Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Morning Has Broken...

Well after yesterday's post about housework I thought I'd weigh in on what I actually got accomplished. Instead of spending the day working inside I went outside into the wonderful weather we've been having...
  • Cleaned off the front porch, including sweeping away the webs, wiping down the chairs and table, blinds, light fixture, cleaned the rug at the front door.
  • Pulled up the Sheppard hooks that I use for my hanging baskets of petunias. Pulled the dead petunias out the baskets and moved the baskets to the dogwood tree until I decide something to plant in them for the fall season. Deadheaded my other planter of wave petunias. Moved my four planters that have sweet potato vines back to the front porch. Did I mention that apparently Sunday night the local deer had sweet potato vines for a midnight snack? They were all glorious and leafy. Now only one still has any leaves on it - it's just vines. I need to go buy some mums for these planters now.
  • Moved the swing.
  • Planted over 100 iris bulbs next to the driveway in the new island that Hubs created there since the Bradford Pear trees are limiting the grass growth.
  • Weeded the islands.
  • Weeded the beds out by the street.
  • Watered the shrubs and hosta plants near the house.
  • Swept down all the spiderwebs that were in the way. I swear, they love our house!
  • Gathered up the soaker hose from the large island out front - I need to take it back to my parents' house.
  • Pruned some dead limbs from my dogwood tree.
  • Picked up an assortment of rocks that Hubs had thrown in the driveway while working in the yard. He hates rocks in the yard. I hate them in the driveway. They have a new home around the base of one of my trees.
  • Swept the front sidewalk.
  • Took down the flag at the front porch and the one at the mailbox. Moved my little welcome flag holder closer to the front porch - I need to put my autumn flag out there today.

I am sure there is more, but that's all that comes to mind. It was a rather successful day if I don't say so myself. All the yard tools have been put away sans the wheelbarrow that, for some reason, he has left at the side yard because he's working on something.

Today is about interiors. All of the laundry is caught up so that's not going to be a distraction. I've already walked my mile today so that's out of the way. Had my bagel - my newest addiction...bagel and strawberry cream cheese! Could have worked today but still feel like it's a little iffy with The Bug having been sick. She's still congested although acting somewhat like her normal self. I just didn't want to cart her off to my parents' house early this morning or risk taking the sub job and her wake up worse off this morning.

And so that's my day in a nutshell. Got to pick up her chorus dress from having it hemmed after school today. Got to stop in and exchange a pair of jeans that we'd bought her that are way too long... then dinner and church. Wednesdays are always crazy....

By the way, can you believe tomorrow is the first day of October????

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Reflections on housework

I was reading over at Scrappy Girl's this morning - this post - about housework and measuring up... when I got a text message from Hubs asking what I was up to. Why does that instill instant guilt in me because I'm sitting at the computer...not doing housework....even though he's not asking me "hey, are you vacuuming or doing dishes or changing bed linens or mowing the grass or coming up with a plan for world peace?". He just simply asked "Whatcha doin?"

I think the guilt might go back to this past weekend. He saw my parents at church and said something about The Bug being sick and us being at home. Mom called later to check on her and said they might come by. Insert creepy organ music hear. Now while I am a girl who loves her Momma... I have to tell you that I fall short of her expectations as a Keeper of the House. Gatekeeper of the Clean. Corraller of the Clutter. Do we need more titles or do you see my point? Because where my Momma is Miss Ultra Neat and Tidy... I am not. I would rather sit down and work on the latest puzzle with my family than organize the linen closet. I'd rather listen to The Bug read Inkspell to me rather than dust the baseboards. I would rather sit and create when the mood hits me rather than worry about cleaning off the dining room table in case we have last-minute company.

All of this in retrospect has made me wonder. Why is it that we will allow magazines to stack up on the end table or have 12 pairs of shoes laying around in the foyer and we are okay with it. But if company is coming, we get into a panic about picking everything up and making sure everything is just so. Do you really think that people care? Do you notice how clean people keep their houses? I mean, not the obvious where you walk in and there are stacks and stacks of junk around - I'm talking about the little stuff. Like Nerds on the coffee table. Dishes in the sink.

With that being said, I realize it's time to empty the trash in the bathroom and I really need to clean off my desk. I probably should go and tidy up the dining room table. Because you never know who might stop by later. Wanting to see if I've changed the sheets or they might just want to sit at the table and discuss world peace.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Bewitching Invitation



I spent an evening last week making these for a little Trick or Treat get-together The Bug is having this year with some of her friends. I thought they were cute and wanted to give them a shot.... I am surprised at how well they turned out....

Here's a picture of my effort... I think the girls will be pleasantly pleased... I especially love the artificial nail on the invitation! Did you realize they also make artificial nails for your toes??? I was amazed by that. And how expensive those items are. Luckily these came from the Dollar Tree. All cards cost me $2.00 - the nails and a pack of scrapbook paper that I found at Target ( love Target!) that was Halloween themed and had the green paper I needed to make the witch hands. Gotta love a craft that's cost-worthy!
Now I'm working on ice skates and mittens for her tree in her room. I have the feeling I'll get a lot done on them tomorrow as she is sick - has a fever - which means she'll be staying home with me.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Is Somebody Building The Ark?

We have had some serious rains here recently. So bad that the state's big amusement park is practically underwater. Schools are closed in some counties. Roads are awash with rain. It's insane. I wonder if there's still bread and milk at the grocery stores???

Actually today is the first day that we've seen sunlight for any given amount of time. I would be lying if I said that I wish we could have had a couple of days off of school. But then by now, if that had been the case, The Bug and I would probably be on each other's last nerve and heading down to her grandparents' house so that we could be entertained by my parents.

The kids are taking the ITBS test this week so I love the fact that there's no homework. In fact as I type this, Bug is reading a book. The house is quiet - I like quiet. Hubs' last night of class got cancelled as well so he's outside washing vehicles or something. I've been cleaning rooms in anticipation of dragging out all of my fall decorations. I also spent a large part of my day (probably too much time) making postcards to send to the girls from church who haven't been in a while. I figure this way I'll start out the year having contacted them all and it will be easier to do the follow up thing from this point. I think they turned out really cute although from now on it'll be a trip to the bookstore to buy them.

I am in a quandary. I need some advice. I want to paint my living room (again). Right now the walls are these two colors - one looks like a Frosty from Wendys and the other looks sorta like coffee with creamer in it... like my descriptive words? Well, I don't like them anymore. I want to do something different ... and let me interject in here that we have a lot of wall to paint and a chair rail all around the place. I'm thinking about going with something like a light cream color with maybe just a hint of yellow - it's sort of like what my kitchen and dining room are painted. My furniture: all the tables are dark. The chairs are either beige or burgundy. My couch is sort of a beige-ish color and my drapes are burgundy as well. The carpet is like a beige or oatmeal. I need ideas! I mean, would it be bad if all the rooms downstairs were painted the same color? Hubs seems to turn his nose up at this idea... I guess while I'm trying to decide I could go ahead and paint the lower walls in the dining room burgundy... I have been wanting to do this forever!

Rain. Paint. Testing. What else could you ask for?

Sunday, September 20, 2009

This Week

Somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind I think if I write out the things I need to accomplish, I will actually get them done. I won't find myself sitting in front of a computer, staring aimlessly ahead while the socks are multiplying in the laundry room. The dishes won't decide to have a party in the kitchen sink. The mail won't decide to have a convention on the dining room table.

So I think it's time to get back to taking care of business around here. Getting things done FIRST so that I can sit and leisurely enjoy my time rather than rushing at the last minute to get things picked up because we're having company...

This Week's To-Do List (AKA C.O.W.)
  • Clean up the kitchen and organize all that darn rubbermaid stuff in the cabinets before it makes me nuts and ends up in the recyclables!
  • Laundry. Strip beds. Wash towels. You know the drill.
  • Vacuum. Not just move the vacuum to another room in the house with the intent of actually plugging it in and using it. And no hoping that the vacuum fairies will come and do it for me while I'm gone.
  • Get the mail off the dining room table. Seriously. Does anybody else have this problem???
  • Take back the returns to Kohls that have been sitting in my bedroom for a couple of weeks now.
  • Clean out the garage so that I can put my van back in there.
  • Attack just one corner of the bonus room and try to reclaim that room as my private little world.
  • Ride my bike for 30 minutes each day - yes, it is time to get back on the bandwagon and get serious about taking care of myself!

What about you? Got anything that you just dread doing this week?

Enjoy Your Sunday

Have a great day today! After teaching the girls this morning I've still got a ton of laundry to catch up on!

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Want Something For Free?


It's that time of the year - when Smithsonian.com offers their FREE day at a museum of your choice. Just click on the picture above for more information...no strings attached. If you decide to take advantage of this offer, come back and let me know what adventure you take!
Happy Saturday...I'm off to do laundry!

Friday, September 18, 2009

Leaves Are Falling All Around...

The leaves have been doing their merry little dance lately as they fall to the ground. I'm not sure if it's the light breezes and rain we've had recently but I've noticed a pattern in the neighborhood - fall is on it's way. Tonight Hubs sent a text message on his way home from school and stated that it just felt like fall was in the air. While at Walmart this evening I commented to The Bug that I was almost tempted to buy some bowl bread things and fix chili...but with my luck it would be warm again tomorrow and we wouldn't be in the mood.

Speaking of fall... when is it too soon to start decorating for Halloween? I saw this idea somewhere online and for the life of me I can't remember where...but isn't it cute? They used that spray insulation stuff that you can put into cracks in the walls (behind sheetrock) and then I think they painted it or it was already yellow. The container is a plastic black caldron. I thought it was cute!

The other day I saw in a magazine where a family had made a few little trick or treaters to lead the way down their driveway... they looked like kids dressed up as ghosts. Another cute idea to play around with. Then there was a ring of ghosts made out of white plastic trash bags. Really cute - but where would I put them? We are talking about reviving the idea of the cemetary in the front yard this year - it was a big hit with our trick or treaters a few years ago. This time I want to make the tombstones out of some scrap lumber that we have so that they'll have longevity. There are a lot of ideas that we are thinking about - I just want to make things fun. Apparently this neighborhood used to really do a lot for the holidays but they've all become slackers. I want to do something fun to revive the spirit of celebration around here so we'll see.


We're already talking costumes. The Bug's going to be a Lioness. Hubs is probably going as Charlie Brown and I'm in a quandry - not sure if I want to go as Peppermint Patty or the Little Red Headed Girl.We have a picture of Hubs as a child - he looked like Chuck to me then! We'll see what works the best. I'll keep you posted and post pictures!

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Pretty Silly Kitty Cat

I woke up with morning to the annoying sound of the alarm on my cell (it is my alarm clock of choice) and discovered a fluffy tail manuevering her way towards me on the bed. According to The Bug and generally anyone who sees the cat (as she hides when we have company) she has the fluffiest tail you have ever seen. Most days if she does not meet us when we come through the door she is asleep on "her chair" at the kitchen table. It's funny...we all have a seat where we normally sit at the table and she naturally naps in the vacant one that is used for guests.
She isn't the type to seek out affection. She just wants to be brushed and fed. She likes to play with her feather toy and she will carry it around with her at night - you can hear the handle of the toy hit the bed because sometimes she brings it to bed with her. She likes to sleep near your feet...I think she started this when I broke all of my toes a few years ago. She loves when we are doing nails - she likes to bite the emory boards for some reason.
She will sleep on her little kitty perch, which is a kitty condo of sorts, by the front window if someone is one the computer. She loves the big pillows from the sofa in the bonus room. She became ours about four years ago when we adopted her as The Bug's birthday gift in third grade. Her original name was Cupid. She has a brother named Comet. For me to be such a lover of all things Christmas it was a while before I realized she was named for one of Santa's reindeer!
She likes to hide under the coffee table and attack The Bug if she walks by. She likes tuna fish. If we all say her name...she ignores Hubs and The Bug...but not me. She coos like a dove when she's happy and growls like a wild animal if she's feeling playful. She loves when someone has an afghan out - she will come and "make biscuits" on it until it's time to fall asleep. That means that she will knead her paws and purr like you wouldn't believe. She's the favor focus of photography around here as far as The Bug is concerned. She was found in a cardboard box on the side of a road by the people who rescued her. Irony: she likes to hid in cardboard boxes and we keep one for her to cuddle up in when it storms because she is a scaredy cat!
Who would have thought adopting her four years ago would bring so much joy into our lives? She has a way of helping de-stress the most stressul day!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Stuffage

Lately I have been thinking about going back to work in some capacity. I have even applied for a job believe it or not... but it has hit me that there is no way I could actually do this job without some sort of modification of hours (and that's even if they wanted to hire me!) because I couldn't finish up my day and make it to the university in time for my classes that start in January. I emailed the director of the program last night to find out what time the classes start - usually 4 but sometimes later. I couldn't make it by 4 if I had this job. So back to the drawing board. I'll sit here and complain about the economy to myself and hope that something turns around soon.

I finished my enrollment application packet and got it all in the mail last night. Not only was there the application and fee, but I had to also include a copy of some test scores I had taken, verification that I have tort liability insurance, I had to include a four page essay on my philosophy of education and a list of my volunteer experience over the past several years. It's a good thing that I've done volunteer work since The Bug was just a toddler. I'm also about to start co-teaching a youth class at church so that will help fulfill their desire that the students be actively involved in volunteer work. For once I'm really not worried about getting accepted. I think I'm finally comfortable with my academic achievements and I don't feel the need to stress about acceptance anymore. But believe me ... if something goes wrong this next time around, I am done! I'll go find something else to do because this is just about to get on my last nerve!

Sometimes when I feel down because it's taking me so long to finish school, I make myself stop and look at all that I have done. I went back and got my associates in accounting. Then I got another one in education. I've been accepted into two really hard programs before and even though they didn't work out for me, I was easily accepted by their academic standards. We have a beautiful, engaging young lady that I'm honored to call my daughter. She's bright and witty, talented and everything that a Mommy could possibly want. I have a loving husband who is devoted to his family. I have two wonderful parents. A gorgeous ball of fur that follows me around the house...keeping an eye on me at all times. My friends know that I am faithful to them and trustworthy - it's one reason why I'm known as "Vegas"... what you tell me, stays with me. I live in a country where I am free to worship in my church, drive my own car, make my own decisions, color my own hair...what more could a girl ask for? Well except for...maybe peanut butter that contains no calories?

So to myself I promise that things are going to get brighter. Not only here with myself but also with the blog. Fun times abound.... buckle up!

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Patrick Swayze

Last night we were shocked to realize Patrick Swayze lost his battle with cancer and died at the young age of 57.... Rest in peace.




Sunday, September 13, 2009

Super Short Weekend...

I hate those weekends that seem to speed by at the speed of light.... this was one of them! There seemed to be a hundred things we had to do - and not nearly enough time to accomplish them all!

Friday night we had a date night at the local O'Charleys. Word of warning - do not try the Mexican themed salad with chicken. Aside from the spicy dressing this dish was tasteless. I laughed though and said that's what you get when you are just trying to be good (I've lost 5 lbs...). I've noticed that Hubs seems to have a problem with choking while eating certain foods. Breads and potatoes to name a few. If he has something to drink he's okay - but of course they were 'out' of sweet tea - so he drained my drink and basically waited until someone brought some fresh sweet tea by the table. Note to any servers who might read this - if you are out of the beverage someone is drinking, bring them a glass of water or offer them an alternative! You would never notice that he is choking - I have learned to watch for him to just start drinking and drinking and drinking.

Saturday and today we have been shopping for shoes for The Bug to wear with her chorus dress. It's long and black and she has to have a closed toe shoe to wear with it. She just got her dress this week and we've got to have it hemmed as it is unbelievably long. We bought a really cute pair of black wedges at Kohls that she really likes. We both figured that a wedge was a good choice since she'll be going up and down bleachers and risers with the concerts.

Church this morning was wonderful. Our community has recently been rocked by a scandal with some of the faculty at the local high school getting into some trouble. Our minister only said that what we all need to realize is that it could have been any of us. None of us are immune to sin. Then he moved on with a moving sermon about revival. I have to tell you, at the end of the service the altar was covered up with people praying. It was a very moving experience to be there today and hear God's word.

Tomorrow I am meeting with the youth minister to discuss getting involved teaching Sunday School for 7th and 8th grade girls. There is a need for a teacher every other week which I would enjoy because it would allow me to still interact with my adult class and let me work with the youth. I've got a lot going on otherwise in my life right now so we'll see if this is somewhere that God is calling me to serve. I still have to complete my new college application and write a paper on my philosophy of education. Looks like I need to spend a little bit of time working on all of this, huh?

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Flywheel


This past weekend our local bookstore was having a sale. I mean, there were some movies that were 50% off...so I call that a sale. And I had a coupon for an additional 25% off of my entire purchase so I found myself venturing to the store in search of a certain movie one of our friends had told us about.

It's an inspirational story. Don't let that turn you away. I also bought my movie for five dollars and some change. What a bargain for what if gave me in return! It's produced by Sherwood Pictures and if you click on the picture above it will take you to the movie's website. Here's the rundown of the movie:


Jay Austin wants to sell used cars in the worst way ... and that's exactly how he does business at his dealership. Promising much more than he can ever deliver, he'll do whatever it takes to sell a car. His manipulative ways permeate all of his relationships—even his wife and son know they can't trust him.

But as Jay works on restoring a classic convertible, he begins to see that God is working on restoring him as well. Coming face-to-face with the reality of how he truly conducts himself, Jay Austin begins the ride of his life as he commits to honoring God with his business, his relationships, and his life!

Now I know you might be thinking...great here we go again. But let me tell you, this movie has a message and it's one that we all need to hear. Have you ever felt alone? Isolated? Ever wondered why things seem to take a turn from bad to worse? Then I recommend you see this movie. It's inspirational in a time where I feel like a lot of people need some direction. Do I believe that things will happen for you, just like Jay in the movie, if you give your life over to God? I don't know - but I can guarantee you - when you remove yourself from the driver's seat and allow God to plot your course you will see changes in your life.

Sherwood Pictures also produced another movie - one that would be a good choice to watch at this time of the year with football season breaking loose -



Just clicking on its picture will also take you to the movie's website. Here's a summary of what to expect with this film:


From the award-winning producers of FLYWHEEL comes a new, action-packed,
family-friendly drama about a high school football coach who draws up a new game
plan for his team … and himself.


In his six years of coaching, Grant Taylor has never had a winning season. Even the hope of a new season is squelched when the best player on his Shiloh Eagles decides to transfer schools. After losing their first three games of the season, the coach discovers a group of fathers are plotting to have him fired. Combined with pressures at home, Coach Taylor has lost hope in his battle against fear and failure.
However, an unexpected challenge helps him find a purpose bigger than just victories. Daring to trust God to do the impossible, Coach Taylor and the Eagles discover how faith plays out on the field … and off.

With God, all things are possible …

And of course if you've never taken the time... I still recommend watching Fireproof. You don't have to be 'religious' to get the point of these movies. But hey, couldn't we all use a little faith-lift these days?

So next time you're at the video counter trying to decide what to watch - or even if you're driving down the road and you notice a church sign that says there's a free viewing of a movie coming up on a Saturday night, why not give it a try? I promise you that they're not going to try to convert you or lock the doors behind you or even try to brainwash you into believing something that you're not ready for. But they are there to offer you inspiration. To give you a shoulder to lean on. A person who will listen. To lend a hand in times when it feels like you're all alone. You don't have to change your denomination. Heck you don't have to change your clothes either. Just go with an open mind and an open heart and heart and hear the message that God has prepared for you. I promise you, it will move you in a profound way.

If you've seen these movies, let me know what you thought. If you have others to recommend, please let me know that, too. I'm all for inspiration these days.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Conversations with my Mother


Around my house, there are no "Mothers". It's like a bad word of sorts. I am Mommy - unless we are in public - then I become known as "Mom". My mom is Momma. I cannot remember ever calling her anything else. By the way, my Dad is known as Daddy. That never changes either.


So each day I call to check in on my parents. It's our little ritual. If they don't hear from me, they call at night. Usually Momma knows something is wrong if we don't call just to check in. Case in point - I did not call Sunday so she called to check on us Sunday night. She knew how bad I was feeling when we left from going out to dinner with them Saturday afternoon. We went to Daddy's favorite restaurant to celebrate Hub's birthday. This place as the best fried chicken and The Bug loves their macaroni n cheese.


Well this afternoon I called to see how Momma's doctor appointment went because she hadn't been feeling well either and saw the ENT specialist today. We talked about my sister's upcoming surgery. The Bug's upcoming all-state chorus audition. The weather. Halloween. Thanksgiving. Christmas. Their open house and our "hopeful" attempt to convince Daddy to let us do the Open House as a part of their anniversary party. Then we started talking about friends.


She had me laughing so hard at some of the comments that she made. Mind you, my mother is one of those sweet little southern ladies who would never intentionally say anything to offend someone. Just occasionally she'll say things that really hit the heart of a situation. We were talking about people and what makes a good friend and how it feels when you realize someone that you care genuinely for doesn't seem to appreciate all the effort you put into being their friend. She asked me one simple question just out of the blue...


Do I think I'm a good friend?


I do. I also think that I am someone who can easily make you laugh at a situation. She was funny reciting a recent article she'd read about how it is believed that you have to like yourself before other people can like you in return. I do like myself. I think I'm funny. I have a wickedly funny sense of humor if you get to know me. I laugh like Betty Rubble from the Flintstones when I'm tickled. I like to surround myself with laughter. I like people who like to laugh. Granted, I can be serious and occasionally I allow people to drag me down into their pits of misery, but I can find humor in a situation and rise again.


So we continued our conversation for a while. Momma would say something cute and crazy and I'd start laughing again. When we got off the phone I thought how fortunate I am that I have such a good relationship with my Momma. Yes at times we may drive each other a little batty but then again we're family.


So to Momma I want to say thank you. Thank you for making me...me. For allowing me to become the person that I am today. For teaching me that nothing is impossible if I put my mind to it and I can accomplish just about everything with you behind me and on my side. For reminding me of all my good qualities and even some of them that make me 'less than perfect' and still loving me no matter what.


Momma, I love you a million trillion world fulls!

Thursday, September 3, 2009

The Heart of the Matter

Bare with me if you are reading here - I am typing under the fog of cold medicine as I am feeling a little bit under the weather. I know that there are about 400 different things I should be doing right now rather than sitting here at the computer typing away, but I lack the motivation to get up and actually get anything done. And then Mz. Snooty Cat comes and curls up beside me...how can I disturb this cat that has been making me C R A Z Y lately to go and clean dishes just because my human family needs silverware, I ask you? Exactly.

I am in a funk. I feel like my life is at a crossroads and I need to choose - turn to the left...turn to the right.... or go straight ahead. I know so many people who are having problems lately in their marriages or with their kids or their aging parents or their finances. People who are doing everything that they can humanly do to try to hold everything together. It made me think of an article I read once about fashion photo shoots and how they'll use fishing line, duct tape, staples ... anything to give the projection that everything in the image is PERFECT all while we can't see what's going on behind them. Ever feel that way? Like you're holding everything together just so and once the cameras go off you can finally be yourself?

I think I'm a very genuine person. I'm not perfect and I never try to relay to people that I am anywhere near perfection. I'm a great confidante though - I do not share what others tell me. I try to do whatever I can for others with the limited resources that I have available. I will drop whatever I am doing to come to the aide of someone who has a need. But I'm also not a martyr. There are times when I don't want to answer the phone. I don't want to be the 'go to' person. There are times when I want to sit back and drown in whatever is going on in my own life. I think everyone will admit that they have days when they feel that way. You can't be happy all the time. The world is not made up of rainbows and happy meals. People get sick. Loved ones leave. Paths change. Dreams don't always become our reality. People will disappoint you. Beauty fades. You've got to find your own way ... no matter how scary that path might be.

My own personal crossroads is somewhere that I have been faltering around lately. Imagine if you will that I am driving around in circles - not sure which way to go. Here in a lot of our cute little southern towns there are 'squares' where you can turn to go north, south, east or west - or you can continue to circle around the middle (usually a park or courthouse). I'm circling the courthouse trying to figure out where my path is supposed to take me. When I think I've found my path, there's usually a road crew down the path and a new detour to take. It makes me ask myself the following questions. What am I doing with my life? Is this my life's purpose? Did I somehow take the wrong turn way back there and if so, how do I get back to where I should be? Where do I go now? What if it's a mistake?

I guess the heart of the matter is this: While I strive to be a good person, in my heart of hearts, I reflect on my faults and disappointments in my life and I wonder where I would be today if the events that lead me here had never occurred. You know the expression, let go ... and let God well I am great about saying that to others, but I'm not so good at following that little bit of advice. These days I worry about a lot of stuff. I worry about my daughter as she grows older.I worry about my husband's health. I worry about my own. I worry about my parents. I worry about my friends that I know are unhappy. I worry about money.

But in the mist of my worrying today, I was listening to the radio this morning after I dropped The Bug off at school and someone was paraphrasing a verse from Proverbs. This is what they said- Do your best, prepare for the worst and give God all the glory. So at the heart of the matter is this - I need to prepare for the best. Be prepared for the worst. And realize that God is in control. No He won't always give me the things that I pray for. But in what He does give me, I am to give glory to Him. It actually reminds me of something that I learned this weekend with Beth Mooore - how sometimes God doesn't give us the desires of our hearts but rather He looks at the heart of our desire. I post more about that later. The medicine is kicking in and I am getting sleepy.