I know some people aren’t going to like this post. But before we get going I should say right away that what really makes the United States great is that we can all have our own opinions and are free to express them as we wish. If you don’t appreciate how meaningful that is, I ask you to take a moment to think about all the people in history and the present who did not and do not have such a luxury. Many have given their lives for it. So with that being said, if you don’t want to stick around to hear my opinion or discuss politics, I understand. Next week you can come back and we will talk about paint colors (although those can sometimes be just as polarizing as politics, can’t they?). Continue reading
Husband and I recently realized that we are coffee snobs. It was actually kind of funny, because we realized it separately but on the same day. In an attempt to trim our grocery budget to the last available penny while in what we called “crazy house saving mode” I purchased a can of store-brand coffee instead of the usual Folgers dark roast. (Oh and p.s., I know that real coffee snobs would never drink Folgers) Continue reading
Feliz Dia de los Muertos! I should have written this post yesterday I suppose, but I’ve had a bit of writers block lately. But thanks to this post by another cool lady named Holly over on her fitness blog, I finally have a little seasonal blog-spiration.
So I have a serious obsession with the tv show The Walking Dead. I love it. It scares the pants off me. And since hubby and I have gotten into the show, I have just had a general obsession with zombies. In the past year or so I have watched almost every zombie movie I can find. Jared is a good sport about it, because he enjoys them too.
The weird thing is, I am seriously terrified of zombies. But I CANT. STOP. WATCHING. It’s a strange phenomenon. Continue reading
I have a huge problem with conflict. I hate it. Just the anticipation of conflict fills me with dread. One reason for this is that my body decided somewhere along the line that it would physically manifest all strong emotions with uncontrollable tears. This is most inconvenient in the case of anger or frustration. I can’t just have a stern conversation with someone who is very upset with me without some darned tears filling my eyes. This is so annoying. Especially when one is at work and does not want to appear 1. weak, 2. 15 years old, or 3. mentally unstable.
Another reason I fear conflict is that I genuinely hate upsetting other people. I’m not going to claim I am some kind of saint and just don’t like hurting others, although that is part of the reason. The real reason is that it is so uncomfortable for me to have someone upset with me. I seriously can’t handle it. It completely upsets my homeostasis and stresses me out. Why is this? I know plenty of people who are not cold-hearted who can just say, “Eh, I made so-and-so mad the other day. Oh well, she’ll get over it”. Why can such a phrase never honestly pass my lips?? Am I doomed to forever be chained to the idea that I need to be perceived as “nice” by everyone? Is this an unfortunate side effect of being raised Southern? Continue reading
What I am about to discuss is something that truly appalls me.
I CANNOT HANDLE POOR SPELLING FROM ADULTS.
If you live in the United States and have successfully finished the seventh grade, you should know how to spell and correctly use basic grammar. I’m sorry, that is just an absolute fact. Even so, when I read Facebook I usually come across at least one post with spelling that makes me feel like this:
Hi y’all. Let me just begin this post by saying that I have been really good on my diet for several weeks. Truly. Even on my cheat days (because when someone makes cookies and orders chocolate petit fours for your bridal shower, you pretty much have to eat one. I know, it’s tough) I have been able to practice some pretty good portion control. And during the week, I’ve been doing awesome. But it’s beginning to wear me down a little. Sometimes I just really want something laden with butter and refined sugar, ok?? I know it’s bad for me, but in moderation, I don’t have a problem with it. Unless I’m on a crazy, don’t-want-to-think-about-that-cinnamon-roll-every-time-I-look-at-our-wedding-photos diet. Which I’m sure I won’t, but still – that’s where my bridezilla head is these days. (I think this happens to everyone….?)
Whoa. That paragraph got a little crazy. I think the lack of carbs is affecting my brain. That and the fact my stress level is totally at an 11 right about now.
So anyway, I’m not planning on letting myself go after the wedding, and I’m going to keep going to personal training, but I am also going to indulge a little. I trolled my pinterest food board this morning and was actually kinda surprised that there weren’t a ton of crazy-unhealthy things on it. But here are three that are. And I am going to make them after the wedding, because I will be able to enjoy every single bite without guilt. For now we can just drool over the photos together.
Oh pumpkin. I love you. You are one of my favorite things about fall. And you have some fiber, right? Right. Continue reading
Two posts in one week – I know. You can go ahead and be impressed.
Lately I’ve been reflecting quite a bit – I think it’s just because I’m getting excited about our wedding and the realization is hitting me that this is a pretty big moment in our lives.
Have you ever thought about chains of events? I do; in fact, I think it’s kinda entertaining to think about how mundane choices can make a difference. I got to thinking the other day about the choices that led me to Jared. What really struck me was how God used even my worst choices to move me closer to His plan for my life. And personally, that’s a relief to me, because I have made plenty of bad choices. However, for the first time I am really at peace with them. Continue reading
An interesting read shared by my friend Kendra. I am really torn about the Obamacare debacle. I really think it is just a political tactic on the Obama side, not really focused on helping those in need. Last Thursday I stumbled upon the story of Jesus feeding the 5000(+). One thing that struck me about the story that I hadn’t noticed before was what Jesus says to his apostles when they flip out about where all the food is going to come from:
Phillip replied, “Even if we worked for months, we wouldn’t have enough money to feed them!” Then Andrew, Simon Peter’s brother, spoke up. “There’s a young boy here with five barley loaves and two fish, but what good is that with this huge crowd?”
“Tell everyone to sit down,” Jesus said…. Then Jesus took the loaves, gave thanks to God, and distributed them to the people… And they all ate as much as they wanted. – John 6:7-12
While I was upset about Obamacare being upheld, I am trying to be positive. God is still in control. We are striving to be thankful for what we’ve been given, and remember how Jesus shows in this story that he will provide enough for us.
Editor’s note: This piece ran earlier this year, but we’re spotlighting it now because of Thursday’s health care decision from the Supreme Court. The story generated more than 3,000 comments, including these two:
It is sad that Jesus has been demoted to being a politician. Jesus plainly said “My Kingdom is not of this world.” Movements to use Him to promote their agendas, whether they be on the Left or Right, are extremely suspect in the eyes of this Christian.
Jesus would SO have been a democrat. He taught us to care for the sick…not to profit off illness. I don’t know how Republicans can live with themselves and call themselves Christian.
What’s your take?
By John Blake, CNN
(CNN) — He was a healer, a provider of universal health care, a man of compassion who treated those with preexisting medical conditions.
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Well, it’s been a while, I know. I guess fortunately for me there are only two people I know of that have read the blog up to this point and they know about all the craziness going on.
To make a long story short, Jared and I hated living in the city and hated our jobs. We needed something different. But with the way the economy is, our bank accounts didn’t really support some of the best plans we thought of. So we both moved in with our respective gracious parents, who, fortunately for us, only live about an hour away from each other.
My parents happen to live in a small town not far from the Texas coast, and they have a cute house with a nice big kitchen. So my culinary experiments will be continuing, and now with better equipment and space! However, the delicious and cheap part won’t change. Continue reading