Some fun...

I am copying a post from one of my bloggy pals this week. We have been so sick this past week...we'll I have been sick and praising God that my kids and husband have been saved from it! Either way, I have been tired, sick and ready to get out of this yucky point and move on to more energy and feel goodiness!


So, all that being said I read a post from Amanda, at Vintage Dutch Girl and she as always made me laugh and I decided to take her questions and answer them myself...it takes little brain power but it's fun! Plus I know how much you are just wanting to know more about me so...Here goes. ( And I promise to have a fun, here's what's going on in my life post next week!)

High heels or boots? High heels...always high heels. As my friend says, even my flip flops have some height on them! I'm short...5'2 1/2 and I insist on the half! When you're short you gotta wear heels, at least that is what I have told myself since 1995! Funny story, one time my husband, at the time boyfriend, was at my house and I was walking around barefoot. All of a sudden he looks at me with this questioning, shocked look and says, "When did you get so short?" We still laugh about that today! Of course I love boots...with a nice stiletto heel!


What time did you get up this morning? 7:30...my goal is to start getting up at 7, going out for a walk and making breakfast for my husband, especially now that he is leaving much later. It's really the only time I am going to be able to get up and work out...plus it's spring and spring mornings are the best times to walk! And we are going to NYC in June and my goal is to lose 20 lbs a few lbs. before so I can enjoy my shopping at Saks, bloomingdales and Barneys!


Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds are a girls best friend! I love pearls too though, but I have this idea that I can't wear perals until I am 40. I don't know why...but I think that pearls are so classy and you don't become really, super classy till 40 with fabulous pearls!


What was the last film you saw at the cinema? I have to agree with my pal Amanda, here...we don't do theaters anymore...which in a way is sad because I love films. My parents instilled a love for all films at a young age...it's what we did. But for this stage in life, we don't take the kids to the movies and honestly...it's super expensive! Seriously...$20 for tickets only! For crying out loud! So, we are big fans of the red box thingy...in fact that has been a part of our date nights for the last few...and I gotta say that I love it. We drop off the kids at the grandparents, order take out (which is cheaper b/c we don't have to pay a tip) and get a movie or two and get in our pj's and have fun! It's cozy, you know.


What is your favorite T.V. show? Hmmm...this is tough. I'm gonna change it to what do I DVR regularly...Grey's Anatomy, Private Practice, Project Runway, Dancing with the Stars and rerun episodes of Friends, which by the way, I hadn't watched rerun episodes of Friends for a while and I decided to DVR them just recently and can I say that no matter how many times I have seen the episode I still Crack UP! Seriously, the best show ever hands down!

What do you usually have for breakfast? About 6 sips of coffee...I never finish it! My friends laugh at me because I will never say no to coffee, but I rarely finish a cup. So my husband will pour me 1/2 a cup which iritates me though becuase just cause I don't drink the whole thing doesn't mean I don't deserve a whole cup! Anyways, I don't drink a whole cup in the morning because I am the type that likes to sit and enjoy my cup of coffee but with two kids, there's not much sitting time. And Eggs. I eat eggs almost every morning.
What food do you dislike? Weird food...and spicy food...and not a fan of seafood.


What is your favorite CD at the moment? Um...the radio?
Favorite Clothing? Anything pretty that I feel good in.


If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? All I need is a beach, an Instyle or Glamour mag, a fruity drink and some SPF and I am one happy girl!
Are you an organized person? I try to be but fail at it continuously! I have to really make an effort at it and its not easy.


Where would you like to retire? In a nice big home on some land close to my kids so that they can come and visit and bring all the grandchildren over for loads of fun! Or on a beach!

What was your most recent memorable birthday? I have been able to spend my birthdays with friends and family that I love and they have all been great!

When is your BIRTHDAY? October 25th.
What are you going to do when you finish this? Clean my house.


Are you a morning person or a night person? Night person! I get energy at night! But I wish I was a morning person because when I make myself be one I am able to do so much and have such a good morning. So, I'm trying to change it around!

Any exciting news you'd like to share that is great? My sweet baby girl is saying so many words! It's so fun! She says juce and chews (shoes) and ow! And she now says Daddy, but it sounds more like deddi! Super exciting.


What did you want to be when you were little? A mommy


What was the last thing you ate? Chick fil a sweet tea...that is a food group!


Last person you spoke to on the phone? My mom! She rocks!


Favorite soft drink? Sweet tea! That counts right?


Hair color? Dark Brown, but I change it often.
Summer or winter? Summer! I am ready (except for those 20 lbs I mentioned earlier). It gets hot down here in the South...but let me tell you...we have had a long winter and I am so over it. In August I am ready for winter but after two weeks of cold, and too many clothes I am ready for Summer!


Chocolate or vanilla? Chocolate!


Coffee or tea? Coffee!
When was the last time you cried? Literally a few seconds ago!
What is under your bed? Flip flops!
What did you do last night? Watched TV with my husband instead of working!


Best quality you have? Uh...? No idea!


How many years at your current job? Mommy for  4 years!
Favorite day of the week? Saturday!


Positive or negative? Positive! Jesus is my Lord and Saviour and I have life overflowing and abundant!

Ok that's it! Aren't you glad you know more about me now! Have a great week! Love....

My Dearest Sammy

My Dearest Sammy,Today you turn 4 years old. For four years you have filled our home with laughter and fun. You are my little crazy kid.

4 years ago today I waited for you to finally enter my life. Just as your name sake, “She named him Samuel, saying, ‘Because I asked the LORD for him.’” 1 Samuel 2:20

We waited patiently. You did not want to come out. We now know that you like doing things on your time! By the end of that long day I told the doctor to just go in and get you!

I can see your sweet face even now. You were perfect. When they took you out you screamed! You were so mad!

Despite the bright lights of the operating room you were determined to open your eyes. You wanted to see what this world was all about. You weren’t afraid of anything; you were ready to take it on. And when you did start crying again, they quickly brought you over to me and when I started speaking you stopped crying. You heard my voice and calmed down…you knew my voice, you knew it in the womb. That moment was one of the most precious moments of my life. I was a mama. From a little girl that is what I had always wanted to be and you gave me that gift.


Sammy from the first day you were pure joy. You were a fighter, you were stubborn, you were laughter, and you were constant.


You liked having your way. You wanted to be held as much as possible and you put up the biggest fight when you didn’t get your way. You were a little clock. A textbook baby doing everything you were suppose to the week you were suppose to. You babbled so much, a talker from the beginning, just like your daddy!


You were a good baby and that gave me the confidence to be a good mama. You smiled and laughed early on! It was glorious. Pure heaven. It still is.


And now 4 years have passed. How can that be?


Not much has changed. You are still a fighter. You fight for what you want and many times you get your way! Though now you may be fighting for one more minute to play or one more cookie…my prayer is that you will grow and fight for what is right, true, honest and just. You will fight for your family. You will fight for the calling God has on your life.

You are still stubborn. So many days I lose my patience and I am sorry for that my love, but in all honesty I am so glad you have a strong will. As your daddy and I try to discipline you and train you, our prayer is that your strong will, will grow and mature. Because of your strong will, you will be above the rest. You will not cower with the crowd, but will do what you believe is right and good. That you will not be led, but you will lead others.


You still make us laugh with all your fun sayings! You’re newest saying…whenever you are explaining something you say “it’s because I’m human…” You like donuts because you are human! So fun!


I love how you are with your sister. My love, you are so wonderful with her. You are patient and kind and you love her so. And she adores you. I love that she likes to sit in your lap just like she sits in daddy’s lap. And that she imitates everything you say and do. I pray that she will always look to you and that you will be friends more than brother and sister.

You are growing so fast my sweet boy and it hurts my heart. Selfishly I would love for you to s
tay 4 forever. But I am so excited to see how you will grow and what this next year will bring for you.


I am excited about all the things you will learn, the friends you will make and the plans God has for you. He has great plans for you sweet boy. They are gonna be awesome and I am so excited to be a part of your life.

Thank you for making me your mama. I love you more everyday.

“And the boy Samuel continued to grow in stature and in favor with the LORD and with men.” 1 Samuel 2:26

Cast out imagination!

I have been busy preparing for a women's retreat coming up this weekend, plus planning birthday parties for our crazy march! Nonetheless, I missed a week of blogging...oops!

I've been sick. The kids got sick. Yuckiness has been going around but...God is Good! He protects and saves and Oh how he loves us!

I had a bit of a freak out moment last week.

A moment which brought fear and imagination.

I hate those moments.

You know there are times when I think I have come so far. Where I think, "Look at me God, I have this fear thing under control...I have broken those chains. I am good. "

"I" am none of those things! The God in me can do all things, but lil' ol' me needs HIM to help me fight those fears!

So last week I was putting the kids to bed and I got this massive headache. All of a sudden. Super pain. My neck was hurting and my head was almost tender to the touch. But it wasn't like a tension headache or "if this kid doesnt stop yelling I am going to throw something at him" kind of headache.

It was different.

So I was sorta massaging my neck when I feel it.

This bump.

Small, but not so small. Tender, no, painful to to the touch. Right behind my ear.

Fear gripped me.

I felt the other side and nope, there was definitely something uneven on my head.

My dad came over to watch my kids the next afternoon.

My dad is my doctor, he is my go to for all medical advice and it is a blessing to have him on call all the time! He's very smart and a good surgeon and I trust him. But the problem is I can read him pretty well. And there is a big difference between my father the hero and my father the doctor.

My father the hero; he's sweet and kind and fun loving and sometimes a goofball.
My father the doctor is medical jargon, chart reading, advice giving, and serious.

When I asked my dad about this thing on my head...and when he took a look at it and examined it...he quickly became my father the doctor.

He started asking me what my symptoms were and all kinds of mediciny questions.

FREAK OUT!

Of course he quickly turned back into my father, the hero and said it was probably nothing, just a swollen lymph node, no big deal.

But my imagination...my struggle with fear...yeah, it took over.

That bump. Yeah it was a swollen lymph node, just like my father the doctor had said. And yeah, I have been sick the last few days and my body was probably doing what it was suppose to do to fight out whatever disease was in me.

The bump is almost gone. It no longer hurts.

And I was so mad at myself. Because, I seriously had a mini meltdown. Everything bad and imaginable came into my head. And I tried to fight it, but not the way I know how...not the way God had been teaching me how.

Instead of praying over myself, confessing truths, I cowered in fear.

I even googled!

Feeding my fear instead of feeding my faith.

I have come so far, but I still have so much to grow.

"Father I thank you for a dad who has taught me what great faith is despite his medicine knowledge. I thank you for a mother who pulls me out of my imagination and reassures my faith. Forgive me for my doubt Lord. For my fear. For my lack of trust that you keep me in the palm of your hand. Continue to test my faith so that I will grow and be able to show my children who you are and who I am in you. To show them the power of faith. In your precious name, Amen."