Bullfrog Soup for the Soul

I was steeped

Asleep

Par-boiled

Rich in the

Cast iron deep

Stewed with the

Roasts of a

Thousand Sunday dinners

Not given a chance

To leap

-Micol Kraft Day



I have never really written any poetry to speak of. It was just in my heart to write one today. I don't know what to name it.

Life Altering

Hmmm...feels like a real change is about to take place.

It's probably not going to be comfortable. I most likely won't think I'm ready for it, but I get the sense of a life-change, for sure, whatever it is.

Okay...you have gotten my attention. I'm prepared! "Dump it down here on ol' Micol, Lord! I can take it!"

:-)

RM

Recycled People

No, not Soylent Green People...

"People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone."
-- Audrey Hepburn

RecycleMicol...needs to be recycled.

And that's what I'll do in the future, too.

Help to recycle people.

That's what my gift is for.

To help transform people's lives.

I keep looking at people like they can never change.

They can.

Been Bad

Oh, I've been bad at keeping this blog updated. Sorry! Give me until next week & I'll update you on our Holiday festivities.

-RM

I told you I was good at untangling!

It's common for me to grab a mass of tangled yarn from my yarning buddies when they try to unravel it in my presence. The reason...I'm good at untangling things.

I beat all 17 levels of the online game "Untangle" last night after about two hours total playing time over the past few days. The last two levels were actually very difficult for me, but the victory was sweet!

Untangle

Completely Sweet

This incomplete painting of my daughter as a baby was sent to me by my sister Rachel. While I would have loved to have seen it finished, there is something really cool about its pencil lines and unfinished state.

I love it! Thanks, Rege!
-RM

Martha the Lesser

I know that I kind of romanticize or even idolize the artistic. Putting creative people up on a bit of a pedestal. Well...if you have ever looked at my craft blog and you've pegged me as some sort of Domestic Diva, I'm here to tell you...you are sadly mistaken! Here's a little story to put it into perspective. (No, this is not an advertisement.)

Yesterday, my daughter had to grab her jeans out of the laundry because I failed to wash them in time. (Hey, at least they were on top of the laundry pile...and I did sniff them to make sure they weren't really too dirty!)

Once she had them on, I thought I'd make double sure that they didn't have any hint of odor, so I grabbed the Febreze off of the shelf, gave her pants a few mists and took her to school.

I came home and went in the laundry room to finally do some laundry so that we'd have clothes and towels the next morning. I looked up on the shelf and realized that I had sprayed my daughter with Endust. The allergy and odor-free kind.



Hey, they do have similar sized bottles! Although, I really didn't notice the 'fresh' scent when I sprayed her down. Now I know why!

And...that's the kind of Diva I am. Not very Martha-ish, am I?

Oh well!
RM