pondering

it is overcast outside. and dim in my office...just a soft lamp glowing and a candle flickering. it is quiet, for now. there is a song playing, over and over, that i adore. trees and flowers from the chair and a microphone album vol 3 (i think)...how marverlous, how wonderful, in my song shall ever be. how marvelous, how wonderful, is my savior's love for me...and i am contemplative. and if you know me, you know i am anything but contemplative. but some days, about 2 times a year, i do indeed contemplate. and ponder. and the funny thing is i have no idea what i am even pondering...just...life. i guess.

my best friend's grandpa just passed away. hours ago. and i ache for her and her family.

my sweet friend/neighbor's daddy is battling brain cancer. and though i am at a loss for words or even encouragement, my emotions run deep and i just want to hug her. tell her i love her.

my daughter starts 4k on monday and her buddy starts kindergarden. just. not. ready.


riley is so big. and growing so fast. and the miracle of these babies, they overwhelm me.


my "2nd sister" is having twin baby girls soon. and i love them so much already. i cannot wait to meet them. cannot wait to love and adore them the way their mommy and daddy have loved and adored my kiddies.


terry is back at it. football. then wrestling. then...who knows. but i am holding on tight.


i miss my sister. i wish she was here. sipping on some coffee with me. talking. not talking. doesn't matter.

there is more. there is always more. but those are the ones at the surface.

cheeks

he got 'em honest. love 'em. just wanna squeeze 'em. and he hides little things in them really well. like rocks from the fireplace.

beach preview

the tingle and dobson crew headed to 30a for the annual vacay in june and and i am just down sifting through pics. here is a quick preview...

the outcome

it was NOT the cut i intended to get. not the length i intended to have. not the "do" i had envisioned. BUT i think i like it. like really like it, like it. soooo, here we go...

the adventures of a haircut

My appointment was at 2. I get to the salon a little early so I have time to pump in the car. Yes, you see, I am still nursing, and with that comes planning around a certain fellow. So when I made the appointment, I made it not only for MY availability or TERRY'S availability, but for the little man's demands {well, and lets be honest, the ladies' demands as well, if you know what I mean}. So how long do I sit?!? Waiting?!? 2 hours people. 2 whole damn hours. Pardon my french.

But I didn't give up. I haven't given up. I am still here. Blogging from my hi-lighting chair. Yep, you read that right. I am getting a cut AND a color, which means I will be here. All. Afternoon. Long.

I came in with a couple of ideas {thanks to valued input from friends} but my stylist and I talked and flipped and twisted my hair...and well, it might be a little drastic. But I can't tell yet. There was a lot of hair on the floor. And the color could be purple for all I know. But I am here. Sitting it out. Scared poop-less.

We shall see....

new do

i am so excited about tomorrow. tomorrow i am getting a HAIRCUT! now the pressure is on to find out what i want to do with this mop. goodness. i think i might start pinning some options.

lauren, brooke, carrie...all you other pinners...let me know which ones you like :) but give me a few hours to pin a few :)

goodbye old mop, ponytail and horrible "do"!

pillow talk

tonight terry and i took the divide and conquer approach to bedtime. i had riley, he had little miss. but as usual, she finds a way to get us both up there, in her room, laying with her, having a little pillow talk. this was my conversation with her tonight...

a: mama, who is Gi-Gi's mother? {Gi-Gi is my grandmother, addison's great-grandmother}

me: grandma pirckle

a: does she live far, far away?

me: she sure does. she lives in heaven.

a: oh! so, she asked Jesus into her heart?

me: she sure did. do you want to ask Jesus into your heart?

a: nope. i don't want to go to heaven yet. i want to stay home with you, mama.

so much to say and to be said about this conversation with little miss. but to be simple - she is getting it. getting the gospel. getting the love of Jesus. and that is sweet words to a mama's heart.