I am having a hard time believing that this week is the middle of July. There are so many things going on and I'm not talking in our home.
Rachelle and her husband are in China meeting their new sons!
Sarah is giving advice on becoming a runner.
Several of you are telling us your love stories!
And a couple of you, Wendi and Kodi are baking some serious baby breads!
Phew! I'm having a hard time keeping up.
Actually I've been slacking, and I think I know why.
I seem to remember that at one time or another we all posted about balance and spending less time on the computer...
With school being out, my children require a lot of attention. Most of it in the form of "Stop agruing you are giving me a headhache!" or "GO outside it's a nice day!" or "NO! It is NOT lunch time yet you just had..." and the daily "Leave your _____ ALONE! GO find something to do or I'll dump out your drawers and you can fold clothes the rest of the day!"
(yes, my children are 4 and 6 and I will make them fold clothes as punishment for whining that they are bored. I can't wait until I can trust them with the clorox wipes!!!!)
I got the rare privilege to have a gab fest with a fellow blog sister on Friday night. It was AWESOME. It was so natural and fun. Sigh, why can't we live closer?
I was able to help out a IRL friend on Saturday so she and her husband could go have a date together. And we all know how important those nights are! So glad to feel useful!
It is time to get sad now, Wednesday is my nephew's 3rd birthday and seeing as how I haven't spoken to my sister in 9 months, I probably will not be able to celebrate with him. Which in the scheme of things isn't so bad, but I just wish that I had come from better stock. There are moments I lie in bed and wish for a new bio-family. That somewhere adoption papers will be found that prove I really was adopted. (My sister often teased me when I was little that I was adopted, and some how didn't "belong". Yeah, ummm, I sure felt that alright!) But I can not deny the DNA that I seem to have that makes me look like these people. Yes, I have Howie's space between my front teeth and his hair line, yes, I have Judy's bunioned feet and round face, and yes, Sherri and I do look alike if we are wet. I being the more natural one. Some of you know what I mean better then others, and really it doesn't matter, it's just true, make-up and hair dos wash away but attitude and heart forever stay.
In the countless hours of the Disney channel being on; I heard this, which made me laugh:
"Talk to the BOOtie because the hands off duty!"
Oh how I wish Satan would just ACCEPT this!!!!! But he would then mock the junk in the trunk and I kinda like mine so...
Mama Belle had a good post today about grace. I like having things brought to my attention in subtle ways. :)
being confident of this, that he who began good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. Philippians 1:6
My comfort in my suffering is this: Your promise preserves my life. Psalm 199:50
Oh, let your good work continue and your promise be in my thoughts instead of easy wishes.
Is it me or have I reached an all new level of rambling?