New Blog!!

So, I have been working for about a month now at a veterinary clinic (yay!) because I finally finished school =) and I decided to start a new blog about my experiences there and with some other information for you and your pets! It's called Your Pet's Favorite Blog, and you can find it right here!!! Thanks for reading!

MDA Muscle Walk

On St. Patrick's day, we went down to Lafayette to support the MDA and have a good time. I love going every year, and it kind of makes me sad that it doesn't get as much attention as I feel it deserves. This year I noticed some of the same people that were there last year. Next year I think that I will introduce our tiny group to those huge groups. It is always nice to make friends and grow your support system! Anyway, Jacob was actually old enough to have a good time this year, too! I was pregnant with him the first year and last year he was too tiny to have a good time.

Christian Love vs. Tolerance Part 4

Once again I apologize that it has been so long between the posts in this series. I am not one to make excuses for myself because I believe that if something or someone is important to you, you make time for it (or save up money for it, or practice it, or whatever the case may be.. you spend resources to prioritize it in your life). Unfortunately, I have failed to make this a priority in my life the past few weeks. However, I started this series because I felt led to do so, so I need to see it through.

At this time I would like to talk about what Tolerance looks like.

I tolerate my son whining when I know he is tired. (He doesn't know how to express himself)
I tolerate him playing with my phone when we are out and he has nothing else to play with. (I don't want him throwing a fit in public)
I tolerate him hanging all over me. (He is little and I will miss his affection when he is older)
I tolerate him pulling on his little brother. (He wants to play with him, and I want them to get along)

I tolerate people exaggerating stories to me. (Some people don't even realize they are doing it)
I tolerate people being lazy.. sometimes. (It's nicer for me to just do more work than to get into a conflict and lose my temper)

I tolerate the house being messy. (I need to focus on taking care of the kids, doing homework, and spending time with my husband)
I tolerate Gav's work schedule. (We need to survive!)

None of these things are things that I particularly like, but I put up with them. I deal with them.

The idea is pretty much the same when dealing with our friends, family, acquaintances, enemies, etc. who do not claim to be Christian. We can love them, or we can put up with them.

Tolerating them looks like this:

I don't like that you're gay, but I'm just going to ignore it. It's not that big of a deal.
I don't like that you're atheist, but we can be friends if we don't have to talk about religion. It's your soul.
I don't like that you sleep around, but it's none of my business. It's your future.

What I am trying to convey is that Love vs. Tolerance is mostly about attitude.

And do not for one second think that a person can not tell what your attitude about them is. I will grant that some people seem pretty clueless.. and probably are.. but the vast majority of people know (even if they don't act like it) when you are "putting up" with them, and when you are actually "okay" with them.

MDA Muscle Walk Donations

My husband has muscular dystrophy, so this cause is very important to me, and extremely close to my heart.

Every year, we participate in the Lafayette, LA Muscle Walk sponsored by the Muscular Dystrophy Association. This year we got our packet in late, so I am very VERY late posting this (we only have 1 week to do our fundraising for the walk!!) However, I would love to invite any and all who want to donate to follow the link below. You can then either search for participants: Katie Montgomery (that's me!) or Gavin Montgomery (that's my husband!) or Search for Team: Gavin's Gang. Then you will have to click on either the participant name or the team name (it really doesn't matter which) and on the right it will have the option to donate. Click it!! It's a very simple process, it will walk you right on through it. We really appreciate any little bit. What I am doing for people who donate in person is I am putting their name in a hat and drawing for a Walmart Gift Card.. probably around $20. If I can figure out a way to do that with the people who donate online, too, then I will, just for a little incentive (and I do mean little.. I know $20 doesn't go far..)

Anyway, please consider a donation. It would really mean a lot to me and my family <3 Thanks, Katie

Muscle Walk Link

Christian Love vs. Tolerance Part 3

Hello everyone! In my last post, I attempted to explain the difference in love and tolerance. This time I will try to discuss what each of these looks like, and if time allows, I will try to give examples of how we are able to live out Christian love in our lives and veer away from simply being "tolerant."

Okay, I guess the easiest place to start is 1 Corinthians 13: The Love Chapter. While this well known passage tells us "what love is" and "what love is not," I think we must forget often. Either that or we don't take the necessary time to let it soak in. So, let's examine this passage more closely to better understand what love looks like.


4 Love is patient. Love is kind. It does not boast, it does not envy, it is not proud.

We have all met people who are always negative about every single thing. Nothing can go right in their lives. People like that drive me crazy. Crazy! I find it difficult, and quite honestly, exhausting, to be around them. I just want to scream at them and run the other way if they ever come to me for anything. But, that would not be patient nor would it be kind. Being patient would mean that I need to bare with them and continue to be there for them time after time. And to be kind, I can't just BE there for them.. I have to be nice about it. I can't let my annoyance show through.


An even better example for our topic would be something more along the lines of this: You have a friend who is having premarital sex. You have talked extensively with her about your beliefs (because remember, we are talking about our Non-Christian counterparts here) about sex and how it belongs in marriage. Yet, time after time she comes to you with stories of her newest guy or her latest heartbreak. Each time you use as an opportunity to share Jesus with her and share how that lifestyle is not what He wants for her life. She always agrees with an, "I know" and a nod, but gets right back out there in the game. You are getting tired of being ignored, but each time you comfort her with a kind word about how she deserves better and how God intended for her to have a better life than this. That is patience. That is kindness.

Notice in our example what you are NOT doing. You are not being boastful. Let's say that you are in a committed relationship, either marriage or dating the same person for a long time. You are not rubbing this in her face. Also, if you waited until you were married to have sex, you are not bragging about it. This will make her feel as though you think you are better than she is. You aren't. Of course you are allowed (and should) use yourself as an example that it can be done IF that comes up, but you are not to bring it up just to make her feel bad or just to make yourself feel good. This is the truth for any circumstance. You are not to make people feel bad because of your accomplishments, successes, possessions, etc. (and by "you" I mean "we").

Love does not envy. I think this is probably self explanatory. We are not to wish for what others have (this is a commandment as well). If we see something that we want, we can set goals for ourselves and earn it, but we are not supposed to hold it against the person who already has it. Nor are we to harm them in any way (physically, emotionally, reputation, etc) in order to get what they have.

Love is not proud. We are to swallow our pride. Period. If we think we are right about something to the point that we aren't listening to the other person, or we are shooting down every idea they come up with then we need an attitude adjustment.

5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not dishonor others. We are not to harm another person's reputation. We aren't to embarrass them. We are not to do anything to make others think poorly of them. Boys and girls, you need to listen carefully to this, because I know that we are in the habit of trying to trash our ex girlfriends and boyfriends. Let me just say, whatever happens to end your relationship is between you and your ex. Not the whole entire world. If you need to talk to someone about what happened to get over it, that is fine. You have friends that you can talk to. But you don't need to go telling every person who asks what happened, and you definitely don't need to seek out people who don't care to tell them. AND you especially do not need to be telling your ex's friends or family what happened. That is his or her business. If your ex wants those close to him or her to know what happened, he or she will tell them. I get so sick of seeing people telling the business of their ex all over Facebook, and I get tired of hearing stories about how ex (usually ex bf's) try to ruin a person's life by telling their business to people who need to stay clued out. That is so wrong on so many levels. It is unforgiving and it is unloving. And that is my rant for the day, I hope.

Love is not self-seeking. In other words, it is not selfish. I'm sure we can all think of selfish attitudes and actions. Eating the last piece of pie when not everyone has had a piece, using all the hot water in the shower, making your husband take care of the kids when he has already been home with them all day while you work (or in my case, go to school), leaving messes for others to clean up, etc. We shouldn't do those selfish things.

Love is not easily angered. It is not wrong to be angry. Jesus got angry, God gets angry. It's okay to be angry. But it takes a lot to get love angry. Love doesn't get angry just because your friend is too busy to talk to you. It doesn't get angry just because your husband forgot to wash the dishes or because your wife forgot to iron your shirt. I kind of think this goes hand-in-hand with being patient, because if you are patient with someone's mistakes you are not going to become angry at the drop of a hat.

Love keeps no records of wrongs. Self-explanatory. We aren't supposed to hold grudges or keep up with how many times someone did us wrong. That old saying, "Fooled me once, shame on you; fooled me twice, shame on me" does not apply here. We are to forgive and forgive and keep forgiving. This includes our friends who lie to us to get out of hanging out with us, our boyfriends that cheat on us (spouses, too), our neighbor who stole $20 when we weren't looking. No matter how large or small the offense, we are not to hold grudges or keep holding it against the person who has wronged us.

6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

So, when love sees someone being picked on, it doesn't laugh along. Love doesn't enjoy movies or music with filth throughout. Love doesn't like compliments that are made up to make someone feel better. Love would rather give the truth to someone gracefully and gently than lie to make a person feel good. Love rejoices with the truth. Basically, if it's of the devil (evil), love does not delight in it, but if it is of Jesus (the truth), love rejoices.

7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love always protects. Love protects people being picked on, love protects those doing right, love protects the helpless, love protects marriages, love protects people's feelings. Love protects.

Love always trusts and love always hopes. I think that these two go together because I think in order to trust, you have to hope for the best. Love trusts that things will work out for the best and hopes that it does. Love trusts people (not to be confused with being naive). Love hopes that things will work out for the best. Love hopes that hard work will pay off. Love hopes that people will do better next time. Love hopes. And this hope is with a POSITIVE attitude. Love doesn't hope negative things. It doesn't hope positive things but think that the situation will turn out poorly.

Love always perseveres. This one is hard because we get tired. We get impatient. We "grow weary in well-doing." We get knocked down and find it difficult to get back up. But we have to. Love does. Love keeps on loving. Love keeps being patient, kind, hopeful, trusting. Love keeps praying, keeps giving, keeps doing, keeps going. When love gets knocked down, it gets up, dusts itself off, takes a deep breath, and tries again. When love has a friend that shuts down the message, love tries a different tactic. Love doesn't give up.

I hope that I have given you something to think about as far as what Love looks like. I am soo very sorry that it has been so long since I posted the beginning of this series. I do not make any excuses for myself. I *hope* that I am able to hurry and wrap this topic up.

Christian Love vs. Tolerance Part 2

First of all, I just wanted to point out that these are the things that my parents were intolerant of: disrespect, bad grades, bad behavior, ignorance, etc. It didn't really have anything to do with my previous post but to say what kind of environment I grew up in.

Secondly, I need to clarify that what I am talking about right now pertains to the way that we treat those that are not our Christian brothers and sisters. There is a different set of rules for our relationships with fellow Christians (which is a whole 'nother thing that I'm passionate about).

Now, the three questions that I posed in my last post were: What is the difference between tolerance and love? What does each one look like? and How can I practice love without tolerance? At this time I will attempt to discuss at least the first question.

What is the difference between tolerance and love?
At first when I started thinking about this, I had a really hard time separating the two in my head. I think that sometimes people feel like, "Oh, you don't like one thing I do, so you don't like me!!" I think that is one of the reasons that "tolerance" has been pushed so hard in recent years. People want everyone to be okay with whatever they do. As I thought about the whole issue more and more, though, I started to understand the difference, but I don't think that I fully answered this question to myself until I had answered the other two questions as well. So, please bare with me as we try to work this out together.

Tolerance is defined here as a "fair, objective, permissive attitude toward those whose opinions, practices, race, religion, nationality, etc. differ from one's own."

That seems like the Christian thing to do, right? It's fair. BUT it is permissive. That is bad. We should not be complacent with sin going on around us. This is the problem with tolerance. Jesus was not tolerant. He was not rude or hateful to anyone, but He also did not tolerate sin (think about Jesus when He drove the sellers out of the temple in Mark 11:15-22 or when He rebuked Simon in Luke 7:36-50). Of course there are many other examples, which some may find to be much better. But the point is that when someone was doing something wrong, He let them know.

Love is defined as "a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person." Lest we get confused, affection is defined as "fond attachment, devotion, or love." (Definitions are important because we may think a word means one thing because of our connotations associated with it, but it might mean something a little different. It's good to be precise.)

So, love is a bit more personal than tolerance. I'm pretty sure we can all agree with that one. (The definition even sounds better, using words like "tender" and "passionate" as opposed to "objective" and "permissive.") Note the tender way that Jesus spoke of and to the woman when He was at Simon's house (see above). As a matter of fact, He was not harsh with Simon, either.

Tolerance is driven from an attitude of "if I leave you alone and mind my business, you will leave me alone and mind your own." But, really that isn't the attitude that we should have. We should have an attitude of love. "If I love you until it hurts, if I reach out to you in every way that I know how, you will want to know why, and I can introduce you to Jesus." In Matthew 28:16-20 we are commanded to go forth and make disciples. We won't do that with an attitude of tolerance. The connotation associated with tolerance is this for me: "I dislike what you are doing and therefore dislike you. I do not want to be involved with you at all." I guess you could call it "high and mighty" or "Holier than thou".. you know.. those attitudes that "lost" people (rightfully) accuse Christians of all the time. How are we supposed to "make disciples" if we have that attitude? Don't kid yourself. People see right through it. If we have that attitude, we are doing more harm than good to the cause of Christ. I am not even kidding. We are turning people off to what we say and represent. Therefore, we are turning people off to Jesus, and we will be held responsible for our actions. Never forget that. Now, I used "we" in this rant, but to make it more personal, feel free to substitute "I." This is a very important point that each of us NEEDS to apply to our own individual life.

To me, "loving someone to Christ" has a connotation  more like this: "You are hurting, I am there for you. You need a friend, I invite you to my house or accept your invitation to come to yours. You need the notes from the class you missed Wednesday, not only do I have them for you, but I have a copy made out for you because I noticed that you missed. You are having financial problems, and I know it? Let me make you a meal or buy you some groceries. You're being bullied at school or work? I take up for you. Your house is messy and stressing you out? I'll come help you clean it up. You and hubby haven't had a date night in a while? I'll watch your kids for you. You just had a baby and don't have anything for him/her? Take some of my extras. Etc, etc, etc."

Okay, so hopefully this will get you thinking about the difference between LOVE and TOLERANCE. Maybe to fully grasp the concept, we will need to answer the last two questions. I plan to continue with this series until we get it hammered out for anyone who is interested, and maybe you can help me understand it even better, too. Please leave any questions or comments below to help me continue developing this topic.

Christian Love vs. Tolerance

I have been trying to write this post for some time now. It has been on my heart and mind for at least two weeks straight, but off and on even before that. So, here I am about to try it again.

I was raised in a Christian home and a fairly Christian community, neither of which were very tolerant. The townspeople, in general, weren't tolerant of anyone that wasn't like them: white, straight, conservative, Christian. You get the picture. The demographics of that town pretty much only differs by age and gender. Everything else is the same for the most part.

So, imagine the culture shock I received when I went away to a Liberal Arts college where everything that my world was planted on was questioned. I had to reevaluate everything I believed. Everything. From my Christian faith and the way I lived it out to my political views. Everything.

Note that I said, "And the way I lived it out." Out of everything that I re-examined in my life, that is the part that was influenced the most by the people that I was around. Why? Because I had never had to deal with anyone that was different than me. I thought, maybe tolerance IS the best way to handle lifestyles that I disagree with. By lifestyles I mean the party scene, homosexuality, other religions (not to be confused with other denominations... that's another post for another day, though!!) Now I realize that tolerance is NOT the key. Love is. In fact, the Bible speaks out against tolerance.

2 Timothy 4:1-2

"I charge you in the presence of God and of Christ Jesus, who is to judge the living and the dead, and by his appearing and his kingdom: preach the word; be ready in season and out of season; reprove, rebuke, and exhort, with complete patience and teaching."

Revelation 2:20-23
"But I have this against you, that you tolerate that woman Jezebel, who calls herself a prophetess and is teaching and seducing my servants to practice sexual immorality and to eat food sacrificed to idols. I gave her time to repent, but she refuses to repent of her sexual immorality. Behold, I will throw her onto a sickbed, and those who commit adultery with her I will throw into great tribulation, unless they repent of her works, and I will strike her children dead. And all the churches will know that I am he who searches mind and heart, and I will give to each of you according to your works."

 Now, this is where it gets tricky, because the Bible does call us to LOVE.

Ephesians 4:2
"With all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love" 

1 Peter 3:15
"But in your hearts honor Christ the Lord as holy, always being prepared to make a defense to anyone who asks you for a reason for the hope that is in you; yet do it with gentleness and respect"

And also, not to judge one another.

John 8:7
"And as they continued to ask him, he stood up and said to them, 'Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone at her.'” 

Acts 10:28
"And he said to them, 'You yourselves know how unlawful it is for a Jew to associate with or to visit anyone of another nation, but God has shown me that I should not call any person common or unclean.'"

So, the thing that I have been struggling with since I became convicted that tolerance is the wrong approach is this: What is the difference between tolerance and love? What does each one look like? How can I practice LOVE without TOLERANCE?

Please leave your thoughts in the comments. I plan to elaborate more on this very soon!!





 

Toddler Love

Oh my goodness. What a couple of weeks it has been! Two Sundays ago, I was in the emergency room all night with my husband who had a kidney stone. The next day started a couple of weeks of sickness for my babies.. not over yet =( Anyway, today's Small Thing from Home Sanctuary was to find your inner glow, and it got me to thinking about what makes me "glow."

Many things in life make me glow: hanging out with friends, spending time with my hubby, mani/pedis, tanning, baking, and gardening to name a few. But nothing makes me feel quite the same way as spending time with my little boy, Jacob. He's 17 months old and his little personality is.. well, not so little! He is so curious, friendly, and loving. And he is suchhh a great big brother!! But I feel so guilty about having to take care of the baby so much. And I feel guilty that there are some things that I just can't let Jacob help with. Like today, he wanted to help bathe the baby. Jacob was in the real tub and Easton was in the baby tub. Jacob took his little bucket and tried to dump water into E's tub.. and missed.. and of course that was a huge mess. So, I try to spend time just hanging out with Jacob.

Today, it really hit me hard.. it doesn't matter WHAT you are doing with your child, as long as you are spending time with him. We were in his room.. I was sitting on the floor picking up his toys and books and trying to put them away. He was playing. He would hand me a toy and his little face would just light up. Oh what a sweet face.. his beautiful innocent enjoyment just slapped me in the face. He just wants to BE with me. It doesn't matter (right now) if I'm playing with his toys, or just giving him some attention. I try to do better every day. I know that the only way he will feel important and loved by his parents is if we spend time with him. Right now, time IS love. I want him to feel love.

Granny's 74th Birthday

Today, my maternal grandmother turned 74 years old. I have tons of things I have been planning to write about, but I think that I should just take this day and thank God that my granny has made it to 74. There was a time a few years ago when we thought we were going to lose her. I remember it like it was just yesterday.

I had just finished my freshman year of college. I was home for the summer. My mom was at work, so I had to drop my little brother off at Granny's house on my way to work. We got to her house and I got out to say hey to her. When I went in she was sitting in her chair and she wanted to show me something. What she wanted to show me was her legs! They were so bruised. I asked what had happened and she told me the story. Apparently, she had been outside on her porch watering her plants and must have tripped over the hose. She had fallen off of the porch into the yard. I can't imagine how scary this must have been to her. Anyway, Granny was on blood thinners at the time, so any little bruise could have been cause to worry, but a big, huge bruise like this... this needed attention. So, I informed her that I would probably tell my mom what had happened. She said okay. That is when I knew that I should worry. Granny has never been one to want people to worry over her unless there was a good cause. So, I left her house and as soon as I had decent service I called my mom to let her know what had happened. She left work immediately to come check on her.

When I got off of work that afternoon I went home, but Mom wasn't there. I called her and they were still at the ER. They stayed at that dang ER so long that I thought they were never coming home. When they finally did come home they were so mad. Apparently, the ER had done nothing for her. Nothing. About 8 o'clock that night they had to take her back to the ER because her legs were still swelling and she was in an extreme amount of pain. I'm so glad that they took her back. They ended up having to send her to another hospital. She had developed something called "Compartment Syndrome" in which she had bled so much into her legs that the muscle separates from the bone. I mean.. she had lost a LOT of blood (2/3 of her blood volume). There was no reason that she should be up and alert.

From there I'm not really sure what happened. I know that she was in really bad condition. They had to do surgery to save her legs, they told her she would never walk again much less live alone again.. I know that it got super bad a few times. We really thought that we were going to lose her. I remember that her O2 levels in her blood got so low that she was hallucinating a few times. I remember being so scared that if she survived she would suffer brain damage from how low her oxygen was.

But one of the things I remember the most was when she was recovering. She told us that she knew she was going to be okay because Jesus was with her. She said He had sat with her and held her hand when she was afraid. If I remember correctly she said that she couldn't see anything but His feet, but she knew it was Him.

Looking back now, it's hard to believe that she (and we) went through all of that. It was difficult on our family, and the recovery was long and hard for her. They told her that she would never walk again. She proved them wrong. They told her she would never walk again without assistance. She proved them wrong. They said she would never live on her own again. She proved them wrong. I'm really not sure what helped her recovery the most: the fact that she wanted all of those things, or the fact that the doctors kept telling her that she couldn't. I guess that could be considered a lesson in perseverance and determination. I would have been happy to have had her just healthy and home, but I am glad that she has met her goals. She is truly a role model in both her spiritual walk, AND in her life in general. I could go on about how she has always been happy with what she had, even if it isn't the nicest or the best. I could talk about how she was very dedicated to her church and willing to be a servant for God when she still attended there. But I think this is a long enough post.. not that I could write enough good things about my Granny!!

Love you, Gran!! Happy 74th birthday!!!!!

Cinnamon Sugar Pull Apart Bread

Yum. That is all I can say. I found this recipe the other day on StumbleUpon and I knew immediately that I MUST make it. I dreamed about it for about a week and finally, for our traditional "Family Breakfast" on Saturday morning (lovely tradition, by the way.. so glad we came up with it!) I was able to make it!!

                                           The yummy bread!!!

Honestly, I was kind of terrified to attempt this recipe, especially since I had company today. I have never made homemade bread before, and since I LOVE baking, I feel like I'm expected to know how to do it!! How did it turn out? Delicious! I think if I would have whipped up some cream cheese icing to drizzle over the top it would have been absolutely perfect.. I must remember that if I decide to make this recipe again. I will link the recipe here for anyone who would like to try it.. not you, Jessica. Stay away from this with that cinnamon allergy!

Enjoy!

Jacob's First Gardening Experience: A Sad Lesson for Mommy

The other day I was at Stephanie's house and we were talking about our beautiful children (her daughter is two weeks younger than Jacob, my oldest, who is 17 months today). The topic we were discussing was how they are so smart and can do so many things that it surprises/confuses/frustrates us whenever they can't or won't do other things that we think are just as simple. For example, Jacob can recognize color groups (he brings all the red blocks, then all the blue blocks, etc) but he doesn't get shapes yet.

Well, today I learned (yet again) the hard way (yet again) that he is just a baby still and he doesn't understand everything I think he should.

For Christmas from my Secret Santa I received gardening supplies, a red pot, and a red Amaryllis bulb (ohh yeah, my Santa knows me well!). Jacob was very interested in the trowels and the rake and he kept picking the box that had the bulb up and carrying it around. I thought, "Oh yes! He is going to have so much fun planting this with me!" So, we are home alone tonight and I have been dying to dig in the dirt (winter kills me with the being too cold to play outside and plant stuff), so I decided that we would go ahead and plant it today. And I was so happy because gardening is something that I really love and I was excited that my little man would be able to take part in something that I enjoy.

So, I got all the stuff together and got my phone camera ready. I wanted to be sure to document our fun to possibly blog about it later (which I am, but in a different way than I expected). Then I sat down and we got started. But instead of it being as much fun as I imagined, it ended up being much more stressful than I wanted. He didn't listen as well as he usually does and he was just way TOO excited about getting to use the tools and dig in the dirt. Before we put the bulb in, he thought it was okay to just treat it however he wanted to. Then after we got it covered up, he thought that he could dig it back up. I was so upset! 

Gavin called after we got it all put away and I was telling him about our experience, almost in tears. I just wanted to be able to share something I am passionate about with my little boy. He reminded me that Jacob is still a baby and one day he will be able to dig in the dirt with me if that is what he wants to do. He said that although Jacob is smart and energetic, there are still some things he can't understand. Even though he listens pretty well, he doesn't understand that planting the plant wasn't a game that he could keep playing when we were done. And I guess he really liked it because he wasn't ready to give it up!

What hard lessons have you learned lately? If you have kids, what experiences have you had when you thought your child was ready for something but s/he wasn't quite there yet?

Introduction to me and Meticulous Mess!

Hello!! My name is Katie and this is Meticulous Mess!

I am a wife and a mother of two (very) small children. I go to school full time for Veterinary Technology and I am in my very last semester, so as you can imagine I stay quite busy.

I have been considering blogging for a while. I follow a few blogs that I really love and the ladies (and sometimes gentlemen) that write them are very inspiring. I kept putting it off because I just didn't have a singular topic that I wanted to write about (marriage, mothering, cleaning, hair, pets, gardening, religion, politics, etc). Like everyone else, I have opinions and ideas about everything! Finally, I decided that I would just jump in a write about things that I really care about or that just pop into my head.

Some topics and ideas that have been on my mind to write about lately are just tips and tricks that I have been learning from other people. I'm thinking about housecleaning tricks, juggling school and family, becoming a more passionate Christian, keeping marriage fun, staying healthy, losing baby weight, baking, arts and crafts, parenting issues, gardening. Lots of random stuff.


So, I have never been a blogger before. I'm not sure how a blog about "random" things will work out, but I am looking forward to the adventure!


Does anyone have anything in particular you enjoy reading about? I would love to get even more ideas circulating in my head to write about!