Christmas Vacation, Chapter 2

So many pictures, so much fun stuff crammed into 4 days where to begin? I suppose I should start with Christmas morning. We were up until after 1am wrapping presents because we just didn't have time before we left. I'd purchased funky colored bows- orange, turquoise, purple...- to go with our wrapping paper...but I didn't bring our wrapping paper...or the package of white bows I bought. I like lots of bows. We were going to buy some but Shane insisted that they had enough paper for all of us so we borrowed their traditional colored Christmas paper. It was late and we were tired so there were presents with red and green paper and orange bows...we found it very funny that late at night. And while Shane and Angie had plenty of paper, they only had one pair of scissors so they had to wait for us to finish wrapping before they could finish wrapping but they were good sports about it all. I know what I'm getting them next Christmas ;)

The next morning the kiddos got up about 9:30 (I am sooo thankful my kids sleep in) and we commenced with the Christmas story, stockings and Christmas presents. After that we all lounged around a bit and ate the most delicious french toast casserole ever to cross my lips. Angie made it the night before while we were wrapping presents, it was amazing! And that was my favorite part of Christmas. The calm after the gifts and sitting around with family having coffee and breakfast and just enjoying being together. Then there were showers and packing up and heading to my brother's house.

He text messaged me *and* called me to see when we were going to get there so I knew he was excited. And when we drove up he was outside waiting for us. When I got out of the car he gave me the biggest bear hug I think he's ever given me. And I realized at that moment that my brother is huge and I am very small. It sounds funny but he's my little brother that I used to beat up on a daily basis. I regret those days now. Anyway, when we walked into his house my parents jaws dropped. I'd told them all the reasons that we couldn't make it but everything changed and Jon and I just decided to keep it a secret and surprise them. None of his kids knew either and it was really fun to be able to do that. I can't even really put into words how important I think this trip was. My brother has changed so much (without his big sister interfering) and I just really miss being around him.

This trip was also different in that we were able to meet up with some friends too. Which is really astounding since we are usually there for more than twice as many days and don't have time to meet anybody. But I got in touch with Christy, who I know from Lakeland a little but have really kept up with her blog for the last year and a half or so. I've actually known her husband for a long time now because we had freshman English Comp. together. It's so weird the place I was in then and the place I'm in now. I was going through a divorce that semester (at 19) and I couldn't have been more different than the other fresh faced, excited to be away from mommy and daddy for the first time kiddos around me. Well, except Chris. He was nice but quiet and though I didn't get to know him very well, I have a sneaking suspicion that he was born an adult. I met Christy at my then best friends house (coincidentally also named Christy) at her wedding shower (best friend Christy not this Christy, she was already married. confusing, no?). I knew who she was from school but hadn't met her. And she was bubbly and outgoing and had this energy that made you want to be her friend. I thought she was really cool. So fast forward about, um, 12 years? 13, maybe? And I've been reading her blog which I found through Mary. We'd e-mailed each other a few months ago and said we wish we could have gotten together while we were in town and maybe next time. So I got in touch with her and she said she'd love to get together. We decided to stop by her house (because I really wanted to see her sweet little historic cottage) and I could tell that Travis was excited (did I forget to mentiont that they'd been friends since Trav was a teenager? Because they've known each other forever) to see her because her put the van in park and ran to the porch to give her a hug. I felt like a dork because I was still putting away the laptop that had been somewhat navigating us. But I finally got the girls out of the car and saw Christy and Chris and admired her amazing front porch. And beautiful floors, and built-ins, and creative use of space. And Christy had a little gift of handmade whipped beeswax and raw honey lotion. I'd seen that she was making it but I didn't think I'd be on the receiving end of it. But I'm very glad I was, I love that stuff.

Next was a trip with the two families to Hollis Garden and Barnett Park and the Lake Mirror Promenade. There was much gabbing, and laughing-as though we'd known each other forever. I'd also had a sneaking suspicion that Chloe and Emma would be very good friends, and I was right. The two of them were joined at the hip from the moment they met. And Andrew just sort of hung out and listened and added a witty comment or a zinger when it was appropriate. You gotta love it when there's a tween hanging out with you that acts like he wants to be there. He didn't really want to pose for pictures though. And Amanda found out that Christy's brother is in one of her favorite bands. She was very excited. Two hours flew by (in 85 degree weather) and we invited them to join us for lunch at our favorite BBQ joint- Sonny's. Which apparently Chris isn't too fond of, but he was kind enough to say yes. On the way over, Christy called me and said they were going to be a few minutes behind us because she'd stopped by her brothers and had gotten something for Amanda. An autographed tour pass! Amanda was so excited and it was so sweet of Christy to think of that. Lunch was fun and there was more catching up and story telling and we finally bid adieu to our new/old friends.


Then we met my whole family at Carter Road park to jump off of some sand hills, then we all took my nephew Ashton to Lake Morton. I love Lake Morton. At one point around the lake (which is about a mile around) we came across a drowned cat. Well, Chloe was very upset and was crying as you can imagine how horrible that was. But by that time it was dark and the Christmas tree's lights had come on (in Lakeland, they put Christmas trees in the middle of the smaller lakes around town). I squatted down next to her and showed her the tree and there was a breeze coming off the lake and I told her to take a deep breath. If you're not from there you wouldn't understand but there is something about the cool, humid air that is soul cleansing. And she calmed down....until she was approached by some crazy looking storks. There's lotsa wildlife at that lake.

Yes, it was as full a day as it sounds. I was dead tired by the time we got back to my brother's house and an air mattress never, ever felt so good.

So here's my picture tour....

The Sorosis club on Lake Mirror. It was built as a women's sorority in the '20's, I'm not sure what they do now but I love the Italianate style of the building. You'll see lots of mediterranean and contemporary styles but this is the only building I know of like this in Lakeland.


Amanda and Ashton at Lake Morton. My nephew is becoming very handsome.

I think this is a crane. I got lots of pictures of this guy but I won't bore you with them all.

This is the mandatory shot of Amanda wrestling the alligator at Barnett Park.

This is at the Promenade at Lake Mirror. Amanda thought she could squeeze through a hole at the top of the gate but no dice.

And this is what she was trying to get to. These gates have been locked for decades but my parents told me there used to be underground shops in there.

I was in the middle of a conversation with Chris when I spotted this awesome butterfly. I think I interrupted him with something intelligent like "ooh, butterfly" and ran off. Thankfully he wasn't offended. Apparently Lakeland has added butterflies to it's collection of swans around the city.

All of my girls with little miss Emma, who was more than willing to do any posing asked of her.

Amanda and Halle at Lake Mirror where all of this cool stuff is.

Chloe and Emma...fast friends with lots in common.

Halle on a picture perfect Florida day. This, ladies and gentlemen, is a Florida sky and you won't see anything like it anywhere else. It is absolutely breath taking. And Halle's scrunchy face isn't bad either.

All of our girls and Emma....

Cameron kept sneaking into the room we were opening our presents in to show us what he got. He was finally warming up to us...just before we left :(

The girlies opening stockings on Christmas day.

And that's a wrap. I have another day to share but it's hard to fit all this stuff in. I think I've said it already but it was a great trip. Stay tuned....

Christmas Vacation, Chapter 1

I think I told Tisra about a week before Christmas that I was looking forward to a quiet little Christmas with just us. I thought about leisurely sitting around in PJ's, watching the Christmas parade and having a simple dinner. Then it happened. Amanda's last day at Starbuck's was supposed to be on Dec. 27th but they only scheduled her until the 21st. And Travis asked for Tuesday through Friday of Christmas week off at the last minute and got it. So all day Friday I had this nagging feeling in my gut that we weren't staying here for Christmas. Actually, I'd had that feeling all along but since Amanda started working at Starbuck's, I thought I must be wrong. Anyway, when Travis got home on Friday I shared my hair-brained scheme with him (I get lots of those, and he almost always tries to talk me out of it). He was reluctant at first but the thought of seeing his family for Christmas was too much to resist. We hadn't done very much Christmas shopping though and wouldn't have time to do it once we got there so Sunday was spent at the mall. And Chloe had a fever. And I was wondering what in the world I'd been thinking. I'm really good at ideas but the follow through leaves me breathless and wishing for sleep. Thankfully, we got it all together and were on the road by 5am Tuesday. We got to Shane and Angie's house at 8pm on the dot. The girls were great on the drive down though and thankfully those years of car trips with screaming infants is over.

When Shane answered the front door Landon was there and said "Hello, I'm Landon Johnson" and we all cracked up. We spent the next few hours catching up and unpacking the car. It had been 20 degrees in TN when we packed up the car the night before so unpacking in 69 degrees seemed heavenly.

The next day we did sit around leisurely for a while catching up while the kiddos played in the backyard. Landon let the girls ride in his big jeep and jumped around excitedly. It was so nice to see him excited about them playing with his toys. They played in the sandbox and on the swings and had fun in the sun. It was really nice since the girls haven't seen the sun much lately.

Later that same day we met a married couple that are Trav's friends. Travis actually lived with Carl for a while when he was in high school. It's a long story but Travis wanted to go to a private school in Lakeland while his parents lived in Tampa so until they moved, he lived with Carl. We met them in Ybor City. I took a few pictures because everything was very cool- and urban, so watch your purse and your kids.

Here's some graffiti....

And a manhole cover. Yes, I realize it's the storm sewer but the cover is really cool and I love the brick paved streets.Here's the cable car...And an open air-indoor-cuban-esque restaurant....And a raised sidewalk...

The obligatory shot of the girls...And Trav's friend Carl...I took lots of pictures because there were so many interesting things to see but we spent just over an hour there. I think that I'd like to go shopping there and get a good Cuban sandwich *but* I wouldn't go by myself.

Later that night was the Christmas Eve party for the Santisteban side of the family (Trav's Mom). It was great to see everyone again, some we hadn't seen in 8 years.

We took about 7 photos before we got one that neither of us hated...girls-sheesh!

Trav and his brothers with little Cameron...Chloe with Kyleigh...she loved being a little mommy....And this is the most beautiful baby I think I've ever seen (my kiddos excluded, of course)...We had a great time with great food and stayed way too late. We were supposed to open stockings and PJ presents for our new tradition of getting new PJ's and sleeping in them on Christmas Eve but Halle didn't quite make it. See?

All in all it was a great night and was nice to see family again. There's more to come...stay tuned...

Did I Forget Something?

In all the hullabaloo that was Christmas, I inadvertently forgot to post about my little sweetie's 4th birthday. Actually the hullabaloo involved a very last minute trip to Florida but we did have a party for Halle. She's never been high maintenance about the whole birthday thing. She gets very excited and asked for cake, hot dogs and presents but that was the extent of it. She hasn't ever seemed to want a big party which has worked out nicely so far since her birthday is December 20th. I think next year I'll try to celebrate it earlier and have an actual party with friends and such.

We picked a perfectly girlie cake....With hats and noise blowers, of course...

I'm not really sure why Chloe was blocking the drinking process....And Halle is now in her Strawberry Shortcake phase. Chloe had a SS phase when she was about the same age. I have lots of other updating that I should do about our trip. I'll say for now that it was completely amazing. I have lots of photos to show you too- maybe tomorrow.

Catch-Up

This season is a whirlwind whether or not you intend to do anything. Seriously, busy. Last weekend was the worship arts concert that I was in. The choir didn't really sing much but we were on stage the whole time since it takes a long time to get a choir in place. And even though we didn't sing much it was really nice to be part of the whole thing. I was really impressed with the quality of music from the band and the amazing stuff that the dancers did. There were back flips and front flips and breakdance-looking-gymnastic-type-stuff. Overall it was really cool- I'm sad Travis missed it.

We had snow on Thursday! Which is where I got the new blog header. The girls and I had so much fun and it was that really wet, packing snow that is perfect for snowballs and snowmen. Chloe and Halle made me laugh because they'd make a snowball and throw it at each other but never hit the intended target. Chloe finally just pressed the snowball on Halle's back. Here are some pictures of the snow. Yes, my Thanksgiving pumpkin is still on my front step. I didn't get any pictures of the kiddos because the batteries died but you can see how much we got. I wish I'd had a sled. I did see deer tracks all over our backyard- super cool. Since I don't do any heavy duty gardening, I'm thinking of feeding them.

Travis has been sick for a week and we found out yesterday it's walking pneumonia. I had a temporary freak out feeling when he told me but it's called walking pneumonia for a reason. I'm not sure if I've ever seen Travis this sick for this long. He will have missed a week of work and with the week he took off for my grandma's funeral, I'm wondering if there will be any vacations this year.

Chloe had her school Christmas program last night. This is the first school that has had a Christmas program. I didn't take the video camera thinking that it would be hard to find a good spot to film. But as it turns out Amanda took a message from Chloe's school and mixed it up in such a way that we were 50 minutes early for the show- so we got a front row seat. Travis couldn't go and I was bummed but I remembered that my camera has a video feature and we purchased a 4 gig CF card for it this past weekend so I was able to record some of it- in 30 second intervals. Which you'll find below. It's pretty pixelized but hopefully Travis can pick Chloe out of the crowd. You can see her head right between the Asian girl and Indian boy on the front row. She was very excited about the whole thing and proved it by posing for the camera.

Ah, we're in the silly picture taking days- I'm so excited!

In other news we were able to refinance our house and signed the papers on that this past Monday. I have to admit that I've wondered if we really made a good choice buying this house. When we were buying it and expressed doubt, people would say "its in Franklin" as though that's the end all in buying destinations. I know in Middle TN there's the attitude that everything in Franklin is made with gold- but you've seen my house. Anyway, it did appraise and we're actually able to take some equity out (we had equity? who knew?) and put in new windows and some other yet to be determined improvements. I'm writing a check to the window guy tomorrow for 7 energy efficient windows! That's the whole house. They should be done by the middle of January, although I think rain could push it back to the beginning of February. I hope it's sooner though because I'm cold. I promised pictures of the house in my last post but I've only got this one.

See anything missing? Does this ring a bell?

I thought I'd taken more pictures of the window with the shutters so you'd probably only notice if you've been to my house. When I was painting the wood around the window, I couldn't leave the shutters unpainted because they'd be a different color. But have you ever tried to paint shutters? I finally decided that I didn't have the time and really needed a sprayer so I took them down. In the whole house there were only a couple of things that I liked and the shutters were one of those things. But in the end I think I like the look of the curtain better. It's a little less convenient but it's cute.

And lastly, we've decorated a bit around here. Amanda is crazy-excited this year and started decorating before I had a chance to. My mom gave us her Christmas village that Amanda has very fond memories of. She set that and the nativity up when we got back in town after Thanksgiving. I haven't taken pictures of the whole thing but here's a shot of my little sweeties putting the star on the top.

And that's a wrap. I'm not sure if I'll check in again before Christmas but I hope you all have a merry one.

Telling a Little Bit More

OK, I've got about 5 minutes but I thought I'd let you all know that I finally was able to have the blood work done that I needed and I met with my Dr. yesterday. The test confirmed her suspicion that I am insulin resistant. And I'm OK. Actually, I'm relieved. First of all, there is nothing that is *seriously* wrong with me. And secondly, all of my symptoms aren't just in my head. And I'm grateful to have been led to a Dr. that looks for this kind of thing. According to her, we've caught it 15-20 years before I'd develop diabetes and I don't *have* to get it. You can retrain your body to use insulin properly and to produce the right amount. It also explains some things that have driven me crazy for years. For instance, why can I work out for two hours a day 5 days a week and not lose one-single-pound. It really was frustrating and I'd get upset with myself thinking, 'if I only worked harder I'd be able to do this'. And I'm not tooting my own horn but when I work out, I typically work out pretty hard. But my Dr. said that when insulin is being overproduced it makes your body hold on to every ounce and the only way to lose weight is to starve yourself or take some other drastic measures. Insulin resistance causes a whole lot of other things like irritability and depression, things you might associate with just being a girl along with scary stuff like high blood pressure and heart disease. So with the combo of medicine that she gave me, chromium piccolinate, along with diet and exercise I should get everything under control.

So, the only better news than that would be that there's nothing wrong with me at all. And now I have to go but I promise that I'll show you a couple of pictures of some things we did around the house soon. The new baseboards are so pretty!

So Much to Tell...

I really have tons to write about today but I'm not sure I have the time to do it all justice. Travis would be none too pleased to find out that I'm writing instead of cleaning the house right now. Ooh, that made him sound like an ogre, didn't it? Actually my husband is very patient with my lack of cleaning skills ways. *But* we're having our house appraised tomorrow to refinance it and, well, it just seems like your house should be clean for that. And it should have baseboards in all the rooms. And no holes in the walls. And the trim should be painted one color instead of having painting mistakes all over them. And well, all of that is done. Except the holes in the walls- those will be done by tonight. See, I said that we were completely totally done for the year and everything was just going to stay as it was. And it was, except for the refinancing thing. So I have shiny, new baseboards and new curtains in the kitchen and things look mostly nice- but less clean than I'm going for. So we'll be putting away all the heavy equipment and making all the beds and mopping and doing all the general stuff to make the house look nice. There is still stuff to do, like finishing the floor in the closet and getting all the transition pieces down. Travis has done the one betweent he kitchen and living room but has 3 more doorways and a closet. Hopefully that will be enough for the appraisal. And I'm praying that all the blood, sweat and tears we've put into the house in the last two years will be worth it.

And I know I said that I wasn't doing a thing this season except for the choir but the children's pastor at church asked us to be in the kids program. He said it was a super small part and wouldn't be a big deal. It was a super small part- we each had one line- but even with one line you have to be at *all* of the rehearsals- three last week- plus two performances on Sunday. I have to say though, that I was really happy to be part of it. I really felt like I was supposed to be doing that. And since I wasn't stressed out thinking about all the other stuff I had to do, I really had a good time. It's funny, but when you shove a bunch of people together that don't know each other and make them talk because they have to for the scene, somehow you end up with new friends. Overall, it was a really good experience and I hope that we can be part of more things like that.

Now I have to run and pick up Chloe from school.

Back From the Edge

I'm feeling better today. My emotions are less raw and I'm OK. My grandma passed away the Friday before Thanksgiving so we were able to go to Birmingham this past week. Her death hit me harder than I thought it would. And I'm going to refrain from doing my usual 'but that's OK because she's better off'... or something like that. Death sucks and I miss my grandma. I miss my grandpa too and my maternal grandma that died when I was 16. I've done a lot of soul searching lately and I've come to a few conclusions. During worship this past Sunday, while I was crying about my grandma again, it hit me- I don't have anything to prove. I don't have to be the bestest mom in the whole world (even though I want to be) or the best wife or the most amazing singer or a gourmet chef or anything else that I've taken up. I can just be Amy and do things the way I do them and just be.

The second conclusion came during my shower yesterday. About two months ago I was praying and during that prayer time I was asking the Lord about some things and not really liking the answer I was getting. Then I heard the Lord say very clearly "run it out, finish strong". I was talking to him about our circumstances and he was telling me to finish strong. I was very excited. But in finishing this, in running it out I've realized that I don't have the strength to do it. I'm a strong person, I don't think anyone that knows me would debate that. But what if finishing strong is admitting that you're weak? That you're too weak to keep running and you just can't do it? Yesterday I did admit that I just couldn't do it, that I'm not strong enough and then I saw a picture of Jesus taking me on his back and running the rest of the way for me. Maybe finishing strong is finally letting go and letting Christ be strength for me.

The third conclusion is that I need to rest. I don't mean sleep, I get plenty of that, I mean rest from trials. Will that happen? Yes. I know it will because God has promised a season of rest to my family and I believe Him. Until then I'm doing my best to rest in Him, Matt. 11:28-29 "Come to me, all you who are weary an dburdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls." That's the rest I'm talking about and that's what my whole family needs. I can't change my circumstances but I can rest in Him and trust that he's taking care of everything and that every single thing that He's promised to us will come to pass.

The last thing is that I am so very thankful for the amazing people that God has placed in my life. After my first marriage debacle, I begged God to not let me screw up again. It meant 4 straight years of singleness (because some people just shouldn't date) but God gave me the most amazing, wonderful husband that I could ever hope to have. He is my calm head in the storm. He has talked me down from many a ledge and I would not be who I am without him. I have 3 beautiful, amazing, loving daughters. I never could have imagined the joy that they would bring to me or that I could have a wonderful relationship with 3 spunky, fiesty, passionate girls, but I do and I wouldn't trade for anything in this world. I have friends that have been there for me and for us for forever and when I completely lose my cool and need to take a step back they're there for me- even if I don't feel like talking. Yes, I'm talking about you guys. Even if I only know you in bloggy land, I'm still thankful. I'm thankful for my parents and long walks in the woods on Thanksgiving day and for my brother who drove 10 hours each way just to see me and the girls (he didn't say Trav but I'm sure he meant Trav too). Death has been a constant companion in the last year and a half for he and his family so he didn't want to deal with another funeral but he came to Birmingham to be there for us. I'm thankful for my family by marriage that love us so much. And I'm thankful to be in the spot that I am today, tears and all. I'm not the same person that I was when I came here and I wouldn't trade that for anything.

And now I'm going to go make some chocolate milk for my incredibly patient 3 year old. That is what my life is about today and I'm happy with that.

Taking a Step Back

I just wanted to let the people that read my blog know that I'm taking a step back for a while. I'm not going to go into all the reasons or the particulars of what's going on in my life because I'm just not. I find that if you spill your guts in general, people don't really understand unless they've walked in your shoes. It's not that they don't want to but they can't understand. I understand a lot more than I did when we moved here. I can see pain in peoples eyes and the worry behind their furrowed brow even when they're trying to smile and I feel it with them. I think that's a gift that I take away from these last 8 years. I'm not complaining or asking for advice or wanting someone to come up with some magical solution for a very vague thing I'm talking about. We're just in a spot that we won't get out of without divine intervention. I believe in divine intervention but I can't be brave today. I'm sick. Actually I'm possibly more sick than I thought I was. My Dr. thinks I have insulin resistance or diabetes. But I can't find out for sure because I can't take the blood test until I'm not sick and I'm sick for the 4th straight week. It's supposed to not be a big deal. And I was really OK until I read online that stress is one of the causes of insulin resistance. I'm not having a crisis of faith- I've had that already. Years ago when this whole trial by fire thing started, it caused me to question everything I believed. And I found out that what I believed is more of a wishful thinking theology than a Bible inspired one. A theology that says 'because we're Christians we're immune to all of the troubles that the rest of people face and God will work out everything perfectly every-single-time'. Where is the faith building in that? Yes, God did part the Red Sea- but he only did it once. OK, and the Jordan River that time but those were pretty important once in a lifetime type things. But I can't even let myself ask those questions today because I think I'm mad. I'm angry that I'm sick, I'm angry that I'm not stronger. I'm angry that I'm sitting my behind on the couch every-single-day watching life go by and I'm avoiding stress like the plague. My husband can't even talk to me about where we're at because I might get stressed and be sick for longer so he has to shoulder this alone. I can't even pray because it's going to be one of those mad crying prayers and I just can't deal with it. I don't know where I'm at or what the point is. And what I really, really don't want to hear is how I should look on the bright side. After all I have a beautiful family and a wonderful husband that worships the ground I walk on and it's not like my legs have fallen off or anything. Yes, I'm grateful that my legs haven't fallen off. But my biggest peeve when someone is struggling is for the bright side to be pointed out. Yes, there are aspects of my life that are absolutely wonderful. But if I'm not allowed to voice my pain about the aspects that aren't, then it trivializes the hard times that we have gone through and are going through now. I have a beautiful family that I am so incredibly thankful for. I have a husband that in a million years I never thought anyone could love me as much as he does. I didn't even believe in love or trust or happily ever after before I met him. I still don't believe in happily ever after-life is way too real for that. I think God just gives you the grace to walk through it together. Pastor Dale said this past Sunday that we shouldn't pray for an easy life, we should pray for great grace to get through it. I'm not there and I can't pray that today. I'm not being brave or noble or strong. I just need a break. I feel like I'm at the end of myself and I don't know which end is up or what to do. So I'm taking some time off. I'm not going to blog for a while- I don't know how long. Thinking of something witty or interesting or important or creative is just too much right now. If I post something theological and thought provoking it has to be because that's where I'm at. And if I post something creative and cute and home themed, it needs to be because that's where I'm at. I start to feel pressure to write something if I haven't for a few days and I'm letting it go. I still want to read your blogs and know what's happening in your lives I just want to unplug for a while. So, yeah, I guess I'm done.

Happy Birthday to Me!

Thank you all for your kind comments on my last post and for the prayers too because I felt so-much-better yesterday. And I feel even better today. My birthday was fabulous, even on a Wednesday, and with no cake. I hadn't quite gotten my appetite back and though I was ravenously hungry at lunch, I couldn't muster up enough of an appetite for cake later. Sooo, on with the birthday recounting of how fabulous my family is.

Travis took the day off which was fortunate since I'd made a Dr.'s appointment. You know *the* Dr.'s appt. Why would I do such a thing you ask? Well, because when they asked me if Wednesday the 12th would work I forgot that it was my birthday. Actually, when I was filling out all the new patient info. I had to keep writing the date and at one point I filled in the date with my birth year- very confusing. But on my way to the Dr. I snapped this picture while I was driving. It's the only autumn leaves picture I've gotten so far. Travis was going to pull over and let me get some shots on the way to lunch but I was *really* hungry for the first time in three weeks so I opted for food instead. And my sweet husband that knows me so well took us out for BBQ at Famous Dave's. No it's not high class and fussy but my man knows I love good BBQ. Of course, it helps that he loves BBQ and if you gave Amanda some barbecue sauce she'd probably just take a bite out of a cow. She's tiny but she's a carnivore. My present from my parents and Trav are passes to the Nashville Zoo that I love so much. My passes expired about a year ago and we hadn't renewed so it will be nice to be able to take the kiddos to the zoo again. The plan is to go this Saturday and possibly have some friends go with us- and then cake. I figure I'll probably want cake by Saturday. I *love* birthday cake. Actual, real birthday cake from Publix. But the other people in my house prefer things like cheesecake or flan or strawberry pink cake so I only get it on my birthday- I'm getting some birthday cake. My present from my beautiful daughter, Amanda was shopping. Yes, shopping. She knows me so well. She bought a gift card to Starbuck's so I could get a coffee and a gift card to Yankee Candle, Bath and Body Works, and Aerie. So not only could I go shopping, I could actually buy stuff. I got a pumpkin spice candle that I plan on burning every second of every day until Thanksgiving. Then it's Cranberry Chutney- which I didn't buy but I'm certain that I can arrange to have one after Thanksgiving since Travis loves it as much as I do. As we were walking through the mall, when I headed into stores that Amanda would typically give me a hard time about, all I had to say was "it's my birthday" and it was like a get out of whining free pass. So awesome! In Pottery Barn she made fun of all the furry critter Christmas ornaments (I don't get the appeal but I guess if you're going country) *but* we found something she liked- nay loved- there. It was the best day of my life! OK, I'm being a little melodramatic- but she loved a floor lamp called photographer's tripod floor lamp. It probably helped that I did the whole "lights, camera, action!" thing when I showed it to her. She squealed with delight and has requested it for her bedroom.

I didn't use my get out of whining free card to go into William's Sonoma because they were cooking and my appetite left again and it smelled awful- to me- I'm sure the food was amazing and if you were hungry you'd love it. I held on to the Aerie gift card because I didn't find anything I couldn't live without- I thought all the PJ bottoms were ugly.

All in all it was a wonderful day and I'm really looking forward to Saturday. It wasn't a *huge* elaborate production but the people that I love the most put a lot of thought into what would make my day special and I got to spend it with them. I'm a very blessed woman.

Focus

I realize that Christy's last post was titled focus but this is a different kind of focus. I'm still sick this has been 3 weeks of the sickest I've been in recent memory. I know I get sick a lot but I had a good run of at least 6 sick free weeks this summer. I'm really over it. Or I want to be over it. The leaves are falling off the trees at an alarming rate and I'm missing it. I just want to walk downtown and get some great pictures of autumn before it's gone and we have 4 long months of no leaves on anything. I also want to make caramel covered apples with the girls. And finish up Kyleigh's presents so I can send them to her (painting is done- I'm the worst sewer on the planet, so blocks aren't done).

My birthday is Wednesday and my husband took the day off and wants to go to the zoo and I want to be able to walk around the zoo without passing out. So I'm focusing. I've been praying and God has been most insistent that I take an opportunity to rest. The last time he was this insistent about something we moved from Birmingham to Nashville in the span of a week- actually it might have been more like two days. Travis got a job and the girls and I left a couple of days later. Anyway, I don't want to have a heart attack or anything so I'm clearing my plate. I'm going to take care of my husband, our daughters and do choir and life group- and that's it. I'm not going to embroider stockings for the two new cats, or my husband or two daughters that I haven't made stockings for. Last year, it was because Halle and Sophie (cat) didn't have stockings and I was trying to save money. Everybody else has a stocking and even though they don't match and I don't like them anymore, they're staying. I'm not crafting any type of present thing for anybody this year. Last year, I worked up until about Dec. 20th trying to get everyone's present done. I didn't spend much time with the girls and missed a big chunk of Chloe's break. We didn't bake cookies until scarily close to Christmas and I didn't finish the presents and ended up buying something anyway.

I am going to (as soon as I'm not sick anymore) take Halle to the park. And we'll walk downtown and look at trees and shops and pick up a hot chocolate from Starbucks. I'm going to ask for help when I need it and quit trying to be super mom. I'm going to quit stressing about every tiny little detail of my life and stop worrying that if I screw up one little thing that God's plan for my life is completely ruined (that's actually a really, really big one. That says something about trust, doesn't it?). I'm going to enjoy this amazing season and not worry about what's around the corner. And I'm going to make this drink. We had a life group get together with our new life group this past Saturday and the hostess made this tea. She served it warm instead of iced and it was amazing. The girls and I will make cookies and I'm going to chill. And that's it.

Catch-Up

I think I'm behind about 3 blog posts now. But I've been really sick for the last few days and haven't had the strength to do much more than watch full episodes of HGTV shows online. Ooh, did I mention that you can watch full episodes of HGTV shows online? I don't usually take the opportunity to watch unless I'm working out or sick, so needless to say I watched *a lot* of HGTV this weekend. I always feel guilty for not paying attention to the girls and leaving Trav to do all of the kid related work. But sleeping helped and I'm able to walk around today- thankfully.

So, in catching up news:

Chloe's class party was this past Friday and it was completely chaotic. I had it planned out and delegated but when it came to party time two of the moms showed up late. That's *half* of the party that showed up late. Fortunately a mom that wasn't on the list of helpers came and brought a snack and helped with our game. So instead of having a group of 5 kids at each station we had half the class at one table and the other half playing a game. They didn't rotate after a certain amount of time and just bounced all over the place. But on the bright side kids like for things to be chaotic, my party is over for the year so I don't have to worry about it anymore *and* I was wearing a new pair of jeans one size smaller that fit perfectly so it almost doesn't matter, right? But you'd like to see pics of the festivities wouldn't you?

This is what happens when you let the kiddos decorate their own cookies- a frosting mountain that made this little guy sick. He couldn't finish it and had to get some water.

The girls were much more restrained in the amount of frosting- and they made much less of a mess.

Chloe was *super* excited that I was the mom "in charge". She talked the night before about my in charge-ness. And Halle was a perfect little angel- even Chloe's teacher commented on how good she was.This is "pin the nose on the scarecrow". Easy peasy and quite the crowd pleaser.And the only quiet moment of the whole party was when Chloe's teacher sat everyone down to read a story. Later that night we took the kiddos to the mall (they weren't even in costumes) to get some candy. Every year I think about taking them down main street to the historic homes because a lot of the homes have candy and special stuff. One house was showing episodes of the Muensters outside on a big screen and another house sets up a pumpkin house in their garage. I don't know what's in there but it looks like fun. Maybe we'll do it next year.

In other news- here's the little kitten I rescued a couple of weeks ago. I had just walked out the front door to get Chloe from school when I heard a meow. I looked over and saw the tiniest furball I think I'd ever seen, sitting at the corner of the next door neighbors house. As tiny as he was and with as many stray cats as we have in our neighborhood I was certain that this was a kitten rescue and not me stealing my next door neighbors kitten. He ran away from me and hid under some bushes so I knocked on Amanda's window and said "get out here now"! She ran outside, hurting her knee in the process (but it's nice that my kid just ran outside because I told her to) and went into kitten rescue mode. I pulled him out of the bushes, we took him inside and Amanda started making phone calls. One to happy tales humane center to see if they could take him and then one to the vet to see what to do. I had to leave to get Chloe but got a tearful call from Amanda while I was waiting. She asked me to pray for the kitten because she was afraid he'd die. After school was out we raced to the vet and found out that he was about 4 weeks old and that he was dehydrated- good to know that we hadn't hijacked a kitten that was being well cared for by his mommy. We'd need to bottle feed him and help him, um, "go" to the bathroom. I'm not going to write about that because it's icky but thankfully we only did that for a couple of days. He was so scrawny his backbone, ribs and hipbones were protruding (although you couldn't see them under all that fur). But after two weeks at the Button casa he's a chubby little kitty that loves to eat and chases our two bigger cats through the house. And his name is Phoenix. We weren't sure if we'd keep him at first but some things are just meant to be. So we have our first boy kitty and Travis has some male company.

OK, seriously, isn't he cute?

I don't remember what the third thing was that I had to blog about. Oh, I think it was Open House Tuesday, but that's just going to have to wait.