Here are numbers 113-119 in no particular order.

- Offers on my house

- Driving through a carwash with my kids

- 42 oz Diet Dr Peppers from McDonalds

- The dance my kids do when I tell them I’m making bisquits and gravy.

- Kaleb reading to Charleigh for hours upon hours

- Friendship bracelets-remember

- Phone Calls from Joanna

I know it was around here somewhere. Some time ago, quite some time ago I wrote a post on “Stink’n Grave Clothes” Though I wrote the post I never published it. I had decided it was much to long and preachy and perhaps I should save it till Janae and I do our first Ladies Retreat. This morning I decided to pull it out, dust it off and see if I couldn’t trim it down a bit for you. However just like my pink sandals I can’t find it anywhere, I checked all the files, disks, and cards. Looked in my Journals and under the kitchen sink. Checked my pending WordPress drafts and under the front passenger seat of my mini-van and it’s gone. Has anyone seen where I left it?

Check it out:
Is That You, God?-Today’s Christian Woman

Frustration + Aggrivation+Irritation= Pray for Jami. . .and for Sprint.

Update: In reference to the Sprint PCS problem it has just escalated to monumental proportions. In keeping with my “family friendly” guidlines I will leave it at that. . .

Oh yeah and grrrrr.

Ummmm. . .I’m not sure when or how but I’m thinking our dear Nicole has been smitten by a Mr. Dinglemunch also know as S. WILLIAM KOST. . . and sometimes referred to as Stan.

Life is trully interesting. Love ya Cole!

The Blogs of Beauty Awards are back and will be open for nominations till July 9th.

“These awards are given to honor women who bring the beauty of the Lord Jesus Christ to the blogosphere.”-Sallie

Often upon opening the door to my dryer I am blessed by the treasures I find. A dollar here a quarter there you’d be amazed at the things I find. A few months ago I opened the door and a $10 bill fell out on the floor. At the sight of it I let out a little squeal and did a happy dance. I’m not exagerating, you can ask Amy she was on the phone with me when I found it.

Just now I opened my overly loaded dryer and something surprising popped out . . . my wedding ring. The shiny little matrimonial symbol jumped right out of the dryer and landed on the bathroom floor. How did it get there? I don’t know, I don’t know if I want to know. I’m just thankful it’s now resting comfortably where it belongs, on my finger.

I guess this gives a whole new meaning to Rocks In My Dryer
OH, and Shhhhh, don’t tell Kurt

Here’s a recipe for all my single friends out there.  Just because
you’re cooking for one doesn’t mean you can’t indulge every now and again.

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2 oz Penne Pasta (I like
Dreamfields)
1 TB butter
1 clove garlic crushed
1 green onion minced
1/3 cup heavy cream
1/8- cup freshly grated parmesan (or a little more, about a small handful)
1/2 tsp freshly grated nutmeg
2 strips bacon (fully cooked and crumbled)
2 basil leaves (cut into tiny ribbons)
diced roma tomato ( a few pieces 1/16 to 1/8 cup)

Cook pasta according to package instructions.

Meanwhile:

In a very small sauce pan melt butter over low heat.

Add in garlic and onion, sauté till soft.

Pour in cream, bring to slow boil stirring continuously for 2 minutes

Reduce heat to low and add Parmesan, stir till melted in.

Add Nutmeg and bacon. Stir.

Add Pasta to sauce toss till covered.

Right before serving toss in basil and garnish with the diced roma tomatoes. 

WhaLaa, Delish!  Add the remaining diced tomato to a nice green salad
and enjoy.

For Nutrition Facts on this recipe Click Here I wouldn’t though, with all the cream and butter it’s not exactly healthy.

Take a trip over to visit Lindsay from Enjoy the Journey.
She asks Are you being nourished at the Source? Good Question.

Oh and she also did a “Where I’m From” today.

Speaking of “Where I’m From” Here’s mine, where’s yours?

“But I tell you: Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you,”
-Mathew 5:44

“Bank Data Is Sifted by U.S. in Secret to Block Terror”
-The New York Times

Well it was a secret. . .

“BY NOW IT’S UNDENIABLE: The New York Times is a national security threat.”
- the Weekly Standard