A good read..

My friend sent me this article. Read it. It's got some really good points.

Did you read it yet? If so, I can share a story with you that it reminded me of. I don't think I've ever shared it here.

When Lisa and I were training for a half-marathon long ago, like when people were still churning butter and so forth, we decided to take our long runs in downtown St. Louis since that's where the actual race would happen. One Saturday we took the race route which led us past a Planned Parenthood.

*deep breath*

There were picketers.

At this point in life, I was in the throes of fertility treatments and been disappointed month after month. No one in that crowd of picketers wanted those babies to be born more than me. Month after month, dollar after dollar to try and force life to be created with nothing to show for it.

The signs they held? I don't remember specifics but I do remember something about God hating you for making this choice, etc. I slowed down to read the signs and look at the graphic pictures attached to them. Then I looked the picketers in the face.

One couple caught my eye and smiled as though I was on their team.

So, I asked, "Are you guys Christians?" Their smiles got bigger and they said yes!

"Huh. We must serve different Gods, cuz my God doesn't use guilt and shame as His tools. Those are actually used by the enemy, but whatevs. So, then you guys are foster parents? Adoptive parents?"

They looked confused and said no.

"Hmm, interesting. So, where do you suggest all these babies go if their birth moms choose life but honestly can't take care of them?"

They didn't really have an answer so I just joined back up with Lisa and felt quite a surge of energy to run our last few miles. I had to get away from there before I said something else.

I have no idea what came over me that day. I don't think I've been so bold before that day or even since. Was it the best way to handle the situation? Probably not but we'll blame the extra hormones.

All that to say, as Mr. Locy states in his article, Christians should put up or shut up.

If you didn't yet, go read the article.

The pot is being stirred...

I am only one,
But still I am one.
I cannot do everything;
but still I can do something;
and because I cannot do everything
I will not refuse to do the something that I can do.

-Edward Everett Hale

A plan?

So, Friday we had a scare here. Long story short I had a cyst rupture while at home in the morning. Who doesn't love when your insides are imploding?! Good times.

Anyway, I realized that morning that if something happened (fainting, etc) Eliot would have no idea how to get a hold of anyone. That kinda freaked me out. We don't have a home phone and our smart phones are tricky for a 5 year old to use. However, there is a screen labeled "favorites" that I never use. So Saturday I put 3 people's pictures on that page and all E has to do is click on their picture and my phone will call them. We had him practice a few times and it seemed so simple I was mad I'd never done it before. It reminded me of this post from Jodie.

What do you guys have in place for your kids?

Update?

I am here, I promise! The last 4 weeks have been pretty nutso. Things are slowing way down so...
I, Katie Mohr, hereby swear to be a better, more faithful, blogger.

Hopefully that will suffice.

If not? I got nothin'.

There's lots of real life to catch you up on but I do want to address where we stand with the whole couch biz. At this point we have our names on a waiting list with the agency who did our homestudy at the beginning of the year.

Timeline? No idea. Didn't ask. Because I always do. And then I announce the timeline to everyone who has ears and end up running to Vegas with it and getting hitched. So, I have no idea.

That's all I've got for ya this post. Just whettin' your appetite...

Summer fun!

I saw these new nail things and kinda had to try them. I was intrigued! Which led to obsession. Which led to a purchase. (see how that happens?)

They were trickier to apply than I thought they'd be but I'm loving the overall look. The reviews say they last 10 days to 2 weeks but I'm skeptical. I shall report back. It's my civic duty. It's the least I could do.

Next up? Feather extensions. A friend had a kit and offered to put a couple in my hair. (read: forced me into a chair and put them in.) (not really) And now I'm in love. Don't be surprised if my head is covered in them the next time you see me.