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Saturday, December 25, 2010

Test blog from my NEW IPAD!!!!!!!

Hello World!!! I am so excited to be able to blog from my new IPad!! For some reason, I didn't think I would be able to blog, so I'm super excited and really hope this gets me back in the blogging spirit!

To kick it off, and start the new year right, I will be launching a 31 day blog challenge starting January 1, 2011!!

If you've ever thought about blogging, now is the time! I'll be posting tons of helpful "101" style links to get you on your way. Until then, enjoy your family, relish in time off, and never forget why we celebrate Christmas!


Saturday, November 6, 2010

Shut Yo' Mouth Saturday

Thanksgiving Ideas!!!

I felt so guilty wanting to bypass Thanksgiving and jump headfirst into Christmas, that I decided to make up for it by giving you some really great links from the blogosphere!

 I'm sure they are just as t-a-n-g-l-e-d as I am, but these Thanksgiving Printables are sure to make you pause and remember to be Thankful for all you have! Even in my Tangled world of searching for my own Eutopia, it's times like these, I remember how truly blessed I am!

Printables by Beth  has some really cute ideas you can print off for a beautiful Thanksgiving Table!

 Gwen @ Gwenny Penny made these adorable placecards!

Cute Autumn Sign @ Dollar Store Crafts

 Use a cookie cutter to turn your butter into a leaf! 

                            This is a beautiful Gratitude Tree! Find out how to make it over @ Oopsey-Daisy

Happy Thanksgiving!!!


Thursday, August 26, 2010

tangledeutopia LOVES stuffchristianslike.net!!!

Can this PLEASE be one of the books we read in Damascus Road this year????

If you've never been to this site, I BEG you to go!!! I only wish my brain were able to form the words he uses! Jon Acuff has the ability to pull subconcious thoughts from the depths of his mind and gush them out into the world leaving you thinking to yourself:
"I've always felt that way or thought that way, but never knew how to put it into words."

He has the ability to take a situation so ingrained in our memories or traditions as Christians and give accurate and insightful words to the things we've experienced our entire lives in church or in our daily journey. He brings clarity to some of the biggest reasons people stray from their belief system. He isn't afraid to acknowledge how absurd or mundane traditions become in a church that has had the same focus (or people for that matter) its' entire existence, which is why there are so many more "mature" people instead of wide-eyed ready to tackle the world teens and young adults!

I'm so thankful my home church, The Life Church Memphis, is fresh, relevant, and nothing like the traditional stuffiness I grew up in. (I know I know...stuffiness isn't a word you think of when you're talking about a pentecostal church.)

Sorry to say, as relevant as my church is, we still have the Metro Sexual Worship Leader but from what I hear....(cuz you know I'm old at 33 or so my 12 year old tells me) that look is in right now....Go read Jon's stuff!!!

stuffchristianslike.net/power ballad worship song


Sunday, July 18, 2010

I'm Tellin' Ya Now

I've held out long enough. I should know by now, if you wait to make your move when conditions are perfect, your move passes you by OR you shift directions without being able to control which way you go. 

Only in those times that you throw caution to the wind and take that step of faith out of your comfort zone, do things really start to move. God needs to know that you are willing to meet Him half way. He needs to know that you are willing to open yourself to what He has been waiting YOUR whole life to offer you. 

I've been waiting for conditions to be in my favor. Spending more time making excuses than making memories. I've spent so much time being so bold in these massive life changes recently, that I've cowered and doubted myself at the thought that I could DO IT ALL

Really? I can transition jobs right as school lets out for summer, get a full nights sleep every single night of the week lying next to my warm oh-so-comfy husband, remember how great it is to interact with people during the day and actually remember what conversations I have, spend massive amounts of energy making up precious time with my children that I lost over the past year, and oh yeah...fall in love all over again with the industry I left so long ago! I can have all this? 

And did I mention  


I've been proving to myself that YES. I Can Do It All. But No. I don't always see my potential. I don't always see how wonderfully God made me. I've been limiting myself BECAUSE of myself.  

Do you remember the post I wrote so long ago about my dream to go through DR? I'm so excited to tell you, not only am I starting in August, but Chief is starting with me! This is going to be another major life transition for our family as the kids start back to school, and we start this 12 month intense leadership ministry course. 
Taking this leap of faith is going to inevitably give me the opportunity to live out the dream I wrote about because at the end of the 12 months, we have to go on a mission trip.

I hope you'll follow me during this new chapter! I promise not to leave you again!

 I'm excited about sharing all the inevitable ups and downs.

 I'm excited about finally making the decision to stop sweating the small stuff and let someone else take care of  my site makeover. For the next few months I only want to focus on writing.

So yes. You will see more changes. Bigger Better Changes. 

But isn't life about change? Isn't life about growth?
 If you pay attention during those times of change, during those times of struggle, I bet you'll realize the beauty of exactly where you're at in that moment. There's beauty in God opening your eyes to see how you can obtain the life you want with what you already have. That's when the conditions to transform your tangled life into a perfect "utopia" are already there. In my world, I call that perfect imperfection. I call that Tangled Eutopia.  

See you soon!

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Aaahhh, The Smell Of Change....

Yes I'm still here! Transistion is a beautiful thing! 

Look For The Launch Of 

JULY 1st!


Saturday, April 3, 2010

Why You Shouldn't Leave Redneck Fathers Alone With Babies...

Forgive me while I play with Blogger Draft until my
FanTabUlous web designer *MOI* finishes my Rockin' New Site!

Have A Look At Some Cool Stuff While You Wait
If You Don't Follow Me On Facebook
Then You Haven't Seen Them!


If You Don't Follow Me On Facebook...
Come On Over!
And Twitter Too

Daddy gave Hootie a bath the other day...
But they were REALLY quiet in the bathroom...
Here's my precious angel

And here's my baby AFTER....


Sunday, March 28, 2010

6 Degrees Of Blogging

Here Are the Rules:

*Start on your blog and clink on another blog's link.
Keep clicking through to another blog until you get to the 6th blog.

*Leave a comment on their blog saying "Hey, I found you through 6 degrees of blogging!
You are being featured on my blog today!
(Leave your blog URL so they can find you and the featured post.)

*Write a quick blurb on your blog with the 6 degrees button, a link/button to your featured blogger and a few nice words about them and their blog.
Encourage your readers to visit your featured blogger and leave them some comment love!

*Link your blog up on the MckLinky blog hop (feel free to grab the blog hop code if you want) so we can visit your blog and see who you found!

This is me.

And I found 6 Degrees from:

Who Led Me To:
somewhat simple button

That Led Me To:

(I couldn't find a button for some of you Darlings!
I pray you're not mad that I whipped up my own so it was easier to get to you!)

Kellie Led Me To Michelle
And Michelle Led Me To:

Last but not least: My Featured 6th Blogger!

Kimberly insinuates that she has MOM issues, but she's doing a FanTabuLous job at being creative!
Go check out her site for some cutesy ideas at being Creative!

As you can tell, I rarely follow directions. I posted all 6! Actually, some crazy
ADHD thought process didn't even get me to the last rule...
What was the last thing she said?.....
Who Cares? I'm living on the wild side and hopefully gaining some new Bloggy Friends!
Where My Peeps?
Holla Atcha Boy...uh...Girl...

MckLinky Blog Hop

Thanks for stopping by!



If you've never heard of SERVOLUTION, you should check out the website to see what it's all about.
Our church has teamed up with Healing Place Church among hundreds of other churches who really have a desire to reach our city, our country, our nation through Serving Others!

There's something magical that happens when you push the pause button on your crazy hectic life to focus on someone else and their world. Some of you have read past posts where I talk about my family. I shared the following story with Pastor Dino on the Servolution site and wanted to share it with you also!

I truly believe God rewards every single person involved in Servolution, both volunteers and the communities they touch. Volunteers walk away with internal satisfaction of helping someone else with no strings attached, and those they reach walk away feeling a little more hopeful about the world they live in.
I felt God would open the eyes of my heart to truly see and feel how my awesome church would impact our city, but I never conceived it would bring such a miracle to me personally.

I'm a grown-up. I'm a wife. I'm a mom. I'm college educated. I grew up in the same church my whole life with an extremely close and fully intact family of parents, siblings, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, who made it a point to have Sunday dinner together. Every Sunday. All of us.

My ex-Marine Corp dad spent most of my life being truthful about his childhood of living in an abusive home, turning to drugs as a teenager, and subsequently praying for God to heal him. God answered that 19 year old kid's prayer on a ship in the middle of the Pacific Ocean headed for the Vietnam War. Because of that encounter, I lived a life with continuous drilling about how bad drugs and alcohol were.

My parents along with my brothers, grew a very successful business, took multiple trips around the world and spoiled my 2 sweet babies. Understanding that brief history about my family, makes the pain and devastation I've felt over the events of the last 5 years that much harder to comprehend.

Following my dad's back surgery when my daughter was an infant, both my parents slowly became addicted to prescription drugs. The hid it well for years. Maybe because even they didn't understand the power and disguise of how addiction sneaks upon you so easily. Their 5 year secret came rushing out when my dad had a heart attack one day in early 2004 from trying cocaine for the first time just day before.

My mom begged me not to be upset with her as she later confessed she had prayed on the way to the hospital for God to do something bad to her. She knew my dad would gain a new awakening and strength as he did some 31 years before and not leave the hospital until God had healed him. She became stricken with fear at the thought of not being able to quit on her own while living on the "outside" with no health insurance (because they had lost their business at this point) while knowing my dad could seek help at the Veteran's Hospital. Making matters worse, they had secretly been living with no electricity for 2 weeks.

To get to the point and make this long story a bit shorter, they both went into rehab in 2 different hospitals on either side of the city and stayed for over a month each. A month after leaving the hospital, my mother relapsed and died in my grandparents bathroom.

I was 27. I didn't grow up in world of first hand drug knowledge. I was naive like that. I had exactly 4 months to process everything that had just happened. The possibility of death never once entered my mind. The possibility that my mothers' death might throw my father into a deeper, guilt-ridden, twisted relationship with the very drug that killed the only woman he had known since meeting at a mini-golf haven at the ages of 14 and 17, was inconceivable to my broken heart.

My world changed that day. I didn't just lose my mom. I was 27, but losing a parent made me instantly feel like I was 9 years old again. I felt lost in the world. I felt alone. I felt I had lost my whole family. Instead of bringing us closer, it shamed us. My 2 younger brothers knew my dad instantly turned back to drugs because the depression and guilt would have killed him within a week. Even though I was the oldest, I was the only girl. They sheltered many things from me. The grew hatred for my dad. My baby brother who was 21, turned away from God completely. My other brother who was 25, turned to alcohol and distanced himself from our family and from reality. Over the next 4 years I had very little contact with my dad and my brothers. My dad went into rehab 3 more times before a judge finally ordered a mandatory 1 year program that finally seemed to get through to him.

He was in the home stretch of his recovery last year when our 7 Days of Servolution began. It had been months and months since we had spoken. I missed him terribly. The Life Church had a huge weekend of serving planned. My emotions were on a roller coaster the whole day as I prayed that God would help me keep my emotions in check while passing out water and care packages downtown to the homeless with my now 11 and 7 year old big kids who had no idea the true reality of where their Poppy had been since their NaNa died.

They didn't know their clean cut ruggedly handsome grandfather had possibly been homeless or sleeping in drug infested abandoned houses at some of his lowest points. They didn't know how terrified I was the whole night I would turn a corner with bottle in hand only to see my sweet daddy's face.

Our leader, Johnny, knew nothing of my family history. He had no idea that I watched him that night with tears and admiration as he sat for what seemed an hour in the park with someone who was materially a world apart his own life. But for that moment, while they chatted about nothing and everything, they were equal. I couldn't hear what they talked about. It didn't matter. I looked at the man with dirty clothes and a hole in his left sneaker sitting next to Johnny. For that moment he wasn't thinking about the growls in his stomach or where he would lay his head for the evening. They were just two friends sitting in the park together enjoying the night air and the good conversation. I smiled, thanked God and instantly felt peace the whole night.

While the kids and I were walking back to the car and my son was excitedly going over and over the number of bottled waters he had given out, my phone rang. I instantly recognized the familiar words that once made the little girl in me, feel so secure and protected. "Hi Sweetie, This Is Your Daddy." At that moment I was no longer a 32 year wife and mom. I was that 9 year old girl again.

I explained what the kids and I were doing and what we planned to do the next day of Servolution. He went on to explain that he had become friends with a woman whose parents attended the same church as me. They had invited their daughter to the exact same community center we would be at. He was calling to say he was excited about seeing us but wanted to let me know so I wouldn't be shocked or upset.

I can't explain my emotions as I watched my dad pick up trash in the neighborhood. I was overwhelmed with peace as he took my son by the hand and crossed the busy street. In that moment God showed me the dad He had given me so many years before. We didn't become instant BFF's. We both have a lot of healing and growing yet. I understand now that God uses so many avenues to open new doors, new eyes, new hearts.

Every single person we help through Servolution has a family somewhere that probably thinks about them, prays for them, misses them, loves them. Everytime we put on our red shirts, we are welding broken bridges with little metal pieces of hope. I'm at peace now with my dad and our new life. That opens me up to be able to give 100% of myself to every person I meet on my journey.

My dad and I don't talk or see each other everyday or every month. But we made an agreement to think about each other everyday at 5pm. So now, everyday (almost never at 5 o'clock) I receive a text. And everyday it says the same thing: "Hey Sweetie, You Know It's 5:00 Somewhere And I'm Thinking About You and Love You" That lets me know he's alive, coherent, and still has the same phone. And that's enough for me!

Thank You Pastor Dino. Thank You Pastor John. Thank You Johnny.

Friday, March 26, 2010

There's Nothing Random About My Streams

Atleast from my point of view....

If you've been reading my work for any length of time, you are well aware that bullet points are Satan's attempt to keep my insane.  My bullet points turn into Novels of Consciousness only I understand after the 35th sentence in bullet point #1...

But who cares...I'll keep trying. Why I have this overwhelming addiction to adjectives and verbs, I'll never know.

Because after all....if you don't know the color shirt I was wearing or how many minutes the drive took, you can't fully understand or visualize my story about playing golf on vacation...

In whatever stream of consciousness my brain allows, here's what I've been doing this past month...since I obviously haven't been blogging.

  • I took a selfish-much-needed-anniversary-kidLESS-vacation with my husband
  • We stopped in probably 30 antique shops and played golf. (And I wore a pink polo and khakis)
  • Feeling Naked on the First Tee: An Essential Guide for New Women Golfers
  • Runs With Scissors started gymnastics every Thursday and Loves It!
  • I've started volunteering at church during the week while Hootie is in Mother's Day Out
  • Hoot started MDO...
  • I've plagued my brain with exploring "other" options
  • I've been building another site to encompass tangledeutopia and ALL her multiple personalities
  • I'm really excited that I've kept every single one of these points to one line so far...A New Record
  • My Awesome Church hosted HILLSONG LONDON and it was O-Mazing!
  • Jesus Is
  • I ran out of EVERY single medication except my allergy pills for almost 3 weeks...It wasn't pretty
  • Apparently there was some major brown-nose drama going on at work while on vacation
  • And For Once I wasn't the main subject
  • I've been relishing in the hilarity of words that are starting to come out of my 22 month olds mouth
  • My great-grandma went in the hospital and I was a horrible grandaughter by not visiting everyday
  • 10 Days of SERVOLUTION started yesterday!!!

And now a couple of bullet points I can't contain in one line....

  • I cried the whole way home after a meeting with Runs With Scissors teachers and assistant principal, where I was informed my high-strung, ADHD, alien son.

yeah, that one...

has a Full Scale IQ of 1-3-8. That's ONE HUNDRED THIRTY EIGHT people!!!
Remember, the scale ranges from 40 being mentally retarded to 160 at the other end of the spectrum)

He is in the High Advanced Intelligence Range with a General Intelligence Ability score of 148! Needless to say, the meeting was to accept him into the Intellectually Gifted Program and set up an IEP (Independent Education Plan) which falls under Federal Guidelines of Special Education.

While this made me extremely happy...It was also a huge wake-up call for how easy it is to label our children without meaning to...Miss Talks-A-Lot, who is now 12, has always just been the "Genius" in the family while RWS, who's 8, has been the crazy-can't-sit-still child.

They test all 3rd graders with recommendations by their teachers, so she naturally went through the same process and has been in APEX (our county's name for the Intellectually Gifted Program) since. So I pulled her scores because I didn't remember what her IQ was back then, and it was 119.
(I felt obliged to tell her that a girl's score of 119 is equivalent to about a boy's 140 to make her feel better...

Umm hello? We all know girls are smarter than boys at that age....Well...that age and whatever age a girl gets married including all subsequent ages thereafter. Regardless...I am the Proudest Mama EVER of my 2 smart babies!!
How to Be a Genius

Last, but not least...(my brain is slowing fading away at 3am)

  • Because I bought my house 6 years ago when I was a "single woman" as they put it, I was Totally the victim of predatory lending  and contemplated hiring an attorney to look over all my bank statements and payment history to prove the SCUM-OF-THE-EARTH-BOTTOM-OF-MY-SHOE-SCUMBAGS have not been applying my payments correctly, so every single mortgage payment is whittled away with whatever charge the pull outta their STICK-IT-TO-THE-(JOE)JANE-BLOW-CITIZEN-WHILE-OBAMA-GIVES-US-1.5-BILLION-DOLLARS-FOR-LOAN-MODIFICATIONS-THAT-WE-NEVER-APPROVE-SO-WE-CAN-KEEP-THE-MONEY-AND-PAY-OURSELVES-HUGE-BONUSES-BECAUSE-WE-DON'T-HAVE-TO-DETAIL-HOW-WE-SPEND-THE-MONEY-AND-WE-HAVE-MORE-EXPENSIVE-LAWYERS-THAN-THE-NAIVE-HICKS-WHO-HAVE-STUPID-DREAMS-CALLED-HOME-OWNERSHIP hat.
(Umm, yes...that still qualifies using only ONE bullet point because really? how long did you think I would last with those stupid one-liners?)

Monday, March 15, 2010

Thursday Night Homeless Shelter

Everyone knows how much I love love love The Life Church. It's my home. It's where my passion lies.
But I found this video on one of my All-Time Favorite Blogs:

And it made me first wish I lived in Chicago, where this church is.
But I immediately dumped that idea and knew that what this church is doing to impact our world
could be done right here in my city!

I love the idea of this, so go check it out! Maybe it will inspire you!

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Make Room Conference 2010

The Life Church has some Awesome Events Lined Up! 
Go Check 'Em Out And If You're Close Enough, 
We'd Love For You To Come Check Us Out!

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Last Minute Valentine's Printables

(Don't We All Work Well Under Pressure?)

I'm sure there are some out there, although I've never met one personally...
But just in case...

Have fun checking out these
Really Cool, Got It Together, Non-Procrastinatin' Girls
who keep all us procrastinators from losing our minds!

Friday, February 5, 2010

DysFUNctional Family Friday


Good Morning Boys and Girls!
Today We're Going To Play A Little Game
I Like To Call:

Doesn't Everyone?

Feel Free To Jump In At Anytime, But I Must Warn You:
Post Pictures Of Your Dysfunction Or I'll Have To Photoshop Some Pictures On My Own...
And It Won't Be Pretty...

We're A Competitive Family Who Thrives On Winning!
 All Our Childrens' Middle Name Isn't
"Dysfunction" For Nothin'!

Let's Get Started, Shall We?

Doesn't Everyone?

Doesn't Everyone?
Secretly Take Pictures Of Their Really Cute Worship Pastor...
While Their Daughter Is Getting Baptized?
Accidentally Get Their Husbands' Hands In The Shot??

Doesn't Everyone?
Let Their Daughter And Her Friends Pretend Like They Are Getting Tattoos
At A Real Tattoo Shop AND Take Pictures To Freak Their Parents Out?

Doesn't Everyone?
Think If They Wear Union Jack Glasses And Watch BBC
All The Time, They Can Actually Become British?

Doesn't Everyone?
Keep A Roll Of Toilet Paper On The Kitchen Table Before Sunday Dinner?
(Huh? Whadja Say? That's Not A Kitchen Table?) 

Doesn't Everyone?
Let Their Children Watch Elmo While Playing With Their Bum?
Oops, The BBC Is Wearin' Off On Me....

Doesn't Everyone?
Wonder If He Was Mad Because His Friend Was Feelin' Him Up
He Didn't Get The Boobie Side?

Doesn't Everyone?
Let Their Toddler BOY Put On Makeup Before Church?

Doesn't Everyone?
Know I Can Still Rock Out
Because Unlike The MEN In My Family...
I Know Where The Keys Are...Even If They're NOT There
(Thanks To The Lipstick Wearin' Key Pullin' Off 19mth Old Above)

Doesn't Everyone?
Photoshop Their Eyes Really Extremely Way To Blue
But Don't Notice Til It's Too Late Because You're Tired?

Doesn't Everyone?
Take Pictures Of Themselves Trying To Pretend To
Be Mad That Someone ELSE Is Taking The Picture
So You Don't Look Like A Loser Taking A Picture Of

Doesn't Everyone?
Have To Have Atleast One "Sentimental Look" Picture
In Their Stash Of Pictures Entitiled:
This Is My Not Supposed To Look Like I Took The Picture Myself Even Though I Can't Seem To Learn How To Crop My Arm Out Stash?


Doesn't Everyone?

Push The Button On Their Camera Because They Don't Know How To Find The Time Release
Then Jump Back And Pretend To Be Surprised?

Mmmm, I Feel Better Now!
Feel Free To Grab The Button Above To Participate In:

Dysfunctional Family Friday!