Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
We came home, fired up the new grill and had bbq chicken, grilled garlic bread, and italian pasta salad. We took some plates to our neighbors and finished off with a lovely little chocolate cake dessert we were given as we left the church today.
I look forward to making new relationships in our new church home. It was very difficult for me when we transitioned out of the church I grew up in. This transition has been wonderful. I hope it's because I'm growing in the Lord. I believe this is the place He wants us to be. It is really indescribable how it feels to be in a place where I feel a large family is not only acceptable, but loved, no questions asked. To be in a place you know you are supposed to be.
What a blessed day this has been and the day is still early. :)
Friday, March 18, 2011
I went to Kohls in hopes of finding a coffee mug holder. You know, like a metal tree of sorts...well, I walked in and they have those five dollar deals on stuffed animals. They happened to have the very hungry catepillar, since we were going to try taking Lillian to the movies, I thought hey, five bucks, I'll get one of those and she'll play with it, she LOVES the book. I picked it up and as I was walking by the checkout line, I saw Lillian's speech therapist from school and tapped her in the back with it....just as I did it she turned to look me straight in the face, and I said "hey, lady" only to be staring back at a total stranger that simply looked like Lillian's speech therapist. I wanted to DIE. It was so embarassing. I apologized profusely and she was very gracious and thought it funny....geez....
Last night, I was in Walmart in the self check out with Bethany and her little boyfriend, we were waiting behind this lady who was checking out her stuff. Bethany had started asking me over and over again if I would get beef jerky for her and the BF to share. I kept saying no, and on about the third request, I said, very exasperated, "Bethany, come on....seriously..." the lady checking out, says..."well, I'm sorry, I'm going as fast as I can".....I was like, oh ,no no no, I didn't mean you....I would never try to rush someone ahead of me like that....The kids were horrified and took off...which was hysterical. I'm not sure if her name was Bethany or she just didn't hear that part, but I felt pretty silly and a little embarrassed. Of course, embarassing the kids was icing on the cake. *giggles*
That sums up this weeks embarrassing episodes.
My husband has worked so hard this week, painting, hanging shelves and pictures, cleaning out the garage, hauling junk away. It is so great to have some stuff done around here. Moving in the winter is not ideal, so this week has been great to get things done. We've also done plenty of relaxing and running around, and having fun just being together.
Today, I'm finishing up laundry and preparing to have another family over this evening for snacks and games. We used to see them every week, but since we moved it has been very little. They are a great family and have as many boys as we have girls.
I'm making banana bread from Southern Plate, some old pampered chef favorites, ham and cheese puffs, southwestern chicken squares, hot pizza dip, cool and creamy chocolate fondue, and just one of our all time favorites, butterscotch rice crispy treats. I think that should feed several teenage boys and my crew. I guess there's always delivery if nothing else...lol. Maybe I can post some pics later.
Guess I better finish off this taco salad if I'm going to, and get to gettin', Lillian has an ENT appointment this afternoon. Matt is on dentist, the second chapter, and doctor follow ups for everyone else. Laudry isn't going to wash itself...I don't think....drats. :)
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
This is the archway leading to the living room, Matt insisted on going to Hobby Lobby today, (I just browsed the scrapbooking area...can you believe it??) and I was able to score this little ensemble for ten bucks. It picks up all the colors in the room. The opposing wall is wall to wall windows with bench seating, I'm going to search through my tote of fabric to see if I can make some pillows for the bench. I made curtains when we first moved in. It feels more like MY home now, being able to my own touches in it.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
* note to self--create set for photos so everyone doesn't see my mess!*
Monday, March 14, 2011
Last Thursday was my first day volunteering in the elementary school library. I went in around 1240 and stayed until 3. OMW. That is all I can say. My knees are revolting against me. Here's the thing, did you ever really think about the size of elementary school book shelves? About 3 ft tall. Which is WONDERFUL for the children. For me? The volunteer putting all the books back on the shelves?? Notsomuch. ;) I swear they picked out all the books on the very bottom shelf, WHICH, totally makes sense for them...perhaps I can sway some of them to the top shelves...giggles. Really, I may go in with knee pads next week. Crikey. And what exactly would be the most appropriate footwear. I wore my black shoes, moderate chunky heel, comfortable. UM, no. Not after that day. They. ached so bad Thursday night, I wanted to chew them off. Not really, sort of....
The afternoon started with one kindergarden class after another. I think we had five classes, in total, K, 1st, and 2nd. They are a frisky bunch. They cannot sit still, nor can they keep their little hands and feet to themselves. I was more of an assistant that day, trying to keep little ones to keep their little hands and feet to themselves. It amazed me when some of them, having never met me, would just walk up and throw their arms around me. So sweet. The older classes had to do scavenger hunts...that was pure pandelerium......
At three, I wandered down to the gym to pick up Lillian and head home, and she cried and cried all the way home until she fell asleep in my lap on the couch, signing "the bus". I, who was adamantly against her riding the bus, then had to put her on it because of vehicle problems, was trying to comfort a child who adamantly WANTED to ride the bus. *sighs*
It was a busy afternoon...I was whooped. What am I going to do with these knees??/
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
And, a page commemorating my newest nephew's birth.
Friday, March 11, 2011
We have fought, loved, interfered, cried, laughed...laughed, cried, fought, interfered, laughed...you get the idea. She annoys me and I annoy her. We don't always see eye to eye. Our personalities are pretty opposite. We can gripe to each other in a way that noone else can understand. All because we are sisters. We live pretty far apart now. Since I moved to Seymour, most of the family refers to me being in KY. That part is not so great, but we have phones, internet and we do visit.
My sister is about to embark on a form of bypass surgery. She has accomplished all of the pre-surgery requirements and has made some tremendous changes in her diet. I am so proud. She has a date, May 11. We are both heavy set women. I keep saying in my head, "if she can quit, I can quit". I'm not there, but I should be...anyway, like I said, I'm so proud of the changes she is making. I know this surgery is a step she needs to continue to live on this Earth. I also know she is in the hands of the Lord.
*Crystal, stop reading or get you some kleenex*
I'm proud. I'm excited. I'm afraid. I know how high the risk is. It's a dangerous step, but a step she must take. I am annoyed at myself for having fear, but she is my ONLY sister. The ONLY person who has born my ONLY blood niece and nephew. She is the ONLY person who will fight with me and make up with in under five minutes. We are all we have. How will I cope if this little cloud doesn't provide a rainbow? There. Maybe I can quiet the fear now. I've named it so maybe it can be silent.
This will be a long road for her, her children, and her husband. Met with many challenges and good things. I'm excited. I'll be there for encouragement, love, and understanding. She may not know the depth of my love, but I hope she does.
"There were never such devoted sisters"
Peace be still.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
It was really pretty easy to make, but measurment needs to be very accurate or your folds won't match up. She LOVED it.
February also brought Valentine's Day. I made many, many little truffle boxes for Lillian's teachers and therapists. Each one held two oreo truffles I'd made the day before.
Last, but not least I made Lillian's valentines for her class. Aren't these the cutest. Thanks to my cricut cutting all those hearts, it didn't take long to assemble and finish. I wrote "Fishing you a Happy Valentine's Day" on the back. I thought they turned out pretty cute. I'm just noticing how messy my desk is when I'm working, please try to ignore that. :)
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
I might need therapy...oops, already had it...RETAIL therapy...
After our little Hobby Lobby trip, in which I did NOT run out of time to find a night light for Lil's room (she's afraid of the dark all of a sudden) or a frame for the painting Matt did last year because I spent almost an hour in the scrapbook aisles, well and I did browse me some clearance too....*sighs* Ok, so I did run out of time, but that means I'll just have to make another trip to that fine establishment. :)
After HL, I met my SIL, Niece, and great Nephews for lunch at Riviera Maya. YUM. Wednesdays they have my favorite meal as a lunch special. YEE HAW. Then we beelined back to Seymour for Lillian's therapy. Here's a little pic of Lillian and Isaiah as we left the restaurant. Since I can no longer figure out how to move pics in blogger, they are at the top....
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
cute little butterfly things I got in the Dollar Tree....
Translated to butterfly sympathy card. Those two pieces of card stock on the right are from DCWV card stock stack called Linen Closet. I LOVE the prints in it, but I had to restrain myself so I only got the 4 x6 stack. The stamp is called an innie outie stamp or something like that, there is a coordinating sentiment on it for the inside of the card. The other papers are from a new stack I bought the same day as the DCWV, BUT I got the 12 x 12 of it, and it is K and Company and it has all these pretty butterfly/bird/botanicals in it. LOVE LOVE LOVE it. So you see, I had to make hard choices.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Seriously, I have been crazy busy. At least ONE of my kids has taken turns with strep or bronchitis, or gastritis or ear infections for over a month. Not only do we have Lillian's "normal" issues, the other girls have been feeling it too. I HATE for my kids to be sick. When they are sick sick, you know, not sleeping, fevering, making you worry your little heart out sick? Hopefully, I think we are on the mend. Praise the Lord.
Today marks Madeline's ninth birthday. How is that even possible, I just don't know. Seems like yesterday she was laying on the couch with my "wuiwt" as she would say. Such a vibrant, full of energy, slightly sneaky, little girl, growing too fast for her Mommy. Singing, as we speak as she travels up the stairs. She helped me make treat bags for her class on Friday and they turned out adorable. Tomorrow, my family will gather and celebrate and tonight her boy cousins on Matt's side will be here for a play date in her honor. She will feast on her favorite Mcdonald's meal and all will be right in her world.
I hear the sound of the pledge can beckoning me to the living room, I suppose I must heed it's call.
Do you like to clean? Has your cleaning regime changed a lot over the years?
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
About five and half, maybe six years ago, my parents split up. I was devastated, more from the standpoint that I felt my Mom was walking away from our/her faith. I felt everything I cherished in family was dissolving and there was absolutely NOTHING I could do about it. Around the same time, my aunt was losing her battle with cancer AND one of my lifelong friends had given birth to her first daughter in her 27th week of pregnancy as a stillborn. I was midway in my pregnancy with Lillian. We buried my Aunt and my friend buried her precious Cortland on the same day. I couldn't fathom worse emotions than I was experiencing in those particular months. I remember holding on to my Mom and the dam breaking in the hours preceding the funeral. I sat in tears through the funeral, mourning my aunt and thinking of my friend in a cemetery lowering a tiny coffin in the ground.
Life moved on, as it does, and I learned to cope. I leaned on my faith and tried to figure out how to deal with the emotional upheavel I was dealing with in mourning the loss of my parents' marriage, I believe death would have been an easier situation to cope with. At least in death, there is an end. There aren't unhappy eyes to look into, awkward conversations, or anger I didn't know how to deal with.
11/24/06 I am admitted into the hospital for an amniocentesis and external aversion to try to see if my pregnancy could come to and end and my precious baby could come into the world and bring me joy. After everything we had been through, including facing financial pitfalls, (we lost our home and had to move while I was on bedrest) I was so looking forward to something sweet and precious.
She was born. My world turned on it's axis and hasn't been the same ever since. I've always thought I had prayed and asked AND followed God's will for my life. I realize, looking back, I'm not sure I really had. I received Christ as my savior as very small child and recommitted my life to him as a preteen girl. I'm not sure, aside from living a fairly "morally " good existence, that I really understood what it meant.
We sat in the little room, while the doctor's gave us the most heart wrenching news we'd ever heard regarding our child's life and very existence. My pastor, after hearing our news, asked me if she died today, would I call her back to this Earth. After a moment, I tearfully answered no. Selfish me would not want to let her go, but Jesus in me knew God knows better than me. My heart broke and surrendered to the will of the Almighty. I know it sounds almost contradictory, but it really isn't. I have been seeking to see Him in this entire situation. It has changed my outlook on SO many things. May God continue to be glorified and uplifted through this broken, surrendered heart.