Shack on the Rocks

T-Minus 2 Days....

2011-12-22T15:51:00.000-08:00

Remember when I said that I knew Hubs new job would sometimes come before family time?? Well, the week of Christmas belongs to the church and my natives are getting restless. Our church is hosting nine wonderful Christmas services, all of which Hubs much attend/work. Sigh... I miss him a bit. Last night he came home as I was drifting to sleep on the sofa. We're really looking forward to Sunday. We will open presents, eat breakfast, and drink coffee while the kids play. We will hold hands and snuggle.

Are you ready for Christmas?? I've made two batches of cookies. One I trashed and the others are ok. Shooting for Chocolate Chip Oatmeal cookies tomorrow. Surely those will turn out ok! My kitchen skills seem to be lacking a bit.

If you've read my blog in years past, you have seen that I have a love/hate/tolerance relationship with my mother. Today she sent me a text stating she would be at my house this Saturday or Sunday. Didn't ask, just stated as fact. Well, that doesn't work for me, and I let her know. Saturday we will be attending one of our Christmas services at church then heading to the in-laws (like we do every year) and on Sunday, I like for it to be just my silly little family of four. Hubs will be super worn out from his new marathon Christmas adventure and I really want it to be a restful Christmas for him. I let Mom know that we would be happy to host her on Monday, so please do not think I'm a terrible daughter. I'll even make a nice meal, promise.

I still have a few things to wrap. And it appears that our gifts from Jolly Ole St. Nick need to be charged, so that must be done too. How do you handle Santa gifts?? We have Santa only bring one gift for each child, it's generally a special request from the kidlet. In our home, the Santa gift is not wrapped. All others under the tree are from us and therefore wrapped. I'll be honest, I forget from one year to the next whether we give the kids stocking or if Santa Man leaves them. This year, I'm filling the stockings, so I think to simplify, that will be my job going forward, not the Jolly Elf.

So, we're ready for Christmas. We ready to celebrate the meaning of Christmas. We're ready to have Daddy home for a few days. And, can I be honest, I'm ready to take down my decorations. There. I said it. Maybe I am a little Grinchish this year. Merry Christmas Bloggyland.!!

Ghost of Christmas Past

2011-12-21T16:36:00.000-08:00

Looking back on Christmases past I note a few things. One, a little chaos. Two, and little less heart in gift giving. Three, a desire for the holiday to be over.

Not to say this year isn't without its chaos and irritable moments, but it has been a little less stressful. I've learned a very important lesson. It's ok to let.it.GO! I haven't sent out Christmas cards for two years now. Does it bother me a little? Yes. Enough to rush out and throw together cards and spends lots of money? Umm, no. I'm good.

I begin shopping early. Not for the big, special requests, but early enough to get little things here and there. My husband and I have made it a point to not overdo it on Christmas for our kids and for others. We do get our kids one of their big "Santa" requests along with several other nice, fun gifts. They've never complained and we never have too much junk to fit into their rooms. I find that getting purposeful gifts means more to the kids and makes me less twitchy with toy organization. By purposeful gifts, I mean games the family can play, books the kids can read, toys that require mind and imagination (not batteries). One of the kids favorite past time activities is reading. For the past couple years, I have gotten the kids a gift bag full of books. Many of the books are purchased second hand (in like new condition). The kids LOVE them! Last year the books were paired with a cozy blanket. This year, they will be given along with a Mickey/Minnie coffee mug. We went to Disney World in May for the first time as a family and the mugs will serve as a little reminder of our trip.

For gifts beyond our kids, well, we just give to very few. Does that make us Grinch-ish?? Well, I hope not. We find that we could get really bogged down in the "have to" of Christmas. We choose not to. We choose to give to those in need as we can, we choose to give to our parents and nephews, we give to teachers, and a close friend or two. It mainstreams our budget, and we're giving from the heart, not just a desire to keep up with the others.

And, can I be honest? My kids have been a little selfish when talking about gifts for themselves and showing jealousy when the other is talking about a gift they want to receive. It's been driving me bonkers. They are both influenced by kids at school and I often find that it greatly affects their behavior. I am thankful that they are home for Christmas break. My sweet kids who will play games together should be making an appearance any day now.

Merry Christmas friends. I pray you see the spirit of Christmas, I pray you embody the spirit of Christmas and share it with those around you.

Beginning Anew

2011-12-04T17:53:00.001-08:00

The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord. Psalm 37:23

being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus Philippians 1:6

My husband is one of the most hard working and dedicated people I know. The past two years he has been involved in an intense ministry training program at a very large church. My husband worked a strenuous job for 40 hours a week and would find himself serving an additional 20 hours a week at church. It has been a very big commitment on his part and many nights he would come home absolutely exhausted. Many nights I would wish he were home to help with the kids, but he would be serving at church.

About a month ago he found out about the possibility of a position opening up at church. While cautiously optimistic, we were both excited about the possibility. When he was asked for his resume, we were both nervous. Though this is something he was working towards, he was cautious about the timing, if he had enough knowledge, and honestly, if the pay would be sufficient for our family.

As the interview process progressed our nerves would waver between calm and frazzled. We both were confident that the manager saw enough ability in Scott and that they felt he would be a great addition to their team. We still had no clue what the position would pay. It was like God was getting us to this point of complete trust. Like in Matthew 14 where Jesus is telling Peter to step out of the boat and "Come." He was wanting us to step out of the boat with our eyes focused on Him, not a financial number. What joy and freedom we felt. The closer to receiving a job offer, we both felt peace. No matter what the number, we would follow thru. God was faithful to bring us to this point, it was our job to show faithfulness to Him. Kind of a "put your money where your mouth is" moment.

Once Scott received the job offer and benefits package we were thrilled. God provided. Yes, the number is less than Scott made at his other job, but it's enough. God is faithful to meet our needs. Last week, Scott began work as Production Systems Coordinator at our church. He is so thankful and I am happy to have a husband who loves his job. Though, he did begin working at the busiest time of year for our church. I know there will be times when the church will win out over family time. I know that our Christmas schedule will be a little different this year. I know our Sundays will be incredibly long. But I also know what it looks like to see my husband be still enough to listen and hear when he heard God telling him "Come."

Conference.. Round Two

2011-11-07T17:43:00.000-08:00

I attend a rather large church. And I love it. At first, I wasn't sure how, or if, I would fit into a place so large (about 16,000 attend each Sunday), but I now know I do. And I'm thankful.

On Sept 30-Oct1 our church held it's annual ReCreate women's conference. A perk to attending a large church is the ability to obtain amazing talent for special events. This year was no exception. Now, I'll be honest, when I heard the names of the speakers, I did not know who they were (with the exception of our pastor) and I never looked them up prior to the event. I am glad. It would have been like trying to peek at a Christmas present too soon. I went to the conference with no preconceived notions nor did I have any expectations. I went open, ready to enjoy myself, and receive anything God had to offer.

The first speaker was this cute little Aussie named Christine Caine. She works with Hillsong and travels the globe speaking. I must say, I loved her story. I loved her passion. I was truly blessed by what she had to say. She reminded us that in order for us to go out and do God's work, that we must be strengthen our core. That we need to make sure that we are strong enough to fight the fight because when we are sent by God, a battle will ensue.

She also taught us about an organization she began out of a desperation to help those held captive in the sex slave industry. Christine's organization, A21 Campaign helps women escape the sex slave industry. It is not easy. These women, once sold, have a hard time trusting in good people. They have a hard time seeing God as faithful and loving. But, they do. They learn to trust, they learn to help others in their situation, the learn that God does love them and that evil is not of God. I would encourage you to look into this organization. Sex slaves are not only sold and traded overseas, this happens in the US too. It happens in my city and in yours. Though, not always on the nightly news, it's happening at an alarming rate.

Another speaker from our event was Kerri Weems. I so enjoyed her sweet spirit, her honesty, and her teaching. She spoke of Samuel in Judges. Samuel had a plan for his life given to him, but he chose to go about his life in a much different way. She taught how Plan B is not God's Plan A for our lives. When we know what we are to do, we just choose to go about it our way, it's not the right way. God's Plan A for our lives is so much better than we could ever imagine, we just have to trust and obey.

The final speaker was our very own Pastor Chris Hodges. To hear this man speak is to hear his passion for God. The fact that he chose to attend the conference and speak to the women of his church was great. His words are always so meaningful to me. I am thankful to be under his teaching. Two years ago when we were preparing to leave our church home of 12 years, I was concerned about not feeling "at home" in another church. I now do. I am thankful for the love that is poured into those in attendance.

So, that was our weekend in a nutshell. A lot was given to us at once, but a lot is expected of us always. Well, we did have some time to laugh and have fun a little. Check this out...

A conference... or two...

2011-10-25T15:14:00.000-07:00

In September, I was very fortunate to attend two amazing conferences for women. I learned much in those two weekends, much of which I am still pondering. I attended with friends new and old. I laughed, may have shed a tear, and learned more about who God created me to be.

The first conference I attended was the dotMom event that was hosted by Lifeway. I didn't know what to expect. I think going in without expectations is sometimes a good thing. That way, the ever pessimist I am will not be disappointed. Can I just say that this conference rocked my world??!?!

It challenged me as a woman, a mother, and wife, and friend. I went with a dear friend who I have known for many years, Brandi (yes, her name is Brandi. Yes, it was annoying being introduced to each others friends all weekend. But I love her and it's so worth it.) She invited me. She met many of the "cool" bloggy moms a year prior to the dotMom event and some of the ever cool bloggy peeps were at the conference. We (meaning me because Brandi already knew them) were able to meet the ever popular BooMama and Big Mama. Also at the event were Priscilla Shirer, Vicki Courtney , Angela Thomas, and Angie Smith. I know, right?? And there were MANY, MANY more. The price for the event was low, especially considering how many wonderful, spirit filled speakers were there!

The premise for the event was that many break out sessions were offered and we chose which four we wanted to attend over the two day event. Brandi and I sat in on some great sessions, but one of my favorites was with Jean Castille who spoke on marriages. She and her husband help couples learn to build strong, God filled marriages. Many of the things she shared spoke to me. I'll have to share more at a later time... a bloggy post all it own.

Another favorite was with the David Thomas, Sissy Goff, and Melissa Trevathan titled Modern Parents, Vintage Values. I ended up buying books from all of them, including Wild Things: Art of Nurturing Boys, Raising Girls, and Modern Parents Vintage Values. Can I just say, they have given me so much insight on my children. They have opened up ideas for me on how I want to raise my children. If you have kids, I recommend these books. Great reads. Next year, David and Sissy will be headliners for the dotMom event and I cannot wait!

It was a great weekend. If you're in the southern region and are interested, sign up for the event in Sept 2012. You will NOT be disappointed. Bring your friends, your small group, your church. It'll rock your world... in a good way.

For the second conference I attended in Sept.... well, you'll have to wait. It too is a bloggy post all it's own.

And she's gone.

2011-10-05T16:37:00.000-07:00

My friend and neighbor moved away about a month ago. My heart still aches. My kids still are sad over the loss of playmates and best friends.

We've lived across the street from one another for 11 years. We shared life. She had a baby, then I had a baby, then she had another baby, and I had another baby. Our babies grew up to be great friends and often spent the afternoons at her house or mine.

My friend was always there with a forgotten ingredient I needed at the last minute. A cup of coffee. And we enjoyed many trips shopping and laughing. I will miss her. I do miss her.

It was about a year and a half ago when she told me her husband got another job and it would require a move out of state. My heart skipped a beat when she told me, but I knew, as did she, that God was preparing them for a move. Now, neither one of us thought that it would take so long for her house to sell, but I am thankful for the extra time. Once the house sold, she was ready to go and I was ok with saying good bye.

You know, that's the funny thing. That, while she is gone and not a part of my everyday life, I am at peace. I know that my friend and her family have followed the path that God has set before them. It is such a great feeling knowing that they stepped out on faith and moved to another state. So far, they have been so happy with their move, their new home and schools. That makes me happy too. I love to talk to her and hear how well the kids are adjusting, how much they love their new area.

There is peace even in the uncertainty when following the will of God. Now, that is free indeed.

But whoever listens to me will dwell safely, and will be secure, without fear of evil Proverbs 1:33

Now, my daughter gets to learn how to continue a long distance friendship, well, me too. My friend is worth the effort. I am looking forward to visiting her soon. Our girls cannot wait to see one another again. That will be so sweet!

School Bell

2011-08-07T17:43:00.000-07:00

School begins this week. I'm not ready.

I feel like summer is getting shorter and shorter and my time with my kids is less and less. I love my kids... even when they're driving me bananas and I need space. I like being with them. I like knowing their thoughts and feelings. I like watching them grow into big kids, though it seems like our transition from little kid to big kid is somewhat slow. :)

"School" around our house can sometimes be equated to a four letter dirty word. It can lead to fear of the unknown in my daughter. She tends to fret over little things and can make them into big things... like me. Once she has made her friend and has something to look forward to each day, school becomes much easier. Thankfully, she is very excited about her teacher this year, so I pray that those random tummy aches caused by nervousness and anxiety will not occur.

My dear son does not like school. He does not like waking up, he does not like going to school, he does not like being at school. We try not to mention school around him too much because it can cause a major shutdown if we do. He is ADHD and quirky to boot. Sometimes being a friend comes very hard for him. Sitting in a desk for long periods of time is difficult. He is bored if he is "learning" something he already knows. He is smart, but doesn't like to work. School gives him major stress. I'm not sure if it all of the expectation that is put on him to behave and perform is the root of his stress, but that is my guess.

Each morning they leave, I hold my breath. I pray that nerves are calmed and stress is relieved. I miss them when they are away from me. I am almost giddy with joy when it is time to pick them up at the end of the day. I love to hear about their day. My daughter fills me in on every last detail, my son grunts and says he forgot about his day.

I am not looking forward to homework. I am not looking forward to the rush of after school activities. I am looking forward to weekends. I think during summer, we are slack about making family time. During school, we are busy so we make a point to do things as a family. We love our weekends and take full advantage. We love popcorn and a movie snuggled on the couch. We love a walk thru a historic park. We love kid dates.

Last year, I had an ice cream sundae party in the driveway on the first day of school. My kids have asked if we're doing it again. Guess we have the beginnings of a new family tradition. Do you do anything special on the first day of school?

If Only... then...

2011-08-03T14:29:00.000-07:00

If only I had all my ducks in a row...
If only we were debt free...
If only my children were better behaved....
If only I had less junk and more "good" stuff....
If only I didn't lose my temper so much...
If only I exercised more...
If only I were a better housekeeper...
If only I were more kind to those around me...

Then.... then.... then.... what?

Would life be better? Or would it be filled with more if onlys?

I am learning that I don't have to get my act together before I encounter God. I don't have to seek perfection that I will never find. I can come to Him dirty, full of sin and frustrations, and exhaustion. He can clean me, restore me, and give me rest. He will set my paths straight... if only I allow Him.

“Come to me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28)

"I know the plans I have for you..."

2011-05-09T14:23:00.000-07:00

Jeremiah 29:11

This bible verse can be found everywhere and on anything. I have seen it on cards, art work, coffee mugs, calendars, etc. After seeing this particular verse so many times, one can become numb to the words and message. I know I was.

A couple weeks ago, I was sitting in church and this verse, along with others was discussed. The story used was the one of Abram and Sarai, later their names were changed to Abraham and Sarah. They both desperately wanted to be parents, but they never were able to conceive. After coming to the realization that she would never be a mother, Sarai sent her maid servant to her husband for him to sleep with. The maid servant became pregnant with a son. Abraham and Sarah were not patient with God's plan. The Lord had told them both that they would conceive a son, but they waited a long time and still no baby. Sarah decided to rush God's plan along and have her husband sleep with another woman and have a child. Many trials and tribulations occurred due to their inability to wait on God's plan.God was faithful to His promise and allowed Abraham and Sarah, in their very old age, to become parents.

Often I feel like Sarah in that I tend to try to rush along God's plan. I know that the Lord is leading our family to a place of ministry, but I would rather us be there sooner instead of later. I am not honoring the time in between the now and then. I find myself giving my husband job openings for positions that he is not quite ready for at this time. I am learning that if I try to get him to jump into something that God is not calling him for, then I am interfering with God's plan for Scott and creating more strife amongst our family.

I can have a tendency to long for "what's next" and ignoring the here and now. I am finding in doing so, I am not honoring God's plan, I am more focusing on Brandi's plan. Hearing this story I have heard hundreds of times hit me harder than I would have expected. I know that God has plans for our family, I know that I need to be strong enough to lay my wants and desires and His feet and follow the path He has laid before me.

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11

Time Stood Still

2011-05-03T06:47:00.000-07:00

I live in Alabama. Many communities in my state were recently destroyed by tornadoes that ripped thru Alabama on April 27th. Homes were hit, cars tossed like Hot Wheels, people laying dead in the rubble. Watching the footage from my home breaks my heart.

We were fortunate. Our area was spared. The neighborhood I grew up in was not so lucky. Many homes were destroyed. These home were very old and had no basements. I can only pray those in those homes survived, but the reality is that many did not.

The death toll is rising daily. This tornado pass is now in the record books for the most touchdowns of a single tornado, over 200 times this fury of wind met the ground. Any thing in it's path is now gone. It is difficult to put into words the depths of sorrow and pain in the state of Alabama.

Though it is without a doubt a terrible time for those here, we have seen miracles. We have seen people from all over our state and many throughout our country send supplies, workers, prayers, money to help strangers. I had the opportunity to collect items from many that I know and donate to Christian Service Mission. This organization is serving as the central hub for donations and volunteers in Birmingham. Supplies come in, are sorted and immediately sent out to areas all over our state. It is beautiful to see the body of Christ come together, and so beautiful to see people meeting the needs of strangers. This is what we are here for people, not to win the race of who has the most toys at the end of our life, but to help our brother and sister in times of need.

It is my prayer that in the weeks and months to come to desire to volunteer and serve others does not fizzle. The quote that I am seeing most often on facebook is that "this is a marathon, not a sprint." These people will need help for a long time to come. Many of the tornadoes hit in very poor communities and lack of insurance will be a problem in rebuilding homes and lives. It is our job to help them.

If you are reading this and want to help but are not local, please consider a donation to the Christian Service Mission. I can promise you that everything given is being used to meet immediate needs of those displaced. If a donation is not something you can do, please pray for them. I am concluding with a video of one of the hardest hit areas. Please watch.

More of Less

2011-03-21T11:57:00.000-07:00

My American dream no longer consists of getting more. I do not desire a bigger house. I do not desire the sportiest vehicle. I do not dream of bigger closets and endless shopping trips.

In fact, I desire much less than what I currently have. We recently had a garage sale to get rid of some of our excess and I have more boxes of things I plan to donate. Cleaning out makes me happy, but it also makes me sad. Each item I get rid of represents money I have spent. When I load up the boxes for donation, I do not see a pretty picture to hang, I see money that I could have saved. I no longer see pretty shirts in the donation pile, I see hard earned money easily given away.

While it does make me sad to see some of my poor choices sold for $1 each or loaded up to give way, I am thankful. I am thankful that I no longer am a slave to my possessions. I am thankful that my desire for less has me shopping less. I am thankful that when I do shop I find only what is necessary and I am able to walk away from things that will only clutter my home.

I want less house. I always find myself looking at real estate online. Now, we are not ready to move from our current house, but we know that when we do move our priorities of what is necessary in our future home are less. Our house now is not big by any means, but it is not what I want. I want a home that has character and has large shared family spaces and not necessarily large bedrooms. I want the spaces that my friends and family gather to be adequate and comfortable.

I like looking around my home and knowing that I could do without any of my possessions. It is freeing to know that having less does not mean being without. I have a long way to go but I know that I am on a great path. I am excited when I taking things out of our home. I think living in a different home would be a fun adventure for my family.

So, at the moment, we are learning to live with less and are gaining so much more. Our perspective on many things has changed and it's a very good thing.

Choose Joy

2011-03-01T14:43:00.000-08:00

There are many days where it takes effort to "choose joy".

I am learning that the effort is so worth it. I want to get a big painted sign to hang in my kitchen that reads "Choose Joy" so that on those mornings when I feel ready to explode I can read my simple reminder. I am learning that the craziness of our morning routine is largely due to my reaction to any given situation. Lack of sleep and strong desire for coffee also lend themselves to my demise in the morning. Working on the sleep, love the coffee too much to give it up.

Some days you will actually hear me walking around muttering "choose joy" "choose joy" "choose joy". I think, more than anything, it causes me to pause a moment and distract myself from the situation. Then I can better assess the moment and give a more appropriate response. Do I always do this? Umm, no, but when I do, I see a difference.

More often than not, I feel that there is much too much tension in our home. For us, this stems from too much TV, too much foods that are unhealthy for us, not enough outside play, and my biggie, a messy house. When all of these things occur they seem to occur at the same time and it's never good. I have a hard time choosing joy in moments when I am stepping over the 10th pile of laundry or when I see my ADHD son grab a snack that I know will spark a sugar induced fit. But, when I am better at planning my moments, my day seems to smooth out a little better and choosing joy is not so hard.

At this very moment, our TV is off, my children enjoyed after school snacks of fresh fruit, and homework was completed without tears. My daughter needs a little extra help in math so I bought a homeschool workbook and we are doing some homeschool math after school. She is doing so well! I love seeing little light bulbs go off in her head. My son is working in an old math workbook just for fun. He didn't want his sister to feel alone in doing math.

In the moment, it is simple for me to choose joy. At bedtime it may be a different story, but for now, I seek the joy filled moments of this time. I savor the laughs of my children. I look forward to serving them a healthy meal before we jet off to take my girl to dance class. I smile in these moments and choose joy.

Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

From a distance...

2011-02-16T19:05:00.000-08:00

From where I sit I see others laughing, sharing silly secrets, talking about shared moments. I am not privy to their conversation.

I am a sidelines person. I am one who is called in when needed, but once the play is over I am sent back to the sidelines.

In a group, I am one to make a silly comment to make others laugh. I appear confident when speaking to others. I am not. I know that my silly comments will make you smile and it may make you like me. It may keep you from talking to me, but me being awkward, I can never tell.

It's not my fault, I say to my husband, that those at our new church choose to not talk to me or be my friend. They're the ones not talking to me, not making an effort to get to know me. It's been a year. Deep down, I know that it is my fault. I do not try enough to build those bridges. I close doors that I never knew were open.

So, I keep my distance. I'll smile and laugh and may make you do the same. I'll probably not call because I am not sure that you'll answer and when you do answer are you disappointed its me? I'll tell you that we should really get together but probably will not because what if you say no or have something else you would rather do?

No, I guess my place is on the sidelines for now. I think God is bringing me to a place where I am to rely on Him more than my husband or my family or a friend.

Whoever loves a pure heart and gracious speech will have the king as a friend. Proverbs 22:11

For since our friendship with God was restored by the death of his Son while we were still his enemies, we will certainly be saved through the life of his Son. Romans 5:10

Pillow Talk

2011-02-09T12:00:00.000-08:00

Scott and I never seem to make it to our bed before 10:30pm. He is much more of a night owl and I just like being close to him, so I stay awake much later than I prefer.

But it can be SO worth it!

Some nights, that is where we talk about stuff. Once the lights are off and we are snuggled under our comfy covers, we talk. About our day. About the kids. About a future situation. Anything. We talk.

Scott is not much of a talker about stuff in general, so I take advantage of the opportunity and let him share whatever is on his mind. It's really great, we never stray too far from the main topic. We never talk about something tense and accusatory. More often than not, we end up laughing so much we have tears and we fear we will wake the kids across the hall.

He may not realize it, but those silly little talks before bedtime are some of the sweetest moments for me. I drift off to sleep with a smile on my face knowing that my husband is a true treasure. We always snuggle a little closer after our pillow talk moments too, and that is never a bad thing. I daily thank God for His blessing of my sweet husband.

Seeking God

2011-02-04T06:32:00.000-08:00

It was about this time last year that I attended a (very) small ladies weekend retreat. When I say small, I mean it. There were only about 13 of us in a big open and cold YMCA cabin. We were 13 women from very different walks of life and we all had a story. We all had junk. Baggage.

A friend who was with me likened our group to a Dr. Phil house, where we're all messed up and all trying to get help. While I laughed at the image, I felt that it was very accurate. We were in very different stages of our story. Some had issues with sexual abuse and immorality in youth, some had husbands who strayed, some saw death much closer and real than they should when they were a teen. Scary, heavy stuff.

The topic of the weekend was facing our fears. Before we met as a group, we never thought the fears we faced were also the same fears faced by other women.

At this weekend retreat, I was asked to lead a morning devotion. I was scared to death! My initial reaction was NO, I am so not qualified to lead anyone in biblical discussion. I did not know enough to speak intelligently. Many of the women present went to bible college and had theological backgrounds. Here I was, a girl who did not grow up in church, who did not read my bible, who knew nothing that I could share with those who were (are) much smarter than me.

I am so glad I did not listen to me. I prayed about leading the devotion. I asked God if I was good enough to speak about His word. Over several days and many prayers I had this one verse that kept coming to mind. I mean, this verse would not go away. It popped into my head at random times and I knew that this is what God wanted me to share with these women.

"You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart." Jeremiah 29:13

This verse, of course, comes after the ever familiar Jeremiah 29:11 "I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you.... " I love that verse, but there is something about reading on a little further that I love so much.

The words of Jeremiah 29:13 remind me that God is there and waiting, but He wants my whole heart. He doesn't want, nor does he deserve, my leftovers. I am a busy mom, wife, employee, friend. I should not let those things interfere with my need and desire to fully seek God. He has plans for me, yes, but those plans will only be revealed when I seek His face with all my heart. I can't do this life on my own. I fail, but in seeking Him, I will succeed. Mind you, it will be success by His standards, not the worlds, and I am ever so thankful for that.

I closed my devotion time with this verse. I think that this is the reward we get in seeking God with all our heart.

"I have sought your face with all my heart; be gracious to me according to your promise." Psalm 119:58

I am glad that I stepped out of myself and shared with others. I didn't feel qualified, but God saw to it that I was prepared.

Better and Worse

2011-02-02T18:51:00.000-08:00

I was 19 when I married my husband. Young? Yes. Prepared? No. Though, we knew we wanted to be married, I don't think either one of us thought we would get married as young as we did. I needed to get away from an unhealthy home life and we moved up our wedding date.

There are so many things we didn't know about married life. We both worked full time, we bought a home instead of taking a honeymoon, we moved to a new area where we knew no one. We fought. A lot. He spent time on hobbies, and I sat home jealous and angry. I wasn't sure we would make it.

I am thankful we did.

Many years ago, in candid conversation with my husband, I asked him if he thought God brought us together, if we were the ones for each other. He said no. I was heartbroken. At the time, he believed that God was too big and had too many plans to only have one specific person in mind for marriage. He felt that God would see that His plan could be accomplished with whomever we chose.

At the time, our marriage may not have been in the best state. Our relationship with God was not a top priority, though we were committed to Him and church service. We were struggling in lots of different areas in our marriage and lives in general.

My, what a difference a few years makes. Today, we are both much more committed to our relationship to God. We have much more of a relationship with Him than serving to fulfill a duty. Our marriage is stronger than ever. We laugh, we talk, we work to see the other succeed.

And, my sweet husband has changed his tune about God's plan in selecting a mate. Several months ago, he approached me out of the blue and said he was wrong when he made his statement years ago. He has learned that God is much too intentional in our lives and that, yes, he feels that God did select me for him all those years ago.

To walk down the path of our lives and to know he is by my side gives me great joy. I know that there will be rocks and I know that there will be slippery spots, but knowing that we can help each other up and be unscathed is a good feeling.

Sugar and Spice

2011-01-26T18:55:00.000-08:00

I have a daughter. I adore my daughter.

I do not, however, adore the way little girls are growing up much quicker than they are ready. My little girl is nine and in so many ways still a little girl. She plays with Barbies, she asked for a new American Girl doll for Christmas, she is silly and laughs, and could not care less about her clothes or hair.

She is also growing more independent and mature. She is thoughtful, she is helpful in completing chores, she is learning how to be a better example for her brother. She comes to talk to me when she is concerned about a situation with a friend. She wants to talk to a neighbor about Jesus.

Recently, she had a sleepover with a friend from school. This friend normally doesn't play with Barbies. But she spent hours playing in Abby's room. She talked about friends in class (fourth grade mind you) "dating" and being "dumped". What?? Really?

Sadly, I am learning that this is all too common. It breaks my heart the kids are growing up so fast. It saddens me even more when I see parents encouraging this behavior. Parents find it cute that their little one has a boy/girlfriend. Parents buy clothes that are a little too grown up for their daughters. Parents allow their girls to wear make up way too early.

Why push our kids to adulthood so quickly? If we rush them to grow up now, what is there to look forward to when they are teenagers? Earlier this school year, I passed our middle school as students were arriving for their homecoming dance. The girls were dressed fit for a high school prom and I even passed a LIMO as it was dropping off kids! A limo! For 7th graders? WHY?

I parent my child for the age she is and she knows what we will and will not allow in our home. She gets to be a little girl for such a short time, I want her to enjoy every moment. Actually, her school has had dances for her grade. She has not attended and she knows that she will not be allowed to attend in the future. I think it sends the wrong message to kids. Schools are quick to address promiscuity in students, yet encourage kids to attend dances beginning at age nine.

Parents have the right and responsibility to say NO to these things. We do not have to force our kids to grow up. It is ok for boys and girls to play with toys. It's ok for them to want to play outside and use their imagination. It's ok for them to wear clothes that are appropriate for their age. It's ok for them not to watch the shows on tv that portray teen situations such as kissing and dating. It's ok to say no to these things and many more.

I love that Abby is still a little girl. I love that she wants me to fix her hair. I love that she wants me to sing her a bedtime song, even when she has a friend sleep over. I am thankful that I get to be her mommy.

Clean Sweep

2011-01-22T19:54:00.000-08:00

As January is winding down, the inevitable has happened. I am on my purge-the-house-from-clutter kick. It always happens. At the beginning of each year (and sporadically throughout the year) I have this obsessive need to get rid of stuff.

The pretty space fillers that collect dust no longer hold the appeal they once did.
The shirt I was so certain I would wear ends up in the pile because honestly, I never liked it in the first place.
The shoes that were funky cool are gone because I am more simple than funky when it comes to fashion.
The craft supplies I bought last year for a project I never got around to are also headed to the pile.

Clutter drives me crazy, yet my home seems to always be filled with such. This year, though, I decided to take my purge one step further. I cleaned out closets. I mean all of the closets. And kitchen cabinets. And all of the little places clutter likes to hide. I wanted it all to be clutter free.

When someone visits my home, they are always (well, mostly) welcomed to a neat and tidy home. I just always prayed no one opened a closet or my laundry room to see where I stashed my junk to make sure that the outward appearance looked nice. As long as no one was looking past the surface of my home, I was good. My home is two stories and I may or may not have been know to make the downstairs presentable and neglect upstairs if I knew for a fact I could keep my guest from venturing up.

As I was on my quest to declutter my closets, I giggled a bit. I realized that I was living a metaphor for my spiritual life. So often, I made sure that I presented myself as good church girl who loved the Lord and that I had all my ducks in a row. When, in all actuality, what was inside was a big jumbled mess that I hid from others. As long as no one looked too deep, they would never know.

This year, I have committed to grow closer to God. With His help, I can clean out my mess. And I see progress, just like I have seen progress in my home. It is slow, and just when I think I'm almost done, there's always one more drawer to clean out. And, I am ever thankful that this is something I do not have to do on my own.

So, if you're ever in my home, I hope that when you open the closets, you will see less clutter and mess. Next time we have a conversation, I hope that you see me for me and understand that while I'm messy, I'm in the process of getting declutterd. That, my friend, is a good thing.

Growing Pains

2011-01-10T19:10:00.000-08:00

I do not set resolutions for myself at the beginning of each year.

I do have goals, though. Are they different from one another? Maybe, maybe not.

Remember when I told you that for 2010 I chose the word commit as my direction for the year? And well, the word, while not always on the forefront of my mind, it was something that I believe I did achieve. I feel more committed to my family more than ever. While there are areas I would like to improve, I feel much more focused.

Thinking on a word that would sum up my goal for 2011 I kept coming to the word Grow. No, I do not physically want to grow, but in so many other areas, I would love to see growth in my life.

I want to grow in my relationship with God. I have never really taken time to daily read my bible because I always hear about how quiet time should be first thing in the morning in order for it to be effective. So, I often feel that I fail before I even begin because my body is not wired to wake up early and absorb anything I read in my bible before the sun rises. But, I sit in carpool line for about 25 mins each weekday and guess what, I can read then and absorb what I read and get excited! I can read in my chair while my children play or are asleep and I can chase "rabbits" while I read and want to learn more.

I think letting go of the expectation that reading a bible can only be done first thing in the morning is incredibly freeing. So, with my new found freedom, I pray for growth.

It is also my prayer to continue in growing relationships with my children. I feel that in the past year I am closer to my children than I really ever have been. They are a true joy and I do long to spend time with them. I pray that I can share more of God's love with them in ways that they can truly understand.

This year has brought on many changes for my relationship with Scott. We have faced new hurdles. Some we've sailed over, some we've knocked down. I always want our relationship to be one of continual growth. As we change, may our marriage change too.

And friends. I want to grow towards true, honest friendships. I do not like surface relationships, I much prefer ones with a little depth. I want to have friends who want to grow with me.

So, a few areas where I would like to grow this year. May seem very similar to my commit year, but I feel that in growth, I want to take everything and take it one step further. I do not expect it to be easy, in fact, I am certain there will be growing pains. It's all part of the process, though.

Shack on the Rocks

2011-01-04T19:27:00.000-08:00

I've had a couple people comment on the name of my blog, Shack on the Rocks. When I began my bloggy page I thought long and hard on a name. I wanted it to be something that spoke of me and something cute and fun (because I am cute and fun). One night, I was singing the Casting Crowns song American Dream to myself (because if I sang to others it would not be pretty). A line in the song states, "He used to say, "Whoever dies with the most toys wins" But if he loses his soul, what has he gained in the end I'll take a shack on the rock over a castle in the sand."

It took me a long time to get in a place in life where I was not trying to get the most toys and learn that a shack on the rocks is much more stable than a castle in the sand. I will not say that I never want for things because that would be a lie, but I have learned what is most important in my life and a huge house with the newest SUV in the garage is no longer on my list.

We've been in our home almost 11 years. It is a nice home in a swim and tennis community. Understand, my home is the smallest home in my community, but there are some really big ones towards the back of my neighborhood. I was excited moving here, but always thought that we would eventually "trade up" to one of the homes in the back. I spent years pining for a bigger home with more this and more that.

God really convicted me. He provided this great home for my family and here I was telling God that it wasn't enough. How dare I tell the King of Kings that he did not do a good enough job providing for my family?

"Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have because God has said, "Never will I leave you. Never will I forsake you." Hebrews 13:5

So, I have since much changed my tune. Now, I do what I can in my home to make it nice and comfortable for my family. I do not shy away from entertaining due to lack of space (because God gave me this home and a desire to welcome others in my home). I do not desire a larger home. I drive an old minivan. I shop at thrift stores and off department store clearance racks for clothes for my family.

I am ever thankful for my Shack on the Rocks. It is my prayer and hope that we are also building strong children who love the Lord amidst our rocks.

A Chapter Ends

2010-12-31T06:31:00.000-08:00

On this New Year's Eve I guess it's a time of reflection and looking forward. This year held many good moments. This year held many changes. This year went by much faster than I would like.

My family changed in many ways this year. My husband has taken steps great and small towards a career change. My daughter overcame fears of a different school and has found that she can adapt in a new environment. My son received an adhd/odd diagnosis and we have been making huge strides in helping him find a routine where he can succeed. Me, well, I've had my hand in a little bit of all of the above. I am working part time, I am caring for my home, and I am the support staff for my family. And this year, I learned that just supporting my family is an ok thing.

At the beginning of 2010, the challenge was given to select a word that I would use to define my year. I chose the word commit. And, while the word, honestly, was not on the forefront of my mind throughout the year, I think that my year did show great commitment. There are many other areas where I could commit more, but I think that I am making progress.

This year, I adopted a bible verse as my life verse. When facing behavioral challenges with my son, I had great fear of what life was going to look like for him and the rest of my family. I came across a verse I had underlined in my bible and it was a sweet whisper and loud yell of words of encouragement for me.

" Do not be afraid of them. Remember the Lord, who is great and awesome and fight for your brothers, your sons, your daughters, your wives and your homes." Nehemiah 4:14

This verse has given me strength when I thought I had none. It has driven me to fight for those in my family. It reminds me that I can only fight my fight and not those of others.

This year, it was a good one. It was a year of recommitting to my family. Understanding where our family is directed helps our focus. Thankful I get to be a part of this silly little group.

Joy in the Mundane

2010-12-21T19:16:00.000-08:00

So, I have seen many around bloggy land joining the wonderfully talented Ann Voskamp in Counting Their Blessings. I do love reading about others finding joy in a life that many would think mundane. If we do not see our little moments as blessings, then life can tend to bog us down. So, instead, find joy.

Ok, I think I'll take a post to share joy in my mundane.

My children share joy and excitement as they wake up each morning and go on an elf hunt

I love to bake a new, healthier treat and my family likes it (and asks me to make it again)

Watching my dogs sleep at my feet

Knowing I have a husband who pitches in when he sees I am at my wits end

Listening to my husband laugh

The smell of fresh, clean linens on my bed

My first cup of morning coffee in my Tinkerbell mug

Being mom to a sweet, thoughtful, talented little girl

Laughing with my friend and treasuring our time before she moves 6 hours away

Knowing I have a trip to Walt Disney World booked (Henry's first trip)

The sound of the garage door and knowing that Daddy is home

The smell of coffee as it brews

Being a mom to a busy, smart, funny, silly little boy

Eating dinner with my family at our table every night

Sunshine on a cold winter day

Giving Christmas gifts to others

Connecting with old friends and knowing we've become more alike as we aged

Being married to my best friend

Listening to the radio and a song from when I was young comes on and I sing loudly (off key)

Reading my bible and seeing little snippets of exactly what God wants me to see

Having a friend who even though we do not see each other often, we know that we're always there for one another, love you B

Knowing my son is always good for a random hug

Having a little girl who laughs and giggles often

Looking at my husband in the eyes and knowing what he's thinking

Standing at church on Sunday morning and worshiping with strangers and those with familiar faces

There's just a snippet of my mundane that gives me joy. Silly and strange though they may be, they make me smile.

Christmas in our home

2010-12-17T11:51:00.000-08:00

I do love Christmas. I love the decorations. I love the baking. I love that my kids are home with me for two weeks. I love shopping and giving a great gift.

I do not rush to put up my decorations. I savor the time of Thanksgiving, THEN I put out my Christmas decorations. I love Christmas trees. I have two, one for the kids and one that is a little more formal. If I had room, I would have several more. Scott does not share my passion for multiple trees.

Christmas in my home looks like Christmas in many other homes. We have little one who write letters to Santa. We have elf "friends" who wreak havoc during the month of December. We make cookies for Santa and we sprinkle reindeer food. Does that make me a bad Christian? Certainly hope not.

We also spend time talking about the birth of Jesus. We read the Christmas story from the book of Luke. We spend time on Christmas day praying and thanking God for sending Jesus for our redemption. Since we are attending a new church, we will attend a new Christmas celebration as a family. We love those around us and do what we can to help those in need.

While our home does have Santa in our Christmas mix, he is not the main focus. It is something more fun for our kids. We never taunt our children with threats of calls to Santa to help improve poor behavior. We do not stand in lines for hours on end to take overpriced pictures with a mall Santa. If we come across a free Santa with a short line, we may venture over.

We enjoy Christmas as a family. We love to spend time watching old Christmas shows, wrapping gifts, and baking yummy treats. One of new traditions that we have began the last couple years is that our little family of four goes to eat at a Chinese restaurant on Christmas day. My kids LOVE it. It has become a fun, silly little thing we do and the kids have already started asking if we were eating out this year. We spend our Christmas opening presents, eating a yummy breakfast, spending lots of down time. Then, we get all cleaned up and go out to eat.

What is one of your family favorite traditions on Christmas?

Most wonderful time of the year..

2010-12-11T18:45:00.000-08:00

or is it?

A week ago, I went to a funeral for a friend who felt both physical and emotional pain and thought it best to end her pain. In doing so, she left behind two children and a husband who will always love but never understand.

The same week, I learned that the parent of another friend fell to the same fate. This parent became the fourth in the family line to feel that their way was the best way to end troubles.

Another friend learned of deception by her spouse and is currently fighting for marriage and the life she has known. At the moment, she is not winning either.

A grandfather in my town who cared for his disabled grandson was hit by a car and killed. This happened as he was getting his grandson from the handicapped school bus. Now, who will care for the boy? How can he understand?

Personally, I volley between darkness and light, but learning about the pain of others, who am I to complain?

So, as we celebrate the birth of our Savior we can find light in our own personal darkness. We know that in the birth of Jesus, it is God fulfilling His promise of eternal life. He has truly given the gift of Life with Jesus. It saddens me to see so many suffer.

"Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again; from the depths of the earth you will again bring me up." Psalm 71:20

Our troubles and pain are no surprise for Him, in fact, He knows it will happen.

"... In this world you will have trouble. But take heart, I have overcome the world!" John 16:33

He knew that my friend would have struggles. He knew that a spouse would stray. He knew that I would have dark days. And He knew that a child would be left wondering. These are not a surprise. They are opportunities for His glory. His glory does not always shine in our darkest moments because we do not allow it, but He does give us the chance if we listen.

"He reveals the deep things of darkness and brings utter darkness into the light." Job 12:22

If you are one who doesn't struggle with anything, then this post wasn't entirely intended for you. If you're life is wonderful and this is truly a wonderful time of the year for you, then maybe you can pause to look at those around you. Maybe they are not having a wonderful time and maybe you can be used to lighten their way.

If you do struggle, please know that you are not alone. God loves you and is reaching to you. You just have to reach back and grab hold of His promise.

" The amazing grace of the Master, Jesus Christ, the extravagant love of God, the intimate friendship of the Holy Spirit, be with all of you." 2 Corinthians 13:14

Merry Thanksmas!

2010-11-11T20:17:00.000-08:00

Dear Retailers,

I enjoy Christmas. I enjoy looking at all of the new holiday pretties in the stores. I love listening to Holly Jolly Christmas. I love picking new ornaments for my kids and looking at all of the fun new wrapping paper. Truly, Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year. It makes me smile.

But, why must you rush? Many stores began to display their Christmas elves along with their Halloween skeletons. Not the best combination, don't you think? Why do you even spend time putting out the Pilgrim's and cornucopia? It's as if we are forgetting all about Thanksgiving.

I, for one, love the season of Thanksgiving. I love a time of year dedicated to acknowledging all of our blessings. I love the sentiment of offering thanks to God before we enter a season of giving and receiving. I love planning the goodies I will make to take to my mother in law's home for our Thanksgiving meal. I love that I have a great recipe for dressing that I make each year.

And, so, retailer, I feel that you are skipping a wonderful season each year. We see less and less of Thanksgiving goods and more and more of Christmas. Are you not thankful for the sacrifice of the Pilgrims? Do you really know how much they went thru to even make it to this land? Do you know that most of them did not survive the first winter? Do you realize that the Native Americans, though skeptical at first, came to trust the new strangers? Did you know that because of the Pilgrims that Pocahontas was the first Native to accept Christ as her savior? No? You did not? Well, I'm afraid many others may not if we do not take the time to honor the season of Thanksgiving.

If we do not slow down and remember those before us and the sacrifice that was made for freedom, then their journey was for nothing. So, if you would please, not rush Christmas. You turn Christmas into a frenzied nightmare. But, that's a post for another day...

Thanks for your consideration.
Sincerely, Concern Citizen

My mask

2010-11-07T18:16:00.000-08:00

So, when you do a post about how good things are in your life, it happens.

Things that were once smooth become rough. Where there was joy, there is strife. When you give others your smile, you feel like screaming on the inside. When those around you see your mask and think all is well, you know that it is not.

I have been in this place for a couple weeks, and I want to take off this mask. I feel anger and bitterness over things that I have no control over. I am looking for joy and peace in places that I will not find it. I serve a God who is hunting me down and all but taking me captive for my attention. Every place I look, I see God telling me not to seek comfort in any place but His arms. I am so ready to be there.

" Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. Do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me." Psalm 51:10-11

In my past posts, I talked about seeking rest. I am thankful that God searches me and then I feel conviction for my heart. I am thankful for open arms. I am thankful that I can write my heart and that His mercies are new every morning. In my head, I see a choir of robed cucumbers singing, "My God is a God of second chances." If you have little ones, you may have seen the VeggiTales movie Jonah.

Remember me telling you that my church has a sermon series entitled Masquerade? Today, it concluded. It broke my heart and I am grateful. The message today was about relationships and it was taught by Dr. Les Parrott. Have you heard of him? Great speaker. He spoke words that were meant for me and me alone, I am sure.

"We refuse to wear masks and play games. We don't maneuver and manipulate behind the scenes... Rather, we keep everything we do and say out in the open..." 2Corinthians 4:2

Because of this above verse, I feel it to necessary to be honest with you about where I am instead of writing fluff. I hope that is ok with you.

I'm Busy

2010-10-26T19:28:00.000-07:00

"Sorry, I can't. I'm busy."

"Oh, I am SO busy today. I've got tons of things on my To Do List."

We've all uttered these statements in some form or another in our lifetime. Or we say them daily because our lives are busy. We fill our days with activity for our homes or our kids or chores that need to be completed. We, as a society, are always flitting from one place to the next. We do what's urgent and fill in the gaps when we have time. We make do yet it's never good enough. We give pieces of ourselves to many yet no one gets our whole.

Make. It. STOP.

I am tired of obligations and necessities that "have" to get done in order to meet someone's approval. Tired. Being busy can be destructive and, at the moment, I feel it destroying. When God speaks, He can do so with repetition. Every turn I make, there are sermons at church about chaos in our lives. There are bloggy writers stressing the importance of observing Sabbath. There are songs played on the radio that remind me that rest is good. There are verses in scripture that breathe rest to my soul. Rest. It is good. Busy. It is too much.

Recently, my church did a series entitled Masquerade. The last two sermons in the series have spoken volumes to me and my approach to my life and my family. Part 3 is regarding chaos in our lives and redirecting the focus on the family. Part 4 deals with sin and our approach. It reminds us to not only make Christ our savior, but to make Him LORD of our life. Again, refreshment to my soul. If you get a chance and have some time to kill, go to the website and download the sermons. I would love to know if listen and your thoughts.

I feel like my days are slipping and I am barely hanging on. I work, I take care of my kids, I love my husband, I take my daughter to dance twice a week, I serve at church, I host a small group, etc... Starting to see a pattern... It's all I, I, I... Beginning to understand the root of my trouble.

In doing all of my activities, I wonder how I am impacting my children. Am I telling them to be on the move all the time is normal and healthy? Am I effectively teaching them to love the Lord and to consider others more important than themselves? If I weren't so busy, could I do a better job?

"Careful planning puts you ahead in the long run; hurry and scurry puts you further behind." Proverbs 21:5

I am learning to take a step back. To focus on my family. To say no. To be His hands and feet. What I would love to do is take a year off and step back and regroup. Now, in the way I would like to do this, at the moment, we cannot, but we can take small steps. I am thinking that next year, my kids will not do extracurricular activities. I think that we will spend our time and focus on serving others and giving of ourselves. Does that sound mean that I would not allow my daughter to dance when it is something she loves to do? Does it sound harsh that I will not let me busy boy be in some sort of activity to fill his time?

"Teach us to number our days and recognize how few they are; help us to spend them as we should." Psalm 90:12

Our days are numbers and are few. I want for me and my family to spend them as we should.

Love my Child

2010-10-13T17:51:00.000-07:00

I am the mommy to two kids who, on any given day, are the light of my life. The other days not so given are tough.

My son. Reading my past posts you will see several referring to the challenges of my son. Since birth he has been tough. I love him more than ever, but most days are tough. Last year, he was officially diagnosed with ADHD, though, I could have told you that they day he was born. Over the past year, we have sought counseling help along with medication (not up for debate, so, please don't go there). In talking with his counselor, it was also noted that Henry, along with ADHD, has many symptoms of ODD (oppositional defiance disorder). Again, I so knew that long ago.

We sought help for Henry because he began having all sorts of trouble in school. He was being defiant, would not complete tasks as necessary, sitting still and following instructions were not even on his radar. He did not walk, but bounced everywhere he went. After seeing this at school and noticing his behavior at home decline, we had to do something. He's a smart kid and his bouncing and behavior were effecting his ability to do well in school.

Making the decision to seek help was tough, but I was exhausted and did not know what else to do. Calling a place that has the word "psychiatric" for my then 5 year old was not easy to do. Am I glad I called and got his official diagnosis? Yes. Is life a cake walk now that he's getting counseling and on meds? Absolutely NOT.

Daily life is still a struggle. Henry, in addition to his behavioral issues, also has a very hard time making friends. He just doesn't seem to connect with others like kids normally do. Now, he does not meet a stranger and usually meets kids at the park and other places with ease, but he has a tendency to go off by himself. As a mom, it's hard to watch. He just doesn't connect with his peers. I would love for him to have a friend to play with and to have sleepovers, but right now, he does not. I'm not sure how to help him.

Emotionally, he is immature too, I think. We are in a spell where he will hit the ground and cry like he's two. He's six. Not fun to watch. But, that's where I think the ODD comes in to play. He knows how to push buttons and what triggers will bring on arguments. He acts this way knowing the expected response. I'll be honest, most of the time, he sees what he wants. I try very hard to not react, but I am learning (and failing) daily when it comes to Henry. It is truly moment by moment at our house. And bedtime is precious. When he goes to be on time.

He's a smart kid, loves to learn, loves to play, loves to aggravate, and wants to be a champion skateboarder or BMX racer. He has the best smile and surprises me by sweet moments. He makes me want to pull my hair out. But, he is my son. He is the one chosen by God for me. He is the one who will grow to be a great leader. He will make me proud and break my heart a million times and I will keep coming back for more.

So, if you see a kid like Henry, be patient. Honestly, ADHD is not due to bad parenting. He cannot stop his impulses. These are kids who are like "normal" kids and want to be a part of the world and not spend it in time-out. These are kids who, given the chance, will excel beyond our wildest imaginations. I love my kid and there are many days where I wish he could just stop, but then, that would be changing him. God made him like that and made me strong enough to endure.

Purpose Driven... what??

2010-10-07T20:15:00.000-07:00

If you've ever gone to church, you surely have heard church folk talk about spiritual gifts, or ones calling in life, or purpose. I've heard these catch phrases for some time and, honestly, they make me cringe a little. Not because I disagree with the gifts or purpose... but because I'm not sure where it applies to me.

I am one of those who attends church, serves at church, loves the Lord (though could be loving Him a little more) but feel that I have never found my gift, my calling so to speak. It bugs me. I see these (my spouse being number one) people who are driven towards their calling. They have located their spiritual gift and nothing's gonna stop them. Look out God, here they come!

And then there's me... Reading the fruits of the spirit ( Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self-Control) I feel all nervous and twitchy because I don't know that I possess many of those qualities. Self control tops my "Does Not Have" list for sure.

The whole gift and God's will and purpose for your life stuff is real, but again, I feel like I was left out of that one too. Really, what am I here to do? I cook and clean and clean and cook, I chauffeur, I grocery shop, I do laundry... really, I think you get the picture. So, is that why I am here? To ensure my kids have a decent meal and clean clothes? To be here at night with the kids while Daddy is out for his class? Really? What's earth shattering and life changing about that??

Though the list of spiritual fruits is lovely and something I should really strive harder to embody, I am slowly (read molasses slow) learning my purpose. I am learning that, yes, I am here to feed my kids and clean my home. I am here to support my husband as he is fulfilling his calling. I am here to teach and to learn and to grow. I am here to mess up and to learn from those mistakes. I am here to care for my family. Now, it is not ministering the orphans in Africa, but just as important all the same.

As moms we often feel that we are just doing laundry and that we are just cooking yet another meal our kids will not eat. We fail to see the significance in our work. We fail to see that honoring and supporting our spouse is a Godly duty. No, they are not a tribe in Africa, but they are my tribe. I am learning to be many of those spirit fruits (and fail more often that I succeed) and I am learning that my spiritual gift just may be a supporting role as Scott seeks his. And that's ok...

It's All About Me... well no, not really.

2010-10-02T19:16:00.000-07:00

I am still in BloggyLand, though not near as often as I would like. Thought I would do an update before I jumped back in, you with me?

My little family is really doing well. Kids are in school, and though I am having mixed emotions about school this year, I am thankful that all is going well. Both are in good classes with teachers who are willing to help them excel.

Scott is trucking right along in his ministry program and is getting great opportunities to serve and learn. This program has brought many unique and meaningful relationships in both our lives. It has been fun for me to see Scott grow closer to God and in turn closer to me. We're are thrilled to see where God will lead.

Ever feel like you've been living life this certain way and all of the sudden you feel like you're being turned in another direction? I think I kinda feel like that now. Some changes I am making, some things are still in the works, while others are still kept close to my heart and I am praying thru them.

A couple things I am daily striving to do is move my family to a healthier more natural lifestyle. Now, I have not gone crunchy granola, but am making more and more changes that I hope effect my family in a positive manner. What am I doing? For starters, making my own laundry detergent. Easy, cheap, and works for us. I am also trying to eliminate a lot of processed pre-packaged foods. Taco seasoning mix, I make my own, brownies and muffins, I make from scratch. Little things. If I can make it from scratch and it's pretty simple, I try to do it. My kids are a little slow to come around to some things, but for the most part, they are happy with what I make. Scott is willing to try most anything and has been very pleased for the most part. I'll have to share more later about that part of my new world. For some of the two people who read, this may not be major changes, but for me, they're huge. Makes me feel all domestic and like I am fulfilling my role God has given me.

It's good stuff. Still rocky moments, but so far, it's been a great stroll down this new path. And so, with that, I plan to ease my way back into BloggyLand, hope that's ok with you.

Music Speaks

2010-05-11T13:30:00.000-07:00

It's no secret that I love music. I feel that music can speak directly to your soul, at least it does mine. Here are a few songs that are currently speaking to me. They whisper sweet calm over me.

Does music speak to you? If so, what songs speak loudest to you?

Falling in Love

2010-04-06T18:37:00.000-07:00

I met my sweet husband when I was 16. I loved him at 16. I knew at that time that I really like spending time with him. He doted on me. He held open doors. His devotion at that time was unlike anything I had ever seen. It was wonderful. I never wanted it to end and knew that, one day, we would be married.

That day happened when I was 19. It was a beautiful wedding. I loved him so much that day and was very excited to begin our life together. We opted not to have a honeymoon. Instead, we bought a house. Though, it was the smart thing to do, we instantly became "grown ups" when we said I do. There were bills, home repairs, and both of us working. It was hard, but I still loved him.

We moved homes and a few months later we found out we were going to be parents. Both excited and scared, we prepared as best we could. Which is to say, we were not prepared at all. Becoming parents was wonderful, but our marriage changed drastically. We were exhausted and often put our relationship on the back burner. Our time together was very little. I loved him, but would chose a girls night out over spending time with him.

As our second child arrived life became more challenging. Time together was very hard to come by. Once the kids were both in bed, I was on the sofa asleep and he was on the computer. We were not connecting very well. We loved each other immensely, but we were too exhausted to do anything about it.

Today, we are parents to a 9 year old girl and a 5 year old boy. We are busier than ever with kids activities and outside responsibilities. Scott works full time and is involved with an intense ministry training program. I work part time and am in charge of getting the kids to and from activities. BUT, we are happier than we have ever been. I am more in love with my husband today than I have ever been. He makes me laugh. He makes me feel beautiful. He challenges me daily.

What happened? I think it comes with knowing God's plan and following it through. Scott entering this program has been the best thing for him. He has so much joy and peace. It has made our home more directed and focused on wherever God leads. I love seeing this side of him. Scott and I talk more, we laugh more. And I will happily pass up going out so that I can sit with Scott on the sofa. Being near him makes me happy. Knowing that he is doing God's will makes us all happy. Makes me feel like falling in love all over again.

Spring has Sprung

2010-04-01T16:24:00.000-07:00

I love Spring. I love sunshine and I love flowers. I think my FAVORITE thing about Spring is that my toes get to come out of hiding. Flip flops make my heart all aflutter. I have lots to chose from in my closet. However, my flip flops are not your cutesy, rhinestone covered, girly girl type. I love flip flops that are super comfy, even if they are not overly cute.

Teva's are my go to choice of flip flop. However, my super-duper-favorite-made-it-all-over-Disney-World flip flops have been discontinued. I know, right, why would Teva do that to me?? I mean, look at them, do they not look like the most comfy flip flop in the world?

Ok, so maybe they are not the cutest, but they are the most comfortable flip flop I have ever worn. Seriously, these babies took me all over Walt Disney World and kept my feet comfy, cozy. Now, since Teva has decided to take my wonderful shoes away, I must find a replacement for them. Or spend countless hours searching for them on eBay.

Update

2010-03-31T17:24:00.000-07:00

Well, Mom is home. And she has a big ol' oxygen tank hooked up so she can breathe. And she's still smoking. Her health is stable for now. She felt pretty good today. I have decided not to say anything about smoking, her health, or her plans. This journey is for her alone, I cannot take the steps for her. I am so very thankful that she is feeling better, though. She scared me.

Thanks for thoughts and prayers.

Mixed Emotions

2010-03-27T07:09:00.000-07:00

My mom is sick. Actually, she has been for some time, but this week she has ended up in the hospital on oxygen. I am having a hard time figuring out how I should respond. Do not think I am a terrible daughter. We have had some very negative history, but I do love her.

My mom is a smoker and has been for the past 30 years. She is a heavy smoker. Sometimes, I cannot stand for her to come to my home because the smell flows from her pores. Last year, she was diagnosed with severe COPD, which is disease of the lungs. This is, of course, due to her addiction to smoking. She coughs all the time, is very small and frail (she has lost so much weight, she wears clothes from the childrens dept.), she eats, but her body is too weak to absorb any nutrients from her food. It is really a sad sight.

A little background. She was 18 when I was born and life has always been a struggle for her. She met and married several men because she felt that she needed the love of man. A year and a half ago, she quit drinking after years of being an alcoholic and met the man who could change her life-- Jesus. I was so proud of her. This was the first time in my mother's life that I saw hope. I saw change. I saw Jesus work in her. She regularly attended church and was eager to learn more about Jesus. It was an answer to prayer.

During this time, she still lived in a very unhealthy environment. But she was trying. She tried, to no avail, to quit smoking. Little by little, her health declined and so did her relationship with the Lord. She felt burdened by her situation. She felt like she was in a pit and that Jesus hadn't taken her out. Mom slipped into a depression brought on by her situation. There was nothing I could do. This was between Mom and God and there was nothing I could do to intervene.

Last week, Mom came over to my house. She told me she was sick, but I was unaware how sick. She struggled to breathe, she slept a lot, she spent a lot of time on my deck smoking alone. After she left here, she spent some time with my Grandmother. My Grandmother called me on Monday concerned that my mother struggled so much to breathe. An ambulance was called and my mother, at the age of 51 was admitted to the hospital and put on 4.5L of oxygen. There was more oxygen being put into her body than she was able to take in on her own. Mom has about 10lbs of unexplained fluid retention. She is swollen from her face to her feet. It has been determined that she does not have any blood clots in her body and there is no blockage in her heart. For that, we are thankful.

When her time does come to leave the hospital, I assume she will leave with an oxygen tank. Currently, she cannot breathe without the additional oxygen. It is sad to see my mother so sick and frail. She knows that she is in this condition due to poor choices she made in her life. The silver lining in this, though, is that she is once again reaching for the one true love in her life-- Jesus. I pray that this sickness will be motivation for true life change.

My mixed emotions are due to the fact that I hate smoking. I hate what it has done to my mother. I hate that my mother has made so many poor choices. I hate that I feel like the grown up in our relationship. But, a good friend of mine, who knows how my relationship is with my mother gave me wonderful advice. She told me to pray for a loving heart towards my mother so that I may love her like Jesus does. Truly simple, but so life changing.

So, if you don't mind, say a prayer for my mom. Say a prayer for those you pass as they smoke. Pray for the desire and strength to quit. Pray for healing on their body.

Breaking Up is Hard to Do...

2010-03-06T19:46:00.000-08:00

Breaking away from something that means so much is hard. But, knowing that the right thing is being done is such a relief.

We are leaving our home church of the past 11 years. It's hard to type that. Even more difficult to tell those you love. Even more, or most difficult, to take your kids away from their church home. Tough stuff I tell you.

We still love this church and adore many people there. But, at this time, God is calling us away. Scott has recently entered a Leadership Training program at another church. The program requires Sunday service at this new church. For the time being, Scott attends one church and I take the kids to our church. It is hard to be away from him on Sundays. It feels like we are so torn.

This program will propel Scott into the world of ministry along with a great knowledge of the technical/audio sound of how church is done. Eventually, he would love to get a job in this field. He will be in this program for the next two years, so if you need a good tech guy at your church in a few years, let me know. We are so thankful that we found out about this program, because it seemed to be the perfect fit for Scott. He is finally taking steps down his path God set in motion. That is such exciting stuff!!

For us both, we so strongly feel that this is what God has called Scott to do. And we know, God doesn't always call us to sit on our comfy pews and stay only in our comfort zones. Sometimes, following God's call requires sacrifice. Leaving our church will be moving so far out of our comfort zone and be a large sacrifice for our kids. It will be tough for them to meet new friends, but I know they will. It will be a challenge to see new ways of learning, but how much they will grow.

They will also see their Daddy serve in new ways. In the past, they've always known Daddy was on stage playing drums. Now, they will see Daddy greet church goers, serve in childrens minisrty, help people find parking spaces. This program requires service in all areas of church and how great it will be for our kids to see him serve in unexpected places.

The next couple years will have its share of challenges. It will require Scott to attend classes once a week, take theology classes, serve more than he is used to and in ways he never has. But, it will grow us a family. It will fulfill us in ways that only God can.

Fighting for Family

2010-02-22T19:14:00.000-08:00

I love my family. They are not always easy to love, but I wouldn't trade them for the world.

At the retreat I went on, we were asked to write down our greatest fear on an index card. For me, it would be that I would fail my family. That I would not be enough, love enough, try enough or protect enough. I struggle with many insecurities largely due to the way I was raised and I want to be better than my past. I want to be the mother that will always be there for my children and I want to be the wife that stays passionate about my husband. I want my family to see a love and hunger for God reflect in my eyes.

Often, I think that my job as a wife and mother is to be a fighter. To be the one that will always fight for the love of my husband. To be the one to fight for my children. Recently, I had to go to school to discuss my son with his teacher and the administration. I was very afraid to go to this meeting. You see, I forgot my call as a mother is to fight. But, God, in his ever present mercy, led me to scripture for comfort. In my reading, I came across this:

Nehemiah 4:14 "... Don't be afraid of them. Remember the Lord, who is great and awesome, and fight for your brothers, your sons, your daughters, your wives and your homes."

I was reminded before my meeting that I was to fight for my son. I did, and I continue. I was reminded that my job is to NOT fear what may come, but to remember the Lord because he IS great and awesome. I am told to fight for my family and for my home.

At the retreat, we were to find a verse in the bible to help with our fear and write it on the opposite side of our index card. When we feel our fear creep in, we are to refer to God's word for strength. I cannot tell you how many times this verse is recited. It calms me and reassures me that I can fight. He is great and awesome, and gives me the strength not to be afraid and to endure the fight.

Do you have a fear? Do you have a verse to help? I encourage you to get your index card, write your fear and search for a verse to give you the strength to overcome your fear. Carry it with you so that you may always be prepared to fight your own fight.

52 Band Wagon

2010-02-19T16:32:00.000-08:00

I am always late to a party, but always lots of fun when I get there!

My dear friend Brandi from Will Blog For Shoes is rounding up 52 new things she is trying in 2010. This is week 7 and I am just now joining.

This past week, I made Jambalaya for the first time ever. Can I tell you that it was yummy, if I do say so myself. In fact, my dinner tonight will be the last of the leftovers. Can't wait.

So not my picture, but this is what mine looked like minus the parsley.

This is a Southern Living Recipe. Actually, I changed it a bit, and will make the notes in parenthesis below.

Ingredients

2 tablespoons butter or margarine
1 large onion, chopped
1 green bell pepper, chopped
8 green onions, chopped
2 celery ribs, chopped
1 lb cubed cooked ham (I used chicken, it's what I had)
1 pound Cajun-flavored or smoked sausage, sliced (( used regular, not spicy, we are wimps)
1 (8-ounce) can tomato sauce ( I ended up using 2 cans)
1/2 teaspoon salt (For the salt and ground peppers I used a Cajun seasoning)
1/2 teaspoon ground black pepper
1/4 teaspoon ground red pepper
5 cups cooked rice (Way too much rice, I think two cups of "real" rice is plenty, but I used three)
Garnishes: fresh parsley sprig, chopped fresh parsley (umm, yeah, I didn't do this)

Preparation

Melt butter in a large skillet (a really, really big skillet or pot) over medium heat. Add onion and next 3 ingredients; sauté until tender. Add ham (or chicken), sausage, and next 4 ingredients. Cook, stirring occasionally, 20 minutes.
Stir in rice, cover, and cook, stirring occasionally, 30 minutes over low heat. Garnish, if desired.

This was good and my entire family enjoyed it. I will make it again. Looking forward to seeing what you have tried new.

I had this thing, then I LENT it so someone else....

2010-02-16T17:40:00.000-08:00

I regularly attend a Baptist church. As a whole, Baptist do not observe the season of Lent. Not on purpose, I don't think, it's just not something that is commonly done.

This season, I have had lots of struggles internally. I feel a distinct call that I need to deepen my relationship with God. I love God, but spending me and God time does not usually fall in line with my schedule. I hate that, then I feel guilt. Then I beat myself up. Then, well, let's just say that it is a vicious cycle and never ends in my favor.

This season of Lent, I have felt this strong desire to observe. Though, what I give up is so small in comparision with what God gave, but it is my prayer to honor him all the same. I have spent, wasted, whatever, too much time on Facebook (evil, evil place). It has to end. My time on FB is what I have chosen to give up this Lent season. I am very at peace with this. I know that during this time, my desire will be to spend time with him and not check the latest status updates.

A few weeks ago, I was able to attend a very small, intimate womens retreat. At this retreat I was asked to give a morning devotional. Now, let me just tell you, I DO NOT talk in front of large groups of people. Much less talk about God!! But, as I thought and prayed about this devotion, this verse kept coming to mind. Each time the retreat came to mind verse Jeremiah 29:13 "You will seek me and you will find me when you seek me with all your heart."

Earnestly seeking God. That is my prayer during this season of Lent. I think God was preparing my heart as I prepared for the retreat. Seeking and finding God when I seek with all my heart.

As an aside, I have not visited Bloggy Land in forever. I have not checked my bloggy page in some time (or even longer). I see some new bloggy friends have left comments. Hope you stick around!

So, do you observe Lent? If so, what do you feel is necessary for you to give up this season?

I forgot...

2009-10-16T17:47:00.000-07:00

I forgot that when I worked before my house was A.L.W.A.Y.S. a disaster. Now, I remember.

I forgot that when I worked before dinner was an afterthought. Whatever was quick and easy was on the menu. Cereal, anyone?

I forgot that when I worked before laundry was washed, dried, and folded on an as needed basis. Putting away laundry was hardly ever done. Today, Scott picked thru a pile in our bedroom to find a matching pair of socks. What? They were clean! I'm pretty sure they were anyway.

I forgot that when I worked before I forgot lots of little things. Today, too late, I remembered that Henry should have had ice cream money for school. I forgot. My family binder/calendar is more jumbled than I care to admit.

Working has been an incredible blessing for my family. Scott's work is never guaranteed, so my little added income has been great for us. I like my work. I am good at what I do. The people who employ me show me Godly examples of marriage and parenting. They make me smile and challenge me on a daily basis.

Working has eliminated financial stress for Scott. He feels so much better knowing that the sole burden of meeting our needs does not fall on his shoulders. I like that too. He is a happier person. He has this great smile that I have seen more lately. Soon, his path will change. We are patient for God's will.

I am home when my kids are home. Really, I have a wonderful schedule. I get to have a floating off day that I use for necessary field trips, meetings, or appointments. I am volunteering in Abigail's classroom for a few weeks, so my schedule allows for me to do that as well. It's honestly a true blessing.

However, my home has a tendency to suffer because of my poor planning and excellent procrastination. We have clean clothes, we eat decent meals, and I do vacuum on occasion. It could be better, but for this season in my life, I am taking it in stride.

Friendships (how catchy is that?)

2009-10-06T19:28:00.000-07:00

Sometimes life is funny. Sometimes life is confusing. Sometimes life makes you laugh while other times you cry.

It is a blessing to be able to share the events of life with friends. I'll be honest, I'm a crappy friend. It's that whole low self esteem thing. I mean, really, why would someone want to be bothered by me calling them making them feel like they have to hang out with me.

Well, I've gotten over that. For the most part any way. Small steps up a long staircase.

I've always had friends but none really that I would call when something great happened. Or when something terrible happened. Scott is, without question, my best friend. But sometimes, you just need that girl friend. It's fun to laugh with girls.

I have had friends in my adult life who I have treasured and then (out of nowhere) it becomes high school drama. Really, I don't have time for that. I don't respond to that. I will be pleasant, but feel that the bond is broken.

Over the last year or so, I've been blessed with a great group. There are three couples in our group and we've all gotten very close. Actually, we went on vacation with one couple this summer. Our weekends intertwine, our kids play, our hearts toward God and His service are the same. Actually, that is what really brought us together- our desire to serve.

The girls make me laugh. So hard I cry. They guys are like brothers. They make me laugh too. The kids are loud when they are together and I love it.

I am thankful. My key word for 2009 was COMMIT. I can honestly say that with our friends, I have made a choice to commit. I feel that I am getting better about committing to the relationships I have made. Of course, there is room for improvement.

Can I just say, though, that texting has helped me maintain friendships? I know, how bizarro is that and so high school (and I was just talking down high school drama). But, really, a lot of times I do not have time for a long phone chat, so I'll send a text to a friend to check in on their day. Works for me.

What crazy way do you keep in touch with friends? And, Brandi, if you're reading this, can I text you too? Miss you, love you, and will have dinner soon.

Homework woes

2009-09-28T13:53:00.001-07:00

Hers, not mine. I hated homework as a kid. I mean, who didn't, right? Now that I have been out of school for more years than I would like to say, I thought those days were long behind me.

W.R.O.N.G.

I had kids. The saga continues. The absolute worst is math. Mind you, my daughter is only in third grade, so theoretically, I should be able to understand. For the most part, I do. I do not, however, do a good job of explaining how to do the math. Frustrating for us both. Homeschool moms, I love you. I envy you. I so could not be you. My kids would cry all the time, and so would I.

This year, Alabama has decided to adopt a new math program. I. Hate. It. Really, I do. It is counterproductive in my opinion. Last year in second grade, the kids learned double digit addition and the concept of carrying the number. This year, the kids are not to use this method. They are being taught to break down the number. Meaning 72+46= 70+40+2+6=. This has been a tough one for my daughter to grasp. And the fact that, as a parent, I am not on board with the program, it has been hard for me to get too.

Our school chose only a select few classrooms to use this curriculum so that at the end of the year test scores could be evaluated. Not sure how the "new" math will do in comparison, but I do know that Abigail's class has already delayed a couple tests because the class was not ready.

I know it will get worse. I don't want it to. My kids are smart, so at least it's not as bad as some. Abigail struggles in math just like I did as a kid. Henry is just lazy and doesn't want to do anything.

In Kindergarten, Henry only has to read his little readers each night. They are 42 words max and are, in his words, "easy peasy."

Oh, the horrors. I love the end of the school days so that I can see my kids, but I dread the homework battle. Makes me want to pull my hair out!!!!

Homework tips? Please? Anyone care to tutor my cute little girl?

Pumpkin Smash

2009-09-21T12:48:00.000-07:00

Fall officially begins tomorrow. Well, at least the calendar states that it is the first day of fall. Temps say otherwise, and the fact that we have had torrential rain showers for the past week does not seem like fall in our neck of the woods. But, fall is upon us nonetheless. My mantle looks all fall-y. I'll post pics soon.

Today, I wanted to share a couple pumpkin recipes that I have enjoyed today. Both kids are home sick. No pigs are flying at our house that I know of, they've just both had fevers that appear at night. No other symptoms really, just normal fall allergies that we all battle. So, in honor of our sick day, I baked a yummy treat.

I've made this before but did not print the recipe out, so I had to search for it again. I had a can of pumpkin in my pantry that I got last year on clearance at Target for .08 after Thanksgiving. I also knew that I had a few chocolate chips in the fridge that needed to be used. Here is what I did:

Pumpkin Chocolate Brownie

* Nonstick cooking spray
* 1/2 cup LIBBY'S® 100% Pure Pumpkin
* 1/3 cup brown sugar blend (such as SPLENDA) I used plain brown sugar
* 1 large egg
* 2 large egg whites
* 2 tablespoons vegetable oil
* 1 cup all-purpose flour
* 1 teaspoon baking powder
* 1 teaspoon NESTLÉ® TOLL HOUSE® Baking Cocoa
* 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
* 1/2 teaspoon ground allspice
* 1/4 teaspoon salt
* 1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
* 1/3 cup NESTLÉ® TOLL HOUSE® Semi-Sweet Chocolate Mini Morsels

Directions

PREHEAT oven to 350° F. Spray 8- or 9-inch-square baking pan with nonstick cooking spray.
COMBINE pumpkin, sugar blend, egg, egg whites and oil in large mixer bowl. Beat with an electric mixer on medium speed until blended. Add flour, baking powder, cocoa, cinnamon, allspice, salt and nutmeg. Beat on low speed until batter is smooth. Stir in morsels. Spread evenly into prepared pan.
BAKE for 25 to 30 minutes or until wooden pick inserted near center comes out clean. Cool in pan on wire rack. Cut into 2-inch squares.

Can you tell I got this from the Very Best Baking website? There are lots of great recipes on there.

Also, I've seen that Starbucks has their Pumpkin Spice Latte back. I've heard how popular it is but have never tried it. As I was browsing the Very Best Baking site, I found a Pumpkin Latte recipe. I was skeptical because, really, who puts pumpkin in their coffee? Well, now, I do. This was so yummy and so bad for you. It was the perfect compliment to the brownie.

Pumpkin Latte

* 1 cup strong coffee
* 2/3 cup (5 fl.-oz. can) NESTLÉ® CARNATION® Evaporated Fat Free Milk
* 1/4 cup LIBBY'S® 100% Pure Pumpkin
* 1 to 2 teaspoons granulated sugar
* 1/8 teaspoon pumpkin pie spice or ground cinnamon

Directions

COMBINE coffee, evaporated milk, pumpkin, sugar and pumpkin pie spice in 2-cup microwave-safe glass measure or small saucepan. Heat until very hot (if using stove, use medium-low heat and stir occasionally). Carefully pour into mugs.

If you try this, let me know what you think. Really, the latte is perfect. Even better is that I will not have to share because Scott will NOT try this. He is not adventurous when it comes to his coffee.

Do you smell something??

2009-09-19T15:24:00.001-07:00

It's my bloggy page stinking up cyberspace. So, I have not been a good bloggy hostess and for that, I apologize. I've kept up reading so many wonderful blogs and it makes my heart long to join you again. Then, the comparisons start, and that's never good, because, quite honestly, I'll never measure up.

So, I thought, what the heck, I love bloggyland and I love the cyberfriends I have "met" why not return. So, here I am. I've missed you. Often, events have taken place and I think, oh, that would make a great blog post. Then, time would pass and interest would fizzle.

Update on us: Both of my kids are in school. Like, in school ALL. DAY. I'm having a tough time adjusting to that. My girl has done so well. At first, she is always so nervous because she doesn't know anyone, but she is quick to make friends with a little nudging. My dear sweet son is having some behavioral issues in school. Of course, if you've ever read anything about my son, you would have expected this. I did, though, not to the level in which my son has taken it. Though, we are about a month or more in it and he is beginning to adjust. So am I.

I'm working part time again. I know, I struggled with working before, and now I've gone back. Honestly, this time I am seeing it for the blessing that it is. The people I work for (same place) are amazing. They are willing to make any concessions I need when it come to my children. I am working only 4 days a week and it has been a very good thing for us.

My family visited a new church one Sunday night several weeks ago. Not that we are church shopping, but it is so good to get different perspective. We both serve at our church. It was so nice to go somewhere and worship and be served instead of serving. Our children really enjoyed it as well. Actually, Henry came home singing a song he learned and told us the entire story of Zacchaeus. It was truly a great night to connect with God.

So, there it is. I promise to be a more regular blogger again. I've missed you all and see who much each of you have grown and how crafty you have been. I need some inspiration!! Fall is upon us and I am slowly getting my pretties out. I'll have to show you.

In closing, here is a picture from our beach trip that I posted about last. It was great. The kids were wonderful and we were with great friends. We loved it and were thankful for the opportunity.

Smells of salt water

2009-07-01T06:05:00.000-07:00

Summer is rolling along so well. Normally, we're not big vacationers. It's a vacation once in a while, or just a weekend trip here or there. However, this year, thanks to great friends, we're headed to the beach next week! Henry has not been to the beach since he was 14 months old (and he just turned 5) so this should be a great time.

I have high hopes for this trip, but I am so nervous. My kids do not ride well in the car. Meaning, they are whiners. We cannot drive to Grannie's without complaint. So, to be held captive in the minivan for five hours with both of my children scares me. I think I may separate them to give them space, but we are borrowing my friends portable dvd player, so we will have to see how that will work.

I am not a fan of dvd's playing at all times. So, I have gotten both kids a clipboard thingy that opens up and art supplies can go in. They each have mp3 players that I will ensure are fully charged. And there are hand held gaming toys for each of them. I am trying to arm myself with all things necessary to make this a great ride. I know that once we are down there, I can handle fits and whining, but it's all about the ride.

Any car ride tips that work for your family?

Rolling the dice

2009-06-26T19:52:00.000-07:00

Have you ever entered any sweepstakes? Well, I just spent the better part of an hour (don't worry, it's past bedtime, I'm not neglecting my kids) entering random sweepstakes. Why? I dunno. Thought it sounded like fun. Now, I know I'll never win the $600 purse that I could smell the leather thru the computer. The wonderful vacation to a smashing hotel in Orlando is only a pipe dream. The luxurious linens will most likely never adorn my bed.

But, it's fun to dream. I went to Woman's Day giveaway link and there were a kabillion giveaways. I'm not kidding. Really, go check it out. Wait, no don't because if you do, I'm sure not to win. Man.

As I was reading my newest (free) magazine of Woman's Day, I noticed something. Probably always been there, but I just noticed it. There is scripture on the page where it lists the contents of the magazine. Did you know that? I love it when a little Jesus shows up in the "secular" world. Really hate that term "secular", but you get my gist.

The scripture this month states, "May the God of hope fill you with all the joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope..." Romans 15:13

That's good stuff. Now let me know if you've enter any sweepstakes. Have you won anything? Please do not win my $600 purse. I think it would fit my little arm just so.

Sweltering Southern Summer

2009-06-24T12:54:00.001-07:00

Ok, it's hot. I mean really hot. I mean I sweat more than any Southern woman should. It's just not ladylike, but glory day, it's HOT!

We have spent the last several days indoors praising Jesus for the air conditioner. We try to sneak outside in the late afternoon. The kids get themselves soaking wet with the water hose and I sit in shade and read a book. Almost makes it bearable. Almost. And, due to the sweltering southern summer the kids have spent a little too much time in front of the tv. It never works well for them. They both end up super sassy and bored and extremely whiny. I don't do whiny. So, we've limited it to a show and then a movie with popcorn later in the afternoon. Seems to be better. But it's still hot.

As summer is in full swing, our calendar seems to fill up quickly. Scott has had the opportunity to play at some great events recently. The one I got to attend was Riverfest in Gadsden, AL. We had a GREAT time! We ended up getting a hotel room and spend some time with friends (without kids). It was a much needed parent break for all of us. I really do have great friends.

We are prepping to go to the beach with friends in a couple weeks. We've not been to the beach since Henry was about 14 months old, so this is a much needed trip. But we know it will be hot. Everyone will have hats and sun shirts and more sunscreen than you can imagine. It will be such a great time. The Blue Angels will be performing the weekend we are there. The kids will love it, but I think Scott is more excited than anyone.

Once we get back from the beach, we will visit a friend in Gainesville, GA the following weekend. What a great time we will have! I think a much anticipated trip to IKEA will be tops on the to-do list while we are there. Yippee!!

So, that is our world right now. Crazy. Busy. Wonderful. Once all our trips are out of the way, we begin to prepare for school again. It begins here August 13th. BOTH of my kids will be in school. I'm having a hard time with this, so I'll just be honest with you. Makes me nauseous to even think about Henry starting school. Abby is a little nervous because she never knows if there will be someone she knows in her class. She will be fine. She is a great student and is very adaptable. Henry will be fine, but I just need to convince myself a little more. Praying for strength!

Time in a bottle

2009-06-04T17:49:00.000-07:00

If you find time all bottled up, PLEASE let me know. Seems I am always running out. BUT, I am so thankful for summertime. Though, in our part of the world, summer has began rather wet. It has rained so much since the kids have been out of school!

Well, let's see what new things are happening. Abby had her dance recital in May. We had considered not continuing dance next year. Not because she didn't love it, but because I was not loving this dance year. Watching my ballerina on stage changed my mind. She dances with grace and just the right amount of sass. I was so proud of her. So, it looks like I'll be a dancing mom once again.

Henry will turn 5 on Sunday. This has completely blown me away. My baby is growing up in so many ways, but he is still my baby in so many ways. Though busy, and he makes me want to pull my hair out, I am often greeted with a hug or an I love you. Melts my heart, I tell you!

For his party, we are doing a BMX party at the park. He has been riding without training wheels for about a year and has now perfected many tricks. In fact, there is an extreme dirt bike rider named Travis Pastrana that Henry has become quite fond of. In fact, he often tells people that his name is Travis. We have gotten many papers from church with Travis written on them. Henry has trouble writing his real name, but has almost perfected Travis. What's a mother to do?

I am in clean up mode in my house again. Clutter has been making my heart race. So, once again, I am working on getting clutter out of the house. My donation box is ever growing. I love the look of clutter free counters in my kitchen. I've also gotten rid of most of my decor on top of the kitchen cabinets. Makes me feel so good! Actually, I've gotten the kids involved too. Abby and I decluttered her room shortly after school was out. Now, I just need to get ready for paint.

Next week our church will host Vacation Bible School (VBS). It is one of my favorite times of the year. I love seeing all of the kids, teaching them, and hearing about their decisions for Christ. For the past several years, I have been a Arts/Crafts leader. This year, though, I am a helper in the area. It's a little (o.k. a LOT) different for me. I am not a control freak, but I like to know what the plan will be and know how the decorations will be, and I'm clueless.

So, what will your theme for VBS be this year? Where will you serve? I love to hear about others VBS experience.
This year it's all about the bayou for us as we encounter Crocodile Dock!

Changes on the horizon

2009-04-27T07:19:00.000-07:00

In Alabama, we have two seasons while the rest of the country enjoys four. Our seasons are called really cold and unbearably hot. We have entered the unbearably hot season this past week with temps in the upper 80's, lots of sunshine, and few clouds in sight. This weather will last for about the next seven months or so. I am not complaining, because I enjoy the unbearably hot season to the really cold season. I do not like really cold.

We've been ever so busy lately. Henry had a zoo field trip last Friday. It was so much fun and he was a perfect little boy. He was in charge of the map and led his class around the zoo. He is a natural leader. And since he had so much fun with the map, I think that we may enter the world of geo-caching soon. It would be something that we would all really enjoy, I think. Do you geo-cache?

Also, this past Saturday, Scott participated in StadiumFest. It was a great event. If Scott Dawson is ever in your area, please go see him and support his ministry. At the event this weekend, about 25,000 people attended and were able to hear Rush of Fools, Chris Tomlin, Louie Giglio, and Jeremy Camp for FREE. There were lots of other great acts and activities for the kids. We had a great time and I have the sunburn to prove it! There were about 200 lives saved at the event! What a blessing!!

The changes that are on the horizon are with my job situation. I have turned in my notice and will only work up to Henry's last day of preschool. It was a very touch decision, but one that I think will work best for our family. My employers are great people and I really did not want to leave them in a tough position, but paying for childcare this summer would take up most of my paycheck. To us, it was not worth the sacrifice of my time for such little pay after childcare. So, I will soon be a stay at home mom full time again. I am very excited, but a little nervous. With the uncertainty in Scott's job, it was nice to have a little extra money in the bank, but we know that with God and Dave Ramsey, we'll get by just fine.

Scott has entered the love and devotion of Dave Ramsey and I think that it's a good thing, but not all that fun. Dave Ramsey says lots of good things, so now we will see how successful we can be by living on less. It will be a fun challenge. Now, I just need to put on my creative hat and come up with fun and FREE activities for the kids this summer. I've already got my list started, any suggestions?

So, that's our world right now. Scott is playing out a little more, the kids are wrapping up school, and I'm trying to get the house in order for summer. It's wild and crazy, but there are lots of good days. Miss you, friends. Hope to visit more often!

Oh, I've been reading all money saving, frugal blogs and tips I can, but if you have something that is super helpful for your family, I would love to hear it.

Spring on over!

2009-04-02T16:48:00.000-07:00

Today, I enjoyed a field trip with Abigail to American Village. It was my first visit. The place has replica buildings from early colonial days. Today, the children learned about the Revolutionary War. They were able to role play and help send messages to a carrier for General George Washington. The children participated in the Boston Tea Party and were able to learn how Paul Revere helped warn of the Red Coats. The children all laughed hard and learned plenty. I love hands on learning.

The actors all stayed in character. I was very impressed with the staff. They all worked so well with the children. I highly recommend that if you are in the area, give them a visit. I know that for the Fourth of July they offer a huge day full of events that end with a fireworks show. Sometimes, I can see the fireworks from my house.

The weather today on our field trip is typical spring weather for Alabama-- cloudy with chances of severe weather. Right now, we are in a lull with the weather, but do expect it to get worse as the night progresses. That always makes bedtime difficult.

However, on our trip today, I was able to take some pictures from the grounds. I love the way they turned out. All of the pictures from this post were taken today by me with my little Canon. I love them.

Happy Spring! What do you think of the new layout? Thought I would try something a little different.

How does your garden grow?

2009-03-31T14:05:00.000-07:00

With Spring upon us, I thought I would talk about gardens. Well, not just your typical garden, though, as I do not have a green thumb. Actually, last weekend, the kids and I bought some flowers on clearance (you know, the ones that are almost dead) and planted them. Today, they are not doing so great. But, I bought tulips knowing they are past their season, but had hopes that they would return next year. We'll see.

As I was planting though, my thoughts turned to friendship. Now, I have lots of friends. I am, however, a terrible friend. As I dug in the earth with my spade, I realized that I am not a cultivator when it comes to my friends. While I have friends, I am terrible at cultivating the friendship and make it grow.

I rarely call a friend out of the blue just to chat. I often think, I need to send someone a card, but never do. I like to think I'm a nice person, and I am for the most part. This is just a toughy for me.

It's not that I do not enjoy the company of my friends. I blame it partly on the fact that we are always busy and I do not want to be a bother. However, whenever, I do call someone, I always enjoy it. When we gather with our friends, we have a blast.

I love and enjoy the company of my friends. However, I have, as an adult, encountered situations that would rival high school girl drama. I hated in high school and it is even worse as an adult. Since then, I have tried to avoid those situations like the plague. I do not care for crap. Sorry, that's just the way I feel about it.

I will make it a point to invite more people into my home. I will call a friend just to chat. I will see if a friend wants to meet for lunch or for coffee. I will make myself more open and be sure that I continue to be a cultivator in my friendships.

So, tell me, how does your garden grow?

Just as lotions and fragrance give sensual delight, a sweet friendship refreshes the soul. --Proverbs 27:9, The Message.

Yummy Recipe Alert!

2009-03-25T18:40:00.000-07:00

So, I have loved time in Bloggy Land to find new recipes. One of my favorites, I found at the cute bloggy page, At Home in Georgia. Honestly, I'm not sure how I found her, but have enjoyed her blog greatly. And this recipe is reason enough!

Reading my little blog roll one day, I came across this recipe for Sweet and Sour Chicken. I thought it looked yummy, but I have a fear of seemingly complicated recipes. One day, I gave it a shot and I am glad I did. I loved it and so did my kids. Scott liked it but did not love it, but he's not a fan of Chinese food. I knew my friends would appreciate the recipe, so here you go.

Sweet and Sour Chicken

2 cups sugar
1 TBSP chicken bullion or 2 cubes
1 tsp. garlic salt
1 cup water
3/4 cup vinegar
1/2 cup ketchup
2 TBSP soy sauce
Whisk all together in a bowl.
Take 3 cut up chicken breasts and dip them into egg yolks
Dip in cornstarch (put in a large Ziploc and shake)
Brown on both sides in olive oil until crispy
Place in a 9x13 pan and cover with sauce.
Bake for 1 hour
Serve over rice

My Notes on this are:
-- I used a little over a cup this time, the sugar is needed to make it saucy, so add the amount listed maybe a little less, but not too much, sorry
-- I added a chicken boullion cube to the cup of water and put it in the microwave to "melt" the cube before adding it to the other ingredients
-- Make sure the heat is turned up to cook the chicken to crispy, this ends up taking longer than I expect

I served this over rice. For my side, I cut up fresh broccoli and carrots and did a stir fry in olive oil and soy sauce. Perfect accent to this dish.

Let me know if you make this. I see that my sweet bloggy friend, Katie, has made one of the recipes I have posted a regular on her menu. Thanks, Katie, hope you enjoy this one too!

Today

2009-03-13T12:07:00.000-07:00

Today it is raining. Today my husband left to spend time with friends in Georgia this weekend. Today I will prepare fun filled indoor adventures for my kids while daddy is gone.

Normally, I have a hard time with Scott being away from home. This time, I'm very happy that he is gone. Well, let me me rephrase that. I am thankful for the opportunity he has to be around friends to laugh, learn, and be encouraged as only a friend can do. He is spending the weekend in Gainsville, GA around friends that share his passion for music and are willing to share their knowledge. It will be refreshing for him.

Actually, I am looking forward to hanging out with my kids. We have planned to make cookies, have a fun dinner, get baths, put on warm jammies, and watch a movie. We love to gather our pillows and blankies to watch movies. I think tonight it will be Because of Winn Dixie. It's been awhile since we've watched that one and the kids really enjoy it. Of course, I love that Dave Mathews is in the movie. He makes me smile.

Today I sat with Abigail during her lunch period. I love that it is still cool for her to have her mommy visit for lunch. She makes me smile.

Today I had a crazy day at work. I was able to leave early, though, to be able to share my lunch with Abigail. That makes me smile.

Today Henry brought home a piece of his art that was printed onto a magnet. It was a sweet picture of his family. Of course, each time I ask him to tell me about the picture, he tells me I'm a different person in the picture. I shouldn't be worried, should I? My son, with his crazy sweet grin makes me smile.

Today I have friends with sick little ones or they are sick themselves. I am thankful that we, as of yet, have not been struck with the sickies. The fact that we are currently, as I type, healthy makes me smile.

Today I wanted to share this picture of my kids. It's one I took several months ago and it makes me smile.

Today, what makes you smile?

Music Country....

2009-03-01T18:56:00.000-08:00

We are back from our quick trip to Nashville. It would have been great if we could have stayed in Nashville, but we were missing the kids and thought it best to come home. Though, we were unaware of the snow storm that would hit and I sent my kids to Grannie's house not prepared for their play in the snow. Bad mommy, but when the weather guy tells it's going to snow, it never does. Ok, James Spann (local weather guy) I'll listen from now on.

Our trip, though brief, was wonderful. It was cold and wet and snowy, but we didn't care. Our time together was much needed. We laughed, we talked, we giggled, we held hands. My husband is absolutely my lobster. If you're a fan of Friends (90's tv) you'll know what I mean.

As we spent our time in Tennessee, we realized that we could so move there and never miss a beat. It felt like home. It could have been that Garmin helped us stay on track, but I like to think that it could be that our future may take us there. We actually stopped by a couple cute towns on the way. We have a friend who lives in Spring Hill. It is a very cute place. But, we stopped to have lunch at Thompson's Station Grill. Scott ate here with our friend on a recent visit and was excited to take me. You know how you talk something up so big that you're afraid it will never live up to your talk? Well, this place did not disappoint. I mean, look how cute and quaint it is:

We both had Hot Brown for lunch and Chocolate Cobbler for dessert. To say that I gained five pounds on this one meal is really not a far stretch. It was so good. Great comfort food.

Not far down the road from the restaurant is the home of an Achy Breaky celebrity. Of course, he spends most of his time in California helping his daughter have the best of both worlds, but this is his home. Well, at least it's the entrance to his home. There were so many hills and trees you could not see the house. I can almost see Billy Ray drive his four wheeler down to check the mail, can't you?

Our hotel was in Brentwood, TN, but we spent a lot of time in Franklin. Due to the wet, cold, snowy weather, we did not spend much time in downtown Nashville, though we would have liked to very much. I guess we're getting older and favor warmth over cool any day.

I fell in love with Franklin. I would pack up and move there today if the opportunity presented itself. I think Scott would too. It is just a great place to live. We actually were able to visit a church there and was very impressed. It's great to see how other churches worship and handle childcare and such. I love to learn if some techniques used at other churches would work at ours. The church, The People's Church, is a great place that is seeking God in all things. I will post later something the pastor said that will always stick with me. Truly meaningful.

Our main objective was to visit a school that Scott is interested in attending. Of course, this school would be a great launch pad for a career change for Scott. Along with this school also comes a large price tag. We would also have to consider living arrangements in Tennessee while he is in school as well. The school did answer some questions for him, but left a hundred more. There are definite advantages to this school, but considering the price tag, we need to decide if it's worth it in the long run. Certainly a decision that we will not rush into, but will enter with much prayer and consideration.

I think, if anything, our trip propelled Scott into the right direction. I think that it solidified the fact that this industry is where Scott needs to be. For that, I am thankful. It was so great to see him smile. As we were on the tour of the school, it was fun because so much of what will be taught, Scott already has a great baseline. He is very familiar with much of the equipment in the industry. His need is to acquire more experience.

It was a great trip. I am much better. I feel refreshed and renewed. I am very in love with my husband and will be there to support his decision if it moves me away or keeps me here.

Have you ever...

2009-02-25T15:25:00.000-08:00

Have you ever just felt blah and not real sure why? I've been in this funk for awhile and I'm ready to be out. Nothing in my life is going particularly wrong. Family is good. Job (though taxing on family life) is going well. For the most part I'm healthy. I think I need to be more active. I think I waste too much time on not so important things and not enough time on things that matter. Actually, I KNOW these things, not just think them. I really need to exercise.

And I'm ready for sunshine. I'm ready for warmth. I'm ready to see my kids ride their bikes and hear their laughter as they play with their friends. I'm ready for lots of things.

I just need to be thankful for the moment and not wish for what's next. Lord, show me the sun.

This weekend, Scott and I are going to Nashville for the weekend. We both need some time away and are very much looking forward to our trip. I've looked at the weather forecast and it will be wet and cold, but we do not care. We'll get to eat out, shop at a drum store (I did not pick this activity), visit a school for Scott, and drive around to see what else we can find. On Sunday, we will visit a church that a friend attends and we cannot wait. It has been some time since Scott and I actually attended at complete church service together. It will be refreshing.

I'll be sure to take my camera so we'll see if we can come up with some fun pics of the two of us. I love our little getaways. Actually, we have been very blessed because little extras this trip will be paid for in cash. Scott has done side jobs for friends and family and is playing drummer boy and has gotten paid cash and it will be more than enough to completely pay for our trip. God is good.

And to further sing God's praises, I thought I was out of coffee. I know, the horror, right? Well, I shifted the messes in my pantry and found a brand new bag. Whew! That was a blessing if I ever saw one.

So friends, I just wanted to be real with you and let you know where I'm at right now. It's all about being honest and transparent, right? If I happen to cross your mind during the day, say a little prayer for me. You all mean so much to me and I am thankful for bloggy land whether I have one comment or twenty. I know that this place is filled with godly women (and one certain red headed man that I just love so dearly. I'll miss you Sunday!) who are awesome.

The Story of Us...

2009-02-11T18:19:00.000-08:00

With Valentine's Day this Saturday, I wanted to share the story of me and Scott. I want to include pictures, but will have to wait because I have no clue how to use the scanner and Scott is not at home. Be sure to check back later so you can get a good laugh.

The first time I saw Scott I was in the 10th grade. Everyday as I left journalism class I saw this cute little guy. To give you a visual (since I do not have pictures for you yet), he was this little- meaning short- guy with dark brown hair parted on the side. He wore some sort of polo style shirt or just a t shirt, but it was always tucked into his light faded wash Levi's. He wore one of those braided leather belts that we all wore in the 90's. He was my cute little man. Eventually, I asked my best friend who he was and she informed me that his name was Scott and the he played drums in the band. Every day that I saw him, I would smile and say, "There goes my cute little man."

As the year went on, I'm sure I still noticed him, but I had another boyfriend to occupy my time. Actually, when this guy and I broke up, I never went out with anyone else. During my 11th grade year, I became friends with this guy named Paul. Truth be known, I had a crush on Paul. Paul and I quickly realized that we would never make it as a couple and that it would be best for him to remain a friend. He was like a big brother to me. Paul's best friend was this cute little guy named Scott.

One night, Paul and I were on the phone and he told me that I should go out with Scott. I got out my yearbook and found his picture. I thought he was cute. Scott was not interested in me. Want to know why? Because my name was Brandi (well, it still is) he was not interested. Seems he had dated a Brandy for some time and the name had bad connotations. Well, Paul was persistent. And I became the dorky girl who hung around.

Prom 1994 (man, I can't wait to show you the pictures) was on the horizon. Paul talked Scott into asking me out and we had a great time. Actually, we hung out alot after our first date. Scott asked me to prom. He later told me that he was afraid that I would break up with him after prom. Well, I didn't. We had fun with our friends and took silly pictures. I think those pictures are the first ones taken of us together. We had been dating about a month.

The following year, Scott went to my senior prom with me. It was fun and we got to hang out with our friends, but the remainder of the night was just me and Scott. He got a carriage ride for us around Southside. All of my non-Alabama friends, Southside has great night life, but not the best place for a carriage ride. A little scary at night. But curfew came up and I had to turn into a pumpkin and go home. The night was magic.

We had been together for awhile before I realized that he was my cute little man. At least a year, maybe more. We were together for about a year when I knew that we would get married. Not everyday that a 17 year old girl finds the man she will marry. Scott always seemed so grown up while we were dating. Always so serious, but so perfect for me.

He proposed on April 6, 1996. We were celebrating our two year anniversary. Scott took me to the Botanical Gardens and seemed really nervous. I told myself that if he asks me to sit down anywhere, he would propose. Well, we arrived at this beautiful spot and he asked me to sit down on a bench. My stomach was doing somersaults. We agreed not to get each other anything because we were both poor college students. He wrote me a poem that was too sweet. Had me in tears and at the end, he got down on one knee and proposed. Magic.

We were engaged for about a year, maybe a little less, and we hadn't planned a wedding yet. My home life was not a great situation at that time, so Scott and I thought it best to plan our wedding for August 2, 1997. It was perfect in every way. We returned to the Botanical Gardens to get married. My favorite picture from that day was of us on the bench he proposed to me. There were guests at our wedding, but all I saw was Scott.

God blessed me greatly by sending me my husband at such a young age. Scott and I know each other so well. We have both changed so much over the years, and yet stayed so much the same. He is still the first person I want to tell when I have news to share. He is still the person that gives me butterflies when I hear the garage door (or is it excitement because I will have parenting back up). He is still the person that I want to see smile and happy. He is still the person that I want to wake up with and go to sleep with each night. He is still the person that is my cute little man after 15 years.

A new look....

2009-02-04T18:27:00.000-08:00

Last week I took Abigail to get her eyes checked. She had been complaining of headaches often, so I thought I would take her in to check things out and I'm glad I did. While she does not need to wear her new glasses all the time, she will need them to read, play on the computer, watch tv, and in the classroom. Me, well, I'm so blind without my glasses or contacts, so I really hope that she does not fall into her mommy's footsteps.

She does look darn cute, though. And, I know that she has MAJOR red eye in this picture, but the program would only fix one eye. I guess the glare from her lens is not reading well with my software. Oh, well, she's still stinking cute!!

Just wanted to share this song

2009-02-02T17:44:00.001-08:00

This is a song that one of the ladies of LIFEtech sings every time we visit. This song is such a sweet prayer. I hear it in my head every day. His name is the same, we may change, but He is always the same.

I love it, tell me what you think!
(Now don't get spoiled with two posts in one day.)

Time passes by

2009-02-02T14:05:00.000-08:00

My bloggy time has come so few and far between lately sweet friends and I'm sorry. I truly miss sharing ideas and stories with you all, but time always escapes me. Working part time, while is nice at times, seems to really hinder my time spent doing things that I enjoy and also need to complete (hence the mounds of laundry). It seems as if I am forever behind on household chores. Laundry is done on an as needed basis. We run out of jeans and socks before I have an opportunity to wash a load. The kitchen is over run with dishes. I feel like it has been forever since I have planned a weeks worth of meals and grocery shopped. Again, it is done on an as needed basis.

Don't get me wrong, me working part time has been very helpful financially. It has helped take care of small expenses now that Scott has a smaller paycheck. I am ever thankful for the job that I have. I work for great people. They are a christian family and have their employees best interest at heart.

Honestly, this will be Henry's last summer at home before he begins kindergarten in the fall (which my mind cannot comprehend). I'm not sure if I want to spend that time working. I know, it sounds selfish, but it makes me sad to think about what I could miss out on this summer while I'm at work. Pray for discernment for me.

On another front, Scott is getting closer all the time to pursuing his dream. He has gotten some equipment to begin recording music and his drum stuff. Really, I do not understand it at all but it involves some big piece of equipment and an iMAC. He's thrilled and so am I. I love to see that spark in his eye. It's been gone for some time and to see it again makes my heart sore. To know that this will propel him into the path God is setting before him is amazing.

Actually, within the next couple months, we will visit a few places to see which area (meaning state) will best suit Scott and where he feels his path shall lead. We are beyond excited. I tell him all the time that God has set this dream inside of him, now, He just is waiting for Scott to step out of the boat. Scott is so ready to take a plunge and I know it will be the best thing for our family when he decides to take that step. God is so patient.

So, that's a few reasons why I've not been around much lately. Just keep us in your prayers. We could use them and we are being directed towards a path. May we just know that the path we take is His and His alone.

This is the day...

2009-01-20T19:32:00.000-08:00

This is the day that our nation saw a man with African American decent take his place in the White House. This day, the lives of him and his family will be profoundly changed. The little girls that will wander the halls of the White House will see more of the wrongs and evils of this world than what is right and good. The little girls will have a constant reminder that the world is not a safe place when they look into the eyes of their secret service agent assigned to their detail. Will the daughters have more time with their agent in the upcoming time of service than their father?

During the time of campaigning, it was said that Sarah Palin was selfish to want to be vice president because her family needed her more than the nation. Will the little girls whose father now presides over our nation not need their father? I think it is wrong to say that a mother needs to be with her children more than a father. The beautiful children that now live in the White House are in fact children. They still need to have daddy there during the night. They still need daddy to hug them when they are scared. They need to know that their daddy will always be there for them and them alone.

I am not saying that President Obama is doing his children a disservice for choosing his path. I am merely saying that today, two little girls will share their father with the world. The time that a father spends with his daughter is crucial and it saddens me to think that their time together will be shared all of the time. He will be president for such a short time and will be their father forever. But by the time he is out of office, where will that leave the children? They will be headed towards college and then will not have time for their father.

Today, and everyday, we should pray for the nation. Now, as we welcome President Obama, we should also pray for his young family. Pray that the children will remain children and will not have to grow up any sooner than necessary. Pray that the girls will not have to sacrifice their father for the sake of the nation. Pray for their constant safety.

I was just reading on an old friends bloggy page. She wrote that her go to prayer is "Thy will be done." When she is at a loss for words to pray, these words speak volumes to God on High. Today, she prayed those words. I, too, will join her. Father God, THY WILL BE DONE as we embark on a new journey as a nation.

Baby Update!!

2009-01-06T18:01:00.000-08:00

My friends are now the proud parents of a baby boy. He was born at 9:30 this morning via c-section weighing in at 8lbs 5oz. Y'all he is BEAUTIFUL!!! I cannot wait to hold him in my arms and tell him what great parents he has been blessed with.

My friends will stay in the city the baby was born in for the remainder of the week. By this weekend, they will be home with their sweet little bundle of joy. Thank you for praying. Pierce will be such a sweet addition to their family. In a few years I can just see him running after Henry. Thank you God for the blessing of adoption. Thank you that this mother was willing to give her child a stable home. Continue to pray for the birth mom. I'm sure that her heart is heavy as her womb is empty. Dear God, please ease her mind and comfort her hurts.

Commit to 2009

2009-01-04T18:11:00.000-08:00

It's hard to believe that a fresh, new year is upon us. I've read many blogs that are challenging bloggy world to come up with one word to sum up goals for 2009. I thought this would be a tough one at first. After all, all of the good words were already taken and I am not one to steal words. On my drive in to church this morning, I thought on this one word topic. While I loved some words chosen by others such as passion, purpose, simple, one word stuck in my brain. All of the others I would love to achieve also, but the one word that would not get out of my head is commit.

Commit for me is so many things. I am good at getting tasks done, but really do not make an effort to commit to them until necessary. This would be why my kitchen seems to be messy all the time. I attack it when necessary, but if I would commit my time to it on a regular basis, it would be no problem. So, for this year, I commit myself to seeing that my household duties are done in a timely manner all the time and not only when needed. You know, like when company is coming over or when I am absolutely about to go crazy from clutter.

This year, I commit myself to my family. This may seem easy, but I really do not feel that we spend much quality time together. We seem to just get through the day most of the time and we are missing so many wonderful opportunities. Last night, we did breakfast for dinner and all four of us were in the kitchen. It was so much fun. The kids had a blast spending time with us when normally, I kick everyone out of the kitchen while cooking. We even made rice krispy treats for dessert. It was great.

I will also commit myself to my home. I will not bring in decorative pieces unless they are something that I will love without a doubt in five or ten years. My home gets so cluttered with pretties, that I sometimes feel closed in and I cannot stand it. Right now, my mantle is almost empty and I love it. Taking down Christmas made my house seem so much bigger and I do not want to clutter every nook and crannie. I also will commit to cleaning out what is not seen, like cabinets and closets. Chances are if it hasn't been touched in a year, it can go, and go it shall. I get stir crazy sometimes with piles of stuff. Drives me bananas. I commit to keep what I have tidy and comfortable.

One of my biggest commitments this year will be to support Scott in all that he does. I think I do this anyway, but there have been many times that I struggle with him playing (drums) out. This year, I commit to totally support him with playing and all that he wants to do to pursue his future career choice. I commit to support him when he comes home from work in a job that he does not love. I commit to make our home a haven for him instead of a home that breeds chaos. Y'all he's great, and I want him to know that I think so everyday.

The biggest item on my commit list to with God. I commit my time to Him this year. I commit our finances to Him. I commit my family to Him. I commit my home to Him. I commit myself to Him and all that He has in store for me and my family. I want to know Him so much more and I commit to draw closer to Him this year.

Commit. To look at the word, it looks funny. Well, to me it does. The Webster meaning of the word it to "put into action deliberately." That's what I plan to do this year, put into action all that I set out to do. Is this a resolution? No, but it is something that I will commit myself to do. Resolutions tend to fail, and I have no intention of failing my commitments this year.

One more thing, if you prayed for my friends adoption situation, please continue to do so. The baby will be delivered tomorrow. Pray that the birth mother has an easy delivery. Pray that God's will takes place tomorrow whether she signs the papers or not. Pray for my friends as they await the news. Pray for a sweet little three year old that is determined to be a big sister tomorrow, and she is wanting nothing less than a little sister. We are so excited for our friends! I'll let you know when I hear anything!!

Post Christmas Update

2008-12-30T20:00:00.001-08:00

Now that the tree and ornaments are packed away, I thought I'd post to see how y'all are doing. I trust you all had a wonderful Christmas. I've read bloggy pages of Christmas splendor. Our Christmas was very fun and festive. This was Henry's first Christmas where he really understood the excitement of the gifts. He also knew that Santa would not let him down and would make sure there was a race track and remote control dirt bike under the tree.

Abigail wanted a Nintendo DS. She has not put it down since we got it. Actually, I've had to take it from her at night time to remind her that she needs to read. It will be a fun toy for her, but one that will have limits. The games she got are fun and we are looking forward to adding to her collection.

Due to Henry's excitement, he was up at 2:00 a.m. to sneak a look at his presents. We were still asleep when he ran into our room stating (very loudly) that Santa came and brought everything he wanted. Of course, this woke Abigail up and her excitement began to bubble. Unfortunately, I was not prepared to start my day at 2:00 a.m., so we got the kids back to bed. Henry took lots of coaxing but with mommy by his side he finally went to sleep.

This Christmas, we also continued a new tradition we began last year. We ate out at a yummy Chinese restaurant. We did this last year on a whim and loved it, so it became a tradition that we love. Of course, Scott cannot help himself, but he has to sing, "Fa-ra-ra-ra-ah". If you've seen A Christmas Story, you know what I'm talking about.

Now, the house is slowly getting back to normal. I always forget where my pretties were, so I find new homes for them. Oh, I did get a chance to hit Target's 75% off Christmas sale today. Last year I was lucky enough to find things at 90% off, but not this year. I love what I got, though. I made sure that what I got I would use and I think I did ok. Now, I did not go and spend a ton of money just because it was 75% off, I was good. I did find some holiday gift sets with Ghirardelli coffee for $3. I was so stinking excited. I cannot wait for my coffee in the morning. Also, I found a flannel sheet set for Henry's room for $5. I know. It's a good deal. You can be jealous if you want.

My favorite find has to be the two red mercury glass looking Christmas trees. I loved them when they first came out, but I'm cheap. I was not going to pay $20 per tree. I mean, it's a holiday decor that will sit out six weeks max. Not worth the investment to me. BUT, tell me they are $5 each and we can do business. I was so happy I did a little dance in Target. I almost hate to put them away for a whole year, but I will. Next year will be fun playing with my new pretties.

I also found my cards for next year. Cheap, cheap, cheap. And for me, I had to get something a little snazzy and cheesy. See the wreath above? It's a tinsel wreath. Wal Mart is where this little friend was found. It's a little tacky, but I love the way it looks. Man, there is no telling what next Christmas will look like at my house.

Y'all, on the prayer front, I want to ask you to pray for my friends. I have very good friends that have adopted a sweet little girl three years ago next month. Well, it looks like their family will grow again. They are awaiting a new arrival any day now via adoption. The birth mother is due now, so, they could get the call any moment. Pray that all goes well with the delivery and that this mother keeps this child's best interest at heart. My friends are amazing people and shower all their love on their daughter and feel so led to expand their family. Pray for their daughter as she is about to have a new baby in the house. It will be a tough adjustment for her. I'll keep you posted about their family. Thanks, y'all rock!!

Let the wrapping fly!

2008-12-24T07:44:00.000-08:00

Our naughty elves are on their last night with us. Tonight, they will return to the North Pole for some good ol' R and R. Just because they are on their way out doesn't mean they have been taking it easy. Look at our living room this morning...

Mr. Snow and our newest friend, Elvin have been busy indeed. The kids will surely miss them when they leave.

Today is Christmas Eve and there is lots to do today. For starters, I really needed to update my bloggy and wish all of my friends a very Merry and Blessed Christmas. Thanks be to God for sending us His son. What a beautiful gift!

Baking is on our agenda for the day, too. Unfortunately, Scott will have to work half a day today, so the kids and I are about to attack the kitchen with gusto! First, we will make Pecan Pralines thanks to new bloggy friend Lianne who posted an easy Paula Dean recipe. Scott's family is from Louisiana, though, and they know how to make pralines, so I hope I can do them justice. We will also make chocolate chip cookies that I posted several posts ago. YUM! Maybe I'll do a batch of brownies too.

I'll also put together a casserole for Christmas morning breakfast. It will be the Paula Dean Baked French Toast Casserole. Can you say butter overload??? It will be good for a sugar overdose and I hope that everyone enjoys it. We're staying home for Christmas day so I am making simple meals for the day. I think maybe Mac n Cheese soup for tomorrow. It's a favorite here.

From our home to yours, Merry Christmas!!

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas....

2008-12-15T06:53:00.000-08:00

Well, this is Alabama, so our Christmas is a little more rainy and a lot less white. Though, some southern friends have received snow, our grass continues to be a mix of green and brown. Abby wakes up most mornings to ask if it has snowed. Bless her heart, she is seven and has only seen snow twice in her life.

I realize that it has been forever since my last post. Christmas season with all of it's gatherings and must dos are in full swing. We began decorating the house a little before Thanksgiving with trees put up the weekend after. I love my house all a glow with Christmas lights and candles. It smells nice and feels so cozy. I also tend to bake more yummies for us and friends during the holiday season. There is always a treat on the counter, though, right now the treat is peppermint Hershey's kisses. So good, but not homemade.

Bunco friends made a visit to my house this month. Our group always frets over hosting Christmas, and I was nervous since this was my first holiday host. Actually, it was not bad at all. For our group, we never play in December, we just enjoy the company and food and play Dirty Santa. It was so much fun and I got a great prize that I will share later. Dinner for the group was Cheese and Garlic Grits, ham sandwiches, grape salad (minus nuts due to an allergy), and a tomato tart. It was all so good. I hope the group had as much fun as I did. Oh, and for dessert I had a honey bun cake. I HIGHLY recommend this one. It is quick and so yummy and moist.

Friday night, we were also able to visit Lifetech again. As always, it was amazing to see God work in our prison system. I have two pen pals from inmates there and they uplift me way more than I do them. I got to spend some one on one time with each of them. One of the girls was able to visit with her girls for the first time in five months this past Saturday. She was so excited. This girl has worked through so much in her life, but she is now so grounded in the word of God. I know that once she is out, God will open up so much to her. Keep Brittany in your prayers, please.

On Tuesday night, we will get the opportunity to visit the Lovelady Center in downtown Birmingham. This is a transitional facility for women and their children. Scott has been able to play there a couple times with Kevin Derryberry and he loves it. On Tuesday, we will take Christmas presents to them for their children. Actually, Scott was adamant about taking our children with us. It will be good for them to actually hand a child in need a gift. We desire to instill service and charity in our children, so we are very excited to take them. Actually, today, Henry and I will shop for the children, so it will be lots of fun.

On another front, the song that I have told y'all about that Scott wrote was on the radio this week!! It was so exciting. If you recall, he plays drums with Kevin Derryberry . On Kevin's newest cd, Scott wrote a song. To me, of course, the song is great. And it was so neat that it was on the radio. This Friday morning, Kevin and the band will be on the Rick and Bubba show, so if they are in your area, be sure to listen. The title of Scott's song is I Call Your Name and it is the first track on the cd, so you should be able to go to cdbaby.com and listen. If you like it, buy it. For every one cd sold, the ministry will be able to give 5 away to the men and women in local jails and prisons. Heathahlee, I'm getting one to you, I PROMISE! I am such a procrastinator....

I pray that you are all doing well this holiday season. We still have much to do before Christmas. Both kids have their parties this week and they are out of school for the holidays this Friday. All of our shopping is done, but we really need to start wrapping. That is NOT my favorite part. But, the kids are excited to help.

I am thankful for Christmas. I am thankful for the birth of Jesus. I am thankful that my kids know the true reason that we celebrate Christmas. I am thankful for the daily gift of my husband. God Bless us EVERYONE! :)

The elves are among us

2008-12-02T06:02:00.000-08:00

We do Santa at my house. Scott is very anti-Santa. It's hard to keep up the charade with him and keep a straight face. Please understand, my children know the meaning of Christmas. Each night we read verses from the bible to prepare our hearts and home to celebrate the birth of Jesus. To us, that is the most important of Christmas. We always want to ensure that our children always think of Jesus before Santa.

Since Scott is very anti-Santa, imagine his frustration when I informed him that an elf would visit us last year during the holiday season. We had this cute little guy named Mr. Snow visit us and create all sorts of fun in our home. If you are not familiar with elf visits check out this site. Of course, I'm too cheap to get one of the elves from the site, so I have another one. However, this year Henry wants his own elf, so I must search for another friend.

Last year, our elf decorated our tree with socks, we found him in the freezer, he would get things out of our pantry to eat. There was always some little mess to find when we woke up. The kids LOVED looking for him each morning. Scott and I had fun trying to see what crazy antics Mr. Snow would come up with next.

Well, last night it seems that Mr. Snow made his appearance. Abigail found him downstairs riding on her toy kitty with other stuffed friends to complete his sleigh. He also adorned his crew with Christmas lights. Silly Mr. Snow.

What about you? Do you have any friends that visit during the Christmas season?

Thankful heart

2008-11-24T19:10:00.000-08:00

As the day of Thanksgiving gets closer, I am truly aware of how blessed we are. Though I have posted a couple weeks ago about the decrease in pay for Scott, I am thankful to report that our God is faithful. While he has not had a "normal" paycheck since the change, the pay is enough to sustain our family. So, if you have prayed, I thank you, and please continue.

I am thankful for the change in Scott's job situation. Because of his pay change, Scott has pursued a career path he loves more than ever. While we are not currently prepared to completely go in that direction, he is open to pursuing it without reservations. And, because we serve an all knowing God, He has placed people in Scott's path that are in this field. These people will be able to give Scott an inside look at the job field and can mentor him.

I am thankful that I have married a man with an amazing family. My mother in law is an amazing woman and I cannot imagine being a mother without her by my side. She loves my children more than they could ever know. There is nothing my mother in law would not do for her family. Each and every time I have asked for her help, she has given it without question. Unfortunately, I did not fully appreciate her until after I had children. Now, though, I love her more each day. She makes me laugh, she raised an amazing son, and she is a strong woman.

I am thankful that I have a beautiful daughter. We have days when we have arguments and she drives me crazy, but she fills my heart with such joy. Abigail is such a sweet and smart little girl. I find it hard to believe that she is already seven. I'm not sure where the time has gone. I love to go to her school and hear her teacher tell me what a pleasure Abby is to have in class. Of course I know she is good kid, but it's nice to hear it from others. She has such a sweet loving spirit. Well, except when it comes to her brother. She does love doing for others, though.

I am thankful for my sweet son. You have heard lots of Henry woes lately, but there is nothing better than one of his hugs. Some days, I am ready to put him out on a curbside (kidding here people, only kidding), but there are those days when he can be the sweetest little boy. I love it when he tells me he loves me and that I am the bestest mommy ever.

I am thankful that I get to make actual for real cornbread dressing this year. I love to cook. My confidence in the kitchen is getting better and I am attempting new things. I've made this before and it was very good. This is a dish that I have taken on as a Thanksgiving responsibility on my own. Actually, my mother in law, though wonderful, is not much of a cook. She has gotten dressing from a grocery deli (yuck!) and has tried the frozen version (ok, but not the same). So, if I wanted real dressing, I had to make it. Sweet mother in law doesn't want to put too much on me, so she never asks me to make dressing, I have to insist. I am rather persistent when I want to do something.

This year, I am also making double layer pumpkin pie and sugar free banana cream pudding. My father in law is borderline diabetic so I promised him a sugar free dessert. I love taking food to family gatherings. It's really nice when others actually eat what I make, AND LIKE IT!

So, as you sit around the Thanksgiving table this year and count your blessings, truly thank God for what you have. Over the last couple weeks, I have been trying to teach my kids about poverty. We put together shoe boxes for Samaritan's Purse to send to children overseas. My daughter only associates poverty with other countries. I've tried to explain to her that there are quite possibly children who attend her school that do not have enough necessities. I am trying to instill a sense of thankfulness in my children instead of greed. To think of others before yourself.

Of course, I'm not so sure that I am succeeding. Tonight, Abigail asked how she could get $400 because she wants four American Girl dolls. As we were getting items for the shoe boxes, Henry cried each time I put something in the buggy for the child and not him. So, I guess I still have my work cut out for me.

Little Things in Life: A Give-A-Way

2008-11-18T12:41:00.000-08:00

Little Things in Life: A Give-A-Way

Hey, Melissa over at the Little Things in Life is giving away a sweet treat to get you in the mood for Christmas. She is a talented Alabama girl and has put together a great gift set. Y'all, it's already cold here, so it must be time to put out the tree, right??

I'm hosting Bunco at my home for December, so I really need to get my decor out and ready as soon as I can. Don't worry, I'll take pictures so you can see.

Now, you can enter Melissa's give a way, if you want, but I really want to win, so maybe you shouldn't enter... Oh, okay, you deserve a shot, too, enter away!!

Oh Henry!

2008-11-12T17:03:00.000-08:00

I've written a bit about the woes of my son Henry. He is an extremely busy little boy and he is so darn cute. In fact, here is a picture of my sweet boy last year.

You see, he was spending the night with Grannie when this happened. He was running on the driveway and he tripped. There was not some big accident, he just tripped and broke a bone in his wrist. Henry was so brave when he broke his wrist. He, surprisingly, was very still for the x rays and when the technician put the cast on his arm. We had to deal with a smelly, stinky cast for about 6-7 weeks. The cast was removed last year on Halloween. Henry was three at the time.

And now, one year later, I wanted to show you another picture of my son.

Doesn't he have a sweet smile? Oh, wait, did you notice the cast up to his armpit? Well, we got that Monday. On Saturday, I was upstairs getting ready to clean the bathrooms when I heard this screaming cry from downstairs. I raced down the stairs to see my son laying on the floor in tears. Did you notice the monster truck in the picture with Henry? Well, he was standing on the truck and the wheels went out from under him and he crashed to the floor landing on his right elbow. He has fractured his elbow and should be in a cast for about three weeks. Notice that this cast is on the same arm as the one from last year.

So, should I have him in protective gear at all times, or do I just need to make sure that I have good insurance? Man, I was told that boys were more challenging than girls, but I had no idea that it would require more co-pays!! Again, he is handling this very well. It has not slowed him down a bit. In fact, now that his arm is in a cast, he seems to be a little bit more of a daredevil. I guess he figures that at least his right arm is safe, why not take the chance.

Do you understand why I cannot ever ever allow him to own a dirt bike? Scary thought.

My Husband Rocks!!

2008-11-06T19:54:00.001-08:00

I thought I would get this in tonight since I'll never have time tomorrow. Here is my intermittent installment of My Husband Rocks!

Since my last post, it seems that God has decided to let it rain. Scott recently received news at work that his pay would be significantly cut. He is an automotive technician (mechanic) and the industry has been hit hard due to the economy. He was paid on a salary base, but will now be paid per job he completes. Yesterday, he did not work on a car at all. That translates to no pay for yesterday.

While he is nervous about our financial state, he is looking to the future. Also, he knows WHO holds our future and will follow the lead of God. For some time Scott has felt led to change careers but the fear of the unknown has always held him back. I feel now, though, the God is letting Scott know that he has nothing else to loose. We, as a couple, are looking and preparing for what is in store. We know that God will take care of the incidentals, we just need to be brave enough to step out of the boat.

My husband rocks because he is talking about our future. My husband rocks because he wants what is best for our family but is also wanting to follow the will of God. He rocks because he is honest with me about his fear and concerns. It has taken many years of maybes and what if's, but I pray that Scott is getting closer to a decision as to what he wants to be when he grows up. :)

So, if you don't mind, say a little prayer for us. Our lives will be very different with the uncertainty of a steady paycheck, but overall, I think we will be ok. No, I know we will be ok because He has plans for our future. Plans to give us hope and a future. So, though we may know what we would want to do we know that “A man's heart plans his way, But the LORD directs his steps.” Proverbs 16:9.

Halloween Recap

2008-11-01T15:16:00.000-07:00

We are not very big Halloween-y people. Not really a decision we have made as a family, but something that seems to work for us. And it doesn't bother us if others think we are weird or that we are sheltering our kids. And it doesn't bother me if you do something differently, this just works for us.

My kids have never been trick or treating. I did as a kid and I loved it, but we've never taken them. Really, the main reason is because our church does an AWESOME festival every year on Halloween. We take the kids there dressed in their favorite costume. Our church offers inflatables of every kind, games to play, and candy galore. So, that's what we do. The kids have a blast and so do we. It is also a great outreach event. I am always so proud of my daughter, because she has never failed to invite a friend from school that does not go to church. Our event at church is fun and safe and it is all my kids have ever known.

Here are a couple pictures from last night.

In this picture, Spidey Henry is attempting to capture pop star Abigail in his web. Now, I was not aware until after Henry's costume purchase that the black Spidey was not a nice guy. It was the only Spidey costume in Target his size. Oh well, he liked it. Abigail wanted to be a pop star. We looked on line at a cute costume from the Disney Store. On line, I did not like the one we bought, but once we were in the store, I loved it. I had to convince Abigail that she loved it too, but in the end, it was the perfect costume for her.

Oh, and during this political season, it was great to see the candidates out in full swing. Scott had the privilege to meet McCain and Palin.

Yes, I know that this picture has a red eye problem. Darn. Forgot to edit.

We had a great night. The kids had fun. It is always great to spend time with friends. Today, we had the soccer party for Henry's team, so the season is officially over. While we had fun, Henry did not love soccer. Well, if he did, he was not very attentive and had a hard time staying focused. Here is a shot of his last game with him kicking the ball in:

So, now, we can turn our focus on the upcoming holiday season. My kids will gather items for their shoe boxes soon for Samaritan's Purse. They love to do this and so do I. It is such a great lesson in giving and doing for others.

And there was our night. Hope y'all had fun, too. Now, we're on to other things and different decorations. Cornucopia here we come!

Family Favorites Foods for Cold Weather

2008-10-29T13:48:00.000-07:00

When it is cold outside, I love to make soups. Scott's absolute favorite is Baked Potato Soup. It is thick and hearty and warms you up on a very cold day. Of course, I thought I'd share the recipe with you to see if your family loves it too.

Baked Potato Soup

4 lge baked potatoes
2/3 c butter
2/3 c all purpose flour
3/4 tsp salt
1/2 tsp pepper
6 c milk (powdered milk prepared works well, too)
4 green onions chopped and divided
12 slices bacon, cooked and crumbled
1 1/4 c shredded cheddar cheese

Bake potatoes, cut in half, scoop pulp- set aside. Discard skins. Melt butter over low heat. Once melted, add flour, stirring until smooth. Cook 1 minute, stirring constantly, until smooth and thickened. Add salt, pepper, and onions. Stirring constantly, slowly add milk. Once complete, slowly add potato pulp. Add 1/2 cup of bacon and 1 cup of cheese. Cook until thoroughly heated. It will thicken as it heats. Top each bowl with remaining cheese, bacon, onions, and sour cream (if desired).

Of course, if you want, add or take away ingredients as preferred. We love this soup as is, but sometimes, I do not add the onions and it's still perfect.

Another new favorite is the yummy nummy chocolate chip cookie recipe I talked about in an earlier post. I think I took this from another blog. Was it yours? If so, we LOVE this recipe.

Yummy-Nummy Chocolate Chip Cookies

Heat oven to 375 degrees. Combine at medium speed until well blended:
3/4 c butter crisco
1 1/4 c firmly packed brown sugar
2 tbsp milk
1 tbsp vanilla

Beat one egg into mixture.

In a separate bowl, combine
1 3/4 c flour
1 tsp salt
3/4 tsp baking soda

Mix into creamed mixture just until blended. Stir in 1 cup chocolate chips. Drop rounded tablespoons of dough onto ungreased cookie sheet. Bake for 8-10 minutes. This will make about 30-36 cookies. And, this makes the best tasting cookie dough I have ever had. ENJOY!!!

So, there are some of my family favorites. Now that it is cold, we are able to enjoy some of these. Does your family have a favorite cold weather recipe?

2008-10-25T12:35:00.000-07:00

I came across this today on Karin's bloggy page. It moved me beyond words, which for me, is a challenge. I love the words spoken here and the beautiful image of God holding me close when I am afraid of the rain. You know that song, "Bring the Rain" by Mercy Me? Well, what if we are so afraid that we are not strong enough to weather the storm? What if we feel that the rain is coming to hard and too fast? We can find comfort in knowing that our Father will hold us during the storms. Watch this and let me know what you think.

Call off the Search Party, I'm here....

2008-10-24T16:56:00.000-07:00

Has it really been forever and forever since I have last posted in bloggy land?? Sorry friends. I have a very good friend of mine ask me last Sunday at church if I had a tough week because I had not posted on my bloggy page. Oops, sorry.

Actually, remember me telling you about my horrible allergies? Well, my allergies had gotten worse so I ended up at the doctor. I left with a handful of samples (I'm friends with my doctor) and a diagnosis of an ear infection. After a lovely round of antibiotics, my ear infection is all better but I have been left with a cough that will NOT stop. As of today, I am better. My energy level is SLOWLY returning, cough is somewhat under control, and I am still friends with my doctor even though I am not 100% better. So, that is the main reason I have been MIA. I have truly not had energy to concentrate on anything to write.

Many of you asked about my yard sale. Y'all, I so wish you could have been there. It was a big flop, so if you were there we would at least had a great time. I thought with so many events in the community it would have been a great weekend for a yard sale. Well, I was wrong. We hardly made anything. But, on the up and up, all of the yard sale stuff never made it back in my house. My rule is that if stuff makes it on my driveway for a yard sale, it does not go back in my house if it doesn't sell. So, all of our pretties can now be found at our local thrift store. Oh well, better luck next time. God has really been speaking to me about not bringing things into my home for the sake of owning stuff. He is telling me that my treasures are not to be in my things. So, I think it was a good thing that I didn't sell much. He had more that He wanted me to learn. Oh, and, on his own, Henry did yell "yard sale" from the driveway. I laughed so hard! Y'all would have loved it.

On another front, my sweet cute little son seems to be having trouble in school again. It breaks my heart. He is a truly sweet little boy, but he is full of strong will and energy. This week, he had to visit the office in his preschool three times in one day. He is only there four hours, so he averaged a visit every 45 mins. What frustrated me is that I never had a note or phone call about his behavior. Henry is honest with me and he told me that he went to the office so many times. Wednesday night, I sent the director of his preschool an email expressing my concerns.

This year, I wanted to know if Henry would be ready for "real" school next year. So far, the majority of feedback I get is if my son has had a bad day. It was very rare that I would hear if he was doing well. Also, he does not like to write. When I try to sit with him to do a workbook, it's like pulling teeth. He is not very interested in sitting and doing seat work. However, the boy knows all of the letters and the sounds they make. He can tell me every number by looking at it from 1-100. He's smart. In class, though, if he does not complete his worksheet in the allotted time, he is sent to the office for completion. Once he's in the office, he has someone work with him one on one to complete the work. Does that sound like punishment for a little boy who loves attention? Not so much in my book. I have asked if it would be possible to sit in his room to complete the assignment while the other children moved on to the next activity. Also, I have asked the director to send me a note each time he is sent to the office and should he have to go more than once to call me.

My son has always been a discipline problem in his classrooms. Mind you, he is not aggressive, nor mean. Henry is busy. One of my main concerns is that his behavior is judged more harshly than others in the classroom. He is always one of the biggest, but one of the youngest. I'm not sure if teachers expect more out of him, or knit pick everything he does because they know he will do something wrong so he's an easy target. I really like his teacher this year, but she is tough. Maybe she's not the best choice for him. I don't know. But, today, I pick him up and I get a positive report. Henry did tell me, though, that yesterday his teacher had to leave the classroom for a meeting. I'm sure the director let her know my concerns.

I mean, look at that face. Does he look like a troublesome little boy? This picture was taken tonight while we were making homemade chocolate chip cookies. Let me just tell you that the cookies are yummy-nummy. I'll have to post the recipe soon.

So, I'll be better about posting. And, if you have a challenging child, I would love to know what steps have worked for you and your family. I've missed you friends!!

Yard Sale, Yard Sale., Yard Sale

2008-10-08T13:54:00.001-07:00

When I was a little girl, whenever my mom had a yard sale, it was my job to stand at the driveway and yell, "Yard Sale." I told this to Scott and he laughed. He said, "Do you realize that the only people who heard you were the neighbors and they were probably so annoyed, that they wouldn't come to the yard sale." Well, I was relatively obedient as a child, so I just did what my mommy told me. Now, I realize that is was just to keep me out of her hair for awhile. So much for being Mommy's Little Helper.

This Saturday, it looks as if we will be blessed with lovely weather and I'm having a yard sale. I am off loading all of the trinkets I have bought but that really have no home. My basement is full of odds and ends. I am notorious for taking things off my mantle or shelves and put in a yard sale. If my kids don't see me, I have been known to put favored toys in a yard sale. Is that a bad mommy?

I get to where stuff and clutter absolutely drive me crazy! At the moment, I am being driven crazy. I will offer bookcases and end tables. Books. Toys. TONS of home decor. I tried to talk Henry into putting his train table in the yard sale, but he was not interested. I guess he is ok with not having floor space in his room. Remember the pictures? He has a train table, drum set, and Rescue Hero monster boat thing. He is on toy overload, but whatever....

So, Heathahlee, wanna drive down and keep me company? Brandee, I don't think the flight would be too far, would it?

I'll be sure to take lots of pictures of all my goodies for sale. I love having a yard sale, though, because I love seeing all of the different types of people who visit. It's always a lot of fun. And, that night, we may head down to the pumpkin patch for a bon fire. Lot's of fun heading our way.

I so love fall. Except for the nagging allergies, fall is my favorite time of year. My sneezing has subsided only to be replaced with a crazy persistent cough. Any remedies you have to get rid of a cough that will not go away?? Please??

700 Billion reasons....

2008-10-01T14:20:00.000-07:00

I started my job on Tuesday. I am completely overwhelmed at the moment. It's been awhile since I've been in work land and I almost forgot how it works. The new challenges are big, but I think I can tackle them with little to no trouble. For me, it's just trying to figure out what I need to do and when I need to do it. So, thanks for thinking of me friends, I'm doing pretty good. God is doing some good things here.

As I was browsing bloggy land, I came across Kimba's great post. See her awesome, great bloggy button on my sidebar? Check her out, she's great. Well, her post put into words that I have been thinking for some time, now.

Everyday, as I watch the news, I am so concerned with the state of the economy. Normally, I am not too financial or political savvy, but when I have news people telling me that the government is wanting to dole out a whopping 700 BILLION, I pay attention. Really, no matter which political party you agree with, is it really the answer to give a company more money than I can comprehend to help people who bit off more than they can chew?

I bought a house within my means. I drive a six year old van. Scott has a truck that has over 115,000 miles. If this bailout plan passes or not, it will effect me and my family some way or the other. My husband works in the automotive industry. If the economy bombs out, then he could loose his job. Am I worried? Yes, to an extent, but I know that God is bigger than 700 billion dollars.

The way I see it, this whole "crisis" is due to over consumerism. I see, I want it, I get, I can't pay for it when my bill comes in. This is the way that a majority of Americans live. We strive to live in homes that are larger than necessary in neighborhoods we cannot afford. We need to drive a new car all the time and feel that our children are entitled to the latest and greatest whatever. We feel the need to keep up with the Jones', but the Jones' can't make their minimum payment on their credit cards. Is that they way God intended us to live?

God tell us that we can have the desires of our hearts, but our hearts should align with the will of God. It saddens me to see that we are teaching our children to get what they want and when they want it. We are more concerned with appearances to others than what God must think of us. We want stuff and we need places to put this stuff. And it just keeps getting more and more and bigger and bigger. Is it worth 700 billion dollars? Is it worth ruining credit and lives to own things?

"For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." Matthew 6:21

"No man can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to one and despise the other. YOU CANNOT SERVE BOTH GOD AND MONEY." Matthew 6:21 (I did all caps on the last part for emphasis.)

The 700 billion dollar crisis is because we have a nation that has treasures here on the earth and are serving money and NOT God. Y'all it could be so much better. I really hope that the bailout does not occur. I pray that our nation learns where to store our treasures. I pray for our nation.

My Husband Rocks!

2008-09-26T11:48:00.000-07:00

So, I am back for a bit. But, Heathahlee made me come back. She emailed me to let me know how Katy Lin at the Great Adventure is having this amazing great giveaway. Since I love all the goodies offered, I thought I write a bit. Well, since this is supposed to be a post about how I love my husband, I really shouldn't day that I'm writing just for the goodies, now should I??

Kidding! I completely, totally, without a doubt LOVE my husband. I am thankful that we are together. And, in true Letterman fashion, here are the top 10 reasons My Husband Rocks!

10. He puts the kids to bed every night he is home. This means he sings our bedtime song twice, reads stories, and prays with the kids.

9. He is on the field with Henry's soccer team during every practice. Even though he does not care for sports and has no clue about the rules of soccer, he is there for his son.

8. He looks darn cute in his tee shirts that are a little fitted and a good pair of jeans. I have a favorite tee of his and he wears it just for me.

7. He is reliable. If he tells someone that he will do something, he will bend over backwards to make it happen.

6. He loves the Lord and tries hard to follow His plan for his life. Scott believes in taking care of his family, so the thought of pursuing the unknown scares him, but he will if he feels that is the direction that God will lead him.

5. He writes beautiful words. When he proposed to me, he did so with a poem he wrote for me. He also has a song he has written on an upcoming cd for our worship leader.

4. He is passionate about his music. He is constantly trying to learn something new about music and recording. He is good at what he does and tried to constantly improve.

3. He loves his little girl. When we were pregnant for the first time, he prayed we would have a girl. He was so excited when we found out Abby was a girl. She will always be Daddy's little girl, no matter how old.

2. He takes care of things in our home. He is the one who fixes things in our home. We have never paid anyone to do work in our home that Scott can do himself. He is very handy and that has been a wonderful blessing to our family.

1. He loves me even though I am not easy to love. Y'all, some days, I'm just down right mean, and he loves me anyway. He puts up with my forever moody self. He knows when to back off and he knows when to push me. He'll hold me as I cry and give me space when I need to be alone. He is there during the good and the bad.

I love my husband for many more reasons than the ones listed, but I thought this would give you a little glimpse in the awesomeness of Scott.

And, no, this picture has nothing to do with this post. I just like it and it's my blog and I can do what I want! And, I am trying to talk my awesome husband into another Disney trip.

So, thanks for letting me indulge. Check out what cool stuff Katy Lin is giving away. She's a lot of fun and so are the other bloggy ladies that think their husbands rock, too.

J O B

2008-09-23T12:42:00.000-07:00

So, I got a job. I was not really looking for a job. A friend is moving out of state and she called me about her job. She works for an amazing couple in our church that has their own business. I explained to my friend that if I got a job that it would HAVE to work around my kids. I always want to be here when my kids are home from school.

So, the owner called me and we worked out an arrangement. I will work when Henry is in preschool. A couple days a week, he will ride home with a friend for an hour and a half. But, I will be home everyday by 2:30 at the latest.

I'm still very surprised by all of this. I am thankful because the extra income will be nice. I really want Scott to further explore the possibility of going back to school. If I am bringing home a paycheck, he will be more open to the idea. I really think that this will be a good thing for my family. I will go to work and still be able to be here for my kids.

The only thing that concerns me at the moment is childcare options once the kids are out of school. I will still work a few days a week during the summer for a few hours. I will look into having a teen from church come and be a sitter for that short time. Then, in the fall, once school starts, I will only have to work during the school day.

I'm processing it all as I type. My friend talked with the owner about me, and the owner had already been thinking about me as an option. Y'all, I really feel that this is a God thing. This is not something that I was looking for. Both my friend and my new boss were thinking about me as a replacement, but never said anything to the other until my name came up in conversation. This is a christian environment and a family place. So, they understand my desire for my family to come first.

I'm nervous and excited at the same time. It has been almost 8 years since I have worked outside the home. I've done a few things here and there, but nothing on a regular basis. I know that this will be a job that I will be able to do, but I will have to learn something completely new.

Y'all, keep my in your prayers. I should start on Tuesday. So, since I've taken a step back in bloggy world, my time here may be very few and far between. I'll still be around, though. bloggy world means too much to me to quit cold turkey. :) Thanks for your understanding and prayers.

Loving Fall

2008-09-21T16:03:00.000-07:00

So, fall weather has been giving us a visit in Alabama and I LOVE IT! Normally, we do not see much of fall weather. We jump from 80 degree weather to temps in the 40's. So, this little cool spell has been wonderful. All of my friends up north will laugh when I say that our cool spell has given us temps in the 70's. It get's chilly at night and as low as the upper 50's. Remember, this is Alabama. It stays hot as blue blazes until late October, then we're reaching for our "big" coats.

This wonderful weather has had my family outside. Last weekend, we met friends in the park and had a nice picnic dinner. The kids had a blast then came home and were ready to crash. It was so nice. I love seeing the kids run and play.

Last night, we were at a friends home enjoying a kiddie birthday party. The kids ran an played and were sweaty and smelly when it was time to leave. Today we went to the park again and let the kids shoot rockets and play until their hearts content.

I love fall weather. Well, except for the fact to I suffer from major seasonal allergies this time of year. I have to stay well medicated, but I really enjoy this time of year. I even have a cute pumpkin display on the front steps.

The pumpkin is a cute faux one I found at the thrift store. I did not realize how much they cost in a real store. I was mighty excited to find this one for $1.48. The metal bucket was another find. And the bench it's sitting on is a favorite of mine. Unfortunately, Scott does not share my love for this bench and he wanted me to get rid of it, and I just couldn't. So, it bears the weather for my enjoyment.

With all of the fall weather we've been having, I've been itching to make some of my favorite soups. I cannot for the life of my enjoy soup when it's 100 degrees outside.

Here is a recipe of a family favorite. It's quick. It's easy and it's yummy.

Macaroni and Cheese Soup

1 box premium mac n cheese
1 can cheddar cheese soup
1 box frozen broccoli (thawed and drained)
About 8 oz of diced ham (I always get the ham already diced in a pkg for salads)
1 cup water
2 cups milk
1 tbsp butter

In one pot, prepare mac n cheese per package directions.
In larger (soup pot) bring 1 cup of water, butter, broccoli to a boil. Add ham. Once mac n cheese is completed, add it with other ingredients. Then add cheddar cheese soup and 2 cups of milk. Stir until smooth. Once everything is heated thoroughly, serve. It does keep well, but as you reheat it, it will have more of mac n cheese look, than soup.

I made this the other night, and I had fresh broccoli on hand, so you can use it too. It's really yummy and very filling. Wish I had taken a picture to share. I did think of you, though. Hope you enjoy!

I miss you all, but stepping back has been a good thing for me. And look there are 5 people following me. How fun is that??

Still here....

2008-09-17T12:39:00.001-07:00

So, it's been awhile since I've posted. Sorry to my faithful few.

I really think bloggy world is fun, but a little too time consuming for me. Not time consuming in the sense that I actually post a lot, but I spend too much time reading all of the other brilliant posts. Really, you are all fascinating and wonderful women, but I think I'll break for a bit.

I really needing to get my home in order, and I have a hard time when I'm waiting to see what others will post. Or thinking what I will post. Or feeling guilt that I have not posted. Or spending TOO MUCH MONEY at the thrift store for items that I like, but do not love. I really need to get priorities in order. Since bloggy world is not a necessity to live, I'll hang back for a some time.

My kids have me on the roads so much each week now, my home has really suffered. I really need to regroup and refocus and make better use of my time and money. I'll pop in every so often to let you all know about the wonderfulness of my home. It will just help take off the bloggy burden and really focus on the blessings God has given me.

Thanks for all of the sweet birthday wishes. It was a great week and I am so thankful that I got to share it with you. Love you! Mean it!

Happy Birthday to ME!

2008-09-13T08:19:00.000-07:00

Yes, I am calling attention to my own birthday. Tacky, isn't it?? Thirty one years ago today I was born. So, I am now officially in my 30's. Man, where did time go? I've had ups and downs, but overall, I am pleased with the past 31 years. I am so excited to see what God has in store for the next 31 years and beyond. Notice that I am hopeful for a very long life.

So, enough about me. Last night Scott took me to see Big Daddy Weave in concert at the beautiful Alabama Theater. The show was amazing. Well, I do have to say, that when we arrived, there was a couple sitting in my SEATS. I was not very happy, but I put on my Jesus face and sat beside them. Isn't that big of me? I figured that I would not interrupt their worship to be a bully and take my seats back. I'm not bitter.

Anyway, other than Big Daddy Weave, Rush of Fools also played. They really did a great job. The words of some of there songs really are moving. They are a bit more rock, but the band truly has a passion for His purpose. It was really great to see.

The opening, opening act was Jason Gray. Have you heard of him? No, well, be sure to check out his site. HE WAS GREAT! It was just him and his guitar and his beautiful voice. Truly a gifted man. He had a horrible migraine last night, but he was a trooper and put on a great show. Support up and coming artists!

The moment in the show that brought tears to my eyes was when Mike Weaver (aka Big Daddy) spoke of how his niece asked her daddy, "Can you sing about Jesus tomorrow and stay home one more day?" I cried. It really reminded me of the sacrifice that artists make once they receive the call from God to perform. They struggle on the road because they miss their families, but their desire to please an everlasting God is strong. So, as you support those artists with a call to serve God, say a prayer for them. They entertain us, but they play for an audience of one.

September 11th

2008-09-11T13:38:00.001-07:00

This morning, as my husband left for work, I reminded him that today was September 11th. Today is a day that will ALWAYS live in the hearts and minds of Americans.

That warm Tuesday morning, I was preparing to visit a friend across town. We had two painters over working on the outside of our home. Scott was at work and I was feeding five month old Abigail.

As soon as I heard the first report, I rushed to tell our painters that a plane hit a tower in NYC. At first, we thought it a crazy accident. I continued to watch the Today Show as the second plane hit the other tower. My painters rushed into my house to watch the events unfold. I spoke to Scott, who thought it best to stay at work and not travel on the roads. I was scared to death.

I am thankful that my painters were there with me. They seemed to offer comfort. But, as we watched after the plane hit the Pentagon, one commented, "We are now at war."

How true that statement has become. We are at war, and justly so. Though, many have given their lives for our freedom, the war in Iraq is a good thing. None of the men or women in service were required to join the military. They joined because they believe in the good of this country. They believe in you, they fight for you.

I am thankful for the job these men and women do for our country. Currently, Scott's cousin is a Black Hawk pilot stationed in Iraq. Every time I see news that a helicopter has been shot down, I hold my breath. Scott also has a family member in the Navy and is serving in the Persian Gulf.

That morning seven years ago, I wept as I held my daughter. I was sad that she would grow up in a different world than I. I wept for those that no longer had mommy or daddy to hold them. I wept for a nation that had been attacked.

God was there. I am certain. As the stories unfolded, God was there. There were miracles as well as tragic losses. But God held them in their final moments. I am certain that there were so many who cried out to a holy and just God, and He welcomed them home.

Thank you President George W. Bush for standing up for our nation. Thank you men and women of service for your continuing support of our nation. Thank you, God, for holding us, as a whole, in the palm of your mighty hands as we wept.

Birthday Week

2008-09-08T11:49:00.000-07:00

Well, I for one LOVE to celebrate my birthday. Having a September birthday is always good for late beach trips because they are cheaper. Unfortunately, this year, a beach trip is not in the books, and with hurricane season in full swing, I am thankful.

Actually, my birthday is this Saturday (the 13th). My sweet husband got tickets to see Big Daddy Weave this Friday night. He was so impressed with them when he played the same event this past weekend, that he wanted me to see them. So, we got tickets and we are all set for Friday night date night. I'm really looking forward to it, but what does one wear to a concert these days? I am expecting them to bring a big draw from the youth kids, so I may look a little out of place ( I will be 31 on Saturday). Oh well, we have good seats, and I will get down and boogie and raise my hands and worship with the best of them.

Oh, and I have the cutest (to me) fall thingy on my front door. I LOVE the way it turned out, and it was CHEAP. Y'all, cheap is my love language. :)

Here is a break down of what I did. I already had the metal bucket. The grassy stuff in the background is the bottom part of a $1 store decorative broom. I just cut it off right below the first section that was bound together. If you get one, you will see what I'm talking about. Then, I just added two fall picks from the $1 store. There you have it! Crazy quick and simple. And cute, you can't forget cute.

To my bloggy friends, thanks for your kind words regarding my last post. They truly meant a lot to me. Scott had a great time. We all missed him like crazy, but my brownies were stinking good. God does use Scott's time of playing away to speak to me and draw me closer to Him. Each time does get easier, so I really appreciate your thoughts and words. Y'all ROCK!! If you were here, I would bake a new batch of brownies just for you.

Me

2008-09-06T10:57:00.000-07:00

I am...

blessed more than I deserve.
busier than I care to be.
missing date time with my husband.
needing an extra dose of caffeine at the moment.

I want...

to be better about spending time with God.
to clean my house and have it stay that way for more than 10 minutes.
my family to always be close.
fall weather to come and stay.

I will...

not spend so much time in bloggy land.
work on my new bible study I am doing (Stepping Up- Beth Moore).
read stories to my son.
help my daughter be a better student.
be the wife my husband needs.

This weekend my husband is playing at Freedom Fest in Warner Robins, GA. He will have the opportunity to meet Big Daddy Weave, Rush of Fools , and Barlow Girl. I believe the Dr. Johnny Hunt will also be there.

As I stay home, I have a hard time. I let the enemy fill my head with thoughts that bring me down. I know that my husband is fulfilling his call to worship. I know that it is my job to stay behind and support him from home. I'm working on it, really I am. I am very thankful for his opportunities. He loves to go and play out. I am here spending some time with my kiddies.

Well, I will as soon as I finish this post. Last night, Abigail had a night with Grannie and PawPaw. Henry and I went to his first soccer game this morning. He did good for his first time to play. Tonight, Henry will have his turn with his grandparents. Abigail and I will have a great time tonight making brownies and painting toes. So, even though I miss my husband, I am thankful for alone time with my kids. So, yes, God has provided for all of us. Thanks for letting me cry on your shoulder today.

Fall Fun

2008-09-03T12:29:00.001-07:00

Over at the fantastically fun The Inspired Room is a fall fun fest. I wanted to share some of the little things I've done. Not too exciting, but fun for me.

Here is my foyer shelf in it's fall glory. Of course, all of the sticks, leaf garland, and random leaves came from the Dollar Tree. It really doesn't look this bright when you walk in my house. I had the door and shutters open when I took the picture.

This is my mantle. Of course, I've already shared this one, but this is the final product. I took a few things off and moved some stuff around.

This is atop my fabulous $10 end table. Not much going on here but some great pumpkins I got last year at Old Time Pottery. I love the way they look. And remember my $2.99 lamps? Well, this is the base of one.

And lastly, here is a little table in my dining room that needs to go, BUT I've adorned it with a lovely cornucopia, so for now, it's good. I found the cornucopia at the thrift store several months ago for $1.48, fruit and filling included.

So, there are a few fun fall pretties in my home. Thanks for looking!

Will you pray for me?

2008-08-30T18:15:00.000-07:00

Last night I was privileged to attend Lifetech in Wetumpka, Alabama. This is part of the woman's correctional program in our state. If you've read my blog for awhile, then you have read of my visits there in the past.

As I stood in the back of the room watching the women worship a just and holy God, I had tears. The women are in this facility because they broke the law. They hurt others or themselves. They are drug users. They are women who steal. They are women who need to feel the forgiving arms of a Savior. As the band played Bring the Rain, there were 100 women with their hands raised to the Almighty God. They cried out His name. They shed tears for the rain they have walked through. They worshiped without fear and it was an honest and true worship. These women need and desire the love and acceptance of God.

I always feel unworthy to go to this facility. I always feel that I am not a strong enough Christian to pray with these women. I am always thankful thankful that I go and that God does use me while I am there.

I have a pen pal in the facility and I was able to meet with her last night. I got to love on her and pray with her. I saw another woman that has been there on our last three visits. She will go home in about 4 weeks.

I met a girl named Brittany who left behind her now six month old and her four year old little girls. She says that she was saved, but still has not felt that release of her sin. It still is walking around with her. I prayed with her that she may open her heart completely to the love and forgiveness that can only be found in God. She has a long road ahead of her in this program. She is scared.

Really, all of the women are scared. They are scared to go through rehab. They are scared to get an education. They are scared to stay in the facility, and they are scared to go home.

I cannot imagine what fear they have. It's easy for me to tell them to take all the program has to offer and to flee from their past. But I have not walked down their path. Well, I could have gone down that path, because if not for the grace of God, I could be one of those women. However, I am thankful that I get to talk to them. I am thankful that I get to hold their hand, if only for a couple hours. The title of this post is, "will you pray for me?" It's because that is what the women ask of us when we get to meet with them. So, if you don't mind, can you say a small prayer for the women of Lifetech and all of the facilities like it around the nation. God can use the prayers of strangers to change a woman's heart.

Finally back to Friday Fun

2008-08-29T06:20:00.000-07:00

It's been awhile since I've been around the My Husband Rocks world. It's not that I don't think my husband rocks, it's that life is just plain crazy around here. So, here I am ready to spread some husband love.

My husband rocks. He really does. Last week he introduced Henry to one of his favorite hobbies as a child. He loved to shoot off model rockets. I think Scott was much more excited than Henry. Here he is getting ready for launch the next day.

I love that he was so excited to share his hobby with Henry. Scott doesn't love this picture because it highlights his balding sopt, but I really like it. They look so cute and determined to shoot that rocket.

Henry's favorite part was counting down the lift off.

The launch was successful. Both of my boys had a great time and I loved watching them. This is something that I think my family will enjoy for time to come.

So, my husband rocks because he shared his hobby with my son. He rocks because he was so excited to see the look on Henry's face. He rocks because he did NOT share his childhood passion of riding dirt bikes.

To see other rockin' husbands, check out Katy Lin.

It's the little things....

2008-08-27T19:01:00.000-07:00

DO little things make you happy? I love when I accomplish something little and it makes a huge impact. Yesterday and today I worked in my laundry room. It is small, so there is not much that can be done with it, but I did make it look a ton better.

Bloggy Land has given me such a great window into beautiful homes. I love a beautiful laundry room. One of my friends has such a huge, great laundry room, that I would LOVE to spend my time there. It's truly lovely.

For my little laundry area, I did have inspiration. First is talented Marie, you know her, she watches the wind blow by.. Check out her latest Ballard's copy cat on her bloggy page. Stunning, really. Her inspiration piece for me, though, was the painted can for her dog food. I thought, hmmm, I can do that for my laundry detergent (I use powder detergent, so this works for me).

My second inspiration came from Miss Queen Bee herself over at Buzzings of a Queen Bee. This link should take you to her great laundry room.

So, yesterday, my painting began and this is what I ended up with.

I painted the two baskets black. I like the contrast of the natural one. The contents of the baskets are upcoming seasonal decor. I've never really had a designated spot for each season of decor, but as my supply has grown so does my need for storage. So, in those baskets are my fall and thanksgiving decor items. I like that they have a purpose but do not look messy.

Today, I went to the thrift store in search of a metal bucket. This is what I found.

Pretty cute, huh? Well, in true Marie fashion, I painted that puppy white. My end result turned out pretty good. Well, good for me, who is a novice spray painter. There are flaws, but you can't tell. And it holds laundry detergent, so, really, it did not need to be perfect. The smaller can is an old coffee can I has around the house. It holds all of my dryer sheets.

So, for me, it's the little things accomplished that make me happy. When I walk in my laundry room now, it feels so much bigger. I love that everything has a place and that everything is in its place. I will have Scott hang a coat rack in there to hold the kids backpacks and lunch boxes.

So, here is what it looks like as you walk in. I have a shelf with all of these great plastic boxes. They hold laundry items and other miscellaneous junk that have no home. I hope you have enjoyed my little laundry area. I hope that you find happiness in the little things. I hope that you do not come over to visit because I have a pretty laundry room, but the rest of the house has gone to pot.

I love a good party!

2008-08-25T08:21:00.000-07:00

My new bloggy friend Joy over at Joys of Home is hosting a Paint Party today. She wants to see what fund things we have spray painted. Well, I am just entering the world of spray paint, but I have a couple fun things to share.

The first thing I want to show you is the chandelier in my dining room. When we moved in it had brass arms with white porcelain. Not very attractive. We, meaning Scott, took it down, hung in on a tree outside and painted it with Rustoleum's Hammered Bronze paint. I love the way it turned out. Also, please note that the shades are the ones I got a Lowe's for .60 a piece.

I know that Joy has been staying away from black paint, but I did get this urn at the thrift store this week for $1 and I painted it black. I also found the ball inside it at the thrift store. Also the tall stick thingys. The xylophone is from my exchange student experience in Guatemala when I was 15.

I've never had anything on top of my entertainment center, with the exception of the speakers for Scott's surround sound. They have not been properly installed because we plan to buy a flat screen and rearrange the living room when we do. All that to say here is my black urn.

My last picture is of something red. Do you remember the red thing on top of my cabinets? Well, here is a close up of it. Still not real sure what it is, but I like it. Again, a thrift store find.

So, there you have it, my painting efforts. For more great transformation, visit Joy and see what her other friends have done.

A yummy treat

2008-08-21T10:27:00.000-07:00

Last night, I wanted to bake something. I remembered that we had no eggs, so off to Publix I go.

I Googled (I love Google) chocolate chip muffins, because that is what I wanted to make. The first recipe I saw looked pretty good, so I tried it out. They were DELISH! The whole family loved them. The best part is that they were easy to make, and I'm all about easy in the kitchen.

If you're interested, here you go:

Chocolate Chip Muffins
2 cups all purpose flour
1/3 cup light brown sugar, packed
1/3 cup white sugar
2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
2/3 cup milk
1/2 cup butter, melted and cooled
2 eggs, lightly beaten
1 tsp vanilla
1/2 package chocolate chips

1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees, grease muffin tin
2. Mix flour, sugars (brown and white), baking powder, and salt
3. In another bowl, stir milk, eggs, butter, and vanilla until blended
4. Make a well in center of dry ingredients, add milk mixture and stir to combine
5. Stir in chocolate chips (nuts are optional)
6. Bake for 15-20 until toothpick comes out clean
7. Place on wire rack to cool

These are YUMMY!! Let me know if you make these and what your thoughts are. These should make about 18 regular muffins. If you want good size, muffins, I may would do twelve. Enjoy!!

A fall preview...

2008-08-19T12:12:00.000-07:00

After reading great decor blogs, I am in the mood for fall. Susie Harris has given fun inspiration for fall pretties, I've been itching to try them out.

Please remember, I live in Alabama. The leaves are currently turning colors and falling off of trees, but the is only due to heat and lack of water. Today it is in the 90's. It's really too hot to think of fall, but I can no longer help myself.

This is what I did today.

Of course, the metal pieces were already on the wall. All other pretties were added today. Susie also inspired me to visit the Dollar Tree. See my cute pumpkins? From the Dollar Tree. The pillar candle holders are also from the Dollar Tree. Not too shabby, huh?

The wreath was a last minute addition. I had already decided to put a wreath of the center metal piece for Christmas. I thought, well, why not put one up for fall. Dud, me! Remember, I am not a professional. The wreath is just a grapevine one with fall garland wrapped around one side. From the couch, it looks pretty good. If you walk up to the mantle and stare at the wreath, you will be sure to find flaws. So, don't walk up to the mantle and stare. Thank you.

Overall, I am happy with the way it looks. I'm sure that I will change something here and there, though. I have not been very happy with the things on my mantle, so this is a very nice change from where it was.

Happy Fall, Y'all!

It's a BOY!

2008-08-18T14:06:00.000-07:00

Do you remember when I told you that I wanted another dog? We went to visit the dogs that I am to dog sit next month. There are two adult black labs on the property and four five month old puppies. They were a little rowdy as we went to the back yard. Henry was very overwhelmed at the dogs. Honestly, so was I. They were jumping up and were all over the place.

The owners had one dog in the front with them when we arrived. They were working on some training with him. The dog had such a great disposition. His name is Jake. I know, rather predictable. Jake was excited when we went to the back yard, but did not jump up.

Sunday, I called the owners to see if we could have a play date with Jake just to make sure that he and Sierra would do well together. They played with each other and ignored each other all afternoon. It was looking pretty good, so I called and asked for a sleepover. Jake is used to being with his siblings, so we expected a long night.

We put him in the crate and never heard a sound from him all night. I think once he realized that Sierra was there with him, he would be fine. We were so proud of him. He has ran and played all day today. It has been so fun to look in the backyard to see two labs running around or napping on the deck. Sierra seems to be adjusting well to the new addition.

The owner called today. I asked her if we could be his new mommy and daddy and she said YES. We're so excited. The bargain hunter in my is thrilled to get a full blood lab for free. They are a little pricier than they were 10 years ago, so free is great!

The funny thing is that his name was already Jake. We had always said that if we had a boy dog, we would name him Jakers. We love the cartoon from PBS and love the name, so we have Jakers. The kids are so excited, and to be honest, so am I. I just love this dog!

So, this is Jake, our newest addition to our home. Am I crazy or what???

"A" Good Idea

2008-08-14T18:31:00.000-07:00

If you've been reading my bloggy, you may have noticed that I have alluded to the fact that we will soon be updating my daughter's room. Sadly, this room has not been painted since before her birth seven years ago. I now feel ready to tackle the project. I have gotten super cute bedding thanks to eBay. My wonderful bloggy friends have also offered great inspiration for projects to go in Abigail's room.

Can you guess where this project is going? I'm sure you can. I started out with paint, scrapbook paper, and an MDF letter A. This is what came next...

Don't you love how blogger turned my picture?? Hmmm, very interesting. ANYWAY, I painted the A a lovely shade of blue. Well, first, I traced the A onto the scrapbook paper, THEN I painted the A. While the paint was drying, I cut out the A. Y'all I am not the best cutter outer, but I got in done. After everything was dry, I got out the Modge Podge and covered the A then placed the scrapbook paper, then Modge Podged some more. Once it was all dry, I hot glued a little ribbon to the back for hanging. This is what I ended up with...

Of course, the instructions given are for the larger A. As for the smaller A, Joy over at the lovely Joys of Home gave a quick how to on this, so I thought I'd try it out. Not too bad for someone who is NOT a crafty person. I think Scott get scared every time he sees the paint.

On someones bloggy home tour, I saw a child's room that had several hangings of the child's first name. Was that you Susie Harris? Whomever you are, I think I will borrow this idea for Miss Abigail's room. Or there will be a random A here or there, haven't really decided yet.

I'd love to hear your thoughts and ideas on my project. Also, what other fun ideas do you have for a little big girl room? Or storage ideas? Like where to put all the bloomin' Webkinz!!!

On top of my Kitchen Cabinets

2008-08-13T07:17:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I have a hard time with accessory placement. I know when I like an object, so I get it, then I have NO IDEA what to do with it once I get it. The space above my kitchen cabinets has never really made me happy. There is too much space up there to leave it empty, so I've always felt like I needed something up there. So, it ended up being the place to put dishes, vases, and pitchers that I have no other place for. Didn't really look all that great. Here, see for yourselves:

Remember, my camera is acting funky, so these are not the best pictures. But, so you see what I mean? It looks so blah. If it were a "perfect" world, I would have taller cabinets and would not have to worry about above cabinet decor, but last I checked, we did not have an extra $12,000 for new cabinets. So, I make do with what I got.

I worked and moved and replaced things above the cabinets. I think it looks a little better. Scott was not overly enthusiastic about the look, but he's a man.

This is the main view as you enter the kitchen. In the clear vase, I added sticks (my favorite nature accessory) and painted them red. Remember, I love red. The picture hanging is a brass plate thing I bought at the thrift store that I glazed with a black paint. Next is my cake plate. I love this, but really have not much use for it. It only comes down on occasions. Then there is my little amazing grace plate elevated by a capri sun box. The large red thing was another thrift store find. Again, had no clue where this would go when I bought it. I painted it red. Then there are my coffee tins. Another glass bowl that has no other home. Last, the box is an old wine crate. All of the white pretties came from the thrift store. Look, I finally found a place for my birdies!!

Overall, I think I like it. If you have suggestions, I'd love to hear them. Here is a picture of the other side of the kitchen. Nothing too exciting, but it's better.

The milk glass pitcher was given to my inlaws when they were married and the glasses were my grandmothers. They are a perfect match. I think they look so nice up there.

So, there you have it. I made something not great a little better in my house.

Random thoughts floating around

2008-08-12T08:06:00.000-07:00

Today is Abigail's fourth day of school. It's been a little tough getting back into the routine of school. Thankfully, she has a wonderful teacher, so everyday, Abigail is up and ready for school. Mommy, not so much. So far, though, I have not taken her to school wearing my pj's, but I know that day will come.

It's raining. I am so thankful for the rain. Everything is so dry and the rain has really cooled the temps, too. BUT, since it's raining, it was extra hard to get up this morning. In fact, Henry and I have been very lazy since we have dropped Abigail off to school. Here is a picture of him in his current state:

Yes, he is sporting his Spiderman costume. He LOVES this outfit. If we are home, this is what he is wearing. If any bloggy friends have old costumes for a little boy that they no longer want, let me know. Our Spidey outfit has seen better days.

He has just finished watching Toy Story. Well, to be honest, he didn't watch the entire movie, he did play some while the movie played in the background. I do have to tell you a funny about Mr. Henry, though. I will forever and always have a Henry story to tell.

This past Sunday night, he spent the night with Grannie. Now, Grannie is great and wonderful, but she is a total pushover. When they arrived at her house, Henry decided he wanted to sit on the riding lawn mower. Well, of course, Grannie said, "yes". After a couple minutes, Henry informed Grannie that she needed to leave the garage. She asked Why, he said, "you see that sign over there? It says no womens allowed in the basement, you have to go stand over there." Of course, there is no sign, but he thought that he could get away with it. He's a nut!!

Since my sweet friend Heathahlee showed her pictures of sweet new four legged friend. I'll show a picture of my "puppy" I took this morning. Remember, it was raining. She was watching for squirrels.

Her name is Sierra. She just turned 11 last month. She is about the most laid back lab I have ever seen. She is a great dog. I am trying to talk Scott into getting another dog because I think it would be good for her. So far, he does not like the idea. Especially since we just took Sierra in for her annual visit and spent a lot of money to ensure that she is healthy. BUT, a friend asked me to help her pet sit next month. The family lives in my neighborhood and have four lab pups they are trying to get rid of. Scott and I will go tonight to meet the family and look at the pups. I am hoping that he will change his mind.

Oh, I think that since it is rainy today, I will do some work above my kitchen cabinets. I've not been too pleased with the arrangement of things up there, so I think that a change is in order. Of course, I'll take before and afters. Well, that is pending that I like the after.

So, this post is all over the place. Sorry. To the new friends from BATHW, thanks for stopping by. I promise, I am not always all over the place. Well, maybe I am, but thanks for visiting. Leave me a comment and let me know you were here.

Up in a tree

2008-08-09T10:35:00.000-07:00

This is a picture I took this week. My camera seems to be acting funky so I was surprised to see this turn out. Obviously I tweeked it a bit. Can you find the bird? You will probably have to click on the picture to see it.

How LOWE'S can you go?

2008-08-08T11:23:00.000-07:00

Now that Abigail is in school all day, I thought it would nice if Henry and I went to Lowe's to check out paint colors. I have mentioned that we are in the process of updating Abigail's room, but I need to find THE paint color. Well, I looked and found a few swatches that I thought may work.

I love to look at things on clearance at Lowe's. My neighbor is the store manager, so I have learned that they usually put out a lot of clearance items on Friday mornings to get ready for the weekend. Well, they are also in the process of doing a restock of fall items.

Henry wanted to ride down the aisle with light fixtures. Sure, why not? I am so glad I listened to my little boy. This is why:

You are looking at two table lamps. One accent lamp. Two large lamp shades. Six green chandelier lampshades. And six brown chandelier lampshade covers with beaded trim. I couldn't decide which ones I liked the best.

Here is a close up of the lamps. The large ones did not come across very well in the pictures. They are brushed nickel and do not look all swirly like in the picture. They are very heavy and originally cost $35 per lamp base. The accent lamp may go in my room, or it may find a home somewhere else. I just really liked the way it looked. It was originally $20.

I was very surprised to find lampshades that I thought would look good on the new lamps. The large shades are a cream color with a tweed sort of look to it. Very simple. The chandelier shades were something I had always wanted, but not at $7 per light. So, when I saw these, I couldn't pass them up. Then I couldn't decide which one I would like best. I got them both. I love the detail of the brown frou frou one, but I love the simplicity of the green.

This was actually the first thing I picked up in the store. It was pretty cheap. If I were not changing the colors in Abigail's room this would look so cute in there. Instead, I'm thinking that a nice black finish would look great on this little tin. It may hang in my kitchen or my hall or my foyer. Not real sure, but I liked it.

So, I never did tell you how much I spent. You will be amazed, I was amazed. In total, I spent $23.77 for everything. The most expensive thing was the metal piece at $3.68. The tall lamps were $2.99 a piece and the accent lamp was $1.70. The large lampshades were $1.50 each. The green shades were .60 cents each and the brown were .69 cents each. Aren't you proud of me?

Trash to Treasure

2008-08-07T11:23:00.000-07:00

I heard that there was a bloggy show and tell over at Southern Hospitality with Rhoda. Did you know that she is from Birmingham, AL? See, good things do come out of Alabama.

She is asking to share your favorite thrift store/ antique/ flea market find. Since you know that the thrift store is my second home, I had a few things that I thought I could add to the mix.

My favorite find is my new end table that I got last week? Remember, the pics are below. Every time I look at it, I smile. I would say that it was $10 well spent. Here are a few more thrifty finds that I have around my home.

This is from my trip today. I saw this ballerina picture and I thought it would be cute in Abigail's room. If not, I'll cover it with fabric and make some little clippy picture hanger thing. Also, I found a couple cute metal leaves. I love fall. I think I have more fall decorations than I do Christmas.

These are also new additions to Abigail's room. It is in the midst of an update, so excuse the baby blue and pale yellow on the walls. That will soon change. This desk is solid wood. It was already white, so we just spruced it up a bit. The decor on the desk will be better once the desk is complete. The desk was $20.

As for the chair, I LOVE this chair. My favorite furniture design is the Danish mod era. I fell in love with the lines of this chair. At first, I thought I would paint it, but my heart will not let me. So, I'll get a snazzy seat cushion to make it fit in the room. It was $5.

This is my birdless birdcage. But I love the butterfly (from Michael's). Even the greenery came from the thrift store. All in all, this was probably $6 including the butterfly.

One of the favorite things in my home is the art we have one the walls. We never had anything up on our walls until I bought these from the thrift store. The smaller picture is in the living room with it's great pop of red. The larger piece is in my dining room and is need of brown paint on the trim. I'll get around to that one day. The art was bought on two separate occasions. Each piece was $10.

Ok, I could go on and on, but I'll spare you. I look forward to exploring others thrifty finds!!

Last Day of Summer

2008-08-06T17:59:00.000-07:00

My summer vacation is officially over. School starts tomorrow. What's that? You want to know the high temperature today? Oh, well, it was only 98 degrees today, that's all. And I have to send my baby to school tomorrow with temps the same as today. GRRR it makes me so stinking mad.

BUT, I did not let that deter me from having a good last day of summer day with the kids. We went to the park early this morning to let the kids ride their bikes. They had a great time. Both of them are such good bike riders. I think I may have to get one just so I can keep up with them. My short legs can only go so fast. The thought of my actually riding a bike, though, is hysterical. I haven't ridden one since I was 10.

After our park trip was over, we came home and crashed on the couch and thanked God for air conditioning. We had a very healthy lunch of whatever the kids wanted. There was fruit involved, so that is what made it healthy. Once we had rested a bit, the kids wanted to play in the sprinklers.

Actually, that was my idea because I had something I wanted to spray paint, but I'm not telling what just yet.

So, they were in the water, the lawn received a much needed drink, and the kids fought. I could only handle so much, then we went in. Again, praise Jesus for AC. It is truly a wonderful gift. I sent the kids to separate corners to cool down, then all was well.

Now, I have to get up early and get kids in go mode. Abigail will be no trouble. Trust me, she will be up and dressed by 6:30 am. Crazy, but it is so helpful during school. Henry has become a late sleeper this summer, so he's going to be tough to get up and out the door by 7:30 am for carpool line.

I am getting her lunch ready. We are having to try new lunch ideas this year. She has a student with a peanut allergy in her class and Abigail lives off of peanut butter sandwiches during the school year. If you have suggestions, I'd love to hear them. For lunch tomorrow, I am making her a chicken tender wrap with ranch dip. Now I only have 179 days to think of ideas. Sometimes she will buy her lunch, but really, school lunch is still gross. I hate it when she buys her lunch.

Here are two new additions to our kitchen decor. These seem to always hang on cabinet or a chair during school. I really just need to hang the hooks I have and be done with it. But, metrosexual decorator husband Scott, doesn't like the way hooks will look in our kitchen. I will win this one.

Don't you just love her backpack and lunch box. I love them both and so does she. Her backpack was a great $10 Marshall's find. The snazzy zebra lunch bag is Lillian Vernon. I found it at the thrift store for a whooping .79. I was so excited to snatch this up. The A on the front is a key chain that I picked up. On the back I have her name written on it should it get misplaced.

Goodbye summer. It was fun, but you were here and gone much too fast. I will miss you and all the fun we shared. But, there is still fun to be had, but I guess it can wait for one of five teacher workdays this year. Or the ever popular four weather days. Or spring break. Farewell old friend.

Breaking bread

2008-08-04T06:12:00.000-07:00

I always buy bananas when I grocery shop. Some weeks they are eaten up in a day. Other weeks, they are left to sit on my counter and get yucky. I had always thrown out the yucky bananas, but felt that was a little wasteful. So, I began my search for a terrific banana bread recipe. I think I found it.

I've made this recipe a couple times and Scott and the kids all really like it. I must say, it is pretty darn good.

Now, if Kimba were my new next door neighbor, the loaf I made last night would have been for her. I would have done the whole welcome to the neighborhood thing.

So, here is the bread. I wish you could have smelled it last night as it baked. DIVINE!

I know that I am not the best food picture taker. Take my word for it, it's yummy and such a nice treat with my coffee this morning.

Here is the recipe:

Banana Nut Bread

1 cup sugar
1/2 cup shortening
2 eggs
2 cups flour
1/2 cup chopped walnuts (I use pecans)
1 teaspoon baking soda
3 icky, yucky bananas mashed

Cream sugar and shortening; add eggs, flour, baking soda, bananas, and chopped nuts. Pour batter into a greased and floured loaf pan; bake at 325 degrees four about 1 hour or so- until toothpick comes out clean. During the baking, I usually put aluminum foil on the ends so that it doesn't get too brown.

So, let me know if you try this recipe. Of course, if there are nut allergies in your house, take out the nuts. I think chocolate chips would be a nice addition. Happy baking!!