About Me

I am a crazy woman, funny and carefree but type A and anal all at the same time. I have two daughters and a Father who's a King...what more do I need?! My goal on this planet is to help His bride: literally (I plan weddings for a living!) and spiritually (I occasionally offer words of wisdom to loved ones...) Bless us all on this journey!

Jesus and His Girl

Jesus and His Girl

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Hannah the Sweetie

Ok the last post was about Sky (and her hormones!) this time it's Hannah's turn. She is the most tender little person for her age--and of course acts and talks older than she actually is too! For example, she was reading a library book last night about cavemen and she acts me if it was true or not. Trying to explain to her the concept of a fictional story being about a true idea but still being a "false" story had me stumbling a bit; she caught on and said "Oh. You mean it falls under the category of Realistic Fiction." She's 7. OMG. On a more spiritual note, I'd lost my keys last week (I do that often) and was running late to the store and she wisely suggested "Mom, why don't you lie on the couch with your eyes closed and ask Jesus to show you a picture of where they might be, and I'll load up the truck." Are you kidding me?!

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Pre-teen Angst

Skylar is 10. Eleven in September. Going on 18. This is cute and frightening all at the same time; autism has kept her in a fog somewhat in her verbal and social skills. They're emerging, along with hormones, at interesting moments! It's hard for her because she often acts like she's 8, is actually 10, and looks like she's
14. Seriously. Restaurants that have kids meals up to age 12 don't give me one for her unless I ask, and then they give me the eye like I"m lying! In addition, the boys are starting to notice (gasp with me, won't you?!) At those moments I'm thankful for Skylar's continued naivte, though I'm certain it won't last forever. One example: we were in Walmart a month or two ago and this boy probably 12 or so was sitting on the bench outside the hair-cutting place, watched us from check-out til we were out the door. Yikes....

Finally, Sky has taken to reminding me how big she is. Hannah (who still wants to climb back into the womb she's such a mama's girl) was trying to get me to hold her recently; she asked Skylar--who is almost 5'2--if she wanted me to try to hold her, and Sky's response (in her dry, no smiling, no inflection voice) was "Hannah, I'm tall AND I'm ten." OMG. Then Sunday she put on a new dress I'd gotten her at Target that, again, was totally cute and modest but made her look 14. I had to tie it in the back and her response was "Mawm...I can do things ya know..."

Geez Louise I'm not ready!

Friday, June 13, 2008

New Blog

Ok so I got the idea to start a business blog. So go to NWIWeddinglady.blogspot.com and see my store! Or click here off to the right on "my wedding blog"...

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Time to Partay.......

Well this week didn't start out that great, but it's turning out well. I spread the word about Hannah's accident and could feel people praying for us...she was better almost immediately. I won't go into detail about the stuff that was oozing from the wounds, but I've been assured it's a good thing to have the stuff coming OUT rather than staying IN! So she's fine. Meanwhile I did a very fun July 4th Corporate Picnic last year and they've called me back to do it again...along with a WEDDING their neighbors want to have on the same day in the back yard. Um, that may be...a lot. But I'm always up to a challenge when it comes to parties!! I love this job, and am thankful every day I walk into this little shop and think "This is mine." Other parts of my life can be so hard, but this little place is such a blessing. Now if I get to make money at it too, that's just an added bonus!!

Monday, June 9, 2008

Cat Scratch Fever

After a day with absolutely zero customers I get home to find out Hannah was seriously attacked today by the babysitters cat. Seriously. She has a fever and her legs look like she was whipped. I emailed pics of it to my mom who's a nurse, she told me what to look for through the night so I just put her to bed. She wanted Dave so I called him and he came right over, and I sat outside on my front step crying because my kids don't deserve the life he and I have given them. Fortunately I've been abundantly blessed with family, church, awesome friends, and somehow enough money every month that the kids and I don't really want for anything. So you know what my plea for today is you guys? Go find a single mom on your block and make her smile. Anything. See if hubby can change her oil for her. See if she needs her gutters cleaned. See if she needs her kids watched for an hour so she can go to Starbucks all by herself. Then next time there's a chore that needs done around your house that hubby hasn't done, imagine if he wasn't there to do it. Imagine being home with the kids alone all day...and 5 oclock never comes. The cavalry isn't coming. There's no backup. Begin every day and end every day in bed alone. When you're done imagining that go kiss your husband that you hated 10 minutes ago and shed a tear over your kids who don't know what it's like to have to have mommy call daddy and ask him to come over. IT'S BEEN OVER 4 YEARS AND ON DAYS LIKE TODAY I FEEL LIKE IT'S N E V E R GONNA GET ANY EASIER