Secure in their manhood wouldn’t you say?? They went into Kohl’s, got kicked out of the cologne isle… and went to the varsity football game like this. We pretended they weren’t with us. They were also playing with bouncy balls in the parking lot… oh the joys of being 14 and loving life.
Pam
Didn’t want to end the day without posting that today was so much better for me emotionally.
I feel like the sun came out again.
PRAISE GOD WITH ME!
HE IS GOOD ALL THE TIME!!
Pam
How about a literal “tackle” from last night first…
James is in the red, #81. The JV team beat the school that beat the varsity last Friday night. JV 21-0. Varsity game Friday night 0-22. Ouch. James got an interception in the game last night.
Anyway, on to MY tackles…
I worked this morning on the cabinet painting I began last week.
Before:
After removing the cupboard doors:
(who wants to bet I get inspired to clean out some cupboards before too long.
I sanded the cupboards roughly with steel wool, then painted.
That took the time I had while Jadon was in preschool.
This afternoon I have just tried to catch up in the laundry room… seems someone sent a complaint to the complaint department that they were out of clean underwear. Too bad that someone didn’t clean his room last week and get his clothing to the laundry room… or better yet, wash them himself… (to the future wives of my boys… they do know how to do laundry, they just pretend they can’t)
I don’t have to cook dinner tonight! But I did have to bag up 30 baggies of grapes for the football team tonight…
Before:
After:
I even have 5 little baggies left for me and the kids to munch on at the game!
Then I decided that I should probably deal with this…
Changing of the seasons.. Those clothes were in a nice pile this morning. Thanks to my sister Allison, Kiahna now has something to wear this fall! Anyone know of someone who could use nice 4T boy or girl clothes? I have lots to get rid of.
After:
And last of all.... James, who can iron his own clothes, he just can't find any clean underwear... who also cannot put away the ironing board... left this out last Saturday.
I have been refusing to put it away again until I ironed the skirts that were on the chair in my room waiting to be ironed for the past 4 months, awhile...
After:
My mom didn't raise me to do things like that... so maybe there is hope for my boys yet too! LOL!! (hi mom!)
Oh and then this!!! I found the perfect skirt for me!! I need to do a better job of tag reading before I buy, but this one is PERFECT!!
The tag would not cooperate with it's photographic moment... it reads... "KEEP THE CRINKLES Twist the garment while wet. Tie in a knot and let air dry"
THAT'S MY KIND OF IRONING!! I will be wearing this one tons!!
Note to whoever came up with the idea of Tackle it Tuesday. BRILLIANT! It is truly inspirational to me!
Thank you!!
Too see more Tackles or to play along with Tackle it Tuesday click here!
Off now to watch my other son do some tackling...
Pam
I know…
Some people hear my words
And think I'm wise beyond my years,
And others wonder if I am sincere
Some would say I'm foolish
To put my faith in You,
And some would say I'm wise because I doAs I consider all of this,
All that really matters is
I know, I know who You are,
By the way You make the wind blow,
And the way You stir my heart,
And I have only made it through so far,
'Cause I know, I know who You are.Some say You are the only truth,
And some say You're a fraud,
Some think we invented You
Some call you God
Some say You were a noble man,
Very kind and good,
Some think You were a prophet just misunderstoodBut I'm content to always be,
A witness to your mystery
And even though I've never seen Your face,
I have heard You calling out my name--Genny Owens
I don’t have my thoughts all put back together again from the bout of depression, fear, anger, and frustration that hit me last week. I am still fighting and yes, the word determined comes to mind again. Determined to over come this again, with the POWER of JESUS. He is my only hope.
Help me Jesus, Amen.
Pam
Last night we finally had Kiahna’s party with my family.
It was also my nephew Colton’s 13th birthday party.
We went to the state park for a picnic and then rode bikes, roller blades, scooters, and walked all around the park enjoying the late summer evening!
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If you haven’t read about Kiahna's first day of preschool you need to click this and read that first.
We have talked, analyzed, and prayed like crazy about this next day of preschool.
This morning was AMAZINLY low stress. We were ready 10 minutes early and took that time to re-read a book that we got at the library, The Kissing Hand by Audrey Penn.
The Kissing Hand is a wonderfully, precious book about a raccoon’s apprehension about going to school. His mother kisses his hand and tells him when he misses her that all he has to do is press his hand against his cheek and remember, “Mommy love you”. In the end he tells his mom to hold out her hand and he kisses it for her to hold against her cheek if she misses him while he is gone at school… heart wrenching! Thanks again 4evermom for the list of incredible books! We are loving them all!
After we read, we prayed together. Then we left for school and listened to kids worship music along the way.
When I dropped her off, I stayed in the parking lot for about 30 minutes, just in case she went out of control again.
I didn’t hear from them. I did my shopping. I was fighting worry. I didn’t know if I could handle her having another bad day of preschool. It just may throw me back down into a very dark pit that I am slowly climbing out of again.
PRAISE GOD!! (I didn’t take may camera, I couldn’t take the chance it would be bad again) It was a good day!!!! She was all smiles. The teachers were all smiles! I am so relieved! I almost cried!! I am so thankful!!
Thanks for the prayers.
Pam
YES!! Two whole weeks in a row!!
Monday: Left over Hamburgers and Hot Dogs from last night’s birthday party. Mac and Cheese. All eaten before or after Football Game #1 of the week.
Tuesday: Football Game #2. Away. Eat out. Take 30 baggies of Grapes to feed the hungry 8th grade team after the game. (my part in the meal the parents provide after away games)
Wednesday: Wet Burritos. This is the recipe I will post today!
Thursday: Chicken/Noodles, Mashed potatoes. Salad. Muffins.
Friday: Frozen Pizzas, salad, (Football game #3) HOME!
Saturday: Throw together some leftovers for whoever is home with me.
Sunday: Pour in a Pan Pizza that we never got to last week!
Recipe for Wet Burritos
1 lb. hamburger
1/4 c chopped onions
1 pkg taco mix
1 med can refried beans
1 c. sour cream
1 can cream of mushroom soup
5 tortillas
shredded cheddar cheese
optional: green olives, jalapeno, lettuce, tomatoes, rice, chips
Brown hamburger with onions, drain. Add taco mix and refried beans. Mix sour cream with mushroom soup. Put 1/2 of the soup mixture in the bottom of 9 x 13 pan. Wrap meat mixture in tortillas and put in pan. Put rest of soup mixture on top of tortillas. Bake until hot. Sprinkle with cheese and green olives or jalapeno (OPTIONAL, but if you like green olives my kids love it, I like the jalapeno, but my kids don’t) Bake until cheese is melted. Serve with lettuce, tomatoes, rice and chips, or plain is still very good!!
Pam
I am starting a new meme! It is going to be called…Your Gonna Miss This...Moment.
This is how you play. You post a "Your Gonna Miss This...Moment" of your choice on your blog and then link the exact post back here and enter it in the box below. Then leave me a comment. Feel free to copy my little picture above.
If you do not have a blog. Feel free to leave your moment in the comment box for us to read anyway.
Your moments can be past or present. Tell us what you already miss or what you know you will!
My friend, Stacey, over at 4evermom, was inspired by my blog title to post this and link to my site. This is an excellent example of what I am thinking we could do here with this! So, Stacey, when I get Mr Linky, up you can be the first to link up!
I am planning to play this and post Mr. Linky on Saturdays. You can link up anytime during the week, I will post a new "Mr. Linky" each Saturday.
Please contact me if you have any questions!
I think some days I could post 10 times and other days I am not sure I would ever post one!
I would be open to someone informing me how get get my picture so people can put it on their blogs and link back here!?!
So here we go...
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Your Gonna Miss This... Moment #1
Licking the batter from the beaters... one day I will make a cake and just have to lick them off myself! I AM going to miss this!
Don’t be shy!! Let’s have some fun!!
“I’m not worried.”
When I went to a counseling appointment on Thursday night and shared all of the things that had been going on for the past week, after commenting that he was surprised I still had hair, he told me I was worrying. (I am sure that you all had already realized this too)
Me?
I thought, “no, this isn’t worry”
I am not sure what I thought it was.
Imbalance?
Stress?
My thoughts were...
It’s all HSSH’s fault anyway. What does any of it matter?
I am stuck in this life, dealing with this man. I can’t live because HE WILL come and wreck it up if I try. He has every right to come in and exercise his “parenting time” any time he chooses.
And I am left to deal with it all.
I thought I could live. I can’t. HE won’t let me. I thought I could move on, I can’t HE won’t let me.
Worried?
No, I’m ticked. This is crap. I want out of this. I want this to stop.
But, it won’t. It don’t. It isn’t.
He prayed for me to let go of the worry.
He caught on that I was worried about my life continuing like this forever.
He told me that it wouldn’t be this way forever.
It’s hard to believe that.
He told me it’s not HSSH that is doing this to me. It is the worry. It is the devil’s plan to destroy the peace that God has given me. HSSH doesn’t have that kind of power.
I can see that.
I still don’t know how to live this out though.
I don’t know how to deal with the disturbance HSSH creates and not let it do this to me.
Friday morning I was reading through some notes I took at the Beth Moore conference we went to in August.
She used the parable of the sower in Luke 8 as her text. She was on the part about the seed that was choked out by the weeds. She used the term, “Stop the choke”.
Oh yeah, I am feeling the choke.
And low and behold, would you believe, she said that the choke is WORRY? Darn…. he was right… this is worry…
Here are the notes I took…
Yesterday, I just kept praying, processing, and working through all of this. I feel very weak, vulnerable, and I still don't know how all this works. How I "live" and don't go insane with worry every other weekend.
But, I am speaking HIS WORD over it all... This is one of the books of promises I have written down to read and re-read...
This is the promise that came to my mind this morning...
Psalm 71:20-24...
Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter,
you will restore my life again;
from the depths of the earth
you will again bring me up.You will increase my honor
and comfort me once again.I will praise you with the harp
for your faithfulness, O my God;
I will sing praise to you with the lyre,
O Holy One of Israel.My lips will shout for joy
when I sing praise to you—
I, whom you have redeemed.My tongue will tell of your righteous acts
all day long,
for those who wanted to harm me
have been put to shame and confusion
My counselor said that there was determination on my face when I left… we will see…
Pam
