Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Boiled Toad

Have you ever heard what happens to a frog when it is boiled?

Try not to gag at the image of Kermit being cooked alive!

Seriously though, they say if you put the frog in tepid water and it slowly warms up he will not try to escape. But if you throw him into a pot of hot water he will instantly try to jump out.

Kind of parallel's with what's been rolling around in my mind.

Some days I feel like we are slowly being cooked alive. All the TV and media and politically correct stuff is in our faces 24/7. We are slowly being lulled into a deep sleep and we don't even recognize it!

I am feeling an urgent need these days to root my children in Faith and Moral Values. I am constantly asking myself "am I doing enough to prepare them? Will they be able to stand when it is time?" I have to explain things to them that I really would rather not. But the culture we live in is forcing me to address it with them.

The battle is daunting. The stakes are high! This is no time to be a lazy parent! We are in for a fight!

My kids are all huge book worms. They love literature and that is great, but I have become concerned by what is being propagated for their young minds to read. You know someone, somewhere, is brilliant enough to know that the younger they can get children's minds the better chance their message has of sticking!

So why then wouldn't the opposite be true? The younger my children are when introduced to the truth and to high moral character, the stronger they will be when it's their turn to stand.

Jalen had a prophecy prayed over him at his baby dedication from the pastor of the church we were attending at the time. He said God showed him that Jalen would be like an arrow going out into the darkness. I don't know exactly what that will look like but I know that if I am not diligent in my work here with them, none of my precious arrows will be prepared to fight the battle that has been chosen for them.

In my desperation I have done several things through the years to get God's word to their heart. One of the things I started when they were little babies and toddlers. Every night we would have them listen to Bible Stories on tape as they were going to sleep. We found that by doing this they would actually drift off to sleep while their subconscience was still taking in the messages.

The set we like the most is "The Word and Song Bible". Malaina at age 4 would recite long passages of scripture and Bible stories simply from what she had heard through those tapes. Malaina now has her own quiet times and listens to other music (or often Chuck Swindol)at night. But our boys and Sophie still listen to tapes.

We also have CD's that have scripture verses to song. Very effective for remembering them!

We try to keep an open dialogue with all of them about faith issues. We have had numerous conversations about "what if this isn't really real?" "How can we be sure"? "Why does God make bad things happen"? "Sometimes I think God is mean". They ask some pretty tough questions, but I never want them to feel ashamed or afraid to talk with us.

And of course prayer. We need supernatural help every day! We also need to be reminded that the one who created our little people loves them more then even we do.

There will be a day when I will no longer tuck them in and say prayers with them. How well am I preparing their hearts for what lies ahead? I will never do it perfectly and many days I fail them horribly. But I have been inspired in these last days to make an effort to instill in them the love of a King who is coming soon!

I don't know about you but I don't want to end up Boiled Toad.

It really is safe!!!

Okay, one night I ran across this clip and just laughed my face off...

Not so much because the poor man knocked himself into unconsciousness but because he is the ultimate salesman! He is no longer coherent but still, trys to convince us to buy the ladder!

"No really, It IS safe, Just continue to call!"

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

I make stuff up…

One of the things that I have enjoyed most about blogging is seeing what all of you are having for dinner and dessert.

I don't know about you but I get in such a rut. I like variety and love to try new recipes!

We all want our families to have healthy, delicious meals but after 14 years sometimes I just don't know what to make anymore. So thank you for letting me snoop in your kitchens and for giving me some great ideas!

I am making muffins for Micah's class tomorrow. I combined several recipes to make these:


2 Cups flour

½ Cup sugar

3 tsp. baking powder

1 tsp. cinnamon

¼ tsp. ground cloves

¼ tsp. nutmeg

½ tsp. salt

Combine in bowl

2 eggs

¾ Cup pumpkin

½ Cup melted butter

¼ Cup sour cream

Mix then add to flour mixture


1 – 8 oz. cream cheese

½ Cup sugar

1 egg

Beat together.

Fill greased muffin cups 1/3 full. Put spoonful of filling on top of muffin. Top with another spoonful of batter.(the filling doesn't need to be completely covered) Bake at 375 for 20 minutes.

And I also created these:



1 Tbsp butter

¼ Cup brown sugar

½ Cup flour

Combine and set aside


1 ¾ Cup sugar

3 eggs

1 Cup oil

2 Cups flour

1 teaspoon salt

1 teaspoon baking powder

1 teaspoon baking soda

1 ½ teaspoon cinnamon

3 apples/peeled and diced

Beat together first 3 ingredients, then add dry ingredients. Stir in apples.

Place in muffin pan sprinkle with crumb topping and bake 30 minutes at 350.

Cool muffins for about 5 minutes then drizzle warm Carmel ice cream topping over top.(I prefer Mrs Robinson)

We call them Muffins so we can eat Cake for Breakfast right?!

By the way I am still not talking out loud very much….Thank you for your encouraging get well wishes!

My family is a little unsettled about the fact that I can't talk. Jason thinks I really could talk if I just put my mind to it. The kids are starting to tell me how they miss my voice.(Unbelievable!!I figured they would be relived I am not barking orders and making threats!)

I'd like to know….

What is your favorite cake Muffin to eat?

Monday, October 27, 2008


Today I am speechless. No I'm serious, I am not speaking above a whisper!

Can I just say that if I am ever tortured I just hope they don't cut out my tongue and let me live!
Have you ever thought about how much you use your voice?

Saturday evening I felt something grab onto my throat. I looked at Jason and said "Oh No, I think I'm getting sick"!

By Sunday morning it hurt horribly, But….

I was still able to lead worship…truly miraculous!

By Sunday evening….just above a whisper.

And today--- Speechless!

It's kind of funny because my family all thinks they need to whisper back!

I needed groceries, at least if my children were going to eat lunch this week, so I ran to the store. I usually go to this store and know no one but today??? 4! Oh yes, 4 friends to talk to today!
Isn't that hysterical?!

I have been avoiding my phone today too…(Sorry Brooke but thank you for the depth of your sympathy!)

So guess what was on the menu tonight? Yep, Chicken noodle Soup. Best thing for a cold you know! Plus it seems like a soupy kind of day.
Sneaky me fries up some Very FINELY chopped onions in some EVOO. They give the soup a better flavor! And nobody noticed!

Then I put these in a stockpot with 2 small cans Chicken Broth. Add 4 Cups of Water.
I chopped up 12 baby carrots.It makes me feel better.(It gives it some crunch too) Add 1 tablespoon Chicken Flavored Soup base, 1 tablespoon but-ta, and 1 chicken breast chopped.

When this comes to a boil I put in about 2 cups of noodles. Boil about 10 minutes till ready to serve.

Biscuits are yumm-o (I don't know why I think I have to talk like Rachel Ray simply because I'm describing my recipe!) with soup so Sophie and I whipped up some.
She said" You be cook 1 and I'll be cook 2". Here is the cook cutting out the biscuits. She LOVES to help in the kitchen. I think she is the only one who begs to help in the kitchen.
With any job too...
Bless your heart you cute little cook 2!

And here is the result...

I want to tell you a little secret I like to do. On Monday morning I like to put a whole bag of frozen Chicken Breasts in my crock-pot. I put about a ½ cup of water in the bottom and shake the living daylights out of my salt shaker over the chicken. I turn the thing on high and by evening I have chicken for the week.

Last week I made Chicken tortilla soup, (a recipe that originated from Kim)

Here is the Recipe: (I added a couple of things)
4 chicken breast
1 garlic clove
2 T butter
2 14.5 oz. can chicken broth
2 14.5 oz. can black beans
2 14 5oz. can chopped tomato's
2 cans whole kernel corn
1 TBSP taco seasoning
1 C. salsa
1/2 c. fresh or 1/4 c. dried cilantro
1 T. Ground cumin
8 oz Cheddar Jack cheese
Sour cream
tortilla chips
Cook Chicken, saute garlic and onion in TBSP oil,
Combine all ingredients into slow cooker except cheese, sour cream and chips.
Cook on low 8 hours. Ladle soup over cubed cheese. Sprinkle with chips and sour cream.
It's Awesome! And we had enough left for another quick microwave lunch later in the week.

One night we had Chicken Stir fry. (what we call missionary night for the kids; which basically means we tell them if they grow up and are called to the mission field they need to be willing to try all kinds of food and this will be mild compared to that…Come to think of it …I hope we aren't turning them off on foreign missions! "Please don't send me to Africa"!)

And another night I used the cut up chicken for chicken and noodles over mashed potatoes (my kids favorite)

Sometimes I use it for Chicken fajitas( I just cut up the chicken , put back in crock-pot, sprinkle taco seasoning over it, turn on low for a couple of hours and it becomes moist, tender, fajita meat. I also do this for enchilada casseroles)

This week I think I will use it for Cheesy Chicken Croissants and another night Poppy Seed Chicken Casserole.

It does a number of things for me:

  • It helps me plan my meals before 5 o'clock

  • It helps so much in my food prep

  • I think it tastes better then canned chicken

  • Definitely cheaper then canned chicken

What are some quick dinner secrets you have?
(frozen dinners or Taco Bell don't count!J)


Just wanted to let you know I have a winner for the apple butter.

Last night I asked Micah to pick a number between 1-10 and he chose 7!

So the winner is:

Linda Crow, from 2nd Cup of Coffee.

Congratulations Linda, could you send me your address and I will get that in the mail right away!

Thanks to all of you who commented. It was fun!

From the funny papers today:

I overheard my son Jalen telling his cousin

"Sometimes I think I'm a human Snot Machine".(allergies)

My brain started spinning with all the ideas of what he could use this exceptional gift for.

Maybe the hub's and I don't need to worry about retirement funds after all!

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Everyone needs Compassion

One of the most basic needs in any healthy relationships is forgiveness.

I know this because I am often the recipient of this kind act of mercy.

Friendships that were once so strong and beautiful can quickly become ugly and messy. People who were once madly in love can say the most hideous things about one another. I only need to read the front cover of a magazine at any check out stand and see that people who once were verbal about their intense love for one another are now making ,malicious accusations against their partner.

Bottom line for me is I can always "feel" love when the other person is treating me the way I desire. The question lies not in whether I will love someone who loves me but will I extend compassion, love and forgiveness when the other person may not seem to deserve it?

In Luke 6 we read:

If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners do that. And if you lend to those from whom you expect repayment, what credit is that to you? Even sinners lend to sinners, expecting to be repaid in full. But love your enemies, do good to them, and lend to them without expecting to get anything back. Then your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High, because he is kind to the ungrateful and wicked. Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.

Does that seem strange to you? It goes against my flesh. My own thinking says , "if they won't pay me back it is not wise to lend it". How many times have I said, "I don't want to be taken advantage of", so I justify my way, whether it's financially or relationally.

"He is kind to the ungrateful and wicked". Not just to the good and pleasing, but the moochers and mockers!

Anyone can love those who are easy to love. The question becomes am I willing to love those who are prickly and cold. Who stink and talk nasty. Who don't return my affections. Who hurt my feelings. Who do not think like I think. Who will not move me up the social or economic success ladder.

I show mercy simply because I am the king's daughter and his ambassador here on earth.

I love out of the love I have been given.

So I ask myself this:

How am I doing?

Who around me needs my compassion today?

Am I willing to listen and act?

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Hello Fall

Hello Mr Scare Crow, Hello Indian Corn, Hello pumpkins, Hello mums, Hello Apple Butter, Hello leaves, Hello Fall.

Today is Fall Party day. My pounding head is telling me I may have over done it on the partying.
God bless those teachers! God bless EM!

And here we are at Sophia's fall party...
So much fun dressing the teacher up like Mr. Scarecrow....What a great sport!

LEAVES, Ridiculous amounts of fun!

Yah-owch! That one's gonna hurt in the morning!
Ha-lay-lu-yer! It's a fabulous day in the leaves and sun!

Delicious Apple Butter

I have never made apple butter before but I found this recipe...
I just happened to have a couple extra apples laying around and so....
I present to you my friends....
My first batch of apple butter. Now if I were a braggin person I might tell you that I think this is quite possibly some of the best I've ever had but I'm not so I won't. However, I can confidently tell you that it is the best I have ever made!

If you want me to send you this jar just leave me your comment.
You know the routine...I will randomly pick a winner
All entries must be posted tomorrow night by 10:46 p.m.
Some restrictions may apply (IE: if you live in Thailand, then I may just have to bring it when I come to visit)
I will send out the winning jar on Saturday morning!
So good luck!

(editor's note)
I am going to take my husband's advice and extend my giving party through the weekend.I hope that I am not liable and that no one who has commented already will bring litigation against me.

I will post the winning number Sunday eve, and send out the prize Monday morning.:)
Have a great weekend!

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Where would I be

What is it about us that makes us think we are self-sufficient. Going around saying ridiculous things like: "I don't need any help"(when in reality we are completely overwhelmed), or "I'm doing fine"! (when 5 minutes before we picked up the phone we were face down sobbing.

When did we learn to pretend?

As I have watched my children grow one of the things that perplexes me is the Independence I see from them. Some of their first words were "I do it myself". No, you really can't climb that big slide by your little self. No, your little arms can't reach back there to wipe. No, I need to hold your hand to cross the street. If they could only see they could hurt themselves.

We can see how absurd that sounds from a child. But we do the same thing. Why do we need to "Do it ourselves", "Go it alone", "Be Superhuman".
To just Smile, Smile, Smile!

When I do that who am I really hurting?


Not just because of the obvious reason, I can't. But the darker ugly word


The first sin. It was pride that made Lucifer fall from heaven. It was pride that caused woman to eat the fruit. It is pride that makes me say "all by myself".

I have bought into the thinking that no one wants to know my stuff. They will turn and run if I become emotional or say what I really need. And the truth is, there are people like that. But then I have friends that have seen me at my worst and still love me--Rare gems I know!

It's about me being willing to acknowledge that I do need the help of those around me. That I can't "do it myself". I need friends. I need community. I need a shoulder to cry on some days.

I have been thinking about some of those people who I have learned from and who have helped me on the journey. Forgive me I know I will forget many.

Where would I be without:

My mother who gave me life and cared for me so faithfully.And who, among many other things demonstrated the gift of hospitality.
The doctor who delivered me and saved my life.(I was blue upon arrival)
My grandma who taught me graciousness.
My brothers who taught me to stand up for myself
My sister who I idolized as a young girl.
My dad who would continually bring me up on stage for yet another song.
My church who let him
My Sunday School teachers who sacrificed time to teach me countless Bible stories and memory verses.
My friend Jana who was one of my first best friends and taught me all kinds of things that I won't share here today:)
The traveling Evangelist who stayed in our home for a week of meetings and who spoke words of kindness to an awkward, acne infested middle schooler.
My 11th grade Bible teacher who encouraged me to stand up for what I believe in.
My friend Dawn who showed me acceptance and friendship in a brand new school where I knew not one living soul.
My friend Melissa who let me be me the year we lived together in Ohio.
My youth pastor whom I sought for counsel and advice.
My music director from college who once called me just to tell me "you have what it takes".
My uncle Dale who shows me every day that life is a gift and that often it's the least of these who teach us the most.
My friend Bethany who I love like a sister and who constantly challenges me to be more accepting of others just by watching her.
My neighbor Delila who is an inspiration to me in the kitchen,garden, house cleaning, anything that has to do with the domestic.
My Small group who encourage me in my faith.I love you guys!
My kids teachers, all of them, are pouring so much into the lives of my little people and I am so grateful.
My friend Tammy, who makes me laugh
My new friends, you know who you are, who make my life exciting and motto is: I can never have enough friends...there are so many people, so little time.
My church, who came through for me during one of the biggest crisis of my life.
My in laws, who I love as if they were outlaws.:)kidding! I'm kidding... siblings
My brother and sister in-law, who I look to for parenting advice.
My friends Rusty and Lynette, who make missions look like a fun adventure and who love people well.
My nieces and nephews, who I love as if they were my own.
My Mentor,Beth Moore, who doesn't know anything about me but has walked in her anointing and changed my life through her insights.
My friend Rolanda who is such a great listener.
My mentor Myrna, who is now with Jesus, she showed me how to be gracious and determined even in the face of death.
My friend Julie who has taught me what a quiet spirit looks like.
My childhood friends,who loved me in spite of my bad hair, slumber party tricks, and my strong affection for boys.
My kiddos who show me how to look at the world through a different lens; who teach me humility; who give me the love and strength to give my best to this thing called mothering; who always forgive me even when I mess up royally; who keep me on my knees.
My husband, the love of my life who, too, forgives me over and over, who cheers me on, who loves my cooking, who let's me be my own person,who fixes anything that needs fixing, who doesn't complain when he doesn't have socks in his drawer, and after 15 years still tells me he loves me.

That's a couple I thought of right off the top of my head. Maybe I will think of more tomorrow, and do a sequel.

Without the grace of God I would be lost, and without his people I would be too.
It's good for me to stop and remember that!

So next time someone asks me if I need help I may just let them.
After all I'm going to need a new list for my sequel!

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

The Pretzel

I was just hoping you'd ask!

I have been making this for almost 15 years and believe me it will not disappoint!!

1 1/2 C. Warm water
1 1/8 T yeast
dissolve these together in a separate bowl
2 T. Brown Sugar
1/2 t. salt
1 C. bread flour
3 1/2 C. Regular flour
I just dump these last 4 ingredients into my mixer and mix well. Add the warm water. Mix again.
Cover and let rise 1/2 hour.
When done rising take small amount of dough and shape into pretzels.(if the dough is a little sticky just use a little flour.
Boil 2 C. Water with 2 T. Baking Soda
Dip pretzels in water mixture
Bake at 450 for 6-8 minutes.
Brush with melted butter and sprinkle with kosher salt.

This amount usually makes 2 pans.
We like to dip it in cheese sauce, cream cheese, or mustard.

This is so much fun to do for parties. Especially if children are involved. They love to shape the dough into all kinds of shapes. Their initials, airplanes,crosses,flowers; just use your imaginations....

Happy Baking and Eating!

I'm always up for new ideas so...

What are some traditions you do with your kids?

Monday, October 20, 2008

Then Sings my Soul

Late yesterday afternoon our family went for a walk....

I kept singing "How great thou art". Isn't he fabulous in his beautiful creation!

It was lovely!

Watch out here we come!

Did I say we went for a walk? I meant we went on a mini marathon. I was excited to get out and take some pics of the beautiful fall day so I thought maybe we could take an unusual route. Well it ended up being a 4 mile route. I didn't think it through very well. Some of the clan was not happy with their tour guide mom and her high aspirations for them.


We included our dog, Snicker's in the walk....She ran away. No surprise to those of you who know our dorky! Did I say dorky? I mean Yorkey! She loves to run away from us. Saturday I was cleaning windows. I had one wide open in the living room and she jumped, yes I say jumped out that window! When she gets free she runs like a crazy dog with her ears flat back against her head.

I have never in my life time heard so much name calling come out of my dear, patient husband's mouth. He does not heart our dog, Snickers.

Well she found her opportunity to bolt and she took it. I suggested we ignore her but the rest of my family felt the need to rescue her. Malaina attempted a dive that could have scored her some high points if she would have been competing in a sporting event. But Micah was the one who finally captured Snickers and brought her back to our posse.

We passed lots of corn which was mostly harvested already but this particular row caught our attention. Those crops sure are looking good for next year!

And the beautiful sunset 2 hours later.

I never said we were the fastest walkers. We weren't setting any records for speed tonight!

When we got home I made up for it by making some Purple Cow's. This is a yummy drink that is so easy! Just pour grape juice over vanilla ice cream and Waa Laa, Purple Cow!

And we whipped up some homemade pretzels! They love them. It's a Sunday night tradition. The tradition gets practiced more frequently in the fall and winter.

I think someday they will look back fondly on evenings like tonight!
I know I will!

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Who claps for the benidiction?

Well, today I got my first taste of the future life of the preacher's wife.
So Jason got this email several weeks ago from the assistant principal of our middle school asking if he would be available to pray the benediction prayer at our school's dedication service.

First of all I wasn't even sure if I wanted to attend simply because, in my mind, Sunday afternoon really should be dedicated to nothing. Except my nap maybe. A perfect Sunday afternoon for me is:
1.Lunch Out
2.Great conversation for about 1 hour (2tops )
3.A much deserved nap
4.A walk down our country road
5.Making and eating pretzels with my kids and occasionally company

Keep in mind this is ideal and rarely does my life go ideally!
So I went, to be a support and because I was a bit curious how he would do...
What's all the fuss about it was a simple prayer!
He was up on the stage with all the other important people from school.
Yours truly was down in the auditorium with 3 of my kiddos trying to keep them from killing each other. (for pete's sake at least they could do it quietly)

To begin with there was an issue with the program. It seemed not everyone had gotten one and for some reason it was very important that each one of them had the program in their hands. I was doing some dead man stares and flicking when I could get away with it. I finally got the 2 on the end under control when the little one beside me thought it was her turn to be the star. So she kept getting in and out of her theater seat. I finally said "park it", in as stern of a whisper as I could muster. So she did. She parked the top half but the feet were still free. She decided to use this time to do her leg lifts, left foot, right foot, left foot,..."please", I plead!
Then finally after a long 15 minutes Jason was introduced and the audience broke into applause.
--- led by none other then my 8 year old son. He even began to stand up! He was so excited to see his celebrity dad he could not contain his admiration any longer.

Jason had a beautiful prayer but I was doing a bit of petitioning of my own..."Lord, make all who are here be blind and deaf to this row of chaos".

I asked Jason later," does it count as applause if your 8 year old is the one who begins the clapping?"

Just tell me, who claps for the benediction??

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Where is my hope?

Is it just me or is anybody else weary to the core of this election cycle? I will admit sometimes all I hear is "blah, blah, blah".

I do think there is much at stake here. Yet it seems like both sides feel equally as strong on their position. Somehow it seems like one of the more polarizing elections. Even dividing some Christian circles.

I have been thinking…

Here are my thoughts:

Do I really believe that either candidate is going to fix the real problems with our country(world)?

Do I really believe that hope lies within a man?

Do I really want to see God move in this nation even if it is uncomfortable for me?

Am I so worried about my own self that I have forgotten that this may be an opportunity to pour the hope of our Savior into another's life?

How am I prepared to be the light I have heard about since womb life?

On November 4, I will go, and vote my convictions but that isn't the real solution at all. No matter who is elected,

Our God still Reigns.

He is the hope to the nations.

He is the one who sits in heaven with earth as is his footstool.

He will not sit wringing his hands wondering what to do next.

My trust is not in what I have or hope to have. They can take everything from me but they can't take my hope, or my reward, it isn't here anyway!

We have had life pretty posh. Maybe now is the time when we can actually practice the Faith, and Trust, that we've heard all these years. This is the moment we can choose to let the peace of God fill and rule our hearts and minds.
This hymn was on my lips today.

When Peace like a river attendeth my way

When sorrows like sea billows roll

Whatever my lot, thou has taught me to say

It is well, it is well with my soul.

It is well, with my soul

It is well, it is well with my soul!

And Lord haste the day

When my faith shall be sight

The clouds be rolled back as a scroll

The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend

Even so it is well, it is well with my soul

It is well, with my soul

It is well, it is well with my soul.


I have been tagged...8 answers to these questions

8 things I did yesterday:
1. Took the kids to school
2. Blogged
3. Got my neck adjusted
4. Wrote a thank you note
5. Picked up Jalen from dodge ball
6. Went to Malaina's volleyball game
7. Made tomato soup for dinner
8. Spent a little time reflecting for the last time at my mom and dad's house

8 Favorite places to eat:
1. Papa Vinos
2. Bonefish
3. Panera Bread
4. Cheesecake Factory
5. OutBack
6. Chili's
7. El Camino
8. Bubba Gumps(Navy Pier)

8 Favorite TV Shows:
1. American Idol
2. Fox and Friends
3. If walls could talk
4. Paula Deen
5. Designing Cents
6. Nashville Star
7. I love Lucy
8. What not to wear

8 things I am looking forward to:
1. Heaven
2. Friday(my favorite day)
3. Perfection(HA)
4. Christmas(favorite holiday)
5. A new house
6. The end to this election madness
7. Relating to my kids as adult friends
8. Next Summer(love summer)

8 things on my wish list:
1. I wish everyone knew of Jesus love
2. I wish we could all just get along
3. I wish children wouldn't have to suffer
4. I wish I could go with Kim on her trip to Australia
5. I wish our state would not have such fridged winters
6. I wish our house would sell without having to show it over and over
7. I wish people would take responsibility for their own decisions.
8. I wish I could just watch a buns of steel video and get em.

Now I will tag you:

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

The Fire Station

I took a field trip with Sophia and her class to the firestation.

It was a walking field trip, and as we were leaving the grounds of the school, little Sophie tripped on a step and banged up her lip and chinL She got those graceful feet from me. Let's just say "dancin with the stars" isn't storming my door!

So I took her back into the school and we got an icepack. She and I ended up driving down to meet the rest of the class. Her little friends were concerned that she was okay. It is so sweet – I love the way little kids can be so caring for each other.

It was quite an experience for these little guys to see the big trucks. They had a lot of really important questions to ask the fireman like "Do you have a Dalmatian?" "What is that hose for"? "Can you help me with my coat"? "Can you slide down the pole"?

Here is Sophia's class…I really love this age. They sure are adorable.

I went on a Middle School field trip last year-

All I'm sayin is, give me the kindergartners any day of the week!

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

What does your purse say about you?

What Your Handbag Says About You

You tend to be relaxed throughout the day. You are naturally at peace.

You tend to be on high alert. You are very aware of your surroundings.

You are a low maintenance person. You can adapt to a variety of situations.

You are open and comfortable with who you are. You don't hide anything.

You are a very creative person. Your life tends to be a whirlwind, but you always seem to pull it together.

You are a very unique and special person. There's no one else who is anything like you.

Okay I don't know if this fits me exactly...But I'll go with it.

It doesn't say I am a materialistic, under disciplined, over shopped, spend-a-holic that has too many bags already-so I'm good.

The thing is.... I like all kinds of bags... I'm a girl right?

So...go see what your purse says about you then come back and tell me!

Monday, October 13, 2008

Apple Pie It's Comfort Food

Today I felt like Susie home maker....

I made yummy Sour Cream Apple Pie

I don't like to make this very often because although my intentions are good, my need to taste test the pie kicks in and I eat more then my share before I serve my family. It is a real downfall and needs to be stopped! Oh, you mean someone ate 1/4 of the pie? Really?

Here is the recipe if you are stronger then I.
2 eggs

1 C sour cream

1 C sugar

10 Tbsp flour/divided

1 tsp vanilla

1/4 tsp salt

3 C peeled and chopped apples

3 Tbsp butter - melted

1/4 C brown sugar

1 unbaked pie shell
Beat eggs. Add sour cream. Stir in sugar, 2 TBSP flour, vanilla, and salt, mix well. Stir in apples. Pour into pie shell. Bake at 375 for 15 minutes. Meanwhile combine butter, 8 Tbsp flour and brown sugar. Sprinkle on top of pie. Return to oven for 20-25 minutes or until filling is set. Left overs should be Refrigerated.

I'm not going to tell you what my plan is for breakfast!

In case you are clickin your tongue that I am not feeding these kids a healthy, well balanced meal I did serve a Mexican Special recipe I got from my friend Kim(family of 5). You can link over there to her site from the side bar.

What are some of your comfort foods?

Sunday, October 12, 2008


What? Not normal for me to be thankful to end my weekend...
Well, the weekend is almost over. I am glad to be on this side of the past 2 days! I really was not overly excited to see it come. But it was okay. It really I saying that too much that people won't believe me? I wonder....

The positives:

The weather was perfect. The food was great. The sale is over. Not too many emotional moments. Lots of extra family time. A campfire to laugh together and remember some old stories, wrapping it up with prayer.

Here are a couple of photos from the big day.

Some of the kiddos at the end of a long, long day for them
Here is mom and my aunt Fran

It was hard for the grand kids to see all these people taking grandpa and grams stuff. There were lots of faces and by the end of the day we had a couple of kids with melt downs.

In other news:
Jalen and Micah both had their last football games. Micah's was in the morning and Jalen's was at night under the stadium lights. His team ended the season undefeated. He was very excited to have his uncles, aunts and cousins come cheer him on.

And tonight I was just reminded how great our God really is. Jason suggested that after the kids were all ready for bed we take them out to the trampoline for our prayer time. We laid outside, bodies smashed together, under the beautiful sky talking about the stars and moon and how God had made it all! What an amazing display of art! What a fabulous creator! Detailed and designed perfectly. He is indescribable! How could I not trust him? His ways are so Perfect!

Funny quote tonight out under the stars:

Sophie: I see the big Ketchup

Me: You mean the "big dipper"?

Sophie: No I mean the big ketchup

(Okay, I'll let her Science teacher break it to her some day, for today it was cute....)

Friday, October 10, 2008

Your heart, Oh God

Our small group is going through an excellent study right now called "The Bait of Satan".
It has been so challenging and convicting to this chick.
It is a study on "offenses"... Will I bite when I am tempted to be offended by someone.
This past week the subject was on David. David sweet David, was chased by Saul for 14 years but because of Saul's anointing David would not dare touch him.
When all his persecution was over David wrote a love song for Saul. Wow!
NO One has chased me for 14 years trying to take my life and yet I can be offended on much lesser issues

Let's just say it never really crossed my mind to write those people love songs.

As I was reading this week I came across one of my favorite Psalms:


Hear O Lord, and answer me, for I am poor and needy.
Guard my life, for I am devoted to you. You are my God; save your servant who trusts in you. Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I call to you all day long. Bring joy to your servant, for to you, O Lord, I lift up my soul.
You are forgiving and good, O Lord, abounding in love to all who call to you. Hear my prayer, O Lord; listen to my cry for mercy.
In the day of my trouble I will call to you, for you will answer me. Among the gods there is none like you, O Lord; no deeds can compare with yours. All the nations you have made will come and worship before you, O Lord; they will bring glory to your name.
For you are great and do marvelous deeds; you alone are God.
Teach me your way, O Lord, and I will walk in your truth; give me an undivided heart, that I may fear your name. I will praise you, O Lord, my God, with all my heart; I will glorify your name forever. For great is you love toward me; you have delivered me from the depths of the grave.
The arrogant are attacking me, O God; a band of ruthless men seeks my life--men without regard for you. But you, O Lord, are a compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness. Turn to me and have mercy on me; grant your strength to your servant and save the son of your maidservant. Give me a sign of your goodness, that my enemies may see it and be put to shame, for you, O Lord, have helped me and comforted me.

Oh God, give me a heart like David's.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Where will you be...

Where do I want to be in 10 years from now….

Don't you love questions like this? I used to. I really liked to dream about what life would be like when I was a teen or in college. I would silently fantasize about a glamorous lifestyle. I loved to dream what my kids would look like and who my husband would be. But now…


I mean in 10 years I could potentially (pray not) be a grandma or maybe a mother in law. I'll be over ½ way to 50! Almost Menopausal. More wrinkly. My youngest driving. That is depressing(no offense to all my 50 something friends*** you guys rock!). I'm just sayin…

"where does time go"?

I thought I was somewhat obsessive about making goals, but any more I just want to pretend that life will go on like this forever. I know 5 years ago I would dream about life after all the kids were in school but now what? I've arrived and here I sit blogging.

Wasting away at my computer.

So maybe goals are just overrated. If I think that life is out there waiting to be obtained, I miss today. It really is easier to just fantasize about the future rather then livin it out.

Today I will do something that I have put off… Today I will make time for the ones I love…. Today I will sing out loud… Today I will try something new…Today I will take one step forward…

Today I will be grateful for my life.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Strained Fellowship

So lately Jason and I have been having some "strained fellowship". Can anyone identify with that? Over the past couple of weeks we have been so over extended that we hardly have time to look at each other let alone have any knock down, drag outs because, well there just isn't time.

But I knew it was coming....I could feel it stirring. It was just time to have a good one!

We went to see "fireproof" on Friday night. I was sitting there thinking, "I wonder if he saw that, awe, how sweet is that? Maybe if he tried the love dare we could be better." Basically "all about me thoughts". We talked on the way home about it but there was still unfinished business.

Then Sunday night we were able to hash it out. He talked about his issues with me for 3 minutes and 34 seconds and then it was my turn. I won't say how long I talked cause frankly it's just embarrassing, but I'm sure I covered everything all the way back to 1944. (seriously because I probably brought up something about his parents)

And I felt better. We kissed and made up and all is fine right?

Then Monday I came across a blog
Desiring to be Loved or Seeking to love...

The premise is simply am I seeking to love as much as I am needing to be loved?

Is that why I do things? So I can be loved? Ouch!

I wonder what would happen if I spent as much energy thinking about how I can love him, as I do worrying that he doesn't love me correctly.

Maybe I need to take the Love Dare.

Does that mean that I can't express needs? I certainly hope not, but if I spend more time thinking about his needs, I will be a more pleasant wife. Mostly a more pleasant everything.

If I do things to please people so they will love me I will slip into a black hole of misery. No one can love me perfectly all the time. So eventually I will be disappointed and then feel "unloved".

I know this stuff right? Now I need to get busy!

What ideas do you have to make your guy feel loved? (no TMI answers please:))

Sunday, October 5, 2008

A Walk down Memory Lane

I have a milestone event happening this week. My parents are, after 21 years, selling their house and having sale on their personal belongings. They built this beautiful house when I was 15. It was home to me...

I am so sad I have to say goodbye to this house that I love. I love it because it holds such a huge chunk of my life.

I have so many MEMORIES.... of bringing home friends, Many, Many, family events, Christmas's, birthday's, Easter Egg hunts,Gardening in mom and dad's amazing garden, fishing in the pond, campfires, fireworks, my old room, the smell of the house, the quiet, Serene feeling on their acreage,my sister's wedding reception, doing corn and applesauce,

This is the house I brought Jason to and each of my children one by one.

I don't always adapt to new things instantly. I have to sit with it for awhile. I remember similar feelings when I moved from the only other home I knew before this house. It seemed to me that as long as my parents still lived here there was a physical link to the past.

This summer we decided that since it would probably be our last summer here we had our annual family campout in mom and dad's back yard. My brother Jim and sis-in-law Shirley were responsible for planning it this year and they did a fabulous job....

Here are my 3 nutty brothers, sister and mom and dad

Since the summer games were coming up they planned the T***** Family Olympics! There were big ho la hoops for the Olympic rings.

Here is Dale, my uncle. He lit the torch to "Let the Games Begin"

We split into 3 teams and each team chose their own country. We were Poland(I think there were some trash talkin, politically incorrect, Pollock jokes tossed our way). Here is my team:

Not to toot my own horn but we did end up with the Gold-Nah, Nah, Nah Nah, Hey, Hey, Hey, Goodbye! We were awarded the Gold Medals!

Here were some of the events:

A timed obstacle course, beach towel volleyball, Frisbee relay, marshmallow toss, finding little plastic lizards in a big tub of foul smelling, too big to eat, shredded cucumbers. We played in the hot, hot sun for 3 blazing hours. What a memory!

Micah doing the barsDad Shooting at balloons

Tyler running after being spun around on the tire swing till he was so dizzy he could hardly walk in a straight line...Excuse me officer? No, I have not been drinking...And for lunch they made Chinese food because the Olympics were to be held in China! They thought of everything!

Here are my two adorable boys.

So you can tell we just have a great time back there at grandpa's house.

Why do all things have to change? I don't know except I guess I have come to the conclusion that it is inevitable. Just as summer gives way to fall so do "the days of our lives".

I have this lump in my throat and feel kind of stupid about it. I guess I just get all nostalgic about my childhood. I think it also makes me feel sad because I realize my parents are getting older and sometimes that frightens me.

Remember to make each day count for days turn into weeks and weeks to years. Today will determine what tomorrows memories will be.

What makes you feel nostalgic?