It's been over 4 months since I last blogged. Unfortunately, there isn't enough time in the world to catch everyone up on all that has been going on, but just know we've stayed busy.
I do plan to come back to blogging...eventually. :)
Until then, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
First 2 Days
After saying our goodbyes at the airport Monday morning, I wasn't sure if/when John would call me next. He took his cell phone and a calling card, but there were no guarantees.
Needless to say, communication hasn't been an issue--YET. :0)
John called from DFW airport Monday afternoon--twice. He was bored and the flights were spread apart. Thank goodness he took the cell phone. I was glad to talk to him...that way it wasn't feeling so permanent yet. We had 3 more conversations throughout Monday. One more from the Atlanta airport, and then 2 from the bus that was taking them to Ft. Jackson, SC. Apparently the military is too broke to fly these recruits in to SC--instead, they were forced to ride a bus for over 5 hours. It was John and about 20 other people, all under the age of 20. Woohoo! He was a tad annoyed at the level of maturity in which he was being subjected, but what can a guy do when the military owns your butt for 11 weeks?!?
I heard from John today, which was great. The only unfortunate part was WHY he called. Apparently our 3 childrens' birth certificates (that have been used for everything under the sun and copied about 1,000 times already) are not sufficient to be able to enroll them in the military insurance program. They want a certified copy of EACH. Arggggg!! John was so frustrated and running on very little sleep (ask me how I know this), so he was not in the best of moods. After much "debate" with the lady in reception, he decided to forget the enrollment process for the kids for now, and just continue with Pantex's insurance coverage--until he gets home and can straighten everything out. Oy!
John was able to make one last phone call from his calling card just now. He's doing well, but I can tell he's tired, stressed, frustrated, bored, etc. He thinks that his platoon will ship out to basic training from reception sometime Friday. He already has his uniform, has already done one night watch, and is probably the oldest recruit thus far. There are 40 in his platoon, and he said the closest one to his age was 24. Yeehaw! He was fairly sure he would be able to call tomorrow evening around the same time, but after that there probably won't be communication with him for a few days, if not weeks.
I'll write when I know more. Just keep him in your thoughts/prayers as he gets closer to beginning the "fun part" of his journey. :0)
~Mel
Needless to say, communication hasn't been an issue--YET. :0)
John called from DFW airport Monday afternoon--twice. He was bored and the flights were spread apart. Thank goodness he took the cell phone. I was glad to talk to him...that way it wasn't feeling so permanent yet. We had 3 more conversations throughout Monday. One more from the Atlanta airport, and then 2 from the bus that was taking them to Ft. Jackson, SC. Apparently the military is too broke to fly these recruits in to SC--instead, they were forced to ride a bus for over 5 hours. It was John and about 20 other people, all under the age of 20. Woohoo! He was a tad annoyed at the level of maturity in which he was being subjected, but what can a guy do when the military owns your butt for 11 weeks?!?
I heard from John today, which was great. The only unfortunate part was WHY he called. Apparently our 3 childrens' birth certificates (that have been used for everything under the sun and copied about 1,000 times already) are not sufficient to be able to enroll them in the military insurance program. They want a certified copy of EACH. Arggggg!! John was so frustrated and running on very little sleep (ask me how I know this), so he was not in the best of moods. After much "debate" with the lady in reception, he decided to forget the enrollment process for the kids for now, and just continue with Pantex's insurance coverage--until he gets home and can straighten everything out. Oy!
John was able to make one last phone call from his calling card just now. He's doing well, but I can tell he's tired, stressed, frustrated, bored, etc. He thinks that his platoon will ship out to basic training from reception sometime Friday. He already has his uniform, has already done one night watch, and is probably the oldest recruit thus far. There are 40 in his platoon, and he said the closest one to his age was 24. Yeehaw! He was fairly sure he would be able to call tomorrow evening around the same time, but after that there probably won't be communication with him for a few days, if not weeks.
I'll write when I know more. Just keep him in your thoughts/prayers as he gets closer to beginning the "fun part" of his journey. :0)
~Mel
Monday, August 10, 2009
This Is The Day
This is the day I have been both looking forward to and dreading for about 3 months now.
Today is the day John leaves for basic training. *sigh*
We have spent the last week hanging out and just being a family, which has been wonderful. No work, no school, no real responsibilities....bliss. Last night I helped John check off each item on his packing list, but it still didn't seem completely real. This morning I drove him to the Military Entrance Processing Station (MEPS) at 5am, and again---still didn't seem real. Now that I'm waiting for a phone call from his recruiter, I'm starting to get antsy.
The phone call I am waiting for will hopefully come around 12pm. The recruiter will let me know it's time to come to the airport and give our last hugs and kisses to Daddy. I'm certainly excited for John--I think he's a wonderful man of integrity and patriotism--but at the same time I'm hesitant to write any true feelings. I simply don't have any.
Numb would best explain what I am right now. That's not a bad thing, mind you--it's just what I am. There is definitely no anger or frustration, and the fear I was feeling about 3 weeks ago is gone. I am positive I can do this alone, as long as it's only for 10-11wks. *wink*
I remind myself every day that there are PLENTY of women making bigger sacrifices than I am. They spend months/years alone, and they move all over the country at a moment's notice. I have the freedom to stay put and surround myself with helpful and loving family and friends.
That's great in my book.
So.......this is the day. I am both glad and sad that it has arrived.
~Mel
Today is the day John leaves for basic training. *sigh*
We have spent the last week hanging out and just being a family, which has been wonderful. No work, no school, no real responsibilities....bliss. Last night I helped John check off each item on his packing list, but it still didn't seem completely real. This morning I drove him to the Military Entrance Processing Station (MEPS) at 5am, and again---still didn't seem real. Now that I'm waiting for a phone call from his recruiter, I'm starting to get antsy.
The phone call I am waiting for will hopefully come around 12pm. The recruiter will let me know it's time to come to the airport and give our last hugs and kisses to Daddy. I'm certainly excited for John--I think he's a wonderful man of integrity and patriotism--but at the same time I'm hesitant to write any true feelings. I simply don't have any.
Numb would best explain what I am right now. That's not a bad thing, mind you--it's just what I am. There is definitely no anger or frustration, and the fear I was feeling about 3 weeks ago is gone. I am positive I can do this alone, as long as it's only for 10-11wks. *wink*
I remind myself every day that there are PLENTY of women making bigger sacrifices than I am. They spend months/years alone, and they move all over the country at a moment's notice. I have the freedom to stay put and surround myself with helpful and loving family and friends.
That's great in my book.
So.......this is the day. I am both glad and sad that it has arrived.
~Mel
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Praying For Stellan---Again
It's unfortunate to have to post this again, but Stellan is in need of much prayer. This poor baby has been through too much for an 8 month old. He is back in the hospital awaiting a transport to Boston for yet another ablasion. It's so risky that the doctors really don't want to perform it---however, there seems to be no other option.
Visit MckMama by clicking the above picture of Stellan, and you can follow her on Twitter as well.
~Mel
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Where....Oh Where.....Oh Where is Melissa?
I know that's what's been going through your heads lately. Did she disappear? Give up on blogging?
No.
Life happens, and when it does, I must follow along. I probably keep up with Facebook more than blogging, simply because it's in real time (if were aren't friends on Facebook, please look me up!).
Let's see how fast I can fill you in and catch you up, ok?
John has 15 more days before leaving for boot camp. Am I sad? Yes. Am I excited. Yes. Am I a bundle of nerves? Most definitely. I know this is what has to happen for our family, but at the same time it stresses me to the max. I continuously question myself about whether or not I will be able to keep up with the house, bills, KIDS, etc....
It's not good to worry, so I am choosing to sit back and enjoy the ride right now. Funny thing is, I have not been without John for longer than 2 weeks in the entire stretch of our relationship--12 1/2 years. I just don't know how to feel about that.
We had the opportunity to drive across Texas with my mom and grandma a week ago. We went down to Austin and visited family, then continued to Houston to stay a bit with my brother, Josh. It was all so much fun!!
(except for the fact that I have 3 super whiny traveling children that were pinned up in a car for a bazillion hours...other than that, it was just peachy.)
I felt very relaxed and refreshed after that vacation. Sadly, John didn't get to join us. He was doing the "work and Army National Guard drill weekend" thing here.
The kids have a month before they start school. Isn't that insane?!? My little boy is growing up too fast--this is his year to start "big kid" school--AKA: kindergarten. I don't know whether to cry or smile. I'm sure I'll do a bit of both. I'm feeling very honored to be able to stay at home with Caroline while the older two are in school though. I've been able to spend precious alone time with each child, and there's nothing more wonderful in my book. I just can't believe her 3rd birthday is sneaking up. Holy cow!
We've enjoyed Splash water park tremendously this summer. I love having the freedom to come and spend 1 hour or 3 hours, depending on what mood I'm in, without worrying about the cost. Season passes are the way to go! Here is a funny pic Caitlin took at Splash recently. I love sweet Christian's face in it. He did NOT want his picture taken. :)
For now, we'll keep enjoying our summer and counting the days we have left with Daddy before boot camp. I may not update as much as I would like, but please understand that family time is important right now---way more important than this blog/computer.
Have a blessed week!
~Mel
No.
Life happens, and when it does, I must follow along. I probably keep up with Facebook more than blogging, simply because it's in real time (if were aren't friends on Facebook, please look me up!).
Let's see how fast I can fill you in and catch you up, ok?
John has 15 more days before leaving for boot camp. Am I sad? Yes. Am I excited. Yes. Am I a bundle of nerves? Most definitely. I know this is what has to happen for our family, but at the same time it stresses me to the max. I continuously question myself about whether or not I will be able to keep up with the house, bills, KIDS, etc....
It's not good to worry, so I am choosing to sit back and enjoy the ride right now. Funny thing is, I have not been without John for longer than 2 weeks in the entire stretch of our relationship--12 1/2 years. I just don't know how to feel about that.
We had the opportunity to drive across Texas with my mom and grandma a week ago. We went down to Austin and visited family, then continued to Houston to stay a bit with my brother, Josh. It was all so much fun!!
(except for the fact that I have 3 super whiny traveling children that were pinned up in a car for a bazillion hours...other than that, it was just peachy.)
I felt very relaxed and refreshed after that vacation. Sadly, John didn't get to join us. He was doing the "work and Army National Guard drill weekend" thing here.
The kids have a month before they start school. Isn't that insane?!? My little boy is growing up too fast--this is his year to start "big kid" school--AKA: kindergarten. I don't know whether to cry or smile. I'm sure I'll do a bit of both. I'm feeling very honored to be able to stay at home with Caroline while the older two are in school though. I've been able to spend precious alone time with each child, and there's nothing more wonderful in my book. I just can't believe her 3rd birthday is sneaking up. Holy cow!
We've enjoyed Splash water park tremendously this summer. I love having the freedom to come and spend 1 hour or 3 hours, depending on what mood I'm in, without worrying about the cost. Season passes are the way to go! Here is a funny pic Caitlin took at Splash recently. I love sweet Christian's face in it. He did NOT want his picture taken. :)
For now, we'll keep enjoying our summer and counting the days we have left with Daddy before boot camp. I may not update as much as I would like, but please understand that family time is important right now---way more important than this blog/computer.Have a blessed week!
~Mel
Monday, July 13, 2009
Strangeness
Sometimes I just come across the strangest things while out and about.
Example:
John and I were running some errands the other day, when we decided to take a shortcut from one major street to another--through a residential area. This particular area was one we don't frequent. In fact, I can't tell you if I've ever been there before or not---probably not. It's actually fairly close to where we live--just never had a reason to go there.
Anywho...
As we were driving along, we saw some things that just made us scratch our heads. There was a little pinto-style car--parked in it's driveway---with words on the back window written in shoe polish that said:
MOLE REMOVAL
CALL 290-xxxx
That's fine and dandy, but WHICH kind of mole are you referring to?
We continued down this same street, and not 4 houses down we saw 1....lone....thigh-high (I call them hooker-style) black boot....laying out on an otherwise perfectly maintained and beautiful front lawn.
Hmmm.....
And finally, as we were coming up to the intersection of the major street, we saw an interesting el camino painted a reddish-pink color. On the back window, in black paint with very fancy lettering was this hand-painted message:
Romero's Tattoos
367-xxxx
Yes, we're clean.
And there you have it folks.
~Mel
Example:
John and I were running some errands the other day, when we decided to take a shortcut from one major street to another--through a residential area. This particular area was one we don't frequent. In fact, I can't tell you if I've ever been there before or not---probably not. It's actually fairly close to where we live--just never had a reason to go there.
Anywho...
As we were driving along, we saw some things that just made us scratch our heads. There was a little pinto-style car--parked in it's driveway---with words on the back window written in shoe polish that said:
MOLE REMOVAL
CALL 290-xxxx
That's fine and dandy, but WHICH kind of mole are you referring to?
We continued down this same street, and not 4 houses down we saw 1....lone....thigh-high (I call them hooker-style) black boot....laying out on an otherwise perfectly maintained and beautiful front lawn.
Hmmm.....
And finally, as we were coming up to the intersection of the major street, we saw an interesting el camino painted a reddish-pink color. On the back window, in black paint with very fancy lettering was this hand-painted message:
Romero's Tattoos
367-xxxx
Yes, we're clean.
And there you have it folks.
~Mel
Monday, July 6, 2009
Gosh
I have been terrible about blogging lately.
Gosh.
It seems that the lazy summer days are not made for blogging. I prefer to get back into the swing of it when the kids are in school and I have exactly 30 minutes each day in which to post something.
Why is that?
And I have had multiple opportunities to take pictures lately---like our anniversary, the 4th of July, time spent with Uncle Josh (it was short but definitely sweet! I've missed my little bro...), etc. I have actually even had my camera with me on said occasions. I have no excuse for not snapping quick pics here and there.
Gosh, I just guess I'm being lazy.
This summer has been quite nice, I must admit. We spend a ton of time out at Splash (the local water park), and my little ones are becoming fish for sure. Caroline especially loves the water. Give her a pair of pink arm floaties and she's good for 2+ hours out there. Christian is finally big enough for some of the slides, so he and Caitlin keep themselves occupied on those. It's totally relaxing to sit back and enjoy the sun and water---however nasty the park water is. Seriously, have you ever thought about that? Thank goodness for swim diapers, that's all I'm saying.
Ahem...
I find that Farm Town on Facebook takes up my "alone time." Why I would choose to pretend to be a farmer, worry about my crops that need harvesting, and find ways to earn more coins so I can purchase fake patio furniture while I could be napping is beyond me.
Gosh, it really IS that sad, isn't it.
Yes, summer is slowly slipping away. I'm thankful for air conditioning, minimal schedules, and Mother's Day Out once a week.
Oh--and Caitlin is taking a sign language class at Amarillo College this week and next week. What's so cool about this class is that my sweet friend, Melanie L., is the teacher! I'm sure she's going to have a great time!
Gosh, is that ALL I have to write about? Guess so.
~Mel
Gosh.
It seems that the lazy summer days are not made for blogging. I prefer to get back into the swing of it when the kids are in school and I have exactly 30 minutes each day in which to post something.
Why is that?
And I have had multiple opportunities to take pictures lately---like our anniversary, the 4th of July, time spent with Uncle Josh (it was short but definitely sweet! I've missed my little bro...), etc. I have actually even had my camera with me on said occasions. I have no excuse for not snapping quick pics here and there.
Gosh, I just guess I'm being lazy.
This summer has been quite nice, I must admit. We spend a ton of time out at Splash (the local water park), and my little ones are becoming fish for sure. Caroline especially loves the water. Give her a pair of pink arm floaties and she's good for 2+ hours out there. Christian is finally big enough for some of the slides, so he and Caitlin keep themselves occupied on those. It's totally relaxing to sit back and enjoy the sun and water---however nasty the park water is. Seriously, have you ever thought about that? Thank goodness for swim diapers, that's all I'm saying.
Ahem...
I find that Farm Town on Facebook takes up my "alone time." Why I would choose to pretend to be a farmer, worry about my crops that need harvesting, and find ways to earn more coins so I can purchase fake patio furniture while I could be napping is beyond me.
Gosh, it really IS that sad, isn't it.
Yes, summer is slowly slipping away. I'm thankful for air conditioning, minimal schedules, and Mother's Day Out once a week.
Oh--and Caitlin is taking a sign language class at Amarillo College this week and next week. What's so cool about this class is that my sweet friend, Melanie L., is the teacher! I'm sure she's going to have a great time!
Gosh, is that ALL I have to write about? Guess so.
~Mel
Friday, July 3, 2009
11 Years
Happy 11th anniversary to my sweet hubby, John. I love you to the moon and back--and then some. Thanks for the laughs, the tears, the triumphs, the failures...the EVERYTHINGS that come with marriage.
And for the 12 beautiful red roses you brought home this morning.
Much love always,
~Mel
And for the 12 beautiful red roses you brought home this morning.
Much love always,
~Mel
Sunday, June 28, 2009
A Day In My Life
Yesterday was SUPER busy for me. I was invited to play with the Pantex Fire Department softball team in the Lifestar Tournament at Southwest Park. Last year, John and I both played, but this year he was on shift. Knowing that there is usually a big need for female players, I gladly accepted.
We did great--got 2nd place. The only bummer was that we were forced to take 2nd by the huge downpour of rain around 6:30pm. I believe we could have won the tournament again (this is the 3rd annual, and Pantex Fire won the first 2) if it hadn't been for the drenching we got. I have seriously not ever seen that much rain at one time. It was crazy! I was soaked to the bone by the time I reached my car, and it took me about 15 minutes longer than normal to get home. Our housing edition entrance was flooded, and there were wrecks and stalled cars everywhere.
I pulled into the garage, quickly shut the door, and was super thankful I had a warm bath in my future.
Knowing that my mom and kids were at my grandma's house, I decided to strip down in the garage before going into the house for my bath. After all, everything I had on--from my hat to my softball shoes--was wet. Once completely in my birthday suit, I headed for the door into the house.
I tried to turn the door knob...
It was locked.
Oh my goodness. Now what?
There I stood--a stinky, wet, NAKED mess.
Ok, don't panic. There's always a plan B, right?
I called Mom, who happened to have my spare house key, and tried to work out a plan for her to drive back over. She was in her camero, so it was questionable whether or not she could even make it down the flooded Amarillo streets.
Sheesh.
At least she was willing to attempt the drive. After all, her only daughter was standing naked in a garage while a torrential downpour was still going on outside. It wasn't like I could just get back in my van and drive to her.
There I sat...on the ice chest in the front of our garage...with my ipod and phone as my only company.
Did I mention I was naked?!?
Bleh.
30 minutes passed before I got a call from Mom. She couldn't make it down the flooded streets and had to go back to Grandma's.
Just peachy.
She actually had a plan C though. Dad has a big 4x4 truck, so he was going to come get her and the kids at Grandma's and then come to my casa to rescue me.
Dang.
Now I DESPERATELY needed to find something to put on.
Oh--and did I mention that I really needed to pee at this point? Well, I did. And the only bathroom was on the other side of that darn locked door.
What to do, what to do? I searched through John's tool cabinets hoping to find something I could borrow to relieve myself in. Amazingly enough, John keeps his stash of 16oz. styrofoam cups in the garage.
Bingo.
I grabbed one and let loose.
Ahhhhh, much better. Now I could wait in comfort.
Luckily, I also found an old ratty t shirt, and I was forced to put my wet shorts back on. I didn't want to scar my children for life if they happened upon me...in the garage...naked. Things were definitely looking up.
Another 25-30 minutes passed, and I heard Dad's truck pull up. I can't even tell you how happy I was to see everyone. The kids were totally freaked out by the fact that their mom had to pee in a styrofoam cup.
Oh well, it could be worse.
Right?
One nice hot bath later, I was feeling like my old self again.
~Mel
We did great--got 2nd place. The only bummer was that we were forced to take 2nd by the huge downpour of rain around 6:30pm. I believe we could have won the tournament again (this is the 3rd annual, and Pantex Fire won the first 2) if it hadn't been for the drenching we got. I have seriously not ever seen that much rain at one time. It was crazy! I was soaked to the bone by the time I reached my car, and it took me about 15 minutes longer than normal to get home. Our housing edition entrance was flooded, and there were wrecks and stalled cars everywhere.
I pulled into the garage, quickly shut the door, and was super thankful I had a warm bath in my future.
Knowing that my mom and kids were at my grandma's house, I decided to strip down in the garage before going into the house for my bath. After all, everything I had on--from my hat to my softball shoes--was wet. Once completely in my birthday suit, I headed for the door into the house.
I tried to turn the door knob...
It was locked.
Oh my goodness. Now what?
There I stood--a stinky, wet, NAKED mess.
Ok, don't panic. There's always a plan B, right?
I called Mom, who happened to have my spare house key, and tried to work out a plan for her to drive back over. She was in her camero, so it was questionable whether or not she could even make it down the flooded Amarillo streets.
Sheesh.
At least she was willing to attempt the drive. After all, her only daughter was standing naked in a garage while a torrential downpour was still going on outside. It wasn't like I could just get back in my van and drive to her.
There I sat...on the ice chest in the front of our garage...with my ipod and phone as my only company.
Did I mention I was naked?!?
Bleh.
30 minutes passed before I got a call from Mom. She couldn't make it down the flooded streets and had to go back to Grandma's.
Just peachy.
She actually had a plan C though. Dad has a big 4x4 truck, so he was going to come get her and the kids at Grandma's and then come to my casa to rescue me.
Dang.
Now I DESPERATELY needed to find something to put on.
Oh--and did I mention that I really needed to pee at this point? Well, I did. And the only bathroom was on the other side of that darn locked door.
What to do, what to do? I searched through John's tool cabinets hoping to find something I could borrow to relieve myself in. Amazingly enough, John keeps his stash of 16oz. styrofoam cups in the garage.
Bingo.
I grabbed one and let loose.
Ahhhhh, much better. Now I could wait in comfort.
Luckily, I also found an old ratty t shirt, and I was forced to put my wet shorts back on. I didn't want to scar my children for life if they happened upon me...in the garage...naked. Things were definitely looking up.
Another 25-30 minutes passed, and I heard Dad's truck pull up. I can't even tell you how happy I was to see everyone. The kids were totally freaked out by the fact that their mom had to pee in a styrofoam cup.
Oh well, it could be worse.
Right?
One nice hot bath later, I was feeling like my old self again.
~Mel
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Caroline My Sunshine
This is Caroline Sunshine (Grace) Haskell.She is my delightful little 2 year old.
She loves to dress up, have her hair fixed, wear clicky-clacks (AKA: high heeled shoes), twirl around, go to gymnastics and ballet, carry baby dolls, and read.
Caroline is very independent. In fact, she doesn't let me do much for her anymore.
The potty training phase is now complete, and she has been accident free for over a week. That makes this momma sooooooo happy.
She may be a bit ornery, but I love her to pieces anyway.
Even when she runs with safety scissors.
And uses my stamps and ink pads to decorate her arms and legs.
Caroline is a master bug killer. In the past 2 days, she's used several wads of toilet paper to smash little crickets, ants, and moths. She's so kind---she takes the dead critters and makes sure Caitlin sees them before she throws them away. I'm sure Caitlin thanks her for that generous act.
She can count to 10, say just about anything she wants, and use a computer mouse. It's unfortunate that she figured out the computer mouse.
Somehow my programs and open documents are "mysteriously" disappearing and being altered without my knowledge. Nice.
And finally, Caroline has an appetite like no other. For instance, at Mimi & Pappaw's house, she ate 1 serving of pork chops, 3 servings of mixed fruit, 1 serving of peas, 3 servings of mac & cheese, a small bowl of jello w/marshmallows, and 1/2 of a Hershey bar. She was SO FULL that we had to let out the high chair tray--it was squashing her huge belly. I call her my "built in portion control monitor" because she eats the majority of my food before I get to it. That way I keep my portions small. :)
I love my sweet Caroline anyway.
~Mel
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Summertime
I love summer. For us, it means the water park is open, all 3 kids are home, and we really don't have a schedule.
I find myself being annoyed with summer because we don't have a schedule.
Truly, it's a love/hate relationship.
I am a woman of structure (no, not like Kate Gosselin, but similar), so any time we are left to our own means without something to do it gets on my nerves. Like anyone, I enjoy my time of just chillin' and relaxin', but I do like to have something to look forward to on a daily basis.
That all being said, I'm trying harder this summer to have something that resembles a schedule. We have certain times of the day for tv watching (VERY little though), imagination games, outside play, water park attending, gym time, etc. That way the kids don't drive me crazy and I don't drive them crazy.
So far so good. I am totally enjoying my time with my babies, and I know school is just around the corner again. This year will be so weird--Christian starts kindergarten, thus leaving me with just one sweet baby at home. *deep sigh* I'm not ready for that yet.
I digress....
John has been gone a lot already, and I'm trying my best to prepare to be a single mom for 10 weeks. Not that it's that difficult---after all, some women do it ALL THE TIME.
I haven't ever done it though.
We've done some traveling and actually have more planned, but until then it's the same song with a different verse everyday.
Father's Day was great. The best part about it this year is that I still have my dad. He had a mild heart attack a week ago, and he spent several days in the hospital. Thankfully he has no permanent damage! I was and am just totally thankful that he is doing well now. Coincidentally, the doctor let him out of the hospital on Father's Day.
John had a good Father's Day too, I think. We took him out to eat, and then we went to the park and tried out the kids' new kites (thanks Grandma & Grandpa Haskell!). I will post some pics from the park later. For some reason, blogger is kicking me off every time I try to upload them. Bummer!
Enjoy your summer---it goes by fast!
~Mel
I find myself being annoyed with summer because we don't have a schedule.
Truly, it's a love/hate relationship.
I am a woman of structure (no, not like Kate Gosselin, but similar), so any time we are left to our own means without something to do it gets on my nerves. Like anyone, I enjoy my time of just chillin' and relaxin', but I do like to have something to look forward to on a daily basis.
That all being said, I'm trying harder this summer to have something that resembles a schedule. We have certain times of the day for tv watching (VERY little though), imagination games, outside play, water park attending, gym time, etc. That way the kids don't drive me crazy and I don't drive them crazy.
So far so good. I am totally enjoying my time with my babies, and I know school is just around the corner again. This year will be so weird--Christian starts kindergarten, thus leaving me with just one sweet baby at home. *deep sigh* I'm not ready for that yet.
I digress....
John has been gone a lot already, and I'm trying my best to prepare to be a single mom for 10 weeks. Not that it's that difficult---after all, some women do it ALL THE TIME.
I haven't ever done it though.
We've done some traveling and actually have more planned, but until then it's the same song with a different verse everyday.
Father's Day was great. The best part about it this year is that I still have my dad. He had a mild heart attack a week ago, and he spent several days in the hospital. Thankfully he has no permanent damage! I was and am just totally thankful that he is doing well now. Coincidentally, the doctor let him out of the hospital on Father's Day.
John had a good Father's Day too, I think. We took him out to eat, and then we went to the park and tried out the kids' new kites (thanks Grandma & Grandpa Haskell!). I will post some pics from the park later. For some reason, blogger is kicking me off every time I try to upload them. Bummer!
Enjoy your summer---it goes by fast!
~Mel
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Wordless Wednesday (Almost)
Notice the slight green tint? These are Saturday Spinach and Sour Cream Pancakes. They rock.
Monday, June 15, 2009
1st Weekend of Drill
John attended his 1st weekend of drill for the Army National Guard. He left super early on Saturday and got home Sunday evening. It was nice because he could call on his cell when he wasn't busy--it was just as if he was out at Pantex. He rode in a passenger van with about 5 other guys down to Lubbock to their training facility. He got to do PT (physical training), marching, drills, etc. He actually had a really good time!
I had to laugh when he called from the motel on Saturday night. Apparently the military doesn't give you 4 star accomodations--the Motel 6 was a bit scary. His main complaints were that the bar of soap was tiny, there was no shampoo, the beds were "iffy" so he chose not to sleep under the covers, and there were about 4 locks on the door. Haha! At least he didn't have to sleep in a ditch somewhere, right? :0)
All in all, I think it was a great experience. He has 1 more drill weekend in July and then off to basic in August. He gets to borrow his ACU's (the uniform below) until he gets his own down in Ft. Jackson.
As for me---I didn't have such a super swell weekend alone. Not only was my hubby out of town, but my parents were too. Usually they are my backup if anything goes crazy while John's gone.
And of course, what weekend alone would be complete without a few "mishaps?"
Jeez.
Saturday:
I got everyone dressed and ready to head to the gym. I decided to take the VW Passat (John had the Bronco) instead of my van, just to shake things up a bit. I got in, turned the key, and all of the dash lights flashed---nothing worked---battery was dead.
Great.
I made everyone get out and get in the minivan. There was no cause for concern since I had another vehicle, and I knew John could fix the battery situation when he got home.
It was too overcast and rainy to head to Splash, so we just hung out here. Fun times.
Sunday:
Got everyone dressed and ready to go grocery shopping mid-morning. It was looking rainy again too. Bleh. I put Caroline in the van and pushed the garage door opener button....it tried to go up and then fell back down. What??? I tried again...nothing.
I had to pull the emergency cord, get Caitlin to help me hoist the door up, and then try to find a clever way to keep it up---the spring was broken. THANKFULLY the neighbor behind us heard the commotion and came to help. He held the door up while I backed the minivan out, closed it for me, and then recommended I call a garage door company to fix the broken spring.
Yeah, I'll get to that...or I'll wait until the hubby comes home. I thanked him for the help and drove off.
Grocery shopping went fine until it began to pour rain. Uggggg.
Since I now had to park outside, I got drenched carrying the groceries in.
Obviously Splash was out of the question again. Super fun times.
One more thing: I volunteered to take care of my parents' poodle (Napoleon) and cat (Whiskey), which consisted of letting the dog out twice on Sunday and making sure both animals had food/water.
Simple, right? Not.
Apparently Napoleon has something against me. I think he associates me with 3 small children that give him heck when we visit Mimi and Pappaw. On the first visit of the day, I tried everything in the world to get that dog to go outside. He backed himself in the very back of his portable kennel, and wouldn't even come out when I turned it upside down and shook it. How he stayed up in there is beyond me. After about 15 minutes of "conversation" with him--that might have involved a broom--he went outside, did his business, and was happy as a lark.
I came back that evening to let him out one final time. He sat on the couch and watched me enter the house. As soon as I got near him, he bolted for the spare bedroom and got up under the bed. He WOULD NOT come out. I got the above said broom again, and he ran like lightning to my parents' room and went...you guessed it...under the bed.
Arggggg.
After running out of ideas and breath from chasing him from one end of the house to another several times, I called the 'rents. Mom clued me in on tricking him into thinking he was going outside to get the newspaper. It worked like a charm. Wish I woulda had that little nugget of information the 1st time. *deep sigh*
I think that if Napoleon could have kicked me in the rear on the way out, he would have. He's a cutey bug, but he certainly doesn't care much for his big sister Melissa. :0)
I have never been so glad to see John come home--even if he was only gone for a day and a half. It certainly felt like 10 days in my book. :0)
Can you tell I'm super pumped for the 10 weeks starting in August?!?
Just kidding.
But really....
~Mel
I had to laugh when he called from the motel on Saturday night. Apparently the military doesn't give you 4 star accomodations--the Motel 6 was a bit scary. His main complaints were that the bar of soap was tiny, there was no shampoo, the beds were "iffy" so he chose not to sleep under the covers, and there were about 4 locks on the door. Haha! At least he didn't have to sleep in a ditch somewhere, right? :0)
All in all, I think it was a great experience. He has 1 more drill weekend in July and then off to basic in August. He gets to borrow his ACU's (the uniform below) until he gets his own down in Ft. Jackson.
As for me---I didn't have such a super swell weekend alone. Not only was my hubby out of town, but my parents were too. Usually they are my backup if anything goes crazy while John's gone.
And of course, what weekend alone would be complete without a few "mishaps?"
Jeez.
Saturday:
I got everyone dressed and ready to head to the gym. I decided to take the VW Passat (John had the Bronco) instead of my van, just to shake things up a bit. I got in, turned the key, and all of the dash lights flashed---nothing worked---battery was dead.
Great.
I made everyone get out and get in the minivan. There was no cause for concern since I had another vehicle, and I knew John could fix the battery situation when he got home.
It was too overcast and rainy to head to Splash, so we just hung out here. Fun times.
Sunday:
Got everyone dressed and ready to go grocery shopping mid-morning. It was looking rainy again too. Bleh. I put Caroline in the van and pushed the garage door opener button....it tried to go up and then fell back down. What??? I tried again...nothing.
I had to pull the emergency cord, get Caitlin to help me hoist the door up, and then try to find a clever way to keep it up---the spring was broken. THANKFULLY the neighbor behind us heard the commotion and came to help. He held the door up while I backed the minivan out, closed it for me, and then recommended I call a garage door company to fix the broken spring.
Yeah, I'll get to that...or I'll wait until the hubby comes home. I thanked him for the help and drove off.
Grocery shopping went fine until it began to pour rain. Uggggg.
Since I now had to park outside, I got drenched carrying the groceries in.
Obviously Splash was out of the question again. Super fun times.
One more thing: I volunteered to take care of my parents' poodle (Napoleon) and cat (Whiskey), which consisted of letting the dog out twice on Sunday and making sure both animals had food/water.
Simple, right? Not.
Apparently Napoleon has something against me. I think he associates me with 3 small children that give him heck when we visit Mimi and Pappaw. On the first visit of the day, I tried everything in the world to get that dog to go outside. He backed himself in the very back of his portable kennel, and wouldn't even come out when I turned it upside down and shook it. How he stayed up in there is beyond me. After about 15 minutes of "conversation" with him--that might have involved a broom--he went outside, did his business, and was happy as a lark.
I came back that evening to let him out one final time. He sat on the couch and watched me enter the house. As soon as I got near him, he bolted for the spare bedroom and got up under the bed. He WOULD NOT come out. I got the above said broom again, and he ran like lightning to my parents' room and went...you guessed it...under the bed.
Arggggg.
After running out of ideas and breath from chasing him from one end of the house to another several times, I called the 'rents. Mom clued me in on tricking him into thinking he was going outside to get the newspaper. It worked like a charm. Wish I woulda had that little nugget of information the 1st time. *deep sigh*
I think that if Napoleon could have kicked me in the rear on the way out, he would have. He's a cutey bug, but he certainly doesn't care much for his big sister Melissa. :0)
I have never been so glad to see John come home--even if he was only gone for a day and a half. It certainly felt like 10 days in my book. :0)
Can you tell I'm super pumped for the 10 weeks starting in August?!?
Just kidding.
But really....
~Mel
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
What I've Learned
Since receiving many calls/emails about my last post (Earth Momma), I've decided to go into a bit more detail in a new post.
If you already know all of this and you are now rolling your eyes in boredom, please feel free to come back in a day or two--I'm sure I'll have a new post to read. :)
Let's take this all one subject at a time, shall we? Also, PLEASE feel free to comment with anything I've missed or tidbits of info that you'd like to share with me and the rest of my blogger friends. That would make it that much more fun!
__________________________________________
Subject #1: Natural Cleaning Products
John and I have always cleaned with they typical products you find on the grocery store shelves. We haven't ventured much past that, simply because we believed that if it didn't stink up the house with that "freshly cleaned and sanitized" smell, then things were not truly clean.
Let me say that I do, in fact, get a ton of my ideas and suggestions from MckMama (www.mycharmingkids.net), and then I build on them. I know she recently posted about using vinegar and such to clean with, but we haven't gone that far. I simply purchased Clorox's natural cleaning line called Clorox Greenworks. I've found them to do an excellent job without the harsh chemical smell and bad ingredients. Like I've said before, I'm not going 100% green or anything like that--simply changing what I feel compelled to change.
And I was tired of almost passing out from fumes when I clean the bathtubs.
The same should be for you.
__________________________________________
Subject #2: Natural/Organic Shampoo, Lotions, Soaps, Etc.
Ok, so for this subject, I'm going to give you some websites so you can see what I buy. I've been very frustrated for a long time with how much *crap* there is in the stuff we wash our bodies with. Yuck! Of course you can read many, many articles on how the aluminum in deodorants may be a factor in breast cancer, or how parabens and formaldehyde are in all body washes, soaps, lotions, etc and are causing cancer and aging skin. I knew all of that information, but I didn't really care so much---that is, until I started having acne problems again, and my son got dry patches and rashes on his bottom and thighs that weren't going away. I began looking into more natural choices for the above, and I've found that products containing goat milk are at the top of my list of recommendations.
Here is the website for the goat milk soap we use: www.goatmilkstuff.com
I'm currently working on finding a new seller of the goat milk lotion, so I'll post that when I have a link. You can always Google it and find millions of sites that sell it. Or go to Etsy.com and do a search on all natural or organic goat milk lotion. My main stipulation for buying on Etsy.com is that the seller lists ALL ingredients in their soaps/lotions. That way I know it's all natural (or organic) and the seller actually made it.
I have been using Desert Essence Thoroughly Clean Face Wash with Tea Tree Oil for about 2 months now and have seen a huge improvement in my skin. That paired with Burt's Bees Acne Stick....they work wonderfully together. That's why I said I smell like licorice and tea tree oil at night. Not the best smell in the world, but worth their weight in gold. Neither one contains harmful chemicals or additives. The shampoo I'm using is simply an all natural shampoo with tea tree oil that's good for dry scalps. I was using the popular dandruff shampoo, but it was doing nothing and was full of *crap* I didn't need. There are many shampoo choices at Natural Grocers and Drug Emporium, and I usually go with what's in the mid-price range.
I can tell you now that if I paid $15.00+ for a bottle of shampoo, John would certainly kill me. All of this is on a budget, mind you.
_______________________________________________
Subject #3: Supplements
As most of you know, John and I are supplement junkies. We love trying new ones and find that our performance in daily life, as well as at the gym, is improved by using them. Of course, with anything you must be careful of what's in them. Not that a whole lot of the supplements we use are all natural or organic by any stretch of the imagination....we simply are picky about where we purchase them. We shop at Innovative Nutrition (in the shopping center at 45th and Coulter) for supplements. The main reason we go there is because the owners of the store actually manufacture a line of supplements called Rockhard Formulations. That way we know exactly what's in the stuff we take. Of course there are plenty of reputable companies out there that are great choices, so don't feel like I'm downing any of you for any products you take. This is just what works for us. As for the kids' vitamins and such---we choose vegetarian, gluten free, all natural vitamins from Natural Grocers or Drug Emporium. We also choose to stay far away from Red 40 (a common dye used in drinks/foods/etc). I have seen the research on Red 40 and what it does to children, and I've definitely seen a behavioral change (for the better, of course) in my own children since cutting it out.
**Side note: if you don't know about "gluten free" stuff and the controversy behind it, Google it sometime. It's an interesting read and good knowledge. We find ourselves eating more gluten free products, but we aren't fanatics about it at all.**
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Subject #4: Foods
I saved this subject for last, simply because it's the one I have the most to say about. :)
John has forever been on the Atkins Diet (since age 13 I think), and he comes off of it occasionally--like when we have a special night out or we go on vacation. Otherwise, he's very strict. The children and I do not follow that diet though. I want the 3 C's to love all foods, but know how to choose the right sized portions of them. I have found, though, that they do favor bacon, eggs, tuna, cheese---things that their daddy eats on a daily basis.
Oh well. Can't say I'm not trying!
Anywho, I came to a point about 6 months ago where I was miserable with our eating habits. Dinner usually consisted of something I could microwave (like chicken nuggets) or take out. Unfortunately, we had become dine-out-aholics. I have never hidden the fact that I don't really know how to cook, although I'm coming to the realization that I just didn't WANT to know how to cook.
Amazing revelation, I know.
I began to see weight gain, bloating, fatigue, and just all over "bleh" feelings that I didn't like. Our children were not being properly nourished, and I began to feel very guilty.
Reading MckMama's blog opened my eyes. I found that by changing the small things, I was going to ultimately someday change it all.
I started with buying better produce and more of it. My 3 C's discovered a big love for apples, oranges, bananas, melons, grapes, etc. I decided to be a bit more picky about where I got my produce--I now buy it ALL at Natural Grocers, but I hear United has good stuff too--and I am trying to incorporate at least 1 fruit into every meal. No more canned fruit--I either serve it fresh or the organic frozen stuff. YUM!
Gradually my children gave in to my changes, and they are waaaaaaaay less picky than they were even 6 months ago. It's great!
I now only serve organic fruits/veggies, milk, bread, cereal or snack bars, nuts, yogurts, garbanzo beans, oatmeals, and such. Like I've mentioned before, oatmeal has become a huge staple around here. I bought a tiny crockpot and put the makings for oatmeal in it at nighttime, so that when we wake up it's ready. No more packets of sugary oatmeal for us....and let me say that took some getting used to. Also, MckMama's famous MckPancakes totally rock!! If you haven't tried them, here is the link for the recipe:
http://www.mycharmingkids.net/search?q=mckpancakes
Another love of mine is organic no stir peanut butter and almond butter (Maranatha brand, if you were curious). They taste SO MUCH BETTER than your average peanut butter, but of course you must refrigerate them. Caitlin says she can tell a taste difference too, which that speaks volumes to me. You can buy this brand of organic peanut butter and almond butter at Wal-Mart, and it's generally cheaper there.
I will reference MckMama again here by saying that she has a great Nut Butter recipe for those who want to make your own:
http://www.mycharmingkids.net/search?q=nut+butter
If you search the My Charming Kids blog, you will find tons of great recipe ideas. She's the top dog when it comes to eating natural.
I do plan on making my own bread soon, simply because I can control what's in it--and it will save me some money. A friend of mine, Kari G. (her blog name is By George), wrote a post a year or so ago about how she began making her own bread. Here is the recipe she linked to:
http://suzannemcminn.com/blog/2007/12/19/grandmother-bread/
If you have a bread recipe you'd like to share with me, please comment!
Agave Nectar---it's sooooo delicious! I have begun using it in everything, and I find any excuse possible to pour it on top of foods. We now use it instead of honey or maple syrup. It's got a unique flavor, and my children are crazy about it. I've never seen it at regular stores like Wal-Mart, but you can get it at the other stores mentioned above.
Flaxseed Meal--again, I use it like crazy. It's the best thing to keep you regular, and the children never know when I've snuck it into their food. It gives a good nutty flavor to oatmeal, pancakes, and yogurt.
Flax Oil---if I'm not using flaxseed meal, I use this. Just a little goes a long way!
When I did my "big spice cabinet clean out of 2009," I ended up throwing away tons of spices and baking goods. When I had to re-buy them, I chose all natural alternatives.
**Another side note--please keep in mind that totally switching over to all natural and organic was NOT an overnight thing, but rather a process that took me 6 months. Time will vary for each person, but just don't feel doomed from the beginning. Change takes time, but it's good!**
John still buys meat at Wal-Mart, but he had incorporated more natural forms, like buffalo and naturally fed beef. There really is a taste difference--I swear! Then there's the deer meat we eat on from time to time--of course it's all natural--it's the product of John's hunting skills. :) He is also still working on the plans for a chicken house so we can have fresh eggs. As for now, we buy eggs that are natural and from local people.
I'm not trying to say that EVERYTHING we eat or drink is "all natural" or "organic" because it certainly is not. I like the occasional Crystal Light drink packet in my water, the kids still drink Capri Sun Roaring Waters juice boxes, and there's even a box of Kraft Mac-n-cheese still in my pantry.
What I AM saying is that my desire is to eat better and feel better. John and I decided to only drink a soda when we dine out, and that's been a huge hurdle for me. I was drinking probably 2-3 sodas A DAY, folks, so surely you can imagine what that did to me for the first few days. Now that I consume only water, I am feeling amazing. My skin is getting healthier, and I have more energy.
Now John and I do love our energy drinks here and there, but that will be a different post....soon.
I really wish that organic and all natural items were as cheap as the *crap* is, but I guess we must sacrifice for now. I have learned to shop sale ads, clip coupons, and make 2 separate shopping lists: 1 for Natural Grocers and 1 for Wal-Mart. That way I know what I need and I'm not buying out of on-the-spot-desire. Also, as it pertains to portions, I am learning how to control that better. I always keep this saying in mind:
I EAT TO LIVE---I DON'T LIVE TO EAT.
John and I also keep careful track of calories, fat content, carbs, and such by using a website called: FIT DAY (www.fitday.com). Create a free account and start logging everything you put into your mouth. You'll be amazed!
Even if you personally decide to start incorporating more fresh items into your diet, you will definitely feel a difference.
Each family/individual is unique. I could never tell you that what works for the Haskell family will certainly work for you. It's all about balance and personal needs. Above all, just READ LABELS. As long as I'm okay with the contents, then that's all that matters. It doesn't have to be something purchased in a high end store for it to be healthy either. Do you own research and shop around. Don't be afraid of new stores or ideas.
I find it fun and a challenge to shop now, and I want to encourage you to do the same!
I may even do some cooking. *gasp*
And look into reusable grocery sacks. They're great.
~Mel
If you already know all of this and you are now rolling your eyes in boredom, please feel free to come back in a day or two--I'm sure I'll have a new post to read. :)
Let's take this all one subject at a time, shall we? Also, PLEASE feel free to comment with anything I've missed or tidbits of info that you'd like to share with me and the rest of my blogger friends. That would make it that much more fun!
__________________________________________
Subject #1: Natural Cleaning Products
John and I have always cleaned with they typical products you find on the grocery store shelves. We haven't ventured much past that, simply because we believed that if it didn't stink up the house with that "freshly cleaned and sanitized" smell, then things were not truly clean.
Let me say that I do, in fact, get a ton of my ideas and suggestions from MckMama (www.mycharmingkids.net), and then I build on them. I know she recently posted about using vinegar and such to clean with, but we haven't gone that far. I simply purchased Clorox's natural cleaning line called Clorox Greenworks. I've found them to do an excellent job without the harsh chemical smell and bad ingredients. Like I've said before, I'm not going 100% green or anything like that--simply changing what I feel compelled to change.
And I was tired of almost passing out from fumes when I clean the bathtubs.
The same should be for you.
__________________________________________
Subject #2: Natural/Organic Shampoo, Lotions, Soaps, Etc.
Ok, so for this subject, I'm going to give you some websites so you can see what I buy. I've been very frustrated for a long time with how much *crap* there is in the stuff we wash our bodies with. Yuck! Of course you can read many, many articles on how the aluminum in deodorants may be a factor in breast cancer, or how parabens and formaldehyde are in all body washes, soaps, lotions, etc and are causing cancer and aging skin. I knew all of that information, but I didn't really care so much---that is, until I started having acne problems again, and my son got dry patches and rashes on his bottom and thighs that weren't going away. I began looking into more natural choices for the above, and I've found that products containing goat milk are at the top of my list of recommendations.
Here is the website for the goat milk soap we use: www.goatmilkstuff.com
I'm currently working on finding a new seller of the goat milk lotion, so I'll post that when I have a link. You can always Google it and find millions of sites that sell it. Or go to Etsy.com and do a search on all natural or organic goat milk lotion. My main stipulation for buying on Etsy.com is that the seller lists ALL ingredients in their soaps/lotions. That way I know it's all natural (or organic) and the seller actually made it.
I have been using Desert Essence Thoroughly Clean Face Wash with Tea Tree Oil for about 2 months now and have seen a huge improvement in my skin. That paired with Burt's Bees Acne Stick....they work wonderfully together. That's why I said I smell like licorice and tea tree oil at night. Not the best smell in the world, but worth their weight in gold. Neither one contains harmful chemicals or additives. The shampoo I'm using is simply an all natural shampoo with tea tree oil that's good for dry scalps. I was using the popular dandruff shampoo, but it was doing nothing and was full of *crap* I didn't need. There are many shampoo choices at Natural Grocers and Drug Emporium, and I usually go with what's in the mid-price range.
I can tell you now that if I paid $15.00+ for a bottle of shampoo, John would certainly kill me. All of this is on a budget, mind you.
_______________________________________________
Subject #3: Supplements
As most of you know, John and I are supplement junkies. We love trying new ones and find that our performance in daily life, as well as at the gym, is improved by using them. Of course, with anything you must be careful of what's in them. Not that a whole lot of the supplements we use are all natural or organic by any stretch of the imagination....we simply are picky about where we purchase them. We shop at Innovative Nutrition (in the shopping center at 45th and Coulter) for supplements. The main reason we go there is because the owners of the store actually manufacture a line of supplements called Rockhard Formulations. That way we know exactly what's in the stuff we take. Of course there are plenty of reputable companies out there that are great choices, so don't feel like I'm downing any of you for any products you take. This is just what works for us. As for the kids' vitamins and such---we choose vegetarian, gluten free, all natural vitamins from Natural Grocers or Drug Emporium. We also choose to stay far away from Red 40 (a common dye used in drinks/foods/etc). I have seen the research on Red 40 and what it does to children, and I've definitely seen a behavioral change (for the better, of course) in my own children since cutting it out.
**Side note: if you don't know about "gluten free" stuff and the controversy behind it, Google it sometime. It's an interesting read and good knowledge. We find ourselves eating more gluten free products, but we aren't fanatics about it at all.**
__________________________________________________
Subject #4: Foods
I saved this subject for last, simply because it's the one I have the most to say about. :)
John has forever been on the Atkins Diet (since age 13 I think), and he comes off of it occasionally--like when we have a special night out or we go on vacation. Otherwise, he's very strict. The children and I do not follow that diet though. I want the 3 C's to love all foods, but know how to choose the right sized portions of them. I have found, though, that they do favor bacon, eggs, tuna, cheese---things that their daddy eats on a daily basis.
Oh well. Can't say I'm not trying!
Anywho, I came to a point about 6 months ago where I was miserable with our eating habits. Dinner usually consisted of something I could microwave (like chicken nuggets) or take out. Unfortunately, we had become dine-out-aholics. I have never hidden the fact that I don't really know how to cook, although I'm coming to the realization that I just didn't WANT to know how to cook.
Amazing revelation, I know.
I began to see weight gain, bloating, fatigue, and just all over "bleh" feelings that I didn't like. Our children were not being properly nourished, and I began to feel very guilty.
Reading MckMama's blog opened my eyes. I found that by changing the small things, I was going to ultimately someday change it all.
I started with buying better produce and more of it. My 3 C's discovered a big love for apples, oranges, bananas, melons, grapes, etc. I decided to be a bit more picky about where I got my produce--I now buy it ALL at Natural Grocers, but I hear United has good stuff too--and I am trying to incorporate at least 1 fruit into every meal. No more canned fruit--I either serve it fresh or the organic frozen stuff. YUM!
Gradually my children gave in to my changes, and they are waaaaaaaay less picky than they were even 6 months ago. It's great!
I now only serve organic fruits/veggies, milk, bread, cereal or snack bars, nuts, yogurts, garbanzo beans, oatmeals, and such. Like I've mentioned before, oatmeal has become a huge staple around here. I bought a tiny crockpot and put the makings for oatmeal in it at nighttime, so that when we wake up it's ready. No more packets of sugary oatmeal for us....and let me say that took some getting used to. Also, MckMama's famous MckPancakes totally rock!! If you haven't tried them, here is the link for the recipe:
http://www.mycharmingkids.net/search?q=mckpancakes
Another love of mine is organic no stir peanut butter and almond butter (Maranatha brand, if you were curious). They taste SO MUCH BETTER than your average peanut butter, but of course you must refrigerate them. Caitlin says she can tell a taste difference too, which that speaks volumes to me. You can buy this brand of organic peanut butter and almond butter at Wal-Mart, and it's generally cheaper there.
I will reference MckMama again here by saying that she has a great Nut Butter recipe for those who want to make your own:
http://www.mycharmingkids.net/search?q=nut+butter
If you search the My Charming Kids blog, you will find tons of great recipe ideas. She's the top dog when it comes to eating natural.
I do plan on making my own bread soon, simply because I can control what's in it--and it will save me some money. A friend of mine, Kari G. (her blog name is By George), wrote a post a year or so ago about how she began making her own bread. Here is the recipe she linked to:
http://suzannemcminn.com/blog/2007/12/19/grandmother-bread/
If you have a bread recipe you'd like to share with me, please comment!
Agave Nectar---it's sooooo delicious! I have begun using it in everything, and I find any excuse possible to pour it on top of foods. We now use it instead of honey or maple syrup. It's got a unique flavor, and my children are crazy about it. I've never seen it at regular stores like Wal-Mart, but you can get it at the other stores mentioned above.
Flaxseed Meal--again, I use it like crazy. It's the best thing to keep you regular, and the children never know when I've snuck it into their food. It gives a good nutty flavor to oatmeal, pancakes, and yogurt.
Flax Oil---if I'm not using flaxseed meal, I use this. Just a little goes a long way!
When I did my "big spice cabinet clean out of 2009," I ended up throwing away tons of spices and baking goods. When I had to re-buy them, I chose all natural alternatives.
**Another side note--please keep in mind that totally switching over to all natural and organic was NOT an overnight thing, but rather a process that took me 6 months. Time will vary for each person, but just don't feel doomed from the beginning. Change takes time, but it's good!**
John still buys meat at Wal-Mart, but he had incorporated more natural forms, like buffalo and naturally fed beef. There really is a taste difference--I swear! Then there's the deer meat we eat on from time to time--of course it's all natural--it's the product of John's hunting skills. :) He is also still working on the plans for a chicken house so we can have fresh eggs. As for now, we buy eggs that are natural and from local people.
I'm not trying to say that EVERYTHING we eat or drink is "all natural" or "organic" because it certainly is not. I like the occasional Crystal Light drink packet in my water, the kids still drink Capri Sun Roaring Waters juice boxes, and there's even a box of Kraft Mac-n-cheese still in my pantry.
What I AM saying is that my desire is to eat better and feel better. John and I decided to only drink a soda when we dine out, and that's been a huge hurdle for me. I was drinking probably 2-3 sodas A DAY, folks, so surely you can imagine what that did to me for the first few days. Now that I consume only water, I am feeling amazing. My skin is getting healthier, and I have more energy.
Now John and I do love our energy drinks here and there, but that will be a different post....soon.
I really wish that organic and all natural items were as cheap as the *crap* is, but I guess we must sacrifice for now. I have learned to shop sale ads, clip coupons, and make 2 separate shopping lists: 1 for Natural Grocers and 1 for Wal-Mart. That way I know what I need and I'm not buying out of on-the-spot-desire. Also, as it pertains to portions, I am learning how to control that better. I always keep this saying in mind:
I EAT TO LIVE---I DON'T LIVE TO EAT.
John and I also keep careful track of calories, fat content, carbs, and such by using a website called: FIT DAY (www.fitday.com). Create a free account and start logging everything you put into your mouth. You'll be amazed!
Even if you personally decide to start incorporating more fresh items into your diet, you will definitely feel a difference.
Each family/individual is unique. I could never tell you that what works for the Haskell family will certainly work for you. It's all about balance and personal needs. Above all, just READ LABELS. As long as I'm okay with the contents, then that's all that matters. It doesn't have to be something purchased in a high end store for it to be healthy either. Do you own research and shop around. Don't be afraid of new stores or ideas.
I find it fun and a challenge to shop now, and I want to encourage you to do the same!
I may even do some cooking. *gasp*
And look into reusable grocery sacks. They're great.
~Mel
Monday, June 8, 2009
Earth Momma
Ok, not really. I haven't turned into a nature-aholic, but I've certainly changed things up around here.
For starters:
I was getting quite irritated at the pantry/fridge/freezer/spice cabinet situation. They were all crammed full of---well---stuff. Really though, I had no clue how we were ever going to eat all of it, and I had to question on a daily basis if even 1/2 of what I had was still in date.
Good thing I decided to clean them out.
My gosh, I was nauseated at how much stuff was--and I kid you not here--at least 2 years out of date. HOLY COW! The spice cabinet was basically all trashed, and the pantry is quite bare now. As for the fridge...that was a beast in itself. I pulled old food out of there that had longer hair than me. Yikes!
After purging and rearranging, I decided to go shopping (totally logical, right?). I made lists this time---one for Natural Grocers where I get the majority of stuff, and then one for Wal-Mart. Let me tell you (and you probably already knew this, but bear with me), having shopping lists helped me trim about $60-80 off the bills. Why you ask? Well, because I knew exactly what I needed and there wasn't a reason to just go pull random things off of shelves thinking I was out of this or that.
I was amazed.
Anyway, I've discovered that Natural Grocers has lots of sales, so I can feed my family more natural items without overspending. If you do the calculations and research it, you can actually eat organic foods for the same price or less, depending on where you buy. I seriously believe eating organic foods is better for the body. I don't take it to extremes though, let me assure you. My kids still occasionally have juice boxes and gummy bears. :0)
We as a family agreed that we wanted to not only work out in the gym, but eat better as well. I have been so tired of being TIRED all the time. My skin was looking yucky, I had bad intestinal issues....you get the picture. Since cutting out diet sodas (except when we dine out), eating nuts/fruits/oatmeal/etc., and drinking a ton of water, I have definitely seen big changes.
I no longer accept plastic bags at the stores---we take our own reusable ones. We've started recycling and paying much more attention to what we throw out. John is even seriously considering building a chicken house so we can gather our own eggs and have a place to put our table scraps (according to friends who own chickens, they'll eat anything).
I've also started slowly replacing all of our body soaps, shampoos, lotions, deodorants, and such with natural products. I recently ordered goat milk soap---it's super!---and have been using all natural face wash and shampoo for a while now. Huge difference! I may smell like tea tree oil, licorice, and peppermint, but that's fine. They're all aphrodisiacs, right? Just ask John, for I'm sure he'd tell you the truth. Haha!
I'm not trying to become a hippie or anything like that. There are certain things in life that I'm sure I'll never change or compromise, but at least I've started somewhere. John calls me "Earth Momma" just to get a charge out of me. In fact, I'm sure he's deeply concerned that I'll soon burn my bras and make my own clothes.
Not gonna happen. Promise.
Now trying to make my own organic whole wheat bread? Definitely a possibility.
For starters:
I was getting quite irritated at the pantry/fridge/freezer/spice cabinet situation. They were all crammed full of---well---stuff. Really though, I had no clue how we were ever going to eat all of it, and I had to question on a daily basis if even 1/2 of what I had was still in date.
Good thing I decided to clean them out.
My gosh, I was nauseated at how much stuff was--and I kid you not here--at least 2 years out of date. HOLY COW! The spice cabinet was basically all trashed, and the pantry is quite bare now. As for the fridge...that was a beast in itself. I pulled old food out of there that had longer hair than me. Yikes!
After purging and rearranging, I decided to go shopping (totally logical, right?). I made lists this time---one for Natural Grocers where I get the majority of stuff, and then one for Wal-Mart. Let me tell you (and you probably already knew this, but bear with me), having shopping lists helped me trim about $60-80 off the bills. Why you ask? Well, because I knew exactly what I needed and there wasn't a reason to just go pull random things off of shelves thinking I was out of this or that.
I was amazed.
Anyway, I've discovered that Natural Grocers has lots of sales, so I can feed my family more natural items without overspending. If you do the calculations and research it, you can actually eat organic foods for the same price or less, depending on where you buy. I seriously believe eating organic foods is better for the body. I don't take it to extremes though, let me assure you. My kids still occasionally have juice boxes and gummy bears. :0)
We as a family agreed that we wanted to not only work out in the gym, but eat better as well. I have been so tired of being TIRED all the time. My skin was looking yucky, I had bad intestinal issues....you get the picture. Since cutting out diet sodas (except when we dine out), eating nuts/fruits/oatmeal/etc., and drinking a ton of water, I have definitely seen big changes.
I no longer accept plastic bags at the stores---we take our own reusable ones. We've started recycling and paying much more attention to what we throw out. John is even seriously considering building a chicken house so we can gather our own eggs and have a place to put our table scraps (according to friends who own chickens, they'll eat anything).
I've also started slowly replacing all of our body soaps, shampoos, lotions, deodorants, and such with natural products. I recently ordered goat milk soap---it's super!---and have been using all natural face wash and shampoo for a while now. Huge difference! I may smell like tea tree oil, licorice, and peppermint, but that's fine. They're all aphrodisiacs, right? Just ask John, for I'm sure he'd tell you the truth. Haha!
I'm not trying to become a hippie or anything like that. There are certain things in life that I'm sure I'll never change or compromise, but at least I've started somewhere. John calls me "Earth Momma" just to get a charge out of me. In fact, I'm sure he's deeply concerned that I'll soon burn my bras and make my own clothes.
Not gonna happen. Promise.
Now trying to make my own organic whole wheat bread? Definitely a possibility.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Yes, I'm Talking To YOU
I was reading blogs this morning when it hit me...
I would LOVE to get a comment from everyone that reads my blog!
Yes, I'm talking to YOU.
If you read my blog--whether you know me personally or not--and I have no idea you even visit here, then PLEASE come out of lurking and leave me a comment.
Even those of you who are friends/family, please feel free to comment too. I'd love to hear from you! And the comment can be about anything you want--like the weather, your personal blog, or just a virtual hug. :)
I can't wait to see the comments!
~Mel
I would LOVE to get a comment from everyone that reads my blog!
Yes, I'm talking to YOU.
If you read my blog--whether you know me personally or not--and I have no idea you even visit here, then PLEASE come out of lurking and leave me a comment.
Even those of you who are friends/family, please feel free to comment too. I'd love to hear from you! And the comment can be about anything you want--like the weather, your personal blog, or just a virtual hug. :)
I can't wait to see the comments!
~Mel
Monday, June 1, 2009
I Love It When...
~My darling husband tells me that he's never cared for short hair or bangs on me. Thanks honey--at least you waited until AFTER I cut it off and got bangs to tell me how you really feel. That's ok...I love you to the moon and back anyway. :)
~My smallest and most ornery C decides to pour out an entire new bottle of agave nectar on top of my kitchen island. Thank goodness I had a back up bottle and a huge amount of paper towels. Sheesh.
~I decide to quickly shave my legs...only below the knees...with no shaving cream and on dry skin...right before heading to a chiropractor appointment just in case the chiropractor grabs me by the calves/ankles to check alignment...and I end up with razor burn that literally BURNS all day long.
Smart, I know.
~I stay up until 1am watching Fox News and waiting on my grape crops to finish growing on Facebook's Farm Town so I can harvest them before they spoil. No, it's not an addiction---it's a past time. Promise.
~Moths come out of nowhere and attack me. Totally awesome, especially at night in my kitchen.
~My eyebrows grow at an astronomical rate and I can't control them. Oh, and then there was the "incident" with Nair. NEVER...I repeat...NEVER use facial Nair, no matter how attractive and easy it might look. Not worth the burning and itching. And it doesn't do a thing on my thick, bushy, out-of-control eyebrows. It just may be time to call a professional on this one.
~Mel
~My smallest and most ornery C decides to pour out an entire new bottle of agave nectar on top of my kitchen island. Thank goodness I had a back up bottle and a huge amount of paper towels. Sheesh.
~I decide to quickly shave my legs...only below the knees...with no shaving cream and on dry skin...right before heading to a chiropractor appointment just in case the chiropractor grabs me by the calves/ankles to check alignment...and I end up with razor burn that literally BURNS all day long.
Smart, I know.
~I stay up until 1am watching Fox News and waiting on my grape crops to finish growing on Facebook's Farm Town so I can harvest them before they spoil. No, it's not an addiction---it's a past time. Promise.
~Moths come out of nowhere and attack me. Totally awesome, especially at night in my kitchen.
~My eyebrows grow at an astronomical rate and I can't control them. Oh, and then there was the "incident" with Nair. NEVER...I repeat...NEVER use facial Nair, no matter how attractive and easy it might look. Not worth the burning and itching. And it doesn't do a thing on my thick, bushy, out-of-control eyebrows. It just may be time to call a professional on this one.
~Mel
Friday, May 29, 2009
A Post With No Title
Today was Caitlin's last day of school. Man, am I relieved--I no longer have to drive clear across town 2 times a day to take her to and pick her up from school. As most of you know, we chose to put her in Belmar Elementary this year, simply because we had a contract on a house in the Belmar area in August of 2008. Thinking we'd go ahead and get her started in the school near the house that was soon to be ours, we chose to take her out of the district we are currently in. Needless to say, that contract fell through and we've been stuck driving back and forth to Belmar ever since.
*deep sigh*
This next year, however, Caitlin and Christian (seriously, I can't believe my sweet boy is going to start kindergarten!!) will hopefully be attending a brand new school in CISD. I am fairly certain the new school will be finished by the end of August, but I don't want to count my chickens before they hatch. It will just be awesome to drive .5 miles to their school--and did I mention I can see it from our front porch?
Yay!
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In other news, we had a great Memorial Day weekend. John was off for the majority of it, and we enjoyed a nice afternoon at Medi Park lake. We packed a super yummy picnic lunch--thanks to Mimi, Pappaw, and Grandma Duke--and had a great time feeding the ducks and fishing. Caitlin was the only one to catch a fish, and she was so proud!
It was Christian's weekend to spend the night with Mimi and Pappaw, and while he was there, he discovered his inner super hero. Can we say Captain Underpants? :)
All 3 C's also found a love of all things slimy and disgusting--AKA: snails. Ewwwww. Mimi referred to is as the Great Snail Roundup of 2009. No matter what you call it, I call it amazingly nasty.
Momma definitely does NOT have a love of snails. Plain and simple.
Bleh.
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And finally, I am sad to say that I will no longer be drinking Red Bull.
Yes, yes....I know some of you are laughing right now, but it's totally true. I just can't. Not after hearing a news report on Air 1 the other morning while driving Caitlin to school.
Apparently Red Bull was tested (in some other state, but I'm not taking chances) and found to contain traces of cocaine.
Seriously. It's a tragedy for me. Ahhhhh, how I've loved Red Bull.
No more hyperactivity---you're welcome Misty. :)
~Mel
*deep sigh*
This next year, however, Caitlin and Christian (seriously, I can't believe my sweet boy is going to start kindergarten!!) will hopefully be attending a brand new school in CISD. I am fairly certain the new school will be finished by the end of August, but I don't want to count my chickens before they hatch. It will just be awesome to drive .5 miles to their school--and did I mention I can see it from our front porch?
Yay!
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In other news, we had a great Memorial Day weekend. John was off for the majority of it, and we enjoyed a nice afternoon at Medi Park lake. We packed a super yummy picnic lunch--thanks to Mimi, Pappaw, and Grandma Duke--and had a great time feeding the ducks and fishing. Caitlin was the only one to catch a fish, and she was so proud!
It was Christian's weekend to spend the night with Mimi and Pappaw, and while he was there, he discovered his inner super hero. Can we say Captain Underpants? :)
All 3 C's also found a love of all things slimy and disgusting--AKA: snails. Ewwwww. Mimi referred to is as the Great Snail Roundup of 2009. No matter what you call it, I call it amazingly nasty.Momma definitely does NOT have a love of snails. Plain and simple.
Bleh.
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And finally, I am sad to say that I will no longer be drinking Red Bull.
Yes, yes....I know some of you are laughing right now, but it's totally true. I just can't. Not after hearing a news report on Air 1 the other morning while driving Caitlin to school.Apparently Red Bull was tested (in some other state, but I'm not taking chances) and found to contain traces of cocaine.
Seriously. It's a tragedy for me. Ahhhhh, how I've loved Red Bull.
No more hyperactivity---you're welcome Misty. :)
~Mel
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Deal Or No Deal
Ok, so the title of this post has absolutely nothing to do with what's going to be written...just thought I'd throw you all off. Deal or No Deal is actually what I'm watching right now.
Haha
Dorky, I know. I totally agree.
Anywho...
This post has a lot of randomness in store, so buckle your seatbelts and hold on tight.
First of all, I got to do something the other day that I haven't EVER done. I took Caitlin, my sweet and sassy 10 year old, out on a mommy/daughter date. It's been a long time coming (I just hate it that this is our 1st, but with 2 smaller kids it's been hard to just get us alone and out of the house). We went to the mall, shopped around in Justice, and found some cute clothes for her. She also helped me pick out a ton of stuff at Bath and Body Works. Man, I am so totally in love with that place--everything smells SO GOOD.
*Can I just insert here that the clothing choices for today's tweens (ages 9-12) are just rediculous?!? Most of the shirts are too tight, too low cut, too see through, etc. Don't even get me started on the shorts. Holy cow, the majority are way too short!*
Sorry, back to orginal post now.
So after the mall, we went to get pedicures. I haven't had one since I was in Melanie's wedding, so I felt a little splurge was not a big deal. Caitlin used to get her nails painted all the time, but she has never enjoyed a pedicure. We went and had a blast! The ladies who pampered us were so sweet, and they painted our toenails so beautifully. I can't wait to take Caitlin with me again. It might have to be a regular thing. :)
Speaking of Caitlin---here is a pic of her new haircut and her braces. She's done so well with the braces thus far. Not that she's a big fan of them, but I'm sure she'll thank us when she's older. Here's hoping anyway.
I tell you what, Caitlin is such a sweety pie. She really makes my life so much easier--and a thousand times better! I am so thankful to be her momma. If only they were all this easygoing...
And finally, I am including a pic of something we received in the mail today.
This letter contains John's official orders for the Army National Guard.
It tells when/where/how he will be leaving, and it's all starting to really sink in. My husband has quite the challenge ahead, but I know without a doubt he will be GREAT at it. Every time I see a new piece of information or stack of paperwork, I realize it's creeping up on us.
Wow.
No turning back now (not that there was EVER a chance for that, but you know...)
~Mel
Haha
Dorky, I know. I totally agree.
Anywho...
This post has a lot of randomness in store, so buckle your seatbelts and hold on tight.
First of all, I got to do something the other day that I haven't EVER done. I took Caitlin, my sweet and sassy 10 year old, out on a mommy/daughter date. It's been a long time coming (I just hate it that this is our 1st, but with 2 smaller kids it's been hard to just get us alone and out of the house). We went to the mall, shopped around in Justice, and found some cute clothes for her. She also helped me pick out a ton of stuff at Bath and Body Works. Man, I am so totally in love with that place--everything smells SO GOOD.
*Can I just insert here that the clothing choices for today's tweens (ages 9-12) are just rediculous?!? Most of the shirts are too tight, too low cut, too see through, etc. Don't even get me started on the shorts. Holy cow, the majority are way too short!*
Sorry, back to orginal post now.
So after the mall, we went to get pedicures. I haven't had one since I was in Melanie's wedding, so I felt a little splurge was not a big deal. Caitlin used to get her nails painted all the time, but she has never enjoyed a pedicure. We went and had a blast! The ladies who pampered us were so sweet, and they painted our toenails so beautifully. I can't wait to take Caitlin with me again. It might have to be a regular thing. :)
Speaking of Caitlin---here is a pic of her new haircut and her braces. She's done so well with the braces thus far. Not that she's a big fan of them, but I'm sure she'll thank us when she's older. Here's hoping anyway.
I tell you what, Caitlin is such a sweety pie. She really makes my life so much easier--and a thousand times better! I am so thankful to be her momma. If only they were all this easygoing...And finally, I am including a pic of something we received in the mail today.
This letter contains John's official orders for the Army National Guard.It tells when/where/how he will be leaving, and it's all starting to really sink in. My husband has quite the challenge ahead, but I know without a doubt he will be GREAT at it. Every time I see a new piece of information or stack of paperwork, I realize it's creeping up on us.
Wow.
No turning back now (not that there was EVER a chance for that, but you know...)
~Mel
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
This Momma
I rarely write about me on here, unless it relates to someone else in our family (like a trip we took, game we played, etc.). I prefer to talk about my sweet babies and wonderful hubby, but today is different. For some strange reason, I feel the need to talk about me---to blog about what I'm up to these days.
I just recently had a birthday, and being 28 isn't as bad as some say. Ok, I've never actually heard anyone say 28 is bad, but whatever. Anyway, I feel more like 35 at times, but I'll enjoy the 20's while I still can. I don't really have big plans for this year--other than spending multiple weeks at a time being a single mom while John is off being a soldier, but those aren't really MY big plans.
I still work out 5-6 times a week, and it has actually become something I love doing. Not only does it give me and John some "alone time" (well, as much alone time as we can get with a gym full of people working out), it makes me feel better about myself. I can eat a donut and not freak out about it afterward.
Not that I've eaten a donut lately...seriously. Now white chocolate chips out of the freezer...that's another story.
*Ahem*
Ok, so back to working out. I have had to become more independent with my weightlifting since John went back on shift. It's been a challenge, but I'm doing much better. I have also started running again. Now by running, I mean 4-6 miles at a time. It takes about an hour to run 6 miles, so I enjoy listening to worship music on my ipod. It's good quality "me-and-the-Lord" time, that's for sure. I am running every other day, so it equals out to about 12-15 miles a week. I'm actually training to run a half marathon on September 12th here in Amarillo (for those of you who don't know, that's 13.2 miles). I have missed the last few 5K's and it's been very frustrating. I love to run long distances, so this will be a huge milestone in my life if I can make it through. Besides the training factor, running is helping me get into the swimsuit mindset.
Can you believe it's almost summer?!?
Bleh.
Like I said before, I'm working on learning to cook, adopting better eating habits, and adding more organic things to my diet. My latest loves: 1) garbanzo beans--a great source of protein!, 2) steel cut oats, and 3) Horizon organic vanilla yogurt with uncooked rolled oats and flaxseed meal mixed in. Holy cow it's good!
Holy cow....har har har....that would be even more funny to you if you could see that the container of yogurt has a huge cow on the front of it.
Where was I??
Oh yes. More about me. Let's see....
I am going to be volunteering at Caroline's Mother's Day Out program in the fall--one day a week. That way Caroline can go for 1/2 price all month long, and I have something to pass the time when my significant other isn't here to keep me entertained. I thought about taking an online course too, but we'll see if that pans out.
I've repainted just about every room in this house in just the past week. Don't really know what came over me, but I like the way it all looks now.
Sewing, although it's a love of mine, has not been in my schedule in MONTHS. I'm not sure if it's laziness or burn out, but something got ahold of me. Maybe some day I'll get the urge to make an apron or sew another dress for Caroline. Until then...
I still play my violin. Although it's no longer in front of others, it's still fun. God enjoys it, I just know. That's all that matters really.
Ok, so I think I've come to the end of this "About Momma" session. I hope you enjoyed it---but if not, too bad. My blog, my topics. Ha!
~Mel
I just recently had a birthday, and being 28 isn't as bad as some say. Ok, I've never actually heard anyone say 28 is bad, but whatever. Anyway, I feel more like 35 at times, but I'll enjoy the 20's while I still can. I don't really have big plans for this year--other than spending multiple weeks at a time being a single mom while John is off being a soldier, but those aren't really MY big plans.
I still work out 5-6 times a week, and it has actually become something I love doing. Not only does it give me and John some "alone time" (well, as much alone time as we can get with a gym full of people working out), it makes me feel better about myself. I can eat a donut and not freak out about it afterward.
Not that I've eaten a donut lately...seriously. Now white chocolate chips out of the freezer...that's another story.
*Ahem*
Ok, so back to working out. I have had to become more independent with my weightlifting since John went back on shift. It's been a challenge, but I'm doing much better. I have also started running again. Now by running, I mean 4-6 miles at a time. It takes about an hour to run 6 miles, so I enjoy listening to worship music on my ipod. It's good quality "me-and-the-Lord" time, that's for sure. I am running every other day, so it equals out to about 12-15 miles a week. I'm actually training to run a half marathon on September 12th here in Amarillo (for those of you who don't know, that's 13.2 miles). I have missed the last few 5K's and it's been very frustrating. I love to run long distances, so this will be a huge milestone in my life if I can make it through. Besides the training factor, running is helping me get into the swimsuit mindset.
Can you believe it's almost summer?!?
Bleh.
Like I said before, I'm working on learning to cook, adopting better eating habits, and adding more organic things to my diet. My latest loves: 1) garbanzo beans--a great source of protein!, 2) steel cut oats, and 3) Horizon organic vanilla yogurt with uncooked rolled oats and flaxseed meal mixed in. Holy cow it's good!
Holy cow....har har har....that would be even more funny to you if you could see that the container of yogurt has a huge cow on the front of it.
Where was I??
Oh yes. More about me. Let's see....
I am going to be volunteering at Caroline's Mother's Day Out program in the fall--one day a week. That way Caroline can go for 1/2 price all month long, and I have something to pass the time when my significant other isn't here to keep me entertained. I thought about taking an online course too, but we'll see if that pans out.
I've repainted just about every room in this house in just the past week. Don't really know what came over me, but I like the way it all looks now.
Sewing, although it's a love of mine, has not been in my schedule in MONTHS. I'm not sure if it's laziness or burn out, but something got ahold of me. Maybe some day I'll get the urge to make an apron or sew another dress for Caroline. Until then...
I still play my violin. Although it's no longer in front of others, it's still fun. God enjoys it, I just know. That's all that matters really.
Ok, so I think I've come to the end of this "About Momma" session. I hope you enjoyed it---but if not, too bad. My blog, my topics. Ha!
~Mel
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Breakfast Haskell Style
As most of you know, breakfast is our favorite meal. Breakfast items will actually make appearances at lunch and dinner too, just because we can't get enough of them.
I'm gonna share with you all just what it is that keeps my kids coming back for more (besides the traditional bacon and eggs).
First, we have some yummy choices for oatmeal. I got most of these ideas from MckMama (http://www.mycharmingkids.net/) , so I must give credit where credit is due. Here are the choices (click on the pic to make it bigger so you can read the labels):
That's right. Agave nectar and brown sugar really do make it taste awesome! Some people put just plain ol' maple syrup in theirs, but I think agave nectar has a better taste. I also believe it's better for you. It comes in light or amber color, and we like both.
Now as you can see from the picture, I also use flaxseed meal. It adds sort of a nutty flavor to the oatmeal, and of course we all know it's good for the body. :) I add flaxseed meal to pretty much everything I can--like yogurt, applesauce, and other hot cereals. I'm certain there are millions of ways (ok, probably not millions, but more than what I've figured out) to use flaxseed meal, and I hope to expand my use of it.
My family also totally digs the Red Mill 10 grain pancake and waffle mix. My gosh, it has a great flavor and cooks up nicely in my George Foreman waffle maker (if only I got paid for all of the plugs on my blog for different foods/appliances...). Of course, I add the flaxseed meal to this mix, and let me tell you---we are a very "regular" bunch around here. Haha
The kids could care less what Momma puts in their stuff, as long as it tastes good. We use agave nectar on our waffles too, just in case you were wondering (and I know you were!).
And here you see my 2 smaller C's enjoying a nice hot bowl of steel cut oats:
I'm gonna share with you all just what it is that keeps my kids coming back for more (besides the traditional bacon and eggs).
First, we have some yummy choices for oatmeal. I got most of these ideas from MckMama (http://www.mycharmingkids.net/) , so I must give credit where credit is due. Here are the choices (click on the pic to make it bigger so you can read the labels):
Steel cut oats are awesome if you have never tried them. They have a very unique texture, and it took Caitlin several attempts to be fully okay with eating them. She prefers just the traditional rolled oats, and that's fine with me. I will eat anything, and the 2 smaller C's could really care less what it looks like. I cook the steel cut/rolled oats either on the stove or in a small crock pot. Nothing says "Good morning!" quite like a crock pot full of yummy hot goodness!
I like to add this to the oats:
That's right. Agave nectar and brown sugar really do make it taste awesome! Some people put just plain ol' maple syrup in theirs, but I think agave nectar has a better taste. I also believe it's better for you. It comes in light or amber color, and we like both.Now as you can see from the picture, I also use flaxseed meal. It adds sort of a nutty flavor to the oatmeal, and of course we all know it's good for the body. :) I add flaxseed meal to pretty much everything I can--like yogurt, applesauce, and other hot cereals. I'm certain there are millions of ways (ok, probably not millions, but more than what I've figured out) to use flaxseed meal, and I hope to expand my use of it.
My family also totally digs the Red Mill 10 grain pancake and waffle mix. My gosh, it has a great flavor and cooks up nicely in my George Foreman waffle maker (if only I got paid for all of the plugs on my blog for different foods/appliances...). Of course, I add the flaxseed meal to this mix, and let me tell you---we are a very "regular" bunch around here. Haha
The kids could care less what Momma puts in their stuff, as long as it tastes good. We use agave nectar on our waffles too, just in case you were wondering (and I know you were!).
And here you see my 2 smaller C's enjoying a nice hot bowl of steel cut oats:
For those of you who live in Amarillo, you can find all of the above mixes and extras at Drug Emporium or Natural Grocers. Love those places!
I am also really working on sticking with organic items. It's hard in today's world to make EVERYTHING organic, but I want to make healthier choices for me and my babies. Bob's Red Mill (the brand of oats and such we use) does have an organic line, and I am going to start buying that once we are totally out of the above bags. It's not that much more expensive either.
I promised John that I'd work on cooking more when he's away at boot camp. We'll see if that works out or not. :) Seriously though, I'm starting somewhere, right? No regular sugary cereal for this clan!
~Mel
Sometimes I Just Don't Wanna
There are some days/weeks that I just don't wanna blog. I have nothing interesting to say, no pics to post, and I feel just blah about the whole thing.
Since finding out that John will be heading to boot camp in August, we've stepped up the effort given toward projects around the house. I want to make sure that this house is in tip top shape, and all I have to concentrate on is mowing the lawn, paying the bills, and loving on the kiddos. Just the thought of spending that much time without my spouse is...well...weird. The most time we've EVER spent apart was 2 weeks, and that was rough. I'm not worried this time around, though, because I'm certain I can handle it.
As far as the house projects go, we're almost finished. It has been mainly painting, but that's a chore I'm here to tell ya! I think it's fun--John hates it. Each to his own I guess huh. :)
Alrighty, that's all I have for this evening. I'm sure someone will say something cute or witty in the next few days, so rest assured I'm not on some kind of "blogging break" or anything like that.
Oh yeah--can you believe summer is just around the corner? Jeez. Time flies when you're having fun!
Mel
Since finding out that John will be heading to boot camp in August, we've stepped up the effort given toward projects around the house. I want to make sure that this house is in tip top shape, and all I have to concentrate on is mowing the lawn, paying the bills, and loving on the kiddos. Just the thought of spending that much time without my spouse is...well...weird. The most time we've EVER spent apart was 2 weeks, and that was rough. I'm not worried this time around, though, because I'm certain I can handle it.
As far as the house projects go, we're almost finished. It has been mainly painting, but that's a chore I'm here to tell ya! I think it's fun--John hates it. Each to his own I guess huh. :)
Alrighty, that's all I have for this evening. I'm sure someone will say something cute or witty in the next few days, so rest assured I'm not on some kind of "blogging break" or anything like that.
Oh yeah--can you believe summer is just around the corner? Jeez. Time flies when you're having fun!
Mel
Monday, May 11, 2009
Go Guard
Life as we know it is about to drastically change. This past Friday (the 8th), John enlisted in the Texas Army National Guard!While it came as a complete shock to most family members and friends, John has actually been working on this since last October. He wanted to keep it hush-hush until all of the details were lined out and he had been sworn in. The kids and I got to watch him take his oath---it was very cool. Caitlin and Christian are great with the whole thing. In fact, Christian now goes around telling everyone that "his daddy is a soldier now."
Too cute!
I'm going to try to answer as many questions as possible in this post, but if there's one I miss, just comment and let me know, ok?
Here's how the next 6 months are going to look:
John will go to boot camp in South Carolina in early August. He'll be gone for 9-10 weeks. After boot camp, he will be home through the holidays. During that time, we will be doing as much as we can as a family. In January of 2010, he'll go to OCS (Officer Candidate School) in Georgia for roughly 8 weeks. During that time, he will be picking his specialty based on where he ranks in his class. Two of the specialties he's interested in are: 1) physician's assistant--anything medical, 2) helicopter pilot--not sure if that's an option really though. After OCS, he will come back home and be with us until we figure out where he will be training for his specialty.
It's really up in the air as to whether or not we will live here or have to move wherever his training is held. Not that that's a huge deal killer, but we do like the fact that we live very near both sets of parents/grandparents. It would be very hard to move, but then again we are willing to go where we are called to be.
Yes, John will be keeping his Fire Captain position through the whole thing. When he comes back during the holidays, he will go back on shift just like normal. It's nice to know that the fire department will work with military schedules (not that they really have a choice-ha!).
Knowing that this is something John has wanted to do his whole life, I'm excited to watch it all come together, piece by piece. I support him 100%! It's not going to be super easy, but we have plenty of family and friends to help us through this, especially the times when we are separated for weeks. There have been several times in the past 11 years that he's tried to join some branch of the armed forces, but for one reason or another it didn't work out. I think it's awesome that he was patient and waited until he had a college degree before trying again--that way he can go in as an officer.
We didn't make these massive decisions lightly. We trust that the Lord has a wonderful plan for John's life, and this is a step in the right direction for our family. Being completely at peace with this has been so freeing.
I will share more as I know more. This is all so new and interesting to me!
Mel
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Sneaking (With An Edit Note At Bottom)
Oh Caroline. Where do I begin with trying to explain what a wonderful, fun-loving, beautiful, and ornery little 2 year old she is?
*deep sigh*
Caitlin and Christian were extremely good 2 year olds. They were polite, kind, easygoing, and still baby-ish in ways.
Not my Caroline.
It seems that she is the a epitome of a "terrible 2." The attitude she throws around here is enough to send me off the edge on some days. She's so very opinionated--so much so that I find myself staring into space and ignoring about half of the comments that come out of that child's mouth.
All of this said in love, of course.
Caroline has started a bad trend. Since putting her in her toddler bed (she loves it by the way, and she will normally stay put in it all night once she's laid down), mornings have gotten a bit crazy around here.
She LOVES to get up at the crack of dawn--after Daddy has gone to work--and explore the house. She's so brave, in fact, that she goes downstairs, turns on lights, and wanders around.
Thank heavens for locked patio/front doors.
Anywho....
This morning, I woke up at 8am. The house was quiet, Christian was sleeping next to me, and all seemed well (mind you, the kids went to bed about 2 hours later than normal last night, so I figured they were all still wiped out).
Then I see Caroline's darling little face in my doorway.
With red lipstick ALL over her mouth and cheeks.
I think my heart stopped for about 5 seconds.
*another very deep sigh*
I scooped her up, she handed me the tube of lipstick, and I marched her downstairs to assess the damage.
Thankfully she had just put it on herself and didn't try to help me redecorate the house in a nice shade of redish-raisin. She apologized profusely, and even threw the line in there of, "No spankin' Momma, no spankin'."
I then noticed that she had a different pair of panties on her bum than what she went to bed in (we still wear pullups to bed to avoid unnecessary laundry for Momma). I asked her about the new panties, and she directed me to the bathroom. She went to the trash can and pulled out her pullup--it was full of poo--that she had taken off. Apparently she was feeling "icky" in it, decided to take it off, then sit on the potty to finish the job. There were remains of poo all over the potty rim, but I couldn't possibly get mad at that.
At least she tried, right?
I love my Caroline Sunshine to pieces, but I really hope that the trend of orneryness doesn't get worse!
*NOTE* I understand that some things I post on my blog may bother some readers. Due to this fact, I am choosing to take advice and either re-word, edit, or completely delete some posts. In the future, however, I hope that what I write will be taken as it is meant--non-offensive and strictly from my heart and life. I don't want to have to make my blog private, but if that's what it takes to be able to share openly, I will do so. Thank you.
Mel
*deep sigh*
Caitlin and Christian were extremely good 2 year olds. They were polite, kind, easygoing, and still baby-ish in ways.
Not my Caroline.
It seems that she is the a epitome of a "terrible 2." The attitude she throws around here is enough to send me off the edge on some days. She's so very opinionated--so much so that I find myself staring into space and ignoring about half of the comments that come out of that child's mouth.
All of this said in love, of course.
Caroline has started a bad trend. Since putting her in her toddler bed (she loves it by the way, and she will normally stay put in it all night once she's laid down), mornings have gotten a bit crazy around here.
She LOVES to get up at the crack of dawn--after Daddy has gone to work--and explore the house. She's so brave, in fact, that she goes downstairs, turns on lights, and wanders around.
Thank heavens for locked patio/front doors.
Anywho....
This morning, I woke up at 8am. The house was quiet, Christian was sleeping next to me, and all seemed well (mind you, the kids went to bed about 2 hours later than normal last night, so I figured they were all still wiped out).
Then I see Caroline's darling little face in my doorway.
With red lipstick ALL over her mouth and cheeks.
I think my heart stopped for about 5 seconds.
*another very deep sigh*
I scooped her up, she handed me the tube of lipstick, and I marched her downstairs to assess the damage.
Thankfully she had just put it on herself and didn't try to help me redecorate the house in a nice shade of redish-raisin. She apologized profusely, and even threw the line in there of, "No spankin' Momma, no spankin'."
I then noticed that she had a different pair of panties on her bum than what she went to bed in (we still wear pullups to bed to avoid unnecessary laundry for Momma). I asked her about the new panties, and she directed me to the bathroom. She went to the trash can and pulled out her pullup--it was full of poo--that she had taken off. Apparently she was feeling "icky" in it, decided to take it off, then sit on the potty to finish the job. There were remains of poo all over the potty rim, but I couldn't possibly get mad at that.
At least she tried, right?
I love my Caroline Sunshine to pieces, but I really hope that the trend of orneryness doesn't get worse!
*NOTE* I understand that some things I post on my blog may bother some readers. Due to this fact, I am choosing to take advice and either re-word, edit, or completely delete some posts. In the future, however, I hope that what I write will be taken as it is meant--non-offensive and strictly from my heart and life. I don't want to have to make my blog private, but if that's what it takes to be able to share openly, I will do so. Thank you.
Mel
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Saturday, May 2, 2009
The Great Clothing Debate
I remember the days of my youth when I didn't really care about my clothes (let me insert here that my mom would already be making a comment about this--YES, I hated tags in ALL clothing, but what I'm referring to here is styles). I would wear the same pair of jeans over and over again, a t-shirt was as good as anything, and it didn't matter if I had matching jewelry or accessories.
Being a woman is HARD, I'm here to tell ya! So much to think about in the clothing realm.
Let's just tackle jeans first, shall we?
The choices are out-of-this-world:
low rise
flare
low rise with a tad bit of flare
mid rise
high rise (definitely Mom jeans, and I'm just not ready for them)
skinny leg (John makes soooo much fun of these)
boot cut
hipsters
super low rise (the kind that shows your undies even when you aren't bent over cleaning up a mess off the floor)
ultimate low rise (not even going there folks)
bell bottom
curvy
wide leg
long and lean
trouser fit (these are awesome, by the way. You can dress them up or down)
Whew! The list above probably doesn't even cover them all, but you get the idea. How hard is it to just walk into a store and find a pair that fits right every time??? Not only that, but you might be a size 8 in Gap, a size 10 in J Crew, and a size 12 in Old Navy . I just want a good pair of nice fitting jeans that: 1) doesn't make me feel too much like a bloated manatee, 2) shows my curves but doesn't over accentuate them, 3) allows me to breathe while still being fashionable, and 4) doesn't give me a complex or a huge fear that my mid-section is hanging out over the top or bulging just below the button.
It's a complicated world. I'm sure that the clothing companies get a kick out of all of us poor women that never know what true size we are in ANYTHING.
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Jogging suits--AKA velour hoodies with matching pants.
Love them.
They are, by far, the most comfortable outfits known to man (well, women actually). Nothing binding, pinching, irritating, overaccentuating, or fattening about them. They fit right, sit right, and are just marvelous. They come with a hoodie that can be added for extra warmth, but the outfit doesn't die without it. Totally a flexible getup.
The only draw back? Not totally the most sexy outfits.
Ask me how I know this.
Ok, I'll tell you.
I ordered a dark blue velour jogging suit from OldNavy.com several months ago, mainly to have something comfortable to wear while traveling. After all, it went with every shirt in my closet. I thought it was a great idea! As soon as it arrived in the mail, I ran upstairs, tried it on, and came back down to "present myself" to John for his opinion. With a big smile on my face (I thought it looked smashing by the way), I said, "Ta-da! What do you think, honey?"
His response?
"Ummmm...that's nice dear. Just add a string of pearls and you'll be ready for Sunday brunch."
Oh jeez. Really? Thanks alot.
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Then, of course, I walk the fine line of what's age appropriate and what's not.
What should a "mom" wear, and what's allowed for ANY woman.
Being a fairly young mom, I don't want to: 1) have anything in my closet that my 10 year old would want to borrow, 2) have revealing clothing that my 5 year old would be embarrassed of, 3) have an issue with shirts or pants being too tight, 4) constantly wear things that make my husband want to cry in mourning from the loss of his hot bride. :)
Too tight.
Too loose.
Too short.
Too long.
Too low.
Too high.
*deep sigh*
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Don't even get me started on jewelry and accessories.
Which belt looks best with which pair of jeans? How tall are "heels that are too tall?"
Is it ok to wear a bright green necklace with a yellow shirt, just for some added pizazz?
Does anyone use the word pizazz anymore?????
I most definitely don't have this all figured out, but I want to say that I am a good student and very teachable. I love to watch What Not To Wear on TLC. They have great tips and tricks for every body type, age, life stage, etc. It really is hard, though, to figure out which stores have the best clothing for MY body....not some 15 year old with narrow hips that has yet to birth a child.
No bitterness here, really.
When and IF I ever figure this all out, I'll be sure to write a post letting you all know about it.
And if you figure it out before me, clue me in, would ya?
Thanks.
Mel
Being a woman is HARD, I'm here to tell ya! So much to think about in the clothing realm.
Let's just tackle jeans first, shall we?
The choices are out-of-this-world:
low rise
flare
low rise with a tad bit of flare
mid rise
high rise (definitely Mom jeans, and I'm just not ready for them)
skinny leg (John makes soooo much fun of these)
boot cut
hipsters
super low rise (the kind that shows your undies even when you aren't bent over cleaning up a mess off the floor)
ultimate low rise (not even going there folks)
bell bottom
curvy
wide leg
long and lean
trouser fit (these are awesome, by the way. You can dress them up or down)
Whew! The list above probably doesn't even cover them all, but you get the idea. How hard is it to just walk into a store and find a pair that fits right every time??? Not only that, but you might be a size 8 in Gap, a size 10 in J Crew, and a size 12 in Old Navy . I just want a good pair of nice fitting jeans that: 1) doesn't make me feel too much like a bloated manatee, 2) shows my curves but doesn't over accentuate them, 3) allows me to breathe while still being fashionable, and 4) doesn't give me a complex or a huge fear that my mid-section is hanging out over the top or bulging just below the button.
It's a complicated world. I'm sure that the clothing companies get a kick out of all of us poor women that never know what true size we are in ANYTHING.
-------------------------------------------------------------
Jogging suits--AKA velour hoodies with matching pants.
Love them.
They are, by far, the most comfortable outfits known to man (well, women actually). Nothing binding, pinching, irritating, overaccentuating, or fattening about them. They fit right, sit right, and are just marvelous. They come with a hoodie that can be added for extra warmth, but the outfit doesn't die without it. Totally a flexible getup.
The only draw back? Not totally the most sexy outfits.
Ask me how I know this.
Ok, I'll tell you.
I ordered a dark blue velour jogging suit from OldNavy.com several months ago, mainly to have something comfortable to wear while traveling. After all, it went with every shirt in my closet. I thought it was a great idea! As soon as it arrived in the mail, I ran upstairs, tried it on, and came back down to "present myself" to John for his opinion. With a big smile on my face (I thought it looked smashing by the way), I said, "Ta-da! What do you think, honey?"
His response?
"Ummmm...that's nice dear. Just add a string of pearls and you'll be ready for Sunday brunch."
Oh jeez. Really? Thanks alot.
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Then, of course, I walk the fine line of what's age appropriate and what's not.
What should a "mom" wear, and what's allowed for ANY woman.
Being a fairly young mom, I don't want to: 1) have anything in my closet that my 10 year old would want to borrow, 2) have revealing clothing that my 5 year old would be embarrassed of, 3) have an issue with shirts or pants being too tight, 4) constantly wear things that make my husband want to cry in mourning from the loss of his hot bride. :)
Too tight.
Too loose.
Too short.
Too long.
Too low.
Too high.
*deep sigh*
----------------------------------------------------------
Don't even get me started on jewelry and accessories.
Which belt looks best with which pair of jeans? How tall are "heels that are too tall?"
Is it ok to wear a bright green necklace with a yellow shirt, just for some added pizazz?
Does anyone use the word pizazz anymore?????
I most definitely don't have this all figured out, but I want to say that I am a good student and very teachable. I love to watch What Not To Wear on TLC. They have great tips and tricks for every body type, age, life stage, etc. It really is hard, though, to figure out which stores have the best clothing for MY body....not some 15 year old with narrow hips that has yet to birth a child.
No bitterness here, really.
When and IF I ever figure this all out, I'll be sure to write a post letting you all know about it.
And if you figure it out before me, clue me in, would ya?
Thanks.
Mel
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Dean = Hope
A few weeks ago, John and I had an interesting encounter while grabbing coffee at a nearby Roasters.
We had stayed inside for about an hour, kicking back and sipping on hot tea and coffee. The evening was chilly and windy, so after finishing our drinks, we made a fast exit toward our warm car. Out of nowhere, a man comes upon us and strikes up a conversation (I say out of nowhere, for that is how it seemed to me--apparently he had been standing inside the Roasters just near the doorway attempting to stay warm without bothering any other patrons--John had seen him there). He began to ask John questions, one of them being if we knew of a man that frequented this Roasters--"his name was Jared and he was a Christian." We told him we did not know Jared, and then asked if there was something we could help him with.
The man began to tell John about his struggles in life--how he had 3 DWI's, was just fresh out of prison, how he rides the bus every day in search of a job, etc.
It was amazing how he just felt so comfortable sharing with John. Let me say that this was not your ordinary down-on-his-luck kind of guy. He was genuinely struggling, definitely trying, and assuredly reaching out for help. Not once did he ask John for money or food. He simply enjoyed talking.
After about 30 minutes of conversation, we invited him to get in our warm vehicle and take a load off (we were having date night, so no children were present). He was so thankful just to have a heater blowing in his face. We offered to drive him to wherever it was that he was staying, and he agreed.
After stopping for some food, we began the drive across town. Apparently he was living in a not-so-good part of town, with just a sleeping bag and plastic tent to his name.
The interesting part was the drive.
I sat in the back and just listened to him continue his talk with John. I was amazed at how much he had to say. Apparently he was lonely....and very tired. He kept apologizing over and over for being a burden to us, and that broke my heart. He also continued to say how embarassed he was about his current situation, and the fact that he did not really have a way to keep himself groomed or clean.
As we drove, he told John more life stories--and that his name was Dean. He turned to John and told him that he looked familiar, and what was weird was I was thinking the same thing about Dean the whole time. More on that later....
There was one story he told that stuck with me.
Dean asked if we went to church anywhere. He then told us which church he had been visiting for a few weeks now, and then he told John about how he liked the Old Testament Bible Characters (i.e. Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, David, etc) the best. When John asked him which story was his favorite, he replied:
*loosely quoted*
"I like the one about a man---oh, I can't remember what his name was--maybe Abraham? (It was actually Elijah, but we didn't correct him) Anyway, he visited a widow and he told her to go make him some bread to eat. She didn't want to because all she had left was enough to feed her and her son one more time. He told her to do it anyway, and she did. Then her food and oil didn't dry up. I think it's cool that the woman always had food from that point on--she would never run out. I want that someday."
As he finished his story, we arrived in an alley to which he had directed us. Dean fought back the emotions and he grabbed his sack of food and beverage in preparation to leave the car. He commented on how long it had been since he had felt the warmth of a heater and had food in his belly. I think he said it had been days since he had eaten. He was overly thankful for the ride and the food, and it seemed as though he just wanted to linger a bit longer and talk. Feeling the need for sleep catching up with him, he stepped out of the car, shut the door, and disappeared into the dark alley.
Dean has been on my mind every day since then. I wondered if he was okay. Was he sick? Hurting? Hungry? Tired? Alive?
Something about his favorite Bible story hit me too. At first I thought it very odd that THAT one was his favorite--after all, it's not well known (1Kings 17:8-16 if you are interested in reading it). You know what though? It gave Dean hope. Hope that he might someday be like that woman and his food would not run out.
I am not sure if Dean was real or not. Let me explain.
I feel like he might have been an angel. I know you hear that sometimes about strangers, but I really think it applies here. His familiarity was overwhelming. His eyes were kind, his spirit humble, his heart very real. We had expected to see him recently again (or hoping we'd see him is more like it) since we were in his neighborhood, but he never showed up. I worried about it when I got home, hoping and praying that he had found a job and was moving on up instead of being stuck in his rut. Amazingly, a sense of peace came over me, and I was calmed by the thought that Dean was only here for a short time to speak into my life what I needed to hear.
Thinking that I might just have seen an angel gives ME hope. Having a man like Dean remind me that there is, in fact, hope left in this world was more than I ever bargained for when John and I invited him to take a car ride with us.
I can't wait to someday find out--is he still here? Was he real? My answers will come--I'm sure of it.
Mel
We had stayed inside for about an hour, kicking back and sipping on hot tea and coffee. The evening was chilly and windy, so after finishing our drinks, we made a fast exit toward our warm car. Out of nowhere, a man comes upon us and strikes up a conversation (I say out of nowhere, for that is how it seemed to me--apparently he had been standing inside the Roasters just near the doorway attempting to stay warm without bothering any other patrons--John had seen him there). He began to ask John questions, one of them being if we knew of a man that frequented this Roasters--"his name was Jared and he was a Christian." We told him we did not know Jared, and then asked if there was something we could help him with.
The man began to tell John about his struggles in life--how he had 3 DWI's, was just fresh out of prison, how he rides the bus every day in search of a job, etc.
It was amazing how he just felt so comfortable sharing with John. Let me say that this was not your ordinary down-on-his-luck kind of guy. He was genuinely struggling, definitely trying, and assuredly reaching out for help. Not once did he ask John for money or food. He simply enjoyed talking.
After about 30 minutes of conversation, we invited him to get in our warm vehicle and take a load off (we were having date night, so no children were present). He was so thankful just to have a heater blowing in his face. We offered to drive him to wherever it was that he was staying, and he agreed.
After stopping for some food, we began the drive across town. Apparently he was living in a not-so-good part of town, with just a sleeping bag and plastic tent to his name.
The interesting part was the drive.
I sat in the back and just listened to him continue his talk with John. I was amazed at how much he had to say. Apparently he was lonely....and very tired. He kept apologizing over and over for being a burden to us, and that broke my heart. He also continued to say how embarassed he was about his current situation, and the fact that he did not really have a way to keep himself groomed or clean.
As we drove, he told John more life stories--and that his name was Dean. He turned to John and told him that he looked familiar, and what was weird was I was thinking the same thing about Dean the whole time. More on that later....
There was one story he told that stuck with me.
Dean asked if we went to church anywhere. He then told us which church he had been visiting for a few weeks now, and then he told John about how he liked the Old Testament Bible Characters (i.e. Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, David, etc) the best. When John asked him which story was his favorite, he replied:
*loosely quoted*
"I like the one about a man---oh, I can't remember what his name was--maybe Abraham? (It was actually Elijah, but we didn't correct him) Anyway, he visited a widow and he told her to go make him some bread to eat. She didn't want to because all she had left was enough to feed her and her son one more time. He told her to do it anyway, and she did. Then her food and oil didn't dry up. I think it's cool that the woman always had food from that point on--she would never run out. I want that someday."
As he finished his story, we arrived in an alley to which he had directed us. Dean fought back the emotions and he grabbed his sack of food and beverage in preparation to leave the car. He commented on how long it had been since he had felt the warmth of a heater and had food in his belly. I think he said it had been days since he had eaten. He was overly thankful for the ride and the food, and it seemed as though he just wanted to linger a bit longer and talk. Feeling the need for sleep catching up with him, he stepped out of the car, shut the door, and disappeared into the dark alley.
Dean has been on my mind every day since then. I wondered if he was okay. Was he sick? Hurting? Hungry? Tired? Alive?
Something about his favorite Bible story hit me too. At first I thought it very odd that THAT one was his favorite--after all, it's not well known (1Kings 17:8-16 if you are interested in reading it). You know what though? It gave Dean hope. Hope that he might someday be like that woman and his food would not run out.
I am not sure if Dean was real or not. Let me explain.
I feel like he might have been an angel. I know you hear that sometimes about strangers, but I really think it applies here. His familiarity was overwhelming. His eyes were kind, his spirit humble, his heart very real. We had expected to see him recently again (or hoping we'd see him is more like it) since we were in his neighborhood, but he never showed up. I worried about it when I got home, hoping and praying that he had found a job and was moving on up instead of being stuck in his rut. Amazingly, a sense of peace came over me, and I was calmed by the thought that Dean was only here for a short time to speak into my life what I needed to hear.
Thinking that I might just have seen an angel gives ME hope. Having a man like Dean remind me that there is, in fact, hope left in this world was more than I ever bargained for when John and I invited him to take a car ride with us.
I can't wait to someday find out--is he still here? Was he real? My answers will come--I'm sure of it.
Mel
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
The 1st Before/After
I finally got pictures taken of the living room since we've changed it up a bit...
BEFORE:
AFTER:
BEFORE:
AFTER:
Mel
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Praise
Today has been a day of praise!
My mom's surgery was a big success. After a very long wait and about a 2 hour surgery, she had good news. The doctor believes the cancer had not spread, so the parts that were removed were the only ones involved. That means she will NOT have to undergo chemotherapy or radiation--2 of her biggest fears. She has another 3-4 days left of her hospital stay, but thanks to sweet nurses and great pain meds, she should be feeling like herself in no time. I am just so thankful for thoughts, prayers, etc.
We serve a very mighty God!
Also, baby Stellan's surgery went very well. He is recovering, and the doctors are trying to decide where to go from here with his heart condition. Just the mere fact that he came through the very risky surgery is amazing in itself!
Mel
My mom's surgery was a big success. After a very long wait and about a 2 hour surgery, she had good news. The doctor believes the cancer had not spread, so the parts that were removed were the only ones involved. That means she will NOT have to undergo chemotherapy or radiation--2 of her biggest fears. She has another 3-4 days left of her hospital stay, but thanks to sweet nurses and great pain meds, she should be feeling like herself in no time. I am just so thankful for thoughts, prayers, etc.
We serve a very mighty God!
Also, baby Stellan's surgery went very well. He is recovering, and the doctors are trying to decide where to go from here with his heart condition. Just the mere fact that he came through the very risky surgery is amazing in itself!
Mel
Monday, April 20, 2009
The Long Stories Short (Sort Of)
I know, I know. It's been forever since I've blogged. I will, however, make up for that this week-promise!
Do you ever have "those" stories--you know, the ones that, to you, are not long--but they somehow turn out to take forever to tell when relaying them to someone else? Ok, then you can see where I'm going with this.
First Long Story Short (sort of):
~As most of you know, John and I have a condition called Gymrataholicness...quite simply put, we frequent Gold's Gym on a daily basis (sometimes twice a day if I'm wanting to play racquetball). We know most of the people that come at our regular time, and we chat it up a lot between sets. Actually, we have people come up to us every now and then that are very friendly and just want to strike up a conversation.
This is one of those instances.
While working out alone one afternoon, about 5 wks ago (John was on shift and I was minding my own business), an older man came up to me and began asking questions.
"Ma'am, do you go to church anywhere?" he asked.
"Yes sir, I do," I replied. I was really trying hard to ignore him, but he wasn't going away anytime soon. I'm just really not used to talking to "strangers" when John isn't around.
"What church? And are you involved in your church at all?" he quizzed.
"PCF, and yes, I am involved. I play the violin with the worship team amongst other things."
"You play the violin, do you? Ohhhh....can you fiddle?"
"Actually, yes sir, I can."
"Wow. Well, can you play 'Cotton Eyed Joe'?"
"Absolutely!"
"Ohhhh wow. I would LOVE to hear you play sometime. It's been years since I've heard that song. Do you play anywhere else besides church? See, I go to The Church At Quail Creek, and we have a great team of musicians. Maybe you'd like to join 'em sometime??"
*Oh dear. He was now putting me on the spot.*
"Well, I'd love to come play, but I'm sure I'd have to find time to do that. Maybe someday."
He nodded and walked away.
Seriously, I thought that was the end of it.
He had other plans.
He had other plans.
EVERY DAY since then, he has sought me out in the gym and talked to me. Actually, truth be told, I've begun to really enjoy our short talks. He's a great guy, and he obviously has the same love for the fiddle that I do. Hmmmm....
Ok, so fast forward to today:
John and I were heading into the gym, when this same man stopped us in the parking lot. He dug around in his truck for a few moments, then handed me these:
John and I were heading into the gym, when this same man stopped us in the parking lot. He dug around in his truck for a few moments, then handed me these:
Apparently, he has been working on getting these tickets for me for some time now. This "opry" at his church is "a big yummy BBQ with a bunch of fiddle playing."I'm so excited!!
I was completely amazed and blown away by this man's kindness. Just the pure fact that he thought of ME was mindboggling. Wow. I am truly blessed!
I will let you all know how it goes--it should be a lot of fun!!
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Second Long Story Short (sort of):
~Tomorrow is a very busy day for 2 reasons.
First of all, I'd like to let you all know that Stellan, the baby that I've been reading about on his mom's blog for a year now, is having MAJOR heart surgery in the morning. This particular surgery hasn't been performed on a baby and is very risky. In honor of him, people that read his blog are being encouraged to wear orange--it's his mom's favorite color and kind of a way to show support. I am pretty sure I have something orange in my closet (did I mention it's MY favorite color too?!?), so I think I'll join in and have a "wear orange for Stellan day" too.
Also, to help Stellan's family out with the ever-mounting medical expenses, I recently purchased hair accessories off of Etsy.com for Caroline. Aren't they cute?!?
Ok, now on to something a lot more important and closer to home:
My mom, Kathy, was recently diagnosed with endometrial cancer.
I am sharing this here and now 1) because she said I could, and 2) because I'm asking that you pray for her tomorrow. She will be undergoing major abdominal surgery around 12:30pm. Although this type of cancer is very curable and they think they've caught it in the early stages, she's still very concerned (and who wouldn't be?). I will be spending the majority of the day with her, and I will update tomorrow evening with her status and the findings.
Basically, they will go in and take things out, but they won't know for sure the true extent of the situation until they get inside.
I'm just asking for peace and healing for her body--she has a wonderful doctor, as well as as the Great Physician working on her behalf, so really I have no worries. I just want her to be as much at ease as possible.
While you are going about your morning routine, just remember her please. Thank you in advance! :)
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