Life

I am sitting at the kitchen table with my feet propped up on Scarlette's booster chair, feeding her chicken noodle soup.

Deisha and Leila are drinking hot chocolate out of tiny tea cups. Deisha is laughing hysterically at herself while Scarlette looks on. Leila is scrolling through the Ipod in search of a song to play.

The big kids are all down at the park. It's the end of January at 7pm. 50°. So bizarre. The Oilers came over to play for a couple of hours, so naturally none of them want to waste a single minute eating dinner. I can't blame them.

Dale is working late because it's Monday. I cleaned house all day... for someone else. Now I'm too tired to clean mine.

Leila picked Friday Night by Lady Antebellum, hence the wild spontaneous dance party.

Love it. What you doin'?

Lvb

Gratitude...

I love my life. I am in love with my husband. I adore my kids... I have a great house, messy as it is! I love my church... imperfect, but tight-knit.

I wake up happy. I feel deeply joyful. I am contiually struck with gratitide.

God has given me a ride in the good life. I have tasted, and seen, and lived this "abundant life" that Jesus  promised to His followers.

I don't know why He has chosen to bless me, but I continue to thank Him for the showers of blessing. I just wanted to tell someone, and thank God for making my dreams come true.

Life

This is honestly the first chance I have had to fold this laundry. I have kept up with the washing; I can always throw a load in on my way out the door. The folding takes time. Time is what I do not have.

This is what I am looking at right now. It's my bedroom. It's a mess. What's worse is that this is what it looks like more often than not lately. 
Here's what made me want to write this post. I haven't gotten a single complaint from the dreamy guy I share this room with. Not a single groan or heavy sigh from the fella that can't stand to walk into a house strewn with toys and clothes. And to bring it home, my whole house looks like this right now.  He's been incredibly patient over the whole deal. It makes me want to clean house and get fancied up before he gets home tonight. I think I will!

Lvb

I guess it's not my phone's fault. I just can't seem to get used to this touch screen. I need to stay on the ball wi th writing, no matter how annoying the word predictor is.  For you, I will tolerate it.

For the past few weeks, we have been running like crazy, which makes me crazy. Then when I do have a free day, instead of catching up on housework and school, I just want to sit and talk to my kids. That would be awesome if I didn't wander around aimlessly in the mess after they move on from our conversation. So here I am smothering under the anxiety that a messy house causes me.

It makes me feel like crying and throwing up. It's a bad feeling... You know drinking regular coffee aggrivates the situation all the more, which I did this morning. The thing is, I found this breakfast blend that I just love... Remind me to only drink it when I have a chance to run the anxiety out!

I am looking forward to going home this weekend to escape the busyness. My mom's house is one of my favorite escapes, although, I'm not convinced that she gets much r & r when we're there. She is always excited when we come, so we keep going back!

Anyway, have a great week and see you soon!

Lvb