Wednesday, August 26, 2009

The Ol' List

Remember my list? The "30 Before 30" one? It's time to knock a few more off.

This one should be fun. #15 -- Perfect a Cookie Recipe.

Here's the problem. I'm overwhelmed.

Overwhelmed by cookies? Yes, overwhelmed.

What kind should I start with?

Should I keep it simple?

Chocolate chip?

Sugar Cookies, gingersnaps, snickerdoodle?

Or make something fancy like macaroons?

Help me decide. Please.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Healthy Goals: Redo

Don't you love it how when you commit to doing something hard, you struggle more than ever? Yeah, me neither. After eating more food this weekend than what any human should consume(that gyro and funnel cake at the fair were to die for), I went to sleep Sunday night with thoughts and commitments to myself for a healthy week. And then I got to work on Monday, and someone had brought donuts... and then a friend invited me to lunch... and then Tuesday we went out to eat for a co-worker's birthday. Seriously, can I catch a break???

Here's the story, I've been working hard to be the healthiest, most fit person I can be for the last 3 years. I joined Weight Watchers, and started going to the gym. I've been successful, but I'm not there yet. Actually, I'm about half way there. Let's be honest, I'm tired of half-way.

I can't tell you what that ultimate goal looks like. I think I'll know when I get there. If you'd be so kind to humor me while I document my journey, I'd love you to pieces. I can promise you, goals will be recorded, met, shattered, and failed, and I promise not to give up. I'm hoping for more shattering, less failing, please.

And for the love of all things, could someone tell the doctors to stop bringing the donuts??? Seriously.

P.S. Your thoughts, tips, and encouragement are always welcome. :)

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Bottom Line

On January 27, 2008, my sister-in-law gave birth to the most precious baby boy I have ever seen. He was perfect – 10 fingers and 10 toes, hands and lips that looked like his daddy’s. The only problem is that he was born at 23 weeks after his mother’s water broke spontaneously in the night. He was just too little to make it. After living for just 15 minutes, my nephew Kane went to be with Jesus. I watched my 23 year old brother plan the funeral of his first born son, with a grace and strength that could have only come from the Father. As he carried the casket of his 1 pound, 5.7 ounce baby it was evident that the burden he bared weighed far more than what he held with his physical hands. I also saw his mom mourn and attempt to let go of all the hopes and dreams she had created for her baby that she would never see grow up. A gut-wrenching thing to do, I am sure.

Here's the thing. Everywhere I turn some one's talking about the Obama Health Care Plan and I'm sure it's no surprise that I am adamantly opposed. There are more reasons than I would ever want to get into. Trust me, there's a lot of them. But there is one reason I can not fight or ignore. From my understanding, his plan, as modeled after the one is Massachusetts, allows for late term abortions for a $50 co-pay. If that's true, that makes me sick.

I've been questioning whether it's insensitive to use Kane's story to prove the point I want to make. But you see, I got that call from my brother in the middle of the night, and I rushed to the hospital and watched his mom cling to a perfectly formed human being. At 23 weeks. A baby. Not just a fetus. And I just can't understand why someone would want to or could go through with an abortion after seeing what I saw.

Bottom line, that's why I won't support the Obama Plan.

You want to talk about rights now?

Monday, August 10, 2009

Terribly Happy

I can't get enough of this blog. Her passion and love for life is contagious. Here's my very own list of 10 things that make me terribly happy!

1. Best friend reunions
2. The smell of my home after it’s been cleaned top to bottom
3. The first signs of Spring after a long, Midwest Winter
4. An American flag flying in the wind
5. A baby’s giggle (doesn't get much better)
6. Seeing the potential in others
7. The peace & security I have in my relationship with Jesus Christ
8. Post-it Notes & Mechanical Pencils
9. Diet Coke with a lime – the fizzier the better
10. Generosity

And to add to my list of happy things getting me through this Monday...

11. A new cardigan to wear today
12. A trip to Hobby Lobby over my lunch hour for project supplies
13. Figuring out what menu item I LOVE at Jimmy John's and picking it up after Hobby Lobby
14. Matt Lauer looking extra dapper in his gray suit this morning (is that embarrassing to admit?) and Al Roker being on vacation (I'm sorry, but sometimes he is too much for me).

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

A Bunch of Hot Air

I have lived in Des Moines for a big chunk of my life, but have never (that I can recall) been to the National Balloon Classic in Indianola. What is wrong with me? I'm thinking I need to make it there ASAP before this weekend when it ends because it sounds like a good time to me. Two things...Does that mean I'm getting old that I would like that sort of thing and does anyone else want to come?

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Lump In My Throat

I've been up since 4:15, and several times before that through the night. I'm restless, thinking about the future and how decisions I make now, will affect me, and possibly others, for years to come. I don't typically second guess myself and I don't like this feeling. I keep getting mad at myself for not doing things sooner. Then I remember that I have always loved my life. I'm trying to remember this, and mostly this.

I'm also thinking of friends, some close and some far away. I have to admit that I'm both sad and happy. I can barely see through the tears to type this. You'd probably laugh, if you could see me now. About the ones that are far away, I hope people who get to live near all them know how lucky they are. I'd give anything to put them all in one place and get to see them everyday. I would. And all their babies, ones just born and ones starting junior high this year. I'm praying for babies and overcome by how awesome it is to think of the potential in those kids and that God knew them before their moms ever felt them kick. That is so incredible. I'm thankful that I have a healthy niece because carrying a baby is not easy for everyone. She puts life in perspective.

As I write, and pray, and write, and pray I'm filled with peace. I know my steps are ordered of God, that He goes before me, that He chose me, and that there is no reason to worry.

And to all my friends facing your own trials, He thinks those things of you too. Isn't that humbling? It is for me.