When life grabs you by the ankles tango anyway

Whew. It’s been quite an adventure these past few weeks and I’ve missed blogging regularly. Between college classes, writing a book and my son’s wedding, Holy Week activities and church responsibilities I feel like I’ve been in an abyss with an undertow pulling me under. But here I am! I’m baaaaaack! (At least for today!) My son’s wedding was a delight for this writer Mama. He got married in the most unique, unusual wedding I’ve ever been to. It was small and untraditional. Very untraditional. My son, Noah, is known for his eccentric ways. His new bride is also an eccentric girl. I like eccentric. I always taught my kids to be themselves, but I think Noah internalized that and took it to the next degree. It was a fun wedding. Intimate. Different. The lasagna was delicious (Sasha’s step-father made it. WOW), and the reception was fun. And different. When I danced with my son we went from slow dancing to doing the polka to the tango. It was a blast. It’s not what I imagined for my son when he was a little boy. I’m not sure what I imagined but I didn’t imagine this. I think it’s better than anything I could have imagined because he and his bride stayed true to themselves. God makes us all unique. He sees what we are inside, not what we portray on the outside. Sometimes people judge my son for being so different, but that’s their problem, not his. “…for the LORD seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the LORD looketh on the heart” 1 Samuel 16:7b. I’m thankful the Lord doesn’t judge me by what I am on the outside. Especially in this picture of me and Mr. Himself at the wedding. I look like I’m chewing on a wad of tobacco. I assure you I’m not. On the other hand, is my heart where it should be? Yes! Because of Jesus. Only because of what Jesus did for me is my heart something that pleases the Lord. I’m so grateful for that! I shudder to think what God would see if the redemptive blood of Jesus didn’t cover my sins. Thank you, Jesus! Now, where’d I put that recipe for that amazing lasagna? I’ll work off the calories doing the tango. Tweet This: When life grabs you by the ankles, tango...

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Erica’s Edition: Time Management Woes

Today’s post is brought to you by my busy college intern, Erica Graphman. Do you ever have those days where you have so much on your plate that you don’t know where to start and you end up not doing anything? I’ve been finding myself with this problem more and more this year. Everyone repeatedly tells me I need to work on my time management skills, but I’ve always thought I was pretty good at it. Well, at least better at it than my peers.­ The funny thing is, I get told I need to manage my time better in multiple situations. With lots of homework, I know that I need to start working on big things in advance, especially if I have multiple large projects and papers due around the same time. If I don’t work quickly enough, I’ll get slammed with a lot to do in the space of one night. At work, I get my work done too quickly and don’t have anything to do, so my supervisor tells me I need to work more slowly. My parents know that I have all my classes, I’m working with Karla, putting together a magazine for the school, and I have a job on campus during the week. They tell me that I have to space everything out so I don’t end up neglecting one of my responsibilities or doing poor work. Friends, on the other hand, tell me when I need to stop working and go out on a late night snack run, or tell me I need to watch a certain show or movie with them. It gets confusing. It seems like everyone has their own opinions about how I should space my time out or how quickly I should get my work done. Sometimes it’s hard to remember to shift gears and work at a slower pace. Other times, it’s just agonizing working slowly when I think about how much I have to do. And either way, it’s exhausting working at quick pace every night, rushing to get homework done, papers written, and books read. It might sound bad, but I really hope that the “real world” isn’t like this or I’ll end up tired all the time! Tweet this: Fill in this college intern: is real life like...

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Strongs Girls can wear bonnets, too!

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Just because you’re a Strong Girl doesn’t mean you don’t like to feel feminine and wear pretty things! Sometimes I wish Easter Bonnets were still in vogue. I love hats. And I’m one of those girly girls that loves frilly things as well as bling and glamor. My style runs from the Bohemian to the Classic tailored to romantic frills. Depending on my mood, that’s how I’ll dress. I thought you’d have fun gazing at some of these bonnets. Easter Parades used to be a big deal in some parts of the country. Here’s a song that commemorates the festival: And now for the bonnets! Which one is your favorite? (I’m rather partial to the ones with the gigantic ostrich feathers.) (Click to enlarge and/or print images.)   Tweet This: Which #Easter Bonnet is your...

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Vintage Easter

As you may know, I love vintage postcards and graphics. Here are a few for you to enjoy and laugh at and wonder what on earth they were thinking when they made them. You could print the ones you like to use as place cards at your Easter table. Although, I must say, I had a difficult time finding any cards that exuded the true blue meaning of the Resurrection of Christ. With the exception of the lamb, which I suppose, could kind of be pertinent. Didn’t anyone celebrate with Christian symbols back in the day? Which one is your favorite? I can’t decide between the blimp, the blue flower balloon or the pink egg. Which one is the weirdest? For me it’s the dancing rabbits dressed as eggs. Creepy! Enjoy!  (Click to enlarge and/or print.)           Tweet This: What were they thinking when they made some of...

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Erica’s Edition: Homesick College Student

With almost three years of college under my belt, I never thought I’d say I’m homesick. Last weekend was Little Sibs Weekend at Manchester, and even though my brother is older than the age they allow sibs to come he still came to stay for Friday and Saturday.  My mom dropped him off to me on Friday afternoon and she brought me some awesome giraffe cups (my favorite animal!) from their spring break trip to Minnesota. The plan was for my dad to pick him up Saturday evening. What I didn’t expect, though, was to get a call from my grandma saying she would be in the area, visiting my cousin at Grace. I made arrangements with her for my brother and me to go out with them for ice cream on their way back home. What I didn’t realize was two of cousins and my uncle were with my grandparents. So it turned out I unexpectedly got to spend time with both my parents, my brother, my grandparents, my uncle, and my cousins last weekend. I never thought I’d say I’m homesick, but after I got to spend a really short time with a lot of my family I really was homesick after they all left. I was pretty down all Saturday night, especially after hearing that my dad and brother were going to see Captain America because I love going to see movies with them. I started thinking about all the things I’m missing out on, and that made me even more homesick. Only the season 4 premiere of Game of Thrones Sunday night was able to get me out of my slump. I’m pretty excited to be going home next weekend for Easter, but I have a feeling that leaving again is going to be sad. I think the thought of only having one year of school left is making me nostalgic and nervous for the unknown. But for right now, I’m having a great time at Manchester. I’m surrounded by friends I love and I love my classes and professors. Although I miss home, I love my life at Manchester and I love learning. Tweet This: Do you ever feel homesick for those you...

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