Just had my first sale of the book. I’m a very happy woman.
random
i guess i’m an author
I happened upon blurb.com when I was researching Google’s new Picasa API. I downloaded their book-making software and went to town. I had just uploaded a bunch of pictures to my picasa account of all my favorite pictures of flowers and such. I just love looking at them and I remember taking them and they all just bring back good memories. So, I created a book and added some scriptures to each page that reminded me who created all of it. I had planned on printing one and then showing my family and possibly printing more for Christmas gifts if it got good reviews. But I decided what the heck, I’d go ahead and make it public for anyone interested. I only make $3 from each and I’m thinking of donating the profits. So, here it is. The book preview only shows about half the pictures so you’ll have to buy it to see all of the pages.
The badge you create on the site is NOT working, so here is the link.
i’m home
just a quick post to say i’m home. the ride was long but we actually made good time. there were a ton of people on the road and we actually saw a wreck 2 cars in front of us. the same car that i let go in front of me so she would quit riding my bumper hit the car in front of her. just glad it wasn’t us. the kids were excellent on the car ride home. nary a peep for 4 hours while they watched movies until lunchtime. lexi started to lose it there at the end but i can handle 10 minutes of meltdown for 7 hrs and 50 minutes of pleasantness.
07-07-07
Ten years ago on 07-07-97 Scott and I got engaged. Interestingly and unplanned, we were married on 08-08-98.
We were at Myrtle Beach that week with his family. He had asked for my hand in marriage from my dad and I knew he had bought a ring I had helped pick out. In fact, my parents bought it and he paid them back $50/mo. I wasn’t sure if he had brought the ring to the beach but I thought he might have. One evening after dark, we went for a walk on the beach right near Cherry Grove’s pier. He stopped us so I was facing the water and he was facing me. I don’t remember anything he said to me. I do remember he had to get the ring out of his back pocket and dropped it. He had to find it in the sand which thankfully didn’t take long and wasn’t quite as awkward as it may seem. Anyway, he got down on his knee and proposed. I was so happy I was laughing and crying at the same time and never said yes. He said, Well, say yes! Which I did of course. On the beach, under a full moon. It was quite a romantic setting. I remember going back to the beach house we were staying at and telling his mom we were engaged. I remember her giving us a hug and then start crying. I don’t really remember much else about the week and the rest you could say is history.
you learn something new every day
I just learned from one of the girl’s cartoon programs that giraffes do not have vocal chords. I always had trouble producing the giraffe sound when coming to the giraffe in an animal book with the girls. I feel redeemed.
fireworks
We ended up staying in Hagerstown last night for the fireworks. We drove to a local ball field at about 8:30 and waited until 9:30 for them to start. Both the girls were really tired but insisted on staying awake to wait for them. I don’t think either has seen a proper fireworks display yet. They sat in our laps while my two young cousins ran around like crazy little boys the whole time. Emma at one point asked the youngest one “Why were you running back and forth so much?” There was a really good band that played while we waited and I think everyone from around 30 miles around Hagerstown had come out. People had set out tents to sell funnel cakes and glow in the dark bracelets, etc.
I think Lexi must have smoked something before watching the fireworks because she kept saying “Diego and Dora!” and “Holly Hobbie” every time certain fireworks went off. Not sure if she was hallucinating or there was something about the color or something that reminded her of the characters she had watched all day in the van. I’m not sure, we all kept looking at each other like What is she talking about?? Emma kept saying things like it’s “Huge! humongous! Enormous! It’s bee-you-ti-ful!” They both loved them and I was thankful because there’s nothing worse than trying to calm down a baby or toddler that’s scared of fireworks. So, it was a really fun time with the family.
It’s a small world after all
I just read Jaynee’s latest post this morning and then had this random conversation with L (who lives in the same neighborhood as Jaynee) on the way home.
Me: So what do you do when you’re on your own time.
L: Play on the computer, hang out with my friends.
(*lots of conversation about going to the mall and Carowinds that is unimportant*)
Me: So you have lots of friends in the neighborhood?
(*more conversation about another family we both know*)
L: Yeah, we go to the pool a lot too.
Me: Did you happen to go to the playground last night?
L: Yeah, we did actually.
Me: Really, I had a friend that was there with her son.
L: Yeah, uh, did she have a, uh, nose ring?
Me: Yeah, she did. Are you guys the one that asked about *it*?
She knew exactly what I was talking about and quickly said: I didn’t ask, my friend asked.
Me: Oh, that’s so funny, she told me what happened, what a small world.
I wanted to bust out laughing but thought I might embarass her. So I’m guessing L is the one telling the other what an STD is. But seriously, what a small world!!
Bring the Rain
There’s a song playing on Christian radio right now by MercyMe Bring the Rain. I get so pumped up by that song. Here’s the chorus:
Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there’ll be days
When this life brings me pain
But if that’s what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain
By the time the song ends, I’m like yeah, bring it on. But then you go to Especially Heather and you read of what her daughter Emma Grace and the family has been through and now to see her going through cancer herself it’s like, woah, do I really mean bring the rain? I mean, maybe I could handle some sprinkles but storms like that? I’m not sure if I’m ready to pray for that.
I have no doubts God would give me the patience, peace, wisdom and perserverance to go through what she is going through, but I’m not sure I’m ready to ask for any rain. So in saying that, praise God that He picked the right woman to let her be a modern day Job and she stands tall and proud, giving God praise the whole way through.