More than all of this, I love the actions that come with these sincere emotions. When Max runs in with a flower from the backyard because when he saw it, he knew I couldn't live without it. Or the random notes and cards that find themselves in my Bible or purse that have wonderful pictures drawn and sweet thoughts lettered on the page. Or when my Dad calls to chat because he was thinking of me at that moment. Or when Seth comes home with multi-colored daisies on a random day of the week just because he wanted me to know he was thinking of me. I love it when my Mom calls to speak to one of the kids because she's gone long enough without talking to them. I love to receive smiles, hugs, and kisses from my children just because they love me.6.23.2010
Just Because
More than all of this, I love the actions that come with these sincere emotions. When Max runs in with a flower from the backyard because when he saw it, he knew I couldn't live without it. Or the random notes and cards that find themselves in my Bible or purse that have wonderful pictures drawn and sweet thoughts lettered on the page. Or when my Dad calls to chat because he was thinking of me at that moment. Or when Seth comes home with multi-colored daisies on a random day of the week just because he wanted me to know he was thinking of me. I love it when my Mom calls to speak to one of the kids because she's gone long enough without talking to them. I love to receive smiles, hugs, and kisses from my children just because they love me.11.27.2009
Left-over Turkey: Recipes
My Mom purposely prepares an abundance of turkey so that we can bring some home with us, which my hubby loves. He usually makes turkey sandwiches, but I like to mix it up a bit since turkey is not a meat of choice for me. Thought I'd share with you a few recipes I've collected over the years to make good use of that leftover turkey. Enjoy!
Turkey Jambalaya
Ingredients:
- 1 1/2 pounds turkey
- 1 pound smoked sausage
- 3 stalks celery, chopped
- 1 onion, diced
- 1 green bell pepper, diced
- 3 cloves garlic, pressed
- 1 (14.5 ounce) can Italian-style diced tomatoes, undrained
- 2 cups chicken broth
- 2 cups uncooked long-grain white rice
- 2 teaspoons Cajun seasoning
Ingredients:
- 2 unbaked pie shells
- 1 can cream of mushroom soup
- 1 cup cooked, chopped turkey meat
- 1 can mixed vegetables, drained
- 1 can (left after emptying the cream of mushroom soup) of milk
- Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.
- In a medium bowl, mix the mushroom soup and milk. Stir in the remaining ingredients and pour into one pie crust. Top with the other pie crust, and seal the crust edges by crimping with a wet fork.
- Bake for 45 minutes, or until the crust is golden brown
- 3 cups chopped cooked turkey
- 1 tablespoon vegetable oil
- 1 onion, chopped
- 3 cloves garlic, crushed
- 1 can diced jalapeno peppers
- 1 can chopped green chile peppers
- 2 teaspoons ground cumin
- 1 teaspoon dried oregano
- 1 teaspoon ground cayenne pepper
- 2 cans chicken broth
- 3 cans white beans
- 1 cup shredded Monterey Jack cheese
- Heat the oil in a large pot over medium-low heat. Add the onion and cook and stir until tender.
- Add the garlic, jalapeno, green chile peppers, cumin, oregano and cayenne. Continue to cook/stir 3 minutes, or until tender.
- Add the chicken broth, chicken and white beans. Simmer 15 minutes, stirring occasionally.
- Remove the mixture from heat. Slowly stir in the cheese until melted. Serve warm.
5.08.2009
Our Quiver Full
Mother’s Day always makes me reminisce all of my motherhood memories. This is my seventh year as a mother, and those seven years are jam-packed with oodles of memories with my little ones and their Daddy. Why has God blessed us with such happiness in our little, temporary home on earth? The only answer that I have found is - because He saw fit to do so. That is why He saved me, that is why He saved Seth, and that is why He has blessed us with three little miracles we call Maya Jo, Maxwell, and Nina Grace.
Maya Jo was born at 25 weeks (10/20/02), weighing 1 lb. 11 oz. and spent 97 days in the NICU at the University of Kentucky Hospital. I could use this entire post to write about the days spent in that sanitized, metallic, fluorescent wing of the hospital, but I will save that for another time. She came home on oxygen and a heart monitor, and we had to wake her up every 3 hours to feed her so she could “catch up” to other newborn babies. She eventually did. J Now, at 6 ½ years old, she is a bubbly, energetic, intelligent young lady who wants to please everyone she comes across. She loves to sing, she loves school, and she loves alone time with Mommy. It’s rare, but it happens. J
Maxwell was born just 4 days early (10/4/04), weighing 8 lbs. 8 ½ oz. He finally slept though the night at 10 months old, and walked about a week before his first birthday. His first nights in the hospital told his story; the nurses came into my room and asked us if they could take him to the nursery because we were keeping other patients awake. We quickly agreed. J He is loud, rambunctious, and rough, but he has a soft side that is incomparable with any little boy I know. He sometimes crawls in my lap, holds my face up to his, and says, “I wuv you, Mommy.” He also gives the best bear hugs.
Nina Grace was born 2 weeks early (8/21/08), weighing 7 lbs. 3 oz. She is so quiet, peaceful, and snuggly. She slept 6 hours the first night in the hospital, and has been a 10-12 hour sleeper since she’s been home. (Yes, we know that is unusual, and we are very thankful.) She loves affection, and she loves her Gi-Gi (doggy) so much that she squeals with laughter if he even walks near her. She loves the wind in her face, loves to swing outside, and is so bright-eyed in the morning that I can’t help smiling when I carry her from her room.
So, that’s our quiver, and it’s pretty full. J My husband, Seth, is absolutely my soul mate. The Lord answered my prayers before I prayed them, and brought us together. Seth works very hard so that I am able to stay home and raise our children, and I don’t know that I can ever thank him enough for that. What a blessing it is! He washes the dishes, puts the kids to bed, and brings me flowers…I’m not sure any Mother’s Day could be much better than that.
Seth and I are trying to raise our family with God as our center. I hope our children learn from our example (and our mistakes), and do the same. I thank God for these blessings, and I pray His will to be done in our lives.
Happy Mother’s Day to you all!
4.21.2009
Dream a Little Dream
So, after 6 years of marriage, I found out that my hubster isn't as intrigued as I am when I talk about my dreams. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, and tell him everything that just happened in the most recent dream. Last weekend, I realized that my details have been falling on deaf ears. He's all, "Hello?! It's a dream! Of course you were fishing with a kangaroo...dreams are SUPPOSED to be bizarre!"
(Eye roll. Don't insult my dreams.)
Well. OK then. I'll share my fascination with other, more interested, listeners. My kiddos. :)
Maya, Maxwell, and I have our fair share of wacky dreams, and we all love to talk about them. I think it develops imagination, helps the kids become more aware of themselves and their surroundings, and it encourages them to share their thoughts and ideas with me. Mostly, I just love to talk about dreams.
My strangest dream ever happened when I was in high school. In it, my entire biology class took a trip into the woods and climbed a rather gigantic hill. When we were almost to the top, we started sliding in this thick, green goo which sent several of my classmates slipping and sliding out of sight. I awoke just as I was pulling on the root of a tree, trying to take the last step to the top.
Do I want to know what this dream means? Not in the least. I will tell you one thing I learned from this dream, however - I dream in COLOR! (I always wondered if I dreamed in color or in monochrome, and I'm extremely happy to know that my dreams are just as vibrant as my taste in wall colors.)
In conclusion, you should know I enjoy talking about dreams. I enjoy hearing about dreams. And I do not believe that some people do not have dreams. My theory is that they're just not that interested in remembering them.
What is your most vivid dream?

3.13.2009
10 Items or Less
I have thought today about a few of the things we have in our house, and how much our family uses these things. As Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior, said in John chapter 17, we "are in the world" but "not of the world," and He has given us the choice to take advantage of what this world has to offer. There are definitely some things my family "needs" on a daily basis. So, I've made a list of then of those things, and I wonder if any of you feel the same way. Here goes (in a very particular order):
Number 1 goes to...
There are a few honorable mentions, including the iPhone, the iPod, and text messaging, but there just wasn't room for these items on my list. What things can't your family live without? Do any of you agree with mine? Let's hear what changes you would make (if any)!

2.12.2009
More Than Words

