A study on home…

If you have never had an adoptive homestudy done, let me tell you that it’s sort of like having your belly sliced open leaving your guts there in the spotlight for all to see and analyze. Even leading up to that point though, the process of self in answering all of the questions and writing the biographies is intense. 
Half way through that, one evening, Chw looked at me and said “Wow, I never realized this about myself…” And to me, this made perfect sense. 
Pretty much, everyone should have to have a homestudy. 
There’s something about it that makes you be better, strive for better and believe in your family a little bit more. 
I can say this and know what I’m talking about because we’ve done them three times, and each time I feel just like this… 
Ironically, there were things (pre-this last homestudy) that we had decided to close the door on. One of these such things was growing our family any more. 
We felt tired and old. 
It just seemed exhausting and overwhelming… 
And then, this homestudy came and went and suddenly we felt renewed. 
What if we aren’t done quite yet? 
Heck, I’m on 36. Way too young to be headed in the last stretch towards empty nesting… 
So who knows what will happen. Maybe our path will be led to just the right kid, or kids, for us… Maybe this will just be the nudge we need into reapplying to be foster parents. 
Who knows… 
But the really weird part about it is- i am ok with not knowing… This crazy legal debacle of the past 8 months has reshaped me, in that way. Whatever the path, the husband and I are ready. :) 
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girls can be knights too…

So, we started school Tuesday morning, along with the majority of homeschoolers. 
Or, perhaps i could say: On Tuesday I embarked on my journey to hell. 
Just kidding. 
Mostly… 
Really, it’s been pretty bad. 
I don’t know if my sweet, thirteen year old is PMSing, or just swallowed a demon in her sleep, but my goodness she has been unnaturally cruel. 
The good news is i have been unnaturally patient and loving. 
The bad news is that this hasn’t helped, at all. 
Today we start pre-algebra. 
Now that I think about it, the past two days were probably merely the platform awaiting the train to hell. Today is the day we board… 
and to think, i was naively excited to get back to a routine. 
But don’t mind me, I am sick. And have been spit on and treated like garbage/called names for two days. 
I need sleep. 
In other news, I was so excited to finally get to sit down and do a hard edit on my novel while my delightful eighth grader worked on her independent work. 
So far, the novel is losing 0-10,000,000,000. It’s not looking good. 
Next week maybe. 
This week I have to kick this cold’s tuck-us and sleigh the evil dragon of a crazy thirteen year old pre-algebra… (Just kidding… of COURSE I mean the math and not the kid. Geesh.) I did beat her in bowling today. But not in tennis. Because i am the cool mom who not only gets up, while sick, to make her delicious breakfasts- but plays the wii with her and therefore TOTALLY deserves to be called ugly names and treated like garbage. 
Just so we all know our place… 
Wish me luck, and if possible, please send Armour… 
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You gotta fight, for your right…

We had a little drop in Picnic Party for Amanda, last week, to celebrate her achievements in her Army training, as a combat medic. 
It was so great to have loved ones drop by and pay their love and congratulations to Amanda! It was great fun chatting and drinking fresh squeezed lemonade and super sweet tea… Chocolate chip cookies melted, in the sun, to become a delightfully gooey mess, and many a great conversation was had. We had melting ice cream bars, giant bouncing balls and a photo booth to keep kids entertained… 
{This is the part where we ignore any stress, any excessive near-heat strokes or that the gooey chocolate wasn’t really as fun as all that…}

 {For the record, that says EAT not FAT…} 

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I’ve packed my suitcase…

Pinterest inspires all kinds of crazy projects, for many of us. Sometimes they don’t work out… Sometimes they do… 
Sometimes I fall head over heals in love with them… 
And sometimes, while spending a few hours getting one just right, my dog decides to stare at herself the entire time, because she is just so pretty. 
Also, at those times, my sill iPhone takes a crummy photo. 
Even so… 

Moving on…
Vintage suitcase craft storage = MAJOR love!

What do you think???? 
It’s amazing HOW MANY basket’s of supplies fit in this one suitcase. 
AWESOME accomplishment, for sure…
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Nine…

Me-
– starting an 8 week fitness challenge with a few awesome friends. i am super excited!
– meeting with my new physical trainer, and establishing a fitness routine.
– finally nailing down as much editing as I can fit in this month.
– trying to be more disciplined with meditation time. 
Reading-
– still reading the same Emily Giffen book. (hard month of August. NOT SAD to see it be gone.)
– Starting the new Gretchen Rubin book Happy At Home. My BFF Deb and I loved the year we took to do The Happiness Project and are super excited to embark on this journey together.
– Get back to journaling. 
Us-
– starting a family gratitude challenge. I’m super excited…
– Getting back to school. New home program. I’m way excited about it. Optimistic.
– Celebrating our family anniversary (9th) and hoping we do it in an extra special way…
– picnic.
– apple picking.
– apple drying.

 Heart-
– quality time with one’s I love.
– striving for gratitude.
– writing more from the heart. 

Create-
– armoire renovation projects. (thanks, Pinterest!)
– working in a more dedicated way, on my Smash book.
– begin working on a few Christmas gifts. 
Home-
– Smoothies. Smoothies. LOADS of smoothies. Experimenting…
– a new cheesecake for my dear friend’s birthday.
– board games.
– new art projects.
– preserving.

Health-
– water. exercise.
– less sugar, more green.
– teas. natural beverages. 
Love-
– desperately hoping to squeeze a date night in… Maybe two. Don’t want to get too crazy…
– getting back into praying together and devotions. Summer wasn’t easy on us…
– tv snuggling.

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