Older and more opinionated...or something?

Well, I am beginning to think my senior moments aren't forgetting, but may be remembering or noticing too much. Things bother me

more than they used to. I mean they really get under my skin. I have always been a pleasant person and can get along with most anyone. But, sometimes enough is enough in the caring if you please everybody department. Actually, I consider 57 the new middle age...I don't care what others think it is. I don't feel old in my heart or mind, although the body does have more aches and it used to.

Well, anyway, I love writing about family, pets, friends, and normal daily things. As of today, I feel more strongly about right and wrong. Maybe it's the incident while gassing up last night (below) or something, I don't know, but today I feel feistier than normal.

I wish that feistiness would turn into house cleaning, but it hasn't. I do feel the need to complain, not about my life but others, the world, politics...you name it and I have an opinion...and today for some reason, I have a strange compulsion to share those complaints.

Since my dog is standing beside me with her head on my knee and looking pitiful because my husband decided to change her dog food that she won't eat....bad run-on sentence, rainbow20, do better girl. Anyway, I am going to the grocery store...another pet pieve...to buy her the right food and a lemon for my tea. Then I plan to put on my bedroom shoes, fix my tea, and begin speaking about some of the things that really gripe me. Hopefully, I won't get carried away and use more run-on sentences, because I do want to appear as having fair writing skills.

Maybe instead of Dear Abby, I can be Dear Rainbow20 for those having a bad day or just wanting to get something off their chests. I don't know, sometimes a change makes things better...or at least make you feel better. We'll see what happens. I'll start off the "speak what's bothering me" entries with a warning of some kind...maybe CAUTION..I'M VENTING. I am off to the store for real this time.

Made me think of my mother

I was looking through pictures at Free Digital Photos looking for a picture of a penguin when I saw the birds on the feeder. It reminded of my

mother, so my blog took on a different subject.

My mother, what can I say, she is a speciman of the perfect mother.....kind, loving, caring, helping, sharing, and the list goes on. She is the epitemy of a good person. If anyone has enjoyed life, it's her. Life at times was not easy, but she came through the down times with the spirit of an athlete. She doesn't give up, and she puts her all in everything she does. Her children, grandchildren, and grandchildren have all benefited from her love, strength, and devotion.

Well, I digress, the picture made me think of her because she loves sitting on her porch, watching the birds feed. I think that is her private place that we all need to go just be aware of ourselves. The place where we get in touch with our thoughts, and the place we can just enjoy. Wherever my mom is, she is getting the most out of life that she can.

Where is your private place? Image: FreeDigitalPhotos.net

A Miracle

Friday I witness a real miracle. I was present at the birth of my first great-nephew. He is the first boy born after my brother, so no, he doesn't have a chance of not being spoiled. I also have a 6 year old great-niece, and she is a joy to all.

We adopted our daughter, so the live birth experience was new to me. I was in total awe. After seeing how the female body is designed for giving birth and watching all things come together at exactly the right time, I do not see how God's existence could ever be questioned.

There are two events in my life I would not change for anything...the adoption of my daughter and witnessing Taylor's birth. Oh yes, I must include my wedding day.