Reasor’s to the Rescue!

Maddie, Baby T, and I are at my parents’ house this weekend along with my sister and her whole family for a ginormous yard sale we’re manning for our mom and dad. While we’re here we plan to celebrate my nephew, Truett’s, 20th birthday and in lieu of cake he requested peanut butter pie. I offered to make it since Michelle was going the bulk of the rest of the cooking for the weekend and discovered that there isn’t really a recipe for this he likes – he likes the Jell-O No Bake version. No bake? No problem I thought until I discovered that Walmart doesn’t carry this one. I took a chance a little bit ago and decided to head to Reasor’s here in Owasso to see if they had it. On my way out I asked if anyone needed anything else and my brother-in-law, Spencer, said to see if they had some zip ties for the yard sale signs they were about to put out. Michelle laughed and I, too, thought there was no way the grocery store would have those, but figured I’d look while I was there.

Presto: Both the peanut butter pie mix AND the zip ties. Reasor’s really did come to the rescue tonight!

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Happy Birthday, Baby T!

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As if having one birthday in the house wasn’t enough, today Baby T turned 1! We have a history of keeping 1yo birthdays very small and uneventful. Babies don’t really have any idea what’s going on here at this point and the whole affair is really for the parent. And in this case, it’s really so that we could take a few photos to send with him in the future so that he will one day know that someone did care enough to celebrate. To that end, I only actually wrapped one of his presents. He enjoyed everything in the way you would expect a 1yo to and then he tried to eat the wrapping paper and then it was time for bed.

He’s only been with us for a little over one week now, but he’s worming his way into our hearts, just like we knew he would.

Some Thoughts on Marriage

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I was getting discouraged this morning because it seemed no matter how hard I tried to focus, I was seeing the entire world as through through a blurred smudge. I checked my attitude – nope, I think that’s okay right now (whew) and I checked the computer screen – nope, it’s been recently cleaned and just as I started to settle down into a light funk I realized that the grease splatter left over from searing the brisket I prepared this morning for the crock pot not only made it to the counter, the walls, the mixer, and all other random things I had left on the counter, but it has also left a residue on my glasses and I never noticed it the whole hour and a half I’ve been working in the kitchen. I had to step outside the kitchen to notice I wasn’t seeing things well and even that didn’t do the trick immediately. It took further investigation before I realized that no, my whole house isn’t, in fact, covered in grease, but the very thing I have placed in front of my eyes to help me see the world better had a problem. Fortunately for this morning, this was an easy fix. My glasses are now clean and I can see things clearly again. For now.

But I wonder how many other things in my life I’ve allowed to slide behind an oil-smeared existence without noticing there’s even a problem…without realizing things could be better. My work room is a prime example – little by little things get stacked in here and before I know it I have a whole mountain of stuff to deal with. If the table had been clear one day and stacked up 3-feet high the next, I would probably notice that in a hurry, but as it is, one little thing gets put on top of another little by little over time so that I can walk by the whole stack now and not even notice. Messes made over time are harder to see, more difficult to deal with.

Marriage is much like this. Who starts off thinking they are okay with a mediocre marriage? Who gets married hoping that 16.5 years from now you will have a great roommate who tolerates you because they are used to you? Oh, and because they said they would?

Craig and I joke that “our song” is U2’s With Or Without You which is both beautiful and devastating at the same time. Maybe that’s exactly what marriage is.

More recently I’ve wondered if Sara Grove’s It’s Me is more indicative of things.

In the end, though, I still think Charlie Peacock‘s William & Maggie does the best job for us:

William to whom the world was given / Dared not disturb the sleep of friends
But one time in the night / He turned to his wife and he whispered
Remember when I was young / And you were Maggie?

Cause I been thinkin’ about / You and me and everybody in between
It seems we’ve suffered one too many dreams / Of things that weren’t so bad
It’s just they were never things that we could trust / Are we still pretending they’re enough?

Maggie by whom all hearts were measured / Kissed William softly on the cheek and said
Oh, it always amazed me / How someone could come to the edge of the world
Drop a stone down the side / And turn and return to the very same life
I remember when I was young and you were William

‘Cause I been thinkin’ about / You and me and everybody in between
It seems we’ve suffered one too many dreams / Of things that weren’t so bad
It’s just they were never things that we could trust / We must stop pretending they’re enough

But what of the interval moment / When you feel nothing
And I feel nothing / Maggie, I’m trembling in this interval moment
When you feel nothing / And I feel nothing

Maggie by whom all hearts were measured / Kissed William softly on the cheek and said
Sometimes William / William sometimes
You’ve got to open up the window / And let the wind blow through

You’ve got to let it blow through / You and me and everybody in between
It seems we’ve suffered one too many dreams / Of things that weren’t so bad
It’s just they were never things that we could trust / We will release them as they turn to dust

I been thinkin’ about / You and me and everybody in between
It seems we’ve suffered one too many dreams / Of things that weren’t so bad
It’s just they were never things that we could trust / Are we still pretending they’re enough
Still pretending they’re enough / Still pretending they’re enough for us?

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Every once in a while our marriages need us to step outside the kitchen in order to notice the smudge we’ve been functioning behind. Sometimes we need to take our glasses off and give them a good cleaning so we see things clearly again. Sometimes we need a relational reset.

Maybe your reset happens with a quiet dinner out. Maybe you need a whole weekend away. Maybe you need a to make a therapeutic playlist (ahem), or perhaps the upcoming City Pres Marriage Conference is what you and your spouse need to stop for a moment and be intentional about where you are and where you’re going. Regardless of which method you use to get there, get there. Start cleaning off the grime right now and move forward.

Hospital Bed Sleepover

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So what do you do when you still have a hospital bed in your living room a full week+ after you really needed it? You have a sleepover with your sister. Of course. And then your mom snaps a photo thinking it’s funny, but simultaneously thanking God that they don’t really need it and *can* sleep on it for fun. Because she is acutely aware that there are other kids in other homes in which this is a daily reality of need and not something novel to do just because it’s there.

The Real Reason I Went to Six Flags

Funnel Cake at Six FlagsI drove a van full of kids (most of whom were my own) and followed another (none of whom were my own) all the way to Six Flags and back today and this is the reason I did it. Right here. True confessions. Okay, this and the Superman ride. And their version of the Tony Hawk which they call The Pandemonium, but which I really know is just the Tony Hawk.

And it was worth it. Okay, so I shared this with three of my kids and even the four of us couldn’t quite finish it, though we gave it a really good effort. I think that was the first time in history anyone in my family let some perfectly good funnel cake go in the trash, but what to do? They don’t allow you to take it with you on The Sombrero which is where we were headed next…

Frontier City

Frontier CityOur church youth group is heading to Six Flags this Thursday and originally we were not planning to participate. As such, I promised my girls a trip to Frontier City since two of them have season passes and the rest of us could use discount coupons. We invited others to come with us. And then a turn of events came about that made it so that we ARE going to Six Flags on Thursday, but I’d already planned this Frontier City trip for today.

What I’m trying to say here is that we’re looking at one one, but TWO amusement park days for this mama this week. Because I’m crazy. And I really love my kids.

Tea Party

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Recently my mom gave me her grandmother’s china and several of her pretty serving pieces. As I was storing them away the thought came to me that my mom can’t really enjoy a trip to a proper tea shop anymore, so I decided to bring the proper tea shop to her. We set the table with my great-grandma’s china and I made scones, Devonshire cream, chocolate covered strawberries, lemon bars, and chicken salad sandwiches on croissants. There was also English Breakfast tea, of course.

It was a lovely lunch today with the six ladies (my mom, myself, and my four girls) and worth all the time in the kitchen both in prep and clean up. And now we have a lot of scones left over, so guess what’s for breakfast tomorrow?