Springtime

Last night, Wayne came running in the house and yelled at me to hurry up and get outside, he had something to show me. I envisioned something glittery and sparkling........

Did it ever sparkle....it took my breath away......

Hey Stephanie What's for supper?

Chicken pollo rosa

(Breast filet stuffed with pruschetta ham and provolone cheese)

served over angel hair pasta

with lemon butter sauce

Green beans

Sweet tea

Dessert- kisses from mama

Received mixed reviews

Wayne wants to know why the spaghetti sauce is yellow

Leslie is passing on dessert

Ginny ate it all.

Yum Yum

Torture Trail 2010

I am ready to run! Just filled out my application and sent it in.  Hardest race I've ever run, but so much fun!  Used to be called the "Tar Baby" but I guess to be PC it's now the Torture Trail.

Today begins the training to get me through this thing in under and hour. 

Happy Birthday Ginny

If  I could freeze time.......

 They day I brought you home from the hospital, and wondered how we were gonna keep that bald head warm.

The day when you dressed up and ran around the house in dress up high heels and a tutu, carrying your baby by the neck.

The millions of times I've heard you yell "Sissy!"

Seeing you sit on the porch loving your one of about 15 animals around this house. They just know you are a sweet soul.

Watching you do your hair.

but then if I froze time I would miss........

seeing you learn to drive,

Talking to you about where you are gonna go to college.

Watching you walk down the aisle.

Yeah, the best days are still ahead. Fourteen is the wonderful in between.

I love you baby girl!

We're goin' shoppin'

Big Daddy put some money in my pocket this mornin' and me and the girls are goin' to the big city of Macon as soon as school lets out!  Will probably spend it all on them, but I think I may manage to get a little "sumpin', sumpin' " before the days over. Thanks Big Daddy! You are the best!

Time for groceries

You know it's time to  break down and go by groceries when.......
1) You have spaghetti and sauce, no meat, and tell the fam it's better for them.
2)Your husband pays double the price for coffee at "Terry's"( the corner gas station) so you'll have enough for in the morning.
3) You threaten to remove your childrens arms if they use the last few glugs of milk. It is reserved for your coffee in the morning. They can drink leftover tea with their poptarts.
4)The kids inform you that there are no poptarts, granola bars, toaster struedels,  Breakfast in the morning may be reduced to a scrambled egg! It's a shame to not have anything processed to start the day!
5)You hijack toilet paper from the camper.
6) Your kid asks you if Dawn dishwashing detergent will work in the washing machine.
7)I may have to wear Wayne's Old Spice deoderant covered up with baby powder. Hey I'm just keepin' it real folks!

If you see me at Kroger tomorrow, I will be the lady that looks like Mrs. Duggar with the overflowing cart, and don't rush me in line while I'm finding all my coupons!

singing alto

Ever since I can remember I have sang alto.  I remember being a little girl and hearing my sisters sing with my dad, and copying the tune until I could hear it in my head.   I grew up singing. Mostly Southern gospel.  Our little church in the country taught me "I can tell you now the time"  as well as the old hymns of the faith.  All the while I was slowly learning how a harmony part sounds.

Today, I hear in alto. When someone sings a song, my mind plays the harmony part.  I am glad that my Dad's love of music was passed down to me and all my sisters.  Today I went to my old pastors church in South Carolina.  I sang with some really great friends, whose voices are far better than mine.   We sang some of my favorite old songs. "Beulah Land"  and " The Blood Will Never Lose It's Power"  Yeah, I belted out the alto.  There's nothing like tight harmony.  But the best part was my friend Worth. She sang a song that makes me cry....every time.  "Every Need Supplied"
As she was singing I thought, I cannot think of a single need I have that has not been, or will not be supplied by my God.  Praise Him. I tried not to cry.  I bit my cheek.  I took deep breaths through my nose. Then I remembered, this is the last song. I don't have to sing again. I can just sit here and cry and totally enjoy this song.  So I did. Cried like a baby.  Raised my hand. Told Him I would never doubt Him again. It was good.