Oct 14, 2009
Oct 8, 2009
An Award for Me?
I was recently nominated for this award by The Girl of Make Believe. Thank you!!!!
Rules:
1. Thank the person who nominated you for this award.
2. Copy the logo and place it on your blog.
3. Link to the person who nominated you for this award.
4. Name 7 things about yourself that people might not know.
5. Nominate 7 Kreativ Bloggers.
6. Post links to the 7 blogs you nominate.
7. Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know they have been nominated.
Seven things about me...
1. I am terrified of thunderstorms and have even cried at times.
2. I can not tolerate it when people are late and don't call. In the age of cell phones, there is just no excuse.
3. I love to fish. I wasn't able to do much of it this summer because of my young daughter, but hopefully next year I'll get to do some more. I find it relaxing.
4. I like to decorate and design and can give others some great ideas, but have a hard time decorating my own home.
5. I feel a sense of worth when people look up to me and ask my opinion. I don't have all the answers, but it makes me feel like I'm not useless.
6. I sometimes love just to sit in silence.
7. I love to camp. I've been doing it since I was 8 and I hope to do a lot more of it with my daughter.
People I nominate are:
1. Lyryn at Breaking Through
2. Katie at Loves of Life
3. Susan at Musings of a Wanderer
4. Kesh at My Colofrul World
5. Angie at Blogging Comes Naturally Cleaning Does Not
6. Heather at Live.Laugh.Love
7. Jennifer at French Kiss
Rules:
1. Thank the person who nominated you for this award.
2. Copy the logo and place it on your blog.
3. Link to the person who nominated you for this award.
4. Name 7 things about yourself that people might not know.
5. Nominate 7 Kreativ Bloggers.
6. Post links to the 7 blogs you nominate.
7. Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know they have been nominated.
Seven things about me...
1. I am terrified of thunderstorms and have even cried at times.
2. I can not tolerate it when people are late and don't call. In the age of cell phones, there is just no excuse.
3. I love to fish. I wasn't able to do much of it this summer because of my young daughter, but hopefully next year I'll get to do some more. I find it relaxing.
4. I like to decorate and design and can give others some great ideas, but have a hard time decorating my own home.
5. I feel a sense of worth when people look up to me and ask my opinion. I don't have all the answers, but it makes me feel like I'm not useless.
6. I sometimes love just to sit in silence.
7. I love to camp. I've been doing it since I was 8 and I hope to do a lot more of it with my daughter.
People I nominate are:
1. Lyryn at Breaking Through
2. Katie at Loves of Life
3. Susan at Musings of a Wanderer
4. Kesh at My Colofrul World
5. Angie at Blogging Comes Naturally Cleaning Does Not
6. Heather at Live.Laugh.Love
7. Jennifer at French Kiss
Sep 21, 2009
Before and After
A short while ago, I talked about my experience weeding with the spiders and snakes. I thought I would give everyone a little visual of the task that was before me and what it ended up as. Although there are no flowers, it looks considerably better.
Before
After!!!
I know it's not much...but for me, it was a huge accomplishment!
(I was not harmed by any spiders or snakes during this process.)
Sep 12, 2009
Spiders and Snakes....They're just NOT my thing
I've never been a fan of weeding a garden and after this experience, I don't think I will become one any time soon.
I've been a homeowner for two years now. (October 12th officially marks two years, but we are close enough.) We bought a "fixer uper" and have been cutting down trees, tearing out bushes, and laying our brick patio in addition to all the inside renovations. (pictures of my new bathroom will come) Now, we are planning on pouring a new concrete front stoop in the spring, therefore, I have not planted a single flower or nice plant in the front planter because I'd have to rip everything out anyways. Let's not waste time or money right? However, this does not stop the weeds from growing unfortunately.
So, the other day, I put Bella outside in her pack-n-play and I started weeding. I should have known things would be bad when I couldn't find my gardening gloves and was forced to use my rubber gloves. Now, I'm sure some of you may know this, but rubber gloves DON'T WORK! They tore to shreds, but it was the only thing that I had so, oh well.
I decided to start at the little planter I have around my mail box. (I figured I'd start small so I would feel some sort of accomplishment when I was finished) While weeding, a neighbor came by to tell us how nice the house looks and that we have done a very nice job fixing it up. I felt very encouraged for all our hard work. As my husband was talking with him I kept weeding only as I was weeding these HUGE and I mean HUGE spiders came crawling out. I ran, completely grossed out as my husband and neighbor laughed at me. Probably didn't look that great in front of my neighbor, but I don't care. I HATE spiders (as I'm sure his wife does too.)
I got over that quickly, making my husband pull out the last bit of weeds, and went on my way. The mailbox is the only weeding I got done 1. because my gloves were shredded and 2. Bella wouldn't sit in the pack-n-play anymore.
So, a few days went by and my husband and I went out to the store one night. It was dark and raining when we returned home so I wasn't quite paying attention when I got out of the car. I looked down on the drive way and I saw something moving. I thought it was an earthworm due to the rain, but when I looked closer, it was a baby SNAKE! Now, I don't mind baby snakes, but where the heck is the big one who made the baby! This now has me thinking there is a snake in my big planter (which I haven't weeded yet) so now I am afraid to go digging through there in fear that a huge snake will appear.
So...all in all, spiders and snakes are just not my thing. I don't like them by any means and will avoid them at ALL costs. This experience has only reminded me of why God placed exterminators in our lives.
I've been a homeowner for two years now. (October 12th officially marks two years, but we are close enough.) We bought a "fixer uper" and have been cutting down trees, tearing out bushes, and laying our brick patio in addition to all the inside renovations. (pictures of my new bathroom will come) Now, we are planning on pouring a new concrete front stoop in the spring, therefore, I have not planted a single flower or nice plant in the front planter because I'd have to rip everything out anyways. Let's not waste time or money right? However, this does not stop the weeds from growing unfortunately.
So, the other day, I put Bella outside in her pack-n-play and I started weeding. I should have known things would be bad when I couldn't find my gardening gloves and was forced to use my rubber gloves. Now, I'm sure some of you may know this, but rubber gloves DON'T WORK! They tore to shreds, but it was the only thing that I had so, oh well.
I decided to start at the little planter I have around my mail box. (I figured I'd start small so I would feel some sort of accomplishment when I was finished) While weeding, a neighbor came by to tell us how nice the house looks and that we have done a very nice job fixing it up. I felt very encouraged for all our hard work. As my husband was talking with him I kept weeding only as I was weeding these HUGE and I mean HUGE spiders came crawling out. I ran, completely grossed out as my husband and neighbor laughed at me. Probably didn't look that great in front of my neighbor, but I don't care. I HATE spiders (as I'm sure his wife does too.)
I got over that quickly, making my husband pull out the last bit of weeds, and went on my way. The mailbox is the only weeding I got done 1. because my gloves were shredded and 2. Bella wouldn't sit in the pack-n-play anymore.
So, a few days went by and my husband and I went out to the store one night. It was dark and raining when we returned home so I wasn't quite paying attention when I got out of the car. I looked down on the drive way and I saw something moving. I thought it was an earthworm due to the rain, but when I looked closer, it was a baby SNAKE! Now, I don't mind baby snakes, but where the heck is the big one who made the baby! This now has me thinking there is a snake in my big planter (which I haven't weeded yet) so now I am afraid to go digging through there in fear that a huge snake will appear.
So...all in all, spiders and snakes are just not my thing. I don't like them by any means and will avoid them at ALL costs. This experience has only reminded me of why God placed exterminators in our lives.
Aug 25, 2009
Full Circle
I'm not quite sure how to begin describing how faithful God is. He never forgets the things that you go through and never fails to work all things out for your good.
My parents were divorced when I was eight years. My father is a very manipulative man and unfortunaltey he managed to keep my sister and I away from our family. He would tell my grandparents, aunt, uncle and cousins that we didn't want to go to things when in reality, he never told us they were going on. I'm not quite sure why he did things like this. The only conclusion I can come to is that he has mental issues.
Anyways, my grandparents passed away a few years back. My sister and I were at the funerals but things between us and the family were not good. My cousins hated us and my aunt and uncle just didn't talk to us. We were not included as part of the family. While all the others were in the family limo, there was no room for us. While all the others sat in front of the caskets...there were no chairs for us. It was if we were strangers. It hurt....a lot.
But, the years past and we got over it. My sister and I each got married to two wonderful men. (The strange part is my sister married a man with the same name as my uncle and I married a man with the same name as my grandfather.) We had moved on with our lives. We no longer communicate to my father and we let go of any inheritance we may have gotten from our grandparents. (You see, they had picked out something special for us each to have when we were born.)
However, God does not forget. Last year, my aunt wrote my sister a letter and asked if we would get together with them. We accepted the invitation my sister, being 8 months pregnant, and I, being 5 months pregnant, drove to New Jersey with our husbands. My aunt greeted us with open arms and my uncle was so happy to see us both and see that we were both married and pregnant. It was at that time that we found out that they no longer talked to my father and knew that all these years, we were kept apart. They wanted to restore their relationship with us and also wanted to give us something from our grandparents.
Since then, it has been an amazing journey. We just spent this past Saturday with them, catching up, playing with the babies, eating, and boating. We had a wonderful time! They want go get together again very soon.
I am so amazed at the faithfulness of God. He brought us back full circle and restored the relationships that Satan had tried to destroy. It just goes to show that light shines through darkness everytime. We just have to sit and wait on the Lord, but He will always be faithful.
Today, I am in awe of God and truly amazed by Him. I have longed for my family for all these years and now...I have them back. Not only that...but every night I get to sit at the dining room table that was my grandparents and think back on all the memories I have with them. Thank you Jesus!
My parents were divorced when I was eight years. My father is a very manipulative man and unfortunaltey he managed to keep my sister and I away from our family. He would tell my grandparents, aunt, uncle and cousins that we didn't want to go to things when in reality, he never told us they were going on. I'm not quite sure why he did things like this. The only conclusion I can come to is that he has mental issues.
Anyways, my grandparents passed away a few years back. My sister and I were at the funerals but things between us and the family were not good. My cousins hated us and my aunt and uncle just didn't talk to us. We were not included as part of the family. While all the others were in the family limo, there was no room for us. While all the others sat in front of the caskets...there were no chairs for us. It was if we were strangers. It hurt....a lot.
But, the years past and we got over it. My sister and I each got married to two wonderful men. (The strange part is my sister married a man with the same name as my uncle and I married a man with the same name as my grandfather.) We had moved on with our lives. We no longer communicate to my father and we let go of any inheritance we may have gotten from our grandparents. (You see, they had picked out something special for us each to have when we were born.)
However, God does not forget. Last year, my aunt wrote my sister a letter and asked if we would get together with them. We accepted the invitation my sister, being 8 months pregnant, and I, being 5 months pregnant, drove to New Jersey with our husbands. My aunt greeted us with open arms and my uncle was so happy to see us both and see that we were both married and pregnant. It was at that time that we found out that they no longer talked to my father and knew that all these years, we were kept apart. They wanted to restore their relationship with us and also wanted to give us something from our grandparents.
Since then, it has been an amazing journey. We just spent this past Saturday with them, catching up, playing with the babies, eating, and boating. We had a wonderful time! They want go get together again very soon.
I am so amazed at the faithfulness of God. He brought us back full circle and restored the relationships that Satan had tried to destroy. It just goes to show that light shines through darkness everytime. We just have to sit and wait on the Lord, but He will always be faithful.
Today, I am in awe of God and truly amazed by Him. I have longed for my family for all these years and now...I have them back. Not only that...but every night I get to sit at the dining room table that was my grandparents and think back on all the memories I have with them. Thank you Jesus!
Aug 21, 2009
all in a matter of minutes
So...I can't help but wonder....am I the only one who barely has time to clean the house? As a new mom, I continue to learn the value of time. When I come home from a full day at work, the ony thing I want to do is sit down and spend some time with my husband and daughter. Doing this leaves no time for laundry or cleaning the house and for someone who grew up in a home that was spotless 100% of the time...this could cause problems.
So, I have recently found ways of utilizing my time. When I have a few extra minutes in the morning before leaving for work....I'll fold or put away some laundry, clean up our bedroom/bathroom etc. This morning, I took a few extra minutes and cleaned my shower while in it (which is so much easier then leaning over the tub to scrub it down.) I got out of the shower feeling a sense of accomplishment and it was only 6:30am. AMAZING!
So my encouragement to everyone out there who has a busy schedule....find some ways to utilize the few extra minutes you may have in a day. Simplify life. Keep Lysol wipes on the back of the toilet and if you can't get to cleaning the bathroom...give it a quick 2 minute wipe down. I have found that doing little things like this throughout the week, makes it easier to enjoy the weekends.
So, I have recently found ways of utilizing my time. When I have a few extra minutes in the morning before leaving for work....I'll fold or put away some laundry, clean up our bedroom/bathroom etc. This morning, I took a few extra minutes and cleaned my shower while in it (which is so much easier then leaning over the tub to scrub it down.) I got out of the shower feeling a sense of accomplishment and it was only 6:30am. AMAZING!
So my encouragement to everyone out there who has a busy schedule....find some ways to utilize the few extra minutes you may have in a day. Simplify life. Keep Lysol wipes on the back of the toilet and if you can't get to cleaning the bathroom...give it a quick 2 minute wipe down. I have found that doing little things like this throughout the week, makes it easier to enjoy the weekends.
Aug 17, 2009
Christina and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Weekend
Ok...so maybe this weekend wasn't entirely as bad as my title portrays. Maybe I'm being a little dramatic considering the things that bothered me this weekend are small in the grand scheme of things. None the less...I didn't enjoy my weekend and here is why.
It started Thursday night. My poor daughter had some shots, one of which was the flu shot. Everything was going fine until Friday morning when she woke up with a fever of almost 102 degrees! Now, I know that a fever after shots is completely normal, but I felt horrible because I had to go to work and leave her with a friend who had never watched her before. So...the whole time at work I felt like a horrible mother for leaving my child when she didn't feel good as well as a horrible friend for leaving her with a cranky child. (I am still so thankful to the friend who was amazing and kept telling me things were fine throughout the day. Love you!)
So as Friday progressed, I had made plans to go visit a friend in the hospital who had just had a baby. I went to the flower shop and put together a beautiful bouquet of flowers (which has inspired me to do arrangement of the month I think.) I was so excited to bring them to her. I met my husband at home, fed the baby, dropped her off at my parents and we were off! Now, those of you who may know me, know that when I want to get someplace, I don't exactly take my time. Not that I'm the worlds fastest driver, but I at least do the speed limit. HOWEVER, I was not driving and my husband insisted on talking during the whole car ride, either to me or on the phone, which lead him to drive 5 miles an hour UNDER the speed limit. I just kept looking at the speedometer and sighing. I think he finally went the speed limit for the last 5 minutes of the trip. (The speed was of course blamed on the flowers because he says he didn't want to spill the water.) Anyways, we finally got there and had a very nice visit. Afterwards we had a nice dinner at the Bistro in West Chester. We went home, expecting to be home for 20 minutes before we had to go get the baby. That 20 minutes turned into and hour because I fell asleep at 7:30pm, so I then felt horrible that I had taken up my parents night and spent no time with my baby.
So I woke up on Saturday hoping to have a productive day. All I can say about Saturday is that my child was MISERABLE!!! She screamed all day long. I tried rocking...I tried tylenol...I tried the swing....I tried playing...I tried feeding....I think I tried it all and nothing would satisfy her. Poor thing felt horrible and I couldn't do anything for her. We were supposed to have a family day out on our new boat and that didn't happen. The only good thing that came out of Saturday is that my parents brought over a chair they had fixed up and I made a little desk area in my family room that looks very nice now. I realized I should have taken a before and after picture, but of course...I didn't.
On to Sunday.....We woke up and went to church without any problems. Church ran late (no surprise) so we found ourselves trying to get out so we could possibly have our boating trip since we missed it on Saturday, but go figure we had to go to Cabela's first. Now, I just have to say that I hate Cabela's. I do not enjoy shopping to begin with let alone shopping in the worlds biggest outdoor store looking at fishing supplies for several hours. It's just not mycup of tea, which I kept telling my husband but for some reason he just wasn't listening. Somehow, I got dragged in there. I was told we would only be there for an hour and then we would go boating. (I should have known better) On top of being there for almost 3 hours, trying to entertain a 6 month old, they didn't have a life vest for my daughter so we just towed the boat for nothing because again, we would not be able to make the boat trip. I was so frustrated, hungry and just plain grumpy by that point.
We finally got home, only for me to turn around and go back out to the grocery store so I could make a meal for my friend with the new baby and have lunch for the week.
Needless to say this weekend didn't go as planned and....I'm tired.
It started Thursday night. My poor daughter had some shots, one of which was the flu shot. Everything was going fine until Friday morning when she woke up with a fever of almost 102 degrees! Now, I know that a fever after shots is completely normal, but I felt horrible because I had to go to work and leave her with a friend who had never watched her before. So...the whole time at work I felt like a horrible mother for leaving my child when she didn't feel good as well as a horrible friend for leaving her with a cranky child. (I am still so thankful to the friend who was amazing and kept telling me things were fine throughout the day. Love you!)
So as Friday progressed, I had made plans to go visit a friend in the hospital who had just had a baby. I went to the flower shop and put together a beautiful bouquet of flowers (which has inspired me to do arrangement of the month I think.) I was so excited to bring them to her. I met my husband at home, fed the baby, dropped her off at my parents and we were off! Now, those of you who may know me, know that when I want to get someplace, I don't exactly take my time. Not that I'm the worlds fastest driver, but I at least do the speed limit. HOWEVER, I was not driving and my husband insisted on talking during the whole car ride, either to me or on the phone, which lead him to drive 5 miles an hour UNDER the speed limit. I just kept looking at the speedometer and sighing. I think he finally went the speed limit for the last 5 minutes of the trip. (The speed was of course blamed on the flowers because he says he didn't want to spill the water.) Anyways, we finally got there and had a very nice visit. Afterwards we had a nice dinner at the Bistro in West Chester. We went home, expecting to be home for 20 minutes before we had to go get the baby. That 20 minutes turned into and hour because I fell asleep at 7:30pm, so I then felt horrible that I had taken up my parents night and spent no time with my baby.
So I woke up on Saturday hoping to have a productive day. All I can say about Saturday is that my child was MISERABLE!!! She screamed all day long. I tried rocking...I tried tylenol...I tried the swing....I tried playing...I tried feeding....I think I tried it all and nothing would satisfy her. Poor thing felt horrible and I couldn't do anything for her. We were supposed to have a family day out on our new boat and that didn't happen. The only good thing that came out of Saturday is that my parents brought over a chair they had fixed up and I made a little desk area in my family room that looks very nice now. I realized I should have taken a before and after picture, but of course...I didn't.
On to Sunday.....We woke up and went to church without any problems. Church ran late (no surprise) so we found ourselves trying to get out so we could possibly have our boating trip since we missed it on Saturday, but go figure we had to go to Cabela's first. Now, I just have to say that I hate Cabela's. I do not enjoy shopping to begin with let alone shopping in the worlds biggest outdoor store looking at fishing supplies for several hours. It's just not mycup of tea, which I kept telling my husband but for some reason he just wasn't listening. Somehow, I got dragged in there. I was told we would only be there for an hour and then we would go boating. (I should have known better) On top of being there for almost 3 hours, trying to entertain a 6 month old, they didn't have a life vest for my daughter so we just towed the boat for nothing because again, we would not be able to make the boat trip. I was so frustrated, hungry and just plain grumpy by that point.
We finally got home, only for me to turn around and go back out to the grocery store so I could make a meal for my friend with the new baby and have lunch for the week.
Needless to say this weekend didn't go as planned and....I'm tired.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)