The Biggest Little Fixer Upper Fan

Have I told you how awesome this kid is lately?

 She’s so generous, kind-hearted, and fun. She has raised hundreds of dollars for the local food pantry. She is beyond patient with a little brother who tries your patience every second. She loves her family, friends, her cat and especially HGTV. 
It is the funniest thing. A couple of months ago Paige became obsessed with all things HGTV. She loves House Hunters, Property Brothers, Flip or Flop but more than all of them she LOVES Fixer Upper. She laughs so hard at Chip’s antics and ooo’s and ah’s over Jo’s beautiful decorating. 
Paige spends her time on Netflix watching Fixer Upper. She fills my DVR with every episode. She watches the episodes over and over even though she has them memorized. 
One day Paige asked if I thought her style was more modern or traditional. That’s a normal question for a 10-year old right?
Paige turns 10 in 2 months. It’s hard to believe she is growing up so fast. We’ve started making birthday plans. It just so happens that Chip and Joanna will be in Kansas City at the Home Show the weekend before Paige’s birthday. We plan to go wait in a long line to get 10 seconds of their time to make her birthday wish come true. 



Have you ever listened to this song?  Really listened to the words?

My favorite line in the song is,

“My heart will choose to say, Lord
Blessed be Your name, Lord”

I remember a time, right after one of our dearest friends passed away unexpectedly, this song was sung in church.  I couldn’t sing along.  At that point, I couldn’t choose to just “Bless the Lord” but deep down, I knew some day I would be able to.  Each week, I got closer until I could finally sing the song again.

Isn’t life all about choices?

We choose to start our day with a positive attitude or a negative attitude.  We choose to respond to rude people with the same rudeness or to kill them with kindness.  It’s all about our choices.

We choose what we eat and drink.  We choose how we prioritize our time each day.  We choose who we spend time with.  We choose to dwell on the negative or look for the positive.  Life is full of choices.

I choose to trust God.  I choose to find the good in people.  I choose to believe the best is yet to come.  I choose to make my family the priority in my life.

What are you choosing?

YouTube video:
Uploaded on Nov 21, 2008

The Song Blessed Be Your Name Turned into a worship video made for you to worship our God.

Shake it off…shake it offf

Have you ever heard something bad about yourself and just let it eat you from the inside out?  Even if that something isn’t true, just to know someone thought something negative about you, it’s almost more than you can handle.

Yesterday, I came across some information that listed some feedback about me.  When I first read it, I was immediately so mad.  How dare they say things about me that:

  1.  weren’t true
  2. were hurtful
  3. and were just downright mean spirited

I really stewed on these comments for quite awhile.  It started to have a damper on how my day was going.  I’m not one who usually stews about things.  Usually things just roll off my shoulders without much thought (which drives my husband crazy) but for some reason, this was sticking with me.

I had to have a pep talk with myself and reminded myself that it really doesn’t matter what one person thinks.  If I was as bad as I was made out to be, I wouldn’t have a job, family or friends because who would want to be around me.

It reminded me that I need to just shake it off and move on.  I do need to probably keep my sarcasm in check sometimes because apparently some people don’t understand sarcasm, but as long as I’m being the best me I can be, I’ll shake it off and move on.

I hate it when he’s right

Blake has always been against getting a trampoline for our kids. He always said they are too dangerous.  We had one when I was growing up. I didn’t remember them being dangerous. 

Imagine our surprise when Santa brought a trampoline Christmas morning!

Fast forward to yesterday, the first day warm enough to put the new trampoline together.  After a slow start and some help from great neighbors, the trampoline was all ready for fun. The kids and their friends jumped and jumped and had a great time. 

Later that day, I decided to give the trampoline a whirl. How long has it been?  Probably at least 15 years…

It wasn’t too long into the jumping  that I realized that it’s more tiring than I can remember. We were having a great time until Parker went flying through the air and landed on his hand. 

Parker is not a complainer. I witnessed this kid several years ago clothesline himself while riding a bike and riding right into the tailgate of the truck. I was scared to look at what damage had been done but he jumped up and was fine. The kid doesn’t get hurt and if he does, it never stops him. 

Last night he whined a little about his hand but kept on with his nightly fun. This morning, he wasn’t able to get dressed or use his hand much. 

After a quick trip to urgent care, we learned it’s just a strain and just needs to rest for awhile. Thank goodness!  I’m already in the doghouse but if he had broken his hand, I would never hear the end of it.

Lesson learned:  I only jump on the trampoline alone. The kids can’t handle all this fun.