Monday, June 9, 2014

I Just Can't Help Myself!

 I feel compelled to share some of the past several months of craziness with you - for your amusement and mine...
Yes, I get tired just thinking about it... but Sophie looks cuter while she sleeps.

Rock Star Dress Up Day

As if 5 articulate family members aren't enough... the dog talks too!

It seemed like a good idea at the time... too bad they LIED about how long it would take.
One Bazillion little cake dots later... and filling inserted as instructed...
Nailed it! At least according to the Birthday Boy who got to bring his treats to school! Every student had a baggie with 4 different colored "whoopie pies" in them. Whooopie!!! :)



I try to include decorative amusements when I can. It keeps us all smiling!

Yes, I'm still celebrating!

Cardboard and duct tape biplanes were made.

Sophie had to wear a mask.

Peter found the mask less irritating.

Snow boards were designed.

And used, until they fell apart.

I decided that while my Love was out of town I should end the pink counter top suffering I have endured for over 10 years. I took to Pinterest to find a solution. 
Some bucks at Lowes, some elbow grease and I painted them over, 


and over, 

and over, 

and over,
and over, 

Until I LOVED them! It took a week out of my life that was so very worth it! 
After my surgery, the shenanigans, projects and activities of my fellas, meetings, doctor appointments, and kitchen counter renovations, we also managed to finish this school year belly crawling across home plate. But that is another blog for another time. Every bit of effort and energy expended for the benefit of my beloved ones is ALWAYS worth it!

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

NEW BLOG!!! TRUTH!

Its Wednesday and I'm getting ready to do my Five Minute Friday writing with Lisa Jo Baker.

Her prompt this week (LAST Friday!) was TRUTH.

There are million directions I can plunk out five minutes on this word, but today, my focus is on this:

This book

God made our brains. He is an extraordinary God of detail. I am not marketing this book to get paid, but reading it with the understanding that the TRUTH is that I am NOT living life with a healthy brain.

I've been suicidal this year. Deeply depressed. Required medication - LOTS of it to manage life.

I've been studying the Bible. Reading the Words of Life knowing they heal and restore because God is healing and restoration and prayerfully asking Him to show me ALL I need to do to become all of who He designed me to be.

Having been listed by the stats as morbidly obese for 20 years, I have completed 3 sprint triathlons and swam a mile in a lake as a part of a team. I have not let my weight destroy my understanding of who God says I am and yet this year, I am more irritated than ever with the body I am accommodating instead of altering for His glory.

I've written other blogs about my health journey at Prism Progress but that hasn't been enough.

So today, I started a new blog. One I will morph into ALL of the things I am encountering in finding Peace in the Process and some of that information is contained in this book.

Other insights I am gaining in a journey on the Genesis Process...

The TRUTH is setting me free. One prayer, one verse, one insight, one revelation at a time.

If you like the idea of joining up, you are welcome to contact me. God is doing a great work and I am thankful to be in His TRUTH, walking by His leading and trusting Him with everything at a whole new level!

Friday, October 18, 2013

Five Minute Friday - LAUNDRY!

Its time for me to write with Lisa Jo Baker on Five Minute Friday!
I haven't posted in a few weeks but this is the day I actually post on FRIDAY! Whoo Hooo!
Today's prompt is LAUNDRY!
 
 
Laundry -
I have a love/hate relationship with it. My puppy loves it. She isn't picky. Clean, dirty, she isn't even picky about the item. We are her family and our stuff is hers, just like we are.

No, we aren't candidates for Dog Whisperer yet, she definitely knows her place, but when I was mid-laundry doing the other day and I came upstairs from changing loads to find her in this position, I was a little jealous.

She rests so deeply because her list of "to dos" isn't that long... Run, play, chase & herd boys, sleep, poop, eat, bark, wag tail, still piddle at the sight of new people... that's basically it.

I do most of those things (except piddle when I meet new people and wag my tail ;))but it's with a running list in my head of what's next. Being in the moment is one of my greatest challenges. That is why I love and hate laundry.

I hate laundry because I often forget to finish it. I forget, because of the giant list in my head, to switch it. My record for most re-washes is 3, or maybe 4. That's annoying! I wish I could just remember, and no, setting the timer doesn't help because I sometimes don't hear it, or sometimes I forget why I set it!

I love that I have mountains of little boy laundry. I waited 9 1/2 years to get pregnant with my first. It was a long wait of just two people worth of laundry. Just after our 12th anniversary we found out there would be more laundry added soon... then after one, 14months later came the other, then two and a half years later, the last little dirty laundry maker.

Each time I fold pants, pile underwear (I don't fold them... what is the point of THAT?!) attach socks, wonder where the spare socks are (pretty sure the dog or washer ate them when I wasn't looking), and nudge these fellas into hanging up their shirts I am grateful for the little bodies that get them dirty (well, ALMOST every time).

Laundry is a gift. It is a reminder of the people I serve, and I love that my puppy (the only other girl in the house) enjoys it too.

Who am I?

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I have been married to my best friend for over 29 years and our children are 16, 15 and 12 years old. I have struggled with infertility, suffered the loss of a baby by miscarriage, and endured multiple career paths. I have experienced a crisis of faith that shook me to the core and lost dear friends to tragic death. I have a personal relationship with Jesus which is essential to surviving and even thriving in my circumstances. I hope you will be blessed by my heart and words. Thank you for being here..