Skip to main content

Muffin Top...Yea, Baby!

Today has been one of those days. A feeling-fat-and-lazy kind of day.  Thursdays are my Fridays and I love to spend my Thursday nights planning my Fridays. Joe has his Fridays off too and we usually hang out together. But tomorrow is a little different. He is will be away just for the morning. And I am home with the boys. The boys are in their beds dreaming of schoolbooks and friends, cousins they will see over the weekend and birthday cake (my nieces birthday party). I, on the other hand, am sitting on my very comfy couch writing yet again. Sometimes I just have so much to say....LOL. And later on, going to watch my recorded episodes of Duck Dynasty and Ree Drummond, Pioneer Woman. Love these two shows so much. Reminds me of family and food and warmth, America, and days gone by long ago. It inspires me to love more and cook and enjoy my life. Believe me, not that I need any help with that. Sometimes I do sit back in a stupor not quite believing that this is my life. Not saying that my life is free of pain and chaos, just saying that I love my life even with the pain and chaos. I have spent days and nights saying that life isn't fair, but really?, I'm not the only one.
Today I don't mind my muffin top but I guarantee you I will mind when the Holidays come around and my in-laws are around or my 6ft, skinny sister...whom I love dearly, but is so darn gorgeous. So beginning Monday I will continue more fervently than ever to do my regiment of CrossFit...I have the trainer who is gracious and has the patience of a saint...seriously! I will continue to eat better and better...even for breakfast tomorrow with Ahna and when we do lunch, Giselle...gotta keep my muffin top shrinkin' so that I can impress my family? No! So that I can impress me. So that I can be around for my boys and their families. So that I can be one hot Pastor's Wife (at least to Joe...ha) even in my 70's and 80's which I expect to live to.  To get old with my hunk of a husband.
So I am a little scattered tonight. But bear with me, please?!
So this searching for a house to purchase has us going bananas. These short-sales should be called long-sales (thanks Michael for that) since it takes months upon months for these banks to make a decision. I thought we would be in a house before the school year started but it just hasn't worked out that way. Please pray that the right house in the right area at the right price be presented to us. We are excited, a little anxious, but really at peace too. The Bible does say, "be anxious for nothing but do everything by prayer and supplication  make my requests known to God." So okay, God, I ask that you would give me strength to keep me focused and intentional about my weight and exercise. Help me to stay positive if I fail and help me to get up again and start again. Keep me loving myself. Because I am beautiful and empowered because of your amazing love for me. There ain't nothin' gonna hold me back. I am pressing forward and not looking back. Gonna do me as my 3 men cheer me on. Gotta love myself if I'm gonna do me and yes, I do love me, so....let'd do this. And Father, please help us find the right home. Would love to be in it before Christmas. I know You're on this. Thank You!
So let's trust Him to keep us together, to keep us focused and to lead us in the right direction. He has never failed me and I know He never will.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Sleeping Giant Needs to Wake Up!

Lately, I have been reading articles and watching the news and noticing that there is a trend going on. I don't know if you have noticed it or not. You may even be experiencing it at work or in your own community. Last night I read an article about ABC wanting to pilot a show called, "Good Christian B****es." It is a show about women in the church and their depiction. It is similar to "Desperate Housewives" in a whole other form. When the periodical "Christianity Today" was contacted about how offensive the name and content of the show was to them, they chose not to fall for the trap. But someone did say in the same article, "I would highly doubt that you would see a show titled, "Good Muslim B****es" or "Good Jewish B****es." Why is it okay for Christians to be bashed and depicted in such a manner. I am not naive to think that we are perfect or gossip-free. I have been in ministry long enough to know that we struggle with the ...
4 comments
Read more

Seasons

Last night, I shared on the season's in a woman's life. All of us are in different season's. Many of us have gone through the same or similar seasons as the other. Some of us have raised our children already and are now empty nesters, some of us are just now raising our children. There are some of us who may be going through a divorce or have been widowed. Then some of us may have just received a promotion or gotten a new house or just had a baby. Maybe you are newly married. In every season of our lives there is something to learn. The season, whether painful or joyful is not in vain. It isn't just for us to go through it. We are to learn from it, whatever God may desire, and it is meant to bring comfort to another woman in your life. I have learned that in every season of my life, God has been there. Even when I should have been silent and spoken out of turn to try to get my point across. Verse 7 in Ecclesiastes says, "there is a time to keep silent and a time to...
2 comments
Read more

Push Me and I'll Push Harder

This week has been a week of intense emotion on many different levels. My husband was hospitalized after a misdiagnosis that could have been almost fatal had we not persisted in getting him to a different hospital. What should have been a minor procedure of removing a sick appendix turned out to be much worse because of the lapsed time between the misdiagnosis and the actual diagnosis. To see my husband, a strong and independent man, healthy and beautiful so drained and sick, made me sad and angry. I could not understand why this was happening, especially to him. During the surgery, I get a call from my mother that my youngest was sick with a fever. I was so torn and could not seem to take it anymore. My insides were a mess and all I wanted to do was scream, run and breakdown. I did cry, and thankfully, I had two really good friends by my side that encouraged me and really helped me along. My husband ended up staying in the hospital for an entire week, due to the infection and post-op...
2 comments
Read more