Useless No More!!

All things work for the good of those that love the Lord and are called according to His purpose. Romans 8:28

Have you ever gone through a period in your life when you felt and truly believed your life had no purpose? Was it a time when your calling was in question and you did not meet the expectations of others? This is not a fun time in what is supposed to be an abundant life.

Now just to be clear, I am not speaking of suicidal thoughts or severe depression but simply the horrible feelings of rejection. Rejection is a personal perception that you were not accepted, fully accepted by others, even friends. I fought this devastating spiritual battle in my past, but I am thankful and blessed to tell you I am living on freedom's side now!!

I felt trapped in someone's perspective of who I was. I had recieved a comparison with possible good intentions that I "should be like (_____) or (_____)." Oh my dear friends, comparing your friends to others for whatever reason results in deep and hurtful alienation regardless of your intentions. We must always consider others better than ourselves. Trust me when I say, do not create a place where your friends have to cater to your preferences. Just pray for them, and if it is as serious as you think God will convey this. Otherwise, there will be a wedge that may never disappear between you and more importantly they may never hear what God wanted them to. It is a dangerous place if we try to play the Holy Spirit for someone. Again, I have done this to my husband, I do not recommend it.

I have spent my share of time feeling like I could never measure up in the eyes of anyone. But God showed me that it had become my choice. He gave us feelings and they do get hurt BUT we have to give it to HIM. It seemed that everything I did was lacking but hope showed up and spoke. The Word of a Holy God began to penetrate my heart and move me beyond the misplaced intentions of friends. I can look at them now without tear stained eyes or feelings of inadequacy.

First, I tried to "fix" things and evidently that was not handled to expectations either and I ended up hurting their feelings as well. Which I have repentantly begged of forgiveness from my precious Father as well as my friends.

There were blessings reaped from this time of sowing in my life. I pray that I will be able to convey those blessings to you and you too will be able to hear freedom ring. Please know that I recognize I was equally responsible for my reaction as they were for their actions. And it is important to realize that in the Lord you must forgive even if you never hear the words "I'm sorry". The Lord has freed me from their lack as well as mine. Here is an important key in my freed life: only when I fully forgave this indiscretion did I began to hear what my precious Counselor was trying to say to me.

First, He deeply desired a fully healed child. Afterall, the HEALER lived in me. (How dare I live as He was not there.) I don't know about you but I don't serve as well ill as I do when well.

Secondly, He deeply desired a fully restored relationship with me without bitterness and regret. Brothers and Sisters, those are heavy anchors. I was locked in the past and loaded with emotion. Notice the use of the terms "locked" and "loaded" - they are usually used regarding weapons. If was not careful, I was on my way to becoming a lethal weapon and it resides in each of us - the tongue.

Finally, my dear Heavenly Father deeply desired, an abundant life for me. This life would be free not necessarily carefree. This life would be fun but alas there was work to be done. This life would attract others to Him, the One who healed me. I can honestly say and sing that the Healer has truly set me free.

Recently, the Living Word has given me something new to hold onto that is profoundly true and equally as challenging. Please grab your Bible and open to Philippians 3:16 SPEAK those words over and over until they seep so deeply into you that you taste them on your lips and smell them on your skin.

This glorious message is simply this: You are called. You are loved. You are accepted above all creation. Now one thing for you to do (me to do): Live Up To It!

Philippians 3:16, "Only let us live up to what we have already attained."

Dear sweet friends, you are crowned by the King of Kings!!! Do not be a rebellious child any longer. Ask the Lord to show you what you have attained. I am certain the answer will be eternity if you know Jesus as your Lord and Savior. If you do not know Him as your Lord and Savior please contact a pastor, local church, or a friend who does. I would also be happy to answer any questions you may have to the best of my ability.

He may possibly say you have attained forgiveness - do you live as one who has been forgiven of so much?

He may say you have attained a calling. Did you know that if you are a child of God you have one? We all do.

He may say you have attained an inheritance. Did you know that as a child of God you are co-heirs with the Son of God, Jesus Christ?

You have attained so much in the name of Jesus. All we, I, have to do is live like I believe it!

- Abide in Him and Live!!!

Lovingly HIS and yours,

Chel

You've Waited Now You've Got it: The Random Dozen

Well our dear friend at 2nd Cup of HUH? I mean Coffee is hosting the Random Dozen and here is my shot that I have waited to take!!!!!!

Now, who's punny? L. O. L.


1. How good are you at delaying gratification?

I love for things to work up for me and build excitement but I can't wait to give things to people. I love to shop early for presents but I can't keep them!!!




2. Maybe a marshmallow wouldn't be too difficult a temptation for you. What food (or anything else) would be most tempting?

Hot, Fresh Bread from Macaroni Grill with the oil.



3. On a scale of 1-10 (10 being saintly) how patient are you?

This is a subjective question but I would say 6.92333333333333333



4. Have you ever waited for something in life only to be disappointed upon realization of the goal/object/etc.?

Well sure!


5. Are you a person who takes shortcuts?

Sometimes but I usually enjoy the scenery!



6. Which line is hardest to wait in?

The BATHROOM! (ask anyone who knows me)
It's my potty and I'll cry if I want to!


7. Did you wait to discover the gender of your unborn child until its birth?

Yes but it wasn't for me. I wanted to be surprised....but I already knew before the doctor.



8. Are you more patient with children or the elderly?

Elderly and babies under 5 (or until they learn to talk back.)



9. Did you ever sneak a peek at a present?
Yes. I was 9 or 10 and I never ever ever ever ever did it again!



10. What is the longest you've ever waited for anything?

Again this is relative to the level of intimacy....for food I waited several years to have Panjos Pizza from Corpus Christi, TX  - A year for moussaka from Scampi's in Fort Worth, TX
and there is something I'm still waiting on....very intimate.
(Ok lol on the food stuff here!! the commercials are insane!)
Oh and for 11 years I have been waiting for a perfume: Tuscany per Donna! lol My powder needs a friend!



11. Who has more patience, you or your significant other?

Me for sure.



12. Which of the following songs about waiting is your pick for the best? (OK, you may substitute another, if you like.)

My song wasn't on the list. I was hearing this song the entire time I typed so if you see the lyrics here and there that is just the way my mind works,
I do love Carly!
Richard Marx makes me think....
I love Tom Petty for sho
and I do Rebecca St. James too!!
BUT......
The KINKS are my whiners!! Ooops did I say that? I mean WINNERS!



Tired of Waiting for You! by the Kinks!

Love ya lots!!!

More Than a Ribbon to Me Part 3

I remember hearing my mom cry when I was 10, and being the nosy yet compassionate kid I was, I asked her what was wrong. One day she told me she was afraid no one would ever care or listen. She was only 36 and who would ever want to see her scarred body?! I told her I would look at her scar and I did.


She labored much in her young years but her humor never left. I’ve read her writings from while she was in the hospital that will bring tears of laughter to your eyes. Susie, that’s her name (Martha Sue Satterfield Bone), wrote about chemo being little goblins just “gobbling gobbling up the cancer” that had spread to her precious head. A bright and cheery one was she and down-right-silly too! My aunt told me that when she was in the hospital she laughed out loud because the doctors had told her that her kidneys would kill her before she reached 30 and well “Cancer got her”. I was not supposed to be born because of her kidneys and I also share in that as I had to stop at 2 due to mine.

Allow me to tell you how it began to the best of a 10-year-old girl’s memory. She found a lump on her own, many over the years actually, and with this one she was told to go home and come back in 6 months. During those six months she continued birth control and being a woman with estrogen. The lump grew and spread into her lymph nodes. The end result was devastation of course. Total mastectomy and lymph node removal, a year of chemotherapy but she kept her hair! Then the news came, the chemo was not successful in removing the free floaters from her blood and at some point they will land. When and where was unable to be determined, so she was told to wait it out. Wait we did indeed but not in the way you would think, we packed and moved to Arkansas!

Arkansas brought to us some interesting beginnings. I met my first boyfriend and still the only male that has serenaded me. Oh it was precious! (You must say it like Chonda Pierce – you must!) I became ill right after moving there and had fever with wild imagination enhancement. I still remember what I “saw” coming after us while in my cousins bed. She still rose and cared for me even though this nagging headache had started. Up and down all night caring for her ailing child all the while the wandering cancer had found its resting place. She had struggled with migraines her whole life which is directly related to our kidney condition so she did not give it much thought really. I mean really, who can think when your head is throbbing right?

My aunt and uncle convinced her to go to the doctor and she obeyed. From what I have read of her journaling, she knew. This young beautiful woman was preparing to meet her Savior face to face. The doctors sent her back to Texas and I stayed in Arkansas until the day I returned from church camp. My dad was in the parking lot waiting on me. I remember that frustrating me to no end but now when I look it at I am thrilled. I wanted to stay with my aunt and uncle but knowing people now who wondered why their “_ _ _” never came for them I count myself blessed.

It was urgent and my mom had little time left, so off we went. I don’t remember that trip home…

We arrived in Corpus and I went to see my mom, wow she had NO hair! Chemo never took her hair but since she now had to have radiation they shaved her head. I have more writings of hers where she laughed out loud and on paper for all that money she spent on wigs! She was always laughing! She would have totally related to Nala on Lion King! Truly!

You know she was quite intuitive as well. She had “the talk” with me when I was 9. She asked leading questions and I had more. I do remember that. We were in the car driving down Waldron Road in Flour Bluff, TX. She was giving as well. I would come home as a kid only to find ½ my toys, books, and toys gone. My aunt, her oldest sister, was a fisherwoman galore and would find families living under bridges on Padre Island. She would tell my mom and they would go and try to help the people. Amazing! I sure wish my little eyes had seen some of that for myself. When she was sick we lived with her sister and her brother. He came down from wherever he was living and stayed with us. I remember singing a lot of Patsy Cline and Kitty Wells during that time. Oh let us not forget this is when Michael Martin Murphy had his hit about best friends and the Bellamy Brothers were the top. Willie had hit after hit on the radio and would have sworn that the rock and roll was the devil’s music and NO ONE EVER told me that. Who knows!! I thought country was IT and the only music worth listening to lol!! It was 1982!

The lady behind my ribbon.

More Than a Ribbon to Me, part 2

Ok, truth time! When I hit publish on my blog the tears began to well up in m eyes….I am yet again grateful for Lasik! My husband gave me Lasik for my birthday several years ago and like my little Bogey boy it’s a gift that keeps on giving!

But seriously, that was really hard y’all!! Hitting “publish” meant you would or could be reading straight into my soul and seeing ME, Me, m.e., mu-eee, or me behind that pink ribbon!! I’ve felt bare and exposed before but this was different, it has affected my perspective.

See that pesky word has been echoing in my head lately, perspective, ah what a word it is indeed! This word has the ability to turn your world upside down. And if you put on the filter of the Holy Spirit, you will have to prepare yourself because things are about to change and change big! If you honestly want a real and true perspective ask the Holy Spirit for His eyes, to go before you, be behind you, be all around you, and then as if that isn’t scary enough allow Him to penetrate your mind and invade your deepest thoughts. I’m still not sure if I am ready for all of this but thank you for bearing with me and praying me through! (Philippians 4:8, Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.)

See if there is one thing I know it is that I can be one tough cookie! I can handle just about anything because I know that Jesus is my Rock, the only Rock in my life, and I have not had to “handle” much really unless I put it on myself. ***sigh***

I was filled with peace about my mom’s death and harbored no anger toward God. He told me then as He tells me quite often that I may not understand but He does. I am to just trust Him. (Proverbs 3:5-6, “Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight”.)

Yet beyond all of this security and assurance I still don’t know where I went wrong or off course. Why do I run from those words and that ribbon? Has that ribbon been the only thing I was willing to see? I thought it was so great that I could share about my mom without crying! I thought it was a huge step – thought – when I was able to get through 9/22 without feeling down. I thought it was so wonderful that I could share about my mom but then I realized it was only with those who were NOT going through it. It became clear to me when I felt well, there really aren’t words for it, but weird when sitting with a friend whom I knew had little time left on this earth. I could find NO words! None, nada, zero, zilch! Me!! I know I know those who know me would be beggin’ to differ here but trust me I had none. But God was talking all over me, boy was He talking. It still just didn’t make sense to me.

So I was faced with myself! All just me, myself and I. I have been in a huge depression and no one seemed to notice – well not truly “no-one” I love you Michelle!!!. But thank God He made it very clear to me that it was HIS doing so I would hear Him. I have just been through a time where I have felt the most alone I have ever felt in my life, my whole life, and I am an only child whose mom died at 11. And NOW I am lonely!!!??? Go figure!!

But I do see that storm in my rearview mirror! It was much larger than I saw or thought while I was in it! (see linked words for a review on Fearless by Max Lucado. Fear is at play here without a doubt!)

So, I now can’t help but ask myself this question, “what does that all of this have to do with breast cancer, my mom, and loneliness?” The only thing I can figure is this, when I hear the term “breast cancer” I retreat, not to be confused with “retweet” as in to repeat it on the e-side but as in to run the other way, flee. Sometimes it’s a visible physical retreat but mostly it is an internal one that no one sees.

And now I also think it boils down to what I discovered about myself when I read The Noticer by Andy Andrews. We tend to look at our own wounds instead of HIS, at our scars instead of HIS, our loss instead of HIS sacrifice….PERSPECTIVE. And how! (see linked words for a review on  The Noticer by Andy Andrews. Perspective is in need of help here without a doubt!)



Man!!! I have really looked through scar tissue for so long no wonder things are so cloudy right now! God has been removing some of the scar tissue so my sight would get better, be more real, true, excellent, … more Philippians 4:8ish! Most of you know that scar tissue hurts as much as the actual wound some times and other times it is numb. I have met a lady in the last couple of years that had so much scar tissue her doctors were afraid to perform surgery on her because she could bleed to death! Scar tissue is scary stuff! But it does change your perspective and when it is the numb kind, you may not even know it!

That word sounds just like a four-letter-word sometimes, doesn’t it? “Perspective” hmmm! I think what I have here is scar tissue in the form of a ribbon, a big pink beautiful ribbon. My realization is that I have seen that pink ribbon as something to hide behind instead of an avenue of awareness and remembrance. An associate and brave breast cancer survivor once asked me if I was sick of pink because of my mom. I did not really have an answer for her but I do now. No, I’m not. I’ve not even allowed it in enough, close enough, to become sick of it.

See you would think I would have “gotten this” sooner but for some reason there was stumped-central going on in my head, a derailing, an all-stops bulletin was sent out and part of me shut down for much needed remodeling. I think I am beginning to understand it a little bit. I hope so anyway, I really do.

Bring it on! I am ready to be sick of pink! Like never before!!!

more tomorrow....

Love and Hugs,

More than a Ribbon to Me

Behind each and every ribbon you see adorning people all over the world, you discover a legacy of hurt and hope. The hurt that runs so deep even saying the words "Pink Ribbon" causes ripples in one’s soul. But a Hope so assured and secure that not even cancer can rob that woman of what makes her who she is. What is a woman you may ask? I have a little poem that may help you see just how complex we women truly are.

The Soul Behind Every Pink Ribbon

A woman is strong and mighty, some keep things neat and tidy.

A woman is meek and happy, some can be down right sappy.

A woman is afraid and filled with scars, some live their life behind bars.

A woman is peace and bliss, some, if you blink, you will surely miss.

A woman is quiet and mute, some, if you listen close, are quite a hoot.

A woman is bold and forceful, but sweet enough to grasp every morsel.

A woman is careful and glad, when faced with cancer she can sure spell M.A.D.

A woman is fun and full of love, some are as delicate as a dove.

A woman is here and then she is gone, some wear the pink ribbon so her memory can live on!

A woman lives, laughs, and loves, she proudly wears her ribbon to show what she has risen above!

Rachele Posey 1-25-2010



I don’t know why but lately I have really missed my mom more than ever. I think it is because I am 37. A month shy of 37, she died in 1983 of breast cancer at the tender age of 36. Her birthday would have been joyfully celebrated on September 22. She was every bit of what I shared in my poem, although I rarely saw her mad. She may have called herself mad-as-a-hatter a time or two but that is because she knew what really mattered. I think it is the ones, like her, who can laugh in the face of danger that truly live (thank you Disney’s Lion King). My friend’s mom is another; she told me the other day she could laugh or cry and she chose to laugh. Whether you laugh or cry you are more than a ribbon to me!


…more tomorrow!

Much love and prayers,

Lassoing All LoneStar Ladies!!!!

I rustled up a new friend today and it is everyone who embodies the Texas-Blogging Gals!!! This is a great site where all Texas Ladies can gather round, make new friends, see new faces, learn a few new things, and just plain chat!

Follow the link above and join in on some Texas-Sized Blogging Fun!

Project 365 Week 4

I am participating in a fun way to capture your year! This is Projet 365 and it is a lot of fun! Sara at Make Music from Your Heart to the Lord started this last year and we would all love to see you join in!

Bogey doing his happy dance for the camera!

(No really, no bribery was involved in the making of this photo.)

Now these, on the other hand, will bribe some folks I know! This was a Martha Stewart recipe for Cakey Chocolate Chip cookies! Needs a little more sweetness to the dough but great texture!

I love seeing the sun peek through trees but this one captures the sun looking like a heart!

THE LIGHT OF HIS LOVE IS SHINING!

 This is the Science Fair for Reece's school. His last year in elementary and last science fair of this kind!

Oh please let the memories linger!!

I HAD to capture this child! He is so adorable and cool! He is the hit of our church!

I would plaster his adorable face everywhere for our preschool if it were up to me!

Isn't he cute?!!!??

I don't know why old buildings and homes have always fascinated me!

Husband and son after surviving the woods through the night!

Here they journey back to the house with dirt to wash off and memories to treasure!

The Storm in my Rearview Mirror

Fearless by Max Lucado
Published by Thomas Nelson


Interwoven with truth, Fearless calls us out of the darkness and into the Light of the Lord to recognize the presence of fear in our life. Max Lucado does not disappoint with yet another book that brings us into the Word while in this world.

Fears within fear without, most of us are driven daily by fear and doubt. This is a plague that knows no bounds and does not discriminate. Fear has taken the driver’s seat and causes us to lose sight of what faith really is. We are afraid of being alone, being tired, and not being enough. We are afraid to fail and to succeed. Fear has virtually held the believer captive and made their faith inactive.

Throughout the pages of his book, Lucado confronts the fear with the truth of God’s word, presence, and promise. He brings into a realization that there is only one healthy fear and that will always point us to the one in whom we can place our faith.

Like keys unlocking handcuffs, this book delivers a reminder of the freedom in which we can live daily. In this book I realized the truth about unhealthy fear in my life and it diminishes God’s promises and holds me captive to that which is not truly reality. This incapacitating fear causes me to live frozen in the “what ifs” and “what was” and completely disables me from appropriate responses. I’ve lived engulfed by fear during certain storms in my life and I am glad to see that storm in my rearview mirror.

Power of Perspective (Book Review: The Noticer by Andy Andrews)

Andy Andrews provides inspiration on nearly every page of this book. I was drawn in from the first page which is not a usual occurrence for me. Perspective is something that plagues everyone when it comes to looking through our emotions or scars. This book provides freedom if you are willing to relish in the stories and understand the personal application. People are anchored by living in their personal reality and failing to offer grace, empathy, and a healthy dose of Philippians 4:8.

By taking the reader from person to person and digging into their lives, they will become more aware of their own surroundings and choices. Andrews takes this book as a perfect opportunity to share how his own life was changed by simply changing his perspective.


I believe Mr. Andrews helps us to apply that much needed biblical truth. Too often our eyes focus on our wounds instead of our Saviors; our pain instead of His. When our eyes are off focus we respond with our emotions in our own idea of reality. Things are not always as they seem but as soon as you look beyond what you believe to be real you will find the truth!

The journey in this book is one that each reader will willingly walk and leave blessed. Since you must first think of yourself in order to relate to these stories be sure to find yourself on the good and bad side of each person. This is a great read I would recommend again and again.

Perspective can be as simple as looking through a lens of a different shade.

Project 365: Week 3

Our friend Sara at A Year of My Life and Make Music From Your Heart to the Lord is hosting a wonderful display of photographs from many blogs. Snap a photo or two and join in on the fun!

Sara roasting marshmallow indoors!

Roasting marshmallows by tea light!!

Reece's new project! He is working on the engine of his model truck first.

Today's picture of yesterday's home!

The first house Kip, Sara, and I lived in. It was so tiny!!! awwww!

Ruffled Milk Pie by Deanna Posey! Light and Delightful...and pretty too!!!!

My son finally smiled for me!! Had to theaten him first and you see how scared he really is!!!!

For Reece's Science Fair we tested which freshness preserver works best and this was the winner. When the product was no longer "fresh" instead of rotting it dried and left me with dried herbs! Very cool!!

Thanks for letting me share my crazy life with each of you!!

Week 2 Project 365!!!

This is not only a treasured landmark within our grand state but it is also a marvelous creation made by my son's own hands!

This picture is a story of Comedy & Tragedy - -Oh and did I mention errors? Well we can call this little gem Amazing Grace because it was once lost and now it has been found. We thought it was stolen from my car nearly two years ago and somehow some way it showed itself in a hall closet! Welcome home little fella welcome home.

My aunt has original Gibson Girl sketches and this is well um uh sorta kinda one of them..Anyway, don't you wish you could hold her confidence on your rights?

My son braving the cold with no shirt but hot chocolate in tow!

These material goods are my motivation! The dress is to be for Easter and/or my visit in April to my sister to see Beth Moore and say So Long to Insecurity!!! Thejeans come on but look painted on and I'm not THAT retro!

These are two of the best guided journals I have ever had! I absolutely love them both. I have had the Psalms one for a year and the Proverbs was from my family this Christmas!

Since I had the lost and found I must include the prisoner that was set free! This little guy came from Alcatraz and notice the lovely Forgiven Pin I have added. Isn't he cute?

Ok this is just an oxymoron! Seriously!!! But it does have great recipes!

Please join in on the fun by going to Sara's blog, linking up, and shutter away!!!

http://thebowyers.blogspot.com/

I Was Retro When Retro Wasn't Cool...

My homage to Weird Al, Barbar Mandrell, and the 80's!!!

Homage to Weird Al and Barbara Mandrell


I admit to wearing high waist Levi’s and still use my hot rollers my hair is fluffy and feathered. I still sing along with Michael and Madonna too, wearin my one glove knowing I was cool.

An I was listenin to U2 and actually still do, when all my friends were grooving in some grunge, piercing this and that, I sit back and ask how can you wear that?! I was retro when retro wasn’t cool

I remember going to Burger Chef and Panjos too then takin off to the beach with some of you. See I still have my same leg warmers banana clips too, use a lot of hairspray and even some mouse...

I take a lot of kiddin cause of the jeans I’m wearing but I waited and waited now they’re back in. Now everyone’s asking where did I buy those I simply say I was retro when retro wasn’t cool

I was retro when retro wasn’t cool…I was retro from my feathers to my neon toes. I still act and hear I look the same so in me you gonna get what you see cuz I was retro when retro wasn’t cool

They called me high waister, skinny jean wearer for stickin to my look I’m just glad I don’t care what they think of my hair cuz I was retro when retro wasn’t cool!

ooo…I was retro when retro wasn’t cool. I was retro when retro wasn’t cool

I’ll always dance to pump up the jam, roll my jeans, and say gag me too….

Wore my leg warmers to yesterdays dinner I use my banana clip to make my face thinner

I feather my hair to keep my inner Farah, watch the after school specials starring someone named Sarah

The people were staring when my MC Hammer was blarin’

I’ll keep singing…I was retro when retro wasn’t cool!

1st Official Random Dozen 2010 (I always hear that deep annoucer voice in my head!!)

Well this is random, ha ha just kidding!! That is something my kids say all the time! Big shout out to Lid at 2nd Cup of Coffee for hosting this fabulous Random Dozen meme (there goes that voice again!)

If you would like to join just click on the button and don't forget to grab it, then link up with Lid and the rest of us!!

Here is my first Random Dozen for 2010!!






1. On a scale of 1-10, with 10 being a cranky-baby-hissy-fitter, how much of a complainer are you?


4.5 normally but it can be influenced by overwhelming consistent and persistent annoying things. (wow that sounded whiny!)



2. When someone else is talking, do you listen, or are you thinking about what you're going to say in response?

Listen because if a response is needed I want to be sure I understood what was said. Plus if I wander I may not make it back!!!



3. I just deleted 1062 messages from my email account. Do you have any plans for a clean sweep this month--of anything?

Yes! Closets and Cabinets! Some things just need to go bye bye!



4. Tell us about your perfume. Was it a gift? What does it remind you of? Do you have a signature scent?

I received a Ralph Lauren set this year for Christmas with one big one and four minis. I love the Always Yours; it is great. My "signature" scent is heavily Coco by Chanel but a new one Burberry Brit is also great!



5. What is your best organizing tip for the new year?

Stop drop and shred or it will all go to your head!!!



6. What is your favorite comic strip?

Family Circus!!!



7. Do you sleep with a fluffy or flat pillow?

I use a contoured for my needy neck, so neither really.




8. What color is your kitchen? Why did you choose that color?

Orange and Copper (earth tones) - It really does look good together!!!



9. What’s the most interesting bumper sticker you’ve seen?

Well it is an old one and not the funniest any more BUT I still have one my husband and I bought while dating: My Kid Beat Up Your Honor Student!! Hilarious yet you had to be there!! And we have honor students. He was sure he would not....but I was!! lol


10. Do you prefer an expensive writing tool or whatever is lying around? (Are you a Montblanc or a Papermate?)


Pentel EnerGel (rocks my socks!) I have only found them at Staples.



11. What chore doesn’t feel like a chore – you just enjoy it (at least most of the time)?

Cooking



12. If your parents often repeated themselves, what is something one of them said more than once?
 
Yeah Buddy- something my dad said often, seriously!

See Ya On the e-Side!

Project 365 Week 1 of 2010

Hello all!!  A big thank you to Sara at Make Music from Your Heart to the Lord for creating and hosting this wonderful blog meme (eh hem challenge) once more. I say challenge because I did not finish last year! I plan to do that this year especially since I started at the beginning!!

http://thebowyers.blogspot.com/
 I look forward to seeing everyone's pictures of family, friends, food, frenzies, and other fabulous captures!

So far from the 1st to today I captured some great moments!!

January 1, 2010

This is what happens to cornbread when distracted while cooking…you forget the Clabber Girl!! Woops!

January 2,2010

My Reece and Sara!

January 3, 2010

A great catch of an Egret in flight!

January 4, 2010

This is a part of my son’s science fair project. We are testing what “keep it fresh” product works the best. I liked this bag because it dehydrated the cilantro and now I have a dried herb!

I think we have a winner because it kept it fresher longer as well.

 
 
 
 
See ya on the e-side!