Ups and Downs

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I woke up today hopeful it would be a great day… There were ups and downs.

Last night I was notified our good friend was in labor and I woke up to texts of a beautiful baby boy born over night. Pure joy and happiness and the most amazing thing to start the day off with!

Shortly after, I received a call from Hubbs that an employee had a car accident. No one hurt. Just property damage and it was so stupid. The employee was careless and reckless… And guess who pays the price! We do! Having a business is so stressful and I often (like daily) wonder if the risk is worth the reward (especially when there is barely any reward to be had anymore between taxes and employees). Hubbs was so upset all day about the incident (we have had more “incidents” this year then in the last 10 yrs combined. It’s been a challenging year to say the least. And we got our insurance renewal quote. Doubled from last year. Stomach turning…). Well, I was truly afraid for Hubbs health today, he was so angry!

Brings me to Peanut. Especially in the summertime, Hubbs and I will sit on the deck in the evening after the kids go to bed. We have margaritas and listen to Eric Church. This is our release from the stress of the work day. Some nights there is more margaritas then Eric Church, and well… Now we have Peanut.

20120720-233225.jpgPeanut doing his Eric Church thing!

Starting my morning out with stress means I crave junk food… In particular, chocolate. And so I had to make brownies.

20120720-233449.jpgKeep Calm and Eat Brownies… With extra chocolate… And marshmallows…

With breakfast out of the way, I got to work. I actually feel good about how productive I have been the last two days work-wise. It’s a good feeling.

Once Hubbs got home, we decided to go to our favorite Mexican restaurant for dinner. Yummy food and margaritas. Great way to end a tough day.

20120720-233751.jpgIt’s been a long 10 months, my friend. Great to have you back!

What? You don’t converse with your favorite alcoholic beverage? No? That’s a shame…

We left the kids at my in-laws while we went to dinner. I think Peanut was a little disturbed that I left him… When we got home, it took him a while to relax and he wanted to sleep in my arms instead of his bassinet. He finally settled…

20120720-234250.jpgAll is well.

I try to read to the kids in the morning from their Daily Word book we get from Church. After our stressful start this morning, I read to them and I then started to read more to myself… Looking for some guidance through my thoughts and feelings. Sometimes, I just want to sell everything and go off the grid and live a simpler life! I read this:

20120720-234932.jpgThis really helped me put it all in to perspective. Everyday above ground, is a good day… No matter the challenges. Keep moving forward. We will work through it. Have Faith. Everything will be okay.

Sunday Best

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Do kids nowadays even know the definition?  Do their parents?????

Every Sunday when we arrive at Church and we await Mass to start, I look around and I am just unnerved by people’s lack of decent attire.  Growing up, even though I loathed doning those dresses, I did it. You know what, I may not have wanted to admit at it the time, but it made me feel good.  But there was no other option.  You looked nice for Church.  Kids sitting there looking like they literally just rolled out of bed, still in what looks to be their pajamas.  Or that they came from a basketball game… at 8am?   I am not saying I expect everyone to be in suits, although, I think it would nice.  Maybe some nice jeans, a pair of nice shoes NOT of the athletic or flip flop variety.  How about a nice shirt, a polo, a collared button-up?

You can literally see how the generations have changed.  The elderly are ALWAYS in suits.  Both men and women.  Their hair is done and the women are wearing make-up.  The middle-age people are a mix.  Some look very well put together however are not in suits.  Some are in their team jersey’s and sweatpants!  And then the kids.  I would say it’s an 80/20 ratio of kids who look like bums to kids who are appropriately dressed for Church.

Judge me how you want.  I do not care.  I take great pride in myself and in my strong morals and values.  I was raised in an environment where excuses were not acceptable.  Where there is a will, there is a way.  I raise my kids the same way.  “I can’t” is a cuss word in this household, punsihable the same as if they used the “f” word.  Which, I am proud to say, they haven’t even tried to say.  (Wish I could say the same for myself as a kid 🙂  )  Oh, where I am going with this? If someone was to try to tell me they cannot afford nice clothes.  Our Church location alone has a clothing donation center and I myself have donated trash bags full of nice clothes and I know I am not the only one.  Additionally, there are good deals out there.  I found beautiful 4-piece suits for the boys at Walmart for under $20 each.

Take pride in yourself and show respect for the Lord.  Please take a minute to brush your hair, dress nice, and not look like a bum for Church.  I realize that you at least made the effort to come to Church… but I am sorry.  Actually, I am not sorry.  To me that’s just not good enough.  Man and Woman Up.  I do not understand why our expectations have fallen so low.  There is no reason we can’t turn this around.  I understand that everyone has different styles.  You can still dress up in your “style”.  Or maybe, for one hour out of each week, sacrifice your “style” to show respect for the Lord.   He gave his LIFE for you!!

Perfect

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Friends of ours hosted their annual cookout tonight.  They live right down the street from us and have a fabulous piece of property.   I admit, I am a little jealous.  It’s my kind homestead.  I love living out in the country… can you blame me?

 Cakes stealing fruit from Wildman’s plate.  Clearly, she already knows how to get around the elbow block…Cakes takes full advantage of an opportunity to snatch more blueberries from Wildman’s plate.

After dinner, they played in the pool.  Cakes and I just laid back in the lounge chair and relaxed.  I wish we could do this daily!Cakes and I took pictures of us hanging out 🙂  Pic Play!  Couldn’t resist…

While the kids were playing in the pool I had to run to the car to get something and noticed the sun was in a perfect spot for some more fun photos… (only had iphone on me).

This, my friends, is what I call God’s Country… and I would not trade it for city, ever.

Perfect end to a fabulous night of fun and friends!

Give God a hug

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I had just picked Adam up from pre-school – we have some good conversation on the way home…

Adam: Mom, I want to go up and give God a hug, and them come back down (Heaven).

Me: Well, Buddy, when you go up to God, you don’t get to come back down.

Adam:  Well, I want to give God a hug.

Me: Do you know how you can give God a hug?

Adam: By praying?

Me:  Yep.  By praying.  God is always listening.

Adam:  Yeah, he has really good hearing.