Monday, March 30, 2009

Six month old Tanner Man

Can't go too long without posting some recent pictures.





NOTHING makes this kid laugh harder than Roscoe P.. He tries to nudge his bone to Tanner every night wanting him to play fetch. Tanner thinks it's hilarious.


You sure can tell he's been eating all his orange veggies lately. Does he still look like a 'baby'? I think this picture makes him look like a little boy.



Jon and I celebrated our six-year anniversary this weekend at Calloway Gardens with friends. It POURED the entire time, but you'd never guess from all the breathtaking, luscious, blooming flowers all about.




Tuesday, March 24, 2009

It's That Time Again

Majorette Tryouts are this week. Seems like the season just ended and here we go starting up again. I'd love for all the girls tryin out to make the line...we'll see Thursday??

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Hot New Listing in Cloverdale

"Home, Sweet Home"

Elegant, Separate Dining Room with Wine/China Closet
and French Doors leading out onto
the Screened In Porch.










The Utility Room
located directly off
the Updated Kitchen
has Built In Cabinets
for added Storage.



The detached 1 car Garage
is also a great place
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if need be.







Nice, Open Great Room features Gas Log Fireplace, Built In Shelving
Original Hardwood Flooring.






Full Bathroom with Laundry Hamper.











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This Huge Lot located in a Private Cul-de-sac is perfect for kids or gardening.
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Square Footage: 1,407
Year Built: 1945
$133,500

























Sunday, March 15, 2009

And so it begins...

Lil T said, "da-da!"

Well, it was more like, "duh, da da."

But that counts, right?

Monday, March 9, 2009

Control Freak

A few friends of mine are practicing in Lent this year. They asked me if I wanted to join in (even though none of us are Catholic) and yes, I took the low road. We were discussing it over lunch yesterday and I was contemplating what I'd give up if need be for a month. It should definitely be something difficult or that would defeat the entire purpose. And so I decided it would have to be Diet Coke. I probably drink close to 5 or 6 a day. Now, coffee was a strong second, but I think I'd use decaf as a substitute and that's just kinda cheating. So, Diet Coke it is. Not giving it up. But would if I were Catholic.

On another spiritual note, our pastor delivered a great sermon on the subject of Doubt yesterday. I was so enthralled and clung to every word. One thing he said that stuck with me was the phrase, "God does not change just because our circumstances do." It got me thinking back a bit.

I tend to be somewhat of a control freak when it comes to....uh....things like....well, you could say....anything. Through the years, I guess I've learned to let go. Slowly. One area at a time actually. I was far from the best example when it came to trust (esp on big things). Honestly, it's taken me a long time to trust in the Lord on certain things in particular. All the easy things I'd let him control of course. But really, he wasn't in complete control.

The hardest decision was to turn over the hold I had on my finances. It was probably the most difficult of all. And really it was more spiritually letting go rather than physically. We'd been tithing for years but I was always SO SCARED of all the 'what ifs' trying to make sure I had everything under CONTROL. One of my biggest fears has always been financial ruin. Nothing to base that on. It's just a fear like someone breaking into your house kinda fear. So Jon and I have made every effort to take paths not to lead us there.

One morning I realized that I never really had control in the first place. You can't put God in charge with limitations. I wanted his guidance, but still wanted the final say. I immediately gave that up to him and everything changed. I can' t tell you what a relief it is to know that I'm free of that burden. I don't have to worry about screwing it up because God decides what's best. He knows. And I don't. So, everything is lifted. Money. Marriage. Life's direction. Everything.

This is what I finally (and just recently) realized: God gets to make the decision. Not me. If he decides to place on me my biggest fear, and somehow we are forced to file bankruptcy or we end up homeless or lets say we loose everything because that's the route HE chooses. If everything is NOT okay...... It is still okay. It's not about this life. He is preparing a place for me and that place has absolutely nothing to do with the circumstances of this life.

I still have fears. And trust me, you know, I struggle with control. But not doubt. Not anymore. Not about a thing. Thank God because it's so much easier this way.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Trying to get ready for work each morning and entertaining a baby is a task I'm sure most of you can relate to. Since he gets bored quickly, we usually rotate from the jumper to the bouncy seat to the floor mat and mommy just follows from room to room; hairdryer and makeup in tow. {IF there's an easier way, I'm completely open to suggestions.} We start out in my room watching Tigger n' Pooh. I lay him on his back facing the tv and he'll get lost in the land of Disney for about 10-15 minutes. This morning I peaked around the corner and realized he'd prefer to watch Tigger from a different angle...


Never done this before, but was apparently quite proud.

(mommy too)

Something's in the Water:
All three high school band directors have babies this year! Sarah (who had Charlotte in Aug) and I hosted a girly baby shower for the youngest addition to the Prattville Band: Cadence Lila Forrester. Can't wait to meet her. She should be here in about a month.

My second diaper cake. Think I got a little carried away with the ribbon this go around. The bow was huge.


In other news: SNOW ! A lot, too. It left just as quickly as it came. Just long enough to make me happy, but short enough not to get in the way of goin' and doin'.

(Roscoe refused to go out until all of it was completely gone.)