Thursday, April 29, 2010

Flash Friday 55: No Wonder I'm Tired!

This was my status on Facebook this week. Unbeknownst to me at the time, it was a perfect 55! So in the true spirit of my status, I am taking the day off and using the following for this Friday's Flash 55:

In one week's time I have: made 3 dresses and 5 skirts, worked three 12 hour shifts, cooked many a dinner, schooled my son, carpooled hither and yon, walked my dog, tended the garden, scrubbed the deck, slew the laundry beast, proctored tests, studied for recertifications, and blogged. Whew! I think I'll take tomorrow off!

Have a great weekend everyone!

I am participating in Flash Friday 55. This weekly meme is brought to you by G-Man, over at Mr. Know it All. The object is to write a story or prose in exactly 55 words. Come join us and link your 55 in Mr. Know it All's comment section. See you there!

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Alphabe-Thursday: The Letter O

Jenny Matlock

The Ordeal

Oh, to be Ordinary and Oblivious!
Obtuse to the Oppressive memories
repressed from days of Old.

Obscene images Occupying One’s mind
causing Overwhelming emotions
to Occur, On Occasion,
at in-Opportune times.

Ominous reflections
Orchestrating and Offering their Opus;
an Overture yearning to be heard.

If not met head On,
becoming an Obstacle to
Our personal growth.

In Order To move Onward,
spiritually and emotionally,
along life’s Odyssey
I Opine to you...
Optimistically and without Offense...
that it is Our Obligation to be Open
to working through the woe.

Offer that Olive branch to the pain.
Oblige the hurt.
And Only then shall they truly be
Obliterated to
Once upon a time

Sensational Haiku Wednesday - Connections

Join the fun!

What is this force that
connects this sinner to You,
praying for Thy grace?

In life's quest are You
found between dreamer and dream?
Symbols leave Thy clues.

I call upon You
one faith filled prayer at a time.
Connecting to God.

For more haiku hijinks
Please visit Jenn over at You Know...That Blog?

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Tuesday's Truth: Time, or Lack There of

The truth is, quite honestly, I do not have time to blog today.
My day is quite full actually:

I need to make 3 skirts for the leading ladies in the school musical.
Munchie Boy begins his annual standardized testing today.
I have both school and choir carpool duties.
I have every hope that today will be the day that I slay that laundry beast.

And lastly, Daisy is sick. I am taking her into the vet today. She's been peeing a lot. Really. A lot. Panting too. Drinking lots of water as well. It sounds like a kidney issue to me. I will be sure to keep all you animal lovers out there updated.

With that said, I must sign off now.
If I do not respond to your comments, please understand.
If I do not visit your blog today, please understand.
You all are the best! Thanks!

Monday, April 26, 2010

Monday Musings: April 26, 2010

I interrupt my regularly scheduled Monday Musings for this special edition.

As some of you may know, my mother suffered a mild stroke over the weekend. This is her 2nd stroke, with her 1st occurring back in the late 1990's. Additionally, she had a nasty bout of renal failure due to sepsis last fall. Both of my parents are in their 80's. Dad also suffered a recent stroke himself. All of this has contributed to this overwhelming need and deep desire I have to reconcile my past and present with them and with myself before it is too late. Today, I will share with you my letter to Mom.

Dear Mom,

I know I was a blubbering mess when I spoke with you Saturday night. There were many reasons for my state of mind. First and foremost was my concern for your state of health. I needed to be sure that you were okay.

Second, you told me how much you enjoyed my blog. Do you have any idea how much this pleased me? Especially after living in the shadows of the success of 1st and 4th Sisters. Additionally, my poetry and stories of late are windows to my soul: the personal growth and challenges I am currently facing. Despite my references to childhood woundedness and to the many facets and layers to the meaning of my words, you made sure to tell me that you enjoyed reading my writings. This was probably the most special gift you have ever given me and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Mom, there are so many things we need to reconcile, and come to terms with before it is too late. I want you to understand that I now know you did the very best you could under the circumstances. But I did not know your own personal battles and struggles when I, myself, was so very young. All I know is that I resented the attention lavished on 4th Sister. Because of all the attention bestowed upon her, in my mind I became the "forgotten child". Remember, Mom, I was but a child not able to reason that this was your way of protecting her. I am so sorry. I ask your forgiveness.

To further enhance my feelings of abandonment was when you decided you needed to take that evening/night shift job. In effect, I had no mother at home to raise me when I entered the formative junior high school years. You were asleep in the morning when we got ourselves ready for school and gone when we returned home. Mark and I were left to our own devices. Did you realize that during this time Dad taught me how to mix martinis so that I could fix them for him when he came home from work? The feelings of abandonment grew deeper. But I dared not act out...that was 4th Sister's way. I became quite adept at the "good girl" persona I had adopted as my defense mechanism.  Mom, I knew you were unhappy, depressed, but what could a 12 year old do?  I now know you took this job in preparation for the day you planned to leave Dad. I am so sorry. I ask your forgiveness.

Fast forward to the time not too long after you had left the morning Mark died...Mom, you asked that I stay with him the night before. I didn't. I was being selfish. I am so sorry. I ask your forgiveness.

Mom, I have also been neglectful in staying in touch with you. I have not been honest with you as well as myself. For over 30 years I have been running away, hiding from these feelings, these festering wounds. I guess running away was my way of numbing the pain...of burying it...of forgetting it. Funny thing about buried secrets...they have a way of coming back to haunt you.

Well enough. I am done running. I need to allow myself to finally feel the pain buried so long ago so that I can heal. I hope this somehow helps you do the same. I love you Mom. I'll be home as soon as I can. Then we will talk...face to face and heart to heart.

Love always,

Your #5

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Sacred Sunday April 25, 2010

Today's Sacred Sunday guest post is brought to you by Tina of Life is Good. Please be sure to go visit her and thank her for her words here today.

Sacred Serenity

Although I'm an outgoing, talkative, leader type person, I have to have my alone time. My peace and quiet, nobody bother me time. It's sacred. It's also hard to fit into the schedule when you're a mom, wife, sister, friend, and all the rest we do as women today. But if I don't have it, I lose sight of who I am. And then I'm lousy at being all of the above.

Even my best friend called me crazy because I used to get up at 5 am. But that's when I used to get my sacred serenity. It was just me, my candle, and my green tea. I so enjoyed the quiet before my family woke up. The house just sounds different when they're sleeping. It's a stillness that's different than empty. Cozier. Since I teach a Bible study, this was the perfect preparation time. Writing my lesson plan on a fresh brain was a lot more effective than trying to do it in the afternoons, even if I did kick the boys outside. That's a different quiet. A quiet punctuated with, “That's MY nerf gun!” and, “I need a drink, Mom!”

Now that I'm homeschooling and our schedule has gotten all loosey goosey, I'm no longer getting up early. It's a rebellion thing, I think. Why should I get up, when there are no lunches to make, no carpool to drive, no school starts at 8:30 to worry about? There's also no serenity. They boys are home ALL THE TIME. I'm never alone. And I've noticed I'm a bit tense around the edges. Ok, crabby a lot of the time. I think I know why. Gotta get some alone time.

Here's what I need. Here's my version of perfect serenity.

I slide out of bed and no one notices. I grab my breakfast as I head out, but I can't wait until I get to the dock, so the first bite of my reuben goes down as I tip toe out, being careful not to slam the screen. The mist hovering over Mill Creek is like a shroud of secrecy, ready to envelop me, give me cover. The great blue heron is in it's usual position of sentinel, and doesn't flee as I arrive. He's seen me do this so many times, he allows me passage to the dock with scarcely a glance. It's too early to sail, since barely a ripple disturbs the still water. I untie the kayak instead and just let myself drift into that mist, not bothering with the paddle just yet. I lay back, and let my thoughts drift too. What a perfect time to talk to Him. Thank Him for His amazing creation. For the salt-murky air tickling my nose with all the memories of my childhood spent at this place. For the birdsong as they greet the morning, each other, and me, with their melodies of praise. For His love, which surrounds me every day. Thanks, God for all of this.

I allow myself to just drift, just listen. I hear the world begin to wake up. A mother calling to her child. Engines starting. The manager of the fuel station greeting his first customer. Conversations. Sound travels far over the water, and I've heard some familiar voices, too. I grab the paddle and head back to the dock. I see two not-so-little-anymore boys. Ready for breakfast. And their mom is now ready to face the day. Renewed. Relaxed from some time spent in sacred serenity.


Tina...I so appreciate this post as the subject matter 
is near and dear to my heart as well.
Thank you for a beautifully treatise on what is sacred to you,
and to many of us as well.

Friday, April 23, 2010

Flash Friday 55: Writing, Working...

Typing away when it's 8 at night
wondering if words will come out right.
I don't know why I procrastinate
when it means I'll be writing at 8!

For I work weekends: 12 hour days!
Done, in part, for the money it pays.
There's more, though, than people see...
this work's also meaningful to me.


I am participating in Flash Friday 55. This weekly meme is brought to you by G-Man, over at Mr. Know it All. The object is to write a story or prose in exactly 55 words. Come join us and link your 55 in Mr. Know it All's comment section. See you there!

I am off for another weekend at the hospital! Be sure to come back Sunday when I have a guest blogger for Sacred Sunday! See you all after the weekend!

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Alphabe-Thursday: N is for Nocturne

Jenny Matlock

The Nocturne plays on...
in Nonsensical dreams.

Dreamy Notes
Nursing Necrotic wounds
that are Now Numb
from Neglect.

Naked and raw
become Nightly Nemesis.

Neurosis Nurtured,
Nourished by
Narcotic Nectar...
Niggling ever so Near.

And so,
the Nocturne plays on...

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Sensational Haiku Wednesday: Flames

Photo courtesy of Google Images: The Phoenix Nebula
Tears silently flow
extinguishing anger's flame
sparked by childhood wounds.

As with the Phoenix
arising from the ash to
begin life anew.

For more haiku hijinks
please visit Jenn over at You Know...That Blog?

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Tuesday's Truth: My Husband is a True Romantic

I am married to a true romantic.

It's true!

Mr. Sister sure knows how to woo his lady!

Just yesterday, a package arrived...

all the way from Singapore.

I wondered what it could be!

Something intriguing?

Exotic maybe?

Well, let me tell you.

Mr. Sister had purchased for us...

a pair of...

his and her...

nose hair trimmers.

That's right.

Can't get any more romantic than that!

Yeah, she's a beauty all right.

Back off ladies...he's mine!

Monday, April 19, 2010

Monday Musings - April 18, 2010

Dear Dress,

You beat me. I recognize defeat when I encounter it. Fortunately I do know when to quit and try another battle plan when faced with such a powerful adversary. So you won. I lost. I will learn to deal with it.


Mrs. Sister


Dear Simplicity,

Thank you for coming to my rescue. Although I altered you, you took the design modifications well. I think we could make this work.

With admiration and not nearly as overwhelmed,

Mrs. Sister


Dear Dreams,

Now this is really getting old. Just when I get used to dreams of a certain sort you go and change things up on me. Columbus, Ohio? Goiter? Puck and Oberon from A Midsummer's Night Dream? But the part that actually concerns me was looking into the mirror and not recognizing myself anymore. 

Maybe tonight you can take the night off, okay? 

Very sleepily yours,

Mrs. 5th


Dear Garden,

I guess we did most of the hard work last year. You were actually quite easy on us this go around. I look forward to you producing a bumper crop of: tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchini, red bell peppers, spinach and cayenne. Oh, and I haven't forgotten about you herbs as well. I thank you Sage, Rosemary, Thyme, and Oregano, for your glorious and triumphant return from dormancy. Please welcome Basil and Dill to the mix. Let's have a flavorful summer, shall we?

With muddy knees,

A green thumbed 5th


Dear Bethany,

I am so pleased you had a wonderful time at prom and that your dance card was full. You and your friends are quite lovely indeed. 

Love always,

Mama 5th


Dear Followers,

It is crunch time in the Sister house:  major costume designing going on, end of grade testing, extra hours at work, 2 major recertifications to study for, a camping trip to plan, a trip back to Kansas to organize, in addition to normal daily activities of cooking, cleaning, schooling and carpooling! Please be patient with me if I am not posting as much as I would like. Thank you for understanding.

Yours always,

Forever 5th

P.S. I noticed that after not posting for 2 days a follower was lost. I am sorry for that but real life must carry on as well. 


Monday Awards Show

My gratefulness goes out to Jingle, at Jingle's Rally, for thinking enough of me to give me not one, but two awards. 

1st, the "Most Popular Poet Award":

and 2nd, "The Most Productive Poet Award":

I humbly accept these. They are very meaningful to me as it is validation for the direction my blog has gone these past few months. I will display them with pride within my side banner. Thank you so very much Jingle! 


I am still calling for guest posts for my Sacred Sunday series. If there is something sacred to you, be it your faith, your family, your calling, your writing, etc... please consider becoming a guest blogger! Just drop me a note to the email located on my profile page. Thanks!

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Flash Friday 55: I Cheated

Knowing I would be working
extra hours this week,
I decided to combine 2 memes into one!

If you would care to take a look,
my Flash Friday 55 can be found HERE...

posted a day early...
in combination with Alphabet Thursday.

If you haven't had a chance,
please take a peek.

I hope you enjoy.

(and yes, the above was also written in exactly 55 words!)

I am participating in Flash Friday 55. This weekly meme is brought to you by G-Man, over at Mr. Know it All. The object is to write a story or prose in exactly 55 words. Come join us and link your 55 in Mr. Know it All's comment section. See you there!

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Alphabe-Thursday and Flash Friday 55 Combo!

Jenny Matlock

The Letter M is for Memories

Muddling through life..

a Myriad of Memories lurking Murky subconscious depths.

Momentarily concealed...
but leaving their Musky trail within the Matrix of My Mind.

...Mysterious, Malignant, Meaningful.

Messy Memories...

Masquerading as Madness
beneath Masks of Melancholy, Manipulation and Mistrust.

"Must I Master these?" I find Myself Musing.
"Depends upon the Motivation," Memories Mutter back.

Sensational Haiku Wednesday-Dance

Join the fun!

Will you dance with me
while I am young and naive,
just learning the steps?

Would you dance with me
as I mature, changing songs
and the rhythms too?

Could you dance with me
when I'm old, feeble, and gray
too weak to keep up?

Do not mourn my death
for the Lord of the Dance
now dances with me.

For more haiku hijinks
Please visit Jenn over at You Know...That Blog?
Next week's theme:  

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

I Am Not Well

Actually, I am feeling a little better.

This morning, when my alarm went off, my body decided that it would stay asleep. I could barely move, so with great effort I reached over to the alarm and reset it to give me another half hour.

Alarm, again, goes off. My mind still foggy, body still fatigued, I made my way downstairs and ended up drinking half a pot of coffee. I never was a coffee drinker until recently. I think maybe I am just being lazy. The coffee is usually already prepared by Mr. Sister and I can grab my quick fix of caffeine without having to put the tea kettle on.

Unfortunately, the coffee did not help. Once back from carpool duties, I was so exhausted that I was shaking and nauseated. I gave the Munch some assignments and went back to bed. I slept for an additional 3 1/2 hours!

So here I am...playing catch up with my day! I don't think I'll succeed and you know what? That's okay. Dinner will be "fend for yourself" night and now that the laundry is folded and put away, I don't have that albatross around my neck.

With that said, another nap may just be in order.  Have a terrific Tuesday, everyone!

Monday, April 12, 2010

Monday Musings-April 12,2010

Dear Pizza Man,

Outstanding job on this week's traditional pizza night. The crust was perfectly thin and crispy. The toppings were very nice as well. And I must add that the undertone of "heat" from the added cayenne was a terrific touch. I am so glad to have not had to cook when I came home from work! Thank you!

Ciao baby,

Una felice stomaco!


Dear Weekend,

Unfortunately I had to work so i was unable to enjoy and appreciate your full glory. Could you please come back next Saturday? I promise to make full use of your glory as I do have a garden to plant. Thanks. I knew I could count on you.

Longing for you,

A very pale 5th


Dear Daisy,

I realize that your weekly treat is leftover pizza crust. I understand your excitement and can appreciate how you look forward to pizza night at the Sister house. With that said, that does not mean you have the right to beg, whine, jump, and make a nuisance of yourself come Sunday morning when I am packing a slice for my lunch at work. Get a grip girl! 

Your master,

Mama 5th


Dear Blog Friends,

For the past several weeks I have been experimenting with poetry and other writing forms on my blog. I would like to thank all of you for your positive feedback. Your words have been very encouraging. My hope is that I can keep this up and keep things fresh and bold!

Gratefully yours,

Forever 5th


Awards Corner

Sweet Ms. Bibi from From Misery to Happiness included me in her awards show last week. She decided that I deserved the Circle of Friends award.

This is what she said, and I quote: 

"I will pass this award onto bloggers who I consider to be my good friends - bloggers who've been there for me since my beginning and bloggers who support me pretty much everyday. the ones that come, read and comment even if I have nothing interesting to say. That's what I call FRIENDS."

Aw, Bibi! Thank you. I believe what you wrote summed it all up very well. We have become a circle of friends through this thing called blogging. I do remember your humble beginnings and look at you now!!!! I am proud to be considered your friend and the feeling is mutual. Thank you. 


Seeing how it's Monday and nearly 6 am I must go and seize this day. I need to get my rear in gear and make some lesson plans for the Munch and at least change out of my jammies for carpool duty (although I have been known not to!).  Have a marvelous day!

Saturday, April 10, 2010


one of life's great mysteries prior to leaving for work.

Why does my dog insist that I stand outside with her before she will pee or poo?

Odd. Very odd.

Friday, April 9, 2010

Flash Friday 55: What to Wear?

Choosing what to wear
was always difficult.

She removes a spicy little number...
Ah! "Passion"!
No...Too hot! Too flashy!
Afraid of its power
she returns it...
never worn...
with tags still on.

She then grabbed what she always wore...
her "Good Girl" persona.
with slight stain of sin.

It suited her...
and yet....

I am participating in Flash Friday 55. This weekly meme is brought to you by G-Man, over at Mr. Know it All. The object is to write a story or prose in exactly 55 words. Come join us and link your 55 in Mr. Know it All's comment section. See you there!

I'm off to work for another 3 day weekend at the local hospital. Have a great one, dear friends!

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Alphabe-Thursday: The Letter L

Jenny Matlock

Lend me your Lips my dear,
to whisper sweet nothings in my ear,
Like lyrical Lullabies upon a Lyre,
comforting, consoling the inner desire.

Lend me your Love my dear,
to Linger in my heart, right here...
beneath the Luminous Lunar Light
fulfilling this Life with true delight.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Sensational Haiku Wednesday-Decisions

Join the fun!

What to have for lunch?
Sardines or baked potato?
I decided on...

Can't make up my mind.
I'll try penning some haiku.
I'm struggling here.

What's come over me?
A bad case of writer's block?
Could be I'm hungry.

Baked potato wins.
Sardines with mustard can wait.
Now what to haiku...

Find it's difficult
to write about decisions,
but made up my mind.

My choice is to not
participate in haiku.
Decision final.

For more haiku hijinks,

please visit Jenn over at You Know...That Blog?
Next week's theme:  Dance

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Tuesday's Truth: My Worst Personality Trait

I am playing along with my dear friend Tats, from Tattoos and Teething Rings for today's writing prompt. She had 2 for us to choose from...a food memory or an annoying behavior/bad habit. I chose the the latter.

I did not consult Mr. Sister or the little Sisters on this one. Because:

1.  I'm nearly perfect and
2.  I shudder in horror at what they would suggest.

I was unaware of this personality trait until very recently and am working hard to eliminate it.  A difficult task for sure but so very worth it in the end.

What is this trait you ask? Brace yourselves: I talk to myself. Apparently quite a lot. I was blissfully unaware of this until someone (thank you Mr. Sister) pointed it out to me several months ago. Since becoming enlightened of this annoyance, I have caught myself in this behavior on numerous occasions:  while cooking, sewing, setting up complicated equipment at work, walking the dog, blogging, etc. More often than not, it seems to occur when I am totally focused on whatever task I am performing at the time.

Where did I pick this behavior up? I have no idea. I don't think either of my parents talked to themselves nor any of my older sisters. I don't know of any friends who exhibit this trait either. I truly was mortified when it was pointed out to me. How long has this been going on? Mr. Sister likes to say that I have a tendency to "narrate my life".

The question should be how do I change? I do believe that acknowledging this behavior is more than half the battle. With that said, I'm going to need your help. If you ever hear me rambling on about a lot of nothing, point it out, please. I won't be upset. Promise. With your help, I can beat this thing.

Monday, April 5, 2010

Monday Musings-April 5, 2010

Dear Bally Nails,

Bravo on the masterful pedicure last week. I'm really digging the color! I also want to thank you for putting in massage chairs. Nice touch.  Although the massage to my, ahem, tushie was unexpected! I'll forgive you for that because, gosh darn, my toes do look great!

Your newest fan,

 A Purple Toed 5th


Dear Spring,

I love you, you know that. With that said, could you hurry up and get over the pollen already? Seriously suffering here!

Your friend,

A Sneezy 5th

after one swipe of outdoor table


Dear Subconscious,

Seriously...these dreams are getting too bizarre. Can we take a break? Just until I can get caught up on my sleep. Please?

Your Conscious Self,

A weary 5th


While I was self absorbed in my poetry and writings last week, I racked up a couple of awards!

I received this lovely award from a great blog friend, Shakira. If you haven't, please go visit her at YOU ARE NEVER ALONE. You cannot help but smile and be filled with hope during your visit. She is quite the gracious hostess.

I really like this award as it is validation for where I am trying to take my blog. I struggle with rules so I will just pass this on to the following friends who have been an inspiration to me and my writing:

Jenny Matlock of Jenny Matlock

These ladies have provided the prompts necessary to spur me along and the encouragement to continue with my little musings. Thank you, ladies, with all my heart! 

The lovely Betty over at Cut and Dry, who always leaves a smile with her words and with her blog, graced me with the Sunshine Award:

Isn't it pretty? I will pass this one off to all of the blogs I follow. I wouldn't be following you if you didn't leave a little sunshine to my day! 


I am working today so will be unavailable to reply to your comments. I hope you all have a wonderful day!

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Weekend Rerun: Easter in Art

The 5th Sister will be taking the Easter weekend off from blogging. Instead, please enjoy the artwork that was used, with the artist's permission, in last year's Easter post. Have a wonderful weekend everyone!

Today's post will feature the beautiful and stunning art of Michael O'Brien. Michael is an artist and renowned essayist. His welcome statement, from his website, includes the following excerpt:

"In all my work I seek to contribute to the restoration of Christian culture. I try to express the holiness of existence and the dignity of the human person situated in an incarnational universe. Each visual image and each work of prose is an incarnation of a word, a statement of faith. At the same time, it asks the questions: what is most noble and eternal in man? Who is he? Why does he exist? And what is his eternal destiny? "

In Gethsemane

Betrayed by a Kiss

Peter's Denial

Jesus Condemned by Pilate

The Flagellation

The Crowning With Thorns

The Crucifixion and Death of Jesus

All works are copyrighted by Mr. O'Brien and are presented here for the glory and honor of our Lord Jesus Christ. For further information regarding Mr. O'Brien's works of art, articles and essays, please visit his website at

Friday, April 2, 2010

Flash Friday 55: Do I Scare You?

Image courtesy of Google Images and Pastor Becca's website

Do I Scare You…
she seemed to whisper
into his mind 
as he stole a glance
her way
looked away

God, yes
he thought,
terrified he was
when their eyes met
So many “whys”,
“what ifs”,
catching him off guard.

Questions fade,
fears eased,
releasing  tethers
strangling his heart,

she reached out to him

I am participating in Flash Friday 55. This weekly meme is brought to you by G-Man over at Mr. Know it All. The object is to write a story or prose in exactly 55 words. Come join us and link your 55 over in Mr. Know it All's comment section.


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