On Wednesday I got to "work" (I'm a nanny and I love it so I don't really consider it "work") and as I was feeding sweet Lily her bottle she started to poop. No big deal, right? Wrong. I thought, wow that's a big poop because my legs are really warm and I can really smell it. I picked Lily up off of my lap and yup, she had pooped through her diaper and onto my legs. Thankfully, I had jeans on, but still... ew. I cleaned her up then cleaned myself up and that was that.
Later that evening Jared was at his Bible study and I was at home. I decided to get a bowl of ice cream to go along with my movie. I turned to put the ice cream that I scooped out into my bowl and the next thing I knew the brand new half gallon ice cream had fallen into the nasty mop water that I was too lazy to drain out of the sink... So I had no ice cream. It was awful. I watched half of my movie then Jared took me to Wal-Mart to get a humidifier because my allergies have been going crazy lately so that kinda made me feel better.
Seriously, Wednesday was not a good day for me. Today was much, much better and I'm thankful for that.
Tonight we had our small group meeting/session/whatever-you-want-to-call-it. It was really encouraging. I truly love being in the group that we are in. All of people are pretty diverse so it makes for some great conversation. Jared & I are very blessed.
In happy news: We are one day away from having electricity in our sharn (mix between a shed and a barn). Jared's sweet grandfather is hooking us up with electricity so that Jared can have a workshop/man cave. Jared & I (mostly Jared) have spent the last two days digging a ditch from our house to the sharn to be able to run the wires from the house underground to the sharn. It should be completed tomorrow. I can't wait to have electricity out there and for Jared to have a place to go and build stuff. I'm already thinking of things I'd like for him to build/fix. :)
Friday, March 26, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Hosanna
Last Friday I got my first tattoo!
Originally, I was going to get hosanna written across my wrist from left to right, but because I have the small wrists of an infant I decided to get it long ways. Make sense? Like from up to down.
I've been wanting a tattoo for a l-o-n-g time, but I could never think of anything that I'd be ok if it was on my body for the rest of my life. Recently there have been some pretty sad things happen in my family and I really began listening to a lot more music and just trying to sort it all out or fix it in my head.
I was listening to the Hillsong song, "Hosanna" and I began to do some research on the word. Long story short the word hosanna used to mean and still does mean "a cry to God for deliverance/help" in the past however-many-years-or-so the new meaning has become, "to give praise or adoration to God". As soon as I read the meaning I knew that's the word I wanted. I just knew. I got the tattoo on my wrist because since I'm the type of person that wants to fix anything that's wrong with a person or circumstance, and since you generally associate fixing things with your hands, I figured the wrist is the perfect spot. Does all of that still make sense? Good.
I know people generally have a lot of apprehensions about tattoos, but I grew up around them and I look at them as art or a form of self expression so they're cool in my book. No, I don't think it's a sin to have a tattoo. That's just ridiculous. I wouldn't go overboard like the cat lady or anything. ;)
My mom, sister, & Jared were with me when I got my tattoo. We had to go to three different places because the first two had insane wait times. My mom and sister kept asking me over and over again to make sure that this is what I wanted and they were telling me how to give the tattoo artist an exact direction on what I wanted. (My mom once went to get an iris and came out with a marijuana leaf. And Linds went to get a brown star on her ribs and came out with a black hindu star. Both true stories.)
Once the tattoo guy, Wil, started on my wrist some of my hair started to fall out. Seriously, I had about 1/4-2/4 of a handful of hair that just came right out. That's nerves for ya! The tattoo didn't hurt that bad, but it did hurt. As soon as Wil was done it stopped hurting.
You can't see it well, but it's all I've got! :)
Originally, I was going to get hosanna written across my wrist from left to right, but because I have the small wrists of an infant I decided to get it long ways. Make sense? Like from up to down.
I've been wanting a tattoo for a l-o-n-g time, but I could never think of anything that I'd be ok if it was on my body for the rest of my life. Recently there have been some pretty sad things happen in my family and I really began listening to a lot more music and just trying to sort it all out or fix it in my head.
I was listening to the Hillsong song, "Hosanna" and I began to do some research on the word. Long story short the word hosanna used to mean and still does mean "a cry to God for deliverance/help" in the past however-many-years-or-so the new meaning has become, "to give praise or adoration to God". As soon as I read the meaning I knew that's the word I wanted. I just knew. I got the tattoo on my wrist because since I'm the type of person that wants to fix anything that's wrong with a person or circumstance, and since you generally associate fixing things with your hands, I figured the wrist is the perfect spot. Does all of that still make sense? Good.
I know people generally have a lot of apprehensions about tattoos, but I grew up around them and I look at them as art or a form of self expression so they're cool in my book. No, I don't think it's a sin to have a tattoo. That's just ridiculous. I wouldn't go overboard like the cat lady or anything. ;)
My mom, sister, & Jared were with me when I got my tattoo. We had to go to three different places because the first two had insane wait times. My mom and sister kept asking me over and over again to make sure that this is what I wanted and they were telling me how to give the tattoo artist an exact direction on what I wanted. (My mom once went to get an iris and came out with a marijuana leaf. And Linds went to get a brown star on her ribs and came out with a black hindu star. Both true stories.)
You can't see it well, but it's all I've got! :)
I don't regret my decision in the slightest and I'm really happy that I did it!
Friday, March 12, 2010
What's New
Jared & I bought bicycles. When I say bought what I really mean is that we paid an arm and a leg for them. But it was by the far the best purchase we've made in a long time. We bike about every day. At first I wasn't so sure if I'd like it especially because I'm married to the most competitive man in the world and everything is a race. But I really do love it. It's a great exercise (which is on the brain since bikini season is right around the corner) and we really do have a lot of fun.
We live relatively close to the Trinity Trails so we just throw gently place the bikes in the back of Jared's Tahoe and drop in on the Trails after a short car ride. Recently we went to Mineral Wells State Park and rode around on their trails. I just love being outside and enjoying God's creation. Nature is one of the main things that shows me how much the Lord loves us. He could have created the world to be much less enjoyable, but thankfully He didn't. When we were riding around in Mineral Wells we managed to find every mud puddle that had a horse poop mixed in and rode as fast as we could through the puddles. I got stuck multiple times and my expensive running shoes were quickly turned into mud buckets.
Finally our small group started back up. A lot of people had several schedule conflicts with meeting every so often so we postponed it for a couple of months and now we're back together! I love being in a room of believers. We have one common denominator that binds us all to one another, but we are a very diverse group. I'm really excited about the direction this is going in and I can't wait to see what God does with us.
Honestly, I'm not enjoying this whole blogging thing as much as I thought it I would. I can never think of things to write about. I've got the time to keep up with it, but I just can't think of anything that people would want to read about. Maybe I'll think of something soon. :)
Until next time....
We live relatively close to the Trinity Trails so we just throw gently place the bikes in the back of Jared's Tahoe and drop in on the Trails after a short car ride. Recently we went to Mineral Wells State Park and rode around on their trails. I just love being outside and enjoying God's creation. Nature is one of the main things that shows me how much the Lord loves us. He could have created the world to be much less enjoyable, but thankfully He didn't. When we were riding around in Mineral Wells we managed to find every mud puddle that had a horse poop mixed in and rode as fast as we could through the puddles. I got stuck multiple times and my expensive running shoes were quickly turned into mud buckets.
Finally our small group started back up. A lot of people had several schedule conflicts with meeting every so often so we postponed it for a couple of months and now we're back together! I love being in a room of believers. We have one common denominator that binds us all to one another, but we are a very diverse group. I'm really excited about the direction this is going in and I can't wait to see what God does with us.
Honestly, I'm not enjoying this whole blogging thing as much as I thought it I would. I can never think of things to write about. I've got the time to keep up with it, but I just can't think of anything that people would want to read about. Maybe I'll think of something soon. :)
Until next time....
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