Saturday, 17 December 2011

Paid In Full

"All the world’s great religions show that people expect to pay for their sins.

Some do penance, while tens of millions believe they will suffer in some future life by reincarnation.

Most expect some awful judge to pass sentence on judgment day and pronounce their eternal destiny.

Some expect to suffer cleansing agonies in the flames of Purgatory.

The Christian gospel has a different message! It says: “JESUS HAS PAID FOR IT ALL.”

That is the matchless glory of the gospel, the gospel Paul and Peter preached.

They took that message into a world loaded with guilt. (Acts 13:38, NIV).

If the blood of Jesus God’s Son cleanses us from all sin, if He has paid the price, as Scripture clearly declares, what need is there for us to pay again or suffer again for sins for which Christ suffered in our place? Isn’t what He did good enough? O yes, it is; praise God, it is!"

(Reinhard Bonnke)

Paid In Full

"All the world’s great religions show that people expect to pay for their sins.

Some do penance, while tens of millions believe they will suffer in some future life by reincarnation.

Most expect some awful judge to pass sentence on judgment day and pronounce their eternal destiny.

Some expect to suffer cleansing agonies in the flames of Purgatory.

The Christian gospel has a different message! It says: “JESUS HAS PAID FOR IT ALL.”

That is the matchless glory of the gospel, the gospel Paul and Peter preached.

They took that message into a world loaded with guilt. (Acts 13:38, NIV).

If the blood of Jesus God’s Son cleanses us from all sin, if He has paid the price, as Scripture clearly declares, what need is there for us to pay again or suffer again for sins for which Christ suffered in our place? Isn’t what He did good enough? O yes, it is; praise God, it is!"

(Reinhard Bonnke)

Monday, 28 November 2011

The Most Important Thing

Mind blowing!
God is speaking.
*tongue stuck in cheek for some reason*

God keeps revealing himself to me, and as He does, I find there's even more where that came from.
His riches are more abundant than I ever dreamed of or dared to imagine.
He knows me. Intimately.
HE KNOWS MY HEART.

He knows when I rise, and when I go to bed.
He watches over me, gently steering me along the path that He has chosen for me to walk.
He carries me when it gets tough...

He welcomes me into his loving arms when the walk gets too tough to bear. His embrace is strong, safe, and all-sufficient.
When I can't handle taking another step, even in his arms, he says "stop. Rest. BE. That is enough for now. We will go at your pace, I won't force you or push you, I'll wait for you to be ready before we resume the walk. We have all the time in the world"

He never promised an easy life.
But this is what he DOES promise: a life lived to the full, an abundant life, a life of joy, a life of excitement, a life of more... A radical life.

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. (Hebrews 12:1 NIVUK)

That, my friends, is the Most Important Thing.

Sunday, 27 November 2011

Untitled

I've just had a revelation!

Things can sometimes seem pretty bleak last thing at night, right??
You've been ok all day, 'demolishing arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and taking captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ' (2 Corinthians 10:5)

But at the end of the day you've lost plot, you've lost the energy and the will to fight. Those thoughts you've been 'taking captive' all day start to get you down because you're all out of strength trying to catch each and every one of them and tell it to submit to Christ.

With all the will in the world, we all still get tired!! 'Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall...' (Isaiah 40: 30)

Well this leaves the door open for waves of negative feelings and emotions to sweep over you and engulf you. You get sucked down into a whirlpool of despair, just like dirty bath water gets sucked down the plug hole once the plug has been pulled out.

So what is the answer, or at least what is one first, little (well - BIG, in my case!) practical thing you, I, can do....??

GO TO BED!!!!

If you know you tend to get down late at night, GO TO BED EARLY :)
'Simples!' (Aleksandr, of comparethemeerkat.com fame)

And actually, heres the next epiphany, right here; you can apply this to any time of day or night.
Because...
What do you do when you go to bed??
You 'do' NOTHING!!
You REST. You sleep.
And you allow your body, your mind and your soul to go on hiatus :)

The next part of that little well-known passage of Isaiah goes like this:

"but those who hope in (...and WAIT on) the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint."

BECAUSE.......

"Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak."

So, when you're tired and weary, sick of fighting, just "go to bed" - and let God rest you. Surrender to Him, to his strength. He is Mighty to Save and NEVER SLEEPS!!

He watches over you while you rest, and He fights for you.

Aaaaaaaah - that's better!

Saturday, 26 November 2011

Wow. Just WOW

In Christ alone my hope is found,
He is my light, my strength, my song;
This Cornerstone, this solid ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my All in All,
Here in the love of Christ I stand.

In Christ alone who took on flesh
Fulness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness Scorned by the ones he came to save:
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied -
For every sin on Him was laid;
Here in the death of Christ I live.

There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave he rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine -
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath.
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand.

Introducing The Lover of My Soul - My Everything

This is who He is, and what He is to me.

He is
1. My creator
2. My Shepherd
3. My Strength and Song
4. My Shield
5. My Portion forever (ie. MINE)
6. My Helper
7. My Life
8. My Deliverer
9. My Provider
10. My Stronghold in time of trouble
11. My Light and My Salvation
12. My Fortress
13. My Father
14. My Healer
15. My Guide
16. My Refuge and my Saviour
17. My Protector
18. My King
19. My Source of life
20. My Comforter
21. My Rest and Peace
22. My Shelter
23. My Shade at my right hand
24. My Teacher
25. My Confidence
26. My Leader
27. My Warrior
28. My Hope
29. My God forever and ever
30. My Defender
31. My Rock and My Redeemer
32. My Joy and My Delight
33. My Power
34. My Inheritance
35. My Maker
36. My True God
37. My Victory

Friday, 25 November 2011

Not putting up with THAT sh*t Satan!!!

No weapon turned against me will succeed.
I will silence every voice raised up to accuse me.
My vindication will come from the Lord himself.

(taken from Isaiah 54:17 NLT)

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

My Lover's invitation to dance

Behold You have come
over the hills upon the mountain
To me, You will run.
My Beloved, You've captured my heart

Won't You dance with me,
Oh Lover of my soul,
to the song of all songs?

With You, I will go
You are my Love
You are my Fair One
The winter has passed and the springtime has come

Won't You dance with me,
Oh Lover of my soul,
to the song of all songs?
Romance me,
Oh Lover of my soul
to the song of all songs.

Saturday, 29 October 2011

No More Vaguebooking

Ok, so....
I need to have a rant and offload.

Now. I would normally default to writing a short and cryptic one-liner on Facebook.
But a very wise and straight-talking friend of mine recently admonished me for using Facebook as a platform to vent my frustration while not actually 'saying' much... This phenomenon is commonly referred to amongst Facebookers as "vague-booking". As I dislike jargon intensely (read 'hate'), I will try and define the term for you. (Hang on haven't I already done that??)

For example, say someone you're close to in real life has done (or said) something that has OUTRAGEOUSLY upset you, vaguebooking about it would probably look something like this: "I wish some people would just grow up" - or: "well I didn't see THAT coming" - or still: "I am so hurt right now I can hardly breathe"

Know the kind of thing?!?

These kind of status updates really make me want to scream - yet sadly (and embarrassingly) I am Guilty As Charged!! Talk about a case of 'pot calling the kettle black'... *cringes*

So, I am hereby officially quitting Vaguebooking.
I am tempted to quit Facebook altogether too, but I don't think I'm quite emotionally mature enough for that. Yet.

I have had too many people worrying about me after a few cryptic updates I posted recently, some even apparently implying I was feeling suicidal, when all I was expressing was a deep frustration with life on earth...

Sorry about that. Not going to happen. Not again. Not EVER.

If I'm going to offload, wear my heart on my sleeve, be all 'vulnerable' and sometimes a bit gloomy, I'll do it on my blog from now on.

Can't say I never do anything for you people.

Wednesday, 19 October 2011

Show Me Your Glory

I see the cloud, I step in
I want to see Your glory as Moses did Flashes of light, rolls of thunder

I’m not afraid, I’m not afraid

Show me Your glory, show me Your glory Show me Your glory, show me Your glory

I’m awed by Your beauty, lost in Your eyes
I want to walk in Your presence like Jesus did
Your glory surrounds me and I’m overwhelmed

I long to look on the face of the One that I love
Long to stay; in Your presence is where I belong

Oh how we love You, oh how we love You Oh how we love You, Jesus

(Jesus Culture, Show Me Your Glory)

Tuesday, 18 October 2011

All I Need

Left my fear by the side of the road
Hear You speak, won't let go
Fall to my knees, as I lift my hands to pray

Got every reason to be here again Father's love that draws me in
And all my eyes wanna see is a glimpse of You

All I need is You
All I need is You, Lord,
is You, Lord
All I need is You
All I need is You, Lord,
is You, Lord

One more day, and it's not the same
Your Spirit calls my heart to sing
Drawn to the voice of my Savior once again

Where would my soul be without Your Son Gave His life to save the earth
Rest in the thought that You're watching over me

All I need is You
All I need is You
All I need is You
All I need is You

You hold the universe
You hold everyone on earth
You hold the universe
You hold, You hold

©2004 Hillsong Publishing (Admin. in U.S. & Canada by Integrity's Hosanna! Music) All rights reserved. International copyright secured. CCLI song #4455213

Saturday, 15 October 2011

His Relentless Jealous Love

You won't relent
Until You have it all
My heart is Yours

I'll set You as a seal upon my heart
As a seal upon my arm
For there is love that is as strong as death Jealousy demanding as the grave
And many waters cannot quench this love

Come be the fire inside of me
Come be the flame upon my heart
Come be the fire inside of me
Until You and I are one

Friday, 7 October 2011

On A Roll With The Songs

Words could never say the way He says my name
He calls me lovely
No one ever sees the way He looks at me He sees me holy

Words could never hold
this love that burn my soul
Heaven holds me,
Oh heaven holds me

I can't hold my love back from You
I can't hold my love back from You
I've gotta sing - I've gotta sing,
Sing my love (X2)

You would not believe the way He touches me
He burns right through me
And I could not forget every word He said He always knew me

The earth could never hold this love that burns my soul
Heaven holds me
Oh heaven holds me

I can't hold my love back from You
I can't hold my love back from You
I've gotta sing - I've gotta sing
Sing my love (X2)

I can't hold my praise back from You
I can't hold my praise back from You
I've gotta shout - I've gotta shout
Shout my praise (x2)

(Sing My Love - Jesus Culture)

Daddy Cuddles

P48

Father and son, at the end of a long week's work :)

Thursday, 6 October 2011

My Passion

I’m alive to bring glory to You,
King God of victory,
You are my passion

It’s in the way You are,
You don’t change at all
Great and humble God,
You are my passion

My strength in life is I am Yours
My soul delights because I am Yours Your will on earth is all I’m living for

Jesus, I glorify
Jesus, my love is Yours
You are my heart’s desire
I live to know You more

Light that breaks the darkness,
showing what true love is
Always full of goodness,
You are my passion

You never do me wrong,
the meekest Man, but strong
The most perfect song,
You are my passion

(You Are My Passion - Jesus Culture)

Wednesday, 5 October 2011

Driving Life

Ah life!
So full of ups and downs...
For all its worth I am enjoying the ride, but really I need to
a) become MUCH less of a back-seat driver
and
b) learn to read The Map better.

I love God

Just so y'all clear.

...and just so I'm clear too.

There will be NO OTHER.

No-one, nothing can satisfy the deepest cries of our hearts, except for Him.

He knows.

Monday, 26 September 2011

Growing up and eating out

My Sam will turn 11 on Thursday.
Wow.
...where did THAT go?!?
I'm suddenly feeling quite a bit older!

With both Sam and Tom's birthdays so close together (Tom was 9 last Monday), we thought it would be nice to treat the boys to a meal out.

The three of them were beside themselves with excitement as we arrived at our local Hungry Horse this evening! Suffice to say it was a lively couple of hours, but we survived and they had a BALL.

Me proud mama.

Wednesday, 21 September 2011

Probably The Easiest Pizza In The World

P295

Ingredients:

Fresh Ciabatta (or other) rolls
Jar of nice pasta tomato sauce (I used Seeds of Change organic tomato and basil)
Grated hard cheese (I'm using mature cheddar)
Ham
Lettuce

Preheat grill to medium hot
Split rolls in half.
Pour a generous glug of olive oil over each half.
Spread a couple teaspoons of sauce on top then sprinkle generously with cheese.
Grill for about 5 mins
Then (optional!) place a slice of ham and some lettuce on top of your piping hot pizza for some added flavour, texture and general prettiness :)
Finally, taking your time, savour.

Absolutely OUT OF THIS WORLD.

Playdough & Brownies - a rainy day is for baking

My three boys all got cooking today (in amongst other bits and pieces of fun, involving mainly the computer, the Wii, and the television - all godsends on a rainy day, as well as mates that come round to play, and grandparents who live not too far away (...but not too close either) and take a child out for the day.)

Anyway, so while the youngest one was out and busy baking cute little cheesy biscuits at Grandma's, Tom and I made Blue Lavender Playdough - with which he then played for a looooong time; two birds killed with one stone - perfect!

Then Sam and I decided it was high time we made those brownies we'd been talking about for days - so once his mate Dominic had gone, we got busy melting butter & chocolate, whisking eggs with sugar, and folding in a little flour in there for good measure before pouring the gooey, silky brown liquid into a dish and baking it for a bit.

I must say it's been a Highly Enjoyable Pottering Day, even if I say so myself. And I have to confess that I really don't dislike rainy days *half* as much as I used to...now I've come to realise there is so much one can do *inside*

[insert huge happy grin just about here...]

Anyone for flapjacks??!

Pasta and SAUCE!!!

P102

A revolution is taking place in the Wibberley household.

My lovely, very-nearly-11-year-old Sam, has finally seen the light and decided that pasta and sauce do *actually* get on rather well and deserve at least a second chance.

Sam has a diagnosis of (mild-ish) Aspergers. But you knew that.

This amongst other things, translates into a visceral need to control what goes into his mouth; there are lots of reasons for this, mainly sensory and anxiety-related...

So you can imagine the following scenario being played out at every meal time: first, this question, which punctuates our days, from breakfast onwards... "mummy what're we havin for tea?". Then a suggestion, or rather a DEMAND, (coming from him of course) for something along the lines of pizza. Any answer other than 'Pizza' will usually result in a pouted, whiny "aaaaaaaaaw" (you can imagine the kinda thing).... To which I usually shrug my shoulders and reply "well TOUGH". I know - I'm Nice like that...
Once his 'tea' is served he will carefully search the contents of his plate for any offensive (read Unknown), 'yukky' bits (eg onion) and make sure nothing wet is touching anything dry (eg: no ketchup must come into contact with his chips/ chicken nuggets: the blob of ketchup is meticulously given its very own space on the plate and also, incidentally, has to be the correct size; a fried egg with a runny yoke has to be served in a separate bowl to avoid cross-contamination with other foods.) I think you get the picture.

Until quite recently (bout a year ago?) Spaghetti Bolognese was OUT.OF.THE.QUESTION. But this changed when I gently encouraged, coaxed, and (yes...!) bribed (basically forced) him to at least *taste* some.

I guess he was ready.
He LOVED it!!

More recently (a few months ago) I started adding ham, milk and cheese to plain cooked pasta - in the pan - and serving it up without allowing any questions, any arguments, any kind of refusal to eat.

I guess he was ready.
He LOVED it!!

So when he announced that he liked Macaroni Cheese', I breathed a sigh of relief and thought "well in that case the world's my oyster"

Which brings me to the delicious concoction I came up with tonight.

Cooked pasta
1pint milk
50g butter
2 large tbsp flour
Some left-over roast chicken, cut up into small bits
Some thinly sliced ham (100g?)
150g grated cheese
Salt

Make up a white Béchamel sauce with the milk, butter and flour (just bung all 3 together in a pan on a low heat and whisk until almost boiling, leave to cool, off the heat)
Add chicken, ham and cheese to sauce and stir vigorously. Mix into the pasta. Serve with corn-on-the-cob and cucumber ;)

Well. I guess he was ready...
Cos he LOVED it!!!

I am celebrating this small milestone tonight by gracing my blog with this most eloquent post.

You're welcome ;)

On Giving...

...give extravagantly to those who will never be able to repay you:

"when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind, and you will be blessed." (Jesus in Luke's gospel)

A gold envelope arrives. You open it with trembling hands. What does it say?

(extracts from the Wordlive devotional for today - http://www.wordlive.org/Session/Alt/2011-09-16/Friday-16.9_11)

Feeling challenged. Gonna make flapjacks and aim to give them away :)
WHAT?!???
...well, it's a start isn't it?!

Anyone for flapjacks??!

Pasta and SAUCE!!!

P102

A revolution is taking place in the Wibberley household.

My lovely, very-nearly-11-year-old Sam, has finally seen the light and decided that pasta and sauce do *actually* get on rather well and deserve at least a second chance.

Sam has a diagnosis of (mild-ish) Aspergers. But you knew that.

This amongst other things, translates into a visceral need to control what goes into his mouth; there are lots of reasons for this, mainly sensory and anxiety-related...

So you can imagine the following scenario being played out at every meal time: first, this question, which punctuates our days, from breakfast onwards... "mummy what're we havin for tea?". Then a suggestion, or rather a DEMAND, (coming from him of course) for something along the lines of pizza. Any answer other than 'Pizza' will usually result in a pouted, whiny "aaaaaaaaaw" (you can imagine the kinda thing).... To which I usually shrug my shoulders and reply "well TOUGH". I know - I'm Nice like that...
Once his 'tea' is served he will carefully search the contents of his plate for any offensive (read Unknown), 'yukky' bits (eg onion) and make sure nothing wet is touching anything dry (eg: no ketchup must come into contact with his chips/ chicken nuggets: the blob of ketchup is meticulously given its very own space on the plate and also, incidentally, has to be the correct size; a fried egg with a runny yoke has to be served in a separate bowl to avoid cross-contamination with other foods.) I think you get the picture.

Until quite recently (bout a year ago?) Spaghetti Bolognese was OUT.OF.THE.QUESTION. But this changed when I gently encouraged, coaxed, and (yes...!) bribed (basically forced) him to at least *taste* some.

I guess he was ready.
He LOVED it!!

More recently (a few months ago) I started adding ham, milk and cheese to plain cooked pasta - in the pan - and serving it up without allowing any questions, any arguments, any kind of refusal to eat.

I guess he was ready.
He LOVED it!!

So when he announced that he liked Macaroni Cheese', I breathed a sigh of relief and thought "well in that case the world's my oyster"

Which brings me to the delicious concoction I came up with tonight.

Cooked pasta
1pint milk
50g butter
2 large tbsp flour
Some left-over roast chicken, cut up into small bits
Some thinly sliced ham (100g?)
150g grated cheese
Salt

Make up a white Béchamel sauce with the milk, butter and flour (just bung all 3 together in a pan on a low heat and whisk until almost boiling, leave to cool, off the heat)
Add chicken, ham and cheese to sauce and stir vigorously. Mix into the pasta. Serve with corn-on-the-cob and cucumber ;)

Well. I guess he was ready...
Cos he LOVED it!!!

I am celebrating this small milestone tonight by gracing my blog with this most eloquent post.

You're welcome ;)

Friday, 16 September 2011

On Giving...

...give extravagantly to those who will never be able to repay you:

"when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind, and you will be blessed." (Jesus in Luke's gospel)

A gold envelope arrives. You open it with trembling hands. What does it say?

(extracts from the Wordlive devotional for today - http://www.wordlive.org/Session/Alt/2011-09-16/Friday-16.9_11)

Feeling challenged. Gonna make flapjacks and aim to give them away :)
WHAT?!???
...well, it's a start isn't it?!

Thursday, 18 August 2011

Playdough or Brownies: a rainy day is for baking

My three boys all got cooking today (in amongst other bits and pieces of fun, involving mainly the computer, the Wii, and the television - all godsends on a rainy day, as well as mates that come round to play, and grandparents who live not too far away (...but not too close either) and take a child out for the day.)

Anyway, so while the youngest one was out and busy baking cute little cheesy biscuits at Grandma's, Tom and I made Blue Lavender Playdough - with which he then played for a looooong time; two birds killed with one stone - perfect!

Then Sam and I decided it was high time we made those brownies we'd been talking about for days - so once his mate Dominic had gone, we got busy melting butter & chocolate, whisking eggs with sugar, and folding in a little flour in there for good measure before pouring the gooey, silky brown liquid into a dish and baking it for a bit.

I must say it's been a Highly Enjoyable Pottering Day, even if I say so myself. And I have to confess that I really don't dislike rainy days *half* as much as I used to...now I've come to realise there is so much one can do *inside*

[insert huge happy grin just about here...]

Sunday, 24 July 2011

Probably The Easiest Pizza In The World

P295

Ingredients:

Fresh Ciabatta (or other) rolls
Jar of nice pasta tomato sauce (I used Seeds of Change organic tomato and basil)
Grated hard cheese (I'm using mature cheddar)
Ham
Lettuce

Preheat grill to medium hot
Split rolls in half.
Pour a generous glug of olive oil over each half.
Spread a couple teaspoons of sauce on top then sprinkle generously with cheese.
Grill for about 5 mins
Then (optional!) place a slice of ham and some lettuce on top of your piping hot pizza for some added flavour and texture :)
Finally, taking your time, savour.

Absolutely OUT OF THIS WORLD.

Saturday, 23 July 2011

The life of Gü

Ugh.
​I am sorely regretting the two delicious, voluptuous, enticing Gü puddings I foolishly tucked into about 4 hours ago +_+ (....talk about the long term consequences of instant gratification!)
A few months ago I claimed I'd "lost my sweet tooth" - except I had no-one fooled did I?!!?! Hmmmmmmm. What a resounding success THAT turned out to be! I have been eating all sorts of sugary things these past few days - and feel terrible, yet find it almost impossible to stop myself... :(
So its back to the drawing board, once more.
Maybe, just MAYBE... one day I'll crack this thing?

Wednesday, 20 July 2011

Family :)

P281

Am loving having these guys to stay, it's short but oh so delicious!!
The little fella is the closest to perfect one could ever wish a small child to be, with folds of soft, plump, kissable, pink skin in all the right places... He bellows with laughter at farty sounds, so one can be blowing raspberries for hours on end and still get rewarded with the beautiful sound of fresh peels of giggles every time.
A true, rare delight.
We are watching Despicable Me. And laughing.

Too clever for words

P272

Thursday, 14 July 2011

It's the yellow one...

...that's driving me insane tonight.
Bossy, fickle little shit.

Wednesday, 13 July 2011

Yesterday and A Lifetime Ago

P250

It was 15 years ago to the day that I married my adorable Mr Wibbs.
I don't feel all that much older than I was back then, yet I also feel like a completely different, new person. It feels like yesterday yet also like a whole lifetime ago. How does that work!?! It's the mystery of life and marriage, a strange and beautiful paradox.
The other mystery is that, somehow, in marriage the 1+1=1 formula is true. I would say our three incredible, gorgeous boys represent that formula quite accurately...which makes me all warm inside :)
I won't say too much more, except this one thing: the vows one makes at the altar on That Day ARE FOR LIFE; there is no get out clause!!
Mark and I didn't understand what we meant when we promised "for better for worse" 15 years ago. But that promise, to me, completely sums up marriage - and to keep it requires patience, perseverance, and obedience. And faith.
And love.
Love of a different, deeper, more messy kind.
Real, sometimes-painful love.
Indescribable, unconditional, heaven-sent love.

We are learning.
Slowly but surely.

I really wonder what my reflections will be in another 15 years... What a relief I can't read into the future! I'm glad we get to live this today, here, now. And I'm so glad we get to share this life adventure Together. So - Happy Anniversary my darling!! For better for worse :) xxx

Tuesday, 5 July 2011

A Happy Day in History

Hubby is sunburnt - sign of a good, productive day off :)
I ache all over from all my digging and scraping and rock-carrying in the garden, my arms are so scratched from pulling weeds that I reckon people might start to worry about the state of my mental health... (am definitely wearing long sleeves tomorrow)!!
My poorly one is sleeping peacefully thanks to his humidifier - and a successful course of antibiotics, started yesterday. This, tonight, is much contributing to a general sense of well being and satisfaction and purpose
the big boy arrived safely on Hayling Island - strange to know he's away ALL WEEK... still it's so nice and quiet!!!
And the little one - well he's just bumbling along, even in his sleep...he felt highly hard done by for being The Only One To Go To School today. Don't think any permanent damage will have been sustained from this Awfully Unfair Situation, but still, I felt it was only right to make up for it with Jelly Bellys Jelly Beans :)
A happy day in history indeed.

Sunday, 3 July 2011

Nothing quite compares...

....to three little surf dudes enjoying beach time on a spotless sunny Saturday in July :)
I cant deny it: my boys are Hard Work but when surrounded by sand and water, they are so completely in their element that they are an utter joy to behold...