que sera sera

Yesterday was Sunday...it was a gorgeous day outside, my husband and I took Gabriel for a nice long walk.  We ventured in to a couple old abandoned houses and took the liberty of going inside and looking around..probably pretty neat places when they were livable.  Afterwards we took a joy ride on the bike, it has been a while for me, forgot how much I loved it!  I jokingly said that I wanted to learn how to drive it myself, and guess what...I learned!!  It's so typical of him to make things happen :)..he is such a "doer."  It's a good balance, because I don't always make things happen, I am always thinking of obstacles even before the task begins, no matter what it may be.  *^-^* (shameful)  So, I was super excited to finally ride the bike by myself..it was a lot of fun, looking forward to my next lesson when I can go faster :).  A little later, after lunch, he had supervision at school, so we went over and I played some basketball..fun fun!! ...

Henry swears he can take on anything and everything...this has been his preferred enemy or playmate the last two days.  (I don't let him  on the beds in the house, but I thought it would be cute for the picture)

What happened to the days when eating at the table was normal?  Now we are grabbing breakfast, lunch, and dinner from a window in a bag.  Since when did husbands start staying home instead of wife's?  How did we get from divorce being almost unheard of, to feeling left out if our parents are still happily married after 50 years?  Whatever happened to getting married before having 3 kids and a live in boyfriend or girlfriend?  How have movies, music, and television come from the rare curse word to now being boring if there isn't any sex, violence, or bad language?  When was the last time you sent a hand written letter?  Before we know it mailboxes will be a thing of the past.  Remember the days when family get together's were something to look forward to?  Now families get together and spend their time texting, tweeting, and facebooking.   This is not to say that I haven't been that person, or that I don't understand circumstanc...

Lifestyle Changes.  Difficult. Need Motivation. Have Motivation. Hate Vegetables. Constant Body Aches. Love "Junk" food. (processed) Feel Lazy. No Routine. Vicious Cycle. Weight Gain. Winter Blues. Still Need Motivation. Terrible Runner. Working on it. Need New Tennies. (Got some today :)) Depressed? Glutton. Working on it. Constant Tummy Aches. Picky Eater. Been Here Before. Getting Older. Can't Sleep. Nightmares. Feeling Ugly. Not OK with that. Don't Know How to Change it. Sometimes want to Hide. CAN'T. I Can Do It! I will overcome who I have become. Today. Yesterday. Happy. Working on it.

Last Thursday night (8Sept11) I had the privilege of meeting one of my inspirations.  I knew that she was going to be in New York City for Fashion Week, and that she was having a meet up sometime while she was there.  I didn't, however, know that I would be one of the girls who would be standing in the "Kandee Family" line waiting to be graced by her sweetness :).   Earlier in the day I had randomly sent a text message to my husband that I wanted to go to New York that night, and he surprised me with saying, "Why not?".  The rest of the day I was trying to talk myself out of it. Feeling unsure of whether driving a few hours just to meet someone, who doesn't know me, for just a mere 3-5 minutes was worth it.  Let me tell you, IT WAS WORTH IT!!!   I didn't really know what to say when I met her (surprise surprise haha), but she grabbed me up and hugged me a million times, and made me feel like we were forever friends :).   It is kind of funny because he...

I am not always sure of myself or the things I say.  I can never really be sure of what I think about certain things that I do...let alone what other people think.  The latter is strangely more difficult to deal with, sometimes.  Trying to find the place where caring what other people think about me and the person that they "think" I am.  I don't think there is anyone who knows the whole of me, but God.  I want to ONLY care about what He thinks of me.  I am so thankful that He knows me, but there are times that I feel so imperfect (I AM) that I wonder why God loves me.  I am no criminal or anything, but I always have room for improvement.  I want my life to be a portrait of  love.  Since God is love, I want to be a reflection of Him.  It's an every day struggle.  Trying to keep Him in the forefront of my mind isn't always easy.   I have met people that come off as continually being "in the spirit"...is that real?  I m...

So...when I was barely 11 years old I met someone who, at the time, I didn't realize would become someone who would help shape my life and become one of the most important people I would ever have the privilege of knowing.  I won't expose her name here...since I'm not sure how "kosher" that would be. haha.  This woman was my age (now) when she came into my life.  It's really strange how life has it's twists and turns.  She was my shoulder to cry on, my favorite person to laugh with, we loved shopping together, we sang in the car, wore the same outfits, liked the same food, had "fights" and made up, enjoyed the same hobbies, and from what we still hear...even LOOK ALIKE.  My "Lou" and I have been through a lot of high and a lot of low times together.  We haven't always gotten a long, but some how always seem to figure our way through those times.  We have hurt each other and gotten over it.  We have made memories that will last a l...