Hey yall! Just wanted to let you know I blogged about our Maui vacation today on my new blog. Check out Maui Day 3!
Also if you've included me on your blogroll, you might want to double-check that you've got the new domain.
Thanks guys hope you're having a terrific Tuesday!!
August 02, 2011
June 27, 2011
Today's post
http://frugaltrophywife.com/2011/06/27/like-my-pappy-always-said/
apparently the google reader in my side bar is just for looks and isn't publishing in your google reader yet. hopefully Jay will get that working soon.
apparently the google reader in my side bar is just for looks and isn't publishing in your google reader yet. hopefully Jay will get that working soon.
June 24, 2011
June 23, 2011
We have a winner! & Random profound thoughts
What to do: make you sit through my random thoughts or go ahead and get the give away stuff over with??? hmmm...
hurrah the pictures are working!! now look at the pictures and read along with yesterday's post to humor me. mkay?
yall are too good to me!
i was so proud to have pictures to go with my random blog and incredibly bummed when they didn't work!
Okay so now that I've gotten that out of the way - time to give away a book about s-e-x!! Into the candy jar every one's names go...okay not that one, its still dirty. Eww!!
I'm stirring them up good I promise!!
And the winner is...Amy!!! Expect an email from me shortly. Congrats.
Okay, now on to my ramblings. Hmm...what was I going to say? I remember it being quite deep and thought provoking.
Speaking of, Marla (the author of said book about s-e-x), is having an interesting discussion on her blog today. Actually I think I'll just copy/paste my comment. (Subject being saving for the future vs giving it all to benefit the kingdom now.)
i have mixed thoughts on this subject. In some ways saving is important, even spiritually. This is a lame example but its the best I have so it’ll have to do. I’ve gained and lost 15 pounds and fluctuated 3 sizes. I held on to the different sizes not knowing where I was supposed to be.
then one day God spoke (he borrows the voices that are already in my head – he’s the one that suggests things that i don’t wanna do ) to me and said “give them up.”
me: what if i need them again?
God: you were able to get those, you can get more.
me: but I don’t wanna!
in the end i boxed them up and took them to a yard sale. there was a girl there (who i knew previously) who needed them, but she also needed to talk to someone who understood. she was less monetarily poor and more poor emotionally.
had i never purchased those pants, or gave them away too quickly I would have missed this appointment God had set for me.
God didn’t want me to just drop my pants off at the local thrift store. He wanted *that* moment.
I don’t think having stuff is necessarily wrong, but we must understand that they (or it if we’re talking money) isn’t ours. And if someone asks us for all of our size 8 pants we ask if they needs skirts too.
I just hope that in asking me to give away my 8s He allows me to fit into my 6s
Unfortunately I don't think my heart is always that open, my mind in communication to God. I want to get there again. Stay there this time.
I know I've said this before, but God has incredible things in store for my life if only I'm willing to unclench my fist long enough for Him to give it to me!
hurrah the pictures are working!! now look at the pictures and read along with yesterday's post to humor me. mkay?
yall are too good to me!
i was so proud to have pictures to go with my random blog and incredibly bummed when they didn't work!
Okay so now that I've gotten that out of the way - time to give away a book about s-e-x!! Into the candy jar every one's names go...okay not that one, its still dirty. Eww!!
I'm stirring them up good I promise!!
And the winner is...Amy!!! Expect an email from me shortly. Congrats.
Okay, now on to my ramblings. Hmm...what was I going to say? I remember it being quite deep and thought provoking.
Speaking of, Marla (the author of said book about s-e-x), is having an interesting discussion on her blog today. Actually I think I'll just copy/paste my comment. (Subject being saving for the future vs giving it all to benefit the kingdom now.)
i have mixed thoughts on this subject. In some ways saving is important, even spiritually. This is a lame example but its the best I have so it’ll have to do. I’ve gained and lost 15 pounds and fluctuated 3 sizes. I held on to the different sizes not knowing where I was supposed to be.
then one day God spoke (he borrows the voices that are already in my head – he’s the one that suggests things that i don’t wanna do ) to me and said “give them up.”
me: what if i need them again?
God: you were able to get those, you can get more.
me: but I don’t wanna!
in the end i boxed them up and took them to a yard sale. there was a girl there (who i knew previously) who needed them, but she also needed to talk to someone who understood. she was less monetarily poor and more poor emotionally.
had i never purchased those pants, or gave them away too quickly I would have missed this appointment God had set for me.
God didn’t want me to just drop my pants off at the local thrift store. He wanted *that* moment.
I don’t think having stuff is necessarily wrong, but we must understand that they (or it if we’re talking money) isn’t ours. And if someone asks us for all of our size 8 pants we ask if they needs skirts too.
I just hope that in asking me to give away my 8s He allows me to fit into my 6s
Unfortunately I don't think my heart is always that open, my mind in communication to God. I want to get there again. Stay there this time.
I know I've said this before, but God has incredible things in store for my life if only I'm willing to unclench my fist long enough for Him to give it to me!
June 22, 2011
This is how I roll
Sure today is check in day at the Sisterhood.
Yes this is a quasi-post about just that.
See - I even used the button. ^^
I'm up a half pound today and am thrilled about it. I ate 3,000+ calories yesterday and am still suffering a bit from beer bloat. Only a half a pound is incredible!
Wanna know why I'm struggling with this weight loss thing? Slip on these size 9 narrows of mine and take a little walk.
Yesterday I got up early to run before work so that I could help Jay with an errand for the cabin at lunch. Breakfast was fine, as was morning snack. As I tried to eat my lunch before I left to pick him up, I just couldn't force myself to eat it. Chipotle lime chicken with rice.
Might as well have been a stale saltine cracker.
You see for over a year now I've dazzled my taste buds with exciting cuisine: chips and salsa followed by a chicken chimichanga with refried beans at the Mexican restaurant, pizza and bread sticks galore at the Pizza Hut buffet, and whatever my mom and I decide we're craving on Fast Food Friday.
So instead of eating the chicken and rice, I rebelled. I did finish my salad, but I threw the rice away and put the chicken back in the fridge. Then after Jay and I were finished with the errand we stopped in Rotten Ronnie's for a burger, fries, and a hot fudge sundae (I'm a $1 menu shopper).
After a dental appointment, Jay and I met his cousin and wife at our favorite local restaurant for dinner.
Yes this is a quasi-post about just that.
See - I even used the button. ^^
I'm up a half pound today and am thrilled about it. I ate 3,000+ calories yesterday and am still suffering a bit from beer bloat. Only a half a pound is incredible!
Wanna know why I'm struggling with this weight loss thing? Slip on these size 9 narrows of mine and take a little walk.
Yesterday I got up early to run before work so that I could help Jay with an errand for the cabin at lunch. Breakfast was fine, as was morning snack. As I tried to eat my lunch before I left to pick him up, I just couldn't force myself to eat it. Chipotle lime chicken with rice.
Might as well have been a stale saltine cracker.
You see for over a year now I've dazzled my taste buds with exciting cuisine: chips and salsa followed by a chicken chimichanga with refried beans at the Mexican restaurant, pizza and bread sticks galore at the Pizza Hut buffet, and whatever my mom and I decide we're craving on Fast Food Friday.
So instead of eating the chicken and rice, I rebelled. I did finish my salad, but I threw the rice away and put the chicken back in the fridge. Then after Jay and I were finished with the errand we stopped in Rotten Ronnie's for a burger, fries, and a hot fudge sundae (I'm a $1 menu shopper).
After a dental appointment, Jay and I met his cousin and wife at our favorite local restaurant for dinner.
{insert picture of 33 oz Black Bear Ale here} *
Beer, wings, and pizza was the order of the evening. Followed by a little mini-golf.
{insert putt-putt picture here}
Around hole 16 it started thundering. By my turn on hole 18 it was pouring the rain and me (and my Ann Taylor work clothes) were drenched. We retreated inside to the arcade.
{insert picture of Big Chad playing a hunting game here}
Jay & I hated to waste money on tokens, but I did bust out a few mad skeeball skilz.
{insert skeeball picture here}
So you see, with all that fun and excitement - how do I expect to lose weight? I'm certainly not going to be the girl who sips water and eats a salad while everyone else dives in to the fattening yummy food.
*I'm highly annoyed with blogger right now. Its not loading the super cool awesome pictures I wanted to show you. So that's it for blogger. I'll announce my ebook winner here tomorrow, then Friday I'm moving over to my new wordpress site. Hope you'll join me there!!
June 20, 2011
Guess what I saw this weekend...
This weekend Kirsten & Co dropped by for a visit on their way north. While they were here we went on a short little hike. She's been driving practically daily since they left Nevada over 2 weeks ago (with 3 children) so a good hike was just what they needed.
As we headed toward the park, traffic was stopped.
We hadn't even gotten into the National Park and already a bear jam.
This was a big ole bruiser. Remembering of course that I always use a zoom and never get that close, but still he was closer than I felt comfortable. I snapped a few pictures then hopped in the driver's seat so Kirsten could take some pictures with her super duper camera.
I stole this picture off Jay's facebook, but will share the rest of the pictures from our trip when I get unlazy a chance.
What excitement did you have over the weekend?
June 19, 2011
They're Playin Our Song!
Let me just start out by saying, we can be an unorthodox family.
No clue why my father felt the need to try on the Little Man's 'boggin, but we're all a little crazy like that.
When we hired the photographer and DJ for our wedding back in 2008, I let them both in on surprise for my dad for which I needed their help. All along I told him we weren’t having a father/daughter dance. Those are always to corny songs, none of which seemed to fit our relationship.
But as soon as Jay and I finished our first dance as a married couple the DJ moved right along in the music.
When Daddy heard Butterfly Kisses start playing you could see the surprise and delight in his eyes. He started crying immediately. I grabbed him and hugged him tight because I knew what was coming and couldn’t control the laughter.
He looked confused at the record scratch then the familiar stoic opening. “He had plastic bags wrapped ‘round his shoes, he was covered in the evening news...”
Everyone told me that I couldn’t play a song about a homeless guy at my wedding. The only problem was that Almost Home by Craig Morgan is our song. My father is a sap who cries at everything. So when the song came out in 2003, he cried every time he heard it.
And being a good daughter, I mocked him every time. Whenever I hear it on the radio, I quickly call him, turn up the radio, and put the phone up to the speaker.
I knew it was the perfect choice for our father-daughter dance.
It was everything I wanted it to be. Touching, memorable. But most of all real. I love my Daddy, but not in a way a sappy "Daddy hung the moon" song can convey.
To honor him this Father's Day, I'm playing the world's most depressing song on my blog. After all, its so much more than a song about a homeless man.
It's our song.
No clue why my father felt the need to try on the Little Man's 'boggin, but we're all a little crazy like that.
When we hired the photographer and DJ for our wedding back in 2008, I let them both in on surprise for my dad for which I needed their help. All along I told him we weren’t having a father/daughter dance. Those are always to corny songs, none of which seemed to fit our relationship.
But as soon as Jay and I finished our first dance as a married couple the DJ moved right along in the music.
When Daddy heard Butterfly Kisses start playing you could see the surprise and delight in his eyes. He started crying immediately. I grabbed him and hugged him tight because I knew what was coming and couldn’t control the laughter.
He looked confused at the record scratch then the familiar stoic opening. “He had plastic bags wrapped ‘round his shoes, he was covered in the evening news...”
Everyone told me that I couldn’t play a song about a homeless guy at my wedding. The only problem was that Almost Home by Craig Morgan is our song. My father is a sap who cries at everything. So when the song came out in 2003, he cried every time he heard it.
And being a good daughter, I mocked him every time. Whenever I hear it on the radio, I quickly call him, turn up the radio, and put the phone up to the speaker.
I knew it was the perfect choice for our father-daughter dance.
It was everything I wanted it to be. Touching, memorable. But most of all real. I love my Daddy, but not in a way a sappy "Daddy hung the moon" song can convey.
To honor him this Father's Day, I'm playing the world's most depressing song on my blog. After all, its so much more than a song about a homeless man.
It's our song.
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