Biblical view of end times...

Check out this website:
http://prewrathministries.org/index.html

I was introduced to this view point in the late 90's by my MIL. She had read "The Sign" by Robert Van Kampen and was doing some serious investigation into the pre-trib rapture view. I read the book (also Pre-Wrath Rapture by Marv Rosenthal) and did my own studies and was convinced. This is very controversial and some people get very angry but it is worth your time to look at it. This is another good site to go to:
http://www.zionshope.org/index.aspx
Marv Rosenthal is doing an excellent study on Revelation right now and the Zions Hope magazine is wonderful!! Happy reading!

My baby is weaned..

Thomas is 22 months old and for the most part, weaned. He still nurses for comfort, but there is nothing there. He has been teething lately and want to nurse more (he calls it ni-ni-tos?). Each one of mine have called it something different, except for Colton, who I weaned at 9 months. I weaned him so early because I got pg and my ob told me that was the thing to do. Obviously now I know better. Usually at about the end of the first trimester in my pregnancies my milk has dried up. It didn't happen with Katie who I nursed almost to the end of Garrett's pregnancy and then she weaned herself without a fuss. I nursed her the longest at 2.5 years. It is so bittersweet to know that my "baby" is becoming my big boy and soon the next baby will be here.

The van!

Right now as I speak, Jesse is putting new brakes and shocks on the maroon striped Dodge Ram Van that we bought to pull a trailer home to Iowa. It is only a 7 passenger (can stretch to 8 with the roomy back seat) but will fit us all much better than the tiny Plymouth Voyager we've been driving for the past 9 months...although it has worked and gotten great gas mileage. I cringe to think of the gas I used to pour into the Excursion, although I loved that beast. I loved the room that the Sprinter gave us, but I hated the tallness, it was goodbye to drive-thrus for awhile. The Ram is rough...it has seen better days, but I pray it will get us where we need to go.

Julia got her bangs cut...

After growing them out for an agonizingly long time.......

Haircuts...

It had been so long since I did anything to my hair, it was out of control! Very long, tangled, dry! I was actually afraid to go in and have anyone see it but also hated to go out in public looking like a hag:) I finally went yesterday to Hair Masters while dd was at her orthodontist appt and other dd was watching the two boys. I am so happy and free now! Here are pictures of the new do.... Excuse the old face and shirt:) Julia is peeking around me in the second one.

Moving...

Ahhh, the logistics! So much to do...I think I want to give up before I start. We are trying to figure out how we will get all of our stuff from here to there. Moving truck, trailer, semi to load our big storage container? Didn't we just do this 4 years ago? I need boxes and I need to pack. I also need to continually get rid of stuff. This all needs to be done in the next 6 weeks or so. Then once the move takes place the fun really begins. Where to live, what to do, school, doctor, etc. etc. Can you imagine being born in one place and living there until you die? I can't. Neither can my mom or sister. My maternal Grandma has lived in Pennsylvania since she was a young girl, just not in the same house. But same state...wow! Moving is tough. Saying goodbye to friends, familiar places. But it is also a journey, adventure....it changes who we are, broadens us. We get out of our rut and learn new things. I love all this, but really don't want to move again for a long, long time.

15 weeks and...

still sick, in the mornings esp. I have never been sick this long..usually at 13 weeks..zap, presto, woohoo...all previous devious symptoms gone and replaced by mirth and feelings of extreme well-being. What is the deal? Twins? The wonder does lurk in my mind...

Plus, the cravings! So intense. I wake up dying for a cheese enchilada, glass of orange juice and cheetos cheese puffs. Ok, my cravings are not the healthiest. Help me! Those garlic fried mushrooms at Woody's barbeque dance around in my dreams like little sheep jumping over a toothpick fence! Sonny's sliced beef with a tiny bit of sweet barbeque sauce, cole slaw and fries are forever on my mind. Why does nothing homemade sound good? My husband sees dollar signs in his eyes (floating away mind you) when it is meal time.