You think it's a small world?
So is the blogosphere!
I was blog-surfing last week, and came across the blog of someone who I've met at my parents' church. Her blog reminds me of Zann & Farmwife & the Nudge-Nudge gang. She is an avid scrapbooker and is journaling this Christmas season and sharing her work on her blog. If she gives me permission, I'll post a link. I might even get inspired enough to pick up where I left off on baby bear's book.
So, my question for you, my blogging buddies is...
how do you capture memories from your kids' childhood and preserve them? Are you like me, collecting them digitally, trying to make sure my date setting is correct on my camera so I remember when they were taken, but not getting them printed often enough. Are you a scrapping queen, a junkie of any particular scrapbook brand, or a bargain supply hunter (if you do that, what are your secrets for saving money... hubby wants me to know!) Do you have a system in place or just tackle it in the late nights and early mornings, reminiscent of all-nighters from the college days, like a dear member of my family does when she has a project she is working on?
Lately, the blog has been my digital scrapbook. I have the same 2 1/2 pages of her actual book completed that I did 3 months ago. Perhaps there is a tad bit of hidden perfectionist in me, one that doesn't want to do it unless I can do it "right". But if I wait for perfection, it'll never get done. as That Grace says on her Random-Grace blog... "what's the point in perfect?"
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Monday, December 11, 2006
cravings and contentment
note... this post is a little personal, might make some uncomfortable... read at your own risk)
i've been craving popcorn for at least a week. it has turned into a nightly ritual. after baby bear is tucked into her crib, i pop a bag of popcorn and munch on it as i read blogs or post on my own.
i also found myself going back to my calendar, where, like farmwife, i note my cycle. i'm so irregular, it's annoying. i also have historically had a hard time about 8 days a month... emotionally and physically. (those of you blessed with short periods have no idea. i had to go home early from school on several occasions, it was that bad.) i'm thankful to say that the medicine i was prescribed seems to really be helping the emotional part of that. and since having a baby, the physical part isn't quite as bad as before, but it's still worse than some women have ever had to deal with.) well, after baby bear was born, hubby and i (mostly i) decided that at least for the time being, we would use other means of birth control besides chemical. so, now that my cycle is back to being regularly irregular, if it's just a day or too "late", i find myself wondering "am i....?" i then usually go to the dollar tree for a test or two, and my visitor comes the day or two after wasting a buck. i was beginning to wonder, "am i.....?" again this month. until today. bought the test and everything, but didn't waste it. didn't need to, so now i'm stocked for the next "am i...?" incident. so, my cravings are apparently my body's new response to my pms. i like this symptom much better than what i used to experience. though at some point i will have to practice self control and not snack so much after 8 p.m. today at mom's group, i was looking around at the 2 and 3 month old nurslings with their mommies, realizing how quickly time has passed and how much i loved having a baby (even with the stresses and lack of consistent nursing success). it's funny how my mind can minimize the hard times when i see the wonderful outcome. anyway, i was wondering.. "am i...ready?" thankfully, this month i don't have to be. which is a good thing, because if you scroll down to the very bottom of my blog, we have a family vacation planned in a certain amount of time, and if i had been pregnant, baby's due date would have been a little too close for comfort to that trip. though a beachfront delivery could be exciting.
now on to topic two of this post... contentment
i used to think my struggles with contentment were something purely spiritual. in the past month, i've realized that perhaps they weren't. oh, some part of the struggle is. however, for as long as i can remember, no matter how hard i tried to "let go" of that tugging underlying anxiety that seemed to be there for no reason, i couldn't. i would pray more, read the Bible more, listen to more music. it always returned. as a teenager and college student pondering my life's future, why i didn't have a boyfriend, etc..., my dad always quoted the verse "godliness with contentment is great gain." it drove me nuts. i was trying to be godly. i knew i should be content. but..... over time, God did give me a level of contentment with my life. He thern blessed me with a wonderful husband and supportive family. most recently, He gave us a perfect little girl. and He helped me let go of my pride and consider help that i could have had a long time ago. it's not like taking a "happy pill", no it's so much more subtle. i'm thankful for that, too. i didn't want a drastic change, just to feel like myself again.
******
hubby's not home tonight. he is actually staying with his parents', since he had to work near them today. when baby bear and i called him, i put him on speakerphone so she could hear daddy's voice. she started saying "dada" and looking at the garage door, awaiting his arrival. when she realized he wasn't coming through the door, she started looking at our family picture on the wall.
good night my friends, my heart has wandered long enough for the evening. or at least, my fingers have.
note... this post is a little personal, might make some uncomfortable... read at your own risk)
i've been craving popcorn for at least a week. it has turned into a nightly ritual. after baby bear is tucked into her crib, i pop a bag of popcorn and munch on it as i read blogs or post on my own.
i also found myself going back to my calendar, where, like farmwife, i note my cycle. i'm so irregular, it's annoying. i also have historically had a hard time about 8 days a month... emotionally and physically. (those of you blessed with short periods have no idea. i had to go home early from school on several occasions, it was that bad.) i'm thankful to say that the medicine i was prescribed seems to really be helping the emotional part of that. and since having a baby, the physical part isn't quite as bad as before, but it's still worse than some women have ever had to deal with.) well, after baby bear was born, hubby and i (mostly i) decided that at least for the time being, we would use other means of birth control besides chemical. so, now that my cycle is back to being regularly irregular, if it's just a day or too "late", i find myself wondering "am i....?" i then usually go to the dollar tree for a test or two, and my visitor comes the day or two after wasting a buck. i was beginning to wonder, "am i.....?" again this month. until today. bought the test and everything, but didn't waste it. didn't need to, so now i'm stocked for the next "am i...?" incident. so, my cravings are apparently my body's new response to my pms. i like this symptom much better than what i used to experience. though at some point i will have to practice self control and not snack so much after 8 p.m. today at mom's group, i was looking around at the 2 and 3 month old nurslings with their mommies, realizing how quickly time has passed and how much i loved having a baby (even with the stresses and lack of consistent nursing success). it's funny how my mind can minimize the hard times when i see the wonderful outcome. anyway, i was wondering.. "am i...ready?" thankfully, this month i don't have to be. which is a good thing, because if you scroll down to the very bottom of my blog, we have a family vacation planned in a certain amount of time, and if i had been pregnant, baby's due date would have been a little too close for comfort to that trip. though a beachfront delivery could be exciting.
now on to topic two of this post... contentment
i used to think my struggles with contentment were something purely spiritual. in the past month, i've realized that perhaps they weren't. oh, some part of the struggle is. however, for as long as i can remember, no matter how hard i tried to "let go" of that tugging underlying anxiety that seemed to be there for no reason, i couldn't. i would pray more, read the Bible more, listen to more music. it always returned. as a teenager and college student pondering my life's future, why i didn't have a boyfriend, etc..., my dad always quoted the verse "godliness with contentment is great gain." it drove me nuts. i was trying to be godly. i knew i should be content. but..... over time, God did give me a level of contentment with my life. He thern blessed me with a wonderful husband and supportive family. most recently, He gave us a perfect little girl. and He helped me let go of my pride and consider help that i could have had a long time ago. it's not like taking a "happy pill", no it's so much more subtle. i'm thankful for that, too. i didn't want a drastic change, just to feel like myself again.
******
hubby's not home tonight. he is actually staying with his parents', since he had to work near them today. when baby bear and i called him, i put him on speakerphone so she could hear daddy's voice. she started saying "dada" and looking at the garage door, awaiting his arrival. when she realized he wasn't coming through the door, she started looking at our family picture on the wall.
good night my friends, my heart has wandered long enough for the evening. or at least, my fingers have.
blessings of family
reading some of my friends' blogs, as well as an experience i had today, remind me not to take our proximity to family lightly. i grew up living 14 hours from my grandparents; hubby grew up within minutes of his, for the most part. we currently live about 35 minutes away from my parents. close enough to visit, not too close. we don't take advantage of them enough, we have yet to have a date night.. other than the double date night we took in indy with crt and computer guy. at the same time, all of us have our privacy. hubby's parents live about 3 hours away. a little too far, but close enough for weekend trips.
while bear and i were in line at the post office (behind just one other person- not bad for the post office at Christmas), the clerk and the woman in front of me saw my daughter and started talking about how far away their only grandbabies are... between 5 and 7 hours. they reminded me to be grateful that baby bear clung to her granwendy at the beginning of her cousin's birthday party, as she soaked in the excitement and checked out the new faces around her. she didn't know everyone, but she knew her grandparents! in fact, she's seen her cousin's other grandparents enough that she is starting to recognize them as part of her extended family, too.
yes, the 6 hour drive to my niece's house is a little too far, but it's close enough so that we don't have to wait a whole year to see them.
reading some of my friends' blogs, as well as an experience i had today, remind me not to take our proximity to family lightly. i grew up living 14 hours from my grandparents; hubby grew up within minutes of his, for the most part. we currently live about 35 minutes away from my parents. close enough to visit, not too close. we don't take advantage of them enough, we have yet to have a date night.. other than the double date night we took in indy with crt and computer guy. at the same time, all of us have our privacy. hubby's parents live about 3 hours away. a little too far, but close enough for weekend trips.
while bear and i were in line at the post office (behind just one other person- not bad for the post office at Christmas), the clerk and the woman in front of me saw my daughter and started talking about how far away their only grandbabies are... between 5 and 7 hours. they reminded me to be grateful that baby bear clung to her granwendy at the beginning of her cousin's birthday party, as she soaked in the excitement and checked out the new faces around her. she didn't know everyone, but she knew her grandparents! in fact, she's seen her cousin's other grandparents enough that she is starting to recognize them as part of her extended family, too.
yes, the 6 hour drive to my niece's house is a little too far, but it's close enough so that we don't have to wait a whole year to see them.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
sunday musings...
baby bear slept in til 8 a.m. today. we enjoyed the extra rest. i worked in her nursery class at church. while we had the kids around the table at snacktime, one little boy was so tired that he fell asleep sitting up at the table. i gently lifted him out of his booster and laid him in the crib. he stayed there until his daddy came to get him.
baby bear took an afternoon nap, so did we. after dinner i mopped the floor. murphy's oil soap is my new favorite wood floor cleaner. and the pampered chef dish scraper works great for scraping up dried gunk that somehow didn't get wiped up when it was fresh.
be sure to visit baby bear's blog to see some cute new pics & read more of my adventures in parenting.
baby bear slept in til 8 a.m. today. we enjoyed the extra rest. i worked in her nursery class at church. while we had the kids around the table at snacktime, one little boy was so tired that he fell asleep sitting up at the table. i gently lifted him out of his booster and laid him in the crib. he stayed there until his daddy came to get him.
baby bear took an afternoon nap, so did we. after dinner i mopped the floor. murphy's oil soap is my new favorite wood floor cleaner. and the pampered chef dish scraper works great for scraping up dried gunk that somehow didn't get wiped up when it was fresh.
be sure to visit baby bear's blog to see some cute new pics & read more of my adventures in parenting.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Friday, December 08, 2006
yard destruction
well, we've lived in this house for 3 1/2 years. for those of you who don't know the history, we, naive first time homebuyers opted not to use a realtor. we bought in a brand new neighborhood, and assumed everything would be perfect. we paid a lot premium for a corner lot. a week or two after we moved in, they came in and started cutting out where the street next to our house will go. this resulted in a big hill and a little cliff at the back corner of our lot. it was slightly sloped when we closed, but not too steep. we kept getting promises from the builders that they would put in a retaining wall when they build behind us, yada yada yada... e-mailed codes last spring and wrote another letter to the developer this summer.... received a written response that they would begin fixing the cliff later in the summer. it's november, and today they dug up where they are going to put the sidewalk next to our house. this makes the cliff steeper. i suspect i'll be contacting codes again to find out how and when they are going to make them put in a retaining wall. i'll try to take pics and post them tomorrow. bottom line- we love our house and neighbors, mostly. but we will never recommend that anybody purchase from the developer of this community due to their land development issues. they finally repaved the streets this summer, but they are still tearing out and redoing sidewalks around the neighborhood because something wasn't right.
please pray that they do actually do the retaining wall right, since the current situation is prime for slumping. this state's consumer protection is pretty week. i believe some states would require builders to have the streets/lot development done before the homes can be built...
live,learn, and try not to break your leg or neck mowing the yard.....
well, we've lived in this house for 3 1/2 years. for those of you who don't know the history, we, naive first time homebuyers opted not to use a realtor. we bought in a brand new neighborhood, and assumed everything would be perfect. we paid a lot premium for a corner lot. a week or two after we moved in, they came in and started cutting out where the street next to our house will go. this resulted in a big hill and a little cliff at the back corner of our lot. it was slightly sloped when we closed, but not too steep. we kept getting promises from the builders that they would put in a retaining wall when they build behind us, yada yada yada... e-mailed codes last spring and wrote another letter to the developer this summer.... received a written response that they would begin fixing the cliff later in the summer. it's november, and today they dug up where they are going to put the sidewalk next to our house. this makes the cliff steeper. i suspect i'll be contacting codes again to find out how and when they are going to make them put in a retaining wall. i'll try to take pics and post them tomorrow. bottom line- we love our house and neighbors, mostly. but we will never recommend that anybody purchase from the developer of this community due to their land development issues. they finally repaved the streets this summer, but they are still tearing out and redoing sidewalks around the neighborhood because something wasn't right.
please pray that they do actually do the retaining wall right, since the current situation is prime for slumping. this state's consumer protection is pretty week. i believe some states would require builders to have the streets/lot development done before the homes can be built...
live,learn, and try not to break your leg or neck mowing the yard.....
we're insane, certifiably
hubby was off work today, and we had planned to hit the mall formerly known as opryland for weeks. well, as mentioned in comments from yesterday's post, bear had a rough night. we had a rough nightright along with her. we took her to the doctor, where the fabulous lab techs did a much better job finding her veins than my nurses did finding mine when she was born. though she wasn't tugging at her ear, she was showing early signs of an ear infection. she finally pooped, after being fed juice and fruit all day yesterday. oh, and last night, when i came home from bunko, she was hunched over on daddy's lap, angry. we tried everything... she didn't have a decent poop til we got to the doctor's office. (this is not new for her, but she had been doing so much better lately...) anyway, of course the tylenol kicked in to lower her temp there, but i told our favorite nurse practitioner what was going on, and based on the blood tests and my description she thought it could be a hint of the same old thing that everyone else is fighting... plus an ear infection.
so we stopped by the pharmacy, got the script (unfortunately not one of the new $4 generics, but covered so not TOO outrageously over-priced), got baby bear home and down for her nap. she slept for an hour and a half (fell asleep in the car, actually, and fell back asleep after being put in her crib). when she woke up, she was in a much better mood, and i knew it would be-a) shop on my own with baby bear next week. or b) all 3 of us tough it out together. we opted for option b). it was a tough call, but she loved seeing the "animals" outside the rainforest cafe. hubby and i found gifts for eachother and 2/3 of our family, and i was so proud of how well she toughed it out. i know, it was probably not the wisest thing to have her out in public, don't hate us for it. it was a tough call, being the only day we'd have to shop together on a non weekend...
when we put her down tonight, i noticed the "new" music box that she has fallen in love with was crooked. it has 2 german children on it and plays "somewhere my love". it's actually quite old. my dad gave it to me, i have fond memories of playing chinese checkers with aunt vivian and listening to it over and over and over in my grandparents' basement. aunt vivian wasn't really related to us, but she boarded with my grandparents and was like family whenever we visited my grandparents. anyway, it turns out the last time hubby took it down to wind it, bear snatched it and knocked it onto the floor... now it's crooked. i'm slightly miffed. but he will try to fix it.
anyway, it still works, and it lulled our sweet baby bear to dreamland when we finally got home tonight. she may not get to go to her cousin' first birthday party tomorrow, though..
i'm still trying to figure out how God gave us the energy to make it through the day. our afternoon nap wasn't as long as bear's.
hubby was off work today, and we had planned to hit the mall formerly known as opryland for weeks. well, as mentioned in comments from yesterday's post, bear had a rough night. we had a rough nightright along with her. we took her to the doctor, where the fabulous lab techs did a much better job finding her veins than my nurses did finding mine when she was born. though she wasn't tugging at her ear, she was showing early signs of an ear infection. she finally pooped, after being fed juice and fruit all day yesterday. oh, and last night, when i came home from bunko, she was hunched over on daddy's lap, angry. we tried everything... she didn't have a decent poop til we got to the doctor's office. (this is not new for her, but she had been doing so much better lately...) anyway, of course the tylenol kicked in to lower her temp there, but i told our favorite nurse practitioner what was going on, and based on the blood tests and my description she thought it could be a hint of the same old thing that everyone else is fighting... plus an ear infection.
so we stopped by the pharmacy, got the script (unfortunately not one of the new $4 generics, but covered so not TOO outrageously over-priced), got baby bear home and down for her nap. she slept for an hour and a half (fell asleep in the car, actually, and fell back asleep after being put in her crib). when she woke up, she was in a much better mood, and i knew it would be-a) shop on my own with baby bear next week. or b) all 3 of us tough it out together. we opted for option b). it was a tough call, but she loved seeing the "animals" outside the rainforest cafe. hubby and i found gifts for eachother and 2/3 of our family, and i was so proud of how well she toughed it out. i know, it was probably not the wisest thing to have her out in public, don't hate us for it. it was a tough call, being the only day we'd have to shop together on a non weekend...
when we put her down tonight, i noticed the "new" music box that she has fallen in love with was crooked. it has 2 german children on it and plays "somewhere my love". it's actually quite old. my dad gave it to me, i have fond memories of playing chinese checkers with aunt vivian and listening to it over and over and over in my grandparents' basement. aunt vivian wasn't really related to us, but she boarded with my grandparents and was like family whenever we visited my grandparents. anyway, it turns out the last time hubby took it down to wind it, bear snatched it and knocked it onto the floor... now it's crooked. i'm slightly miffed. but he will try to fix it.
anyway, it still works, and it lulled our sweet baby bear to dreamland when we finally got home tonight. she may not get to go to her cousin' first birthday party tomorrow, though..
i'm still trying to figure out how God gave us the energy to make it through the day. our afternoon nap wasn't as long as bear's.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
tired
why am i so sleepy? new meds? too much sleep? i went to bed around 9:00 last night... yes, you saw that right... i should be ready to go full speed ahead.
baby bear is napping, i should be washing that ridiculously gross kitchen floor, but i want a nap, too....
i'm going to have to start writing proverbs 31 woman verses on post-its and sticking them everywhere. or warnings against slothfulness.
why am i so sleepy? new meds? too much sleep? i went to bed around 9:00 last night... yes, you saw that right... i should be ready to go full speed ahead.
baby bear is napping, i should be washing that ridiculously gross kitchen floor, but i want a nap, too....
i'm going to have to start writing proverbs 31 woman verses on post-its and sticking them everywhere. or warnings against slothfulness.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
a penny for jenny
i read an article in the newspaper today, about a woman who is younger than me and is fighting breast cancer. it brought back memories of when i worked as a scheduling coordinator, helping patients schedule radiology exams (mri's, ct scans, pet scans) after they were approved by their insurance. one of "my" patients was a 24 year old who was fighting cancer. the woman in the article is 27 and she dresses up for her chemo appointments.
anyway, click on the link above to read more of jenny's story. and say a few prayers for her while you are at it!
i read an article in the newspaper today, about a woman who is younger than me and is fighting breast cancer. it brought back memories of when i worked as a scheduling coordinator, helping patients schedule radiology exams (mri's, ct scans, pet scans) after they were approved by their insurance. one of "my" patients was a 24 year old who was fighting cancer. the woman in the article is 27 and she dresses up for her chemo appointments.
anyway, click on the link above to read more of jenny's story. and say a few prayers for her while you are at it!
media
I am not a huge katie couric fan. rarely watched her on "today", and don't watch her much now that she's hit prime time. a couple of nights ago, we were flipping channels, and she was doing an segment about religious/faith-oriented films in which she interviewed a bigwig at FoxFaith. She had the audacity to ask the man something like, "are you concerned that non-Christians will be offended by religious programming?"
A mainstream company is taking steps to provide family-friendly programming, and the liberal media is trying to twist it into the whole separation-of-church-and-everything agenda. (For the record, I am sure the "family friendly studio" is driven by business decisions, not moral conviction.)
Give me a break.
I am not a huge katie couric fan. rarely watched her on "today", and don't watch her much now that she's hit prime time. a couple of nights ago, we were flipping channels, and she was doing an segment about religious/faith-oriented films in which she interviewed a bigwig at FoxFaith. She had the audacity to ask the man something like, "are you concerned that non-Christians will be offended by religious programming?"
A mainstream company is taking steps to provide family-friendly programming, and the liberal media is trying to twist it into the whole separation-of-church-and-everything agenda. (For the record, I am sure the "family friendly studio" is driven by business decisions, not moral conviction.)
Give me a break.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
why is it that i can't even put a pre-made crust over the top of a pot pie without messing it up? (ok, the answer is i didn't let it come to room temp before trying to unroll it... who ever heard of reading instructions on those things, anyway?)
i kept the hideously ugly one for us and brought the not-quite-so -ugly one to our friend who has a newborn.
now to clean up the kitchen...
i kept the hideously ugly one for us and brought the not-quite-so -ugly one to our friend who has a newborn.
now to clean up the kitchen...
the over-commercialization of coffee
and coffee-based drinks, for that matter. a few weeks back, i mentioned the new coffee place within walking distance of our subdivision. well, it opened, i believe thanksgiving week, but i'm not sure. you know, the same franchise that's in every new target, on every block in the big cities. it's hardly just for coffee snobs anymore. in fact, true coffee lovers tell me that since the company hit uber-growth mode the quality has gone down hill.
i'm not a true coffee aficionada. the only time my coffee grinder gets used is when tech mom and dad or crt's hubby are here. maybe if ian's master pays a visit, too. tea is more my speed. i am, however a sucker for sweet coffee-based drinks, especially those that include caramel or chocolate. or both.
however, as i was chatting with crt as the new green-logo came into my view, i mentioned that i hadn't been there yet. my wandering impulses kicked in. while i threatened to blame crt for my lack of self-control, i can't do that. and darn it, hubby must have taken the $10 bill that we discovered in the ash tray on sunday. so now my purchase would be traceable on the monthly credit card statement audit.
my tall peppermint mocha was well worth it. i will resist the urge to make it a daily ritual. at 3.71 a pop, that's just not in our budget.
and coffee-based drinks, for that matter. a few weeks back, i mentioned the new coffee place within walking distance of our subdivision. well, it opened, i believe thanksgiving week, but i'm not sure. you know, the same franchise that's in every new target, on every block in the big cities. it's hardly just for coffee snobs anymore. in fact, true coffee lovers tell me that since the company hit uber-growth mode the quality has gone down hill.
i'm not a true coffee aficionada. the only time my coffee grinder gets used is when tech mom and dad or crt's hubby are here. maybe if ian's master pays a visit, too. tea is more my speed. i am, however a sucker for sweet coffee-based drinks, especially those that include caramel or chocolate. or both.
however, as i was chatting with crt as the new green-logo came into my view, i mentioned that i hadn't been there yet. my wandering impulses kicked in. while i threatened to blame crt for my lack of self-control, i can't do that. and darn it, hubby must have taken the $10 bill that we discovered in the ash tray on sunday. so now my purchase would be traceable on the monthly credit card statement audit.
my tall peppermint mocha was well worth it. i will resist the urge to make it a daily ritual. at 3.71 a pop, that's just not in our budget.
Monday, December 04, 2006
in my crock pot...
4 pork chops
1 yellow onion, chopped
1 can chicken broth
1 can water
1/2 pack mushrooms, chopped
5 small-medium potatoes
salt, pepper, and garlic to taste
smells yummy! i suspect it's read to eat, even though it was set to cook for 6 hours.
i know, it needs some greens... it's just a miracle that i am pretending to cook.
4 pork chops
1 yellow onion, chopped
1 can chicken broth
1 can water
1/2 pack mushrooms, chopped
5 small-medium potatoes
salt, pepper, and garlic to taste
smells yummy! i suspect it's read to eat, even though it was set to cook for 6 hours.
i know, it needs some greens... it's just a miracle that i am pretending to cook.
on my nightstand...
the mommy manual, by barbara curtis
Twelve Extraordinary Women, by John MacArthur
one of these days I'll read them instead of (or in addition to) feeding my blogging addiction.
the mommy manual, by barbara curtis
Twelve Extraordinary Women, by John MacArthur
one of these days I'll read them instead of (or in addition to) feeding my blogging addiction.
Sunday, December 03, 2006
back to church
after a 3 week absence, we made it to church. maybe it was just 2 weeks. anyway, our church is far from perfect, but there are many things i love about it.
...mrs. lavelle, who took such great care of baby bear in the nursery when she was a little cub last year. we ran into her and one of the other newborn-room volunteers today, and baby bear even let her old caretaker hold her for a little bit. she is a cancer fighter/survivor and knowing how much she loves the little ones made it that much easier to put her into the nursery
...the fact that baby bear gets over her separation anxiety pretty quicky and plays well with the other kids, most of the time.
... that even though it belongs to a particular denomination, it doesn't feel denominational. all who have trusted Jesus as their savior are welcome to partake of communion, regardless of whether or not they are members at our church.
... the practice of church traditions such as advent customs and creeds, along with the mix of contemporary worship songs.
after a 3 week absence, we made it to church. maybe it was just 2 weeks. anyway, our church is far from perfect, but there are many things i love about it.
...mrs. lavelle, who took such great care of baby bear in the nursery when she was a little cub last year. we ran into her and one of the other newborn-room volunteers today, and baby bear even let her old caretaker hold her for a little bit. she is a cancer fighter/survivor and knowing how much she loves the little ones made it that much easier to put her into the nursery
...the fact that baby bear gets over her separation anxiety pretty quicky and plays well with the other kids, most of the time.
... that even though it belongs to a particular denomination, it doesn't feel denominational. all who have trusted Jesus as their savior are welcome to partake of communion, regardless of whether or not they are members at our church.
... the practice of church traditions such as advent customs and creeds, along with the mix of contemporary worship songs.
barbershop
a few years ago, after we moved out of tech mom & dad's upstairs and into our own place, we returned back to our apartment after ordering our tv from sears to find $25 coupon in the mail. we didn't even have the tv in hand yet, so we went back to the store, talked to a manager, and ended up getting a $25 gift card out of the deal. we used that gift card to buy our very first (and only) clipper set. hubby was about to start police academy, and his wavy locks had to go. one day, i even scalped one of the other trainees. yep, i was officialy part of the family. up to that point, hubby's mom still cut his hair, except for while he was away at college.
playing barber is not my favorite thing to do. thankfully, hubby takes care of the clean-up, but that feeling of bits of hair... ugh... well, this weekend i couldn't delay the inevitable any longer. i had been sick for almost 2 weeks, but i was now well enough to break out the clippers and mow down hubby's hair. (people wonder where baby bear gets her waves because her daddy keeps his hair so short now). he claims it had been 8 weeks since his last trim, and that his hair was becoming a "fro".
i must admit, he looks mighty fine with a fresh haircut. some days i even miss the hubby-in-uniform with freshly cut hair combo. then i remember that we've seen more of one another the past year with his new job, and baby bear sees her daddy far more than she would have with his old job. oh, yeah, we actually get to sleep together in the same bed. it took a while getting used to that again, but i think i'll keep him around.
a few years ago, after we moved out of tech mom & dad's upstairs and into our own place, we returned back to our apartment after ordering our tv from sears to find $25 coupon in the mail. we didn't even have the tv in hand yet, so we went back to the store, talked to a manager, and ended up getting a $25 gift card out of the deal. we used that gift card to buy our very first (and only) clipper set. hubby was about to start police academy, and his wavy locks had to go. one day, i even scalped one of the other trainees. yep, i was officialy part of the family. up to that point, hubby's mom still cut his hair, except for while he was away at college.
playing barber is not my favorite thing to do. thankfully, hubby takes care of the clean-up, but that feeling of bits of hair... ugh... well, this weekend i couldn't delay the inevitable any longer. i had been sick for almost 2 weeks, but i was now well enough to break out the clippers and mow down hubby's hair. (people wonder where baby bear gets her waves because her daddy keeps his hair so short now). he claims it had been 8 weeks since his last trim, and that his hair was becoming a "fro".
i must admit, he looks mighty fine with a fresh haircut. some days i even miss the hubby-in-uniform with freshly cut hair combo. then i remember that we've seen more of one another the past year with his new job, and baby bear sees her daddy far more than she would have with his old job. oh, yeah, we actually get to sleep together in the same bed. it took a while getting used to that again, but i think i'll keep him around.
popcorn
growing up, my dad made the best popcorn. we had a popper that consisted of a base with an electrical coil in it and a kettle/bowl with a handle and lid. a little oil, salt, pepper and garlic, and popcorn kernels... a few minutes later, we would top it off with melted butter. yum.
these days i don't own a popcorn popper. if i did, i think i'd want the old fashioned kind that you put on the stove top and crank to keep the kernels from sticking. there's just something about "kettle-popped" corn that tastes better. i've been munching on the mini- bags lately. but even though the bag works just fine, i always have to pour my popcorn into a bowl. for some reason, it just tastes better that way. oh, and tonight i munched on some of those divine chocolates that i mentioned a few days ago right along with the popcorn. double yum.
growing up, my dad made the best popcorn. we had a popper that consisted of a base with an electrical coil in it and a kettle/bowl with a handle and lid. a little oil, salt, pepper and garlic, and popcorn kernels... a few minutes later, we would top it off with melted butter. yum.
these days i don't own a popcorn popper. if i did, i think i'd want the old fashioned kind that you put on the stove top and crank to keep the kernels from sticking. there's just something about "kettle-popped" corn that tastes better. i've been munching on the mini- bags lately. but even though the bag works just fine, i always have to pour my popcorn into a bowl. for some reason, it just tastes better that way. oh, and tonight i munched on some of those divine chocolates that i mentioned a few days ago right along with the popcorn. double yum.
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