Could we take just a moment and say a prayer for Japan and all those in the pacific region who are suffering from this earthquake and tsunamis? Let us pray and meditate on their safety over the next few days. Let the emergency relief personnel find all those who might be trapped alive. Let them stay safe in rescuing the stranded. Let the healing and rebuilding come smoothly for the people effected. Let God's love show through this tragedy.
Thank you. I have a very good friend stationed in Okinawa and when I heard last night, at nearly midnight here, that the earthquake had been the largest recorded my heart skipped a beat. Thankfully he was logged online and after a few agonizing minutes he responded that he had felt nothing. As you may have read, the earthquake hit mainland Japan. He is alright, and it looks as though our military men and women in Hawaii will be fine too, but the people of Japan and any Americans visiting there are going to be healing for quite some time after this natural disaster. Please keep them in your thoughts and prayers.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
A New Look
I decided to give this blog a new look. I've been doing some blog designs this week and thought I'd make a free background to post on my design blog. I liked it so much that I decided it should go on this blog. I think it's pretty cheery don't you? Pretty soon here I'll be getting a new look myself. I plan on getting my hair and nails done. I'm thinking about getting a perm. I like my hair in curls and it makes it easy to manage in the mornings when LB is demanding his breakfast and the dog needs to go out NOW! lol
As for my nails, I think I'll stick to a simple painted french manicure. My nails are long enough, although fairly brittle this winter, and it makes them look polished without having to worry if they match the outfit I'm wearing that day. Having my toenails painted always makes me feel dainty and feminine. DH painted them for me once while I was pregnant. That was a real treat, but sadly he doesn't have the skill to paint french tips. It was actually really funny watching him paint my toenails. In true guy fashion he painted them like he was painting a wall. It makes me laugh just thinking about it. Awwww... okay, back to what I was saying. Oh yeah, my new blog designs. I'm working on some more free backgrounds and even full templates so if you are interested in grabbing one you should check out my new blog, Crafty Hippo Designs, and give it a follow. I'll be updating it weekly with more freebies.
As for my nails, I think I'll stick to a simple painted french manicure. My nails are long enough, although fairly brittle this winter, and it makes them look polished without having to worry if they match the outfit I'm wearing that day. Having my toenails painted always makes me feel dainty and feminine. DH painted them for me once while I was pregnant. That was a real treat, but sadly he doesn't have the skill to paint french tips. It was actually really funny watching him paint my toenails. In true guy fashion he painted them like he was painting a wall. It makes me laugh just thinking about it. Awwww... okay, back to what I was saying. Oh yeah, my new blog designs. I'm working on some more free backgrounds and even full templates so if you are interested in grabbing one you should check out my new blog, Crafty Hippo Designs, and give it a follow. I'll be updating it weekly with more freebies.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
A Look Inside Who I Am
A couple of days ago I miscarried my fourth pregnancy. Granted there were several silver linings to it; I knew this one wasn't viable because I had absolutely no pregnancy symptoms, I didn't really feel mentally prepared for a second baby, not being pregnant means I can continue losing weight so I don't have to worry about preeclampsia and gestational diabetes when I do become pregnant again, and we have our son so this one wasn't as devastating as the the others... but it is still a sad thing. I had already nicknamed this baby Pumpkin and had been dreaming of pink headbands and frilly dresses just in case it was a girl. We had thought up names for the baby no matter what sex it turned out to be. But listening to me in the ER while they told me I was to lose this baby and reading my subsequent blog posts... you'd never know I was hurting.
I was thinking about it yesterday and to everyone except my husband I seem like the most happy, calm, and understanding person in the world. But really, I suffer from anxiety and panic attacks, worry about EVERY SINGLE THING, and constantly worry about what others think and feel. DH says it's because I'm a giver and I want to make others happy, even at my own expense. I just don't understand how I can be so calm and understanding for everyone but myself. If I can pretend to smile long enough, I find that before long I am actually smiling... why can't I do the same with my own emotions?
I was thinking about it yesterday and to everyone except my husband I seem like the most happy, calm, and understanding person in the world. But really, I suffer from anxiety and panic attacks, worry about EVERY SINGLE THING, and constantly worry about what others think and feel. DH says it's because I'm a giver and I want to make others happy, even at my own expense. I just don't understand how I can be so calm and understanding for everyone but myself. If I can pretend to smile long enough, I find that before long I am actually smiling... why can't I do the same with my own emotions?
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