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Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Ludicrous, Yet Politics at Its Finest

Can someone please remove the man with the forest animal on his head? It may be a danger to all of us.

I am going to say this in my best girl with an attitude voice,"Oh no he didn't!" Did this man really just appoint a replacement for Obama's Senate seat? He's a gutsy man I say, a gutsy man.

Another Day

I was a bit worried today would drag on an on. I am fortunate that I kept fairly busy, a welcome surprise during the slowest point of the season. It has been harder than I expected to return after a nice long weekend. Luckily I have another few days off that will help ease me back in.

This week I have found myself daydreaming about doing other things...being with my kids more, traveling, missions, maybe being in an occupation that is more fullfilling. Of course money is always a key factor in all of these things. My greatest goal for 2009 is to continue the process of getting out of debt. I long for the freedom from bondage to creditors. I dream of being able to save huge portions of our income for the future. I am am hoping that with a lot of diligence we will come close to accomplishing these goals in 2009. We are seriously considering selling our home this summer when some terms in our mortgage become more favorable. A lot of our income is tied up in an adjustable rate mortgage that is higher than I would like. It is very difficult in this economy to decide the benefits to selling and perhaps settling for less than we want or sticking it out a little longer and not having as much extra to pay down debt. We both know we want something a little bigger, but if we do sell we may have to settle for an apartment for a short time to make the savings really add up. These are all difficult decision that we face this year, but I am determined to see our family free and prosperous in the coming years.

I apologize for the rambling. These were just thoughts rolling around in my head as I anticpate the year to come. I pray that this coming year will bring each one of you much joy and that you are blessed with the perseverance to see each dream, goal, or resolution through. If you fall off the wagon there is no shame in getting back on for another try! Happy New Year!

Monday, December 29, 2008

Quarter of a Century




In eleven days I will turn twenty five. I have never paid much attention to the passing of time. As I get older I don't really give thought to the number as I still feel like the same old me on January 10th as I did on the 9th. This year has me feeling a bit retrospective. In the small increments life seems almost unchanged, and yet if I look back over twenty five years I am definitely not the exact same person as I was twenty, ten, or even five years ago. Maybe we don't necessarily change as much as different attributes of ourselves bloom and fade with time.


Nevertheless I face the fact that I may not be old but I am inevitably getting older. As long as wisdom is my reward, I cannot complain.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Christmas Withdrawl

It amazes me how one day can change everything. How is it that Christmas decorations can seem so lively and festive on December 25h, but December 26th it all seems awkward and out of place. I suddenly realize reality must be faced tomorrow and somehow I must learn to face it without the glowing lights and soundtrack of merry Christmas tunes. In spite of the withdrawl another year is approaching fast, and a little spark of anticipation begins to grow in hopes for the new year.

I really wanted to add pictures to this blog, but I am just so terrible at sitting down and getting them uploaded and organized. I blog rather impulsively and this does not lend well to any form of organization. I will probably end up getting them all out in one huge picture blog. Never the less without the pictures to aid I will recount our Christmas day.

We had a wonderful Christmas Eve. Dinner was wonderful and we pretty much followed the usual routine. I wrote Christmas letters for everyone, following the lead from my dad who had done this a few Christmases before. It made for a little teary eyed prelude to the gift opening, but what are gifts if no one knows how much they are really appreciated. Kaylie was very excited and a little overwhelmed with all of her gifts. Chris bought me a new 10.2 megapixel camera. After that I really should be posting more pictures. My brother also surprised us with a gift certificate for a night out together at Del Frisco's. That was pretty awesome as well. My parents gave us some gift cards and monetary gifts. We were extremely grateful and were blessed beyond our expectations. All of the kids chipped in to get my dad a blue ray player for his new T.V. Micah was pretty much content to sit by sucking on his fingers while we opened his gifts. My dad and I attended services Christmas Eve. It was especially meaningful. The last hymn we sang was Joy to the World. In the Luthern church everyone stands as the crucifix enters at the beginning of the service and then again at the end as we watch it exit. As we sang that last hymn I looked at that cross and my heart flooded with hope. In spite of economic woes and turmoil abroad everyone sang with such gusto. What peace we can have knowing who is in control. He truly does rule the world with truth and grace! We spent Christmas day at home with Chris' family. We had a very tasty meal, and it was relaxing to just be home. Overall Christmas 2008 was a complete success.

The last couple of days have been spent recovering. I barely slept the first half of this week. We all slept in yesterday. Last night we were able to reunite for dinner with my best friend from high school, her mom, and step dad. It was wonderful to reconnect remembering old times, and sharing what is going on in our lives. It has been so nice being off it will be hard going back to work Monday. Such is the cycle of life. Oh and I forgot to mention my other Christmas gift. I asked Chris for the Jillian Micahels 30 day shred dvd. Jillian is one of the trainers on the show the Biggest Loser. She is so tough, and has a tendency to make people cry, but for some reason I like her. She gets results. I read nothing but good reviews on the workout regimen so we will see. He also got me a nifty little watch I can wear when I work out that will take my heart rate and count the calories I burn. Now I'm not making a crazy new years resolution about weight loss. We will just see where it goes =) Losing weight would be great, but I also want to get my energy levels up and increase endurance. I am finding these are musts when you have two kids.

I will try to get pictures up tomorrow. Chris will be glued to the television for the last day of regular season football which means I will have some free time. Until next time!

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Merry Christmas Eve

After days and days of preparation and anticipation that hallowed day is upon us. The culmination of parties, decorations, and retailer's holiday flair, which has been on the shelves for months now, will all come together in that glorious date we call Christmas.

I have wanted to add some photo updates from our Christmas adventures, but I always seem to blog at work. I don't have copies of all my pictures on this computer so it makes it quite difficult. I hope to get some pictures up over the holiday weekend.

Tonight is the big night for our family. Since I was a child we have always opened our gifts Christmas Eve. We now have a tradition of going to dinner Christmas Eve at a local restaurant called Italianni's. They have wonderful Italian food in a romantic old school atmosphere. It's the kind of place that feels a little fancier than your everday chains, but has that comfortable neighborhood feel. Afterward we go home and gather in the front living room and read the story of the birth of Jesus. We then do the usual and open gifts and let the kids and adults play around with all the new toys. We usually end up watching a movie that someone received. At 11 pm my dad, Chris , and I head out for a candle light service at a local Lutheran church. This is perhaps one of my favorite traditions. After all of the hustle and bustle of Christmas it is almost sacred to drive out into the empty streets. Everything is quiet and calm. We head into the church surrounded by the faint glow of candles and twinkling lights. The sound of carols fill the air and suddenly I forget about the list of things I needed to do or the gift I forgot to buy. As we participate in the liturgy my spirit is lifted as we verbally affirm the truths of our faith. Some may find this pratice rigorous and monotonous, but there are times when this unification of a body of believers is especially meaningful.
After services we always spend the night at my parents to be together Christmas morning for our stockings. Tomorrow we will go home late in the morning to prepare Christmas dinner at home, and Chris' family will be over. I am pretty excited. We are cooking prime rib which I believe will be delicious!

Merry Christmas Everyone!

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

I Can't Take It With Me?

Stress has been eating at me for awhile. I don't want many thing for myself, but I have a desire to see my loved ones have everything they could want. I'm not a perfectionist or a neat freak, but I long for my house to be perfect. I can work myself into a tizzy adding to my list of to-do's, and the things I hope to do someday. I hear this is fairly common in our fast paced world, but I have been fortunate enough to hear something screaming at me in the depths of my subconscious. Am I so busy worrying about tomorrow that I forget to live out today? The kids will only get older, and I too will grow old and meet my end. When it is all said and said and done I can't take perfection with me. The grasping for the ever dangling carrot will vanish.
Plans are good when they act as a guide, but they can be deadly when they control.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Warm Me Up


Please don't tell anyone, but I have an awful little secret. I like the cold weather. Give me a cold overcast day and I'm a happy girl. I find this to be a dangerous secret because the vast majority of Texans despise the cold. Oh of course we all wish for the occasional white Christmas, but for the most part, Texas enjoys nice warm sunny weather. One week of cloudy skies and the makers of prozac are back in business.
Maybe I should explain myself a little better. It is not necessarily the cold weather I enjoy, but rather the instincts it draws out in us as human beings. The cold causes us to come inside together, to seek warmth and comfort from the elements. In these moments we realize we are not all that self sufficient, we need something more to bring light and warmth into our lives. Nothing warms me up more than some yummy soup, a warm fire, and my family. Yes even a warmed heart can bring comfort to my physical body.
How often my spirit becomes cold and dreary, and I am reminded once again I need to be drawn in by the love, light, and warmth of a Saviour.

Monday, December 15, 2008

One Year Later

How do you fill such a big void, when no one else compares? They say time heals wounds, but what if time just let's it settle in further?

I have been reflecting this afternoon. It has almost been one year since my grandpa Jack, passed away. The year has gone rather quickly, and sometimes I feel like I just heard the news for the first time. We always called him papa. He was such an anchor in this family, someone you always just knew would be there. I rarely heard a cross word come from his mouth, he preferred to make people laugh. He used to call me Cris, and would always sing silly songs. I could go on and on about how he loved people and they loved him. He was an upstanding member of the community, a staple of his town. His great character is achieved by very few men. He loved his wife. You could tell they still had that spark even after 6 decades together. Even at the end when he was in pain I knew he hung on because he loved her so.

All of these memories give me joy because I know his legacy is so great. They still don't bring back papa. One year later that is still sinking in.

Line Dancing=Holiday Entertainment?




Saturday evening we found ourselves at the mall waiting in line to see Santa Clause. This is the first year Kaylie caught onto the idea and she determined that no matter what she would see Santa on Saturday. The winding line did not deter her and we found ourselves with the hundreds of other parents waiting to see the jolly old man.


As we stood waiting a group of middle aged people began to set up near our line for what seemed to be some sort of holiday entertainment. The music kicked up and I realized we were caught smack dab in the middle of some good old fashioned Texas line dancing set to Christmas music. They even had cute little shirts that said "Dancin 'n' Line." Now I have lived in Texas almost my whole life and have never developed an affinity for cowboy culture. I understand everyone has there own preferences, but line dancing has never been one of those activities that seemed like entertainment for an audience. If you enjoy it as a personal entertainment great, go out and have yourself a grand old time. But really, can we seriously call a few combinations done in a line holiday entertainment? It truly was painful to watch. There was a small crowd gathered of obvious friends and family. The rest of us were held captive against our will as we waited in that hopelessly long line.


Now that I realize how easy it is to get a spot in the holiday line-up, I may grab my ipod and docking station and head out the mall and find my own little corner to perform. Jumpin Jacks to holiday music will be my schtick.

For now I'm stuck in Texas. Merry Christmas ya'll!

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Jingle Bells

Time for a Christmas update. We have been having a fabulous holiday so far. This is the first year that Kaylie has really had a keen understanding of Christmas. Every aspect of it has been exciting for her, and as parents that just makes it all worth while. I've been trying to explain to her the story of Jesus. I know I know he was most likely born at some other time of the year, but since we can't pinpoint a date we'll have to just live with December. Since we needed something to replace worship of the sun god, this will do wonderfully! Ok sorry for the rabbit trail. Anyway, if anyone knows of a good live nativity in the DFW area let me know. I believe Kaylie would really enjoy it.

Our days have been filled with Christmas music to and from work, watching Christmas movies, and decorating trees. Jingle Bells is Kaylie's favorite song, as she has learned most of the words. Sleigh Ride is a close second. We have actually covered five Christmas movies, but there are still more to go. The upcoming week brings some Christmas parties which always involve baking. Then of course we will begin the final countdown. I am enjoying the season very much as well. We completed almost all of our Christmas shopping right around Thanksgiving. It really is a good feeling. Micah is also enjoying what little he can process. His favorite thing has been to lay on the floor and stare at the Christmas lights on the tree.
Next year will be even more fun we he can toddle around the house after Kaylie and join in the fun.
I hope you and your families are enjoying the holidays. The economy may be headed south and uncertainty is around every corner, but the warmth of family and friends is just the medicine to carry us through. I leave you with a few more pictures of our Christmas festivities.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Pavestone Flood of 2008


I walked out of the break room at lunch to find a great flood of water in the hallway. It seems that we had a toilet overflow and about a quarter of our office downstairs is covered in water. Good times! Needless to say the office manager is none to happy as worries of stench and mold fly around.

Of course it gives us all a great excuse to roll up our pantlegs as we wade through the water and pretend we are swashbucklers working on the high seas. I should have known it never hurts to keep a pair of waders in the car.

Happy Birthday To The Love of My Life




In my life I have known two of the greatest men around. One is my father and one is my husband Chris. Today I celebrate the day my husband Christopher Michael Medrano made his entrance into this world. Yes I will proceed to rant about his awesomeness, and it is my honor to do so. Chris is one of the most honest people I know. He bucks the system a lot, and I love that he is not afraid to stand up for what is right. Even though he has no fear to say what's on his mind, he is also very humble. He doesn't like to make things about himself, and he will probably scold me a bit for writing this. Chris loves his children and spends all the time he can with them, even if it means missing a beloved Cowboys game. He is intelligent in an unpretentious way. I love that he thinks for himself and does not allow media or other's to sway him. Chris loves me and puts up with my stubborness and lets me be goofy. He doesn't mind what I look like in the morning because he always lets me know I'm beautiful. What I love most about Chris is that he loves God with all his heart, and he is not afraid to admit his own frailty and shortcomings. He is not flamboyant or abrasive in his faith, but everyone knows where he stands. Chris is a worshipper at heart and when he plays his guitar it is truly for an audience of One.
I love him with all of my heart and am glad to call him mine. Happy Birthday Chris, you make this world a better place.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Family Unit

I have been thinking a lot about the dynamics of a family lately. I remember after having Kaylie how I struggled with whether I could love another baby as much as her. I knew deep inside I wanted another child, but I was often hesitant on pinpointing a time. I finally realized I could wait forever and there would never be a "perfect" time. When I found out I was pregnant with Micah I was excited, but still a little worried about how this would effect Kaylie. She is pretty close with Chris and I. I feared it would be difficult for her to share time that had soley been devoted to her. After Micah was born my fears began to melt away. She was so excited and proud of her little brother. Now Kaylie has never been maternal. She doesn't play with baby dolls and she tries to help with Micah, but she's not jumping to change diapers or anything. In spite of this she still has this deep love for her brother. Recently we were loading into the car and Chris was about to put Micah in. Kaylie didn't see the carseat in his hand and asked where Micah was. Chris jokingly told her he was staying home. Kaylie burst into tears. She was so upset. She did not want Micah to be left at home alone. This is what I love about Kaylie. She is intuitive. She can read feelings and she never wants anyone to be left alone. She does have her share of terrible 3 year old moments, but deep inside is an enduring goodness that is so pure.
Micah is still carving his place, but he already has made a deep impact on our lives. Micah makes me stop and realize that I don't always have to be doing something. He loves to be held close and will let me know he does not appreciate my focus being on something else. I like to multi-task, but he has shown me sometimes it is good to just be still and enjoy the moment.
If there is anything I have learned about family it is that everyone has a place. No matter how we evolve over time as we grow we each bring something vital to the table. I am learning to appreciate my husband and each child, for who they are and how they make our home a happier place.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Farewell Crane, Poole, & Schmidt





Last night marked the end of an era for, in my opinion, one of televisions greatest primetime dramas. Boston legal ran five seasons, all of which kept me glued to the television.

I was never an avid fan of The Practice, but started watching the last season when James Spader's character was introduced. I followed over to the spinoff the next season. I appreciated this show not just for the legal drama, but for its ability to dispense heartfelt comedy throughout. The chemistry between James Spader and William Shatner was simply dazzling. While the show was unabashedly liberal in its slant, I loved it because it made me think. It challenged many of my own beliefs and allowed me to sharpen my own thought processes. It was a show that could explore issues from alzheimer's , aspergers syndrome, racism , and even mad cow disease with such effortless seguays. At the end of the day I feel it really brought out the true humanity in all of us. No matter what your political leanings, people can still find a deep mutual affection in the things that are deeper than hot button issues. This was executed beautifully in the friendship between Alan Shore and Denny Crane. I will miss the show very much. The series finale only made me wish that at least one more season could have aired. If you never watched check it out on netflix sometime. I now leave you with a picture from one of my favorite episodes when Denny and Alan dressed as flamingos for Halloween.



Thursday, December 4, 2008

Gotta Love Burl Ives

You know it's Christmas when you flip on the t.v. and hear the unmistakable vocals of Burl Ives belting from a snowman. Yes last night was that time when the story of beloved Rudolph is told in glorious claymation. I was a little excited to introduce Kaylie to this yearly tradition. As a child I always eagerly sought out the weekly t.v. guide during the holidays to pinpoint all of the Christmas specials we would be watching. Rudolph was always a favorite. I have to say watching it again has turned many of those rosy, nostalgic memories into a more realistic picture of quirkey animation with a silly storyline. With all of its flaws nothing can put a smile on my face faster than a tune from Burl Ives. Rudolph does the trick with a rousing song of Holly Jolly Christmas. Something about Burl's deep but warm voice. He just seems like a grandpa that would sit around the hearth with his pipe telling Christmas stories to all the grandkids. So here's to you Burl Ives. I may get older, but your Christmas spirit makes me feel like a kid again.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Bless Their Little Hearts




An excerpt from an article on MSNBC on the big three auto executives travel plans to Capitol Hill.


And for this week’s appearances here, all three company chiefs will skip the lavish travel arrangements. Mulally is coming by car from Detroit for this week’s second round of congressional hearings on government help for the Big Three. GM Chief Rick Wagoner will drive a Chevrolet Malibu hybrid sedan for the 520-mile trek from Detroit to Capitol Hill, spokesman Tony Cervone said Tuesday. And Chrysler LLC CEO Robert Nardelli won’t travel by corporate jet, but a spokeswoman declined to elaborate on his travel plans, citing security reasons.


To be even more efficient they could have carpooled in one of those nifty Escalade hybrids. I hear they may get 19mpg on the highway. Now that is efficiency. Can anyone say," Road Trip!"

Saturday, November 29, 2008

A Happy Thanksgiving

Another Thanksgiving has come and gone. Thanksgiving 2008 was a success. We celebrated with about 20 people. I generally prefer a more intimate Thanksgiving dinner around the table with the china and some candles in lieu of paper plates and a television, but we still had a good time.

Wednesday we got off early and headed home for the yearly cook-a-thon. Everyone pitched in this year. This may be my favorite part about Thanksgiving. We crank up the Christmas music and go to work making some of the most delectable treats. It is great family time, and gets us all in the mood for the holidays. Our menu this year included: turkey, ham, cheese ball, white chocolate raspberry cheesecake, stuffing, cranberry sauce, sweet potatoes with marshmallows, and of course a pumpkin pie. We were up till about midnight. Chris and I finished the night off with a Thanksgiving episode of Friends.
Thanksgiving day we enjoyed a plentiful amount of food and some good wines. Chris was in good spirits after the Cowboys won their game. Of course I was thrilled as well (can you hear the sarcasm dripping?)


Here are some pictures from the day. Our family always seems to have more desserts than main dishes.


Micah is very excited about his first Thanksgiving, if only he could tear into a turkey leg.

Here we are enjoying a very competitive game of Candy Land.

Awesome dad doing the dishes
I hope everyone had a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving. We have so much to be thankful for!

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

A Grateful Heart

A few weeks ago Chris and I were at Tom Thumb doing our weekly grocery shopping. We were looking for a particular item, but realized the usual spot had been replaced by frozen turkeys. I looked around only to find two large freezers and a section of the designated poultry area full of more turkeys. As I looked at mountains of turkeys it hit me like a ton of bricks, we are so blessed in this country. Despite the economic woes we still go to our grocery stores which are conveniently located close to home and find them well stocked with everything we need. I do not mean to trvialize the hard times of many in this country. It is not easy to lose a home or a job, but many are very fortunate that this country offers options to those who have fallen upon hard times. We have all grown accustomed to a very high standard of living, and forget that doing without the 50 inch 1080p lcd is not necessarily poverty. I often find myself complaining about wanting new furniture or needing a vacation. Then I read about food riots in third world countries and diseases that threaten the very existence of tribes and people groups, and I am humbled by all that I have been given.

In these times of great uncertainty it is imperative to step back and account for all of the blessings in our lives. All of the stuff we collect is not bad, but without a grateful heart it is just clutter. I have been given a roof above my head, food to feed my children, a job, and family. I am grateful.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Washer Woes


Life may actually be easier with an old fashioned washboard right about now. What's a little manual labor when you don't have to deal with parts and mechanics? What, you may ask, has caused my sudden hatred for the washing machine? Let me start from the beginning.
It started out as a relaxing Saturday evening. Chris and I sat down to watch a movie. The kids were asleep, and I decided to take advantage of the time to do a couple of loads of laundry. I started with the babies clothes which washed without a hitch. Unwittingly I decided to start another load. Our movie ended at about midnight and we were both ready to get some sleep. I stopped at the laundry room to switch my load to the dryer and find that my clothes are sitting in the tub full of water. The spin cycle is frozen. Chris thought maybe the drum was just off balance so he proceeded to remove some clothing to try and redistribute the weight. After removing everything we realize this machine is not going to budge. So at 1am we start to manually scoop out water. We then have a whole load of sopping wet clothes to deal with. We took them to the tub and wrung everything out as much as possible, not wanting to kill our dryer as well. We hang up about half of the clothes and after letting the washer rest we are able to get it to drain the remaining water at the bottom and start the spin cycle. We were so relieved and finally went to bed at 2.
This would be a great way to end the story, but alas there was more fun to be had. Last night I decided to do abother load believing the problem was fixed. I tried to do a smaller load just to test. Well the washer fills up and begins to agitate, but it will no longer drain. We can even move it to the spin cycle, but the water just splashes around without draining. Now we start to wonder if something is clogging the drain. Chris ends up pulling everything out of the wall and inspecting all of the hoses. After a couple more hours of troubleshooting we are left with nothing, but another sopping pile of wet clothes. If I had started out with the washboard I would have been done by now!
As a last resort my dad is coming over to look at it tonight. He is pretty handy with the tools so he can tell us whether or not it is fixable. At this point if it costs too much to fix I could buy another used one for the same price, but we shall see. It is more of an annoyance than anything. Our laundry room is on the second floor, so it is a hassle if the washer has to be moved out. Such is life,but in a world with so many problems, I'm pretty lucky that right now my washer is my biggest woe.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

No More Hernia

Three months ago today, my sweet baby Micah was born. To celebrate today he had his inguinal hernia repaired. Our day started off at 5 am. I am seeing a medical trend here, they like to get us in early. I already felt horrible because Micah could not have any formula after midnight. He ate his last bottle around 9pm last night. I knew he would wake up in the wee hours of the morning ready to eat again. Fortunately he drank some pedialite and went to sleep. We all got up groggy and hungry, but we had to be at the surgery center by 6:30. I wasn't sure what kind of time frame we would be looking at. We came prepared for the long haul. My little man was absolutely wonderful in spite of the circumstances. When I was done filling out paperwork, I came to the back room where Chris had taken Micah. He was smiling and cooing at the nurses. He was just plain adorbale in his little Cook's Children's t-shirt and socks. I forgot my camera so no pictures. When they came to take him back he looked upset and stared at us wondering why we were not going with him as he was wheeled down the hall. We both went to the waiting room and started crying. It actually went by faster than I thought it would, but my heart goes out to all of the people who have children who require a lot of surgery and hospital visits. It is so hard to release your child's care into the hands of others. The doctor came out about 45 minutes later informing us everything had went well. Of course we were told Micah would have to refrain from horeseback riding and driving for at least 6 weeks! We haven't told Micah yet. Twenty minutes later we were brought back to the recovery room. He was hungry, but other than that he was his usual self. We were released by 9:30. A three hour turnaround is not bad. Micah is resting close to daddy now. Thank God for His graciousness and protection.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Mid-Week Update

I had full intentions of writing a piece or updating on a daily basis. I really don't want to be a rambler. I have not had any strokes of genius that had to be penned, or typed to be more literal. So here is a quick update for the week. Tomorrow is Micah's surgery. Please keep him in your prayers. The surgery is minor, but it will be very disorienting to his schedule not to eat when he is hungry, and waking up in a strange place. Also pray for Chris and I that we don't worry too much. Of course we are parents so that is second nature. The week has been fairly mundane for us personally although Chris' sister had to have emergency gall bladder surgery yesterday. We have had our fair share of family medical issues as of late. I am ready for a new year and a fresh start.

With the surgery behind us I look forward to spending the holidays with my family. We had our annual Thanksgiving luncheon at work which was yummy, but it left me ready to take a nap. It has me in the mood for next week when I will get off Wednesday and spend the evening cooking all of my favorite traditional dishes. Kaylie has shown a penchant for cooking so I know I will have a lot of help. I have mentioned it before, but I will say it again. I love traditions and the way they bring families together. I have already gathered so many precious memories with Kaylie in the three short years she has been with us. I can't wait for all the memories we will make with Micah as well.

I have added the West Africa Shea blog to the blogs I follow. If you have a moment check it out. It is dedicated to our West Africa Women't Initiative. It has not been updated in awhile, but I am about to start posting frequent updates on the happenings in West Africa and what we can do to help empower the women of those countries.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Bail Me Out of Here!!!


This whole economic bailout thing has me reeling. I feel like I got into a taxi cab and was told we would head to one destination at a set cost, but now I am stuck in the back while my driver takes me on the longest route possible stopping at all lights. Hey buddy is that meter still running?

Friday, November 14, 2008

Shabbat Shalom!


It is Friday, and what a wonderful day it is. On my way to work this morning I was meditating on the goodness of God that is displayed in the simplicity of the weekend. I read a book once by a women name Bonnie Wilks, I believe it was called The Gift of the Sabbath. It traced the roots of the Jewish sabbath. Ultimately she related that many people get bogged down believing a day of rest is to be riddled with things one cannot do. God's true intentions were the exact opposite. He is our Creator, and He knows that we are easily distracted and weighed down by the cares of this world He loves us so much, He set aside a time for us to come together and rest in His peace and and marvel at His goodness in our lives. My family does not celebrate the traditional Jewish shabbat meal, although I believe it is a wonderful tradition and know many people who do. We do come together as a family for a meal. We talk, laugh, and eat good food.


I will admit that many times I allow myself to be distracted by "things" instead of resting on this day. It is so important to remember that God did not design us to be 24/7 workaholics. He desires us to step back from our business and our need to aquire things and enjoy the nourishment of His life being delivered to us.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Surgery

My baby boy is going under the knife in a week. He's only 12 weeks old and already another hospital visit!
Not to be alarmed it is nothing too major. Last week at his two month checkup the doctor noticed what seemed to be a hernia in his scrotum. She recommended we see a pediatric surgeon for a consultation. From what I have read these are not extremely uncommon in infant boys. It seems when their testicles descend before birth. the opening sometimes does not close. The doctor told me it is usually not too serious in infants, but can cause problems later if not corrected. We decided to do the surgery as soon as possible to take advantage of having already met our deductible for the year. I know it is a fairly simple outpatient surgery lasting only 30 minutes, but the mommy part of me still doesn't like the thought of it. The surgeon told me most infants are feeling back to normal the next day. Please keep Micah in your prayers over the next week. While I know it is a simple surgery, it is still surgery and their is always a small chance for complications. It feels like these last few months have been a little trying for our whole family.

Did I mention Chris was rear ended yesterday? It was completely ironic because on the way to work we were discussing the fact that our insurance should be going down soon because we have not had any tickets or at fault accidents recently. Luckily Chris was definitely not at fault. The car is still drivable, but will have to go in the shop soon. I am just ready to get past all of this, and enjoy the holidays with my family.

Well that's my little update for the night. I need to get some sleep.

Report: American Express seeking $3.5 billion as part of government bailout program




It seems that they will be changing the poem on the plaque that graces The Statue of Liberty

Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled businesses yearning bailouts for free,
The wretched CEO's of your teeming shore.
Send these, the greedy, tempest-tossed, to me:
I lift my lamp beside the Fed's door.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Hydration


John 7:37
Now on the last day, the great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out, saying, "If anyone is thirsty, let him come to Me and drink.


I have a problem. That problem is I do not drink enough water throughout the day. I want to very much, but when I am thirsty I seem to reach for something like a soda. I start out with the best of intentions, but for some reason I will not satiate my body's true need.


It amazes me how closely our physical life can mirror our spiritual life. I was talking to Chris last night after we laid down in bed. These are some of my favorite talks because they end up being so open and honest. I was sharing how I start off my week really clinging to the Father and wanting to walk so close, so intently beside him. I long to display Jesus to a dying world. As the week goes on I consistenly neglect the hydration my spirit so desperately needs. I was deeply convicted yesterday when I realized I spent more time reading news and other worthless information during my downtime at work, than quenching my spirit's thirst with God's Word. How can I reach anyone when my eyes are not fixed on the One who gives life?


I am thirsty... Jesus I am coming to You.


Monday, November 10, 2008

Candy and Miniatures

I was hoping I could write some more in depth blogs with my dowtime at work. Instead, here I am writing about my new obsession with candy. Yes that's right, I have turned into a little five year old. The month of October brought a plethora of candy at work, and I have sadly become addicted. Even now when I am plagued with a headache obviously induced by my sugar overload, I find myself reaching for another mini twix bar. When will the madness stop!!!????

Now to jump the opposite end of the spectrum, I wanted to talk about miniatures and movies. I watched a few of the old superman movies for the first time recently thanks to Chris. I couldn't help but take notice of the abundance of miniatures used in these old films to simulate the effects of flying. It seems a little silly to watch now, but by the end of the movie I realized half of the credit were dedicated to those special guys who devoted all of their time to the miniatures. Now that is not something you see much anymore. Was there ever an academy award that went to the best miniatures in a movie? I just wanted to give a shout out to all of those miniature builders from King Kong and Godzilla all the way to Superman. I'm not sure if there's much work in that field as far as movies go, but I sure hope you've all adapted accordingly.

Now I need to stop daydreaming about candy and miniatures and get back to work. Of course my husband just sent me a picture of the coolest Star Wars toaster in the world, how will I ever get anything done?!

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Fort Worth Botanical Gardens

A good majority of our outings this year have been to the Fort Worth Botanical Gardens. What better weekend outing than the chance to get outside and enjoy beautiful weather in a serene setting. The best part is the price. There is a nominal fee for the Japanese Garden portion, and of course we always bring money to buy food for the koi fish. This was a very special visit because is was Micah's first trip. At least the first trip he was not chilling in my uterus. He is just getting to that stage where he is becoming very aware of his surroundings. He was extremely calm and peaceful as his little eyes soaked in the surroundings. He smiled and cooed a lot, which melts the heart at any time. Kaylie enjoyed herself as always. She woke up early just to remind me today was the day we were going to feed the fish and turtles.
The one thing that always gets me about the gardens is all of the "photographers." Everyone gets too engrossed in their own projects that it literally start looking like a group of photographers taking pictures of another group of photographers. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the art form. I love taking pictures when we are there. It's just something about the weekend when I see a million flashes going off around me, and we have to be careful where we walk in case we ruin a picture. Sometimes it is just nice to enjoy the surroundings without running into a tripod. Of course I did take some pictures of my own, but I try not to take it too seriously on a day like today.
I leave you with a classic picture for the day. We just happened to catch this as we were coming around the pond. The bird dove into the water and grabbed a fish and swallowed it whole. Poor Kaylie was briefly traumatized. I guess we all have to learn about the circle of life sometime!

Hello World, Welcome to My Home


I have heard many good things about blogspot. My husband encouraged me to move over here because he does not have a myspace account and it is easier for him to read. I also like the fact that I can post blogs at work and not spend too much time working on them when I am home with the family. I have seen so many clever blogs already. I aspire to be a better writer, but it is always humbling to read some of the more witty writings of others. I will try to keep things as interesting as possible, but really this is just a little slice of my world, or my corner if you will. I write to simply relate in the many simple experiences that we all share upon this planet. If anything I write is cause for inspiration or further contemplation on an issue, then that is icing on my cake! So welcome to my life. I look forward to us getting to know one another.