Friday, June 19, 2009

Running...

I leave for Colorado Springs Sunday after first service. Between now and then I have too many things to get done, and too many things that won't get done.

Tomorrow is a wedding, a birthday party, an all-star baseball practice, a packing of the car with whatever the movers won't take, a packing of a suitcase, and more.

Sunday is a nine hour drive.

Monday is a nine hour drive.

Then a worship conference I'm excited for. And staying with a friend I'm excited to see. And then flying to another conference I'm excited for. And time with my girlies.

Then home.

Then we're gone less than two weeks after I return.

It feels like I'm running. One foot in front of the other. Stride after stride. One thing at a time. Each day holding as much as I can fit in.

And I keep running. Because it's a good race, but all runners grow weary.

Good thing I'm not doing this in my own strength.
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009

...and we should let mosquitoes finish their meal of our blood and then shoo them away kindly.

Evidently, Peta is disappointed in President Obama for swatting a fly. It was inhumane treatment of an animal. Can we GET any more ridiculous? I'm disappointed with him, too. But it has nothing to do with the killing of a fly.

And with his bare hands, no less. That's actually a bit impressive.
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$80,000 Book

How incredible is this: Indiana soldier's rare `Federalist' copy nets $80K? I have to say, with my love for our country's rich history, I would have been tempted to keep it. Then again, that's a nice chunk of change.

And kudos to Heritage Auction Galleries for waiving it's 20% commission.

I guess I'll keep collecting fun old books. You just never know what I'll run across... or what's sitting in my library already. Hee-hee.
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Saturday, June 13, 2009

My kids have talent!

The school had a talent show this past week. I was so proud of Jordan & Brittney for putting this routine together and being brave in front of their classmates! That's a big deal. A. Big. Deal. I remember how petrified I used to be just thinking about being in front of my school. Eeek! My stomach still churns at the thought.

Ian's class had put together a song on the recorder for open house night that they also did in the talent show. He was a little freaked in the morning, but got all brave by the time he was supposed to perform. If you watch closely you can see him say "yo" as he walks out and sees we're there. He's such a little ham.

*Remember to mute the music at the bottom of the page before playing the video!*



I'm such a proud mama!
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Thursday, June 11, 2009

Rodeo Addendum

Brad sent me an amazing pic of Brittney with two of the Riata Ranch girls from the Santa Maria Elks Rodeo this past weekend. I just HAD to post it.



That, right there, is happiness.
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Tuesday, June 9, 2009

You can take the girl out of the country...

...but you can't take the country out of the girl.

I had the amazing honor of singing the National Anthem at the 2009 Santa Maria Elks Rodeo this past Saturday. And I tell you what, I'm not sure there is a better place to sing that song. Cowboys with dust on their faces, mud on their boots, their hats over their hearts and a tear in their eyes.

The work is hard. The language is at times rough. The hugs are huge. The camaraderie is thick. And the faith is real.

What an experience to stand in that arena, all eyes on our flag, and pay tribute to the country that gives us our freedom, to the God who gave us our country.



After singing, I stepped back behind the rails and was literally as close as this picture shows to the chutes as the Broncs came out. Incredible!



I joined my family in the stands. The kids were captivated by the energy of it all. And a pink cowgirl hat just made it that much better.


We loved Saturday so much that the kids begged to go back on Sunday. How could we resist? The Elks Rodeo admits active duty military for free (which is MUCH appreciated), so off we went. On Saturday, our friend Brad took us back to be a part of a bar-b-que for the volunteers. And on Sunday not only did we get to go again, but he took us over to where we could all watch the rodeo from the rails.



Yes, we were THIS close. Us. The broncs. The bulls. It was AWESOME!!!


One of Brit's favorite parts was when the trick riders did their stuff. She's ready to sign up right now! The girls come from Riata Ranch here in California, and did some incredible stunts.


Right there from the fence we watched the hulking beasts best their riders time and again. We witnessed the victory claimed by few as they wrestled and white knuckled it for 8 seconds. We saw the adorable little cowboys and girls cling to the necks of frenzied sheep during the Mutton Busting. We watched a bloodied cowboy be helped with his exit. We shouted and cheered for the cowgirls as they raced around the barrels to the finish line. And the one who may have enjoyed it the most was the one with the biggest smile on his face:


Thanks so much to Brad (holding our little friend Caden) for getting us behind the scenes and into the action! What an incredible memory we made this past weekend.
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Friday, June 5, 2009

Fashion Tip Friday: Manly Style

We talk a lot about taking the basics and making them work for nearly every occasion by dressing them up or down with accessories.

In this post, I want to showcase a man who has taken this concept and made it not just an idea, but a way of life. A man who stands by the idea of the "basic outfit," no matter what occasion may arise. A man who has brought the meaning of simplistic style to a whole new level. A man who is so married to the image he has singlehandedly created, that neither rain nor snow, sleet nor hail will temper his dedication.

I give you... *drum roll, please* ...your basic pair of shorts paired with your basic short sleeved shirt:

This wardrobe concept works for coaching the little guys...


Coaching the bigger guys...


You can add a collar to the shirt for Sundays. This helps when being used in a sermon illustration. All will see your style and be dually influenced by its versatility in running a preset course through the sanctuary while blindfolded.


It is well ventilated, keeping sweat to a minimum while training young Jedis how to use the force and protect the galaxy...


...and conquering the giant known as Disney.


You can dress this basic outfit down for strolling the streets of San Francisco...


Or dress it up for a fancy date night, all by just switching from an un-collared shirt to a collared shirt.


Whether walking the Brooklyn Bridge...


Catching a Broadway show...


Or taking your family to Easter service...


This basic outfit concept can withstand the test of time. A t-shirt with a few holes and some dusty sandals will easily take it out to mow the yard. But throw on your black sandals and a crisp t-shirt from the dryer, and your ready to take your wife to Applebee's. It's as easy as that.

From 2003 (when we all got digital cameras, and the earliest pic I have in my photo archives)...


To 2004 (when I MADE him wear a jacket)...


To 2005...


To 2006...


Jumping to 2009, and beyond...


...here is my salute to my Man of Style... my wonderful husband and birthday boy. Honey, from your green tank top and shorts in college, to your Oregon baseball shirt and green shorts of today... I'm so glad you chose me out of all of the rest to witness firsthand a lifetime of simplistic fashion dedication. Thanks to your unswerving commitment, I can maintain MY lifetime of un-simplistic fashion dedication.

I love you. So much. So, SO much. Happy 34th Birthday.
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Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Getting Ready

Yesterday there were phone calls to hotels here, and phone calls to hotels in Colorado Springs.

There were dates written on the calendar for various farewell parties.

There was trying to figure out when we could have that promised slumber-party-to-end-all-slumber-parties.

There was the realization that all those absolutely-make-sure-we-visit-while-living-here places aren't going to be visited.

There was the looking around the house, wondering what won't fit right in our new home.

There was the thankfulness and the peace that we already have our new home!

There was the panic at projects not finished, furniture not painted that needs to be. (Or else it can't come.)

There was more panic when I realized I have yet to schedule in concrete the all-important family photos we've been aiming for.

There was the refiguring of doctors and prescriptions and appointments for Ian.

There was the last Tball game.

There was my last, lesson-oriented Tune-Up Tuesday worship meeting.

There was the announcement the one on July 7th would be our going away.

There was my ever-helpful-husband saying, "Thirty-eight days. Thirty-eight days."

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This morning there was checking out the church we feel God is calling us to.

There was some intimidation, but joy and expectant tears at an overwhelming emotion I can't even describe.

There was getting the house ready so our landlords can show it to prospective buyers.

There was running across the photos of our new home while uploading others to my blog.

There was running across the photos of the boys with their friends, and me with mine.

And there were more tears.

And in all of it, there is the unswerving knowledge that my family is right in the middle of exactly what God has called us to.

I see what He has provided here:


















...and I know He will provide it here:

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Letting it Go

You want to take a picture. You ask them all to smile. They smile. For a while.


But they can't contain it.


So you let it go.


And you usually wind up with great pictures anyway. (Albeit varying slightly from the original intention.)


Come to think of it, a lot of being a good mom has to do with letting go... and realizing you usually wind up with something great anyway. (And often better than the original intention.)
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Monday, June 1, 2009

Two wrongs don't make it right

"We are shocked by the murder of George Tiller, and we categorically condemn the act of vigilantism and violence that took his life. America has from its foundation respected the rule of law, by which every citizen is guaranteed life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Those constitutional rights are forfeited only when crimes have been committed, and the perpetrator is charged and found guilty by a jury of his or her peers in a court of law.

"Tiller recently faced serious charges related to the killing of babies in violation of the law, by the most grotesque procedures administered without anesthetics or compassion. We profoundly regretted the outcome of his legal case, believing the doctor had the blood of countless babies on his hands. Nevertheless, he was acquitted by the court and declared "not guilty" in the eyes of the law. That is our system, and we honor it.

"Our condolences are extended to the Tiller family. The person or persons responsible for his death should be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law."

-Dr. James Dobson
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