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sallie mullinger

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"Im glad I didnt know the way it all would end, the way it all would go..our lives are better left to chance..I could have missed the pain but I'd have had to miss the dance"...Garth Brooks...........

And for Katie......"Id rather fall, than never to have flown at all"

“Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the number of moments that take our breath away.” Anonymous
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Janwrote:
Hey Mully --
I think you should write that book if you feel like it.
When my kids were little, I used to write all sorts of Erma Bombeck-type columns for various newspapers.  I always wrote, even as a kid and I had no training.  After high school, I worked at a newspaper doing "typesetting"....which is now outdated, of course.  However, I had to type up and run through a computer all of the stuff that the reporters had written, along with their columns.  I used to (with their blessing) reword some things, or in some way adjust their sentences.
After I left there to stay home with my babies, I began writing columns and sending them out to various papers. 
That's why I love blogging.  It's like having my own little column; but I don't have to meet anyone else's criteria or needs.  I can just enjoy!
You might want to check out a site I found recently (I know there are a ton of them) because it looks like a helpful place to start out and have a book published:
Oct. 20
June 17

THANKS AUSTRALIA!

 

Written by an Australian Dentist   

To Kill an American 
You probably missed this in the rush of news, but there was actually a report that someone in Pakistan had published in a newspaper, an offer of a reward to anyone who killed an American, any American.  

So an Australian dentist wrote an editorial the following day to let everyone know what an American is . So they would know when they found one. (Good one, mate!!!!)  

'An American is English, or French, or Italian, Irish, German, Spanish , Polish, Russian or Greek. An American may also be Canadian, Mexican, African, Indian, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Australian, Iranian, Asian, or Arab, or Pakistani or Afghan. 

An American may also be a Comanche, Cherokee, Osage, Blackfoot, Navaho, Apache, Seminole or one of the many other tribes known as native Americans.

An American is Christian , or he could be Jewish, or Buddhist, or Muslim. In fact, there are more Muslims in America than in   Afghanistan . The only difference is that in America they are free to worship as each of them chooses. 

An American is also free to believe in no religion...... For that he will answer only to God, not to the government, or to armed thugs claiming to speak for the government and for God. 


An American lives in the most prosperous land in the history of the world. 

 The root of that prosperity can be found in the Declaration of Independence , which recognizes the God given right of each person to the pursuit of happiness.

An American is generous. Americans have helped out just about every other nation in the world in their time of need, never asking a thing in return......... 


When Afghanistan was over-run by the Soviet army 20 years ago, Americans came with arms and supplies to enable the people to win back their country! 


As of the morning of September 11, Americans had given more than any other nation to the poor in Afghanistan .

The national symbol of America , The Statue of Liberty , welcomes your tired and your poor, the wretched refuse of your teeming shores, the homeless, tempest tossed. These in fact are the people who built America  


Some of them were working in the Twin Towers the morning of September 11 , 2001 earning a better life for their families. It's been told that the World Trade Center victims were from at least 30 different countries, cultures, and first languages, including those that aided and abetted the terrorists. 

 So you can try to kill an American if you must. Hitler did. So did General Tojo , and Stalin , and Mao Tse-Tung, and other blood-thirsty tyrants in the world. But, in doing so you would just be killing yourself . Because Americans are not a particular people from a particular place. They are the embodiment of the human spirit of freedom. Everyone who holds to that spirit, everywhere, is an American.
June 10

Wedding Bell Blues?

Lately, Im not sleeping well. Im pretty sure that has something to do with the fact that my eldest son is getting married in exactly one month. Preparations have now swung into high gear and since he is in Tucson (en famille) and we are here, where the wedding is, things CAN get crazy.

Its a wedding. So the right everything matters and what was once going to be small and simple has now seemed to grow to large and not so simple. Did I throw in expensive? Im not sure how you can have a wedding and it not be expensive.

The music, the flowers, the decorations, the shower, the bachelor/bachelorette parties, the rehearsal dinner, the reception...the list goes on and on and on and while Im not the wedding coordinator and my daughter in law to be, Kathleen, is and has done a marvelous job of everything, I still am starting to feel stress.

Aside from the female need for perfection, I am wondering if this anxiety feeling, which isnt altogether a bad feeling, has something to do with the emotional aspect of all of this. Certainly, anyone who knows me, also knows that emotions will run high from now until the day they leave to go back to Tucson.

Couple that with the thought that everyone else in my family, my husband included, could be described as "saps", we are looking at a large outlay of cash just for Kleenex.

My baby isnt, after all, a baby any longer!

He stands 6 ft 4 inches tall and is also the proud father of 3 boys. He is also a hard worker, committed to excellence and someone I couldnt be prouder of.

At age 33, the time for saying goodbye SEEMED like long ago, but I am finding all of those same feelings the day he left home, and again when he moved to Tucson, are sneaking back into my heart and my head.

Maybe its the knowledge that once the wedding takes place, its official. He truly wont ever be "mine" again. Funny how mothers tend to do that. To take ownership of their children as tho we purchased them at some baby store long ago, and while I couldnt be happier with his choice of bride and while I know that he really hasnt been "mine" for a long time now, I am still finding myself struggling with letting him go, yet again.

Do mothers ever really let their children go? I am pretty sure, at least in my case, that I wont. Emotionally (and I AM all about emotions!) Scott will always be that same little, blue eyed boy, with a mop of brown hair running thru my house on his way outside to play with the guys or on his way to a baseball or soccer game. I can differentiate between the man and the boy, but my heart, somehow, still holds dear that little boy.

So as the big  day draws near, I wanted to let you know, once again, my son, what you have always meant to me.

You will know, if you dont know already, the sheer joy of parenting. Also the sheer drudgery,  what seems like an endless list of thankless tasks that you perform daily, will make you wonder if there is ever any end in sight. But endings come much too soon and before we know it, our children are grown and standing before us, ready to begin their own lives.

Something begins to tug at our heartstrings because we know for sure now, that time is passing and life is changing and while its a wonderful thing, the passing of each generation to the next, it also brings with it wistful reminders of times gone by and memories that have been long stored in a vault somewhere in our heads.

I will watch you as you take Kathleen for your bride. I will smile, yes, through tears,  as you pledge your love and devotion to her for the rest of your lives. I will hold fast to the memories of the little boy I held in my arms who became the man you now are, and for one last time, I will let you go.
May 21

A memory from long ago

LISTEN TO THE WARM........ROD MCKUEN

I STOOD WATCHING
AS YOU CROSSED THE STREET
   FOR THE LAST TIME.
TRYING HARD TO MEMORIZE YOU.
KNOWING IT WOULD BE IMPORTANT.
THE WAY YOU WALKED,
THE WAY YOU LOOKED BACK OVER YOUR SHOULDER AT ME.

YEARS LATER
I WOULD HEAR THE SINGING OF THE WIND
AND THAT DAY'S SINGING WOULD COME BACK.
THAT TIME OF GOING WOULD RETURN TO ME
EVERY SUN-GREY DAY.
APRIL OR AUGUST IT WOULD BE THE SAME
   FOR YEARS TO COME.

MAN HAS NOT MADE THE KIND OF BROMIDE
THAT WOULD LET ME SLEEP WITHOUT YOUR MEMOBRY
OR WRITTEN EROTICALLY ENOUGH
TO ERASE THE EXCITEMENT OF JUST YOUR HANDS.

THESE LONG YEARS LATER IT IS WORSE
FOR I REMEMBER WHAT IT WAS
AS WELL AS WHAT IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN.


May 16

May 2009

The weekend of May 2, Scott and Josh flew into town (that Thursday actually) for a friend's wedding AND it was Josh's 7th birthday. We had a great time. Krista and Alex came over on Friday to give Josh his birthday present while Daddy was at the rehearsal dinner for his friend KT's wedding. Scott was best man. Patrick was a groomsman in the wedding.

On Saturday, Josh and Gramma went shopping at Toys R Us for his birthday present followed by lunch at McDonalds (yippee!)

Katie was in town to see them but left Friday night for the Kentucky Derby, an annual tradition for her and her friends. Ive posted pics. She came back on Sunday and our whole family spent the day together playing trivia and watching movies.

There are also pics from Katie and Mike's trip to Florida.

As always, Monday came too soon and Josh and Scott flew home. It wont be long, however, before all of them will descend upon us for the wedding in July.

We cant wait!
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April 16

Susan Boyle...Britain's Got Talent Video

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY

Well worth watching and hearing. A favorite song of mine from a favorite Broadway play sung brilliantly (and I think better than Sarah Brightman) by a 47 year old Scottish woman whose voice impressed even notoriously un-impressable, Simon Cowell.

All of us have dreams. Its nice to see someone's coming true.

 

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