Friday, March 13, 2015

Pinewood Derby

Yep, it's that time of year again!  This was our 8th consecutive year making a car for the Pinewood Derby.  Next year will be our last "official" year....after that if we want to participate we'll have to race in the open class.  Little Man again built a sea creature car.  Before he was old enough to race "officially" and HE raced in the open class, he built a shark car.  Then a swordfish car.  Last year his first official car was a giant squid.  This year it was two eels.  His is the green car second from right.

He has always won awards for design, but this year he really wanted to win a trophy for speed.  He came in fourth place.  He was satisfied with that.  (They give out trophies for first through fourth places.) :)

The design and build team!

Next year he would like to build a big goldfish! :)

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

(Nearly) Wordless Wednesday

Why yes, that IS frost that has formed on the face of our fireplace doors!  And that is WITH our heat on.  So thankful for a wonderful working furnace!

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Super Bowl Party!

Blue and green!  Guess which team we were rooting for???!!

Since I am originally from Washington State and the Seahawks were my first professional football team loyalty, we were super geeked when the Seahawks made it to the Super Bowl for the second year in a row!  And since we barely need any excuse to have a party, we partied. ;)

Daughter G decorated our dessert cake with the hawk logo.  Didn't she do a fantastic job?!

 I made all new food for the party.  Tried four different recipes for the first time.  They were all hits!  Yay.  New food to add to our meal rotation.  This one is a crescent roll spicy Italian ring.

Cheesy meatball "sandwich."  (you eat them with the Italian bread on the sides)

 Our delicious buffet!

Daughter H even painted her nails blue and green.

So we were very disappointed when the Seahawks lost.....especially the way they lost, in the final seconds of the game.  But, it has given the christian believers on the team an incredible platform from which to speak of God's bigger plan, and it is just a football game!

But wow....what a GREAT game it was!

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Reposted from February, 2011 (because I need to be reminded!)

What's in a Valentine?

Do you know the origin of Valentines Day? Contrary to the complaints of some, it is not a holiday created by Hallmark just so they could make more money selling cards. For hundreds of years Valentines Day has been celebrated as a feast day in the Catholic Church. I am not catholic, and certainly do not claim to be an expert, but I do know that St. Valentine was a real person who was martyred for his faith. There were several "Valentines", but the one commonly referred to was a Roman priest who was executed by Claudius II around the year 270 A.D. Claudius was at that time persecuting christians, and Valentine provided assistance to them. Claudius considered this a crime and ordered his execution. He is said to have penned the jailer's daughter a farewell before his death, signing it "from your Valentine."

So, what should Valentine's Day stand for? Doing the honorable thing, the right thing, even when it's unpopular. Serving God wholeheartedly. Trusting Him in the face of death. Loving others from a pure heart.

The modern American trappings of Valentine's Day bear little resemblance to the devotion and sacrifice that started this holiday. We've made it into something else.

But it's good to remember the beginning.

Is my heart set on following God no matter what? Trusting him when life falls apart? Praising Him in the midst of trial and storm?

If it is, then my life is a valentine. A love letter to God. One that He delights in.

We love because He first loved us. ~ I John 4:19

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Ice Festival!

Sea serpent


 It was c-c-c-c-cold but f-f-f-f-f-f-fun!!

Friday, January 23, 2015


I have a secret.

About 8 weeks ago I started training to run a 5K.  I have been reluctant to say it out loud because that makes it real, and I am afraid of failure.  Of not training enough to make it happen, or not finishing the race.  But I have been running at a gym in the early mornings before the children are awake, thanks to a friend and accountability partner who drives me to and from!   I am still in the early stages of training my lungs and my legs to RUN, but.... I am doing it.

It is both getting easier and not getting easier.

Last night my friend did not text to confirm a workout for this morning so I wasn't sure we were going.  I set my alarm for 6:15 anyway.  When my alarm went off, I lay in bed and prepared to text her to ask if she was planning on going to the gym.  My fingers were seriously about to type "sorry, but I'm cancelling this morning" when instead they typed "are we going to planet fitness this morning?" Every ounce of my body wanted to stay in bed.  But I didn't!  I am actively striving to "discipline my body and bring it under strict control."

During these past weeks of exercise I have been pondering these verses in I Corinthians 9:24-27:
"Don’t you know that the runners in a stadium all race, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way to win the prize.  Now everyone who competes exercises self-control in everything. However, they do it to receive a crown that will fade away, but we a crown that will never fade away.  Therefore I do not run like one who runs aimlessly or box like one beating the air.   Instead, I discipline my body and bring it under strict control, so that after preaching to others, I myself will not be disqualified."
I have read these verses many times over the years, but they take on new meaning when I am in the midst of physical training.  Getting out of bed, going out in the cold, taking that first step on the is not fun.  Not even a tiny little bit.  But in doing it I know that I am "not running aimlessly," but rather for a goal, a prize.  For the sake of the prize, I discipline my body.  Make it do what it does not want to do.

In light of that, what does it mean to discipline my spirit?  My mind?  My will?  Make them do things they don't naturally want to do? And what is the prize?  It is a "crown that will never fade away," which means eternal life with Christ!  For the sake of that prize, what discipline am I willing to endure?

I don't want to just run.  I want to run in such a way as to win the prize.

Teach me, Lord.  And help me to run both the 5K and the race of life in such a way as to win!