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1.  Little Flower Projects
I think I am going to start a  feature on my blog.  On a regular basis, I would like to share about an adoption agency, a family adopting, or an organization that works with orphans.  This week I would like to share Little Flower Projects.  This is a group that has several homes in China.  They serve special needs orphans (mostly)  who need extra care and attention due to medical conditions.  I found this group through a friend on Facebook.  I highly recommend "liking" them on Facebook.  Little Flower projects regularly shares the names and pictures of orphans in their care.  It is a great opportunity to pray for orphans by name.

2. I am in love.
My husband has been out of town at a conference all week.  Wednesday, our contractor started work on our kitchen to finish up the minor renovation that we started last August.  He is a nice guy.    Wednesday, after he left, I was giddy.  Today, I wanted to kiss him . . .


Excuse the walls, they have not been painted yet.


 . . . for installing this beautiful faucet!  Seriously, after he left, I sat at our kitchen table and stared at our new sink and faucet.  I never thought I would get so excited about a faucet.  But, I am in love.  I am in love, too, with all of the minor changes in our kitchen.  Wednesday, a bulk head was removed (it had no use) and I was so giddy after it was gone, that I texted pictures of our kitchen to my hubby.  I could not believe the difference that it makes.  So, now, each day, I eagerly await our contractor's arrival, but mostly his departure, so that I can see the transformation of our kitchen!


3.  Want a stock tip?
Buy stock in Lowes.  I think the store in our area could survive on our business alone over the past month.


4. Pomp and Circumstance
This weekend, my awesome, and totally amazing husband, will be graduating with his Doctorate in Ministry from Catholic University of America.  I am so proud of him.  Afterwards, we are going out to dinner with family and I ordered him a Cakery Cake.  For anyone who lives in our area, you know how good these are!

5.  Resting my legs
I have not run AT ALL this week.  Actually, I have not worked out at all either.  I feel a little like a sloth right now, but that is OK.  But, I will need to workout soon . . . I need to justify eating some of the Cakery cake  on Saturday!

6. Solo parenting this week
I am not sure what it is.  Maybe I try to compensate since my husband is missing, but when he is gone, I purposely try to have more fun with the boys.  I take them on special outings. Read more books to them.  Tickle them more.  And they have been so good.  I have had a really good week with the boys.  But, I have missed my husband!

7. Hopefully more to come

I have lots of posts swimming in my head.  I am hoping to get them on here at some point.  For now there are titles with empty bodies in the listings of my posts.  So you may hear more from me . . .

Have a great weekend everyone!

Comments

  1. So glad you are resting that body! And your faucet does look amazing! We did our faucet in our kitchen a few years ago, and had the whole downstairs of our house painted, and I am still smiling over the results!!

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  2. I intentionally do more when my husband is gone too.

    Love your faucet btw. Its awesome. I noticed mine actually has a hole in it by the knobs. I can ruin anything;D

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