Monthly Archives: February 2012

I Wonder If You Know Him


Initially I had reservations about posting this on my blog.  I worried about offending my non-Christian readers.  However, then I realized…  In following MY Christian Faith, I can’t be afraid about offending my Christian readers.  I need to share my beliefs, and hope that my message will touch someone who needs to be brought closer to, and hopefully into a relationship with, Jesus.

On the way to service, Dave and I were listening to K-Love as we usually do at home, in the car, and at work.  This reminded me to tell Dave about the K-Love NASCAR car.  Yes, I’m a NASCAR fan.  I have been since shortly after moving to Ohio eight years ago.  Anyway, it excites me that someone donated the funds to make a K-Love car possible. (See below)

I believe this car may sometimes also be the I Am Second car.   I heard about I Am Second earlier this year while reading a blog.  Written by her family, the blog tells readers about the recovery efforts surrounding Lauren Scruggs, a model and blogger who was seriously injured shortly before Christmas 2011 after walking into a set of active airplane propellers.

I am Second Wristbands

Lauren’s mom, Cheryl, praises Jesus in almost every post, and it was her mention of I Am Second that led me to the site.  Immediately after finding out what the site was about, I knew I had to support them.  Today, Dave and I both wear wristbands 24/7, and I am glad that I ordered six, as I have already turned mine over four times.  I think it’s time to order more.  I AM second.  God is first.

At service this morning, Pastor Nick discussed carrying our crosses.  It was a very strong message.  As a Christian we need to cast aside any parts of our lives, whether they be people, material objects, desires, etc. that lead us away from our Christianity.  We need to carry our cross, and carry it proudly.  We can’t hide our necklaces under our shirts, or be afraid to say “God Bless You”.

Before service started, our church’s media director showed us the commercial the church is preparing for its Easter service.  Ginghamsburg Church will be hosting a BIG unified church service at the University of Dayton’s Arena on Easter Sunday.  All of Dayton is invited.  I’m very excited.  I’m sure the electricity in the air will be phenomenal.

Here’s the commercial…

When I arrived home, I thought a video we shown at service months ago.  After a quick search on Youtube I found it.  I Wonder If You Know Him.

36 Days to Go…


And I’m just now finalizing the wedding invitations.  No, I didn’t procrastinate.  And I definitely don’t have cold feet.  But these things are kicking my creative butt!

First I tried to design my own version of this invite using Photoshop.  Yes, I borrowed a design.  At $4 a pop for these invites because there are such a small quantity being ordered,  I/we couldn’t justify the expense.  I thought I could make my own version and get them printed at Walmart on photo paper.  When I uploaded the “picture” to Walmart’s site, however, it warned me that the resolution was too low.  I ordered one anyway, but without even picking it up (yet) I decided I better look for another option.

I think I found one.

This design, found at is both affordable and quirky, like us.  The only hesitation I have is that my best childhood friend has a thing about photo booths with her husband, and they had a photo booth theme on their Save the Dates two (or three?) years ago.  Hopefully she won’t mind my borrowing from her.

Finding pictures to use has been difficult.  With all the pictures we take, we have surprisingly few of the two of us together.  In the next year we’re going to have to be sure to take many more of us together.  The people in the pictures to the left ARE us.

The bottom of my wedding dress...

Did I mention I knit my wedding dress?  It only took a month…  If you take a look at my profile picture (for the moment) I’m wearing it there.  Or…  You can wait for a post after March 31 to see me in it on our wedding day!

Learning to Live Frugally #1


I have a problem.  I love to spend money.  I usually have no money, however when I get it, I always buy something I shouldn’t.


Like dinner for the four of us at Chipotle.  Mmm mmm…

I decided, in my attempt to live a frugal life, that I should point out objects I see in my everyday life that people really don’t need to spend money on.  Today’s objects come from an e-Flyer I received at work.  I won’t name the company the flyer came from, and I won’t deny that the objects are cute, however each could be made for less than half the price using craft supplies found at your local JoAnn’s or Michaels.


These fabric thumbtacks are being sold for $7.95 for a package of 25.  $7.95?!?!?!?  How about if you buy a package of upholstery tacks on clearance and make your own?  Together with a hot glue gun (assuming you already have one), you could MAKE your own for approximately $3 per 25 and sell them for profit on Etsy!


Like the fabric thumbtacks, I know these magnet clips are ridiculously overpriced. $11.95 for a package of 4.  All I can say is WOW that anyone would imagine paying this much.  Personally, I’d rather give my boys some paint and glue and ask them to make me some Mommy Magnets.  Unlike the paper based refridgerator art that often falls off the fridge before getting trampled on or eaten by the pets, the magnets would last a lifetime.  Think about it.

Watching the Time


While at work, I try desparately hard to not look at the time.  I don’t wear a watch, and my cell phone sits on my desk in silent mode until my work day is over.

But as hard as I try not to look at the time, time is constantly looking at me.  I swear, the clocks surrounding me have eyes.  They glare at me, and I feel the heat of their presence daring me to look back at them.Image

The clock on my computer gets more attention than any other.  I made it through the first two paragraphs without looking at the clock on my monitor, and then the clock on my phone grabbed me.  Damn it.  1:17pm.  2 hours and 43 minutes until sanity.  (Or…  163MTS)

I’ve owned two non-plastic watches in my (almost) 33 years.

The first, a Joe Boxer watch, was bought for me by my Aunt right before I entered college, nearly 15 years ago.  (Wow…  Time flies!)  It had a rooster that spun around, or perhaps a chicken, and I believe there was a fried egg marking the 12.  Unfortunately I couldn’t find an image when I did a search for it.

The second, a nice Kenneth Cole watch, was my Christmas present from my ex-husband 10 years ago, right before we found out we were pregnant with our first.  I still have that watch, however the extra links we took out (because at that time I had skinny wrists) are now in his possession.

Ha!  Desk-phone clock, you nearly drew me all the way in!  I was able to avert my eyes just before you had me!

Even at home Dave and I tend to look at the time more often than we probably should.  (Damn desk phone got me…  1:34…)  Anyway, we look less than we did when we had cable, but…  Why are we looking?  Yes, there reaches a point when we’re tired and we know we need to get to bed soon if we’re going to get enough rest for the next day.  But where does the obsession with time come from?  Why do we let time consume us, rather than enjoying every second for what it is?


If anyone knows a way to turn the ability to see the clock on a PC monitor off, please let me know.

The Last Pair in the Drawer


Yes, I’m talking about underwear.  And I believe the pair you put on can impact how your day goes.

For me, it’s always the same dilemma.  I’m rushing to get dressed, and while I have a basket (or two) of laundry waiting to be folded (with clean undies inside) I’m not willing to put on my robe and go downstairs to fetch them.

So I dig.

I push aside socks.

I check the back corners of the drawer where I know there’s nothing hiding.  If I weren’t so pressed for time I would probably check inside a sock or few.  I just don’t want to wear that last pair.  They are not me.  They were bought as one of those Victoria Secret “Buy _ for $___” deals, and I figured it was my chance to try a different cut. 

Yea, that cut doesn’t work.  At all.

So to my friends, family and co-workers on those days, my apologies.  If I act like I have something up my butt, I really do.  Blame in on the last pair.

Pregnant Pet Peeve #2 – The Supposed Value of MY Time


I’m pretty sure we’ve all been there…  We have a doctor’s appointment on our calendar so we drop whatever we’re doing at a certain time to ensure we arrive on time, if not early. 

And then we arrive…

One step into the waiting room and we mutter, “Oh, shit” to ourselves.

The room is packed.  Yes, there are empy chairs, but they are the ones inbetween two people, who are most likely spilling off their own chair onto the empty one.

Then comes my favorite part.  The wait.  You were there 5-10 minutes early, and then you sit in the waiting room for 20-30 minutes.  Or, better yet, they put you in a patient room right away, without any magazines, and you sit there for 45-90 minutes.  Just when your eye lids drop and you drift into a pleasant dream about being anywhere besides the doctor’s office, the doctor walks in and asks, “Are you tired?” 

No, dummy…  You may make $100K+ per year and hold a doctorate, but you’re STUPID!  I’m not tired, I’m bored and pissed off!

And then the doctor looks at me, asks two questions and is finished with his/her exam in 2-5 minutes.  TOPS.

What a crock.

So, Dear Doctors…

Why, if I’m more than 15 minutes late to my appointment do I get charged for the appointment AND have to reschedule, however you can keep me waiting for over an hour and I get no type of discount?  I’m here on my lunch break (supposedly), however my lunch is only supposed to be 30 minutes so now I’ve lost an hour of pay for the day.


 Apparently your time is worth $100’s per hour, and mine is worth…  well…  nothing…