Ok Facebookers.

I'm just not feeling it girls. There is no love between me & Facebook. ;o) I'm sorry. I guess I'm a loner. I don't like it & I can't read the font it's so small! Plus with all these walls, I get all stinkin' confused. Especially when I see your friends comment, but they aren't my friends, & I can't read their own walls - heck, I can barely locate my own wall...& well - just forget it! I quit! Ü

In other news I'm trying to upload a photo of Mercedes looking at our dancing reindeer. Well looky looky - my cf card will not insert into the slot thingy! Love my technology terms? Ü I believe there may be a possibility a miniature got a little too close to my computer. Ultimately damaging the CF thingy. Considering you know how much I love & adore my photos - I'm not a happy camper right now!

Happy Facebooking you crazy people! :)

Kidbits.

Lately, Bentley has been bringing home school work with the most awful handwriting. Because we know he has beautiful handwriting (he's left-handed too :) when he takes his time, we in no way tolerate sloppy handwriting. He now has to rewrite all illegible school work.

Today he showed me his pretest spelling test.

Me: Bentley, who wrote this paper?

Bents: (hesitant to answer replied...) Me.

Me: You? You did this?

Bents: Yes, why?

Me: I can read it! It's beautiful!

Bents: Thank you.

Me: What made you decide to write properly?

Bents: I got tired of hearing you gripe about it.

LOL

Me: Woohoo! Alrighty then!

And a big high five followed.

It's pleases me to know that complaining enough can actually work in one's favor. Ü

Facebook.

I'm doing a survey.

If you participate in this sin, LOL, say I. I'm curious as to how many have Facebook profiles. Besides the Sweet Escape girls. :)

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Other than that, I ain't got nuttin'. Been decking the halls this weekend. Outside lights & yard art is displayed. Kids' tree is up (I redistributed the ornaments they hung on their tree....shhhh...Jags' were really cute all in one spot but it drove me bonkers. I keep asking myself why I bought them their own tree when I rearrange their decorations? Maybe I am Mommy Dearest.). My tree needs ornaments. Plus nativity scene. Plus all other decorations which seem to grow each Christmas. We're getting there.

Black Friday. Part II.

I know why it's called Black Friday. I was half dead by 11:30 a.m.

Mentionables:

1.) The weather man was incorrect. It poured rain. I left my umbrella in the car. Every time.

2.) I only ran over one person's foot w/ my heavily-loaded basket. I'm proud to announce no other injuries occurred. :)

3.) I thought I'd be swift & secure my large Sonic Diet Coke in between some broken bars in the basket so it wouldn't tip over. Little did I know the metal edges were sharp (the nerve) & poked a few holes in the styrofoam. You know what's it's like running thru Toys-R-Us, on Black Friday, trying to dodge a few hundred people while attempting to make it to the bathroom before the entire thing dumped all over the floor? Needless to say, I left a little trail. :)

4.) I discovered I talk to myself. A lot. Out loud. And if I'm not talking, I'm whistling. Christmas tunes. I'm quite confident I was very annoying.

5.) I was disturbed approximately 128 times from people asking to read my sales ad. Bring your own, people!

6.) I wasted about 45 minutes waiting for an employee to retrieve me another fire engine from the very top shelf, because the one I chose had a ripped box. I don't do ripped boxes.

This year is history in the making. Never, ever, ever have I completed this much shopping before December 1st. Never. Did I say never? Typically I am a last minute, completely stressed-out frantic woman by December 20th. Not this year. I am not done but oh so close. Getting up @ 6:15 a.m. to fight crowds was totally worth it. Ü

I really want to relax & just enjoy this Christmas season with my miniatures. I say that every year. Inevitably, this is the year! Ü

Did I mention husband informed me the other night we were "blowing the Christmas budget"? Yep. He decided to get the kids a Wii. Considering we have made it all these years with no video games (other than Bentley's Nintendo DS which he just received in April) I said "okey dokey!" Ü

It's now 7:50 p.m. & I am headed to bed. Right after I clear it off because it is covered in Christmas gifts. Where am I going to store all this stuff? Ü

Good night!

Kidbits.

We had chicken wings last night.

Bentley: "And this is the tibia..." LOL

We took a drive last night & Jaguar spotted Christmas lights:

Jags: "But we haven't had Thanks Forgiving yet!"

♥

Thanksgiving.

I found this little guy today @ Target. He's part of a precious little collection they currently carry. This particular little guy tugged @ my heart. Then jumped in my cart. Ü

Being a parent is the most beautiful opportunity I've ever been trusted with. The love, the tears, the laughs & the memories. The opportunity to shape & mold & build little beings. The opportunity so many pray every night to experience.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving.

We have so much to be thankful for. Yet so many are hurting & their vision is fogged. Finances are dim. Jobs have dissipated. Many have lost a loved one. Someone is dying of cancer. Others are ill. Homeless. Lonely. Heartbroken. So many can't see the light thru the dark.

But there is light. And it is shining bright for all to see.

On Thanksgiving, above all you are thankful for, I hope you remember we have been given the free gift of salvation. His name is Christ.

I have given my testimony several times but here's the very short version.

I was not a Christian until I was 30. I was surrounded by Christians - most of my friends & employees were Christians. Yet I was not. At work we often discussed religion. I never understood it. And even though I inquired, no one showed me the way. I don't fault them -that's just the way it was. I was headed to hell & I had absolutely no idea.

One Sunday morning I was watching a church service on tv. It was a mega church in Dallas. A Baptist church, I believe. That church not only spoke with me over the phone & mailed me the most valuable information ever, more importantly they (strangers) showed me the way. They showed me the light. I will be forever grateful.

Tomorrow I will thank God for what He has offered all of us, & for what Christ endured to secure my place in Heaven.

Tomorrow I pray you recognize all you have to be thankful for. Jobs. Finances. Family. Health. Homes. Children running amock. New babies. But most of all, please remember to thank God. If not for Him, we would have nothing to be thankful for. Including the most important - Christ.

If you are not sure if you have a secure place in heaven, please email me. It would be my pleasure to help & listen any way I can. I won't do it perfectly. I may not do it properly. But I can help & I can get you pointed in the right direction. Don't wait. No one helped me - it would be my pleasure to help you.

Wishing you all love & blessings on Thanksgiving,

Kidbits.

Audi was helping me take hangers to the laundry room.

Jaguar: When I get bigger, I gonna help you!

Me: When you get bigger, you are going to help me?

Jaguar: Yep.

Me: Wooooohooooooo! You bet your booty, woman! Ü

Ammunition. :o)