Today’s To-Do List

My life has never been boring.  My work allows me to be who I am, capitalizes on my gifts, and provides me the flexibility to be with the kids.  It’s a win-win.

I love to look at my to-do list.  Today was a particularly busy day and I got all accomplished that I needed to.  But today’s list, while probably not out of the norm, struck me in a way that it hasn’t before.


Today I…

  • worked on my upcoming sermon
  • worked out the final details of next week’s missions trip
  • had the best pedicure I’ve ever had in my life….at a fancy day spa that I normally can’t afford but had a gift card and a coupon… score!
  • planned snack and crafts for the next four weeks of my summer program
  • created social media graphics for an investment campaign
  • made a list of the games we’ll be playing at Messy Olympics
  • shopped for said games – which included buying every can of shaving cream the Dollar Store had (all 16 of them)
  • finalized a social media campaign based on previous statistics and finished writing all the posts for the rest of the month
  • sliced massive amounts of peaches with my buddy who dries the fruit and makes peach jelly…
  • Caught Pokemon with my kids

Seriously.  I did all that today.  While I work a few jobs, most days I’m able to compartmentalize them so I’m not posting on the Investment Facebook page about the upcoming messy olympics… it’s a safety precaution, really.  But with my exciting week next week of Thrity-One Conference and missions trip, I had to get all this done today… PLUS those peaches.  I’ve been eyeing them in her kitchen for over a week and mentioned to her.. let me know when you’re ready to cut them.. I want to come help.

Because we sit and solve the world’s problems with peach juice everywhere… just like they did in the ol’ days.  (And then she makes things like peach pit jelly and I have to really wonder how she and I became friends…)

On the days when I think my life is insanely boring, I want this to look at… I want to see this… that my life is what I’m making of it… that I’m doing what I love and what I’m good at…


That I’m being me….



Random Rambling

Somehow it got to be after 10pm tonight.  The evening went way to fast and as usual, I’ve not gotten done nearly all that I wanted to get done.  I don’t know how that happens every. single. night.  I don’t feel like I’m wasting time or goofing off, but perhaps I am.

It’s quiet here.  Thing 1 is working at camp so he’s gone all week.  Thing 2 is on a missions trip.  Thing 3 is spending the week doing a paid internship with my father and Thing 4?

On the couch, her nose in a book, where she’s been since school let out.  I attempted to spend some time with her tonight, asking her if she’d like to play cards with me, but she politely declined stating she really wanted to finish her book.  (She started the book at 4pm this afternoon and she’s already done.)

And so here I sit, the biggest item on my agenda is making a plan for Messy Olympics on Wednesday and creating my shopping list and I’m just not into it.

Messy Olympics is my least favorite day of the summer but it’s the all time favorite of the kids.  I’ve known some parents, at the request of their children, to plan vacation around messy olympics and I guess it’s a mystery to me why anyone would want to get that dirty.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind getting dirty… but there’s something about sliding around in pudding or dumping slime (vanilla pudding) all over my head and calling it a day.

I just can’t do it.

So, I’m grateful I get to just plan it and not actually play.

There’s no point to this really other than, I’ve had the urge to put words on paper – Of course, I’ve had crafted blog posts, ones that would go viral for sure, in my head but by the time I get to a place where I can write them down, they’re gone.  Most times, I can’t even remember the topic of them.

I know one was on navigation and navigating through life.  I think it might of had to do with how I find myself in a different stage of life with a child who has graduated from high school – but I can’t be for sure.

I keep telling myself there will be time for all of the things I WANT to do when the kids are older, when they don’t need me as much.  But I guess I fear that by then, I won’t know what I want to do, or what to do with the silence or the free time.

Perhaps, I just worry too much.  Not perhaps, I know that I do.

What I do know is that I love the feel of just watching the words go across the screen.  Even if they don’t make any sense to anyone but me… and maybe not even me.

Perhaps I should carve a little more time out for this.




I’m tired today.  Truthfully, I should be in bed right now, but I’m waiting for Thing 1 to get home.  He’s been gone for seven days and while he’s been gone for longer, there’s something about the peacefulness of sleeping when you know all of your babies are safe and sound.

And home.

He’s been in New York… both the city and at Lake Placid.  Of course, it’s not like his being here tonight completes the family.  Thing 3 is gone for a Bible Quiz and Thing 2 is spending the night at a friends.

But we’re the parents that embrace the crazy.  We got “rid” of two and took on one more.  Thing 4 has a friend over.

Of course, they think they’re hot stuff because prior to departing, Thing 2 granted them exclusive use of her room, including her television, DVD player and bed… complete with the fuzzy, warm comforter.  The eight and ten year old squealed as if they had just won the lottery.

I guess the full compared to twin size bed and the equally proportional differences of the televisions made it seem like they had.

On the whole, they’re pretty quiet tonight.  So it the hubs.  He’s engrossed in something on the boob tube that only he would like… well, perhaps Thing 1 would, but he’s been without his weird TV buddy all week.  I suspect the moment Thing 1 arrives home, he’ll plop down and commence the TV watching with his stepdad.  I’ll ask how the trip went and he’ll say “fine.”

He may ask me about my adventures at Winter Jam last night; the reason I’m so tired. But it’s doubtful.

I’ve not complained about being tired today.  I chose get home at o’dark thirty this morning, falling asleep just a few hours before my alarm would alert me it was time to get up and get the kids to school.  I chose to act way younger than 38 and live in my “ignorance is bliss” mentality that I wouldn’t pay for it today.

But I am.

But it was worth it.

Because I was serving.

It’s didn’t hurt I was serving some pretty awesome people at Winter Jam, but never the less, I was serving.

It didn’t hurt that I was so close to Skillet (in the back) that I could feel the heat of the flames on the stage.

(I told Thing 2 “I can’t understand what they are singing back here.” She said, “Don’t worry mom, you can’t understand it out there either.”  And when I shared a photo with Thing 1 I texted, “I’m old.”  His response was “I know you are.  But I love you anyway.”)

So I’m tired.


But I’m so blessed.

And more about that later… my baby just walked in the door and guess how the trip was?




Refueling with Casting Crowns

Tuesday night the hubs and I had a date.

We went to the Casting Crowns concert.  We’ve seen them before… years ago in Charlottesville after we first started dating and then I saw them two years ago at eWomen.

In the Green Room!

I love Casting Crowns.  I love that they work with youth.  I love their hearts.  I love their passions.  I love that they are genuine.

Since we worked the Spirit Fm booth, the promoter handed us tickets to get in to the concert and when after breaking the booth down, we realized they were floor seats.



Which were awesome.  Except the four girls about seven rows up who decided they were going to stand the whole time.

Seriously.  It’s Tuesday and I’ve got to save some energy.  It’s not NKOTB.  We don’t need to stand the whole time. #ohmygoshimold

But Casting Crowns didn’t disappoint.  Singing many old songs and just as many new songs from their new album Thrive.  Songs that as I was singing them, I caught myself saying, “Hey.  I could sing this at church.”

I hesitate to say that online as my pastor reads this, but… I need you to know how awesome some of these songs are.


Take that one in.
The other song that struck me (which I also wanted to sing….) but really I just felt was confirmation of where I am in my life right now, with some things going on…Let Me Dream For You.

Here are just some of the words…

So come on, let Me dream, let Me dream for you

I am strong when you’re weak and I’ll carry you

So let go of your plan, be caught by My hand

I’ll show you what I can do

When I dream for you

I have a dream for you

I’m stronger than you think I am
I’ll take you farther than you think you can
You sing and call me Great I Am
So take your stand
My child, if you only knew
All the plans that I have for you
Just trust me, I will follow through
You can follow Me

So, yeah.

Laura Story was there as well… the third time I’ve seen her.



She was just on the cruise with us in February (which I just realized I NEVER blogged about!)  – and then announced she was pregnant with twins.  Do the math.  Pretty sure she was loving like she meant it on that boat.

I just love her realness as well.

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One of my most favorite moments was the time that Mark Hall met with Pastors and youth leaders so he “could see who [he’s] praying for.”  He left us with some encouragement and a prayer before we headed back in for the rest of the concert.


They ended the concert with “Until the Whole World Hears” as Laura Story and For King and Country came back out and joined in.  I realized they had missed a few key songs and so, yes.

There was an encore.

Which really?  I don’t consider it an encore.  It’s so scripted and we know you’re going to do it.  But we play into it every time.

But Casting Crowns are such a class act.

I love them.

I love how all the parts make the whole.


So if you get a chance to see them… go.

If you can’t get there, check out their website.  I love the Thrive Challenge they have going on right now. I love listening to Mark’s testimony.

Now if only I could get Donnie to preach it to me while he’s singing, I would be one happy camper.


Think I Was Tired?

I just slept 14 hours.


I had no intention of sleeping that long.  I really just laid down at 4:30pm last night for a brief nap.

And didn’t wake up until 7am this morning.

I knew that I was running on empty, but I wasn’t aware that I was that tired.

The last two weeks have been crazy with Holy Week and then Spring Break.  I’ve been to and from Tennessee twice, and this weekend was one of my best friend’s bridal shower and bachelorette party.  I was in charge of both,

You WILL see a post regarding the shower.  I’m pretty stinkin’ proud of how it all turned out.

This has just been one of those times in my life – the times that happen about twice a year – in which I realize I’m just spread too thin.

Part of it is because I can’t say no.  Part of it is just life.

But it’s over.

I have a chapel to make this week for Friday and then maybe we can get back to normal with ball practice and the like.

So how about you?

What do you do when life get’s overwhelming?