The Lily Pad

I have always been a glass half full kind of gal.  I tend to be happy with what I have or what happens in our life.  I believe that there is a higher power in control of things and that everything happens just the way it's supposed to.  It doesn't always mean that we are going to like the situation, but it means that what is happening is supposed to be happening for whatever reason.  For this reason I'm not very good at consoling because I'm always trying to refill your glass.  I'm always trying to find the good in it and I have to remind myself to just listen sometimes and stop trying to force lemonade on my friends. The reason I am this way is because I understand and accept that there are things beyond my control, things beyond anyone elses control.  I always see how much worse things could be and I am very fortunate that things aren't nearly as bad as they could be.  I believe firmly in being thankful for what you have and you will be blessed dai...

Madelyn loves to color, and by loves I mean LOVES.  I would venture that it is her most favorite thing to do, we go through coloring books like we do toilet paper around here.  She usually colors pictures however she wants, whatever color she wants.  However, her daddy likes to color things the "right" colors and makes a point of this every time he is coloring with her. Friday night was the exception.  After an exceptionally long week of not being home before 8 or 9, Madelyn was in dire need of some Daddy time and asked him to color with her.  Daddy obliged but just did not have the energy to follow his own preset guidelines of coloring Woody the right colors.  I walked back into the kitchen to Madelyn yelling at me "Mommy!  Turn dat movie on!  Dose not the right colors! Turn dat movie on and show him! Him not blue and red!  Him wellow!" Chris looked at me with a "what the hell" on his face and all I could say was "You're the one tha...

As a North Carolina native I am used to have seasons.  My life was mapped out by seasons.  Seasonal clothes were packed away and brought back out at appropriate times, there were very clearly spring/summer clothes and fall/winter clothes.  I knew what time of year it was by walking outside and feeling the temperature or smelling the air.  You can smell the seasons change in NC, you can feel it in your bones and you know there are things you're supposed to do in fall.  Like go to high school football games, get your flu shot, pull out your sweaters.  That first crisp morning of fall is the best thing ever.  The sun takes on an oranger glow, the leaves start looking like a beautiful painting, you feel the dryness in the air and you know what month it is. California has screwed me up.  I have no clue what I'm supposed to be doing seasonally.  In NC I know to start Christmas knitting at that first sign of fall crispness (don't judge, ...

Sometimes as adults life can overwhelm and we need to take a much needed pause from our normal pace of life.  That is why there were a total of two posts in July.  Life just kind of got in the way and there was so much to say but I didn't know where to begin or what to say.  I still don't, I just know the blog has been neglected and I don't like it. We are currently in Asheville, NC where we have been taking a much needed rest and visit with family.  I had hoped this trip would be full of excitement and we would be on the go constantly, but we have actually been fairly mellow with some awesome things thrown in and it has been perfect.  My coping mechanism during deployment is to stay busy, to constantly be go go going so that I'm so tired at the end of the day I can't even think enough to be sad.  It's harder to do that with a two year old because when she gets tired and melts down all I can think about is how much it sucks to be going this alone. We ha...

I think I'm a little more than fashionably late to the whole team Edward / team Jacob party, but I did watch New Moon last night and I have to say that I am Team Cullin. I'm not so much for the moody vampire who doesn't want to be a vampire. I thought Edward was supposed to be like a million years old. Shouldn't he be past all this teen angst crap and happy with himself? He glitters for heavens sake! If he were a girl, he'd be saving a ton of money on glitter dust. So while I'm not really digging Edward, you have to admit those inlaws are pretty awesome. All except the ones that want to eat you, but we all have our issues with inlaws. Despite the fact that Jacob and his clan run around shirtless and are totally yummy doing so, they are a pack of dogs. Speaking of the shirtless thing, how do their jeans stay intact or do they just always have a spare pair hanging around? I guess shirts are too much trouble for a man-dog thing. I don't know. Anyway, what was...

I've been hiding in frump for way too long now.  As in 2 years too long.  Today I was digging through the drawer for a sports bra and realized all the frumpy stuff in THAT drawer!  Who has frumpy underthings?  What does that say about a person that even their underwear drawer is frumpy?  No, really.  I have a strapless bra that is being held together with a safety pin.  Yeah.  I think it's time for that to go to the dump. I am once again on a journey to lose weight and become healthier.  My thighs are screaming about it already after doing 3 miles of lunges up hill.  OK, maybe it was barely a fraction of a mile, but it was uphill!  So in order to help keep me motivated, I'm gonna take the frump to the dump and forbid myself to wear any "comfy" clothes outside of the house.  Unless I'm just going to Denise's cause her house doesn't count as the public.  I'm not even going to let my workout clothes be too frumpy dumpy beca...