Ok, so I took six months off from blogging. No biggie! I'll be working to get caught up. For now, here's the new arrival!!!!
Landon David Luker was born September 2, 2011 at 6:24pm. 7lbs 14 oz and 20 inches long!
Monday, September 19, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Broccoli Cheese Fiasco
Last night I made Broccoli Cheese soup--it turned out pretty well. I had just enough to take to work for lunch, gotta love it. I go down to the break room to heat it up for lunch, transfer the soup into a bowl, things are still looking good. I put the soup in for a minute--too cold. Another minute--just perfect. I wedge the microwave door open and grab my soup. But wait! The flimsy paper bowl bends completely in half. Flashback to Niagra Falls.
Below is a list of everything that this soup hit when it went flying, in order of importance:
1. My boss
2. My co-worker
3. My pants (and we're not talking a few little sprinkles)
4. The table
5. The wall
6. The chair
7. The other chair
8. The coffee maker
9. The floor
10. The microwave
11. My shirt
12. My sweater
13. My work ID badge
You get the picture. But I'm going to go ahead and hand it to myself right now. Did I overreact? No. Did I scream, yell, huff and puff or anything of the like? No. Did I even try to scrub the Broccoli Cheese soup off of my clothes? No. In fact, I cleaned up the damage, sat down and enjoyed some dang good soup (What was left of it). So, in true Sirrine Family style--it's not a meal until you spill something.
Below is a list of everything that this soup hit when it went flying, in order of importance:
1. My boss
2. My co-worker
3. My pants (and we're not talking a few little sprinkles)
4. The table
5. The wall
6. The chair
7. The other chair
8. The coffee maker
9. The floor
10. The microwave
11. My shirt
12. My sweater
13. My work ID badge
You get the picture. But I'm going to go ahead and hand it to myself right now. Did I overreact? No. Did I scream, yell, huff and puff or anything of the like? No. Did I even try to scrub the Broccoli Cheese soup off of my clothes? No. In fact, I cleaned up the damage, sat down and enjoyed some dang good soup (What was left of it). So, in true Sirrine Family style--it's not a meal until you spill something.
Friday, March 11, 2011
There Is Beauty All Around
Oh, come on. I had to use the ever-classic hymn in the title of a blog post. Do you ever feel like you're just going through the motions, and not taking the time to ENJOY the amazing things we've been blessed with? Sometimes I feel like that. Today as I left my office and was walking back to my car I was feeling like it. Thinking about how I was tired. Thinking about how it was Friday. Thinking about how I was hungry--again. As I crossed a graffitied (is that a word?!) bridge, passed a run down billboard and trash on the sides of the street I was almost to my car. I looked ahead of me at a car repair shop I usually parked by. There were lots of run down cars and the usual dirt, grease, peeling paint, and grime that accompany a place like that. And then I saw the most beautiful cherry blossoms. Lovely! Right in the middle of all those cars! And it made me think, just for a second, about how lucky I am to have what I have and be where I am. And it made me realize that if I would just trade a few minutes of my meaningless thoughts for grateful ones my life would be better. I'm going to strive for that.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
TWIN PACK!
This will be a short post--a picture is worth a thousand words. You may recall "The Peanut Butter Incident." And you may recall me saying that we purchased a twin pack. Well, one jar is in the trash--empty. I'll let you guess what happened to the second jar. Again. I mean, really. Life is rough.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
I Believe In Tender Mercies
I believe in tender mercies. Sometimes they're so small that it almost makes me laugh, but I so appreciate them. I experienced one of these small miracles today. Sure, it's one that may make you laugh, and I can accept that, because I laughed too. But I also stopped and thought about how wonderful it is to have a Heavenly Father who answers unspoken prayers.
So, today at work I had an upset stomach all day. Nevertheless, I was starving! The two didn't mix so well because when I went to eat my lunch, it just didn't sound good at all! I choked down parts of it, and enjoyed a bite or two, but I was still so hungry and nothing sounded good. Then, I remembered that I had been wanting spaghetti for the last couple of days. I don't know why! Spaghetti! It's not even that great. But I wanted it so bad. I kid you not, I honestly thought, "What I would not do for some spaghetti right now." But I was defeated, knowing that there was nowhere around where I could get any.
I finished up the rest of what I could for lunch and headed back to my office still feeling hungry and grumpy. I decided to stop by the break room on the way to get some hot chocolate, even though that didn't even sound that great. As I entered the small break room, and I KID YOU NOT, there was a massive tray of spaghetti with a sign on it that said, "Please help yourself!" Are you serious!? Yes!
I was so happy! I mean REALLY happy. I did help myself, and it was delicious. Then, I walked back up to my office chuckling to myself about the ridiculousness of what had just happened. And then I stopped to think, and although I was laughing somewhat at this point, and am still semi-laughing about this now, I honestly feel like I was blessed with spaghetti. I know we are blessed with the small things that we need, and it is just a sign that we are loved, and we are being looked out for.
Disclaimer: I won't judge you for laughing at this story, but you also have to admit--it's pretty cool.
So, today at work I had an upset stomach all day. Nevertheless, I was starving! The two didn't mix so well because when I went to eat my lunch, it just didn't sound good at all! I choked down parts of it, and enjoyed a bite or two, but I was still so hungry and nothing sounded good. Then, I remembered that I had been wanting spaghetti for the last couple of days. I don't know why! Spaghetti! It's not even that great. But I wanted it so bad. I kid you not, I honestly thought, "What I would not do for some spaghetti right now." But I was defeated, knowing that there was nowhere around where I could get any.
I finished up the rest of what I could for lunch and headed back to my office still feeling hungry and grumpy. I decided to stop by the break room on the way to get some hot chocolate, even though that didn't even sound that great. As I entered the small break room, and I KID YOU NOT, there was a massive tray of spaghetti with a sign on it that said, "Please help yourself!" Are you serious!? Yes!
I was so happy! I mean REALLY happy. I did help myself, and it was delicious. Then, I walked back up to my office chuckling to myself about the ridiculousness of what had just happened. And then I stopped to think, and although I was laughing somewhat at this point, and am still semi-laughing about this now, I honestly feel like I was blessed with spaghetti. I know we are blessed with the small things that we need, and it is just a sign that we are loved, and we are being looked out for.
Disclaimer: I won't judge you for laughing at this story, but you also have to admit--it's pretty cool.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
"I Think It's Cool to Have a Mom"
This is something my mom said to me when she dropping me off at the airport, and it's so true. I love my mom. She is honestly amazing. My trip to St. Louis was tons of fun, but it did end in me being really sick the last two days. Somewhere I picked up a flu-like bug and I could feel it coming on. The biggest disappointments were not being able to go to Bandana's BBQ for fabulous ribs and my favorite applesauce of all time (odd combination, but it works), not being able to go see the Arch, and being forced to lay on the couch all day (although I did enjoy a 'Cake Boss' marathon, and that show is cool!)
But once I started to feel sick--mom to the rescue. My mom made me a bed on the couch, got me a kleenex box, vapo rub, water, orange juice, etc. She was constantly asking me what I needed and bringing me in little meals. She was so attentive! I felt spoiled and told her so as we sat in the airport. "You're the best mom. You took such great care of me!" And that's when she said, "I think it's cool to have a Mom. That's what we're there for, to take care of our children." I hope that I don't just take and take from my mom--that I give back too, but I just love the idea, that she is always there for me and she WANTS to take care of me when I'm down.
I love my mom and I'm excited to someday be in her shoes and feel that love for my children. Just a little thought for the day.
But once I started to feel sick--mom to the rescue. My mom made me a bed on the couch, got me a kleenex box, vapo rub, water, orange juice, etc. She was constantly asking me what I needed and bringing me in little meals. She was so attentive! I felt spoiled and told her so as we sat in the airport. "You're the best mom. You took such great care of me!" And that's when she said, "I think it's cool to have a Mom. That's what we're there for, to take care of our children." I hope that I don't just take and take from my mom--that I give back too, but I just love the idea, that she is always there for me and she WANTS to take care of me when I'm down.
I love my mom and I'm excited to someday be in her shoes and feel that love for my children. Just a little thought for the day.
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| Here is me, my mom, and her mom (Grandma Wride) |
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