My Life...

I awoke early this morning to the most wonderful sound...RAIN!!! We haven't had any rain here in about 25 long days. Boy, was it ever needed! Makes me want to crawl back in bed, throw the covers over my head, and kiss the day goodbye...BUT...

I really need to hop on the treadmill. I always feel so much better when I exercise, but sometimes, it's so easy to talk myself right out of it. I need to mop; my back has a kink in it; I can't seem to find my running shoes...they were RIGHT HERE just a second ago! Oh, I have some real doosies for excuses! Today, I'll be good and I'll run for 3 or 4 miles. Oh, do I really have to??? Two, two, do I hear two? :)

After I get a shower and eat a quick lunch (as is always the case), I have to head to the mall and finish some shopping for Abby's birthday. I'll be posting about it soon. She, as I've mentioned before, is completely ga-ga over the Jonas Brothers! So, anything having to do with them is at the top of her list. I can't disclose any of my ideas because she sometimes reads my blog. So, Abby, if you're reading this...my lips are sealed!!

About the time I get back home, it will probably be getting close to the time when the girls roll in from school. Then, I'll spend half the evening helping with homework, listening about boy troubles (there are plenty!), packing lunches, folding laundry, ETC., ETC., ETC.

Crazy and mundane as my life is sometimes, the fact still remains that I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world...it's so ME!!

I thought I'd share one of my favorite poems with you. Hope you enjoy it, too!

If I Had My Life To Live Over
by Erma Bombeck

The following was written by the late Erma Bombeck
after she found out she had a fatal disease.

If I had my life to live over, I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.
I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television - and more while watching life.
I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."
There would have been more "I love you's".. More "I'm sorrys" ...
But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute... look at it and really see it ... live it...and never give it back.

© Erma Bombeck