NEST.

Today was a good day. I have been on a steering committee for almost a year now of woman planning a new ministry at our church that looks a lot like MOPS. We have been meeting monthly planning and making nothing into something. Today was our first official NEST time and it was precious. The whole time I kept thinking to myself I can't believe it has happened. I feel so honored to be apart. I love my church with all my heart. IT truly was such a sweet time of fellowship with other mom's both in my stage of life and a little farther along in the journey. We were blessed by Godly women teaching us about mothering personalities and celebrating being a mom of young ones. I felt envisioned and excited to be with my boys after it was over and I felt desperate for a nap since I had been up since 5:30 getting everything ready. So I hugged my boys, made them lunch, tackled with them because that is what little boys do, or my little boys and then took a nice long nap.

Firsts.

This first picture cracks me up, what good effort huh?

I kiss that face about 50 billion times a day.

" Yeah mom, I am staying late after school for football practice so fix me some steak and tell all the girls I will call them back never because you are the only woman in my life til' I'm thirty." "Okay honey, kiss kiss."

My big boy. His best effort at cheese always turns out like he is going potty.

Love of my life.

Oh my gorgeous boys- they melt me, what can I say? How could they not? We started preschool and Mother's Day Out yesterday. So here are the stats.
Big K- wonderful Mrs. Kilpatrick and Mrs. Dollar- well, I think they will have their hands full with this little tiger. They told me he did good but, there was a lot of redirecting because he "just wants to play". Then today they said, " he did good, he is just so busy." I think it is a good thing though. For him to have structure and be in a school environment. I will be interested to see how he does as the year goes on. He is such a smart cookie so I am just praying that he will LOVE it.
Bubba G- I was a little worried about how he would do. He is almost 18 months old and I have not left him in childcare for more than a few hours. My first clue that this would not be the case should have been the strutting he began doing the minute we walked in the door. He grabbed his lunchbox from me and started marching to his door basically knocking it down. No tears. No bye byes, off he went. When I picked him he was happy as a clam. So sweet. Should I have been sad? I was not really.
Me- LOVED.EVERY.MINUTE.TO.MYSELF. I needed it more than I knew. I got time alone, with friends, out and about in my swagger wagon with no babes in tow. Loved it.
Then today, Kdub went back to school for the morning and G bubs and I bopped around. Another nice component was getting alone time with my little guy. Also, our new ministry that I am helping head up will begin next Wednesday. I am so excited about it and feel so blessed to be apart of pioneering it. I love this time of year, it feels so exciting and fresh. Happy September.

Obessessed!

With THE Pioneer Woman. Enthralled, addicted, borderline stalker of this woman. If you have not read her blog or cooked any of her recipes- your life has been less than- I mean it. Stop what you are doing, stop reading and go to her blog. Before you do, make sure you have a few hours to yourself to read about her life, her love story, peruse her recipes etc. So far I have made (to list a few)- sloppy joes, key lime pie, Asian noodle salad, lasagna, cinnamon rolls, meatball sliders and blueberry crisp- and love every delicious bite of each. She is witty, and creative and so practical. You will want to be her best friend and probably feel like you know her. She inspires me and makes me laugh every time. So this is not a promo add for P Dub as she likes to call herself but ME trying to make YOU better. You are welcome.

Pearl. Turquoise. Ruby.

I love precious Jewels. Here are a few of mine.
1. Pearl the cat. About 2 months ago this little black kitty started showing up on our porch as well as both of our neighbors. No one was feeding her(yet) and even though some were annoyed there was something sweet and endearing about this little black kitty. One day, Keller asked me what her name was and I said, "Her name is Pearl." Oh no. Where did I get that? One of the neighbor boys had been calling her Roger so why did I not say that? I think because Pearl is her name and I knew it. I started feeding her that day. After some rolling of eyes from our dear neighbors and a few tiffs with daddy dearest, we have decided to keep her as our "porch cat". I am going to take her to get fixed next week. I am not necessarily a cat person, I am pretty neutral to them, but I she has found her way into my mushy little heart, sucker.
2. As I have stated in a recent post, I am OBSESSED with all things turquoise and to be quite honest I think I always have been. I have not really wanted to admit that is was my favorite color for a few reasons- it always seemed to be the color of the 80's and got a bad rap because of that. It is my mom's favorite color and I wanted my OWN favorite danget but if I look back at my life, I am wearing some form of it in many pictures, my bridesmaids dresses were a hue of turquoise, I called it peacock then because I still was a out of the closet fanatic. Any who, a few months ago I was reading one of my favorite passages of scripture, Isaiah 54 and verse 11 says " I will build you with stones of turquoise.." and it struck me so deeply. God sees me and knows me in full color and is not ashamed of any part of me-even my love of turquoise! My whole point in sharing all of this is that I am starting to boldly incorporate into my decorating. I realize it is making quite the comeback so that is nice but I will love it always! So you see my old black china cabinet that is now a lovely white with a turquoise back- cute huh?
3. Ruby. The dog of my dreams. She was the boys Christmas present but she is one of the greatest gifts I have ever had. She is so precious, loving, loyal, obedient, quiet. Not perfect, still has made a once beautiful yard and back porch a disaster- we lovingly call the backyard Babylon now. Her tail is a weapon that knocks my baby down daily. She sheds all the time-but I will take it all because when the boys are napping and the house is quiet, she lays at my feet and gazes at me with her honey eyes so happy to have a home.
4. The other random pictures of pillows and dressers are some other DIY projects I have been apart of:)
Happy Monday!

My guys.

Things I know.

I am like an old retired man. I need a nap everyday. If I do not get one I am a bear all afternoon and its cereal or taco bell for dinner- no books, or games just let mommy lay on your bed or floor or stairs while you take care of each other.
I love living in Waco. Just today I saw five different people I know from five different times in my life and to some that sounds awful but to me it makes me feel at home. Waco is like that really no matter how long you live here.
I love Bid Red. If I knew that a sustainable diet could consist of Big Red, Pizza, Cool Ranch Doritos and Hairbo Gummy Bears, that would be my diet.
I wear my ugg houseshoes all day everyday. Does not matter how hot it is outside, they will be found on my feet.

Hi, I am Adrianna, nice to meet you.

These were the first pictures that came up on Google images when I typed in my full name-interesting, eh?
The only person who really cares if I am write another blog is my mother but I also realize how cathartic posting can be and cathartic I need. My boys have been on and off sick for, oh, most of the summer. We had our introduction to puke Thursday. I am pretty surprised and grateful that after almost 4 years of mommying, this was our first puke. Isn't that an awful word- which is a better- vomit? throw up? ralphing? All of them sounds putrid to me. Putrid is awful too... welcome to the stream of consciousness I deal with on a daily basis.
So now to the positives. No bites, not even a lick on our house. But we are believing for perfect divine timing so most days it does feel like a positive. How spiritual and mature of me. We are happy. I think on a scale from 1-10 most days I am an 7, I would be an 8 if it was not so *insert curse word if that is your thing here* HOT.I always get to July and think why do I live here? Oh I forgot, I am being positive. Really though, my kids are beautiful and mostly healthy, my husband is a rockstar, my family and friends are treasures. See I am already an 8 again.
Let's see, what else? Because of a heel spur I have been swimming laps for exercise and that has been so refreshing and cathartic as well- I like that word, as much as I don't like puke. Big boy starts preschool in a month- what? G bubs will be on one day of MDO and Thursdays will be filled with Days of Our Lives and red wine. Hopefully we will be getting our computer back soon so I can post some pictures again of my treasures. If you were friends with me on facebook, I have not been defriending everyone but deactivated my account. Wow, I didn't realize how hard it would be to do but to be honest, I have not missed it. Be back soon, scouts honor Mom.