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Saturday, December 18, 2010

my not-so-much-a-baby-anymore-baby-girl


nine (NINE?! can you believe it, nine?!) years ago today, I held in my arms a tiny and precious little blond girl...tiny little 6 + pound claire madeleine with a head full of blond hair, tiny and perfect little fingers and toes, and her cute little button nose. she was perfect to me and so full of personality (but we knew that even when she was in the womb at how she responded to EVERYTHING!)...we were all new to this family thing...yet, she arrived and it felt so natural. she was ours. the nurses nicknamed her "little miss attitude" seconds after she was born...she would scream from the nursery until her little cradle/tray made it's way to our voices...or so we like to think ;o)


I cannot believe how big you are, sweet girl!! In your short little life you have had so many experiences...more than so many adults...God has written such an amazing story for you, I cannot wait to see what He has in store for you...always be yourself...you are such a unique and amazing little person. We love you so much!!


**more pixies of my sweet girl to come...we are amid boxes...again...so that means that even the framed photos are wrapped up somewhere (however this one from daddy's wallet is pretty worn and cute!)...and, i have another fuh-uhnnnn medical procedure...all during our bday and Christmas week, so, pictures soon i promise!!**

Thursday, December 2, 2010

big day!!











hAppY haPpY biRtHdaY my sweet husband!!




we love you so much...look at these old pix i just found...

Saturday, November 13, 2010

my so-called wifi...previously titled "october rewind"










my isp is sketchy...and my phone connection sounds like i am talking in a tunnel (when you sign up for an apmt community that has a "bundle" included in the price...read the fine print, my dear friends...bundle=little or no internet connection +local calls only)...andyhow...this fabulous internet connection of mine has prevented me from uploading pix for the last couple of days....and now they have scattered all over the screen...so, while they are still ON the screen, scattered or not, i am going to publish this post....our october...or little glimpses of it:

from pumpkin carving and face painting to a lego bday party...i have plenty of other pix...but, i am not going to risk losing this post for the 16th time! oh, and yes...that's my cute husband as an ice cream cone...yep, his hair even has multi-colored clippy's (aka SPRINKLES!) in them...lol, only we realized as we were driving to our halloween party that he looked a tad bit more like a pedophile than he did an ice cream cone...lol...



a giant lego brick cake






Thursday, November 4, 2010

husband of the year award

my husband the chef...seriously...this was SO yummy!
my husband the pinata maker...look at his cute lego!
Most people who know me from the years past know of my spontaneous and free-spirited personality...i love life, i love my sweet little family, i love a new adventure...my little heart loves to party...only lately, my body doesn't seem to follow my heart's lead. This change in me has certainly affected our family...my sweet children are used to a mama who breaks into dance in the kitchen with them, my husband is used to a wife who works on a creative project until the wee hours of the night and suggests huge life changes at the drop of a hat...my story, our story, has taken on a new chapter...honestly, we wouldn't be where we are today (locality, physically, financially, emotionally, spiritually...etc etc) if it weren't for this twist in our story...circumstances have forced us to take a new path...this new path has brought us to another new home, and another new place in life that asks how we choose to view it. I am a completely different person, and, I ask myself: "would i be here, had it not been for all that we've been through?" would i pray as much as i do? seek God as much as I do? strive for time as a family as much as i do? strive for personal belongings as little as i do? i don't know...but, I do know that I couldn't have made it through this year without the love and support of my amazing husband...

so, i just have to brag him up...i have the best husband on earth. my sweetie is simply the best...a woman walked up to him and called him a hero at swimming tonight and i wanted to cry...she was of course, referring to all that he's been thru with and done for me over this past year of illness...


my sweet husband is the reason i have remained so positive through all of this...he is the reason i have remained calm when i do wake up sick, he gently reminds me of Who is in control and quietly prays with me when I do get scared. All last year he woke up early and helped me make breakfast and pack lunches...then, loaded the kids in his car and took them to school, walking each to their classrooms and then driving late to work...if I couldn't make it to school pick up, he drove the 20-30 minute commute and picked the kids up then drove back to work. My husband is amazing...and not just for last year...for the entire ten years we've been together! After a recent visit to the financial planner a, when I was upset and blamed myself for all of the doctor bills and cross-country moves...my dear husband said, very matter of fact, "babe, if none of that had happened our story wouldn't be the same...it is WHO we are...and in the end none of this matters...God doesn't look at the bottom line,"


I love that man I am married to...I could go ON and ON....


how about you? what do you love about your husband? I would love to hear...so, if you are in the mood, please share!

Friday, October 15, 2010

my lil birthday boy!

happy birthday my precious little boy!! how did you get so big? it seems like just yesterday you were tiny and in my arms...just yesterday Daddy, C, and I welcomed you into our family. I am so glad God chose us to be your parents...so glad that cool little you gets to make our family complete! You have been such a joy, you are such a sweet sweet boy, I know God has big plans for you my love!



poor little T spent his bday sick this year!! The poor little guy missed out on taking treats to his classroom, and ran a fever all day...by the end of the day he was convinced he felt well enough to eat at a fave dinner spot and have his cake too...until his little stomach protested and he spent the rest of his bday evening lying on the floor of our bathroom building legos with dad! the poor boy was such a good sport and reasoned that at least he had his presents to play with while he was home sick.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

welcome to the world!

Precious baby Alexander entered the world and into his mama's sweet arms late last night!! This sweet baby boy is near and dear to our family's heart because he is the son of two very special people: Meghan and Jason!! Congratulations you two!! We miss you SO much and wish we could be there to share in this special occasion. Alexander is such a lucky boy to be able to join your sweet little family. God chose some awesome parents for this little fella...we cannot wait to meet him!!

Monday, September 27, 2010

the cutest little debate team captain...


Being a parent has taught me alot about the nature of God, our Heavenly Father...now, let me get this straight: i am in NO WAY SHAPE OR FORM comparing myself to God...it's just that God is our ultimate example of what a parent should look like and I realize daily how I fall short!! God's children are way more rebellious than mine, way "meaner" to their siblings than mine are, way more hurtful toward Him than mine are to me...and He accepts them with open arms...



He says "...All day long I have held out my hands to a disobedient and obstinate people" romans 10:21 & Isaiah 65:2...when I picture Him standing there waiting for me, His child, with open arms, I do not picture him shaking his head or wagging his finger at me...He is simply waiting for me! and, I ask myself, do I do that for my children? It seems to me that God's nature, as our parent, never changes...and yet, my nature as a parent changes based on the condition of my child's behavior. More often than not, I am sure I use the "I told you so," line, I allow my babies emotions to affect mine, and I do not in any way resemble my true example of a parent. Wowsas...how many times have I let God down? how many times have I been unkind to my brother or sister? how many times have I been his disobedient and obstinate child? and, not once does He sit and lecture me on why my actions were wrong...no, He lets me learn on my own, and He gently guides me.



LOL so, I was blessed with a child that could be labeled "strong willed," however, I prefer spirited b/c she probably gets the "spirit" from me. I have often told myself over the years that God has to have HUGE plans for a little one with such strong opinions...C loves to argue...lol...im so not kidding she actually argued with me in her sleep last night!! it's not really in my or matt's nature to enjoy arguing...the two of us don't sit and debate about things, so, I don't think this is a learned trait...but, C, she could debate ALL day long and at times it feels like she looks for ways to argue.



me: "look at the beautiful blue sky,"



C: "umm...the sky is NOT blue!! it's baby blue."



I'll admit that i've met some adults like this and it totally freaks me out and I probably over parent out of fear of C turning out like them...but, my dear friend pointed out the other day that we take too much credit as parents for our children's failures and their accomplishments when really we are just there to guide these little creations who have their own free will...and then, I am reminded of how God waits for me...how He allows me to choose and make mistakes, and how He loves me faults and all. As I sat praying for my little debate team captain this morning, I felt renewed as I realized that my sole responsibility isn't to stop the debate or to even join in as the opposing team, but to simply love like God does...to cover them in prayer, and to gently guide her (and my little guy too) because God does have big plans...even if those big plans are simply a head full of lovely silver hair...to which C will reply "it's not silver, it's grey," lol just kidding.



Tuesday, September 14, 2010

keri

I've prayed for the words to honor Keri on my blog tonight, but I've found it's easier to distract myself with pix of my new boots, T's first soccer practice of the season and the excitement of knowing a few fellas on the team, or with reading kids library books, organizing piles and piles of paperwork, and even cleaning C's room with her all before bedtime. It's amazing what one can do to not think about something.
My aunt Keri died this morning. A double homicide, in fact. Crazy, I know. Never expected that to happen...never in a million years. I pictured her growing old with my uncle...and I mean really old...she had her first child super young...she's younger than some of my best friends...whoa...she's younger than some of my best friends. I am not even sure what to say to honor her. While her final hours were tragic and rather unbecoming, her life was not that...she was a mommy to two children, she carried and delivered them, she probably rocked them to sleep during the wee hours of those sleepless baby years, she diapered, hugged and kissed, she probably worried, and loved them the best she knew how. She was a mom. She was a wife. She was a person with a soul...and in a single moment her life on earth vanished. Keri was at a party. Keri, who seemed to have it together, slipped and now she is gone.

Kayli and Jake, I am so sorry your mom had to leave you. She loved you both. She loved you so much and only wanted the best for you.
Hyde I am sorry Keri is gone. I am sorry for all that you have been through, for this rough road you have been placed on.

"He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and
rampart" ps 91:4

"when you pass through the waters,
I will be with you;
and when you pass through the rivers,
they will not sweep over you.
When you walk through the fire,
you will not be burned;
the flames will not set you ablaze."
Isaiah 43:2

my cute little feet

ohmygoodness ladies and gents check out these cute new boots i just got...who knew that real snow-wear could be so darling? AND they are warm...not only do these babies keep my feet dry, apparently they can keep my little tootsies toasty to negative four degrees too.
I absolutely cannot stand winter or cold weather...I love to look at snow and it's absolutely perfect falling on the eve of my fave holiday, Christmas...but, I just really don't like it...perhaps it's because I got my fair share of it, growing up in a state with two seasons: winter and July/August. Even in our warm state last year, it snowed a ton!! but...now that these bad boys have arrived in my shoe closet...I kinda wish for snow so I could sport them. I tried to pair them with a darling little pinstripe dress today and some knee socks...yeah, I was sweating. I am sure I'll find a way to wear them....they are the cutest. For your own pair click here: http://www.zappos.com/bogs-alex-black-solid?zfcTest=prodPage2a:0 OH and did I mention the adorable polka dot ribbons that came with them??!!

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

seriously adam, why??


thanks a million to adam sandler for ruining my children's music taste...

noooooo, rock me amadeus isn't a bad song...but, seriously...on repeat on the ipod, in the car, in the kitchen, as a bribe to eat breakfast...madness!! and NOW, it's on repeat in my head!!

adam seems to like to insert good ole bands like styx and falco into his movies (spelling? i wouldn't know...i was born in 1980 and probably couldn't spell their name OR was too busy listening to debby gibson lol, did i actually admit that?)...and, for those of you who haven't seen bedtime stories half a million times like me, he jams out to "rock me amadeus" in the film...and now, T is in love with the darn song!! OH, that and JOURNEY!!! seriously, adam, are you kidding me?? what are you doing to my kids??

here is the list of downloads for sunday:

1901-phoenix

lisztomania-phoenix

animal-neon trees

AND

ROCK ME AMADEUS!!! -falco

with a ten minute begging session that I also PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE download journey!! holy cow, you're killing me, adam sandler!!

LOL however, RockMeAmadeus does cause both kids to break out in dance where ever they are...it's absolutely HILARIOUS!!! i am going to try and film it (on my ipod...did you know that my ipod has a video camera?! genius!!!) and post it next time those kids of mine are playing RMA...which will be the minute we get home from school tonight, lol.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

joining the MG club


*each Monday (yes, I realize it's Tuesday...but, let's pretend today is Monday) one of my dearest friends, Brooke (ok, so we've never met...but we've read each other's blogs so therefore we know each other's deepest darkest secrets and we've met the fam via web postings...and she manages to crack me up regularly, so seriously, I think she counts as a friend), hosts a mommy guiltaholic meeting for all of us imperfect mamas out there...i decided to join the meeting today, on Tuesday...yes, a day late...and yes, timeliness isn't one of my stronger sides, but that's not what we're discussing in today's MG meeting...

more changes have taken place in our lives...so, of course, my mind is spinning (only not for real this time...thanks to dramamine lol...totally kidding...kinda)...change is hard, freaking hard, if i do say so myself. i guess you could say that our family takes it with stride, and i must say a HUGE round of applause is due my sweet children...i can totally deal with the stress of packing/loading/cleaning/house-hunting/ new mommy cliques...but to have to be a kid again and to have to make ALL NEW friends in another new city...that's rough...and I can't say I blame my sweet babies if they resist at all...
today, both C and I shed a couple of tears...missing our last "home" or at least the familiarities of it...C was trying to be so brave and not cry and I told her that it was totally okay to cry, cry away in fact, b/c i cry too. she looked at me, shocked, as if that fact was news to her...grownups cry and miss friends too...the poor little thing...
of course this made me think of many things...like:
1)how many of us grown-ups pretend our hurts don't hurt? and why? what on earth does acting tough do for us, other than shoving emotions deep down only to surface in an eruption down the road? haha, isn't that why half of america is on anti-anxiety pills or anti-depressants or seeing a therapist? which, by the way, seeing a therapist is fabulous...I can't wait for my friend steph to psychoanalyze me once she finishes classes!!
and 2) holy cow!! what have i done to my sweet children?? have we screwed them up?! of course this question surfaces ALL of the time...it has for many moves...but mostly during the past couple of years...(C is on elementary school #5 and T is on #3)...and then, of course it surfaced as I was chatting with my dear old dad today and he very kindly and realistically compared C to a military kid, suggesting that our number of moves might be worse...oh man...make a girl feel like checking herself into a mommy-guiltaholic meeting(wink wink Brooke)...but, then, after beating myself up for the afternoon, i realized...i didn't write my children's story (nor my own for that matter)...and I won't ever write their story...sure decisions matt and I have made/will make may shape their raising, it may shape how they turn out...like whether they become surfers rather than skiers, or horseback riders rather than bike riders...but, none of our past, nor our future will ultimately make or break my child. God gently reminded me that He loves and cares for my children more than I...yeah, it completely sucks to move, to have to say goodbye to friends and loved ones, to have to adjust to an entirely different culture (and yes, entirely different cultures exist ALL over this vast country of ours)...sometimes the adjustments have definitely been so hard that I've wanted to return to a place of familiarity (only to visit and find out that it has changed along with the rest of the growing world)...I realize that God does have a plan in all of this craziness that is our life...He is writing the story of my babies lives...like a beautifully knitted piece or stitched quilt, he is purposefully knitting in a patch of color...one that w/o it, the entire piece wouldn't be the same. SO, I've realized this evening that, we've got to let go of our mommy guilt...those sleepless nights recounting all of the ways we've messed up that day, or those spent over bubble wrap and cardboard boxes contemplating how one little decision (or many) has changed my children's lives and social skills for the worse forever...
C&T have been blessed with parents who are still madly in love with each other, parents who adore them, grandparents who love them fiercely, and handfuls of experiences and friends in cities all over...
so...what have your kids been blessed with? what failures on your part has God used to write a better story for them?

"hello, my name is sarah and I am a mommy-guiltaholic"
"hi sarah"

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

keith darling, i miss you

is that you keith? i can barely make you out in the tiny photo i copied/pasted of you!!
oooooh keith....how i miss you, and now my internet connection is pretty shabby, so, i can't even watch you online....oooooh, those were the days, when I could record you and watch you over and over...our late nights discussing amazing finds and inspiring one another are over...oh sadness :o(



dear readers,
let me introduce you to my BFF (after matt), keith. fabulous keith johnson. well, his job is, at least...and, i must say, i think he's pretty fab from all of the time i've spent with him...well, not WITH him per se...but viewing this fine fella, who has my DREAM JOB, via the sundance channel...so, anyone who has my dream job HAS to be pretty great!! and, quite honestly, I know that keith and I would totally hit it off...we'd be great friends if given the chance....ahhhh, if only Matt and I could accompany keith on one of his ventures...such dreams.
My sweet husband discovered and introduced me to keith one evening as i slept soundly on our pink sofa beside him, he told me he had a surprise for me, and what a great surprise it was!! it was a pretty usual evening for us...we "retired" to the sofa to have a coffee or a tea and eat some cookie or something i had baked and to watch a little something something on the telly....however, each night, i literally retire...i ALWAYS curl up and unintentionally snooze...so, as I was snoozing that sweet husband of mine recorded MAN SHOPS GLOBE for me...i was hooked!! it's only the BEST show ever.
http://www.sundancechannel.com/man-shops-globe/ here's a link...unless you've already followed the link that i've had on my sidebar all year...check out good ole keith...you'll love him as much as I do.
love, sarah

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

here's Nie, folks...i like her style:

so, the thing about blogs, much like facebook, I would assume (I just can't bring myself to do the facebook thing yet), is you get to peek into the lives of others...you get a little glimpse, a little snoop of their personal thoughts/hopes/dreams/frustrations etc etc and you get to see pix...it's like a little window into someone else's life w/o them knowing you are reading (or knowing YOU for that matter)...haha...whoa...i sound like a stalker...lol!!
anyhow, i've been reading "nienie" for quite sometime...I like to read her blog, she is so inspiring. in life and artistically. she has such a beautiful perspective on life that encourages me and reminds me to enjoy it, to savor each precious moment. the girl has style too...great taste...check out all of the cute little finds she has on her blog (ie face plates from urban outfitters...totally ordering those nie!! thanks for sharing!!)
anyhow, let me introduce you to nie...check out her blog and read this blog entry, from awhile back, it was particularly sweet...
http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/2009/06/love.html

Monday, August 30, 2010

"I will be men"







ohmygoodness...my kids seriously crack me up!! look what I discovered while cleaning out my desk and art cupboards!!! The first set is of a note card I found written to C (probably written around Jan. of this year by T), it reads: "If you don't play with me I will be men [aka mean]," on the back of the note card C writes: "That's not how you spell mean T." I laughed so hard and I hung it above my desk...T, of course, did not find it cute or funny and kindly asked me to remove it from it's hanging position above my desk. The second set is of a paper garment...a mixed media piece I was working on...until four year old C wrote a note on it and cut it out...lol...for the life of me I cannot remember what the note says...and, actually, I remember laughing so hard that day because she said something super funny about "discipline" (the girl is wise beyond her years) and I told her to write it down on any piece of paper she could find in my paper drawer...lol, she found the paper garment i had been working on and used her little preschool scissors to cut just a snip out of it...I am kicking myself for not writing what it says on the back!! At the time I could totally translate preschool writing...now, I guess I've lost my preschool handwriting translation skills! dang. I'll have to ask C if she can remember what it says!! too funny. just had to share.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

one year ago today...







i awoke this morning with a heavy sadness on my heart...tears were threatening to spill, and, for the life of me (other than being a girl with crazy hormones, lol) i could not figure out why...then I remembered a friend telling me about a dozen years ago when she was going to massage therapy school that our muscles hold and release past pains...that, if we are hurting, have a bad breakup, experience the death of someone close to us, or have some sort of loss that at the exact time a year later our bodies will feel it!! she told me that people will start crying on the massage table as pains are released!! isn't that crazy?!!
one year ago today matt, the kids, and i set out on our venture to Savannah, Georgia...home of SCAD...my dream school. I've wanted to attend SCAD for years, and when I was accepted to the fibers program (after applying with Matt as a joke) and given a scholarship, Matt surprised me by giving his two weeks notice...he phoned me to say "I did it," "did what?" I asked, "gave my two weeks notice! we are moving to Savannah!" I nearly fainted. We were really doing it!!

Opening game at the Cowboy's stadium was where he and I spent his final moments of employment there...it couldn't have been a more appropriate place to spend our final moments since that stadium is what moved us to Dallas in the first place...a final glimpse of his fine work, and a sigh of relief that the project was (sort of) complete after working on it for several years. We left feeling scared and excited all the same at the adventures that lie ahead of us...however, that weekend brought bigger changes to our lives, ones we hadn't anticipated...

it's all a blur to me how I actually drove myself and C with a trailer behind my car all the way to Savannah. The week following opening game my head began to spin as if I were intoxicated and I lost eight pounds...for some reason I was severely dehydrated and extremely weak. Our family camped out at my aunt and uncle's house until I was strong enough to drive.
One year ago today I awoke and made it down the stairs to the kitchen all by myself. I ate more jello and eggs...and the kids entertained me with their chatter. My aunt Joyce gave me a devotional to read encouraging me to follow my dreams, and her twin sister, my aunt Jean phoned to encourage me not to give up. Jean urged me to "go for it" with promises to fly down with Joyce in tow and care for me so that I could go to school. Joyce and Charley drove me over to my apmt. where my car and trailer awaited and cheered me on as I took a crash course on turning with the uhaul attached to the rear...we said our farewells and began to drive. I was so dizzy. I was so scared. I vaguely remember making it to Savannah. I remember the trees, I remember our marshy island, I remember the apmt there. We were all scared, we placed all of our mattresses in a row in the master bedroom so we wouldn't be apart and watched DVD's together until we fell asleep at night. We went to the beach just so the kids could see it...I got worse. I begged God just to let me sleep. I took everything I could to take the spinning and the strange pounding headaches away. I called my dr. in texas and convinced him to give me more zofran. It was then, as I watched my children playing in the boxes that I realized I couldn't attend classes and be a mommy...not like this...not dizzy. And just as quickly as it happened, it was over. Gone in an instant...I watched my babies go through security at that tiny little savannah airport...we all cried b/c we knew it was the end, that we wouldn't be living on the island near the beach, and I wouldn't be attending SCAD. "I thought you said we could stay mom?" asked T as we were leaving the beach on Tybee Island, "Oh, honey, it's past dark, we have to leave, we'll come back," I said. "No, I thought you said we could stay in Savannah? I thought you said you were going to take art classes?" was his response...it was the sweetest thing...I'll probably never forget those words. We were all so excited about this chapter in our lives...and it seems still hanging midair as if it never happened.
I have been able to avoid thinking about it as I have spent much of the past year on the sofa or busy with the kids when I wasn't feeling crummy...however, today, one year later, I have found myself processing some of it. I found myself sad this morning. Until God showed me "For who knows what is good for a man in life, during the few and meaningless days he passes through like a shadow? Who can tell him what will happen under the sun after he is gone?" (eccl 6:12) and I was reminded that I do not know what is best for me...I haven't a plan for my life as perfect as His...and I certainly don't have it bad at all. The most lovely pots are spun and pushed and pried on the wheel, the most beautiful stories are redemptive ones written by our Author. I know His story for me is the best one. His story for our family is the best. I am so blessed by His gifts of three other people to join me in this journey.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

it's rare that I have no words. i always have words. C gets that trait from me. however, today, i really have no words...well, maybe i have a ton, but, they are swirling all around that i can't quite grasp them or my true emotions other than sadness...and a reality of how good i have it...how little i actually have to complain about. so often i don't understand the why of loss and pain in so many people's lives...like, why did kelly have to die and leave her daughter, same age as C, here on earth? or why did my sweet heather and duncan have to lose baby hope...and why are they still struggling with having a little one when so many teens and drug addicts get pregnant daily? or why did my childhood best friend have to be yoked in marriage to such an angry man? why couldn't he be just as happy as she?? why did Gavin have to go and join the Lord and leave his best friend?...no one i know has a marriage as authentic and beautiful as theirs was. Why did the rebels have to take little nancy's parents lives right in front of her eyes and leave her an orphan? why? why so much pain in the world? we cannot understand God's reasoning behind so many things, and we may never understand this side of heaven. I will never claim to understand it, but, I do know that God is sovereign in everything, and God doesn't always cause the pain...

everyone has a story. everyone has a well-worn pair of shoes, that, until we set our feet in them and walk their path, we don't realize how much more comfortable or supportive our shoes actually are...or how the path we are on isn't all that treacherous until we've been given a glimpse of the path another has been set on.

it's times like these, times when we read stories like Austin and Terri's that we realize how good we have it. So what if grass + grasshopper filled cans are scattered all over every free space in my house...i had the privilege of watching T chase the grasshoppers around the parking lot flat on his belly with a look of pride after each capture. Who cares if the kids didn't eat the fruit in their lunchboxes...at least we had the money to buy fruit, and at least I packed it for them. So what if the laundry isn't done...I had the joy of watching my children frolic in those clothes and get them all dirty. So what if the dishes are piled up, I still hear the voices of my sweet family as we enjoyed those meals together this morning (and yesterday morning and the evening before that...yeah yeah, i need to do dishes)...so what if the house is filthy....the books/shoes/toys scattered all around won't always be all around. It doesn't matter that the kids are sometimes naughty, that not all of our relationships in life are perfect....life is precious...life is too short...please join me in reading Terri, Austin, and Jake's story...and let's cover them in our prayers as they set out on a journey that is much harder than some of ours:

http://www.binreallife.com/2010/08/chance-to-care.html

http://austinandterri.blogspot.com

Monday, August 23, 2010

don't go breakin' my heart...











of course my camera would (finally) bite the dust on the first day of school...just as it did when my youngest was born (I had to have pix taken w/a disposable camera that day...not that I remember any of the photo ops while in labor) and, as it has done for SO many very important milestones in our lives. Thank goodness for the crappy camera phones that have at least (blurrily) captured some of our big moments in the past....
and, of course, on first-day-of-(yet, another new)-school's-eve, I would discover in my desk two old camera cards from the last two (broken) camera's...Ohmygoodness, talk about break my heart!! just look at how tiny my babies were!!! those were the days...man, I don't miss potty-training and sleepless nights...but, oh my, where has the time gone?? how are my kiddos so big?? I'll post more later about our big day.
take a peek at the pix I discovered last night!!

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

a very long run-on sentence about my dream car


isn't she a dream? and when i say "she" i am not referring to the female in this pic...i am talking about that blue beauty parked on the street? haha, when we were visiting my parents earlier this summer i saw her and i made matt pull over and take my picture with her, of course i saved the photo...i even saved it on my mom's computer in case she is missing me and wants to see me alongside a great ride...in fact i have taken similar pics of blue vw vans from the '70's that we pass on the street...my kids scream out "MOOOOMMMM! a VW van," every time they see one on a street...lol, no my children do not see my pining for the latest luxury vehicle, it's a blue vw van, white top half and ideally, it would have a white covered tire in the front...some kitschy curtains...and a little rust hole for birdies to live in (this one DOES have that). Matt has learned that when i gasp and smash my face plus both hands up against my car window it is not to warn him that he is approaching a head-on-collision, no, he is approaching his wife's dream car. can't you just see me chugging up to my kids school, amidst all of the other parents and their dream cars, in this beauty?! can you imagine how many people i could pile into her? OR the furniture pieces i could fit in her? i know, i know, she probably tops out at 45mph, and sure, she doesn't have AC or an automatic start button, or even a plug for my ipod...but oh, isn't she dreamy?

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

the mixed tape


well folks, one of my favorite times of the year is here again and this blog is about to get sappy!! it's our anniversary!!


happy anniversary to you and me, ringo!!


in honor of this fabulous occasion, we are celebrating by creating the best love-gift ever...mixed tapes...pretend ones at least! LOL.

We are celebrating our anniversary together-apart this year because of a project that has us in separate states...and, knowing my LOVE of all things celebration, Matt asked how I planned to have us celebrate this year...after pondering MANY ideas...we narrowed our choices down to two:


1) mixed tape play lists posted on the blog to surprise each other

2) surprise tattoos created to express our love (I envisioned something real original like our last name on my neck like you see on the back of some people's cars or up their arms...then I realized my last name is so long it would wrap around my entire neck...hmmm...im not so sure that would be very classy).


we deducted that tattoos are entirely too permanent for a couple of kids whose marriage has evolved around change...so, Matt suggested that we save that idea for year 11...and, after much thought we've decided that OF COURSE a mixed tape is the perfect ninth anniversary gift to each other...we grew up making those things...don't you remember the days of calling in to the radio station and requesting a song then waiting and hitting RECORD the second it played...or recording songs from other people's mixed tapes in their cassette player??! seriously...this is totally taking me back. I have spent the day carefully choosing my tunes...imagining in my mind that the old cassette player is still in commission as I am picking songs that flow together with the theme in mind: matt and sarah forever, lol. We are not taking this task lightly...Matt even turned down a dinner w/a colleague tonight b/c of this anniversary challenge. He told his colleague "sorry, I have to make a play list," and I imagine the response went a little something like this: "um, okay. a play list? for what?"


The invention of itunes has turned our old plastic cassette tapes into downloaded play lists...even a couple of years ago, we would've made each other mix-CD's...but, now...in 2010 we are creating play lists...and why not post them here to share with all of you...sappy love songs from one best friend to another...


i love you, ringo!! i couldn't have imagined the past nine years without you!! here is my play list...a compilation of songs for our Sunday morning breakfasts (side note: we listen to music on Sunday mornings...we brew our coffee, dance around the kitchen, then all four of us eat breakfast, sip coffee and cocoa and listen to some nice tunes either from our personal music collection or sometimes from the suggestions on don miller's sunday morning blog! if we have a house w/a patio we sit there...if we don't, we sit around the farmhouse table that matt refinished), i tried not to add songs that are in my car stereo...like my absolute song always dedicated to you "i like being with me when I'm with you" by drew holcomb (check it out everyone...super cute...and let me reiterate: i dedicate that one to my sweet husband).

anyhow here is my list:


1.all my days (alexi murdoch)

2.all I want is you (juno soundtrack)

3.i'm so lonesome i could cry (hank williams) i had to throw an "i miss you song" in, and who better than hank williams sr?!!!

4. I wanna grow old with you (Adam Sandler/the wedding singer)

5. I melt with you (Jason Mraz remix)

6. if i were a carpenter (johnny cash and june carter)

7. angel (jack johnson)

8. when you are gone (the cranberries)

9.if you are wondering if you want me to (weezer) haha you know i had to throw in weezer!

10.obla di obla da (the beatles)


and now...it's time for Matt's play list...just to let you all know, I am viewing it for the first time as I type it for him...no cheating from this girl...he emailed it to me after he finished it up with strict instructions not to read it until I finished mine and posted it. so...without further adieu...


lol ohmygoodness! you are cracking me up, matt!! you have no idea how cute you are...


matt's play list:


Sarah,


My love, here is my list of songs for you for our anniversary. In no particular order, the list is below. I love you so much. Send me a link to the blog once you have finished it. I love you so much. I can't wait to see the songs on your play list.


1.When I'm 64(Beatles)
(from the beginning)


2.All of my days (Alexi Murdoch)
(from the 'Away we go' soundtrack)


3.If you're wondering if I want you to (Weezer)
(because you always dance to it)


4.Fix you (Coldplay)


5.A long December (Counting Crows)
(because this year will be (even) better than the last)


6.Say I won't (Recognize) (Gaslight Anthem)


7.Nine in the Afternoon (Panic At the disco)


8.Chasing cars (Snow Patrol)


9.Oh No (Andrew Byrd)
(From our weekend coffee drinking album)


10.Troublemaker (Weezer)
(76092, need I say more)


well...I warned you all that it would get sappy...OHMYGOODNESS...reading your play list took me from tears to laughter...you are the cutest. this is seriously the BEST anniversary gift ever...with the stretchy $6 elastic cubic zirconium band sliding in for a close second place (thank you by the way...who doesn't love a conflict-free stretchy glittery ring?! a fabulous gift choice if i do say so myself...i'll just go ahead and give myself a pat on the back for that one!)...I LOVE this way of celebrating...except next time, let's be in the same state (wink!)

WOW, I could seriously go on and on...like, you have no idea how many of those same songs i ALMOST put on my play list!!

OKAY, i'll stop sharing my sappiness with the world and pick up the phone and call you, my darling husband. happy ninth anniversary, ringo. i love you so much.


"Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: if one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up! Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken." Eccl 4:9-12
*photo taken in 2006!! wowsas!


Sunday, July 11, 2010

I've got the joy joy joy joy down in my heart...where?

my absolute favorite verse in the Bible is 1 Thessalonians 5:16:

"Be joyful always"

simple instructions for life:

be joyful ALWAYS!!! (love it!!)

wow...so, let's think about this simple, yet difficult, command...

what does the life of one who is "joyful always" look like?

If we were to examine our own lives and apply such instructions, how might they look differently?

would we take less personally? read into other's words and actions alot less? anger less? would we speak kinder words and words of encouragement? and, if we were joyful always, wouldn't that joy apply to the successes of others? would there be less jealousy and hurt in our world?


I think one reason I love this verse is because it commands us to be joyful- to actually seek to be filled with joy...of course, this is totally my "mantra" if you will, lol, I love ANY reason to celebrate, throw a party, or just have a good time.


We recently visited our friends in Denver and the four of us decided to drive past our cottage that we owned a few years back...it's funny because all four of us sat in the middle of that dark street remembering what great times we had in that 600 square foot house (hence the name "cottage"). Weekly, someone's bday or some random holiday was celebrated, backyard cookouts or flaming grill marshmallow roastings were held, water balloon fights, sparklers, Bible studies, margarita nights, roller derbys, bubble gum blowing contests...okay you get it...but, that was our house and it was so much fun.


I guess I can definitely appreciate a Bible verse that's telling me I have to have fun...

and I don't believe that this "joy" that's spoken of is something we are waiting to occur in Heaven (however, I do believe we'll be doing all kinds of partying in Heaven!)...I believe the life we have here on earth was meant to be joy-filled.


Let's take this week and find more ways to add a little joy to our lives and to the lives of others...and let's also take this week to look for the good in all situations...because being a joyful person is such a fun way of approaching life!

xoxo

Friday, July 9, 2010

row row row your boat

If you had a boat and you saw your friend drowning would you paddle over, help them into your boat, and take them to shore? or would you paddle over to them and point out their lack of a life-jacket, explain their stupidity in not having one, or tell them what they really need is a boat like yours and ask them why on earth they are even in the water drowning in the first place? perhaps you might like to leave them in the water drowning and take a moment to go over every life decision they have made in order to lead them to this act of drowning?

OR wouldn't you rather just offer them your hand and pull them into your paddle boat and row them to shore? wouldn't you rather offer them the little resources you have and help prevent them from drowning completely?

isn't it sort of the same in life?

it's so easy to look at the situations of other people, to see their messes and to forget that we too were once drowning...we forget our lives are just as messy and sit in our boats explaining why we believe that someone else is drowning...we might even point out to our peers floating in boats around us how our drowning friend is swimming wrong during such an occasion.

Sometimes it's so easy to forget that we have a boat that could help our drowning friend, and out of fear when we see them drowning, it's easier to judge....but, really, sometimes all that's needed is a little space on your boat...no words are necessary. WE don't have to point out why our childhood friend's marriage is failing, or how ridiculous another friend was to choose a dangerous path,

we just need to paddle over and pull them onto our boat.

Sometimes I believe I don't have anything or enough to offer help...but, I do have a boat...and I do have arms to paddle.

read romans 14:1-4 and ephesians 2:12-13

Saturday, June 19, 2010

matt-daddy






























Dear Claire and Tate,
Happy Father's Day to two of the luckiest kids on earth...you may not realize this, but, like me, you are blessed to have been given one of the best dads ever. Here are a few pix from the years passed...
with love,
the luckiest wife (and mommy) in the world.
happy Father's day to my sweet husband and my amazing dad! I love you both so much. Thank you, Dad, for being the wonderful father that you are to Me, to Dan, and to Matt! you have taught me so much in life and by example...you truly are an amazing man. Thank you, Matt, for being the fabulous daddy and husband that you are! you have had to pull my weight SO much this year, you have had to be both daddy and mommy some days...I hope you get a break from your "motherly duties" (wink wink! lol) today. I love you so much. And, lastly, happy father's day to the father of my amazing husband...he is such a wonderful, kind, loving, and giving person. you would be SO proud of the man that Matt is.
Matt, we all love you so much! hope you enjoy your day.
xoxo

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Nanny McPhee Returns | In Theaters August 20th

Nanny McPhee Returns In Theaters August 20th
we had the opportunity to view the new Nanny McPhee movie (coming out mid August) tonight, and, I must say, it was the cutest kid's movie that I've seen in a long time (now, keep in mind I had to miss out on Alice in Wonderland when our babysitter landed in the ER...so, I am comparing Nanny to all of the other quality films that we've seen...such as "old dogs" or that Jackie Chan one where he was the next door neighbor...does "spy next door" sound right?!)
I think I may have liked Nanny McPhee returns better than the original...Matt's not so sure, so, I would imagine that we will have to dust off the old Nanny McPhee in our movie cupboard and give it a viewing tomorrow night for family date night.

Monday, June 14, 2010

vacationishing














































I think the beach is our family's favorite place to vacation...lol, not that the word "vacation" is used much in our vocabulary unless attached to "summer" or "Christmas" and meaning "a break from school" (haha...and in this case, it is only a vacation for the kids...not for me...wink wink...just kidding, Claire and Tate...I absolutely LOVE it when you are home and miss you oodles when you are gone!! xoxo)...
beach trips are a coveted rarity for our family and have only occurred when Matt's company paid to fly us away from the stadium to give us a break from the reality that was our life at the time, when we moved (for less than two weeks) to an island, AND...when my beautiful cousin invited us to VACATION with her at her friend's beach house! I just read an email from her...the beach is only an hour from her house she is able to frequent it alot more often than we are so it's more home-like for her than for us...however, she did say that this past wknd felt very "vacation-ish" and I must agree that it certainly did!!

A few things we learned while "vacation-ishing" with Daphne and Marika: everyone must try an outdoor shower at least once in their lives, the little bubbles on the shore are clams!!, hermit crabs are the only beings able to find perfect shells...unless they die in our buckets...then, sadly, their loss is our gain, clams are amazing little critters...they look like marsh grass around 3am if you create a habitat for them, beach umbrellas are relatively easy to set up...until the wind flips them inside out, yummy chicken salad is easy to make, pop chips are the best thing ever, a whole roll of paper towels DOES kill big bugs, salt-water air leaves a huge film on everything, cars peeling out on sandy roads sound like rabid dogs, I do talk (scream) in my sleep, whoopie pies are amazing, sunscreen helps in the prevention of sunburn, clouds are deceiving, vinegar helps sunburns, olive oil tastes way better than vegetable oil when frying flour tortillas, AND we must make our visits with Daphne and Marika a regular thing...because they really are the best gals to vacation-ish with...

Gavin had some really great gals here on earth...and, I am sure, if he had a window from heaven he was laughing at us and was so proud of you Daph, on your first time packing/loading!!! he was probably nodding his head about the WWII facts, proud to hear that you now listen to political radio shows lol, smiling at the patient and loving way you parent your beautiful daughter, whispering sea-shell names to us, and was probably busy helping God to prepare that lavender beach house for us to visit you two in when we all join him in Heaven!! what a brave, strong, and amazing woman you are, Daphne...and such a great mom...you are an inspiration to me. Thank you for the best weekend ever...it was SO much fun and SO worth the drive. We miss you already.
xoxo