If Looks Can Kill, I Have a License

 Yesterday, I finally went to the DMV and got my address changed on my drivers license. I know it's rare for anyone to have a good drivers license photo, but mine are always so bad, sales people gasp, yes literally gasp, when they ask for it.
I believe the lady taking my picture yesterday, was trying to win some kind of contest for the worst photo ever. I swear, she was smiling as she previewed her work.

 I tried. I fixed my hair, did my makeup and picked out a green sweater to wear. Green is one of my better colors, or at least I think so. Well the wind blew my hair and my cowlick was standing straight up. Of course no one told me. The lady said, "Stand in front of that blue back drop and look at the green dot". I looked at the green dot and just as I was about to tell her, if I look at the green dot I will be looking down,..CLICK! It looks like a mug shot after a really bad night. Think Nick Nolte. When she was telling me to look at the green dot, I think I heard her say, "and hold this bloody ax". Are you required to fail a photography test, when applying for a job at the DMV? Also, must you be able to show a genuine lack of interest in your job and folks requiring your service? If so, I think I may have been in the presence of the Employee Of The Month.

 

Rainy Daze

 It has been raining all day. I love rain. I think I may even be just a little weird about rain. Most people like it when needed, but soon tire of it, and are ready to see the sun shine. They say, areas where it rains most of the time, have high suicide rates. I don't know why I am the way I am. I just think rain makes everything more beautiful.

  We went to Cooper State Park this morning. The fog was so heavy on the lake, it appeared to go on forever. I felt a calmness, I haven't felt in a very long time. We walked through a thickly wooded area, hearing only an occasional raindrop or leaf falling. I looked up at the grey wintry sky, just in time to see the tiniest little red bird, a cardinal, flying over and perching himself in a tall tree. In the peaceful quiet, I could almost feel God's breath on my neck.
 I've heard it said, Our objective in this life, is not to arrive safely at death.

 I don't know why I am in this place, but I know God has placed me here. And makes me calm.

 

Happy 2013

 I'm a little late on my New Year wishes, but happy New Year, anyway.
 It's only seventy two more days until Spring, and eighty two days until my little girl turns thirty. This may kill me, so I am going to concentrate on the fact that it is also Opening Day at the Ballpark.

 Of course, over the last couple of months all my Texas Rangers Tshirts, except two, have become obsolete by  trades and free agencies. Sarah said she wanted to give me a new jersey for Christmas, but the only name she felt safe to buy was Jon Daniels.

 We had a White Christmas. Big fluffy flakes fell all day and I think we got somewhere around 3 to 4 inches. It looked like someone had broken a feather pillow. I didn't realize, at the time, but this was like a Christmas miracle. Several people said they  lived around here all their lives and never had snow on Christmas. One Tyler radio station was asking for old timers to call in, if they could remember a White Christmas in East Texas. Eric's girlfriend, Stephanie, was a South Texas girl and this was her first snow, ever. Pretty cool, until it took Sarah and Jonathon two hours to drive thirty miles.

 By now, I suppose everyone has settled back into a routine, back to school and all. I always felt sorry for my kids when they had to go back to school after Christmas. Most mothers were glad to have them out of the house, but I just had this feeling time was going by too quickly. Turns out, I was right.