Note to self. A three-year-old plus a platter of cookies = temptation beyond measure. Every single cookie — about 20 of them. Mangled. A little finger print right thru the top. Actually, it kind of looks like what my sister’s boxes of chocolates look like after they’ve tested them to see which ones are cremes/caramels and which are just yucky nut filled things. Maybe Donovan was just checking to see what was inside. Good thing they were wrapped in plastic I suppose. Otherwise, he probably would have eaten them instead of only playing with them.
I’ve been hearing from many of you about how long it’s been since I posted anything. First of all, I appreciate being missed. You make me feel so loved. Second. I’m sorry. I was shocked to look back and realize it’s been almost 7 months. For shame for shame!! I wish I had some amazing excuse. Some reason that would be forgivable in any reasonable world – unfortunately, I do not. I suppose I could blame it on the fact that I have a son who just turned three, and the past few months have felt particularly draining with him. But, my little man is (mostly) remarkably well-behaved and I only think he’s trouble until I hang around other three-year-olds. Reality check! He’s really quite delightful. I really don’t feel right blaming him. I don’t have any debilitating ailments or horror stories of massive trauma in my life (thank you Lord for that!). Basically, life has just gotten the better of me. Do you ever feel that way? Like it’s a chore to just get through each day? That adding anything beyond keeping your children breathing and out of the ER is too much to ask? Well, that’s been my state of mind for a while. Can’t pinpoint exactly why. Just, life.
I cannot remember the last time I watched something on YouTube that I loved this much. I grew up on Disney movies and this video made me want to have a movie marathon of all my favorites this weekend. If this is the absolute only think this guy can do, he’s still amazing. I love this.
Well, it’s official. I think I’m finally getting over the cold/cough that has kept me bedridden the majority of the past week. I don’t even know what day it is today…and haven’t left the warm snuggly of my bed for more than an hour or so in about 5 days. My poor kids have been baby-sat by the DVD player that whole time and goodness only knows what they’ve been eating. I’m just thankful my hubby can manage to keep them alive when I get sick like that.
So, it’s time to dig out. I have about 12 loads of laundry to catch up on, dishes piled everywhere, devotionals to read and football snacks to prepare. I’m starting this morning by using the bread machine my aunt just gave me. I used to own a bread machine, but never used it. I didn’t like the brick like blocks of bread so it just sat in my cupboard. Finally it became garage sale fodder. Recently however, I’ve decided that bread making would be a whole lot easier if I could just get past the dough stage. So when my sweet aunt offered me her virtually new machine, I took it gladly. I have cinnamon roll dough going right now. It took about 2 minutes to put all the stuff in there. When the dough is ready all I’ll have to do is roll it out, fill it and roll it up. I’m pretty stoked about it. Also today I’m making biscuits and gravy for my sister’s Seahawks party tomorrow morning. Recipes to come soon on both these breakfast foods.
I missed you all. It’s nice to be back.
I read this today and couldn’t stop laughing – thought I’d pass it along:
Considering having children? Do this 11 step program first to be sure you are ready!
1. Go to the grocery store.
2. Arrange to have your salary paid directly to their head office.
3. Go home.
4. Pick up the paper.
5. Read it for the last time.
Genesis 11:4 Then they said, “Come, let us build ourselves a city, with a tower that reaches to the heavens, so that we may make a name for ourselves; otherwise we will be scattered over the face of the whole earth.”
John 15:5 “I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.
What good is a branch without the support of a vine? Nothing. It’s a dead stick. If you have a branch that has produced fruit, is weighted down with luscious grapes, but then is cut off from the vine, eventually all you’ll have is some shriveled up raisins. Ewww. Continue reading
I’ve never written a Christmas letter before, but here it goes. I figured doing it on my site would enable me to post many photos and videos from our year – for a fully interactive Christmas letter. For those of you who received my website card in your Christmas card this year and are visiting Bakerlady for the first time – welcome! So glad you came to check out the letter! Continue reading
1 Peter 4:8 Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.
Amazing. For a solid three chapters prior to this verse, Peter is discussing how we should live. Submitting ourselves to authority, abstaining from sinful behavior, husband/wife relationships, not to gossip…on and on. He talks about us being set apart – living lives that demonstrate that we are different from the rest of the world. And then there is this verse. Nestled in chapter 4 – so easy to miss. “Above all” – above all the other stuff. Love. That is so profound. It seems easy, but it is by far the most difficult task of all the instruction given in the four chapters I read today. Continue reading
Hebrews 4:13 Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account.
I read once that integrity is doing the right thing – even when nobody is watching. The fact is, it’s really difficult for our private thoughts and actions to mirror those up for public consumption. Even harder for me than achieving personal integrity is the unrest I feel when in my relationships with others, things don’t add up. There’s a disquieting of my mind as I try to think thru conversations and understand the motivation of others. There are things in my life I don’t want to talk about with others. Areas I’m ashamed of. While I can be honest with myself about where my personal convictions stand, I will never know the whole picture behind someone else’s actions. I cannot possibly hope to understand what drives others responses in life. The full truth of where they are. But God does. Continue reading