I have to admit...I sometimes like Thanksgiving Day better than Christmas Day.
Don't get me wrong, I love the meaning behind Christmas...I'm just talking about the actual day.
Thanksgiving Day is full of family, yummy food and laziness. I heart that.
Christmas Day...so fun...and SO crazy. We go from our house, to my parents, to my aunts, to Ben's family...in one day. And at each stop, our little van becomes more and more loaded down with gifts...and more gifts. It's fun, it really is but I so enjoy the fact that Thanksgiving is void of presents.
After Thanksgiving, we just come home in a semi-comatose state with our pants a little too tight...I'm wearing leggings this year though...problem solved.
To the Pilgrims and Indians and whoever else...I sincerely thank you for Thanksgiving.
Here's my First Graders Thanksgiving book report. Pretty much sums it up for America.
Enjoy.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Consistently Inconsistent
Barbie at Moments Memories Milestones was gracious enough to pass this along to me. I love reading her blog because it is refreshing and honest about her life as a woman and mom.
Here are the rules that you agree to when you accept this marvelous award:
“When you receive the prize you must write a post showing it, together with the name of who has given it to you, and link them back. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in their content or design. Show their names and links and leave them a comment informing they were prized with ‘Honest Weblog’. List [if you can and/or dare] at least ten honest things about yourself. And then, pass it on.”
Here goes...10 honest things for today.
1) I'm eating leftover cheese sticks and Diet Dr. Pepper for breakfast.
2) I have exercised every single day this week so far. And yes, I am quite proud of myself. It does something to put me in a better mood...can't explain it, but it makes me feel physically and emotionally better.
3) I have about 7 other blog awards that I've been given that I've yet to post and pass on...they always make my day...I'm just not sure if they make everyone else's...and I'm terribly lazy when it comes to linking...shame on me :)
4) I am not easily offended but I am more easily annoyed.
5) I use Secret deodorant. How exciting is that.
6) Just after I posted about the yummy pie yesterday...I walked into the kitchen to see the dog eating some of it off the floor while Jake scooped the rest of it into the sink...before I could stop him. It all happened in slow motion...I wanted to cry. CRY! But then I remembered that the Schwan's guy comes today. Phew. Lucky for Jake.
7) I have serious problems with hand-eye coordination. Basketball lay-ups, baseball, badminton and tennis slay me...as well as archery and shooting a gun. I blame it on the fact that I'm right handed and left eye dominant. Terrible combination.
8) I cannot read poetry and understand it.
9) I never write blog posts ahead of time. When I sit down to post...whatever comes out...comes out.
10) I am consistently inconsistent.
Seriously...what a weird list, there's no rhyme or reason to it...so goes my brain.
I would LOVE to pass along this little award to 7 of my bloggy friends that do a fantastic job of keeping it real.
Giblogger (my real life friend who even posted her weight and goal weight after having a baby...which by my standards it the epitome of honesty!)
Beth (for also sharing her weight loss journey)
Cassandra (she's playing several different roles and I love reading her perspective and she makes me smile)
Candy (Not your average Pastor's wife which makes me heart her.)
Heather at the EO (real real real and I love it!)
The Miles Family (honestly sharing her journey and slight obsession with the Twilight series, which I've started...because of her :)
Lindsay for sharing her life as a wife, mom of boys and teacher.
Happy Thursday!!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Hungry Eyes...
Dear Ande's Mint Pie that I bought from the Schwan's man,
I can't help but dedicate a classic 80's song to you. I apologize in advance for the boring video, but it's the only one that didn't have a PG13 rating to go along with it.
Even at 510 calories a slice...you are still the best pie...ever.
Much love,
Sarah
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
This is Who I Am...
I'm not trying to hide anything, I wear it on my sleeve.
I wear it on my sleeve.
I'm not trying to be something I'm not. This is all I've got.
This is all I've got.
I'm not trying to reinvent the wheel...just trying to be real.
Just trying to be real.
I'm not trying to say, follow me...I'm not the one who leads.
I'm not the one who leads.
Let me introduce myself to you...this is who I am. No more no less.
I am just a man who understands, because of You I'm blessed....no more no less.
I'm not trying to prove anything, it's all about the change. It's all about the change.
Yesterday I felt...weary. It's been a week or so of...stuff...life. I sometimes get bogged down with other people lives...the heaviness and the heartache.
Finally around 7 last night I knew I needed to run on the treadmill...for my sanity. "Running For My Sanity" ...it should be the theme of a 5k....Anyways...
God works through my little Sansa, I kid you not.
One of my all-time favorite songs came on (because I picked it ;)
It's a little one called No More No Less. I relate to the above lyrics in a way that I can't even put into words.
At the end of the song...it says this:
I hope you stare just long enough to see
the heart that's beating here inside of me
beyond all of the things you may think you know, I'm just a kid trying to make it home...that's it.
No more no less.
Lord, I wanna go home. Nothing more and nothing less.
I just wanna go home....nothing more and nothing less.
Let me introduce myself to you...this is who I am...this is who I am.
And I...sobbed...while running. Not pretty, I assure you. But EXACTLY what I needed to be reminded of from my Savior.
He knows that beyond what other roles people see me in...I'm just a kid, His kid, longing to be home...longing for Heaven. Seeking to fulfill the plan He has for me here...but longing for my real home.
I love my life...but I absolutely long for Heaven. And the fact that He spoke to me last night through those verses filled me with peace.
Peace in knowing that He knows the burdens I carry, and He knows I long to be with Him, and He reminded me where my hope lies...and of who I really am.
Have a listen...it's worth it :)
I wear it on my sleeve.
I'm not trying to be something I'm not. This is all I've got.
This is all I've got.
I'm not trying to reinvent the wheel...just trying to be real.
Just trying to be real.
I'm not trying to say, follow me...I'm not the one who leads.
I'm not the one who leads.
Let me introduce myself to you...this is who I am. No more no less.
I am just a man who understands, because of You I'm blessed....no more no less.
I'm not trying to prove anything, it's all about the change. It's all about the change.
Yesterday I felt...weary. It's been a week or so of...stuff...life. I sometimes get bogged down with other people lives...the heaviness and the heartache.
Finally around 7 last night I knew I needed to run on the treadmill...for my sanity. "Running For My Sanity" ...it should be the theme of a 5k....Anyways...
God works through my little Sansa, I kid you not.
One of my all-time favorite songs came on (because I picked it ;)
It's a little one called No More No Less. I relate to the above lyrics in a way that I can't even put into words.
At the end of the song...it says this:
I hope you stare just long enough to see
the heart that's beating here inside of me
beyond all of the things you may think you know, I'm just a kid trying to make it home...that's it.
No more no less.
Lord, I wanna go home. Nothing more and nothing less.
I just wanna go home....nothing more and nothing less.
Let me introduce myself to you...this is who I am...this is who I am.
And I...sobbed...while running. Not pretty, I assure you. But EXACTLY what I needed to be reminded of from my Savior.
He knows that beyond what other roles people see me in...I'm just a kid, His kid, longing to be home...longing for Heaven. Seeking to fulfill the plan He has for me here...but longing for my real home.
I love my life...but I absolutely long for Heaven. And the fact that He spoke to me last night through those verses filled me with peace.
Peace in knowing that He knows the burdens I carry, and He knows I long to be with Him, and He reminded me where my hope lies...and of who I really am.
Have a listen...it's worth it :)
Monday, November 17, 2008
Yeah Right...
He tried to convince me there were really "owies" under each of those.
Sure Jake...whatever you say.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Do They?!?
Do girls sit and play with toys in the way that they were intended to be played with?
Do they?
Because in my experience, boys SO DO NOT!!!
It drives me a little bit crazy sometimes.
We have lots of toys...and rarely are they played with like I see those kids on TV commercials playing with them...with maybe the exception of Legos. Maybe.
This morning I walked into the boys' room to find Eli trying to repel off the top bunk...with his winter scarf while three others cheered him on. When I told them absolutely not, they looked at me in disbelief...like, WHY would I not think that was an excellent idea?!?
I carefully explained to them that I...am a fun-hater.
It gave me a flashback to my early elementary days, when I was sure boys were absolutely gross and disgusting and made no sense at all...weirdos.
Seriously, they are a little weird ;) I love 'em and all...but it doesn't change the fact that they kinda are a little disgusting sometimes :)
As the mother of three of those beautiful little creatures...I get to say that.
Do they?
Because in my experience, boys SO DO NOT!!!
It drives me a little bit crazy sometimes.
We have lots of toys...and rarely are they played with like I see those kids on TV commercials playing with them...with maybe the exception of Legos. Maybe.
This morning I walked into the boys' room to find Eli trying to repel off the top bunk...with his winter scarf while three others cheered him on. When I told them absolutely not, they looked at me in disbelief...like, WHY would I not think that was an excellent idea?!?
I carefully explained to them that I...am a fun-hater.
It gave me a flashback to my early elementary days, when I was sure boys were absolutely gross and disgusting and made no sense at all...weirdos.
Seriously, they are a little weird ;) I love 'em and all...but it doesn't change the fact that they kinda are a little disgusting sometimes :)
As the mother of three of those beautiful little creatures...I get to say that.
Friday, November 14, 2008
*Blank Stare*
That's what I'm doing. I must have bloggers block...that OR my posts are generally caffeine induced and will now be more boring than EVER.
Bullets...must use them.
Bullets...must use them.
- The new Office episode (which I DVR) made me giddy last night...I like knowing Pam and Jim are good.
- I may or may not have also bought season 4 of The Office. I may have found my favorite episode thus far in my viewing. It's a little one called Fun Run...Michael hits Meredith with his car...does a run for rabies, Dwight kills Angela's cat...all priceless.
- No school for my kiddos today.
- We will be having twin boys staying with us tonight until sometime on Sunday. Five boys age 7 and under + husband+ dog = 7 males in my house...with just me. Lord have mercy.
- I did what any good Pastor's wife does when she watches boys who go to her church....rented movies and bought lots of food. And prayed... A LOT. Should work, right?!?
- Odie is reealllly happy to have the boys home today...happy in a totally inappropriate way, the kinda way that makes me keep saying (in my mean voice) "Odie, GET OFF OF HIM!"
- You wish you lived here...don't you.
HAPPY WEEKEND!!!
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