tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60971062011-07-31T02:20:13.256-04:00Cheri's BlogCheri's RamblingsCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comBlogger1741100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-17388000985435163692009-08-15T00:25:00.003-04:002009-08-15T00:25:47.147-04:00What Happened:To my beautiful flower garden that Tim made for me? Maybe it has dissapeared because I have for a while... Time to write...Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-83037623174514195032008-08-10T23:40:00.002-04:002008-08-10T23:50:24.563-04:00The rain summer this is getting to everyone these days. It's dark, bleak, and darn awful. Certainly this summer is not a reward for the icy, stormy, long cold winter we roughed through. Summer 2008 is not what any of us likely expected. We had brides who waded through hail, mud, rain and mud this summer. For the first time in a very long time, I had jeans on the other night - with a white rain Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-70378412487384298702008-04-10T22:23:00.001-04:002008-04-10T22:23:47.111-04:00Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-60776978960181629442008-04-09T22:39:00.000-04:002008-04-09T22:40:09.328-04:00When we least expect it....Life just keeps happening. I get up in the morning with so much intention and by the end of the month (after many mornings of intention), I realize that somewhere along the line.... I just didn't get to it, whatever it was!I have attempted to write a few times this past months. I start out with a few lines and then once again face the writing "dry spell". I was Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-20317723931802926662008-03-28T23:59:00.002-04:002008-03-29T00:04:02.218-04:00I am thinking about the days when I sat night by night at my computer sharing my thoughts. I have professed to have been going through a "dry" spell. I think in all reality it's not a dry spell I am in. I believe it is that my engines and thoughts are all drained after sharing those precious moments with my husband during the day and evenings. What to do... hummm... save it for the blog or Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-70636589593519149002007-07-17T08:56:00.000-04:002007-07-17T09:09:17.516-04:00Happy Birthday Brian!This Saturday is my son's 26th birthday. "Where did those years go?" I have been asking myself. I flash back to a little skinny blond haired boy with a huge smile and sparkling blue eyes running around a soccer field. Brian always had a ball or bat in his hands since the moment he was co-ordinated enough to hold either. His second birthday gave him a plastic golf club Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-7250390846971687752007-05-30T23:48:00.000-04:002007-05-30T23:50:08.868-04:00May 30, 2007Today or tomorrow is my Aunt's birthday... I must remember to call her. It is very very hot and muggy tonight. I won't complain. I would however love a fresh blowing of cool air...just for a little while. If you could have anything you wished for today...what would it be????xxooNight.Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-63891080909786601142007-05-29T00:24:00.000-04:002007-05-29T00:26:28.065-04:00Well.. I don't know what to say to my friends...those who have somehow managed to still check out to see if I have poked my head out from under the rocks. The truth is ... I have been suffering from a dry spell...maybe not so much a dry spell...just a busy spell. I have decided to start writing again.... bear with me as I start the process.......My words of wisdom today are:love, laugh and dontCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1166502379386875502006-12-18T23:14:00.000-05:002006-12-18T23:26:19.400-05:00Sons... and mothers....... all in one sentence. There was a book I read once or twice or a hundred times.... it always reminds me of my sons. I'll love you always....I loved you both the day you were born, I loved you as you learned to crawl, I loved you as you learned to walk and talk. I loved you when you exchanged me for the friend down the street, I loved you when you rebelled. I loved Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1143693846318773392006-03-29T23:36:00.000-05:002006-03-29T23:44:06.330-05:00So I write..and I get no comments...Hmmmmm... I check every day for a comment...still none. Oh, that I guess is what I deserve after deserting you! I shall wait for a comment so I can be inspired to write more... now it's your fault...haha....Night.......Sweet dreams of the impending spring weather!Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1142355694999409962006-03-14T11:40:00.000-05:002006-03-14T12:01:35.063-05:00So a few of you have asked "where did you go". Not sure I went anywhere actually... life just got in the way of my routine ritual of writing each evening. It continues to surpise me when I hear - "you haven't written in a long time". I didn't really think any of you were still reading! That must mean it was half way interesting to log on and see what was on the chalk board for the day.As I amCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1133845441765166112005-12-06T00:29:00.000-05:002005-12-06T00:14:01.526-05:00Four months of winter........really?We all know that winter is far beyond the three month season it is capsuled into. Winter started a month ago and will go beyond the month of March. I seriously cringe at the thought of icier cold nights.I was sitting here imagining vivid visions of winter moments. In the back of my distant thoughts, I visualize crisp snow telling a story of beauty through the Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1133762640713771442005-12-05T00:11:00.000-05:002005-12-05T01:21:42.226-05:00And she leaves me.......No, it is not the journey of the guy reading a Dear John letter... it is the heart of a mother who's daughter leaves home in pursuit of a new life. She doesn't just leave home for this new home a few hours away, she leaves for an adventure on the other side of this vast country.With the waving of her slender hand and hugging of her anxious arms, she steps into the secure Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1130177814073975592005-10-24T13:58:00.000-04:002005-10-24T14:16:54.146-04:00The awesome power of aeceptance...I was sitting sipping on tea this afternoon when I was thinking about the the many true friends I have had the honour of being blessed with. You know, the ones that love you just because of you, flaws and all. Celebrate the friends that come through for you no matter what, where, when and why.I want to share a great momentsI had recently experienced. I had Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1129740283914884802005-10-19T12:36:00.000-04:002005-10-19T12:44:43.920-04:00Cold weather.... who needs it anyway? What brings people from Florida to live in Toronto? What brings people from anywhere warm to live in Canada? I just don't get it. Well, in all reality there is much I just don't get, but cold weather I know I will never get!However, I do see some benefits to cold weather. First of all, it kind of forces me personally to hybernate, do laundry, watch t.v., Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1128959245964662952005-10-10T11:38:00.000-04:002005-10-10T11:47:25.970-04:00Happy Thanksgiving......I am sitting here Thanksgiving morning looking out my front window. I am in awe of the beauty fall brings. The leaves around me are greeny-yellow, orange and beige on the tree in front of my window. It appears cold and brisk this morning with a slight wind making the leaves on this tree dance. If I listened closely I am sure I could hear them sing. Dry leaves are Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1126580899215297382005-09-12T23:02:00.000-04:002005-09-12T23:08:19.223-04:00Well...I posted and I have not impressed anyone...so I am thinking maybe pictures will do the talking for me... at least for the interim until I can figure something really astounding to say..... Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1126330791939453352005-09-10T01:09:00.000-04:002005-09-10T01:39:51.946-04:00O.K. I admit I have had a dry spell because I truly have not had much to say. Maybe I have had lots to say, but just couldn't quite get the words out. However, I have spent alot of time in quiet reflection and thankfulness of so many blessings these past months. There has truly not been a day recently when I have not thanked God specifically for all He has provided for in my life, Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1119324109177287902005-06-20T23:13:00.000-04:002005-06-20T23:21:49.183-04:00Postings.......Anyone out there? Hello? IS anyone out there?!! I have figured out that when the counter on my blogger stopped at 110 - that I somehow lost the competitive spirit I have. All of a sudden there was no record to beat or meet the challenge of. Well, o.k. maybe that wasn't the problem - maybe it was my lazy spirit these days. Or it could have been exhaustion. Well, guess what - ICherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1116859240867372522005-05-23T10:23:00.000-04:002005-05-23T10:48:18.110-04:00The passion.......I think I've had a block of some sort these days, okay - months. Usually I write when I am feeling passionate about some issue or event. I guess I have been in a bit of a passion slump these days. Nothing has really triggered my imagination. And yes, maybe I wanted you girls to miss me, just a bit!I have lots to share though - so maybe that's a good way to get back into the Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1111368458885654642005-03-20T19:48:00.000-05:002005-03-20T20:27:38.886-05:00I often spend my time on this site just ranting and raving about lousy drivers and just life in general. However today I felt compelled to share my heart on a deeper level. Today I was sent an e-mail with a powerpoint presentation from a good friend. The e-mail contained instructions to turn on my speakers and get the kleenex ready. The presentation was a tribute to the recently slain RCMP Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1110765553221554662005-03-14T18:36:00.000-05:002005-03-13T21:32:20.486-05:00Nothing better than a special brother........You guessed it, we are at the cottage, all grown up. Long long away from the little kids that did anything they could do to bug one another. The sister who teased him with danny long legs and the brother that tried to chase me with snakes and pushing me off docks. My brother, the little boy who was the "baby" of our family, the kid who cried and threw Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1110767007715014452005-03-13T21:23:00.000-05:002005-03-13T21:23:27.716-05:00There is nothing better than a special brother....Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1110728364969573762005-03-13T12:37:00.000-05:002005-03-13T10:39:24.970-05:00Today I have decided that it is time to spruce up this site -give all of you something more interesting to read and LOOK at... I have decided to add pictures to the site. I am actually quite excited about this adventure and hope it gives an interesting new turn in posting!Let me know what you think!Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1110731978725888512005-03-13T11:39:00.000-05:002005-03-13T12:07:33.166-05:00SMILE AND THE WORLD SMILES BACK AT YOU............ and I mean....the WHOLE world....... ! ! Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1110690070848587262005-03-12T23:41:00.000-05:002005-03-13T00:01:10.853-05:00Sunday calls for the worst winter storm in Canadian history. Ten feet of snow to accumulate in the Burlington/Oakville/Mississauga area. I am talking FEET not inches! Predictions of all stores being closed, schools, banks and any general transportation on public roads will be shut down for three days. The warning is for anyone in need of water and food supplies that they should immediately Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1110427426134129802005-03-09T22:57:00.000-05:002005-03-09T23:03:46.136-05:00My friend Tim has these contests that he hosts and he gives away free books. Well, I was thinking tonight that it really bugs me that my blogger has stopped counting my posts. I was thinking I will have a contest to see if someone can count how many times I have posted on this blog from inception to March 30. The rules are that you have to break down the posts to each month I have posted. TheCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1110338597031405822005-03-08T22:11:00.000-05:002005-03-08T22:23:17.033-05:00Morning my friends! I say good morning as I am sure most of you will start your day with this blog. (I wish!) Anyway, Tuesday evening didn't go as I had originally planned, but we had one major accomplishment so that's all that matters. I took Joseph on his long awaited trip to the eye doctor. He has waited for the green light on contact lenses since he was about 11 years old. Today was the Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1109822185982436952005-03-02T22:41:00.000-05:002005-03-02T22:56:25.986-05:00Morning my friends! I formally called Sheryl around 7:00 a.m. on March 1st to wish my beautiful long time friend A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY! However, I didn't get a chance to write about her yet. Some of you know my wonderful friend. First of all I want to tell everyone that this friend is so young I could be her mother - she met me when she applied as a co-op student for an office I worked in - Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1108528319222982982005-02-15T23:03:00.000-05:002005-02-15T23:31:59.226-05:00Well... the other day I was informed that my friend starts her day with morning tea in hand and my bright shinny blog spot in face. I didn't realize I was the start of her day - poor soul - many dissapointments these mornings! A blank screen. Yes, my friends I have had February blllaaaassss... Not sure I have ever experienced this type of "winter downs" (whatever they call that thing). I Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1106888743619928992005-01-27T23:49:00.000-05:002005-01-28T00:05:43.620-05:00My blog spot "counter" I guess you could call it - has clocked me in at 110 postings...well of course I have written way more than 110 - and not sure why it doesn't keep accurate count. That bothers me because I do count and I am competitive. I compete against myself constantly. Wonder if that makes me a freak? I am looking for a volunteer to count the posts??
Anway, I checked out for Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1106803206190138552005-01-27T01:11:00.000-05:002005-01-27T00:20:06.190-05:00There is a piece of chocolate cake sitting in my car, it is 12:11 a.m. and I am starving....yet too lazy to go get it. Oh well, it will be good for breakfast. I wrote a thought yesterday (a good one in fact - or so I presumed) but the system failed to let me post it. I surmise there was a reason that particular thought of mine was to be kept out of print.
Today I was thinking about how we Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1106541299404695572005-01-23T23:21:00.002-05:002005-01-23T23:34:59.403-05:00Do you ever wonder? I do constantly, wonder this, wonder that and question so much.
Wonder - what people think when they enter relationships with others? I say that because I was at a social function on the weekend where I was watching a younger couple interact with each other. This couple on the outset to a few of us, appear to be totally mismatched. I reiterate the word "totally". There Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1106541288314133022005-01-23T23:21:00.001-05:002005-01-23T23:34:48.313-05:00Do you ever wonder? I do constantly, wonder this, wonder that and question so much.
Wonder - what people think when they enter relationships with others? I say that because I was at a social function on the weekend where I was watching a younger couple interact with each other. This couple on the outset to a few of us, appear to be totally mismatched. I reiterate the word "totally". There Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1106541263856329172005-01-23T23:21:00.000-05:002005-01-23T23:34:23.856-05:00Do you ever wonder? I do constantly, wonder this, wonder that and question so much.
Wonder - what people think when they enter relationships with others? I say that because I was at a social function on the weekend where I was watching a younger couple interact with each other. This couple on the outset to a few of us, appear to be totally mismatched. I reiterate the word "totally". There Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1106374284112144582005-01-22T01:58:00.000-05:002005-01-22T01:11:24.113-05:00Boy and Girl....continued.....
"Then came the girl. She was silken. She was a summer breeze.
He craved her softness, her scent.
Greater than science or magic. His clumsy hands could touch her like a whisper! Dare he use the word! No, never! Why invite the fultures to tear it open? To leave a smearing gash oozing, rotting entrails stinking on the floor. To be made a fool. To break a Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1106280477780139702005-01-21T23:59:00.000-05:002005-01-22T01:12:01.230-05:00June 11, 1988 ......... Boy and Girl
Two summers ago I was given a book by a neighbour. I can't even remember what the book was titled. The only thing I can remember is the piece of linen paper lined with hand writing formed neatly in fountain pen blue ink, captioned "Boy and Girl"that fell out of the inside cover as I opened it.
There contained a story so captivating that I feel compelled to Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1106279387964070272005-01-20T22:13:00.000-05:002005-01-20T22:54:31.913-05:00The Package..... Have you ever been in a room and locked eyes with someone as you immediately formed an opinion on who this person is and what they are like? Recently, I was at a conference that drew many women. During the break, I headed to the refreshment table and as I was filling my tea cup, a woman joined me, who's stature took me back a bit, initially making me feel a bit uncomfortable. SheCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1106107930693571002005-01-18T23:03:00.000-05:002005-01-18T23:12:10.693-05:00Tonight we were helping my daughter begin the move into the new apartment her and her husband are starting their married life in. Both daughters were on the counters in the kitchen ripping off old mack-tack from the shelves of the cupboards and my friend and I were watching them. As they were ripping, complaining and chatting I listened as my youngest asked my eldest, "what happened to the ladyCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1104979333290293312005-01-05T21:33:00.000-05:002005-01-05T21:48:45.326-05:00Just when I thought....the crowd of supporters might have jumped ship for a more interesting blogger, along she comes - comments and all... YES!! I am not alone in this cold, icy world...someone is still reading! Yippeee...thanks once again Danielle... I am glad that something I wrote caught the attention of someone out there.... It's a lonely world without supporters....haha...
My friend SherylCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1104811535433891302005-01-03T22:57:00.000-05:002005-01-03T23:05:35.433-05:00People who talk in riddles really bore me. Actually, I am not sure if they bore me as much as they irritate me. Is it because I am "aging" or is it that I am so less tolerant of people who can't just be human? I think people who talk in riddles are covering up something - playing games something like dodge ball. The conversation that flows in riddles draws me to the vision of a masked banditCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1104762263560477622005-01-03T09:08:00.000-05:002005-01-03T09:24:23.560-05:00Settling in.... Well the Christmas hustle is over and today marks the real beginning of progression of a new year. A new work week, a new year. Have you ever taken a walk down memory lane with your photo album? I think generally we take many pictures of our families, trips and events - if most of us are organized we promptly place them in a photo album and then file them away in a cabinet. Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1104467432011165402004-12-30T23:12:00.000-05:002004-12-30T23:41:45.900-05:00My mom's aunt.... Her name is Iwilla (Aunt Willie for short). She is the one lady in my family that I admit I am most like. Who is she, what is she like? First I share she has always been a pack-rat (is that what we are called) and there isn't a day that goes by where I am reminded of that inherited quality I possess. She is one heck of a determined, strong, no nonsense, stubborn woman (stubborn Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1104361645623082152004-12-29T17:36:00.000-05:002004-12-29T18:15:17.643-05:00Well everyone is getting geared up for New Year's Eve. I could never understand what the big hipe is over this particular day. I mean, I know it's a significant day of the year - however is it significant enough for people to spend hundreds of dollars a person to be entertained and fed? I hear of people spending $200 a person to go out for an evening that on any other night would cost less than Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1103654996924276752004-12-21T13:31:00.000-05:002004-12-21T13:49:56.923-05:00Crying and how it gets the job done! Right! I was almost finished a blog to share with you the other day when Joseph frantically called me from his bathroom shouting "mom - help, there is water all over the floor". I went to the bathroom and getting on my knees I indeed verified the water situation, as I sat right in it. I was beginning to feel slightly panicked but tried to remain composed all Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1103170219973182102004-12-15T22:59:00.000-05:002004-12-15T23:10:19.973-05:00I can't believe it's been almost two weeks since I wrote - soon my followers will be long gone with dust kicking behind their heels. I had hit a point in my life that I was so busy that my home was a drop in centre. I'd drop in to pick up something to head somewhere, only to come home to drop into bed to jump back out and repeat the same routine. I had recently stopped and wondered how that Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1102566456177274822004-12-08T23:23:00.000-05:002004-12-08T23:27:36.176-05:00I think I am dealing with exhaustion, yet I keep going. I feel like a dollar store version of a duracell battery. I just keep going, but the going just gets slower. I miss writing and think about it all the time, when I am driving to work, eating my lunch or staring out the window at work. I am going to get back on routine once I get the cottage work, moving and sale done. I am also going to Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1102049455790390012004-12-03T00:03:00.000-05:002004-12-02T23:54:09.943-05:00Yesterday I received a pleasant surprise, yes more surprises!! My brother in B.C. was talking to me via Ma Bell and he said, "I hear you had a big birthday weekend, surprises and a big birthday bash." I was taken back that he knew about it as I had not talked or written to him. I asked how he knew about it and he said "I read about it your blog spot." Yippeee... my brother reads my off the wall Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1101961813797913792004-12-02T08:00:00.000-05:002004-12-01T23:30:13.796-05:00I, being a deep thinker (often so deep I get lost), have been wondering if there is anyone else out there other than me that wants to slam on the brakes of life. You know, just stop everything that is going on in this world, our cities and neighbourhoods. Stop the wars, violence and destruction. The state of our world is critical and extremely sad. Young children proudly carrying rifles, young Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1101960131622998862004-12-01T22:42:00.000-05:002004-12-01T23:02:11.623-05:00Well...the birthday has come and finally almost gone with respect to the celebration. What an event. Yes, I turned a magic age and the weird thing is I don't really feel any different, other than exhausted. My birthday started two weeks ago when the girls decided we'd have a practice run at the celebration and all go dancing. On Saturday I was invited to a late lunch with two of my long time Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1101418371680249442004-11-25T16:28:00.000-05:002004-11-25T16:32:51.680-05:00Well...as all know, I have been struggling somewhat lately with finding something "interesting" to say. Anyway, my "young" faithful friend Danielle... has helped me with the next blog and I paste it right here - as words from her own mouth.
Danielle begins:
Cheri,
I tried to comment on your last blog with this lengthly piece. When I tried to send it, it said that it was too long to send, so Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1101351368951288092004-11-24T21:44:00.000-05:002004-11-24T21:56:08.950-05:00Nothing about nothing...Today I had a long day. I am now in my p.j.'s and anxiously looking forward to pulling back my bed covers and sticking my toes deep into the pretty yellow sheets that await me. However, out of a concern of appearing to be old and tired, I am waiting until 10:00. Lately there has been nothing more relaxing for me than crawling into bed and snuggling up to my abundance of Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1101173892965636352004-11-22T20:22:00.000-05:002004-11-22T20:40:02.136-05:00Well...the sad news today. I finally share that the cottage that I so enjoy is sold. I have been going through the past two weeks really not thinking about it much. But reality is the sanctuary I have placed myself through out the summers is now going to be the host of a new family. The Hagen /Stinson/Boot/Dobson/Homsy generations have seen their days to incredible fun, laughter, and love. We nowCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1101007678819494462004-11-20T22:12:00.000-05:002004-11-20T22:27:58.820-05:00Pictures. I am intrigued by the camera. A Cannon, Pentex or a Nikon camera, the heavy ones with interchangeable lenses is a piece of art in my personal opinion. I have a digital camera that manages to take some pretty awesome pictures. However, the sound of the firm click of a lens shutting as it has captured the perfect picture is a sign of a job completed successfully. It does not compare to Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1100915485109178522004-11-19T20:47:00.000-05:002004-11-19T20:51:25.110-05:00Birthdays. Some people think that birthday's are the best day of the year. I used to think that until 2004 when realization seeped in that this would be the year of no return. I would be entering the senior stages of life. I refused to acknowledge my coming birthday most of this year. However, the past couple of months has begun to show me that this month is a time of celebration. A Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1100747181437102132004-11-17T22:02:00.000-05:002004-11-17T22:06:21.436-05:00I know, I know...where have I been! Here...just too overwhelmed with "nothing" to write. The past couple of days I have had a nagging feeling - and nagging of what...I don't know. I'll have to figure that one out. But, the most important thing I feel is that I have been reflecting on my new little 8 year old friend (now 9 years!). The little guy who shared with me that he can't run like the Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1099866284603616052004-11-07T17:17:00.000-05:002004-11-07T17:24:44.603-05:00Today I met an 8 year old boy who shared a bit of his story with me. He said to me "I have muscular dystrophy. I can't walk and run like the other boys. Sometimes they make fun of me." As I sat looking into the eyes of this georgeous child, I thought my heart would leap right out of my chest. I listened to him talk as we walked through a hallway with other children running ahead and past Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1099256612366417072004-10-31T15:57:00.000-05:002004-10-31T16:03:32.366-05:00Whewwwww.... I can't believe it has been two weeks since I wrote. I do have excuses...I was off in Kentucky with the Ministry, work has been busy and my house was in desperate need of cleaning, and of course that doesn't even begin to share the magnitude of my crazy schedule, i.e. Bible study, church, socializing with the numerous friends I am blessed to have.
I looked at my stats today and Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1098064484476453232004-10-17T21:51:00.000-04:002004-10-17T21:59:14.596-04:00
Today is my friend’s 40th Wedding Anniversary.
Today she thinks celebrates it without her husband.
Sandy you are not celebrating it with him - on earth anyway, but
I guarantee that there is a party in heaven with Jesus, the angels and
the family that sits with him day by day watching over you.
He smiles down at you Sandy - he shakes his head often as he watches
you dance and live life to the Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1097721499687575422004-10-13T22:07:00.000-04:002004-10-13T22:38:19.686-04:00My son... A while back someone asked me when I was going to write about my eldest son Brian. I had not figured out why I hadn't written about him yet and realized that probably because he is my quietest non-assuming child. He is quiet in the house, keeps himself busy with working, his sports and play station games. He's not a huge talker - unless he's just finished a ball hockey game, the Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1097629948829567002004-10-12T20:52:00.000-04:002004-10-12T21:53:12.156-04:00Thanksgiving... I sat this Sunday afternoon around the kitchen table watching my friends as we celebrated my most favorite celebration - Thanksgiving. I quietly began to think about the many things I am thankful for. First of all, that my friend Julie invited us to share this special dinner with her entire family. I am thankful for Charlene who became my friend over 35 years ago and that she Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1097112733871355072004-10-06T21:29:00.000-04:002004-10-06T21:32:13.870-04:00The Wedding... For those of you who have been waiting and asking, I share that the wedding was incredibly beautiful and perfect. My daughter was the most beautiful bride I have seen. She was a perfect at midnight as she was at 9:00 a.m. She glowed. The groom was handsome and cried...YES!! He gave his 17 1/2 minute speech and broke down (slightly) a few times. Weather was ordered to Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1096513639621549652004-09-29T23:02:00.000-04:002004-09-29T23:07:19.620-04:00The Wedding.... is quickly approaching. Tonight they had the rehersal at the chapel in the Old Mill where my daughter and future son-in-law are getting married. It's a really exciting time in their lives and I hope they enjoy this time. The beginning of a future together travelling down a new journey of life. I am happy for them and have much to look forward to as they establish roots and Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1096422824758855112004-09-28T21:32:00.000-04:002004-09-28T21:53:44.756-04:00Good Morning Tim and Danielle... I am so excited to see that is all I have to do in order to get comments from one of my little blurbs...is to just stop blurbing! So, I honestly tell both of you that I appreciate your faithfulness... I did in fact write a beautiful blog last night but when I went to publish it, my computer froze and I lost the entire writing. So tonight I try to re-create my Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1095133728757047892004-09-13T23:43:00.000-04:002004-09-13T23:48:48.756-04:00Change...it is good. Sometimes it is tough to put change into action. To clearly find the direction, have the willpower to make the change and stick to it is not a simple task. Once you have taken the first steps on the path to change, each step after will be much easier. Change is promising, rewarding and a growth experience.
I usually write on this site very late at night and often don't Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1094876508881230432004-09-10T23:55:00.000-04:002004-09-11T00:22:57.273-04:00As I am getting ready to go to bed I have stopped to read my Bible and I felt compelled to share some scripture with you, my friends. This is scripture from Psalms 143;
Theme: A prayer in the midst of hopelessness and depression. Our prayers should fit into what we know is consistent with God's character and plan. David wrote this.
Verse 4: "When my spirit grows faint within me, my heart Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1094704310178463902004-09-09T01:19:00.000-04:002004-09-09T00:31:50.176-04:00Part Two.... Insecurities
This August at a women's retreat we were teaching at in Illinois, our Ministry was asked to take part in the Sunday morning services (two of them) in a capacity of sharing the vision of the Ministry as well as singing one of Jason's songs. I was excited for this opportunity to sing with my friends who have incredible voices. Where we were in front of a filled church Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1094615248522248432004-09-08T23:03:00.000-04:002004-09-09T00:19:34.846-04:00Insecurities.... Oh how I have a few.... and I certainly carry memories of moments where I was feeling completely inadequate. I was reading an article on my friend Tim's site a while back and it really sparked some memories for me. Not necessarily painful, thank goodness, but instead are now quite humorous to me. I particularly remember in junior public school at the beginning of each new year Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1094561655780555242004-09-07T08:36:00.000-04:002004-09-07T09:03:19.953-04:00Change... I don't like change. I wasn't like that many years ago, it seems to be a new personality trait I have developed over the last five years. Little changes are only somewhat of a hindrance. I get bored with routine, such as getting up at 7:00 a.m. every morning, blindly making my way to the shower, talking to myself in order to wake-up, stepping out drying off and proceeding to complete Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1094189395785231632004-09-03T01:26:00.000-04:002004-09-03T01:29:55.786-04:00I am speechless tonight. I have not spent enough time quietly sitting, reading and thinking to even have thoughts of something that may inspire the gang who faithfully read this site. I know you are somewhat dissapointed in my lack of creativity, but promises being showered your way for an amazing train of incredible life changing thoughts will come your way next week.
Turning in to prepare Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1094096761491779012004-09-01T23:38:00.000-04:002004-09-01T23:46:01.490-04:00Escape..... I just spent three days at the cottage in an attempt to escape the realities of this fast paced life in the city. I was almost relaxed and ready to sort through some issues when reality bit and I had to pack up and come home. You might not be able to imagine the peace and contentment of sitting by an open fire listening to sounds of crickets echo off the lake while the odd cry of a Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1093577976851572332004-08-27T00:30:00.000-04:002004-08-27T17:51:22.086-04:00Imagine....once again. She envisions herself standing on a street peering into a store front window in the busy streets of New York City. She sees herself, the young woman who had stars dancing in her eyes with a big enchanting smile embracing her young pretty face as her long silky hair flying freely in the wind. She's laughing and having a blast with her friends. She is the fun girl - the life Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1093555103199236562004-08-26T21:11:00.000-04:002004-08-26T17:18:23.200-04:00Imagine...... As I sit at my desk with the window open, I am listening to the soft sounds of crickets in the midst of the city. I guess we can't really call Oakville a city, but it certainly isn't cottage country. It is so relaxing to hear those reassuring sounds, reminders that nature surrounds us even in a town of black asphalt, cement buildings, shopping malls, fast food stores and racing Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1093492489771907712004-08-26T01:00:00.000-04:002004-08-25T23:54:49.770-04:00I had a friend share with a few of us the following inspiration. I share it today with you.
I’M HAPPY !
I’M FABULOUS !
I’VE GOT IT !
I’M BEAUTIFUL !
Ladies.... You’ve got it...because you ARE fabulous and beautiful. Be happy ! If you forgot this like I have the past many years -I am here to remind you! YOU HAVE GOT IT ALL!!AND DON'T LET YOURSELF EVER FORGET IT ! ! NIGHT....Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1093492308130440262004-08-25T23:43:00.000-04:002004-08-25T23:51:48.130-04:00And then there is SHEIRA! Yippeee! What a chick, what a daughter. She's a riot. She's like a rock for me - my friend. What a personality - she's just like me, or at least how I used to be... on fire and passionate for whatever cause she believes in. Look out if you do or say something that offends her. She's a fiercefully loyal friend. She's funny, friendly and never ceases to put a smileCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1093404515370062062004-08-24T23:27:00.000-04:002004-08-24T23:31:16.406-04:00Sandy...my beautiful eldest child. I call her beautiful not just because she is physically beautiful, but because her heart is more beautiful than the most stunning actress. She has a passion for the elderly and when she speaks about the client she works with, she truly beams with love. I am so blessed to have her as my child and I know that I don’t often tell her this. We so often get caught up Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1093223527124662582004-08-22T21:08:00.000-04:002004-08-23T00:28:47.283-04:00Back to normal...YES! Whatever bug that was swimming my system as taken a dive and I am feeling almost back to normal. As I sit at my desk with the window open, I am listening to the soft sounds of crickets in the midst of the city. I guess we can't really call Oakville a city, but it certainly isn't cottage country. It is so relaxing to hear those reassuring sounds, reminders that nature Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1093146061843420342004-08-21T23:39:00.000-04:002004-08-21T23:41:01.843-04:00Weather...I am under it these days....having major ulcer problems or something... just tought I'd say HI. I shall dig my way out into the sunshine quickly. I have to muster some energy and good health to teach tomorrow...help.....! lol.... I shall be back to my usual self tomorrow. NIGHT!
Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1092797858333756092004-08-17T22:50:00.000-04:002004-08-17T22:57:38.333-04:00The Dog barks...and barks and barks... I laid half asleep last night struggling desperately to zonk out and find restful sleep. I tossed and turned, flipped over and back again.... for what seemed like ages. I couldn't get to sleep again, a routine that has been happening frequently these days. Anyway, as I struggled to find sleep I heard my son's dog muffling out a few grumbling barks. After theCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1092705813685800432004-08-16T21:05:00.000-04:002004-08-16T21:28:43.160-04:00Why some kid believes in God..... I was cleaning out my house this week and I found some articles that I had printed and saved, which is something I often do when I read something that very significant. As I reviewed some of these articles, one in particular caught my attention to which I am going to share parts of with you tonight. As this article appears to be written by a child, I asked my sonCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1092623037358929552004-08-15T22:06:00.000-04:002004-08-15T22:26:50.740-04:00Exercising the human brain...my brain! I decided a week or two ago that it was time I started to pump up the brain cells and study something that may boost my brain power such as some educational intelligent reading. My good friend gave me some suggestions all to which I have ignored, justifying my actions as being either too lazy or busy to embark on such a strenuous adventure. Finally I Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1092367956519764452004-08-12T23:12:00.000-04:002004-08-12T23:32:36.520-04:00Dateless in Oakville... Well..that's not exactly what I intended on writing about, however I had to find a catchy line. Recently, I was reading a Christian Single's newsletter I get e-mailed to me. The editor had been writing on how it has become a general male opinion that today's women are too independent. Apparently today's woman does not want a man to take out the garbage, help pay the Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1092281810314902842004-08-11T23:25:00.000-04:002004-08-11T23:36:50.313-04:00I sat at my window earlier in awe as I watched the rain turn into flakes of thick white snow. The flakes danced through the air quickly hitting the ground and piling up. Before I knew it the neighbourhood children were running out their front doors and stooping to make snowballs. I truly couldn't believe my eyes, snow in August. I had the bedroom window open and it didn't take me long to jump offCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1092189754624276272004-08-10T21:36:00.000-04:002004-08-10T22:06:18.823-04:00The Toe.... A story of Godly healing!!
Well, we are all safely home from our retreat in Illinois. We shared an incredible experience bringing the TULIP retreat to the U.S. This is our first international retreat and it was successful and we were blessed with meeting so many new friends and shared many fun experiences. However, in the midst of this fun time, I had a mishap. On my way way out out Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1091487658707364132004-08-02T18:57:00.000-04:002004-08-02T19:00:58.706-04:00Off to Illinois ! Colombia that is. We will be stopping at Chicago for an overnight stay. This is a ministry event that we are combining with a family vacation - so it's going to be a smashing time.! Not much to say today other than the brain has been absent from the body these days. I went over to the mall to pick-up my pants (which were having a zipper fixed) that I needed to take with me Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1091071106910515032004-07-28T22:47:00.000-04:002004-08-16T21:46:52.396-04:00Morality... Tonight I was pretty tired from a long day. I am actually going through some sort of transition thing, oddly enough I am not even sure what the transition is. However, I in efforts to exercise my brain, I had decided to start reading some mentally stimulating things. Tonight I opened my journal a friend gave me about a week ago. It's such a nice leather bound book that I didn't Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-109098094520903572004-07-27T22:02:00.000-04:002004-07-27T22:21:17.723-04:00Your Opinion.... it matters! Have you ever had a strong opinion on a topic and were somewhat reluctant to express it, even to your closest friend. Did you ever wonder why you were reluctant, did you question your own confidence or was it the fear of the reaction you might receive from the person you were sharing it with? I have recently been told that I am somewhat far more opinionated than ICherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1090602020439909322004-07-23T07:00:00.000-04:002004-07-23T13:02:25.663-04:00THE TRAMPOLINE..... Have you ever had the opportunity to step foot on one? It's been years for me, but I did last night. We had a riot, being at a birthday party a couple of us ventured out, kicked the kids off - age being power. My friend and I jumped all over this thing like fools with very little talent or even balance. Eventually both of us falling down, laughing our heads off. This Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1090517509893580592004-07-22T13:21:00.000-04:002004-07-22T13:31:49.893-04:00Here I sit....totally distracted from what I was doing - eating Caramilk Chocolate birthday cake. It's my lunch break and instead of working through it, I thought I'd take a moment to write. I just read an article from my friend's site that was the real reason I got distracted. He was reflecting on a friendship he cherishes with a couple I also share friendship with - so my understanding on Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1090371431229311422004-07-20T20:31:00.000-04:002004-07-20T20:57:11.230-04:00So....here I go again...slacking. I have to admit to a streak of laziness these days. Well... maybe not laziness...possibly exhaustion...whatever..! I went to the show Saturday night and watched an apparent "chick-flick" in the company of a nice humble male, to whom I am grateful for being such a good sport - although he did admit to enjoying the movie!
First time I have been to the show inCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1089826089325047332004-07-14T13:03:00.000-04:002004-07-14T13:28:09.326-04:00New York City... I know that I have said I was going to write more on the friends thoughts, but today I have to talk somewhat about my visit once again to the Big Apple. The friends topic is still on fire and I will have more to say about that! I had quite the experience in NY City with my daughter last week, actually I should re-phrase that to say "experienceS". As we were standing in SOHO (Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1088998552632708342004-07-04T22:31:00.000-04:002004-07-04T23:45:07.353-04:00Relationships.... This weekend I had my feelings hurt (boo hoo, I am female!). I came home and as I was getting ready for bed I tried to sort out why I would be experiencing these specific hurt feelings, afterall this person isn't close to me anymore. Don't get me wrong here, I understand the psychological issues of hurt feelings (and feelings in general), I was just trying to reason why Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1088656311901945542004-07-01T00:08:00.000-04:002004-07-01T00:31:51.903-04:00something is wrong....so I think. I had determined I had writer's block... tonight like a real live light bulb being snapped on...you know with the snap of the old fashioned chain attached to the base of a basic foundation holding a basic bulb, a thought came to me. I heard the clicking and have seen the light. The real light. I do NOT have writer's block. I have a case of terminal "who Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1088095898165047142004-06-23T23:43:00.000-04:002004-06-24T12:53:50.003-04:00THE POWER OF OUR VOICE.... The week or so has gotten by me so quickly that I honestly do not know where time has went other than out the window. I have had no voice the past two days. I can barely get words out and those that do get out are muffled by high pitch and low pitches making me sound like fog horn. How difficult it is to communicate without a voice. How powerful our voices are, Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1087096737691949782004-06-12T23:01:00.000-04:002004-06-12T23:23:49.630-04:00SNAKES.... Any of you that really knows me has probably experienced a snake thing somewhere along the journey with me. I dream about snakes, I run into, over and on top of snakes...probably more than the average person. I am an absolute freak when it comes to snakes. I mean "freak" in the sense that I go ballistic when I run unexpectedly into a snake. I scream, run and totally loose it.
Well.Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1086667014107982522004-06-07T23:46:00.000-04:002004-06-07T23:56:54.106-04:00Eyes.... I was looking into the eyes of a friend tonight, actually two friends. One I knew is walking along a short journey, however this journey has been a little rough. The other friend I didn't know was upset about something. As soon as I came into the room tonight and greeted her, I knew something was weighing her down. I didn't know what it was and didn't impose on her time of thrashingCherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1086577990477983632004-06-06T22:46:00.000-04:002004-06-06T23:13:10.476-04:00MEDICATION.... An interesting topic I think. So much to discuss, the dangers of, the side effects of, the cost of, generic or ...??? The big question, will it work? I have a skin problem that causes me much grief. I need to watch what I eat, drink and put on my face or I shall have break outs. Yes, at my age! As a teenager, I was blessed with beautiful skin, seldom ever a blemish to cry Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1086407401184301222004-06-05T00:01:00.000-04:002004-06-04T23:50:01.183-04:00THE DATE - I was looking around my house tonight and certainly not in appreciation. I was looking in disbelief. I can't seem to get motivated to keep this house neat and tidy because quite frankly I can't be bothered. Do you know when single women get motivated to clean their houses? When they have a date coming over to visit. Really, trust me. The phone rings, the handsome guy is going to Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1086390726038080032004-06-04T19:07:00.000-04:002004-06-04T19:20:26.686-04:00Wondering.... I have been wondering how a blogger gets her friends to actually start using the comments section of her blog. She blogs and blogs and blogs, checks her site meter and sees that people read and read and read (often the same people over and over and over)...however they seldom comment. Now come on, my blogging can't be THAT bad can it?
Anyway, tonight while I was searching a Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097106.post-1086304215044357062004-06-03T18:29:00.000-04:002004-06-03T19:10:15.043-04:00Humour....What makes YOU laugh? I mean REALLY laugh? Do you laugh much? I think life has many of us so busy that we seldom take the time to engage in activities that give us opportunity to sit, smell the flowers and have so much fun that we can laugh until our guts are tight and sore! I mean REALLY!! I know for me it has been a long time since I had moments of fits of laughter, until about Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15383360734841054403noreply@blogger.com