Lucky penny

Tonight was my son's last little league game before playoffs. His team has lost every game except one*. Tonight before we left the house he came up to me and handed me a penny he had found. He walked off and then came back with his piggy bank and got out 12 pennies. One for each of his team mates.

He brought me the dozen pennies and asked me to hold on to them so that he could give them to his coach so that each of his team mates would have good luck too.

I love my child's generous nature! What an awesome kid!

*We lost tonight as well. Thank goodness the season is over!

"Do unto others...."

Monday night, Keith Olbermann commented on the passing of Proposition 8 in California last week...... before I share it with you let me state that this may not affect you or anyone you know....but this does affect my family and we don't even live in California.

Here is a passage of what Keith said....if you would like to hear/read the rest you can go here.

"I keep hearing this term "re-defining" marriage. If this country hadn't re-defined marriage, black people still couldn't marry white people. Sixteen states had laws on the books which made that illegal in 1967. 1967.

The parents of the President-Elect of the United States couldn't have married in nearly one third of the states of the country their son grew up to lead. But it's worse than that. If this country had not "re-defined" marriage, some black people still couldn't marry black people. It is one of the most overlooked and cruelest parts of our sad story of slavery. Marriages were not legally recognized, if the people were slaves. Since slaves were property, they could not legally be husband and wife, or mother and child. Their marriage vows were different: not "Until Death, Do You Part," but "Until Death or Distance, Do You Part." Marriages among slaves were not legally recognized.

You know, just like marriages today in California are not legally recognized, if the people are gay.

And uncountable in our history are the number of men and women, forced by society into marrying the opposite sex, in sham marriages, or marriages of convenience, or just marriages of not knowing, centuries of men and women who have lived their lives in shame and unhappiness, and who have, through a lie to themselves or others, broken countless other lives, of spouses and children, all because we said a man couldn't marry another man, or a woman couldn't marry another woman. The sanctity of marriage.

How many marriages like that have there been and how on earth do they increase the "sanctity" of marriage rather than render the term, meaningless?

What is this, to you? Nobody is asking you to embrace their expression of love. But don't you, as human beings, have to embrace... that love? The world is barren enough.

It is stacked against love, and against hope, and against those very few and precious emotions that enable us to go forward. Your marriage only stands a 50-50 chance of lasting, no matter how much you feel and how hard you work.

And here are people overjoyed at the prospect of just that chance, and that work, just for the hope of having that feeling. With so much hate in the world, with so much meaningless division, and people pitted against people for no good reason, this is what your religion tells you to do? With your experience of life and this world and all its sadnesses, this is what your conscience tells you to do?

With your knowledge that life, with endless vigor, seems to tilt the playing field on which we all live, in favor of unhappiness and hate... this is what your heart tells you to do? You want to sanctify marriage? You want to honor your God and the universal love you believe he represents? Then Spread happiness—this tiny, symbolic, semantical grain of happiness—share it with all those who seek it. Quote me anything from your religious leader or book of choice telling you to stand against this. And then tell me how you can believe both that statement and another statement, another one which reads only "do unto others as you would have them do unto you."

You are asked now, by your country, and perhaps by your creator, to stand on one side or another. You are asked now to stand, not on a question of politics, not on a question of religion, not on a question of gay or straight. You are asked now to stand, on a question of love. All you need do is stand, and let the tiny ember of love meet its own fate.

You don't have to help it, you don't have it applaud it, you don't have to fight for it. Just don't put it out. Just don't extinguish it. Because while it may at first look like that love is between two people you don't know and you don't understand and maybe you don't even want to know. It is, in fact, the ember of your love, for your fellow person just because this is the only world we have. And the other guy counts, too."

Happy Veterans' Day!

Have you called your veteran today and thanked them?

Happy Veterans' day!

Biscuit and Muffins

My first memory of having a pet was when I was 4 years old and before my little brother was born, I had a dog and a cat. The dog's name was Muffins and the cat's name was Biscuit. Muffins was a little all black poodle. Biscuit was a tabby cat if I remember correctly. When I was 6, we moved all over Texas. Biscuit didn't end up moving with us but Muffins did.

Muffins stayed with us until she ran away. I remember missing her like crazy. One day, years after Muffins ran away my mom and I thought we saw her on the side of the road. We picked her up .....and then we found out she was a he. We looked for and found his owners, my mom called my dad and told him we were going to the SPCA and to get out the checkbook......that is when we got Lacie. That is for another day though....I have to find her picture to do her justice! :)

Much thanks goes to the One Minute Writer for today's post idea.

Sunday's picture

I have decided to do Sunday's picture around here on Sunday's.

This way I can enjoy my family to its fullest on this our last weekend day together before we tackle a new week and still post as well.

Today, I give you my favorite flower that my hubster got me that I took. Someday soon I will hang this on my wall.

nail polish - negative review

I am in dire need of a manicure/pedicure but we are trying to save money for our Colorado trip this Christmas so I went the other day to Target and found this nail polish for $.99. Instead of going with a trusted brand that I know I tried this new one.

Yesterday I painted my nails before the game. I noticed as soon as I applied it to the nail it immediately dried. I was a bit surprised but didn't think much about it. I went to the game and didn't notice much about my nails since I was the score keeper. I do promise that I did not bite my nails as I am prone to do during said games.

Today I got up and cleaned the messy kitchen. By the time I was done my nails were completely chipped. Not one nail did not have a major chip of the nail polish.

You get what you pay for. I would not use this nail polish unless you don't want it on longer than a day, if that.

tonight's little league game.....

I figured I should complain here than to go to the coach and make it worse for the kids.....so here goes.

A bit of background, the coach is a mom and she has never coached before. Our children are all boys 7 years or younger. This year is coach pitch where one of the coach's pitch to the kids.

So bullet points here we come.....

• Out of 9 games we have only won 1.
• Tonight we lost.....13 - 0.
• Our pitcher tonight struck almost all of our kids out. The umpire even stopped and commented to him that he should quit striking the kids out.
• Tonight alone there were only 19 times at bat.
• Out of those 19 times at bat 13 kids were struck out.
• There were 4 hits! :)
• There were 2 outs on base.
• The other team each got to bat 3 times apiece.
• Our team only got to bat twice except for one kid and he only got to bat once.

Next year, if my son wants to play again, I won't score keep. It is too hard to watch game after game after game....

I am off to go have some chicken wings and maybe an electric lemonade to forget about it all.

The red-headed son went with the grandparents (my parents) after the game. I am gonna go on a date with my hubster and forget all about the game! :) Hopefully the boy is having to much of a blast to care that they lost 13 - 0.

Hopefully Monday's game won't be like this. This was the most brutal of them all.