{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Momma's sharing

So normally I have something to share to do with the boys on Show and share Wednesday... today it's something that I want to share about...

House decorating.

Josh and I are in the process of putting a house together for our family. Yay! Problem... I have to commit to a color. Not just one color... multiple rooms... different decorating. Yeah, it's been on my mind.

A few things have occurd though. One, I found out just how handy my husband is. Two, Pintrest. Three, handy man husband plus Pintrest equals honey please do list!

Color.

Two for Twosday

Two for Twosday: two thoughts/ updates/ photos/ something that I don't want to forget or am flat out oober excited about.

1. Josh and I just celebrated our anniversary! So cool to remember all the good times and hard times that we have been through together.

2. Hunting season is among us again! So far we are a buck in : )

August's photos

Month in review

AUGUST


What I'm eating/drinking: Coffee

What I'm wearing: Jeans and a cute top (from Maurice’s)

My last Nook/iTunes/Audible purchase: Last audible purchase was: The Language of Flowers

What I need to do today: I really need to get laundry done, I need to get library books returned, I need to… have a Friday night with my family.

What the kids are doing: School, daycare

How I'm feeling: Good

What I'm listening to: Fast Women

Words to describe this month: Fast… but isn’t that how most of them go?!

Noteworthy: Rian turned 3

What reading/learning did I do this month? One Cold Night, Awakening, A Song of Ice and Fire, The Wedding Girl, A Month at the Shore, Where We Belong, Darker Still and 1Q84

What entertainment did I watch/listen to this month? While my Momma and Brother were in town we went on an Independence tour. This consisted of ridding in a wagon pulled by two mules. It was pretty awesome!

What fun things did I do with my family and/or friends? Just spending time with my Mom and brother while they were out here was awesome. I wish they lived closer.

What gifts did I give and/or receive? It was Mr. Rian’s birthday so he was spoiled rotten as usual.

What special or unusual purchases did I make? Bag balm. My little bro got his first tat. So we went on the bag balm buy.

What illnesses or health concerns did I have? As of right now we are sending prayers up for Louis any that you can send up would be greatly appreciated.

What were my accomplishments this month? Put on a blue birthday party. Yeah, it’s not as easy as I thought it was going to be.

What were my downers this month? Having to say good-bye to my family.

What new things did I try? Ribs. I am not a meat off of bone eater. I like the meat to be off by the time I have to eat it. BUT I tried my brothers BBQ ribs.

How did I do on my goals for the month? With school starting and hose renovations crafts have been put on hold. It is sad… but think of all the fun decorating that is going on in the house!

 

 

i don't care

Recently I read a post on one of my favorit blogs.

Chantelle, I care for a diverse bunch within our world. That's what I care about.

Thank you for putting your words together so well Chantelle!

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Check out the full story here.

This week in Australia we’ve had a few extremist views come out. One, a small extremist group protesting in the City, and a member of Parliament making statements about homosexual people. Both of these things made me a little bit cranky.

I don’t care what colour your skin is. I just don’t.

I don’t care what religion you are. I truly don’t. I don’t have an official religion because my parents didn’t give me one. I’m still exploring.

I don’t care how much money you have in the bank. I’ve worked for some filthy rich people, and been friends with some pretty poor people. I really don’t care. It doesn’t make you a better or worse person. For the record, I don’t have much either.

I don’t care what your hair colour is. I have blonde hair, my siblings have brown, my Dad has black and my husband has red. I really don’t mind.

I don’t care who you love or sleep next to. If Harry wants to marry Barry, I want him to. I hate that it’s against the rules, or that people make stupid comments like this. I think it’s OK for love to have no barriers.

I don’t care if you’re fat or thin, or somewhere in between. I’ve been treated like crap because of the way I look, and that taught me that no one should ever have to feel that way. Most of my best friends and my sisters are slender and petite {everything I’m not} and I love them too. I don’t care what body you have. I really don’t.

I don’t care if you’re not perfect. I’m not either. I don’t mind.

I don’t care what you do for work, or don’t do. I could care less.

I don’t care about the way you walk, or talk, or look, or dance. I don’t care if you have trouble writing, or adding up. I don’t care if you have opinions, or don’t. I don’t care if you prefer savoury over sweet, or if you can’t boil an egg. I don’t care.

I do care if you’re a good person. I do care how you treat others. I do care what words you say. I do care how your heart loves. I do care about how to treat things {property, animals, anything}. I do care how you handle your emotions, particularly anger. The world is a better place for having such a diverse bunch within it. I think.

This is what I care about.

What do you care about?

 

 

Those Who Save Us

Those Who Save Us

By: Jenna Blum

FIVE OUT OF FIVE STARS


What they say:

For fifty years, Anna Schlemmer has refused to talk about her life in Germany during World War II. Her daughter, Trudy, was only three when she and her mother were liberated by an American soldier and went to live with him in Minnesota. Trudy's sole evidence of the past is an old photograph: a family portrait showing Anna, Trudy, and a Nazi officer, the Obersturmfuhrer of Buchenwald.

Driven by the guilt of her heritage, Trudy, now a professor of German history, begins investigating the past and finally unearths the dramatic and heartbreaking truth of her mother's life.

Combining a passionate, doomed love story, a vivid evocation of life during the war, and a poignant mother/daughter drama, Those Who Save Us is a profound exploration of what we endure to survive and the legacy of shame.

 

What I have to say:

I am German. It actually took me many years to be okay with that. I know, at this age no one really cares… but really there are those that still do. It was very refreshing to read a book that took the German stand point. I know what my Grandparents went through, I have heard their stories. It is a hard truth to swallow, the hate, the fear, the terror, the un-known. This book brings to life what really had to be done to save one’s life from the side that you don’t always hear.

The book was great for these reasons:

-The way the story brought to life the horrible things that had to be done to push through.

-The German side.

-The German side that you don’t want to hear.

-An ending that you aren’t able to guess.

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.