the adairs

Shhhhhh...it's a library.

2012-01-09T15:48:00.001-05:00

I am one of those people who loves their library. In college, I would spend every Saturday morning I didn't have class in one of the comfortable library chairs. I couldn't help myself. It was relaxing, peaceful, and refreshing.

I appreciated that others felt the same and honored the unwritten rule of quiet in the library (which is rarely enforced these days). Unfortunately, recently I found myself being one of those people. You know the type. They seem to make loud noises at every turn and somehow I caught the bug. Each time I moved, something heavy fell out of my hands/purse/lap/sky and disrupted the entire reading room.

I knew what people were thinking because I've often thought it myself - "Why did that lady bring an anvil to the library and insist on dropping it?"

Maybe next time I will smile graciously at the person a few feet away who is disturbing my quiet time. Maybe.

Muffins

2012-01-06T19:00:00.002-05:00

Be adventurous. Be bold. At least with muffins.

I am not a big fan of muffins these days. So often they seem too dry or too sweet. When I was given the opportunity to make muffins for the work Christmas party, I jumped at the chance. I was looking for the Goldielocks version - just right.

There are thousands of recipes online for the 'perfect' muffin. Everyone's tastes are different and therefore, so is their version of perfect. Mine is balanced between sweet and tart. Very moist, but still bread consistency. And addicting!

The fruits of my hours of labor in the kitchen -- a bowl full of lemon blueberry and orange cranberry muffins. Delish!

My only regret is not making extras to freeze. There is always next time.

Warm and Fozzie

2011-12-17T11:29:00.000-05:00

What gives you the warm and fuzzies?

My new nail polish is from the OPI Muppets line and called Warm and Fozzie (as in everyone's favorite joke telling bear). Every time I glimpse my sparkling ten little finger nails, I get the warm and fuzzies. My nails feel like such a statement in these gray days.

This is what they speak to me:
Christmas
That I am worth the fifteen minutes of quiet time it takes to paint them
And they remind me of my mother (who LOVES having painted nails)

I was surprised at how much putting a little paint on my nails would make me smile. I often need little reminders like this to see that the world is shiny and bright.

Christmas has arrived

2011-12-15T14:40:00.000-05:00

My heart beats wildly when spring bulbs begin to emerge. My mouth waters in anticipation when the first fruits of our garden are ready to harvest. Fall leaves are the perfect back drop to cooling days. But there is something so magical and wonderful about Christmas, nothing compares.

When I was a little girl, most Christmases were spent with my mother, who made each day count. Our birthdays, which are dangerously close to the big day, we're set apart and we were treated like the miracles we were.

I was worried that as I got older, the magic would fade. I've heard so many adults only speak of Christmas as hurdle they dread each year. To-do lists, shopping, and travel complicate their already busy lives. So I made a promise to myself, that I would fight to keep my Christmas joy alive. So far it is working.

Everyone has important holiday traditions, so we honor only the ones dearest to our hearts.

We decorate the house before most people do (a few key pieces went up before Thanksgiving this year). We love that the living spaces glow while we rest at night.

For the first time in my entire life, I am living in a house with lights outside. I grew up in base housing and apartments, so putting up outside lights weren't really a viable option. Thanks to solar panel lights, we have a modest strand on both the upstairs and downstairs porches. Our neighbors are already enjoying them. Apartment living at it's best!

I am a list maker and goal setter. I have been since I was a little girl. But Christmas is the one time of year that I let it all go. We send out a small handful of Christmas cards (last year we sent seven), cookies only get made if we have time (last year they were squirrels, brontosauruses, and stars), and our gift giving is VERY limited. This leaves plenty of time to watch my favorite TV Christmas movies, still go to the gym, and avoid holiday crowds.

Of course there are things I just don't get to -
The newsletter I've been meaning to write for six years.
Handmade bird ornaments for the tree that I started three years ago.
Homemade cookies for everyone that we love.
But these things aren't more important than the feeling of Christmas. Instead of focusing on the things I didn't complete, I try to spend quality time with loved ones and those who need my time. That is what Christmas means to me. Gifts of love, time, and self. After all, that is exactly what Jesus did.

What do you need to take off of your Christmas to-do list in order to find joy?

We wish everyone peace and joy this Christmas.

What to pack

2011-10-29T11:33:00.000-04:00

Always be sure to include:
Enough socks and underwear
Weather appropriate outfits
Snacks
Your kitty

Making myself smile

2011-10-26T11:21:00.001-04:00

There are millions of images on the Internet. My husband has gotten in the habit of searching for something silly or cute to send to me when I am having a rough day (he is brilliant AND kind). I thought that I could join him in this habit. Below is one of my favorite pictures you can find on the vast world wide web. This sweet boy brightens my day. I hope he does the same for you.

the iPhone

2011-10-24T13:54:00.000-04:00

So....

I got the beautiful white new iPhone 4s. Our credit card debt is not completely gone, but it is so close we can taste it.

I had promised myself (and others) that we wouldn't buy the phone until all the credit card debt was done - - but all those plans were Lord willing. The plan was good. The self-control displayed was wonderful. But things change.

My red phone served me for five years. The past year or so, the internal antenna must not have been working, because my signal was terrible. If someone called while I was at home, it didn't usually ring. To make a call, I would stand in the corner of our bedroom and it would still break up horribly. I just stopped using it. Then a few days before the iPhone pre-order started, my phone started to physically fall apart (literally, pieces were falling off of it).

My husband has hated that my phone doesn't really work. He hated nights when I was out late and he couldn't reach me. He loves me. He worries about me. And I love that about him.

So when the opportunity to pre-order the new (gorgeous) iPhone came, we did it. Because I hadn't upgraded in ages, I got a wonderful deal. Plus, it is beautiful (did I mention that?).

My best girlfriend, Sara, was my first called and she could hear me clearly! Praise the Lord! No more repeating myself and trying to figure out broken sentences.

A small bonus is that my purse is so much lighter now. My new phone replaced my old phone, my iPod touch (Eric's old one that I used), and my calendar.

A huge blessing was how well the phone worked when we were traveling for my grandmother's funeral. I was able to keep in touch with people when I only had minutes to spare. My heart needed that contact and well wishes.

And it is so pretty.

A beautiful woman

2011-10-17T15:40:00.002-04:00

My grandmother died today.

Before I ever knew who Martha Stewart was, I loved my grandma-Esther. She was a woman that I always admired and constantly found myself trying to measure up to. She sewed and cooked and created and knit and cleaned and entertained and baked and hosted and prayed and LOVED. And she was loved by so many.

She married "later in life" at the ripe age of 29. She raised four wonderful children who grew into amazing, life changing human beings. She made her home a place of love and warmth. She spent summers teaching me to sew and create. I never thought that I was creative enough until I heard her words of encouragement.

Then I got married. And it turns out that having a wedding does not suddenly make you an accomplished homemaking wife. I was devastated that my meals left my husband unsatisfied. Trying to darn even the smallest of mitten holes was frustrating. And my knitting projects never elevated to much more than scarves. I spent an evening at my grandmother's table crying, "Grandma, why can't I be a wife like you? How in the world have you become so good at everything and why didn't I inherit it?" She and my grandfather laughed. "When I married your grandma, she couldn't cook a bean!" Then I learned how hard she worked over the years to be the woman she had become. It wasn't by accident or chance that she was so wonderful; it was from loving her family and working hard.

Today she went to heaven, where she will spent an eternity with the God who so lovingly created her. But today I am sad for my loss. And for those who lost their wife, mother, and friend.

My heart and life will not be the same.

I found this picture today. It beautifully captures who she was. She had a way of making us feel special (I am positive my grandpa was never allowed to have crackers in bed) and we couldn't help but fall in love with her. I hope that one day I will be as good a wife, mother, and friend as she was.

The next steps

2011-10-14T12:21:00.001-04:00

First day with my lovely new iPhone and I have already figured out how to post to my blog. How wonderful. Guess this space will be seeing more of me.

Sometimes you have to make a promise to others

2011-09-09T16:29:00.003-04:00

Sometimes you have to make a promise to others in order to keep one to yourself.

Case in point - I want an iPhone. Really badly. But, I have decided to buy one once our credit card debt is paid off. At first, I thought of just caving. People set goals all the time and don't achieve them. Why not me too?
But then I made a point to mention it to a few people when they asked why I didn't have one (my husband has a work provided iPhone). I responded "I'll get one when we no longer have credit card debt." Bold. At least it felt that way.

Now that promise is out there in the world. The words have been spoken. It has become truth.

Last weekend we went shopping. My very generous husband mentioned that we would be near the Apple store and could easily get me the phone. Oh. I thought about it. For at least a day and a half.

And it broke my heart to say "no."

I made a promise. To myself. And to others. I'm going to try my hardest to keep it.

I do not have a poker face

2011-08-23T20:07:00.000-04:00

Eric and I have recently discovered the sport (ahem...gambling) of poker. This game has been around longer than I have been alive, but it feels very new and fresh to us. Suddenly we notice all the phrases used in casual conversation that originated from the game and have been recording the World Series of Poker on one of those sports channels. We've learned some of the lingo and watched the biggest poker brats videos on youtube.

Even though we are playing online with fake money, we cannot contain our anxieties or excitement. When one of us has a good chance to win a large pot (notice the lingo), there is lots of yelling and jumping around. Sadly, neither of us has a poker face.

There is a possibility that a friend of ours is going to host a poker event and we've been (pre) invited. At first it seemed like a great idea, but now I'm starting to waiver. I don't think that saying "this is so nerve wracking that I'm going to throw up" is allowed during such events. Or squealing.

I'm not sure how you go about practicing a poker face. Do you tell obvious lies with a straight face - "I had so much fun visiting the moon this weekend."? Do you share exciting news as if it weren't important - "I got a promotion. Isn't that terrible?"

Either way, we have a long way to go.

settled...finally

2011-06-25T08:15:00.000-04:00

We've lived in our little town two and half years. But so often I still feel like a newbie when others rattle off streets and landmarks. Recently a girlfriend needed some directions in town and a place for lunch - suddenly I was a wealth of resources. Overnight, I became a confident resident.

I know all the librarians and the women at my salon. The shop guys at the corner finally know me by my first name. All of my in town trips no longer require a GPS.

I love feeling settled.

pretty things

2011-06-24T18:00:00.001-04:00

I own pretty things. They sit on my shelves, in my drawers, and hidden away. Last fall I bought an inexpensive pearl necklace. It feels fancy, whimsical, and daring. So I never wore it.

Then we were watching Sarah's House (HTGV - can you hear the Canadian accent I'm faking?) and she was wearing my exact necklace. And she was wearing jeans.

So now I'm determined to wear it once a month, even if I feel silly. Of course, every time I wear it, I get compliments. But feeling brave enough in the morning to put it on is still the struggle. Maybe tomorrow...

how not to take a compliment

2011-06-21T17:00:00.000-04:00

I was with a lady friend the other day and she asked "Have I ever told you how much I love your hair?"

I of course responded with "Oh....I hate my hair."

At what age do we learn to take compliments?

the first of its kind

2011-06-20T20:00:00.000-04:00

My first gray hair didn't last very long. Naturally, playing with it led to its falling out. I always said that when this day would come, I'd accept it. But now its here and I'm noticing all of my husband's stray grays. I wonder if they are contagious...

a quote to take to heart

2011-04-25T18:07:00.000-04:00

To be interested in the changing of seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring. --George Santayana, Reason and Art

I heart goats

2011-04-23T09:11:00.001-04:00

It could be my affinity towards goats that has my radar up at unusual times. When recently working on a large email project at work I came across an address that was goats@ ___.com. I couldn't help my giggles and excitement. The owner of the adorable email address had the first initial of G and last name Oats. I wonder if when giving it out, he says G Oats @ such and such dot com. Or if he enjoys it and simply says "goats". I certainly would boldly assert the name of the adorable animal who can either be fainting, mountain climbing, or just plain cute.

domestic goddess

2011-03-08T16:54:00.003-05:00

Dinner is in the oven...
cornbread stuffing (my first attempt at stuffing)
garnet yams
thyme chicken breast (with the skin on)

This is a meal I've been waiting to make until I had all my ducks in order (husband had to put butter under skin the night before, must be home early enough to get it cooked before he gets home, get the nerve to try so many new things).

So now my house smells yummy and I'm feeling accomplished. No matter how it turns out (bland, burnt, or bad) I'm satisfied. I'm learning that cooking is all about trying, not succeeding.

sweet reminder

2011-02-20T15:28:00.001-05:00

The other day at work, I was chatting with a very kind woman about an outstanding invoice (I collect money for my company, part of the job as an accountant). This particular nice woman did not have our invoice on file. She gave me her email address and I almost giggled into the receiver....

bnice@------.com

Hmmmm....bnice. Be nice.

I'm sure that she has had more comments on her name than she cares to count, but it touched my heart.

a pinch of spring

2011-02-18T16:59:00.002-05:00

The last few days have given me some hope that New England will see spring this year. I know, it is only February, but the mountains of snow that keep us from parking near the curb make my car ache for sunny days. While driving home, I noticed a neighbor taking advantage of the semi-melting ice piles. So I took off my winter coat and attacked our ice piles on the sidewalk. After half an hour of intense effort, our sidewalks are completely clear. When my husband drives up in a few minutes he will be able to park inches from the sidewalk!

Right now the neighborhood kids are playing in the street; something I haven't heard them do in months. I even splurged and opened a living room window so that the cat could partake in the almost-spring festivities.

I know that this weekend the temperatures will drop below freezing again. My winter coat will get plenty of use between now and when the tulip bulbs come up. But I have hope. Hope in a day when I can leave the house in less than three layers and my heated corn bags won't be needed for me to fall asleep.

five years...

2010-10-13T19:28:00.001-04:00

Five years ago, I married the love of my life and best friend.

I can't imagine my life without him.

I love his

smile

kind heart

laugh

generous nature

handsome face

creativity

passion

Happy Anniversary Darling

catching up...

2010-10-04T14:30:00.000-04:00

Very recently a friend said to me, "I miss your blog." Really? Someone misses something that I put out into the world that relaxes me and makes me feel connected?

This blog has always felt a bit selfish. It is a way to communicate the happenings of our family in a way that is easy to share and without time constraint. Typing into this blogger box, even if only for a few minutes, makes me feel relaxed and well with the world.

But then things just get in the way. A few people mentioned in passing that the blog was difficult to stay on top of and asked that I post more things on facebook. Then a random stranger commented on a post and made me hesitate to write more (I deleted their comment). And I started to doubt that this space was important.... important to me and to our friends and family.

I know that I am a twenty-something and should love and thrive with facebook, but it is hard for me to balance the hundreds of people who share information constantly. I always feel behind and like I'm not being a good friend if I don't read everything they share. This makes the times when I turn off the computer for a few days to be very stressful. In facebook-land I feel like I'm competing for space. It is difficult to express an emotion in a short blurb that I know will end up in people's newsfeed (and let's face it, I'm never short on words). Facebook is wonderful. It has allowed me to connect with people that I haven't seen in years and keeps me updated on great friends who are just as busy as I am. It just isn't my favorite place to spend time. But this blog is.

So...thank you to my wonderful friend (ahem...Mary) who spoke a kind word that rekindled my joy in speaking in this space.

It feels great to be back!

the Word

2010-04-04T05:00:00.002-04:00

hello sweethearts

2010-02-16T17:46:00.000-05:00

I love Valentine's Day.

I love any excuse to decorate with pink things, cut out hearts, and mail little love notes.

This year, life is a bit busy. I knew that little heart day was just around the corner, but it arrived without me noticing.

So, no little love notes went out in the mail. My sweet husband didn't get a

Valentine. I didn't even wear pink.

But I did appreciate the adorable birds on our grocery store windows.

fear vs faith

2010-02-06T14:21:00.000-05:00

you never know who might show up!

2010-01-25T19:42:00.001-05:00

we flew home to surprise Mom & Dad for their 30th wedding anniversary

all it takes

2010-01-25T18:35:00.000-05:00

Someone hurt my feelings. And I didn't really handle the situation well. I felt like a victim and probably could convince you of the same. Instead of letting it get the better of me, I wrote an apology note.

Yes. An apology note.

When my husband heard that I planned on writing an apology note to someone who had wronged me, he was flummoxed. But the truth is, I needed to take responsibility for my actions and thoughts (even if they didn't see them).

That note was healing. For both parties.

We all make mistakes. We all have the ability to say something unkind or let our mind be filled with unsympathetic thoughts.

I wonder what the world would look like if we all took a bit more personal responsibility, even when it minimally our fault.

first time for everything

2009-12-29T17:25:00.002-05:00

In all of our years of marriage, Eric has always won Monopoly.

Until now....I have finally won!

It was a very close game, but he spent a lot of time in jail which gave me the opportunity to pull ahead. I'm not sure when we'll play again because I like being able to say "The last time we played, I won."

I <3 llamas & my birthday

2009-12-22T16:35:00.000-05:00

sent to me from my wonderful husband

even in China

2009-12-11T17:07:00.000-05:00

My brother (the good looking one in the white shirt) is in China teaching English to young students. He has been traveling for a few years discovering the world and bringing our language to others. For as long as I can remember, my brother has played video games. He plays with the same spirit, effort, and dedication that many apply to sports. In high school, my brother was known to miss full days of class to prepare for local Halo & Tekken tournaments. Either as an individual or in a team - he generally took first place. This extra money helped pay for much needed things like new video games and accessories.

A few years ago, he became a little more known in the United States for his Tekken abilities (you can search YouTube for "Young Man River" & "Tekken" and you will find many of his matches). Even though he has been playing for years, he has only played Tekken professionally for about five years. He recently entered a very large Tekken tournament in China where the audience turn out as pretty incredible. I worked at an arcade for a few years and never had so many on-lookers for an arcade match.

Being the white boy in the tournament instantly made him the underdog. Many Asian cultures have incredible video gamers who dedicate hours each day to master characters and skills. My brother hasn't been playing as often as he used to because he is so busy teaching. He decided to train for a few weeks before the tournament and enter for fun.

The stage is incredible!! He is the player on the right.

He took second place to the player on the left. When he lost, he shook the winners hand and people were very surprised. Chinese culture doesn't allow for the losers to be happy and gracious.

Here he is with his big check : )

He won about two month's salary for placing second in this tournament. Not a bad hobby!

Keep up the good work Mike!!

We miss you!

smile for the camera!

2009-12-05T17:26:00.001-05:00

As I was taking pictures for work inventory, I snapped a shot of our mechanic. The picture didn't belong in the insurance binder, so I'm putting here.

Make sure you smile at everyone.

our pumpkins

2009-11-07T17:14:00.003-05:00

We celebrated Halloween with friends who treated us with chili and homemade cinnamon rolls (it is a Kansas City thing). I didn't get any pictures of that night (my hands were very icky from my juicy pumpkin), but here are what our pumpkins look like no that they've been outside a few days.

After much thought and careful planning, I carved a bunny. No one could tell what it was, so I had to keep explaining - - "this is his tale, those are his ears, etc"

I am not the family artist.

Eric on the other hand did his pirate pumpkin free hand and quickly. If there was some sort of pumpkin carving award, I'm pretty sure he'd get it.

Hope you had a lovely Halloween!

stay safe and healthy

2009-11-06T18:00:00.000-05:00

Eric loves his new job. We have enjoyed having the same schedule which allows us to carpool and see each other more often. Right now he is battling a bit of a bug; having a consistent schedule has allowed for him to have lots of time to rest and recuperate.

I recently hit my head pretty hard when working with my switch kids. They kept yelling "Mrs. Chris - you're bleeding!!" As you can see, there is only a speck a blood, but it hurt for days after. Now I realize how often I use that side of my face when I talk, sleep, and eat.

on that same day, I also got a pretty nasty cut on my finger. I was pretty sure that I was going to die. How much can a girl take in one day? I learned that I would not make a very good warrior. Wounds do not agree with me.

switch

2009-11-05T20:44:00.000-05:00

I teach a wonderful group of 4-6th graders each week called

switch

Recently the kids made two pinatas from scratch

they had so much fun with them that I didn't get a change to take a picture of them intact

the had fun with the pieces after

every kid is a superhero!

because sometimes friends blow you away

2009-11-05T17:42:00.000-05:00

My darling friend Elena knows a way to melt my heart. Please click on the link below to see her latest illustration.

http://elenas-easel.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-skinny.html

Anyone who has seen where I've lived since college has met Llama. A few weekends ago, Eric & I found Baby Llama who now sits near his mama.

Yes, Llama is a mama now.

the struggle between the two

2009-11-02T17:37:00.000-05:00

We love our blog.

But lately there has only been time to update one thing and Facebook has prevailed. Mostly because we have been involved with other people and needed to get them "tagged." Facebook doesn't give us the opportunity to share our lives, only broadcast snippets.

So here is a small promise (to myself) to return to this space, because it is one of my favorite ways to share our lives with others.

See you soon!

everything else

2009-10-06T18:30:00.015-04:00

These aren't in any particular order and didn't fit into the building, vbs, or Claudio's community posts. Although they might seem like the leftovers, they hold a special place in our hearts.

We didn't realize that horses and donkeys needed to fill up : )

After leaving the country, there is nothing more fabulous than being welcomed home by a sign as big as a mini-van. We were met by smiling faces, lots of hugs, and prayer. We were all so overwhelmed, tired, and unsure. To hear English spoken all around us was off putting, but to hear it from familiar faces was comforting.

The team on US soil about to go to the airport.

Our team right before we left Brazil. This is before the floodgates opened and our tears poured.

The old sign for the farm was getting old and worn. Eric was able to use his artistic abilities and paint new signs that would welcome all who entered.

Often it feels like our gifts are inconsequential. Others around us can seem so skilled and able to serve. We tend to forget about the gifts we have been given. Sometimes all you have to is offer.

"I can paint - can I help in some way?"

I love children. I can sing. I can play an instrument. I play soccer. I can chop vegetables. I can run an errand. I know how to make a meal that can be frozen for someone in need. I can sew a button on a shirt. I can pray for someone hurting. I can teach a class. I can read to someone who can't. I can lay a brick. I can sweep. I can type.

Those little things will always seem little until we use them to serve someone else. I know - serving is not something valued in our culture. But - we are called to serve. And there are so many in the world - in Brazil, other countries, in your state, in your town, in your workplace, and on your street that need to be served in some way. What need can you meet?

Eric was able to help in this way.

Sitio Graca -- Grace Land or Grace Farm

Casa De Meu Pai - My Father's House

Izanir became my Brazilian sister for our trip. She taught me so much about the culture and opened her hearts to the girls we saw in the prisons. She told stories and taught with so much emotion that even when it was in Portuguese - I was moved. Sometimes when I'm in the car by myself, I hear her English words breaking through the silence.

So many of the street boys will do anything for money. The boy pictured above can completely dislocate his jaw and bring it up over half his face. Look closely....

We saw him preparing his body with the paint. He is so little and malnourished.

Fabiano is the proud father of a beautiful new little girl. The first day I met him, he had someone explain to me that she was "his treasure." In a country where so many children are tossed aside, it was so touching to meet a father who loved with all of his heart. He and his wife work full-time on the farm. Even with his broken English and my poor Portuguese - we were able to make each other laugh - - laughter knows no language barrier.

Jander became my brother instantly. He drove me around the streets of Brazil and shared so much of his heart for this country. His wife has started a outreach program to teach young pregnant girls how to care for themselves and their babies. So much education we take for granted in this country is not taught around the world. In the prison, we met one pregnant girl who was having a hard time understanding that cocaine would affect her unborn baby. Jander and his wife have a long road ahead of them. The next time we visit, we hope to have the opportunity to meet his darling little boy!!

This picture was taken on our last day. We got into our van and I sobbed uncontrollably. Even though I had only known Jander for a few weeks, it felt like a lifetime. There is something so amazing and powerful when people open up their hearts and experiences. Even something as small as spending time in a grocery store together can change your life.

Eric and the Chefe (the boss). He was the one who facilitated the building and let us know we were doing it all wrong : ). He was so touched that we weren't stupid Americans who came to enjoy the sun and good weather. We all used vacation time to serve the poor community and do physical labor. Not exactly resort activities.

The impact of our trip really hit me when we got on our return flight. The rest of the Americans returning from Brazil were all taking a piece of the country with them. They were tan, had a fun time, and were a bit obnoxious. Then there was our team. We had all left pieces of us behind - sweat, tears, and our hearts. We had spent our time trying to make a difference to people who deserved something great, but have no means of obtaining it. We want to be people who give more than they take.

Peter & Selma

Nothing I could write here would do them any justice, but writing nothing would be wrong. They are the "missionaries" who hosted us and run the farm. The word "missionary" to me has always caught in my throat. The idea of people planting themselves in a location to convert people has never been exciting to me. So many missionaries I've met try to "save" people and move on.

Peter & Selma are different. They've accepted the responsibility of loving boys that the world has thrown away. They proactively seek out hurt children to give them food, clothing, shelter, and hope. They LOVE the people they serve. When Peter talks about the boys that have been on the farm, the emotion is so real and his tears are from a deep place. He has the kind of compassion that makes him double over in pain. He hates to see the abuse and lives broken - but it doesn't stop him from loving. So many people have physically harmed, threatened violence, and stolen from him - - and yet his heart is bigger than his body.

As a man approached us on the street, Peter told us that he dealt "in drugs and children" and had threatened to kill his wife and son. Suddenly, we were face to face with one of the most feared men in the city. He is untouchable - - other dealers don't dare cross him and the police are terrified of him. My initial reaction was fear and disgust. I would have such anger if anyone wanted to hurt my children that I wouldn't be able to look at them. The idea of selling kidnapped and unwanted children into sex slavery makes me sick. And what did Peter do - he hugged him. It hit us like a ton of bricks. Peter lives his life as Jesus did and we aren't brave enough to do it.

We will always consider him a part of our family. Every time he and Jander mentioned us moving down permanently, it broke our hearts to say no. But we know that we'll be back.

Peter lives a life that he has been called to. His heart has been marked to serve Fortaleza. And now that we know his heart and passion, we are willing to help in whatever way we can.

We knew that some people were not very supportive of our trip.

Some thought it was a waste of money and resources. Why not just send the money we spent on plane tickets? Why not serve people in our own country?

The real question to me us - Why not?

We send checks to places, but this was the first time we sent our hearts. We were radically changed by this experience and will give so many times more than we ever paid for those original plane tickets.

The children we met were beautiful and deserving. Because they were born into extreme poverty and broken homes means that they need our service even more. Eric and I feel that only helping the children in our community is not enough. We have more hugs and love to give!

So many people in Brazil make decisions that Americans don't face - - which young son to send out to steal or which daughter to sell into the sex industry to feed the other children. I saw families living in sewage because it was all they had. "Suffering American middle class" looks amazing compared to much of what they world lives in.

Not everyone will be called to serve outside of this country. But maybe it is time to check our hearts when international vacations are more accepted than international service trips.

We fell in love with the Brazilian people. Lord willing, we will spend years serving them however we are called. If we are fortunate enough to go with our church in two years, we will be going. If we feel called to go down with another couple, then we'll do that too. For now, we are going to focus on the little things we can do to serve them and others that our lives touch.

vbs

2009-10-03T09:21:00.002-04:00

While in Brazil, our team hosted a three day Vacation Bible School (or Holiday Bible Club as our English friends Faith & Peter would say). It was a chance for neighborhood kids to come experience the farm and hear more about God. We taught about the Fruits of the Spirit (Galatians 5:22-23) -- love, joy, peace, patience, gentleness, faithfulness, kindness, goodness, and self-control.

Because we were in Brazil and they have a tropical climate, we played lots of water games. The boys got a kick out of using the big sling shot to throw water balloons.

I fell in love with little Vitoria. She was beautiful and precious. All you had to do was put your hand out and she'd follow you anywhere.

Eric drew a great coloring page for the day I taught.

"Cohe" in Brazilian Portuguese means "run"

claudio's community

2009-10-03T07:30:00.001-04:00

We were blessed to be able to visit Claudio's community. For many, this day was the highlight of our trip. There is so much emotion that comes from seeing such poverty and little broken hearts. We hugged and played with every child that came out that day.

We taught them to play baseball, had a large parachute, played futebol, and whatever other small things we could do. The group from the farm always comes out in yellow shirts. It helps the kids and families understand who is safe and makes their presence very real. The faces may change with the different teams that come, but the children rely upon someone in a yellow shirt for a hug and a smile. We were able to provide that on that particular day.

For some on our team, this day was too emotionally difficult to repeat. Having to leave the children at the end of the day was heartbreaking. We had to get in our van knowing what abuse, filth, and danger they would stay in. As many tears as I shed upon leaving, I loved every minute I had with them.

There is so much hurt in the world. We were able to witness a small piece of it that day. But children are children. No mater what color, what language, what income, or what location. They all deserve love. Love can come in the form of food, clothing, housing, hugs, and smiles. Most of them have very little if any of these things.

I would love to share the stories that touched our hearts, but since this blog is such a public space, I would prefer to respect the families' privacy. I hope these pictures are worth a thousand words.

This little boy's name was Eric and he LOVED Eric. He followed him around most of the day. It was the first time I ever heard Eric say that he wanted to bring a child home forever. That tends to be my regular statement at home.

I adored Luiza. She clung to me every second she could and often it was hard to walk because I had so many children attached to me. Of all the little girls I met that day, she touched my heart the most. I wanted so desperately to bring her home with me.

Claudio and two of his brothers

Faith worked at the farm for many years and only recently returned to England. We were so thankful to have a translator and friend during our trip.

the reason

2009-10-02T17:52:00.008-04:00

Deciding to go with our church to Brazil wasn't easy. Eric wanted to go and I was hesitant. He felt very strongly that he wanted to serve in this way, so we went to the informational meeting. We learned about the needs of the people in Brazil, that it would be physically challenging, and it wouldn't be cheap. More than ever, he wanted to go. More than ever, I was sure I wanted to stay home in my comfort zone.

Money can be tight for us sometimes. And I'm not very strong or a good builder. And I didn't have much vacation time from my new job. And. And. And. I was giving God a million reasons why He should send someone else.

Sound like anyone you know?

But Moses again pleaded, “Lord, please! Send anyone else.”-Exodus 4:13

Once Eric made up his mind that he wanted to serve, I made the decision to serve with him. The moment I put my application in, my heart changed. I let go of all my reservations and fears. The Lord equips who He calls.

We went to Brazil to build. Exactly what, we weren't sure. Construction in Brazil is very different than in the United States. You build on sand and off of drawings loosely sketched. All measurements are done in real time and there isn't much you can do to prepare. You have to show up with a good attitude and ready to work.

Humble beginnings

So we worked. And worked. It rained. And rained.

To say that we were frustrated and discouraged would be an understatement. Work we had carefully completed would come undone and fill with water. The rain stopped one day and two of us started to take the water out, bottle by bottle. After lots of hard work, within minutes of us being done - it rained again.

So we built the only way you can build - one brick at a time. The process was more difficult because of the rain and the round shape of the building, but we kept on working.

This was the flooded "road" made of broken clay bricks and palm branches. On one occasion I was carrying heavy palm frawns for the thatched roof and fortunate enough to fall down and land on the broken bricks. After lots of whining, blood, and band-aids I was a new woman. I was still surprised that I was able to carry something so heavy for so long with only one injury.

Some days we worked into the night.

I loved playing jump rope with the boys. Learning the Portuguese word for "jump" was incredibly helpful because it isn't a game they usually play and their timing was really off.

We had a lot of sand to make the concrete. It wasn't always being used, so we made sure it worked for us.

There were some hours of the day that were just too wet to work outside. Mike was able to concrete a small apartment floor.

Our building could be summed up with a few words:

lots of digging

lots of heavy lifting

(those wood beams are heavier than concrete. they are so hard that the termites eat concrete instead of this kind of wood)

So...from this....

to this!

everything is magic

2009-10-02T17:22:00.002-04:00

Happy October!!

October is one of our favorite months. We have a lot of very exciting things coming up...

Eric starts his new job on Monday

Our wedding anniversary

Meghann & Stan's wedding

Overtime All Night Youth Event

David Copperfield Magic show

The upcoming birth of a little Miss Mason

Labor-less weekends

2009-09-26T08:36:00.000-04:00

Summer just ended...

When raspberries, peaches, and blueberries were in season we went picking with our friends Jason & Mr. T.

I eventually made a lovely raspberry jam.

Our garden had a late start this season because of all the rain. Most of our cucumbers are pretty small, but still tasty. Our big yellow tomatoes are absolutely lovely and our cherry tomatoes are so yummy! I recently pruned our flower and vegetable garden, so there will be many green tomatoes turning lovely shades soon!

Eric was fabulous and brought me a few puzzles home from the library. They are a wonderful way to spend a weekend afternoon.

A few people have asked our Brazilian hammock. Here it is in action.

We had a wonderful summer and are looking forward to a lovely fall.

so quiet

2009-09-25T18:31:00.000-04:00

Can you tell from our silence that we've been busy?

Since coming home Brazil, we've taken some much needed time to rest, reprioritize, and get back into the swing of things.

leaving is the easy part

2009-08-24T17:56:00.000-04:00

We had an amazing opportunity to serve in Brazil this summer. It has taken a while for us to go through over six hundred pictures, get back into the routine of American life, and wrestle with the emotions that come with this sort of trip.

What I've decided to do is post what we would like to share - even if that is very raw or strong. The trip was amazing, but it really wasn't all sunshine and sand.

The short version is we went to Brazil.

The long version is much more complicated and even more beautiful.

We won't be able to tell it in its entirety in a few posts and with the pictures we took, but we will try.

In grand old fashion:

to be continued....

how airports keep people happy

2009-08-21T20:49:00.001-04:00

before making it to Brazil, our time at the Hartford airport was very well spent

most of us had never seen these before and we were like a bunch of little kids

we're home

2009-08-05T16:02:00.003-04:00

we are back from brazil

our bodies are in piece

our hearts are another story

as soon as we get settled back into life, we'll share stories and pictures from this amazing trip

kitchen tip

2009-07-30T08:08:00.001-04:00

The last grocery run I made involved picking up way too many limes and lemons. We knew that they would go bad before our big trip and I hate to waste food. Searching online gave me a wonderful solution - - squeeze the juice into ice cube trays and bag once frozen. Then we'll always have the citrus on hand for marinades!

the picnic

2009-07-25T08:43:00.000-04:00

We had a wonderful 4th of July at the annual picnic hosted by our friends.

Mary's wonderful shirt! I think it is easy to get lost in watching fireworks, spending time with family, and enjoying a long weekend. There are so many good men and women serving our country that are missing out on those activities. They serve to protect our freedom our families.

Thank you Wendell!! Thank you Mary!!

I wish this shot was in focus because I love it!

Mary hanging out with our favorite friend, Mr. T.

The boys played a lot of horseshoes.

Connor is so very sweet and great with babies. He was so gentle with Mr. T.

The girls played bocce.

(Mary, me, Brenda, Shanell)

and then the boys played bocce

(Jason, Paul, Eric - - Wendell is on deployment)

It is hard because we miss Wendell. We miss him in our bible study, at picnics, and even as we prepare for Brazil. We are continually praying for his safe return to his lovely wife and we are so grateful to his sacrifice.

It only takes a moment, but sending an encouraging note to a person serving is important. Thanking their families for doing without while we live our lives is also important.

missing them...

2009-07-24T08:17:00.001-04:00

Fourth of July weekend, my friend Sara and her little boy came to visit us. Usually, when we see them in Michigan, it is only for a few hours. Having three days with them was such a blessing!!

Connor is almost 3!! And the most active little boy I've ever met. Instantly, every piece of furniture in our home became a place to jump off of. His giggles filled our house within hours of their arrival and we missed them the moment they were gone.

Connor absolutely loved Sushi. Sushi did not return his affections. It was so cute to watch Connor chase Sushi and pet him gently. It took a lot of extra hands to make the below photo possible. I think Sushi stayed on his lap less than two seconds - so kudos to Eric for getting a picture!

We went to a CT Defender's baseball game (a generous man from our church donated the seats to our congregation). It rained off and on (as it has done in New England all summer) but we had a great time. I love Connor's smirk in this photo!

Connor learned how to get peanuts out of the shell while at the game.

And there was a double rainbow....

We also went to the aquarium. Here he is watching the Begula whale.

He was so brave and put his hand in the Ray tank and touched them as they went by.

The weekend went by so quickly and it feels like we don't have enough pictures to prove they were here. Life with a little boy is so full, busy, and completely worthwhile.

Being able to catch up with Sara was wonderful. The entire weekend, Eric did all the clean up after each meal, so she and I could just talk. And we talked and talked and talked. Email is a wonderful tool, but there is nothing like sitting down to a delicious BLT and chatting.

nothing sweeter than love

2009-07-22T07:54:00.000-04:00

the most lovely of wedding invitations arrived in the mail

we are looking forward to a beautiful day in October

Congratulations Meghann!

These are the days that must happen to us. - Walt Whitman

2009-07-16T21:26:00.006-04:00

Do you ever have those days?

Days that construction during your drive has gotten out of hand and made you late for work two days in a row. Days where you try to work, but by the end of the day nothing seems to be done. Days where you tend your garden for fifteen minutes and walk away with bug bites. Days where you lock yourself out of the house while trying to run to a church meeting. And then the hour meeting turns into two and a half hours when you haven't had dinner. Days where you drive to your husband's work for his keys and he asks you to bring home his guitar that almost takes your toe off when coming up the steps. Days when as soon as you sit down and want to cry, your phone rings. It is your husband and he needs the keys back to close the store. So you drive all the way back to give them to him. Seems a bit much for a Thursday, but it happened.

These are the kinds of days where I am pleading to God for a bit of relief. It feels as though nothing is "going my way." It is easy to become self-focused and have self-pity. It is easy to question God and why He didn't give me a head's up on what was coming around the bend. These are the times when I am most humbled.

My very dear friend had a terrible loss today. I won't even begin to try to understand her pain or her grief. Her horrible day filled with tragedy and suffering puts my irritants of today to shame. While I complain to God about my morning drive, her world is being turned upside down. While I'm concentrated on the disappointing movie we watched last night, her dreams are unraveling. While I am focused on myself - - she is struggling with one of the most painful things on earth.

Perspective is a very humbling thing.

And it turns out God knew what He was doing. My scattered workday allowed for time to sit in my car and pray for a miracle. The extra driving time added to my night gave me more time to cry out to God and cry for her broken heart. God knew I needed a day with fewer distractions so I could focus on something other than myself and my to-do list.

All of my plans for this evening have been changed. God has given me a night to put my face to the floor in prayer. He has given me the most precious opportunity to lift up a sister and her broken heart. I am grateful that He would use me. Selfish and broken me.

starting over

2009-07-01T16:43:00.002-04:00

This is Eric throwing away everything in our fridge.

When we got home late Friday night, the thermometer informed us that our fridge was over 55 degrees. Not exactly ideal for keeping foods from spoiling. It was hard watching hundreds of dollars of food emptied into garbage bags, but it was necessary.

Thankfully we have great friends who didn't mind going out to lunch and a mismatched dinner made from foods from our freezer.

Tonight is a fresh start. After a big grocery trip tonight, we should be stocked and ready to received friends from out of town.

a sense of community

2009-06-27T09:16:00.004-04:00

The other night, Eric grilled our first meal of the season. Our hamburgers, buns, and corn on the cob were all much tastier on the grill than they would have been from our kitchen. After some costly car repairs, we decided that spending money on a grill this year wouldn't be possible.

Then we were blessed with one. New friends of ours (Mr T's parents) had a gas grill they no longer needed and offered it to us. Their generosity was so unexpected and we are so grateful. We've always heard the rave reviews about grilling, but experiencing first hand having a cooked meal without heating your home during the summer was incredible. We are looking forward to a summer full of great food.

Lately, we have been experiencing generosity from everyone around us. We have been given so many things (dining room chair, clothes, a computer, an apron, the edging for our garden, and more) that thank you just doesn't seem to be enough. It is amazing what happens when people open up their hearts. We try to be diligent in giving others things that we no longer use or things they need more than we do.

One of my favorite stories is from when Eric offered his old iPod to a high schooler from church. The girl is absolutely darling inside and out, but doesn't have lots of material possessions. When Eric asked her she said "Sure. Just one question - does it work?" Yes, it worked. She was so overwhelmed that we would give her something that was of value. She was so grateful and has gotten a lot of use out of it.

One of my least favorite stories was from a guy who was telling me that he buys a set of dishes almost yearly and throws the old ones away. "You mean you donate them?" was all I could say because I was so surprised. "No. We throw them away." I'm pretty sure my heart stopped for a moment. There are so many people who would love a full set of dishes. There are so many places that take donations and most of them go towards worthwhile causes.

A few days ago, I was in a local thrift store and was touched by the things people were being provided with. Things I take for granted and always buy new - like underwear and shoes - were available for people who couldn't afford them. Our country has different levels of poverty and with the economy in the state that it is in, the term gets used very loosely. But watching a woman be given a pair of shoes because she cannot afford them is a miracle to watch.

Do you have anything that you could bless someone with?

my friend

2009-06-26T08:45:00.000-04:00

This is T, my new friend. He has the most wonderful parents who moved into our area from the midwest last year and who attend our church. His parents are gracious enough to let us hold him whenever we want (even if we hog him an entire softball game) and we've enjoyed watching him reach new milestones (can you see his teeth?).

I've been told that we might even get our very own play date soon (so that his parents can have their own date).

Oh Mr T...there is a special place in my heart for you

Mary, Mary, quite contrary...

2009-06-25T16:51:00.000-04:00

This is our veggie patch.

It isn't growing very quickly, but it is making some progress.

Our neighbors gave us the edging so it has a more polished look.

Our tomato plants are not very tall, but they are looking very healthy. We are growing cherry and yellow tomatoes, but neither have flowered yet.

Our sugar snap peas are already starting to get little pea pods. These are Eric's favorite and I can't wait until he has a bowl fresh from the garden.

We just got our lettuce and used our first to pieces last night. We tend to not need a lot of lettuce at once, so this is the perfect solution. By the time we bought it, only iceberg was left. Next year we'll spring for something a little more hearty and flavorful.

Our cucumbers are sprouting "real" leaves. Someday soon they will make the perfect addition to a salad.

Beans are easy to grow, so they were quickly added to the list when we ordered seeds. For our first year gardening we wanted to have at least surefire crop. Some of of the bean pols are starting to flower and we are looking forward to seeing the pods soon.

Sadly, none of the flower seeds I was given survived. I started almost all of them inside and it was very promising. They started to get a little tall outside from all the sunshine and died when it rained for weeks without any sun. I was looking forward to a fence lined with beautiful blooms, but next year is another chance.

I think that is one of the hardest things about gardening for me. Once something has died (because of no sun or being eaten by birds) it is over. It isn't like when we run out of something and can get to the store. Once they die, it is over for the year. I can't think of any aspect in my life that I have to wait a year for a second chance. All of that hard work, love, and energy that will yield no blooms or crop. It isn't any wonder why farming generations were so patient and worked so hard.

Eric and I are so dependent on instant gratification. The day we planted the cucumber seeds, I half expected that once we watered it would magically grow in a matter of minutes. I ended up staring at the wet ground praying for a miracle that a plant would come from that tiny seed. We have grown so accustomed to buying whatever produce we choose at the grocery store. We don't think about whether it is in season, if it was a good year for the crop, or the hardworking hands that picked it. Waiting for our my own vegetables to grow, I am much more appreciative of the beautiful tomatoes I get from the store.

update on promotion interview

2009-06-25T16:19:00.001-04:00

Eric's interview is next Thursday at 10:30 am

maybe the sun didn't get the memo

2009-06-24T11:32:00.005-04:00

The calendar says that it is officially summer, but New England is still living in spring. A very rainy, chilly spring. Our kind, Italian speaking neighbor is disappointed that his grape vines will not bear fruit this year, our veggie patch doesn't seem to be growing without any sun, and the forecast doesn't seem to be any brighter.
We hear from friends and family in other parts of the country that is over ninety degrees. Meanwhile, we are waiting for anything over 65 and the opportunity to stop wearing winter sweaters in June. With friends coming soon from out of town, we are hoping for one day of sunshine during their visit.

I tend to think of summer falling in the months of June, July, and August. This means that our summer is almost a third over and it hasn't included nearly as many bike rides, walks, and picnics in the park as we had hoped. The other night we braved a walk in our neighborhood before the night rain came (we had morning and afternoon rain that day) and were amazed at our luck. Large and small tree limbs were scattered as evidence of the beating they have been suffering. The wind we've had lately even cuts through heavy grandma blankets during softball games. Hopefully, July and August will have more sun.

Eric kicked off the official start of summer by successfully transferring to his new store. It was a rough last few weeks closing the older store and he is settling in with the new staff and busyness of a store that doubled its business over the weekend. While it is still in the works, Eric may have an opportunity to interview for a promotion next Thursday - July 2nd. It was all very sudden and we are praying for God's provision. We are asking that if you think of us, please considering praying about this opportunity. As with anything, there are no certainties. Even if he gets the desired promotion, there is also a very heavy prayer request that he would stay in this store instead of driving an hour from home each day. We are leaving it in God's hands.

We are also trying to enjoy each day as it comes. Often we get wrapped up in anticipation for what is coming - - sunshine, Sara's visit, Brazil, a friend's deployment ending, a friend's baby being born, this promotion - - that we forget that every day is a blessing. Even the days when your fridge is fifty degrees and the milk you just put in your mouth is bad (that would be today) - we should be grateful that we are alive and so blessed.

all it takes is a phone call

2009-06-14T09:39:00.003-04:00

When things get very busy and our life gets a bit overwhelming, we tend to forget to reach out to others. And then in one small instant, we can be connected again.

We extended invitations to lunch in our home, spending an afternoon shopping for plants, and bike rides. In return, we received invitations to the zoo, an intimate birthday celebration, and lovely dinners. Suddenly, something as personal as ice cube trays in a beautiful bag were being slipped into our car by new friends who found a need they could meet. There are few things in this life as beautiful as this.

In a few short weeks, our home will be filled with a little boy's precious laughter and the company of a dear friend. It will be so good to connect with her again. To share a favorite meal (yummy BLTs), catch up, and share life again. Only this time, we won't have hourly time constraints and the weekend will be ours.

Real relationships are such an important part of this life. Our lives have been so enriched by the friends and family that we have made. But sadly, they are the first thing to be abandoned when life gets busy. Often the priorities our heart do not reflect in our daily life and we are taking steps to change that.

We would like to encourage you to write down your goals, wishes, and dreams. They don't have to be as complex as solving world hunger or as difficult as scaling Mount Everest. Some of ours included spending more quality time as a couple, calling our mothers more often, and spending time in the park. Posting these wishes in a place you see often is a very good reminder and helps you to live each day walking towards those goals.

When Eric and I compared lists, so many of our dreams were similar or worked towards the same goal. Some of the items listed came as a surprise, not only to the the other person, but for the author as well. When I really focused on what I wanted from my life, I was surprised at a few of the things that came out of my heart. Knowing each other's individual goals also is helping us encourage one another.

the sloth is my hero and other random thoughts

2009-06-12T16:03:00.004-04:00

When it was snowing and we were bundled up, I dreamed of a warm June with lots of picnics and outdoor fun. June finally arrived, but it is the coldest and rainiest I've ever known. I even made soup the other night just to warm up the kitchen and my bones.

Homemade minestrone is my new favorite. A large pot makes lots of extra lunches.

Our veggie patch was started weeks ago, when it seemed that the weather would bring lots of sun. From this old picture, you can hardly see the tomato plants and the sugar snap peas are stealing the show. Almost overnight, our cucumber sheets shot up, our beans are getting very tall, and the tomato plants are out growing the peas. It is amazing how much happens while we are away at work. What started out as a patch of grass has turned into a bustling area of growth. I am looking forward to our first harvest.

Last weekened, I went on a zoo trip with our Connecticut family - Debbie, Pietro, Elena, Joel, Cristi, Ben, Gian, Kaitlin, and Carissa (Yoshi & Kita stayed home and Eric had to work).

the girls

I love the zoo.

I love the moon bear. From the front, he appears to be all business.

But seeing how he sits makes me smile. Sometimes I need to be reminded that things aren't always what they seem.

The zoo has a new baby giraffe. Even though the little guy was half the size of his parents, he was stunning. This also proves that only tall, skinny people can pull of a bold print.

The elephants were majestic and wrinkly as ever. I doubt they ever worry about stopping that sag. Have you ever ready The Saggy, Baggy Elephant?

My darling friend Elena and I usually communicate by email. Spending time with her in person is such a treat!

Did you know that donkeys play dead?

I'm not sure if his back itched, it was time for a dust bath, or he was just showing off.

The Flutterby exhibit was incredible. There were so many gorgeous butterflies in such a tiny space that it seemed heavenly. I love polka dots, so this was my favorite butterfly.

I've decided that if this whole accounting thing doesn't work out, I might put in an application at the zoo. I'm thinking that I could fill in for the snow leopard when he is tired of laying around.

My hero is the sloth. When she goes on vacation, I'd like to fill in for her. Isn't she beautiful!
The last time we were there, we saw her being handfed by a zoo keeper because she won't even feed herself. Unfortunately, the little monkeys kept stealing her food. That is one thing that I would change about the position - I wouldn't let monkeys steal my food. All the other job requirements I would be able to handle - - growing out my hair, sleeping all day, and letting my nails grow wild.

The star that tends to steal the show is the elusive red panda. He isn't what comes to mind when you hear the name 'panda,' but he certainly doesn't disappoint. He is so cuddly and fun to watch.

One of my new favorites is the porcupine. We must have been there when they were exhausted, because both were asleep. One in a box and one on a large limb. Staring at their adorable faces made my heart melt. While they look cuddly, I'm sure that it wouldn't be a pain-free embrace.

I learned so much from the zoo trip:
animals get to sleep all day
I wish I slept all day
God created each animal to be unique and fulfill a purpose

This is the lovely boquet I was given as a thank for teaching 5th & 6th graders at church. They really brighten up our dinning room. It is nice to feel appreciated.

Sushi could not look more pleased in this picture. He was hanging out with me while I picked out my clothes and I "tried them on" him. The shirt is laying on him, so it didn't disturb his precious resting time.

I'm starting to notice a theme? Are you?

Lots of sleeping animals....zzzzzzzzzz

Just because I like when things match, here is a picture of what is by our front door. Yes, these are all my shoes. Do you notice another theme?

One other important lesson...

Public service announcement: Stay away from poison ivy!

the unofficial start to summer

2009-06-03T10:48:00.008-04:00

Even though the official start to summer is a few weeks away, we are enjoying the beginning of our summer already.

Sushi had his first trip outside of the year. Instead of venturing to the park, we hung out in the backyard. He intently watched a squirrel eat in the neighbor's yard while I sat on our picnic blanket. He was so happy to smell the grass and watch the birds. Last year when we took him out, he would be as happy as a clam for days. Last night, he cried for hours in the window. We'll have to start taking him out more often.

About a month ago, some of the girls met up at the annual Harkness Plant sale. I picked out a few lilies that they grow right on the property. A darling friend and I headed out to Salem to find even more goodies that afternoon. The Salem Herb Farm is one of the most magical places on earth. They have the best variety of happy plants and llamas, emus, doves, cats, and a beautiful property. I came home with so many incredible things - daisies, black eyed susans, cilantro, thyme, sugar snap peas, and a star gazer. It has taken the past few weeks to get them all in the ground and pots, but we finally found homes for them all. The daises are already in bloom and have more buds than I have ever seen. I bought a wildflower variety that needs little care and it is doing fabulously. I have been able to bring fresh flowers to friends and our for our dinning room table and still have plenty left on the bush. It looks like we will have a plentiful summer.
Our tomato plants that we started from seed are doing well, but two of them have had all of their leaves eaten! It is a good thing that we have extras that we were going to give away. In the little bit of time that we've started gardening, I've learned so much about sharing, patience, and our neighbors. I have been given handfuls of coneflower plants, someone lent us a rototiller so Eric wouldn't spend all day digging, and we've been able to share our seedlings, flowers, and cat nip. Everyday there is a new joy, especially as our beans and cucumbers are starting to peek through the soil. I cannot wait until we can harvest things from the veggie patch!
Everything that we started from seed has been transplanted and is doing well (except for the moss rose). Our sunflowers are so little and I'm thrilled to see what will grow from what was given to us (thank you Cindy!).

Things are going well as we plan for Brazil. My Portuguese flash cards and DVD have been getting a lot of use as the trip date approaches. This weekend, I might post-it note the house with the names of commonly used things (so far I've only done this to the bedroom).

Our schedule has dramatically changed. Last week marked the end of: youth band, youth group, Wednesday night at church (we taught 5th & 6th graders), and my women's study. We are starting June with fewer commitments and looking forward to the break. The softball season has started and even though it doesn't seem warm enough to play or watch - we have been having a great time. Monday's game was a nail biter that ended with us winning by one.

I am battling poison ivy. We didn't realize that our entire back fence is lined with the horrible plant until I broke out in a terrible rash (legs, stomach, arm). As if the terrible itchiness wasn't enough, I have more bug bites than I can count. I have tried more lotions, creams, baths, and homemade recipes than I care to admit, but I am still miserable. Last night's baking soda bath worked well, but this morning it is back to being itchy.

After a tumultuous change, my mother is doing well in her new environment and it is such a blessing to know that she is truly happy.

Eric's store will be closing in two weeks. This week has been very bittersweet for him. While we are so incredibly thankful that he will be able to transfer to another store, it is hard watching others be laid off. With so many people leaving the store, it has fallen on him to pick up extra shifts, manage this transition, and try to keep morale up. With no store manager, the loss of jobs, and the dismal look of the next few weeks, this is no easy task. He of course is a trooper and is doing all of this with a smile on his face.

Happy Mother's Day

2009-05-10T00:30:00.003-04:00

Thank you to all the beautiful women who gave us:

birth

taught us right from wrong

warm hugs

delicious food

love

life lessons

and

encouragement

Without you, the world would miss out on something wonderful.

good things

2009-05-08T10:56:00.005-04:00

a gentle breeze bringing the beautiful scent of lilacs into my office

peanut butter and homemade raspberry jam sandwich

guests arriving in one week

sharing our lovely parrot tulips with friends

tomorrow's flower and herb shopping trip with a few girls

generous friends giving us their grill

'national ride your bike to work' week starts on monday

the promise of a sunny week after days of rain

most of all - - it is friday

life in the slow lane

2009-05-07T11:00:00.000-04:00

Friday evening, we had unwelcomed car trouble (when is it ever convenient or welcomed?). A generous friend had offered to help the next time we found ourselves in a bind (especially since last month we put over a thousand dollars of our savings into fixing Eric's car) and we took him up on his offer. A few hours later, Eric's car was fixed and life returned to normal. At then end of the experience, I can honestly say that God was glorified.

It was humbling - we hate asking for help.

We don't like to inconvenience people or think we are overstepping the bounds of a relationship. There have been so many times that we have felt used for our talents and not our friendship. But the Lord put Mike's name on my heart and we called. And he came. On a Friday night. With a smile on his face.

Originally, we were looking into using a moped to offer some relief to keep Eric's car alive as long as possible. We could give you a handful of reasons we've decided to put this purchase off for a year. But we won't. At least not in this space.

We are so incredibly fortunate to have two cars - even if his windows, windshield fluid tubes, and fans don't really work. And we are keeping that in mind, even when things get a bit too hot or don't work as well as we'd like.

I wonder how many other areas in my life I am incredibly blessed but still complaining.

Many nights I grumble to myself about having to pick up the house, wash laundry, or do small maintenance on things. Sometimes I forget how blessed we are to have a wonderful home, our own washer and dryer, and all of the things we own. When our iron broke, we were able to buy a new one without even blinking an eye. When Eric wears out another pair of shoes because he works so hard on his feet, we pick up another pair - without even having to think about saving up for them.
Then I think about all the children who go to bed hungry in the world. Many of them don't even go to "bed" but sleep on a dirty floor or cardboard. I think of the women who have to wash laundry in the river and it is such a hard task, I only have to push a few buttons. There are so many girls who are sold into sex slavery because their families have no food and feel desperate. When have I ever felt so desperate?
Oh the shame of feeling sorry for myself that I just spilled an entire pitcher of water and have to clean it up quickly before guests arrive when millions of people around the world don't have access to clean drinking water. I have to admit, sometimes I am a camel trying to go through a needle (Matthew 19:24).

Today I am thankful.

lately

2009-04-30T16:09:00.000-04:00

Our area annually hosts a river rubber duckie race. Community events and rubber duckies are a few of our favorite things, so this race was of high interest. We live only a few streets from the river and it was a short walk (read: no issues trying to find parking).

Our downtown is very small and we were all huddled in to watch the duckies get dumped from the bridge.

They quickly floated down the river, racing as fast as they could. We bought three duckies (we didn't want to leave Sushi out) and the proceeds went to local schools and non-profits. Watching everyones donation float down the river was really incredible. I'm sure that some people entered to win the money or the trip to Disney (there were 90 prizes overall), but it really is just a fun day and a chance to make a difference.

Next year, I may even hug the duck.

Our day was filled with lots of fun and enjoying each other's company. We rarely spend time on the weekends together and it was such a treat. During Lent, we started to really prune back our activities and we are looking forward to continuing this. While being a part of things can be rewarding and fun, we need more time as a couple, with friends, and individually. We have a hard time saying 'no' when someone needs leaders, help, or wants us to attend. As we learn to set boundaries and carve out time for us, we hope that others will not take it personally.

We have friends and family coming in from out of state this year and we want to enjoy them. There are lots of other community events that we are looking forward to (concerts and plays in the park, festivals) and they are important to us. We want our hearts to be ready before we go to Brazil and minister to the hurting children.

Our summer priorities will include:

enjoying guests

using our nearby library

starting and maintaining our garden

riding bikes

taking the kitty to the park
walking in the neighborhood

the church softball league (Eric plays, I watch)

For a few days, we had summer weather, but are now returning to mild spring days. The few days of heat made flowers around the neighborhood pop. Tulips (including ours) are everywhere. Our front yard even surprised us with grape hyacinths.

The parrot tulips we planted in fall are so beautiful. There is already talk about how many more bulbs will go into the front garden in the spring.

Trees and shrubs are blooming all over town. They lift my heart and give me hope that we'll see more birds, squirrels, and life around our home. It has been such a cold winter and my soul is ready for warmth and growth.

for the record

2009-04-30T14:00:00.001-04:00

There are great messages to feed you.

I am one of the wealthiest people in the world. Are you?

Listening to her sing this song makes me think of my pen pal. Only I know that my darling friend can draw.

If you've played the game, you'll love the song.

Jesus is amazing. And doesn't want you to give up football.

So many people are talented.

Anyone can be creative, sometimes we just need the freedom to play.

I'm trying to overcome my materialism.

(click on the bold words to see what I'm talking about if you don't believe me)

happy spring

2009-04-20T18:56:00.008-04:00

our first daffodil bloomed

it was too pretty not to see, so I brought it inside

we celebrated Easter with Elena and her family and guests :)

it was a living room full of love

last weekend, we attended a marriage retreat in New Hampshire

I will not be a ping pong master

but we had fun playing

Eric made a fort out of our bunk

we had lots of good food

I took second place in the hula hoop competition (lost to a gracious and beautiful dance instructor who has more moves than I ever will)

Eric won when the men competed!! the men didn't last nearly as long as the ladies, but were more fun to watch

being in New Hampshire, we missed the stellar weather we had on the coast

our seeds are now tucked into soil and waiting for the sun to come back

we are really looking forward to tending to a garden and learning patience as we wait for the Lord to bless our endeavors

Eric is not a fan of the fake speckled eggs stores sell in the spring. I am, so we compromised and made our own. well, the chickens made the eggs and we blew out the insides

when we got back from our retreat, we only found two eggs broken on the floor (some little kitty thinks that they are a toy)

Happy Birthday Eric

2009-04-16T09:32:00.005-04:00

Today my darling husband is 27.

Happy Birthday!!

It's Friday...but Sunday's coming

2009-04-10T13:12:00.003-04:00

lots of good things...

2009-04-10T12:28:00.006-04:00

For April Fools Day, Eric's toothbrush turned into a frozen block of ice :)

Funny how those things happen...

Our church hosted a baby shower for the lovely Lindsey. Her husband was deployed to Iraq one month before the due date of their first child. The day after the shower (and many weeks early) their little boy, Asher, was brought into the world. Thankfully, we were able to give her lots of things the day before his birth. (isn't she precious!!)

Yesterday, I received the most lovely little note with seeds. I know that writing letters is more expensive than email, but it is more personable and touching. Think how much you would love to receive a handwritten note in the mail and then consider sending one.

(thank you Cindy!!)

(ps - snapdragons are his favorite)

Soon, we plan to start some of our seedlings inside. I am very excited to add the beautiful ones I just received to our yard as soon as the weather warms up. We've had container gardens and a small strip of veggies at his grandmother's, but this will be our first real garden. Our landlord is very supportive of whatever we choose to plant which is a huge blessing.

In a few short weeks, it will be warm enough for us to walk downtown and enjoy the park.

We have good news on Eric's store closing. As it stands now, they don't plan on closing the store until September which gives the store a chance to prove itself and/or Eric transferring to the closest store (practically right around the corner). A huge weight has been lifted off Eric's shoulders.

Today is Good Friday and Sunday is Easter. Now that Lent is coming to a close, we are both thankful that we slowed down to prepare our hearts for this season and what it means.

Jesus died for me.

And you.

But the amazing part is...

death could not hold him.

And

He is Risen!!

enjoying April

2009-04-01T16:02:00.002-04:00

March ended with the promise of warm weather, great news from a friend, and a bonfire.

In April, we are looking forward to the boy's birthday, a weekend retreat, and the new flowers coming up in our front bed.

We got word today that Starbucks would be closing Eric's store (not an April Fools joke). It is uncertain how it will affect us, but there is hope for a transfer and not much discomfort.

Mostly, April brings hope.

today is the first day of spring

2009-03-20T12:32:00.008-04:00

not only do we wish you a Happy Friday - - but warmth on this lovely spring day

We test drove Vespas last weekend. Eric was a natural, but I was very nervous. I missed having a seat belt. Now that the weather is warming up, we are looking into financing.

Our good friends Shanell and Ryan share a birthday (March 17th). The Masons opened their home to friends and we celebrated with a yummy ice cream cake.

Little Miss Molly looks adorable with her chocolate "soul patch." She was kind enough to let her brother "borrow" her candy from the filling.

Sushi is enjoying sun streaming through the windows. Sometimes I wish I was a cat - - sitting in the sunshine all day.

(the little bald spot on his belly has healed and hair is starting to grow back. just don't mention it to him because he is very sensitive about it.)

We still have only one kitty. Eric captured this neat shot as Sushi walked into the kitchen. The reflection is off the stove.

At the end of February, our church hosted a women's banquet and my friend Elena joined me.

We had a delicious dinner (thank you Phil & the boys), warm conversation, and shared wedding memories. Our banquet was themed around the concept that we are the bride of Christ. So many women brought wedding pictures, favors, and dresses.

Many young ladies modeled the dresses that had been worn 10, 15, 25, and even 50 years ago. Mr. Duba made a comment the following Sunday at church that the evening was really a reflection of the body of Christ. The women at the banquet represented many ages, careers, and gifts.

our thoughts on the economy

2009-03-13T15:58:00.006-04:00

I recently heard - -

During times like these, the rich are inconvenienced and the poor are crushed.

How is that for gaining perspective?

Eric and I can definitely be counted in the percentage of wealthiest in the world. We have cars, jobs, fridge and pantry full of food, running water, access to health care, and heat during this cold winter. We are so well off that we also have chosen to feed a cat, donate money, and have savings.

While we watch businesses collapse, retirement accounts dwindle, and purchases depreciate - - it is important not to forget those who will have no food, no shelter, no warmth, and no help.

the sun is here somewhere

2009-03-12T14:55:00.012-04:00

It is hard to believe that we are already two weeks into March. 2009 seems be flying despite our attempts to slow it down. As we try to embrace the season of Lent, we feel even more bogged down from things that demand our constant attention.
I am working on "resting" during this time before Easter - to really slow down and find God. Eric is focusing on worshipping the Lord through music. Both are easier said than done. We both work, volunteer, teach, have friends, have house responsibilities, and need downtime. Our nights are filled with bible studies, music practice, youth activities, folding laundry, and being a couple.
We struggle with finding room for things on the calendar. Which do we write in - the things we feel called and excited to do? or events and people sending us mailings, asking for our time, leading new groups? We cannot possibly do everything. And the feeling is overwhelming.
Personally, the Lord has been speaking to my heart - asking me to spend one morning sewing with the women, loving and getting to know a pregnant woman whose husband is about to go to Iraq, growing current friendships, building community, learning to cook, mentoring youth group girls, spending more time with Him, learning Portuguese (for our upcoming trip), and building margin back into my life. Adding these things to my current life would make it explode. I declined the women's conference, women's retreat, leading a new study, joining another study, and becoming involved in an exhausting friendship. I am praying for wisdom as we plan for spring and summer months.
So much for an easy Lent!
Although, the point of Lent is to grow closer to God. To alter our life in some way that we have to grow closer to Him. Some do this by giving up a luxury, fasting, volunteering, or giving an aspect of life to God. Many times, Ash Wednesday starts out smoothly, but real life sets in. Our complicated lives, troubled hearts, and worldly desires make the road rough. All of this roughness polishes our hearts and prepares them for us to understand the sacrifice that was made on Friday and the promise that was fulfilled on Sunday.

Our snow has finally melted and the sun makes an appearance every so often. The snow, rain, fog, dark mornings, and cold hasn't been easy for a girl dreaming of spring. We ordered our vegetable seeds, chose three flowers to plant out front, and will visit the Vespa dealer tomorrow. It has been hard living in the moment when we are wishing it was warmer.
Warm weather brings with it so many promises - visits from family and friends, our trip to Brazil, visits to our new park, walks around the neighborhood, and wearing skirts without tights.
A Relient K song sums up my feelings -

High of 75 - Relient K
We were talking together
I said, "what's up with this weather?"
Don't know whether or not
How sad I just got
Was of my own volition.
Or if I'm just missing the sun

And tomorrow, I know,
Will be rainy at best.
And the forecast, I know,
Is that I'll be depressed.
But I'll wait outside
Hoping that I'll catch sight of the sun.

[Chorus:]
Because on and off,
The clouds have fought
Their control over the sky
And lately the weather
Has been so Bi-polar
And Consequently so have I

And now I'm sunny with a High of 75
Since You took my heavy heart
And made it light
And its funny how you find
You enjoy your life
When you're happy to be alive

And the temperature is freezing
And then, after dark,
There is a cold front sweeping
In over my heart
And we might break up
If I don't wake up to the sun

[Chorus]

Sunny with a High of 75
Since You took my heavy heart
And made it light (made it light)
And its funny how you find
You enjoy your life
When you're happy to be...Alive

Usually, our moods are very light - so this blog is as well. But, this is a space to share our lives with you - honest - real - and sometimes raw. Feelings of overwhelm and trying to simplify our lives are real. And they may pass soon, but we hope to learn a lesson in all of this. And trust the Lord in His leading.

Snow Day

2009-03-02T16:25:00.004-05:00

Today we got about 7 in. of snow. Neither one of us had to go into work, so we had a day of much needed rest and time together.

Sushi and Chris spent a good part of the morning cuddling on the couch.

We also got to spend a little time doing things that get pushed aside on the list of priorities... a matter of fact, we didn't even pay attention the the list of priorities. We just had a hibernation day.

The Art of Disappearing by Naomi Shihab Nye

2009-02-27T10:09:00.001-05:00

When they say Don't I know you?

say no.

When they invite you to the party

remember what parties are like

before answering.

Someone telling you in a loud voice

they once wrote a poem.

Greasy sausage balls on a paper plate.

Then reply.

If they say We should get together

say why?

It's not that you don't love them anymore.

You're trying to remember something

too important to forget.

Trees. The monastery bell at twilight.

Tell them you have a new project.

It will never be finished.

When someone recognizes you in a grocery store

nod briefly and become a cabbage.

When someone you haven't seen in ten years

appears at the door,

don't start singing him all your new songs.

You will never catch up.

Walk around feeling like a leaf.

Know you could tumble any second.

Then decide what to do with your time.

Merry Christmas & Happy New Year

2009-02-26T18:44:00.001-05:00

We might be a little late in telling you this, but we hope you had a lovely holiday.

Eric made me the most beautiful watercolor Christmas card

We were actually very good this year and waited until Christmas morning to open our presents

we made a yummy apple pie for Christmas at Debbie's house

Eric always does an incredible job with pie crusts

We had a really fun New Year's Eve spent with friends from our couple's bible study.

Eric in motion (I didn't have the right setting on the camera)

me using all my strength to place the bean bag

Eric thinks quickly on his feet and captured this short video of Becca and I placing the bean bags. All of my strength was not enough to beat her.

One of my favorite parts of Christmas this year was Eric & Friends doing Joy to the World at church on Christmas Eve. Enjoy the small snippet.

mr handyman

2009-02-25T12:59:00.002-05:00

jumpy cuppy sat on a wall

jumpy cuppy had a great fall

all of the king's kitties and all of the king's men

put sinky winky back together again

Camp Berea With the Youth Group

2009-02-25T09:46:00.018-05:00

We drove one of the vans to Camp Berea in New Hampshire. The drive was about 4 hours.

It was frustrating at times, but a lot of growth was seen in the kids and the leaders.

(yes I grew out my beard, but is nicely trimmed again)

The worship band, Sidewalk Prophets, was great. They just got signed to a record deal, so we'll keep our ears open for their new song on the radio.

The speaker for the weekend was Super Duff. The theme for the weekend was momentum. He presented the gospel in a very unique way, that spoke well to the kids.

The bald guy in the middle is Nate. He's the camp director.

They were getting ready to attempt to rip the phone book in half.

The girls got roses for Valentines Day from one of the female leaders. They were to let them know that God loves them for who they are.

They ended up wearing them in their hair pretty much all weekend. Don't they look lovely?

who's taller?

During the weekend they split the campers in two teams, and played Red vs. Blue games all weekend. The winning team got to go eat first. We always ate first. :)

Another Red vs. Blue game. They had to knock the knights head off.

We enjoyed the lodge a lot. Emily read in front of the fire.

Girls warming their toes after playing in the snow.

Carpet ball was a popular game.

The lodge had a balcony with pool tables. Our group spent a lot of the time playing pool as well.

Youth Pastor, Paul, trying to catch a break.

We tried to stay on our feet as we walked around on the giant frozen lake.

The lake was surrounded by mountains.

Christian and John challenged each other to a boxing match. They both got knocked down a lot. The officials are still out trying to decide their final score.

There was a dodgeball tournament to end all the games on Saturday.

Our team of guys was called the TIErants. (They all wore ties)

The girls are nervous for the whistle to blow to start the dodgeball game.

catching up

2009-02-24T18:31:00.005-05:00

Many of you have asked how we've been feeling. We are doing much better after a few days of rest. My body seems to be back to normal, but not my face. I woke up Monday morning with a swollen lip and the worst cold sore of my life. The picture below is after a lot of the swelling went down.

It is that time of year at work - - year end, taxes, new year

my new workspace is messy

I hate working in a mess, but I don't have a good filing system in place or homes for everyday things (like incoming mail, mittens, etc). Even though I've had this job for months, I still feel very new.

Our dentist appointments went really well. We each need some fillings, but we love our new office. The dental hygienist actually told me that she flosses while going potty. I think that I have a face that makes people open up.

Rachel, my co-worker, gave us the great idea to put our extra (non-contaminated) peanut butter out for the birds and squirrels. Actually getting the peanut butter onto the pine cones was much messier than we expected, but they went over very well with our outside friends.

one of those days

2009-02-24T11:13:00.004-05:00

poor Eric had a run in with a ceramic mug and our sink

we'll be at home depot tonight

pardon while we play

2009-02-23T16:07:00.002-05:00

Eric decided to give our little blog a face lift. Let us know what you think of the pictures!

Me in a chef hat (I have no memory of ever putting one on or where this picture came from)
Me flying a kite
One of our wedding photos
Eric playing guitar
Eric being a studly pirate

tired little busy bees

2009-02-23T09:07:00.005-05:00

It is 27 degrees. All four of my car doors were frozen shut this morning and I wouldn't dream of leaving the house without my coat, scarf, and mittens. But the sun is shining. And at first glance, it feels like spring.

We had a great weekend in New Hampshire with the youth group. Tons of pictures are on facebook (Eric did a great job putting them up so the kids could see them right away) (it took him over three hours because he was so tired and they kept commenting on them). Hopefully, when we are feeling better, we'll update the blog as well.

The long weekend took its toll on us. I was miserably sick all last week and this weekend and am not sure how I will make it through another five day work week. Eric is spending his day off on the couch trying to feel better. We are quite the pair.

Being sick has given us a chance to really slow down and appreciate what we have. You don't realize how nice it is to breathe out your nose until you can't.

Happy Valentine's Day

2009-02-13T10:23:00.010-05:00

We wish you lots of love this happy hearts day.
And not just the sentimental flowers and romantic dinner kind (although they are nice too).

Since college, God has challenged me to really show love to others during this holiday. It didn't originate as a "Hallmark holiday" and any reminder we have to show love should be accepted.

We sent Valentine's to loved ones and are ready for our weekend adventure with the youth group. We are praying for couples going through trials and loving on as many children as we can. All of these small things really add up to a lot of love. And that is what this life is all about.

We encourage you to be a light and love to someone this Valentine's weekend.

If you need a few suggestions on how to do this - - you could pray that:

the long drive to and from with the teenagers and is safe and uneventful

the leaders would stay healthy (some are already not coming due to illness)

the leaders would able to keep up with the kids (we are not spring chickens)

the Lord would do a wondrous miracle in their hearts

fun in the mail

2009-02-13T08:00:00.000-05:00

this lovely little letter was in our mailbox from a dear friend

we have been nibbling away at the little bar

thank you sara!

I don't do windows

2009-02-06T15:24:00.001-05:00

but he does...

http://www.raincitystory.com/flash/screenclean.swf

Eric's 25 Random Things About Me (also posted on facebook)

2009-02-03T08:39:00.002-05:00

1. I love making music, and I wish it could be my full time job.
2. I think coffee is the best beverage in the world.
3. I really really can't spell.
4. I wish that I was in better shape... but not enough to actually work out.
5. I love to mountain bike, but have no bike.
6. I love video games, but only really in the winter.
7. I feel like I'm good at lots of things but not really good at any thing.
8. I'm sort of addicted to Facebook.
9. I wish I could have a really long beard, but I don't think it will happen.
10. I have dreams where I'm riding a motorcycle, even though I've never been on one.
11. I can't wait to be a father.
12. I have huge fears of being a father.
13. I used to really want a tattoo, but I never had to guts to get one. I'm glad I didn't because it probably would have been a Dave Matthews tattoo or something.
14. I love our new apartment. I really feel like I'm home.
15. I wish I read more.
16. I have a really hard time with conflict. I've heard that's because I'm a feeler not a thinker...
17. I love the balance created in my marriage, even though it creates that conflict I have such problems with.
18. I cry sometimes when I watch reality shows like The Biggest Loser.
19. I love the show Psych.
20. I now have some of the best friends I've ever had.
21. I wish God would yell at me sometimes... instead of whispering.
22. I like when I feel artsy.
23. I cant' believe I get to spend forever with my wife.
24. I wish I could get a Basset Hound.
25. I wish I took more pictures.

the lego card

2009-02-01T18:43:00.003-05:00

Nicolas loves LEGOS, so when he was in the hospital after the accident, Eric made him this amazing card.

The family is doing well and healing. Nicolas is back in our class, but cannot participate in any gym games. Even with all of the metal in his mouth, he is still smiling.

in case you don't have facebook

2009-02-01T18:27:00.003-05:00

I (Chris) was tagged on facebook recently and decided to participate. Many of the people who read our blog do not have facebook, so I decided to carry the list over.

25 random things about me

I am not addicted to facebook. In fact, I have to force myself to use it.
I love llamas. I mean really love them. If we were ever to have a house with lots of land, I would get a few. Once, I came across a pair of Keds llama shoes and I’m still upset that they didn’t have anything close to my size.
I wish I had the courage to be an artist.
I sing in the grocery store aisles. Loudly.
I love to get mail. Sometimes, Eric will take the junk out of the mailbox and leave a letter from a friend for me to find.
I want a small life. I want to be able to touch all four corners of it at once.
I buy every cute pair of comfortable shoes I find. This usually amounts to me buying two pairs a year.
I am shy, but also an extrovert. I talk a lot when I’m nervous or tired.
Lately, I’ve been embarrassed when people ask about prayer requests and I have none. At this season in my life, I’m really content and feel abundantly blessed. God has answered my prayers and feel that this is a time to prayer for others.
I truly believe that God has put feeding squirrels and birds on my heart.
I do not watch scary or tense entertainment anymore. I’ve learned to only allow what is encouraging and uplifting into my life. Instead of gore, I watch Murder She Wrote reruns and Psych.
I have dreams that all of my teeth fall out. It is one of my biggest fears in life.
Strategy, board, and card games are my favorite way to spend an evening. I only wish I knew more of them. Currently, Settlers of Catan and Bananagrams have captured my attention (both computer and in person).
Having people over at our house fills my heart. I never thought I’d like to “entertain” but I feel really comfortable in my space and want people to enjoy the things God has blessed us with - - the Xbox we won, a large dining room table, our cat whom people fall in love with, and us.
I have a hard time saying no. To everything. And everyone.
I only started to love my hair the past few years. It always felt mousy, too big, frizzy, and ugly.
Compliments are a hard pill to swallow. Especially when they are about my kindness, character, outfit, or hair. Hearing praises about my work is easy, but everything else is difficult.
I buy my calendar almost six months in advance. Susan Branch sells out quickly and I would hate to have an ugly calendar.
I struggle with the idea that there are always two sides to every story.
Live music (concerts) is something I avoid like the plague (but then I married a musician), but I love the theatre – both plays and musicals. Watching actors on stage and enjoying their energy is one thing, feeling like your energy must feed musicians on stage is another.
I hate to shower. More than you know. And for many reasons.
I buy expensive, delicious, amazing soap. I don’t use it as often, so it makes it worth the price.
I love blogs. I love being able to see someone’s life unfold. It is a place to share our stories, struggles, and blessings. I feel that I truly know authors of blogs I’ve been following for years. It is like reading an autobiography without time changing any details.
The Amazing Race is the only show I would consider being on, but I would hate for how physically weak I am and how I am under constant, intense stress to be on television for me (and everyone) to see.
I believe that gardening brings us closer to God and teaches us many of His lessons.

happy friday

2009-01-30T10:32:00.000-05:00

we are doing well

2009-01-29T09:46:00.003-05:00

Eric's employer, Starbucks, announced some major changes yesterday. Closing more stores, reducing vacation, eliminating personal days, no 401K match, and reducing discounts for stock purchases. Yes, all of the changes (hopefully except the closing store) will affect us, but we are not too worried.
We understand that during this difficult economic climate, tough decisions had to be made. And we would prefer that his benefits be reduced so he can keep his job.

In all of this uncertainity, it is easy to worry and lose focus. But we strongly believe that the Lord has us where He wants us. And that we will always have His protection while following His will. It doesn't mean that we will live in a bubble, unaffected by the changing world; but we have peace. There are so many exciting things we are looking forward to this year and we will not let God's blessings be overshadowed.

awakening

2009-01-21T09:14:00.007-05:00

In the midst of all of our snow, ice, and cold - the daffodils on our kitchen table are starting to bloom. They seem to be a miracle; closed one day, open the next. I can only imagine what warm weather will bring to our flower bed outside.

Like much of the country, we are braving cold temperatures and ice. Many a day it is a blessing if I can get all of my car doors open or not slip while walking. But we are thankful that we live on the coast, which makes our weather a little more mild than those half an hour from shore.

The new year brought back our schedule. I look back at those few weeks off and wonder what we did with the extra time. It didn't feel like much until we started our bible studies, music practice, teaching, youth group, and birthday parties. Now the calendar seems to be bursting at the seams. Summer is a long way off and will bring its own share of activities - softball, swim 'n studies, and spending time in our new park.

We are enjoying the winter. Warm soups and stews seem to be on the menu weekly and a fresh (cold) salad rarely makes an appearance. Our travels have been safe and we allow extra driving time so we don't rush on icy roads. Our couch is covered in blankets and seems like the perfect spot to cuddle on cold nights while we catch up on good TV and reading. The studio room got another overhaul and cleaning this weekend and is almost 100% functional; there is plenty of space to read while the cat naps.

Work has been going well. My new job has been such a blessing. They kept their word that it would only be 40 hours a week, my co-workers are friendly (no yelling), and my responsibilities are manageable and reasonable. January can be a tough month for accounting because of closing out the previous one while preparing for the next, but it has been smooth sailing and stress free.
Eric's company is falling on hard times (who isn't these days) so they instilled a promotion freeze and for a few months have cut back on hours (while not cutting benefits). This has given Eric more time to practice music, be with friends, and rest. He is still settling in at his new store and has made many friends. Hopefully business will pick up soon.

Even though it is only January, we are starting to put future events on the calendar. While nothing is confirmed, our year could include:
a visit from Eric's mom
Sara & Connor spending a long weekend with us
a late summer missions trip to Brazil
seeing Joyce Meyer again this year

The wonderful family from our church that was in the horrific accident is recuperating. Thank you to those who prayed (Mom)! We are hoping to have Nicolas back in our Wednesday night class soon; we really miss his smile. Their accident reminded us how precious life is.

We hope that you are enjoying this January and staying warm. See you soon!

Praise Song for the Day

2009-01-20T14:27:00.002-05:00

by Elizabeth Alexander

Each day we go about our business, walking past each other, catching each others’ eyes or not, about to speak or speaking. All about us is noise. All about us is noise and bramble, thorn and din, each one of our ancestors on our tongues. Someone is stitching up a hem, darning a hole in a uniform, patching a tire, repairing the things in need of repair.
Someone is trying to make music somewhere with a pair of wooden spoons on an oil drum with cello, boom box, harmonica, voice.
A woman and her son wait for the bus.
A farmer consider the changing sky; A teacher says, “Take out your pencils. Begin.”
We encounter each other in words, Words spiny or smooth, whispered or declaimed; Words to consider, reconsider.
We cross dirt roads and highways that mark the will of someone and then others who said, “I need to see what’s on the other side; I know there’s something better down the road.”
We need to find a place where we are safe; We walk into that which we cannot yet see.
Say it plain, that many have died for this day. Sing the names of the dead who brought us here, who laid the train tracks, raised the bridges, picked the cotton and the lettuce, built brick by brick the glittering edifices they would then keep clean and work inside of.
Praise song for struggle; praise song for the day. Praise song for every hand-lettered sign; The figuring it out at kitchen tables.
Some live by “Love thy neighbor as thy self.”
Others by first do no harm, or take no more than you need.
What if the mightiest word is love, love beyond marital, filial, national. Love that casts a widening pool of light. Love with no need to preempt grievance.
In today’s sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made, any sentence begun.
On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp -- praise song for walking forward in that light.

a little insight

2009-01-12T18:26:00.003-05:00

What if we treated driving like we treat the arts?

(excerpt from Danny Gregory's new book The Creative License)

We'd assume that people were either born to drive or not. We'd wait and see if, as children, they started driving on their own, if they had talent and a calling. If they did, we would be careful not to interfere with their talent and possibly suppress it. We would make sure to encourage only those who seemed they'd be able to drive professionally. We'd pay some of them millions of dollars to drive and lavish them with fame; others we would refuse to support, encouraging them to do something more useful for society. Everyone else would assume that they would never be able to drive and would just stand on the sidewalks and watch the traffic.

At least the ozone layer would be in better shape.

our Boston trip

2008-12-23T11:53:00.000-05:00

My Christmas gift to Eric was a day trip to Boston.

We rode the train into the city

. and took the Samuel Adams Brewery tour

and did the beer tasting

usually the tours have eighty people, but because the weather was so bad, we had less than fifteen

we had lunch (Doyle's) and dinner (Jacob Wirth)

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We saw the Blue Man Group

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and had a wonderful time!

Definitely a show worth seeing.

It snowed the entire day. We had never seen such large and perfect snowflakes.
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.Everything was decorated for Christmas and the snow made it all the more lovely.
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Christmas in Boston is beautiful
.

. Merry Christmas!

now we are both 26

2008-12-23T11:35:00.003-05:00

Eric made me the most beautiful carrot cake

my birthday gift (Narnia collection on CD from Focus on the Family) (in my opinion, the best option on CD)

we had dinner at Margaritas (my favorite restuarant)

the tree in downtown Mystic on the river (we could see it from the restaurant)

our little snow storm

2008-12-23T10:40:00.004-05:00

Friday delivered lots and lots of snow. It was snowing so hard and coming down so fast that I actually got out of work early (thank you Ryan) (and Jared for cleaning off my car).

One of our neighbors used his snow blower and cleaned all of our sidewalks and the end of the driveways. He had to come out a few times (the snow was coming down at about an inch an hour). We love living in a neighborhood where the people take care of each other.

this is after our freezing rain

(I used the windshield protectors that my Bob made me years ago) (they are pink kitchen shelf liner and you put them on before it snows. then you just peel them off and have a bare spot on your windshield!)

Eric taking care of business

we took full advantage of the eight inches we got and made a snowman. he originally was much taller than me, but after the freezing rain, he shrank (and tilted forward). he is still cute!

hopefully our friend Larry will hang out in our front yard for a while.

Happy Birthday

2008-12-22T09:33:00.003-05:00

Happy Birthday (handsome) brother Michael!

We called my mother last night to wish her a Happy Birthday and she said what my heart longed for: "You and Michael were my birthday presents!" I've heard that so many times growing up, but I never tire of it.

lots of love from my inbox this morning

2008-12-22T09:18:00.001-05:00

Chris,
This is your special day, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR CHRIS, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
Enjoy your day,
Love and miss you lots,
Mom (Adair)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR CHRIS!

May you have a very Special Day!!!!!

We love you so much,

Mom and Dad (Adair)

Happy Birthday Poem

2008-12-22T09:14:00.000-05:00

It's Chris' Birthday'

Hip, hip hooray!

It's Chris' Birthday

Have a great day!

It's Chris' Birthday

You know she'll be blessed

It's Chris' Birthday

I hope she gets a new dress:)

(I know..I couldn't think of any thing to rhyme with blessed!)
Anyway have a great day:)

Love,
Deb

shhhhhhhhh....

2008-12-20T06:06:00.001-05:00

today is our secret trip. by the time you read this, we will already be on the train traveling. wish us luck and safe travels through the snow.