Cell Phones

Why is it that when I leave my cell phone at home I freak out like the day can't go on. Half way to work this morning I realized I left it on the charger and just about panicked myself sick until I thought about why I was freaking out. I thought why do I need it, if someone calls I can just check my messages by using my work phone. That's when it hit me, my work phone. I still have access to a phone all day, so what makes it such a big deal to not have my cell phone. Well for one, I don't know any one's number. That is the thing with these little inventions, I no longer have to memorize numbers or write them down. I just enter the persons name and number and press save, it then gets filed in my phones memory and not my own. There was a time when I had so many phone numbers stored up in my brain, but now I only know like five. Sad isn't it, I don't know why I feel like a big part of my day will be taken away, I mean it is only a few text messages or phone calls that I might miss and it's not like I won't be home in eight hours to retrieve them. What is the matter with me! If you think about it, not too long ago cell phones were mainly used as a necessary tool for emergencies. Now I am acting like not having it is an emergency. Why is it we become so attached to these annoying little things. Really they are annoying? I always think "get off the phone," while people are engaging in a conversation on their cell phones while being rung up at a register or when even worse when you're out with a friend and they receive a call on their cell, instead of them letting the person who called know they are with someone right now they remain on a twenty minute phone call. See what I mean, they are the rudest gadgets ever! I guess it's not really the phone itself but the person using it. OK, OK now after becoming angry about cell phones I realize it is so unnecessary to have one. Well...for today anyway. But I will say if I did have my phone I would be able to take a picture of myself to add to this blog.

I wish they all could be California Girls

Four day countdown until my sis and nieces arrive here in Cali. They are flying in from Nashville, and I can't wait to see my southern gals. Jennifer (a.k.a Ensor Dispenser) decided that she and the girls would be flying out to visit us a few months back, but when it actually came down to booking the flights it was determined that Matthew (Micah's Bro, her husband and my favorite brother in law) would be coming as well, Yee-haw! Our nieces, Vail Blue is 2 years old and Katy Jace is almost 6 months are the most precious little girls. Vail is spunky and at that wild age, which we love, and Katy is just the sweetest baby girl ever. I love them all so much and can't wait for them to get out here so we can really party it up out here in Cali. We probably will lounge around our pool, make a trip to the beach and will definitely be having lunch with Mickey and the gang at Disneyland. I knew I was excited but I didn't realize how much until I looked in the guest closet and realized I bought matching outfits for the girls, for practically every day they are here. I couldn't help it...really I couldn't. I know Micah is just as excited because he has bought just about every inflatable pool animal there is. He even bought battery operated fish. Yes we are out of control, I know, but we are thrilled to have them come and visit us. This next week is going to be off the hook!

Garage Sales

So, there is no room in my dresser drawers or any room to hang clothes in the closet, yet I still have a heck of a time finding something to wear. Frustrating you say...very, but it only means one thing, it is time to have a GARAGE SALE! I love garage sales. I always have. I remember even as a young girl getting my neighborhood girlfriends to have a garage sale with me so we could raise money for something or another. As an adult I look forward to preparing everything the night before so when I get up at the crack of dawn all I have to do is drag everything onto the driveway. I know you are thinking this is so lame, and probably even boring, but how wrong you are. It is so fun and also challenging at times. I mean you set up the signs the night before so it is practically a race to get everything set up before the customers start arriving. Yes, I said customers. The rush of five to six people at a time is invigorating. I mean watching your junk disappear in only a few hours is exciting. Bargaining is the best! I love throwing in a free little sometin' sometin', for people who have purchased quite a few items but I get irritated when people are low-balling me for something that is a great price. Garage sales have become an actual event for me, especially since I moved to Menifee. God blessed me with a neighbor who is not only my best friend but is as crazy about garage sales as I am. We drag out our chairs, and sit and watch while people rummage through our once loved junk. We normally are nibbling on some pastry one of us prepared while sipping coffee with Bailey's. We have the best time encouraging each other to drop the price of an item just to get the sale or saying "stick to your guns" when we feel something is worth the price we set. We put our brains together when we are trying to sell something to someone who only speaks Spanish. We have learned to say any dollar or change amount so we have never really had a problem. Hold on, it gets even better. I wear an apron that has pockets so I have dollar bills in one pocket and change in the other so it makes each transaction quicker. The real purpose of selling stuff is so Shannon and I can go shopping afterwards. Silly I know. You would think after selling our old crap we would not want new stuff to take it's place. You can't help it. After everyone has been shopping in front of you for hours and with pockets full of cash, it is only natural to want to go and shop ourselves. As I am typing this I realized how excited I am for tomorrow's garage sale. I can't wait.

Thank You

Micah and I had the opportunity to be part of one of the most heartwarming events. Our dear friend Kelly Mauk and her baby boy, Noah, were awaiting the arrival of their husband, daddy and well...Hero. Andrew Mauk is a marine returning home from Iraq, after being stationed there for 8 months. There is no describing the anticipation and emotion that took place there in 29 palms at the Marine Base. Families and friends gathered in the 110 degree weather, in hopes that at any moment it would be announced that the buses have arrived and the Troops were home. When that announcement was finally made, a shiver went up my spine and a realization occurred. These are not just men and women out fighting in a war. These are mommies, daddies and loved ones fighting to support their families, fighting for what they believe in and most importantly fighting for our freedom...my freedom. Seeing the tears fall from faces of children and spouses made me realize that there is so much more that these soldiers are sacrificing. They aren't only sacrificing their own lives but their families are going through such hardship while doing so. I have always had the utmost respect for our soldiers but now I have an unexplainable appreciation for what they do, for us. When those soldiers stepped off the bus and made there way across the field to find their loved ones I wasn't able to breathe. I was watching Kelly as she was looking for Andrew, and then...there he was. The love in her for him was under each footstep that pounded the floor as she ran to him, it was was in her jump as she leaped into his arms and it was in every ounce of her body as she was embracing him. I can't remember the last time I cried with such joyous tears but when Andrew was given Noah to hold, the tears seemed to never end. I am happy that this family is reunited and I pray that the Lord will rebuild their relationships to be even better than what they were before he left. This is such an amazing family. Kelly is such a great wife and mommy and I am so blessed to have her in my life. As emotional as this whole day was there was something that touched me more than anything. Andrew thanked Micah and I for being there but all we could do was say thank you to him. I was confused of why he said thank you, I mean we were just there for support, but what he was doing for us was indescribable, and these soldiers are doing it every day. Thank you Andrew for serving our country. Thank you.

SWEET SWEETNESS

C-CAPTIVATING
U-UNDENIABLE
P-PURE PERFECTION
C-COLORFUL
A-ADDICTING
K-KING OF TREATS
E-ENJOYABLE
S-SCRUMPTIOUS

So I might have a thing with cupcakes. Whenever I crave something sweet, I crave a cupcake. They are the perfect amount of cake and frosting rolled into a personal sized treat. Plus they always look so charming. Sprinkles or no sprinkles I love these little things. I actually was wanting one all weekend and here we are Tuesday and still no cupcake. I will be making some tonight after work. I can't take it anymore...I need a cupcake!

TGIF

I am not talking about the restaurant famous for their Jack Daniels glaze sauce. I am referring to the actual day. FRIDAY! Say it with me now, "Thank God it's Friday." I truly do thank Him, for giving me the strength to get through another work week and for the wonderful weekend I have to look forward to. Every other day in the week I struggle to get out of bed, but it is different on Fridays. I have a little more pep in my step. I am excited to get the day over with so the weekend can start. I have a new found appreciation for the weekend. I enjoy staying up late on Friday nights only to sleep in on Saturdays. I love being able to cuddle with my precious husband and not have to worry about anything except getting the backyard cleaned up for our next BBQ. What else can I say but that I love Fridays!

Official Blogger

I realized without a MySpace account or a Blog I am completely out of touch with the rest of the world. After countless efforts of trying to create a MySpace page I have come to accept that my own blog will do just fine. I have decided that this will be like a journal for me. I have never really written down my thoughts. I remember trying to start a journal when I was younger, I thought it was cool but it never went anywhere. Just a few years ago I began writing in one. I thought it would be neat for my future children to see what was going on in my life or what major events happened while growing up, (while growing old really.) I actually ran across that journal while preparing for a garage sale just a few months back, and, well...basically there were only four entries and they were boring. We will see how committed I am to actually typing out my thoughts. I have every intention in doing so but I get distracted very easily, especially while on the computer. Even writing this short blog entry has taken me an hour because while typing something, I had a thought which triggered another thought and next thing you know I am shopping online. Not really shopping, more like browsing. Anyway, the point is I will update this as often as I can so stay tuned.