A Spoonful of Sugar

Making every day life as a mom just a little bit sweeter.

Yellow Light Testimony July 14, 2010

Filed under: Jesus rocks!,Juicy Little Mommy Tidbits,Speaking a Thousand Words... — Janine Chance @ 9:44 am

We all remember that game, right?! Red light! Everyone stops….and thennnn…Green light! Everyone run, run, run…run for your life! Then…Red light! Remember how hard it was to go from green to red in an instant? Someone always fell over or tripped up trying to come to a dead stop after flying across the yard in the hopes of being the first one across the finish line. There was no yellow light in that game…no slowing down to give you time to think. Hmmm. Sounds so familiar. Oh! that would be because that pretty much describes my life right now! Well, last night, I slowed down. Finally got the yellow light, and it wasn’t because I got smart, or used wisdom. No, it took an injury.

Here’s my story.

I absolutely love, love, love having people at my house and entertaining.

This describes our home:


We love it, but it’s all fun and games until…

We had friends over for dinner, and I decided to make my homemade zeppoles

(a delectable Italian donut~recipe to be posted on a later date) for dessert.

I borrowed their fryer (they live right next door) to make it easier and move the process along. I was once again going a hundred miles an hour flying around my kitchen, cleaning up, getting ready to make coffee..you know, movin‘ and groovin‘. I went to move the fryer over to get to the coffee pot, (the important stuff) when the rubber feet on the fryer got caught up and studdered on the glass cook top stove and hot oil came flying out. A large splash on the inside of my wrist immediately began to burn, along with the splashes of oil that hit my neck and chest. I paused, trying to collect myself, and to see how bad it was. Was I on fire? Was my entire neck and arm melting away? My husband came over immediately and looked at my neck. His alarmed face was sign enough that it was bad. In my mind, I immediately began to pray.

I mean, what else should I do? Screaming certainly wouldn’t have been beneficial, so I decided to go with prayer. Good choice.

Now, you may not believe that God can heal, but I myself have experienced it. Not just once, so, I knew He could, and wanted to heal me.

Even though I’ve experienced it, I still hear myself say,

‘God, help me in my unbelief’…after all, I’m just human you know.

My friends immediately sprung into action, getting all of the items needed for first aid for burns….ice packs, vitamin E, Aloe, you name it…My wrist was swollen and blistering and the blister on my neck had broken open. The pain was intense. My husband and friends gathered around me and prayed, while I placed the ice pack on my neck and chest. I was most concerned about my wrist because it was the one closest to the fryer and got the biggest splash of oil, and I couldn’t bend it. As they prayed, I felt the pain begin to subside. By the time they were done praying, the blister had gone down, there was only some shading left where the blister was, and I was able to move it all around.

I went to bed, exhausted, but feeling pretty good. The big test for me and my unbelief was getting through the night…

once the ibuprofen wore off, and time went by without putting ice on it…

“I know He can do it, but would He do it for me? Now?”

I fell asleep at 11 last night, and slept through until 6:30 this a.m.

When I woke up, my once burned wrist was underneath my pillow,

tucked up under my head without a care.

I pulled it out and looked.


That’s it….that’s all that was left, without an ounce of pain.

I immediately reached up and grabbed my chest, and felt the blister, but no pain.

Slightly disappointed, I looked into the mirror in the bathroom and saw it there.


“That is what your arm should have looked like..” is all I heard.

That one little spot at the bottom of my neck is a small example of what I escaped everywhere else.

(Don’t mind the freckles…= )

Looking at my clothing, I should be covered with blisters.

The oil went straight through my clothes, but never burned my skin.

What did I learn from this, besides the fact that God is awesome and miracles do happen?

Add a yellow light.

SLOW DOWN!

I tell my girls that all the time, so I need to do as I say. Lesson learned.

I am thankful to God, and to those who prayed, but I leave you with this:

Let your testimony be your balanced life, not your lack of burned skin.

P.S…I did turn to my girls when it happened and said to them, “This is why Mommy tells you to slow down.” The mom in me just couldn’t help myself. It was important for them to learn the lesson along with me. I took advantage of the whole ‘I say things for a reason’ moment. Moi importante, Mommies.

This post was linked to:

Wordful Wednesday @


 

May Moving Madness~Unexpected May 26, 2010


With all of this going on:

You’d think we wouldn’t have time for this:

Well, think again.

We rescued her on Friday with the intention of ‘finding her a good home’.

Well, with three weepy, already-attached little girls,

we decided to give her a one week trial.

Okay, fine, I’ll admit it. I fell for her, too.

(After all, she has my husbands long legs and my brown eyes.)

After only two days,

After searching for a reason NOT to keep her…

A vet visit telling us she wouldn’t get much bigger,

and that she has an amazing disposition,

there wasn’t a reason to be found.

She’s completely 80% house-trained, is just so sweet, crazy cute,

has the most beautiful face, and has captured all of our hearts.

Introducing Abby.

Our five-pound friend is here to stay.

This post was linked to:

Wordful Wednesday @


Wordless Wednesday @


and


and

 

May Moving Madness~No Time For Tired May 23, 2010


Last night, as I packed up box #100, I started feeling extremely sleepy. It was only 10:30, but felt like 2 a.m. My head was hurting, and then I realized it’s because I still had my sunglasses on top of my head from hours earlier. Nice. Staying up every night packing, organizing, finishing school with the girls, making phone calls closing up shop here, and opening up shop there, etc…etc…while still trying to get in some down time has taken up most of my days lately. It’s hard to stay motivated, especially when ‘home’ no longer feels like ‘home’ because it is inundated with boxes and smells like packing tape instead of my favorite candle.

Waaa!

I was losing motivation.

Wanting to take a break…okay, more like a ‘spring’ break.

I was about to quit when it hit me and I just knew…

it is time

Time to take out the big guns.

To unleash the beast.

Time to bust out the one thing that keeps me motivated every time I look in the mirror…

*********************************************************

********************************************************

That’s right, baby…it’s Old Faithful

my Wonder Woman shirt!!!

It’s faded, bleach-stained, the bottom in unraveling and I just don’t care.

No matter how tired I am, when I put on ‘the shirt’, I have a rep to protect.

An image to uphold!

I can’t, and won’t let my girl down!!

Let’s do this thing.


***********************************************************

(My bloggy friend Heidi over at wonderwomanwannabe.com would be proud!)

This post was appropriately linked to:



 

May Moving Madness!~ Life Under the Big Top May 19, 2010


picture courtesy of moosemedia.net

I have to start out this little ‘circus-themed’ post singing…I-T-Y-S! I-T-Y-S! (OK, you have to sing those letters out, with attitude and feeling!)

That’s a little joke between my girls and I. Whenever something happens that we said would happen, we sing the ‘I-T-Y-S’ song.

Oh, sorry…let me clue you in.

It’s the ‘I told you so’ song !

I love getting to sing it to my girls when they are insistent about something, that I, (because I am just so old and decrepit and have been around longer), know is not accurate. When the realization comes that I was actually right, I say to them,

“Oh please? Please can I sing it?” They dramatically roll their eyes, smile and say, “Fine, Mom…if you have to.”

Ahhh…the joys of motherhood!

Why am I singing the ‘I told you so’ song?

ONLY BECAUSE I TOLD YOU GOD WOULD DO IT!!! AND HE DID IT RIGHT ON TIME!

(I’m certainly not saying that you were wrong, or not believing with me…it’s just so much fun to sing that song!)

I know it has nothing to do with a circus! I just couldn’t help myself!

Thanks for putting up with me. *sigh* Ok, back to the circus thing…

(*Ahem*…in my best ‘ring master’ voice…)

Step Right Up…Ladies and Gentlemen!! Come join us under the Big Top!

Come and see what amazing and spectacular things we have in store for you!!

That’s right, my fine friends! It’s aaaa-maaaa-zing!!!

We have an address!

Incredible? You bet! Not only do we have an address, but it is in a community with family and friends we love, and it is in the town we call home!

I think God must really like us. *Big, warm, fuzzy smile here*

Seriously, though! What a circus this has been! So crazy!

Crazy, yes…but by far, has been the most amazing endeavor to date.

Amazing why, you ask? Allow me to explain:

It’s amazing, because as we trust… as we walk this ‘tightrope of Faith’, we believe that although it can be frightening, it will not only withstand the pressure of each step, but that it is leading us straight to a sturdy finish. And ultimately, when we get to the other side and take the blindfold off, we look back and realize we were going straight the whole time, and the platform of safety is right in front of us.

We are overwhelmed with feelings of security and excitement, yet as we step onto that secure platform, we turn around and suddenly become aware of the danger that eluded us. It causes you to shudder, whereas while in the middle of that rope, your determination to survive only allowed your focus to be on attaining the prize of security. It is only now that you allow yourself to look at how high up you were, and the incredible distance between that rope and the ground below. But you realize that the distance from one side to the other was only a short one, although walking it felt like miles. You are flooded with feelings of relief, assurance and comfort. And then suddenly, your emotional stupor is interrupted, and the thundering sound of applause breaks the silence in your mind. You hear the roar of the crowd celebrating your accomplishment! You look all around under the big top, and people of all ages are standing… cheering, and you are convinced at that moment that there is not one person under this big top who is as relieved as you are.

However, in my case, the roar of my crowd comes from my Father in heaven… my heart is full, and there is no desire to take a bow.

The desire is only to give one. To bow in awe of His infinite ability to get us from one side to the other, unscathed.

So, as you juggle your way through this life, remember that you do not have to be your own Ring Master.

Put your blindfold on, and step out…putting one foot in front of the other, and hold tight to the balance bar of grace.

One of the biggest blessings to come out of this, is that I have three little girls who have not only walked this out with us, but are now experiencing the fruit of their labor, and filled with a joy that is unspeakable. Every ounce of uncertainty and stress was worth the gift of assurance my girls were able to receive. They will be living directly across the street from their aunt and cousins, and just 7 houses down the road from Grandma. They will be less than 10 minutes away from church with the ability to participate and be a blessing to others through their gifts and abilities. They will be surrounded by friends and family, while still being close enough to visit the friends they are leaving behind.

Smack dab in the center of God’s goodness.

Oh, and by the way…guess who gets to come with us?

Yup, there’s even room for the boys…

So, what’s going on under your Big Top?

This post was linked to:

Wordful Wednesday at

(Appropriate post for this blog carnival, dontchathink?)

 

May Moving Madness~Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy! May 12, 2010


You remember that, don’t you?  C’mon….admit it!  Whether you were a fan or not, everyone remembers the Wren and Stimpy Happy Happy Joy Joy song!  I hear you!!!  You’re singing it now, aren’t you?  Hee hee!  Well, I was never a huge fan, but I certainly remember that song.  That was it!  The WHOLE song!  Just Happy Happy, Joy Joy!  Simple, huh?  Here is a list of my simple Happy Happy Joy Joy thoughts:

Happy – Having a God who knows and loves me enough to put up with me..forever.

If I thought it would help, I’d pray for Him.

Happy – Having a husband who has loved me enough over the past 14 years to really find out what makes me smile, and doing it…with a smile.

Joy – Watching my three daughters laugh and joke around like the best of friends…

even after a full day of home-schooling together, doing chores, packing boxes, and going to the dentist.

Joy – Knowing that no matter what, we can live with the glass full, not just half-full.  That’s something to celebrate…that’s living a life of total happiness…total Grace.

 

This is the particular glass that I have full this morning.

Well, paper cup, anyway…

Life is good…life is happy. 

What’s your Happy Happy Joy Joy this morning?

This post is part of the Five for Ten blog carnival at:

and

Wordless Wednesday with:

seniledomentia.com,

Five Minutes For Mom.com

Baby Making Machine.com

and Wordful Wednesday with:

 

 

Dip, Drool, Drizzle and Giggle! May 8, 2010


Today is our Mother-Daughter Banquet at church. I certainly have the whole ‘mother and daughter’ part of this shindig covered, wouldn’t you say? The church asked my Mom-in-Law (who is a pastor) to speak. My oldest daughter will be playing the guitar, my middle daughter will be on the drums, I will be singing, and of course,my little one will be greeting people at the door. Pretty awesome, huh? Talk about a family affair! My hubby is the pastor, but he’s not invited.  No boys allowed!

Anyway, I went shopping yesterday afternoon for the decorations and such, then went to the church to set it all up. I took Gracie and Monkey with me to help (my middle and youngest.) It’s a good thing, too, or I’d have been there forever! They were such a huge help…(although I did allow them the choice to either keep their punishment from earlier and go to bed early, or come help me set up. Of course, they chose to help. Smart girls! Who am I kidding…smart mommy! I was outta there in like half the time!)

Afterwards, I came home and started on my ‘dessert offering’ for the banquet. I was also going to make my ‘meal offering’ which was my rockin’ chicken salad on croissants, (to be posted next week) but it was already quarter to eleven. Oops. Oh well, late night again! As I started to set up, all three of my girls came into the kitchen, washed their hands and turned to me with a smile. Now, it’s certainly not routine for my children to be awake and ready to go at eleven o’clock at night, much less me being ready to begin a project like this at that time, but looking at the amount of work  ahead of me, I smiled back and set up their stations. My little sous chefs were ready to party!

OOOHH! Chocolate covered strawberries drizzled with white chocolate!

(I think the inevitable ‘chef’s snack’ as I call it, was definitely an incentive!)

Don’t they look yummy? I am definitely not a big fan of chocolate, but even I get excited about these!

I know, I know…you’re thinking “She’s nuts! Not a big fan of chocolate?!”

Nope…I don’t really get into sweets all that much.

However, I can be a sucker for Starburst and the most hard-core sour candy you can dish out from time to time!

How am I doin’ Mom?

I think she said, “I can’t wait until tomorrow…” like a hundred times!

Oh yeah, I think my help is fading….she’s using her non-dipping arm to hold her head up!

I think I lost the two younger ones around 11:45…and my oldest bailed about a half hour later.

I know it’s late, but we had fun, and it was a Friday night. They can sleep in.

We dipped. We drooled. We drizzled…and we definitely giggled.

Another fun memory for the “Remember that time we…” box.

Here’s the finished product in the fridge ready for the banquet:

Voila!

Good thing I took this picture…I’ll use it as evidence if there are any missing strawberries when I take them out for the banquet in the morning…

Hmmmm we’ll see……?

Happy Saturday!

 

Reflections… April 16, 2010

Filed under: Movin' on up!,Speaking a Thousand Words... — Janine Chance @ 8:33 am

As I was taking care of moving plans this week, I was thinking back on our time here

and how my girls have grown over the past three years.

I was looking through all of my pictures and reminiscing, and thought I’d share a few with you.

Christmas 2008

McKenna started Kindergarten here…she looks so little! (wow! and look at all those teeth!)

Before
After

Madelyn donated 14 inches of her hair to

Locks of Love…

So proud of her…it was her idea for her

10th birthday!

During…

and Kaitlyn went from little girl…

to not-so-little girl…

This is her with Dad at worship practice…she’s getting really good!

But one thing hasn’t changed….they’re ALWAYS silly!

SO SILLY!!

Crazy girls!

Easter 2010

I hope you enjoyed this short walk down

memory lane with me today.

This post was linked to:

and