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Don't Sweat the Small Ones

Don’t Sweat the Small Ones

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I don’t know why when I see a parent “sweating the small ones” it bothers me so, but it does.  Maybe because I did it once upon a time myself and now know how unnecessary it is and wish they wouldn’t. Maybe its because whatever the kid is doing cracks me up and anything that makes me laugh that much can’t be all bad.  I don’t know.

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Hello all! If you think this little blogger has wild and exciting nights, and trying to take a family portrait with a on-the-verge toddler and jealous dog is your idea of a wild and exciting night, then you’d be correct!

A Family Portrait.. yeah right!

Man I love my little sidekick.  We hung out tonight and she was so cute petting Max.  He doesn’t want to let her pet him but I make him. I’m such a mean dog mom.

Aww she loves Max

He half-heartly obliges me.. poor dog having to be petted by a baby!

Then  I had to let Max outside downstairs and look what I get to come back to!

Begin getting in to trouble baby: La la la this is so fun!

Oh hi Grandma I see you through the porch window!

Oh.. what’s that you say?

Oh me? I’m just so cute lookit how I wave at you! End getting into trouble baby

So after I wound the foil back up (don’t you hate when that happens? No matter how hard you try it never winds back up the same again) I went to play in the other room and tried to take a picture of the three of us.

Well we tried.  So that was a night in the life of Laura. Hope you had a good Tuesday, tomorrow is preparation for Thanksgiving Day and the mad dash to the Advent finish at work.  So we are off to bed!

Love, Encouragement and Blessings,

Laura

  A Night in the Life Of Hello all! If you think this little blogger has wild and exciting nights, and trying to take a family portrait with a on-the-verge toddler and jealous dog is your idea of a wild and exciting night, then you'd be correct!

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Oh you so know I had to show off the costume pic once more lol!

As SuperLaura continues her evolution, its only fitting I have a “Souper” weekend, huh?  Funny though unplanned everyday I see more and more the connections and how things all seem to fit together.  Giving it all to God, then giving to others, and gifts are given back to me.  The story of my life – or my beginning life at 43 I suppose.  As I continue to share it all with you it only further continues to help me get even better. So thanks for reading my posts and being my blogger friends too. I keep meeting and growing from so many of you who are just like me, its incredible, wouldn’t you say?  Heh heh.. okay, and now on to the “Souper Lost Weekend.”

Well I don’t know how Halloween was for the rest of the planet, but here in Chicagoland we had a freak storm with snow, hail, rain, thunder and lightning.  I heard people all the rest of this weekend saying that they didn’t get many trick or treaters and had to wonder, why they were even saying that. I mean WE HAD A FREAK STORM PEOPLE, did you forget?  Ha ha, although when I spoke to my buddy Sharon’s son Brendan on the phone Saturday, (who is 10) he boasted a whopping 280 pieces of candy!!  You rock kid.  Going over to her house later today to play catch with him, maybe I can steal a piece. ;)

Wow it was like half the tree was gone

Close up of freak storm damage

Poor tree.

I have my reasons for liking the winter time, besides the fact that we usually have a white Christmas. Though I love summer and warm weather its a Chicago life to have at least two of the four seasons (hot and cold) and I find joys in both.  The season of Chicago cold for me begins with soup.  I love soup and I love making soup (from scratch of course) it is all you need in a perfect package.. your veggies, meat, pasta, or whatever.  But it just doesn’t work well in the heat so my soup love hibernates until winter.  Halloween really kicked off winter right here and that Friday while Bren and his super mom braved the cold to collect that counted-to-the-last-piece candy, I began with French Onion brewing.

Oh French onion.. it’s not just about the soup, but the bread and the broiled provolone on top. With this batch of soup, I fed 3 other people and tomorrow will further impress Pastor and one of our Trustee members who will also be partaking in one of my hidden talents.

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I might not have a lot of money right but that doesn’t mean you can’t still help others and yourself.  Soup when made from scratch is extremely inexpensive and lasts and lasts. Unless of course you have hungry friends who like your soup.  But luckily there’s just enough left for a couple more bowls for me too.  It’s a perfect little package huh!

Soup lovers and the man in my life, who spent the whole night flirting with my friends. Nice guy huh?

Saturday I spent lost in “LOST” the series which I’m re-watching after errands ran and things getting done.  Sunday came and after a special appearance at my job to videotape the members for an updated “This is our Church video” I came home to make my famous Mazoball soup. How ironic is making a customary Jewish food on a customary Christian day of God celebration.  It turned out yummy and just in time for my buddy who’s beenoogling my soup on Facebook to come by.  Also Sharon was in desperate need of some girl time herself being thesupermommy she is, so she came over too.

Mazoball Soup.. another perfectly yummy souper package

After running a bowl down to my neighbor Tarrie, we ate soup, BYOB’d (Bring your own booze) and sat and talked and had fun together.  Sharon and Monica hadn’t met before and I’m hoping they’ll become good friends since they have so much in common super mommies and women the both of them

Then a surprise package

So when it was time for them to go back to their little ones in single mommyville and me to my LOST addiction and the theories I’m now forming on it (another post for another time) Sharon quickly knocks back on my door to give me a little package she’d forgotten to bring up before. In here is some kid videos for Arya to watch at my house, some other kid things and– heh heh heh.. Wilson.  You know Wilson, the volleyball from “Cast Away?”  Funny how I was cast away on an island all weekend (watching Lost) and she gives me this ball and maybe without even knowing how crazily connected it all is.  But I’ll just take the fact that I have friends with killer senses of humor and another perfect package to tie up my weekend just right. Still though I’ll have to paint that face on my new friend Wilson Jr.

Yes this supergirl had a “souper” lost weekend wouldn’t you say? Happy Monday from this girl.  Hope its a great week all of you and you find time to help others and live and love life!

Love, encouragement and blessings,

Laura

    My "Souper Lost Weekend" - More Giving, Getting and Great Things in Little Packages As SuperLaura continues her evolution, its only fitting I have a "Souper" weekend, huh?  Funny though unplanned everyday I see more and more the connections and how things all seem to fit together.  

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  I answered a comment today from a follower who had posted a few days ago with questions such as if I was still “Beginning my life at 43” or if life had beat me down (in a nutshell). Apparently she doesn’t seem to see my posts anymore though I have done not much different just been a little busy with the life that has hit me.

This person was someone I’d felt was a gift in my life at one time but her limited ability to see the world as I do I suppose made her withdraw.  Meanwhile as everyone else who follows me knows life hasn’t been anywhere easy for me.  The comment was ironically on my post about “Attitude, is it really just in you?”  I’m not sure if she was trying to bring me down or what she was trying to say publicity to me because she had my email but has not emailed me in a while. Ever since I told her what I thought was limiting her ability to get her message out there when she asked me why. If you regularly follow me you know that by now I should just be beat down to the ground, huh?

~Even the man I loved and hoped was my hero was the vilest most immature villain I’ve ever met. I was completely shattered and mislead and fooled like the biggest fool ever could have been. I should just hate the world, huh?~

Here are some pictures of me from today.  They were taken by a man who comes and does the AC/Furnace work at the church I work at part-time. He’s my friend and today Arya needed to be with me at work.  Though it was a major balancing act – keeping a baby happy while getting my job done, I did get it all done and my grandbabygirl had fun too.

Life gives me Lemons often and I have no other choice but to make lemonade.  Here’s some lemonade for you:

Furthermore while I love my show Survivor, I had this golden moment with my grandbabygirl so I opted instead to capture it and watch my show later.  I hope you enjoy it as much as I did:

To answer your question properly teacher, my life at 43 isn’t anywhere near what it is at 45.  Yes I still have financial issues and problems. I will probably have them forever and that’s because I choose others over myself. If I die with nothing, I die with people who love and will remember me. The first solution to my problem is to continue to be a bright spot in a world of lemons.  I hope someday you see that.

Until then I’ll be making lemonade despite the sour world that might surround me and I’m very proud of myself.

Laura

    Bright Spots in Darkness and Lemonade in a World filled with Lemons I answered a comment today from a follower who had posted a few days ago with questions such as if I was still "