tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60179429358703232082024-03-05T22:28:27.859-08:00Figments of MimiUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger126125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017942935870323208.post-89558190604841126932014-03-31T13:27:00.001-07:002014-03-31T13:27:23.965-07:0090/365 • spring blossoms90/365 • I am grateful for: <br /> The wall of art my daughter hangs in
her room. Gifts that last me years and remind me of the people who
gifted them. How the snow looks blanketing spring blossoms, and feels
kinda special in the moment. Friends that grow and choose to let me grow
with them. Open, loving, hearts and hugs. <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/365daysofgratitude?source=feed_text&story_id=10202834758383136"><span class="_58cl">#</span><span class="_58cm">365daysofgratitude</span></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017942935870323208.post-72213066184310134402014-03-13T12:49:00.002-07:002014-03-13T12:49:44.666-07:0072/365 • nose ringsI find myself loitering in a grumpy mood today. Acceptance is the first
step, right? I guess that means it is time to list out things I am
grateful for: 72/365 • clean water, having a roof over my head, being
woken up sweetly instead of getting kicked out of bed, having someone
who will wake me up when I sleep through my alarm, hugs, drawing, small
wins, nose rings, insurance, crayola crayon color names, crappy movies
with good company, tacos, smiling, lunch with friends, writing and date
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great memories, living in the moment, painting, knowing what to make for
dinner, <a class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=821420045" href="https://www.facebook.com/olivia.winn.58">Olivia Winn</a> and my family. <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/365daysofgratitude?source=feed_text"><span class="_58cl">#</span><span class="_58cm">365daysofgratitude</span></a> <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/perfectionisboring?source=feed_text"><span class="_58cl">#</span><span class="_58cm">perfectionisboring</span></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017942935870323208.post-26695143997527706292014-02-18T20:55:00.003-08:002014-02-18T20:55:39.637-08:0049/365 • good silenceGratiTuesday: coconut oil, John Rogers, chili, mac and cheese, Jordan King, playing "hot lava" with the kiddos, Kelton's love for music, long hugs, good music, good silence, my job, hoodies. #365daysofgraditude • 49/365Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017942935870323208.post-9251604087879964732014-02-12T10:13:00.000-08:002014-02-12T10:13:08.036-08:0043/365 • good literature and my madness I will never take for granted how fluid and enrolling good literature is. Words so exquisite and tenacious… like tenacious and exquisite. They capture all of me when I read them. I’m sure I found the murder in me listening to E.A. Poe’s Tell Tale Heart this morning. “And now have I not told you that what you mistake for madness is but over-acuteness of senses?” Good old Poe, making me feel like I am not the only one stricken with “madness” at times. I heart books.<br />So I drew a Raven.<br />
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As I grow, I have started to appreciate the things that put together
this picture that stays. Threads of happy summers, sad break-ups,
stubbed toes, unquenchable laughter, my tribe, rainstorms, learning new
things, heartache, hugs, the warmth of smiles, goods books, and<span class="text_exposed_show"> good cries. <br /> <br />
Some of the brilliant weaves shine so bright that it hurts to look at.
Other sections are dark enough that they find and take every breath I
have; consumed by the richness of color. <br /> <br /> I try often weaving
parts of my own tapestry. I know that I have tried to reweave parts of
it as well. Today I find myself surrendering to the threads that I did
not place. The pieces of my picture and myself, which are a byproduct of
other things. Regardless of origin, these things are a part of me and
they make my picture. <br /> <br /> I wonder how long it took the crones to become master at spinning this thread. <br /> <br /> Love, Mimi <br /> <br /> 38/365 • I'm am grateful for being alive. <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/365daysofgratitude">#365daysofgratitude</a></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017942935870323208.post-29089858279036432722014-02-04T09:22:00.001-08:002014-02-04T09:22:19.703-08:0035/365 WinterI had to pause when getting into my car this morning. The large fluffy snowflakes were drifting so softly. I held my breath and listened the the quiet that snow brings, even in the busy morning hours. Sometimes I find myself woven into the beauty of winter. #cleanair #peaceful #curvylikeasnowflake #ilovemylife #365daysofgratitude 35/365Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017942935870323208.post-46584347928213652362014-01-28T20:12:00.000-08:002014-01-28T20:12:01.492-08:0028/365 • GratiTuseday<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">28/365 • GratiTuseday:<br />
Pen learning how to spell her name, Kel getting good at multiplication,
Google reminding me how to do long division, pink hair, doctors,
broccoli, hugs, drawing, <a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=665513422&extragetparams=%7B%22directed_target_id%22%3A0%7D" href="https://www.facebook.com/meganrlooney3">Megan</a>, art shows, my cousin Jerica,
tiny things, being able to hear, my car, giggles, tiny toes, soft
blankets, dishes, hot tea, working lungs, clean air, cuddling, cherry
chocolates, <a href="http://jlooney.com/">J Looney</a>, high heels, work, soft kisses, heartbeats, nail polish, love languages, fuzzy socks and my Dad.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017942935870323208.post-67198779375278772902014-01-23T14:30:00.001-08:002014-01-23T14:30:08.916-08:0023/365 Jeni<div style="text-align: center;">
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dear cousin's battle with breast cancer ended early this morning. In one
of the last real conversations I had with Jeni she started to talk
about her children, how hard it was to watch them grieving knowing that
her declining health was the cause of their grief. "I want to fix it,
she said, the words catching a little in her throat, her eyes filling
with tears, "but it's because I'm dying that
they are sad and I can't do anything about that." She was quiet for
just a moment before wiping the tears, and saying, "But it has been a
good week otherwise, my meds are getting regulated so that I can keep
some food down and I am sleeping better..." I just stared at her and
then asked, "How can you be like this? How are you able to find the good
in every situation, to stay so positive with all you are facing?" She
answered, "What choice do I have? Sometimes I wake up and I remember,
and I want to scream, but I don't have the energy, so I think about the
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of Jeni. May we eventually find a way to accept the giant hole she left
in our family, or maybe even somehow see the beauty there, as she would
have."<br /> <br /> Written by my sister Sarah. She is good at the words when they fail me. We will miss you Jeni.</span></span></div>
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20/365 • I am so happy this girl is in my life. Olivia has a knack for making me feel special no matter what. She spoils me with unconditional love and friendship. She is a safe harbor and the best cheerleader ever. I would not trade her for the world. I am so glad she is in my life. #livandmimimimoments</div>
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<br />My top 5 favorite words: rendezvous, guillotine, marmoset, philanthropy, <span class="st">palindrome</span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017942935870323208.post-38091735086657620702014-01-15T10:25:00.001-08:002014-01-15T10:26:36.168-08:00GGMHR (Gratitude gets my head right) 14-15/365 14/365:<br />
sunsets<br />
snow<br />
Mr. Rogers <br />
sunshine<br />
Driving while listening to ballads <br />
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I am grateful to my friend Song. She pushes me (in a good way), makes me laugh, reminds me that life is what you make it and is not afraid to tell me to "stop being such a baby about it."<br />
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Accountants<br />
haircuts<br />
collage football<br />
rubber duckies<br />
the internet<br />
surfing<br />
hairspray<br />
red fingernail polish<br />
blossoms on trees<br />
paychecks<br />
<a href="http://www.mimithaotnegirl.com/">art shows</a><br />
comfortable chairs<br />
clean bathrooms<br />
indian food<br />
people who recycle <br />
sleep<br />
tickle fights<br />
fancy business cards<br />
Penguins<br />
mini flashlights<br />
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I want to tell you how grateful I am for good parents. I
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Thank you parents who take time to listen to their kids. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Parents who sing to their children at night
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• Thursdays: Thursday is my favorite day of the week. It's the sprint before the finish line.<br />
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• This lady: <a href="http://www.wimp.com/womangym/">http://www.wimp.com/womangym/</a><br />
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• Birthday Date Promotions!: <a href="http://mimithatonegirl.com/tickets-and-donations">www.mimithatonegirl.com</a><br />
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Also, I am grateful my husband is picking up the kids today so I don't have to leave the warmth. Thanks Mr. Rogers.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017942935870323208.post-11231663514215059932014-01-07T09:47:00.002-08:002014-01-07T09:48:11.728-08:00Day 4, 5, 6, 7: Whirlwind of a weekendDay 4: <span class="userContent">Birthdays! Instead of pouting for my 30th birthday this
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raised will go to youth scholarships at Spy Hop, a local<span class="text_exposed_show"> non-profit. Visit <a href="http://www.mimithatonegirl.com/" rel="nofollow nofollow" target="_blank">www.mimithatonegirl.com</a> for more info. You can buy tickets or just donate if you can't make it! Thanks for supporting my birthday wish!<br /> <br /> More about <a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/page.php?id=123180057759464&extragetparams=%7B%22directed_target_id%22%3A0%7D" href="https://www.facebook.com/spyhop">Spy Hop</a>: <a href="http://spyhop.org/" rel="nofollow nofollow" target="_blank">http://spyhop.org/</a></span></span><br />
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Day 5: I'm grateful for my Husband when he makes me Shakes for breakfast and making food with my kids.<br />
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Day 6: When my kids start feeling better after being really ill.<br />
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Day 7: Being able to draw<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017942935870323208.post-23377766307378065142014-01-03T11:34:00.000-08:002014-01-03T11:58:58.082-08:003: Doing what I loveGratitude day 3:<br />
I am super happy that regardless what I am doing, there is usually a silver lining. Value exchange is important. If the value exchange is not there, then don't do it! The trick is to be aware of what you personally think value looks like.<br />
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<b>Sometimes it is evident. </b><br />
Example 1: My job can be stressful. < They pay me money to do my job. I get to draw pictures and design stuff.<br />
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<b>Sometimes I get to fish for it.</b><br />
Example 2: Changing a tire in the snow is not fun. It is cold and my fingers hurt. < I am honing my sweet survival skills and I'll teach my kids know how to do this so they are never stranded.<br />
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<b>Sometimes there is no value exchange. Don't do it!</b><br />
Example 3: I want to light my hair on fire because everyone is driving me batty. = I have no hair, and now I have burn scars. I apparently was already batty before I interacted with people.<br />
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There is usually more then one value exchange is every situation. The more you find, the higher quality of life... and the more adults points you get!<br />
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It feels like a Tuesday < but really it's Friday.<br />
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Love, MimiUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017942935870323208.post-63260989057013658972014-01-02T13:51:00.002-08:002014-01-02T13:51:56.885-08:002: Doctors Rock! Gratitude 2: Doctors Rock! <br />
This morning I woke up to my little girl having an ear ache. After taking a visit to the doctor, we now know she has an ear infection and strep throat. It is odd how happy kids are even when they are terribly sick. I am so happy that we have healthcare!<br />
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