question?

have you ever had one of those moments when you hear a certain song, read a special devotional that you feel like God is talking directly to you? Well it has been happening to me alot lately. A friend suggested this devotional Jesus Calling, so in need of some "calling" i went and bought the book. and what i discovered inside the cover blew me away. it couldn't have been more accurate, if i had written the book myself. one phrase stood out to me and it was "secret things belong to the Lord." "Future things are secret things and when you try to figure this out you are taking what is Mine." wow! so my next encounter leads me to my big question. i was leaving kohls in collierville, and this wisenhimer pulled out in front of me cutting me off! Boy was I going to show him, so i got right up on his bumper! then in front of me was this bumper sticker. all it said was "between hope and faith." again an ahha moment. what does that mean? is this a sign? so i enlisted some friends from work and posed the question to them. one friend even went to some friends on the church side of the building to answer this burning question. their replies stunned me! they said it means absolutely nothing. what? impossible? people don't put stickers on their car for no reason. do you know how hard it is to get a sticker off your car? if you put one on, it means something! so my question is what does the statement between hope and faith mean?
I got my answer tonight, and will post it tomorrow, but would love to hear what you think.

Fire Crotch

So I am not exactly sure what this word means in the "hollywood circles", but I know what it means in our house.
Take an average ordinary pair of jeans....

I wear them for a while and this happens.....

I tell you my thighs have mystical powers. I am able to set fire to any kind of clothes, not just jeans. Smokey the Bear, you should be very very afraid. I could be proud of this if I had super powers and was walking or running at lightning speed, causing my pants to catch fire, but please most of you know I can barely limp along. I may need to invest in some flame retardant clothing, or be known as fire crotch forever!

Letter to a friend

Dear Miller,
Remember those carefree days of the summer?

Well those days are gone my friend. Last night I lost my beloved paci. It all started when my parents asked if I wanted to go to a party store and get some balloons. Well at first that sounded like fun. But when we got home, things turned ugly.

Those balloons I bought became a one way taxi to Switzerland, the new home of my paci. I wanted to write you this letter to warn you! Hide your Bobbi somewhere really good. And if your parents try and take you to get "balloons" just say NO!
Love Always,Emma Grace

I love you more

For as long as we have been married (almost 9 years), money has always been a sore subject. I like (love) to spend it, and Tom would sure like to save it. We have done the Dave Ramsey thing, Crown Financial Ministries, blah, blah, blah. We have seen it all. The problem is all of these things are great, but if you are not on the same page it doesn't really matter. I have had the sneaking suspicion that Tom feels second when it comes to money. I know this because he actually said that! So I decided to show him and tell him that he comes first in my life.


Yes, my friends, those are really credit cards. Sad, but indeed necessary.

The Wind Beneath My Paci

The day finally came...it was time to say goodbye to our beloved paci! We decided(I say "we" meaning Tom and Jen)decided it was time for the Nuk paci to head wherever the wind was going to take them. We headed to our local Party City and purchased 5 balloons. She really wanted a sponge bob balloon, but my husband suggested this balloon may be more appropriate...

He didn't want Emma to be scarred and not like sponge bob!! Well we headed out to the driveway to begin the ceremony. Except, one little problem, Emma didn't want to participate. She told us "I don't want paci to fly. She is sick and doesn't want to fly."

Needless to say it didn't go well. The following is a photo montage of the event.



There are more photos, but they are all kinda sad. I kept thinking, I wonder if Dave Ramsey would approve of me buying these balloons on my debit card, then just letting them go, so wasteful! To bad Dave!
She did eventually get a little better.

New Haircut

Emma got a big girl haircut.

I can't believe how much older she looks. It made me kinda sad, but I thinks she looks absolutely adorable.

We did a bad bad thing

Ok so lets play a little game. It is called what doesn't belong in the picture.

Any guesses.....
That's right the 2 year old in the middle. I had to use the night vision mode on my camera to capture these fabulous images. I don't know how this happened. Wait a minute, yes I do, duh WE LET HER IN THE BED ONE TIME! This weekend at my parents house we let her sleep with us, because my grandmother was going to be staying in the guest room. I know, big mistake. She use to refer to the bed as "mommy's Bed" and today she said "I sleep in OUR bed." Poor Tom is lucky if his butt cheek is on the bed. While we are on the subject of things that don't need to be in my bed , this is another one I could stand to go.