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Maybe I Should've Had A V8

2012-02-24T21:58:00.001-05:00

Remember that great weekend I had? Well, I can say with complete confidence that things went downhill from there. I started coughing a little on Sunday. No big deal. Monday, on the Day of Presidents of all days, I started to feel a tad bit on the achy side. I kind of felt like George and Abe let me down. By Monday night, I had a temperature of almost 101. Guess what? You haven't even heard the best part yet! I found out that same night that I had to report to jury duty Tuesday morning by 8:30. You can imagine my excitement.

After a very long, horrible night, I used every bit of will inside of me to get ready and drive to the courthouse. I then sat in a chair for four and a half hours (with only ONE ten minute break mind you) while a jury was selected for a trial. It might have been an educational experience for me if I hadn't been on death's doorstep the whole time. Let's just say I earned my $11 that day. As soon as they released us, I drove straight to the doctor where they commenced to sticking q-tips in both nostrils and down my throat. So I left with a prescription for an antibiotic and the assumption that I'd feel better by morning. Now, it couldn't be that easy, could it?

No. The next day I still felt awful. I stayed in bed all day except when the kids came home. When I knew they were on the way, I forced myself to run a brush through my hair, get dressed (kind of), and move from the bed to the downstairs chair. I just couldn't stand the thought of them coming home to me in the exact same condition as when they left that morning. I'm not sure I was fooling anybody though. Oh no, the story doesn't even end there.

I woke up Thursday morning with a hot, red swollen face. I was a vision of loveliness. I didn't take any pictures so just trust me on this one. Somehow that half an eyebrow became the least of my problems. If you know me, then you may know I tend to overreact in the area of health issues. Some refer to it as hypochondria. I just knew that somehow my swollen face in addition to all of the other symptoms must all be some horrible unidentified disease lurking in my body. Turns out, the doctors just think it was a reaction to the first antibiotic. That seems like the logical conclusion to draw, but when have I ever been logical?

I'm happy to report that I worked two full days this week with my chipmunk cheeks, and even though my face is still swollen, it is no longer red and hot. I still can't sleep at all due to all of the coughing, but I am no longer feverish and achy. I must be on the mend. At least that's what they tell me.

When I finally went back to school, one of my student's parents said she had been really worried about me because I hadn't posted anything on Pinterest in days! I think maybe that's an indication that I usually spend too much time on Pinterest. I must have been very sick because I didn't even give sweet Loretta a second glance for four days.

(Sidenote: As I cough all night, I find it necessary to apologize every time. It goes something like this, "Cough, cough, sorry. Cough, sorry. Cough, cough, cough, sorry". And so on and so forth. All. Night. Long. Brian says that I'm not keeping him awake and there is not need to apologize, but I can't stop myself. I guess I am just a very considerate cougher.)

not a fan

2012-02-20T10:56:00.002-05:00

I am not a fan.

I recently read this book, and Jesus got all up in my bidness. It's basically about not just being a fan of Jesus, but being a completed committed follower.

Here is the product description from Amazon (if you're interested):
Pastor Kyle Idleman doesn't just want to be a fan of Jesus, he wants to full heartedly commit to him and be a follower of Jesus. But how can you make the leap from fan to follower? In Not a Fan Idleman uses biblical examples to show how the people who met Jesus also had to decide if they were fans or followers, and what it meant for them to then become followers. Being a follower doesn't mean that you go to church every week, that you slap a Jesus fish on the back of your car, and that you give to charity. That's what a fan does. What a follower of Jesus does, Idleman observes, is die to themselves each and every moment of the day because 'you can't say yes to following Jesus unless you say no to living for yourself.' In this three part book Idleman helps you to discover whether you are a fan or a follower, how to recognize the invitation Jesus has given, and what following Jesus looks like in your daily life. With humor and real life examples to draw you closer to Jesus, Kyle Idleman compels each and every one of us to Not Be A Fan.

Here are some quotes that I highlighted because they stood out as I read. I could have highlighted the whole book, but I'm just going to list a few of the quotes in no particular or organized order. Warning: this is long.

"Fans have a tendency to confuse their knowledge for intimacy. They don't recognize the difference between knowing about Jesus and truly knowing Jesus. ... In fact, knowledge can be a false indicator of intimacy.
Clearly where there is intimacy there should be a growing knowledge, but too often there is knowledge without a growing intimacy."

These people honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. Matthew 15:8

"Instead of describing a relationship where I truly knew Jesus, I would have told you what I knew about Jesus. But when there is knowledge without intimacy, you're really no more than a fan."

"Jesus isn't just saying, "I want to be first place in your life." He is saying, "I don't even want there to be a second place." When we compare our relationship with him to anyone else there should be no competition. Fans will try and make Jesus one of many. Some fans may even make Jesus the first of many. But when Jesus defines the relationship he makes it clear; he wants to be your one and only."

"If following Jesus cost you everything, would it still be worth it?"

"Some fans are like the Sadducees. Their faith was something they were born into. It was never really something they chose. Maybe when you were born your parents handed you a mask, and you grew up acting like Christians act, talking how Christians talked, listening to the music Christians listened to; but you never fell in love with Jesus. Your faith has always been more about honoring your heritage than surrendering your heart."

(When discussing those who are new to Christ and the church)
"They just don't know any better. And I hope nobody tells them that they're supposed to act like they've got it all together. You don't often get to see people without a mask. And it's such a beautiful thing. That's what Christ wants in a follower-someone who isn't pretending on the outside to have it all together."

"Fans of Jesus sooner or later find themselves exhausted. Fans grow tired of trying to maintain an outer appearance that doesn't match an inner passion. They find themselves weary of trying to keep all the rules in hopes of somehow earning God's favor."

"He is not interested in enthusiastic admirers who practice everything in moderation and don't get carried away. He wants completely committed followers."

"Even if there wasn't one when Jesus spoke these words, it seems that over the years the church has put an asterisk next to his invitation. The sign out front of the church says, We Welcome Anyone and Everyone. But if you look real close you'll find a n asterisk. And it turns out that Anyone means people who appear to have their lives together and don't have visible struggles. Anyone does not include those who struggle with addictions or who have gone through a divorce. Anyone means people who dress appropriately. Anyone means those from certain social and economic backgrounds who are affiliated with a certain political party and have a certain taste in music."

"Jesus has invited anyone to follow him, but when they come to church they find that there is an asterisk. The not so subtle message is we have to let you in here because Jesus told us to but we are going to be keeping an eye on you. I can't help but wonder if that's how the other disciples must have felt when Jesus invited Matthew. What about his qualifications? What about his past history? Jesus, surely you don't really mean anyone? But when Jesus says anyone, it turns out what he really means is anyone."

"It's not because God needs your time. He has always been and always will be. It's not because he needs your money. He owns the cattle on a thousand hills. If God needed your money he could take it. It's not that God needs your worship. If you don't worship, the Bible says that the rocks and trees will cry out. The reason we talk about those things is not because God needs or wants those things; it's because he wants you. He wants your love. He longs for you to passionately pursue him, and all those things are come after indicators. They are outer signs that point to an inner reality that you love Jesus more than anything else."

Go read it and be challenged!

Any thoughts?

It Might Raise A Few Eyebrows

2012-02-16T22:55:00.001-05:00

I'm pretty sure my hair lady took a little too much off one of my eyebrows when she waxed them. At times, it looks ok, but depending on the angle of viewing, it sometimes looks gone. As in, half an eyebrow is there, the other half is gone baby gone. I think it's actually just a little blonder on that end, and she yanked out any of the darker ones. (Hold on. I'll be right back.) Yes, upon further inspection, it's still there. I'm just warning you in case you see me and wonder. Depending on your angle of viewing of course. Maybe it will catch on and start a new fad. Who's in? All the cool kids are doing it.

Weekend Fun!

2012-02-15T22:26:00.002-05:00

I had a supah-fun weekend! Friday night I got to go out with Lisa. Even though we text every day we hadn't been out driving around after dark for hours since before Christmas. That is way too long. We made up for it on Friday night with some Italian Village pizza. I KNOW. Then shopping in Kingsport and a trip all the way back to Johnson City for a few more stops. FYI, Hobby Lobby closes at 8:00 on Friday nights. We found that out the hard way.

Saturday was fairly uneventful. We were mostly at home except a few quick errands. We made pizza for dinner, and yes I ate pizza two nights in a row. It was mighty delicious if I do say so myself. I only ate one piece that night though to make up for Italian Village. I made the crust from scratch-ito. Pioneer Woman's recipe was the one I had on hand, so I used it. This is the second or third time I've made her recipe, and we like it. BUT...it is a bit too bread-yish for us. I'm thinking of using a different one next time that I found on Pinterest. We really prefer a thinner, crispier crust. If you have a good one, please send it my way! I'll keep you posted on those developments as they occur.

We also played some games with the kids so they were thrilled.

Sunday after church, I went to see The Vow with some other very lovely ladies including my mom, sister-in-law, niece, niece's friend Emily and Emily's cousin. I'm all about the details around here. I had NO idea what in the blue blazes the movie was even about when Megan texted me Saturday to ask if I wanted to go. It turned out to be really good! I won't spoil it for you if you plan to see it, so I'll go against my nature and keep the details to myself. However, I did leave with a few new opinions about some things that I'd like to share.

Ok, since you asked, here they are...

1. I have never really enjoyed Rachel McAdams as an actress even though I loved The Notebook with all of my heart. Until now. She is just darlin' in this movie. Just absolutely darlin' with her cute dimples. Also, she is sportin' dark hair in The Vow, and it is a WAY better color for her than her usual blonde. Rachel, if you're reading this, the dark hair is way better than your usual blonde.

2. I've seen Channing Tatum all over the place, and apparently he is ALL THE RAGE lately. I seriously couldn't figure out what the big deal was. Until now. Let's just say I should have actually watched him act and generally look handsome for two straight hours before I judged. He is a cutie. I'm a fan. Now he's still no Matthew McConaughey-hey-hey, and he is most certainly no Brian Murray. Just to be clear.

So all in all, I can't complain! It was a lovely weekend. I hope yours was just as nice!

You Give Me Hope, To Carry On

2012-02-14T22:21:00.000-05:00

Name that tune...

Anybody?

It's You Light Up My Life, otherwise known as the song I sang to Brian in the most horrible singing voice I could produce over the phone during lunch today. Because nothing says Happy Valentine's Day like the flat rendition that I delivered. Trust me.

Otherwise, we had a great Valentine's Day. Sure, I ~~had to~~ got to ~~survive~~ celebrate with ~~a million~~ some first graders before I got to spend time with my own Valentines at home. Oh, I kid. Party days are the highlight of every teacher's school year. Just ask them. Any of them. I'm sure they'll tell you the truth. I mean, who doesn't love a room full of wild, sugar-filled six and seven year olds AND ALL OF THEIR MAMAS (plus a few grandmas, aunts, and siblings) with more messy foods that you can imagine running around for an hour? I do. I love it.

(Honestly, they had a ball, and I love seeing them happy. It can just be a wee bit stressful for the teacher.)

Once home, it was smooth sailing. Brian cooked dinner, and it was so yummy. Mom came by to eat with us and visit for a little while. The rest of the night was just low key. Just the way I like it! Home with my little family that I love more than anybody or anything. Isn't that what it's all about anyway?

I'm so thankful this Valentine's Day for all of my sweet blessings!

I'm Trying Hard Not To Show It, Baby

2012-02-09T21:37:00.000-05:00

I would like to take this opportunity to say I miss Steve Carell on The Office. I'm still excited when a new episode comes on, but I've lost a little bit of that lovin' feeling. I wouldn't say it's gone, gone, gone, whoa-oa, but I'm struggling a little bit. Even though I still really enjoy the show, it just will never be the same. Andy is great so I really don't have any complaints about his new, more important role. I just really don't care for the James Spader character and THANK GOODNESS they haven't been using the Kathy Bates character much at all anymore. Not to mention there has been a SERIOUS lack of Jim this season. He's around, but very uninvolved in the story lines. I get it...Steve was having some success in movies. It just always aggravates me though when people get a little big for their britches and leave the show that made them a star when there's still some life left in it. Please come back Steve!

(I did read that NBC is planning a spin-off show starring Dwight. I think we can all see the writing on the wall.)

The Same Only Prettier

2012-02-07T21:35:00.001-05:00

I found this pretty little picture of the C.S. Lewis quote I wrote about a while back. It says the same thing but looks prettier. No real reason for posting. Just liked it!

I'm Shelly From The Block, Yo

2012-02-06T22:22:00.000-05:00

I went to Zumba again tonight, and it wore.me.flat.out. It always does, but tonight was especially horrific. But lo, I will survive. I will press on. After all, when Jennifer Lopez tells me to "back it up like a tonka truck" and "GET ON THE FLOOR", what choice do I have????

There is no news to report regarding the mirrors. They are still there. They are still evil. That is all.

(Except please don't ever call me Shelly.)

Mirror Mirror On The Wall

2012-02-05T21:16:00.002-05:00

You might want to sit down for this. Prepare yourself. Here we go.

I've been going to Zumba. There. I said it.

And let me tell you, I am a hoot to watch. Of course, I haven't actually watched myself except when I accidentally catch a glance of my uncoordinated self in one of those ridiculously huge mirrors that are inevitably on every wall of any exercise facility east of the Mississippi. I'd say they are on the walls west of the Mississippi too, but anytime I've been out that way I wasn't exercising. So I will only speak from experience. Why do they insist on those big honkin' mirrors anyway? I guarantee you that for every one person who enjoys admiring his/her lovely physique, there are ninety-nine others who do everything within their power to position themselves as far away from the mirrors as possible. Unfortunately for me, if I want to be in the back (and who wouldn't) for Zumba, chances are I'm going to be beside that mirror. The very last thing I need to see if my sweaty, red-faced self bouncing around for an hour. You would think the least they could do would be to put in one of those fun house mirrors that make you look really skinny. I actually think that's an excellent idea. Maybe I'll put it in the suggestion box.

Anyway, let's get back to Zumba. It's not just any ordinary Zumba. It's Club Zumba! It's supposed to be designed to help you pretend you're at a club dancing the night away having the time of your life so there's latin/hiphop music, colored lights, a smoke machine, and get this....a disco ball. The truth is, while that's all well and good, everybody really goes because they turn the lights off. Let's face it, everybody is more comfortable looking like an idiot in the dark. It gives you the illusion that nobody can see you, but come on now, you and I both know that's not true. However, I'm too busy splitting my time between trying to follow the "I couldn't do this in college so what makes me think I can do it now" dance steps and trying really hard NOT to have a heart attack. There is no time or energy left to worry about whether or not somebody is looking at me. Truth is, they're probably just trying to stay alive too. It's hard core in there. Not for the faint of heart. Especially if you stand by the mirror.

Reunited And It Feels So Good

2012-02-04T12:14:00.001-05:00

My sweet Loretta is back. Loretta the Laptop has been sick and at the doctor since Monday. Five days is a long time for an addicted person like me. Hello, my name if Michele, and it's been five days since I last logged on. In the spirit of full disclosure, we do have another computer in this house. I did use it a very few times, but I had to be a bit sneaky. Somebody, who shall remain nameless, doesn't like me to use the desktop for facebook, blogs, pinterest, etc. because unnamed somebody uses it for work and doesn't want to take any chances. Apparently, I am a true wildcat on the computer. All of those mommy blogs and mason jar pins are just so dangerous. (I should probably confess somebody's concerns might have something to do with the virus Loretta came down with earlier in the week ~ maybe he has a tiny bit of a case.) Anyway, she's home. I can quit singing "Near...far...wherever you are...I believe that my heart will go on".

Why is it I can think of 92 things I want to blog about when I don't have access to Loretta? Then I forget them all. I do have a few things I want to talk (write) about, so I'll be back soon. I'm sure you're on the edge of your seats...

The Jury Is Still Out

2012-01-28T22:08:00.000-05:00

The jury is still out on whether I'll actually have to serve on an actual case, but I AM currently serving on jury duty for the first time ever. So far all of the cases scheduled for January have been settled out of court or been dropped for some reason. I have to call again on Monday afternoon to see if I have to report next week. Keeping up with which days and times to call has been the most stressful part so far! If you forget and fail to report, they can fine you $500. I find that interesting since they only pay you $11 a day to be there. I have to stay on jury duty for three months which is through the beginning of April. After this "term of service" (doesn't that sound very Presidential or something), I won't be called again for at least two years. I've certainly learned a lot already about how the court systems work. I guess we'll see how things unfold over the next three months!

A Lantern In Her Hand

2012-01-24T21:54:00.001-05:00

I followed the advice of Sarah over at Clover Lane and read A Lantern In Her Hand by Bess Streeter Aldrich. If you read her blog, you have probably already heard about this book. It is historical fiction set in the late 1800s. It's so hard to even imagine the hardships of that time. We are so spoiled with modern conveniences! Reading about the life of Abbie (the main character) made me so very thankful for all of our blessings. The book was actually written in 1956. The writing was very interesting since it was written by someone who was actually born in the 1800s. I highly recommend it!!!

*WARNING* I cried multiple times while reading...but keep in mind I cry over everything so you will be fine. Probably.

Here are a few quotes that I particularly loved:
"Afterwards they went out on the porch and Abbie held the little girl on her lap. She cuddled her up and put her wrinkled cheek against the child's firm one. Oh, why didn't mothers do it more when they had the chance? What were clubs and social affairs and freedom by comparison? And what was freedom?"

"You know Grace, it's queer but I don't feel narrow. I feel broad. How can I explain it to you so you can understand? I've seen everything....and I've hardly been away from this yard. I've seen cathedrals in the snow on the Lombard poplars. I've seen the sun set behind the Alps over there when the clouds have been piled up on the edge of the prairie. I've seen the ocean billows in the rise and the fall of the paririe grass. I've seen history in the making....three ugly wars flare up and die down. I've sent a lover and two brothers to one, a son and a son-in-law to another, and two grandsons to another. I've seen the feeble beginnings of a raw state and the civilization that developed there, and I've been part of the beginning and part of the growth. I've married...and borne children and looked into the face of death. Is childbirth narrow, Grace? Or marriage? Or death? When you've experienced all those things, Grace, the spirit has traveled although the body has been confined. I think travel is a rare privilege and I'm glad you can have it. But not every one who stays at home is narrow and not every one who travels is broad."

I especially love the following quote about home. I'm so thankful for my childhood home, and that Mom still lives there. When we bought the house we live in now, we knew that it probably wouldn't be our "forever" house. Chances are our next house won't even be our "forever" house. I remind myself often that home is where your family is and not a physical building. That helps me to not get too caught up in the worry that my own children will not have that ONE home to always go back to where ALL of their memories were made. They will likely have several homes. I know it's ok! Brian lived in many houses while growing up and he's just fine (or so he says). He also isn't nearly as sentimental as I am about these things... Oh well!

" It was the only old home the children had ever known. There ought to be a home for children to come to, and their children, a central place, to which they could always bring their joys and sorrows, an old familiar place for them to return to on Sundays and Christmases. an old home ought always to stand like a mother with open arms. It ought to be here waiting for the children to come to it, like homing pigeons."

I hope you'll consider reading this book especially if you like historical fiction at all. If you do, let me know! I'd love to hear your thoughts!

Just Some Honest Thoughts

2012-01-22T20:28:00.001-05:00

"We are not doubting that God will do the best for us. We are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be'. ~ C.S.Lewis

I came across this quote about six months ago. It really hit home with me. As someone who has struggled with worry issues throughout my life, which really just boils down to trust and control issues, this quote expressed how I feel. I DO believe that God is in control. I DO believe that He loves me and is really quite crazy about me. I DO believe that He knows what's best and works all things together for our good and His glory. I truly don't doubt those things. So why do I worry? Why is it still so hard for me to trust at times? In my pitiful little human mind, what I think is best is rarely what He KNOWS is best. Sometimes what's best is painful and I may never understand....so I must choose to trust.

Anybody else relate?

Happy New Year!

2012-01-01T20:51:00.000-05:00

"There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind." ~ C.S.Lewis

Happy New Year!

Well It's Officially Official!

2011-12-16T16:34:00.000-05:00

Greetings & Salutations,

I would like to officially announce that I am officially on Christmas break as of NOW (well, actually as of about 5 or so hours ago). I am also officially finished with my Northeast State official obligations for this semester. I have also officially notified Northeast State that I will officially not be teaching any courses next semester in order to officially save my sanity. Because (sorry I started this sentence with a preposition Staci) I officially need to let something go. So I officially did. The (official) End.

An Update of Sorts

2011-12-13T19:52:00.000-05:00

1. I finally got my Christmas cards addressed!

2. All of the kids presents are wrapped and under the tree!

3. I still have quite a few presents to wrap, but that's ok.

4. This week is insane at school. We have Christmas Around The World going on in first and second grade.   So that means Monday-Thursday I have a different group of kids every afternoon to teach all about Christmas in Australia. Merry Christmas mates!

5. I was also CRAZZZZZZEEEEEEE enough to schedule elf day, reindeer day, Grinch day, party day, AND Polar Express day for this week.

6. Oh, and we still have to cover all of the "regular" stuff too for math and literacy.

7. And a writing assessment

8. And first grade literacy night at school

9. I also have to make about thirty batches of cracker candy (that might be a slight exaggeration).

10. And food for the faculty luncheon.

11. ~~And cookies for the Bible study cookie swap.~~ I decided to skip this one.

12. Sheldon the Elf has managed to move to a new location every night of December except one. We still aren't sure why he stayed in the same spot for two days. Some of the reasons being considered are:
           A. He can see a lot from way up there
           B. He was tired and needed to rest for the night
I'm sure it was one of those...

13. I'm looking forward to Christmas break! I'm sure I'll get all caught up on everything, my house will be spotless, and I'll blog every day. (insert sarcasm here)

14. Well, I'm off to make Grinch juice and attach little tags to green candy canes. Gotta go, buffalo!

Under Attack

2011-11-23T11:58:00.000-05:00

"Thanksgiving is under attack!" I heard those words this morning after breakfast from my Brianaby. He declared years ago, as in I hear this every year, that Thanksgiving is his favorite holiday. I'm so very happy that he is thankful for all of his blessings. I am too! It's just that in his "I am the spokesman for preserving the sanctity of Thanksgiving" campaign, he has also seemed to take it out on Christmas. Now I get it...people are skipping over Thanksgiving more and more to move straight to Christmas. I am NOT in favor of that at all. It aggravates me too that stores and marketing campaigns "get their Christmas on" right after Halloween without even recognizing Thanksgiving at all. It's truly a shame.

However, here is where we differ. While I love Thanksgiving and all it represents, I think of the Thanksgiving season beginning on November 1 and ending on Thanksgiving Day. Of course, I believe that Thanksgiving should be in our hearts and shown in our attitudes all year long too! Thanksgiving Day, in my opinion, is the culmination of the Thanksgiving season. Just like Christmas Day is the culmination of a month of Christmas celebration. Brian disagrees and basically thinks that Thanksgiving begins the day before and continues all through the weekend. I've tried to explain that I spend the WHOLE month of November teaching about Thanksgiving, making mind maps of turkeys, making tiny cornucopias and Pilgrim hats, comparing children from long ago with children today, making Venn Diagrams of wild turkeys and domestic turkeys, etc, etc, etc....you get the point. By the time Thanksgiving Day comes and goes, I'm done. By that point, I'm mostly just thankful that I don't have to look at another snood or wattle.

Why does this matter you ask? BECAUSE EVERY STINKIN' YEAR WE DISAGREE ABOUT WHEN TO DECORATE FOR CHRISTMAS. The way I see it (and of course I'm right), no Christmas decorating shall occur on or before Thanksgiving Day. After that, all bets are off. It just makes sense that we should decorate sometime during the rest of the weekend because we are already off of work/school not to mention the fact that Thanksgiving is OVER so why not?! If it doesn't get done during Thanksgiving weekend, AFTER THANKSGIVING DAY, then we will have to wait until the next weekend because we are generally just too tired and busy with activities/homework during the week. That's a whole week I miss out on enjoying the Christmas tree! Plus it means that the earliest the tree can go up will be December 3. That's two days late! It also totally screws up my advent calendar! AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!

But apparently I am part of the "Thanksgiving is under attack" group, so every year I give in. I let him have his way because I love him and I'm thankful for him. Not to mention, I've learned through the years that when my husband feels strongly about something, there's just no use arguing.

NO JOKE! As I was typing this, Brian just walked into the room and said the following:

"I think they ought to take the Johnny Depp version of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and burn any master copies, confiscate every personal copy, launch them into space, and wipe every mention of it from the history of the world so that it never existed. They've made the world a darker place by releasing that abomination on it. They've desecrated the memory of a beautiful, perfect, innocent masterpiece that was Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory with Gene Wilder."

Apparently, my husband has some opinions people and today is the day he has decided to share them. Watch out!

Black Heels to Tractor Wheels

2011-11-14T21:12:00.000-05:00

I recently read Pioneer Woman's Black Heels to Tractor Wheels. I really enjoyed finding out more about her background since I have read her blog for a long time and enjoy her cookbook and new cooking show. The book tells her love story with her husband. It was quite interesting!

She's Got Legs, And She Knows How To Use Them

2011-11-12T11:02:00.000-05:00

It's a good thing I bought her when I did because she's obviously in high demand. I'm talking about Myrtle the Giraffe of course. I'm thinking maybe it's her long, skinny legs or maybe her beautiful long neck.

Somebody recently visited my blog from a google search for "home goods giraffe". I feel sorry for the poor person when she undoubtedly did NOT receive the information that she was searching for in my Myrtle the Giraffe post of silliness. I am quite curious though if she was actually in the market for an at least nine feet tall giraffe for her home. Where exactly do you put a giraffe that large in your home?

(Someone please tell me because I still have Myrtle out back in the yard under a tarp. I'd love to bring her in for the winter.)

(The whole Myrtle experience was actually sparked from a blog that someone wrote about finding and purchasing a giant rooster. It was hilarious, but I couldn't link to it because of some bad language. Oh well...)

I'm Ashamed

2011-11-11T22:08:00.000-05:00

I am so very ashamed of myself for letting so much time pass without posting here. I have some things on my mind that I want to share, so I'll be back soon. Please stand by...

Not Quite An Extravaganza

2011-09-19T21:01:00.000-04:00

I made a new recipe tonight. My family (believe it or not) loves Hamburger Helper. I actually don't mind it myself every once in a while, but Parker would list it in his top three dinner favorites. I wish I were kidding. Anyway, I found this recipe on Pinterest and decided to give it a try. I really thought the kids would enjoy it! In fact, Parker should have loved it since it's like a fancy smancy Hamburger Helper.

The plans were all in place in my mind to rename it Hamburger Macaroni Extravaganza since Macaroni and Beef with Cheese sounds so boring. Unfortunately, Parker and Claire really didn't like it at all. Claire hardly likes anything these days, so no big surprise there. I was shocked, SHOCKED, that Parker didn't just L.O.V.E. it. He tolerated it, but would be more than happy if he never had to eat it again. I think it was the tomato flavor that got him. Brian and I both liked it, but I doubt I'll make it again since Hamburger Helper is easier and cheaper (even if it does have chemically enhanced cheese products which I'm sure can't be healthy). For now, the name will also remain the boring original because I choose my "extravaganza" recipes carefully. Here is the link:

http://ruhlman.com/2010/05/macaroni-and-beef-with-cheese-%e2%80%94-childhood-love/

It really is pretty good, and chances are your children would like it. My little people are just quite picky. I can't imagine who they get that from...

* I cut the recipe in half and just layered the noodle mixture with cheese and cooked it for about 20 minutes.

Currently

2011-09-17T16:22:00.001-04:00

I copied this from another blog and decided to write down some of my current stuff.

Current Books: Finally starting The Hunger Games, spending a lot of time on my current Bible study Breaking Free. I'm really enjoying it, and I'm hoping to write more about it soon.

Current Playlist: Why, Jason Aldean of course!

Current Color: ORANGE!

Current Drink: Caffeine Free Diet Pepsi (Brian accidentally bought me a 12 pack of Diet Coke a couple of weeks ago, and I was in major distress. I forced myself to drink them so I wouldn't waste money, but yuck!)

Current Food: Pizza ~ it's always my favorite!

Current Wishlist: rocking chairs and swings for my front porch, mums & more fall weather

Current Needs: I'm currently out of my makeup and "the only thing that keeps me from going totally bald" shampoo

Current Triumph: Surviving six weeks of first grade ~ I'm enjoying it but still trying to figure out what in the world I'm doing!

Current Bane of my Existence: My alarm clock ~ I really hate that thing

Current #1 Blessing: Family & Health

Current Excitement: Fall, My birthday is coming soon, a few little trips we have planned

Current Link: http://www.pinterest.com/ I AM SO ADDICTED!

Well, I have bad news and good news...

2011-09-15T18:12:00.001-04:00

The bad news is:

Lisa found out about the picture...like 3 1/2 minutes after I posted it. Something to do with, "You know I read your blog, blah, blah, blah".

BUT!

The good news is I found the PERFECT shirt to wear to my next country concert:

Mr. Aldean

2011-09-10T20:13:00.001-04:00

Or Jason, as I like to call him.

Lisa and I took a fun little trip to Charlotte to see his concert.

Prepare to view a horrible picture of me. Trust me, believe it or not, it is the least of all the bad pictures of me from the night. I had just been hit in the head with an enormous beach ball, hence that little poof of crazy hair. I was sweating and the flash was so ridiculously bright we were almost blinded.

Do NOT tell Lisa I put it on here either.

I REPEAT: DO NOT TELL LISA ABOUT THIS PICTURE.

But we weren't there to look pretty, which is WAY more than I can say for the thousands of college girls running around in dresses that were obviously manufactured and intended to be sold as a shirt ~ not a dress. Here's why we were there....

Yeehaw!

Made To Crave

2011-09-08T18:36:00.001-04:00

I borrowed Made To Crave from Lisa a while back. I really like Lysa Terkeurst, and I knew I would enjoy the topic of the book. There was LOTS of good information in the book, even if I did spend half the time I read it texting Lisa asking if "any of it was really doable" and "why can't I be as strong as Lysa". As usual, she calmed me down and said I could just use the overall great ideas and not be so hard on myself for not liking Lysa's cold-turkey, crazy as all get out, plan. Sorry Lysa Terkeust...just a wee bit extreme for me!

I do recommend the book because it really has some great thoughts!

It Had Me At Hello

2011-09-03T21:36:00.002-04:00

I've been a little obsessed lately. Who me, obsessed with something? Surely not. Ahem.

I looked EVERYWHERE for a new calendar that would please me. In case you don't know, I can be a little bit picky. Ahem, Ahem. I searched the world over looking for a 1) cute calendar that 2) had adequate space to suit my fancy.

(Sidenote: That just reminded me of that old Hee-Haw song that goes, "I searched the world over and thought I'd found true love, but you met another and pfft you were gone". Does anybody remember that? Anybody? Anybody? Please tell me you watched Hee-Haw when you were little.)

Then I found this little beauty:

Oh, I fell in love. Truly. Madly. Deeply. It had to be ordered online, and that turned into a fiasco. A fiasco I tell you. I ordered, the site was overloaded and the order wouldn't go through, it finally went through, I received an email a week later that the order was lost, I reordered, I waited a sweet forever, I finally got it in the mail. I'm proud to report that it was worth the wait. Welcome to my life, baby girl. I think she needs a name...any suggestions?

If you're going to fair...

2011-09-02T23:01:00.000-04:00

Do not forget your:

camoflouge

Long denim shorts that will slide off to reveal your underwear while you are shirtless

More camoflauge

Cowbot hat with rat tail

LONG ponytail

"I'm gonna stomp on your face" boots

(I started to name this post "What Not To Wear To The Fair" ~ then I realized maybe I was the one who didn't quite fit in with the rest of the crowd.)

Making Memories Of Us

2011-08-21T15:27:00.000-04:00

Speaking of my buddy Keith (on the other blog), I am reminded of a song he sings that I love. It's called "Making Memories Of Us". It kind of has a special meaning because every time Brian and I hear it we think about all the times we look at each other and say, "Just makin' memories baby, makin' memories". Even though we sometimes just say it to be silly, other times we really mean it.

I LOVE traditions. If we do something the same way more than once, it's a tradition. Granted, some of my need to do things the same way over and over again may just be my obsessive compulsive nature. Honestly, I just want our children to remember all the special times we have together. Some of these may include family traditions, but some may just be every day stuff we do together.

Brian and I have always committed to keep more emphasis on experiences than material things. Sure our kids have MORE than their share of toys, but I hope when they're all grown up they don't think back and say, "Wow, those were some great toys". While I want them to be thankful for everything, I really want their memories to be filled with great family time...a fun vacation, a day trip, a play, a park, a ballgame, playing games at home, cooking dinner together, birthdays, reading and praying together, playing in the yard, just hanging out.

So if you hear us humming that little tune every once in a while, it's just a reminder for us that we're trying really hard to keep makin' memories of us.

The Help

2011-08-16T21:51:00.000-04:00

I read the book The Help last year and loved it, so I am really thrilled that the movie is finally out. My Little Bible Study Group went to see it Saturday night. I really enjoyed it! The actors did an amazing job, and I think it did the book justice.

It's been mentioned that My Little Bible Study Group needs an official name. Here's what's in the running:

1. MLBSG
2. In The Loop Group (stolen from Lysa Terkeurst)
3. Kool & The Gang (with any of the other three serving as Kool)

(Ok, throw out some other ideas...)

Seriously People

2011-08-10T17:00:00.002-04:00

I'm so behind with blogging.
Here's the breakdown:
1. Lucy Cate was born.
2. Which made me want a new baby.
3. I got a new job.
4. My own babies started school.
5. I definitely wanted a new baby.
6. I spent my first full day with 18 first graders.
7. Who are essentially babies.
8. I definitely don't need another baby.

I'll be back with lots of pictures soon!

I'm Going Home, To The Place Where I Belong

2011-08-06T20:13:00.000-04:00

I've had a LOOOONNNNNGGGG summer. After two years teaching full-time in Kingsport, I resigned in May. I was very thankful for the opportunity to teach there, but I knew it was time to move on. The reasons are abundant, and it would take me approximately two years to explain them all to you.

So...I waited and prayed. There are some people in my life who deserve a medal of honor for keeping me sane and talking me off the ledge for months. (You know who you are and thank you!) See, I knew I was leaving Kingsport, but I didn't exactly know where I was going. I can honestly say I was willing to go wherever God wanted me to go, but the waiting and wondering can be painful. I don't particularly like pain, and patience must not be my favorite fruit of the spirit.

After MANY days of waiting, I was hired last Wednesday in Washington County. I am THRILLED because that was my ultimate goal. To be back on my children's schedule is such an answer to prayer. For now, I will be teaching in a different school than they attend. I am loving my new school (Fall Branch)! Everybody has been so welcoming, and I'm even working for one of my previous principals.

So needless to say, I've been a little crazy trying to get myself prepared for those little first graders coming Tuesday morning. YES, I SAID FIRST GRADERS! I've never taught below second grade, so the adventure has truly just begun.

I've been continually praising Jesus for sending me back to Washington County. It feels so good to be home.

I'm Still Alive, But I'm Barely Breathin'

2011-08-05T22:01:00.000-04:00

I'm here.

Barely.

I'll be back soon with an update. Things, they are a changin'!

It's all good though. No worries mate.

How Am I Supposed To Get Anything Done?

2011-08-02T08:57:00.001-04:00

White Cheese Chicken Lasagna

2011-07-29T09:44:00.000-04:00

Three words: Fab.U.Lous

This was my first chicken lasagna, and we all loved how it turned out. We grilled the chicken which made it taste even yummier. I definitely plan to make it again sometime!

Here is the link to the recipe:

http://allrecipes.com/recipe/white-cheese-chicken-lasagna/detail.aspx

Make & Enjoy (and send me the leftovers)

He Never Lets Go

2011-07-22T14:18:00.000-04:00

As I sat on the beach and watched Brian and the kids play in the waves, it suddenly hit me. It was nothing new really. I've read about it hundreds of times in the Bible. Numerous circumstances in my own life have also been reminders. Somehow this time it just really dug into my heart.

The waves were rough at times, but Brian never let go. Sometimes their mighty strength even knocked Parker and Claire down, but he NEVER let go. My children were free to enjoy the waves because they knew their Daddy would protect them. When they were knocked off their feet, they clung even tighter to his strong hands. Time after time, he stood them back up and encouraged them to keep jumping. I was even reminded that he would sacrifice his own life to save them. I knew he would if that's what they needed.

God is mightier than any waves of life that knock us down. He is able and faithful to pick us up again and rescue us from danger. He already did sacrifice His own life to save us. Oh, to trust Him more and enjoy the freedom He promises.

I just needed that reminder.

He Never Lets Go.

"Mightier than the thunder of the great waters, mightier than the breakers of the sea, the Lord on high is mighty." Psalm 93:4

"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." John 16:33

Welcome to the World, Baby Girl

2011-07-21T10:17:00.001-04:00

Because so much of Flagg's third novel takes place in the 1970s media-celebrity echelons of New York City, it doesn't offer the regional and historical color and texture of its predecessor, Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe. Instead, Flagg's achievement here lies in a well-choreographed story of loyalty and survival that zigzags deftly across the post-war years, panning in on the never-changing decency of Elmwood Springs, Mo., then pulling back to watch national TV news devolve into sensationalism?all the while drawing us into the compelling life of Dena Nordstrom. Star of America's most popular morning news show, Dena shuts herself down and shuts men out for painful reasons that are unknown even to her. Only after the stress of ambush- and sound-byte journalism brings on a hemorrhaging ulcer does Dena slowly unearth the scandal that, when Dena was four, drove her mother from Elmwood Springs, hometown of the war hero father that Dena never knew. That her mother's nemesis is a newspaper gossipmonger is nicely ironic, although her mother's secret shame seems slightly larger than life. In contrast, Dena's college friend Sookie and great aunt Elner are reminders of how well Flagg can cook up memorable women from the most down-to-earth ingredients, while a cameo by Tennessee Williams is uncannily true to life. Fans may be sorry at first to leave Elmwood Springs for the big city, but even the most reluctant will get wrapped up in Dena's search for the truth about her family and her past.

*** I had a VERY hard time getting into this book. It just seemed to drag on and on with very little excitement in the story line. I even considered not finishing it, which is unusual for me. I persevered, and it finally picked up in the last half. I'm glad I finished it, but I wouldn't necessarily recommend it.

Myrtle the Giraffe

2011-07-19T09:28:00.000-04:00

So maybe you heard that I went to the beach recently...

One of my favorite stops while we're there is always Home Goods. Now I'm not talking about a TJ Maxx with some Home Goods stuff in the back or a TJ Maxx (slash) Home Goods where it's like half and half (I'm looking at you Asheville). This is a for real, knock your socks off, "Take My Breath Away" playing in the background Home Goods. I consider it pure joy, my friends.

That is where I found Myrtle.

Isn't she beautiful?

She's an (at least) nine feet tall wooden giraffe. I considered standing on that table to get a true measurement, but then I noticed that it was supported by one, smallish pedestal. I reconsidered, and estimated based on that lovely lady bent over beside her.

I immediately sent a picture to Lisa (I'm linking to her, yet she never updates her blog so there's no real reason to click over there). I just knew she would see the beauty and potential usefulness of the giraffe as I did. Of course, Lisa agreed, and at $799.99, she was a bargain. The proposal was made to split the cost and share her. We came up with several name suggestions including Jason (as in Aldean), Kenny (as in Chesney), and Luke (as in Bryan). In the end, there was only one name that was appropriate, Myrtle (as in Beach). For the record, I still reserve the right to name my next dog Myrtle which has been the plan for many years.

So I loaded her up and tied her to the top of the van. Oh, we were a sight to see on the long drive home. She was flapping around, legs everywhere. Lisa suggested a trailer or something to bring her home and then transport between our houses since the plan WAS to share her. I was just trying to be frugal, so I didn't purchase the trailer. Now, I'm sitting at home with this (at least) nine feet tall giraffe named Myrtle and no way to get her over to Lisa's house. Unless I tie her to the top of the van again which is a viable option.

***I would like to take this opportunity to announce that I am the crazy one, and Lisa just politely plays along.

***Some parts of this story are fictional ~ I'll let you decide which ones.

Beeswax

2011-07-16T17:24:00.002-04:00

Brian told me I put too many pictures on my blog. I told him, "Go mind your own pile of wax, Mr. Bee".

Prepare Yourself

2011-07-15T09:45:00.000-04:00

Italian Village Pizza (our anniversary meal)

GET IN MAH BELLAH!

Summer Sisters

2011-07-14T22:04:00.002-04:00

Summer Sisters looked like a fun book to read at the beach, so I did just that. Having enjoyed Judy Blume's books since I was a little girl, I wasn't surprised that I liked it! The story made me want to visit the Northeast coast with maybe a little less drama than the book describes. The two friends, the summer sisters, had many adventures throughout their lives with some expected betrayal along the way. I was left wondering what their lives would look like ten more years down the road. A sequel would be nice.

Green Beans

2011-07-11T10:15:00.001-04:00

This is how I feel about green beans...

Only worse! Never liked 'em, never will!

Just thought I should warn you, in case you are thinking of having me over for a lovely dinner party. I will try anything else you serve, but I will unfortunately be unable to try the green beans. They make me gag, and I'm not very pretty when I gag. Plus, I don't think you would appreciate the ugly, green stain I would leave on your carpet. So now that you've been warned, invite away...my calendar is wide open!

The Midwife's Confession

2011-06-30T09:34:00.001-04:00

My little book club (aka my little Bible study group) recently read and discussed The Midwife's Confession by Diane Chamberlain. I can't believe I forgot to take a picture!!! I read the book quickly and thought I had it all figured out all along the way. The author succeeded in "throwing me off" several times even if I did find a few of the events a bit convenient. In the end, I was left with a few unanswered questions and a burning desire to call one of the main characters to fill her in on a few things! Overall, I felt it was well written and fun to read. Recommended!

Honey Mustard Chicken

2011-06-29T04:39:00.001-04:00

Exhibit B: Ugly, Yet Tasty Honey Mustard Chicken

Honey Mustard-and-Bacon Smothered Chicken

4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts (I used tenderloins because they're thinner, and I have major issues with raw chicken ~ especially raw, THICK chicken)

salt

pepper

1 tablespoon butter

1 tablespoon vegetable oil

1/4 cup honey-mustard dressing (I used O'Charleys)

8 fully cooked bacon slices

1/4 cup shredded Mexican four cheese blend

1. Sprinkle chicken with salt and pepper.

2. Melt butter with oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat; add chicken, and cook 8 minutes on each side or until done. (Mine may have been just a tad extra done!) Reduce heat to medium-low; brush chicken with honey-mustard dressing. Top each chicken breast with 2 bacon slices, and sprinkle with cheese. Cover and cook 2 minutes until cheese melts.

Twice Baked Potatoes

2011-06-28T04:00:00.001-04:00

Well, I have become the master of poor photography and ugly food. I HAVE HOWEVER whipped up a few tasty things lately.

Exhibit A: Twice Baked Potatoes (ugly, yet tasty)

( I made half this recipe)

6 large baking potatoes
2 tablespoons olive oil
3 tablespoons milk
3 tablespoons butter
2 cups sour cream
10 ounces sharp cheddar cheese, grated (I used mild)
1 tablespoon garlic salt
salt and pepper
6 slices bacon, cooked and crumbled

Preheat oven to 400 degrees.

Wash the potatoes and pierce them with a fork. Rub the potatoes with the olive oil and bake for 45 minutes or until done. Remove potatoes and cut them in half lengthwise. Set aside. Reduce temperature of the oven to 350 degrees.

When the potatoes are cool enough to handle, scoop out the potato flesh into a mixing bowl. Add the milk, butter, sour cream, cheese, garlic salt, salt and pepper to taste. Mix until creamy. Spoon back into potato shells. Put crumbled bacon on top. Return potatoes to oven for 15 minutes. Gobble them up!

***I've made several different versions of twice baked potatoes through the years, but this one was definitely the best.

Home Cooking with Trisha Yearwood p.128

Between Friends

2011-06-21T09:00:00.001-04:00

Debbie Macomber tells the story of a remarkable friendship -- and tells it in a remarkable way. Between Friends is a story in which every woman will recognize herself . . . and her best friend.
The friendship between Jillian Lawton and Lesley Adamski begins in the postwar era of the 1950s. As they grow up, their circumstances, their choices -- and their mistakes -- take them invirtually opposite directions. Lesley gets pregnant and marries young, living a cramped life defined by the demands of small children, not enough money, an unfaithful husband. Jillian lives those years on a college campus shaken by the Vietnam War and then as an idealistic young lawyer in New York City. Over the years and across the miles, through marriage, children, divorce and widowhood, Jillian and Lesley remain close, sharing every grief and every joy. There are no secrets between friends . . .

***I really enjoyed this book that was written entirely in letters, journal entries, postcards, etc. between two friends. The book followed their friendship from childhood through late adulthood. Recommended!

The Truth About Disney

2011-06-18T07:00:00.001-04:00

I made this statement while on our recent Disney trip. "The truth about Disney World is that everybody loves it and can't wait to get there, but they're miserable the whole time." Brian said, "Every child looks exhausted, and every parent looks shell-shocked". It's kind of like, "This is the happiest place on earth, and you WILL be happy no matter how tired or hot you get". This is the first year we've taken a break in the middle of our Magic Kingdom day to return to the condo to rest, cool down, etc. It was the best decision we ever made. When we went back to the park later in the day, the temperatures had cooled down a little, and we felt refreshed to enjoy the parade and fireworks. If you're planning a trip to the Land of the Mouse, I highly recommend planning a mid-day break!

Best Friends Forever

2011-06-15T11:00:00.001-04:00

Some bonds can never be broken...Addie Downs and Valerie Adler will be best friends forever. That's what Addie believes after Valerie moves across the street when they're both nine years old. But in the wake of betrayal during their teenage years, Val is swept into the popular crowd, while mousy, sullen Addie becomes her school's scapegoat.Flash-forward fifteen years. Valerie Adler has found a measure of fame and fortune working as the weathergirl at the local TV station. Addie Downs lives alone in her parents' house in their small hometown of Pleasant Ridge, Illinois, caring for a troubled brother and trying to meet Prince Charming on the Internet. She's just returned from Bad Date #6 when she opens her door to find her long-gone best friend standing there, a terrified look on her face and blood on the sleeve of her coat. "Something horrible has happened," Val tells Addie, "and you're the only one who can help."Best Friends Forever is a grand, hilarious, edge-of-your-seat adventure; a story about betrayal and loyalty, family history and small-town secrets. It's about living through tragedy, finding love where you least expect it, and the ties that keep best friends together.

*** The story was pretty good, but there was too much questionable language for me! I'm not sure I'll read more from this author.

Chicken Burritos

2011-06-13T15:00:00.001-04:00

Chicken Burritos

2 Tbsp. vegetable oil
1 medium onion
3 cups chopped cooked chicken
1 (10 oz) can Rotel
1 (16 oz) container refrigerated mile white cheese dip
6 flour tortillas

1. Preheat oven to 350. Heat oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Add onion; cook 5 minutes until onion is tender. Add chicken and Rotel; stir well. Microwave cheese dip according to package directions. Stir in just enough cheese dip to lightly coat the chicken.

2. Spoon about 3/4 cup chicken mixture down center of each tortilla; roll up. Place burritos, seam side down, in a lightly greased baking dish. Drizzle with remaining cheese dip.

3. Bake, covered, at 350 for 15 minutes. Uncover and bake 10 more minutes. Enjoy!

*I have tried several chicken burrito/enchilada recipes. So far, this one has been our favorite. They look so bland in the picture, but they were mighty tasty!

A Year

2011-06-11T22:22:00.001-04:00

Dear Daddy,

I can't believe it's been a whole year. I still miss you so much and think about you every day. I look forward to the day we are together again.

Love,
Doodle Bug

One Thousand Gifts

2011-06-08T12:42:00.001-04:00

I read One Thousand Gifts a couple of months ago. The author has such a unique way of writing. She's extremely poetic, and while I enjoyed the first couple of chapters, it was just too much for me. I found myself reading and then wondering what I had read. Often a chapter would seem just like the previous one with no new information. It is clear that Ann Voskamp loves Jesus and has such a sweet heart. I'm sure she is a lovely person, I just didn't enjoy the book very much.

Lazy Lane

2011-06-04T16:10:00.001-04:00

That's what I really want to name this blog...or maybe "Life on Lazy Lane". There's just one tiny problem. I don't live on Lazy Lane. Here's why I think we should move there and henceforth rename the blog:

1. I just think it sounds so "homey" and inviting. Who wouldn't want to call Lazy Lane home???

2. Lazy Lane actually exists near our current home. There also happens to be a house there that I think is just perfect for us. It's just absolutely darlin'. (I actually fell in love with that house years ago before I even realized it is on Lazy Lane.)

3. The alliteration is lovely. I'm fond of alliteration. (See: Michele Murray; It's not the only reason I married him, but it sure didn't hurt his chances.)

So maybe I should change the name of the blog and just pretend...

Her Mother's Hope

2011-06-02T00:30:00.001-04:00

I recently read Her Mother's Hope by Francine Rivers. As usual, I enjoyed the writing of this author. The sequel, Her Daughter's Dream, is definitely on my "list" especially since the book kind of left me longing for a resolution. A short description of the book is below if you're interested in finding out more.
The first part of unforgettable epic family saga about the sacrifices every mother makes for her daughter and the very nature of unconditional love. On the eve of the First World War, fiery Marta Schneider leaves Switzerland and her difficult childhood behind, determined to find a new life on her own terms. Barely out of her teens, Marta is haunted by a devastating loss that fuels her ambition to one day own a hotel. From the cramped quarters of a French housekeeping school to the portrait-lined halls of a stately English manor, Marta becomes a hard working domestic who has little time to dwell on what might have been. Instead, she draws her strength from what could be. Then, Marta meets Niclas Waltert, a man just as determined as she to forge a better life in a new place. Niclas captures her heart and together they endure the harshness of life as tenant farmers on the vast prairies of Winnipeg, Canada, before following the promise of the American dream and migrating to the agriculturally rich Central Valley of California. Marriage and motherhood bring both joy and heartbreak, as Marta must surrender her long-held ambitions for the sake of her husband and children, including her daughter, Hildemara, upon whose shoulders her own hopes now squarely rest. Only the strong survive and Marta is determined to raise a daughter as strong as she. But as Hildie reaches young womanhood and another war is fast approaching, those hopes become too heavy a burden for Hildie to bear. Born with a heart to serve others, Hildie pursues her calling as a nurse, something Marta can’t understand. Marta’s years of hardnosed parenting have left Hildie still hungry for her mother’s love…and now for her mother’s respect. Amid the drama of WWII, Hildie falls in love and begins a family of her own. She wants her daughter, Carolyn, never to doubt her love—but the challenges of life conspire against her vow and the only person who can come to her aid is the person she remains so desperate to please: Marta, her mother. With hallmark touches of brilliant prose and gripping characterizations, Her Mother’s Hope is a rich, moving epic about faith and dreams, heartache and disappointment, and ultimately the resilience and tenacity of love.

My Other Favorite Things

2011-05-29T20:29:00.000-04:00

Welcome to my new blog! Such an original title, huh?! I just needed a place to record my thoughts, recipes, books, and general craziness. I'm planning to keep the other blog going to record our family's life. Hope you'll visit both blogs from time to time!