I am...

...cutting fabric. :o)
(Lots of it.)

Log.

2 days ago:
country line dancing workout video (I think God was laughing at me watching me attempt to do this!)

Yesterday:
2 miles interval on treadmill (30 min.) - had trouble with my asthma, so had to take it a lot easier than planned.
6.1 miles on reclining bike in 25 min. - interval training
6.5 miles on upright bike in 30 min - same gear

If anybody is still bothering to read this - my other computer crashed completely when I tried to recover my profile settings. I am thankful for this dinosaur to check my emails on, but it is super super slow, so I will only be online every couple of days. Call me if you want/need me for anything. Thanks!

Log.

stationary bike - 6 miles, 1/2 hour (not sure this is right - it was saying the same speed no matter how fast I pedaled, but it was over 100 rpm the whole time.

treadmill - 2.8 miles, 45 min.

Now to make a habit of it, and improve...

7... or maybe 8?

Sewing projects going on all at the same time. (Good thing Andrew isn't here - all this multi-projecting drives him a little crazy.)

I am in heaven. :o)

About 3 are close to being done (like mending stuffed animals.)

OH, OH, OH - I just remembered 3 more projects I need/get to do soon!!!!

Yay!

Pictures soon.

I have quit fighting.

And discovered that me fighting through things may be a big part of the problem. Since I quit fighting to figure everything out and have started being patient, waiting - on God, my husband, my children - things are happening around me. Blessing falling down around me. A church family where all my boys are happy and we seem to fit. A foster/adopt ministry that found us that fits us and our hearts perfectly, and friends to get trained with. Flowers. Helpful boys. A friend coming to shovel snow for me tomorrow so I don't get sicker. So thankful. So very thankful. And tired from fighting for far too long. Surrender. Big white flag (or blanket of snow in this case.) :o)

Happy Birthday (Early) to Gavin!

We have a new 4 year old in the house. Yes, it is a month early, but since Daddy couldn't be here last year either, we decided to move it up. And I am so glad we did. Gavin was soooo happy. We went to Red Robin for lunch and he kept hugging Daddy's arm, and rubbing his cheek on his shoulder like a cat does. He has been singing made up "happy birthday" and "birthday boy" songs all day long. We just had yellow dinner with yellow cake and ice cream. He got only 2 presents, since it isn't really his big day yet, but he has never been happier on a birthday. It amazes me how much my boys love and need their daddy. I am in awe and amazement of Andrew. So thankful we get to parent together. The best thing I have ever gotten to do is build a family with him. I have oodles of pictures that still need posting, but they are going to have to wait. At least a month. The other computer is broken beyond repair, and this one leaves with Andrew bright and early in the morning. That means you will have to wait for more updates, or else call. :o) And if you call, you might have to talk to a happy Gavin who is now 4. :o)

Again.

This week I got new staph pustules for the first time since last summer. The new doc didn't seem too concerned, but did lance and swab them, and we should know on Monday what we are dealing with. They started to hurt and get really infected over the weekend. One is inflamed and red about 2" in diameter. It felt like it did the day before I ended up the hospital, so I dug through all my old meds and have 4 doses of the antibiotic. I am stretching it out till I get ahold of the doctor in the morning, but it seems to have stopped the progression of the infection. It was not worse this morning. At church this morning I asked for prayer, and it was really great to know that others are standing with me before God. When I am weak He is strong. And here we go again. Dealing with illness during yet another deployment. I don't think we have had a single deployment without sickness. I feel really at peace, though. The only thing I am a little discouraged about is that I cannot do water aerobics till my legs heal up. If you want to know how to pray: 1 - Andrew will be at peace about leaving with me being less than 100%, 2 - my complete healing from the staph and the lung/sinus junk that I have had since about 3 weeks before Thanksgiving, and 3 - for my sleep, which tends to be erratic when Andrew is leaving/gone. Thanks!