That's right folks. This is MuteMath's brand new video for "Typical". Tomorrow night I will be seeing them live. They never disappoint. If you ever have the chance to see them live, do not, I repeat, DO NOT miss the opportunity.
I just read somewhere that they had to learn the entire song backwards to make this video. Pretty impressive if you ask me.
Friday, March 23, 2007
Reason #937 I Love MuteMath
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Oliver

Yesterday Oliver turned 3 months old. It snuck up on me so fast I hardly even realized it! The picture of him with his sisters is actually a little old. I thought I'd post a more recent one of him to give you guys that haven't seen him yet an idea of what he looks like. He couldn't look more like Ren if he tried.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Also on March 19th, 2003...
While I was having a baby at the hospital, we were sending troops to Iraq. Operation Iraqi Freedom started 4 years ago today. I can't believe we've been over there for that long.
Later that year, Hurricane Isabel hit North Carolina shores.
What does all this say about my daughter? I sure hope that her entire life is not marked with unnecessary wars and deadly hurricanes!
Later that year, Hurricane Isabel hit North Carolina shores.
What does all this say about my daughter? I sure hope that her entire life is not marked with unnecessary wars and deadly hurricanes!
Isabel Mae


Today is March 19th. A very special day. Today is the day, 4 years ago, I became a mom for the first time and little Isabel Mae was born. I remember holding her and thinking that there was never a more beautiful, perfect little girl. I was smitten from the start. That time was so magical. I was blown away by how much I loved her, even though I barely knew her and she certainly hadn't done anything to earn my love. Other than the fact that she was my daughter. My first-born. I just wasn't prepared for the intensity of emotions I would have towards her. I also couldn't believe that the way I was feeling was just a fraction of how God felt, and still feels, towards me. This still boggles my mind to this day.
I cannot believe it has been 4 years. She was such a perfect baby and has turned into an even more incredible, smart, spunky little kid. She amazes me with how much and how quickly she learns every day. I am so happy that God decided to bless us with her. She makes me proud to be a mother.
Motherhood and marriage, while not always easy or smooth-sailing, are the two most rewarding roads I've ever traveled along. I am honored and humbled beyond words that God has given me both.
Happy Birthday, my big girl. I love you so much. May God bless you and keep you all the days of your life.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Worth a Thousand Words
What Not to Wear
Could be my mantra these days. You know your fashion sense is not at its peak when you walk out of your bedroom, and your two year old exclaims, "Mommy, you're dressed!"
Does anyone watch that show on TLC? There's the British version and now the American version hosted by Stacey and Clinton. I do like the show (both versions), but I find I can't watch it too much. All those shows are the same for me. Trading Spaces, What Not To Wear, You're an Utter Loser With No Fashion Sense and We're Here to Deliver You!, etc., etc. I like the concept of these shows. I learn a few things. But then I find myself discontented with stuff around me that I otherwise wasn't discontented with before I watched it. It's sort of how I imagine the Tree of Knowledge. I am convinced we know far too much for our own good. It's a heavy burden to bear--knowing too much. A burden we were never meant to shoulder. It keeps us from truly enjoying things. It's hard to enjoy something when it could always better or more, right? And what do you do with all that info once you've got it? If it doesn't benefit the world around you, then it may as well be useless.
I just finished reading _The Magician's Nephew_ by C.S. Lewis, the first book in _The Chronicles of Narnia_ Series. These themes were heavily explored in this amazing book. Sacrifice, doing what's right, living for others and not yourself are themes throughout the series. Of course, there's absolutely nothing wrong with enjoying ourselves. God wants us to enjoy ourselves. I enjoy fashion just as much as the next gal. God gave us this world to care for and enjoy. However, enjoying ourselves doesn't always show up in the most conventional or obvious ways. I doubt that Mother Theresa, on her deathbed, wished she had spent more time coordinating her outfits with handbags and shoes. I'm certain that she felt the same as the apostle Paul
Sound fanatical? Well, then I guess I'm a fanatic.
Does anyone watch that show on TLC? There's the British version and now the American version hosted by Stacey and Clinton. I do like the show (both versions), but I find I can't watch it too much. All those shows are the same for me. Trading Spaces, What Not To Wear, You're an Utter Loser With No Fashion Sense and We're Here to Deliver You!, etc., etc. I like the concept of these shows. I learn a few things. But then I find myself discontented with stuff around me that I otherwise wasn't discontented with before I watched it. It's sort of how I imagine the Tree of Knowledge. I am convinced we know far too much for our own good. It's a heavy burden to bear--knowing too much. A burden we were never meant to shoulder. It keeps us from truly enjoying things. It's hard to enjoy something when it could always better or more, right? And what do you do with all that info once you've got it? If it doesn't benefit the world around you, then it may as well be useless.
I just finished reading _The Magician's Nephew_ by C.S. Lewis, the first book in _The Chronicles of Narnia_ Series. These themes were heavily explored in this amazing book. Sacrifice, doing what's right, living for others and not yourself are themes throughout the series. Of course, there's absolutely nothing wrong with enjoying ourselves. God wants us to enjoy ourselves. I enjoy fashion just as much as the next gal. God gave us this world to care for and enjoy. However, enjoying ourselves doesn't always show up in the most conventional or obvious ways. I doubt that Mother Theresa, on her deathbed, wished she had spent more time coordinating her outfits with handbags and shoes. I'm certain that she felt the same as the apostle Paul
I was resolved that the only knowledge I would have while I was with you was knowledge of Jesus, and of him as the crucified Christ. --1 Cor. 2:2 (NJB)
Sound fanatical? Well, then I guess I'm a fanatic.
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