ENCOURAGED IN HEART

“I like the color babe, it looks great!” The Finkster noticed over our family breakfast. Not sure if he noticed the box in the trash or the fact I didn’t have Don King  like bed head at breakfast – but either way, he noticed.

“Thanks babe, it’s part of the chocolate series,” I less-gray-fully stated.

“You ate a whole bunch of chocolate just to look like that?” inquired Dave’s oldest offspring, Jake.

Self, ignore the statement of Dave’s oldest offspring…

(Sometimes and in some moments – ownership needs to be shared…

“No babe, chocolate is brown, and the hair color I use, is part of the chocolate series because it’s different shades of brown. Get it?”

“Ohhh….”

Which reminded me of a funny statement that seemed far too appropriate. My friend Jo put on her cell phone home page, “I could give up chocolate, but I’m not a quitter!”

Amen sister…both my hair and stomach say, “AMEN!”

So, does anyone else out there have an offspring that just likes to, how do I say it…paint outside the lines, or thinks that backwards is forwards??!? And, you’re not really sure if what they’re doing is because they do actually know better, but they’d smoothly prefer to see their parent compete in another round spazznastics?

For months and months, we keep telling Cal aka: “Pockets” that, “the tags in the back”, or recently, that “the pants with the sewed up fly is like a zipper…it goes in the front”.

His response of, “Okay, okay…” seemed about as solid as an ice cube in a cup of hot cocoa.

Then, after we were out playing in the snow, we walked down to dine at the local Chinese restaurant when Cal removed his jacket.

If wedgie-land doesn’t bother him, then I’m going to try to not let it bug me!

It’s February and time, time to address it. By it, I mean her. Lucy. Lucy got all dolled up for the blogcast today (she’s so vein!).

Leave it to Lucy to “weigh in” to get some air time…I really can’t help it, I’m naturally a very pun-ny person!

Lucy’s helping this recovering emotional eating addict obtain the life I want. God’s given me friends to help me, and Lucy’s one of em’. Yes, Lucy is fro me. And your Lucy’s fro you too…

Do you believe your Lucy is fro you?