Girls Gone Wild!

Today at 4:00 pm, I will board a bus with 20 girlfriends and we will head to Columbus, Ohio for a Women Of Faith conference.

This is our sixth or seventh year attending. It is something I look forward to every year.

Here’s a quick list of 13 things I’ll be doing this weekend.

1. Laughing– Oh my word internets, there will be lots of laughing. Lots and lots of laughing. And maybe peeing down one’s leg. (It wouldn’t be the first time!) Did I mention I love to laugh? Oh, and Anita Renfroe will be there, so yes ma’am, you can bet we’ll be doing more than our share of laughing.

2. Eating – Usually at the top of our list. Where are we eating next and do they take reservations? Not to mention the mounds of snacks we’ll share late at night in our hotel rooms.

3. Singing – Last year, three of the girls gave a vocal performance (in the hotel room, mind you) of Harper Valley PTA singing into their hairbrushes. Within minutes the front desk called and asked us to keep the noise to a minimum. I answered the phone and pretended to be half asleep, claiming, “I’ll see if I can find out where the noise is coming from.” We spent the rest of the evening whispering. And giggling like high school girls wondering which room ratted us out.

4. Listening – We’ll spend a great deal of the conference listening to the singers, and the speakers. We’ll hear testimonies, scripture, stories, and experiences. We’ll be encouraged. And ministered to. We’ll hear about Christ’s grace and mercy and how he wants only the very best for us. We’ll also be reminded that no matter how bad things may seem, we are never alone and we are not as goofy as we think. Columbus, Ohio has a great line-up and I’m looking forward to hearing from Anita Renfroe, Nicole Johnson, Marilyn Meberg, Patsy Clairmont, Lisa Welchel, and Sandi Patty.

5. Sleeping – I remember the first time I went on a Women Of Faith trip, I was most looking forward to an entire night of sleep. Would you believe we were up well past 1am and recevieved a wake-up call at 6am. And because I decided to drink about 94 ounces of Dr. Pepper that night, I had to pee twice. Needless to say, we won’t be doing nearly as much sleeping as I’d like.

6. Hosting games on the bus – Remember this post where I shared the bus trip game ideas with you? I’ll be hosting those great games and handing out prizes on the bus.

7. Playing Words With Friends – Oh yes. I will not leave my Words With Friends folks hangin’ I’ll be checking in from time to time on my opponents and hopefully playing some Triple Letter, Triple Word words in between all the laughing, and eating, and dancing.

8. Dancing – With a line-up like Mandisa, Sandi Patty, and Steven Curtis Chapman, you can bet we’ll be dancin’. And singin’. And movin’ to the groovin’ and just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted… oh, never mind.

9. Calling Home – As much as I look forward to spending the weekend with the girls, I will miss my fellas. Terribly. And I will call home frequently just to hear their sweet voices.

10. Waiting – 26 women. 4 to a hotel room. Hair product and apparatuses galore. Restaurants. Bathrooms. Shopping lines.

You name it, we’ll be waiting for it.

11. Singing – Ah, yes, we have some aspiring praise leaders in our group, and some gals who love to let loose in an arena with 10,000 other women when there is little to no chance of them being heard. And of course, those pajama clad gals singing their rendition of Harper Valley PTA into their hairbrushes well past midnight. Ahem!

12. Laughing – What? I’ve mentioned laughing already. Well, we’ll be doing lots of it. For sure.

13. Charging my beloved iPhone – Wow. This is a biggie. I’ve plotted out in my head that my iPhone will have to be charged every 50 or so miles if it hopes to hold up to the rigorous weekend. I’ve got my home charger and my car charger packed and I hope like heck that church bus has a working ‘cigarette’ plug-in hole. In fact, I’m counting on it. Otherwise, I’ll be asking for a table near an outlet at every restaurant. Crossing my fingers that my iPhone battery can keep up.

Like I said.

Girls gone wild.

Wild and crazy.

And crazy is what I’ll be if my iPhone battery gives out.

Spring

It’s Spring here in Wild, Wonderful, West Virginia.

And that mean, lots of blossoms, blooms, and bushes.

There are also beautiful sunsets from my back deck.

And warm sunny days that include buggy rides at Thunder Hills Farm with our friends.

And, of course, pollen.

Lots and lots of stinkin’ pollen.

Which leads to this.

And that’s all I’ve got to say about that.

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American Idol – Top 6

A paint salesman, a glass blower, a mother, a father, a high school student, and a construction worker.

This is your top six and THIS is American Idol.

I love Tuesdays!

Shania Twain is the mentor this week and I’m tickled that the contestants will be singing her songs. McDaddy and I danced our first dance as husband and wife back in 1998 to “From This Moment On” and I really would love to hear Crystal sing it tonight. *Keeping my fingers crossed!*

Lee DeWyze(Looks Like We Made It) – Lee is my favorite contestant. At first, it started out (And I’m talking about the first six or eight bars) a little weird, but, he found his grove and as always he delivers a solid performance with the guitar. I love the raspiness (is that a word?) he brings to each song. Nice change for him. Very nice.

Dang. Shania Twain is beautiful.

Michael Lynch(It Only Hurts When I’m Breathing) – He has such a powerful voice. When he makes it big, he should be singing R&B because it really agrees with him. Beautiful range and awesome job. As always. Shania is crying.

Casey James (Don’t) –  Wow. It’s like someone new is singing. I like the low-key performance on the stool. This might be his best performance. When he mentioned that he was bringing something different, he wasn’t messing around. Great job.

Crystal Bowersox (No One Needs To Know) – Dang. I was wishing she would sing ‘Our Song’… Is it just me or is this a really weird song for her to sing? She is putting her own spin on the sing with all the weird instruments and whathaveyou, but I can think of several songs that she could have knocked out of the park (The Woman In Me, Who’s Bed Have Your Boots Been Under?, Any Man Of Mine, Man, I Feel Like A Woman, Ahem. From This Moment On, Ahem!) She’s either having an off night, or she picked the wrong song. Either way, I suspect she’s safe.

Aaron Kelly (You’ve Got A Way)- Oh, I love this song. His best performance by a friggin’ mile. Way to go, Aaron. Very nice. Calm, Cool. And Collected.

Siobhan Magnus(Any Man Of Mine) – This is one of my favorite Shania songs. And Siobhan is my least favorite of the remaining contestants, so we’ll see how this turns out. She wears some of the goofiest get-ups. Not. A. Fan. That is all. And there’s the squeal. Always the squeal. Go big, or go home. She’s going big. So hopefully she’ll go home.

The judges are singing her praises, but I seriously don’t get it.

Best of the night: Oh, that’s a hard one. I’m going to say Lee.

Or Michael. Or Aaron.

Worst of the night: Siobhan

Should Go & Would Go: Siobhan

What say you?

Bus Trip Games

Tomorrow, I will be headed to Columbus, Ohio with 25 of my closest gal pals for a Women of Faith conference. It will be our seventh trip in as many years.

It’s something I look forward to every year because it means the only bottom I’ll be wiping for 48 hours is my own. The only mouth I’ll be feeding is my own. Don’t get me wrong, I love my sweet boys. I love all three of them, but I love girl-time, too! I’m thankful that I have a hubby that can take care of business when I’m not at home.

If my calculations are correct (and chances are they aren’t because hello? It involves math! And we all know how I suck at math!) I’ve been in charge of doing the games for our Women Of Faith Extravaganzas since that first year seven years ago. It is a task coming up with fresh material each year.

One year, I handed out index cards and each gal had to put one odd fact about themselves on it. As I read the facts, we had to guess who’s weird fact it was.

Another year, I passed around those little individual fun-size packs of M&Ms to each person. As each gal, opened their pack, they gave this information…

Red = tell 1 fact about your childhood per red candy

Green = tell 1 fact about one of your hobbies

Blue = tell 1 fact about one of your job

Yellow = tell 1 fact about your dreams and aspirations

Brown = tell 1 fact about your last vacation

Orange = tell random fact

This year, I’ve written a cute little game that we will play on the bus. I’ll purchase some sort of gift and wrap it neatly. Then, I’ll read this little poem.

Pass The Gift

Send this gift back two seats, lets see who the gift will meet.

Now find the gal with the least amount of hair, pass the gift to her if you dare.

Shift the gift three seats toward the front, then we’ll continue on with the hunt.

Now to the closest mommy who has a girl, and then onto someone who wears curls.

What is the gift, it’s out of sight, pass the gift to your right.

Onto the next, lets not stop yet, give it to the gal with the most pets.

And then twice to the right, but don’t yet boast, lets pass it to the girl who packed the most.

Let’s shuffle it again, this time to the left, too bad nothing rhymes with that.

But we’re not stopping now, no how, no way, lets pass it on to the girl who arrived first at the bus today.

Do you have an April birthday, the gift is yours for a bit, now pass it to the gal who beside you sits.

Now don’t get cross and please don t fight, just pass the gift to your right.

Take this gift with this next clue, give it to the lady closest with eyes of blue.

We’re not done, we’re having a ball, give it to someone you sometimes call.

This is easy and loads of fun, give it to someone who has a son.

First to the left and then back twice, we’re almost done won’t that be nice?

Give the gift to someone tall. Get in gear and get on the ball.

Who will hold the gift now, lets see who it will bring, how bout the lady with the most rings.

What a game, isn’t this clever, give it to someone wearing a sweater.

We’re almost there, just a couple more. Pass it to the person closest to the door.

Send the gift packing, on with your life, send it now to the oldest wife.

And speaking of wives, where is the youngest, pass it to her, even if she has a fungus.

Okay that’s gross, but sure is funny, give it to the first gal who can wave some money.

Now pass it over, don’t hold the gift tight, pass the gift up twice and then to the right.

Now back to the left and then backwards twice, we’re almost there won’t that be nice.

The most buttons we’re looking for now, pass the gift to her, as she takes a bow.

The bow was just for fun though, the gift is on its way, now give it to the last person to arrive at the bus today.

Now toward the front the gift should go twice, we’re almost done, won’t that be nice.

Now Up twice, and back once, this game could go on for months.

We should stop now don’t you agree, the gift is yours whomever you may be.

Whomever ends up with the gift, gets to keep it!

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What I Learned This Week [At The Gym]

 Yesterday, I was on the elliptical machine at the Y, listening to my iPod, minding my own business. That is, minding my business as much as one can at a gym. The fact is that I don’t really like to talk when I’m gettin’ my grove on at the gym.
 
For starters, I am typically experiencing labored breathing which makes it difficult to talk. And, second of all, I just want to put in my time and get out of there because I am a sweaty, stinky, mess. But, as hard as I try to block out all that is going on around me, the fact is that I usually know exactly who is beside me, how fast they are going on their machine and usually what they are wearing.
 
Because that’s how I roll.
 
What can I say, I’ve got a busy-body gene.
 
So, after fifteen minutes of time misery were finished on the elliptical, I moved to my favorite apparatus, the stationary bike. It happens to be my favorite because I can put in 4.5 miles in the same fifteen minutes that it takes me to do 1.3 miles on the elliptical. And between me and my math skills, I figure 4.5 miles is better than 1.3.
 
That, and, because I can sit and play words with friends. Oh, and because it gives me a straight view of the crazy people contortionists who stretch before beginning their work out.
 
So, I get on the bike and start pedalling.
 
Nothing.
 
I pedal faster.
 
Still nothing.
 
I grab my keys, my water, my magazine and my towel and I move to the next bike.
 
After about ten minutes, a young girl and her friend walked over to the bikes. One of the girls did some pre-trial stretching and then mounted the bike.
 
I should have warned her it did not work.
 
But I did not.
 
Because I was minding my own business.
 
She pedalled and pedalled, but nothing happened.
 
So, she stopped pedalling and moved on.
 
After that, I moved to the treadmill.
 
I hate the treadmill.
 
Mostly because I am a klutz and because there is a high possibility that I might lose my balance and tumble off the back of the thing.
 
Don’t think I haven’t thought about.
 
And plotted my story if it does happen.
 
Anyway.
 
I pushed the required buttons, and the thing began to roll. 
 
A few minutes later, an older guy walked over to the treadmill beside of me. He had all kinds of mess going on. Between the Olympic-style stretches, the iPod adjusting, and then some pulse-checking, it was hard to keep up. He then climbed aboard the SS Treadmill. He punched some buttons, then turned around.
 
Backwards.
 
Ahem.
 
Yes, I said backwards. Obviously, he meant business.
 
I was in a perfect position to see this joker in the event that he wiped out.
 
And I watched intently.
 
As intently as I could without losing my footing and wreaking havoc in the gym.
 
Mr. Olympic man bent his legs slightly and began walking backwards.
 
I was totally impressed and contemplated giving him a thumbs up.
 
Instead, I reached for my water bottle and took a drink. And, pretended I knew nothing of his reversed position on the treadmill.
 
After placing the water bottle back in the little holder, I carefully placed the lid on top of the bottle. The lid fell onto the belt and I quickly hopped off of the belt, spread my legs and jumped up on the side bars which almost caused me to tumble.
 
Oh, snap! The whole thing had to be impressive.
 
I pulled the emergency stopping mechanism and backed slowly off of the thing in search of that friggin lid. I was afraid the lid would fall in the groove between the belt and the side bar causing the belt to stop.
 
I found the lid against the stair master behind the treadmill.
 
As I stand there amazed that I didn’t break the treadmill… or my neck, I looked around to see if anyone else might have seen my near-death experience on the treadmill. I retrieved the lid and started it back up again.
 
And, all the while, Backwards Guy was still going strong.
 
Impressive.
 
To say the least.
 
I’ve learned a lot during my time at the Y. I’ve learned that it’s better to listen to fast music than the slow, drawn out country lyrics about a woman, a dog and a truck.
 
I’ve also learned that the Young and The Restless is not nearly as interesting when you have to depend on closed captioning.
 
Oh, and I’ve also learned that the possibilities of looking ridiculous at the gym are unlimited. If you factor in the busy body gene, an iPod, a water bottle, a gossip mag, and a treadmill, you’ve upped your odds of making a complete fool of yourself. It’s a pretty safe bet that I won’t be walking on the treadmill backwards anytime soon.
 
What about you? What did ya’ll learn this week?

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Another Edition of Not Me! Monday

It’s Monday and as you know that means another edition of Not Me! Monday.

You know, as in the first day of the week, Monday. Laundry day. The day where I admit to doing all kinds of goofy and embarrassing stuff. Not that I ever do anything goofy, or embarrassing.

No. Not me. 

It wasn’t me who just cleared 28 spam comments from my blog dashboard while wondering how it is that the spammers copied comments from real, live blog readers and posted them as their own.

Spammers.

I don’t get it.

I understand that these sorry saps are trying to drive people to their sites. But, um, there are other ways. Plenty of other ways.

Other ways that do not include leaving SPAM comments on mommy blogs. Because when your comments includes the words ‘while searching for lyrics online’ and ‘this is an awesome post, thanks for posting it for us’, and ‘can you give me some tips on how to have an awesome blog like this one’ um, you can pretty much assume that your comment will never see the light of day.

Spammers.

Get a stinkin’ life.

Do something productive.

Like play words with friends. Or work out. Or Facebook. Or Twitter.

Seriously. Anything productive.

Not that I do any of those things.

Ahem.

How ’bout you? What haven’t you done today?

Twenty Questions

A few days ago, I played twenty questions with this little guy….

1. What is something mom always says to you? To Clean up

2. What makes mommy happy? Hugging you and kissing you.

3. What makes mommy sad? Uh, not giving you kisses and hugs

4. How does mommy make you laugh? By tickling me.

5. What was mommy like as a child? Did you like ponies whenever you were a little girl?

6. How old is mommy? I don’t know.

7. How tall is mommy? About this tall *holding hands about 18 inches apart*

8.What is my favorite thing to do? Like shopping.

9.What does mommy do when you’re not around? Goes somewhere like Stevie’s school or maybe just stay home.

10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for? I don’t know.

11.What is your mom really good at?  Like exercising and changing the laundry.

12.What is something mommy is not very good at? Fixing something like vehicles.

13.What does your mom do for her job? I don’t know. Do you have a job?

14.What is mommy’s favorite food? Candy

15.What makes you proud of your mom? When you are buying something for me and Stevie.

16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be? Jerry

17. What do you and your mom do together? Go shopping to get color changers…

18. How are you and your mom the same? We’re both persons

19. How are you and your mom different? Because you’re a girl and I’m a boy.

20. How do you know your mom loves you? Because you rub my back

What fun. I love it that we’re both persons and that he is mine.

Thursday Thirteen – Workout Tunes

It has begun.

Or is it began?

The Great Weight Loss Effort of 2010 is underway. On Sunday, I spent the better part of an hour on iTunes purchasing some new workout tunes. Because really what motivates a person to work out more than a good tune. Well, besides the stinkin’ scale of course. But I’m not here to talk about the scale.

Except to say that the scale is of the devil.

That being said, here are 13 great workout tunes that will help you trudge through the monotony. I might run this from time to time, because certainly there are more than thirteen on my iPod. As I shuffle through my entire playlist, I’ll pick the first 13 that strike me as great workout tunes.

1. Electric Boogie (AKA The Electric Slide) – Might sound cheesy, but I love it.

2. Oh Happy Day (BeBe Winans) – Great beat. Good message.

3. Play That Funky Music (Adam Lambert & his guyliner) – Obviously not his biggest fan,  but I give credit where credit is due. I purchased several of his AI performances from iTunes. It was my favorite performance of his.

4. Made To Love (Toby Mac) – Oh. My. Word. I love this one. I was made to love you, I was made to find you, I was made just for you, Made to adore you, I was made to love. And be loved by you. Seriously. You need to get this one.

5. Tell Me What We’re Gonna Do (Joss Stone) – I tell you what I hope we’re gonna do. I hope we’re gonna lose some of this booty. With Joss’ help, it might be a little easier.

6. Stayin’ Alive (Matt Giraud) – Another wonderful performance from American Idol Season um, I don’t remember. Maybe the last one? Whatever. It’s a great tune in the gym, in the car, or when you’re over at a friends house sitting at her counter writing this post while she’s making some gluten-free fresh bread. Which smells yummy by the way.

Sorry. The bread. It got me off track. Now, where was I?

Number seven.

Ah, yes.

7. These Thousand Hills (Third Day) – This isn’t the fastest song in the shuffle, but it puts some pep in my step.

8. Give Me Your Eyes (Brandon Heath) – Brandon Heath can sang. And his song, ‘Give Me Your Eyes’ gives me something to think about in the midst of the madness.

9. Joy & Pain (Rob Base) – This one takes me back. W-A-Y back. Like back when I was young and carefree. And skinny. *Sigh*

10. Ragdoll (Aerosmith) – Love Aerosmith. Steven Tyler and posse can rock it out.

11. Have Fun, Go Mad (Blair) – One of my favorite songs from back in the day. If you don’t know this song, you should go to You Tube and find it. Or Google. Or wherever. It can motivate you to move a little faster no matter what the task. Just ignore the part about “bottles of beer” and think instead about Dr. Pepper.

12. There Is A Way (NewWorldSon) – This is my second favorite song on KLOVE right now. My boys sing along with it every time. Oh, and my favorite song right now is Matt Maher’s new one called ‘Hold Us Together’.

13. Shoop (Salt-N-Pepa) – Can you say 1992, or quite possibly 1993? On your mark, get set, go, let me go, let me shoop, to the next man in the three-piece suit, I spend all my dough, ray me, cutie, Shoop shoop a-doobie like Scoobie Doobie Doo… I could go on and on with this one….

What about you? What’s your favorite work-out tune?

Sweetness

 I am a blessed gal. I have a sweet little family and I love my life.

We are healthy.

And we are rich.

Oh, not by society’s standards, mind you.

But by our own standards. Rich in blessings. And love. And health. And every other thing that matters.

I’m blessed to have three sweet, sweet fellas in my life. In fact, there’s lots of sweetness in my life.

Sweet Peas.

Sweet smiles

 Sweetie Pies

Sweet cheeks 

Sweethearts.

And sweet dreams.

Lots of sweetness from my sweeties! I am blessed indeed.

This post is linked to I Should Be Folding Laundry’s You Capture Carnival where this week’s theme is “Sweet”.

Next week’s challenge – Spring