The "eyes" have it!

The eye is the jewel of the body. (Henry David Thoreau)



You never know how you look through other people's eyes. (Ralph Waldo Emerson)



It is better to trust the eyes than the ears. (German proverb)



The eyes are the mirror of the soul. (Yiddish proverb)



Keep vigilant watch over your heart; that's where life starts. Don't talk out of both sides of your mouth; avoid careless banter, white lies, and gossip. Keep your eyes straight ahead; ignore all sideshow distractions. Watch your step, and the road will stretch out smooth before you. Look neither right nor left; leave evil in the dust. (Proverbs 4:23 Msg)



Your eyes are windows into your body. If you open your eyes wide in wonder and belief, your body fills up with light. If you live squinty-eyed in greed and distrust, your body is a dank cellar. If you pull the blinds on your windows, what a dark life you will have! (Matthew 6:22 Msg)

It's interesting what you can see in someone's eyes. Most of us can tell by looking at someone's eyes whether they are happy, sad, angry, or confused. But an Iridologist can see much more! According to Wikipedia, an Iridologist is "an alternative medicine technique whose proponents believe that patterns, colors, and other characteristics of the iris can be examined to determine information about a patient's systemic health."

I've been dealing with one issue specifically but have been too fearful to go to the doctor for treatment. So, my boss suggested I go see Phyllis. Phyllis. My boss tells me she looks in people's eyes and addresses any health concerns she sees. Just by looking at your eyes. I'm thinking my boss is a wacko. And I can just see him dropping me off at her house and getting locked in her basement. But I was wrong. It wasn't quite that creepy. My boss had suggested me seeing Phyllis several times. Last week I finally gave in. What could it hurt?

I just have a huge hang up about someone staring into my eyes. What will people see? Will she cast a spell on me? Will she see more than just physical issues? Will she see my hang ups? Will she wonder why I haven't waxed my eyebrows or mustache?

But I went. Phyllis looked in my eyes. Wrote down several things. Two pages front and back actually. And the crazy thing is that the health concerns she had were things I really have trouble with. How could she see all that in my eyes? And she only looked for less than 5 minutes!

She does this eye-looking in a health supply/vitamin store. She suggests certain vitamins and supplements to take to help with whatever concerns she writes down. I ended up with a couple of things she suggested. I've almost been taking them a week. And I know it's crazy, but the supplements are helping!

I found this chart online. I guess this is how Phyllis looks at the eyes to know what to write down.

My friend keeps calling her a witch doctor. I'm not sure she is an actual witch doctor. But she helped me find some natural things to take instead of some crazy medicines from the doctor.

Craziest thing I've ever done. I'm out of control I tell ya.

now and then

This is my sister, Terri, and me. We just finished painting the dog house for my dog, Brownie. We were pretty proud of our fine craftsmanship.

This is my sister and me. Christmas photos obviously. Thanks, Mom, for not making me wear red tights!

Here we are on my wedding day. I couldn't find the picture of my sister and me on her wedding day.

I miss my sister. Her birthday is Friday. The big 30!!! We always have fun together...playing cards, watching movies, quoting movies, laughing. It didn't always use to be that way. We fought all the time growing up. We definitely had our own thing going on. I was mean to my sister. She pretty much hated me. She will probably say she still does...to torture me. She always tries to get me to believe I was adopted.

Somewhere during our college years, we started getting along and spending more time together. She is an important part of my life. We don't talk nearly enough. She gets mad when I don't return her calls. I hate missing out on her kids' lives. My brother-in-law is a riot, and I hate that they live so far away.

Best memory of my sister? One year she made me a card for my birthday. She had spent a lot of time on it. It taught me a very humbling yet valuable lesson. I was rude, horrible and mean. I didn't appreciate her card at the time. I'm pretty sure I made fun of it. But, I still have it. She made it. For me. Took time and thought to make it just for my birthday. Terri is awesome. I love her, and am so glad she's my sister.

get a room

Sean and I decided to spice up our date night Friday night. Ahem. We went bowling. Sean really does enjoy to bowl. I enjoy the first game. Because by the end of the first game, I am so stinkin frustrated that I suck and Sean is beating me. But this time, I did pretty good. I think I even laughed during the second game. Yes, that's right. I said second game. Actually we bowled 4 games! By the time the night was over I had bowled a 134. Amazing all-time high score for me! Thank you, thank you.

There were two younger couples bowling next to us. Couple #1 had to encourage each other between each turn with disgusting groping, drinking shots, and slobbery kissing. Oh, and dancing! How could I forget the dancing! After about an hour or so, the two girls were pretty much wasted. Remember these people were already there...and drinking...when Sean and I arrived. They were having quite a bit of trouble walking. Don't ask me how they kept up the game. I never did look at their scores. I was too busy being entertained by their shenanigans.

So, I just bowled another strike and tried to get Sean's attention. But I couldn't. I follow his eyes to see these two girls kissing and acting reallll crazy! What do you do when you see stuff like that? Look away? Stare? Offer breath mints? Seriously, I'm not sure. I decided to see what their boyfriends were thinking about this. One boyfriend was bowling and turned around to talk to them...saw his woman kissing another woman...and walked over immediately and pulled her off! I don't know if the girl was mad or embarrassed. She started crying. Her boyfriend had to help her walk out. I'm not sure if the girl knew what she was doing or not.

Maybe after so many shots, it's hard to differentiate between males and females. Her friend and boyfriend did both have dark hair. Maybe she just got confused. Or maybe she really wanted to kiss her friend. That was a girl. Maybe the Katy Perry music videos inspired her. I'm not sure. I was a little scared to go talk to them. I didn't want to be next!

I just don't think girls kissing girls is right. I know there is some hot stuff going on right now with girls doing all that social kissing just for the fun of it when they go out. Just seems silly. It's one thing to do it for attention. It's another to do it because a person thinks they are gay.

Or. Maybe the boyfriend was just jealous he wasn't getting any kissing action.

call me Betty Crocker

Check it. I made this soccer ball cake. All by me onesie. Even made the delicious buttercream icing. Holla now, I ain't lyin!

Aaron had a birthday last week. He wanted an edible fruit arrangement. Um, a little pricey! So, I decided I would make one. That didn't turn out so great. He loves soccer, so I found a soccer ball cake mold and decided he was going to have to settle for the above masterpiece. It turned out pretty good. I did make some fruit kabobs though, so Aaron got the fruit he wanted.

I probably had more fun making the cake than Aaron really cared about. That's ok. I enjoyed the decorating part too! I'm thinking this could be a new hobby for me. I'm not going to be taking orders or anything.

Now that I have the mold for this cake, everyone in our family will be getting soccer ball cakes for their birthdays. Deal with it.

who's your momma?

Today is my mom's birthday. What a momma! She and dad came to Tulsa so we could celebrate with her! She really wanted to see Toy Story 3, but dad said she had to have small children with her to see it. Alas, we were fresh out of small children, so she chose Karate Kid instead. It was fun...the movie started about 30 minutes later than scheduled. But we had fun eating our popcorn! After the movie, dad treated us to Joe Momma's pizza. Very fitting, I think, since it was mom's birthday. Good times!

My mom always makes me laugh. So glad she is my mother!

Connection 2010

Foursquare Connection...that is my husband!!!

Foursquare Connection...Me in the blue shirt...Thursday night main session

Foursquare Connection...Thursday night main session

Thursday night sound check...Dean and Keren listening to the sound

Mike and Sean tuning up

Mitchell and Ose leading the choir...I'm in the blue shirt!


Our new president, Glenn Burris


Tuesday morning sound check...my Sean in the white shirt

Saturday night rehearsal

My first Chicago style hot dog! From a cart! In the park! In Atlanta! It was awesome!

Centennial Olympic Park

I almost forgot to blog about Atlanta! It was hot. It was humid. It was rainy. There you go. The road trip wasn't really that bad. I helped drive, but I got to sleep also. I only had one claustrophobic panic attack. So, it was good. Being in tight, enclosed places for very long freak me out. Especially a car. That smells like butt and feet. That's the downside of road trips. No matter how much deodorant people wear...no matter how many times they brush their teeth in the gas station bathroom...no matter how many times you roll down the window...the car always ends up smelling like butt and feet. Our car wore that nasty smell for a few hours of the trip.

My stupid foot was really bad that week we were there. So, I ended up not doing very much. It was just too painful to walk. I decided to catch up on some Law & Order episodes (even though I rarely watch the show) and sleep! It was good! I did meet some new people, and that was nice!

Dean and Keren, my friends and pastors, were asked to lead a few worship sessions for Connection. I think I heard there were about 3500 people there. Sean played guitar in the worship band. I got to sing in the choir during the Thursday night session. Being up on the stage with lights and clocks and stuff was a little intimidating. But it was a really special honor and privilege to be asked to participate. I'm thankful for the time. It was awesome!

The sessions and workshops were full of good information. Francis Chan spoke one night! Challenging stuff I tell ya! It was a good trip.