Worth a thousand

flarp humor *warning this post is uncouth

A few weeks ago, the ladies of my church headed to Waco for a "Just give me Jesus" conference with guest speaker Ann Graham Lotz. We planned the trip as "The AmazinGrace" (the amazing race/Grace of course!). Lots of fun tasks performed, i.e. walking into a store with a baby doll and asking for a changing table for her, walking through a drive through and ordering (which was illegal, but we didn't know). These are grown women, mind you, some with grandchildren. But perhaps the most fun thing for my small group was the flarp. Flarp? What is that, you ask? It's the goo in a cup that produces farting noises. I swear, I morphed into an 8 year old boy the minute the cup was opened, and I wasn't the only one. Grown women with children at home, enjoying the simple joys of throwing out a fart noise with an appropriate leg tossed up in the air,and making fart jokes "hey, can you hand me my fart?". I knew it was stupid, but I couldn't stop myself. At one point, I found myself crammed into a photo booth with two other women in a mall, scaring passers by with an aggressive flarp squeeze. I'd do it again in a heartbeat. So, I guess the moral of my story is, If you're ever down and out, feeling blue.. bust out the flarp. It's bound to make you smile a little bit.

See, you're not alone.

love ya

I love you mommy

love,
Kayleigh xoxoxo

Kayleigh's Korner

My oldest feels the need to share the in depth and dramatic story of her life in the 3rd grade. It is of course by invitation only, so you can email me at prettypictures25@yahoo.com or request it by going here

I'm sure she'll be keeping it up to date (for a while at least) and it should probably be interesting as well.

3 deep breaths and count to ten.

Warning: Political post

Do not lose your cool when you are called small minded, just because you disagree with a "new" idea.

Do not yell back at someone when they yell their opinions at you. Loud does not equal right.

Do not let your frustration overwhelm you when they say that you are alone, and no one else feels the way you do.

Do not see red when they try to turn our country red.

Do not feel despair when hope and change has a new definition.

Take 3 deep breaths and count to ten. Then just keep going.

ahhhhh

After a very few frustrating days, I finally got my photography website (and blog) up and running. It's a basic "jumping off" point right now, but it's up and that's a huge victory for me.

In other news...

The girls are adjusting to school fairly nicely. Ella starts preschool next week (awww and Allelujah!). I'm ready. I only have really two plans...
1. Finish painting the living room.
2. Go to the movies during a matinee once. (I haven't done this, oh I don't know.. ever. ) Looking forward to it. I want to see "The Time Traveler's Wife" and I can't drag Baxter to go to it, it's perfect. Is it even still out?

Still loving the house (aside from a few air conditioning issues).
Still loving ministry (new worship post coming soon).
Still loving being married to a giant goofball (who is working his tail off these days might I add).
Still loving this crazy beautiful life.

Lots of pictures coming soon, and a few updates. Stay tuned, will ya? Pretty please?