I've decided that my "work-shoes" blogs are probably not going to share tales of my life as a Realtor. For one thing, a lot of what I do involves confidential information, and I wouldn't feel right about sharing it, no matter how well I concealed identities. For another thing, I work a lot; when I write about stuff, I prefer to write about stuff that doesn't raise my blood pressure and make my stomach knot...well, except when I'm ranting about Wal-Mart and the like.
So, my "work-shoes" posts will involve my unofficial "work." I've been given an opportunity to do some book reviewing for a publisher, which should be really fun. Occasionally, I work at Barnes and Noble. I volunteer at my church. All of these tasks I consider to be work, albeit fun work; therefore, don't expect to read much about real estate on this blog. I hope you enjoy the posts that will soon be coming under "work-shoes."
I liked the fairy album so much, I made a smaller one for another special little girl. Also very sparkly...naturally.
Here is a 12x12 fairy album I created last year for a special little girl. It's hard to tell, since I photographed them in the book (rookie mistake!), but they're very sparkly due to the excessive amount of Stickles I used. C'mon; you can't have fairies without sparkles!
Putting photos together for this blog has revealed my incredibly terrible photography skills, particularly when I snap pics of my scrapbooking and paper craft projects. Please forgive the blurriness, weird angles, etc. Now that I'm aware, I will work hard to take better photos of my projects...or just make my hubby take them - he's the family photog.
My church is starting a new, 8 week series called "e-la-tion." It's a journey through the Book of Philippians, which is called the Apostle Paul's 'masterpiece of encouragement.' Every weekend, the message will be based upon Philippians (which is only four chapters long). During the week, small groups and online forums will take part in discussion groups, delving deeper into the previous weekend's message.
Last weekend was the kickoff for this series, and John didn't pull any punches - he laid out groundwork for getting elation in your life. There was a lot of information, and my notes (which I don't usually take) are covered in frantically scribbled quotes. The four main points are: 1) focus on the good in people, 2) practice positive praying, 3) be patient with people, and 4) love from the heart.
I left church on Saturday night feeling inspired and ready to do something different. I just finished reading Philippians, and completed the Week One Discussion Questions from the website. I haven't felt God pulling at my heart like this in months. I am excited and terrified of what the next two months are going to bring. I didn't know how to label this. I decided 'party-shoes' seemed most appropriate.
http://www.crossroadscolorado.com/elation
I know it's perverse, but I love that extra cuddliness is a side-effect of a sick kiddo. Not that I want my kids to ever be sick, but when they are, I love that they want to snuggle with me.
Having boys means I deal with a lot of things I'm not, by nature, too excited about: fascination with dirt and other grossness, building with Legos, discovering facts about dinosaurs, pretending to be a race car or firefighter, and the inability of little boys to sit still for more than 30 second intervals. Usually, they're too busy running around, jumping on/off stuff, playing with Legos/dinosaurs/cars, etc, to spare anything but a few seconds to give me a hug or smooch before they're back to being busy.
When they're sick, however, our "quality mom-son time" quota gets a much-needed boost. Suddenly, I'm in high demand; rather than playing or running around, my little men will actually sit on the couch, snuggled right up to my side, resting their warm little faces on my chest, for hours. We could stay that way all day, our only disturbances being bathroom breaks, food/drink replenishment, and switching of dvds. It's heavenly.
I pray for my sons' good health daily, but am grateful for the little illnesses that let us reconnect...even if it is just until the antibiotics kick in.
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