tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27141728009275395892024-03-18T19:55:33.368-07:00psalm127moma day in the life of a mommy & wifeOur Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.comBlogger138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-36791921850839322192012-08-29T08:39:00.002-07:002012-08-29T08:39:04.405-07:00Awesome Lens!Hey Blog Friends!<br />
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Trying to win this awesome lens that I've had my eye on for some time now ;). Want to be a part of the fun? Head over to <span style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #313333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, 'Myriad Pro', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20.049999237060547px;">http://www.mcpactions.com/blog/2012/08/15/contest-tamron/ </span><span style="background-color: #fbfbfb; line-height: 20.049999237060547px;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">to see what all the fun is about!</span></span>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-76798879750437722362012-06-08T12:48:00.002-07:002012-06-08T12:48:16.657-07:00April Showers of BlessingsApril was a month of fun, family, and blessings. Grandpa Gene and Grandma Rita visited over Palm Sunday weekend and we soaked up some outdoor time at the local parks. One of the parks, literally in our back yard, was apparently founded by one of my ancestors! Who knew!! It was a special moment to share that with my dad while we were at the park. My dad and I love sharing family history facts, so this was a fun new find.<br />
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We were also blessed with the purchase of a new MINIVAN!!!! After praying for 2 years for a minivan, the Lord provided through our dear friends back home in Iowa, and we are LOVING our new van, the added space and the air! We do miss our little white car, mommy misses the sunroof the most, but we do NOT miss not having air or the cramped space!<br />
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Another blessing was celebrating our 4th Easter here, and this year we got to spend it with our dear friends, the Cline family. We got to have an Easter egg hunt in their yard, ride bikes, run barefoot in the grass and celebrate Spring, and also our Risen Savior.<br />
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Abi with my dear friend, her future Mother In Law ;)</div>
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{he was mowing their grass for them}</div>
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Abi got new spoons, bows, and I think a new little teether toy. Isaac got some new alphabet flash cards and new sippy cups ;)</div>
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Poor girl played too hard that morning.</div>
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Isaac and I playing trains one morning.</div>
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Isaac fuels his train at the fueling station. I fuel mine at the Radina's station.</div>
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Shout out to SRVN! Here's your glittery girl ;)</div>
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Playing Super Why games on mommy's laptop.</div>
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7.5 months and FINALLY started putting weight on her little legs!</div>
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He was supposed to be napping in his bed, but then I discovered this! He'd gotten his stool, gathered a ton of books, and helped himself to our bed!</div>
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</div>There is a need right now for water. Fresh, CLEAN water. Most likely at some point today, you grabbed a glass from the cabinet and got a drink of tap water...or you drank from a public drinking fountain...or you bought a bottled water at the store. Point is: you had fresh, clean, uncontaminated water at your fingertips within minutes, if not seconds.<br />
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<div><a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash3/s720x720/579252_359528520765515_166553263396376_1051912_517709671_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash3/s720x720/579252_359528520765515_166553263396376_1051912_517709671_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div>But there are people in this world who do not have fresh drinking water, and instead drink from streams that they've had to walk miles for just a taste of the dirty brown water. They deserve more, and we can help. </div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><br />
</div><div><a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/421710_3330953231959_1212344648_3504219_1085636264_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/421710_3330953231959_1212344648_3504219_1085636264_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div>There is a wonderful organization out of southeast Iowa called <a href="http://www.ourthirstyworld.org/8-2" target="_blank">Water Our Thirsty World </a> whose purpose is to take chlorine filtration systems to parts of the worlds where there is no clean water. </div><div><br />
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</div><div>Watch <a href="http://vimeo.com/18893469" target="_blank">this video</a> to learn more. </div><div><br />
</div><div>If you would like to give, you may visit their site at www.ourthirstyworld.org and you can give via paypal on their "Get Involved" page. In roughly 3 short weeks, the team at WOTW will be taking chlorine devices to villages in Africa, and teaching the local people how to use their devices, and the importance of drinking and using clean water. For the people receiving these filters, this is a life saving moment! </div><div><br />
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</div><div><a href="http://www.ourthirstyworld.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/ethiopia-e1326161961669.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://www.ourthirstyworld.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/ethiopia-e1326161961669.jpg" /></a><br />
<div>For those living in southeast Iowa, you have an opportunity to get involved next Wednesday, April 25 at 6pm on the campus of IWC for their Water Walk 2012. Visit Facebook <a href="https://www.facebook.com/waterwalk2011" target="_blank">here</a> for more information. For those who live in Kansas or elsewhere and would like to donate for the trip to Afraic and/or help purchase a filter, visit the website and donate via paypal, or contact Alan or myself to donate and we will make certain your donation gets to the WOTW team. Remember: No donation is too small for this awesome cause. </div></div><div><br />
</div><div>Feel free to repost this blog and share with family and friends and help spread the urgency of helping meet the need of clean, safe water for all. </div></div><div><br />
</div><div>*<i>Photos from WOTW website and facebook page. </i></div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-76507522781792441242012-04-08T19:19:00.000-07:002012-04-08T19:19:35.886-07:00He is Risen! Happy Easter!<span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"><i>I received this in an email from a friend about 5 years ago, and ever since, I love going back and reading it on Easter, and being reminded of the meaning even in the most seemingly insignificant details surrounding the empty tomb..</i>.</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75;"><strong style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span></span></strong></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75;"><strong style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;">Why did Jesus fold the Napkin?</span></span></strong><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><br />
Why did Jesus fold the linen burial cloth after His resurrection?</span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 17px;"></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span></span></span><br />
<div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 1.35em;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
The Gospel of John (20:7) tells us that the napkin, which was placed over the face of Jesus, was not just thrown aside like the grave clothes. The Bible takes an entire verse to tell us that the napkin was neatly folded and was placed at the head of that stony coffin.<br />
<br />
Early Sunday morning, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came to the tomb and found that the stone had been rolled away from the entrance. She ran and found Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one whom Jesus<br />
loved. She said, "They have taken the Lord's body out of the tomb, and</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">I don't know where they have put him!"</span></span></div></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 1.35em;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Peter and the other disciple ran to the tomb to see. The other disciple out ran Peter and got there first. He stooped and looked in and saw</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">the linen cloth lying there, but he didn't go in. </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Then Simon Peter arrived and went inside. He also noticed the linen </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">wrappings lying there, while the cloth that had covered Jesus' head was </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">folded up and lying to the side.</span></span></div></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 1.35em;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Is that important? Absolutely!<br />
<br />
Is it really significant? Yes!<br />
<br />
In order to understand the significance of the folded napkin, you have to understand a little bit about Hebrew tradition of that day. The folded</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">napkin had to do with the Master and Servant, and every Jewish boy </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">knew this tradition. </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">When the servant set the dinner table for the master, he made sure that it </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">was exactly the way the master wanted it. </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">The table was furnished perfectly, and then the servant would wait, just out </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">of sight, until the master had finished eating, and the servant would not </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">dare touch that table, until the master was finished.</span></span></div></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Now if the master were done eating, he would rise from the table, wipe his fingers, his mouth, and clean his beard, and would wad up that napkin and toss it onto the table.<br />
<br />
The servant would then know to clear the table. For in those days, the wadded napkin meant, "I'm done".<br />
<br />
But if the master got up from the table, and folded his napkin, and laid it beside his plate, the servant would not dare touch the table, because.......<br />
<br />
The folded napkin meant, "I'm coming back!"<br />
<br />
Jesus is Coming Back!</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/KqrqPGt11bA?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></span></div><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
</span></div></div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-91339694221529614062012-04-08T19:18:00.002-07:002012-04-08T19:18:19.939-07:00He is Risen! Happy Easter!<span style="color: #351c75;"><strong style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;">Why did Jesus fold the Napkin?</span></span></strong><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><br />
Why did Jesus fold the linen burial cloth after His resurrection?</span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 17px;"></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span></span></span><br />
<div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 1.35em;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
The Gospel of John (20:7) tells us that the napkin, which was placed over the face of Jesus, was not just thrown aside like the grave clothes. The Bible takes an entire verse to tell us that the napkin was neatly folded and was placed at the head of that stony coffin.<br />
<br />
Early Sunday morning, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came to the tomb and found that the stone had been rolled away from the entrance. She ran and found Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one whom Jesus<br />
loved. She said, "They have taken the Lord's body out of the tomb, and</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">I don't know where they have put him!"</span></span></div></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 1.35em;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Peter and the other disciple ran to the tomb to see. The other disciple out ran Peter and got there first. He stooped and looked in and saw</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">the linen cloth lying there, but he didn't go in. </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Then Simon Peter arrived and went inside. He also noticed the linen </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">wrappings lying there, while the cloth that had covered Jesus' head was </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">folded up and lying to the side.</span></span></div></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 1.35em;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Is that important? Absolutely!<br />
<br />
Is it really significant? Yes!<br />
<br />
In order to understand the significance of the folded napkin, you have to understand a little bit about Hebrew tradition of that day. The folded</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">napkin had to do with the Master and Servant, and every Jewish boy </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">knew this tradition. </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">When the servant set the dinner table for the master, he made sure that it </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">was exactly the way the master wanted it. </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">The table was furnished perfectly, and then the servant would wait, just out </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">of sight, until the master had finished eating, and the servant would not </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">dare touch that table, until the master was finished.</span></span></div></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Now if the master were done eating, he would rise from the table, wipe his fingers, his mouth, and clean his beard, and would wad up that napkin and toss it onto the table.<br />
<br />
The servant would then know to clear the table. For in those days, the wadded napkin meant, "I'm done".<br />
<br />
But if the master got up from the table, and folded his napkin, and laid it beside his plate, the servant would not dare touch the table, because.......<br />
<br />
The folded napkin meant, "I'm coming back!"<br />
<br />
Jesus is Coming Back!</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/KqrqPGt11bA?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></span></div><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
</span></div></div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-23982119070990968532012-04-08T19:17:00.000-07:002012-04-08T19:17:30.297-07:00He is Risen! Happy Easter!<strong style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><span style="color: navy; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;">Why did Jesus fold the Napkin?</span></span></strong><span style="background-color: white; color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><br />
Why did Jesus fold the linen burial cloth after His resurrection?</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><br />
<div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 1.35em;"><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
The Gospel of John (20:7) tells us that the napkin, which was placed over the face of Jesus, was not just thrown aside like the grave clothes. The Bible takes an entire verse to tell us that the napkin was neatly folded and was placed at the head of that stony coffin.<br />
<br />
Early Sunday morning, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came to the tomb and found that the stone had been rolled away from the entrance. She ran and found Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one whom Jesus<br />
loved. She said, "They have taken the Lord's body out of the tomb, and</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><span style="color: #2a2a2a;"> </span></span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">I don't know where they have put him!"</span></div></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 1.35em;"><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Peter and the other disciple ran to the tomb to see. The other disciple out ran Peter and got there first. He stooped and looked in and saw</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><span style="color: #2a2a2a;"> </span></span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">the linen cloth lying there, but he didn't go in. </span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Then Simon Peter arrived and went inside. He also noticed the linen </span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">wrappings lying there, while the cloth that had covered Jesus' head was </span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">folded up and lying to the side.</span></div></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 1.35em;"><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Is that important? Absolutely!<br />
<br />
Is it really significant? Yes!<br />
<br />
In order to understand the significance of the folded napkin, you have to understand a little bit about Hebrew tradition of that day. The folded</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><span style="color: #2a2a2a;"> </span></span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">napkin had to do with the Master and Servant, and every Jewish boy </span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">knew this tradition. </span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">When the servant set the dinner table for the master, he made sure that it </span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">was exactly the way the master wanted it. </span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">The table was furnished perfectly, and then the servant would wait, just out </span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">of sight, until the master had finished eating, and the servant would not </span><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">dare touch that table, until the master was finished.</span></div></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: navy; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Now if the master were done eating, he would rise from the table, wipe his fingers, his mouth, and clean his beard, and would wad up that napkin and toss it onto the table.<br />
<br />
The servant would then know to clear the table. For in those days, the wadded napkin meant, "I'm done".<br />
<br />
But if the master got up from the table, and folded his napkin, and laid it beside his plate, the servant would not dare touch the table, because.......<br />
<br />
The folded napkin meant, "I'm coming back!"<br />
<br />
Jesus is Coming Back!</span><span style="color: blue; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/KqrqPGt11bA?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="ecxEC_EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
</span></div></div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-32651734450235313452012-03-28T07:43:00.000-07:002012-03-28T07:43:31.221-07:00Playtime and Other Randomness<div style="text-align: center;">Not really sure there's a theme for this post, other than randomness ;), but here are some more crazy pics from our crazy little life here in KS ;)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoOkOWMAle_jY2qxuYoF6OzGtiHis6pGGA0UxKgFnSzTDjs3Wi4kB4OPjhXN_ra_gODqsTgJOs_1y6PFD5fxoN1JmkjnXhIyFBeWp5F1TWksF6WWn2SU5fSA_rvfmRN_m5GhVXOQtLJvD2/s1600/DSC03988+(Medium)+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoOkOWMAle_jY2qxuYoF6OzGtiHis6pGGA0UxKgFnSzTDjs3Wi4kB4OPjhXN_ra_gODqsTgJOs_1y6PFD5fxoN1JmkjnXhIyFBeWp5F1TWksF6WWn2SU5fSA_rvfmRN_m5GhVXOQtLJvD2/s320/DSC03988+(Medium)+-+Copy.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I spy with my little eye...wait...where's Isaac??! He LOVES playing hide and seek!</div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavlc0aHP6hfTQ6TXj2JgSy-XmBkDXxEsNO4E-fBZTia3wQs1zn_Lbw9Pngm4oH1woUtXeTVFZUnOnzNPtdSwDavWqByLmsS9yMXCx9p7FYH6CfgAAq7uSS5mXJCprl_2Aga3HHIgdXanh/s1600/DSC04155+(Medium).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavlc0aHP6hfTQ6TXj2JgSy-XmBkDXxEsNO4E-fBZTia3wQs1zn_Lbw9Pngm4oH1woUtXeTVFZUnOnzNPtdSwDavWqByLmsS9yMXCx9p7FYH6CfgAAq7uSS5mXJCprl_2Aga3HHIgdXanh/s320/DSC04155+(Medium).JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Isaac told me he built a house!...then added that it was for him and Daddy. Oh...ok...where do Mommy and Abi live?</div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-48881658932772782922012-03-13T07:58:00.000-07:002012-03-13T07:58:40.633-07:00Spring Has Sprung!!Spring has definitely sprung!! There are buds on the trees, daffodils popping, tulips in full bloom, and I think we officially skipped winter! We've been taking advantage of outdoor fun! Here are some weekly high lights...<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLao7_n2G8rDCFf6pBUg7QFK3J602fOBKFpJ6BYZy0oP5YVj4h0Q_qfv1HbpYAe5nI42rOgf0eQBxTGHLqrpv9UfnOLrCt-lnn6Q7SzKV2ScKxi-OulJciSTDEC973VNgLu584-mSsac88/s1600/DSC03937+(Large).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLao7_n2G8rDCFf6pBUg7QFK3J602fOBKFpJ6BYZy0oP5YVj4h0Q_qfv1HbpYAe5nI42rOgf0eQBxTGHLqrpv9UfnOLrCt-lnn6Q7SzKV2ScKxi-OulJciSTDEC973VNgLu584-mSsac88/s320/DSC03937+(Large).JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I've been in spring cleaning mode, so here's my little helper who I spied on my ladder when I wasn't looking!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Now off to do more laundry, edit session photos, and change diapers!</div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-12835605537977992612012-03-02T13:08:00.000-08:002012-03-02T13:08:13.294-08:00Welcome, March!They say, "March comes in like a lion, and goes out like a lamb," but March graced us with her presence yesterday with nearly 70 degree weather! Since Alan had meetings all evening, he took off his afternoon and we had a golf date-that's right-we were GOLFING on the first day of MARCH!!<br />
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Here are a few pictures from the last week. We all snuggled in bed and watched Music Man {which Isaac LOVED} one night, and a few other random happenings around the Gerling household ;).<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOjBNZhmK7iIgDieY2GXY8H-NqJvqQMQMAhEzFe8FWMTXfzbUbemXAOzLp2cX-11PXw7pRrno2tgAlBV2CJ4KY1RZmRB25xSj-Ph0xvVqWNy8DTNEaK1BPWvaHrKRW6gXPsCm7JIWvNCD/s1600/DSC03934+(Large).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOjBNZhmK7iIgDieY2GXY8H-NqJvqQMQMAhEzFe8FWMTXfzbUbemXAOzLp2cX-11PXw7pRrno2tgAlBV2CJ4KY1RZmRB25xSj-Ph0xvVqWNy8DTNEaK1BPWvaHrKRW6gXPsCm7JIWvNCD/s320/DSC03934+(Large).JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We just started letting them share bath time. Isaac was ok with it, but not so hip that his big swimming pool {aka tub} now has less space. Abi on the other hand LOVES watching Isaac splash!!</div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-14156540180519980032012-02-21T20:29:00.000-08:002012-02-21T20:29:12.732-08:00Abi's 5 Month Photos & Isaac's Discipline TechniqueAbi turned 5 months old a couple of weeks ago, and I did get pictures done, but in true mommy fashion, did not get them posted anywhere to share until now. She is a doll and we are loving EVERY minute with her! As of lately she LOVES interacting with Isaac, whether sitting beside him as he plays, laying on the floor beside him, reading books with him, and even sitting in his lap today. Her latest thing is getting SERIOUSLY upset if she drops her toy and can't reach it-like tears upon tears just for that toy!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The Tale of Isaac and Discipline:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A little back info: When it comes to disciplining our children, we understand that each child might need to be disciplined in different ways. Now, we do spank Isaac as the serious discipline if he's really in trouble, but we also talk him through why he got his spanking, what to fix next time, and remind him that just as God loves us and disciplines us when we disobey because He loves us and wants us to learn to obey Him, we must discipline him when he disobeys. So, we spank from time to time.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But haven't lately.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Why? Because it doesn't phase him ONE Single BIT. He could care less if he gets spanked, and as soon as we do, he usually goes directly back to his disobedient task at hand. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Until this month when I started time-out. The first time I put him in time-out he thought it was fun. "Ooh, Mama! I get to sit on my own stool! Cool!!" was the expression he gave, until he tried to get up in the midst of me explaining <i>why</i> he was in time-out. When I said, "Ah-ah-ah, no no no, sit back down. I didn't say you can get up yet, " did he lose it and realize he was in trouble and this was his punishment. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Last week he threw a toy at his sister, which is an immediate time-out as we've been working on throwing toys in general, and especially when he throws them at his sister. So he sat there, patiently on the stone by the fireplace until once again he just got up when he thought time-out should be done, and was frozen in his tracks when I said, "Nope! Get back there! You're not done yet." He did NOT like this. He pouted, gave me puppy dog eyes, said, "Yes, Mama," and I let him kiss me and say sorry. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And then there was tonight. He not only took a toy his sister had, but when I stopped him and told him to give her the toy back (similar to a cop writing a warning), he proceeded to <i>throw</i> the toy directly at his sister (and there's the ticket!). I sat him in time-out by the fireplace. He got up 3.6 seconds later and said, "All done!" But Mama had other plans. I told him to sit back down and he proceeded to pout as I explained why he was in time-out. He got up from time-out (all the while I was saying to sit back down!), came over to me, and with tears in his eyes said, "Do dees (this) Mama! Do dees!," and was 'spanking' himself! He picked up my hand and tried to make me spank his bum!! He SERIOUSLY wanted me to spank him instead of time-out-like a quick band-aid ripped off, he wanted the shorter but more painful punishment than the longer but more comfy time-out! I told him no and made him sit in time-out again. Let's just say he was LESS than happy with me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So it would appear that time-out is the key to this child changing his behavior these days (...and probably because Mommy's spankings really are more like love pats ;). </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">*Author's note: I SERIOUSLY had to keep from laughing when he was 'spanking' his bum himself!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-85079381862733620932012-02-17T19:32:00.000-08:002012-02-17T19:32:39.104-08:00New Year, New Blog Posts!!<div style="text-align: center;">Welcome 2012!! It's a new year, and my resolution was to start blogging pictures of the kids again for family and friends. Good thing my resolution wasn't to stop being late about stuff or procrastinating on stuff!! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">To start us off, here are some recaps from our lives in January and February...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Alan had a Youth Leader's Retreat to KC at the end of January, so the Houston girls made a trip down for some fun!! Aunt Jill played hide and seek with the little guy, Ali let him have control of her "hello" (phone), Grandma Bff (you know that beep sound Skype makes? Sounds like "bffff--bffff--bfff", well, Isaac named his Grandma Sherry "Bfff" after that sound). </div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">And below, a few favorites from Valentine's Day (Abi's first!!). Daddy started the day off by putting Isaac in the "Pretty in Pink" bib, which he wasn't too fond of. Abi made it her personal goal to eat her tutu (that was the day before V-Day...yep, she wore something with hearts and pink all week!) For Valentine's, Isaac got some new bath toys, and Abi got some new hair clips ;).</div><br />
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</div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-77006794951221230982011-12-23T22:21:00.000-08:002011-12-23T22:21:00.032-08:00The Best Cinnamon Rolls Ever; The Worst Recipe EverI took a break from blogging this fall to blog on my design and photography blog instead. I managed to say blog 3 times in one sentence just now, didn't I?<br />
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It's 12:04am on CHRISTMAS EVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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I love Christmas, and I love Christmas Eve even more :).<br />
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And a new tradition I started a few years ago is making home made cinnamon rolls for Christmas morning, or in this case, for Christmas Eve morning.<br />
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But it wasn't all sugar and spice.<br />
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I found a recipe a while back on <a href="http://www.allrecipes.com/">www.allrecipes.com</a> that turned out to be a great recipe, a no-fail recipe of sorts. I started the process at 9:04pm, after asking my hubby if he was planning on staying up late based on all the caffeine he'd had today. His reply prompted me to proceed with my late night baking project.<br />
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I gathered my ingredients which started with 4 cups of flour, one package yellow cake mix (called for 18.25oz but my boxed mix was only 15.25oz...hmm...first blunder of the evening), then add the yeast and water. This all went smoothly until Alan and I got to chatting which in the kitchen together, and I got side tracked at added 4 1/4 C water instead of 2 1/4 water.<br />
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OOPS!!! Soggy, wet mess of dough that wouldn't mix!!!<br />
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Quick! Add more flour and cake mix!<br />
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But we have no more cake mix...??<br />
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Well then add more flour!<br />
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Alan was quick to think to look up what's in a boxed cake mix to duplicate some of it, so we also added 2 teaspoons baking powder and about a 1/4 C sugar to the dough (um...ok, so I just threw a handful of sugar in, and as I type this, Alan admits to it being a HEAPING tsp of baking powder and nearly a cup of sugar).<br />
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We laughed as I tried mixing it, constantly asking for more flour, more flour, MORE FLOUR!!! SERIOUSLY, just pour the flour in already!! Alan kept getting frustrated and telling me it was too much flour.<br />
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After kneading the dough for...eh...forever at this point, we then decided to follow-through and try to at least see if they would rise. Forty minutes later....and yeah, not quite so much. As they were rising I freaked out realizing I didn't add extra yeast in any way after I put in too much water, to which Alan replied, "Yes, but a little bit of yeast leavens the whole batch!"<br />
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Even though the dough didn't quite rise, I proceeded to go ahead and punch down and knead the dough, and found it quite doughy. I added more flour, again, and started rolling it out with a teeny-tiny rolling pin (our real one broke last year), but then THANKFULLY realized I had borrowed one from a friend and have yet to return it ;). It's a sweet one too ;).<br />
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Nervously I put the first batch in, and 15 minutes later stood in front of the oven checking to see if they were done and getting slightly frustrated that I had, at this point, been on my feet for over 2 hours and should have been done with a cleaned kitchen.<br />
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I took a bite, and what to my wondering mouth did I taste? Well...it wasn't <i>too</i> shabby. But I couldn't decide if they were ok or not, and if I should proceed or not to bake the rest. I gave the plate to Alan to take a little bite, which he did. And then another. And another, and another, and another until it was all gone! I thought he was mocking me, but he looked up and said, "Hun {insert laugh}, those are the BEST cinnamon rolls you've EVER made!!!!"<br />
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We had been joking all night that 'watch, this will be the best ever'. And they were.<br />
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And we created a Christmas memory with our traditional Christmas cinnamon rolls.Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-53304758680490083372011-11-02T11:46:00.000-07:002011-11-02T11:46:51.333-07:00Loved This Thought...I've been reading "Real Mom, Real Jesus" by Jill Savage {Owner/Creator of Hearts At Home ministry}. I bought it for this reason:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Yep, that's a basket of dirty laundry on the cover. What can I say...it spoke to me! The only sad part is that my husband convinced me to buy it for Kindle, so I don't get to look at that amazing cover each time I pick it up, or for that matter, I don't get to dog-ear the pages, scribble thoughts in the margins, or use a nifty pink highlighter on special passages. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But the awesome part? It's jam packed full of great thoughts on the Lord and how He truly <i>can</i> relate to ME! A mommy!! A wife!!! A crazy, coffee-injected-caffeine-addict-wife-to-one-and-mother-to-two!!! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Here's the Truth and reminder that I read today: {please pause while I click my way through the pages, you know, since I can't BOOKMARK it with a pretty receipt or scrap of a coloring page paper. Incase you haven't caught on, I'm a V-Book kinda person...that's V for VINTAGE-where you can FEEL the paper in your hands and HEAR the pages turn...}</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><blockquote class="tr_bq"><i>Everyday life gives us so many opportunities to bless our family; pray for wisdom, protection, and direction; and just spend time talking with God.</i></blockquote>He wants to hear ME talk to HIM. It's a two-way street. I need to talk to Him and He wants to hear me; He wants to talk to me and I need to hear Him.<br />
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I love how she explains a way, even as a busy mom of five, that helps her remember to spend time in prayer, and something I hope to challenge myself to do from now on.<br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><i>As I folded Mark's T-shirt I began my conversation with God. "God, thank You for my husband. Thank You for all that You have created him to be." I smoothed out a pair of jeans with, "Lord, help him to look to You for his value rather than his job or what the world falsely offers. I pray that he will be a man who longs for Your truth." As I began to pair his socks I prayed, "Keep his feet on Your path, Lord. Help him to walk in the Spirit more often than in the flesh."</i></blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><i>As I pulled a couple of Erica's shirts out of the laundry basket, I prayed, "Lord, help Erica to want what You offer more than what the world has to offer. Keep her strong against the peer pressure she experiences in high school."</i></blockquote><br />
As I read on, Savage depicted how she prayed for her family while folding their laundry. I loved that idea, the simplicity of the prayers, and the reminder that He constantly wants to hear me talk to Him.<br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.hearts-at-home.org/" style="background-color: white;"> www.hearts-at-home.org</a></span></b></blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: center;"> </blockquote>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-64004507242165930632011-11-02T08:08:00.000-07:002011-11-02T08:08:02.670-07:00The Inaugural Playing of Winter Snow for the Season!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">This is probably one of my favorite *winter* {if I say winter, does that make it less harmful than saying I'm playing Christmas songs already?} songs. There's a chance of snow today {seriously!?}, so we're going to welcome it appropriately. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">Winter Snow by Audrey Assad</span></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">Could've come like a mighty storm </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">With all the strength of a hurricane </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">You could've come like a forest fire </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">With the power of heaven in Your flame </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">But You came like a winter snow </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">Quiet and soft and slow </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">Falling from the sky in the night </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">To the earth below </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">You could've swept in like a tidal wave </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">Or an ocean to ravish our hearts </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">You could have come through like a roaring flood </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">To wipe away the things we've scarred </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">But You came like a winter snow </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">(Yes, You did) </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">You were quiet </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">You were soft and slow </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">Falling from the sky in the night </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">To the earth below </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">Oh, no, Your voice wasn't in a bush burning </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">No, Your voice wasn't in a rushing wind </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">It was still </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">It was small </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">It was hidden </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">You came like a winter snow </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">Quiet and soft and slow </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">Falling from the sky in the night </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">To the earth below </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">Falling </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">(Oh, yeah) </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">To the earth below </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">You came falling </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">From the sky in the night </span><br style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;">To the earth below</span></b></span></div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-50812776650749474712011-10-31T14:50:00.000-07:002011-10-31T14:50:18.083-07:00Fall For Fun<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Found these from 2008...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-42739448685665564722011-10-18T20:55:00.000-07:002011-10-18T20:55:20.719-07:00New, New, New!New blog design...<br />
...New daughter!...<br />
...New & refreshed me!<br />
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I haven't blogged in FOREVER. Well, except for earlier today ;). But I'm back. Consider that a warning ;).<br />
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What's new that you'll find, other than brighter colors and an updated picture? You'll find a glimpse inside. I'm stepping out and making a point to make my life healthier. I'm working out, eating right, and trying to be a better mommy and wife {ok, so all of that is in backwards order}. I'm trying to do a better job of PLAYING with my kids, TALKING with my hubby and trying to be an encourager to him. Spell check doesn't like my word <i>encourager</i> and is telling me it's not correct, but I know it is because it's what I'm trying to be.<br />
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As for the exercising part...I hope to be at least a little transparent here in order for you, my (2?) readers to help hold me accountable. I NEED accountability like none other on this!!! I'll fill in more later, but let's just say that I've set some high goals that I desperately hope to accomplish, and I'm willing to be open if it means it'll help at least one other person who struggles with the same things I do.<br />
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And on top of all of that, I'm trying, deeply, to be a better daughter of the King. I slack. I disobey. I neglect. I run the other direction than He wants. I cave. I fail.<br />
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I need. I desire. I thirst.<br />
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I'm ready for HIM to transform me, from the inside out.Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-85253727315433765792011-10-18T13:03:00.000-07:002011-10-18T13:03:16.066-07:00A New Found LoveI stumbled across this new blog.<br />
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Ok, I lied. I kinda stumbled across it. I won't go into detail here just how, but let's just say God <i>works everything to the good of those who love Him.</i><br />
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Here's the site: www.incourage.me<br />
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Real name is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">(</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">in</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">)</span></b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">courage</span></b></span>. Don'tcha love that name?<br />
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Anyway, it is a site/blog for women who love the Lord to come and share, be encouraged (hello Captain Obvious!), and to grow in friendships, relationships, and more importantly in the Lord. Check it out:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">They also have a new fall Book Club book by Angie Smith (wife of Todd Smith from Selah). I haven't started following this yet, or gotten the book yet, but am hoping to soon. You can find more on this at this link <a href="http://vimeo.com/28911850" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">http://vimeo.com/28911850</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-50377633494477243082011-08-12T11:31:00.000-07:002011-10-18T12:47:02.013-07:00Trail of a Toddler<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 13px;">I gave up chasing him today. I let him play with whatever he wanted. My floor is now covered in:</span><br />
<div style="text-indent: 0px !important;"><br style="text-indent: 0px !important;" /></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 raisin fallen from the high chair</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">2 sticker books</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">3 random stickers stuck to the linoleum floor</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">2 stocking caps</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">2 pair of mittens</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 pair of mommy's flip flops he tried wearing</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 winter coat</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 rain coat (it was raining outside, so he insisted he needed to wear it inside)</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 sippy cup</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 play kitchen</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 play cupcake thingy</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">3 books</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">2 pieces of play fence from play farm</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 can of corn</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">2 large containers of oats</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 container of hot chocolate</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 jar of gravy</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 pkg honey grahams</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 pair size 7 toddler sandals</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 pair of daddy's shoes size 13</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 wooden train</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 play laptop</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">2 jars of spaghetti sauce (thankful he didn't drop them)</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 pkg wheat flour unopened (thankfully)</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">numerous random coffee filters</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 'fit the object in its shape' game</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 old Gerber baby food jar</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 box lasagna noodles</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">1 can black beans</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;"><br style="text-indent: 0px !important;" /></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important;">...it might not sound like much, except that we live in a small duplex, and ALL of this is just in the front room and kitchen, and I keep tripping over everything, but don't have the energy (or room) to keep bending over this baby belly to pick stuff up! Good thing he's learned to put his toys away at night :). He made me tired just watching him play...</div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-2372798760594938592011-08-02T18:37:00.000-07:002011-08-02T18:40:01.255-07:00Love Came For MeI've been on a <a href="https://www.shannonwexelberg.com/">Shannon Wexelberg</a> kick lately. I first heard her at the National Worship Leader Conference last year, and have LOVED her music ever since. So peaceful, so vivid with lyrics.<br />
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Now granted, this one is on her Christmas album, but it is one to listen to and reflect on all year.<br />
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Reflect on these lyrics:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Love Came for Me </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Words & music by Shannon J. Wexelberg </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>If You had not come </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Tender baby King </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>And humbly left Your throne </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>To reach someone like me </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>If You had not walked </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Upon this broken ground </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Where on earth would I be now? </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>If You had not come </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>If You had not come </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>To seek the sick and lame </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>To set the captive free </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>To break the prisoners chains </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>I’d still be in the dark </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Grappling for the door </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Longing for some way, somehow (but…) </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Love came for me </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> Love rescued me </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> Love called my name </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> Love took my place </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> Sweet Lamb of God </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> I’m bowing down </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> My eyes have seen </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> I’m finally free </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> Love came for me </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>If You had not come </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Willing, spotless Lamb </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>My sin would be too much </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>For You to take me as I am </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>But, oh, the blood of Christ </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>That washes over me </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Flowing from Your hands and feet </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Don’t have to worry where I’d be </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Love came for me </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> Love rescued me </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> Love called my name </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> Love took my place </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> Sweet Lamb of God </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> I’m bowing down </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> My eyes have seen </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> I’m finally free </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> Love came for me </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> This manger King </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> My everything </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> Love came for me </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>©/2010 Shanny Banny Music / BMI </b></i></div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-68872289215956282962011-07-31T19:42:00.000-07:002011-07-31T19:42:17.712-07:00who are You? and who am i?<div style="text-align: center;">The song 'Who Is Like You' by Starfield came to mind tonight as I was praying. Here are the lyrics:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', 'lucida grande', 'lucida sans unicode', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">The Lord is my strength and my song<br />
He has become my salvation<br />
He is my God and I will praise Him,<br />
I will lift him up.<br />
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Who is like You, Majestic in holiness<br />
Awesome in <em>glory, Working wonders?<br />
Who is like You, Majestic in holiness<br />
Awesome in <em>glory, Working wonders?<br />
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In Your unfailing love<br />
You will lead the people there You Redeemed<br />
And in your strength, You will guide them<br />
to Your holy place<br />
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Who among the gods is like You,<br />
who in all the heavens?<br />
Who among the gods is like You?</em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', 'lucida grande', 'lucida sans unicode', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><em><em><br />
</em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">This song reminds me to put things into perspective: Who is like Him? He is everything. Why do I rely so much on the world and its wisdom, on the thoughts of others instead of His thoughts about me, why do I spend so much of my time on worldly things instead of focusing my attention to Him?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm reminded also in the song 'Who Am I?' of the same thoughts:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Who am I? </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">That the Lord of all the earth,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Would care to know my name,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Would care to feel my hurt.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Who am I? </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">That the bright and morning star,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Would choose to light the way,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">For my ever wandering heart.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">...</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">I am a flower quickly fading,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Here today and gone tomorrow,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">A wave tossed in the ocean,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">A vapor in the wind.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><br />
...</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Who am I? </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">That the eyes that see my sin</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Would look on me with love</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">And watch me rise again.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Who am I? </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">That the voice that calmed the sea,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Would call out through the rain,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">And calm the storm in me.</span></span><br />
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...these questions are my questions. Even when I know full well that He is God, He is the Great I Am, that no one is like Him in majesty and glory, I still doubt {in my sinner way} that He surely can't love me for who I am, the things I've done, the mistakes I've made. I love the chorus of this song though-<br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">Not because of who I am,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">But because of what you've done.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">Not because of what I've done,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">But because of who you are.</span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><br />
</span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><br />
</span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">-and it reminds me-He reminds me-that He loves me for me. Not because of who I am, or anything I've done, but because of what He came to do for me. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>"As for God, His way is perfect;</b></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>the word of the Lord is flawless.</b></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>He is a shield for all who take refuge in Him.</b></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>For who is God besides the Lord?</b></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>And who is the Rock except our God?"</b></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>~Psalm 18:30-31</b></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', 'lucida grande', 'lucida sans unicode', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><em><em><br />
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</div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-46053376357593304442011-07-12T19:36:00.000-07:002011-07-12T19:36:53.343-07:00Chalkboard Paint: The Beginning of an Addiction {Part 2}<div style="text-align: center;">Glad I took the plunge :).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here's the final product{s}:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I did learn some things along the way. The plastic totes in the top picture did good taking the paint, but when I tried writing on them, two of the three different types of plastic had issues. I managed to easily scratch the chalk paint right off (you'll see in additional pics below).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I also had trouble with the big metal tin. The original chalkboard painted tin that I found on a blog was painted over the entire outer surface, whereas I tried to do a small area which I marked off with masking tape. In the final product the green plastic tote peeled off easily and clean, whereas the tin had some grunge/vintage look to it from the paint seeping under the masking tape. Thankfully I sort of like the unfinished look ;)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">So what'd I do with all my newly labeled organization?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9fEku9GkfkQhJkKWLTKh110hEzB-keUrKx1voNgl2YKGhu7gZ_iktek_rNFmI7rgnbKAtaEBXhTb7430gfKl_zl8OgAUxhmjd-G0tGZ2nFbSlCkF8D2hJAYAyCjJU7cV701xY4W_oa7zw/s1600/DSC02843+%2528Large%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9fEku9GkfkQhJkKWLTKh110hEzB-keUrKx1voNgl2YKGhu7gZ_iktek_rNFmI7rgnbKAtaEBXhTb7430gfKl_zl8OgAUxhmjd-G0tGZ2nFbSlCkF8D2hJAYAyCjJU7cV701xY4W_oa7zw/s320/DSC02843+%2528Large%2529.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">{You can see where the paint looked great in the first picture before I wrote on them, but then where it chipped when I used the chalk on it. I'm considering, for smaller projects, using chalkboard contact paper sold on amazon.com for $12 for an 18"x6' roll}</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</i></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I thought I had a picture of the <i>before</i> hall closet, but I'm sort of thankful now that I don't because it was just...that...unorganized!! I thought it was, but now I'm realizing it was FAR from organized. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If you put new containers in the closet,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">then the rest looks bad...so you have to clean the closet out.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If you clean the closet out, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">then you have to reorganize it with the new space {aka less clutter}.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If you reorganize it, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">you realize it still looks bleh. You wish you could paint the closet, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...but then you remember you rent and are not allowed to paint.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then you remember you have half a roll of white contact paper left from another project, so you cover the shelves!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The final, VERY clean, VERY organized, LESS intimidating hall closet:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-35814163339693073292011-07-11T20:00:00.000-07:002011-07-11T20:00:09.999-07:00Chalkboard Paint: The Beginning of an Addiction {Part 1}<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"> i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><i>heart </i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">c</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">k </span>.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seriously-I've always loved chalk much more than marker boards. I can remember sitting in school and thinking, "When is it MY turn to write the answer on the chalkboard??!?" I never had such gumption to write on the marker boards...perhaps because they wiped so clean and you couldn't see the ghost markings in the background which often made for a cool design? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Needless to say, I've been wanting to play with chalkboard paint for a while. My dream was to build my own little frame on a wall and use chalkboard paint to create my own chalkboard...this of course was when we lived in Iowa and we <i>owned</i> our home. Now we rent, and I doubt that the landlord would be happy if I did that here. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, what do you do when you want to experiment with paint, but are not brave enough? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>1. Find awesome blogs that give how-to's so that you don't feel dumb for not knowing how to </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>actually create it ;)</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">New favorite in the bookmarked blogs: I Heart Organizing</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://iheartorganizing.blogspot.com/2011/03/project-teal-chalk-it-to-me-again.html">http://iheartorganizing.blogspot.com/2011/03/project-teal-chalk-it-to-me-again.html</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">{above link shows the how-to for making a chalkboard, the link below shows an awesome idea for storing the chalk on the board. I REALLLY wanted to do this, but alas, my frames were too narrow}</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>2. Take the plunge. </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've been thinking of buying a piece of plywood and framing and make my own board...but why do that when you can come across these 2 pre-made boards with frames at a garage sale for $1 each?? Add a can of chalk paint for $9.97, a sample can of OOPS! paint for $0.50 {I wanted a fun, vibrant color, but it was $3}, and two brushes for $2...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTjF5ZkelR8l8-EBP65pLzUVwzExwoxIKl0xpN93wvc4jbIYyzO43C9CVaFlOAtZbvVfLmsd_9rYw5A_mrvyiXuR4Sb871kBdPYz3c-KKe-wkjzscktk7ot1hE2p6PaPcfY60Eh5DqlLk6/s1600/DSC02809+%2528Large%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTjF5ZkelR8l8-EBP65pLzUVwzExwoxIKl0xpN93wvc4jbIYyzO43C9CVaFlOAtZbvVfLmsd_9rYw5A_mrvyiXuR4Sb871kBdPYz3c-KKe-wkjzscktk7ot1hE2p6PaPcfY60Eh5DqlLk6/s320/DSC02809+%2528Large%2529.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">{After...the little guy couldn't wait for mommy to hang it-he insisted on using it immediately! One is for his play area downstairs...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...and one in the kids' bedroom for Mommy's notes, like this one, announcing our coming attraction of </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Miss Abigail Lucy :) }</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was very pleased with the results...so why stop there?? I got addicted to that blog again and decided, after seeing some organized totes, to get a little plastic organizer that Isaac could tote his crayons and coloring stuff in. Sadly, after perusing nearly every aisle in Target, I did not find what I was looking for, but I did find these:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I taped the area that I wanted to paint, and attempted getting creative with the edges...we'll see how the that worked in Part 2.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Step 1: Put on first coat. ...Realize this is fun and feeling organized, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">grab sugar and flour containers to do the same.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I did notice that the paint took directly to the plastic containers, but the metal was streaky. It actually dried well after an hour (I was nervous that it might not work on metal), and took an easy 2nd coat.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-91997595144225259552011-07-06T15:15:00.001-07:002011-07-06T15:15:52.890-07:00Hmm...new ideas and inspirations...I'm on a decorating on a budget kick. A sewing kick. A creative kick.<br />
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I was looking for book ideas to check out at the library for Isaac, and randomly this picture came up of shelves to hold books (and then listed a bunch of cool books). I remember telling Alan how it'd be cool to make shelves like that, but shelves are hard to do considering we rent and cannot screw anything to the wall, only nail it. So I gave up on the cool shelf idea...<br />
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...until now! I am in a blog mood-I LOVE reading decorating blogs and seeing how amazingly creative women can take a $5 chair from craigslist and make it into something that looks more like $50 or more! I stumbled upon this blog and as I scrolled through old posts, I found the SAME IMAGE of the bookshelf I saw last week!!! This time it had a DIY blog about how to make the shelves, and it looks SO easy!!!<br />
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Here's a<a href="http://justagirlblog.com/2011/05/diy-bookshelves.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+justagirlblog%2FTjAN+%28Just+a+Girl%29"> link to the blog and the shelf idea</a>.<br />
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We recently cleaned up an area of the basement for Isaac to play while we're hanging out down there, and I want to make 3 of these shelves, paint them in fun colors and display his books rather than keep them in their current mess with all his other toys.<br />
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...Now to break the news to Alan that he gets to make a trip to Menards and help me with this project ;)Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-57194438835724429382011-06-28T17:57:00.000-07:002011-06-28T17:57:39.572-07:00Why Some Tunes Just Don't Work :)I just came across this as I was looking for a song of his I wanted to post, but this caught my attention in a funny yet poignant way.<br />
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Kauflin on the {In}Effectiveness of some tunes<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Oh, and here's the song I was originally going to post by his son. Love the lyrics. Soak them in. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/XR_T5tLEi-U/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XR_T5tLEi-U&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XR_T5tLEi-U&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2714172800927539589.post-87984062556877833972011-06-28T09:24:00.000-07:002011-06-28T09:24:51.557-07:00Today is a Day of PretendI typed this this morning before my piano lesson arrived and emailed it to a friend. She thought it would make for a great, if not very transparent, blog post. So, at the risk of being transparent about my less than stellar mood today, here it is:<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;">Today is a day of pretend.</span></span></span><br />
<div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" /></span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">I am going to pretend that I got 8 blissful hours of sleep last night, and have woken up rejuvenated and refreshed and not think about the mere 3 hours that I really got.</span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" /></span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">I am going to pretend that I do not have heartburn from too much water or leg cramps left over from said night of sleep, and instead pretend that I ate a delicious meal of shrimp scampi and breadsticks covered in marinara sauce from Olive Garden last night, and that my legs are tired from the marathon that I won yesterday. </span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" /></span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">I am going to pretend that my child did not wake me twice last night screaming at the top of his lungs for no apparent reason other than perhaps he too had heartburn, or that they were not in fact night terrors, but instead he just loves me so much that he wanted additional cuddle time in the wee hours of the night.</span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" /></span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">I am going to pretend that my house is sparkling clean, the dishes all put away, the counters all wiped down, a meal already prepared for the night is tucked safely away in the fridge, right next to the mocha chocolate chip cheesecake for dessert. Towels are clean, clothes are washed, folded, and neatly organized in all drawers and closets, so that I can rest peacefully this afternoon in a blissful nap knowing that my wifely chores are already taken care of for the day.</span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" /></span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">I am going to pretend that I do not have nausea from forgetting medicine last night, but that I am just having hungry pangs for the above mentioned cheesecake for later today.</span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" /></span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">I am going to pretend that my child will be a perfect little angel and play nicely by himself all day. He will not have any poopy diapers or tantrum throwing moments, and he will constantly say, "Please," and "Thank you," and "I love you Mommy, you're the bestest" in his own little way.</span></div><div style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" /></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;">I am going to pretend that the maintenance crew on the other side of my </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;">Venetian blinds are not tearing out and replacing water rotted siding and old gutters, but that instead they are building a beautiful wrap around porch with white railing, white wicker furniture with bright Martha Stewartesque patio cushions and an oak porch swing, which I will sit on this evening as I watch the fire flies and feel the beautiful and humid-less breeze as I swing and sip my limeade, which will also not give me heartburn ;). </span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;">I am going to pretend that my attitude today is one of a chipper disposition, bordering on a Southern Belle charm....</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;">....ah crud, I'm out of creamer, running late for lessons now, and those darn power tools just starting rearing outside my door...!!!!</span></span></div>Our Chloe Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09080383098592490085noreply@blogger.com0