Monthly Archives: August 2010

Are You Living Fully Engaged?

Have you ever had a times in your life where you didn’t feel as if you belonged? or fit it?  Maybe you’ve never felt like you belonged anywhere
Welcome to My House of Belonging ..a place of acceptance and familiarity.  Come often and visit each room for there is much activity going on…Here are just a few ” rooms ” I am passionate about:
Decorating my home with NO MONEY…lol!
Building Family
Tiny Things { all the way to world peace =}
Deep Things that stir your Soul
Thrift Store Redo’s
Health & Fitness
to name of few=)
I am excited to begin this journey…Why? Well –
1) for myself.  That is the whole point right:)?
2) with others.  My number one goal is to find some soul sisters to come alongside me.
Together maybe we can connect the dots between creating the rooms in our hearts that will in turn ~ reflect outwardly in the rooms of our houses.  
AND Last but NOT LEAST….
As we meander {
To follow a winding and turning course
} our way through this journey
We are at our very best, and we are happiest, when we are fully engaged in work we enjoy on the journey toward the goal we’ve established for ourselves. It gives meaning to our time off and comfort to our sleep. It makes everything else in life so wonderful, so worthwhile. called life I have “colored outside the lines along the way….My Heart House aka ” room” ~ is where I go to visit those places and patch, mend or just tear out and rebuild.  Many of those places are painful but in retrospect..necessary.. and have and will ~  bring much glory and have caused me to look to the One who created me knowing my whole life beforehand…and lavishly LOVED ME.  Maybe in some way- you too – can identify with me and be encouraged…or encourage me:)

Earl Nightingale

~SO ~
Please feel welcome and make yourself @ home here in my heart. The home is filled with incense of fresh baked banana bread layered with hazelnut coffee and a touch of cinnamon so take a deep breath ~ You were meant to be here.


Ugh!!  My nail is broke,fingers burned, haven’t showered or brushed my teeth BUT…..
I was thinking on Fridays I would talk about preparing for my first 10K but after stressing about flowers, felt and hot glue, getting my pouting 11 year old off to school. OH and BTW– “MY” 3 mo old lab puppy named “Charli”…(she’s a girl) ATE A LIVE Cicada this morning.  I couldn’t get her to spit it out so I dry heaved my way around the house while the helpless things made this “awful” sound while inside her mouth and then ….. it was quiet.  That is one of the few times in my life I have been TRULY GROSSED OUT!!
RIP little insect:(
AAAhhhh– back to 11 year old “ Why are you pouting”? “ I’m not pouting” “ Yes you are”…..With a “ don’t you know this already lady?? to which she replied “there was no one there to help me get ready!!”  My eyes rolled ( my head) OK maybe they literally rolled (sometimes I too revert back to being 11).. I know real mature but there are moments… and kept brushing her hair trying to get it into two flipped out ponytails for the headband I had just sprinted through making…burning my bare thumbnail that the acrylic is missing off of!!
The extremes you go to when raising children….
One minute you can just kiss them till their head pops off and next….you could kick them to the curb {just kidding} but seriously I have felt that way….often many times a day.
I have been spending this first FULL week of school trying to put together a BOOTHFUL of up cycled, recycled and handcrafted things for our city fair daze…. Here is a few pics of the stuff I have been working on.
Well, off to shower:)
P.S. ~  Tonight is Dakota’s first Varsity Game…and he is going to start and I am STOKED!! 
P.S.S.~ I will start NEXT week on my 10K journey….. 
The only thing I am “BELONGING” TO TODAY IS succumbing to the need to put “ to many “ things on my plate. 

Little Sparrow


Resilient and swift with winged endurance,
Undaunted by raging storms,
Remarkable agile, vigorous and strong.
Yet fragile if snared and too tightly grasped,
For then, crushed and broken lies
His body, his spirit, and his song.



{Lets Do This}
Welcome to my little place in the blogosphere, Welcome to my HEART!
    I feel anxious and kinda let down??  Why?  (the truth most likely is fear that I will never be good enough at this) I guess because I have been reading all of your disgustingly creative blogs (just kidding).  They all seem to have a focus..purpose..It is enough to make a girl quit before she even starts…lol!
but after all there is no one JUST like me…