Today’s kindness advent was leaving moola on vending machines. Two things: 1) Vending machines are kind of hard to find these days. We looked all over until Harper spotted some outside of none other than Kroger. 2) Did you know there are still .35 cent machines?!?!?! True story. We found them tonight. Like the mythological unicorn of vending machines.
Tomorrow we’re doing a little chalk art!
So I have about one thousand thoughts running through my brain. I’ll let you in on a few of them.
*I’m officially done with all my orders that were needed by Christmas and that feels dang good. I’m still taking orders, but will not start working on them until after Christmas. So many orders to share, but for now I’ll just share this 11×14. I really dig this dog. And thank you again to everyone who has ordered this year. I am constantly humbled and so grateful for your orders and to God for having a job I love.
*From now until Christmas I will be baking and making gifts for some family and friends. I am way pumped. I made my baking aspirations list and might even go do all my shopping for ingredients tonight before I head to bed. Crazy excited.
*I always want to try and give people my best. This doesn’t always happen, but I want to try. I especially want to bring my A-game when giving to those in need. Sometimes I hear people say “they’ll appreciate anything” when referring to giving to those less fortunate than themselves. This kind of makes my skin crawl a bit. I don’t want to just give “anything”…when we give to those who are in need we are literally giving to Jesus, so I always want to give my very best…treating people how I would want to be treated.
*Amon gets stuck in strange positions each day on a regular basis. Today. “Mom, heeeeeelp.” He also is totally loving watering his Big Daddy and Nene’s tree. Mr. Kelley, Josh’s dad, is literally like his favorite person on the planet Earth. It’s kind of ridiculously cute.
*We have an elf. My mom gave him to us, but we’re seriously the worst elf owners ever. We can’t even remember his name. And he hasn’t moved in over a week. The kids all came to an agreement he has indeed lost his magic.
*The Kelley kids do chores each week and if they do their chores they get there allowance on Saturdays. This year they decided to purchase presents for each other, but had to use their own money. This has been crazy fun. They each went out on their own with their choice of parent. Josh Kelley got picked twice. Harper finally threw me a bone and picked me as her date. She chose Waffle House to eat and there was zero protest on my behalf. Hello Allstar Breakfast.
*We also give them each a sum of money, but they have to give it away…however they choose. We’ve talked about all the ways they could give this money generously. I love hearing their ideas. Harper made a plan on paper from the very beginning and stuck with it. She bought books, pencils and bookmarks to take to the children’s hospital where Amon had his surgery. The boys still go back and forth. Hudson’s the most fickle. He’s thinking about giving it all to the Goodlettsville Help Center, buying a goat, splitting it up…1/2 to the GHC and 1/2 for buying toys for kiddos, helping build a well in Swaziland or giving it all to one of his friends at school
*I’m happy to report the recommendation for using hydrogen peroxide on our bloody couch worked. Insert raise the roof hands!
*I saw this recipe for Puppy Chow Cookies on pinterest and literally gasped. And no, no I do not have food issues.
*And today I went to the dentist and got my temporary crown. Mother of pearl. It hurt like dang heck…and dang heck is bad. I feel as if I have a pretty good tolerance for pain, but what was suppose to be a 30 minute in and out appointment turned into this dude drilling on one tooth for an hour and a half. He used words & phrases like “cracked tooth”, “leakage”, “this was my challenge for the day”, “wow this is deep” and “death”. I’m confident I almost died. He had to numb me THREE different times. This cannot be normal. And my mouth is still hurting I just want to punch something. I may have cried some…when they were out of the room…because I have pride issues and almost thrown up. I’m a foot shaker so imagine how fast my foot was moving. And I squeezed my own hand for pain. I’ve never been an anxious/nervous/fearful dental person, but yep, that’s me now.
Now…to Kroger I go. Here I come scrumptious ingredients. Those Puppy Chow cookies are calling my name. Maybe this is why I have bad teeth. No way, I still blame pregnancy.