Somebody Bring Me Some Calgon!

Somebody Bring Me Some Calgon!

OK, it’s official.  I am so done with my husband being gone.  I already knew he was the solid one in the relationship, but after a week without him I am more sure than ever that he is the glue and I am all of the random pieces.  The mere sight of one more broken appliance will put me over the edge.

I don’t know how single parents do it.  Or military parents…seriously, you all have my mad respect.

It’s like the whole house goes into some kind of other dimension and the boys don’t get their chores done and as sweet as the girls are, they have been kind of out-of-it for the past several days. And after last week’s M-word situation, I was not sure I was the best person to be leading these troops.  I am fairly sure my 8 year old would have been a better option considering I walked around afraid of my own shadow all week.

Somebody get me the biggest box of Calgon you can find.

Despite being as jumpy as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs, I decided to do something bold and get up Saturday morning to take the whole crew down to the city to participate in a protest at the nearest Planned Parenthood.  These rallies were taking place all around the country and we all felt we should be there.

I say it was bold because….

1. I was husbandless so that meant I was completely responsible for this crew and I think we can all see how that is going.  James and I used to attend these allies fairly often when the kids were little and I remember a few of them getting pretty ugly.

2. The Van.

I was going to have to crank up the old 15-passenger van.  And when I say crank, that’s pretty close to what it’s like.  This old thing has so many miles on it that it could be in the Guinness Book of World Records.  I don’t know how it is still working.  None of us like to drive it, it putters along, the A/C doesn’t work, it smells bad, it rattles like an old roller coaster and worst of all it gets about 2.7 miles to the gallon.

We only use it for emergency family outings, and even then we look into the price of a rental car first.

But I had to use it because we outnumbered the seats in my car and James left the minivan at the airport.  So we found the crank and off we went.

The event was very well organized and besides being so hot you could fry an egg on our foreheads, it went well.  The 600+ people there were peaceful and very upbeat about raising awareness of what is really going on inside that facility.  We saw lots of friends there and were blessed to have been a part of it.

Family participation in a rally

Afterwards I decided to run a few errands.  It’s not often we all go to the city together, it being over an hour away and us having to drive what basically equates to the Beverly Hillbillies’ vehicle to get there.  So we ate lunch then picked up some clothes for the boys.  We are going to Orlando in a few weeks for an awesome blogging event at Universal Studios called Family Forward and the boys needed shorts.  I also decided to get myself a hat, which I am not sure about yet.  Hats don’t like me very much.

We were all worn out from standing in the heat for 2 hours then shopping afterwards, so we drove home in the old van and collapsed.  Later that night we all ate dinner in my bedroom and watched the Duck Dynasty wedding, which was adorable and I cried through almost the whole show.  I love their style (except for the scraggly beards and head bandanas) and the values were so sweet.  Lord, bless them.

After church on Sunday we came home and worked on a video trailer we are making for my book that comes out NEXT WEEK!!!

It’s so close y’all!  Have you ordered yours yet?!

My 12 year old is the director and we had a great afternoon together shooting it.  My daughter Hope did all of the artwork and it’s the cutest thing since Princess Charlotte.  We are wrapping it up this week and you’ll be the first to see it!

working on a book trailer as a family

I fell asleep on Sunday night before the kids even knew I was out. They were all still awake and I just had to trust that they wouldn’t have any loud parties or burn anything because I would have slept through it all.  Mama was DONE.

This week is full of more book promotions and trying to keep my sanity.  Which basically describes my life in a nutshell.

Have a good one!

Feeling SpOILed

Feeling SpOILed

This past weekend was a heap o’housecleaning and packing.

It began on Saturday morning after my walk.  When I got home we all sat around in the living room going over plans and schedules and who needed to be where and when for the week.  We talked about budgets and how to juggle the cars and when to do the grocery shopping, etc.  You’d think after all these years it would be simple, but it never is.

My husband James and our oldest son were planning a trip together for the week, leaving at 4:30 on Sunday morning.  So we all needed to plan for their exit needs.  In addition to that, the rest of us had gotten a little tired of the house staying messy, so we decided to make Saturday a deep cleaning day.

OK, maybe that’s a little exaggeration.  *I* was tired of the mess.  I think they were too, they just didn’t know it.

We divided up the household chores and each person had an area they were responsible for.  I had the dining room and my own bathroom (which was a little sneaky on my part since I cleaned my bathroom a couple of days before.  Shhhh….).  Levi was going to be my “cleaning assistant” which basically meant more work for me than if I had just done it by myself.  He likes to talk a lot and forgets that we are supposed to be working.  But that’s OK….I like hanging out with him so it all evens out.

In the morning I poked around doing a few other jobs like 8 loads of laundry and giving the puppy a bath and then I told Levi, “I’m ready.  Let’s clean the dining room now.”  He acted excited at first, under the false assumption that it was gonna be a picnic.  Like we would just erase the random drawings on our white board, sweep and we’d be done.

Wrong.

Mom clean is different than kid clean

When Mom cleans it is a serious thing.  We pulled books off of shelves and dusted, we moved furniture and scrubbed under it.  We cleaned out baskets of junk and polished all of the furniture.  At one point he disappeared under the guise that he had to go to the bathroom, but this isn’t my first rodeo, mister.  I am onto that trick.

After a few hours we were mostly finished and it was time for me to move onto to helping James pack for his trip, so I told Levi we could finish the rest tomorrow.  “Tomorrow?! How much could there be left to do?!?!” he exclaimed as he slapped his palm to his forehead.  I hated to tell him that I could work on just that room for 2 more days.

To make it up to him I let the boys watch a movie, even though we don’t usually watch movies on Saturday.  That soothed his tired little self.

Poor James had been feeling queasy all day, so I offered to pack for him while he told me what to do.  It was also a great way to spend time together before they left.  He sat in our bedroom recliner and pointed while I located what he needed and put it in the suitcase.  By the time we were finished he was looking a little green so he went straight to bed with the plan to get up at 4:15 the next morning in order to be at the airport by 5:30  (in case you don’t like math, that’s an hour drive to the airport from our house).

But the next morning when my backup alarm went off I checked on him and it was pretty obvious that he wasn’t going to be able to go on the trip.  He was just too sick.  Jacob and I made the quick decision that I would drive Jacob to the airport and hopefully James could catch up with him the next day after 24 hours of rest.  I literally flew out the door without even drawing my eyebrows on.  By 4:45 we were on the road.

Even though I was unprepared for the early morning drive, I did enjoy spending that time with Jacob.  We were talking and then about 15 minutes before we got to the airport he realized that all of his supplements and oils were in James’ suitcase.  They had planned to check one bag and filled it with the liquids and that bag was still at home.  Uh oh.

When you get used to having oils in you life it’s hard to live without them.

I said, “Let’s just see what’s in my purse.  Maybe I have at least some peppermint (Jacob’s favorite oil and one I always travel with!).  I set my purse next to me and started digging around in the bottom of it as I drove, going by feel alone.  If you’re wondering why he didn’t just look in the purse for me, it’s an unspoken law of nature….men don’t look in ladies’ purses.

As I blindly rummaged for the familiar shape of the bottles, I pulled them out one at a time.  “Here’s some Thieves!” He grabbed it from my hand, “Oh cool, I’ll take that!” as he shoved it into his bag.  I dug again, “Oh,” I held out a bottle, “I found peppermint!”  “Hey thanks!” he liked that.   “Here, I have a bottle of Abundance…”  He took it saying he had always wanted to try that one.  On and on it went until he had about 8 oils, 2 packets of NingXia Red and several NingXia Nitros to take with him.  And there were several more he didn’t want to take (in case you’re wondering, he opted out of lime, Slique, Valor II and Northern Lights Black Spruce.  My purse was like a clown car of Young Living products.

I don’t think I realized how many oils I carry with me since I just toss them in there and use them individually.  I saw for how spoiled I am and had a moment of gratitude for these gifts.

The only bottle I may shed a few tears over is the Abundance.  I use it every day and I have a feeling I’m not getting it back.  It’s one of those oils that every time I recommend it to someone they message me a month later and say they never want to be without it ever again.  And being the mom in this situation….well we all know the rules.  The kids don’t feel they have to return moms’ things.

I’ll be ordering myself a new bottle this week.

Once I got home it was time to dress the boys and head off to church.  The sermon was wonderful, which kept me awake.  Well, that plus I drank a NingXia Zing mixed with lemon, frankincense, Light the Fire and an ounce of NingXia Red on the way to church.  Nothing was holding me down after that.

After church I helped James a little and then settled the kids in for some down time.  One of my girls and I decided to watch “The Karate Kid” because she had never seen it.  It was a flashback of the 80s complete with big shoulder pads and music by Survivor.  By the time it was over I was thinking about popping open a can of Tab and playing with my Rubik’s Cube.

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This morning James was feeling well enough to go so he headed to the airport to catch up with Jacob.  Those of us staying home will be doing our normal weekly activities of swimming, sweeping and trying to keep up with laundry.

And I’ll be refilling my purse with oils, of course.

Have a great week!

Be Who You Promise Yourself You Will Be

Be Who You Promise Yourself You Will Be

Last week the Young Living International Grand Convention was pretty much amazing.  In addition to learning about great products and hearing some speakers who were nothing short of incredible….I also got to spend time with 2 of my favorite people in the whole wide world.  Two of my older kids.  They went along with me for the week.

Doesn’t get much better than that.

Except when I got home to the rest of my family.  Yep.  That was even better.

We spent the week at the Gaylord in Dallas, TX which is a huge hotel and convention center.  I was looking forward to getting some extra walking steps in since I’ve been sitting so much lately working on promoting my book (being released on Sept 1….woohoo!).

A couple of years ago when I started getting healthy and traveling so much, I made a commitment to myself to take the stairs whenever I was staying in a hotel.  I would allow myself to use the elevator up when carrying luggage upon arriving and down upon leaving, but the rest of my trips back and forth to my room had to be stairs only.

So last week when I walked up to the front desk and checked in the clerk said, “Here you go Mrs. Pennington.  Your room is on the ninth floor.”

Say wha?!

My heart stopped, “Do you have any rooms that are lower, like below the fourth floor?”

(panic)

“We are completely full and that’s the only room.  Don’t worry, the elevator is quick and you’ll love your room!”  Then she handed me my ninth floor key.

As we hauled our giant load toward the elevator I told myself I don’t have to do it.  It’s too much.  I will be walking so much already that taking the stairs will be too tiring.  Just skip it this time.  You need you beauty rest.  On and on my mental excuses went.

We settled into our room and after an hour we headed out to go register for the conference and visit with friends.  I knew it was decision time.  Do I take the elevator or the stairs?  Down NINE floors.

In the words of the great William Shakespeare, “To be or not to be, that is the question.”

Tanslation: Do I be the person I promised myself I would be or believe the excuses that I was whispering in my own ear.

I decided to BE.

If you tell yourself you will do it...keep the promise to youself!

So for five days I walked up and down those stairs.  It really changed the way I thought about going up to my room!  Did I really need to?  Would I have to come back down soon?  If so, could it wait and only make a single trip?

I’m dedicated, but I’m not insane.  If I could avoid an extra trip I would!

Once or twice a friend was going to my room with me and I would take the elevator, but honestly I felt a little guilty about that.  I could have met her at the top.  Oh sure, she would have to wait for 10 minutes, but I could have done it.

For the first twenty-four hours I was really struggling by the time I got to the fourth floor.  I’d have to stop for a second and pull myself together at each landing.  By day three I struggled around floor six and by the end I only got tired as I rounded the corner from eight to nine.  I’ll bet if I stayed a few more days I would be doing the whole trip with ease.

So what did I learn, besides to be more careful when making promises to myself?  I learned that I am stronger than I think.  I learned that when I put my mind to it I can do something hard.  I learned that what I think determines what I can accomplish.  I learned that I don’t need to carry so much in my purse.

I mean, do I really NEED those breath mints and water bottles?!  That’s a couple of pounds I could NOT have on my back while I climbed.  Once night when it was after 10:00 and I was dawg tired, I stood there looking up at the stairs.  My purse was heavy so I looked in it to see what I could ditch before I started my ascent.  There was a whole water bottle in there.  So I opened it and right there at the foot of the stairwell I drank that entire bottle.

Of course I realized immediately that only meant I would be carrying the water INSIDE myself instead of outside.  But no matter.  It wasn’t hurting my neck or shoulder as it passed through my digestive system.

As much as it was kind of a pain to take the stairs all week, it was also something I needed to do for myself.  It was definitely a confidence builder.

So now I need to make a new promise….one that pushes me even further.

Have a great week!

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I’d love to hear if you have any promises you’ve made to yourself!

 

I’m Trying Not to Be a Mom-Zombie

I’m Trying Not to Be a Mom-Zombie

The Focused Conference in Virginia last weekend was wonderful!  We laughed, we learned, we ate…..pretty much in that order.  I got to meet so many amazing women….it never ceases to amaze me how many brilliant people are out there.

Right now I’m sitting in the airport trying to figure out a way to sum up the past few days.

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I would normally do that on Monday morning, all casual and lounging in my recliner with my kids around me chatting me up.  But that won’t be possible since I have to pile my boys in my car tomorrow morning by 8:00 and drive them to their orthodontist appointments in the city.

I really love our ortho, but I do occasionally wonder about the wisdom of choosing one so far away.  Most of the time it’s no big deal, but after flying home from Virginia the day before and getting back after dark….I really don’t much feel like waking up early and leaving home.

But I really DO want to spend some quality time with my boys who I am missing like crazy right now, so I need to look at it as a gift instead of a burden.  I can sleep another time.  Not sure when, but I am confident it will happen someday.

And as a double treat my boys get to go with me after the orthodontist while I get my haircut.  I get it cut at ULTA where there are plenty of makeup and hair products for them to peruse while I am in the chair.  I had to promise them In & Out burgers PLUS a trip to the Lego store to make up for the torture.

Tuesday and Wednesday are turning out to be really full days also.  So I will need to pick up some under eye repair cream while I’m at ULTA tomorrow or I will start to look like a mom-zombie.

Speaking of busy, I will only be home for a few days before heading back to Dallas (by car this time since several of my kids are going with me) for the Young Living International Grand Convention.  It’s no big deal….just 12,000 of my closest friends hanging out together.  The word “madness” comes to mind.  I plan to pack a LOT of food to take with us, not to save money but because I expect the lunch lines at even the fastest food places to be so long you will be ready for dinner by the time you get to eat.

It’s a good thing I like raw fruits and veggies.

If you have tips for packing up food for traveling over a week hop over to my Facebook page and share them with all of us!

Have a great week!

Retreating

Retreating

Do you go to retreats?  It has been a long, long time since I attended any kind of retreat where I wasn’t speaking or working.  But this past weekend I got to go to one and let me tell ya…..I was not prepared for the deep introspection and personal conviction.

It was a good/hard kind of experience.

Good….God dug deep and pulled some weeds from my heart.
Hard…..Ouch!

On Friday morning my daughter and I drove to Dallas, where the retreat was being held.  She rode with me so she could spend the weekend with my older daughter who lives there and visit my wonderful sister-in-law and her family.  We had a fantabulous ride up just talking and listening to podcasts and sharing ideas.  We arrived and I took my 2 girls to lunch and really just enjoyed some down time together.  Afterwards, I left them and headed to my retreat.

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It was hosted by my Young Living leader and oh-my-lands she is good at making you feel cared for!  Every detail down to the light fixtures in the hotel was perfection.  We played team building games and ate amazing food and had NingXia Red at every meal. #spoiled

The real learning of the retreat was on Friday when we attended sessions about building a vision and understanding what motivates you and knowing your purpose.  It got pretty deep and for a while I felt like I had been hit by an emotional mac truck.  I have been through the ringer over this past year and it kind of just all came down around me.  I know we were supposed to be learning business ideas and being inspired in our Young Living dreams….but I had so many aha moments that were personal mixed in with all of the lightbulbs flashing over my head for my business that my brain nearly exploded.  In a good way.

I was taking notes as fast as my little hand would write.

At around 3:00 on Friday we took a break for a few hours before dinner.  Most of the ladies headed to the pool, but I just couldn’t take the extreme temps so I went to my hotel room and spent some time with my notebook and my Bible.  Me and God had a long talk.

Good/Hard.

I definitely felt refreshed and made some decisions about how I spend my time and where God wants me to focus.  I got to talk with my leader about my thoughts, which was amazing to be together in person so we could really connect and have a meeting of the minds.  And my roommate was so great too, she let me spill my thoughts out to her and helped me think through some things well into the wee hours of the night.  #blessed

On Saturday morning I went for a facial before heading to pick up my daughter and drive back home.  Have you ever had a facial?  I had never had one before and Lord-have-mercy, it was unbelievable.  If I could I would get one every week.  My skin is still thanking me.

On the Saturday afternoon drive home my daughter and I talked a lot about what we had each done while in Dallas and made plans for the next few days.  She and I are traveling together again next weekend.  We are going to the Focused Conference in Virginia.  More time together.  More learning.  More bonding over everything from gluten-free food to books we love.

When I got home it was hard to decide….to unpack or not to unpack.  Ultimately I could have just left it all on the suitcase and used it again next weekend.  The problem is that one trip was driving and the other is flying.  Flying requires a whole different kind of packing.  Little bottles, Ziploc bags, shoes that slip off easily….for my driving trip I just kept tossing things in the car like I hadn’t a care in the world until I had, in addition to my suitcase, several tote bags full of random, completely unnecessary stuff. So I decided it would be best to go ahead and put everything away (except the suitcase) and get it all back out again in 3 days.  I do feel more organized with it all put in its place instead of living out of a suitcase in my own home.

For the next few days I will be reflecting on all that God showed me last weekend and asking Him to help me keep those nasty weeds OUT of my heart and help me plant something beautiful and fruitful in its place.  I have let too many unwanted things grow in there lately and I am glad to be rid of them.  I’ll be reading my Bible and pouring God’s Word over those recently touched areas.

And I will be thanking God for His mercies….I sure am feeling His goodness these days.

How about you?  When was the last retreat you went on?

A Testimony to the Power of Prayer

A Testimony to the Power of Prayer

Back in the day when my kids were little, my husband would walk in the house at the end of his workday and say, “Hi honey, what did you do today?”  And I had nothing to say.  I felt like I had been crazy busy, but when someone asks you and you can only think of small things like diaper changes and spilled crackers and crying babies and nursing the baby it feels like you did nothing.

And that’s how I feel about last weekend.  My thoughts are a blur of activity, none of which are worth telling you about.

Unless you want to start on Friday morning.  That was pretty exciting.

I woke up and decided instead of doing my morning run I would exercise in the pool.  I just felt like a change of pace.  But it was a bit of a “if you give a mouse a cookie” situation because I discovered a big mess of pool toys left out from the boys swimming the night before. I so stuck my head in the house and called for the boys to come out and clean them up.  One of them was in the kitchen and he came out and started cleaning up with me.

But then as we put away the toys I noticed that there was rain water (from who knows when!) in the container where they keep the smaller toys, so we cleaned that out, and then I saw that the large toy storage was a mess, so I called another boy out and I had him straighten that and another boy came out and I had him start trimming some overgrown limbs that were dragging in the pool and the last, unfortunate son came to see where everyone was so I had him carry the cut limbs to the burn area in the back of the yard.

I finally got in the pool after half an hour of working with the boys. But only about 10 minutes into my exercises someone came running to tell me that our 16 year old son Noah had been bitten by “something”.  I got out of the water, wrapped myself in a towel and went into the kitchen where he was sitting with ice on the sting.  As I was assessing the situation he said he was starting to feel worse.  His hand (where he was bitten) had swollen to nearly double its normal size and he was covered in hives.  He said he felt like he couldn’t breathe and that’s when I started to freak.  My husband was walking in the house so I yelled for him to take our son to the hospital.  He rushed over to us and immediately agreed and while I helped Noah to the van while my husband ran to get his keys.  Our oldest son, Jacob, came out to see what was going on (I may have been screaming, I really don’t remember) and he jumped in the car with them.  They drove off and I ran to change out of my wet suit and I followed right behind.

Oh.  My.  Lord.

That was pretty much all I could say in prayers as I drove.  We live about 15 minutes from the hospital if you’re speeding.  A few minutes into my drive I felt the Holy Spirit tell me to ask people to pray.  I knew my son was already having blurred vision when they left so my mind was not working and I couldn’t think of who to call….so I just put it out on Facebook.

“Y’all please pray for my 16 year old son.  We are rushing him to the hospital.  More later. XO”

Two minutes after I asked for prayer my husband called me and said as they were pulling into the emergency room driveway our son just started breathing.  He kind of woke up, didn’t feel faint, could see and was breathing fine.  He said the swelling and redness was going down.

THE POWER OF PRAYER!!!

A beautiful testimony about how God answers prayer!

We decided that they would sit right outside of the emergency room while I ran to the pharmacy and got whatever the pharmacist recommended.  As long as he was breathing fine and didn’t have any other symptoms we didn’t think we needed to spend the morning in the ER.  But at the same time….we didn’t want to be far away if it happened again.  I took the bottle of Benadryl the pharmacist suggested to the hospital parking lot and gave the OTC meds to Noah, but honestly….except that his hand was still very swollen you couldn’t tell anything was happening to him.  He was completely fine.  I just stared at him amazed by God’s miracles.

Then I did what any mother would do…..I started to cry and pet him and kiss him and be generally annoying.  I announced that when we got home I would be sitting next to him and staring at him for the next 24-48 hours.

And here’s the message for you kids who might be reading this: If your mom was just scared out of her mind that you might die any second and she tells you that you will have to sleep next to her that night so she can listen to you breathe….there’s no point in arguing about it.

We waited there for a while then decided it would be OK to take him home.  He announced that he was really hungry and could we get him some food.  These boys are always, always, always hungry.

It’s as it should be.

So we fed him burgers and let him sit on the couch all day eating ice cream and playing wii because frankly I was too worn out from the morning to even think about him going back outside.  Plus his swollen hand was useless and he was a little sluggish from the Benadryl I gave him in the parking lot.

And the rest of the weekend after that is a blur.  While I am sure I did some other things, I really don’t remember much.  We cleaned house and went to church and to my friend Sara’s beautiful anniversary party and we shopped a little and I worked on book stuff and I barely recall any of it because the only thing on my mind was hugging my kids and thanking God for them and trying not to cry.

On Sunday evening I asked my husband if we could buy our son a pony…..or maybe a car.  He gave me this shocked look, “A car?!?!”

I know, I know.  I just wanted to do something for Noah so he would always know how glad I am that he is here.

He will have to settle for all the burgers he wants ‘cuz I can’t afford a pony or a car.

Have a great week!

Puppies & Parades

Puppies & Parades

Well, we have a new family member and it will come as a surprise to many of you who know me to be not-so-much-of-a-dog-person.  I mean, I like dogs, I have one outside that I love to death, but I don’t feel a need to make googly eyes at them or think of them as people.

All that to say, yes, we got a puppy.  It just kind of happened (it was definitely a God-thing) and now we are all in love with him.  He is so little and fun and playful and happy and just what we needed around here.

I wub him.

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He’s very wiggly and hard to photograph.  So the best I could do was press him against my face to keep him still for a flash of a second.  Immediately after we snapped that photo he dashed off to chase a piece of knotted rope.

We had a nice Fourth of July weekend.  It started early on Saturday morning as some of the kids and I went to a nearby town to be in a parade.  We rode in/walked with a float for the local pregnancy center and handed out candy and toys to the kids in the crowd.  I didn’t make it the whole time because I wore the wrong shoes and my feet were killing me.  But my kids stayed on the float ’til the end while I watched from the sidelines for the last half.

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After the parade was over I was so tired, I guess from the heat of the day, that I went home and pretty much slept until it was time to watch fireworks.  It was just a plain old American Saturday.

The next day was just like every other Sunday.  1. Church 2. Lunch 3. Nap

That’s it.

Sunday at its best

James and I have been trying to squeeze out some alone time on Sunday evenings so we locked ourselves in the bedroom and ate dinner and talked.  It was nice, but too short.  With so much going on this summer we need to really make the time to stay connected.  I was so tired that I think I fell asleep once while he was talking.  I tried to hide it, but snorting myself awake probably gave me away.  There’s just no casual way to recover from that kind of faux pas.

This week I will be putting together some promos for my book that’s coming out in September and I am actually now writing my next book to release in 2016.  God has surely blessed me to allow me to be used for His glory in this way.  I give Him all the credit!

I want to close this Monday weekend update with a bit of the message from yesterday’s sermon on 1 Peter 5:6-9…

We can expect that the devil is prowling around just watching for an opportunity to devour us.  The only sure repellant of that hungry lion is a person who is FIRM in the FAITH!  Hang onto your faith, spend time in the Word, keep your weapon sharp and be watchful.  The victory belongs to the Lord!

Have a great week!

Planes, Buses and Friends

Planes, Buses and Friends

I have been home from Utah for 2 days now and I am still worn out from it all!

I left the house at 4am on Thursday morning to catch my flight.  I have gotten pretty good at flying over the past few years with all of my traveling.  I have some Bose Noise Cancelling headphones that drown out all of the airplane noise and I always have an audiobook ready to go and I have a mellow playlist for when I am ready to fall asleep (think ocean waves and harps).

I get into my seat, put my Travel Pillow behind my neck and my headset on and fall right to sleep….often before we even get off the runway.  And of course, my essential oils are a great help!  StressAway at the beginning of the flight/peppermint at the end and I am in good shape.

Once I landed it was go-go-go for three days.  I got to tour the Young Living farm and see how the distillation happens (that was my favorite part!).  I met so many amazing people and asked a zillion questions.  I love hearing people’s stories and how they have made their Young Living business work for them.

Plus I got a hotel room to myself, which if I am being totally honest, may have been some of my favorite moments.  At the end of each day I literally just laid there in the quiet and did nothing, thought nothing, planned nothing, learned nothing.  I turned my mind completely off.  It’s unlikely that I will have that again for years, so I soaked in every bit of it.

Most of the time I hung out with these two gorgeous ladies…

Two of my favorite people!

That picture was taken while we were having lunch at the corporate offices.  We were trying to be professional.  But most of our pictures looked like this…

Two of my favorite people!

We spent hours being transported around on buses so we entertained ourselves by trying to take selfies and telling stories.  I laughed so much my sides were sore at the end of each day.  They made my trip a million times better than I expected!!!!

On Sunday I flew home and went straight to church for a time of prayer for our country.  Even though I was tired from traveling, I didn’t want to miss that after what’s been happening for the past week.  It was the perfect ending to a long weekend.

On Monday morning I started my clean eating challenge and it’s going OK so far.  I am getting my head around doing the 5 day cleanse next week, so this week I am just sticking to fresh veggies and protein.  It’s not too late to join me if you want to clean up your diet and take back your health!

Thankfully I have a couple of quiet-ish weeks ahead before the travel picks up again.  I plan to swim with my kids, nap then hang with my kids some more.

Have a wonderful week!

(If you are interested in knowing more about Young Living leave me a comment and I will send you some info!)

Let’s Have a Cleanse Party!

Let’s Have a Cleanse Party!

Well my big week of driving kids all over the place is behind me.  I am not sure how I survived it except to say that I ate my way through the week, gaining 3# and wondering how other moms do it all year long.

I have 3 days to lose that weight before Thursday when I will be heading to Utah for a Young Living retreat where I will likely gain it back.  That’s OK, next week I plan to start a month of personal boot camp to lose the weight I have gained lately.  It’s just life I suppose…the scale goes up and down.  Life.

But I am needing to get my head back in the game of taking better care of myself and July is going to be my month.

So in addition to losing a few pounds by Thursday, I have to pack for my trip and I haven’t even given a thought to what to pack.  I have no idea what to wear for the day labeled as “business attire.”  When I think of great business attire I picture those suits that Doris Day used to wear, so fashionable and figure flattering.

A beautiful fashion

I just can’t pull that off.  Partly because I’m more of loose and comfy with red cowboy boots girl and partly because my figure is more like a Dr. Seuss character.  I will look around in some stores today to try to find something smart to wear, possibly from the Gap.

I am really looking forward to the retreat, despite the attire situation.  I will be learning more about this amazing company and these products that I adore.  They have changed my life in so many ways and not to get all cheesy, but I don’t know how I would have made it through this past year without them.  You never know what’s around the corner, my friend.  Having these oils and supplements helped me manage some tough emotional lows plus spiritual and physical trials.  That’s why I can’t shut up about them….they are amazing!

Which brings me back around to my personal boot camp next week.  Beginning next Monday, June 29, I am starting a month of clean eating.  No sugar, no junk food, lots of veggies and protein.  Then on Monday, July 6, I am going to do a 5 day cleanse that will really get my body/mind back in focus.  I did this same cleanse a few weeks ago and really liked it.  So I am going to do it again and I am hoping to get some friends to do it along with me!

Last time I did it with my friend Pattie and it was so helpful to know that she was enduring the same difficulties and feeling the same resolve.  We held each other up, made jokes and just got through it together.  She made it SO MUCH easier!

If you want to join me in this effort…..go order the Young Living 5-Day Nutritive Cleanse.  It comes with everything you need (except for a few real foods you’ll be eating).  I felt so great afterward, lost a few pounds and I noticed I wasn’t craving junk when it was over.  That was nice….plus there’s no thinking.  Just follow the recommended diet (you can Google it and find the pdf from Young Living with everything you need to know).

You can do it!  It’s only for 5 days and I am giving you 2 weeks to mentally prepare and order your products.  After it’s done, we will keep clean eating for the rest of the month as best we can (but you can just join for the cleanse if you want).

I’d love to add you to the Facebook group where we can support each other for the month!  Pattie is going to host it with me, so you’ll have both of us to cheer you on!  We will be frequently sharing other YL products that are helping us too.  But the 5-Day Nutritive Cleanse is all you need to join us!

 

Spend a month cleaning up your eating habits and start with a 5 day cleanse!

Leave me a comment here, on my Facebook page or ask to join the party through Facebook.  The more the merrier!  We can suffer and succeed together!

And if you are not yet a member of Young Living, now’s a great time to join!  The kit is all new and so beautiful!  Let me know if you have questions.  Click HERE to learn more and get started! (and when you join through me with the Premium Starter Kit I’ll send you a great reference book and extra goodies to help you get started!).

Have a great week!

I’m a Very, Very Good Driver

I’m a Very, Very Good Driver

I never, ever got smart enough to prepare for this phase of my parenting journey.  I have apparently moved into the “always-in-the-car” season of my life, and along with it I am noticing a widening of my backside and very pale skin.  I suppose it is because I sit and eat snacks all the livelong day without actually getting any sun as I drive my children all over Timbucktoo.

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I have made 6 trips to the city in the past few days with 3 more trips before Friday, plus driving to the next small town 30 minutes away in the other direction every single day this week while I wait for 3 hours for my little guys to do a summer camp.  My car and I deserve a prize….perhaps in the form of a large cup of Sonic ice followed by a nap.

Over the past few months as these plans all came together, each child requesting to take this class or attend that camp, it seemed doable.  But I didn’t coordinate schedules while I was saying YES and before I knew it we were going so many different directions that we need a military strategist to organize it all.  The older kids and I have to have a meeting every night to figure out who will drive where in what car with which child the next day.

In the middle of all of that activity James and I had our 29th anniversary to celebrate.  We decided to kill two birds with one stone and go out to a nice dinner on Saturday night in the city since we had to pick up a couple of the kids there at 10:00pm anyway.  It’s been a long time since we went out on a Saturday night since I would rather have a root canal than stand in a crowded restaurant for an hour waiting for a table.

But we had a surprisingly good time despite our table being 8″ from the diners next to us and not being able to hear what each other was saying the whole time.

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After dinner we still had a couple of hours to kill so we took a stroll down to the bookstore and wandered around in there for a while looking at books.  Our shopping adventures go something like this (after 29 years together we have this down):
Me: Hey!  This looks like a great book!  Let’s buy it!
Him: We don’t need any more books.
Me: But this would be so good for the kids and look….here’s another one we need! {I begin to collect a large pile of books in my arms as I walk through the store}
Him: Lisa, we really don’t need those books and we are watching our budget, remember?
Me: OK, I will sit here in this chair looking through every book and choose 2 to put back.  Will that make you feel better?  If we only buy 8 books instead of 10?
Him: No.
Me: OK, how about this….I will choose 2 to put back and then I will pick a few more that I can get cheaper on Amazon and….hey look!  There’s another one that we NEED!

On and on it goes.  Me finding things we “need” (you know…for the kids!) and him telling me what we really need is to stay on budget.  In the end we bought 2 books and a game.  The game was for him.

It was always what would happen in the end.  It never changes, but we MUST go through the motions.

One super-duper cool thing that happened while we were at the bookstore is James decided to see if my book was on their computer and it was!  Right there with a description and preorder info.  I took a picture, of course!  Who cares if it’s a dork move?  My book is for sale at Barnes & Noble for goodness sake!

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But it doesn’t really change anything in my life.  I still have to drive my kids to their activities all week while figuring out when I will be able to get to the grocery store and if I don’t get some sun people will assume I have an illness.  Being a published author is cool, but I’m still just Mom.

Have a great week!