Sunday...my very favorite day of the week. Church. I wish everyday were Sunday. I completely <3 my church...like seriously, completely! We usually hit up Mad Mex afterward, which I love to do. (Inset inner struggle music) BUUUT...imagine if we put that $40 a week toward something much more valuable. [Mental note: talk to Will about this] So here is Will and Shiloh waiting for food. See, she doesn't care about anything other than shoving her face full of chips and guacamole, and she definitely isn't going to look up for a photo.
Mr. Cool and his mom.
Do we see this face???? Clearly, Im ANNOYING! :)
This was an awesomely delish Indian dish. Brown cilantro rice, Quorn chickenless breasts simmered in a spicy Bombay curry sauce and garlic naan bread. Yum!
If you know Will, please let me point out, he is eating a donut. Yeah...I said donut!
Look who went and potty trained herself. Seriously, she put underwear on BY HERSELF almost 2 weeks ago and its been ALL HER since then. Cute as a button huh? All 22 lbs of her. Um...she will be 2 in like 3 weeks...WHAT???????
Its Spring...and well, winter here in Pennsylvania SUCKS, so I am THRILLED. I finally broke out the Rainbows yesterday...it was in the 70's yesterday AND my kids got sun burnt outside. Awesomeness. Bring on the heat baby!!!
Thats about it in the photo department. Since I fed you all of these photos, may I rant a moment? Facebook annoys me to no end these days and I'm seconds away from deleting my account (again). My news feed is so full of President criticism over the budget crisis. First and foremost, I would like to say, it is DISGUSTING to make our service men and woman go without a paycheck. BUT, so many of those posts are saying things like "Hey Obama, stop going on vacation and pay the military." Really? Sounds pretty ridiculous. Well...perhaps, if those same posts would have not been singing President Bush's praises not so long ago and would have, instead said "Stop wasting our money on a war you all lied about to get us into and get our military OUT OF THE ILLEGAL WARS you started!!!" I would be less annoyed. Instead it was "Oh he is such an amazing man of God and he is so awesome and yeah, bomb the middle east, blow it up for all I care." Seriously???? We are in this budget crisis for a reason that had NOTHING to do with our current President. Too bad there weren't more "Please pray for our President" posts right now, because, after all, he is just as flawed as the last President, and just as flawed as all of us....
I have a very special friend who I adore and admire in every possible way. Her husband has been deployed WAY TOO MANY times and even missed the birth of one of his sons. I am tearing up just thinking of how special this family is to me...and...how it is ridiculous that he had to fight in a war that should have never been started. AND that he now may not be getting paid??? Its awful...
Wouldn't it be nice if Americans were not so divided? One side worships EVERYTHING their "people" do, no matter how disgusting and then when their "opposing team" does similar things, those same actions are just HORRIFIC!!! Why can't we just bind together, admit our horrible wrongs and mend this broken country...
Pardon the soap box...Ive stepped down :)
Oh my mouth, it is a weapon sometimes (hence the last few paragraphs. Im so sorry!) I try really hard to tame my tongue. Words are so so powerful. They destroy and hurt and separate. In the same breath they can heal and uplift and love. It's been interesting for me since moving to a new place, making all new friends. It's hard. The friends I have in Southern California I grew up with. I knew everything about them. There was no questioning "Does she like me? Is she talking about me to other people? Does she like me??" A lot of it can go on and it is so damaging. It cuts into what could be real, strong friendships. I really have had to just let go of it all. If people want to listen, they can listen. But it really is only damaging their own lives. It is so easy to get sucked in...SO EASY. I have been guilty of it many many times. But I don't want it any more. My prayer is to take every word and thought captive and throw out the garbage, leave it, and never participate in it. It has the power to destroy lives. It is not a loss to lose someone who is constantly feeding people with dividing, hurtful words. In the end, its not a friendship that I would want to, or will hold onto. Its hurtful to be talked about. I do not want to hurt people. I am so thankful for the strong wonderful amazing beautiful friends that light up my life, uplift me, and care for me in ways I could never repay...
James 3 says this about the tongue...and it cuts...deep.
1-2 Don't be in any rush to become a teacher, my friends. Teaching is highly responsible work. Teachers are held to the strictest standards. And none of us is perfectly qualified. We get it wrong nearly every time we open our mouths. If you could find someone whose speech was perfectly true, you'd have a perfect person, in perfect control of life. 3-5A bit in the mouth of a horse controls the whole horse. A small rudder on a huge ship in the hands of a skilled captain sets a course in the face of the strongest winds. A word out of your mouth may seem of no account, but it can accomplish nearly anything—or destroy it! 5-6 It only takes a spark, remember, to set off a forest fire. A careless or wrongly placed word out of your mouth can do that. By our speech we can ruin the world, turn harmony to chaos, throw mud on a reputation, send the whole world up in smoke and go up in smoke with it, smoke right from the pit of hell. 7-10 This is scary: You can tame a tiger, but you can't tame a tongue—it's never been done. The tongue runs wild, a wanton killer. With our tongues we bless God our Father; with the same tongues we curse the very men and women he made in his image. Curses and blessings out of the same mouth! 10-12 My friends, this can't go on. A spring doesn't gush fresh water one day and brackish the next, does it? Apple trees don't bear strawberries, do they? Raspberry bushes don't bear apples, do they? You're not going to dip into a polluted mud hole and get a cup of clear, cool water, are you?
At the end of my life, may it be said that I was trustworthy, giving, kind and a follower of Jesus...
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