Christmas is coming

...and I'm getting fat! As I walk past the box of oranges on the kitchen counter, with empty Cheezie bag in hand, I think "shoot, I should've had an orange." Alot of good that'll do me!

It's almost the middle of December and suddenly it feels like Christmas is upon us. There's so much to do and get ready for company coming and yet, I know I'll procrastinate (in true Lisa form) for as long as I can and then panic to get everything done and ready. Like Christmas cards for example. You know they'll take roughly a week to get to wherever they're going. So last Friday, I looked at the calendar and said "o poop! I gotta get cracking!". I love Christmas cards. I know people nowadays think they're a waste of time, or they just give out hundreds of those collage photos or something, but I like them. The old fashioned Christmas card. And I try to always write a little note in them too. Like no offense, but if the only thing written in the card is your name, then what's the point? A generic greeting from facebook or thru e-mail would've done the same thing for way cheaper. And I like the idea of keeping in contact with friends and family that you don't necessarily see very often. Nowadays people seem to do that less and less and so I think, if you can keep that tradition going, it's a really great thing. And it's only once a year, so I think the effort is worth it.

Anyway, my house smells like dirty diapers. I should really be googling how to get that smell out! Gross! Can't wait to be done with diapers!

one of those days

You know when you've been looking forward to something, almost building it up in your head, and then the "big" day comes and it all turns to shit.

I'm having one of those days. And thankfully, it's over now.

G'nite.

you know what's really sad?

For the second year in a row, we've been unable to get our act together enough to fill up shoeboxes for Operation Christmas Child.

Sad isn't it.

Happy December

Wow, December already, and I've done what? 1 previous post! Haha!

It's funny you think you have so much to say, and at the time, maybe I did. But then life happens and you have 3 kids throwing up chunks at the same time plus a sick husband and you realize that you don't have time to write, let alone wipe the snot off of kid #4. And life gets put into a whole new perspective.

And so here we are. December 1. I feel like it's been forever since I've done anthing alone with my husband. I have an extremely emotional daughter who's going into some sort of attention withdrawl and said the other day that she wants to "leave" (ouch. That one hurt.) So my mini goal is to spend more time with her, but then how do I do that without avoiding the other 3 kids? There's no way, especially when your spouse is only home half the time and sleeping the other 1/4.

Sometimes I wonder if this direction in life was the right choice for our family? Or did we completely hoop ourselves by moving here?

Anyway, I didn't mean to get so negative, it just kinda turned that way. Which is another thing...you know that feeling of negativity your soul gets when you know your drifting away from God? Well we've been feeling that for some time now and just gotta figure out how to get back on track. So if you think of us, could you send a word of prayer up? Gratefully appreciated.

So. Decemeber 1. Wow.

the beginning

Every now and then there's things to say and no one to say them too. And so begins my life with gou (originally goo, but goo was already taken, who would've thought?).

The past couple of weeks have been really hard, life wise. I'm not really sure if we've grown from our experiences, but it finally looks like we're moving out of the holes that we've dug around ourselves. So I'm hoping that yes, we too, have grown.

And so as my foot slides on a piece of half eaten pear and there's a trail of snot down the front of the couch, my life with gou has officially begun!