Wordless Wednesday

A lot of people do a post on Wednesdays…Wordless Wednesday. Just a picture of something…well, I don’ t know wha

t of exactly. :)

But I like the idea.

I could do a Wordless Wednesday to describe my day.

Like a picture of me, my girl, and our sweet friend on our coffee date today…except there’s no picture because I sort of always forget to take pictures at things like that. Or maybe a picture of Mae throwing Cheerios all over the floor at Starbucks.

(Again, no picture…but she was as cute as she could possibly be while she disposed of her snack.

;))

But since I have no pictures, I’ll one-up the whole Wordless Wednesday thing…

And tell you what it’s like to BE wordless on a Wednesday.

For what seems like weeks I have been fighting this thing called writer’s block. I’ll get the most ingenious (well, to me, anyway :)) ideas in the most inconvenient places…like the shower, the middle of church, or while I’m driving…when I obviously can’t write down what’s going through my head.

I’ll get to my computer as fast as I can, and poof!

The words are gone.

It’s kinda like a magic trick, ya know? 😉

I joke that my life is boring.

It consists of staying home with my daughter (which, truthfully, is often anything but boring), Bible studies, occasional coffee dates (yay for having one today!), and sometimes another reason to get out of the house (always a welcome change). Oh, yeah, sometimes I cook and clean. But, really, if you crawled into my brain for a day, I have a feeling you’d emerge with your head spinning. The things going on in there are pretty complex.

And tough to put into words, which may be why I’m experiencing such severe writer’s block.

I’m not a naturally gifted writer.

I have to work at it somewhat…although there are days when the stories just pour out. And then there are days like…ahem…the last month (?) when almost every day I have wrestled with what to write, how to write it,

and if

I should even write it.

I almost feel like I need to channel my blog in a narrower direction to avoid the wide range of topics I could write about.

(And to minimize the amount of brain spinning currently going on in my head…) I don’t feel ready to choose a direction, though, and anyway, this style fits my personality. I’m all over the map (literally ;)), so why shouldn’t I just leave it open and write about whatever’s on my heart

?

Yeah, I think I’ll do that.

So, basically, nothing’s changing. :)

Don’ t you jus

t love the creative rambling nonsense of my brain

?

I believe I just successfully posted my first Wordless Wednesday.

I said a whole bunch without saying much of anything. :)

Happy Wednesday to you all.

Thanks for reading. :)

Sig

A Late Night Ode to the Blog

Yes, the queen of procrastination is reigning supreme tonight.

After a fussy, emotional day on the part of both of the girls of the house, 😉 I opted for some R & R over actually writing anything of significance this afternoon.

And now, of course, I’m paying for it.

So, tonight Tobin and I had pizza, played with the girl a bit, laughed at her antics as she (again) crawled backwards, rolled around, and somehow ended up stuck under her exersaucer. It was quite a sight, and somewhere, there are photos. Maybe tomorrow. Then she went to bed, and I decided I needed an hour-long soak in the tub.

Then I did laundry, and here we are.

Almost 11:00 p.m., and here I sit, just me and my Mac, hoping and praying for some inspiration.

(And that I don’t fall asleep and fail to post this before midnight…of course I need to actually write it first.)

Back in the day when I had to come up with a poem here or there, I could usu

ally pull some pretty good sap and cheese out of nowhere. So tonight I will give it a try. However, poetry is not my forte whatsoever.

Enjoy. (Or, leave now…I don’t blame you.)

A Late Night Ode to the Blog

Oh, barefootmel, you frustrate me,
It is now exactly 11:03.
I have nothing to say and nothing to write,
I wish it wasn’t so late at night.


My eyelids are drooping, my brain is fried,
I’ve got nothing for you, I’ve tried and

tried.
So I decided to give rhyming a try,
I’ m so bad at it, I think this

might make me cry.


But I promised to visit you every day
And think of something meaningful to say,
Which hasn’t really happened today…
But that’ s ok, my reader

s love me anyway.

Good night. I promise you all something more thought-provoking tomorrow. 😀

Sig

Off

Wow, this is becoming a trend…I keep pushing it later and

later. It is exactly 10:32 p.m. Which leaves me with an hour and 28 minutes to blog.

I really need to stop doing this!

(In my defense, Maelie took no afternoon nap.)

So has anyone else noticed my writing has been off the past week or so?

I have…but maybe because I’m my own worst critic.

Until now, I never connected the fact that, during the six years my husband and I blogged together, I didn’t write on the bad days. It was kind of a no-brainer.

Feeling like crap? Don’t write. Simple.

And then, in all my sheer brilliance, (yes, a tiny bit of sarcasm here) I decide to blog every day for a year. That means a few things:

  • There are no days off.
  • Mae not napping today? Too bad. Blog after she goes to bed.
  • Writer’s block? Get over it, and come up with something…fast! Or write about airports or something… :)
  • Having an utterly wretched day? (Have had a couple of those lately.) Write anyway and try not to spill every emotion surging through myself onto the virtual pages of barefootmel.com.

Don’t misunderstand me…I really do love blogging…and writing, in general. Most days, it’s something I really look forward to. Today is just one of the few days that it feels more like a chore than anything. :(

The last couple weeks have just been ugly.

Ugly for me, ugly for my heart, ugly for everyone in my house. It’s just been hard.

I reread the post I wrote last week on being refined tonight. And I have to admit…my first thought was, did I just tell God to refine away

?

Goodness, what was I thinking?!

Of course, I got over that moment. And I know that God is going to do the refining that needs to be done in His own way, in His own time. He doesn’t need my permission for that.

I don’t want to pretend, EVER, that I’ve got it all together, even though I think there are days

I subconsciously do just that. Sometimes I look like it, but that’s mostly because I: a) refuse to go out of the house without mascara, eyeliner, and powder; b) take the time to straighten my hair; and c) wear jeans anytime I leave the house. Although b has fallen by the wayside twice this week already.

Hello crazy, curly hair…that’s not really very cute. In fact, my husband looked at me on Saturday and informed me that “my hair was a mess”.

That’s ok, I forgave him and we just laughed. Because I really am having an “off” couple of weeks.

And because my hair really was a mess. :)

The problem with being off is that I’m not sure how to get “on” again.

The thing is, I know some of the things I should be doing. But is it worth opening my Bible to just stare at the pages blankly, hoping for something to jump out and penetrate my heart? I suppose it’s worth trying.

It’s Lent season…and so many of my friends are excited about it, and I have not a clue. I’ve never been in a church that celebrates Lent before…but I have to admit that it’s intriguing and that I’m looking forward to it. In the past for us, Easter has always been just a Sunday. Just one. Then it’s over. I’m excited about celebrating it for 40 days…or however many days it is.

:)

That is, if my heart can get past all of this junk.

I know that God is bigger than the mess I’ve got going on…that He works despite me getting in the way all the ti

me. And that He loves me, with a Love that is bigger than all of the sin and frustration

and discouragement and ugly days.

So even though I’m feeling like life is a little off right now, I know that He’s right next to me.

And that helps a lot. :)

So, if you actually made it to the end of this post, thank you for listening to me pour out my heart.

I’d appreciate your prayers.

P.S. 11:06 p.m. 54 minutes to spare. I am so good. 😀

Sig

10 Things That Make Me Smile

Writer’s block.

Really, this is happening again

?

First, I’m not even sure what happened to my day.

After church, I came home, made lunch, and

took a nap. Then Tobin and I had a meeting for an hour or so. We came home, got Mae ready for bed, talked awhile, and now it’s 10:15?

I think someone’ s playing a trick on me.

When I told my hubby I was going to blog seven days a week for a year, he basically thought I was crazy. And for six weeks, I’ve been able to keep up.

Today was the first time I let the thought enter my mind that

maybe I should take Sundays off.

I mean, God did…so why shouldn’t I? :)

I don’t want to, though. I like a challenge…and when I set a goal, I don’t like to give up on it, especially so soon.

But I don’t just want to type garbage either.

(I’ll get to some actual content soon, I promise!)

I looked up a few survey options for blogs and thought they were all stupid. I thought about talking about all the airplanes I’ve been on instead of the airports I’ve been to. :) I even thought about blogging all about my dogs, which I will do eventually.

But all of those require too much brain power…and I’m not sure I could even compile a list of all the airplanes I’ ve flown on if I tried.

( The airports took long enough!

:))

So, I bring you another top 10 list…yes, two in a week.

Sorry about that.

10 Things That Make Me Smile

10. Watching my dogs, Andre and Sammy, wrestle outside.
9. Coffee and a long chat with a friend.


8. (Somewhat) green grass in my yard and the promise that (maybe?) spring is on its way?
7. Really good music.

I loved worship this morning at church. :)
6. Hoodie weather.
5. Doggie kisses.
4. A house cluttered with baby toys and clothes and gear.


3. My hubby’s silly sense of humor.
2. My daughter’s laugh.
1. A group hug with my family.

Sig

Twitter, Here I Come!

We are once again looking at a late(r) night post. Why do I do this to myself

? :)

Today I had plenty of time to blog… I just lacked the focus to actually sit down and do it.

I got distracted by my girl (of course!), laundry, cleaning the kitchen, finally caving in and signing up

for Twitter…you know, the important th ings

in a day. :) And as a side note, it always amazes me that I can do laundry just about every day and never quite stay on top of it.

So, back to the Twitter thing.

I’ve always been curious about it.

Really. I think that because it requires its users to be concise, it never really appealed to me.

Until now.

Everyone (or almost everyone) in the blogging world tweets.

And I don’t want to be left

behind!

So…I signed up. And found three of my favorite blogging “friends” to follow. But that’s it.

I have no followers… zip, zilch, zero.

But should you want to follow me (and you know you do!) there’s a link on the sidebar

on my blog.

I suppose I’ll figure it out sooner rather than later, but the whole idea of Twitter just makes me nervous.

So I kinda need some advice/help.

What do I need to know?

Who do you follow

?

And most importantly, how do I get people to follow me? :)

This cartoon isn’t new and has been on several blogs that I’ve seen. But I still think it’s cute. (And I think this is the original source.)

I’ll be tweeting with you soon! :)

 

Sig

Last Minute

So it’s 9 pm and I’m staring at a blank computer screen.

There were bound to be days like this.

I had several ideas this morning, but none of them worked for my brain today. I’m sure I wrote a few thousand words…but every one of those words got deleted.

My wonderful husband suggested I do an entire post in Indonesian.

That would be a very short post.

Something like, “Saya suka rumah saya dan saya ingin membelinya.”

That’s about what’ s on my mind the

se days.

(If you speak Indonesian, then you’ll have no problem translating.) :)

Anyway…a friend of mine does a really great post every week or so when she answers a few different questions based on the day she’s having. It’s pretty cool, but I don’t want to copy her…and I don’t want to do that every week either.

So I did a bad thing. I googled “I have writer’s block”. You wouldn’t believe how many ideas popped up!

So today’s post? One of those ideas… well, sort of.

I borrowed it and tweaked it. :)

Take it with a grain of salt.

Yesterday: I went to Goodwill for the first time ever. It was actually kind of cool.

I think I can be persuaded to join the thrift s

tore shopping movement. I just need to know what I’m looking for before I go…otherwise it’s way too overwhelming.

Today: My brain is tired. That is why I’m typing random facts about my life instead of blogging about something deep and thought-provoking.

And my sweet girl decided she did not want to sleep from 11:45 pm-2:00 am. Can’t say I loved that, either.

Tomorrow: I am hoping that Mae will take her two naps so I can get caught up on sleep. It has been a rough few days. I need the naps as much as she does.

Next Week: I’m really looking forward to our next coffee shop pick. Don’t know why I thought of that…maybe I need a cup of coffee tonight? :)

Next Month: Is March. I haven’t spent March in the States since 2005.

Hoping spring shows up on time, too. :) And I really like it that McDonald’s has Shamrock Shakes in March…they don’t have those in Indonesia.

Next Year: Goodness, do I really have to think that far ahead

? Maelie will be walking and talking and getting into more than she does now. I hope time doesn’t go by too quickly.

And maybe tomorrow I’ll blog in Indonesian. :)

Sig

Filterizing

Yeah, I know I made up that word

.

Warning: This got really, really long. :) And, oh… it is FULL of my opinions today, so you can take

it or leave it. Seriously…you’ve been warned.

A few years ago I had my students memorize James 3. I let them choose the chapter they memorized, under certain criteria, and I believe it won the class vote because of the length.

Hey, they were 5th graders. :) I memorized it with them, and what I didn’t tell them? How much I learned from it…and how completely convicting it was. (If you’re not familiar with the chapter, go ahead and read it.

I’m not going to post it here…you can look it up.) Basically it deals with controlling your tongue, which was actually a very good topic for us to talk about in 5th grade…it provided some excellent conversations.

And the kids just thought they were getting a short chapter to memorize…haha!

No matter how “old” I get, I have to constantly keep my tongue in check…and keep a filter on my words, whether I’m speaking, facebooking, or blogging.

And that can be hard.

A confession.

Daily…and I do mean Every Single Day…I laugh at the status updates of people on Facebook who seemingly have no filter on the things they share with the world.

Maybe that’s not the nicest thing…very possibly, it’s the writer in me that finds it both funny and absurd.

I’m just that way…I need to make sure that before I send something into public cyberworld that I check over what I’m sharing and that I keep what needs to be private…just that, private.

That’s why I surprised myself yesterday when I completely contradicted every standard I’ve ever held myself to in terms of blogging, and I wrote an article without checking it over.

GASP!

I. always. proofread.

And I almost always take things out because I feel like I’m sharing either too much or unnecessary information.

Or too much unnecessary information? :)

Thankfully, there were no grammar errors, which is a HUGE pet peeve of mine. That’s pretty uncommon for me, though, because I tend to read over each sentence before moving on to the next one. However…

I did use the word, fart.

Really, Mel, did you want to use that word?

I am fully aware that in some circles, that word is not entirely appropriate. That, and it’s just not professional, which…well, I walk a fine line between professionalism and having a good time when I write, anyway. So it wasn’t that I was worried about what people would think of me.

Other than the fact that I used the word, fart.


I find it slightly comical now, and truthfully, I could go back and change it.

I could, but I won’t.

At the time, I w as in

a silly mood. (I would have had to be to write an entire post about Whoopie Pies.

:)) The word fit my mood at the time, even if it caused me to shake my head and roll my eyes today.

Whatever…it’s me.

And when I put my thoughts and emotions out there every single day, there are bound to be days that I wish I had not said something or used a certain word. We all wish we could take back things

we say.

But no matter what, I am bound and determined to use a filter on my words as much as possible, even though I will slip up now

and then.

So back to why I think so many Facebook status updates are completely ridiculous.

If I’m so dying to share that I just had a bagel or that my dog stepped on my foot, I’ll sms a friend. Or call my husband…I’m sure he’ll totally appreciate the distraction in his day just to know that Sammy has possibly dislocated my little toe.

I just don’t understand when I open up my home page and see six posts in a row from someone…just had breakfast; new post (2 minutes later)…leaving for my job; 3 minutes later…stuck in traffic…

And don’t even GET me going on people who update their status while they’re driving. That’s another post for

another day.

The point is…filter, my friends. Share once in awhile…even a few times a day is good…but I don’t need every detail of your lives. If you want to share that much, get a blog or something. :)

I read an article recently on the ten things you should never do on Facebook…and a lot of them have to do with status updates and how the things you are sharing now could hurt your future. (I’m not going to link to it because I don’t endorse some of the language used.

However…if you want to read it, google it. It’ll come up.)

It made me think twice, and I’m pretty sure you will, too.

So if anyone was offended by my use of a certain word yesterday, I am truly sorry.

It wasn’t meant to be that way, and the purpose of my blog is not

to step on toes.

Filterize my mouth…and my life. That’s my new goal.

Want to make it yours, too

?

Sig

Taking Myself Out of the Box

I accepted the realization the other day that I have a little rebellious streak.

(That’s why I said accepted…I’ve known it for awhile.

:))

I think

the whole idea behind that rebellion is that I don’t like to be put in a box.

I don’t mean that I think it’s wrong to have boundaries…in fact, life without boundaries isn’ t very heal

thy.

I’m referring to being put into a box based on other’s expectations…or even my own, in this case.

A few weeks ago I set a goal to write here every single day for a year.

It is: 1) going ok…I’m not running out of ideas yet; 2) providing some good reflection and processing time that I believe is necessary in transition; 3) teaching me to evaluate the tone of things that I write; 4) giving me an outlet to be myself; and 5) giving me a pl

ace to share the things I am passionate about.

Overall, it’s good…and I get to write, which

I love.

But I also unofficially (aka: in my head) set a goal to make Mondays my day of the week to blog about what God is teaching me from His Word.

And there’s nothing wrong with that…It’s a very good thing.

I love it that I’ m learning again, because truthfully, I went a through long stretch when I felt like I was living in a desert.

But then I ran into a couple problems: 1) The Packers won the Super Bowl (that’s right, this is all the Pack’s fault!); and 2) Valentine’s Day.

I wanted to blog about those.

And I felt guilty that I blogged about them instead of the Bible…and I shouldn’t make myself feel that way.

So I need to get out of this box of expectations that I’ve already plopped myself into.

God is doing some cool stuff and when the time is right, I’ll share it with you. That may be five times a week, it may be once every three weeks. But limiting myself (and Him) in that way is stressing me out and making me worry about what other people think.

So I’m going to move away from the whole Mondays-I-will-do-this-Tuesdays-I-will-do-that thing and just write what’s on my heart.

I’m jumping out of the box today.

Thanks so much for reading…and for those of you who have left comments or just told me you love my blog…

Thank you.

It means a lot.

Sig

Filled

So yesterday was hard…and honestly, it got more difficult even after I posted.

But that was yesterday.

Today His mercies are new, and I have seen them all over my day.

I love how things that seem so small turn into such blessings.

Like three hours spent with a friend helping her do some “mindless-but-necessary-and-important teacher stuff”. (And it really was important, so it’ s ok for me to

say that. :)) We h ad

some good conversations that were convicting for me…things that I really need to think ab out.

So I’m thankful.

Or like a comment from a new blogging friend who is going through some of the same things I am.

Or linking to an absolutely phenomenal post that so connected with me exactly where I am right now.

I wanted to copy and paste the entire thing here, but my husband informed me that it’s not a good idea in the blogging world to do that. So I’ll have to trust you, my wonderful readers, to head on over here and check it out. It is worth your time and will leave you smiling really, really BIG. 😀

Although Mela’s entire writing was great, there was one thing that just stuck with me.

And that? Is worth repeating.

“My fears could have counted me out.

I felt the enemy telling me to keep my head down, go through the motions and keep my mouth shut. But, as I pushed through, God’s plans, and the faith He provides, kicked in.”

Sometimes I feel like that.

Like so many aspects of life would be easier if I just gave into fear and didn’t share the things going on in my heart.

That’s why it was so hard to start my own blog…because I know myself.

I know the Mel inside who has so many passions and strong beliefs that have been kept silent because of fear. And I want to scream them all out at once, but I know that’s not practical at all, either.

:)

And anyway, some of you would probably run screaming.

So I’ll refrain, for now.

But I have so many hopes for this blog…not just because I want a ton of readers and hits. That’s not the point, although I would definitely take more blog traffic. :)

It’s because I believe I have a story…a lot of them, in fact. God is doing some big things in the middle of some crazy life changes.

I got one of the biggest compliments ever yesterday in an e-mail. A friend told me I had a true gift for writing.

I’m not sure anyone has ever told me that before.

And it meant so much to my heart. In a non-prideful way, it was exactly what I needed to hear to keep going.

So yesterday I was drained, but today I am filled.

And ready, once again, to write from the places in my heart that most people haven’t seen yet.

Thanks for reading.

Sig

A Post a Day for a Year…Can I Do It?

So I have to admit…I was both excited and nervous to have my own blog.

or~~ –>

Because I shared one with Tobin for six years, I always felt that there was a certain amount of restraint and accountability because what I wrote represented both of us. (Plus, if he ever disagreed, I always knew about it right away. :)) But now, it’s just me…and while he agrees with most of what I write,

it represents me.

Not him.

One of my goals with this blog is to “make it” into the mommy blog circuit…which we’ re slowly working on.

It’s going to take some time, and I’m willing to work hard and be patient. I love to write…it’s how I communicate, at times how I survive, how I am myself. And sometimes…how I spill the contents of my brain. (And please remember, I do have mommy brain.)

But I realized just this week that it’s often difficult to bare my soul when I don’t know who is going to see what I write. My post from this past Monday made my heart pound when I pushed the publish button.

I had written about some things that were very heavy on my heart and I knew there were people who would see what I wrote, disagree, and possibly judge me. But I still felt like they needed to be said and so I found every ounce of courage I had and published the post anyway.

My post for Sunday makes me nervous for a different reason…but you’ll have to wait until then.

:)

Sometimes I question whether it’s ok to share stories that are so personal, and at times I may step over the line between what should be shared and what should stay private. I hope I don’t ever cross that line…but if I do it’s bec ause sometimes I

am so passionate about something that I forget to have a filter. That’s something I need to work on and I know it.

While I hope that my blog will be going strong for longer than this, my ultimate goal is to post something meaningful every single day for a year.

I’m 11 days into the project and have already hit writer’s block once.

(That would be yesterday’s post which took me six tries to write.) It is not the most fun feeling to be staring at a computer screen at 10 p.m. knowing that I need to come up with something in the next two hours.

Thankfully I had a few ideas stored away and was able to pull from those.

All that to say…a post a day…that’s my challenge for the year. I’m excited and looking forward to the things I will come up with, the adventures I’ll write about, and what God will do in my heart.

Thanks for reading what I write.

(And tell your friends!) :)

Sig