Friday, December 18, 2009

Christmas Baking at Momma's

My Mom had a tumor removed from her ear yesterday. Doc said it was most likely benign, and she went through the surgery well. After the surgery, she and I went to her house for an afternoon/evening of resting and lounging on the couch watching movies like any normal person would after surgery... or not.

Because my Mom is such a trooper, we actually ended up doing hours and hours of Christmas baking.

Haystacks were the first on the list. (Super-duper easy and tasty and something different than chocolate) 6 batches of those.

2nd were 'peanut butter blossoms'. (Peanut butter cookies with a Hershey's kiss added just after coming out of the oven.) 4 batches of those.

Next were brownies with holidays minty chocolate chips mixed in and on the top. 2 batches of those.

Then came my favorite: peanut butter delights. (you know, the oatmeal, cocoa, peanut butter no-bake cookies) 1 big batch of these. And last, but not least, rice krispy treats with festive decor. 2 batches of these (after Laura had to make a grocery store run to restock the marshmallows after the first attempt proved disastrous)

Add a few of each of these things to a Christmas-y tin, and you have a great Christmas gift for neighbors and friends!

It's been a Tyndall tradition for years, and I hadn't gotten to help bake for a long time, so it was a very special time with my Momma! And, both Valerie and Laura joined in partway through the evening, which made it even more special.

I am really, truly loving being with my family so much this holiday season. There's been a lot of drama and some heartache recently, but we're even more mindful this year of the power of Christmas.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Wonderful Christmas Time

I love Christmas. I'm so glad that Jesus was born and that a majority of people celebrate that fact during this time of year, whether intentionally or not.

I'm kind of bored tonight at work, wishing I was at home in cozy pjs, listening to Christmas music, looking at our Christmas tree and wrapping presents or writing Christmas cards. Unfortunately, I'm at work. And I couldn't be wrapping presents or writing Chritmas cards anyway because I'm already mostly done with those things... I love them too much to leave them undone on a 'to-do' list.

I'm remembering last year at this time, being in Thailand, making Christmas crafts to decorate our house, teaching my class a song & dance for the huge Christmas performance, ordering presents online for family and friends, and enjoying being able to sneak Christmasy things in wherever possible.

This year, I'm very thankful to be home for Christmas. I'm so excited that we have a REAL Christmas tree this year (our first married one!), a mantle decorated for Christmas, and a wreath on the front door. It's been so much fun to go Christmas shopping and wrap the presents myself. We even did picture Christmas cards this year, which we hadn't done since our engaged Christmas. It just feels so Christmasy.

The last couple of nights, I was able to wrap a lot of Stephani's and Grandma's presents, which totaled somewhere close to 100 presents, while watching a Christmas movie with family. That was one of the things I missed the most last year.
There are many people that fill my mind this time of year. Lots of friends scattered around the world that I wish were closer. But I even feel closer to them right now knowing that we're doing a lot of the same things and even surrounded by some of the same things.

It's just wonderful. Christmas time.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Baby Fever!

I think it's official that I have caught 'baby fever'. For a couple of months now, the sight of friends' babies' pictures or notes about them or mostly anything related to babies either results in joy, or an ache in my chest, or tears of some other kind. It's not a sad kind of baby fever, but an expectant one. When will it be our turn?

Today, my mom texted me about whether I knew anyone who wanted a hand-me-down highchair and booster seat, and I wanted to be like, 'well, I'll need it eventually'. But I didn't want to be selfish about something that may be several years away or may never happen. Instead, we claimed it for our closest, first-baby-producing friends, the Severes. :)

We are definitely in the stage of life where there are more babies than brides and expectancies than engagements. Lots of friends ask us regularly when it will be our turn. We're definitely not opposed to the idea, but I, personally, find myself very concerned about what other people will think. Especially because we do not 'have it all together' in several areas of life right now.

Don't want to get too personal, but I would like some of your thoughts on some of these thoughts.

1) 'If you wait until you have enough money, you will never have kids.' The ol' cliche.

2) What is really considered 'trying'? Just no contraceptive, being super intentional with timing?

3) Jobs/childcare: how much do you consider these things before 'trying' (whatever that means)

4) Mom's pre-conception health. Obviously, I'm overweight, and this concerns me. I have gotten clearance from my doc, but I still have concerns. I find myself comparing myself a lot to pregnant women that I see. (Did you know there's a tv show called 'overweight & pregnant'? --I haven't brought myself to watch it yet, but my sister says every woman on there is different.)

5) Finding out the gender. Matt and I disagree on this issue in a HUGE way. (I think this is something we could decide on later, but what do you think?)Look forward to hearing your thoughts! Feel free to respond on here or by email. And please feel free to be honest as well. That's the point of this whole thing. :)

Monday, November 30, 2009

Atlanta Getaway

We really enjoyed our little getaway to Atlanta. It wasn't quite long enough, but we'll take what we can get. The first night, we arrived in Atlanta around 8:30 and walked around Olympic Centennial Park which was all decorated for Christmas--and very beautiful. Then, we grabbed dinner, which we basically got for free because of a mistake in the kitchen.

Tuesday, we slept in then went to the Georgia Aquarium. We enjoyed it a lot and spent lots of time in front of the world's largest single aquarium, which is home to 4 whale sharks and a couple of humongous manta rays. It was pretty incredible to just sit there and watch. An aquarium worth visiting for sure!
See some more of our pictures here.
Later that afternoon, we chilled in our hotel, then went out for a nice dinner at a nearby Bistro. Matt had earned us a free dinner from points he gets for booking reservations at his hotel job. Thanks, honey!
The hotel was very nice. The location was great! Once we got there Monday evening and parked, we didn't have to drive again until we left. Right across the street from the Centennial Olympic Park, the Georgia Aquarium, and the Coca-Cola thing. The only thing that was a little daunting was that we were approached for money every time we went out to walk around.

Discounted hotel, discounted/free dinners, and discounted aquarium tickets meant we could feel a little less guilty about taking a mini-vacation. We enjoyed it and very much needed the time away together. A wonderful refresher going into Thanksgiving...

Monday, November 23, 2009


Thanks, friends, for the love you showed me after my last post. The emails, texts, calls, and even hand-written notes were very appreciated. I did not intend to sound a desperate alarm of oh-my-goodness-this-girl-needs-some-love, but I am thankful that many of you showed love as a response.

Many of you know that Matt and I have 5 days off this week--together! We spent today with friends and family and getting ready for our trip. Tomorrow, we'll leave for Atlanta where we'll be taking advantage of Matt's Hilton employee discount for a couple of nights. We're also planning to go to the Georgia Aquarium where we got discount tickets thanks to Matt's step-sister's company. (Yay for connections!) We're very much looking forward to some alone time away and also to be able to spend a couple days with family for Thanksgiving.

I hope each of you will have a great holiday with family and loved ones!

In honor of the holiday, I'm leaving you with a list of things for which I am thankful:
~a personal God who knows me and loves me ~a Savior who continually saves me from myself and my sins ~an amazing, devoted husband who is also my best friend ~lots of friends who aren't necessarily close geographically but close to my heart ~family ~Nala ~living in Charleston ~the wonderful season when I was paid to walk with Jesus and love others ~jobs, in this time when many are unable to find work ~guidance for getting out of debt ~the opportunities I've had to experience and learn about other cultures ~people who sacrifice for the sake of the Gospel ~living in a country where I'm free to worship and serve Christ unhindered ~the internet for helping stay in touch ~this blog, though sometimes impersonal, it helps me feel closer to so many of you

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

How are YOU doing?

This is my feeble attempt at 'connecting' with so many who I would love to sit down and have hours and hours with. I have been such a slack friend lately that when emails come across my screen of friends trying to catch up, I cry. Not bawl, but tear up significantly. My thoughts are inexplicable and don't make any sense, but if that gives you any idea where I am, there you have it. I'm not quite wanting to admit how I'm doing. On several occasions recently, I've broken into tears when I had time to connect with friends. Once when a friend just said 'how are you?'. I couldn't even answer... just cried. Finally said, 'I'm not doing very well', and that cause even more tears. Ugh.

The other night when coming home from work, I turned on the Christian radio station (which I don't usually have on anymore). The song, 'Blessed Be Your Name' was playing, and I had to sing along. It didn't take long before I had collapsed into tears based on the pure effect those words had on me. Blessed be Your Name, when I'm found in the desert place, when I walk through the wilderness, Blessed Be Your Name. I hated to admit to myself that I'm in a wilderness of sorts, but when I really think about it, I know I am. And even though I know it's true, I know that the bigger truth is that God is still worthy of my worship when I'm lost in the wilderness.
I can't remember the last time I had an extended, quality time set aside with the Lord. Haven't been to church in a looooong time, and the last time I did, I cried as a result of my bad attitude. This 'desert place' I'm in is somewhere where I think that I can control my life right now. Yeah, right. Look where it's gotten me: breaking down into fits of tears when asked how I'm doing. Great job, Tricia. Seriously, though, I've been thinking about this a lot the past couple of weeks, and I think I've created some sort of justification.

Somehow I think that because of this season I'm in, there's nothing God can do to help me. We've gotten ourselves in the financial trouble where we are both working 2 jobs, barely seeing each other, not making enough time for developing friendships, not having enough time to manage the house as I'd like.... It's kinda like I feel like since I made the mess, I've gotta clean it up. Some kind of penance.

I know better. I've given others advice in similar situations, but being here, in the midst of what feels like chaos and shame, stinks. I don't feel worthy enough right now to invite God into this season of my life. I don't feel worthy enough to have friends really love me through this, and I don't even want friends close enough to see this junk right now.

This last week has been filled with a new situation requiring any excess emotion/courage/energy I had left. It's messy, and it's not going to be a 'quick fix'. It's caused me to realize even more how empty I am.

There, I said it. Yuck. I'm a sinful, selfsh, self-centered human being who is faulty. Duh! And, at the risk of being too sappy and needy, I've got to say: please pray for me. Pray that I would have right perspective. Pray that even though I don't *feel* worthy, that I would know the Truth during this time. Pray that I would have the courage to address some of these issues. Pray that Matt and I would find time to encourage one another and love each other well-- instead of just being exhausted when we have time together. Pray that I would be humble enough to say I need help. Most importantly, pray that I would seek the Lord for His Truth and comfort and salvation during this time when I can't see the end of this season.

And, when you get a moment, update me on YOU. Help me climb out of this self-absorption I've seemed to fall into. You're important to me.

Love, Tricia-who-processes-while-writing

P.S. Wow, even just getting all of that out there has helped lighten the load.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Christmas is coming!

Holiday cups at starbucks! Best part of my week so far!

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Just Another Friday Night Snake Removal

Warning: graphic pictures of dead reptilian. ;)

So, there's been a dying/dead snake on our front porch for a few days now. I got home from work tonight around midnight and realized that we really shouldn't leave it there in case we have trick-or-treaters tomorrow night. I psyched myself up to take care of removing the snake. I talked Matt into video taping it so it's documented. The quality of the video is really bad because it was really dark, so I didn't even bother posting them. :/

The short story: (Picture 1) the snake somehow stuck in our front porch. Skinny but still not a pleasant critter to have sticking out of the front porch. Though we did hope the fact that it was dead would ward off any other potential slithery visitors. Matt told me a couple days ago about it so it wouldn't surprise me when I got home from work. We both had the same thought: 'oh good, the dead snake will go well with the dead frog on our front porch'This poor frog (picture 2) got squished by Nala like the week after we moved in (3+ months ago). We've tried a couple different methods of removing it but have yet to succeed. Gross, I know.

It was quite an ordeal to remove the snake. It was really stuck somehow up into the wall of the porch. Plus, I had moments of girlie hesitation. In the end, I was only able to remove about 2.5 feet of the snake. Not sure how much is still left in the house, but the rest of it didn't budge. I ended up chopping this much of it off with a brick. Ick.

Success! Picture 3: the snake (well, most of it) in a plastic garbage bag.
P.S. And NO trick-or-treaters at all!

Monday, October 19, 2009

Dear to My Heart...

I received this letter recently from a friend. I've edited it just a little bit for security purposes. Please prayerfully consider partnering with her ministry. As an international student from a closed country, she has a limited amount of contacts to ask to join her ministry. If you are interested, I'll be happy to help you get in touch with her. She is on the left in the picture below.

Everything below is from (Holly):

“You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart.” Jer. 29:13

My name is (Holly). I am from a former Soviet Union country which is predominantly Muslim. Verse above is very dear to my heart, because I believe it describes my life. At school I was taught that there was no god. At home I was taught that the Russian people believed in Jesus as their prophet but we had Muhammad as our true prophet. For me, though, my father was like a god. He provided all that I needed and I depended upon him for my physical and emotional needs. I didn’t need anyone else. However, in my early teen years my world fell apart when my parents got divorced. I realized for the first time that my father was just a sinful man and all that I had trusted in was taken away. I found myself alone and wondering if there really was a God. I knew something was missing in my life, so I devoted myself to Islam to fill the void I felt inside of me.

About this same time I moved to the capital of my country, to study at the University and started living with my aunt. Soon I met with my new neighbors and later found out that they were Christians. They were very kind to me and made me feel accepted and loved. But I rejected what they told me about Jesus being for my people too and I set out to prove to them that Islam was the true religion and the best way to see changes take place in my life. For two years I followed Islam but nothing changed. I tried to act happy and satisfied with life on the outside but inside I was still feeling empty and angry at my father. I wanted to forgive him but I couldn’t. My neighbors continued to love me during this time and include me in some of their Christian meetings. Finally I realized that only Jesus could forgive my sins and bring about real changes in my life.

At this time my neighbors had to leave the country. I was feeling very lonely because I did not know of another Christian of my nationality, and I knew very little about my new faith. My friends and family began to persecute me because of my faith, and my aunt asked me to move out of her house where I was living.

One day I was on my college campus feeling very lonely and beginning to think that maybe I had made a mistake. Maybe all of my problems were caused by my leaving Islam. While I was sitting there having these doubts, an American girl who was just visiting my campus walked up to me. I found out that she was with a group with CCC on a summer mission trip in my country. She began meeting with me to teach me about the Christian life and she also introduced me to a number of other Christians of my nationality. Just when I needed it the most, God provided me with a Christian family. We formed a CCC group on our campus to reach other students for Christ. Jesus Christ had transformed my life, and I knew he could transform others as well.

I came to Austin, TX last year to study. Shortly after I arrived, I heard about the Bridges Children of Abraham conference for Muslim converts like me. It was there that I was challenged to consider that God might want to use me as a full-time Christian worker. I am passionate to reach international students for Christ and humbled that God may chose to use me in this way. My vision is to share the love of Jesus Christ with international students here in the United States. CCC has a ministry that lines up exactly with my vision, Bridges International.

Through Bridges, I can reach students who can take the gospel back to their home country. I am now raising my financial support for an 18 month internship with Bridges international. This internship will provide the necessary ministry skills training as I reach out to international students studying at the University of Texas in Austin. I am excited to learn all I can, so I will be ready and effective when the time comes for me to return as a missionary to my own people.

Since Campus Crusade for Christ has no central funds to support its missionaries, each staff member must raise financial support to fund all of the costs of health care, ministry expenses, taxes, and a salary. I must find a team of donors who can give monthly or annually to support our work. I would like to ask if you would prayerfully consider joining my monthly financial support team with a gift of $50, $75, $100, or whatever amount God would lay on your heart.
Please know that whatever you decide, I appreciate so much just having the opportunity
to share about what God is doing in my heart and through my ministry on campus.
One more time, thank you for prayerfully considering my needs.

In Him,

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Belated GSP02 Brunch Post

Well, a looooooong time ago (mid-August), one of my favorite things in the world happened: we had friends over for bunch!

It was a mimi-reunion of sorts, as everyone invited to the brunch had been on Gatlinburg Summer Project in 2002... or is married to someone who was. Many of us have ended up in Charleston, and we found a good excuse to get together: Ginger's farewell to Mercy Ships. It seems like that's mostly when this crew gets together--either for 'welcome backs' or 'farewells'.
Anyway, it was a really fun morning. I got to use lots of my Pampered Chef suff to whip up some yummy 'brunch squares', muffins, and a chocolate chip cheese ball. We had a great fruit salad too, so we were definitely set. (Pic of Amber with the spread)

Ginger Henry was the honored guest as it was a send-off for her ministry with Mercy Ships. Amber Williams was the co-hostess. These ladies met on the infamous GSP2002 and have been roommates for the last 4 years here in Charleston!

Pic from left to right: Morgan, Ginger, Amber

Kurt and Morgan Brewer were also in attendance. These two actually met on that summer project and have since married and are on staff with CCC here in Charleston now.
(pic of Kurt below entertaining Nala / grossing the rest of us out by putting her bone in his mouth)

Dan Maloy was also on that project (and also a buddy of mine for 2 other CCC summers), and he brought his new bride, Shannon, to the brunch. The Maloys are also on staff now with the Charleston-based staff team of Cru.
Even my hubby was able to hang out, which was a special blessing to me. I miss soooooo many things about Crusade, and the people are definitely #2. (Being paid to walk closely with Jesus and love on others is definitely the #1!) Hopefully, we'll be able to get together more often.

Even though it was quite awhile ago, I know there are a handful of readers who would recognize most of this motley crew. :)

You Wish You Had an Uncle Gary...

As I type this, my computer has been having some serious problems. Something appears to be wrong with the hard drive, but Uncle Gary is working on it and has already been able to 'rescue' a lot of my stuff saved on it. Yay for Uncle Gary!

Aside from being a computer guru, he's also a very talented carpenter and recently constructed this for our new home:
Our new hand-crafted table!It's a 'drop-leaf' table, so the middle part is always there, but both of the sides fold down which makes for a nice, smaller table which fits great in our little condo. :)

Thanks, Uncle Gary, for everything!

P.S. In typical Matt fashion, he surprised me with the finished table. We came home after hanging out at his dad's house and I noticed a funny smell in our condo. I said, 'gosh, what's that smell?', but as I continued to walk into the house, I saw the beautiful table, adorned with one of our Thai table runners and some fresh flowers. He likes surprising me when he can! :)

Saturday, October 3, 2009

One of God's stories from our church in Fort Worth

In 10 years since Wedgwood Baptist shootings, gunman's brother has found forgiveness at the church...

Story is here

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Friday, September 25, 2009


We are getting internet at home next week!!!....

It has become a requirement since (among other reasons) I'm now 2 weeks behind on my Online Course... It's not good when you get a phone call from your online professor about why you haven't even logged into the course for over 2 weeks.

Until then... hope everyone's doing well!

Saturday, August 29, 2009

These Days...

Gosh, it's been too long. But I've been thinking of lots of things to share, so here goes.

These days:

-You will find us learning a lot more about being wise with our finances. This includes eating out almost never. This definitely includes no more Starbucks. This also means that I am much more likely to invite you over for a game night than to meet you for coffee or dinner somewhere--which is way more fun anyway!

-You will find Tricia working a new 2nd job, at Fanatic Fanz, about 10-20 hours/week. So far, this has been a fun job. It's nice to have more face-to-face time with people and get to have more project-type things to do at work.

-You will find that we have almost purchased a 2nd car and plan to pick it up tomorrow, actually. :)

-Nala spends a lot more time at home, sadly, since our schedule doesn't allow for as much dog-park time as she had when Tricia would be off at 4 pm.

-We are soaking up our last weeks with Ginger, who will be leaving soon to do a year away with Mercy Ships.

-We have had a 2nd yard sale and already have the date set for the next one. So... we spend our spare time going through things from each of our parents' homes--still quite a long way to go with this. Gosh, Tricia is a pack-rat. Seriously, she's saved just about every single note anyone has ever sent her. Though it's a lot of stuff, it's providing some fun memory-lane journeys.

-Valerie lives out of town now, so not as much sister time, but for awhile, we were able to spend a lot of time together and grow closer as sisters again which is a blessing. One of my favorite nights since we've been home was when Laura, Valerie and Ginger came over for dinner and game night. Fun times!

-I actually just recently feel as though I'm feeling 'settled' here in Charleston, and that means we are finally starting to catch up with more friends who we haven't seen in a long time.

-Nala has been introduced to babies and seems like she will be a good guardian. Cindy and Jerry came over one day with baby Lily, and that was the first time Nala ever met a little baby. She did really well, which was good because Zack, Stephanie, and baby Josiah stayed with us the next weekend.

-Matt is still working 3-11 pm shifts at Doubletree and hoping to find a 2nd job soon, which will be made much easier by the purchase of our 2nd vehicle.

-Tricia works a 10am-7pm shift now and spends most of the days on the phone serving customers. A picture of her training class is above. The days go by much faster on the phones than in training classes.

-Matt has his piano back.

-The Wii came back from Thailand inoperable. We are trying to figure out what exactly is wrong and if it's fixable. If it's not...

-We are looking forward to friends coming over for brunch tomorrow and then some other friends coming to stay with us next weekend!

Hopefully, more updates soon. :)

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

It's a Good Thing Nala Knows Jesus...

... otherwise we would have to subscribe to the service in Zack's blog.

Seriously, this is either very, very funny OR very, very, very, very sad.
Which do you think?

Sunday, August 9, 2009

I love Rainbows!

While driving back from moving my sister last weekend, we saw the clearest rainbow I may have ever seen. And we continued to see it for about 10 solid minutes! At a couple different points on the interstates around Charleston, we actually went under the thing a couple of times. And for a little while, there were 2 complete rainbows on top of each other... that we ended up going under. I mean... It was B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L! The picture was taken on my cell phone, so the resolution or clarity isn't that great, but you'll get the idea. :)

Friday, July 31, 2009

Missing My Mother-in-Law

Unfortunately, I never knew her as my mother-in-law. I only knew her as Steven and Matt's mom, Mrs. Debbie.
In high school, we knew her as the mom who always brought lunch (something good) to Steven and Matt... and who was always at school early to pick them up.
I wish I had known her so much better. The most interaction I had with her was in the summer of 1999, at the airport right before Steven and I went on a school trip to France. She was really funny, though I don't remember everything she said. I just remember she made us laugh a lot.
It was during that trip that Steven and I finally became friends. He was no longer so "dorky", and I guess I was no longer so "scary".

A couple weeks after we returned from France, Debbie and her sister, Pat, were in a horrible car accident on their way home from visiting with their other sister.
Outside of Orangeburg, SC, a bucket fell off of a construction truck heading up I-26. The Honda behind the truck swerved to miss the bucket and lost control of the vehicle, colliding head-on with the van Debbie was driving. They didn't know it was coming.
In the Honda, the girl in the front seat was killed instantly. Her name was Amanda, and she and I had become friends the previous year during a weekend retreat. Her fiance, the guy driving the car, suffered some minor leg injuries but was able to walk away from the accident.
Aunt Pat's legs were severely injured, and she was eventually flown to MUSC in Charleston, while Mrs. Debbie was flown to Richland Memorial Hospital in Columbia. So, the two sisters were separated by a couple hundred miles, both hospitalized, in serious condition.

Mrs. Debbie's condition was critical. When the family arrived at the Columbia hospital, they were callously told by the surgeon, "I hope this isn't your relative because this person isn't going to live."
The following few days were filled with lots of doctors, lots of surgeries, and lots of hours spent in the waiting room. The family was only briefly allowed to visit Debbie, for short 15 minute periods of time every few hours. The waiting room became a second home and was filled to the brim with friends and family who came to support Debbie in her fight for life.
And, oh, was there PRAYER! Debbie's dad, Jesse Powers, has a lot of church connections in Columbia. One of the things the family remembers most from that time is all the people who visited and prayed with them. Every member of our family gained life-long lessons that week--about God, His will, and about prayer. Some have more understanding of it, and others have more questions. But without a doubt, that week of time was life-altering, in more ways than one.

On July 31st of that year, Mrs. Debbie was released from her earthly body. The effects from the accident would have been debilitating, and everyone who speaks of her knows she would not have wanted to live the life that would have been hers in that condition. And though God did not give her full physical healing, He called her home to be with Him. On that day 10 years ago, our family lost a precious jewel--and Heaven gained one.

I feel very sad that I don't know Mrs. Debbie as my mother-in-law. I feel very sad that Matt lost his mom when he was only 13. And I feel sad that the rest of the world lost such a beautiful person. A woman full of life, laughter and love for her Lord & family. From everything I know about her, she is the epitome of the woman I long to be.

Last week, as I was talking to the Lord about missing my mother-in-law and thinking of the grief and mourning of our family, I prayed aloud," God, 10 years! We miss her so much. That's just such a long time." His whisper to me was very clear,"It hasn't seemed long for us. For Me and Debbie, it has been just a moment."

May I continue to strive to be a woman like my mother-in-law, and may I continue to grow closer to the God who knows and loves us both. In the meantime, I'll continue to long for the day when we can all spend eternity with our Abba Father--where years will pass as moments in His holy presence!

A New Tyndall!

A couple weeks ago, my dad's side of the family was mostly together (a very special treat!) outside of Wilmington, NC, for our cousin James's wedding. He's the only boy on all of his sides of the family, so we're very excited to actually be adding a Tyndall name, instead of trading it in for a Posey or Flagler, or some other name.

Welcome to the family, Bailey!
We are so glad to have you in the family!

Saturday, July 25, 2009

So Excited!

This might not seem like such a huge deal to most of you, but I'm really excited about something!
Today is my last day on an 8-week run of the 7am-4pm shift. No more waking up before 6 am!
AND I'll be able to spend more time with Matt....
And I'll be able to get more than 4-5 hours of sleep every night.
Today marked the end of our official training period. Our next step is called 'transition' where we will have classes half the day and take calls the other half. We will be in transition for 12 weeks. Eventually, I will be a certified wireless expert and like Verizon Wireless, never stop working for you! :)

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Happy One Year of Blogging!

We've now been at for one year! Happy anniversary!

I have really loved blogging and having it as an outlet to process things, but I REALLY love it because it keeps me connected to people. I feel like there's a sense of community at times when I can read about what's going on in your lives... and when we give feedback on each others' blogs.

Though I love coffee dates and walks and phone dates much more, I'm thankful for this outlet to keep in touch with you, friend!

Here's to another year...

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Yard Sales: Love 'Em or Hate 'Em?

Last weekend, most of the Tyndall girls plus some friends did a multi-family yard sale at Mom's house. We missed the deadline for advertising in the paper, but we posted it on Craigslist and put up some major signage. We had a great amount of people come through, and the yard sale brought in a total of $750. Totally worth it.

But I did find myself wondering if it was worth it during the preparation time. You know, hours of sorting through things and figuring out whtat would sell. Hours and hours of labeling and pricing the individual items. Since it was multi-family, we had everything color-coded and priced so that we could keep track of everyone's individual profits.

And while we were at it, we went ahead and sorted all the clothes by sizes, then had the rest of the yard divided up into departments: linens, household, sporting goods, photo albums, wall decor, knick-knacks, furniture, etc.

It did my heart very good to hear so many remarks on how organized our yard sale was. We even had one person say that it was the most organized yard sale they'd ever been to. They might as well have given me a giant hug!

So, the hours and hours of prep, the very late night and very early morning, and the sorting and packing up afterwards: is it all worth it?

For me--yes! It is very good for my soul to get rid of stuff. Though I don't do it often enough, it's a very cleansing process. It might be awhile, but I'm already looking forward to the next one.

What do you think? Yard sales: love 'e or hate 'em?
That means comment, people! :)