2010

Last year to the day I was recovering from oral surgery. It's pretty funny thinking about it now..the chipmunk cheeks, the drug induced calling and texting, and inability to feel my face left me hungry and completely unable to feed myself. Who knew scooping a spoon full of milkshake from the container to my mouth would be such a challenge. I didn't know anything was amiss until I felt the sticky ice cream dripping down my chest. I wasn't amused.

The months that followed into 2010 were different. Very different. I'm more than happy to put this year behind me.

I look forward to 2011. God has called me unto himself for a season without distraction, and that means no men. For those of you who know me, you already understand that this is gonna be an interesting ride as I begin a 6 month fast from men and sugar, a few of my idols. In regards to men, that means no dating, talking, texting, chatting, emailing, etc. In regards to sugar well....this pains me as much as it does saying goodbye to men. I love me some sugar and that means no ice cream or other sugary treats.

Another round of Recovery at the Village will begin in the next week for me as well. We'll see what other festering wounds God will uncover. Beware my chicas, if this next round is anything like the first, you already know! haha!

Happy New Year!!

Chain Gang

I've been dancing around to this song for the last two days. I like it!!

Found this version tonight and it makes my heart squeal with delight. I've always been partial to this sound. As a little girl I used to have a fascination with music from this era, perhaps my Dad had something to do with that.

Roddey.

I was inspired to post a picture for the previous post.

Quite possibly the cutest picture of Roddey-Monster
Don't let the face fool you......he's not as sweet as he pretends to look, but he does have his moments.

Us having a moment after a quick play in the snow last year.

*Renatta & Uyen I can totally hear "awwwww-ing" right now. I love you!

Another Lesson

Earlier today I emailed my accountability partner, Dane. I was having a 'moment' and needed to write it out for her. Later that night, the moment had long passed and nearly forgotten, she returned my email. Her sweet reassurance and firm grip on truth drove my heart into prayer.

While praying I could hear my dog outside my door. He was sniffing and scratching to get in, but because the door was firmly shut he wasn't able to bulldoze his way in, as is his habit. A few moments later my sister opened the door and he came flying into the bedroom. I could hear the clinks of tags and the huffing of his breathing as he searched for me. He darted into the bathroom, then onto the bed and finally he found me moments later on the floor (not my usual place, so it took him a minute). He all too eagerly jumped into my lap, tail wagging a mile a minute, and eyes searching my face with concern as I was crying. Listening to the way he earnestly searched for and found me, was humbling. He loves me dearly and rests well knowing that I'm within site or touch.

I desire to liken this scenario to my relationship with God, but sadly that's not the case. Why am I not so often eager to find him, even knowing that He's always available to me? Typically, I surrender and crawl into His presence when I'm hurting or scared, but not so much so when I'm elated or angry.

Shortly after my moment with Roddey (my dog). I read this blog post by Paul Tripp, it was perfectly timed. Read it here.

Washing Dishes

Generally, I'm not a huge fan of washing dishes, however, I love washing them with my nephew. It's the coolest thing to watch him learn, he's such a sponge.

I'm looking forward to relearning so many things with this little dude.

Runner's High

The video below was embedded from this website. It inspires something deep within me.

A Runner's High by Ben Redmond from Mishmash on Vimeo.

Thank you for all who prayed for me yesterday.
I took the risk and it was difficult.
I was challenged and it sucked.

Breakfast

I sat at my computer with a bowl of cereal in hand this morning before work and decided to visit an old friend's blog. Her writing always stirs my heart.

today was no different.

Please read

http://knowing-him.blogspot.com/2010/06/returning-to-place-of-failure-joshua-8.html

Are you a Christian?

That's a pretty standard question around these parts.

Last night around 8pm I was asked "How risky would you say your life is in regards to your spiritual walk?" After a bit of thought I came to the conclusion that it's not. I haven't had to take a risk in such a long time and I've had this gnawing feeling lately that my time is up once again.

The Risk: I recently made the acquaintance of someone who, in a very short time, I've grown to deeply respect and admire. I have a desire to see this new friendship grow, but I'm afraid that our spiritual differences may stand in the way. I have to take the risk and share what Jesus has done in my life, but because I've typically been such a spiritual mess I feel ill equipped to represent us as a body.

Today I was openly asked by this person, via email, if I was a Christian. God has evidently drawn the line. I can either stay where I am and risk nothing or take the risk.

Pray for me. Pray that I would surrender my will, open my closed fists and walk in obedience.

Delicious!!!

I wasn't going to post this until tomorrow, but I couldn't stand it any longer! My sister (Margarita Infante) had a photo session with our brother, sister-in-law, & nephew, Deavin a few weeks ago at Teddy Bear Park. This little dude wore them all out! I don't think she's ever had such a trying photoshoot, but the end results were well worth it!!

I'm unable to decide which photo is my favorite as I love them all. He looks like such a big boy in the far right photo. I love it, but it causes me to realize that time is moving so much faster than we even realize. Last November he was only 5 months old. ahhh!!!

Photographer: Margarita Infante

Christmas Card 2010

I just finished this tonight! I hope y'all like it! It took me forever to find photos of us in 2010. Apparently we were a bit camera shy this year. Go figure! Merry Christmas to all!!!!!!

Looking forward to 2011 BIG TIME!

If you'd like a card email me your address. *muah*

Just one bite

While putting together a Christmas card for 2010 I came across this photo. It cracks me up. He's so intense and desperately wants some of my Cheerios. I almost felt sorry for him. *almost*

On a side note. He must've just gotten back from the groomers because he's still waering his little neckerchief dealie, which he normally rips off as soon as he's able. Also, note that his girlie 'do was totally my bad. Apparently I don't explain myself well to the groomers because this was the end product of my specification. Sorry, Roddey.

Another Gym Moment

Last night I headed to the gym a bit later than usual and I wasn't all that surprised to see new faces. However! I was semi surprised to see a hipster-esque guy wearing an argyle sweater, scarf, skinny jeans, leg warmers and red converse workin' his hipster biceps.

I unloaded, grabbed some gear and headed to an empty spot. While selecting some free weights that were positioned directly in front of him I caught a glimpse of the both us in the mirror. He was pretty to say the least with this perfectly spiky hair and I was looking rather rough in my yoga pants, shirt, frizzy curly-hair pony and minimal make up.

Suddenly the train of thought in my head came to a complete halt when I remembered this line from Sixteen Candles.

hahaha! Life is so great! Love y'all!

Urban Dictionary - Ma'am

You see?!?!!?! I'm not the only one who feels aged by being ma'amed!

(I left out some of the other, ahem, more colorful urban dic defs)

ma'am	28 up, 29 down
	buy ma'am mugs, tshirts and magnets to call a woman "ma'am," especially when she is (or thinks she is) way too young to be considered one. (some twenty-something): oh my god, that waiter just ma'amed me. (a friend): ha ha, you got ma'amed by a guy twice your age!

Ma'am. He called me Ma'am.

A few weeks ago while shopping at Wal-mart this rather cute post college aged cashier guy and I had a 'moment'. It wasn't super flirty just semi fun flirty. I remember heading out to my car and thinking 'awww he was cute, and God.... you gave him really pretty eyes.'

end of scene.

Earlier this week I headed to Wal-Mart post my workout to grab some sick supplies for my sister, who started feeling ill earlier that day. I did my rounds, checked out and headed for my car. Just as I was fixin' to unload my cart, I heard this loud crashing sound and it startled me (because it was too close for comfort) so I jumped, semi squealed and clutched for some invisible being in the air. hahaha! I wouldn't have been a big deal, but when I searched for the source of the noise I came to find this younger guy at the opposite end of the cart station, you know the place where we're supposed to leave our carts!!, smiling and semi laughing at my reaction. I playfully screamed "YOU SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME!!" and he apologized, but continued to laugh. Another guy Wal-Mart cart guy appeared and asked if i was OK. I was smiling when I said "yeah, I'm good, but I like how your friend over there asked the same question but couldn't keep from LAUGHING AT ME!!" They both laughed and apologized again, it was all in good fun.

When I finished unloading I asked them what they wanted me to do with my cart. I didn't wanna be a dork and walk all the way to the front of their cart stacking pile and mess up their system and I also didn't want to seem rude and just leave it in the recently cleared out cart station. Thankfully they were nice and let me just leave it in the empty station thingy. As I was about to get in my car the second Wal-mart guy says "I hope you have a good night, ma'am" it was then that I noticed it was cute wal-mart cashier guy from a couple weeks ago and he just called me ma'am..................

In one hand I was super proud of our Texan boys for having proper Texan manners, but in the other I was also heart-dented when I realized I was now a "ma'am". Not cool. totally not cool. :)