Monday, July 21, 2014

It's Good to be Back


So much time has passed since my last post.  We're talking years.  It's about time I caught you up on a few things.  We've nested, settled in, rooted ourselves here in our long awaited home.  Perfect, it is not, but home it most definitely is. It's a country living, porch napping, pond rowing, chicken chasing kind of life, now. Two of my children are gearing up to head off to college, and my baby is now a senior. We've been blessed with friendships beyond measure, and are so thankful for each and everyone of them.   Along with all the changes, it's time to nurture an old friend.  The Finicky Frog is reopening her doors.  I'm shaking out the curtains and dusting off the shelves.  Life is good, and it's good to be back!

Thursday, November 11, 2010

At Lasts

It's happening!
Sure 'nough it's happening!
We had one final game of volleyball left and we WON! I say "we",
 but really it's Maddie and all the other volley girls.
It's been a good season, and we've made lots of new friends,
but I'm sure glad it's over and ended on such a great note.
  My calendar and all the ink the that was involved will have time to cool down before the next sport. 
 Did I say the NEXT sport?  Lord, Help Me!

Not only did we have the last week for volleyball, but Mr. D had his final 18 hour shift.  It's been a financial blessing, but I'm so happy it's done!!!  All of the hustle and bustle made it feel like October flew by.  
Didn't we have leaves on the trees a few days ago?  
What happened to all the color? 
 I blinked and it's already faded away.
Found this picture when I was hunting for fall photos.  
"I'll take two golden retrievers with a side of fall please." 
The girls and I have it all planned out.  
We'll get a boy and a girl,  name them 
Miss Penny and Mr. Pickles,
 and live happily ever after. 
Woof! Woof!

With more free time I've been able to put more things in the shop!  I dusted a few cobwebs off the virtual doorway into my Etsy store and added a few more ring pincushions and a new garland.  More items are in production as we speak. 

This little gal didn't have a chance.  
She was sold in just a couple hours.  

How bout this little fella?  

 Be prepared for a plethora of reds, pinks and cozy primitives.  
The big news in the shop are the fantastical international sales.  I want to give a big shout out to
 France and Ireland 
who will be having little pincushions that were made back home in Indiana, 
 with my very own hands. 

Mr. D and I have needed a little getaway time, and we took advantage of the lighter schedule to take a little vacation last weekend.  

A weekend without said two finger boy and his minions..."The Girlies"
Love them, we do, but it's always good to have some time away.

We toured around Indy for most of the day on Friday and then headed to Cincinnati where we hit the closest IKEA store. 
 Just give me one of those living rooms and a bowl of Swedish meatballs and I'd be happy as a clam.
 Yep, I do think I could live there quite happily.
I would love to have this hanging somewhere in my house. 
 It's impractical and I'm sure it's a pain to clean,
 but OOO LA LA, it's pretty!
This sweet thang, however, did come home with us.  
It's very practical and useful, but ours is in a soft pinky color.  
Perfect for my work area.

We headed home late Saturday night so that we would be able to go to church Sunday morning and take a couple of house tours.  
One complete curveball opportunity that has just popped up is renting space in an old school house and having access to the grounds for chickens and gardens.  
I know it sounds way out there and strange, but we are the unconventional types and we do like a good adventure.

All I can say to that is..."We'll see."

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

For the love of chocolate...

I've recently discovered that, as I've gotten older, my love of chocolate must carefully be timed out with the rotation of the earth and the cycle of the moon!

According to how my night went, 
I'm not allowed to eat chocolate 
after 6:00 PM.
(Sun is beginning to set) 

 The result is serious heartburn
 at 2:00 AM! 
(Moon is out)

I then don't get back to sleep 
until 6:00 AM.
(Sun is rising)  
Mr. D comes home from work 
and finds me sleeping in the garden!
(Just kiddin', I was up by 10:00 AM)

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Finicky Observation #1!

I went to the grocery store today and discovered something strange about myself.  

I'll buy produce that is unpackaged and that people have touched and manhandled...
...but I won't buy toilet paper that its packaging has been broken.  

What sense does that make? 

I think I'm afraid someone will poison my hiney!!   

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Sometimes I feel like this... what I want is right in front of my eyes, and yet, there's always something in the way.

As most of you know, we've recently moved to a new town,

 a few hours from our old town, 

in the same state.  
It'll be coming up on a year in January, and I feel like if I keep saying "recently " it won't seem so strange that I still haven't settled in on the fact that we're here, that this is "THE move", and that it appears that we'll be here for the next several long, indefinite years.

I won't pretend that I have dealt with these recent (there's that word again) changes with any amount of grace.     I've sulked, cried, grumbled and futzed my way into a pit.  A pit that was pulling me deeper into a despair that felt like a warm blanket that I loved to pull over my head, and that usually resulted in me doing just that in my real marshmallow bed.  I've not allowed myself to see past the darkness of this house and realize that it's just a rental and not permanent. 

I have a pattern of moving into a house and then, within months, I begin looking for a new one.  Now, I'm not meaning to make excuses for myself, but there really is a reason for this!  By the time Daryn and I were married 
(19 yrs old...way to young...I digress), 
I had moved more times than I have fingers and toes and I'll let ya know, 
I'm not missing any digits as far as I've checked today.

  It's what I know.  
It's how it has been. 

On top of my childhood history, there is also the fact that we have been through many lay offs, over many years, that have left us with a feeling of instability.  Always being on the ready to sell your home can cause you to begin living as if you don't really have one, and that the one you are in is always being prepared for someone else to enjoy. It's kept me from being at peace with my husband and truly letting him know that I appreciate all of his hard work and diligence. 

My wonderful husband has been putting in some serious overtime lately.  For example, Sunday night he went into work at 11pm to get off work at 6:30pm Monday night.  He keeps me speechless by the things that he sacrifices for our family.  The lack of sleep that this man endures is only a minute part of what he does to keep  this family ticking, and there are just a few things he asks in return.  
(I'm likin' the monkeys today)
"Don't drink my Dr. Pepper, leave me a couple cookies for when I get home, and let me watch my woodworking show on Saturday morning without anyone asking me questions."  He's pretty low maintenance, and yet he somehow finds the grace to lovingly nurture a high maintenance wife who has much more exasperating expectations on how life should be.  

In the last year, a strange new sensation has overtaken the gypsy in me, and she has been replaced with a gardener longing to plant roots, establish a homestead, build a foundation, and become part of a community.

I long for every bit of it even though it's so foreign to me, and all I know of it comes from stories I've heard or seen in the lives of others.  

Mr. D is a root guy. Always has been, and I'm pretty sure always will be.  I'm ready to be a root gal with him and have some little root children.  Okay, so they aren't so little anymore. But, I want to be a bloom where you're planted kind of root gal too.  
Oh gracious sakes, this is the hard part.  
I don't bloom very easily. 
 If you came to my house you would see that we've been here almost a year and I don't have curtains properly hung, there is one picture hanging in this house, and I have half a garage full of boxes that haven't been unpacked.  

All this to say, I need to give Mr. D a break from my obsession about moving, he's got enough going on.
I have to let God lead us to where he wants us to be in His timing.  
You heard it here!! 
 I'm stepping back from trying to get it all figured out.  
God knows the desires of our hearts, but I want His desires to be my desires. 
 It's the only way I'll find peace, and I have to trust that no matter where He plants us, there will be plenty, there will be joy, and it will be exactly what will bring Him glory.

God Bless Ya'll More and More!!       

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

That's One Big Apple.. what I think every time I look at that new banner.  
Took that picture myself, I did!  
Now look at how it dominates this blog!  
Kind of like all the BIG apples in my basket right now.  

WOW, it has been a busy month already and we've still got a week to go.  Didn't I say that we were going to get to rest?  We turned that boob tube off  to find some peace and quiet, and really we found that we had a ton of junk to do that we had either put off, or a bunch of  new stuff  that I hadn't really thought about being added to all the new stuff, and then throw a but of SURPRISE stuff in the mix, and well, need I say more in this amazingly grammatically incorrect run on sentence?? NO... I think you get the picture!  

So many things have been going on. 
I feel as though I've left ya'll wondering if I fell off the face of the earth.  
The answer is, YES! 

After I climbed back on, 

 I thought I should start with the first and most important adventure of the month.

My mother has moved in with us. 
 I think for soitin' that I hear some of you gaspin' in disbelief.  
But it's true. 

 I gotta tell ya, it's been more of a blessing that I had ever expected.  Like the other day, I had appointments up the whazoo, and a volley ball game to boot, and I wasn't sure how I was going to manage getting all these people fed and cheer my girlie on as she kicked some volley ball bootie.  
Then, it suddenly occurred to me, 
MAMA can make dinner!!  

Ohhhh, it was wonderful.  
Walking into my home, with the delicious aroma of won tons being made and ready to throw into a heavenly bubbly soup, was like a gift, a gift I tell ya!  
She is wonderful, simply wonderful, beyond words wonderful 
(a little sucking up never hurts, I've got a menu to plan this week..."Hi Mom!  Love YOU!") 

 I really couldn't ask for a better mom.  She has helped with so much, and the kids have really enjoyed her being here.  She's even made game night a ton of fun too!  She's now known to Maddie as,
 "Granny in Hot Pants" 
 because of her clues for Catch Phrase.  
(Sorry, too weird to explain further, and yet being left a mystery makes it even better.)
  Kinda cool how this picture went perfectly with my ramblings...
see how she's looking at those sweet words? 
 I'll pay for the "hot pants" comment later.

I know you're wondering what else has kept me from my blogging duties.  
As a woman on the verge quoting Inigo Montoya, "Led hme sumb up..."

1.  Mamma moved in...(we covered this, but more to come)
2. Volley Ball...Volley Ball...and MORE Volley Ball, The Underdog Story, very exciting!!!!
3. Apple Pickin' (did ya see the pic above?  How could ya miss it??)
4. Morgan's Birthday!  Ok...this poor kid's birthday is actually on August 1st.  We needed to wait to get all the fam together to celebrate.  That's just how we work.  
5.  Volley Ball...did I mention that?  oops sorry.
6.  School has begun!  Homeschooling, an adventure in itself with 2 in High School and 1 in 8th!
7.  Drama...Drama that I won't discuss here, but be sure we've had our fill, could use your prayers, and know that God is good.

I will be filling you in on many more of our September adventures soon, and I haven't forgotten about the giveaway that I mentioned a while back.  

I love you all, and thank you for your patience!!


Friday, September 3, 2010

I came across this poem the other day...I'm not sure who the author is, 
but they sure hit the nail right on the head!

I was shocked, confused, bewildered 
As I entered Heaven's door
Not by the beauty of it all, 
Nor the lights or its decor. 

But it was the folks in Heaven 
Who made me sputter and gasp-- 
The thieves, the liars, the sinners,
The alcoholics and the trash. 

There stood the kid from seventh grade 
Who swiped my lunch money twice. 
Next to him was my old neighbor 
Who never said anything nice. 

Bob, who I always thought 
Was rotting away in hell, 
Was sitting pretty on cloud nine, 
Looking incredibly well. 

I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal? 
I would love to hear Your take. 
How'd all these sinners get up here? 
God must've made a mistake. 

'And why is everyone so quiet, 
So somber - give me a clue.' 
'Hush, child,' He said,
'they're all in shock. 
No one thought they'd be seeing you.' 


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