Titus 2 Tuesday

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friends, friendship, Titus 2 Tuesday

I’ve been lax on my blog carnivals lately, so I thought I’d jump back in. I love Shanda and her blog that is so uplifting and encouraging on a daily basis! If you haven’t been to her blog, click the link up top and head over there, you will be so glad you did!

I have friends, but mostly aquaintences, and none that have been CLOSE in quite a while. (I’m so honored to have Alexis, and Pam, and Rachel, and Heidi in my little blog world that simply ADORE and have been such an encouragement to me and helpful when I needed it!) But to have a close friend in real life, I haven’t had one other than my Mom or my husband, in quite a while.

And, even though I can be talkative to people I know, to reach out to people I do NOT know, is difficult for me to do in person! Sad, I know, but I’m working on it. Sometime last year, a new family started coming to our church, but I was too afraid to go over and talk to them. The husband had tattoos and frankly a little scary looking! Probably a LOT scary looking to be honest. (Sorry, Benny!) And because I am self-conscious and scared of meeting new people, I don’t believe I ever introduced myself to them. Shame, shame, shame on me…..

But through situations and events at church, I was able to get to know this family and find a good friend in Hannah. She’s one I talk to everyday, and when we are able, she’ll come over during the day with her son to play and do laundry. It’s nice to have a friend that will come over just to hang out and instead of being horrified at the chaos I live in with babysitting children, she pitches in and helps. And even get laundry done! I don’t have to entertain her, she can just hang out and that is nice.

And her husband is not so scary after all.

Thank you, Hannah, for accepting my goofiness, my craziness, and the insanity that usually surrounds me! Come and hang out anytime!

True Story Tuesday

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gum, True Story Tuesday

Because sometimes….the truth is better than fiction……

Having children is WONDERFUL. Let me preface this with that.

Because I do a lot of talking at church (hush fellow church members ) I always like to keep a stash of gum in my purse. Unfortunately, my gum-stealing family knows this as well, and long before I get into church, they’ve rummaged my purse looking for my minty-goodness.

So I started hiding it in my little coin zip pocket in my purse. All of the males in my house KNOW what I keep in that pocket and they steer clear of it. And because I work with teenage girls, I always have a nice stash of tampons and pads for those emergencies that happen, tucked away in that zip pocket. No one goes in that pocket. They believe somehow if they acknowledge the contents of that pocket even EXISTS, somehow, menstruation will occur in THEM. Men are strange.

So the gum is safe in THAT pocket.

However, my fool-proof plan did not take into consideration my 3 year old who simply doesn’t care.

Walking through Target one day with both boys and Brooklyn in tow, I suddenly hear, “Look, Mommy! I found GUM! You said it was GONE, but I FOUND it!”

I look in utter mortification as the ENTIRE contents of that pocket were UNWRAPPED and strewn all OVER the cart! And to make matters worse, the pads were STUCK to the cart!

And they smelled beautifully of MINT to which Brooklyn proclaimed to everyone in the store! “See? They even SMELL like gum!”

So there you have….the REST of the story….