Have I mentioned...

that I love pink? Probably my favorite color. And the reason for the change on my blog! Everything changes.....why not this too? I think it's nice. Ben thinks it's nice (although after further prodding he could've cared less! =D Love you Man!). And to further the quirkiness of me....I labeled this post as 'crafty'. How lame is that?!? Very I'm afraid.

My journal entry from 7/18/08

I got this idea to post random, unabridged journal entries. Here is the first. I write in my journal when I have devotions so I'll often enter a Bible verse that struck me.
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7/18/08

It's a cool morning. Ben and I have been clashing about the temperature of the house. I don't mind 87 degrees, he likes 72! It's hard because my argument is "I'm here more than he is it should be my call. But then I think "He works hard, and often in hot, sweaty shops and want to relax when he gets home." We've got to come up with a compromise.


2 Chronicles 21:20 "He passed away, to no ones regret...." How sad. May this not be true of me. It got me thinking of what I want my head stone to read. "Here lies the body of the mother of Esther, Samuel, Zachariah and Josiah. Wife of Ben. A princess who didn't wait for death to live."
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I've searched my photo records and found one around the time of this entry.

Buried

Ahhhhh! Buried and loving it! Just part of our new back yard!

Our Date

These were taken yesterday by my Babe at the start of our date.

Love you Hon.

Just sittin' here sipping my joe....

....and WAITING for a photo. Waiting for a photo from someone else's camera is tough. Especially when they have to wait to down load it on someone else's p.c. This is the third party photo story! No worries Mom! I'll add the Easter photo when I get it. (I wrote the bulk of this Wednesday.)

There has been SO much going on. So much!

Work, school, gym, kids, Easter and unpacking. Whew.

I've been helping and elderly lady pack up her house of 60 years. It's' hard for her. The market isn't great and she is very pressed to get out soon. Oh ,did I mention she's quite forgetful? That's been interesting.

All the kids have had their report cards passed out and Ess is taking state tests this week. Joe is learning about responsibility. He accidentally spilled some pasta but them proceeded to jump on and crush them. I happened to see him and told him to high tail it to the office. He was required to write apology letters to the receptionist, his teacher and the principal as home work last night. He forgot them today and I made him re-write them at school and deliver them. When he was ready to deliver the letter to the principal we learned she was subbing in the 7th grade room. We walked to the building and, in front of 25 12-13 year olds, he asked to please interrupt. He handed her his note, she read it. When she got to the 'destroyed school property' line she let out a little gasp and asked "What did you destroy?" He told her. The she asked how he was going to make it right ('cause now the school was out $$ and pasta!) and if he got an allowance to be able to buy some more pasta to replace what he ruined. "Yes." She told him she forgave him but expected better of him in the future. I was so incredibly proud of him I almost cried. What a little man. He even spoke loud enough when he was a little shy. I totally thought he was gonna burst when the door closed outside and we were all done. He just wanted some cuddles. I'm so proud of him.

Sometimes I'll walk at the park next to the kids' school after I drop them or before I pick them up. The paved trail is half a mile. Last Thursday it took me one whole hour to walk 4 miles and I was bustin' butt! I was so-o excited to try out my new shoes too. Partly because I thought I'd go faster =P (When the kids get new shoes, even Sam, the race around defiantly feeling FASTER!) Bad idea. Repeat after me, I will break in my new shoes before actually working out in them. I didn't feel the blisters until I got home and started walking around in my socks. Didn't feel so good. After some investigation I found that one of the blisters was under a callous on the bottom of my next-to-the-baby-toe toe. So, I took care of them (one was on the underside of my baby toe) and bandaged them up. And due to the holiday week-end, didn't work out much or really, at all! Then while making Eater Bread I kicked an oven rack and sprained my other toesies. Grrr. I was the epitome of Hop Along Cassiday! I was feeling much better by Monday and decided to run at the gym. It hurt startin out and then I just sucked it up and ran/hiked 5 miles. Towards the end, though, I was feeling like my biggest little toe was splitting up and ripping off. I've never experienced a blister on a blister and I hope to never again! So-o painful and it still hurts today.

Easter was fun. We didn't get to see all our family and that was a bummer but we did enjoy those we got to see.

Easter morning just before finding the eggs.

I've been reading some books. Two works of non-fiction and one of fiction. They are all wonderful but I had to plug the works of non-fiction. They are "Whatever Happened to the Human Race" by Francis A. Shaffer and "The Excellent Wife" by Martha Peace. The first is about the dumbing down and demoralizing of our culture (it was published in 1978 but it's still SO applicable) and the second I almost didn't purchase. My friend had told me about it a few months ago and said it was awesome but it cut to the heart so it was also hard. When I saw it at Goodwill I thought I should get it. Then I read the inside preface and I knew it would be a self-sacrificing thing to do, it would hurt. My next thought was "It's too much money. I really shouldn't be spending $3.99 right now." HA! Not so fast buster! That's when I knew I really should get it. I'm on chapter 4 and I can already see a difference in my marriage and home. One of my favorite quotes "Submitting to your husband is not on option but one of God's requirements." Owie. She defiantly does not split hairs. I highly recommend it to all the wives out there.

AND lastly, I was reading a friends post and was challenged to post a first in the morning photo without any primping. Without further delay.....

THE END! I'll try to post more often. I HATE long posts. HATE.

The Bunny Game and a Sad Photo

The kids have been playing upstairs for a 1/2 hour. The Bunny Game, it's called. They are pretending to be caretakers of a bunch of rabbits. I'm totally chuckling to myself right now! I LOVE imagination play!




This is the sad photo. This was moving day. The kids were b.o.r.e.d. and showing it. This was when they had to be out of the way while the REALLY heavy stuff was on it's way out. I think it's HILARIOUS! Nothin' like real life.