Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
My parents are no exception, we love to spoil them with all the things they wanted but didn't buy for themselves. They've always done the same to us.
This year, with the way the economy has been, everyone was pretty tight. We still tried to spend the same amount as we always do, but knew that we couldn't expect (for lack of a better word) too much. I expected to have a meaningful Christmas but nothing prepared me for the feeling we had this Christmas morning.
After all our gifts were opened from each other, my parents brought out a gift for each of us and multiple gifts for my SIL. (She had not put anything grand on her wish list)
I opened my gift and gasped. I had the feeling of when Ralphie opened his Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle. Words flew out of my head and I cried. Yep, cried. There it was in my lap. A Nikon. Not just any Nikon, my dad went to buy the Nikon D40 I wanted and came home with a Nikon D60. Beautiful and sleek and something that I'd given up on.
I looked up to see my siblings crying. Even the tough boys. It was wonder and disbelief, but not because of what it was, what it meant. I was overwhelmed that my mom and dad, in this desperately tight year of recession, would give me something that I've wanted for so long. I was so grateful yet felt so undeserving.
Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a stone? Or if he ask a fish, will he give him a serpent? 11 If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him?
Saturday, December 27, 2008
How would you like to carry this big boy in your belly?
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
I took a few photos of my brother and sister in law... My brother Peter is a camera hog. He loves taking pictures, if he had his way I would be following him around with a camera.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Thomas Kinkade "Home for Christmas
Our stocking collection has grown over the past years, there used to be six. Six turned into seven when I was a little girl and we got our puppy Tiff. Seven turned into eight when my Sis n law came along and now eight is nine with my brother's girlfriend. We don't hang our stockings on the mantle but on the entry door... first thing you see when you walk in.
We've had this gingerbread family since I was very young. We were never allowed to play with them. They had to sit nicely in there spots, just to be looked at. Dad and Mom and four kids - that's us!Family room tree that's done in rustic ornaments and all the ornaments that we've collected over the years.
I love the house when it's decorated for Christmas. This room is my favorite to sit in with the fire and lights glistening.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Sunday, December 07, 2008
Things just aren't going as planned. I know what I want to buy, It's just a matter of how to do it! I was telling someone last night that I will be doing most of my shopping the week of Christmas. Talk about a mad dash to the finish.
I've had my fair share of rushing to the stores and checking out the good sales, crowds, messes... BUT I have refrained from buying one single thing.
I was shopping at a local store and came across this.
An aisle full of pillows. Kids paradise. There was a Mom and her little girl on the other side and the mom was telling her daughter, "Go ahead". Tempting... When the mad rush of shopping gets too crazy, look for an aisle like this and jump!
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Monday, December 01, 2008
Now back to the normal things of life, work and obligations. I am getting into the Christmas spirit, we put up our family room tree on Friday night/Saturday morning. I'll post a picture here later on tonight or tomorrow.
We still have a ton of decorating to do in our home, but life is a little busy right now. We have bugs (sick bugs) going around our church and home. I am determined to stay as far away from all the sicky people and maybe, just maybe get by.
Hope you all ate tons of bird and had a great time with Family!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Maybe I'll call for a free gift...
A couple of weeks back my sister and I made dinner for everyone. I made my chicken pasta and she made a salad with her incredible homemade dressing. She treated us all to yummy tuxedo brownies with strawberries....
In case your mouth is watering... you can get the recipe here - Ghirardelli Brownie Recipe.
A couple of weeks back I went to the park with my nephew... He is so much fun and a happy distraction for me. I can watch him for hours and love to hear him try to form words. He is actually on his way over here to spend some time with his aunties!
Anyway, after he'd exhausted us on the swings, basketball court, slides, and everything else on the playground, he settled down with his water cup, a rare moment for this rambunctious boy.
This past week at our community group meeting we had the kids make thank you cards for God. This one girl, we'll call her Sally, always tugs at my heart. Her sister and brother have had it hard this year. They've been homeless and now live in a family members garage. Yet, through it all she smiles. She loves Jesus with all her heart and her favorite thing to do is to sing. A recent song that she picked up goes like this, "Faith, faith, faith just a little bit of faith. Faith, faith, faith, just a little bit of faith, you don't need a whole lot just use what you got..." What a testimony she is to me.
She made this incredible card and I just had to share it with you.
"Dear Jesus, I thank you so much for everything."
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Last night my dad taught about courage. Do you need courage? I sure do. The enemy of courage is fear. Did you know that we can suffer real and imagined fear? I think I have the biggest imagination on the face of this earth, you might be thinking the same thing about yourself. Fear torments and cripples you.
A lot of times we have fear of the unknown. I am fearful of the unknown. It's hard to remember that the unknown to us is not unknown to God. If you've placed your life in His hands it shouldn't matter.
At this time in this trial, I feel so alone at times. I want to lean on someone that I can see and feel, physically. I have to continually remind myself that I am not alone, God is there. When it comes down to it, in this life, it's really just me and Him. No one else can save me, He is the only one.
I am encouraged and get strength by those in my life, my Pastor's wife is a gem and she's helped me to make some sense of things. My sisters and mother have been those that I lean on when I can. Don't be afraid to let someone else help bear your burden! Talking about it will not make it worse, it will make it better! My Pastor's wife reminded me that there is strength in numbers!
My sister sent me this incredible passage that has now come to life to me. This incredible, loving, God I serve is so wonderful.
He is kind
He forgives our sins
He heals us
He protects us
He provides for us strength for each day
He brings justice
He shows us how great He is
He is merciful
His love never fails
He is not always angry
He doesn't punish us as we deserve
His love is greater than the distance between heaven and earth
He removes our sins far from us, as far as the East to the West
He is kind as a parent
He knows how fragile we are
He keeps his promises
He rules over His creation
Be strong and of a good courage! Remember, you are not alone!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Have you ever felt like there are a thousand fearful thoughts in your head asking for your attention at the same time. Seems at times that I am going crazy and I want to thrown in the towel, but I keep telling myself, God has not given me a spirit of fear, but of love and a sound mind. His Word doesn't lie. It's all in how we choose to accept it.
Right now, my worlds rocking, but I am praying that He'll get me through this in one piece. After all, He shields me with His wings (Psalm 57:1) and He won't lead me astray.
In Psalm 55 David cries to God and wishes for wings like a dove so he can fly away and be at rest... Yet, he says that if he flew away he'd wander off and remain in the wilderness. This is marked with Selah, in other words, think about it. I want to be tucked safely under HIS wings and not wander off and remain in a wilderness!
As you can tell, I am in no mood to blog right now. I need to clear my mind and even if I wanted to, I am absorbed in this right now.
I will be back to share the good side if life soon. Everyone else, Keep the Faith! He's never failed anyone, EVER! (secretly talking to myself!) =)
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
The winds have been blowing ash and smoke all over. Our home smells like fire and eyes are burning, heads are pounding. This fire has gone from bad to worse.
I am about 10 miles from the fire now and it's creeping closer. The sun is a burning orange color, I took some photos but don't have the connection to upload here.
Pray for the SoCal residents that are in the middle of these fires and those in Los Angeles and all the firefighters.
This brings to mind the scriptures in Acts 2 where we're warned about the coming of the Lord. The sun will be dark, the moon will turn to blood, and vapours of smoke on the earth. Whether or not this has anything to do with those days, He's coming soon!
We need these winds to stop!
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Going to the Chiropractor is no fun. I don't like people massaging me. It hurts. A deep tissue massage KILLS.
I felt pretty good as I laid down on the board/bed... whatever it is, and relaxed my body while my skirt was yanked down, slightly, and the little vibrating "thing" was placed on my lower back. I'm left alone for a few minutes and use this time to plead and beg God to not let it hurt.
The Doctor comes back in and begins to massage and shoot the breeze, chatting about his techniques and how I ripped my muscles around my spine... everything is going good and I feel like God really is going to numb me from the pain. Before I know it he's massaging my bum/hip and talking about an increase in taxes for California. My thoughts are, Hey, you're too close to my bum to talk about paying taxes.
Everything feels good minus the couple of sore spots that he feels need extra attention. I am focused on his shoes as my face is scrunched in the head rest. He decides to crack my back and hits down so hard that the bottom of my spine feels like it came out of my skin. I wanted to stand up and smack him in the face, "Hello, I have an injury, Buster!"
"What happened?" He asked after I screamed. I managed to yelp, "It hurts here", as I pat my back. He then wiggles my back to find out where the pain came from, no pain. Then he wants to crack again. I was too chicken to tell him not to, so I just smacked him in my head. He cracks it and everything is fine.
After he massaged my back and legs with a massive massager that makes you jiggle all over, he left so that I could gather myself.
I scoot off the bed/board and yelp, again. It's bad. Very bad. I whimper my way over to my purse and bend a few inches... I'm stuck. Here I am standing with my arms hanging down and my butt in the air.
He comes in looking concerned while I think, You better look concerned buddy, you broke my back!, "What is hurting?" he ask.
After a few back exercises I limp out to the lobby and thank God that my sweet mom came with me.
I pay, and wobble out to the car. My mom ask, "How are you feeling?". I whimper in response, "Ooooowweeee".
Monday, November 10, 2008
Michelle at Edgy Inspirational Blog posted her review and is giving away a copy of Siri Mitchell's new historical, A Constant Heart. Leave a comment to win a free copy!
I am sure she will actually send out the book she's giving away... something that I still haven't done! *cringe*
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Thank you to all my bloggy friends who come by and read my thoughts.
I've gathered my top 6 post over the past two years; I know 6 is an odd number but I couldn't narrow it down. Re-reading each post below made me laugh and cry all over again!
My Favorite Things (2007) Where's the Casket?
The Robot Kid
Deb v The Mud
Who knows what the next year in blog world will hold! One thing for sure, there will be a lot of laughs if it has to do with me!
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Last night was a horrible loss for John McCain. A good man and American hero. I will be the first to say that I did not agree with everything he stood for but I did agree with him more than I did with Barrak Obama. It was a known fact, at least to me, that the man I was voting for was not going to become the President-Elect, but, I knew that I needed to stand for what I believed in.
Last night we saw History, some of the most unbelievable American history. Whoever says that the color of ones skin changes the way they vote or treat someone is NOT American. I love the fact that we have an African-American President-Elect! I just don't agree with his politics and I fear what the next four years hold for our families, our troops and the rest of the world.
As an American you can't help but feel the excitement of the moment... but it wasn't long lived. Above all, God is in control and ultimately His will is done. He has a purpose. As a Christian, we are to pray for the authority over us, this is pleasing to God.
I respect our new President and pray that he proves me wrong.
NOW can we (I mean I, since I seem to be the only one that talks about such in my world) move pass the political talk and start blogging about life? Personal life, not life as an American. I wonder how long this will last... Ha Ha.