Pay It Forward

I just found a cute idea from a great blog call "All Rolled Up In One". I will send a gift (via snail mail) to the first 3 people who comment, agreeing to do the same "project" over at their blog. The blog says you'll get the gift within 365 days....I guess so you'll be surprised when you get the gift. I'm thinking it will take much less time than that. So....comment on my blog if you want "in." But please only comment if you are willing to pay it forward on your blog.

I can't wait to see what I am going to send to whom. What a great idea!


(I'll email you to get mailing info, so make sure your email is available somewhere on your profile or leave it in the comment!)

The Cupcakes

I received the following email from a dear friend and couldn't resist posting it.

Sometimes we wonder, 'What did I do to deserve this?' or
'Why did God have to do this to me?' Here is a wonderful explanation!

A daughter is telling her mother how everything is going wrong:
she's failing algebra; her boyfriend broke up with her and her best
friend is moving away.

Meanwhile, her Mother is baking a cake and asks her daughter if she
would like a snack, and the daughter says, 'Absolutely, Mom , I love your cake.
'Here, have some cooking oil,' her Mother offers. 'Yuck,' says her daughter.

'How about a couple raw eggs?' 'Gross, Mom !' 'Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?' ' Mom , those are all yucky!'

To which the mother replies: 'Yes, all those things seem bad by themselves.
But when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully
delicious cake!

God works the same way. Many times we wonder why He would let us go
through such bad and difficult times. But God knows that when He puts
these things all in His order, they always work for good! We just have to
trust Him and, eventually, they will all make something wonderful!

God is crazy about you. He sends you flowers every spring and a sunrise every morning. Whenever you want to talk, He'll listen. He can live anywhere in the universe and He chose your heart.

"Not Me!" Mondays

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

I am finding out that "Not Me" is very addictive.



I did NOT start a Monday blog on a Thursday.

I did NOT go into work an hour later today so I could finish the book I was reading.

I did NOT go back and make several corrections in this small post before I published it.

I am sure there are tons more things that I DID NOT this week, but after all it's Thursday not Monday; but for now, head over to MckMama's blog and join the Not Me Carnival

We are never alone

I believe this cartoon says it all.......

We are never alone.

Gods Blessings

This past week has been hectic. I do the bookkeeping for the company I work for and we are short staffed in the office. So just trying to cover the phones, complete other odd duties and get all the paperwork ready for year end by January 31 has frazzled me some. Both of my daughters started getting sick and it didn't seem as if they were going to get better on their on. So it didn't help my week at work when I had to take off most of the day on Thursday to take each of them to different doctors.

Through all of the confusion God blessed me all day. We didn't have to wait very long for our appointments, we started a new health insurance policy and my co-pay was lower and then the prescriptions the girls needs were on the $4 list - perfect.

That night my youngest daughter, who is 15, settled in with me on the couch to watch a movie. She loves to do that when she feels out of sorts. There was a problem with that set up, not for me but for Jake our dog. He usually lays at the end of the couch. Now my daughter's legs were in his spot. He sat there looking at the end of the couch and whined. Finally he gave up realizing the legs were not going to move and jumped up and laid his 65 pound body beside my daughter who is now asleep and then he put his head on my lap.

I looked around the living room, my husband is in the reclining chair sleeping with a dog on his lap. By this time I have a small dog curled up beside me, a child laying on my side getting me wet because she didn't dry her hair before she cuddled up and another lap-dog-wonna-be laying beside me. I had to keep checking my daughter's face to make sure the dog wasn't smothering her.

I thought to myself, can life get any better? After a wild day trying to meet everyone's demands, here I sit with my family all around me - God's love was all around.

The only thing that could have made the night any better was to have my other daughter with us. She was at work but the night didn't end there for her, she came home after getting sick at work and continued to be sick almost every hour on the hour for the rest of the night. I thanked her for waking me up each time to share her misery which made for a very long night-seriously I did feel bad for her. I was able to get a few hours of sleep and God gave me the strength to get through the next day.

Dear Heavenly Father,
I thank you so much for being here with us this past week. For all the blessing you bestowed upon us; from short wait times in the doctors offices, for medicines to help us feel better, to the open weekend so that we could rest. I thank you for our church and church family so that we may freely worship you with out the fear of being prosecuted. You are an awesome God who deserves our honor and praise.
I thank you for your grace and for not treated us as we really deserve to be treated.
Amen.

Message in a bottle

I was listening to one of my favorite christian radio stations on the way to work this morning, KGBI. The question for the day was, "if you could write any message of 30 words or less, put it in a bottle, toss it out not knowing who will read it, what would you write?"

So, my question to you is, "What would you write?"

Question/Thought

I am reading the Shack and I am stuck on the chapter that talks about judgment, judging others.

Is it possible in our human state to not judge at all, 24/7? Please leave a comment and let me know what you think.

Dogs - Not just man's best friend

Click here to see an odd but real relationship. I think we could all learn a lesson.

1/2 Time Show vs. Muddy Paws

As I mentioned in my last blog, my youngest daughter went to Memphis, TN with the rest of her cheer squad to perform in the 1/2 time show of the Liberty Bowl. We weren't even sure they would show the 1/2 time show on t.v., but like loyal parents we watched the 1st half of the game hoping the camera would show a glimpse of them, no such luck. Then 1/2 time came and all they were doing was talking about all of the other games being played....boring.....didn't they know there were moms waiting to see their daughters on t.v.?

Jake (our border collie/lab) had been outside for a long time. We called him in and his paws were all muddy. Now it hasn't rained and the snow is long gone, who knows where he found the mud but it looked like 1/2 our yard was on his paws. We decided he needed to be put in the tub to be cleaned up. I'm leaning over the tub giving my dog a pedicure and my dh yells, "their on, their on." I thought your kidding, here I have Jake, muddy paws and all, in a tub of water. I thought "oh well" and left the bathroom shutting the door behind me.

We didn't get to see our dd up close but we did get to see her group as a whole. I was so excited for her. Then I remembered, Jake is locked up in the bathroom. What are my chances that he would have stayed in the tub while I was gone, yup you guessed it......


We had mud every where. There was mud on the tub, there was mud on the wall, there was even mud on and in the toilet.

He was only left alone for about two minutes and I never heard a sound come from the bathroom while he was in there alone.





















Watching a football game you have no interest in - 3 hours, leaving a muddy dog in a tub of water unsupervised- 2 minutes, cleaning up from leaving a muddy dog in a tub of water unsupervised - 20 minutes, watching your daughter perform on t.v. at a bowl game - worth every minute.