I found this on a site called the MysticBoard. Today, it fits:



The people that really succeed in the world
are the people who look for the circumstances they want, and,
if they can't find them, they make them.

The lure of the distant and the difficult is deceptive.
The great opportunity in your life is where you are right now.
Properly perceived, every situation becomes an opportunity for you.

Your destiny is not a matter of chance,
it's a matter of the choices you make.
Being successful is not something you wait for,
but rather something you achieve with effort.
Things won't turn up in this world until you turn them up.

You develop your opportunities
by applying persistence to your possibilities.

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I know that it is just a phase, but since last week, I have been wanting to exercise more, play with my kids more, write more, do more, laugh more. Instead of devouring Hershey's chocolate bars like a chocolate carnivore, I've been munching on chocolate covered raisins instead. (Okay... I know, it's still pretty bad...) When I have been getting stressed, I've been pushing the girls outside to play or at least in the sun room explaining that I need a little bit of time alone. Then, I may read a little, may do a little aromatherapy, may try a new henna design (I've got three of them at the moment), or I may light an incense stick and just stare at the smoke.

It's interesting, but I have noticed that when I am walking on the treadmill, I get really ticked off. I start thinking about all the ...undesirable stuff in my life right now and just take it all out on the treadmill. I come back upstairs afterwards tired, but somewhat content. So I am assuming that it is a combination of things right now that's manueuvering me along this path.

As for trying to do any writing, I've started the latest thought in my head and I may play around with it for a little bit. I've also gone on the internet to seek information from others on writing techniques and tips, what may work, what doesn't. I am doing my best to not think that what I write down is not permanent. I can go back and revise and redo, make any changes I want. I guess it was the "this must be perfect" gene that sticking its neck out again causing me to disillusion myself when putting my writing down. Okay. So, I have to work on that. I'm trying to devote an hour every night and if I get too frustrated writing, then I do research, mainly on writing or something related to the story, at least. Will it work? Will it all die off after awhile? I don't know but for now I'm just going with it.

Honey did something today that make me laugh so hard!!!! I have a feeling that he may not appreciate me telling the story. But maybe he won't mind too much... it is very funny!!! We had a pineapple that went bad before we could eat it up. He decided that he was just going to throw it out in the woods and let the animals have it. Well..... He got to the edge of the woods and then chucked it in as hard has he could. Just a second after it landed on the ground, he heard a rustling and then a huge snorting sound. What the... ???? Suddenly a deer bounded out of the woods after him!! He didn't look back even once; Honey just took off running towards the corner of the house. The deer stayed right where it was satisfied that it had done is job correctly.

As this video shows, you just don't mess with deer.....



Happy Wednesday! Cheers! ~MacKenzie

Well, again today I am puppy sitting. Over the past week or so, I think I have had Papa's dog as much as he has!!!! Usually, Chloe puppy travels everywhere with them, but with the heat this summer and such, Papa is a little relieved, I think, that I don't mind watching her. In fact, yesterday, she refused to eat or drink anything with him at work. When they got home, Papa had to ask me a question and she came running in beside him, ran over to the cat bowl and had a nice long drink of water!!!! Papa said that from now on, if she has a rough day, he's just gonna send her on over here!!! She's fairly high strung, but once she settles down a little, she can be so very sweet!!! (Plus: It's nice not to have to sweep the floor after every meal, too!!! )



Mom C and Papa have offices for a branch of their business in Northern Maine, which is where they are headed today. Because Honey is going to have contacts with some of the kids up there, at the last minute this morning, Mom came in and asked if Honey had the time to go up there with them.

He had to clear his schedule and then went next door to let her know that he would be going with them. As he was in there, I could hear Chloe yapping and getting all excited. As he was trying to leave, he had to speak sternly to her to get her to stay. Honey came back in and mentioned how hyper Chloe was today. I chuckled and said, "So, Mom and Papa are definitely getting the better deal today?" He looked at me with a curious expression on his face. I asked, "They get you and I get their crazy puppy???" (Small note here, I do have a history of often saying things backwards of the way I want, I don't know why....)

So he chuckles with me and then says, "I think you meant to say that YOU are getting the better deal." "No Honey, not this time..." Wow. For a second, I left him speechless. Then I reached up, gave him a quick peck on the cheek and walked off.

I love it when I can do that to him.....







Lastly, I'm fairly excited because if the weather holds out, this weekend, I may get my new clothes line put up!!! Yay!!! I feel as if I have been wasting so much money using the dryer when the sun is shining so brightly outside! So far, I would have had a lot of really good opportunities to hang clothes out, but well.... such is life. Better late than never and if possible, I may get my clothes line this weekend!

The only downside is that in order to get it, Mom C had to decide where it would go. She only gave us two options where we could put it. And although it is the best location for it, it is going to intrude on my view of the back yard from my bedroom window. I really enjoy waking up in the morning, being able to stretch, and look out the window for a little bit (its wonderful when the deer are out) and just be able to wake up slowly. But, it is a sacrifice that I am willing to make. Just have to keep telling myself that it is ONLY A FEW YEARS!!!!!!



Cheers! ~MacKenzie

Last night while I was sound asleep, lost in a dream, suddenly, bells went off. I recall looking around my dream for any nearby doors when suddenly Honey shakes my shoulder. "That was the doorbell," he says. "I want you to stay here with the girls and stay out of sight." He gets dressed and heads out to the front door where I hear voices, his and a female voice. He asks the woman if she is all right, if she needs anything, if she was hurt. Then he tells her that she just needs to give him a minute and he'll be right out. So he came in, grabbed the phone and went out again.

By this time, I was dressed and was waiting here in the living room when he came back in. It was somewhat foggy here last night and this woman at 3 whatever in the morning had gone off the road and into one of the steep ditches, hit it just right so her car was on its side.

Aparently, after the woman called her husband, she went back to her car to wait. Honey offered to sit on the porch with her until he arrived, he even offered to walk back with her or drive her back to her car and let her wait in his car. He suggested that maybe the owner of the land should be called (its a working farm and B&B). NO, she was very adament that he call no one because she was afraid that they would call the police or ambulance. She just wanted her husband's help and that was it.

I felt so horrible watching her drift away in the dark. What was Honey thinking??? She could have come in to catch her breath, maybe have a warm cup of tea, something.... He never gave her that option. He looked at me as if I had three heads when I said that. He stated that the girls and my safety come first. What if she had been doing drugs? What if, once inside, she began to realize just what happened and became angry, possible violent? What if it had all been a ruse? What if she had a knife or a gun? Even a tazer or pepper spray??? What if another person that we couldn't see had been waiting with her in the darkness?

What if she was just an innocent woman who went off the road, was badly shaken and just needed a moment to calm herself? What if we could have helped somehow further??

Honey said he had a lot more what if's and there was no way he was going to place bets on what the correct scenario was or on our safety. Maybe, maybe if it was just him and I, he would have, but no way with his girls.

Which makes me so sad. What is this world coming to that you can't even have a stranger in need enter your house? What kind of world is this becoming for my daughters? I have to say, I don't completely agree with him. I think it's worth the risk. I think maybe that is part of what's wrong today. And at the same time, I do respect his feelings. May I just say it again, that I just feel so sad that people have to think like that.

It's only a few who spoil it for everyone else....

Sincerely ~MacKenzie