Thursday, November 13, 2014


Just a few funny stories I want to get recorded somewhere...

Ace was leaning on me during dinner, which is sort of sweet, and sort of stinking annoying.

I said to him, "You're so sweet. Some people wouldn't believe me if I told them that."

He said, "It's our secret." Haha Yes, indeed it is.


Abby brought me a coin she found in her trick-or-treat bucket. She asked me to read it to her. On one side, it had John 3:16. On the other I read aloud, "Where will you spend eternity?"

"Where ever I want."


After a long day of cake decorating, I was lamenting my lack of energy. I said, "That's okay, I'll get a second wind."

Jacob added, "Or a second mocha."


I recently got my hair colored bright red, as most of you know. When I went to wake the kids up the next morning, Abby said, "Did you sleep in that hair??"

Wednesday, November 12, 2014


At what point have you overshot "instilling confidence" and arrived at "cocky little sh*ts"?

We might be there.

How do I know? Here are a couple of examples:

-As I dropped Jack off at school this morning, after our typical morning mayhem, I said, "Hey." And I waited for him to look at me. "You are awesome." Without missing a beat, he said, "I know." He hopped out, slammed the door and off he went.

-Josh and I were talking about his upcoming audition for the Crossmen. I was trying to prepare him for the fact that he most likely won't make it through this first year.

I said, "You know, most people don't make it the first time they audition." His response? "Most people aren't the best baritonist in Oklahoma."

-Abby has recently decided the song "Jolene" as covered by Straight No Chaser is one of her favorites.

One line in the song is something like "her beauty is beyond compare." Abby pipes up from the back seat, "They said booty!" I corrected her, "No. Beauty. Like, she's beautiful." Abby said matter of factly, "NO. She is cute, IIIII am beautiful."

Well, if confidence counts for anything, my work here is done.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Because of You

Because of you, I go to sleep at night wondering if kids need another blanket.

Because of you, my kids cry when we don't have time to go to the park.

Because of you, I worry that the guest bathroom toilet is still leaking.

Because of you, I work hard for a paycheck.

Because of you, I worry that I need to get the kids to the dentist.

Because of you, my kids eat too much junk food.

Who are you? The veteran. The soldier. The warrior.

Your sacrifice makes all of this happen.

Because I have a home with walls and a roof where my family is safe. I don't worry about bombs blasting holes in our sanctuary.

Because my kids are able to play outside under the open skies and I don't have to wonder if they will be ripped from my arms and taken off to be soldiers carrying automatic weapons and committing atrocities of their own.

Because you support a way of life where electricity, running water, and even internet are readily available.

Because our society and way of life allows me to work outside the home as a woman, and earn a pay check and support my family.

Because we have ample medical care to keep my children healthy and thriving.

Because I can go to the store and buy good food to feed my family without having to worry about food shortages, lines for rations, or fire fights in our streets.

These simple things that we take for granted every single day. Not a single one would be possible without men and women like you fighting for our way of life and to keep enemies at bay.

I don't say it enough, but you should know I do think about how blessed I am. I think about it all the time. I think about your families who have to send you into harms way to protect me and mine. I appreciate it more than you can ever know.

I know it's not enough, but it's all I have...thank you.

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

My Wall Needs This

So I was scrolling through my Facebook feed today and came across a piece of art that a "friend" (totally in the Facebook sense of the word, as he is an old high school friend of my brother's) posted. He posts his original art for sale on there from time to time, and I've often seen things I would like to have. And heaven help me if he ever does one that fits in with my color scheme, because my art budget is nonexistent.

But today's piece stopped me in my tracks. And I do not know why. I literally had a physiological reaction. My heart skipped a beat, almost the same way it would if I saw something that frightened me. My heart started pounding and everything.  Isn't that strange?

"Beyond the Ebb & Flow". 2014. 48"x36"
by Travis Jenkins

I wonder what would cause such a strong reaction? I don't know, but I love this so much. If I had the money, it would already be on its way to Tulsa.

When I scrolled past it again, I thought "fireworks." And the third time, I saw some sort of scary beast in the reddish tones in the center.

I love art that reaches out and grabs me like that. THAT is the type of thing you need hanging on your wall. Something you can look at a million times and see something different each time. (I just looked again... do you see the doberman with the red eyes? Am I crazy? Don't answer that...) And of course, then I wonder how the title relates? What the inspiration was?

Maybe I like it because it's a little dark. If I have to choose a favorite artist, I always say Goya, and my favorites of his pieces are decidedly dark. Even his happy pieces have an ominous feel.

Have you ever experienced art that really touches you? And I don't mean in the "aww what a cute puppy" way. I can't be the only one...

If you're interested in seeing more, check out Travis Jenkins on Facebook. This piece is different from a lot of what I've seen him post. He's immensely talented, and I would love to hear what you think of his work. And if you're looking to buy, he has a wide range of pricing, and I think he will do commissioned work. And you know, if you're wondering what to get me for my birthday...

Again- check him out  Travis Jenkins and give him some Likes at least, since he was gracious enough to let me use his photo here.