Sunday, September 26, 2010


It has been a long three months, but we are finally nearing completion of this project.  I could not be more ready. I have grown weary of being SO busy. Some days, seem nonstop until I drop into bed exhausted. As a mother, I do not like being so busy all the time.  When life is on the go, day in and day out, moments go unnoticed. Meals are rushed, not lovingly prepared and enjoyed. I miss "doing" our home school activities and playing. The past few weeks, school has been worksheets and spelling test.  I must prioritize our day better. I will cherish these moments.

This business is for my husband. I have no desire to manage or run a restaurant. It didn't take me long to miss being a STAY AT HOME MAMA. And it will not be long before I am back to doing just that. :)   My role will be bookkeeper, and that is fine by me.

In two weeks we will open.  And hopefully settle in, to this new part of our life. Our middle.

Walking in His Grace and mercy.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Family Business

Just a family, building a business.
Little ones and big ones working along together.
All of us with BIG hopes and dreams as we work.
 Thankful for loving, hard working, brother in laws.
 My husband has two wonderful brothers(only one pictured). They are the best of friends, the three of them. Good (single) men that serve this family well. They take care of their mom and aunt.  They are wonderful loving uncles to my children.  Did I mention, they are single??  ;) I would just love sister in laws. I pray and pray for these two to find loving wives.

My children are blessed with three good men in their lives.
I never had the chance to meet the father of these men. I truly wish I had. But I know he must have been a fine man because he raised three wonderful sons. 

Working the menu a little today.
This is definitely a keeper. 
                                       French Dip
Boars Head thin-sliced roast beef
and sharp melted cheddar
 on a fresh buttery croissant.
Served with au jus.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Words of Truth

The Bible that is falling apart,
usually belongs to the person
who's life is not.
~Charles Spurgeon

Saturday, September 11, 2010

I run...

Sometimes, I come here to pour out my heart.

I grew up in a toxic home. My father ruled over us like a tyrant. He could be extremely verbally abusive to myself, my mother, and sister.

For years, I would hide out in my bedroom praying for the day to come and I would make my escape. Escape the endless fighting going on all around me.

In the early days of my marriage, I was a real hot head. I didn't understand how beautiful love and marriage can be. I loved my husband dearly, but I could let any little thing send me into a tantrum. Through the kindness and love of my very gentle husband, it didn't take long for me to realize, marriage could be different. Different from the marriage of my parents.

I made a decision in those very early days, to live this life differently. To live in peace. To live in joy. To treat my husband with respect and kindness. To not speak in harsh hurtful tones. To make our home a place of love and happiness.

It was in those early years of my marriage, that my husband guided me back to the love of Christ. For the first time in my life, my heart desired to have a deep personal relationship with Jesus. It was then, that I truly felt God's love for me, and that experience changed my heart forever.

We are not perfect people. But our home is peaceful. No one fights. Well, unless little sister takes big brother's Lego model. But even that is not okay here. We consider fighting and yelling to be unacceptable behavior. We correct their bad behavior and we lead them, by example. My children never hear arguing and fighting between a husband and wife. Not to say we never disagree or rub one another the wrong way about something, but we can talk out the issue. Without raising voices and cruelty!

Sadly, I have people in my life that continue to hurt. The hurt runs so deep, that they can't even see that it's still there.  Like a wound that does not heal. And no matter how much love and guidance I try to put on  it, it just never heals. A dark cloud, that in it's presence, can be suffocating.

So I run. I remove myself from the darkness. Just like that young girl, hiding in her room with a pillow over her head. I run, to the safe loving arms of Jesus. Back to the love in my home, my husband, my children.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

All In A Days Work

Does your day look like mine?

 With all that is going on these days, I am so grateful for slow days at home. Taking life at a turtle's pace. Teaching my little girl the letter J. Big J. Little j. J says jhhh.

My girl figured out recently, that she likes to take showers. Instead of baths. At anytime of the day, I will here the shower running. Just without notice, Gracie is on her fifth shower.
Like playing in the rain.
Tomorrow, she gets a scrub brush while she's in there.
Might as well make herself useful ;)

 Working with my third grader to learn multiplication. Watching the light bulb come on when he gets 2x4 is the same as 2+2+2+2. Ahhhh...wish these moments could last forever.

I was reading today at the Pioneer Women's blog. The "ten rules for blogging." Oh, I failed miserably. I think, that I broke all the rules. Especially, "blog everyday." I want too. Really, I do. By the time I sit down at the end of the day, all I want to do is read what your writing. My favorite mom blogs that I look forward to reading everyday (bellmel and just a fam). Beautiful mothers and beautiful writers. Your words bless me.

Then there's this that has to be tackled.
The never ending laundry pile.
 You know what I'm talkin about.
Mom Jobs!

This lovely pile waiting for me.
 Don't worry, I'll spare you the shot of my bathroom scrubbing duties.
 One day, I'm hiring a merry maid.
yyeeaaahhh.....prolly not, but a girl can dream.

 Arts and craft is my favorite time of day. I'm a crafty mama and I have crafty kiddos too.
Give us some macaroni and Elmer's and we can create a masterpiece.
Or just crayons and paper will do.
Perhaps some watercolors...

Then we're off to Karate where my boy earned a stripe to his white belt.
It was hard but I held back the ugly cry. I can't help it!
Now, in four weeks he'll earn his yellow belt. All bets are off.
A prideful tear will roll.

Just a lovely ordinary day.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

where we are....

Today after fifteen years of employment with the same company my husband gave his notice.

(this two toned paint job is going this weekend)

 In an economy, where people are scrambling for jobs, we are walking away from one. I say "we" because I have prayed and long suffered right along with him all these years. He enjoyed his work but it was the company, the management, and the building that made his work life at times intolerable. Yet, he tolerated.

That's the man that he is. The kind of man that believes a husband provides for the family. That no matter what, it is his job to awake early and put in a full days work. No matter how hard the work may be. He is the husband that encouraged me to leave my professional career two years ago because he knew how my heart longed to raise our children.
 And so today we chart a new path in this Earthly journey.

Just like we knew two years ago, what we were supposed to do, today we know what we are supposed to do. In are fourteen years of marriage, Jason has done one job. He is EXCEPTIONAL (and I'm not just saying that because he is my husband) at what he does. It's his gift. I don't mean the actual work part of his job but the social aspect of his work.  People love him. People he has seen everyday for fifteen years, and people that pass through once a year and stop everytime at the same place just to see and visit with him. The thing is he loves them too. He loves the old retired service men that stop by with their war stories. He loves the older ladies that flatter and tease him. They tell him how "easy on the eyes" he is. His heart is troubled, when a longtime friend/customer comes in to talk because he received the worst news of his life. Cancer. It's spread throughout his nodes. He has no family of his own. Jason is quick to hug, to tell him that he loves him, and of course we pray. The behind the scenes, we pray for a friends total healing.

I tell you all of this to reveal the history of why we are doing what we are doing, today.

(Big red, has got to go. What were they thinking?) 
Like I said before, he loves what he does. Over the years, customers have asked him,"Jason, why don't you manage this place?" It's not like he hasn't been offered the opportunity MANY times over.  With a quick NO THANK YOU!!
Although, he does manage. When an employee has a problem, they come to Jason. They all want to work for him. When the night is busy and chaotic, he is the one that stays calm and gets the job done. The customers find him if there is a problem. He manages.  He can do all the jobs in the building. The customers love him, his co-workers love him, most of management like him. Until now, all the previous year's managers have liked him. They have always counted on him to handle business. For the first time in fifteen years, he works for an all female staff. All but one, love him. The one, she likes nobody. From the sound of it, she seems unstable. I won't go into detail at how difficult she can be, but she has done her best to break a man down.
(I think) Perhaps, it had to come to this, for us to take this leap.

To do what we have talked about and planned all these years.
 To make it happen.

After years of hearing,"you should open your own place."

With twenty years of combined experience between us, yes, I was in the business for years before getting my degree.

We are opening our own restaurant.

(in the construction phase, all that back counter and wall is coming out to make a kitchen)

Just a nice place with a sports atmosphere.
Serving wings, Boars Head subs and salads, and maybe some gator tail too. Tailgating food.

We know the statistics for new restaurants.
One in three don't make it a year. We don't walk into this without knowing. We walk into this armed with our FAITH IN the LORD, our family, and the encouragement of sixteen years worth of friends and patrons to support us.

Trust in the LORD with all your heart;
do not depend on your own understanding.
Seek his will in all you do,
and he will show you which path to take.
Proverbs 3:5-6

My blogger friends, I just want to say, that my priorities as wife and mother will never change. I completely give of myself as encourager to my husband. I will always home school my children. Just not always at home:)  We have to find our way and settle into this new path. Trust in Jesus and loving this family, will always be what matters most.

In humility and gratitude,