Welcome to our adventures. I try as best as I can to document the happenings here in our family - everything from the shenanigans to the spiritual, from the kid to the kitchen, from the cat to the catastrophes. We believe that adventure can be found in everything we do...even in the mundane tasks of the day. When we set our minds on things above in gratitude to God, we find the strength to approach life with a sense of purpose & adventure. The adventure may not always be what we have planned...but isn't that what adventure is all about?

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Saturday, September 25, 2010
"You are going to do what to where?"
Poor Cephas....he just returned home after a few days at the Vet.   He was neutered and had an additional procedure done on his front claws.   He has to be confined to a small area for the next 3 or 4 days and is wearing one of those Elizabethan cones.   He looks absolutely pitiful.   It's been hard to see him look so pitiful - but we know that in the next week or so, he will be back to his normal self.

You know, doing stuff like this:

and this:

We love our little Cephonious Monk....looking forward to him getting back to his old self.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Any of you that know me know...this is my time of year. I see a hint of color in the trees around the hood. Feeling relief from the beastly humidity of July and August. I'm just itching to pull out my cozy sweaters and boots. I have my camera ready!

I have missed you...looking forward to spending some time together.

No Spring nor Summer Beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one Autumnal face.
- John Donne
Monday, September 13, 2010
This morning, Abby was getting ready for school.   I walked by the bathroom and spied her wiping her face down with one of the little round sponges that my Mom had given her.    She was quite enjoying the moment....then she looked over and saw me watching her.    I gave her the look.....and, I'm sorry that I cannot go into more detail about the look, it's just a look that I give, that Abby knows.    

Her response to the look was this:

"Grandmama puts it this way:  I feel like a fresh new woman"

Dear God, please help me.  Amen.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010
This past Saturday Mike had a little run in with a strong man.    No, really...he was strong.   His name is Dennis Rogers.   Never heard of him?   Here's an excerpt about him from his website:

"Today Dennis is a Grandmaster Strongman, and travels the world performing incredible feats of strength. Named Pound-for-Pound the World’s Strongest Man for the feats he performs (A.O.B.S.), he is the most seen strength athlete in history- witnessed by over 300 million people in 156 countries, through either his live or televised performances. Even Oprah jumped on his bandwagon, as she selected him as the "World’s Most" Performing Strongman.

All are amazed as he twists steel bars and horseshoes, rolls frying pans up with his fingers, tears thick phonebooks and decks of cards like they are tissue paper, and drives nails through construction lumber with a mere blow of his fist. Just a handful of the many feats he performs through his inspirational and motivational performances."

For real, yo. He did this to a frying pan and gave it to Abby:

So it was an innocent Saturday eve at church (yes, we go to church Saturday night...it rocks). Pastor is wrapping up the big fall sermon series, "Unwavering".  They usually pull out all the stops for the fall & new year sermon series...this was no exception.   To illustrate the point of Pastors sermon, they started off the service with a little demonstration by Dennis Rogers.....and..........since WE sit in the front row (yes, we sit in the front row...it rocks), well.....I'll just give you a visual:

Yes, that is my husband.   Yes, that is a 6 inch nail in the strong mans hand.   Yes, that is a board on his lap.  Yes that is a balloon between his legs.  Yes, he is wearing blindfold-glasses lest he should flinch and the strong man renders him...ahem...um, you know.

Pretty good action shot, eh?   Thanks to having the old point-n-shoot in the purse (thanks, Mom!!).

Dennis went on to rip a deck of cards in half, bend a steel rod, make a heart out of a horse shoe, bend a hammer and wrench  in half.   And oh yeah, drive a nail through a piece of wood with his bare hand.

All this strength makes me think of my man............today is his birthday!!!   So I shant let this post end without sending props out to my personal strong man.   Later after church during supper, he bent a straw with his bare hands!!   What a feat....I love you, Mike!!  Happy birthday, you will always be pound-for-pound, Club Amaro's strongest man...

peace out...