Swingtown!!!!!!!

Ok, I have seen the ad for this new series enough times to be shocked! What has Hollywood come to? As I was thinking about what to write, I didn't just want to go on and on. I then remembered another show I was shocked at. I think it was called Daniel or some other biblical name. I want to say it was on CBS? Maybe over 2 years ago?

Anyways, when we were living in Chicago we listened to MBI in the mornings. And I had heard that people were boycotting watching this show because how wrong it was. And it got cancelled. I think as Christians here is another chance to do the same. I feel this show is way worse and can show not just adults but teenagers who have access to this show what the world has to offer (things do not bring glory and honor to God). These teenagers will see that it is ok to break away from a monogamous scared marriage into one filled with sex with others, male or female. Lord Protect them!!!!


I am off of my pedastal.

We reach a scorching 95 degrees today and I wonder what will August look like?

I am super excited today. I have not seen one of my greatest friends in over a year and I get to see her today!! Praise Jesus!!!

I pray anyone reading this has at least one friend whom you call or email with anything. I can do this with Erica. We have been friends for 10 years!!! And to start off we did not have a lot in common at first. Now, it does not matter, I love her anyways.

We have been very busy lately. Elizabeth is learning to put 2 words together to communicate which has been rather enjoyable. She will say things like"me hand." Sometimes that means she wants you to hold her hand or perhaps there is something wrong with her hand. Her best one is "Want to hug you." This always means she wants to be picked up. Interesting that she uses that term "hug" because when asked she can give a hug. Another favorite which is actually more than 2 words,"I don't like it." She only says this when she is given something to eat that she does not like, which is almost everything. We are making progress on eating, she will eat peanut butter sandwiches, carrots, occasional broccoli (tree) and grilled cheese. These are added to her menu.


The picture of the 3 girls was taken at a friend's house while celebrating a birthday. We have known this family for awhile even before we moved. These 3 girls get a long great. The 4 year old loves playing with the 2 almost 2 year olds especially now that they are all very mobile.

Nothing else for now. Onto Extreme Home Makeover.

Finally.

We have been living in an apartment for 5 years this coming June which will also be our 5th Anniversary. Crazy how time flies! I am in no way complaining that we did it. There is no way we could have afforded anything in the Chicago suburbs. Which is one reason why we are here in Nashville. However apartment living gets a little nuts with a toddler and then the prospect of having another baby in an apartment seems to make it shrink to a studio apartment. No! I am not prego but we will be trying soon. Which leads me to where we are going.

We have been or I should say I have been looking for the past 2 months. Adam would come and look at any pictures or hop in the car to make it to an appointment. We found the place that fits us.

Before I write more, there is another reason we are wanting to move away from where we are. Most of Adam's clients are no longer right across the street.

Ok, this new place is a rehabbed duplex in the West Nashville area. ( we currently are also considered West Nashville). It has 2 bedrooms, 1.5 baths and 2 floors. Everything has been redone. From flooring to new roof. They also are willing to hold it for us until we can move in. WE can't move in until the end of June. That was a major answer to prayer.

Playdoh?

This morning around 530 am, I feel a little tap tap. It is Adam. He says" I can't find my keys." We look all around the apartment and even the Elizabeth's room. We tried not to wake her but Adam needed these keys to open up Climb Nashville where he teaches an early morning class. He leaves without keys and teaches his class in the parking lot. Oops. I try to go back to bed and Elizabeth decides she wants to stay up. Ahh Man. She comes into bed with me. She lies down however continuously puts her fingers in my mouth, eyes and nose. We finally get out of bed and I search once again for the keys but nothing. We eat breakfast and I try to retrace my footsteps. I remembered Elizabeth played with playdoh the night before I shake the containers and nothing. She sees me do it and asks to play with it. Ok. sure. I open it up and dig out the playdoh and lo and behold, the keys.

VICTORY!!!

He did it!It was a crazy day. He made his time and then some. His goal was 3:56 and he came in at 3:44. WOW!!!

The day started off rough minus getting up at 4:00 am. A thunderstorm has just started and I had to get Adam and another runner across town to LP Field and then back to the start. We sat in traffic and then chinese fire drilled it. He hopped into the other runner's car and I jumped in the driver's seat of our car and headed to the start. I went to pick up Aunt TT and Elizabeth and then somehow made it in time to see him come down mile 4 and then around 7. We went for coffee and my poor sis and her hubby were still lost. We went to the finish and waited. Jen and her hubby finally caught up and we planted ourselves right at mile marker 26 and waited. We saw some pretty excellent finishes. A man ran probably totally on will alone. He was running and you could only really see the whites of his eyes. Spooky. The usual tear jerker, a father running in with his daughters. Adam finished right where he needed.

His goal like I said in the previous post was Boston. For those of you who don't know, not just anyone can sign up for Boston. You have to have a qualifying time. Only some marathons are certified where a time will count for Boston. Nashville is one as well is Chicago and some more. Adam wanted to make Boston running at Chicago. However, Chicago is already full. YIKES! Now he is looking into doing the Marine Corp marathon in D.C. We shall see. We are proud of our running man.

IronMan

On April 26, 2008, at 7 am, Adam will run in his 3rd marathon. The first 2 he did not train as he should. He never ran further than 14 miles. This training program he was able to do through work and ran a great 21 miler. I am extremely proud of him and the training he has done. He has taken time away from his family and time away from sleeping in Saturday mornings. I am in no way complaining. Half the time he ran when we were having nap time. His long time goal is to qualify for the Boston. He is thinking that he probably won't make the cut here in Nashville but will try for Chicago.

We have a lot going on for him this coming weekend. His family is coming in and we are throwing a pasta party, making t-shirts etc... Totally cheesy but we want him to make his goal too. This blog is really no more than a brag on my hubby. We are off to the races, (no pun intended) from extra cleaning, lots of cooking of noodles and loving on this running man.

The Joy of Laughter

Last summer I taught swim lessons on Tues and Thurs. The season of lessons has started once again. I enjoy teaching the lessons because it is easy and good money. However there are other reasons I enjoy it. I have had the priviledge of watching a 5 year old boy overcome his fear of water and actually learn to swim. I had never started a lesson with someone that green. By the end of last summer he could swim part of a length of the pool. It was a great joy for him to be able to keep up with his older brother.

This season I have 2 little girls that bring joy to me. The first is a 3 almost 4 year old who smiles throughout the whole lesson. Even when she goes under and struggles to reach out for my hand, she smiles. Too bad that when life makes us feel like we are drowning we do not have a smile on our face as we reach out for our Saviour. We wonder why the Saviour was not there to prevent us from drowning or at least to keep us from going under further than we felt comfortable with. Nonetheless, we still smile when we are once again brought up from the bottom.
The second girl is 4 year old girl. Our first lesson was pretty silent except for her sweet voice singing O Channukah, O Channukah. Too bad I don' know those words. The lesson we had today was a very different lesson. She was laughing while letting go little by little of her extremely hard grip on my arms. The joy she was finding of the freedom of letting go. The little girl was yet another example to me in the joy she found of letting go. Do I ever find that freedom? And if I do ,do I laugh with joy or cringe in fear? More than likely letting go and Trusting , I cringe. But I have a teacher who is very capable and loving to help me laugh ,one day ,in that freedom.
A couple weekends ago we decided to get out Elizabeth's golf clubs. Of course they are plastic but her daddy sure had fun trying to teach her.