Champions

Hey y’all… I’m doing another episode of “Things I Like” and today I’m featuring Chobani Champions. I know, I know, it’s a kids yogurt. I get that. However, much like some grown adults like kids chewable vitamins, I like this kids Greek yogurt.

One of my biggest complaints with yogurt is the fruit. I know, sounds dumb, but I don’t like whole pieces of fruit in something that’s supposed to be creamy. It’s weird. I have a friend that mixes granola in her yogurt and I tried it and I just can’t do that either.

I think it’s the cold factor. I mean, I like fruit cobbler and I like oatmeal. I just can’t do something cold with lumps. SO, I’m left with very few choices in the yogurt aisle. Enter: Chobani Champions.

Both Greek yogurt and regular yogurt are low in calories and packed with calcium and live bacterial cultures which makes them an essential part of a balanced diet. However, Greek yogurt, in roughly the same amount of calories, has half the sugar and almost double the protein of regular yogurt.

Craig eats regular Fage (pronounced “fa-yeh”) and it’s just too plain for me. I love that the Champions are blended well and yet are still yummy. I get the packs and bring them to work and that is my 10 am snack. It works well, keeps my digestive track normal, and tastes great.

Not that I have to mention this… but I am in no way compensated for my thoughts on the “Things I Like” but I just feel the need to share with you and I do so on this here blog.

Hope everyone is having a great week! :-)

All Over The Place

Hey y’all… just a little update. I know that I suck at blogging. I feel like all I have to share is, “Went to the store today. Craig made beef short-ribs. Had dinner with my friend the other day. I hate this weather, etc.” so I’ve just been avoiding posting altogether. SORRY.

Life has been super busy lately. Per usual. My sister, Lauren, and her husband, Josh, bought their first home and I got to go visit and check out their new digs. It’s very nice. A double lot in Palm Coast. Four bedrooms. Quite large. It was a short sale but in great condition. They had a Halloween party as a housewarming. Too cute.

Craig and I are still doing well. I’m a very happy girl. This past weekend we visited his mom in Darien on Saturday and then met my parents in St. Augustine for the Great Chowder Debate on Sunday. It rained out around halfway through. We ended up driving down to Flagler and spending a little more time with them before coming back home.

This Friday Craig and I are traveling to Live Oak to spend the day at the Bear Creek Music Festival. Should be a fun time and we might even camp overnight. We’re also thinking about heading to Savannah this weekend. I still haven’t had a chance to meet Craig’s dad. Also, my mom and dad will be in Savannah so it will be fun to meet up with them.

The 19th we’re going to see Fusebox Funk at Mojo’s in Jax Beach. My friend, Jim Starr, plays the trombone. It should be a lot of fun. Then on Sunday, November 20th, Craig and I are headed to a friend’s to watch the football game. Stacey and Brey were married in August. It will be nice to hang out with them.

My sister, Ashley, is coming home for Thanksgiving so instead of driving to my grandma’s like I usually do, I’ll be hanging out in Flagler. I’m hoping that Craig will be able to come down on Saturday so he can spend some time with us and meet Ashley. He will be spending the holiday with his family in GA.

I think that’s the hardest thing about a new relationship… not being together for the holidays. Hopefully next year we’ll be married and won’t have to do this all over again. The two weeks we were apart while I was in California and he was in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan were so hard. I miss him so much when he’s not around. We spend most every day together. We go to church together. We pray together. We eat together. We wake up together. I love it.

Anyway, you’re pretty much up to speed. I’ve been trying to get some photos from my trip loaded to Facebook and it refuses to work. I’ve talked with others and they’re having the same problem so I guess I just need to let FB work out the kinks and try again. Maybe Sunday night I’ll give it another go. Once I have the photos uploaded I’ll do a post for y’all and share with you all the details of my Northern California trip. I had a great time.

Hope y’all are doing well! God bless!

Yesterday Today Tomorrow

Today I went in and cancelled my eHarmony account. Hard to believe it’s only been 3 short months and that things have turned out the way they have. Hard to believe that the site actually worked the way it promises. Hard to believe that I really truly am this freakin happy.

Yet, here I am.

Craig and I have been having some serious conversations lately. We’ve been spending about 4 out of the 7 days a week together. He seeks out time to spend with me. He has given me a drawer. He wants me around. A lot. More importantly, I want to be around him. A lot.

Y’all… I really am the happiest I’ve ever been. It’s super weird. Most of the time I don’t really know what to do with myself and all that I am feeling. It’s kinda scary. Like, all those times before when I thought I was happy. I had no freakin clue what happiness really was.

THIS is happiness.

I can’t imagine not having Craig in my life. I like being with him. I like the conversations/discussions/debates we have. I like when we both just sit and read and that we don’t have to constantly entertain each other. I like cuddling with him on the couch while we watch a movie. I like riding bikes with him up and down 1st street. I like sitting on his porch and watching the waves crash on the ocean.

I love how he kisses me so very sweetly and sincerely and so very often. He never misses a moment to kiss me. I’m in the kitchen grabbing a glass of water and he walks by and kisses me. I’m in the bathroom brushing my teeth and he comes over and kisses me. I’m reading a book on the couch and he’s working in the office and randomly he’ll just come out and walk over and give me a kiss and then go back to work.

Last night he came with me to church. As we were walking out he put his hand on my shoulder. He likes to hold on to me and I love that about him. When we’re in the car he reaches over and grabs my hand. When we’re walking on the beach he is holding my hand. When we’re walking from the car to the restaurant he even grabs my hand.

I love it.

He talks a lot about our future. He uses the terms “us” and “our” regularly. He genuinely wants me in his life for better or worse till death do us part and that makes me very happy because I feel the same. I just keep thinking about everything I’ve been through in my life. How I really thought, at times, that I was truly happy but I really didn’t know what happiness really was. We’re very comfortable. We have tough discussions. We talk about the future. We work out our differences. We are a team.

So, this is the big update that’s taken me a while to write. I know that I haven’t posted as much as I had planned. I really was going to document more about the whole eHarmony thing but it really ended up much simpler and wasn’t as drawn out as I expected.

This is a good thing.

I can honestly say that they know what they are doing. It feels a little weird to answer the question of how we met… but in this era, online matchmaking is gaining momentum. I mean, think about it, in the past our communities were much more tight-knit. We had someone in our life that was more than willing to introduce us to someone interesting. We had social circles and much more free-time and different chances to meet people. In addition, most people got married before they began their careers either to their High School or College sweetheart.

Today, we are working more and taking our time to really be sure that we’re making a solid decision that will last a life time. I can’t tell you how many people I know who have been divorced. In America, we have nearly a 50/50 chance that a marriage will end in divorce. Craig and I have talked extensively about how we feel regarding that subject. Both of us have divorced parents. We’ve seen first hand what that means and we want to be sure that the person we marry is the person we spend the rest of our life with. End. Of. Story.

So, we’re definitely taking this relationship seriously and trying our best to lay a solid foundation. I ask that you continue to pray for us. That our relationship is strengthened and that we continue to make our relationship with Christ our number one priority because that is what will sustain us for the long-term.

Thanks so much for following along in this journey and I look forward to sharing the many more adventures that lie ahead. God bless y’all. :-)

My lumberjack

Craig is a muscular man. He takes good care of himself and it shows. He’s not overly done in a macho-man sort of way but I appreciate that he could save me from a burning building. Sometimes, I liken him to a lumberjack of sorts. He’s quite manly and outdoorsy and I like that about him. Then sometimes I hear this song in my head…

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I wanted to be… a lumberjack! Leaping from tree to tree, as they float down the mighty rivers of British Columbia. The Giant Redwood. The Larch. The Fir! The mighty Scots Pine! The lofty flowering Cherry! The plucky little Apsen! The limping Roo tree of Nigeria. The towering Wattle of Aldershot! The Maidenhead Weeping Water Plant! The naughty Leicestershire Flashing Oak! The flatulent Elm of West Ruislip! The Quercus Maximus Bamber Gascoigni! The Epigillus! The Barter Hughius Greenus!
With my best gal by my side, we’d sing! Sing! Sing!
 
[singing]
I’m a lumberjack, and I’m okay.
I sleep all night and I work all day.
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LOVE that sketch… though I must admit, even though that song comes to mind whenever someone mentions the word “lumberjack,” I know for certain that my lumberjack isn’t a cross-dresser. LOL

really!?!

Well, it happened… I finally received communication from my biological father. This was the text he sent me: “Still the silence? My love has always been the same good or bad times that’s what being your dad is. Love you. Dad.”

REALLY!?!

I mean, he literally doesn’t get it. He really has no idea what’s going on. THIS, folks, is why I’m partially insane. Remember how I said that when he did communicate he would act as if it is my fault? Yeah. Exactly. He goes and gets married for the fourth time, doesn’t invite me, doesn’t even casually mention it, shows up at a dinner with wedding bands and says nothing. But, of course, it’s my fault. I’m sure he’s thinking that I should have said something. Like it was my job to notice the rings and comment and congratulate them.

Of course, then you add the fact that he didn’t call me when my grandmother went in the hospital. But, I’m sure that’s my fault as well. I mean, if I had only noticed the rings or called more often, or whatever. Because, of course, he’s busy and needs to be forgiven for things but I have all the time in the world and it’s always the daughter to be the responsible one, right? Why not?

You know, sometimes I have such crippling insecurity. People who meet me think that I’m super confident and happy and able to do anything. I’m not. I’m a sad little girl who gets her feelings hurt very easily. I’m a sad little girl who builds up walls and sabotages relationships because of the fear. It’s like, well, I know they’re just going to forget about me and move on to something else, so I might as well just end it now. I mean, why bother putting all that effort in when you just know it’s not going to work out anyway.

THIS is what goes on in my head.

I know, it’s irrational, I’ve mentioned that before. I get it. I’ve been through therapy. I know what I need to do. I’ve read the books. I’ve studied scripture. It’s still there. It will always be there. I will never be able to get rid of the hurt. Last night, I was in full-on sabotage mode with Craig. It was awful. I tried not to but it was like the devil took over. I’m a freakin idiot. The worst part about all it it is that this was over text. I clearly could have proof-read my neurosis and edited myself to not sound crazy and yet I still hit send. It’s like deep down inside I WANT to push him away. Thankfully he hasn’t given up on me but he did say: “You make it tough pretty girl.”

That’s me. I make it tough. I ruin things before they really begin. Just when things start going well. It’s so much easier to just RUIN IT. The worst part of this whole thing is that I KNOW I’m doing it. I watch it happen. I see it come out and hear the words and yet I’m helpless to stop it. Y’all. I have such issues. I’m so thankful that y’all let me vent here.

I need to work on being better about keeping my thoughts in my head and not speaking them out-loud. I know I can do this. I know that I can be better about relaxing and going with the flow and not worrying so much and just enjoying each moment as it comes. I know I can do this. Again, I’m asking for you to continue praying. Pray that I get my shit together. Pray that I’m able to forgive my father and to stop trying to change him. Pray that I’m able to let go of the hurt and just live my life and be happy.

Thanks.

P.S. Today was a much better day than yesterday. His joy comes with the morning! Also, Craig is obviously not giving up on me because we’re going to the Jags game on Thursday evening. :-)

happy

That’s how I feel right now. Craig is turning out to be a very special part of my life and I’m truly grateful. We had a wonderful weekend. He’s an amazing chef. He’s incredibly intelligent. We have fantastic chemistry. Plus, we have such a good time just “being” you know? Good times on the couch reading and hanging out. It really was a perfect day. So, that’s all I have for now. I don’t want to get too carried away. I hope y’all understand.

On another note I splashed scalding hot water on my arm (by accident) today at work. It HURT. We have an instant hot and I was using it to rinse out and clean the cup I keep here at work and reuse for my water each day. I know better. I’m usually very careful. Good thing we also have an ice machine so I was able to immediately ice my arm. I just pray it doesn’t blister. Anyway, that’s all for now. Thanks for listening.

God bless y’all. Hope this week is a good one! :-)

The Immorality of Gluttony

Should healthy living be a spiritual discipline?

By: Marcus Thompson

Courtesy of: Relevant Magazine

If you stop by at just about any VBS event in the country, you’re likely to find pizza, chips or soda (maybe all three) being consumed by a 9-year-old. Grab a plate at many congregational fellowships in America, and chances are it’s loaded with unhealthy grub. Check any popular buffet in your town on Sunday afternoon, and you’re likely to find it’s packed with churchgoers.

Most Christian churches take pride in supporting the weak and afflicted. Well, this generation of youth is the first expected to live shorter lives than its parents.

According to the White House, nearly one in three children is overweight or obese. That’s more than 24 million kids. It is estimated that kids between the ages of 6 and 14 eat fast food 157 million times every month. Many of them will eventually suffer from diabetes, heart disease, kidney problems, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, orthopedic problems or sleep disturbances—and likely self-esteem issues.

In response to these unhealthy trends, First Lady Michelle Obama started the Let’s Move initiative to get kids active and eating healthier. Jamie Oliver spent a season of his Food Revolution show pleading for L.A. schools to produce healthier menus. But what is the church community doing to help the childhood obesity epidemic?

Maybe you have issues with the Body Mass Index (BMI) system, or perhaps you are wary  a discussion on weight could promote unhealthy standards of thinness. But whatever your concerns, you can’t deny childhood obesity is a problem. For the Church, the answer is probably not a fitness ministry or a series of sermons on how McDonald’s is of the devil. But churches don’t have to step outside of their general purpose to help; in fact, healthy living fits into the Church’s mission quite nicely.

“However we address it, we can’t really do it from the perspective of making [people] feel bad about themselves,” says Steve Martin, minister at Tri-Valley Church of Christ in Livermore, Calif. “You’ve got to convey the sense that God really loves you, you are an amazing person.”

A Healthy Example

Back in 2000, each state in the union was below 25 percent obese. The CDC reports that last year, 36 states were at least 25 percent obese, with 12 of them at 30 percent or greater. And according to the Arkansas Center for Health Improvement, the risk of a child becoming obese doubles when his or her parents are obese. Obviously, adult influence factors in heavily.

Maybe step one for churches in helping curb childhood obesity is setting a better example.

What message would it send to youth if they were given fruit before worship instead of donuts? If salads were part of the meal at youth events? If helpings at church functions weren’t so gluttonous?

In the 1980s, according to the Let’s Move initiative, children had an average of one snack per day; now, 20 percent of school-age children have up to six snacks per day. Safe to say they aren’t munching on edamame.

“It’s not like we have to only serve health food,” Martin says. “But what are we really serving? Are we monitoring what kids are given? Can we really expect kids to have the spiritual maturity to be self-disciplined on this? To not want fast food?”

The answer lies in our approach. The obesity battle isn’t an individual responsibility; it’s a community effort. Research on this topic attributes childhood obesity, at least in part, to the decline of the family dinner.

As the First Lady’s Let’s Move initiative claims, 30 years ago meals were cooked at home with reasonable portion sizes and included a vegetable. Now, the family meal is Taco Bell out of paper bags on the way home. As a result, Americans are eating 31 percent more calories than 40 years ago.

By just encouraging regular family dinner, it seems churches would be helping fight childhood obesity. In addition, the spiritual benefits of sharing a meal are undeniable.

“The Christian church from the beginning would break bread in their homes,” Martin says. “Food is a good context. That, to me, is what generates the idea of the family meal. Not so much that we’re going to overeat. But because we have to stop and eat, and food is a reminder of our daily dependence on God, it is a good time to slow down. Gather as a family, be grateful for it and talk a little bit. With work schedules, that can be next to impossible. … But I think that’s worth fighting for.”

Holistic Holiness

Many churches fail to address healthy living not because they don’t consider it to be important, but because they don’t consider it to be their job. Sometimes, no matter how much evidence to their union, matters of the body are separated from matters of the spirit.

Perhaps more holistic Bible education is in order.

Scripture’s teaching certainly addresses how people should regard their body. The Bible reminds Christians their bodies belong to God because they were bought with a price (1 Corinthians 6:19-20). And that those bodies are to be living sacrifices (Romans 12:1).

People know they aren’t supposed to steal, or have premarital sex or slap people they don’t like. But do they understand their body is a marvelous blessing they’ve been entrusted to manage? Do they grasp their service to God can be maximized by healthy, functioning “temples”? Such a perspective provokes a better examination of what is consumed.

Churches have been known to educate people about financial management, political issues and job opportunities. Some youth ministries offer tutoring and help teens in the college process. So it wouldn’t be ungodly to make them aware of bad eating habits, of health risks they face or even to encourage exercise. There’s nothing wrong with holding a movie night and showing Food, Inc.

“The faith-based community is uniquely positioned … because of its concern and investment in not only the spiritual well-being of its congregation but the mental and physical health as well,” says Taco Williams, the health policy advisor for the Delta Regional Authority, which is charged with enhancing economic development and quality of life for eight states along the Mississippi River. “Churches are often seen as a trusted source for factual and helpful information. That creates an opportunity to educate and promote healthy lifestyle choices across a multi-generational spectrum, which ultimately improves the health of children across the country.”

It’s clear that an awareness of our bodies and how we treat them didn’t start with a White House campaign. It started when God turned dust into flesh and called it a man; it started when He knit each of us together, fearfully and wonderfully. Our bodies were made with care—why should they be maintained any differently?

Article courtesy of Relevant Magazine.

Marcus Thompson directs the youth and young adult ministries at the San Pablo Avenue Church of Christ in Oakland, Ca. 

Does your church community address healthy living? Do you think they should, and how so?

Tomorrow…

I will be posting an article I read that discusses the topic of gluttony. As you may or may not know, gluttony is one of the Seven Deadly Sins. I know that none of us are perfect. I do not claim to have all the answers. However, I’m very passionate about speaking out against the consumerist culture we have here in America and I believe that gluttony is just as awful of a sin as greed. There are so many things we could be doing with our time and money instead of rampant self-indulgence. Okay. That’s all for now.

Anyway, I would love to hear your thoughts…

On A Boat

Hey y’all! I think this video perfectly sums up my weekend. “I’m on a boat” “I got my flippy floppys” “Poseidon look at me” … LOL. Sorry but that video cracks me up every time. So good.

Well, this weekend I drove down to Ponce Inlet with some friends and their family and we spent both Saturday and Sunday out on the boat enjoying the beautiful weather. It was super relaxing and wonderful being on the water and spending quality time with some good friends. It was just what I needed. Things have been super stressful lately.

Saturday I drove down in he morning and after picking up sandwiches for lunch we headed out on the boat. We were  just about to disappearing island when it started pouring. Not so much fun. But we were in swim suits and we were on a boat anyway so really it wasn’t that big of a deal. By the time we got back to the marina it was beautiful weather again and we spent the rest of the afternoon at the pool and then went to a restaurant on the beach for dinner. Sunday morning we got up and went out on the boat and the weather was just as nice.

I tell you what folks… I need a boat! I grew up boating with my family and it is something I truly enjoy. I really hope that I’m fortunate enough one day to own a boat of some sort and be able to take my family out on the water now and then. I really am a very lucky person to live here in the sunshine state and spend good quality time outdoors. It was a gorgeous weekend and I can’t thank the White’s enough for allowing me to tag along.

Hope that everyone had a nice weekend. This upcoming Saturday is my friend’s wedding. Hurricane Irene is headed our direction but I hope that it stays out at sea, both for the wedding and for all the people who could potentially suffer devastating losses from a major hurricane. I’m praying that it works in our favor. That is the one major drawback to living in the tropics.

Anyway, have a great week y’all. God bless!