Critter in the Garage

Can you see him?
He is in there.

The dogs were going crazy.
Surprising I know.

I do believe he was way more afraid of us.
And the little bugger wouldn’t sit still for me to take his picture, go figure. I mean he only had two dogs barking at him wanting to play.

When I tried to get him to go OUT of the garage with a little nudging from a paint stick he hissed at me and bared his teeth.
They have a lot of teeth.

I think he was after my Fish Window cleaner. Which by the way is AWESOME window cleaner.

He finally ran out of the garage and I do not think he will be making the same mistake anytime soon

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“Give. Inspire. Connect. Receive…Pass It On.”

Soulku

Namaste

“Give. Inspire. Connect. Receive…Pass It On.”

This is their mantra.

How beautiful is that.

Elise and John  Van Arnam were my son’s soccer coach this fall.
A wonderful, positive, encouraging pair.
I loved that they had such a positive influence over my son.
The kind of people you want in your life.

Elise and her friend started a business call SoulKu.  This is the link to see the product and purchase. 
 It’s a little blurry  (snagged it from their website)

They created these beautiful cards to pass on to others to encourage connecting with people that we meet.
         Each product is created to bridge the gap between wanting to say/do something kind and actually doing it.

We are interacting with people constantly but how often do we really acknowledge when someone really touches us personally.

They also have blog of photos their sharing here.

So Elise gave me these and I have had them on my desk for far too long.
Why?
Because I loved them so much, they were so wonderful that I wanted to do something really special with them.
Well that kind of defeats the purpose doesn’t it?

 The New Year is almost here and I cannot think of a better way to start it off.

“Give. Inspire. Connect. Receive…Pass It On.”

Carter’s First Flag Football Game

Carter is playing flag football this fall. Talk about a sport that I know NOTHING about. Nada. Nil. Not a clue as to what is going on.

I do know that they are to pull the flags on their opponent who has the ball and they are to run to the other end of the field to score a touchdown.

But to know where they are supposed to be? Forget it.
Off sides? What the heck is that?

I know that I love watching these kids run their butts off getting exercise.

And that they play with their mouth guards during the entire game.
Chewing on them and generally messing with them. I don’t think they really stay in their mouth protecting the teeth like they are made for.

Another thing I also know is the two girls on his team can RUN!

Mouth guard out of the mouth …AGAIN.

Yes, his hair is blue.
 It was pink yesterday.

Hey dude, your missing a flag.

Mom STOP TAKING MY PICTURE!
Nope, get use to it kid.

She gets another flag.

Contemplating BALL.

Still has his hand to his mouth while tossing the ball?

He is thinking…Where did this girl come from?

A pretty impressive leap, unfortunately he didn’t catch this one.

I love how they are all looking at their feet except for the girl, she has the ball in her sights.

They won.  Something like 7890 to 456.
I have no idea.
But they had fun.

Brothers and Sisters and Grandparents and Mom

I have been busy with summer and kids which means not posting that much. Even though I have a bunch of pictures that I have taken, furniture that needs to be blogged about I have not sat down long enough to write a post.

I still have a bunch of pictures from our visit to the Grandparents home and the kids being a bunch of knuckleheads, and well you know they just have to be shared.

Trying to get a group shot of them is almost next to impossible .

One, maybe two people are in place and someone does this…

Or pokes another and acts all innocent.

Or looks the wrong way.

We always take pics in the front of the house…This time we thought we would “mix it up” a bit, live on the edge and go for the back of the house.

‘Cus that is how we roll, crazy like that.

At this point I just gave up, you get what you get and you like it.

Carter does not like it when they wrestle, makes him very nervous. Plus I think he got plunked in this one.

Worse thing for Sam is when Sophia started wrestling. She has a few more lb’s on him

Where you going Sam?

He looks like he is about to nail her but she doesn’t look too worried. I think he landed on his butt.

Either that or trying to kick her foot.

Sam is pretty easy and VERY ticklish.

Dropped him to his knees in seconds.

Of course Carter is wanting to get into the action.

My littlest one and growing fast.

Why do they have to go and do that. Get big.

But he will always be my baby.

When he is towering over me and 20 years old.

And I am hugging and loving on him, giving him smooches.

And embarrassing him in front of his friends

by saying real loud “I LOVE YOU CARTER MOSBY”

Grandma Mary saves the wrapping paper centers, I don’t care how old they are they still love playing with them.

They beat each other with minimal damage.

They have figured out that they can reinforce them, that is not good.

Not quite sure WHAT she is doing. She is fourteen, I don’t think she knows what she is doing.

Ya, Carter that is not going to work.

Your not quite tall enough. Yet.

but you are going to make it easy for me

to take your sword and beat you with it!

You keep forgetting that I have Mommy Powers.

When the heck did she get taller that me?

Almost a good picture.

Poor Sam.

Sophia just wait. He WILL become bigger than you.

And that time is coming FAST.

I think I will save this one for when they are “hating” each other and remind them that they do actually love each other.

Sisterly love.

Mortified that his sister is kissing him,

My life is in the comics.

I am seriously beginning to think there is a camera hidden in my home. I mean really! Daily my life is showing up in the newspaper. They are making a fortune off of my life.

There are times where I would do a little “experiment” to see just how long they can walk around a their dirty clothes basket. It would be empty, all they have to do is put it in their room.

I do this to Carter all the time, and Sam for that matter.
Cracks me up ’cause you would think they would have figured it out by now.

This is me with pound cake. Love pound cake. The best part is when it just comes out of the oven and the buttery crusty sugary part on top. I will pick at it and then flip it over onto a cake stand. No one else is the wiser.

Absolutely, without a doubt, ME!

I don’t know what they are talking about.

Bullying from the past

 Have you ever had something rolling through your head that you want to blog/write about but think you may be opening yourself up a little too much? Or maybe what you want to write about may offend someone if they realize who are what you are talking about. You know what you want to say but are afraid it may come across wrong?

 You think about it. Dwell on it a little too much. You know it is your own recollection and bad memories and others will not remember it in the same way. Things that have happened a long time ago and you have gotten passed it. Moved on. But it still hurts.

 School years are brutal. I cannot speak for boys but girls are retched. I have very distinct memories of some of the girls that I went to school with and how mean they were to me. Well not just me but a lot of other girls also. I hated going to school. I could not wait to move away after graduation.

 I left after graduation and never looked back. I would go home to visit my family but that was it. No class reunions, why would I subject myself to that? Some things I just could not let go of.  Things that I remember clear as if it was said yesterday. Never anything physical. Words. Words that were said that filled me with hatred for them. I could never understand how people could be so mean.

 Of course now as an adult I have a much better understanding of people and why they do what they do. I know also that these people have completely forgotten just how mean they were to me. Is that a flaw in me that I cannot forget.

 I went home for an all class reunion after 23 years after some serious encouragement from a dear friend, the only  person I kept in contact with from school.  My husband went with me for moral support. I had no high expectations. Just expectations of bad treatment from people that I went to school with for 18 years. Why was I doing this? Curiosity is probably the best answer to that question.

What I did get was a huge hug from a girl that hated me in school. The things she said to me back then were nothing but cruel. I can rattle of a dozen things right now. All I would like is to forget them. I was very confused by the warm greeting that I received from her. Did she forget just how bad she treated me? Or did she just not think that the things she said were mean or had an impact.

I have heard that others that I have gone to school with are dealing with bullying with their own children. She is now experiencing bullying with her daughter. No, I am not thinking Karma is a Bitch.

 What I am thinking is they kids have no idea that they are doing it. They think it is funny. They are just kidding around.

 Just joking around while saying very hateful things.

 These things have long term affects on people.  I just don’t trust people easily. I tend to believe that people will do what they can to serve themselves.

 Having a teenage daughter has brings all these things so close to the surface. I don’t dwell on others being mean to her. I worry about her being mean to others. Why isn’t it the other way around? Is it that I know she is a strong, beautiful, smart girl. That she has everything going for her?

 I don’t know how I would handle it if she were mean to others.

 I don’t know.

 Maybe ignorance is bliss.

 I also have two boys. I am sure that I will experience some trials with them also.

 They are very different though. That is for sure.

 Much easier to understand.

 Sticks. Bugs. Building stuff, Taking it apart. Things seem to be very clear with them.

 Very little drama. No theatrics.

 And to think I was worried about having boys

What was I thinking?

My new toy!

I am so excited! 
Cue the Music!
Part the Heavens!
I got my new phone today. I am so excited that I can hardly stand it!
Good riddance to the Blackberry Torch! You were a miserable excuse for a phone. I shall not miss you one bit. 
Hello iphone 4s. I am looking forward to a wonderful relationship with you. You are so sleek and sexy. Agreeable. You do what I ask and respond so nicely. 

I am going to go now so that I may have a few moment with my new toy.
TaTa!
 

Life Interrupted

From Each Day….

How do you deal with interruptions? Do you get mad? Do you yell and scream in anger? Interruptions are a part of life. When the snow falls and school is delayed making you late for work, how do your respond? Your in a car accident, hitting a deer do you get mad at God because he is ultimately responsible? Interruptions come into our live, deal with it.  It is what it is.

Some interruptions are much bigger.. A death of a family member, a sick child, divorce. Responding correctly can be hard. You can blame GOD because he is the fault or cause but those interruptions can be an invitation from GOD to trust him. You can ask him why, but you may never get an answer. What you can do is lean in closer and embrace him or let him embrace you.
I have a very dear friend who is dealing with a very big interruption. It seams trivial to refer to it as an interruption because it is anything but trivial.  She is responding with grace. Embracing the interruption.

Our God can be trusted and he is bigger than any interruption. GOD has a plan and a purpose in all of our lives and if we respond we get to see that unveil. I think often about what Gods plan is for her and her family. She is touching people daily with dignity  and grace. Maybe his plan is to get her through this interruption whole glorifying GOD.

If we live in anger we will never see that invitation to trust. I am sure there is anger and frustration but he will get her through this with peace in her heart.

A myth is that if I choose to follow CHRIST he will bless me, nothing bad will happen in my life. Or if I follow CHRIST the devil will work his ways and terrible things will happen. What does happen is God invites us into HIS life, to be a part of HIS story and it will not go the way you think.

Exodus 3
Now Moses was tending the flock of Jethro his father-in-law, the priest of Midian. And he led the flock to the back of the desert, and came to Horeb, the mountain of God. And the Angel of the Lord appeared to him in a flame of fire from the midst of a bush. So he looked, and behold, the bush was burning with fire, but the bush was not consumed. Then Moses said, “I will now turn aside and see this great sight, why the bush does not burn.”So when the Lord saw that he turned aside to look, God called to him from the midst of the bush and said, “Moses, Moses!” And he said, “Here I am.” Then He said, “Do not draw near this place. Take your sandals off your feet, for the place where you stand is holy ground.” Moreover He said, “I am the God of your father; the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.” And Moses hid his face, for he was afraid to look upon God.

God brings burning bushes to our life.

Expect Interruptions.
James 1:2 Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds,  
Interruptions will happen , not if they will happen. Some are life altering, some are not and it is not likely that you and I will be asked to lead the people of Israel out of Egypt.

Embrace the Interruption
James 1:3-4 because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything
The interruptions will let you know what you are  made of and the way to get to maturity is through hard times. If it always comes easy you will never grow. That is what we do in the interruption and you know GOD is going to get you through it. Lean into GOD and trust him and he will carry you through the interruption and he will never forsake you.


What is the major interruption that GOD carried you through?
Will you do it differently next time?
How do you embrace those interruptions?

Interruptions can make you better or bitter. No one wants to be around a bitter person.

When the next interruption happens ask 5 questions.
1. What am I  doing? Are you standing on Holy ground like Moses?
2.What do you want me to do? Be an encourager…look around.
3. What do you want to do in me?  God controls your life. He is the Pilot. NOT the co-pilot.
4. God, who do you want me to meet?
5. How can God be glorified in this?

Sometimes GOD will wreak havoc with your plan because he has a better plan.