Natural is Better....

Every year for my birthday, I usually try to do something nice for myself.. you know to tell myself "I love you, enjoy this treat from me... and PS. don't get any older." Anyway early this month a day before my birthday I went to the nail salon to get some acrylic nails put on. Kiera had just recently gotten hers done and they looked so pretty. I have never really minded my own nails, it is just that I like to keep them polished, and ever since I became a wife... it is a lot of maintenance.. polishing, and then it seems to chip right away, you know after dishes, and laundry, and cleaning, and cleaning, and more cleaning.I thought it would be nice to just not have to worry about polishing and filing. I got the nails... they looked beautiful. But soon they began to get on my nerves, but I waited it out, and decided since I spent money to put them on, I should at least get a refill once. After two weeks I went to have them filled. I was thinking that I'd wait until I needed another refill, and then get them taken off at the salon. Yesterday at work, as I was opening the bathroom door the nail on my index finger popped off. I could not contain myself... it was an opening to take them off... so I bit (gross) and gnawed (really gross) and occasionally ripped the nails off. My nail beds are really sore, and my actual nails will need a little time to get back to normal. I stopped over at Sally's beauty supply and got me a buffer to smooth out the ridges on my poor nails. It is a relief to have them off! They are really pretty on, but they just are not for me. I don't know how some ladies keep them on all the time. So, I am writing this here, so whenever I think I want to get nails on again... I will remember that I really won't like them in the end. Natural is better.

Soon they won't look this bad... I hope!

Summer Toes

The bright, happy flash of color sparkles at me when I take a step. Summer toes mean tank tops, sitting outside, and a variety of flip flops, and cute sandals. These toes are enjoying the warm air flowing through the bedroom window, and the cold tile beneath my feet. It may not be summer just yet... but soon. And my toes?... they are ready.

Tucked Away

We headed for a long weekend getaway to Ruidoso for our anniversary. We celebrated 5 years of I love yous, 5 years of good morning kisses, 5 years of irritating habits (but those habits are what make us, us), 5 years of living our lives side by side, and most importantly besides 5 years of love, we celebrated 5 years of true friendship.

We rented a cabin called Tucked away. It was really nice with a balcony, and jacuzzi.






Another couple and their adorable little girl, Ana Marie joined us.


The weather was beautiful. We saw deer everywhere, so close you could touch.


The stars at night were amazing and bright. I tried to get a picture but all I got was a black sky. We ate, and ate, and then ate some more. Why is it that food tastes so good on a vacation? Breakfast was my favorite. We had eggs, bacon, hashbrowns, waffles, and fresh fruit. Scott made the best scrambled eggs ever!

We strolled the shops in town, where I found the prettiest earrings. The guys raced on go carts, and at night we battled bowling on Wii. My arms were so sore!



It was a blast!

Jolly Memory

Someone filled up the candy jar in the front office here at work. I walked up front to take a treat.... and I spotted some jolly ranchers in the jar.
I. Love. Jolly. Ranchers.
They make my mouth water just thinking about them.
When I was between the dramatic ages of 13 and 16, I liked to be alone a lot. Being an only child I had no problem entertaining myself. An ideal afternoon would be a bag of assorted flavored jolly ranchers, and a good book. I'd curl up in my room reading and happily slurping the fruity, juicy,candy, with my imagination running wild. I can almost feel the breeze flowing in my open window, and remember the smell of my old room.
The minute I tasted one just now, I was instantly taken back to that period in my life. Isn't it funny how something as small as a taste can bring back such vivid memories! Today I would not allow myself to sit and indulge in a whole bag (A whole bag!) of jolly ranchers. The thought of it makes me envision my teeth rotting, and the sugar turning into fat in all the wrong places! But... back then it was fun, and I didn't worry about it at all.
Geez..... all that from a piece of candy.

Contemplation, Awe, and Love

Today I am contemplating about what Jesus went through so that I could have a chance to be with him for eternity. I love him.

Easter Sunday I will also be celebrating my birthday. I like the idea of having my birthday fall on the day that Jesus rose from the grave. I am reminded of one of my favorite hymn's.

Up from the grave he arose;
with a mighty triumph o'er his foes;
he arose a victor from the dark domain,
and he lives forever, with his saints to reign.
He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!

I wish a Happy Easter to all!!