Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Pic of the Day:Snow

Watching the Snow
Creative Snow Gear
Playing with the Cousins

Playing with Willie in the Snow

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Pic of the Day: I Am Still Craftyetty

O.k. so I have been staring at two very ugly brown chairs for 4 years now thinking that I need to recover and paint them. They were ugly brown metal and ugly brown vinyl. Now they are pretty colors and at least I can stand to look at them! I am still crafty even though I don't get to do it as much as I would like. By the way, it took me about ten minutes per chair. That's not bad.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Pic of the Day: My Valentine's Gift That I Did Not Expect That Did Not Come On Valentine's Day Of COurse

I love gifts when you least expect them. So funny that I rarely expect a gift for Valentine's Day. Which is probably why my silly husband gave it to me then. This is my beautiful heart that he made with his own two hands. It says "adored". I adore him. Have a wonderful Valentine's Day! By the way, I gave him ice cream. He likes it...really!

Pic of the Day: My Valentine

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Pic of the Day: My Valentine

O.k. I don't want anyone to be completely offended but me and David as a rule do not celebrate Valentine's Day. It's a long story and I really don't want to drag you through it so just know we are not unfeeling , horrible people. We do celebrate love though. David really is the great love of my life. We love each other every day through the good times and bad. He is my Valentine every day we wake up. He was my best friend when I was 15, wait let's go back.... I have known David since I was 2 years old. My parents went to a church and that is how we met. We have just always been. We have not always been close but I remember almost every moment that I spent with him as a child. He is in some of my best and most embarrassing memories. You know the ones that you hit your head in the shower about to this day . Sometimes he caused the embarrassment, but he never meant me harm. We became friends my freshman year of high school, one of the best years of my life. All of us in our tiny little class laughed a lot that year and just got along. It was so awesome. It doesn't always happen that way. Anyway, David and I got to be good friends. He was sweet and charming in a nerdy way. He made me laugh. Which is huge to me. Shortly after my freshman year ended I learned we were moving to the desolate tundra of Minnesota. It devastated me but as I always do I adapted to it and grew to view it as an adventure full of new possibilities. Little did I know I would freeze for the next three years, but I still made wonderful friends that I still have to this day.
Before I left for Minnesota, David and all my best friends took me out for one last hurrah in Texas. We watched movies and looked at the stars and laughed a lot.
David dropped everyone off before he took me home. As we stood on my front porch he took my hands in his and looked into my eyes. He said," Jodi, I normally don't tell people that I will pray for them but I promise that I will pray for you everyday." When I moved, I had other boyfriends and forgot about that promise that he made me but he did not. He would call me every two weeks without fail and he prayed for me every day. SO from the time I was fifteen years old my husband has prayed for me everyday. Even before he knew that he would be mine and I would be his. That means that my husband, David, has been praying for me for 6570 days give or take a few or easier 18 years. He has been faithful, Godly,loving, romantic, funny,encouraging and my best friend for 18 years. That is why he is my Valentine. I love you David!

Friday, February 5, 2010

Heather Rocks!!!

This pic is of Heather and her two beautful girls Bella and Evie. She is one of my surrogate sisters that I adopted when I became friends with Cari, my bestest friend (she is Cari's sister). Anyway Heather designed this blog layout for me and I am kind of creeped out by it. Oh it's beautiful and all. I am just trying to figure out how Heather got into my head a designed a blog that was the most me blog I have ever seen. Kinda freaky if you ask me. No, all jokes aside, Heather you rocked out my blog and I thank you for it.Love you!

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Pic of the Day: Calling

Tonight we were driving home from Church, a wonderful class my daughter Lili goes to that teaches her how to be Christlike. While driving home, Lili, my middle angel, just started talking about another country. She started discussing the underground churches in this country. She elaborated in such detail about this certain people that i asked her where she heard of underground churches etc. She told me school. Then she went on to say that God had called her to be a missionary to this certain people. I asked when. She told me 2009. She elaborated, He told her Himself in her heart that she was to go to this certain country and be a missionary. She said it with such conviction that , even now, I am protective about putting the name of this country on my blog for fear that it could come back to bite her one day. As we drove on in silence, I found tears pouring down my cheeks. I have always known that she was special. She has always been God's girl. Her heart has always been His. He really does speak to her. She was the one who would be talking to no one in her room at 18 months old and when we would ask her about it, she would say she had been talking to an angel.
Right now, I am writing this through tears. Partly because I am so proud of her I could burst and partly because I am a mom and my protective nature runs to the very core of me. However, I know there will come a day when my angels have to go and do what God asks. I am not ready for that day yet but I know when that day comes I will be. Before I finished this blog I went to Lili and told her how proud I was of her. Not for being a missionary or anything like that, but just for being her. I said it all through my tears and just held her. She hugged me back and I realized that she had been crying too. I asked her why. Her reply: " Because I know that I am doing the right thing."
That is not a six year old answer.