Lessons I am Learning...

Today marks the halfway point of a week-long Cooking Camp I have led in Kerrville the last three years. Usually by this point in the week, I am wishing I had never agreed to do this darn camp again. The campers are starting to get under my skin, my own kids and whatever friend we brought with us are driving me insane, and I am super cranky. HOWEVER, this year has been COMPLETELY DIFFERENT. I am loving this year's camp! We have had a few moments of frustration, but no big issues to deal with. As I waited for the worst today, I wondered, 'What is different? I am equally prepared as I have been in the past, I chose recipes that are just as complex as the last couple of years... What is happening?'

After much reflection, I have come to a couple of conclusions.

First, I have an incredible (and plentiful) support team of youth and adults this year. Don't get me wrong - I have had great help in the past, too! But this week, it seems like joyfulness and love and GIVING have pervaded everyone. Including me.

Which brings me to my second conclusion:

I am my own greatest problem.

If you have spent even the smallest amount of time with me, you know I am a controlling person. I like things done my way. I prefer to do things myself. I don't want to spend 10 minutes explaining to you what I need done and then wait 5 minutes for you to do it when I can just take 5 minutes and do it myself. This is undoubtedly what drives me to the edge of insanity. I am only one person. I am incapable of doing every last thing myself. You would not think this could possibly be a revelation, but it is.

I think what has made this week so different is how persistant these ladies and gentlemen are. They don't take no for an answer. And if I DO tell them I am fine, they go find something to do. I would head into the kitchen to prepare for the next recipe and find all my ingredients already laid out. Or, I would go to wash up some dishes on preparation for the next group and find them already washed. Or, I would open the kitchen door and the ladies would ask what I needed and not let me in. At first this was annoying. But, as the days have passed, I am finding myself able to put myself in the capable hands of these friends and accept the gifts they are trying to give me. It feels wonderful!  My stress levels are low, I can enjoy every moment I get to spend with the campers instead of worrying how in the world I will get everything ready for the next group...

I need help. Literally. I have an incredible husband. I have the best friends anyone could ask for. I have a generous and loving family. I have a terrific church family. Why is it so difficult to accept the love and help all of these people are willing to give?  My new goal is to say 'yes' more often. Not 'Yes, I can do that!' but, 'Yes! I do need your help.' No more bearing every burden on my own. If I can bring the peace I have felt this week into my daily life, I will be a better mother, wife, friend...

Let's see how well I rise to the challenge!

I may need your help.

Oops!

So, obviously I have failed as a blogger! But I am trying to be better... Things have been ridiculously busy around here! I can't even get in to it...It makes me tiredd just to think about it. But, now my busy season is over, the kids are almost out of school, and I have a little more time on my hands. I'll give this another go...

Today I made bread for the first time in a long while. (Because I have been SOOOOO busy!) Making bread is like therapy for me. I have a lot of things that are weighing on me right now and sometimes I just feel like I want to escape from my crazy, often disappointing life and just be someone else somewhere else...

BUT...

Eric is having friends over tonight for the first time in a long time (AGAIN due to my crazy schedule!) so I wanted to make them some bread. One of the guys' favorites are these Brazilian rolls I make called sacaduros. They really are delicious. I pulled out all my best ingredients and got to work.

I LOVE working with bread dough. No bread machine for me, friends! There is just something so satisfying about putting together 4 simple ingredients (flour, water, yeast and sugar) and watching it come together into something beautiful and delicious. I love to feel the different stages of the dough under the palms of my hands, and I love the smell of rising dough. I love how the dough resists you at first, but if you are patient and gentle, it will eventually yield to you and be formed the way you want it. I'm sure this is a metaphor for at least five different areas of my life... Patience = very difficult for me... Anyway, after the nine hours of stirring, waiting, kneading, waiting, turning, waiting, forming, waiting I felt a lot better. I mean, if I can put all that time and patience and love into something the guys are just going to demolish tonight, SURELY I can put a comparable amount of effort into my children, my job, my spiritual life, my relationship with my husband....

Does this really work?

Can I actually blog from my phone?!

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Haven't Blogged Since AUGUST!?!?!

I can't believe it has been so long since I have added an entry! That just goes to showhow busy we have been...

Here's the last 7 months recapped:

Alex is in 2nd Grade, Carter is in 1st Grade. Love their teachers, still loving the Clyde school district.

I have 22 piano students this year and they are all AWESOME! We had a great Christmas program and are looking forward to a fantastic Spring Recital next month.

I have taken a part time job as accompanist for the Musical Theatre Department at ACU. It is the most fun I have had in a long time! The students and faculty are so talented and fantastic to be around. Plus, it is challenging to sight read so much new music...

Carter and Alex are taking a Tap class at Turning Pointe and will be performing in recital on May 15...Mark your calendar!

Alex is taking violin lessons from Joyce McGlaun and doing a fantastic job. We are so proud of her! Recital May 7....Mark your calendar!

We have loved having Jeffrey Voois in our home this school year as a foreign exchange student. He is like a part of our family...I can't believe he will be leaving us in a couple of months. We will be so sad....

By the way - with Jeffrey in the house we have THREE straight A students...

Okay, I will try to be a better blogger...look for an update this weekend after I take Jeff to the PROM!

A New Year...School Year, That Is!

Well, here we are beginning a new school year! Alex is in second grade, Carter is in first grade, and Jeffrey is a senior. Wait a second - who is Jeffrey?

About a week ago, Eric and were approached by a rep from 'Face the World' and after much discussion, we decided to host an international student for 10 months. 3 days later, we became the proud parents to an 18 year old boy from the Netherlands - Jeffrey! Obviously, we had to do a little adjusting in the house. Alex and Carter are sharing Carter's room, and Jeffrey has moved into Alex's room. We de-girled it pretty well...peeled all the butterflies off the wall, changed the bedding, etc, but there are still the pink curtains to deal with! Jeffrey has been very gracious, though, and not complained a bit! He is a real sweetie!

We are looking forward to sharing Texas with Jeffrey! West Texas Fair and Rodeo in a couple of weeks....

Never Put a Rock in Your Ear

We have had quite the exciting couple of days...

Our adventure began when Carter put a rock in his ear at church last night. Do you see where this might be going? Another Mom and I tried to pull it out with tweezers and a bulb syringe, but we were unsuccessful (of course). A Medical Assistant recommended that we head off to the ER. Off we went....

After 3 hours of waiting, we made it to a room and the nurse attempted to flush out the rock with saline (to no avail!) Next a PA came in and attempted retrieval - also unsuccessfully. Finally, a doctor came in AND *drumroll please* decided the rock was too big/misshapen/far against the eardrum for him to remove. So, we were sent home with instructions to see an ENT the next day (which would be today.) But wait...you may wonder, 'Why not call in the on-call ENT that night since you had already invested 6 hours and who knows how much money in the ER?' This is not a question to which I have the answer. I'll let you know if I ever discover the reasoning behind that doctor's decision.

After a painful trip home, we gave Carter some pain killers to ease the discomfort of having a rock rubbing against his eardrum and put him to bed. He lastedabout an hour and then spent the rest of the night with us.

TODAY we headed to the ENT first thing this morning. He seemed pretty confident that he could get the rock out without too much trouble, but as the appointment wore on and more nurses were called in to help hold down my screaming baby, the doctor decided surgery was the only option.

Let me just add an aside here to say that you should never have to restrain your son and listen to him beg and plead someone else to stop hurting him...it hurts too much...make it stop...please just stop....

A few hours later, we were in the surgery center waiting for the doctor. Carter was such a brave boy, joking with the nurses and the anesthesiologist. Fortunately, the doctor was able to remove the rock without actually CUTTING his ear canal. UNfortunately, the rock filled his ear canal so completely that the doctor actually had to dig around a little to get it out, so there is a REALLY good chance of infection if were aren't completely diligent with his eardrops. WORSE, there is a hole in his eardrum from all the doctors digging around which may require another surgery next month.

Well, we are home now and Carter is resting. Of course, his biggest concern is that he might miss his school Valentine's party tomorrow, bless his heart!

Well, It Has Been So Long...

...I don't know how I can get caught up!

We had a great Christmas vacation this year, and everyone at home is still in relaxation mode, which is fabulous! I am sure that will all change when I go back to the studio next week, but Summer will be here before we know it!

I think the best part of it all is that the kids rooms have been picked up and tidy for more than two weeks now, and the house is staying nice and clean! That always makes for a happier Mommy!