Friday, December 31, 2010

The last post of 2010

All over the blogosphere, bloggers are recording their last thoughts of the year.  Resolutions…profound thoughts… things they regret…things they are proud of… things.

Me?  I sent one profound email out today and that was my quota for deep thoughts.  Personally, I’m ready for this year to be over with. Trust me…there were some amazing days, weeks in 2010.  My all time favorites:

1. Lindsey and Joe’s wedding.

2. Eily’s birth

3. Abbie’s graduation

4. being with my family

5. Milwaukee trip with my amazing man.

6. Two week visit from my mom.

7. My new car – It really needs a name.

And then there were these… ones that I would prefer didn’t happen:

1. Truck crash into garage

2. Christine’s motorcycle accident

3. Abbie moving to Trinidad – okay…so this one should make both the good and the bad lists.  Because it’s good and we know God is moving in her life in a lot of ways… we miss her and it’s a challenging call for her.

4. Shawn’s mother in hospital lots and now in nursing home.

5. Shawn’s dad’s Christmas Eve accident. (He fell off the roof and broke his foot and has been staying with us for a little bit here).


I almost didn’t even write these lists.  The joys are basically just celebrating life…and the sorrows… seem to pale in comparison to the struggles of other friends and family I know. 

But the one thing I know about 2010.  God uses it all.  Every moment.  The joys, the sorrows, the challenges….no matter how big or how small.  Our prayers do not go unheard…our hearts are not ignored.  He loves us. He knows us.  He uses all of this for His Glory.

Happy New Year friends!  May 2011 bring you once again, closer to the Creator of the Universe.


Thursday, December 30, 2010

Christmas 2010 pictures

Okay family…don’t kill me.  Some of these are not the most flattering, I know.  But, just remember that not many people read this blog. Smile 

Sunday, December 19, 2010


Emily sang with the college choir at a Christmas program this year.  It was intense practicing… but she had a great time.





And some photos after her December dance recital. They don’t allow photos during the recital, so I snapped these afterwards.  She loves to pose.


We baked

Well, I baked.

These little guys… I’ve made them twice now.  They are so addicting.


And these… I will never bake again.  They look good, but they are a pain.  The recipe says I should have gotten 48.  I got 36.  I hope they taste good because I was so mad at them I refused to eat them.


And then I did these. In my favorite raspberry.


I went to the thrift shop and picked up a bunch of little dishes for a quarter and fifty cents.  And I had some bags left over from last year.  And we made these:



And Emily and I are going to deliver them to some friends who are alone this holiday season.  And in between visits, we will pray for our friends who are alone.  Because Christmas isn’t joyful for some people.  Some people can’t wait for this season to be over.  And we hope to remind them… that Jesus loves them and cares about them.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

5 months old

Since I have a nice camera, I get to be the one who takes all the pictures of Eily.  So, that means I get to post them first. 

She’s five months old this week.  And she’s beautiful.


That dimple on her right cheek is to die for.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010


Got a message from Abbie today that she is going to the doc in Trinidad.  She’s been not feeling real well… and last week she cut her finger with a knife.  It should have had stitches when it happened but it has only gotten worse over the last few days, swollen and huge… and just not. good.  She made the mistake of taking a picture and sending it to me.

What can I say except that I’m a mom?  I am insane with worry when she is ill and needs medical attention.  It was all that I could do to keep myself from jumping on an airplane and rescuing her from her perils.

I called the doctors office here and made like it was a real emergency and demanded the date of her last tetanus shot.  It was the only thing I had the power to do.  I got real crabby.  Poor nurse.

Found out that her last tetanus was in 2008.  So, I texted her and told her that.  She said it was too late.  Her last tetanus was 12/14/10.

Trusting God is easy…in theory.  I’m just being real here for a moment, but it’s easier for me to trust anything but the Lord sometimes. I trust my own abilities, other people’s judgment of me, my money, my doctor, even an airline pilot.  But God? Yeah right.

It seems insane when you actually think about it.  But, it’s easier for me to trust what I can actually SEE.  Sure, I believe in God…. but trusting Him to run my life? 

I’ve had some opportunities the past few years to put my faith to the test. Sometimes I’ve failed miserably… and other times I’ve had lots of faith.  But, it’s never been an easy thing.  It’s been a lifelong challenge for me to trust Him completely.  Each new crisis requires a new commitment to trust Him.

When I think about it, really think about it…. I know.  And I remind myself.  He loves me. He loves my kids.  He didn’t take my daughter out to the ends of the world to abandon her.

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust.”

For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler
and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his pinions,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness is a shield and buckler.
You will not fear the terror of the night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness,
nor the destruction that wastes at noonday.

A thousand may fall at your side,
ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come near you.
You will only look with your eyes
and see the recompense of the wicked.

Because you have made the Lord your dwelling place—
the Most High, who is my refuge—
no evil shall be allowed to befall you,
no plague come near your tent.

For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways.
On their hands they will bear you up,
lest you strike your foot against a stone.
You will tread on the lion and the adder;
the young lion and the serpent you will trample underfoot.

“Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him;
I will protect him, because he knows my name.
When he calls to me, I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble;
I will rescue him and honor him.
With long life I will satisfy him
and show him my salvation.”

Psalm 91

Monday, December 13, 2010

12 days later…

I posted 12 days ago.  It’s ironic.  Just last night I sat down to write my Christmas letter and I was trying to fashion our letter in the form of a song to the tune of the 12 days of Christmas.

Yeah, it wasn’t working for me either.

I have issues with Christmas letters.  I want to write them all the time.  I always want to. I do I do.  But, when it comes down to it, I bore my self with the letter.

I had high hopes this year.  We took family pictures in September and I was going to have them made into some beautiful Christmas cards and send them to all our loved ones… and then, I posted all the family pictures on facebook and my blog and now nobody will even think they are that great because they’ve seen them all.

So, I decided to buy cards and just send a meaningful card.  But, my husband needed some for his business, and I didn’t feel like going to the store to get more (you just don’t leave these things up to men to choose) so I gave him the ones I bought… and they are beautiful by the way.

Then, I decided to write a Christmas letter.  Since I already had the perfect picture and the perfect card.  How could I come up with the perfect letter?  I want my readers to laugh, and smile, and enjoy the letter…. and it wasn’t happening for me.  It was like a bad Donny and Marie episode.

So, now I’m stuck.  How oh how do I let all my friends and family know that I love them and that I wish them a Merry Christmas?

I’m thinking about just telling them.  Wouldn’t that just be something unique? A phone call or an email saying Merry Christmas I’m thinking of you. 

Wednesday, December 01, 2010

Que Sera Sera

I haven’t blogged in well, forever.  I’ve pretty much decided that life is “whatever will be will be”. 

So, a real quick catch up post, in list form.

1. I could win an award for the ugliest Christmas tree.  We might have time to decorate this ugly tree after the holidays.

2. I made the mistake of buying not-Starbucks coffee from the grocery store last week. Millstone. I can hardly stand to drink it.  I even doubled the amount of coffee grounds and it still taste like tea.

3. My husband bought me an early Christmas present. Christmas blend coffee and my new favorite coffee cup to match.  Apparently all that complaining about the coffee in #2 gave him a great idea. Thank the Lord for Starbucks.

4. Emily is in a Children’s Choir with the local college group and they are doing a Christmas concert.  I volunteered to help.  That means 3 hour practices all week this week, and their first concert 2.5 hours away on Friday. me + 2.5 hour bus ride + 40 kids = Saturday off.

5. I dug up my copycat recipe for Starbucks cranberry bliss bars.  Lindsey made them. I love her.

6. I’ve been experimenting with videos of my family lately.  It’s doggone hilarious.

7. I shopped on black Friday.  I guess what they mean by “black” is that the stores are in the black.  Not my checkbook.

8. It snowed here yesterday.  But, it didn’t accumulate to anything.  I dread winter. I have to come up with some sort of incentive to leave my house in the next four months or I may never leave.

9. We have a new grocery store opening here on December 8th.  It’s a new version of my favorite store.  I am trying to not buy a full week of groceries until the new store is open.  So, I’m trying to get creative with suppers and use up all the things that never get used… we may have some strange combinations of suppers in the next week. What can you make with leftover ham, ranch dressing, and black beans?

10. In the next week, we have 4 choir concerts, 2 dance recitals, play auditions, and a musical practice.  That’s one child folks. One child.

Until next time, que sera sera.