10 on 10. . . A friend has challenged me to pick up my camera on the 10th day of every month and take 10 pictures, a picture every hour (approx.), to document the day.
So below is a quick glimpse into our day as a family of a chef. I say that because you’ll notice my chef/husband is only in one of these pictures, and it’s the picture of him on my cell phone. 🙁 It’s the day before Mother’s Day. He left around 6:30am this morning and still is not home as I write this (10:45pm). Lovely! Hopefully he’s on his way home soon!
I struggle with worrying so I decided to have my friend Jen over at Rustic Pine Designs make Philippians 4:6 into a sign to put up in our living room. As I sat in my favorite chair this morning, they were right in front of me. What a great reminder that no matter what comes my way, I have no reason to be anxious but just need to take it to God in prayer. Perfect way to start off the morning.
I am so in love with homemade honey yogurt right now. Again, I blame this on my chef/husband and his extensive research on making yogurt last year for a cooking video. I can’t seem to get enough of it. This was breakfast this morning, homemade honey yogurt with granola and strawberries, in a mason jar of course. (more…)
Today would have been my Mom’s 66th birthday. We lost her to cancer 12 years ago.
You would think after 12 birthdays, 12 of my parent’s wedding anniversaries, 12 Mother’s Days, etc., it would get a lot easier, but it really hasn’t.
There are so many things that come flooding into my mind on these types of days: memories of being told she had cancer, seeing her suffer, seeing the helplessness in my Dad’s eyes, pleading with God to heal her or take her home to be with Him so she would no longer be suffering, feeling so alone and sad while home alone at night after she died, etc.
There are of course happy memories as well: family vacations, playing the piano and singing together, doing puzzles, playing with play-dough in the kitchen while she cooked dinner, etc.
Sure. Why not. Go ahead. I can’t guarantee I will have an answer, but I will try.
Once people find out that I am married to a chef and they say their initial, “Wow, that must be amazing” comment, questions always follow. I do not mind at all, and some of them have actually been pretty funny over the years.
I don’t know what it is about the profession that is so intriguing to people, but it is definitely a great conversation starter. Everyone eats. Most people cook. There’s always something to talk about! (more…)
I’ve been married to my chef/husband for 18 1/2 years and there are numerous things I know now that I wish I knew in the beginning. One of them is that it’s OK to ask others for help. With Tom working so many hours to provide for us, there have been many times I have needed help, but too afraid to ask. I wish I could tell you I learned this early on, but it was not until recently that I really came to accept this as a fact. If I truly need help, it’s OK to ask.
When I say afraid to ask, I was not worried that my family or friends were going to yell ant me and say no. Asking for help would mean I would have to admit to others and myself that I wasn’t Super Mom, Super Wife or Super Friend. I couldn’t do everything for myself and I wasn’t willing to accept that.
I wrote the other day about how hard it was when my husband broke his back. It’s one thing to ask for help and support when you are going through a difficult time, but for the first time recently, I had to ask for help with a basic task, which not only was hard to admit I couldn’t do this, but it made me feel old. (I’m 39.) If I did not ask for help, it was either not going to get done at all, or I was going to be crying by the end of it from pain. (more…)
I started blogging back when scrapbooking became difficult because of small children. I wanted to have a way to remember things that were going on in our lives without having to worry about my 2 year old injuring herself with one of my many scrapbooking supplies. While our family blog has been an off and on ordeal, we all enjoy looking back at previous posts to see things we’ve done. Sometimes, I write posts to myself so I’ll look back and remember something. This is one of those posts.
This morning I decided to deactivate my personal Facebook account. This is not easy for me as I am a very social person and love to know what’s going on in people’s lives. However, everyone’s life looks perfect on Facebook. I know it’s not, but when I’m sitting at home browsing through my newsfeed, it’s hard not to think how amazing everyone else’s life is and I am jealous at times. My life is not horrible. It could just be that I’m depressed and it’s December (and I’m married to a chef, remember? We haven’t seen my husband in a while. The girls and I are out doing fun things, but miss him terribly!!) God has blessed me more than I could ever deserve, but I already struggle with contentment and Facebook makes it even harder. (more…)
