Monday, April 5, 2010

You are what you eat




To quote a friend "If I was what I ate I would be a large stick of butter with legs." Well, at least there are two of you.
Notice the awesome polyester stripped shirt with ribbing on the arm and neck - exactly like something both Josh and I wore as kids.

This is Our Home

Here's the virtual tour of our newly purchased home. Although we have been living in our home for 3 months, had the offer on it for 6 months, we finally sealed the deal on March 27th! Brown exterior. End of the quiet street. Lots of rock, but no cactus ;)

Master Bathroom. Magnificient tub, shower, dual sinks. I am going to slap a coat of yellow paint in here and viola, it will be perfect.
Master Bedroom. Just off the bathroom. Really really large. Door to the backyard patio, nice big windows. Plenty of ceiling room for kids to jump on the bed (although Josh has been banned from jumping on the bed every since he broke our last box spring doing just that)
Living room area. The wall is pretty much how I want it, minus the piano that is supposed to go where the couch is and then the couches will move and we will get end tables.....as it is, I like it. This is on the west end of the great room that makes up the living room, dining room, and kitchen, all open.
View of the living room through the arch and the front entry way. Looks like a long walk, but really it is only a few steps. Nice tile and, yes, I did paint the entryway from it's brown arch to lovely yellow and white!
View of kitchen dining room from living room. The kitchen is on the est end and had the sink view into the backyard. We already painted it the lovely terra cotta color (not pink, it is orange) and put the knobs on the cupboards. It is lovely. So many cupboards I have some bare, plenty or counter space for cooking up all kinds of a storm.

My organization wall- always a work in progress.
Pantry, lovely pantry, best part of the kitchen.
Guest bedroom (larger than it may appear in the picture).
Bathroom. Long and slender. Serves its purpose though.
Laundry room with freezer. Gotta take down those cupboards for more upward room.
Kids' room. Lots of room. Lots of beds. Lot of closet.
Wahoo- there is the virtual tour. I purposefully left out the backyard, those will come later with the before and after pictures. Without the after pictures it just looks like a redneck paradise.
We feel super blessed to be in our home and are ready to share it with whomever may come.

Friday, March 19, 2010

Christian


I have been a Christian my entire life. It had not occurred to me to believe anything different, or that there would even be a viable alternative. Yesterday, as I was studying the lesson I will be teaching in our Sunday School class this coming week, it struck me, this is awesome.

As I read through the very clear cut description of the prophesies and life of Jesus Christ I was amazed. It is all really spectacular really, almost fictional sounding - the Spirit of God comes upon a virgin and then she is with child. From a medical perspective, that is unbelievable, yet, I have never questioned it. I still don't. I just started thinking how others might think of this who heard it for the first time. It occured that the Roman's were not too far off with their concept of Zues and Hercules and the rest. Almost every culture and a version of a God, a being more powerful than man yet somehow among men. i believe they all had parts of the truth of the full Gospel of Jesus Christ at one time, and then through verbal traditions it got a bit mixed. We are all decendents of Adam and Eve, and they sure knew about Jesus Christ, they were told of Him, walked and talked with Him even, while in the Garden of Eden.

As a missionary I was preaching among predominately Christian people and the new awesome thing I had to share with them was that Jesus Christ visited the America's too and then a young boy in 1820 in the United States. To them, hearing it for the first time, it sounds outlandish. But then, when you put it in the context of healing sight with mud, it seems to work out just fine with the character of the Omnipotent son of God. The fact is, the plan of God simply is amazing, fantastic, miraculous, unexplicable by the standards of mortal men.

Unexplicable. That is the precise reason why I love the principle of faith so much. Even when you get the cut and dry facts and look at the conception and life of Jesus Christ and tyr to take it apart and explain to yourself how it couldn't be possible, I just can't talk myself out of it. The real and permeable fact, as dictated through my feelings, through that matter that is unexplicable, even my soul, is that Jesus Christ lived as prophecied about. He live still. don't ask me to explain it in a logical way, I could come up with some real good scripture to back it up, but if you don't want to feel to figure it out, it just won't happen. I know Jesus Christ lives and that He is our Savior. I haven't any more real evidence than my own personal knowledge. Furthermore, I know He will come again, and I am trying to be worthy of His presence when He does come.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Enjoying

This a part of the view of the Superstition mountains as we climbed and scrambled up a wash toward the tops. It was lovely spring time in the desert mountains. The saguaro cactus haven't bloomed yet, but all the underbrush is green and wildflowers are popping out.

Josh and I did an 'adult hike' leaving behind our kids with a sitter so that we could attempt climbing to the top of Flat Iron. Noticing that there were a lot of people on the rock scrambling trail we opted to take a detour to the right and go out on another look out cliff. Sure, it was not the highest peak in the Superstitions, but we had nothing to prove. Just some time to be alone in nature and enjoy each other. What a wonderful date (not to mention cheap).

Friday, March 5, 2010

Cooling System

I served the noodles to Danny a little on the warm side for dinner. He didn't complain at all though. He just figured out a way to fix it: When he picked up a handful of noodles (heaven forbid we use utensils for anything more than poking your sister), if it were too hot, just move it to the cooling table. The miraculous thing was that he actually remembered the order in which he put them out on the table and would go back systematically and check which pile was ready to eat, and then devour it. What a smart boy! Hey, when you want to eat bad enough, you make it work.

While you were making apple pie slices......day 2



The perfect little helpers that second day. I love my darling kids.

sorry for the sideways pictures, weird upload error

While you were making apple pie slices......





Day 1 =Mug Shots of the guilty