Monday, August 11, 2014

So I Won This Key...

I can be a procrastinator, I can be indecisive, I am also at times disorganized... so months and months ago I won this Swarovski crystal key from the Artbeads.com facebook page. It is about 2" long. Just the key, not the rest. MONTHS and MONTHS ago.


I had lost it, then found it, then could not decide what to do with it. It is beautiful, it is large, it is sparkly. I love it. Really really love it. But I also just did not know what to do with it.

Then THIS:


That is my oldest of 6 proposing to his sweetie.

And the ideas for jewelry started churning. Of course. How could it not?

So I pulled out the key, and my favorite made by me bead soup. And an Oragami Owl locket I had gotten but wanted to bead on something, and a couple of other elements I had, including the beads I used for the bridal party.

And this:


I love how it turned out, but I love the meaning I found in making it even more.

The locket holds things near to my heart, the birthstones of my kids, the fact that I am a mom, a wife, a Catholic and an Army mom. The locket is really too small for all that it holds, but I love it anyway.  I used cream, apple red, and autumn orange beads from the bridal jewelry to hopefully, quietly, welcome our new daughter in law to the family and to signify that THIS piece was for that day specifically.


And the key. The key represents the turning of a lock, like the closing and opening of doors, changes of seasons, changes in ones life. I have see a lot of those lately. The oldest graduated West Point, he got engaged, and married. I found freedom from some pain that I had been hostage to for a long time, and I have seen a new life.  Yes, that little key signifies all of that. And what perfect timing to use is. What a perfect moment. Even if it was months and months after I won it. I'm glad I waited to see where it fit instead of trying to MAKE it fit somewhere.

Thank you Artbeads.com for your generosity. I hope you love this as much as I do.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Another "Normal" Homeschooling Day...

... Where I learn as much as the kids.
  
     I sat with Jake to help him learn to add and subtract fractions with unlike denominators... He is not a kid who "gets" fractions easily, but he is getting through it... I teach his lesson and watch him step by step through the practice problems, there were 6 in this lesson. And then I set him free to do the math lesson on his own. Of course I am available for help now and then as he needs it BUT soon he gets into his groove, and today I realized that I have a very clear indicator of when he's in the groove. I hear with very dramatic voices different sentences loudly sung... for example:

In the tune of do you see what I see: Do you see what I see, a snow a snow a snow man on my page I will cut right thorough him now.... I will cut right through him now.
I peak over and notice he is subtracting 1/8 from 4/8... Maybe he does get it after all. lol...

Then we have him in his best Soup Nazi voice from Seinfeld (no he has never seen the show just heard others repeat the "voice") clearly ring out "Number 14, I am done with you, DONE I tell you!" And as I peak over he is starting problem 16. (he every other problem unless he gets more than three wrong then he has to do the other half. I gave him this break because he is ahead, and I'd rather not overwhelm him).

And last but not least of the few I share: I finally hear (as I nearly jump out of my skin at the booming loudness coming from near silence) "AND THERE YOU HAVE IT FOLKS - ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST 1. 3. 9. ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST!" and he adds, "thanks for the help mom I'm going to play."

So there you have it. My very imperfect, but incredibly blessed "normal" homeschooling day.

Actually snagged a pic of him from earlier in the year.


Thursday, March 20, 2014

Spelling/Wrestling Same Thing Right?

Well apparently when you homeschool some classes meld together like it or not. And I can either go with it or keep fighting it... So here is the story. I had all the little kidlets at the tables doing their school. It was awesome, but we have been struggling with more demands made by me and more expectations made my dad and there have been moments of chaos.

Yesterday was such a day, first I had fought with the littles, then I got them working and fought with Miss Maggie, but finally got her on board too. All the while Mr. Joe was working and after everyone else was settled he came home. What is it about a new person  coming into the house that sets chaos off again? I was giving Miss Maggie a spelling test, Mr. Joe walked by and started poking at her ... and then this...

   

Yes Miss Emma is "helping" by giving Mr. Joe a little pinch on the neck. nice help. 


And while I don't really appreciate my kids acting like this, I assure you they were having fun. BUT we did have school work to complete so my blood pressure was rising. However, it was one of those moments when I just had to let it go.

Shortly after this dad came out and broke it up and got everyone back on track, in the meantime they had expended some energy, I had found my peace, and guess what? School still got done. So yes Spelling/Wrestling class happens occasionally as well as Writing/Singing when Miss Maggie feels like singing while she writes and then my favorite Math/Drumming class when Jake decides he has to do math to the beat of a pencil on the table.

Those days... those are the ones that drive me the most nuts, yet those are also the days when at the end I can lay down and Thank God that He led me down this path of homeschooling. We lack. We lack organization. We lack a solid schedule. And sometimes we lack skills but all of that can be made up for, what can't be made up for are the memories, the family time, the learning outside of academics. 

Tomorrow is another day, and we will continue...

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Bossy!



Bossy is not leadership, and I will not stop using one word in place of the other because I want my children (girls AND boys) to know the difference.  
Our current "naturally" miss "bossy pants".



Ok I tried to let this go without much remark, but since when did "bossy" become a gender specific word?  I mean I tell my kids in one form or another that they are being little miss or mr bossy pants and they better change an attitude all the time. I seriously doubt that as my children grow any one of them will give any person reason to say "boy they really have self esteem issues".
 
Yeah, no self esteem there...
Odd thing to say maybe, but let me tell you the secret... and NO it isn't that "I know it all and you don't and therefore I raise perfect children".... No, my children, my husband and I are imperfect, stubborn children of God. We make mistakes - I've made loads of them while raising my children. But there are some basic things that children need and my list is probably different then the list a person who would like to ban the word "bossy"... I'd bet my last dollar on that one.

1. Food
2. Shelter
3. Clothing
4. Love
5. Attention
6. Boundaries
7. Discipline (for when they test those boundaries)
8. Basic Care
9. Education

Notice "self esteem" is NOT on my list? That is because regardless of what I say to my children, if I do it with  LOVE and REASON self esteem is a natural consequence. If I make sure they KNOW I love them they will have all they need to succeed in life. 
   
Our UN-naturally NON-bossy pants! Although at some point
I am sure she will earn the title, she has just never gone through
that naturally sassy BOSSY stage. Such a sweetie.

How do I know? Well, those mistakes I said I made up there (before that last pic) ^^  most of them were made because I got it somehow in my head that the kids needed something "more". Somehow I give into the idea that it is my JOB to give them self esteem too. And in this crazy mixed up world that means that I am not to discipline them either by spanking or yelling or telling them they are wrong because all of those things take away their self esteem. And now thanks to powerful women who seem to have the world by storm it seems that if I call my young and naturally sassy daughter "miss bossy pants" I am ruining her self image, making her doubt what she can and can not do. Of course if I don't tell her she is being bossy and show her how to change her attitude then she will no doubt grow into a self absorbed and bossy young woman, I would point out however that once past a certain age the world does not look at a young woman and call them bossy, more likely she would be labeled bitchy. Yes, that is so much better, no?

This one here, if we had not taught her not to be a "bossy pants" she
would not be the same confident, beautiful, young woman. She is still
young enough to miss the "former" title just yet, but she's
getting there.
You see there is a drastic flaw in the "ban bossy" crowd, they would like the word bossy banned only to tell little girls being bossy is leadership. Since when has being bossy EVER been a good leadership quality? You do not LEAD by being bossy,  you lead by example, and by commanding respect. So in my house I will not "ban bossy" I will continue to use it when it is appropriate and lead my children to other forms of behavior that are more effective and acceptable. But unless we call them out on their "bossy pants" attitude they won't know it is any different from leadership. Sad. 

And while I understand they are mostly concerned with the girls over there at camp "ban bossy", I don't want to leave the boys out, because boys can get "bossy" too and YES they also need to be redirected.
 
This is one example of where leadership gets a former "mr bossy pants".
I am so glad we taught him the difference.


Also, not quite a "former" "mr. bossy pants" but so proud |
of the way he is turning out. He sought out the job that other
kids don't like - taking care of animals in the winter. Leadership
shines through him too.

Our youngest MR. "bossy pants" looking so much
like a BOSS. He is learning, just like all the others.
He will be AWESOME as a leader.


As for all the families who buy into this "ban bossy" crap?  Good luck to you. There are ways to teach your children that do not lead them to walk all over you, it's hard enough when you do have a backbone, but without one you will need all the luck I can wish for you and then some.

Friday, March 7, 2014

Five Minute Friday: Willing

Five Minute Friday: Willing

Are you willing?

Willing to do a favor for someone? Even if you may never get repaid?

Willing to love? Even if it means you might not be loved?

Willing to trust? Even if it means you might be betrayed?

Willing to speak? Even if your words might fall on deaf ears?

Willing to share your most precious personal thoughts? Even if you might receive criticism in return?

Willing to live the right way? Even though you may be condemned by others for it?

Willing to share yourself, fully, as you are? Even though you may be hurt?

Willing to open your eyes to the whole world? Even though you may see something you don't like?

Willing? To? Live?

Do for others, love unconditionally, trust completely, speak openly, share willingly, live right, share fully, keep your eyes wide open... experience life. LIVE!
Be willing to believe in SOMETHING greater than yourself!






Five Minute Friday

It's that time again.
1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you and encourage them in their comments.
Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Lenten Recipes #1 Veggie Soup

I LOTHE fish. I force myself to eat it every lent, but NOT this year! :) I am Catholic and I hate fish, hear me roar.... sounds like a good battle cry doesn't it? 

Last night I made a soup, I had hoped there would be leftovers to have for lunch on Ash Wednesday, but it didn't make as much as I thought and so alas, we will have to eat something else on Wednesday. BUT it was good and I could eat it everyday if I had to so I thought I would share, just in case there are other Catholics out there with an aversion to fish as well.

It was inspired by the Weight Loss Magic Soup

The problem is that we don't always do so well with cabbage, so I switched it up a little. I will not claim that it is weight loss magic... just inspired by it. :)

My Veggie Soup
 

  • 6 cups V-8 juice 
  • 10 cups veggie broth 
  • 2 cans Italian diced tomatoes
  • 1 large onion
  • 2 cloves minced garlic
  • 1 lg package sliced mushrooms
  • 6 carrots, peeled and sliced
  • 2 zucchini, diced
  • 2 yellow squash, diced
  • 1 can kidney beans, drained and rinsed
  • 2 tsp. Italian seasoning
  • Salt and Pepper to taste
In a large frying pan sprayed with cooking spray, sauté garlic, onions, carrots, and celery about 5 minutes.
 

Place a large stockkpot.
In same pan
sauté zucchini, squash and mushrooms. 
  

In stock pot combine sautéed garlic and vegetables with the remaining ingredients.



    
    

Cook stirring occasionally until vegetables are cooked.

This makes a large batch of soup. If you would like to freeze portions of it to use later, under cook the vegetables just a little. Pour the soup into freezer Ziplock bags and let as much air out as you can. Lay the bags flat on a cookie sheet and freeze. Once the soup is frozen flat, it is easy to layer in your freezer and won't take up much room. To un-thaw, place the bag in the fridge for 24 hours and then reheat.

I also added some home made rolls to the mix which does not help with the "diet" part of it, but does help with the "feeding an army". 

   

*note a few of the kids do not like the soup, because it has mushrooms. They picked the mushrooms out, but I thought they added a super flavor to the soup itself so I think it's more the texture they don't like, next time I will cut them smaller. :)

  Keep Love in Lent 2014

Gearing up for Lent

Yes, I said it, "gearing up", because I have to think about these things ahead of time or they get past me and I've done nothing. This Lenten season I am not even going to try the "giving up" of a favorite treat or facebook etc. instead I have decided make sure that the Kidlets understand Lent more fully and to "give up" one of my worst attitudes.

Let's start with Lent as a whole. I am overwhelmed already, there are days when I get the kids to bed early so that I can go to bed early. As a stay at home mom, I LOVE being at home with my Kidlets, but let's face it this is a full time job from which there is no "going home". We are always at work. When it comes to facing a big season like Lent or Advent I rely on other creative people for ideas, why reinvent the wheel when they are so generous as to share their hard work with us?

From Loyola Press I found these two:
I thought this a great overview for us. We will take it in bites with the littles:
Making Lent Simple But Not Easy

They also have a fantastic resource called 40 Ideas for 40 Days at Loyola Press. I love some of the suggestions and can easily bring this to life and I can make it as easy or difficult as I wish. I have in mind to use it as a guideline.



What I really want to focus on for this Lent is The Stations of the Cross. Domestic-Church.com has a wonderful printable booklet for children to color. The page is complete with prayers and explanation.


And as if that is not full enough I also found this idea on getting the clutter out. 40 Bags in 40 Days I am in serious need of getting rid of clutter and finding spots for the things we keep. One bag a day and with a plan I choose, not a plan set by someone else for a household that is nothing like my own.

Now as far as the attitude that I'd like to rid myself of during this season:
It may surprise some of you to learn that I hate, yes HATE, doing dishes. We have a lot of people in this family and we have a lot of dishes, and while I ask the Kidlets to help me with them often it is still a job I despise. Well, if I am to believe that being a mom and wife is my vocation then one of two things has to happen. I have to decide to be happy about the job God has made me for and find joy or at least peace about doing those jobs OR I can go about my days with a reluctant and begrudging spirit. By the title of my blog you might guess that the second of the two choices is NOT what I would consider my first choice.

While I believe that the prayers we have learned and entrusted with are to be said in a thoughtful manner, I also realize that my days are full and hectic, so while I don't recommend this as the ONLY form of prayer today I did find a way to get my job done and also add to my prayer life. I have downloaded an app for my iphone called the Family Rosary.  I started the rosary and set out doing the dishes. Oddly enough I found that at the end of my stack of dishes I was not through with the rosary so I cleaned of the counters and wiped down the stove too just so I could finish the 5 decades.  What a blessing. Now if I could take the feeling I got from accomplishing that through the rest of the day. I will add that to my intention before saying the rosary next time...

This is my plan, I will update and share pictures as we go about it.

    Keep Love in Lent 2014

And for the record I have listed 5 links to which I am thankful for finding today. Still counting my gifts. :)  #196 - #201 

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Throw Back Thursday - My Little Rosary Love

TBT Jesse-Anne  2008

There is this thing going around on Facebook and Blogs called Throw Back Thursday. It is very interesting to me to see so many pictures from others pasts, but I have decided to take it a step further and jot down my memory of the time, person, place etc. in the picture. Today this one caught my eye.

This is my little Jesse-Anne. She would gather any rosary she could find in the house and wear them all.
Jesse 2008

I had never seen a child gather them up like she did, and she loved to sit on my lap as I said the rosary too. She knew the Hail Mary sooner than any of my children. I remember the day we took these pictures. She had been bugging me all day because I had taken my rosaries away from her, the only one I had let her have was the plastic one. It was not good enough... she had to have them all. I had finally told her we would take some pictures but then I'd have to take them all back except the one. She agreed and we set out.

 
Jesse 2008

She was so excited to have them all but one picture was NOT going to be enough. So we took several pictures. At one time she finally stood still and her attitude had changed, of course I had missed it at exactly the right moment but then I caught just a glimpse of it.

Jesse 2008

When I asked her if she was ok, she said "yes" and then went on playing some more. I thought maybe she had stubbed her toe or something while she jumped around on and off the step. When we were done we got back in the house and she gave the rosaries except hers back to me. Pointing to each one "Mary's" and then grabbed hers saying "Jesse's". :)

She is my sweet quite girl who still (for the last 3 years or more) has told me she is going to grow up to be a nun. I believe she could very well stay to that path and I do pray that where ever she lands that she does so with a heart full of faith and love. She will do great things. I have no doubt.

  
January 2014

Friday, February 21, 2014

Five Minute Friday: Small

Five Minute Friday: Small

Ever wonder how you can start out the day, week, school year feeling so mighty and powerful and ready and about half way through you feel yourself starting to fizzle and sputter and by the end, there is just almost nothing left. You just feel SMALL.

Then there is a voice. It can come from a friend, a child or a spouse... regardless of who says it you just know the words really came from God Himself to let you know that you have help,  you have people you can count on, you have a place to land, not matter how small, or how far you have fallen. It seems the SMALLEST words/phrases are the ones that can lift us up the most.

This week a small conversation reminded me of what was   IS really important. The end goal, the one that will eventually allow a little to take flight. And It gave me back some power, the might that I started out the school year with. And I am not alone in this, as a homeschooling mom, February is just a tough month. It is the time in our school year where a lot of moms feel small. But remember it's the end goal that we have to look at, that is the prize, when our kids can get out and really truly be a productive addition to society. THAT end goal, only happens if you remain vigilant.

That is not to say that you are not allowed to step back, to recharge, and to reorganize or even to just feel SMALL for a bit. It just means that you need to remember why you are doing this. Then get back at it. And if that doesn't do it for you click here to take a peek at what the new curriculum has in store for 4th grade sex ed. That ought to shock you back into reality, just not around your littles.

Now go fourth and conquer...


Five Minute Friday
It's that time again.
1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you and encourage them in their comments.
Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..

Friday, February 14, 2014

Five Minute Friday: Garden

Five Minute Friday
It's that time again.
1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you and encourage them in their comments.
Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..
Five Minute Friday: Garden

This is what my garden looks like: 

Yup, that is the beautiful part of my life, and it is expansive.

That is not to say there are no thorns. Every garden has thorns, and goes through seasons, some of those seasons are not as pretty as others. But the harvest from my garden - OH WOW! Just Brilliant.

From the beginning, I was in love with my little garden. We had no idea what we were doing. And I can laugh at that now. What we did have was a gardener bigger then ourselves, that we sort of listened to with one ear.

We would actually go to Him and listen a little more closely when we found a thorn.

John 2:5 ..."do whatever he tells you."

We didn't. And God had to be frustrated with us, trying to tell us how to cultivate our garden and we just were not paying very good attention. But He kept on. He kept whispering.

And some of it sunk in.

And our garden grew...

Funny how you learn even when you are not paying attention. And as our life got fuller, our faith got stronger.

God has blessed us with so many good things, and the more we listen the more we are blessed.

And today is Valentine's Day, and at the risk of someone seeing his gift ahead of time I was reminded once again of how much we really are blessed.

The kids made hearts, daddy was gone for the day so it was easy to get them done without having to hid them. They made lots of hearts. Beautiful hearts. To show daddy just how much he is loved.

On some of the hearts we wrote things that we love about him or love doing with him.  


Then we stuck them in a jar, so he can put them on his desk.

So that when he is feeling down or overwhelmed, maybe they can be an encouragement to him. Just a glance can be an instant pick up.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Joy Dare: 3 Gifts Found Outside

A Holy Experience
Ann Voskamp's Joy Dare
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Joy Dare: 3 Gifts found outside -

Outside it's cold, not much of a gift in that, my bones hurt, my skin hurts, even my hair hurts... I know crazy... BUT when the snow falls new overnight and then the sun comes up in the morning there is a sparkle on the snow that we adults some times forget to look at. Not always, I have admired that sparkle on many occasions. I love that sparkle. On Sunday, I got to look at it all over again through new eyes. Emma was excited to point it out to us. #127


Outside you can find the gift of fresh air to breathe in a new attitude. Even the coldest air is good for this. Maybe even best because along with blowing all that bad attitude out and breathing the fresh attitude in, you can SEE the bad attitude leaving you. As the cold air is drawn in can feel the sting of the new better attitude, the air cleaning your lungs deep inside like a good antiseptic.#128

  
Truth be told I love the outside in the winter, despite my new found reason to hate it. I have always found comfort in the fact that you can put more layers on to stay warm. The summer is not so convenient. I love the fresh cover of new snow, I love the fresh air. It's beautiful. It reminds me of a lot of good fun I had in it when I was a kid. You'd think I would have known how to ski or something, but no... just tromping through the tall snow drifts and sliding down long hills on toboggans and riding snow mobiles till dark. #129

Thanks to the Babe in the Manger for this dare, for the snow, the cold, and the memories. Odd thought... Jesus never got to play in the snow as a child. I know what does it matter? But it crossed my mind.

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Joy Dare: 3 Gifts Found In Writing - Five Minute Friday Write

A Holy Experience
Ann Voskamp's Joy Dare
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Five Minute Friday
It's that time again.
1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you and encourage them in their comments.
Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..

Joy Dare: 3 Gifts found in writing. Five Minute Friday: Write
Is it cheating? Maybe, that I reuse and old post, but I put my heart into this one, and because I did it really did not take much more than the 5 minutes so I'm going to link it up.  Enjoy! :)

Oh the writing machine, it's torture. There are so many styles, tonight my girls and I had fun with this one:
   
Fox in Socks by Dr. Seuss
It's tattered, and seen better days, well used, we have had it since our oldest (now almost 24) was little and I set off on a world of tongue twisters and lullabies. Let's just say that tongue twisters are not my talent.

And today I was surrounded by writing like this:
  
Saxon Geometry Solutions Manual
Math, also not my talent... but I have solutions manuals so I'm good.

There are pieces of writing I like to study:

Catechism of the Catholic Church
And pieces of writing that I just like to read because there is something in the writing that can help me craft my life into a better life:

Sing A New Song Psalm 96:1 by Darlene A Kaska
Some writing I can remember for a long long time. When I was younger, still in highschool, I remember reading many many words by Stephen King, not one particular phrase maybe, but the feeling of being dragged out of my biology class (sorry Mr. Richardson) and into a story that was just so interesting and took me away from my own life. Not that I had it so bad mind you, but there is just something about living (from the safe distance of my highschool biology classroom in Laramie Wyoming) through a Stephen King novel.

There are things I know I read but can't remember the next day. I won't list that here because chances are it's equally due to the aging of my brain as it is the credit of the writer.

Most of all I have fallen in love with the words that have survived time, war, criticism, and outright hatred for their very existence. They have given hope, true love, joy, and complete sustaining life to those who have read it.
   
The Holy Bible with notes NAB Study Version
I don't write as well as some, better than others. My grammar stinks, yes I DO know this. I am learning, but this old brain can only sop up only so much information. Frankly, I would rather put the word of God in there than grammar rules. Stubborn Child of God, remember? I am indeed.

Back to the gifts in writing:
#119 fun
#120 answers
#121 knowledge
#122 ideas and change
#123 memories
#124 life, eternal life
#125 a way back into writing and counting for myself
#126 satisfaction

A few tough days, then reminders that we only get out of the funk by getting up and getting OUT. Writing is where I work stuff out, where I put things I want to remember, where I hope to write or share something that will help someone else at some time, but it does not have to in order for me to feel like I've done what I set out to do.

Monday, February 3, 2014

Yesterday, Today, Then THIS...

#118
So yesterday started out with mass. Lovely - because it was Mass, funny - because a couple that we have watched (almost like stalkers lol) from a few pews away have this little boy, we've been a few pews away while they dated, married and started their family. And their little boy was such a joy to watch through Mass (I admit I might have missed part of the homily...) but he waved so furiously at Father from his daddy's arms, and he stuck his hands in the air and praised God during the hymns (no, not everyone in our church does that), and he made Deacon and Father giggle as they tried to keep a straight face while leaving the Alter. And he made me smile.  And then there were donuts and coffee.

Then... well lets just say the Broncos were not the only thing that ended up crashing... Long story, really but it lead to confrontation and words said that were not really meant, but said anyway, and anxiety and bad dreams. Not even time to be thankful that things that could have so much worse - weren't.

Today has been very difficult as a result as well, tired people, cranky momma - for lack of sleep and lack of things being settled... It has been a day on the verge of tears, on the verge of more things being said that would have made it all worse, and a day of YUCK! You know those kinds of days, well most people know those kinds of days anyway...

Then THIS...



And breathe, because although I never forget what I'm doing here, I do sometimes let the muck overtake me. Overwhelm me. And turn me into a monster.  So after this, at least for now, I'm just mush. But I can breathe again, and there will be more to count tomorrow. Today I will be grateful for #118, just one count, and it is that this came across my screen before I spent another restless, painful night aching to be able to breathe every good thing in.

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Joy Dare: 3 Gifts Red

A Holy Experience
Ann Voskamp's Joy Dare
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But first I have not blogged in a bit, I've been scanning old pictures. OH MY! Going back in time can give us such happy feelings, stabbing pain, that sappy nostalgic feeling... but I have kept track of my 3 gifts per day.

Jan 27 - Three Gifts From The Kitchen:
Chicken Enchiladas fresh from the oven and still bubbling.
Fresh Bread
Fruit on the counter ready to be eaten at any time.

Jan 28: I switched it up and blogged about this earlier. Five conversations had with my children. 101 - 105 Funny stuff.

Jan 29 - A song heard, A soft word, Light seen:
106: Shaina Twain You're still the one.
107: "I love you momma." Early on a cold morning.
108: Sunrise! They are always beautiful.

Jan 30 - 3 Old things seen new:
There are a ton of them waiting to be scanned, but here are three that struck me as special.

A younger self, but black and white always perfect.

A younger husband. Still handsome as ever today.

Years spend so close to this bear. I loved it.
Jan 31 - A gift on a paper, in a person, in a picture:
On a paper - Oh the back log of gifts, and journals I've gone through. I've had a good life. AND in reading, I know there is more to come.
In a person - I have seen someone struggle with a decision. The funny thing is the hard part is over. Still the easy stuff is that which he's fretting over. And in this I see the gift of being "over" the things of the younger.
In a picture: I have seen the young become older, have babies, grow up, loose people, work, live, and all in the pictures of the past. Which btw are also on paper. I'm changing this, and loving the little trip through the years.  

Feb 1 Joy Dare: 3 Gifts Red
Once again I am going to be lazy, so many gifts today but three in particular were red so here they are.

  From years ago, 1988 to be exact, a photo taken for a Christmas card.  Santa on a motorcycle. Well, even he has to have hobbies. Fun before kids.
 Two little cheeky kids, laughing, playing, giggling, pinching cheeks. Her nickname is cheeks when she was little that is all we could see of her is cheeks. He's the older brother, the one that I sometimes call my challenge (at 10 all boys are really). What a treat that they were both wearing red today. Fun during kids.

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Never a dull moment...

 Because in this house there is never a dull moment...


  

Maggie: "I'm going to do this (train for shooting) in the house every Monday."
Dad: "That'll drive mom crazy, but ok."
Me: "I'm already crazy."
Dad: "That's why I love ya babe."
Me: "It's probably why I love you too."


 



Maggie: "Joe go away and let me train or you are going to get a button buddy to the head."

Mom: "Please, for the Love of God Himself, would you stop hugging yourself."

 


Your guess: "Really, you couldn't just wait OUTSIDE the bathroom door, would YOU like an audience while you pee?"
Answer - so innocently "no, I would not like to have an audience and besides I have to poo, I don't think the audience would like that much."

Joe: "Do not unplug the x-box, the world will end in a huge explosion."
It was already unplugged and on my desk in the other room.

As I take Joe's phone: "Hey, I didn't throw that at you..."
as if that was the ONLY reason one would take a phone away from a 17 yr old boy.