Saturday, December 31, 2011

Just Thinking...

I'm sitting on the couch, watching Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve.  I'm so cool that I don't have a clue as to who most of the performers are.

But I'll take this New Years Eve, because it's simple.  Easy.  Uneventful.  That's boring to some, but to's joy.

Last year, I spent New Years Eve with four of my dear the hospice home.  Our friend's 9 year old son, Tate, had been transferred there late that afternoon.  We all knew he didn't have much time.  None of us knew what to to offer we just went there, and sat in the "family" room, while their family came in and out of his room.  We laughed and cried and tried to help support and distract them, for just a brief moment...all knowing there is nothing that can distract.  

What a year it has been.  

Today on my six mile run, I listened to this song.  Tate's mom shared it not long ago.  It was written by a young man with AT, which is the genetic disorder that Tate (and his sister Tessa) both have.  Brad Paisley put it to music, and all profits from the download of it go to AT research.  

It came on my ipod at about mile 5...I thought I might hyperventilate.  I keep it on my running list to remind me of the gift I've been given; the ability to run.  And to remind me that Tate, now in Heaven with his perfect body is running all over the he never could here.

The message of the song...well, I think it's one of the best ways to start out the new year.  

Bring on 2012! :)

Friday, December 2, 2011

I Need A...

I mentioned here, that I have been listening to the Wow Christmas 2011 lately.  I don't know what my deal is this year, but I'm just not in the mood for the regular Christmas songs sung in the regular way.

I sound like Scrooge.

Anyways, there's a ton of songs on that album and several I skip over.  I've been skipping the song I Need A Silent Night every time because it's by Amy Grant...and I'm just not in the mood for Amy Grant.  Yesterday though, in the van, I was distracted and didn't switch my ipod before the song started.  And WHO KNEW that  I would LOVE this song?!?

It's the words.  I relate to it.  All of it.  Christmas sometimes seems like more of a chore than a celebration.  It reminded me I need to take a time out and have a silent night in order to enjoy the season.

Sometimes Mamma needs a time out too.

And on a random note:  I never skip over Go Tell It On The Mountain by needtobreathe or Christmas This Year by Toby Mac. ;)  

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Candid Camera

A few weeks ago I purchased a new camera.  A Nikon L120.  I love it.  It's simple for me to use, which is perfect for my skill level.  But even though it's simple, I'm still learning.

On Sunday before church, Lucy was wearing the cutest little Gap coat that I had purchased at a garage sale this Summer.  I wanted to get her picture standing next to the Christmas tree.

Turns out, that I had hit the video button on the camera without realizing it.

There's nothing quite like a video that you didn't know you were taking to make you realize how totally annoying you are, know what I mean?

It cracks me up. Literally.  So I, of course, must share with you (sideways because I can't rotate it.)

You are welcome.

After I realized what I was doing, I switched to photo mode and continued to try to get a the process of running away from me Lucy ran into the chair, which then allowed me to get the cutest Daddy & Lucy moment EVAH.
I think her pouty cry is trying to tell him to stop the crazy lady with the camera.

Just a guess.

Wednesday, November 30, 2011


I really left you hanging on the mom jeans thing.  My bad.  The good news is, I've been wearing them for two weeks now and I LOVE them.  The denim was kinda itchy/scratchy at first, but after several visits with my washer and dryer (yes I dry my jeans, I don't know how you people can stand wearing air-dried stiff) the denim is softening very nicely.  I need to hem them a little, but until then, I've just been cuffing them.
I took the picture below right after my last post, but then I decided the pic was not all that flattering, so I didn't post it.  But apparently today, my vanity is gone, so here you go:

What else...

Oh... my Christmas shopping would almost totally be done if I could afford all of the things in my Amazon shopping cart.  In reality, I've bought like two things.  The rest I just keep adding to the cart and then pray it's still available by the time I get around to placing the order.

On the other hand, I ordered my Christmas cards.  I know.  Snapfish is mailing them as we speak.  Who knows how long it will take me to actually address and mail them, but for now I have NOT procrastinated at least this one thing.  *pat on back*

Yesterday I bought the Wow 2011 Christmas album on itunes.  I justified it to the voice in my head of Dave Ramsey that I needed it because I have lots of sewing projects to get done before Christmas and I need something new to listen to.  The album is so good.  Tell Dave Ramsey you need it too.  My favorite is Deck the Halls by Tenth Ave North.  Not that it matters...but it is. ;)

That's probably enough random information for you to process.

Happy Last Day of November to You!

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

My Mom Jeans

There's some things I don't want to forget...

Like the way...

I wore a new pair of jeans around the house tonight...with the tags still on.  The boys thought I was nuts.  But I needed to make sure I reeeeally liked them before I tore the tags off.  While I tucked the boys in bed(which is usually Daddy's job, except on his men's Bible Study night)during Jakob's turn to pray, he sweetly prayed for his teacher and her family (who tragically lost their 9 year old son in an accident in September,) he prayed that the lunch menu tomorrow at school would be good, and that his mom would take off the stickers from her pants.  Amen.

(I did, by the way, remove the stickers...I do like them.)

The jeans also have a story.  Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa, Ben and I had a few hours to ourselves Saturday night.  We headed to Starbucks and then the mall.  I've been in need of some jeans that fit...running + a vast reduction in sugary treats= smaller size.  FINALLY. 

Side note:  Before you get too excited about the smaller jeans, it's not a big weight loss.  And apparently not noticeable, because not one person has said anything, but it's enough for me to go from "hide my belly that's bulging over my jeans" to "comfy in the next size smaller."  Make sense?

Back to story. I'm not usually picky with jeans...which is likely why I have a closet full of ones that really don't fit right.  So this time I was being choosy.  We walked through the department store: Juniors on right and Women's on left.  In the middle is a denim display of Levis.  They look cute on the mannequin that has only legs so I decide to try them on.  The sales lady, from the women's side asks if I need a room.  She's like seventy years old.  On the way to the fitting room she says, "Have you tried "Not Your Daughter's Jeans before?"'s my thought process:

1 - She's kinda old, shouldn't she think I'm young still?!?  Like shouldn't she have sent me over to the junior section because she was certain I didn't belong in the old lady section?!? Givemeabreak.
2 - As she's leading us to the jeans, I turn around and mouth to Ben not your mothers jeans *eye roll*
3 - Turns out they were fine jeans, just not what I was looking for.

I tried on the Levis and liked them, although the waist IS higher than I'm used to, they were still good.  But, do to the fact I had to try them on in the Womens section, I'm still not sold.  I put them on hold.

20 minutes later, we're walking back through the store, and I head to the Womens register to make my purchase...she sees me coming.  And I turn around and head to the juniors in one last ditch effort to hold onto my youth.  Ben and I scan over the jeans. All the labels say "ultra low rise" which is code for "if you've had babies or are over age 17 your belly is gonna jingle right over it." They also had blingy-bling on the butt pockets, and I am not a blingy-bling on the butt pocket kinda gal.  I'm not against the fake plastic rhinestones...I just don't want them on my backside.  I'm Amish like that.

It's decided.  Back over to the Womens department.  I scan the aisle to the's lined with elastic waist pants...which is apparently where I'm headed to next.  Sheesh.  

Which brings me back to tonight, and me wearing my jeans around the house with tags still on.  

Maybe tomorrow I'll post a picture of my skinny mid-rise women section jeans.  Oh the anticipation...

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Mood Swings

This is my first experience with a daughter...a toddler daughter.

Two words:  Mood.  Swings.


That's pizza on her face.  In case you were wondering.

I got a new camera.  It caught the "drool" in both pictures.  Awesome.

  Happy.  Totally mad.  Happy.  Totally mad.  


Friday, November 4, 2011

I'm Listening To...

I thought I'd share with you some of my favorite songs as of late.  And by "favorite" I mean I'm listening to them on repeat over and over and over...and over.  I don't know if regular people do this?  But I do.

Jesus, Friend of Sinners is by far my most favorite song on the new Casting Crowns album.  The message, the reminder...I adore the whole our eyes to the world at the end of out pointing fingers...break our hearts for what breaks Yours.  I'm thankful for songs that change me.  This one does.


The next song is one of my new favorite running songs.  It has some amazing base (that you won't hear through the youtube video;) that may literally mess with the rhythm of my heart.  If I kill over while running, check my ipod, I think you'll find this song playing.

Happy Friday Everybody!

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