Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Some Photos to Share

This is a sunflower from my yard that I accidentally knocked over while mowing. The others are my gladiolas.

G and I are doing some painting. We painted the train table (green part) the same as the door that I haven't gotten used to yet. We plan on painting the white part a light brown then paint a darker brown over it with a special texture roller to make it a wood grain. My mom and I did that to her headboard a long time ago.

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Last week while I waited on G to get done at VBS there was a really cool group of clouds that had a storm inside of them.  They were totally gorgeous.  The sun was behind me while I filmed but the light looked like sun in the clouds but in the video you can see the lightening.  I am sure at some point I have seen that before but that night it was a spectacular scene to me.  I stood and took videos and praised God in my heart for the beauty and majesty He created in storm clouds.

This Sunday while I napped G painted our failed mod podge table yellow. I don't know but somehow the yellow makes the mod podge part not look so very terrible.

Mom has had more rough days. Today she didn't know who G was and was so worried about that girl and where that girl's mother was. I explained for all the good it did and maybe in the moment it did work. My mom doesn't comprehend that G is 12 and no longer a baby. She knows G's name but today couldn't put it to the face. She totally doesn't remember my youngest nephews. Of course if they were here she would and with photos she sort of knows them or at least realizes she should know them.

G will be heading off to church camp next week, and I am praying that this is the week she will take this faith as her own.  She has already given her heart to Christ, but I want her to own it for herself.  We may or may not go on a fun activity this Saturday or Sunday.  I am still thinking on that.

G has completely lost her senses with this pokemon go since I told her not to get it at all and she claims to have forgotten what I said.  She is very close to losing her phone due to some very 12 year old ideas she and a friend implemented.  I am not enjoying the 12 year old attitude she throws at me most of the time.  It is during these moments a father in the home might be a great help.  She doesn't do this in front of my parents either or really any other adult.

It is just a phase and in less than 8 years she will be 20.  I just keep remembering that won't have her much longer and relationship is very important.  The day she leaves for camp will be our 11th anniversary of being a family.  She is such an American pre-teenager.

Monday, July 11, 2016

What We've Been Up To

Photos are posted in reverse order of the activity pictured.

showing off my awesome knife skillz on a watermelon almost cost me the tip of my finger. I actually don't have any real knife skills.  The watermelon doesn't have to be shared since G doesn't like it๐Ÿ˜€.


Painted the front doors on July 4th but I hate the color.  Now we will have to live with it.  Hoping it will grow on me.


picked almost 2 gallons of blueberries from a friend's bushes.  All are now frozen waiting for me to do something spectacular, other than in my imagination.


I had G clean the house; what else are 12 year olds good for? But she's awful cute doing it.


here she is mowing my parent's yard on the riding mower which she wishes we had too.  Not enough yard for us, we just push.

Other than keeping the fish alive and going to work; not much else is happening.  G did spend some money on a family trivial pursuit game and Mexican train dominoes set which we have played.  I can tolerate the TP game as it goes rather fast.  I really enjoy and am mostly beaten in Mexican train or chicken feet, another fun domino game. G has strategies.

G continues to spend the day with my parent's and helps around the yard.  My mom is slipping mostly recognizing us and not recognizing us in the same visit.  She rarely recognizes that her home is her home and is often ready to leave and go to some home she remembers but no longer owns.

G said she is ready to start school again but doesn't want to go back to the same.  She wants to go back to the public school but I won't allow that.  She thinks because she didn't have a report card with grades that she didn't learn anything.  Deal is, she learned more than she realizes.

So in a nutshell we are surviving, maybe thriving, praying for our country and our future.