Monday, March 15, 2010

To do...

We leave Tuesday afternoon to go see Nate. I want to say that I'm so excited, but it may be more of a can-I-make-it-til-then-how-am-I-going-to-get-this-all-done-I-just-want-to-lounge-in-the-sun feeling.

My To-Do list...
As in, the absolutely must-get-done-before-I-can-leave list...

*Change Choppy's water.
(Our beta fish. There's mold on the rocks. I'd like him to live.)

*Oil change for the Suburban. 
(We ARE driving it to Florida. It DOES say there is 0% oil life left. This MAY be a wise thing.)

*Brit's soccer uniform.
(HAVE to get, since season starts before we get back. Nice that I went today and they aren't open on Sundays. Seriously, people! I mean, I'm glad you take Sundays off, but you should have sent a messenger to my door to tell ME.)

*Pay all the kids' sports fees that are due while we're gone.

*Call the Moving Claim Guy.
(Yes, that is his official title in Angela Land.)

*Send some urgent emails that HAVE to get out NOW.

*Remind all teachers and coaches that my children will be gone until April.
(And have children collect necessary assignments.)

*Buy stuff to go in Surprise Bag for kids for drive.

*Go to already scheduled school-volunteer thing and women's meeting and gymnastics practices.

*Oh, and at some point I may need to FINISH THE LAUNDRY and, oh... I don't know... PACK???

(Nate said he wanted me to get a good night's sleep for a few days before we left. Ummm...)


Stuff that's falling to the wayside...

*My pedicure.
(This was a have-to. I guess not anymore.)

*The boys' haircuts.
(I guess they do these in Florida, too.)

*Finding Brit a swimsuit.
(Because hopefully Florida will have ones that actually fit, unlike ones here.)

*Birthday gifts for Ian.
(He's 7 on Friday. I told Nate this evening that these were now officially his responsibility to find and procure before we arrive.)

*Taking the car through the wash.
(Yes, I know it will just get dirty again. But, it's more fun to drive a clean one than a dirty one. And right now it's really dirty.)

*Finding books on CD for me.
(The Surprise Bag takes precedence.)

*All the great posts that have been bouncing around in my head for weeks.
(I even have pictures, people! But, it's just. not. happening.)

*Getting that book to the person I wanted to get it to.

*Cleaning the house so it's clean when we come back.


So, forgive the absence, but know that my life is really full right now.

And, come Tuesday afternoon... whether I've done everything or not... we are pulling out of that driveway and I AM GOING TO SEE MY HUSBAND!!!!!!
And I will lay in the sun, whether or not I have had time to apply self-tanner so I don't blind the other tourists.
And I will wear my lovely strappy sandals, whether or not the winter-grown calluses have been removed from my feet.
And I will enjoy Disney and wear my Minnie Mouse tee with pride... complete with Mickey ears atop my head.
And I will finally visit an Ikea. (*gasp* I know!)
And I will snuggle my honey and forget about carpools and arranging rides and emails and phone calls and rushing to the school with the forgotten whatever and "Is my uniform clean?" and "We're out of milk again." and "Well, if you don't work, then what do you do all day?"

Wish me luck...
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Thursday, March 11, 2010

The Power of Goodwill

This is hands down one of the best things I have ever seen.
The power of music to transform lives.
With tears in my eyes I say "Beautiful! Beautiful!"





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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Brave

It's marching forward.
It's letting go.
It's speaking up.
It's choosing to remain calm.
It's embracing risk.
It's accepting help.
It's growing up.
It's staying young.
It's laughing. Hard.
It's not being afraid to cry.
It's choosing adventure.

It's a new hairstyle...
a new color...
a new pair of shoes.

It's a new friend...
a new treatment...
a new doctor.

It's saying something...
to a stranger...
to your family.

It's confiding.
It's trusting.
It's stepping out.

It's learning from mistakes.
It's looking to the future.
It's doing it... anyway.

It's raising up a generation that is not afraid...
that embraces life...
that, with God, knows no limits.


"I have come that you might have life, and life to the full."
~Jesus (John 10:10)

I am. So, she is.

Are you?




*photo by DHonea Photography*

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A little tribute

A loving, 80's-crush tribute...
(although, I was more of a Feldman girl. I know. Don't ask.)







So long, Corey Haim. Sad you had to go this way.
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Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Living life.

More often than not, it's simply about choosing your approach.

I choose...


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Monday, March 8, 2010

Locks of Love



My daughter has the kindest heart. And I can brag on her, because I'm her mother. 
For quite some time now she has been begging to cut her hair and donate it to Locks of Love.
Begging.
Ever since she heard there was a program where you could give your hair to a child who doesn't have any because of cancer, she knew it was something she wanted to do.
We almost did it this past September, but she was in a wedding and I wanted her to have the long, flowing curls...
so she just got a trim...
with the agreement that when it was long enough again she could do what she's been longing to do.

A few weeks ago she realized it was long enough.
More than long enough, actually.

So, this last Saturday we went.
She was SO excited and could NOT stop smiling the enTIRE time.
(I don't know where she could possibly get that from.)

My adorable little girl.

Very loooooooooong hair.

Mom. Seriously. Would you STOP taking pictures?
(I had the stylist's permission, fyi.)

Making the cut. Eeeeek!

The immediate after.

See? Could NOT stop smiling. SO cute.

The happy donor and the victim donation.

You know, I want my daughter to be free to try new looks, new styles. So many of us get stuck in ruts and feel like we can never try anything that seemingly falls outside of our "box." (The "box" we've created for ourselves.)
I'm so glad Brit is adventurous! 
She's been skipping around ever since Saturday, swinging her head from side to side and giggling.

And, evidently change comes in waves, since we just found out last week that she'll also be getting braces in April. Good times, good times.
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Sunday, March 7, 2010

By the word of our testimony...

Okay, so I'm obviously a little passionate about this, because the video is longer than I wanted it to be. Gee. Imagine that. Me talking long. I know. Such a surprise. You're in shock.

But, it's Truth. And it's good stuff. And it needs to be talked about.

(And, what in the hiz-eck is up with youtube and the odd freeze-frames they choose for their videos? I think it's a conspiracy.)

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Friday, March 5, 2010

Late Night Randomness

*The kitchen is a mess... as usual.

*I'm leaving it as is... as usual.

*I'm much blonder right now than I was this morning, and my layers are finally back to where they're manageable. Ahhh...

*The kids are at each other's throats. Not sure what's going on. Everyone's just snippy and wanting to annoy everyone else... which annoys me.

*I'm fine. If the kids would just be fine I would stay fine. Ugh.

*Wondering how to clean a slight smoke smell out of an amazing vintage leather jacket. Totally Michael-Jackson-Thriller-angled-shoulders style. LOVE it. But, didn't realize the smoke smell was there when I bought it. Probably because there were quite a few people around me that smelled like smoke. I thought it was them. Not the jacket.

*I didn't realize Obama is a chain smoker until just the other day. I think I may have known that a while ago, but forgot. Interesting.

*I think my body is trying to get a cold. I am loudly saying, "NO!"

*Cold-eeze tastes fine for the first 30 seconds... then your tongue feels like sandpaper and you get a metallic flavor in the back of your mouth.

*There are so many blog posts waiting in my mind to be written... even some DIY's. I just haven't had the time. And, even if I had the time, I'm not sure I have the energy... or maybe the brain function.

*I friend-requested someone from high school on facebook and they denied my request. That feels funny. Not that it matters... because it doesn't matter... it's just weird, you know? (And it might kind of matter... except that it doesn't matter.)

*Nate's been putting on a conference in the land he is currently residing, so we haven't been able to talk much in the past few days. Hmmm... maybe this is why the kids are so snippy.

*I've received some extraordinary gifts lately that have blown me away in their timeliness. It still shocks and thrills me to my core that God gives me tangible gifts He knows I LOVE and WANT. Sometimes he uses people, other times He just gives them to me Himself. I laugh when I stop and consider so many don't believe in Him. Oh, my GOSH! How can you not believe? I want an InStyle subscription and He literally just GIVES me an InStyle subscription! I want a small necklace with Nate's and the kids' names on it for while my hubby is gone. I almost ordered one, but they're spendy. Then He just goes and GIVES me one!!! Crazy stuff. Too crazy to be coincidence. Besides, I don't believe in coincidences.

*See? These are just SOME of the blog posts I want to post and haven't posted! How many times can I say a derivative of the word "post?" POST!!!!!

*I think I need to go to bed.

Now.
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Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

What are you watering?

When I was a little girl, I remember wanting to help Mom water all of the plants. 
(She has a green thumb. I do not.
She has beautiful houseplants. I kill them.
...not intentionally, mind you. It just happens.)

I would take the little watering pitcher and very carefully pour the water all over the leaves and flowers.
Mom would smile, watch me for a few seconds, and then say, 
"You have to water it down on the soil."

"Why?" This didn't make any sense to me. The leaves were what I could see, they were what was growing, so they were what should be watered.

"So the water can reach the roots. That's what drinks it in and then sends it up to the leaves so they can grow and produce beautiful flowers. Then the roots stretch out farther and can soak up more water and produce even more flowers."

This was a total mystery to me! You water the ROOTS of the plant? But they're buried! I can't even see them!
It seems like the stuff that can be seen would need the water.

Mom explained that the leaves and flowers do need the water, but the only way to get it to them was to water the roots.
If you pour the water on the top part of the plant, the roots will only get what finds its way down to them, and the plant overall won't be as beautiful.
But, if you pour the water on the soil and let it all seep down to the roots, the plant will flourish.

It still didn't make sense to my little-girl mentality.
But, I watched Mom do it.
So I did it, too.
And, guess what?
It worked. 
The plants were lush and beautiful and produced lovely flowers.
The Gardenia was my favorite.

Day to day I'll look around me and realize so many of us still have that little-girl mentality.
We're watering what's visible, and the roots are only getting a small part of what's leftover.
We take care to speak well and say the right things and try our best to make everything that's visible look good,
but what's not visible only gets the leftovers.
Then we wonder why our lives aren't producing the flowers and lush greenery we so desperately are trying to produce.

In our little-girl mentality, we don't realize that we have to pour water straight into the soil so all of it can seep down to our roots, to our foundation.
Only then will the rest of us be able to flourish and produce the beauty we were created to produce.

And, the thing is, it doesn't quite make sense to us.
We think the stuff that can be seen should need the most care,
the most "water."
...our words, our actions, our appearance...
Or, we can instead choose to "water" the invisible...
our soul.

And, guess what?
It will work. 

I want to permanently step out of my little-girl mentality.
I want to pour water straight into my soil so my roots can soak up as much as possible and stretch as far as possible and be as strong as possible.
I want to produce amazing beauty and an incredible aroma that will be bright and attractive to this world that spends so much time pouring water on the leaves and flowers...
and then wonders why it isn't producing what it so desperately is trying to produce.

What are you doing today to water your roots?
Or are you spending so much time pouring water on what's visible that your roots don't have anything to help them grow?

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Monday, March 1, 2010

This is the hardest I've laughed in a VERY long time...






My wonderful friend, Kim, posted this on facebook. 

I almost didn't do it, because who wants to take the time? 

Except that Kim would only post it if it were really good. 

So I did it... 

AND LAUGHED SO HARD I CRIED... AND ALMOST CHOKED!


So, YOU have to do it, too!

Call the Nestle Hot line at 1-800-295-0051. 

When asked if you want to continue in English or Spanish, wait quietly for a few seconds and you will smile. 

Keep going and press 4. 

Then press 7. 


As Kim said, whoever thought of this needs a raise. 

Yes and amen.

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