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My wedding day- 10 on Tuesday Edition

2010-06-29T20:29:00.001-05:00

I married the mister ten years, 6 months and 18 days ago. I was a young 22 yr old at the time, just months out of college. I was the 1st of my crowd to get married and did not feel sure of myself and my decision making capabilities. As a result my wedding was very pretty and also very typical. There really wasn't anything that stood out.

I told a friend that once and it surprised her. Apparently I am not one to march to anyone else's drummer these days. In 1999 that wasn't quite the case.

I went to the wedding of a friend of mine's daughter on Saturday. This weekend I will go to another wedding of a friend's daughter. If I were to plan my wedding again I wouldn't change the biggest detail, I'd still marry the same mister.....but I would do a few things differently....

*I'd wear funky shoes
*I'd have a dj or cover band
*I'd take more fun portraits
*I'd get napkins with our monogram on them
*I'd have stayed at my reception longer
*I would have had a fuller veil.........though this turned out ok when it got pinned on upside down. My mom totally saved the day.
*I would have gone to the bathroom earlier in the day
*I would have had a house party
*I would have had cookies at the reception
*I would have changed before leaving the reception

Overall, none of these details alter the meaning of that day. It is when I vowed before the Lord, my family and friends to love my husband from that day forward. For better for worse. Til death do us part.

And I wouldn't change that for anything in the world.

Happy Tuesday~

Monday Morning Question of the Day~

2010-06-28T08:46:00.000-05:00

***I am following the format of my sweet friend Shannon's blog today***

Good morning!

My parents drank at least a pot of coffee every morning while I was growing up. Black. Strong. Hot. My granny drank hers with two creams and some sweet 'n low.

I never did. In college I would hang out at coffee shops, never really enjoying my cuppa. I went to visit a friend who moved to New Orleans and tried her iced coffee concoction. I liked it. I brought some home. Then I got prego with #1 and very obediently cut out all caffeine.

As most of you know soon after the birth of #1 I got pregnant with #2. And suddenly desired coffee. Craved coffee.

And I've been drinking it ever since. I like mine with a little flavored creamer. And now my husband and I drink a pot of coffee most mornings.

What is your morning beverage of choice? How do you take your coffee?

Happy Monday~

My happy place.....

2010-06-24T16:50:00.000-05:00

I have been in workshops before where they ask you to close your eyes and imagine a place that is peaceful and serene. Somewhere you could go if travel details didn't matter. A place that feeds your soul.

Waimanalo Beach is that place for me.

I always thought of a generic spot near the ocean, usually it looked like a corona commercial.

Not anymore. From now one when I am asked to close my eyes and imagine my happy place, I will know just where to go. I will think about the alley way I walked through to get to the beach. The plumeria blooms covering the ground, the smell intoxicating. I will think of the shade trees and the coconut husks that led the way to the sand. Then I will think of the cliffs to the right, high to the sky. I will think of the trees, the wind, the small, unassuming houses who have this spot for their backyard.

I will remember walking up at sunrise, sitting on a log, next to the mister, watching as moment by moment the sky came alive. And turning around, the mountains, covered in green, reflecting the sun. The waves, the crashing, the sand.

Then I will remember later in the day when my children were laughing in those waves. In that sand. With their grandpa teaching them to use boogie boards and the joy on his face as he shared this little piece of his history with them. The black lab that was letting his owner bury him in the sand. The oatmeal raisin cookies I ate.

I will remember running into the water when my son said "You HAVE to feel these waves, Mom!" The way my knees buckled when a particularly strong wave caught me off guard. The sand that filled my suit as I washed ashore.

The wonder and awe I felt as I looked at the blue of the water, felt the coolness of the breeze and heard the joy of my children.

And I will be happy.

Date Nights

2010-05-01T14:07:00.000-05:00

Last night my Romeo took me on a date. He made arrangements for his parents to watch the kids overnight and we went to a new{to us} Italian restaurant and then to the movies. While the movie we saw was not spectacular, its premise was legit. Sometimes married folks get stuck in a routine and comfortable roles and rarely break out for any adventure.

With three kids ages 7,6 and 3 I am not certain I need much adventure. But I do need to be a wife sometimes, the object of my husband's undivided attention without competing with the wee ones. I desire that attention from my husband, the feeling of being pursued. And I think it is a legitimate need.

I have been praying and thinking quite a bit about intentional parenting. I think I need to be as intentional about being a wife and a partner to my husband.

I found this blog today and I am excited to read more about the idea of weekly at home date nights. I want to have a special time set aside that I can spend time with my husband, nurturing our relationship, focusing on our marriage.

I have heard for years how important it is to maintain the marriage relationship, to date my husband, to take care of myself so that I have the energy to take care of everyone else. I'm finally going to work on that. The website called the date nights Project 52, to last an entire year. I'm calling mine 16 Candles.......sixteen weeks of planned time with my mister.

Because this Juliet needs her Romeo.
Happy Saturday~

Purposeful Motherhood-

2010-04-13T13:05:00.004-05:00

If you've read much of what I have written over the last 3 years, you know I use the word intentional. I desire to be intentional.

I often fail.

But I try again.

My friend Kat has created a blog entitled inspired to action and it is fabulous.She has written posts on very practical steps to reach very lofty goals. Sometimes I read what she writes, word for word. Sometimes I skim. Sometimes I read it and inspired but overwhelmed.

She wrote a post about creating a mission statement. The thought of creating a mission statement for my life completely overwhelmed me, to the point that I skimmed the step by step instructions she conveniently wrote in the body of the post.

Today I went back to the original mission statement post and have spent some time thinking and writing and praying and thinking about what I want my mission statement to look like. Thankfully Kat says these don't have to be set in stone.....

**My Mission Statement**
When you see me, you see me.

*I will abide in the Lord’s presence. I will make daily decisions, reflecting on the grace and mercy the Lord has shown me. I desire that all I say and do will point others to the abundant life found in obedience to Christ.

*I will think of John’s needs above my own. I will do what will cherish him, build him up and help him out.

*I will pray daily for my children and that I might be the mother the Lord wants me to be. I will consistently discipline according to God’s word. I will foster a homelife that is fun and supportive. I will be a soft place to land.

*I will actively love my friends by praying for them, writing notes of encouragement and showing them in individual ways that they are loved. I will be consistently active in the 530 Club and CR.

Want to try writing your own?
Happy Tuesday~

My #2 is S.I.X.!!!!

2010-04-12T13:10:00.002-05:00

Six things I adore about this good lookin' guy-

1. He can always make me laugh, even at the most opportune times.
2. Last night he asked me to sing the song I used to sing to him as a baby. Then he told me he wished he were still 2 so I would lay in bed and sing with him. I melted.
3. He can shimmy up any pole and usually does.
4. He takes care of his little sister.
5. He can rhyme as well as I can.
6. He still wants me to carry him to bed. Sometimes.

Thoughts on Easter

2010-04-06T19:57:00.000-05:00

I posted this on an Early Morning Group on FB today-

How was your Easter weekend? We had a really good time. I was watching a music video on Friday and it depicted the crucifixion. My 7 year old started crying and left the room. It wasn't extremely violent, but it did show blood streaming down the actor's face.

Later she came back into the room and said 'Why would anyone want to die? Why would anyone do that?' I explained that the actor didn't really die, but that Jesus DID.

And then it hit me. He could have said no. He wanted to obey His Father, but He was human enough to not want that pain. And I heard again in my head that Jesus would have chosen the cross even if I was the only person on the Earth.

Chosen the cross.

Not just fulfilled prophesies without any say. Not just go through the motions that didn't really hurt anyway, I mean He WAS God, surely He didn't hurt too much.

I confess, these were thoughts that swirled in my brain. What was the big deal? He knew He was going to be in Heaven in a few days. This is the way it had to happen, there wasn't any other way.

That part is true, there wasn't any other way. But if Jesus had decided that I wasn't worth it, He could have said no.

And it wouldn't have happened at all.

And THAT is the big deal.

Happy Tuesday~

My # 1 is 7!

2010-04-05T21:02:00.000-05:00

Seven things I love about this gorgeous girl-

*Her thoughtful spirit.....she often thinks of what her brother or sister or momma or daddy would like best.
*Her love of reading.........a girl after my own heart!
*Her sensitive heart.........many Disney movie villains still scare her. And I'm okay with that!
*Her hospitality.......she loves to serve others.
*Her friendships......she is loyal.
*Her flexibility........she will do anything her coaches and teachers ask of her.
*Her intelligence........she has a terrific memory and eye for detail.

But above all these other things, I love that she loves Jesus. She cried when we watched a video depicting the crucifixion this weekend during Easter. She likes me to pray over her at night. She enjoys learning about God and the Bible and realizes the importance of a life spent with Him.

It is my prayer that for as long as she is in my house and even after I will model a life that seeks out the Lord and desires an intimate relationship with Him. By the music I listen to, the books I read, the words I say, the way I spend my time.

I've been entrusted with a gift in my Hannah Bean and I pray I am worthy of such a blessing.

We love, you, Bean.
Happy 7th birthday!!

Happy Monday~

RAok in Review

2010-03-29T21:16:00.000-05:00

All my friend Shannon wanted for her birthday was for folks to commit Random Acts of Kindness during the day. I decided mid morning that some of my acts were more AoK.....not so random, but carried on!

I had such fun thinking about what I wanted to do. I dreamed big dreams, wishing I had unlimited funds in order to bless others. I have another friend who often comments she wishes she had enough money to be a benefactor. Wouldn't that be awesome?

Anyway, back to my acts of kindness. I did not do any of these for recognition and will list them here only becuase Shannon wanted to know what all was going on in her name ;)

Today I:

-left a sticky note in the middle of some of my husband's papers, telling him I was praying for him
-bought a coworker some iced tea {Sorry it tasted nasty :( }
-paid for the woman behind the man behind me in line. {The man had a coupon}
-left .50 in a coke machine change receptacle
-left a note on a windshield
-took popcicles and fudge pops to the workers at the local ER
-left old magazines in the waiting room
-left brand new sidewalk chalk at the park by the ball fields

It was a stinkin' blast. I still wish I had money to pay for so many things. I struggled in my head a little bit and came to the conclusion that folks who aren't necessarily needy or poor could also be blessed by getting something paid for or given to them. That is probably obvious to many of you, but my brain had to bring me to that thought.

That Shannon wanted this done on her birthday is not surprising. She is one of the most thoughtful people I know. Long before I knew her, I knew of her good deeds. I mean, this woman spent many a Monday afternoon helping a friend fold laundry! She loves to entertain, plan parties, bake for others. And she rarely tastes what she makes, can you believe it?

Almost 18 months ago I came to her, still barely knowing her, needing help. She quickly, gladly, confidentially gave me the information I needed. That started the growth of our friendship and I am ever grateful that the Lord saw fit to intertwine our lives. We share many mutual friends and I get to see her several times a week. My kids have a nickname for her and #3 knows which drawer in her desk to look in for a treat. What a hoot!

I and m.a.n.y. others are blessed by sweet Shannon.

Happy 40th birthday, my friend. I love you-

-Its not too late to do your own RAoK....the feeling you get is quite a kick! And I decided this Act of Kindness thing was too fun to end today. I am creating the 40 Days of Kindness. I am going to attempt an anonymous act of kindness every day for the next 40 days. Up for another challenge? Leave a comment and let me know if you decide to carry on the RAoKs!

Happy Monday~

Thursday Thirteen

2010-03-18T09:32:00.000-05:00

13 things I loved about yesterday-

1. Coffee and talking with Betty first thing.
2. The hug KSB gave me when I met her in her driveway to walk.
3. The easy, fun, real conversation we had as we jogged our own pace.
4. Green pancakes.
5. Green scrambles.
6. Browsing the monogram store, kidfree.
7. The trio of dips at On the Border for lunch.
8. Watching my babes roll down the hill at the Bonfire Memorial.
9. Reading some of the quotes on the memorial plaques and thanking God for each of my children.
10. Crawling under a bridge on campus and listening to the squeals of my kids as they touches algae.
11. A phone call from a dear friend who needed encouragement.
12. Pulling weeds in the front yard.
13. Falling asleep on the couch with the mister, knowing there was no work today!

What did you love about yesterday?
Happy Thursday~

Thankful Thursday

2010-03-11T17:22:00.000-06:00

So, then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live in him, rooted and built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught and overflowing with thankfulness. Colossians 2:6&7

That last part describes me right now... overflowing with thankfulness. I have had a really great week and today in Bible study, as the teacher lectured, I was blown away by my place in this world. I have made some pretty major life changes over the last year or so and things just keep getting better and better.

I became a Christian in the summer of 1991. I have loved Jesus with all of my heart ever since. There were moments that I was head over heels in love with Him, and my actions reflected that. There were other times that He was on the back burner, always there, but sometimes I turned Him down to low heat.

I am reading in Genesis about Jacob and his sons and their choices. I feel a little like Jacob. Sometimes I looked to God, asked His opinions, sought wisdom from the Word. Many decisions I made were made relying only on my own knowledge.

While I have remained safe and healthy all these years, I wonder about the blessings I missed out on when my life was not in line with the Lord's plan for me. I grieve for the choices that were unhealthy, unsafe and just plain wrong. There are earthly consequences I will face on this earth, though I am forgiven in Heaven. I thank the Lord over and over again for His mercy and grace.

I am looking to Him these days. I am listening more, reading more, asking more, kneeling more. And I am hearing more. This week there have been two instances when I had a physical reaction while praying. I felt the Holy Spirit in my bones. It felt good.

And I am overflowing with thankfulness.

Happy Thursday~

Ten Things I Say Repeatedly

2010-03-09T14:53:00.000-06:00

1. Rock the house, don't rock the house baby.
      I have no idea where this term came from
2. Kiss me again.
3 second kisses don't count around here.
3. I said NO.
   I hate saying this as much as I do.
4. Did you shut the front door?
After two incidents of coming home to the door wide open, this has become a common refrain.
5. We are on the same team.
      To my children when they are purposely tormenting each other.
6. Hey baby.
     To everyone in my family
7. Are you serious?
8. Fabulous
9. Ridiculous
    #7 and #8 and #9 are current words of the moment, these change depending on who I spend a great deal of time with.
10. I love you.
     I say this freely to many people and mean it each time I say it. I have a few friends that savor these words, giving them out only at the most important moments. Do you think it can come to mean less if one says it too frequently?

Happy Tuesday~

13.1, again

2010-02-18T06:40:00.001-06:00

Sunday, February 14, 2010 I ran my second half marathon. Mr. Brick ran in a 5K. Yep, we were feelin' the love!

Last year I ran in the local half marathon. It was my first one ever and I completed the training and the 1st 9 miles of the course with some very dear friends. What an accomplishment! My goal then was to run more than I walked and to finish running. I complete both of those goals in 2 hours and 31 minutes. I was very proud of myself, but didn't really feel like I had run a strong race. In fact, I mainly walked the last 3 miles, unable to run at all til the finish line.

My running buddies and I ran off and on after that race, but our commitment kinda fizzled. I knew I was losing my fitness level and I needed some motivation, strong motivation.

Another friend of mine is a racing queen. She travels all over the country and runs in marathons and half marathons with what I perceive to be ease. She told me how awesome the race atmosphere was in big cities. I was intrigued. I bit the bullet in December, paid the $75 entry fee and found myself duly motivated.

One of my running buddies, the non pregnant one, felt similarly motivated and we were doing the 12 week training schedule again!

Training went well, especially after the week we ran 7 miles. I pushed thru some sort of mental barrier and had predominantly good runs after that. Then the big weekend loomed.

And I started to get nervous. I had 2 major fears. I couldn't find my friends at the start line last year and ran the first mile or so without them. Totally freaked me out. I was worried that would happen again. And during my training runs I often felt pretty sick afterwards, unable to warm up. I greatly feared either or both of those two things happening.

{SPOILER ALERT.......neither one did!}

Wendy and I met at our predetermined spot a few minutes after our predetermined time. There were a LOT of people there, on those dark capitol city streets. The mister took a picture of us, then left to find his start line. We started walking among the crowd, trying to find the sign that had our estimated pace on it. Note- the crowd thins near the back, ;)

I said a quick prayer, we set our watches and then we heard lots of cheers.....WE WERE OFF! We knew this was going to be a hilly course and the first three miles didn't disappoint. It was fun, seeing all the people, checking out the wacky clothes folks wear and noticing the sun coming up.

At mile 6 we stopped for water.

Right around mile 9 we turned a literal corner, ran up a very literal hill and things became different in the race. What didn't change was the crowd support. There were people everywhere! Lots of signs for running mommas and daddys. Lots of family members cheering their support. Hugs, high fives, excitement. It was a great scene.

The hills didn't stop after mile 9. There was a constant up and down. I quickly found that it hurt more to walk downhill than jog. The mile 12 marker was at the bottom of the biggest hill I have ever had the joy of walking on, let alone attempting to run up. Which in fact, I didn't. And I don't think I saw anyone else running up it either. I have told folks I felt like I was hiking up Enchanted Rock. It was some serious elevation.

I huffed and puffed my way to the top. It was really hard. Though, at that point I realized there was less than a mile to go! The last .5 mile or so winds around the capitol grounds. I started to get verclempt in the shade of the pink limestone, but my lungs were in no condition to cry and my wheezing stopped any sort of sentimental moment I was trying to have.

I had a burst of strength and really finished the race strong. I felt good! I think honestly, we didn't walk much more than a mile, total. And though I finished in 2 hours and 45 minutes, 14 minutes slower than last year, I felt much stronger and felt much better the rest of the day.

I ate a banana, mini bagel and downed a thing of chocolate milk within 20 minutes of finishing. I stretched some, sat down for a few minutes and hobbled to the car with Mr. Brick helping me out. I was extremely sore the rest of Sunday and I was worried the tops of my feet were supremely bruised. Monday I was not near as sore but I was really really tired. Thankfully it was a holiday and I could sneak in a morning nap and an afternoon doze. Tuesday I woke up and felt completely recovered. Yea!

It was really really a great experience. It must be a bit like childbirth because I can't honestly remember my feet hurting at all during the race {and I know they did} and I want to register for another one. In fact, on Tuesday I was even reading over a full marathon training schedule. I still don't think I have the hours in a day to devote to training, but maybe someday........

Whew.........this is long..........thanks for reading it! I had many, many friends praying for me and for the weather and the Lord was very gracious in providing warm sun for the run. I enjoyed myself, the beauty of the city I was in and the camaraderie of running with 8700 others. I can't wait to do it again! Though maybe in a town NOT known for its hills, ha!

Happy Thursday!

Ten on Tuesday

2010-02-09T08:46:00.001-06:00

My most favoritest {sorryjustin,jaci,angela,and alltherest} cousin is coming to visit in 2.5 weeks!!!! Here are 10 reasons I love her so-

1. She wrote me letters while we were growing up. I rarely, if ever, wrote back. But still, she wrote.

2. She loves Twizzlers as much as I do.
3. She is totally following her dream in Hollywood - man, that takes courage!
4. We have a shared history and can relate to things like only family can.
5. We can talk on the phone and laugh like only dear friends can.
6. She loves my husband and children and takes every opportunity to make us all feel special.

7. She calls to make certain I am in the loop when it comes to grandparents and health concerns.
8. She inspires me to be a better writer.
9. Our relationship is a priority of hers and makes certain to visit, no matter what!

10. She deeply loves her family. Even when its hard or uncomfortable. And I am blessed to be part of that family.

I love you, Snap!

2010-02-05T06:44:00.000-06:00

My sweet #3 is going thru a little momma separation anxiety. On Tuesday, Mr. Brick arrived home at about 530 pm. He told me to hurry up and get my run in before it got dark. As I was lacing up my shoes, #3 said 'Are you going running?'

{In a side note I LOVE that my babes know I run. They often want to run with me. I have not become unselfish enough to give up my hour of silence to let them join me, but I am pleased as punch that running somehow defines a part of me for them. Another day, another post.}

I told her that I was going to go run and would be back in one hour. She started crying, 'Noooooooooo, I don't want you running. I want you to stay here. With me.' I tried to reason with her that we had spent the last 12 hours together. Side by side, totally focused on one another. That in fact, she had not even napped that day, so she really had been with me for the entire day. T.w.e.l.v.e. hours. As I said that I also said, on 2nd thought I might run for two hours.....just kidding!

I left and her daddy had to deal with her. When I returned she jumped up and rushed me at the door. Quickly she told me 'You stink!' but my welcome was a warm one.

Last night as I was doing the kid handoff at basketball practice we had a similar episode. Lots of crying, hugging my leg, sadness. Mr. Brick seriously had to peel her off of me and I left listening to her tears. When I got home later I asked if she stopped as soon as I left. {Generally speaking, our children give us a big show of crocodile tears and as soon as we are out of sight, so are the water works} However the mister said that this time she was sad for a long time, until they got home. He could distract her for a second, then she'd remember I was gone and start bawling again.

I hurt when my babes hurt. I am sad when they are sad. But part of my heart is so grateful that #3 and I are bonded in such a way that she desperately misses me when I am gone. Neither the mister nor I could remember this phase with #1 or #2. The mister is certain we have blocked it out of our memory, ha! I am going to savor these tight neck hugs and cries for Momma.........the days are fleeting and soon, my 2 yr old #3 will be too big to hold..........ala #1..........

Happy Friday~

Thankful Thursday

2010-02-04T08:26:00.000-06:00

Today I am thankful for:

*antibiotics
*rain boots
*text messaging {do I say that every time?}
*The Lord's Supper
*DVR
*pop tarts
*friends who trust me
*asics running shoes
*washable paint
*matches
*my crock pot
*picnic baskets
*home days

What are you thankful for?
Happy Thursday!

530 Club

2010-02-01T06:28:00.001-06:00

"you hear my voice in the morning; at sunrise I offer my prayer and wait for your answer." Psalm 5:3

I love to wake up early. Crawl out of bed in the dark, tip toe to the kitchen, start the coffee and my worship music on itunes.

Wait, I don't love to wake up early.

I love the effect it has on my day. I have been doing this with semi-regularity for at least a year. I started a group on FB dedicated to encouraging my friends to wake up early. I have a friend named Kat who was instrumental in helping me realize the inherent value in purposely getting up early.

Kat has started a new blog that is all about mothering and the first series is about getting up early. I also sometimes read the Girl Talk blog which is focusing on rising early this month, too.

It is ~~easy~~ hard to do. It takes committment. Some days all I can do is get out of bed and call that success. Some days I have a super fabulous quiet time with the Lord and hit my day running. Some days I spend more time reading FB status updates and looking at pictures.

However, I am confident my early morning time is not wasted. Even if the only visible benefit is the easier way I interact with my children after having two cups of coffee in me, its worth it, don't you think?

What time do you get up?

Happy Monday~

PS On the side I posted a button that will lead you to Kat's ebook, Maximize Your Mornings. Read it! You'll be excited to get up tomorrow!

Thirteen on Thursday

2010-01-28T08:13:00.000-06:00

It seems I need an attitude adjustment. I have been irritable, grouchy, short tempered and feeling sorry for myself. Get real, right? There is nothing big going on, just a lot of obligations and places I have to be rather than want to be. Doing things that must get done rather than things I want to get done. And quite honestly, just not wanting to get much done at all.

My boss wants me to tell her three positive things each week during our meeting. Last week they flipped right off my tongue. Yesterday I had to think a little harder.

Right now I am going to make myself think of 13 positives.

Ready? Go.

1. I met my dear friend at the track this am. She could read the desperation in my email last night and agreed to meet. I am selfish with my time with her and though we didn't get enough, we had some.
2. Creme brulee creamer. My sister finally found a doctor who had an idea about what was going on with her body. The bad news is that she has to cut out all forms of sugar from her diet. The good news is that the brickhaus benefited from her pantry clean sweep.
3. I am having fun with my preschool class. My assistant and I are getting to know each other more and more and we are laughing lots.
4. My foot isn't hurting anymore where it had been for about a week.
5. We have just enough $$$ to pay our bills. No more, but we don't need more.
6. I have made a new friend and texting with her has gotten me out of my own head a time or two over the last week.
7.Uh oh, barely half way there........um.....I felt very accomplished when I vaccummed under both couches in the living room on Tuesday.
8. The mister is on a serious healthy eating and exercise kick. Yea for him!
9. My mother in law is getting to meet lots of folks in the community and is so impressive with her drive and determination during her campaign.
10. A cute girl from church babysat for me on Tuesday for the first time and my kids loved her and I did too!
11. My friend Betty is holding my feet to the fire to get my work done. {I guess this is positive}
12. Some friends of mine are moving back to Texas soon! Well, the husband is already here. His wife and wee ones will be soon. I am so excited about this friendship and hanging out with my virtual friend in person!!!
13. Jesus loves me. Even when I am irritable. Grouchy. Short tempered. Feeling sorry for myself.

What are your three positives today?
Happy Thursday~

Anyway you say it......

2010-01-18T21:50:00.000-06:00

Psalm 130:3,4&7

If you, O LORD, kept a record of sins,
       O Lord, who could stand?
But with you there is forgiveness;
       therefore you are feared.
O Israel, put your hope in the LORD,
       for with the LORD is unfailing love
       and with him is full redemption.
                                                    NIV

If you, God, kept records on wrongdoings,
      who would stand a chance?
   As it turns out, forgiveness is your habit,
      and that's why you're worshiped.
O Israel, wait and watch for God—
      with God's arrival comes love,
      with God's arrival comes generous redemption.
   The Message

Lord, if you kept a record of our sins,
      who, O Lord, could ever survive?
But you offer forgiveness,
      that we might learn to fear you.
O Israel, hope in the Lord;
      for with the Lord there is unfailing love.
      His redemption overflows.
   New Living Translation

If thou, LORD, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand? But there is forgiveness with thee, that thou mayest be feared.
Let Israel hope in the LORD: for with the LORD there is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption.
   King James Version

If You, Lord, should keep account of and treat [us according to our] sins, O Lord, who could stand?    But there is forgiveness with You [just what man needs], that You may be reverently feared and worshiped.
O Israel, hope in the Lord! For with the Lord there is mercy and loving-kindness, and with Him is plenteous redemption.
Amplified Bible

JAH, si mirares a los pecados,
    ¿Quién, oh Señor, podrá mantenerse?     Pero en ti hay perdón,
    Para que seas reverenciado.
Espere Israel a Jehová,
    Porque en Jehová hay misericordia,
    Y abundante redención con él;
                                    Reina-Valera 1960

I am beyond grateful for a God that offers His mercy and grace. Again and again and again. I hope you know His love, too.

Happy Monday~

Happy Anniversary!

2010-01-08T13:43:00.002-06:00

I married my husband ten years ago today! This has always been our song-

It was no accident me finding you
Someone had a hand in it
Long before we ever knew
Now I just can't believe you're in my life
Heaven's smilin' down on me
As I look at you tonight

I tip my hat to the keeper of the stars
He sure knew what he was doin'
When he joined these two hearts
I hold everything
When I hold you in my arms
I've got all I'll ever need
Thanks to the keeper of the stars

Soft moonlight on your face oh how you shine
It takes my breath away
Just to look into your eyes
I know I don't deserve a treasure like you
There really are no words
To show my gratitude

So I tip my hat to the keeper of the stars
He sure knew what he was doin'
When he joined these two hearts
I hold everything
When I hold you in my arms
I've got all I'll ever need
Thanks to the keeper of the stars

It was no accident me finding you
Someone had a hand in it
Long before we ever knew

Thankful Thursday~

2010-01-07T06:34:00.000-06:00

Today is Thursday, January 7, 2009. On Friday, January 7, 2000 I practiced walking down the aisle. I was wearing a red shirt, black sweater and black pants. We had to practice the kiss at the end two times.

It was my wedding rehearsal!

Mr Brick and I were married on January 8, 2000.

T.E.N. years ago. I love that we were married in 2000 so that we will quickly recall how many years we have been married. When we started dating in 1994 I remember thinking that when we are still together when I am 32 I will have been with the mister for half my life.

I am 32.

I vaguely remember life without the mister. We have grown up together and been through college and law school, babies, family members' deaths, jobs, many changes.

There is no one I'd rather have by my side. Both today, the last 16 years, and the many many years to come.

And for that I am thankful.

Happy Thursday~

These are a few of my favorite things....

2009-12-30T14:20:00.002-06:00

.....are you humming the tune?

*my coffee maker with a timer... Mr. Brick preps the coffee every night and I just have to hit a button when I get up in the morning and viola!

*Text messages...sometimes it isn't convenient to make a phone call when one needs a quick shot of encouragement

*runningmap.com ... I love being able to plot my runs and also being able to see where the mister is running while he is gone.

*my new chiropractor. I have been having shoulder problems for over a year and after just two visits I feel 95% better. Seriously.

*DVR.....we were cable free and very low cable for many years. We feel we have really moved on up now with ESPN AND DVR, ha! I know several of my friends have recently done away with their hook up and I think that is wise. However, that really isn't an option with the mister and I {love} being able to watch The Biggest Loser after the kids go to bed.

*Nativity scenes....I have been collecting these for several years, trying to get a new one each year. My friend came over yesterday and as I went to show her my new one, I realized I had 6 new ones. S.I.X. .....granted 3 were gifts, but seriously, 6?

*New bedding for my kiddos....my mother in law bought new bedding for all three kids. She recognized that I have to wash the bedding often, especially for the younger two and it is going to be so nice to have a spare set of sheets to fall back on! And #1 loves her shabby chic quilt!

*Our fire place......makes me feel so at home and cozy and peaceful. I just love it!

What is one of your favorite things?

Happy Wednesday~

2009-12-21T09:01:00.002-06:00

Ten Goals for 2010

10. Get Lu to wear hair accessories more regularly – her head o’curls is nearing the out of control stage

9. Find appropriate reading material for Bean……..she is a voracious reader, on the 4^th grade level, I think……

8. Get an agent for DD…….seriously, this guy is funny! And still so sweet and cuddly.

7. Run my second half marathon. I did the local race in March of 2009 and have registered for an Austin race in February.

6. Find suits to fit the mister……..he won the office Biggest Loser contest and is starting to run, as well.

5. Locate my box of desk items I packed when we moved to our new house in September.

4. Invest in tea tree oil shampoo……..2010 will be nit free for us!

3. Continue working on my mother in law’s campaign – Blanche is running for State Representative for District 14.

2. Spoil baby Holton and send him home :) Jori and Neil had their first baby in June.

1. Bask in the joy my faith, family and friends give me each day.

Happy Happy New Year from our house to yours!

His words

2009-12-02T06:33:00.002-06:00

The other night I was laying in bed and sleep wasn't coming. rarely happens to me and I hate it when it happens. For some reason I started thinking about all the things I'd done wrong in my life. About poor decisions made and people that were affected. Very, VERY quickly it snowballed and I became upset. It was all I could do to start repeating the words, Jesus loves me, this I know. For the Bible tells me so. I said those words over and over in my head, maybe 5 times. Then the words, from the east to the west came into my brain. I thought of the song and just kept saying from the east to the west. I calmed down and thanked the Lord for His wisdom just at the moment that the enemy was taking me down. I chose to believe truth and it was a very purposeful choice. It was almost a physical change, to switch my brain's gears from the bad thoughts to the good.

Monday I told a friend about it and then went to find the verse that was in my head. It came from Psalm 103 and the entire Psalm is just so incredible. I hope it speaks to you at some point, when you most need it.

Psalm 103

Praise for the LORD'S Mercies.

A Psalm of David.
1Bless the LORD, O my soul,
And all that is within me,
bless His holy name.
2Bless the LORD, O my soul,
And forget none of His benefits;
3Who pardons all your iniquities,
Who heals all your diseases;
4Who redeems your life from the pit,
Who crowns you with lovingkindness and compassion;
5Who satisfies your years with good things,
So that your youth is renewed like the eagle.

6The LORD performs righteous deeds
And judgments for all who are oppressed.
7He made known His ways to Moses,
His acts to the sons of Israel.
8The LORD is compassionate and gracious,
Slow to anger and abounding in lovingkindness.
9He will not always strive with us,
Nor will He keep His anger forever.
10He has not dealt with us according to our sins,
Nor rewarded us according to our iniquities.
11For as high as the heavens are above the earth,
So great is His lovingkindness toward those who fear Him.
12As far as the east is from the west,
So far has He removed our transgressions from us.
13Just as a father has compassion on his children,
So the LORD has compassion on those who fear Him.
14For He Himself knows our frame;
He is mindful that we are but dust.

15As for man, his days are like grass;
As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
16When the wind has passed over it, it is no more,
And its place acknowledges it no longer.
17But the lovingkindness of the LORD is from
everlasting to everlasting on those who fear Him,
And His righteousness to children's children,
18To those who keep His covenant
And remember His precepts to do them.

19The LORD has established His throne in the heavens,
And His sovereignty rules over all.
20Bless the LORD, you His angels,
Mighty in strength, who perform His word,
Obeying the voice of His word!
21Bless the LORD, all you His hosts,
You who serve Him, doing His will.
22Bless the LORD, all you works of His,
In all places of His dominion;
Bless the LORD, O my soul!

Happy Wednesday~

Faith on a Friday-

2009-11-20T06:09:00.003-06:00

A few weeks ago I meet with a woman I hadn't talked to in several years. Before our chance meeting during a car accident on the side of the road in 2007 it had been at least 15 years since I was in her class. We, however, reconnected on facebook, of all places, and I loved reading the insight and wisdom and faith stories she wrote.

We met at a bookstore, shared a bit of where we were in life, our struggles, our successes and the basis for which all of the above comes from.

She gave me a packet of a Bible study. An in depth, inductive study on the book of 2 Timothy. I have never done an inductive study and I shared with her my desire for some structure and focus to my early morning quiet times.

Today I finished the last lesson on 2 Timothy, Chapter 1. The last questions asked my to read again chapter 1 and think about what Paul's instructions to Timothy meant to my salvation and my thoughts on my Savior.

This is what I wrote:
a. my salvation
-I have a sincere faith, as well. I pray that #1, #2 and #3's children may be told the same thing as 1:5
-I must continually 'kindle afresh the gift of God' which is in me!
-I have been given a spirit of power, love and discipline, not timidity
-I will have to suffer for the gospel
-I will guard the treasure, w/ the help of the Holy Spirit, which dwells in me.

b. my Savior
-is God the Father AND Christ Jesus our Lord
-I desire to serve God with a clear conscience (1:3)
-God has given me my spirit
-it is for HIS purpose I have been called
-He abolished death and brought life and immortality
-The Holy Spirit dwells in me!

Lots to think about today!
Happy Friday~

10 reasons I started running and keep running

2009-11-17T12:08:00.004-06:00

1. I thought people running on the sidewalk while I drove by were awesome

2. I kept seeing a license plate around town that said {GO RUN}

3. I needed to lose weight

4. Once I completed three miles I felt such a sense of accomplishment

5. I was able to talk with friends and not feel guilty about 'girl time'

6. I started losing that weight

7. The day I ran n.i.n.e. miles continues to be one of the most incredible of my life

8. I started a training plan and needed to stick to something

9. It became a stress outlet, when my other options had become unhealthy

10. I want to be strong and healthy for myself and my family

Why do you do what you do?

Happy Tuesday~

2009-10-26T17:03:00.002-05:00

Sometime I struggle with having intentional time with the Lord. For a few days or even a few weeks I will have a really good routine, but then something knocks me off track, sick kids, long work hours for my husband, something.

A friend of mine is always very encouraging when I express my frustration with my inability to carve out a dedicated time daily to sit and be quiet with the Lord. Recently she sent me this link and it very eloquently describes the season of my life.

http://www.truewoman.com/?id=846

It has given me ideas to try, and things to think about. If you ever struggle, it might be worth the read.

Happy Monday~

Thankful Thursday

2009-10-22T10:57:00.003-05:00

When my first born was a wee babe I had a thing or two to learn about parenting. {ahem.....}

One lesson was how to get her to fall asleep. While I was confident that I would train her to fall asleep on her own, it did take routine and practice. Then the middle of the night times when I needed her to get BACK to sleep presented obstacles, as well.

One way I found to calm her down was to sing Amazing Grace. It was the longest song I knew all the words to. I know that this is proof positive that God allows newborns to attach quickly to their mommas. Because I have a terrible voice and any sane person would be more agitated by my constant singing, not pacified by it.

However, #1, did in fact enjoy Amazing Grace. At some point during a church camp experience I learned a different tune and that is the version I sang to her. Again and again and again.

I vividly remember the first time she tried to sing with me. She wasn't two yet and her words were garbled, but the tune was crystal clear. It made me cry then and if I think too long about it now I still get misty eyed.

I sang the same song to my #2. It had similar effects on his bedtime routine.

And I continue to sing Amazing Grace to my #3. I just laid her down for a nap and she asked me to rub her back before I left. This is a relatively new request, but I like it! And as I rubbed I sang my tune. The same tune I have been singing for seven years.

I hope that those words are deep in my babes' souls. I pray that if they ever wander they will know the truth deep deep down. I once was lost. Now I am found.

And I ask God to protect my children through the many dangers, toils and snares they are bound to walk through on this earth.

And I claim the Lord's grace for them until they feel it for themselves. My #1 has professed such faith and I am earnestly praying the same for #2 and #3.

And as long as they'll let me, I will sing Amazing Grace to them.

I am thankful for the opportunity.

What are you thankful for today?

Happy Thursday~

Honesty Post

2009-10-20T12:47:00.003-05:00

I know that a majority of my {ten or so} readers are moms of young children. My own children are 6.5, 5.5, and 2.5. This thing called parenting has been a riot so far. I have laughed more and smiled bigger in the last 7 years than in all 25 before having my first baby.

I love the hugs, the jokes, being needed.

But sometimes it is too much.

Sometimes I feeling like screaming 'NO ONE TALK TO ME FOR 3 HOURS!' And often these thoughts come to me between the hours of 4 and 6 pm.

Don't tell me I am the only momma that thinks such thoughts.

So, what do you do?

How do you cope?

Do you scream? Run? Drink? Pray?

I can honestly say I have done all of the above. The last one should be my first defense against the crazy time called the 'witching hour'. Unfortunately it isn't always.

Last night, as my sweet son chomped his raw broccoli directly behind my left shoulder I turned to my husband and said - "I need a walk." I changed clothes, put on my fast runners and left for 30 or so minutes.

And as I walked and breathed, I thought. I wondered, what do other people do? How do single moms get through the day? Many husbands travel during the week. Surely we all have a few unhealthy habits, but for the most part the folks I see seem sane.

So, what do YOU do? How do YOU cope?

And if you are not in a season of life where you have young 'uns under your feet, what do you remember your mom doing? Did you like it? Or what did you do back in the day?

Happy Tuesday~

Too funny not to share....

2009-10-13T20:32:00.003-05:00

WHITE LIE CAKE

Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church Ladies' Group in Tuscaloosa, but forgot to do it until the last minute. She remembered the morning of the bake sale; and, after rummaging through cabinets, found an angel food cake mix & quickly made it while drying her hair, dressing, and helping her son pack for Scout camp.

When Alice took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and the cake was horribly disfigured. She thought, 'Oh dear, there is not time to bake another cake.' This cake was important to Alice because she did so want to fit in at her new church and in her new community of friends. So, being inventive, she looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake. Alice found it in the bathroom - a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and covered it with icing. Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it looked perfect!

Before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for work, Alice woke her daughter Amanda and gave her some money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the moment it opened at 9:30 and to buy the cake and bring it home. When Amanda arrived at the sale, she found the attractive, perfect cake had already been sold. She grabbed her cell phone and called her mom...

Alice was horrified - she was beside herself. Everyone would know! What would they think? She would be ostracized, talked about, and ridiculed! All night, Alice lay awake in bed thinking about people pointing fingers at her and talking about her behind her back.

The next day, Alice promised herself she would try not to think about the cake and would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower at the home of a fellow church member and try to have a good time... Alice did not want to attend because the hostess was a snob who more than once had looked down her nose at Alice because she was a single parent and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa but, having already RSVP'd, she couldn't think of a believable excuse to stay home.

The meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old South and, to Alice's horror, the cake in question was presented for dessert! Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake! She started out of her chair to tell the hostess all about it, but before she could get to her feet, the mayor's wife said, 'What a beautiful cake!' Alice still stunned, sat back in her chair when she heard the hostess (who was a prominent church member) say,'Thank you, I baked it myself.'

"You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor."--Exodus 20:16

I got this from the girltalk blog : http://www.girltalkhome.com/

Happy Tuesday~

2009-10-07T20:47:00.003-05:00

As I left my 6 year old's bedroom tonight after tucking her in and praying over her I saw this note on her desk:

I went home. I aet dinner. I love my house. I Love my bedroom. I love my bathroom. It has pegrens all over it. I think its cool. I love my mom and dad. I love my sister. I love my borther. But most of all I love God. Cuse he is are king.

Sunday Sermon

2009-10-04T14:41:00.002-05:00

Do you ever read something, maybe just a few short paragraphs and it fundamentally changes the way you think about something? A friend of mine posted a note on facebook about being thankful. She decided to change her negative thinking to the positive. A little spin, if you will.

I decided to do the same.

*Instead of groaning when my alarm goes off at 5:30, I will be grateful I've been given another day.

*Instead of cringing the 100th time my daughter says Moooom, I will be grateful she is healthy and strong and with me.

*Instead of griping about my husband working late, I will be grateful he has a job that supports us.

*Instead of complaining about my lack of alone time with my husband, I will be grateful we have a family.

*Instead of wishing I had more money to spend on clothes, I will be grateful for the full closet I have.

*Instead of dreading planning lessons each week, I will be grateful for the opportunity to touch little hearts and plant the seed of Love.

*Instead of twitching each time my children intentionally bug each other, I will be grateful I have three babes that will be there for each other.

*Instead of worrying about what may come, I will be grateful for my Saviour and remember that the Good Guy wins.

10 on Tuesday-

2009-09-29T13:03:00.002-05:00

Ten things I love about three year olds:

*They are genuinely happy to see me most days
*I can still pick them up
*They are potty trained {for the most part}
*They like it when I dance
*Overheard conversations crack me up
*Given consistency they adapt well to routine
*They like songs with hand motions
*They want to sing above mentioned songs repeatedly
*They tell me they love me
*I get to observe them master so many skills throughout the year

Happy Tuesday~

Thankful Thursday-

2009-09-24T12:04:00.003-05:00

I feel like I use the word thankful a lot. When I write to friends I try to tell them how thankful I am for them. When I pray with my kids, I ask them what they are thankful for. I have decided to use the word grateful for a few days to see what happens.

So far it has made me more aware. I am much more intentional and conscious of what I am giving thanks for. I need to look at a thesaurus and come up with a few more words to use.

Today I am thankful for wisdom. I am grateful for wisdom. I am grateful for women in my life that share their wisdom with me, impacting me in many ways, both big and small.

I have a mentor that I meet with once a week. Sometimes we walk. Sometimes we talk. We drink coffee with cream some days. We work thru a workbook on other days {in fact, we need to get back to that workbook....}

She and I came to know each other in December of 2008. I had heard her name in various conversations and sought out her wise counsel. She did not disappoint! We have grown close over the months and I value her friendship a great deal. She is wise, kind, in love with Jesus and not afraid to ask me tough questions.

That is why I like it when we walk while we talk.....less eye contact that way!

It is extremely beneficial for me to have an outside perspective when I get caught up in the trees rather than the forest. I love that I know she will pray for me instantly when I send her a text or email.

I pray I am able to return the favor to a younger woman at some season in my life. We are called by God to help each other out and my mentor is living Titus 2 constantly in my life and with others. I feel smarter just standing next to her!

Where do you find your wisdom?

Happy Thursday~

Ten on Tuesday

2009-09-22T17:14:00.003-05:00

Ten things I {LOVE} about our new home-

1. The dark floors {though I have to sweep 3x a day}
2. Split floor plan.....our room is waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay over there :)
3. My big bathroom. It is seriously about 4x as big as my old one.
4. My kids love playing with the girls across the street.
5. We are 1.2 miles away from an awesome school.
6 I get to see sweet sweet friends at above school each day when I drop my babes off.
7. I bought fancy new bedding. In almost 10 yrs of marriage we have never had fancy new bedding!
8. The gas range. Well, Mr. Brick is most excited about that, but whatever makes him happy....
9. The color of the brick. It is my favorite on my street.
10. Just the fact that we are really in. It was such a dream, a hope, for so long. I am praising Jesus!

Happy Tuesday~

Thankful Thursday

2009-08-27T22:07:00.003-05:00

Tonight was kindergarten orientation at #1 and #2's new elementary school. Mr. Brick was unable to come, so I sat in the brand new cafeteria by myself. Well, alone with at least 80 other parents ;)

The principal started welcoming all of us and I was suddenly very verclempt.

This was really happening.

My kids are really at the new school, the only school I would move for.

We really sold our house.

We are really moving into a brand spanking NEW house.

Several very sweet friends really work at this school.

It is really happening.

We have been praying about this, for this, around this, because of this for over 4 months. I realize that isn't very long in God's time, but it has been a big big deal in our lives and it is really coming to pass.

I can't exactly put into words my emotions. {Yeah, I know that is what it seems I am trying to do here on this blog} I know that God's answer isn't always yes. And often it is not in our timing. But this time it is a big Y.E.S. and it is right on time!

And I'm thankful.

What are you thankful for?
Happy Thursday~

Flashback Friday

2009-08-21T08:04:00.002-05:00

I met #1 and #2's teachers last night. Both seem warm and friendly and I am excited about the year.

I started thinking about all the teachers I have had over the years and tried to remember their names.....

K-
1st- Mrs. Robinson
2nd- Cathy {private Montessori school}
3rd- Mrs. Shirley
4th- Mrs. Butler and Mrs. Sandel
5th- Alford, Lebow, Eugster, Hutchinson
6th-Blanton, Sandel {yep, again}, Taylor, Holt,
7th- Holmes, Foster,
8th- Bergland, Schroeder, Crowe, Hardcastle, Metcalf
9th- Samuelson, Larkin, Crenshaw,
10th-Hamilton, Casey, Reilly, Eike, Whitely
11th-Vetters, Lampo, McGaw, Farris
12th-Foley, Pennebaker, Farris, Casey,

Guess I'll have to come back when more come to mind.....
Who was your favorite teacher?
Happy Friday!

Forever-

2009-08-09T15:14:00.005-05:00

Seven years ago last month I had a miscarriage. I wasn't very far along yet I was still devastated. We had been through some medical 'stuff' and weren't exactly certain how easy it would be for me to become a momma. We were surprised and beyond excited when we found out I was to have a baby in March of 2003.

That excitement was short lived. Just 5 days after I found out I was carrying a new life, the ultrasound showed in fact, that I was not.

I can still remember the doctor telling me there was no heartbeat. I drove to work and sat in a chair at the front desk. I said "I'm here. All alone." It was incredibly sad. In those five days I thought and dreamed about this baby and seen our future together as a family.

Then the dream was over.

At that point Mr. Brick and I were active volunteers in our church's high school ministry. It was summer time and there was a late night worship activity each Wednesday. About two weeks after the miscarriage I ventured back out into public and attended that service.

I figured it was late and dark and the high school kids wouldn't know much about what was going on. I am a complete extrovert and being away from people is much more painful for me in most circumstances than being around people.

As MD started singing Forever I felt a great peace come over me. I sang along and meant the words. To this day, whenever I hear the song I am taken back to that night in the Outlet Cafe when the Lord reminded me of His abundant love and faithfulness.

Give thanks to the Lord
Our God and King
His love endures forever
For He is good,
He is above all things
His love endures forever
Sing praise, sing praise

With a mighty hand and outstretched arm
His love endures forever
For the life that's been reborn
His love endures forever
Sing praise, sing praise Sing praise, sing praise

Forever God is faithful
Forever God is strong
Forever God is with us
Forever Forever

From the rising to the setting sun
His love endures forever
By the grace of God
We will carry on
His love endures forever

There is a verse in 2 Corinthians that took on special meaning during this time of my life. 2 Corinthians 1:3,4 says

Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.

I understand it to mean that when we go through certain trials there will be others in our life who have experienced similar situations. They are able to give us strength and grace and comfort, much like others gave to them. The Lord provides these people to show that we aren't alone and we will carry on. A woman from my church called me and shared her story of loss. My mom told me more about her own miscarriage. These were painful stories, yet these women helped me to know I was not suffering a pain that no else had suffered. They knew how I was feeling.

It is up to us to help those in our path that are hurting. To show them comfort and love and a safe place to rest. Especially when we know intimately the kind of pain they are feeling.

Who can you give comfort to today?
Happy Sunday~

More Lyrics-

2009-07-31T07:01:00.002-05:00

I wrote in a previous post about our desire to move and that we are in the process of selling our current house. This is our first house, the first one we bought and now the first we are trying to sell.

It is a tedious process. I love getting the phone call that a Realtor wants to come show our house. I hate the stress of getting three babes out of the door with everything looking swell. When I get home and see names on the list I get excited. When I hear that our house just wasn't right for the potential buyer I get frustrated.

I know that this is a process. I feel confident we are in God's will. His timing is not my timing and His ways are not my ways. I have heard this song "While I'm Waiting" on the radio many times. When I began applying the lyrics to my current situation I gained new perspective. I will worship while I wait. I will serve while I wait.

And above all, I will wait. Take a moment to read these words. Surely there is a circumstance you are in that the Lord is requiring you to wait. Isn't it reassuring to know that He knows how the story ends?

I'm waiting
I'm waiting on You, Lord
And I am hopeful
I'm waiting on You, Lord
Though it is painful
But patiently, I will wait

I will move ahead, bold and confident
Taking every step in obedience
While I'm waiting
I will serve You
While I'm waiting
I will worship
While I'm waiting
I will not faint
I'll be running the race
Even while I wait

I'm waiting
I'm waiting on You, Lord
And I am peaceful
I'm waiting on You, Lord
Though it's not easy
But faithfully, I will wait
Yes, I will wait

I will serve You while I'm waiting
I will worship while I'm waiting
I will serve You while I'm waiting
I will worship while I'm waiting
I will serve you while I'm waiting
I will worship while I'm waiting on You, Lord

What are you waiting for?

Happy Friday~

Thankful Thursday

2009-07-23T15:44:00.002-05:00

There are so many reasons I am thankful for my church family:

-6 weeks worth of meals after #3 was born
-running partners and confidants
-a job, or two, or three
-8 months worth of diapers when #3 was born!
-community of women to mentor me
-college girls for me to mentor
-knowing my doctor in a nonmedical setting and trusting him so
-an accountability partner
-more and more Bible based knowledge

and today I am thankful for my friend Erin who I met at church who designed this kickin' blog header for me..........YEA!!

Lasting Lyrics

2009-07-22T14:42:00.004-05:00

Music has always been about words to me. I do not appreciate the symphony. Instrumentals tend to bore me. After a song or two, all bluegrass sounds the same. Heavy metal holds no interest.

It is the lyrics that get to me. Words that touch me or make me feel something. I love to sing along to songs I sang along to when I was 10. Anybody remember Sylvia? As I listen to particular songs on the radio I automatically want to hear the next song on that cd.

Unfortunately I don't have a pretty voice. Once I was told I needed to sing on key. I don't even know what that means, let alone how to get there.

But I do have a good memory and a place in my brain for lyrics that mean something to me. The following lyrics by Ginny Owens have come to mind at certain points in my life for the past 8 years or so. I like to especially belt out the chorus when I am alone in my car. It is a beautiful song and I hope you enjoy the message.

The pathway is broken
And the signs are unclear
And I don't know the reason why You brought me here
But just because You love me the way that You do
I'm gonna walk through the valley If You want me to

Chorus: Cause I'm not who I was
When I took my first step
And I'm clinging to the promise
You're not through with me yet
so if all of these trials bring me closer to you
Then I will walk through the fire
If You want me to

It may not be the way I would have chosen
When you lead me through a world that's not my home
But You never said it would be easy
You only said I'd never go alone

So when the whole world turns against me
And I'm all by myself
And I can't hear You answer my cries for help
I'll remember the suffering Your love put You through
And I go through the valley If You want me to

What song means something to you?
Happy Wednesday~

Survey

2009-07-15T11:59:00.003-05:00

1. What is the average number of times you get interrupted during your shower?

2. Desktop or laptop?

3. Do you read before bed, watch TV, or neither?

4. Can you do a cartwheel?

5. What body part is hurting today?

Happy Wednesday~

The story of the BrickHaus

2009-07-03T09:12:00.004-05:00

Once upon a time there were 4 Bricks. They lived in a house with two other Bricks. It was a big house and there was plenty of room. But it wasn’t their BrickHaus. One day they found another house that soon became the BrickHaus. It was perfect.

A girl’s room with pink stripes and a boy’s room painted yellow with white stars. A big pantry for MommaBrick and a playroom for the baby Bricks. {Who at that time were barely 2 and 3 }

The Bricks have loved their Haus. It is close to Mr. Brick’s work, easy to find and they have several great friends in the neighborhood.

However it became clear in the spring that perhaps the Bricks were ready for a new Haus. Now there were 5 Bricks. And #1 and #2 were school ready. MommaBrick found out she had many friends going to teach at a particular school and she was convinced that #1 and #2 needed to be at that school.

With much prayer and discussion and a few tears and late night talks the tall Bricks were on the same page. If a house could be found in the zone that would send #1 and #2 to the particular elementary school they desired and said house met very specific requirements a move would be made.

They found it!

They found a house in the beginning stages of being built and are able to be a part of all of the major decisions regarding everything from light fixtures to brick color.

Yep, the Bricks get to pick the bricks!

The next step is to sell the original BrickHaus. The Bricks are confident that a family will stumble upon Morris Lane and it will be as big a blessing to that family as it has been to them.

Here’s to prayers and patience-

Happy Friday!~

This was taken on 7/2/09

10 on Tuesday

2009-06-16T06:27:00.002-05:00

10 things I love about my kiddos right now:

-#1 loves to make her bed and straighten her room.
-#3 sings 'Shake your booty' when I change her diaper
-#2 shimmies up any and every pole we pass
-#2 has my rhyming ability
-#1 is reading way above level, she finishes books in mere hours
-#3 has curly curly ringlets that turn into a 'fro when I brush them
-#2 still sucks his thumb and wants his silky at bed time....I know, I know.....
-#1 wants her hair to look like mine
-#3 says 'goggie' instead of doggie
-#2 sleeps in
-#1 prefers PBS shows to slightly older fare
-#3 gives TIGHT hugs around my neck

Ok, so I couldn't leave it at just 10......though I can't always be fair, I can list equal numbers for each of my beautiful babes!

Happy Tuesday~

HJK

2009-06-10T06:12:00.004-05:00

Holton James Kennedy was born on June 3, 2009 at 7:25 pm. He entered via c-section, so as to have birth stories to share with his three older cousins. Holton was welcomed to the nursery with a throng of screaming fans…..you see his family needed some joy.

The day before Holton’s arrival was a sad one. Holton’s uncle, Grant Kennedy passed away to be with Jesus in heaven. Grant fought long and hard and his body was worn out. He was tired of fighting for every breath. His parents loved him so much, had taken such amazing care of him and they knew he was exhausted.

Once again the lines from ‘Blessed Be Your Name’ ring true.

Blessed be Your name
You give and take away
You give and take away
My heart will choose to say
Lord, blessed be Your name

Holton came during a week of sadness. He was a bright light during cloudy days. We know the Lord’s timing is perfect and Holton arrived just exactly when he was needed. Arms that suddenly were empty found a new life to hold. Eyes that were red rimmed with grief filled with joyful tears. Lips that kissed one Kennedy good bye, kissed another Kennedy hello.

We are extremely thankful for Holton James Kennedy. We will spend his life telling him what a complete blessing he is!

Happy one week birthday, little man!

Happy Wednesday~

10 on Tuesday

2009-06-09T10:48:00.002-05:00

10 Things I learned while at Schlitterbahn

*Tattoos are in. Multiple tattoos.
*Many folks are NOT self conscious when it comes to their swim suit choice
*I felt over dressed when wearing a towel wrapped around my waist and a t-shirt
*They close the kiddie pool down for an hour when they discover human waste
*The hot tub is too hot.
*Nontraditional piercings are also very in vogue
*Reapplied sunscreen actually works
*String cheese and chex mix does wonders for cranky children
*Two days is plenty for the under 10 set.
*Preferential treatment rocks. Thanks Greg!

Happy Tuesday~

Overdue.......

2009-06-03T08:17:00.000-05:00

Has it been almost a month since I have last posted? My apologies! I have remained ever active on FB, but neglected this blog.

We are off to a great start of summer. Anytime anyone has asked about my summer plans I have replied with ‘my plan is to have no plans.’ We were extremely busy in the spring with sports and choir and school and church. All very good things. We didn’t get burned out or stop enjoying them. However, I want to slow down. I want to go when we want and stay home when we need to.

Thus far we have accomplished that. We are meeting friends around town for various kids’ activities. We went swimming. I renewed our membership at the Children’s Museum. We have been to the library 3 times and my #1 has probably read 15 books. Chapter books. Mysteries are her favorite.

I have kept up with my running routine, meeting friends in the early morning. I love listening to the birds and watching the sky turn light. Some mornings I don’t want to get up, I hit snooze a few times. But I never regret it when I am done. Most mornings it seems hard to believe I ran 13.1 miles a few short months ago. So it goes.

I haven’t stayed with my menu planning. Today the new grocery ads came out, maybe I will try again.

I have developed a chart for screen time, to keep both my kiddos and me accountable and away from the tube all day.

Two people have approached me about doing another Art Camp. I don’t know that I have it in me to coordinate and run another camp, but I am all about sharing my resources and plans. It makes me happy to think that people remember and want to reproduce some of the fun that was that week in 2007.

I guess this is enough of an update. We took some family photos last night at Fire Ant Ranch. When I get some proofs I will post them. I am excited!

Happy Tuesday~

Play Ball!

2009-05-11T20:43:00.002-05:00

My #2 is playing Tball this spring. It is quite entertaining. A little frustrating. The level of improvement at each game is amazing! This is my guy tagging a runner at home:

Check out his face when the coach handed him the game ball!

He is so proud. I am, too! Way to go DDman!

Happy Mother's Day!

2009-05-09T13:58:00.002-05:00

Ten things I love about my mom:

*in no particular order*

*She loves to read and passed that love on to me and my sister

*She has an eclectic taste in music, which I share

*She knows a ton about medicine and sickness and always has sane advice for me....I tend to be a bit of a hyperchondriac

*She spelled my name in a unique way

*She offered to drive to Austin one night, it was late, when I had my druggie roomate kicked out of the dorm

*She gets really cute hair cuts

*She loves my dad

*She is so good to her friends

*She shows hard work and determination can pay off - especially concerning exercise and weight loss

*She thinks my kiddos hung the moon and wants to live closer to them

barely hanging on......

2009-04-23T08:39:00.003-05:00

these words do NOT describe my marriage. Though they easily could. In two different conversations yesterday people told me either they were barely hanging on or they intimately knew a couple that were barely hanging on. I mentioned that to my husband last night. We talked about how sometimes, in the busy-iness of life we can start just passing each other by.

Between practices, meetings, games and other commitments there can be days in a row we don't have an actual conversation. I have found myself saying more and more when asked about something to say that I hadn't yet talked with my husband about it. And that can be over a course of several days.

When these ebbs in our relationship happen I am very aware of it. I feel out of sorts, I am easily irritated and I get gloomy. If I wallow too long it seems almost too hard to make things right. To reconnect.

Thankfully I have made that effort every time. And that is exactly what it takes. Effort on both of our parts. Because life is hard. Marriage is hard. Parenting is hard. The windswept feelings of courtship and new love have faded. The desperate need to be together every moment has been replaced with grocery lists and laundry to fold.

It can be easy to let romance and intimacy fall further and further from the front burner. It takes intentional thought and action to maintain a lively marriage. And I don't always get it right. Heck, I don't even often get it right.

But I do think about it and I am aware of the effects on my children if their father and I are not living as husband and wife, but merely as a momma and daddy. A wise friend once told me to put God first, my husband second and my children third. That is hard to do and sometimes makes me feel momma guilt. But in the long run, I know that modeling a godly, loving relationship will serve my children much better than an empty marriage that focuses only on the needs of the children.

I do love Mr. Brick so very much. I am thankful for all that he does for our family and for the love he shows us each day. And I know that he loves me so very much as well. And as we travel on this road of parenting and daily life I pray that we intentionally demonstrate for each other the love that brought us together 15 years ago!

Happy Thursday~

Under the Big Top

2009-04-10T14:29:00.005-05:00

For my #2's 5th birthday the fam headed out to the circus. It was a bit smaller this time around, only one ring instead of three and no ponies or tightrope walkers. It was impressive, nonetheless!

#3 didn't want to be in this picture, but here are the rest, waiting for the show to begin. Notice how #1's shoes match her shirt perfectly.....

This face cracks me up! #3 couldn't wait for the elephants and kept chanting for them. When we told her they were coming, this is the look she'd give us. Priceless! Oh and yes, that is a bruise in the middle of her forehead. Guess she is taking after her big brother!

We took some pictures during intermission.....

And what circus would be complete with out cotton candy?? It was a fun night and I think #2 felt duly celebrated!

Happy Friday~ Good Friday!

LNO!

2009-04-05T19:53:00.010-05:00

For my #1's 6th birthday we decided to have a Girl's Night Out instead of a traditional party.

She and I dressed up and we headed out on the town. We left Mr. Brick and the younger two to man the fort.

First we picked up two of her dear friends from kindergarten. C and E were equally excited to celebrate #1's special day.

We ate at a hibachi grill, but I think their favorite part was ordering pepsi - go figure! All three were under the table in record time once the flames started!

Next stop - the mall for some dazzling clip on earrings!

Of course- all princesses need major bling!

It was a very special night and I am so thankful I was able to witness the camaraderie between my daughter and her friends. They were silly, respectful, sweet, secretive, indecisive and affectionate. Listening to them giggle and whisper in the back seat made me realize how fast they are growing up. I want to always be the mom that my children's friends want to be with. I pray that our family is a safe haven and a strong witness to the love we feel and have to share!

Happy Birthday, Bean!

Intentional-

2009-03-29T15:05:00.004-05:00

that is what I strive to be. It is probably the word I wish described me more than anything as a mother. Unfortunately that isn't the case. But that doesn't mean I am not yearning for it. Trying hard to attain it. Looking for ways to be more 'it'.

We have moved into a new phase here in the Brickhaus. Both #1 and #2 have joined the ranks of organized sports. Now, I haven't witnessed either one practice yet, so I can't say exactly how organized it is, but they practice regularly, nonetheless.

#1 practices once a week with games on the weekend. #2 practices twice a week, with games to take the place of practices after 3 weeks. Yeah, one night both practice at the same time in different locations.

I am excited for both of my big kids to spend time exercising. To learn to follow directions, execute new skills, meet new friends. To work hard, win some and lose some. Those are all valuable lessons.

What I am struggling with is how to make mealtimes work. Practice time is 6 pm. That is generally when we eat dinner. #3 can't make it much past then and truth be told, neither can I! When we get home from practice it is after 7 pm. Exercising kiddos =sweaty kiddos = stinky kiddos = BATHS! Bed time needs to be at 8 to ensure chipper babes{and this momma} in the morning.

So the logical answer is to eat before practice. This isn't rocket science, I know. But Mr. Brick doesn't get home til 5:30 and we should be out the door by 5:40. It occurs to me that the babes should eat around 5, then the adults can eat around 8 after the children go down.

My dilemma is the family dinner table. What I don't want to happen is fast food on the run, or to get into a rut where we never all 5 eat together. I am hoping that by being intentional in my planning and protecting our family meal times the other nights of the week we will continue to break bread together as a family. Just today I read in the paper all the things that go right more often when families eat together at the dinner table.

I realize that eating dinner together won't solve all of our problems. But it seems like a good way to at least be aware of each other's struggles and successes.

How do you make meal time come together as a family? Or how did it look growing up in your family?

Happy Sunday~

Smitten

2009-03-22T20:31:00.003-05:00

My number two is in love. He has found his future bride. Nevermind that they are only in preschool. #2 and sweet L have been in class together since they toured in the bye-bye buggy. There has always been a friendship there, but lately things have turned more serious.

Want evidence?

Since about birth I have been singing my son a special song, just for him. One of the lines goes "One day I bet my life, he'll find a real fine wife....." Now when I sing that line he interrupts me and spells out his true love's name.

This past week we were eating dinner outside, enjoying the wonderful weather. I asked #2, what is it exactly about L that makes her such a good friend? Without so much as a pause, he replied "I like the way she smells."

Seriously. That is what my 4 year old said.

I tried again. What about her makes her such a good friend? "I like the way she looks." he said with a shy grin.

Could I make this stuff up?

I love L's family and would be overjoyed if indeed we were one day in laws. However, 15 years is an awfully long time to court.

Happy Sunday~

Do you have a plan?

2009-03-12T13:15:00.003-05:00

Last night I was reading email when all of a sudden the entire house went pitch black. Instantly, I was disoriented and frightened. It was near 10 pm and Mr. Brick was at the gym. The babes were all sleeping.

It wasn't stormy or windy. My first thought was that there was a bad guy trying to get into my house. I sat completely still, listening for footsteps.

Was the garage door locked?

Surely I would hear something. Then I thought, no you wouldn't because bad guys are bad and they know how to be stealthy.

Fear gripped my heart and I sat motionless for a full minute. Do I go get the baseball bat? Do I sit in the kids' room? Which one? Where are the flashlights? Candles?

I prayed. I was scared.

I slowly got up and walked to the kitchen. It was black in this house. Couldn't see a thing. The entire 20 feet to the kitchen I was prepared to be assualted. Yes, I was that afraid. I ran my hands over the kitchen counter and found my cell phone. I quickly called my neighbor and found out they had lost power too.

WHEW.

I lit about 6 candles and called the mister to get home from the gym. He seemed a bit put off, but at that point I was near tears. I honestly had never been that scared. I know I have seen too many movies and read too many magazine articles, but bad things DO happen.

Last night I slept with my cell phone by my bed and I knew where the bat was. I need to think through a plan of action. Often, I would rather stick my head in the sand and assume nothing bad will ever happen. A good friend of mine plans for the worst at school and we have drills so that we know exactly what to do in a given scenario. Even then, I would rather not think of the possibilities. But I must.

Granted, adrenaline would be pumping and thoughts might not be crystal clear, but an idea of what to do would still be beneficial.

Last night was the first time I realized how completely out of control the safety of my family can be. How much I must rely on God and have faith that no matter the circumstnaces he is with me and will protect me. My soul, if not my body.

I didn't like it.

So, what's your plan?

Happy Thursday~

Overheard....

2009-03-09T08:09:00.004-05:00

Yesterday as I was dressing for church I heard a repetitve banging noise coming from the middle bedroom. My #2 then told #3 to stop hitting the window.

The banging continued.

Then I heard #3 cry, and #2 said "There, #3, how does that feel? How do you think the window feels? Huh?"

Hmmmm.........wonder where he's heard that before.........

Happy Monday~

An interview with my #1, age 5.11

2009-03-08T16:17:00.002-05:00

1. What is something I always say to you? “that you love me”
2. What makes me happy? " cleaning my room”
3. What makes me sad? “When I disobey”
4. How do I make you laugh? "By telling me jokes”
5. What was I like as a child? “You didn’t get to buy grated cheese. You just had to grate it.”
6. How old am I? “31”
7. How tall am I? “You’re about 10 feet”
8. What is my favorite thing to do? “Cook”
9. What do I do when you're not around? “Clean”
10. If I become famous, what will it be for? “Cooking”
11. What am I not very good at? “Taking pictures cause they always move”
12. What am I really good at? “Cooking”
13. What do I do for my job? “You teach”
14. What is my favorite food? “Brussell sprouts”
15. What makes me proud of you? “When I clean my room”
16. If I were a cartoon character, who would I be? “SpongeBob SquarePants"
17. What do we do together? “Swim”
18. How are we the same? “We both have brown eyes”
19. How are we different? “We don’t both have brown hair”
20. How do you know I love you? “Cause whenever I get back from long trips and you don’t go you always hug me.”
21. Where is my favorite place to go? "Starbucks”

last one, i promise....

2009-03-01T16:06:00.012-06:00

Today was the day! My friends and I competed in our first half marathon. 13.1 miles. It was hard. I felt like the first 7 miles were pretty good, then it got much harder for me. By mile 10 I was walking between bursts of running. The bottom of my left foot really hurt. I was disappointed to let me buddies go on ahead, but I was tired and dang, that foot hurt!

The weather was a blessing. Yesterday this area had winds in excess of 25 mph and I was sincerely praying that they would die down by this morning. We hit some pretty strong
wind on the highway during the last three miles. It was cold, but bearable. Some young things even wore short shorts and I saw one gal in a sports bra only. I wanted to ask her if she thought a tshirt would really slow her down that much ;)

There was a moment of panic at the starting line when I could not find W and N. We didn't have a specific meeting place and the crowd overwhelmed me and I started alone. Yes, I was near tears. I caught up to my speedy friend and she ran with me the first mile til we caught up to the other Bronchia Babes.

{That isn't our real team name, but we do refer to ourselves as such, especially when we run in cold wind!}

We got in our groove and waved each time W's sweet husband passed us. He must have turned that van around 15 times to see us and cheer. At mile 9 my family was waiting. They had signs and a video camera and were so enthusiastic. I made a quick run to an indoor potty and we were off again.

This is where I lost some of my mojo. I don't know if it was mental or physical, but I had a super hard time getting going again and never really felt good again. Like I said, by mile 10 I was on my own as those two kept on keeping on. I walked to one cone, ran to the third and repeated this pattern in some fashion for the rest of the race.

Crossing the finish line was spectacular. My parents, sister and brother in law and many friends were there to cheer. I was ready to be done. 2 hours and 31 minutes is a long time to be running.

Afterwards there was some hugging and picture taking and then we headed to the cars. It was still cold! We met Mr Brick and the babes and headed to a mexican restaurant I was dying to try. Apparently, my eyes were bigger than my stomach. I ate about 10 bites and the rest awaits in my refrigerator til dinner time.

Tomorrow I get to wear my shirt that says 'Did the Dash' and my super cool medal to school. My #1 asked if I got a medal because I was in 1st place. I said I did better than I ever had before. And that's the truth.

Now we look on to the next event. What race are you doing?

Happy Sunday~

PS - About that foot that hurt. When I took my shoes and socks off in the truck I saw that I have a blood blister on the edge of my foot where all the callouses are. Lovely. But it did validate my need to walk some.....

September 13th, 2009

2009-02-24T07:38:00.006-06:00

What are you doing in September? As my inaugural race day looms closer I have been thinking about what I will train for after the Dash. There is no doubt that along with my running buddies, having an event on the horizon has been my biggest motivator. I don't want to lose that after March 1st.

Several years ago my sister and I competed in this goofy adventure race near Austin. I had no idea what I was getting into, and it is still hard to put into words. We were a team and we ran, biked and boated through a course that had random {seriously RANDOM} obstacles throughout. For one thing, we had to find, then carry a rubber chicken with us during the entire race. We had to make our way through a spiderweb of yarn while handcuffed together.

It was fun. It was exhilarating. We loved it!

And we never did it again.

This morning I searched for the event and the date is September 13th. It appears to have changed some since I last competed, there is no longer a bike leg. But the part I am most excited about is that there are now Mother/Daughter teams. The website stated that a three year old competed last year!

{Oh, I should mention that the whole thing benefits breast cancer - a long time cause I champion.}

Soooooooo.......................I want to do the race with my #1 in September. And I want all my girlfriends with daughters to do it, too. How fun would it be to get crazy, sweaty and wet with our girls, while being an example of fitness? To show them and tell them that being active is fun AND important? That women are strong, girls can compete and that we want to spend time with our families?

Or maybe you could do it with your best friend. Or your mom. Or your workout buddy. Let's just do it - thanks nike ;)

The jogging parts look to be about 1 mile each, with walking ok, too. And the water part is where you can get crazy creative making a float.

I am super excited. Google womens adventure race and tell me if you are in!

Happy Tuesday~

Menus, Schmenus

2009-02-10T16:06:00.003-06:00

My family eats. Three times a day. Often more. They like food. Real food, snack food, junk food, healthy food. Sweets, salty, crunchy, smooth. They simply enjoy eating.

I have struggled with my weight for as long as I can remember. I am rarely satisfied with my reflection and often wrestle with food. How much? What time? Any at all?

However, that is not healthy. It does nothing for my muscles, my bones, my brain. I want all of these things to be strong. More than that, I want my children to grow up with an appreciation of what food can do for their bodies. For a working knowledge of healthy food choices and what is nutritious.

Amidst all these thoughts of food is the reality that is three meals a day. Dinner each night. I have begun using a system that has worked well for us the past several months. It takes a chunk of planning time each two weeks, but seriously pays off daily.

I take about an hour every two weeks to plan our dinner menu for the following two weeks. I take two cookbooks to my computer and pull up a form I developed to use. I fill in items I already know about the weeks ahead: supper club, church night, etc. Then I flip thru the cook books and pick recipes I want to cook. I usually find a crock pot recipe for Sunday nights and something quick for Wednesday nights. I don’t plan for every night because inevitably Nonnie will call and we’ll go out at least once.

I make a note of which book and page each recipe is on. I begin a new document and make a shopping list. The initial time investment is a bit bigger but I love just looking at the calendar on the fridge to know what we are eating. When there is a change I write what we did eat and move the planned meal to another day.

I am trying to incorporate fish more often and foods we might not usually try. I have been blessed by kiddos that will try most anything and I love that! I want to keep their palate broad and their interest bright!

I only use two cookbooks so I am not overwhelmed with choices. I try to look and see what we already have so as not to waste food. Mr. Brick, #1,2 & 3 enjoy the predictability that they will get dinner each night and I love not stressing at 5:15p with details that my tired brain can’t handle!

Now, what do I do with spouse-less socks?

Happy Tuesday~

Thursday Thoughts-

2009-02-05T13:31:00.003-06:00

How do you speak to yourself? Like when you are thinking, cajoling, praising, criticizing, motivating yourself - how does it come out? I am realizing that I am supremely negative in my self talk. This has become evident during my runs. I have been running consistently since the fall, and following a particular training plan since December.

The running is paying off. I am down several sizes in clothes, my legs feel stronger, I can talk more as I run. However I still need lots of walk breaks. But I am trying to figure out why. I am not necessarily tired or out of breath. My hip and knee have been extremely well behaved and not hurt much at all.

I just stop.

I walk for a few feet or to the next light post, then I start again. But I do this many times over the course of my run.

I want to run more. I want to walk less. I want to pinpoint what it is that is making me stop, holding me back from pushing myself to the limit. I want to leave it all on the road, run until I cannot run anymore. At the end of my workouts I am always able to push it harder and end fast.
Why do I not do that the entire workout? Yesterday I went 5 miles. The first 2.5 I kept up with two running buddies. We were running about 9.5 minute mile. I was doing ok. Even talking. Then when we got to our turn around point I just started walking. I let them go on ahead and walked and ran the rest of the way, finishing a few minutes behind them.

But while I was running I kept thinking "I hate this." "Why do I think I can do a half marathon?" "I am such a weakling." "Make it to the top of that hill." {then I didn't}

Reasonably I should not be as fast as the two ladies I was running with yesterday. They have much more experience than me. But I should be able to run, however slowly, the entire 5 miles. I have been training and I have no health issues to hold me back.

Now that I have discovered it is a mind game I have to discover how to win it. I am not fishing for any praise from you brainy folks - but I would LOVE insight into how to change my internal monologue. Because after the runs I immediately want to do it again, to try to be better. How can I channel that during the run?

I do 5 miles again tomorrow.....

Happy Thursday~

7 miles

2009-01-26T06:41:00.004-06:00

Dear Heavenly Father-

While I often am amazed by the miracles you perform around me daily, often seen in my children, I rarely take the time to realize the miracle that is ME.

You have healed me, protected me, convicted me, sought me out. You bless me, support me, surround me. You created me.

I run because I can and today, Father, I want to thank you for that. Yesterday my crew and I finished 7 miles. We finished strongly and we did not get injured. Lord, that is all You working. Between the three of us we have 8 children, we work jobs outside the home, and take care of our families. We love you Lord and aspire to praise and worship you with our lives.

Lord, we ask that You would continue to bless our running and make it an extension of our love for You as we learn to love our bodies. Not in a prideful, lustful way, but to love the temple that the Holy Spirit resides in. That we would continue to care for our earthly bodies, feed it healthy fuel and strengthen it with regular exercise.

Lord, you have used us to motivate others. Several have told us they have recently started exercising and I am extremely thankful for that. Help me not to get boastful, protect me from my pride and continue to blow us away with your power.

It is in your Son's Most Holy Name I pray-
Amen

Momma Badges

2009-01-18T12:21:00.005-06:00

After a particular incident in the summer of 2008 I realized that we mommas should be eligible for awards. You know, like in girl scouts when you completed certain requirements you got patches to put on your cool uniform? Like archery or recycling or needlepoint?

At first I thought we should get tattoos that proved to the world how capable we were, how courageous and skilled. Then I realized that by the time my youngest child was 11 I would have 1,947 tattoos. Eeew.

So instead we will just keep a record here in cyberspace.

Here are the badges I have earned so far:

*Pregnancy. Can also be earned by withstanding the incredible wait period while your baby grows in your heart, not in your womb. Extra credit for the heroes who go through labor sans epidural.

*Rotovirus. This manifested itself in my #2 with 7 throw ups in a 2 hour period just after he turned one. If I remember correctly my then two year old followed up with some heaving of her own. Those of you with children under two or those who have yet to become mommas may not be eligible for this badge. There is now a vaccine for this horrible stomach bug and it seems to be working on my #3. However, you may get a similar badge when you catch vomit in your hand in the middle of the night. I have both, lucky me!

*All Things Fecal. You start be completing the simple requirements- newborn blowouts, dirty undies while potty training, maybe a floater in the tub. But you cannot fully earn this badge until you collect a fecal sample and divide it among 4 containers to be tested by a lab. Earned mine back in '08.

*Nit Picking This is my most recent badge. I think it is still in the mail on its way here. Yep, we have had quite a week, full of laundry, Cetaphil, rubbing alcohol, laundry, nit combs, Rid, laundry, french braids, pillow-less sleeps, missed work and still a bit more laundry. This badge has been the most costly, monetarily thus far.

I know there are badges yet to be earned. One day I hope my sash is overflowing with Momma Badges. I am thankful for the opportunity to momma these 3 babes and to be the one that can take care of them. {With lots of help!}

It goes without saying that there is a permanent tattoo you get when you become a momma...it is of a heart on your arm. Or your sleeve. Walking around outside of your body.

What badges have you earned?

Happy Sunday~

Overview of my trip......

2009-01-11T14:09:00.006-06:00

I had a good week in Michigan. I have an awesome friend who hooked me up with a standby ticket and travel was smooth sailing. I stayed with my aunt and uncle whom I adore and actually got some much needed rest. One morning I even slept til 10. I know, I will quit bragging now!

The service was held at my great-grandmother's Episcopal church and it was such a sweet worship experience. Obviously the people of that church loved my great grandmother. The pastor was a spunky old woman {85} and she was simply great. I felt very close to God while honoring Grandma Ruth and I feel like she would have been pleased. While we spoke of her, we also worshipped the Lord and that was meaningful to me.

After the graveside service we had lunch back at the church. One word- YUM! It was like Thanksgiving. I had small bites of about 15 different dishes on my plate. So good and thoughtful. We took a lot of family photos after lunch. It was good to have many{not all :( } of the cousins in the same room and we were able to take pictures with our grandparents.

Everyone seemed to be in high spirits. While selfishly we all will miss Grandma, not one of us wished her any longer to be suffering on this earth when Heaven was waiting for her!

It snowed while we were there and my sister and I enjoyed some sledding! I know the vehicle we were on wasn't actually a sled but I don't know how to spell tobagen....a little help from the Yanks, please.....

While I was reminded that some things never change it was a good respite from my everyday schedule here and absence definitely does make the heart grow fonder. I couldn't wait to see my kiddos and Mr. Brick. And they missed me, too!

Happy Sunday~

Sweet Grandma Ruth

2009-01-03T12:10:00.002-06:00

My great-grandmother, Margaret Ruth Boutell, passed away this morning. She was 95! Grandma Ruth was a spunky lady, loved to play bingo and used to send me underwear for Christmas.

She lived alone until she fell in October and broke her hip. Poor thing just never recovered. While I am glad she didn't have to linger any longer in pain I am mourning the fact that I didn't get to talk to her recently. I sent her a Christmas card with a picture of the kids in it. I wonder if she got it.

I will be traveling by plane with my parents and sister to honor this woman and to visit with other family members that live so far away. Won't you pray for us as we gather.

Life is fragile -

Tis Saturday~

Feelin' Fine in 2009

2009-01-02T15:52:00.003-06:00

Happy New Year!

I hope this finds you fondly remembering sweet holiday times with your family and friends as we begin a new year.

Can you believe it is 2009???

Seriously. Mr. Brick and I got married in 2000 so that we{he} would be able to quickly calculate our years of wedded bliss. Thursday we will count to 9. N*I*N*E. Crazy!

I am hesitantly hopeful this new year. December was a whirlwind, both good and not so good. Happy and sad. A friend had her baby. A friend lost her daughter. I came to a place of realization and am aware of the depths of my sin. Yet again. How is it that I am continually forgiven when I continually sin? I am completely unworthy and overcome with thanksgiving at the same time.

Yeah, big stuff.

My track buddy and I were talking while we jogged and she told me she had two words to focus on for 2009. Words that she would repeat to herself and try to live by. That seemed like a doable plan so I have been thinking of my own words for 2009.

Faith.

Obedience.

Doozies, huh?

I know. But I am confident that I can do all things with Christ on my side. Paul says so in Philippians. I am also certain that I have been walking a much shallower walk than my big talk and that Christ is calling me into submission. Because no one can serve two masters. The Bible says that too.

Come to think of it, the Bible is full of useful information that I am challenged to delve into.

Last January my cousin issued a plea that we read thru the entire Bible in one year. She even gave me a Bible broken down into daily readings. I started the plan. I can't even tell you when I fell off the wagon, but it was rather soon.

This month my pastor issued the same challenge. He is going to give daily readings and then during Wednesday services we are going to discuss them. I am going to try again. Because my Lord is one of second chances. And third. And 100th. I pray I won't need 100 chances to get things straight, but I know He will forgive me 101 times!

So, think about it. What are your words for 2009?

Happy Friday~

Snug in their beds.......almost!

2008-12-29T14:25:00.001-06:00

2nd Verse

2008-12-09T07:24:00.002-06:00

*Some of you may recall from last year my attempt to limit my computing time. I am addicted. My home is suffering. My family life is suffering. I have other things I want to spend my spare moments on.

I told a friend yesterday that this machine is sucking the me out of me. That might sound a bit dramatic and perhaps it is. All I know is that I sit down at this screen at least 20 times a day for at least 5 minutes at a time. At least.

I told Mr. Brick I wanted him to take the keyboard with him to work, but he said it was such a pain to unplug from behind. He thought he knew a way to lock it with a password, but couldn't figure that out this morning. So I think he is taking the mouse. Either way, I am signing off.

Happy Tuesday~

Ten on Tuesday

2008-12-02T08:39:00.002-06:00

During our Thanksgiving meal we talked about songs we grew up listening to. My parents had eclectic taste and my husband-to-be was rather surprised during his first road trip with my family. Here are 10 songs I have to sing along with whenever I hear them:

*Paradise by the Dashboard Lights - Meatloaf
*Sylvia's Mother- Dr. Hook
*Nobody- Sylvia
*Margaritaville- Jimmy Buffet
*Friends in Low Places- Garth Brooks
*Common Man - John Conlee
*Ice, Ice Baby - Vanilla Ice
*Old Hippie - Bellamy Brothers
*You Look So Good in Love- George Strait
*Somebody Should Leave - Reba

What's on your list?

Happy Tuesday~

O Happy Day

2008-11-24T09:01:00.004-06:00

Yep, I have a thing for family togetherness. I love it! Well, I love it when we are all well rested and having fun. Who doesn't? I also like it if we are a little sick and snuggly. I don't exactly love it in the middle of the night or if it involves puke, but you know what I mean.

Saturday was a great day at the BrickHaus. I slept til 7 and then got up and made pumpkin pancakes. They were super good. I wish I had written down what I added to the Bisquick so that I might recreate them some day. Ah well.

Then we all put on warm clothes and headed to the back forty. Feet that is. To the fence in the backyard where the bamboo grows. Mr. Brick cut down four tall pieces and #1 and I stripped them. Then we brought them into the playroom {actually we cleaned the playroom first, quite an accomplishment!} and Daddy got busy assembling our tee pee. The kiddos and I used #1's Native American dictionary and decorated an old white sheet with lots of symbols. #2 made up his own symbols and #3 drove her siblings crazy by scribbling.

We assembled the tee pee and the kids had a blast inside. #3 turned into Buffalo Baby and kept charging the structure until I put her down for a nap. #1 and #2 wanted to spend the night in their tee pee but it got a little cold. Maybe later this week....

All in all it was a precious day and made me so thankful for my family. I hope these memories last in my children's hearts and minds for years to come.

What is a memory you have from Thanksgivings past?

2008-11-18T08:16:00.002-06:00

If you have had any conversations with me lately you know that I am struggling balancing family life with my work commitments. I am torn between spending more time at home and not wanting to be with these hooligans at some points. Momma guilt is big and it is real.

So in an effort to re focus my attentions I am thinking of 10 things I am thankful for this day.

1. My warm house
2. My jobs are only part time
3. Healthy children
4. A gainfully employed husband
5. Enough cash to pay my bills
6. Food in my pantry
7. Health and dental insurance
8. My cell phone
9. Friends that encourage me
10. My Saviour

Yep, when I read over this very short list I realize how extremely blessed I am. Please don't misunderstand, I am not having a pity party every day. I just feel tired and like I am not giving any one thing my 100%. I know that this is a season in my life and it shall pass. At some point I will long for these days with my small children, disobedience and all.

I don't want to be a wet towel on anyone's momma parade, nor do I care to perpetuate any myths that this life is always easy and I am always cheerful. This is keepin' it real, folks.

I know my husband and I are doing the very best we can and I also know I need to rely on God for my strength. Perhaps that is what He is showing me as my #3 wakes up night after night.

What are you thankful for?

Happy Tuesday~

2008-11-15T13:45:00.002-06:00

Happy Birthday to you-

Happy Birthday to you-

Happy Birthday, Fearless Leader-

Happy Birthday to you!!

Today is my dear friend's birthday. We have grown close over the last several years, and our third babies are a mere month apart. I guess I could have included our prego belly picture :) She and I jog together, talk together and pray together. She encourages me and challenges me. Most of all she loves me.

Happy Birthday!

Advent

2008-11-13T14:04:00.002-06:00

ad*vent (noun)

1. a coming into place, view, or being; arrival: the advent of the holiday season.
2. the coming of Christ into the world.
3. the period beginning four Sundays before Christmas, observed in commemoration of the coming of Christ into the world.
4. Second Coming
Dictionary.com Unabridged

This past Tuesday I attended Advent by Candlelight, an annual event at my church. Some asked me why so early, as Advent is generally the four weeks or so before Christmas. I even overheard the pastor commenting on the fact that it was only November.

My only response is that perhaps we should always be in a state of waiting for the return of Christ.

The program consists of hostesses decorating tables of 8 in any fashion they choose. Some are extremely fancy, others are a bit country and some use lights and mirrors. Most have a Christmas theme, though this year one of the more outstanding ones was based on the Alpha and Omega. I have also seen a birthday party themed table.

After mingling through the tables, hugging friends I see to rarely{Ms. LaDawn!!} and eating some yummy desserts at my table we moved into the sanctuary for a short program. It was a skit, comparing the modern day momma to that momma of long ago, Mary.

Why do our to-do lists get a mile long? Why do we feel like we have to do everything and do it perfectly? How can we spread the light of Christ's love when we are too tired from running and running and running?

I was really convicted by the part in the skit when the momma told her daughter she'd be off the phone in just a minute. I have found myself uttering that phrase too often in the past few weeks.

The goal of the evening was for us, as women, to focus on the heart of Christmas. The birth of our Saviour. The miracle and the beauty of it all. It worked for me. We have very little money this year for gifts {me and everyone else!} and I am seriously deliberating what we will give others. I am prayerfully considering which activities we will do and how we will spend this time as we reflect on the greatest Gift ever.

So, it wasn't too early for me. Nope, it was His perfect timing!

Merry Christmas~

very well said-

2008-11-07T14:30:00.001-06:00

Pastor Brady Boyd was on staff at Gateway Church in Keller until he was called to be the Sr. Pastor of New Life Church in Colorado Springs, CO. http://newlifeblogs.com/bradyboyd/

What Happens When Your Guy Loses?
November 5th, 2008 by Brady Boyd

48% of Americans woke up this morning disappointed in last night's election results. It is certainly ok to be disappointed, but I did notice that the sun rose right on schedule and will most likely show up tomorrow as well. I was hoping for a different outcome on several elections and ballot issues, and I am disappointed.

However, I am not in despair. Sitting in my office, I opened my bible and read the passage that Paul wrote to the church of Corinth. It is a good reminder to me this morning. 1 Corinthians 16:13-14 NLT Be on guard. Stand true to what you believe. Be courageous. Be strong. 14 And everything you do must be done with love.

Be on guard. We must be on guard against anger, criticism and anything that could corrupt our hearts. There will be many voices in the next few days predicting gloom and despair. Proverbs 18:21 says there is life and death in the power of our tongues. As followers of Christ, we are called to speak life to our country. We are not called to predict its death. I say our country will be blessed and continue to be a beacon of light to the rest of the world. I believe our country will turn its heart to Christ and great numbers of people will discover God's grace.

Stand true to what you believe. I have principles that govern my life and my family. I decided long ago that I would not negotiate with anyone on these principles. The phrase 'stand firm' is found eight times in the New Testament because first century believers knew firsthand the opposition and death they faced for believing in Jesus. I have finally concluded that not everyone will love or even respect me for what I believe. Still, I will stand true to what I believe. I believe that Jesus is the son of God who came to the earth and died for my sins and then was resurrected. I believe in the authority and truth of Scripture. I believe love is more powerful than hate and I believe God is stronger than my enemies. I believe the local church is the hope of the world and that my marriage to Pam is for a lifetime. None of these things are negotiable to me.

Be courageous. Courage happens when faith replaces fear and hope replaces despair. I am not courageous because I believe so much in myself. I am courageous because of my dad in heaven. I remember as a little boy how protected and safe I felt when my dad was near me. The schoolyard bullies did not seem so intimidating and the night did seem so dark when he was around. Today, my God is near me and I feel safe. Therefore, I am courageous.

Be strong. God does not have a problem with strong Christians. He actually prefers them. Weak and passive believers have rarely made a difference in the culture. Our world needs us to be strong. We should share our views in the public square. We should certainly take a stand on moral issues, especially to protect the unborn, to defend the widows and orphans and to help the poor. Of course, we are strongest when we give God control of our lives. When we are weak, then He is strong in us and through us.

Everything you do must be done with love. God loves strong believers, but has zero tolerance for mean ones. Everything means everything. The world is watching us right now to see if we will attack. Instead, let's choose to serve humanity, not curse them. Love wins every time. I am convinced that grace and kindness makes up the mortar that builds and sustains the Kingdom of God on the earth. Loving God and loving our neighbors is still the sum of all the law and the greatest of all commandments. God bless our country and God bless our new president. I pray the Holy Spirit would guide and direct him every day as he tackles the issues that face our country.

2008-11-05T19:41:00.001-06:00

-PAUSE-

Sic 'em Bears!

2008-11-01T20:03:00.003-05:00

The Sadler and Brick Offspring!
#1 and #2 in front of Pat Neff

All together now-

We spent most of today north of here at Mr. Brick's alma mater. Homecoming is a big deal there. We made it just in time for the band in the parade to cross in front of us. Then we met up with an old roommate and his familia. The kids loved getting candy from the floatees and the parents caught up some what. Life is definitely different with children!

We made it to the bookstore but quickly left due to my claustrophobia.

A fun lunch followed. Our family has 3 kids, the Sadlers have 2 and Em and Kevin have 1. AC thought she might be feeling the baby bug. Those of us with experience were willing to let her try with one of ours for a week or so, to see if she really meant it.

Not really.

The kids were good. It was funny to see all of us there. Grown up a bit. Still looking really good. Some of us with kids. Some of us single. All of us with collective memories of the times we shared in that town.

Next year we plan on being at the bonfire!

Sic 'em Bears~

Ten on Tuesday

2008-10-28T17:27:00.002-05:00

10 Great Things About Today:

1. I had candy corn, chocolate milk and coffee for breakfast
2. The 6 loads of laundry I have accomplished
3. I made a good friend laugh
4. 3 sleeping children at nap time
5. Cold + sunshine = my favorite weather!
6. I found out #1's K teacher dances on the table
7. Bonnie Hunt's talk show
8. Play dates with friends we see too rarely
9. My gunky funk seems to have lifted
10. No major plans tonight

What did YOU think was great today?

Happy Tuesday~

2008-10-22T06:24:00.002-05:00

My #2 has a cold. He has been on antibiotics for ten days TODAY, yet that pesky virus doesn't care. His main problem has been coughing. If he were a little more skilled the cough would be mighty productive. As it is, he just hacks and gags and coughs some more.

Yesterday we were driving home from working a little bit and he started coughing. I told him I was so sorry he had all the gunk in his throat. He said "Yeah, I have a lot of junk in my trunk."

I laughed and asked him if he could spit it out.

He said, "No! It's in my nose, you know, like an elephant? I have a lot of junk in my trunk."

Told you this guy was funny!

2008-10-18T08:44:00.005-05:00

Dear Sarah-

Happy Birthday, love! I hope today is filled with sleep, words, friends and Pink Berry! I am thrilled that you are spending this birthday in L.A.! You are an amazing woman, living your dream. The dream you have held for many years.

Your drive and dedication is such an inspiration to me. The path to L.A. was not the fast track. It wasn't easy or smooth or quick. Yet, you remained faithful and perservered.

You have talent and you are working hard to get that recognized. Very few people are as brave as you are. You have known what you wanted and you have made wise decisions to get where you are!

I know that there have been times you have doubted yourself. Moments of desperation and worry. I think that all of those things have made you an even better writer. I can't wait to see the movie of your life. Who is gonna play me, again?

Continue on. Write every day and rewrite it again. Keep learning. Making friends. Serving lunch to the homeless. You are so in your element!

I love you, cousin. I am proud of you and mad to see you!

Happy Happy Birthday~

2008-10-13T20:04:00.001-05:00

So, you see, Uncle Neillar got me this phone so I could text all my friends!

Taking a Sabbath~

2008-10-12T20:30:00.004-05:00

I have had a marvelous weekend. While not near as emotional and active as last weekend, the pace was just right. Nothing to do yesterday and the kids slept in. How often does that happen? I enjoyed drinking my coffee, reading the paper and taking things slow. I worked the night before and the 2 big kids were at an event at church so bed time had come late. I was so glad we didn't have anything to rush to Saturday morning. I told my hubby more than one time how glad I was we didn't have soccer games or anything else to get to. That we could just take it easy.

We have to get up and out six days of the week. Saturdays are the only day we can go slow and be together as the whole family. I am not going to deprive my children of extra curricular activities and when they show a genuine interest and desire I know we will get involved in other things.

But right now I am savoring the moments at home, the times we can be together, getting chores done, taking naps and making dinner.

What are you savoring?

Happy Sunday~

a few snapshots....

2008-10-09T14:48:00.002-05:00

Happy Birthday!

2008-10-05T14:43:00.003-05:00

Today is my husband's birthday. He is getting a bit of a raw deal because of all the wedding 'stuff' but he doesn't care. He has never been one to celebrate himself. He is low key and would rather not have all the attention on him.

I love this man. He has been a part of my life for over 14 years and I really can't imagine it any other way. Last night we both stood up as witnesses for my sister and her new husband. I kept looking at my husband, thanking God for our own wedding ceremony 9 years ago.

He is an incredible daddy. I love him more now than I ever have. Watching him interact with our children is such a treasure to me. He has been helping them learn their memory verses and it is a special thing to hear him teach them Scripture.

I love him so and yet I know our love will continue to grow. There are trials we haven't faced yet, places we haven't been. And I am so thankful I get to do life with this man by my side.

Happy Birthday, babe!

Busy busy busy

2008-10-04T07:00:00.001-05:00

today is the wedding!
we have had a busy, fun, productive week.
the rehersal dinner was really fun last night and today promises to be full and exciting, too.

i will get some pictures up here soon!

Yay!

2008-09-27T11:16:00.002-05:00

As you all know, my #1 started kindergarten this fall. We contemplated transferring her to a 'higher scoring' elementary but in the end decided to stay at our neighborhood school. One of the main reasons I chose to stay was the close proximity to our house. One of Aunt Bird's reasons for wanting us to stay was so we could walk on pretty days. We grew up in the country, which entailed 45 minute bus rides.

We have loved those walks and I have really enjoyed getting to know one mom in particular while I wait to get #1. {I don't always go, my wonderful neighbor generally picks up, as #3 is often down for her nap at 245} This week Ms K asked if #1 could come over and play with her #1. The girls were ECSTATIC to say the least. The countdown began.

This morning as I went to get something out of my van I realized the wonderful cool weather was too much to overcome. I went inside and asked who would join me on a bike ride. I had 2 takers, #1 and #2. We got dressed and headed east.

I decided to try and find the Z house because although I had seen the street name before, I couldn't be sure. The entire ride I had to tell #2 to keep his voice down, that perhaps some people were able to sleep in on Saturday mornings. What a concept, huh?

We found the house without problem and as we were turning around the family came out! We talked for a minute, Ms K offered me coffee and it was love! She had me at creamer.....

The grownups talked and the kids played for almost an hour. SO fun! When I decided that perhaps we should get home so that Mr. Brick wasn't worried about us I asked if E could come too. I could return the girls in a bit. Because the actual play date doesn't occur until after lunch. So Ms K said yes and we were off! We rode home in record time.

The whole ride I kept thinking about how fun it is to have friends in our neighborhood! Our next door neighbors are priceless as we navigate this whole school thing. Now we have the Z family to play with. I love enlarging our circle{QM, that would be an otter characteristic}......we are blessed!

Happy Saturday~

I wanna talk about me......

2008-09-22T15:53:00.003-05:00

Not really. But my completely talented friend penned an ode in my honor and it cracked me up. We went to training this summer and took a personality test. Several in our group were combinations of one or more types, but I was totally an otter. There were also beavers, golden retrievers and lions in our midst.

Anyway, check out her mad skillz and share a laugh on me!

A Thirty-onederful Day!

2008-09-18T07:22:00.002-05:00

My birthday was bliss. A really fabulous day. It started the night before with a fun Supper Club. We had a full house plus two evacuees. Mr. Brick and my two big kiddos made me a scrumptious cookie cake - 1/2 peanut butter and 1/2 chocolate chip. I am having the remnants with my coffee for breakfast this morning.

On Tuesday morning I woke early for coffee and quiet time then walked my kindergartner to school in the glorious post-Ike weather. After a quick jaunt to the pediatrician's office {some things never change} and to work I had a sweet lunch with Mr. Brick and #2. A relaxing afternoon spent with the crossword puzzle followed.

For dinner we went to a yummy restaurant and I ate fish tacos, one of my favorite things. We moved out to the patio and I opened a few gifts and drank coffee. Again in the incredible weather.

After getting the kids in bed I headed out again to meet the ladies in my new Bible study group. I was fairly nervous before hand for two reasons: A) I only knew one other woman and B) we are studying a book entitled The Excellent Wife, which I know will teach me TONS. And I will no longer be able to feign ignorance with some of these Biblical truths regarding my place in the family. It is a small group of ladies and I think it is going to be a great study. We will meet in the evenings, after kiddo bed time which fits my schedule so well these days.

Yep, it was a wonderful birthday. Thank you for all the well wishes!!

Happy Thursday~

Thankful Thursday

2008-09-11T08:05:00.006-05:00

This morning I have a lot to be thankful for. Don't we all?

I am especially thankful for a dear friend that spurs me on. She and I began our friendship last year and although we are opposite in many ways we have found some common ground and have had the courage to go deep with each other. She knows many things about me and loves me anyway! She holds me accountable and asks the tough questions. That's hard!

When I first met her I thought I would lean on her to mentor me as she has FIVE kids and is an amazing mother. What is neat is that I feel like I help her to grow and stretch as much as she helps me. And actually she literally makes me stretch when we meet at the track every Thursday. I ran further today with her than I normally do. She encouraged me to go past the benches, then to the end of the bleachers.

There are some things about her I don't understand. She has amazing self control and doesn't struggle with the things I struggle with. She is a dedicated wife and mother and always puts them first. She puts much effort into her job and desires things to be perfect for her students. She rarely sits still and I am not sure how relaxing her downtime is. She challenges me to do more. To be more. To stop more.

I know there are things about me that baffle her. And because she is a dedicated friend she walks me through them and laughs with me. Or is it at me?

She inspires me to close my mouth sometimes. And I love it when she shares a juicy secret with me! That woman is full of surprises!

We have decided to be co-mentors and this is a relationship I adore. I love spending time with her, calling her for advice and knowing she is praying for me. I hope she enjoys our goofy conversations and my push to help her loosen up on occasion. While our differences are many our friendship is true and I look forward to many more years of 'track meets'!

Now go call your friend and tell her you love her!

Happy Thursday~

2008-09-06T16:35:00.003-05:00

I realize I have been MIA.

I had a busy week, starting preschool and planning a shower for my sister and her fiance. All went well, but updating this blog just seemed like one more thing on a to do list that I didn't want to do....

Hopefully my attitude will improve greatly. With another day like yesterday, weather wise, I won't be able to help getting in a better mood!

In good news, my Granny came home yesterday from the rehab hospital. Now I am praying she follows the therapists orders and takes care of herself!

Happy Sunday~

2008-08-28T14:37:00.003-05:00

This is weird. I am sitting at home, waiting for my neighbor to bring home my daughter from kindergarten.

Never done that before.

Happy Thursday~

pictures!

2008-08-27T13:54:00.002-05:00

Hard to see, but she made her sign all by herself. Such a big girl!

We have a picture of Mr. Brick next to his kindergarten school sign, too. Lucky guy got to go to school in Hawaii!

Newsy

2008-08-25T20:41:00.002-05:00

short and to the point:

#1 did great in kindergarten! Pictures tomorrow, I promise! Or actually, I don't, but I will try.

My granny was great this afternoon. Very mild confusion and her sweet temperment was evident!!

#2 enjoyed having me to himself for a bit.

Supper Club convened at Chuck E Cheese in honor of #1's first day!

I am feeling sick to my stomach and sent hubby to HEB to buy a few staples.

Happy Monday~

Crisis Mode

2008-08-24T21:08:00.003-05:00

That is how I feel like I have been operating for the last two weeks. So many things piled on my plate. The first day of kindergarten. Getting my classroom ready. A very sick Granny. Volunteers that don't show up. A 16 month old ball of energy that calls me mom. A trial that wasn't supposed to be. {actually that is my husband's trial, but it messes with my time management plans!} Laundry. Lunches to pack, legs to shave, miles to run. Groceries to buy. Showers to plan.

I would rather not let this post turn in to a total gripe session, so I will end it now.

Tomorrow is Bean's first day. I'll post pictures, I promise!

Get some rest~

Thankful Thursday

2008-08-22T00:07:00.002-05:00

I am thankful for
*#1 is starting kindergarten on Monday
*#2's health all checked out today
*#3 is taller than 95 of her friends
*a girls' trip this weekend to celebrate my soon to be wed sister
*my hubby taking such excellent care of my children and house as I have been at the hospital this week
*a generally good report on my Granny tonight
*a long nap today
*an asst that can read my mind and has been working in my classroom
*scrabble on facebook, though i liked scrabulous better
*waffles for dinner
*new school haircuts
*#1's K teacher and #2's preK teacher
*clean sheets
*family prayer time tonight

*And the biggest one: On Saturday my #1 told me she asked Jesus into her heart. Wahooooo!! She didn't ask me if she could, or how she should, just told me that she already had!!!! I asked her what she said in her prayer and she said she asked God to send the Holy Spirit to live in her heart forever. I asked her if she was a sinner and she told me 'Mom, we are all sinners." I told her I'd see her in Heaven!

What are you thankful for?

update

2008-08-19T11:18:00.002-05:00

the latest-

not great. My granny has had a build up of narcotic in her system and Sunday evening she lost her reality. She has brief moments of clarity, but for the most part isn't real sure who I am. I spent the night with her Sunday night and she talked the whole night. Some of it connected into sentences, most of it did not. My grandfather knows this is her normal reaction and we are hopeful as the medicine leaves her body her brain will get strong again.

My cousin and I said we wanted to do some research into mental illness. It seems like a cruel disease, but I guess it is mainly cruel to those around the ill person. After her spring episode my granny didn't really remember all the weird things she said. Because I know this is her brain on drugs I don't take it personally when she is mean to me.

Her hip is healing well and her strength is returning. That is a good thing.

Thank you for all the prayers and well wishes. I am confident that again she and we will again get thru this. She is one strong woman!

It's pretty much who you know-

2008-08-15T08:27:00.002-05:00

That has worked for us this week.

Monday night after Supper Club I got a call from my Grandpa. My Granny had fallen, possibly broken her hip and he was calling an ambulance. Oh my. I met them in the ER and stayed til Granny had enough pain medicine to be snoring above the sounds of the extremely busy ER. Ask me about the prisoner, man who coughed and the pregnant lady another time.

My mom told me which surgeon to ask for and that Dr called me at 8 am Tues morning. His news wasn't good. I am really not sure they should give you certain statistics over the phone. After calling my boss I headed to the hospital for a long day of waiting. While we waited, no fewer than 6 people we knew who worked at the hospital came to see us. Nurses, administrators, drs. It felt so comforting to be known and to be taken care of.

I don't doubt that these people take care of each and every patient. However, they went out of their way to let us know what was going on. The anesthetist is a close family friend and I felt such concern and love from him regarding my granny. He called up to our room, called her out of town drs and came to see us repeatedly in the pre op room.

He kept telling us how sick she was, but in a very sweet way, like he was preparing us for a possibility we didn't want to think about.

The great news is she made it out of surgery. {The actual procedure took 14 mins, how crazy is that?} She is still in ICU but I want her there as long as possible. She has a nurse that only has one other patient. The visiting hours are strictly enforced which gives us boundaries and lets her rest.

She was up in a chair yesterday and took a step or two. She is definitely on the mend and I continue to pray for her comfort through the pain. Her visitors haven't stopped from within the hospital and I feel certainly blessed that we are able to go through this difficult time with friends nearby.

Happy Friday~

2008-08-09T20:54:00.003-05:00

The kids and I went to a charity event on campus tonight at the soccer fields. A friend went to get a burger and came back with exciting news. Garth Brooks and Trisha Yearwood were right over there! We stood in line for about twenty minutes, met them and got this picture. Garth and Trisha were both super friendly and seemed down to earth. I noticed a Brooks daughter nearby and she said her older sister was thinking of coming to the University in town. Crazy!!

Smile, its Friday!

2008-08-08T14:22:00.001-05:00

Yum!

2008-08-05T20:24:00.003-05:00

I just finished a coffee cup full of Blue Bell's Southern Blackberry Cobbler ice cream, with homemade berry syrup-y stuff on top. Warm topping, cold ice cream.....delicious!!!!

What is your favorite dessert?

Feelings~

2008-07-29T21:42:00.003-05:00

last night #2 came out of bed in his Russian gymnast pajamas and asked me what it felt like to be his mom. I was loading the dishwasher and his question really caught me off guard. He is freakin' cute in those pajamas, so even though getting out of bed after being tucked in is a no'no I had to smile at him. I told him it felt incredible to be his mom. Then I said get back in bed.

But I have been thinking about his question all day. Sometimes it feels good to be a mother. To feel loved, needed, special. Sometimes it feels tiring to be a mother. Like I am the only one keeping this ship spinning. I know Mr. Brick does an incredible job, but no one would get their antibiotic if it weren't for me....

I feel blessed to be the mother of three healthy children. I did not struggle with fertility and I know several people that do. My kids have no major illness and I know parents that are praying for a miracle.

I feel guilty as a mother. Should I buy the organic milk every time? Is our school district strong enough? Am I working outside the home too much? Do I spend too much time in front of the computer?

I feel inadequate as a mother. I have no idea how kindergarten works. It has been 24 years since I have been there. How can I not pass on my insecurities to my strong daughter? I want her to be sure of herself, confident in her body and pleased with her actions. To not assume people are thinking poorly about her or judging her. I have to get past those things in my own life, first, right? Or can I do both simultaneously?

I feel hopeful as a mother. I long for a close relationship with my children and to remain a strong influence in their lives for years to come. I want to be an instrument God uses to bring Christ into their lives.

I feel torn as a mother. I give so much to my children and extended family I often have little left to give to my husband. He does the same. I pray that while this season often has us falling into bed exhausted each evening, our passion for each other will continue to smolder and we will tend our relationship faithfully and prayerfully.

I feel inconsistent as a mother. Some days I am all funny and goofiness. I make pancakes for breakfast and we paint and play in the sprinkler and make cupcakes. Some days I am grumpy and slow and selfish. Most days are a mix of the two, but I long to be deliberate and intentional in my interactions with my children.

I feel thankful as a mother. That God entrusted these three little souls to be in my care for as long as He sees fit. I pray that I am worthy of these blessings and that I may be an encouragement along the way. I know I will get some things wrong, but I am trying hard to get them right!

How do you feel?

Happy Tuesday~