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Really. Does This Post Warrant A Title?

Whenever I wake up and say, “Today is the day I begin to lose the rest of my baby weight,” I am certain to grab two handfuls of M&M’s right before bedtime.  And, I probably forgot about my proclamation by lunch time, too.  It’s not even that I struggle with the temptation of certain foods.  I JUST SIMPLY FORGET. 

I blame the fact that I am busier than ever.  Or, I blame Kris.  Because, surely, it is his fault for not taking responsibility for my lack of motivation or forgetfulness.  

And, I’m behind on my television viewing, AND my toes and hair are clearly in need of ministry.  It’s for these reasons I am aware that I need to re-prioritize my life.  I felt especially beautiful when my husband saw me yesterday, post shower, wearing my tennis shoes with my bath wrap.  I don’t know.  Tennis shoes just felt like the first natural step in the getting dressed process.  So, imagine my confusion when Kris inquired, “Would you like for me to take a picture of you?” 

I’m sure Kris’ exposure to my wrap/tennis shoes pairing only made his odd day odder.  He had just returned from a tiny, little town who apparently sells the cheapest cattle feed this side of the….I don’t know what this side of.  His feed wasn’t ready when he arrived, so the store owner suggested he go get himself “the finest breakfast in town.” 

Kris’ recap of his breakfast:  “There were no biscuits.  There wasn’t anything really.  No tables or chairs.  Only a piece of sausage and bacon served on a paper towel.  Then, there was the guy in the corner staring at me with one eye, while his other eye looked in the opposite direction.”

The store owner asked him how his breakfast was.  Kris commented on the absence of tables and chairs.  “Oh, that’s so they don’t have to get inspected.”

I do not lie.  And, neither does Kris. 

I encouraged Kris that, at least, he was able to skip out on the carbohydrates.  And, at least, I didn’t have on knee socks with my tennis shoes. 

You see?  There is always a bright side.


Filed under life, Marriage, Motherhood, Randomness, Say What?

This Is Where Coherency & Good Writing Go Out the Window.

It was a crazy, busy, fun weekend, and quite frankly, I’m spent.  I’ll write something a little more coherent later.  I went to Dallas with ten of the best ladies on the planet.  They are my BSers, you see.  Ahem, my Bible Study gals.  We left early Friday morning and I shopped until I dropped….almost literally.  But, that’s another story.

We traveled to Dallas only for food, shopping, and fun together.  I’m not sure why Kris thought I might be going to see Beth Moore or someone like her.  I told him no such thing.  Promise.  But, when he called me Friday night, he asked me, “What time is your thing tomorrow?”

“What thing?” I asked him.

“Your conference,” he said.

“Conference?  We didn’t come to Dallas for a conference.”

“What did you go there for?”  He questioned. 

“To shop, eat, and be together.”

“Well, I missed that memo!” 

It’s kind of cute that he would automatically think that any girls’ trip I take would be to hear some fabulous preachin’ and all. 

But, come on.  Sometimes, there is just as much spiritual renewal in being with a bunch of women who love Jesus, a good deal, and chips and salsa. 

Okay.  I’m out.  Back later with something.  I’m not sure what.  But something.

Love y’all.  Mean it.


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So Far In the Peach State…

My parents have been doing some minor renovations to their home.  I’m still trying to recover from the sheetrock dude whose t-shirt read “I Tried.” 

For real.

John Henry has been enjoying his new electric scooter.  Only one bloody nose so far.  We call that success.

Anna has been enjoying planting flowers and making her mark in the fashion world. 

We’ve all been enjoying the pool in this Southern humidity.  And, by “the pool”, I mean any one who offers theirs to us Takles.

In other news, John Henry is about it lose his first tooth.  Finally.  Anna says it’s not fair that John Henry has a loose tooth, and she doesn’t.  If you ask me, that’s like being envious of someone else’s kidney stones.  Not that pulling a tooth is as violent as kidney stones, but still.  If pulling this tooth is as dramatic as it was when I was a youngin’, may God be with us.

So, what’s the going rate for losing a tooth these days?


Filed under Kid Stuff, Randomness

It Was Her Special Day.

John Henry was packing to spend the night with his Daddy Bryan.  Anna was sobbing to go with him.  She pulled her pink suitcase out of her closet and began shoving her clothes in.  Sure, that wasn’t heart-breaking.  Kris and I had already planned a date night out.  I began to question our decision to proceed with our evening knowing I had a little girl with a sad heart.

In steps Nan.  {My Mom.}

Who makes all things good.  Kind of like Jesus.  Just not exactly like Jesus.  But pretty dang close.

Nan assured Anna that she would have a special day. 

And a special day she did.

The heart-mending began with a manicure and pedicure.

Anna - pedicure wp

Nothing cures the blues like a little nail care.  Even if these are your color picks:

Anna - nails wp

Anna later acquired this loot from a little shopping with Nan:

Anna - loot wp

The hair salon diva  Barbie doll was unavailable for this photo op.  However, the loofah and watermelon made it in.  Seriously, who DOESN’T need a pink loofah?  And watermelon?  And cake? 

Thinking I have a sad heart coming on myself.

Oh, Nan!


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A Bit of Tuesday Randomness.

Outside my window…Is some very tall grass.  Where in the Sam Hill is my lawn man?

I am thinking… That God deserves my praise no matter what my circumstances are.

I am thankful for… My husband who works very hard to provide for us – and, let’s me hang out with our children and indulge in Junior Mints and chips and queso. 

From the kitchen… I cooking with organic beef I purchased from an itty bitty – and I do mean itty bitty – country meat store.  A big thank you to my friend, Cindy Beall, for leading me to that little gem.

I am reading… 1 Samuel over and over.  It’s the main text for my message this Sunday at Eagles Way Church.

I am hoping… I don’t leave my fly unzipped on stage when I speak on Sunday.  And, that I don’t throw up or do anything else equally disgusting.

I am hearing… My big, yellow lab snore.  I love my big, yellow lab.

Around the house… Is clean.  For the moment.  Oh, only for the moment.

One of my favorite things… Is spending time with my BSers.  That’s my Bible Study gals.  Since we’ve pretty much become experts familiar with the book of Galatians, we are rewarding ourselves this week some fellaship at a new local favorite where I will embarrass myself inhaling the Blessed Banana French Toast. 

Long live breakfast foods and Mexican food.

Feel free to play along.  You can answer one, all or none.


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Yes, Bearded People Are My Friends.

Yesterday turned out to be an eventful day despite remaining in my house most of the day with a four year old who insisted I rub her back for an hour at a time.  Once three o’clock rolled around, I knew it was time get out of my pajamas and pick up John Henry from school.  Then, after a quick trip to Wal-Mart (insert sigh), I gave a dollar to my homeless guy.  Not sure why I refer to him as my homeless guy other than he’s my favorite one to give to?

Moving on.

“Who is that?”  Anna asked.

“It’s a man who doesn’t have a home,” I ‘splained.

“Well, he can come live with us,” she suggested.  “He can sleep on the floor in your room.”

“I don’t think daddy would like that, and I’d really have to hear from God on that one,” I told her.

So, in jumps John Henry.

“And, people might think we had someone strange in our family if he lived with us,” John Henry added.  (I wanted to tell him that we actually do have some strange ones in our family, but I’ll just let him figure that one out in his own time.  You know.  Kind of like working your way through your own salvation.) 

“Oh, I see.  He’s strange because he has a beard,” Anna said.

Exactly.  Because he has a beard.  Wha?

Sometimes, you just go with it.

Later that evening, we went to John Henry’s Spring Program at his school.  He and his class sang Jami Smith’s “Your Love Is Deep.”  I could have sworn it was just for me.  You know those moments you needed to be reminded of God’s love, and you didn’t even know you needed it?  I had one of those.  God is good.  Yes, He is.

So, even later that evening, I went out to meet up with some of my Bible Study girls.  For fella-ship and to talk about stuff that’s not in the Bible but should’ve been.  Or, perhaps, not.  Anyhoo, when I headed back home, I noticed the most amazing lightening show ev-ah!  Wow.  Things you don’t really see when you’re inside playing Scramble on your iPhone. 

So, that’s pretty much it.  I hope you all have a wonderful weekend.  And, just in case you need a reminder of His love.  I’ll leave you with one of my fav-oh-right scriptures.

…And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, 1 8may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, 19 and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.   Ephesians 3:17-19


Filed under Kid Stuff, Love, Motherhood, Randomness

So far this week….

Anna has insisted on wearing two pairs of underwear so she can “hold my pee longer.”

When John Henry and Anna disobeyed and were awaiting their impending discipline, John Henry said, “I forgot, Mom.  Can’t you please understand,” through his pitiful tears.

I had to discipline still, and it broke my heart.

I’ve had to remind myself of the “We Won’t Always Understand” more than once.

I got a little emotional over Matt’s save on American Idol….even though I text my vote for Kris one or one-hundred times every week.  (Not the husband Kris.  I can hardly encourage his vocals in the shower.)

I’ve watched my warrior of a husband get hit from all sides and still draw back his arrow, aim, and shoot. 

I’ve read “Purplicious” more times than I would have cared to.

And, I’ve thanked God that I am a Christ-follower, a wife, a mother, and an American Idol fan.  So, I didn’t thank God that I’m an American Idol fan.  But, I am pretty excited to watch it every week.

And you?  So far this week?


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Monday Madness

I realize this post has no significance whatsoever, spiritual or otherwise.  But, I just felt like giving you a rundown of the Takle family weekend.  And, the title has nothing to do with this post.  I just thought your Monday might be as mad as mine will be today.  Goodbye holidays and vacation.

Here goes.

Wake up.  Read the Bible Twilight Saga.  {I’m aware of how long it’s taking me to finish this series.  Holidays.  Children.  No time.  You get the picture.} 

Bigmama INSISTS we take the kids to see Aunt Kate, her 93 year old sister.


Aunt Kate and Bigmama look a lot alike, but they are quite different.  Bigmama wouldn’t be caught dead in a pair of pants while Aunt Kate wouldn’t be caught dead in a dress or without her snuff. 

Later in the day, Bigmama checks on Kris’ New Year’s resolution to cut back on the caloric inhalation.  She said they had agreed to do this thing together.  Oh, yes they did.  Called your accountability partner, Hun?

Finish book #2.  Finally.  Listen to a bunch of hoodlums cheer on a helpless Tide.  Go nighty night.

Cram as much as I can into four suitcases.  See my flight departure time has changed.  Changed again.  Changed again.  Changed again.  Arrive at the Hartsfield-Jackson Airport.  Just in time to wait an extra two hours for a delayed flight.  Break down and buy book #3.  See poor little 7 year old girl named Rylee sobbing as she is flying by herself from ATL to OKC.  We welcome her into the Takle family for 2 hours.

Listen to my kids fight over who gets to sit by Rylee.  Listen to Anna keep calling her Ry-lea.  Land.  Yell at my children for running around the baggage conveyer thingy.  Yell again.  Yell again.

See the husband for the first time in four days.  Hug.  Hug.  Kiss.  That’s it.  I’m tired.  Pick up on that other New Year’s resolution tomorrow.  Choose wine instead.  Hubs understands. 

Hug this guy.  Especially after seeing Marley & Me.


Get in my very own bed.

Repent for not going to church.  Try to explain to my dad why I didn’t go to church.  Eat Mexican.  Car wash.  Read my “heathen” book, to quote my father.  {Between skipping church and reading about vampires, my dad is going to fly out to serve me communion really soon.  I’m sure of it.}

Make good on some resolutions.

Hear Anna call John Henry “b*%#ch”.  She uses the word incorrectly, so I’m sure she didn’t hear it from me.  Blame Kris.  Blame Pre-School.  Blame Aunt Kate.   

Take Kris for his first Crest grocery store experience.  He sees the light, too.

Kris shares random experience about riding a grocery cart in a Kmart parking lot once when the cart flew out from under him and he did a face plant.  Laughed.  Laughing about it now as I type.

Wonder if anyone else thinks it’s funny when people fall down.

Watch Horton Hears A Who.

Go to bed.

Wake up to a mad, mad Monday.

How was your weekend?
Your kid ever drop a “bad” one?  What did you do?
Do you laugh when someone falls down? 



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Anybody up for slaughterin’ a pig or something?

I consider myself a Southern girl but certainly not country.  Yet, when I replay conversations in my mind, I realize just how wrong I am.

A recent conversation with The Ex:

Me:  Are you ready for Christmas?”

The Ex:  “Yes.  I’ve purchased John Henry’s gift, and I even bought myself a shotgun.”

Me:  “Wow.”

{And, then I said it.}

Me:  “You oughta come down to the farm sometime and shoot.”

I know.  Right?  That’s just embarrassing y’all.

Do you ever surprise yourself with the things you say?


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Monday Morning Madness

Catching an early AM flight to the ATL today, so……here goes some Monday thoughts:

·         My blogging friend, Scott Williams, celebrates the one-year anniversary of Big Is the New Small today.  All he wants for his birthday is a shout out and some link love.  So, Happy Birthday Big!


·         Speaking of link love, if you haven’t clicked on over to “mental hygiene”, you’re missing out on some mental breaths of fresh air.  Fun fact:  Michel, author of mental hygiene, is this guy’s daughter.


·         Kris and I saw Get Smart this weekend.  I laughed out loud.  I will probably always promote Steve Carell movies.  He’s a comedic genius. 


·         Anna has a new imaginary friend….actually, an imaginary cousin named Boris.  Still trying to figure this one out. 


·         I’ve been thinking about living beyond myself a little more.  More to come on that one later.


What are your Monday morning thoughts?


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