tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091411719357032782024-02-19T03:06:44.550-08:00Good Luck Keeping Up, I Can't Even Do It...Life as a soccer mom isn't always easy, but in the end it is OH so worth it!This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.comBlogger443125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-56350019652506637642015-11-12T22:08:00.002-08:002015-11-12T22:10:38.235-08:00Jose passed and now the fun begins...After 16 years of my husband pursuing his dream, he finally made it his reality! You have no idea how stinken proud I am of him. Well maybe you do because I do brag on him quite often :-)
16 years ago he began studying to obtain his business license. After a few years and many bumps in the road he switched his focus from a Landscaping License to a General Contractors License. People honestly thought he was over his head with getting a General but he has never been one to settle for mediocracy. He studied for many years and he just wasn't getting it. We felt like it was time for him to stop and see where God directs him. He worked with a company for just about 4 years. We thought he would be with the company for the long haul, even though the housing/building/construction was taking a nose dive. We were told he would be kept and work would still be there for him.
Well, things took a turn for the worse after a while. Someone we thought we could always count on began to turn and personalities began to shift. After a while Jose was being verbally abused and he dealt with a lot of difficult circumstances we would have never expected. After a while some things happened and he was blind sided and fired. At the time we didn't see it as a blessing. Our family suffered financially for many years and we are still trying to pull ourselves out of some pits. BUT, when Jose and I look back we can see that what happened was a blessing from God. God likes to work that way. He turns our mess into a message and uses what satan intended to harm us with to use as our testimony. I guess without bad things happening, we wouldn't see where God steps in and works.
Jose reenrolled in school to pursue his dream of obtaining his General Contractor's license. 5 years, thousands of dollars, MANY sacrifices and a lot of time away from his family got him to where he's always dreamed....owning his own business! I knew going into this that once he obtained his license it was going to be yet a new chapter. Time to start again in another area of our lives. Shift was going to happen and I for one DO NOT like change! Not only has he been working like crazy but so have I. Learning about licensing, bonding, insurance, just to name a few. And doing that on top of Jazzercise, Pampered Chef, the church's Thanksgiving Outreach and being a mom (have I mentioned I spend 3 hours out of my day driving kids around!?! That's NOT counting dropping Adriana off and picking her up from soccer practices. My schedule is INSANE right now!).
Just today Jose got up at 4am to leave the house at 5am and drive to Huntington Beach. From that job he drove to Redlands to do a job he will be working on in the evenings. I pretty much won't be seeing my husband for the next few weeks until he finishes this job. He is talking working Sundays also. Yeah, we are exhausted (that might be an understatement)! BUT, I've always learned that with focus, hard work and dedication we will get where we want to be.
I desperately need a vacation or at least a night out. But, this is my life right now. I will learn to find my silver linings every day as I eat my elephant. God has us here for a time and when we have completed whatever it is we will move on to the next chapter of our life story. Trust me, I have my days when I see my friends out enjoying themselves. But I know our time is coming. I'm grateful that I have a husband that I truly enjoy being with. As difficult as this time is that we are in, I'm going to enjoy every minute of it. Hey, maybe with him working so much at night, I might have more time to sit with my thoughts and blog. Here's to hoping :-)
Be blessed wherever you are in your journey. You won't be there forever...
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This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-43413245041838082232015-09-14T21:30:00.001-07:002015-09-14T21:30:20.571-07:00Little Dom in the hood<br />
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We recently moved (I guess another blog post I should write) a few streets down from our last home. Dominic NEVER went out to play, unless Jose and I were out front and actually forced him to play. Dominic has never rode a bike, he has never wanted to learn. Dominic doesn't play sports, just not his thing. Dominic never had friends around us to play with. I've been concerned for him. Wondering if he plays at school, if he "fits in", etc. He has told me about his friends but never tells me about him playing. I've always encouraged, supported his likes and tried showing him different options. </div>
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Well, we moved here on September 1st. We noticed the girls across the street are girls that Dom has been in class with for a few years and has gone to school with him since 1st grade. Found out his best friend lives about 5 houses down from us. Another friend of his lives right behind us, and quite a few more lived down the street. I have never seen this kid so happy to go play outside. He comes home, gets his stuff done and goes out to play. I call him in for dinner, he eats, goes right back outside to play. He played so much today that after he showered he was complaining that his feet & legs were hurting him. Yes, that is how out of shape he is (not to mention, he does have flat feet and they bother him from time to time). </div>
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I am ecstatic! One thing I've always prayed and been worried about is Dom not having friends, not living a life like a little boy should, not making/having friends and making memories. This move has been rough on all of us in many ways, but it is a HUGE blessing in SO many ways! This is just one of the many that I need to share about.</div>
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God truly hears our hearts cries, even the little ones that seem so meaningless to us. Once again He has shown me, "Yes Melissa, I care".</div>
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Well, we will see how well I do from here on out.....This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-33847684270520893202014-09-22T20:17:00.000-07:002014-09-22T20:17:56.779-07:00Next Up...The Best YesI have been meaning to devote some time on here and blog ever since I was asked to look up the very <a href="http://herrerababies.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-birthing.html" target="_blank">first time I started Jesus Girlz</a> but I kept putting it off. Today I'm not and if it takes me 3 hours just to finish this blog post, GOSH DARN IT, I am going to do it!<br />
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So our new study is <a href="http://thebestyes.com/" target="_blank">The Best Yes</a> by <a href="http://lysaterkeurst.com/" target="_blank">Lysa Terkuerst</a>. I absolutely adore Lysa! Her teaching, her speaking, the way she explains things and opens your eyes to what God is teaching us through His word. She has become my Bible Best Friend (May not be a real person but to me she is!). Jesus Girlz have done 3 of her studies and she hits it on the head every single time!<br />
I always tell my girls, "I am afraid to start 'this' study because I KNOW God's word is going to be tested in my life and I'm going to have to stand on the promises that are being given to me in the study." Sure enough, it never fails!<br />
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After looking back recently, I realized how much my life has changed through these studies. Growing in Him, learning His word, building a relationship with my Lord. I truly wished I would have blogged more so that I can not only go back and read where he has brought me from and what he has taken my family out of. But also so that others can come and read it for themselves.<br />
It is my prayer that I not only complete another study, but that I can blog my way through it. Touching lives of those who may need that hope that is only given through Christ. <br />
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Am I terrified of what I am going to go through, ABSOLUTELY!<br />
But, I trust Him. No matter what my family will face (because this is life and we are always facing something) He will get us through and we will grow stronger from it.<br />
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I also pray that through my testimony you can see that God is good! His grace is always sufficient for us, it's not what we do but what He did! <br />
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So, on that note...Yesterday I had to say my Best Yes and I was NOT happy about it! My BAFF called to see if I was busy. Her hubby was going to keep the kids for the day while she got a day away. Did I have "plans"? No. Not technically. <br />
Reading the study and talking with God, trying to iron out my life and the things that I need or should be doing to make my family's future better. My plan is for Mon & Tues to hit Jazzercise at 5:25am then come home, get kids ready for school, take them to school, get home no later than 9:00 am and get working! So, yes, I should be working but I didn't 'HAVE' to.<br />
I had to make my best yes decision. I wasn't happy about it at all! I want a break, I want to get away and hang out with a friend (I seriously NEVER do it! Last time was 5 months ago, one morning after Jazzercise I went to breakfast), I wanted to get away. BUT, I had to say The Best Yes and I had to tell her 'no' so that I could say yes to my work. In the end, I'm glad I did. I was able to make some connections and get some follow up information to get rolling on bringing in some new accounts.<br />
We can always find an excuse as to why we should do something other than what we should really be doing. I have a feeling I am going to be kicking and screaming my way through the next few months until I learn to always make the better decision, in all areas of my life.<br />
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Here's to the first Best Yes Decision....Praying I have several more!<br />
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PS, it took me 6 hours to do this blog post ;-)<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">~Anthony's Senior Year Activities & Planning</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">~Jazzercise Training & Audition</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">~Relay For Life</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">~Jose's new adventure</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">~Bible Study</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">~Mom...That is an ENTIRE blog post for itself!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">~My new job and endevour</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">~Life in general (Kids, Home, Church)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Anthony's senior year activities: He has Prom coming up, Senior Awards, Grad Night, Senior Trip, Senior Dinner and then Graduation (Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa). This is all happening between now and June 4th. I still need to get his pictures done, announcements done and I'm planning his graduation party. I am super excited but then I have my moments I can't believe my baby is graduating. I know, some people think I'm over dramatic or whatever but this is my baby! I was 17 when I had him. I have moments that I look at him and am in awe that he is MINE! God blessed me with this kid. There are moments I want to strangle him and smack the crud out of him so he can realize the dumb things he is doing. But all in all he is a good kid. I want to give him an amazing senior year and graduation party. He deserves it!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Jazzercise: I received an email last night and started BAWLING! I am truly in disbelief that I am doing this. Yes, I've had my ups and downs with it. But this past week I met and trained with Tana and Jamie. The feedback and encouragement really helped. I feel like I am going to do this! No more trying, I've got this! When I read the email, I sent Jamie a message to make sure she received it also. Not to put Jamie on the spot but this meant a LOT to me! This was our convo: </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I was terrified about the money situation but God is opening doors. I guess this is my time. I'm terrified, excited, anxious, feeling of doubt at times. But I know, If God Is For Me Then WHO Can Be Against Me? Yes, it does pertain to Jazzercise too! So, to make an official announcement...June 13th is my OFFICIAL Audition Date!!! That is 9 days after Anthony's graduation. Too imagine us both making a HUGE step together is awesome!!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 14.079999923706055px; white-space: pre-wrap;">My new job/en devour: HEE HEE! SO, I am super stoked and haven't told too many people because I am kind of taken back by the whole thing. BUUUUUTTT, sometime after Relay I will be head of Sales & Marketing for a local company. I don't want to put the name out there as of now, because I don't want to cross any lines with my new "boss". But I am UBBER STOKED to take on this new position. I have been praying and asking God to give me an avenue that I can start making good money (Pampered Chef is good, if I keep consistent. I've been having issues with keeping a consistent calendar). Well, a door opened up last year and I wasn't sure what was going to happen. I sat down with her in February and we discussed some details and the job in depth. I accepted the position but let her know I can't take it on until after Relay. It just takes too much out of me. She was/is ok with that. So after Relay we will be sitting down and transitioning me into my new position. Of course, I'm nervous about that also. Finding a daily routine, focusing time to my new position along with the rest of life, making sure I get everything else done that needs to be done, etc. </span></span></div>
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This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-39370885253533313542014-03-28T15:19:00.000-07:002014-03-28T15:25:19.856-07:00A letter to my SisterAdriana had to do an assignment in one of her classes, she wrote a letter to Delayna. She shared it with me and instead of stashing it and loosing it, I figured I would blog.<br />
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Dear Sister,<br />
I love you with all my heart. Even though you drive me bonkers, I will always be here for you. When you grow up you're going to want to have a boyfriend, wear makeup, want to cuss to fit in. You won't need to do that because you're going to be perfectly able to fit in. You say now you want to be like me, dress in my clothes, wear my makeup, have long hair, wear the same shoes but you need to express yourself the way you want. You will try your hardest to fit in with people that you think are cool. But your true friends will see that you are perfect just the way you are. You won't need makeup or to do your hair everyday. First because your going to damage your hair and then your going to dye it. You will make stupid mistakes but your mistakes will be what forms you into who you're true personality and make you unique from everyone else. You're an intellegent little girl right now and your so funny, crazy and so you. I don't want you to ever lose sight of who you really are.<br />
I can't wait for you to grow up and see where you're going to go in life because you can do ANYTHING in your wildest dreams. You're going to discover who and what you will become and I can't wait for you to tell me how stupid you were with your friend and the first boy you kissed (because you can't tell Papa or Mama). But I'll be watching you every step you take when you grow up. Even though I may be 1,000 miles or 20 miles away I'm always here for you to hear you complain about how dumb someone is acting or what you want for next season. Anyway I just wanted to tell you that no matter what happens in life you're sister will always be here. No matter what I will always see you as my little munchkin that is learning how to speak spanish and your crazy styles of clothes you are wearing. Don't even lose sight to who you really are and never lose where you are from.<br />
Because the most important thing you need to learn is how important your family is even though they will drive you insane! Always stay a happy, loving, intellegent, sweet and silly little girl! I love you with all my heart mamas and make sure your always making the right decisions for your future. I love you!!<br />
Love, SissyThis Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-72583124218466853892013-12-11T08:20:00.001-08:002013-12-11T08:20:09.967-08:00Super fun Grinchmas DinnerPosted over on my cooking blog. Hoping to blog today why we had the celebration. <div>http://luvincookin.blogspot.com/2013/12/grinchmas-dinner-celebration.html?m=1</div>This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-4141844241101711182013-11-05T21:02:00.001-08:002013-11-05T21:02:35.228-08:00My heart for my son<div class="entry" style="margin: 3px 0px 2px 1px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; clear: both;"><p style="margin: 0px 0px 11px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; overflow: hidden;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">A Motherās love is something<br>that no one can explain,<br>It is made of deep devotion<br>and of sacrifice and pain,</span></p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 11px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; overflow: hidden;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It is endless and unselfish<br>and enduring come what may<br>For nothing can destroy it<br>or take that love away . . .</span></p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 11px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; overflow: hidden;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It is patient and forgiving<br>when all others are forsaking,<br>And it never fails or falters<br>even though the heart is breaking . . .</span></p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 11px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; overflow: hidden;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It believes beyond believing<br>when the world around condemns,<br>And it glows with all the beauty<br>of the rarest, brightest gems . . .</span></p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 11px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; overflow: hidden;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It is far beyond defining,<br>it defies all explanation,<br>And it still remains a secret<br>like the mysteries of creation . . .</span></p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 11px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; overflow: hidden;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">A many splendored miracle<br>man cannot understand<br>And another wondrous evidence<br>of Godās tender guiding hand.</span></p></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTn3TbUIRL3pRdJY-3Y1Msv51oXUK5zf51JZvJeBe8LRsEKDPl7CzEaQ-wG3PfdwLjek4_BmzvbJAiJfVtdIh51e6XFhnCikPGR2yxv9iCyTTuPGrZE9Okmj0GLtr0YzbjjvywW1WAg8bM/s640/blogger-image--837209266.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTn3TbUIRL3pRdJY-3Y1Msv51oXUK5zf51JZvJeBe8LRsEKDPl7CzEaQ-wG3PfdwLjek4_BmzvbJAiJfVtdIh51e6XFhnCikPGR2yxv9iCyTTuPGrZE9Okmj0GLtr0YzbjjvywW1WAg8bM/s640/blogger-image--837209266.jpg"></a></div>This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-26740411654793343292013-10-08T13:50:00.001-07:002013-10-08T13:50:43.905-07:00Purity-a vow rarely takenAdriana came to Jose and I about 3 weeks ago and told us about an experin e she had over the summer. <div>Her friend took a Purity Vow. She admittedly was jealous of the ring the girl recieved during to ceremony and wanted one. But then she told us that she was convicted of the jealousy she held for this ring. She began to talk with God and ask him about Purity. What the purpose of taking a vow is, what his words says about abstinence, etc. </div><div>She told us how God would give her scripture. She would look it up, take notes and allow him to speak to her through it all. She shared with Jose & I a few scriptures God gave her. Talk about WOW!!!!</div><div>She opened up about her fears and we were able to speak the word and life into her. She asked about some things that concerned her and again we were able to minister to her. In the end, after us talking she said she wanted to take a Purity Vow. Yeah, try to hold back the tears with that one! After crying for a minute, we discussed two options she has. </div><div>One, to take the vow and make it personal between her Papa, God and I.</div><div>Two, to open up to her youth pastors and discuss the possibilities of doing this in front of the church. </div><div>Adriana isn't one for attention (yeah, I am as shocked as you.) She really isn't one to seek out attention although she is loud and obnoxious. Hahaha</div><div>Well after some thought and discussion as to why we would like her to take the vow in front of the congregation, she agreed to. </div><div>We went to Angel & Allan the following Friday and discussed everything. They of course are honored to do it and have already taken steps with our head Pastor, Todd. </div><div>Prayerfully we will be able to do it on her birthday, November 3rd. </div><div>Last week we were approached by Angel & Allan about having another girl join Adriana. What a blessing! Knowing that MY DAUGHTER- OUR- opened a door for another young lady to take this vow is amazing!</div><div>God has always shown me, he has GREAT things for my children. Above and beyond I could ever dream or imagine. </div><div>Since the days of our talk Adi has come to me with some personally but truly God Only Testimonies! She is a teenage girl growing up in a dark and evil world. Sex is every where and accepted by so many. But my baby girl is going to stand out! Like a seed that is placed into a dark, murky water. My girl is gowing to blossom and bloom like a beautiful Lotus Flower. Her beauty will outshine the dark waters and dirty muck!</div><div>So today, I bought her her ring. I've been looking for one with the scripture 1 Timothy 4:12- "Donāt let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity." (1 Timothy 4:12 NIV)</div><div>I found it and in the exact ring style I wanted for a price I could afford!</div><div>Praise God!</div><div>I can't wait for the day her Papa and I stand with her and present her with this ring as a representation and symbol of an amazing vow she will take as God's Girl!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Km5wDV5UpV81iG7j2OjL0AA9YCUoKuiNbpj3RO7m9ShgsBtXtnAGpH8ce9JedrHBAhtOgjM1cQBxsuiy6qazHQGyuyFwvxQP4Kc_2zCF7_gwijvDWzlc-7VgQZpeSkn2gRbNJZ1oqBM5/s640/blogger-image-1225697689.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Km5wDV5UpV81iG7j2OjL0AA9YCUoKuiNbpj3RO7m9ShgsBtXtnAGpH8ce9JedrHBAhtOgjM1cQBxsuiy6qazHQGyuyFwvxQP4Kc_2zCF7_gwijvDWzlc-7VgQZpeSkn2gRbNJZ1oqBM5/s640/blogger-image-1225697689.jpg"></a></div><br></div>This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-78569587734692032232013-09-15T22:32:00.001-07:002013-09-15T22:32:48.072-07:00I'm going to be picking up applesAnt came home tonight and asked us, "what do you guys think of me getting a job at Rio Ranch? It'll be seasonal. I'll be picking up apples and helping keep things clean. Shane Aunt is head of hiring and they are looking for HS students."<div>Jose told him, "Mijo, I really don't think your going to want to work there."</div><div>Ant replied, "Pa, it's only weekends from 9:30-5 and I get paid $10 an hour."</div><div>Jose responded, "but why would you want to work at a grocery store for only a few days a week?"</div><div>Ant replied, "Not Rio Ranch the grocery store, Los Rios Ranch in Oak Glen."</div><div>Oh my gosh, I about dies laughing!!!!</div><div>I was quiet trying to hear Ant out but was trying to wrap my brain around why he would be working at a store and could only clean up the apples. Then, how is a total white girl head over hiring a crew who predominately speak Spanish (I can kind of understand that as I am a white bilingual woman). </div><div>I couldn't fathom his whole job would to be picking up apples, I mean what if cilantro fell on the floor. He'd ask someone else to pick it up? </div><div>Oh it was too funny!!!!!</div><div>Anyways, we will see where this leads. I will be praying for God's will. I know he has been wanting to work for a while now. It may be good for him. I'll keep posted. As well with some more family updates. </div>This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-2656379434536560712013-05-16T08:31:00.001-07:002013-05-16T08:31:38.293-07:00Good one God, you got me!I've been studying Unglued by Lysa Terkeurst. It's teaching me how NOT to become unglued in stressful situations and how to handle it "God's Way."<div>Not easy for a hot head like me!</div><div>This week I've been struggling doing my study. I have a lot going on and honestly can't seem to focus (even now my mind is racing a mile a minute and I'm Multi-taking). This morning I woke up at 5:30 and sat on the couch reading my study while Jose was on the phone. </div><div>Dominic and Delayna both woke up early and Delayna was in quite the grouchy mood. Struggling to deal with her, enjoy my coffee and read some things were hitting me in the book. </div><div>The morning went on and I took the older ones to school. Traffic at the HS is beyond ridiculous! Sitting in the turning lane to turn left into the school, it's my turn and I slowly erk forward (because only God knows how dangerous it is, even when it's your turn to go). Well sure enough I pull out and Ant yells, "watch it Mom!" The suburban to the left of me in a right turn only lane pulls out going left and I almost run into him. I slam on the brake and horn and of course yell at his stupid @$$. Oh yes I did, I became UNGLUED!!! Along with the other parents in the cars watching the idiot. </div><div>Then I drop the kids off and am now in the right hand lane going to leave the school. The left hand lane is backed up as usual and I go to drive off when a little black Honda in the left lane pulls right in front of me. What the heck!?!? So I throw my hands up in my car like, "What the heck!?!?" I follow the car, well we seem to be going the same way. Until we reach the stop sign where I went left and she went straight. I was NOT happy and planned on letting her know when she pulled up next to me at the stop sign. </div><div>So I'm sitting there and look over to give her the evil eye. She pulls up with the biggest smile, waving. It's then I realize...It's my friend Lisa!</div><div>Gah, I couldn't help but laugh and shout..."You Got Me God!"</div><div>It's not easy to deal with situations the way God wants us to. But if we allow HIM to control us we can do it. I will admit, I have a HOT temper and fly off the handle at the drop of a dime. I'm trying and as life's pressures keep getting tossed my direction I'm learning to have the spirit and attitude God intended me to have. It was never his intention for humans to be angry, hateful, nor ticking time bombs. </div><div>His way will prevail one way or another. I guess this was his little reminder to me this morning. </div><div>Here's to a better day!!!</div>This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0Beaumont Beaumont33.955563 -116.98885tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-12908837502898940512013-03-19T22:36:00.001-07:002013-03-19T22:36:00.094-07:00Re-Building the wallsI can't even begin to tell you how much this blesses me! My Honey is writing up an estimate for a potential job. <br />
For 10 years now he let his dream go of owning his own company. We can see now that it wasn't God's timing and we had some growing to do. God is rebuilding those walls and bringing the desire back along with a peace that I never had before. We are excited to see where God is taking us. Jose is so humble and gives of himself so much. He deserves this & so much more! <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV-8DmrFDztoeHlnvFRPnETLtLDu0BEqqCg85JBgo2Bh8VZh5p3NV1Tq72d457PrVsZp_IQpBUzK1RckLnVRJKEtBs4oiqrCrhPaQ-kIngAqyi32TpTFA2xcZFZ12xtPKLz5twcSgQKemA/s640/blogger-image--1571451103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV-8DmrFDztoeHlnvFRPnETLtLDu0BEqqCg85JBgo2Bh8VZh5p3NV1Tq72d457PrVsZp_IQpBUzK1RckLnVRJKEtBs4oiqrCrhPaQ-kIngAqyi32TpTFA2xcZFZ12xtPKLz5twcSgQKemA/s640/blogger-image--1571451103.jpg" /></a></div>This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-34448048903766355522013-03-01T16:56:00.001-08:002013-03-01T16:56:46.400-08:00Not your typical SeniorAnthony came home with his 2013-2014 Senior HS Pre-registration form Tuesday. Typically your senior year you take 4 classes, you are in school half a day and you are OUTTA THERE! Well, not my son. I am so stinken proud of him! He has decided to take a full load his senior year. He is taking his four mandatory classes plus taking a semester of Spanish 2 (because he is a dork and failed a semester) as well as a Security & Protective Class (he wants to get his guard card). After his semester of spanish He can either be done and only take 5 classes after the semester of Spanish or replace it with another class in which he has chosen to take a semester of culinary arts. <br />
I'm honestly surprised that he is choosing to take a full load and not take half and get a job. I always say, "I have been blessed with an AWESOME son." And I truly have been. He makes his Papa & Mama so proud of him. <br />
Oh one more thing, if you take a look up top he is on track to be accepted to a UC/SCU college. His dream is to go to USC but we will pray God opens the doors to his future. As sad and scared as I am of my baby boy growing up and moving on in this next chapter of his life. I'm excited watching how hard he is working towards his future. Most kids are just done and ready to get out of high school and become an adult. Anthony is making some very "grown up" decisions and the right choices for his future. I can't wait to see where his future leads him. <br />
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We are of the minority, short people don't play this sport. I think they measure you and your parents when trying out and minimum height requirement is 6'. <br />
All tournaments are in warehouses, built by block, aluminum doors and NO HEATER! It's colder than the North Pole and you should dress accordingly if you want to be comfortable and not get sick. <br />
You will be getting up at the butt crack of dawn for every single tournament and you will be traveling very far away! Get used to it, it will be worth it! Just make sure you get your sleep. <br />
It is a LONG day! Plan accordingly. A Leap Pad or another DS might be a great investment. <br />
Man, do I feel out of my element! 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And from the least unexpected people/ways. <br />
I believe I posted (I'll look, if I didn't I will) about us not being able to go to Ant's football banquet. A sweet friend of mine blessed us by paying our way. Totally unexpected, especially from her since we aren't very close and haven't even really talked in quite sometime. Thank you Natalie Tschudy!<br />
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Friday I cancelled bible study and went to Jazz. Well I got a text from Christy asking me if I'd be there. I told her I was and she told me she had something for me. So after class she called me over and said, "I know you have wanted one and can't afford it so I wanted to bless you". She gave me a banner that she recently started making (check out The Banner Girls on Facebook). <br />
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This past week was NFL Playoff's. Our Broncos made the playoffs and we were stoked! I met a girl who is a friend of The Bray's from church. She lives in Colorado and we converse through Facebook. I asked her about getting me a shirt for Jose. Well, he saw the messages and told me not to do it. I told her and she said, "let me bless you". Wow, really!?!? I told her to let me pay for shipping. She insisted I let her bless us for me being so kind to her. Wow!<br />
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Tonight my mom went to go out the front door and she found a bag. Inside was a Mickey Mouse Broncos blanket. It is GORGEOUS!!!! Come to find out Claudia saw it and thought of us and bought it. So sweet!<br />
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God is just blessing us in ways I wouldn't expect. I'm beside myself and learning to humble myself to allow others to bless me. I want to post every time we are blessed this year as a remembrance. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqPdOqw7fwN3Ca0UC38aCe8Y-hi_LwmoHVLyr69q6oErdtm_lD-sab6WZxAffhVHd0t5B4fjbB0zPnD32TKgv66ecV7OkAjBsHDPRiQCmjz0a_OH39N1gGdthezlJQDhbzV_7FYPdLR4KY/s640/blogger-image-1776981531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqPdOqw7fwN3Ca0UC38aCe8Y-hi_LwmoHVLyr69q6oErdtm_lD-sab6WZxAffhVHd0t5B4fjbB0zPnD32TKgv66ecV7OkAjBsHDPRiQCmjz0a_OH39N1gGdthezlJQDhbzV_7FYPdLR4KY/s640/blogger-image-1776981531.jpg" /></a></div>This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-38812313143301955162013-01-04T22:40:00.001-08:002013-01-04T22:40:23.331-08:00Daniel Fast 2013-thoughts and encouragementJust wanted to share and send some encouraging words. I remember doing the fast last year and everyone talking about how God is revealing Himself to them. How they are "growing" and learning. I was pretty envious and wondered if I was going to feel this way. No, I didn't. <br />
Then this year I went into the fast and didn't know what to expect, what God was going to do, where I was going to be led. But one night during my bible study I read, "we need to be willing to be willing." I told Fod at that moment that I am willing to be willing for His works! Honestly, I always worry what I'm going to go through or what He's going to have me do. Well so far there has been nothing great or grand. I am seeing Jose in his days watching him lean on our Father as we are going through horrible withdraws (I blogged about that one!) and he is growing before my eyes in our Father's strength. I kind of started feeling down and questioning God. Wondering what I'm doing wrong. Well, this my friends is what he told me: <br />
"There are four common categories of toxic thoughts. These are negative, fearful, discontented, and critical. Chances are you are struggling with toxic thoughts in one or more of these four ways. Don't let these toxic thoughts grab hold of you and consume you. The deeper you let them take root inside you, the harder they will be to shake off. Identify those thoughts and reject them today. <br />
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Which types of toxic thoughts do you experience most often? What are some examples of your toxic thoughts?"<br />
I am letting those thoughts toy with me. Let me encourage you, if Satan has come and made you question why you are doing this fast, what your getting out of it, etc. KNOW, it's the enemy trying to come in and make you question. Stand strong. God may not use you in the way you think or you expect him to. Just being there to speak life into someone or encourage them is a sign that God IS USING YOU!<br />
Take those thoughts captive and stand on His word!<br />
Huge Hugs from Me!This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-64592439838819929792013-01-03T15:42:00.000-08:002013-01-03T15:42:59.612-08:00Daniel Fast 2013Jose and I are on our Daniel Fast again this year. Last year we really enjoyed it. Our relationship as husband and wife grew tremendously, the relationship with our kids and most importantly the relationship with God. We were really excited to start it again this year.<br />
Well, I said and always stand by my honesty. And being totally honest, we are struggling! Jose's body has been having horrible withdraws and not feeling good at all. He has been suffering with a headache since starting. He was driving home yesterday having horrible hunger pains. He came home and told me the story of what happened when he was driving home. Pretty cool! I've been feeling horrible. I'm exhausted and just feeling very sluggish, having dizzy spells, body aches, sinus feel icky. Could be lack of caffeine, although I don't drink a lot. Could be food withdrawals. I could be coming down with this cold all the kids have had. Who knows but I don't like it at all!<br />
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Yesterday when I was just feeling blah, I had a "wow moment". I realized that my body is detoxing (you should have seen how many times I tried spelling that. Even my brain and figures aren't working!) of all the junk I put in to it. That my body is addicted to some of that stuff like it's a drug. I've seen my mom go through withdrawals, they aren't fun! I have very vivid memories of my mom coming off of things and her body going into shock from it. I can somewhat sympathize with someone withdrawing now and would see why they would throw in the towel and say "forget this"! But, I remember why I'm doing this. It isn't about me and my flesh, this is about God and His plans. Not only for my life, my kids' lives but others that I impact. Others who watch me and are inspired by me. Others who think, "I can't do this, it's too much" and then just by chance (or I like to believe it's a Holy Spirit Intervention) they run into me or my writings and read this. Let this be an encouragement that YOU CAN DO THIS! <br />
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Jose was talking to me about his experience last night when he was coming home from work and was literally starving. He felt horrible and was having horrible hunger pains. He had thoughts running through his head and maybe it was the Holy Spirit that prompted me to send him a "sneak peak" at his dinner. But he said the Holy Spirit spoke to him and told him, "Jose, these are just small hunger pains you are going through. Can you imagine the pain Jesus went through for you? Your pains are minuet compared to the sacrifice Jesus made. Remember why you are doing this, it's to grow closer to Him."<br />
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WOW! So true! I've been watching others in my church going through the Daniel Fast also post on facebook or my Pastor's messages he's been posting. They are really great encouragements. But what Jose said last night gave me another WOW moment and brought it all into a perspective for me.<br />
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We must remember why we are doing this. I made a plan before I started and wrote down why, who, what. Why I'm doing it, Who I'm doing it for and What I want to get out of it. Take a moment to do one for yourself. When you get tired or weary, go back to your plan and remember why your doing it. <br />
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There is NO giving up, NO turning back, NO shortcuts! Think of it as a woman in labor, because believe you me, we are birthing something! <br />
#whateverittakes<br />
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Delayna was very excited, they very rarely get donuts let alone reindeer ones!</p>
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<p>Oh, and while I'm here I might as well post the earlier pics.  Dee ride her bike up to meet Dom & Adi.  On the way home she have Dominic a ride on the back.</p>
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Anthony has decided to quite the HS soccer team due to the coach just being a jerk. I don't blame him at all. He has wanted to be on the wrestling team for the past 2 years. He finally went out for the team. Currently the coach has told him that he won't be wrestling for a while. I talked with a friend of mine who's daughter is on the team also. She said she will put a word in for him. We will see what happens. He's pretty excited to be learning the moves and techniques. He is getting into the weights and what not.<br />
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I guess I'll keep ya'll updated as I can!<br />
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Honestly, we weren't sure what he was doing.  So after a phone call to our Papa, he answered our question.  Looks as though JB thought he would help Papa make this coffee this morning and got caught off guard by Papa getting up so early.  Papa thanked him for trying to help and released him of his duties.  JB just stuck around watching Papa and eating marshmallows.</p>
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I don't even know if I blogged about our little friend last year or not, but I'll try to stay up on it. I know I said that about the 30 Days Of Thankfulness...I suck, what can I say?<br />
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So on to Jingle Buddy. He is our little elf that comes and visits during the month of December (he arrived a little early this year) and likes to hide and or get into mischief. ***If you've never heard of this you can read more at elfontheshelf.com<br />
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Well, I took Ant & Adi to school this morning and came home to on VERY happy little girl screaming and jumping up and down shouting, "Mama, Jingle Buddy's back, Jingle Buddy's back!" She was seriously SO LOUD and SO excited she woke Dominic up. He came out and she was yelling at him wanting him to see what Jingle Buddy was doing. Once he got his eyes pried open from his sleep crust he got the BIGGEST grin as he looked around my hip and saw some friends playing with our candy canes.<br />
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He wanted me to read the book right away but we needed to start getting ready for school and jazzercise. I went to the back of the house to start laying out clothes and get myself together. I came out of my room and heard...QUIETNESS! I was wondering why it was so quiet, because if you know Delayna, she is NEVER quiet! As I walked toward the front of the house I heard Dominic talking. I turned the corner and found this:<br />
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Seriously, isn't that enough to melt your heart!?!?! He not only was reading the Elf on the Shelf book to Delayna, but he went and got Oliver (his teddy) to read with them...AWWWWWWWWWWW<br />
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We got ready and all morning Dominic was giving me, "Mama, wouldn't it be funny if..." scenarios. He has all kinds of ideas for Jingle Buddy. But we will see what this little fella is up to this year. I will promise to try to blog daily! I have learned that these are the precious memories I need to be journaling!This Is Me, Doing What I Dohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02740237546460050401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209141171935703278.post-14058380104179884842012-11-14T22:14:00.000-08:002012-11-14T22:14:28.194-08:0030 Days of Thankfulness<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;">Day 14- As I sat here about an hour ago pitching a hissy fit not wanting to get up to sweep & mop my floor God whispered in my ear...</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;">Melissa, you should be grateful for the floors you have to clean. The beautiful home that is yours to keep tidy. The legs that get you up to do your chores, the arms that work hard to clean everything, the nose to smell the scent of a clean home, the eyes to see t</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">he difference between clean and dirty. Ears to hear the worship music on in the background as I clean.<br />A mop to mop the floors with. A broom to sweep the floors with. Bleach to clean the house with. Music to listen to and Praise Him while I clean.<br />So, today I am grateful for the blessing my home has been to me (and others). I don't take it lightly to live in the gorgeous home that I do live in and the thought of loosing it rips my heart to pieces!<br />I'm also grateful for my physical being working in proper order so that I can keep and maintain my home.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">And because God speaks SO much through my Praise and Worship and HE knows all that I deal with, here is a song that spoke volumes while I was cleaning today...</span></div>
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