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Single Parent's - What's for Supper

2010-02-23T02:40:00.000-08:00

Some times when my son’s get home early from school they’ll decide to cook for me

As in their words “you are soooo tired after a day’s work” but

That happens when I have’nt prepared their favourite dish in a while. They then decide to cook it themselves.

This one afternoon after a tough day at work and on the road I let out a sigh as I opened the front door

As I entered the apartment something came whishing passed my head – luckily for me I don’t have a long straight nose I would’ve been minus a nose on that day.

I stood dead still just moved my eyes and followed the flight of this flying phoenomina – it stuck to the wall then slowly it unstuck then stuck then unstuck it trailed a tedious way down to the floor I just stood there watching.

I said nothing as I’m always asking what was that all about, or why did you do that, so after x amount of years I pretended to ignore it although I was dying to know “what was that all about”

I went to the room took off my shoes – my son comes to me. Are you wondering what that’s all about??

I said not really, he looked at me and said can I tell you anyway I said yes ,on the other hand I sometimes do fear the answers I get.

Him and his brother were watching a cooking programme on TV – how to cook spaghetti –

They followed that to the letter – here comes the crunch

How do you know when the spaghetti is properly cooked??

Well you take one strand and throw it against the wall and if it sticks viola it’s cooked!!!!!

So Mother! My sons says to me the spaghetti is ready as you did see it stick to the wall and don’t worry we won’t put the tested one back into the pot.
We just wanted to do you a favour - aye they caught me with my mouth hanging wide open as usual.

Hey that’s my boys – I do love them

LM

Singleparents

2010-02-02T05:55:00.000-08:00

This I received from a good friend - Thnx Gabs

it is beautiful and true

Thank you for reading my BLOG - LM

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Love Stories -

2010-01-18T02:08:00.000-08:00

Hi all you single parents single out there

Lately I’ve been quite busy reading love stories – I love the men in those books

They always make the ladies knees go weak that the poor lady has to lean onto him for

Support cause she will definitely collapse and the lady’s mind cannot function properly

When she looks at him.

These men they always have legs where the jeans strains against the muscles

They all tall and have piecing eyes like icebergs – or smouldering eyes that can see right through you.

He has this perfect body and his muscles are always well toned. Oh yes and that shock of

Wavy hair either black or blond that touches the collar.

Oh and all the men are Wealthy self made millionaires, tough, no nonsense types, arrogant.

There’s always another woman that’s perfect , svelte, glamorous, chic and sexy looking and

This model type causes the heroine lots of sleepless nights and jealousy.

Now where do I find a man like that – the only time my knees goes weak is when I

Get bad news about family or friends – my mind functions all the time even when sleeping

I dream.

Maybe I’m hanging out at the wrong places cause the men in my age group need I say more

Most of them are going bald, nurturing a tiny pot belly, so that put’s paid to the perfectly toned muscles

That ripples when they walk the pot belly bounces around instead.

I missed out somewhere in life – still waiting for this dream man who can make my knees weak

And stop my brain from functioning!!!!

There were some good expressions – these two below I found cute (western love story)

we as happy as two fleas on a fat hound dog

I’ll lasso the moon for you

What I’d like to add is that love stories are just that and it is a form of escape for me at times

The outside packaging might not be perfect the bow on the wrapping might be skew but the real gift and treasure is inside.

May you find what you looking for - LM

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My Wish for Single Parents

2010-01-04T05:06:00.000-08:00

Hi All you single parents out there,

Wishing you a wonderful 2010 – may you find what you looking for

When you open your door may love, joy ,peace, financial freedom, stability,

Belief, blessings and hope force it’s way into your house

Think positive – I will, I can, I’m going to

Dare to reach out for your dreams

Tell your problems how big your GOD is

Be strong have courage look each challenge straight in the eye. (then run away just kidding)

Deal with it –

Start each day saying Thank You GOD

Well enough of that lecture

I wish you a year of personal growth with GOD

LM

A thought for Single Parent’s

2009-12-10T01:09:00.000-08:00

Today I’m going a bit deep!!!

A friend of mine started dating and she asked me this particular question “how do I know if he’s the one GOD chose for me?” I then came across this email I received from BARNS beginning 2009

When God wants to bless you, He sends a person in your life.

When the devil wants to destroy you, he sends a person in your life.

How can we tell the difference?! By knowing your people connections.

Your success depends on the quality of your people connections and there are two types of people you’ll come in contact with throughout your lifetime:

1) those who add and multiply, making you more than you are;

2) and those who subtract and divide, thereby devaluing you.

Never allow people into your life without knowing their agenda.

Find out where they came from and why they want to be connected to you.

When a person is in your life and your life is declining, they are not a God connection!

A healthy connection will protect your self-worth even when you’re experiencing a season of pain or struggling with a failure in your life.

A true God connection will never abandon his assignment until you reach your full potential!

by Randy Morrison

So Single Parent when in doubt think along these lines it’s helped me in lots of situations

Thank you all for reading my BLOG
LM

Oh Christmas Tree

2009-11-29T11:08:00.000-08:00

With Christmas less than a month away it brings back memories
Of a Christmas two years ago.

I love Christmas all the fuss shopping and most of all the music especially for that time of year everyone happy and laughing.

The week before christmas 2007 I checked the lights for the tree if it's still working and if all the decorations are still in one piece I took down the box containing the tree cleared a corner of the lounge and stacked it all there ready for the 24th December 2007

All my shopping was done as I refuse to be caught up in that last minute rush. (I got to eat those words)

With my Bony M xmas CD blaring in the background par rop a pom pom - I unpacked my xmas tree pulled and twisted the artificial branches stacked all the parts together and what should’ve been my xmas tree looked more like a one armed bandit I'm standing there what happened to my tree.

I turned to my sons “what happened here” Mama remember that project I did for technology where I needed grass for the field? The one got 90% . I did ask you and you did say yes, I stared at him my mouth wide open “I said yes but one little branch from the back of the tree not the whole side of it.

What now!! I rushed to the stores in 30+ weather found no parking eventually squeezed my car in somewhere. All the trees were sold out in every store not one tree was left . What now? What now?

I ran to a store where they still had a tree on display I asked for the manager and explained my situation and I told him after today he won’t be needing it again.The manager agreed with me and said ok he said I could pay half price for the tree plus all the trimmings on it I said fine. There were bells on the tree, fake pearls silver and red wrapped around the tree , their were little angels, baubles bows etc. He said he’ll get someone to dissemble the tree and pack it into the box but lady luck was’nt smiling with me on the morning of the 24th December. Nobody could pry that tree apart I thought to myself I’m not leaving that tree behind I told the manager to get me a trolley I’ll take it as is trimmings and all.

OK my xmas tree with all the trimmings stacked into the trolley, I started the long trek back to my car as I walked one wheel of the trolley kept on jamming and when it jammed the bells on the tree would start jingling and jingling and jingling and jingled some more . People were staring at me and I had this crazy desire to laugh hysterically. I started sweating not just from the heat. My handbag kept sliding off my shoulder dragging the strap of my sundress with it. I must have looked a sight like a crzy person appearing half naked in public pushing a trolley containing a fully assembled xmas tree with bells jingling, I managed to keep a straight face and I looked everyone in the eye. I had my tree that was the important issue at that particlar moment.

The attendant that helped me tried forcing the tree into the car he had no luck he said it’s not going to work I told him this tree is going in to that car I don’t care how but it’s gonna go in.

Eventually we managed and yes ho ho ho I had my tree trimmings and all at the back of my car.

When I got home I could'nt stop laughing even now when I think back I still find it hilarious

Well singlemoms out there remember a little determination does go a long way we don't just give up in despair we become resourceful.

LM

Picture for Singleparentz- We are not alone

2009-11-25T08:39:00.000-08:00

Hey Guys I receivd this picture (from BARNS) and it really touched a cord in my heart. This is one of those pictures that does'nt require much words it speaks for itself.

I can only say

THANK YOU GOD

for carrying me when the storm of life got rough. - LM

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Words Hit A Homerun

2009-11-22T09:08:00.000-08:00

My sons are very active in sport. I watch every game possible and often have three or four of their friends needing a lift which doesn’t bother me at all. My sons they know me I’ll never say no. They will come with the friend needing a lift stand right in front of me and ask “Ma can you give him a lift” I wonder how they’d react if I said NO!!

A few weeks ago I phoned the one friend’s house to OFFER him a lift for the next day’s game. He’s Mom answered the phone and I told her I’ll pick up at 8.00am

She answered OH!! That’s not my category sport is my husband’s category you have to speak to him call back later he’s not here at the moment.

I was thrown off balance totally; it felt like someone hit me against the head with a baseball bat. Immediately tears came to my eyes I can’t explain the mixed emotions I experienced vulnerable was one of them. Those words really hit a homerun I don’t have someone to share certain categories with.

I always knew I did all alone but those words triggered off a feeling deep inside of me. Feelings that I pushed way; way back in my mind not allowing them to surface as those thoughts can emerge at a later stage in life I don’t have time to deal with that kind of emotions.

I wouldn’t trade one minute of the time I spend on those sports fields come rain, wind, sunshine I’m there.

Those days are special to me. When the games over my sons will walk to me with a smile on their faces and as soon as they packed in and we on the way home we discuss the match we dissect it and do a post mortem on that game. At home they will demonstrate every move and attack (although I was there and saw it all)

Those are the times I wouldn’t trade for anything in this whole world

They allowing me into their world I’m grateful for that and I thank GOD that we can communicate on most levels.

So Single parents we are all doing a great JOB we might not always have help on hand for different categories’ but that’s what makes us special, strong and tough and fighter’s

In my opinion we are the unsung HEROES.

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LM

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Take it Slow

2009-11-15T11:54:00.000-08:00

Friday I sat making notes for my next POSTING I thought wow this years nearly over and all I can remember is rushing around from school in the morning to school in the afternoon working a fulltime job cooking and cleaning being nurse, mechanic, plumber, electrician, mentor, rushing from one sports game to the next always busy. I was'nt sure what to write about just left it for a while.

I then received this email from Christine at Head Office (Everything in Italics I did not write) this is an extract from the email.

Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry go round or listened to the rain lapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight or gazed at the sun into the fading night? Do you run through each day on the fly? When you ask 'How are you?' Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done, do you lie in your bed with the next hundred chores running through your head? Ever told your child, 'We'll do it tomorrow.' And in your haste, not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch? Let a good friendship die? Just call to say 'Hi'?

When you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened gift....Thrown away.... Life is not a race. Take it slower. Hear the music before the song is over.

'Life may not be the party we hoped for... but while we are here we might as well dance!'

Author Unknown

I felt like sharing the above with all of you it is so like my life rushing about and at the end of the day I wonder why and for what purpose.

There are things I'd like to do but I've been programmed to "I must do this and I must do that. "When I read those words in Italics I realise that I've missed out on so much I never really take time to appreciate nature.
which is quite sad I then promised myself I will take some ME TIME . But you wanna bet tomorrow I'll be rushing around again. The above words just a vague memory.

Heres a true story about my sons they were very very very young at the time:

I'd just finished bathing them washing their hair etc they were shining from top to bottom
the place I lived in had a working kitchen the dining room was seperate my younger son was in his high chair the older next to him they ate I cleared that away and brought some custard, I left the room wrong move I guess, when I returned to the dinning room Rory was standing on his chair massaging custard into Niks hair - Rory looked at me and said " look I'm washing his hair and he does'nt cry when I do it" Nik was too busy licking the custard as it dripped down from his head he never had time to cry. yip the joys .
I guess that is a common mistake custard can be mistaken for shampoo (served in a plate on the table)

Well I hope you find this POST interesting let me know ok

LM

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This Cloak I Wear

2009-11-09T03:01:00.000-08:00

This Cloak I Wear

This cloak I wear is a tapestry of my life
each yarn intricately woven,
colours predestined , already chosen.
It speaks of laughter, happiness
tears, sadness achievements and strife.
Destiny the weaver wove this cloak of mine
Destiny chose the colours, set the pace
the stage the time.
When happy and in love the colour`s bright and bold.
Times of prosperity it`s woven in gold.
When frustrated, angry, in times of adversity
it`s a confused mess of black and dark yarn.
Not in harmony….
But that`s all faded as time moved on.
When I had inner peace the yarn`s white, pure, serene
quiet a tranquile scene.
This cloak I wear with my head held high.
Cause it tells a story........
It`s the different stages of my life gone by.

Linda Beverley Maierwieser

Let me know what you think

Thank you for the response on my first posting

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LM
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Rollercoaster ride

2009-10-27T10:24:00.000-07:00

I’ve been a Singleparent since 1998 when I have a chance to look back it’s been one hectic rollercoaster ride. Everything seems such a blur but that’s the speed I’ve been travelling at these past years. Me Super Mom and Cat Woman all rolled up in one.
Singleparent means just that you are alone fullstop. You take full responsibility and make all the decisions concerning a child’s welfare. When you in a relationship with a supportive partner the responsibilities are shared but as a single parent You do not have that option.
Unfortunately children aren’t born with an instructions manual a blue print that’s unique to that particular child
Ok for this kind of behavior turn to page xyz or go to the trouble shooting section and type in a question. If you still can’t find the answer click on HELP. That would make life so much easier. No, it’s all about trial and error you can never take back angry words, nor impulsive actions.
No replay button nor a rewind switch nor a remote control sad huh. There is no option to erase certain situations. Nope it’s all live and real first time around.
I always look my sons in the eye and smile when I talk to them phew at times it costs a lot that smile does turn into a grimace

Give them your love give them your time give them stability at times at the cost of my own sanity I’ve always given them my love and my time they will be first to admit to that. I try giving them stability but there are times I feel I’ m not succeeding. One thing I do try on a daily basis is keep communication lines open we always talk. Before they go to sleep I’ll go in there and talk about anything or everything to them we often end up laughing about things that happened.
There are days that I feel sad, discouraged, downhearted and I wish I could sit down and cry but I can’t, I’m not the crying type nor the damsel in distress type.
There are times when things get a much “God will never test you beyond your strength” I then say “Lord” it’s going way over my limit of strength I’m not that strong!!!! I know one should’nt say that but it’s how I feel at given times. I never wallow too long in self pity I don’t have time for that.
I’ve learnt so much over the past 11years wow it was a journey of self discovery, I’ve had to deal with situations I’d normally shy away from I’ve had to face my fears, I’ve had to deal with hardships, with sorrow and pain. The times I remember though are the happy times the joy and laughter the fun I had watching my sons grow from baby’s 2 teenagers being with them nearly every step of the way cheering them on when they playing a sport (I’m their biggest fan) and just being there for them.
Yes I’ve changed I never had a choice I’ve had to deal with lots of negative situations in my life but through those situations I’ve grown to be the person I am today
I’ve grown very close to GOD cause no matter what was happening in my life GOD was the one that I called out to when everything seemed bleak and hopeless. It’s a spot I don’t ever want to leave.
Well I hope you’ve enjoyed reading this BLOG and would love a feedback from you
LM