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Thursday, September 30, 2010

Fall is in the air!

Mama Kat wants to know 10 reasons I'm glad it's Fall. Here they are:

1. My children will actually be able to go outside for longer than 5 minutes.

2. My children will ride their bikes and skateboards.

3. My children will jump on the trampoline.

4. My children will go for a walk with us without complaining it's too hot.

5. My children will run around out back and just play.

6. My children will go down to the lake across the street and bring back some old rock or mystery piece of some thing or some animal and tell me to how cool it is while I cringe and tell them to get it back outside!

7. My children will actually wear the sneakers I bought them when school started more than once a week.

8. My children will get to stay up late and play in the fire pit in the backyard and make s'mores.

9. My children will get the sidewalk chalk out and color the road in front of our house on the whole street.

10. I will get to sit outside and watch them do all of this while I sit my lazy buns in a chair with a book....aaaahhh, fall.

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Tuesday, September 28, 2010

After Homeschool-Part 2

It's been a while since I posted about our decision to homeschool. If you feel up to doing the clicking you can read my first post, "Before Homeschool (part 1)" HERE. I originally linked that post up with Shell, so I thought it only best to come back to PYHO for part 2.

It's been over a year since we began homeschooling.

Before I go on I feel I should tell you I have two boys (for those of you who don't know). My youngest is in kindergarten and my oldest is in 6th grade. We homeschool both of them. My original post was primarily about my oldest and his struggles in the school system through 4th grade. My youngest pretty much lucked out in the school department, and he doesn't know any different. He's been doing the HS thing since Pre-K, and loves it. My update is really to tell you about how my oldest has been thriving since the switch from public school.

Over a year has passed since we made this life changing decision. What I have now is two very happy children. When I take a long look at where we were and where we are now with my oldest, the difference is like night and day. He went from being a depressed, moody, anxiety filled and angry boy to a peaceful, funny, joy-filled, smiling young man. What I love the most since our lives have changed over the past year is that I can see that he actually enjoys learning again. I can see his eyes sparkle when he has the chance to tell me something he knows or wants to share something he's reading about. When we do science or social studies, he can share his thoughts and ideas with me without getting in trouble. He can stand while he does his work if he wants to. He can breathe again.

He seems like a different kid. He's so at peace and comfortable with himself again, and it's wonderful to watch.

After a year of homeschooling I have come up with a list of misconceptions about homeschool kids and families. These are my opinions. Some might seem strong, but that's how this whole blog thing works, right?

#1 Homeschool kids are socially deprived. My kids have more social time than they ever would at public school. We spend 3-4 days a week doing activities with others HS kids. We go to PE at the YMCA two days a week, and schedule other activities and trips on top of that. The kids have been able to really build a strong bond with their friends. Generally at public school, my oldest was allowed to socialize during lunch (25 min), and at the car line each day. If he talked outside of these environments he was in trouble. How is a child supposed to build friendships like that?

#2 Homeschool kids are weird. Sorry, but the stigma is out there. Yes, I've met some weird kids along the way, but I've found where they go to school is never a factor.

#3 Homeschool kids don't receive a quality education. This was a big thing for me in the decision making factor of things. Would I be able to provide them with the same quality of education they would receive at public school? Am I educated enough? Will they surpass me in academic ability sooner or later? Here's the thing...I believe that if your heart is in it, you enjoy learning yourself, you enjoy teaching your children, and your top priority is your child's education, it doesn't matter where you take them to school. The HS curriculum that's out there is awesome! You can truly find top notch stuff! HS has become so common that there's curriculum for every child and every family. I find I'm smarter than I thought I was. I have the ability do all things through Him who strengthens me (Philippians 4:13), and I truly believe God will equip you for every good work(Hebrews 13:21). I do not have a Doctorate in Education, and yes, maybe they will need some calculus whiz to step in some day. When that day comes, we'll get one. It's that simple.

#4 Homeschool kids are sheltered.  Yes, they are! I would be lying if I said my kids weren't being sheltered. I included it as a misconception because I think the world tells us it's a bad thing. When in fact, my kids are sheltered from school shootings, bullies, cussing, gangs, popularity contests, girls that are barely dressed, drugs on campus, teachers who don't care about them(no offense to great teachers-I do know there are many of you!!), school policies that treat them as a number or score rather than a child and student, curriculum that omits values and character, truths that have nothing to do with the God that created them, and we shelter them from drowning in a classroom that is triple the size it should be. So yes, I guess, my kids are sheltered.

#5 Homeschool families are a bunch Bible bangers. We love Jesus, believe in God's word, and I consider it a blessing to include biblical truths into our daily lessons. However, this is not the only reason we HS. Since we are a Christian family, I find many people think this is the reason we made the choice to HS, but surprise surprise-it's really not. We decided to do this because I believe my children thrive in an alternate learning environment from the classroom. They need the ability to learn creatively according to their needs. Not the needs of the teacher, other students, or the school board.

#6 Homeschooling will take 8-10 hours a day.  Every child is different and needs different levels of instruction. So I can only speak for my children, but I can usually get through the majority of my oldest son's lessons in 4-5 hours a day. This includes his independent work(or homework). Granted, he needs to be on task for this to happen(and that's not every day-he is a 12 year old boy!), but for the most part it's 4-5 hours. My youngest, who is in kindergarten, takes about 2 hours to complete his work for the day. This may not seem like a lot of time. It didn't to me when I started, but I realized quickly that I have two students. Just two. At public school their teacher has 30. The one-on-one time my children get with me multiplies their learning time immensely. How much actual one-on-one instruction does a child in public school get? Not much. You can get a lot done when you have 1 or 2 students. We're not sitting at the dining room table for 8 hours a day. That's for sure!

#7 Homeschool kids can only be friends with other homeschool kids. False. My oldest wasn't a huge social butterfly in public school. In fact he was quite the introvert. He really didn't come out of his shell until after he began homeschooling. But, he did have one close friend who he is still very close with. They still have lots in common, get along fantastically, and they do sleepovers still, and have a blast together. Where they go to school is never a topic of conversation, and one doesn't think the other is strange because of it. Interesting.

Overall, I believe wholeheartedly that my boys are happy. I'm not saying HS is for every family, and that the public school system is awful, and every teacher is horrid. We had some wonderful teachers in public school and I know many educators personally. But, most teachers I know would agree that they have some of the same frustrations I do as a parent.

I feel blessed to have the boys home and I pray this is where God keeps me. I know it's the best thing for our family. If I had to give you one word for what we've gained as a family since we began homeschooling it would be PEACE.

PS, I'm posting to Shell early so I can link up late to this homeschool hop I found too! Sue me.


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Monday, September 27, 2010

What kind of example am I setting?

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My son is 12. Soon he will be 15, then he will be 16. UGH! How did this happen? What kind of example do I set for him behind the wheel of car? He's watching me in a spot he'll be in before I blink.

I stumbled upon this post on GenXmom's blog last week, and it really hit home.

I have to confess that I am guilty of letting my phone be a distraction for me while I'm driving. I've texted while driving too. I'm not habitual, but it's happened, and it's no excuse. I've even done it with my kids in the car.

I allow my phone to distract me with emails, texts, alerts, dings, dongs, flags, little red stars, and a partridge in a pear tree. It might not always be a text. I might peek at an email as I sit a traffic light, or type a quickie when I know there are no cars around.
We live in a world that lies to us. It tells us we are important. Here's a news flash for me, I'm not that important! This kind of thinking is so stupid, ignorant, and prideful! That email isn't that important. The text can wait! The voicemail can wait longer. The email will be there when I get to it. I realized how ridiculously distracted I am in the car while I'm driving my sweet boys, and it disgusted me.

So I could spend the next week wallowing in my own self pity, or I can just get up and do something about it! Thanks to GenXmom, I found something!

NEVER AGAIN will I take this kind of risk with my life or the life of anyone else!

Last week I took this pledge with

Not only am I pledging to not text and drive, I'm pledging to PUT THE PHONE DOWN. I plan on turning off my blackberry when I'm in the car. period.
It's really been an adjustment, but I will tell you that both of my boys notice! Hopefully, they oldest will remember me turning the phone off when they get behind the wheel.



Tuesday, September 21, 2010

A Breath of Fresh Air

Being content is is something I struggle with. I often tend to focus on what I don't have. Where I don't live. How I will manage to reach goals that seem impossible. Why others seem to have it easy, while we have to work at it. Whatever "it" is. We all have an "it" we're working hard to find or obtain. I can't stand this quality about  myself.

Yesterday I needed to get out of the house. An occupational hazard of homeschooling. I just felt boxed in after a week of passing around colds, and we needed some fresh air. So, I packed the boys in the car and drove to a park about 5 miles away from our house. 5 miles. That was all it took for me to realize I have this in my own backyard. We've been here a hundred times before, but today was different. It was like I was here for the first time.

It was gorgeous out. The sun was shining, and there was actually a breeze. As I took this walk with my sweet boys in the middle of the afternoon, I realized how much I let pass me by every day. Sometimes I'm so caught up in the worries of life that I miss the blessings right under my nose.
I wasn't expecting this treat for my heart, so these pictures were taken with my phone. I'm no photographer, but I think you get it. 

I kept hearing a favorite verse of mine whispered to my heart.

"...for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength." ~Philippians 4:10-13

This breath of fresh air was an unexpected reminder to strive for contentment. Look what the Lord has given me. These boys. This life...and a much needed breath of fresh air!

Lord, let me not take it for granted.

Get out and get a breath of fresh air today. I pray yours is as sweet as mine.

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Monday, September 20, 2010

Friends You Love-A Little Bit of Life


It's the last Monday to join Friends You Love in their September blog hop.

This month is about building friendships and making our existing friendships stronger...

We challenge you to dig into your "followers" list and find a follower you don't know well (someone who doesn't comment regularly) and reach out to them and ask them to do a guest post on YOUR blog. Link up with your guest post and have your new friend (guest poster) link up as well!

After reading this post last week from Diana at A Little Bit of Life, I couldn't think of anyone else I'd rather ask to come over for a visit! This post isn't the first time I've stopped by her blog, and I each time I have her posts always keep me reading. They're sweet and genuine. Diana is definitely I friend I love.

I love her post today about a fading friendship that remains unchanged in her heart.
If you've never stopped by her place, it's a must today!

Thank you to Adrienne for asking me to guest post! It’s my first time so go easy on me girls!

I figured since this blog hop is “Friends You Love”, I would write about the friendship and how it changes over time.

I have a pretty unique story as to how a friendship came about with one of my best friends. When I was 13 years old I decided to make the trek from Florida to Woodward, Pennsylvania to attend gymnastics camp. Two of my teammates were also going and I was pretty excited to spend two weeks doing nothing but gymnastics! So I went through registration and started to make the long trek - with ALL MY STUFF – across the camp, over 18,000 hills (seriously – who knew PA was so hilly?) to the farthest and last cabin on the grounds - 8B. I am not kidding you when I say that the instant I opened the door this curly haired bundle of energy bounced down from one of the bunks and landed not two feet from my face.

“Hey, I’m Jen!”

And that folks is how I met my best friend. From that moment on we were inseparable. We tested into the same group so we had classes together all morning. Her coach was there and he let me and my teammates train with her group in the afternoons. We bought matching leotards, giggled about boys, and did a lip sync in front of the whole camp to “I’m a Little Teapot.” After a week you couldn’t pry us apart but alas it was time for Jen to return to Ohio and I had another week at camp. That didn’t put a damper on our friendship though.

I have binders full of letters from 1996 through about 2000 when we switched to emailing than myspace and facebook. We were both grounded on several occasions due to the size of the long distance phone bills. We visited each other whenever possible and went through some growing pains along the way. Parents, boys, school, drama we covered it all and never judged the other along the way. Our friendship was probably stronger because we didn’t spend every waking minute together so we couldn’t get sick of each other. I flew to Ohio for Jen’s high school graduation and she was there to see me graduate from college.

Things have changed over the past few years though. See up until I got married we were on the same path and we could commiserate. There was the going out, dating, etc. Then I went and upset the balance by settling down. Our lives no longer matched up and it became harder to find a common ground. Our phone calls got fewer and farther in between. I stopped seeing comments pop up on my Facebook wall. I’m not going to lie – it hurt at first. But I got it and I couldn’t be mad at her. She hadn’t changed – I had. I went through that big leap that puts you a different category. Then I threw it further out of whack – we bought a house, put down “roots”, and now we’re expecting a baby. All while she was still figuring where she wanted to go and if it was time to spread her wings.

I tried reaching out initially to hold on to what we had but never really got a response so I figured – back off – give her space. So I have. A note or text here and there just so she knows I’m thinking about her and yes I’m still here. Whether I’m married or a mom it won’t change how I feel about that crazy girl I met when I was 13. I will always be just a phone call away no matter what. I know that when she is ready I’ll get that call and we will talk for hours as if nothing happened. That’s just the way these friendships work. And when it comes time for her to get married, buy a house and make babies – I’ll be there with advice along the way and a sympathetic shoulder. Just like I always have been. At some point and time our paths will meet again and the funny thing about friendship is that it’s not about what happened in between – it’s about the here and now. I never expected us to always be those giggling teenagers. It is only natural that there are times when our lives aren’t running parallel and we have to grow apart in order to fins the path we are going down. Then we have that moment at the end of it where we think – “Man, I can’t wait to call her and tell her all about this!” So Jen, whenever that time comes – I’m ready. I hope you are too because come mid January or early February you can expect a call with the biggest, sweetest news I’ve ever had to share and I couldn’t think of anyone better to share it with then you!


Saturday, September 18, 2010

That's My Best Friend


When I saw this contest I wanted to immediately begin typing the praises of my bestie! Then, I hit a writing could I possibly stuff 20 years of  history, memories, friendship, laughter, and tears into one readable post??

I still do not have the answer to this question. So, I've decided to just start typing and see what happens. Maybe I'll come out with a wining post-maybe not. But, I'm just gonna tell you about my sweet friend from the heart, and see how it goes. I know you'll love her!

We met in 6th grade. More than 20 years ago! We've been best friends all these years. In the beginning we had little in common. It was sort of an opposites attract type thing. When I walked into Mrs. F's English class on day 1 of 6th grade, I saw this sweet little thing with stoned washed pegged jeans, and a mess of red hair. She invited me over with a shy wave and a smile showing no teeth, and I sat down in the empty desk next to her. The rest, as they say, is history!

Today we're 32 years old. We live about 5 miles away from each other. As much as we would love to see each other every day. That.never.happens. We have to make a deliberate effort to plan things, or we would never see each other. All of a sudden I woke up, and we were woman. Grown woman with grown up lives and grown up problems. We have grown up butts and boobs. Post childbearing bodies, and we're married with husbands and children, and our lives are no longer sound tracked by one hit wonders and mixed tapes. Sixth grade was a.long.time.ago.

When I really start thinking about the history and memories we have I feel a rush of every emotion. Sadness, happiness, pure joy, fear, laughter, laughter so hard you wet your pants and your abs hurt the next morning, anxiety, heartbreak, and love, unconditional love. This is my best friend.

Two decades have passed since that first day we met. We've shared so much of our lives together that the friendship we have is so raw. honest. We can pick up after years of being apart, and it feels like we were together the weekend before. This is my best friend.

At this stage in our lives we have a lot in common. We're both mothers, wives, daughters, daughter-in-laws, sisters, and friends to other friends. Although we have some of life in common, we have plenty of circumstances that could have separated us time and time again. We've had all of the usual people-grow-apart type stuff, and then there's the unique stuff that many friends might not have to go through. We've had times of struggles when disagreements rear their ugly head, insecurities play evil games, jealousy has even come around, and just plain grown up life gets in the way too. We've both agreed we parent differently. Our home lives and daily routines are like black and white! Opposites attract-that's my best friend.

The most recent hurdle we've had to get through was one of spirituality. I don't know if this batter was hers as much as it was mine. So I'm gonna own it. I love Jesus. I believe wholeheartedly in the truth of scripture in the Bible. She's a converted Muslim and studies the Quran. This was a tough one for me. I spent the limited amount of time I had with her by quoting scripture and trying to get her to see things my way. Wait! My way? No, no, sister! You've got it all wrong. It's not my way-it's His way. It took me a while to realize that I had a pride problem. Her heart is for God to work on. That's not my job. I'm called to be a light in her life through Christ Jesus living within me, and how could I be that by making her feel condemned? It was a battle for me. I kept waiting for God to reveal to me what I should do about our friendship. I kept expecting him to lead me on another path. I became sad thinking this was going to be it. This was going to be the thing to break us. But that's not what happened.

Over and over God just kept telling me to "be her friend", "just be her friend"!
She's always my friend-that's my best friend.

We've experience it all. Hey, We're talking two decades. It hasn't always been roses and butterflies. But that's real friendship. Always real-that's my best friend.

It's easy to have a friendship with someone you have everything in common with through every season of life, but it takes work to love unconditionally through the storms. That's the kind of friendship we have. Unconditional. That's my best friend.

The storms are the times in our friendship that make me the most proud. At times we've fought to keep this special friendship, and that means so much to me.

Then last week, I got an emergency call. My best friend had been rushed to the hospital and was being admitted for emergency back surgery as we spoke. Her herniated disc had caused so much nerve damage she was suffering from paralysis in her lower body. She was unable to walk. Her sister also told me that the nerve damage had affected her bladder. The doctors were not sure if the damage could be reversed. What!?

I left the boys with my husband. The kids were sick. It was hard to go, but I also didn't care. I had to get up there and hold her hand. Or see her, or anything. I just needed to get there. I rushed to the hospital. I sadly cannot even really remember driving there. I was pretty worked up with idea of her not being able to walk and use the ladies room like a dignified adult! She's 32! I just kept thinking that she is the glue that holds her family together, her husband couldn't make it without her. Her whole family would be lost! I just prayed, called for more prayer, and then called more people to pray.

When I got there, she was already in surgery. Things were more relaxed than I had been on the way there. Thank God! I still had all the same questions, that no one was able to give me answers for, but just being with her family made me feel better. All we could do was wait and see how she recovered.

Then, her doctor came out. We could see her.

I had to wait with her sister because only three people could go back at a time. The first three to go in were her mother, father, and husband. Her sister and I graciously waited behind for our turn. When her dad went in she was awake. She smiled. Of course. He said, "Your sisters are in the waiting room". She said excited and giddy, "Adrienne's here too?" She didn't miss a beat...after all these years, she's not just my best friend, she's my sister. A sister-that's my best friend.

Once I got to see her I thought it best for me to get going. I didn't want to take away from the rest of the family there. I leaned in to give her a kiss and she grabbed my arm and said, "please don't go, stay". So I did. The nurse brought in some sprite and cranberry juice, and I mixed it into the perfect treat for her dry mouth. I held the cup and fed her with the straw. She just smiled. It was at that moment that I realized I could not make it without her. She's my heart-that's my best friend.

I will tell that God has answered our prayers and she is doing well. She's recovering slowly but surely. She's been walking and I'm happy to report using all of her parts with no problem! PRAISE GOD!!

We have a date next week. I'm gonna climb up in bed with her and watch  recite every.single.word. of Pretty Woman.

That's my best friend-a Pretty Woman word reciting fool!


Thursday, September 16, 2010

Saving Big w/ Mama Kat

When I saw one of this week's writing prompts, I couldn't resist!

I have to tell you that couponing and this "community of savers" that Mama spoke of is THE reason I started blogging. Just as she had no idea this world of savers was out there, I had no idea the blog world world was out there! I signed onto the blog world to find information from coupon bloggers, and decided to start my own blog. Little did I know-a passion for saving money would start this path I'm venturing down in blogging.

My blog has turned out to be more than talk about couponing, because quite frankly, I found out I had more to say. BUT, couponing is something I LOVE to do, and something I LOVE to blog about! So, without further ado. A time (or two, or three) I saved big! I have even been blessed to know that some of my followers have used my tricks and tips and started saving money for their familes too!

That really makes my day!

I'm no coupon pro, and I cannot compete with some of the savings blogs out there, but I am saving money!

Saving money for our family on groceries, household products, and so forth is a way I feel like I contribute to the finances. It makes me feel like I'm in control of some of the chaos around here.
Even if it's just an illusion, I'm fine with that.

These are a  few of my ffavorite trips grocery trips I actually got pics of. I'm not organized enough to to take pics every time I save big, but when I'm in the mood I like to get a pic. They speak for themselves!

It's not easy to get pics though After unloading all the bags in this heat, setting them up neat and pretty before frozen items melt is enough to give me a meltdown, so I don't always feel like doing this. But, I have gotten a few blog worthy trips photographed. Enjoy!

On this trip, I saved $171.57 and spent only $51.27

This trip cost me only $26(which included 6 boxes of tampons)!!

When I bought this stuff I spent ZERO OOP(out of pocket) and made $3!

Saving money rocks!
Find out more info on my couponing with these
(This post will share why I started couponing,
direct you to printable coupon sites,
and give you some great getting starting advice!)

Mama's Losin' It



Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Life Under Construction!

Time for me to Pour My Heart Out with Shell!

We're under construction here at the shoebox. Literally. Some of you know we had a flood here back in July(YES-JULY!), and this past week we've finally begun to start the repairs! It has been a tremendous struggle to get anything done in a timely manner, and dealing with my mortgage company has been a nightmare.

Has anyone ever had an insurance claim on their home? If you have a mortgage, the insurance check is made payable to you and your mortgage company. You must endorse the check over to the mortgage co, and they hold the funds according to their process and your repairs. Every mortgage co. is different. I have family members who have gone through similar processes without any headaches, but that has not been the case for us-AT ALL!!

When the house flooded I felt like it was a physical picture of how I already felt about my life.  It was a breaking point for me. The straw that broke the camels back per say. It's a season of life when things are crazy. I don't even want to type out the laundry list of things we have on our plate-for two reasons. 1. All of you have your own list, and mine is no more important than yours, and 2. It's not the point of this post.

God has laid this verse on my heart over and over today.

Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. ~ James 1:2-4

God doesn't promise life is always going to be easy. In fact, He promises the opposite! We will "face trials of many kinds". Many kinds? I guess that means that this season of trials isn't the last.

Hear me on this...I am not typing this post for you to think I have figured this thing out. I'm sharing with you something tonight that I have NOT mastered! In the midst of all the stress, I have to admit I have not honored God with most of my actions. I know the right thing to do is have faith, trust in Him, pray daily, and let my actions show His light within me. Regardless of my circumstances. However, I feel that I've shown the opposite.

But, this verse offers me hope. Read it again. Please.

Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. ~ James 1:2-4

If I have to go though this to mature in Christ. Then ok. I just know he's not finished with me yet. That all of this stress and "construction" is God's way of leading me to a place where I can say that I have persevered! I don't want to look back at this season of my life, and have missed the blessing that God had for me.

Construction here is is frustrating. Time consuming. Nothing ever goes as planned. Things don't look the way I thought they would when we planned the repairs. Nothing seems to ever get done all at once.

It's piece by piece.

Much like life. God's plan for us. A plan I know that has been promised to be good (Jeremiah 29:11).

God is working on me. I'm hard work. I take a lot of time. I never do what He wants me to, and I never seem to GET IT! I am disobedient and prideful.

BUT...I will..."be confident of this, that he who began a good work in [me] will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus." ~Philippians 1:6

I'm a life under construction by the Creator and Master of all. He's not done yet, and I will persevere.


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Monday, September 13, 2010

Friends You Love Blog Hop-A Wake Up Call

I'm linking up with Friends You Love!

This month is about building friendships and making our existing friendships stronger...

We challenge you to dig into your "followers" list and find a follower you don't know well (someone who doesn't comment regularly) and reach out to them and ask them to do a guest post on YOUR blog.
Link up with your guest post and have your new friend (guest poster) link up as well!

We will be running this blog hop every Monday this month,
so spread the word, spread the love, and darn it, go make some new friends!


I'm so excited to be joining Friends You Love this morning!

Meet Sara from Life's Recipes.

Anytime I've visited her blog I am always entertained with a great story or good laugh.
She's absolutley a friend I love, and one I want to know better!
Her posts make me feel like I'm right there in her living room,
and I always want to come back for a visit!

When I asked her to do this guest post, she actually asked me to do one for her too!
Trade? OK!!

Sara drops an ever precious "Y'all" in just about every post, and I love it!

If you haven't met her yet, go by today and give her some comment love.
You'll see why she's so loveable after you read this post!

At the beginning of the summer, I went to see some Mennonites with my sister in law. I know that sounds like a random day trip, but we had a purpose. She belongs to a raw milk and egg co-op and it was her day to drive up to Kentucky to pick up the groups purchases. Naturally I had nothing to do, so I tagged along.

Y'all, I'm a big fan of modern conveniences. I get super frustrated if my phone or laptop isn't working. Clorox wipes and pre- sliced bread? Yes please. I'm all about anything that's meant to just make life easier. Lazy? Maybe. I prefer to think of it as time management. Because really? Who wants to peel a bunch of carrots if you can get them all ready to go?

The trip there took about 45 minutes. And in that small space of time? We were transported back in time. At least, that's how it felt to me. For the Mennonites, it is just their life today. At the first farm, it was laundry day. On my laundry day? I throw some stuff in a machine, (complaining the entire time about how it's not a pretty front loading version). This family? Harnesses their horse, who will walk in a circle, lap after lap, just to make the washer run. And their dryer? Clotheslines strung across the yard. There's no complaining, there's no whining, and there's no wishing for a better, newer model. It just is what it is. At the second farm, we picked out some fresh produce and locally made honey. The man running the little stand used a notebook to add up our totals, and took his time to make sure we had correct change. His daughter pulled up in their little buggy as we were walking back to the car. She stopped and answered some questions about the little bunnies that were for sale. Everything was a slower pace, like a nice deep breath, full of fresh air.

And while I'm not about to give up air conditioning and central plumbing anytime soon, I envied the peacefulness of their community. They are content to work hard, not to get ahead, but to maintain. They aren't distracted by their possessions or new gadgets. And while I love those things, I'm guilty of poor priorities. My mind is cluttered, and I'm easily distracted in my purpose. The things that hold my attention, aren't as worthy as what I should be focused on. I take advantage of my surroundings, and don't always use my blessings to bless others. I'm grateful for the wake- up call that these people unknowingly provided me....


See what I mean? I found this post to be a great reminder for me!
Thanks, Sara!


Tuesday, September 7, 2010

A Royal Pain In My Cartoon Network!!-PINT STYLE!

That One Mom


Monday, September 6, 2010

Who are the friends I love??

Instead of my regular scheduled post, I decided to spend the day visiting you.
I was insipred by Friends You Love and Things I Can't Say
to get to know my followers better.
Quite frankly, I think that's an awesome idea!
So, I'll see you around soon!



Wednesday, September 1, 2010

I love hubs!

I'm linking up with Shell this morning for PYHO.
If you haven't stoped by this meme before you should check it out.

I love hubs!

He really is my best friend. There is no one who understands me better. No one here on earth accepts me more, and no one makes me laugh like he does!

He helps me around the house when he can, and never complains that I'm a SAHM who should be doing it all.

He was folding the laundry I told you about on Monday, and puting it away for me when I realized that he does that a lot. I hate laundry! I usually wash it, and fold it, and put it in cute little piles. Then I get side tracked by something. Before I know it it's the end of the day, and the piles are still on the couch when he gets home. Sigh...I know! I'm a terrible housewife. But he never complains. He just helps me.

Last week he came up to me, and gave me a big hug and kiss and looked me in the eye when he said, "Thank you for being such a good mother to my children". Then he looked over at the boys and said, "look at them-they are so happy. Thank you for homeschooling them, because of you they are so happy".
 It was all I could do not to cry. It meant so much to me that he would say that. He really meant  it too. That's what was so incredible. I was able to muster up a sincere "Thank you" and a he just held me for a minute.

Hubs and I have quite the history and we've made it through some crazy times. When I'm sitting out back on the porch with him I can't help but think of how amazing it is that we are where we are today-sharing this life together with two amazing boys! We've shared 13 years of life so far and I can't wait for the next 40!

I always tell him he better make it to our 50th anniversary!

He really is my best friend. He loves me unconditionally. I can see it in the way he looks at me. I have flaws, but he doesn't care. I can be totally dorky and goofy and he loves it. My favorite thing about him is when I make him laugh. Not because I told a great joke or anything, but because I did something that wasn't meant to be funny. Something that might have been embarrassing, but he loves it, and cracks up.  I can be myself with him. I always have been.

I always tell him that I have never spoken the words "I love you" to another man. It's true. I don't think he believes me, but it's true. The truth is I didn't know what love was until he loved me.

I love our life together. Wherever we are is home.

I want to do something special for him. Just because I love him. I have a few ideas , but we'll have to see.