Saturday, April 30, 2005

Words from a preteen

"You just don't understand!"

Followed by the :::stomp stomp stomp:::: up the stairs, with a mighty
:::::door slam:::::: to finish the statement.

Anyone want to borrow a cute 12 year old girl? Free shipping.

Thursday, April 28, 2005

A picture is worth a 1,000 words

Ever have a day like this?

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Yeh. I need a vacation.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

"Hey, mom! Guess what?"

(conversation with Paige, our 8 year old at dinner last night)

"Paige - what was your favorite thing today?"

"Math and swim classes."

various grumpings around the table at the mention of math.....

"That's great. What did you like about math?"

"I am learning fractions. That is cool."

"What did you like about swimming?"

"Well, I am learning to swim today."


I glance at Jeff.

Jeff says, "So, Paige what have you been doing for the past 5 months of swim classes?"

Paige stares at him.
::shrugs shoulders:::

"You know, daddy. I just don't know."


Saturday, April 23, 2005

A little quiz for you

What do you get when you cross a damp floor (from wet dogs out in the SNOW!), crazy kids running around, dogs chasing said kids, a mom emptying the dishwasher (while getting dinner ready) and a dad yelling at the paper people for not delivering our paper, again (3rd time this week)?

A shattered oven door. True.

Okay - let me back up a bit.

The floor was wet. I was putting the dishes away. I told the kids to get out of the kitchen. The dogs were tearing through the kitchen, around the island, getting under foot. I was yelling at them to leave. They do, but not before slamming into the back of my legs - causing my to lurch forward and toss the plate I was holding in the air.

The plate hit the oven door *just right* and smashed it to itty bitty teeny tiny pieces.

Suddenly, the house is quiet. Had I know that is all it would take....nevermind.

Jeff comes running. He gasps in horror. I am shocked. I mean, who knew this could happen? I knew it was glass - but to shatter like this? Wow.

It took forever to clean up. Know what is between the metal of the oven door and decorative glass? Insulation. That's it. You were wondering, weren't you?

Anyway, we were able to find a replacement door at Sears. Thank goodness. We thought we might have to get a whole new oven. 'Course, I would love a stainless steel gas oven..but I suspect now is not the time to bring that up. The dog caused this mishap, remember?

No wait. The snow caused this problem. Yes. The snow!


Friday, April 22, 2005


It is late April. Snow is expected this weekend. Really.

You don't need me to tell you how I feel, do you?

I didn't think so.

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Habemus Papam

The Catholic church has a new Pope. Joseph Cardinal Ratzinger. His name in the church will be Benedict XVI (Benedict = blessed.....XVI = 16)

While I am not Catholic, in fact, I have deep theological differences with the Catholic church -- I can respect the position and commitment.

Religion aside, the Pope has great impact on our world in general. Everything from political to fellowship. What a responsibility!

May the Pope follow Jesus's teachings and be blessed.

Monday, April 18, 2005

Satan must be playing hockey

How do I know? 'Cause it just got real cold in his hometown.

My little sister did something so unbelievable crazy, that I'm not even sure I can type about it? I'll do my best.
: smirk :
keep reading - but prepare yourself
Tena, are you reading this?
If you are, do you still love me?
Okay. The queen of "I will NEVER, and I mean, NEVER blank blank blank" is eating her humble pie today. It's probably covered in SuperMex salsa (am I right?)

Oh, I knew it would happen. I sat back and patiently waited. How did I know? I did the same thing almost 10 years ago! :: snicker ::
She owns a minivan now! HA! Tena drives a minivan. Tena drives a minivan.

It's okay, sweetie. I bet you still look like a hottie behind the wheel. Turn up the tunes, slip on your shades and go with the flow. It's all good.

Hugs to everyone.

Sunday, April 17, 2005

Let your voice be heard

Enough! Enough! Enough!

How many children are going to die before our society raises up and takes a stand?
Sarah Lunde, a beautiful 13 year old girl in Florida is gone. Her young life victimized beyond measure and tossed in a pond. Devastating.

These sexual felons will not change. They are predatory by nature. Why should we put the trust in them to register? And, once they do register - what then? Does a list of "bad" guys really keep us safe? I don't think so.

What is the answer? I'm not sure. I can say that the system we have now doesn't work. I don't think it is tough enough.

Life long confinement?
Life long ankle bracelets?
Death? (and for me to even utter that word is profound, considering I don't believe in the death penalty)

Do something for me? Do something for our children? Today, before you sign off your computer - look up your state representatives. Email them. All of them. Urge them to be your voice in making a change. If we don't protect our babies, who will?

For parents reading this -- protect your children with every fiber in your body. Know where they are every minute of every day. Do not leave them home alone. Know the people in your neighborhood.

I pray for warmth, peace and comfort for Sarah's family as they maneuver through this terrible tragedy.

Just call me Gomer Pyle

Yesterday was our annual 4H carnival, not to be confused with the annual 4H fair (where competition takes place).

The carnival is our biggest fund-raiser of the year. Each club sets up a game booth and the council hosts a chicken/fish fry. It is a nice time for all.

The two oldest girls helped with our club booth, constructing, organizing, etc.
Jeff kept the other children busy at home, in the yard. We had to replace 3 rose bushes that didn't survive winter and get the garden plot ready for tilling.

I, in a fit of weakness, volunteered to help in the kitchen. Normally I love to be around food. I love to prepare it and feed others. Yesterday I was handed rubber gloves, a brush and 125 pounds of potatoes to wash and scrub. AHHH! It took me almost 2 hours to get them all done. My aching back is still screaming at me. No. More. Potatoes. Ever. Each time I pass the 4H fairgrounds, my hands will scream in pain - this I know!

In the end though...the carnival was a huge success. I need to hunt down one of the club leaders that brought a banana cake w/ caramel frosting for the bake sale.
It was T E R R I F I C!
She needs to share - that is all there is to it! :: smile ::

Jeff took the girls to church this morning. I am home with the boys. They have colds. Jake's has moved into his chest (as usual) and he needs breathing treatments every 3 hours. Thankfully, it doesn't seem too harsh. I am praying he is much better by morning.

Sarah is going over to a friend's house after church. The kids and dad will play outside while I prepare our school lessons for the week. We were going to take all of April off -- but the girls are going a bit stir crazy, so it is time to pick up the books again. I look forward to starting the new curriculum I put in place. I think it will help me a lot.

Have a wonderful day! Love and hugs to all.

Thursday, April 14, 2005

This one's for the girls!

Hey listen girls. I wanted to share some of my favorite "get pretty" items. And let's face it, now that I am mid 30's...I need some tools for the trade!

While cleaning out my make-up/goodie baskets in the bathroom I got to thinking about what I *really* use in the pile o' mess. This is my list.

1. Tweezers. A good pair. Yes, spend more than $1.00 on them.
These come in handy for touch-ups in between waxing and/or threading sessions.

2. Bare Essentials powder foundation. Oh my goodness! I just discovered this angel sent product last fall. A girlfriend told me about it. Bless her.
I will *never* go back to liquid foundation. BE make-up leaves a soft, natural, clean looking face. The Mineral veil is mandatory - don't skimp in that area. It has a SPF 15, which is so important. Plus, it is all natural and you can sleep in it! Hey, that is incentive enough for me to spend my money. ::wink::

3. Noxema razors. They work. Enough said.

4. Neutrogena lip gloss. Nice consistency - no odd smell - great colors. My personal fave is Chic.

5. Maybelline Great Lash mascara. We all know about this pink/green wonder tube.

6. Suave Milk and Honey body wash. Ohh, so soft.

7. Dove shampoo and conditioner. Great value, smell and cleaning.

8. Bath and Body Winter Candy Apple lotion. Yummy! I stock up after Christmas when it is 50% off.

Yep, that about sums it up. Those are my staples. Notice all of the products to soften skin and take care of hair? Heh! What does that say about my current state of affairs?

Now that my computer is back to behaving, I will be updating the blog on a consistent basis (I hope). If you read this, drop me an email and let me know. I would love to hear from you. Sometimes I think, "Kim - you are just yammering away to yourself" -- which incidentally is not always a bad thing. At least no one talks back or whines in my face. :: smirk ::

Love and hugs.

Monday, April 11, 2005


::chanting:: I will not kick my computer I will not kick my computer I will not...

My computer is sick. It has a nasty virus. We've tried different applications to help, with little success. One of Jeff's friends at work likes to work on computers in his free time. If we can't get it fixed on our own - we will ship it over to his house. I'm just giving this silly information to everyone in case you don't "see" me online for a few days.

Blessings to you.

Friday, April 08, 2005

War of the mowers

Yes, spring is really here in our midst. Sure, the birds, daffodils, sunshine and warm air were a logical testimony to the calendar dates -- but I *know* it is spring now. Jeff is priming the lawn mower as I type. The man is going to mow the yard tomorrow. It is his secret goal to be the first in the culdesac to do this, though I think I saw the familiar gleam in our neighbor's eyes this morning. Dueling mowers?

To cement the cause even further, my husband came home with 10 large bags of mulch today. Remember, this here is mulch country. If you can't spread mulch over it -- tear it up! It isn't worth your time. After dinner, Jeff is going to the local nursery to look at trees. He wants to plant 2 more trees in the backyard. He is also finalizing plans for our new patio, which will require more plants to soften the brick edges - or so I am told.
I'm married to Mr. Green Jeans. (said with the greatest of affection)

There are two more girls in the house this weekend. Our close family friends from church were called away on ministry work this morning. We are watching their two youngest girls (7 and 11) until Monday. You wouldn't think so, but it really is quieter with the extra children here. They play so nicely together. They entertain one another. We'll see how they are by Sunday afternoon though..... :: smirk::

With that, I had better scoot. I have to get dinner ready for the whole gang.

Oh, remember -- we are rebellious Indiana. We are now on Central time. Just reminding you in case you want to call (hint, hint). That is 2 hours ahead of PST family and 1 hour behind EST family.

In regard to the time changes -- the Feds are getting fed up with us (as well as Arizona and Hawaii). I see big changes in store for the Hoosiers by this time next year. The cows are just gonna have to adjust! (For those that don't know --- one of the big reasons so many fight the time changes is because it will upset the cows schedules. Yes, really)

Love and hugs to all. Be blessed.

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Adventures with water

Water. It seems innocent enough.

We left early for swim team today so I could take the van through the carwash. Sounded like a super idea. Course, we all know what this means -- it will rain tonight.

We pull into Mike's and get in the long line. Everyone else has the same idea it seems.
I pay my money and put the van in neutral - prepared to get the van washed. The girls are excited. They love doing this.
The boys didn't particularly care for last summer's adventures at Mike's -- but it was a new season. I tell myself things will be better.

Yep. You guessed it. Screams of terror. Wails. "Mommmmmma Mommmaaaa" at the top of their lungs.

There was nothing I could do. We were inside the building with wild brushes everywhere. I tried turning up the music to their favorite song. I tried snacks. I tried talking to them. Emily hugged them. We tried reading a book. No go. My sons were miserable.

After eternity (5 minutes) - we escape the torture chamber. The boys are sniffing and gulping. Red faces and bulging eyes. My nerves are shot. Gracie is near tears because she didn't like to see her brothers so upset.

We pull into the Wendy's next door and I try to make amends with ice cream. Success.
As we drive past Mike's, I hear the boys mumble, "I don't like that place. Scary. Loud. No wash ever again."

Alrighty then. I've done damage today.

Oh wait - it gets better. I am having a lovely (ha!) day.
We get to the pool. The girls rush in to change and shower. The boys sit down with their ice cream and ignore me. :: sigh ::

I was talking with the other moms and watching the girls swim. I had just finished watching Gracie's group when I turned my attention to Emily. Out of the corner of my eye I see a white flash. I look over. The lifeguard is in the pool. Immediately I stand up and start counting heads. There is Emily. There is Sarah. There is Paige. There is --- wait! Grace! Where is Gracie?!

In the arms of the lifeguard. I race over to the pool and meet them. She is okay. She had lost her kickboard and was struggling to stay above water. Her teacher was right there, but was assisting a child learning to tread water. It happened in a split second. The lifeguard got to her before she went under so we really are talking seconds here. Praise God.

We got her calmed down (she was breathing so hard...fighting back the tears). The lifeguard and I agreed that she needed to get back in the water though, otherwise fear would win for a very long time. We sat with her, calmed her down and prayed over her. She got back in the water. So brave.

I had to fill out an incident report and talk to the teacher (who felt positively horrible).
Everything is okay. More praises.

Of course, I get out to the van and promptly begin to cry. Sensory overload for mom.

Guess where Gracie and Paige are now? In my tub, with goggles on - blowing bubbles and being fish.

Kids. They bounce back!

Blueprint of life

I am hearing a lot of picking and choosing going on when it comes to the Bible and church.

I can understand how it happens. It feels better. It is easier.
I'll be honest -- I've been tempted more than once. I've strayed a few times.
Then I remember what our Pastor says on a constant basis. "What does the Bible say?"

The Bible teachings are not like a cafeteria, where you can pick and choose what to believe. Being a follower of Jesus isn't always easy. It stretches you. It makes you think. You have to make tough choices. The reward is always within reach.

The Lord smiles when we please Him - just as our own earthly parents smile at their children. I know God's love is unconditional. Join me in reading God's blueprint for life. He isn't going to change, but we will. Praises!

Now, pass me a tray and point me in the direction of dessert. :: smile ::

Spring has officially spring in Hoosier-ville. We should have 75 degree weather today. I am beyond happy!

Monday, April 04, 2005

Ways to connect.

I love practical sermons. Love them!

I thought I would share my notes from church yesterday.
It was "Six ways to connect with people".

1. Be courageous and take the initiative. Do not allow fear to dictate your actions.

2 Timothy 1:7

2. Be considerate of other's needs.
Philippians 2:4
When we focus on others, our needs are met.
Col 3:13
Proverbs 17:9

3. Be constructive with your words.
Eph. 4:29
Our most dangerous tool is the mouth

4. Be candid about relational difficulties.
Prov. 24:26
An honest answer is the sign of a true friendship
a. compliment in public, correct in private
b. correct when people are up, not down
c. don't correct unless you want correction
Anger comes when you feel helpless and/or cornered.

5. Keep confidences.
Proverbs 11:13
The Lord feels so strongly about gossip - he made a commandment for it.

6. Be committed to the relationship.
Proverbs 17:17
Proverbs 18:24

Be blessed.

P.S. A great big HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my baby bro, Jason. We love you.

Saturday, April 02, 2005

The Pope is with the Lord. Glory

Enjoy your rewards, John Paul II.

Life matters.

I think an important lesson can be found in the Pope's current state.

Life matters.
Life matters when you are formed in your mother's womb.
Life matters when you are small and dependent.
Life matters when you are ill and in need of care.
Life matters when you can not speak for yourself and are at the mercy of others.
Life matters when you have done something wrong and face the consequences.
Life matters.

I pray that the Pope is surrounded with peace and clarity in his final hours. He is a great man. He is also a good man. You can't say that about many "great" men.

Regardless of your religious affiliations, the Pope is a wonderful teacher.
Allow his spoken words (said this morning) to sit in your soul,
"I am happy, be it yourselves as well."

Let us live each moment.

Friday, April 01, 2005

Bible readings this morning

I have been reading the book of Acts the past couple weeks.
This morning, I asked for His direction in my reading. He led me to Matthew 5:21 - 22

You have heard that is was said to the people long ago, "Do not murder, and anyone who murders will be subject to judgment". But I tell you that anyone who is angry with his brother will be subject to judgment. Again, anyone who says to his brother, "Raca" (idiot)
is answerable to the Sanhedrin. But anyone who says, "you fool" will be in danger on the fire of hell.

I spent several moments in quiet prayer. Admittedly, I felt anger and sorrow yesterday.
I have so many questions, but no answers. Then it came to me -- I am not supposed to understand everything. The Lord gave us free will, but He still knows our ultimate path. That is comforting. He asked me, "Kim, where is your faith"

Today I choose faith. I choose forgiveness. I choose love.

How about you? What do you want today?

P.S. I pray for the Pope's clarity and peace as he transitions to his heavenly home. I am not Catholic, but I respect a humble, peaceful and God loving man such as the Pope.