Go Tigers Go!

My dad obviously had a hard time knowing who to cheer for during the Memphis vs. Texas game. I knew Memphis would kill them. Go Tigers!! Final Four!! woo hoo!

Easter

Nora refuses to give us a moment's peace. Here is a prime example. Poor dad can't even exercise without her riding on his back. So cute.



Here's some pictures from Easter.

Why I Love My Husband

The reasons I think my husband is the Bomb with a capital B can be summed up in a spiderman sticker. We recently purchased Kevin a beater car, but less of a beater than his previous '87 Volvo, and this one is actually somewhat cool looking. When we bought it, there was some kind of spiderman sticker decal thing on the back windshield. We blew it off, saying we'll just peel it right when we pulled it into the driveway. But, of course, when we got it home, we realized that this spiderman sticker decal thing was part of the window tinting and you must get the tint replaced for the sticker to come off. Hince, my love for my husband. He's driven around with "Spidey" on the back of his used car and not uttered a word of complaint. He's that cool.

I'm a budget geek as of late, and window tinting is at the bottom of the list currently for us, but because of my awesome husband, I don't have to worry about moving it to the top.

Happy 6 years, today. :)



Plus he gave me this cute thing (and a dozen white tulips), so what more can I say. . .

Go Get This Book!!!

I have a book recommendation....whatever you're doing you need to stop and go buy "Irresistible Revolution" by Shane Claiborne. It's incredible.

I took the book with me to a recent school trip to St. Louis and couldn't put it down. I was kind of embarrassed because I had people saying comments like "wow, you're really a reader" (probably thinking what an introvert the guidance counselor is) but I literally couldn't put it down. I won't even try to do it justice by explaining what the book was about, but will say that along with the Bible, it has really rattled and convicted me. It's funny, but as I'm in the middle of this book about how wasteful America is and really focusing on poverty and the marginalized, our bus stops at Lambert's. I'm not sure how many of you readers (all 4 of you) have been to Lambert's, but it's literally the most wasteful restaurant I've ever encountered. We not only stopped once, we stopped twice!! Once on the way there and once on the way home. I really almost had tears streaming down my face when they brought my plate out and I saw the portion sizes. When we finished eating, I looked around at our table. I said "let's count how many meals are left here". In my portion alone, there were probably three meals.

It makes me sick to think how we can sit around, continue our normal, wasteful lifestyles, while there are people out there who are lucky to get one meal a day. I don't understand why there are poor people in this world with so many Christians. America has serious issues. The Christian population has some serious issues. Kevin and I are trying to figure out how we can apply the principals of this book (really, of the Bible, not so much "this" book, but "the" book) to our lives in the season we are currently in. We can easily throw money at the problem, easily. But does that really help them? Really? Yes, too many people are being stingy and not throwing money at the problem, but I want to get to know some poor people. I want to see how they live and help them. I'm open to suggestions. Kev and I thought about going downtown to a park where homeless people hang out and taking lunch every weekend....just eating meals with them. I think it will be a good experience. And as this book reminds us, Jesus was homeless. He chose to be that way. He wasn't interested in the latest fad or whether or not he could buy the next Vera Bradley item that came out. He was interested in justice for everyone.

Most of us were born into a middle class family. It wasn't our fault, we couldn't help it. It is our fault if we get comfortable living our lifestyle of waste. Do we really need all the food in our pantry and refrigerator? Did you need to throw that in the trash or could you find someone who truly needs it? Kev and I definitely have a ways to go, but I'm definitely convicted. I hope everyone will read it.

I'm about to overdose you with pictures (sorry). It took me forever to load everything, I was too lazy to make sure it was in the right order.

I went to St. Louis recently with a group of 7th graders. On a bus. 100 of them. Ughhh. It really was ok and we did some neat "city" things. I rode up to the arch for the first (and last) time. Anyway, while I was gone, my parents came in town to help with Nora. We had a random winter blast in March and when I got home, we immediately put on coats and went outside. It was some kind of weather.

Nora got some clothes and glasses from aunt Tammie for her B-day and I don't think the glasses came off all weekend. She also got some dress up clothes from Mamaw, but spent most of the weekend making Papaw wear the headbands. My dad looked hilarious with his huge beard and a girlie headband. Here's some pics of the weekend. I love the picture of my mom trying to be very GQ in her pose, but the snowflake lands right on her nose. ha!

Saturday was so much fun! We started the day receiving lots of phone calls from family. This year is nice because she can actually talk back to them.



Then we headed down to the Children's Museum.












I'm not sure, but Kevin may have had more fun than Nora. . .

They have a grocery store full of food where the kids can go around and "pretend" shop.






What? You don't buy $7 blocks of cheese??




One last phone call, some birthday cake, then off to bed. (Not for long, though. Apparantly our little 2 year old overdid it on birthday cake and woke up at 4 am screaming "I poopie") Awesome.

Happy Birthday Nora!!