Wedding Dress Blog Tour

A blog I follow, Shasher's Life is doing a Wedding Dress Blog Tour. How cool! So, I thought I'd join in for the fun of it! Check out her blog for links to all the other participants, and tour away!

Hubby and I were married on a VERY frigid May 15, 2004.  

It might as well have been snowing!  The picture session was short and sweet and consisted of bridesmaids wearing the groomsmen's coats and the groomsmen shivering with their hands stuffed in their pockets!  So much for my pretty, bloom-filled, warm, spring wedding.  Oh, well, everything else went off without a hitch . . .

Except for the cheapo wedding cake (or should I say birthday cake) that we ended up cutting with a butter knife because the caterer forgot the cake knife (notice how our hands are cleverly trying to conceal the butter knfe).  Very classy!

The question six years later - to sell or to keep?  Well, I'm pregnant with our second boy and I don't have plans for any more children, so I'm thinking SELL, since I don't think my boys will have much interest in me pulling out my old wedding dress to reminisce about years down the road.  I'm thinking if I can sell the dress, I'll buy a tree for the yard so I'll have something to remember it by, and something we can all enjoy.

What was your dress and your day like?  Be sure to link your blog up at Shasher's Life to join the tour!

Fantasy Friday (Don't worry, it's G rated!)

Okay, so at this stage in my life as a mom of a preschooler and of a wee babe on the way, there's not much room in my life for all that other stuff (you know, that 'stuff', other than wiping snotty noses, battling over the potty, the never ending piles of laundry, and spending the rest of my day just dealing with the attitude of a 3 year old).  So tonight, I sit here in front of the computer, the house strangely silent (hubby took little mister to Gram and Papa's), and my mind wanders to all the things I dream of doing someday.  Not that I don't love this stage in my life, I wouldn't trade it for the world, but it's nice to know it's just a stage, and that one day, maybe I'll have a little more freedom to do some 'me stuff' again.

• I want to sing in a choir again.  I grew up in choirs from the time I was little and could sing in the kids church choir, to the community youth choir, to high school Concert Choir, to church choir again after that. There never seemed to be a time I wasn't singing. Now, don't get me wrong, I don't profess to be some lead soloist or anything, there's just something so exhilarating about making music together.

• I always said once I finished my A.R.C.T. in piano, I wanted to learn to play the fiddle and the guitar.  Well I'm there now, but I don't see a fiddle or a guitar in my near future!

• I want to be a writer.  I have no idea of what, or what for, but I do love to write and hope that I will always have an opportunity to write.  I guess that's what's so great about blogging (when I have the time, anyway)!

• I am fascinated with my family history, and that of Simcoe County.  I would love to devote more time to researching those things, just for the heck of it and the sheer knowledge of knowing everything I can about the place I was born and raised, and where my family came from.

• I want to take my family to Grand Manan Island, N.B. to enjoy the beautiful place I was so blessed to spend many of my childhood summers.

• I'd love to ski again.

• I want to volunteer in my community.

• I would love to experience a day at the spa, not that I'm much of a girly girl and the idea of going to a 'spa' totally intimidates me, but who wouldn't want a day to be pampered.

• I want to learn about home and garden architecture and design, and maybe one day, design our own dream home.  Even if we never get to actually build it.

• I want to actually have a green thumb and not just rely on my mother and grandmother's skills.

• I would consider being a foster parent one day when our own children are grown.

• I want to put my feet up, with the sole purpose of just reading a good book and enjoying the sunshine, with no interruptions.  Unless, someone wanted to deliver me a glass of icy lemonade!   

Sleepy Sunday

I am the type of person that tends to be full of dreams and ideas, yet I lack the most important ingredient to make my plans happen - motivation.  Today I have so many ideas of what I'd like to get done and projects I'd like to tackle today, but all I really want to do, is curl up next to my sick little boy and sleep the day away.

Normally, at this time on a Sunday, we'd be zipping down the road, trying not to be late for church, but it seems in this household, we've been passing bugs around for the last couple of months, so unfortunately, we haven't been making it to church very often.  Thankfully, the Lord loves us and speaks to us wherever we are.  Even at home, in our jammies, hair awry, dirty dishes all over the place, laundry filling every nook and cranny of the house.  Our God is omnipresent, and that really is a beautiful thing!

In previous blogs, I've talked a bit about the depression and anxiety that I've been struggling with for much of my life.  It can be quite consuming at times, even though I'm taking meds to help me, and it can tend to be a road block for me when trying to get things done.  But, thankfully, I know I am in a place now where at least I can dream about things again.  Come up with ideas.  Get my creative juices flowing again.   Something I couldn't have even attempted this past winter.

As I dream today and attempt to tackle some projects that I've been neglecting for months, I'm going to hold fast to the verse we all know so well: "I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me.  Philippians 4:13"  Sometimes, you've heard a scripture so many times in your life, that you really never stop to think about what it says and how it applies to you.  How awesome is that, that with God, all things are possible!  Why then should I keep trying to plug away at things on my own?  A hamster on a wheel that goes nowhere.  It sounds so simple, a basic Christian principal that I have known all my life, but something that we tend to shove in a drawer and bring out only when there's a crisis.  I want to live by that principle on a daily basis, in the big things and the little things that a human chalks up as insignificant.  NOTHING is insignificant in the eyes of God. The Bible tells us that He knows when a single sparrow falls. Insignificant to us, sure, but NOT TO GOD.

So today, all those little things, the obstacles, the tiredness, the lack of motivation, I'm giving them to God.  When it looks like there's no end in sight to the piles of laundry, the potty training messes, the stack of mail that remains unopened, the projects, I'll look to the Lord to get me to the other side of that mountain of laundry.  To see that project through. To remember, that we all end up potty trained eventually.