Monday, April 20, 2009

Film at 11...

...well, actually it was on the 10 p.m. news. And Ted was asleep, already. Baggage handlers have to be at work at 4 a.m. And I fell asleep waiting for the story to come on. I have no excuse...I'm just a lame excuse for a fan club.

ANYWAY...the Hubs is FAMOUS (besides being talented, handsome and just all around hunky!!!)



Since I can't even draw a straight line, I am humbled by the whole thing....

Monday, April 13, 2009

Should I include some kind of disclaimer...?

Where do you start…and stop? I am helping my oldest son get a list together for graduation announcements. I am so proud of him, in so many ways. I could burst buttons. He is truly a man of God. When I am with him, he often points me to Jesus. And humbles me, too.



Here’s the thing: (and I’d love your comments, especially if you’ve been there)…
At what point does an announcement seem like a shameless pitch for cash or a gift? Some of the people on my list were close; very, very close to us, when Tyler was a baby. But we may have fallen out of touch for whatever reasons…distance, time, or just busy-ness. A young friend of mine who graduated, married and had a baby all in the past half dozen years told me that she sends out invitations and announcements to everyone she knows, in the hopes that they will come through with a little sumthin-sumthin. She sent out 200 high school graduation announcements and got around $3k in gifts. Some of the people she sent announcements to, she had never even met...they were friends or her grandparents. Tyler overheard her tell me this and instantly wanted to not send ANY announcements out. (There’s that Selfless Senior thing kicking in again). I really would like the folks we may not be in close touch with to share our joy in this milestone. Just for that. To share our joy. If they want to send a card or a little gift, great! But I don't want them to feel obligated. Many (most) of them have prayed us through hard times, like potty training, new siblings, appendicitis, and the like. And many (most) of them have rejoiced with us in the past about victories over potty training, sibling rivalry and the cast that finally came off after 12 weeks. And some are just relatives that we keep in touch with at holidays and graduations and the like, but don’t often correspond or talk otherwise. Tyler is concerned especially that these folks don’t think we’re begging. Now, don’t get me wrong. I have almost always come through for these people when they have sent me announcements. And we surely aren’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. But I don’t want them to feel obligated. And why is it that I always feel obligated?



So, what’s a mom to do? Where do you draw the line? Does anybody have a litmus test or even just a little mnemonic they apply when faced with situations like this?

And speaking of graduation….a friend on facebook commented that she didn’t think I was old enough to have a graduate. Let’s see…I’m 29, he’s 18... how does that work? No hablo mathpa┼łol....

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Go ahead...brag a little

Lazy me...going to direct you to this post of my beautiful wonderful senior guy....and then go HERE to see Missy and her bee-yoo-ta-mus kids.

I promise to feature *EACH* of my four kids in the near future in a post of their own....I just am still hiding under the rock, trying to be invisible from the tax man and keeping up with Easter week, while working at a church and organizing a cake auction. Did I mention I HATE decorating cakes? Ick.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Shaken (and pretty stirred up, too)

I sit here typing this at 1:22 in the morning. My husband and 2 oldest sons are out right now. They aren't having fun or playing. They are going to pick up our Jeep that was stolen from our driveway about 30 minutes ago. There's no way on the planet I'm going back to sleep right now.
No way.

While we were deep in dreamland, my 16-year old burst into our room and rather urgently said, "Uh, Dad?" Since Ted gets up at 3 a.m. for a rather ungodly 4:15 a.m. shift, I thought maybe he hadn't heard his alarm and the boys were worried that he'd be late for work. Nope. "Someone just stole the Jeep!" With no school tomorrow for 10th and 12th graders the boys had caught a late movie and had gotten home around 12:2
0 a.m. or so. They were playing video games when they heard the Jeep start up....

We tumbled out of bed, only to find that Tyler (age 18) had jumped into his truck and tried to find the Jeep. I immediately called 911 and reported it. Then started calling Tyler to COME HOME NOW! No answer. Texts. No reply. And praying, praying, praying for the safety of my son. Thank you Jesus! He came home about 5 minutes later when he realized he'd forgotten his cell phone. As he pulled up, the Sheriff was right behind him. Tyler spoke with the deputy while we tried to find the Jeep paperwork. Within about 5 minutes of the deputy's arrival, he received a call that the Jeep had been pulled over in Rio Rancho, a small town about 2 miles north of here, just north of our church. A. Maze. Ing.

God is so good. And, I know that vengence is His. I asked the deputy if the thief had been hurt "just a little." He told me that, yes, probably he had, "just a little," because there had been a foot pursuit to catch him. You will excuse me if I rejoice "just a little" about that.

I'm anxious for my guys to get back home. And I'm humming the theme to "COPS." And I don't think I'm going back to sleep for "just a little" while...I looked at the clock when Caleb woke us. It said 12:38. It's now 1:38. I'm a little bit shaky. A lot can happen in just an hour....

(p.s. Yes, we scolded Tyler "just a little" for taking off after what was sure to be a bad guy. And I got "just a little" welly while doing it. Thank you, thank you Jesus, for keeping my baby safe)