The day after

Well, since I know you all (a possible 2, maybe 3 people) are waiting on the edge of your seats to hear how T-Puppy's party went.... it was great. I couldn't have asked for anything better for our little man's first birthday party. The cakes turned out great, everyone (eh, most) of our guests mingled well, and T-Pup had fun... except when he fell into his new toybox. Still not sure how he managed that one. But, as I thought, I'm glad it's over. I'm getting better at " hosting events" and hospitality, but still have so far to go. I wish it were an overnight process that I could learn to put things together and it be an amazing hit (whether baby shower, supper club, or birthday party), but... that would be a long hard night. I suppose as with most things it's best to enjoy the process. I can't wait to put up some pictures from his party. He was soo cute smashing his little fingers into the birthday cake. So sweet. Next year I'm sure he'll have a fork in his hand and be all grown up.

So last night I had what seemed to be a never-ending dream. It was regarding my past, and a person of my past. It frustrated me so... and I have no idea why I continue to have these dreams (this is at least the third or fourth one in the past 2-3 years). W and I talked about it... but I'm still so -ahhhhhhhh- at even dreaming these things. Why can't we control our dreams? And now today it seems to be all that I can think about... which only dampens my already soggy mood.

I've had two cups of coffee this morning, which is an all time high for the past year. Nursing babies and drinking coffee just don't work well together for me. I wish there were some politically correct way to do both. There usually never is. That's why we have conservative and liberal :)

babies everywhere

I can't think of a title right now, so maybe by the end of the post I'll have one. I can't believe today is already Wednesday. Time seems to fly by at such a rapid speed. I am beginning to realize more and more that our time on earth is indeed a mere glimpse of eternity. Isn't that wild? That in itself is what the Lord has been showing me concerning my thoughts of the future... and whatever happens on this earth, use it to produce character in me... for now and eternity.

So that might have been a small tangent, but all is well. We found out this week our friends Alan and Maranda are having two baby twin girls (). There are pregnancies everywhere I look... my sister, our cousin Amanda, Stacy W., Heather F., Alan and Maranda, Barbara S... it's amazing. I'm really looking forward to our next one. I really want T-Pup to have a little playmate. It'll be at least a few more months though. Maternity rider won't be over until December, and I really want to go skiing in February with W and the youth group... and rafting next summer, but that might be stretching it.

So birthday plans are going well. I'm excited more than anything now. My family isn't going to be able to make it, but I understand and hope to send them a DVD of the party.

I tried to upload a picture of me and t-pup, but it wouldn't work... maybe next time.

Birthday Blues

Well, several people have asked if I'm sad or upset that T-Pup is on the verge of his first birthday. This is absurd to me. I'm just as excited as he is! I'm even excited at all of the new goodies he'll be getting. However, what I am a little apprehensive over is the actual birthday party. I wanted it to be a small, sweet setting.... in our home, where he could get down and play, etc. Our family here is HUGE, but we could still handle the smaller party here. But, then I remembered the others we wanted to invite... a few of our friends, a couple youth and their families... and next thing you know I've mailed out 24 invitations.

So, after some prayer I realized we could still handle this. I know. We'll have it at the church. Whit checks and the fellowship hall is open. Ok, cool. I'm doing the party Sunday from 2-4, so we won't have to have any real food - just cake, ice cream, and drinks. I've always wanted to make my children's birthday cakes... just a natural thing, I think. Now, I'm having dreams about this cake! It falling apart... or tasting bad... or not being cute... but in the day time I'm not worried about it. It's a pretty simple cake, with most of the decorations being put on there. The hardest part of decorating will be the crumb coat and top coat of white icing. Come on, this is 8th grade home ec stuff. There isn't any icing bag decoration, save "gluing" the decorations on with icing. I'm trying to be peaceful... :)

So, this week will consist of preparations for Sunday, and the normal homely duties I love and enjoy.

bah hum

soo . . . I'm a little frustrated with the world... my immediate sphere of influence to be exact. I know who I think I am, but in reality it doesn't ever seem to add up. It seems I'm always one step behind. I don't really know how to change it, and I don't necessarily want to accept it. I don't think I'm content, but I really don't think I'm complacent. Is there a medium? I know 1 Timothy 6:6 a hundred times over. But the only gain I ever seem to experience is weight. I do have joy... it just seems shallow. And sporadic. I want the joy of the Lord. I want to be filled with it so much so that nothing else matters... unlike now where it seems everything else matters but the joy of the Lord.

We delivered T-Pup's cute little birthday invitations today. I'm excited about his party but a little nervous too... I'm making the cakes so I feel a little pressured. I really wanted his party to be small and intimate, and it's going to be the opposite. Many people. The thought of living in a town where we 2 or 3 people is actually appealing to me... wild, I know. On the flip side I enjoy all of the family here. I've never really experienced it before, so it's a blessing.

We are going to the high school football game tonight... first of the season. I'm looking forward to it. I've tried on 10 different outfits and none fit my current mood... I'm such a girl.