Friday, February 29, 2008


As I sit at my computer, with a steamy hot cup of coffee, early in the morning, amazed and flabbergasted that school is (once again) cancelled due to weather, my thoughts drift to a faraway land...

A land where snow drifts and blizzards do not exist. A land where ice only comes in small cubes in a tall glass. A land where slipping and sliding occur only on a long thin piece of plastic in the backyard.

Yes, I am dreaming of summer. Not spring. Skip that. Just go straight to summer.

The flower catalogs have begun... full stream ahead. I gaze at the lovely butterfly bushes, the new green envy coneflower, the mounds of hardy primrose, and dream of digging in the dirt and cool thunderstorms and the light dew early in the morning. I dream of sipping lemonade on the deck late in the evening and watching shooting stars from the hot tub at midnight.

All of the best things about summer compared against the dismal light of late winter is hardly fair, I know. But isn't that how we are? We compare our worst qualities against the best of another and see how we never measure up? Or our best qualities with the worst of another and think how lucky we are that we aren't (egads!) them?

Romans chapter 3 says all have sinned and fall short of God's glory. And yet... he loves us, he died for us, he cares about us.

Winter, spring, summer, or fall.... he loves you and me today. Our hearts should leap for joy at his love.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Wednesday's retreat

Yesterday... I took the day off work to treat my sister-in-law to a fun early birthday present for her.

We had a fantastic, relaxing, amazing facial at a spa near here.

I've never had a facial before. I have no idea why. It was worth. every. penny.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

new boots

Another snow day. Even though my kids will have to completely retake this year, it sure has been fun!
There was a thick layer of ice all over the state this morning. I guess that would be why school is cancelled again.
However, I decided to hitch a ride to work with my hubby so he could drop me off at the door and I don't have to walk through piles of snow and ice. AND I could wear my sweet new boots.
Wasn't the smartest thing I've ever done... but I made it without falling...lunch might be a delivery today though.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Sunday Snow Day

Snow Snow Snow. I really think we have had a record this winter. I tried to prove it, but didn't spend too much time searching for it. So, I'm just believing we have.

Abbie came home sick from her weekend youth retreat. I was going post a picture of her on here for posterity's sake, but decided that if it were ME, I wouldn't want that. So, I'll be nice. She's quarantined to the guest bedroom... and I'm taking her water and tylenol and ibuprofen every couple of hours... giving her a few crackers and nibbles when she's awake (which isn't much)... and praying for her to get better soon (which she isn't at all, so I think we will be heading to the doctor in the morning).

Since there was so much snow outside, and blizzard conditions... we had a Church Snow Day. So, we spent the afternoon in the basement cleaning and organizing, and listening to cheezy 80s tunes. Somewhere in the middle of the cd collection, Emily found this cd. She knew all the words to it (HOW, I don't know). I have never heard of them before. She was dancing around and having a good time. I don't was not working for me. Kind of a cross between Stryper and Meatloaf in a wierd sort of way. Visions of leather pants and mullets were floating through my mind for hours.

Now, we're off to participate in our church's 40-days of prayer and fasting. (In our living room) A family-kind of kid-friendly fast. We're skipping supper and eating popcorn and praying together for an hour or so.

Happy Snow Day Sunday!

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy Valentine's Day

I just thought I'd wish you all a happy Valentine's Day!

For the past several weeks, I have been dropping "hints" - oh! Please! Don't TELL me you don't do it too!!

I confess, I am the one who has been leaving jewelry fliers and ads in my husband's box at work and putting sticky notes on the ones I like. I even went so far as to suggest that I THINK the local jewelry store accepts appointments and he shouldn't be late for his. (I have no shame).

Then, yesterday, I decided I'd drop another hint on my blog... an altogether different type of gift, but a lovely one none-the-less.

Today, I arrived to work and had a roll of cookies with a Valentine's Day card on my desk. It was very sweet. I will devour the cookies later. (Hey! Maybe the jewelry is hidden inside the cookie sleeve!)

If it is a ring, a necklace, a puppy, flowers, or even just a roll of cookies,... I know that he loves me - and I am proud to be his wife.

Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Give your sweetheart a heartfelt bundle of love today.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Wordless Wednesday: The Perfect Valentine's Gift

Now isn't this the sweetest thing you ever did see?

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Happy 21st Birthday Haleigh

Certain things in life are easily forgettable... I can't remember what I ate for supper last Wednesday.... I can't remember what I did last weekend, and for the life of me, I can't remember if I put the clothes in the dryer before I left the house this morning. Other things, are etched in my mind so clearly that I can close my eyes and smell the smells and hear the sounds.

I can remember my junior year of high school, I wore gray corduroy pants and a fuzzy light pink sweater with my pink and gray oxford shoes. My sweater had these pearl buttons that I thought were so delicate and dainty and I looked all over to find the perfect pair of faux pearl earrings to wear that would compliment the outfit perfectly.

I can recall with the utmost detail the night I accepted Christ as my Savior in the backseat of a car in a restaurant parking lot in the wee hours of the morning with a man that would one day become my husband. In those days, there were many things people did in the back seat of the car .... but we prayed and prayed and prayed. I will always remember the sound of his guitar strumming worship tunes softly as we quietly gave thanks to the Father for sending Jesus to save me, a sinner, from what I surely deserved.

And today, as I reminisce over a life all those years ago... I can recall today 21 years ago. The things that some would consider trivial, I memorized as much as I could, and held onto with every breath.

As I sat in the hospital room 21 years ago today, as I recall I had an almost surreal experience of realizing that I was a mom. My first precious - perfect - baby. I don't remember what I did in those two days in the hospital other than admire the petite features of the creation before me and wonder how this frail little person would make it with a mom who had absolutely no idea what she was doing.

Even today, 21 years later, I can still smell the baby smells, and hear the coos and gurgles that amazed and surprised me. I can still feel the overwhelming feeling of the responsibility given to me by God to attempt to raise a child who would love and honor and worship Him. I felt in so many ways that I was still a child as well. And yet, God believed in me.

Throughout the next 21 years, I would learn how to fall on my knees and rely on the Father who believed in me. During the feedings in the dead of night when I swore my body fell asleep in between breaths, the toddler years of testing my patience, the addition of more girls to our young family, the adolescent years of stubbornness, and the teenage years of rebellion, I relied on my God to offer direction and guidance, incessantly reminding Him that this was His idea.

I smile today knowing that 21 years later, I still know absolutely nothing about being a mom. Each experience of Haleigh's life has taken me one step further into the unknown... I feel like Peter walking on water to Jesus, unsure and unsteady... but trusting as much as humanly possible.

All those years of falling to my knees can now cause me to say that I am proud of my God. He did well by me. He came through for Haleigh many times, offering wisdom and guidance through a mom who doesn't know, but knows who does.

And as Haleigh finishes college, and finds a job, and starts a family, and presses on toward her future, I realize that my experience means some... but in the scope of this world, really very little. The older I get, the less I know.... But, I know who does. He's the One who was, and is, and is to come.

Happy Birthday sweetheart. You came into this life a precious tiny child of God, and today as you worship the Lord in all that you do, realize that you are still His precious tiny child... and He (and I) loves you so tenderly.

Saturday, February 09, 2008

dog dreaming

For quite a while, I've been trying to convince my husband that I - no WE - NEED a dog. I've tried various arguments and it just doesn't seem to work on him. Someone suggested I just bring one home like my friend's husband did... and I think after being married for 20 years, I've learned that isn't the way to win him over. (translated to: been there. done that. didn't work.)

We had a dog once. He keeps reminding me it didn't work. My response of course is that waaaaaaaaaay baaaaack then we lived in a 900 square foot bungalow with barely even running water. We have much more room now and plenty of yard for the sweet little bundle of joy to run around in.

He tells me we are gone too much. I tell him there are LOTS of workaholic families like us who have dogs and it works. really. well.

He asks me who will take care of it. To which, I of course, resort to the 9 year old side of me that says I'll do everything. I'll walk it. I'll feed it. I'll bathe it. I'll scoop it. You won't have to do. a. thing. To which of course, he knows, is so. very. untrue.

His birthday last week - I promised him I would get him a dog. Wouldn't that be sweet honey if I bought you a precious little puppy dog???? (grin)

Didn't work.

I found out that our friends are going away for the weekend next weekend. They need someone to watch their dog. He wouldn't let me volunteer for fear that they would "forget" to pick it up.

This morning, I was telling one of the college students (see earlier post) about how much I would love to have dog. She said, all innocently "if you had a dog, wouldn't it's nails ruin the beautiful wood floor in your home".

My husband, knowing how obsessive compulsive I am about my floor, grinned from ear to ear. I think he felt like he had won the lottery in four states at one time.

Because, truthfully, it did make me stop and think for a minute.

college students

There is nothing like a call from your college student who says "hey mom and dad, is it okay if I come home for a weekend and bring some friends?" and then shows up with 20 of her closest friends....

Haleigh brought her college group worship team retreat to our house this weekend. It's been a lot of fun having a group of young people and all the energy they bring.

I hid away for a little while this morning as they were in the basement during a worship time... playing fabulous worship music ... and I was completely blessed.

I thought about what the weekend means to most 21 and 22 year old college students, and what many young people this age spend their free time doing. And I was blessed again.

I thank God that my college girls have found strong Christian relationships in these college years with friends who love the Lord and desire to serve Him whole-heartedly and to be used by Him with their time, treasure, and talents.

Thursday, February 07, 2008


These two win the angel award for the week.
Yesterday was a snow day (no, this picture was not taken yesterday as you can see from the green grass in the background).
They were home from school and I had to work.
At 4:50pm, they called work to ask if we could pick up a pizza on the way home and have pizza for supper. I was quick to oblige since I didn't feel like cooking.
When we got home, they had cleaned the whole house.... really well! And were waiting in their swimsuits to sit in the hot tub with us after we ate pizza.
Thanks girls. That was really really really nice of you.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

snow day

Just for the record, I helped my husband scoop the driveway today.
In honor of his birthday yesterday.
Well, no, not in honor of that. But, I did.
kind of.
You see, there really wasn't 2 snow shovels. So, I used the broom and swept the front porch after he did it.
Then, I moved the truck up so he could do under where it was parked.
Helpful aren't I?

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Happy Birthday Skippy!

It's Skippy's birthday.
He is 45 today.

I wonder if he will mind me spewing his age all over the internet.

We bought him some gifts. And, even though I really wanted to, I did NOT get him the personalized bobble head.

He had a bad start for the day. First thing in the morning, he went to go renew his drivers license, and he got a speeding ticket on the way. ouch. first one in 10 years or more.

But, I took him out to lunch and then bought him some steaks for dinner.

AND... I made him this really sweet tangy tart yummy key lime torte birthday cake. yes. I. did.

When you're 45, birthdays aren't like they were when you were 8. But, they are still pretty special.

To the most adorable, honorable, loving, kind, caring, soft-hearted, generous man I know: happy birthday babe. I love you.