Monday, April 23, 2012

Change! As Martha Stewart would say, "It's a good thing."

Well let me just start by saying I am not a fan of change.  If you don't know much about me let me just tell you 1) I don't like change.  2) I don't like surprises. 3)I don't like getting out of my box.  I am in it and it is decorated just like I like it.  Thank you very much.  Now, this post has been brewing for a week so let me back you up to last Sunday morning.  D preached his little pea pickin heart out about change.  The kind that God brings.  It was a very good sermon.  (I'm not partial :)) But Sunday afternoon around the hour of three o'clock p.m. this happened.......
This is a shelf in our closet.  Well, I guess I should say this was a shelf in our closet.  I was not happy.  I want to be sure to add here that this was D's side of the closet.  I told him his side went first.  Yes, there was, notice I said was, a shelf on my side too, but his went first.  He said only because of all my shoes and junk.  So he had a good lil point to add that is how you let people bring you down.  You hang around their bad junk and it will happen.  Any way...... Back to my story.  I wasn't happy about this at all.  Because it led to something that looked like this.....

And this was just one spot in the house.  It then turned into a "let's just go ahead and fix the closet like it needs to be fixed."  You see, we have lived here almost thirteen years and we haven't touched the closet.  We moved in, the clothes went to the closet and that was it.  So we ended up doing this.....

I know you are thinking what's the big deal and what is your point?  Bear with me.  My sweet husband knowing I have a love for all cute shoes built me a shoe cubby.  This was the beginning.  And in the end, his shoes fit too.  Notice the paint color????

The end result looks something like this only better.  This was a chest of drawers that was his parents and hold on to your teeth all you antique lovers, I painted it!!! Yep I did.  The pulls are back on and the drawers close properly. 

And then there is this.  I know it isn't anything spectacular, but it was a dumpster dive revive.  It's original purpose was to hold plants maybe?  I don't really know, but I got it thinking I could do something with it.  I wasn't planning on painting it and using it in my closet for my scarves but isn't it just the cutest thing? 
Ok so back to my point on change..  D says to me Sunday night once we are home from church, "Just tell me what you want so I can get it fixed."  My reply, "Just brace it all back up so I can get all this mess back in here."  Remember, I don't like change. But God does. And He used D to finish it up yesterday.  He spoke on enlarging our life.  In order to do that sometime we have to be stretched.  And that is painful.  (I am thinking about childbirth as I type.  That is painful but look at your reward.)  God is all about some rewards.  I never would have nor did I jump out of bed during our spring break and say, "Honey I am going to paint the closet today and I want you to build some shelves and such."  But now that it is done, I am so proud of the newness of our closet.  We (I) got rid of ALOT!  And I have to admit our closet looks so much better.  Sometimes God requires us to change.  Sometimes we just don't want to.  But when we are following Him,  it doesn't matter if we want the change or not the end results are beautiful. 

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Spring Break 2012

In trying to keep up with Martha Stewart and Betty Crocker, I made this.  The problem is I used a recipe from the Hershey's cookbook for the icing. Put it all together and we got trouble!!!  Big TROUBLE!   You see, tomorrow is the last day of spring break.  Maybe I am feeling a little depressed.  This past week has been what the doctor ordered except I didn't go to the doc.  It has just been nice and quiet.  No stress.  The boys and I spent the day together last Friday.  We did a little shopping for them, of course.  We spent Friday night celebrating our anniversary, where else, but a gym watching our boys.  But that was ok.  We were together.  Saturday we did the same.  Sunday we celebrated Easter.  Together.  Monday was spent with one of my besties, Starbucks, and shopping.  (For us of course)  The rest of the week has been spent, well, just being.  It has been quiet.  I've spent some time with just my thoughts and that is sometimes scary.  However, sometimes needed.  The phone hasn't rang.  I have remembered to turn the oven off.  I have remembered to unplug everything.  Yet this spring break has left me longing.  Longing for summer.  But I'll not rush it just yet.  I have learned my lesson in rushing tomorrow.  Only "Daddy" knows what tomorrow will hold.  Plus, once summer gets here, I will have a sophomore and a senior.  I'm not sure if I am ready for that. 
And I'm not sure that this one below is ready for summer either.  Spring break has just about wore him out. 
But for now I will go enjoy some chocolate cake!

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

At His Feet

I realize by saying what I am about to say I am taking a risk in sounding completely crazy.  If you don't have house pets, you may not understand.  But so many times I find that our relationship with our pets is a whole lot like our relationship with our Heavenly Father.  I couldn't help but think about this last night as I watched what was taking place in this picture.  You see, D was eating.  Samps was setting near by watching every move he made toward his mouth.  Samps even looked at me like "I can't believe he didn't throw me that piece!"  So he moved a little closer.  All most at his feet.  And then that still small voice spoke.  "That is where you are fed the most.  At my feet." 

Friday, April 6, 2012

Good Friday

I know full well the meaning behind celebrating Good Friday and that will be where my thoughts are for the most part of this day and this weekend.  However, on this day 22 years ago, I married my best friend.  Twenty two years ago, there may have been some people who thought we would never make it a year.  But, praise be to our God, here we are.  Still going strong.  I can't help but think of that Shania Twain song from a few years ago, "You are still the one".  And he is.