Tuesday, October 9, 2012

...through the eyes of a 4 year old...

...love these...

...there were about 20 pictures of the blue sky.
And he was excited about each one.
Makes me think of all I take fore granted!!
Thank God for blue skies,
for peoples feet,
for a view from 3 feet tall,
for fun friends who love my son!!
And last but not least...
for digital cameras!!


Ok wedding #3 is coming up!!
This weekend!!

I am excited.  But this wedding is again proving how I operate.

-  I have the dress and shoes BUT I am delaying trying dress on again. 
    Thus I am constantly plagued with unfounded (I hope) fear that it won't fit now.
-  I have to figure out what to do with hair style.  doh.
-  I wanted to get hair colored... now I may have to do myself.
-  I had big ideas for fun presents... and now will have to give them to them later.

Why o why am I such a procrastinator??

I could blame having 3 littles.
But I 've been this way my whole life.
I could blame the fact its fall, and fall is so busy.
But I had plenty of time to plan.
I could blame... myself.
And that would be right!
But why blame? 
Instead, live and learn.

So.....  now through Saturday will be filled with WEDDING!!

My fun bride-to-be-friend posted this today to us bridesmaids today:

"Just so you realize...your lives could be MUCH worse. Now, get back to scanning my Pinterest board, constantly checking your phones for my calls & then when you see I haven't called you call me to see if I am okay, facebook stalking me... NOW!"

I better get going!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cutest couple EVER!!
soon to be
Mr. Right and Mrs. Always Right\

Sunday, October 7, 2012

...start 'em young...

Not really.
But once in a while...
its fun
to get a "coffee"
with Mama!


Saturday, October 6, 2012

...fuzzy socks...

Though it is 70+ degrees in Oregon
(unheard of!!)
it is still
in the
fuzzy socks





Friday, October 5, 2012

...i am not the cool mom...

I realize there is a role I often play.
It is the "not cool" role!!
And I am now playing that at my kiddos school.
Maybe if you have kids in school you know what I mean?
Mom's get together, and it just seem like comparison abounds.
Its not said out loud, but its in the air.
Who's wearing cute stuff, who's hair is just right, who has the best house.
Who's kid is smart, does well in sports, is musical.
And the one that gets me the most... who has the most spectacular birthday parties.

Ok, I realize I am sounding judgey.
I apologize.
But I am judgey.
Not to the Mom's.
Not to the people.
But I do judge the spirit of comparison.
How it robs us of security.
It keeps us from real friendships.
It stops us from opening up, being ourselves.
It puts so much pressure on us, when the last thing we need is more pressure.
It keeps us from being free.

So I'm  not going to play.
I will run to drop him off in my sweats and messy hair.
I will wear whatever I need to wear, and make an effort when I feel like it but only because I feel like it.
I will not get into the flow of one-upping.
I will care about other Mom's, and help them to shine.
I will love on the "sporty" mom who thinks she has to know every NFL score and baseball players name.
I will love the "perfect" mom for her heart, and not let her appearance impact me one way or the other.
I will talk to the shy mom, who may often be mistaken for snooty and stuck up.
I will try a hug on the stand-off-ish mom, just to see if she really is.
I will talk about my struggles, my failures, my hatred of birthday party pressure.
I will do my best to be real.
I will be un-cool.

Wanna be un-cool with me??

Thursday, October 4, 2012

...show of solidarity...

(is solidarity a word? if its not, it should be.)

Raise your hand if you hate spending money on teeth.
Raise your hand if you agree your fridge crushed ice maker should crush the ice smaller.
How about it if phone batteries should last much, much longer?
Or who agrees it should take LONGER to get unfit than it takes to get fit?
If cars should run well and last forever?
If its way too sad to spend so much on gas?
That there is never enough time to sleep?
And that is sucks when you actually have time to sleep, but you can't?
Raise your hand if think your metabolism should speed up as you get older.
If you think pets should live forever?
If you think it should be sunny all day, rain at night, and snow 3 days a year?

Raise your hand if...

Ok, I'm out.
Thanks for playing along!


Wednesday, October 3, 2012

...what fitness really means...

Such a difference between how I grew up...
Misconceptions of fitness.
Only focused on perceived body image, which was never good.
On being skinny.
On looking a certain way.
On being a certain size.

And what fitness really is.
Being strong.
Being healthy.
Your body able to work as it was made to work.
Eating what your body needs to be efficient, for your brain to work, for optimum performance.
Being who you were made to be -
the end result being you do look your best when you look as you were made to look.

On that note:
Love love love this class we started today for my boys.
Not a "workout" class like for adults.
But a body awareness, spacial and stretching skills, appropriate activity and strengthening and endurance.
Learning along side about play and fun and social skills.
And water, and stretching, and muscles.
So fun!!!

(Not to mention I get to do a kick-buns spin workout while they do their class - ummm, perfect!!)

Fitness Link

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

...everything changes with one phone call..

Ever have one of those moments?
Distracted, overwhelmed, or bored.
Doing dishes, cleaning up a spill, staring in the fridge.
Same ol' same ol'....  until...

the phone rings.

And everything changes.

Nothing is the same.

You wish you could go back one minute.
To before the phone call.
To the same-ness, to the routine, to the known.

But you can't.
It will never be the same.
You have received the information
even if you are in shock,
you are in denial,
you are numb
still you just know
nothing will be the same.

Yep, I had one of these phone calls 2 days ago.
We are getting through.
A terrible terrible situation turned out less terrible.
(thank You Jesus)
But still
life has changed
nothing is the same
we can not turn back time.

And after the shock
and after the details
and after the process
and after the adrenal wears off, and we hit the wall
and after a day of rest, starting to heal
I can say:

I am thankful.

Thankful for what counts.
Thankful for my husband, my kids.
Thankful for our family and friends, that love us and that we get to love.
Thankful that God is in control - especially in times that are so out of our control.
Thankful for peace that passes our understanding.
Thankful for the power of prayer.
Thankful for health, and people, and the things that are important.

Thankful for you, even though I don't know you.

And hoping this encourages you...
Take a moment.
Appreciate the routine.
The little things.
The people.
Whatever you see out your window, or across the room.
A reminder to not take things fore-granted
or to lose sight of the important because of the busy.

And I am praying no phone calls like that ever happen again
to anyone.
But it is a fallen world
and they do happen.
So I am praying too for when those phone calls come
that whoever is receiving the call is surrounded by those who love them.
Those who will hold their hand.
Who may not know the right thing to do or the right thing to say,
but will be there - the ministry of presence means so much.

And praying too that we can be that support,
that love for someone else,
if their phone should ring.