I would drive 500 miles, and I would drive 500 more...

In case you've missed my recent blogs or my husband's, you may not be aware of our latest travel adventures. Okay, so they really aren't that adventurous, but it has been a bit crazy.

First, there was the 2600 mile round-trip to Virginia last weekend with the fam in an RV. Then, just for kicks, we left home on Friday with Melody and Danny in tow to head to Houston for an overnight stay to attend a family Christmas party (yea, yea...huge run-on sentence...). That was probably about a 400 mile trip. And then, just in case we had not had enough, we left Sunday night for a 2000 mile round trip to Chicago. We arrived Monday afternoon for a visit with our sister and brother-in-law and their two daughters. It has been a very special visit because they've not ever had the opportunity to be with family in their own home for Christmas. We are so glad we could make the trip. Our nieces are growing up so fast and because they live so far away, it is not easy to spend time with them often. Our trip back to Texas will begin tomorrow. Lastly, because we really want to see our nephews for Christmas, we will leave home again Sunday on a much shorter trek to Oklahoma for a two day stay. Needless to say, our car is in dire need of a scheduled oil change... we've been putting miles on it like crazy... But, then again... isn't that what cars are for?

This Christmas has definitely been different. Not in a bad way... just totally unusual. As we all get older and more geographically spread out, we have to make changes in the way we do things. The good thing is that we know the real reason we celebrate Christmas...The birth of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. When our niece Kinley was asked what Dec. 25th was, she answered "It's Jesus' Birthday." In fact, we got to participate in a new De Leon family tradition of singing Happy Birthday to Jesus and having birthday cake after the Christmas dinner. As long as we get to spend time with family and focus on the true Deliverer, old traditions can take a back seat. I am so thankful that our families are flexible and love us no matter if they see us on Dec. 25th or not. They know it's not the date that is important, it's the acknowledgment of Jesus Christ's sacrifice for our lives!

We Made It!

We made it home from our RV Road Trip! The picture above (I know, the quality is not that swell) was taken right before we departed from Virginia on Sunday morning at 8:30 am. Our time in Virginia was wonderful...

We left Texas on Wednesday at 4:30 pm. After we fought Dallas rush hour for a full hour, we were under way. We stopped in Arkansas to pick up my grandparents and continued on our journey. Basically, the five us who were able to drive each took a four to five hour turn driving. If we weren't driving, we played video games -mainly Guitar Hero- or just tried to sleep. About 22 hours later, we arrived at my brother's house. Needless to say, we basically crashed for the rest of the day.

On Friday, we each took turns running errands or being lazy. After some morning shopping, Danny and Mason installed some outdoor lighting that Mason had been needing to finish. Patrick and Sarah went on a longer-than-planned outing to purchase Mason's graduation/Christmas gift. Later, all the ladies went clothes shopping at our favorite store. The best news of that trip was that I had way over spent my clothing budget and purchased a total of $260.00 worth of clothing. However, our fabulous cashier saw to it that I received a whole lot of undue discounts. I left there only paying $117.00. Merry Christmas to me! Friday night, Sarah's family came over and we had a small graduation party for Mason. We also did our big Christmas gift celebration at that time.

Saturday, we all got up early to make the three hour trip to Averett University for Mason's graduation ceremony. He received his Master's in Business Administration. After the three hour trip home, we all just spent time being lazy. Sarah provided a super Christmas meal for dinner. Then, the kids (that's all of us under 50) piled into a vehicle to take a Christmas light tour and stop at our favorite ice cream place, Brewster's. It's amazing... we stopped for ice cream in freezing cold temps. WE are so crazy!

Sunday morning, we woke up and started packing the RV. We were on the road at 8:30 am. About three hours into our trip, we ran into a snow storm. The further we drove, the thicker the snow got. As we came into Tennessee, we could see the snow that had already fallen. The video that is below shows the beginning of the snow. My batteries were dead by the time we saw the beautiful white stuff on the roads and hillsides.



We stopped in Arkansas at about 2:00 am Monday morning to let my grandparents out. At about 6:00 am Monday, we pulled into Danny and Melody's apartment complex. We were all so totally exhausted. Despite the fatigue, we had a super great time. I'd recommend the RV thing to anyone. But, we did break a few rules...like the one that says everyone must be seated and buckled in while the vehicle is in motion...OOPS!

ROAD TRIP!

Okay, hold on to your hats! We're heading out on a fun-filled, adventurous, yet a bit insane Road Trip today! The "we" includes myself, my husband, my sister and her new husband, our mom, and our grandparents. Yes, you read correctly...SEVEN of us! Mode of transportation - RV from Cruise America. Destination - Mechanicsville, Virginia (basically Richmond). 1st Purpose - To attend my brother's graduation for his Master's in Business Administration. 2nd Purpose - To do our Christmas celebration all together!

If you are asking yourself, "What are they thinking?" you'd be justified in that response. Back when we started planning we knew my grandparents wouldn't fly and that it would be cheaper if we could all ride together and take turns driving. We'd also save money on hotel rooms if we could just drive straight through. So, we chose the RV route.

I know the trip will be fun, but I am nervous about driving such a big vehicle in traffic, rain, and wind... which are all in the forecast!

Please pray for our safety during the travel and for our sanity during the time together. We love each other very much, but sometimes we can get on each other's nerves.

I'll keep you posted with our progress if possible. If not...I'll catch you up when we return!

Christmas Fun!

Your Christmas is Most Like: A Christmas Story

Loving, fun, and totally crazy. Don't shoot your eye out!

What Movie Is Your Christmas Most Like?

Have fun taking this cute quiz. I did. Of course, I still believe in Santa even though the true awakening came in about the 3rd grade when I asked for a computer and my mom told me that sometimes Santa can't afford computers! My greed also got me the truth about the Tooth Fairy...I asked for a raise per tooth, and the fairy left me a note in my tooth pillow that read "Sometimes the Tooth Fairy can't afford a raise." Can't remember how old I was then.

Christmas Keyboards or Excellence Experienced!

Wow! I experienced true excellence yesterday. In dynamic contrast to the topic of my husband's recent post, I witnessed something yesterday that was anything but mediocre. Maybe I was so impressed because I really miss experiencing this kind of worship and extreme devotion to using one's gifts.

I attended the annual Christmas Keyboards concert at FBC Dallas. Even if you are not a musician, you would have been totally blown away by the production. The hour and fifteen minute concert featured almost 50 of the church's talented pianists. Their ages ranged from elementary to mid-70's. The stage was packed with four grand pianos and two baby grands, as well as the oh-so-gigantic pipe organ. At any given time, there were two to thirteen pairs of hands playing piano arrangements of some of the most wonderful Christmas music. Think about it... in the larger arrangements, that's thirteen people on six pianos and an organ. Thirteen sets of ten fingers all moving together (in case you are not mathematically inclined...that's 130 fingers). It was magnificent! There were small ensembles of two, three, or four that were wonderful as well.

I think what moved me the most was that for those 50 or so people (children, youth, parents, grandparents) the church had an outlet for ministry. Sure, most churches have the requisite one or two accompanists, but how many of them open up an entire concert to let everyone display their God-given talents and gifts. I know that the actual equipment budgets of most churches do not allow for multiple pianos, but this church knew just how to include everyone.

I couldn't help but imagine how it will be in Heaven when all of us get there. Musicians of every kind will be praising and worshiping God for eternity. I also couldn't help but think that musicians who don't strive for excellence are really wasting an opportunity to glorify the Almighty! I know, I know... We can strive for perfection and cause ourselves and others a lot of pain. But, we should strive to present an excellent gift to our Heavenly Father.

Thank you FBC Dallas for giving us the great gift of Christmas Keyboards.

A Hard Decision....

After much prayer and deliberation, Patrick and I have decided that we are going to find Miles a better home. He is such a sweetheart and has a wonderful personality. He is even learning to be house-trained (although the process is definitely not complete).

Miles is very affectionate and probably has a little bit of separation anxiety, but he has captured my heart. He has gotten along great with Sebastian.

I think that we are a "one dog" house. So, I am going to try to post some fliers at local vet offices or find an adoption shelter. If we put him in the pound, he'll probably be put down.

If you know of anyone who might be interested in adopting Miles, please let me know.

Congrats to the Newly-Weds!

Patrick and I are home from a very full week of wedding events and preparation. You see, my sister and best friend, Melody, got married yesterday to a wonderful guy named Daniel. After months of preparing, the wedding was a wonderful ceremony. It was an amazing display of God's love for us and Melody and Danny's love for each other.

As the Matron of Honor, I did not do a good job of keeping Melody calm on her big day. In fact, I was the most nervous person there. Not only was I dressed more "girlie" than I ever have been, but I had to sing in front of a lot of people, most of whom I'm related to, but lots I didn't know. I was so stressed out.

The ceremony was beautiful and the minister did a great job. Then, we had a wonderful reception with a swing band providing the entertainment along with my crazy dancing on the dance floor! I just really felt like dancing, and so I just let go! I started to feel like everyone was watching me and not the bride and groom (I had the fear that I was show-boating and taking all the spotlight off of Melody). My mom assured me that was not the case!

Needless to say, we are all extremely exhausted from late nights of talking and early mornings of preparation. Hopefully, my mom will get a much deserved rest!

Melody is my best friend and I am so happy for her. She is the most deserving person I know. Daniel is very lucky to have her. Of course, my brother and I (and our spouses) will continue to make sure that he knows that!

Here's to you guys! We love you!

A Day Late and A Blog-Post Short!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PATRICK!!!!!

I know...I've posted about our niece's b-day, my sister's b-day, and my friend's b-day. How shameful am I that I didn't get a chance to wish my husband a happy birthday on my blog!!!

Patrick's birthday is Veteran's Day, so he always gets a lot of parades, etc. He also gets a federal holiday... How unfair!! I'm kidding...He deserves all of the pomp and circumstance I can give.

For his birthday, we bought the PS2 game Guitar Hero 3. It is awesome!!!!! We stayed up late last night playing it, and it was tons of fun!

What a Difference a Hair Cut Makes!

It's official. We've changed our adopted/rescued dog's name from Smokey to Miles. He has taken to the new name pretty well. Today, he got a hair cut. The groomer said that he was a great dog. She was really impressed with his personality and good looks. She also thought that he may have some Shih-Tzu, terrier, or cocker spaniel in him. Who knows? I guess it doesn't matter. You can judge the transformation for yourself.

"Baby" Steps

As I mentioned earlier, this week has been about taking steps. I am ready to tell you about another area in my life in which I have taken specific steps this week. Most of my readers are family or close friends, so I don't mind sharing this.

Although Patrick and I have been married for almost eleven years, we decided early on to wait before having children. About three years ago, we felt like it was time. Little did we know that the next three years of our lives would be so full of steps. The hardest part early on was hearing all of our family members ask us why we weren't having kids, or why it was taking us so long... Fortunately, all of that died down when the actual diagnosis of infertility came out. Of course, I won't bore you with all of the specifics because most of you know at least some of what we've been through.

God has been our refuge through all of this. Patrick has been extremely supportive and strong throughout the journey. Along with a very supportive family, God had the overwhelming grace and mercy to give me a friend that was also dealing with the struggles of not having children. I could not have made it through the last three years without her hugs, tears, and listening.

So where do the steps come in? Well, after being on-again, off-again with my specialist, Patrick and I decided to go back to set a plan in motion. We started with Clomid (it's the most basic and simple fertility treatment with the lowest percentage of success). It was a baby step, all puns intended...

After two months of Clomid therapy, the doctor decided that it was not being effective enough for me. So, this month, I officially became one of those women who use injectable medications. Okay, sorry if this is too much info for you, I just wanted share it with you. We are adding the injections in combination with the Clomid to see if that helps. I never in a million years would have imagined that I'd be one of "those" women. Patrick and I are pretty sure that this is the furthest we will delve into the fertility treatment options. Fortunately, our insurance covers the meds, so we are just out my copay. The other options aren't covered. Last night was my first injection and it was actually easier than I was worried about.

I know there are differing opinions about using medical intervention for fertility, but I believe medicine is good, when used for the right reasons. After all, where would we be without chemotherapy for cancer patients or without shots for allergies? Anyway, back to my point... Whether Patrick and I have children or not is totally up to God who created us. He is in control. When He wants us to have children, naturally or through adoption, He will bless us. In the meantime, we'll continue to treat our dog, Sebastian, as if he's our child (within limits, of course!). And if we keep Miles (formerly called Smokey), we'll treat him the same way.

Thanks for listening!!!! I apologize for the length!

Taking the Next Step...

This week has been about taking steps. I am not sure what God is trying to teach me on this treadmill of life, but sometimes I feel like I'm only taking baby steps. Other times, I feel like I am jazz-running in huge strides across this life.

On Monday, we took steps to rescue a dog named Smokey and get him on the road to better health. Yesterday, we took the next step in the process and visited the vet. Smokey seems to be in pretty good health in spite of the mess he was living in. Sadly though, he did test positive for heart worms (not a severe case), so there's no telling what his future will hold. In the next few days, we'll be getting his hair cut and making the decision about whether or not to keep him. The biggest obstacles to keeping him will be the house-training and the traveling.

We'll be getting him groomed on Saturday. And, I think we are changing his name. We don't like the name Smokey so we are trying the name Miles (like the trumpet player). It seems to fit him!

Now just for the house-training and deciding where he's going to sleep...

There are steps we are taking in other areas of life also. I'll discuss those in my next blog.

I know, I know...I'm a sucker for good causes...

You might disagree that this is a story about a good cause, but I have gotten sucked in. Yesterday as I was leaving for the gym, a cute, very dirty, very sweet dog showed up near my garbage can on the street. He had a great personality and seemed to be unloved and mistreated. He had a collar, but no tags. The collar was so tight, it choked him. So, I took the collar off and put the dog in my back yard until I could get home from the gym. I didn't want him to get hit by a car. I stopped at a neighbors house to let them know that if anyone came around looking for the dog, he was in my back yard.

When I returned from the gym, the dog was gone. I assumed that he'd dug his way out or that the owner had seen me put him back there and decided to retrieve him. As I walked around the yard looking for a hole under the fence, my next-door neighbor came out to let me know that she thought the dog was there by accident, so she let him out. Okay, I thought. Not my problem anymore...But, I still wanted to make sure he was safe. I left for school and hoped that he had returned to his home.

I told my husband about the dog, and he of course was not too keen on the story. You see, we already have a dog that takes a lot of our money and all of our love. So, to throw a sad, dirty, untrained mut into the mix did not seem that great to him.

However, when my husband came home, he said that he had seen the dog I described down the street a few houses. So, he and I walked down the street and found the dog at a very run-down house and the dog came running to us. There was another dog at the same house, but it was tethered to the garage wall. It too looked as if no one loved it. Next thing you know, I knock on the front door and a disheveled woman answered. I asked her if the dog was hers and she said that it was, but that it kept getting out of the broken gate. I asked her a few questions about the dog, and she started to explain that she had been trying to give the dog away to her relatives, but no one wanted it. By all appearances (of the house and the woman) she had no business owning a dog, much less two. She offered to let us have the dog if we could take care of it. At this point, I thought that even if we can't keep the dog, we could find a better home for it than its present address.

The dog, who we found out is called "Smokey," followed us home and we put him in the back yard. After some obligations that evening, we were able to give the dog a flea bath (a desperate need), and feed him some dinner. We also brought him into a room in our house to let our dog Sebastian get to know him. Sebastian is very territorial and does not like to share much. However, the two seemed to get along. We don't want to spend money on a vet trip, but the dog clearly needs it. We cannot agree on whether we should keep him, but he is so sweet. He loves to cuddle and I honestly can't believe I let the strange dog into my house and my heart.

I guess we'll discuss his staying some more. He seems to really like it here and I like him. Not quite sure how it would work to keep him, but I'll try to make the right decision. His curly hair and sad little eyes have sucked me in!

Stretched to the MAX!

Elastic Man...Rubber-bands...Stretch Armstrong...Me...I know I don't really fit in with this group of over-pulled, flexible objects, but I feel like it this week.

I started working-out a couple of weeks ago. Let's face it...I am way out of shape and way overweight, so I decided I better do something about it. For the last few weeks, I've been doing the elliptical machine and the doing some strength training. Crazy me decided that I should do a session with our gym's personal trainer. WHAT WAS I THINKING?????

So, Wednesday evening, I met with the trainer for our first consult. We started with several simple stretches which lulled me into a false sense of security. Here I was thinking, "I got this...Bring it on!" You know, your normal stretches to warm-up before exercising. Before I knew it, he was stretching me in ways that I'm sure God never intended for my body to stretch. And just when I thought my legs and arms couldn't be pulled any further, you guessed it...miraculously he'd push me a few more inches. OUCH!!!!

After the stretching, we began the assessments. WHAT??? I didn't sign up for a fitness test... I just wanted some help knowing how to lose weight. For a moment I felt like I was in 6th grade all over again doing the President's Fitness Test. How many push-ups in a minute? How many sit-ups in a minute? How many squats in a minute? When I did the sit-ups, I knew it would be bad. I have not done a true sit-up since maybe 8th grade...you know, crunches are much easier. I told the trainer not to expect much and that I would probably not get into the double digits. Well, after I did those tests, he said, "Okay, now for the mile run."

WHAT? RUN? Does he know who he's talking to? I started looking around for the hidden camera hoping this was all someone's cruel idea of a Halloween prank. Much to my disappointment it was no joke. He did assure me that I was only doing this to set a starting point for my road to physical fitness and that I was only competing against myself. He also told me that as long as I began the mile running, I could walk when I needed to and it would still count as a run. So, off I went. Because the indoor track at our gym is really short, it was going to take 18.5 laps to equal a mile. I actually ran the first two laps and then about every other lap I walked. He was nice enough to keep count of the laps for me. He updated me every five laps. And, he was very encouraging...as every trainer should be.

After it was all said and done, we put the results in his fancy computer program and got the instant grade. I did "excellent" on my push-ups, "poor" on my sit-ups, and "fair" on my run. Then the really bad part came. You know, the Body Fat Test, where you hold the little machine in front of you and it reads your body fat percentage...NO SURPRISE there! Let's just say, I knew I needed to start working out way before that test.

The next day, I was in so much pain, I really wanted to stay in bed for the next three days. Instead, I fought my pain and went to work out for another hour. Then, that night, I aired up my bike tires and went for a ride. Then, at last, thinking I would define all odds, I got up Friday and went to a Cardio Fusion class. I met a girl at the gym that had encouraged me to try it. It is a class that uses jump-rope, step aerobics, weight-training, an exercise ball, and stretching. I'll admit, I couldn't keep up, but I tried everything. For a moment, I felt like I was on Candid Camera when we got on the exercise ball. Let's just say...it takes some practice.I will probably go back to the class. It was a great work-out.

Fitness is something I didn't have problems with when I was young, but in the last ten years, I have become extremely out-of-shape. God desires for us to take care of the bodies he's given us. I am only sorry that I have failed so miserably at that command.

God, please give me strength to take care of my body, especially when I don't feel like it. You created me for your work, and I can't do that work well if I am not well. Thank you for loving me enough to protect me from my laziness.

Worthy of Worship?

I need to apologize for my previous post. What a completely negative rant about something that should not have occupied my time or mind that much! God doesn't want me to dwell on the negative about Halloween, so let me say a few words about the positive things that He used yesterday to get the focus on Him!

I applaud the churches in our area and around the country who have decided to offer Harvest Festival alternatives for the children and families in the community. Granted, some of the kids still wear costumes that I believe are not appropriate, but at least they are being exposed to the Gospel! Instead of grumbling about trick-or-treating traffic, I should be thankful that fellow Christians were spending the evening being the hands and feet that God calls us to be. Thank you Calvary Worship Center, Cornerstone Baptist, FBC Frankston, and others for giving your evening to the communities that you serve!!! There was definitely no Trick to it! Just a Treat I am sure!

Trick or Treat, Smell My Feet!

I may be totally alone on this vent, but that's okay. It won't hurt my feelings if you don't agree with what I'm going to say about Halloween. As a Christian, I have never been fond of the day and all it contains.

First of all, Halloween is a day that is set aside to dress like someone or something else. Okay, there's no harm in wearing a costume, but why the need for blood, guts, skeletons, fangs, death, etc.? And why are children dressing as monsters, killers, street walkers, etc.? Now, I don't have a problem with dressing as cute animals or cartoon characters, or even police and firemen. It's cute. I just don't think we need to give the freaks of the world any more freedom to make us all feel creepy!

Second, trick or treating... What is it that makes lazy parents want to take their lazy kids from door to door to get tons of treats that aren't healthy. Don't get me wrong, I can totally eat some major chocolate!!!! But, my problem is that parents around here DRIVE their kids from door to door. GIVE ME A BREAK!!!! When I was a kid, we walked on sidewalks and in yards to go from door to door in OUR OWN NEIGHBORHOOD!!!!! And when we were still young, our parents walked with us (usually holding our hands). I never remember riding all over town to the rich neighborhoods just to be greedy for candy!!!! The true nightmare of Halloween is the TRAFFIC caused by lazy parents who literally drive from house to house. Come on! There was a truck parked in the middle of one of the busiest streets in my town with it's flashers on so that the kids could go to a door for candy. It caused a major traffic problem. What's so bad about walking with your kids? If you must go to other neighborhoods, park your car in a safe place and then walk around the neighborhood.

I realize that some of my readers may like the whole trick-or-treat thing. I am not against the idea, I just think YOU SHOULD WALK!!!!! After all, wouldn't it be good to burn off some of the calories you consume from all the candy?

Happy Birthday, Julie!

I'd like to send birthday wishes out to my best friend, Julie! I'll say a bit more about her later, but just wanted to get this on today!

Julie, Happy Birthday, and thanks for being a blessing to Patrick and me!!!

Hope your day is superb!!!!

What a Week!

It's been kind of a whirlwind week. Last Thursday, my husband and I went to see Casting Crowns in concert. We didn't get there as early as we would have liked, but we still managed to get pretty good seats. Although the concert started out kind of slow, it ended up being wonderful. I am glad that I had been learning all of the words to the new album. I sang along so loud that my voice was scratchy the next day. It's been quite a while since I have attended any concert that loud. But, it was amazing to worship God with so many people from different faiths, ages, walks of life, and different hometowns. I'm not sure that the concert was in the best possible venue, but we still had a good time.

On Saturday, my mother, sister, sister's fiance, and my husband and I all traveled to the Houston area to visit with family and friends for a bridal shower. I was so thankful for the good time we had. My aunts and cousins threw a great party. It was nice to see that they still love us and care for us even though circumstances have kept us apart for a long time. Sunday, we drove home listening to a very exciting Houston Texans game on the radio! That game was a heart-breaker!

I woke up before the sun on Monday and headed to my all-too-often trip to my doctor in Dallas. Unfortunately, I failed to pay attention to any weather forecasts and got caught in the very cold and wet weather in short sleeves and no jacket. BURRRR!!!! The appointment did not go that well, but I was so happy the weather was finally becoming fall-like. Thanks to my loving husband, when I returned to work, I was able change into more appropriate clothing and my jacket. The weather since then has been beautiful, but it makes me want to be anywhere but work.

This week has also been a trial because of issues with the house we live in. It seems like every time we have everything working, something else falls apart. Even though the homeowner has repaired the leaky faucet, we are still dealing with a garage door opener that does not work. It's the 21st century...I shouldn't have to get out of my car to open and close the garage door under my own power. There's a reason openers were invented.

There is a bright spot in the week...Friday, our football game is in the town where our good friends Julie and Darin live. We will get to see them and I'm looking forward to that. Julie's birthday is Saturday so I will get to wish her a Happy B-day in person!

I know that this post has been a bit more "journal-like" than most of my blogs, but I just wanted to write it all down! Thanks for listening. Hope you aren't too bored.

God, I thank you for being present in my life during the good times and the bad. Open my eyes to the work you are doing in me, even when I am not expecting it...especially when I'm not expecting it. Help me to worship you even when my garage door doesn't shut.

Kinley's Day

I'd like to take a moment to wish my niece Kinley a very happy 3rd birthday! Okay, I realize she won't be the one to read this, but maybe her mom can let her know! Kinley lives really far from us, so we don't get to see her and her sister Kayden very much. Fortunately, their mom is great about sending pics of the girls and keeping us updated! Happy Birthday Kinley!

While I'm at it...I'd like to give a shout out to Kinley's sister Kayden and to my nephews Clayton and Carter as well! Love you boys! Can't wait to spend time with you again.

Water falls and ice cream cake!

God created many amazing things. This weekend, I experienced two such creations in the same day, water falls and ice cream cake. Okay, the latter is definitely a human creation, but God created the ingredients. My mom, my sister, and I got to go to a park where there was an awesome water fall. I love the outdoors and especially water in the outdoors. I totally understand why there are so many references to water and bodies of water, streams, etc. in the Bible. There is such great imagery that can be found in water. When we finally made it home for the evening, Melody shared her birthday cake which happened to be cookies-and-cream ice cream cake. Now that was a treat.

The next day, we all worked in the pouring rain to help Melody move into her new apartment. It rained pretty much the entire time. Despite the weather, we were able to get most of her stuff moved. I had a great time with Melody and my mom, as well as Melody's fiance, Danny.

This is going to be a great week. My husband and I will be going to see Casting Crowns in concert this Thursday. Then, on Friday, Mom, Melody, and Danny are coming to town to see our football game. I couldn't care less about the game itself, just the fact that they'll be there. Saturday morning we will all travel to Baytown for a bridal shower and family gathering! I'm sure it will be an interesting weekend.

I am so thankful that God gave me a family that loves each other! There is nothing more fun than getting to spend time with the ones I love! Don't get me wrong...there can be drama but I can't imagine experiencing life without them.

My Sister, My Friend

I wanted to devote my blog today to the greatest sister in the world - my sister Melody!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MELODY!

It is such a blessing to have a sister who is also your best friend. Although we've had our rare differences of opinion (as most sisters do), we are very close. I admire Melody for many reasons. She was ahead of me in all of our schooling, including the same college. Yes, I had the occasional teacher call me by her name or expect me to do things the same way she did, but we were different. I think the fact that she was such a great student and I am so competitive helped me to make good grades also. I was constantly trying to out-do her. Only in a couple of classes did I actually do better (i.e. Music History with Dr. Keck). Melody's strive for excellence propelled me to do the same both academically and musically. It was because of her top ten finish in high school that I tried to do the same. Of course, I transferred to a school with a larger graduating class, so I missed it by two slots. But, who's counting. Melody is a wonderful big sis. I was a typical little sis. It was not unusual for me to hang out with the same friends and hitch rides to everything they did. It was also not unusual for me to beg her for help on certain class assignments.

I admire Melody because of the diligence she has maintained in every area of her life. After finishing a four-year Bachelor of Music degree, she moved off on her own pretty far from us. She thrived. While away, Melody followed the Lord's calling on her life to go back to school. Even though it meant taking on more responsibilities than she wanted, including taking care of an ailing step-parent, she pursued a nursing degree and now uses that to help patients heal and get back to normal lives. Her caring attitude, self-less personality, and great organizational skills have all impressed those in her charge.

It is with great appreciation that I wish Melody a happy birthday. Presently, she is planning her wedding that is set for next month. She is so deserving of what God has done for her and what He will do!

I love you, Melody!

Caught in the Middle

I have been listening to the newest album from one of my favorite groups, Casting Crowns. On my trip to and from my doctor this morning, I was singing and air drumming like crazy. I am sure the people next to me during Dallas rush hour must have thought I was having a seizure of some kind. Music makes me live. Without it, I hate to imagine what my life would be. It's not just the words that move me... it is literally every detail (tempo, meter, rhythm, harmonies, melody, instrumentation). I believe that God speaks to me through music because he knows I'm not a huge reader. Sometimes he shows me things in music that I probably have been overlooking in other things.

So, what's the deal with my title for today? One of the songs on the album is titled "Somewhere in the Middle." The basic point is that we are so often caught in the middle of where we have been and where we should be. The words of the song slapped me in the face today. I couldn't help but cry as I realized that's where I spend most of my time.

"Somewhere between hot and cold - Somewhere between the new and the old - Somewhere between who I am and who I used to be - Somewhere in the middle, You'll find me. ... Somewhere between who I was and who You're making me... Deep water faith in the shallow end ... But will we trade our dreams for His or are we caught in the middle ... Somewhere between my faith and my plans"

I wish I could include all of the words. My excerpts do not do the song justice. If you haven't heard this album, you should. God is still working on me. I am so thankful for that because I'm definitely not a finished product. God loves me even when I'm caught in the middle of personal control and total surrender to Him. He heals me when I fall, He hears me when I call. He understands that I am still a work in progress, too often caught in the middle of what I want and what He wants for me.

It's Bubbling, It's Bubbling...

It's bubbling in my soul. Since Jesus was laughing, since Jesus made me whole!

Okay, I don't think those are the real words, but that's the way my mom told me that I used to sing it. And, you know what? It's just fun to sing it that way.

I'm bubbly right now because I've had a great day. Despite a late start, you know, those mornings when saying hello to the world is the last thing you want to do, I got up and faced the world (or at least the people at the local YMCA). For the second day in a row, I found the secret to using one of those elliptical machines. It has been something I've wanted to do for a long time. But, every time I've tried, I have admitted defeat. I'm just not that coordinated. Until now. I finally figured it out, and it is a major work out. I was excited to burn the same number of calories in less time than using the treadmill. Don't get me wrong, I am no where near where I need to be, but at least, I'm on my way.

Although I got to work a bit late, my day continued to be good. I got to work with some students today in a smaller group, and I remembered that I do enjoy teaching others how to read music. It's a passion that sometimes gets buried by students' disrespect, laziness, and overall poor attitudes.

My husband and I actually left school at a decent time and decided to go see a movie. We saw the new one about the football player who is suddenly thrown into being a father. It was great. I laughed, I cried, I laughed, I cried... We both really liked the flick. I'll have to buy it when it comes out. Definitely my kind of movie.

Some other news... I started singing in the local Chorale yesterday. It is something I've wanted to do for a long time, but previous jobs did not allow that to work. I love to sing (although my skills are debatable). We are preparing for a concert of sacred hymns. It's going to be good.

I have a very early day tomorrow, so I should close it up for now.

Until next time...

The Best Things in Life...

Excuse my long absence from Blogging! I have been trying to sit down to blog this week and I keep getting interrupted. Oh well, there is more to life than blogging, although I admit I am addicted.

My husband and I just spent the best weekend ever with his family in the OKC area. Our nieces had a joint birthday party and were visiting all the way from Chicago. We got to spend an amazing time with our nephews as well. And of course, that meant we had a wonderful time with their parents (our siblings). It's the first time the six of us had been together in a long time. We always have a lot of fun together. I wish that we all lived closer to each other so that we could experience more of life together! My husband and I do not have children of our own yet, so each time we are around our nieces and nephews, it is very special. And their parents don't seem to mind us spoiling them a bit. If they do, they've never said anything. It has been a joy to see each family growing and living life in their own unique ways. There really is no better thing in life than spending time with family! I love you guys!

One of those days...

Yep. It sure has been. I can't believe that I am awake right now waiting for a load of laundry to be finished. The day started great (see my earlier blog), but it sure hasn't ended that way. It's amazing that when we are physically and mentally drained, our attitudes and emotions follow. Surely that's what happened today. I know that I had a great day yesterday, and Satan is not liking that at all. I cannot clearly define the way I feel right now. Mostly, I'm in a trance because it is after midnight.

On a positive note - We did get to rehearse with our swing band tonight and we had fun. Now that I'm writing this, God is reminding me just how powerful He is. I greatly enjoyed hearing my dear hubby play tonight. He has only been able to play for about a month. He had an amazing surgery that improved a hearing problem. It is a blessing to hear him play. God has truly anointed him with a gift. I pray that God continues to use him to minister to others through his musical talent. I love him!

Bonfires, Ice Cream, and Calories

I never will understand where people find all of the junk you need to build an enormous bonfire. You know the kind - huge mountain of pallets, furniture, firewood, demolished buildings - all for the fun of a high school homecoming week? When lit, it ignites into a huge fire that you can see for miles. What exactly is the purpose of that? I guess someone decided that we needed a day, once a year, to clean up everyone's backyards. And somehow, this is a sign of school spirit? Help me please!!!!!

After watching the mountain of everyone's junk go up into flames, we decided that we needed to treat ourselves to an ice cream treat from one of our local fast food eateries. For some reason, it never turns out like you think it will. We went to the establishment that we were craving and sat at the drive-thru ordering thing for an eternity. They never asked us for our order, so in frustration, we sped off. I was so disappointed. I rarely am in the mood for ice cream, but I was this time. Fortunately, there was another establishment close by that seemed to appreciate our business! Needless to say, I ate my ice cream and was well pleased.

I just want to end with one final thing. If you know me (and I know most of my readers do), then you will be proud of me. I actually got up this morning with dear hubby and we went to exercise. I burned the same number of calories as my weight. Believe me, even though that's a high number, it probably didn't even begin to equal the calories of my ice cream from last night. That being said... I still enjoyed the ice cream...

Amazing God, Amazing Day

Forgive me, this one's going to be long...

Okay, let me first admit something to my readers out there. I must confess that I did not make it to my third day of working out this morning. I know what you're thinking...Lazy!!! Well, actually, you'd be correct. Dear Hubby and I stayed up too late watching TV premiers and decided we'd sleep in. Of course, the fact that I had an early doctor's appointment helped persuade me to stay in bed for an extra hour and miss the workout. Fortunately for me, God loves me anyway. I will try harder to get up tomorrow!

Now, on to what I really wanted to say today! God is awesome. You know, every time I begin to get complacent or forget how truly miraculous God is, he does something to make me fall on my face to worship him (something I am learning more and more to do). Work has been so depressing for both of us this week. My husband and I are both passionate about what we do. Unfortunately, our students do not seem to show the same passion. It is hard to put your heart and soul into something and not get the results you desire. Not surprisingly, it has become much easier to leave school on time rather than spend extra hours there.

So where does the awesomeness of God come in?

It is amazing that even with the negative feelings we are both having about work, God allows us to experience wonderful joy in other aspects of our lives. For innumerable reasons, I am very excited about what God is doing. Despite the disappointment with the students' efforts, I love working with my husband and only working half of the day. I love that our evenings are no longer filled with telling each other about our day because we experienced it together. It is great to get to talk about other things. For the first time in our marriage, we are able to spend Friday nights together.

More awesome stuff: Because of my reduced work hours, I am able to see my doctor as often as I need to because of my current health issue. God is truly evident in the timing of what I'm experiencing right now. In fact, I had to go this morning to the doctor, and for the first time ever, I felt joy after leaving. Things could not have gone better. I was ecstatic. God is so wonderful. I have never left a doctor's office laughing and/or crying tears of joy until now.

The other wonderful part of this week has been the way God has been evident in my relationship with one of my dearest friends. God's timing is perfect and I am so thankful that he laid a burden on my heart for this person this week. He knew that she was having a hard time and he urged me to reach out to her. Because I followed His will, I was blessed by the wonderful joy of her friendship. We spoke on the phone and it felt like old times. I was refreshed by the conversation and excited about my friend's new found joys. Needless to say, it did my heart tons of good.

I told you it would be a long post. I just had so much to say!

God's plan is always better...

You know, in my life I have made a lot of plans and decisions. I'm a list maker and a plan thinker. When I rely on my own opinions, I usually make the wrong decision. God is a much better planner. Thankfully, He has the power to change my plans and decisions.

Recently, I made up my mind that I was not going to reach out to someone because that person never reached back. I had decided that I wouldn't be rude, but I would not make any effort either. I planned to let things go. God knew that I was about to make one of the worst decisions in my life. He began to speak to me about the people He loves that don't love Him in return. He reminded me that He doesn't stop loving me when I spend less time in conversation with Him.

Isn't that wonderful? How many times have I written somebody off because he or she didn't behave in the manner I hoped? God used his infinite wisdom to convince me to continue reaching out. I took the first steps, and the result was truly God-breathed. It is hard...and probably going to get much harder. But, I know that if I am following God's plans, I will be more content and others will be blessed. I pray that God will open my heart to the relationships He has planned for my good. Knowing what I should do, and actually doing it, are two totally separate things. Actions take a lot more commitment than writing a blog.

I pray for God's strength!

Even Through The Sweat . . .

My husband and I actually got up this morning at 5:30 am and managed to crawl out of bed to go the the gym and workout. Needless to say, I just really didn't want to go. After all, my work day doesn't begin until 11:30 and I definitely know how to sleep in. But, knowing that I've have gained way too much weight in the past few years, I fought the urge to stay home. So, I snapped to and went to walk on the treadmill.

Okay, I know what you're thinking. Walking on the treadmill? There's know work in that... Well, let me tell you, when you are as out-of-shape as I am, anything more than sitting on the couch is a workout! So, I walked/jogged -mostly walked- for thirty minutes. And yes, I worked up a sweat. The funny thing is that I knew the whole time that God wanted me to take care of the body He gave me. I am just lazy and I've gotten good at making excuses. Hopefully this time, I'll keep it up. I cranked up "Mercy Me" on the MP3 player and got in the zone... I sang along (not out loud of course, there were others working out too!). Even though I felt tired from going, it struck me that I am so privileged to worship the God who created me even through the sweat! And what's more...He loves me even through my sweat, no matter my shape or size!

And I'll be totally honest... Instead of coming home and starting a day of productivity, I went back to bed for a while. More accurately, I fell asleep on the couch watching the morning news! How pathetic am I? Maybe I'll go to bed earlier tonight so that it's easier to get up tomorrow!

Hello, World! It's Monday!!!

4 Down, 6 to Go!!!!

Today is finally over. In my line of work, it's easy to have a love-hate relationship with Fridays. Yes, it means the school week is over, but it also brings a really long day during football season.

So, here I am...sitting at the desk trying to wind down from a stressful trip to an out-of-town game...the sounds of "Driver" being played by my husband nearby...

After a tiring trip, I find myself wondering how God used me tonight... Did I worship Him during the night? Did I do anything meaningful? One thing I know for sure - He has placed me here for a reason and at His perfect time. I praise Him for letting me work with my husband for the first time in our careers. I praise Him for giving my husband a heart for kids. Everybody questioned our sanity, but God always knows what He's doing!

I Can't Believe It!

I finally gave in and followed the lead of many of my friends. I started a blog... I can't believe that I decided to put my thoughts out in cyberspace for the world to see. Okay, my friends and family will probably be the only ones reading, but that is beside the point.
I am not sure yet how I'll use my blog, but I know one thing... Everything in my life that I do or have is a gift from God. He made me to worship Him. Even though I am still growing in that fact, I know that I can worship in even the smallest areas of my life (i.e. internet use).