Manna--The dictionary defines it as something of value that comes unexpectedly. True dat.
This summer has come with some challenges. In May, our van was hit in an accident. A couple of days later, Tim was informed that his position at SuperValu was being eliminated and he would eventually be out of a job. A few weeks later, I lost our nice camera during my trip to Texas. It was like Bam, Bam, Bam!! To say that it's been a long few months is an understatement.
Things are turning around, though.
After months of wishing, and hoping, and worrying, and praying, and stressing, Tim has accepted a new position with Micron as the corporate internal audit manager and will be starting in September. We had prepared ourselves for all sorts of things--a decrease in pay, a relocation, a period of unemployment. None of those are going to happen now. Manna from heaven.
It has been a humbling experience, but we have tried to keep the faith and put our trust in God, and He has not forgotten us. I had to fight back the tears when I saw Micron on the caller I.D. and knew they were making him an offer over the phone...manna.
Other good news at our house is that Jake is finally being receptive to potty training and the kids have started back to school. And I'm pretty sure I can start shopping for a new camera now that I'm not fearing unemployment in the near future. It feels like I can finally breathe this week! I'm sure there are more trials in our future, but I am glad to be done with some of these for now. It was a great learning experience for our kids. We told them in the beginning what was happening with their dad's job, and how we knew the Lord would provide in His own time and in His own way, and they would remember to pray for him in our family prayers.
We know of many others who have had similar struggles, some for much, much longer. I know we are no better than they. The Lord's time is a hard concept to grasp. I can only be grateful for the tender mercies he has shown us now and throughout our lives.
It has been a joyous week full of thanksgiving at our house. On to new adventures!!
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August 24, 2011
May 15, 2011
WICKED!!!!!
I am a music lover. That shouldn't be news to anyone reading this blog. Sometimes I even go around singing ordinary things to my kids as if we are a part of some big musical and everything must be sung instead of spoken. That being said, I had only been to one major Broadway-like production (Mama Mia in Vegas) before Wednesday night. We went to see WICKED. Now I can say I've been to two. And I need more.
It was amazing and I loved every minute of it. My only regret is not forking out a little more money for better seats. Next time I WILL be closer!
Actually I have one more regret. The lack of cheesecake. See, we (me, Tim, his borther Kip and his wife Sabrina, my niece Brittney and her husband Josh, and my niece Daniele) ate dinner at Cheesecake Factory before the show. Doing Weight Watchers, I sure as heck didn't want a whole piece of cheesecake in front of me. I thought surely one of the other 6 people would order a slice and I could have a bite of theirs. Just a bite. I only wanted one bite, people! But alas, no one wanted to order cheesecake. So I had NO BITES! I'm not bitter or anything... Thankfully, the show was amazing and all but made me forget about the missing dessert.
One of the best parts of the night was seeing Tim enjoy the show.
***DISCLAIMER: Cathy: musical. Tim: not-so-much.***
But he enjoyed himself none-the-less and said afterward that he really liked it. Not that he's going to turn into Mary Poppins and start singing everything he says like his crazy wife, haha! But I foresee more shows like this in our future and that makes me happy.
I didn't think to get a picture until after the show, 5 or 6 hours after our night began, so I don't look amazing, but it proves we went. Good times!
It was amazing and I loved every minute of it. My only regret is not forking out a little more money for better seats. Next time I WILL be closer!
Actually I have one more regret. The lack of cheesecake. See, we (me, Tim, his borther Kip and his wife Sabrina, my niece Brittney and her husband Josh, and my niece Daniele) ate dinner at Cheesecake Factory before the show. Doing Weight Watchers, I sure as heck didn't want a whole piece of cheesecake in front of me. I thought surely one of the other 6 people would order a slice and I could have a bite of theirs. Just a bite. I only wanted one bite, people! But alas, no one wanted to order cheesecake. So I had NO BITES! I'm not bitter or anything... Thankfully, the show was amazing and all but made me forget about the missing dessert.
One of the best parts of the night was seeing Tim enjoy the show.
***DISCLAIMER: Cathy: musical. Tim: not-so-much.***
But he enjoyed himself none-the-less and said afterward that he really liked it. Not that he's going to turn into Mary Poppins and start singing everything he says like his crazy wife, haha! But I foresee more shows like this in our future and that makes me happy.
I didn't think to get a picture until after the show, 5 or 6 hours after our night began, so I don't look amazing, but it proves we went. Good times!
May 2, 2011
Great Goat
As I'm sure you all know, my husband is a hunter. That's the middle name of our firstborn. It is what it is.
He's also a little addicted to getting things mounted and hanging them on our walls.
Last fall, he shot a mountain goat and promptly took it to the taxidermist. Sadly, he finished it last week. It's now in the family room next to the elk. The only good thing about it is that it somewhat balances out the elk and it's no longer quite so all alone. The only bad thing is it's ugly.
If me "letting" (I mean, it's his house, too...) him put it up there isn't proof enough of my undying love and devotion, then I don't know what is. I really don't LOVE it, but I don't HATE it, so I can live with it. It makes him happy.
Here it is next to the elk so you can see just how big it is.
Here is a little more close up. The rock is actually made out of plywood and foam. It looks so real though!
And here she is in all her glory, really close up. I still can't believe this is in my house!
He's also a little addicted to getting things mounted and hanging them on our walls.
Last fall, he shot a mountain goat and promptly took it to the taxidermist. Sadly, he finished it last week. It's now in the family room next to the elk. The only good thing about it is that it somewhat balances out the elk and it's no longer quite so all alone. The only bad thing is it's ugly.
If me "letting" (I mean, it's his house, too...) him put it up there isn't proof enough of my undying love and devotion, then I don't know what is. I really don't LOVE it, but I don't HATE it, so I can live with it. It makes him happy.
Here it is next to the elk so you can see just how big it is.
Here is a little more close up. The rock is actually made out of plywood and foam. It looks so real though!
And here she is in all her glory, really close up. I still can't believe this is in my house!
February 15, 2011
A little reminder...
Yesterday I was reminded just how amazing my man is. He called in the early afternoon and our conversation went something like this:
T: Hey, you didn't get me anything for Valentine's Day, did you?
C: Don't worry, I didn't get you a gift, so that you don't have to get me anything either, o.k.?
T: Just making sure. Are you o.k.?
C: I'm fine...
Of course, I can't put my tone of voice into this post, but I was a little annoyed after I hung up, thinking, "This is why I don't get him things, so that I won't be disappointed when he shows up w/ nothing and I was thoughtful." I was kind of on my high horse and felt so justified that I hadn't gotten him anything and wouldn't have to have that awkward "Look what I got you...oh, you didn't get me anything...???" awkward moment later in the day.
I did, however, plan an amazing menu of rib eye steaks, baked potatoes, homemade brown bread, salad, and for dessert--homemade chocolate lava cakes w/ ice cream, Magic Shell, and whipped cream. Basically, calorie overload, but whatever...
So as I'm setting the table and getting things ready for our special dinner w/ the kids, he walks in the door from work w/ flowers AND Andes mints--my fav! Be still my heart! I was genuinely surprised! AND he also gave me a card, which he wrote in--which he knows is my favorite thing--AND had put 2 "coupons" inside. (That's 3 "AND"s...)
The first one said "GOOD FOR ONE TEMPLE TRIP WITH YOUR HUSBAND" and had an expiration date of Feb. 12, 2011. Haha--we had gone on Saturday night and then to Olive Garden for our pre-Valentine's Day date.
The second one said "2 tickets to Wicked valid for May 4, 2011 @ 7:30pm." That's right--we're going to see it in May! Uber-excited!!!
So we did have that awkward moment after all, only completely reversed! Talk about feeling like crap! But feeling so fantastic all at the same time! He definitely got me!
So what's the moral of this Love-Day story? That Tim is amazing and the best thing that has ever happened to me. That he can still surprise me after 16 years, and that he just keeps getting better. He really is the perfect person for me. I don't know how I ever tricked him into falling for me, but I don't care. Point is, he's mine. And that couldn't make me happier. And I love that he knows to be afraid of the phrase "I'm fine."
And next year, I will definitely be getting him something amazing. :)
T: Hey, you didn't get me anything for Valentine's Day, did you?
C: Don't worry, I didn't get you a gift, so that you don't have to get me anything either, o.k.?
T: Just making sure. Are you o.k.?
C: I'm fine...
Of course, I can't put my tone of voice into this post, but I was a little annoyed after I hung up, thinking, "This is why I don't get him things, so that I won't be disappointed when he shows up w/ nothing and I was thoughtful." I was kind of on my high horse and felt so justified that I hadn't gotten him anything and wouldn't have to have that awkward "Look what I got you...oh, you didn't get me anything...???" awkward moment later in the day.
I did, however, plan an amazing menu of rib eye steaks, baked potatoes, homemade brown bread, salad, and for dessert--homemade chocolate lava cakes w/ ice cream, Magic Shell, and whipped cream. Basically, calorie overload, but whatever...
So as I'm setting the table and getting things ready for our special dinner w/ the kids, he walks in the door from work w/ flowers AND Andes mints--my fav! Be still my heart! I was genuinely surprised! AND he also gave me a card, which he wrote in--which he knows is my favorite thing--AND had put 2 "coupons" inside. (That's 3 "AND"s...)
The first one said "GOOD FOR ONE TEMPLE TRIP WITH YOUR HUSBAND" and had an expiration date of Feb. 12, 2011. Haha--we had gone on Saturday night and then to Olive Garden for our pre-Valentine's Day date.
The second one said "2 tickets to Wicked valid for May 4, 2011 @ 7:30pm." That's right--we're going to see it in May! Uber-excited!!!
So we did have that awkward moment after all, only completely reversed! Talk about feeling like crap! But feeling so fantastic all at the same time! He definitely got me!
So what's the moral of this Love-Day story? That Tim is amazing and the best thing that has ever happened to me. That he can still surprise me after 16 years, and that he just keeps getting better. He really is the perfect person for me. I don't know how I ever tricked him into falling for me, but I don't care. Point is, he's mine. And that couldn't make me happier. And I love that he knows to be afraid of the phrase "I'm fine."
And next year, I will definitely be getting him something amazing. :)
August 8, 2010
Pork Noodles
There are a few things that make a Woodman a Woodman (and for those of you whom I've met within the last 15 years, that's my maiden name).
You must LOVE these things:
1. Papacitas in Longview, TX...mmmmm
2. Watching "So I Married an Axe Murderer" or "Better Off Dead" (or any number of other awesome oldies but goodies...)
3. Playing Spades
4. Singing around the piano on Sunday afternoons
5. The New Years' Eve family dance, haha!
6. Pork Noodles
The list is actually much longer than this, but I don't have that much time, and these are the things that popped into my head--and made me a little homesick, for that matter... Anyways, my point is that although Tim is 0% Woodman, I still want him to love what I love. And have these things make him as happy as they make me.
I have made him pork noodles before, and he was less than thrilled, to say the least. So I hardly ever make it...VERY discouraging... Well, on Sunday, I had some leftover pork chops in the fridge that I didn't want to just grill like usual, so I decided to make pork noodles. Tim asked me to leave one pork chop for him to just grill because he didn't like pork noodles and had no desire to eat them. Fine. More for me.
So I made those noodles, and boy, were they good!!! Probably the best I've ever made. I think Dad would've been proud! In the meantime, Tim proceeded to grill his chops, while the kids and I devoured our pork noodles. As I got up to get a drink, Tim apparently took a bite off my plate, cause next thing I knew, he was dishing up what I had hoped would be my pork noodle leftovers for lunch the next day. I said, "I thought you don't like these."
He has been converted!!! So the bad news is, I didn't get to have leftovers the next day. But the fantastic news is that Tim now likes the quintessential Woodman comfort food and I will now be making it much more often. This makes me very happy. :)
I guess now I'll just have to keep hoping he wants to join in my Sunday afternoon music-fest to become true Woodman material. Not very likely...
You must LOVE these things:
1. Papacitas in Longview, TX...mmmmm
2. Watching "So I Married an Axe Murderer" or "Better Off Dead" (or any number of other awesome oldies but goodies...)
3. Playing Spades
4. Singing around the piano on Sunday afternoons
5. The New Years' Eve family dance, haha!
6. Pork Noodles
The list is actually much longer than this, but I don't have that much time, and these are the things that popped into my head--and made me a little homesick, for that matter... Anyways, my point is that although Tim is 0% Woodman, I still want him to love what I love. And have these things make him as happy as they make me.
I have made him pork noodles before, and he was less than thrilled, to say the least. So I hardly ever make it...VERY discouraging... Well, on Sunday, I had some leftover pork chops in the fridge that I didn't want to just grill like usual, so I decided to make pork noodles. Tim asked me to leave one pork chop for him to just grill because he didn't like pork noodles and had no desire to eat them. Fine. More for me.
So I made those noodles, and boy, were they good!!! Probably the best I've ever made. I think Dad would've been proud! In the meantime, Tim proceeded to grill his chops, while the kids and I devoured our pork noodles. As I got up to get a drink, Tim apparently took a bite off my plate, cause next thing I knew, he was dishing up what I had hoped would be my pork noodle leftovers for lunch the next day. I said, "I thought you don't like these."
He has been converted!!! So the bad news is, I didn't get to have leftovers the next day. But the fantastic news is that Tim now likes the quintessential Woodman comfort food and I will now be making it much more often. This makes me very happy. :)
I guess now I'll just have to keep hoping he wants to join in my Sunday afternoon music-fest to become true Woodman material. Not very likely...
November 30, 2009
Long week...but great ending
So the flu, or at least the stomach flu, hit our house last week. Jake was the first on Tuesday, followed by Ryan and Sydney on Thanksgiving afternoon, me on Friday, and Tim and Brandon on Saturday. Sheesh!!! The smell of vomit just never gets any easier to handle, especially when it's in the carpet...thank goodness for me carpet cleaner! It was a long holiday weekend, and I didn't get as much shopping or decorating in as I would have liked to, but at least we are all healthy now and life can get better.
On another note, Tim was released from the bishopric and called to the High Council yesterday at church. I'm hoping that his new assignment will be easier, or at least that he will get to sit with us at church most of the time from now on. He is excited to be over the Young Men and Young Women for the stake and help plan the combined camp next summer. It was a great birthday present!
On another note, Tim was released from the bishopric and called to the High Council yesterday at church. I'm hoping that his new assignment will be easier, or at least that he will get to sit with us at church most of the time from now on. He is excited to be over the Young Men and Young Women for the stake and help plan the combined camp next summer. It was a great birthday present!
Happy birthday to my man :)
Yesterday this good-looking guy turned 37. How I love that smile!! Of course, the best smiling photos of him are from when he just killed something, haha! Why not pay tribute to what he really loves on his special day...well, the day after his special day. What can I say, I was busy catering to his needs yesterday, like any great wife would have been. :)
It's been 15 years since I met Tim, and it didn't take long at all for me to decide he was for me, and I was going to make sure he felt the same way about me, too. I was determined, to say the least...
I love him for many reasons, but mostly because he is a truly good person, he is a great leader, and he makes me smile. I married him for who he was at the time, but also for the great potential I knew was in him, which I have seen come to fruition. He is my guy and I'm so blessed to have him.
I'd better stop or this will get even mushier...
Happy birthday, Honey! I love you!
It's been 15 years since I met Tim, and it didn't take long at all for me to decide he was for me, and I was going to make sure he felt the same way about me, too. I was determined, to say the least...
I love him for many reasons, but mostly because he is a truly good person, he is a great leader, and he makes me smile. I married him for who he was at the time, but also for the great potential I knew was in him, which I have seen come to fruition. He is my guy and I'm so blessed to have him.
I'd better stop or this will get even mushier...
Happy birthday, Honey! I love you!
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