Family Times...

Wednesday night my Uncles came over and took us out to dinner. Of course, by now, you're all familiar with the ritual and you know that we've been making it a priority to meet with everyone we can for dinner or lunch before we leave(which is in 11 days). We made plans to meet at our place and then scoot over to Tower Cafe, which happens to be one of my FAV restaurants. I indulged myself in their killer Chinese Chicken Salad and shared some corn chowder soup with David. And I wouldn't think of leaving there without having a side of their homemade bread. It's so delicious! Cylas did really well, considering his previous attempts to sit still in a public place for more than three minutes. We brought a backpack(his very own backpack), newly purchased from Target, stuffed full of diapers, wipes, toys, books and whatever else. It's about time he start carrying his share of the load...hah. It's kind of nice to have my bag back. No more dripping tippies causing everything to stick to my phone and camera. If you can imagine, I pulled my phone out and had to rip a receipt off of it before I could use it. I didn't know milk was an adhesive agent. So, back to our dinner. We sat and brought each other up to speed on our lives and generally just enjoyed each other's company. It was really nice.

Stinky Icky

I don't know why but, I think this is a great article. I found it while perusing the net. I've met plenty of people with bad breath and it really is frustrating to me. I can't stand talking to them because, the whole conversation I'm suppressing my gag reflex. If they sit in my car, my whole car fills up like a toxic fumes plant and my windows turn a filmy green. That's when I roll the window down a crack, lie and say that "it's stuffy in here" or "look at how much dust is floating around. Let's let it escape" and then I turn my head to the side and act like I can actually see the dust leaving the car(sometimes I can). So, if you have a friend...who needs some tips...please, give this to them before they introduce themselves to any more poor, unsuspecting souls about to die from halitosi-cal exposure(and NO that's not a word but, I did derive it from halitosis).

Saving the Planet from one bad breath breather at a time

Tried, but not yet proven to be helpful:

• chewing on parsley
• chewing special gum
• eating yogurt
• chewing fennel seeds
• chewing magnolia gum

Some research indicates it might help:

• rinsing with antibacterial mouthwash
• brushing with baking soda
• popping peppermint oil
• scraping your tongue

Proven health habits to keep bad breath at bay:

• staying hydrated
• munching on fruit
• brushing frequently
• quitting smoking
• eating breakfast
• flossing daily
• seeing dental and medical professionals to rule out underlying problems

Heppy Balentimes Dey!

Hmmm, I must say that this particular Valentine's Day was unique. Both my husband and child were sick and I wasn't feeling too great myself. David came home early from work and knocked on the door hoping to surprise me. But, I didn't hear him knocking because, I was on the phone and the microwave was humming in the background(not to mention I saw him pulling up the side street...shhhhhh!) Well, he thought that I was too scared to open the door because, he hid around the corner and there was no one in the peephole that I could see....mmm, actually, I just didn't hear him pounding. I wish I had! So, he came in holding a cute little pot of pink flowers and my favorite Jamba Juice!! It was so sweet. But, after only being home two minutes he was blowing his nose...
At around 5:40 we headed off to our reservation at Kabob House(our ALL time FAv), for some good Greek food! Poor David was looking at me through watery eyes and sniffling all through our meal. And I was trying to tell myself that I wasn't getting a fever. The food was great but, I was on the verge of getting really nauseous due to the headache that was threatening to kill me with its incessant, dull pounding. Meantime, Cylas was home with a temp of over 101 degrees! My mom was kind enough to watch him while we took just a little over an hour to "enjoy" Valentine's Day. It was nice to be with my sweetheart, that's for sure. So, the aftermath is: Cylas slept with us last night and puked up in our bed, I got MAYbe 3 1/2 hours of sleep, David is now holed up in bed with a horrid fever and cough...Cylas is better but his eyes still look soft...and me, well, I'm the last woman standing. I feel fine(crosses fingers). I've been guzzling water and playing nurse. Heppy Balentimes Dey...*sniff*

New Links

I put up some links on my blog...check them out! I secretly enjoy crafts and I found a blog that shows you some very interesting ones!! I also found a blog from a soldier who is in Iraq...enjoy. If anything controversial or compromising arises let me know and I'll nix them.

Ministry...Vision...

Ok, so, I was on the phone with my little sister the other day and we were talking about life and our ideas. She mentioned that at a recent staff meeting the subject of having a ministry and vision arose. Her exact words were "have a vision for your ministry". My mind started working. I just love it when my thoughts, that tend to lurk unfocused in the background come to the forefront.
Subconsciously, I have been thinking about my "ministry" and what I'm supposed to be doing with my life. It seems like this move to Pennsylvania is going to be one big open door and am I going to produce fruit when I walk through it!? Ministry, ministry: it sounds through my mind like a heart beat. I've been told that I have many talents...but, which one is the golden ticket?? Which is the one that I need to use as a light for the world and a testimony? Recently, my desire to be a journalist resurfaced. I haven't felt that tug in a long time. But, I imagined myself with a tape recorder up to my mouth talking about someone's incredible testimony in their search for God.
But, my greatest fear is that I'll never make anything of myself and I'll be just another person who "lives for God". I mean, I'm not young ...well, really young, anymore. The time is now or never. So, the first step I'm going to take is to write down the talents that I want to make sure grow and then, I'm going to make a plan as to how to grow them. I'm a little scared and I feel like this is way bigger than I am. Ok, God, here I am...let's go
Misha