Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Hello Again...












I am just going to pretend that I didn't take an unintentional break from this blog- and just jump right into a new post okie dokie.




We have had a crazy full summer- Here's a taste of our own brand of chaos....John coached the church team of co-ed softball. We played every Friday night and had such a good time. We weren't the best team (more like the worst team) but we had the most fun!


4th of July was pretty laid back for us, we stayed home, then went to town for fireworks. Next year I hope to do a big shindig here.
Riley took swim lessons and learned to jump off the board.


We got to see two of our good friends be baptized in the lake. It was awesome to see Jim and Felicety along with so many others. There was even a surprise renewal of wedding vows for a couple that go to our church- so cool.


Riley played coach pitch softball- she loved it. She learned alot this year and had great coaches.


Riley did a sewing kit swap with a little girl in South Carolina and a girl in the United Kingdom. Such a neat idea. Riley has been embroidering like nobody's business lately. She is getting pretty good.


Riley also got new glasses- they look very grown up- until she opens her mouth!
We also got to help with Food4Kids which is a great program that takes free lunches to the park for children. We help every Wednesday- it has been a good time getting to know lots of little kids.
We also went to children's camp for a week, have done lots of house stuff, and farm stuff, John had his tonsils taken out and his nasal passages scrapped- yeah it was gross, and even though the surgery was 2 weeks ago- he is still hurting.




Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Day 10

I ended up back at the doctors office today, because when i woke up my eye was so swollen, I could barely open it, and it itched like crazy. He said that I must be alergic to one of the medicines, but because this is such a bad infection- he said I would have to tough it out- because he didn't want to take me off any of the medicines. He gave me a Z-pac in hopes that it would help clear it up quickly. Ugh... no fun.

Riley had a ball game tonight- that I din't go to because I look like the hunchback of Notre Dame's- older, fatter sister right now. John said she played well and actually hit the ball twice.

I made a pair of these pants for Sammy tonight- they were so quick- now I'm on the lookout for a cute shirt to make a pair for Riley.

I want to make a couple of these hooded towells for my kiddos for the pool. We'll see..

Monday, June 9, 2008

Day 9

I woke up today and looked like this......





my eye was completely swollen shut and sealed with gunk. Dr. Maddox said it was a "nasty bacterial infection"- so he prescribed me $ 200 worth of medicine! Thankfully- he had samples for all of it. It feels horrible, it looks horrible, and I'm pretty whiney about it. Be glad you don't live with me. BTW- he didn't have anything that would take care of the humungo zit near my chin.

Day 8




We spent the day with some of our friends today. It was so nice to have the kids play outside in the sprinkler and the mom's just chit-chat, while the guys worked outside.





We talked about husbands, kids, homes, cooking, cleaning, not cleaning. It was nice.






More inspiration pics for my living room.




I don't Love everything about these rooms, but I do love the "feel" of both of them.

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Saturday, June 7, 2008

Day 7







For Mother's Day- John gave me something I have wanted for a long time- Mike Heaton! Mike is using his home building skilz on my living room. Here is what it used to look like

I know these aren't the best pictures- but you can see how tiny the room was. The wall on the right we tore out and now the living room has the added space of Riley's old room. Which makes it so much more nice. Since we tore out the wall we have added a piano, the computer desk, and a loveseat to the eccletic mix of garage sale furniture. The covers on our couches are chocolate brown soft corduroy.
I love the brown, turquoise, linen colors together- maybe even a little splash of a pretty orange, and some celery green. What do you guys think.
We spend alot of time at home- so I want this room to be functional (of course) but also feel inviting and cozy. I would love to have a rug in a corner near a little bookshelf for afternoon reading, and cute pillows on the couch- and I just love the hexagon quilt above. I would like the room to be filled with things that mean something to me- the kid's framed artwork, grandmas quilts rolled and stuck in a basket, embroidered pillows, colorful, relaxing colors.
Any ideas? I would love to do a pretty turquoise on the walls, or maybe A wall. Also- what do you think of the beadboard- should it stay or go? I can't decide- I have always loved it- but at this point we would need to buy quite a bit more to finish the room, and I just don't know if we can or should spend that much right now.
Help me by answering these questions:
Bead board- take it or leave it?
Color for the living room walls?
Color for the kitchen?
If this was your house what would you do?



Friday, June 6, 2008

Day 6

I had 2 confrontations with people this week. Both of them left me feeling sick to my stomach. I hate the way I feel afterwards, I hate the second guessing every comment, and I hate feeling like i should have said something different or differently. The first one was with a classmate I have known for a long time. In the end I ended up apologizing for speaking harshly towards her. It was over something stupid and wasn't worth any more drama.

The second one was with someone I have just recently met. The conversation lasted for over an hour and I left feeling so defeated. This person- hands down- is smarter than I am. I have no doubt about that. Because of that, and because this person referenced things I knew nothing about- I let this person make me feel unworthy, stupid and so very discouraged. I cleaned out my pantry and cabinets today, and during that incredibly mundane task- I replayed over and over our conversation. And it still hurts today. This person seemed to have a predetermined negative opinion of me. And I hate that instead of speaking my mind- I was bullied into being quiet -into being LESS.

I have been in a similar situation with doctors before. When Riley was 3 she fell really hard at a wedding reception and we ended up taking her to the er. The doctor on call so openly discredited my opinion- and told me she was just throwing a fit and to calm her down and take her home and put her to bed. After 3 more trips to the er that night- I finally grew a back bone and told the doctors I wasn't leaving until they figured out what was wrong. They finally- to appease me- did a ct scan in which they found that she had hit the floor soo hard that her brain had slammed into the front of the skull bruising it, and then slammed backwards and bruised that back of her brain. She ended up spending the night and the next day in the hospital to be watched. Why did I do that- why did I back down from something I felt so stongly about?

Why even days later does this latest confrontation play in my head, and make me feel like LESS? Why do I care about their opinion at all. Why do I care if someone tainted their opinion- with their own bad feelings towards me.

And above all this- what in the world was I to learn from all this? With taking a leadership role at church- I have opened myself up to alot of scrutiny. Over the past 2 years I have had more people upset with something that I have done, or not done then the past 10 years combined. And each time someone confronts me about this the words "teachable spirit" run through my head over and over, believing that for whatever reason God would use them to teach me something I needed to know. But the latest confrontation left me feeling so bad that I don't see the lesson in it. I just feel the hurt from it. And the regret that I allow it to make me feel that way.

Marianne Williamson wrote this, and later Nelson Mandella quoted it in a speech....
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our Light,not our darkness, that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?" Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world.There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the Glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own Light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others..

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Day 5