Gal Pals

This past weekend was our monthly girls night in, and as always it was a great time.  I am pretty sure our husbands don't quite understand why we loves these so much, but I honestly am always so excited for these nights.  We are able to freely talk about everything going on in our life, and we are never worried about offending each other.  This is one of the places that we can be our confident, strong selves and not worry that we are going to be judged. 

I laugh with these girls, and if I ever needed to cry they would grab tissues while saying it'll be fine.  I cherish these friendships and I really hope they continue far into the future because I trust their opinions on various things.  I want to look back on this life and know it was blessed because they were in it.  That I wouldn't have survived the tough times without their prayers, and that the joyous times wouldn't have been as fun without their laughter.

I pray that everyone woman is blessed with a couple of friends, like these, that they go through the journey of life with.  Life is full of so much more color when you have these types of friendship, and in reality they are what keep you sane and point you to God in those tough times.

Thank you for being those friends because life just wouldn't be the same without your friendships.

Favorite Memory

With the help of my MIL, Mom D, I made the first of 5 pillows for our family room couch!  I'll post step by step directions of how we created it later, but the best part is we made the whole things without a pattern.

Note: Each week I post a picture of my favorite memory from that week as a way to celebrate the many fun awesome things life has to offer!

2 Reason's Pat Robertson doesn't know what he is talking about

Pat Robertson is this guy that hosts The 700 club, and he gives commentary / answers viewers questions.  Well yesterday he gave us all this wonderful gem of wisdom, and honestly I really wish he would stop voicing his opinion to the public because he is just showing how hypocritical Christians can be.  And now for the two reasons he clearly doesn't know what he is talking about:

1. He obviously hasn't read the bible ever or if he has he is losing his mind.  The bible clearly talks about loving others and take care of those in need, i.e. your sick spouse!  Hello, does anyone remember "Love your neighbor as your self"?  Yes, a spouse technically isn't a neighbor, but if you are going to love a neighbor as yourself don't you think you should love your spouse more?  The Bible also states not to divorce your spouse, unless there was adultery.  So, if you have to go through a divorce then that means the person isn't dead!

2. Pat Robertson has clearly never seen the Notebook.  If he had he would know that love gets you through everything!  Please reference exhibits A & B(can't embed sorry) below:

A.

 B.                                                   http://youtu.be/cs22Zi-qwA4

And just for fun! Best. Scene. Ever.

Sitting in bathrooms praying for strength

This last year has been one of the toughest that I have had to live through, and I am still working through everything that happened.  The thing is though that this last year was one in which there were far more downs then ups, so many days where it felt dark and lonely.  Don't get me wrong there were happy days and days to celebrate, but on the whole it was one of those years that I am still not quite sure how I made it.  Days when getting out of bed took all my energy, and having to function was near impossible.  It was one where if I didn't have my Hope that I probably would have given up completely.  

These days it's better and that dark feeling is receding, but you see now I have to fight it where as before I didn't.  Every day is that battle for hope and peace and joy.  Some days are easier, and the joy comes without almost trying and I treasure those days.  I enjoy them and know that those are the days to look at when times are tough.  But see the thing is I don't know how to express this to people.  How do you tell them you are okay and you will be fine, but you just have to get through today.  It's like those days of PMS when you are crazy, but you know that in two days you will be normal again.

It's days like these that I have found odd comfort in the bathroom stall.  Where God literally meets me, wipes my tears and gives me strength to face the rest of that moments trial.  I finally get Paul and his whole when I am weak He is strong thing.  It sucks and I don't want to be weak, but in those precious moments with God in that stall I realize who He truly is.  I understand His heart, and I see that no matter how many times I pierce Him with that nail He is always waiting and ready to accept me when I finally turn to Him. 

We could never forget

Yesterday was the 10th anniversary of September 11th, and it was remembered with many moving tributes.  I have to been honest though and admit I am tired of people always saying "Never forget" or 'Always remember".  September 11, 2001 completely changed the fabric of the American life.  It is the reason we are in two wars, why we have to go through body scanners at the airports and frankly I will never be able to look at 911 the same.

Yes, it is true that the next generations will not remember it the same way I do, but they will still remember it.  Much the same way I remember Pearl Harbor or the Kennedy assassination.  Every generation has their tragedy, and they are all remembered respectfully.  We will always morn for those that were lost.  Always.  Instead I wish people would say "I'll/We'll never forget" or "I'll/We'll always remember" because we just can't forget.  I truly believe that day was one that changed history forever.

Clearly the reason we shouldn't be allowed to have children yet (or maybe just me)

In case you some how slept through the last 24 hours, and don't ever look at the Internet, own TV, buy into the idea of cable or live under a rock, you know that a ridiculous amount of people were without power in the south west.  That's right it was an "unprecedented" event that has never been seen before, and the way people were acting you would have thought it was the 2nd coming.  We were so out of power that street lights weren't even blinking causing people to believe they always had the right of way.  Treat it like a 4 way stop people, we learned that in driver's ed!:

Throughout this whole event I realized people should be thankful I don't have children yet because I clearly can't take care of myself or my husband in a crisis.  After taking 2 hours to get home I was starving, and those close to me know I turn into Medusa when I go too long without food.  We were definitely getting to that point and the only way I know how to cope is open the refrigerator and stare until something stands out.  Of course that was out because it will make the food good bad quickly, and it will earn me a scolding. 

At this point I needed help, so a friend is suggesting ideas for an hour and we don't have any of her suggestions.  (Did I mention we never went to the grocery store this week?  Yup, all we have left is the remnants of our grocery trip two from weeks ago.)  Then i realized we have a gas stove!  We can totally cook something that is dying of freezer burn and I'll turn back to normal.  So, Jerry proceeds to light the gas stove with normal matches, thank God it was him and not me because I would have either lit myself or the house on fire.

Later, I wanted to die because it felt like we were in Hell and I had a brilliant idea!  Go to Target to get ice cream, it'll give me an excuse to eat a ton before it melts and it will cool us down.  Yeah, except Target is smart and locks their freezers so you can't get the food you really want out!  So we risked our lives for nothing, and Target was a chaotic mess.  So, I asked the smarter of us what is going on and he replies: "The normal people are getting water, you know to survive!"  "Oh yeah we need that too because we don't have anything to drink!"

I did learn two things though.
1. Keeping the refrigerator closed is a crock because we had to through out all the good stuff anyways.  After 4 hours it goes bad anyways, so I COULD have stared into it to my hearts content.
2. People do live under rocks and the person stating this comment proves it:  "Yeah, so La Mesa was sooo dark last night."  Uh apparently you didn't hear that all of Southern CA, and parts of AZ and Mexico were sooo dark as well.  That is kind of what happens when you have a massive blackout.

Being healthy might kill you

I am attempting to be more healthy because my hips are continuously attaching those doughnuts I eat.  I know everyone says everything in moderation, but unless I eat a thousand pieces of fruit and veggies to one doughnut, moderation doesn't work for me.  I also can't ever seem to make time to work out and I get it's a choice, but the couch feels better than sore muscles!

Anyways, I decided that I am going to start adding Green Superfood (veggie powder) to my diet.  The idea behind it is simple, it is powdered veggies that you add to a drink and it is suppose to help you get your full serving of veggies that day.  I have tried this before in OJ and it wasn't too bad, and after one day I didn't feel anything but I have heard people talk about the benefits of it.  I drink a smoothie almost every morning, and I figured I can add it to that without it tasting too weird.

Anyways, yesterday I get home and see this and the following conversation takes place (poor guy):

Me: Uh, is this a new science experiment?
Jerry: No, it is that awful green stuff you bought.
Me (laughing): Yeah, you for sure don't add this to water and definitely not to 59 oz of water.  Seriously you are suppose to put it in juice or a smoothie, and only like 6 - 12 oz.
Jerry:  It said 6 or more oz and I didn't realize it would taste that bad.
Me:  Yeah, did you even smell it?  It smells like horse food and I wouldn't want that in 59 oz of water.
I love this man so much!

So, I think we have learned a new lesson today boys and girls...Green powder great in smoothies, bad in water.  Especially when water is more than a shot.