43

I've been getting used to the idea of being 43 for a few months now, so when I actually turned 43 last week it was no big deal. And when I say I've been getting used to the idea all I really mean is that instead of saying I'm 42, I've been telling people that I'm almost 43. I don't know why. I mean really...43? There are worse things. I guess. And I'm not sure what sparked any conversations over the last few months about my age. I don't think I've just blurted that info out. Surely there was good cause to engage in such small talk.

Anyway, yuck on the Rangers. My shoulders were up in my ears by the time the Cardinals hit that last home run in - what - the 18th inning last Thursday. And had my husband been here to watch it with me he would have been proud at how I was yelling at the t.v. one moment and high-fiving myself the next. It's true what they say about married people starting to look alike and think alike after a while. I have secretly judged him (ok not secretly, but out loud and proud) and been annoyed by him being a fair-weathered fan of the home teams. Which, I have heard from several girlfriends that their husbands do the same thing. Love em when they're winning; hate em when they're losing. And during those last two games I. Did. It. I became the fair-weathered fan in the house. And I realized it while I was standing on the couch wondering in high volume, "how did you really miss catching that ball?!" But really...they made some pathetic mistakes that cost them the World Series...again! But hey...third times a charm, right?

And as I sit here and make my opinion known about their mistakes, I'm reminded of my own. My present, past, and even future failures. And as I am reminded of my own yuck I have to give even that up in prayer so that I am not beaten down in condemnation by the adversary. For such a long time I gave myself over to lies about myself -never understanding, believing, or embracing what God says about me. I've been paralyzed for much of my life by the ugly truth of my fallen nature and have operated as if those lies were true. As if they define who I am and that I can't ever be anything any different. I chose for a long time to sit in the prison cell of my own flesh nature even though the door was wide open and I'd been freed to go. I'm thankful, though, that the lightbulb has been turned on to living free, and when I couldn't find that switch to flip, Grace reached through the darkness and turned it on.

Thank You, Steve Jobs

I was reading one of my favorite blogs tonight where the author of the post paid tribute to Steve Jobs by doing an iPhone dump. I thought it was an excellent idea so I've decided to do my own. I have a LOT more photos on my phone than this...of many random things...but I will only share a few.

I liked what President Obama said in his statement about the passing of Steve Jobs: "The world has lost a visionary. And there may be no greater tribute to Steve's success than the fact that much of the world learned of his passing on a device he invented."

So, thank you, Mr. Jobs for providing the opportunity for me to capture these memories that I probably wouldn't have if I didn't have an iPhone.

This is a picture of the band at the Journey concert that I attended with a friend a couple weeks ago. It was so great and there were a billion people there. It took me back to my high school days...and that was a very long time ago!

This is a picture of my husband with a sweet baby named Cruz.



I was with my sister in Nordstrom Rack one day not too long ago trying on shoes. We were definitely on the wrong aisle. That is a big shoe, y'all!

Brad Paisley. Greatness in Frisco, TX!

Although you can't see it too well, the sun was setting in the western sky. It was beautiful and I felt the need to capture it. Unfortunately, the Dallas North Tollway was in the way! Oh to live in the country!!


An excellent, excellent recipe. I was in the store and I couldn't remember what I needed, so I pulled that recipe up on my iPhone, took a screenshot, and voila...my grocery list was at my fingertips!


This is Lucy. She was my house guest last week while her family vacationed in the magical kingdom of Disney World. I had so much fun spoiling her.


And to top it off...I posted this from my recently downloaded Blogger App on my iPhone. Rest in peace, Mr. Jobs. You truly made a difference in the world!