The ice cream sandwich looks AMAZING, but I think I'll pass on the crickets and bacon... YUCK! :/
http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/food/10-extreme-chocolate-chip-cookies-2462241/#photoViewer=3
Really made me think...
I had a conversation at work that really made me ponder a few things.
This week, a woman I work with was talking about a prisoner of war who had been missing for something like 14 years. She mentioned that a Christian singer (her name has escaped me) had traveled all the way from Alaska to sing at this POW's 'funeral'. The family was so appreciative of her and what she had done and it was a very moving service.
What my co-worker went on to tell me was that this woman had endured some pain of her own. She is a breast cancer surviver. As many people know, when someone goes through treatment for cancer they tend to lose all of their hair. This singer was no exception. She looks at her past situation like this though... She shares with others and has even written a book about how she will NEVER have another bad hair day.
This thought is amazing to me! How many countless hours have I spent in front of the mirror messing with my hair, make-up, etc. and have been so frustrated with the result that I find myself in TEARS?! It was like a slap in the face to me to hear this story. I thought to myself, "At least you have hair!" From now on, I am going to try my hardest to force those "I'm not good enough/pretty enough/thin enough/ENOUGH" thoughts out of my head. I am a woman and God has every page of my life written out -- He knows everything! So, I can either go on pouting and complaining about everything that comes my way or I can choose to be like this singer/cancer surviver and never have another bad day.
This conversation also made me think about the relationship of husband and wife. I really feel for the women who have to go on with their day to day life knowing that the man they love is away putting his life on the line for our country. It made me think: If Greg were to go off to war and never return, what would I do?
Would I continue searching for him?
Would I need closure?
What would I tell our children?
The deepest question that absolutely radiated through me was this... If he was a prisoner that had been taken captive, would I know he was still alive waiting to be rescued? I am closest to my husband more than anyone else on this planet, so it seems to me that if he were still alive -- bruised, hurting, bleeding, beaten & defeated -- I would feel his pain and want to bring him back home. I truly believe that when you enter into the union of marriage your spouse becomes part of you. I think I would know if Greg was still alive because he is part of me.
Then I thought that the pain I sometimes feel in life is nothing compaired to what God must have felt watching his Son die for a crime he didn't commit. I could not imagine. God understands every circumstance because He had to give up something so precious -- His Son. God truly has a hand in everything that takes place in our lives. Whatever we are going through -- whether it is cancer or losing a family member like in the story my co-worker shared with me -- God will give us the strength to endure it and overcome it.
So, this blog goes out to all survivers of something truly life changing. Whether it be cancer, losing a spouse, graduating from college, running a marathon, buying a house. having a child, moving across the country, retiring from a career... whatever it may be, God had a hand in it and it will shape you into the person He wants you to be.
This week, a woman I work with was talking about a prisoner of war who had been missing for something like 14 years. She mentioned that a Christian singer (her name has escaped me) had traveled all the way from Alaska to sing at this POW's 'funeral'. The family was so appreciative of her and what she had done and it was a very moving service.
What my co-worker went on to tell me was that this woman had endured some pain of her own. She is a breast cancer surviver. As many people know, when someone goes through treatment for cancer they tend to lose all of their hair. This singer was no exception. She looks at her past situation like this though... She shares with others and has even written a book about how she will NEVER have another bad hair day.
This thought is amazing to me! How many countless hours have I spent in front of the mirror messing with my hair, make-up, etc. and have been so frustrated with the result that I find myself in TEARS?! It was like a slap in the face to me to hear this story. I thought to myself, "At least you have hair!" From now on, I am going to try my hardest to force those "I'm not good enough/pretty enough/thin enough/ENOUGH" thoughts out of my head. I am a woman and God has every page of my life written out -- He knows everything! So, I can either go on pouting and complaining about everything that comes my way or I can choose to be like this singer/cancer surviver and never have another bad day.
This conversation also made me think about the relationship of husband and wife. I really feel for the women who have to go on with their day to day life knowing that the man they love is away putting his life on the line for our country. It made me think: If Greg were to go off to war and never return, what would I do?
Would I continue searching for him?
Would I need closure?
What would I tell our children?
The deepest question that absolutely radiated through me was this... If he was a prisoner that had been taken captive, would I know he was still alive waiting to be rescued? I am closest to my husband more than anyone else on this planet, so it seems to me that if he were still alive -- bruised, hurting, bleeding, beaten & defeated -- I would feel his pain and want to bring him back home. I truly believe that when you enter into the union of marriage your spouse becomes part of you. I think I would know if Greg was still alive because he is part of me.
Then I thought that the pain I sometimes feel in life is nothing compaired to what God must have felt watching his Son die for a crime he didn't commit. I could not imagine. God understands every circumstance because He had to give up something so precious -- His Son. God truly has a hand in everything that takes place in our lives. Whatever we are going through -- whether it is cancer or losing a family member like in the story my co-worker shared with me -- God will give us the strength to endure it and overcome it.
So, this blog goes out to all survivers of something truly life changing. Whether it be cancer, losing a spouse, graduating from college, running a marathon, buying a house. having a child, moving across the country, retiring from a career... whatever it may be, God had a hand in it and it will shape you into the person He wants you to be.
Starbucks Tribute Days
Starbucks is celebrating 40 years! If you go in today, tomorrow, or Saturday you can get a free petite when you buy a coffee!
Learn more:
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Learn more:
http://www.starbucks.com/?gclid=CO2Frqa4xKcCFYjsKgodkC3AFQ
Growing Baby Boy!
I realized I only have 5 fruits left until my baby is born! :)
http://community.thebump.com/cs/ks/blogs/nb_checklists/pages/how-big-is-baby.aspx?r=0
This has been a huge help to me throughout my pregnancy. It is nice to know how big baby is and what to compare him to. It is hard to believe he went from a poppyseed to a banana in 21 weeks! He's a growing boy! Can't wait to meet him!
http://community.thebump.com/cs/ks/blogs/nb_checklists/pages/how-big-is-baby.aspx?r=0
This has been a huge help to me throughout my pregnancy. It is nice to know how big baby is and what to compare him to. It is hard to believe he went from a poppyseed to a banana in 21 weeks! He's a growing boy! Can't wait to meet him!
Learning to Knit: #2
Learning to Knit: #1
I need a new hobby, so I decided to learn how to knit! I got a kit & some yarn and just started last night. I learned how to make a slip knot and how to cast on, which is way harder than it looks! I couldn't make sense of the picture that I was looking at in my book, so I had to watch the DVD that I got. Once I watched it being done it made more sense and I actually felt like a real "knitter." I can't way to learn more.
I have a two goals:
1) I want to make a cute scarf for the Fall
2) I want to make a little hat for my baby boy
We'll see how it goes!
New car for our baby BOY!
We needed to get something that was family friendly. It was a new experience for both of us, but I really like our new vehicle! And it's BLUE for the baby BOY we're going to have! :)
Make use of everything :)
Living in a residence hall is somewhat of a challenge when it comes to decorating. These are some ways I have tried to be creative...
I had a bunch of oranges in the fridge and I felt bad about wasting them. So...
I peeled them all and made it into potpourri! It smells really good!
Instead of covering our fridge in pictures...
I stuck pictures to the door with magnets. It is a lot better than just a boring, blank door to look at.
'Over the door' hangers, curtain rod, curtain, and a picture covers up another door.
One of our favorite verses of Scripture over the bedroom/living room door.
These little photo hangers are my BEST friends! AND they peel right off with no mess.
Old bottles and tins can be used for....
decorating, flower vases, or candle holders. These are from all over the place: the first jar was filled with iced tea mix that my family brought back to me from Oregon, the second is a tin that held coffee from Italy, the third is from World Market, and the last jar was filled with apple butter from Tennessee!
Rainy Mornings
Why does the rain make me so lazy? Some people are scared of storms and heavy rain, but I like them. I sleep better when I can hear the rain tapping against the window. It calms me and makes me want to stay in bed allllll day long!
Today was one of those mornings. I woke up early, wide awake. I should have jumped out of bed and gone on with my day, but the rain paralyzed me. I just laid there, still, and listened to the rain. I wish every morning could be like that.
Today was one of those mornings. I woke up early, wide awake. I should have jumped out of bed and gone on with my day, but the rain paralyzed me. I just laid there, still, and listened to the rain. I wish every morning could be like that.
A perfect rainbow in Hawaii
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