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2012-11-02T11:22:00.004-07:00

Good Morning Friend!

Welcome to Little Wood Shoppe! In this little corner of cyber space I hope you will enjoy my creative musings, day to day happenings with my family of three, and general wordiness that describes my life. Thanks for taking the time to indulge in the mundanity!

All my life, I have always loved to create for people. Whether it be handmade birthday cards when I was younger, mix tapes when I was a teen, to now personalized art, objects that just scream soneone’s name, or surprise brown boxes in the mail, I have always loved the art of gift giving. I love the look on a family or friend’s face when they relish in something you made for them, or found an item that they never knew they wanted until you bought it for them. A simple comment made in passing to be later redeemed on a birthday or special holiday is my most favorite way of gift-giving because it shows that the giver listens to the little details and better than that, remembers them!

To this day, the most memorable gift I have ever received was my very first film camera when I was sixteen years old. The giver was of course my husband, but at the time, he was my twenty-year-old-heart-throb-boyfriend, and I was head-over-heels-seventeen. He drove to my town to pick me up after celebrating Christmas with my own family (at the time I didn’t have a license). Once arrived, I found his family had waited all day to open presents with me! The tradition of his family is to open one gift at a time, round robin style, and then throw the wrapping paper at one another – to this day we carry this tradition on and it has ebbed it’s way through my family as well – a fun holiday tradition.

But, back to the point… during one of the round robin waves, I opened a pack of film and thought it odd, but didn’t want to show any peculiarity on my face, being I was trying to impress the fam back then…. They of course, knew that the film was an addition to a gift I had yet to open, and were all smiling on the inside, the way you do when you know something someone else doesn’t. As the rounds shimmied down to one, I was out of gifts but everyone else had one left. Being so clueless to surprises as I was then, I just figured, well that was fun (as I watched each of them open their last gifts).

They looked at me and questioned, “Where’s your last gift?”

I bashfully remarked, “Oh I ran out.”

A chorus of voices replied, “Oh you have to find your last gift.”

Slowly I rose to my feet and gave my boyfriend a look of bewilderment and slight embarrassment hoping the mystery gift wasn’t going to be so romantic that a flushed face was in my near future, with everyone around me watching. As I roamed around looking for a wrapped box, we all played the hot and cold game until I stumbled upon a small box. I unknowingly shook it’s contents. This sent up a roaring, “No!” tipping me off that what was inside could possibly be quite fragile. As I returned to the chaotic-crumbled-paper-room all eyes are on me. I slowly and carefully ripped into the paper, with unbelieving eyes. I had never celebrated Christmas with a boyfriend before, so this was more than icing on the cake! With him already owning a camera and dappled in photography, he hoped to one day be a professional. I too took classes in high school and had always wanted to learn more about it, as well as share in this pastime with him. After realizing it must have cost a great deal, hugs were exchanged and a thorough explanation of how to insert the film and what settings to use for different lighting.

As the evening wound down, I remember feeling greatly cared for and greatly thought after. I had never mentioned wanting to OWN my own camera, but maybe just mused at the idea of loving photography or loving spending time together in that fashion. Shooting together would be so much fun now that we each were armed with our own creative arsenal. Today we still share in the knowledge, ability, and love of taking photos.

This only fanned the flame of my love for gift giving. Since then, so many more thoughtfully, intentional exchanges have taken place. Even though so many things have changed since that day – a marriage, a family moving, a baby being born – I still love the connection of familiarity the perfect gift can bring. Don’t you? With the season of Christmas looming closely, I hope you’ll consider the thoughtfulness behind the gift. Whether big or small, handmade or store bought, expensive or not, the perfect gift is just that: perfect for the receiver. Enjoy the opportunity.

Counting On Your Faithfulness

2012-04-02T09:00:00.004-07:00

Often times I use this blog as a journal for myself to remember things that have happened in our life. Today I writing for that reason, and also to encourage anyone whom this post may help. Not many people know about a recent trial Pete & I endured. On the exciting and happy day that Pete and I found out our little bean was a little boy, we also were informed that he has two cysts in the right hemisphere of his brain. Being first time parents, although we were assured that it was nothing to fret about *yet* it was a little bewildering. At first, the news didn't really set in, as we were so excited and joyful at the thought of a little boy. But as the days went on before my next appointment to check on the cysts, I allowed anxiety to creep in. Pete remained confident and reassuring to my blubbering episodes, and for that I am so thankful.

A little background information on the cysts: they are called Choroid Plexus Cysts and are found in about %1-%3 of all ultrasounds. They typically appear between 16 & 20 weeks resolve themselves at around 24 weeks. The reason they raise any concern at all is that they are markers for Edwards Syndrome, i.e. Trisomy 18. I will spare you any details of what these involve, you can research them on your own. However, having only the cysts as a sole symptom, it is very unlikely of a child actually having Edwards Syndrome. Other markers include club feet, fisted-hands unable to open, abnormalities within the heart, a small-measuring head, etc.... Canon had none of these other markers. I am so thankful that his sole marker were these cysts. Although my doctor assured me, that even if he had other markers, it would not necessarily mean he had Edwards. The Lord was gracious to us in this area; if he had any other markers, I am not sure I would have been able to endure the following six weeks of waiting and check-ups with the little strength that I had.

At 24 weeks, I had an appointment at the hospital, as they needed a specialized nuero-cardial ultrasound M.D. to take a peek at our sweet boy. Unfortunately, Pete wasn't able to be there with me, but a dear friend came and supported me. I honestly had no anxiety and didn't think I would even need someone to sit beside me, but a few days before the ultrasound, I felt overwhelmed at what it could mean if the cysts were indeed still present. I am so thankful that this close friend was able to support me throughout this long appointment. Legally the ultrasound tech wasn't able to tell me anything as she was inspecting my son. She took pictures of his heart for over an hour, while my friend and I sat in silence. It was difficult to not be told "he's beautiful, he's growing so well, he's right on schedule" ... the typical things I was used to hearing at my Doctor's office. Unfortunately, the cysts has not resolved themselves at this point. Because of this, I was asked to come back in two weeks so that they could check on him again to make sure they weren't growing or multiplying. The only hope that I held onto those next two weeks was that one of the cysts has disappeared. The Lord knew my anxious heart, knew my uncertainty, and He gave me a shimmer of hope.

Although the next two weeks were very hard to wait through, I leaned on the Lord, on His peace and that He knew all of this before Canon was ever a glint inside me. I never became angry with the Lord, only scared for my son, which is still a sin as I was anxious. I prayed daily for the Lord to remove my doubt, wept only once, gave it to the Lord and took assurance from my husband. Pete kept reminding me, "God is still on the throne. He isn't worried, He isn't pacing. He knows, He cares, and He loves us. God is sovereign." I am so thankful for the worship music that God placed in my life during these two weeks, for the encouraging words from close family and friends that knew the inner-workings of the situation, and for God's peace.

Two weeks later, 26 weeks along, I made my way back to hospital alone. My friend offered to be there, but I didn't want to take up another 2-3 hours of her time, and I also wanted to go alone, knowing that God was with me. I can not explain the amount of peace I had. There was no room for the devil on that car ride to the hospital. I worshipped Jesus, I prayed, and I went into my appointment with a clear mind. I had already prepared my heart for the cysts to still be present and but I held onto the promise that God was in control. I was also so excited to just see my little boy's face again. I was SO blessed to be able to see him in 3D/4D - an unexpected blessing that Pete and I wouldn't have been able to otherwise enjoy. With confidence, I joyfully cried at the beautiful sight of my son: he sweetly posed for several shots (he must know who his parents are).

No cysts were found, no new developments discovered. I rushed to Pete's work and showed him the dozens of pictures of our son and told him the exciting news. Although Pete was a steady rock for me during this period of time, I saw relief and joy in his face as he saw his son in 3D/4D for the first time.

Thank you Lord for protecting our son. Thank You for the mercy bestowed upon us. Thank You that he is healthy, growing, and perfectly on track. Thank You for the heart You have tenderly woven inside of him and for the plan You have for him. Thank You for every movement, hiccup, and sign of life You assure me with daily. We give You Canon, Lord. We surrender our will for his life. We pray for a safe delivery, a healthy baby boy, and a joyful time of becoming a family. Thank you for this blessing and for the opportunity to be parents - what a great responsibility it is. We love you, amen.

Just for Kicks

2012-02-08T09:40:00.000-08:00

Dear Canon,

I am writing this down so that some day I can read these memories to you. Yesterday marked 6 months of you being in my tummy. We are getting ready for you, buying clothes and toys and all kinds of fun things. Here's a couple of dates you did really cool things that I want to remember. On January 24th, just a few weeks after we found out who you were, your Daddy felt you kick for the first time. It was kind of hard for him to feel, since you were still so tiny, but since then your kicks have gotten much stronger and you seem to be moving around all day long. On January 31st, I got to SEE you kick from the outside of my belly for the first time. My belly just looked like a bass drum, thumping with each movement you made. You always seem to do neat things on Tuesdays, which also happens to be the day I count your age by, so it's neat to be reminded that even after you're born, you will learn new things every week: you're already changing so fast, I know will always amaze me! On February 7th, just a week after I saw you kick for the first time, your Daddy got to see you kick too. Your kicks are getting really strong, but sometimes only you and I know that your practicing your wrestling moves. So far you weigh about a pound and half, but your doctor says you will gain about 4 ounces each week until the last month before you are born; then you'll gain a pound a week - YIKES! Here's a picture of you inside my belly at six months. I can't wait to take pictures of you outside of my belly, see your sweet face, and get to know you better. I love you baby boy.

Much Love,

Mama

The Day I Met My Son

2012-01-10T08:28:00.000-08:00

Yesterday was a day to remember, January 9, 2012. Your Dad and I had a very important doctor's appointment. So far, you had been living in my womb for twenty weeks, so that means we got to find out if you were a little boy or a little girl. We had been waiting and waiting to give you a name, to start working on your nursery, and to be able to bond with you all the more knowing if you'd love hockey and wrestling or sparkles and princesses. All along, we both wanted a boy. You see, we wanted you to be the best big brother to the rest of your siblings some day. We wanted you from the start, and in my heart of hearts, I knew you would be a boy. God knew our desires, and he honored us with them. And for that we are so joyful. I had two dreams, which I truly believe, were God confirming to me that you were going to be our little boy. Now that we know you a little better, and now that we've got to see you playing inside my belly, we know you are going to be such a blessing to your Daddy and me. I can feel you moving inside of me, a lot in the mornings, and a lot after my morning coffee. Your heart beat sounds like a train coming through a tunnel, and was 150 bpm yesterday, which everyone says is a great rhythm. You are in the 60% for weight which is a healthy 13 oz. Soon, after you weigh over a pound, Daddy will be able to feel you move from the outside of my belly. Dr. Stanton says if you grow bigger towards the end of my pregnancy, we might get to meet you earlier than expected. Your Daddy and I were pretty big babies, and your Grandma Tom was a ten-pounder, so that might be a good possibility! Yesterday, we also found out that you love your feet, just like your cousin Kaysen. The whole time we were watching you, you just kept playing with your feet and rubbing your eyes. I think you will sleep just like your Daddy with your arm covering your eyes, since that's what you were doing when we saw you last.

Well, after we told everyone you were a boy, your grandparents and aunts and uncles were so excited. Here's a few things they and some other pretty important people said about you:

Grandpa Jim - "Canon James, I really like the name, the middle part especially."

Grandpa Tom - "Yay, another boy! Congratulations! I bet Pete is excited."

Grandma Patti - "Oh what fun! Oh my goodness!"

Grandma Karen - "Yay for blue! Did you hear that, I'm going to have another grandson!"

Great Grandma Esther - "I knew it all along. A sweet baby boy, I can't wait to meet him!"

Miss Mary's Voicemail - "Um hello, yes I'd like to speak with Canon please."

Aunt Athena - "I'm gonna have a nephew and Kaysen is going to have a boy cousin to terrorize the grandparents with! Yay!"

Uncle Nick - "So, am I going to be an uncle to a niece or a nephew! I couldn't tell in the tiny picture!"

Aunt Emily - "I am so excited! I knew it was a boy!"

Uncle John - "Congratulations guys! A baby boy, what a blessing! I love the name!"

Great Aunt Linda - "Yippee! Congratulations!!!"

Cousin Ashley - "I knew it!"

Cousin Kara - "I can't wait to lay eyes on Canon!"

Auntie Lolo - "Oh my goodness, my heart is very full for you two! Can't even imagine how you are feeling, love you guys!"

Auntie Candace - "I knew it! Love you and baby Canon!"

Pastor Mark - "Hey Phil Wickham has been singing about him. So exciting! He'll be a point guard in tradition of his Dad I guess."

Aunt Haley - "So cute! I can't wait to meet you guys, and now baby Canon!"

Auntie Dani - "We love you already!"

Dr. Stanton - "What a beautiful baby boy, I see. He's going to be gorgeous. Good job Mom & Dad."

Canon, we just want you to know, that you are very loved by so many already. Everyone is so excited to meet you, hold you, watch you grow, and see you love Jesus! So many people are praying for you, and for me: that we will stay healthy and that when you decide to come into the world, that all will be safe and well. But for now, keep on growing strong and growing big. We can't wait until May. What a big change you will bring about. We love you so much baby boy.

Love,
Mom & Dad

Nursery Inspiration

2011-12-31T06:18:00.000-08:00

In just nine days we find out baby's gender! I am getting so excited to start working on the nursery. I have been searching pinterest and fantastic mama blogs. Here's a few great inspiration resources I have stumbled upon: Chic & Cheap Nursery, Loop & Lil, Happy Together, Modern Nursery, Bump Smitten & Prudent Baby. Now, onto the eye candy! I think, no matter the gender, I am going to go with this color story: gray, white, teal, marigold, plum, and green. It may sound like crazy town, but just look at these pictures! Fabulousness.

Eleven Days

2011-12-29T07:58:00.000-08:00

Just a few thoughts about baby, the coming days, and a prayer....

In eleven days we find out the sex of our little baby. Words cannot express how excited I am to give our baby a name and to feel that much more connected to it. Husband and I have been generously blessed with all kinds of baby gear, but we ourselves haven't purchased one thing yet. I can't wait to buy baby's first outfit, baby's first toy, baby's first blanket.... etc. I have waited until gender reveal day to do so, as I know as more babies come down the line, we won't ever have this opportunity to buy our FIRST baby it's FIRST purchase. I can't wait to walk into that doctor's office and see our baby for the second time, its been 6 weeks since we've seen our little bambino move and shake. I can't wait to see it's features more defined and its sweet profile resting inside of me. Pete and I will be excited for either boy or girl, we just can't wait to know what God already knows and has planned for it's little life!

Lately in life, the husband and I have been overly showered with God's love and blessings. But because we live in a fallen world, there will always be times of struggle and strife. In thinking of these times, my thoughts today are "I am so glad that this baby is inside my womb. It's so safe in there. It can't hear the evil words this world speaks, it can't see any affects of sin yet, or feel pain yet." I want to protect it forever this way, but in my selfishness, I also can't wait for it's birthday so that I can show it so many beautiful and innocent creations God has made for it to enjoy. But for now, I am content in it being within me always. No matter where I am, for now, I have the comfort of knowing that baby is with.

Jesus, I pray for this baby. I pray you give it a healthy life and a safe delivery. I pray that it grows to be a disciple of You, loving you and serving you. I pray that we will raise it to fear You. I pray for it's sweet personality that you have already woven into it's heart, that he or she will be used by You in mighty ways.

Montana Soup

2011-11-03T10:56:00.000-07:00

I created this recipe after visiting Big Sky country, that is the great state of Montana. One day we visited a local restaurant in Whitefish called "Loula's." I had their southwestern chicken soup as an appetizer, however because I didn't use the exact ingredients, nor did I have their recipe, I renamed it Montana soup because big sky was my inspiration! Here she blows!

Ingredients:

veggie trinity

1 whole yellow onion, diced
8 oz sliced celery
8 oz sliced baby carrots

1 8oz carton fresh portabella mushrooms, sliced
3 bell peppers, (1/2 red, 1/2 green, & 1/2 yellow)
1 whole seriano pepper
3 cloves fresh garlic
3 boneless skinless chicken breasts
22 oz tomato puree
64 oz regular chicken broth
paprika
oregano
red pepper flakes
Emeril's southwestern essence seasoning *optional*
salt
pepper

Prepare:

Heat large pot on medium high (don't need to grease)
Saute trinity until softened
Add pinch of salt, pepper, & red pepper flakes + 1 T paprika
Cut chicken a.s.a.p. (as small as possible) or cook whole & then shred
Heat separate saute pan coated with olive oil - add chicken, salt and pepper, 1 T paprika (REMEMBER: SEASON AS YOU GO!)
Cook until almost no pink, a little pinky = okay, it will cook out when added to soup - set aside
Mince/press fresh garlic - add to trinity
Add tomato puree to trinity
Add another pinch of S&P and small pinch crushed red pepper
Prep peppers by removing core and seeds, dice all
CAREFULLY handle seriano, do no touch eyes while handling - be sure to mince and remove all seeds, then WASH HANDS!
Add all peppers to trinity
Add chicken to pot as well
In empty chicken pan, add 2 T butter & mushrooms
Saute mushrooms until softened
Add mushrooms to pot
Stir until all well combined
Add one more pinch of S&P, 1 T paprika, several dashes Emeril's Seasons (if you don't have, use garlic salt)
Add chicken broth and allow slow rolling boil for 10 minutes
Cover and reduce to simmer for 30 min - 1 hour
Service with crusty baguette - you'll need it to cool your mouth down!

This may seem like a lot of steps, but hey I'm a detailed person when it comes to recipes, and the amount of soup you end up with make this labor of ~~love~~ soup totally worth it. Let me know if you try this out! My husband raved about it, so I thought if he *being the soup connoisseur that he is* liked it, it must be good enough to share! Bon appetit!

Josh Garrels

2011-08-29T07:35:00.000-07:00

If you haven't already seen his free album on noise trade, get it now. His style of music is so diverse, some hip hop, some indie, some instrumental, but most importantly, his lyrics are filled with sound doctrine, convicting the hearts of it's listeners. Encourage you to download it now here.

<p><a href="http://joshgarrels.bandcamp.com/track/revelator">Revelator by Josh Garrels</a></p>

Revelator

Had a dream I was alone
A vast expanse of complete unknown
Sea of glass so clear it shown,
Like gold
Then a voice like thunder clapped,
As a dead man I collapsed
I am the first, I am the last,
Now rise my son

Then behold ten thousand kings,
And every creature worshipping
Every eye was on one thing,
One man
He’s like a lion like a lamb,
As though slain he holds the plan
To make war and peace with man,
And reign on earth

Holy, Holy, is the One,
Who was and is, and is to come
In a robe as red as blood,
He comes forth
Ride like lightning in the sky,
Upon the war horse he draws nigh,
The same one we crucified,
Will come again

<p><a href="http://joshgarrels.bandcamp.com/track/the-resistance">The Resistance by Josh Garrels</a></p>

The Resistance

I was born into a system constructed for failure
It’s a sinking ship manned by drunken sailors
An escape artist behind the bars of a jailor
An asthmatic attack when we forgot the inhaler
If the shoe doesn’t fit what good is a tailor
In the midst of a crisis please cancel the gala
Without a symphony there’s no need for a prelude
To foreshadow what’s to come.
See the secret committees, commence with their meetings
To make red tape in response to simple questions
Questions threaten the perception of the beneficial systems
A pyramid scheme with it’s cogs and it’s pistons
Mechanization of men, making more and more
Live in a miserable exhistance
How can so few, claim so many victims
And this begs the question
My rest is a weapon against the oppression
Of mans obsession to control things
Look at the long line of make believe kings
The lord of the flies want’s you to kiss his ring
Follow new rules with invisible strings
And become a puppet in the diabolical scheme
How do good men become part of the regime
They don’t believe in resistance.

Hold fast like an anchor in the storm
We will not be moved

Lesson number one, overcome
Every fear of regret and confusion
It’s all illusion, delusion
Sent to disconnect the holy fusion
Of spirit and the flesh
Every mortal breath, is meant to bring forth fire
But only when the fear of death, gets consumed
On the funeral pier
So let the flames rise higher
Let every man be considered a liar
If he doubts the goodness and faithfulness of God
Itching ears will compulsively nod in approval
When unbelief is taught in all our temples and schools
But God can restrain the madness of a fool
He can bring His truth through the mouth of a mule
You can move an mountain without any tools
It just takes the faith of a little seed
to make a way through what might seem to be
Impossibility,
And the ability will match the occasion
The outcome will defy explanation
The liberation will not be televised
When it arrives like lightning in the skies

Hold fast like an anchor in the storm
For your love, we will rise and overcome
Through the fire

Hold fast my people and sing
Through peace and through suffering
All for the joy that it brings, to be free
It’s gonna cost us everything
To follow one Lord and King
True love endures everything
To be free

Hold fast, like an anchor in the storm
We will not be moved

Love Through Me

2011-08-28T12:38:00.000-07:00

I stumbled over this lovely couple's music due to my adorable sister Emily. They are Jenny & Tyler and not only are they adorable and their music charming, their mission is also right on: to show Christ's love through their talents and musical gifts. This song, "Love Through Me" and it's lyrics penetrated my heart, in this midst of my current season of blessing. I hope it convicts you as well, to live with Christ central and to remember what this life should really be about. Not money or things or status, but that our minds and hearts have a continual eternal perspective. Listen here. Download their EP album for free just by joining their mailing list here.
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there is plenty on this earth to suit our needs
but there will never ever be enough to satisfy our greed
weigh this heavy on me now until i can hardly breathe
love through me

i've never gone a day without a meal because i couldn't afford it
stood on a corner and begged for pennies, holding out a sign
call me blessed, but it sure does feel pathetic,
children ‘round the world are hungry now

so would i give up:
pillows and cable, clothing and candy,
if a boy could rest his tired bones?
would i lay down:
making all this money, just to have my milk and honey,
if my fellow man could get the chance to watch his children grow?

there is plenty on this earth to suit our needs
but there will never ever be enough to satisfy our greed
weigh this heavy on me now until i can hardly breathe
love through me

i feel in the right, self-justified giving coins away
but what about the time i consider mine not tomorrow but right now today?
clothe the naked; feed the hungry; welcome strangers
come on, get up and open your eyes

so would i give up:
pillows and cable, clothing and candy,
if a girl could have some more to eat?
would i lay down:
making all this money, just to have my milk and honey,
if my fellow man could get the chance to hear about the King?

there is plenty on this earth to suit our needs
but there will never ever be enough to satisfy our greed
weigh this heavy on me now until i can hardly breathe
love through me

help us see, our eyes are weak, help us please
love through me

Cheese & Bread? I'm in.

2011-08-25T08:09:00.000-07:00

I was reading one of my favorite home magazines yesterday when a particular page made my stomach smile. I have always been a lover of the american classic grilled cheese. White bread, american cheese, chips & pickle on the side. Yum. Then I saw these recipes, they upped the ante. Maybe I'm like, an adult or something, but these just sounded so more amazing (and I don't even like tomatoes or bacon!). Case and point, we tried out the california style last night and it was TO DIE FOR. I can't wait to try out the other two real soon, like, now. Recipes & pictures found in this month's addition of REAL SIMPLE.

CALIFORNIA GRILLED CHEESE

Serves 1| Hands-On Time: 10m | Total Time: 10m

Ingredients

2 tablespoons unsalted butter
2 slices white sandwich bread
2 slices Cheddar
1/8 small red onion, thinly sliced
1/2 small avocado, thinly sliced

Directions

Melt the butter in a small skillet over medium-low heat.
Form a sandwich with the bread, cheese, onion, and avocado.
Cook the sandwich, covered, until the bread is toasted and the cheese is melted, 2 to 3 minutes per side.

PESTO AND TOMATO GRILLED CHEESE

Serves 1| Hands-On Time: 10m | Total Time: 10m

Ingredients

2 tablespoons unsalted butter
2 tablespoons basil pesto
2 slices white sandwich bread
2 slices Cheddar
2 thin slices tomato

Directions

Melt the butter in a small skillet over medium-low heat. Spread the pesto on 1 slice of the bread and form a sandwich with the cheese and tomato.
Cook the sandwich, covered, until the bread is toasted and the cheese is melted, 2 to 3 minutes per side.

PEAR AND BACON GRILLED CHEESE

Serves 1| Hands-On Time: 10m | Total Time: 10m

Ingredients

2 tablespoons unsalted butter
2 tablespoons currant or fig jam
2 slices white sandwich bread
2 slices Cheddar
2 slices cooked bacon
1/4 small pear, thinly sliced

Directions

Melt the butter in a small skillet over medium-low heat. Spread the jam on 1 slice of the bread and form a sandwich with the cheese, bacon, and pear.
Cook the sandwich, covered, until the bread is toasted and the cheese is melted, 2 to 3 minutes per side.

Cork Floor - Literally.

2011-08-24T09:58:00.000-07:00

In our new master bath (which is really just a water closet housing our toilet and shower) there is tile from floor to ceiling, so picture hanging and painting walls is not really an option. I guess I could paint the ceiling, but I really like the minimalism happening in there. It's appropriate for relaxing. Not to mention the floor to ceiling glass doors - when I said no space for color, I meant it. Hence the need for a little personality elsewhere. I found this awesome tutorial here and can't wait to try it out. It might be a little bit of a challenge to track down that 175 corks, being I don't drink alcohol, but I'm sure a few phone calls to restaurants will do the trick. Now on to the deets.

How To Make A Cork Bath Mat:

Supplies

175 wine corks (plus a few extra to allow for mistakes)
hot glue sticks
non-adhesive shelf liner (I used Duck brand Smooth Top Easy Liner in taupe, found at Walmart. Or try [ribbed side down] Plast-O-Mat ribbed shelf liner, available at Ace Hardware, Bed Bath & Beyond or The Container Store)

Tools

pocket knife (sharpened)
cutting board (one that you won’t mind if it gets slightly damaged)
rotary cutter and mat (or scissors)
long ruler or yardstick
hot glue gun
coarse sand paper

1. Cut each cork in half lengthwise with a sharp pocket knife. Be patient and careful so you don’t cut a finger off. It’s best if you use natural cork wine corks that are similar length and width. Sand the bottoms flat if any of your cuts are jagged.

2. Arrange the corks into a rectangle, flat sides down. Use a ruler or the lines on a cutting mat to make sure your configuration of corks is as close to a straight rectangle as possible. My mat is 18.5 x 30 inches (10 x 35 cork halves)—a little smaller than a standard size bath mat, but then my bathroom is smaller than a standard size bathroom.

3. Measure and cut the shelf liner to size with a rotary cutter, ruler, and cutting mat.

4. Transfer the outer rows/columns of corks to the shelf liner and glue them to the top side of the liner. Apply a rectangle-shaped line of glue to the flat side of each cork, about 1/8 inch from the edge, line up the cork with the edge of the mat, and press hard. Wipe away any glue dribbles before it hardens fully, but after it cools (so you don’t burn yourself).

5. Once your frame is in place, transfer the rest of the corks to their corresponding position on the mat. You’ll probably have to do some arranging and trading places to make all the corks fit. Then remove one cork at a time and glue it down. You’re done!

IMAGES & TUTORIALS BORROWED FROM CRAFTY NEST

A Saving Phrase

2011-08-12T11:26:00.000-07:00

But God
By Skip Heitzig

A while back, there was a family that was on the verge of losing their home, and they were saved by Superman. Well, kind of. The bank was ready to foreclose on them, and as they were packing up their belongings they found some old comic books in the basement. Among them was a copy of Action Comics #1, the first appearance of Superman, valued at over a quarter of a million dollars!

Serious as their situation was, your situation before you knew Christ as your Savior was much worse. Ephesians 2 says we were dead in trespasses and sins, and it calls us “by nature children of wrath.” It’s not that we are sinners because we sin. We sin because we’re sinners. It’s our nature. Self-help won’t change it, or education, or religion.

Verse 4 is where it gets good. The situation goes from dark to light with two words: “But God.” If you haven’t underlined or circled those words in your Bible like I have, do that. Those are some of the most sublime, eloquent, and inspirational words in all of literature. Verses 1-3 show how hopeless you were before Christ. You were dead on arrival! But then God stepped in.

Those two words change everything, don’t they? In Romans 5:7-8 Paul says, “Scarcely for a righteous man will one die... But God demonstrates His love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.” Joseph told his brothers, “You meant evil against me, but God meant it for good” (Genesis 50:20). “But God” changes everything.

Start inserting that into your situation this week. My finances are in the pits. “But God.” I’m struggling with this or that issue in my life. “But God.” My relationship is really tough. “But God.” Focus on that, and don’t settle for anything less.

Notice that God is rich in mercy (v. 4). Mercy and grace are all over the Word of God, because He happens to be wealthy in both of those commodities. And aren’t you glad? Because He has lavished His mercy, His grace, His favor upon you, and He has adopted you as His child.

Allow me to paraphrase verse 7. You’re saved, you’re going to heaven. But that’s just the beginning. It will take God all of eternity to fully reveal and show to you the extent of his love and the exceeding riches He has for you.

It would be nice to find that priceless item in your house that would set you up for life. But it’s my prayer that you would see your wealth as a believer, what you have, who you are, and where you are in Christ. You were dead. “But God.”

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Ah-Rdee-Bah!

2011-08-05T15:05:00.000-07:00

Or however you spell that funny sound associated with hispanic heritage..... call me stereotypical it's okay. Anyways, on to the point of this post. I have never really dabbled in mexican food because I know a lot of people who do it much better than I do - i.e. I can just enjoy their food when they have the husband and I over or when they bring their delicious tacos/enchiladas/taquitos/etc... to church or something.....

Also, my husband is from Southern California. Not sure if that means anything to you, but having grown up in Santa Ana (if you can't tell by the name, it was predominantly mexican) makes him quite the connoisseur and has always left me quite intimidated. That is until we happened upon a little mexican food stand (yes those are legal in Florida - if you're local, I'll let you in on the secret) several months ago. My husband swears to it's authenticity and after having eaten there several times I decided it was time to try to duplicate their staples - soft tacos with cilantro, sweet onion, mozzarella cheese, & lime + homemade guacamole and homemade salsa. I guess I was feeling pretty bold and decided I might as well go down in flames if I was going to try at all. Without further ado, here is what I came up with - oh and according to my dear husband, it was a smashing success and I quote "out-did myself." How's that for a first timer? I was so happy to watch him eat five, yes five, tacos + chips & salsa..... that in itself is a testament if I do say so myself.

Homemade Salsa Ingredients

2 beef steak tomatoes
1/4-1/2 green jalapeno pepper
1 bunch fresh cilantro
1/4 sweet onion
1/2 fresh lime
1 small clove fresh garlic
pinch salt

Prepare:

Dice tomatoes in eighths
Rough chop onion
Rough chop 1 handful cilantro, remove stems
Rough chop 1/4 jalapeno & remove seeds (start with a fourth)
Puree tomatoes, onion, cilantro, jalapeno in blender or food processor
Peel garlic, mash with knife, add to blender/processor
Add pinch of salt and blend again
If you want more heat, add another 1/4 jalapeno & a few seeds
Taste again to make sure all flavor

Homemade Guacamole Ingredients

2 regular sized avocados
1/2 fresh lime
salt

Prepare:

Cut avocados in half - peel & remove pit
Remove seeds from lime, squeeze over avocado
Mash with fork
Salt to taste

The Rest of the Fixings

small corn tortillas *MUST BE CORN*
mozzarella cheese
fresh cilantro - minced
fresh lime wedges
diced sweet onion
tortilla chips
shredded grilled chicken - add lime juice at last minute

Prepare Your Taco

Heat corn tortillas in skillet or microwave with damp paper towel
Pile desired amount of chicken on tortilla
Sprinkle mozzarella cheese over chicken
Spoon on homemade salsa & guacamole
Sprinkle fresh cilantro
Squeeze lime wedge over top
Roll and close - stuff and enjoy
Best enjoyed with chips & salsa on the side

This may sound like a lot of ingredients, but it cost me about 10 dollars , not including chicken since we already had some on hand. This would be a great meal to prepare a day in advance for a party, all you would have to do is heat the chicken through, heat up the tortillas, and plate the toppings. Pretty easy but so so tasty and a cinch to prepare. Let me know if you try it! I can see it becoming a staple in our house - husband approved.

I Love Stop-Short Film Love

2011-07-30T16:32:00.000-07:00

An Abundant Life

2011-07-28T08:11:00.000-07:00

mar·vel/ˈmärvəl/

Verb: Be filled with wonder or astonishment.

Noun: A wonderful or astonishing person or thing.

as·ton·ish/əˈstäniSH/

Verb: Surprise or impress (someone) greatly.

won·der·ful/ˈwəndərfəl/

Adjective: Inspiring delight, pleasure, or admiration; extremely good; marvelous.

Marvelous, astonishing, wonderful, etc.... Lately, this joyful vocabulary has been in the forefront of my mind and on the tip on my tongue.

I am ASTONISHED at God's favor towards us.

Our home is nothing short of WONDERFUL.

I MARVEL at God's love for His children and how faithful He is to bless them! There is some serious marveling happening over here.

This week, a certain passage has been resonating in my mind - I love when the Lord recalls His word. The Holy Spirit has been so faithful to remind me of our abundance both past and present.

Isaiah 55:8-11
8 “ For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
Nor are your ways My ways,” says the LORD.
9 “ For as the heavens are higher than the earth, So are My ways higher than your ways, And My thoughts than your thoughts.
10 “ For as the rain comes down, and the snow from heaven, And do not return there, But water the earth, And make it bring forth and bud, That it may give seed to the sower And bread to the eater,
11 So shall My word be that goes forth from My mouth; It shall not return to Me void, But it shall accomplish what I please, And it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it."

VERSE 8-

His thoughts are not our thoughts because He is omniscient - all knowing. I am so blessed to know that God knows the plans for my life - he is in the driver seat, I just have to enjoy the ride. No good thing will He withhold from those who love Him & obey His word! What good news that is for the believer! He's in control!

VERSE 9-

His ways are higher than ours because He is perfect and we have a fallen sin nature. Of course the Lord does things in different ways because He has hindsight, where as we can only see what is right in front of us. Sometimes only putting the next foot forward can be difficult, and I speak from experience, but the Lord knows what information we can handle and only gives what is necessary. That's where faith comes in. When in doubt, look to past experiences where He has come through before, He will be faithful to do so in current circumstances as well!

VERSE 10-

He is the GREAT provider. His word waters us daily, refreshing our hearts and washing us clean. Deuteronomy 7:12-14 it speaks of the Lord blessing those who are obedient to His word. "He will love you and bless you and multiply you; He will also bless the fruit of your womb and the fruit of your land, your grain..." In other words, He's got us covered! He will not leave us nor forsake disciples of his son Jesus Christ!

VERSE 11-

In my Christian life with the Lord, His word has NEVER returned void. It has never disappointed and never have His covenants towards me been broken. God is faithful to complete all that He promises. I am so happy to be able to count on something in this life. This world will disappoint us, sometimes people will disappoint us. Money will disappoint, jobs will disappoint, but the LORD? Never. It's not in His nature. I am so blessed by that fact. Not only does His word never return void, but His word prospers our lives - He loves to give to His children. The bible says in Matthew 7:7-11 that if our earthly fathers being sinful and evil (this is not a stab at my Dad, I love him and don't consider him evil at all!), although they love their children - if they can give good gifts to their children, how much more can our Heavenly Father give to His children who love and obey Him? I can't even imagine.

Our new home is a prime example. It is beyond anything we need. We are just two people. We could easily live in a 500 square foot, fifth floor, have to go to the laundry mat because we don't have a W/D in the apartment, dwelling. And we have. We've lived in some pretty comical situations. (They're comical now, they weren't then...) We certainly don't need a guest bathroom, a fireplace, a huge front porch, a comfortable neighborhood, and we certainly don't NEED to own our home. But GOD! I love that phrase - BUT GOD; He loves us and wants to take care of us and even more than that, wants to bless us beyond reason!

I stand in awe Lord! Help me to use this home for YOUR glory, to bless others, to be a light in this dark world, and to shine for your glory not that of ourselves. We love you Lord and are so thankful for your blessings in our lives. Thank you God - we love You. Amen.

A House, A Home.

2011-07-05T20:42:00.000-07:00

Let me take you on a little journey. It's a long one. You ready? Okay, let's begin.

It started January 15th. Well, maybe it was a week before that.
We were house hunting, not just for thrills. We were two weeks removed from our previous rental without choice, back to the sacred home of my sweet in-laws by force due to an uncontrollable, out of our hands, incident. It actually wasn't my idea to buy a home, although the idea of home-ownership always sounded lofty and lovely, kinks included. It was my husband's decision, well partly I should say. The Lord told Him that this is what we were to do, otherwise, I guarantee I would be blogging from another rented, unfamiliar, dusty and impersonal dwelling. Not because we don't want to own, but because we otherwise wouldn't have to guts to take such a great leap of faith. It wasn't really a leap. I picture a leap as 99% successful, like jumping over a puddle in rainboots. Ours was more of a blind jump with no parachute, no back-up, and no other direction given. So we obeyed.

But let's get back to the point - the first week in January. We had two appointments with our realtor that day. One house of which we were sure to fall in love with and the other house left much to be desired per the pictures online. Funny the way things work out. The first one (that we LOVED online) was a wreck. The "backyard" would have needed a bush-hog to plow through the overgrown shoots of weeds - I wouldn't be surprised if I were to find a small alligator family living there comfortably. No joke. Being the un-handy people we are, we walked away knowing it would be way over our heads, let alone the poor people we would be depending upon to help us fix'er'up (they would have never spoken to us again, trust me).

Onto house numero dos. The pictures online? Horrid. The pink exterior paint? Wow. Paired with the victorian scrolly embellishments, strange eighties stone work, and farm-style shutters? Interesting composition to say the least. Strangely enough, upon arrival, the neighborhood was peppered with twenty-year tall oaks, homes mature and well-kept, streets wide and welcoming and the lots wider. To be frank, the paint color didn't get any better in person, although my husband's affinity for said color strangely comforted him, being it was the same EXACT shade that his parent's house was for so many unliked years - (they hated it too, so don't worry I'm not stomping on anyone's design toes). The dilapidated porch actually looked worse in person, but the inside was the deal sealer. Yes, the kitchen and bathrooms were ugly, but hey I like a challenge, I have always wanted to put my own stamp on our first home. The main thing is, she had good bones: an open and airy floor plan, six year new roof, 8 year new AC, wall to wall tile/wood floors, two huge porches, a fenced in yard and square footage for miles baby (okay for 2100 feet, I couldn't help myself).

That week Pete left for California to the Youth Pastor's Conference. We both decided that if this were to be our house, one week of waiting wouldn't hurt. If it wasn't our house, someone else would make an offer in that time. So we prayed and prayed and waited 'til he got home a week later on a Friday. That Saturday we made an offer - January Fifteenth.

Here comes the fun part. We waited and sat and waited and sat and then waited some more. My lesson is ALWAYS waiting, me and the Lord have a fun banter going, but I'm becoming okay with waiting. Me and waiting? We're like THIS - fingers crossed. The first two months (January & February) were a very sweet time of packing up my in-laws, spending lots of late hours together that we otherwise would have missed out on, and giving them a proper send off to Montana, complete with a final two months of love. Then March came and the busy-ness subsided. We settled into our paper plates, styrofoam cups, and minimal furniture lifestyle - ready to move at a moment's notice (remember, our family now moved out of their enormous house, along with all of their belongings and we stayed in their home whilst awaiting our answer). Then came April. The paper plates ran low, the lack of dishware became annoying and my expectation of our short sale taking 30 days to approve fizzeled slowly, not to mention my lack of wardrobe options was becoming increasingly apparent. See I'm an optimist and I couldn't get that '30-day miracle short sale' our realtor mentioned out of my thick skull. We heard back in April that the bank had accepted our offer. From there we knew it could take 30 days for our loan to be approved so I figured, hey May 6th is exactly one month away, we might be moving on my birthday - how awesome would that be??? Naivety at it's finest folks, see I can say that now and it really is funny like they say.

Welp. No. That didn't happen. The approval from the bank was only the first of 27, yes, 27 steps that the bank had to still go through. Don't ask me what the other 26 steps were, but it took another two months from that happy day in April when we first saw a shimmer of hope. I only broke down once during that second waiting period - like actual meltdown, throwing up, what the heck are we doing Lord kind of a deal. You know, I tend to be dramatic when things start closing in on me - kind of like that kid in the candy aisle crying on the floor... maybe akin to that, a little bit. But in all of this I knew the Lord was in control, and I have never been so close to His side. His constant comfort to my cries and whines were incomparable, even to my sweet husband's kind words of encouragement.

His timing, I didn't understand. His direction of buying a house now, I really didn't understand, especially because we had to come up with thousands of dollars with no sure time frame. But He has revealed these mysterious things to both of us. Had we not made an offer when we did, we would not be able to use my husband's current job of seven years as collateral, as he hopes to transfer to a position of full time-ministry soon. Let's just say that banks don't give out loans to people who jump around a lot - I have never been so thankful that my husband, (although his job is taxing and he is ready to move on as soon as the Lord sees fit) has remain firmly planted, and bloomed for that matter. He is being used as a light to a dark world that might not otherwise see Jesus. He is comforting others, encouraging fellow believers, and I am so proud of his constant endurance and strength. Waking up at 3am several days a week while simultaneously serving at church for the duration of another full time job is not something I would be capable of taking on, but he has and is handling it flawlessly - I get to brag since I'm the one writing this thing. All the while, he lets me enjoy my luxe schedule while working my dream job! He really is amazing, if you don't know that already.

His timing, I now also understand. Had it happened any sooner, it would have been in my own strength. I came to a point of total contentment in the Lord. I would have rented another apartment if this all fell through in the end and would have been joyful to, only to prove that I trusted in the Lord and obeyed His word to my husband. As he put it, God's direction to him was as close to audible as he has ever heard. We held fast to that word and knew that his word would not return void.

Then last week hit. It was a ringer of a week. Things were falling out of our grasp and out of our control. Everything was done and approved on the house - things seemed to be moving swiftly for once. Then hiccups popped up regarding our loan. Things had been overlooked in departments beyond our sight or control. It really felt as if we were tetering on the edge of a cliff, holding on for whatever wave of bad news struck next. Two young men whom close friends of ours knew went to be with Jesus that week - it was dark and Satan had his fiery darts in hand. The waves were building and the storm was brewing forcefully.

The Lord was with us then too though. He heard us and saw us and never left us, even though we couldn't see Him or hear Him telling us what to do. Then He gave us this verse, that I will forever hold dear to my heart:

Revelation 2:10
"Do not fear any of those things which you are about to suffer. Indeed, the devil is about to throw some of you into prison, that you may be tested, and you will have tribulation ten days. Be faithful until death, and I will give you the crown of life."

Pete read this verse in his devotion the day we heard the news about our loan, not knowing of the issues that had arose, as I had been dealing with them at work while he was resting after an early morning work day. He told me this verse burned in his chest and he knew it was for us and that we needed to take heed. This verse quenched our fears and questions. From there we gave it to the Lord, sought prayer from family and loving friends and waited to hear a conclusion.

The next day, Satan was at work again in my mind amidst the verse that comforted me so perfectly. Lies telling me that the Lord was only testing our faith and that He would not be faithful to his promise to us, that we were foolish for waiting upon nothing, and that we should just give up and give in. I held fast to His word and prayed more.

Hours into the day my phone rang with good news on the other end: our insurance rates were miraculously lowered due to a phenomenal appraisal and inspection, which put us in the clear financially with or without changes to our income.

I write to you now, less than a week away from closing. Can you believe it? I told you it was a long ride, but it was worth it no? Please continue to pray for us, as it is still hard to get excited even when I see the end in site. Satan still gives me doubt but I know the Lord is sovereign in all things. Thank you for those of you who have bathed us in prayer and service in helping us ready the house and ourselves for transition. We dedicate this home to the service of the Lord and can't wait to see how this earthly home will be used to bring others an eternal home in heaven.

Much much much love,
Kendra

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2011-07-05T19:13:00.000-07:00

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I Pick Slavery.

2011-07-05T18:04:00.000-07:00

Another Word for Freedom

By Skip Heitzig

There is a popular song by Kris Kristofferson called “Me and Bobby McGee.” In it, there’s a line, “Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.” Some have said that means that when you’ve lost everything, that’s freedom.

We have a skewed view of freedom. People say they want freedom, but sometimes freedom is another word for enslavement. People say, “I want to be free from guilt in my life. I want to be free from God. I want freedom from any moral laws.” They call that freedom.
But the more of that kind of freedom you have, the more enslaved you will become. The more you do as you please, the less you will be pleased with what you do. That’s a law you can live by. If you live to please yourself, you will not be pleased with yourself. Your life will go nowhere.

In the ‘60s the slogans were “Do your own thing,” “If it feels good, do it,” “Different strokes for different folks.” All that moral relativism has seeped into the bloodstream of our culture and wreaked havoc. It sounds good and tolerant, but it has caused devastating effects. The “freedom” to experiment with sex has caused millions of unwanted pregnancies and an untold number of abortions. “Freedom” to experiment with drugs costs society $40 billion a year. All these things promise freedom but create bondage.

Romans 6:16 says, “Do you not know that to whom you present yourselves slaves to obey, you are that one’s slaves whom you obey, whether of sin leading to death, or of obedience leading to righteousness?” If you live to please the Lord you will have joy, contentment and satisfaction that you can’t imagine, even in the worst of times. Freedom is being a slave of Jesus Christ. Those who are sold out to Jesus Christ become the freest people on the face of the earth.

You could say, “I don’t want to be anybody’s slave!” Well, too late; you already are! Bob Dylan put it this way years ago: “You’ve gotta serve somebody.” It’s true. And if you say “I’m not a slave to anyone else,” then you’re a slave to yourself and your own pleasure, and you’re in bondage. “But now having been set free from sin, and having become slaves of God, you have your fruit to holiness, and the end, everlasting life” (Romans 6:22).

So, as we celebrate our nation’s freedom, I want to remind you that true freedom is becoming a slave of Jesus Christ and that “Whoever the Son sets free is free indeed” (see John 8:36).

PROJECT PRETTY UPDATE!

2011-06-29T12:44:00.000-07:00

So! My furniture sale results are..........
Zilch.
Zipp.
Nada.
In lieu of said nothingness, I decided to see how this new idea might work out. Hit me up people! I'm armed and ready to paint!

Project Pretty

2011-06-20T14:21:00.000-07:00

Hello all! I have some fun updates I have been working on this past week. As we are coming closer and closer to our move, *sigh* I am getting more and more excited about fun DIY decorating on the cheap! You remember my $25.00 garage sale occasional table? Here she is now!

I haven’t decided on hardware yet, hence her lack of jewelry, but I LOVE the outcome so far. I'm still debating which pulls I’ll go with, but I do know they'll be from Anthropologie.

Never the less, they don't need to be functional since there isn't actually a drawer there - she just for looks you know, as a lot of pretty ones are.

Here’s my latest re-model. I am so in love, but alas this thrift store investment was only made in lieu of me selling it to make more dough, in order to buy more furniture to refinish & resell, in order to buy more furniture for us to keep! Did you get that tangled web I wove? Without further ado, here’s her wretched before pictures:

And her tiffany blue afters. (picture #1 is most true to her color in real life)

Is it just me or is this baby the epitome of perfection? Not to mention her lovely legs, charming original antique hardware, and did you notice those vintage embellishments? Again, I’m in lurrrrrve. Her drawers are even lined, ready to nestle all your wonderfully fashionable clothes.

Oh and I bet you’re wondering about the top and why I left it original. I find that leaving a piece’s top with the original finish adds more character - no it’s not because I got lazy after the ump-teen sanding, priming and painting hours. It was actually an intentional design decision. Also, with painted pieces, the color can be a bit overwhelming when it covers every surface, so a little change in texture/color can be a nice resting place for the eyes. Catch my drift? My husband didn’t get it, but I think she’s perfectly gorge, original top and all.

Sticker price $225.00 - if I didn’t already own her, I’d pounce at the chance.

E-mail here for purchase info: kendralovestosign@gmail.com

Buffalo Chicken Wraps

2011-06-12T15:22:00.000-07:00

This past week I did something a little daring, a little crazy, some may even go as far as flew off the handle. Bum bum ba bum.... I tried out a new recipe for the first time, not just on my dearly beloved, but on two unknowing friends. The result? Pretty dang exciting... said in a Nacho Libre voice. I was a little worried with the overwhelming smell of buffalo sauce enveloping the house, but luckily they were a hit! What can I say? I live life on the wild side. AND they were a SINCH to make and super yummy - how's that for refined? Oh, did I mention cheap? I mean come. on. Tortillas, ranch dressing, lettuce, and chicken breast? Definitely won't break the bank. So here she blows! Or rolls.... for that lack of a better word.

Ingredients:

1 extra large flour tortilla per person
1 chicken breast per person (this seemed like a lot to me too, but it worked out with just a little leftover)
2 small heads of romaine, julienned
Shredded Mozzarella Cheese
Ranch Dressing (we used non-fat to be extra conscientious)
Buffalo Sauce Marinade (we used Ken's, it was on sale)

Prep:

Dice raw chicken into one-inch cubes
Place in marinating dish or glass baking dish.
Pour marinade over top and toss.
Let stand for at least one hour.
DO NOT marinade over night - the acidity will turn the meat into a buffalo ceviche = not good.
Add one cup of flour to marinade and stir well - this should thicken the sauce but not clump it.
Cook in greased skillet on high for 2 minutes.
Reduce heat to medium low, cover and allow to cook for another 10-12 minutes or until all pinkness is cooked out - taste check.
Remove from heat.
Build your wrap!

Open tortilla.
Fill with meat & lettuce.
Sprinkle cheese on top.
Add ranch dressing or pour on the side to dip.
Enjoy!

*Optional:

add diced tomatoes for more color and flavor building (we're tomato haters)
serve on spinach, tomato or whole wheat tortillas for a more healthy choice
double batter and deep fry chicken for a more crunchy texture

Chartreuse + Concrete?

2011-05-26T17:33:00.000-07:00

I'm IN LOVE! Content taken from YOUNGHOUSELOVE, and original kitchen from KELLYMOOREPHOTOGRAPHY. Enjoy the juicy eye candy, I sure am.....wiping away the drool off my keyboard as we speak. (Blogpost originally written by Sherry of YHL)

This house just makes me smile, so of course I had to House Crash the heck out of it and share it with you guys. Behold- the eye candy that is Kelly Moore’s amazing casa. You might know her from her killer photography blog (all of her DIY-related posts can be found here) or her genius line of camera bags. But you don’t really know a person until you poke around their house, so let’s get to it. We’ll start in the kitchen, where Kelly and her husband whipped up some extra thick homemade concrete counters (and shared a tutorial right here). Everything from the happy painted cabinets to the apron sink and the sleek stainless appliances are so charming together:

The cabinets are painted Sherwin Williams Alchemy on top and Grandiose on bottom (she couldn’t decide on a color so she used both). And the island, sink, and shelves hail from Ikea while the rug is by Dash & Albert (from a shop in Ruston, Louisiana called Chartreuse Pear).

And that wall of smoky and sophisticated glass tile? Cue the breathy amorous sigh. She got that from Lincoln Flooring (also in Ruston, Louisiana).

Here’s the large and lovely living room with a come-hither sectional and cushy round ottoman (from Haverty’s and Overstock)…

… that faces a sweetly rustic brick fireplace with airy lofted ceilings.

Everything right down to the little details (like this showstopping mirror from Pier 1) seems to scream come on in and make yourself at home.

I can totally imagine myself curled up on that sofa reading a book. Is that creepy? Sorry.

And I can picture myself sitting here at the dining table scarfing some pita chips and hummus. Too much? Ok. I’ll try to keep it casual. Check out the great paneled ceiling and those sleek bulb lights (from West Elm) over the farmhouse-ish table (from Material Things in Monroe, LA). The chairs and picture ledges are from Ikea and that amazing folk art cow painting is by Erickson T. Wright.

Once again Kelly has managed to mix something rustic with something sleek for a gorgeous result (just like her stainless appliances & her charming apron sink or the clean-lined sectional & the weathered brick fireplace).

SUMMER AT THE B.R.C.

2011-05-26T17:03:00.000-07:00

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Dates: Evening hours to be determined by student and instructor, as they will commit to coming once a week for the entire summer.

Summer Reading Maintenance Course:

This small group class is designed to maintain the average student’s reading skills over the summer by practicing skills through the use of fun activities. The reading of novels will be encouraged and rewarded. Students will meet once a week for 4 consecutive weeks. As research has proven, the "summer slides" of academic skills occurs in most students, therefore all ages need to maintain reading abilities over the summer to keep such skills sharp for the following school year. To contact the instructor directly, please forward e-mails to Amanda Peterson via: afpgfp@hotmail.com

Tuition: $95.00

Dates: TBA for the month of July

Advanced Classic Literature Experience: Small Groups

In an effort to revive the realm of classic literature in the hearts of avid, young readers this fun and laid back course is designed to excite and excel students. Class discussions, higher level thinking, and other critical literary skills such as comprehension, inferencing, etc... will be encouraged. Students enrolled are to vote upon the novel they are most interested in reading. Offered novels include:

Dickens, Charles. Oliver Twist (1839)
Farley, Walter. The Black Stallion (1941)
London, Jack. White Fang (1906)
Louis Stevenson, Robert. Treasure Island (1883)
Rawls, Wilson. Where the Red Fern Grows (1961)

Tuition: $95.00 per module

Dates:

Module 1: (meeting weekly) Mondays from 4:30-5:30 beginning June 4 and continuing for 4 consecutive weeks, i.e. June 6, 13, 20, 27.

Module 2: (meeting four consecutive sessions) Monday through Thursday: June 20, 21, 22, 23 daily from 3:00-4:00p

American Sign Language Course(s)

This is a spiraling curriculum for students interested in learning American Sign Language. Courses address both receptive and expressive skills needed to fully dialogue among the Deaf and hearing people who converse using ASL. Each course’s focus (there are three options) will be tapered depending on the age range of students participating. Students in the 4-Day Happy Hands course will acquire categorical vocabulary, the alphabet and numbers, and elementary conversational fluency. Students in twice-a-week Serious Signers Course can be sure to acquire all that the previous course teaches, as well as higher conversational fluency, a more well-round vocabulary, and lessons in Deaf Culture. Students involved in the twice a week Adult Course will acquire the skills taught in an entire year of Sign Language condensed into eight classes. Quizzes, Tests, and other homework will be administered; this course is to be considered rigorous but worth the challenge. *Note: ASL is now widely accepted as a foreign language in both high schools & colleges. To contact the instructor directly, please forward emails to Kendra Randall via: randallphotography@hotmail.com

4-Day Happy Hands Class (four consecutive sessions)

Tuition - $95.00 per module
Class Times: Mon-Thur 9:00a - 10:00a
Module #1: 6/13-6/16;
Module #2: 6/20-6/23;
Module #3: 7/11-7/14;
Module #4: 7/18-7/2;
Module #5: 8/8-8/11;
Module #6: 8/15-8/18

Twice-A-Week Serious Signers Class (eight sessions total)

Tuition - $190.00 per module
Class Times: Tuesdays & Thursdays 4:30p - 5:30p
Module #1: June 7, 9, 14, 16, 21, 23, 28, 30
Module #2: July 5, 7, 12, 14, 19, 21, 26, 28

Twice-A-Week Adult Course (eight sessions total)

Tuition - $190.00
Class Times: Tuesdays & Thursdays 5:30p - 6:30p
Module #1: June 7, 9, 14, 16, 21, 23, 28, 30
Module #2: July 5, 7, 12, 14, 19, 21, 26, 28

For More Information About Summer Enrichment Opportunities, Please Contact Us Soon!

phone: (813) 643-2559

email: brandonreading@yahoo.com,

website: http://www.brandonreadingclinic.com/summer-classes.html

Tortilla Black Bean Pie

2011-05-16T14:04:00.000-07:00

INGREDIENTS:
4 flour tortillas (10 inches)
2 tablespoons canola oil
1 large onion, diced
1 jalapeno chile, minced (remove seeds and ribs for less heat)
2 garlic cloves, minced
1/2 teaspoon ground cumin
Coarse salt and freshly ground pepper
2 cans (15 ounces each) black beans, drained and rinsed
12 ounces beer, or 1 1/2 cups water
1 package (10 ounces) frozen corn
4 scallions, thinly sliced, plus more for garnish
8 ounces cheddar cheese, shredded (2 1/2 cups)

DIRECTIONS:
Preheat oven to 400 degrees. With a paring knife, trim tortillas to fit a 9-inch springform pan. Use the bottom of the pan as a guide. Set aside.

Heat oil in a large skillet over medium heat. Add onion, jalapeno, garlic, and cumin; season with salt and pepper. Cook, stirring occasionally, until softened, 5 to 7 minutes.

Add beans and beer, and bring to a boil. Reduce heat to medium; simmer until liquid has almost evaporated, 8 to 10 minutes. Stir in corn and scallions, and remove from heat. Taste and adjust for seasoning.

Fit a trimmed tortilla in bottom of springform pan; layer with 1/4 of the beans and 1/2 cup of cheese. Repeat three times, using 1 cup cheese on top layer. Bake until cheese melts, 20 to 25 minutes. Remove side of pan; sprinkle pie with scallions. To serve, slice into wedges.

Good Friday

2011-04-22T08:54:00.001-07:00

Extreme
By Skip Heitzig

The world looks at Christians celebrating death on Good Friday, and they can’t figure it out. They say, “That is so extreme! Why, before God could forgive people, would He require the death of His Son? Why wouldn’t He simply, benevolently, forgive people’s sin? If I did something against you, you would just forgive me. Why can’t God do that?”

But that kind of questioning betrays a sort of ignorance that is two-fold. One is of how heinous our sin is, and the other is of how great and holy our God is.

Nobody speaks of sin anymore. In fact, sin has almost disappeared from the American vocabulary. We speak of “problems” or “hangups” or “issues.” It’s called a “sickness” or it’s called someone else’s fault. But the Bible says very plainly that if we say we have no sin, we are liars (1 John 1:8).

How serious is it? Paul said, “The wages of sin is death” (Romans 6:23). We sin because it’s our nature. “Through one man sin entered the world, and death through sin, and thus death spread to all men, because all have sinned” (Romans 5:12). And we sin by choice. Every day we commit individual acts that are an affront to God.

They are an affront because God is absolutely holy. You see, holy God is wholly incompatible with sin and unrighteousness. “You are of purer eyes than to behold evil, and cannot look on wickedness” (Habakkuk 1:13). “Your iniquities have separated you from your God; and your sins have hidden His face from you” (Isaiah 59:2).

Perfect, holy God cannot coexist with sinful man. And because of that, we’re separated, we’re lost. So one of two things must happen. Either holy God must destroy unholiness, or holy God must declare that which is unholy, holy.

And that takes us to the cross. Jesus lived the perfect life that we could never live, and then took all our sins on Himself. So effectively, God said, “I’ll take the rap. I’ll take all of your wickedness and evil and I’ll put it on Myself so that when I die on the cross, it’s finished, once and for all.”

The cross is the only place that God will meet with mankind. The cross is the only place where both God’s mercy and God’s justice could meet. How can God be a God of love and a God of justice at the same time? How can holy, perfect God meet with sinful, rebellious man? Only at the cross. He came, He took our punishment, and then He declared you and me righteous because of it.

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