Our Seder

We ended up with over 140 people!

Since families were encouraged to bring their kids
I created a kids corner for them. It was a representation
of the first Passover in Egypt. There were games like Plague Memory,
try your hand at the Hebrew Alphabet, make a passover lamb and
much, much more. We even had a Moses who hung out with the kids
and told the stories of being in captivity.

This was right before everyone came.

Not the greatest shot but I guess that's why you aren't supposed to take pictures during prayer time. :-) I wanted to show how lovely it was to have church family all surrounding a table celebrating Christ's redemption. It was fun! Now I am doing nothing for a day. My Knight demanded it of me. I arrived at church yesterday at 9am and did not leave until 9pm. It was a great but long day. Happy Passover everyone!!!

Laundry Badge of Shame:-(

Right now our bedroom is where clothes go to die! It has been converted into
a laundry graveyard. I am quite ashamed and so I post pictures to hopefully
propel me into action.

So sad I know. I hope there are not any Laundry Equal Rights activists out there. They could build a case here with neglect of clothing or laundry abuse. For the last two weeks I have not been able to catch up on laundry. I just keep cycling through basket after basket without making head way. Tonight my Knight has declared an all out frontal assault on laundry. We are even bringing in reinforcements, the kids, to attack this mess. The boys normally help with laundry but I still usually do the organizing of it so they can take care of their own laundry and I handle ours. However, things got sloppy and now the boys are sifting through piles of cloths and accidentally coming across my "things" just to find a pair of socks.

A morning doesn't go by that I don't hear a yell or scream from our bedroom as the boys are struck by the horror of it all, especially when they accidentally come in contact with my "things". By tomorrow I vow to clean up my act and laundry and recover my Laundry Badge of Honor.

We will wait and see......

Hello, My Name if Livin' and I am a Cake Batter-aholic

See now that I have no one at home to share my cake batter with I eat all. I used to share the batter between the three boys, even to the point of forgoing some of my own scoops because they gave me those cute looking, pitiful eyes. Now the only not-so-cute, pitiful eyes in my house are my own. I even did the horrible act of leaving extra batter in the bowl just so I can have more. I mean, come on I am not going to put the cupcake tray back in the over for just 3 more cupcakes. So I had to eat it.

My favorite ice cream is from Brusters called Cake Batter. Oh, I am so bad. I love cake batter more than cookie dough. I convince myself that I can eat the equivalent of a full cupcakes worth of batter and then opt out at dessert time for the cupcake. Then when dessert time comes I have to eat one so my family doesn't find out or get suspicious.

I need help! Anyone else out there eat cake batter or am I the only lonely poor pitiful soul out here that does.

I need more kids in my house. They keep me healthy and fit!

A Song for My Soul Cry

In the midst of discouragement I speak to my soul and say do not be down cast! David is a kindred spirit to me. Someone I relate to a lot in the Word of God. This has been a healing song for me today.

In Times of Much Discouragement

I would love to say that in every situation I have the faith to stand as the waves of life batter my small boat...but I don't. I am in a place right now of great discouragement. It mainly has to do with our housing situation and all of the surrounding circumstances would be a lot to go into detail but for now I just know that I don't have even the faith the size of a mustard seed. The smallest amount of faith I had has given way to disappointment and frustration .

I write this so others know that I am not all that and a bag of chips. I don't always have the answers or the strength. I get tired, weary and ready to give up at times.

I want so desperately for the Lord to come through. I want to see His glory reign in this area of my life however I am ye of little faith. I was prophesied over once to be a women of great faith and now that makes me snicker. I don't feel great and I don't feel like I have one shred of faith left in me. I see those who make their own way in life and get what they want. They get their blessing and receive all that they desire through their own means but I wait on the Lord for Him. I have heard their comments and know how they feel about us standing for a miracle and it wares me down.

Sometimes I get enough strength to want to show them they are wrong and bolster myself to pray and believe so that they can see that the Lord answers His faithful. But then I relent and back down. I have cried a lot today. I have poured out my heart and anger toward the Lord about our situation. I don't know what else to do. I am tired of waiting and I am tired of battling. So now I just become still and know He is God. There isn't anything else for me to do.

Just Something I Threw Together

Matzo Passover Pockets
****The Pictures are not the best. The lighting in my house
was very poor. The color is mauve/burgundy. Not purple!

Our Church has a School of Ministry and we are going to
celebrate passover in 2 weeks. My amazing com-padre Nomi
and I are in charge of decorating and setting this up.
So in Livin' style I volunteered to make these. 10 to be
exact. I hope they turn out to be a hit.

I could not find a pattern for these so I just winged it.
I lined the inside with a pretty white cotton cloth with silver flecks and
then used a silver thread to embellish the tops of the outside &
inside pockets.

We decided to go Wedding Theme decor since Passover will
be celebrated with Christ at the final Wedding Feast. So we will
be lining the tables with nice dinner ware, fancy napkins & floral
centerpieces from someone's wedding.
I will take some pictures of the final day when it comes. I am excited!

Update on Life Here

The house did not go through, we are not owners of a house yet. I will have to explain later. I have been puking my guts out since last night and things seem to have settled down. I'm really hungry but I know filling my belly full of food would not be the wisest thing.

We are all really tired of being sick (the boys had this already and it has moved on to Scott and I) and we are getting tired of waging warfare for the promises of God. Not that we are going to stop waring but you do get weary after a while.

So that's what is up here. Now to crawl back in bed for a few more hours until I have to pick up the boys.

Hershey In The Snow

Scott's brother and his family came down from up-state NY this weekend

to visit so we took a trip to Hershey Chocolate World

Our boys had to check their candy height for this coming summer.

Nothing is better than chocolate and fast cars.

Here's Scott and his brother Micheal with both our clans. Boys

are all the Walseman men produce. His other brother

has two sons also. 11 grandchildren in all with only 1 grand-daughter.

Of course the only two females of the bunch. We would rather

be taking the photo's as you can tell.

Cousin #1 Matthew.

Cousin #3 Lucus. Cuttie Pie!

Cousin #2 Eric loved to dodge the camera and run away so

we were looking for him most of the afternoon. One minute he

was there and then poof he was gone.

It was nice to visit and catch up. Hopefully they felt at peace

and had a relaxing weekend. Scott's brother and wife are dairy

farmers in up-state NY. Their lives are busy everyday without much

time off so these moments are well treasured.