The Family Bond

Au Natural

2011-09-15T19:45:00.000-05:00

Several weeks ago I was wondering and searched natural/organic shampoos. Why, you ask? I was just curious and always looking for something better. My hair is naturally frizzy with more of a fuzz type texture when it air dries. I've researched the Brazilian Blow Out but deferred when I found out that formaldehyde is used.

When researching natural shampoo, I read that some of the man made chemicals can actually weigh your hair down and cause build up. I don't know how much of that is true but I like the idea of natural ingredients. I even thought about buying the ingredients to make my own shampoo but refrained for fear of running a chemistry lab in my parents house. Instead I bought some natural/organic shampoo at a local whole foods store. It's pricey but not a single man made ingredient. But we all know there is a cost to beauty.

I used the shampoo and conditioner for the first time this morning. My hair was much softer and felt cleaner. I didn't put any straightening products in my hair but did have to use my straightener. I'm not gonna say that I love this shampoo just yet. I'm gonna give it more time to see how my hair reacts.

It doesn't lather like commercial shampoos b/c it doesn't contain those lathering ingredients. It's not thick like commercial shampoo instead very 'runny'.

I also bought some conditioner which is nothing like its commercial counterpart. It's actually much thicker; more like a paste.

None of this change may not make a difference. But if it only makes me think I'm better for it...well, that may be worth enough....give the placebo effect the credit it deserves.

The shampoo and conditioner I am trying can be found here:
http://www.aubrey-organics.com/

Until next time; this is the way we wash our hair, wash our hair, wash our hair...this is the way we wash our hair early in the morning!

Long Time, No See

2011-09-12T16:47:00.002-05:00

As with most of blogging lately, no time...no see. I really wish I did a better job keeping up with this blog. Life gets so busy that I just don't feel like sitting down to record my thoughts and events of the day. But I will try to update what is going on with us with no guarantees that there will be any immediate follow-ups.

After a 2 year stint in the MS Delta, we have transferred back to the Jackson, MS metro area. It was a bitter sweet move as I had grown to love my life in the Delta...not necessarily loving the Delta but rather my life there. We made some wonderful friends and the boys, too, made some special friends. JB is still with Trustmark and has even received a title promotion with this transfer.

We still have some ties to the Delta as we are trying to sell our home. God has blessed us with some awesome, temporary renters but we still need to get it sold so we can fully move on with our lives. So if you are interested in or know someone who would like to live in the Delta (Greenville) give us a shout out, we'll be glad to sell you a home ;)

Meanwhile we are camping out with my parents. Needless to say, we have stuff stored all over MS...the Delta, storage and my parents. If I recover all my stuff when we finally perch in a home..it will be a miracle to recover everything.

We are looking at houses but with reservations. Interests rates are at all time low which makes it even more tempting to buy a house before selling our current home. Not to mention, crammed in here with my parents gives even more motivation. I love my parents and I am more than grateful for their willingness to help us out at this time but 2 families living under 1 roof can be a bit stressful at times, although, it has been going much more smoothly than I anticipated. Either my parents are just holding it in or I'm a better house guest than I thought I would be.

We stayed in an apartment before moving in with my parents. That stay was 3 months. While grateful for Trustmark for the temporary housing, it did provide a pool for the boys to enjoy for the summer.

Due to the recent relocation and living situations, I have not been able to monogram/applique. There just hasn't been any room for it. My business literally takes up a whole room of which hasn't been available. So I am temporarily closed until further living situations allow for it. I have to admit that I have enjoyed the time off. Running your own business can take over your life and become more work than enjoyment. When I return to it, it will definitely be different than it was before. I may not return to appliqueing rather just monogramming with limited inventory.

Meantime, I am working part time at a local preschool. Again admitting, I have enjoyed being back in the working world, such as it is. Getting up and getting out has been good for me. I've enjoyed the adult conversations and making new friends. I'm through each day before the boys are out of school so it allows me to pick them up from school and still remain a 'stay home mom'. The preschool holidays coincide with the boys' school so I will not be working when they are out of school. Another blessing God provided.

The boys are repeating K5 this year at the local public school. I was so anxious about them starting in a new, bigger school where they would most likely be put in separate classes. They have been together since 3 yr old preschool and the 2 schools they attended while in the Delta were small and close knit. My worries were soon eased when I learned that MS law states that schools have to place twins in the same room if requested by the parents. The boys have done well and seem to enjoy their new school and classmates.

While we missed our home church when living in the Delta, we have decided to visit another local church. JB was encouraged to visit by 2 colleagues from work of whom we also share a Mississippi College alumni with. To our pleasant surprise, we have enjoyed our visit to this church. This past Sunday we visited a Sunday School and found it to be as pleasant as the worship service. We continue to pray for God's guidance to lead us to church home that we can worship and serve him to the capacity he has given us. The smaller school was apart of the life I enjoyed while in the Delta.

I had my final Dr. visit regarding my post op MRSA from this past winter. My Dr. had considered doing a surgery to revise some scarring that was formed from but he and I both agreed to forgo this surgery. 2 months ago, I contracted MRSA again except this time it was on my chin/neck. Via IV therapy and weeks of oral meds, it finally went away. With the account of the 2nd MRSA ordeal, my Dr. and I both feel it's too risky to perform a procedure that it not necessary. I obviously have issues with MRSA and seem to contract it easily. The last thing I want during this time of transition is to deal with it again.

This about wraps it up for me. One thing that never changes, is that change is in evadable. I've learned to accept it the best I can...the less I try to fight it, the better I can handle it. Within the past 3 years our family has experienced much change but I can only pray that it's God working us into the servants he wants us to be.

Another One Bites the Dust

2011-04-13T19:26:00.002-05:00

CB: "BB, cut this"

BB: {snip with scissors}

CB: "Why did you do that????!!!!" (shocked that BB actually did what he told him to do)

BB: "You told me to!!"

CB: "But, I was just playing!!!"

Another toy has bitten the dust around here. Seems to be the norm when rearing boys. They are now 1 less a Wii nun chuck. Why? Because CB told BB to cut the cord. So he did it...No thinking about it...no impulse control. CB said "cut it"; BB said "snip" and then CB freaked.

Why won't he obey me like that?

Back into the Swing of Things

2011-04-13T18:55:00.002-05:00

We are getting back into the swing of things...literally. We started T-Ball practice last week and with a few more practices to go, games are soon to follow.

This year JB is a head coach so of course we are the Trustmark Braves. We have 11 players ranging from the ages 4 to 6. I just love watching the little 4 year olds play. They are sweet and innocent not worrying about the rules or wins...just playing and having fun. Makes me wish mine were younger and not growing up so fast.

As typical, BB shows minimal interest even though it was his choice to play again this year. And CB can't get enough of it. He thinks there should be practice every day and the season should be year round. CB doesn't want practice evenings to end and BB is constantly asking "when is it over?" He understands that he has to finish the season since he agreed to join the team. He enjoys batting and running but standing in the field makes him grow old and bored.

This past weekend we all ventured to DSU to watch their double header in baseball. On the way there, CB couldn't wait to get there...BB was asking if we were gonna be there long. JB's mom was visiting so she was able to help entertain while JB and I relaxed and watched the game. I actually enjoyed going to the game better than I thought. They have covered seats so the heat was bearable. In fact, JB and I went back Sunday afternoon to watch them finish out the series.

We hope to make it back up there this coming weekend. Makes for a fun family outing here in the Delta.

As for my recovery, I have had another surgery since my last post. It was my 4th. He had to reopen the wound b/c the outside healed before the inside. But I think I am finally in the final days of recovery. I have since been able to do wound care 2 times a week instead of 3 allowing me to come back home with my family. I now drive 2 to 2 1/2 hours one way twice a week but being with my family is worth it. My wound has about 1/2" left to heal. The past few weeks, my doctor has packed it instead of my wound care nurse b/c he has had to watch it so closely to keep the outside from healing before the inside again. I keep hoping the next trip will be the last. Despite my situation, I've enjoyed visiting with my doctor, his nurse and my wound care nurse. They have all become a blessing in their own way!

Until next time...batter up!

Beyond Physical Healing

2011-02-08T11:10:00.007-06:00

Wow, it's been awhile since I blogged. And looking back, my last blog was about a blessing not knowing how many I had coming in the months ahead.

I fully believe that the following story I give was and still is God's plan for me. Some may question the whole "God thing" and his ultimate plan for our lives. And I would be lying if I said I didn't question it myself and I know I will again when future uncomfortable, unplanned situations occur. But instead of constantly questioning and tormenting myself with no "human" answer, I choose to have faith that His plan is perfect for me. That His plan has a purpose whether I eventually know what it is or not. And while I loathe not having control of my life at certain times, I couldn't live without Him nor could I plan my life like I think I can or like I think I want to. In reality, I can't plan supper some days, what makes me think I can plan my life. If I planned my life, I would never grow, never grow spiritually, never grow to love deeper, never grow to experience the love, peace, and joy Christ has for me through him. And though sometimes that growth comes from heartache, trials and circumstances that,we at the time don't understand, nonetheless, at the end of it, we have grown to experience the love of Christ that we otherwise would not have known. And that love is far beyond physical care. This past circumstance has taught me that more than other times in my life.

Most of the people who read this already know about our recent circumstances and trials via Facebook so I am not going to elaborate too much about it but will do a brief recap for those who don't keep up with me on Facebook.

Dec. 9th, I had a routine breast reduction in effort to eliminate some ongoing shoulder and neck pain. While the surgery itself was no problem, I would learn a week and a half later that I contracted MRSA from the surgery. It's the recovery of the MRSA that has been anything but routine. Dec. 21st, I was admitted to the hospital for what I thought would be a few nights of IV antibiotics and I would be home in time for Christmas with my family. But that wasn't God's plan. Instead I would spend the next 3 weeks (21 days) recovering. During those 21 days there were many set backs that included a blood clot, 3 surgeries, 2 'minor' surgical procedures, a host of antibiotics that would have to be interchanged due to the medical problems each caused and a multitude of IV issues that went from a typical IV in my hand, to a PICC line, to finally a central line in my neck. I would see my boys about every other day for about 30 minutes and spend some nights and days by myself. I was confined to the same room for most of those 21 days meaning I couldn't even walk the halls for a change of scenery or for exercise due to the nature of the illness. I went from 2 doctors to a medical team that would include wound care specialists, infectious disease doctor and my surgeon. With each surgery, an incision had to be reopened and kept open only to be packed with a wound vac. When removing the pockets of infection that were forming, the infected tissue and the tissue surrounding the infection had to be removed, thus leaving 'cavities' that had to be filled with the regrowth of new tissue. So, until those 3 cavities were filled they had to be manually packed to help support the healing. This would allow for me to heal inside out without any surgical procedure to close the incisions back up. So, when I was finally discharged the orders were to continue 'wound care' 3 times a week at the hospital which meant I couldn't go home to Greenville with my family. Well, I guess I could have but that would have put me traveling 6 hours a day 3 days a week. We thought it best that I stay with my parents and have the boys back in Greenville so that they can continue their school and be in their routine. Plus, I was in no physical health to take care of them at the time I was discharged.

To the day of this blog, I am still continuing my wound care 3 times a week, still staying with my parents and visiting with my boys (all 3) on the weekends and I have had to temporarily close my business.

But more impressive than the ordeal I just mentioned above are the blessings that I have received from it. God showed his love in so many ways that I otherwise may not have experienced. I experienced the power of hundreds praying for me. I experienced the real love of friends. I experienced the innocent prayers of children praying for me with the faith of a mustard seed and a faith that moves mountains. I experienced God's healing power working through the hands of 2 amazing people, my surgeon and wound care nurse; care that has gone beyond physical healing. I have experienced the innocent love of my children that isn't necessarily shown in the day to day rut and routine we tend to live in. I experienced the love that encompasses 'in sickness and in health' from my husband. (This story deserves a blog of its own for a later time). And a unique call from someone in Georgia that I had only known via email. In a series of circumstances that only God could have orchestrated, she some how found a way to call me. She will never know what a blessing her call was and the love of Christ she showed meant to me. You see, these blessing are gifts from God that he gives his children for us to more deeply know that he is God and that he loves us more than we can fathom in our human minds.

I have to be honest, I wasn't the most spiritual patient during this whole ordeal. There were times I didn't even know what to pray. I didn't even want to pray and while I knew in my mind that God was in control and that he had not forsaken me, I didn't always feel it. I have been on an emotional roller coaster that I will be glad when the ride is over. But despite my human faults that never changed how God cared, loved and took care of me. He continued to pour out his blessings even though I didn't always recognize them, even though I wasn't always grateful for them and even though I didn't always show the faith the He so deserved because He is a God that loves unconditionally beyond my human, sinful nature and He sent his son to die for me and every other human to prove it.

In all the physical pain and the emotional pain that I experience and still experience, God's love for me goes beyond physical healing and that is the greatest blessing of all.

Small Town Blessings

2010-11-21T19:33:00.004-06:00

When growing up in the Madison/Ridgeland area, it was much more of a 'small town' than it is now. While it's certainly not a metropolis, it's more of a suburb that continues to grow in residential and retail markets. Most of the city is new along with its residents. There is not a large population of people who actually grew up in that area from birth to retirement.

So moving to G'ville has shown me a different type of 'small town'. Most of the families here in the Delta have grown up here and so have their parents, grandparents and extended family alike. There are some like us that have transplanted here for either a season or for the rest of their life. A transplant can find it hard to fit in, to find a place in this traditionally rich farming community. Those that have been here all their lives have their place, their friends and their purpose here. And to no one's fault, transplants can feel left out. I, fortunately, haven't struggled with this, partly because I expected it before I came and partly because I've made friends here that are like me..not from here which helps gives some sort of mutual understanding of where the other is coming from, literally.

Well, the other night I experienced a small town blessing at its best. These haven't happened often but God knows just when to send them and through whom to send them.

The boys and I have been battling bronchitis, colds and allergies for the past few weeks. It seems we've been a cesspool of coughing, sneezing, runny noses, sore throats and wheezing. The other night BB had a 'coughing' spell to the point that he couldn't catch his breath and would gag or vomit every time he would cough. I had already given him some left over prescription cough medicine that just wasn't helping. JB had run to the grocery store for milk and a few other necessities. I had tried all I knew to calm his cough...I took him outside hoping the cool air would calm his coughing to no avail. We tried drinking something to no avail.

So I resorted to calling a dear friend that lives down the street. But in God's providence, I've known this dear friend and her husband since MS College and my days at The Baptist Children's Village. Also in God's providence, she is a nurse at the medical clinic we use for our minor medical issues. I called her asking if she could give me someone on call at the clinic since we don't have a pediatrician here. She could hear BB coughing in the background and knew exactly why I needed some medical attention. She came over with her nebulizer and meds to help out. When setting up the nebulizer, we realized that the mask was broken and she didn't have another. I started looking for ours that had yet to be unpacked. I knew I had an extra mask but couldn't find it. (JB is still at the grocery store without his cell phone).

While I'm looking in 4 different storage rooms, BB is still coughing and my dear friend started calling people I didn't even know if they had an extra mask. I had no idea she had walked across the street to ask a fellow neighbor if they had an extra mask. They did not but they, too, ended up playing a vital role in this whole situation. I had no idea how God was gonna provide during this situation. At this time, I was a little nervous but trying not to show it. I was missing home and needed my pediatrician. All I could think about was when BB had his croup attack 3 years ago that sent us to the children's ER in an ambulance; only then I had family to help out and an actual children's ER. My dear friend came and found me outside and told me it was all being taken of... "your neighbor, Lynwood, is going to the ER to get a mask for you." I was like, what, how did he know about this. When he couldn't help by giving me one of their masks...he and my dear friend did some calling and was able to get approved for him to pick up a mask at the ER..all this while I'm out in the storage room in tears asking God to help me find my masks.

I just broke down. I hugged my dear friend and just bawled saying, "it's times like this I miss home, I miss my doctors, my family". And God spoke to me through her, she said with the sweetest most sincere disposition "there are times when it's a blessing to live in a small town." You see, she too, is not from here so she knew exactly how I felt.

I thank God for allowing this situation to happen and for her. No, it wasn't the most urgent medical situation that could be, it wasn't the worst event that has ever happened to me...but it's times like this God reveals himself in some of the biggest ways, through friends who were calling others and those "others" who didn't even know me but worked together for the good of my child that, in turn, showed me a small town blessing.

Fall Days in the Delta

2010-10-05T09:01:00.009-05:00

This fall season has brought about some dusty days in the Delta. It has been dry, dusty and windy. Some of the fields are barren after the crop has been harvested leaving nothing but the dirt and dust. And since it hasn't rained here in weeks almost months, these dry, barren fields mixed with wind produces "dust devils".

Several weeks ago, my dad and I traveled some of the back roads of the Delta when heading to the "hills". The wind was blowing, the farmers were harvesting and the dust devils were whirling. Certainly not what you find anywhere else in my state.

Orange Beach, 2010

2010-09-24T20:09:00.021-05:00

A few weeks ago, we took our annual family vacation to Orange Beach. While, we had the week of vacation, we weren't sure if we going to the beach or not due to the oil spill. But we made a last minute decision to go anyway with hopes that the beach would be oil free.

When booking our condo, it was very obvious that both the economy and the recent oil leak had hit the resort areas pretty hard. We stayed 5 nights for less than we stayed 4 nights last year.

We stopped at the USS Alabama Battle ship on our way there. The boys enjoyed it. Me, not so much. The experience gave me a glimpse of appreciation for what those soldiers sacrificed. By a glimpse, I mean...I don't think the appreciation I have is enough based on my own little tour of the battleship. All I know is that I don't know how they lived in such conditions: hot, cramped quarters at sea. Not for me! I am too claustrophobic to be going up and down those ladder steps.

The first 3 days were beautiful! The water was actually the clearest I have ever seen it. 2 of those days were red flags but the water was still beautiful with big waves. We enjoyed all the seafood we could stand...The Hangout, Original Oyster House, Live Bait to name our favorites. We played Putt Putt one night. Congratulations to me...I was the winner.

The 2nd day, 2 sharks came to the shore. They were about 4 feet long. We were actually in the condo and not on the beach at the time. I was reading on the balcony when I heard some commotion on the beach. As you can imagine, what few people were there were screaming to get out of the water. When I looked down, I could see the fins sticking up out of the water. I rushed to get my camera and took the best pics I could get from 8 stories high. They 2 sharks left as quick as they came. Not sure what brought them so close but we suspect it was a man's crab traps full of bait. He removed his traps and we never saw them again.

We also lots of sting rays and crabs. Not the little sand crabs but big crabs. JB had to scurry a few away from the boys.

As always, I hate to for our vacations to come to an end. I always look forward to this time. It allows our family of 4 to be together without any interruptions and creates so many memories.

Growing up, my parents always tried to take us on a vacation of some sort. We hope to continue to do the same for our boys.

To view pics, look at the side bar of the blog under pages. Click Orange Beach 2010. Posting pics this way will keep from the blog taking up so much space.

Summer 2010

2010-08-26T13:28:00.013-05:00

August is a few day til being gone. And even though September still carries the summer heat, here in the South we still think of it as the beginning of fall.

Since my blogging has been scarce and sporadic, I thought I would just put into pictures what we did this past summer. We played a little golf with JB, we went swimming at Cypress Hills Tennis Club and caught a few fish along the way. Other than my surgery and the extreme heat, summer was filled with it's typical fun activities. BB finally overcame his fear of going under water and progressed in his swimming.

Not sure if it we hit record heat but it sure has felt like. With several weeks topping in the 100's, it's been one of the hottest here in the South.

Now it's time to look forward to fall activities that always bring fun memories.

The Shows of Then

2010-07-31T00:54:00.003-05:00

The other day I mentioned on Facebook that "there is just something about having The Andy Griffith Show on TV that makes the world seem right...if only for 30 minutes at a time".

It's the 30 minutes of "all is right" that keeps me watching this show. But it's not just this show that appeals to me for the same reason. It's most of the "retro" shows. Leave it Beaver, I Love Lucy, Little Rascals and so many more. It's these shows that expose the reality of today's culture in that the world is not right.

While the TV shows of then may have been a little over the top with husbands and wives sleeping in separate beds, they did and still do at least entertain with values that I am not afraid of my children watching nor do they make me embarrassed to watch with other adults in the room. I can leave the room with these shows still playing on my TV and not worry about what my children hear or see. Unlike today's shows and even cartoons when I have to cover their eyes and ears and hope their innocence is not ruined by what comes up on the next scene.

And so what if the shows of then depicted husbands and wives sleeping in separate beds even though everyone knew that wasn't reality? I would rather that than what they depict to be actuality these days...same sex genders in the same bed, unwed teenagers and adults in the same bed, married adults in the same bed with someone else's spouse. The shows of then may have depicted a perfection that wasn't always real at least we didn't have to watch the actuality of today's digressing society. A society that glorifies such sinful and hurtful acts as normal and common.

The shows of then depicted men as being honorable and respectful and not some helpless, stupid, raging being with overactive hormones. The women of then were ladies whom acted as such and actually appreciated a man being a gentlemen. Wives of those shows respected and honored their husbands in front of their children and the rest of world. The husbands of that time loved and honored their wives in a way that their wives felt the same and not diminished or dominated.

I know for most of today's younger culture, I am old fashioned along with the shows of then. And I realize that the older I get, more old-fashioned I become...maybe not to the extent of sleeping in separate beds but to the extent of keeping your bedroom activities in the bedroom and not on my TV or movie screen....to the extent of honoring my husband and not putting him down at home nor in public...to the extent of appreciating a gentlemen...to the extent of feeling secure enough in being a wife and woman that I don't feel dominated nor diminished with my husband leading our household.

The shows of then may have depicted what seemed like a perfect world, I know that even then there were culture battles. There has never been a perfect world since Eve ate that stupid apple and there never will be. But if Hollywood would go back to that perfect world we long for in reality....then maybe just maybe we can enjoy that perfect world more than 30 minutes at a time.

5 Years Ago, Today

2010-07-20T12:54:00.004-05:00

Five years ago today, love and chaos entered my world both at the same time, my boys CB and BB. And as they have grown these past 5 years, so has the love and the chaos. But I'll take the chaos that comes with this kind of love.

I've read this so many times and it still touches my heart every time I read it: "The days may be long, but the years are short." Each passing year, this becomes more realistic.

It's true...Time flies when you are having fun! It's been a fun 5 years and look forward to more fun in the years to come.

At 5:

BB: Career choice, policeman. Favorite Color, Blue. Favorite Food, chicken nuggets. Favorite Movie, Balto and Toy Story 2. Enjoys guns, swords and maps. Loves his dog, Stuffins Big Birthday gift from Mamma and Daddy, Bike. Current city, Greenville, MS

CB: Career choice, Baseball player. Favorite Color, Red. Favorite Food, chicken nuggets. Favorite Movie, Alvin and the Chipmunks the Squeakquel. Enjoys baseball, Wii, fishing and any sports related show or activity. Loves his dog, Murphy. Big Birthday gift from Mamma and Daddy, Bike. Current City, Greenville, MS

Recovery

2010-07-15T17:00:00.003-05:00

It's been 2 weeks since my surgery. And I must say it's been a hard 2 weeks. My surgeon was right when he said I would feel like I've been beat with a tire iron. I've only had 2 major surgeries in all my 33 years of life...C-Section and this Cervical Fusion in my neck. If I had to choose between the 2...I'll choose a C-Section.

I was told that I didn't handle the anesthesia very well. I can't attest because I don't remember. I do remember being in pain when I did wake up for a brief moment and quickly finding the Morphine pump and then I remember nothing else.

The following days of recovery have a roller coaster. I one point my head felt like a bowling ball being held up by a wet noodle. And just when I think..ahhh, no more pain, no more stiffness in my neck....I wake up the next day to just the opposite...PAIN and Stiffness! I've been told that is typical of this surgery and it can be this way for about 6 weeks. UGHHH! But the pain free days seem to be more frequent.

I have been so blessed to have family and friends helping during this time. My in-laws were so gracious to keep the boys for 3 nights and my parents allowed the boys and I to take up residence for the week following the surgery. And furthermore, my dad brought the boys and me back to G'ville and stayed 4 more nights. A friend kept the boys which allowed them to play all day with their special bud, SS. My sister came over several days and helped entertain the boys and my sister-in-law took the boys for an afternoon to keep them busy as well. Needless to say, I've been spoiled for the past 2 weeks and I already miss them greatly.

I'm gonna try to slowly start back sewing soon if the pain free days continue to increase. Even though it's part of recovery, I can't stand just laying around the house and doing nothing. But at the same time, I can't over do-it either.

Thank you so much for the prayers, well wishes, and thoughts.

A Pain in the Neck

2010-06-28T15:23:00.002-05:00

About 5 years ago, I had this pain in the neck and it's been a "pain in the neck" ever since, in more ways than 1.

It's ultimately how I found out I was pregnant. There was literally this severe pain in my neck. I was popping Aleve like candy and as a side note thought I should take a pregnancy test "just in case". Well, the Aleve had to stop because I was pregnant. I called my family physician, described the pain to him through tears. He diagnosed it as a "slipped disc" but only based on symptoms b/c he wasn't going to order an MRI since I was pregnant and especially since I had not seen my OB.

He called in some steroids and anti-inflammatory by hoping it would correct itself. The following week my OB took me off those meds as a precaution and told me to just "wait it out".

The pain did ease up and I had no problems with my neck throughout my pregnancy. The boys were born and 13 months later...there was that "pain in the neck". I was able to have an MRI this time since I wasn't pregnant. The MRI revealed a "protruding disc" on C6 with C7 slightly bulging. I was referred to a conservative neurosurgeon who wanted to treat it with steroids and anti-inflammatory meds. He thought I was too young to do surgery and wanted to hold off as long as possible. He literally stated, "If you can get 4 more good years before loosing 2 joints that's 4 good years."

Off and on for those 4 years, I've dealt with this pain in the neck. It would typically correct itself with Ibuprofen and a little rest.

The past month, this pain in the neck has become more severe and unforgiving. Ibuprofen is not working, prescriptin pain meds are not working, rest is not working despite my active 4 year old twins. Another MRI and Dr. visit with my neurosurgeon revealed that the pain in the neck has worsened to 2 herniated discs filled with bone spurs. And now this "pain in the neck" will be dealt with surgically. So, I have literally gotten the "4 more good years" that he predicted and hoped for.

My surgery is scheduled for July 1st and will take place back home. I'll have to stay with my parents for about a week to recover as I will not feel like riding the 2 1/2 hours to G'ville. My boys will be staying with my in-laws for a few days and then back with me for the rest of the week.

While I am ready to get rid of this "pain in the neck"...I wish he could rid me of a few other "pains in the neck" that obviously can't be dealt with surgically. Hmmm...anyone know a good psychiatrist for these?

Brilla Soccer Camp June 2010

2010-06-26T08:51:00.004-05:00

This past week, the boys and I have been camping out back home with my parents. The boys participated in the Brilla Soccer Camp held at our home church. They both enjoyed it and I liked that it gave them some physical activity to do in the mornings. With the heat index reaching above the 100's here in the south...most physical activities are planned in the morning or late evening and sometimes indoors. They were able to do both...with some warm up activities outside and then some learning soccer drills inside the church gym. I liked that the camp integrated both physical activity/growth and spiritual growth.

The boys were so excited to have real cleats and shin guards. They thought they were ready for the World Cup despite them never having played soccer before. Just the uniform was enough for them.

The picture below was taken for the local paper. The lead boy in the picture is a cool friend of the boys.

You can see CB in the background on the right. While BB enjoyed the opportunity...he's just not as physical when it comes sports. Given the choice...he would rather be hammering or building something.

Hopefully there will be more opportunities like this involving church recreation and sports to teach our children the importance of both physical and spiritual growth.

Delta Traffic

2010-06-04T12:05:00.007-05:00

While I have certainly missed my hometown and the amenities it offers, I haven't missed the traffic there especially during "rush" hours. It wouldn't be uncommon for it take 20 minutes to go only 5 miles. A few times, people here ask me about the traffic back home. Apparently it's something that is highly noticed when they visit the "hills" of my hometown area. I just tell them that it's something you deal with and it just comes with the territory of living there.

Here in the Delta, there is traffic but it is quite different than back home. As you can see in the above pictures...the traffic here is overtaken by farm equipment that resemble the likes of Transformers. I don't know what any of those are except the tractor but they can take up the whole road. They are usually nice enough to pull over and let you pass on by...that, too, is different than where I am from; no pulling over for faster traffic in the city.

T-Ball and Trophies

2010-06-02T18:33:00.003-05:00

Last Tuesday ended our T-Ball season. We lost to a very good team in the "semi-finals" of the tournament. Even though we lost due to a controversial call, if there was a team to loose team, I'm glad it was this team. Their coaches have proven to be fair and honest. It's the umpire's lack of umpiring skills that made for the controversial loss.

Their disappointment was soon replaced with excitement and smiles when they received their trophies and medallions.

Over all we had a really good season and I grew to love the little children on our team. One day, way into the future I will wonder "what ever happened to _____."

We hope to play again next year and Jeremy hopes to coach again. Each year will bring more memories and learning experiences...for both the boys as players and me as an athlete's mom.

K4 and Beyond

2010-05-20T16:16:00.007-05:00

Yesterday was the boys' last day of K4. It was also their last day at First Presbyterian Preschool here in Greenville.

We had a great year thanks to their teacher Ms Cyndi and the other staff, Ms Caroleen, Ms Ashley, and Ms Brittney.

I especially appreciate Ms Cyndi for the care she gave to my boys during their first school year as new students to FPP and Greenville. As a mother, you want to be comfortable with who you leave your children with. Ms Cyndi provided that comfort for me from the first day I dropped them off at an unfamiliar school. She assured me that they were in good hands and proved it for the rest of the year. My boys made great friends as well as improving their learning skills.

One of the advantages of moving to G'ville is that JB only has a 5 t0 10 minute commute to work. And his work hours compliment school hours. I would get up; get the boys ready for school and JB would take them and I picked them up at 11:30.

Their "End of the Year" program was a few weeks ago. Part of their program included each of the 4 year old students telling what they wanted to be when they grow up. They each had a few lines to learn about the profession and had to dress the part.

CB chose to be a baseball player; imagine that. He stood in front of the sanctuary dressed as baseball player in his T-Ball uniform. "Someday I'll be a baseball player, now just you wait and see. I'll swing my bat and catch the ball. You can watch me on TV."

BB chose to be a policeman. He, too, stood in front of the sanctuary dressed as a policeman in a uniform he got for Christmas. "A policeman is what I'll be. So don't be surprised one day. When I give you a ticket and you have to pay."

My mom and dad were able to come for the program and they brought fish to fry! So after the program we all headed back to the house for a fish fry! It was delish.

So next year they will begin K5. Until then...I'm gonna enjoy this summer with them and the blessing it will bring.

How To Provoke Your Child into Anger

2010-05-14T17:46:00.003-05:00

How can you provoke your child into anger (Eph. 6:24)? …Here are some easy steps:

1. Spoil him.

2. Give him everything he wants, even more than you can afford. Just charge it so you can get him off your back.

3. When he does wrong, nag him a little but don’t spank him.

4. Foster his dependence on you. Don’t teach him to be independently responsible. Maintain his dependence on you so later drugs and alcohol can replace you when he’s older.

5. Protect him from all those mean teachers who want to discipline him from time to time. And threaten to sue them if they don’t let him alone.

6. Make all of his decisions for him because he might make mistakes and learn from them if you don’t.

7. Criticize his father to him, or his mother, so your son or daughter will lose respect for his parents.

8. Whenever he gets into trouble, bail him out. Besides if he faces any real consequence, it might hurt your reputation.

9. Never let him suffer the consequences of his behavior. Always step in and solve his problems for him so he will depend on you and run to you when the going gets tough and never learn how to solve his problems.

10. If you want to turn your child into a delinquent, let him express himself anyway he feels like it.

11.Don't run his life, let him run yours.

12. Don't bother him with chores. Do everything for him then he can be irresponsible all his life and blame others when things don’t get done right.

13. Be sure to give in when he throws a temper tantrum.

14. Believe his lies because it’s too much hassle to try to sort through to get the truth.

15. Criticize others openly; criticize others routinely so that he will continue to realize that he is better than everybody else.

16. Give him a big allowance and don’t make him do anything for it.

17. Praise him for his good looks, never for character.

Credit where it's due: I got this from a customer's blog...

John MacArthur
God’s Pattern for Parents – Part 2, The article originally appeared (www.gty.org/Resources/Sermons/1950B) at www.gty.org. © 1969-2008. Grace to You.

T-Ball and Tempers

2010-04-28T23:26:00.011-05:00

This year is our first year to play any kind of sport. It starts with T-Ball. So with this being our first year to play a sport...it's been my first time to be a "sport mom".

First, let me start off by saying that JB and I are so proud of our boys. Both CB and BB have enjoyed playing and are doing really well. Of course...BB is not quite as passionate as CB but still tries his best. If he continues to show his anxiety like he does...he is definitely my child. We have met some really great people through their team and I have been so pleased with the parental support the team has at each game; the bleachers are full.

JB is an assistant coach and I, along with a few other moms, have had to step in and help. We helping moms are in the "dugout" such as it is...taking care of the batting line up...keeping their equipment ready to go...and crowd control for those waiting to bat. It's been interesting to say the least considering I have never played any type of T-Ball or softball. I am having to learn the rules game by game.

While I am glad to be an involved mom on the team...it's a 2 edged sword. I can't take a lot of pictures and I can't just relax to watch the game. Instead, I tend to get too involved and thus finding myself having to hold my "temper" back. Let me clarify...I don't get upset with our players..they are doing so well and it is really cute to see them play. However...it's been the opposing team coaches and umpires that I seem to loose it with. (Disclosure: For those that know me best and know how I can "loose it"...I haven't done anything extreme.)

When it comes to rules...I am true believer in following them and I further expect others to obey them with integrity. There have been a few coaches that can make this game too competitive thus loosing some of the fun for the parents and kids. With that competitiveness they tend to loose integrity. And that is when my temper flares. So not to go into further detail... I am trying to remind myself before each game...Who I represent on and off the field; that is Christ and my family.

The boys play a total of 10 games with 3 games a week. There is supposed to be a tournament at some point but we haven't been told when that will be.

The boys have been hitting well with BB hitting a winning hit. He was the last batter for one of the games...his hit brought in 2 players that won the game. CB has also been hitting well. Now for outfield...the story is a little different. Those of you with young ones know what I mean...their attention span seems to leave as soon as they hit the field. But over all...the whole team is doing well. We've lost a few and we've won a few. I just try to keep it all in perspective and make it fun for the kids.

Bitter Sweet...

2010-04-11T23:23:00.003-05:00

I was in the 6th grade. It was in a cafeteria at a local school. There were hardly any children or youth. There wasn't even a full time pastor or music minister. But what they did have was a vision, a mission, and a love for people that enveloped all those who visited and joined including my family.

It was Ridgecrest Baptist Church, my church family and home for the next 21 years. It was where I made and have kept my best friends, where I rededicated my life to Christ, where I spent my "youth" years, where I graduated high school and later on college, where I was married, where I dedicated my babies, where my children spent their preschool years, where JB and I served along side some of our dearest friends for the 9 years we have been married, where I became apart of a family that will be for eternity. I saw Ridgecrest go from worshipping in a school cafeteria to the sanctuary it uses now and all that came in between.

Today, I had a bittersweet moment, we became the newest members of FBC Greenville.

Bitter because a huge part of me wanted to leave my membership at Ridgecrest. You see, leaving somewhere you have been apart of for over 20 years is hard; leaving somewhere that has had such an impact on your life spiritually, emotionally, and relationally. Leaving a place where those pivotal and milestone moments that I listed above happened. I didn't want to leave behind the life I had there. And somehow holding on to that membership kept apart of my life back home and kept me apart of that life. I didn't want to face another final and official goodbye as I have had so many this past year. Bitter because for me, saying goodbye is harder than saying "hello". I can control and handle the "hello's" a little easier than I can the goodbyes. Bitter most of all because it's the beginning of an end. A time to let go when you don't want to let go but knowing it's the right thing to do.

But there is the Sweet. Sweet from becoming new family members. Sweet because of the blessings God has in store for us. Sweet because of the new friends we have made. And excited about the new ones to come. Sweet because of the service God has for us through FBC.

While we miss our dear family and friends back home...I have a feeling and my prayer is that maybe just maybe...one day I'll be able to post about having the best of both worlds....2 families in 2 different places that I can call home.

Snow Petals

2010-04-09T13:21:00.006-05:00

Several weeks ago, this tree outside the window in my sewing room was in full bloom. (I think it's a Japanese Magnolia, but not for certain.)

Not sure why, but all its petals fell to the ground over 1 weekend. The boys and I went home for a couple of days and came back to G'ville to find most of the petals had fallen to the ground. They boys thought it was snow. "Why's that pink snow on our ground, Mamma?"

It was actually really pretty. I thought these petals would have been great to use in a wedding or wedding reception.

Recent Pictures

2010-04-08T13:02:00.009-05:00

Looking through my blog the other day, I realized that I haven't posted any recent pictures of the boys.

I don't pay to have their pictures taken professionally. I have several friends that are talented photographers...so nothing against them. It's just that my boys do not cooperate very well when it comes to taking pictures. Even worse when it's with someone they aren't familiar with.

So I invested in a new camera this past fall and have been trying to teach myself a little bit about digital photography. Not only am I not a great teacher to others...but I'm not that great to myself either. Learning Photoshop and photography terminology is proving to be way over my simple minded brain. It takes more time and patience than I care to give so after about 30 minutes of dealing with it...I have to put it away for awhile. I do feel a little better about myself when a photographer friend of mine confirmed that Photoshop is very hard to learn.

I get excited when I get 10-20 good ones out of about 100 shots compared to the 5-10 I usually get. But still some photo attempts have proven to be just that...mere attempts. The boys hate having their pictures taken. I know this is probably typical of most boys..but I think mine have to hate it exceptionally more. I have to bribe and even at that...we all 3 usually end the session in tears. Session meaning the few attempts of on location photo shoots in an attempt to get decent pictures that are worth framing. Because, again..I can't afford professional photos when the boys do nothing but hide their faces behind their hands.

The pics above are just a few I've recently taken. They aren't necessarily the ones I will be framing but wanted to post a few for the family and friends who keep up with us through this blog.

If you are friends of mine of Facebook, then you've probably seen these. And since this blog feeds into my Facebook notes...you will see them there also.

Hope you enjoy looking at these more than my boys enjoyed taking them!

Another Delta Experience

2010-04-07T10:52:00.002-05:00

Last night while JB and I were watching Idol, the electricity flickered and then went out for about 15 minutes. It came back on for several minutes and then flickered off again. We took this as a sign to go on to bed as it was late.

JB got to work this morning only to find that half his branch had electricity while the other half didn't. Yes, really...only part of the building had electricity. The power outage at his branch this morning was related to the power outage we had at our home last night.

Several miles south of G'ville, a farmer got his tractor tangled up in some live electrical wires. So Entergy had to "black out" the electricity in order to get his tractor untangled. How our street in the city was effected by this incident several miles south in a field, I just don't get. Anyway....

First, let me acknowledge that the farmer is ok. So glad of that. Above my inconvenience of no electricity, I'm more glad that the farmer was not harmed.

However, I've never experienced a power outage for this reason. Just another affirmation that I'm a city mouse still trying to learn my way of being a field mouse.

Confession Session

2010-03-29T22:37:00.003-06:00

As part of our nightly routine to putting the boys to bed, we read a Bible story out of their children's Bible.

Well, this particular night several weeks ago was on the 10 Commandments, AKA, the 10 Commamments to the boys.

JB was reading each commandment when CB stopped him and asked, "What does stealing mean?"

So JB begins to explain, "Well, if Reid (a friend at school) has some colored pencils that you like and you wanted them. While Reid wasn't looking or when he left the room, you took his colored pencils, used them, and then put them in your backpack to bring home without Reid knowing...that would be stealing. When you take something that's not yours without asking or when it hasn't been given to you."

My sweet CB urgently announced with such an anxiety, "I was only borrowing them, Daddy. I didn't have any colored pencils. Reid said I could use them!"

JB and I had to keep our composure and try not to laugh as CB voluntarily and so openly "confessed of his sins" based on a mere example.

Bless his heart...CB turned the 10 Commandments into a night of Confession Session.

Repeat That, Please

2010-03-27T21:15:00.003-06:00

As some of you already know, BB started speech therapy this past Wednesday. I had requested that he be evaluated based on some of his (or lack thereof) annunciations of some letters. His teacher and school director were so instrumental is coordinating this and helping get this done. I am so grateful for their cooperation and encouragement.

After his evaluation, it was determined that he did, indeed, need some speech therapy to help him better develop his language and speaking skills. While family and close friends can understand what he is saying...I was fearful that others could not and if something was not done to help him, it would only get worse and he would become the target of jokes.

He has trouble pronouncing several sounds but most prominent are his "L's". He pronounces them as "R's".

Lost = Rost

Love = Rove

Letter = Retter

Yellow = Rerrow

And so on. I had tried to work with him best I could but quickly learned that: 1) I am not a speech therapist 2) I exhibited to much "mommy" instead of teacher and 3) he would get really discouraged when he couldn't please me with the right annunciation. After JB and I discussed it, we thought it best to have him evaluated by a professional.

This past Wednesday, when I picked him up from school I asked him if had he "talked" to Ms Mary today. To which he replied, "Yes, mam...listen Momma....La, la, la, la, la!" "See, I can say it now!".

I was so overwhelmed with happiness for him and so proud of him, I cried the rest of the way home. Just the excitement he had for himself at the progress he had made melted my heart in a way that only a mother can understand. He could actually pronounce "La" instead of "Ra". Now, it wasn't perfect but it was enough for me and enough for him to know he was getting better. However, when I asked him to say "Lost Dog", he still continued to say "Rost Dog". And as usual, he got discouraged. So I had to encourage him and tell him that it will take time and that he was already getting better.

I am also excited that his speech therapist goes to the church we have been visiting and already knows BB from keeping his Sunday School class. I had been worried that he wouldn't cooperate with a complete stranger...but God took care of that as He always does. As this is just another reminder that it's not for me to worry about but for me to, instead, have faith that He takes care of such matters.

So, if you think about it...please pray for my BB on Wednesday mornings. While, this may not be the biggest issue we face in rearing him and while his speech issues are not major...it's a big deal to this little 4 year old boy. The little progress he made in the first 30 minute session was one of the biggest accomplishments he had made in his little world and boosted his self confidence to another level.

My No Diet weightloss!

2010-03-22T08:45:00.002-06:00

First let me apologize for the lack of blogging lately. I have been really busy with my business. I've been swamped in a "Bunny Patch" lately with all the Easter orders I've had and I'm still not completely through with few last minute orders.

If you recall a post I published a few weeks ago regarding, "Eat This, Not That"...well, I have lost dropped down 1 pants size since following some of their suggestions.

While I would probably loose more and quicker if I would add a routine of exercise such as walking, I am just excited to have lost what I have. I hope to start walking now that the weather will be warming up and days will be longer.

I have enjoyed this "diet", if you will, so much more than any other that I've followed. And while living in G'ville, I am learning so much about myself including my eating habits. I've learned that I am an emotional eater. I've learned that when I am tired, I have the urge to eat more. Not sure why this is...don't know if there is some kind of physical, emotional or medical reason for this....but it has become an eye opener for me. So, for that very reason, I have made sure I get a good night's sleep. And because of my healthier eating habits, I don't feel tired and sluggish throughout the day.

I am learning that what I thought was healthy and "diet worthy" was actually hindering my efforts while the foods that I thought were NOT "diet worthy" are actually contributing to my efforts.

I've also learned that I can't do diets that say "Do NOT Eat _______" (you fill in the blank). I love food, so to tell me I can't have something, is a waste of time and only produces discouraging results for me.

I have literally been eating only 3 meals a day. I don't even have the urge to snack or "nibble" though out the day. Unless, I am tired...like I mentioned before...the few days I felt the urge to snack all day...I realized that I was tired because I didn't get much sleep the night before.

I have to eat breakfast and I don't mean cereal, a fruit grain bar or a biscuit. My breakfast has to consist of a meal. For awhile I was drinking a Carnation shake or Slim Fast. While it would fill me up, a few hours later I would be starving. I realized that while they were a good source of Protein, the sugar content cancelled any good the protein was doing for me. I would be "snacking" before lunch and sometimes binging due to my blood sugar being so low and feeling so sluggish. So, no more Carnation shakes or Slimfasts for me...not even with a piece of toast or other breakfast foods. Just too much sugar for my body.

Instead, I have been eating 1 fried egg (cooked in Pam or the like), 1 or 2 pieces of 100% Whole Wheat bread (with whipped butter, not margarine) and a piece of fresh fruit (pears and strawberries have been my choice lately). Now that I've discovered Kroger's Carbmaster yogurts, I will probably add this when fruit is not available. I will also eat Shredded Wheat with a little Splenda, an egg and fruit. Breakfast is must for me. I have learned that I can not compromise. My body just will not let me.

For lunch I have been eating a roast beef sandwich on 100% Whole Wheat bread with tomatoes and mayo made with Olive Oil, a piece of Mozzarella string cheese, and fruit. I will alternate with a salad made of Spinach, cucumbers, tomatoes, shredded cheese, and piece of baked chicken that took about 20 minutes to cook.

If occasionally I do feel like a snack...I've eaten Fiber One Bars, Emerald Roasted Almonds Dark Chocolate, or another piece of string cheese. I will also start adding Kroger's Carbmaster yogurt as an alternative. I cut out the 100 calorie pack of snacks. They are the most useless 100 calories. They didn't satisfy my hunger instead filled me up with sugar only to be hungry again within an hour. They have no nutritional value to them. While low in calorie...high in sugar, no protein and no fiber.

For supper, I've been eating alot of baked or grilled meat...pork chops, chicken breasts, turkey sausage and vegetables. I'm not as "strict" about supper as I am about breakfast or lunch. I think because due to my healthier eating habits for breakfast and lunch...I'm just not starving by supper like before.

I've even opted to stay home when JB has suggested to eat out. He and the boys will go while I stay home and eat something healthier. Now this is hard but I have learned, that if I go out to eat, I don't typically use portion control nor will I order the healthier alternatives when I've already had the best. So, it's easier for me to just stay home during this stage of my weight loss efforts. I hope to eventually go without loosing control but until then...avoiding is my best option. I haven't completely stopped eating out...I allow myself that privilege and freedom 1 time per week. So when JB asks if I want to go, I am really just choosing if that particular restaurant is where I want use my 1 time. Although, I am starting to see myself choose healthier options and use better portion control...just not to the extent I feel comfortable to eat out often.

A few disadvantages to this "diet" plan. It can be expensive. The cost of healthy food is ridiculously high. It's so frustrating to hear experts talk about the nation being so obese and overweight but they NEVER mention the cost of health food. I am a firm believer that one of the reasons people aren't loosing weight, why diets are working and why people continue to become obese is the cost of food. While this is not the only reason..it's got be one of them. We have increased our grocery budget to accommodate for the increase costs of food. It's very frustrating to say the least. For example..the hot dogs that are recommended are, in fact, healthier but they are $4 for a pack of 8, while the cheaper and cheapest ones can be $1 to $2 but have about 14 to 17g of fat per hotdog. RIDICULOUS!!!!! This circumstance stands the same with most of the healthier alternative foods that are recommended. While I try to buy store brands for a less expensive alternative sometimes it's just not offered.

So as it goes...I am still on a track to loosing more weight with a plan that I don't feel like I'm dieting my life away. This plan says "yes, you can have this just a healthier alternative". Don't be fooled though...just because it may be a healthier alternative...doesn't mean you can eat as much of it as often as you desire. You must still practice portion control and healthy eating habits. For example...this book recommends the Egg McMuffin from McDonald's as a healthier breakfast alternative when eating breakfast at McDonalds. But that doesn't mean you can eat as many as you like every day. It just means...if you are gonna eat breakfast at McDonald's, this the healthiest alternative.

Until next time...Eat This: Post Shredded Wheat original; Not That: Multi Bran Chex.

PS: Post Shredded Wheat Original (1 cup): 170 calories, 1g fat, 0 sugars, 6g fiber

Multi Bran Chex (1 cup): 210 calories, 2g fat, 13g sugar, 8g fiber. While this cereal may have more fiber...it's got as much sugar as 1 scoop of vanilla ice cream. The sugar cancels out any good the fiber has.

American Cancer Society ~ Relay for Life

2010-03-16T15:25:00.003-06:00

If interested in buying a t-shirt to help support the American Cancer Society's Relay for Life,

please visit Hollypops Monogrammed Gifts for details

2010-03-02T09:51:00.001-06:00

This is just one of several blooming Daffodils in my backyard. I hope this is a sign that Spring is only a few shorts weeks away.

Eat This, Not That

2010-02-18T14:11:00.003-06:00

A few months ago, I saw on TV someone talking about these books: Eat This, Not That!

I can't recall what show or who it was but soon after their discussion, I researched it on-line and what I read about these books seemed interesting enough to eventually buy. I actually forgot about them over the holidays due to all the chaos that entailed during that time for us.

Last week, I was browsing Amazon.com for some books and saw in my "Wish List" these series of books. I was reminded about buying them. And, so I did. They came in yesterday and I have been reading them since. Even stayed up past my bedtime too intrigued to put them down.

Now, the books claim to be "The No Diet Weight Loss Solution!" While the books are full of information on foods and their nutritional value or sometimes lack-thereof...I wouldn't go so far as to say it's a weight loss solution.

But I will say that the information they provide and reveal can be eye opening. I am learning that some of the foods that I have been eating or feeding my children aren't as healthy as I thought. Or that there might be a better alternative or brand that is even healthier. These books seem to be a great resource of information that you just can't gather yourself unless you park in a grocery isle and read all the nutritional and ingredients labels on every food product. Who has time to do that when you've got children running up and down the isle like they've just been let out of a cage. Or they are constantly fighting with each other so you have to stop what you are doing and referee the WWF match going on in front of spectators. Or they announce like a bull horn they have to go doo-doo even though you just left the restroom because the other child had just done such activity. Anyway, I obviously digress. Back to the books.

While I will attempt to use their recommendations, there is a cost factor when it comes to buying some of the brands they recommend. With groceries costing so much as it is...it's not going to be feasible for us to buy every brand or food they recommend. I will have to choose and prioritize which foods are worth the extra costs and which aren't.

For example...they recommend organic ketchup and rightly so. You will notice that organic ketchup has less calories, sodium and sugar. But it's way more expensive. This is not a product I will splurge on because we just don't use that much ketchup. However, the rice they recommend is healthier than just the plain ol' white rice. I will splurge on this because we like rice and it's one of the few foods I can get my boys to eat.

So if you choose to buy these books and yield to their recommendations, you will most likely have to discern which items best fit your budget and taste. That is, unless, you live on an unlimited amount of grocery money, unlike my family.

I bought 5 of the books, not necessarily because I wanted all 5. Some of them came in a set and it was cheaper to buy the set than to buy certain ones individually. There may be more to the series but these are the ones that interested me. All 5 of these cost me about $70. Shipping was free on Amazon since my total was over $50. At this time, I've mainly skimmed over the books not reading a whole lot of detail. But what I have read has been full of information and most revealing.

Eat This, Not That! 2010 version
Eat This, Not That! The Best and Worst Foods in America
Eat This, Not That! Restaurant Survival Guide
Eat This, Not That! Kitchen Survival Guide
Eat This, Not That! Supermarket Survival Guide

I welcome any comments from those that have any experience with these books and how they have helped.

Delta Squirrels

2010-02-09T09:13:00.005-06:00

Since I like my cabinets painted black so much..I thought I would try it on some squirrels here in the Delta.... Whatcha think?

I know some of y'all are probably wondering why I am blogging about black squirrels. Well, where I am from only 2 hours south of here...there aren't any black squirrels, at least none that I saw. The biggest population of them are a grayish, rat looking color. You don't see those here. They are either black or a reddish color.

The first time I saw the black squirrel, I seriously thought he had been in someone's chimney and was just covered in soot. But then noticed several more and soon realized that was not the case.

Anyway..I thought the black squirrel was blog worthy to show my friends back home a little something different here in the Delta.

Here's looking at you Kid:

The Family Bond Kitchen

2010-01-29T15:04:00.007-06:00

Since I come from a long line of cooks, a kitchen is somewhat important to me. Now, I don't like to cook as much as my mother and her mother and her mother's mother but I do enjoy it on occasion. And all that like to cook know that a kitchen can either add to this enjoyment or take away from it. I certainly don't need nor want a gourmet chef's kitchen decked out with newest gadgets and top of the line appliances. But I do want a kitchen that is warm and welcoming. For me, it just helps make a house a home.

This house was built 60 years ago. And I as I didn't want a retro, antique looking kitchen, I still wanted a kitchen that represented the warmth and welcomeness a house of that time may have had.

As you may have read in a previous post, I was debating on the bottom cabinets to be black with the top cabinets more of a creamy white. JB eventually let me have my way. (Sounds selfish on my part, doesn't it). He really didn't care...just had a hard time visualizing the final outcome. My dad warned me about black having been a painter for many years, he didn't want me to do it. But the sweet, willing dad he is...he granted my wishes of having black cabinets.

And I LOVE them!!! I have no regrets on any of the decisions I made regarding the kitchen. This is a huge step for me as I generally find myself indecisive when it comes to home decor and relying only on the opinion of others. I had more tell me NOT to do it than I did in support of.

Although, it doesn't represent a kitchen built 60 years ago...I think it works well for this house. And if the time ever comes...will be a great selling asset for this older house and neighborhood.

I regret I don't have before pics. I just didn't think about it and my camera was packed up when we started. There are still a few ideas I need to fulfill for this kitchen. I haven't decided yet what kind of knobs to put on the doors and drawers. I'll be getting to that soon. I want new ovens. There are double ovens so I am having to wait a little while to purchase 2 ovens. I would also like to redo the floor..but this will have to wait awhile, also, if it actually gets done. But other than those 2 items...everything else suits my satisfaction for the time being.

Because it's a galley kitchen it's hard to get a view of the whole room. Our eating area is actually right outside the kitchen door so it's separate from the actual kitchen.

Scenes from the Delta

2010-01-25T16:45:00.004-06:00

This sign is off the road between Wayside and Avon. I would love for someone who uses block ice to leave a comment on what you use it for. I'm at a loss as to why it still sales. Dad says that fisherman use it to keep their catch "iced down" but can't you just buy bagged ice for that?

At Least It Works!

2010-01-21T09:36:00.004-06:00

Well, we found out that our security alarm works...the loud way. Last night, JB set the alarm off at 11:00 pm.

A few seconds later, the security company called to get our password. I didn't hear the conversation as I was in another part of the house trying to calm my nerves while playing my Wii Active. (I know, late to be playing the Wii but that was the only time I had to do it yesterday)

He came to where I was and told me that he had spoken with the security company and it had been taken care of. A few seconds later, my cell phone was ringing. Again, shot my nerves...who would be calling my cell phone this time of night. (your imagination runs wild when unexpected phone calls come that time of night)

JB answered it as I was gasping for breath...both due to my work out and my shot nerves.

JB on the phone: "I just got a call from you on our home phone and gave the password. Oh. (with a surprised, concern look) Well, I think the password is either ****** or *******. "

I knew the password but didn't get the chance to tell the company as they had already hung up. I was like, "Ummmmm, Sweetie, they aren't gonna have an in depth discussion with you on the phone concerning the password and giving multiple chances to get it right. That would defeat the purpose of having a password".

A few minutes later we also found out the police do come when you don't give the right password. We had a brief encounter with the G'ville Police Department.

By this time..I didn't need the workout to increase my heart rate...this episode did more than enough for me.

Haiti Relief

2010-01-17T10:36:00.002-06:00

I have some friends that will soon be missionaries in the Dominican Republic. They are currently in Costa Rica for language school. He sent out an email today regarding Haiti and how one can contribute to the relief effort being done through their mission opportunities.

I am passing this alone for anyone that might be interested. With so many organizations asking for money...it helps to know a reputable source recommend an one of those organizations.

http://www.dewettsonmission.blogspot.com/ This is their personal blog about their mission work. You will find a post and instructions on how to give through the organization they are working with.

Just like Old Times...

2010-01-15T17:37:00.002-06:00

Well, maybe not so old...but it feels like a long time ago to me. Since this coming Monday is MLK Day and the boys are out of school, we are taking advantage with a trip back home and enjoying the days of "Just like Old Times".

Our "just like old times", started last night enjoying a birthday party for a sweet, dear friend.

Just like old times, we got our haircut by our favorite beautician who also happens to be a family member at Wild About Hair in Brandon.

Just like old times, we shopped for fabric at Hobby Lobby and Continental Sewing.

Just like old times we went the local candy store to buy some of our favorite, sweet candy treats...gummy bears, gummy worms, gummy dinosaurs, and a big lollipop.

Just like old times, we visited MeMe at her work.

Although running around town with 4 year old twin boys can be challenging, frustrating and chaotic at times...I sure do miss the "Just like old Time" days of doing this back home. These kind of days were typical when living in Madison partly because of the shopping opportunities this area offers.

There just aren't these kind of adventures in G'ville nor the Delta for that matter. Although it's not the same kind of daily errands, God is showing me other adventures up there to enjoy with my boys tagging alone. There is a bakery in Leland, Connie's Kitchen, that I take the boys to pick out their favorite, sweet treat. Although it's not candy...cookies are just as good in the mouths of a child...and this Mamma, too. And as I mentioned in a previous post...we still enjoy Shipleys Do-nuts when we have the opportunity.

All too soon, the adventures in the Delta will one day be the "Just like Old Times". And when that time comes, I'm sure I'll be wishing those days were back, too.

Until next time...the song "You're Gonna Miss This" proves to be true for days like this,
HB

Snow vs Fuzz

2010-01-09T10:37:00.001-06:00

Me: "CB, look it's snowing outside!"

CB: "I don't think so, Momma. I think it's just a lot of fuzz."

silence for a few seconds...

CB: "Yep, that's just a lot of fuzz, Momma."

2010 National Champions....

2010-01-08T08:03:00.002-06:00

Roll Tide Roll!

You Move It...You Loose It!

2010-01-07T13:41:00.001-06:00

JB just thought his new recliner was his....

New Year, New Home, New Decor, NewModeling...

2010-01-04T18:54:00.005-06:00

As you all have probably read, we found a house here in G'ville after looking for about 6 months. We closed on Dec. 11th and started remodeling the same day.

I know...CRAZY! Why didn't we wait until after the holidays? Well, we have a habit of planning but never actually doing. There were remodeling projects that I wanted to do at our previous house in Madison...they were well planned but we never followed through. The money we had saved for the "best laid plans" always seemed to used for something other than our remodeling ideas.

So, to avoid the same procrastination, we decided to go ahead and JUST DO IT. (Nike would be proud). Seriously, if we didn't go ahead...and waited on January or a later date we probably would have spent the money on something else or just wouldn't feel like doing it. Plus, once you've started something and you demolition to the point of not having a usable kitchen...makes for a great incentive to finish.

Of course, as usual, when you start the "what seems to be a simple project" you run into complications and unplanned discoveries and those always make for set-backs. However, honestly, we haven't had any major set backs, just some minor ones dealing with the kitchen cabinet doors.

The kitchen is our biggest remodeling project. The previous kitchen had been remodeled to the previous owner's liking which did not match mine. Her taste was modern/contemporary whereas mine is more traditional with some modern accents. The countertops were black granite tiles. I know, I'm crazy for ripping out granite tiles. However, it wasn't pure black instead it had specks of silver that shined like metal accents. This made the kitchen feel more industrial. I am replacing it with ceramic tiles. The color is Imperial Slate Rust. The colors include red, brown, and black. I am hoping this will give the kitchen a more traditional, warm and welcoming feel while keeping it "sellable" if and when the time ever comes. We also had to turn some pull-out shelves into stationary shelves to accomadate for the new doors.

The cabinets were stark white with plywood doors. Again adding to a more modern, industrial feel. Instead of ripping out all the cabinets, we are just having new cabinet doors custom made. I am replacing the previous with raised panel doors with intentions to give it a more traditional feel.

As for cabinet colors...the verdict is still out. I want the top cabinets to be an off-white, creamy, ivory color and the bottom cabinets to be a low-luster black. I would LOVE and APPRECIATE any opinions to this option of color choice. JB is not too keen on the idea of black cabinets but I think it would add some modern touches yet keep it traditional.

I am NOT a decorator and I am certainly not an interior designer; therefor, I am doing this based on my own ideas. So, I could use any advise on color choices for the cabinets and walls.

The floors are definitely not gonna match the countertops. But they will have to wait to be replaced at a later time. They are ceramic and I just don't feel like tearing those up right now. Plus the money will eventually run out.

There is a sunken bonus room down from the living room. We added French Doors to close it off from the living area. The bonus room will be used as JB's office, a guest room, the "Wii Woom" and also a sitting room with company if need be. We already have his desk in place, a double bed, a TV hooked up to the satellite with the Wii and its accessories. I have plans to repaint a couch and have new cushions made to match the bedding.

The master bathroom is rather small indicative of the era this house was built. There was a pedestal sink which didn't allow for any countertop space. And you know a girl needs space when it comes to getting ready. So we bought a simple cabinet with a countertop at Lowe's. I am so proud of JB...he installed it himself...the plumbing and cabinet. The pic below is similar to what we installed but not the exact one (just to give you an idea)We have repainted the master bedroom, the living room, the hallway and the bonus room. The master bedroom went from mint green to a khaki green. The living room went from a creamy yellow to the same khaki green. The bonus room was previously used a media room. It went from dark navy to a gray khaki. I am not that crazy about the grayish khaki...but it's what JB liked and I couldn't find a color that looked right. The lighting in there is different that the paint samples I put on the walls would turn out so different from the way they looked in the can at the store. So I just "went with it" b/c I had already tried 10 different samples and this was the least drastic.

I am so mad at myself for not taking before pictures. My camera was actually packed while taking down the cabinet doors and painting the walls and I just didn't think to take pics of the tile before ripping it out.

I have to disclose this...NONE of this would be doable if it weren't for my dad. He has made the trip up here for 3 weeks now, going home on the weekends. He has worked endlessly trying to get this house into a home for us. There are no words and or money to express my appreciation for his willingness to do this for me. His work has been the most blessed way of showing how much he loves me.

We are currently waiting on the cabinet doors. They said today that they should be ready by the end of this week or next Monday at the latest. I ordered my tiles for the countertops today and they should be in tomorrow. We were hoping to install the doors, finish painting the doors and then lay the tile. But it's not gonna work that way. So to make the best of my dad's time up here, we are gonna start laying the countertop tomorrow.

As I mentioned in previous posts...I DO NOT recommend doing this during the holidays. All this chaos kinda made the holidays slip by without much notice. Unless, I have to do it...I will not do it this way again.

I can't wait for this house to become a home. I look forward to hosting friends, fellowships and family in our new home.

Merry Christmas 2009

2009-12-24T17:57:00.004-06:00

I haven't had much time to blog. I DO NOT recommend moving and remodeling in December for obvious reasons. However, I am taking a moment to wish y'all a Merry Christmas. We have so much to be thankful for and to be Merry but the most is the birth of our Saviour, Jesus Christ!

PS. Several asked how did a get such a good pic...well, it all started in early November:

I thought since being in the Delta, I would attempt some pics in a cotton field. 5 minutes we were there and a cotton picker drives up and runs us out of the field. And the few pics I got of the boys...they are more interested in looking at the machine than the camera. And none of the pics show any sign of smiles and "good will toward men". It took 3 different photo sessions for me to finally get a decent pic. And the one I finally got was a "happen stance" out of about 20. They accidentally bumped heads and I happened to snap the pic at the right time to catch them both smiling. The other 19 are of them crying with huge tears and snot b/c they are too cold to smile. I have to admit, it was one of the coldest days we had but I was determined, come pneumonia or colds, we were gonna have a Christmas picture. So to those that got a card, you better frame and hang that picture and have it displayed when I visit. The trouble I went through to get that pic...I'm just saying.

December 9, 2000

2009-12-09T14:37:00.003-06:00

JB and I have been married 9 years today. It's an understatement to just say that much has changed and happened within these past 9 months. However, our love continues to grow stronger as the years continue to pass.

I am blessed to be married to such a godly man that has taken care of me for 9 years and trust him even more as we grow in the years to come.

We spent this past weekend in Birmingham to celebrate. This was only our 2nd time to actually celebrate our anniversary doing something other than just a local dinner. I new it would be hard to celebrate in years to come when I decided to get married in December. But this year has brought about so much change to our family...that JB insisted we get away for a few days and it couldn't have come at a better time than now.

We had planned to go to the zoo for their Christmas light display but the weather changed that idea. Instead we visited the Birmingham Museum of Art to view their Life, Liberty and Pursuit of Happiness Exhibit. It was actually really good despite my un-appreciation of art.

JB made reservations at Satterfields. A childhood friend of mine is the Executive Chef. Thanks to him, we had a delicious meal with alot of extras. If you live in the Birmingham area or visiting and like a quaint intimate setting with fabulous food, I highly recommend Satterfields.

Later that night we caught the late showing of The Blind Side at the Summit. We both enjoyed the movie very much...especially since it's the first time we've gone to the movies in years. We walked out of the movie to our surprise, it was snowing. Kinda neat since it snowed where we spent our honeymoon.

The next morning we did a little shopping at the Galleria. That afternoon we visited with JB's brother and his wife who live in B'ham. We watched the SEC championship game with them and then headed back to Demopolis that night where the boys were staying with JB's parents.

Thank you, Lord, for the man you created for me. Thank you for the love he has for me through you. I pray that you continue to lead him as my husband, as a father, a business manager, and as a soldier for you.

An anniversary is a time to celebrate the joys of today, the memories of yesterday, and the hopes of tomorrow.

First Tennis Lesson

2009-12-07T15:51:00.013-06:00

It just so happens that the seller, Shawn, of our soon-to-be house was the tennis pro at Cypress Hills here in G'ville.

When signing the contract, he invited the boys to participate in his last night to teach tennis lessons to their age group. He was even so kind to let them participate for FREE! So we definitely took advantage of it. Furthermore, it was so cold that evening, they boys ended up with a private lesson due to no other participants.

I wish I had known about him before they moved. He offered lessons 2 nights a week for 1 hour at only $5.00 per child. I hope the next Pro they hire offers the same. There is no commitment nor registration fees. You just show up, pay then play. I like this arrangement as you don't have to commit which allows room for flexibility due to weather conditions, illness, or prior engagements.

The boys loved it. It was their first time to actually participate in an organized sporting event. And Shawn was really good with them. Within the only hour of lesson, they boys never grew disinterested. I hope this a good sign to come. JB and I agree that we would like for the boys to try tennis at some point. And with such an arrangement, it might be even more possible.

What to Cook?

2009-12-06T19:32:00.003-06:00

If you are looking for some new recipes for your upcoming holiday parties and family gatherings...

Stop by and visit Taste and See for some delicious tried and true recipes.

Why the Delay?

2009-12-01T13:59:00.002-06:00

Ok, when there is a delay in blog postings, it's usually due to the lack of time. So I interrupt this busy schedule of mine for a moment of blogging

Here's currently why I haven't posted much lately:

I am monogramming lack mad trying to get Christmas orders done and my own personal gifts

We are trying to close on a house

We have to be out of the apartment before Dec. 31st.

Everything has to be out of storage by Dec 31st.

JB only has a few days off which is taken up by traveling to visit his family in Alabama for Christmas.

We are out of town 2 of 4 weekends in December which was planned long before we found a house.

Now, I must get back to my regularly scheduled business.

Scenes from the Delta

2009-11-23T09:52:00.002-06:00

Friday's = Do-Nut Days!

2009-11-20T07:45:00.006-06:00

One of the perks to living in G'ville is having Shipley's Do-Nuts. So those that know me best, know this is a good thing for me. I LOVE Do-Nuts. And Shipley's is my all time favorite with Krispy Kreme being my least favorite. When I was at Mississippi College and when we used lived in Raymond, I enjoyed Shipley's in Clinton. I've heard rumors that this Shipley's in G'ville is supposed to serve the best Do-Nuts of all Shipley's. Now, why that is, I don't know.

I am making a tradition out of Shipleys. Every Friday, the boys and I will go after I pick them up from school and enjoy our favorite Shipley Do-Nuts. I've been instructed by BB to bring Sutffins on these days b/c he likes Do-Nuts too. They even have small cartons of chocolate milk (BB) and strawberry milk (CB). This is the only time CB will drink his strawberry milk cold unlike his daily dose in the morning that has to be heated for 50 seconds in order for him to drink it.

I typically vary in my options. I enjoy the do-nut holes, a cinnamon twists, or a bear claw along with a small carton of chocolate milk. I just can't pass up a good Do-Nut no matter what diet I am on.

It's definitely not in an upscale building that would make one think these do-nuts were made by some famous french pastry chef nor was it built to meet certain codes or to impress passer-by's. It's just an old fashion do-nut shop. But you know the old fashion adds to the nostalgia of the experience. Besides, it's not the building that makes them taste so good.

As usual, the boys asked this morning..."What day is today?" "It's Friday." "Is today Do-Nut day?" And as excited as they are to hear "YES", I am just as excited to answer "YES!"

House Hunters

2009-11-17T08:09:00.005-06:00

Do you ever watch HGTV? Do you know that show House Hunters and House Hunters International? Well, I feel like I've been the star of both for the past 6 months. Although, we are still domestic and not international...house hunting up here has seemed "foreign" at times. Some of the layouts of the houses are just different and didn't always make sense. There is NO new construction and it's not nearly as residential as back home. This along with the economy and some of our "must haves" in a house has made house hunting a little more difficult for us and I'm sure our realtor.

JB and I have been house hunting for the past 6 months to no avail. The houses we have viewed have either not met our needs, needed MAJOR updating/renovations/remodeling, priced at more than were willing to spend or had been flooded within the last few years. Oh, there were several houses that I viewed and loved with everything I wanted and more...but the asking prices was more than we were willing to pay in such an unstable economy and housing market.

One of the conditions JB and I held tight to, was to either have a 4th bedroom or at least a bonus room to allow for a guest bedroom or my sewing room. In Madison, our 3rd bedroom was my sewing room which didn't allow for a guest room. We would play fruit basket turnover when JB's mom would visit. Don't get me wrong...we enjoyed the visits and she would always insist to sleep on the couch..but I just couldn't conscientiously let my dear mother in law sleep on the couch while visiting. It would make me feel like a terrible host. Anyway, a 4th bedroom or bonus room is a 'must have' while living in G'ville.

I had been praying that God would just give us both (and I emphasize BOTH) that feeling of "this is the one" when looking at houses. Brides, you know that feeling you got when you tried on THE dress. Spouses, know that feeling you got when you were dating and God revealed to you that he or she is THE one. Well, that's the feeling I had been praying for from God. I didn't want to buy a house out of desperation. I didn't want to "settle" on a house because I hadn't either looked long enough or waited on God. I didn't want to buy a house just because I liked it no matter the cost or other financial aspects. But after 6 months of looking, I began to feel desperate, unsettled and impatient with myself and God. You know living in a small, 2 bedroom apartment with 4 year old twins can do that to you and Satan plays that to his advantage.

Last Wednesday night, our realtor showed us a house that met our needs. It had 4 bedrooms and was actually move in ready. It had been totally remodeled. But there were some of those layout issues that we would see in other houses that just didn't sense and didn't make this house "the one". However, JB and I were seriously gonna consider the house. It was well below the price were willing to pay and we already have several friends that live in the neighborhood. We thought with a little more TLC we can settle and make this house work.

After viewing that particular house, JB and I were leaving the neighborhood and noticed a sign at another house "For Sale by Owner" that had not been up the few days before. But it didn't have a number to call.

I talked JB into going to the door and inquiring. They immediately allowed us to view the home. We both left with that feeling of this is THE ONE. This is the house for us. This house meets our needs, it's move in ready, it has the layout we need and like, it has been well kept, it's in a very family oriented neighborhood, we already have friends in this neighborhood, etc. However, when we asked the dreaded question of price...it wasn't so cut and dry at first. The couple was a little hesitant on the price due to some issues they were trying to work out. Also, there was another couple that had scheduled to view the house with a realtor the following Friday. This realtor had told the sellers that this couple would absolutely love this house and be willing to pay top listing price. So we would have to wait until Friday after this other couple viewed the house and made a decision in order for us to get a listing price. JB and I had our doubts of getting the house and we new that we weren't willing to accept the 1 offer they had given us. It was just too high but thought if the other couple was willing to accept the price, then it wasn't the house God had for us. And we certainly wasn't going to get in the middle of a bidding war.

Friday came around and they called us with another offer much better and more concise than the 1st. JB and I wanted my parents to see it and have the weekend to pray and think about it. We countered on Monday and with a few negotiations they accepted our final offer. The contract was signed last night, Monday evening.

The sellers are actually moving back to TX this Thursday so they are ready and need to be rid of the house. We were in their shoes when selling our home in Madison just 6 months ago. So far, they have been a pleasure to work with. When telling our story to her about house hunting, she empathised with me. They were in our position about 3 years ago when they moved here. She said that this house had been "The One" for them and she wished she could take it to TX with her.

Although, we haven't closed yet and there is much to be done til then (we are shooting for Dec. 21). I have given God (in my human way) permission to stop this deal if it's not the house for us. So for the next 30 days til closing, I am requesting prayer that this process continues to go smoothly for us and the sellers. There can be lots of doubts, chaos and confusion when closing on a house...inspection, appraisals, etc and mix that in with the upcoming holiday festivities and busyness, there can be even more. But so far, God has revealed the confirmations and affirmations I need to feel a peace about this house. We look forward to what He has in store for us as we hope to make this house our home.

I'll keep you posted on the progress. Until then,
HB

HalloWeek 2009

2009-11-02T18:29:00.014-06:00

The week of Halloween was busy for us. You will notice that the boys are wearing their Roll Tide uniforms again this year. I asked continually what they wanted to be this year...and they both replied..Roll Tide football players. JB was a proud pappa. Plus, I didn't mind not having to put another costume together and we really got our money's worth out of these outfits.

It started the Sunday before at my parent's church's fall festival. We made a very impromptu trip home to enjoy the festivities. The boys played games, ate hotdogs, and collected many festival treats. I think they mostly enjoyed spending the time with their cousins, Abbey and Alex. You will see that most of our Halloween activities include them. Note...BB did dress up as a pirate for this event only. After these festivities, we stayed the night at my parent's. Abbey and Alex came over for awhile. The fun continued with roasting marshmallows in my parent's wood burning stove. I am grateful to JB for understanding my need to go home even for impromptu trips. The boys missed school the next day but he even understood that it will not always be like this. These types of trips help get me through another week and help the adjust to this move.

The Wednesday before, we enjoyed FBC G'ville's fall festival. Again, the boys enjoyed many games, hotdogs, and popcorn. We finished the night with Waffle Cone Wednesday at the local TCBY.

The Friday before, my dad came up to G'ville to look at a couple of houses that might be possibilities. We all then enjoyed a Halloween Party at the boys' school. Unfortunately it rained all day so what would have normally included outside activities had to be cancelled and adapted to indoor fun. The boys and I went home with my dad Friday afternoon. JB came up on Saturday morning. We did most of Christmas shopping all day Saturday.

Saturday evening we took the boys Trick or Treating in a local neighborhood. My sister, Tiffany and her girls joined us also. Again, the boys loved being with their cousins. I have to brag on Alex. She is the best big sister to Abbey and the best big cousin to the boys. She is so patient and loving to them regardless of her older age. Before trick or treating with their cousins, we stopped by Aunt Angie's apartment for some candy. The boys loaded up on their favorite candy.

We came back to G'ville Sunday afternoon after lunch with Aunt Angie. It was busy but fun week and weekend.

This past weekend is 1 of many busy weekends to come. I have recently bought a new camera so hopefully I'll be posting more pics.

Cooking with Faith

2009-10-26T19:02:00.002-06:00

I invite you to visit Hollypops Monogrammed Gifts for details on how to order the above cookbook.

http://www.hollypopsgifts.blogspot.com/

When Selling A House...

2009-10-24T09:43:00.002-05:00

Women, remember to put away all your bras. Don't leave them hanging in the laundry room. It causes my boys to make such comments like, "Look, Mamma, there's some ice cream cones like yours!"

T is For....

2009-10-20T07:55:00.003-05:00

Touchdown Tuesday!!!!!

This week at school, the boys are studying the letter T. So in honor of the letter T, they are having Touchdown Tuesday today. They got to wear their favorite sports attire. And of course, we had exactly what was needed...their Crimson Tide football jersey. They wanted to wear the whole uniform...pants, shoulder pads, helmet but after a little convincing that the jersey was cool enough, they left as proud Roll Tide fans. I don't know who was prouder...JB or the boys. JB said that he just might shed a tear leaving them at school this morning.

Faithful Friends

2009-10-19T09:51:00.000-05:00

Motivation

2009-10-02T10:33:00.002-05:00

Yes, I am lacking in the world of blog. I post more about my day and feelings on Facebook and forget that there are some of my readers who don't "do" Facebook. As my mother would remind me..."There are some of us from the lipstick age...not the Facebook age".

I recently posted on Facebook that I had been getting up at 5:30am to go workout. And today was my 4th day in a row to do this. I was asked by a friend, "what's your motivation?"

So my motivationS...notice the capital 'S' are:

My clothes are too tight. I can't afford a whole new wardrobe nor do I personally want to spend more money on clothes that are bigger. I would much rather spend money on clothes that are smaller in size.

I am paying for the gym, so again, I don't want to personally waste our money.

I tried to go at night. I found myself making more excuses not to go and really just couldn't always find the time. And the few times I went, I wasn't at my peak performance for exercising. So my exercising wouldn't be with much effort.

I have been dragging throughout the day. I know from experience that when I have exercised in the past, I have generally felt better throughout the day.

And most of all, I weigh the most I have ever weighed in my life. Not to make excuses, some of the weight gain is definitely from poor eating habits and lack of exercising, but after having twins and having Hypothyroidism, I can't live the lifestyle of eating what I want, when I want it and how much I want...like I used to. I have to practice better portion control, better eating habits, and better exercising habits in order to loose and maintain a healthy weight for my age and height.

I don't know about other Stay-At-Home-Moms but since staying home, I have developed the habit of snacking. Watching TV with my boys, sitting in front of my computer designing monogram orders, sitting in front of my monogram machines...it's just become a habit to snack on something.

So not only am I trying to get into the habit of an early morning workout, I am also trying to curb other unhealthy habits that I have developed along the way.

I know some of you that have read this, knows this is not the first time I have blogged such great intentions. So, once again...I am attempting a lifestyle change to a healthier one. And again...we will see how much will power and discipline I have.

Dirty and Sweaty

2009-09-21T10:51:00.003-05:00

The other day when I picked the boys up from school, I tried to get some conversation out of them about their day. It's kinda hard with boys. They aren't "detailed" kinda humans.

But this particular day, I asked them what was their favorite activity at school.

CB's reply: "To get dirty and sweaty". Well, he had the evidence to prove it. And this picture just doesn't do it justice. He was sweaty and dirty from head to toes. Not to mention you can tell (in his eyes) how tired and worn out he was from getting "dirty and sweaty".

Poor, Bob

2009-09-19T14:24:00.003-05:00

I got this email the other day. It's 1 of several that I get. Some stating that I've won the lottery, some stating that I have some long-lost relative in Africa that has left me money and in order to receive it I need to send them listed information.

However, I thought this was a little different. I've never received one with this specific request. But I sure hate it for Bob. If he's expecting me to bail him out, he'll be spending the rest of his life in the UK.

Sorry, Bob...you better start making some friends over there and I just couldn't keep this a secret like you requested. In fact, this may help. Maybe someone will recognize who you are and help you...but that someone will not be me.

"How are you doing & How's work on your end? This has had to come in a hurry and it has left me in a devastating state. I am in some terrible situation right now and I'm really going to need your urgent help. I am presently stranded in the UK.!!! Unannounced, I came to London for an international conference but unfortunately for me i got robbed in the Hotel . I booked in and they made away with my Luggage (which included my cash, diaries,credit card & some other valuables). I didn't bring my cellphone here since I did not get to roam it before coming over. I am so confused right now because i don't know what to do or where to go, So all I can do now is pay cash and get out of here quickly. I do not want to make a scene of this which is why I did not call the office or my house,this is embarrassing enough. Please I want you to lend me a sum of $2000, just to clear my Hotel bills and get the next plane home. The Embassy only cleared me of my traveling documents and ticketing since I came in as a tourist and not on official purpose. I shall have your money reimbursed immediately on my return. Looking forward to positive response. Please keep things quiet for now. I NEED YOUR HELP AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!!!!!!!!!"

Thanks,
Bob M.

You know, this situation sounds like one that our politicians find themselves in.

Today

2009-09-18T14:32:00.002-05:00

Today was "Grandparent's Day" at the boys' school. Since none of the grandparents could make it, I went to represent. I didn't know about it til the day before. We were gone last week so we were behind on school events. The grandparents were invited to eat do-nuts with their grandchildren and then watched the children perform a few songs in the fellowship hall. (I haven't posted about their school yet, but it is to come).

There were some grandparents sitting behind me that kept commenting on my boys. "They are so cute and well behaved. I think they are "So and So's" grandchildren. I can't believe they are not here to see them. And I don't see their mother either. I guess she went back to work. But they would have told me. I'll just have to call her when we get home and tell her that we saw her grandchildren perform today. I obviously need to catch up with her anyway." I didn't even turn around and tell them any differently. I just sat there and tried to keep from laughing. I would have loved to hear that phone conversation. (word gets around in a small-small town)

Took the boys to get haircuts at "The Butcher Shop". Yes, you read right. I thought JB was kidding or had it confused when he told me that's what was recommended. Not exactly what I would name a place for haircuts, but they boys loved it. Oh, and BB got his haircut by Edward...I didn't ask if his last name was scissorhands. The owner's little dog, Buzz, runs around. It at least kept their minds occupied as their hair was getting "butchered".

Came home and monogrammed a bib. Organized 5 orders to be mailed.

Baked cookies for Ms JoAnn. She's the only employee at the post office I use to mail all my orders. The boys love to go to see her and she loves to see them. She's a grandmother...that explains why.

Went to Office Max to pick up some envelopes for orders to be mailed.

Made it to the post office to mail orders and deliver cookies by 4:00.

Until next time,

Got Fat?

2009-09-17T08:59:00.002-05:00

I found the link below on another blog and thought I would share in on mine. I was hungry til I read some of the facts listed with each food. No wonder we are a nation that is growing "larger".

30 Worst Foods in America (click on the underlined title to see)

Not sure what ads may pop up...I've never visited this site until I saw the link on another blog.

Boiled Water Advisory in G'ville...

2009-09-06T20:28:00.003-05:00

..has some citizens' blood boiling.

Last Thursday, JB called me from his office and said "DO NOT USE THE TAP WATER". Well, we don't use it very much anyway because it has a brown tint to it, almost like really weak tea. I know, sounds gross, but other than the color is supposed to be safe to drink. Anyway, he had received an official flier from the MsDept. of Health that G'ville would be under a boiled water advisory the next 6 DAYS! due to traces of e coli being found in the water system.

Just lovely. In response, I didn't bathe nor did I bathe the boys Thursday night or Friday. We were already coming to Madison on Friday as the beginning of our vacation travels. I decided it would be better to stink than infected with e coli before or during our vacation to the beach.

I really hate it for my G'ville friends. I remember being inconvenienced by this type of situation when Katrina hit our area only... it wasn't for e coli. It makes for somewhat primitive times especially when there becomes a shortage of bottled water at the grocery stores. And not to mention, it hurts the local economy when restaurants have to close or limit their menu.

It is my understanding that the reason it is 6 days is b/c:

"The boilerplate release by the MsDH is two day. Unfortunately, we received notice this afternoon (Thursday). We have to draw 50 samples from our regular sample points throughout the city each day for two consecutive days. We cannot do that today and tomorrow. Their lab doesn't run on Saturdays and won't be opened on Monday. So we will have to pull our ... Read Moresamples on Tuesday and Wednesday and will hopefully get cleared from boil water order on late Thursday. "

I personally I think it's wrong to make a city wait this long for clean water. I think it's absurd that they don't open the lab for such a time as this. You are talking about public health safety and sometimes that means working over time and on holidays. I dare say that this wouldn't happen in other cities in MS. If I am wrong, than shame on MS.

Fortunate for us, we will be on vacation at the beach during most of this. I just hope that G'ville doesn't endure for the 6 long days it will be, only to endure it even more if the samples come back contaminated.

Until next time, I'll have my feet in the sand,
HB

For All Parents...(Even Grandparents)

2009-08-25T12:58:00.002-05:00

I hope that you will take time to read the article below written by Dr. James Dobson. I know it's rather lengthy but so worth reading. If I could read this everyday for encouragement and perspective, I believe it would help me be a better parent. It would help me appreciate the time with my children, the blessings of them and the blessings of a parent.

I'm sure you parents that have experienced what he is writing can share in his emotions and the reality of what he wrote. In that I am grateful and blessed to my parents for rearing us in a Godly home and who continue to help guide us in God's will.

Dr. James Dobson's experience when his only son, Ryan left home for college many years ago but as you read, it can very much pertain to today's life as well:

"Years have come and gone since the morning our first child came into the world. An instant and irrational love affair was also born that day between this new dad and his baby daughter, Danae Ann, who took center stage in the Dobson household. How deeply I loved that little girl! She would stand in the doorway each morning and cry as I left for work, and then run giggling and breathless to meet me at the end of the day. You would have thought we had been separated for months. Could I ever love another child as much as this one, I thought.

Then a few years later, a little lad named James Ryan made his grand entrance, and it all happened again. He was my boy--the only son I would ever be privileged to raise. What a joy it was to watch him grow and develop and learn. How proud I was to be his father--to be trusted with the well-being of his soul. I put him to bed every night when he was small, and we laughed and we played and we talked to Jesus. I would hide his sister's stuffed animals around the house, and then we turned out the lights and hunted them with flashlights and a toy rifle. He never tired of that simple game. But the day for games has passed.

This morning, you see, marked the official beginning of the "empty nest" for Shirley and me. Danae graduated from college a year ago and is now building an exciting new life of her own. It was difficult for us to let her go, but we took comfort in Ryan's remaining years at home. How quickly those months have flown, and today, our formal years of parenthood came suddenly to an end. We took Ryan to the airport and sent him off to Colorado for a five-week summer program. Then in August, he plans to enter his freshman year at a college in the Midwest. Though he will be home periodically for years to come, our relationship will not be the same. It might be even better, but it will certainly be different. And I have never liked irreversible change.

Though I knew this moment was coming for many years, and I had helped others cope with similar experiences, I admit freely that Ryan's departure hit me hard. For the past two weeks, we have worked our way through a massive accumulation of junk in his room. Ryan is a collector of things no one else would want--old street signs, broken models and favorite fishing rods. The entire family took tetanus shots and we plunged into the debris. Finally last night, Shirley and Ryan packed the remaining boxes and emptied the last drawer. The job was finished. His suitcases were packed. Our son was ready to go.

Ryan came into my study about midnight, and we sat down for another of the late-night chats that I have cherished. He always liked to talk at the end of the day. I won't tell you what we said in that final conversation. It is too personal to share with anyone. I can only say that the morning came too quickly, and we drove as a family to the airport. There I was, driving down the freeway when an unexpected wave of grief swept over me. I thought I couldn't stand to see him go. It was not that I dreaded or didn't look forward to what the future held. No, I mourned the end of an era--a precious time of my life when our children were young and their voices rang in the halls of our house.

I couldn't hide the tears as we hugged good-bye at Gate 18. Then Shirley and I drove along to our home, where a beloved son and daughter had grown from babies to young adults. There I lost it again!

The house that we had left three hours earlier in a whirlwind of activity had been transformed in our absence. It had become a monastery--a morgue--a museum. The silence was deafening to us both. Every corner of it held a memory that wafted through the air. I meandered to Ryan's room and sat on the floor by his bed. His crib had once stood on that spot. Though many years had passed, I could almost see him as a toddler--running and jumping to my open arms. What a happy time that was in my life. The ghost of a kindergartner was there, too, with his brand-new cowboy clothes and his Snoopy lunch pail. Those images are vivid in my mind today. Then a 7-year-old boy appeared before me. He was smiling, and I noticed that his front teeth were missing. His room was filled with bugs and toads and a tarantula named Pebber. As I reached out to hug him, he quietly disappeared. Then a gangly teenager strolled through the door and threw his books on his desk. He looked at me as if to say, "Come on, Dad. Pull yourself together!"

My own words now come back to mind. I remember saying in my second film series, Turn Your Heart Toward Home, that the day was coming soon when "the bicycle tires would be flat, the skateboard would be warped and standing in the garage, the swing set would be still, and the beds would not be slept in. I know those times will soon be here, and I realize it has to be so. I accept it. I wouldn't for anything try to hold back our son or daughter when it comes time to go. But that will also be a very sad day, because the precious experience of parenting will have ended for me." Alas, the day that I anticipated has just arrived.

If you're thinking that I am hopelessly sentimental about my kids, you're right. The greatest thrill of my life has been the privilege of raising them day-by-day in the service of the Lord. Still, I did not expect such intense pain at the time of Ryan's departure. I thought I was prepared to handle the moment, but I quickly realized just how vulnerable I am to the people I love.

In a larger sense, however, it is not merely the end of formal parenting that has shaken my world today. I grieve for the human condition itself. When Ryan boarded that plane in Los Angeles, I comprehended anew the brevity of life and the temporary nature of all things. As I sat on the floor in his room, I heard not only Ryan's voice but the voices of my mother and father who laughed and loved in that place. Now they are gone. One day Shirley and I will join them. First one and then the other. We are just "passing through," as the gospel songwriters used to say. All of life boils down to a series of happy "hellos" and sad "good-byes." Nothing is really permanent, not even the relationships that blossom in a healthy home. In time, we must release our grip on everything we hold dear. King David said it best, "As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more" (Psalm 103:15-16, KJV). Yes. I felt the chilly breeze of change blowing through my home this morning, and I understood its meaning.

What an incredibly important scriptural concept. If we really grasped the numbering of our days, we would be motivated to invest ourselves in eternal values.

Would a 50-year-old man pursue an adulterous affair if he knew how quickly he would stand before his God? Would a woman make herself sick from in-law conflict or other petty frustrations if she knew how little time was left to her? Would men and women devote their lives to the pursuit of wealth and symbols of status if they realized how soon their possessions will be torn from their trembling hands? It is the illusion of permanence, you see, that distorts our perception and shapes our selfish behavior. When eternal values come in view, our greatest desire is to please the Lord and influence as many of our loved ones for Him as possible.

I ask each of my readers this important question: If we really believed that the eternal souls of our children hang in the balance today--that only by winning them for Christ can we spend eternity together in heaven--would we change the way this day is lived? Would we ignore and neglect so great an opportunity if our eyes were fully opened to this awesome responsibility? I think not. I pray not.

Addressing myself now to the mothers and fathers of young children, I urge you to keep this eternal perspective in view as you race through the days of your lives. Don't permit yourselves to become discouraged with the responsibilities of parenting. Yes, it is an exhausting and difficult assignment, and there are times when you will feel like throwing in the towel. But I beg you to stay the course! Get on your knees before the Lord and ask for His strength and wisdom. Finish the job to which He has called you! There is no more important task in living, and you will understand that assignment more clearly when you stand where Shirley and I are today. In the blink of an eye, you will be hugging your children good-bye and returning to an empty house. That is the way the system works.

In conclusion, let me offer this thought from my book Love for a Lifetime:

In August 1977, my wife and children joined me on a trip to Kansas City, Missouri, for a short visit with my parents. We enjoyed several days of family togetherness before it was time to leave. As we drove to the airport where we would say good-bye, I asked my father to pray for us. I will never forget his words. He closed with this thought:

"And, Lord, we want to thank You for the fellowship and love that we feel for each other today. This has been such a special time for us with Jim and Shirley and their children. But, Heavenly Father, we are keenly aware that the joy that is ours today is a temporal pleasure. Our lives will not always be this stable and secure. Change is inevitable, and it will come to us, too. We will accept it when it comes, of course, but we give You praise for the happiness and warmth that has been ours these past few days. We have had more than our share of good things, and we thank You for Your love. Amen."

Shortly thereafter, we hugged and said good-bye, and my family boarded the plane. A week later, my father suddenly grabbed his chest and told my mother to call the paramedics. He left us on December 4 of that year. And now, she has also gone on to be with the Lord. How quickly it all unraveled.

Even today, so many years later, my dad's final prayer echoes in my mind. An entire philosophy is contained in that simple idea. "Thank You, God, for what we have ... which we know we cannot keep." I wish every member of God's family could capture that incredible concept.

Happenings and Such...

2009-08-21T12:09:00.007-05:00

We've been trying to get adjusted to our new environment. I am beginning to understand how sardines feel while living in this 2 bedroom apartment.

The boys' bedroom is also my "sewing room". Some nights we put them to bed our bedroom so I can sew and then transfer them back to their room. It's funny when they wake up and say, "hey, why we in our room?" It's the best we can for right now.

We decided to sign a 6 months lease here at the apartment. We didn't want to rush into buying a house. Things were just happening too fast. I didn't expect to sale our house so quickly thinking I would have a little more time to learn the area. But God had other plans. So we put the house hunting on hold for awhile. Looking at houses, visiting new churches, meeting new friends, visiting preschools for the boys, and running my business...It was just a little more than I could handle at one time. So the apartment it is for a few months.

This is our apartment. And below is the "yard" we play in.

We try to take the boys swimming often to give them a chance to get out some of their energy. Unlike most of the apartments back home, this complex has lots of yard space. So on some evenings we spray down with mosquito repellent and head out to throw and catch a baseball or kick a ball. Anything to run off some energy.

Even Gizmo tries to make the most of apartment life. She enjoys staring out the sliding glass door. She can see the cars go by through the bushes that line our tiny patio. Please excuse the hideous blinds. I wish I could take them down put up of some kind of curtain. Even a shower curtain would look better than those blinds. She's finally gotten use to her halter. She does like the pink with her brown fur.

We frequent TCBY on Wednesday for their .99 waffle cone Wednesdays. This is becoming a favorite adventure for the 4 of us. And it is an adventure. They fill the cones way high, so the boys come home sticky from chocolate ice cream. It gets on their clothes, in their hair and all over their face. But is sooo worth it. Especially since it's TCBY's 96% fat free soft serve.

Speaking of fat free....we've joined the local YMCA. I have a goal of loosing 10 lbs before my annual spa trip with my girlfriends. Hopefully, this recent joining of the gym will help that along. I've worked out every night this week...we will see. JB and the boys also. They play in the gym or run the bases of their little baseball field while I walk or workout. When touring the YMCA before joining, the little girl proudly told us of the "Catfish Rodeo" they hold every fall. She informed us that they put catfish in the pool and let the kids fish. CATFISH IN THE SWIMMING POOL! Not so sure about that one. I tend to think catfish belong in ponds, rivers, and reservoirs. I understand we are near the catfish capital of the world, Belzoni, and there are lots of catfish farms around but I seem to appreciate catfish in their rightful habitat.

We enjoyed an evening dinner with Jeremy's "boss". He's the bank President up here. He and his wife were so gracious to open their home to us for dinner. They even enjoyed the boys coming along. The boys got to feed their horse, Stonewall, a cookie and play with their boxers, Chuck and Kate.

We also enjoyed a "cookout" with other friends. The 4 of us couples are "Transplants" to Greenville. We each have been brought to Greenville for job reasons. That's typical of the area with transplants. If you aren't from here, you are here because your job brought you here. One couple...he's is the Youth Minister at one of the local Presbyterian churches. Another couple, he is the Music Minister at one of the local Baptist churches. The 3rd couple..she is a nurse at the hospital in Cleveland and her husband coaches basketball at one of the local academies. One of the couples also has twin boys. Only they will be 5 in December.

We were invited to a playdate with the other twins this past Thursday. I met another mom. She has a 3 1/2 year old little girl. She, too, is a transplant. The boys had fun playing with other boys and jumping on their trampoline. I enjoyed the adult conversation.

Tonight, I've been invited to eat with a group of girls. I think I may participate. However, they are all going to see The Time Traveler's Wife. Those who know me best, know I don't do sobby movies. I may forgo the movie. Besides, JB wants to go to the Washington vs Jackson Prep football game. Washington is just behind our apartment so we can actually walk to the game.

My business has kept me super busy. This is a busy time for my business as I fulfill fall, Halloween, football, and Christmas orders. The Lord continues to bless my home based business with loyal and new customers.

That about sums it up for the moment. Sorry for the delayed posts. It's been hard to put my thoughts together. They still seem to come in fragments.

Until next time, HB

4th Birthday

2009-08-11T16:47:00.006-05:00

I know, it's been a few weeks since we had their 4th birthday party. But time just has not allowed for much for blogging.

First, I want to thank our sweet friends, Christy and Jeremy for taking the pics you see. They were so sweet to be the "photographer" for me. I appreciate them using their photo skills so that I may have memories worth keeping.

The boys spent the day with the JB and his parents and sister. They went to a local park and then his parents took them to Chuck E Cheese.

I spent the day preparing for the party. This year I reserved the pool at a local Courthouse Raquet Club. We enjoyed swimming, hot dogs and fellowship. When I asked them what kind of party they wanted, of course, each had their own idea. CB wanted a racin' car while BB wanted a pirate party. So in effort to corperate both themes I used plates, napkins and cupcake decor from each theme.

Unlike the years in the past, I decided to give picture frames instead of a monogrammed party favors. I wanted their friends to have something to keep longer for memories just in case this was their last party back home.

I say every year that I am going to be a better planner. But it didn't happen this year. In fact, this year was the worst. The menu changed as I was in the grocery store prepared to buy what I thought was going to be the menu. The frames were purchased the night before and then decorated the day of.

But all in all, they children had a good time and I doubt hardly noticed the lack of planning or scattered planning, I should say.

Thanks to my parents for helping me plan this day for the boys and to their special friends for taking time out of their busy schedule to celebrate their birthday.

See you later,

SOLD!

2009-07-30T12:20:00.002-05:00

Last Thursday, July 23 at 4:00pm, we officially sold our home. We handed over the keys to a very sweet lady who will be inhibiting our former home.

I cried when we left. That was our first home to buy. We brought our children to that home when they were born. I had many play dates with some of their best friends. Although, there was a lot of remodeling and updating that I wanted to do, it was still a home decorated with love, laughter, tears, smiles, joy, peace and 1 dog.

I could go on and on about my feelings in regards to leaving, but that will have to wait. I get too emotional and really just don't feel like facing those emotions right now. And it's not necessarily leaving that house as much as it is leaving my hometown of 32 years. Do you know that my parents still have the same phone number 32 years later? You don't find that very often.

We trust God to lead us to a home here in Greenville. But for right now, we have decided to stay in the apartment for a few months. We don't want to rush any decision due to desperation or ignorance.

Until next time, HB

Happy Birthday!

2009-07-21T08:34:00.002-05:00

Well, a day late and a dollar short, but yesterday was the boys' birthday. They spent their 4th birthday here in Greenville.

When JB came home for lunch, we let them open their gifts from Aunt Tracy and Uncle Wade. They loved the pirate and Hot Wheels toys they received. I loved the fact that they had new entertainment in this apartment.

When JB came home after work, we let them open their gifts from us. We knew that they would need to play with these outside for awhile. We gave them some simple remote controlled cars. However, what we failed to consider when buying these was that both their remotes will control both cars. Another words, for awhile both cars were going crazy b/c each remote was controlling both cars. When CB tried to make his go forward, BB's remote was making it go backwards as he was directing his car. It was quite funny at the time. We took them to a big parking lot and had each take turns controlling their car. Regardless of the few minutes of confusion, the boys LOVED their "racing cars".

After playing racing cars for about 30 minutes, we took the boys to eat at Lost Dog Pizza Co. in Indianola. It was fun, neat place to eat that is unique to the Delta. Definitely a place to go back to. Although I hope the next time we go, the old man visiting at the table next us is not there or he refrains from sticking his teeth (dentures) out to make the kids at that table laugh. What the kids thought to be funny, I thought to be quite disgusting.

We finished the night with some ice cream from TCBY. It was 15 minutes from closing but they served us anyway and with a smile. In fact about 15 other people followed behind us right before the 9:00 closing. We met the owners and it was like an authentic "down home" visit at the local ice cream shop. They were very welcoming as we are new to the area.

I think the boys enjoyed their birthday surprises. It was nice just spending time with each other as a family and not doing anything rushed or demanding.

Until next time, See you later,
HB

Hayden's Hopper...JDRF

2009-07-15T11:08:00.002-05:00

I am honored to be sponsoring another fund-raiser t-shirt. This t-shirt is designed for Hayden Simmons AKA Hayden's Hoppers. Hayden and his family help raise money for the Juvenille Diabetes Research Foundation (JDRF) in hopes of one day finding a cure for Diabetes.

For more details visit: Hollypops Monogrammed Gifts

A Perfect Picture with your Pet

2009-07-15T08:53:00.004-05:00

Allison Muirhead is teaming up with MARL on August 8th at the new Mississippi Animal Rescue League facility to photograph your pets!

Come on down to see her, if you are looking for a new pet they have lots to choose from and if you have a pet you have always wanted photographed, she will be there will send you an image with full rights with a donation to the rescue league!

Call Rebecca Ezell at 601-898-3869 for appointments and more details.

Catch Up

2009-07-13T08:53:00.002-05:00

I have a friend who has written on her blog that it has been hard to think in full sentences making her thought somewhat fragmented. Well, I have felt the same way. It's not that there isn't alot to think about or write about, but it's just been kinda hard to write what I am thinking about.

So instead, I will just catch y'all up on what is going on.

BB has made strides in the swimming pool. He is now swimming on his own with his floaties and has even let JB throw him in the water a few days. This is such a break through for him. He will bob is head under water but not fully swim. But at this point if bobbing is all he wants to do, I'll take it.

JB continues to love his job at Trustmark in Greenville. He has found some challenges that he will need overcome but looks forward to those challenges.

We are set to close on our house July 23rd. The inspection went smoothly with need to fix only a couple of things.

We are still living with my parents but this will come to an end soon. This coming weekend we will be moving all my monogramming equipment to Greenville; therefore, I will be in Greenville too in order to continue my business.

We have looked at a few houses in Greenville. But we are still unsure of what we need to do. We are at a crossroads. We can either hold off for about 8 months and stay in an apartment or move forward to buying a house within the next couple of months. There are advantages and disadvantages to both. So weighing the consequences of either is turning out to be a juggling act for me.

We certainly don't want to by a house out of desperation and too hasty. But staying in an apartment will be challenging with (2) 4 year old boys. The few days that we have spent up there has proven that. It will also be a challenge with space, a dog and my business. My business alone takes up a whole room. Not to mention that my machine can be quite a noise maker. The management has said that I can run my business but if other tenants complain about the noise, I have to stop.

That's about it for now. Hopefully soon I will be able to think more clearly and share with the rest of the world.

Until next time, See you later,
HB

Swim School

2009-07-02T16:59:00.002-05:00

A few weeks ago, the boys took their first swim lessons. They were more excited to go to "swim school" instead of swim lessons...so swim school it was.

They both had private lessons as I thought they would react better than in a group lesson. The first day was awful. They both cried the whole time and not much was accomplished. Neither had the desire to go under water.

As the week progressed CB took to swimming much better than BB. Actually, CB is now a fish while BB would rather live in the desert having nothing to do with water.

The lessons didn't help BB overcome his fear of water. When we do swim, he stays on the steps with his little toys and floaties. He ventures out a little at a time. His liking to swim is gonna have to come at his time. I hope the more we are in the water he will get used to it and eventually take to swimming, at least enough to save himself if pushed in or falls in.

CB on the other hand, loves it. His Granny loves the water so it may just be "in his blood." He loves to go under the water and look for fish or retrieve his diving rings.

This difference between them is just a continuation of how different they are. I love them both for their differences and pray every night that I can nurture those differences that make them so unique.

Until next time...see you later,
HB

Sale Pending...Under Contract

2009-06-30T17:03:00.003-05:00

As of today, our house is at "Sale Pending"..."Under Contract" status. We have come to an agreement with the buyer. Not exactly what we were asking for, but the difference is not worth the possibility of having a house note and apartment rent come September. The difference will easily be made up within the next few months.

This is a cash sale so closing costs and other details of the sale will be less complicated. Also, closing will be sooner due to no mortgage company being involved. Of course, final sale depends on the house and termite inspection.

This is just another confirmation and affirmation that God is in control and that this move is His will for us at this time in our life. I would have never guessed to sale our home this soon. But God's time is not ours.

See you later,
HB

No News

2009-06-27T13:25:00.002-05:00

We haven't heard regarding the counter offer. Not sure if that's a good or bad. We don't want to rush any prospect into a decision but don't want to drag it out either.

Just waiting. We will let y'all know when we hear.

See you later,
HB

1st offer

2009-06-25T08:15:00.002-05:00

We've had our first offer on our house.

Of course, we have since counter-offered. This took place yesterday so we may hear back today.

All we can do is pray that both parties involved can come to an agreement. If we agree to disagree, than I believe that God has someone else for our house and not the current buyer.

I am surprising calm about this whole process. It's a peace that God has given me. It also helps that I am not in a hurry to buy a house in Greenville. I think it's the first time I've had this much patience. Maybe it's because I'm procrastinating the move....so if God chooses to keep our house on the market for awhile....I don't mind ;).

Regardless, we really do feel that God is control of this situation. Thanks for all your prayers and encouragement.

The boys and I are in Greenville visiting JB. We all will return home either this Friday or Saturday. We have a Sunday School Party that we don't want to miss.

See you later,
HB

Pill Poppin' Pooch

2009-06-19T15:55:00.002-05:00

This past Wednesday my dad called me while I was at the pool. He was rushing Gizmo to the vet.

He dropped his medication and after picking them up, he noticed he was missing one. He looked over at Gizmo and saw her licking her chops.

To be on the safe side, he assumed she had eaten his Plavix. Upon the vet's orders, he took her in just to make sure.

They induced vomiting but couldn't find a pill. There was a chance that it had already dissolved. So they administered some kind of activated charcoal treatment (I may have that all wrong) to absorb any medication that may have been left in her blood system. After a full day of monitoring, her heart rate and blood pressure remained stable and normal. They reported that she remained alert and active. I think that was their nice way of saying...Loud and Annoying.

Only those that have experienced Gizmo's act can vouch for her loud, annoying, consistent bark.

She never showed signs of any distress. We either assume that she didn't eat or that the treatments administered worked.

As if moving, living with my parents, running a small business, swim lessons, and JB in Greenville wasn't enough chaos...we add a pill poppin' pooch.

See you later,
HB

For Sale

2009-06-18T00:38:00.003-05:00

Well, last Monday we officially put our house on the market. It was the beginning of the end. It made it very real to me that we are moving.

I've had many ask, "How are you gonna sale your house in this economy?".

I'm not. I can't sell it. I've put it all in God's hands. He knows the plans for us and only He can sell it. There is not much else I can do and the most I can do is put my faith and trust in Him to sell it. It's not a worry I choose to run my emotions at this time. Now, months from now if it hasn't sold, I'll re-evaluate. But for now, it's all on Him.

We aren't really looking at houses in Greenville until we sell this one.

The boys and I are still staying with my parents. It's actually been a transition that has gone smoother than I expected. My parents have been very helpful and welcoming.

We've been going to church with my parents on Wed and Sunday night. They have continued their pre-school and children's programs during the summer. The boys have enjoyed making new friends and I've enjoyed the fellowship of friends at this sister church in our city. However, on Sunday mornings, Jeremy and I are attending our church, the church I will probably always consider my home church.

Just an update our journey.

See you later,
HB

Packing

2009-06-03T11:53:00.003-05:00

JB is off this week so, of course, we've been packing. Our plan is to move most of our stuff in storage. JB will be in a fully furnished apartment that we will have access for 3 months. If after that 3 months we haven't sold the house, then we will re-evaluate our living situation at the time.

Meanwhile, the boys and I will be staying with my parents. Not sure how long this will last but there are some summer activities that were already planned. Also, I am not thrilled about keeping 2, active, almost 4 year olds in a 2 bedroom apartment. Although, moving back in with one's parents is not an easy situation either. No offense to my parents, but they have their routine as well as we have ours.

Hopefully it want come to choosing the lesser of two evils. (j/k).

Today has been rather frustrating to me. I like to be in control and there are some situations that I just don't have control over. I had hoped to have most of our furniture out of the house by tomorrow so that I can clean at least Thursday and Friday. Plus, JB's mom will be here and I could sure her help with the cleaning. Well, as of right now that's may not happen and there is rain on the way.

The boys have been amazingly cooperative. They have minded and stayed out of the way all the while being helpful, too. I was concerned that they would need to be entertained during all of this but I think the whole packing has been enough entertainment for them. Other than the million questions and the why's, I can't complain about their behavior.

See you later, HB

Skinny Jeans....

2009-06-02T17:18:00.002-05:00

Now I know longer have to blame my body type for the reason not to wear these and use the excuse "Because they don't fit me!"

http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/?rn=4226712&cl=13770639&src=news

See you later, HB

From Lawn Boy to Yawn Boy!

2009-05-31T18:39:00.003-05:00

If only his lawn mower really did cut grass. He insisted on cutting the backyard with Stuffins. Yes, we still have adventures with that dog. BB worked hard at cutting the grass. He had to hold Stuffins just like Daddy holds him (BB) when they cut the grass.
And of course what does any hard working man do after a long day....

See you later, HB

Busy Times

2009-05-27T17:35:00.002-05:00

We are busy making repairs to some household needs and packing. The boys will be going to VBS next week. JB and I will hopefully finish the packing and moving furniture to storage. He has next week off before starting June 8th.

We have upgraded our Courthouse membership to include another facility that has a pool. I will be glad to get the boys to the pool for some summer fun and use up some of this energy.

They will have swimming lessons within the next few weeks. I have to admit that I am not looking forward to this. They both have a certain fear of water and overcoming it will require some tough love and tough teaching. But I know it's for good of their safety.

Until next time, See you later, HB

The Big Day...

2009-05-22T16:14:00.002-05:00

Oh, the big day. That day is different for everyone depending on the occasion. For some it's their wedding day, graduation day, day a child is to be born, day a child is to be adopted, surgery, vacation, engagement, and the list can go on.

For us, the big day was making the decision as which way we leap into the faith of God. Either where we currently live or to relocate somewhere else.

Well, on our most recent big day, we made the decision to relocate to Greenville. As I mentioned in the previous post, this is the most significant decision we have ever had to make in our married life. There are still some uncertainties but we both have a calming peace about the decision we made.

From the phone call of allowing us 2 more days to decide...to the moment JB gave his 2 weeks notice to his current employer other events happened that we felt were confirmations from God. Circumstances that only He could have orchestrated.

One in particular that happened was an email. Yes, a mere email that I felt was all God. I have a cousin, Todd, that is a pastor in South Carolina. The last time I had spoken with Todd was in November at a family wedding.

No offense, Todd, but I rarely hear from him especially through email. He stays very busy with his growing church and family. Time just does not allow him to answer or communicate much through email. The last email that he received from me was regarding JB's position loss as the Corporate Trainer and placed in a commission only job back in Feb. This email was a general email telling loved ones and friends of JB's recent job situation and if they needed furniture to ask for JB.

Anyway, Wednesday morning when I checked my email, I saw that I had an email as a reply from Todd to that February email. It simply stated the following:

"Holly,

Hey, hope you guys are doing fine. I had you all on my mind this morning and said a prayer for you. What is the latest on Jeremy’s job situation? I understand things have been tough".

When I responded with our situation he replied back with this:

Today’s Prayer,
“Father in Heaven, I ask you to bless JB and HB with wisdom and insight in this decision that is before them. You certainly know all the plans, hopes, dreams, and paths that You have planned for their lives. Reveal to them your perfect plan. As you do, give to them Your perfect peace. Right now it is easy for them to see all the obstacles. There are obstacles to staying. There are obstacles to moving. Remind them, however, that in the center of your will, all obstacles become opportunities. In these days of decision, simply guide them to what is Your very best. Make your will very clear so that as the final decision is made, no wavering or doubt remains in the heart. Take Care of every need that JB, HB, CB, and BB encounter. Show them your faithfulness in meeting the needs for every detail of their lives. Thank you for the faith that they exhibit. Lead them by that Faith. In Jesus Name, Amen.”

Holly, thanks for the update on your situation. I had no idea of the matter that was before you. Perhaps 6 weeks ago Mom did mention Trustmark and Greenville to me but I had no idea you were at a point of having to make a decision. We love you guys and support you in whatever God leads you to do. We will continue to pray diligently for you during this period.

Blessings,
Todd and family

I mean really. I haven't heard from him since November and God put on his heart to email me. God revealed himself through Todd at a time I needed it most.

So, with other events that are similar to this just a little too personal to share with the world, we made our decision to go with more peace than the decision we had made to stay.

This bittersweet season of our life is just that, a season. We believe that God could be calling us to Greenville for more than a job. And he may call us back here again one day. So we don't say "Good Bye", instead we say, "See you Later".

JB is to report June 8th. All the living arrangements have not been completed and are still being detailed. We ask for prayers that this transition go as smoothly as possible.

Until next time, See you late, HB

Trying to Find God's Will...

2009-05-19T20:45:00.004-05:00

JB and I are at the most difficult time we have ever been in our married life. His commission job has been minimal to say the least. We are maintaining but he comes home so discouraged, frustrated and just tired. He works 10 hours days with nothing to show for it.

To put it in perspective, he has to sell $20,000 worth of furniture a week to maintain our living situation. And we live the most simply that we can. Our cars are paid for, his is 10 years old with 150,000 miles while mine 7 years old with 75,000 miles. We live in a 1500 square feet house...one of the smallest in our city. It's over 30 years old. Most of our furniture is handed down with the exception of our 2 couches and the boys' bed. Needless to say we would like new furniture.

JB has a job opportunity to go back to Trustmark as a Branch Manager. While this opportunity is prime at best, the location is not. This would relocate us to Greenville. While the opportunity is one many would love in this economy, it has our hearts torn.

God has continued to open doors for this job but there are other facets of this move that are so unclear and uncertain. The living situation in Greenville is not necessarily the best especially compared to where we live now. We have such a fear of getting up their and getting trapped. The housing market is not moving at all in either locations but especially in Greenville. You know, people are not just flocking to move to Greenville.

As for the job, we can't find a negative aspect about it. The people he has met at the Branch have been the nicest. They have all been there 5 years or more. Very stable branch and employees. A manager's dream.

While the salary is not what he asked for, it is acceptable. The benefits far out way what he has now. Insurance is better, vacation is better (compared to the none he has now), the hours are so much better (the branch closes at 4 except on Fridays and he wouldn't have to work Saturdays). The boys miss him and are so confused as to when daddy will be home. So when reflecting on the actual job and its benefits, you couldn't ask for better, especially during this economy.

He has applied to 10 different companies here in the metro area. None have responded even with a phone call to thank him for his interest. Most jobs are either "frozen" or being eliminated. Trustmark is the only company that has responded with the only door that has been opened. However, the living situation is just not as positive and clear cut. There is a slight possible chance of going to a public school if we live right outside of Greenville. If we live within Greenville, private is the only option.

After several visits to Greenville, we had to give our final decision today. JB came to me this morning with tears saying that he just couldn't do it. He just couldn't move us up there with the living situation being so uncertain. He hated to pass up a great job opportunity but the uncertainty of living out burdened the opportunity of this job.

He has been off today so he called the HR rep he has been working with and told her that he respectfully declined. He hung up with a feeling of "did I just pass up God's will for us". But we said that we made the decision and we can't look back. We will just start praying for God to bless the decision that we made and look forward to His future will.

Well, wouldn't you know that 2 hours later, she called JB back and said that they really want him there and she wanted him to think about it 2 more days. Now we are asking if this is God's 2nd chance to follow his will and to take that extreme leap of faith that the housing and living will be taken of. It's easy to think He will but it's always hard to believe it. It will truly be the biggest step of faith we have ever had to take in our married life.

This situation is definitely testing our trust in God and ability to hand our burdens and control over to him. Either way, we have to trust him...whether we stay here or move. We certainly don't want to be a missionary (in the sense of the word) that asks God to open doors and lead us to a better job opportunity only to limit him as to where we are willing to go. Another words, we don't want to say, "here we are send us"...but just not to Greenville. Understand?

Regardless of what we decide, I am most proud of my husband. He takes great pride in providing for his family. He doesn't expect our parents to take up the slack where we lack, he doesn't expect for life to be handed to him. He works hard with a work ethic that any wife and employer should be proud of.

When I married him, I vowed for richer or for poorer, well here we are. I am committed to that vow and wouldn't have it any other way. As a wife, I am to support my husband even when during uncertainty and there is no one else I would rather take this journey with. I love him as a husband, as a father to our boys and as my best friend.

Thanks to those that have supported us during this time. While you can't make the decision for us, you have certainly helped with your kind words and prayers.

My parents weren't too keen on the idea at first, understandably so. But they have become the best parents during this situation. My mom and dad have given such encouraging words and love. I wish I could only have the words to express what that has meant to me. I guess if you could see my heart when I think about their love for us, only then would you be able to understand.

I am 32 years old. I have lived here for those 32 years. I would be leaving all that I know about living in this state. I would be leaving the only support that I have while rearing my boys. But my parents' blessing and support has made this so much easier and will certainly make it easier to come home.

So please pray that we will see his will clearly and that we will have the utmost faith needed to follow it. It is a hard decision and one that ways on JB greatly. We have become emotionally tired of having this "hang" over our heads for the past 2 months.

Until next time, HB

End of the Year

2009-05-15T17:35:00.005-05:00

This past Monday night, the boys participated in their school's End of the Year Program. They sang 2 songs and the whole event lasted all of 30 minutes. However, whether it's 30 minutes or an hour, I was proud of them.

This past year, both the boys have grown from their experiences at school. They've made new friends and learned the alphabet. Not to mention new social and playing skills. Their teacher has been most complimentary of their behavior. Ms Jennifer has been great for BB. She has helped "bring out" some of his personality and you could tell it during the program.

I am so proud of my boys and the progress they made throughout the year. It's been a confirmation that we made the right decision to enroll them last summer for this past year.

Their last day for the school year is this coming Tuesday. We will miss school but definitely look forward to the summer fun.

Another Type of Flu?

2009-05-02T15:29:00.002-05:00

The other morning before I got out of bed...I was petting Gizzie our pet dog (peek a poo). As I was petting her she sneezed on me.

JB happened to be walking through while getting ready for work. He turned to me and said, "Be careful, you may now get the peek a poo flu!"

No symptons yet, but if there are I'll be sure to alert the media in order to spread awareness.

Missing In Action

2009-04-29T10:21:00.002-05:00

We are still here, just absent from the blogging world. I have been really busy with monogram orders that has taken most of my "free" time. Also, JB has been conducting a training class at work for the past 1 and 1/2 weeks from 8 to 5 and then on some nights selling furniture from 5 to 8 with only 1 day off. Needless to say, time has not allowed for much blogging these past few weeks.

But I did want to check in. Hopefully, when JB gets back on his regular schedule with 2 days off, I'll have a little more time to blog.

You've got to Stand for Something...

2009-04-21T14:55:00.002-05:00

Some of you have already seen or heard about the controversy over the Miss USA pageant involving Miss California and her answer to a question. If you haven't than you can find several stories about it here.

The question that was asked was one of controversy concerning gay marriage rights in all the states. I won't go into detail because this post is not necessarily about gay rights. With that being said...I don't mind stating my view. I believe that marriage is intended and ordained by God only between a women and a man. That's my belief, that's my values, that is what I will teach my children.

However, this post is not about what I believe, what Miss California believes, what the conservatives or liberals believe. Instead it is about the freedom of speech and the courage to use it.

I don't know anything about Miss California, Carrie Prejean. I don't know her religious background, her level of spirituality or any other convictions she holds. But I am proud of her courageously stating what she believed. She didn't give the answer that the media was looking for, she didn't give the answer that could have possibly won her the crown and she didn't give an answer to just to please those that are for gay marriage. Instead, she showed courage and character when she openly used her freedom of speech to state her convictions and values. She didn't coward down to the media, left wing, liberal culture that martyrs anyone against their beliefs. Instead she stood up strong to the Goliath culture with pride and unwavering conviction.

The issues of gay marriage was not necessarily the big picture here. The fact that she actually stood her ground and was not intimidated by the culture war that this issue has brought to our modern society is what, I think, shocked the media and most viewers. In this situation, it has come to be expected that someone of her celebrity status would automatically go with the culture and definitely not against it.

Miss California did not sell her soul to gain the world. I am encouraged by her act of courage and I hope that if I am ever in front of America (so to speak), I can speak with the conviction and courage she did. I know there are others that have done the same as she and I am also encouraged by their bravery to speak against the popular ideology.

Update 4

2009-04-21T14:49:00.002-05:00

Thanks to all the many prayers and miracles of God, Denise is able to come home today. It was a total shock to her when her doctor walked in and released her.

However, she still has a ways to go as for recovery. Her blood sugars are crazy and she is still on a liquid diet but pain free. I haven't talked with her personally, but I assume that a doctor here will help her regulate her sugar levels until her body adjusts. This is typical of patients that have had this surgery. Sometimes, their bodies never recover and they become an insulin dependant diabetic. But some do recover and require little to no insulin at all but manages with diet and exercise.

Thanks again for all the prayers, concerns and emails of encouragement. The success so far is all of God and his ultimate healing. May God's glory shine through Denise as she can be a living miracle of His love.

Update 3

2009-04-16T14:30:00.002-05:00

My cousin is doing very well. Recovery seems to be going better than expected even so she will be discharged from ICU today and moved to a room of her own. Thank you so much for your prayers and emails. God is so good and is so much bigger than any "human" physician. Don't get me wrong, we are thankful for the physicians that He has blessed with that gift, but we thank Him for working through their hands.

Update 2

2009-04-14T13:46:00.002-05:00

At 1:15, they were officially through with the surgery. There was very little bleeding, which is one of the best possible situations. The liver is an organ with lots of vessels which causes great concerns when it comes to bleeding during the operation. There is a high chance that she can bleed even after surgery. In this case, they will have to go back in and try to stop the bleeding.

The family will get to see her at 2:30. Hopefully she will only have to remain in the ICU for only 2 days. The recovery process is just as crucial if not more than the surgery itself. The next hurdle will be that she recovers enough within the next few days in order to proceed to next recovery phase.

Thank you again for the prayers.

Update on my Cousin

2009-04-14T11:11:00.002-05:00

She is currently in surgery. They have removed her pancreas. Now the diligent part of harvesting the healthy islet cells in order to plant them into her liver has started. This takes about 2 hours. Meanwhile, Denise stays unconscious while the doctors do this tedious task. Thanks for the prayers and thoughts. I will update when I have another report.

Prayer Request

2009-04-13T15:37:00.004-05:00

My cousin, Denise, is headed today to UAB to undergo a very risky surgery in hopes to correct a pancreatic anomaly that has caused her severe pain for the past 3 1/2 years. Here is her story below from her CaringBridge Journal:

"This nightmare all started about 3 1/2 years ago. I had my first of MANY bouts with pancreatitis. After the first attach I was in the hospital for almost 20 days. After alot of pain and more tests I was find to have a condition called pancreas divisum.

Pancreas divisum is a common congenital anomaly (an anomaly that is present at birth) of the pancreatic duct(s). The Pancreas is a deep-seated organ located behind the stomach. One of its functions is to produce enzymes that are important for the digestion of food in the intestine. The digestive enzymes, in the form of digestive juice, drain from the pancreas via the pancreatic duct into the duodenum(the upper portion of the small intestine) where they aid in digesting food. It also produces insulin. The majority of individuals born with pancreas divisum experience no symptoms throughout life, will remain undiagnosed and will not require treatment. A small number of patients with pancreas divisum will experience repeated episodes of pancreatitis.

Doctors are not certain how pancreas divisum causes abdominal pain and pancreatitis. In my case the minor papilla is too narrow to adequately drain the digestive juices in the dorsal duct. The backup of the digestive juices elevates the pressure in the minor duct that causes abdominal pain and pancreatitis.
The technique of a total pancreatectomy involves removing the entire pancreas along with the spleen, duodenum, gallbladder and distal common bile duct. Then they will isolate my islet cells from my pancreas (which produce insulin) and transplant them into my liver.

UAB is one of the few hospitals in the nation where islet transplants are preformed. Dr. John Christein (my surgeon) is the director of the Islet Auto Transplant program, and is specialized in pancreatic surgery. If this procedure works, I may only require small doses of insulin, and best case, none at all eventually. (If it falls, I will become a complete insulin dependent diabetic).
I will also, have to take digestive enzymes (tablet form) to break down my food, for the rest of my life.

The surgery itself takes about 7 or 8 hours...then I will be in ICU for at least 2 days and in the hospital for about 12 days. And then HOPEFULLY I will be home the last week of April....GOD WILLING!!!!"

I ask if you will pray for her as she undergoes this surgery and recovery. Please also keep her family, especially her little ones, Chandler and Cannon, who will miss their mamma for the days to come.

Her surgery is tomorrow and I will try to keep an update when I get word of the progress.

Priceless

2009-04-11T07:51:00.004-05:00

Last Tuesday, we took the boys to the local Minor League ball park. JB had heard on the radio that they were having a open house of sorts and the players would be doing batting practice for any spectators that wanted to come see. We didn't last long due to the cool weather but had fun while were there.

Admission: Free

Hot dogs: Free

Drinks: Free

Time with my family without spending money: Priceless

The Biggest Looser

2009-03-31T18:03:00.004-06:00

Scenario: The boys and I are eating lunch at the kitchen table. They like playing games between themselves...which is the biggest.

CB: "Which is bigger? My sippy or the bird"

BB: "The Sippy."

CB: "Yeah, BB, you got it right!"

CB: "Now, which is the biggest, really, really, REALLY BIGGEST?"

BB: "Mamma"

CB: "Yay!, BB you got it right!"

Yes, I was the biggest looser at this game.

Need Furniture?

2009-03-23T10:07:00.005-06:00

As you have noticed in my past posts that I have used initials instead of names and haven't named the place of employment for my husband. Well, I am gonna make and exception for this one due to the situation.

Some of you already know that Jeremy has experienced a very recent (as in last Thursday) job change. Due to the slumping economy, he went from being the Corporate Trainer for Miskelly Furniture to a Sales Associate selling furniture. We were supported by a full time salary position to now a commission only position. While we are so grateful that he still has a job, the changes with this new position is very unpredictable, uncertain and uncomfortable. Commission only in this economy is not necessarily someone's first choice of job positions. However, any amount of income is better than none at all.

While we both have a certain level of worry and concern, we know whole heartily that God will provide in whatever way HE chooses. His ways and thoughts are not ours. There have been times in the past that we look back and are reminded of His unfailing love and His provision. One being about 4 years ago. We bought our current home in Oct. 2004, found out I was pregnant in Nov. 2004 and then later found out I was having twins in Dec. 2004. Who would have bought a house if they had known they were having twins 9 months later? We had accrued a mortgage and a family of 4 within 1 year, not to mention 2 car notes. Anyway, through His provision I am a SAHM with no car notes and 2 healthy, beautiful boys. It was only by His provision that we were able to have done that. He provided in ways that were beyond us. And I know He will do that for us during this time.

He has already shown me in little ways that He still takes care of His children. The Tuesday before Jeremy got word of his job change, I had planned to take the boys to the Zoo with my mom, dad, sister and abbey. The boys were so excited to go and went to bed talking about going to the zoo the next day. Well, Jeremy came home the night before with the news. I debated whether or not we should still go in attempt to immediately start saving more money. I told my family that I would let them know my decision the next day.

My sister called me the next morning and said that she had gotten in the mail... 12 "Buy 1 admission get 1 admission free" tickets to the Zoo. I cried when she told me that. I had prayed the night before that God would either help the boys understand why we couldn't go or that He would provide a way for us to go without me feeling guilty about spending the money. Maybe a small affirmation to some but it was God showing Himself in a BIG way for me.

That following Friday, I had to get CB a prescription filled for his runny nose. The medicine cost $30.00 even with our insurance. We went to Kroger got the medicine and came on home. About 2 hours later, I went to give CB his medicine with his snack. The medicine had not been mixed and was still a powder when it should have been a liquid. So I loaded the boys back up and headed back to Kroger. They mixed CB medicine up and for the inconvenience they gave me a $20 credit on my Kroger card. I stood there in tears when she told me that.

My tears must have shocked her because she asked if I was ok and quote, "$20 is all that we can give for this mistake". I told the girl, "Thank you so much. If you only knew what this $20 means to me right now. It's just another gift and affirmation of God's provision." "You see, it's not that $20 is that much, it's that God is so much more!"

Although we wouldn't choose this job situation for our family we are excited about seeing how God will work in our family. I can't wait for Him to reveal himself just as He did in the circumstances that I shared above. I can't wait to tell you, readers, about those times also. He expects us to expect that from Him. He wants us to look for those moments and recognize them. Will this be easy all the time....certainly not. A life in the will of God is not always easy and further more, He expects us to praise Him for these times and to be thankful for these hardships. "I will praise you in this Storm"

So in light of Jeremy's job change, if you need any furniture or know of someone who does, please come see Jeremy Bond at Miskelly Furniture. He will be working at the main store. His days to work are Monday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday. If you are unable to visit or buy on those days, he can meet you on your days. They have a website you can browse before going to the store http://www.miskellys.com/

Until next time, "His eye is on the sparrow for I know He watches me!", HB

Paint or Pollen?

2009-03-13T11:19:00.004-06:00

This is what a spot on my driveway looked like the other day when I washed my car off to rid it of all this pollen. The boys thought it was some of their chalk paint they got for Christmas. They wanted to paint with it. It was a challenge trying to explain to them that this was pollen and not paint.

Thankfully these current rain showers will wash some of this allergy attacking enemy away for awhile. My sinuses are most grateful.

Quirky Me #2: Sitting Arrangements

2009-03-04T09:19:00.002-06:00

When I am at a restaurant or any other public situation, I can't sit with my back to the door, entrance/exit. I have to face the entrance door or towards that way if the door is not visible from my seat. Another words, I need to see who is coming in or coming towards me. I can't stand knowing that someone can walk up behind me and I not see them or know that they are there.

Several of my former supervisors were therapists while one was a Clinical Psychologist. When they realized this about me, they enjoyed analyzing this "quirk" of mine. They all came to the conclusion that it links to a trust issue or rather a non-trust issue. Apparently I don't trust people enough and like to be in control of my environment. And you know, they are right.

When JB and I had only been seeing each other for a few days, he almost called it off due to an incident related to this. I was eating with some friends in the cafeteria at school, (college...those who attended MC about 9 years ago, knows why you ate at the cafeteria). The cafeteria had 2 entrances on opposite sides. I would usually sit in an arrangement were I could see both entrances but this time, there was not chair at the table to do that. As I was eating and fellowshipping with friends, JB came up behind me and put his hands over my eyes. I went ballistic and acted totally rude and irrational. He didn't understand nor know that I have this quirk...and this quirk is directed to such situations that he had just presented...not knowing that someone is coming up on me nor knowing who it is once they are there.

I had to call and apologize to him later that afternoon and explain this quirk. He accepted my apology and, well, obviously continued the relationship.

My mom has this same quirk but I don't know if it's for the same reasons.

Until next time, HB

3rd Time's a Charm

2009-03-02T09:39:00.003-06:00

Amongst the sickness, doctor visits and other daily chaos at our house, our microwave died last week. I was warming something up when I heard, "BBBBZZZZZ" and then saw a puff of smoke come out of it. I just stared at for awhile thinking that the longer I stared it would work again. The boys came running into the kitchen asking, "what was that noise, mamma?" "EEEWWWW, it stinks. What is that smell?" I told them that the microwave died and the smoke was what they smelled.

That was Tuesday. I was sick most of the week along with the boys and just didn't feel like going to Lowe's to look for another until Friday night. Even then, I had to make myself go.

JB had mentioned an over the stove microwave of which I was thrilled with the idea. That meant more counter top space for me to use. And more space is always needed.

We found one that we agreed at Lowe's. Got it to the car and quickly learned that it wouldn't fit in the trunk and certainly not in the back seat with 2 car seats and 2 boys. We left it at Lowe's went back to the house, got the other car, went back Lowe's to pick it up. Then headed to eat "Mexico".

After putting the boys to bed, JB began to work on installing it. We quickly realized that the "standard" sized microwave for over the stove, is not so standard for our kitchen. It was too big. It barely left enough room to use the stove. If there would be a fire on the stove or something to boil over, it would have attacked the microwave.

So the next morning, we all head back to Lowe's in separate cars to pick out another microwave. The thrilling idea of having one over the stove had vanished. We picked another out that we both agreed on. They didn't have one in a box so we took the display. The boys and JB headed back home while I left for some much needed grocery shopping.

I arrived home and found the monstrous microwave where the old one use to be. That thing was huge, much bigger than the previous one we had and took up more counter top space. It didn't look that big at Lowe's but it was over-powering in my little kitchen. JB suggested that we just leave it and maybe it would "grow" on us. Well, it certainly "grew" on me. The more I looked at it the bigger it got.

After coming home from Abbey's birthday party that night, I looked at it as I walked in the kitchen and told JB, I hated it. I was trying to gain more space and make my kitchen look better and that huge microwave was just in the way of my plans. Yep, it had "grown", alright.

My dear, sweet husband loaded the 2nd microwave in the car at 7:30 PM and hauled it back to Lowe's. He came home with a smaller more appropriate one for the kitchen. It looks much better gained my satifactory approval.

3rd times a charm even if it's getting a new microwave.

Until next time, HB

Sacked Out

2009-02-27T12:16:00.005-06:00

This was after a morning of running a few errands the other day. Since they have been sick, most activity has worn them out easily and quickly. There were a few errands that I had to do the other day, otherwise we would have been home.

Until next time, HB

Update

2009-02-24T22:50:00.003-06:00

We did get to see our pediatrician Monday afternoon. And I'm sure most mothers can relate to this...you just feel better after talking to your doctor. It was easier talking to him than an ER physician that you know you aren't going to have a lengthy, family relationship with.

Our dr. seemed to think that it was a severe croup attack that brought on an asthma attack. He said that typically croup alone doesn't cause O2 sats to drop as low as BB's did, 82. And typically, being in the cold air or steam treatments will usually work within the first few minutes of treatment.

He said that BB was still wheezing bad enough to need breathing treatments and more steroids. He was actually surprised that the ER doctor had not advised us to continue breathing treatments with the medicine that I already have at home, Xopenex.

He diagnosed both the boys and is treating them for RSV, Croup, and Bronchitis. As his theory is, if one has it the other has it also or will eventually get it. (By the way, CB's cough had worsened over the weekend). He also advised that they stay away from the public for a few days. He said that there are so many viruses out there right now and especially ones that are affecting the lungs, he mentioned RSV and Pneumonia. He prescribed some strong antibiotics to knock out the Bronchitis but to also prevent them from getting pneumonia.

I am so blessed with a wonderful pediatrician. Although he tended to both my boys, he only charged for 1 office visit so my copay was only $20.00 instead of $40.00. He even went ahead and prescribed another round of antibiotics in case this round didn't knock it out so to keep me from having to come back up there. He said to wait 5 days after this round and if the cough is not gone to refill it. Which I am so grateful...the last thing we need is to go up there again and sit in the sick bay only to catch something else. However, it's not the doctor visit that is so costly, it's the medicine. Surely with $300.00 worth of medicine, they have got to get better.

In light of our medicine bills, we are now accepting donations to the "007 Twin Medical Fund"!

I have yet to have a decent night sleep since "that night". (Well, actually I haven't had a consistent, decent night sleep since I was 30 weeks pregnant which I guess comes with the territory of being a parent... but that's for another post). I've actually had BB sleep in the bed with me while JB has been on the couch. He has started off in his bed with JB bringing him to bed with me. He will be sleeping in his bed tonight and will remain unless his coughing gets "out of hand", but I'm sure I won't sleep very well again. You can still hear him coughing that horrible "barking" cough and when I can't seem to make myself fall into a deep sleep, I just "jump" awake to listen for more. I'm sure as they get better and with time, I'll finally feel comfortable enough to get some "deep" sleep.

Thank you all for your prayers and emails of concern; they have been so uplifting. It's such a blessing and honor to know how much my friends, family and even acquaintances really do care about the welfare of my children and family.

Until next time, HB

911...What's Your Emergency?

2009-02-22T09:15:00.005-06:00

Me: "I have a 3 1/2 year old male in respiratory distress. He is having severe trouble breathing and turning blue around the lips and nose, Can you please send an ambulance right away?"

Dispatcher: "Hold please"....1/2 second later, "What is your address, mam..."

10 minutes later, EMT's arrive and we are headed to the Pediatric ER.

1:30 AM, I was in my sewing room, still dressed and not asleep because I was restless. I was surfing the web, had posted a recipe on Taste and See. I heard an awful sound from the boys' room. I thought it was BB waking up with a night terror as he does on occasion.

When I walked in, I could tell it was something much worse. He was coughing and wheezing so loudly as an indication he couldn't breathe. He was actually trying to cry and talk to me but obviously couldn't.

I ran him to the kitchen to the refrigerator freezer to get him to breathe in the cold air. But he is so heavy, I couldn't keep him up long enough to do any good. I ran into our bedroom and hollered for JB to come help. He immediately jumped up and ran into the kitchen. I told him to hold BB up to the cold air while I went to get our nebulizer for a breathing treatment.

By the time I had the nebulizer set up, BB had started turning blue around the lips and nose, drooling all over the place while the wheezing and coughing had continued to worsen and he was still trying to cry and talk. I had already called my parents to come over immediately. At this point, I made the critical decision to call 911.

I had gone outside to motion for the rescue and realized it was COLD! We immediately took BB outside for the cold air. After about 1 minute of the cold air, his breathing slightly improved but he was still gasping for air.

Policeman arrived 1st, Rescue from the Fire Department arrived 2nd, and then the ambulance.

When Rescue arrived, they immediately began listening to lungs and monitored his O2 sat. As they were doing this, the EMT's arrived. When the EMT's saw that his O2 sat was 82 and not improving, they stated, "We need to get him to the ER."

We soon left for the only Pediatric ER in the state only about 20 minutes away from your home. (What a blessing). I rode with my mom behind the ambulance while JB rode with BB in ambulance. My sister was behind my mom and me. My dad stayed home with CB, who slept through the whole episode (another blessing).

During the ride to the ER, BB was so calm. I could see him from behind. He was strapped in his car seat and sitting there like a big boy. I was so proud of him for being so calm and cooperative (another blessing) and because of this, his breathing was improving.

We were seen immediately and the ER staff began treatment. After 2 breathing treatments of Racemic Epi, decadron, and chest X-Rays, we were finally released to go home about 5:15 AM. I was very impressed and satisfied with the ER staff. They catered to pediatrics and exhibited the most caring and gentle behavior. This was such a blessing not only to BB, but to me as a momma.

They diagnosed it as a severe croup attack. I am not one to question doctors and respect their decision. But I am not yet fully convinced that it was a croup attack. I think it was a severe asthma attack. Regardless, we will follow up with our pediatrician this week. I want to discuss other concerns about the episode and to get his medical advice and opinion.

There are several reasons, I suspect it was an asthma attack. BB has a history of allergic reactions that have rushed us to the doctor. If you keep up with this blog, than you may remember that we had to rush him to the doctor for a severe case of Urticaria that covered most of his body. This happened 2 days in a row. Both trips resulted in steroid treatment. BB also has terrible reactions to mosquito bites. This, too, has had us in the doctor's office with steroid treatment. His bites turn into cellulites and sometime require steroid treatment to heal.

I have asthma and have experienced the distressing asthma attack. His symptoms were all too familiar to me that early morning. I've only been hospitalized with it once while it has actually be dormant for the past few years.

It may have very well been a severe croup attack, but I've never known the croup to be so severe.

I can't explain the emotions that I have felt these past few days regarding this incident. I finally hit a point Saturday when I was by myself that they just released. I try not to think about the "what if's" too keep from getting so emotional and in all honesty...those "what if's" were not apart of God's plan or will for us. He knew all along what was happening, what would happen and He knows what is going to happen in the life of my family. No need to worry about the "what if's"...they are only "what if's" to us...not God. I realize that as I called 911 for our emergency...none of this was an emergency to God, non of this caught him off-guard as it did me. And that very fact, is the best comfort and peace that passes all understanding that I need.

Aunt Fiffi (my sister, Tiffany) brought BB a Get Well Soon balloon the next day. She also brought CB a Bob the Builder balloon so he wouldn't be left out. I can't thank my family enough being there for me. I am so thankful to have them live so close.

I'll keep you informed on our follow ups and such.

Until then, HB

Happy Birthday, Abbey!

2009-02-18T14:36:00.002-06:00

Today my sweet niece, Abbey, turns 4. BB and CB absolutely adore their cousin and have begun to ask on a daily basis, "Can Abbey come play?"

Abbey is full of life, laughter, and energy. She is so petite but has a personality larger than life.

Happy Birthday, Abbey. We love you!

How Twins are Made!

2009-02-13T07:50:00.003-06:00

My Grocery Deals for the week!

2009-02-11T19:17:00.002-06:00

I will be doing some grocery shopping within the next few days, probably Friday because they have got some good Valentine deals for Friday only at Kroger. Be sure to look for coupons from the Sunday paper to see if you can get an even better deal. Remember these are the deals at my nearest stores. I can't vouch for stores in other locations. And of course, there are other deals that some of you would benefit from, but these are what I am after.

Kroger
Friday Deals only for a Valentine Special:
Motts Apple Juice .99
1/2 gal Kroger OJ .99
Kroger Paper towels 3.99 for 6 rolls
Red Seedless grapes .99 lb

All other deals til next Tues:
Strawberries 1.97 pint
Kroger Bread and buns 1.00
Eggs 1.33
Chef Boyardee Ravioli .88 (for BB's lunch)
Totinos Pizza Rolls 1.25 (I have 3 coupons for .35 off, Kroger doubles that to equal .70 off. I will get 3 bags for 1.65, also another great lunch idea)
General Mills cereal 1.66
Purex Detergent 2.99
Kroger Fruit Snacks 1.00 (great for snack time or to keep on hand when we are running errands)
Kroger Salad Dressing 1.50 (I like to get the FF Italian to marinade my chicken and pork before grilling)
Nabisco 100 Calorie Pack Snacks 2.00 (this is the same price at Wal-Mart but I like the gas points)

Brookshires:
Betty Crocker Cake Mix .79
Tide 5.99 (I have $1.00 off coupon. I am also getting some Purex from Kroger...detergent is a good stock item)
Imperial Sugar 4 lb bag 1.49
Brookshires Bread .79
5 lb bag of russet potatoes 2.50

The Grant Gator

2009-02-09T23:17:00.006-06:00

$20.00 with $5.00 of each purchase to support the March of Dimes (see details below) This is purchased through Hollypops Monogrammed Gifts.

"During pregnancy every woman has a plan of the way they expect everything to go. At only 34 weeks pregnant my plans completely changed. I was loading the dishwasher when my water broke. Exactly 24 hours later I delivered Grant. His lungs were underdeveloped and he spent the first 10 days of life in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. It was very difficult not being able to hold him or take him home when I was discharged. He is a happy and healthy 2.5 year old now. When he was one year old I had been looking for a new job and a friend told me about a position at the March of Dimes. Not knowing anything about March of Dimes I went to Google and knew when I read the mission statement that this job was for me...like a calling. The mission of the March of Dimes is to improve the health of babies by preventing birth defects, premature birth, and infant mortality. Lung Surfactant helped save the life of my little boy and the research for this was funded by the money raised for the March of Dimes."~Melanie Nixon, Grant's Momma

Melanie is a loyal customer of mine that has become a friend. As you read the above statement by Melanie, they have personally been affected by the need for such an organization as March of Dimes. And in reality, all mothers have benefited from the research and mission of March of Dimes. Your baby may not have been premature or had any birth defects, but if they had, you would have benefited from the research and resources of March of Dimes and most likely wouldn't have even known. Although your child may not have been born prematurely or had birth defects, chances are you know someone who has.

Melanie obviously believes in the mission enough to not only "Walk" for the cause, but she works for the cause in more ways than one. She does this not only for her child but for all babies that are born, whether they are healthy or need the unexpected medical care that March of Dimes supports and researches. I am personally grateful for supporters as Melanie who believes in this enough and cares about other babies enough to ensure that my and your baby can benefit from the mission of March of Dimes that he/she might would need.

When Melanie sent out an email about supporting Grant's Family Team in the upcoming March of Dimes, March for Babies Walk, I felt led to do something. On a personal note, my niece and 2 cousins were born prematurely and spent several weeks in the NICU. It was a reality for me that Abbey, Brennan, and Tanner also benefited from the research and mission of March of Dimes. After praying about what I could do to support Grant's Family Team, the mission of March of Dimes and all babies who need and will need March of Dimes, I decided to create a t-shirt in Grant's honor.

Since I can't use March of Dimes' logo, I worked with Melanie to create a t-shirt that represents Grant. She told me that he likes alligators and tractors. I searched the web for a cute alligator and found what I thought to be the perfect one. With Melanie's approval, the t-shirt above is what we created. I can make a pink alligator for girls if you don't prefer the lime green. I've got a pink one ordered already...I'll post that pic when available.

The Grant Alligator t-shirt cost $20.00. $5.00 of each sale will go to Grant's Family Team in support of March of Dimes. They will be participating in the March for Babies Walk, May 9, 2009. If interested in participating in this walk, click the highlighted phrase for more info.

Details about the shirt:
Short sleeves only
White only
Sizes 6M to Youth sizes

Fabric Choices: Lime green polka dot, lime green gingham, hot pink polka dot, pink gingham

$20.00