Round 2!

I think I'm gonna puke! I mean, blow Holy Chunks...sorry...

This is the day my kids have waited for since the end of June. High School Musical 2 made its debut at 5:00 Pacific Time today! As if 1 wasn't enough. I am ashamed to admit that even I know the words and moves to the first movie.

Even though we are knee deep in a room addition - life as we know it has STOPPED! It's all about Troy Bolton and no one else...Mom who?!! So in the middle of a great scene I keep asking my kids for help - I'm getting a huge kick out of it too! This will be the first of 82 times we will be tortured with this Disney Classic. Oh my- I just peaked at a scene...over actors!

Confession: I know every word to every song from the original Grease! Although I poke fun at my kids, I must admit that was me in the late 70's. I lived and breathed all things Grease! I crushed on Danny Zuko and cried the first time I saw him sing "Stranded At The Drive-In" when Sandi bailed on their date...sniff-sniff... So I know exactly what's going on inside my kiddo's little minds and hearts. To be young again! What a time!

What's your favorite movie and why?

Rise and Shine!

Good morning Blog Family!

Thursday typically, for me, is the oddest day of the week. It's the ultimate teaser to Friday, way uncool! Not quite enough to get excited about and far enough into the week to realize just how exhausted I am. Sounds horrible - but it's just my own take on it. I love all days I get to wake up to find I'm breathing - let's get that straight! I'm a glass 1/2 full girl!

I guess that's it! Just wanted to say "Hey!" Good Morning! Have a fantabulous day! Live like you mean it! Move with purpose in your step! And remember, if you travel, paper your toilet seat!

Road Trip!

So we're heading back home this morning. My father in law will probably go home in a couple days. We will continue to keep all of you up to date on his progress..AND we are trusting there will indeed be progress!!!

So, although I won't check blog land until after I get home tonight, I have to ask you all a question...How do you deal with long road trips? We have 2 kids 10 & 13, and they do very good actually. But it's me!!! I can't read in the car...I will blow Holy Chunks if I try. If Brent has his ipod I'm usually forced to listen to cheesy 80's rock and ballads! If Kass has her ipod playing I have to listen to the same Paul Wright and Toby Mac songs over and over and over until one wished horrible things on someone else =o Then Kota, he sits directly behind me and insists very 3 minutes I turn around and look at what he's drawing or reading...again, Holy chunks! I love road trips - but just not with these people!

How do you make the best of the road?

Monday, Monday - La-la-la-la-la-la

Did you sing along with my title up there? Mama's & the Papa's...

Anyway...it's actually Sunday night. Brent and I are sitting next to each other in bed, each on our laptops, spending quality time with one another, talking to other people on their blogs. It takes a secure relationship to do this hours on end...

We leave tomorrow for Eugene to be with B's parents. Dad's surgery is scheduled for Tuesday. I will keep you all posted the minute I can, I promise! Thank you all again and again for your prayers, thoughtfulness, concern and kind words.

I was checking my blog tonight to find yet another comment regarding my father in law and became very overwhelmed. Not just "overwhelmed" but "very overwhelmed". I cannot believe the relationships that have been created and built on in such a short time. I have been blogging now for only a month and a half and have found some of the most genuine friendships with some of the most incredible people. You all have blessed me in so many ways. I did not know what to expect when I started blogging - but I do know I didn't see this coming! I am so grateful to have found you all! I truly feel like my life has enriched as I read your blogs, your personal thoughts, your confessions, your wisdom, your thoughts on God and Worship, your view on life. Thank you for sharing - thank you for inviting me in!

Philippians 1:3 - Every time I think of you, I give thanks to my God!

I did it again!

My Manic Monday started with lots of errands. Bank, Gas (took out a loan for that), quick stop at Target, typical things I guess. I go back home to p/up Kassidi, my daughter, to run yet more errands. On our way back out we throw some left over pizza and their boxes and a bag of trash into my Jeep to dump in the big cans at the end of the driveway. We end up at church with my Hubby recording some music, meet my in-laws there, decide to go with them to lunch. Mom in law drove, I discreetly pop some prozac, we had a fabulous lunch and a few hours later Kass and I get dropped back off at church to get my car.

I fish for my keys, walk toward the car and can't make out a figure in the back seat. I open the door and nearly pass out!!! Something died in here Kass!!! We DO have skunk problems - did one get in here, get stuck, ooze and die?! She looks in from the other side, turns green and says "Mom, you forgot AGAIN!" There sits my trash and pizza! Did I mention it was 97 degrees outside and that I failed to crack any windows! For THREE HOURS!!!

We hop in, she covers her mouth, I try to convince her it's not so bad "I mean Kass, you DO share a room with your little brother." We start for home breaking all posted speed signs, all the windows down, people from behind suddenly backing off, I was Queen of the Road. Then the Caesar Salad's dressing started reintroducing itself and now I'M green! We arrive, dump the toxins, take our pulse and proceed to spray a full bottle of Febreeze in the Jeep!

Friends, I have the memory span of a Goldfish! 5 minutes max! It only takes 40 seconds to get from my house to the trash cans - but 1/2 the time I forget! I have too much on my mind! I read a great post today on Anne's blog re: prioritizing and I quickly became very convicted... So it got me thinking, what do you all do to stay on task? Do you have lists? I tend to fly by the seat of my pants and am finding that's not working too well. Read Anne's post and let her and me know!

Boycotting Painting and Twila Paris

I used to really love painting the insides of our homes. It was always the cheapest upgrade. In fact, Brent and I painted the interior of one of our homes so many times we joked that we were losing square footage as the walls were closing in on us!

This week we have been painting my in-laws house, which is near us, getting ready for their arrival in October. My father in law is retiring from the Senior Pastor position at First Baptist Church in Eugene, Oregon. They have purchased a home here and are slowly remodeling it. So the fam and I have spent the last 4 days painting away. I haven't painted quite like this since I was diagnosed with Lupus a couple years ago. After holding a paint brush for an hour I couldn't straighten out my poor little knuckles for at least another hour... I wasn't very fast or effective I'm afraid.

Anyway...in the midst of our painting monotony I found my thoughts sitting idly on worthless things. Like, worry. That was a big one for me this week. Maybe partly because I had gone without my hormones for 6 days and I was a little..."blue", but I hid it well - I hope! Oh my goodness - Lupus and taking Hormones - I sound old!!!

Back to the point of all of this. The only Christian music station we could get on the stereo was our local station. In their attempts to please the whole wide range of their listening audience they played every single style of music out there. Hillbilly, opera, country, blues ( very into that this week ) disco, good ole hymns, some modern worship stuff and of course...your traditional contemporary! A lot of that! I heard my fair share of Michael W. Smith and Twila Paris. Enough to last, well, everyone's lifetime! As the 38th Twila Paris song began this afternoon I found myself painting shot guns and guillotines on the wall. I have no opinions on music. Then I started listening to the words of "God is In Control". I know every one of you just sang that melodious title in your head, didn't you??!! Well I can't get it out of mine, thank you very much! But...I'm rather glad about it. She, Twila (we're tight now), kept saying over and over "Why do you worry?, God is in control". Shut up Twila, I'm sulking here! Then I realized, God was actually trying to get my attention here. I mean really, why else would a station play 38 Twila songs if there wasn't some divine intervention going on? That's not really a question...

Normally I don't stew over things or dwell on situations that are way out of my control. Hmmm, maybe I'm wanting to control our situation because I think that God doesn't have control of it. Is it estrogen related? Or lack thereof? When has He not provided for any of us? Are any of us living in poverty? Likely not, we're reading each others blogs on our spendy computers. What is wrong with me? Deep down I know - it's a trust issue. Faith issue. But if I know that - then why is it too often a struggle? Ok, I know that too. Eeewww - I'm just unwilling to believe Him aren't I? What I need is 3 more solid days of hormone therapy.

I feel better just writing it out actually.... Thanks guys! But honestly, who here deals with the same thing from time to time?

What Came First?

I spent part of my muggy hot Sunday afternoon hangin' at the County Fair with my Hubby. He's running sound for one of the concert stages this year. Each year Sunday is Free Admission day - so the kids and I said a prayer and headed for some serious over stimulation! First off - are "fair" goers (excluding my family) created in some mad scientist lab on another planet? I go 51 weeks each year without the pleasure of rubbing shoulders with these folks! Which brings me to my second thought - What came first, the Trailer Park or the Tornado? I don't want any hate comments on this one! I am a trailer girl! I lived in a single wide in Missouri far too long and believe I have earned my right to question such things =o Third mind boggling wonder - Am I bad mother for letting my daughter ride the scariest roller coaster at the fair that was assembled in 2 1/2 hours with "6 Finger Eye Patch Jack" at the controls? Or am I just stupid for riding with her?! We blew 40 bucks on 2 rides, one basketball toss, 2 lemonades and 3 teaspoons of mint chocolate chip ice cream in a 16 oz cup! The 4 year old little boy puking on the Tea Cup...priceless! Good times...

The Itch You Can't Scratch?

Eeewww! Just saw a "feminine cream" commercial for, duh, women. They were kind enough to remind us feminine kind that some itches you can't scratch...OK tell that to all the masculine kind! I guess we don't want to embarrass ourselves by scratching so we'll just go in to Target and by some cream! That's not humiliating at all!

Skim off the fat

I was thinking about certain relationships in my life this morning. How some totally bless my socks off, some make me want to commit a crime, some challenge me, and so on... I remember one morning listening to a study by Beth Moore. She was talking about 3 different types of friendships. One's that make you want to be a better person - they inspire you, build you up, are honest, hold you accountable, are godly. Then there are one's that when you're in their presence there's almost an oppression hovering over - somethings just not right, there's never any Godly discussion (even with your prompting) you walk away feeling less of a person, dark, just "off". Beth Moores opinion on that kind is run for your life! Then there is the 3rd kind - the one that I actually found myself running from mostly. The one that, like I mentioned in the beginning, make you want to commit a crime. The relationships where you find yourself saying, "they just bring out the worst in me." Well get ready - and Praise God! You've got to be kidding right! Unfortunately this makes so much sense. You have that friendship in your life right now don't you? The one that causes you to think terrible things, leaves you impatient, gossiping, you know! Good - consider that relationship a gift - take all those bad things it brings out, recognize them, pray over them, deal with them, conquer them and be a better person because of it. It's like boiling fatty chicken. The longer it boils the more fat and impurities come to the surface. In order to get the best juice and stock you need to skim off all the impurities that have risen to the top. That's what we need to do in these situations too... see it for what it is, skim it off and enjoy some chicken...just a thought!

Uh-Oh! Part 2

Never mind. I didn't just create a link! I have a lot of learning to do! Try again - Husbands Blog

Uh-Oh!

Oh my goodness I just created a blog! I don't know what just got into me. Maybe it'll come out in this thing somewhere down the line.... I know my husband is on his blog ( I can't believe I just created a link!!! ) daily - he loves it - I love it - so why not have my own, right? I guess I have fought it for so long because I don't want to be responsible for someone wasting part of their day reading a strangers blog - hmmm... I guess that's up to them now huh? I'll try to come up with something profound to write this weekend... Stay tuned! I say that as if someone will actually read this.