Showing posts with label Things I'm learning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Things I'm learning. Show all posts

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Been cookin' with some new things...

Anyone know what these are?


or this?
answers in the comments section...



Goat Cheese



Mascarpone cheese.....I'd heard of it, probably eaten it in something somewhere, but never cooked with it....until now.


I've got a few more recipes to try, and then I'll post the REALLY good ones.  I think I found a new favorite way to make pork tenderloin.....well equally as good as my other favorite pork recipe.  Stay tuned.



Oh, and did you know brussels sprouts grow like this?!?  I learned that last year....forgot to post it.  God is so creative.


Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Advice anyone?

I just got a notice that my "promotional rate" is finished for my phone/internet plan with Verizon.  I thought, surely if I call, I will be able to get the same rate.  No.  Anyhow, I think the amount Patrick and I pay for a basic phone plan and internet service (around $90) is ridiculous!  We don't have cable, so we do the bundle package for phone and internet with Verizon.  I know I could find a cheaper phone plan (ie Vontage), so I asked how much it would be to just get internet from them.  The difference was an astounding $2.  Yes, TWO DOLLARS!  Even the sales lady was surprised.  SO, now I find myself wondering if there is a cheaper option for fast internet.  As much as we LOVE our iPhones, we are also debating if this is an extravagance we should eliminate.  What do you use for your phone, cell phones, and internet providers?  Any advice?

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Introvert vs Extravert

I've been having some interesting conversations recently about personalities, and some stereotypes I've held for years have changed.  I'm an extravert.  If you know me, that statement is so obvious it seems silly to even type it.  Patrick is an introvert.  I always thought of him as an "extraverted introvert"....as in he tips the scale towards being an introvert but is comfortable in social situations and is so personable he MUST have a slice of extraversion in there.  He doesn't.

We've talked about the different personalities of our girls, and I realized I wanted them to be extraverts.  Because...

EXTRAVERT= confident, leader, popular, fun, social, able to connect with people and be a good friend
INTROVERT= shy, socially awkward, loner, quiet

If you asked me to define those words, this isn't what I would have told you, but deep down it's what I thought and believed.  Before all of you introverts send me hate mail, I WAS WRONG.  As I was talking with a friend from church, she described herself as a shy extravert, and her retired marine commander husband doesn't have a shy bone in his body, but...you guessed it... he's an introvert.  "Shy extravert"....hmm....I had to think about that one.  Here's the truth, extra/introversion has everything to do with how you recharge, how you center yourself, and very little to do with any of the other words in my definition.  I realized I know people who are clearly extraverts (they need to be with people all the time), but they are socially unaware, awkward, or just plain annoying.  I also know introverts who are very strong leaders, others who are my best friends (and I can talk with them for hours).

Adeline is an introvert.  It took me a while to come to that conclusion.  She doesn't have separation anxiety.  She loves spending time with her friends...and asks to see them often.  However, I see now how introspective she is.  She is taking it all in and figuring out the world...just like her daddy.  She is frequently described as "serious."  She needs "quiet time."  One of her favorite things to do is sit and "read" books....by herself.  Then, she is ready to join our family again and be her crazy, silly self.  She is a micro, female version of her daddy.

I think (and it is still early to tell) that Camille has more of my personality.  Lord, have mercy.  She's got some feist to her.  However, despite signs of extraversion, she screams when we go in the nursery.  She.wants.mommy!  It is so interesting to me to see how different their personalities are even in these early stages.  We hardly babyproofed our house for Adeline.  If Camille makes it to age 3, we're doing well.  She's into EVERYTHING!  (as I typed that sentence, I turned around to look at her and had to stop to pull a piece of easter grass out of her mouth that she found on the floor....oh look, NOW she found a candy wrapper.  Seriously?!?) She's the kid that eats chalk and tries to stick her finger in outlets.  If there is a crumb on your floor, she'll find it.  Now, what were we talking about?  Oh...

What's the point?  Does personality type really matter?  I guess, it has helped me to understand the needs of my husband and my children in a different way.  It is good for my biases and prejudices to be tested and corrected.  It also reinforced why Patrick and I don't do well on long road trips.  He wants to be introspective, and I want to chat.  Maybe when Camille can say more than "hi, dada, mama, and no" we can revisit the idea as a family....

Monday, March 8, 2010

Camille's Baptism


On Valentine's Day (no reason...that just happened to be a Sunday that worked), Camille was baptized.  I was raised in a Mennonite family, as were many of my friends.  In the Mennonite denomination, you are baptized when you make a profession of faith and ask to join the church.  I know our decision to baptize our kids when they are babies raises questions of theology in the minds of our friends and family.  In fact, when I told one of my best friends we had Adeline baptized, she said, "you mean dedicated."  No, she was, in fact, baptized.  I've never felt condemned by my friends, but I thought I would use this post to explain what our church believes, and how we came to the same understanding of what the Bible teaches regarding baptism.

First, I want to say what infant baptism is not.  It is not a guarantee that your children will go to heaven.  It does not mean they are Christians.  It is not an empty ritual or a right of passage.  

I am going to summarize and quote passages from "What Christian Parents Should Know About Infant Baptism" a booklet written by John Sartelle to explain further...

We serve a covenant God.  When God made and everlasting covenant with Abraham---a covenant of salvation from generation to generation, He used circumcision as a sign of the covenant (Gen 17:11).  When an adult from outside Israel became a believer, he was to be circumcised.  Passages in the Old Testament so closely identify the sign with the real event that God actually uses the word circumcision instead of salvation.  The saved person or community is called "circumcised"; the unsaved person or community is called "uncircumcised" (Isa. 52:1; Ezek. 44:9; I Sam. 15:6).  

This does not imply that circumcision saves an individual.  The thesis of Romans 4 is that Abraham was saved by FAITH, not by circumcision.  Yet, God commanded circumcision as a sign of salvation.  In Genesis 17, God gives an extraordinary command.  God tells Abraham to apply this sign of salvation to infants born into his house.  This is astounding.  How could the sign of salvation be applied to an infant who had not yet believed"  But right there it is:  "...and every male among you who is eight days old shall be circumcised throughout your generations" (Gen 17:12)

Now, we come to the NEW covenant in Jesus.  He told His disciples to make other disciples and to baptize them (Matt 28:19).  God uses an outward symbol to denote an inward spiritual reality.  Like circumcision, baptism too is a sign.  Baptism means being set apart to a holy life.  Just as utensils and people were anointed with water or oil in the Old Testament and set apart for holy use, so in baptism the person is anointed and set apart for holiness.  Baptism is a sign of an event, not the reality itself.  Ephesians 2:8-9 tells us we are saved by grace, not by any works of righteousness.  Our sins are cleansed by the blood of Christ, and our lives are made holy by being born again.  Baptism is an outward sign of this inward work.

In light of that fact, the following verses may seem surprising.  As people were converted, not only were they baptized but their families were also.  Lydia, a business woman from Thyatira, believed the gospel, and Paul baptized both her and her household (Acts 16:15).  Likewise, an unnamed Philippian jailer believed, and he and his household were baptized (Acts 16:33-34).

Every doctrine in the New Testament has its roots in the Old.  We are moved to tears at the beauty and unity of Scripture as we see Aaron slay the lambs and then see Jesus slain at Calvary, punished by God for our sins.  We feel a kinship to Joshua as we see his family gather to eat the Passover lamb in old Israel, and we gather to partake of the body and blood of God's lamb in the new Israel.  But most precious is that God does not withhold a blessing He gave His people in former days.  We follow in the footsteps of Abraham circumcising Isaac when we bring our children to be baptized.

In the Old and New Testaments, we see God working through families.  In Genesis 17:7, God made a covenant of salvation with Abraham.  He told Abraham that the covenant was not only for him, but for his children and many generations to come.  Four hundred years later, Abraham's family had grown to be a great nation of over one million people.  Enslaved in Egypt, they prayed to God...."So God heard their groaning; and God remembered His covenant with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.  And God saw the sons of Israel, and had regard for them." (Exodus 2: 24-25).  Another example is David, Solomon, and Rehoboam.  Solomon seriously transgressed against God.  His kingdom would be divided because of his sin, but the Lord would not do this in Solomon's lifetime, because he was David's son.  David had been dead for years, and yet God treated Solomon with special regard because of his father.  We can now begin to see why God directed the sign of the covenant to be applied to the children.  They are set apart, special before the Lord.  God showed favor to Solomon because of David, but the kingdom was divided under Rehoboam's reign (Solomon's son).  In the New Testament, we see the same examples as Jesus heals children not through their own faith but through the faith of their parents (Matt 17:14-18, Luke 7:11-17, John 4:46-54).  Another example is Paul's answer to the question of if a man becomes a Christian, should he continue to live with his non-Christian wife.  In I Corinthians 7, Paul says if the wife will live with him, he is to stay with her.  He says the unbelieving wife is "sanctified" by the believing husband.  This does not mean she is saved.  The Greek word for "sanctify" means "set apart."  The holy life of a Christian is a "set apart" life.  Paul was saying the wife is set apart, viewed in a special way by God, because her husband is one of God's people.  So why not baptize her?  As an adult, she is responsible for making her own profession before the Lord.  The infant stands in his father's faith, unable to make his own profession, but bearing the mark of his father's faith upon him, which calls him to his Lord in his earliest years.

Baptism is the sign of salvation applied to our children, it is a call to raise them as God directed.  We give our affirmation to the following vows during baptism:

Do you now unreservedly dedicate your child to God, and promise, in humble reliance upon divine grace, that you will endeavor to set before him a godly example, that you will pray with and for him, that you will teach him the doctrines of our holy faith, and that you will strive, by all the means of God's appointment, to bring him up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord?

Covenant children are set apart.  They are blessed with parents who want to honor and serve Christ.  They are taught the Scriptures, prayed for, and trained by godly parents and by the church from a young age.  It is God who initiated, drew the terms of, and seals His covenant with His people.  He graciously binds Himself to the promises of His Word.  And He calls His children and His children's children to keep His covenant and know His blessing from generation to generation.

Thoughts?  Questions?

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

My new favorite song...

I love all things Sara Groves.  She is an amazing song writer and lyricist.  This is my new favorite song...."Different Kinds of Happy."  You should get the whole album.  It's just great stuff.  That chorus...wow.  It's something I'm learning a lot about in this season of my life.  Bringing our sin, our failures, our temptations into the light is so powerful.  For me, the venue for that is not this blog, but still....there is power in transparency and "there's redemption in confession and freedom in the light..."  It takes away fear and conquers the power of sin and temptation.   The chorus just replays in my head, and I love it.  My hubby loves it.  We include lines from it in emails or texts to each other.  I guess you could say it's "our song."




go on and ask me anything
what do you need to know
I'm not holding on to anything
I'm not willing to let go of
to be free, to be free

I've got to ask you something
but please don't be afraid
there's a promise here thats heavier
than your answer might weigh
baby it's me, it's me

it's a sweet, sweet thing
standing here with you and nothing to hide
light shining down to our very insides
sharing our secrets, bearing our souls,
helping each other come clean


secrets and cyphers
there's no good way to hide
there's redemption in confession
and freedom in the light
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid

better than our promises
is the day we got to keep them
I wish those two could see us now
they never would believe how
there are different kinds of happy
different kinds of happy
there are different kinds of happy
different kinds of happy


Thursday, February 25, 2010

Cookies for Africa


I'm putting in a plug today for a wonderful ministry.  Do you see how adorable this cookie is?!?  It was served at a baby shower I recently attended.  It is as delicious as it is cute, and it took me a week to decide that it was okay to eat something that adorable.  They were made by Becky, who started this ministry to support Child Alive, fighting malaria and meningitis in Africa.  You can read more about the mission, her family's desire to adopt, and see more of her beautiful creations here at www.CookiesForAfrica.com.  These cookies aren't cheap, but most of your purchase/donation is tax deductible.  She is incredibly talented.

As an added bonus, when I clicked on her site this morning, she is currently doing a giveaway!!!  Check it out (and tell her you found out about her from here).

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Shoveling tip for Snownami 2010

This snow is impressive.  Three feet over the weekend.  And then.....let's just add another foot today for good measure.  Seriously!  I'm not complaining.  Really, I'm not.  I've had my husband home all week, and we've tackled some projects that have been on my list for MONTHS!  

 The snowman in the previous post was done about a month ago.  This slightly less impressive one was done by Adeline and me last Wednesday when we had a perfect few inches that was slowly melting in the 40 degree weather...making it perfect snowman snow.  Note that I had a screaming 9 month old bundled up in her stroller that was none too happy about being outside.  Is Adeline out enjoying the snow now?  no.  A girl who is 3 1/2 feet tall does not enjoy playing in three feet of snow.  Breathing is ya know, important.  We did attempt sledding with our alwaysupforanadventure friends, the Saladas.  Patrick prepped the sledding hill.  Adeline went down once (after daddy carried her from the door to the top of the hill).  She smiled the whole time.  The next time down, she got snow in her face and she was "all done snow."





I know, Patrick looks impressive with this "man tool" to clear the snow, but bless his heart, he did most of it the old fashioned way.  This snow blower is our neighbors, and the tire was flat (a problem before we borrowed it) after a few laps.  Honey, you rock!

Anyway, on to the tip...
My father (who has logged many hours plowing this marvel of global warming) called with this tip.  Don't shovel the end of your driveway until you absolutely have to.  When the plows come along, if you've created an opening, all the snow they're pushing from the street will pile into your cleared driveway.  If you leave a ridge, most of the snow will continue past.  Brilliant.  Happy shoveling!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

They don't need to be taught...

...how to sin.
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A: "Mommy, I need you to open the door." (we got a chain lock for the sliding door to our deck after a friend's daughter escaped while she was in the shower...she was fine, but it scared me since Adeline knows how to take out the security bar, unlock the door, and go out to play).

me: "No honey, we are going to stay inside right now. Go play with your friends."

A: "Daddy, can you please open the door for me?"

Pat: "Mommy already told you no, and so you don't come to ask daddy when mommy already answered you. Daddy and mommy will always agree."

A: walks to my right around the table..."Mr Salada, I would like you to open the door please."
at which point the adults in the room are trying hard to not bust out laughing.

Mr S: "Well, Adeline, mommy and daddy already told you, no. So, you probably shouldn't be asking me."

A: Without missing a beat, Adeline walks around to the other side of the table. "Mrs. Salada, would you unlock the door for me, please?"

Mrs S: "Adeline, your mommy and daddy said no. They are in charge of you. You need to obey them. Now, go play."

Content that she had exhausted all her options, Adeline ran off happily and played.

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A: "Mommy, can I wear my Thomas shirt today?"
me: "no, you can wear it tonight when you go to bed."
A: "I can ask daddy when daddy gets home."
She clearly missed the lesson from the door incident...
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I came home from work and Adeline and her friend, Rock were watching a movie. After they left, we had this conversation...
A: "Mommy, I want to watch the movie again."
me: "No, sweetheart. We only watch one movie a day, and it is all done."
A: "Mrs Fix said I could watch it again."
hmm...somehow I doubt that Mrs Fix, who isn't here, said you could continue watching movies to your heart's content.

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Did you notice the theme? This week's Tiny Talk Tuesday focused on recent examples of my daughter lying and manipulating. We didn't teach her how to do these things (although I'm sure we provide examples more than we care to believe). I know this behavior is "normal." I don't think she is unusually rebellious, according to earthly standards, but that's not the standard.

Children are not born innocent. Sure, they don't understand there are things like pornography, murder, and rape. However, we need to teach our children (and ourselves) things like kindness, mercy, self-control, and patience. We don't need to teach them how to lie, cheat, and be selfish. Those things are at our core. These stories are cute, but they also remind me that my heart is rebellious too, and I need the grace of God each and every day. Even though we laugh when their sin is so obvious, it is something to take seriously. I pray that God will soften Adeline's heart and give us wisdom to train her heart to choose what is right, true, and lovely.

Head to Mary's for more TTT...

Friday, August 21, 2009

Thankfulness revisited

I think I made my position on thankfulness pretty clear in this post. However, I've been having a lot more thoughts on this topic recently, partly triggered by these...
I love weddings. I've been in a lot of them, attended even more of them, and planned several of them (not the least of which was my own). I am a detail person, and I am asked a lot for wedding advice, which frequently snowballs into me being a wedding coordinator. I don't mind. I like doing it. For some, I am a consultant only (I don't attend the wedding). For some, I only attend the wedding (and just make sure everything goes smoothly that day). For others, I plan everything from the music to the decorations to directing the MC at the reception. I don't charge anything because, again, I enjoy doing it, and I believe God has given me this gift to bless others.

I love when a wedding shows the personality of the couple. If they are musicians, the music should be live and lovely. If they are artistic, the programs should showcase some of their talent. If they love horses, why not ride in on one (for an outdoor wedding of course)? You get the point. I've planned some where I love everything they choose and some where I am shocked by how different our taste is....there really is a lot of subjectivity in what is beautiful.

In planning something as intimate and life changing as a wedding, you get to know the couple (or family) well. I find that I come to respect them more or lose respect for them as we go along. There are challenges with almost every one. Sometimes it is a clash of personalities (family dynamics), sometimes it is a tight budget, and sometimes I am contacted at the last minute when things are just not going well and there is too much to do with too little time. Sometimes it is all of the above. Some couples care about every detail (um, that would be us), and some just want someone to make decisions for them and show up on the day. What the particular challenge is is not nearly as important as how they face it.

For as varied as the couples and styles of weddings are, there are equal number of variations on thankfulness. For some, after I've put in HOURS of work, it would be nice to at least get a card. I know I shouldn't expect anything, but I struggle with feeling I have been taken advantage of when someone doesn't even take the time to write a thank you. Sometimes, not even a thank you for the wedding gift (if it's someone I know personally). I know that it is not personal, but it still bugs me.

I thoroughly enjoyed the most recent wedding I planned. Not because everything was easy and smooth, but because the family was truly thankful, and gracious. The bride and her mother each sent me heartfelt cards of thanks, which was more than enough (especially since the bride did some free babysitting for me). However, the bride's mother came for a visit this week and brought me the salt and pepper shakers above and some dinner plates. They match my set of pottery that we use every day. The company that makes it is located in Maine, and she was there visiting her parents. She called my mom to get ideas of pieces I might need (a few of my dinner plates broke). This is one of the most thoughtful and personal gifts I have received. The card (and babysitting...because I really was thankful for that) really would have been enough, but I am humbled by their thoughtfulness. Thank you Bloomberg family. Helping you was a pleasure.

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Friday, August 7, 2009

TV

When we spent a year in Korea, some of you know we coined it our "year without TV." This didn't start out as an intentional decision. Our TV is not so very new, and we were allowed a small weight limit for our move (we were unaccompanied for you military folks). We decided our TV wasn't worth it's weight in entertainment, and we figured we would upgrade to a flat screen while we were closer to the land where all things electronic are born. Patrick got to Korea a few weeks before Adeline and I arrived to find us an apartment, buy a car, and receive our shipment of goods. He didn't have a TV during those weeks, so he downloaded episodes of LOST and an occasional movie. When we arrived, I was busy setting up our home. After a few weeks, we realized we didn't really miss our TV all that much. I started blogging, and that gave me a whole new outlet for any spare time....can I get an amen?!? I caught up on LOST during the weeks that Patrick worked nights. We downloaded movies or episodes of LOST and The Office (to watch when WE wanted to watch them).

I've been asked to post about this experience and write about what our family is currently doing as far as TV usage. I must say, I REALLY thought I would miss TV more than I did. When it wasn't an option to turn it on, I eventually stopped thinking about it. I should mention that we were never huge TV watchers, but I went through seasons where I would turn it on most evenings (when Patrick was studying every night or working crazy long hours during residency). I think in general we watched less TV than the average family, but those hours still add up! I found I was much more efficient without the distraction of the TV. Even when I thought I only turned it on for background noise, it really did take me longer to get things done. In that year, I read more than ever before, started blogging, and made some serious scrapbooking progress. Patrick and I spent more time playing games and talking. I also found that I was less tired.

Now we are home. We have been reunited with our not so very new TV. We decided we didn't want to pay for cable. Patrick bought some special disc thing (um...yeah, he's the techy one here) so we can get several channels through our computer. We almost never watch it. When we do, it is to watch something specific. We don't turn it on just to "see what's on." That being said, Adeline starts out most mornings watching a movie. Donut Man, Cedermont Kids, and the occasional Veggie Tales. She has learned songs and stories about Jesus from these movies. They give me a few minutes to check my email, read blogs, or take a shower. She likes it. I like it. It works. If I may share one more opinion, I think we do our kids a serious disservice by having a screen in front of them in the car (if the journey is less than, say, two hours). It is not healthy to have constant over stimulation, while using little to no imagination. Now, what do you think? How much time do you spend watching TV? How about your kids? Is TV time the same as time on the Wii or playing video games? What about computer time (ouch, now we're getting personal!)? Take my survey on the sidebar. I won't know who says what (in case you are a closet TV addict).

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Grrrrr....

I don't get it. Road rage. I. don't. get. it. People who are perfectly nice and normal when you meet them on the street are suddenly transformed when glass windows and metal are separating you. People who can usually see the good in others suddenly assume the worst of everyone. "That person is a #&^#%*)@....he just cut me off!!!" Why is the first assumption that he is a mean spirited person with a personal vendetta against you? Do the same people who tailgate, hold up Mr tall man, and mouth profanities do the same when someone does something they don't like face to face. I know there are probably some that feel the world is out to get them and are just plain mean most of the time. However, I know people who struggle with road rage, and they are as genteel as can be when you meet them in person. Why do angry drivers take things so personally, and why do they feel they need to punish all other drivers when offended? Do they really think their rage is going to change the driving habits of the world?

I don't struggle much with anger. I am not a push over. I can be passionate, strong willed, and even stubborn, but it takes a lot to get me angry. When someone drives aggressively and offends me in some way, I may give them a stern look, but I have never (no really, I mean N-E-V-E-R) flicked someone off or swore at them in retaliation. It just seems immature. On a recent drive, I was flicked off TWICE. I am a good driver. I admit I drive fast, but I don't drive angry, and I don't think I deserved such treatment. I'll describe one of the incidents to explain...

There are two lanes turning left at a light. After both lanes round the corner, they soon merge into one lane. Driving protocol is that each lane takes turns merging. The person driving to my left was on the tail of the person in front of her, but the lanes are designed to facilitate the merge, and I merged when it was my turn. She laid on her horn and both she and her passenger had their middle fingers high in the air. It didn't ruin my day, but it did ruin a few minutes. I just don't get it.......why can't we all just get along?

PS. If you are in the angry driver camp, please remove the Jesus fish from your bumper. No really, you are not witnessing to anyone.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Some days...

...are just easier than others.  One of my best friends told me (after her first child) that some days the only thing she got done was taking care of her baby.  I took that advice to heart and tried to remember that it is okay if the checks do not appear on my things to do list every day.  Tuesday was one of those days.  Camille had a rough night on Monday, and she needed held most of the day on Tuesday.  Adeline was a bit clingy too, and I just couldn't get anything done.

Then, God blessed me with Wednesday.  By 9 am I WAS SHOWERED and dressed, I bathed Camille, and both girls were in their daytime clothes.  Everyone was fed, the bed was made, and I folded and put away a load of laundry.  I KNOW!!!  As if that wasn't enough, Camille took a three hour nap in her swing, allowing me to clean up the kitchen and spend some quality time with Adeline (who ate lunch and went down for a nap without incident).  Then, I nursed Camille and took a little nap with her.  I felt so good, Adeline and I even made cupcakes later that afternoon.  It felt so good to have an organized and clean home for Patrick when he came home...not that he complains otherwise, but it was just nice.  Thank you, Lord, for days like Wednesday to make me feel like super mom, and thank you for Tuesdays that remind me whose I am and where my strength lies.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

I didn't know...

-  I would fall madly in love with my second child instantly.  I know everyone says you have enough love to go around, and I knew I would love my kids equally, but truth be told, the baby phase is usually not my favorite.  I like when there is a little more interaction....when they can do more than pee, poop, and eat.  But oh my goodness....I could kiss those sweet cheeks all. day. long.

-  God would use a C-Section to point out issues of pride in my life, and redirect my perspective to what is truly important.

-  I would still look 5 months pregnant a week after giving birth....yeah, I remember wearing maternity clothes for a while after Adeline was born, but I am really looking forward to my belly not sticking out as far as my *boobs*!

-...my 2 year old would get a fever two days after we came home from the hospital and thrust me into the reality of being a mom to two (who both need mommy...a lot).

-...how much I would LOVE watching Adeline and Patrick bond with Camille.  Patrick already has this look of daddy protection when he holds her.  He has "daddy magic" that calms her when she is fussy.  It melts my heart.  I'll do another post about Adeline and Camille....

-...Adeline would look like she aged three years after bringing home this little one.  Seriously folks, she's HUGE!!!  What happened to my "baby girl?"

-...and those newborn diapers....holy tiny cuteness!

Thursday, February 5, 2009

She's down for the count...

That's what I get...A friend recently told me it was time for me to post again.  The thing is, there just haven't been that many blog worth events here recently.  We've done some fun social things (dinner with friends Saturday night sans kids, and Superbowl party with the same friends on Sunday with kids), but I didn't take pictures and well....NEVER, I repeat NEVER say you are lacking in blogging material because you never know where such a statement might lead.

I was helping a patient get washed up in her bathroom this morning (I'm an occupational therapist for those who don't know), and I started feeling a bit warm.  Then, that wave came over me that warns you that you better sit down.  I ignored said warning because I have never passed out before, and I really wanted to finish this treatment.  I probably should have thought this through better BEFORE finding myself on the floor.  Yep, I passed out!  I didn't lose consciousness and immediately said, "I'm okay".....and then proceeded to fall again when I tried to stand up too quickly.  My poor patient was quite shaken at the thought that her pregnant therapist just landed on the floor.  I bumped my cheek, but have no other battle wounds of note.  Baby is kicking all over the place...

I drank some water (I think I was dehydrated) and ate some nuts (for protein), and I did fine the rest of the day.  I've felt lightheaded a few other times with this pregnancy, and Patrick tells me it is quite common in pregnancy.  Anyone else out there have this experience?  I'll be sure to pay better attention to those warning signs in the future.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Can I get an amen?

I'm behind y'all.  Painfully, painfully behind.  My inbox is exploding at over 100 messages.  Granted, some of them are for our upcoming move.  Some of them are addresses or reminders that I need to record somewhere else.  BUT, some of them are "real mail."  They are heartfelt emails from you.  I read them and a million thoughts and responses flood my brain...but I don't start typing, and the next day I get a whole bunch of NEW messages, and the important ones from the day before just keep getting buried...deeper....and deeper into the recesses of my inbox.  Some of them are so old that it is almost embarrassing to respond to them now.  There are evenings when I am determined to decrease the surplus.  I delete junk that somehow was overlooked and answer quick questions to decrease that magic number......but that means I don't take the time to write the ones that count.  Even if I wrote one a day, shoot, even three a week, it would make a drastic difference.  

I have a friend who ALWAYS responds to an email the day she gets it.  I tried this.  It didn't work.  Actually, since I know this is something she does, I decided to play the game with her once.  I sent her an email.  She responded.  I sent one right back.  She sent me one with lots of questions about my life (dirty little trick).  I responded but eventually had to give up.  She HAD to have the last word.  It was hilarious!  If you are one of the many who is waiting for a reply, know that it isn't personal.  I love getting your emails and reading your news and thoughts.  Anyone else struggle with this?  Any bright ideas?

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Because I have many wise readers...

...AND many of you are Christians, AND many of you have moved recently (or all the stinkin' time if you are military), I thought I would pose a topic for discussion that Patrick and I have dealt with a few times.  Okay, are you ready?

With moving, comes the process of finding a new church.  What do you do about tithing when you are making the change?  Do you continue to tithe to the church where you are a member until you commit to somewhere else?  Do you tithe at each church where you visit?  Do you give to another mission during the interim with the money you would normally give to church?  Do you splurge on that really cute dress you have been eying and enjoy a nice dinner with your hubby?  You know I was kidding with that one....really....I was.  ;o)

I'll be waiting with bated breath to glean from your wisdom.


Oh, and while I'm asking for advice....should Adeline wear the green and pink dress from this post or the red one from this post for her 18 month pictures?

Monday, August 11, 2008

Closure...

I've been hinting that I still have thoughts floating around in my head about Korea, but I haven't had the mental energy to sit and actually put those thoughts to words.  It has sort of been a right of passage for bloggers who leave Korea to type a list of top 5 or 10 things you will miss and NOT miss about being in Korea.  I think I'll just make a list of random thoughts.  Some good about Korea and some that make me thankful to be in the good ol' US of A.

1.  Many people said the one thing they do NOT miss about Korea is the driving.  I gotta admit, I kinda liked it.  I liked being able to go through red lights on some random back road when I didn't want to wait.  Let's face it, the traffic isn't any worse there than in DC...I'm just sayin'...

2.  I don't miss the speed bumps every 30 feet on back roads.

3.  After about a week of being home, I realized I still take my shoes off as soon as I walk in the door at someone's house....it just seems right now.

4.  I love walking outside and finding GRASS.  I love the smell.  I love the feel of it on my feet.  I love to watch Adeline run and play.

5.  I miss my huge, long, deep, and wide kitchen sink.

6.  I don't miss the open drains....pee u!!!

7.  The smells in general are just a lot better here....trust me, 'nough said

8.  I really liked my daily life in Korea.  It was so easy to find community, and we met some wonderful people there.  I miss my friends....but then again, a lot of you already moved...and we always have the bloggy world.  :o)

9.  I am so happy to be reunited with my friends HERE.  I guess I'm just happy anywhere where there are people who I love and who love me.....

10.  I miss my book clubs.  Here is a picture of one of them (small attendance that day).  I read a lot of great stuff...and some not so great.  Still, there were good discussions and my reading horizons were stretched to read things I wouldn't have picked up on my own.  Yes, Gretchen, I know you want this picture....

11.  I will miss Patrick's work schedule.  We had more family time than we ever had and probably ever will have again.  I know not many wives there can say that, but shift work was great for us.

12.  I miss Patrick.

13.  The purses...yeah, they were fun....


15.  Korenglish...always good for a laugh.

16.  Having signs in English that make sense...priceless.

17.  Watching Adeline with her grandparents brings me so much joy....and I know they are thrilled beyond words to have us here.

Our house was packed up Monday morning.  Patrick is living in a hotel on base for three nights.  He will soon be in my arms again (Thursday at 3:20 pm to be exact).  We still need to sell our car...pray.  Patrick may need to give POA to someone else there if we don't sell it in the next few days.

In summary....it was a good year.  We are glad we went.  We are glad for the experience of living in another culture and being able to travel in a short amount of time to other cultures.  A year was enough.  It is good to be home...

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Technology

I think I want one of these....




Click on the image and take the tour for yourself.  This is ridiculous technology.  It is a GPS, camera, iPod, cell phone, and computer in one.  It senses when you turn it to make things landscape or vertical.  You can rent movies on iTunes.  You can sink it to your computer for your address book, music selections, etc.  It even lets you use the address book from your computer as a phonebook.  You just tap on the name and number, and it dials.  You can store files just like on your PDA or computer....Patrick can store medical resources and web sites.  Does anyone out there have one of these?  Was it life changing?

Friday, July 25, 2008

A collection of randomness...

*Thank you to many of you who have been asking about our adjustment to this side of the globe.  Adeline's sleep schedule is improving (and consequently mine is too).  Wake up times get closer and closer to the 7am goal (this morning was actually 7:15!!!).  Bedtime can still be a challenge sometimes, and she still sometimes wakes up a few times through the night.  We've had a few really good nights, and her naps are getting a little more consistent.  It will get better...I know it.

*Others of you have asked me about culture shock.  I haven't had much.  I've been in other cultures before, and I haven't forgotten what life is like here.  I've been meaning to do a post about the things I miss about Korea and the things I am so thankful for in the US....maybe next week.  The one thing that has been an adjustment is that people don't like kids here.  I mean, not everyone, but really....I went to a grocery store with my mom, aunt, grandfather, and Adeline.  I didn't really need anything, so I let her walk through the aisles.  She was happy, swinging her arms, laughing.  There were a few people who commented on her obvious cuteness, but many people gave me the oh-no-a-kid-who-is-going-to-slow-me-down-and-get-in-the-way-of-my-cart look.  I get that life is fast paced here.  I get that we just don't have the same love of children that Koreans have, but still...she's adorable people!!!  sigh...

*The house hunt has begun.  My dad and I went to MD to do some searching last Saturday, and we are going back tomorrow.  We have 10 houses on the agenda for tomorrow, and they all look promising.  Say a prayer for us if you think of us.  It is amazing how much house prices have dropped in that area.  Given the state of the economy, many houses are in foreclosure, so we are looking at some almost new houses that have dropped A LOT!

*Speaking of house prices dropping....we own a townhouse in MD.  It is nice and served us well during Patrick's 3 years of residency.  While we were in Korea, we rented it, furnished, to a middle aged woman who is related to our neighbor.  It has been a great situation for all of us.  We knew when she started renting that she was very interested in purchasing the house when we returned.  We contacted her several months ago to get the ball rolling.  We told her our asking price and tried to get an idea when we could close.  She seemed fine with everything and was moving forward with getting her loan approved.  Well, my husband checked on the estimated value of our home on the internet, and of course, the price has dropped.  He felt like we were asking too much since the market has dropped dramatically in recent months.  me:  but if she's willing to pay it...
My mother overheard our conversation and I got "a talking to" with phrases like, "I didn't raise you to be selfish.  Patrick is so generous.  I am so impressed with your husband.  He is wonderful and you stink"...okay, maybe she didn't go that far.  I had an attitude adjustment, and I told Patrick to come up with a price.  Today I called our tenant and told her we are dropping the price of the house for her.  Of course, she was ecstatic with our new offer.  What would you have done?  Honestly?  She never batted an eye at our first price.  Am I really that awful?  Is my husband nuts?  Go ahead, I can take it.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

How do I know?

<--- THIS is the proper way to grip a golf club.  How do I know this, you ask.  Because Christie and I took golf lessons!!!  I have been meaning to do this post for a while, but I kept forgetting my camera to take a picture of us with our instructor, Mr Park.  Patrick took lessons as well, but he is...ahem...just a tad more advanced than Christie and me.  Our usual system was for Christie and I to take our 1/2 hour lesson while Patrick watched Adeline, and then we would switch.  Adeline LOVES all things ball, so she was very excited to play with a whole bucket of them.  

Twice, we had combined lessons on the putting green where Mr Park taught us the proper form for putting and chipping.  Adeline loved these lessons.  We just let her run around the green, picking up balls and playing with a golf club.  She spent most of her time collecting the balls in a basket and then dumping them out again or just running in the grass, which is a precious commodity around here.  Don't worry, we made sure we practiced hitting towards a flag where she was not standing.