Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Breaking the chains

My, what a powerful weekend!!! I've been exhausted from the weekend. Between the 7 hour drive each way, nerves from speaking & other drama, I've been wiped out since Monday.

Yet today.... today I was reminded of one of the most profound moments at the retreat. One of the speakers talked about how we need to break free of the chains that Satan uses to bind us & then use those VERY chains to bind him. Powerful imagery, isn't it? With that, she took out chains - plastic ones. She connected them together, each woman grabbed a piece of chain & we prayed together. Powerful, powerful stuff! You could FEEL it. Then each of us was able to take a little bit of 'chain' home with us to remind us of this freeing statement.

Lives were changed this weekend... outwardly & inwardly.

That moment had Satan scrambling! Within a few hours of breaking the chains, he began his attack. By the time I got home on Sunday night, our group of 4 had been attacked 3 times. We needed to remember that Satan was scared. We had taken away his 'power'. Then God greeted us with a rainbow. His promise that He is with us.

Break those chains... it can be done.

Many blessings,

Monday, March 29, 2010

Finding freedom with a broken heart***

*** this is a transcript of my speech at the recent woman's retreat.

I 'met' Jesus when I was about 11 or 12. My dad was a new Christian and bringing the family to church. Everyone was always excited at church and the tears that flowed when someone received Christ - well, I wanted that. Yet, there was still a hole in my heart. I don't think I FULLY understood why it was there and how to fill it.

My teenage years were rough. I was very active in church & youth group. I even made my own purity pledge, yet I still craved the love of a man - mainly my earthly father.

I'll start my story at around age 14 (1987-ish). Sad, that I can’t remember the exact age, but maybe that’s just for the best.

I had begun attending a youth group in a nearby town. It started off small – maybe 5 kids & the youth pastor. We met in someone’s living room. But then it took off. Teens came from all over to be a part of this youth group. Eventually we grew out of that living room & started meeting in a local church. Our youth pastor was this amazing guy. Maybe 25 years old, just got back from seminary in Seattle. At least that’s what I remember. We would meet every Tuesday night… Monday nights were set aside for Christian Skate Night at a local roller rink. Youth group opened my eyes up to life beyond my small little town. I wasn’t the only Christian teen. I heard new music and went on adventures.

B*, our youth pastor, was this really charismatic guy. The kind of guy you wanted to be around. We flocked to him. What you didn’t get at home, you could get from him – love & acceptance. B took us everywhere. If you needed a ride to skating or group, he would pick you up in a huge van.

For a while, I had an interest in writing. I was always writing poems, plays & short stories. Because our youth group was SO large (we had up to 80 teens at one point), I started a newspaper/newsletter. Just about the goings on of group – trips, activities, etc. A few of the other girls from group helped me with it….

I didn’t drive – so B would pick me up & bring me to the church to use their typewriter & copier. It was always a group of us, but this one night, I was the only one who could make it. After finishing the typing on the newsletter, I was cutting out some clip art (yes, actual clip art from a book) to use. I was sitting at the church secretary’s desk working; B came up behind me and started massaging my shoulders. No big deal – right? I was feeling really uncomfortable. I remember getting up & walking around because I was that uncomfortable. It wasn’t just massaging. He would move my bra straps & try to peer down my shirt – but it was all very ‘innocent’. Yet something in my brain screamed at me. After that, I tried to never be alone with him again.

It wasn’t until I was about 16 that I figured out something was wrong. I knew that I was uncomfortable around B, but never really understood why.

I was walking home from work on a Sunday evening. It was spring, so it wasn’t that dark out. I had worked at a local ice cream place. I stopped by my friend’s house on the way home, but she wasn’t there. So I continued the walk home. You’ve got to realize, my town was TINY!!! 2 square miles – or was it 2 miles square. Either way – it was small. I was about a block from my house. It was darker now. Maybe the street lights were on. I was walking and there was someone else walking too. I think he might have crossed the street and came on my side. I don’t remember that well because it has been so long, plus it all happened so fast. He reached out & grabbed my breast. He made a rude comment. I pulled away & ran home. Police were called & about a week later an arrest was made. That incident opened up my eyes to what was going on with B. He was molesting me & MANY other girls in the youth group.

During this whole old man situation (the attack on the street), I also told my parents about B. They did the biblical thing; approached B with my accusations. He vehemently denied them – of course. My parents believed me, so they took the next step. Talk to the elders of the church. Eventually, I was asked to leave the church. Youth group was disbanded & had to stop meeting at the church they were using and I was an outcast. My Christian family deserted me.

I’ll be honest… I hated God. I couldn’t believe that all of that happened to me and I was the one who got tossed. These were God’s people… and they left me when I was hurting the most. They rallied around B – he had a history of abuse which made it “acceptable” to be an abuser. The worst part – I KNEW I wasn’t the only one. There were about 15 other girls who he was doing this to, but no one would come forward. In fact, those girls made my life miserable. They all blamed me for trying to ruin B’s life.

I looked everywhere for that love & acceptance, only to miss it. After being shunned by my church family, I grew angry with God. How could He let this happen to me? If I couldn't rely on my church family, who COULD I rely on? All the while, God was whispering to me yet I was TOO angry to hear Him.

Eventually, my self-respect went out the window. I let men treat me like garbage because I believed that I was garbage. My earthly father didn't love me, my church family didn't want me... obviously my Heavenly Father gave up on me.

I turned towards sex & alcohol to numb the pain. Let me tell you - they were only temporary fixes. The pain always came back worse than before. My mind was open for the Enemy.

I stopped attending church by then.. not just THAT church, but any church. I hated God. Just like that. Done.

I coasted through high school with a string of broken hearts. Graduated, went off to college, came back & went to community college. At 19, I was working at The Gap and having fun. I met up with an ex-boyfriend from high school and we went out. I had to go home because I needed to watch my foster sibling (I can’t remember which one we had at the time). I do remember it being toward the end of April. My parents were out & my Grandmother went home. It was just me & D*. A lot had changed at my house since we dated, so I showed him around. My room was moved up to the attic, so we went up there. We started kissing. He told me that he knew that I had had sex with someone & was upset that I wouldn’t have sex with him when we were dating. He wanted to be my first. He said that I belonged to him. Right there in my room, he laid me on my bed & undressed me. I cried. There was no penetration, but I still had to fight him off. Then he left.

A few days later, watching ‘The Accused’ on TV, I started to realize what had happened that night. I had been sexually assaulted. I sunk into a depression. I managed to tell my mother what happened, who in turn told my father. Eventually, I did reach out to a local rape crisis center.

A year later, I was dating a guy named N*. He was a nice guy. I had been friends with him for a bit before dating and we always had a great time. We were hanging out at his mother’s house with his friend, W*; just watching some TV in his room. His mom & brother were in the living room, right next door. At some point, N got up, shut his bedroom door & put a weight in front it. I didn’t think anything of it. The next thing I remember, N & W taking turns raping me. Right now, you’re probably thinking – if N’s mom & brother were in the next room, why didn’t you scream? Trust me, I screamed as loud as I could. They also took turns holding a pillow over my face so I couldn’t be heard.

If I wasn’t angry with God before!! In the course of 6 years, I had been sexually attacked by 5 different guys. There must have been something wrong with me. God must have really hated me. I wouldn’t leave my room, I couldn’t sleep. Things got bad. I was drinking like a fish & giving myself to just about any guy I knew; friends with benefits. If I was worthless, I might as well enjoy myself, right?

God's whispers began getting a little louder in 1993 when He answered a simple prayer. I was looking at some old pictures. I came across a picture of me & a guy, Craig, from when we dated years before (we were 15). Something inside of me told me that he was who I was supposed to be with. I was going to call him, but chickened out. What if he didn’t remember me? What if he remembered me, but hated me? What if he was married? I did something that night – still not sure why – that I hadn’t done in years. I prayed. I prayed that if I ever had a 2nd chance with Craig, I would make it work.

A few days later, I was on the phone with a friend. Something happened & we got disconnected. I hung up the phone & it rang immediately. Figuring it was her calling back, I answered with some rude comment. But it wasn’t her. There was a guy on the other line….. guess who? Craig! He was on winter break from college and had been thinking about me. He finally got the courage up to call me & got in touch with my dad. My dad then gave him my number. As you could imagine, I was dumbfounded. I just sat there saying ‘Oh my God’ repeatedly.

We went out the next night. I told him all that had happened to me. He needed to know what he was getting himself into. Craig loved me IN SPITE of what happened – just like God loves us in spite of what we do!!! We’ve been together ever since.

What brought me back to God? An answered prayer. I’ve learned that God didn’t desert me through all of it…. He LOVED me. It broke his heart each time I was abused. Yet through my anger, He still loved me. That was the beginning of my road to becoming a SURVIVOR. That doesn't mean that healing was immediate. I had hardened my heart to God - but slowly He was softening it.

Over the years, He continued to pursue me. He blessed me with a godly husband, 2 beautiful children, a home; He has reunited & repaired family relationships. He still pursues me - He pursues you too.

There are still days where the Enemy tries to find a foothold. Most days he's unsuccessful. God has taken those 'tragedies' of my life and brought good out of them. He took my broken heart & bound it back together so that I can love Him and love myself.

I am not a rape victim. I am a rape survivor. Those things that happened, yes, they initially broke me. But I am a MUCH stronger person for it. I don't wish any of it on my worst enemy, but I know how good can come out of something SO bad.

So, why am I telling you my story? This story of heartbreak & tragedy? Because it is not just MY story – it's a part of God's story.

We can look at the rough times in our lives and say “Why” or we can look at them and say “How can I use this to glorify you”. It's not easy, but it's worth it. And it is SO freeing.

By asking God to show me how to glorify Him, He has freed me from those events. Allowing me to forgive – truly forgive – those who hurt me. Recently, I was able to write & send a letter to my former youth pastor telling him that I had indeed forgiven him. What freedom!!! And without God, I know I could not have ever put those words on paper.

The beauty of freedom in God is that He can and will free us from anything. All we need to do is ask Him. You are dear to Him and He only wants your happiness.

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. ~ Psalms 147:3

Many blessings,

Where do I begin?

What started out as my 1st speaking engagement turned into a weekend that I will NEVER forget! I don't even know where to start when I try to talk about this weekend.

When I started out on Friday, I was nervous. Not just about getting up & talking. It was more about having different areas of my life 'meet'. I shouldn't have worried.. Kristin, Jo & Amanda got along from minute one (I'm a dork for even thinking that they wouldn't). 7 hours in a car - HYSTERICAL!!! Oh my the conversation!!

Ok... so our 4 bedroom cabin turned into a cabin with a 4 bed room. Hahahaha! One day I'll learn to read. Our cabin was right across the street from the ocean. We could see it from our kitchen window. All these years I've focused on my FEAR of the ocean and I had forgotten the BEAUTY & POWER of it. A beautiful reminder from my Heavenly Father.

All weekend God gave me gentle signs that I was where I was supposed to be; in the music, other people's words. By the time I got up to speak, I was still nervous, but I had such a renewed strength. Getting up to that microphone, I felt home. THIS was what I was called to do. I can't wait to do it again (not that I have another chance - yet. We know how God works).

I went into this with 3 friends, 1 acquaintance & 20+ strangers. I walked away with 3 BEST friends & 20+ NEW friends. My sisters in Christ.

God touched each one of us this weekend in profound ways. Ways that we've already heard about & ways that are still in the works.

I have been blessed by this group of women and I can't wait to see them again.

On our way home, heck I was already 8 miles from home, God sealed the weekend with a promise. HIS promise!

Many blessings,

P.S. I will be posting a transcript of my speech

Thursday, March 25, 2010

It's almost time..

I can't believe it's here! This weekend is the woman's retreat in Kure Beach, NC. Granted, it's a 7 hour drive, but I'm heading there with some WONDERFUL friends... picture Thelma, Louise & 2 extra friends - except I do NOT plan on driving off a cliff; no convertible either - minivan.

I'd love to say that my bags are packed & I am ready to go. Hahahaha!! That would be a false statement - a VERY false statement. I have a vague idea of what I need to pack & still need to make a run to Wally World for provisions. I'll get there... need to get the ball rolling.

I'm scheduled to speak on Saturday night - last session of the retreat! My 'words' have been written for months now, I just need to say them. I'll admit, I struggled with it. It's a church retreat so I thought I needed to have biblical references and whatnot. Then I remembered, it's all about MY story & how God has worked in my life. HE will do all the work. I'll just be His vessel.

My sponsor is concerned about me... rightfully so. I'm sure there will be a ton of junk food to snack on. Being that I will be vulnerable, especially after telling my story, I run the risk of wanting to binge. I have to have faith & trust that God will see me through this. One of the best things that I have going for me this weekend - besides God - is having my friends with me. They'll be my earthly support. Plus, I have all of you praying for me this weekend.

I plan on taking a TON of pictures, so I'll do what I can to share when I get back. I won't be able to blog while I'm gone, but I will Tweet quite regularly - so make sure you sign up to follow my Tweets.

Last night was a tough one for me. I'm on call for the rape crisis center. I got a call.. which triggered a need to binge.

3/25/10 Thankful list

~ I recognized the desire to binge
~ I did NOT succumb to that desire
~ I immediately told my husband of my desire to want to binge.
~ I picked up some knitting instead.

Many blessings,

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

I did it!

For a week now, I've been struggling with being 'found out'. You know, that secret stash of stuff (food containers) that I keep in my trunk. My empties.

After a great meeting on Sunday and some tough love from my sponsor, I finally took the bull by the horns. I, temporarily, disabled my disease (at least for today). I picked up my daughter from a friend's house, went into my trunk & gathered my empties.

I could have done so many different things with them, but I chose to 'out' myself to my husband. He is my safe place. I know that he will love me in spite of my disease.

I think he may have been expecting 'more' than what I showed him. There were only 3 things. But those 3 things represent the countless OTHER things that I have hid from him.

How do I feel? Anxious, shameful and free. He loves me. He's happy that I shared this with him, but he's scared for me. I can understand that.

I feel like I'm on a Chutes & Ladders game board. A few steps forward, climb up a ladder, maybe slide down a bit. But each time I need to pick myself back up, dust myself off & play again.

Thanks for sharing this journey with me.

Many blessings,

Monday, March 22, 2010

Another rainy Monday

I know we had a drought a for a few years, but all of this rain is killing me! Every time it rains, I'm sporting a migraine. UGH!

It's been a week of mixed emotions, yet no real binges. I guess that is an accomplishment for me. I can't totally say that I was abstinent, but I didn't binge. Heck, I'm having a tough time trying to figure out what my trigger foods are. It changes day to day.

The real BIGGIE for me was realizing that I was going to be 'found out'. It's easy to sit here on my computer and tell you that I am a compulsive over eater. I can even admit that to my IRL friends & family. It's a totally different thing letting people SEE the stuff I binge on.

My heart knows that people will still love me - maybe even love me more. My head, the sickness, says otherwise. But my sponsor said something to me this week that struck a cord "Your sickness is only as powerful as your secret".

Does that mean I'm ready to pour it all out for you? No, sorry. I'm just not there yet. BUT, I have began talking about it in a safe environment. With the love & support of my program friends and God, I know that one day (hopefully soon) I will be able to share it with my family, friends & you.

My bible verse for today:
I can do all things through Him who strengthens me. ~ Philippians 4:13

I need to constantly & consistently remember that. Even if every person in my life were to walk out, I am still loved by the One above. He will see me through.
My song for today:

He will carry me
by Mark Schultz

I have a blessed life.. I just need to keep that in mind every day. As for this disease, I just need to take it one day at a time. Don't worry about tomorrow, just focus on today.

3/22/10 Thankful List
  • The friendship in program
  • The love & support of my family, friends & readers
  • The simple phrase "I Love You"
Many blessings,

Wednesday, March 17, 2010


It's been a great day!

I had a slow start to the day. I volunteered at my son's school this morning, helping out my husband's co-teacher with some work. I was hoping to get there at 9, but got there at 10 instead. At least I made it.

While I was there, I was blessed with an opportunity to get together with some of my small group girls. Four of them attend the same school so it made lunch easier. What fun!! Hannah, Kaylee, Madison & Olivia are great! They brought their friend, Tiana, too - whom I've met once before. The girls are so sweet with such fun personalities. I am so happy that I had this opportunity outside of Sunday morning to see them. Seeing them in their "natural" element was fun. BTW, we do NOT recommend gluten-free, no sugar-added chocolate pudding - unless of course you plan on adding marinara sauce, lettuce & pears.

Overall, it's been a wonderful day!

3/17/10 thankful list

1. My seriously funny small group girls.
2. Phone calls from new friends.
3. A chance to help a teacher.

Craig's at baseball with Justin tonight - GO MARLINS! Chelsea & I are about to head out to dinner (I'm gonna sneak in a trip to Wal-Mart & the new library too).

Many blessings,

Monday, March 15, 2010

The Vintage Pearl: A giveaway!!!!!

The Vintage Pearl: tgif & spring break! (a giveaway!)

Do you just LOVE my necklace & want one for yourself (or one to give to a special friend)? Head on over to The Vintage Pearl blog (link featured above) & enter to win!!!

Just think... any one of these could be YOURS!!!

Many blessings,

Friday, March 12, 2010

It's here, it's here, it's here!!

My BEAUTIFUL necklace from The Vintage Pearl arrived today. Let me tell you, it was SO worth the wait!!!
I'm all ready to hop into the shower & get dressed so I can show it off at Bible Study tonight.

While I can't afford to give anything away (yet), I am happy to say that The Vintage Pearl IS. They've got a contest going on right now - 2 $50 gift certificates. It's simple to enter. Hope over to their blog, leave a comment about what you're going to do on Spring Break. If you blog/tweet about the contest, you'll get another entry. Simple, right??? That's how I won!!

It's been an alright day otherwise. My food hasn't been too bad. No binges, which I am happy to say. I'm looking forward to the weekend. My youngest sister will be in town & I'm hoping to see her. A little jealous that she's not staying with me, but happy to have her here nonetheless.

Still need to make my 2 calls. That's next on my list.

3/12/10 thankful list

1. Mail
2. My sisters
3. Caller ID

I'm looking forward to the weekend. Can't wait for church on Sunday. Can't wait for group tonight.

I'm enjoying this journey that I'm on. I know it's going to be a rollercoaster, but I've always been a fan. Since God is in control (I need to remember to give the control over to Him), I know that it'll be ok.

Many blessings,

Thursday, March 11, 2010

*Insert witty title here*

It's still raining, which means I still have a migraine. At least I was able to take a nice long nap so far.

As soon as I finish this post, I'll start making my phone calls. As much as I LOVE to talk, its really hard to step out & just call people that you don't really know. But part of this journey is to step out of my comfort zone and that's what I plan on doing.

No new revelations today. Not yet anyway.

I forgot to write 3 things that I was grateful for yesterday... so here's my list:


1. My best friend for checking in on me to make sure I survived Zumba
2. A wonderful conversation with a friend who is going through her parents' divorce.
3. God blessing of providing SEVEN paid spots at the upcoming retreat.

The day is still early to write my thankful list for today. I'll do that later.

For now, I need to eat breakfast/lunch. Do some reading & make my phone calls.

It's a new day & I feel happy today.

*** 3/12/10 thankful list***
1. phone calls
2. abstinence
3. fellow Rape Response volunteers

Many blessings,

Wednesday, March 10, 2010


Today was just a day. An ordinary day. Not a bad day; not a good day. It was Wednesday.

I've rebounded after my bad day yesterday. Just when I think no one is listening, I find out otherwise. I love how God does that.

I'd like to say that I had a little more motivation today, but I'd be lying. This rain brought on a migraine late in the day. Stinkin' rain!

I didn't accomplish as much as I had hoped. Didn't make the phone calls that I needed to make either. So, I'm committing myself to make double the phone calls tomorrow.

I had more time to think about my affair with food. Just when I pushed God out of my life, I started trying to fill that hole with food. Food & other stuff. I've dealt with the other stuff, now its time to deal with the food.

I eat when I'm bored. I eat when I'm sad/depressed. I eat when I feel inadequate; when I just want to hide from the world. Lately, I've been eating because I'm bored. I'm dealing with the feelings of inadequacy.

I love my personality! Once you get to know me, I'm fun loving & outgoing. Maybe I'm the jolly fat girl... but I just want to be that funny woman.

I'm on a long road to recovery here... there will be ups & downs. I'm so blessed to have a wonderful support system. People who truly care. I love the fact that I've met up with people who are going through EXACTLY what I'm going through. I'm not the only crazy one.

Tomorrow is another day. Who knows what the Lord has in store for me. But I can tell you this, I can't wait to see what it is.

Many blessings,

And so it begins...

For years, I've eaten in order to gain weight so that I would no longer be attractive. If I wasn't attractive then no one would want to hurt me, right?

I've managed to gain so much weight that now people notice me when I walk in a room. I'm the 'fat girl'. You know the one... she walks into a room and people give that "look". I've tried to eat to be invisible, I've become visible.

Yesterday wasn't a good day for me. Don't ask me why because I really don't know. Not sure what triggered it, but I just didn't want to be social. That's pretty hard to do when you're scheduled to go to Zumba classes with your friends.

Since I was 14, I've used food as a way to control my appearance. Back then, I just didn't eat or if I ate, I purged. At 20, I started using food as a way to suppress the HUGE hole that was inside of me. That huge hole was a GOD-sized hole. He wasn't in my life... well, he was - I was just running from him.

Here I am at 37, sometimes I still eat to fill that hole, but I'm learning each day to control that urge. The only thing that can fill that void is God. I need to focus more on him & less on food. Food only gives me that temporary 'high'...

I've been told that I'm going to have good days & bad days on this journey. I just didn't expect to have bad days so soon.

3 things that I'm grateful for from yesterday

1. I made a phone call that I didn't want to make
2. I went to Zumba even though I didn't want to go
3. I am blessed with a loving & supportive husband.

Many blessings,

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Not soon enough

Boy, I am impatient! (are you just figuring this out too, or have you known for a while).

Our Impact class was great! Draining - there was a LOT to learn. But amazing, nonetheless. I, of course, want a child NOW. Craig, thank God, is a lot more rational about this. He's the more level-headed of the two of us, especially when it comes to something like this. I just want to gather all of the hurting kids & bring them home. Craig wants to think, discuss & pray before hand. I am SO blessed that God balances us.

We did get a call yesterday from Bethany saying that our Impact certificates were on the way, along with our home study packet. Of course, now I'm sitting at a window stalking watching for the mail person. I'm even contemplating if we need to frame our certificates. Insane, I know.

There's still a LOT we need to do before we can officially open our home. We need to complete the home study packet; discuss relationships with parents, siblings, spouse; decide what age group; how many children; are we willing to take a sibling group; what type of abused child are we open to; would we be willing to foster a multicultural child. Then we, as a couple & family, need to REALLY talk about the changes this will bring to our family. After that is the home visit, FBI/GBI background check... YIKES!

None of that has put a damper on my excitement. I'm just as excited today as I was back in December when we first began this journey. And I know I'll be even MORE excited a month from now as we see what God has in store for us.

Thanks for sharing this journey with us & your support. It really helps knowing that we have people in our lives who are behind us.

Many blessings,

It's Random Dozen day!!

1. Do you prefer even or odd numbers? Any particular reason? Odd numbers... because there is always a definitive middle. (1, 2, 3, 4, 5)

2. On a scale of 1-10, with 1 being "not at all" and 10 being Carly Simon-worthy, how vain are you? Probably a 4... unless I were to lose weight, then I'd be an 8.

3. Among these Irish stereotypes, with which do you identify most closely? Talkative, Proud, Inquisitive, Love to party, Hot-tempered ~ Talkative & hot-tempered.

4. How lucky do you consider yourself? no more than the next person (I haven't won the lottery)

5. What is the subject of your favorite post that you've written? music... it's how I commune with God

6. Describe March weather where you live in three words. This year, cold, wet, unpredictable.

7. How apt are you at detecting blarney (Smooth talk, flattery) when you hear it? I think I'm pretty good at it.

8. How "green" are you, environmentally speaking? Below average...

9. What is your favorite song this week? I'll Praise You in This Storm, Casting Crowns

10. You are walking along and see a coin on the ground. What denomination does it have to be before you will stop to pick it up? It's got to be SILVER

11. Complete the sentence: "Every time I look outside my window ...."I see God's wonderful creation

12. What was the #1 song on the day you were born? See this site to find out. The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face by Roberta Flack

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

A giveaway!!!

Ok... I'm not the one doing the giveaway, but I just had to share it with all of you!

The Vintage Pearl has a new design & are giving one away PLUS a $25 gift certificate. All you need to do to enter is comment at the Vintage Pearl blog WHO you would give this necklace to. That's it. Simple, right???
I love this necklace and already have someone in mind if I were to win it. Who would YOU give it to???

Good luck!
Many blessings,

Monday, March 1, 2010


Lynnette's super talented daughter, Abigail, is hosting a Blog Block Party from March 1st to March 8th. Of course, I HAD to participate! Any opportunity to tell silly information about myself, I'm there!

1. What's your favorite time of the day, and why?
~ Midnight. It's complete darkness with only the moon & stars to see.

2. If health wasn't an issue, what food could you live off of?
~ Cheese... I love it! I'm not picky either. I love ALL cheese. Even the stinky stuff. But BRIE is my FAVORITE!!!
3. If you could have one wish granted (besides wishing for more wishes), what would it be?
~ All of our finances would be taken care of. This way hubby can just concentrate on being a great teacher & I can have the ministry I want to have.

4. What's one thing that you get teased about a lot?
~ My life! I've always got something interesting going on. My stories are usually a source of entertainment.

5. If you could choose one movie, book, or TV show to spend your life in, which would you pick? What type of character would you be?
~ Movie: Hope Floats, I'd want to be Sandra Bullock
Book: Stephanie Plum series by Janet Evanovich, I'd want to be Stephanie Plum.

TV show: The Mentalist, I'd want to be Patrick Jane.

Sorry I couldn't pick just ONE!

6. If you could have one talent that you don't already have, what would it be?
~ The ability to sing 'Ave Maria'......

7.If money were no object, where would you go on vacation?
~ Alaskan cruise

8. If you were an awesome singer, which genre would you sing?'
~ Opera-ish... I'd want to be Christine in Phantom of the Opera.
9. If you could have a $10,000 shopping spree to one store, what would it be?
~ Target. I LOVE that place!!!!
10. If you could live in any point in time, when would it be?
~ The 50's. Loved the poodle skirts & a time where everyone was still so innocent.
11. If every outfit in your wardrobe had to be one color, what would it be?
~ Navy blue...

12. If you were one of the seven dwarves, which one would you be?
(Doc, Grumpy, Sneezy, Sleepy, Bashful, Happy, or Dopey)
~ Dopey, he was just TOO cute!
13. What's the last album you listened to?
~ Awake, by North Point Live
14. What's something we'd be surprised to know about you?
~ I used to wear big baggy jeans with boxer shorts showing (mini hip-hop phase)

Many blessings,