3. pour batter into prepared miffin tins filling 2/3 and bake at 350F for 20-25 minutes. remove from pan and let cool on wire rack
Friday, February 24, 2012
::: No More Moo-Moo :::
3. pour batter into prepared miffin tins filling 2/3 and bake at 350F for 20-25 minutes. remove from pan and let cool on wire rack
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
What I Wore Wednesday ::: Valentine's Day ::: Gettin' Real
Worth a thousand words, no?
After PJ went down to nap, I decided to turn my day around. Since I didn't put any product in my hair on Monday after my shower (because I was supposed to be getting it cut), I spent a bit flat ironing it, then did my face, got dressed (with an emphasis on pink) and said a quick thank-you prayer for my day and the sunshine.
The rest of the day consisted of cleaning and laundry, picking Denay up, lunch, naps all around, making dinner at 3:30 for a girlfriend who just had a baby and then gone at 4:00 to get Denay to the allergist. Then since my mom was working, we popped by to surprise her and didn't get home until after 8:00.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Monday, Monday
....is my Monday. I asked my girls to stand next to my massive laundry pile to give you an idea of just how big it is. So while the washer washes and Paisley naps, Denay and I are writing Valentine's for her preschool. They are very homemade and sugarless (which makes them free to make) but it's so fun watching her learn how to write her letters!
The top part had some help from me, but she wrote "happy" completely on her own (proud momma).
We're at home today, havin' some good ol' taco salad for dinner and then I'm off to a girlfriends to watchthebachelor *cough*.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
He Initiates....
Friday, February 10, 2012
::: Derailed :::
::: kitchen sill with cute LOVE plaque (a gift from afore mentioned SIL) and a small vase filled with yummy cherry candies courtesy of Grammie :::
::: dining area wall with banner and fake flower decor (borrowed from the girls' bedroom) :::
::: corner hutch with "be mine" banner (done with scrapbooking chipboard letters) :::
::: small vase with fake gerbera daisies (again from girls' room) on coffee table :::
::: fireplace with banner and pot of fake pink mini-roses (girls' room) :::
There you have it!
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
{Along The Road}
Couldn't be any more clear.
God's been doing some speaking to me lately, and I felt led to share and while I was thinking about what and how to write, He brought this verse to mind. Then, true to His nature, He proceeded to use the verse to further drive His point home and reassure me of what He is telling me.
During a sermon a couple of week ago, Pastor Mark (who is now halfway across the world in Wales for a five and a half month sabbatical) said something that cut straight through my heart.
"Everyone of us, if we peel back the veneer of our social difference, some of us are more educated, some less educated. Some live in a nice part of town, some in a less nice. Some of us are male, some of us are female, some of us are old, some of us are young some of us are middle aged, etc etc. Some of us pull in a quite extraordinary income and some of us are barely making due.....If you peel back all that veneer, educated in this place to this level, lives in this part of town, has this kind of a job. Peel back all the layers of social difference, and what you find in each and every one of us, is a wretch saved by grace. Everyone."
That homeless man you pass by every Sunday morning on your way to church, the one always sitting in the doorway of a closed business in a "less nice" part of town. Who you always make a less than loving comment toward.
That person who wronged you, hurt you, who you insist is completely at fault.
That CEO of your company who you secretly disdain because they make more money than you. And you are convinced if you had that job and made that much more money, you would be as happy as they always seem to be.
That stay-at-home-mom you may not respect because they got married and had kids and never educated themselves.
Or that working mom you make snide, "justified" comments about, who never seems to be with her own kids. Whose heart breaks every morning because they have to drop their kids off, one. more. time.
You, me. Your boss and coworkers. The members of your church congregation that you judge and make assumptions about based on what they drive, how they are dressed and how their kids are behaving.
You were like them. Them like you, when Christ found them. Like Mark said just a moment later in his sermon, "You know who you were, and where you were when Christ found you? You were like that man in the parable of the Good Samaritan. Your enemy had beat you up, stripped you naked, threw you in a ditch and left you to die. And the religious people of the world just kept walking by."
Is the picture getting clearer yet?
Then, this past Sunday we were singing one of my favourite hymns, "How deep the Father's love for us". Once again my heart was struck by one of the verses.
"Behold, the man upon a cross. My sin upon his shoulders. Ashamed I hear my mocking voice, call out among the scoffers. It was my sin that held him there, until it was accomplished. His dying breath has brought me life, I know that it is finished." What I felt God spoke to my heart the week before, was so affirmed when I sung those words. I had this picture of me in the crowd around Golgotha, sneering, jeering and spitting on the Son of God. I had this realization that every time I speak against one of God's own, every time I gossip, speak negatively and poorly about a fellow man, a fellow wretch (whether saved or not), I hurl cursing insults at my Saviour. Talk about being a wretch. Then Pastor Shane started preaching, and my eyes were even more opened to what it does to the heart of God, when I choose sin, pride and slander. Shane started a new sermon series on the book of Hosea, but opened with a glazing over of of the parable of the Prodigal son, but from the father's perspective. The humiliation he suffered when his son, by today's standards, told him he wished he were dead by asking for everything owed to him. We most often relate to the son, and don't take time to think about the feelings of the Father. Then he started into Hosea, whose life was a living manifestation of God's relationship with Israel at the time. He married a prostitute who bore him children but then left him and became an adulterous woman, just as God's people had turned away from him and pursued other gods. He spoke about the disgrace, shame and hurt that Hosea, and God, suffered under the adultery and idolatry of their bride.
I realized that I am that bride. And it made my heart hurt. No, it's not a pretty picture and it's not a nice thing to think about, but it's truth.
So I guess that's my sermon (that I certainly didn't intend to be so long). Maybe it will speak to you, maybe not. Here enters the verse from Ephesians, where the point was knocked out of the park with the first part of verse 29 and the second part it what you are reading now.
Be encouraged, be challenged.
Remember that you, me, are all wretches saved, by grace.
Monday, February 6, 2012
{storage wars - making it all fit}
as denay got older, it became less and less practical to keep all of her shoes upstairs (especially when they come in dirty) so this basket, albeit super messy, is a contained way to keep all her footwear downstairs with ours.
just a run of the mill shoe rack. this closet is our only one downstairs so it has to fit a lot of stuff. it's sort of an unwritten rule around here that if you get a pair of shoes, a pair has to go because we ain't got room for no more!
:: downstairs powder room ::
:: living room ::
i'll just come out and say it, this set-up isn't my favourite. it's inconvienient and awkward. but the alternative, well, there isn't one so we make it work. what you are seeing on right, is a wall and on the left in my couch. inbetween is our TV cabinet. let's just say it's better that when they were UNDER the couch.
and this. this......is. my. "crafting room". since I took this photo it has been relocated and is pushed under the countertop overhang (in the right side of the photo). it's not pretty (it's a hot-darn mess) but it's much easier for me. instead of hauling everything out of various closets and crannies, it's all in one spot, together and i'm much more motivated to scrapbook.
:: upstairs bathroom ::
underneath the sink is where everything else it kept. sunscreen, nailpolish, toilet paper, hair appliances (straighter and a dryer that I've never used), some bulk toothbrushes and extra toothpastes. i've found using plastic baskets (on the left) keeps things contained and keeps everything tidy. the addition of the white plastic rack has also made life so much easier, and allowed me to access some unused space on top, creating more space, in the space i had.
:: bedroom ::
just so you know, that laundry sat there for another two days after this photo was taken.....and had already been on there for one before it was taken. we got this guy for around $60 from Canadian tire. it's been awesome not only for storage but for somewhere to sit, other than my rather high bed.
i keep my lovely purple snuggie in there, as well as some completely (and not worth mentioning) random stuff. it used to be one of the four spots i kept my scraping stuff as well.
three words friends - under. your. bed. it's a wealth of under (no pun intended) used space. it is hard to see, but there are three of the white lidded, low-profile bins tucked under there. i've got all of my maternity clothes in one, purses and totes in another and excess home decor in the last one. the decor bin is full, so I got lazy and just stuffed the overflow under without looking :)
under my side of the bed are two, larger but low-profile bins full of DVD's and all of my wrapping/gift bag stuff. i also kept some of my scrapbooking stuff (and when i say "kept" i mean "stuff until you can't anymore") under here.
i will also say that we have all of our christmas decor, infant gear and extra winter stuff in about seven huge bins over at Oma and Opa's storage center (thanks mum and dad). i so wish i could have it all here but in this house, it isn't an option.
Friday, February 3, 2012
The Lucky Winner (of a bag of nuts) Is.....
Thursday, February 2, 2012
What's.....
.....to this.....
The black and white pillow were store bought but all the others are the beige pillows with my covers on them.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
::: What I Wore Wednesday (and Thursday) :::
:: I wanted to post this outfit because I'm so excited about this top! I was having a quick browse at our local Bibles For Missions thrift shop for a small table lamp to refurbish and something caught my eye. Without even trying it on, I walked out of the store with this diddy for only $3.31 ::
And to answer the two questions you are asking: