A nice clean kitchen floor

I love a clean kitchen floor. Not the "I just mopped" clean that most of us are familiar with, but the "I was just down on my hands and knees for 1 hour scrubbing my kitchen floor" kind of clean. There is something about the sense of accomplishment, the feeling of "I climbed the mountain and conquered it". I just wish it would stay that way. I will look at it tonight after dinner and my eyes will tear up, because my little food hounds will have dropped and/or thrown food all over it. But that's ok, because they are only here for a short time, and then I have to watch them leave and start their own lives. So I will periodically hands-and-knees scrub my kitchen floor. Then I will stand back and marvel at it's beauty, for however short-lived its beauty is. Regardless of its pristine gloss and eat off of it cleanliness, knowing that my blessings are happy and loving me is enough to do it again and again. I can't wait until my darling hubby gets home to take in its magnificance. It will stay clean until he gets in, because the children are definitely banned from entering the kitchen. This is my proof that I don't sit around all day doing nothing!

Don't look at my baseboards, because those are not done yet. Another project, another day. I am the kind of person that decides to clean the baseboards, and then clean all of them in the entire house. I can't just clean the ones in one room. I feel defeated and lazy. Who knows, I may be a closet moron!

Ok, back to work. I have to put the table and chairs back in there. Right now they are all sitting in the familyroom. It's like trying to navigate through a maze to get to my bedroom.

"But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin." I John 1:7

Wordless Wednesday

Isn't he a cutie! I just discovered how to change my pics to black & white.

It's been a long time....

I totally forgot about this blog. So what have I been up to? Let's see, I had to wean Darion because I was sick and had to take a medication that prohibited me from breastfeeding while taking it. Since I had to take it for 9 days, I figured what was the point of going back to nursing him. For the first time in 10 years I do not have the feeling that someone is missing in our family. Does that mean I am done wanting/having more kids? I hope so. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE all of my little blessings, but I think we are complete. I have a nice full feeling.

What else have I been doing? We are participating in the American Cancer Society Relay for Life Walk in May. So the majority of our Saturdays have been spent fundraising for that. Of course, our Saturdays have also included football (can you see me doing my sarcastic happy dance?).

We have also been doing the usual... Girl Scouts, football, homeschooling, and just being happy.

Jaylem went to a "Silver Ring Thing" event a couple of weeks ago. It was an awesome experience for him. He wears his ring daily. I can only pray that he holds on to the promise he made until the night of his marriage. That is such a rare thing these days. Am I a hypocrite for wanting this for my kids, knowing that I did not wait until I was married? Shouldn't we want better for our kids?

I also discovered FaceBook. I think I might be addicted. But it's a good addiction. I have found a few of my bestest friends in the whole world. It's amazing how we just fell back into place as friends, like there has not been almost 2 decades between now and the last time we've seen one another. It is great to be able to reconnect with friends from my past. A few of my old friends from Jr. high and High school are going to get together for lunch soon. Without Facebook, what's the likelihood that I would have crossed paths with people I have not seen in over 20 years?

So that has been life for the last couple months. Nothing too eventful, but definitely eventful. Life is good!

"O give thanks unto the LORD; for he is good" Psalm 136:1