No peace!

Don't you hate that when you go into the bathroom and lock the door...a minute later...knock, knock, Mom! Brother hit me...Bang, bang, Mom! Matthew tore the book...then you hear rattling on the door and someone is using a screwdriver from the drawer in the laundry room to try to pry the door open. Ugh! Really? No peace!

Flooding

Yesterday I drove down to the Columbia park on Columbia Drive and this was what I saw. Ugh! The river was above flood stage and was very noticeable.

The kids still wanted to go to the park so we went to a small park where it wasn't as cose to the water. They had fun. It was a gorgeous day even in the lower 50's. We didn't stay too long because I was still cold. lol

Friends Scrapbook

Last year I decided to give Valaney a scrapbook of our friendship. I add to it whenever we get new photos. Here are some shots of the book:

  

Tuning in and fine tuning

Stay tuned tomorrow for more drama coming from our home. Sometimes I feel like I am being secretly recorded for night-time television and everyone is watching me. Is this for real?
Yes my life for real.

 I am reading a book in our church women's group called Calm My Anxious Heart: A Woman’s Guide to Finding Contentment by Linda Dillow

In the first chapter it tells us about Ella's prescription for contentment:

Never allow yourself to complain about anything, not even the weather.
Never picture yourself in any other circumstances or someplace else.
Never compare your lot with another's.
Never allow yourself to wish this or that had been otherwise.
Never dwell on tomorrow-remember that [tomorrow] is God's, not ours

Oh boy! How I am a work-in-progress and must be fine-tuned.
So far it's a great book and so relevant to my life right now.

Sunday

Today, I thought I'd take a break from crafting so I did a little spring cleaning. Got a lot done, but can you tell when you walk into my house? Maybe. lol
Monday is coming before I know it and I've got some high hopes for more crafts this week. Be on the lookout!
Oh and why am I up so late? Because my 5 year old won't go to sleep because she'll "be lonely." And I'm still waiting on the dryer.
G'night!