Live Simply

“Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify.” - Henry David Thoreau

Bicentennial Baby

Today is my First Born’s birthday––1 of 9, First Son, the one that made me a mommy…
Happy Birthday Baby Boy! I can still hear your first cry, see your face the first time you looked in my eyes, remember holding you the first time. You have always been amazing and I love you. You being first has also meant you got to experience all my mothering… FIRST. I am so proud of you. You are a very beautiful person. The world is a better place because of you.
I love you Kristopher!

When the Lights Go Down in THE City…

Going back to My City By The Bay for a few weeks.

Out with the Wonky!

I’m Robyn. Just. Robyn.

Say My Name, Say My Name…

and I don’t like it. I no longer am lovin’ the “WeeBit Wonky” nom de plume. I want to change it. But to what??

Stand

Rich Mullins was an amazing and honest writer.

There’s more that rises in the morning than the sun
And more that shines in the night than just the moon
It’s more than just this fire here that keeps me warm
In a shelter that is larger than this room

And there’s a loyalty that’s deeper than mere sentiments
And a music higher than the songs that I can sing
The stuff of Earth competes for the allegiance
I owe only to the giver of all good things

So if I stand let me stand on the promise
That you will pull me through
And if I can’t, let me fall on the grace
That first brought me to You
And if I sing let me sing for the joy
That has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man
Who is longing for his home

There’s more that dances on the prairies than the wind
More that pulses in the ocean than the tide
There’s a love that is fiercer than the love between friends
More gentle than a mother’s when her baby’s at her side

And there’s a loyalty that’s deeper than mere sentiments
And a music higher than the songs that I can sing
The stuff of Earth competes for the allegence
I owe only to the Giver of all good things

And if I weep let it be as a man
Who is longing for his home

“She turned me into a Newt!”

I wish that were the case then I could continue the Monty Python quote and say…”I got better”. But I will be back I am just really, really sick.

WONKY, KAPUT & MESSED UP…goodnight gracie

I moved several sites to a new server. Mine is kinda sorta super wonked up. I am going to bed. I will work on it tomorrow Sunday Monday.
I think it will do for now. I still want to design a new logo/header as I am sick of looking at this one. Yup, easily bored.

Texas Spring

Texas Wildflowers… and they are in my front yard! This is the Evening Primrose

Skulls can be so Darn Cute!