Scattered Brain Post

I've thought about posting several times today, but for some reason can't seem to get my thoughts together. I've had a lot on my mind the past couple of days. And have just not been myself, or felt overly witty or inspired, as far as the bloggity world goes.


So today you'll get scatteredness (is that even a word?:)) from me...


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Some might think I'm weird or strange for continuing to post about Stellan and MckMama, but are we not the body of Christ? Which isn't just the church building you walk into every week, but ALL believers. And I count it an honor to share this burden, to get on my knees and pray for healing, for peace, for comfort, for His glory to be shown...

Stellan is still in SVT (supraventricular tachycardia), a high heart rate, that they are trying to flip down into normal range. They have tried many various medications without sustained success so far and this precious 5 month old baby is manic, restless, panicky, and unable to sleep much.

If you want to read in more detail or grab the button on my sidebar for yourself, visit MckMama's blog. I especially encourage you to read this post of hers, as well as Angie's from Bring the Rain. I am constantly challenged about my own faith when I realize that my daily struggles and trials are so trivial in comparison.



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Good to the last drop, apparently.

I've made homemade guacamole twice in the last week, per hubby's request.


So, I guess I'll pass on the secret ingredient recipe...


2 avocados (that's all I had, but, of course, you could use more) - mashed w/ a fork.
Nature's Sweet Cocktail Tomatoes - cored, seeds squeezed out, and chopped up fine. (No specific amounts here, just eyeballed it)
Finely Chopped Onion - just enough to give the flava
Minced Garlic - aprox. 2 cloves (again, though, as much as you want to be breathing on each other later)
1/2 lemon - squeeze the juice in (but not the seeds. Almost made that mistake.)
Chopped green onion (because, really it's the only raw onion I really like) - to taste.
Salt - to taste, of course:)

...so, yeah, I guess no real secret ingredient. Pretty basic stuff. I guess it's true what they say...less is more. And my hubs would like some more.

....Monster will just lick it off the plate.



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Anyone who knows the hubs well, knows he has a complete and udder love and adoration unexplained, traumatic fear of clowns.

Which is why this was so incredibly hysterical...er... I mean ironic?


The fact that Buddy meant to say "Clones", held no comfort for Daddy.

The damage was done...

Be brave Daddy. Be brave.


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One of my goals for myself for this week was "The Cleaning of the Dining Table". A high and lofty goal, I know. But those of you with children (or husbands, or grandchildren) will understand the manner in which these things progress if not attended to in timely fashion. Hence the glued on streak of milk that I finally scrubbed off the leg of this table after having discovered it about 6 months ago when we moved back to the valley.

Now that I've completely humiliated myself by admitting to that, I give you the milk and finger print free table.

Which will approximately last for about...oops. You missed it. It's already gone.




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And proof that there was indeed "Indoor Fort Day" this Spring Break.





I think they would leave them up all year and sleep in them, if I let them.

But eventually Mama had to be Joshua.

And the walls came tumblin' down.

I'm such a mean Mama.