturing MY time.  Finishing a book I started.  Write a blog post in one of my favorite journals.  I’ll say it…. clean the house and do laundry on Saturday (I know I am happy when it is all done).  Have a Sunday to just relax.  

So Thanks to Just.Be.Enough I am playing my Do Over Card.  They have one you know (A card that lets you have a Do Over and I am using it). 
I am going to let go of this Sunday, play my Do Over Card and next weekend I am going to do it all a whole lot better! 
Thank you to Just.Be.Enough for inspiring me to make up my own Do Over Card for this post.  Please click here to learn more about Just.Be.Enough.  I was not sponsored or selected to write this post. I made it up all by myself.  All opinions are my own.
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Be part of carrying the weight of confidence and share our mission
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that the time has come to celebrate ourselves!


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Momalog and Her TV

They were strangers the first time I “met” them. Today I find my adventures enriched, inspired and filled with laughter because of them…  

It started with Amy and Her #Sixthings.  

Then it was Kir and Her Cupcakes. 

 Minky {Moo}’s had her turn.

Today it is The Momalog’s turn!

I’ve been talking to strangers and what do you know I’ve made some friends!   

…..
 

I “met” Momalog on Twitter aka @adothemomalog. Between our mommy duties we would chat tweet about life and things going on.  Then it happened…I started following her blog.  Well…That was it!


I have been brought to the floor by laughter and side-aches.  I’ve been moved to tears by her strength and resilience.  I have been awed by her intelligence and graceful words.  She is passionate, well spoken, deep thinking and she is a force.

I read “Mommy’s Rant” (hold on to your chair with that one…It had me in stitches) and “Why We Killed Our Television”.   

I remember thinking, “You know she’s got a point!  But, I love my TV shows.”  

Months passed and Christmas approached this year.  

Words began to come out of my daughters mouths. 

Words I had heard before.  

Words like the ones Ella had uttered:  “I know how you can get that stain out of the carpet – you need to buy some Oxyclean!” and “Can we go to 1-800-Beaches?”

It happened again.  

This is not good!  


Since her first post Ado’s voice has gotten stronger.  Her stories have kept their passion, while her writing has become even more polished.  So, while I can not say I am ready to kill our TV too, she has inspired me!  Once a month I am going to pick a day (maybe more then one…stranger things have happened).*  I am going to put our TV in a “COMA”…still alive and reviveable but not dead or killed.  This will be my small step in cutting back our TV watching.  





*Like any good blogger I will be sharing our “TV COMA” experiences right here…once a month

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A Letter to Change

Dear Change,

I hate you!  You suck!  You can go away now and not come bake for a very long time.  I have learned to tolerate you.  I even came to embrace you.  I welcomed you into my life and saw all the good that you brought to it.  I’ve had enough of you.  I’m done. No more. I don’t want any more new people at work.  I like the ones we had.  They do not really need to retire or find a better job…they can stay.  I don’t like the new twitter.  It teases me with its new sexy sleek design but pisses the f*ck out of me because it does not have a horizontal viewing option (does that sound dirty).  Change I am done!  Your stupid twitter app change has put me over the edge.  You are in the dog house and if you keep it up you will not be allowed in the yard.  To quote a six year old I know, “I’m MAD at you! and I DON’T LIKE YOU ANYMORE!”  

 

P.S. I am mad at you too Pinterest… for all your “change is good,  change is pretty,  embrace change,  change the world” beautiful inspiring cra* … art!  You were no help at all! 

We haven’t been virgins for a while now but today we are!  We are linking up with Love Links for the first time because ADo sent us!!! 


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Minky Moo and Her Instagram

They were strangers the first time I “met” them. Today I find my adventures enriched, inspired and filled with laughter because of them…  

It started with Amy and Her #Sixthings.  

Then it was Kir and Her Cupcakes. 

Today it is Minky {Moo}’s turn!

I’ve been talking to strangers and what do you know I’ve made some friends!   

…..

I didn’t have to spend too much time on Twitter before I was introduced to Minky {Moo}.

Minky {Moo}… 
What? 
A mink?

What a mink coat…mink wrap?

…and a cow?

I’ve heard some clever blog names before, but….O-K-aaaaaaaa!
A quick ‘click’ of my mouse and a light gray and yellow vintage flower print detailed by classic buttons filled my computer screen.  Dial M for Minky {Moo} Motherhood and Mimosas… I still don’t get it! (after a bit of research…aka internet stalking I have learned that Mink Moo was actually the name of one of her cats…I think).  I got to know her better through Just.Be.Enough, Facebook and #Sixthings (need a laugh…See Stephanie at work sharing her #sixthings).  She is quick witted, will make you laugh out loud, is warm and accepting, madly in love with her sons and a picture sharing momma.  To others she is Stephanie…Yes, Stephanie… Stephanie Stearns Dulli.  Actress, comedian, writer and now a director.   To me she is a momma and a Instagram Goddess! 
You see thanks to Stephanie I have a new love.  Yes, besides Twitter, blogging and Pinterest… I now have Instagram too.  Everyday I can count on Stephanie for at least a couple of Instagram pictures.  Whether it is a baby fix and a swoon with an #uptotheminutehuck or “Boss” giving Stephanie a run for her money or making her giggle.  She fills my feed with fun Instagram pictures.

WARNING LABEL: Viewing these pictures may cause swooning, awwwws , giggles or smiles.                   These unpredictable side effects and are no fault of this blog… 
It is all Stephanie’s fault!
#uptotheminutehuck*


“The Boss”*
Brothers*
26 pictures later I am fully in love with Instagram’s ease of use and artsy filters.  I enjoy sharing my families adventures with close friends and relatives.  Stephanie’s simple act of filling my life with #uptotheminutehuck’s and snap shots of the “Boss” have reminded me that a mother’s deep love for her children and small everyday moments contain fun, giggles, laughter and surprises others want to see!  
Thank You Stephanie!



*All pictures used in this post were used with the consent of Stephanie Dulli  aka Minky Moo.  

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Homemade Memories

Saturday morning at ballet lessons (the girls, not mine) I got a text from my husband, “Let’s go get a new Christmas Tree.  One with the lights already built in and easy to put up.”

“Ok!” I excitedly reply (well I felt excited but only relied that… shopping duh! Something new for the house…Of course!  Husband suggesting spending money… I do not hesitate.)
Two hours at the store looking for just the right tree left us treeless.  No tree at the store was full enough, tall enough or made us think, “That’s the one!” 

That night I sat indian style on the floor with camera in hand.  I was ready to capture a moment.  The girls giggled and gasped as they picked up ornaments from the red, green and pink stripped cloth ornament container. 
“Make sure you spread them out,” I told them.

“You got that one on your first Christmas Olivia,” I reminisced.

“That one was Grandma’s.”

“You made that one last year in pre-school Francine,”  I reminded her.

Each ornament had a story.
Our tree is our story.  

It is beautiful.  It is our hand-me-downed Christmas Tree from my husband’s mom.  It is the tree that hold colored lights like the ones my husband grew up with.  It is the tree that sparkles with garland my mother taught me to hang. It is the tree that hold our ornaments.  It is perfect.

I can not help be filled with warmth as I look at the tree.  It reminds me of my childhood and tells me the holidays are really here. 

So while I was certain I would have nothing to offer for the Just.Be.Enough link up this week, I am again surprised by the impact this group of woman has had on me, my life and my outlook on life.  
The best presents of all are often the simple things in life….a day, an activity, a tree, my family, a story, an ornament…. a feeling! 
 Complete warm your body, make you smile, happiness!






This Post was inspired bythis weeks Just.Be.Enough theme:  “The best present of all…”* 
I am writing, posting and linking up to share my voice.
I am doing my part to carry the weight of
confidence and empowerment.
I am sharing the mission of empower and inspire
to remind women, parents and children
that the time has come to celebrate
themselves…ourselves… myself!

It’s your turn now…

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Spreading Cupcakes: Week 2 Update

I take to Twitter once a day to search.  I search for fellow Tweeters who could use a smile.  I have no prerequisites, no standard, no must be.  I read, I explore, I notice and then I tweet.  I tweet to surprise.  I tweet to change a moment.  I tweet to spread smiles.

As of Week 2 @InAPaperWrapper (Laverne’s alter Twitter Ego) has spread 30 thoughtful tweets each with something sweet.  Here is a sample of some of the cupcakes I’ve spread (this Storify feed may not display on cell phones…sorry).  

Go ahead try one!

<a href=”http://storify.com/InAPaperWrapper/spreading-cupcakes” target=”_blank”>View the story “Spreading Cupcakes (Week 2)” on Storify</a>] 

Tomorrow I will take to Twitter again. I will search. I will explore.  I will Tweet… Then I will smile as my heart is filled with warmth from the {smiles} and {giggles} I get back in return.

                                                                                                                 

Want to know how it all started? 

“Click” a cupcake
and
be part of this new adventure
http://kindredadventures.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Kir%20Corner

@InAPaperWrapper: Unwrap Your Tweet…Laverne is spreading a little something special  with each thoughtful tweet! Inspired by @thekircorner

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The Kitchen Table

 I opened my pink flowered journal to the page marked, “I am really…”  I close my eyes and wait for a feeling to take over me.  I wait for something that will give me inspiration.  The soft touch of a small hand and a head leaning on my shoulder brings pause to my thoughts.

“Mommy can I color,” Francine asks with a big grin, looking up at me.

“Of course!”

White, blue, yellow, red papers engulf her side of the table. They wait to be turned into masterpieces as she runs to get the crayons.

Scribble

Scribble

Blue, pink, yellow and green decorate the page with flowers and stick figures.

“Look Mommy! This is me and my best friend.”

 
“Mooooommmmmy!!!! I want to make a bracelet,” Olivia shouts from across the kitchen.  She is making certain she is not left out.

“Ok, you know where the beads are.”

Clunk! A blue and white decorated Easter tin hits the kitchen table.  Olivia opens the tin.  She pauses and stares at the beads.  Her imagination is in full gear. 

Clink

Clink

Flower, elephant, heart, heart, star, flower, elephant…  are threaded on her string.

“Mommy!  Look what I made!  Can you tie it for me please?  Isn’t it the most beautiful.”
He walks through the living room into the kitchen.  Our eyes meet.  We smile and he walks toward me. His lips meet the small of my neck.

“I love you.”

Little glances from Olivia and Francine are followed by smiles and giggle. 

My thoughts are distracted as I answer questions, help little ones do their crafts and get in a little flirting with my husband. 

“Mommy are you done with your story,” Olivia asks.

“No, sweetie. I was just watching you.”

A feeling of happiness comes over me.  I am reminded (like so many times in my life) how really happy I am.
                                                                                                                        

 

This Post was inspired bythis weeks Just.Be.Enough theme:  “I am feeling…”*
I am writing, posting and linking up to share my voice.
I am doing my part to carry the weight of
confidence and empowerment.
I am sharing the mission of empower and inspire
to remind women, parents and children
that the time has come to celebrate
themselves…ourselves… myself!
It’s your turn now…
*Next Weeks Theme: “What are you striving for?“
(Remember you can also write on a topic of your choice.)
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Kir and Her Cupcakes

I met her through Just.Be.Enough.  A few interactions through our blogs and  twitter was all it took….

Kirsten from The Kir Korner is one of the most warm and genuine people I have come to know through blogging.  She has been down some rough roads and visited some dark places, but she survived and she is wonderful.   She chats with you and your day is instantly brightened. Her words bring a smile to your face. Oh and did I mention she is an amazing writer… cause she is!
 
Two weeks ago I was catching up on my blog reading.  I saw my usually daily dose of Kir in my inbox. The title read Pour My Heart Out: My Comments are like Cupcakes.  She told us about her love for cupcakes, “…they are an instant celebration in a small paper cup.”   She shared her favorite kind, “…store bought birthday cake,  vanilla on vanilla with butter cream balloons.”  Then she did it.  She made the connection between her favorite decorated treat and she told us what she excelled at… leaving comments…  
“I believe our stories are our cakes, our attempts at baking from scratch and setting it on the table so everyone can look at and admire it. We want our guests to enjoy the dessert we offer, to smack their lips and lick their forks, satisfied with our effort. 

In many ways, I like to think my comments are like cupcakes; a tiny piece of that much bigger cake.

A dainty yet delectable slice of my heart that I give you in exchange for the stories and secrets you have made and shared with me.

I may not be good at a lot of things, but I can promise you that if I read your words, I will never leave your space without leaving a whole lot of sweetness behind.” 

That was all it took.  I was instantly inspired.  A spot in me that longed for a new creative outlet was filled. The spot that had to step away from blogging commitments, write less and focus on me and my family was filled with warmth and inspiration.   

 

@InAPaperWrapper  was born… I would turn my love for twitter as not just a way to connect with others and make new friends, but as a way to spread cupcakes and thoughtful words.  I would use my strengths and Kir’s inspiration to help make others smile. So while I do not have as much time to write as I want, the small moments I have on twitter to recognize other, be thoughtful and spread cupcakes warms the moments in my day!

 

Thank you Kir!
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