Tuesday, August 26, 2014

When Something's Gotta Give

I've been thrilled to be able to donate some of my rosaries to good causes. Pictured here is an amethyst one that was recently snatched up in a silent auction for Saint Paul's Outreach. What is always surprising to me (though Mark is never surprised) is that they go for more than their value. This particular piece sold for over 60% more than its retail value. Another rosary in a different auction went for twice its retail value. It's pretty exciting to create something that is so highly valued! 

Needless to say, this is a life-giving creative outlet for me. I know Mark would appreciate it if they sold as well as they auction. I'm leaning towards marketing them to brick and mortar Catholic stores. In the meantime, I have a small collection of completed rosaries (including a twin of the pictured one, which happens to be $42). Feel free to contact me and I can let you know what I have available.

In other news, as the title of this post implies, I'm overwhelmed. School is about to start and I have a 1st grader, a kindergartener, a preschooler, and a not-quite-toddler. I'm quickly realizing that my role as teacher-momlady is going to fill the majority of the hours of my day, and I need to be ok with that. The kiddos just aren't at an age where they can self-teach. I have a feeling my jokes about hiding in the basement eating chocolate are going to resurface in reality in short order. Pray for me!

In a baby step of setting limits, I've stopped baking our own bread because Aldi loves me. And I love Aldi. I just discovered that they sell dairy/egg/soy-free wheat bread for 89 cents a loaf. Baking my own bread is not worth the 40 cent savings! Making sun butter for less than half the price - about a $3 savings - definitely worth it. 40 cents? Nope.

I'm in a season of learning my limits and how to work within them and not against them. Bread is only the beginning. Prayers are welcome.

Sunday, August 24, 2014

August. It's not the School Year, Yet!

It's that time of year, again. I can't handle seeing "First Day of School" pictures posted on Facebook when it's August. I'm a firm believer that school should not begin until after Labor Day. Fortunately for me, I can put it off until whenever I choose. I have yet to pick our official "First Day of School" but I assure you, it's coming...after Labor Day.

Despite the term, The Lazy Days of Summer, our life has been going full speed ahead. I'm pretty sure I don't know anyone that has a lazy summer. For your enjoyment, here's our August photo dump.

We celebrated Lydia's feast day at Culvers where, upon singing Happy Feast Day, we were asked by multiple groups of people if we were all in a choir. Standards low, much?

We said goodbye to the Phillips, who are finally together as a family, and have moved to Kansas. Here, for your enjoyment, you can see the developmental differences between these cousins. Lucy's great at sitting. Ava's great at everything else.

Lydia's birthday follows quickly after her feast day. She was delighted to get her much-desired flip flops. No joke, these were 2 years in coming. Purple with sparkles. Doesn't get much more Lydia than this.

At some point, a curious child must have fingered the camera lens. Well, wouldn't you know, I didn't think to check that until I uploaded our precious photos. Enjoy the smudge, no extra charge.

Smudgie ambiance aside, do they get any cuter than this? Mush. My heart is mush.

Cuter? It's a tough call. Man I love my kiddos. Beach fun was finally had on our last full day of MI vacation. We had to wait all week for it, but it didn't disappoint.

After all that fun, what's left to do, but lie down in hall and go to sleep while your mom enjoys "sangria o'clock" with some of the greatest ladies in the world.