Sometimes I find products, places and things that I absolutely adore and figure if we all in this trial and error together let me tell you what worked for me. :)
When I first heard about Baltic amber beads I must admit that I had my suspicions. I’ve heard of the healing power of certain stones but never actually experienced it first hand. I am generally the kind of girl that likes first hand experience because you know you can’t believe everything you hear/read. This week however has laid those suspicions to rest and made me a believer.
The never-ending story in my home has come to a gigantic halt! Thank you LG Sapience Top Loader with Smart Inverter. No seriously, I mean it. There’s this meme that I always laughed at, the never-ending story as a child and a picture of “The NeverEnding Story” and then next to it a picture of a laundry basket eluding to the adult version. It was more true for me than I could explain and I’m sure many moms can agree. (more…)
This week I got into a book that totally changed the way I look at fear, praying and the way I use the one to combat and harness the other!
After giving into the cellphone craze and getting Emilie one for her birthday. Gasp! I know. I regretted it a lot. Not just because it was a little irritating. In her excitement she would send me hundreds of voice notes, pictures and emoticons daily (after school). It was also a little scary. The mobile network we chose recycled numbers, so the number we had belonged to someone prior to us having it. Meaning she received strange calls at least once or twice a week.
The heart is such a complicated vessel, the psychological one I mean, but much like the real one. The signs and symptoms of something being wrong with it, are very vague and not as visible as chicken pox per say. But boy oh boy, when the problems are there – they seemingly spill over into all areas of your life. Enemies of the heart is the kind of book that you don’t want to put down it’s that good. Bringing your own hearts desires, muck and ugliness to light on the other hand is not comfortable, and if you are anything like me – you will stop reading.