Randoms

I thought about doing a wordless Wednesday this week with photos of our new home, but decided I'll leave you hanging just a bit longer. They have taken it off the mls now, so I am not able to look at pics of the inside anymore. Torture! And since I have not been taking many photos lately, I don't have any new ones to share...maybe next week I will use some of my favorite oldies pictures?

Before I go on, I would just like to say Praise be to God that Stellan is stable now, and awaiting his trip to Boston. This is a bittersweet situation in that he is stable, but will still need to undergo the very risky surgery. Please head over to MckMama's site for the latest news and tweets. Thank you to those who joined in on praying with me. He sure is amazing isn't He? I feel like I am part of an exclusive club sometimes. You know, some people don't believe in the power of prayer. Ok---for them. But for me? I do believe in the power of prayer, and let me tell you; being in the company of others who do is like being a member of something pretty special.

Anyway...Randoms...

I was walking UP the stairs one day with my hand braced on the wall and it hit me! No, not the wall--this realization. I do not go up stairs w/o holding the wall, or a railing. One day I was going up the stairs with my laptop and a glass of water, so I couldn't hold the wall with my hand, instead I used my elbow to run along the wall for assurance. I am a 30-um...ish year old person who is afraid to climb a flight of stairs! And I hadn't noticed it until recently. Unfortunately, realizing it has made it worse. I almost feel dizzy climbing the stairs sometimes, and when I try to "just do it" w/o holding the wall or railing, I panic a little. Hmmm, something you didn't know about me isn't it?

I'm not finished either! When I go down the stairs, I feel less like I have to hold a railing or a wall, I still don't like to go down with something in my hands, but I can do it..laundry baskets are a little scary though, they are awfully big...but when I get almost to the end, (like 2 or 3 stairs from the bottom) I have to stop and collect myself. I don't get it. I didn't realize I had these strange-ocities before.

When I go to sleep I have to have some part of my body touching my good ole hubby. Even when it is too hot to touch body to body. I just have to be touching something elbow to side=good, bum to back-yep that will do, but NO FEET! Ever. EVER.

I rarely use recipes to cook. I love to look at books, and sites for recipe ideas, but I rarely follow them verbatim. I usually wing it. I must admit, they usually taste pretty good, and we have had some really terrific meals in the past, but sometimes they don't taste the same way twice.

When I bake however, I do use recipes. But I don't measure everything. Sugar, flour, those I typically do. Liquids...not usually, things that are only a tsp, rarely, and definitely not spices like cinnamon, or nutmeg...no need, season to taste!
I love to bake, and have found some great recipes (and have made some up myself) that the boys love...so my way must be working right?

That's it for now.

Just one more thing before I go.

I had a conversation with someone today that made me reflect on human behavior. Typically people surround you when it is sunshine and roses. Many people scatter when the going gets tough, because they aren't sure how to be supportive.

However, I have noticed (in my own life) that it is quite the opposite. There are people in my life who will rally around me when there are difficult times, and will give advice, jump on the band wagon etc to get me through the tough stuff. But when there is not tragedy or conflict, they are no where to be found. I find that interesting, and I hadn't really put my finger on it until today. Do you think some people thrive on other people's issues because maybe it makes them forget their own, if even for a moment?

And while I have certainly had my bumps along the way, and I know my road ahead will not always be smooth, I am the most content than I have ever been. So where are they to share that with? Does my happiness detract from their own? I don't know. I guess I will add that to my daily prayers.