Happy birthday to the man I can now call my husband...

This is going to be a short post not only because I do not have a lot to say, but also because I am very tired and yes you can all laugh because it is only 8:47 pm. I am an old woman; what can I say.

I have decided that Josh is by far the more serious of the two of us when it comes to this blog. I am saying this for fair warning that you will rarely find a serious undertone to my writing; as Josh would say I like the things which would be referred to as "light and fluffy."

Well to move on, I will say that I had an awesome weekend celebrating the wedding of Allyson and Scott. It was great to see the two get married and it was awesome to meet up with all my friends again and pick up where we left off (apart from Kiley and Daniel; but we will see you Saturday). I miss all of my friends a lot and it hits me harder some days than others. That is why we keep coming up with all of these reasons to see each other. Halloween party come quickly because you are going to be so much fun.

I want to end the post by saying that I have the best husband in the world, but I am not too shabby of a wife myself. I cooked my husband's favorite enchiladas, brought him home his favorite candy, and a chilled bottle of the champagne we shared on the night of our wedding. All in all, it was a wonderful first birthday to celebrate as husband and wife. Happy birthday hubby!!

Well, look here....it was longer that I thought it would be.

Until next time....

Ramblings of the Mind

So I have been wanting to post about this for a few days but wanted to be able to find the words. I still don't have them but I really need to post so here it goes.

Music has always been an intricate and incredibly strong part of my life. I spent too much time venerating the music when I was younger and I remember when I became a believer how amazing and deep worship could be. Music had a way of bridging the gap between God and I. Over the past four years I feel that I have essentially lost my ability to go deep in worship. I suppose Bible College can do that to you. But about two weeks ago I was having my quiet time and I just couldn't get into prayer. (3:40am) So I left the house a little frustrated. In the car going to work I started listening to the new Dashboard album. (don't judge me)

The first song on the album is called Get Me Right. The song is a story about brokenness and redemption. I'm not trying to pretend that any members of Dashboard are believers but this song is more honest about the struggle that we all have with sin than 90% of the "Christian" music today. I found myself more broken than I have been in over a year. I'll save you the lyrics here but it was refreshing to be reintroduced to the world outside my clean christian cage. I have grown tired of Max Lucado, Left Behind, Jesus fish, CCM, the American Flag in Church, and so many other things that have become part of Christendom. Its honestly sad that a some what whiny hipster band could seem more real to me than anything from my own Christian Sub-culture. What have we lost? Are we even real to the world outside our churches? No wonder we are losing relevance by the day. We have to reclaim our world, not through the Republican party, or Democratic party for that matter, but through our own lives. Tolstoy said, "people speak about changing the world but never themselves." We need to seek God in the forgotten places of our world. Seek to be transparent. Seek to be real.

long day...

I guess I did not expect anything else out of two year olds when it comes to the routine being messed up. I mean even adults get a little weird when there routines get messed up. My assistant teacher was out of work today and they had a substitute in there to take her place. She was very helpful and all, but Eugenia and I just flow together in the room. We have a routine and we know what comes next without even saying a word. It is a lot of work to try and keep 11 two year olds on task (as if they ever really are) while catching the substitute up on what is going on. Not to mention taking 11 two year olds to the potty every hour when you have no one to switch off with is a daunting task. Let's just say that I love my assistant teacher very much and the normal routine of each day was crazy missed today. Tomorrow is much anticipated. But above all else, I love my job, love my students, and I missed them a little over the long weekend.

On a lighter note, I have an awesome wonderful husband (who I have been married to for three months now) who had dinner ready for me when I got home. Now I am going to wind down to a movie, a glass of wine, and two advil for the throbbing headache and old-woman backache.

And we will try to blog more.

Kayla