Friday, December 31, 2010

I'm Back! A December Review...with pictures.

Oh friends, as I sit here typing I look back at the past month and wonder where it went. I think this has been the busiest December EVER. And even though there were a few lows, some lessons learned along the way, I LOVED IT! My only regret is that I haven't had much free time over the past few weeks. Therefore I know all of you thought I was lost, but never fear, I was not lost just too busy to type. Hopefully I can make up for that today...
Let me back up to Thanksgiving... I went to my parent's for the turkey holiday. Had a beautiful time with the family I adore and love. I went shopping on "BLACK FRIDAY" with my sister, which I still think deserves a whole post of it's own. I will have to do that one day soon. Anyway, just know that the holiday race started there, with my energy tank starting out on "empty." We had fun, but oh was I ever tired later.
Life at the parent's house is always an adventure, especially with these cuties all together under one roof. Poor Kayla is slightly outnumbered. We make up for it, treating her like a young adult and the "princess" of the house.

I took the opportunity to take pictures of my kiddos while at my parent's house for the Christmas cards. This is what I ended up with...


When taking this picture, Kayla had just whined about wanting a sister so they could take cute pictures... I think this one is pretty funny and cute.

The Christmas card pose.
My little man.

My baby girl.
The kids with their "Pooh-pa" and "Grammy." (My parents.)

The first weekend in December is our annual fundraiser for what us Southern Baptists refer to as our Lottie Moon Christmas offering. All offerings collected during the night go to missions. This year we had a Mexican theme. We even had a mariachi band come and play during the meal. After the meal we had two missionary "guests." William Carey and Lottie Moon herself came for a visit and to tell their stories. If you look real close, you might see the uncanny resemblance to my parents. (wink. wink.)






The next week would be practices to get ready for the Christmas musical at church (sorry, no pictures), school events, the Christmas dance at school AND the Christmas tea. This year I was one of the moms in charge of an annual Christmas party held for girl's in Kayla's class at school. It started as a few moms and their daughters getting together when the girls were five. There were about ten of them at the time. Nine years later the group of girls has grown to almost forty names and the moms take turns hosting. This was my year. We ended up having a blast and pulled the event off, but this was a learning experience for me. I will have to tell you about it one day soon, but for now here are a few fun pictures from the day.


The kids before the Christmas dance. I wanted to cry when i dropped them off. This was not Kayla's first dance, but it was Jordan's. Something about dropping my "baby" off... Am I ready for all of this?!!!


I was in charge of the chocolate fountain at the tea. It did not want to work right. I kept having to thin it up. Although it was "clumpy" at times, the girls said it still tasted "yummy."
Kayla had no problem with "clean up" duty on the fountain. :)


The girls that came. Aren't they pretty?


These cans were a project that Kayla and I gave the girls at the party. Each bucket was personalized with the names of all the girls. Inside was candy and notes from the girls that hosted this year. The girls were then encouraged to write notes to each other. They loved it. I need to take a moment and thank my sister and my dad for helping us during the Thanksgiving holiday with this project. They turned out CUTE!

The next week was full of basketball (no pictures of Jordan YET!), work, Christmas parties (I went to FIVE in December!), school programs and Papa's birthday.

Papa (my father-in-law) turned 79 on the 16th. We went over that night to take him a cake and a few goodies. He is plugging along. He has some good days and some bad days. Chemo does that to a person. Please continue to keep him in your prayers. These pictures were taken on his birthday.

Finally, Christmas arrived. Here are a few Christmas memories...

Kayla's favorite cartoon character when she was little was Minnie Mouse. She had a doll that was a favorite for a very long time. This year we teased her about reverting back to her younger days, for she Loves Minnie Mouse again. I got her these pjs.

Jordan got an ipod.

Me trying to get a Christmas kiss from my little man.

Kayla with her cousin.


Kevin with his mom and brother.
The Monday after Christmas we headed to my parent's house for a late Christmas celebration.

Monday night we opened gifts and I got exactly what I asked "Santa" for, a painting. I have always wanted a painting painted by my dad. I asked and received. Thanks dad!!!



My parents with all their grand kids...
Well, I guess I had better wrap up this review, not because I want to, but because we have a New Year's Eve youth event to go to tonight. The fun of December is still not quite over. This month has been jam packed with "stuff," but at the end of the day, that "stuff" just serves as a reminder of how blessed we are. Freedom to come and go, enjoy family and friends and most of all celebrate the birth of the Savior of the world. Yes, friends, we are blessed.

I pray you and yours had a beautiful holiday celebrating the "REAL" reason for the season.

Happy New Year!

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Don't Give Up On Me!!!

Oh friends, how I have missed chatting and reading what is going on in your lives. But my life has been CRAZY the past few weeks. Don't give up on me please. I will be back next week with stories to tell, my second part of my Thanksgiving ADVENTURE and lots of pictures.

Hope you are all well.

Blessings,
Mich

Monday, November 29, 2010

My Thanksgiving ADVENTURE... Part 1

Hope this finds everyone in bloggy land full of turkey and family togetherness. I personally enjoyed my break. I loved soaking in the laughter, love and even a few tears that goes with quality family time. HOWEVER, my holiday proved to be an adventure. It is what we call around these parts "good blogging material."

It all started Wednesday. We packed the car, took my dog to her holiday retreat at the In-law Inn, and started off. Fifteen minutes into the trip my hubby and I are already at it...actually, for your information we do not fight a lot, just when I AM RIGHT and he THINKS he is right. :) I was definitely right this time, bless his heart...

You see a few days ago, my hubby got the idea that he wanted to ask my uncle to show him where to hunt in the Ozarks. But then, when the details and plans didn't fall like he had invisioned, he decided to back out. Only problem was that my brother-in-law and dad already knew about the trip. In fact, my dad, who has NEVER hunted anything in his life, decides he wants to give it a whirl. So, here I am in the car with the hubby who has not brought a gun or any camo with him, texting my sister saying he decided not to hunt, knowing he is going to feel left out if the others still go, blah, blah, blah. We turn around and he goes and gets his gun. Mama was right and all was happy.

We were once more North Arkansas bound. Only, the hubby needs to do a little work on the way, we stop for a hospital visit. After visiting new mom, seeing baby through nursery window and shaking proud dad's hand, we are once again off. Only the car will not start.

The hubs thinks it might be bad gas, we stop at Target for something to help the situation.

Doesn't work.

End up at a Nappa. Trying something else, oil maybe. Sorry but I know NOTHING when it comes to cars.

Car REFUSES to start.

Nappa guy gets us cranked up and points the way to a Firestone garage.

Two hours and 300.00 later we have a new "throttle sensor." MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ME!

After watching some nutso on "Dr. Phil" and "The Rock" on "Ellen, at the garage, we were finally on the road again.

We finally reached the city limits and I couldn't help but smile. There is a sense of peace that comes when I go home. Now that my parents are back in the small town where they grew up and the only "hometown" this traveling girl knew, while growing up, visiting my parents now brings back loads of memories.

It was a tough day, but I still made it "home" for Thanksgiving. And waiting for me and mine was my mom, dad, sister and her tribe. Doesn't get much better than that...

TO BE CONTINUED...

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Thanksgiving love...

I have not started my week out too good. The burn ban has officially been lifted in my small town community. We get a little rain and everyone goes wild with burning leaves. For a poor unfortunate soul like me, who is allergic to every tree and grass found in the south, this is NOT good. BUT, I finally went to the doctor Monday night, and now FOUR prescriptions later, I am on my way to feeling good. Have to feel good for Turkey day.



Anyway, we are suppose to go see the fam and eat my mom's mashed taters, brave the crowds on Black Friday with my sis in Branson and just soak in all the family love and togetherness. Well, this mom who hasn't felt all too wonderful wanted to leave her house clean and decorated. I was NOT a happy camper Monday night. Let me repeat...NOT HAPPY.



But then I came home for my lunch break yesterday and discovered that I have absolutely the BEST HUBBY IN THE WORLD. He had cleaned my kitchen, picked up the living room and tackled Mt. Laundry with gusto. So although there is still a small mountain, a pile of useless junk in my hall, from me organizing my office and the toilets haven't been cleaned, I can at least go with a little peace. Just a little...

Here is to a relaxing holiday with the family, and NO WORK for FIVE days. I am THANKFUL.

Happy Turkey Day, friends!

Saturday, November 20, 2010

I'm in the Money...

I have spent the whole day cleaning and putting up my Christmas trees. Now wait, before you preach to me about "forgetting Thanksgiving" cause I skipped to decorating and shopping before the turkey was even cooked, I PLAN ON CELEBRATING BEING THANKFUL. I will be eating turkey and (hopefully) my mom's yummy mashed taters. I will be taking those famous Christmas card pictures like I do every turkey day. I will be braving the mob with my dear ol' sis on Black Friday. I will be soaking in the family love and togetherness. I plan on being THANKFUL in style.

However, I usually, when home, put my tree up the day after Turkey day. Since I plan on being at my parent's, I want to be able to come home to a CLEAN, already DECORATED house. At least I'm trying...

The good news in all of this? I was cleaning my office and found my old purse. For some reason I decided to clean the thing out. There in the bottom of my bag was a bank envelope. In the envelope was 75.00. The receipt inside was dated around the time of my surgery. I guess I had gone to the bank and somehow forgot the money during my healing time. Gotta love that when it happens!

Moral of the story? Cleaning house can sometimes turn up a treasure or two...or maybe 75! Maybe cleaning isn't all bad after all. :)

I am already starting Thanksgiving week THANKFUL.

Have a great weekend!

Monday, November 15, 2010

"Stupid Fuzzy Slippers..."

It must somehow be all my fault. After all, I am the mom who refused to turn her heat on last night. I would like to say I am saving the planet, by saving gas, but I really am just trying to save the cash. Christmas is coming, you know!!!

Anyway, baby girl was grouchy this morning. She was "cold." She was wearing her big fuzzy black slippers to emphasize the fact. (She hardly wore them at all last year!)

Anyway, after I had gone to work, I received a text. Here is what it said:

"Stupid fuzzy slippers...i thought i had my shoes on because of them! Papa (he took the kids to school for me this morning) just laughed when he saw my feet! We had to drive all the way back home!"

This made me smile. All I could picture all day was Kayla wearing her big fuzzy slippers to school. She is such a trendsetter... :)

Gosh, I love that girl of mine.

Happy Monday, friends! Hope you have a BEAUTIFUL week.