Friday, February 26, 2010

GNR and Peppermint


My Little Life


I just haaaaaad to do the 5 Question Friday this week! One of my question suggestions got picked~ Woohooo! Just go here to link up and answer your own 5 questions~


Anyway, here goes...


1. Do you sing karaoke? If so, what is your go to song?
(this was totally my question suggestion, hehe, I feel so special =)


Whoooooooaaaawhooooaaa, Sweet Child o’ Mine!!! (Guns N Roses) Everyone who knows me, knows that this is my go-to song
(even though we don't karaoke very often) and everyone is probably sick of me singing it… I don’t care, I love it... no matter how ridiculous I look... It is one of my favorite songs of all time =)



(see i have proof... ridiculous)



2. What is your favorite coffee drink?

Starbucks white chocolate peppermint mocha!! But since I can’t take out a second mortgage to go to Starbucks every day, I compromise with Coffee-mate Peppermint Mocha creamer, which is totally awesome and they now have it all year long... this might have attributed to my insomnia last week...=)





3. If you could choose your own name, what would it be?


This question makes me smile. When I was little, my dream name was Lindsey Thompson. I actually used to write it on notebooks
(okay, so I was a little weirdo).

I guess I thought that Lindsey Thompson was such a "normal" name compared to my hippie name: Lily Dawn
(lily wasn’t a popular name back then) Plus, my last name (maiden name) rhymed with Pig-pen... nuff said.



4. Were you ever bullied?


No, not really.

Although, my older siblings and cousins called me “Fat Lily” for a few years...
(Huge is an understatement for how big I was as a toddler) I don't really consider it bullying though because I was so oblivious to everything as a kid; I don’t remember it bothering me =)


I'm in the front with my little orange Bible... this is actually not my biggest =)




5. How often do you eat fast food?


I just have to say, I heart Chick-fil-a... it is a borderline addiction. and it is not just the food. Everyone there (I mean at every Chickfila I have ever been to) is so friendly! The place is clean, the food is fresh, and they have awesome sweet tea (Oh, and they don’t charge me 27 cents for an extra sauce).

But anyway, to answer the actual question... I eat fast food about once a week~

at Chick-fil-a =)



Happy Friday!!





Friday Follow

Blogging Insanity





Okay, this is a little late, but I wanted to participate in this blog hop because I have often wondered what makes people want to blog. I know there are so many different types of blogs/bloggers/blogging style…


But what really drives people to sit down and put their thoughts on the internet for the whole world to see (besides pure insanity)?




I’m interested to read everyone's reasons for blogging- these are my top 3!


1. I like to write- Very simple. Writing has always been that outlet for me… for some people it is crafting, singing, shopping, playing an instrument… for me it is writing. I would love to write for a living but until a publisher decides that boys picking their noses is book-worthy, it’ll probably just remain a fun hobby.



2. Staying in Touch- Goosers and I have BIG families. We have family all over Georgia… and scattered in Michigan, Florida, California, and Iowa. It is pretty cool when a cousin or aunt says hey, love the blog, read it every week! or… Oh my goodness, I laughed so hard at ~insert ridiculous thing the boys did here~… It’s cool for those who don’t get to see us all the time to be able to keep up with all our shenanigans.



3. Something to do- I have been in school for the past two years. This is my 1st semester off and it is weird to have extra time around the house that isn’t being consumed by papers and studying and finals. I also need a little “Me” time and if I can’t get out of the house, I can still have that break online.

So now when the boys are taking a nap, I blog (and exercise, clean, figure out dinner, make phone calls, etc.)…. And of course, read other blogs… I love some of the “internet” friends I have made, and I really hope I can keep up with Blogging Land when I start back school this summer.




So what are your reasons? Let me know if you write or have ever wrote a similar post so I can check it out =)


Check out Confessions From A Working Mom and The (Un)Experienced Mom! for more Top 3~

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

I did NOT forget...



I have to apologize for missing my NOT me Monday post…

Goosers finally got back in town yesterday from his business trip to Costa Rica… I would like to say that the boys were so sweet and perfect this week that I had nothing to write a NOT me post about, but that would be slightly inaccurate.

Goose left early Wednesday morning. That is when the fun began.


Let me give you a few details…


First off, this was definitely NOT the most disgusting week I have ever had with the boys (believe me, that is saying a lot).


What went on is
NOT so gross, it can’t even be written in this post.


I definitely had
NO reason to utter the following phrases:



"Stop spitting on your brother."


“Are you licking your snot?!!”


“Get your hands out of your pants!”


“Please stop eating your boogers!”


“Why are you licking my hand?!”


"What is that?"


“Is that POOP?!!”
(totally was)



“EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!”



Anyways....



The boys have
NOT become obsessed with cereal.



They did
NOT break off the cabinet door safety latches in the kitchen so they could feed their habit...






Which has NOT led to this:






And this:






(that is NOT Ty helping himself to some of the spilled cereal while I was taking this picture.)



I was
NOT so fed up that I started keeping the cereal up on the counter out of reach...




Reese decided that wasn’t going to stop him...




In other obsessive news,


My sweet little Tybo has
NOT decided that coloring is his new favorite thing to do.





He has
NOT filled up three coloring books this week and I did NOT have to go buy new books and markers for him.




He does
NOT color each page a different color, then sometimes go back and recolor the same page again. He is NOT the weirdest quirkiest kid ever.




When Goose is out of town, I do
NOT develop severe insomnia and sleep maybe 2 hours a night. This has NOT made me cranky and exhausted all week long while also helping me to develop a coffee addiction.




When Goose finally got home yesterday... my body did
NOT completely shut down while sitting on the couch and I did NOT fall asleep for 3 hours while Goose hung out with the boys.




I finally woke up and was able to spend some time with the hubby. He brought us all back some souvenirs.


He got the boys some cute little t-shirts.





He did NOT get me these toucan sam earrings that I will never wear out in public unless we are going to a jungle themed halloween party cherish forever.


Happy Monday Tuesday !! =)

Saturday, February 20, 2010

He is...





Sundays often make me realize just how much I have to be thankful for...

and sometimes I am reminded of where I would be if it wasn't for Him.


I used to define myself as a realist; a cynic… It is easy to become that way when life hits you hard as a kid.


You are constantly preparing for the worst.



Your heart hardens...



You hide behind sarcasm and humor and a “live for the moment” lifestyle.



You blame your parents for all your problems.



You move around. You don't let yourself get attached. You never get too involved.



You have always known God was there, but you put Him on a shelf...



You are envious of the love others have for Him, their faith no matter the situation.



You witness miracles as addictions are broken, self-esteem is restored, and Hope repairs shattered lives.




You want to know Him more but are in constant battle with the world.




You finally realize that life can be so much more than a temporary fix.




You know that you need Him.






You wonder if He cares.








You ask.








He answers.







He forgives.







You forgive yourself.






Your heart is opened.



You feel more, laugh more, enjoy more.



You begin to see life as a day to day opportunity to love...





and be loved.






Knowing Him is a choice.





It becomes






A desire.





A need.







He is...






now.






He was...






then.







He will be...







forever







the best








decision






I ever made.







Luke 7:47-50:

47 "For this reason I say to you, her sins, which are many, have been forgiven, for she loved much; but he who is forgiven little, loves little."

48 Then He said to her, "Your sins have been forgiven."

49 Those who were reclining at the table with Him began to say to themselves, "Who is this man who even forgives sins?"

50 And He said to the woman, "Your faith has saved you; go in peace."

Friday, February 19, 2010

Friday Make-up Question

Okay, I am having maaaaad cabin fever today... gotta get me and the boys OUT of the HOUSE ASAP!



But I do have a simple question for all you make-up-loving-girly-girls out there...

I need advice on make-up, foundation in particular.

I have loved bare escentuals for years, but I think my skin has changed or something because now it is very dry…

so maybe some suggestions on moisturizers too??


I have heard that Clinique and MAC are good, but which products in particular? they both have a lot of different choices...


Also, is MAC really worth the expense? Foundation is the one thing I will spend a lot on... if it is worth it =)




I am moving towards more of a light, natural look...



you know,



like the opposite of this:






pic courtesy of theswarmonline




Thanks y'all!



I am excited to be part of sixth Friday Follow hosted by One 2 Try, Hearts Make Families and Midday Escapades! I look forward to reading your stories! =)

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Part 2: A Proposal Story






Click here for Part One: A Dating Story


Sorry this is so long.... I just have too much fun writing this stuff
(and all three of the boys are actually taking a nap for once)



PART TWO


Okay… let me back track for a second and let you all in on a little secret. When Goose and I first started hanging out, I learned that he had just gotten out of a serious relationship with a girl he was apparently "oh so in love" with. The girl had ended it with him, so enter “heartbroken” Goose.


(was he really this skinny??)


As I was writing this little story, I realized what that made me… That’s right ladies and gentlemen…


I was the Rebound Girl.



I wonder why I never thought about that before
(although 5 years of marriage behind us, who cares).


There was a little incident regarding said “heartbreaker” when she showed up at his house to give him a “deargoose-whydidieverbreakupwithyou-imissusomuch-pleasesayoustilllovemetoo” birthday card... at one in the morning.... after learning he was dating another girl.
(why does that always happen? Guy starts dating someone else; he becomes Mr. Wonderful again?)



Anyway, moving on…




Anthem was playing shows and I loved watching Goose on stage (btw, I seem to have lost ALL my pics of Anthem playing, like the whole band together, someone please send me some...this means u Dorris')




(this picture was drawn for us by a homeless man in Atlanta outside of 9 Lives)



( I didn't realize Goose was such a redneck and that I looked like Dolly Parton back then... but hey, I still love it)


Anyway, Goose and I were at the amazing, head-over-heels, making everyone around us sick stage of our relationship (we had been dating about 7 months).






One day, as we were riding in his car, we got on the subject of marriage somehow,
and I
jokingly said,



“Would you ever marry me?”



He thought about it for a second and said, “yeah, I would.”



Totally. Serious.



Whaaaaaaaaaaat? My eyes got as big as quarters and I said (in a really high-pitched squeaky voice),


“Really??”


See, Goose was not the type of guy who said what I “wanted” to hear, he didn’t have an ulterior motive or any other reason to say that... I was just expecting a goofy, joking answer, like “sure, let’s go elope right now” or something sarcastic…



He was actually being honest and that freaked. Me. Out.



But in a good way.


I suddenly started thinking about stuff I had never thought of before. I was soooo not the marriage type! I honestly didn’t think I would ever get married or have kids (haha)


I never pictured my dream wedding, or babies, or the perfect little house. It just was not in my view of the future whatsoever. And that suddenly changed… getting married didn’t seem like such a bad idea.


We talked about it a little more and realized we really
did want to marry each other… like yesterday.


We got “officially” engaged after 8 months of dating...
(That might seem irresponsible and I guess it is. You need more time to get to know someone… bladdabladdabladdaaa but okay, from the age of 13 to 20, I did not use logic to make decisions).


The Proposal


Since we already knew we were getting married and had looked at a few rings, he didn’t really know how he would be able to “surprise” me with a proposal.


So one day he secretly bought a ring and called a friend that I had plans with. This friend was instructed to tell me to meet up at the restaurant where we worked so we could carpool to go shopping.


As I got out of my truck to get in with my friend, Goose was bent down behind my explorer on one knee.
(again, I don’t think I could ever get rid of this truck).






It was funny how nervous he sounded even though he already knew I would say yes =)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


My favorite part of the whole proposal was telling my family about it. We made the big announcement on Christmas Day 03’.



We put this whole thing together where my aunt pulled out one last present and opened it and inside was the ring box…



but it was empty.



So as everyone was looking around
(we had 4 young un-married couples in the family)


I slip the ring on, and it’s all



SURPRISE!!



You should have seen everyone's faces. They were totally shocked that me, little miss Anti-love stuff, was getting married...



There was one small detail I over-looked though: The three other young couples in my family had been together a LOT longer than Goose and I had and were not yet engaged…




whoops.




I seriously had NO idea that some of the girls might be a little aggravated that Dave and I were engaged after 8 months and they had been together 4+ years… Don’t get me wrong, they were all totally happy for us! … it just added a little pressure on the guys. =)




These pictures from that night crack me up... (notice all the guy’s faces)



My cousin


My brother


My uncle



That night was awesome… for us anyway! =)


(hmmmm, where is my hair?)



BTW- all the couples are happily married now… we had 4 weddings in 2 years... It is now a running joke with all the guys... Goose "started" it... love you guys!!




If you are not totally bored out of your mind by now...

Stay-tuned for Part 3: The Engaged Story... (including my Bride-to-be meltdown)

WW- The baby factory

Monday, February 15, 2010

NOT them... or that.




Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.



My husband was out of town for 4 days this week, and the boys picked up some awesome new habits while he was gone..



This stuff did NOT happen:


The twins made up two new games… They were definitely NOT called the “Chase and Scream” game and the “Biting” game…


These games are NOT exactly what they sound like and they did NOT cause a busted lip, bruised elbow, and a bleeding finger...



In other news,



I always put out 3 piles of clothes and tell the boys to start getting dressed.






Ty would NEVER grab the wrong pile and put on his little brother’s clothes.





I definitely did NOT laugh hysterically while trying to explain to him what “Capri” pants are...



Little Reese has NOT picked up this little habit of walking around with his hands in his diaper…





This did NOT result in him wiping poop
(yes, poop) on his T-shirt while we were at my sister’s house…



She in turn did NOT give him this super girly shirt to wear…





We definitely did NOT add a headband to make his 80’s flash-dancer look complete.







(and we would NEVER take pictures to immortalize the moment)



Nolan was NOT so proud of the toothbrush he got at the dentist on Tuesday...





He did NOT immediately want to brush his teeth with it when they got home.







Apparently, the kid toothpaste wasn't good enough for Nolan, so he looked for something else to use...





He did NOT find this:









Nope, my son would NEVER try to brush his teeth with diaper rash cream.


NEVER.





Daddy finally got home just in time for our once-a-year Georgia snow, and did NOT have a little too much fun hurling snow balls at the boys...







Happy MONDAY Everyone! =)

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Bittersweet Holiday




It was a quiet Saturday... I had plans to eat breakfast with my gramp and do some shopping with the girls, but everyone was pretty much snowed-in, so we just hung out at home.

February 13th is a date that will always weigh heavy on my heart... 2 years ago, I said good-bye to my granny the day before Valentine's Day. She was 67 years old. The day she left, I was heart-broken and my world was shattered. Granny and Gramp had 6 kids and plenty of grandkids and great-grandkids... We are all so close, I honestly did not know how we could go on without her.





Growing up, my grand-parents were this stable rock that I anchored myself to. Our home life wasn’t always so perfect, but we constantly had Granny and Gramp right there when we needed them. Their house is one of my “happy places”… where when I walk in the door, it just feels like home.





Granny’s life was transformed by Christ. She was the person who I considered my spiritual leader. She was able to explain Scripture in a way that was so easy to understand and it was never just “ritual” or “religion” to her.


Jesus was the love of her life, her best friend and confidant. The light she radiated from her faith made me want to be closer to Him.


She wasn’t always so faithful… she had problems with depression and other things when she was younger, but by the grace of God, she grew into the most joyful, beautiful person I have ever met. That is what inspired me; knowing that God can come in and change a person’s heart and free us from our destructive thoughts and actions.


That His love is bigger, stronger than anything we are going through.




I still miss her so, so much.


But I know that she isn’t missing this world. She wouldn’t change a thing. I am no theologian or anything… I don’t know exactly what heaven will be like, but the thought of Granny holding baby Evie until I make it Home makes me smile.


(Granny and me)



Thankfully, because Granny was an artist her entire adult life, we get to see her around us every day in her paintings. We used a lot of her paintings in Evie's slide show... I am so, so proud of her work.





Her last paintings were of the 6 days of Creation...

This is one of my favorites: the 4th day




This one is the 3rd Day

You can see some of her other paintings here: WandaLocke.com




These are a few of my favorite pics of her:

Granny(front) as a little girl with her mom and sister:



Granny as a teen:


My mom, me, and Granny the Christmas we announced our engagement:




I love this pic because it is of a regular Sunday after lunch... my family had worked on this huge puzzle all afternoon, and they finally finished and were missing one single piece. Granny let 'em search high and low... then she finally pulled the missing piece out of her pocket... she laughed and laughed. =)




Granny and Gramp with our twins (their great-grandsons):




I miss Granny's laughter and our conversations... but I take comfort in the fact that she is with her Savior.


I hope everyone takes advantage of the time they have with their grandparents... Tell them you love them and appreciate everything they do!! =)






Philippians 1: 20-21 20... according to my earnest expectation and hope, that I will not be put to shame in anything, but that with all boldness, Christ will even now, as always, be exalted in my body, whether by life or by death. 21For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.