Single Digit Countdown x 2

Well, the countdown is now to single digits. Actually TWO countdowns are to single digits. In case you're tired of hearing about my weightloss progress, I'll just say this: I am now 9 lbs from goal. That's all I'll say about that.

The SECOND countdown is 7 days until the White Rock Marathon where I'll walk a half marathon for the first time in my life! It's also my 58th birthday. My goal is to finish. I don't care if I'm the last person in as long as I get across the finish line within the alloted time. Today when I was walking through our neighborhood and had passed a neighbors house for the 8th time, she stopped me to ask how many miles I was walking today. When I told her what was happening she said that she had run that marathon 12 years ago. She said, "It will be one of the hardest things you'll do, but it will be one of the most rewarding when you cross the finish line." Since I've never been an athlete or involved on the participation side of any formal sporting event, this is pretty exciting for me. I've always been a "great" (maybe that's not the word my kids would use) athletic supporter (lol) for all my kids, but this is a whole new adventure. I'm pretty pumped!

We had a great Thanksgiving in Prosper at Jason & Jenn's. It was alot better than the planned Luby's dinner for just the two of us. The Morse's had also invited us to come to Temple and we appreciated their invitation. We just weren't sure of all of our plans at the time. We got to visit with Larry's mom & stepdad on the farm in Mangum, OK on Wednesday before heading to Prosper/McKinney Thursday morning. Then Friday we traveled to Houston to spend the night with Mom & Dad. Dad & Larry went to a high school football playoff game and Mom & I watched a couple of Christmas chick-flicks. Enjoyed the laid back time! Saturday we went to Lake Conroe to Pam & Dickey's house. It is alway fun to visit with them. Dickey is like a brother to Larry and he really enjoys spending time with him. I kinda like spending time with Pam, too. Ha. On Sunday we attended the wedding reception for my cousin in Houston. Alot to do in 3 days, but it was good to visit with family.

Now I am up to my eyeballs in Holiday Spirit! We had 3 parties this week and we're in the middle of building a float for the Christmas parade. Make that 2 floats...lighted floats. I'll post some pictures when we're all done.

But, since one of the parties was at my house we had all the decorations up and the gifts are wrapped and under the tree. Yea! Now I can sit back and just wait for the kids to get here! Can't wait!

Been Awhile

It's been awhile since I've taken time to post. My posts aren't as exciting and interesting to read as Jenn, Shannon and LaShay's. Anyway, just some random thoughts....

I've reached another milestone in my weight loss and am now 19 lbs from goal of 100 lbs. It is funny how hard it is to NOT look at yourself as fat. When I look in the mirror it is still seeing a fat person. Perhaps that is why eating disorders are so prevalent in our society. Are we ever thin enough? But, when I look at pictures I see the difference. In fact today for the first time in a long time I looked at my driver's license. Oh, my word...or, as Julia says, "Oh, my squash...) I can hardly wait to go get my license renewed and get a new photo!

Some of the new things about weight loss: (1) my wedding rings don't fit anymore so I'm wearing "fakes" until my loss is stabilized and I get my rings resized; (2) I have said it before, but one of the things I love about this is working out and walking. I can even touch my toes! Heck, for 30 years I haven't SEEN my toes!; (3) one of the biggest surprises was the change in my shoe size. I've dropped 1.5 sizes back to my 7.5 of "yesteryear". Bad part is not having any shoes! Best part is getting to buy some! My favorite thing was always shoes. I would buy shoes and THEN buy the outfit to match them; (4) Hair loss. Thank the Lord that I'm blessed with very thick hair! The doctor said that with rapid weight loss you also experience hair loss. So, at least the first time I ran my fingers through my hair and came up with a handful of hair...I wasn't shocked. It is leveling off now, but it could be really intimidating to someone with less hair than I have; and (5) the most frustrating part is changing clothes sizes almost weekly. It's kinda like when you have a baby and you think it's going to be awhile before they can wear a 24-months so you keep it in the closet only to discover they PASSED up that size. Oh, well, I'm not complaining really. But I guess I'll be glad when that stabilizes and I can buy REAL clothes that I know fit. I've enjoyed the consignment shops and Goodwill during this transitional phase though. That has been a blessing.

So, now we come to the holidys. I'll still cook the turkey and dressing (ham for Steve & Brad) and we'll have all the goodies like always with a few healthier renditions thrown in. And, I can take my grandchildren on walks with me again. I learn all kinds of things of those walks! I look forward to having the kids all "home" together for a couple of days. That's always a special time for me.

Finally...don't forget to vote! This is a crucial time in the life of our country. We need to pray about who our leader will be...and for what our country will be with that leader. Do your part. VOTE!

Jewels of My Crown

It is 2a.m. and I don't have a lot of time to post, but have some pics from my week with my two oldest granddaughers. I'm not sure how they feel, but I have loved it this week. Is it work? You betcha. Afterall, I'm not 30 years old anymore. BUT it was worth every minute of it. I had fun playing dress up, fixing hair again, showing them off, baking cookies, shopping, doing nails, sitting in the back yard on the patio watching them swing, run, slide...just listening to them. Then, taking them for walks and listening to their "big girl" conversations like, "who's the boss at your house?" And, finally, listening to their conversations when they wake up in the mornings or from naps. This morning was so precious: they began to sing some of their little songs like "A,B,C's" together. Then Julia asked Mallory to sing, "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus (there's just something about that name." This is the conversation:

Julia: Mallory, sing "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus."

Mallory: You sing it with me, ok?

Julia: But I don't know it.

Mallory: I will teach you. (she begins to sing:) "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus."
Now, you sing it.

She continued to teach it phrase by phrase. It was just something to hear!

Here are some photos.

Wall Treatments

My daughter-in-law, Jenn, sometimes blogs about her decorating mistreatments, so I decided to post some photos of my new "thing." I discovered "Uppercase Living" which is basically vinyl letters/deco applied directly to your walls. It is easily removed without doing any damage. I would say it is easily applied as well, but I don't want to mislead you. It isn't difficult and I love the finished product, but the level of difficulty rests in the where you place it, the size of it, and the wall texture. Here was our first attempt. I say "our" because Larry had to help me. We had to stand on the bed and then have this above our heads. Not as easy as we thought:




But, once it was done and I loved the finished product, I boldly proceeded with the dining room:








So, I then did the following treatment in our family room. It gets easier the more you do it:


I have a couple of other projects including making step stools for my grandchildren. You can do these on just about any surface including glass, mirrors, windows and canvas. When you go to their website, you can even design your own by selecting font styles, colors, backgrounds and even customize your own scriptures or sayings. I'm lovin' it.

Med Free...Almost!

This was a monumental day. It was my "annual" doctor appointment. Enough said.

However...the really good part is that I was taken off my blood pressure meds and my thyroid med dosages were reduced. The results from my lab work show that my diabetes is "gone." Everything is normal. My cholestrol is going down and almost into "normal" range. So, now I am only taking my synthroid which I will always take since I have only half of a thyroid, and my premarin (which is really for my husband's benefit.Ha!)

And, I have now lost 70 lbs. For the first time in oh so many years I am under 200 lbs. According to my doctor's goal I have 30 more to lose, but for my goal it is more. But, the major thing really is how good I feel and the things I can do that I couldn't do...like walk upstairs to the choir loft at church and still be able to breathe and talk! It's the small things!'

Thanks to all of you for your prayers, support and encouragement.

Catch Up

Just playing some catch up! We left on September 5th for a much anticipated and needed vacation. Nothing fancy, but our favorite "short drive" vacation spot is Galveston, Texas. There is plenty to do or just relax on the beach. (Please no mental pics here!).

First we made a stop at my sister & brother-in-law's home on Lake Conroe. Stayed there until Monday and had a great time. Larry & Dickey went fishing two days and caught a total of 75 fish. Pam & I shopped. Got to visit Mom & Dad's Sunday School class on Sunday and see them a little while before heading to Galveston on Monday.

Yes, I'm from the coast. Yes, I've been through hurricanes...namely Carla in 1961. Yes, I knew it was the middle of hurricane season. Yes, I was dumb enough to plan it anyway.

We got to Galveston on Monday afternoon and planned our week. We were staying at the Hilton Resort on the seawall. Beautiful. Monday, Tuesday & Wednesday were great. We visited our favorite restaurants (less expensive now since I only eat off Larry's plate!), some of our favorite shopping places and entertainment venues and walked along the seawall. We even stopped in to watch The Weather Channels live cast from the seawall. THEN Wednesday they said Galveston was going to take a direct hit, so we began to examine our options. We went to Murdoch's Souvenir shop built out over the water so that I could purchase some hermit crabs to bring back to the kids at The Club. I was probably one of the last people in there because within 48 hours of our purchase, Ike destroyed the landmark. It and all the hermit crabs now lie under the water or in splinters on the seawall. You've probably seen the pictures.

So, we planned to evacuate the island Thursday morning. We made alternate vacation plans. We awoke earlier than planned Thursday and proceeded to pack and head out of town. Fortunate for us because we were about 1 hour ahead of everyone else. We made it out and into Conroe ahead of the traffic. The detour to Conroe was so that we could pick up our portion of the aforementioned fish!

We did hit traffic on I-10 going to San Antonio, but still were a little ahead of the worst of it. We enjoyed a night at the Hilton on the Riverwalk, dinner on the river and then on Friday and Saturday spent time with LaShay & Steve and Ted & Sherry, Steve's parents. Then headed home on Sunday with a stop in Temple to see Brad, Shannon, Mallory & Morgan. So...even though plans changed, we had a wonderful time. We were blessed to get out of Galveston ahead of the storm.



Through all of this, we have felt prayers for our family. At this writing my parents are still without power. My sisters & brothers and families now have power and are just trying to get back to normal. WAIT! I'm not sure that is even possible with my brothers and sisters, but you get my drift!

Sometimes things don't go as we plan, but God is good and He is faithful. We were thankful for the relaxation time and then the unexpected time with family.

God is still the Master of the Storm. Whether it is the physical storm like Ike or financial or emotional, He is still in control. He still CAN calm the storm. He may let us ride through it and it may get a little rough, but the point is, He takes us THROUGH it, NOT to it. Praise Him!

Check 'em out...

It takes me a long time to blog and then this week I've gone crazy. So...don't just read the most recent because I've written one for all 3 of my kiddos and my precious hubby! I wrote about my most awesome 2 daughters-in-law and son-in-law not long ago so decided I should include my kids and spouse also. Have a great one!

Our baby boy...Brad

For those of you who know Brad, you know he is rather unique. Honestly, from conception, he has been unique! If you don't know the story: I was 7 months pregnant before anyone knew...including Larry! LaShay was only 2 months old when I realized I was pregnant. Then, after I finally accepted it, I felt so guilty for being upset that I prayed that God would bless us with a healthy son. He did just that!

1. Brad started life at 10 lbs. 10 oz. He was the baby in the nursery that had everyone going, "Man! Look at that big baby!" But, he was also the sweetest baby. He was content to lie in his crib or play on the floor all by himself. Later, as a toddler, he would amuse himself with little cars for hours. In fact, the doctor told us he was too docile and we needed to stimulate him. For those of you who know him now, you're saying..."WHAT?"

2. Brad is a man of self-discipline. He taught his dad & I many lessons of which he is probably unaware. As a teenager he was the one who always had his quiet time and spent time with the Lord. I felt guilty that I didn't always take the time to do that. He was, and is, disciplined in his fitness routines. I could never understand how someone could actually LIKE to run!

3. Brad is a romantic. Get him to tell you about his Valentine surprise for Shannon when they were first dating. Rooftop, candlelight dinner. And, his proposal in DFW airport. Probably one of the last to be able to do that because it was in July of 2001...just before 9/11 which then secured the terminals from such affairs.

4. Brad is a competitor. Don't ask him to play anything for fun. It is serious. But if you're playing a board game...watch him. He cheats ruthlessly!

5. Brad loves his family. He is a great son, but he is a godly husband and father and loves his wife and daughters beyond measure. It is awesome to watch him interact with the girls.

6. Brad is a man of integrity. He had a good role model in his dad. He and Jason were blessed to have a Dad who loved them, spent time with them and taught them that they had a name to live up to from those who have gone before them. The Bankhead's have a rich heritage as godly men and men whose word means/meant something.

7. Brad is a nut. He makes everyone laugh. He loves to pull jokes on people. When Shannon was going to meet Jason for the first time Brad told her that he was a "little slow...a little special" so she needed to talk slowly to him so that he could understand her. So...she did! He surrounds himself with people who love to have fun...and some sarcasm along the way.

8. Brad is a loyal friend, coach, teacher...Through his teaching/coaching, he has impacted many lives. What you see is what you get. There is no pretense. He is open with his faith and with his commitment to the Lord and godly principles.

9. Brad is an awesome brother. When they were little kids they had assigned chores. IF they didn't get done, they got no allowance. If they did...they got one. They did have a choice though. They could pay each other to do the chores. (I didn't care as long as I didn't have to do them!) I found out about the time they all got married that often times he did all the chores. probably because they didn't do them to suit him. He also pretty anal about that kind of stuff.

10. Brad is a man of God. He loves the Lord and has a passion to know Him better. It shows in his life.

Brad may be a college coach, a loving husband and dedicated father...but he will always be our baby. We love you, son!

The Middle Child...LaShay

LaShay made her grand appearance on August 12th in Austin, TX. Of course, back then we didn't know ahead of time what we were having. Jason was big brother so having a sister was great. We tease her so much that she thinks she was a really awful baby, but that really isn't true. As long as we were at home and she was with her mom & dad, she was fine. She just didn't like strangers or strange places. She started out in the church nursery at 5 days old. No problem until she was about 4 months old...then she didn't like to be left. In fact during her college years she went back to Hyde Park Baptist Church and met the couple who kept her in the nursery. Even though she cried just about the whole time, they were so good with her. He carried her around or rocked her the entire time. But, God was preparing her...

1. She was using those lungs for that beautiful singing voice that so blesses us today. We all have favorite stories about her singing career...from a patch over her eye to playing Annie Oakley's little sister in the community theater to singing for President's Chapel at HPU to crying so hard the entire church helped her finish "Thank You" for Bro. Champ's retirement celebration and, finally, to singing to Steve at their wedding. And, now God is allowing her to continue through her church music ministry.

2. She is loyal. She was always a true friend and would befriend the friendless. I have a woman in my Sunday School class today who testifies of that. She is still that way today.

3. She is a loving wife. It has been amazing to see her take to being a wife. She always had an independent spirit -- strong willed -- but we've watched as she has become a committed wife to Steve. He is good for her and good to her. When she was in college and wanted so desperately to drop out she would tell us, "But all I really want to be is a godly wife & mother."

4. She has a beautiful smile and loves to laugh. Her smile is contagious and is everpresent. When she laughs she laughs down to her toes!

5. She has the most "expressionable" face. There is never a doubt of her feelings. It is written on her face...sad, happy, bored, whatever...And, watch those eyebrows because they really tell the story.

6. She is and always has been her brother's greatest supporters. She has traveled near and far to watch ballgames or be a part of their celebrations. It is harder now than when they were all single, but she let it be known if she felt "second place" to their sporting events. She was always there to cheer them on...even managed the high school soccer team for them.

7. She is a loving and considerate daughter. Every morning at 7:30 my phone rings. Not really a lot to talk about most days, but it is wonderful to hear that voice over the miles. We don't talk for long, but it makes my day to hear, "I love you Mom, talk to you later."

8. She's her daddy's girl, but I can live with that (see #7). In fact, I love it that she loves her dad and saw the character in him that she wanted in a husband. That is as it should be.

9. She's God's child. Growing up in the youth group, going off to college, setting out on her life journey and then marrying and moving away...it is much easier knowing who has control of her life. Our children are entrusted to us, but they are God's blessing. LaShay is just that...God's blessing to us, her family and friends.

10. She's going to be a wonderful, loving mother someday as God blesses her with a child. She's always been wonderful with little children just as she is with her nieces and nephews now. She'll discover how those little fingers wrap around your heartstrings...and then how fast they grow up. But that's what it is all about.

LaShay...her name is from "Larry" and "Sharon" and, even though, she has had to endure some strange looks, etc., she knows her name represents lots of love from her parents. She'll always be our "baby girl." We love you.

Jason...the first born

I figured while I'm on a roll, I might as well write some of my favorite thoughts about each of my children. Bear with me...

Jason was our first born. When we found out we were pregnant we went to tell my in-laws. They were absolutely blown away. This was the first child in 18 years in the family and the first grandchild. So, with that said:

1. He decided to make a difficult appearance into the world. I was excited when I went into labor on April 16th because it was my Dad's birthday. We arrived at the hospital, they determined I was a "keeper" and then 52 hours later Jason finally was born. April 18th was a blessed day!

2. God blessed us with a really good baby...very sweet and content. He loved to play ball from the time he could wrap his hands around one. He would tell his Dad, "you be Uncle Mike (my brother who, at the time, was playing college basketball) and I'll be Dallas Cowboys!"

3. As a toddler at the age of 16 months, he became a big brother to a sister and then 11 months later to a baby brother. So, imagine being just over 2 years old with 2 younger siblings. In retrospect, I guess he grew up fast. Once we were shopping and he was accustomed to hearing people say things like, "They're so cute...are they all yours?" In the checkout line a lady smiled and commented, "They are so sweet..." Jason looked at her, smiled and replied, "...and we're all free hers!"

4. In November of 1979 we were still living in Austin. Jason's Peepaw was diagnosed with cancer. He passed away in 1980. We traveled to Burk a couple of weeks prior to his passing and stayed through the funeral, etc. When Peepaw went to be with the Lord, we explained as best we could. He seemed to accept it as best a 4 year old could, but the day of the funeral he absolutely pitched a fit when we took him to the sitter's home. That was completely out of character for him. Larry came back out to the car with Jason in his arms and said, "I'm taking him to the funeral home." We had not taken then kids up to that point. When we arrived at the funeral home, Larry carried Jason over to his Peepaw. Jason leaned down, patted his Peepaw's hand and said, "Bye bye, Peepaw." Larry took him back to the sitter's where he happily got out of the car and went inside. We determined that he just needed to say his goodbyes. Though he was young and doesn't remember alot, he spent many happy times with his grandparents.

5. We moved back to Burk the end of 1980 and Jason completed Kindergarten. In the spring of 1982, Jason was playing soccer with LaShay & Brad in the front yard of his great-grandmother's house. The ball rolled into the street and he went to get it. He was hit by a car with the car landing atop his ankle. Neighbors ran out and lifted the car off of him. He spent the next 3 weeks in the hospital with two different surgeries to his ankle which was filled with dirt and in danger of infection plus injuries to the growth plate. BUT, praise the Lord, God healed him and allowed him to be able to walk again. I believe that God was already at work preparing him for His purpose.

6. He gave us a lot of pleasure over the next 13 years as we watched soccer game after soccer game, basketball at the Boys & Girls Club and baseball. Everything he attempted, he did it with lots of energy.

7. He was active in the church youth group and took part in the summer youth mission trips. He "walked the walk." Then, the summer before his senior year he went on wheat harvest with his aunt and uncle. While in the middle of the wheat field, God called him into the ministry. This began quite a journey.

8. As soon as he answered God's call, the stage was set. He went to Howard Payne University then on to Seminary...where he worked as a houseparent at a children's home and had several interesting experiences!

9. Then God called him to Prosper, Texas as minister to youth at FBC. This began another leg in his great journey!

10. From the time he was born we had prayed for his spouse...and God sent Jenn. Oh, my, what a blessing.

11. We've watched our baby boy grown into manhood. Become a godly husband and father and minister. He loves his Lord, he loves his wife and his children and he loves his ministry. He has a servants heart, a great sense of humor (though often sarcastic like his Dad) and a sweet spirit.

Son, you have made us proud and we couldn't have asked for a better son! We love you!

My Bank

I had already mentioned to LaShay that I was going to do this and then she tagged me. It is difficult to narrow things I love about my husband to 10 things, but I'll try. Let me first say that I've been married for 35 years to my best friend, my soul mate and God's chosen one for me. His name is Larry Bankhead, but to me he is simply, "Bank."

1. Scripture compells us to be "Christ-like" in our lives and actions. I have never known a person to be more Christ-like than Bank. He is loving, compassionate, full of grace and mercy and forgiving. I have been the recepient of that forgiveness many times and what is amazing is that he throws my transgressions as far as the East is from the West...just as Christ does.

2. He is a peacemaker. Not many times in our years together have I really seen him angry. He is the peacemaker in his extended family and is the glue that holds it together in spite of hurts that have occured. His life revolves around family and the only time he MIGHT be confrontational is if you hurt his kids or me...and now his grandchildren.

3. He is a Godly father. As we raised our children, he always made time for them. When they were young he worked very long hours so that I could be a stay-at-home mom. Those were some very lean years, but years that God worked to weave us together as a family. He was always the steel thread in that tapestry. He disciplined with love, but with firm conviction. In fact, one time, LaShay said something to the effect: "Mom talks all the time, but when Dad says something to us...we know we better listen."

4. He is a trusted and valued employee. In the 35+ years of our marriage, he has missed less than 10 sick days. He is always willing to go the extra mile for his co-workers and customers. They know he is a man of integrity.

5. He is a helpful husband. When we first married it bothered me that he would try to do the dishes or the laundry or vacuum -- society said that was a wife's responsibility. He never argued with me, but he would silently go about doing things to help around the house. Heck...now, I just sit and watch tv and let him do it all! lol

6. He is my best friend. We are a little strange in some people's eyes. We have never in 35 years taken separate vacations. We have both had to travel for business many times, but we prefer each other's company. I have grown accustomed to his work schedule, but I look forward to him being home each week. But, we both love it when we travel together. It is our alone time away from the internet and cell phones. We dream together and plan our future. There IS life after kids! Why would I want to travel anywhere without him?

7. He is my encourager. Wow! I can't think of times that he hasn't encouraged me in whatever I've done. In fact, he's been my support system, my #1 employee...too many things to mention. He has marked off booth space at events, put up signs, corralled kids, hauled ice chests...oh, my I could never have done event-planning without him. And, when I've wanted to quit...he's kept me going in whatever task I've taken on!

8. He is wise. He listens to God. He doesn't make quick decisions (now...that can be annoying, but I'm trying to say only nice things!) But, the decisions he makes are ones that have been prayed over (& sometimes, over & over & over) and are God revealed. He makes me slow down and see the value in NOT hurrying through or into everything.

9. He is fun. He is blessed with a quick wit and the love of laughter. When he can play a joke on someone he is excited! He gets that from his Dad...and has passed it on to his children.

10. And, now, this is when the kids will go, "Ugh...." He is the love of my life. I can't imagine waking up without him at my side. One of the things he/we do that is very special to me is that he always takes my hand during a prayer...no matter where we are. That is awesome. I feel almost as if he is leading me to the throne of God. I love it that he is demonstrative. He hugs me. He kisses me. He never saw me as fat. He saw me as the love of his life and that is WHY we've been married 35 years.

Oh, there's so much more, but I'll leave it at that. I have been blessed over and abundantly to be his wife. Bank...I love you "more today than yesterday, but less than tomorrow."

The Results Are In...

Well, I've had my 3-month post surgery check up and the results (drum roll sfx)...
58.5 lbs. lost and 33.75". The doctor has released me with no restrictions. He did say he wants me to eat more dense food (I had become addicted to soups because it was "moist & mushy" and easy) so I'm off to tackle steak & chicken! The other good news is that he says he sees no reason for me to continue with the blood pressure meds anymore, but does want me to confirm with my primary physician. That will mean I am off of everything except my synthroid. I will always have to take that as I have only half a thyroid. However, it could be possible that dosage will be decreased. So...I'm off all diabetes meds, cholesterol meds and, now, hopefully, blood pressure meds. Yea!

I am almost to my first goal...to get below 200 lbs. Only 6 more lbs. to go. And "only" 46 lbs. to goal. Have I already said how great I feel? That is the best part.

Gotta go drink my protein!

Tagged!

My very first tag...I've made it in the Blog world! But, to tell the 6 quirkiest things about me. Let's see if I can narrow them down:

1. I have to sleep with a fan next to me every night even in the coldest winter. At least I have progressed to where it doesn't have to blow right in my face. I travel with my fan everywhere. I even gave up traveling with my pillow to make room for the fan!

2. I hate for doors to be left open on cabinets, closets, etc. My sweet husband tends to be the opposite so I get to shut a lot of them!

3. I join with Jenn about my desk at work. I want it cleared when I leave for the day. And, in my new environment, it doesn't always happen! Drives me insane.

4. I'm pretty overbearing (I hear the amens!) about family. I'm trying not to be, but I do miss getting to see my grandbabies more often! Sorry! I'm working on it.

5. Since surgery, I'm a fanatic about getting to work out. If I miss a day, it really bothers me. Never would have thought it! I arrange my schedule by my work out time.

6. I organize my closet by colors and items. I hate for it to be all jumbled together. I've tried to do Larry's that way, but doesn't work for long!

My tag opportunities are limited since Jenn took the only ones I know! Ha! So, I'll give it some thought. My blog isn't that popular!

3 Month Comparisons

I'm not very good at this, but my kids have requested pics of "before" and "after" my surgery. They do a great job of monthly comparisons, but I tend to be more technically challenged. So, bear with me, guys!

Monday is my official 3 month check up, but as an update, I'll tell you I've lost right at 60 lbs. and 33.75 inches. The best part is how great I feel.

Now, let's see what happens with the pics! First the "before"....
and then the "after". Hope you can see the which is which!


Before Photo 1


Before Photo 2


Before Photo 3


After Photo 1


After Photo 2


After Photo 3

Quotable Quotes of the BBGC

One of my college summer staff members made a "Quote Notebook" during her tenure at the Boys & Girls Club this summer. She shared it with me yesterday and I thought some of it was worth sharing...

20. Makayla (5 year old): "My favorite vegetables are corn, carrots, peas, tobacco..."
Staff: "Tobacco?"
Makayla: "Yeah, you know the green leafy stuff?"
Staff: "That's not called tobacco...it's spinach!"

19. "I'M NOT ARGUING WITH YOU!" (Tyler, screaming at the top of his lungs)

18. "I think I'm going to bring a cross and some holy water tomorrow." (12 yr old Josh)

17. "Run like you're chasing a hamburger." (staff member, Brady)

16. Staff: "Israel, the reason Josh got you off the chairs was because you're not supposed to be up there. It is against The Club rules."
Israel: "No, it's not against the law! Against the law is like...don't pick the bluebonnets!"

15. "Man, I was killing a pider for goodness sakes!" (5 yr. old Kyle)

14. "That's what I was saying before you unspeakably ruded me." (staff member,Christy...and possibly relative of George W?)

13. "I'm French and Spanish. I have two dads: my real dad is French and my step-dad is Spanish." (9 yr. old Brittney)

12. Librarian: "When was Burkburnett founded? We celebrated our Centennial last year, so when was it founded?"

Makayla (6yrs old): "Six years ago?"

11. "Lia's really tan! She can't get much darker. She'll be darker than a cookie!"
(9 yr. old Jason)

10. "That boy, Hayden...pulled my shirt all the way down and he saw my bad things!"
(5 year old Kasey)

9. Charlotte (7 yrs. old): "Miss Jessica! Miss Jessica!"
Leah: "My name isn't Jessica. It is Leah"
Charlotte: "Oh...I'm going to call you Jessica anyway. Miss Jessica!"

8. "My Mom got staples in her stomach because she had her independence removed."
(8yr old Harleigh)

7. Amari (8 yr. old African American child): "I'm a black kitty"
Colton (8r. old white child): "And, I'm a white kitty."

6. Taryn (9 yrs. old) speaking to staff: "Let's pray. You go first. Bow your head and put your hands together like this. Go."

(Staff member prays)

Taryn: "Okay, my turn. Dear God, thank you that I can be at the Boys & Girls Club and thank you that Mommy doesn't have to work tomorrow. Amen!"

(NOTE: she doesn't come when her mom doesn't work...so not sure of the message content!)

5. Taryn: "Ask me how I got so cute!"
Staff: "How did you get so cute?"
Taryn: "Cause I've got a fiiiiiiiiine daddy!"

4. "Oh, I didn't know plums were real. I thought they were on tv and you stuck your thumb in them." (5 yr. old Kasey)

3. Staff: "Courney, go to the wall. I told you not to swing on those branches!"
Courtney (5 yrs. old): "Oh, I thought you weren't seeing me."

2. Collin: "Look, a wood spider! It's a spider that eats wood."
Staff: "Termites eat wood..."
Collin: "Oh, I thought termites were spiders."

and the # 1 quote:

1. Israel (6 yrs. old): "We have to cover that hole cause you know what's down there?"

Staff: "...more dirt?"

Israel: "No, the devil! We have to cover it so he can't get out!"

And, actually there is tie for the very best, but this one is especially great for us Texans:

Wednesday I had a brawl at The Club involving 6 nine & 10 year old boys. I called them into my office to determine what had happened. One of the boys (Dylan) was sobbing and claiming that "Michael is a racist." I looked at Dylan and said: "Racist? You guys are both white...what are you talking about."

Dylan: "He's making fun of my country!"

Me: "What do you mean?"

Dylan: "He said that Oklahoma stinks!"

So, they all began to fight over Oklahoma...you know that country just North of us!!!!!

The Russians are Coming...The Russians are Coming!

Having grown up in the 50's & 60's during the "cold war" with Russia and hearing that all of my childhood, yesterday brought back some memories.

I have a young lady on my staff who came to work extremely upset. She came in and told my secretary, "Have you heard...the Russians have attacked some children in Georgia. My boyfriend actually stayed home to watch CNN to find out more about it!" My secretary didn't really comment, but later in the morning my staffer came back and asked, "Did you know there is a COUNTRY named Georgia? It's NOT the Georgia, USA!?"

Oh, my goodness, that's a case for Leno! No offense, BISD, but she is a graduate of Burkburnett High and I just wonder if she slept through Geography.

But, as I said in the opening statement, it reminded me of my elementary school days in Houston when in our lockers we had to store: water (that was before bottled water!), a blanket, a flashlight with extra batteries, a can opener & a can of soup. We had Civil Defense drills regularly and I remember going out into the hallway, sitting on the floor with our blanket over our heads. Then, when the Bay of Pig Invasion (check your history books) started, all eyes were on President Kennedy because Houston was rumored to be a direct target. Civil Defense drills became a twice a week routine.

In recent history our family has been able to tour one of the old missile silos in West Texas near our original Riggan family home in Mulberry Canyon near Abilene. Some family friends purchased the silo from the US Govt. many years ago. It is one of several in the area, but most have been utilized as town dump sites. However, this one was turned into an underground hunting lodge. Obviously, the missile is no longer there nor the technology. But, you can still go into the living quarters, the control room and see where all the equipment WAS and even go into the silo where the missile was stored. During the 60's the silo was manned 24 hours a day by airmen from Dyess AFB. There is still the landing strip where they would fly in the shift replacements. Area farmers will tell stories of being plowing in the field and looking up to see a missile poke its nose from the silo as they ran routine tests. That, in itself, would scare me to death. Anyway, it is an interesting piece of history right in our own backyard.

But, thank our Heavenly Father, that the Russians are NOT in our own backyard...in Georgia or anywhere else. And, while you're at it, remember to pray for our courageous men and women who are fighting to see that we continue to enjoy some of the privileges we take for granted. We live in a military community so we are affected everyday by the War...Brad & Shannon, LaShay & Steve also live in areas where many lives are involved in the military. Please keep them in your prayers so that we never have to say, "The Russians are Coming...The Russians are Coming!"

Bits and Pieces

It's been a while since I've posted, but I've certainly enjoyed catching up on some of my favorite blogs!

Things are still going very well with my "surgery." I'm still not hungry but have to make myself eat. And, I've not had a soft drink since May 12th! Can't believe it! I absolutely love going to the gym and go everyday unless we are traveling. This weekend we went to family reunion and lo and belold! There was a gym at the rec center where we went. But, unfortunately I hadn't taken my shoes and flip flops don't work on treadmills too well! I learned a lesson...always go prepared. Next week I will be at a conference in Dallas followed by Women of Faith...so I'll be taking the shoes and finding the fitness room.

Speaking of family reunion...this was our third of the year and actually turned out to be my favorite this year. The only exception would be that we got to spend the Harris Reunion in May with all of our children. None got to attend this one (the Riggan Reunion), but my sisters and families did which included my 11 month old twin nephew and niece. That was a lot of fun in itself. Saturday we all gather for breakfast at a cousin's house and then the reunion begins that evening. My sister, Pam, and I took off the afternoon and went to see "Mama Mia." I had already seen it twice (one with our women's ministry and second time with Larry), but I so wanted to see it with her. It was such fun. I absolutely love musicals. I saw "Hairspray" 5 times! (Hint: the DVD is out...birthday/Christmas!) Anyway, we had a great afternoon.

Then it was capped off by fellowship with cousins and other family. By the way, it was held at the park in Abilene where we first met Steve, our son-in-law. Precious memories! lol

On Sunday, the "floor" was opened for anyone to talk about past reunions, special memories, etc. The funny thing was that people who normally sit and never say a word were the first to speak. It was fun to hear the stories. It was our first reunion without our precious Uncle Roger and our sweet little cousin, Will, so that part was difficult. However, hearing the special stories made it a great time.

All the cousins played basketball in the gym so we had a lot of sore old men! But, what are reunions for anyway?

We were reminded once again of how fragile life is and how special family is. It was a wonderful weekend. And...I got through it without eating sweets like I used to! Amazing!

Tough Decisions

Today I faced one of those tough decisions that you wish wasn't necessary. I had to tell a parent that their 2 children would have to be removed from The Club. It was not an easy decision. In fact I had a very hard time with it. I came home and visited with Larry. His first words were, "Well, you can't save 'em all." Even though I knew he was right, it just made me feel defeated. These are a 5 and 8 year old brother and sister. I won't bore you with details except to say it has been an ongoing problem with discipline and everything has been tried, but the parents just don't get it.

So, tough decisions are not my favorite way to spend the day. I'm thankful for my children who learned early to respect authority and that rules were there to protect them. They also learned to respect their friends, teammates, etc. That is lacking in so many children today. Believe me...I know!

On another note...I was thankful that I had the gym to go to today because I was able to work out some of the stress! I absolutely love going to the gym everyday. (who is this woman writing this blog.....) Larry starts tomorrow so I look forward to being able to go together. We do get to walk each evening.

Things are still going really well with my "new life." The foods I thought I would crave, I don't. I mean like watermelon, fried chicken, hot rolls with butter...it is all okay! Now, I crave my sugar free popsicles! (The tropical flavors are the best!) And, saltine crackers. What the heck is that about? But, the best part is just feeling so great.

That is one tough decision I'm glad I made. Wish I had done it years ago!

Monumental Achievements...or It's the Little Things!

It has been 6 weeks since my surgery. While I was not supposed to weigh until August, I had another appointment with my primary care physician so...just "had to weigh." I was happy with the results because it at least let me know it was working! And, it gave me the incentive to "keep on keepin' on." Like I have a choice.

I can eat just about anything now that I want to try, but just not much of it. So far I 've done really well and not gotten sick. Thank you, Lord. Larry says I'm a cheap date because I just eat a few bites from his plate! So, actually, it helps both of us. The hardest thing is getting the water in everyday. I'm supposed to drink a minimum of 64 oz and I can't drink with a meal. On "lazy" days that works, but when I'm busy it takes a lot of work to get it in!

BUT, the exciting part is how I feel! I feel better than I've felt in years and have a lot more energy. Well...today might be an exception! I started working out yesterday with a personal trainer. I felt like I was in an episode of "Biggest Loser." I mean, in a small town gym where everyone knows you, it is kinda embarassing to have the trainer standing over you yelling, "Come on, just one more. You can do it. Push with those legs!" Oh, my gosh. I could barely walk out of the gym! My legs felt like spaghetti. Then I still had to do my walking. About half way through the walk my legs began to feel normal. Then a hot bath and fall into bed not thinking about the morning...until the alarm went off and I tried to pick my legs up! How do people do this? I managed to pull my self out of bed and stumble to the kitchen for my protein drink. Finally I began to feel somewhat normal but still could barely pick up my legs.

Then...I went back. Am I crazy? Actually, it felt better while I was working out. But when I now try to lift my legs it is worse than natural child birth! My surgery didn't hurt this bad. However, I'm sticking to it. In fact, I know I will feel so much better. Other than the soreness, I really do enjoy it. Larry will begin working out with me next week. That will help. He does walk with me every night. So, this is all good for him as well. But my worry is for this evening when I go to get a pedicure and can't lift my leg!

Now, for my goals. I've shared this with some of you, but here it goes on the www (Yes, I know what it is) I AM GOING TO RIDE IN THE HOTTER-N-HELL BIKE RIDE IN 2009. That is my biggest goal. I'll ride one of the lesser rides than the 100 mile, but I just want to train for it and say I did it! I'm trying to talk Larry into it as well! So, the next purchase is a bike. At least now I won't have to have a tractor seat!

And, finally, I will tell you of my major accomplishments thus far: Sunday in church I was sitting in the choir and realized that I have a lap. I mean, I can actually lay my Bible in my lap and it doesn't slide off! And, then I thought, "I wonder..." Sure enough...I could cross my legs! Oh, my gosh, I haven't done that in 25 years! I sat there, crossed legs and all, kicked my foot and grinned. But after church when I asked Larry if he saw me, he said, "no, what did you do?" Men! The second one was that I sat on the living room floor and was able to get up unassisted by man or bench or anything.

So, see, sometimes it is just the little things in life! Until next time...

Off The Blog Trail

Due to circumstances within my control...I'm off the Blog trail for a while. I'll continue to look forward to reading others. Have a blessed summer!

The Ultimate Journey

Many years ago when I was about to graduate high school my friend told me, "You really need to put some meat on those bones." At the time I weighed in at 108lbs. Well, I guess I took him seriously enough because over the next 35 years I was "beside myself." I wish I could blame it on 3 pregnancies and 3 big babies 3 years in a row...but to be honest, other people have done that and kept their "girlish figures." Instead, I just continued to gain. So...now fast forward to 2008. After a couple of years of research and praying...and having acquired new insurance, we (because it was a joint decision with Larry) decided that I would have gastric bypass surgery. I wasn't sure of the reaction of my family first and foremost, but found them to be very supportive. I wasn't at all afraid of the initial surgery because I have a history of doing really well going under the knife.

I enlisted my prayer partners and began the journey. Ten days before my surgery I had to go on a liquid diet. No solids at all. The miracle was that I did it and that I honestly was not hungry and had no problem with it. Two days after I started we had to attend a banquet, but that went well. In fact, the very worst moment was when Larry & I decided to go to a movie and I sat surrounded by popcorn! Now, you say, "If you could do that then why didn't you just discipline yourself and lose the weight." Easier said than done. And, I guess through all the attempts at doing so, perhaps I just didn't have enough faith and my prayer partners weren't as strong! But, this time was awesome because I felt every prayer.

On May 22nd I had the surgery...the old, cut ya from here to yander...type. And, once again, my prayer partners came through. I never used my pain meds until the day after surgery when the doctor ordered me to walk 10 minues every hour and said, "YOU HAVE TO USE YOUR PAIN PUMP TODAY AFTER WALKING! or you're going to get sore and won't want to walk." So, that day, I used it. And then never again to this day.

So, now, I'm two weeks into it. I've not been hungry at all. I've gone out of town for Mallory's birthday, I've gone out to El Chico's (ate one strip of chicken fajita meat and 1 tablespoon of beans) and attended several "eating meetings." I make myself eat because I have to, but it doesn't take much. Already, I feel better. I walk everyday and will begin an exercise class at 6 weeks post-op.

I'm sure all of that is more information than anyone wants to know, but the main thing is that prayer has sustained me through the whole process. I honestly don't know that I can remember a time in my life when I have felt prayer more! God is good and faithful and when prayer warriors pray, we go on an ultimate journey! I'll keep you posted along the way!

Ode to In-Laws

At this time of year I am reminded of longtime prayers that were answered in years 2002 & 2003. From the time Jason was born in 1975, LaShay in 1976 and Brad in 1977, we began praying for their spouses. We had been blessed to be discipled under some Godly teachers in our early years of marriage and parenting. One of the things we learned was how important it was to begin praying not only for our chldren, but actually FOR their future spouses.

Twila Paris has a lullaby entitled "Your Whole Life Long" that talks about praying that your child will love the Lord "your whole life long." That was our prayer for our children. As we began the prayer journey for their spouses we prayed: (1) for their salvation, (2) for their protection, (3) that they would remain pure until God brought them together in marriage with our children and (4) that they would grow in Christ until that time when God began a work in their lives as a couple.

I have to admit that there were times after my kids turned about 25 that I began to wonder about my prayer life! But, wow, when God answers prayers He does it in a big way.

First to come into our lives was Shannon. What a joy! I mean, to just tolerate Brad's crazy ways is an answer to prayer! Who would have thought that the girl at the photo counter in the Abilene WalMart overheard exclaiming, "Brad!!!!!" to her friend, would someday be our daughter-in-law. She has brought us laughter, a sweet spirit... and two beautiful granddaughers. She is a loving wife who deals with being a soccer widow with grace and understanding. I could not ask for a better partner for my son. One who loves him for the man he is. One who encourages him on his bad days and supports him through the trials of his profession. One who walks the walk and talks the talk of the Proverbs 31 woman.

Next was Steve. Well, actually he was first but he was only LaShay's friend when we first met him, so that doesn't count. I knew from the first time we met that he would be the one for her. God knew that we needed someone with professional counseling abilities in our crazy family! Steve probably wondered (and still does) what in the world he got himself into! I mean, here we have a quiet, mild-mannered guy in the midst of a family who talks over each other, is highly competitive, leans more to the sarcastic side...and Steve overlooked that! What I love most about Steve is that he loves my daughter. I have seen her grow from an insecure young lady to a woman of confidence because of his love for her. He has been the strength and spiritual leader that God intended. If nothing else, it is apparent in the discipline with finances that LaShay has now. There was a time when she only knew how to spend it, not manage it! Steve is a Godly man with a big heart. He quietly listens and leads by example. We are blessed by him. And when he speaks...everyone listens!

And, then, last, but certainly not least is Jenn. From the moment she walked into our home, we knew she was a keeper! She made Jason smile. She knew his calling to the ministry meant a calling for her as well. Her beautiful smile was and is contagious. She has given us our first grandchild and grandson. I've watched her as she has adjusted from being an only child with no close extended family to embrace our HUGE family and all that goes with it. She has been a partner in ministry to Jason, a Godly wife and mother. Jennifer is our "type A" family member who gets things done while the rest of us are still thinking about what needs to be done. She is talented beyond measure and can make a home look like a photo from a designer magazine on a shoestring budget. God has blessed her with a heart of ministry and so many talents. Proverbs 31 says: "Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her." I would add: "Her mother-in-law joins them."

So, as you each celebrate your anniversaries this month and next, I celebrate you. I celebrate God's faithfulness so many years ago when I began to pray for you! I love you all and am blessed to be your mother-in-law.

Age Spots

This week it has been called to my attention that when you get old you have "age spots." Now, that really broke my heart because I thought they were just bigger freckles. I mean all my life I've not been able to tan and I would tell people that the only way I would ever have a tan is if my freckles ran together. Imagine my delight when I started noticing that my freckles were running together. I thought, wow, by the time I'm 60 I'll have a really good tan! Not so! Now I find out they are just another part of aging! So, I started thinking about other "age spots" or signs of aging. Here ya go:

You know you're getting old when:

1. Your freckles run together (see above explanation)
2. "Depends" means more than "...depends on what you want to do..."
3. "B-Mom" is the sweetest name you've ever had
4. You fret over not seeing your kids...I remember wanting time alone!
5. Your large print Bible needs larger print
6. Your arms are too short to read the newspaper
7. Little kids tell you "you smell like my grandma!"
8. Your hair is naturally frosted ( but now you pay to cover it up!)
9. "Huh" becomes the most used word in your vocabulary when someone speaks to you.
10. The directional signal on your vehicle stays on much longer than it takes to switch lanes
11. Bathrooms are too far away no matter where you are
12. "Senior Moments" become your excuse for forgetting something...everything
13. Prunes become your fruit of choice
14. Your teeth are in a jar (I'm not there yet!)
15. Thongs were something you wore on your feet in the '60's!
See what you have to look forward to!

No push, no bite

We went to Prosper this past weekend so that we could witness the baptism of Jenn's mom, Sayla. On March 9th she accepted the Lord as her personal Lord and Savior. Jason baptized her Sunday morning. We had a few hours with the kiddos on Saturday afternoon. I was playing with Julia while she took her bath and at one point I asked her, "Is it okay if Pop and B-Mom go to church with you tomorrow?" She cocked her head, pointed her finger at me and said, "Yes. No push and no bite!" Wonder where she's heard that? Seems she had a little incident that week at pre-school (at the church) so she was recapping those very important instructions I guess.

It was an awesome service and I was doubly blessed because Johnathan slept on my shoulder for the whole service. He is a really sweet, laid-back baby. He likes to cuddle! And, I like that! It is always a good day when you can spend time with your kids and grands!

This weekend we travel to Houston for the baby shower for my niece, Jana. Her baby girl is a miracle from God and is due June 15th. We are excited for Jana & Keith and continue to pray for them for the healthy delivery of this precious baby. We'll get to see my great niece & great nephew twins, Hannah & Hunter, who are 8 months old and just started crawling. That will be fun. Larry will get to do some fishing and relaxing with Dickey. They always have a good time together. And, Larry will get to spend time with his favorite mother-in-law!

Our baby boy will be 33 this Friday. It seems like only yesterday that we were looking forward to bringing home our first! Now, he is a father of two! Jason, you have blessed our lives immeasurably. We are so proud of you and the godly husband and father and minister you have become.

An exciting blog, huh?

Storms of Many Kinds

Today has been alot more than a typical Monday. We have been tossed about by wind, rain, and golfball-sized hail. We've listened to screaming tornado warnings twice and herded 50 children aged 5-12 years into safety. So, the storms have been all around us today. But, this afternoon in what I thought was the peace after the storm, I discovered a storm of another kind. This one was a 6 year old, blonde with blue eyes and a very wise Mom. Her name is Heather.

Heather was picked up by her mother today just before the sirens went off so I was surprised to see her come back into the Club just before 6:30. She & her mother were led to my office by one of my staff members. Upon entering the office, her mother said, "Heather, now tell Ms. Sharon what you did." Heather began to cry with big tears streaming down her cheeks as she walked around my desk and held out her hand to me. In her hand were three chalk sticks from the pool tables. Through her tears she said, "Ms. Sharon, I stole these today and I am sorry."

Her mother went on to tell me that Heather has had a problem lately taking things that didn't belong to her...this was the second incident today. Before bringing her back to my office, she took Heather to our local police station (the advantage of living in a very small town) to meet the Police Chief. Our chief is a Godly man. He talked to Heather about the consequences of taking things that don't belong to her and how she can get into so much trouble.

I took those three insignificant pieces of chalk and told her that she was forgiven. Her mother and I talked to her for a few more minutes about stealing and lying. When we had finished, Heather turned to me and said, "Ms. Sharon, I really am sorry and would you forgive me? I promise I won't do it anymore. Can I still come to the Club." Tears streamed down her cheeks as well as mine and her mothers. I got to talk to her a few minutes about how Jesus forgives us for our sins if we repent. I explained that saying, "I'm sorry" means turning and going in the opposite direction and not doing the same thing again. I also told her that she was blessed to have a very wise and loving mother who loved her enough to teach her about right and wrong.

Heather was in the midst of a storm. A battle was raging in her little 6 year old heart and once she knew she was forgiven and all was well, she hugged me and her mother...still in tears, but with a smile on her face.

Once again, I learned something from a child. She got caught in a sin. She confessed it and was forgiven. And, now she doesn't have to live in that sin anymore. A weight was off her shoulders.

But, I was so blessed by her mother. She is a single mother who is doing her best to raise her child to obey God and to make amends when she does something wrong. Believe me, I see just the opposite in so many of the parents of the children I serve. It was refreshing to see this sweet mother broken over what her child had done and desiring to teach her child through it.

It also made me thankful that my grandchildren are being raised by Godly parents. Even in Christian homes, there are lessons that must be taught to our children so that they understand repentance and forgiveness...and consequences. It isn't always easy, but it is always right!

At Week's End

As I reflect on this week it is bittersweet. What began as a beautiful Easter Sunday spent with our precious granddaughers, Mallory & Morgan, and their parents, Brad & Shannon, took a tragic turn that evening with the death of our precious cousin (nephew), William Sloan. Of course there are questions that will never be answered, but I hope we can reflect on the precious memories and the love of our family instead of those questions. I think my daughter and daughters-in-laws have said it best in their blogs so I won't spend a lot of time on that. (You can check out their blogs on the links below: LaShay, Jenn & Shannon.

This one thing I continue to learn as I get older, however: don't take any day for granted. In addition to the tragedy in our family, my best friend, Sherry, has been in the hospital now for a week with complications from Lupus. I've not been able to spend as much time with her because of our family situation, but I've petitioned for her in my prayers. She's been in pain as well as frustrated with the lack of diagnosis of her problems. We all know Lupus plays a role in it, but it has just been frustrating to have the doctors diagnose one thing one day and another the next.
And, what I'm trying to say in all of this is, again, don't take a day for granted. Sure we all say that when tragedy strikes, but it is so important to love your family, love your friends and to ...

Wake up to the sunlight
With your windows open
Don’t hold in your anger or leave things unspoken
Wear your red dress
Use your good dishes
Make a big mess and make lots of wishes
Have what you want
But want what you have
And don’t spend your life looking back

Chorus:
Turn up the music
Turn it up loud
Take a few chances
Let it all out
You won’t regret it
Looking back from where you have been
Cause it’s not who you knew
And it’s not what you did
It’s how you live

So go to the ballgames
And go to the ballet
And go see your folks more than just on the holidays
Kiss all your children
Dance with your wife
Tell your husband you love him every night
Don’t run from the truth
‘Cause you can’t get away
Just face it and you’ll be ok

Chorus:
Turn up the music
Turn it up loud
Take a few chances
Let it all out
You won’t regret it
Lookin’ back from where you have been
‘Cause it’s not who you knew
And it’s not what you did
It’s how you live
Oh wherever you are and wherever you’ve been
Now is the time to begin

So give to the needy
And pray for the grieving
E’en when you don’t think that you can
‘Cause all that you do is bound to come back to you
So think of your fellow man
Make peace with God and make peace with yourself
‘Cause in the end there’s nobody else

Chorus:
Turn up the music
Turn it up loud
Take a few chances
Let it all out
‘Cause you won’t regret it
Lookin’ back from where you have been
Cause it’s not who you knew
And it’s not what you did
It’s how you live
‘Cause it’s not who you knew
And it’s not what you did
It’s how you live
(How You Live (Turn Up The Music) Lyrics - Point Of Grace Song Words)

Sad Hearts

Our hearts are saddened today by the death of our 9 year old cousin, William. He passed away unexpectedly last night about midnight. We are mourning his untimely death, but rejoicing that we know where he is and that his little body is no longer suffering. He had been sick with flulike symptoms and just got worse. Anyway, 3 months ago at my Uncle's funeral, I had opportunity to visit with William. He was just a sweetheart. We know that God will sustain us through this tragedy and we rest in His arms. Twelve years ago the older brother, who was 8 years old at the time also passed away after a lengthy stay at Cook's in Fort Worth. We've known tragedy and we've known great blessings. At this time, we draw together as a family, lift each other in prayer and rejoice that we know our Redeemer lives!

37 in a Movie

Let this be an encouragement to any of you mom's out there debating whether or not to take your child to the latest Dr. Seuss movie. Tuesday we took 37 children ranging in age of 5 years to 12 years to see Horton in his hero role. Of course, we did have 6 sponsors tag along. But still I was a little worried. However, they were awesome! They didn't beg to go to bathroom until the movie was over and then it was a stampede! They were so well-behaved and really into the movie, which was really cute by the way. So, my nightmare the night before was not to see daylight! Sometimes kids just surprise you. In fact they were so good the staff took them to Chuck E. Cheese on Wednesday. Unfortunately (lol) I was unable to go on that trip. Oh, dear! But there's always summer day camp!

We're Storage FREEEEEEEEEEEEE!

If any of you out there are familiar with Dave Ramsey & Financial Peace University, you know that when people reach "debt-free status" they can call in to his radio show and shout to the world, "We're debt freeeeeeeeee!" We'll we've got about 11 months to go until that happens, but today we are celebrating being "Storage debt freeeeeeeeeee!"

Let me explain. We have been paying rent on a storage unit for, oh, I don't know but at least 7 or 8 years. That's years, folks, not months! But when we moved into our new house 2 years ago we got rid of a bunch of junk except for what was in storage. Several years ago I had piled things into plastic bins (we should have bought stock in those things) and labeled them: Jason, LaShay, Brad....The thought was that someday we would give them the bins and let them decide what to keep, what to just look through and then trash, or whatever. Well, someday is here.

Then, we decided we would clean out the storage, save $40/month AND have a garage sale. Sad thing is that out of all that STUFF...we found it to be just that...mostly STUFF, not even worthy of a garage sale. Oh, sure there are a few items, even some big ones like beds, china hutch, weight bench, etc. but most of the stuff is only worth something to US and probably not even to the kids. We figure we may as well let them go through it now and decide what to do with it or else they will have to when that "Someday" comes and they inherit it!

Here is a sampling of the STUFF we found that has alot of meaning to us, but not much to anyone else:

• The soccer shoe & shin guard Jason was wearing when he got run over 26 years ago...complete with skid marks and torn leather
• LaShay's dance costumes from age 4 including tap shoes
• Brad's school project of clothespin soccer players stuck into a styrofoam soccer field
• The dress that Larry's grandmother made for LaShay when she was a baby out of material from my "going away" dress from my wedding
• A box full of vhs tapes of various soccer games from 1982 through 1999
• Jason's stuffed dog his peepaw gave him when he was 1 year old
• LaShay's rubber pacie that she would NOT give up until she was about 4. We thought we lost it, but found it in the springs of our recliner when we moved from Austin.
• 3 Cabbage patch dolls & numerous stuffed animals
• Brad's id badge from his ill-fated trip to work the 1996 Olympics in Atlanta
• Autographed pics of Oprah to Jason, LaShay & Brad in 1991

Now, you get the picture? But, at least it is all now properly labeled and waiting to go to its new home with Jason, LaShay or Brad. And, we can shout it out.....we are storage freeeeeeeeee!

Grandma Smells

What does this statement mean to you? "I like to hug you cause you smell like my Grandma!" That's what one of my kids at the Club said to me yesterday. At first I'm like, "Wait a minute, I love BEING a grandma, but I'm not sure what it means to SMELL like one." But then, I had time to think about it. When I think of my Grandma I remember smells of flowers, teacakes baking, or cinnamon biscuits...and just "plain clean." I remember when she used to gather rain water to wash her long locks (which she cut off in later years) and just how fresh that smelled. So, I guess it is okay to smell like a Grandma...especially when that evokes pleasant memories for someone!

Egg Nods

I'll set the stage first: 1950's, lush green lawns, frilly dresses, lots of family, Easter baskets, and EGGS! Times have changed since families lived within blocks of each other and every day was family day instead of once or twice a year. Easter was the second only to Christmas for our family celebrations. Even my dad's nieces and nephews came to Grandma & Goggy's (yes, "Goggy". I was the first grandchild and I got to name him. Every child within 10 miles of the Heights area where we lived called him, "Goggy.") for Easter. We would have lunch together, then the adults would go out and hide what seemed to be millions of eggs for us to hunt. Even before there were plastic eggs, we had prize eggs. My Goggy would tape coins onto the colored eggs. We would scream with delight upon uncovering one of those treasures! With our baskets overflowing we would continue to hunt until the very last egg was retrieved.

We would sit down in the yard, count our eggs and then get prizes for who found the most. But, even without the prizes, we were happy. We would sit right there and begin eating those boiled eggs until our parents made us stop. Remember....this is all done while still in our Easter's finest!

For days AFTER Easter us kids would re-hide the eggs to continue the fun. Of course, that was also before we were enlightened by the FDA that that wasn't healthy. It is amazing that I'm even alive to write about it!

Now just to make it clear...we knew the real meaning of Easter! Our parents taught us for days ahead of time what we were really celebrating. We knew that there wasn't some magical Easter Bunny who slid down the chimney and left eggs everywhere (am I confusing the holidays?). But we also knew it was a time for new dresses, family and LOTS of fun!

One of my regrets...seriously...as a parent is that we didn't work harder at creating Easter memories for our kids. We went occassionally to Houston for the traditional egg hunts at Grandma's with all the cousins, but usually just stayed in Burk and hid some in our backyard. BUT, one year we all traveled to Mulberry Canyon just west of Abilene to my uncle's home. At the time he had 6 grandchildren. My 'kids' were older so they became the caretakers while we hid the eggs. They must have walked down that country road for 5 miles to give us time. I know there were over 8 dozen eggs! But, it was so much fun to watch those kids scurry all over that yard looking for those treasured eggs!

Times have changed. Rarely do families live in the same town much less within 10 miles of each other! We are all so busy with so little time to spend together. And, who can forget the price of gasoline that keeps families from even being able to travel to be together. (I can't help but think that Satan sits there with a smirk on his face as he watches the breakdown of family gatherings!) Easter egg hunts are now found on church lawns instead of back yards. Children still have fun, but it's not with their cousins. Parents are too worried that Suzie's dress will get dirty or Johnny might get blue dye on his pants if they even think about sitting on the grass to eat an egg! And, most of the eggs are plastic filled with chocolate anyway!

Small World of Blogging

In case you haven't noticed, my blog page is rather non-descript! Pretty sad for a former marketing/advertising professional, huh? I attempted to at least add a photo (ugh!) and my favorite blogs. A strange thing happened on my way to the favorite blogs. I added "Jenn" to my list but incorrectly identified her blog as "the Bankhead Bunch." After saving everything, I wanted to check it out. Upon clicking on "Jenn" I was directed to another blog of Bankheads. Lo and behold! It was Jennifer & Bryan Bankhead, cousins in Roscoe, Texas. So, it was kinda neat because I got to catch up with their kiddos too! So, "Jennifer" on my favs list is actually the Roscoe Jennifer! Just in case any of you want to check it out, too!

The Real Winner

This week is the final week of boys basketball at The Club. It has been both fun and frustrating. It is amazing how parents can act. (Ha!....I know, I know, I WAS one!) Anyway, now that I'm a more mature and wiser parent (another chuckle) I see how utterly devastating it can be to the kids. So, with that I especially owe an apology to Jason & Brad. They had to endure it longer than LaShay did.

But an exciting thing happened tonight. We have a team in the Midget League (8-9 year olds) that is undefeated (Drillers) and one team that hasn't won a game (Bulls) the whole season.Tonight the Bulls pulled to within 1 point of the Drillers. With 2 seconds on the clock this one little boy who hasn't scored all season had the ball and went to the hoop for the Bulls. He was fouled and went to the free throw with 2 shots. He sunk 'em both and they won their first ball game! The crowd went wild. The coach ran onto the court and hoisted the little boy up on his shoulders and the other little boys went crazy. It was awesome!

Along those thoughts...

Everyone who knows me knows I love sports. I love just about any sport (well...maybe baseball is in the bottom of the list for me) but I do really enjoy watching. Of course, it is even better when my kids are involved. (So I really look forward to grandchildren playing...if they want to). Anyway, I think there is opportunity to teach team work, fair play, good sportsmanship and commitment through sports. However, as I've observed this season from a different prospective, I've seen those frustrated athlete parents who browbeat their kids and other parent's kids. I've heard language definitely not becoming to parents especially in front of a bunch of kids. But then I've seen things like tonight and I've seen kids that just kept on keeping on even when they spent a lot of time on the bench. It shows me that sometimes we just give up when the going gets tough instead of finding a way to do our best and stay with our commitment. So, we can learn from these little guys: stay with the stuff, work hard and enjoy the rewards at the end. Our little team tonight forgot all about their losing season with just ONE big win! We can hold on, get through whatever we're going through knowing that "in the end....we win!"

She's baaaaaaack!

Not one to let someone get the upper hand, I've decided to re-enter the blogging world. My sweet daughters-in-law are really good at it and I feel I can now safely return! I'm not promising to be as faithful as they are, but they make me feel guilty when I say, "I don't have time." These are young mothers with two children each, so I surely can find the time.

Alot has happened in the interim. First of all...I forgot my old blog credentials, so had to recreate it. That shows my age! Oops! Then, we've had two new grandchildren in the past 3 months: Morgan and Johnathan. The old saying, "If I'd known it was this great, I would have had them first," rings true. This is such a special blessing that God has given us. And, lest I forget, we also have a beautiful granddog named Briley with whom we spent time last weekend in San Antonio. Seriously, she is a beautiful Goldendoodle. We got to go to the Doggie Park which was an awesome experience. If you have dogs and have a park designated for dogs in your area, go there. It is really neat.

The other big event has been taking the position as CPO of the Burkburnett Boys & Girls Club. It was not a sought after position, but has become one of the greatest blessings I've experienced. Having the ability to literally change the lives of these children is an awesome opportunity. I've just completed my CPO certification (CPO is Executive Director in every day language)...a rather intense process, but one that brings you to tears as you hear the stories of changed lives. God has given me a great challenge and mission field right in my own back yard. By the way, it is also the least stress I've had in my life in the last 8 years!!!!!!

And, now, I'll try to write more words of wisdom next time! I won't be sharing any videos of Pop "setting off his alarm" or anything of that nature so you're safe! Until next time.....