What Makes You.....

What makes you happy? What makes you smile? What makes you feel good? What are the things that you can't live without?

But what if you were asked to live without those things that you "CANT" live without? Would you still be happy, smile, and feel good? Would you be able to?

I have been learning a lot in the past year or so about "being happy". And I'm learning that my circumstances don't have to control my attitude.

Someone that has continued to remind me of this is Jessica Johnson. For those of you who don't know her, check out her blog! http://prayforjohnsonfamily.wordpress.com/ She goes to my church, she's a mom of two ADORABLE kids, but I never knew who she was until her adored husband was dignosed with cancer, and went to Heaven earlier this year. HOWEVER, I want to be respectful and not introduce her as "lady who lost her husband", because that is not true. She is a friend to many, a daughter, a mom, a sister, and most importantly, a child of a God who she loves. She also just happens to have different set of circumstances than many.

Every time I read her blog I'm blown away by her decisions to CHOOSE joy. I could go on about different examples, but I'll let you read for yourself!

I'm realizing and learning, that sometimes days or weeks come along that are...hard, heartbreaking, disappointing, or just don't go the way we planned. I'm learning that during these days I have to FIND things to be thankful for. FIND the good things that ARE there, but that I just overlook. But no matter what your day looks like, no matter what your life looks like, no matter how high the mountain may look...there is always SOMETHING to be thankful for. Jessica is proving that to me. If she can face her circumstances and still CHOOSE joy, surely we can too.

A Dad's Love

Every time I hear this song, it reminds me of my dad. He loves all of us kids so much and a big way that he shows it is by fixing our bikes, our cars, our sinks, our doors, our heaters, our tables...and everything else that might break. I have never seen anything, that my dad couldn't fix!! I say, "I love you" and this is how he says it back...


He checked the air in my tires
The belts and all the spark plug wires
Said "When's the last time
"You had this oil changed"
And as I pulled out the drive
He said "Be sure and call your mom sometime"
And I didn't hear it then
But I hear it now
He was saying "I love you"

120,000 miles
Six years down the road
A brand new life and a brand new wife
We'd just bought our first home
When he finally came to visit
I thought he'd be so proud
He never said he liked the place
He just got his tool belt out

And put new locks on the doors
Went back and forth to the hardware store
Said "Come and hold this flashlight"
As he crawled beneath the sink
And "These old wires ain't up to code"
And "That circuit box is gonna overload"
And I didn't hear it then
But I hear it now
He was saying "I love you"
The only way he knew how

Last Sunday, we all gathered
For his 65th birthday
And I knew he'd stiffen up
But I hugged him anyway
When it was finally time to say goodbye
I knew what was next
Just like he always does
Right before we left

I'll Stand By You

To start off, I appologize in advance, this is yet another post about my husband. Since I don't have kids to write about, and my job either isn't that exiting (or I can't write about it because of HIPPA), Trent and our house is what is left! :)

On my way to work today I flipping through radio stations and started listening to a song on...I don't know what station, something my mom would listen to lol. But whatever song it was said, "You can't confess anything that will make me love you less. I'll stand by you." And my first thought was, ya that's what I'd do for Trent. But then I thought in reality, thats what he does for me. Sure, I'd like to think that I'm a good person and good wife, but lets face it. Trent is better. I don't ever even know how to refer to him, except that he is a "good man". And he is. I have done alot to push him, hurt him, make him mad, even probably make him leave me if he wanted to. But he hasn't. And every time I "confess" something to him (no matter what it is) it "doesn't make him love me less". He forgives and forgets.

Our first year of marriage was pretty rough and if Trent didn't have this quality and honestly don't know if we would have made it. So...GUYS: Be like my husband! GIRLS: If you find a guy like this, hold on to him like crazy, because they are rare!!

"Somebody STOP me!"

Ever since we moved in to our new house I've felt torn between "I want my house to look nice NOW" and...well...our bank account. I promised myself that I was not going to just slap paint on the walls and then throw pictures up (which, yes, is what I usually end up doing). But, I also promised myself that I wasn't going to pay full price for anything to decorate at a "real store". Meaning I'm sticking to places like Big Lots, craigslist, garage sales, the Habitat Re-Store, and I've even attempted a few Good Will projects. So far it's worked pretty well, and I've been especially proud of the things I've gotten at Good Will and with a coat of paint, have looked good!
However, even with my frugal attitude I still feel guilty. Even if I'm buying things for half price off craigslist, it's STILL costing money and still adds up if I go crazy. Trent reminded me this week that its going to take awhile for this place to look "put together". I'm so thankful for him! But then tonight, I was in Big Lots and I found this pictures (that was 1\2 price) and I stood there and looked at for probably 20 minutes telling myself, "Its a good deal and will look perfect in the living room," then..."You've spent enough money this week on 'home' stuff, just put it back". I even almost asked an Army guy that was also looking at pictures if he thought it was worth it. So in the end....I bought it. And felt good about getting a good deal....for about 5 minutes. Then I felt guilty again. And the words, "SOMEBODY STOP ME!" came to mind. I think its from the movie 'The Mask'?
I want this place to look 'together' so bad...but my husband is right. It's just going to take awhile, and that's ok! :)

Things you hear in the bedroom....

No...it's not what you are thinking! So keep reading! I was thinking last night that I could probably make a whole blog post about things you hear from our room, when we are going to sleep. Yes, I said SLEEP! .... Here we go....

Trent: Get on your side of the bed!
Me: I love you.
Trent: Well then..love me from YOUR side of the bed.

Trent: If you don't get over on your side in 3 seconds, I'm sleeping in the other room.

Me: Can I touch you with just one toe, please?

Trent: Honey, I love you, but STOP talking. It's sleep time. We can talk in the morning.

Me: Can I just tell you one more thing?
Trent: No!
Me: I think I'm going to make lasagne for supper tomarrow.
Trent: UUGGGHGHHHHHHHAAAAHH (that's an exasperated sigh)

That's all I can think of right now, but hopefully it made you laugh :D

What A Day...What A Week!

This week.....

...was VBS at church. I helped out with the 2's and 3's and it was so fun! The kiddos were great to be around, and the theme was "Under the Sea", so fun, but exhausting!

...we closed on our house. On Wednesday we signed all the final papers, and are officially home-owners. Fun, but exhausting!

...we started to move. We've been moving boxes every night, so its not such a huge ordeal on Saturday. Fun, but exhausting!

...I painted. I said I wasn't going to until after we moved, but I couldn't help myself. I painted tonight after work. Fun, but exhausting!

...and last but not least....

This week I locked my keys in my car....again.

I went to Home Depot today after work so I could get started painting and would hopefully be done early. Well, long story short---I came out with my gallons of paint, brushes, ect....looked in my window and there were my keys...dangling in the ignition of my locked car. Oh boy. Trent is at work with the only spare key. When I'm starting to freak out, a friend calls and says she is off work early and is coming to get me. Aaahhhh, SIGH OF RELIEF..! This part of the week so....not so fun. Just exhausting.

So after all that---I think it's safe to say that I'm TIRED. And tomorrow is moving day. I think that a large amount of Starbucks will be required :) Bring on moving day :)

Mr. Steady Man

In Debbie Pearl's book "Created to be his helpmeet" she describes men in three different ways: Mr. Command Man, Mr. Visionary Man, and Mr. Steady Man.

Mr. Command Man will not yield to his wife. He is dominant, content in himself, and his wife has to EARN her place in his heart.

Mr. Visionary Man loves confrontation and change. They are "visionaries".

Mr. Steady Man is slow and cautios, he does not make snap decisions and will not spend his last dime on a new project. He gets the job done without all the bells and whisles. He is like deep, deep water, you rarely can see the movement, but nevertheless he is very strong under the surface.

I am most definatly married to Mr. Steady Man! There are so many good things about his personality traits that I often overlook or refuse to be thankful for. Debbie makes this point in her book, "His very steadiness keeps him on his middle-of-the-road course, and it will drive a controlling woman crazy." Yup, that would be us!! I am anything BUT steady, I make somewhat irrational decisions, like to take chances, and walk all over the road, not just in the middle.

But thank God for my husband! We even each other out perfectly. Which is probably why we are married, and also why we drive each other crazy sometimes. My mom said one time, "Poor Trent probably looks at you and wonders what on earth he is going to do with you and how he is going to bring some sort of control to situations." I told Trent this and he just very seriously and somewhat ditressed replied, "Yeah, that's pretty much true."

The way I see it, we make a great team. I make sure we have the glitter and he makes sure we have the glue so we can actually USE the glitter! :D