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Monday, October 27, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Breaking the silence... going political
I hate politics and I am in hiding... but:
I am not Catholic... but the video is still worth watching!
I am not Catholic... but the video is still worth watching!
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Monday, October 06, 2008
Happy Birthday
Ok... so it isn't a birthday really... but a friend of mine from college is celebrating the 1 year anniversary of starting her blog. She has an amazing story. Check her out here. She is hosting a give away. So go sign up!
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Differences
I know my children are all different. But the differences between Maggie and Abbie are night and day. After asking Maggie, "How was school?" or "What did you do today?" you get the minimal answer. Ask the same question of Abbie...
Today I was informed the letter of the day was "H" and the word "shut" should be spelled with an "o" instead of a "u". There was also some comments about playing with a house at choice time and then playing something else when someone wanted the house she was playing with. She also detailed how many minutes she played at each station and the entire contents of her hot lunch... including condiments and spork. She also informed me how she ate said lunch and which condiments she used and blended to make it taste good.
Today I was informed the letter of the day was "H" and the word "shut" should be spelled with an "o" instead of a "u". There was also some comments about playing with a house at choice time and then playing something else when someone wanted the house she was playing with. She also detailed how many minutes she played at each station and the entire contents of her hot lunch... including condiments and spork. She also informed me how she ate said lunch and which condiments she used and blended to make it taste good.
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Anniversary
Happy Anniversary!!!
Ok... maybe not. I am awake on September 7th at 2 am because this is when I watched my house burn down. Ok... maybe it wasn't MY house. But it was the closest thing I had to a home at the time.
The word "Insurance" makes me want to vomit. They drag their feet and we struggle. They want to stop paying for our rent... they withhold information about extra available money. I hate them. Unfortunately this is a company designed to work with churches... so they have policies in place to give churches the minimum amount possible? I try to remind myself to pray for them... so far it isn't working.
I try to remind myself that we just lost "things" that have no real worth. But the sentimental loss is still devastating. I will never show my girls my wedding dress. I will never again hold the teddy bear my mom purchased when she found out she was pregnant. The last quilt my great-grandma made (Out of her own dresses from the 50's) can never be replaced. The crib I placed my 3 oldest babies in is gone. My emotional security is gone.
We live in constant fear. Electrical issues, smoke, alarms, fire engines, sirens... they send us into a panic attack. Will I ever feel safe?
Even if we are able to rebuild, I doubt I would ever be able to live there. The constant fear and mourning would be too much.
Most days I wish we could go... but God has determined otherwise. Anyone stating that my relationship with God must be lacking will be harmed! If I didn't trust God has a purpose for this mess... I wouldn't be here. With my altered state... I wonder if I am really here.
I hope that someday Maggie and Abbie forget about "The house with the stairs" because they regularly state that they miss it. They remember the toys that they lost. They remember not having shoes to go to school. It just reminds me how hard it has been... not just over the last year, but since we followed God's call to come here. It has been 3 years 3 months since we took this call and we have been constantly tested.
Please pray for us, because I am sure that these trials aren't over.
Ok... maybe not. I am awake on September 7th at 2 am because this is when I watched my house burn down. Ok... maybe it wasn't MY house. But it was the closest thing I had to a home at the time.
The word "Insurance" makes me want to vomit. They drag their feet and we struggle. They want to stop paying for our rent... they withhold information about extra available money. I hate them. Unfortunately this is a company designed to work with churches... so they have policies in place to give churches the minimum amount possible? I try to remind myself to pray for them... so far it isn't working.
I try to remind myself that we just lost "things" that have no real worth. But the sentimental loss is still devastating. I will never show my girls my wedding dress. I will never again hold the teddy bear my mom purchased when she found out she was pregnant. The last quilt my great-grandma made (Out of her own dresses from the 50's) can never be replaced. The crib I placed my 3 oldest babies in is gone. My emotional security is gone.
We live in constant fear. Electrical issues, smoke, alarms, fire engines, sirens... they send us into a panic attack. Will I ever feel safe?
Even if we are able to rebuild, I doubt I would ever be able to live there. The constant fear and mourning would be too much.
Most days I wish we could go... but God has determined otherwise. Anyone stating that my relationship with God must be lacking will be harmed! If I didn't trust God has a purpose for this mess... I wouldn't be here. With my altered state... I wonder if I am really here.
I hope that someday Maggie and Abbie forget about "The house with the stairs" because they regularly state that they miss it. They remember the toys that they lost. They remember not having shoes to go to school. It just reminds me how hard it has been... not just over the last year, but since we followed God's call to come here. It has been 3 years 3 months since we took this call and we have been constantly tested.
Please pray for us, because I am sure that these trials aren't over.
Thursday, September 04, 2008
The world is ending... but it has a great story!

Story
At least the first thought was, "We thought a big white sheet had been spread, so we decided to come and see for ourselves. We thought that it was Jesus who had come back,"
Antique
What defines an Antique? Is it something really old? What defines old?
In this town, Antique includes the 60's. When generations are less than 20 years apart, you have your grandma's "antique" furniture from the 60's... and you even call it an antique. I am thinking this is a unique cultural phenomenon.
In this town, Antique includes the 60's. When generations are less than 20 years apart, you have your grandma's "antique" furniture from the 60's... and you even call it an antique. I am thinking this is a unique cultural phenomenon.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
John's Update
First Day of School!
Monday, September 01, 2008
Smash up 20 years apart!
These songs are over 20 years apart... Still SO AMAZING
DOWN LOAD THE mp3 AT:
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DOWN LOAD THE mp3 AT:
http://www.mediafire.com/?dyy1ezjmyzy
Labor Day
Just a post that is going around today... I am going to play the game!
How long were your labors?
Kid #1, 12 hours.
Kid #2, 4 hours
Kid #3, 3 hours.
Kid #4, 2 hours.
How did you know you were in labor?
Kid #1, water breaking.
Kid #2, water breaking.
Kid #3, contractions all day
Kid #4, Woke from a nap with mind numbing pain!
Where did you deliver?
Kid 1+2 Hospital
Kid 3+4 Home
Drugs?
Kid 1 yes.
Kids 2,3,4 no.
C-section?
No
Who delivered?
Kid #1 Midwife
Kid #2 Dr.
Kid #3+4 Jason
Vacation from people
I would like a Vacation!
From People!
As a pastor's wife, I am constantly used and lied to.
I know this sounds depressing...
Just picture me laughing maniacally.
(Wow, I didn't know that maniacally was spelled with two L's)
From People!
As a pastor's wife, I am constantly used and lied to.
I know this sounds depressing...
Just picture me laughing maniacally.
(Wow, I didn't know that maniacally was spelled with two L's)
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Jalapenios - A cautionary tale
So I was making salsa... yes this is a picture of a pitcher of home made salsa. My WONDERFUL husband handed me a pepper. I warned him about touching his face after touching the pepper. I minced the pepper... I added it to the salsa. I covered the salsa... I shook the salsa... and while cleaning up: I TOUCHED MY LIPS! My tongue burned for a little bit... but 30 mins later... my lips are on fire. So I can swallow a JalapeƱo... I just can't let it touch my lips.
Amie - Destroyer of worlds
Once upon a time... there was a Princess from the land of Terrible Two. Her name was Amie and she was known across the Western Wood for her ability to bring down her enemies with a fierce scream. She also made a hobby of destroying anything that might get in her way.One particular Sunday morning, while the King was beyond the Western Woods in the Land of Chester, the queen decided to shower. The queen threatened the Princess with her life should she destroy the queen's lands.
The Princess however, had other plans. She felt that the DVD device in the land of Play no longer needed a tray and pulled it out, completely destroying it. She also felt it was necessary to climb the tallest tower to the Queen's domain and decimate her realm of q-tips into a pile on the floor.The queen was very displeased. She punished the princess sending her to the dungeon. The queen hoped for a minute of peace across the land. But the little princess escaped and ran to the Knight's castle. While he was sleeping, the princess must had taken a mighty potion that gave her a giant's strength because she shook the castle with her two hands and made the young Knight cry.
Upon hearing this, the Queen locked up the princess in the dungeon for ever and ever, Amen.
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