Fabulous Creative-ish Sunday

creativity is contagious

Happy Sunday my Fabulously Graceless Friends!

I hope your New Year holiday weekend has gone fabulously and that today you get rest, as Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest!

I know that I will get some rest and of course my OCD self will finish at least one more project! But really, I am working to make my Sundays a day of rest, spending time with loved ones or something creative. It can be all three as long as it’s relaxing!

I am really working with my creative/creativity being my daily motivation. One of the fabulous bloggers I follow suggested that I do a vision board. At first I wasn’t sure, but the more I think about it, positive reminders and reinforcement could only make it better.

I will say that just choosing to take action in my life and Be Creative daily has already made a difference for me. Yes, I know we are only 3 days into the New Year, but for me, it’s working! I will keep you all updated as to how it works out for me.

For those new to my blog, I don’t do New Year’s resolutions. I was however, very motivated by a lovely lady, to choose a word/phrase in lieu of the resolutions. I chose Creative/Creativity.

I have read a few “creative” phrases and written the words out. For me, that’s like bringing something to life. I feel like I am chanting it in my head, like a meditation of sorts. Like I am turning and observing from every angle possible.

Creativity can be used in every aspect of life from personal to professional. I like thinking of using it when I get into a situation that I would rather not face and knowing I already have the heart of creativity running through my veins – it means I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I will find a way to get through it. Creatively and productively.

Of course I always Keep Hope Alive!

It’s just how I roll.

I hope you all have a fantastically, fabulous Sunday!

Mentally get ready for the first full week of 2016… we are going to rock this year!


Happy November, All Saints Day and Day of the Innocents/Day of the Dead

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Welcome to the first day of November, All Saints Day and the Day of the Innocents, the first day of Day of the Dead.

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I hope everyone has recovered from their Halloween shenanigans and that you are thus far having a fabulous day.

We also did the changing of the clock and fell back an hour. I am not sure how I feel about it yet but will keep you posted!

Here in sweet home Alabama we are getting some much needed rain and our temperatures are getting more fall like. Of course this is Alabama so it could be rainy and cold today and get warm again this week! I personally hope we get to keep the cool weather around for a bit. I love the fall weather. Our trees are still changing and beautiful. Daily it seems there is a colorful carpet in the yard yet our trees still have beautiful colors and leaves left to fall. It’s that in-between phase where they have changed colors but not yet completely and although some trees are a bit more barren than others, we still have a good amount of leaves on the trees. The contrast is amazingly beautiful.

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It is also Sunday, what some consider a day of rest. I am hoping to get some things done to ready for the upcoming week and also rest! I am hoping that the boy will be down for a low key day today. After all of the running we did yesterday, he needs a day of rest before jumping back into a “regular” week! After all, he got to dress up for the past 3 days! Today we all may be in a bit of a sugar coma. We don’t eat a lot of sugar so the past few days have been like a free for all in the candy department!

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I wish you all a fabulously, beautiful Sunday!

Always remember to keep hope alive!

Stay Fabulous!

Lady Maos




Happy Sunday!

As we come to the end of this long, challenging week I wish you hope. I wish you happiness in your heart and soul. I hope that you have found precious moments in this life.

I hope you got to enjoy friendship, laugh so hard your belly ached and/or got puppy kisses. I was lucky enough to get all three. I also had several hardships,  a few challenges thrown that were more daunting than I imagined and some plans go south. I was able to find the good in everything even in the dark times. I know that I am not alone on this journey of life. I know I have people I can turn to and trust when I ask questions or make statements that are out there. I know that no matter what I say, my true people are there for me. Cheering me on when needed and calling me out too.

I wrote a post earlier this week how life can change in an instant. It can. It does. Never take things for granted. Never take people for granted.

I hope you all have a fabulously beautiful Sunday!

Keep Hope Alive!

A Sunday well spent, reflecting and just being

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Greeting and a fabulously happy Sunday to you all!

I hope that you are having a most excellent, relaxing, enjoyable, semi stress free day!

It can be so hard to “relax” and take it easy when you have so many responsibilities, things to do and people to see. People you want to see and some you don’t get to see as often as you would like. Plus, there are also the reminders in the back of my head to ready myself for the upcoming week and all that it brings. Sometimes the hardest part is just allowing myself to relax, enjoy and be in the moment because I tend to keep planning for things to do. It’s in the vein of “stop and smell the roses” and take time to just enjoy where you are right this minute. Not constantly being in motion like I tend to try and do.

This past weekend my body chose to make me “stop” and I had to realize I needed to just smell the roses or suffer the consequences of not taking care of myself like I gripe to others about doing! It’s frustrating when you want to do things and you just can’t. You make sure your get your main chores and duties done but anything else is a bonus at this point, even it if needs to be addressed. Sometimes you just can’t get it done. Guess what? That is OK. You will live, the earth will still turn and life will go on. Your family, friends and loved ones will understand that life happens and not always the way that you would hope for it to be.

I was originally going to write about reading the Sunday paper, of which I finally finished last Sunday’s paper on Friday, and how it can be so revealing to learn more about what is going on in your community and state. Lord have mercy I love my state but sometimes I wonder what the politicians are thinking. Are we really going back 50-ish years on certain issues? The pulse here today echoes strangely to the beat in ways as it did back in the 1960’s. Once again my home state is under public scrutiny, and rightfully so, for their stance on segregation and choosing to follow they laws through their own interpretation. Seriously. It makes me cringe.

Several months back I received a phone call about race and segregation and if I felt things were better, worse or unchanged than they were in the past. It was a poll call and I enjoyed talking to the lady who was asking my true opinion. I was my honest self. I told her I could see improvement for the better, however it wasn’t enough and I saw more disrespect from others than I stupidly thought I would see when I moved back to my home state last year. That on the surface it seems like people are more tolerant and understanding of one another and that there was more compassion for our fellow human, but I realized far too quickly that that was sadly an illusion. You can bet I have added it to my “topics” to be written on!

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I am very blessed in my life to be surrounded by so many amazing humans from so many diverse backgrounds. True, quality folks that accept me and I them for who they are no matter what. These amazing humans are around the state, a state or two away, across the country and across the seas. When I say I am blessed I truly mean it. I have been able to have some of the most amazing relationships with people on so many different levels. It transcends “friendship” in so many cases. We don’t see color, flaws and short comings as “deficits” in each other, but openly discuss and talk about real life and more about building each other up than tearing each other down. We can’t always talk but when we do we pick up right where we left off, flowing smoothly into what works for us. I work to do this in every area of my life. It is not always easy. I am my own worst critic of how I should be versus how I am.

But I never give up and I always Keep Hope Alive!

And I pray to the few of you that are kind enough to read my ramblings, that you have a fabulously graceful Sunday. That you find an inner happiness and a joy in the moment. Whether it be just sitting and reading and relaxing or spending time alone or with those you love. Just find a bit of beauty. Never give up of this adventure of life. ALWAYS KEEP HOPE ALIVE!!!

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This really is a day of rest

When I started blogging, I made a promise to myself that I would post daily. So far I am keeping that promise and honestly I am really proud of myself. It’s hard to come up with topics daily and I know that some posts are better than others and some are just personal to me, I am always thrilled when others enjoy my thoughts and opinions.

Today is Sunday and is considered a day of rest. I think for my blog today and I am going to stick to the much needed rest. After a fabulous Walk to End Alzheimer’s yesterday in which I volunteered, I realized my body needs a bit more recovery time than it once did. Like once I could go out on a Friday or Saturday (or both) night and stay out and get up the following day and keep going. Not so much anymore!

I am going to share a few photos from the walk yesterday and wish you all a fabulously graceless Sunday!

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front view

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Sunday my day of “rest”

Some say Sunday is considered a day of rest.

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I often ponder that when I am getting up early for church, the walls don’t fall down be shocked I am, or when I am running errands to be ready for the week. There are actual Sundays where I do get to be restful and enjoy the day. At least until about 6 PM ish when I suddenly start running around trying to make sure I actually did get everything needed for the following day put where it needs to be, clothes laid out for me and, every other Monday, the boy, along with anything that needs to additionally go with us for either school or work. Yeah not considered restful, however I have now made it a part of my routine so that it flows better and is easier for me to finish a bit faster and enjoy the rest of my evening. Sometimes when I am at home and it’s easier to do, but often we have places to go, people to see, errands to run, projects to finish and we seem to be in a time crunch on Sunday or Sunday evenings.

I can proudly say I do not allow a whole 24 hours of total freak outs anymore as it doesn’t do anyone any good. No matter how much is happening in your life and the lives of your friends and family, you have to take a bit of rest for yourself. Let it heal your soul and replenish your body and mind. Really take at least an hour. You owe it to yourself at least once a week.

I oftentimes find it hard to make time to do all of the things I need to do for myself. I am distracted and put myself behind the needs of others. To some people I may even seem selfish because I can’t get back to them as quick as they would like, much less as quick as I would like to. This is where the guilt starts seeping in and I can’t help but feel bad that I didn’t follow up or get back to them.

Recently I’ve noticed I have no texted folks back when I clearly thought I had. I mean down to the wording of what I was planning and thinking and then go a few days and realize I did not send said text or email and in once instance a letter (still partially written). At this point I am banging my head against the table, cabinet or floor. I mean how crappy does that make me look?

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So I will grab my Sunday and try to make restful plans in addition to the resting of course, to catch up on all those I love and miss. At least that’s my plan for this Sunday! Who knows what life will toss at me?! Last Sunday I didn’t even “schedule” things I just listed what had to be done before Monday morning. Ha! I did get to be restful some throughout the though. And that is the whole point. Be restful.

And as always, Keep Hope Alive!

Stay fabulous and graceful my friends!

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The first Sunday after college football

Ahh the first Sunday after college football in Alabama! Both Alabama and Auburn kicked booty and of course it was a late night with friends and family.

Earlier this week my lovely boy, who learned “Roll Tide” before he could say complete sentences and was dressed all in Alabama attire when brought home from the hospital, yelled “War Eagle” while dressed in an Alabama t-shirt on the way to school. I whipped my head around and said, “What did you say?” Smiling he replied, “Warrrr Eagle Mommy!” I quickly found out he had learned it from his teacher at school. He was a bit concerned I would be mad. Apparently he is already caught onto the fact that the two teams are rivals and was wondering if he was “in trouble with me” for saying it. So was his teacher! I assured them both that although I was a Bama fan through and through, I was not a rabid fan and cheered for the other team as long as they weren’t playing each other.

I realized how fine a line it is. I have always known that people argue, fight and even divorce over the college rivalry here. It blows my mind.

To be born in Alabama means you are basically assigned a team at birth. Usually the team your parents are for.

Growing up I always cheered for Alabama because that’s who my daddy loved. My mom became a Bama fan after marriage, as several of her family members went to Auburn. Later my younger brother graduated from Alabama so her ties were strong by then. My boy has both and aunt and uncle who attended UA so it was a natural choice to dress him in crimson and white and teach him “Roll Tide” and “Go Bama” along with the fight song.

I have recently realized that may be a mistake. This does not mean I will stop buying him Bama gear and suit him up for Auburn per se.

While having the conversation the other day in the car I made a comment that “I don’t do orange it doesn’t look good on me.” He said, “Well I look good in red, white, blue and orange Mommy.” And he’s right.

As parents we tend to lead our children to what we like best. Not that it is a bad thing, but we don’t really stop to think of the implications it has on them.

Yes, I am moving a bit deeper than just football so bear with me.

The boy is like me in so many ways it scares the crap out of me. But he is Not me. Nor is he his father. He is his own being who is coming more and more into who he is as a person. Not just a mini-me. He certainly has learned many traits, most good a few probably not as good, from me and his dad, but he also has his own opinions about things.

Yesterday my mom took the boy and I to the local science center for the day. His birthday is coming up and she wanted to have a bit of time with just the three of us.

We had a blast exploring, learning and playing for hours. When we were leaving we had to pay to get out of the parking deck. Mom and I were frustrated because we couldn’t get the machine to take our money to get out and were a bit snappish with each other, but truly nothing ugly or rude. He pipes up from the backseat, “Hey all that jealousy and anger isn’t nice, and you both need to be good to each other.” Did I mention he’s almost 5? He hasn’t quite got all the basics down of emotions and what means what, but we got the idea. After talking to him and explaining what jealousy meant and how we both were just frustrated that we couldn’t get out of the parking garage, the pay to get out box wasn’t working so we had to move, he said, “Well y’all just need to talk nicer to each other then. People will think you’re mad at each other.” It’s a bit scary when the kid is smarter than the adults.

I’ve come to realize I have to let my boy make his own choices in life. I may not always like them, like letting his thick hair grow out because he wants to or doing things I do a certain way differently, but they are his ways. As long as it isn’t harmful to him or others I want to let him grown into who he want to be. Not someone I think he should be.

I hope you all have a fabulous day!



It’s a beautiful day!

Oh what a beautiful morning! Oh what a beautiful day!

I’ve got a wonderful feeling, Everything’s going my way!

*lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II


Let’s make today a beautiful day!

Rain or shine, good or bad, find the beauty in the day, in yourself and in others.

Let today not be a day of assumptions and judgement, but let it be a day to be happy and have hope.


Sometimes folks tend to get the Sunday afternoon blues thinking about Monday and the following week. Just stop it right now!

We need to live in the moment.

We are not promised tomorrow.

Why not live for happiness and goodness today?

Are you saving it up because I can tell you that happiness is endless and goodness is all about perspective.

Will bad things happen to some today? This is life so I am going with yes.

Though it is out of my control at this moment so I cannot dwell on what if’s and could’ve, should’ve and would’ve.

You should wave and smile, rock your invisible tiara people! This goes for the guys too!


Smile at a stranger, in a friendly way, not in I’m going to eat your kidney with a nice Chianti and some fava beans kind of way!

Do something nice for someone that they aren’t expecting.

Or just be quite and not complain. That can be a gift in and of itself for some!

Whatever you do I hope you chose to have a beautiful, fabulous Sunday!

Always Keep Hope Alive!!!


But the child born on the Sabbath Day…

Monday’s child is fair of face,

Tuesday’s child is full of grace,

Wednesday’s child is full of woe,

Thursday’s child has far to go.

Friday’s child is loving and giving,

Saturday’s child works hard for a living,

But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day

Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.

*first recorded in A.E. Bray’s Traditions of Devonshire in 1838


I remember this poem from childhood and wanted to share it with my readers.

I was born on the Sabbath Day, a cold winter day in the wee hours of the morning.

I remember my grandmother reciting this poem to me when I was a little girl.

I wanted to know what “bonny” and “blithe” meant and was told bonny meant pretty, or easy on the eyes, and blithe meant joyous and merry.

It sounded good to me and of course I believed everything she ever told me.

It was in my head again when I had my son, born on a Tuesday, and recently in a discussion with a friend.

We were discussing whether there was any “truism” to this poem.

I have to laugh because I don’t know about the “easy on the eyes” nor the joyous and merry! I was informed I had all the qualities of this poem which was a very sweet thing to say.

However, my graceless son, who is just like his mama, I wonder if he is considered by others to be “full of grace.” But when I looked up the meaning of “full of grace” it stated that it means the person is much kinder than a person would expect them to be.

I would have to agree as he is very kind for a boy his age. He is a compassionate child and truly cares about others.

It got me to thinking, is this myth or could there be truth to these old poems?

What do you think?

What day were you born on?

Do you think you match up to this poem?

Things to ponder on this lovely day.

Have a fabulous Sunday my friends!

Stay fabulous!



My Sunday Hope

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I hope your day is beautiful in some way.

I hope that you find a bit of happiness in the spaces.

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I hope that you can find your center, for even a moment, and that you be filled with peace and tranquility.

I hope that you find love.

I hope that you find laughter and joy.

But most of all I hope you can find some peace.


Wishing you all a beautiful Sunday my Fabulous Friends!