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Monthly Archives: September 2013
Be Enjoying French Toast Fridays
We already have Taco Tuesdays and Pizza Pie Day Fridays, so we decided to add a new meal party to the menu: French Toast Fridays.
As we structure to create a new “life” in the big city, we are finding challenges in not only the September start-up, an almost completed renovation, new neighbours and mom’s cancer, but also in the schedule of our new school.
They start school at 8:25, go out and play at 11:15, then eat lunch at 11:42 and then have recess at 1:45 before dismissal at 2:30. Last year, the kids had recess in the morning followed by a significant amount of snack time.
Anyways the gist of all these times thrown at you is that the kids only get a small eating break in the morning. Jackson is very hungry until lunchtime.
Today, we added French Toast Fridays to bulk up our usual porridge breakfast with some high protein eggs. Success!
But now I need a few more ideas for Monday thru Thursday. Anyone?
Bon Apetit.
Gotta love the pure maple syrup!
Be a Muffin Watcher
The friend who gave me the Jesus calling book in my previous post also made muffins for our family. My banana avoiding son, JC, devoured these muffins and now asks for them almost daily.
Here’s the muffins:
*I use spelt flour in place of flour.
Here are my muffin makers watching these yummy muffins cook.
Actually now that I look at the photo, I think JC was getting ready to poke or tackle his brother.
We have been blessed. Thanks T.B.
Be Seeing God’s Hand.
In the depth of despair, the busyness of my mind and body I carried throughout my previous days have been stripped away.
The fog that covered my eyes has been lifted, I guess anguish will do that for you.
Gently, I see God tapping me and the people around me on their shoulders, asking, “Do you see me at work?” Interesting on the first day of school, I saw a women carrying this book that I was given while my mom was in the hospital.
Also on the first day of school, I walked into the schoolyard with our realtor who helped us buy our house as well I saw an old childhood friend, Marie.
Lovingly, I see angels surrounding my parents with love and security, protection from illness and familiar faces.
Amazingly, I sense God’s healing presence in my relationship with many people. Showing me what stuff I need to deal with in my own life and the other stuff that isn’t mine. Oh I have stuff! I need to stay out of other people’s business with God. Get out of the way so that God can do His work.
Gratefully, Jesus loves us all without comparison. We all fall short when compared to God’s glory but Jesus came to be a bridge for us all to know God’s love, forgiveness and grace.
In the depth of sadness, I see God’s hand in action touching me and those around me.
Thank you God for helping walk through my anguish.
Be Having an Healing Chemo #2
Mom starts the first day of school in our household with her second chemotherapy session tomorrow at 8:30am. (The exact time JC starts Grade One in his new school in KTown).
We are praying that this chemotherapy will go much better than the last one as mom is no longer battling dehydration. bowel obstructions or pain/nausea that was out of control.
Mom had her pre-chemo blood test and doctors appointment last Friday. Her white cells, platelets and kidney function were all good, but her red blood cells were low. (She was at 83, normal is 118.). The Doctor recommended that she either go into the ER to get a blood transfusion or they would postpone the chemo appointment for Tuesday and do it then.
Can you guess what my mom did? Can you imagine her postponing something?
11:00am on Saturday morning (of another long weekend. You can see my post of the August long weekend here!), my mom went to the ER and let the journey begin.
– 4 different nurses with multiple needles trying to find a vein.
-1 anaestesologist who was in surgery who finally arrived and got the needle into the vein in ten seconds flat
– arrival back on the second floor Ward from hell, but reunited with wonderful nurse Jackie. You met her here. I love how God weaves our lives together.
– mom was admitted onto the ward but refused to put on a gown.
– 3 bags of blood and mom was ready to leave. Time 4am.
Mom had a restful few days trying to recover from her latest hospital experience. She even made it out to her favourite country cafe for breakfast with dad, her sister and our good friend Wendy.
Mom, we are cheering you on from down south. May you feel better after this latest round of chemotherapy. You are incredible and an inspiration to all.
“Air hug!” (I haven’t been able to give mom a big squeeze in a few days as I have managed to get a cold – boo!)
Be A Man -Part ?
Our wee ones see everything. Parenting sure is caught not taught.
Tonight, we arrived home at 9pm after visiting Nana and Papa. I knew that Sexy Neck had work to do to get ready for school tomorrow.
JC was picking out his clothes to wear for his first day of Grade One. He informed us that he wanted to hook them up on a hook just like Daddy. (We didn’t know that Jackson had seen him choose his clothes at night.).
Here’s Daddy’s clothes ready for tomorrow:
Ten minutes later, the boys had their own hooks for their clothes.
What a man!
Be Leaking
I am positive I could glean many water metaphors especially in light that God is our living water. But really I am just overwhelmed.
It is never good when you see and hear this coming out of your driveway.
And it really isn’t good when you see all these vehicles pull up – vacuum truck, digger, equipment truck, supervisor truck and even the dump truck waiting down the road.
But our boys love this – monster wheels on the digger, the huge vacuum truck, the biiiig hole, shovels and cool city worker costumes.
Happy labour day and thanks to these city workers for fixing our leak.
Here’s our own construction worker on his way to work.
Be Choosing
Life is about choices. Every day choices.
Yes, we are not apathetic humans chosen by God to be puppets.
We don’t need to continue in a job that kills our Spirit. We don’t need a new house, car, boat… We don’t need to choose to fill our schedules with stuff. We don’t need to zip here and there not even recognizing the people God has put around us.
Every day we have a choice.
Today:
I choose to look for God in my anguish.
I choose my husband.
I choose to love my children.
I choose the peeps I want to hangout with.
I choose nature.
I choose to love where I am. Right now.
I choose delicious, healthy food.
I choose to move my body, not because I have to, but because I can.
I choose to celebrate all the special moments with gift of my thoughts, time and joy.
I choose to say what I feel and what I want.
I choose simplicity.
I choose forgiveness of those I feel have wronged me.
I choose to live life every day.
I choose hard work. Yup, some days this SAHM stuff ain’t for the faint of heart.
I choose love. Love for my amazing God, my family, my friends, my ‘neighbours’ and for myself.
What will you choose today?
"Be" ENOUGH 