I miss my home!!!

I miss that beautiful wonderful property up there. Yes that is my house and I miss it. Its so beautiful and quiet, no loud annoying people playing loud annoying music on their loud annoying speakers. ( Yes thats alot of loud annoying things.) I miss the kids, I miss my room, and my beautiful bed. Oh i can't wait to go home tomorrow. (Taps red heels together and chants " I wish i were home, I wish I were home.")

Joke!

21 Things Not To Do At A Hostage Negotiation

As Hostage Taker:

1. Demand to speak only with FBI agents Fox Mulder and Dana
Scully.

2. Have one of the hostages hold your gun while you make a quick
trip to the bathroom.

3. Let one hostage go to the bathroom. When he doesn't return,
send the others to see what's taking him so long.

4. Agree to let the hostages go, after doing so, make your
demands.

5. Rig the building to explode if someone tries to go through the
door, then remember that you forgot to lock your car and leave
the room.

6. Confuse the detonator for your explosive booby-traps with your
garage door opener.

7. Tell the negotiator that you'd rather choke on tear gas than
let the hostages go.

8. Allow one of the hostages to win possession of your gun
because of a rock paper scissors tournament.

9. Forget your gun at home.

10. Run away bawling like a baby when one of your hostages calls
you a "meanie".



As Negotiator:

1. Ask the hostage taker if he/she would like to go to dinner
after the stand-off.

2. When hearing the demands suddenly yell into the phone, "It's
always you you you! What about my needs?!"

3. When you call the hostage taker, tell him you'd like a large
thick crust pepperoni and snicker loudly.

4. Show up stoned and don’t do anything at all.

5. When the hostage taker lists his demands yell into the phone
"La la la la! I can't hear you!"

6. Mention how much income tax the hostage taker will have to pay
if he/she gets the F-15 he/she wants.

7. Tell the hostage taker that you think Rosanne Barr should play
him in the TV movie of the stand-off.

8. Tell the hostage taker you think it would be really cool if a
hostage came flying out of a 52nd story window.

9. Tell the hostage taker that he must convert to Hindu if he
wants you to deal with him.

10.When the hostage taker agrees to let the hostages go tell him,
"You're never gonna be on COPS with a wussy attitude like that."

Christmas time!?

Yes, don't tell me I'm overly late in wishing you all a merry christmas, in fact there's really no use in wishing you one because its already gone but oh well. Christmas this year was...special. I felt more like a scrooge than anything else. I was gone on the fundriasing push for ten days and came back christmas eve fully exchausted and really seriously wishing to never ever EVER see a car light again. I spent christmas cleaning and cooking a huge dinner mostly by my self, which of course had all its beautiful little mess ups. Like raw boiled potatoes ( its a skill to make these almost impossible really), uncooked meat, late dinners, and etc. Than after a half day rest day its back again for my facvorite past time...( drum roll please)...car ligthing. Yes, out here again for yet another weekend of funraising, let me tell you what I REALLY hate lights. This is turning into a really grumpy post which is really not nice. actually its not so bad being down here has its fun times, its laughs, its niceties, and yes its tireing times too. But overall i'm just thankful i've lived through yet another year, that all my family is still here and we've grown by a few more. I'm thankful for all the wonderful things i've gotten to do this year, for the wonderful people i've met, for the fun times i've had. I'm so very thankful for the changes i've made this year, and most of all i'm thankful for another year with jesus. Happy Birthday Jesus, your the reason for the season.

The concert jungle?

Despite the many things about this city that make it somewhat undesirable to some I have grown a soft spot for it. Its got its charm in some ways. I actually quite like it, its got something about it that gives its something special. I ecspecially like the people its such a wide mix you can just sit there and watch all kinds of strange people pass and no one even looks twice at them. Its great, new york has definitly created its own soft spot.

The Perfect Home.

It seems my wandering days have now ended
This gypsy's got to stop his roam
Time to establish a lasting work
But, first to find "The Perfect Home."

Lets start with on fire outreachers
A dozen world shiners will do
All of them single with no children
Ready to witness the whole day through.

Four top-notch hard working handymen
With a full line of new power tools
And a stock of endless material
Let them start with a brand new pool.

Finances -give me abundance
Kings, windfalls -we'll never run short
Clear off the back lot tomorrow
And make us a new tennis court.

Teens without any problems
JETTs on JJT all the day
Babies content and so quiet
Young kids that always obey.

The best teachers and cooks and drivers
Old friends, and those who provision
All the sexiest sisters I know
Now I'm really getting the vision.

Plenty of live music when needed
Inspirations by Jeremy and Vas
Outreach always on Easy Street
The best Home that ever there was.

How shall I find them I wonder?
I know, through the website I'll comb
I just don't think I can make it
Unless it's the most perfect Home.
- - -
But what of the simple folks I now live with?
I might miss their funny little ways
We have grown a lot together
Should I let some of them stay?

Their kids can behave like such rascals
And sometimes bring me to tears
But they have grown a lot since I met them
And made progress all through the years.

They are quite faithful daily plodders
And do the very best that they can
Would the grass really be greener
In my imaginary far off land?

Could it be that God's idea of perfection
Is very much different from mine?
Have my goals become self centered?
Am I the one way out of line?

Maybe I need a little more perfecting
Is Gods way up still the way down?
Does He really choose those little people
To give the biggest and bestest of crowns?

Lord help me be yielded and loving
Doing my best to give all
And trust You fully and wholly
To follow wherever You call.

It seems You have chosen the foolish
To confound the world full of wise
And the place where You have now set me
May be my blessing in disguise.

Maybe I don't need to go searching
For gold that may turn out to be chrome
I may already have the right makings
That for me is the Most Perfect Home.

10 reasons why Jesus is perfect for me.

#1. He can read my thoughts, and he still sticks around.
#2. He see's me at my worst, and never says a word.
#3. I can be the ugliest and fattest I've ever been and he still says I'm beautiful.
#4. I can croak out songs to him in my most off key voice and he loves it.
#5. I can be anywhere in the world and never move away from him.
#6. I can come up with any queston and he still has an answer for me.
#7. He never laughs at my stupid jokes and dumb moves.
#8. He can be anything that I need.
#9. He's paitient and tender but still has a stern rebuke.

but the number one reason that he is just so perfect for me is...
#10. He loves me.
#8.

Crazy Me!

I just realized what a crazy loon I can be sometimes. The other day I was doing car lighting and I went to the bathrom for a pee break. I was going back out and i went to open the door but a guy was on the other sde trying to get in so I stepped back so he could open the door but he motioned for me to open the door. So I strated opening it but right then he stepped up to open it too and I rammed right into him. Hee Hee! I felt so bad and he had this huge lump on his head from it.
Another time I was doing a car light and I was walking back, I was looking down on my can and rearranging my posters so i wasn't paying attention to what's in front of me and I walked right into telphone pole when I looked up there was a cop car right beside me and he was laughing his head off.
I guess the lord does these things to keep humble and help me realize I'm nothing without him. In fact with out him I'd probably be a mess. ( Wait I think it's a little too late for that.)Grin.

My little Love!

This is my little lovebug, I've taken care of him since he was this small. He's so big now, and so smart too. ( Yes, I am a dotting aunt. I just love nephews and nieces to much.)

Potty Training Blues!

No people fear not I am not potty training myself rather the adorable little munchin up there. I have recently taken up the challenge of potty training the litle guy after I realized that he will be three in about two months. I decided that three was just to old to be wearing diapers, so I took up the challenge and I realized why he is not potty trained. Potty trianing is exchausting annoying and sometimes just down right yucky. I'm not only trying to train him to use the potty but also the whole home to put him there. I find myself more often than not walking around the house asking whoevers with him if they put him on the potty yet. And then going back every five minutes and reminding them. But you know what, I am sure that once I have suceeded potty training will be a breeze. ( This is me wishfully thinking.)

No sprained ankles.

Well that is were I will spending the next few weeks of my life. At traffic lights, I have no sprained ankle and i have not fallen deathly ill so like it or not i'm off to the city till christmas eve. Well, hopefully people are feeling the love of the season and will be exceptionally nice. PTL!

Its here again!

Well its here again christmas has once again burst upon us bring with it joy, cheer, good will to all men, and in my part of the world tons and tons of snow. Christmas always gives me this warm fuzzy feeling inside I guess it the majic of the season of something. I love christmas its brings back so many memories of waking up christmas morning to find that mom and dad had been hard at work filling our stockings and wrapping presents. I remember sitting around the living room christmas eve and reading the old christmas story that really can never lose it beauty or charm. I remember watching my mom cooking a big christmas dinner and waiting for the day when i would be old enough to help her. I remember watching football after dinner and washing piles of dishes. Yes, christmas is a wonderful time of year!

Busy busy busy!

I am oooooohhhhh so very busy right now, from now until Christmas eve I shall be fundraising every weekend. Oh woe is me! I am dreading it trying to think of a way to avoid and and deep down in my heart resigning myself to fate. Maybe I can purposly sprain my ankle, and that way I won't have to go. Well a Happy thanksgiving to you all!

Happiness is...

I have been learning something very improtant lately and it has caused some earth shaking revolutions in my life. I'm a very carnal person just as we all are, and I tend to base my happiness on the things around me the things I can get from this world. I decide whether i'm happy by how I feel, If I feel unfullfilled and bored than I start to question things and murmer and pretty soon I end up in a pool of negativeity and unhappiness. But when I was having P&P time the other day the lord ponited out to me that happiness is not a state of being but a state of mind. Now that caused the thinking process in my head to start, if happiness was a state of mind and NOT a state of being...than it didn't matter how I was feeling or where I was or what I was doing I could still be happy. HMMMMMM!!! You see no matter where you are your mind is always with you so if you decide that no matter what you going to be happy than you will be. Of course this isn't always easy as humans we tend to let circumstances and conditions sway our natural reasoning, but its a matter of seperating the carnal from the spiritual and entering into that place where happiness abounds no matter what. I am at this point still working on it, but i assure you its worth it.

Blank Mind Syndrome!

I have nothing on my mind right now, my mind is complelty blank...which is completly and totally odd. My thoughts are as follows : " Hmmmmmmmmm, why am I posting? Good question tiff, why are you posting. I mean you haven't posted in awhile but......lalaalalalala....dumb dumb dumb....blank bank.". I just though I should let you guys know that...and now i'm going to stop before i get any dumber.

HOW TO TALK ABOUT MEN

HOW TO TALK ABOUT MEN AND STILL BE POLITICALLY CORRECT
(Ladies, you may want to take notes.)

He does not have a beer gut,He has developed a Liquid Grain Storage Facility.
He is not quiet,He is a Conversational Minimalist.
He is not stupid,He suffers from Minimal Cranial Development.
He does not get lost all the time,He discovers Alternative Destinations.
He is not balding,He is in Follicle Regression.
He is not a cradle robber,He prefers Generationally Differential Relationships.
He does not get falling-down drunk,He becomes Accidentally Horizontal.
He does not have his head up his butt,He suffers from Rectal-Cranial Inversion.
He is not short,He is Anatomically Compact.
He does not have a rich daddy,He is a Recipient of Parental Asset Infusion.
He does not constantly talk about cars,He has a Vehicular Addiction.
He does not have a hot body,He is Physically Combustible.
He is not unsophisticated,He is Socially Challenged.
He does not eat like a pig,He suffers from Reverse Bulimia.
He is not a bad dancer,He is Overly Caucasian.
He is not a sex machine,He is Romantically Automated.
He does not hog the blankets,He is Thermally Unappreciative.
He is not a male chauvinist pig,He has Swine Empathy.
He does not undress you with his eyes,He has an Introspective Pornographic Moment.
He is not afraid of commitment,He is Monogamously Challenged.

Life or something like it

Golly golly gosh!!! Life is changing so fast, I'm in one of those thoughtful moods where you all of a sudden realize how much has changed. I just looked around me and realized things are really really diffrent. There's only three of us nine children left and the youngest is going to be a JETT thats almost scary. My baby brother is going to be a Jett and my other one just turned a Junior teen. My sisters are all moved or married and i'm the only girl left, not a fun position to be in I must tell you. I was looking through some old pictures and I found these really ugly dorky ones of me, I thought I'd post them for your viewing pleasure and to sorta liven this blog up.











Gosh I feel so beautiful ow that i look at these, HA HA HA HA!!!!

Prayer Works!

Thank you whoever prayed for me I am feeling much better the pain is almost completly gone! Its still a little painful and the top of my head and eyes still feel a little pressured but the pain is much less and at times none at all. Thank you so much for you prayer support, I love you!!!! SMOOOOOOOOOOOOOCH!!!!!! Please keep your prayer fires burning.

Thank You!

Dear Love,
I thank you for everything! I thank you for the tests that make me stronger! I thank you for the pain so that through it I become so much closer to you! I thank you for afflictions because through them I learn that I am nothing and you are everything! I thank you for what you see fit to bring my way because I am proud to know that I am worthy enough to suffer for your name! I thank you that through the darkness you shine like a beacon of light! I love you, and cannot express my thankfulness enough.

Prayer Request!

I am here to avail myself of some much needed prayer power. For the past week I've been getting these intense headaches, but there not just headaches they are this intense pressure on my head and top of my mouth. It is super painful and makes it really hard to think or do anyting. Please pray that I can find what is wrong and that the pain will complelty dissaper. Thanks so much, I love you all.

Never say to a cop.

>>1. I can't reach my license unless you hold my beer.
>>2. Sorry, Officer, I didn't realize my radar detector wasn't plugged in. (OK in Texas)
>>3.Aren't you the guy from the Village People?
>>4. Hey, you must've been doin' about 125 mph to keep up with me. Good job!
>>5. Are You Andy or Barney?
>>6. I thought you had to be in relatively good physical condition to be a police officer.
>>7. You're not gonna check the trunk, are you?
>>8. I pay your salary!
>>9. Gee, Officer! That's terrific. The last officer only gave me a warning, too!
>>10. Do you know why you pulled me over? Okay, just so one of us does.
>>11. I was trying to keep up with traffic. Yes, I know there are no Other cars around. That's how far ahead of me they are.
>>12. When the Officer says "Gee Son....Your eyes look red, have you Been drinking?" You probably shouldn't respond with,” Gee Officer your Eyes look glazed, have you been eating doughnuts?"

An answer to him that asks.

Some one commented on my blog and the comment was less than tastefully, in fact it was infuirating. I deleted it just as I will do with any comments that involve any derogatary or negative spin on my life. I just wanna let anybody who may feel its their duty to inform me of what a "mistake" my life is that I am extremly HAPPY with my life. I am a full time 110% disciple of the family international and I am loving every minute of it. I will not nor wish to any time soon leave this life because I am fullfilled and excited doing what i'm doing this qoute sums up my feelings to a tee:


We're disciples. We're professional Christians who take our work for God seriously. We've devoted our lives to His service, to reaching the world with His message, to living His Word, to being a sample of full-time discipleship, to preaching the meaty Endtime message of the Words of David, to loving Him with all of our heart, soul, mind, body, and strength. That's what being a disciple in the Family is about--not movies, music, sex, drinking, Internet use, computer games, food, entertainment, fashion, free time, money, hanging out, etc. As disciples we get to partake of those things, but that's not supposed to be the most important aspect of Family life.
274. My profession, like that of thousands and thousands of other Family members, is discipleship. That's what I do, that's what I am, that's what I live for, that's what I'll die for. If tomorrow the Lord sends me to a place where there's no videos, no Internet, no music, no pleasures of this life, then I'll still serve Him, because I love Him and because that's what I'm committed to.
275. Discipleship is a tough profession. It requires a high standard in spirit and behavior. It requires forsaking all, obedience, yieldedness, and willingness to do the job even if everything isn't to your liking--even if nothing is to your liking! As a disciple, sometimes you have to carry on when everything and everyone seems to be against you, when you feel so down you don't see how you can last one more minute. On top of it, you have the Devil and his minions such as Lethargy, Pan, Bacchus, Selvegion and Apotheon (see ML #3400:169-187, GN 992) trying with all their might to convince you to give up, and if they can't get you to do that, then to compromise.
276. Discipleship is a hard profession. Not many take it up, and many of those who do, eventually give it up. Why? Because it's a difficult life. It's extremely rewarding, but at times extremely difficult. Even in Jesus' day, when the going got tough and the message got strong, "many of His disciples went back, and walked no more with Him" (John 6:66). When Jesus asked the 12 if they'd go too, Peter answered succinctly, with a powerful message as to why we are disciples, why we serve God every day, why we have chosen such a difficult profession: "Lord, to whom shall we go? Thou hast the words of eternal life. And we believe and are sure that Thou art that Christ, the Son of the living God" (John 6:68-69).
(Professionals, The [#3399])

That is exactly why I am here and that exactly what I will continue to be no matter what anyone else says I am and will always be a DISCIPLE.

The end of a hobby...

I am officially retireing http://www.teachmetime.blogspot.com/ it was my pet project for a whole of two weeks but it was a young lover and our relationship is over, goodbye my two week old blog....

I miss you already!

Well sam and maria have officially left our home, I am so sad. They were some very great people, they added a special bit to our home. They just left this morning and i'm not even home and I already miss them. Its funny how fast you can become attached to someone.

Sam and maria you guys were great, You filled a very big place in our home and I know we'll never be the same without you. when you guys first came i was leary about poeple who i didn't know at all, but now i can definitly say that I love you. I miss you guys lots and lots, Hope I'll meet up with you guys again some day. Give the kids my love and let them know i miss the little rascels. smoooches!!!! Sob Sob...

Randomness...

I warn you this will be a very random post, i am just posting for posting sake and not because i actually have any important words of wisdom to pass on to you. ( not that i ever do).

I was talking with someone the other day and some how we got on the subject of hobbies. It dawned on me that I do not have a hobby. Now this was not a new revalation to me I have tried many diffrent skills and ahve tried my upmost and very best to hone them but ti never really seems to stick. I tried guitar for a little bit but after I noticed an increasing need for ear doctors for my fellow home memebers I dropped that. I then tried key bored but after a few failed attempts to get my songs actually sounding like songs I gave up that as well. next on the list writing, but that ended in falure when I could never get past the first sentence in anything I tried to write. Next I tried knitting, but after using up a ball of yarn on what was supposed to be a scarf and ended up a ball of jumbled knots i accepted knitting was just not my forte. all that to say is i do not have a hobby, and i can not find one. whats a poor girl to do? Maybe i'll try sleeping or eating those are hobbies i could do with no poblem.

In other random thoughts give soemone a hug today, don't read this a walk away go right now and give someone a hug. Its certaintly a much more effective way to waste your time that just reading this post....

Like i said go give someone a hug what are you still reading this post for.....

you don't get it do you...

oka like pronto.

My new pet project!

I started a new blog called Teachers corner, It a blog I made for teachers to get ideas from other teachers as well as links to sites with resorces and what not. Check it out it still a work in progress but i'm pretty proud of it the link is http://www.teachmetime.blogspot.com/. enjoy!

Embarrssing moments.

The other I took our dog for a walk I walked him all through the neighborhood and then came back. I went in the kitchen and was getting some water when i noticed that the back of my pants felt kinda odd so I reached back and there was a huge rip going all the way down the back. HA HA HA!!! Of course me miss absent minded didn't notice it till after walking through the town. Well praise the lord, whatever it takes to keep me humble!!!

The Best Mom!

Happy Birthday Mommy!!! When I think of the word mommy I think of you, I don't think that there is a better mother in the whole world. Of course every kid probable thinks that of there parent, but to me you really are the BEST. Your always there when us kids need you, You always have an answer for us even if its not the one we want to hear. You have an enormus amount of paitience, and your full of love. I love you so much Mom!!! Lots of kisses and hugs from me to you, have a Happy birthday Mom.

My bathroom!

Everything is so up in the air right now in our home our schedule changes almost every week because of diffrent plans changing. People are moving and you know how hectic things can get when there are boxes and bags pilled up. Everyone is so worn out and tired,me ecspeacially. It seems I should be used to this since i've been through more moves in the past few years than in my whole life but I guess I never will get used to the confusion that reins supreme when changes happen. But I found the solution to my problem the other day, the bathroom. No I am not going crazy the bathroom really is my solution. when things are getting to hectic or plans change for the fifth time that day I just go in the bathroom lock the door and breath. In and out in and out until i'm calm and collected and then i go back out and try again. Mind you my home probably thinks i have bladder problems, but hey it works for now you should try it sometime.

Sucha Cutie!!!!

I wonder sometimes how some kids can just be so cute, I was walking this little gal around one day and she fell asleep in my arms she looked so peaceful just laying there I couldn't help but think how adorable it would be to have one of those for my own. Gotta love them right!!!

Paitience...Paitience...

Have you ever really wanted to do something, not just wanted to do something but really REALLY wanted to do something. But you know it won't work out but there's this tiny little glimmer of hope that maybe just maybe it might possible work out so you worry and worry and fret and you have to wait and see. Gosh I hate that feeling! But its good for me cause its teaching me paitience and trust the two of which I have to hardest time learning. I Hate it when I pray about somehting and the lord kinda tells you that whatever happens will be his will, I hate that because its not like he's saying no but then its not like he's saying yes either. Oh well, Just trust and wait is my motto for now...tick tick tick.

Just let it go...

" Just let it go, stop holding so tight to it and let me have it." He said to me.

" But it will hurt." I whined as I cluched my heart and plans all the tighter.

" It will only hurt a little but the freedom you will feel will be so much better." He smiled as he reached out to take it from my grasp.

" But...I don't want it to hurt at all." I said turning away from his sad face.

" Please..." he asked his voice calm and pleading.

So many times I've had this conversation with the lord and so many times I've walked away from that pleading face not wanting to see the hurt written all over his patient face. Its so hard for me to give up my plans and way of doing things to let him rip them to shreds and plan new ones of his own. Its so difficult for me to watch the last little pieces of my plans and dreams slip away although I know he's planning something that's even better for me in the long run. I guess its something we all struggle with yielding and forsaking letting him have our plans and our hearts and letting him do what he wants with them. Today I had a conversation like this with him but instead of walking away I decided to give them to him slowly I handed over my plans and watched as he got rid of them than I handed over my heart and felt the ache of it but right after it passed from me to him he smiled at me and I felt the most beautiful and peaceful feeling. He was right although it hurt at first once I let it go it felt so much better and I wondered why I ever held on to them.

Happy Birthday Kat!!!

Happy b-day Kat!!! I know I promised to post a big long thing on your brithday with pics and all which I will but I don't any photos of you and right now my mind is blank so stay tuned and I'll have something up for you very soon. I love you girlie, have fun this year be bad and yeah just in general have a great year. love Ya Tons and Tons. smooches and kisses for your birthday.

I'm Sorry!

I think I'm sorry are two of the most hardest words in the English language to say. We have no problem spouting off mean or ugly words but when it comes to the point where we have to apologies for our actions our tongue freezes and our pride stings and we end up walking away while someone Else's heart is breaking. so many times people are hurt and it would only take two simple words to make it all better but instead of saying them we hem and haw about it and try and come up with a way to take the onus off of you. Recently I said something to someone that really hurt them it was mean and unloving and very untrue I knew what i needed to say but i didn't want to say it and my pride hurt to bad so instead of apologizing i left it. Time passed and eventually apologized for what i said but when i did it just wasn't the same. Of course they forgave me but what they said chilled me to the bone they said " When you said that thing to me I was having a ruff day and everything seemed to be going wrong if you would have instead said one encouraging word to me you could have given me as much joy as you did hurt". Well I'll stop blabbering now just wanted to share that with you....

Huh????

I did car lighting today and as you all know whenever you do any type of fundraising your bound to meet very odd people, well I met quite a few of those today.

These two gay guys pulled up to the lighta dn after giving a donation the guy said " Tell me something honey, why is it that guys like you so much better than us?" I just looked at him with a blank stare. How can you answer that without being mean, or just souding really wrong.

Next strange person the pulls up is yet another gay guy who while having his hair strocked by his "partner" starts hitting on me, I was like WHAT? I mean he's quite obviously gay and his hitting on me, now that is odd.

Then theres all the hundreds of cars that pull up and the people just do not know how to say no, they'll ignore you, or stare at you, or they just make some werid hand signal that your supposed to interpret as no, but never will they just say " no, thank you" or just plain "no".

well all I can say is humans can be pretty werid some times, and other times their just plain strange.

I'm soooooooo tired!

Its six thirty in the morning my eyes are involuntarily shutting but i'm trying very hard to keep them open. I have no idea why i'm posting I should lay down and go to sleep but the thing is as soon as i lay down my eyes involuntarily open wide and I can't sleep. I don't think I slept at all last night, Gosh this sounds so much like a murmur. Praise the lord I can drink coffee and wake myself up. I got to do car litnessing today, gosh keep me in you prayers. My body is shutting down so i bid you adue....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Going...going...gone

Well, the dates been set the dies been cast and theres no turning back now. Sam and maria with their four beautiful children will be leaving us official in a month or two. I am so sad, they are such cool people and their kids are just to cute. I promised myself when they moved I wasn't going to get all sentimental and post but my will broke down and I just had to. Sam and Maria you guys are super cool, you will be sadly missed here. ( If your ever shopping around for a childcare helper I'll be here). Love You!!!

9/11

Wow, its the sixth anniversary of the 9/11 attacks, wow, six years I can still remember the day it happened. I don't know why I'm posting about this but it just shocked me how quickly those six years went by, I was reading some accounts on the news about the September 11th attacks and I felt so sorry for those who lost loved ones and relatives on that fateful day. I sure Jesus was and is with them, and for all who were brave enough to go in there and rescue the people stuck god bless you!!!

( oka that's enough patriotism for one day.)

Profound Thoughts!

I was sitting yesterday working on some stuff and staring at the clock. When all of a sudden this profound thought came to me I was looking at all the seconds just ticking by and I was thinking how I would never be able to regan that second. The second that just ticked by is gone forever and I will never be able to change what I filled that second with. I wonder if we ever look back on our life and count all the wasted seconds and minutes filled with useless and meaningless activities and actions that could have instead been to put to much better use. Instead of wasting the seconds of your life feeling sorry for yourself and moaning over what you don't have go and make some one elses life better by helping them. Seconds tick by endlessly they never stop but how many of them are filled with actions that we will be proud of and how many are filled with things we will be ashamed of when we look back over our lives. I felt so convicted by this thought that I determined right than and there that I would make each second of my life count towards something good. When I feel sorry for myself or am tempted to moan and groan about what I don't have I determined to go and help someone else make there dreams possible. This and entirel new resoltion I'll just have to see how long it lasts....

Me, Myself, and I

I was looking through my computer and i found these old pistures of me they bring back such fond memories I had to post them.

My beautiful nephew

Here he is my new nephew he looks like such a doll, I can't believe terri actually had a baby, gosh time does fly!

One Day

It was one of those days my hair was a mess, my clothes were stained, my nerves were frazzeld, and I was sure I had the largest bags under my eyes that you ever saw. It was nap time I was dead tired and the kids wouldn't sleep, I felt like an old maid. Finally nap ended and Iwent to cook dinner I tryed to make a quick exit but before I could Brooke ( one of the little girls I was caring for) called for me "Tiffy" she said., "What Brooke?" I asked gruffly, she paused looked at me smiled the most adorable smile and said "Tiffy, I love you." My heart melted at that no matter how ugly you feel or how frazzeled your nerves are that will melt your heart. Whenever I feel tired or just plain sick of kids I remember that adorable smile and those beautiful words and it makes it all worth it.

Its a Boy!!!

Terri had the baby a few hours ago and it was a BOY!!! I'm so happy for the both of them i'll post more when I know what they called it and more of the details. But the most important fact is that I'm an aunt for the eleventh time!!!! WO HUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

New Baby!!!

Terri started having contractions the mornin a four o'clock, she just left to the midwives an hour ago. So with a little time and luck I might be an auntie again for the elenventh time. Keep her in your prayers!!!

Lost in NY city!!!

Today we went fundraising in the city and I got the glorius job of being...(drum roll)... co-pilot. I almost never sit up front but today I did. Problem is the driver has no idea where to go in the city so I had direct him using a... MAP. Well because I am so talented at getting people lost I got us lost. Ha Ha!!! I felt so bad because I was supposed to be the co-pilot and instead the driver was finding out where to go. Well praise the lord it was a lesson in humilty and reading a map, and I came out of it with a new skill I now know how to get through the hollland tunnel using a completly diffrent route.

Provsonal contract!

I just signed the provisional contract today, YEAH!!!!! I am now official a voting member of my home, it also means i have to be a good girl and obey all the rules. I can actually get xcomed, wow what a scary thought, gulp!!!!

THe smell of rain!

This is so beautiful it brought tears to me eyes, it had more pics but I couldn't get them but just the story is beautiful.


The Smell of Rain

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery. Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing. At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs. "I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as kindly as he could. "There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one" Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on. "No! No!" was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger. But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there. At last, when Dana turned two months old. her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted. Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of her story. One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked, "Do you smell that?" Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain." Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?" Once again, her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain." Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest." Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.

The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginning, but not its end.

ANGELS EXIST but some times, since they don't all have wings, we call them FRIENDS. _________________________

Sucha Hottie!!!

I've always loved this picture of jesus he just looks so yummy!!!!

I will try!!!

With this post I promise that i will try my upmost and very very best to take some pics soon and hopefully if your really lucky i'll post some. I also want to ask for prayer I've been having some very bad asthma attcks lately I'm oka now but i'm still very weak so please pray for my strength. Love you all and thanks for praying!!!! smooches XXXXX!!!!

He's at it again!

Well, yet again the lord is putting me through the meat grinder of trusting and leaning on him. Its something i've always had a weakness with and something hes always trying to teach me, and sometime i wonder will I ever learn. I mean its easy enough to trust when nothing happening and its all hunky dory but when it starts getting tough then it really starts getting hard. Recently the lord agin brought up a situation that drove me to him and made me trust in him. We went on a faith trip and were supposed to spend a few days witessing and then drive up to canada for a camp there having up there. But we forgot to tell them that we might have whopping cough, so by the time we remembered and told them it was the night before we were supposed to drive their and they prayed and told us they just didn't think it was the best. And to top that off I got two super bad asthma attacks in a row, which really takes it out of you i got so weak i couldn't even walk by myself with out falling. I was so sad and dissapointed and sick I felt so low and then he just said to me just trust stop trying to understand it all stop trying to control it all just trust and know that i am in control and will bring all things through in my time. It was so hard for me but I was like oka i'm trusting you i don't understand why this is happening or all the reasons for it but i'm going to trust you. And just like that i felt so much better, its not that the asthma stopped or that we got to go to the camp but i just felt so much peace and I knew that no matter what happened it was in his hands and his plan and he would work it out.

My Niece

She is sucha cutie I love her!

gotta love it...

( i have a knack for getting myself into messy situations here are some stuff that happened to me lately:)

the home decided to send a witnessing team out and i was picked to go the teams we're terri and kat and me and toshi ( my brother). so we set out terri and kat on one side of the park and me and toshi on the other. after that the events are kind of a blur we talked to about four people got one soul and some how ended up in the wrong place walking along the train tracks ( don't ask me why or how) then we see this little path going off into the woods in the direction of the park. so instead of listening to the warning bells we go ahead and follow it, we're heading along this patha and then it forks so we take to path which leads in the general directin of the park well this path starts to get smaller and more cluttered until finally it not a path anymore so we're walkign around lost int his forest with no idea where the park is. finally we run into some hickers who are also lost thankfully they have a compass and by following them we found our way back the park. The lesson in this story is never follow a path that goes through the forest unless you are prepared to hike which i was not ( i was wearing platforms and a white shirt).



I was coming back from fundraising the other week, we were in the car driving and when i get chilled for some reason i will get asthma. so we're driving and i start to feel cold but due to my proud nature i didn't want to say anything. Sam ( the driver) god bless his soul saw me shivering and closed the windows and lightly scolded me for not telling anyone. But by then it was to late and fifteen minuted later i started to get an asthma attack. so we were trying to get to a gas station to get some coffee ( its supposed to help) and some gas we were about one mile away, by this time my asthma was really bad, and we run out of gas. great! so toshi and JD treid to run to the gas station to get some gas but they got pulled over by a cop whne only ten feet away. thank the lord the cop was really sweet and drove them to get some gas and then drove them back. he even waited to make sure we were all set before he left.

I told you...

Well just like I said in my previous post and due to my nature I have not posted and i've been back for a full two weeks. Sorry!!!
so much has been happening recently that its been hard to just step back and say " whoa". But hard as it is i have stepped back and now I say "WHOA".
I've been teaching, cleaning, fundriasing, planning and all of the above these past few weeks an although I have had time to post I have not.
any way instead of blabbering on about nonsense i'm going to go ahead and post...does anyone every get those feelings where you feel like your caught in the middle of the sea while there's a huge storm blowing through and all you have is a life jacket to keep yo afloat and so your haging on to that life jacket with all thats in you and hoping that soon the storm will stop? yeah, well i'v ebeen in one of those times for the past few weeks and let me tell you I am so glad to have our wonderful love and life vest jesus to keep me afloat.
so much is uncertain right now with people planning on moving on and the state of our home not exactly being all that stable it defintily keep you on your toes.
Its funny the other night i was putting the kids to bed ( it was the parents WNR) and i was thinking about joan and tracy and vicky and tania and all the kids and thinking about all the fun times we had and really missing them. Then i realize as i looked at the ones in my home now how much i would miss each one if and when they move on. Each and everyone i live or have lived with brings so much to the home and me that if they decided to leave i would really miss them. So to all those i have lived with or live with still i love you and would really miss you.
those were just some thoughts i was thinking on, oh to all those who had there birthday within the last couple months and i for got to wish a good one HAPPY BIRHDAY.
well i end this here....

Up date to all!!!

Hey everyone,
Sorry I haven't posted in awhile I've been super busy. Trying to get all the kids school stuff finished for the year and yadayada. I will post soon I promise I'm on the road right now for a few days but I'll do my upmost and very best to post when I return. You all know that will never happen but keep the faith I might actuallly do it.

Just A little side note here and this is a little tribute to maggie

Now therefore endure hardness as a good solider of Jesus Christ!

( LOVE YA MAGS!!!)

City life!!!

I'm in NY city for a few days doing fundriasing, I was supposed to be here for ten but thank the lord plans changed. But just being here for a few days has shown me how thankful i turly am that we don't live here but just stay here during the weekend. I never truly realize and appreciate the remoatness of my home until I've been here for a few days. Its true i would be very glad if we lived near to somethign other than the local library and a bery small gas station, but I am so thankful that there is no smog no huge buildings to mar the beauty of the landstape and most of all nobady cussing swearing or yealling ont he top of there lungs. I can now truly say I am very thankful for the cow farm we live next to and i must saw cow smells a whole lot better that car fumes.

Happy Birthday to me!!!!

Well, I know its highly unusual for someone to post about themselves on their birthday but well I just couldn't resist. Its my Birthday today WO HO!!!! I was born Sixteen years ago in copenhagen, denmark at seven fifty-two on June 21st 1991, Long time ago. My mom says that when i came out the nurse took me and while she was washing me up started talking to me in danish, when my mom looked at her she said don't worry she's danish, Hee Hee!!! I wonder if that nurse knew soemthing I didn't ( alright mom which milk man was it this time ) i'm just kidding. anyhue, its my sweet sixteenth birthday and wonder of wonders there is no one here to celebrate everyone left, well praise the lord!!!! well those were my brithday thoughts you know a few tidbits...anyone want to wish me a happy birthday or anything else is more than welcome. TTFN, i'll be waiting.

Baby sitting!!!

Well, my suicide has begun The SGA's in our home have gone to the PEP and I am filling in with their kids as their mother/father. I have found some amazing things out through having been with them a lot recently and I can't say I will ever be the same again. One of the most important things I have discovered is that parenting is loads of WORK. Not that I didn't know that before ( I have done this a couple of times) but I guess after having been with them for a day and knowing I have a week more of it is kinda daunting to say the least. I now truly respect our hard working parent and am positive that I do not plan to have kids of my own for a least another ten years or more. Second thing I found out and this is not as monumental kids rarely if ever stay still when they sleep. I was sleeping with the youngest of the trio in the parents bed and she started out sleeping beside me and ended up at the end of the bed with her feet kicking me not mention all night she was kicking and contorting into millions of strange positions. Third and last thing I have found out is that kids know how get on your nerves and then right before your going to explode smile or say the most adorable thing. Its really annoying because your super mad and your about to yell and right then they look at you and say something adorable and you just melt. Anyway her are some Pics of my foster kids for the week...

Ryans Post!

I'm with ryan ( my nephew) right now and he wants to sa something so here he is...

I love daddy and mommy! and braden always shares his toys. thats all...ryan loves all his toys. Bye.

couldn't have said it better my self.

Wacky hair!

This picture speaks for it self...

Boring Blog?

I’ve gotten quite a few comments about my blog being boring and that I should post more as well as read many peoples blogs who are quite boring as well. And well I just had the burden laid on my heart that I should look at my blog from and outsiders view. And when I did I found a most amazing discovery…( drum roll please)…my blog IS really boring, whew glad I got that off my chest. But now the problem hits me like a ton of bricks how do I make it more exciting…on this I am truly stumped. Do I post more pictures do I write more stuff…do I…write about babies (That seems to be a going topic). I am still truly stumped…if you have any ideas of how I can make this blog a bit more…exciting…please do not hesitate to comment and let me know what you think. I probably will not put your suggestions to practice but it will be nice to hear them.

P.S. if you think this blog is perfectly fine the way it is please also comment it will be great to know who really enjoys reading this blog.

Hair cut!

Well, I’ve finally gone and done it…I’ve been thinking of doing it for awhile and so I finally did it. I cut my hair, most of you probably already know that but I thought I should let all those who don’t know…know… if you can catch my drift…any hue here are some pics of it if you haven’t seen it yet.

Singing in the rain!!!

Well, I've made a fool of myself once again I did something kInda absent minded and then realized what a fool I was. It had been raining for like a week straight so there wasz finally a let up and I dedcided that this would be the opportun time to take a nice long walk. So I got my MP3 out and started out I walked for about half an hour totally oblivious of the clouds moving in. Suddenly I felt a light sprokle starting and started home but it was to late and soon it was pouring rain and by pouring I mean POURING. So i'm walking along in the pouring rain completly drenched and feeling like a fool, when suddenly right in front of me this car pulls up with four young guys sitting in it and thats when my heart starts pounding. So I slowly side step them and pray with all my heart that there not going to kidnap me or somesuchness. But nothing happened and after I walked by they drove off and I kept walking I got about two minutes down the road and I realize what a comical stiuation I was in I'm walking down the road in the pouring rain completly drenched and worrying about being kidnapped. I started laughing super hard and can only imagine what a strange weirdo I looked like standing there drenched and laughing on top of it.

Freaks!!!!

we were supposed to werid i just look freaked...

Yes, I assure you we are really really really weird.

Grattitude Attitude!!!!

I’ve alighted on a very important principle due to the wonderful new wine that just came out (Extreme Praise ML 3641). In it it talks about being praiseful for not only the good in our life but the bad as well, Being able to praise for the negative as well as the good things that are quit obvious. This really stood out to me because be nature I am a very negative person, I was born a pessimist and have a knack for finding a negative twist in every situation. So for me to be able to look at a good situation and think only positive thoughts is tuff but for me to look at an obvious bad situation and think positive thoughts is really really tuff. But this quote really stood out to me and I guess its sort of a good thing for us all to remember whenever we are tempted to complain or bemoan something that happens in our lives.

( Gratitude and trust are closely related. In order to be thankful for everyone and everything in my life‚ I need to trust that the universe makes sense‚ that everything my soul has chosen to experience in my lifetime has been for my ultimate highest good. I trust that when it appears I'm failing, I'm only learning. I make a great effort to bless my life as it is, both the so-called triumphs and disasters. A line from Kipling's poem If often comes to mind: "If you can meet with triumph and disaster and treat these two impostors just the same."
When I remind myself that I am a student in Earth School, choosing those lessons that enhance my soul's purpose, it's possible to more readily bless every circumstance of my life. Of course, from a more unenlightened segment of myself, I sometimes wonder, "Why did I choose this particular misery?" Yet, gratitude for, and trust in, ultimate justice is the best antidote for the poisonous emotions of self–pity and resentment. I find it impossible to experience gratitude and negative emotions simultaneously.
When my soul arrived in Earth School, it set up some challenging lessons. Many years went by before I learned to see the blessings in these experiences. When I could honestly begin to understand their purpose and to feel gratitude for them, I made an escape from the darkness of a victim's prison into the light of freedom and joy.
Although "illegitimate" was stamped on my birth certificate, I am grateful I now know God has no illegitimate children. I acknowledge God's indwelling presence and embrace my innate worth as I go about completing my legitimate Earth School assignments. Although I was physically and sexually abused as a child, I am grateful that I now know my spirit is indestructible and cannot be harmed by anything done to the Earth Suit. Although I've experienced "failed" relationships, I'm grateful that every relationship presents unique opportunities to practice love and forgiveness, opportunities to learn about myself at deeper levels. I'm grateful that it's possible to learn from relationships after they are over.
My oldest son Richard died when he was nine, and I'm so very grateful that I know that each soul chooses its Earth School experiences, including the manner and time of departure from the Earth plane. In reality, there is no death; the soul is ageless and eternal, and love knows no barriers of time or space. My second son Robert nearly died when he was two and suffered brain damage as a result of the illness. I am grateful that I know that Robert chose this Earth School lesson, and as his mother, that I chose the experience with him. I've felt much pain watching him struggle with life, but he has demanded from me‚ and thus has taught me, unconditional love. Such a great gift!
Looking back over my life, I can see the beauty that the windstorms have carved. I trust current and future challenges to facilitate additional soul growth. My heart is filled with gratitude for all the people and events in my life because I now understand their higher purpose. My heart overflows with gratitude for the Divine Love that enfolds guides, protects and sustains us all!)

If you think of it that way the things we go through and the heartache we experience can only draw us closer to the place where we can truly be grateful for everything that has happened in our life.

I'm back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Aren't you all just jumping for joy i'm back alive and kicking for the event of the year......WS!!!! whew...thats was fun. Anyway just got back a week ago and have been soooooooooooooooooooo busy barely have had any time for anything but its starting to stablize out now and I'm back in normal mode now. I think that was some of the funnist six days i've had all year....gosh i miss everyone. bu hu hu!!!! It feels so weird to be back so fast I'm used to a three day drive to think and moan about allt he people you miss but this time we flew it was so quick it felt like worstock was all just a really nice dream. ha ha ha!!! Anyway I'll try and post some picks of me at WS soon so all those who did not see me can. well ta ta...

TA TA for a little while!!!!

Well you all in exactly 12 days wordstock IV will be taking place...I'm SSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO excited but along with these wonderful events come....work. So in about four days I'll be off for a weekend of fundraising before wordstock so its TA TA for a little while until I see you all at wordstock, and if I don't see you I will wright you as soon as I get back. Love you!!!! --Tiffy.

On Box springs, falling out of windows, and such things!

Being in seclusion has done wonders for me and my partner in…seclusion. We have found such exciting hobbies that have never before been tested. Such as falling out windows…or pretending to at least. Let me recount to you exactly what I am talking about. It was lovely…blizzarddy morning with snow drifts pilling upon my bed artistically. Dew to the cold in our room our brains did not seem to be functioning properly…then again they never do. Suddenly I came up with the brilliant plan to get a box spring from our large barn for our artiscally snow pilled bed. Kat, who is my accomplice, refused adamantly due to the fact that her brain was working slightly more than mine, which only happens when the stars are properly aligned. Brons over took brains and we strolled out in the snow for our lovely expedition. We found our victim lying unsuspectingly beneath a mattress totally oblivious to the evil soon to befall it. We dragged and pushed and flipped and threw until we had uncovered our prey. Wahahahhahaha!!! We dragged it to the door where we pushed and shoved and finally came to the conclusion that there was no way that this box spring was going through that door. Kat promptly wanted to quit but I having my heart set on that box spring came up with the plan to drop it out the window. Kat promptly refused but I was determined so to the window that box spring went.
“It’s easy you just drop it out the window and I’ll catch it there’s nothing to it” I said. (Mind you this is a DOUBLE bed box spring made out of WOOD.)
“Oka, Here it comes…AHHHHHHH…I’m falling…WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE.” Kat yelled as she held the box spring out the window.
“HA!!!! Hold it there I’m coming up.” I yelled back laughing hysterically.
I walked up to find Kat ten feet away from the and perfectly stable though she was yelling like a you know like a someone that is like yelling. (As Victoria would say.) I quickly took control of the situation.
“Go down and catch I’ll drop it.” I said. (Keep in mind that Kat is barely four feet and the box spring is over twice her size.)
Slowly I lowered it down all the while laughing at Kats screams that I would crush her.
“AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! No you are too clum.” As her mother would say.
The ending result was she caught it and half stumbled half dragged it back to the basement all the while double over in laughter!!!

A song I wrote.

Dear Jesus,
I ‘m here today on bended knee asking you to hold me
I do not know why I ask but I know I need you to hold me
Nothing in this world can offer comfort to me now
All I want is your arms around me
Please just hold me till the end of time

Everything else confuses me
I cannot understand or explain it
It all is so hard so difficult and strange
But I know that your touch can calm me

So I ask that you hold me
To the end all of all time
I ask you to hold me
Through the storms and trails tests
Through the good and the bad
Through every passing moment of my life

There are times that I push
There are times that I pry
There are times that I try all on my own
There are even times I curse your name

But no matter what happens in this life or the next
I know that you will be there to hold me

So I ask that you hold me
To the end of all time
I ask you to hold me
Through the storms and trails and test
I ask you to hold me
Through the good and the bad
Through every passing moment of my life

Please my dear Jesus
No matter what I say
All I want is for you to hold me
So Jesus please be mine

Happy Birthday!!!!

Dear Maggie and Celeste,
Happy Birthday!!! I know this is a bit early but I thought I should wish this to you before I forget. You guys are the weirdest, coolest, and totally hot chicks that I know. If I was going to pick any sisters (besides my own) I would pick you to mine. You guys are great you never to fail to make me laugh and all I can say is you’re really cool. Meeting you guys was one of those cool things that happen in life that you will always look back on with fond memories. So here’s to Mag’s and celest…SMOOOCH!!! Here are a few kisses and hugs on this wonderful day of birth XXXXOOOO…I love you!!!