Tuesday, June 29, 2010

A Job Completed

I wouldn't say that dishes are my favorite thing to do. In fact they rate somewhere under laundry and above getting my toenails pulled out with rusty pliers. I'm not a big fan.

I have been guilty of ignoring a sink full of dishes and only washing a single spoon for ice cream.
Don't judge. I know I'm not the only person who has done this.

There is that great moment with dishes though. When I finally put on those bright yellow gloves and turn the water up and start washing. (That isn't the great moment!)  The moment happens when all the dishes are done and I can lay those gloves down and know that the job is complete.  That brings me joy!




and visit Leigh for the Happiness Project.


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Sunday, June 27, 2010

Going Through the Motions

Thomas introduced me to this song. I knew right away that it had to be my song for this week.

It makes me think of these questions that Angela Shelton always asks, "What are you willing to receive and what are you willing to give up?......Are you willing to give up everything and receive everything?"

That is a really scary commitment to make, to be willing to give up everything.....but when you are following the Lord and you have faith that He has a plan for your life, to give up your everything and accept HIS everything......that isn't a bad trade-off at all.  Especially if it means that you are no longer living your life just going through the motions...





The Motions - Matthew West
This might hurt, it's not safe
But I know that I've gotta make a change
I don't care if I break,
At least I'll be feeling something
'Cause just okay is not enough
Help me fight through the nothingness of life

I don't wanna go through the motions
I don't wanna go one more day
without Your all consuming passion inside of me
I don't wanna spend my whole life asking,
"What if I had given everything,
instead of going through the motions?"

No regrets, not this time
I'm gonna let my heart defeat my mind
Let Your love make me whole
I think I'm finally feeling something
'Cause just okay is not enough
Help me fight through the nothingness of this life

'Cause I don't wanna go through the motions
I don't wanna go one more day
without Your all consuming passion inside of me
I don't wanna spend my whole life asking,
"What if I had given everything,
instead of going through the motions?"

take me all the way (take me all the way)
take me all the way ('cause I don't wanna go through the motions)
take me all the way (I know I'm finally feeling something real)
take me all the way

I don't wanna go through the motions



Saturday, June 26, 2010

Ultimate Blog Smackdown 2010 - You Get To Decide!

After being called a player... and having blog mommies fight over Brittany @ Not Your Average Teen to marry their sons, she is a little scared. But it's all fun and games in Blogland, right?

Well Jane and Chief have decided they are going to battle it out for the title of
Brittany's Future MIL

That's right, folks! This is the
Ultimate Blog Smackdown!!


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Chief and Jane will write up posts as to why Brittany should marry their sons and why she should be their future DIL! 

Then YOU ALL will have the chance to vote for "Best Groom!" So ultimately, it's up to you all to decide Brittany's future! :D

Sad part... these SMART ladies decided to do this WHILE Brittany is out of town so that she has no say and can't influence the votes.

The wonderful Oka will be around to help me make sure that Brittany's Future MILs aren't breaking any rules!

So get ready ya'll!

It's gonna be

JANE vs CHIEF
CHANDLER vs BUD

But really, it's up to you all to decide Brittany's fate! :) 

Wanna grab the button? Go right ahead, it's yours! Share the news. Let the world know there's an
ULTIMATE BLOG SMACKDOWN
going on!



Ultimate Blog Smackdown





**Please keep in mind that this is all for fun! Nothing will be a permanent commitment.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Hello Thursday, Where Did You Go?

I woke up this morning thinking it was Thursday. I made breakfast and watched some news....still thought it was Thursday.  Then I got on Twitter and saw all the #FollowFriday tweets and felt confused. (Have I mentioned that I love twitter?) It seems that somehow I missed Thursday. I don't know how I managed that. Did I sleep through it? I don't remember sleeping for 24 hours and I'm sure that Katarina would have woken me up at some point.....unless she slept too.....and Thomas.....did we all sleep through Thursday?  Does anyone remember seeing or talking to me yesterday? Did I step into some Thursday-less alternate universe?

I am moving forward and accepting that it is Friday. Thursday will happen next week and I can celebrate it then (unless of course I actually did step into that alternate universe...in which case we will be eulogizing Thursday properly here at From Tracie next week.)

IBC Root Beer and Brown Sugar Cinnamon Pop Tarts
Would it be wrong to consider this lunch?

-One great thing about having a kid who is a reader is getting to buy all those children's books that I loved and having an excuse to reread them! Katarina likes to finish a book and then loan it to me to read so that we can discuss it.  Bliss.  Nancy Drew...I still love you! 

-The Bible Road Trip is rocking! They are in California right now reading Acts.

-You know what goes really well with root beer and pop tarts? Red Vines. I really wish I had some Red Vines at the house right now.

-Brittany is hosting a Blog Bash next month....it's a party, not an opportunity to bash blogs, thought I would clarify that! I will be bashing....um blogging.......and um maybe dancing.....so get signed up!

-Do you remember that movie with Rosalind Russell and Hayley Mills - The Trouble with Angels? I can watch that movie over and over again and never get tired of it.

-People are google searching about the oil in the gulf and finding my blog. Makes sense since I have written about it here and here. The oil that hit Pensacola Beach this week is far worse than just some "tar balls".  
 When you see the pictures after they spent two days cleaning it up, it looks much cleaner, then you find that if you dig a little deeper, the tides are burying the oil under the sand.

-My mom had a birthday this week!  Happy Birthday Mom...I love you!

-Check out all the fragments of the week that Mrs.4444 has collected at her blog, and while you are there check out all of her favorite things!
-If you are looking for some great new blogs to read, go to Friday Follow and do some visiting! 




Mommy's Ideafriday-follow

Anatomy of the Soul

Anatomy of the Soul - Surprising Connections Between Neuroscience and Spiritual Practices that can Transform Your Life and Relationships by Dr. Curt Thompson

The main title is a bit misleading, because it isn't really about the soul, it is about the brain. That didn't make it less interesting though. There is lots of great information about how to rewire your brain, or create new neural pathways. Lots of scientific explanations of exactly how this works and why it can be helpful. I was hoping that the book would address that specific topic, so I was pleased with that. I was also pleased that Dr. Thompson didn't dumb down the information, but really explained it well. This isn't a fluffy self help book, but it is readable.

On the spiritual side of the book, there are moments when I felt like Dr. Thompson was stretching a bit to work in scriptures that don't completely fit and that was unfortunate because it took away from the integrity of the material.

I would say that this book is a great resource to learn about the brain and how it works as well as some practical suggestions and exercises that will help you be more intentional about your thinking processes and patterns and how they affect your life.

*I received a free copy of this book from Tyndale, but was not paid for this review. I was also not required to say nice things.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Say It With Me....Vagina

This is the second post in my "Inspired by Sheena Series".  Today I have to address something that, if you have kids, might have kids, or might ever meet a kid, you should think about. This is what Sheena said, "I had no clue at first that I was being sexually abused because I didn’t even know what sex was. I doubt I had even uttered the word vagina before. So how could I tell someone that my dad was touching mine."  Wow.  That is major.  You know what? I would have to say the same thing about my childhood.

I remember the first time I heard the words penis and vagina.  I was seven and my family was watching the movie Three Men and a Little Lady.  The girl in the movie had learned those words and said them at a party, making all the adults very uncomfortable.  I was smart enough to put together what those words must mean and from the adult reaction that I saw on the screen, I knew that they must be words you shouldn't really say.  That made sense to me, because I had already been told by my grandmother that the things my uncle did were not to be talked about to my mother. It was another lesson in silence for a little girl who was living in constant secrecy.


It is so important to begin telling your children the proper words for their body parts from the beginning. Why does it matter?

-You wouldn't tell your daughter that her nose is called a Hoo-Ha and then send her out in the world.  Then why is it okay to say that about her vagina?

-You want your children to be open and honest with you and come to you with any questions.  That process starts with you being open with them and showing them that there is nothing uncomfortable about having those conversations with you.  If you don't use the proper words, they will know that you are uncomfortable when they get older and that will make them uncomfortable.

-Sexual abusers often try to make the abuse into a "game" and using silly words can be a part of it.  If you only use the proper words with your child and one day they use a different word, that is a good indicator that someone else has been having conversations with them about their private areas.

-If someone touches your child sexually or makes your child touch them, how can they tell someone what happened if they don't have the right words to explain it? How can they explain it to you, to a teacher, doctor, or some other adult? If someone touches your son and he tells the teacher that a person touched his talleywacker, the teacher might just think he is being silly....when really he is asking for help.

I know that a lot of you out there grew up similar to me.  You might not have been sexually abused, but you had a family that didn't say those words. Maybe you have never even really said them.  Sure, you know them, but say them?  Nope! Not you.

I have a little advice for you....it comes from Peggy Hill.  
Get in front of your mirror and start practicing!







I know that Hank comes running in and accuses her of cussing.  That is all part of the preparation.  There will be people who are shocked that you would teach those words to your kids.  Those people might even be related to you. You have to be strong and try to educate them.  If they won't change their mind on this, then ignore them.  Those words are not cuss words.  They aren't dirty.  Saying them doesn't make you dirty.

I recently watched a video about using cutesy names versus proper names, and read all the responses.  One of the responses really got to me.  The woman said, "I totally use nicknames for private parts.........I like the point that Lou makes about school-age children needing to know proper names for their genitals so that they can address an abuse issue. That completely makes sense, and I'll be sure to roll over the use of "ween" into "penis" once he is potty-trained." This is such dangerous thinking!  School age children don't need to know in case of abuse issues, ALL AGE children need to know.  I was four when the abuse started.  Many kids don't go to school until they are five or six. I know lots of survivors of abuse who were younger than that when it started.  Please do not wait until your children are going to school to teach them about their private parts and talk about what to do if someone abuses them. 

I always used the proper names with Katarina.  When it was time for potty training, this stepped up a notch. This is what I told her:
When you have a bowel movement, the "poop" comes out of your anus, in the back. When you urinate, the urine comes out of your urethra, in the front.  In the middle of those, you have a vagina. (I know that some people use the word vulva, and as she has gotten older I have added that to her vocabulary, but for ages one and two it was urethra, vagina, anus.) This is also a great time to address the fact that boys are different. Boys have an anus.  They also have an urethra, but it is located in their penis, which girls don't have. Also, boys don't have a vagina. *As a side note, I also taught her the word breast, not boobs or tits or any other slang word.

Using the proper words from the beginning makes it easy to transition into a discussion about private areas.  What areas are private? Anything that is covered up by a bathing suit! It makes it easy to start that conversation where you explain that no one should look at or touch their private areas (even if they keep their clothes on!) and that no one should ask your child to look at or touch theirs (even with their clothes on!) I am not going to go into that entire talk in this post, but I hope you are having it with your children......and often!

All of these conversations are a good stepping stone to The Talk! don't wait until your child is thirteen to have that talk....by then, someone else has probably had it with them, and if it was their peers, it is possible they were given misinformation.  Start early!  That keeps down the uncomfortableness.  Remember our Peggy Hill lesson? If you feel uncomfortable just thinking about it, practice looking at yourself in the mirror and doing it, then practice with your spouse or a close friend.  Make sure that you can get all those words out without flinching, that you know all the details you want to cover before you begin.  Your child will pick up on your emotions, and if you are nervous, scared, and uncomfortable talking about it, they will be too.

What do you do? Do you use "proper" names or "cutesy" ones?  Have you thought about it?  Are your family on board with the words and names you have chosen to use?

Monday, June 21, 2010

Beware of Microwaves

Rocky Road Ice Cream.  Yum! 

Add some chocolate sauce? Even better!

Hey, why don't we transform that chocolate sauce into hot fudge?  Great idea!

Thomas, being the wonderful husband that he is offered to microwave the chocolate sauce to warm it up.  I glanced over at it and noticed he had set the time for 4 minutes. I asked him how long he was going to cook it, and he assured me that he had it all under control.  I turned back to the sink and continued washing dishes, not noticing that he walked out of the kitchen.  

Then it happened......

BOOM! 

"That didn't sound good," I called out.  

"Don't worry, it is fine," Thomas responded, walking back into the room to open the microwave door. I took note of the fact that there was 2:30 left on the cooking time.  

This is what we found in the microwave

and the side view

Saturday, June 19, 2010

60 Days...The Oil Still Gushes!

It has been 60 days.  

Wait, I don't think that those words typed up there convey my true feelings.

It has been 60 days!  

There. That is better.

I have written about this already, but after leaving a comment on a recent blog from Ian, I realized that I need to say more...especially in light of the fact that it is now 60 days.  If strong language offends you, then don't go read Ian's post...but in reality, sometimes there just aren't less offensive words that convey the truth of a situation.  In this case, I think it is justified and I agree with everything he said.

This is the comment that I left:
"I grew up on those gulf coast beaches. My husband proposed to me on those beaches. They have been a big part of my life. I fear that my daughter will not be able to say the same.

I agree with every word you wrote...and you know what? That is after the actions from the last two days by BP and the government...I still agree with every single word you wrote.

Almost two months. It is still gushing. There is no excuse.


It is time to repeal the ridiculous Jones act so that the 17 other countries who have offered to come help us clean up this mess can be allowed to help. Oil is spewing out of the earth headed to our country and when Norway and England
offer to send skimmers and tankers to pick some of it up...we say, no thank you. WTF?

There is no excuse for what they are allowing to continue to happen in the Gulf. No excuse....and sorry won't cut it. That areas is destroyed for a very long time.
"


We finally accepted a couple of skimmers from Norway. Less than what they offered to send us.

The government is now going to allow 4 booms from the Netherlands to be outfitted on American ships.  The Dutch are still scratching their heads wondering what took them so long to accept this offer, and why we only want four.  As for the sand dikes that they offered to build (and that Governor Jindal has pleaded for) the federal government still hasn't decided, and there is the little matter of the Jones Act which would prohibit the Dutch from coming in and doing it.  You know what? I'm all for job creation...but this isn't the time to spread a little stimulus around.  This is the time to get the people who know how to do it, and let them get it done as quickly as possible!

 
This is Orange Beach, Alabama.  
(click the picture for credit)

Make no mistake.  The oil has reached our shores.  It isn't just "tar balls".  Look at that picture. Are you going to swim in that? Are you going to eat fish that swam in that?  I'm not.  Not for a long time.  Here are some more pictures. Have you seen enough?  I talked to my father in law who lives in Pensacola tonight.  They found dead dolphins this week. What Bp is doing, what the government is doing is too little too late.   

The cover up from BP and the help that they received from our government is real. I hate to get political here, but that is true and I just can't walk around it. I can't ignore it. They don't want us to know the full story.  I was talking with a friend on facebook last night and she said that she would prefer not to think that was true, but then she would have her head in the sand. My response to that? ....considering the fact that the sand is soaked in oil....that wouldn't be very healthy!

It's a good thing she isn't a fish.  Then she wouldn't have any choice.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

I Tell My Kid NOT to Obey Adults

I have a friend, Sheena....do you read her blog? She wrote about the conflicting nature of Good Touch/Bad Touch Part 1 and Part 2. You really need to read both of those.  She has lots of great, thought provoking information going on.  I found myself doing that thing where I start to leave a comment and realize that it is long (even for me, and I have written some pretty long comments!) and I realized that my comment would just have to be it's own posts. Yes, more than one.



This is the story of a time when I was really proud of my daughter.  Katarina was three years old and we were in line at a Toys R Us.  She was sitting in the seat part of the buggy.  Behind us in line was an older woman, probably about 55, she was talking with us while we waited.  It was the normal standing in line chit chat.  She said something like, "Your daughter is so cute. How old is she?"  Everyone with kids has had that conversation countless times with strangers.  Then she did something else that people seem to think is okay when they meet a baby or small child.  She reached out to touch Katarina.  Not in a creepy way.  I'm pretty sure that she didn't mean anything weird by it.  She was going to touch her hand or her hair.....it isn't something that would be considered abusive or sexual at all, but that doesn't make it okay.

At this moment, Katarina did the thing that made me proud.  She put her hand up in the air and said, "Stop. Don't touch me."

The woman was clearly shocked and offended, she let out a snort and a "Well I never....." and stared at me waiting for me to reprimand my daughter.  I calmly patted Katarina and whispered, "That was good sweetie" and then told the woman, "She has every right to choose not to let someone touch her."

Katarina reacted exactly the way that I would have hoped.  She didn't freak out.  She calmly and assertively informed this woman of her boundaries.  I loved it!

You might be wondering how it is that she knew to react this way. Maybe you aren't, but I am going to tell you anyway!  Thomas and I started teaching her when she was little.  We never once told her to hug or kiss a family friend or relative.  We always asked before we kissed or hugged her.  Doing this modeled to her that she has the choice to whether or not she wants to let someone into her personal space. Anytime a family member said, "Come give me a hug", I would say, "You may hug her if you want, but you don't have to".  I was quickly labeled THAT MOM...you know the one with all the "new ideas about child rearing" I'm sure there were probably less flattering labels put on me when I wasn't around.  But I didn't care.  It was more important for my daughter to know that she wasn't required to touch or be touched if she didn't want to.

Katarina loves to wrestle around, have tickle fights, and jump up and down on us parents.  Normal kid fun, but the moment that she says stop, we do.  And it goes the other way too, when I am done getting tickled or jumped on, I say stop. She does. There is never a need to say "no more" twice.  When someone is done with tickles or hugs or games, it immediately stops.

The night after the incident with the lady at the store, I was telling a friend about what had happened.  Another woman overheard us talking and couldn't resist jumping in.  She told me that I had better get a handle on that sassyness.  It might be cute now that she is three, but when she gets older and smarts off to adults it won't be cute anymore.  Katarina needed to learn to respect adults and be polite.

Normally this type of interference would have made me angry or at the least annoyed, but this time I was sad.  I thought about this woman and the two precious daughters that she had, and I realized that it was more important to her that her children be well behaved...that they be polite to adults, than it was for her daughters to have a say over their own body and personal space.

I also really feel the need to clarify something here, something that my friend never could be made to understand....Katarina didn't say anything disrespectful to that woman.  She didn't sass her.  She stood up for herself and told her no. This is the lesson that we should all want our daughters and our sons to learn. If they can't tell an adult stranger not to touch their hand, how can we expect them to tell an adult that they do know, an adult that may be in charge, not to touch their private areas.  If we squelch their voices, how do we expect them to speak out if someone makes them do something that they don't want to do.

As Katarina has gotten older I have given her more instructions about how she can use her voice.  When she is going to a class, or Sunday School, I tell her this, "I expect you to do the right thing, but remember that the teacher could be a crazy person and you don't have to obey the teacher."

WHAT?

Who tells their kids that?  Isn't that a recipe for a bratty, awful kid?  No.  It isn't.  I have never once gotten a bad report from a teacher or leader about her behavior.  (I have also never told her to go to bed and gotten a "no" from her-she has a firm understanding of rules) She understands that doing the right thing means being respectful and obeying the rules.  But she also knows that if a teacher or coach or other kid tells her to do something that makes her uncomfortable, she can say NO and I will back her up.  If they tell her to do something that involves her private area, or another person's private area, or taking clothes off, or touching without taking clothes off...or anything that she doesn't want to be involved in, she can say, "I will not do that." and if the teacher threatens to call me or tell me that she didn't behave, she can say, "please call her now"...and she will never, ever get in trouble for doing that.

Some family members heard me going over this talk (we discuss it every time she is going to visit a Sunday School or be with adults that are new. We discuss it even with adults that she sees all the time) and they told me I was crazy.  "No one there is going to tell her to do anything wrong. You can't let her decide what directions she will or won't obey."  I told them that I would never tell my daughter to obey everything that someone else tells her to do.

I understand that no matter how prepared Katarina is, an abuser could still do something to her.  Ultimately it is my responsibility to protect her, but I can't be there every second.  I also know that self-assured, assertive children are less likely to become prey for abusers. Nothing is fool proof.  You can't prepare for every possible situation, and no matter how careful and cautious you are it is still possible for a predator to come into your life and try to prey on your child....but that is no excuse for laziness. Prepare for the things that you can and go over those preparations again and again!

Give your children a voice.  Show them that it is valid by listening to it.  

Oh yeah, I also told her that if the calm respectful "no" doesn't work....then she can scream and kick and hit and bite and yell until help comes.  It is her body and her personal space and no one has a right to it if she doesn't want them to.

By far this isn't the only preparations that Thomas and I have made with Katarina or the only discussions we have had on this topic, but it is the story that came to mind when I read Sheena's post.  It is a start and a foundation. We build on that foundation with repeated viewings of Safe Side Super Chick and lots and lots of conversations, mock confrontations, questions and answers.  These preparations grow in depth the older Katarina gets.

What about you?  Do you teach your kids to say no?  Have you even thought about it?
.....or do you think I'm crazy?  Let's have a conversation of our own about this!

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Joy Meets Happiness


Sometimes I get so focused on taking a photograph that I only notice the little details.....sometimes I get so focused on the big picture that those details slip right past me.  That happened with this one. I wanted to catch those fun yellow gumballs.  I was concentrated on getting a shot with the least amount of glare on the glass. It was only after I got home and looked at the picture in a larger size that I noticed all the little smiley faces. It was an extra shot of happiness to my yellow joy!


I have been collecting pictures for the Yellow Joy Machine for a few months.  I read Leigh's blog where she has been conducting the Happiness Project.   I think that it is time for my Yellow Joy to meet her Happiness....

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Monday, June 14, 2010

Bloggers Who Say Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Rock My Face Off

Sometimes I enter giveaways on blogs....

Only if I really love or want the thing that is being given away....except-I have this rule, I will never enter a giveaway that has "follow the blog owner" as a mandatory entry unless I really do want to, and plan on, reading their blog.  I don't follow just to get points or up someone's stats - when I follow you it is because I really want to read your stuff. I just thought I would share that with you because I know you desperately wanted to know that!

There is one other thing that I never do, I don't blog about giveaways.  I might tweet them occasionally, but I have never thought that it was something that I would devote a blog post too.....until today! Because today Brittany Ciara at Not an Average Teen (she is totally worth following and reading even if she wasn't doing this giveaway!) has found a way to make me break my own rule.

This is what she said, "Blog about this giveaway with a link to this post (3 entries) include the word supercalifragilisticexpialidocious linked to Not Your Average Teen and get an extra (2 entries)"

How great is that? 

Brittany, you rock my face off! And just because you said Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, I will happily blog about your incredible giveaway of a beautiful bracelet from Beads on Strings made by the wonderful Amanda! When I win......(just putting that out there) I will get to choose one of these:
Choosing is so hard!

So, to follow up....go visit Brittany-The Incredible Supercalifragilisticexpialidocius Blogger and enter her giveaway (even though I am going to win it!) and then read some of her stuff...you won't be sorry! =)

How to Hold Yourself Back

Hi, my name is Tracie and I am a procrastinator.
(say it together, "Hi Tracie")

Last week I realized that I needed to learn how to do something new in order to complete a project I'm working on. Something that I had never done before.  I immediately went through the five steps of procrastination:

Step 1. Panic -I have to do this new thing and I don't know how.

Step 2. Research -Do a little googling, maybe even ask a couple of friends if they have any wisdom on the situation.

Step 3. Check Facebook and Twitter. < ----This is an incredibly helpful step!

Step 4. Look Back Over that Research -I've glanced at it, but now it is time to go back and read it all over again.

Step 5. Sit and stare at a blank screen for about half an hour.  Type my name. Erase my name. Glance at research again.  Type my name and save the document. Walk away.

Four days have passed and today I realized that I should get back to work on this project. My first instinct.....go through those steps again. Leaving me with another lost night, and no completed project.

Hi, my name is Tracie and I'm a procrastinator!

Not always though...
-You have a project and need help? I'm your girl!
-You've got a deadline? I'll get it to you a day early just in case!
-You want me to change some stuff and get it back to you? I'm right on it!

That doesn't sound like someone who procrastinates does it?  What is the difference?

The difference is all of those "You"s.  Those are the things that make me get it done on time.

Here's my secret to successful, secret procrastination! Only procrastinate when it is something that I need to get done for myself....something that I need to learn for me...something that could make my life easier....something that could make my life better.  Those are the things to put off and walk away from.

That process, repeating those steps over and over again, that is how I hold myself back.

There is some great news in this.  Procrastination recovery doesn't require a twelve step program.  There is just one step in this program.

Step One and Only -Stop working that procrastination list and DO the project!

Do you find that you are a secret procrastinator like I have been? Do you only put off those things that could help you, while making sure that you get everything done on time for everyone else?

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Days of Elijah

I remember the first time I ever heard this song. I was at camp at Precept Ministries (the absolute best camps and conferences I have attended happened there! It is all about Bible Study. I ♡ Precept!) and they sang this song all throughout the week. It touched my heart, and as the years have passed, it has continued to touch my heart each time I have listened to it.  There are different versions of this song, but I prefer the ones with the "There's no God like Jehovah" declaration in them.





Days of Elijah
These are the days of Elijah,
Declaring the word of the Lord:
And these are the days of Your servant Moses,
Righteousness being restored.
And though these are days of great trial,
Of famine and darkness and sword,
Still, we are the voice in the desert crying
'Prepare ye the way of the Lord!'

Behold He comes riding on the clouds,
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes.

These are the days of Ezekiel,
The dry bones becoming as flesh;
And these are the days of Your servant David,
Rebuilding a temple of praise.
These are the days of the harvest,
The fields are as white in Your world,
And we are the labourers in Your vineyard,
Declaring the word of the Lord!

There's no God like Jehovah.
There's no God like Jehovah!



Saturday, June 12, 2010

Stealing Sevens On a Saturday

Julie at Dutch Being Me had this great idea last week to link up to seven posts she has read during the week (she even put one of mine in there!) She calls it Saturday Sevens, and I love it so much that I am now stealing it....I mean....borrowing it?.....Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery?.....It's not stealing if you don't get caught? Pick whichever of those explanations that makes you feel the best about me, and then go tell Julie what a fabulous idea she had!

Here are some of my blogging friends.  Go visit them and let them know that I sent you! (I'm just full of theft and bossiness today, aren't I?)

1. One Cluttered Brain
Photobucket She has some thoughts on super powers. In fact she even invented one that I think sounds pretty promising.  I'm sure one of my talented, intelligent readers could figure out how to make the Power of Snap a reality, so just let me know when you've got that radioactive spider ready to go, 'k?


2. The Mother Load
I have written about it. I've tweeted about it. I've discussed it until my husband has wanted to cover his ears and run away. The Oil Spill.  Seriously people, it is ridiculous! Erin has got some practical advice for you and a great idea for a new hair style - we all need a little change every once in a while, why not look cute for a good cause? We love the Gulf Coast and we just want to see it cleaned up.  No matter what it takes.


3.Aging Mommy
Aging Mommy She has got a soundtrack for the first three years of her life as a mother. Very creative and a great chance to get to know more about her. (and a great opportunity for me to sing a little Hello Goodbye, which is always fun)


4. Nicole Wick - I've Been Robbed
This was such a convicting post for me this week. Is there something that is robbing your family from a piece of you? For me, it is stress.  When I get stressed, I shut down and don't want to interact with anyone.  I don't want to play games or act out silly stories with puppets. I realize that I need to learn how to set that stress aside and give my full self to my daughter. This week, I'm committed to not letting my stress, my problems and issues, rob her of time - REAL FUN TIME - with her mom.


5. Who Says 8 Is Enough?
Debi's family just returned from a fabulous cross-country trip! They had great experiences like visiting the Grand Canyon, meeting up with old friends and family, and all the fun that can fit inside a van full of kids.....but the most exciting thing happened when they went to Colorado Wyoming Colorado.  Is it wrong that I laughed slightly at Debi's terror?


6. Adventures in Extreme Parenthood
Have you ever had a possible health issue hit you and you find yourself too scared to make that appointment? Sometimes it takes a lot of courage to make that call (and then a some more courage to show up!) Sunday gathered together that courage and she has got an appointment coming up this week.  Go show her some love and then say some prayers for her this week!


7. Half-Past Kissin' Time
Half-Past Kissin' Time Mrs.4444 has a video....really, I can't explain it. You just have to go watch it for yourself. You won't be sorry!


What blog posts have you read or written this week that made you think or kept you laughing? Share them with me so I can find some new blogging friends too.....and I promise that is the last thing I will order you to do today!  Happy Saturday!

Friday, June 11, 2010

How Fast Teeth Grow

It is hard to believe that just five years ago I looked at this picture and thought Katarina looked so grown up because she had these cute little teeth growing in.  It seemed like I waited forever for those teeth to make an appearance.








And now I realize how grown up she is because those same teeth are growing in again...and there are gaps all around them.  Some things change so much and yet stay exactly the same.

For those of you who are keeping count...okay...for the grandparents! That gap on the bottom right-that is tooth number six that Katarina lost last night.

Saturday, June 05, 2010

These Are The Hands

  • These are the hands that work hard every day.
  • These are the hands that pick up Katarina and spin her around until she giggles.
  • These are the hands that help me do laundry. 
  • These are the hands that draw silly pictures and sign sweet cards for no reason at all.
  • These are the hands that get bugs...so I don't have to.
  • These are the hands that can turn into puppets with no warning.
  • These are the hands that make music that is beautiful.
  • These are the hands that I love....they are my husband's.

Wednesday, June 02, 2010

Save the Beaches

What I Meant to Say about..........everything!  This week I think I have found myself being completely open about every thought I have had, because I'm having a hard time coming up with any thought that I did not say!

I've written and rewritten this a couple of times now tonight, from funny to silly to serious.  But really there is just one thing that I have wanted to say for a month now...


Can you hear me BP?  Army Corps of Engineers? Coast Guard? Obama Administration?

Get that oil spill capped and cleaned up before it ruins the beaches that I grew up on!
I can't take this incompetence anymore! 

This is how the beach looks where I grew up on the Gulf Coast:


Absolutely beautiful, right?
I would like it to stay that way!

I keep hearing  Plaquemines Parish on the news.  I've been there before.  I have some hilariously great memories of visiting Plaquemines Parish when I was a teenager.  The thought that the place those memories were formed will soon be ruined? Heartbreaking.  

I know there are bigger ramifications.  It is much more serious than just the loss of my personal, special places.  Lots of people aren't just concerned with the beauty being lost, or even the environmental concerns.  For many people this will be the end of their livelihood.  I even worry about what this will mean for the US and our energy situation across the board.  The "loss" of this oil for consumption will ultimately lead to more oil being bought form Saudi Arabia.  I feel violently ill at every penny that we send to them to purchase oil. 

There is no excuse for this mess to still be going on a month later.  No excuse.  Do a google search for images, the oil has reached the shore...it has even reached the dragonflies

This can't continue.  Any elected official who is sitting by and not actively working towards ending this, should not be reelected. 


Angel and Brittany are teaming up this week to host What I Meant to Say, so make sure you go by and check them out!  I want to hear all of your uncensored thoughts from the week! 

WIMTS

Tuesday, June 01, 2010

The Most Exciting Hot Chocolate Recipe Ever

I read all those hunger-inducing blogs....the ones where they cook the amazing food and take step by step pictures for blogging purposes.  I have never tried this, but the other day I made some very exciting hot chocolate. I didn't think to photograph it during the actual cooking process, so I decided in an effort to bring you an accurate picture of this recipe I would draw it out.......

Now, let me explain that I understand it is getting hot outside, in some places it is very hot...but when the chocolate craving hits, you have to make do with what you have, and what I had was hot chocolate.  Here is how to make your own!  

Step 1. Pour water into cup
 Be very careful not to overfill the cup, because you will be adding more ingredients soon, and you will also have to have room to stir!



Step 2. Add Hot Chocolate packet.  
I was going to add two so that it would be extra chocolaty, but I realized that there were only three packets left in the box, so I went ahead and added all three!
It is okay to live dangerously!



Step 3. Place cup in the exact center of the microwave.
Set your timer for 4 minuites, but plan on checking on it after three.  
The cooking time will vary according to microwave and humidity levels.






Step 4. This is the most important step of all!  
While staring at the hot chocolate cooking, quickly get bored and wander into the next room where you sit down for "just a minute" (after all, you have 3 minutes before it needs to be checked) and check your email and twitter.  Maybe even stop in at facebook.  You've got the time.


At this point, you will hear a noise.  This noise will depend on the brand and model of your microwave, mine sounds like a high pitched alarm.  BEEP BEEP BEEP!  You will have passed the three minute mark and missed the "checking point". 




When you return to the microwave, this is what you will see...
This will provide you with the wonderful experience of
Step 5. Clean out the microwave and throw away the partially melted cup 

....Followed by a trip to the store to buy chocolate in candy form!

Feel free to skip steps 1-5 and go straight to the store for chocolate.  It might be safer, and it is definitely less work! 

This isn't my most exciting cooking moment; it is just the most recent...and you wonder why my family spends so much time at Chick-fil-A.