Love Love Love

I love my wife, my kiddo, our dog, and most of all...MY LIFE! I couldn't ask for anything more than what I already have. I get to spend time with those that love me, while doing the things that I love!!!


I think we all need to hear this and be reminded

I found this while I was blog hopping through different Not Me! Monday posts today. I think this is something we all need to read. I know it made me sit up and look around. I found it The Stanfield Journey and was very impressed. Go check out her blog. :-) Have a great Monday.

Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer- Cleveland, OH

To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me.

It is the most-requested column I've ever written. My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:

1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.

2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.
19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.
25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive everyone everything.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.
30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.
35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we’d grab ours back.
41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
42. The best is yet to come.
43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
44. Yield.
45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.

Not Me! Monday

Welcome to this week's edition of Not Me! Monday. This is where we get off our chest all the things that we don't want to admit that may have actually happened to us last week. This blog carnival was started by MckMama. Head on over to her site and check out what everyone else DIDN'T DO last week. Enjoy!!!

I did not curse at my daughter's father when I finally got to speak to my daughter on Saturday after not getting to talk to her for 9 days. I would never lose my cool like that and I would never curse at another person out of sheer frustration. I am the epitome of cool, calm, and collected.

I did not leave a load of towels in the washer. For one two days. TWICE. That would mean I was super forgetful. And that would also lead to the conclusion that I still have not done the rest of the laundry in the room that needs to be done.

I have not blogged in Not Me Monday every single week about my lack of doing the laundry. This is not because I despise laundry.

I did not sit down Friday night after doing my workout and eat a pint of orange sherbet. I did not justify this to myself by saying, out loud, that the container says FAT FREE on it.

I did not skip my workouts this weekend. I absolutely do not feel it this morning.

I did not consider sleeping with my daughter in her bed last night because I missed her so much. I did not consider bringing her into my bed to sleep with me because I missed her so much. I did not just opt to put her in her own bed and settle for checking on her several times during the night.

I have not avoided packing thus far. I do not intend to procrastinate for at least another week before I start packing.

I am not counting down to my birthday already. (Which is in 15 days in case you were curious.)

I am not nearing my 100th post. And I have not been considering a giveaway of some sorts to celebrate my 100th post.

That's it for now. Come back sometime! I always enjoy the company.



MY BABY CALLED ME THIS MORNING AND THEY WERE ON THEIR WAY BACK TO TEXAS. Well, actually, my daughter's father called me. And I got to speak to my baby. For five whole minutes. Which is longer than the combined time that I have spoken to her since she left my arms Friday night, the 12th, to get on the airplane to Texas. She has been too busy "at her great grandmother's house. Who is very old." She said she had a lot of fun. And she wants to be at my house. Poor baby. And she sounds so grown up. I think her speaking is more clear than two weeks ago. She sounds like a grown person speaking to me on the phone. It was very sad. I definitely got tears in my eyes. BUT...she will be back here with me tomorrow night. I pick her and her father up from the airport at 10 pm. I am so excited. I have missed her so much. :-)

We had the home inspection on Thursday. The house passed with flying colors. The only things that need to be done to the house are cosmetic. Change the horrible maroon carpet and paint in the downstairs. Touch up the paint on all the walls. Clean. Mop. Vacuum. Scrub. And...powerwash the siding. Now we are just waiting on the rest of the paperwork. And the closing. So now starts the fun (NOT) part of packing. But, actually I am kind of looking forward to it. I think I am going to take this opportunity to go through Lorelli's clothes and toys and things to get a big donation together for our babysitter's church. I need to make room for clothes that actually fit her. And why would I pack things that we don't need. I have devised a system that I think is going to work. I am going to start with the kitchen and the bathrooms. After that is packed I will move on to the linen closets. After the linen closets, I will pack mine and Rob's desks and the miscellaneous computer parts we (HE) has lying all around. When that is done, I will move on to the pantry, where I will pack up all my erroneous kitchen appliances (and there are many), which kinda makes me sad because that means there will be no more baking extravaganzas until after the move. Ahh....such is life. We also have to buy a refrigerator and a stove. This is all too exciting for me. I can not wait to get moved and situated.


Honesty Tag

So, my new bloggy/tweety friend has tagged me. I am supposed to tell you 10 HONEST things about myself that you may (or may not) find interesting. So here goes....

The Rules:

(1) Thank the person who nominated you for this award {that would be me}

(2) Copy the logo and place it on your blog.

(3) Link to the person who nominated you for this award.

(4) Name 10 things about yourself that people might find interesting.

(5) Nominate 10 Honest Scrap Bloggers.

(6) Post links to the 10 blogs you nominate.

(7) Leave a comment on each of the blogs, letting them know they have been nominated.


1. I am *slightly* OCD. I live strongly by the adage : a place for everything and everything in its place. Now - you would think that this means that my house is spotless. Do not fret. It is SO not. But, I do have specific places for EVERYTHING. And I can tell when you have turned something or moved something in my home.

2. I had a child in high school and gave him up for adoption. It was the best decision I could have ever made for him. It also breaks my heart. It is the worst pain a person could ever knowingly cause themselves. It is also the the most joy any person could ever give another person.

3. I am a natural blonde. I have not had blonde hair in over 10 years...but I am a blonde. I like my hair red. I think it looks better that way. And I have had just about every color variation of red that there is out there.

4. I am still friends with all of my ex-es. Some of them more than others. But, I still comminucate with the majority of them on a regular basis.

5. I can not whistle. Not for the life of me. Never have been able to. Never will be able to. I have tried. And tried. AND TRIED!!!!

6. I am addicted to my new phone, the touch pro. I do everything on it. I tweet. I blog. I check email. I play Uno. I play The Sims. I surf the web. I take pictures. The one thing I rarely do on my phone, though, is TALK ON IT!!! I rarely use my phone AS A PHONE!!! It is sad, I know.

7. I love words. I love the way they sound coming off the tongue. I want to own this book : The Highly Selective Dictionary for the Extraordinarily Literate. I am enamored by its author, Eugene Ehrlich, who was called a "word connoisseur" when he died. I want to be a word connoisseur.

8. I love salt. OHMIGOD I LOVE SALT!!! I know I am a woman and therefore am supposed to love chocolate...but give me salt any day. You could easily become my new best friend.

**This is more difficult than I thought it would be - just FYI**

9. I am a Texas born, Colorado and Texas raised, Georgia resident who longs to move back to Colorado and raise my daughter. I love the idea of four seasons. I love the cold. I love the mountains. I love love love snow.

10. I have the best friends that anyone can ask for. They do not judge. They support me in my endeavors. They laugh when I laugh. They cry when I cry. They are happy for me. They are sad with me. And if you are reading are quite probably one of the people that I consider myself lucky to have in my life.

My nominations are as follows (Do I even have 10 bloggy friends that havent been nomiated already?):

1. MrsWorm - this is my bestest friend in the whole wide world - she has known me since I was 12
2. Snapdragon - her mind is just as random as mine - but she is way smarter - and funnier
3. Twinkle - another good friend from high school - loving that the internet brings us back people that we thought were lost
4. DrahDrah - a new bloggy friend that I am thoroughly enjoying getting to know
5. Kelly - mother of two adopted brothers - art teacher - someone I didn't think I would be friends with after high school - but glad now that I am :-)
6. Rita - another new bloggy friend who is HILARIOUS and pregnant- with two children already
7. Jennifer - living with Lyme Disease - and trying to spread the awareness to all that she comes in contact with
8. BottlesBarbies&Boys - author of a blog I used to read - then lost - and have recently found again
9. Lynnette - An incredibly uplifting and spiritual blog to read and join in. Incredible photography skills, mother to many
10. I have drawn a blank here - hopefully it doesn't bring me bad luck - all my other good bloggy friends are alreayd nominated by the person that nominated me or the person that nominated her. :-(


Because a kid lives here

Lynette Kraft started this little fun today and I am going to join in because everyone knows that I love sharing pics of my wee one (who is not so wee anymore). Join in. Post some pics and then visit her site and post your blog.

I was home with a migraine this day and my daughter was trying to be uber quiet for me. This is what I opened my eyes to find. She told me she was looking for houses.

This was my mother's Christmas present. Since she lives in Texas and we are here in Georgia, she has not gotten to see all the LITTLE moments in my daughter's life.
This was my daughter's father's mother's (would have been my MIL) Christmas present.

This was shortly after my child said she was not tired and she was a big girl and she didn't want to take a nap.

This is what happens when you leave children upstairs by themselves and when asked they say they are "doing nothing."



WOW! I just had to tell you guys that for the first time, I made it all the way through my workout dvd. I know it is only 25 minutes. But it is a tough 25 minutes. Today was the cardio kickbox by jillian michaels.

Like I have said before. I am not in shape at all. Doing these workouts shows me that. But I am determined to GET in shape. I want to be able to get through this workout completely. I DID make it through this workout. All 25 minutes of it. But I didn't do all of every exercise. I tried. I pushed myself. I did most of the reps for each exercise, but some of the exercises I only did 8 reps to their 10, 17 to their 20, or 25 to their 30. But I did every exercise. And I think that is what I will do when I start the series over again tomorrow. I will do every exercise, but maybe cut down on the # of reps that I do. I really want to succeed. And you guys encouragement has been awesome. Thanks so much!!!!!

Not Me! Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday. I am excited this week to tell you that there were NOT a dozen things that I didn't do this week. You will NOT be laughing at me/with me for this one. Click on the button above and head on over to MckMama's page to find out what she and so many others are NOT doing. Join in the fun if you want. It will make you feel better about Mondays. Promise. :-)

I did NOT start the Jillian Michaels workout this past week that was so tough I could only make it through half of the workout a day. It is most definitely not a mere 20 minute video that I was only able to make 12 minutes into without almost dying. That would be silly. I would never be THAT out of shape.

If I had been that out of shape I would definitely not have blogged about it here. Nor would I have tweeted about it. Nor would I have posted on my Facebook about it. Or maybe I would have. hhhmmmmmm

If I had been silly enough to post all over the world wide web about my inability to make it all the way through a 20 minute dvd workout then I most definitely would not have told my boyfriend that there was no way I was going to do my workout with him in the room. If the www can know I am out of shape...I would imagine my boyfriend would know. He does see me every day. He does pinch my fat on a regular basis.

If I had told my boyfriend that I could not workout with him in the room, I then would not have waited until he went somewhere else entirely, out of the house, to do it. As I said above. He knows who I am. He knows what I am. And he still loves me. :-)

I did not forget that Friday was my sister's birthday. This is not because I rarely talk to her. This is also not because every time I do talk to her she gets on my every nerve and I want to slap her for saying the most ridiculous things in the world. From 900 miles away. Because she lives at home. With our parents. And her two kids. And the three dogs.

I did not find four new (to me) totally awesome blogs to follow. I am not totally enveloped by them and have not checked them once twice several times daily. Lucky for me these women are not as addicted to blogging as I am and did not give me new blogs to read. :-) You can not check them out by looking in my right hand side bar and clicking on the links there.

I did not go through the clean laundry that had not been accumulating in the chaise lounge in the bedroom and separate into his, hers and mine laundry baskets. Those laundry baskets are not still full of clean laundry that needs to be put away. Those laundry baskets will not still be there later this week and probably into the weekend. If you read my NMM very regularly you will not notice a recurring them of laundry in just about every single one of them. This would imply that I abhor laundry and, of course, I do not.

I did not stay home sick from work on Friday and then go out with a girlfriend for Margaritas and Sangria and fajitas. And if I had gone on said outing I would not have combined cold medicine and alcohol without entirely thinking through the consequences. One of those consequences would not have been that I felt the effects of my first drink before even consuming the entire thing. And one effect of said alcohol consumption would not have resulted in my friend and I having a loud rather questionable conversation about out love lives that definitely did not cause the people sitting in the booth behind us to turn around and look at us once twice several times.


That is all I have for now. Check back later. I am sure there will be more to blog about. :-)



My baby called me again from Mexico. Now I am really missing her. The first week was a little nice, but now I want my little snuggler back. I miss bedtime and I miss waking her up in the morning and listening to her little motormouth run. I know just a few days after she gets back I will once again have had my fill....but right now wish she was back already. And I still have a week to wait.

I think I got a summer cold. Or something. My throat is sore. And itchy. And I am coughing. And it sucks. Who gets a cold when its 100 degrees outside? Ridiculous. So, what do I do about it? I stayed home from work on Friday and slept the day away. Then I went out for dinner and drinks w my good friend, Nini.

I have not hung out w Nini in what feels like a whole lifetime. But its only been a couple months. She is busy working and being a new wife and raising her 1 yr old. I am busy looking for houses and being a mom and working a little bit. There just has been no time. And when there was time there was no energy. We had good conversation. I filled her in on all of the crazy goings on in my life that she has missed. She did the same w me and we just enjoyed our time together. We promised that it wouldnt be another three months before we hung out again. This should be an easy promise considering....

OUR OFFER WAS ACCEPTED ON THE HOUSE and come August we will live only 10 or 15 minutes from each other. So, needless to say, I am so excited. We are going to have a house. With 4 bedrooms. And 3 full baths. And 3 floors. And a big kitchen. And a yard for my daughter to play in. WOOOWOOOO!!!!YIPPEEEEEE!!!! Can u tell that I am happy? Now comes the less fun part of getting the house appraised and inspected and all of that grownup responsible stuff. Blah! But the end result will be us getting a beautiful house that we love and will be in for a while.


Missing my kiddo


Well, actually, that is not entirely true. She has been in Mexico since Saturday with her daddy. She will be gone another week and a half. She will be back on the 28th. I officially miss her now. It has been nice to sleep later in the morning because I don't have to get her. It has been nice to come home at night and do whatever I want and not have to be MOMMY.

Not having to be MOMMY has allowed me to start a workout routine. I can't really call it a routine yet because I have only done it for two nights. But it will be a routine. I am determined. And trust me.....this workout has kicked my butt. I am way too big and way too our of shape to NOT be doing this. I finally made the decision to JUST DO IT. (Like Nike LOL) I am sore from the arm exercises more than from the leg exercises. But, like I said, it will be a routine. And I will make it through the whole thing. And I will get into shape and start losing weight. I have ultimate goals in mind, but right now my goal is to make it through the entire 3 DVDs I have (they go together) and to be able to do it without dying. It may sound silly to you...but I have not worked out since after my back surgery. And those of you that know me know that was almost 10 years ago. I have done little workouts at the apartment gyms when I lived there, but no true hard core I want to lose size and poundage workouts. WISH ME LUCK!!
On a different note, we put a bid in on a house. You may be tired of us looking for houses, I sure am. But we went on a 2 month hiatus. We found what we think is a perfect house. For us. Yesterday, they sent us back a counter offer. And then, shortly after that, they took back their counter offer and said we had to put in a new offer because there were now multiple offers on the property. So we did that. Now we are playing the waiting game again. Keep your fingers crossed for us. We are ready to own and stop throwing away our VERY hard earned money.



I have not posted for this photo contest in quite sometime so I thought I would check it out and join in the fun. This week's them is Sepia Tones. I hope I was able to choose the right pictures. These are two of my very favorite pictures. Head on over to the I Heart Faces website and check out the other submissions. Just click on the banners in my post.

This pic of my baby was about a year ago - when her face was much more chubby and she still looked like my little baby, instead of the little girl she is growing into.

This is a picture of a very very good friend of mine. We realized one day that we didn't have any pictures together and decided to remedy that in a local pizza parlor. I think we both look beautiful in this picture and I love it.


Not Me! Monday

Welcome to Not ME! Monday. This blog carnival was started by MckMama so that she (and we) could get off of our chest all the crazy things that happen in our lives. On this occasion we may get off of our chests all the things that we did that maybe we wish we hadn't. Click the link above and head on over to her web page and join in the fun.

I did not start writing my Not Me! from my cell phone in my bed at 12:01 a.m. when I could not go to sleep.

I did not eat a whole pint of chocolate paradise ice cream for snack yesterday while lying on the couch with my hair in a towel watching a Lifetime Channel Original movie in my pajamas. That is just way too much laziness for one woman. Especially for one who does not particularly care for chocolate. I most certainly did not get a stomach ache and head ache very soon afterwards because I am not allergic to milk and have not been allergic to milk since I was in grade school.

I am not trying to find a way to get a disk with the proofs of my daughter's recital costume pictures to avoid having to pay $15 for each 4*6 photo that I want.

I did not get excited for a two week vacation from my child while she is in Rio Verde in Mexico with her daddy.

I do not miss her already.

I did not go to the grocery store after meat and salad makings only to spend $200 and buy a little bit of everything.

I did not tell my boyfriend to put the cookies back on the shelf because I could make him cookies that would taste so much better. I also did not fail to make said white chocolate macadamia cookies this weekend. This is not solely because I did NOT find macadamia nuts at the grocery store.

I did not go without makeup for a whole week last week. Those that know me know that idea is unheard of in my vocabulary.

Daniel's Gloves

Every so often something comes along in our lives that we are compelled to share with those close to us. This is one of those things that I feel must be shared. My faith has been tested numerous times over the past 6 years. I have been angry. I have been lost. I have been confused. I have struggled. But I have realized that when you give all of this emotion up to HIM that you can survive through anything that HE has placed in front of you. He does not "set us up to fail." Please read through this and share as you feel moved to do so.

An Anonymous Story called "Daniel's Gloves" (Author Unknown or is it? Please. Read on.)

I sat, with two friends, in the picture window of a quaint restaurant just off the corner of the town-square. The food and the company were both especially good that day.

As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street. There, walking into town, was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, 'I will work for food.' My heart sank.

I brought him to the attention of my friends and noticed that others around us had stopped eating to focus on him. Heads moved in a mixture of sadness and disbelief.

We continued with our meal, but his image lingered in my mind. We finished our meal and went our separate ways. I had errands to do and quickly set out to accomplish them. I glanced toward the town square, looking somewhat halfheartedly for the strange visitor. I was fearful, knowing that seeing him again would call some response. I drove through town and saw nothing of him. I made some purchases at a store and got back in my car.

Deep within me, the Spirit of God kept speaking to me: 'Don't go back to the office until you've at least driven once more around the square.'

Then with some hesitancy, I headed back into town. As I turned the square's third corner, I saw him. He was standing on the steps of the store front church, going through his sack.

I stopped and looked; feeling both compelled to speak to him, yet wanting to drive on. The empty parking space on the corner seemed to be a sign from God: an invitation to park. I pulled in, got out and approached the town's newest visitor.

'Looking for the pastor?' I asked.

'Not really,' he replied, 'just resting.'

'Have you eaten today?'

'Oh, I ate something early this morning.'

'Woul d you like to have lunch with me?'

'Do you have some work I could do for you?'

'No work,' I replied 'I commute here to work from the city, but I would like to take you to lunch.'

'Sure,' he replied with a smile.

As he began to gather his things,I asked some surface questions. Where you headed?'

' St. Louis '

'Where you from?'

'Oh, all over; mostly Florida ..'

'How long you been walking?'

'Fourteen years,' came the reply.

I knew I had met someone unusual. We sat across from each other in the same restaurant I had left earlier. His face was weathered slightly beyond his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an eloquence and articulation that was startling. He removed his jacket to reveal a bright red T-shirt that said, 'Jesus is The Never Ending Story.'

Then Daniel's story began to unfold. He had seen rough times early in life. He'd made some wrong choices and reaped the consequences. Fourteen years earlier, while backpacking across the country, he had stopped on the beach in Daytona. He tried to hire on with some men who were putting up a large tent and some equipment. A concert, he thought.

He was hired, but the tent would not house a concert but revival services, and in those services he saw life more clearly. He gave his life over to God

'Nothing's been the same since,' he said, 'I felt the Lord telling me to keep walking, and so I did, some 14 years now.'

'Ever think of stopping?' I asked.

'Oh, once in a while, when it seems to get the best of me. But God has given me this calling. I give out Bibles That's what's in my sack. I work to buy food and Bibles, and I give them out when His Spirit leads.'

I sat amazed. My homeless friend was not homeless. He was on a mission and lived this way by choice. The question burned inside for a moment and then I asked: 'What's it like?'


'To walk into a town carrying all your things on your back and to show your sign?'

'Oh, it was humiliating at first. People would stare and make comments. Once someone tossed a piece of half-eaten bread and made a gesture that certainly didn't make me feel welcome. But then it became humbling to realize that God was using me to touch lives and change people's concepts of other folks like me.'

My concept was changing, too. We finished our dessert and gathered his things. Just outside the door, he paused He turned to me and said, 'Come Ye blessed of my Father and inherit the kingdom I've prepared for you. For when I was hungry you gave me food, when I was thirsty you gave me drink, a stranger and you took me in.'

I felt as if we were on holy ground. 'Could you use another Bible?' I asked.

He said he preferred a certain translation. It traveled well and was not too heavy. It was also his personal favorite. 'I've read through it 14 times,' he said.

'I'm not sure we've got one of those, but let's stop by our church and see.' I was able to find my new friend a Bible that would do well, and he seemed very grateful.

'Where are you headed from here?' I asked.

'Well, I found this little map on the back of this amusement park coupon.'

'Are you hoping to hire on there for awhile?'

'No, I just figure I should go there. I figure someone under that star right there needs a Bible, so that's where I'm going next.'

He smiled, and the warmth of his spirit radiated the sincerity of his mission. I drove him back to the town-square where we'd met two hours earlier, and as we drove, it started raining. We parked and unloaded his things.

'Would you sign my autograph book?' he asked. 'I like to keep messages from folks I meet.'

I wrote in his little book that his commitment to his calling had touched my life. I encouraged him to stay strong. And I left him with a verse of scripture from Jeremiah, 'I know the plans I have for you, declared the Lord, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you; Plans to give you a future and a hope.'

'Thanks, man,' he said. 'I know we just met and we're really just strangers, but I love you.'

'I know,' I said, 'I love you, too.' 'The Lord is good!'

'Yes, He is. How long has it been since someone hugged you?' I asked.

A long time,' he replied

And so on the busy street corner in the drizzling rain, my new friend and I embraced, and I felt deep inside that I had been changed. He put his things on his back, smiled his winning smile and said, 'See you in the New Jerusalem.'

'I'll be there!' was my reply.

He began his journey again.. He headed away with his sign dangling from his bedroll and pack of Bibles. He stopped, turned and said, 'When you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?'

'You bet,' I shouted back, 'God bless.'

'God bless.' And that was the last I saw of him.

Late that evening as I left my office, the wind blew strong. The cold front had settled hard upon the town. I bundled up and hurried to my car. As I sat back and reached for the emergency brake, I saw them... a pair of well-worn brown work gloves neatly laid over the length of the handle. I picked them up and thought of my friend and wondered if his hands would stay warm that night without them.

Then I remembered his words: 'If you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?'

Today his gloves lie on my desk in my office. They help me to see the world and its people in a new way, and they help me remember those two hours with my unique friend and to pray for his ministry. 'See you in the New Jerusalem,' he said.. Yes, Daniel, I know I will...

'I shall pass this way but once. Therefore, any good that I can do or any kindness that I can show, let me do it now, for I shall not pass this way again.'

This prayer is powerful and there is nothing attached. Let's continue to pray for one another. God bless and have a nice day!

'Father, I ask you to bless my friends, relatives and e-mail buddies reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask you to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them your peace and mercy. Where there is self-doubt, release a renewed confidence through your grace, In Jesus' precious Name. Amen.'



Not Me! Monday

Welcome to this week's edition of Not ME! Monday. Head on over to MckMama's page to check out what everyone else DIDN'T do last week. Join us if you want. It makes it so much easier to get on NOT doing things this week when you can 'fess up and get everything off your chest.

I did NOT ask my boyfriend to buy me a new dress for the wedding that we attended on Saturday. He did NOT ignore my request completely.

I did not take two long naps this weekend just because I could.

I do not have gnats flying around my kitchen that somehow are coming up from the garbage disposal. I also am not totally frustrated with this and do not totally feel like a dirty person for having bugs flying around my kitchen.

I did not send in my financial aid information to the local college before sending them my application for admission.

I did not eat nachos for lunch on Sunday because that is what I wanted.

I did not tell Lorelli to go back to bed three times in one night when she came in my room to tell me she was itchy all over only to wake up the next morning to find maybe she really was itchy because she was definitely NOT covered in mosquito bites from going and looking at houses with us the night before.

I did not let laundry pile up again so much that not only does Lorelli not have any more clean panties, but I do not believe that I am down to the last clean cami.

I have not been talking about going to the gym for so long that I even I am tired of hearing me talk about it while seeing no action.

I did not cry as I watched my little grown up three year old get her pictures taken in full makeup in her recital costume.

That's all she wrote, folks. I am sure there was more....but that's all I can recall right now. Have a wonderful week and check back often. :-)