Another Religious sighting and my own personal HIGH FIVE to Him

A few posts ago I expressed my disdain for how it seems certain people ALWAYS seem to find Jesus or the Virgin Mary in food.

"I saw Jesus in my toast!"

"I must worship at the feet of the Virgin Mary in my 3 week old scrambled eggs!"

[To these people I'm giving the face of... WHATEVER!]

Hey, I LOVE our Lord and Savior just as much as the next person...I may not be a zealot about spouting it every chance I get or tattooing "Jesus Rocks" on my knuckles but He knows how I feel about Him. We have our own personal rap sessions just about every day. So much so, I KNOW the people in the cars next to me when J-man and I are having these impromptu discussions, must think I'm crazy. But I digress. I don't have to prove my personal belief to anyone but Him.

Well, recently we came across another one on BuzzFeed.com!

All I can say is - Holy CRAP!... (you'll understand just how appropriate that statement is when you see the complete image here).



Am I going to hell for thinking this is funny? Well I happen to think Jesus has a great sense of humor (one look at the link is proof of that). But seriously WHY ELSE would He (and Mama Mary) be appearing in the most unusual of places? Any takers on where they'll appear next? My money's on a Kook-Aid stain on the Jon and Kate Plus 8 kitchen table during feeding time. They could use the positive press right now, right?

Oh Jesus! You are too much! Talk to you soon!

I've Tweeted

Okay, I've finally broken down and signed on to Twitter. I swear, the peer pressure was killing me.

If you're on, let me know so I can follow you as well. I won't promise that I will be THAT active (I mean, really, Twitter is just a LITTLE narcissistic isn't it?) but who knows, I may become addicted to reading and tweeting with everyone else. Stranger things have happened.

Outside of Twitter, things here have been pretty fun. Dropped my son off at camp on Sunday and have pictures I will share soon. So excited for him! Good times.

Anyway, it's getting late. We have a busy day tomorrow but I will leave you with a 'flash back' picture of me and my best girl when she was two months old.

Ciao!

Back to basics

I have been thinking of my interests lately and what truly makes me happy. I've gotten away from some big things I used to enjoy that made me who I am today. This being art and writing. I used to draw all day and all night. I would start a portrait by 11 am and not look up again until it was dark. Same with journaling or story writing. I was so focused. So happy. Creativity made me happy.

Of course this was before children entered the picture but why can't I have that again? Why can't I draw again and get to spend hours listening to my music, getting lost in the rythms and the strokes of my pencils as I fall into an almost trance-like state. For me, it was a sort of therapy, meditation, cleansing even. I felt so connected to myself.

As the years have passed and one child and then the next and then the next had entered my life, I fell away from the thing that I loved most at the time to concentrate on my new loves. I was now getting into soccer games, elementary arts, cartoons that no longer spoke to me but to my little ones. I got into play dates and other Mom's with similar interests...but this has not made me feel as fulfilled as I once had been.

To be full you have to have an abundance of interests. You have to be full of layers. I feel one dimensional now like I'm standing in a crowded room screaming and no one (not even myself) can hear me scream. I'm no longer Rania. I'm Such-and such's Mom. Mrs. or Ms. I need to get back to owning my own personal identity.

Don't get me wrong...there is nothing wrong with being a mom or enjoying the same things your children do, but you can't live wholly through your children OR your spouce for that matter. You must pursue your own identity and your own interests. If nothing else to stay sane. :)

It's with that thought that I have decided to get back to those things that I love. My passion for all things creative. I have so many things churning inside of me; interests I have wanted to explore for some time that I need to get back into. I want to paint again, sketch again, even try my had at photography (sans kiddos). I want to learn photoshop, illustrator and write more observations. I want to try my hand at possibly writing a script, trying out a monologue. I want to express my voice in a way I've not expressed myself in a long time.

It's time. I know it is. I just have to gather the courage to do it again. As I heard it told before "You will not know if you do not try".

Well, here goes nothing...Or everything. Closing my eyes and breathing.

More on this to come.

I'm not trying to be mean...

But WHY is it that these types of reports typically come from certain groups of people...?

Diners report seeing Virgin Mary in food griddle

Thu Apr 30, 9:14 pm ET

CALEXICO, Calif. – The hottest thing on the griddle at the Las Palmas restaurant these days isn't the food — it's the image of Our Lady of Guadalupe that a cook says she saw on the griddle.

Restaurant manager Brenda Martinez says more than 100 people have flocked to the small town of Calexico on the California-Mexico border to gaze at the likeness of the Virgin Mary since it was discovered as the griddle was being cleaned.

Among the awe-struck was a group of masked Mexican wrestlers who arrived Thursday for an exhibition at a nearby swap meet.

One, known as Mr. Tempest, says: "This is amazing. It's a true miracle."

Since the discovery, the griddle has been taken out of service and placed in a shrine in a storage room.

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I'm not crapping on anyone's religion (God KNOWS I'm not), but....really? It always seems to be in food: A ketchup stain. A pancake. A cow. A griddle?

Courtesy of Treats for your Sweets

Look what I received in the mail last week! Lovely hair clippies courtesy of Atasha and her magnificent talent.




(Look even good enough to eat...a-hem!)



You'll have to excuse the hair and my attempt to get all four bows in, but little Miss Ava Bava was more in the mood to run around and play. It took forever to get a few shots of her because she was being a busy body!

I have to admit that she wore the pink one a few times this weekend. That one and the gold/orange one are my favorites!

Thanks again Atasha!

Black + White = Orange ???

Nico is at that stage now where he wants to tell you all the colors that are around him. He’s known his colors for a quite a while but suddenly everything gets a classification of color. “That’s BLUE, Mommy” he’ll say or “I want the RED one.”

A couple of nights ago I was helping Nico get ready for bed. He’d just gotten out of the tub and I was finishing drying him when, out of the blue, he goes:

“Mommy, you’re Brown.”

I smiled, and nodded.

Me: “Yes, sweetie, I’m brown. You’re brown too.”
Nico: (very matter-of-factly corrects me) “Nooo, I’m Orange. Ava’s Orange.”

I try to hold back a huge laugh.

Me: “You're Orange?"
Nico: "Yes..."
Me: "What color is Daddy?”
Nico: “He’s white”

Sounds about right.

Me: “What color is Christian?”
Nico: “Christian’s Brown. Justis is Brown.”

Right again.

Nico: "Ava's Orange."

I start to laugh out loud but I can tell that Nicolas doesn't seem to understand what's so funny but he smiles regardless like he realized how smart he is.

Ava is Orange? Nicolas is Orange? No telling what brought this about; maybe the fact that he was naked and just had to speak his mind.

I shared this with the rest of the family and we all had a great laugh. This time, Nico was laughing too.

Southwest Airlines Shakin' it up

Hip Hop Flight Attendant @ Yahoo! Video