Our Life

We have moved

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Come join us on our new blog, Burst of Blessings.

Stay tuned

2009-03-23T15:32:00.001-04:00

I'm making some changes with my blog. Stay tuned!

A well-stocked pantry

2009-03-09T16:04:00.003-04:00

With the economy taking a ride on a massive roller coaster right now, do what you can to keep your costs under control. Start with your food budget. A stocked pantry allows you to cook at home which saves a lot of money. You also have the peace of mind that should the need arise; you have several weeks worth of food available to your family.

I have followed the ‘twin’ rule when stocking our pantry for years. I make sure to have 2 of everything.
Why?
1. Easier meal planning
2. I can purchase things when they are on sale instead of waiting until we are out (and having to pay full price)

Your pantry needs may vary but this is the typical list I keep on our pantry door.

Canned beans

Rice**

Flour**

cornmeal

Sugar (brown, powdered and white)

Cocoa powder

Baking soda*

Baking powder

Canned veggies (think nutrition merit when choosing…green beans beat corn)

Canned fruit (again, look at the labels)

Broth

Soups

Pasta

Nuts**

Tomato products

Evaporated milk

Peanut butter

Jelly

Honey

Tea/coffee

Bottled water

Oatmeal

Cream of wheat

Cereal

Jello

Seasonings

Canned fish/chicken

Crackers

Popcorn

Oils

Sauces/dressings

Salt*

Vinegar*

Potato flakes

Powdered milk

Potatoes/onions/garlic/squash (all will do well in a cool/dry location for extended period)

*These items can do several things around the house when it comes to cleaning and/or preservation.

**Items like flour, sugar and nuts can be purchased in bulk and stored in the freezer for even longer shelf life.

I do not cook with powdered milk or potato flakes but I keep them the pantry for ‘just in case’ items. The same for canned veggies (we prefer fresh or frozen). To eliminate waste, I keep an eye on the expiration date. If it is drawing near, and I have not opened the item, I donate it to the church food pantry. Which leads me to another idea – keep a Sharpie marker in your pantry. When you bring items in from the market; write the expiration date on the top of it for easy viewing. Remember to rotate oldest to newest on the shelf.

Make sure you keep a manual can opener tucked away for emergencies. If you lose power, you will be happy to have it! Along the same line, think about storing extra propane tanks for your grill or camping stove. If you lose the ability to use your kitchen appliances, the propane will allow you to cook for your family.

I'm ready

2009-02-02T12:13:00.001-05:00

for spring....

Can you relate?

2009-01-24T12:29:00.001-05:00

Ever feel like this? I do.

Downtown

2008-12-27T19:00:00.011-05:00

We are having a mini heatwave in December. It was 65 degrees today! Very odd, especially when you consider that one short week ago, we were under (literal) sheets of ice.

We decided to get out of the house and venture downtown for a bit. I wanted to play with my new camera and the kids wanted to get some exercise (and show off some new Christmas clothes).

This is the end result:

There are lots more but I think this will do for today.

I hope your Christmas was filled with joy, fellowship, and love.
God Bless.

Thanksgiving 2008

2008-11-27T05:52:00.001-05:00

Kids - elections - revelation

2008-10-17T16:28:00.002-04:00

We were talking today about the upcoming election.
Emily& Sarah (15, 14) are showing quite a bit of interest in the candidates and process. I turned to Emily and said, "You know, I like that you are paying close attention. Just think - in 2012 you get to vote for the first time. It is a big responsibility and quite exciting." She smiled and said, "Let's hope I have better choices in 2012." Ha. She is so my daughter!

Sarah blinked real quick and sat straight up before saying, "Hey. You know what?! I get to vote in the next election, too! Wow. I never thought about until today."
I snapped my head and did a quick count -- she was right!

It is all so very bittersweet. It also planted a deeper resolve in my heart to pray for our country, leaders, and community.

Fall

2008-10-16T13:46:00.002-04:00

Today I took the kids to a small farm stand down the road.
All of a sudden, certain trips in the van are no longer a chore but an art lesson using nature.
The kids loaded down their wagon with pumpkins, little hay bales, gourds, and mums (for their mum!)

Tomorrow - a walk through Schoaff Park. Hopefully I will remember the camera this time!

March 4, 1801

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"Almighty God, Who has given this good land for our heritage; We humbly beseech Thee that we may always prove ourselves a people mindful of Thy favor and glad to do Thy will.
Bless our land with honorable ministry, sound learning, and pure manners.
Save us from violence, discord, confusion, arrogance, and from every evil way.
Defend our liberties, and fashion into one united people, the multitude brought hither out of many kindreds and tongues.
Endow with Thy spirit of wisdom those whom in Thy name we entrust the authority of government that there may be justice and peace at home and that through obedience to Thy law, we may show forth Thy praise among the nations of the earth.
In time of prosperity fill our hearts with thankfulness and in the day of trouble, suffer not our trust in Thee to fail; all of which we ask through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen."

~Thomas Jefferson
Washington, D.C.

*words and punctatuation original

I Am From

2008-09-30T15:24:00.003-04:00

Zoar Valley, Western New York

I Am From

I am from a small town where the cows outnumber the people – where there are just as many bars as there are churches.

I am from old houses with wood banisters, great-grandmother’s bed, and kitchen tables covered with jars of strawberry jam.
I am from the blackberry bushes, concord grape vines, and crab-apple trees.

I am from stubborn women and defiant men.

I am from “Don’t come home until it is dark outside” and “Do as I say, not as I do.”

I am from the church my parents were married in.
I am from “Jesus loves you” and confused hearts.

I am from pastures, streams and trees – home to farmers, factory workers, and tired dreams.
I am from Friday night fish frys and curly Q french fries.

I am from the World War II service of my grandparents.
I am from men who served in Vietnam.
I am from patriotic souls who understand the cost of freedom.

I am from heartache, turmoil, and adversity.
I am from determination, laughter, and strong work ethics.

I am from small wooden porches, picture lined hallways, dirt roads, and crazy family gatherings.

Vball pictures

2008-09-11T13:13:00.002-04:00

Wordless Wednesday

2008-09-03T15:30:00.000-04:00

Fun blog

2008-08-30T09:08:00.003-04:00

I am always on the look out for fun and creative kid centered blogs - mostly for crafts and activities. I use a lot of the ideas here at home, but more and more, I am taking the ideas with me to church. I have about 20 kids every Wednesday evening, age 5-12 that are hungry for action. We are also working on adding more craft centered learning to our Sunday morning program with 100+ children. I need inspiration!!

Enter the Crafty Crow - a fabulous compilation of fun crafts. Grab a drink and do some browsing. You (and your kids) will be blessed.

A beautiful bond

2008-08-21T14:52:00.006-04:00

This is a recent picture of my two oldest, Emily (15) and Sarah (14). I caught them in the middle of a talk after Sarah got home from gymnastics. I think the picture says so much.

It seems like only yesterday I was a young 23 year old heading to the hospital to have Emily. The labor was especially difficult and it took nearly 24 hours for her to arrive safely. I vowed to anyone that would listen that all future children would be adopted after the experience.

A short 8 months later I was pregnant with Sarah and eager to start the whole process all over again. God is merciful with a mother's memory.

I remember holding Sarah in my arms and having Emily burst into the hospital room, excited to see me, ambivalent to see her new sister. Emily was 17 months old. When it was time to leave the hospital I felt so many things -- mainly, "How in the world am I going to take care of two babies?" Little did I know what the Lord had in store for me in the years to come......

When I look at this picture I see so much. I see the little girls that once played dress up and tea party at their little pink table. I see first days of school. I see giggles from secrets only they share. I see genuine love and friendship. I see feisty attitudes and quick wit. I see dreams.
I see a forever bond.

I see His blessing (and I give thanks).

God is good

2008-08-12T10:51:00.004-04:00

Over the past few weeks, I have become acutely aware of how fast our children grow, learn, and love.

I enjoy motherhood with all of its blessings and challenges. I wouldn't change places with anyone in the world. I have been called to a wonderful place.

The source of all goodness, of course, is God, and God can't wait to pour his goodness on all of us - every single day. Praises! I don't have to wait for heaven to get the full power of God's love and mercy. Every day when I tend to the kids, run them around town, help with schoolwork, and watch them play, I enjoy the goodness of God. Every time I settle a squabble, wipe a tear, hold a hand, give a hug or wave good-bye, I touch His goodness.

I am a mother. I am blessed. I have seen the goodness of the Lord in my life.

I will praise you forever for what you have done; in your name I will hope, for your name is good. I will praise you in the presence of your saints. Psalm 52:9

A special day

2008-08-05T11:38:00.006-04:00

.....18 years ago I went on a blind date at the urging of a good friend. I almost backed out several times. I was tired of the dating scene and had heard my fair share of blind date horror stories.

I kept my word to my friend and showed up at her place. I waited.

The door opened up.

He smiled. I smiled.

We spent the whole day together. We were in Seal Beach, CA. It was a picture perfect summer day. We spent time at a beach volleyball tournament and had lunch out at Ruby's Diner on the pier.

We went to the movies that evening and thanked our friends for knowing us better than we knew ourselves.

He kissed my cheek and promised to call in a few days.

3 months later, on a bay dock just down the street from his apartment, we became engaged.

We were married one year later (November 16, 1991).
We have been blessed.

God's peace

2008-08-04T07:54:00.002-04:00

"The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is my strength of my life;
of whom shall I be afraid?"
Psalm 27:1 KJV

The summer has been crazy busy. A lot of the plans for quiet and relaxation have yet to occur. I'm beginning to think they may be a distant dream at this point.

Raising a family is challenging. Family, friends, and media have told us how challenging a mother's job can be...

"There goes sleep." "Ha. Wait until she grows up." "Privacy is long gone." "Paying for college will take massive sacrifices." "Your life will never be your own."
"Marriage will change." "Well, what did you expect with so many kids?"

As if we didn't know these things to be true -- but so what? I know that motherhood is the toughest job I'll ever love - yes, even the challenges.

I find myself leaning on the Lord more and more these days. I need His infinite wisdom, grace, and mercy. I pray for a quiet spirit and peace of mind. I pray for the hearts of my children. I pray for discernment when I look at the family calendar.

With God in our corner as we raise and love our children, no situation is too complicated. God is the rock of my life. Yes, being a mother can be tough - but it's also a job filled with joy, especially when I trust God to work all things for good.

As I sit here in the quiet house, sipping on hot coffee and awaiting the first rush of feet on the stairs, I am reminded of the great joy I experience on a daily basis. Yes, there are challenges but when I allow myself to breath and look around - what an honor He has bestowed upon me.
It's all good. It's all God.

"I will praise you forever for what you have done; in your name I will hope, for your name is good. I will praise you in the presence of your saints."
Psalm 52:9 NIV

Expectations

2008-08-01T11:24:00.006-04:00

I am re-reading Do Hard Things: A Teenage Rebellion Against Low Expectations, this time with our oldest, Emily.

I blogged about this book a few months ago. I think it is should be put in to the hands of every teenager, parent, church member, and teacher.

page 36

"With all this money and attention focused on teens, the teen years are viewed as some sort of vacation. Society doesn't expect much of anything from young people during their teen years -- except trouble. And it certainly doesn't expect competence, maturity, or productivity. The saddest part is that, as the culture around them has come to expect less and less, young people have dropped to meet those lower expectations. Since most of us have grown up surrounded by these low expectations, meeting them is like breathing to us -- we never give it a thought. And we never realize what we've lost.

As one education expert put it, "Our ceiling for students is really much closer to where the floor ought to be." Think about that. The most our society expects from teens is really much closer to the least we should expect. Does that strike you as extreme?"

page 39

"It's almost gotten to the point that people expect less of teenagers than they do of toddlers. Think about it. Why do babies, with inferior motor skills, reasoning ability, and physical strength, experience nearly 100 percent success in overcoming difficult challenges, while teens often falter?
Well, one is expected, and the other is not.

Why does every healthy baby learn to walk while very few teenagers have learned to dance?
One is expected, and the other is not.

Why does every healthy baby overcome communication barriers by learning to talk while very few teenagers overcome barriers between themselves and their parents by learning to communicate?
One is expected, and the other is not.

The truth is that all of us are susceptible to low expectations.
Once we have satisfied the minimum requirements, we tend to stop pushing ourselves."

"Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity."
1 Timothy 4:12

When expectations are high, we strive to meet them. When expectation are low, we tend to drop to meet them. What does the Bible say?

"Brothers, stop thinking like children. In regard to evil be infants, but
in your thinking be adults."
1 Corinthians 14:20

Right now, we have too many people living according to society standards.

Be mature in evil, but in your thinking, be childish.

Look around your own community for glaring examples. It hurts.

Being the church

2008-07-28T08:58:00.005-04:00

Yesterday, after morning service, our church held Community Day. We invited the surrounding area to join us for (free) lunch, live music, games, fellowship and school supplies (if needed).

It was a raging success. Our church is an old elementary school building, right in the middle of a neighborhood. In fact, because of our low key appearance, a lot of people don't realize we are a church unless they stop and look for the modest signs. Still, we have been in this location for many years and have done amazing ventures for Christ.

I was so proud of our church yesterday. Most of the family stayed after service and pitched in to help promote a successful event. It took a lot of willing hands (and hearts)!

We fed hundreds. We talked to hundreds. We shared with hundreds. We helped hundreds.

It was a reminder that the building we use for worship, fellowship, and service is called a church, but it is we, the followers, that are the true church. Our faith was put into action for His glory.

To quote one of our pastors, "It is good-stuff!"

The entire law is summed up in a single command:
"Love your neighbor as yourself."
Galatians 5:14

Strength

2008-07-22T13:30:00.004-04:00

We have returned from the funeral. It was held in a large Catholic church (which brought back memories of my own childhood). The church was packed -- with standing room only in the back. It was a beautiful tribute to a darling little boy.

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Matthew 5:4

Lisa, Charlie's mom, was a pillar of faithfulness and strength. Through her sorrow, she shared hugs and love with those around her. She said, "Charlie was a beautiful gift from the Lord. He was cherished in our family. Now, we hand Charlie back to the Lord with special thanksgiving for his precious life." It was both heartbreaking and beautiful to watch her kiss and touch her baby for the final time before the casket was closed. My heart broke into a million little pieces.

The funeral procession was 200 cars deep and the sun shone bright as the priest cast his final blessings on Charlie's resting place.

Thank you for praying over this family. It is a comfort. If they should come to mind in the following days, please lift them in prayer.

Now the healing begins.

In memory

2008-07-21T21:10:00.006-04:00

Charles "Charlie" David Schenkel
2006-2008

We received heartbreaking news today that a sweet family friend lost their precious 22 month old son over the weekend. Charles "Charlie" Schenkel was with family and friends on Saturday, enjoying a summer party, when he accidentally drown in the swimming pool.

Charlie was an active, adorable, lovebug of a little boy and he brought a smile to all that met him.
He was the youngest of 11 children. He is survived by his daddy (Dave), mommy (Lisa), David Jr., Luke, George, Adam, Amanda, Gracie, Claire, Lucy, Sylvia, and Marie. His loving grandparents are also left to mourn, as well as numerous aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends.

Claire, Charlie's big sister, is on Sarah's gymnastic team. During practice tonight, the girls sat together and prayed for Claire and her family. It was touching to watch.

As mothers to large families -- Lisa and I shared laughs, tips, and many hours on gym bleachers, waiting for the girls. My heart breaks for this wonderful family. My mind can not comprehend the pain they most be experiencing at this moment.

Tomorrow morning, Sarah and I will attend the funeral. Funerals are difficult enough but when it is a child involved, well.....there are no words.

If you are reading this entry, please take a moment to pray over the Schenkel family. They are very devout in their faith and I know it would touch them deeply. Thank you.

A mother's identity

2008-07-21T10:33:00.002-04:00

"Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow on your wings. My soul
clings to you; your right hand upholds me."
Psalm 63:7-8 NIV

As a mother, we are many things.
We are a friend, a caregiver, lover, and provider.
We are a teacher, referee, and a taxi-driver. We are an organizer, cheerleader, and champion.
We meal plan, grocery shop, dish wash, mend, and cook.
We do all things great and good.

The hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
- W. R. Wallace

We have been touched by God's goodness. We have been chosen to be among a group of God's people - mothers. God has placed a special kind of love in our heart. It is the love without end; it is a love that grows with each child. It is the love that marks us as God's chosen one. It is the love we share with our children in various capacities.

We are mothers, chosen by God's love.

Her children arise up, and call her blessed.
- Proverbs 31:28

Friday free-for-all

2008-07-18T12:21:00.005-04:00

:: dusts off the keyboard ::
I'm back.

I didn't plan on taking a blogging break but it appears that that is exactly what happened.

I don't really have a set topic to discuss. Instead, I will give a quick run-down on the house happenings. I know far away family, friends, and others may appreciate the info.

Here goes...
1. Jeff is recovering nicely from leg surgery. He had to have two outpatient procedures done to remove bad veins and blood clots. We are happy to have the ordeal behind us and praise God for safety and healing.
2. I do not like Midwest humidity.
3. Sarah had a sleep over at the gym to kick off their upcoming gymnastic season. Imagine, if you will, 18 girls and 2 coaches, running crazy in a very large gym, full of fun equipment. They did not sleep one wink. Seriously, she never unrolled her sleeping bag. She was there from 4:45 to 7:30 the next morning.
4. The van decided to make a trip to the mechanic. It was a large repair. We actually thought about ditching the van and getting something new, but we couldn't find a 2006/07 re-sale in the area that would seat all of us. Oh well.
5. We are making plans for a nice family vacation next May. I know it sounds far off, but with our size and time restraint, planning is a good thing. Our niece is graduating in May so we are heading to Virginia. While there, we will stay at Great Wolf Lodge -- visit Williamsburg and Monticello before heading over to Staunton for the graduation. It should be a nice time.
6. We are considering a trip up to Buffalo for Thanksgiving this year. It will depend on Jeff's schedule. New York family reading --- we will be in touch soon!
7. Speaking of Jeff, he received a promotion at work. It goes into effect August 1. So proud of him!
8. I dislike the humidity of Midwest summers.
9. Our VBS program at church was outstanding! We had a blast. We are having Community Day the end of this month. We will have live music, food, games, and school supply giveways to the surrounding neigborhood children.
10. I forgot how rough it can be potty-training a puppy. Kids are MUCH easier in this respect.
11. Talk about far off plans...but I am so excited -- Jeff is taking me on a Caribbean cruise for my 40th birthday (in 2010). The plans are already underway. I figure if I have to turn 40, this is the way to do it! :-)
12. Christmas is 160 days away. My kids are counting.
13. I really dislike Midwest summer weather.
14. The end.

Now I will try to catch up on my blogging buddies....
Blessings to you!

God Bless America

2008-07-04T08:35:00.004-04:00

Here's a bit of trivia for you.
Our actual date of independence is July 2, 1776.
It was on that date that our Founding Fathers, the Continental Congress, voted to be independent, knowing full well the turmoil ahead for our beloved country.

July 4, 1776 is the day the Declaration was signed by the congress.
It is said that John Hancock wrote his smack dab in the middle of the document in very large font so that the King would not miss his name.
Thus, the saying, "Put your John Hancock on this line, sir."

Happy Birthday, America!

Wordless Wednesday

2008-07-02T15:30:00.002-04:00

His name is Sullivan - Sully for short.
He needed a forever home. I am weak.
He is a tiny little lovebug.

The End.

Happy Birthday to you - Happy Birthday to you...

2008-06-30T11:49:00.002-04:00

Sarah turns the big 14 today.
We love you, baby.
Happy Birthday!

Wordless Wednesday

2008-06-25T15:39:00.003-04:00

Saturday strawberries

2008-06-21T13:09:00.002-04:00

From this...

To this....(there are 12 other jars out of photo range)

Makes for a happy family but messy kitchen!

Have a blessed weekend.

Congrats!

2008-06-19T13:27:00.003-04:00

Emily made the varsity team!
She just found out this evening.
First game -- August 18.

Congrats, #28! We are so very proud of you.
Time to rock the court!

Wordless Wednesday

2008-06-18T13:05:00.003-04:00

After a recent storm, we were rewarded with a double rainbow.

The makings of a good father

2008-06-16T08:51:00.007-04:00

I pray all of the families out there in blog-land had a peaceful Father's Day with their loved ones.
We spent the morning at church, where our pastor hit it out of the ball park with his Father's Day message, and the rest of the afternoon relaxing, playing and smiling. Perfect.

Part of the reason I keep this blog is for posterity. I have failed miserably at keeping a written journal so it is my hope that this blog will act as a memoir of sorts. What was I thinking? How did I react? What made me smile? What made me cry? How did my walk with the Lord change my heart and mind?

While watching Jeff yesterday, my heart swelled with love and joy. He has such caring spirit. He finds comfort in the smile of others. He is happiest when he is surrounded by those he can care for, showing love and tenderness. When the saying, "He wears his heart on his sleeve" was penned, they had Jeff in mind.

Yesterday, as part of the Father's Day service, our pastor asked Jeff to read a fun and colorful story to the church children. The pages were scanned to the big screen and a microphone was placed in Jeff's hand, with all of the beautiful children of our church family sitting at his feet. It was at that moment my heart nearly burst. I kept saying, "Thank you thank you thank you" to the Lord above. I am kicking myself for not bringing the camera to service yesterday. It was a small thing (reading from a children's book) but the beauty of it all was not lost. (edit - God Bless a church brother for snapping this picture)

One day, my children will come back to this entry and I want them to recall their father's deep laugh, sweet dimples, and sincere efforts to bring joy to his family and those around him. If I were to ask 10 people what makes a great dad, I'm sure to receive 200 different answers. These are my 3 answers. Just 3.

1. A good dad prays. Often.
2. A good dad keeps trying. He does not give up. He does not walk away. When he makes a mistake, he makes amends and gets back on the right path. While on the path, he is careful to stay in step with the Lord.
3. A good dad loves his wife with wild abandonment. I pray that my sons watch with a careful eye to see how Jeff treats me with tenderness, respect, and unconditional love. For if they do, they will know the wonders of a happy marriage. For my daughters, I pray that they find a man who matches their dad in character, devotion, and patience. By doing so, they will know the joy of being in a cherished marriage.

Have a blessed day.

Flag Day

2008-06-14T12:07:00.003-04:00

The National Anthem sung by the Cactus Cuties

Storms

2008-06-13T08:17:00.004-04:00

As most of you have heard, the Midwest is being hit by severe storms, especially in Iowa.
Remember them in prayers.

Here in NE Indiana, we are becoming more and more water logged. The storms roll through with an annoying frequency, bringing a lot of rain in a short amount of time. Pair that with damaging winds and fierce lightning and you have a whole mess of chaos.

This past Monday, Paige and I were out for a mom/daughter time. We dropped Sarah off at gymnastics and headed over to Barnes and Noble at the mall. The moment we stepped into the store, rain began to fall. In a matter of minutes, the sky was black and the wind whipped through the parking lot. It was so bad, at one point, you couldn't even see out the store window.
This was no regular Midwest summer storm, this one was here to cause trouble.

I could feel Paige tense up as she moved closer to my side, reaching for my hand. I looked down at tears in her eyes. I leaned over and whispered a prayer in her ear and squeezed her hand. We decided to walk to the back of the store and find a book to keep us occupied. While walking, the employees of the store instructed everyone to move away from the front doors and windows for the time being. Security guards were asking people to not leave the store and/or mall.

Now I wanted to cry.

My mind raced to Jeff and the kids. I knew they were safe at home. I knew Paige and I would be safe at the store (there are tornado shelters located throughout the mall). Sarah? What about Sarah? She was around the corner in a large metal industrial building at gymnastics.

I tried to call the gym. No answer. I found myself praying the universal prayer, "Father, help me. I'm slipping into worry and fear." I took a deep breath, recited Jeremiah 32:17, and tried to call Jeff. Thankfully, he answered immediately. He had been trying to get through to us but the storms were obviously messing with the phone systems. He had just called the gym and the coaches pulled all of the girls off the floor and they were safe in the back enforced rooms of the the building.

I looked at my watch. It felt like forever but only 3 minutes had passed. The rain was pounding the building. The lights were flickering. The thunder was deafening. The dark ominous wind was still covering the parking lot. I tried to keep Paige occupied with several books, "Hey, look at this one. This was my favorite. Oh, this looks fun. Do you like this cover? Would you like to help me find this author?" She played along with my game but I knew I was *this* close to having a curly haired, sobbing daughter on the floor if things didn't improve quickly.

And then it happened. A small group of teens walked by, laughing and yelling, "Tornado. Tornado. Bring it. We're all gonna die."

Paige began to cry, hard. I hugged her tight and prayed over her. Why did the teens do that? Do they really think they were being funny? Would God understand if I would have beat them senseless with a nearby encyclopedia?

And just like that, the rain stopped. The wind quieted. I peeked around the corner and looked outside. It was clear. YAY! Paige and I went about the business of finding a book and enjoying dinner.

Before picking up Sarah we decided to visit the Christian bookstore. While driving, I realized that all of the stop lights in the area were out. A lot of businesses were dark. "The storm must have knocked out power for this area," I thought. We continue to the small strip mall where the Christian store is located and I realize that everything, minus Walmart, it dark and empty. I drive through the lot, thinking we will have to visit the store another time and what do we see? In the midst of all the darkness, there is light. The Christian bookstore was bright and open. They were not affected by the storm.

Isn't that cool? Isn't that a lot like life? In the midst of the darkest storm, Christ shines bright.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-06-11T12:19:00.003-04:00

Summer lunches under the front maple.

Pretty purple planter in the front garden. The angel statue was given to me by my sweet Aunt Mary Beth.

Home-grown simplicity

2008-06-09T14:39:00.006-04:00

Fluffy peonies in a sundae dish......

Pretty pink peonies in a mason jar...

More on hospitality

2008-06-07T14:46:00.004-04:00

A few books for insight and inspiration:

1. Real Love for Real Life: The Art and Work of Caring

2. Practicing Hospitality: The Joy of Serving Others

3. Making Room: Recovering Hospitality As a Christian Tradition

4. Radical Hospitality: Benedict's Way of Love

Hospitality

2008-06-06T10:48:00.003-04:00

Yesterday, we had a team meeting at church. We found ourselves discussing hospitality. Hospitality is such a forgotten word in today's busy world. That is a shame.

I am reminded of Mary and Martha from the book of Luke. While Martha was rushing around making things presentable for, Jesus -- Mary found herself at His feet, eager to learn. Admittedly, I identify with Martha on most days, but I can recognize the beauty of Mary's reaction. She simply wanted to look into His eyes and hear His words. She was available. When Martha shared her bewilderment with the Lord, he replied, "Mary has chosen what is better..."

If we are to treat our church as a second home, we must treat every person that enters through the doors as a cherished guest. How do you welcome a friend into your personal home? Do you keep their comfort in mind? Present your finest items? Put on your best attitude? Give them your undivided attention? The same concept should apply within the church building.

It is important to take the time to smile, hug, and listen to those in our home. The best wine glasses will never replace the loving embrace of a friend. A well prepared dinner tastes better when it is shared with a smiling host. In the Bible, how many times did Jesus bring joy through a touch or willingness to listen?

One of the pastors at our church is equated with hugs and smiles. He makes it his personal goal to hug as many people as possible each and every day. For some people, his hug may be the only human touch they receive all week. Humbling, yet powerful.

Last Sunday, I had the privilege of praying with a sister in Christ. She was weary. She needed a word of encouragement. She desired a warm hug. She wanted to be heard. Within a few minutes, her tears turned to a smile and she knew that she mattered, not only to God, but to me. Isn't that what we all want to hear from time to time?

She found me on Wednesday and said, "Kim, thank you. Today is a good day." Awesome! I hugged her and said, "Friend, thank-you." She may not realize it, but by allowing me to be a blessing, she blessed me in return. Funny how that happens, yes?

Go be a blessing.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-06-04T14:06:00.009-04:00

Emily's summer project in preparation for this fall.

Looking back --- impact

2008-05-30T14:56:00.015-04:00

I received an email from a wonderful woman today. It was a short note of friendship and prayer. This woman is extra special because she is the pastor's wife of our former church home, a beautiful compilation of God's family in a building called, Amazing Grace.

I've heard from, Mrs. Schaal several times over the years but for some reason her note today brought tears to my eyes. After thinking about it, the reason is quite simple....I miss her. I find myself looking back today. Normally I don't like to get caught up in that act but.......

We had made plans to leave Southern California years prior but the Lord didn't pave the way until June 2000. The job literally fell into Jeff's lap and the doors were flung wide open. From interview to moving truck, it was a 4 week process. We bought a house during that time as well. Controlled chaos.

We went from the crowded craziness of Orange County, CA to the quiet, mountain rimmed community of Twin Falls, ID - population: 35,000. We knew no one. Jeff, myself and girls were on a life-changing adventure. Little did we know what kind of adventure......... Perhaps the name of the town should have been a clue (Twin Falls)? The name of our new church should have served as another clue (Amazing Grace).

In California we were members of Saddleback Church, home of the author, Rick Warren. It is a large church with several weekend services. If I remember correctly, the average weekend attendance soared around 5,000. I'm told that number is higher now. It was at Saddleback that Jeff made the decision to walk with Christ and for our 7th wedding anniversary, we were both baptized, side by side. For all the wonder of Saddleback, it was an imposing place. It was easy to get lost in the shuffle and hype. We are forever grateful for the teachings of Pastor Warren and Lee Stroebel, but we knew we wanted something more familial and intimate for our next church home.

Enter Amazing Grace, a small church with a tall steeple right down the street from our new home. From the moment we walked into the foyer, we felt love. This wasn't just any community church -- this was a building of believers, not only in Christ, but in one another. There were smiles, hugs, laughs and an eagerness to form relationships. If you left that building feeling lonely or unloved, you must have been wearing blinders and/or a coat of quills.

Shortly after getting settled in the new town we discovered I was pregnant. We were thrilled. A new baby for our new adventure. By this time, Jeff had joined the church choir (he has a beautiful deep voice), I had become a Daisy leader, and the girls were adjusting to new friends and schooling. After a men's group meeting at church, Jeff teased me that I was having twins. I slapped him on the arm and rolled my eyes. He just laughed and said, "I don't know, Kim. I can't put my finger on why exactly, but I really think it is true. Call it a whisper from God."

The next day I began bleeding. Because I had been planning on a home birth with a midwife, I didn't have a doctor in town. I called a friend from church and asked for a recommendation of a caring OB. I called his office and was able to see him that afternoon. On the way to the office I stopped by the clinic to see Jeff, who wanted to come with me, but was stuck in a state inspection. He hugged me tight and said, "Everything is going to be OK. I know it." and rubbed my tummy and said, "You two need to be nice to your mom." I got upset and said, "Jeff! It isn't funny. We may have lost the baby and you are talking about twins. Please stop." He kissed me and sent me on my way.

It's a good thing I was laying down for the ultrasound. Jeff was right. I was in shock. My placenta was in a weird place, thus causing the bleeding. I won't go into the pregnancy story, but even after 14 weeks of bedrest and several preventative measures, the boys still arrived early. They were born at 32 weeks, weighing 4.3 and 4.13. About an hour after the boys arrived, my door opened slightly and Mr. and Mrs. Schaal (pastor and wife) were there, smiling and clapping. They had come from evening service, where they lifted the boys and I in prayer during delivery. They stayed only a short time but left a mighty impact on my heart.

Backing up a bit, it was during my bedrest time that my new church family showed me their angel wings. I have never experienced such pure love from non-relatives before. Very basic, but important needs were attended to with care. I remember looking out the window one afternoon to 3 teen-age boys riding up in their truck loaded down with lawn equipment, prepared to take care of everything so Jeff could rest a bit. My freezer was stocked with casseroles. My hands were held in prayer. My girls were loved on by other moms and teen-age girls.

Back to the boys - all was running along as smoothly as possible until day 10. Jacob contracted a horrible virus and needed to be life-flighted up to Boise, over 2 hours away by car. Jeff called the men of church and within minutes, we were surrounded by loving prayer warriors. We were instructed to call pastoral care 'just in case' for Jacob. Through tears, we watched as Pastor Lynn lovingly, yet with deep conviction, placed his hands on Jacob and prayed. I will never forget that moment. Ever.

Jeff and I headed to Boise, praying the whole way that our son would still be alive when we arrived. Caleb had to stay behind. Mrs. Schaal, the pastor's wife, lovingly volunteered to sit with Caleb every 3 hours. What comfort that was to me during a horrifying time. Just knowing that her loving arms were cradling him while whispering prayers over his tiny body allowed me to concentrate on Jacob.

Before it was all said and done, both boys ended up in Boise. I was alone in a big city, dealing with NICU babies. The Ronald McDonald house was my 'home' (a very wonderful organization, by the way). Amazing Grace called their sister church in Boise and several times a week I would find someone waiting for me in the family room, open to prayer and errand running. What a gift.
After 34 long days, the boys and I headed back to our real home.

A few Sundays later, the boys and I found ourselves surrounded in the community room. Little did I know, a baby shower had been planned. The ladies formed a circle around us and for the next 2 hours, the boys were lavished with heartfelt gifts, prayer and song. A cherished memory, for sure. The next week, with one boy in the arms of Jeff and the other in Pastor Schaal's arms, they were dedicated. I have pictures of Pastor Schaal nuzzling Jake's head that still brings tears to my eyes.

When the boys were 5 months old, Jeff was faced with the news that the clinic was closing. Because it was a small town, job opportunities were severely limited. We prayed for answers. Within a month, one was sent. Our time in Idaho was to come to an end. We were heading to Indiana, much to our surprise.

With an overly optimistic mind set, we put the house on the market, fully expecting it to sell quickly. Jeff was set to start his new job in 7 weeks. The house didn't sell. The day arrived - Jeff left for Indiana, leaving the kids and I in the house, hopeful it would sell 'soon.'
During that time, we stayed connected to church and once again, the church loved like Christ. They were my lifeline.

The 'soon' turned into 4 months and I was on the proverbial edge. I remember calling Jeff and crying, "I don't care about the money. I don't care about the house. Come get us now, please. It was a mistake to separate the family over a house. I can't do this by myself." Within a week, the moving trucks were in the driveway and we were on our way to Indiana.

Our last Sunday at church was emotional. I wasn't excited about moving. I was overwhelmed. We had been through so much in just under 2 years. I didn't understand why the Lord had put us in this beautiful place for such a short time. I was a tired woman longing for answers.

We arrived in Indiana, set up house in a tiny rental, and proceeded to get acclimated. Within a week, the Idaho house sold, which was a major relief. It was as if God was saying, "See. If you would have given up control all along, I could have shown you my plan much sooner."
Lesson learned.

We have been in Indiana for almost 6 years now. The first 12-18 months were rough. My attitude was not right and my heart was not content. With time and His mercy, it now feels like home. We have been incredibly blessed in this town. We have a new church family. Our roots run deep. We'll save that story for another day since this post has grown exceedingly long.

Before closing - I am left with the word, impact.
One definition of the word is - to drive or press closely or firmly into something; pack in.

Amazing Grace understood this word with precision. Whether it was through sound Biblical teaching, a warm smile, understanding hug, warrior-like prayer or acts of service, Amazing Grace had a multi-generational impact on our family. With their tender touch and Biblical example, they have equipped my family in ways I am still learning. In those 2 years, we learned more about God's grace than any study could ever teach.

I am off to write a note to Mrs. Schaal. Do you have a person and/or community location that impacted your life? Tell them today. Honor their impact by continuing the cycle. Who can you love? Who can you teach? Who needs a smile today? It all starts with one person. Let it be you.

Five on Friday

2008-05-30T10:35:00.003-04:00

1. The kids have their end of season dance recital tomorrow. They have worked so hard on this project. I can't wait to see the end result. The recital will be held at the beautiful Scottish Rite Center.
2. I have started drinking green smoothies every morning for the past 6 days. Wow. What a great way to start the day! My cravings have all but disappeared and my skin is much smoother. My current favorite is kale/spinach/banana/walnuts and honey. I know it may sound kinda 'out there' but really, it is very refreshing.
3. Speaking of veggies - our garden is doing so well. The lettuce and peppers are especially happy out there. Now, if I could just keep the rabbits away without resorting to violence, all would be great!
4. Did I tell you about the game, Ticket to Ride? I think I did back around Christmas? We have really enjoyed playing this as a family. We are going to get some of the expansion packs this summer.
5. What is your church doing for VBS? We are doing SonWorld Adventure. We have been working on the decorations, back drops, etc. for a couple months now. I think it is going to be an amazing time for the children.

Have a blessed weekend.

Memorial Day

2008-05-26T08:23:00.002-04:00

Remember our heroes.

Just call me Dr. Doolittle

2008-05-25T16:38:00.006-04:00

Because six children, 2 dogs, one cat, one guinea pig, and one hamster JUST isn't enough.....

Meet little tiny, Bree. Bree is a lion dwarf bunny and the cutest darn critter I have ever seen -- so cuddly. Sarah has 4H plans for Bree.

This is Jess and Rory. They are my little lovies. They are very shy and quiet right now but I look forward to their sweet song filling the house soon.
Have a blessed day.

In memory

2008-05-22T08:49:00.004-04:00

Steven Curtis Chapman, a well known Christian artist, lost a precious gift - his 5 year old daughter, Maria.
May the comfort, mercy, and love of the Almighty bring peace to the family.

A May meme

2008-05-21T15:10:00.004-04:00

Tamara over on Noble Character tagged me for this spring-time meme. Thanks, Tamara!

Favorite person (outside family): Oh, I don’t think I could name just one person. I really do enjoy people and make friends easily.

I do have a very special place in my heart for my best friend, Gina. We have known one another since 7^th grade. We have been through the gamut of emotions and experiences. She lives in Japan now with her military hubby and 4 daughters. Thank goodness for email! Gina, if you are reading this -- hugs and smooches!

Favorite Food: I enjoy Mexican food the most. I have to say though, after living in Southern California, I have become spoiled. Try as they might, the folks here in Indiana just don’t get it quite right. There are few places that come kinda close, but I dream of the fresh corn tortillas from the little markets in Tustin. Fortunately, I have retained a few secrets and can make a mean batch of enchiladas and fresh salsa. I’m trying to learn how to make tamales, but they are a true art form.

Quirks about me: Perhaps my husband or children should answer this question? :: smirk ::

I have a wide range of music tastes. In my van right now you will find, in no particular order, Bon Jovi, Michael Buble, Reba McEntire, Toby Mac, Journey, Cece Winans, Chris Rice, Rascal Flatts, and various soundtracks (Notting Hill, Footloose and The Big Chill).

I start more than one book at a time. I finish them, too!

When I pump gasoline, I have to finish at a zero. I can’t have odd cents. This drives Jeff crazy. I don’t know why – it keeps the checking account neater.

I cannot stand dirty fingernails but I love to garden. Thank goodness for gloves and soap.

I can touch my tongue to my nose. The kids think this is so cool.

How would the person who loves you most describe you in ten words or less? (Ask them.) Jeff used the following words, “feisty, caring, intelligent, beautiful, devoted, crafty, passionate, busy, loving, and quick-witted.”

Any regrets in life? Yes, unfortunately. They happened long ago.

Favorite Cause/Charity: I feel deeply about many things. For a long time I was very involved in Le Leche League and peer support groups. I also did some work with preemie support networks. Now, I do what I can to help the community via our church ministries. We have a tremendous outreach for food, prayer and teaching. We also lend financial support to the USO.

Favorite Blog Recently: Oh, there are so many WONDERFUL blogs out there. I have a new favorite almost daily. Right now, I am really enjoying Pink Icing on the Cake and One Woman's Cottage Life.

Something you can't get enough of: Books, music, hugs, drives in the country.

Worst job you've ever had. It was my very first job at the ripe old age of 15. I worked at Taco Bell. I lasted 2 shifts. It was horrid. I smelled like an onion and looked ridiculous in the brown polyester clothes. I could tell you a few things to make you never want to go there again….

What job would you pay NOT to have. Hmmm….I don’t like stinky, gooey things so anything to do with garbage/sewers would keep me away. God Bless the hard-workers that do these jobs though!

If you could be a fly on a wall, where? I want to sit in Laura Bush’s office and follow her daily schedule. I would also like to sit in on a cabinet meeting with President Bush, C. Rice and other top leaders. What is really going on? I want to be in the backrooms of the Senate and try to figure out why they keep ignoring the will of the people on so many issues.

Favorite Bible verse right now:

“Trust in the Lord and do good; dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture. Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart.” Psalm 37:3-4

Guilty pleasure? Dark chocolate and red wine. Hey, they both harbor health benefits so it’s all good.

Got any confessions? If I could join the Amish district with relative ease – I would give it a whirl. What you wanted something juicier? Too bad. :: smirk ::

If you HAD to spend $1,000 on YOURSELF, how would you spend it? Super fun rental car and ROADTRIP! I would stop at all of the Starbucks, blare my music, take loads of pictures, and hunt down fabulous antiques.

Favorite thing about your house? The master bedroom/master bathroom. They are comfortable, pretty, and quiet. My bathroom has a big ol’ tub that is my personal retreat most evenings.

Least favorite thing about your house? I would love to be out in the country a bit more. I would also like a basement.

One thing you're bad at: Talking on the phone. I really don’t like doing it.

One thing you're good at: Loving and laughing

If you would change one thing about your circumstances, what? I pray daily that Jeff will have a more fulfilling work experience.

Who would you like to meet someday? Beth Moore, Condoleezza Rice, and Fred Thompson.

Who is your real life hero? You know, I don’t really have an answer to this question.

What is the hardest part of your job? The monotony can be very draining

When are you most relaxed? After a long bath and the house is quiet.

What stresses you out? When the house tasks get out of hand and I can’t get caught up easily. It is like a vicious cycle at times.

What can you not live without? My husband and children – knowing they are close and well.

Do you agree or disagree with the recent article that reported that blogs are authored by narcissists? In some ways, I agree. This medium has the ability to feed the hungriest of prides. Having said that, I think we all share the common goal of wanting to be heard, even if it is on a colorful blog entry. I think those that blog with caution and humility have an awesome ability to reach out in love, joy, humor and kindness.

Why do you blog? Initially, it was a great way to stay in touch with far away family/friends. I still believe that to be true, but in the last 18 months or so, it has become more of a personal journal/family timeline. I am lousy at keeping a written journal (though I keep trying) but for some reason, I have no trouble jotting down regular items on the blog. Once a month (or so) I print all of the entries and place them in a binder. It is a nice way to keep track of everything.

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I am terrible at tagging others but if you decide to do this meme -- let me know in the comment area so I can visit your blog. Thanks!

Team work = amazing results

2008-05-19T11:03:00.007-04:00

We had an odd thing happen this weekend. Everyone was home! We made the most of this valuable time and slipped on our team work caps. It is amazing how much the 8 of us can get done when we share the same goal.

We decided to put in a larger garden this year. Before, we had a small 6x6 square for tomatoes and herbs. It was nice. This summer, we are going bigger. Much bigger!

We started with lots of seeds about 6 weeks ago. We babied them daily. Here is Paige watering them several weeks ago.

Last weekend we started the tilling process. What back breaking work. Jeff and I took turns. We also let the kids help but the machine was loud and menacing, so they needed dad there to stabilize things. We tilled the area about 8 times. I found muscles that I didn't know existed.

This is what the area looked like when we were done tilling. We have a lot of clay in our soil which is not garden friendly. Jeff bought wood to raise the bed and we had 2 tons of dirt delivered to fill it. Yes. Two tons.

See? That is what 2 tons of dirt looks like in your driveway. All of that dirt had to be carted to the backyard. Shovels, wheelbarrows, and buckets were constant companions. The dirt arrived early Saturday morning. By 6 in the evening, every speck of dirt was placed in the veggie and/or flower gardens. We worked so well together! I am proud of the kids.

The raised veggie garden complete with seedlings in place is shown here. We have lettuce, corn, broccoli, tomatoes, peppers, green beans, squash, carrots, potatoes, cucumbers, beets, and onions. In the mound of dirt outside the bed, we have watermelon and pumpkins. I've never had success growing melons or pumpkins but the kids were insistent that we try. So, we are trying.

Yesterday I dug out this old wooden lounge chair from the garage. It is from our Belmont Shore days in California. It has seen better days. I sanded it down a bit, wiped it clean and primed it.

This is the end result. It looks great on the porch against the yellow house.

Behind the chair you can see our front flower garden. It lines the living room windows. All of the flowers in that bed are white or purple (I have a thing about coordinating my flowers). The big bush like plant you see is lavender. It smells so good. Look at these little guys --- you can't help but smile, right? Have a happy day!

Six word memoir

2008-05-16T08:38:00.003-04:00

Holy Mama! has a fun little meme for blogosphere folks. Write your personal memoir in 6 words.

Here is mine.
Saved by grace - thank you, Jesus.

Have a blessed day!

From my quiet time this morning

2008-05-13T08:17:00.002-04:00

During my Bible study, one of the ministry coaches handed out a sheet of paper on being a prayer warrior. It gave awesome tips on how to use the shield of faith and Word to stand against opposition. In an attempt to deal with a family relational issue - I was going through the process; searching the Bible and concordance for helpful scripture.

I was feeling frustration. Why is this so hard? I don't understand! I pushed everything away and put my head on the table and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath and mumbled the universal prayer, "God, help me."

And He did.

"Kim, I am not, 'I was.' I am not, 'I will be.' I am the great, 'I Am.'
Who am I to you? I know who you are to me."

God wins. Again.

Mom Day weekend

2008-05-10T14:41:00.005-04:00

When the kids were a bit younger, you would often hear me say, "Let's go ducklings - stay with momma." It always made me smile. I remember a few times, busting out in laughter when the boys would "QUACK" while grabbing for my hand. Precious times.
To this day, one of our favorite bedtime books is, Little Quack.

Have a blessed Mothers Day.

Cupcakes

2008-05-09T17:06:00.006-04:00

Bakerella inspired me with some of her cupcake creations last week.

Our Youth Group at church has a big talent show tonight. They are raising money for their Canada and Mexico mission trips. There will be lots of smiles and goodies.

We are taking these for the bake sale.....

I think they turned out pretty cute. My 9 and 11 year old free-handed the flower decorations which adds a touch of whimsy. The frosting is a thick, gooey butter/cream cheese mix.
Yum.

Have a happy weekend.

Have a teen? Know a teen? Read this book.

2008-05-08T11:56:00.006-04:00

Do Hard Things: A Teenage Rebellion Against Low Expectations

They reference 1 Timothy 4:12 for the base of this book.
This is the same scripture that Emily's volleyball team uses for building spirit and expectations.

"Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity."

The writers have launced a website called, The Rebelution.
Great stuff!

Indiana finally gets a vote!

2008-05-06T08:01:00.002-04:00

I just got home from voting.
We sure do have a late primary, huh?

Where am I on the obedience scale?

2008-05-03T10:48:00.004-04:00

Have you noticed that a lot of Christians submit willingly to Biblical guides that fit our habits but are fearful (or lazy!) when it comes to issues that may challenge or inconvenience us?
We have a way of rationalizing our thinking when it comes to this issue.

I was lead to Romans 12 this morning. The Lord had a lot to say. I found myself in a posture of repentance, almost immediately.

Lord, help me tip my scale back to your perfect will.

Five on Friday

2008-05-02T13:51:00.004-04:00

1. The girls have their dress rehearsal this afternoon for the Pure Fashion show tomorrow. They are doing several dances with their studio during and after the program.

2. If all goes well, we will start tilling the garden area tomorrow. We will plant over Mother's Day, provided the weather remains cooperative.

3. Last weekend we had a guest speaker at church. She is from Shiloh Place and shares the Father's Love in a wonderful, special way. It was a great message, despite the tears that came as a result. The Lord is really working on me in a few areas.

4. The boys are sick. Nasty throat and respiratory infections.

5. We saw Expelled several days ago. It was a well done film. I would like to see it again, this time with paper and pen in hand.

National Day of Prayer

2008-05-01T08:36:00.002-04:00

National Day of Prayer

The 57th Annual National Day of Prayer will take place Thursday,
May 1, 2008. The theme for this year is "Prayer! America's Strength and Shield" and is based on the verse from Psalm 28:7 which states: "The Lord is my strength and shield; my heart trusts in Him and I am helped."

Wordless Wednesday

2008-04-30T12:04:00.000-04:00

The boys in their tap recital costumes.

Oh, be still my heart....

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Sisters

Sarah

Emily

The girls had their spring formal last night. Aren't they beautiful?
(if you want to see the photo in a larger scale, just give it a click)

Sigh.

Music

2008-04-24T08:29:00.002-04:00

I love music!
It draws me closer to God. It helps me think. It soothes me. It energizes me. It makes me laugh. It makes me cry. It makes the kids giggle over my dance techniques.

I discovered Pandora Radio about 6 weeks ago. What an incredible find! If you haven't done so already, go explore.

:: swaying to Everything's OK by Chris Rice ::

It's that time again...

2008-04-23T12:00:00.003-04:00

Our fabulous zoo is open after a long, cold winter! We are heading there this afternoon.

Trusting God

2008-04-21T12:37:00.003-04:00

I've been follower of Jesus Christ for many years. I have seen incredible things happen because of His provision, mercy and grace. I know He is in the big and little things of my life. He cares.
Not only do I believe in God, I believe God is who He says He is!

Sometimes, I falter though....

This morning, Caleb, had his one-year follow up with the cardiologist. Many of you remember his diagnosis of SVT back in February of 2007. He has been on daily medication since the incident. He has had no further episodes. Praises!

"Great are the works of the Lord; they are pondered by all who delight in them." Psalm 111:2

We have prayed over Caleb at home and in church. We have friends and family from far away praying over him. I have been so bold as to ask God for complete healing over Caleb's heart issues. I've seen miracles happen before when God intercedes.

So why am I worried?

"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of it own." Matt 6:34

This morning the doctor was very happy with Caleb's progress. He wants to wean him off the medicine over the next 2 weeks. He explained that if Caleb doesn't need to be on medicine, we should clear his system. In theory I agree. Doctor also explained that until we challenge his heart, we can't know the final (if any) solution we should take (more medication, surgery). It all makes sense to my logical thinking mind. My mother heart is having trouble. I am anxious.

And then I remember,

"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." Phil 4: 6-7

Do you see that? "...will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus."

Am I trying to live the faith without faith? I need to let God deal with my insecurities or my insecurities will deal with me. Today I am going to wear the shield of faith and speak the Word of power.

"The Lord is with me; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?"
Psalm 118:6

"Humble yourselves, therefore, under God's mighty hand, that he may lift you in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you." 1Peter 5:6-7

In His caring name, Amen.

Friday Fifteen

2008-04-18T19:42:00.008-04:00

1. Springtime in Indiana is a glorious gift. We hit 78 degrees today. The sky was clear. The trees are blooming. Everyone seemed to be in a better mood.
2. We did history and literature out on the deck this afternoon. Perfection.
3. An earthquake woke us up this morning. I thought the dog was under the bed, scratching himself or something, until I realized, no - that is an earthquake. Memories of California living!
4. Fifteen things seemed like a good idea at the time.....
5. I am thoroughly enjoying my Bible study, Believing God. This weeks homework is a tad uncomfortable (deals with childhood stuff) but it is very rewarding.
6. I think we are on the brink of losing our beloved, Bailey. He is almost 14 years old and time is not being kind to him lately. He goes in for a check up next week.
7. Chris Tomlin's version of Amazing Grace (Chains are Gone) is positively wonderful. I love when we sing this in church.
8. We are having fresh strawberry shortcake for dessert tomorrow. I found the greatest California strawberries at Meijer this morning!
9. The girls are dancing in a purity fashion show the first part of May. This is a big honor for their studio.
10. I went to the mall on Monday with Emily. We had our eyebrows threaded. The results are far superior to waxing - cheaper, too!
11. Gas is $3.47 a gallon right now. That stings.
12. When we become a nation that no longer reveres human life, you end up with college students that call very unfortunate situations, 'art.' That is tragic.
13. What was the Olympic Committee thinking when they gave China the honor of hosting world athletes?
14. I found the cutest pair of silver sparkly flip-flops at Kohls last weekend. I love flip flops.
15. Tomorrow is Saturday. The kids sleep in now. I thought this day would never arrive.

Have a blessed day.

I've been a parent for 15 years. I have 6 children. What have I learned?

2008-04-14T15:22:00.005-04:00

1. Keep your marriage a top priority.
2. Set a good example. When you fall (and you will) - be quick to apologize.
3. Catch them being good - in other words, be pro-active instead of reactive.
4. Age appropriate chores are good for children.
5. House rules are a good thing. Make sure everyone understands the rules. If you have more than 5 rules, check your motives.
6. Talk with your children about issues. Even better? Listen to your children talk about issues.
7. Share your dreams and expectations for your children. Make sure they understand God's love for them. He has immense plans for them, too!
8. Pray, play, and read with your children.
9. Encourage involvement within the community and church.
10. Teach them to solve real problems.

I don't have all of the answers - my parenting journey is far from over. I pray that my heart remains soft to His training and inspiration. He is merciful and patient with us, thankfully.
I also realize that in many ways, the children teach me far more than I could ever begin to teach them.

Be blessed.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-04-09T09:48:00.001-04:00

Random thoughts

2008-04-08T11:11:00.005-04:00

-The sun is shining. It is wonderful. We hit 70 degrees yesterday!
-Because the sun is shining, the daffys and hyacinths are popping out of the ground.
-Indy (our kitty) went to the vet yesterday to be neutered. We pick him up this afternoon. I hope he still loves us.
-I am in such a quandary about the upcoming presidential election. I don't like any of my choices.
-My baby brother turned 30 last week. Couple that with my last blog entry and well, ugh.
-Sarah made level 8 for gymnastics. Huge accomplishment.
-Em has started off season volleyball practice this week. The official try-outs are in June.
-I did some calculations over the weekend and if all goes well, we should be done with school lessons in 47 days. Originally, we were set to finish by the first of May, but we got off track in December. Oh well.
-The Spring Formal is April 25. Emily and Sarah are going this year. Their dresses are so wonderfully cute. We still have to find shoes. This is proving to be a challenge.
-The boys start another set of swim lessons later this month. One is excited - one is not.
-I am part of a wonderful Bible study at church. We are using Believing God by Beth Moore. I love it.

I think that is about it for now. I have to get Emily off to her science co-op. There are 5 kids working on biology/dissection 2x a week. Up this week? A crayfish. My friend was a science teacher in the school system long ago and has a great time with the kids. I am just happy to not have the smell of formaldehyde in my house.

The day I was humbled by the mail....

2008-03-28T12:13:00.002-04:00

I walked out to the mailbox today. The sun was shining. The birds are beginning to find their way back to the neighborhood. It was enough to make me smile.

I grab the mail. Magazine. Magazine. Bill. Junk. Junk. Letter. Junk. Wait. That wasn't junk. I flip back.

There, on a white business envelope is my old high school mascot. In the corner, in big bold letters, "Class of 1988 20th reunion!"

Twenty-years.

Wow.

That stings.

Times do change

2008-03-25T14:43:00.002-04:00

Perhaps it is me getting older. Perhaps it is being the mother to teen-age girls. Perhaps it is my past experience. Perhaps the world is going upside down and sideways.
Perhaps it is a bit of 'all of the above.'

I was at the mall last night with Gracie, our 8 year old. It was our mommy/daughter night. She requested a trip to to Barnes & Noble and the Disney Store. I put on my smile and pointed the van in the right direction. Truthfully, I don't much care for the mall. It just isn't 'fun' anymore.

I lived in Southern California during my mall rat years. I knew all of the area malls from memory. Which mall had Judy's? Which mall had the least amount of pesky security guards, that for some reason, did now see the humor in escalator jumping? Which mall had the best soft pretzels? Which mall had the best mix music over the loud speakers? Which mall drew in the cutest boys?

My friends and I would spend countless hours trying on clothes we had no intention of buying (many apologies to those sales clerks), eating massive amounts of junk food, giggling at boys, and sizing up our girl peers. In my later teen years, I had my first jobs at the mall. Yep, many years of my life revolved around mall hours - the good, the bad, and the ugly.

Times change. People change.

Last night, I looked around and felt frustration and sorrow.
I witnessed girls no older than 13 behaving like a 25 year old on her honeymoon.
I witnessed boys missing the mark on how to behave like a young man.
The lack of shame when it came to chosen words, music, clothing styles, and personal impressions were alarming.

I'm not that old. I do understand that I view things from a conservative pair of glasses, but I'm not a prude, nor am I naive. I 'get' that a lot of these kids are testing limits and expressing newfound ideas. I 'get' that a lot of what I witnessed was not life altering for their future, but when you put their behavior with current (messed up) societal messages, it becomes a dangerous mix.

Our mall is the biggest in the state, but compared to the malls I grew up around, it is modest in size and attendance. I saw 4 large "Pregnant? We can help" billboards and numerous store fronts/signs that, in my opinion, sent the wrong message for any person, much less an impressionable teen-ager. When did all of this become OK?

I know. I know. Every generation thinks their generation is the roughest, but Heaven help us, if that is true, what kind of world can I expect for my grandchildren?

Blessed Easter

2008-03-23T08:40:00.002-04:00

Good Friday

2008-03-21T08:52:00.003-04:00

Thank you, Jesus.

Worldess Wednesday

2008-03-19T16:38:00.002-04:00

Resurrection Eggs

Holy Week

2008-03-17T14:29:00.005-04:00

What a blessed week we have before us as Christians. Praise God.

Yesterday was Palm Sunday which is the celebration of Jesus' return to Jerusalem. It begins Holy Week, leading us to Easter.

We will have regular midweek service on Wednesday which includes worship, children's ministry, and adult Bible study. The children will be going over the story of Easter. They know this story by heart (praises) but each year we go over it with great love and thankfulness.

Worship, a shared meal, and foot-washing will take place on Maundy Thursday.
Maundy Thursday is a time to commemorate Jesus' Last Supper, where Jesus gave His disciples the greatest commandment of all, "To love one another as I have loved you."

There will be a mid-afternoon gathering for Good Friday - a time to reflect on the crucification and death of Jesus.

Sunday will be a joyous service for Easter. Worship, dance, prayer, communion, and fellowship will celebrate the Living Christ. Hallelujah!

I pray your week is filled with love and peace.

::: chomp crunch :::

2008-03-15T18:59:00.001-04:00

Post Trail Mix Crunch is wonderful.
Buy some. You will like it.

The end.

A boy child, my cell phone, and our pastor

2008-03-11T17:43:00.005-04:00

So, I misplaced my cell phone early this morning. One minute it was on my desk, the next minute, gone.
I didn't worry too much. It always turns up when someone calls and I hear it ring.
I didn't give it much more thought, until.....

Jeff called about 15 minutes ago. He said, "Kim! Is everything OK?!" He sounded worried and upset. I said, "Yes. Absolutely. Why?"

Apparently, one of my boys had my phone. He made 6 calls to the first person on my call list. The first person on my call list is one of the pastors at church. Said child didn't say much to Pastor except to answer, "Yes. This is Caleb" before hanging up. Caleb is a new 6 year old and doesn't read well, as you can tell. He does know how to operate the phone though, right down to turning off the ringer. He needs to work on phone etiquette it seems.

When pastor A tried to call back, the phone didn't ring, which means I couldn't hear it. It was a nasty cycle that went back and forth for about 10 minutes.

In pure amusement (and a bit of worry) the pastor called my husband's cell phone. He wanted to make sure everything was OK, which I truly appreciate.

By this time, I see my phone sitting on the bathroom counter and think, "Gee Kim, nice place to leave your phone" -- pick it up and put it in the kitchen. Dh calls and I see it light up. I think, "Hmm, when did I turn the ringer off?" which brings you to the beginning the story.

My boy child will be apologizing to the pastor (who has 3 small children) tomorrow afternoon and has strict orders to NOT touch my phone unless it is an emergency. Pastor did tell Jeff that if Caleb needed pastoral care he is free to call at anytime.

You know, this reminds me of when my other boy child was 2 and called my brother in law in Oregon the same way. My brother in law is a sheriff. Imagine that return call?

What If...

2008-03-04T14:54:00.003-05:00

Last night, during a fit of insomnia, I grabbed my laptop and went to Netflix, where I ran through the list of "Watch Now" movies.

My cursor stopped at Born Into Brothels. Admittedly, the title gave me pause, but after reading the reviews, I hit the play button. I am both happy and sad that I did.

Despite the title of the movie, there was no blatant sexuality. It mostly centered around the children left to deal with consequences brought on by adult/societal choices. Warning, some of the language is harsh.

After the movie was over, I found myself in prayer. I thanked Father for being so abundantly blessed on this earth. It was an over-due prayer. This movie showed me true poverty and distress. While settling down to fall asleep, I heard the Lord say to me, "Kim, what if everyone felt that type of gratitude in your home? In your community? What if My work was done in the big and little details of life? What if, Kim?"

Well, so much for getting to sleep now, Lord. I laughed and grabbed my pen and paper (which I keep on my nightstand).

What if...
~every believer acted like Jesus for 24 hours?
~every child fell asleep to the prayers of their earthly father?
~we smiled at every person we ran into today?
~everyone picked up 2 cans of extra food at the store this week and dropped them off at the local food bank?
~every child had a Bible story read to them everyday for a week?
~people turned off the TV and read His word for 24 hours? A week?
~we all followed the Ten Commandments?
~we all followed the greatest commandment? Love one another.

I finally drifted off to sleep, cuddled under my warm blankets, close to a man I love, with my babies safe in their rooms, and I wondered, What If....

Wednesday

2008-02-27T15:09:00.003-05:00

I was going to make this a wordless Wednesday but it has been a few days since I blogged, and well, I have stuff to share.

A big snow storm moved through late Monday night. Big, puffy flakes fell for several hours. It was beautiful. This is one of the younger trees in the front yard. The picture was taken at 8 in the morning. The sky was gray and the snow was still falling.

This is part of the back deck. By the time the snow stopped, we had just about 12 inches along one side of the deck.

This is how Indy Kitty stays warm. Yes, I found him like this Tuesday morning. He is such a character.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-02-20T08:57:00.002-05:00

Walking with Jesus...

2008-02-19T20:30:00.008-05:00

Sara, over on Walk Slowly Live Wildly has posted a wonderful entry today. Check it out!

I know this is something I struggle with on a daily basis. I eat healthy foods. I watch my indulgences. Admittedly, I slip when it comes to daily exercise, and for me, that is detrimental. My body needs exercise. I strive to keep a healthy outlook when it comes to body image, especially since I have four young ladies watching my every move (and listening carefully), but the scale tells the truth. Loudly.

Let's face it though, four singleton pregnancies (where I snapped back moderately well) and one twin pregnancy (where I spent 15 weeks in bed) have done a number to my body and metabolism. Throw the creeping late 30's into the mix, and well, it isn't always pretty. I do try though.

Sara reminded me about something I have been missing in the equation. I'm ashamed to admit it, but I seldom, if ever, took the time to pray about this situation. I certainly never invited Jesus on the treadmill with me, that's for sure!

That brings all new meaning to, "Walking with Jesus."

Peace to you.
K.

P.S. I bet Jesus would rock a pair of Nike shoes!

Meet scores

2008-02-18T10:24:00.002-05:00

This post is mostly for family.
For those we didn't talk with -- here are Sarah's last meet scores.
Vault: 9.55
Floor: 9.85 - this is her personal best
Beam: 8.9 - she had a slip which resulted in a nasty thigh bruise, but she is fine
Bars: 8.5

She, along with several of her teammates will be going to the championship meet in March.
Speaking of teammates, one of the girls got a perfect 10 on vault! It was amazing to watch.

Fifteen on Friday

2008-02-15T11:55:00.003-05:00

Fifteen random thoughts ....

1. Jeff will be in Ohio until late tonight. I am going to curl up with hot cocoa and Gilmore Girls, season 2. I love Netflix.
2. White tulips and dark chocolate truffles from DeBrands were my gift yesterday. I am so blessed.
3. I am reading, A Thomas Jefferson Education: Teaching a Generation of Leaders for the 21st Century. Excellent book! And no, it was not in my 'to-read' pile from earlier. I am weak.
4. The girls did exceptionally well on their vocabulary and poetry tests this morning.
5. The boys read one of their short books to me a bit ago. This is a huge deal! Yay.
6. We are having homemade macaroni and cheese for dinner tonight. Yum.
7. I finished, Eat, Pray and Love, a couple of nights ago. It wasn't what I expected, and a few times, I had to put the book down, but overall, pretty decent.
8. I signed up for a Beth Moore Bible study at church. I can't wait.
9. Bailey, our 13 year old cocker spaniel, has lost his hearing over the last couple of years. Now, he is losing the sight in one of his eyes. He is still wagging his furry tush when you see him though. Bless his heart.
10. Jeff is working on our taxes this weekend. Prayers for peace, please.
11. Sarah has a gymnastics competition up north tomorrow.
12. The administrative director of the kids dance studio brought in her 2 week old baby boy last night. He is an itty bitty slice of perfection.
13. I really miss the sunshine.
14. The boys broke one of their Gameboys last night. I don't know how. :: sigh ::
15. God is doing incredible things in my life. I can feel my heart and mind changing. It is cool.

Have a happy weekend!

Compassion

2008-02-13T15:03:00.005-05:00

What does compassion mean to you?
How do you show it? How do you teach it?

Do yourself a favor and visit two blogs -- Boo Mama and
Rocks in my Dryer to see where the Lord has lead them this week.

(almost) Wordless Wednesday

2008-02-13T08:49:00.004-05:00

My grandparents -
who both served God, the United States, and one another for many many years.
May they rest in peace.

It's Monday - please don't expect much...

2008-02-11T12:59:00.000-05:00

They say you can tell a lot about a person by the music and movies they listen to and/or watch.
I'm not sure I buy into that theory, but for smiles, here are the last 12 songs I heard on my IPOD today.....

The Rock - Clay Crosse
The Dance - Garth Brooks
Hello Darlin' - Conway Twitty (geesh, did I just admit that out loud?)
Brown Eyed Girl - Van Morrison
Forever Young - Rod Stewart (I used to sing this to the kids when they were small)
Blessed - Martina McBride
Angel Eyes - Jeff Healey Band (this is the inscription in my wedding band. Awwweee..)
When Did You Fall in Love - Chris Rice
Please Come to Boston - Reba McIntire
You Are the Way - Rick Muchow
Home - Micheal Buble

Clearly, I didn't use the treadmill this morning or you would have had very different songs listed....
Dream On (Aerosmith) - Turn the Beat Around (Estefan) - Mambo No. 5 (Lou Bega) - Feelin' So Fly (Toby Mac), We Got the Beat (Go-Gos), Kiss (Prince), Play Something Country (Brooks and Dunn), etc.

I can't recall the last several movies I have watched, so instead, I will list 5 of my favorites. According to a silly poll in Parade magazine, these movies put me as a "Vivacious Romantic."

My Big Fat Greek Wedding
Legends of the Fall
Forest Gump
One Night with the King
The Patriot

So, there, my fluff post for Monday.

By the way? Thanks for the birthday wishes. I knew Emily wanted to put a little something on the blog, but I didn't realize it was for me. Gotta love her.

Mom's Birthday

2008-02-10T14:00:00.001-05:00

Hey everyone -- it's Emily (for those of you who don't know me I am Kim's oldest daughter)

You all must be wondering why I am posting and not my mom?
Today is my mom's birthday (she would like to forget it, but we won't let her) .
Go ahead and wish her a Happy Birthday -- try to be nice and not remind her how old she is (psst. she is 38).

My mom will get back to posting once she is no longer depressed. Heehee.
See you all later,
Emily

P.S. Mom isn't really depressed. I just like to tease her.
P.S.S. Thank you for all the birthday wishes a few days ago. That was nice. Mom says I was the best birthday gift, ever!

15 years ago....

2008-02-04T08:07:00.000-05:00

......the coolest thing happened to us! We were blessed with a beautiful little girl named, Emily.

Happy Birthday, baby! We love you to the moon and back!

My 'to read' pile grows and grows....

2008-02-02T15:43:00.001-05:00

I love books. A lot.

I used to be a bookstore manager in long ago days. Talk about enabling.
Thankfully, we have a tremendous library system in our county, though I do admit to knowing my credit card number by heart, mostly due to the frequent book splurges on Amazon.com.

I have put myself on a book borrowing/buying hiatus until the current pile dwindles down. Way down. I present, The Pile......

Passionate Housewives Desperate for God

The Dangerous Book for Boys

The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible

Seven Practices of Effective Ministry

A Women's Heart: God's Dwelling Place

A Case for Easter

Growing Girls: The Mother of All Adventures

The Five Thousand Year Leap: The 28 Great Ideas That Are Changing the World

Eat Pray Love: One Woman's Search for Everything Across Italy, India, and Indonesia

Fifty Acres and a Poodle: A Story of Love, Livestock, and Finding Myself on a Farm

We Took to the Woods

Making Your Children's Ministry the Best Hour of Every Kid's Week

Lead the Way God Made You: Discovering Your Leadership Style in Children's Ministry

Homeschooling High School: Planning Ahead for College Admission

Wish You Well

"Love Like Crazy"

2008-02-02T10:00:00.000-05:00

"I heard a rumor that love will make you crazy
Well is it true?
Well that's no rumor, look at the crazy things that love made Jesus do
The friends he chose were thought to be outrageous
And you could even find him touching the contagious
And the craziest is how he chose to save us
He gave his life away
Then he had to go and say
'Gotta love the same way that I love you!'"

from Chris Rice's album, Amusing.

Check it out!

Book Meme

2008-01-31T11:55:00.000-05:00

Tamara, over on A Woman of Noble Character , has a fun 'meme' for books.

Here are the rules:

1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages.)
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people.

So, here it goes.
::: knocking over pile of books on the desk ::

Okay.

"The orchard, with its great sweeping boughs that bend to the ground with fruit, proved so delightful that the little girls spent most of the afternoon in it, sitting in a grassy corner where the frost had spared the green and the mellow autumn sunshine lingered warmly, eating apples and talking as hard as they could. Diana had much to tell Anne of what went on in school. She had to sit with Gertie Pye and she hated it; Gertie squeaked her pencil all the time and it just her - Diana's - blood run cold; Ruby Gillis had charmed all her warts away, true's you live, with a magic pebble that old Mary Joe from the Creek gave her."

Taken from our read aloud book, Anne of Green Gables, by L.M. Montgomery.

For tags, I pick Gina, Mandy, and Tena. I know that isn't 5, but it will have to do for now.

Grammar, Shakespeare and my sanity...

2008-01-29T12:39:00.001-05:00

Oh, it's been a long week in homeschool-land. What?
It is only Tuesday?
See. Long week.

I have one child learning the beauty of sentence diagramming, one on her 3rd year of diagramming (predicate nominative anyone?) and another who has entered the world of Shakespeare.
My life is fun.

Are you on a similar journey? These links may prove helpful. They helped me breath earlier. Breathing is good.

Shakespeare High
AP Language
Diagram Sentences

I found this on my search for sanity. It didn't help. Do you know what is being diagrammed in this picture?

Do you Bento?

2008-01-25T21:17:00.001-05:00

Raise your hand if you remember the 80's iconic movie, The Breakfast Club. If you didn't raise your hand, kindly leave the blog. :: smirk ::

Anyway, in the movie, Molly Ringwald's character, Claire, is preparing to eat lunch. She pulls out a pretty box and proceeds to eat her meal with chopsticks. I knew I was intrigued by the artfully prepared lunch, but chalked it up to "Hollywood" stuff and didn't give it much thought. That was, until about 3 months ago.

I was reading through a couple of magazines and came across the cutest lunch ideas for children.
Basically, you tried to use loads of colors and shapes for the meal and place them in a reusable container. The good people of Japan have mastered the art of Bento and I'm told the stores are stocked to the brim with all sorts of containers to aid them in the process.

My kids are pretty adventurous eaters and like to try new things. I love to cook and create, so this seemed like a wonderful idea, especially in light of our hectic schedules. On a trip to Target I found some durable containers (Fit & Fresh and Snapware) that work well for my Bento attempts. You can use all sorts of items to help separate, hold and mold -- small Rubbermaid pieces, empty spice bottles, toddler snack cups, cupcake liners, etc. You are only limited by your imagination.

Earlier I mentioned that Japan has been using this method of eating for ages and my forever friend, who happens to live in Japan, is going to be my 'supplier' for the real Bento goodies. I am so excited!
In the meantime, for those still interested in the process, here are a few links that may prove helpful....
1. Lunch in a Box
2. Bento Yum

You can run a web search and find tons of ideas.
Another plus to this way of eating -- portion control! I'm all over that!

A day in my life

2008-01-21T15:57:00.000-05:00

It is Monday. It is the Monday after a terribly busy weekend. Those are the worst kind of Mondays.

1. Walk on the treadmill for 30 minutes. Yay me!
2. Inventory the pantry. I've had a few helpers in this area over the last couple months and now -- I can't find much of anything except the industrial size bag of napkins, ketchup and chicken broth. All important items for this house, but a meal they do not make..... (I swept the pantry floor. It's a start)
3. Prepare and organize lesson plans for Wednesday church. My main helper will not be there this week. This makes my hand tremble. (1/2 done)
4. Help the kids go through our bookcases and homeschool closet. Get rid of tons. Give away or toss a large quantity of items. (bookcase done, closet ignored)
5. Laundry. (washed - done)
6. Laundry. (dried - done)
7. Laundry. (folded - done)
8. Laundry. (put away --- not done!)
9. Give 3 tests, grade numerous book reports, and review upcoming lesson plans (done, done, not done)
10. Dust/vacuum my bedroom.
11. Mail a package to my forever friend who is very patient.
12. Remember that it is a holiday and curse yet another day that I didn't get to the post office.
13. Help 2 of the children make lava for their science project.
14. Scrape lava off the floor, counter and trashcan.
15. Take Sarah to gymnastics and stop at Starbucks on the way home for "Mommas little helper" - a grande skim latte w/one raw sugar and no foam.
16. Go over vowel phonics, again. :: thumps head on deak ::
17. Get Mercury, the homemade dough planet, from the mouth of the hound-dog. Gross! Poor Mercury.
18. Start dinner only to realize that I am out of brown rice - see #2. Grab sweet potatoes instead.
19. Rescue cat from two boys racing a baby doll stroller through the kitchen.
20. Help boys sweep up flour that was spilled as a result of #19
21. Chase after children, waving the chore chart in the air. Subtle, huh?
22. Dream of spring and warmer temperatures so the children can go outside to play.
23. Make dentist appointments.
24. Grumble at our new dental insurance.
25. Settle a disagreement between Boy #1 and Girl #3 over #13.
26. Discover that the dishwasher has not drained and refuses to clean anything.
27. Hand-wash everything after kicking the dishwasher.
28. Call Jeff and have him pick up wine on the way home from work.

"A year off sale"

2008-01-19T09:54:00.000-05:00

What would happen if we took a year off from shopping? Chris has a great blog called, A Year Off Sale. Check it out!

Count your blessings, one by one...

2008-01-18T16:21:00.000-05:00

I have a lot I could share but not a lot of time to spare....so I will list a few things that have blessed me recently.

1. Heart of the Matter, a fantastic blog for homeschooling parents. It is full of tips, cheer, insight, and Word.
2. Flower deliveries (I love my church - Pastor Andy, if you are reading, thanks again!)
3. Friends. Where would we be in this world without true friendships?
4. A supportive husband.
5. A merciful God who provides love and forgiveness.

Take a moment to count your blessings. Encourage someone you love to do the same. Watch what happens.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-01-16T17:05:00.001-05:00

"Table for Eight"

2008-01-15T14:51:00.000-05:00

So, my online pal, Meagan wrote a book called, Table for Eight.

Meagan, a mother to 4 children, used her experience, as well as other 'big family' parents to come up with this new book. Meagan asked questions to several of us over the course of many months and the end result is this insightful, practical and easy-to-read book.

I received a signed book in the mail today. Terrific job, Meagan! Thank-you.
Want one for yourself? Check her website or Amazon.com

And yes, because I am just so tickled to be a (small) part of her project, you can 'see' me on pages
34, 46, 84, 98, 99, and 100.

The early years - memory bank #1

2008-01-14T20:25:00.001-05:00

I've been doing a better job at writing down memories from my childhood. Now that I am a mother, I understand how important it is to share this part of myself with the children and preserve the time-line for future generations.

I grew up in Western New York. I was born in a tiny village about 40 miles outside of Buffalo.
We lived in this general area (many residences) until I was 9 years old. A lot of my family is still in that area.

This is Allegheny State Park. I have a lot of fond memories from this park. We had family gatherings, picnics, camping trips and plenty of time to be a carefree child. It is here that I learned to catch tadpoles, skip rocks, decipher regular bushes from poison oak, roast the perfect marshmallow and grow closer to my cousins.

I remember one time my mom and I went here with my grandparents. I must have been about 6. We had a picnic and afterwards, we all ran around the park, chasing each other and laughing. My mom lost her footing and fell by one of the slides. She broke her collarbone. We ended up staying with my grandparents for a few days while mom recovered. It was at that time that I left my beloved blankie behind, never to be seen again. Oh, I was so upset.

These are the roads that got us to Point A from Point B on a lot of our trips and errands. I didn't realize the simplicity of the roads at the time, but later, when we moved to Southern California it was a huge shock to see freeways and black asphalt everywhere. To this day, one of my favorite things to do is jump in the van and head for the country roads around our area. I could spend hours exploring the paths.

This particular road reminds me of the road my aunt and uncle used to live on (up until about 4 years ago). I was back there not long ago and nothing much has changed. It is comforting. My cousins and I used to spend long summer days exploring the woods behind their house, playing hide and seek in the cornfields, chomping on fresh from the tree apples, and chasing bulls in the pasture across the street (I don't recommend that for a childhood past-time by the way!)

It was on that dirt road that my aunt, fed up with our loud mouth ways, pulled the car over and ordered all of us "OUT!" We stood there laughing our guts out until we realized that she did in fact, drive away, leaving a trail of dust. We waited for a few minutes, confident that she would return, but she did not. I tell you, that 1/2 mile trek to the house seemed to take forever in my young mind. Upon returning to the house, we discovered that my aunt had locked us out of the house. Boy, we made her mad that afternoon (wish I could remember what we did.....)

I was blessed with many cousins (31 in total) and most of us lived in the same general vicinity.
They were wonderful childhood companions. Sadly, a lot of us have drifted apart through the years, but most of my fun memories surround their faces and antics. We did lose one loved cousin at the age of 16 after a tragic car accident. He was my age and it was his mother that we tormented in the story above.

On these dirt roads, I spent many stolen moments on the lap of grandma or grandpa, learning how to steer the old car down the road. I thought I was such hot stuff. I also remember stopping along the way to pick plump concord grapes right off the vine. I know that may sound 'bad' but when everyone knows everyone else, it really wasn't big of a deal. It was either a critter or me. I won. Ever have a deep purple concord grape? Wonderful!

The famous and beautiful Niagara Falls. I was fortunate to visit this marvel on many occasions. For those wondering, the Canada side is a far better experience. We were there a few years ago and unlike long ago, it takes citizenship documents and security checks to pass the border now. Times have changed. The area around the Falls has really changed too. Very touristy and busy. I remember when the Falls were surrounded by rolling green hills and parks. The parkways are still there, but they are in between museums, restaurants, bars, hotels and shops.

This is a hidden secret to most people. It is Zoar Valley and simply breath-taking, especially in the fall. This valley is right outside the small village I was born and raised in. Through the years, motorcyclists, hikers and nature watchers have discovered this natural beauty. Fair warning, don't try to maneuver through this area in the winter months.

I look forward to sharing more in Memory Bank #2 (in the coming days).
Stay tuned.

One way or another, more time will be spent at home!

2008-01-13T10:12:00.001-05:00

With the exception of a quick run to the market, I have been home since Thursday. This is a rarity. Unfortunately, we are home from church today as well.

Why?

Cause the darn van decided to cause problems. It was towed Thursday afternoon and (hopefully) will be available for pick-up tomorrow afternoon. Without a van, our family is pretty much stranded at home, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. I mean, we do have Jeff's car, but it can't seat all of us. Plus, he was on a business trip all last week (with his car) so things were quite comical on Friday. Thank goodness for helpful neighbors and friends (running to the store and car-pooling for kid activities).

Anyway.....

A post where I shall share my, um, nose troubles...

2008-01-10T08:47:00.000-05:00

I wanted to put a rather descriptive word in the title but I figured I should maintain some sort of dignity, given the subject matter.

I never had allergy problems until moving to to the Midwest several years ago.
I was buying stock in Claritin and Kleenex and praying for relief with each passing month.

A fried suggested a Neti-pot for my situation. She went on to describe this item in great detail and how it all worked. When I regained my composure (I laughed like a madwoman) and did a bit of research, I headed to Walgreens.

I scouted the store and located them on the bottom shelf, under the array of allergy medications. I plopped the box into my cart and headed to the check-out lane. There, I had the fortune of meeting Millie, a kind elderly woman who took great interest in my purchase.
"Hey, is this one of those things I saw on Oprah a while ago? Yes, I think it is. You know what you have to do with this right? I don't know if I could do that. Is this for you? Have you used one before? Do you think it will work because if it works, wouldn't that be something? I should tell my daughter in law about this. She gets horrible sinus infections." Before Millie could regal me with sinus infection symptoms and stories, I handed her my money, thanked her for her help and quickly made my exit.

I got home and faced even more questions and snickers from the children. The teen age girls were especially grossed out at the product sitting in the bathroom. Oh, and the boys -- oh, the boys! They thought it was the coolest thing ever and I wouldn't be surprised to find my neti-pot missing one of these days. I should do a preemptive strike and let them know now that, "NO, dogs and/or cats do not like, nor need, this nose flushing."

So anyway, I tried the neti-pot last Sunday. It was easy to use. There was no discomfort. I few blows of the nose after and I honestly felt like a new woman. It was amazing. I didn't need a Claritin that day, nor did I use 50billion Kleenex.
The next morning, I woke up with no congestion or stuffiness. That is a true rarity.
I ventured about my day with no problems. I was happy!!

On Tuesday, I woke up feeling a bit stuffy. I pulled out the trusted pot (well, that doesn't sound right at all) and viola, success again! It is now Thursday and I am breathing deep with no sniffles or sneezes.

My neti-pot has replaced the Claritin box in my cabinet. YAY! I should go tell, Millie.

Movie recommendation

2008-01-08T14:17:00.000-05:00

Please rent Welcome to Paradise. It will bless you.

Business of Being Born

2008-01-05T11:29:00.000-05:00

A powerful message!
Business of Being Born

The day I had a brilliant, albeit simple, idea!

2008-01-04T16:16:00.000-05:00

So, in an attempt to de-Christmas my house, I ended up making a chaotic mess all over the first floor. I mean, my house is used to chaos, but when you throw in 4 trees and upteen boxes, along 6 children and various pets, it was pure mayhem.

I emerged victoriously from the living room and made my way into the kitchen and dining room. I failed to instill the fear of my wrath on the children before leaving the area, because less an hour later, the once spotless living room was a mess. It wasn't terrible; mostly books, pillows, water bottles and throw blankets.
Still, I felt the frustration bubble down deep. I took a swipe at the innocent...
pillows. They look so nice and inviting in a room, but they never stay put around here. I find myself saying....

"Dude. Put the pillows on the couch, not on the dog."
"Please don't step on the pillows."
"Please do not jump on the pillows."
"Don't throw the pillows."
"Did you just spill ___ on that pillow?"
"Did you hear me the first time (insert above comment)?"
"How can you vacuum if there are 6 pillows on the floor?"
"Don't let that stinky beast (boy or dog) lay on the pillows!"

...several times a day. I annoy myself with the redundancy.

(Dim) Lightbulb moment! I grabbed a large trash bag and plunked all but one of the pillows into the bag and threw it in the garage. I feel free! Hey, I told you it was a simple idea.

On the upside, The Hub and I are going out on a date tonight. He received an excellent review at work today so we are going to celebrate. Plus, school lessons start back on Monday, so I need to make sure the 'Kim-tank' is filled to the top before it gets zapped repeatedly.

And because this is my blog filled with my thoughts -- Iowa, what were you thinking?! Huckabee? A lot of his policies do not match up with conservatism (taxes, immigration, education, etc.) We can do better!

The post in which I do not make any resolutions....

2008-01-02T17:04:00.000-05:00

I no longer make resolutions because I don't stick to them. It's just that simple.
I would like to think that it is my 'rebellious, carefree' attitude, but honestly it is just a, 'my brain can't handle too much structure, therefore, I am letting myself off the hook' attitude.

However, in an attempt to pacify my need for lists and the written (typed) word.....

Five things I would like to accomplish in 2008

1. Get rid of 10 things in the house each month. Why 10? I don't know. I don't question my brain on matters of organization. It is better that way. Just ask, Jeff.

2. Clean out my walk-in craft closet. If I don't do it soon, small children and/or pets
could go missing.

3. Get all library books back in time. The city won't like this accomplishment since I'm pretty sure our family funded a floor in the new main library.

4. Cut back on caffeine. You know that scientist in Meet the Robinsons? The one with the patch? She is my soul sister.

5. Read my lists after I write them. Better yet, find my lists after I write them.

For those sitting there saying, "Gee, Kim, for someone that doesn't believe in resolutions, that list sure shares a striking resemblance" to which I reply, "Don't fuss with me over semantics."

Cheers and blessings for the New Year!