Attitude Adjustment

I have needed an attitude adjustment all day.  This is what happens when you are over tired and haven’t spent enough time with Jesus.

Every little thing bothered me today.  Seriously.  Working in the nursery one of the other workers made a benign comment to me and I wanted to say, “Seriously?  I only do this for a living.”  And then during the service I picked apart every little thing about the music.  The whole time I kept telling myself to get a grip and grow up.  Nothing that I was getting bothered by was actually worth getting worked up about!

Ugh.  I could go on and on about the things that were bothering me… but it would serve no purpose.  I just hope that I sleep well tonight (read: that the dogs don’t keep me awake with their random noises at 2 am) and that work tomorrow will go well.


Happy Birthday!

Happy birthday to me!  It’s hard to believe that two years ago exactly, I was sitting in a neurosurgeon’s office getting the news about my tumor and upcoming surgery.  It is always amazing to me to look back on those times of uncertainty when I hit these milestones and anniversaries and to see how faithful the Lord has been.  Of course, we all know that He is faithful, I think that we (at least I) sometimes forget just how faithful He is.

And so on this anniversary, I am thankful for God’s faithfulness and mercy, and for His never ending blessings.


Okay all of you dog lovers and dog owners, I have a question for you.  How do you keep your home smelling fresh and clean and free (or semi-free) of dog odor.  With Andy this was never a problem because he doesn’t sweat a whole lot, and his coat is very thin.  However, Harrison has a thick coat, and will grow into a large dog.  I’d like for friends and family with allergies to be able to bear to be in my home, and not have their nostrils assaulted by dog odor.  Actually, I’d like to walk in my door and not be assaulted by dog odor.

I know the basics… I mean, duh!  Vaccuum and give the dog a bath… but there have to be other things to help keep my house smelling fresh and clean.

So bring on your tips!

Grace :)

Grace in small things:

  • your husband telling you that your new puppy stayed in “his” area all day and didn’t leave any “gifts”
  • your new puppy wanting to snuggle up in your lap (btw… could be a problem when he’s BIG!)
  • a doctor that you respect taking your concerns about a baby that you love seriously

Our Family is Growing!

Meet Harrison 🙂

I know, I know what you’re thinking… “How on earth did Erin ever come to the conclusion that she wanted another dog?!  Especially since she really did not like Andy?”  Well, here is your answer.  While we were on our trip out West, I was around several families (all with dogs), who just adored their animals and whose dogs really added to the family.  So, I had a change of heart about Andy.  Andrew and I then started discussing the possiblity of bringing another dog into our home– a dog that we would choose together.  After a good deal of looking, we settled on our sweet Harrison (a Shar Pei/German Shepherd mix), and today we picked him up from Pet Rescue by Judy.  He is one of five or six puppies in his litter, three months old, and the calmest puppy I have ever met.  He is getting over a little cold, so we expect that once he is feeling better, he will be as active as can be!

So.  Get ready for a bunch of posts where I wonder what on earth I do with a puppy and plenty of questions on training!

Are you ready? Are you really ready?

For pictures of our house?!?!?!  You, dear blog readers (all four of you), are the first (besides our family) to see pictures of our new home.  Congratulations!

Okay, enough of that.  On to the reason for this post 🙂


So.  The spare bedrooms will all remain the same colors (is it wrong that I love the grey in the office?), I just need to decide on colors for the master bedroom and the living areas.  But in order to pick a color for the bedroom… I have to pick a bedspread.  *Sigh* Oh the choices involved in owning a home.  🙂

Not Quite Finished

I fell in love with this song by Brandon Heath the first time that I heard it.  What a great reminder that no matter what happens, all things are working together for good.  Even if the plans that I had for myself are “good”, God probably has something greater.

I was born in Tennessee
Late July humidity
Doctor said I was lucky to be alive

I’ve been trouble since the day that I got here
Trouble till the day that I disappear
That’ll be the day that I finally get it right


There is hope for me yet
Because God won’t forget
All the plans he’s made for me
I have to wait and see
He’s not finished with me yet

I never really was that good in school
I talked too much, broke the rules
Teacher thought I was hopeless fool alright

I don’t know how but I made it through
It’s one of those things that you’ve gotta do
But I always had a knack for telling the truth


Still wondering why I’m here
Still wrestling with my fear
But oh, He’s up to something
And the farther on I go
I’ve seen enough to know
That I’m, not here for nothing
He’s up to something

So now’s my time to be a man
Follow my heart as far as I can
No telling where I’m ending up tonight
I never slow down or so it seems
But singing my heart it’s one of my dreams
All I gotta do is hold on tight


Sometimes grace is…

  • discovering a new effect in Photoshop
  • realizing that you didn’t spend as much money on vacation as you thought you did
  • a parent of a baby in your care who thanks you for taking care of their sweet one
  • Realizing half way through the work day that one of your good friends is there with you and  you get to have surprise chats
  • breakfast with a friend that you miss

Not Me Monday


Unfamiliar with “Not Me Monday”?  Head over to MckMama’s blog!

Last night I certainly did not do something nice (which was really my responsibility anyway), in a pitiful attempt to make someone I was irritated with feel a little bit badly.

I also did not realize for the goodness-knows-how-many-time that I am one of the most selfish people I know.

At work on Sunday, I did not hope that a baby who was doing really well would not go down to level II NICU just because I wanted to keep her around for a little while longer (because she’s so stinkin’ cute!)

I also did not have to fight the urge to hold her all day while I needed to do other things.

Oh, and I certainly did not have cookies and fruit snacks for breakfast this morning.

And I did not start to worry about something that I have absolutely no control over, and isn’t even relevant right now.