I cried at the gun range

Last week Wes and I took a trip to the gun range. It was my first time going to an actual gun range and shooting at targets. Wes has had guns for a while now, and he wanted me to be familiar with them enough that if someone were to come into our house and he wasn’t around, I could feel confident enough to protect myself and the kids from harm. To be honest, when he asked me to go, I was kind of looking forward to it. I thought it would be something we could enjoy together. So I had no second thoughts about going. We got to the range, I signed a consent form, watched a safety video, got my ear and eye protection on, and we were ready to go in. The range was crowded. We walked through the two doors and down to our lane. I immediately felt sick. My head started spinning. All around me were shells flying everywhere, and shots so loud I couldn’t think. My heart raced. Wes started getting his guns ready, and I just stood there watching, but mostly listening. My mind immediately went to the Sandy Hook shooting. All I could think of were the parents who had lost their precious children, and how those precious children probably heard something similar to what I was hearing right then. Tears stung my eyes. Wes looked at me and said “Are you ready?” “No” I replied. “I can’t do this.” From there my wonderful husband walked me out of the gun range and into a place where we could talk about why I was so upset. I cried at the shooting range. I bet that doesn’t happen much. Or maybe it does. But either way, I didn’t expect it. After all, I think guns can be a good thing. They are meant to protect us. Not to be used against helpless, defenseless people and children.


Like a lot of us lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about gun control, what the right solution is, what the law should be, etc. I don’t have the answers. But I know this. I know that no gun law is going to stop a crazy person from shooting someone. If a certain kind of gun had been illegal that December day, I don’t think that would have mattered to Adam Lanza. Maybe he would have used a different gun. But I believe he still would have done it. I don’t believe any law made is going to change society. If that were true, well we wouldn’t have homocides, drug users, sex trafficking, child abuse, rape, and the list goes on. People are going to make bad choices. It’s up to us, as adults and parents raising children, to educate our youth. To instill in them the value of human life, to hold them accountable for their actions, to discipline them when they do wrong. We must teach them respect. We must be the crazy Mom and Dad that asks questions and knows every family our child spends time with. They are impressionable. Everything that is poured into our children will come out one way or the other. We must be deliberate with what they hear, see, and do. This is a big responsibility. One we can’t take lightly. President Obama said in a recent speech that he would do everything in his power to prevent the lives of innocent children being lost. That’s great, Mr. President, but every single one of us has the power to prevent this. We can’t count on our government to make the laws that will protect our children. Insanity doesn’t happen overnight. Disregard for human life doesn’t happen overnight. Every person that has ever shot someone has a Mom and a Dad, whether they were in the home or not. It hits home a lot more when you think of it that way. They were someone’s innocent child at one time.

Change in society starts in the home. It starts with family. It starts with a strong foundation.

I hope to return to the gun range soon. I hope to educate my children when they are old enough about the proper use of guns. I will do my best to show them how to love and respect others by doing it myself. And I will pray. Oh how I will pray for my kids. I will pray that when they move out of the shelter of our authority, they will remember what we taught them. How we lived. We don’t need more laws. It starts with us. IT STARTS WITH US.

My cup runneth over

I don't know how else to say it. My cup is pretty darn full right now. Our 2nd year in Atlanta has been a good one. God has answered prayers in ways I never would have thought. He's given us health, two wonderful kids, provided finances, a great school for the kids, and lastly has truly answered my prayer to make friends. Not just friends. But friends I can share my faith with. So yes it's been a good,  actually a great year. As we begin 2013, we have uncertainties. But I can't help but believe everything will be ok. I have to right? I know who goes before me, I know who stands behind. He is on my side. So whatever this coming year brings, we will face it, but I'm thankful that we don't have to face it alone. And if anyone still reads this, happy new year!! And leave a comment if you'd like : )

Faith and the Grocery Store App

After weeks of not being able to attend church service, we finally made it this morning, and oh how wonderful it was – I was just asking God to draw me in somehow, to pull me closer to Him. I had that longing, that thirst, and this morning during praise and worship, tears of joy and thankfulness flowed as we sang. Phew, it was kind of a great experience for me. I seriously am so thankful for everything in my life right now – every thing that has led me to this place. And there’s something about worshipping God in a large group every now and then. I can listen to Christian radio every day, and I love it, but singing those same songs in a group setting, you can just feel the Spirit of God in those times.




Shifting gears to the awesome app I loaded to my iPhone this morning. Wes has been asking me for weeks to do something to keep inventory on our food. See, I have about 25 different salad dressings, marinades, sauces, etc in our fridge. I have a condiment problem. I just never know what we have, so when I see something at the store, I buy it and then come home to find out we already have it. Enter the Tap Grocer app. You can enter every staple item into the app, and then there’s a button that says “Stocked” or “Out”. If you select “Out” it automatically adds it to your grocery list, which is a part of the App. And you can categorize just like you do your normal grocery list. So my categories are produce, meat, health and beauty, groceries, canned goods, dairy, household, frozen foods, and beverages. This is the order I do my typical grocery list also. Then you just add the items that you like to keep at home. So for example, under dairy, I have eggs, milk, sour cream, yogurt, creamer, and cheese. So today will be my first trip to the store using this app. I hope it begins to save me money and helps me to stick to my list and only buy things we need. I will say one of my other problems lately is just buying snacks and stuff for the kids to eat, because they don’t always eat what we eat. So chicken nuggets, hot dogs, spaghetti-os and those kinds of things are also always on my list, and those kinds of foods can get expensive. If any of you have suggestions for how you save money, especially when buying for little ones, I’d love to hear them!!

Sweet.Baby.Boy

I’m inspired by MckMama today to give you an update on our “little” 16 month old, and 25 pounder, Henry. What a handsome little lover he is. There is something about little boys, everyone told me this. Well they were right. He is so cuddly when he wants to be, and this Mama loves it. He is also rough, and can pull hair, bite and hit like no other. But mostly, he is a lover.


He talks up a storm. Truly he does. Now we can’t understand every word he says, but a lot of them. His new favorite phrase is “Bye-bye Daddy”. Except he says it to everyone, not just Daddy. He loves Elmo. He loves my iPhone. He loves watching Elmo on my iPhone. He loves loves loves his sister. Like when he wakes up and she’s still sleeping, he is looking upstairs for her and saying “Abbie” over and over. He likes to try to put his shoes on. He loves to be outside. He points out to the porch and says “Yesh!!” Every time he sees water he says "Turtle". He loves Brandy. He eats a ton, and he is the reason we are seriously considering a membership to a wholesale warehouse. He likes balls, cars, and is a flirt too. If I walk out of the room, he is yelling “Mammy, Mammy” and chasing me around the house. He loves to be carried around, and I can honestly say my arms are in better shape now than they’ve been in a long time.



So thank you Henry, for making my arms look better, but much more importantly, for bringing us lots of smiles and being the sweetest brown-eyed little boy I know. MOM

I HEART Hilton Head Island

I really, really do. When we found out last week that our trip to Key West was not going to happen because of Hurricane Isaac, I was bummed. But then my MIL found us a place in Hilton Head instead. And I was so so happy. Even more excited to go there than the Keys. Turns out our trip did not disappoint. This was our fourth time there, and my favorite by far. The kids had a blast, which can be proved by their little tans, blisters on their toes from the pool, and sand in every crevice of their bodies. There were hardly any bathes taken, teeth brushed, or bed times enforced, but it was fabulous. We even got to see our cousins who happened to be there the same time as us. We biked, played golf, spent tons of time at the pool, went to the beach, ate crab legs. If you haven’t been there, I highly recommend it. It’s a great place for families, golfers, beach lovers, seafood eaters, etc. I can’t say enough good things about it. I might even want to retire there one day : )

Lately

I've been a student lately, but not a good student.

I feel like God is trying to teach me things, like how to curb my emotions, but it just doesn't sink in. Sure, I pray about it and am aware of situations when I might come undone, and I really and truly try to hang in there and not freak out. But I still do....sometimes. Then I am guilt-ridden. Lately I have been taking my anger out on Wes. I guess they say you always hurt the ones you love. But I really really dislike that phrase, even though it's true for me sometimes. I don't want to hurt the ones I love, or anyone for that matter. Ugh. I'm not really sure what my point is here, but I thought maybe blogging about it would help. Instead of holding things in until I am at my breaking point, I just need to ask for help, and not in a mean way, or out of desperation, but in an act of kindness.

I've learned a lot over the past four years of being a Mom, and my patience has been tested more times than I care to count. But there is one thing I've realized about myself. The more I focus on ME and what I want, the more upset and unglued I become. So there I am, struggling with the decision between asking for help (that would be for me) and not asking for help but risking going a little crazy.

UGH again. I'm learning. Just not as fast as I'd like to. But hopefully I'm heading in the right direction.

B and B's wedding

We just got home from our weekend in Waynesville for Brett and Brooke's wedding. It was beautiful - the place, the bride and groom, everything. It rained a lot and the ceremony had to be postponed, but it probably made it even more beautiful with the foggy mountains. Both kids were in it. It was a little crazy corralling them around and keeping them happy, but they ended up doing what they needed to do so that was what mattered! Abbie stayed up front the whole time, and Henry walked to me at the end of the aisle while eating his ring bearer pillow and then I had to take him away to a place where no one could hear him! Here are a few of my favorite pics....

This is the only picture I got of Brooke in her dress! I'm kicking myself but that's what wedding photographers are for - she was stunning. I love this girl and look forward to getting to know her even better.