Happy Belated Birthday (Yesterday) to Ty Eades also!!

Happy Birthday Melisa!!

Someone else wants to wish you a Happy Birthday too!

Click here to see a hilarious clip of Stuart getting his picture taken. "Look what I can do!"

Spring Cleaning

OK, so I thought the blog needed a little sprucing up. I know I sure get accustomed to seeing something a certain way and when it's different, it kinds of throws me for a loop. I'll try to keep the change minimal. Hope ya'll don't mind the new and improved format.

This week is Spring Break for our boys and we went to Henderson for a few days. We hung out with the fam, ate entirely too much, and just basically enjoyed not having to be anywhere at any particular time. We got to see Mike, Melisa, and Casey too, which is always nice. Casey and "Baby Hooston" had a lot of fun together. I think Casey enjoyed being able to boss Houston around. I was just surprised that Mr. Obstinate would oblige. I think I should bring Casey home with me for a few days. Perhaps he could get Houston to "eat three more bites and then you can get down, put down the ball and get inside...NOW!!, and no, you can't have another drink of water - go to sleep!" Since I haven't been having much luck lately. ((and who says the 2s are terrible???))

Also Happy Belated Birthday to Lane Gross!! Lane turned 1 last Friday and had one of the biggest parties I've ever been to on Saturday! He was so cute and managed all of attention like the Rockstar he is! Other than Garrett drilling Rendy in the ribs, thinking she was Luke, it was a pretty mild event.

Boy I sure could go for a cold drink right about now...

March Crazy Pants

If it were left up to me I'd change the terminology from March Madness to March Crazy Pants. I think it has a much better ring don't you? I mean come on...Siena over Vandy, San Diego over UConn, Western over San Diego, Davidson over anybody, buzzer beaters galore, UK and IU out quicker than they got in - well that's just Crazy Pants I tell ya! (OK so maybe UK and IU aren't so Crazy Pants after all.) Hey Mikey - HMDKSHHRN???? That's text messaging for: How Much Does Kelvin Sampson Hate Himself Right Now? It is one of the best times of the year; it's madness and I LOVE IT!!!

For the record I'm going out on a HUGE limb and saying that I'm going with the Bluff's 2nd finest Psycho T and crew at North Carolina. I know that's a stretch but ya gotta go with the underdog from time to time. :)

Like Josh said this friendly blog just might get a little sticky here soon. So let's hear it, who are you pulling for?

Who's the Man?

In the past 4 days I managed to do 12 loads of laundry, run 4 carpools, find a missing soccer cleat and coordinating shin guard (they were in the car), hit the gym not once but twice thank you very much, attend the Boys State Tournament in Lexington - Go Rockets!, stuff 3 dozen plastic eggs with "treats-stickers and candy are ok, but remember no peanuts!", dye 1 dozen hard boiled eggs...with a 2 year old, attend 2 soccer practices and 1 baseball tryout, get two squirming boys' haircuts, sign a report card, purchase coordinating Easter outfits for a family of 4, stuff the Easter baskets, make a fruit salad and the best deviled eggs you have ever placed in your mouth for brunch, go to church, and finally bake a bunny cake because my mom, who though will never see it, will be happier than both of the kids combined. Afterwards, you can imagine how I was feeling...Why did you say exhausted??? That's why I hit the gym...twice (reread above if necessary.) I was feeling pretty proud and confident. "Oh yeah, I'm the woman, ummhmm," I said to myself as we walked into church services with my freshly coiffed men surrounding me. I was still patting myself on the back as our pastor Kyle Idleman delivered a fabulous Easter message. He was preaching about Jesus, about His anguish in the garden, about His uncomfortable truths He unapologetically delivered, about His heart-wrenching crucifixion, and lastly about His resurrection. Kyle said, "The next time you are feeling high and mighty, try walking out of your own grave." Ouch! Those words convicted my heart like a sword. Here I was proud of my accomplishments, proud of my deeds, and like an idiot, totally lost sight of the cornerstone, the catalyst of Christianity - Jesus' defeat over death. You can imagine how I was feeling now...you're right this time, small and insignificant.

Let's not lose sight of this holiday - it's not about the fabulous dress from Clodhoppers, the seersucker suits, the Honey Baked ham, the pastel eggs, or even the bunny cake, it's the ultimate proof that death is not the final end all of our lives. And if we believe the truth that Jesus walked out of his own grave, we too will walk out of our own graves. But please do not take my word for it, check if out for yourself.