Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Truth From Haiti

This is a well written and incredibly important post to read about orphanages in Haiti. It's not asking you for money, or to go down there and start a new one, in fact, it's asking you to NOT go down there and start a new one.
Please read this.
Please share it with friends.

It's a shame that something as innocent as trying to help an orphan is actually causing more issues.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Tonight, Tonight.....

Tonight, due to the generosity of some people we love, we get to see Isreal Houghton, on stage, with a big band, live and everything.
Don't know who he is?
Here...a gift.

It's going to be great.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012


Today, in less than an hour, my son is officially an 8th grader.

I stand proud at how well he does in his schoolwork, and a bit shocked at what he and his friends consider fun and entertaining.

I turn to my husband with a look of terror on my face, and he assures me it is normal.

Since I am female, and always have been, as well as only raising girls before this (although, not very girly girls) well, I need that reassurance, because sometimes I just don't get it.

My son needs me, and to know he is loved, and that we are proud of him.
He also needs space to be weird.
Well, maybe not weird, to be a normal boy.

I am learning.

As he matures I have to let go more and more.

I find this both difficult and easy.
Anyone else have this trouble?
I want him to be responsible and mature, but he isn't fully ready, and I still want him to trust us and listen to our advise...because, as I always tell him, our words are for his good, never to harm, to give guidance and help him. I don't think he always believes this.

Sound familiar?

Nothing like having children to reflect your relationship with God.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012


I was finally well enough, as was my son, to celebrate Mother's Day with all my kids.
Jenelle treated me to sushi, special treats, presents, and oh yes, The Avengers.

Loved it! Great movie.

Alyssa made me a vase in her ceramics class, gorgeous. Also Alyssa officially passed Trigonometry, thus making her an official Chico State student, she honored the occasion (and Mother's Day) with a gift for me of a big insulated drinking cup from the school.


Saturday, May 19, 2012


This is my 700th post.


It's going to be spectacular!
It's going to be amazing!
It's going to be short....

Have a great weekend!

Friday, May 18, 2012

Little Did I Know...

Nobody mentioned it before I "ran" the 10K...nope, no one.
Everyone mentioned it AFTER...when it was too late.

If I had known I would have done things differently, and done a few extra things.

If only I had known that your immune system takes a dive for the week following a physical event like that.

Yeah...thanks for telling me after I was already sick.

Next time I am boosting the immune system along with the carb push.

But now I know, and boy howdy, I will not forget, nor will I keep it a secret from anyone else thinking of ding events like this!

Consider yourself warned.

It isn't worth NOT doing...but precautions should be made.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Thankful Tuesday

I am thankful for Wor Wonton soup. It soothes me when I am ill. I am thankful for people trying to help us while I am not feeling so great. I appreciate people praying healing over me. I ACCEPT!
I will praise God for His many blessings in my life, even when my physical body isn't feeling so great.
I am thankful for a loving husband and kids.
I am super grateful that this illness won't last forever.

What are you thankful for?

Monday, May 14, 2012

Intentions and Failure

As I drive up to our home I try very hard to ignore the rose bushes that never were cut back this year. I try very hard to not look longingly into the garden area that became over run with weeds instead of being tilled (although truth be told we can't plant before Mother's day typically anyway.) I  know it will get done, eventually. I know the roses being ignored was a side affect of my father's illness, along with the lack of pruning the fruit trees. They will survive.

There are expectations put on us by others. We are "supposed to this and that by this time". But life doesn't always line up, and then these other people make it known to us that they are unhappy with us.

Sometimes I just have to shrug it off. I could argue, I could tell them it was our best intentions to get it done. I hate saying anything that sounds like an excuse. Reasons, sure, but excuses? No. But sometimes God has a different plan. Sometimes we fail too. It is never my intention to fail, ever. Failing is scary to me, something I am working on. I need to not fear it, so that it doesn't destroy me.

Have you seen Disney's  "Meet  The Robinsons"? There is a whole song in that movie about the attributes and wonder of failure. We don't own that movie, but we need too. I have been trying to rent it, but we have limited choices.
I need to learn that song! KEEP MOVING FORWARD they sing....KEEP MOVING FORWARD....they tell each other. They cheer the failures because they know it will lead to success...

Failure will lead to success.
Unless you give up in a heap of broken perfectionism and stop trying.

Instead of simply fixing my current garden I should really move the whole thing to a different spot in the yard. This would take GREAT EFFORT and machinery, and lots of help, and probably money too. I can not do it alone nor financially currently. So it hasn't been done, yet.

I look forward to when it will happen, I have every intention of it happening someday.
Is it failure that it hasn't happened yet? No. It's time just hasn't arrived yet.

This post went an entirely new direction. But this needed to be said just the same, to me if to no one else.

Keep moving forward.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Nothing Left

When we were handed our numbers for the race it was required that we write an emergency contact number on the back, just in case. At least one emergency contact person received a call Sunday morning...

After my daughter and I finished our 10k we found our cheering section and waited for our friend to finish her 1/2 marathon and cheered her in.  Then we stood near the finish to wait for some of her running buddies.

And then it happened.
A woman, younger than me from what we could tell, collapsed just feet from the finish. We didn't see her go down due to the crowd, but we watched a woman jump over the barriers to try and help her. When we realized what was gong on I peeked down the clearing to her.

She was gray.
And I don't mean she looked pale.
I mean gray.

The EMT's or Paramedics were running up to her and checking her just as I was looking over...and then they immediately started CPR. Her heart had stopped.

It was very disconcerting. It was very disturbing.
It was scary.

I started praying for her.
I had no other means of helping her...but yet, all the power of a loving Father at the same time.

They cleared the path, and the MC started telling people to clear an area to let those guys do their job properly.
We tried to turn our attention elsewhere....but no matter who we cheered in, or what we spoke of, that woman's life was on our minds.

Thankfully, some time later, the MC announced that she was going to recover.

We discussed the possibilities, perhaps she had an unknown heart condition.
Perhaps she didn't replenish properly as she ran, thereby using up all the fuel her body had to give. The heart, being a muscle, can't pump if you've exhausted everything. Perhaps she didn't drink enough water and Gatorade.

We may never know.
So very thankful to know she survived however.

The image of her laying there, with the EMT's trying to revive her will always impact me. It will also warn me to be careful, train properly and learn all I need to know to avoid such danger. She may have done everything right, and still something went wrong.

While I want to live my life fully, give everything back to God, giving until there is nothing left, I do not want to give to that level for a sport, or fun, or something with an earthly goal.
 I suppose it's all in the motivation.I know I will be checking mine.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

A Whole New World

You're singing the song now, right?
If you answered with, "What song", then you aren't ever around kids or Disney. Just sayin'...

A year ago a friend asked if I wanted to join any runs with her. I told her she was crazy. I did, flat out. I believe I also said, "I don't run". I have always had terrible shin split pain, and man does that hurt! I am the kid that would do anything to get out of PE running! I loved to swim, but no running. SO, then one day, when I was starting my journey into my Isagenix body transformation, my daughter asked me to join her into some crazy race where you kayak and run and bike and climb mountains and do something with mud I am sure and whatever...I said "NO"...but told her to call my friend Susie. She did. And that's when something changed.
Susie invited us to participate in the Rock N River Run in Reno. I, for some reason said , "Okay".

And that was that.

Originally I said I would do a half marathon. But my training got waylaid as I sat around in hospitals for 3 plus weeks with my dad. And that's okay. I downgraded to a 10K. A perfect start into something new.

And I trained. And I used my products, and something changed inside. I started to love working out. I wanted it, felt weird when I couldn't.

Who is this?

SO the day finally happened. We ran.
Well...I walked really fast and slogged occasionally. The altitude got me a bit, even though I did things to help with that. The course was ever so slightly uphill for the first half, I had not trained for incline (something I will remedy)and worse...it was really cold that morning. As we were half way through the first mile I realized something was wrong. The super cold air was basically causing exercise induced asthma like symptoms. Each breath I inhaled burned and my lungs would tighten. It slowed down my pace. My daughter was very kind and stuck with me.  It hurt...but I was determined. I would evaluate with each step..."Am I getting enough air? Do you feel light headed? Are your lips tingling?" If I had the right answers I would take another step. I tried to not slow down too much. When we hit the first mile marker and checked the time we were slightly slow, but not much. This brightened my attitude. The second mile hurt as well, but not as much as the air warmed up and we were in the morning sunshine now. Our 2nd mile was faster. We kept up this pace until the last mile. When I tried to jog more. I would feel the burning in my lings and throat, and the heaviness of each breath...but when I would slow to walk people kept cheering, so I would start jogging again. The last 1/2 mile was surreal. Strangers cheering me on.

I finished the race 3 minutes faster than I thought ever possible.(8 minutes faster than what I thought I might be able to do). We had to use the restroom in the middle as well, so my time would have been even better! (but there was no waiting, lol)

I am determined to do the 1/2 marathon next year. I learned a lot this year, and will not make the same mistakes twice.

Monday, May 7, 2012

Four Days of Delightful

Last week was crazy busy. My son had star testing, so weird school hours, complicated by final rehearsals and performances of Suessical. I had been gone last weekend to a women's retreat, I am working hard to reach some self made goals for my new business, and I was training for my 10K. And then, Thursday night, I had the added absolute delight of picking up my friend from the airport with her 10 week old daughter, Charlie.

And then everything was okay.

Because truly, how can anything be hard, or complicated when there is such delightfulness around?

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Tuesday, May 1, 2012


If you've read this blog for any length of time you know that my husband and I have made some changes around here. In January we started a journey to get healthy. We are using Isagenix, and because of that we want to be physically active....WANT TO. How weird is that? Well maybe for some of you that's the norm. It isn't for me. This is the kid that would do anything to get out of PE. Especially running, ugh. I was a swimmer, I liked to ride my bike and roller skate...and dance classes were fun. I wasn't a total sloth, but sweating, outside, and running for no reason? Yuck.

I am doing my first ever 10K on Sunday.  And I am looking forward to it. (Weird)

This morning I stepped on the scale....FIFTY, FIVE-OH, 50, pounds are gone for good.

My  husband's labs came back and he saw his doctor yesterday. His blood work is now so good that he has been taken off a couple medicines, and the other one is reduced. His doctor is proud of him, as am I.

Big Thankfulness!
1. 50 pounds gone for good.
2. A new love of exercise.
3. Good labs! Less Meds!
4. First 10k
5. Baby Charlie doing better!!
6. A special visit with Bethany and baby Charlie
7. Another special visit with Susie!
8. Girl time, including pedis...after the 10K!
9. Encouragement! It goes a long way.
10. God's grace on my life.