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What are you still doing over here!

2008-04-17T20:59:00.002-05:00

What are you still doing over here . . . you're missing great blog fodder over here. Ok, well maybe not great, but get over there anyway!

I've moved . . .

2008-04-08T21:26:00.001-05:00

Well, if you're looking for me, I'm here now! So, don't forget to change your favorites or google reader or whatever you use!

See you there!

www.crazydaysofsummer.com

Updates and more . . .

2008-04-08T10:09:00.002-05:00

Well, I've settled on a new name and DCRmom is working on the design. We should have everything up and running here soon. Since it will be a new name and new blog, all of you who use Google Reader or some other program will need to change the feed to the new address.

Other updates, potty training is going well. We've had success if both areas, #1 and #2. We still have random accidents, but for the most part, I can say our little Maddy is potty trained! And in her words, I'll say "YIPPEE!"

I've got so much to write about. But, first things first, I'll need to set up the new blog today so that my wonderful blog designer can showcase her work. Stay tuned, 'cause when I finally do get everything up and running, I'll have to tell you how extremely pleased I am with the work and advice that she has provided to me.

What I've been up to

2008-03-31T14:19:00.007-05:00

Well, I've never fancied myself as a "Susie Homemaker" type. In fact, I'd describe myself as the farthest women from that. But, since becoming a stay-at-home-mom, I've had the urge to delve into things that never interested me before. So, while I was in Ohio, with a mother-in-law who is practically an expert at sewing, I knew I needed to take the opportunity to learn a few "skillz"!

So, I picked up two patterns, borrowed one sewing machine and dove right into sewing. And with the much needed help from my mother-in-law, this is the end result:

Isn't she the cutest thing EVER! And I just love this little outfit on her. What's that you ask? Yep! I even made the little ruffles. "Everything from the scratch," as Hubby would say!

So, after I conquered that, I knew Baby Lulu also needed an outfit. And this is what I came up with:

And this little outfit is a little too big for Baby Lulu right now. But I can just picture her wearing it this summer.

After these two outfits, I got to thinking and wanted to make some other little things for Maddy and Baby Lulu. And, I began to wonder, how can I simplify the process and this is what I came up with:

And here's a closer look:

I bought this little knit outfit for $5. And it definitely needed something. So, I found this ribbon and decided to trim the top and bottom with it. Cute, huh? And easy peasy!

So, anyone have any sewing tips, tricks or projects you'd like to share. I know my sis-in-law in Kansas is a sewing genius also -- maybe she'll take this opportunity to comment publicly (hee! hee!)

An apology to my dear husband

2008-03-29T08:45:00.005-05:00

Why is it that the things that we hold most dearly in our hearts are the things that we hold most loosely in our hands? Wouldn't you think we would have learned this lesson by now? You know, to hold on tight and never take anything or anyone for granted?

I think back to yesterday. I was all in a tizzy because I had an appointment to meet with the CPA. I hurriedly dropped my husband off at the airport for his week long trip, gave him a rushed kiss goodbye and an "I love you" he could barely understand, and off I went to the appointment. As I drove there, a million "to do's" ran through my mind. Never once did I think that in the blink of an eye, that rushed kiss could be the last time my lips ever touch my husband's lips. Or that mumbled "I love you" might be the last thing I ever get to say to him.

But, the thought crossed my mind last night . . . and I was sad. And ashamed. Because anyone who knows me knows that losing my husband would be the most devastating thing in the world to me. In fact, it's hard for my little brain to comprehend how I could function and keep living my life without him. I know that my Lord Jesus Christ would somehow carry me through . . . but it just seems impossible. I guess what I'm saying is the goodbye I gave him yesterday (and I ashamed to say several other times) was/is not at all representative of my love for him. And it should be. That kiss should be a kiss that carries him through the whole week and makes him look forward to coming home. And that I love you should ring so clear that it echoes in his heart and mind until he's back with us again.

Hubby, I love you very much and so appreciate all that you do for me and our family. I'm sorry for not giving you the attention that you deserve. I look forward to the day when I can wrap my arms around you again. Ok, if my parents or my in-laws and reading this, close your eyes ---- XXXOOO (I mean, who wants your parents or his to see you kiss right?)

Potty Training Camp: Day 3

2008-03-28T21:52:00.002-05:00

Well, only good news to report. All is going well in our big girl potty and panty world. Here are the stats:

#1 in the Potty 5
#2 in the Potty 0
#2 on the floor but actually was the fault of the adult in charge 1
Near misses 0
Times Maddy went Potty by herself 1 (you go girl!)

Maddy, Mamma is soooooo proud of you!

To My Wonderful Friends Over At the Food Network:

2008-03-28T08:12:00.000-05:00

(A letter I drafted to the Food Network)
I just wanted to write you a short little note to let you know just how much I (and my hubby) have enjoyed your channel. I've learned so much over the past couple of years. By the way, while I've got your attention, could you tell Paula I said "hey y'all!" Anyway, I was just sitting around thinking today, 'cause that's what we stay-at-home-mom's do you know, sit on the couch and eat bon bon's all day, anyhoo . . . yes, back to thinking, and I came up with this great idea for a new show. Seeing as how I'm never able to complete Rachael's 30-minute meal in just 30 minutes, or Sandra Lee's Semi-Homemade Meals EVEN.THOUGH.THEY.ARE.SEM-I-HOMEMADE, I thought I'd throw my name in the hat for a new show. Ya know, somethin' to spice things up a bit. And I thought I'd call it Chaos in the Kitchen!Has a nice ring to it! Now you just wait a minute! Before you start jumping to conclusions, let me finish telling you about it. I'd thought I could attempt to make some very family friendly, culinary works of art that are staples in every household (like fried spam and mac-n-cheese) . And just to shake it up a bit, I thought I'd do it all while my two little ones (Maddy age 2.5 and Baby Lulu age 1) were running around the kitchen. 'Cause let's face it, that's real life for ya people! And I might even have to balance the littlest one on my hip while cooking 'cause she's quite the "Mama's Girl" if you know what I mean. But no worries, I'll only have to stop 3 or 4 times to hand the two of them juice, or crackers, or yell for my husband to GET.EVERYONE.OUT.OF.THE.KITCHEN.RIGHT.THIS.MINUTE.BEFORE.I.REALLY.START.HOLLERIN. Oh, and I thought you might want to give me a little more than an hour to fix said culinary work of art because, well, it is a work of art and I will be wrestling two kids. And maybe I could answer a cell phone call or two while I'm at it. You know, just for added excitement. What you think?

Well, why don't you just pass that idea around the board room for a couple of days. No need to answer my letter immediately. I'll just be waiting here patiently and continuing to watch my favorite shows as always.

The Queen of Chaos in the Kitchen

Potty Training Camp: Day 2

2008-03-27T22:19:00.003-05:00

Ok, today was rough -- not just with potty training but just the day itself. So, this will be short and sweet:

#1 in the Potty: 4.5
#1 near misses: .5
#2 in the Potty: 0
#2 in panties: 1
# of times Maddy said that SHE.DID.NOT.NEED.TO.GO.POTTY 1,234,365,890,907

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to sit in the corner of the bathroom in a fetal position and cry while banging my head against the wall.

Potty Training Camp: Day 1

2008-03-26T22:59:00.002-05:00

Well, I got Maddy out of bed this morning and I said,
"Maddy, NO.MORE.DIAPERS!"
Maddy, wiped her eyes, smiled at me and said,
"Okay, Mama."
So, we took her diaper off and the child has been running around, mostly bare bottomed for the better part of today.

What are the stats you ask?

Accidents 0
#1 in the potty 5
#2 in the potty 0
Near misses 0
False alarms 3
Bribes 0
Warnings from Mama to Maddy not to "peepee" on anything that is Mama's 1,087,754,467 (okay, maybe not that many!)

Crossing my fingers that Day Two goes just as well!

Wordless Wednesday

2008-03-26T20:44:00.001-05:00

Oh no! Someone call the doctor! My child is suffering from "Stickeritis"!

For more Wordless Wednesday, go here.

Tackle it Tuesday

2008-03-25T09:08:00.002-05:00

What am I tackling today? Well, besides two children and a husband (just kidding you guys!), I've got a whole list of other things to accomplish today. It's funny(not really), I had an ongoing list since last week. I just keep adding to it and marking off. Will my list ever be completed? Will I ever look at it and think, "wow, I have nothing to do!" Didn't think so!

Anyway, today's list includes bedroom work:

1) Wash all the sheets in the house;
2) Dust all bedrooms;
3) Vacuum floors of all bedrooms;
4) Dust blinds in the bedrooms;
5) Drop off tax info to accountant;
6) Send out thank you card to friends.

I think that's enough for today 'cause you mamas know that I have to add this list to the normal daily stuff that I need to accomplish (dinner, dishes, laundry, wiping noses, . . .)!

What are you tackling today? To see more Tackle it Tuesday posts, go here

What's the deal with tipping?

2008-03-25T08:00:00.000-05:00

Can someone enlighten me, please?

Yesterday, I strolled into Olive Garden to purchase a gift card. And can I just say it smelled sooooo good in there that I almost told the hostess, "yes, seating for one, I'll be dining alone." But, guilt got the best of me and I just asked her where I could purchase a gift card. Darn that guilt, darn it! I then directed to the bar area where I was greeted by the bartender (or is it bartenderess?). We exchanged friendly banter and finally, I got around to asking to purchase the gift card, to which she obliged. One swipe of the gift card and then one swipe of my credit card, and voila, I was ready to be on my way. The only thing left to do was sign the credit card receipt. And there it was! The blank tip line staring me slap dab in the face. What do I do? Oh, I dread these types of situations. I mean, the girl was nice and all, but did she really do anything that warrants a tip? Is it industry standard to tip for ringing up an item? Furthermore, is she expecting a tip? Or is it just that the tip line is there for, you know, those drinking customers and dining in the restaurant and it's not like she could remove it or anything?

You tell me on etiquette experts on the internet --- do you tip in this situation?

By the way, did you know Olive Garden gift cards are also valid at Red Lobster? Yes way! That's what she told me!

I'm running out of time . . .

2008-03-24T13:37:00.002-05:00

So, without further ado . . . look over there to the right in my sidebar -- or your left if your back is facing the computer (ha! ha!)Hey! Just go with it people ok? Go ahead and make your selection(s). Vote for your favorite(s). The poll will be up until March 31st. Then, I'll select my winner for the $25 Amazon.com gift card.

VOTE NOW . . . please and thank you!

Happy Easter!

2008-03-24T11:58:00.000-05:00

Jesus is Alive!

2008-03-23T21:56:00.002-05:00

After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.
There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.

The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."

So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him.

Matthew 28: 1-9 NIV

Don't quit your day job!

2008-03-22T12:47:00.002-05:00

Well, my friends, I'm sorry to say that I will not be entering the field of refrigerator repair anytime soon. My diagnosis was completely inaccurate. Instead, we had a bad defrost timer ?!? (BTW, that would have been my second guess wink!wink!) Anywhoo, glad to report that all is cold again in the Striving home. Our milk is cold, our butter is firm, and mamma is happy, again!

Striving for some sanity!

2008-03-22T10:06:00.003-05:00

Can I just say, there a three things that a Florida girl never wants to be without:

1) Air Conditioning
2) Water
3) A Refrigerator -- Uggh!

I love my Kenmore stainless steel refrigerator. It's so sleek & stylish. However, I'd love it more, if I didn't keep having to replace the compressor relay! Last August, I learned a hard lesson. After noticing that everything in my freezer was melting, I attempted to self diagnose fridge. I took everything out -- did the hairdryer thing. You know? Trying to defrost it!?! Why? I'm not sure. There was no ice built up or anything like that. I just remember seeing my parents do something to that effect when I was younger. Well, after I had wasted the day trying everything I could think of, it was far too late to call a repairman. Hubby was out of town and my food was spoiling each minute, as I struggled to call friends and family and ask to borrow coolers to put the food in. Needless to say, the repairman came out the next morning and fixed the problem. But the food? Nope, the food didn't make it. So, not only was I left with a $140 refrigerator repair bill, but a big 'ole grocery bill to boot!

So, last night when I noticed Maddy's milk didn't seem as cold as it should be, I alerted hubby, who quickly went into "refrigerator repairman" mode and grabbed his tool box. He unscrewed, yanked, wiggled, unplugged, reset and voila . . . nope, didn't work! I'm almost positive it is the same deal as last time. Only this time, I think we're going to be able to save the food IF the repairman would GET.HERE.ALREADY! He's 15 minutes late!

I'll let you know how it turns out . . . just thought you might want to know what's going on in our household today . . .

Well, that's not the only thing! We WILL be dying Easter eggs tonight! And I'll have to tell you about our Easter Party we attended yesterday!

What's that? A knock at my door? Aarrggghhh! Just a Baby Lulu! Mr. Refrigerator Repairman . . . WHERE ARE YOU?

This out of the mouths of babes!

2008-03-20T21:53:00.004-05:00

Maddy and Mommy headed home from the store -- only the two of us in the car. Picture this: it's completely dark outside and Maddy has on her pink sunglasses, her diva sequin bag draped on her arm which is securely holding her money (60 whole cents!)

Mommy: "Maddy, you're such a silly turkey!"

Maddy: "Why tank you mudder!"

*Want a $25 giftcard to Amazon.com? Well then go here.

Got a favor to ask of you . . .

2008-03-20T15:00:00.002-05:00

I know! The nerve of me . . . being gone so long and all and here I just show up and ask for favors. But, in my defense, I REALLY do need your help. Because, well . . . I'm about as creative as . . . well . . . I'M NOT! And I've asked someone to help me redesign my blog. New title, new tag line, new look . . . that's right folks -- I'm sparing no expense to bring a little sunshine to my bloggy audience. But, this is where I run into problems. What in the world am I gonna name the new blog??? And this is where the favor comes into play . . . I know that there are a lot of creative juices packed into my most favorite bloggy readers (ahem . . . that's you!) Can you all atleast just point me into the right direction! Here are some things you might want to know:

1) I'm a stay-at-home mom to two little girls
2) I'm a girly girl -- love polka dots, handbags and shoes
3) I'm married to a wonderful man - who is, unfortunately, absentee ALOT -- which makes for good blog fodder!
4) My name is Summer and I love warm weather, walks on the beach, christian music (oh my . . . this sure sounds like I'm soliciting a mate instead of a blog title!)

Anyhoo . . . I guess you can get started from there. I've actually thought about creating a name centered about my name. You know, somehow incorporating Summer in title or artwork!?!

So, if you don't mind, give it some thoughts and leave me some answers in my comments. Once I receive a few nominations, I'll add a poll some you all can vote. And for the most creative person who submits the winning entry, you'll receive a $25 Amazon.com giftcard. That's right . . . I take care of my peeps!

Ok . . . go forth and be creative!

I'LL BE BACK!

2008-03-12T22:43:00.001-05:00

Hi there! No, I haven't forgotten about all of you. I'm back in Florida and just trying to get caught up. It's our busy rental season for our vacation condo and I'm doing all I can to keep my head about water. BUT . . .

I promise I'll be back with a new design and some blog worthy material . . . soon!

Lunar Eclipse

2008-02-21T09:01:00.004-06:00

Did anyone see the lunar eclipse last night? Now, I’ll have to admit, in my younger days (not that I’m very old now, thankyouverymuch) I was not concerned with anything that involved me going outside and looking at the moon for an hour. Hello? A girl had better things to do like paint her toe nails or wash her hair.

But, last night, after I had put the girls into bed, I went outside several times (in 5 degree (f) weather, might I add) to marvel at God’s amazing handy work. Seriously! How perfectly timed – the moon passing in the Earth’s shadow. He planned it all. He knew it before he did it! And these marvels and miracles are the sort of things that I consistently take for granted. I’m busy --- too busy to stop and see God’s wonderful creation.

My Hubby and I have often had the discussion of wondering why God seemed to show himself to the people in the Bible more than us today. Well, I’ve come to the conclusion that he’s still working! Y’all, I believe he’s still performing miracles everyday. But we’ve cluttered our lives so much with outside influences that most times, we can't see or hear him anymore . . . the T.V., cellphones, internet, video games, running here and there. In biblical times, those people dedicated a certain amount of time per day to be with God -- in prayer, listening. They stopped. STOP. And listened. LISTEN. And looked around them. LOOK.

Living here in Grandma’s house, I’ve been forced to slow down. I don’t have ALL the modern conveniences. I wasn’t able to blog as often or check my email as often or surf the internet as often. And you know what happened? I saw things that I’ve never seen before. The beauty of snowfall on the ground. And I heard things. The sound of the wind blowing snow and ice and how it cracks when it hits the ground. I know that those things seem so minor – but in the whole picture of life, those things are God’s creation. And had I stayed at home, I may have never experienced those sights and sounds. Had I not stopped my fast paced life for just a few moments, I would have missed out.

So, I say all of this in an attempt to share with you just a few of the lessons I’ve learned about life in the past two months. Thanks for being a part of my journey.

O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

words & music by Carl G. Boberg and R.J. Hughes

Nursing my patience & patients!

2008-02-20T10:17:00.004-06:00

Well, I bet you have been wondering where I've been (all two of you who read this blog!) No! What's that you say? Well, I know I don't post consistently but I'm trying to tell you why!

This week has left this momma tired! Both girls have been suffering from pink eye in both eyes. So, you know what that means . . . EYE DROPS! Any of you tried to put 2 drops per eye 4 times daily in the eyes of a 2 year old and a 1 year old? Well, let me just tell you, without bribery, IT'S.DARN.NEAR.IMPOSSIBLE. I've began bribing Maddy with her vitamins. Vitamins, you ask? Let me explain. Her vitamins are gummy vitamins. She loves gummy bears, so I bribe her with her vitamins if she'll get her drops done without a big 'ole scene. Hey -- a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do! Her Daddy actually bribed her with a cookie -- so there!

Anyway, it's now actually about two days later from when I actually started this post and the girls are doing sooooooooo much better. Lacy still has a runny nose, icky cough and a hint of pink eye. Maddy is back to her old self with the exception of the icky cough. And Momma . . . well, I'm hanging in there. Got a little sore throat myself but nothing to really complain about.

My wonderful in-laws are entertaining my girls at their house this morning so that I can pack and clean. Yes, I said pack. Can you believe that two months have passed already and it's time for me to head home! My plans were to leave tomorrow with my best girlfriend who lives here. She's going to drive back with me and the girls and then stay for a week and fly back home. However, apparently, no one notified the weather of this, so looks like I probably won't be able to leave tomorrow as most of the first half of the trip would involve driving in icy conditions. Now, I've learned to drive in snow --- but ice -- that's a whole 'nother story! Uh huh, no m'am, NOT.GONNA.DO.IT with my sweet little babies in the car.

So, I'd be so grateful if you all would keep us in your prayers as we'll be making the long drive home in the next day or two.

Oh and FYI - Just assume that my spell check is NEVER.GONNA.WORK.AGAIN.DARN.IT.

OVER AND OUT!

Grandma's Scriptures

2008-02-19T08:54:00.001-06:00

"The Lord is with you wherever you go."
Joshua 1:9

How fitting seeing as how I'm going home soon.

Road Trip!

2008-02-15T07:56:00.004-06:00

Well, I know it's been a while since I posted, but I took a road trip. I went here and saw her and her family -- my lovely sis-n-law. Her children were in a production of Godspell. I got to attend opening night and I.MUST.SAY it was EXCELLENT! I really enjoyed the play itself. And the teens who were in the play were so talented! I especially enjoyed the parts of my neice and nephews. If you've got a moment, head over here and she'll tell you all about our visit and the happenings since then. She tells of me attending the opening night party for the cast -- which was loads of fun. We were sorry to leave but there was a nasty snow storm approaching both her area and ours, so we needed to get back home.

Unforunately, we brought this back with us. Yes, looks like I'll be spending another half day in Urgent Care. Such is my life!

Oh, I forgot to mention, I also had a little time to have dinner with this gal (one of my most favoriate bloggers!) She's 12 weeks pregnant but is not really showing much at all. I so enjoyed sitting and talking with her. I feel like I've known her for quite sometime even though it's all been via the internet. So, Megan, thanks for taking time out of your busy, nauseating (bless your heart) day to get together with a fellow blogger. You're looking great girl!

In other news, my new friend Anna, has given me a blog award. Here is an excerpt from her blog:
"The first thing I noticed about your blog was the plan of Salvation at the top of your page. The only thing I can say about that is...You Go Girl! I've enjoyed cheering you on as you tackle new experiences in your life. You're an inspiration! (Yes, even when your spell check is on the fritz!)"

Awwww . . . thanks Anna. This is my very first blog award and I'll display it proudly!

(And as a side note, my spell check is still not working!!! How frustrating is that! Anyone know what is going on with blogger? I keep getting an error message that says Message (1) failed with response 500 Internal Server Error after 190 ms --- yea, whatever that means!)

News, news, news!

2008-02-05T14:08:00.000-06:00

Well, since my homemaking project (the one that I was supposed to reveal but is taking a whee bit longer than expected) is not ready to unvail yet, I thought I'd check in and tie up some loose ends . . . or maybe their not loose ends, but more like new ends?!? Whatever!

1) I ventured out for my first ski trip this past Sunday. I had a great time and NO, I didn't break anything. I'll try to write a longer post about this later 'cause you all KNOW it was funny!

2) I'm leaving this week to visit my sis-in-law on Thursday of this week. I know we'll have such a great time. Her oldest kids are in a production of Godspell and I can't wait to see it! If you haven't visited her blog before -- pop on over there --- it's much more informative than mine!

3) The terrible twos have set in ---- would anyone like my child for the next year? Just kidding!

That's all for now . . . I'll try to be back soon -- real soon!

Update: I apologize for any spelling errors -- spell check seems to be down right now and I'm not proofing! Ok - another update -- seems nothing else is working either -- so I can't italics or bold -- gotta love the blog program!

Just call me the Pioneer Woman!

2008-01-30T14:45:00.000-06:00

Temp: Low 12 degrees (f), high 25 degrees (f)
Snow: None
Wind: 5-10 mph
Windchill: 7 degrees (f)

Why is it that I only need wood for the fire when it’s 20 degrees or below? Seriously! It seems that I always run out of wood when it’s the coldest. I stock pile ahead and keep a continuous fire, but it always seems to work out that I don’t need or have room for any fire wood on the warmest days! Go figure!

Today, I bundled up and hauled some fire wood up to the house. Now, when I say I “hauled”, I literally mean that I walked myself and the wheel barrow out to the corn crib (which might I add is about 50-75 yards away from the house) and loaded wood into the wheel barrow (from the farthest side of the corn crib because hubby says it’s the driest), walked myself and the wheel barrow all the way to the front porch of the house (because that door is the closest to the fireplace) and unload the wood inside (whew! I get tired just thinking about it!) -- and did I mention it’s 25 degrees outside and up hill both ways!

Now my father-in-law, has one of these and it sure makes hauling wood so much easier!! I used it last Monday and even had enough energy to take some wood down to his house. I’m so glad that he has this to use because the wood is kept down here and he lives about 150 yards or so away. Man, that would not be fun, hauling wood all the way down there! Guess I should quit my complaining!

And truth be told, I could ask my father-in-law to use this again, but :

1) If I do that, I won’t be able to justify the need for a manicure at my friend’s salon – please huney, I REALLY NEED one! Let’s do inventory of both hands . . . I’ve got 3 scratches, 2 burns, 3 broken nails and a cut (the cut is actually from the potato peeler, and I guess the burns are actually from making this and really the broken nails – well that just comes along with the territory of having two children --- but don’t tell hubby!) Oh darn, he’s reading this! Well, can I have the manicure anyway? Pretty plllllleeeeeeeaaaaaasssssseeee!

2) I won’t be able to use this story later on my children---it would go a little something like this . . . You see kids, Momma knows what REAL work is . . . remember that winter we stayed at Grandma’s when you were little? Well, Momma hauled wood for the fireplace to keep the fire going just to keep you girls warm. My hands were worn and tired, but I kept gathering ‘cause I had you babies to look after. It was so cold – most times I couldn’t feel my nose. It was uphill both ways and I had to make several trips. I love you that much! Now, go clean up your room and just be glad that’s all I’m asking you to do! See, doesn’t that make a good lecture?

All in all, I’m enjoying my time here. I told hubby that I really do feel less stressed. It’s kind of a “vacation” but not. I mean, I still do all of the things that I would have to do at home – only, I’m doing them somewhere else. So, I’ve got this all figured out . . . I can consistently vacation for the next few years if I just keep swapping houses every 2 months or so!

Stayed tuned for my next post . . . which hopefully I’ll be able to get posted in the next day or so --- you’ll hear just how domesticated I’ve really become!

Day 23 Ohio: January 20, 2008

2008-01-24T07:58:00.001-06:00

Temp: 7 degrees (f), windchill 10-20 degrees below 0
Snow: None

Can you hear that? No? Well, if you could, it'd be my teeth chattering! Holy cow – it ought to be illegal for the town to function in this frigid weather. People are nuts! Can you believe people are going about their normal lives as if it weren’t cold enough to freeze meat. Really, if you run out of room in your freezer , just put the extras right out there on your back porch. People actually do that, I think!

Heck, in Florida, if there’s even a chance of snow flurry or temperatures below freezing, the entire town shuts down. No kidding! Schools close, roads close, grocery stores are ransacked for the last gallon of milk and the last loaf bread, favorite TV shows are interrupted every five minutes with the latest Storm Tracker weather report. Seriously! If we even think there will be snow or cold weather for that matter, we hunker down and darn near hibernate until spring or until temps rise above 50 degrees (F)! Ok -- maybe I'm exaggerating a teenie bit. But cold weather is not really anything I can relate to. We’ve been known to wear short sleeve shirts and shorts to the family Christmas celebration.

As I sat here, in frigid Ohio, lamenting to my family via cellphone of the ungodly weather bestowed upon us, I was comforted in knowing that it was indeed, cold back home too. Yes siree Bob . . . my brother called and said temps were in the 20’s. And then, of course, we got into a friendly verbal match, each trying to “out do” the other with our tales of weather hardships. The conversation went something like this:

Me: “Oh yes, we really shouldn't leave the house. But we ventured out to church anyway. And it takes FOREVER to get both girls bundled up. And then when I finally do, and I get each girl out to the car, I realize that I have to adjust the car seat straps because both have increased in size about 4 inches! All the while, my fingers are about to freeze off as the wind whips through the vehicle. By the way, what does frost bite look like? I may need medical attention. And you know like on the Christmas story, when his tongue sticks to the frozen lamp post – well, that’s what almost happens to my fingers every time I grab the steering wheel without my gloves!”

Brother: “Yeah, well, we had a puddle in the pasture and when we woke up this morning, it was frozen -- FROZEN I tell you! Now, how often does that happen?”

Me: {gasp} “Well, they say that if you stay out in this wind here for more than thirty minutes, you’re sure to get frost bite -- I'm pretty sure I'm suffering from some. I could lose a finger!!!”

Brother: “You know that little frozen puddle I was telling you about . . . well, one of the cows got stuck in it and tipped over and he almost died. We had to go out there in this COLD, COLD weather, pick him up and just about carry him to the other side of the pasture! Man, he was heavy!”

Well folks, how do you top a tripping cow that almost died – you can’t! So, I waved the white flagged and surrendered the argument.

Anyway, we are expecting warmer temperatures within the next couple of days. We may actually top out at 30 degree (F). They’re calling for snow all day tomorrow (Tuesday).

Blockbuster . . . here we come!

I'll leave you again with another picture . . .

When I said that I have to hose down my kids after meals, I wasn't kidding!

Lippy the Snowman just doesn't have the same ring to it!

2008-01-22T08:00:00.000-06:00

Well, we finally had enough snow to make a snowman. I should confess, though, this is actually our second snowman build. Our first one turned out like this . . .

. . .but the second one really takes the cake. Hubby and Maddy worked very hard on it. And it has a set of lips that would make Julia Roberts and Angelina Jolie jealous. I’m not sure if Hubby injected a little botox in them or what, but man, check out the set on this guy!

I must post this disclaimer: I was not in any way involved in the building of the second snowman (and for those of you who know me, you know I'm telling the truth! He's scary looking, don't 'ya think?) The lips definitely balance out the ears, though.

Congratulations NY Giants -- specifically Lawrence Tynes!

2008-01-21T09:16:00.000-06:00

Lawrence Tynes, kicker for the New York Giants
Can you believe that I'm from the same little town as Lawrence Tynes? Who is Lawrence Tynes you ask? Well, if you watched last night's game between the Green Bay Packers and the New York Giants, then you already know that this young man is responsible for the field goal kick that won the game for the New York Giants.

Can I tell you alittle bit about what I remember of this now well known player in the football world!

Lawrence Tynes graduated from our hometown high school just one year after me. He was skinny and lanky . . . the guy who was doing flips in the hallway. Seriously! He was the class clown who always had something funny to say or do. He always had a small crowd of people who followed him and clapped over his antics. He played soccer and football and was so good at both. He was humble, though. I never saw even a hint of arrogance. He was such a cute little guy - someone that anyone could love.

So, to you Lawrence, I just want to tell you that we are so proud of you! And I'm happy for you . . . what an amazing feeling you must have right now. I'd like to wish you luck in the Super Bowl, the Patriots are tough. Keep your eyes where they need to be and always remember to give thanks to the Lord above.

Martin Luther King Jr - I have a dream speech - Aug 28 1963

2008-01-21T09:05:00.001-06:00

Thank you Mr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Today, we honor you and your accomplishments!

Day 17 Ohio: January 14, 2008

2008-01-16T07:03:00.000-06:00

Monday, January 14, 2008
Temp: 30 degrees F
Snow: Light dusting

Well, we’re here and doing pretty well. I’m managing on my own. Building fires, gathering wood – hubby is away, obviously!

This past Friday night, my friend, Annette, came over with Chinese food in hand and a good chick flick. I’ve talked about Annette before, I think? I met her at Hubby’s class reunion and we’ve been friends ever since. Whenever I’m in Ohio, I always try to get together with her. She owns a wonderful Salon/Spa here in town. Anyway, as I was saying, she stopped by on Friday night and we had such a great time. She was kind enough to bring her scissors and she trimmed Maddy’s hair for me. In fact, I guess this was Maddy’s “first haircut”. I’ll have to post pictures as soon as I’m able to find a faster connection to the internet.

Saturday was wonderful weather. Maddy and I got outside and played for a while. We walked, picked up sticks and chased the dog. For those of you who know Maddy, she absolutely loves being outdoors. She’s so curious. We played a little game. She’d point out things and I would tell her what it was. We had a good time and were thankful for the opportunity to get out of the house.

Sunday we attended the local First Baptist Church. It’s a small church with a big heart. I’ve been enjoying the services there.

Hubby will be home on Wednesday. We are sooooo looking forward to his return.

This is what I wake up to . . .

In great need of encouragement

2008-01-15T10:17:00.001-06:00

Well, I'm in a lull today -- actually the past couple of days. This big 'ole house is lonely. Hubby has been gone almost a week. I'm stuck in the routine/schedule of two little girls and I can't get out. Internet access is almost impossible. My cell phone is dead and I'm without a charger. I feel like I'm losing my connection to the outside world. It's 26 degrees (f) here today. And too windy to get the girls out. Maddy is breaking out -- I'm sure from something she has eaten -- what? is the mystery. Having food allergies to peanuts, eggs and milk, it's impossible to shield her from all of those. So, which one is the culprit this time? Who knows?

I'm feel unorganized. I need to get online and pay bills, but it takes so long for the pages to load. And then, when they do, the payment never processes. I feel so scattered. I don't have all I need here -- my files, my systems. Anyone who knows me knows that I work best in a routine. I work best in my own environment. Change really stresses me out. And I'm someone who needs support and lots of encouragement. And unfortunately, two little girls aren't able to give me support OR encouragement.

I also feel like I'm running in circles . . . changing diapers, vacuuming, mopping the kitchen floor, fixing a meal and then cleaning up a meal . . . it's never ending. I'm wondering when I'm going to get to stand back, look at my accomplishments and feel good --- feel like something has been done. Most days I feel like I'm just chasing my tail. Seriously! And I know I'm not alone. I've read the other blogs from other mothers -- And I'm a smart girl -- I know I shouldn't be looking to you all for encouragement. Instead, I should be opening God's word because I know he has a lot to say to me.

So I'm asking you for prayer. I know the lull will be short lived and I know this is just an adjustment. But please, please pray that God will help me "get it together."

Oh, and I promise I'll be back with a post. I've started one and I just need to get it posted. Because of my internet connection, I have to type it in Word and then take about 10 to 15 minutes to get online and attempt to post. So, wish me luck -- hopefully it will be posted today!

Oh and if you feel led to, please feel free to leave me a comment. I may not be able to respond, but I'd love to hear from you.

Why is it . . .

2008-01-11T08:00:00.000-06:00

Why is it . . . that it takes me 5 minutes, 33 seconds to pick up all the toys and it only takes my girls 45 seconds to dump them all out into a pile on the floor?

Why is it . . . that the minute I sit down with Baby Lulu to play, Maddy decides that we have the exact toy that SHE wanted to play with?

Why is it . . . that both my girls need to be hosed down after each meal? Heck, for that matter, the whole kitchen needs to be hosed down!

Why is it . . . that there are fifty trillion toys in our home and my girls only want to play with Mama’s purse?

Why is it . . . that I can change a diaper and in less than five minutes, the fresh new diaper is already soiled? It’s like they’re waiting . . . “Ah ha! Mom’s gonna change my diaper, so I’ll just hold it until I have that new diaper on – it’ll drive her crazy!”

Why is it . . . that today my children love oranges – in fact, would eat one at every meal if I’d let them and tomorrow they won’t even taste an orange?

Why is it . . . that I have to say, “Don’t step on your sister!”?

Why is it . . . that prior to having children, I could cook, clean and work a full time job but now, as a stay-at-home-mom with two children, can barely keep my head above water sometimes?

Why is it . . . that prior to having children while I was working a “full time job”, if the laundry wasn’t completed, I let myself off the hook because I worked a “full time job”?

Why is it . . . that raising two children, cooking, cleaning and paying bills isn’t considered to be a “full time job”?

Why is it . . . that the Lord God above chose me . . .‘lil ‘ole me, to be the mother of two beautiful little girls?

Grandma's Scriptures

2008-01-10T08:27:00.000-06:00

I’ve decided to add a new element to my Ohio Diary. Grandma W. (the owner of the home we are staying in right now) is a wonderful Christian lady. I’ve only had the pleasure of knowing her for a few years now, but anyone who has crossed her path knows of her love of Christ. If you were to walk through her house, you would notice her collection of angels. Some are glass, some are plastic and some have a wonderful sentimental story. What you’d also notice, though, is that bible scripture is posted in so many places around this house. Now, I’ve been in this house several times, but only now have I noticed just how many scriptures fill this home. As I look at them, I think, how appropriate. And as I read so many of them, I begin to wonder what that scripture meant to her. What was going on in her life when these scriptures really spoke to her? Did a loving friend know of some trial going on in her life and give her the scripture plaque as a form of encouragement? Or was it her loving daughter that saw this scripture and thought back to some time that she and her mom had a conversation and this scripture helped in her time of need? Or maybe her son gave her this beautiful plaque? Or even one of her four grandchildren or maybe even one of her eleven grandchildren?

There are several of these different scripture plaques placed throughout the house. And though we’ve all probably heard these scriptures before, I wanted to share one with you ever now and then --- in honor of Grandma W.

This verse is posted just above the fireplace on a nice little plaque.
“My grace is sufficient for thee.” 2 Corinthians 12:9

Oh, how true! And I can’t help but wonder how this verse took Grandma through some tough times, and probably even carried her through some good times. Posted there on the fireplace, it is an ever present reminder that the Lord’s grace is ALL we need.

Day 3 Ohio: January 4, 2008

2008-01-09T09:37:00.001-06:00

Temp: 19
Wind: Gosh, 12-15 mph
Snow: 2-3 inches on the ground

Today, I shoveled snow for the first time. Boy, was this comical! I know, some of you would have paid money to see this little event. I’ll attempt to tell you about it . . .

This morning, I took a glance outside and saw lots of snow on the steps. Thinking like an Ohioan (is that what they’re called?), I decided that the steps needed to be cleared. So, I bundled up – cap, check; scarf, check; coat, check; boots, oops, still haven't bought those yet. I picked up the shovel from the back porch and threw it over my shoulder with confidence. And I must admit, I headed outdoors, nose in the air, in a cocky, sort of fashion. “Shoveling snow . . . how hard can this be? This stuff actually reminds me of Splenda. So light and fluffy. Oh yes, this will be easy peasy.”

So, I picked up the shovel and dug into the fluffy stuff. So, neat – I had a big heaping shovel full. And then it occurred to me . . . now that I have the snow on the shovel, where do I put it? Seriously? If I sling it to my left, the wind will just pick it up and blow it right back. If I sling it to my right, they’ll be a huge pile of snow right there against the house.

Now, unbeknownst to me, shoveling snow is apparently a fine tuned skill. And in my run down of “things to know”, Hubby and I never covered the “shoveling snow” section.

So, I stood there, contemplating my plan. Where do I put the snow? Where do I put the snow? To the right, yes definitely to the right. And so I did. And I even shoveled the front steps. I stood back, gazing proudly at my accomplishment.

Fast forward about an hour later. My father-in-law, knocked on the door. Glad to see a familiar face, I invited him in. But, he declined and said he had just come down to bring a couple of items and to shovel the snow. And I thought to myself . . . "Can't he see that I just did that? I mean, I know I'm a newbie, but surely what I did will suffice, right?" Now, let me tell you about my father-in-law. He’s an older man of age, but with the body and energy of a teenager. Seriously . . . he can run circles around most people my age. So, he went to shoveling and man was I impressed! He had a shovel and this huge broom. Now when it comes to shoveling snow, my father-in-law has “skills!” By the time that he had finished, he had the whole patio and steps clean as a whistle. He even did the sidewalks. Not a drop of snow remained! Wow!

So, I guess I write all of this to tell you that this Florida girl shoveled snow for the first time. Oh, and I guess to say “thanks” Dad W for taking care of me and my girls.

And now . . . I'll leave you with this picture:

Day 1 Ohio: January 2, 2008

2008-01-08T10:42:00.000-06:00

Temp: 14 degrees F, -15 windchill
About 2 inches of snow

Well, this is my first day without Robert here. Maddy had a bad night last night. Let me back up and give you some history here. At home, Maddy and Baby Lulu share a room. They both still sleep in a crib – Maddy’s crib is white and Baby Lulu’s is oak/natural wood. When we set off on our journey to Ohio, we decided not to load up the Pack-n-Play because we really did not have the room in the car. I knew Hubby’s parents still had a white crib that we could borrow and I assumed that Maddy could just sleep in a twin bed that was there in the room that she would be sharing with Baby Lulu. So, fast forward . . . we arrive at Grandma’s house. Dad W had already set up the crib for Baby Lulu and we were ready for the girls to get a nap. So, we promptly put them to bed after we arrived. We explained to Madison that the twin bed is a “big girl” bed. And that since she is a “big girl” now, she’ll be sleeping in the “big girl” bed. Her response: “I not a big girl. No bed Mama.”

Since then, she has continually climbed out of the bed and into Baby Lulu’s crib. So, I've resolved to put Maddy in the white crib and Baby Lulu in the natural/oak colored play pen. I think this will work better as Maddy relates to the white crib as being her crib from home.

Today, there is snow, snow and more snow. Pretty chilly outside, but quite warm inside. Thank you Lord for heat! I think we are expecting to have some warm weather soon.

No, I'm not pregnant, but . . .

2008-01-07T09:15:00.000-06:00

So, I'm finally here with my announcement. And I must confess, the announcement really isn't that "big". Sorry to trick you . . . but it didn't even cross my mind that everyone would jump to the conclusion once I said I had a big announcement. Ok, maybe it crossed my mind ~~twenty times~~ once.

So, for the announcement . . . well, there are several. So, I'll just make a list:

1) I'll be spending the next two months of my life in the ~~lovely~~ cold, snowy state of Ohio in my hubby's hometown, right smack dab next door to my mother/father in law.

2) I'll be living in a farmhouse that was built in the 1860's. It is located on the family farm.

3) In reference to #2, I'll be living without some of the modern conveniences of my home, i.e. wireless internet. Yes, I'm dealing with dial up, gasp! The microwave is quite old and slow. It has a turn dial to adjust the cooking time. Heck, I'm even percolating my own coffee -- no Mr. Coffee here!

So, with all that being said, I'm turning my blog into sort of a diary, for the following reasons (I'm in a list it mood today):

1) It's a neat, easy way to keep family back home informed of our happenings.

2) Don't you think it will be interesting to hear about a Florida, city girl transplanted to Ohio in a town with population of about 12,000, living in an old house without some of the modern conveniences? Well . . . ok, so maybe it's not that interesting . . . but will you vow to read it anyway?

3) I've never lived away from my hometown or my family. This will be a journey . . . one with good days and one with bad days. I may need YOU. Yes, you! I may need some encouragement. I may need a friend. So . . . won't you be a pal and keep coming back!

Well, I guess that's about it. I do sincerely ask for your patience -- I am dealing with dial up and other ~~electrical~~ ~~global~~ ~~verbal~~ technical difficulties.

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Update on the girls:

Both were put on antibiotics by the Urgent Care doctor for ear infection and such. Both seem to be doing much, much better.

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GO BUCKEYES!!

The Big Announcement

2008-01-05T14:24:00.000-06:00

Well, I'd love to post the "big" annoucement, but I'm off to the Urgent Care Center here in Ohio. Both girls are sick. I've been giving Maddy breathing treatments every 4 to 6 hours again. Her congestion is back and her nose is running yellow/green. Baby Lulu has a fever of about 102.8, along with congestion and also the nasty nose. So . . . such is life, I guess. It's about time we checked out this Urgent Care anyway.

I'll be back tonight with the announcement . . .

I'm F-F-F-RREEEEEEZZ-I-N-G my F-F-F-AAAANNN-Y-Y-Y off!

2008-01-03T21:08:00.000-06:00

Yes, I said it! The Florida girl has been transplanted right smack dab in the middle of Ohio and I think I just might freeze to death! Seriously! I've been here less than a week and I can't feel my toes - EVER. The high today was 22 degrees (F). I've decided to hibernate. It should be illegal to have to go anywhere when temps are below 50. Yes, 50 is about the coldest I can take.

To my loyal readers (if there are any of you) I'm so sorry I've been gone for so long. Guess you can say I was on a "bloggy break." Christmas was a blur. We spent most of the time juggling around Hubby's schedule and then rushing to pack and leave to visit family in Ohio. So, to catch you all up . . .

Christmas -- what a blessed time. I got so many neat things. Hubby and I put ourselves on a budget this year, thereby, forcing each other to be creative with our Christmas gifts. And I was not disappointed - not by any means. My hubby stepped up to the plate and delivered. I won't get into telling you about every gift but I'll mention one of my favorites. Two years ago, after the birth of our first child, my hubby gave me a charm bracelet. It's beautiful, two tone and very feminine. On that bracelet is a charm representing each of our girls. From time to time on different occasions, hubby will add a charm to the bracelet (so will my BFF Teena -- I'd say she's probably given me half of the charms on the bracelet). Well, this Christmas, he gave me a silver set of wings engraved with the word "pilot". I've always wanted some sort of airplane/pilot charm to represent my hubby (for those of you who don't know, hubby flies airplanes). This charm was so much cuter than I could have ever imagined that he would have picked out. So, to me, the bracelet feels complete . . . I have my two girls and my hubby close to me all the time. And notice that I said the bracelet feels complete -- not full, so hubby . . . and Teena, keep those charms coming!!!

The girls had a great time. Maddy is now at the age where she understood Christmas a little this year. Fortunately for us, though, she didn't understand the timing. So, we were able to have Christmas around hubby's work schedule.

All in all, I'd have to say we had a wonderful Christmas. We were with friends and family . . . laughing, hugging, sharing -- what more can a girl ask for!

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Moving on to New Year's . . . we spent a wonderful New Year's Eve with my brother-in-law and his wife and her family. Great food . . . great company! We rang in the New Year together watching the ball drop in Times Square (on TV, of course). It's been a while since the four of us were able to just get away and talk. So, I'm glad we did. And we should really do it more often. And I want to say a quick "thank you" to them --- we really did have a wonderful time.

As far as New Year resolutions, I don't make 'em. Each year, I just try to resolve to take things one day at a time. And to learn . . . and be better . . . a better wife, a better mother, a better sister, a better friend, a better daughter, a better cousin and most of all, a better reflection of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. So, there you have it folks ---

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In other news . . .

I've got a big announcement, but you'll have to come back on Saturday and read it here!

Hmmmmmm . . . I can just see the wheels turning now . . .

See ya on Saturday!

I'll have a BLUE Christmas . . .

2007-12-21T21:45:00.000-06:00

I found this cute little quiz over a my friend, Fried Okra's, Place. She's one of my best bloggy friends. Oh, and if you haven't heard, they're expecting over there at the Fried Okra Manor. So, run on over there, if you have time, and congratulate them on their wonderful news!

You Should Have a Blue Christmas Tree

For you, the holidays represent a time of calm, understanding, and peace.
You avoid family fights, and you don't get too stressed out - even when things are crazy!

You like to make Christmas about making everyone's life a little bit better.
You don't get caught up in greed or commercialism. You're too sincere for that.

Your blue tree would look great with: Lots of silver tinsel

You should spend Christmas Eve watching: It's a Wonderful Life

What you should bake for Santa: Chocolate chip cookies

What Color Christmas Tree Should You Have?

Boy, this quiz "hit the nail on the head!" Chocolate chip cookies are my favorite! As Maddy would say, "Nummy!"

Have a fun, safe and Merry Christmas!

Sickness update

2007-12-19T12:45:00.000-06:00

Well, we are making progress. Both girls got good check ups. Baby Lulu still has fluid in her ears but it looks like we're making progress. The doctor said we can discontinue Maddy's breathing treatments for the moment. I'll just need to monitor her breathing and do them on an as need basis. So, praise be to the Lord --- I don't think I'll have sick children on Christmas.

Me . . . well, then there's me. I had an ear ache for 2 or 3 days. When it got so bad that I couldn't sleep through the pain, I finally made myself a doctor's appointment. Well, the doctor says I've got one of the worst sinus infections that he has seen. He said that my sinuses are completely blocked. So, he handed me a bag full of pills and two prescriptions and told me that if I'm not having any movement in the congestion (meaning -- if my nose doesn't start running), then we'll have to try more drastic measures. He asked me why I let it get so bad and said that I must have been sick for quite sometime. Well, to tell the truth, I have been congested for the last month. But I really just thought it was just allergies and then stuff that "had to run its course." Besides, I had sick babies and they were my main concern. Most times it's one mom taking care of two babies while dad is out of town. And that's how all this ended up. But, praise be to the Lord again, today, my nose has began to run and all that stuff is breaking up.

So, if I can shield Hubby from all this sickness, we'll all be happy and healthy this Christmas! And hey, isn't that the most important thing!

Taking a great picture of three 2-year old girls is like . . .

2007-12-19T09:59:00.000-06:00

Well, you decide . . .

And when it seemed impossible, we decided to just have fun with it . . .

Merry Christmas to our play group friends . . . Eleanor, Ensley, Harrison, Miss Leigh (EeeEee) and Miss Ashley! We've had so much fun playing with you this year!

My Christmas Tour

2007-12-18T00:08:00.000-06:00

Well, due to sick children and what have you, I missed BooMama's Christmas Tour. So, you know what? I'm having my own little open house right here, right now. So, won't you come in, it's pretty cold out there!

How do you like the wreath? I searched high and low -- you know, Target and Michaels and downright refused to pay $30 for a ready made wreath. So, I bought the stuff and for $30, I made two big, beautiful wreaths. So, now that you understand just how cheap and uncrafty I am . . . moving right along . . .

Here we have a lovely, artificial Christmas Tree. Is it leaning, you ask? Oh yes, we meant to do that! That's our signature trademark. In fact, we've done that with our tree every year since we got it (second hand from a friend of a friend's cousin's mother who was about to throw it out). Hey it works for now!

There are a few sentimental ornaments (of course they are hard to see from the picture). Every year, I buy my Hubby Hallmark's Aviation ornament. It's some sort of collector's edition and each year, there's an airplane ornament with alittle sheet of paper that details the airplane's history. It's pretty cool. Each year we get to learn about a different airplane (for those of you who don't know me that well, Hubby is a pilot -- hence the airplane ornaments).

Each year, I've bought the girl's their own ornament also. This year, Maddy really loved Mickey Mouse. So, I bought her a Mickey Mouse ornament.

And Baby Lulu, well, she's not even a year old, so she's into anything we put her infront of -- so, I chose the Charlie Brown Christmas ornament. It's really neat. It lights up and Linus recites the Christmas story.

And here's our lovely fireplace (that we've never ever used - nope not one time, because it's gas, unvented and I'm deathly afraid of carbon monoxide poisoning. But hey, that's a whole 'nother post in itself!)

Ok, one of my other neurosis . . . matching wrapping paper. I want my gifts under the tree to match. So every year, I buy three wrapping paper designs and Hubby raises his right hand and swears that he will only wrap presents in the designated wrapping papers. And only hand tied bows this year --- none of the cheesy sticker bows. Aaaacccckkk! No I.AM.NOT.HARD.TO.LIVE.WITH. THANK.YOU.VERY.MUCH!

And how about this Gingerbread House. Yes, our little play date friends helped us put this together. Let's see, Maddy (2 years old), Ellie (about to turn 3 years old) and Ensley (2.5 years old). Didn't they do a fine job? I saw this kit at Target and just had to have it!

Well, as you leave, don't forget to turn around and look at my outside decorations. I wish taken a picture at night --- but, you get the idea.

Merry Christmas and have a safe trip! See ya next time!

'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus

2007-12-18T00:03:00.000-06:00

"Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are acheiving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal."

2 Corinthians 4: 16-18

I should change the name of my blog . . .

2007-12-16T20:40:00.000-06:00

to"Striving for Healthy Children." Seriously, I know it's been a while -- life has been crazy around here. One child with a double ear infection and upper respiratory infection along with a yeast infection -- the other child needing breathing treatments every 4 hours. Ya'll ---- I'm all infected out! So, I know I should have taken a moment to check in, but you'll just have to forgive me.

Tomorrow, we are back to the doctor to check Maddy's oxygen level and see if we need to continue breathing treatments. Baby Lulu is on antibiotics and was supposed to have her "well check" at that appointment. Instead, the doctor will be checking her ears to see if they are clear; checking the yeast infection to make sure the cream is working; and checking her oxygen level and chest to make sure that she doesn't also need breathing treatments.

With a good visit to the doctor tomorrow, I hope to be back up and running here at the blog.

To my faithful readers --- please, please come back and I'll try to have something blog worthy!

And that's the Christmas story Charlie Brown . . .

2007-12-08T00:10:00.000-06:00

And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.

And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.

And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.

For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.

And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.

And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,

Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.

Santa - wrapped or unwrapped?

2007-12-06T10:11:00.000-06:00

Well, this will be our first Christmas with children who are old enough to really understand the holiday. I've been reading the Christmas story to Maddy and she seems to understand some of it. But, you can't ignore the Santa Claus part of Christmas.

Hubby and I had a discussion last week about how we would handle "Santa Claus". When I was a young girl, Santa brought the majority of the gifts. Sure, there were one or two wrapped presents from my parents, but Christmas morning usually consisted of unwrapped presents from Santa. I can remember the excitement of running down the stairs to find all of my presents under the tree - all laid out where I could see each and every one. So, last night, I asked my mother why she decided that Santa's gifts were unwrapped and why most of the gifts came from Santa and not from her. She said that Santa's gifts were those that usually required some assembly and were very big and bulky, thus making them hard to wrap. She told me that when I was a real young girl, like Maddy and Baby Lulu, that all presents were wrapped, 'cause you know, at the age of two, unwrapping the present is usually better than the present itself. She explained that as I got older, it just became easier (with 3 kids), not to wrap EVERYTHING.

So, what do you all think? Should Santa's gifts be wrapped or unwrapped? And should the majority of the gifts come from "Santa" or from Mommy and Daddy? Feel free to leave your suggestions in my comments - I'd love to hear how everyone else is doing it. And also, look over there in my sidebar and vote, please.

We are alive!

2007-12-06T10:06:00.000-06:00

Well, I'm happy to report that we are all alive and on the road to recovery . . . hopefully. The girls still have the runny nose, but both seem to be in really good spirits. So, in order to keep my sanity (what's left of it after having two children), I'm off to ~~our neighbor's house~~ our playgroup.

Two sick girls = one exhausted Mama!

2007-12-04T20:30:00.000-06:00

Well, both girls are sick. Let me just run down the list of things I've accomplished today -- let me warn you, my list is not for the faint at heart or those with a weak stomach.

1) I've sucked so much snot out of Maddy's nose I could fill an 8 oz jar. Eeww!
2) Baby Lulu is teething - getting molars to be exact --- I won't even tell you how many poopy diapers I've changed. I got in the shower tonight and scrubbed my skin raw!
3) I've repeated "drink your juice" more times than I'll hear Merry Christmas this holiday season.
4) I held one baby, then the next, oh and then back to the other who made the other one jealous and ended up with all 3 of us in the rocking chair . . . rocking and rocking and more rocking. Did I mention that rocking makes me nauseous!
5) Oh and did I mention that I've been blowing my own nose too? Yep, I'm sick.

Two sick babies + one sick Mama - Daddy = One exhausted, sick Mama!

Go Buckeyes!

2007-12-02T19:41:00.003-06:00

Congrats to the classiest coach in the U.S. - Jim Tressel. The Ohio State Buckeyes are headed to the BCS National Championship in New Orleans, LA.

These are a few of my favorite things . . . to do during the Christmas Holidays!

2007-12-01T09:34:00.000-06:00

"Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things . . .'

1) Sipping egg nog and watching "Christmas Vacation".

"Don't throw me down Clark!"
"I won't Aunt Bethany!"

"Is the house on fire Clark?"
"No Aunt Bethany!"

"Oh Aunt Bethany, you really shouldn't have!"
"Oh dear, did I break wind?"
"Gees Bethany, did the room clear out? Heck no! She meant the presents!"

"Aunt Bethany will you say grace?"
(Aunt Bethany shakes her head no)
"GRACE - they want you to say Grace."
"Grace? She died 30 years ago."
"THE BB-LL-EEE-SSS-II-NN-GG!"

Boy, that Aunt Bethany is sure good for some laughs!

2) Decorating the Christmas Tree

3) Stringing the lights outside . . .

With my little helper . . .

who decided that chasing the neighbor's cat would be more interesting!

4) Wrapping presents . . .
Ooopps - no picture for that -- haven't actually started doing that. Ahem! Anywhoo . . .

5) Kissing under the mistletoe

Ok - let me clarify -- first of all, there will be no pictures (you're welcome!) Secondly, hubby, I'm only referring to kissing YOU under the mistletoe. I mean ladies, just look at him!

6) Sipping on a warm cup of cider cozied up by a fire (is "cozied" even a real word? Um, well spell check says no. Well I say it is now -- this is my blog and I can do that if I want!)

6) Listening to this . . .

"When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad!"

He knows if you've been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake!

2007-11-30T09:07:00.000-06:00

You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
He's making a list
And checking it twice;
Gonna find out Who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is coming to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good So be good for goodness sake!
O! You better watch out! You better not cry Better not pout I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town!

Politically incorrect!

2007-11-29T09:11:00.000-06:00

An Advent Carnival

2007-11-28T08:04:00.000-06:00

My sister-in-law is hosting an Advent Carnival over here. She asked her reader's to participate by sharing inspiration, information, activity ideas, craft ideas, music and more. The main focus is "Anglican Advent Traditions", however, all are welcome to join in. If you didn't get a submission in prior to her post, feel free to leave your tradition in the comments.

Being a traditional gal and now, having a little family of my own, I'd love to start some family traditions also. So, I'm excited to hear about every one's ideas.

Head on over and see what traditions our fellow bloggers observe this time of the year.

Merry Christmas to me early . . .'er rather late, I guess!

2007-11-27T20:34:00.000-06:00

Guess what showed up in the arms of my Hubby at my door yesterday? Nope . . . not these, but . . . these!

That's right my bloggy friends and family. It's Cuisinart 10 Piece Chef's Classic Cookware in all Stainless Steel. Guaranteed to to help me cook like a real chef or I get my money back. Ok, well not really. But . . . how can I not cook better with new pots and pans. You know -- they're all level and stuff on the bottom. No uneven heating here. Nope! Here's what they do promise:

* Chef's Choice Stainless:18/10 mirror finish. Classic looks, professional performance.

* Unsurpassed Heat Distribution:Aluminum encapsulated base heats quickly and spreads heat evenly. Eliminates hot spots.

* Stainless Steel for Professional Results:18/10 stainless steel cooking surface does not discolor, react with food or alter flavors. Great for classic cooking techniques like slow simmers, rolling boils and reduction of liquids.

* Cool Grip Handle:Solid stainless steel riveted handle stays cool on the stovetop. A helper handle provides extra support and balance when lifting and pouring.

* Drip-Free Pouring:Rim is tapered for drip-free pouring.

* Flavor Lock Lid:Tightfitting cover seals in moisture and nutrients for healthier, more flavorful results, every time you cook.

* Dishwasher Safe:Premium 18/10 stainless steel easily cleans to original brilliant finish.

*Constructed to Last:Limited Lifetime Warranty.

Let me tell you the story behind these gems. Last year (yes, I said last year -- Christmas to be exact) my hubby and I started looking at cookware. We both knew we were in need of some new pots and pans. Our pots and pans were almost 10 years old. You know --- we're the people whose pots and pans had the non-stick coating peeling off and the warped bottom that won't allow the pan to sit level on the smooth top range (this just drove Hubby crazy!).

We shopped, we looked, we fretted over price . . . and we procrastinated. WE.COULD.NOT.MAKE.A.DECISION. We scoured the internet, talked to our friends, got sound advice AND.STILL.DID.NOT.MAKE.A.DECISION. We went to the store this past weekend where said pots and pans were "on Sale" and walked out of the store EMPTY.HANDED. I had all but given up hope on them there pots and pans until Monday afternoon, hubby pulled into the garage after a long day of work and low and behold, there he was with my brand new set of pots and pans. Yes, my friends -- only the best for his little lady. I.WAS.SHOCKED. Happy, but shocked!

So, how 'bout dinner at my house -- next week? I'll need a week to break them in. I hear cooking with stainless steel (as opposed to the non-stick) is a little different. So, I'll need just a little bit of time to adjust. Not to worry, though. I have the utmost faith in my culinary skills (snort!snort!)

Thanks Hubby! I can't wait to give 'em a try!

Gotta run, my biscuits are burning!

Happy Thanksgiving!

2007-11-23T09:13:00.000-06:00

Well, a day late, but Happy Thanksgiving to all!

We had a great Thanksgiving dinner with friends and family. Hubby was away, but it worked out perfectly for him. He was able to enjoy Thanksgiving dinner with family in California. I'm so thankful that he was not alone. It's tough not having him here with us for holidays -- but it's even tougher to think that he might be alone. So, to our family in California, thank you so much for rescuing my husband for the grips of a lonely hotel room and delivering him to a warm, inviting, Thanksgiving dinner with loving family.

To my husband, we missed you so much but are looking forward to your return home today. XXOOO!

I've been elfed . . .

2007-11-20T01:13:00.000-06:00

This is hilarious --- ever wanted to see me, my husband and my girls dancing to Christmas . . . no - well go here anyway!

One, maybe two, possibly three, what do you think about four? Part II

2007-11-19T10:36:00.000-06:00

This is the second post in a series. You can read the first post here.

"R, you need to sit down. I have something to tell you . . ."

And there we sat, for the next hour. I poured out my heart and told him everything! No need to paint a rosy picture -- I just gave it to him straight. Basically, there's no hope. And what little itty bitty hope that I have, is quickly fading as my years roll by me at lightening speed.

So, I finished the conversation, fully expecting him to be in total utter shock. And then, when he regained consciousness, he would realize that he's wasting his time and effort with me -- a lost cause. Move on, count it as a loss and try to find something better before his time ran out. I mean, face it, I'm 10 years his junior. He's no spring chicken. He didn't have a lot of time to waste either.

But, would you believe that after he had a couple of moments to process all that I had just said, his main point of contention was that he was upset that I had not called him to let him know that I was at the emergency room the whole day. He said that I should not have sat there by myself. He could and would have come to accompany me. But, he was upset that he wasn't even given the chance. He felt like he was "cut out" of the whole situation. And that, was the major issue. In fact, he said dealing with the possibility of not having children was easier than dealing with the fact that I shut him out. Our relationship was what was losing hope. If I couldn't be straight forward and completely open and honest, well then, we couldn't move forward.

And I understood what he was saying. I completely understood that, if the table was turned, I would have been upset if he had not showed some common courtesy and told me what was going on.

So, I apologized. And apologized. And apologized. And promised never to do that again. And assured him that he knew EVERYTHING. And he did. I had told him everything. And he didn't run out the door, or pass out at my feet, or have any of the bad reactions that I had built up in my mind.

No, he did exactly what someone who loves someone else would do --- he said, "We'll figure it out. If we need to try to adopt, we will. If we want to try fertility treatments, we will. There lots of options." And he even said he would give up his possibility of hair plugs so that we could use that money for fertility treatments or adoption. What a guy! If you know my husband, then you know about his obsession with his hair or the lack there of. Giving up the possibility of hair plugs in the future is a big deal. Now that's love!!!

So, the next day, I made a follow up appointment with my doctor. I needed to figure out my next course of action. And it looked as though we needed to schedule the surgery. And then decide what medication would be needed post surgery to keep the endometriosis from getting out of control again. You know, basically, to buy myself some time.

And so, we met, we discussed and surgery it was! We needed to burn off the existing endometriosis, adhesions, lesions and scar tissue. And then, I needed to make a decision on the medication following the surgery. I could be put on a high dose birth control shot, where I would feel like I was thrown into menopause at the ripe 'ole age of 27. Or, I could take a pill, which would not be as effective and therefore, causing me to need this surgery to be repeated with a year or two.

Wow, what wonderful options! R and I discussed these options until we just couldn't discuss them anymore. We decided that neither the pill or the shot was a good option and that we would pray about it, continue with the surgery and then make a decision on a medication method after the surgery.

I liked that R was involved in the decision making. He did his own research, scouring the internet to try and read as much as possible. At this point, we were already talking about marriage and I was so glad that he was sticking around and going through this with me.

We knew that we wanted to elope. Take off, just the two of us and do it. And then, tell everybody after it was done. And that's what we did.

As far as the surgery is concerned -- it never happened. I went in to see the doctor as a pre-op measure, and found out I was pregnant. We were all stunned to say the least! God is good!

Oh and my second pregnancy . . . happened only 7 months after giving birth to my first child. I didn't have any complications with either pregnancy and both girls were born healthy.

Now . . . have I experienced a miracle or what! And I'm hoping to experience a couple more in short order. If that's what God has planned for me.

I'm awake now!

2007-11-19T10:34:00.001-06:00

Boy, those chairs are dangerous. I sat down in one a week ago and fell asleep. No, I mean really asleep. The sound of the waves crashing on shore and seagulls flying over. It was so peaceful that I didn't wake up til now. So . . . where did we leave off. Oh yes . . .

Pull up a chair . . .

2007-11-10T14:53:00.000-06:00

Sorry, but the orange festive background was stressing me out! Too much energy. I know this isn't quite seasonally appropriate, but I need some tranquility. So, come join me where I feel most relaxed. See that extra chair in the picture . . . that's for you. Sit down, relax and tell me all about it!

Oh, and I'll be back Monday to finish "One, maybe two, possibly three, what do you think about four?"

One, maybe two, possibly three, what do you think about four?

2007-11-10T09:16:00.000-06:00

When I first met my husband, I was fresh out of a first marriage. I just couldn't see myself ever really being in love again or having a family. Doctors had been telling me since the age of 16 that for me, getting pregnant and actually carrying a child full term would be highly unlikely. I had been through a surgery or two, had cysts removed, adhesions and lesions had taken over my abdomen and had left a lot of scar tissue. The doctor said that if, by chance, I did get pregnant, the pregnancy itself would improve my condition. This just left me feeling like a cat chasing my tail . . . "hey, it's near impossible for you to get pregnant, but if you could, it'd really help, you know!" Then, throw a divorce in that situation and I felt hopeless. I had pretty much set my mind on not ever having children. In fact, when people asked in casual conversation if I wanted children, I'd say "no, not really." But those who REALLY knew me, knew that wasn't true. You see, I thought that if I said that I didn't want children, there would be no disappointment when I couldn't have them. And frankly, at that time during my life, I began to question what sort of parent I would be --- I mean, 27 and divorced . . . I was truly disappointed in myself. And I remember thinking, I would be a horrible mom. #1 - I have no patience --- seriously, I was about the most impatient person I'd ever seen. #2 - I was selfish. #3 - I felt awkward around babies. I grew up babysitting children. Heck, I even had a niece and nephew. And I was fine with children. But babies, I just didn't know what to do. And I wasn't one of those sappy, baby talking, adults. I.JUST.COULDN'T.GO.THERE. And that worried me.

Anyway, getting back to when I met my husband, he wanted a family -- the whole kit and kaboodle -- wife, 3 children, house on the farm with a horseshoe driveway and white picket fence. And in my mind, I could envision all of that. But, eventually I'd have to tell him, that those 3 darling children that he dreamed of having --- well, they wouldn't come from me.

I guess we'd been dating about 7 months when the endometriosis starting acting up. I had horrible pain in my abdomen. I remember heading to work one morning with a heating pad in tow. I sat at my desk in my chair that day with a heating pad on my back, constantly popping ibuprofen. The doctor had given me pain pills, but I was totally against taking those because I knew that I needed to learn to deal with the pain. After all, the only fix for my problem was pregnancy or a hysterectomy. And neither of those were an option for me right now. So, ibuprofen it was.

That day, the pain got so severe that I ended up leaving work, at the urging of my friend and co-worker Teena, and headed to the Urgent Care center. From there, they ran some tests, and sent me to the emergency room so that they could do an ultrasound. I received the results from the ultrasound that evening. They said I had another cyst. And probably more endometriosis that needed to be burned off. You see, 6 years prior, I had surgery to burn off endometriosis and some of the adhesions and lesions. Little did I know that in order to keep myself in good working condition, I needed this surgery every 4 years or so. Huh? That surgery was quite painful and the recovery was all but fast. Every 4 years . . . are you sure?

So, I left the hospital with that news. By that time, I had missed a phone call or two from my now husband -- we'll just call him R. So, I returned R's call, agreed to a dinner date and began to wrack my brain to figure out how I was going to tell him all of this. Y'all -- I liked him. No . . . I REALLY, REALLY liked him. And this news could possibly be a deal breaker. I mean, we were getting serious. We had talked about marriage. And yes, I know. I know that I should have told him the full extent of my condition a long time prior to this moment. But how do you say that.

"Hello guy who I'm dating. Since the age of 16, doctor's have said that I would have a hard time getting pregnant. Every month, I have a miserable day or two with endometriosis that sends me to my bed to lay on a heating pad. There is no definitive answer about my status of becoming pregnant -- I've never tried. But hey, it's stuff you need to consider before even thinking about marrying me."

Ok, well, that was pretty easy -- but actually saying it to him and wondering whether he'd walk out the door -- it was a scary thought. I mean, I'd explained some of my condition before -- and I think he understood and knew more than I gave him credit. But, I felt like I needed to lay it all out on the line. Tell him everything. And hope for the best. I kept thinking, what if the doctors were wrong. Who gave a doctor the authority to tell me what God had planned? In any case, R needed to know.

So, I arrived at R's place, determined to sit down and be fully honest about the situation. He greeted me at the door in his normal fashion -- a kiss, a hug and a "how was your day?" I felt my stomach flip flop. "R, you need to sit down. I have something to tell you . . ."

Girls . . . play nice!

2007-11-09T08:43:00.000-06:00

Every Tuesday and Thursday, the girls and I have been meeting with a playgroup. Our group consists of two girls Maddy's age and one little boy Baby Lulu's age. We do things like go to the park and have a picnic, gather at each other's house and just let the kids play and do crafts, head to the indoor bouncing center and let them jump til their heart's content . . . you know, fun two year old stuff.

So anyway, yesterday, we headed to one of the other children's house to play and do our "turkey" project. We (or shall I say I - the control freak) have decided that each Thursday, we'll do a kiddy craft. So, I printed out templates, etc and headed out the door with girls, armed to make turkeys in honor of Thanksgiving.

We arrived at our friend's home, unloaded my um-teen number of bags (seriously, with two in diapers it's like packing for a week long trip just to run to the store!), and greeted our friends at the door. Maddy ran inside and immediately hugged her friends. They headed back to the play room and began to choose the toy that each would play with. Now, let's inventory here . . . one grocery cart, one baby doll stroller, three 2 year old girls. Problem! And I bet you can guess what happened next . . .

"Mine!"
"Momma, so and so is not sharing!"

And then we see girls, yanking at other girl's toys and then all of three of them start crying.

I can't say I'm surprised. My mother-in-law warned me of this. She did a brief observation of 2 year olds back when she was in nursing school. She said she found that 2 year old children like to play independently. I believed what she had told me, but for some reason, I thought that we could MAKE them play together.

So, getting back to the 2 year old drama queens, we gave them all a good talking to and sent them on their separate ways. And you know what? They each played in a little corner all by their lonesome. And each was happy to do so. And the house was a much more peaceful play to be!

So, here are a few pictures to document our crafting fun! Our little turkeys making turkeys!

And the finished product . . .

The turkey is made from a plastic plate and construction paper. If you'll notice, the feathers are made by tracing the child's hand. Cute, huh!!

We explained Thanksgiving and that we should thank Jesus for everything that we have. Then we talked about turkeys . . . what sound do turkeys make? Gobble! Gobble! Gobble!

All in all, I think the playdate and craft time went very well. So, I leave you with this . . . what happens when you leave two, two year old girls alone for more than 30 seconds?

This . . .

Wordless Wednesday

2007-11-07T08:52:00.000-06:00

Busted!

For more Wordless Wednesday, go here!

Your chance to get a FREE Phillips Senseo!

2007-11-05T08:00:00.000-06:00

If you've read my post here, then you'll understand this post. If not, click on the link and then come back here, ok?

Alright . . . are you back now . . .

Are you there?????

Hello?

Oh, there you are! Ok, now let's get down to business. The nice people over at Phillips are giving my readers a chance to get a free Phillips Senseo. Yes, you heard me . . . FREE! So, all you need to do is go here, answer a few questions and they'll let you know if you qualify! It's rrreeeeaaaallll simple! So, go! You know you want one! Just go . . . you can thank me later!

What in the world do pods have to do with coffee making?

2007-11-04T08:00:00.000-06:00

About two weeks ago, I received a Phillips Senseo coffee maker for FREE! Yes, that's right, I said for FREE! You can imagine my excitement when the mailman rang my door bell and there it was waiting for me. So, Maddy and I immediately brought it inside and ripped the box open. And then, disappointment struck. What? It only makes a cup at a time? I hate those machines. They're too much work! I just want a whole pot of coffee sitting there, steaming, waiting for me to refill. So, I promptly set it aside and thought "Re-gift!"

Fast forward two days later . . . I took a second look at the coffee maker and thought, These nice people at Phillips sent me this coffee maker for FREE in good faith, hoping that I would try it, love it and tell others about it. And I haven't even bothered to pull it out of it's box. Shame on me! So, I began to think some advantages to using this coffee maker in hopes of prodding myself along and cranking up the machine:

1) Hubby is gone 1/2 of the month. Instead of making a big pot of coffee when he's gone, I could make one cup at a time and save myself the trouble of using the big machine.

2) Since it is only making the coffee one cup at a time, every cup is hot and fresh.

3) Oh yes, the pod thingys. They come in different flavors and such, so each morning I could technically have a different flavor.

4) It has a sleek, attractive, modern design. I wouldn't mind this machine sitting out on my counter.

So, I plugged the machine in and decided to give it a whirl. I did a quick little clean of the machine and then it was raring to go. I lifted up the front lever, inserted one pod, closed the top, filled the water compartment and pushed the button. In about 90 seconds, I had a fresh cup of coffee, sitting there waiting on me. Cool! And the coffee? IT.WAS.DELICIOUS. How easy was that!

So, then I remembered that I had French Vanilla and Cappuccino pods and decided to experiment. I did half an 8oz cup with the french vanilla coffee pod and then in the same cup, swap pods and used the cappuccino. And right then and there, I had a French Vanilla cappuccino --- SOLD! I immediately fell in love with this machine. The whole process took less than 2 minutes. That's right ladies -- no running to Starbucks -- no dragging out the Espresso/Cappuccino maker, grinding the beans, frothing the milk -- no ma'm. It was so simple. And so GOOD! I added a little Reddi wip
on top and voila --- heaven on earth in my cup!

"Senseo advertises it's system as a way to personalize your coffee. The coffee pod system lets you savor a single serving of coffee at the touch of a button, just the way you like it, whenever you like it!"

With the great coffee, ease of use and sleek design, the Senseo is sure to be a hit.

Now, let's get down to the nitty gritty. Target is selling this machine for $65 (or atleast my local Target is). However, Senseo was so generous as to send me a few $20 gift certificates to be used on the purchase of a machine. So, if you're interested, please let me know and I'll get one to you (first ask, first get basis! Supplies are limited so ACT NOW!). Of course, Senseo's website sells the machines and pods, but they have the machine listed at $69.99 -- and then you have to pay shipping and handling. I priced the pods at Target and they were selling 2 bags for $7. Each bag contains between 10-18 pods, depending on the flavor and variety. I was able to use each pods for 3 to 4 cups of coffee (though they recommend you use a fresh pod for each cup of coffee -- why waste a good pod, I say!)

Well, I hope that I have shared some helpful information! Feel free to comment with questions and I'll try to answer them.

*As with any products I write about on this blog, I am not being paid to endorse those products. This product was provided to me free of charge from Phillips and I agreed to tell others about my experience -- good or bad.

Happy Belated Halloween!

2007-11-03T11:49:00.001-05:00

Well, we had a great time Trick or Treating with the neighborhood children. Here are a few pictures of my unhappy Ladybug and my happy Minnie Mouse . . .

Daddy, Minnie and Ladybug

For these next shot, I used the "Night Scene" setting on my digital camera --- well, as you can see . . . it didn't work out so well! I guess it blurred any bit of light that was interferring with the picture?!?!? *Note to self . . . must take a photography class or something!

Mommy and the cutest Minnie Mouse EVER!

Cutest Minnie Mouse EVER and the unhappy Ladybug!

Notice the red eye, people! That's not from my poor photography skills -- it's the side effects of the gynormous amount of candy she had consumed that night! Seriously!!!

And the Winner is . . .

2007-11-03T11:37:00.001-05:00

Wow! My site meter has been going crazy this week! I had 108 comments or entries, shall I say, for the beautiful picture frame.

So, without further adue . . .

the winner is . . .

Katy-Anne at Aussie Mama 4 Jesus.

Congratulations Katy-Anne and thanks to all who entered!

I'll resume my regular bloggy programming shortly :-)

Fall Y'all Bloggy Giveaway!

2007-10-29T08:56:00.000-05:00

***PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU LEAVE YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS OR A LINK TO YOUR BLOG SO THAT I CAN CONTACT YOU. I'M RECEIVING A LOT OF ENTRIES WITHOUT EITHER! THANKS!****

Well, it's finally here . . . the Fall Y'all Bloggy Giveaway. For those of you who are not bloggers, it's a blogging carnival. It's kind of like, we all set up our booth and then sign up at the info center so that they can direct people our way. Our info center and the place where you can find links to all participating blogs is here.

My giveaway . . . Well, I'm giving away this beautiful Home Trends Heirloom 5x7 picture frame. It's a beautiful shade ivory with a little antique/worn detail. I have two of the 8x10 frames in this style hanging in my bedroom. It adds such elegance.

So, if you want to throw your name in the hat, just leave me a comment saying anything you'd like! Contest ends on Friday, November 2nd at midnight. I will draw a winner with a random number generator on Saturday, November 3rd. ANYONE can enter - you don't have to have a blog. Please make sure that you do log in, though, with an email address or leave me one so that I can contact you if you win!

Good luck and thanks for stopping by, y'all!

Have You Been BOO'd?

2007-10-28T22:04:00.000-05:00

I took the liberty of "BOO"ing my neighbors this week. What am I talking about? Well, it's this fun little game in which you leave a treat at your neighbor's door. There is this cute little poem and sign that you leave with the treat. It's supposed to be done anonymously. So, late last Thursday night, I ran over to my neighbor's house, put the treat by the door, rang the doorbell and RAN! Sounds easy enough, right? So, I moved on to the second neighbor's home. I knew this home would be harder to "BOO" because it's located on a corner lot, thus making it very hard to flee without being spotted. So, I crept up to the door, put the treat at the door and then OH.MY.GOODNESS I hear a car coming down the street. I peered around the corner and crouched down. It's the UPS guy pulling straight up in front of the house. Immediately I see him squinting and trying to see what I'm doing. So, I wait to see if he's actually dropping off a package at this house or the house next door. Oh, ok, he's headed towards the house next door. Hurry, quick, ring the doorbell and run. So, I did. I ran. I hid on the other side of their truck that just happened to be parked on the street. And as I'm crouched down by the truck, my neighbor, the "BOO"ee, came out onto her front lawn to try and spot the "BOO"er. And wouldn't you know it? Neighbor Peter and dog Monty just happened to be walking down the road at that time and spotted some lunatic crouched down beside the truck (yes, I mean me!) So, I try to wave him by as I whisper and say that I'm playing a game. Well, Neighbor Peter understood me perfectly, but Monty . . . OH.NO.SIREEE, he wasn't having any part of that. So, Neighbor Peter is practically dragging Monty away from me, all the while the "BOO"ee is looking in our direction wondering what in the heck is going on over there! Neighbor Peter, being the good sport he is, waved her off saying something about Monty had spotted a cat. So, after the "BOO"ee had retired back to the indoors, I thought it best to explain my fun little game to Neighbor Peter and then swear him to secrecy. Needless to say . . . Y'all, I am out of shape!!!! I got home and I was so winded! Seriously! And it serves me right I guess. 'Cause this is a child's game. And what is a thirty year old women doing running around the neighborhood after dark ringin' doorbells FOR.GOODNESS.SAKE!

I know Huney . . . you must be so proud! This is the kind of stuff that I do when I'm left without my husband's supervision!

Anyhooo . . .

Stay tuned . . . 'cause tomorrow starts . . .

Pumpkin Hunting 2007

2007-10-26T20:46:00.000-05:00

"Maddy, look at Mom!"

"Maddy, what are you doing down there?"

"This pumpkin is NOT for sale!"

Boy, we had fun! Mom's next task . . . carve the pumpkin! Wish me luck!

Celebrity Look Alike

2007-10-26T09:54:00.000-05:00

I've seent this floating around bloggy town. You can go to My Heritage.com, insert your picture and they come up with a list of celebrities that they think you look like . . . here were my results!

I don't know . . . but I don't really think I look like any of these celebrities, do you?

Little Bunny Who?

2007-10-22T16:49:00.000-05:00

Daddy: (singing) "Little Bunny Foo Foo, hopping through the forrest, picking up the field mice and bopping them on the head!"

Me: "Is that a real song or did you make that up?"

Daddy: "Would I make up something like that?"

Minutes later . . . he googled and showed me the rest of the song.

Then, he found this You Tube.

Scary!!!! Am I the only person who had never heard this little diddy? Just wondering . . .

In Honor/Memory of My Aunt Derlie

2007-10-22T13:44:00.000-05:00

On Sunday, October 21, 2007 at 3:30 am, my mother's sister, Derlie, passed away after a battle with ALS (aka Lou Gehrig's Disease). She was diagnosed less than a year ago. It all began with her being unable to hold things in her hands. By the time of her death, she was unable to move, completely paralyzed, unable to even swallow. This disese progressed so quickly in her.

My last visit with her was her birthday almost 2 months ago. We had a nice family gathering at her house. By that time, she was wheelchair bound and unable to move her limbs. But, she could still speak alittle. And she was aware of who was there. I took my girls to her see her. Maddy had a good time "sharing" her stickers with Aunt Derlie (and by sharing, I mean placing about 25 stickers all over Aunt Derlie). She spoke a little to me that day. She thanked me for bringing the girls and for coming to visit. We discussed Baby Lulu's hair. I told her I thought it was going to continue to be red. She disagreed and thought she would eventually have brown hair with red undertones. It's funny that these are the things that I remember from our conversation. She watched my girls intently. I blew bubbles and Maddy chased them around the yard.

I do remember that as I was leaving, I knelt down, gave her hug and told her I loved her. This is a comforting memory for me. You see, I had planned to see Aunt Derlie on Sunday morning. She passed away before I could get there.

Please say a prayer for our family. The majority of the family and extended family do not know the Lord Jesus Christ as their Savior.

150 in 150!

2007-10-21T21:12:00.000-05:00

I found this over at Blog In My Eye. You're supposed to bold all of the things you've done. Kind of like a list of 30 to do before you turn 30 . . . got it? Good!

01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone
08. Said “I love you” and meant it
09. Hugged a tree
10. Bungee jumped - not me but my risk taking hubby has!
11. Visited Paris
12. Watched a lightning storm at sea - not fun!
13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise
14. Seen the Northern Lights
15. Gone to a huge sports game - Basketball National Championship game Ohio State vs. Florida -- OSU lost but we still had a great time!
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
18. Touched an iceberg
19. Slept under the stars - camping as a teenager . . . those were the days!
20. Changed a baby’s diaper - oh lawdy yes! Too many to count!
21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
22. Watched a meteor shower
23. Gotten drunk on champagne
24. Given more than you can afford to charity
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope - did this with hubby on one of our first dates.
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
27. Had a food fight
28. Bet on a winning horse
29. Asked out a stranger
30. Had a snowball fight - driving in Montana with my youth group when I was younger -- we pulled over and had a snowball fight right there on the side of the road!
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
32. Held a lamb
33. Seen a total eclipse
34. Ridden a roller coaster - yep, but I realized those days were over when I attempted to swing at the park with Maddy and was instantly dizzy and nauseous.
35. Hit a home run
36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day
38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
39. Had two harddrives for your computer
40. Visited all 50 states
41. Taken care of someone who was drunk
42. Had/Have amazing friends - Teena
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
44. Watched whales
45. Stolen a sign
46. Backpacked in Europe
47. Taken a road-trip - does Savannah count, Teena?
48. Gone rock climbing
49. Midnight walk on the beach
50. Gone sky diving
51. Visited Ireland
52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
54. Visited Japan
55. Milked a cow
56. Alphabetized your cds - weird, I know!
57. Pretended to be a superhero
58. Sung karaoke - "I will survive, I will survive, Hey! Hey!"
59. Lounged around in bed all day - prior to having children, of course!
60. Played touch football
61. Gone scuba diving
62. Kissed in the rain
63. Played in the mud
64. Played in the rain
65. Gone to a drive-in theater
66. Visited the Great Wall of China
67. Started a business
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
69. Toured ancient sites
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight
72. Gotten married
73. Been in a movie
74. Crashed a party
75. Gotten divorced
76. Gone without food for 5 days
77. Made cookies from scratch - some have been good, others, not so much!
78. Won first prize in a costume contest
79. Ridden a gondola in Venice
80. Gotten a tattoo
81. Rafted the snake river
82. Been on television news programs as an “expert”
83. Gotten flowers for no reason
84. Performed on stage
85. Been to Las Vegas
86. Recorded music
87. Eaten shark
88. Kissed on the first date
89. Gone to Thailand
90. Bought a house
91. Been in a combat zone
92. Buried one/both of your parents
93. Been on a cruise ship
94. Spoken more than one language fluently
95. Performed in a Rocky Horror Picture Show
96. Raised children - still raising!
97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
98. Passed out cold
99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over
101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking
103. Had plastic surgery
104. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived
105. Wrote articles for a large publication
106. Lost over 100 pounds
107. Held someone while they were having a flashback
108. Piloted an airplane - nope, but my hubby does it all the time!
109. Touched a stingray
110. Broken someone’s heart
111. Helped an animal give birth
112. Won money on a TV game show
113. Broken a bone - pinky finger at the gym and toe on the coffee table!
114. Gone on an African photo safari
115. Had a facial part pierced other than your ears
116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
118. Ridden a horse
119. Had major surgery
120. Had a snake as a pet
121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
122. Slept 30 hours in a 48 hour time frame
123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states
124. Visited all 7 continents
125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
126. Eaten kangaroo meat
127. Eaten sushi - had it last Friday night -- thanks to Hubby!
128. Had your picture in the newspaper
129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
130. Gone back to school
131. Parasailed - Hubby's 38th Birthday -- we did this together!
132. Touched a cockroach - unfortunately, yes!
133. Eaten fried green tomatoes - love 'em, love 'em, love 'em!!!
134. Read “The Iliad” - they made me read this in highschool!
135. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read
136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
137. Skipped all your school reunions
138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
139. Been elected to public office
140. Written your own computer language
141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream
142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care - we just lost my mom's sister this morning, who was in Hospice care.
143. Built your own PC from parts
144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
145. Had a booth at a street fair
146. Dyed your hair - no comment needed . . .
147. Been a DJ
148. Shaved your head - no but I've wanted to!
149. Caused a car accident
150. Saved someone’s life

Well, that was fun and probably pretty informative to some. Join in if you'd like!

Birth Control Debate

2007-10-20T09:23:00.000-05:00

So, have you guys read about this? The title of the article is "School Board Oks Birth Control Pill for Middle School." Did I read that correctly? Does it say Middle School? I'm not sure how you all feel about this subject, but I feel inclined to discuss it. I'm raising two girls. Granted, they are quite young now and not concerned with birth control, boys and the such. But, if we're okaying birth control here in the year 2007, what will we be okaying when they are of age and concerned about boys and all. It's such a scary thought.

I grew up in a loving Christian home. I was taught that my body belongs to the Lord Jesus Christ. It it holy temple, used for his work. It is not mine, but only loaned to me to do work for the Lord. In all honesty, I don't recall ever having the "sex" talk with my parents. I just knew that the Bible said to wait . . . and so I waited. But, I grew up, as most of us did, without internet and limited exposure to television. Our kids, unfortunately, have so much more to contend with. Sex is constantly being thrown infront of their face. And now, not only are they seeing it everywhere, the middle school that they attend will be able to hand them birth control, if they so please. I mean, am I just old fashioned, or is this idea wrong? The idea that we need to control birth at the ages between 11 and 14 is scary. In my opinion, we shouldn't be teaching them how to control birth -- we SHOULD be teaching them how to control their body and how to control emotions and urges. Am I right? And where are the parents? I stand by what I've said before . . . I've never understood why you have to take a test to drive a car, or be employed, or have a degree, but anyone is allowed to birth children. I know! I know! It would be impossible to regulate that -- but what I'm saying is that we need to think about these things! Unfortunately, it is left to the schools sometimes to raise children. There are so many absentee parents who have handed off their responsibilities to the public school system. So, it's no wonder why the school system feels that they have the authority to give your child birth control. I mean, after all, they do teach our children how to have sex . . . they are arming them with condoms . . . so, now they feel the need to control what they are teaching. And I know that there are exceptions -- this isn't happening in all schools everywhere. But wake up people -- it only took one school to remove prayer and God and bibles and the others followed suite pretty quickly. I don't know about you, but I . . . let me say it again, I, I, I want to be the one making the decisions for my children. Until the age of 18, these girls are the responsibility of my husband and myself. And if my daughters feel at some point that they are in need of birth control, I need to be involved. I need to know why? Even if it's for pure medical reasons (which there are some), I need to know!

However, on the other side of the coin . . . what about those parents who are not involved? What about the kids that are having sex and getting pregnant and unable to take care of the child because she is a child herself? I can see that the school system feels the need to step in and help these girls.

So, what do you think? If the parents have handed off their responsibilities, is it up to the school system to take over? Should they be handing out birth control?

It's a hairy situation around here

2007-10-19T08:54:00.000-05:00

Well, thanks to the inclement weather around here yesterday, I was unable to keep my hair appointment -- actually, the salon was without power too. What hair appointment you say? Oh yes, the hair appointment I made with a new hair stylist. Someone . . . ahem, Teena, cough! cough!. . . was nice enough to be honest with me and tell me that my latest hair cut left a little to be desired, so to speak! Y'all . . . I knew it! A girl knows when she has a horrific haircut. But at that point, what do you do? I mean, it was really too short for anyone to "fix". So, I took two weeks, let the hair grow and am hoping that this new stylist can work some miracles -- literally! I'm very excited! I've heard some really good things about her and I can't wait to hear her creative ideas.

If all goes as well as I think it will, I'll post some pictures this evening.

Tornado

2007-10-18T13:01:00.000-05:00

Well, I'm here to report that we survived a tornado and we're doing ok. At about 11:00 a.m. this morning, a tornado came down our street. Houses up and down the left side of our street all have substantial damage. Praise the Lord, though, we live on the right side of the street. There were no injuries in our neighborhood - just damage to property and houses. The house across the street has a tree through the living room. The house next to that one has the front windows blown out. We had damage to the yard --- flowers and trees uprooted --- but nothing compared to others. I'm still waiting to hear from Robert --- he was to fly out at the Navy Base today. I'll update as soon as I know more. Please pray for Pensacola, FL -- we are accustomed to dealing with hurricanes -- not tornadoes!

For more info, go here.

Wordless Wednesday

2007-10-17T19:40:00.001-05:00

It's been so crazy around here that even Baby Lulu is trying to escape!

For more Wordless Wednesday, go here.

Wordless Wednesday - Technical Difficulties

2007-10-17T09:37:00.001-05:00

Well, I've been trying to post my "Wordless Wednesday" picture, but blogger is having technical difficulties. So . . . I'll post as soon as I can!

Things that scare me!

2007-10-16T20:39:00.000-05:00

This post is written for October's Write Away contest over at Scribbit.

Things That Scare Me

1. Walking into my daughter's room, looking in her crib and finding that she has gone #2 and taken her diaper off. Poo is everywhere!

2. Spiders . . . living, dead, fake . . .makes no difference. Spiders are good for an instant heart attack!

3. Being pregnant only 6 months after delivering my first child! You laugh, but seriously, that happened. And it sure scared the daylights out of me! Yep, being a mama to two in fifteen short months is a reality check for anyone.

4. Driving in rain. I'm absolutely terrified of driving when I know the roads are wet. I feel a little out of control and I'm always afraid the car is going to slide. Ok, little confession: that actually happened. I was sixteen, it was late, I was driving in the rain and tried to make a left hand turn and then all of the sudden, I lost control and the car went spinning. I ended up in the other lane turned completely around. It was one of the scariest nights of my life. But could you not tell my Dad, please? Let's just keep this between us, ok?

Oh yes, now back to my list . . .

5. Snakes - if the heart attack from a spider doesn't kill me, a snake will. 'Nuff said! I can't even discuss them without shivering!

6. The noise our can lights in our kitchen make after being on all day, and now it's dead of night and completely quiet and yes, I'm all alone and oh my goodness, what was that noise? Some one's breaking in! I should call the police! Where's my cell phone? (fumbling in the dark) Oh wait, no! It's those stupid lights in the kitchen cooling off! Uuuuugggggghhhh!

7. Being chased. Stop laughing! Seriously, I'm afraid of being chased. Even if it's for a game or just because, don't do it! I.HATE.IT! What starts off as a game, me laughing having a good time, running from someone, turns into panic and oh my gosh I can't stop running because this person will catch me. Oh no, I'm freaking out, stop chasing me, STOP chasing me, STOP.CHASING.ME! Seriously! Grow up already!

8. And my last and only serious "thing that scares me" is cancer. It's everywhere! And everyone has it! Well, not everyone. But I venture to say that most people have been affected by it in some way or another. Either a love one has had it or a friend of a friend . . . scary! And it just shows up. You're living life, having a good time and then all of the sudden, BAM! (Did I scare ya?) Cancer! Thank goodness my faith and trust ~~lie~~ reside in the Lord Jesus Christ or I'd REALLY be scared!

So, I hope that you have enjoyed my list. Thanks to Michelle over at Scribbit for hosting this piece of bloggy fun! Please feel free to leave me a comment telling me what scares you . . . or are you too scared to comment?!?

Too old to be doing this . . .

2007-10-16T15:58:00.000-05:00

My nephew's birthday party was the past Saturday. We had a great time! My brother rented this HUGE blow up water slide. I thought I would share with you a couple of photos from our big day!

Maddy is pointing out to Papa where they'll likely land . . .

Papa explains to Maddy where they'll likely land . . .

Papa rethinks sliding at his age . . .

And down they go!!

Hard lesson learned!

2007-10-16T15:41:00.000-05:00

Ok, so this is what happens when Hubby comes home after three weeks of being away.

Look closely - that's the lining hanging out the end of the legs of the pants. What you see is my favorite Ann Taylor trousers (no, I did not pay $168 for them -- they were on sale!). They are dry clean only. Well, Hubby, seeing as he's been gone for the last three weeks, was unaware that the laundry basket held all laundry - even my dry clean items. So, in his attempt to "help out", he washed my trousers (sniff! sniff!)

His response, "I don't think it's such a good idea to put the dry clean items in the laundry basket!"

My response, "Well I never thought you'd actually wash them!"

To my pants: I will miss you dearly. You were one of 3 pairs of pants that actually fit me. You were elegant, sophisticated and brought out the best in me. I'll never forget you. Rest in peace my friend. (sniff! sniff!)

I'm back . . . REALLY!

2007-10-16T15:28:00.000-05:00

Ok, well as you can tell, I'm still working on updating the blog. I need to settle on some sort of picture to go up top there. Then, I'll put a few finishing touches. I just can't seem to get it all the way I want it. Anyway . . .

I know I've been scarce around here lately -- I do apologize. My ex-husband's father's funeral was yesterday. The viewing was Sunday night. The family seems to be holding up relatively well. And I know this sounds selfish, but I'm glad to be back in my old routine . . . and glad to be back here in bloggy world. I may not have been posting, but I have been keeping up with my bloggy friends. So . . . I'm off to create some posts! REALLY!

Under Construction

2007-10-14T22:40:00.001-05:00

Please excuse the mess, but me and my blog are "Under Construction" right now! Please feel free to stick around, wander and piddle around, though. You're perfectly safe here . . . just wear a pair of sunglasses :-)

Hey -- and check out my new little button over there on the right. Yep, I'm gonna have a giveaway. Just click the button and you'll get all of the rules. I'll post more details in days to come.

Y'all come back now, ya hear!

Fall has arrived in Florida!

2007-10-13T08:37:00.000-05:00

Yeah! Fall is here in Florida finally! Boy is that a tongue twister! The lows are in the 50's and highs in the 70's low 80's. Now I know for some of you, those are considered summer temperatures. But for us, it's sweet relief!! We've been sleeping with the windows up. I love this time of year. All of the neighbors are out enjoying this nice weather. The feel of the cool crisp air, the laughter of children playing, the pumpkins and leaves and mums . . . so much fun!

So, how's the weather where you are?

At Last . . .

2007-10-10T22:30:00.000-05:00

We are on the final countdown ---
Hubby will be home in 12.5 hours, if all goes well! Do you hear the Hallelujah Chorus or is that just me?

We can't wait to see you Babe!

XXXXXXOOOO

The Lord Taketh Away . . .

2007-10-10T15:00:00.000-05:00

Well, I'm sad to say that my ex-father-in-law passed away at 1:00 a.m. this morning. I'm relieved for the family but my heart breaks for them also. It was hard for me to sit and watch this man struggle to take a breath. He had a horrible night last Friday and was transferred to the local Hospice facility so as to have 24 hour care. The family has been camped out there ever since. Saturday evening, I sat with the family for over seven hours. As long as I promised to sit and watch him breathe, the family agreed to try to get a little bit of sleep on the couches that were provided. So, I sat and watched. On Sunday, I brought lunch to them. I knew that they would not leave and that they needed to eat something substantial (besides the cakes and snacks that they had brought from home). Yesterday, I brought lunch to them again. And at that time, the doctors had predicted that he would pass at any moment. So, I made a plate for each of them, took it into the room and made them eat. And it's a good thing, because all of them refused to leave his room, afraid that he would pass at any second. They knew it was inevitable, but they each wanted to be there to see him take his last breath. I can't blame them. I'm sure I'd feel the same.

So, I just want to take a moment and thank the Hospice team at the Covenant Hospice facility here in town. The nurses were so caring and kind. They took care of the entire family as if they WERE family. It takes a very special person to work there. All patients who enter the facility are terminal. It's got to be hard . . . but a pure blessing, none the less.

Well, in the time that I spent at the Covenant Hospice facility, I saw a need. Ok, I saw several needs. But the first, and most obvious is the need for a refrigerator for the families. Many, many families camp out in this facility, spending the last few moments of life with someone special. When I brought meals to the facility, I noticed that there was no place to store it. I mean, I could bring it in warm, but if they couldn't eat it at that moment or if there were left overs, there was no refrigerator for the family to use. So, I decided that something needed to be done about this. I requested to speak with the director/manager. I asked her if it would be ok if I made the refrigerator "my project." She said absolutely. She said that they really needed one, but just didn't have the funds right now. So, my ex-mother-in-law overheard me speaking with the director. And when I returned to the room, she said that she wanted to help. She said that she would request that friends and family donate to this fund in lieu of flowers. And so here starts the ball rolling . . .Hospice has even said that they would put a placard on the refrigerator that reads, "In Memory of . . ." with my ex-father-in-law's name. How nice and special. His memory will live on. I'm excited and hope that we will be able to help in some small way.

Please continue to pray for this family. It's a tough situation and I can't imagine what they are feeling.

Thanks for reading and for listening . . .

MINE'S!

2007-10-10T11:01:00.000-05:00

Maddy: pointing . . . "Mama! Jeep!"

Me: "That's right Maddy, that's a Jeep."

Maddy: pointing at Jeep, "Daddy's!"

Me: "Yes Maddy, that's Daddy's Jeep."

Maddy: pointing at our Honda Pilot, "Mama! Car!"

Me: "That's right! Car!"

Maddy: pointing at the car, "Mine's!"

FYI: Nothing belongs to me anymore in or around the house. It's either Daddy's or "Mine's"!

Just call me the wedding planner!

2007-10-08T21:13:00.000-05:00

Well, I had quite an eventful weekend. Saturday, I accompanied my cousin, Kristie, on an excursion to find a wedding dress. She is getting married March 15, 2008. We had such a fun time. She tried on so many beautiful dresses. And trust me, she could wear a garbage bag and look great. So, you can imagine how hard it was to pick a dress - she looked great in all of them! But, the trip was a success and we have a wedding dress in hand. And in fact, we settled on bridesmaid dresses. And guess what? She's asked me to be a bridesmaid. I'm so honored! So, here are the three styles that the bridesmaids can choose from to wear:

Bridesmaid Dress #1

Bridesmaid Dress #2

Bridesmaid Dress #3

Don't you just love the styles? A bit revealing for my taste, but it's not my wedding. However, I am tasked now with the duty of picking one of these styles to wear. So, I'm asking for help from my bloggy friends. Which style(s) dress do you think would look most flattering on me? Which one is "mommy" and "wife" appropriate? I'd love to hear what you have to say!

Be sure to vote at the top of my blog!

I need a face lift . . .

2007-10-05T21:19:00.000-05:00

Ok, not me . . . but my blog seriously needs one. This picture under my header has GOT.TO.GO! I'm not sure what I'm going to use to replace it. But, I'm going to try to do a little lift here, a little tuck there, a little nip over there! So, stay tuned and let me know what you think. And if you have any suggestions, please, please leave me a comment. Unless you're one of those people who just lurk . . . I'm not naming any names . . . cough! Teena cough! Hey . . . just kidding! I love visitors -- lurkers, commenters, whatever!

I'm Back!

2007-10-05T20:55:00.001-05:00

I must apologize for being gone so long having not given notice or prepared you. I know thousands . . . ok hundreds . . . ok all two of you who read my blog, have probably been wondering what's going on. Well, I'll tell ya, I've been one busy bee. I've been trying to complete an online course. It is a timed course and I'm required to be "logged in" 63 hours. So . . . that's what I've been doing. Well, that, along with my other wifely, motherly, husbandly . . . well you know, all that other stuff. So, I guess some updates are in order.

Hubby is still gone. We are missing him sooooo much. The girls and I have become accustomed to him being gone no longer than 12 or 13 days at a time. But this time, he will have been gone three weeks upon his return! We are having serious withdrawals. Maddy's asked about him frequently. I've been relaying her messages to him via phone. The girls are growing up so fast. Maddy has become quite the little talker. And I'm not talking about the baby talk she was doing just a week or two ago. No m'am. She's a real little person now . . . and talking like one. I love this age. It is so entertaining. She keeps me in stitches.

Baby Lulu is also reaching milestones. I went to get her from her crib after naptime and she was standing. Yes . . . I said STANDING in her crib. She was the cutest thing ever! She wants so badly to walk. She's constantly pulling up on furniture. And I'll have to admit, I haven't encouraged her. I really want her to wait and let her Daddy see this acheivement. So, I'm playing bad mama for a couple of days so as to keep her my little crawling baby for just a little while longer. Daddy . . . come home soon!

My ex-father-in-law has really gone down hill. He is basically sedated now and they are just waiting things out. The family seems to be hanging in there. I spoke with my ex-husband today and he sounded like he was handling things as best as someone can in that kind of situation. Please continue to pray for them.

Ok - now back to me. I could hardly wait to share this. Get ready to clap . . .
I wore my skinny jeans yesterday! Yes! Yes! My prepregnancy, size 4, very stylish, been missing for two years, jeans! I'm so psyched. I'm not sure what brought about this miracle, but I was able to button them and they fit just as good as ever. I was expecting to have a bit of a "muffin top", but guess what -- I didn't! Icing on the cake girls . . . just icing on the cake! I've been wearing maternity clothes for the last two and half years-- I've been soooooo ready to wear stylish, hip, form fitting outfits. I would have taken a picture for your viewing pleasure but my camera is with hubby right now. So get ready huney! When you come home, you might not even recognize me. I'll be that sexy, hip mama greeting you at the door with a big 'ole kiss --- atleast that better be me, mister!

Well, I promise not to be gone so long again. Thanks for coming back . . . you are coming back, right? Please come back!

This and that . . .

2007-09-29T09:27:00.000-05:00

Well, I thought I'd update you all on a couple of happenings:

#1: Hubby is back from Germany safe and sound. Unfortunately, his work scheduled started the day of his return, so I've still got two more weeks until we meet again. To my hubby -- I miss you and love you!

#2: I visited my ex-father-in-law yesterday. I was surprised to walk through the door and see him there, standing, waiting to give me a hug. It was as if nothing had changed. He was feeling good -- no pain (he's on a high dose of morphine). He said Hospice came in and took care of everything. His wife, Virginia, said that she asked him why he was getting up this morning. He said, "Summer is coming over and I need to get ready for her visit." So, he got up, showered and shaved -- just for me! Virginia said that he had not been so active for a while. So, it certainly makes me feel good that he was looking forward to my visit. However, I hope that he didn't overdo it by getting up and moving around so much. We had a wonderful visit. We (my ex husband, his sister, Virginia & John) all sat around and talked for a couple of hours. I feel much better having seen him and spoken to him. I hope to get out there again to see him within the next few days.

#3: Baby Lulu is teething. She currently has 4 teeth breaking through the gum. After these four teeth make their appearance, she'll have six teeth - total.

I'll leave you with this . . .

William Tell Overture for Moms

2007-09-27T21:21:00.001-05:00

Oh - this is hilarious! Enjoy! Thanks to Musings of a Housewife for pointing me to this.

Wordless Wednesday

2007-09-26T16:04:00.001-05:00

Like Father, Like Daughter!

(This was a picture taken during our trip to the Pensacola Naval Aviation Museum)

For more Wordless Wednesday, go here.

The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away

2007-09-25T20:41:00.000-05:00

So, I just received some bad news tonight from my friend. Sometime around the 1st of this year, his Dad, John, was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. There was a tumor. It was removed. The doctors were sure that they had gotten it all and that the cancer had not spread. It's been an uphill battle ever since. Well, this past week, John was admitted into the hospital. He was running a fever and just didn't feel good. The doctors said that he's in kidney and liver failure right now. At first, they couldn't explain why. And unfortunately, due to the frailty of his body and his condition, they were unable to run the necessary tests to find out what caused it. The family has been told that in order for him to live even a month, he needs dialysis. And unfortunately, they can't guarantee that he'll live another month even with the dialysis because his liver is in such bad condition. The doctor's conclusion: The cancer has spread to both organs. John's options: Have dialysis and maybe live a month. Or call in Hospice, go home and enjoy his last two weeks of life. They say his kidneys won't be able to function more than two weeks without the dialysis.

I guess I should tell you, for those of you who don't know, this "friend" is my ex-husband and John is his Dad. Yes, that would make my current marriage my second. But that's a whole 'nother post in itself.

I tell you all of this because for 7 years, this man was my father-in-law. I'm asking that you please be in prayer for this family. They've had some hard knocks and they need God's mercy, peace and strength. I don't think they know how great our God is --- that he'll carry them through this difficult time. Please pray that John will come to know the Lord before it's too late.

When I call on Jesus, all things are possible

2007-09-23T11:48:00.001-05:00

Well, I climbed out of my bed this morning, still reeling from the funk of last night. It was raining out . . . hard. Downpour. I got the girls up and had resided that I was not going to church. #1 -- it's raining. I'm in a funk. I'm all alone. We attend a mega church. How on earth will I trek a mile through the parking lot with the girls and get them inside without getting wet? IT'S.JUST.NOT.POSSIBLE. And just as the words flew out of my mouth (yes, I was talking to myself. I do that alot -- ask my husband, he'll tell ya!) the rain stopped -- completely. And I stopped in my tracks. "Ok God, I get the picture. I'm getting the girls up. We're going."

So, I got the girls up and in a mad rush managed to get them both fed, both dressed and both diaper bags in order and we were out the door on time. That, my friend, is a miracle in itself. I'm never on time. IT'S.ABSOLUTELY.IMPOSSIBLE.

So, as I drove to church, I felt convicted. I don't feel like worshipping, I'm in a funk and now I have to go, try to sing and worship with this nasty attitude. So, I gave myself a good talking to. I said, "Look woman. Wake up! You've got a loving husband. Two beautiful children who are healthy and happy. You've got a beautiful home and family and friends that love you. Get a grip. There are people out there who have far worse situations and circumstances than you do. How about those people with cancer and other terminal illnesses -- you have NO RIGHT to mope! NONE! So, get yourself together and get your heart and mind ready to worship Jesus Christ your Lord and Savior. He has done great things for you. You have been so blessed!"

So, I went, I worshipped and I was filled. The spirit spoke and I listened.

"Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way!
Thou art the potter, I am the clay.
Mold me and make me after thy will,
while I am waiting, yielded and still.

Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way!
Search me and try me, Savior today!
Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just now,
as in thy presence humbly I bow.

Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way!
Wounded and weary, help me I pray!
Power, all power, surely is thine!
Touch me and heal me, Savior divine!

Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way!
Hold o'er my being absolute sway.
Fill with thy Spirit till all shall see
Christ only, always, living in me! "
Text: Adelaide A. Pollard, 1862-1934
Music: George C. Stebbins, 1846-1945
Tune: ADELAIDE,

Tropical Depression and Summer Depression!

2007-09-22T20:53:00.000-05:00

Well, sorry it's been a few days since my last post. As some of you may know, Tropical Depression #10 decided to make landfall here (not as expected in the above picture -- they're wrong most of the time!). I've spent the last couple of days preparing -- just in case the storm upgraded. These storms get into the Gulf of Mexico and have been known to escalate from a little Tropical Depression into a big 'ole hurricane in a matter of 24 hours. So, I needed to run out and secure the beach condo that we own. Also, there was some preparation to be made here at the house.

In other news, Hubby left two days ago for his "guy" trip to Germany. He and several friends did this very same trip a few years ago. So, in an attempt to relive the moment (I thought only girls did that kind of stuff, heee, heee!), they are all meeting again in Germany . . . to do . . . you know -- actually, I'm not really sure. I mean, what do 5 guys (4 single and 1 married) do in a foreign country?
Anywhoo . . .

**Warning . . . pity party commences below! Proceed with caution!**
I'm hanging in there or here! I'm a bit tired. With hubby's recent surgery and now his trip, I've been filling in. I'm officially the husband, the wife, the mom, the dad, the head chef, the accountant, the property manager (for two properties, might I add), the maid/housekeeper, the family photographer, the receptionist, the marketing director (been working hard on those scrapbooks), the maintenance woman, the landscape designer/maintainer (I've mowed the lawn every Friday - except yesterday when TD #10 reared it's ugly head -- so I did it today -- oh and I did put out my Fall decorations), closet organizer for my two girls (I had to rearrange their whole closet last Tuesday so that we could assess what clothes the girls would need for the Fall), the errand runner . . . and the list goes on. So, with so much to do, how come I feel so inadequate? Why do I feel like Cinderella (before the ball)? And all of those jobs are not a result of hubby's surgery -- I do most of those on a regular basis. I mean, with a husband that is absent half of the month, you do what you have to do. Unfortunately, though, I don't think I do any of the jobs well. Most times I just feel overwhelmed and under appreciated. I can't help but feel that I'm lacking in most areas . . . the house is never clean enough, the laundry basket in NEVER empty, the scrapbooks are a never ending project, the lawn has to be mowed at least once a week and apparently the flowers need more water than I've been giving them -- we've needed some throw rugs out at the condo for weeks and I've just now got around to dropping them off out there (I had a few moments when Hubby was here and the girls were taking a nap -- I ran out there to take care of that place), no! my two year cannot count to 10 -- she knows 2 and 8. Last Tuesday, I ran around here like a chicken with my head cut off . . . cleaning, organizing closets and throwing in a little play time with my children while hubby was laid up in bed. You want to know what I accomplished . . . breakfast, lunch and dinner for four, organized the girls' closet - old/outgrown clothes in bins, cleaned both bathrooms, wrote thank you notes to those who attended and gave gifts at Maddy's birthday party, colored with Maddy, took Maddy and Baby Lulu for a walk, gave both girls a bath and watered the flowers. And to top it all off . . . my hubby said, "Well huney, if you worked like that everyday, I'd have nothing to do around here." He's referring to my #1 pet peeve -- him coming home and picking up after I've already picked up. Let me explain -- if I've cleaned everything but the kitchen sink, the first thing he sees when he comes home is the dirty kitchen sink. And he immediately commences to cleaning it. Which, instead of being a grateful wife and appreciating that he is cleaning the kitchen sink, I immediately take it as a personal attack -- like my house cleaning isn't good enough. And I know I shouldn't -- but I do. So, anyway, I guess I'm going to close my pity party now. Sometimes a girl just needs to vent. After all, my contact today consisted of an 8 month old and a 2 year old.

Who's been sleeping in my bed?

2007-09-20T20:43:00.000-05:00

Yes, he's still alive after two weeks . . . can you believe it? And Hubby got a kick out of doing this to me!

Precious days

2007-09-18T14:54:00.000-05:00

Last night, Maddy decided (30 minutes prior to bedtime, might I add) that she wanted to color. She pointed to the drawer that holds her crayons and paper and said "Color." So, I obliged. I sat her down on the special carpet (the one that protects our wood floor from her artwork). She took her crayons out of the box and began coloring. Hubby was reviewing some training on his computer and I thought, ah ha! I can finally get something done. So, I quickly walked away from Maddy and over to the table with my computer, hoping that she would continue coloring all by herself. Do you think she did? Nope! She came running to the table where I had sat down and then wanted to sit in my lap. So, I began to negotiate. "But Maddy, Momma got out your crayons. Don't you want to color?" So, she'd get down, walk about 2 steps away and then, when she realized that I was not following her over the the special carpet, she would turn around and come back. "Mama. Mama. Mama." She kept saying it over and over and over. And I kept saying "What? What? What?" Then she would say "Color." And I would say "Yes, please go color." And then . . . it would start all over again. "Mama. Mama. Mama." So, I picked her up and took her to her carpet. I sat her down and began showing her how to color. And you know what? You would have thought I had just said she could have ice cream or something. She looked at and smiled so big. She began to laugh and say "Tree, Mama. Tree, Mama." And I said, "Oh, you want Mama to draw a tree? Ok." And then it hit me. DUH! She just wanted some attention. These are the most precious days MAMA -- wake up! They're going to fly by and before you know it, you'll be begging her to sit down with YOU for a few minutes. So, we colored! We drew trees, and clouds, and grass, and houses . . . you name it, we drew it! And we had a great time.

Maddy . . . thank you for coloring with Mama. I had a great time!

Names . . .

2007-09-18T14:40:00.000-05:00

This little trick has been floating around bloggityville. You can go here, enter a word and it spells it using pictures. Neat, huh!