My Melted Heart

  Do you ever have those moments when  your heart actually melts  and forms into tears and wells  in your eyes where they sit there all day waiting to drip from time to time reminding you that your heart is till aching and is still melting?

How do you fix your saddened heart?  How do you tell it things will be alright and it’s ok to go back inside where you can protect it again where it can be safe and warm?

I have flowers that my eyes can look at and sometimes that helps.  I have great friends that listen to in hopes that will dry up some of those tears.  Is there a song that will sooth and soften the heart?  A good movie?  Perhaps a good dessert?  Maybe just a good nap?

I feel sad wiping away these tears because they are pieces of my heart that hurt for so many reasons.  Is there a way to keep these tears from falling from my eyes today?  To keep these pieces of my melted heart?

A tribute

 

It’s nice to see where Walker’s heart lies.  As I am sitting here on the computer this very minute, he is sorting the clean laundry singing “God Bless America.”  Either he loves his country or loves clean clothes.

Maybe this is where it started with me as a child (you know about my imaginary dishwasher don’t you) and my love for clean things.

Time Out For Women

Since I’m either to lazy or busy to write up my own post about it I’ll just put a link to my sisters blog who’s already done it.   

http://uzelicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/time-out-for-women.html

I wish this meant I got a free ticket to the event.

Patches, we don’t need no…..

Alright so maybe we do need those stinkin’ patches!

Abby has started girl scouts this year and with that comes the joy of selling girl scout cookies!  I really hope that this new experience will not result in my families one and only girl scout experience my sister had.  You know the one where she sold cookies and when they came her other younger siblings ate all the cookies and my mom had to apologize and pay back all the money.   We just thought the world had give a bunch of little kids the best gift ever,  cookies appearing out of no where just for us!

So if you’d like, please help a little girl out and order away!  I promise I’ll keep them out of reach of her younger brothers.  Feel free to leave an order under the comment section or email us at rebeccauwatson@gmail.com  .

With each order she will personally include one free hug.  Unless that makes you uncomfortable then she’ll just give you a high five.

Thanks to all and here’s to the best season of the new year.  I think is should be an official holiday season, Girl Scout Cookie Season.

Love to all,

Abigail and mom Watson

BUZI all the way!

So if you haven’t already heard me talk about, write about or just plain met her yourself then you are missing meeting and knowing one of the coolest girls ever…..my SISTER!

How cool is she you ask?  Well I’ll just let you take a looksie yourself….  Go on, I’ll wait.

http://www.themormonbachelor.com/2011/01/date13-kristy-uzelac.html

See.  If you don’t believe me then check out what they say here…

http://realitymormon.blogspot.com/2011/01/date-13-kristy.html

Now if you agree then vote for her to go on a second date.  Just click the “like” button on the mormon bachelor page and while you are there make a comment to support this chick.

Good luck sister!

From Rebecca to Juliet

Dear Juliet,

My name is Rebecca.  The Guernsey Literary Club probably hasn’t mentioned of me since they have never met me.  I too am new to their society as I have just learned of it through their correspondence with you.

Like the members of the Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society I feel my life has also been like theirs during the occupation.  Not in the way that the Germans are taking over but in the sense that I have allowed other things to take over my life the past 20 yrs.  Occupied by things of the world that I haven’t been involved in any literary works other than Super Fudge.  I think they would laugh at me if I were to take a turn during their society meetings to talk about such a simple book.

What I have learned through the Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society is like them, I have a new found love for reading.  The way it has taken my mind places that it had otherwise never been.  The adventures, respect for other’s opinions and experiences and the way the words on the page can change my emotions in an instance is miraculous.

I admire you and hope your new journey takes you places you thought they never would or wouldn’t have wanted.  I know my journey has and will continue to do so.

Respectfully,

Rebecca

p.s. Thanks for your great book, “The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society.”  Now I can mark that one off my list.

Another bit of change

Continuing on from the last post lets talk about number 2.  No, not THAT #2 but the second thing I don’t like that is changing in me.

I have always hated is purses.  Just the word itself is a little silly to me.  I like the way they look, people look good with them but I’ve never been one to carry a big over the shoulder purse (did you think I was going to say something else?  You’re silly.)

Well it wasn’t until my sweet sister shared something with me that she is sharing with the world.  Her face and her story.

It started with a bag called the Miche Bag.  I hadn’t heard of it before but it’s amazing.  They made a bag in support of cancer and in doing so they have asked cancer survivors to be a part of it.

My sister is a cancer survivor and after a few photo shoots her tag was made.  A tag that comes with the purchase of the Hope bag.  It is being launched this month and if you haven’t seen the bag I encourage you to check it out.  Or check me out because I’ve been sporting it all around town and people love it.  Plus I have her tag hanging on the bag as well so naturally people do ask.  Here she is..

The bag is amazing but my sister is more amazing!

So because of my sister, what better reason to start carrying a bag.  Yep, I still refuse to call it a purse!