Monday, March 31, 2008

Kelly Green

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I did a bit of shopping last week while my boys were visiting their Grandma and Grandpa. And I made a discovery that I never, in a million years, thought I'd be sharing with you. But, as it turns out, when it comes to wearing colors, I've got a new favorite, just slightly below "pink" in my list of favorite colors, which makes it just slightly above "black", now my third favorite color. The color is: Kelly Green.

I bought a shirt in this color and I can hardly wait to wear it. I'm not sure when I should wear it. It would have been perfect for St. Patrick's Day, but just two short weeks ago, I didn't own a single. green. article. of. clothing.

Can you believe that?

Well, now I do own a Kelly Green Shirt. And it's my new favorite.

I've really got to get more Kelly Green incorporated into my wardrobe!

P.S. I started my new job today and all I can say is it was bliss. Well, bliss as far as a job can be. I spent six hours planning. I was paid to plan, organize, and create. On Wednesday my student officially starts school. Then all the real fun begins! Have I mentioned lately that I feel extremely blessed?



Friday, March 28, 2008

Feast One-Hundred & Eighty-Four



Appetizer

Given the choice, would you prefer to live in the country or in the city?

Well, since I'm living out my dream to live in the country, I'll say the country.

Soup

Who is the cutest kid you know?

Do I really have to answer this? Any mother knows her own kids are the cutest.

Salad

Fill in the blank: I couldn't believe it when I heard that my husband was getting a lay-off notice.

Main Course

If you could star in a commercial for one of your favorite products, which one would you want to advertise?

I'm going to say shampoo (I currently use Pantene) . . . because that would mean I have amazing hair. Which I don't. But if I were to qualify to advertise, I'd have to have long, gorgeous, shining, healthy hair.

Dessert

What type(s) of vitamins and/or supplements do you take on a regular basis?

I take a Vitamin B 100 Complex which does wonders for my energy level.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Pink Slip!

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Yesterday at the Toolbox Meeting at Wayne's workplace, he was informed that everyone would be receiving a layoff notice with their pay-stubs this Friday. Plus, there is no overtime available until further notice.

Apparently the demand for products that Wayne's workplace manufactures has hit an all-time low and there is only enough work to keep everyone busy for about a month-and-a-half. But, because they don't know what orders may come in within the next month, an official layoff date has not yet been determined.

Fifteen percent of the existing employees will not be laid off. Seniority has no bearing on the boss's decision about who goes and who stays. Thankfully, Wayne has an excellent work ethic and is good at what he does. He is also responsible with his time and always makes up for hours he misses, even if it means making up 30 hours for one week of lost work due to illness (he recently did this). So, there's a strong possibility that Wayne may be in the 15% of employees who get to stay.

There are some employees who are welcoming the layoff. They want to spend the summer at the lake, so they're just going to collect employment insurance and not even seek other work. Wayne is not one of them. And he is not concerned about any of this at all.

Meanwhile, there's me. I worry. I worry a lot. But at the same time, I must admit that since the events at the end of last month with me taking a plunge of faith and quitting my job, I have gained a new perspective on how God really does "work things out". I believe this impending layoff for Wayne is actually a test for me. A test to stretch my faith further.

Obviously, the fact that I have my new job is helping to ease my anxiety. However, my wage is nowhere near what Wayne makes as a welder, and I honestly do not want to hold the responsibility of being the primary income-earner in our household, so long as Wayne is capable of holding down a job.

Wayne has already informed me that if he does receive a "real" layoff notice sometime in the weeks ahead, he will look for another job to tide us over in the meantime. I am so fortunate to have such a dependable husband. And fortunately for us, work in his field is not hard to come by.

So, despite the potential of Wayne losing his job, all is well. However, I would appreciate your prayers as we deal with the uncertainty of everything right now. God knows what lies ahead and we are doing our best to trust Him.

Even in the midst of this news about Wayne's job, I feel extremely blessed right now. Blessing upon blessing has been poured out upon us and I just marvel at how God truly has predestined each and every part of our life . . . each moment of our day.

I've been meaning to do this for a while now, and today seems to be just as good a time as any, to share with you the blessings I've been granted in the last while (some of them have always been there; but I'm going to state the obvious because sometimes it's not so obvious to me because I can get so caught up in other aspects of life I just ignore the blessings). So, in no particular order, these are some of my blessings:

~My old job. Even though I struggled to be there, it provided us with supplemental income for six months. I learned some new skills and I definitely don't take that for granted.
~My new job. Three months ago I wouldn't have expected to be starting a full-time job at the school. It is a dream-come-true.
~The hours at my new job work out perfectly alongside the boys' school schedule.
~The boys get to travel with me instead of taking the bus. They don't mind the bus, but there have been some issues in the last while that haven't been dealt with properly.
~The last month of resting and re-energizing and learning about the love of my Father in Heaven; He has lavished His grace upon me.
~My beautiful house and yard. We waited 11 years for this place . . . it was well worth it.
~My amazing boys. They are healthy, strong and smart.
~Music. I've become enamored with Chris Tomlin's music and get a healthy does of it every day.
~A reliable vehicle. You do not know how relieved I am to get behind the wheel of a vehicle that actually starts each time I try.
~My extended family. We are growing and it's so exciting to see! My family is such a huge support system to me and I appreciate each one of them for the uniqueness that they bring to the clan.
~My husband. He never seems to tire of me, which I personally find unbelievable. I fall in love with him more and more each day.
~The Easter season. God's grace is truly amazing.
~My friends, both near and far.
~Material blessings. There seems to be an endless supply.
~Books.
~Food: both the type I need and the type I indulge in.
~My pets.
~My blogging friends. You brighten up my days!
~My faith. I was blessed to be raised in a Christian home. And I do not take that for granted.

My list could go on and on. I encourage you to think about your blessings. It will help put life's valleys into better perspective.


CLARIFICATION:!:! (added Friday, March 28/08)
After speaking with my husband more on the subject of his potential layoff after he got home from work late last night, he informed me that 85% of the employees will be staying . . . not going. So, that means 15% of them actually have to go. I'm even less concerned about all of this now.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Sweetness!!

My new niece is a sweet, adorable,
bundle of joy!

This is Alisha Eowyn with her parents, Scott & Rain


The boys and I visited her for a short while this afternoon.


This is my niece, Kelsey, holding Alisha:


Here's Mitchell . . . his wish for a sister didn't come true, but
he's got the next best thing: a baby girl cousin!


Alisha is so precious!





Stuff You Really Don't Need to Know

randomness…feed your mind and your blog


This week marks the 100th post of the Randomness Meme. Here’s this week’s questions:

1. What’s your favorite ice cream flavor?
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I was once treated to a Grand Marnier ice cream cone . . . way back in 1991 when I was working in the Canadian Rockies as a breakfast waitress/chambermaid. I can't even remember the name of the town or the little ice cream shop that we discovered somewhere in the middle of the winding mountain roads, but this place made their own ice cream and, since I'm a huge fan of Grand Marnier (the flavor, that is; I've never actually consumed real Grand Marnier), I immediately chose that flavor for my ice cream cone. Unfortunately, I've never found that flavor anywhere else on this planet. It was a one-time indulgence. So good!

2. What shampoo do you use?
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I wish I could insert here that I use something from the salon, but truthfully, I can't justify spending that kind of money on myself. So, I am currently using (and usually use), Pantene, either for blondes, or at the moment I'm using the Pro-V Daily Moisture Renewal formula. I like it, but I prefer John Frieda's shampoo for blonde hair. I actually prefer all of John Frieda's hair products over Pantene's . . . but for the past little while it's come down to a number-crunching game for me; therefore, Pantene is what I currently use, because it's cheaper.

3. How do you like your eggs?
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I do not enjoy eating the yolk separate from the white, so that leaves me with limited options. For hot eggs I prefer scrambled or an omelet. And if I eat a hard-boiled egg, it must be in the form of either egg salad or part of a potato salad. The only time I will actually eat an egg any other way is when it is poached and becomes part of Eggs Benedict. I love Eggs Benedict!

4. What’s the first thing you do when you get online?
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I check my blog for comments and traffic reports. After that, I check out my Facebook account, for messages and notifications.

5. What is your favorite TV show?
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This is kind of tricky for me, so I'm going to categorize my response so that I can provide you with five favorites. For reality T.V., my favorite show is What Not To Wear. For comic relief, my favorite show is Seinfeld. To get my dose of weekly drama, I have to say it's a tie between House and Grey's Anatomy. I must also mention here that I would love to own the entire collection of Little House on the Prairie. When I was growing up we didn't have this show on our limited selection of television stations, but a couple of years ago my friend lent me the first two seasons on DVD and I fell in love with the show. I'd have to say that above all other television series, Little House on the Prairie would have to rank as Number One.

6. Which do you prefer, the sunrise or the sunset?
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Sunset.

7. When is the last time you went to the mall?

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About two months ago my best friend and I spent an evening shopping together. We hadn't done that for at least ten years, so it was a lot of fun. I, however, was attempting to buy clothes, which wasn't a whole lot of fun because nothing fit properly.

8. What was the last food that you ate?

I just finished eating my breakfast, which consisted of a homemade toasted bun with butter. My drink? A diet grapefruit pop. Really healthy, I know.

9. What is your favorite animal?
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Anyone who knows me well will already know this, but I really love polar bears. I also really love dogs. So, my favorite wild animal is a polar bear. My favorite domesticated animal is a dog.

10. Do you collect anything?
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Yes, dust. I am forever having to dust my house. Our acreage is located along a very busy grid road and it seems that all the dust that flies off that road ends up in my house, mostly in the living room, where I have glass-topped end tables and coffee table, plus a piano and a wooden rocking chair. These items all collect a lot of dust. And because we have hardwood floors, dust bunnies are forever accumulating on the floor. I could spend all day dusting my house. But I don't. Other than that, I don't really have a collection, other than the Coca Cola paraphernalia that my husband has accumulated over the years, which is now in the process of being added to our family room in the basement we are currently renovating. It's our "Coca-Cola Room".

randomness...feed your mind and your blog

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Just Call Me Auntie Kim . . .

My brother and his wife had their first baby this afternoon . . . a little girl named

Alisha Eowyn

Tomorrow I get to visit her! Today I bought her some gifts . . . so much fun!!!

I'll post pictures as soon as I can. I already know she's going to be a beauty.

Calvin & Hobbes

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Cartoon by Bill Watterson

The boys have affectionately named our vehicles, including the newest addition to our vehicle family, a very reliable mode of transportation which now belongs to me . . . a 2007 Chevrolet Cobalt LT. My car is now known as "Calvin". Wayne's 2006 Dodge Ram 2500 truck is "Hobbs". So, in our driveway sit Calvin & Hobbes. Calvin is white; Hobbes is black. A bit boring, but oh well. Beggars can't be choosers. I'm just so relieved to have a reliable vehicle again. I don't really care what color it is . . .

Have I mentioned how blessed I feel? Extremely blessed!


This is a picture of our "Calvin"

Monday, March 24, 2008

Just In Case You're Wondering . . .

Regarding the whole marshmallow equivalency scandal from a few days back . . . my sister Tammy sent me an e-mail to advise me of her recipe for Rice Krispie Cake, which uses mini marshmallows. I made another cake yesterday (decorated with Cadbury's Micro-Mini Eggs - yummy!) and used her recipe, except I doubled it. Here's the single recipe:

Melt
1/4 C. margarine and
5 C. mini marshmallows
on low heat. Once melted, add
1/2 tsp. vanilla
and
6 C. Rice Krispies
cereal
Mix together and spread into a greased pan. Enjoy!




Saturday, March 22, 2008

He Is Risen!

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Behold His Resurrection

~by Connie Campbell Bratcher~

“Why come to this place seeking the living among the dead?
He is not here...He is Risen!”-The heavenly messengers said.
Hallelujah...He’s Alive!...Alive forevermore!
He arose, just as He said He would, and opened glory’s door.
Without His resurrection...There’d be no salvation, no justification;
There’d be no purification, no sanctification.
Without His resurrection...There’d be no redemption story;
There’d be no Hope of Glory.
Praise God...our King is alive and well-
He’s conquered all...sin, death, and hell.
Take the message everywhere...Go and tell:
Resurrected...He’s The WAY for all who relent,
Believing in Him, as they bow and repent.
Resurrected...He’s The TRUTH for all who seek-
Having ears to hear what God would speak.
Resurrected...He’s The LIFE for the spiritually dead-
Quickened and cleansed by the blood He shed.
Praise the Name of JESUS...Praise Him forevermore-
He’s Alive within His people,
And He’s Heaven’s only door.

Hallelujah...He’s Alive!


“Jesus said...I am the way, the truth, and the life:
no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.”
(John 14:6)

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Thursday, March 20, 2008

Good Friday

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"Does God really love us? I say look to the crucified Jesus. Look to the old rugged cross. By every thorn that punctured His brow. By every mark of the back lacerating scourge. By every hair of his beard plucked from his cheeks by cruel fingers. By every bruise which heavy fists made upon His head. God said, "I love you!" By all the spit that landed on his face. By every drop of sinless blood that fell to the ground. By every breath of pain which Jesus drew upon the cross. By every beat of His loving heart. God said, "I love you."

Billy Lobbs

Meeting Him for the First Time

Yesterday I met "my student" for the first time. I like him. I think we're going to get along quite well, actually, and I'm so excited about my new job that I haven't been able to sleep for the past few nights. I'm tired when I go to bed, but I just toss and turn, toss and turn.

The other reason for my tossing and turning is our whole vehicle situation. We've been researching a few different models and have narrowed it down to one of two types of cars. I'm not wanting or needing anything fancy. My only requirements are as follow: low mileage on a used vehicle; excellent fuel economy; air-conditioning and cruise control. For some people the cruise control isn't an essential item. But with the amount of highway driving we do (which is almost everywhere we go), it's a really great feature to have. Unfortunately, some of the economy-priced vehicles don't come with cruise control in their standard models. You have to "upgrade" to their "best" model, which adds several thousand dollars to the purchase price.

Our goal is to have a different car by the time I start my job on March 31st. I'll keep you posted.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

A Mathematical Marshmallow Mess

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Last night after supper I decided to whip up a pan of Rice Krispie Squares. However, my recipe (and any other recipe I could find with the same title) called for 40 large marshmallows. I was doubling my recipe, so I required 80 large marshmallows.

My problem: I only had
mini marshmallows on hand.

So, I went on a quest to find out how many mini marshmallows I would need in order to make the equivalent of 80 large ones. If you can believe this, the research I found said 10. Ten mini marshmallows for one large one seemed like a lot to me, but off I went, counting out my mini marshmallows at a ratio of 10:1.

Using this ratio, and considering the fact that I had doubled my recipe, it meant counting out 800 mini marshmallows. I quit counting individual marshmallows once I got to 60 minis. That means that I had only reached a total of 6 large marshmallows. I looked into my pot and decided that a 10:1 ratio was too many minis. So, I resorted to using my hand instead. I guesstimated that one handful of mini marshmallows is equivalent to about 3 large ones, so therefore for 80 large (minus the 6 I had already counted out), I needed about 25 handfuls of mini marshmallows in order to prepare my Rice Krispie Cake with success.

As the marshmallows and margarine were melting before me, I began to wonder if I had done the right thing. But in all honesty, if I hadn't reverted to the "guesstimate" method and actually counted them out instead, I'd probably still be counting mini marshmallows. 800 of them.

So, you may have just learned something new. Or maybe not. Perhaps I should have sought all of your advice on this topic instead of Google's advice. In any case, the outcome was a delicious treat!

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Note to Saturn: R.I.P.

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More car grief? Yes, indeed!!!

I just picked up my car from the mechanic on Saturday. Obviously it wasn't completely fixed. I drove it 3 times.

Then it died. Again.

Thankfully, I have an amazing best friend who reorganized and juggled her entire afternoon just to ensure that I made it home from the city to the country before the boys got home from school.

My call to the auto insurance company to tow my car (for the third time in a month), was made with trepidation. I'm not sure how many tows we are allowed in a year, but I'm beginning to wonder what they think of us . . . needing frequent tows. So far, so good, though. No charges for the tows have been incurred as of yet.

Enough already!!!!

The mechanic called me about an hour after I arrived home. Apparently my car is now fixed.

I'll believe it when I see it.

My Saturn is on its way to the car graveyard. May you Rest In Peace, 1999 Saturn SL1.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Jehovah Jireh - God Our Provider

When I resigned from my job on February 29, 2008, I really had no idea what God had in store for me . . . all I knew is that I finally needed to give in and give up and give God complete control over all aspects of my life, particularly in the area of whether or not I should be employed.

Several posts ago I shared that in retrospect, I now realize I was in a bit of a tug-of-war with God regarding His plan for my life, a few months prior to my resignation. I wanted security.
He wanted me to trust Him to meet our needs. I wanted stability. He wanted me to seek Him in all areas of my life, including my place of employment. Finally, upon surrendering to Him regarding my job, and after a week of emotional breakdowns, He got my attention.

These past two weeks have been a gift from God. I've been able to regenerate and rejuvenate myself emotionally, mentally, physically and spiritually. My level of trust in my God and Saviour reached a new level as a result of my obedience to God's prompting and leading in my life. Honestly, it was complete surrender to Him when I handed in my resignation. For all practical reasons, me quitting my job would be considered a stupid thing to do by some people. But as I said in an earlier post, it was necessary to quit due to my failing mental health.

Last week I received a phone call from the Vice Principal at Mitchell and Ty's school. She informed me of a new position coming available at the school and she encouraged me to apply. While I was somewhat hesitant, simply due to the fact that I keep applying for positions there and never land a job, I wasn't sure I could handle the rejection (again). I had already noticed the job posting on the school division website but had not yet proceeded with sending my resume to them. But, since I had received this phone call, Wayne and I decided that if I didn't attempt to at least
try out for the position, I'd always wonder over the fact that this might have been "my time".

Any other time I've applied for a job at the school, my hopes have been elevated to ridiculously high levels. While I claimed to "leave it in God's hands", really, I didn't. I held on to the potential outcome of job opportunities and didn't give the situation fully over to God.

Because of the resignation experience a few weeks ago, my perspective on God's control in my life has taken on new meaning. I can now say that I'm actually living the talk that I so carelessly proclaimed in the past. Now, this time, it was different. I gave this over to God. And I left it at His feet.

After submitting my resume, it took three days before I had a call for an interview. Honestly, I thought God had shut the door on this opportunity because in the past, I've received a call within 2 days after sending in my resume. The interview was scheduled for today at noon, right before I was to start my substitute work for the school secretary for the duration of the school day. The questions were all the same. Same format. Same 12 questions that I've been asked many times in the past . . . I tried to come up with interesting answers to the questions . . . truthful answers, but ones that were different from the answers I had given in the past at the previous interviews.

I left my interview feeling so relieved that it was over. That's all I felt. The interviewers gave no indication of their thoughts on whether or not they liked me for the position or not. It was all very formal and diplomatic (like it always is). I went to my pseudo-secretary desk and got to work. The next candidate for the position was waiting for her turn. I then became nervous. But I had pseudo-secretarial work to get done, so, that's what I did.

The next hour dragged. My interview lasted about 20 minutes. I did not see the other candidate leave the interview area, so I assumed that she was taking twice as long as me to be interviewed. I took that as a bad sign. However, I continually reminded myself that God is in control. He knows what's best for me . . . for my family. If it's in His will for me to have this position, He'll allow it. If not, He'll provide for us in another way.

At 2:00 p.m. the entourage of interviewers exited the interview room. I was then offered the position and accepted. The interviewer from the school division office told me that I gave one of the best interviews she's ever heard. Wow . . . that blew me away, because I didn't think I had done that well. But God knew; He just knew that I needed to hear something like that to help boost my self-esteem.

My new position begins after the Easter break. I'll be working with a 20-year old in a Life Skills program. I am so excited about this opportunity!!! Part of our day will be spent at the school working on basic life skills like money management, cooking, cleaning, laundry, etc. and the afternoon will be spent at a nearby town where the student will be involved in an actual workplace environment. This type of programming is new to our school and I'm really looking forward to working with the resource teacher and the employment supervisor to assist this student in reaching his full potential.

This position has been "in the works" for a few months, but it's taken up until now for everything to fall into place. There are still some logistical issues to work through, but one of the final steps was to find a suitable person to work with this student. The months leading up to this job offer were preparing me for God's blessing.

I am truly excited for how God is going to use me in this student's life. I know more challenges are ahead of me . . . but I have the assurance that God provides. He provides surprises in our life. He leads if we allow Him to.

"Busy" Is My Middle Name

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I have a busy week ahead of me. I've got the opportunity to work at the school two days this week as a substitute (Secretary this afternoon and Educational Associate on Wednesday all day). On Tuesday I'm getting together for a Girl's Day Out with two good friends. On Thursday the boys have no school so that's always fun, and Friday is Good Friday (I get to attend an Easter Cantata at my sister's church); Saturday is going to be a day for housework and Sunday is Easter, which will be spent at my parent's house. This week is going to zoooooom by. Next week the boys are off from school all week and I've already got a couple of play dates scheduled for them; and we're hoping to possibly look into getting a different car. I got my Saturn back this weekend, and, well, it still has problems, even though I just spent my entire final pay cheque from my old job on car repairs!!! Yikes!! But I'm thankful to have my wheels back, even though they aren't great.


I may also have something exciting to share with you by the end of today. If so, I'll either post about it later tonight or tomorrow. Stay tuned.

And have a great Monday!!!

Friday, March 14, 2008

Feast One-Hunded & Eighty-Three

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Appetizer

On a scale of 1-10 (with 10 as highest), how much do you like your own handwriting?

When I take the time to write neatly, I really like my handwriting, so I guess I'd give myself a 9.7/10. Unfortunately, my writing can be a bit messy and only recognizable by myself if I'm in a hurry and just "jotting" things down. My writing is sort of a combination of printing and writing. I also have the capability to change my writing in order to disguise it.

Soup

Do you prefer baths or showers?

I prefer baths . . . bubble baths to be precise. However, bubble baths rarely happen for me. Showers are quicker and easier. Plus, it takes forever to fill our tub with water since we moved to the country; I'm not sure why. It just does.

Salad

What was the last bad movie you watched?

A lot of people probably liked the movie Hope Floats. But I really didn't like it. Actually, I didn't even watch it to the end because I found that even by half-way through, I was bored to tears. I don't know what I was expecting, exactly; but the fact that it had a 4-star rating maybe geared me up for something better. I taped it off the T.V. a few months ago and finally attempted to watch it last week. It was a futile attempt.

Main Course

Name something you are addicted to and describe how it affects your life.

Hmmm . . . how about blogging or facebook. Both of these modern means of communicating and supposedly connecting with people consume more of my time than I'd like to admit. I've been thinking I should ban myself from the computer for a week and see how much more I accomplish as a result.

Dessert

Which instrument is your favorite to listen to?

I really like the piano if it is played well. However, listening to my 8-year old son play music by ear can be torturous at times. He think it sounds right, but if there's a note or two that's off, it really bugs me. However, I don't want to discourage him from trying.

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Thursday, March 13, 2008

Memory Lane . . . brought to you by the color PINK!

From left to right: Liesa, Shantel (flower girl), Me, Anita, Daphne

Don't ask me why . . . I just felt compelled to share this picture with you.

This is my wedding day . . . me with my lovely ladies.

I'm grateful to report that I'm still in contact with each one of these terrific friends.

Liesa is going to have her first child this summer.

Anita just had daughter number three back in November.

Daphne (who also happens to be a step mom), just celebrated her daughter's 2nd birthday in February.

Shantel is currently a grade 11 student (she's my niece on Wayne's side of the family).

And about the Bride? Well, her boys are much older than everyone else's kids . . . not sure how that happened!

I love you girls all so much. Thanks again for wearing pink for me (almost 11 years ago)!

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

1-800-I-IGNORE

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If I notice a 1-800 number appearing on my phone's call display, I ignore it. I don't answer. It is very frustrating to pick up the phone and have one of the following occur:
1) A recorded message indicating that I've won a trip to Mexico;
2) A recorded message indicating that a company I owe money to wants me to call them back at my earliest convenience;
3) A non-recorded message (but it may as well be, because the person on the other end is just reading a script) from a company asking me to participate in a survey.

My responses to the above would be this:
1) I can't afford your "free" holiday;
2) I know I owe you money. I'll send it when I have it;
3) I don't want to participate in a short, 2-3 minute survey that is actually going to take up 10-15 minutes of my time.

1-800 numbers are a pet peeve of mine. But have you noticed that sometimes 1-800 numbers are "disguised" on call display as: "Out of Area". Around here that means one of two things . . . either someone is trying to call me with their cell phone (hardly ever happens) or it's a 1-800 number in disguise. I usually don't answer those calls either.

So basically, I only answer the phone for "real" people. Unfortunately, since I've been off work, I don't get many "real" people phone calls.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Bigger Than Any Mountain

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A couple of months ago I was really struggling to "hear" God's voice. It was frustrating, to say the least. I asked Him to make His plan more obvious to me, and, well, He's answering that prayer. Slowly, but surely, He's answering.

It all started with my own actions, prompted by circumstances, which ultimately were directed by Him. Had I not listened and obeyed what I believed to be God's guiding hand in my life, I'm not sure how I'd be coping right now. For the last week and a bit, I've been resting in the safety and comfort of my Heavenly Father's arms. He is restoring me. He is nurturing me. He is preparing me for the plans He has for me.

I honestly cannot remember the last time I felt like this spiritually. January and February were tough months for me in regards to my spiritual life. In retrospect, I can now see that I was in a bit of a tug-of-war with God. He was pulling me in one way (His way), but I was fighting to go my own way. While I wanted to "win" the battle, He wanted victory more. It took a while. But once I gave in (after I crashed and burned), He was there to pick me up.

For the first time in a long time, I'm excited about the "unknowns" of the future. Normally I become anxious over all of the unknowns. But I think I've finally come to a place where my trust in God has reached the next level. I'm so thankful for that, because even though I resigned from a job that was weighing me down, our financial obligations continue to exist. Faced with similar circumstances two months ago, I would have been freaking out over the bills piling up. But today as I face this mountain of responsibilities, I'm reminded of a song that my country-church choir used to sing . . . Bigger Than Any Mountain. This has been "playing" over and over in my mind the past couple of days: "Bigger than any mountain, bigger than anything; He's bigger than all my problems, bigger than all my fears; God is bigger than any mountain that I can or cannot see. Oh, yes, He's bigger than all my question, bigger than anything; God is bigger than any mountain that I can or cannot see. . ."
(Gaither band)

Lately I've also been reminded of one of my favorite verses in the Bible, Jeremiah 29:11, which says: "I know the plans I have for you . . .plans to give you a hope and a future." God is in my tomorrows. He didn't promise an easy road . . . but whatever road He leads me down, it will all be worth it in the end.

Saving Power or Staying Power?

I had an instructor at Bible College that stated, "God's staying power is stronger than His saving power."

While I don't necessarily believe that one of God's powers is more powerful than another, there may be something that rings true in the above quote.

In my recent attempts to reconnect with old friends through Facebook, I've been somewhat disappointed by a few discoveries I've made . . . discoveries regarding the faith of former friends, and how they've chosen to deviate from the truth they once knew. I've also made this discovery in the blogging world as well. My heart breaks for these former Jesus-followers and I'm not sure how or what to do about it other than pray for them . . . pray that the Holy Spirit would convict them and change their hearts back over to Him.

I've never really thought my personal testimony to be anything overwhelmingly dramatic. I'm not a reformed prisoner, alcoholic or drug abuser. I am a law-keeper, non-drinker, and I've never even tried smoking, let alone drugs. God has spared me from those things. However, I am a sinner, and I've experienced God's grace in so many areas of my life and Jesus is very real to me. I've never considered throwing away my faith. And I know that it is by the grace of God that I am still a believer today. I truly do not know where I'd be if it weren't for God's existence . . . His presence in my life.

I guess that's why I am unable to understand how and why a person chooses to turn away from God. And yes, I believe it is a choice that we all make. Once we have been given the knowledge of what Christ did for us on the cross, we have to make the decision to accept or reject Him. I'm just not sure how someone goes from praising God and ministering to others for Him one year, and then the next they are proclaiming atheism. I am not being extreme here. This has happened to people I know.

I suppose it's not up to me to decipher the whys and whats, but rather, uphold these individuals in my prayers; and praise God that His staying power has been a powerful force in my own life.

There's a song by Nichole Nordeman entitled, "What If?" It is a song that asks some hard questions and addresses a bit of what I've written about in this post. The lyrics for the song follow, as well as a link to another blogger's thoughts on this topic, along with a YOU-TUBE presentation of Nichole Nordeman's song.

WHAT IF? - by Nichole Nordeman

What if you're right?
And he was just another nice guy
What if you're right?
What if it's true?
They say the cross will only make a fool of you
And what if it's true?

What if he takes his place in history
With all the prophets and the kings
Who taught us love and came in peace
But then the story ends
What then?

But what if you're wrong?
What if there's more?
What if there's hope you never dreamed of hoping for?
What if you jump?
And just close your eyes?
What if the arms that catch you, catch you by surprise?
What if He's more than enough?
What if it's love?

What if you dig
Way down deeper than your simple-minded friends
What if you dig?
What if you find
A thousand more unanswered questions down inside
That's all you find?

What if you pick apart the logic
And begin to poke the holes
What if the crown of thorns is no more
Than folklore that must be told and retold?

You've been running as fast as you can
You've been looking for a place you can land for so long
But what if you?re wrong?

Check out this link and You-Tube presentation of WHAT IF? at Sugar Bug.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Spring is Springing!

Crocus tommasinianus

I'm so happy to report that Spring is on its way around here! Yesterday after school the boys and I were outside playing without mittens or winter jackets. This weekend it's supposed to be warm, so I hope that stays true. Earlier this week it felt like we were back in January when the temperatures really plummeted.

While I like this time of year, there are parts of it I dislike. I dislike the condition of my dogs once the snow melts and the mud emerges. Two of my dogs are white, and in spring they become the color of dirt. I also find picking out clothes with the boys frustrating as well, because in the morning it's often cooler and the temperatures get higher throughout the day. That means that the outerwear they require in the morning is vastly different from what they require by the end of the day. In the springtime, they usually come off the bus carrying their outerwear or stuffing it into their backpacks, because they're so warm.

One thing about living in Saskatchewan . . . there are definitely four seasons and each season brings its positives and negatives. I like watching the seasons change before my eyes . . . God's creation is amazing!

P.S. Crocus flowers like in the picture above are not emerging just yet. But as a child, there was a little contest that occurred among the students to find out who could find the first crocus of the season . . . bring it to school and present it to the teacher. Crocuses always remind me of that. Right now we still have lots of snow covering the ground . . . it will be several weeks before the crocuses bloom.


Friday, March 7, 2008

Old Yeller

I'm giving myself a new nickname. Old Yeller. I dislike yelling. And I really dislike being the person doing the yelling even more.

Mitchell came home yesterday with four homework assignments. The comment from the teacher in his communicator was, "Not a great day of focusing."
You think?

He has been doing so well up to this point. I mean, since the meeting with his teacher nearly a month ago, this is the first day he's brought homework with him after school. For him, that's impressive. But I could tell from the minute he walked in the door that things had not gone well at school. He began to yell at me and, as much as I don't want to admit it, he and I ended up in one big yelling match.

After he realized that the implications of his bringing homework home due to lack of focusing during his day at school were actually going to result in some consequences (no computer time if he brings homework), he had an almost immediate change in attitude and got his four assignments done with little or no help from me whatsoever. Good, I thought. Now at least the yelling for the day will be over.

That was yesterday. This morning was a completely different story. Yelling. Yelling. And more Yelling.

Today I tried to keep my cool. But I know for a fact that my son left our home this morning frustrated by
something. Probably me. And I feel horrible, because I know from previous experience with my stepson that tension at home before entering school doesn't shut itself off just because a person has entered the school. In fact, school can make it escalate.

Now that I've revealed a part of me that is so horrible as a mother, I hope it has given at least one person out there something to relate to. I used to think that I was the only mother that yelled--until I joined a parenting group at my church several years ago, and discovered that people whom I thought never in a million years would yell at their kids,
do actually yell at their kids. I guess I'm human.

I'm praying LOTS for Mitchell today. And I'm seeking lots of forgiveness for myself.

AFTER-SCHOOL UPDATE: Mitchell's teacher reported that he had a GOOD DAY! Yippee! I'm so happy for him. The yelling has stopped. I'm so glad. I love my son.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Blown Away

God is directing in ways I didn't think possible.

I am having a great week. I cannot believe how much my anxiety level has decreased since I left my job. It's amazing how changing one aspect of your life can have such a huge impact on the rest of it. I am very tired this week, though. I think all the tension that's being released is forcing me into sleep mode. While I've only taken one nap this week, I really sense that God is encouraging me to just rest. To rest in Him. That is what I've been trying to do and it's doing wonders for my outlook on life.

Doors and windows of opportunities are being opened for me. More on that later. I feel so blessed.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

The Other Son

Last night I was out with two very good friends at my favorite restaurant in the whole wide world . . .Fuddruckers! I get an endless supply of Diet Coke with lemon and ice at this restaurant, which is one of the reasons I love it so much. We spent 4 1/2 hours eating, drinking and talking. It was wonderful.

Partway through the evening I called home for messages. There was a message from Ty's teacher, asking me to call her at the school within the next few minutes. She left the message at 8:00 p.m. and asked me to call her before 8:15 p.m. When I looked at my watch, 8:15 p.m. had already passed, so I couldn't return her call right then. And she didn't give me permission to call her at home. So, I opted to call her this morning before school instead.

After retrieving the phone message, my mind was restless. I kept thinking to myself, "What is going on with Ty? Has he done something wrong? Is he in trouble? Am I going to have to have a meeting with the teacher about Ty's chatting problem too?" Due to Mitchell's recent issues, a myriad of thoughts entered my mind as to why Ty's teacher was calling me; probably because all she said in the message was, "Hi, Kim. This is Blah Blah and I'm just calling to talk to you about . . . (pause in her sentence; hesitation in her voice) Ty. Please call me back . . . ."

When I got home I asked Wayne if Ty had indicated to him any problem that had occurred at school that day. Wayne said no, Ty was happy-go-lucky that evening, as per normal. When Ty got up this morning I questioned him on his day yesterday, asking him if there was anything he needed to report to me about his day at school. He said that everything was good in school yesterday.

So, fine. I let it go. The boys got on the bus and I called the school in hopes to talk to Ty's teacher before the school day started.

All my worrying was for nothing. And you'd think that by now, maybe, just maybe, I'd realize that teachers don't always call parents because their child is in trouble. Sometimes they call parents to tell them that their child is excelling and needs to move ahead of the general population in the grade 1 class.

That's what that call was about. Ty's teacher has been doing some individual testing on the kids and has determined that a lot of the grade 1 work that Ty is being assigned is not challenging enough for him, and she wants to move him ahead into grade 2 work, particularly in the areas of spelling and reading. She was calling to get my permission to do this.

Of course, I told her yes. But I'm not sure how all of this is going to affect Ty. He is bothered by the fact that kids have labeled him as "The Smartest Kid in the Class". While we definitely want to encourage his academic development, there can be a down-side to this when it comes to peer relationships. As parents we expect our boys to put in the maximum effort in all subjects in order to produce maximum results. They've been instructed to do the work to the best of their abilities and not to compare themselves to the other kids. But it's kind of hard for Ty to avoid comparisons when the other kids are doing it for him.

My fear in all of this is that instead of Ty viewing this as a good thing, he is going to intentionally not do well because he just wants to be like the rest of the kids.

I am inwardly jumping for joy. I'm very proud of all three of my boys. They've all been blessed with brains that work very well. They all excel in different areas. I have embraced their strengths and am trying to nurture these areas into the highest growth potential. That means a different educational approach for each one of the boys.

I personally was a student who strived for academic excellence. My husband did not. But you know what? If we were to take an I.Q. test, he'd beat me by a long shot. School was not his thing. School was my thing. I see a lot of Wayne in Thomas and Mitchell and I see a lot of myself in Ty. Have Wayne and I both succeeded in life? Yes, we have. Wayne may not have a university education, but he has an excellent job that provides for our family. I have post-secondary training, but right now I'm not even working.

Everyone has a niche that they must discover, nurture, and allow to grow and develop into something that provides satisfaction in their life. I really want that for my boys.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS

Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your blessings
See what God has done
Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your many blessings
See what God has done

When upon life's billows
You are tempest tossed
When you are discouraged
Thinking all is lost
Count your many blessings
Name them one by one
And it will surprise you
What the Lord has done

Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your blessings
See what God has done
Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your many blessings
See what God has done

Are you ever burdened
With a load of care
Does the cross seem heavy
You are called to bear
Count your many blessings
Every doubt will fly
And you will be singing
As the days go by

Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your blessings
See what God has done
Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your many blessings
See what God has done

When you look at others
With their lands and gold
Think that Christ has promised
You His wealth untold
Count your many blessings
Money cannot buy
Your reward in heaven
Nor your home on high

Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your blessings
See what God has done
Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your many blessings
See what God has done

So, amid the conflict
Whether great or small
Do not be discouraged
God is over all
Count your many blessings
Angels will attend
Help and comfort give you
To your journey's end

Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your blessings
See what God has done
Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your many blessings
See what God has done

Words by Johnson Oatman, 1897

Monday, March 3, 2008

Remember to Breathe

For the past six months any time I've had at home has been well-planned and well-spent, with constant reminders of everything that needs to get done around me and not enough time to do it in.

Now that I've resigned from my job and I am on my first "official" stay-at-home-mom day, I'm finding it tricky to just breathe. Part of me thinks that this is just a "day off" and that I've got to use every spare moment for productivity. But then I remind myself that no, for right now, this is my life again. I can relax for a few minutes. And if I spend more than 20 minutes surfing through my blog roll, that's okay. Granted, I don't want to spend all day on my computer, but there's a sense of relief knowing that I have all week to accomplish what I normally would have done in one Saturday.

This is going to sound strange, but I feel guilty. I saw my husband off to work this morning at 6:30 a.m. and my boys off to school at 8:25 a.m. and I quickly got my kitchen cleaned and started on laundry and . . . it looks like I might have some free time on my hands today which has been UNHEARD of for the past six months. But I have this sense of guilt that somehow I'm not deserving of having time to relax--having time to read, just for leisure; having time to bake, just for leisure; having time to lie down and take a nap, if I so desire; having time to watch a home renovation show (which I love) or the last few weeks of What Not To Wear (which I also love), just because I want to.

I called the school today to let them know that I can sub again if they need me. It felt great to be able to make that call. When I originally took my office job, it was supposed to only be 2 to 3 days a week. But, after two weeks, it was obvious that it was going to be more than that. And so, on the 2 days a week that I was supposed to be at home, I thought I could still sub at the school if they needed someone on those days; however, that idea was quickly put to rest and I didn't get to sub at all. And I really enjoy subbing. I love working with the kids in the school and having more people-time. So, we'll see what happens with the subbing. We are trusting that God will provide just the right balance of days at home and days at school. I'm just grateful that I have this possible source of extra income to help manage the bills.

I've already seen evidence of God's blessing since Friday's turn of events in my life. God is good. All the time.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

A Weight Has Been Lifted

You may have noticed that I've changed my blogger template. There's a good reason for this. The darkness in my life (previously my template was a black background), is going away. A huge weight has been lifted and I'm so happy to share that with you.

Since Christmas, there were only two days where I felt truly happy, and those two days were when my mom and sisters went for a very quick visit to see my niece and her baby. It was my "Great Escape". However, upon returning from that trip, a true sense of heaviness overcame me, and last week was one of the worst weeks of my life emotionally.

As I have been asking God for guidance and direction in this area since the beginning of January (you may recall some troubling posts from back then, although I did not reveal the underlying issue at hand), this week it became evident to Wayne and I that my job was proving to be a major source of my heaviness. Since I have began working where I do, my self-esteem has slowly been diminishing to the point of me second-guessing
everything about myself and everything I do. As a result, I was not a very pleasant person to be around. While at work I was able to keep it together; until this week. This week I had two meltdowns at work. After the first one I thought I'd just keep going and didn't really consider leaving the position, even though Wayne and my best friend strongly suggested that I leave. In the words of my best friend she said, "Kimmy, your life is too short to be working in a place that is causing you to feel this way about yourself." I really began to consider what she said, and concluded that yes, she was right. But I went to work for two more days and then had another meltdown. It wasn't a pretty sight.

The heaviness I was experiencing was overcoming every part of me. My feelings of failure in the work place began to overshadow my feelings about myself in general, particularly in the area of being a wife, mother and friend. Honestly, my self-esteem was back to what it was 15 years ago when I was in a very. bad. place. Knowing that I did not wish to return there, Wayne and I decided that for the sake of my mental health, I should resign.

Once I provided my resignation, a sense of relief overtook me. My heart felt lighter and free. My perspective on everything began to change.
In one day. All it took was for me to make the final decision to free myself from something in my life that was bringing me down.

I don't want to make my workplace out to be a horrible place. It wasn't. The problem was that I don't believe I was a good fit for the company's goals. My strengths were not amplified, but rather, my weaknesses were. I felt I could never live up to the expectations placed upon me by both myself and my employers. Before I took the job I felt extremely confident in my abilities as an office assistant. But sometime between September 14th, 2007 and February 26, 2008, that confidence was shattered.

While my resignation has now pushed us into a new level of faith-testing with regards to having our needs met, I am confident that God will provide for us in ways I can't even imagine. This may or may not involve me finding another job. Only God knows that. But for the next two weeks anyway, I am taking a break and catching up on everything that has been neglected in my surroundings for the past six months. Honestly, my house was falling apart. And my only goal each day was to ensure that my husband and boys were clean-clothed and fed. If I accomplished
that beyond my day at work, I was satisfied. Not happy; but satisfied.

So, there's my big reveal. I know more trials are going to come my way . . . but hopefully I can avoid darkness for a while, anyway.

P.S. Thank you for your prayers and encouraging comments!