Beautifully Surrendered

Another Weekend of Fun

2012-01-23T08:22:00.002-06:00

This weekend when the kiddos were here we had a great time:

building forts,
enjoying yummy food,
playing at Ballocity,
going to an all-you-can-eat waffle fundraiser for some students,
movie on the big screen at dad's school,
church, birthday party for Great-Grandpa's 91'st birthday,
and of course, NFC & AFC Championship football games!

Fort Building in the Living Room

20 Waffle Irons for the Waffle Man Fundraiser

Yum!

Everyone enjoyed their waffles for supper!

I cannot help myself

2012-01-11T13:30:00.000-06:00

My family always jokes about how I like to organize. My husbands family now likes to joke about how I like to organize. It is true. I cannot help myself. To me, there is much comfort and security in organizing my world.

For example, I meal plan. Each week or so I sit down, take stock of what I have in the freezer and pantry and plan meals based on what I have. This allows me to use up food before it spoils and keeps my grocery bills lower. Plus, I know that come dinner time, I have something ready to go and I don't have to worry all day about what I'm going to make when I get home. Security. Plain and simple.

Now does this mean that if my husband calls me wanting to take me out to dinner I'm not flexible? Well, actually sometime it does throw me for a loop. How sad is that? Sometimes I cannot see beyond my secure organized world to enjoy a spontaneous night with my husband. But, usually, he reminds me that it is more important to connect with each other and that we don't eat out but once a month anyway. I do love that man!

But while I do like things organized and like knowing what I'm making for dinner and what house hold task I will accomplish each night, I must constantly remind myself, or have my husband remind me, that this life is about so much more than organization and security.

Jesus did not call us to live a comfortable and organized and safe life. In fact, quite the opposite is true. And when I have stepped out of the comfort and allowed for some chaos in my world, that is when I have had the most wonderful adventures with my Savior and my family. While I do believe order honors God, I do not believe it should take the place of listening to Him and being willing to have MY plans flex with what HE is doing around me.

Christmas 2011

2012-01-10T07:30:00.000-06:00

We spent the Christmas holiday with Titus' family in Eudora / Kansas City, KS. While we didn't snap too many shots this year, we did have a great time with all the family on Christmas Eve and a great, low-key day on Christmas Day.

Abe with his new BB Gun

Grandma Nancy and all 10 grand kids

Nancy and her four children

Titus & Abe early Christmas morning

Estes Park on New Years Weekend

2012-01-09T09:00:00.000-06:00

We spent a lovely night in Estes Park when in Colorado for New Years. The day in RMNP was windy and cold - but still beyond beautiful. We visited all the places that mean so much to us. Where we were engaged, where we were married, the cabins that our family have stayed in for over 30 years. It was a truly relaxing day. So glad we were able to make the trip.

The Alluvial Fan - where we were engaged.

Bundled up for Sprauge Lake

The Cold & Windy side of the lake

Happy 7th Birthday, Abraham!

2012-01-09T08:00:00.000-06:00

This last week Abraham turned 7 years old! To celebrate, we watched the K-State Bowl game, ate pizza, and cheered them on with our friends Keith & Becca! Even though they didn't win, we had a great time celebrating Abe!

Abe's Mater Colossal Cookie!

Blowing out 7 candles!

A Daily Meal

2012-01-05T14:20:00.000-06:00

The local Christian radio station started a new campaign for 2012. Last year they took a different verse each week and encouraged listeners to memorize it. This year, they are encouraging listeners to spend daily time in the Word. Something most Christians know they should do, but maybe don't always find the time or motivation to be consistent.

After a great message from my friend and pastor, Ryan Ashley, about looking to the Bible not as a tool to use in study, but as a means for learning about who God is and truly getting to know Him through what He has written, I began to realize I needed to grow in that this year. And then I heard the radio's promotion of daily time in the Word and realized God times those events in my life to get my attention.

Yesterday I heard a conversation on the radio about how we should view our time in the Word as our daily meal. We would never think of eating lunch on Sunday and then fasting the rest of the week. We wouldn't make it through the week! We'd be hungry, cranky, tired, etc. We have to feed our bodies on reglular basis in order to maintain our health.

But that is what so many Christians do. They eat the meal of a Sunday service and then fast the rest of the week. And then wonder why we don't grow or find freedom or overcome obstacles in our life. We are not giving our spiritual lives what they need to maintian health or beat sickness. We get caught in the rut of starting off strong on Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. But by the middle of the week we are tired, cranky, depressed, and falling back into old habits once again.

So that is my challenge. In a few weeks I start co-leading an online Bible Study through my church. I look forward to this because I will be held accountable to daily read the assigned verses and log-in to post questions about the verses we read. Daily in the word - and I'm the leader - so I better not drop the ball! I pray that by the end of the study, it will be a habit for me that will carry me through long after.

Art Museum

2011-12-29T13:00:00.000-06:00

Before leaving Kansas City we took a trip to the Nelson-Atkins Art Museum. Admission is free to this beautiful multi-story, two-building museum. We enjoyed several hours of viewing art from all different cultures and time periods. There were interactive options for families in many of the galleries. But one of our favorite parts of the museum is the awesome sculpture garden outside.

Abe rolling down a hill in the sculpture garden

One of four giant shuttle-cocks at the museum

Abe, Titus, and "The Thinker"

Creating their own art in the sculpture garden.

Titus and I

This was our favorite piece in the garden

Just hanging out

Just lovely day for the end of December

Busy Little Elf

2011-12-22T10:37:00.001-06:00

Last night I wrapped our Christmas presents.
Now, I have to pack them up and take them with us.
Oh, well. They were nice to look at for a night!

Treats for Teachers

2011-12-22T10:34:00.002-06:00

This year my husbands teachers all brought in a sweet home made treat of some sort to give to the rest of the staff. I mean everyone did this. We had home made yeast rolls (AMAZING), jam, banana bread, and on and on. So, of course, my husband said, what can you make for me to take in? To which I said, "Really?" I am so not the bandwagon type, and this felt an awful lot like a band wagon everyone was jumping on. Everything in me wanted to resist. Then I realized, this is one of the things we love about this school. Everyone is like family and sharing their love at Christmas with one another. So I decided, I'd keep it simple and not try to compete with the yummy home baked goods that were filling my kitchen. Instead, I did my two favorite Christmas treats: Candy Coated Pretzels (not pictured) and Peppermint Kiss Pretzel Wreaths (shown below).

All the ingredients you need. Simple.

Ready to go in the oven. 250 degrees until soft.

Peppermint Pretzel Wreaths cooling.

This is about as crafty as I get. Treat bags. Ribbon. Done.

Snow Day!

2011-12-22T10:24:00.002-06:00

The stock tank was frozen solid!

Madi's snow fort; using the sled as a shield.

Abe's snow fort. He said that sign would make the snowballs slow down .

Check out the massive snow ball Madi is throwing!

Love snow ball fight and snow forts.

Sugar & Spice Hand Scrub

2011-12-22T09:59:00.002-06:00

This fall my friend Becca & I tried our hands at a hand made gift. A sweet and simple sugar scrub. It turned out lovely and I am hooked at trying different recipes. But here is what we did this time.

Sugar & Spice Hand Scrub

Our Ingredients

1 Cup Brown Sugar

1 Cup White Sugar

3/4 - 1 cup Olive Oil

2tsp of each spice

(Cinnamon / Cloves / Ginger / Nutmeg)

Mix all ingredients in a large mixing bowl.

The amount of oil will vary depending on your preference of consistency with you hand scrub.

Our Finished Product

Our Favorite Place to Be

2011-12-15T10:02:00.000-06:00

Estes Park has always been, and will always be, a very special place to me and my family. Every Labor Day weekend, since I was two years old, we have enjoyed this fantastic weekend retreat. And in 2009, Titus & I were married there. So every year when we return, we have new memories to make and a new reason to celebrate.

God's Goodness and Generosity Amazes Me

2011-11-21T15:01:00.001-06:00

There are times when I feel awash with God's goodness. He is always good. He is always faithful. Even when I don't stop and see it. His character never changes. And then there are nights like last night that just blow you away when you realize just how faithful and good He really is.

The church I have been attending here in Kearney since moving here in July hosts an annual celebration dinner each Thanksgiving. They serve a traditional Thanksgiving meal, hold a worship service, and have a baptism celebration. Last night went above and beyond anything I could have dreamed God would do.

Over 800 people ate dinner and then found their way into the auditorium for the worship and baptism service. What a precious time that was. About 35 people came forward and shared their story of how God had changed their life. An entire family (father, mother, and child) were all baptized together. On more than one occasion a father was able to baptize his own child. Tears regularly fell from my eyes as I heard story after story of life change, and witnessed life after life boldly proclaim their faith and identify with Christ! What a beautiful scene.

But the thing that really amazed me came at the end of the night. For months our church has been praying about providing a well for the people of Koat, Sudan. This village has 4500 people who right now walk a half mile to the Nile River to get their drinking water. The Nile River is not clean and many people continue to get sick from no clean drinking water. Through a course of events, we learned about this village through a man who spent time with our church family over the past year. He is now home in the Sudan with his wife and daughter.

With Aid Sudan it costs $17,500 to drill a well for clean drinking water. The village of Koat needs two wells. We were praying we could provide them with enough money for one well. The campaign will last for four weeks. Just last night alone, the church gave $39,000 for the wells! PRAISE BE TO GOD! Amazing. Enough for both wells, and to send someone over to Koat and document the process for those of us back here in the States. What an amazing night.

As we were driving home, my husband called to tell his kids the good news about the money raised. He said "God really came through!" It was then that it hit me, GOD ALWAYS COMES THROUGH! This should be no surprise to us. It was His will and desire to bless Koat through our church. God is always faithful. I'm proud to be in a church where His people were also faithful and obedient and joined God in the work He is doing in Koat.

Thankful for a year full of adventures

2011-11-14T09:04:00.001-06:00

My husband is one of the most spontaneous and adventurous people I know. He is always up for trying something new and going somewhere new. We have a new goal to reach with the kids. We want to hit all the high points of each of the 50 states. This summer we hit four. Three are listed below. Very pumped about working on getting this goal reached. Each time is a new great adventure!

Iowa High Point

Nebraska High Point

Kansas High Point

More than enough

2011-11-08T13:09:00.000-06:00

At work I have the privilege of answering phones when our receptionist is not available. Many of the phone calls are transfers back to someone else in the office. More and more lately the phone calls are of a nature that truly humbles me. There are so many hurting and struggling people in our community.

Our church hosts a food pantry. It is just about a daily occurrence that someone will walk through our front doors needing food for their children. And many more phone calls come from someone needing help paying their bill so the electricity isn't turned off or they can get gas in their car to go to work. I am thankful that I'm not the one who has to determine how we help each individual that comes through our doors. But I am also thankful that our church does everything within it's power to aid those in need, while still being concerned with where they are at spiritually, and working with them to help long-term. Our goal is not to enable them, but to show them the love of Christ and walk along side them through whatever struggles in which they find themselves. However they ended up there, our place is not to judge, but to show them the love of Christ.

It is also humbling to me that despite our tightened budget, we are blessed beyond measure. Our bills are paid. There is food in the pantry (when I make time to grocery shop, that is). We enjoy the support and company of each other and our family and friends. Our home is a place of refuge. And every day we are blessed to be paid to work in full-time ministry.

I praise God for His faithfulness and His provision. He has NEVER failed us and He will ALWAYS take care of us. For that fact alone, I am beyond blessed and thankful.

A breakfast to be thankful for

2011-11-07T09:24:00.000-06:00

Yesterday while the Broncos played - and beat - the Raiders, I kept myself busy with cheering, knitting, and preparing breakfast for the week. A little bag of wholesome goodness simmering on my pot!

Titus & I had forgotten all about the steel cut oats that were sitting in our cupboard. But with an effort to continue to make whole food choices, I pulled out the bag and cooked them up yesterday. Here's what I did:

I used a 3-1 ratio of water to oats:
2 cups Steel Cut oats
6 cups water

Bring the water to a boil. Add the steel cut oats and simmer. My oats took about 35 mins simmering to absorb the water and soften. I then let them sit until cooled and transferred them to a container to store in the refrigerator.

This morning, I spooned out two bowls full of oatmeal, added some soy milk and reheated in the microwave. I then added a drizzle of agave nectar and it was just the perfect amount of sweetness.

The best part is that with the steel cut oats being processed less than rolled oats or instant oats, they take longer for our systems to process and the call for insulin is less. That keeps our blood sugar level longer and the morning munchies stay at bay. So excited to try mixing in fresh blue berries this week also!

Thankful for No Bake Granola Bars

2011-11-04T08:37:00.000-05:00

I've been on a quest to make more wholesome snacks for our family. I read labels on everything I buy, and am amazed how much sugar is in everything. I don't want to avoid sugar altogether, but I do want to make smarter choices when it comes to how much and what types of sweeteners we use. While we are on a tight budget (both being in full-time ministry and all) it is tempting to go for the cheaper, processed foods. But I am really making efforts to still make better choices for our family.

I am thankful that I live in a town with lots of options for healthier choices and a husband who supports these choices.

I have started making my own No Bake Granola bars. It is a basic recipe I have varied based upon what I have available in my home at the time. This is the variation I have used the most as it is a basic bar we can grab on our way out the door.

WHAT YOU NEED:
1 cup Almond Butter
1/2 cup Agave Nectar
3 cups Oatmeal
1/2 cup chopped nuts
muffin tin - sprayed with canola oil

WHAT I DID:
On the stove - in a pot - over medium heat:
Heat almond butter and Agave Nectar until smooth. Remove from heat and mix in the oatmeal and nuts. Using a 1/4 cup measuring cup, spoon into the muffin tin and use the bottom side of the measuring cup to press into the muffin tin mold. Place the muffin tin in the fridge to allow the bars to cool completely. Once cool, remove from the tin and store in an air tight container. I packaged mine into plastic baggies and put them in the fridge. Now, each morning, I grab one on my way out the door and I have a wholesome breakfast I can eat on my way into work.

VARIATIONS:
When you add the oatmeal you can also add a handful of raisins, chocolate chips, sunflower seeds, or dried fruit. While I think regular peanut butter is too sweet after eating natural almond butter, I did have some on left over from another treat I made to take to a football party and made a batch using that as well. If you choose to use corn syrup, honey, or maple syrup, you may want to increase to 1 cup. The agave nectar is sweeter, so you need less. This is a great base recipe that you can make your own each time with what you have on hand.

Thankful for knitting

2011-11-03T07:38:00.000-05:00

I learned how to knit one night this past winter. It was at a Crafty Night event when we were still in Bridgeport. My awesome friend Susan taught a whole group of us. While I haven't taken off with it and knit a closet full of items, I am glad that I know how to knit and that I have something to stretch me creatively when the mood strikes.

Mostly, though, I am thankful for the time I spent with my Knit Witz girl friends last spring as we met to knit, talk, enjoy snacks, and mostly laugh with one another. I miss you all, my dear friends!

pool side project

washcloth for my sister

beanie hat for my new nephew

A Month to be Thankful

2011-11-03T07:37:00.000-05:00

I think November is one of my favorite months. There is a bit of a chill in the air, and tonight we will get our first snow fall of the season. But more than all of that, I think Thanksgiving is an under-rated holiday. Just this morning I was in Wal-Mart returning something before work. I heard Christmas music over the loud speakers. We went from Halloween to Christmas overnight. You may find some "fall" decor still stuck between the clearance costumes and the newly opened boxes of Christmas mugs and place mats.

I've been thinking about, and studying more, on the idea of being thankful. The Bible calls us to pray with thanksgiving. I have even read lately that it is impossible to focus on worry and be thankful at the same time. It is physiologically impossible for our brain to do that. So I have been making a concerted effort to be thankful in all things and with thanksgiving, present my requests to God.

This month, I want to share things for which I am thankful. Through word, and picture, to remind myself of all that I have been given and all the ways the Lord has taken care of me this past year.

Let me start off with two pictures showing great fun we had one weekend at a hotel. I love that Madi and Abe are adventurous, and I am thankful for opportunities to allow them to enjoy being a kid.

Madi & Abe leaping from bed to bed during a weekend adventure!

Tired and happy after a massive pillow fight!

Pizza Soup: A Family Winner

2011-10-31T11:36:00.000-05:00

I found a recipe for Pizza Soup and thought I'd give it a try. I didn't follow it exactly as I didn't have the recipe at home with me, but it was wonderful. The leftovers were quickly eaten the next day for lunch with no complaints. We all decided this will become a staple in our Friday night dinner rotation. Here's what I did:

- 1 can spaghetti sauce (it is what I had on hand)
- 2 cans water (i will do three next time)
- italian sausage sliced and quartered
- pkg. of pepperoni quartered
- 1/4 onion diced
- seasoned with oregano, basil, and Italian seaonings

Cooked on low all day while I was at work. Then when we were about 20-30 mins away from eating supper I put in 1/2 box of whole wheat elbow macaroni and turned the soup up to high. Once the noodles were soft I turned it off, and served it up. We topped it with mozzarella cheese.

In the future, I think I will add green peppers and garnish with black olives as well as the cheese.

My latest obsession

2011-10-27T15:57:00.000-05:00

I get on these kicks, you know, where I get obsessed about something and all the research I can on a topic until I get bored and move on to the next one.

For a while it was poached eggs on toast, every day, until I felt I perfected the technique. But just a few months later, I'd forgotten all the tips and tricks I learned.

Then it was researching dog food to see what would be best for our new dog. I think she has decided that dragging dead rabbits to the yard is her preferred meal, and who am I to argue?

Now it is creating simple (and simply delicious) meals out of what is already in my freezer and cupboard. My husband & I are not difficult creatures to please when it comes to food. We pretty much just enjoy food anytime. But we are on yet another quest to eat healthier as we are convinced that we have to remain healthy for the sake of ourselves and our families. And to that end I have again been scouring every magazine, book, and blog I can to find something healthy and simple that I can fit into our lives. And if it can be done in a crock pot - all the better!

I found these granola bars at the Smitten Kitchen blog site the other day when looking for a recipe for a breakfast cookie that I could make with almond butter, oatmeal, nuts, etc. I'm trying to find something basic that I can tweak with what is available and this fit the bill. They were a bit crumbly, but I didn't measure the almond butter and think I just need some more next time. However, they were the most scrumptious I've had in a LONG time, and my hubby even asked for some of mine once he had a taste. I will be keeping these in rotation for sure!

Coming up on 2 years

2011-08-29T12:54:00.000-05:00

I cannot believe we are about a week away from celebrating our 2nd Anniversary. While this will be a busy week leading up to our annual Labor Day Weekend in Estes Park, and the celebration of our second anniversary, I am very excited about what all this will mean for us this weekend.

Estes Park has long been a sanctuary, a retreat for my family. And now I am able to share that experience with my husband and the kiddos. What a rare and wonderful treat to pass along the tradition to my own family. I never thought I would be able to do that. And since Titus and I weren't alone in getting married, Madi & Abe were there with us, as a family on that wedding day, it is a joy to have them celebrate that side of the weekend as well.

As for our actual anniversary, I have no elaborate plans. We will spend our budget on the trip. But I do have a special gift in the plans, if I find the time to make it happen. My husband is to great to not honor in some special way.

As for now - I will return to work (lunch time is over) and continue plotting and blogging later.

Settling In

2011-08-26T10:43:00.000-05:00

July brought us many more changes. With a bittersweet heart we moved our lives from a two-home family to a one home family. Titus got a new job in Kearney and we moved all of our belongings from Bridgeport and our Arapahoe apartment into a home in the country west of town about eight miles.

Mostly we are settled in. After five weeks of unemployment and driving my husband and family nuts, I am now working at a great church. It is very similar to where I worked before. In many ways I feel like I have come back home...minus the mountains.

Last night I walked down our driveway and looked up at the night sky. Stretched before me was a dark expanse of sky littered with stars. I just stood there, rotating around in every direction marveling at the beauty just above my head. We never saw stars like that living in town. And they are there every night for us just outside our front door.

And there is beauty all around our place. Just look at some of the pictures taken by Madi & I at the amazing beauty just outside our door.

Nyquil Dreams

2011-01-13T14:52:00.000-06:00

Whenever I think of or see Nyquil, I think of my friend, Ryan. He commented on more than one occasion about his delightful use of Nyquil to help him get a much needed night of sleep. This week, I fully understand why he feels this way.

After two weeks on the road visiting family and then a crazy week back in the office getting caught up from being gone for two weeks, well, my body complained. The head cold moved to my chest. I nearly lost my voice on more than one occasion. Everyone I talked to asked me what was wrong because I sounded like the frog in my throat had taken up residence with no sign of leaving.

But then, in a desperate search through my not-so-neatly-organized medicine basket, I found them. Four little green gel pills. On the back, neatly stamped in black letters were the words that delighted my heart, "Nyquil Gel Caps". I popped two of those in my mouth, drank a big glass of water, and went to bed. After 9 delightful hours of sleep, I awoke feeling so much more rested than I had for over 2 weeks and my head / chest cold seemed better. So the next night I took the last two little pills. And again, another great night of sleep. But even better, I feel like I'm on the rebound to my normal life and energy level.

It's amazing what something so simple can do. Taking Nyquil allowed my body to do it's job. I just might have to stock up on these great little Green Gel Caps.

2011-01-04T12:39:00.000-06:00

It's the start of a new year. I have never been a fan of New Year's resolutions. My life philosophy has always been to not put off until later what I can start today. So year round I work at doing the things in my life I need to do in order to get where I want to go or accomplish what I want to get done. But, there is an energy that comes with a new year, and the feeling of a clean slate. My hubby is feeling renewed energy toward making positive changes, so we are riding that wave right now.

I had two weeks off of work due to some surgery that my boss had before Christmas. It was a long two weeks on the road with my hubby. We visited both sides of the family and spend 6 wonderful days with the kiddos. Well, they were mostly wonderful. We battled a few illnesses and by the end of the two weeks, we were all ready to return to our normal, albeit crazy, schedule.

During our time off we discussed how life had gotten away from us in December and how we gave up on our eating plan we had been doing for the better part of a year. We realized that despite not having a church home in Bridgeport, we need to find spiritual connections with others, each other, and our own personal walk with the Lord. We reconfirmed how vital it is to look after our spiritual, physical, and emotional selves on a regular basis.

I'm not foolish enough to think that changes are going to happen over night or that we can make a blanket statement that something will happen every day. Our lives right now could never allow for that. But we are going to work on capturing those moments when we can do something to improve our physical, spiritual, or emotional selves. Like last night discovering we didn't have any activities and went to work out. Or this morning, when I had ten minutes before work and I read over the Verse of the Week (Psalm 1:1&2) from My Bridge Radio here in the Panhandle. Something to meditate on thorughout the day. Looking for those little spans of time to do something positive and not beat myself up when it doesn't happen all day, every day.

Today the sun is shining. The space heater at my feet is working. And that's a good place to be right now.

Phase One: Day Two...and Blah feelings

2010-11-09T10:19:00.000-06:00

Yesterday my man and I started Phase One of the South Beach Diet. This was his idea...and one I whole-heartedly agreed to follow. My family has been eating and talking all things South-Beach-Friendly for a couple years now. However, our particular lives in the Panhandle do not often allow us to follow the South Beach plan like we would like. In fact, we are both stress eaters, and well, our life right now is full of lots of stress and lots of hours on the road. Two ingredients that make it difficult to eat healthy or excercise. But this time, well this time it was his idea, so I feel more confident we will stick with it. I do not look forward to the end of the week when our bodies are coming down from the sugar and processed food high and crashing at say, 7pm at night. But if we can get past day 7, we will be feeling good.

This morning it is quiet. And for that I am thankful. I'm feeling blah. Not sure why. I had a relaxing and enjoyable night last night. Even tried my hand at home-made applesauce...not that I can eat it right now, but still, fun to try. But this morning I am just blah. I guess I'm processing through our weekend in Estes at a marriage conference, news I heard last night that upset me, and thinking through all that this week holds for me. The cold wind and clouds don't help. Apparently there is snow in the forcast this week. Blah. Not ready for snow. I have so been enjoying the warm weather we've been spoiled with this fall. But, that being said, it is the 2nd week of November. I guess some snow would not be out of the question.

Maybe I'll plug in my space heater, light a candle, turn on the tunes in the background, make my to-do-list, and start one by one going through my day.

The Cold Weather has Returned

2010-10-26T15:27:00.000-05:00

I had been enjoying the warm weather we were having so much, I didn't realize we are at the end of October and it really should be colder. Last fall was so short lived as we had our first blizzard during the second weekend of October, and stayed cold and snowy until spring. Now we have had a much milder fall and I've forgotten what frozen fingers feel like. And I plugged in the space heater, my faithful companion in the drafty front part of our office.

Truly, the first few months of school have flown by for us. Between football and volleyball games of all ages, we have been busy most days of the week. Throw in our awesome visits with the kids and my husband's huge heart to help my dad get their place in shape, we have been on the road more than usual as well.

We have visitors to our quaint little Panhandle town. Titus' older brother and family drove all the way from the KC area to see our new home. We enjoyed football games, trek's to the top of Scottsbluff Monument, road trips, yummy crock pot meals, good wine, and great conversation.

Then we were immediately treated with a good friend from CO and four kiddos in tow. Like family to me, I was so excited to see them! Titus was gone playing ball with a buddy in Small-Town, KS. But we let the kiddos play while we enjoyed our traditional Movie and Margs night. Complete with a new recipe and a totally girly movie. Our time was short, but oh, so refreshing and charged my battery!

I did make an amazing discover this month, however. October is the the month to shop for summer clothes. Momma and I went shopping and between the two of us purchased over $250 worth of clothes for about $50 total. It was glorious! The same thing happened last February with fall clothes. I think clearance shopping is one of the most gratifying experiences. I love finding a good bargain. I don't know why. I think it is in my DNA. As a child I remember going shopping and never looking in the regular racks. We ALWAYS headed to the clearance first...actually, we still do. I'm always about a season behind on fashion. I'm okay with that.

Probably one of my favorite memories this month though was my husband's response to a Kohl's shopping trip. We had gone down to Cheyenne for an evening trip. After dinner with friends we went to Kohls because I had a 30% off coupon if we used my Kohl's charge. (pay it off every month when there is a balance.) Not only did we find a great pair of running shoes for him on a great sale, I also found a great pair of everyday work shoes that I needed. Both on sale. Both an additional 30% off. Both pairs were less than either pair originally. He was so excited. I think now he understands why momma and I both lament there being no Kohl's any closer to where we live in NE.

All in all, a good month. We are looking forward to November. It will bring more visitng family, and my momma's birthday, and Thanksgiving, and a trip to see family in KC. Lots of exciting trips planned for sure.

Missing the Mountains

2010-08-17T11:44:00.000-05:00

Today I sit looking at a picture of the Maroon Bells near Snowmass. It's on a calendar my family gave me for Christmas last year. They all know how much I miss my mountains living in the Panhandle. Yes, I did say my mountains. Living within a 30 minute drive from the Rockies for 31 years, I feel a special affection for the mountains and long to return to them as often as possible. Just a few weeks ago, on a trip to Denver, I began to shed a few tears as I drove west and the mountains came into view. I drove down a road I had been on every day for many years, but didn't realize what a majestic view of the mountains it provided. I wanted to pull over right there and take a picture to capture the moment. But I didn't. Instead I kept driving and soaking up the mountain goodness.

In just a few weeks Titus & I will be celebrating our one year anniversary. That is an amazing and crazy thought for me. The year has flown by so quickly it hardly seems possible. We will return to Estes Park, where the wedding I'd been planning in the out door chapel for 15 years took place. I will be back in the place where my heart longs to be. With memories and familiar surrounding that I will never forget. To be with the man I love in the mountains I miss...that will be priceless!

Add This To The List

2010-08-11T12:42:00.001-05:00

Today you can add cell phone plans to my list of pet peeves.

My time is up with my current cell phone company. And my phone is starting to act up. It's time to get a new one. But we've come to rely on my "smart phone" to keep track of the master family calendar and all the other notes, lists, and memos we come up with while on the road.

No cell phone company will waive the data package any longer. So my choice? Either go back to an old-school flip phone and give up the ultra organized and convienent smart phone options or upgrade and bite the bullet and pay for the data package.

In looking around for other options, I've come to realize that while the different plan levels are smart for the company and their bottom line, it is not always great for the client. They make the option to go with a lower plan far less appealing by offering the price point they want not "that much higher" than the plan you really want, getting you to buy options you may not really need or want because, hey, it's not that much more - what a great deal!

Everyone does this, and today, it is frustrating me. The only good news is that there is a carrier up here, with national coverage, that can offer me all the bells and whistles for what I'm currently paying with out the whistles. So, there's the silver lining in this situation.

2010-08-10T16:11:00.000-05:00

Sometimes as I walk down the sidewalk on my way to the bank and post office each day I wonder how did I get here? As I pass the same people, smile at the same faces, wait for the same cars in the same intersections every day I marvel at how I ended up in a small town of just 1600 people. I never dreamed I would be somewhat of a novelty that people hear about - "the new principal and his wife" - and relate to me when they call the office where I work. "Oh, so you're the newlyweds." Yes, that's us.

I had always figured I would live in the suburbs near a big enough city to get by "Big City" fix whenever I wanted. Or maybe, someday, I'd actually live downtown in an apaprtment. Never did the thought of living somewhere rural enter my mind.

That just goes to show that you better be ready for whatever God has in store when you pray dangerous prayers like "Wherever you need me, Lord, I'm willing to go." Or when you, as a couple, pray for God to open the doors to the right job and the right place when you know your time where you currently reside is coming to an end. He just might surprise you and take you miles away from anything familiar, and everyone you know, and plop you down in the middle of the Panhandle of Nebraska.

End of the Summer Already???

2010-07-27T11:56:00.000-05:00

Yesterday it hit me that we are winding down our summer excitement. There's one more trip in store for Titus & the kids, but for me, it's over! What??? This can't be!

We have had amazing adventures this summer, to be sure. It all started with a great trip to see my sister and her family in WI. And then lots of camping and mini-adventures in between. But last week we took the 2nd big trip of our summer. Idaho, via Yellowstone. It was a 7-day packed adventure with over 50 hours in the car together, over 2000 miles logged, and lots of fun-filled adventures. We saw bear, elk, pelicans, antelope, Old Faithful, hot springs, AMAZING waterfalls, and more tourists that I wish to recount driving through Yellowstone over two days. But the highlight of the trip was hanging out with Sarah Joy (Titus' baby sister) and her famiy in Idaho.

The Pacific NorthWest is beautiful! I was taken aback by the tree covered mountains, golden hill, amazing weather, and breathtaking views. We went to Elk River Falls one day and spent a glorious 5 and a half hours swimming in the pool at the base of the falls, and using the water fall as a slide to push us into the pool. It was a day we all look back as one of our highlights for the summer.

But the food, oh, the food! Sarah Joy is an amazing cook and we had delicious meals every day. I have to get the recipes for some of her yummy meals. ]

Mostly, I've just been impressed with how much fun we had and how few meltdowns were present in our 50 hour car ride. Everyone did such a great job. We battled cabin fever in style and even found humor in the little things that usually annoy us. We are catching up on sleep and planning our trip for next year. After the success of this trip, we are considering a 24 hour (one-way) trip next summer. Can we do it? Yep, I think we can!

Great Times

2010-06-15T12:00:00.001-05:00

There was a quiet when we walked in the house last night. Titus noticed and commented on it first. Just 12 short hours before the house was filled with laughing and talking and dare I say even a bit of fighting over a DS game. But now it was back to just the two of us. We had dropped the kids off with their mom after spending a week with us in Bridgeport. Our summer schedule is officially in full-swing. But while they were in Bridgeport this past week, it was an adventure filled week to be sure!

We weathered the sever storms Sunday and Monday night just fine. The forecast called for severe storms all week, and storm chasers were in the area just in case something popped up. Fortunately for us, we had a few nights of storms, but mostly just rain and some good thunder and lighting shows. Now we look forward to a bit of warmer weather, and of course, more severe storms coming this weekend. The cycle of the summer weather has begun, I’m afraid.

The weather didn’t keep us down, however. Titus and the kids enjoyed many adventure, and I joined them as often as I could. They climbed to the top of Scotts Bluff Monument twice. The first day they had to ride the bus down due to hail in the area. Bummed by not being able to complete the full loop on Tuesday, Madi decided they had to try again on Wednesday. They were successful the second go round.

Both kids were sworn in as Junior Park Rangers; Madi at Agate Fossil Beds NM and Abe at Ft. Laramie NP. To receive their certificate and badge both had to complete a book full of questions about each of the locations. Answers were found by reading the displays, visiting the sites, and talking with Park Rangers.

We even found time for just hanging out in Bridgeport. We had a campfire, went swimming at the local pool, watched a few movies we picked up at the library, visited the new Dollar & Variety store in town, and walked to the bakery for a doughnut Friday morning.

I think one of the highlights came Saturday night in our own basement. We had to go to plan B when the constant rain spoiled our plans for camping over the weekend. Titus and the kids set up the tent in our basement. It barely fit under the low ceiling and took up nearly one-third of our basement. But we loved it! We filled up the air mattress and brought in two camping cots and all four of us snuggled in and camped in our basement. We even pulled out Titus’ backpacking stove and toasted marshmallows and made s’mores right there next to the tent. We all loved it! Not as nice as the out doors, but fun just the same.

Summer is a great time for Titus and the kids. With having more time off they are all able to take in some more adventures and create more memories. I’m thankful they have this time together and that I get to be a part of it from time to time.

100 Posts and Scary Weather

2010-06-08T10:36:00.000-05:00

Woo Hoo! 100 posts on my blog. For some that might not be a big deal. But for this gal, it's a pretty cool thing! I love that I've come to this place 99 other times to post pics, thoughts, and goings-on in my life! My only regret is that I don't have a set up to be more consistent. Maybe that will change in the near future. We can hope anyway, right?

We spent last week on the road and enjoying a great vacation with the kiddos. I will post more on that later once I get a chance to snag some photos off the camera and get somewhere I can upload them! In the mean time, let me share our exciting last couple of days.

Sunday night we were driving home from picking up the kids and heading back to the Panhandle. Just outside of North Platte we saw lighting and clouds up ahead. It looked like a good rain storm. As we got closer and passed by North Platte, we realized that this was a severe storm. We turned on the radio, and sure enough, all the towns we were approaching were under a tornado warning and being told to take shelter. A little freaked out, I pulled an illegal manuever with the car and flipped a U-turn on the interstate and headed back to North Platte. We hustled into the gas station and met an incredibly nice attendant who let us look at her computer for the radar of the storm and park our car out of the way of any hail and camp out in the gas station / Taco Bell until the storm passed. Thankfully the storm went south faster than east and North Platte missed the worst of it and we were back on the road with only an hour delay. The clouds and sunset following the storm were stunning.

Our second encouter with severe weather happened last night. We took the kids to Scottsbluff to print off vacation pictures for a scrapbook and see the movie Marmaduke. While we were watching the previews for the movie the lights in our theatre came on and a manager came in and said that a tornado had been spotted just outside of town and the sirens were going off. We all were ushered in to the hall and they shut down all the lights in the whole complex. Curiosity got the best of us and we wandered toward the front door. The hail, which we could hear hitting the building, and rain and wind made it impossible to see anything out side. Literally, we could not even see the sidewalk right outside the door. We feared the worst for our car. After about 20 minutes the all clear was given. We found our way out to our car to find that it is only slightly dimpled from the hail. Praise God! We watched as the storm headed toward our home town. I called ahead and talked with a friend. As we were on the phone they were heading to a tornado shelter. I could hear the sirens going off through the phone. We decided to stay in Scottsbluff a bit longer and let the storm get through where we were headed. We prayed for safety for all in our town. Thank the Lord everyone and everything is alright today.

Best we can see, the most damage was done in Scottsbluff. Our town, our home, our other car, all seem to be o.k. Our second brush with severe weather and it's only the 2nd week of June. I think it could be a long summer if this keeps up!

Random thoughts for my day

2010-05-18T13:15:00.000-05:00

I wonder why there are semi loads of cattle going through Bridgeport today...and where are they going? I laugh everytime I hear the mooing outside as they pass by. This has been going on allday.

I think this summer I will sit at the corner of Hwy 385 & Hwy 92 (aka the main cross streets in Bridgeport) and count how many semi's pass through our town compared to passenger vehicles. My bet is on the semi's outnumbering the passenger vehicles almost 2 to 1.

A passing comment last week still strikes me funny. A gal who works in a building accross the street from me commented that she and the other gals look everyday when I go to the post office to see what kind of shoes I'm wearing. They have noticed my sassy heels. Makes me want to go out and buy even more fun shoes just for entertainment in this small town.

I think today must have been "field trip" day for some of the little tykes at school. Saw a whole troup of them with adults walking from the bakery accross the street this morning. I guess this last week of school not much teaching gets done as everyone is winding down for the year.

Proud is only the tip of the iceburg to describe how I feel about my husband. He's working a lot right now to make up for lack of work from past administrators. Yesterday he worked 15 hours. But all this hard work will pay off in future years as he is setting things up for success.

I'm thrilled to find a mom & pop motel in central Iowa for our overnight stay on our way to WI at the end of next week. I'm easily thrilled these days. Working to keep this trip under budget so we can splurge a bit on a surprise for the kids. Just saved $10 on the budgeted amount for this motel.

Tonight I get my hair cut. Nervous? Yes. Excited? A bit. I am just hoping that this gal can do as good as the last gal. She was great...but now is battling cervical cancer. It's makes me feel super selfish to be disappointed she won't be there to cut my hair. Lord, forgive me! How selfish and self-centered is that thought?

One last random thought. I hope I don't need glasses. In just a few minutes I head to the eye doctor. Hoping they can help me as I've been getting headaches on a daily basis for almost a month now. But really do not want glasses. My husband thinks I should get the exam for 1/2 price as I only have one working eye. I don't think they will go for that! But I love his train of thought!

2010-05-17T16:22:00.000-05:00

Last week Titus & I headed to Sidney to exchange something at Cabellas, pick up some groceries at Safeway, and try a new restraunt. We were told it was the "best in Western Nebraska", so of course we had to check it out. Dude's is connected to a bar and dance hall. We didn't go in the right door to start with. OOPS! We got a tour of the bar with pool tables, the smoker's area and the darkened dance hall before we found the right door leading us into the restraunt area.

Once seated at our table, we had a great view of the establishment. The decor was right out of the 1960's, or maybe 1970's. We couldn't decide. But the food, the food was good. We each ordered a sandwich with steak fries. There was not one crumb left on either plate when we were done.

I'm not sure I'd give it the best in Western Nebraska title, but then again, I haven't eaten at too many places in Western Nebraska. I will say this, it was busy, and has always seemed busy every time we've driven by. So I'm sure everything else on their menu is just as good as the prime rib sandwich I tried. I look forward to enjoying more sometime in the near future.

Spring Snow

2010-05-12T13:34:00.001-05:00

This morning we woke up to the wet white stuff falling from the sky. I tried to get a picture of my hubby clearing off my car for me, but the camera failed me. I was able to capture this picture before my feet froze to the pavement. Glad I did get a shot when I could. It has already melted away and the weather is just barely starting to warm up.

Settling In

2010-05-11T11:09:00.000-05:00

This past weekend was likely the best weekend yet since moving to Bridgeport last September. Titus and I are finding our rythmn in married life. We spent a lot of time relaxing and laughing. It was grand. At one point I looked up at my husband from my spot snuggled by his side and realized that deep down this is what I have always longed for. I am where I belong. We are building a life together, following God as best we can and enjoying the adventure.

Saturday morning started off by sleeping in until nearly 11am. That hasn't happened in a REALLY long time. After a couple of weeks of company, late nights, traveling on the road, and everything coming together at the end of the school year, we were thrilled to have weekend with very little to do.

Once I finally pulled myself out of bed we got to work quickly on the yard. Mowing and turning over flower gardens to plant new, fun, brightly colored flowers kept me busy all morning. Then a quick trip to Scottsbluff and back to Bridgeport for some graduation parties. Before we knew it we were back home, full of all kinds of amazing food from the buffet of delectibles we enjoyed all night. I think our food induced sleeping coma kicked in about 11pm.

Sunday started off in a bit of a rush as we quickly got ready for church. Thankfully it is only three doors down, so in no time we were gathering with new friends and enjoying a time to reflect and draw closer to our Lord. Then it was a quick turn-around for Titus as he had to get to the shcool for graduation - yes, graduation was on Mother's Day. And of course, there were more parties and more food all afternoon. We ended our day around a campfire with good friends. As we went to bed, laughing and smiling, we commented how great it was to have fun and relaxing weekend.

I have decided we are settling in to Bridgeport. While I miss friends and the mountains in CO, there is no doubt that this where we are to be. And I know God has us here for a reason and a purpose. We are already seeing glimpses of that these past few months. I wouldn't change anything about where we are right now...well maybe if we could figure out how to be here and have the kids closer. But we keep praying that God will continue to bless our time with them and work out all those details that are out of our control.

Living the Dream

2010-04-27T15:35:00.000-05:00

I thought about this phrase, "Just Living the Dream" this morning as I was getting ready. My friend, and former co-worker, Justin Dillard coined this term. Well, maybe he didn't coin the term, but that's where I picked it up. These days, even on the tough days, that's kind of how I feel.

I have had so many amazing things happen to me in just the last year, that I really am awestruck when I think about it. Within the last twelve months:

*I started dating the love of my life, my hubby, Titus. We were engaged in July and married in September.

*He got an amazing opportunity for a job in NE in June.

*We found a great little house in Bridegport and an awesome apartment for our family in Arapahoe - all to fit within ou budget.

*My parents had a once in a lifetime blessing in the selling of their land to Conoco Phillips in December.

*God has provided for us each and every weekend we have gone to see the kids by providing good road and safe travels...even through one of the toughest winters folks in this area have seen.

*I found an amazing job that is above and beyond what I expected to find as far as pay and hours go in such a small town. And I got the job just two weeks before my wedding. Talk about stepping out in faith. I resigned from the church and made plans to marry and move before I had a job.

*God has provided a church home for us in Bridgeport and Arapahoe...and a new friendship to support the transition.

And I'm sure the list could go on and on. But I'll end it there for now.

All the latest fun...

2010-04-20T10:25:00.000-05:00

We have had a great couple of weekends here lately. We have put 3000 miles on our car in 17 days. Let's just say the Willie Nelson song, "On the Road Again" could be the Staples Family theme song these days. Truly, we love it. There are many Sunday nights we drive back into Bridgeport tired and ready to fall into bed. But come the weekend again, we are ready to get back on the road to our next adventure.

Right now our weekend adventures could be categorized into three areas: time with the kids, helping my folks move, and our own adventures. And often these three overlap.

My parents have already moved two trailers full of furniture that is not essential to keep in CO. They have delivered a couch and bed to our apartment in Arapahoe, for which we are incredibly thankful! It is hard to see their home in CO, where I grew up, starting to look bare. I don't know when it will hit me that they no longer own that place and will be out for good in about six weeks. I'm sure the tears will flow when that day comes.

We have had some wonderful adventures with the kids. Geocaching is our big family adventure nearly every weekend. We hop online and look up the GPS coordinates for these hidden treasures. Then we punch the numbers into the GPS, and start tracking them down. So far we have found 115 geocahces. Our goal is 200 by the end of the summer. I am confident we will make it! And this last weekend, for Titus' birthday, we planted two of our own geocaches. One in the park where we pick up the kids, and one where we drop them off. We are excited to see who finds our hidden treasures and see what trinkets they take, and what they leave behind.

As for Titus and I, we have enjoyed the company of great friends from CO the last month or so. We had a great time showing them around our little area, hiking to the top of Scottsbluff Monument, watching basketball games, grilling out, and playing crazy board games. And, after 7 months, finally decorating our home and buying a new couch. This weekend we look forward to hanging out in Kearney with good friends while I go to a Beth Moore event and Titus does whatever it is guys do when the have a free Saturday.

This time of year is like a pressure cooker at the school. The countdown to the end of the year is on, and there are many unfinished projects on Titus' desk. He works hard and I know he will get everything done in time. I just try to keep the home fire burning so that he has a place to land at the end of his long days. We have accepted the fact that our lives are busy and we are embracing each day and each adventure.

Inspiration

2010-04-08T13:23:00.000-05:00

The other night I watched the movie Julie & Julia. I am am a fan of Meryl Streep and had heard good things about the movie. Watching the movie made me think of two things. First, I wish I was a better cook. I'm average at best. But I do plan to try some new dishes. But secondly, I am looking for inspiration of my own. Something to blog about - an adventure or challenge to write about regularly. I do enjoy writing and getting my thoughts down on "paper". But as of right now I'm not sure what to blog about.

So until that inspiration comes, I guess I'll keep blogging about the every day life I lead here in the Panhandle of NE!

7 months of adventures

2010-04-06T15:18:00.000-05:00

Life has been good the past few months. Today is the 7-month anniversary of my marriage to Titus. I didn't realize that until just now as I was typing. Adventure is one word I would use to describe the first 7 months. Just this past weekend I told him that I would have never imagined the places I would go and all the adventures I would be on. And it all started when I said "yes!"

Our adventures aren't grand like skiing in the Alps or flying all around the globe. Some day we dream that the will include those adventures. But for now our adventures are going to revival services in Loup City, NE. Or taking a day trip into the sandhills to show him where Cody worked. Or grabbing ice cream at the Whoa 'N Go in Broken Bow. Or meeting some of the most wonderful people and sharing time and space with them for a late night snack.

Every adventure in our past seven months has included a map and a game. It's the We-Can't-Take-the-Same-Route-Twice game. No matter where we are going - to pick up the kids or somewhere new - we have to take a different route. Even going and coming to the sandhills this weekend we took a different route. I usually drive because of the funny little condition I inherited from my dad called motion sickness. That leaves Titus to man the map and be the navigator. And he does a fabulous job at it...especially when I'm tired and just want to get to our destination.

We don't spend much time in our little home town. In fact we feel like we have several "home" towns. We have a church and a place to stay at all of them: Arapahoe, Eudora, Bridgeport, and Broomfield. I'd say we are pretty blessed to be doing what we are doing and have so many places filled with comforts of home and friends and family to share it all with. It's not a life for the faint of heart. We are on the road a lot...but we wouldn't have it any other way. When we do have a weekend in Bridgeport we sometimes look at each other and ask, "well, where should we go?" It's in our DNA.

In fact, I've started telling people, it's only a road trip if it's over 4 hours. Anything less is just a commute.

Old jeans fit again

2010-03-16T13:20:00.000-05:00

I'm a stress eater. I've known that since I was in high school. I am also a boredom eater. And I love to eat junk food. It's why years ago I decided to not allow any junk food or pop in my house except for special occasions. I have no self-control when I'm bored or stressed and all too soon the food will be gone and those lousy, sick feelings will be left behind. It's just easier that way. But I always compensated by eating drive-thru (which may as well be called "junk food" most of the time) or eating out with friends.

But then I got married and moved to the Panhandle of NE. Here there are no drive-thrus and the only "quick" restaraunt is Subway. And I still don't allow junk food in my house. Except for the Girl Scout cookies which I proceeded to consume in three days flat. I knew my clothes were fitting better. But it wasn't until I tried on a pair of jeans I haven't really been able to wear without feeling like a sausage since...well, I don't remember when. They zipped right up and there was no muffin top. Are you kidding me? Really???

Now, I figure, if I could just get the working out thing and the stop drinking diet pop thing under control...well then who knows what I might look like. Maybe I'd even don a bikini this year. Yeah - let's not get crazy.

Forgiven

2010-03-08T11:57:00.000-06:00

Years ago I had someone tell me that marriage will bring out issues and struggles from your past you didn't realize were even inside. Over the past few months, I have found that to be true. And as I have processed through things from my past, this song has taken on new meaning and a deeper sense of truth. In all of this I am increasingly thankful for my Jesus and the forgiveness I have through Him, and for my husband, who loves me through it all. Hopefully, it brings comfort to others as well.

FORVIGEN by Sanctus Real

Well the past is playing with my head
And failure knocks me down again
I’m reminded of the wrong
That I have said and done
And that devil just wont let me forget

In this life
I know what I’ve been
But here in your arms
I know what I am

[chorus]
I’m forgiven
I’m forgiven
And I don’t have to carry
The weight of who I’ve been
Cause I’m forgiven

My mistakes are running through my mind
And I’ll relive my days, in the middle of the night
When I struggle with my pain, wrestle with my pride
Sometimes I feel alone, and I cry

In this life
I know what I’ve been
But here in your arms
I know what I am

When I don't fit in and I don’t feel like I belong anywhere
When I don’t measure up to much in this life
Oh, I’m a treasure in the arms of Christ ‘cause

Six Month Observations

2010-02-25T09:53:00.000-06:00

As I close in on six months of marriage, there are a few things that I have observed about myself and my marriage this past half-year. Allow me to share a few.

1.) My husband is the most PATIENT man ever. Period.

2.) All the books I read about relationships and marriage and all the conversations with married friends didn't even scratch the surface on preparing me to live a man.

3.) Secretly, there is a part of me that enjoys making dinners and keeping a home. I just won't admit it yet.

4.) I didn't realize how selfish I can be until I married.

5.) Managing the family calendar is much harder than managing the church calendar.

6.) There is no one on this earth I would rather go on a car ride with than my husband.

7.) The enemy is at work to drive a wedge in our marriage. Prayer and reading the Word is the best weapon against this action.

8.) As much as I want to be, I cannot be a perfect wife.

9.) I will keep working at supporting my husband even when I'm at a loss for where to begin.

10.) Being in the arms of my husband is my favorite way to say good night.

Wrestling & Winter Royalty

2010-02-15T15:29:00.000-06:00

I think one of the best things about being married to a high school principal is being able to attend all the events with my husband. These past few months I have been to volleyball games, basketball games, school plays, pep assemblies, football games, parent-teacher conferences, and probably other events I'm forgetting at the moment. I think of all the events I've attended, this past weekend takes the cake!

Saturday morning we went to the District Wrestling meet in Hershey, NE. This is a first for both of us. We have been to a handful of wrestling meets and duals this year - something neither of us experienced before. We really don't know how points are scored, although we figured out pretty quickly that it doesn't matter if you are ahead or beind, if you are pinned, you lose. But back points, reversals, escapes - these are all wrestling terms we don't know. All this said, we have had a blast watching wrestling this year.

First off, the crowd is unique. We love to people watch and these meets have proven to be great places to people watch. Imagine walking into a huge high school gym filled with people on both sides of bleacher. In the middle on the floor are three large wrestling mats. Parents are yelling, coaches are on their feet shouting instruction or encouragement to their wrestler, cheerleaders are sitting cross-legged on the floor chanting cheers, and photographers line the mats ready to capture that perfect shot. Now imagine that times three as this action takes place on three mats. This past weekend determined if someone went to state. The tension and excitement was almost too much to handle at times. On more than one occasion I found I couldn't keep up as I tried to take in all the action going on at the same time. In the end, all the eruptions of cheers and disappointed wrestlers left me exhausted and ready to go home.

After a quick nap, we found ourselves getting ready for the Winter Royalty dance. Other than my Jr. & Sr. Prom, I never attended any other high school dance. I didn't have a date to either prom and I wore the same dress both years. Are you feeling sorry for me yet?

The dance was a blast. Loud music, bright colored and disco lights, and all the students decked out in their best dresses! I loved seeing all the fabulous shoes, which immediately came off as soon as the girls entered the room. All that time and money to find the perfect shoes, and they didn't last past the front door. I even had a chance to dance the last two slow songs with my husband. It was fun!

One small town observance with this all: You know you live in a small town and everyone goes shopping at the same one or two places when you see the same three dresses on more than one girl at the dance.

Five Months Later

2010-02-09T12:48:00.000-06:00

This past weekend I realized that Titus and I have been married now for 5 months. That is crazy to me to think about. Just last night I was driving to a banquet a few hours away. My parents were with me and I made a comment about "my husband". It still feels strange to say "my husband."

Life here in the Panhandle is good. We keep busy. Every day. Busy. Titus' job as the principal can be stressful. It is a love / hate relationship. Most days he loves it. But then there are those days that are overwhelming. He basically doubled the number of students and staff from his last school. And with any new job, especially as a prinicpal, there are growing pains as everyone gets used to the new administration and as he learns more about the school and the community. This fall we enjoyed football and volleyball and cheered on our Lady Bulldogs as they went to state with Volleyball. We are just now ramping down basketball and wrestling. Injury and personal issues have led to a somewhat disappointing finish for both the boys and girls basketball teams. But it was a fun season to watch. And we have both learned many things about wrestling we never knew before.

I have 5 months under my belt with my job at the dental clinic. It has kept me busy and I have learned more about oral health and the importance of taking care of your teeth than I ever imagined I would. I am an avid flosser now! It's amazing what seeing some folks so young being fitted for dentures will do for motivation to take care of my teeth! I have been so blessed to have a very generous boss and a schedule that works perfectly for my time with Titus. With Fridays off I am able to maintain (somewhat) a home and get things ready for our weekends with the kids.

Speaking of the kids. They are doing great! We go down to see them every other weekend. We are always amazed how God works things out for us. We have had clear roads and safe trips every time. We have a two bedroom basement apartment in Arapahoe, NE. It is a great place for us to land when we are down there. Very cozy and lots of room. And we like the area. My parents are retiring to Arapaphoe this spring...so soon we will see Nana & Papa twice a month. The kids are excited to get to see them more often as well.

Life in Bridgeport has settled into a bit of a routine - if such a thing could truly exist in our lives. We are feeling more and more at home here and think we may have found a church we can start to get connected with and call home. We have been craving that for so many months...but again, on the road so much has not allowed us the time to get into that routine.

For now, we are thankful for good jobs, good bosses, God's provision in every area of our lives, and each other. We lean on Him and lean on one another to get through the craziness that is our lives right now. Truly - we are so blessed.

My New Life

2009-09-24T13:34:00.000-05:00

I don't even know where to start. The past few weeks have truly taken my breath away in so many ways.

Titus & I were married on Labor Day weekend, 2009, in Estes Park, CO. My dream wedding, truly. We were surrounded by our parents, siblings, and their families. It was a small and intimate wedding. The outdoor chapel at the YMCA provided the perfect backdrop for our ceremony. The weather was cloudy and overcast - perfect! I was hoping it wouldn't be too sunny and hot for the day...and the clouds helped with the pictures, too. Truly a wonderful day.

We then took two days to spend time in Estes at a resort right on the river. We enjoyed a couple days relaxing and enjoying the mountains before we began our trek back to Bridgeport. God blessed me with a job right before the wedding, so Titus and I both headed to work the Wed. after we were married.

My job in town is with the dentist. I run the front office. My fears of starting a new job and being overwhelmed were quickly eased. After just a few short weeks, I feel very confident in what I'm doing and love my job! Interaction with the public on a daily basis keeps me connected to people. And I am always doing something. I love being busy and filling my days. And finacially, I can't believe how God has blessed me! But the best part has to be the fact that I am going to Hawaii with my job. It is for the National ADA convention and I will be attending classes along with some R&R and team building. What a treat!

Titus and I have both been blown away at how God has been working in our lives this past year. Neither of us can believe how far we've come in 365 days...but God knew all along. We are so thankful. I am so unbelievably thankful for a husband who is humble before God and prays dilligently for our marriage. I am convinced that God listens to his prayers and Titus' heart is open to what God wants to say and do in our lives.

Life here in Bridgeport is good. Different, but good. We are loving it. Just a great place for us to be right now. I hope to share more as I have a chance...and get some pictures up, but life is busy, as usual, so those things will come in time!

Bittersweet Transition

2009-08-04T10:46:00.000-05:00

This past weekend I moved all my belongings, minus a suitcase of clothes, to Bridgeport, Nebraska. It was a strange sight to see all my possessions I've accumulated over the past four years sitting in boxes and loaded into the back of a trailer in less than an hour. My cozy little home now barren and waiting for the next resident.

After a three hour drive on Saturday morning, it took 30 minutes to unload all these same boxes and furniture into our new home in Nebraska. And four and a half hours later, everything was set up and our little home took on new life.

It really is a great little house. Two bedrooms, one bath, kitchen, dining room, a large family room and office downstairs and a utility room with washer and dryer. And the best of all - a clothes line out back. I love it!

Before the move, Titus felt like he was a wanderer with no real home for the past several months. I promised to make him a home in Nebraska. And I feel I was able to do that this past weekend...or at least a great start.

I can see my life with him there. I can see us coming home after work and eating dinner together. Or relaxing and watching a movie downstairs. I can see my jeans hanging out on the clothes line. And serving dinner to new friends in our dining room. As we drove around town to show my parents Bridgeport, I could see us living here, thriving here.

But all the excitement and adventure of the new place doesn't take away all the sadness of leaving Broomfield. I have grown up here. Thirty one years of memories have been made here. And the last seven years of working for the church have changed my life and my faith in so many ways. This place has become more than a job to me...it is family. And in a month I am moving away from all my family to be with the many of my future.

Truly, bittersweet.

Stress? What stress?

2009-07-17T18:24:00.000-05:00

Well, this week I realized that maybe I'm not handling the stress of this transition as well as I had thought. Monday morning I awoke to painful welts on the right side of my shoulder and back. By the end of the day they had little blisters inside the rash and overnight I was in pain and achy and sick. Between my self-diagnosis and mom's obsession with Google, we realized I am dealing with shingles. Ahh - the ultimate sign of stress in ones life.

But just what do I have to be stressed about? I don't feel overwhelmingly stressed, at least not all the time. There are SO MANY good things going on in my life. The stress is not over bad things - just stress over the amount of good things going on.

Titus and I have been blessed by his new job in Bridgeport, NE. It is a great opportunity for us to get right-side up financially and a fresh start for our new marriage. We fell in love with the town the first time we saw it and know that God will use us and bless us there.

In the course of 8 weeks here's what all is going to happen:
1.) move my apartment to NE at the end of July so Titus has a home to live in during August.
2.) move the rest of my stuff to my parent's for me while I live with them during August.
3.) potentially sell Titus' KS house and pack up everything there.
4.) find a new house in Norton, KS and move our KS belongings to that house.
5.) plan our wedding
6.) Titus starts his new job August 1st.
7.) I will transition out of my job at Colorado Ridge
8.) I am looking for a new job in Bridgeport.
9.) all the details of the parenting plan will be worked out for Titus and the kids' mom

I think that's the bulk of it. So yeah - I guess it's a little bit hectic...but like I said - it's all good stuff. There is just so much good stuff going on!

My life has almost always been busy. In fact, I prefer it that way. But even someone who thrives on the busy reaches their max, and I think I'm pretty close to that limit.

7 weeks to go. I think I can handle that.

Oh, the changes, they are a coming!

2009-07-11T10:12:00.001-05:00

I sit here on this Saturday morning, digesting the many long conversations I've been having in the past couple of days. My entire world as I know it is about to change in the next two months. And I never thought I'd get excited at the prospect of moving to Nebraska, leaving the job I love at the church, or moving three hours away from my home town. But I am more than excited, I'm ready!

Starting this weekend and into this upcoming week, I will be packing up my apartment. My goal is to have everything boxed and stacked by the time we get ready to load the trailer on the 31st of July. Yes, the cattle trailer will once again be used to move my stuff to a new location. I will spend the first weekend of August getting our little house in Bridgeport set up with all my goods from my apartment here so that Titus is set up for the month he will live there alone before our wedding...I will be spending that month before our wedding in my parents basement.

As for the wedding, things are coming along well. I have decided to have my amazing friend, Amanda, sew the dresses for the girls. The pattern is selected and we go Monday to find the material. My goal is to have them made and mailed by the end of the month so that the WI girls can try them all on to make sure they fit and give us time to make adjustments if necessary. But my to-do list is getting smaller and I feel much more confident after pricing food and putting together a budget.

But the job...that's the one area of change I'm the least sure about. I am leaving a job that I have loved for seven years. I have been through some of the best and worst experiences of my life at this church. And the thought of leaving my job - not to mention the church - is something I haven't let myself think about too much. There is too much to do to transition out that I can't think about how much I'm going to miss the people and the work. Right now, I have no idea what and when I will start working in Bridgeport. I am confident God will provide something for me...I am praying for that now.

All these changes that are coming can be a bit overwhelming at times. But I continue on day-by-day doing what I need to do and preparing for all the changes that are coming in the next eight weeks.

Catching Up

2009-07-08T13:12:00.000-05:00

I have been severely slacking on posting blogs and pics in the past couple of months. I'm blaming it on my boyfriend...and the fact that we've been busy traveling to find him a new job, getting engaged, family reunions, and all my family around. We are now gearing up for the craziness that will come over the next couple of months.

Yesterday we went to Bridgeport, NE to find a house. While we are not going to buy a house right away, we decided to rent. In Bridgeport - there is literally only one house to rent. So, we are going for it. I will post pictures as soon as I can...but it is a small two-bedroom house about 750 square feet. Tiny to be sure...but our first home together. And the best news is that we can go month-to-month until we get our feet under ourselves and figure out what we want to buy.

The plans for the wedding are coming along...and my dress is here! I will try it on tonight and see if it fits! I'm so excited. It is starting to become real.

I will share much more over the next week or so...but it is all going to happen fast in the next two months. Praise GOD that He has provided for us every step of the way.

My Engagement Story

2009-07-08T13:11:00.000-05:00

So many people have been wondering just when I would get engaged. This past week, Titus asked me to marry him. With tears in my eyes I said, "Of Course!" Here's how it happened...

Every year my sister and her husband and three girls come out for a week in CO. This year, it fell right after the big family reunion and Titus had his two kids out here as well. His two kids and my three nieces all hit it off great and were fast friends. On Monday Titus took my niece Aimee, and his daughter Madi (both age 10) to the mall to pick up my ring. That's when the planning started.

On Thursday we had our traditional day in the mountains. We went to the Alluvial Fan in RMNP like usual. Titus asked my mom if she could watch the kids while we went for a walk. We climbed up some rocks until we reached a large rock right next to the water fall. I looked down and saw my dad with the video camera. Titus tried to distract me by kissing me. It worked! When I looked back down this i what I saw:

Each of the five kids holding up a sign reading: Sarah Will You Marry Me?

I started crying. Titus got on one knee, took the ring box out of his pocket and asked me to marry him. My response was "Of Course!"

It was the most perfect proposal I could have imagined. Private and yet involving his kids and my family. I only wish my brother could have been there to celebrate with us!

We will be celebrating our the beginning of our marriage surrounded by our immediately family in a private wedding in September.

Thanks to all of you for your love and support!!!

The Bird

2009-05-16T19:12:00.000-05:00

I was please to see the other day when I opened my door that there is a bird nesting in the tree in our court yard. I have a front-row seat to seeing the bird sitting on her eggs and, when the babies hatch, watching them in the nest. Should be a fun spring!

Julian Drive coming in Concert

2009-04-02T12:53:00.001-05:00

Julian Drive has shared the stage with bands like Rush of Fools, David Crowder Band, Newsong, Big Daddy Weave, Day of Fire and a host of others.

Producer Lynn Nichols declared, "Julian Drive's music represents the heartland of America in style, and the heart of God in spirit. The unique style of their music is a product of Julian Drive's blend of all their musical and spiritual influences."

Join us as welcome them in concert for one night only!

$5 at the door.
Wedensday, April 15th
7pm
960 W. 124th Ave, D800, Westminster, CO 80234

There's Still a little Cowgirl in me...

2009-04-01T20:35:00.000-05:00

Last night I helped feed the cows. My dad and neighbor rent about 80 acres from Boulder County and run about 30 cows and put up hay each year. This time of year we start having babies and as of last night, 19 calves were running around kicking up their heels. We used the neighbors new tractor to pull the flatbed of hay bales. Dad climbs on back and I drive the tractor in "granny-gear". This is where I first learned to drive a stick shift. Not on this tractor, obviously, but my dad's old green and white GMC truck when I was 16 years old. I learned how to slowly let the clutch out and push down on the gas without killing the engine. This fancy new tractor made my job so much easier. I was so excited, I had dad take a picture of me in the cab of the tractor. I enjoy getting out there once in a while still and helping dad with the cows. Enjoy!

Thanks for the Tickets!

2009-03-26T14:48:00.001-05:00

No zoom required. Check out the view from our seats at the Avs game last night. Thanks to Pete & Tia for the tickets! We had a great time...even if the Avs lost 7-2!

Just another Snow Day...

2009-03-26T14:30:00.000-05:00

So - I have been saying for over a week that we were due for a snow storm. Many people (o.k..maybe just one guy from Kansas) didn't quite believe me until I told him we were getting dumped on today. I think it has more to do with his desire to come to CO this weekend to see me than it does with his actually doubting me. Because even though this storm may be out of here tomorrow...it still has to pass through Kansas before he can get out here.

I braved the roads this morning to make it to the office. I was soaked before I even got to my car from my apartment building. My hair fell flat against my face, weighed down by big, fat, white snowflakes. My snow boots (yes, I wore boots) kept my feet nice and toasty warm and dry. But in true Sarah fashion, I didn't put my coat and gloves on - although they were with me in my car.

But now, I am back home. I made a nice yummy pot of creamy potato soup, put on my warm jammies, and snuggled up on the couch with my laptop. Believe it or not, I have done some work - what I can do remotely. But mostly I'm just glad I don't have to be out in this weather right now.

Tomorrow is another day. And I will have to brave the streets to go sit with Marie. But, as always in Colorado, we'll just have to wait and see what the morning brings.

I live in an apartment building with an enclosed courtyard so the snow piles up without the wind to blow it around. Check out the table and benches...my guess - about 2 feet of snow.

The view from outside my bedroom window.

God at the Movies returns April 19th!

2009-03-20T16:43:00.000-05:00

For as long as I've attended Colorado Ridge Church, I remember the series God at the Movies. We all watch movies - I know I do as often as I can - and I love seeing how these movies can be used to share part of God's story with mankind. And this year, I am very excited. I have seen two of the three movies already - and I'm excited to watch the third movie. I would encourage you that if you are within driving distance, you should come and check out this great series. And if you are not - at least check out these movies.

Here's how we are marketing the series at church!

Let's face it, we watch movies all the time. But did you ever think that God could be saying something to you through them? Come experience movies in a new way - it might just change the way you view God.

In this three-week series we will look at:
Peaceful Warrior starring Nick Nolte
Henry Poole is Here starring Luke Wilson
Dark Knight starring Heath Ledger

Pics from our trip to Boulder

2009-03-06T12:02:00.001-06:00

With the Sleepytime Bear at Celestial Seasonings Factory tour.

In the gift shop after the tour.

Titus & Dad outside the Leanin Tree museum.

Titus and I on the donkey in the museum sculpture garden.

Kissing my man.

Ride 'em Cowboy!

All of us huddled in for a pic!

I am so blessed

2009-03-06T10:50:00.000-06:00

It's been about a month since Titus and I have officially been dating. And it has been an absolutely amazing month. Every day, I am more impressed with him than I was the day before. Every conversation confirms what others saw long before I did. This man loves God with all his heart, soul, mind, and strength; and he loves others as he loves himself.

We met through E-Harmony last August. By mid-september we were communicating regularly and talking on the phone several times a week. Then in mid-october Titus made his first trip to Colorado. I knew immediately that we would get along. But I wasn't interested in anything other than friendship at first. Titus had a very difficult 2008. His wife of 10 years left him and his world was turned upside down as he realized that the divorce was a reality and he would only be able to see his children five days a month. I was cautious, but after five months prayer, friendship and faithful pursuing on his part, I realized this man really was ready to move on. He is the most impressive man I have ever met. His heart is humbled before God in a way I have rarely seen before. God has brought him through a most difficult experience and he is a better man for it.

Our future together excites me. I cannot wait to meet his children and see him interact with them as only a father can. There are very big logisitcal issues that have to be resolved as we work to discover where our future is going to lead us, but we know the God we serve is bigger than any of out obstacles.

As part of our Rebuilding series at church, Ryan spoke a few weeks ago. He talked about overcoming obstacles in our lives. Titus and I can both relate to that in our lives the past couple of years. And God has brought us through. Ryan asked the question, "Which is bigger? Your God or your obstacle? Your faith or the situation?" Titus and I both believe in a God who is bigger than any obstacle we may face. He has brought us this far together and we are confident He will work out all the details that are yet to come.

I am so blessed. I have a God who loves me beyond comprehension and a man He gave me to care for me on this earth. I have a family who supports me in every thing, every day. A church full of people who care for me. And a group of girlfriends who are my biggest cheerleaders in my life. What more could I ask for?

My weekend in Natoma

2009-02-16T18:31:00.000-06:00

This weekend I was part of one of those annoying couples that usually drive me crazy. You know the one I'm talking about. The couple who hold hands over the table while waiting for their food or steal kisses walking down the street. Yep, that was me. And it took me somewhat by surprise.

When I met Titus last fall, I knew he was a special man. Over the past five months he has been pursued me faithfully and I have fallen the man he is and desires God to continue to help him become. There were so many things about him that continued to impress me, that even though I didn't immediately feel that "spark", I knew I couldn't just walk away either. So when we planned for me to take this trip back to visit him and see him at work and meet his friends, I was excited and nervous at the possibilities. It somewhat felt like a make-it or break-it weekend.

Thursday night I pulled into Plainville, KS to meet Titus for dinner. I was nervous and anxious as I got closer. But as soon as I saw him and got out of my car, all of those fears melted away. Now, not only do I have the attraction to the man, I have the "spark" I was looking for. I feel as if I had blinders on so that I would fall for Titus and now those blinders have been taken off and the physical attraction is the icing on the cake.

We continue to pray that God is at work in our relationship. There are many logistics that have to still be figured out. But we are confident that God has everything in His hands and we will continue moving forward and trusting Him.

Titus hard at work at his desk in the morning.

Then I took over his desk in the afternoon to get some work done.

Titus coaching his J.V. basketball boys on Friday night.

A Bit Overwhelmed

2009-02-02T18:38:00.000-06:00

At the moment I am feeling just a bit overwhelmed from the last week. Overwhelmed in a really good way. I have so many things I want to write about...but haven't had a chance to talk them out first. So, I wait, thoughts spinning in my head.

I have always read just about everything I can get my hands on when it comes to relationships. And last week I watched a program on the science of attraction. I was very intrigued, and want to write something about that.

Then Saturday we had a retreat at church for women. I could not take notes fast enough, and had a couple of conversations that day that may very well be a turning point or if nothing less a defining moment in my life...and I want to share more about that.

But for right now, I will leave with this. I am still convinced that great new things are coming my way this year and I am very excited to share them as they begin to develop.

My Saturday Afternoon

2009-01-24T12:44:00.000-06:00

So, today I sit with Marie once again. She is an elderly woman with whom I sit a couple times a month. It gives me good time to read, catch up on work, news, and my blogs. And today, I am trying to figure out what the next few months will be like for me. I am trying to figure out my budget.

This is always a stressful exercise for me. I know it is necessary, but it is something that always frustrates me that I have to go through this alone. Math was never my specialty...I can do it - but it takes so much energy for me. As I sit here and list my expenses and try to make sure everything balances, I wish I could fast-forward 12 months and see the improvement that I know will come. But it is a slow process, month-by-month, to see the positive changes in my finances.

I cannot deny that even though things are tight, and I'm not sure what all is going to come the next few months, I am confident in one thing. God has always taken care of me. So, even when I get frustrated or worrisome, I know that ultimately God will provide.

So, now, I will stop distracting myself with all the fun things to do online, and get back to the hard work before me...math, blah...

A New Season

2009-01-21T17:03:00.000-06:00

The past few weeks I've tried to decide if I had anything worth sharing in a blog. I guess the answer was always no. I've felt very spiritually dry the past month. I think December did me in more than I realized. And the start of a new year has been good in that way. But I've felt like I've been spinning my wheels until this past week.

There are some very cool things going on in my life right now, and I feel like I'm making that turn toward a new season in my life. First off, I have found a renewed joy and calling to my job at the church. There isn't anywhere else I could see myself right now. God is doing some amazing things in our midst, and I am thrilled to be here to witness them. But we are also looking to start a Sunday night service, which I would love! And I get to be a driving force behind that. The thought completely terrifies and excites me all at the same time.

Secondly, I have a relationship in my life that is teaching me so much about patience, and God's goodness to me. My time with this person has grown my faith in leaps and bounds. I know prayer is just a phone call away when I need it. Or if I need to vent or cry or rejoice, he is the first person I call. I should just put the number on speed dial.

And finally, I feel like I have moved on from the pain and hurt from last year...or I guess more accurately, I'm moving on. I am shocked at how long this has taken. And I'm still scared to rush into anything new too fast. But for the first time in about 6 months I feel like I'm making steps forward. And that is a good feeling.

I lived in my cool Broncos shirt

2009-01-01T11:45:00.000-06:00

Happy New Year! This morning I sit on my couch, the TV squawking in the background. I have taken more time off to relax in the past five days than I have probably all year. It started Christmas Eve night. After a wonderful Christmas in a Stable, I realized I could finally relax and release the tension I had felt for the many, many weeks leading up to Christmas Eve. I spent the next three days sleeping and enjoying conversation with my family and good friend TC. There were a couple of nights that we "kids" stayed up till the early hours of the morning, talking about everything important, and even the frivolous things in our lives.

I learned how important it is to take the time to forget about everything else and spend time with those I love the most. And take care of myself. Catch up on sleep, relax, enjoy good times and good food. But I must admit, I am anxious to get back to work and start the new year. But it was great to live in my Broncos t-shirt and yoga pants for a few days.

Momma, Sarah, & Cody

This was Cody's idea.

Casie, TC, Sarah & Cody....late Christmas night

I love my cheesey smiles!

2008-12-30T23:07:00.000-06:00

With Kristen

Christmas in a Stable

2008-12-24T21:38:00.001-06:00

Tonight my heart is full. I am sitting all snuggled up under a blanket, warm, and conversation of my family sitting around the living room. Today, was a great day.

My morning started off cold and tired. I had hoped and prayed that all our months of planning and preparation had worked. All my to do items were checked off, our trucks were loaded, and I was following Ryan to the stable for our Christmas Eve services.

It was a harried morning. Last minute changes occurred, but there were no major catastrophes. After about four hours of setting things up, we started to greet friends, families, and visitors alike to our unique venue. As they walked passed the horses in their stalls, families found their seats and prepared to take in the experience.

The service started off with Dave Villiano on violin. Some of the most beautiful music I've heard. Then the band joined him to start off with some familiar Christmas carols and hymns. The singing was balanced with a reading from the book of Luke and a brief Christmas message from Eric.

And then it was over. Wow. How the day flew. We tore down and loaded everything back into the trucks and drove home. My heart is so full...so thankful. God was at work today in every way. From the weather, to the volunteers, to how smooth everything went, to the very people he brought to the services.

We had so many volunteer who gave of their hearts, their time, their talents today to make this happen. I am always amazed at how our church comes together as a family and makes these events something to truly remember. It was an amazing day. Amazing day!

My 30 something mind

2008-12-20T14:45:00.000-06:00

Over fried mac and cheese and spinach dip last night, Jenn and I decided that we are too old to fall for young love. Let me explain. It seems that we both know people who are young, in love, and married when the circumstances around them shout out to wait! Like still living with mom and dad because you have no place to live yet. Our 30 something minds say "let's get some things squared away first before we start this life together under our parents roof". But that's the key - our 30 something minds. We would never do something like that now.

At 31 I have learned (I hope) to balance being independent and still needing someone in my life. Even the past couple of days shed light on that. I hate having to make certain decisions by myself, and I can ask others opinions and thoughts, but ultimately, the decision comes down to me. And it just doesn't seem right. Somewhere in my head and heart I feel like there should be someone here to make these decisions with me. Building a life alone can be a tiresome and lonely experience.

I've grown up a lot this past year. I guess in some ways I have had to, much to my dismay. I always thought I'd be the naive one who would fall head over heels for some guy and be swept off my feet. But now I'm the one taking things slow, thinking with my head, and seeking counsel of those older and wiser than me. So not my typical reaction. But I have no choice. Do I want to suffer another heartache like I did this year. No. Do I want to hurt someone unnecessarily? No.

And so, I continue to wait. I continue to put myself out there and experience life the best that I know how. And I trust in the end, God's got it all figured out and this time will some day make sense.

My Work Desk

2008-12-16T15:47:00.000-06:00

O.k..so this gives you an idea of what my desk sometimes looks like. Three computers, all with a different function in my work life. Yeah...I love it.

Wonderful Weekend

2008-12-16T14:30:00.001-06:00

Despite the sub-freezing temps in WI, my weekend with my sister's family was great. Friday was spent doing some shopping - what else would we ladies do? We enjoyed all our favorite spots and even ate lunch at Chilis. What can I say - we know what we like! But it was during our trip into Walmart that I spotted this sign. This is how people keep warm in Wisconsin during the winter!

Then Saturday was another flurry of activity with Christmas rehersal for the girls followed by a basketball game for Aimee. All the while, little Abbee was sick. It started during slumber party with Aunt Sarah on Friday night. She was soon over it - a 12-hour bug - and back to her bouncy self before we knew it!

Sunday was spent dealing with Ashlee now sick and trying to make the day fun for the girls. Mom and Dad went to Milwaukee to see a concert, so we took the girls to see a movie. Big treat for them! We saw BOLT. Cute movie. Didn't quite keep the attention of the five year old...but they enjoyed the outing just the same.

It may not have been a very active weekend, lots of normal running around. But we loved every minute of it. I tried to soak in my nieces laughter, hugs, snuggles, and general energy as much as I could. And of course, there were so many moments of laughter with my sister. I will never view the 20Q game the same after our "adult" incident with one at Kohls. I was laughing so hard I had to sit on the ground. I never laugh like I do with her.

My Hot Date...

2008-12-14T23:27:00.000-06:00

The other night I met a tall handsome man while walking through a local neighborhood. We hit it off immediately. I look forward to seeing him again soon. But in the mean time, I'll just enjoy our picture!

We Pulled it Off!!!

2008-12-11T23:41:00.001-06:00

I can't believe we did it!

Today Mom and I flew into Milwuakee and drove the hour and a half north to surprise my sister. Every year her church does a special Christmas service for the women at the church. Mothers and sisters gather with loved ones for a special dessert and program at the church. Every year my sister sits there with women she may not know, her longing for her family magnified. But this year, Dad decided to send us back to be with her. And we decided to surprise her.

As we drove into the driveway, our excitement peaked. We have been planning for six weeks, and keeping the secret was not easy. But it was worth it. Ted told Melanie to close her eyes and we walked into the kitchen. Mom leaned down and said "Who loves you, babe?" in Mel's ear. Her eyes flew open and she focused on mom. Tears immediately started flowing...from all three of us. Mel was so excited, so overwhelmed. She said it felt like she was dreaming.

The program was so beautiful. A sweet and wonderful reminder of Christ at Christmas. Great dessert. Great conversation. Great music. It was a wonderful evening.

I look forward to the next few days as we enjoy the company of my sister, her husband, and of course, the three little ones! I cannot wait to spoil my nieces and soak in all their smiles and energy.

Man, what a great start to this trip.

2008-12-08T15:48:00.000-06:00

refine

Main Entry:: re·fine
Pronunciation:: \ri-ˈfīn\
Function:: verb
Inflected Form(s):: re·fined; re·fin·ing
Date:: 1582

transitive verb
1 : to free (as metal, sugar, or oil) from impurities or unwanted material
2 : to free from moral imperfection : elevate
3 : to improve or perfect by pruning or polishing <refine a poetic style>
4 : to reduce in vigor or intensity
5 : to free from what is coarse, vulgar, or uncouth
intransitive verb
1 : to become pure or perfected
2 : to make improvement by introducing subtleties or distinctions

Today I looked up the word "refine". It came to mind and I was curious about the definition. I've thought a lot about how God refines us. I've seen emails going around of the refining process and how that compares to our process spiritually. But I was struck by something when I looked up the definition on Miriam-Websters dictionary online. One word stuck out to me.

"free"

That's it. Free. When something is refined, it is freed from something. I always viewed the refining process as removing something from an object...but this definition seems to imply that it's more of a process of freedom.

My first thoughts on this as I consider my spiritual journey this past year is a yearning for freedom. A freedom from my base nature. A freedom from living my life the way others want me to live. A freedom to be the woman God created me to be. Pure and simple. I want God to continue to refine me. To remove the parts of my life that are ugly and mean. To free me from thoughts that are not of Him. To free me from chains that He did not put on me. To free me from my own insecurities.

The harder I try to do this myself, the further down I slip. The more bound up I get in my own world. But the more I turn to Him as the Refiner, the more freedom I will experience.

What a Weekend!

2008-12-08T10:26:00.001-06:00

This past weekend I had the chance to enjoy a couple of really great events. First, was our annual Christmas party for our Arbonne team. What a great group of women and men! We enjoyed wonderful food, great conversation and laughter, and dancing! Our wonderful Mercedes sales man, Rod, was there to join in the celebration...he's like a part of our team! We love Rod.

With Mom & Dad at the Arbonne Party

With Rod, our Mercedes "guy"....

But, the best part of the weekend came on Sunday afternoon. My friend, TC, came into town. He's a KC Chiefs fan, and I, of course am a Broncos fan. So, for my birthday, TC bought us tickets to the game. I LOVE being in Mile High Stadium during Broncos games, especially when you have a 4th quarter like we did on Sunday. Division games are always full of rivalries and so much fun! We had GREAT seats, and the weather was perfect. It was truly a memory I will never forget.

View from our seats...it was amazing!

Prayer circle after the game...players from both teams...

TC & I

NE Trip Pics

2008-11-29T20:51:00.000-06:00

Mom, Dad, & Me

My Cousin Sheree & Her amazing boy Kaden

most of the cousins..Kyle, Cory, Brian, Sheree, Hannah, & Me

yep...the thorn between two roses...Brian with Sheree & I

my lovely cousin Sheree....

beautiful baby boy....Carter Bruce. My cousin Molly's little baby!

What we do best...

2008-11-25T23:57:00.001-06:00

I just snagged this pic from my new sister-in-law. This is a pic of my Melanie and I at our brother's wedding reception in September. I don't have a clue what we were laughing about...but as sisters, laughing with each other is what we do best.

I am thankful...

2008-11-25T12:04:00.000-06:00

It has been a big year for me. I think back to where I was and what I was doing last Thanksgiving. I feel like I've lived a lifetime since then. A year ago I was in a relationship that was not right for me, our church still was in the process of looking for a lead pastor, I was about 30 lbs over weight, my relationship with God was on the back burner. I'm sure I can think of many other things going on in my life this time last year that are now drastically different.

This year, this Thanksgiving, I am thankful for so many things.

I am thankful that God has loved me and brought me through heartache. I am thankful for the time I had to experience the joy before the heartache.

I am thankful that our God brought us a wonderful lead pastor, and that God has sustained our church through two really tough years.

I am thankful that God has provided for me each and every month, and even provided above and beyond my expectations at times.

I am thankful that this Thanksgiving I get to meet my cousin's new little boy - Carter Bruce.

I am thankful for new friendship God has brought my way...and the many, many, continued friendships.

I am thankful for Adrienne, I don't know how I would have gotten through the past six months without her. God has blessed my life through her in so many countless ways.

I am thankful for a better understanding of health and a more disciplined lifestyle.

I am thankful for my parents - what shining examples in so many ways...of love, marriage, parenting, healthy lifestyles, blessing their family in countless ways, 60 years of life...i could go on and on...they are amazing people.

I am thankful for a new sister-in-law and a "little" brother of whom I am so proud.

I am thankful for a sister who is my best friend, her husband who supports her, and my three nieces who make my feel like the proudest Aunt Sarah ever!

While there are still some big struggles in my life, God has shown me this past year that we can get through anything together. I am most thankful for Him and His continued love.

Made my day...

2008-11-13T22:22:00.001-06:00

Today I filled my car with gas for $1.89 a gallon...totally made my day!

Chilly day in CO

2008-11-10T12:42:00.000-06:00

They say we may have 3-6 inches of snow by the end of the day. It hasn't started snowing yet, but it's cloudy and cooler than it's been in a while. It's Colorado...anything's possible.

But for this cooler day I'm sporting a great new sweatshirt...check it out.

Thanks to TC from KS for bringing me this sweatshirt this weekend...just in time. You are a wonderful friend!

"Flat Stanley"...weekend in Colorado

2008-11-09T23:36:00.000-06:00

Last week my cousin Sheree called me with a simple request. Her son, Kaden, is in a preschool class and now they are learning about the Post Office. Part of their project is to send a paper doll to a relative out of state, via the Post Office, for a vacation.

My part of the project is to take pictures with Flat Stanley through out my weekend to show how he spent his weekend.

We started with a trip to the taxidermist where mom works.

Then Flat Stanley went for a ride on the tractor with dad.

Checking email...

At an Arbonne Holiday Product Open House...
Trying some of the SKY for Men!

Getting ready to take a walk just outside of Boulder...

Check out the rocks behind us!

cheesey faces with Jim at Karaoke...

Flat Stanley jamming with Travis during rehersal...

check out my desk at work.

The Cactus Moon

2008-11-07T20:25:00.000-06:00

When I was a senior in high school I went dancing just about every Sunday night at either the Grizzly Rose or the Cactus Moon. For six of those months I went with my then boyfriend, Chris. In March of 1996 Chris broke up with me. I honestly don't remember why, but I do remember one night shortly after we broke up. It was a Sunday night, and not being one to let someone else ruin a good time, I got ready to go dancing like normal. I had heard that a friend's older brother would be there, and I had always had a crush on him. So I mustered up my courage and went out. Later in the fall of 1996, during my freshman English writing class, I chose to write about that night. Here is an excerpt from that story.

ENG 101: 12/13/1996

"The scene inside was the usual. There were men lounging at the bar, a beer in their hand. As I walked by I winked... The horseshoe shaped dance floor provided ample seating along the railing. Every so often you would see puffs of smoke reach for the ceiling.

I tried to find Kevin's table, but it was occupied by a couple I did not know. My heart sank when I realized that he probably was not there. I turned to go. At that moment my favorite song came on. I ran to the floor to join everyone in the dance. Maybe I would stay for a while anyway.

Just as the song was ending I felt a hand on my shoulder that caressed its way down my arm. Before I could object I found myself in the embrace of a strong man. As the grey felt hat appeared before my eyes I knew it was Kevin. He had come after all. I was so excited that I turned right around to make sure it was him. He gave me his award winning smile and kissed my cheek.

The rest of the evening was a whirlwind of dances with Kevin. My feet hurt by the time I had to leave, and I was out of breath. We were finishing a slow dance to a famous love song by Garth Brooks when Kevin politely asked if he could hold me closer and kiss me. My heart raced at the feel of his lips against mine. Nothing could ruin this night now.

We turned to leave the dance floor and my eyes caught the stare of my ex-boyfriend, Chris. Kevin and I walked right past him as if he were just another cowboy. But as we did Kevin put his arm around me and kissed me. I felt the burning stare of Chris blazing into my back. I could have died right then and died a happy woman."

So there you have it. That was a good night. The kind of story you only read about or see in movies...but it is one that I'll always have tucked away in my memory.

Fourteen

2008-11-02T20:56:00.000-06:00

I went to a Christian Day School for Kindergarten through 8th grade. I spent those nine years with mostly the same people. This is important to note as I continue with this story. One of the people I spent all nine years with was a boy named Andy. From the very start, Andy & I had what my mom called a "love/hate" relationship. More often than not, we loved to hate each other. But in those rare moments of love Andy started asking me out every semester starting in 4th grade. I finally said "yes" fall of our 8th grade year. Actually, I probably would have said "yes" in 4th grade if my mom hadn't intervened.

I remember that day as a 4th grader clearly. I came home from school and told my mom that Andy had asked me out. She promptly told me I was too young to have a boyfriend and I had to call him and tell him I couldn't go out with him. I was so embarrassed. I still remember sitting on the edge of the bed in my room I shared with my sister. We had a white old fashioned style rotary phone, trimmed in gold. My hands shook as I dialed his phone number. My voice cracked when I told him the news. Then, after I hung up the phone, I started crying. Fast forward four years and by the time we entered 8th grade, hormones were flying everywhere. For some reason when I was passed the note asking me this question one more time, I decided to answer "yes".

Going out in 8th grade doesn't mean much - at least it didn't for us. It meant that we hung out on the playground at recess and called each other on the phone from time to time. But we were going out for both my birthday and Christmas, which as any single person knows - no matter what age, it's nice to be with someone on those special days.

As with most young relationships, ours didn't last long. You can see that things were already starting to go south after Christmas of 1991.

"December 29, 1991: ...Andy is bummed. He told me that even the Lord won't help. It hurts for me to hear him say that. So much in my life is going on it seems Christ is the only help. Andy doesn't see it that way. oh, well...I'll pray for him."

Shortly after, our brief relationship was over. By the end of the year we were able to remain friends. I have always had a place in my heart for people that I've felt I could help in some way. And Andy was no exception that year. At that time in my life, I thought that if we were together I could some how help him through whatever was going on in his life. This is what I wrote later that summer of 1992.

"July 13, 1992: ...Today I sent a letter to Andy, nothing like the last one. This one is more discreet and hopefully will get a response. I want to get with him to have fun and maybe we can go out again. He & I have so much fun together."

All I can say is that I was fourteen years old. Thankfully, I have learned a lot about myself, about men, and about relationships since then. But, we all have to start somewhere.

What was I thinking???

2008-10-30T14:01:00.000-05:00

Last week in an email I included two little excerpts from my diary when I was eleven years old. They talked about how tough life was at eleven years old and I wanted to make sure that if anyone ever read those pages again, that message was clearly communicated. These lines from 19 years ago brought a smile to my face. The response to this email was a request to see my thoughts at age 25. While I'm sure this was more a response than a request, it got me thinking.

I have been writing thoughts and prayers and ideas in a journal since I was about 9 years old. I have always loved it. Now, with the world of blogging, often my thoughts end up here, rather than on real paper. So, last night I sat down once again as I have so many times before, on my apartment floor, surrounded by my journals of all sizes and colors. These pages contain my innermost thoughts for the past 19 years. I started pouring over one of the journals from about five years ago. I was fascinated by a couple of things.

First, I have come a long way in my life. God has been good to me and faithful in bringing me through so many obstacles and fears and challenges. It was encouraging to see some of the areas I use to struggle with, I don't as often any more.

Secondly, I have been praying for some of the same things a really long time. There were common themes throughout this journal, that I'm sure I would find in my current journal, or journals from previous years. I guess that's a good thing. I keep coming before God with all my requests.

So what? Well, I was armed with a green highlighter last night. I started marking phrases, lines, and even whole entries that grabbed me. Some thing that shows where I was and what I was thinking at those times of my life. What were my thoughts on relationships, my job, my family, my roommates (when I had some), and so many other things. Over the next couple of weeks, I will be sharing excerpts from my journals. I think it will be a good exercise for me to go back and see just how far I've come. And I hope in sharing my struggles and victories, others will be encouraged that we are all living our lives the best way we know how.

My Crazy - Scary Dream

2008-10-29T13:22:00.000-05:00

I awoke just before 6am this morning with the most horrible image still in my mind. I had a bad dream, and I couldn't go back to sleep. I tried turning over, I tried shaking my head, I tried convincing myself I had an hour and a half still to sleep and I just needed to get over it. But the most awful feeling invaded every part of me until I could no longer take it. I got up and pulled out my laptop and started working on the program shell for church on Sunday. Something to keep my mind off of the craziest dream.

There were elements to this dream that came from a movie I watched on Saturday night. In the movie Max Payne there is an elixir that is used and causes hallucinations and ultimately causes people to kill themselves...or some how be killed. This element was in my dream. Only the person giving me the elixir was my mom.

In my dream I was 30 years old, as I am now, but back in my childhood bedroom in my parents basement. I had somehow become aware of people taking this elixir and ultimately dying. My mom came to my door and said she had something for me. She tossed me this tube that looked like lip gloss. But when I held it up I realized it was this elixir. My mom came to my bed side and told me I had to drink this elixir...that it would help my migraines. I pleaded with her to not make me take it. I knew it would kill me. She said, o.k....until tomorrow. I pleaded again and again to not have to take this elixir. She wouldn't listen to me. I got up and began shaking her shoulders, pleading the whole time. Then, frustrated, I threw her up against the closet doors and she dropped like a rag doll. I walked from my room to find my sister standing there asking what was going on. I told her what happened and how I think I may have killed our mom.

This is when I woke up. When I told my mom about my dream today, she didn't want me to blog about it at first. While we both know it's only a dream, it's a horrible feeling...and I know my mom would never do anything to hurt me...and I certainly wouldn't try to kill her. But this dream has shook me to my core, and has plagued me all morning long. A friend told me his only advice was to pray...and that's what I've been doing. Praying that this feeling, and these thought don't haunt me into my bed again tonight.

Don't know what to say...

2008-10-27T19:23:00.000-05:00

Usually thoughts and ideas are easy for me. Normally I can talk or write on just about anything, and just about any time. But not tonight. I feel like there is something inside that I need to get out...but I don't know what to say. I strangely feel mute. So many things are swirling around me - around my head. I feel like I'm about to explode, but I can't seem to figure out where to start. It's almost as if someone put a gag on my brain, and while I really want to express something, I am being held back. Maybe it's just overload from my day. Maybe it's distraction from the TV in the background. Maybe it's competing thoughts about what just studied in my Bible and the battle over whether or not I should go to the gym before I meet Jenn. Or maybe, it's just my idea that I should have something to share, when really, there's nothing that needs to be shared. Whatever it is, I hope this feeling passes soon.

My Red Boots

2008-10-23T16:15:00.000-05:00

Today I brought them down. Sitting so pretty on the top shelf of my closet for almost six months, my Red Boots called my name this morning. I grew up wearing cowboy boots, but they were rarely for fashion. They were practical boots that could be worn anytime for anything. But these boots are different. They are your classic cowboy boot style, and they are red.

I bought these boots earlier this year for one of the "Great Dates of '08". They were worn to a Tracy Lawrence concert at the Rose in May. After that night, they sat in my closet, waiting to be taken out again. I haven't been dancing since then, and with summer showing up shortly after the concert, I immediately switched to sandals. But today it was below freezing when I woke up, so I thought it was a good day to pull out the Red Boots once again. And I'm glad that I did.

What are your dreams?

2008-10-22T16:15:00.001-05:00

"We cannot achieve our wildest dreams by remaining who we are." John C. Maxwell

This quote literally fell on my desk a few weeks ago. In the mail I received an invitation to host a simulcast for a leadership conference next spring. This quote was in bold letters on the flier. It caught my attention immediately. I've been thinking quite a bit about dreams lately. And my life. And where the two intersect - if they do at all right now.

I wasn't raised to have big dreams. My family is amazing and the biggest supporters of my life. But there was always a strong sense of reality in our family. A strong concept of work hard, live a good life, and don't rock the boat. So when I wanted to perform on Broadway, the reality of where we lived and our lack of resources to put toward that life overshadowed my dream of dancing in A Chorus Line. I quickly accepted that dance would have to be a part of my life in other ways, and have enjoyed dancing and performing at the extreme local level most of my life.

But there are other dreams that I have and would love to see come true. And I think sometimes it's easy, at least for me, to fall back on the idea that I have good life and the concept of "don't fix what isn't broken." But what if it's broken and you don't know it? What if the idea of settling for a good life, rather than going after your dreams and leading a great life is a broken concept for me?

Then how does this idea of what Maxwell says come into play? If I remain who I am, what dreams will I be giving up? What kind of life will I be settling for? If what he says is really true, then one could suggest that unless I am truly willing to welcome change into my life and to who I am, these dreams will never come true.

That's a scary concept. But not as scary as the idea of not seeing some of my dreams come true. I have dreams to be married and share my life with someone, so see the world, to be present for the big days in the life of each of my nieces, to own a home where I can raise a family, to share my life and the experiences and lessons I've learned in a published format. These are just a few. And honestly, I'm not sure how many of them could be achieved unless I am willing to step way out of my comfort zone, shed the ideas of who I am based on what others think and my past, and blaze a new future. All the way trusting that the God who put these dreams and desires within my spirit will provide me with everything necessary to see them come to fruition.

Tacos in Tecate

2008-10-20T15:47:00.001-05:00

One of the highlights of our trip to Mexico this weekend came Saturday night. We had Brandon & Nate, two Americans who work on the ranch, take us into Tecate for tacos. I have heard how amazing these tacos are from a friend who was a house mom for 5 months at the ranch last year. But I had no idea what to expect. We pulled up to the taco stand and found our spot. I ordered three tacos on flour tortillas with everything. The meat is cooked fresh on a coal burning grill right there. The flour tortillas are cooked as they are needed. There was a woman in the back taking the mixture, making the tortillas, and cooking them and then bringing them to the front where they assembled the tacos. The tortillas were filled with chopped carne asada, onions, guacamole and salsa, and wrapped in paper. And of course, you cannot go to Mexico without getting a cold Coca-Cola in the bottle. I sat down and took my first bite. Amazing! So fresh, so full of flavor. I quickly consumed my three tacos and Coke and sat back to watch everyone else.

Our group took up nearly the entire seating area of this small outdoor patio stand. But there were others enjoying their Saturday night tacos as well. Families, laughing and greeting friends as they walked into the patio. Then, a father and three children walked in. They were dressed with sharp black pants and vests and crisp white shirts. The father played the guitar, the two boys drummed, and the little girl played her tambourine. They sang two songs, dancing as they entertained us. I wanted to get up and dance with them! Then after they finished, the little ones came around looking for tips. It was such a treat! They moved on after they made their rounds and everyone returned to their conversations.

Once we were sufficiently full of tacos, we climbed back into our vehicles and headed back. Brandon saw a churro cart on the corner and pulled over. We all climbed out of our vehicles and walked to the corner. The elderly gentleman greeted us with a smile. His wife said hello to our group. We all ordered a bag of churros - about 15 churros for $1.50. He used a hand crank to squeeze the dough into the oil. Once fried, he scooped them out and put them in a bowl. Now it was his wife's turn. She covered them in sugar and cinnamon and put them in the bags. I bought two bags (one for me and one for Adrienne) and took my first bite. It could quite possibly be the best thing my lips have ever touched. Sweet, crispy, hot, fresh, delicious. We hung out on the corner as we all enjoyed our churros. The night life in Tecate was starting to come to out. A sports bar around the corner opened and music spilled onto the street. Cars cruised by, their owners honking and calling out greetings to those standing on the sidewalks. Family after family stopped to pick up their own bag of churros.

The reality of our two long days of work caught up with us and we all crawled back into our vehicles and headed back to the ranch. But a new tradition was started that night.

Swinging a Hammer

2008-10-20T15:20:00.000-05:00

The group...

Last night I arrived home from a whirlwind trip to Rancho de sus Ninos. This orphanage, affectionatly called simply "the ranch" is just off the highway between Tijuana & Tecate, Mexico. Over the past four years, since I first visited the ranch on a mission trip with high schoolers, this orphanage has found a place in my heart. I have been back a handful of times. Each time, I feel like a part of me has returned home. It is a unique place. I have written about this orphanage before - after our trip this summer. This time was different.

For the first time in the 21 year history, the orphanage has the supplies and money for a project before the groups arrive. They have been given a very generous donation to finish building the new day care buildings needed before their lease is up in just about a year on their current location. So a group from our church headed down late Thursday night and spent the past couple of days hammering on a new roof and hoisting beams for support for covered porches.

Friday we unloaded 45 trusses and carried them into the building, flipped them upright, and nailed them in place. Crazy heavy work. Then Saturday in to Sunday morning we layed plywood sheeting on top and hammered them into the trusses. This is a long and grueling process. My knees are sore and bruised from kneeling on the sheeting while nailing it down into the trusses.

yep - those trusses weren't there before we got there...

Mark & I nailing blocks in place between the trusses...

Me - on the roof...tool belt and all

CJ, McKenna, and me...it was a moment of downtime...what can i say???

When we weren't working, we enjoyed eating with the kids on the ranch. I sponsor two sister in House 4. It is always a joy to see them, and love on them. Alejandra is alway ready with a smile, hug, and "Hi, Sarah!" Yaqueline is more shy at first, but warms quickly. She speaks more English and we are able to chat a bit by lunch on Sunday.

We headed back across the border on Sunday afternoon. Of course, no trip to the orhpanage would be complete with out a stop at In-N-Out Burger on our way back to the airport. We checked in for our flight with two hours to wait. I found myself sitting at a bar, sipping a rum and coke and chatting with some of the guys about the trip while we watched the last game of the ALCS and Sunday night NFL.

Our flight home was smooth and uneventful. I crawled into bed early this morning and fell asleep without any trouble.

This trip was something that I look forward to doing again soon. The building we worked on will one day house kids who would other wise be locked up in their house or left wandering the streets while their parents work 16 hours a day in the factories. It provides them with two meals a day and loving women to care for them. What a great day it will be when they can open these doors to even more kids who need to hear that God loves them.

Where's the nearest beach?

2008-10-09T17:21:00.000-05:00

After today, I'm seriously considering a trip to a foreign beach. Somewhere my cell phone and computer won't work. No texts, no emails, no online options whatsoever. Just me, and God, figuring out what is going on and getting back on track.

This morning I woke up with a migraine. About 5:30am I found myself in the bathroom, throwing up. That's how I know it's a bad one. I took some Advil and drank some water and went back to bed. Finally, I started feeling better and decided to go into work. It was a busy and prodcutive morning.

At lunch I drove over to Wendy's to get some chili. A great choice for our cooler day today. As I pulled around to the window, I could tell something was not right with my car. One of my tires was flat. I grabbed my food and pulled into a parking spot. Sure enough, I had a flat...actually, one of my tires was so worn, it split. Tomorrow my car is scheudled to get four brand new tires. I called Ryan, one of the guys I work with, to come and put my spare on. He did and I went across the street to put more air in the tire. By the time I got there, the already low spare had come off the rim. I just sighed, called the towing company and had them take my car to the shop today.

I finished out my day and hopped into the "Green Van". Our church owns a 1987 Ford Conversion van. We call it the "Love Van" or "Cheech". This is my ride home. The foam lining is coming off the ceiling, the metal a-frame signs we put out on Sundays sliding every time I turn a corner. I pulled into the liquor store just around the corner from my apartment. For some reason, after my day, I just want a cold Coors. I find my selection and take it to the counter. The sweet lady asks for my ID and tells me I look young. Thanks, I say. You must be happy, she tells me. Happy people look young.

Well don't that beat all?! I just smiled, thanked her, and laughed once I got back in the van. Right now I'm in my pajamas, a cold beer sitting close by, getting ready to finish the program for Sunday morning. I know this is just one of those days we all have. And I know that God got me through it and will help make tomorrow a better day. Even when I don't realize it or feel it, He is with me in day like this.

What I witnessed tonight

2008-10-08T22:20:00.000-05:00

At high school group tonight, there was only one girl who came in my group - so we decided to go to Starbucks and catch up. We were enjoying our drinks - her a hot green tea - me a delightful Carmel Apple Spice. Our seats outside were the perfect spot for people watching. At night, you can see perfectly into the coffee shop...and the Kinkos next door. We sipped and chatted for a few minutes when this student paused as she looked into the conference room at Kinkos.

"I think this guy is getting fired," she said. I turned my attention to the conference room inside the Kinkos. Sure enough, there was one man sitting behind a desk, leaning forward, looking down at the sheet of paper. His face was intense, you could tell he was talking loudly and his hand came down on the desk as he made his points.

Contrasting this man is a man sitting on the other side of the desk in a Kinkos shirt. He was sitting back in his chair with his hand over his mouth and at times covering more of his face and his eyes. Sure enough, he was being talked to, and it didn't look good.

But just when we thought we had it figured out, the most interesting thing happened. These men both leaned forward, folded their hands, and began praying. I immediatley shot forward in my seat to get a clearer view of the first man. Sure enough, they were both praying. After their prayer, they stood up, Bibles in hand, and walked out the door.

So now, I have no idea what they were talking about. But my curiousity is peaked and I'm replaying all kinds of options in my head. I don't know what I witnessed tonight, but it was the most peculiar event I've seen in quite some time.

Something to Chew On

2008-10-08T14:45:00.000-05:00

Today we received an invitation to host a simulcast for a leadership event next spring. On the flier was this quote. I'm pondering this today and will write more soon...

"We cannot achieve our wildest dreams by remaining who we are."
John Maxwell

If you are looking to laugh

2008-10-06T22:29:00.000-05:00

Last night I enjoyed the company of a very good friend for a movie and dinner. At 5:50pm Adrienne and I found ourselves sitting down to the opening previews for our movie, Ghost Town. I wasn't sure what to expect. All the reviews I had heard and read said it was funny. But I don't always agree with movie critics. In the mood for a light-hearted good time, I settled in as the lights dimmed.

I was not disappointed. The premise, as described in the previews, is that Dr. Pincus, DDS, dies and is brought back to life during a routine procedure. When he comes back, he can see ghosts still haunting Manhattan. The chaos and story that unfolds from that point kept me laughing throughout the entire movie. There were tender moments that helped develop the story, and the humor was both smart and silly. While I enjoyed the antics and laughed a lot, there was a sweet message throughout the movie as well.

Take your friends, your spouse or S.O. and enjoy some laughs and a fun story.

Recovered

2008-10-05T16:12:00.000-05:00

I'm sitting on my couch, listening to music on myspace and watching the Broncos play. I feel like I have recovered from my long weekend in PA. It was amazing to me how much energy was drained during Cody's wedding. I guess it was much more emotional that I had anticipated.

I am loving that fall is upon us. This is the time of year when I pull out the Harvest candle from Yankee, snuggle under blankets with cold air coming in the windows, and begin thinking about all the yummy crock-pot meals I've been craving. I know many people look to the spring for a fresh start and renewal, but this year, I look to this fall to provide a new spirit within.

This week I start up another Beth Moore Bible Study...and oh, how I need it. My time with God has not been what I want it to be lately. I think that I let my busy schedule, and dealing with my own feelings distract me from the source of my strength and energy. I am praying that God renews my heart and mind in new ways...ways only He can. My heart is healed. God has been faithful. I truly feel like after all the struggles professionally, relationally, emotionally, and physically the past year, God's provision, faithfulness, and guidance have been what has pulled me through.

God is Good, All the Time
All the Time, God is Good

Back Home...

2008-10-02T13:17:00.000-05:00

Our trip home from PA is one that I will remember. It was another 16 hour or better day to get back to my own bed. After a 3 hour drive to Baltimore, we found ourselves on the plane to Memphis. We actually landed ahead of schedule, which was good as we only had 30 minutes before our next flight left. We made a quick stop to pick up a deli sandwich and boarded our small plane.

This plane reminded me of the puddle jumper I took from Chicago to Milwaukee. Thirteen rows long, four seats wide, and one flight attendant, Judy. We took off and I waited patiently for the announcement that it was safe to use our approved electronic devices (aka my ipod). But the announcement didn't come. Then we heard a loud "thunk". The pilot came on saying that they had problems with our gears and that they now have them in the lock-down position and we will be landing again in Memphis in 5 minutes. People start getting upset and complaining - as if there is anything we can do about this situation.

Once back on the ground we are told that they will have to try to find us another plane, which they were able to do. So after waiting for an hour and a half, we are once again airborn and heading for Denver. I'm sure I fell asleep during the two and a half hour flight home. We landed, and found the shuttle to our car. As we went to pay for our car, we were told our reservations were for another lot. Frustrated and to exhausted to fight with them, we paid the money and went home. I fell into bed about 2am Wednesday morning.

It's good to be back home. My apartment is a mess, and I have lots of laundry to do. But at least I'm home, and I'll have lots of time tonight to get things caught up.

One More Day

2008-09-29T19:23:00.000-05:00

I think all the late nights and early mornings finally caught up with me. Knowing I didn't have to get up early, and we had no major plans today, I slept in this morning. The sound of family coming into the house and getting breakfast going finally got me out of bed.

After running some errands around the big town of Altoona we decided to head over the mountain to the crash site of Flight 93. I have been to ground zero and was curious how this would compare. Obviously it doesn't receive the coverage that NYC does, but it was a great trip non the less.

We pulled into the parking lot for the temporary memorial site and found a spot. It was just at 5:30 and the sun was just about ready to set. There were others at the memorial as well. Right now the memorial is a small fenced in area with a shelter containing books showing pictures and dialouge of what happened that day. Outside there is a wall made of wood and chain link fencing where people have left t-shirts, hats, liscence plates, toy box cars, and all sorts of other memorabilia to honor these people. Around the fecncing were lots of stone monuments that reminded me of headstones. In the far corner flew the American flag next to a rugged cross. Down the center of the memorial sat benches. On each plank of the back of the bench was a name of someone who was on Flight 93. We sat for a few minutes on these benches. All was silent. The sun was low in the sky, peaking out behind a few clouds. The breeze blew, snapping the flags overhead. Birds flew overhead, calling. It was a reminder to me that this is the middle of a field. Off to the left is the farm house and buildings. I'm sure their world has changed since that day in 2001.

We started our trip back home. All six of us squeezed into the pickup. The colors are really starting to change and the view out the windows was amazing. Such brilliant reds and oranges.

Now we are back at Cody's. We're all checked in for our flight home tomrrow, directions back to Baltimore are written down, and we are settling in for what will hopefully be a great Monday Night Football game between the Steeler and the Ravens. The trip is coming to a close. It has been a great weekend full of family and fun, moments and memories to last a lifetime. I don't want to leave, but I am ready to go home.

Gettysburg

2008-09-28T22:08:00.000-05:00

Well, with the wedding behind us we decided to become tourists. Cody & Casie needed and wanted a little time to themselves, so the families took off for Gettysburg this morning after breakfast.

The trip took us through some beautiful mountains. The color on the trees has turned even more since we arrived just a few short days ago. And after getting slightly turned around in Gettysburg (who knew the Visitor Center was different than the Military Visitor Center?) we found ourselves, tickets in hand, for a new film about Gettysburg. This is the grand opening weekend for the new visitor center and museum. They have a new film called The New Birth of Freedom playing at the museum. Narrated by Morgan Freeman, this film captures the events leading up to the Battle at Gettysburg and the significance of this battle in about 20 minutes. I learned so much! If only you could see something like this in High School American History class. It talked about the financial and political risks taken by Lincoln and the Union to fight for the freedom of slaves. Truly remarkable.

After the film we headed out of the visitor center with our newly purchased guide book and started following the signs for the Auto Tour. This tour, accompanied by our CD's took us to fifteen different significant sights on the 24 mile trip around the battle field. It really was such a wonderful experience. The roads created for the tour take you mainly along the battle lines between the Confederate troops and Union troops. You can look to your left and right and see monuments built to honor all the infantries and brigades from each state engaged in the battle. It helped you get a sense of how many men from as far south as Florida and as far west as Minnesota were involved in this war. I'm not sure I can put into words what it was like to stand in the same place as these men who fought so fiercely for what they believed. In many ways these fields have not changed significantly since those July days in 1863. Yet, as we drove, we wove in and out of the town. It made you realize that this battle didn't take place somewhere outside in a field...but literally right in someones back yard. In fact there is a museum in town that was once a house and the site of the only woman who died during this battle. She was killed by a stray bullet while baking bread.

After our three-hour auto tour we were hungry and ready for a bite. We found a cute little Italian place and enjoyed a lovely meal of Stromboli, manacotti, and lasagna. Sufficiently full, we headed home.

I am looking forward to a great night of watching What Not To Wear, blogging, catching up on emails, and enjoying the peace in this house for one more night. Tomorrow, we are going to visit the crash site of Flight 93 in Shanksville and then maybe head toward Hershey, PA and see if we can find some Amish shops along the way. It should be another great day as tourists!

Just Look at You Girl

2008-09-27T23:24:00.000-05:00

Today my little brother married the love of his life, Casie Marie. When I first met Casie a few years ago I could tell that this one was different. The way Cody looked at her and talked about her, I knew. They were engaged last summer, and after some very difficult living and work situations, they have landed on a great ranch in PA, where today they were married.

The morning passed in a flurry of activity. The girls got their hair done in town, the log cabin had to be decorated for the dinner and reception, the cake and caterer came bearing their goods. Before we knew it 3pm was upon us and a small group of family and friends gathered in the barn as the soundtrack to Lonesome Dove played in the background. It was a simple and beautiful wedding. I had tears before the ceremony began. I had tears during the ceremony. And I even had a few tears later at the dance. To see my nieces all dressed up - looking so beautiful! And to see the look on my little brother's face as he saw his bride for the first time in her wedding dress. Moments like that just don't come along twice.

Amidst all the picture taking, guests began enjoying food and conversation. The group was intimate and most everyone knew everyone else. There was much laughter as we enjoyed our roast beef and ham with all the sides. It felt more like a family reunion than a wedding reception.

As the evening progressed we began to dance. Cody & Casie started us off with their wedding dance to Chris Ledoux's Just Look At You Girl. I couldn't help but tear up again. My little brother...my Cody...married. It just doesn't seem real. To see him hold Casie, to whisper in her ear, to show affection the way only a man truly in love can for the woman he loves. It was amazing. To see the gentle heart he likes people to think doesn't exist...but we all secretly know is there. It was a moment I'll treasure.

As was the time I spent on the couch with Abbee. I was walking by the darkened room when I saw my niece laying on the couch. She was all alone looking down. I went over and asked if I could sit with her. As we lay on the couch together she curled up next to me, her head on my chest and her hands in mine. I leaned down to kiss her head. She looked up at me and said, "I love you Aunt Sarah." Wow. Precious. Just the two of us, sharing a moment, curled up on the couch together. Another sweet moment while activity and music was all around us.

Moments like this happened all night. Seeing my mom and brother dance to Elvis. Having my dad ask me to dance with him to Alabama. Watching my brother-in-law dance with his oldest. Having conversations with new people and those I've know for a while now. Just a night full of moments and memories that will forever be remembered.

The First Day

2008-09-26T22:31:00.000-05:00

So, I started earlier wanting to write about the day...but realized I couldn't really do that until the end of the day. Now I'm tucked away in a bedroom at Cody's house in PA. It has been a wonderful first day here for the wedding.

The weather in PA this weekend is cool, foggy, and drizzle. Not what Casie had wanted for a wedding in a field. But there is a back up plan. And you can't really complain about this weather.

The ranch is tucked away in a valley. The leaves are just starting to turn shades of purple, brilliant red, and soft yellow. It is so peaceful here. Rolling hills and open fields boxed in by trees as far as you can see.

Since the weather isn't ideal, we will have the wedding in a barn. Still very cool. Today we set out hay bales for benches and a horse drawn cart flanked by bales with lights strewn on them. Then the ladies put together a couple of flower arrangements using boots for vases. Yes, this is a very casual and very country wedding. And it seems so fitting for Cody & Casie.

Tonight dinner was up at the big house. Or maybe I should say the big log cabin. The people who own this ranch where Cody & Casie live have just finished a log cabin up the hill that over looks the valley. It has enough double beds to sleep 36 people comfortably. So all the family and friends in from out of town have a place to stay right here on the ranch.

As I sat tonight enjoying our delicious steak dinner, I looked around. I have only just met some of these people, yet felt like I was among family. The house smelled of good food, and conversation and laughter were all around. I watched the face of my oldest niece as she talked with one of the other kids. Her eyes danced as she listened to the story he told. All three nieces have made quick friends with the other kids as they rode 4-wheelers and played Wii all day long.

Then tonight, before heading back down to the house I'm staying in, I snuggled with my dad. Yes, I'm 30 years old...and yes, I just admitted I snuggled with my dad. I leaned my head on his shoulder and curled up next to him. Our arms and hands intertwined, I listened to his breathing and the conversations around me. I don't get many chances to just be like that. Savoring the time with family all a flury around me. It was a precious moment.

Tomorrow will pass too quickly, I'm sure. We'll be up, getting hair done, putting finishing touches on the cabin for the reception, getting everyone dressed and ready for the wedding. But I look forward to being here tomorrow night, writing and sharing about the day my little brother gets married. There may be a few tears on the keyboard, but that's never stopped me before.

Baggage Claim...

2008-09-26T17:22:00.000-05:00

Yesterday we traveled for 16 hours before we landed on the doorstep of Cody & Casie's house. Our flight from Denver to Minneapolis was uneventful - and early. We left DIA at 6am. But the ride from Minneapolis to Baltimore was a bit more stormy. In fact the landing was very rough. I normally don't mind turbulence, but this was longer than I anticipated and I was just ready to land.

Casie's brother was traveling with us, but on a different flight. While he landed within minutes of our flight, it took nearly an hour for his bag to show up. While we waited, I took advantage of the time to check out people in the airport. You get to see all kinds when you travel. I miss not being able to see people say good-bye and hello like you used to...but baggage claim can prove to be a riot!

While I waited for Eric (Casie's brother) I had lots of time to see all the other people. I decided that the creators of TLC's What Not To Wear need to just camp out in the airports and ambush people for makeovers.

There was the lady who was obviously in town to visit her grandkids. They came running up to give her a hug. Her daughter was casually dressed in jeans and t-shirt. Grandma was dressed in a short skirt, heels, and a sassy zebra print purse. The outfit really wasn't all that bad...it was just that Grandma should not have been wearing it. But it was so great to see everyone greet each other with hugs and kisses. I love that!

Lots of business people on Eric's flight. And a group from Australia...looked similar to what we would call Girl Scouts here. But then, I saw the best one of the day. I was amazed by this man. I watched him to the point where I'm sure people thought I was staring. I just couldn't get past what I saw.

He came walking into the baggage claim area like he owned the place. His off the shoulder ivory sweater first caught my attention. It was from the 1980's and had large, bold squares and circles on it. And he carried a quilted sun and moon tote. It looked like he grabbed something from his grandmother's closet. When I tried to explain this to my family they asked if he was a cross-dresser. No, it wasn't that kind of dressing like a woman. It was as if he didn't realize the outfit was made for a woman. But man - I applaud his confidence as he walked through the airport.

I could go on and on. And everyone knows I'm not a fasion expert. But I'd like to think I can put together and outfit and wear it well. I dress for the occasion and like to look presentable even when I'm running errands.

But this kind of stuff facinates me! I love to see what others wear, how they interact with people, what they do when they have to wait for luggage.

So next time you are in an airport, don't rush to get your bags. Take some time to enjoy the people around you. It takes all of us to make this world work...so enjoy it!