Reasonable Resilience

I couldn't resist posting this picture of Grace. A little mommy already. Yes those are pumps she's wearing. You know I always do the dishes in heels...Like mother like daughter;)

I've been forgetting what day it is. I think we need a break. I can't keep everything straight and I'm not good at keeping a planner. I need to start training myself to write things down and look at the plan for each day. Any suggestions for a non-planner needing to plan?

Have you seen this ? Maybe I should be a movie critic. I went through every possible emotion during this movie I can't even begin to explain it. How can you go through life feeling like you are in control ? There is no way to be in control . So this movie, it's, it's... great . I figured it out too. Eric , my husband, he's my exception . He isn't the rule . I guess you'll have to watch it, oh and let me know when you do because I will watch it with you. I heart movies. (I would make that little heart symbol if I could, but I honestly have no idea how to)

I've been watching our young neighbors pack up their little house much like ours and put everything they own in a Ryder truck to move just about 20 miles north. These young people have been living next to us for 4 of the 5 years we have lived in our house. They have seen both kids from the days we brought them home from the hospital and have become best friends with Lucy, our two year old lab (I think she might like them more than us but that's beside the point). This young couple keeps to themselves, but are friendly in conversation when we are playing outside with our kids and throwing Frisbees with Lucy . As I type they pull their belongings out of our little neighborhood and travel to their new home to unpack it all and start new and fresh. I don't know their names and am only sure that the young girl in a dental hygienist and her boyfriend works in a design field . The thing about them is that they aren't that young. They aren't much younger than us, the...

I would like to introduce you to the Barlow Girls. These girls are amazing and I have grown to love them. I only wish that this awesome christian music was available when I was young and impressionable. Maybe I wouldn't have been jaded by Alanis and Fiona ( but who doesn't enjoy a little scream fest now and again? GIRLS RULE!) The music that comes forth from these three is something I could only wish to be able to produce. If you would today, or someday when you have time go to their website here and take a look around. Read the About section and find some insipring news about the songs on their new album Love & War. They started out gearing their music towards younger audiences, but have found that mothers, fathers and the like are relating to their meaningful words. I hope that you will take some time and look. You can listen to their entire album on the love & war music player. Here are my favs: Beautiful Ending Our Worlds Collide Love is Marching Time for You to G...

Update: If you came to read about hating Mckmama I will just send you here to tell you how I feel Let's be HONEST! _______________________________________ Okay, so I found out that when searching google for mckmama or mckmama haters you find my blog. What the? I just thought I would mention that my intention is not to hate on or even really to have that much of an opinion on the issue. I thought it important to say that I'm not a mckmama basher and that I actually really like reading her blog and reading on the blogfrog as well. I think maybe people could be swayed in one direction when searching something and not really knowing the whole story or reading further into the writers posts.There was one post that aired my feelings of being upset by something that I read on mckmamas blog, but as a woman and a mother I can say that my emotions can get the best of me at times and that I have turned a corner and know that I'm not alone in my decision...

Here I am once again reading one of my usual blogs The Extraordinary Ordinary and Heather has done it again, taken words right from my heart and thrown them on a blog page. So I'll lead you there and hope that for you it feels the same. I love my past , wish I hadn't made any mistakes but I really did learn from them and I really hope my future surpasses it. http://theextraordinaryordinary.blogspot.com/

Are you ready for some football ? I don't think I'm quite ready this year, but we put out our Michigan flag last night and we're planning on watching the game today. Notre Dame just might go down. Here's hoping, otherwise it makes for a grumpy husband . This is what I'm ready for. Here's to you Maize and Blue . Now for a cheer they are here, triumphant! Here they come with banners flying, In stalwart step they're nighing, With shouts of vict'ry crying, We hurrah, hurrah, we greet you now, Hail! Far we their praises sing For the glory and fame they've bro't us Loud let the bells them ring For here they come with banners flying Far we their praises tell For the glory and fame they've bro't us Loud let the bells them ring For here they come with banners flying Here they come, Hurrah! (chorus) Hail! to the victors valiant Hail! to the conqu'ring heroes Hail! Hail! to Michigan The leaders and best! Hail! to the victors valiant Hail! to...

It's one of those days today. I forgot to take off my slippers this morning so I'm in that, you know, still sleeping not motivated, and definately not ready for the day. I've cried today for us. I thought for a moment that it was for me, but I really don't think so. I am sad for us. I know the kids don't care. They have faith like children, no pun intended. I'm sad for people who get shot in front of schools for being "over the top" and I'm sad for people who think it's okay that these people die. I'm sad for people who argue about who's right and who's wrong. Who's left and who's right. I'm not out of the loop I know because I have opinions, but am I sad because I'm not one to shout them from the rooftops? I'm sad that Grace isn't running into my arms when she comes home and telling me all about her day, although I know that's just not her style, mine either. I'm sad that I don't know how to make...

Okay , I'll catch you up. We had fun, until the end there we had a blast. Alone time at the cabin in Big Rapids was what we needed. Eric and I sat, read from our Love & Respect book, talked about it. We played 20 questions and I found out Eric is not very good at it (hee hee) After about an hour we were asking ourselves what we should do . We searched for cards, board games, anything. I guess they weren't joking when they said peaceful, quiet surroundings. The silence was deafening . I'm not sure I've been someplace that quiet, ever! We had family fun with the Steinkes on Sunday afternoon, I even tubed off the back of the boat. Monday on this Labor Day 2009 we had pancakes thanks to the Muskegon Lions club . "Grandpa's a lion?" Well...yes actually he is a lion and a great one at that. Lots of candy from very nice older men who didn't know that one of the other older gentlemen had already come by our part of the plastic covered picnic table...tw...

As Labor day approaches I am thrown into thoughts of my "job". Funny how I cannot say job without thinking of paranthesis. Do I work? I have a feeling everyone would say that yes, in fact you do work Kara. Anyone who thinks otherwise wouldn't have words to explain how I don't work therefore they wouldn't tell me even if they thought it. Eric and I are taking a break from work this weekend. We get a night away from our jobs. Eric is honestly excited about it. We aren't going to an event with no kids, we aren't going to a family function with no kids or even a wedding with no kids, we're just going...with no kids. I couldn't sleep last night and I'm pretty much done packing for a night with family (ies), then tomorrow, it's for us. It's been a LONG time since it was about us and our marriage and maybe talk about where we're going and where we've been. We're working on 7 years of marriage and I'm hoping the best are to come...

You know how after two days with the same fly in your house it starts to feel like a friend? "Good morning fly, how was your night?" "I'm sure you found Noah's leftovers under his chair that I was too tired to pick up appetizing." "Oh and yes, Grace's juice that spilled on the floor by the couch, yes I did have you in mind when I gave up wiping when the towel wouldn't reach that far." "I'm sure in a few minutes when Noah wakes and Grace askes for a drink you will be very thankful for their messes." buzz off