Keep it moving!

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I was so afraid of becoming more of a couch potato when I started staying home.  I love to sit on the couch and watch TV.  But when I was working I needed that time to unwind and decompress.  Now I have all the time in the day to do that.  So I keep it moving now.  I stand more than I sit.  I try to keep moving throughout the day and I also throw in a little dancing now and then.  My kids like the cartoons that have lots of music, so when the music starts we dance!  I try to only sit on the couch when it’s nap time.  Then we have a little cuddle time too!

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I am not saying I exercise 12 hours a day.  I really don’t like to exercise in the typical sense.  I think it is so boring!  I like to put on my favorite show or the kids favorite show and clean my house or jump on the elliptical for a while.

 

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I find the best way to burn calories and keep moving is to take the kids outside.  Or do they take me outside?  I have trouble keeping them in sometimes.  They love to run and scream their fool heads off outside and I let them, because we live in the middle of nowhere and it’s fun!  Sometimes I chase them around the yard or we just go for a walk.

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The best workout in my opinion is raking leaves.  I am usually ready for a nap when I am done with that job!  It burns calories and makes the yard look pretty.

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I don’t do a total Yoga workout, but I love to stretch out my back and do some of the poses.  My kids are usually under me or hanging off of me at some point during the routine.  This picture made me smile.

 

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Really?  This is so true!  Give yourself a break.  We can’t be everything to everyone every second of the day.  You are who you are and that is that.  Be happy and content that you have given everything you can give.  And if you mess up, do better tomorrow.  Isn’t this what we tell our kids all the time, but when we make a mistake we can’t seem to forgive ourselves or just let it go.  Follow your own parental advice and learn from your mistakes, but do not keep beating yourself up for them!

 

Have you ever visited or lived in a place you could not get out of your system? Even if the greatness of this place exists only in your mind it can still make awesome memories. One such place exists in my mind too. We were only there a short while, but the peace and joy that the memories bring will last me a lifetime. Especially since I write about it in my story.
Oh don’t get me wrong plenty of mistakes were made in my youth, but all in all living in the woods in such a slow paced down to earth town was good for my soul.

The struggle of having only two hands…

I tried to go to church today I really did!  I only have two hands and they are obviously out of practice dealing with a baby!

I got myself ready, Ben pretty much got himself ready and then I tackled the baby.  He was hungry and in desperate need of a new outfit and it was nine o’clock.  We have to leave at nine fifteen when it’s snowing out or we will be late.  We live on a gravel road and it gets yucky when it snows.  So anyway, I get the new outfit and give Zander a little of his bottle to satisfy him until we get to the church.  I get him and Ben out to the truck and in the truck and then realize how much it has really snowed.  The entire truck was covered in snow and now it’s nine thirty five.  Oh man I guess we are not going to church today. 

I don’t know how mothers with more children do it – especially those with more than one little little one.  Yikes!  My hats off to you all!

Lizzie

Lizzie stood outside of Janelle’s front door pacing the span of the three-foot top step.  She could hear the squeal of her four-year old niece Tara in the back yard.  As she shifted her weight from one leg to the other she thought back to the invitation that led to this battle of courage inside of her.

The phone call was nothing unusual.  Janelle phoned to say hi and ask her how things were going.  That was a weekly occurrence.  Janelle stood in as a surrogate mother for Lizzie and her brother Jim after they lost both parents to a car accident several years earlier.  Even being well over thirty both McComber’s welcomed the mothering.  They all lived on the island and watched out for each other. 

Lizzie found out from the phone call that Janelle’s brother was coming for a visit and she was hosting a fish fry.  Instantly Lizzie felt a knot form in her stomach.  Leave it to Janelle to find a way to set her up with a man.  Neither Jim or Janelle understood why Lizzie wasn’t more out going when it came to the opposite sex and they quizzed her about it on a regular basis.

Lizzie told Janelle for what seemed like the thousandth time that she wasn’t comfortable around men.  She didn’t know if she wanted to go to the fish fry.  To that statement Janelle brought in the big guns.  Jim apparently had been listening to the conversation and quickly took the phone.  He pled with her mercilessly and finally Lizzie gave in.

Now as she peered in the side glass window of Janelle’s door she wondered why on earth she had accepted this invitation.  The door jolted open and startled Lizzie back to reality.

“There you are,” Janelle grinned.  “I was beginning to think you wouldn’t show up!”

“I am here,” Lizzie said exaggerating her words for effect.

“Come in and join the party!  We have lots of food and a fire started in the back,”  Janelle pointed out the patio.

“Can I help you with anything in the kitchen,” Lizzie asked as she started in that direction.

Janelle quickly caught her by the shoulders and sent her in the direction of the men before she could break away.

Lizzie strolled slowly toward her brother who looked up and smiled with a mouth full of big white teeth.  That was a McComber trait that she had also inherited.  Their smiles were often said to be infectious.

“Hi sis!”  Jim blurted out. 

Lizzie hated when he called her sis in front of strangers.  He had been doing it since they were kids and he knew it embarrassed her. 

Her cheeks flushed as she sarcastically replied, “Hi bro!”  She rolled her eyes hoping her embarrassment wasn’t so noticable.

“This  is Harry.  Do you remember him?  He hasn’t been to the island since he was a kid.”  Jim relayed.

“Actually I think I was a teenager.  I don’t think we were ever formerly introduced though.  As I recall you spent most of your time on the big island while I was here.”  Harry spoke with a deep intoxicating tone.  Lizzie was taken aback at the affect the sound of his voice had on her.  His thick, dark, wavy hair and big brown eyes didn’t hurt to look at either. 

She smiled and nodded.  “I do remember seeing you around.”

Janelle shouted from the back patio to come and eat and they all headed in that direction.  Jim scooting ahead, so Lizzie and Harry could walk together. 

No matter how hard she tried to be mad at her friend and her brother she couldn’t stop smiling.  It seemed to her that the pair of them were making a pretty big effort to get her and Harry to spend time together. 

Jim showed her to her seat while pulling out her chair.  He of course then offered Harry the chair next to Lizzie.  Janelle sat at the head of the table while Jim and his wife _______ sat opposite Harry and Lizzie.  The meal was fantastic and the conversation kept leading back to Harry and his job in Minneapolis. 

He worked on such fascinating projects as a builder.  He was quick to point out that he didn’t want to be an architect, he always wanted to do the hands on construction of a building. 

Lizzie listened to him with her full attention.  At times she caught herself starring at him.  Her uncomfortable realizations would send her looking around the table to see if anyone else noticed.  If they did they did not let on. 

After everyone helped clear the dishes Janelle scooted Harry and Lizzie back out to the patio with coffee and dessert.  Lizzie smiled at Janelle with a wide-eyed look that was meant to chastise her for being so pushy, but Janelle simply shot back a wide smile and a wink.

They sat by the fire and listened to the children’s laughter fill the back yard patio.  Her four-year old niece Tara and her two-year old nephew Matt were chasing each other around the furniture.  It filled Lizzie’s heart with joy to watch the two frolic.  The scene reminded her of when her and Jim were kids. 

“So,”  Harry broke the silence between them, “Tell me more about you.  I selfishly talked about me all through dinner.”

Lizzie sat up and looked out at the lake.  At 35 years old she was happy with her life.  She was content with staying on the island.  She had a successful career as a children’s book writer, but she had no idea how to begin to explain any of that to this man.  So she cleared her throat and tried to organize her thoughts.

“Well I grew up here as you know.  And I don’t have any desire to leave the island.”  She stated rather coldly.  Why did she feel defensive all of a sudden.

“Janelle told me you are a writer.  You must leave sometimes, to promote your work I mean.”  Harry replied not stifled by her statement or her bluntness.

Lizzie took a deep breath and tried to relax.  She had such a great time listening to Harry’s stories over dinner, but now that the attention was all on her she felt trapped. 

She started again, “I do leave the island.  I meant I have no desire to go live in the big city.”

“I don’t remember extending an invitation to come live in the big city,” Harry said playfully.

Lizzie’s cheeks flushed again.  She really needed to gain control of that horrible trait of hers. 

“Of course you didn’t,” she smiled and visibly started to relax. 

“I don’t do that much promoting of my books.  They’re children’s books and I have a great agent who handles most of the PR for me.  I just type it all up and send it off to my editor.  The internet is really the greatest invention since sliced bread.”  She rolled her eyes at her own cheesy comment.

“What made you get into children’s books?  Why not steamy romance novels or crime stories?”  He probed.

“Well I am not a hot and steamy romance kind of girl I guess.  And to tell you the truth gross crime stories scare me.  I do live on an island you know, haven’t you ever watched a scary movie?  I would have nightmares all the  time and I wouldn’t want to walk around the island after dark if I read those things.”  She took a breath and slowed her speech.

“I have been working on something new lately.  It’s a little out of my league, but I have been doing research for a while and I think I am on to something.”  Lizzie said before she could stop herself from letting out the secret.

“Really”, he said, “I would love to read it sometime, when your ready I mean.”

She smiled at his statement.  His words were so gentle and comforting, she chastised herself for being so defensive with him. 

“It’s nothing special yet.  Mostly just notes and scenes.  I have joined this online community of Christian Writers and it’s opened up new genre’s for me to explore.  I didn’t even know there were Christian romance and mystery writers out there, but there are and lots of them!”  She said with enthusiasm.

She felt herself getting more excited as she talked about her storyline and what it felt like to write something for adults instead of a simple children’s story.  She loved writing for kids.  And she loved to watch her niece and nephew’s face light up when she read to them, but she still harbored doubts that she could evoke the same feelings in an adult. 

As she paused she snuck a side glance to the kitchen and saw Jim, _____ and Janelle straighten up and look the other way.  She knew this had been a set up from the beginning, but it seemed as though they were holding their breath to see where it might go next.  Then she realized she had been holding her breath as well.  She let out a long sigh and smiled.  She could definitely see herself spending more time with Harry.  They had a lot in common and they had a lot not in common, so she decided to let down her guard and have a good time and stop worrying so much!

The rest of the evening progressed lovely.  The others joined them and the conversation went well into the late hours.

As Lizzie was carrying her coffee cup to the kitchen, Harry stopped her by grabbing her hand.  He lifted it to his lips and lightly kissed it.  “Will you come fishing with me tomorrow?” 

“I..I..uhh,”  she didn’t know what to say.  Her heart was leaping out of her chest at that moment as she blurted, “Yes of course.  I would love to.”

Who said that?  She thought to herself.  Was she really going to go through with it?  Of course she was.  She wanted to have some fun and that did sound like fun.

Opening weekend!

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Opening weekend of white tail deer season is over.  Most wives dread deer season, because their husbands become obsessed with it and pay no attention to the needs and duties at home. 

Other wives love the break and like when their husbands leave for a week. It give them a break from the “Big Kid” in her brood. 

And then there is me!  I am the hunter in our family, most years anyway.  This year Ben really wanted to go to, but I am 8 months pregnant and could not participate this year.  We still went to deer camp and shot the breeze with the boys and cut up deer and all of that fun stuff, but I have to tell you not participating this year was not fun!

I love the feeling of refreshment when you sit in the deer stand all morning.  The air is clean, your mind is clean and of course your soul is clean.  Sitting still in peace and quiet is just what a person needs to re-energize.  Until, of course, that monster steps out and the commotion starts.  Scramble to get your gun up, scramble to find the site, remember that the safety is on.  Oh yeah then there’s either my dad or brother saying, “If you don’t take it right now I am going to shoot!”  So much for the peace and quiet.  But at that point the adrenalin starts to kick in and that’s even better! 

So this year we missed all of the excitement and adrenalin.  Next year though Ben and I will have to make sure we take some extra time off of work and stay out at camp.

Today is a day of rest!

Benjamin and Mitch are off on an adventure today!  Cub Scouts day camp starts today.  It is two days filled with adventures for young boys.  Some of the adventures may be a first for some of the boys.  It’s a great foundation for future endeavours for sure. 

I believe it is also a great foundation for bonding for son and father!  Today Mitch and Benjamin went by themselves for a whole day of bonding and Cub Scout activities.  I just know that it is going to be a memory embedded in both of their minds.

Bible Camp Memories

I went to a concert at the Baptist Church a couple of Wednesdays ago.  The music was wonderful, but the message was even more great!  They were encouraging kids to sign up for summer camps.  Of course they mentioned Lake Bronson and that is where I used to go.  The whole evening brought me back to my childhood.  Seeing pictures of children and their antics at the camp.  I remember one time we pulled a prank on the pastor.  Every morning he would go and ring the bell to wake everyone for prayer.  Well one of our chaperons said we should put our socks on the bell, so when he rang it there would be no sound.  We were all up and waiting and sure enough there was no sound.  We laughed so hard!  He had to climb up the bell and take the socks off.  We had to finally admit who had done and I am sure we got in trouble, but I don’t remember the punishment – I just remember that pastor hanging from the bell tower trying to pull off all of those multi-colored socks!  What a riot!

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The sound of the whip-poor-will takes me right back to my childhood in rural malung township.  I used to beam at the sound of the very unique bird.  When we moved back here seven years ago that was one of the things I looked forward to.  Unfortunately I was never blessed with that opportunity.  Until tonight.  Seven long years and finally the sound echoed through my open bathroom window.  I am still smiling that is how thrilled I am!

White tail tracker cont.

When you squint and squint to see a deer a mile away and suddenly a flicker catches your eye just to the left.
There is a deer walking right for your line of site!
Soon the excitement starts to rise.
All the cold and fatigue you felt moments ago has disappeared and been replaced by the “Buck Fever”!