Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Pinewood Derby Car

Amanda is making a Pinewood Derby car in Tech. Ed. Right now it just looks like a white cat. Now with these photos, Amanda can paint the black coloring on the block of wood. Stay tuned for the finished project in a few months.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

A Quick Review

Last night was my class reunion. There were a few people I haven't seen in twenty five years. 

This morning, I woke with a sinking feeling in my stomach. As I drove home from Mom's house, I asked the LORD to explain it. I turned on Klove and the song that came on was my favorite Christmas song, Oh Holy Night. "Thank you, God, for knowing me". As I am three minutes from home, my cell goes off. "When will you be home? Breakfast is ready." HOME. The next song that came on was Come Home. Perfect.

The table was set and my family was waiting for me. Daniel made the fruit salad. Amanda set the table. Curtis made the eggs and bacon and had bagels and cream cheese. We sat together eating and laughed as I told of the happenings of the reunion. 

It's been a long time since I have been at a bar. Five years, as I struggle to remember. After my twenty year class reunion, I went to a bar. I was still drinking then. The next day I spent on the couch. It was not going to be a repeat performance. 

I don't drink. I don't smoke. I don't swear. I am a G-rated show. And I like that way.

I stayed until the end, which was midnight. That's right, I did stay up past 9 pm. I didn't fall asleep until 2 am, in my childhood bedroom. I was exhausted waking at 7 am. I had to take a little nap, to be honest. The children want to go ice skating (I'll watch). I need to be rested and not cranky for my family. They deserve my best.

When I woke from my nap, the song that was going through my head was Temporary Home. Yes, that sums up the years we spend in school. 

This is my temporary home.
It's not where I belong. 
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through. 
This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going. 
I'm not afraid because I know this is my 
Temporary Home. 

There were a lot of things I saw and heard that I would deem "inappropriate". But I placed myself in that "judgement" place. I needed to deal with those emotions that stirred inside of me. It was definitely a dark place. I prayed to be the light. 

I reconnected with a few friends that were nice to me in high school. They all have aged very well; Christine, Lou, Steve, Chris, Pam and Sue. I spent some time with my childhood friend, who I NEVER see. We were inseparable for six years. But our lives took different directions. She had a child early and went back to school. I had children later and stayed at home. We get together every June for our Relay for Life fundraiser. And maybe we see each other one other time during the year. 

The disappointment did sneak in. He always does. I wanted to talk to someone who was not in my high school life, but appeared on the scene five years ago. She helped me in a time when my marriage was crumbling. She sent me a "Husband Challenge" before The Love Dare. We did an on-line book study called Why Should I be the First to Change? together. But last night she was lost in the crowd. Or maybe I was. As I left at midnight, I searched for her, but didn't find her. I'll have to email her. Who says you have to wait for a reunion to get together?

I have to admit the turds were still turds (thanks Shay for that hilarious word) and I let it bug me. 

The music was WAY TOO LOUD. I even went over to the DJ and in my mommy role said "can you turn it down?". That lasted five minutes and we continued to shout at the person next to us. Really? We are not 23. We are 43. We are starting to become hard of hearing to begin with! Seriously?

I didn't know any of the songs since I don't listen to secular music and I don't dance in public. I backed up because I could just see an intoxicated woman falling on me, kicking me, or stepping on my foot. The song that was playing was OH Mickey which I didn't like when I was in high school. As I backed up the guy next to me said "This is just like high school. Everyone dances while I watch." Hilarious! And so true!

He asked what I have been doing for twenty five years. How do you answer that question? I stuck with the basics. I went to college, got married, had two children and work as a daycare teacher. My story is so much longer. My story is awesome. But my story cannot be told in three minutes in a bar with the walls shaking from bad eighties music.

Maybe at our thirtieth reunion? Nah. Just email me. ( We'll have lunch.  

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Report Card Time

CourseDescriptionPeriodTeacherRoomAtt.CreditErn. CreditMP1MP2MP3MP4EXMCOM1COM2FINAL
7183 - 6Tech Ed.1
7185 - 9Keyboard1

4181 - 1Science3
1181 - 2English4
2181 - 3Social Studies5
7184 - 9Family Consumer6
8181 - 2Phys. Ed6
3181 - 2Algebra I7

Last night while I waited to watch my beautiful girl perform on the stage, I wrote out Thanksgiving cards for her teachers. Last night was the district chorus concert. There were 190 high school students. The music teacher did not announce how many middle school students there were. It was awesome. Amanda was awesome!

Amanda had to be there at 6. The doors to the auditorium did not open until 6:30, so I came prepared. I wrote heart-felt thank you cards to her teachers. I wanted them to know that I appreciated them. I wanted them to know that they play a huge part in our lives. I wanted them to know how important they are to us. It took me less than 30 minutes to write out the cards. Amanda said that "we made their day". Yes! Goal achieved.

I love to "make" someone's day. It is such an awesome feeling. It takes little to no effort. Seriously.

Anyway...Amanda's first marking period is behind her. Last year she did this well also. Then Dad got sick. Thanksgiving was very difficult for us. And as you know, things just got worse.

Lucky for us, that won't happen again.

So, I encourage you to take a few minutes and write out that card that cost you fifty cents to buy at the dollar store. You don't know how you are going to effect someone. YOU might just "make" someone's day!

Thursday, November 17, 2011

So what do you think?


These are the ones we are choosing from so far...


I am studying Jonah. Two of my friends suggest that but Daniel has a friend named Jonah. So that is out!


I got the call last night that the baby was at Sandy's house. When I spoke to her she said when do you want to come get "her". I said Friday and she said "oh, because there is another kitten that does not like "her". So I told her I would call her back. When I asked Amanda what we should do, she immediately said "let's go get "her". 

I went to my chiropractor and my physical therapy then I went to Pet Smart. At 7:30, I picked the children up to go get our little "girl".

Sandy said she was a tuxedo female. When we arrive, this is the little guy that met us. I was disappointed. I had been thinking of girl names for an hour and now I had to think of a boy name. Then I realized that the last TWO kittens I chose DIED! Daniel said "We're getting him" and it was decided! He snuggled up to me and I was hooked.

Reilly, of course, is not digging him. She has hissed at him but has gotten close enough to smell him. It will be another adjustment period. Right now, we are calling him NOTHING. What do you think?

Isn't he adorable? We don't have a name for this little guy. Do you have any suggestions.

Monday, November 14, 2011

You would think...

that I would know The Ten Commandments but I don't. Daniel has to learn them for his cub scout's religious metal. I found a few videos but I liked this one the best because it has Kirk Cameron in it. I showed the video to Amanda once. She knew them right away. It was strange. Now only if all of her work could be this easy.

I have shown it to Daniel once so far. But I didn't ask him anything. I just showed him the video and then excused him. I'll keep you posted on his progress.

(Yes, I do know The Ten Commandments now that I've watched the video a couple of times).

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Sundays are Special

Today I went to Sunday School, which I love. It's called Bringing Up Boys. Then I went to the Service, entitled Whatever It Takes. Amanda and Daniel sat with their friends, Veronica and Garcia, and their parents. I sat with my girlfriend. It was lovely. I didn't have to reprimand Daniel once. LOL.

It's a long morning. We are there from 9 am to 12 noon. I could stay there all day. But I understand why the children get so wiggly. Pastor Paul likes to talk. Sometimes I just can't relate to the sermon. I struggle with that. I am thinking about something else. That's sin, not focusing on the message. But then he will say one sentence that hits me and I know that that is the reason I was there. That's exactly what I needed to hear.

Pastor Paul asked the congregation to share. The topic was "What is God doing among those around you through your ministry?" My girlfriend asked if I was going to share. I know if I am meant to talk because my heart starts pounding like it is going to come out of my chest. That was not the case. I listened to a lot of people share and then I wrote some ideas down in my journal.

  • Ladies Bible Study
  • Amanda's Social Studies Teacher
  • The Wee Care children
  • The Wee Care Ladies
  • My physical therapist
  • My husband
  • The Cub Scout parents
  • Pastor Matt
  • Women in general who have marriage struggles

I could have shared a hundred things that God is doing in my life. He is so amazing. I just didn't even know where to start. 

After we left LIVING HOPE, we stopped at Wendy's to grab lunch and then we were off to do a community service day with the cub scouts. Daniel and I collected donations in our neighborhood for two hours. When we got home, the house was filled with a lovely smell. My Love had already started dinner and it was only 3:30. We had salad and steamed crayfish for our appetizer. I don't care for them but that's ok because I don't think I would have gotten any if I did. The T-Bone steak is on the grill now. 

We have God and Family tonight at 5:30. That is one-on-one instruction for Daniel's religious metal. I asked how we could make this more enjoyable (so far it's the worst part of my week). He suggested that Amanda go with us. I think that is a great idea. Tonight we will be talking about The Prodigal Son.

I love Sundays. I have to choose to love all parts of my life, even the unpleasing parts. Loving life is a choice. (Thanks for that reminder Laura)

Monday, November 7, 2011

My New Favorite Things

Pop Crossbody, Mini Zipper Pouch, Essentials ZipWallet and Wristlet Key Fob

Organizing Utility Tote

No longer do I hear the words, "Mom, wear is a pencil?"

Personalized Thermal Tote (Lunch Bag)

You have until Friday, November 11th to place an order. Please leave a comment if you want anything. Thank you! Click on Thirty-One Gifts to view the awesome products.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Walk to Defeat ALS 2011

“But as for me, I will always have hope; I will praise you more and more.”
(Psalm 71:14)
We had a very beautiful day and a successful walk that raised $3,365.00 and counting for Team RAY'S HOPE. Overall the walk raised over $500,000. All donations go to those living with ALS for support services and for much needed continued Research. Thank you for your Support!!!!
May you all be Blessed with Health and Happiness over this Holiday Season!
Ray and Lisa

We have been walking to support the ALS Association since November of 2005. The photos below are from 2008, 2009, 2010 and yesterday. I didn't have a digital camera or even know how to upload photos until then, LOL.

Ray's HOPE are those children in the photo. I am not just talking about his own two, Kyle who is nine and Katie who is four. I am talking about the hope that one of those children will some day find the cure for ALS. Maybe one of those children will find the CAUSE of ALS. And hopefully none of those children will ever have to endure the pain and suffering of having ALS or having someone they love have ALS.

Our goal when we formed the team in Honor of Ray Gould was to RAISE MONEY, RAISE AWARENESS AND RAISE HOPE. That goal has become stronger with each year.

Hope is a thing with feathers - by Emily Dickenson

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.