Saturday, January 26, 2008

Snack Attack

Let's face it I come from a family of snackers.

My father would eat a full meal for supper and have 2 nightly snacks before bed. One was almost always a huge bowl of cereal.

My brother would try to get away with the same, claiming one was a bonafide "bedtime snack", but he also needed a "treat"

I have now produced an entirely new generation of snackers.

"Mom, can I have a snack?" at 7am of course

"Mom, I am so hungry only for fruit snacks."

"That was not a big enough snack"

"I ate my sandwich, now can I (immediately) have my snack?"

crying and rolling on the floor just as supper is about th begin "But I forgot to have my afterschool snack!!!!"

The icing, or whip cream on the cake, if you will, was last night when Drew came running up the stairs with the ultimate idea for a bedtime snack.
"Mom, I just want whippy do for my snack, in a bowl, with a spoon!"
(whippy do is Dan's weird name for CoolWhip)

For many reasons, which only made sense to me at the time, I let him scamper off with a bowl of coolwhip...and a spoon.
Oh , what has become of me?????????

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Out with the Old...In with the New?

With a new year upon us this is our mantra. Everyone seems to be cleaning out, repairing, resolving, planning, evolving, changing. A few weeks back I noticed something rather unchanged as I sat in a Sunday morning worship service at my church. Allow me to share.

The worship style at my church is blended. From traditional hymns, to contemporary praise songs, we usually have a combination of styles on any given Sunday. I assume this is not an easy task for the worship leaders in a church with varying musical tastes and this post is not my attempt to choose sides in a debate about worship style. This post is about the transcendence of music.

We began to sing the hymn of 1826 Holy, Holy, Holy. You may have heard of it.
I guess I'll have to admit that I am at times be one of those folks that "looks around" during church. I'm not taking a mental roll call, but I just enjoy seeing the faces of those I am worshiping with and the expressions on their face as they worship. As I scanned the crowd I noticed a precious Senior lady of our church sitting lovingly next to her husband. I know this lady has Alzheimer's Disease and I have a special place in my heart for her. She reminds me of my grandmother who also lived with Alzheimer's.

What struck me so greatly that day again as well as when I worked in the nursing home is the power of the old hymns to an older, by that I mean a senior citizen, Christian. I looked at this elderly lady and watched as her mouth sing the words to Holy, Holy, Holy. She may or may not have known where she was, or why she was there, but she knew that song and she was singing to her God. It was beautiful to me, it is beautiful to God.

I am simply grateful that we still sing hymns, that we have not swept out the old , solely in favor of the new. I am inspired to see God's Word through music still touching the life of and elderly lady.
I wonder what song will always get me singing, even into old age.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Mmmm...indoor S'mores

Bringing the outdoors in.
Dan received a indoor S'more maker for Christmas this year, what fun it is for the kids on a regular Tuesday night.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

A Fresh new batch of Crazy.

A new year and the pregnancy hormones are a pumpin'

Fighting the urge lately to re-paint my house, clean behind the frig, and oddest of all, I have not once, but twice, attempted to pack my hospital bag for when I go into labor (in April, mind you.)

Other oddities include dreams about Toaster Strudel and having Dan make a Monday night run to McDs at 8pm for Chocolate Shake!

I am also obsessed with the need to buy a pink diaper pail, and soon. A pink pail will make diapers more girly and smell better of that I am sure.

Of course a packed bag and a pink diaper pail will bring me no closer to my due date or even for deciding on a name for this baby. I prefer to drift about waiting for the perfect name to come in the mail, ring my door bell, or call me on the phone.

Happy Winter!
More crazy to come...

Friday, January 11, 2008

BTW, Braaaaad

The Christmas Tree and all it's decor came down last Saturday---chew on that!!!!

"This Little Piggy...

went to Target."

The Girl's own version of the ever popular,

This Little Piggy Went to Market.

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Place your bets.

This year, just how long will it be before we take down our Christmas tree?

Our previous personal record is January 25. That is two full months of Christmas tree delight. One year we had lights on the house until Valentine's Day.

Why is it so hard to take it all down and store it away?

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Dust more, whine less.

I have now decided that New Years Resolutions are bunk. At least they are for me.

Reviewing my resolve for 2007, I did not "tone up" (gained 20+lbs. yes it is pregnancy weight, but I only did Pilates for about 2 weeks last January), read the entire New Testament (got through Mark), and finish my laundry every Monday before I lay my head on the pillow at night (yeah, right)

Personal failure at its most obvious comes this time of year. So I challenge us, fellow bloggers to think about what we did accomplish in 2007. Think hard. Please share.

This year I will dust more and whine less.
Starting... now.