Friday, February 27, 2015

What I Learned in February with a Side of FFF

1.  This month I learned I could very easily be a hermit. I'd had almost a week of staying home everyday because of hello!  Snow days.  Then the weather turned bad on Sunday again and my church called saying services were cancelled for both morning and evening.

Oh, the joy in my heart!

I feel somewhat ashamed how much I love to stay home.

2.  I get excited over household tips. How to organize my freezer and ways to use trones makes my eyes light up.

3. On other Pinterest news, in February, I learned to get outfit ideas from Pinterest as observed on Becky's Organizing Made Fun post, "Fashion Advice from an Organizing Blogger." (I know, I know. I'm slow to jump on trends.)  Here is a sneak peek at my My Style board.

4.  I learned (again) that my own efforts to do not sanctify me.  He. Makes. Me. Blameless. 

I believe it is important for us to understand that it is God's faithfulness that will bring the fulfillment of this promise, not our own self-effort. It is His faithfulness that we can rely on because of His goodness towards us.
Barry Adams

What a relief!

5. My favorite February photo from my camera:

My favorite photos of the twins taken in February:

I'm always about trying something new, so I'm linking this post to Emily. P. Freeman's Chatting at the Sky.

What We Learned in February

But it occurs to me that this post makes a great Friday's Fave Five post as well, so I'm also linking up at Susanne's blog, Living to Tell the Story

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Icy Chickens

My girls are grown now, but one of my favorite things is reminiscing about their childhood exploits. Watching my grandtwins be curious and get into stuff makes me remember something his mother once did.

When she was about three, she got a mild case of the chicken pox and then passed along the illness to her baby sister.  When Malia would cry and try to scratch herself, Janae told her, "I sorry you got my chickens!"


However, Malia retaliated by passing the chicken pox back to Janae!  (I guess since she had such a light go-round the first time, she finished up with a second trial of the pox.)

Anyway, for weeks we'd been warning Janae not to scratch her chickens. Desperate for relief, she spied daddy's jar of Icy Hot. He always put it on himself when he was in pain, why not try some for her pain?

She nabbed the jar when we weren't looking and, never one to do anything half-way, she slathered a bunch on a patch of the pox on her leg.

Oh, the screaming once the icy chickens became hot! I was panicking because I never dreamed the kids would get into Icy Hot. What to do?

I called the Poison Control Hotline while Jim instinctively rushed her to the bathtub and tried to rinse it off.  Poison Control told us that was the right thing to do, but rinse with cold water, not warm as he'd been doing.

Finally, the tears subsided (mine) and I was able to wrap Janae up in a towel and love on her until she quieted down. 

Now Icy Hot is always stored in an upper cabinet, because this one? 

He'd get hold of it if he could!

Mama's Losin' It

This post was written in response to Writer's Workshop prompt # 4. What did they get into now? Describe a time your toddler got into something they shouldn’t have.  For more zany stories, visit Kat Bouska's blog, Mama's Losin' It.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Daybook: 02.24.15

I'm a day late with my daybook this week; but really, the concept of time is over-rated. :)

Better late than never, I always say!


Outside my window... sunshine hitting the heavily glazed snowfall.  I have to squint as the diamond-like rays bounce across my windshield while driving to work. It's warmer today ... 19° as compared to 14° yesterday.

I am thinking ... I'd be excited if some of you joined us at Testimonial Tuesday. We share stories of answered prayer ... big or small, we want to hear them all.

I am thankful... that Janae and the twins made a safe trip here. Praying we make the most of this special time together and also I am praying for Daniel's safety and his spirits as he is deployed.

In the kitchen... I'm thinking about loaded baked potato soup

I am wearing... my favorite teal tank top with a black and white chevron sweater over it. Black jeans and black boots ... and THREE pairs of socks complete today's outfit.

I am hoping... the snow melts gradually. I don't like flooding!

Around the house... paraphernalia for the twins.  (I just love the word paraphernalia.) As I was surveying our living / dining room, I saw a high chair, a Bumbo chair, a basket of toys and a diaper bag.  A blanket was spread out on the floor with a mobile zoo set up. There's a net with bath toys hanging in our tub and a Pack and Play playpen in the office for naps.  I thought of a poem I read long long ago, There's a Baby in the House:

Yes, there’s a baby in the house . . .
Look there,
there by the door, there where a shoe and a crumpled sock,
and a bright red block,
and a short fat elephant clutter the floor,
and the signs are clear . . .
A baby is near. 
You can click here and read the entire poem. (We do have a short fat elephant in our little toy basket!)

I am blessed we are to get to have our daughter and the twins near us!

A favorite quote for today...

“Our souls weren’t made for the easy life. Our souls were made for the easy yoke.” John Ortberg. Seen at Emily P. Freeman's blog,  Chatting At the Sky

One of my favorite things... when I leave the room and one of the twins comes crawling looking for me!

A few plans for the rest of the week: playing with babies, working on my A-Z challenge posts for April.

A peek into my day...  I pull out my camera, and who comes as quick as they can?

Hams! Both of them!


The daybook is a concept created by Peggy Hostetler. You can link up at her blog, The Simple Woman's Blog.

Testimonial Tuesday # 4

Welcome to Testimonial Tuesday where we share stories of answered prayer ....

Your stories are important; and,

big or small, 

  We want to hear them all.

Make that, we NEED to hear them all.

When we pray and ask God for help, it doesn't have to be a long eloquent prayer. In fact, our Lord warns us against using vain repetitive phrases "as the heathen do, for they think they shall be heard for their many words." (See Matthew 6:7) Isn't that just like us? We're always thinking our efforts will move the Father, when what He responds to is the faith in our prayers. 

Sometimes, a one word prayer is enough.

Today, I'm sharing a testimony my husband put in the comments of last week's Testimonial Tuesday.  He posted it late and I was not sure very many readers saw it, so I've asked him if I could repeat his comment here:

"A couple months ago, me,  Jerralea and my 2 daughters, and also the twins, went to St Louis, MO, about 2 hours from home. On the way, the van engine light came on. We stopped and checked the oil and it was about a quart low. We went on to the mall, did some shopping and met some family so they could see the twins for the first time.

Then we headed back home. We were looking for an off ramp to stop and get a quart of oil. One of my daughters was driving. It had been raining and there was some black ice. She came up on the off ramp too fast, and when we started down the ramp, since the road was icy, we missed the ramp and went down across the other side of the interstate. I could just see us being stuck in the mud and be stranded there. Instead, she was able to drive right through the mud and came up on the shoulder of the interstate. We could have very easily turned the van over and been seriously hurt. While all that was going on Jerralea just said the word "Jesus," and we were all safe and unharmed. It don't take a long drawn out prayer, sometimes you only have time to say "Jesus."


Now it's your turn. What has God done for you lately?

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Monday, February 23, 2015

Barn Collective #20

I've been showing my photos of rustic barns on the Collective. Today, I thought you might be interested in a snow-covered shot of my neighbor's barn. It's not old,  it is a metal working barn, but it does sport a barn quilt.

My neighbor has an Irish-sounding name, and I'm thinking he may have chosen this quilt  to reflect his heritage.

Here is a photo taken last Spring. Right now, I'm feeling much more partial to this shot!

Do you like barns?  You can see more great photos of barns at The Barn Collective link-up featured at Rose Street Reflections.

Friday, February 20, 2015

F.F.F. - 02.20.15

Welcome to Friday's Fave Five, a recap of the blessings I've experienced over the week.

Brrrrrrr! We've had sub-zero temps and about 13 inches of snow so far! 

1. I'm thankful for an all-wheel drive vehicle.

2. But before the snow started, Jim and I went out on a little road trip to celebrate our anniversary and Valentine's Day. We went to a Home and Garden Show (which really turned out to be a craft fair), did some shopping, went on a barn photo hunt, went out to eat, and ended the day with appreciating this painting from the Master Artist:

3. I've mostly been working from home this week - you know how I love that! I've been doing some cooking, some reading and some organizing as well.  It's a little thing but this make-up box makes me happy:

Maybe I should do like Jen in IHeartOrganizing and Modge-Podge decorative paper on the bottom of a similar box used as a battery storage box?  Nah, I'll save that for another day.

4.  Janae and the babies will be here this Sunday. I'm anticipating the hugs and the kisses and have laid in a few "baby supplies" for when they are at MiMi's house.

5.  Quote of the week:  

“Do or do not, there is no try.” – Yoda 

Give it all you got!

And so ends another week on my Journey.  How did YOUR week go?  I'd love it if you left a comment, or you could link up and share at Susanne's place, "Living to Tell the Story."

Open My Eyes

I love the worship song, "Open the Eyes of My Heart, Lord." It truly is my prayer:

Open the eyes of my heart, Lord
Open the eyes of my heart
I want to see You
I want to see You

To see You high and lifted up
Shinin' in the light of Your glory
Pour out Your power and love
As we sing holy, holy, holy
(Michael W. Smith)

Because the truth is, in our natural state, we really can't see Him. We really don't even know our ownselves unless He reveals it to us.  No one is easier to fool than ourselves. We can justify, rationalize and make excuses for everything we do.

But if He opens our spiritual eyes, we see our need of Him. We see the beauty in the grace He offers us and we tremble at the knowledge. Once we understand how depraved we are, then it is so miraculous that He'd even want to give us the time of day - let alone the grace, redemption and precious promises He extends to all who would take Him up on the offer.

He is so indescribably precious and beautiful. I'm praying for open eyes today.


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