What day is it again?

Do you ever feel like you are spinning in circles and leaving a trail of who knows what?  I have so many things that I would like/need to do but can I get anything done?  NO! Why?  Oh, I don't know...maybe because I am the most unorganized person on the planet coupled with the fact that I have 2 children under the age of 2 (oh yeah..I  am one of THOSE people...and I LIKE it too!)  Or it could be the fact that I have absolutely no idea what day it is except for when Sunday, Monday and Friday roll around.  The only reason I know these is because of James!  Monday he goes back to work, Friday he wears jeans to work, and Sunday cus I always feel guilty not going to church AND James starts to get really grumpy by about 5 or 6 in the evening.  Poor guy, dreads going into that place.  Can't say I blame him since I worked there too and by the end of it I was having panic attacks and spending an extra 5 minutes in my car giving myself a pep talk just to start my day there.  Oh brother!  Since leaving that place I can count the times I have been back to pick up/drop off James...3!  that's it!  I can't even pull into the parking lot with out getting a feeling of dread.  Ok, getting that feeling just talking about it!  Moving on. 

My new years resolution is to be organized yada yada yada.  Actually I heard a sermon on "A new way to pray"  and it was really good!  Talked about praying bold prayers (asking for the BIG things), praying a prayer you know only God can answer (that way you don't second guess whether or not He did answer) and to get moving.  Don't just sit on your bum waiting for God to answer that prayer, do something, start like you know He is going to answer it (because He will, may not be what you hoped for but He always answers).  So the point in this...my bold specific prayer....HELP ME GET ORGANIZED AND BE THE WIFE JAMES NEEDS ME TO BE.  James is a very clean neat person, he likes things put up, I do not.  I like things within reach, if I can't see it, it does not exist.  I forget about it, then loose my mind trying to remember where I saw it last, which is a losing battle since I DIDN'T see it because its put up...in a nice, neat, perfectly content little box, in its perfect little resting place, where it will stay buried there till the end of times (unless James knows where it went and can find it for me).  So I don't put things up, OR I don't know where their home is.  Now this is nothing bad against James at all.  I strive to make him happy, and to be as neat as him, he is a freak tho, no one can be that neat...ok, only everyone in his family.  I wish I was one of them but that would be kind of gross, I would be married to my brother or something.  YUCK.  Back on track here.  The "get moving part" is already started, not going as well as I had hoped.  Everything seems easy in your head but always hits a pothole or 2 when you are physically doing something.  I found some little plastic totes at home depot for .99, lid and all...made James SO excited when I put stuff in them.  The problem is where do I put them when I have put the stuff in them?  I need that stuff, I use it everyday...I can't put it up!  So I have a nice little bin filled with stuff that is now sitting on the bedroom floor so I can keep an eye on the little bugger.  (think Jack Sparrow)  JOY TO THE WORLD, THE LORD HAS COME.  I always sing that when I am at a road block, or frustrated, or going CRAZY!

Well, its a new day, a day to be organized, a day to enjoy what God IS going to do for me and enjoy His blessings on our family AND I know what day it is too!  Its SATURDAY! 

Later Alligator

whats in a name?

So this morning I had been thinking about names and the meanings behind them.  I guess its fresh in my mind because Allie (my sis in law) is getting ready to have twins and is having a hard time finding names she and her husband (along with the very opinionated family) like.  Just about all of us have been on the name hunt right along with her.  If ya get to thinking about it, picking a name is like planning your wedding, has to be "just" right, but oh so hard!  Names are more lasting that's for sure.  Weddings are one day, names are a lifetime.  Boy, do you feel the pressure!  I can remember when James and I were trying to pick Jeremiahs name quite a few heated battles went on.  Of course I had the heated part down pat.  I didn't want any one's opinion on names, I felt that what we pick is gold.  Everyone else gets their chance, let us have ours.  I still feel that way BUT when you are in a family as big and close knit as this one, it really should be every one's job to "help" pick a name.  Also it helps when others know that you have your dibs in on a certain name.  So many babies, so few names.  NOT.  How on earth do you pick a name out of the thousands?  Might be why God made pregnancy last as long as it does, not just for the baby to grow, or the parents prepare, but for the naming process.  (I'm sure that's not the case but it sure sounds good)  SO the point of this post....I have already begun the journey of naming our next baby, I know, I know...you JUST had one Tiffany!  It never hurts to be prepared that's all I am saying.  On my handy dandy IPhone I started a "baby name" list.  Starting to fill up too.  I like unusual names, not off the wall unusual, just ones that are old, and have meaning.  My favorite thing is to look at birth records for the 1900's  thru about the 30's.  Its pretty fun to see what the trend was then compared to now.  When I find one I really like, I look up its meanings.  When the time came to settle on a name for our little man, Jeremiah was high on the list not only cus its cute but because of its meaning.  It means "God will rise up, God will set free".  When we got pregnant with little Jeremiah our marriage was pretty fresh, still is.  By that I mean, still trying to live with someone else under foot 24/7.  learning the ropes I guess you could say.  Like not putting the tools away or actually hanging up the dish rag on the stove instead of a wet heaping mess in the sink that grosses you out when you touch it...yuck.  So I am the tool leaver outer and James is the wet heaping mess in the sink guy.  Anyway, it was a bit challenging to say the least, plus we were really having a hard time agreeing on "when" to have kids.  I wanted them right away or at least in the next year, James 10 years later, of course its not up to us anyway, but still we are human so we have to think we have a say so in the matter.  I had been praying about the whole baby thing and after many tears and countless others getting pregnant around me, God gave me the peace I needed to just let it go and be happy.  Sure enough about a month later when a certain something was a bit on the missing side....BABY. what?  BABY.  WHAT?!?!?!?  yup.  Baby.  I was so scared to tell James for fear he would be mad that I ran to Jenny for...not sure what...comfort mainly.  I knew I couldn't wait long so I bit the bullet and told James...guess what..he was EXCITED.  That told me that God had heard my prayers, felt my tears, knew my heart, knew James' heart and HE knew what was best.  I needed to be ok with what James wanted and just trust Him.  It would all work out.  James and I will agree on one thing (for the first time it seemed lol)  So God will rise up...and bring us a handsome baby boy by the name of Jeremiah.  Now He has blessed us with a gorgeous little bundle of Willow tree...Poor Willow, her name means tree, a graceful slender tree tho.  It is an old name with a beautiful ring to it and one that James and I agreed on right away.  God was working on that one for sure lol, no heated debates for us this time around.  Should I tell my top names for the next kiddos??????  hum....ok, I guess.  For a boy I LOVE Elliot, Elijah, and Henry, for the girls, Hazel, Penelope and Noe (kind of like Cloe) Of course I have about a hundred more for both boys and girls but these are top of the list...today...tomorrow might be different. 
happy hunting, find a name and write it down...too much pressure not to :)
bye Crocodile