Tuesday, July 28, 2009

This and That

This is Robb and I plus our friends Frankie and Melanie on our way to watch Phantom of the Opera at the Hobby Center in Houston.

This is Robb and I stopping in front of a great tree to get a picture together. I saw Phantom my freshman year in high school, but I didn't remember a lot of it.  The second time around was wonderful.  I love music and acting...so you cannot get a better combination.  I knew Robb had never seen Phantom, but I did not know he absolutely knew NOTHING about it.  Not even a vague story line.  Matter of fact we sat down in our seats and he says, "Now what is this suppose to be about?"  So, I was a little worried that he would not enjoy himself and check ESPN on twitter the entire show.  
That did not happen.  By intermission, he was purchasing a program so he could read about all the actors.  And yesterday, he bought the movie Phantom of the Opera on I-tunes (whoops! does that violate man-code?)   Well, I think it is fine and man-code violation or not, I am happy he enjoyed it.  (Mary Poppins and The Sound of Music are coming soon...hint hint)!

On our way to Phantom, we dined at Mingalone's Italian Restaurant.  Italian is never safe for a Celiac sufferer.  I mean when you cannot consume pasta, options are usually non-existent at such places.  But to my surprise, I discovered this on the menu:

Penne Senza Glutine 

Gluten free 

Gluten free pasta tossed with shrimp, green 

beans, pine nuts, olive oil and garlic 

So, naturally this is what I ordered.  Unfortunately, the waiter returned to say they had just run out of their gluten free pasta.  I asked him if he would mind asking the Chef what he would recommend for someone allergic to wheat and the verdict was "anything from our grill."

Skeptical I was, but that  didn't last long as this is what I ate:

Pollo al Mattone 

Split Chicken topped with roasted peppers 

and lemon sauce  (spinach and roasted potatoes as sides)

Now, that  was wonderful!  I will surely try to duplicate this recipe at home.  And if I might add, the dish did not make me sick in the least.  Thank you Mingalone's!

Monday, July 27, 2009

Stellan needs your urgent prayers...

Stellan needs your urgent prayers...



Thursday, July 23, 2009

Humor of the Day: 1st place goes to...

So, early this morning I was driving with the babies back to our house.  KSBJ booming softly on the radio.  Praise song (to which I cannot recall) came on.  I assumed my usual position; singing loudly with the radio.  Yes, I do have a slight addiction to music.  My family makes fun of me because they say I will be mid-sentence and depart from the conversation to sing the rest of the song.  Some of you probably didn't know that.  

So, this morning.  I was belting out some praise song when I glanced in the mirror to see all three of my children staring back at me.  I guess I had gotten a little carried away as they all were looking at me with cocked heads and puzzling faces.  When they saw me acknowledge them, Leyton spoke up:

 "Mommy I not like Jesus!"  
"You don't like Jesus or you don't like the Jesus song?"
"I not like the Jesus song at all!"  
"You don't? Well, I'm sorry.  Mommy likes this song!"
"Nope!  I not like this kind of Jesus song."

My music is not as fun as their "daddy's music" I suppose.  It was a slow, worship ballad that I had been belting - so all is forgiven.  My feelings weren't hurt, but I sure hope that Jesus wasn't offended!  

Tonight has been round after round of "don't make me go to bed" excuses.  One after another they have filed in with lots of reasons to not go to sleep.

"I'm wet."
"Can you put my blanket on?"
"I can't find my bear (as it was thrown across the room purposely."
"I need to potty."
"I'm wet again."
"I need to rock with daddy!"
"I need to go tell daddy something."

Yet, again, Leyton gets the prize for the most sacrificial reason why he did not need to go to bed.  He was so adamant that bedtime was not for him, that he even offered to receive a spanking.  He came into the living room for only about the 5th time tonight and said:

"Hey, I think I need a spanking!"
"You do? I replied"
"Yes, I need to get a spanking cause I got out of bed."
"Hmm...are you sure?"
"Yep, I not need to go to bed. I need to get a spanking!"

Well, it was a good try.  But, he did not get the spanking he desired and he promptly had to return to bed.  Sorry, no spanking tonight!

First place goes to Leyton Carter Kirkland!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Busted...a move!

In our household, words and meanings do not always add up to equal the English language as it was intended.  Take the word "potty" for instance.  

Pronounced correctly, but with multiple meanings to  my multiples. Potty is sometimes mixed up with other events like "party."  Tonight, Robb and I were also going to Los Compadres for dinner.  Seth got out of the car and said, "We're at the POTTY!"  To which I replied, "Do you need to go potty?"  "No, we eatin' at the potty!" Seth returned.  Eating at the potty = I sure hope not! Padre = potty as well.  Of course, why didn't I think of that? 

In our household, people are also not as they might seem.  Behold, exhibit A:

Looks innocent enough, doesn't he? Exhibit A brings me to the title of my post.  Exhibit A likes to "bust a move" occasionally like his good friend Beyonce. In our living room late in the evenings one might find Exhibit A doing such things as the Caterpillar.  Please do not ever pull up next to us at a stoplight, as one might get to get "jiggy" with Robb (you can find me in the floorboard).  On a pretty regular basis, Robb likes to bust his moves in the most inopportune of places.  These places are usually public in nature, rarely in the confines of our home where eyes cannot find him. It's a lot more fun to embarrass  those he loves like those pictured in Exhibit B:

I am usually the target of these random acts of Beyonce-ness.  I do not know if even those in our closest sphere of friends and family have witnessed these moves and outbursts of songs in public places.  Yesterday, Robb and I went out to The Woodlands for our belated anniversary celebration.  Our real anniversary is June 22nd, but we were in "Hot Spings, Artansa (as pronounced by our crew) during our real anniversary.  We ate at Landry's and had a very nice dinner.  On our way out the door, when Robb thought we were all alone, he decided to...

Stop, Drop, and shake his groove thing while belting out with the radio "Can I get a Witness!"  Finally, Exhibit B was happy to see Exhibit A get a taste (small taste) of some embarrassment.  A waitress was sitting right on the steps as Robb bounced past her "busting" his move.  Upon seeing her, Robb got so tickled  he almost let out all the tea he had consumed in Landry's.  

And I just savored the moment of Robb's (I mean exhibit A's) embarrassment.  He was "busted!"

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Two Wrongs Don't Make a...

...right, but it didn't stop me.  With full knowledge I still did it.  I knew what it would do to me.  I knew the pain I would feel.  Yet, deep down some part of me was in a temporary state of denial.  The two wrongs...green tea and grated cheese.  "This girl is off her rocker," one might say.  "For whatever could be wrong with green tea and grated cheese!"  

What all Southerners love almost more than life itself is a good 'ole glass of sweet tea.  Call it green, black, cold-brewed, or high noon; we all cannot get enough of that sweet nectar.  BUT, when one becomes allergic to tea at 27 years of age, dreams of consumption are smashed to bits.  It's been three months since "tea" showed up on my food allergy list.  Once a month I try to "add it back" as my doctor told me to and my body keeps rejecting it over and over and over again.  It's not liquor I desire....it's TEA!  Caffeine filled with only a few tablespoons of sugar, and maybe a dash of lemon.  Is that too much for a girl to ask for?!??!?!  Apparently so.  

And then, there is grated cheese.  What is the difference between grated cheese and block cheese? Ding, ding, ding! Flour for 200!  Block cheese and I have shared several memorable moments over the last 4 months.  Grated cheese is a no-no for those of us that suffer from wheat allergies.  Grated cheese, although bagged and beautifully portrayed on the cheese aisle, is toxic due to the fact that flour is added as an anti-caking agent.  Makes sense.  No one wants finely grated cheese that is stuck together in a clump.  That makes for lumpy block cheese, not finely shredded and ready for consumption.  

I know these things, but last night all knowledge of these facts fell prey to my desire to just conveniently forget and "eat it anyway."  I temporarily deceived myself with sentences like "But, you ordered the Pollo Mexicano potato and forgot to tell them no grated cheese on top, you cannot take it back!"  And..."you haven't had tea of any sort for 30 days, maybe it won't make you sick!"  And..."Look how good your potato looks smothered in mexican cheeses, it would be such a shame to pick it all off!"  

Self-deception.  It always seems okay in the moment.  But, once it takes root bad things began to happen.  Pain will surely always follow.  In this case, pain of the physical kind.  With just one bite of the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden, Adam and Eve's eyes were opened and they knew they were naked.  They believed the devil and they willingly gave up paradise.  One bite is all it took, one thought that they knew better than their Creator.  

One bite was all it took me as well.  I knew I had deceived myself again!  The ulcers formed on the roof of my mouth with the first bite and  the worst migraine of my life ensued about an hour later.  Torment for hours.  I wanted to disconnect my head from my body!  And today, that all too familiar nausea and stomach pain has been my companion.  

Yes, it is still true.  Two wrongs don't make a right, especially for myself, grated cheese, and a sweet glass of green tea.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Everyone feels that Someone Might...

It's funny how the words "class reunion" bring about both confidence and stifling insecurities in people.  I have been planning our 10 year class reunion and have gotten a lot of feedback from old classmates.  I've noticed some very interesting things...

Some classmates who are still single are embarrassed that they are not married.
Some classmates who are married feel intimidated by the classmates that are still single.
Some people that had low self esteem in high school, seem to be doing just fine in that department now.
Some people that had high self esteem in high school, have since reverted to calling themselves names like "matronly" and "fat."  
Some who are divorced are embarrassed that their marriage didn't work out while some people that are married are embarrassed by the fact that theirs IS working out.  
Those pregnant don't want to come looking "pregnant" and those who have had children are afraid people will still THINK they are pregnant!  

The only thread in it all is that EVERYONE is afraid of what SOMEONE will think of them.  

Judgement and/or the fear of judgement...

...can squash a person's self-esteem into a million pieces.
...make you put back things you didn't take.
...make you say things you didn't mean.
...make you feel things that aren't even real.

I hope that SOMEONE will read this and be relieved that EVERYONE feels just like you do.  EVERYONE is afraid of the judgment that SOMEONE may or may not think towards them.  So, as I told one friend today...

Be proud of who you are.  I'd like for you to come.  Everyone makes mistakes.  Everyone has flaws.  

And just because I think it's totally hilarious...Jerry Platt's myspace quote is "Man, Ya'll all got fat!"  So, there...it's already out there.  haha (thanks Jerry for making every girl in the classes of '00 and '99 question whether you were speaking directly to them).  

Hope to see you there!

Euro Bungy minus One!

Seth, Leyton, and Laci chillin' (as much as one can CHILL in 102 degree weather) in Hot Springs, Arkansas.  Also pronounced "Hot Spings, Artansa" in our household.  
We also Euro Bungy'd minus one in Shreveport, Louisiana on our way!  The minus one was Leyton who was too scared to attempt.  Also pronounced "Shweevepot, Woowisiana" is our household.  
Euro Bungy...whoever comes up with these things?
Laci getting ready to go approximately 2 feet off the ground.  She went further than Leyton did!
Seth mid-jump (approximately 4 feet off the ground).  Go Seth- our little daredevil as usual!

Monday, July 13, 2009

Thank you John Voight

Finally, a celebrity that disagrees with Obama.  Thank you John Voight.  If you missed him on Hannity tonight, here were a few phrases that sum up his opinion:  

Jon Voight disagrees with the President's "silence on Iran."
....Obama's LIE that he would protect Israel and now he is telling them what they can and cannot do.
....Obama's "cunning ability to rush things through without anyone having a chance to look at them."
....and finally, to sum it up "Obama is on his way to bankrupting America."  

I would like to see other celebrities stand up with Jon Voight.  Why?  Because liberal celebrities are not afraid to use their "stardom"  to perpetuate their views, maybe it's time to use the camera that is probably already following you around for the same.  

And IF by chance a camera would have been filming at our house today.  You could have caught Seth and Laci's admiration for each other on camera.  Seth has opted to refer to Laci as "princess" these days, while she calls both he and Leyton "king".  Laci and I had a "girl day" today (shopping and such) and when we returned the following conversation occurred.

Seth "Princess, you're home!" (running up the driveway to meet her)
Laci: (silent but running towards him with a grin)
Seth "Princess is home, daddy! (taking Laci's hand) Come on Princess, we're playin in da dirt."
Leyton "Yep, playin in da dirt."

They love their "princess."  And she loves her "kings!"

Saturday, July 11, 2009

It's Been Awhile

It truly has been awhile since I saw his sweet face.  In planning our 10 year high school reunion, I was reminded of this.  Life has changed so much for me in the last 10 years (as you probably remember from the NOVEL length post I typed on this subject just the other day).  Time has both flown by and crept at a snails pace; isn't it odd how that happens?  I have been calling, texting, facebook-ing, and myspace-ing (I realize the grammatical problems with that, but let's not get sidetracked) people concerning the event.  One by one, I am crossing people off my list.  Yesterday, it happened.  I had to cross another classmate off my list, but not because I had located him.  Unfortunately and sadly, I know exactly where he lies.  

It truly has been awhile since I saw his sweet face.  He was my dear friend.  He could always be counted on for a hug and a grin.  He was a good listener.  He cheered me on at basketball games and drove me around the track when I was Homecoming Queen.  Yesterday, as I crossed his name off our list, I got a little emotional.  He won't be there at our ten year reunion.  He will never marry or have a family of his own.  His life is over, but his memory lives on in my heart.  Tonight, I was sifting through old pictures and I found a few of the two of us.  In each picture, he was smiling from ear to ear (which was the norm for him).  I will always treasure the memories of our friendship.

In loving memory of Gregory Dean Thompson...


Thursday, July 9, 2009


Two stories have captured my attention this week and brought the second coming of Christ near to my thinking.  I love Bible prophecy.  I wish I could rattle off to you fact after fact about what prophets have predicted and what has already come to pass, but I can't.  I am learning though.  And hopefully, one day I will be able to understand it enough to actually blog about it.  Despite my inability to process the book of Revelation and apply it to our current timeline, I know that the second coming of Christ is very near.  When my mom became a Christian 25 years ago, she was forever changed.  A Bible study teacher with a mind for prophecy taught her a lot.  Everything that seemed what some might call "nuts" 25 years ago has all come to pass today.  Like our money, for instance, which he said would eventually be "colored" which he believed was a step or 2 away from a completely cashless society where Christians would be asked to take a different type of "mark."  

I have been keeping my eye on Israel and their new attempts at drilling for Oil in the Dead Sea.  I have followed Zion Oil for along time, a Dallas based company that believes that the Bible specifically mentions that Israel, like her neighbors, is rich in oil.  As of this week, 3 Israeli Oil companies have been granted the right to now drill in the Dead Sea.  Some scholars and prophecy enthusiasts believe that the "spoil" referred to in Ezekiel 38 could in fact be Oil.  Israel's neighbors are rich in Oil, but Israel is not.  But, what if they were?  The world hates God's chosen people, the Jews.  And I can only imagine that if Israel struck oil like their neighbors, it might just set the stage for the war that Ezekiel 38 talks about.

A second story of great fascination to me is the newest reports that the late great city of Babylon is possibly about to get a facelift.  Yes, according to some reports, the United States and Iraq have assembled a team of individuals to help make the ancient ruins of Babylon a world famous tourist destination.  This might seem silly to some, but predicted just the same in the Bible.  

Some people might choose to disregard belief in Jesus.  Some people probably get disgusted by blogs like mine, but one thing that's for sure, is the Bible comes true.  God left us His holy word.  God cannot lie.  And everything in His book, comes true.  I spend a lot of time telling people about my prayer life and how God answered those things physically on this Earth, because it is proof.  No one can read my mind.  No one, but God, knows my deepest concerns and fears.  But, when I come to God in private and lay those things before Him, He answers.  Not always right away, sometimes before I even finish my sentence.  It is God's involvement in my life that keeps His second coming near to my mind at all times.  If He cares enough about my daily life to answer even the silliest of prayers, I know He can be trusted.  I know He does not lie; He cannot lie.  And when I know that He cannot lie, then I know that His word will come true.  And as I see the events of my lifetime, unfold before my very eyes, I know that His return is not far off, but very near at the door.  

What an exciting time to live in!  What an amazing opportunity to be the generation to watch these events, predicted thousands of years ago, come true before our very eyes.  

Ezekiel 38 for your viewing pleasure...

  • The word of the LORD came to me:
  • 2.
  • "Son of man, set your face against Gog, of the land of Magog, the chief prince of Meshech and Tubal; prophesy against him
  • 3.
  • and say: 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: I am against you, O Gog, chief prince of Meshech and Tubal.
  • 4.
  • I will turn you around, put hooks in your jaws and bring you out with your whole army--your horses, your horsemen fully armed, and a great horde with large and small shields, all of them brandishing their swords.
  • 5.
  • Persia, Cush and Put will be with them, all with shields and helmets,
  • 6.
  • also Gomer with all its troops, and Beth Togarmah from the far north with all its troops--the many nations with you.
  • 7.
  • " 'Get ready; be prepared, you and all the hordes gathered about you, and take command of them.
  • 8.
  • After many days you will be called to arms. In future years you will invade a land that has recovered from war, whose people were gathered from many nations to the mountains of Israel, which had long been desolate. They had been brought out from the nations, and now all of them live in safety.
  • 9.
  • You and all your troops and the many nations with you will go up, advancing like a storm; you will be like a cloud covering the land.
  • 10.
  • " 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: On that day thoughts will come into your mind and you will devise an evil scheme.
  • 11.
  • You will say, "I will invade a land of unwalled villages; I will attack a peaceful and unsuspecting people--all of them living without walls and without gates and bars.
  • 12.
  • I will plunder and loot and turn my hand against the resettled ruins and the people gathered from the nations, rich in livestock and goods, living at the center of the land."
  • 13.
  • Sheba and Dedan and the merchants of Tarshish and all her villages will say to you, "Have you come to plunder? Have you gathered your hordes to loot, to carry off silver and gold, to take away livestock and goods and to seize much plunder?" '
  • 14.
  • "Therefore, son of man, prophesy and say to Gog: 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: In that day, when my people Israel are living in safety, will you not take notice of it?
  • 15.
  • You will come from your place in the far north, you and many nations with you, all of them riding on horses, a great horde, a mighty army.
  • 16.
  • You will advance against my people Israel like a cloud that covers the land. In days to come, O Gog, I will bring you against my land, so that the nations may know me when I show myself holy through you before their eyes.
  • 17.
  • " 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: Are you not the one I spoke of in former days by my servants the prophets of Israel? At that time they prophesied for years that I would bring you against them.
  • 18.
  • This is what will happen in that day: When Gog attacks the land of Israel, my hot anger will be aroused, declares the Sovereign Lord.
  • 19.
  • In my zeal and fiery wrath I declare that at that time there shall be a great earthquake in the land of Israel.
  • 20.
  • The fish of the sea, the birds of the air, the beasts of the field, every creature that moves along the ground, and all the people on the face of the earth will tremble at my presence. The mountains will be overturned, the cliffs will crumble and every wall will fall to the ground.
  • 21.
  • I will summon a sword against Gog on all my mountains, declares the Sovereign Lord. Every man's sword will be against his brother.
  • 22.
  • I will execute judgment upon him with plague and bloodshed; I will pour down torrents of rain, hailstones and burning sulfur on him and on his troops and on the many nations with him.
  • 23.
  • And so I will show my greatness and my holiness, and I will make myself known in the sight of many nations. Then they will know that I am the Lord.'

Splish Splash

Sunday, July 5, 2009

A Walk to Remember

Feel free to enjoy the following post.  Feel free to laugh at my incapacity to tolerate winged creatures of any kind.  Feel free to envision me as I ran like a wild woman through the trees down a narrow, dirt road screaming for my life.  Feel free to feel my terror and laugh at the mental image of my wild, arm-flailing, flashlight wielding self running as fast as I could from them.  So, with no further delay, enjoy...

Robb and I are on a diet.  Actually, you could simply call it a lifestyle change.  Since I am now a gluten free gal, our cabinets (for the most part) are also gluten free cabinets.  I am considerate to leave a stash of "good stuff" like macaroni, goldfish, and cereals for the babies and Robb.  In our efforts to actually lose some pounds, we have been running and working out.  Also, in the mail as we speak, is proof that Infomercials do indeed work.  Infomercials DO have the capacity to persuade those who choose to pause long enough to get sucked into their pitch (exhibit A - Robb Kirkland).  Up for some late night snacking one night, Robb found himself mad that he, again, was up doing some late night snacking.  Therefore, his anger led him to watch an exercise infomercial - P90X.  Angry at himself for yet another night of indulgent behavior, P90X was purchased and is finding its' way, one UPS truck at a time, to our home.  

In the meantime, we went to the lake this weekend for the 4th of July.  Robb and I promised each other that we would not fall into the "it's a holiday" excuse for overindulging and not exercising.  Therefore, we went on a pre-dusk stroll around the lake.  I took a rather large mag-lite so we could see our path and not step on a snake (as they are plentiful around our lake neighborhood).  The sun was setting and the air smelled of fireworks (aka smoke).  We were enjoying some quality, alone time, and much needed sweating.  Up one hill, down another, along the lake we strolled, through a narrow path of hovering trees, and "Holy crap batman- a bat dove right in front of us!"  

We walked a little faster...

I don't tolerate winged creatures of any kind too well.  Wasps, bees, flying roaches, wasps, hornets, bees, flying roaches. Oh my - they make me all cringe.  Oh, and how could I forget, horsefly's.  

If you have ever been walking with me in the evenings- you don't need to imagine.  You have seen first hand, the crazy, circle turning, screaming, flailing, jerking that occurs when ANY such creature comes near me. So, again, enjoy.  

Robb and I cleared the tree area and kept walking into the open pathway around the lake.  It was nearly dark.  The trusty mag-lite had already come out and was lighting our path.  When all of a sudden, we realized the bats had found us.  One swooped to our left, and another dove to my right.  Without any conversation, we both turned around and started back where we came from (quickly).  Then, there were 8!  Not caring that I have actually had a rabies vaccine (another long story), I began to scream and run as fast as I could (sorry Robb - better catch me)!

Robb, half laughing, and half scared himself was now running along with me.  The bats (nine of them now) were having a great time (swooping, diving, and investigating us).  I was screaming, running, waiving my mag-lite over my head and doing all of this hunched over as low to the ground as I could get and still run.  Robb was scared, but laughing so hard, he was getting weak.  
Keep in mind that this was 4th of July and there were plenty of people out and about to observe my small frantic breakdown.  Golf carts of people rode by as I was running and darting down the path covered with trees.  I'm sure they just thought they were observing a couple who had "had a few" on 4th of July!  In reality, they were observing a petrified woman who goes nuts around winged creatures in general (especially the swooping, diving, come out at dark kind)! 

It was certainly a walk to remember!

Friday, July 3, 2009

Girl Time

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Gluten Free Picks of the Week!

Can I just say another special thanks to Pamela's Products for actually making a quality, chocolate brownie!  In case I forgot to mention you Pamela, thanks for making a wonderful, gluten free brownie (the batter's not so bad either).  

So, back by popular demand: gluten free picks of the week...

Hormel Turkey (from your grocer's deli counter) is yep, you guessed it:  Gluten Free!  And yes, they actually pulled out a whopping one and let me read the package.  Awww, the relief from reading those simple, yet important, words: GLUTEN FREE.  So, don't be afraid of lunch meat (but DO beware of some).

Pass the CHEESE please!  A note about cheese's and our fast pace lifestyle:  DO buy large blocks of cheddar, mozzarella, and colby jack to your heart's content.  Do NOT short change your cheese grater by buying already "shredded" cheeses as these DO contain flour to prevent caking (most of the time anyway).  

Do enjoy some Jimmy Dean All Natural sausage for breakfast as it does not contain MSG.  

Amy's Organic Soup "Chunky Tomato Bisque" is quite good and filling for a side or an entire meal.  

And if you MUST indulge in some cereal, the best I can find is Barbara's Bakery brand; Cinnamon Puffins. Wheat free and high in fiber.  Thank you Barbara!

All can be found @ Super H-E-B.