My Barefoot Living

Christmas Decorations

2011-12-24T13:46:00.000-06:00

I have had a blast decorating for Christmas this year.

Love that you can see our Christmas stockings hanging in this picture...

And my new favorite thing is this old door. It was going to be a coffee table until it was deemed too fragile to cut. So we propped it up until we could decide what to do with it. There it has stayed and for now we have decided to leave it and display our Christmas cards.

I just love this time of year!

Rest

2011-12-20T09:38:00.000-06:00

I decided in September to take a break from blogging for a while.

This season in life has been busy.

This was one area that just needed a rest.

I have missed it, but resting was required.

Today, I'm wading back in. Ready to share thoughts, photos & what's gone on in our lives the last few months. Ready to return to some barefoot living....

Friday Freeze Frame...

2011-09-23T07:34:00.000-05:00

is vacation this Friday. Check back next week for our weekly Friday Freeze Frame.

MMP - revealed...

2011-09-21T04:00:00.000-05:00

Here is Monday's Mystery Photo again.

Here is a different shot. Yep, that's a bee, and we all know that bee's make honey.

Which is wonderful, when it's found in what is in this bag.

Candy Corn, just another reason to fall in love with Fall.

You can rest assured a bag of this does not last long in this house!

Monday Mystery Photo

2011-09-19T04:00:00.000-05:00

Here is MM Photo -

This one's gonna be too easy!

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-09-16T04:00:00.000-05:00

Last Saturday was the Calhoun County Fly In, here at the airport. It's pretty cool that the kids get free airplane rides. Laney was passenger #600 for her pilot. Apparently, it's a pretty big deal.

This was also Morgan's first plane ride. She was beyond excited. She was too young last year and was mad that her sisters got to fly and not her. Madison opted out this year. She endured last year and seemed to have the attitude she had done it once, and that was enough!

Here, Mo's settling in.

Laney's loving the fact she's riding in a garnet and gold plane!

There they go!

Madison and I stayed home and cleaned house, so we missed all the fun and excitement. Ralph then took the girls by my Grandma's to take care of a few things and while there Morgan got stung by wasp. She had at least 6 places where she was hit. Ralph and Laney thought a snake had gotten her the way she was screaming, but alas it was just a nest of them she had stirred up.

"It was the best and worst day ever!" was what Morgan called it.

By Sunday evening I could tell she was having a reaction to her stings. Her leg was twice the size it should be and hot to the touch, so Monday found us heading up to the Doctor. This is how Morgan wanted to dress.

I do not know where the child gets her sense of dress - definitely not from me!

Answer to Monday's Mystery Photo

2011-09-14T04:00:00.000-05:00

Monday's Mystery Photo....

I was very impressed that I had several people guess the right thing!

It's a twig on grapevine wreath, hanging on our front door.

My Mom and I actually took a class at Shiver's Florist last year and learned how to make these.

Speaking of my mom, I need to say a big "Happy Birthday" to her today!

And I'm definitely ready for what this photo says. So ready for fall!

Monday Mystery Photo

2011-09-12T04:00:00.000-05:00

Happy Monday everyone....

Good luck on this one!

So my kids will know....

2011-09-11T04:00:00.000-05:00

My children were too young to remember that day. Our oldest, Madison was 18 months, Laney was 2 months old and Morgan would not be born until 2003. Two of them watched it, but will not remember and were not aware of what went on that day.

The terms, "Ground Zero" and "9/11" are a part of their vocabulary. Those terms, have always been a part of their vocabulary. They do not know the world without this, and here we are, a decade from that day. It is still unfathomable that something like this could happen, by choice, caused by human beings against other human beings.

Today, I write so that my girls will know what they were doing that day. That day, from my perspective....

Tuesday morning, it begins early, as usual per our energetic 18 month old. There is so much to get done today. Doctor's appointment. Packing for a trip to Florida for Ralph's sister's wedding. Mom's birthday is in 3 days. Making sure there are enough diapers for the 18 month old and our 2 month old. My to-do list may get the better of me today.

Where am I going to find all the energy to get this all done?

OK, focus Michelle, you've got to get yourself and the two little ones ready to head out the door for your appointment. How is this going to work taking both of them for my appointment? Oh well, it has to be done and Ralph's gone to a meeting in Colquitt. It is always fun keeping Madison occupied and entertained in a waiting room.

You can do this, Michelle.

Zipping around, breakfast is done, 45 minutes before I need to leave. I might actually be on time. "Today" show is playing in the background. Interesting, they are reporting a small plane has flow into one of the Twin Towers. How did that happen? The sky is clear and beautiful there. That's weird.

For some reason, I feel compelled to call Ralph on his cell. I tell him that they are reporting a plane has hit the World Trade Center. It can't be due to bad weather, the skies are so brilliantly blue there. He is busy and not quiet sure why I am giving him a news report. Oddly, I do not know why I felt the need to call and tell him. It just seems like important news to share.

Focus, Michelle, you've got to change Laney and get her dressed.

Half listening to the TV, Matt Lauer and Al Roker are talking. I'm listening to them try to figure out how this plane has hit this building. Then Al Roker says, "Oh my God, the other one has been hit."

The world around me seems to stop. In an instant, with one comment, I know the world has changed forever. I feel the panic begin to swell. These are not accidents. There is just no way. Not two planes. Not two buildings, a few minutes a part.

I do not want to leave to go to the Doctor. I want to stay, not move, be glued to the TV. Ralph calls and tells me to go. The panicky feeling is growing, not subsiding. Are there more? Who would do this? I am hurriedly getting the girls strapped in their car seats, trying to stay focused on the task at hand, but I don't. I realize half way to my appointment Laney is simply sitting in her car seat, she is not buckled in. I pull over on the by-pass and buckle my 2 month old in.

I am sitting in the waiting room. Everyone but Madison is subdued and quiet. The nurse calls me back and as she is taking my vitals and weight I hear the other nurses conversation. They are saying a building in Washington DC has been hit and there is a possibility that another plane has gone down. All flights are being grounded.

As I hear this, my one thought, "Has the whole world gone mad?"

Now we are sitting in the exam room, waiting on the doctor. This seems so trivial when it is apparent the world is falling apart. He comes in, goes over my blood work. Tells me to quit drinking sweet tea, eating fried foods and lose another 15 lbs. I sit and just nod my head. I do not even defend the fact that I have a 2 month old in a car seat right beside me, that I have given birth to, after I gained over 90 lbs. while carrying. The 15lbs. are insignificant. Thousands have died today, for what reason?

The rest of the day is spent in front of the TV. Watching as people jump from a burning building. Seeing the Tower's fall. Eyes glued to it. Mind not comprehending what the eyes are seeing. Heart is breaking for all those lost. Worry and fear have sunk their claws in deep.

Even as this day has changed life in so many ways, in so many others it has stayed the same. My girls still need to be fed, changed, rested and loved. Simple things and reminders that life is here in front of me and it does go on.

That day, I did hold my children tighter, tell my husband I loved him and made a choice that fear would not rule our lives. I want my girls to know that even though evil was meant that day, the stories of simple acts of kindness and huge acts of heroism are what need to be remembered about that day.

There is no way to explain to children why 9/11 happened in a way they can comprehend. Children inherently want to believe the best in people. Ten years later, I still can not comprehend what happened. But I am a firm believer in studying history so as not to repeat it.

May our children grow up in love, tolerance and acceptance....

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-09-09T04:00:00.000-05:00

It's funny how certain sounds, smells or seasons can trigger memories from the past. For me, the smell of freshly dug peanuts takes me back to elementary school. When my dad held passes to attend the local high school football games. He and I would go every Friday night that they played at home. I always associate the smell of peanuts with high school football.

Along those same lines, I also associate the hum of peanut dryers with cooler weather. Growing up we lived less than a half mile from the Altha Farmer's Co-op Peanut Mill. Farmers would haul their wagons, loaded with peanuts to the mill and there the wagons would be hooked up to dryers. During Fall, I would fall asleep with my windows open, listening to the hum of those dryers. Of course, then I would wake up with a stuffy nose and sore throat. Fall allergies, more memories.

Irish Spring soap makes me think of my great-uncle James. He lived in Cocoa Beach and we would visit him at least once a year. I loved going to his house for the simple fact he had stairs! I loved climbing and playing on those stairs. He always kept everyone around him in stitches. When we would be walking in a department store and pass a mannequin, he would stop, face it and say, "Hello, dummy." To a five year old, you couldn't get more hysterical than that line. He always smelled like Irish Spring.

This week the road in front of our house was resurfaced. On the way to pick up the girls from school I had the windows down, and the smell hit me. That hot asphalt smell. I breathed deeply. It was the smell of my Papa's shirt. He worked so many years with the asphalt company, it almost was just an ingrained part of him. I cannot smell fresh asphalt and not think of him. And so, with that smell, it brought back a flood of sweet memories and a touch of sadness that his steady presence is not here.

This week I am thankful for the little things that trigger the small things in life we tend to forget. The precious memories that are so wonderful to recall.

For those who have made an imprint on our lives...

Answer to Monday's Mystery Photo

2011-09-07T02:00:00.000-05:00

Here is Monday's photo again...

This is what it is a photo of.

A handle.

A pretty worn out handle.

This handle belongs to this screen door. Only, it's not used as a screen door anymore. It is holding a mirror and hanging in our dining room.

Ralph found the door, a few years back and I held on to it. Waiting for the right project to use it. When we built our house I finally figured out what to do with it, and it became this.

I have always had a special place for screen doors. They remind me of my great-grandma. When I look at the one hanging in our dining room, it conjures up memories of a more simple time.

And it makes me smile....

Monday Mystery Photo

2011-09-05T02:00:00.000-05:00

It's Monday again, but at least this one is a holiday! So, here is Monday's Mystery Photo....

I really wish this thing could talk.

Answer to follow on Wednesday.

Happy Labor Day!

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-09-02T05:55:00.001-05:00

Driving into town this week I noticed a tree that stood out. I noticed it for a couple of reasons, one it reminded me fall is soon approaching. The other reason was it obviously stood out because of it's color.

Gold surrounded by a sea of green.

It caused me to pause and ponder a conversation I recently had with one of our girls. There was an incident at school where a person in authority made a comment to the effect, that my daughter had humiliated her by choosing to read a book. Long story short, my daughter did not realize that it was not the book she was supposed to be reading and she was the one who ended up being humiliated.

I found myself telling my daughter not to stick out in this class, so as not to draw attention to herself.

What?

That's not right.

Why shouldn't she stand out?

I do want her to stand out, for being a leader.
For making wise choices.
For working hard.
For showing initiative.
For admitting when she's wrong.
For not being a part of the crowd.

So, I told her I was wrong. I told her it was ok to stand out.
Stand out.
Be golden in a sea of green.
Be different.
Be you.

"Be yourself. Everyone else is taken." ~Oscar Wilde

And the answer is.....

2011-08-31T02:00:00.000-05:00

Here is Monday's Mystery Photo again.

There were several great guesses, but no one guessed this....

Yes, it was close up shot of Christmas garland.Yes, I've already started preparing & buying Christmas decorations. Besides, this was on sale at Hobby Lobby.

You realize it's kind of bad though, when you run into friends at Hobby Lobby and they start laughing. They had seen my buggy, but not me and were saying to each other, they couldn't believe someone was already buying Christmas stuff.

Yep, that would be me.

Monday Mystery Photo

2011-08-29T02:00:00.000-05:00

This one may look easy, but you're going to have to think outside the box on this one....

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-08-26T02:00:00.000-05:00

Monday began a new school year for our girls. It also began a new season in life for us - we have entered the middle school years. It's a place we will be hanging out until approximately 2017.

Did you hear that "whooshing" sound? That was Ralph taking a deep breath, when he looked at that number.

Here is Morgan on her first day of 3rd grade. I never have to tell this child to strike a pose.

Here is Laney, ready to tackle 5th grade!

And, here is Madison, our 6th grader.

Yes, that is hand sanitizer hanging from her belt loop. No, I did not let her go to school like that. I convinced her to hang it on her book binder!

They are all growing up...

I am very proud of the young ladies they are becoming. I am also looking forward to this school year and all that they will learn.

Here's to a wonderful school year - 2011-2012!

2011-08-24T02:00:00.000-05:00

Here is Monday's mystery photo again.

It's the stitching on Madison's new lunch tote. We have entered a new era, one that involves zebra print....

Welcome to middle school!

Monday Mystery Photo

2011-08-22T11:32:00.000-05:00

So, be specific and tell me what this is.....

Happy Monday, everybody!

Friday Freeze Frame - Summer 2011 Recap

2011-08-19T11:54:00.000-05:00

Summer 2011 is coming to end. Summer always seems to go by fast, in slow motion, if that makes sense.
Here's our summer in pictures (and a few words)....

Morgan, recuperating from having her tonsils out.

Making a fort in the living room.

Playing with soap, a tarp and water hose on what we called our "Redneck Slip N Slide".

Having milestone birthdays.

Hanging out with family & friends.

Playing in the rain.

Watching corn grow.

Green beans.

Tomatoes.

And lots & lots of mason jars.

Searching for Tinker Bell

Watching sunflowers grow.

Taking unknown roads and adventures.

Rainbows.

Braces.

And more slip N slide fun.

All that, plus hanging out with friends, swimming, volleyball camp, 4-H camp, hanging out with extended family, 20 year class reunions, reading & movie watching. Even though we did not take any trips, I would say that summer 2011 was great. Who could ask for more than a happy, healthy family to make memories with?

Answer to Monday's Mystery Photo

2011-08-17T04:00:00.000-05:00

Drum roll, please......

Yes, it's a leaf. I admit that I am ready to see some more of these falling. I am so ready for fall to be here! I also want to say, "Thank you!" to Ben Hall of B's Photo Inc for letting me borrow the lens I used to take this pic. It makes taking these mystery photos so much more fun, and the pictures are crisp!

Monday Mystery Photo

2011-08-15T06:09:00.001-05:00

So, what is this?

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-08-12T04:00:00.003-05:00

Reminders are good.

This week has been one of those weeks. You know, those weeks. Full of 'why bothers', 'really?' and 'I'm just not going to care.'

That's when I get reminded.

Reminded that if there were no storms, there would be no rainbows. No color.

Color is a wonderful thing.

Yes, reminders are good. They help me remember to be thankful. To be full of grace. To see, what can be.The promise of something beautiful, after the storm.For reminders, I will be thankful....

Answer to Monday's Mystery Photo

2011-08-10T04:00:00.000-05:00

Yes, the answer to Monday's Mystery Photo was corn roots.
Or toes.
Cause that's what they look like to me.

Such a lovely sight....

Especially when it's getting enough rain.

Love to look at rows and rows of corn.

And more rows....

Corn is my second favorite crop to watch grow. Wheat is first. Corn is just always fun to watch as it pops up and you can seriously hear it growing at a certain point.

It's just amazing to watch it change and grow.

Lovely and yellow.

Pretty and green.

I just love living in the country.

Monday's Mystery Photo

2011-08-08T04:00:00.000-05:00

It's Monday.

Again.

So, here is Monday's Mystery Photo....

Happy guessing!

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-08-05T04:00:00.034-05:00

Last week I had the privilege to go with Kim Stone to Blue Skies Ministries camp in Port St. Joe. Visit their website and see what BSM is and what they are doing for families.

I was helping take family photos and we were under a time crunch. The sun had came out for a short time, but clouds were beginning to set in again. It was evident it was going to rain soon. As I finished taking this one family's pictures, I happened to ask, "Is there anything else you would like a picture of?" To which the mom replied, "Yes, as a matter of fact. Could you take a picture of my hair?"

Of course I said yes and before I could ask why, she told me. In September, she is shaving her head.

Her long, beautiful, blonde hair.

To raise money for that terrible thing called cancer.

Wow.

She seemed excited about what she will be doing in September. She brought me her business card and a blue arm band with this quote "Bald momma's rock!" along with the website 46mommas.com .

Amy sharing her story touched me, so I asked her if I could share the link to her page and this picture.

She said yes.

If you want to support a great cause and help Amy reach her donation goal, please click here .

Answer to Monday's Mystery Photo

2011-08-03T15:10:00.002-05:00

Here was Monday's photo...

For those who guessed a sunflower, you were right!

I'm loving the sunflowers that are growing in our garden.

They add so much color and happiness. Plus the fact that I don't have to do any canning or freezing of them, is an added bonus!

Monday's Mystery Photo

2011-08-01T06:48:00.001-05:00

I think this one is going to be so easy.....

So, what is it?

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-07-29T19:50:00.000-05:00

Sometimes it is ok, not to know where the road leads.

Simply, enjoy the journey.

Answer to Monday's Mystery Photo

2011-07-27T04:00:00.006-05:00

Here is Monday's Mystery Photo again....

And the one person to guess it right (sort of) was Charlotte! She's pretty good at these. The photo is scroll work on a mailbox name plate, just not ours. It belongs to Ralph's grandparents.

Here it is.

I took this photo in January of this year. I had gone over to their place to take photos of Ralph's sister and family, and as I was pulling out of the drive I saw this and stopped. I could not help, but to think of all the letters this mail box has seen come and go. My family was the recipient of many letters from here.
Cards of encouragement.
Letters of family goings on.
Weather reports.
And always words of wisdom, kindness and focus on our Creator.

I was going through some old cards and letters the other day and ran across one Grandma had written, from at least 10 years back. She always cared what was doing in our lives.

Grandma (or Mom-mom as our girls call her) will be gone 1 year this week. I am so thankful for her influence in my life. I think of her when my youngest starts whistling a happy tune, when I hear a harmonica and when I see an armadillo. Her words continue to encourage and inspire with the life she and Grandpa had together.

Remembering and being thankful.....

Monday's Mystery Photo

2011-07-25T04:00:00.000-05:00

Here is Monday's Mystery Photo....

This photo was not taken in the past week. It was actually taken in January of this year. It is part of something that has me reminiscing this week.

So, what is it?

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-07-22T04:00:00.064-05:00

I was listening to 'talk radio' the other day. Something I rarely do, because 9 times out of 10 I wind up aggravated and wondering if we did more good instead of talking about more good the world might actually be a better place. But, I digress. This particular show was discussing this news story . And it got me thinking about the 10 Commandments.

They are found here....

In this chapter...

I started thinking, if we would all take these 10 simple steps to heart and follow them, the world would need less laws. Especially ridiculous ones like this. Really? There has to be a law for saggy pants? Or this. Legislation for parents to report missing children in a timely manner? That's what our world has come to?

I honestly do not think more legislation is the answer. I do however think following these 10 rules would make the world a better, safer place.

Listening to your parents when they tell you to pull your pants up would be enough.

"You shall not give false testimony against your neighbor." - no lying. Or murdering. Those would take care of Ms. Anthony.

The question that keeps running through my mind is this, "If we can't follow 10 simple rules, do we really need to be passing more?".

Just some thoughts to ponder.

Answer to Monday's Mystery Photo

2011-07-20T12:41:00.001-05:00

Here's Monday's Mystery Photo again.....

Here is the original photo....

Good job to Loretta, Charlotte & Shawn for guessing right! It's the underside of a mushroom.

After all the rain this weekend, our yard was full of mushrooms.

The girls had a fun time looking for Tinkerbell, and I had a fun time photographing.

I'm always amazed at the world around us and what we can see, if we'll just stop and look....

Monday's Mystery Photo

2011-07-18T12:54:00.000-05:00

Ralph and I thought it would be cool to have a Monday's Mystery Photo, of an image I captured in the last week, and have y'all guess what it might be.

Here is the first, of hopefully many more, Monday's Mystery Photo.....

Happy guessing.

Oh, and the answer will be revealed later this week.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-07-15T07:17:00.000-05:00

After going quiet a while without much rain, we've been making up for it the last week or so.

And we are thankful we have been getting rain most every afternoon. Of course it does interrupt the daily dose of the girls redneck slip-n-slide.

But one thing about our girls, they can adapt. When it rains, you just learn to play in the rain.
Unless there it is lightning. Then you learn to run fast onto the porch.
Then they stand on the porch and stick their hands out to catch water dripping off the eaves.

And they let water drip off their chins.
Cause, it just fun that way.

And they can give big smiles for the camera and pretend they like the sister they are standing beside.

Then turn back around and let the rain pelt them in the face, again.

Look, even Buddy wants to play in the rain.

Yep, rain is a good thing.....

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-07-08T04:00:00.000-05:00

How do you know when it's hot?

When the cows start standing in their water troughs, instead of drinking from them.

Yep, that's how you know it's hot.

Funny thing is, this is the second one in less than a week I've seen do this.

Smart cows, I could learn a thing or two from them.

Happy 10th birthday, Laney!

2011-07-04T15:16:00.000-05:00

Our Laney turned double digits, yesterday. As the middle child I think sometimes, she feels she has to fight to be heard and understood. So, when it came time to open her presents, well, she did it with zeal.

Paper flying everywhere.

Even looks like the paper is levitating.

Yes, she has a mind of her own.

Green is her favorite color and she loves drawing peace signs on everything. As I was decorating her cake, she politely informed me that I needed to extend the middle line. If I didn't, then it would be the symbol for Toyota and not a peace sign.

I have no idea how she even knows those things.

And that is one of the many reason I love her so. She's her own person and confident in that. My prayer is she will remain that way....

Happy 10th birthday, Laney-bug! We love you.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-07-01T04:00:00.008-05:00

I was able to ride along with a dear friend on Monday evening, to Seaside. First time I had ever been to the beach there, and while she was working, I walked the beach. Here are a few images that I was able to capture.

And then this...

Yep, I had a wonderful time, just soaking up God's creation and spending time with a great friend. Little reminders of how full my life really is.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-06-24T04:00:00.024-05:00

Friday Freeze Frame was started in part, because there are moments that I look at my girls and just wish I could freeze time.

You know those moments when you realize that forts made of blankets, strung all over the living room, those moments will soon be a memory.

Little girls will grow up.

And instead of playing the game of Life, they will be living it.

Trying to figure out which career path. Car payments. House payments. Husbands. Children. Living, life.

Where pink money will not get you a condo.

Where a boo-boo can't be made better with a kiss.

Where staying up late and giggling or fighting with your sisters, under a fort you made with blankets, will just be a memory.

Freeze frame.....

June 18, 1994

2011-06-18T04:00:00.021-05:00

June 18, 1994 - our wedding day.

I was thinking back and wondering what all that week held.

I remember spending Thursday night in what would be our new house, with 2 of my best friends, LeAnna Williams Hall and Jessica Tillman Brown. We stayed up all night watching movies and I was so thankful for the fun girl time we had, cause I slept like a baby on Friday night.

I remember coming home from the rehearsal supper turning on the news and watching the low speed chase that would become infamous - OJ Simpson running from the law. I remember wondering how their marriage could come to that.

It rained. The typical Florida, June thunderstorm and then it was gone.

Ralph's first words to me in my wedding dress, was "How's my hair?" I can smile at that now, that day however, well it involved tears.

I remember stress. Lots of stress. Things that I could control and things I had no control over.

We arrived at the reception with Ralph in the driver's seat and me in the backseat. My big, puffy dress would not fit in the front. Someone forgot and left us at the church. Looking back now, we should have skipped the reception and headed on to the honeymoon. I don't think anyone would have missed us!

Excitement. The idea of starting our little family, well that was something I had always wanted. I remember telling one of my 10th grade teachers that all I wanted to be was a wife and mother. One of my dreams was about to come true.

I remember wanting the "perfect" wedding, and almost letting little things ruin the day. If I could go back and tell my younger self some advice it would be this -
* Don't sweat the small stuff. Both during the ceremony and after. The wedding
celebration is wonderful, but the marriage and what you make of it, well that
is what counts.
* Life is short. Take the time to enjoy it.
* Don't try to change the person you choose to marry. God made them the way they
are. Accept them for that and you will see them in a whole new light.
* Love and Respect - enough said.
* Marriage - it's a choice every day to love someone, to work on the marriage,
to stay committed. It's hard work, but worth the effort.

I am so thankful Ralph and I chose each other, and that we continue to choose each other, so we can enjoy this....

And all the craziness that having 3 girls holds. Because we know that soon, they will grow up and begin their families, and we will be back to this...

The two of us, the way it started.

Happy anniversary, Mr. Yoder. I would choose you again.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-06-17T04:00:00.003-05:00

I was going through some files of pictures and found these.

I took them in December of last year.

I love the fact that just one part of a person, can tell so much about their personality.

"Your eyes are windows into your body. If you open your eyes wide in wonder and belief, your body fills up with light. If you live squinty-eyed in greed and distrust, your body is a dank cellar. If you pull the blinds on your windows, what a dark life you will have!" Matthew 6:22-23

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-06-10T04:00:00.045-05:00

You see this picture...

I took it late, Tuesday night. Tuesday morning, Morgan had her tonsils and adenoids taken out.

Doc said it was necessary. She was beginning to have throat infections every month. When he took them out he told me that they were full of infection and just gross stuff I won't go into detail here with.

I have to say, she was a trooper. If she was nervous Tuesday morning, she didn't show it. She was all smiles and ready to get it over with. Maybe the fact that she got to watch Disney helped lessen the anxiety.

The nurses allowed me to walk back to the OR room with her, where I handed her off to them. I watched as she held one of their hands and walked away with her kitty & blankie.

When surgery was over, Doc came out and told me she did great thru it. Then shortly after he came out, one of the nurses came and said she was waking up and crying. So, I followed her back to recovery and could hear Morgan crying as I walked down the hallway.

Which of course made me want to cry. But I didn't, because that would not have helped her.

The nurses were able to give her some meds to help with her pain, which in turn settled her down. And believe it or not, she hasn't cried since.

She has been drinking gatorade and eating popsicles, very well, even when it hurts.

And I have to commend the staff at TMH Surgery Center, they were awesome. They were helpful on what to do when we got home with her. They put her at ease when taking the IV out (they let her 'help'). And they put a smile on her face with this.....

They wrapped kitty's paw with the same type bandage they had wrapped her iv with.

It sometimes is the small, extra step that can mean the most.

Sometimes I do wonder....

2011-05-31T07:19:00.000-05:00

Even when I wonder who you'd be, I know I am a better person for having known you, however short a time your life was.

For that, I am thankful.

Happy 13th birthday, son.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-05-27T04:00:00.072-05:00

It's hard to believe another school year has come & gone. Here are pictures of the girls on the first and last days of school.

Morgan - August 2010

Morgan - May 2011

Laney - May 2011

Laney - August 2010

Madison - August 2010

Madison - May 2011

Yoder girls on the first day of school 2010


Yoder girls on the last day of school 2011

Being silly, while I'm trying to take pics. Gotta love 'em.

Madison assured me she was not going to cry during her 5th grade walk. She didn't. She did however break down when she got back to her 5th grade homeroom for the last time & saw her teacher, Mrs. Guilford. Which of course made me cry.

Words cannot express the gratitude I feel for this lady and the time and energy and love she poured into our daughter.

Thank you, Mrs. Guilford for preparing our girl for Middle School and for life.

So, another school year is finished. Another chapter is closed....

Wordless Wednesday

2011-05-25T15:11:00.000-05:00

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-05-20T04:00:00.048-05:00

Here's a "snap"shot of one of the things that has kept us busy this week.

Get it - "snap"shot...
*crickets*
We've been busy picking, snapping and canning green beans.

Ralph and I were talking this morning and he said that there would probably be 1 or 2 more pickings and the beans would be finished for the year. And I thought, wait we just started harvesting.

Then it hit me, there is an intense time of planting, then maintaining, then harvesting and canning that goes along with gardening. Then a time of enjoying the fruit, or vegetables in this case, of your labor.

Kind of like raising children. There are intense times, that lead to a hopefully happy fulfilled harvest (kids).

Madison is finishing her last week of Elementary School.
That means Middle School is next.
I didn't like Middle School when I was in it. I have a feeling I won't like it any better, parenting thru it.
But, that's ok. It's all part of the process of growing up

The key is to stick to it in the intense, difficult times and trust there will be a happy harvest in the end.

Friday Freeze Frame (a few hours late)

2011-05-13T16:14:00.000-05:00

This Friday's Freeze Frame is late.

I know, I know.

I can offer up all the excuses on why it's late - like Morgan's been sick and out of school for 3 days (true).

Or, Ralph had an encounter with a mad momma cow while he was on a 4-wheeler, that left him bruised, but thankfully not broken (also true).

Oh and for kicks he landed in poison ivy-which he's highly allergic too (yep, that's true as well).

Or a sudden rescheduling of a softball game, moving from Friday to Thursday (again, true).

Or, how about the fact Laney got her orthodontist work done this week and it's been a bigger adjustment than I thought it would be (true).

Or, I took an airplane to Ireland (Not true, just checking to make sure you were still paying attention. But I will tell you, my mom and sister are going this week and I admit that I am very jealous.)

Or a midnight call from the Sheriff's Department to let us know there were cows out in front of our house (true - again).

Factor in end of school activities, and well, I just didn't get it done.

There I said it.

I didn't get something done.

Guess what, the world did not stop spinning.

And it's ok.

Whatever big things, or small things come our way, our attitude will determine the outcome.

With that in mind, I say, "Let's eat steak!"

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-05-06T04:00:00.037-05:00

Last Friday, I had the opportunity to try something I have never done before. Ralph took me golfing.
Here Ralph is lining up, getting ready to make a swing.

Yes, he's still smiling. We found the key to enjoying golf together, was not to take it seriously. Extend grace to one another. And laugh. Laugh a lot.

Laugh when one gets in the sand, because inevitably the other will. I just don't have pictures to prove I was there.

Here I am taking my "baseball swing" as Ralph called it. I admit I had a hard time not treating a golf club like a softball bat. Let's just say I had plenty of holes to fill after I teed off.
Look closely at this picture. Do you see what I see?

Yep, that's the tee flying through the air. I am not sure it's supposed to do that, but mine did.

In all seriousness, we did have a great time. I think we may have found us a new hobby.

It was perfect weather, for a perfect date. I'm looking forward to the next time....

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-04-29T04:00:00.001-05:00

My life's journey has been enriched beyond my wildest imagination, because of the person I chose to marry.

Holding his hand as we walk through life's journey.

That's simply what it's all about.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-04-22T04:00:00.007-05:00

Something about an open highway reminds me of endless possibilities and opportunities. You just need to step out and begin the journey.

Happy Birthday, Ralph!

2011-04-19T04:00:00.002-05:00

Today is my husband, Ralph's birthday. I cannot begin to explain just how blessed I am to be able to call him my husband.

He is always the encourager.

Always the dreamer.

Always the positive attitude.

Always the get-it-done guy.

Always the composed one.

Always the one smiling.

He's all these things, and so much more.

That's why I pretty much think he hung the moon.

Happy birthday, Ralph. Your family loves you bunches.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-04-15T04:00:00.008-05:00

I know that the day is coming soon that the only thing that will be making this swing, swing, will be the wind.

So, for right now I am quiet content to watch these 3 adorable faces make the tree swing, swing.

I will let them enjoy the breeze blowing through their hair when they throw their head back.

I will cherish the giggles that escape from their lips, as they take turns swinging each other higher.

Because I know the day is coming when our little girls will become young women.
Right now, I will cherish these moments.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-04-08T09:00:00.000-05:00

Our girls have a favorite tree.

It's this one, and they call it the Bendy Tree because, well it's a tree and it's bendy.
I know, quiet original.

They like to go to the tree and climb it, and just recently I discovered this...

Yes, that's a sharpie.

This is apparently what they do when they are not actually climbing the bendy tree.

Not really sure what this says.

Apparently there was a story that just needed to be told. Too bad I can't read it!

When they get tired of decorating the trees, they move to the board fence. Where they like to state loudly that "Girls Rule!" And sign their names and their friends names.

What can I say, we're raising little graffiti artist.

And does anyone else see the irony of this picture?

A peace sign between barbed wire....

Love when my girls express themselves and in the process challenge me to think.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-04-01T04:00:00.001-05:00

I posted last week to stay tuned what Morgan got to do on her birthday. I finally got all the pics uploaded today, just in time for this weeks Friday Freeze Frame!

So, what did Morgan get to do on her birthday?

She got to go to Gulf World and swim with a dolphin!
Yes, I took a lot of pictures and no I won't bore you with them all.

Here are a few of my favorite shots, that I took.

Holding on with both hands as Comet takes Morgan for a swim.

The following pics were taken by the photographer at Gulf World.
Yes, we bought the disc.
Yes, I felt like an idiot purchasing it.
Yes, I would do it again, because these are priceless...

Directing Comet to sing.

This is my absolute favorite one. Love, love, love the expression on her face!

I was showing Morgan the pictures this evening, and as she was looking, she sighed and said, "That was the best day ever."
What more can one ask for on their 8th birthday?

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-03-25T04:00:00.004-05:00

Today, our baby turns 8.

Do you see a theme, for what she loves in these photos?

To say that she loves animals is really an understatement. Her goal is to become a vet/fashion designer. I really do think she will do both!

For her birthday we have a wonderful surprise for her. One that I'm pretty sure will fulfill her animal loving ways. I can't wait!

Stay tuned for what Morgan gets to do on her birthday!

Happy birthday, Morgan!

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-03-18T04:00:00.000-05:00

Spring time in the South means lots of colors.

Lots of lovely fragrances.

Lots of things blooming.

And in my opinion, the only time Azaleas look beautiful

Can you spot the bumblebee in this picture?

Yes, Spring time is on of my favorites seasons, just because it's so colorful.

My Grandmother's yard is full of color!

Then there is this stuff on the side of the road.

When I was little I used to think it was wild strawberries growing by the side of the road. Then I learned it was simply clover.

Every year when it starts to bloom, I know I will get a call from Ralph telling the first time he spots some. For him, it's a reminder of his dad. Steve always enjoyed seeing it bloom.

He has since passed on that love to our girls. They love to point it out.

Spring time is just simply beautiful....

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-03-11T04:00:00.002-06:00

Sometimes you just have to stop and find the beauty in the simple things...

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-03-04T07:19:00.000-06:00

I love fence rows. Especially when they are clean, meaning no weeds or grass growing to cover them. It probably has to do with my need for boundaries and the general need to have a clearly stated starting/stopping point.

I am sure there's a support group for that.

The other day while walking a fence row, I saw this.

A straight post, beside a curved tree. It almost was like the tree was beside the solid, straight post to show it, it's ok to bend a little sometimes.

To be flexible.

To be grounded, but pliable.

That is an important reminder for someone who tends to put rules ahead of relationships. Which is why I'm pretty sure God saw fit to pair me with Ralph. He reminds to be grounded, but pliable.

A good combination.

Birthdays

2011-03-01T11:08:00.000-06:00

This year I did not even realize it was time for my birthday. There are several possibilities on why it seems to have slipped my mind.

1. Age (insert old, gray haired lady joke here)

2. Busy (softball practice, baseball practice, subbing, washing clothes, washing dishes, cooking, etc.)

3. Age (one year away from our 20th high school reunion - gulp)

4. Making sure my 4th grader was not stressed out over the FCAT writing test today.

5. Age

With all those reason being said, here is the main reason - everyday is special. I have realized in the past year, just how fast time is flying.
That we are not guaranteed tomorrow.
Every life counts.
Every choice matters.
Love is the ultimate goal.
Grace is the that thing most needed.
Time, it matters where you spend it and who you spend it with.

At 37 I am thankful for another birthday, but more importantly, I am just thankful for another day.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-02-25T04:00:00.001-06:00

Scenes from an evening walk....

I love living in the country.

Happy birthday, Madison!

2011-02-24T20:34:00.000-06:00

It's hard to believe that our oldest daughter has turned 11 today.

I am understanding the phrase, "Don't blink," more and more each day.

I love this sweet girl, and the beautiful young lady she is becoming.

Happy birthday, Madison!

Burn

2011-02-19T04:00:00.002-06:00

This time of year, with the weather getting warmer and the wind just right, my husband always gets the itch to burn.

No, not that kind of itch and burn.

The itch to burn dead undergrowth in the acres of trees. Or the pasture. Or the yard around our house.

Yes, that last one ALWAYS makes me nervous.

One year, after we had moved back to Florida, he decided to burn the undergrowth in the pines around where we were living. Then he had a meeting to get to and left the girls in charge of watching it so it didn't get too close to the house. A little tidbit of information I did not know until later that afternoon.

To the girls credit, they did watch it. They watched it cross the line it wasn't supposed to, but all is well that ends well and that's all I'll say about that.

So this past weekend, I went to visit my Grandmother who has been ill. I was gone for about an hour. Then I headed home and as I'm topping the little ridge before our house, I see smoke. Hmm, I didn't remember anything smoking before I left. And as I got closer I realized the yard was on fire.

The yard. Around our house.

And there was my dear husband with a huge grin on his face and water hose in hand.

When I parked and got out of the van, I didn't even have to say, "What in the world are you doing!" He just smiled and said, "I've got it under control."

What's a wife to say except, "I know you do."

And then pray....

He always tells me that it makes the grass come back greener. Today it hit me why - anything would look greener when it's surrounded by charred earth.

Then I prayed again...

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-02-18T04:00:00.004-06:00

Spring fever has hit.
Can you guess what we are getting ready to do?

That's right, it's garden time!
I can't wait to enjoy all the fresh veggies and spend time in my kitchen canning.
Barefoot living at its best.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-02-11T04:00:00.003-06:00

The weather lately has been reflective of my mood.

Cloudy....

Tired...

Gray...

Somber...

Even though it has been reflective of that. It also reminds me of this - light shining.

Bright and lovely.

I am thankful in the stormy times.
I am thankful when the sun is shining.
I will give thanks for each day.

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-02-04T04:00:00.003-06:00

For every picture like this...

There are at least 10 like this... One slouching, one smooching and one pouting.

And like this...One got it right, one's eyes are closed and one still pouting.

Then daddy starts doing his famous dance and this happens...

Then the, "I can't believe he's doing that! Daddy please stop! I can't watch!" look....

To finally get this...

All 3 smiling and looking at the camera.

Thank you, Lord, for digital cameras, goofy faces and dancing daddy's!

2010 Year in Review

2011-01-31T08:43:00.000-06:00

I totally missed doing a Christmas letter this year, because I'm unorganized like that. So, we decided to do a year in review. 2010 was a year of much learning for us all...

Friday Freeze Frame

2011-01-28T04:00:00.001-06:00

This week marked a milestone for our middle child, Laney. She got glasses.

She had been complaining for a while that she could not see the board at school. That things far off looked blurry.

I had no idea how difficult it was for her, until she got her glasses.

As soon as she put them on, she looked around in wonder. Telling me everything she could finally see clearly.
The billboard across the street.
The crops on the way home.
Birds in the air.

It is amazing what we can see when things are in focus.
Take the time to see.
To focus.
To learn.
To appreciate.

Who are you listening to?

2011-01-14T21:24:00.000-06:00

Taking a risk for me is frightening. I guess you could say I'm risk adverse. So, it goes without saying that I married the opposite. Ralph views risk as a challenge. A chance to prove what can be done.

When I bought my first 'nice' digital camera, I had someone ask me if I was going to be like everyone else now? I asked what they meant, and they said you know everyone who buys a camera like that thinks they can take pictures.

Gulp.

That's exactly what I wanted to do, but I encountered the first "you can't do this!" moment.

After that I was encouraged by a lady that I really admired. She encouraged me to shoot, play around with my camera and told me that I could do this. She took time to advise and encourage me. Thanks Kim Stone for the encouragement to start this.

I had another friend with whom I had many conversations with about following my heart. To listen to that desire that God had placed inside of me and wanted to grow. The many conversations I have had with Elizabeth Bennett have been a major source of encouragement for me.

There have been many more who have also encouraged me. My point with this post, is with all the positive being spoken, I would still go back to the one negative. The one conversation that would lead me to think that I cannot do this.

It's too big of a risk.

Until one day, it hit me. One person's opinion, is simply one person's opinion. Especially when someone doesn't know my heart. Was I going to let someone who did not "know" me, define me.

The short answer was no.

My question for you is, who are you listening to? The one negative or the one positive.

My advice, take the risk and listen to the positive.

New Year, New Design, New Opportunties...

2011-01-12T19:47:00.000-06:00

I realize it's been a while since I've posted. There are several reasons why, and I've actually missed it. I mean who doesn't miss sharing their off the wall, totally random thoughts with the rest of the world.

Wait, am I the only one with my hand raised? Eh, story of my life.

As I was saying, lots of things have been going on round these parts. Mainly the holidays. Oh, the wonderful holidays! I say that with lots of wonder and excitement in my voice, because believe it or not, I do enjoy the holidays. The music. The lights. The cold weather. The decorations. *Sigh* and now they are over.

And then there's this little idea I had, that my husband has helped develop and encouraged (read here-pushed & said "You are doing it, 'cause it's a great idea and I believe in you."). This idea has been marinating for a while, and it is time to jump.

Yesterday we launched our website MyBarefootLiving.com.

I have always been interested in pictures. When the children came along, photos took on a whole new meaning. Then that lead to me looking all around me and seeing amazing images. God is pretty amazing with the use of His color palette. So, in the last 3 years I've been just taking pictures of my family, my surroundings. That has flamed this passion.

I am very much still learning the technical aspects of photography, and I am loving looking at life thru my camera lens.

There are other dreams that Ralph and I have discussed with My Barefoot Living. The phrase itself very much describes our family. We have the wonderful fortune to live in the Sunshine State. Most of the time you will find me and my daughters barefoot. Our girls may or may not have mud or sand between said toes of feet on any given day. That's what we want for our girls, to enjoy the simple things such as mud, dirt & sand on their feet.

There is beauty in the simple things. We are so busy and distracted that we often miss the beauty around us.

Slow down, breathe deeply, enjoy the simple things - that's our goal. To capture and celebrate the moments when we can relax, laugh and see the beauty in and around us.

I look forward to this adventure and where it will take us. I look forward to you joining us and being part of our journey.

Just remember - Barefoot living is more than a catchy phrase, it can be a chosen way of life.

My theory on running.

2010-11-10T19:29:00.001-06:00

Every so often my dear husband will suggest that I get up at the unlawful hour of morning (read before 5:00 AM) and go running with him.

Running, you know that activity that involves moving ones legs rather fast and in a forward motion.

Sadly, my dear husband, even after 16 years of marriage, just doesn't get me. You would think after this many years of wedded bliss he would know.

In high school, I played sports. Softball and volleyball to be specific. Guess what, I was always the slowest runner on the team. That's when I weighed 105 lbs. and had not yet birthed any babies. Now, years later, more poundage and a few births later - I'm still slow.

My theory is, I don't run because I've got my great-grandma's legs. I remember my great-grandma on my momma's side. She always fixed me bacon and pink-eye purple hull peas. I also remember that we called her Big Grandma, one because she was the oldest and to differentiate her from her daughter, whom I affectionately called Little Grandma. And, secondly, well, she was big. I don't mean big as in way overweight big. I mean tall and sturdy big.

Actually one of the main characteristics I remember about her was how 'sturdy' her legs were. I would get a glimpse of said legs occasionally during the winter when she would back up to the fireplace, hike the back side of her dress up and 'warm her buns'. Can I add she was also a character?

That being said, the one trait that I am known to have inherited from her, are her legs. Yep, I have a sturdy understanding as my mom likes to joke. See, Mom can because she got Little Grandma's dainty limbs. You can actually see my mom's ankle bones. And mine? Well, they seemed to have disappeared around 1997.

As a matter of fact, Little Grandma came to my house the other day. She will be 80 years old next week. Arthritis has become an issue for her, it and heart issues have caused her ankles to swell. When she came over the other day she was telling me how painful and swollen her one ankle was. So, I looked at it and agreed that it did indeed look painful and swollen. To which Grandma replied, "Yes, when I saw how swollen it was I thought, 'My ankle may actually be bigger than Michelle's.'" Then she laughed.

Even my own Grandma thinks my legs are fat.

So, with that my theory is my legs were not born to run. And as a word of caution, if you do ever see my running, you might want to start running too. 'Cause I will trip you, to let whatever is chasing me, catch you first.

Reality - Not

2010-11-09T20:21:00.000-06:00

The other day, I was channel surfing. It was lunch and I wanted some background noise while I ate. And I landed on a channel that had "The Real Housewives of......" Obviously I was in need of some comic relief, because they were showing was not reality.
When I think of a real housewife, I think about the mommy with 2 toddlers running around and a baby on one hip. Trying desperately to hold on until nap time. Making sure tummies are fed, butts are wiped and boo-boos are kissed.
Knowing that the laundry will wait, but little hearts that need shaping will not.
Or the mom of school aged kids, wanting to serve hot breakfast and feeling guilty when it's cold cereal instead.
Getting breakfast and lunches made before it's daylight.
Checking homework. Signing the endless stream of papers from school.
Ironing.
Loading the dishwasher.
Scrubbing toilets.
Juggling schedules to make sure everyone gets where they need to be on time.
Buying groceries.
Sweeping.
Mopping.
Unloading the dishwasher.
Putting the second load of laundry on.
Folding clothes.
Loading the dishwasher.
Driving children to appointments.
Cleaning up vomit.
Holding children, whenever they don't feel good.
Listening.
Talking.
Refusing to take 'I don't know,' as an answer to any question.
What I saw on this show was not reality, and maybe that's where the irony is. We watch these shows labeled as reality, but they are so far removed from what reality is that we become mesmerized. Sucked in by their personal chefs. The chauffeurs. Luncheons with girlfriends, and drinking champagne. The nanny's. The fake hair. The surgically enhanced figures. The designer clothes. The glitz, glamour and parties.
Seriously, Bravo, you would do us real housewives a favor if you would drop the "Real" from the title. Maybe you should replace it with "Spoiled" or "Pampered" or "Pretentious".
Anything, but real.....

Our home...

2010-10-31T09:10:00.000-05:00

Create your own video slideshow at animoto.com.

Tuesday morning smile

2010-10-26T08:17:00.000-05:00

I needed a pick me up this morning and found this video by one of my favorite performers.

Mission accomplished :)

Sunrise

2010-10-21T06:18:00.000-05:00

After the girls get ready in the mornings and breakfast is done, I let them go outside and play two-square or jump rope or just burn some energy before they head to school. This morning after a few minutes of being outside, Madison came running in. She said, "Mom, you've got to get a picture of the sunrise, it's awesome." So, I grabbed my camera and headed out.

She was right....

Thank You, Father, for the little, beautiful moments.

Sunbelt Ag Expo 2010

2010-10-19T20:51:00.000-05:00

This is the first year we have taken all 3 girls, at least that they have been able to remember, to the Sunbelt Ag Expo, in Moultrie, Georgia. We had a wonderful time checking out all the vendors there and also all the animals. I think the girls may have been a little overwhelmed at the sheer size of Expo.

One thing's for sure, they should sleep well tonight.

Here are a few pictures from our day....

Petting the horses

The girls watching a presentation on electricity, and some of their Nissley cousins in front of them!

Walking to the next stop. Ralph's rocking that pink, camo shoulder bag. I'm so thankful he doesn't care and will help out when my shoulder gets tired.


Here is an Alpaca. The girls & I are trying hard to convince Ralph to get one.

Watched a Barrel Racing demonstration.

And free face painting - Morgan's butterfly.

Laney's lady bug. She decided to go bold, whole face.

Madison's whimsical, with Gator colors.


All 3 together when we got home. They hated having to wash their face tonight!

And finally, when we first walked in a reporter for WCTV, channel 6 news in Tallahassee, FL asked Ralph he would mind doing a little interview. He of course did not and was on the news this evening talking about Expo - here it is...

It was a good day for making memories for the Yoder family, at Expo.

Are they part squirrel?

2010-10-18T20:09:00.000-05:00

Today I took on the challenge of cleaning the van. It is one of my least favorite things to do, but it is an act of service that speaks volumes to my husband. So, I decided to talk to him, in his language.

And this is what I found-

It. Was. All. In. One. Door.

*Sigh*

What were my kids thinking? Were they stashing it back in case of emergency, or just being lazy? Wait, don't answer that, 'cause I don't think I want to know the answer.

Thankful Thursday

2010-10-14T19:58:00.000-05:00

This was the view from our porch this morning.

What you cannot get from this picture, is the sound of the cows munching on the peanut hay.

*Sigh*

It was a beautiful morning.

An Open Letter.

2010-10-12T17:31:00.000-05:00

This is an open letter.

A letter to anyone running for office.

Dear Candidate,

When running political ads, please view it through the lens of what this ad would look like to a child. Chances are, with the frequency they are being ran, a child will see one of your ads. That being said, do you really think that your opponent will release convicted felons back into society? Well, now thanks to your ad, my seven year old does. She is in fear that your opponent will be elected because of your ad. Was that the market you were going for?

Furthermore, if every ad you run is a slam on your opponent, that is a red flag to me. It's a red flag that you are trying to divert attention from your short comings. Please, tell me what you will do if you are elected, not what your opponent will do. Because, honestly, if you are able to predict what your opponent will do with their two or four years-I'm pretty sure standing on the street corner, with a crystal ball would be more profitable for you.

If you make a call to a constituent and you do more talking, than listening, you are in the wrong business. SERVING in office is a privilege, not a right. LISTEN to those you SERVE.

Lastly, stooping to the level of using the tactic, "But I knew your dad/mom/grandparent, etc., and they always supported me." That tells me that you are desperate. This just is not wise, especially if mentioned relative is dead.

Desperation is an ugly cloth to wear.

The sad thing about our government is that it seems we are electing politicians, not statesmen. Where have all the statesmen gone?

Sincerely,
A wife, mother, daughter, sister and simply - an American voter

Aroma

2010-10-11T20:26:00.000-05:00

Every fall there is an aroma that fills the air. It becomes is so heavy in the atmosphere, you feel like you can cut it with a knife. It has been a part of me, as long as I can remember.
It's the aroma that ushers in fall.
For me it's remembering going to high school football games with my daddy as a little girl.
Falling asleep to the hum of the peanut dryers running at the peanut mill less than a mile down the road.
Bundling up to fight off the chill in the air.
Bonfires with burnt marshmallows and hot dogs.
The promise that the holiday season is right around the corner.
The magnificent sunsets of orange, that match the leaves that are falling.
The signal that summer is over and that my favorite time of year is at hand.
It's the aroma of peanut harvest.
As they've been picking peanuts out by our house this afternoon, I could not help but smile. God in His infinite wisdom, gave me a farm boy to be my mate. One who loves harvest and all that goes along with it, even more than me. The same farm boy, who's daddy would have had some responsibility for my early memories of peanuts being dug around my house.

It's an aroma that makes me smile

Monday Morning Giggle

2010-10-11T09:56:00.000-05:00

Here's a video that was played at Catalyst this year, featuring Chris Tomlin. It's good for a Monday morning giggle.

Enjoy-

Let me know if it makes anyone go out and get a bowl cut.

"Good To Be Me" Uncle Kracker

2010-10-04T09:55:00.000-05:00

Ok, this is probably my new favorite song. Main reason being it reminds me of Ralph! He has said this statement to me more than once, and the line about 'crazy, happy disease', fits him to a tee. Two of the reasons I love him, his confidence and his positive outlook!

Just a warning - if you are at all bothered by language that would be labeled questionable, please do not watch.

“The Boy Who Changed the World” by Andy Andrews

2010-09-07T06:30:00.002-05:00

“The Boy Who Changed the World” by Andy Andrews

Illustrated by Philip Hurst

“The Boy Who Changed the World” by Andy Andrews is a children’s book about a young man who grows up to effect billions of people, and how one action or influence can build and lead to a greater thing.

I really enjoyed reading this book and the illustrations that go along with it were vivid and engaging. I also loved the message of the book that, “Everything you do matters.” How one seemingly small act can effect the world in generations to come.

The real test of whether this book was good or not, was when I asked my 10, 9 and 7 year old daughters to read this. They sat down and read it and then wanted to discuss it. Success! We were able to discuss the meaning book and how their decisions and actions today can effect others, even after we are gone. I love books that open discussions of how our actions are important, even the small ones. This book definitely will lead to good discussion with your children.

I would recommend this book for anyone wanting to expand their children’s book collection or give a gift of reading to a child. It is a very worthy read.

“The Butterfly Effect” by Andy Andrews

2010-09-07T06:15:00.001-05:00

“The Butterfly Effect” by Andy Andrews

The premise of this book is based on the theory that when a butterfly flaps its wings, it can trigger a hurricane across the world. How one seemingly small act can influence and change the world. Mr. Andrews tells two different stories in this book that if one decision was made differently, the whole world could have been changed.

I have to say that this book was first visually pleasing. The artwork and pictures interwoven throughout the text very much complimented the story being told.

This also was a very fast read. I was able to sit and read within 30 minutes.

Even more so though than being an easy read, this book has given me so much to think about and a challenge. A quote that has stuck with me since reading it is, “Every single thing you do matters.” It has shaped my view of how I go about my every day life. My interaction with my family and those who I cross paths with has become more meaningful. Because you truly do not know how one choice, one action can effect those in years to come.

I highly recommend this book. It is one that I will read more than once, and will share with my children.

"Permission to Speak Freely" by Anne Jackson

2010-09-07T06:00:00.007-05:00

I have to admit when the chance became available to review Anne Jackson's new book, I was very excited. I had read what the premise of the book was about and I was anxious to see if Ms. Jackson could deliver a book on conversations that need to be taking place in Church circles.

She most definitely did not disappoint.

I sat down and read the book on Saturday morning. Once the conversation started, I did not want it to end. The way Ms. Jackson writes is very engaging. The art dispersed through out the book was seamlessly worked in.

The thing I appreciated most about the book was the vulnerability with which Ms. Jackson writes, and with the truth. For me, as a Churched person, that struck a chord because it is not what I am accustomed to reading. Most books come with a story, redemption and then a 4-part step to make your life perfect. Life is not perfect, it is messy if we would all be honest with each other.

Ms. Jackson does not offer that perfect ending with a bow tied, like a present, into 4-step process. She simply starts a conversation with her story. Her story with all of its imperfections, hurts and still in progress.

I highly recommend this book for those who are conversation starters, or want a honest conversation started. This will encourage you to speak, and do it freely.

Seriously.

2010-08-30T20:28:00.000-05:00

Seriously, there are some days that I just wonder, why bother?

Then God uses His paint brush to remind me - He is in control.
He cares.
He created.
He guides.
He loves.
Thank You, Father.

And thanks to Beaver for letting us know what we were missing outside our door!

Nano's

2010-08-24T18:02:00.000-05:00

Our girls have been saving their money from birthdays, lost teeth, Christmas and money they've earned over the last year helping with the new house. They have been saving it and they finally all saved enough to buy themselves an I-pod Nano.

Side note - Nano, I can't help but giggle and think about "Mork & Mindy" every time I hear that word.

Granted they all got refurbished Nano's, but they are great for the girls.

So, all three selected their colors and we ordered them. It was Christmas in August for them.

Morgan - Pink, Laney - Green, Madison - Blue

I think they are happy!

My favorite time of day...

2010-08-22T11:01:00.000-05:00

Sunset -

Snaggle tooth

2010-08-19T19:39:00.000-05:00

Miss Morgan is losing teeth, left and right. Well, more like top and bottom.

The best part is, she likes to pull her own teeth.

I can't stand to mess with a wiggly tooth, unless it's my own.

So the fact that she can pull her own and not freak out makes me a very happy momma.

What can I say it's the simple things in life for me.

Fun with Diet Coke & Mentos

2010-08-18T11:15:00.000-05:00

School started Monday.

This is what we did Monday night to start the new school year out right....

Ah, barefoot living, indeed. It doesn't take much to entertain us!

First Day of School 2010-2011 at BES

2010-08-17T08:12:00.000-05:00

We officially have a 5th grader, a 4th grader and a 2nd grader. This is the last year they will all be at the same school until Madison is a Senior, Laney a Junior and Morgan a Freshman in high school.

Gulp....

Madison - 5th grade

Laney - 4th grade

Morgan - 2nd grade

It's so hard to believe this will be Madison's last year of elementary school.
Time really does seem to fly by....

Summer School

2010-08-06T17:20:00.000-05:00

Summer.

That word evokes several different feelings when I hear it.

Sunburn.
Beach.
Vacation.
Sleeping late.
No school.
Hot.

This summer has changed the way I view a lot of things.
I have learned a lot about myself.
About my husband.
About my children.
About God.

Lessons I've learned this summer -
* A child can get tired of eating ice cream (especially when that's really all they can eat).
* "Deadliest Catch" is by far the realist, reality show out there. I'm addicted.
* Netflix is the bomb.
* My kids need a routine & structure to happily function.
* Parents really do hurt when their kids hurt (physcially, spiritually & emotionally).
* My cholesterol levels suck.
* Letting what others say replace what the Holy Spirit is speaking into your life is a not a good thing.
* I can't be effective serving others, if I'm not serving those that God placed in my home effectively.
* I really do love photography.
* Perfect love casts out all fear.
* There a seasons to friendships. Not all will last. The ones based on authenticity will.
* I can go further in the Gulf than my knees. Especially when my kids are being carried out by riptide.
* There are young men who will do the right thing, even when it's not easy or necessary.
* Fireflies leave me with the feeling that some things are still magical.
* You really can look forward to what is to come after this life.
* When someone is going thru a trauma/tragedy, a simple hug and 'I care,' is enough.
* I am thankful for every day. For my husband. For my children.
* Grace, I'm in desperate need of it.
* A home is a wonderful thing to have, but an even bigger blessing to share.
* Boys really are wired differently than girls.
* There is nothing quite like a Major League Baseball game.
* There really is such a thing as the Possum Festival.
* I'm judgmental of judgmental people.

This summer is one that I will not forget for many reasons. The main one will be that God has a plan, and I need to just trust. That is the most important lesson of all.

Sisterly Love

2010-07-06T20:52:00.000-05:00

A picture is worth a thousand words, but sometimes it does not tell the whole story.

Take this picture. It looks so sweet and innocent.
Sisters, sitting and being nice to one another.
Well, the rest of the story is two minutes prior to this the youngest two were having an all out brawl. I'm talking, slapping, hitting, biting - the works.
So, as a wise woman once told me what her mother made her and her sibling do, I made my fighting girls do. They had to sit and hold hands for five minutes. If they said something mean or acted meanly, another minute would be added.
Now, the oldest was not party to the fighting, but she did decide to be a part of the love.
After sitting there for five minutes the fighting sisters decided they could play nice.

Sometimes you just have to encourage the sisterly love.

My view yesterday.

2010-06-27T19:38:00.000-05:00

This was my view yesterday.

My girls, in the Gulf, playing.

Gorgeous, would be an understatement.

So thankful we could go and play.

She might be a 'Type A'.

2010-06-22T15:55:00.000-05:00

We are having company for supper tonight. I was working on several different projects, so I asked Laney if she wanted to bake a cake. Wacky cake spefically. It's a recipe that Ralph loves and it's very easy to make. It also has ingredients that you would not find in a typical cake recipe.

She began

She read the ingredients and I kept doing what I was doing. Then I heard her say, "OK, Mom, I've got everything. I'm ready to start."

And I looked at the counter and saw this...

Yep, she had laid all the ingredients out, in order, along with the measuring utensils.

Such a sweet girl.

But, I think it's safe to say she is a 'Type A'.

I can't wait to have cake!

Stir crazy

2010-06-17T20:55:00.000-05:00

How do we celebrate the first week of summer vacation - pink eye and a tonsillectomy. To say that we have been a little stir crazy around the house this week, well that's an understatement. Madison had her tonsils taken out last Friday and while she's been recouping, we've been hanging out here at home. Today the girls decided to make the most of a summer shower and play in the rain.

I love these last two shots. Pure joy and abandon while the rain is falling. I'm so glad that they can still find joy in the simple things.

It won't be like this for long.

2010-06-10T19:04:00.000-05:00

I saw this, this afternoon.

And I wondered.

How much longer before holding her daddy's hand will not be 'cool'? When will his hand be replaced by holding another?

I was fifteen when I started holding her daddy's hand.

It won't be like this for long, and I will be greatful for every moment.

Music to my ears...

2010-06-09T21:32:00.000-05:00

When the lids to these jars pop!
I love this time of year and the joy of putting veggies up.
By the way - this is squash and onions - absolutley wonderful stuff!

"Plan B" by Pete Wilson

2010-06-07T21:58:00.000-05:00

I just finished reading “Plan B” by Pete Wilson. I knew by the question on the front cover, “What do you do when God doesn’t show up the way you thought he would?” that this book was going both challenge and affirm some things I have faced in my own faith walk. Mr. Wilson did not disappoint.

The book addresses what most people feel when they are going through a crisis, and if you are human, at some point in your life you will face a crisis such as job loss, sickness, financial ruin, death. This book goes beyond the standard Christian response and addresses the feeling that we have when tough situations happen, and how to have hope and work through the pain.

Mr. Wilson has done a wonderful job of intertwining timeless stories from the Bible with people sharing their stories. I will not say that this was an easy read. I would read a part then take a while to ponder on it. My copy now has many pages that are dog-eared, and for me that means it is a great book.

I highly recommend this book for those who have faced, or are facing your own Plan B. It will both encourage you and inspire you.

Are we in Kansas?

2010-06-06T10:59:00.000-05:00

That's what I was thinking last Saturday when a thunderstorm blew in!

Time flies by...

2010-06-02T16:35:00.000-05:00

August 2009 (below). First day of school.

June 2010 (above). Last day of school.

Time flies by...

Amazing view...

2010-06-01T08:59:00.000-05:00

This is what we had the privilege to see late Sunday afternoon. Definitely an amazing sight.