color therHAPPY

Everything Color. Everything Happy.

1 2 3 4 5

Yay!!! Med Lapis Ahab Piston Flex and Tiger Ahab Flex. Thanks Teti!!!

When all 4 girls start chattering at the same time I have to pray that my sanity remains intact. When they all start to argue—Lord, send me a mega dose of patience. And when my husband gets in on all the hoolabaloo…heaven help me keep my hands out of my hair (and theirs). But at the end of the day I would never ever trade it for anything in the world. Because when my day is bad I know I have 5 pairs of arms to hug away the bad day. I have 5 funny faces to enjoy. And I have 5 blessedly loving hearts to let me know I matter. And it is this group of funny people I call family that helps me see what is truly important in life.

Yesterday I started on my new job. And while it’s part of the industry I used to work in years ago, I am now on the other side of the fence. Which makes me somewhat of a newbie. And at this point there are so many out there younger than I am. And quite a lot who probably have more experience doing what I will be doing. But it’s a new company so in a way we’re all fledglings. While some may look at it as a risk, I see it as an exciting journey ahead. This job landed on my lap so I take it this is where God wants me to go. So I’m going. Taking with me whatever good I have learned in life so far and my appetite for adventure.

P.S. Sure I’m scared but it’s scarier to live my life regretting missed opportunities and wondering what if.

Sometimes something happens and it hits you… I’m actually okay where I am. Unfortunately that something is usually some bad thing that happens to someone you know. I don’t know why bad things happen to good people. But they do. So that means none of us are exempt. So while we can, let’s take stock of what we have. Focus on what we have been blessed with and be grateful for them every single minute. Because as we waste our time on what we don’t have, we lose the opportunity to enjoy what we have right now. I don’t want to live with “If only I had”, do you?

scribebynight:

Thank you colortherhappy, for claiming your Free Calligraphy Widget. It is a really beautiful addition to your blog, and it helps promote Calligraphy and what not. I would like it if my followers would visit you to see how awesome your page is, and perhaps follow you.

If any of my followers would also like a Calligraphy Widget and a shout out please go to this page and follow the instructions:

image

Lovely! Thank you for supporting all our calligraphy efforts scribebynight.
Posted 1 month ago • 18 notes • viasourcereblog

Can’t hurt to ask…

But after a nerve wracking 3 hours of trying to figure out how to do it…and in the process clicking some stuff that maybe I wasn’t supposed to, I’m gonna stick to the mobile app version of tumblr.

Found this set of pens called “Color Change Pens” in one of those little Japanese stores. Think I’m gonna go back and buy more. I feel a calligraphy and color frenzy coming on.

Everyday is an opportunity to do things better than the day before. It is not supposed to be a do-over of yesterday. In all my years of existence, I’ve learned that you can never redo yesterday. Ever. The most you can do is lament it—but why would you want to lug around such negative feelings? Or you can celebrate it—but why stop there? So move on from yesterday. It’s done. Get over it. Today is here waiting for you offering a clean slate to do things better.

Of her eight grandchildren, I am the only one who inherited Lola’s love for cooking. And I am so grateful. Because I know that not only will my kids eat well, they will also have wonderful stories to tell their kids (my grandchildren—sometime in the distant future please) about how their mom would bake stuff for them and whip up dishes from whatever country (recipe courtesy of our dear friend the internet).

Lola, I miss you. And while I am grateful for all the recipes you passed on to me. I regret not having been able to go through your whole “special occasions repertoire” with you. Thank you for always letting me lick the batter! Love you.

©