[It's Been A While, Staind]

So... yeah, it's been quite a while.  But I think I am finally ready to start writing again.  Tragedy of the day, though, is that I have a sucknasty cold that is pretty much ruining my life.

Ok, melodrama much?

Seriously, though, I am struggling to compose a coherent thought of any significance.  I doubt anything I do come up with would be meaningful but I promise a real post, hopefully this weekend.

I'm back, yo!

[Amazing Love, old hymn]

I have a post in my soul but the words are hard to come by.  I know, you think that's not even possible, the wordy lady that I am.  Still.

I really want to write a post but it's just not there.  I think I need time to process it, maybe.  Sometimes my silence is a good thing, because to write when I am working through something- to explain it when it's not yet realized- simply isn't wise.  I need to be certain that I am running to God before my blog, and that is what is happening right now.

It's good!  Jesus is drawing me to Himself, changing my life inside out, and it's beautiful.  Usually my silence is because I've been rebelling and porking out and running from God into the arms of my adulterous lover, Mr. Escape.  That's not it this time- I'm running into the arms of my sweet Savior, my first Husband, and my blessed husband for this earthly life, Jason.  It's very good.

So, thank you for your patience and know that when it's the right time I'll be back, probably with more words than you care to read :)

Hasta, kids.

I know I promised a blog this week, and I really meant to but then life became so busy.  I am not sorry for living my life but I am sorry for giving you my word and not keeping to it.  I have many things in my head but I am too tired to write a coherent post, so instead I will cheat and point you to some pictures here on Tamdomosities and here in a Facebook album (and a bonus super short one also on Facebook ).

I plan to write tomorrow, so hopefully that will happen!

Hasta, kids :)

[Meaning, Gavin DeGraw]

I had the most amazing date with my husband yesterday.  Admittedly, I have spent the preponderance of my lifetime thinking Valentine's Day is cheesy and stupid, just a corporate excuse to make people spend money.  Obviously people should love one another daily, not just on a day dedicated to buying stuff to prove something.  That said, my beloved has been SUPER busy finishing up the semester for school (he has a Bachelor's in PoliSci from Gonzaga but has found it to be quite useless in generating revenue, so he's getting a second degree, this time in IT, aka computer stuffs) and hasn't had much time for me.  Yesterday he dedicated an entire day to me, and it was amazing.

I'm too tired to say much more, so I'm just going to post links to the photo albums I just put up on Facebook.  You can see the pics without having an account, so feel free to browse through.  If you want to make a comment, though, you have to be my friend.  You can add me, but I don't accept from people I don't actually know.  If you are a FoodeFight reader just tell me and I'll make an exception for ya :)

A quick confession: I know that anyone can check my stats and know that I weigh 360+ pounds and that everyone knows that is very, very fat.  I still get really weird about posting pictures and will often take like 20 just to get one with the most flattering angle, always mainly of my head/face, trying to hide my chunky cheeks and chubby chin / neck.  It took effort to post these pics, because some show more of my body and I feel so fat.  But... it's what I look like, and even if I lose 200 pounds I will really regret that I missed out on a part of life by refusing to ever take pictures of me when I was bigger, because thus far it has meant that most of my 20's are missing from my life safe for my wedding and some head shots.  So... I sucked up my pride and let my bloated body be seen.  And I'm ok with that, because anyone who judges me negatively is accountable to God and I only care about His opinion of me, anyway, and He's concerned with my heart.  Truthfully, I'm ok with just being me.  It helps to have a husband who keeps telling me how incredibly beautiful I am, and I'm starting to see myself as both he and my Lord do.  I'm a work in progress.  And I like it.

Valentine's Date Day Part I - Green Lake

Valentine's Date Day Part II - Dinner

*No, it wasn't healthy per se.  The steaks were big and the potatoes had cheese, bacon, sour cream, and butter.  That said, we didn't eat big amounts and actually didn't eat lunch in anticipation of our large dinner, so I don't regret it.  My goal isn't to be a food Nazi- it's to glorify God in all I do, and making my beloved husband an amazing dinner brings joy to my husband and glorifies God.  It's a sweet treat, though rare.  I'm not making excuses- I have complete peace, but I'm just giving y'all the specs in case you see the pics and freak and think I have fallen off the wagon!  I haven't.  We normally eat much healthier meals!

V-Day Hangover 

Don't worry, we didn't even have any alcohol on V-Day because we aren't big drinkers.  It's just a play on words :)

Enjoy the pics!  I promise to post more this week, too!  Last week was just nuts, so you can hold me to my promise to write some real entries this week.

Hasta, kids.