Just things.

I thought I'd just do a light-hearted post today with my thoughts!

*I need new photos. I am struggling to scrap without new photos.
*I start training tomorrow. I have to admit I am nervous.
*This group rocks, check them out!
*I want to "fix" up my laundry room because it's calling out to me to do something!
*But I don't know how I want to actually decorate my laundry room...
*I ate horribly last week and I only worked out 2 times. There I said it.
*But it's Monday and I've made the decision to get back in the gym and eat right again!
*Sometimes I am stressed. Well lately a lot of the time.
*We think we are going to need another car. My spirit tells me to hold off, but D thinks we need one right now. I am prayerful we'll get on the same page about this.
*I am very impatient.
*I really want to get a security system for our house.
*I named our plants. There is Fred, Martha, and Grannie lilac. There are two that need names but I don't know what they will be yet. And yes, I talk to my plants.
*I miss my mom a lot still. I always will.
*Dayv is flying home in one day. Because he's going backwards in time.
*My spelling stinks.
*I felt like Huck Finn this weekend as I sealed and treated our fence.
*I miss drum corps still to this day.
*I wonder if D is going to love the house?
*Now-n-laters taste just like they did when I was a kid.

I have to share something really really wonderful with you!
In church on Sunday we were singing praise and worships songs that the youth group was hosting. It was a fun time and they started a song I really love, I was praising God and just
basking in him when I happen to open my eyes and there right in front of my floating by was a
very tiny feather.

I watched it as it floated by and then eventually landed on one of the seats. It made me smile and then get teary-eyed as well. My mom wanted me to know she was there.

In the time since her passing I cannot count, because I've lost count at how many times I've seen feathers in various places. My biggest prayer has been that I could feel my mom, and have a sign to know that she was there. Aside from finding dimes in several places, these feathers have been showing up at different places since her passing.

I was glad that it lingered before landing. I was just fluttering and floating and I thought so much of my mom and not only felt her presence but felt her love. I knew that she was there. And I knew and do know that she is quite happy too. I love my mom. I miss her just like it was yesterday. And I can hardly believe it's been 6 months already.

I am thankful of the feathers and the dimes. To know that she is still with me, warms my heart.

Another sharing...

Last night at 1:25am I was awoken with a huge crashing sound. You can imagine how scared I was. I took my tire iron {yep I sleep with one right next to my bed. It's rather heavy but I will not go down without a fight} got out of bed, and started to investigate. I checked everything and I couldn't imagine what it could be. So I re-checked everything again. On coming into our den {which is actually my scrapping room I just feel better calling it a den because D is in there with me!} I turned on the overhead light. There all over the floor I surveyed the scene. Some how, some way one of my shelves fell to the ground. Splashing my stuff all over the floor. Shelf was on the floor as well. And I stood there scratching my head. I simply didn't know how it fell. The shelf above it was okay, and nothing had fallen on to the shelf that crashed either. It was just plain weird. Very weird.

When I finally understood it was the shelf I left it until morning to clean up {cause had I cleaned it up I would of ended up staying awake all night after I did it because I would of been awake by this point} and went back into bed. It took me a bit to fall back asleep and I let Jake get up on the bed with me along with the tire iron. I eventually fell asleep.

I woke up and called D very early. I realized why I haven't been sleeping very well since we moved in. For the past 13 years I've lived on a military installation. And even though there are crazy peeps in the military, I always felt safe. After all it's the military, not many people in or connected to the military would try something stupid, and we lived in a gated community of sorts you know. Well.. I know now that my #11 thought up there is for real. We are calling the security peeps straight away once D comes home.

It was weird.

*Why sometimes I am so tired at night and other times I'm not.
*What do people really see when they look at me?
*I drank a soda recently and it made me sick. It's why I don't drink them.
*Beef is yucky. It's been since December {well that's not true. One night without even thinking we ate at Arby's, I've always loved Arby's. It was okay cause is that real beef anyway?}. But the smell of beef makes me ill. Icky.
*I've enjoyed watching some of the older movies we've had on hand.
*My hands look like my mom's.

Well with that being said, I need to get these hands working. It isn't like someone is going to go
outside and seal my fence...

I know this is a weird post, but I felt like just writing from my mind. Sometimes letting others into it, makes for an interesting thing.