Merry Christmas Everyone!!
The Lord provided coctail shrimp at half off from Whole Foods. Don't dis the farm raised- they are fabu! He also provided Home Alone II on network TV from 8:30-10:00. It was such a delight. Please don't try to deny that you like Home Alone. It was so great. AND, the Lord provided the most AMAZING family for me to babysit for. They gave me a most amazing gift cert to Neroli Spa and Apothacary for a mommy-to-be 60min massage plus gratuity! Unreal. I am beside myself over it.
I better capitalize on my mood of thanksgiving and write a bit about where I'm at.
Immanuel is God with us. I wonder who else out there could stand a little "with-ness" from Christ Himself over the next few days. I don't know about you, but I never want my wonder of the nearness of God to wane. I pray that the unfathomable never grows reasonable to me. May miracles make me marvel! Oh, that we would become like little children. Children see glory in the ordinary. I so want that. I've walked with Jesus long enough to know that I don't have to be on the proverbial mountain top to sense His nearness and see His glory. Sometimes, it seems, His nearness is realized in the daily-ness of life. I love that wherever He is, glory is, no matter the landscape.
Lord,
Open our eyes to the reality of You! Show us who You are in the midst of the seemingly mundane! Shatter every false picture, and bring to life, for our hearts, the very real, living, vibrant and most glorious Savior that Your Word reveals. You are life. May we wrap ourselves around You this Christmas, even as you draw near unto us.
Amen!
Monday, December 22, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
baby jackson
My cousin Emily has the sweetest little boy named Jackson. I pulled these pics off facebook. He totally made me o.k. with the idea of having a boy, should that be the case (i don't know YET). Grace was all about him. I can't wait to see what she will be like as a big sister. I'm sure she will be such a good helper with the new baby.
Grace was loving him!
Oh, Lord. Am I going to have a boy or a girl?
He was so stinkin cute!
Grace was loving him!
Oh, Lord. Am I going to have a boy or a girl?
He was so stinkin cute!
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
ones what didn't make the card
I really believe that my child is the cutest kid on planet earth. Every parent really believes this, I know. Last week I took some pics of Grace for our Christmas card. So as not to spoil the delight of receiving your card (joy that it will be) I decided to post "ones what didn't make the card". If the Lord ever decides that I will write vocationally I already feel sorry for my editor...
These were taken on normal film. Like the kind that comes in rolls. The lady in the CVS had mercy on me and actually printed these in 15 minutes while I waited rather than the one hour. I had to go to CVS because Target no longer has the capability to print regular film. Seriously??? I distinctly remember the time I went into blockbuster to rent a movie and was dismayed to find that they no longer rented VHS tapes. Seriously??? I marched solemnly out and returned to my parents house to plead the case of finally breaking down and purchasing a DVD player. I fear the purchase of a digital camera is likewise in order.
Enjoy the sweetness!
These were taken on normal film. Like the kind that comes in rolls. The lady in the CVS had mercy on me and actually printed these in 15 minutes while I waited rather than the one hour. I had to go to CVS because Target no longer has the capability to print regular film. Seriously??? I distinctly remember the time I went into blockbuster to rent a movie and was dismayed to find that they no longer rented VHS tapes. Seriously??? I marched solemnly out and returned to my parents house to plead the case of finally breaking down and purchasing a DVD player. I fear the purchase of a digital camera is likewise in order.
Enjoy the sweetness!
Thursday, December 11, 2008
gimme some more gobble
Here are more pictures of Gobble Games 08.
Here is the carnival come to town.
Carrie Anne (CA) and Cousin Pascal gearing up to take blue to victory.
Zee Haus Frau (Sister Liz) and Cousin Monique. Can you tell we are all related?
Brother in law Matt, Dad, Brother Scott, Me, and Cousin Emily.
GO TEAM BLACK!!! The juicy maternity crop pants pulled through! I'd like to give them another shout out!
Here is the carnival come to town.
Carrie Anne (CA) and Cousin Pascal gearing up to take blue to victory.
Zee Haus Frau (Sister Liz) and Cousin Monique. Can you tell we are all related?
Brother in law Matt, Dad, Brother Scott, Me, and Cousin Emily.
GO TEAM BLACK!!! The juicy maternity crop pants pulled through! I'd like to give them another shout out!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
gobble wha?
So here are some pics. Sigh!
The yams were scandalous ya'll, that's all I have to say. Pastor's Wife was not consulted prior to the installation of the yam toss. Teams were complete with Dirty Turkey jerseys and mascots. I was a proud member of the black team. For one of the "events" you had to do a relay on a real stinkin' track. Throat burn anyone? The baton was, of course, a turkey baster filled with paint in each team's color. The gel set was a concern, but I managed to be victorious over any acrylic paint seepage. My team, for relay and all other gobble game events consisted of the following participants: yours truly aka. the Preggers, a nursing mom, a pleurisy ridden strep carrying overworked Emory grad student, an insulin dependent diabetic and a nicotine addict. Nice. We lost hard, ya'll.
Not featured:
Trivia night under the influence of turkey dinner, pie, and gasp, merlot (not me on the last one).
The gilded turkey prize trophy. Unmatched. It looked like an antique santa gone terribly wrong.
VICTORY!! The black team was able to pull out the (borrowed? yeah...) shopping cart race. Note the plethora of pics.
At the close of the weekend we were told to "leave our jersey" for next year. Humm... We shall see...
Enjoy.
Friday, December 5, 2008
in need of shocking news
So I must admit a "lull" post baby news announcement. Please, please believe me when I say that all my hope was NOT tied up in having another baby. That is not it, praise His name. No, I think this is more of the normal routine post announce boredom that likely surfaces for most expectant moms. Also, please do not assume that the next six month will be one run-on of baby related ramblings. I am very aware of the non-gestating community and realize the distaste of perpetual prego-talk. I won't go there.
It's not as if nothing is happening in the lives of the Campbell Crazies. There is the day in and day out reality of being awoken to a 3 and half year old in mismatched tights, sparkle wings and tutus (note prior to 7am). Coffee, waffles, find the phone, find the keys, feed the dog, shower, re-apply the face, sort through the purse pit to find a necessary Target receipt that has painfully been used as a gum receptacle, fill the tank, make the drs. apt, pray among heaps of laundry despite the relentless re-loading, drying and folding.... you get the idea.
Add to that, ministry of every variety. Oh how I love Him. I love praying boldly after leaving community group when my car is still freezing cold and I see the moon piercing the sky and I sense His presence and approval. Those five minutes are mighty effective. Add to that, God at work in me. Creating life. Body, soul, spirit. Oh the depths of the riches of the knowledge and wisdom. There is none like Him. We so don't get it. Add to that the nurture and care of my daughter. Imparting the beauty and love of Christ one Bible story at a time, one bedtime prayer session at a time. Add to that the sweetness of marriage and its refining fires. The agent of sanctification in order to make the mystery of Christ and His gospel known. Just those things....And yet, I "feel" the lull.
All amid Pottery Barn magazines, trash that needs taking out, roots that are showing without a bank account to support their being highlighted. It is all the crazieness and the complexity and the simplicity that makes up our lives. I'd imagine yours is much the same just with different titles.
Maybe my malaise is due to the deficency of COMMENTS on my blog. I must not write well enough to generate any feedback. I really need to get some pictures up asap. Our digital camera has been broken for months now and the iphone just isn't cutting it. Mark wants to get a new 35 mm digital camera. Indeed. Anyways, he took all the pics from Thanksgiving festivities and so I will have to email them to myself so that I can post them.
More later...
It's not as if nothing is happening in the lives of the Campbell Crazies. There is the day in and day out reality of being awoken to a 3 and half year old in mismatched tights, sparkle wings and tutus (note prior to 7am). Coffee, waffles, find the phone, find the keys, feed the dog, shower, re-apply the face, sort through the purse pit to find a necessary Target receipt that has painfully been used as a gum receptacle, fill the tank, make the drs. apt, pray among heaps of laundry despite the relentless re-loading, drying and folding.... you get the idea.
Add to that, ministry of every variety. Oh how I love Him. I love praying boldly after leaving community group when my car is still freezing cold and I see the moon piercing the sky and I sense His presence and approval. Those five minutes are mighty effective. Add to that, God at work in me. Creating life. Body, soul, spirit. Oh the depths of the riches of the knowledge and wisdom. There is none like Him. We so don't get it. Add to that the nurture and care of my daughter. Imparting the beauty and love of Christ one Bible story at a time, one bedtime prayer session at a time. Add to that the sweetness of marriage and its refining fires. The agent of sanctification in order to make the mystery of Christ and His gospel known. Just those things....And yet, I "feel" the lull.
All amid Pottery Barn magazines, trash that needs taking out, roots that are showing without a bank account to support their being highlighted. It is all the crazieness and the complexity and the simplicity that makes up our lives. I'd imagine yours is much the same just with different titles.
Maybe my malaise is due to the deficency of COMMENTS on my blog. I must not write well enough to generate any feedback. I really need to get some pictures up asap. Our digital camera has been broken for months now and the iphone just isn't cutting it. Mark wants to get a new 35 mm digital camera. Indeed. Anyways, he took all the pics from Thanksgiving festivities and so I will have to email them to myself so that I can post them.
More later...
Monday, November 24, 2008
girls and the golden goose
Here is a picture of some of my most favorite kindreds in the whole world. 4 out of 5 of us are pregnant right now!! I am confident that God saved Michelle so that she might intercede and be saintly on all our behalves. She shall be our ambassador and support, bless her 100 lb soaking wet self.
I grabbed dinner with Annie on Friday night. First time to see her adorable new nest. It was so amazing to see her little man so big already. He was so darling, and SO all boy. She made a delightful lasagne dinner complete with chilled water and lemon slices, warm garlic bread, and topped off with brownie sundaes. She did not disappoint. Her house was so immaculate I could have eaten off the floor. I did not, but told her I would have.
Here we are. It's not the best picture ever. I know the blog has been lacking in recent photos so this is to appease.
O.k. Here is the DRASTIC NEWS. My golden goose is taking flight. That's right. Oscar will be attending 5 day pre-K beginning Jan 5th. This is very sudden. I had no idea that I would not have him this spring. Even with the baby coming, I didn't expect this. I am going to have to get a job now. Exhaustion just thinking about this.
There's more, but I'm so very tired.
I grabbed dinner with Annie on Friday night. First time to see her adorable new nest. It was so amazing to see her little man so big already. He was so darling, and SO all boy. She made a delightful lasagne dinner complete with chilled water and lemon slices, warm garlic bread, and topped off with brownie sundaes. She did not disappoint. Her house was so immaculate I could have eaten off the floor. I did not, but told her I would have.
Here we are. It's not the best picture ever. I know the blog has been lacking in recent photos so this is to appease.
O.k. Here is the DRASTIC NEWS. My golden goose is taking flight. That's right. Oscar will be attending 5 day pre-K beginning Jan 5th. This is very sudden. I had no idea that I would not have him this spring. Even with the baby coming, I didn't expect this. I am going to have to get a job now. Exhaustion just thinking about this.
There's more, but I'm so very tired.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Adaptation on a Piper Quote
I'd like to pitch out my latest adaptation to a Piper quote.
To my husband:
You are most sexy to me when you are most satisfied in Him.
I hope no one is disturbed. This is just how we roll, ya'll.
To my husband:
You are most sexy to me when you are most satisfied in Him.
I hope no one is disturbed. This is just how we roll, ya'll.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
this is my family
We received the following email today. It is an INVITE to our Thanksgiving Festivities! Only my family would have the creative energies to pen such a thing. You can hardly imagine the goings on AT these actual gatherings. It should be noted, that only 3 out of 9 of my mother's siblings families are represented. This is going to be good...
The air is brisk, sky azure blue, leaves brilliant with color.
Let’s gather to give Praise and Glory to the Creator
of all good things!
The pleasure of your company is requested at Dixie Gobble 2008
We are delighted you will be joining us and pleased to provide you with some of the finest accommodations in historic Alpharetta, Georgia - first city on the Chattahoochee River!
Accommodations:
Villa San Haupt
Classy but not constrictive…..This two-story villa in Alpharetta’s scenic north hills region overlooks Bowen Piazza de Sales Center, beautifully appointed gardens and a 30 meter pool with really, really cool giant mushroom fountain. Accommodations offer a mix of contemporary and traditional Florentine decor, along with TVs, private children’s quarters and Internet access. Complimentary buffet breakfasts, comfortable sitting areas, and a loft lounge provide an intimate and inviting ambience. This hotel has an extensive “enfants” art collection, an elegant open-air entry with grand stair case leading to a antique, ruff-hewn futon and much more.
Reservations have been secured for the following families. Check-in begins Wednesday, November 25th:
The Family Price
The Family Eveland
The Family Campbell
Palais De La Brinton:
Sumptuous but not stuffy…tucked away in the Village of Henderson between Alpharetta Hwy and Historic Cumming Street, nestles .129 acres of manicured gardens and fragrant pinewoods surrounding this famed hotel. Originally built in 1997, this glamorous hotel is located in Alpharetta’s exclusive Carré d'Or district just steps from Jumpin Jacks, the One Star Ranch and near the city center. Combining classic elegance with modern touches, 3 guest rooms and suites feature garden views, 600 count Egyptian cotton sheets, designer toiletries and occasional root vegetables. Additional perks include voluptuous sitting areas, TVs with pay movies, Wireless Internet access, tiled bathrooms and extremely strong coffee.
Reservations have been secured for the following families. Check-in begins Wednesday, November 25th:
Grand Dame Batticus
The Family Braun
The Family Brinton
Boy
Scott the Drifter
RuRu the Magical Dragon Fly
Onion Bug
Sweet note:
Reservations have been confirmed and cannot be altered without verbal or written consent of the BOTH proprietress’: Hotlanta Haus Frau and DixiTree.
Eats:
We look forward to our traditional Italian blow-out Wednesday evening which will be hosted this year at Villa San Hautp! Lizard, Tree and Grandma Bat will be preparing the scrumpt-u-licous victuals!
Thursday Thanksgiving feast will be provided by Tree, Regina and Grandma Bat. We are targeting an early evening dinner and expect to have loads of you in-and-out of both houses for fun, food and frolic. See below for details on inter-meal munchables!!!
Friday night dinner will be provided by Gobble Teams (see below) as we bust out the first annual RIB & Chili cook-off. Side Dishes will be prepared by lay-team members throughout the day and will be made available to the all participants after GAME is called. Grandma Bat is Master Judge. It is our understanding she can be bribed with Frequent Flyer Miles or cheese.
Dinner, dinner, dinner, wha….notice a theme here? Your respective proprietress’ look forward to hosting fab-u-licous continental breakfasts. If you are lookin’ to graze between breakfast and dinner, feel free to bring your favorite snackin’ food or lunchables!! Alpharetta offers FABU markets and we LOVE to hit Harry’s and Whole Foods for ad-hoc cravings!!! Will we ever go without??? NO!
Libations and Spirits:
Wine will be graciously provided by Bad Myron and Rufflebutt and it goes without saying that juice, milk, soft drinks will flow freely. That said, if you have a hankerin’ for something more “spirited” you are on your own!! We where hoping the MEN could provide the BEER – but I’m sure with a bit of sweet-talk, you could get Monique and Emily to pitch in!!!
Gobble Games:
Competition is key to healthy family dynamics and just plain fun. Team assignments, uniform shirts, activities and Rules Of Engagement will be disseminated upon check-in. Bed-wetters are NOT welcome!
I think that does it for now. Hous Frau or DixiTree will follow-up with their respective house guests for details specific to their personal home-making needs.
FOUR GENERATIONS under one roof? How Blessed are we?
The air is brisk, sky azure blue, leaves brilliant with color.
Let’s gather to give Praise and Glory to the Creator
of all good things!
The pleasure of your company is requested at Dixie Gobble 2008
We are delighted you will be joining us and pleased to provide you with some of the finest accommodations in historic Alpharetta, Georgia - first city on the Chattahoochee River!
Accommodations:
Villa San Haupt
Classy but not constrictive…..This two-story villa in Alpharetta’s scenic north hills region overlooks Bowen Piazza de Sales Center, beautifully appointed gardens and a 30 meter pool with really, really cool giant mushroom fountain. Accommodations offer a mix of contemporary and traditional Florentine decor, along with TVs, private children’s quarters and Internet access. Complimentary buffet breakfasts, comfortable sitting areas, and a loft lounge provide an intimate and inviting ambience. This hotel has an extensive “enfants” art collection, an elegant open-air entry with grand stair case leading to a antique, ruff-hewn futon and much more.
Reservations have been secured for the following families. Check-in begins Wednesday, November 25th:
The Family Price
The Family Eveland
The Family Campbell
Palais De La Brinton:
Sumptuous but not stuffy…tucked away in the Village of Henderson between Alpharetta Hwy and Historic Cumming Street, nestles .129 acres of manicured gardens and fragrant pinewoods surrounding this famed hotel. Originally built in 1997, this glamorous hotel is located in Alpharetta’s exclusive Carré d'Or district just steps from Jumpin Jacks, the One Star Ranch and near the city center. Combining classic elegance with modern touches, 3 guest rooms and suites feature garden views, 600 count Egyptian cotton sheets, designer toiletries and occasional root vegetables. Additional perks include voluptuous sitting areas, TVs with pay movies, Wireless Internet access, tiled bathrooms and extremely strong coffee.
Reservations have been secured for the following families. Check-in begins Wednesday, November 25th:
Grand Dame Batticus
The Family Braun
The Family Brinton
Boy
Scott the Drifter
RuRu the Magical Dragon Fly
Onion Bug
Sweet note:
Reservations have been confirmed and cannot be altered without verbal or written consent of the BOTH proprietress’: Hotlanta Haus Frau and DixiTree.
Eats:
We look forward to our traditional Italian blow-out Wednesday evening which will be hosted this year at Villa San Hautp! Lizard, Tree and Grandma Bat will be preparing the scrumpt-u-licous victuals!
Thursday Thanksgiving feast will be provided by Tree, Regina and Grandma Bat. We are targeting an early evening dinner and expect to have loads of you in-and-out of both houses for fun, food and frolic. See below for details on inter-meal munchables!!!
Friday night dinner will be provided by Gobble Teams (see below) as we bust out the first annual RIB & Chili cook-off. Side Dishes will be prepared by lay-team members throughout the day and will be made available to the all participants after GAME is called. Grandma Bat is Master Judge. It is our understanding she can be bribed with Frequent Flyer Miles or cheese.
Dinner, dinner, dinner, wha….notice a theme here? Your respective proprietress’ look forward to hosting fab-u-licous continental breakfasts. If you are lookin’ to graze between breakfast and dinner, feel free to bring your favorite snackin’ food or lunchables!! Alpharetta offers FABU markets and we LOVE to hit Harry’s and Whole Foods for ad-hoc cravings!!! Will we ever go without??? NO!
Libations and Spirits:
Wine will be graciously provided by Bad Myron and Rufflebutt and it goes without saying that juice, milk, soft drinks will flow freely. That said, if you have a hankerin’ for something more “spirited” you are on your own!! We where hoping the MEN could provide the BEER – but I’m sure with a bit of sweet-talk, you could get Monique and Emily to pitch in!!!
Gobble Games:
Competition is key to healthy family dynamics and just plain fun. Team assignments, uniform shirts, activities and Rules Of Engagement will be disseminated upon check-in. Bed-wetters are NOT welcome!
I think that does it for now. Hous Frau or DixiTree will follow-up with their respective house guests for details specific to their personal home-making needs.
FOUR GENERATIONS under one roof? How Blessed are we?
Monday, November 17, 2008
some details
This blog is distracting me, but real quick:
To clarify-
ON PREGGO-NESS: Yes. I am pregnant. Some were unsure. It is a miracle (it always is). God gets all the glory. We have already had two ultrasounds that showed a strong heartbeat. I have been REALLY nauseated since about 5 1/2 weeks in, which evidently is good thing. I am already getting fat, which is debatable in merit depending on who you ask. All of our family members know. We waited until 8 weeks to tell them, and we have just decided to slowly allow "the others" to find out. Because I've been feeling so sick, I haven't had the creative energy to come up with fun and exciting ways to break the news. The full weight of all that has gone on in my heart and spirit these last 2.5 years during the baby wait will remain stowed away between me and Jesus. It is safe there, for now at least. Just know that I love Him so and wouldn't trade an ounce of what He's accomplished in me.
I am delighted to say that I managed to find come Citizens Maternity jeans at 40% off on Nordstrom.com. Thank you, Jesus. Denim with an elastic waist will change your life, sisters. I also scored a pair of Juicy Couture crop black pants for $25. That is Target price, my friends. AND, I got three of the Michael Stars tunic's for 60% off in black and white basics. Someone wants to give Him praise!
To satisfy the doubters:
Baby at 8 weeks
Please note the "Big Sister" shirt. My family totally missed this.
To clarify-
ON PREGGO-NESS: Yes. I am pregnant. Some were unsure. It is a miracle (it always is). God gets all the glory. We have already had two ultrasounds that showed a strong heartbeat. I have been REALLY nauseated since about 5 1/2 weeks in, which evidently is good thing. I am already getting fat, which is debatable in merit depending on who you ask. All of our family members know. We waited until 8 weeks to tell them, and we have just decided to slowly allow "the others" to find out. Because I've been feeling so sick, I haven't had the creative energy to come up with fun and exciting ways to break the news. The full weight of all that has gone on in my heart and spirit these last 2.5 years during the baby wait will remain stowed away between me and Jesus. It is safe there, for now at least. Just know that I love Him so and wouldn't trade an ounce of what He's accomplished in me.
I am delighted to say that I managed to find come Citizens Maternity jeans at 40% off on Nordstrom.com. Thank you, Jesus. Denim with an elastic waist will change your life, sisters. I also scored a pair of Juicy Couture crop black pants for $25. That is Target price, my friends. AND, I got three of the Michael Stars tunic's for 60% off in black and white basics. Someone wants to give Him praise!
To satisfy the doubters:
Baby at 8 weeks
Please note the "Big Sister" shirt. My family totally missed this.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
He always pulls through
First of all, ANYONE who prayed for Portico's Women's Event should reap them some JOY. We had around 140 women show up last night. Insanity. Why wouldn't God think it fun to toss me out there for MY FIRST EVER speaking event with all those bright, fun, and worshipful women. There is far too much to say about the whole thing, I don't know where to begin.
I do believe God showed up, Praise His Name! That is ultimately all that matters. Believe me when I say that I am fully aware of every single thing that I did poorly. I woke up this morning re-teaching myself our lesson and correcting myself for all the errors I made, points I didn't fully explain, transitions that were awkward, neglecting to state the main point right at the beginning... I KNEW this would happen, but didn't want the reality of my inexperience to paralyze me from ever really getting some. This shall be my song all my days. I know I will never feel as though I have it all together. Thank God, I never have to. Just pour it out to the last drop. I love the lyrics of Desert Song, which we sang last night. She sings, "I know I'm filled to be emptied again, the seed I've received I will sow." This resonates a thousand times through my spirit.
Typicalness that happened:
I ran a fever of 100 degrees yesterday afternoon. Being the drama, freak show that I am, ice packs were involved, nurses were phoned, my temperature was monitored at 5 min. intervals, and I fully ran through every vain imagination possible in regards to the underlying cause. After much deliberation, I do believe that CREATIVE NAIL (singular) is to blame. I got more for my $35 gel nail on Tuesday than I initially realized. Disgusting. They do really bad nail and toe and give you virus.
I didn't leave the church till 11. I was so unbeliveably exhausted and hungry. I scarfed down a giant bowl of honey nut Cherrios right before bed.
Why wouldn't I have had to study and plan for this event in the throws of MY FIRST TRIMESTER. SURPRISE, BLOG-O-SPHERE!!
I do believe God showed up, Praise His Name! That is ultimately all that matters. Believe me when I say that I am fully aware of every single thing that I did poorly. I woke up this morning re-teaching myself our lesson and correcting myself for all the errors I made, points I didn't fully explain, transitions that were awkward, neglecting to state the main point right at the beginning... I KNEW this would happen, but didn't want the reality of my inexperience to paralyze me from ever really getting some. This shall be my song all my days. I know I will never feel as though I have it all together. Thank God, I never have to. Just pour it out to the last drop. I love the lyrics of Desert Song, which we sang last night. She sings, "I know I'm filled to be emptied again, the seed I've received I will sow." This resonates a thousand times through my spirit.
Typicalness that happened:
I ran a fever of 100 degrees yesterday afternoon. Being the drama, freak show that I am, ice packs were involved, nurses were phoned, my temperature was monitored at 5 min. intervals, and I fully ran through every vain imagination possible in regards to the underlying cause. After much deliberation, I do believe that CREATIVE NAIL (singular) is to blame. I got more for my $35 gel nail on Tuesday than I initially realized. Disgusting. They do really bad nail and toe and give you virus.
I didn't leave the church till 11. I was so unbeliveably exhausted and hungry. I scarfed down a giant bowl of honey nut Cherrios right before bed.
Why wouldn't I have had to study and plan for this event in the throws of MY FIRST TRIMESTER. SURPRISE, BLOG-O-SPHERE!!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
did I mention
Did I mention that I am speaking at Portico's first women's ministry event next Friday? I am beside myself asking God to show up! I have never felt so helpless in my life. It is such a strange sensation when you want something so badly and are completely helpless to bring it to pass. This has been my story. In this case, I want God to move in women's hearts. I want them to see Christ as beautiful and long to know more of Him. I want them to be stunned with the wonders in His Word. This is impossible for me to pull off. I am so inadequate to bring any of that to pass. And so, I beg. I will be utterly amazed if God chooses to use this overly-processed brain of mine to participate in any of His supernatural doings. It is His way, and so I do have hope. When I am weak, He is strong. And yet, I long. Please pray.
Many other things whirl about, but that is of primary importance for the next 7 days. After that point, I shall assume the fetal position and await my turkey and stuffing with joy and gladness. Anyone else?
My digital camera had been broken and thus pictures are at the mercy of the iphone which is rarely charged. No eye candy to speak of.
Many other things whirl about, but that is of primary importance for the next 7 days. After that point, I shall assume the fetal position and await my turkey and stuffing with joy and gladness. Anyone else?
My digital camera had been broken and thus pictures are at the mercy of the iphone which is rarely charged. No eye candy to speak of.
Friday, October 31, 2008
i love a sesame bagel with plain creme cheese
I always feel the need to redeem previous posts.
I got a topiary today from Harris Teeter. It might as well have been ordered from a Williams Sonoma catalog. Originally priced at $36.99, I got it for $8.66. I have no idea where they get these prices, but regardless it was a steal. While checking out the woman behind me exclaimed, "Was that topiary with the Halloween markdowns?!" "Yes!" I replied with joy. You know it's worth it if someone is willing to get out of the "short" lane at Harris Teeter Barracks road on a Friday at 3:00 in order to hopefully nab one of the few remaining marked down topiaries. I'm very pleased with my purchase.
Grace had a parent observation day today at dance class. It was almost too fabulous to take in. She was so stinking adorable. However, on a random side note... I've noticed that this dance studio has earned the buisness of several trendy upper-class cville families. Granted, the classes and instruction are fabu, but the studio itself is totally rundown, ya'll. The carpet needs replacing. The tile floors in the bathroom are filthy. The paper towel dispenser is rusty. The picture frames are dusty. The chairs in the waiting area are dusty blue, scratchy polyester, that look as though they came from an early 90's event and conference center. It is such a clash of realities to see the Petunia pickle bottom diaper bags slung onto these chairs. I don't get it. I guess the owner has a corner on the dance market and can maintain her income without having to invest in decent asthetics. I'm over it, but it initially pained me.
Tonight was Halloween. Pictures will be available very soon. Nana and Papa came over, as did the Dickersons and we enjoyed filet, garlic red-skin mash, pencil thin asparagus, olive oil bread, apple-pie, hot chocolate and ice cream. We sat out front with a blazing chimanea, wrapped ourselves in quilts and spilt a few Coronas on the driveway. It was just lovely. Christa blessed us with her artisan pumpkin carving ways, and Beau kept us entertained with his unintentional Dwight-isms. Despite Grace being over-loaded with candy and needing a good spanking by the end of the evening, we made out alright. She was so adorable, of course.
Before dinner my skin was so dry and itchy I decided it would be a good idea to utilize my Walmart rosemary peppermint foot scrub toward an all-over body exfoliation. You know, it really wasn't that bad. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine I was in the spa at the Ritz getting an aromatherapy sugar glow. The shards of pumice and menthol ushered me into that holistic tranquility just fine I must say. This is not an indication that my standards are slipping. It's just the fact that a tub of sugar scrub from Bath and Body can never be purchased with a coupon and always seems to be over $18. Is anyone else bothered by this? I am thankful for my vivid imagination which can transform and/or deny reality at times.
I have been recently obsessed with sesame bagel's and plain creme cheese. I have gained like 5lbs over them. I have at least 2 every day. It's out of control and yet totally intentional. I can't seem to get enough of them.
I'm sorry I've wasted your time with such a random and non-uplifting post. These are the random things that fly through my brain.
I got a topiary today from Harris Teeter. It might as well have been ordered from a Williams Sonoma catalog. Originally priced at $36.99, I got it for $8.66. I have no idea where they get these prices, but regardless it was a steal. While checking out the woman behind me exclaimed, "Was that topiary with the Halloween markdowns?!" "Yes!" I replied with joy. You know it's worth it if someone is willing to get out of the "short" lane at Harris Teeter Barracks road on a Friday at 3:00 in order to hopefully nab one of the few remaining marked down topiaries. I'm very pleased with my purchase.
Grace had a parent observation day today at dance class. It was almost too fabulous to take in. She was so stinking adorable. However, on a random side note... I've noticed that this dance studio has earned the buisness of several trendy upper-class cville families. Granted, the classes and instruction are fabu, but the studio itself is totally rundown, ya'll. The carpet needs replacing. The tile floors in the bathroom are filthy. The paper towel dispenser is rusty. The picture frames are dusty. The chairs in the waiting area are dusty blue, scratchy polyester, that look as though they came from an early 90's event and conference center. It is such a clash of realities to see the Petunia pickle bottom diaper bags slung onto these chairs. I don't get it. I guess the owner has a corner on the dance market and can maintain her income without having to invest in decent asthetics. I'm over it, but it initially pained me.
Tonight was Halloween. Pictures will be available very soon. Nana and Papa came over, as did the Dickersons and we enjoyed filet, garlic red-skin mash, pencil thin asparagus, olive oil bread, apple-pie, hot chocolate and ice cream. We sat out front with a blazing chimanea, wrapped ourselves in quilts and spilt a few Coronas on the driveway. It was just lovely. Christa blessed us with her artisan pumpkin carving ways, and Beau kept us entertained with his unintentional Dwight-isms. Despite Grace being over-loaded with candy and needing a good spanking by the end of the evening, we made out alright. She was so adorable, of course.
Before dinner my skin was so dry and itchy I decided it would be a good idea to utilize my Walmart rosemary peppermint foot scrub toward an all-over body exfoliation. You know, it really wasn't that bad. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine I was in the spa at the Ritz getting an aromatherapy sugar glow. The shards of pumice and menthol ushered me into that holistic tranquility just fine I must say. This is not an indication that my standards are slipping. It's just the fact that a tub of sugar scrub from Bath and Body can never be purchased with a coupon and always seems to be over $18. Is anyone else bothered by this? I am thankful for my vivid imagination which can transform and/or deny reality at times.
I have been recently obsessed with sesame bagel's and plain creme cheese. I have gained like 5lbs over them. I have at least 2 every day. It's out of control and yet totally intentional. I can't seem to get enough of them.
I'm sorry I've wasted your time with such a random and non-uplifting post. These are the random things that fly through my brain.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
hardware
Do you not love this? In the spirit of full disclosure these are not the first un-safe "toys" that the Face has played with. The list includes matches, Venus razor refills, nail-polish, and a swiss army knife. You have to just trust that I am big on safety. Let's face it. We've all got just a little Britney in our backgrounds.
We are getting new dressers so Grace is taking the older ones. Of course, I want to change the hardware and paint them. Can you believe crystal/acrylic pulls are $18 a piece!! Insanity. I was so pained. Antique bronze it is.
We are getting new dressers so Grace is taking the older ones. Of course, I want to change the hardware and paint them. Can you believe crystal/acrylic pulls are $18 a piece!! Insanity. I was so pained. Antique bronze it is.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Let's not get hasty
My, My. I sense that my handful of readers felt my last post was more of a snip than a snipet. If ya'll keep insisting on a perfected future version of me than I just don't know what I'll do. I must remain transparent. Deal with it, siestas.
Hum. So what to blog about? Well, on a superficial note, we got a new stainless steel refrigerator, stove and microwave today. They were supposed to deliver yesterday and dropped the ball, so we scored a customer service induced upgrade to the GE Profile line for our microwave. It is a convection microwave. Supposedly I could cook steak in it. Although delighted and thankful for the upgrade, I doubt that I will actually ever cook steak in a microwave, or any other main dish for that matter. I am completely in the tank over healthful, organic, and all-natural foods. Sometimes microwaves creep me out. I totally buy the cancer causing hype, and try to limit my re-heats to java and popcorn only.
Mark is at small group right now. I felt wretched tonight so I didn't go. Grace was being a pill and not feeling well herself after 24 hours spent at Gigi's house, and I really didn't think we could muster the energy to go. I rarely ever miss and struggle with giving myself a break over things like this. I need to let it go and not be so self-condemning.
Some of you may remember my mineral mocking ways. WELL, I've actually come to embrace the mineral makeup for gym days. It takes me the same amount of time as my regular makeup, and I look half as nice, but more natural. I would feel silly at the gym with a full face of base, so the minerals is more culturally appropriate. I had tried a Physicians Formula version at one time, and I am using the MK now. The MK definitely has more coverage, which I appreciate.
AND, I've been using an airbrush self-tanner in DEEP of all shades and I love it. It is a non-rub formula and dries almost instantly. One puff to the face every 3 days and I maintain golden brown color. I have never been more pleased with a self-tanner. No odor too! (it bothers me to write that, but you know what I mean) I didn't intentionally purchase the deep, and remarkably it isn't too navajo.
Hum. So what to blog about? Well, on a superficial note, we got a new stainless steel refrigerator, stove and microwave today. They were supposed to deliver yesterday and dropped the ball, so we scored a customer service induced upgrade to the GE Profile line for our microwave. It is a convection microwave. Supposedly I could cook steak in it. Although delighted and thankful for the upgrade, I doubt that I will actually ever cook steak in a microwave, or any other main dish for that matter. I am completely in the tank over healthful, organic, and all-natural foods. Sometimes microwaves creep me out. I totally buy the cancer causing hype, and try to limit my re-heats to java and popcorn only.
Mark is at small group right now. I felt wretched tonight so I didn't go. Grace was being a pill and not feeling well herself after 24 hours spent at Gigi's house, and I really didn't think we could muster the energy to go. I rarely ever miss and struggle with giving myself a break over things like this. I need to let it go and not be so self-condemning.
Some of you may remember my mineral mocking ways. WELL, I've actually come to embrace the mineral makeup for gym days. It takes me the same amount of time as my regular makeup, and I look half as nice, but more natural. I would feel silly at the gym with a full face of base, so the minerals is more culturally appropriate. I had tried a Physicians Formula version at one time, and I am using the MK now. The MK definitely has more coverage, which I appreciate.
AND, I've been using an airbrush self-tanner in DEEP of all shades and I love it. It is a non-rub formula and dries almost instantly. One puff to the face every 3 days and I maintain golden brown color. I have never been more pleased with a self-tanner. No odor too! (it bothers me to write that, but you know what I mean) I didn't intentionally purchase the deep, and remarkably it isn't too navajo.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
a snipet
My mom sends random clippings of randomness. There is usually an accompanying sticky note with some cryptic message directing me to really read the enclosed. I can so see her at the kitchen table trimming the thing from the Post. Coffee grown cold. Sometimes the call to read on the sticky is underlined. It's like she already knows that I'm liable to immediately toss the whole thing. Is anyone else's mother like this? Today I received a same such clipping with corresponding sticky. It was actually a heart wrenching article about women dieing in Africa in child-birth. Just the clipping intended for a daughter come from the throws of infertility struggles, evidently. I got over that rather quickly, believe it or not. I suppose the underlying moral message intended was that I should be grateful. It could be worse. Of course, in typical fashion, the sticky had some reference to my sweet friend who is living in Abuja, Nigeria. Mom thought, of course, that the area named in the clipping was the same area that my friend lives in. "Am I remembering correctly that this is where your friend is?" No mom. No. Thanks for the clipping. I've recieved all manner of topics. From heirloom tomato farming to look-alike relatives to random girls I don't know winning pageants to any imaginable global tragedy or freak-show health condition. I wonder how certain things get through the filter.
I would like to put the disclaimer that my heart has not grown cold to issues in Africa. According to the statistics, 1 in 8 women die in childbirth. Us girls like to laugh at mom's ways, but certainly the issues in the clipping were no laughing matter. It is truly unfathomable that women die from complications that could be easily treated. God's heart must break over the hypocrisy of our lavish lifestyles and unaffected prayer lives. May it not be, Lord.
Now it's my ginger tea that has grown cold, and hubs has gone to bed. The contacts are beginning to feel like saran and I'm beginning to regret the chocolate butter sauce that was consumed just prior to the roast tonight. The political roast, I mean. Was anyone else in awe of Katie Couric's gorgeous necklace? McCain was brilliant. Why can't he pull it off in a stinkin' debate! Pain.
Alright, time to go before the throne. Anybody else in need of some grace? Thank you, Jesus.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Nothing to do with it
Confession: Today at the gym I was scanning through the t.v. channels on the mini screen that is attached to my precor elliptical machine. I really wanted to watch a baby story on TLC, and paused momentarily on that channel, but wisely/pridefully returned to Fox News. Some random women's contractions would have distracted me far better than the dropping (or was it rising?) Dow, but I was just too embarrassed to openly proclaim that to all the weight lifters behind me. Like they care.
Mark and I are convinced that America is still the best nation on earth. Thank you, Sean Hannity. SO, we are refinancing with cash out. Our interest rate was super low, so we won't see much of a change in our monthly payment. We are in the process of deciding weather a Pottery Barn farmhouse bed, or a new hvac would be best. How do you really prioritize those? My flesh crys out for a matlasse duvet drapped over an espresso stained post.
Major update: Wednesday the clown car departed the 201 at 5:45 and headed down to Raleigh, N.C. for a church planting regional event with A29. We stopped at the Buck's in Richmond and I got two breakfast items. I really didn't feel as bad about that as I should have. Their old-fashioned cake doughnuts will change your life. When we finally got to Vintage, Portico's band had the honor of leading worship for the deal. It is so funny to go to these events. Every A29 guy looks like the next. Vintage 21 resembled Portico as well. Concrete floors, earth tones, exposed beams, etc. One thing, though, I was so thankful for, was our parking situation compared to theirs. They are literally in the heart of downtown and as far as I could tell you have to park blocks away. I was totally imagining a curbside baby bjorn service for families. The worship rocked and the speakers proved gospel centered. Elliott Grudem looked nothing as I imagined. Sadly, I had slept through some of his talk. Can you imagine? I was discreet, don't worry. Going to bed at midnight, and banking on an iphone for a wake up calls equates to not sleeping at all. I was completely a shell. Sad. Dinner out was so good. I ordered pork nachos. Did not disappoint. Stay tuned for a video that Mark is making on A29. I'll try to post it to my blog.
I returned Gracie's halloween costume. I was afraid she would be cold. It was a lady-bug tutu ensemble that could not accomdate the wearing of sweats or a black turtleneck. I exchanged the costume for a chocolate brown Ralph Lauren barn coat, so it was fine. I'm guessing she will only end up wearing some sort of headband thing.
I'm tired, now. I hope you get a kick out of this photo of my gorgeous husband. Evidently, by the way, the Dollar General refuses to carry any product that is all-natural.
Mark and I are convinced that America is still the best nation on earth. Thank you, Sean Hannity. SO, we are refinancing with cash out. Our interest rate was super low, so we won't see much of a change in our monthly payment. We are in the process of deciding weather a Pottery Barn farmhouse bed, or a new hvac would be best. How do you really prioritize those? My flesh crys out for a matlasse duvet drapped over an espresso stained post.
Major update: Wednesday the clown car departed the 201 at 5:45 and headed down to Raleigh, N.C. for a church planting regional event with A29. We stopped at the Buck's in Richmond and I got two breakfast items. I really didn't feel as bad about that as I should have. Their old-fashioned cake doughnuts will change your life. When we finally got to Vintage, Portico's band had the honor of leading worship for the deal. It is so funny to go to these events. Every A29 guy looks like the next. Vintage 21 resembled Portico as well. Concrete floors, earth tones, exposed beams, etc. One thing, though, I was so thankful for, was our parking situation compared to theirs. They are literally in the heart of downtown and as far as I could tell you have to park blocks away. I was totally imagining a curbside baby bjorn service for families. The worship rocked and the speakers proved gospel centered. Elliott Grudem looked nothing as I imagined. Sadly, I had slept through some of his talk. Can you imagine? I was discreet, don't worry. Going to bed at midnight, and banking on an iphone for a wake up calls equates to not sleeping at all. I was completely a shell. Sad. Dinner out was so good. I ordered pork nachos. Did not disappoint. Stay tuned for a video that Mark is making on A29. I'll try to post it to my blog.
I returned Gracie's halloween costume. I was afraid she would be cold. It was a lady-bug tutu ensemble that could not accomdate the wearing of sweats or a black turtleneck. I exchanged the costume for a chocolate brown Ralph Lauren barn coat, so it was fine. I'm guessing she will only end up wearing some sort of headband thing.
I'm tired, now. I hope you get a kick out of this photo of my gorgeous husband. Evidently, by the way, the Dollar General refuses to carry any product that is all-natural.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Palin
She rocked the house. How sweet is little Trig? I can't wait to see how Obama supporters are going to try to defend and argue this one.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Carter Mountain
UPDATE!!!
You know it's lame when you call someone, unannounced, and ask to use their bathroom. You just might lack class. I conviently left that part out of our Sunday adventure. After the workout, we wanted to drive by a neighborhood where I used to occasionally work model homes, so that we could see the progress there. WELL, our sweet friends, The Dickersons happen to live in that neighborhood. Suddenly Grace announced that she needed to go potty. If your three and a half, and say you need to go potty, then you gotta go now. Needless to say, we crashed the Dickerson's dinner party and lingered longer than is customary for a potty break. BTW- Their house looks INCREDIBLE. We will be having a shower there soon for Mallory and I just can't wait! It is going to be such a beautiful location! Before leaving, we got a tour of Beau's "man room" which you can read more about here. SO, there you have it.
Sunday was such a glorious day here in Cville. After a lovely morning of worship, Grace and I went home to let Schotzie out, grab a bite to eat and change clothes. We met up with Mark later in the day and headed to Carter Mountain for a hayride and pumpkins. This location is less than 10 minutes from our new church building. I love that in under ten minutes you could be in the heart of downtown, or a vineyard, orchard, you name it. Such a cool town, ya'll!
After a hayride and the purchase of overly priced pumpkins we headed to the gym for some cardio. Gracie loves the childcare at our new gym and she had a fun hour playing while mommy and daddy "get skinny" (that's what we tell her). After the gym we stopped by the grocery store for steak, sea scallops, redskin potatoes and fresh pencil thin asparagus (i love the thin ones). After Gracie had her bath, story and lights out, Mark and I grilled our dinner, feasted, then went to bed early.
Pretty nice, hugh? I'm thankful for little respites in the midst of what seems like a whirlwind ministry life.
Here we are.
The Campbell Crazies
The gorgeous view
The look on my face when Mark snaps random pictures when I'm highly focused on pumpkins.
You know it's lame when you call someone, unannounced, and ask to use their bathroom. You just might lack class. I conviently left that part out of our Sunday adventure. After the workout, we wanted to drive by a neighborhood where I used to occasionally work model homes, so that we could see the progress there. WELL, our sweet friends, The Dickersons happen to live in that neighborhood. Suddenly Grace announced that she needed to go potty. If your three and a half, and say you need to go potty, then you gotta go now. Needless to say, we crashed the Dickerson's dinner party and lingered longer than is customary for a potty break. BTW- Their house looks INCREDIBLE. We will be having a shower there soon for Mallory and I just can't wait! It is going to be such a beautiful location! Before leaving, we got a tour of Beau's "man room" which you can read more about here. SO, there you have it.
Sunday was such a glorious day here in Cville. After a lovely morning of worship, Grace and I went home to let Schotzie out, grab a bite to eat and change clothes. We met up with Mark later in the day and headed to Carter Mountain for a hayride and pumpkins. This location is less than 10 minutes from our new church building. I love that in under ten minutes you could be in the heart of downtown, or a vineyard, orchard, you name it. Such a cool town, ya'll!
After a hayride and the purchase of overly priced pumpkins we headed to the gym for some cardio. Gracie loves the childcare at our new gym and she had a fun hour playing while mommy and daddy "get skinny" (that's what we tell her). After the gym we stopped by the grocery store for steak, sea scallops, redskin potatoes and fresh pencil thin asparagus (i love the thin ones). After Gracie had her bath, story and lights out, Mark and I grilled our dinner, feasted, then went to bed early.
Pretty nice, hugh? I'm thankful for little respites in the midst of what seems like a whirlwind ministry life.
Here we are.
The Campbell Crazies
The gorgeous view
The look on my face when Mark snaps random pictures when I'm highly focused on pumpkins.
Monday, September 22, 2008
No Match
Matthew 28:18
"Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me."
Satan is no match for the Almighty. Many believers, albeit sometimes subconsciously, believe this dualistic thing called "good verses evil". They think it to be a fair fight between God and evil. Not so! There is only ONE ALL-mighty, and we would be wise to embrace this truth in active believing faith. Satan and his demons know that we mostly act out of what we feel and not what we know. This is why they try to get us to feel that God and the enemy have equal footing. And what about us? Do you ever feel powerless against the enemy? Indeed, Satan is a mighty foe and devoid of the Spirit we are no match for him. But remember, Christ is no match for the enemy! One whisper of God could send the enemy packing.
I am not a total freakshow. I don't wear black lipstick and play with magic cards. I'm not a goth. As it turns out, you don't have to be a dungeons and dragons card holder to face the very real reality of spiritual warfare. You need only step out in faith and in Jesus name. We don't always have to go looking for trouble, girls. Sometimes trouble finds us. 2 Corinthians 11:3 says, "I am fearful, lest that even as the serpent beguiled Eve by his cunning, so your minds may be corrupted and seduced from wholehearted and sincere and pure devotion to Christ." You can be a wholehearted, sincere, and purely devoted follower of Jesus and have corruption and seduction come after your thought life.
Warfare is real. If you are facing it today, I pray that you will be strong in the Lord. Remember that He that is in you is greater than he that is in the world (1 John 4:4). Remember that Christ has given you authority (Luke 10:19). Equip yourself with the sword of of Spirit and the shield of faith, for with it you can extinguish ALL the fiery darts of the evil one (Ephesians 6:16). Stand firm, girlfriend. The enemy is NO MATCH for your ONE AND ONLY. Jesus is supreme (Colossians 1:18). Let's actively believe that He is and exercise our God given authority over the enemy and his cohorts.
This fall I am working through When Godly People Do Ungodly Things. Expect some posts related to this topic. :)
"Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me."
Satan is no match for the Almighty. Many believers, albeit sometimes subconsciously, believe this dualistic thing called "good verses evil". They think it to be a fair fight between God and evil. Not so! There is only ONE ALL-mighty, and we would be wise to embrace this truth in active believing faith. Satan and his demons know that we mostly act out of what we feel and not what we know. This is why they try to get us to feel that God and the enemy have equal footing. And what about us? Do you ever feel powerless against the enemy? Indeed, Satan is a mighty foe and devoid of the Spirit we are no match for him. But remember, Christ is no match for the enemy! One whisper of God could send the enemy packing.
I am not a total freakshow. I don't wear black lipstick and play with magic cards. I'm not a goth. As it turns out, you don't have to be a dungeons and dragons card holder to face the very real reality of spiritual warfare. You need only step out in faith and in Jesus name. We don't always have to go looking for trouble, girls. Sometimes trouble finds us. 2 Corinthians 11:3 says, "I am fearful, lest that even as the serpent beguiled Eve by his cunning, so your minds may be corrupted and seduced from wholehearted and sincere and pure devotion to Christ." You can be a wholehearted, sincere, and purely devoted follower of Jesus and have corruption and seduction come after your thought life.
Warfare is real. If you are facing it today, I pray that you will be strong in the Lord. Remember that He that is in you is greater than he that is in the world (1 John 4:4). Remember that Christ has given you authority (Luke 10:19). Equip yourself with the sword of of Spirit and the shield of faith, for with it you can extinguish ALL the fiery darts of the evil one (Ephesians 6:16). Stand firm, girlfriend. The enemy is NO MATCH for your ONE AND ONLY. Jesus is supreme (Colossians 1:18). Let's actively believe that He is and exercise our God given authority over the enemy and his cohorts.
This fall I am working through When Godly People Do Ungodly Things. Expect some posts related to this topic. :)
Friday, September 19, 2008
Dance-a-rina
We had to go to the downtown mall to The Hip Joint (hysterical, yes?) to purchase BLOCH brand size nine slippers, leotard, and tights. I'm really glad that we are following protocol. I even had the sales lady toss in HAIR NETS (awesome), as requested by Miss Margaret, so as to be supremely dance-a-rina ready. You should know that this ain't no Dolly Dinkle Dance studio, siestas. This is the real Russian deal.
When I signed Gracie up I just happened to mention that when I danced with the Dayton Ballet Company we had live piano accompaniment for our classes. Alas, I noted a big black boom box on the floor in the studio. Shameful yet satisfactory. You can't have everything you know. And besides, I'm trying to kill pride and not always get my way.
Enough about ME- here she is. Thank you, Mark for the mens maximum hold hair gel. GRACIE!
She just loved her class.
When I signed Gracie up I just happened to mention that when I danced with the Dayton Ballet Company we had live piano accompaniment for our classes. Alas, I noted a big black boom box on the floor in the studio. Shameful yet satisfactory. You can't have everything you know. And besides, I'm trying to kill pride and not always get my way.
Enough about ME- here she is. Thank you, Mark for the mens maximum hold hair gel. GRACIE!
She just loved her class.
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