If You are What You Eat- Then What Does my Fridge Say About Me???

Because I think Edie is a ton of fun and I think I want to be her when I grow up, I decided to just forgo the embarrassment of my refrigerator and join her "what my fridge taught me" post.

Although I wish I had the cutesy writing over the food in the fridge. . . we'll have to settle for my commentary instead.

So, let's just say first things first. . . I'm very embarrassed about how the fridge looks and it is in desperate need of cleaning.

But, we, at this house, eat real butter, which that would explain those dimples in my hiney and the backs of my upper thighs.

Also, we love leftovers because I CAN'T STAND TO WASTE. Seriously. . .. read my last post about what I had for a snack. 'Nuff said. Just with all the hungry people in the world I can't stand to throw food away.

Also the crisper is full of lettuce because I happen to like rabbit food, and when I feed my family salads it makes me feel less guilty about the boxed, processed mac and cheese I give them along side it.

Lactaid. . . you see that. . . that's 'cause the baby has a smiggin' of a lactose allergy. . . so Alec, the big milk drinker in the family has to suffer through the Lactaid milk.

You see all the eggs? Ash and Alec aren't egg people. . . however, but the rest of us love 'em, especially my friend, Jackie's farm fresh eggs. She's spoiled me. I no longer like the taste of the grocery store eggs.

See the mustard with the blue top? I think that is the top to the mayo. What does that say about me? I'm scattered, disorganized, and cluttered, but I once heard that those who had clean houses were boring people. . . well, that quote stuck in my head. . . so in all efforts NOT to be boring I decided to carry that quote over to my fridge too :)

Multiple bottles of ketchup? Because it has high fructose corn syrup and when I'm giving up sugar it makes me feel like I'm having dessert, but the tops are messy. . . sigh. . .

See all the Rubbermaid tupperware that the leftovers are in? Courtesy of my mom. . . because she IS so organized and clean and on top of things. . . .and she gives me a new box of Rubbermaid tupperware every.single.year for Christmas. Oh, but, wait! She's lots of fun too. Does that mean I have to rethink my whole excuse as to why I don't have a clean house/fridge?

Now, in an effort to have bloggy fun and do this post. . . I must go now. . . to clean my fridge. . . because I really am horridly embarrassed. Guess I'll go be boring!

Frustration

Okay, I'm giving my lazy self 5 minutes to collect my thoughts and type them out over frustration.

I'm so frustrated with myself and with this blog. I have so much to say, sweet memories to record, and yet I'm so very lazy. I'd rather sit down and watch "Monk" with the kids or read a book or take a snooze. . . it's almost like I don't want to collect my thoughts for even 5 minutes. . . ughhh!!

And when I go back and look at all the memories I've recorded over the last years, I'm just sick that I haven't blogged about our camping trip, the memories we made from last school year, things we did this summer, and just everyday mundane life.

And, then I have this whole thing about chronologically blogging. I don't think I can blog unless I'm caught up. . . which seems to be never these days. I used to blame it on work, but work is slow. . . it's just my mind is lazy.

Okay, I've got 3 more minutes. . . I put all these rules and regulations on myself when it comes to blogging. . . ridiculous I tell you. . . simply ridiculous.

So, here I am . . . new school year. . . I'm going to try to do better. And, yes, I will definitely blog about Awana Awards, God's Great Faithfulness to our family, My handy-dandy notebook, our fun camping trip (so much fun we just booked another one), my mom's birthday, my mission trip to Guyana, and this-that-and the other (whatever that means.

So, since I have one more minute I'll blog about this weekend.

Friday night we had our sweet friends the Greenwoods over for dinner. Our downstairs air is broken, but they were such sports. We got good laughs out of Greg holding the fan next to him in the family room, and then the oscillating fan at the kitchen table while we taught them how to play "Hearts". Their youngest gave us a big hooping laugh when Jenn served him a brownie out of a tin dish the bread was in. He thought it was Cookie's bowl. We are so blessed with such sweet friends. . . and they were so gracious to eat in our home with sweat running down their backs. Abby and Julie spent the night and the girls didn't get to bed until I awoke at 4:45 Saturday morning.

Saturday morning Ang, Becky and I ran 14 miles. Ang has been killing me in runs lately, but I've been very purposeful with my nutrition this week. I could've gone another 2 miles I think. We all had a great conversation. . .about the Lord. . . such honesty with struggles. . .freedom from judgement. Good stuff. We almost got attached by some ferocious dogs and the next set of dogs we saw Becky picked up a stick bigger than her. Then, I saw a dead snake on the road and it scared the living daylights out of me. From that point on on Saturday I was a lazy bum. . . seriously. It was M-A-R-V-E-L-O-U-S!!

Okay, now I'm 3 minutes over my 5-minute limit. . . so since I'm making the rules here I'm giving myself 10 minutes. . . sheew . .. 2 minutes left to talk.

We had church this morning. Started a new Sunday School year. . . so very excited. Lydia is teaching with me and I just know the Lord is going to use her in great and mighty ways in the lives of these girls. I just love teaching 9th and 10th grade. I was so giddy with excitement this morning I could hardly stand it. We had a Fox Fever meeting after church, came home and gobbled down lunch. We then met mom, James, Melissa, Scott and the kids at Buffalos for dinner to celebrate James' birthday. I love my parents so very much. We all had a great time and lots of laughter. . . y'all know I love to laugh.

Times UP!!!!

P.S. My heels hurt my feet so badly in church this morning I took them off while teaching and then I took them off during the whole service. It must've looked funny to the people sitting behind us when we got up to leave that I had grown several inches. I was barefoot so much I reminded myself of my girl Jessica D.

Lazy Blogger

Goodness, gracious. I have been such a lazy blogger lately. I'm not in a bloggy funk. I'm just being lazy, I guess. . . not really doing much blog reading either (sorry)

I have so much to blog about . . . so in order that I won't forget, I'm going to make myself a blog list of upcoming posts.

Snicker's Marathon
Faithful Feet
Farmer's Market/Jennifer's Birthday
Run for Griffin
Visiting my sister in South Carolina/Zoo
Spring Fever/Shopping with the kiddos
That ungodly woman happens to be me -YIKES!
Scared half to death of this Ultra Marathon
Witnessing in Target

Maybe a post a day???? Quite ambitious??? Yes! I'll try though.