American Idol Afterthoughts

American Idol. One show, for the most part, we can watch together as a family.

Last night was no exception and all 5 of us cuddled up and watched the top 10 guys. Now, before my post point.....let me say I'm a vintage 80's Paula Abdul (closet) fan. I was a "straight-up; "cold-hearted-snake" listen' teenager. Hey, I had the "tape." (What's that?) :)

After David Archuletta's stirring rendition of John Lennon's "Imagine", Paula is moved to tears. With wet tears glistening around her mouth, she tells David how that song touched her. He's good no doubt, and I hope he goes far into the competition.

There's no doubt music moves people. It moves me.

I don't know if Paula Abdul is a Christian or not, but I wonder why the song "Imagine" moves her so. The words are profound. I'll give you that. Here's what I was thinking when the last coke commerical aired. A song about a "place", where there's no war, only peace, everyone living life in peace? Who can say Heaven? Earth will not be where John Lennon's song comes true. It moves Paula though, and you & me, because it's what our heart yearns for. We want everyone to get along, no one to die, days void of anything but sunny skies. That's not life. That's not even the life Jesus told us about. He wants to give us abundant life....and sometimes....sometimes that abundance comes after a season of pain. A season of loss. A season of blah.

So, how about playing the song "I can only imagine?" That's the song with the answer to our questions. That's the song that makes us cry. That's the hope we have as Christians. As wonderful as David Archuletta sounds.....as talented as he is....I hope & pray he knows of the One who asks us to only imagine.


Marcy

My Guys

We had a great time at Perfect North yesterday. Here's a shot of Jim and Jay. (Check out who just got braces!)

Marcy

Frigid Friday

It's cold here in central Kentucky. Then again, just wait a few minutes, and we could be breakin' out in a tankini. :) Our weather is so unpredictable. 2 weeks ago we had tornadoes....then a week after that, an ice storm. Weird.

We're all ready for spring around here, but we doubt it will be as soon as we hope.

Tomorrow, we're taking the kids to a ski/snow tubing place, called "Perfect North." Yep, we've got our bibs, boots, gloves, hats, the whole shabang. At least I'll look like I know what I'm doing when I'm out on the slopes. Jim doesn't want to remember the last time we went skiiing. We were in our early 20's, in college, and I had never skied before. It took me 2 hours to get down the hill! Then, when we were on the lift headed back up, one of my ski's feel off! To this day, I don't know if anyone was hurt or not by the ski hurling from above. My only injury was the one my pride took when I "jumped" off the lift with one ski on. Ah, it wasn't the best date he and I would ever have, that's for sure. :)

Maybe I'll take a camera and post some pics. I'm sure they'll be a story to tell somewhere in the mix.

Marcy

Flashbacks

This is my 10-yr. old, Kate. This is the one that keeps me on my toes, and I feel certain will keep me "real" as long as I draw breath. :) She doesn't miss a trick I tell you. Kate can spot a fake a mile away. Did I mention she's 10?

Last night I decided to make the famous "DuPlessis Chocolate Sheetcake." It's good. Full of lots of cocoa, butter, sugar, and flour. My kids have a radar long before the smell from the oven hits them. It's a chocolate sheet cake smell gene. Their father has it also. So,they get it naturally. :)

Anyway, before I can get the icing on (homemade icing too), Kate is making her way toward me. I begin to scrape the sides of the bowl and get her a nice size bite. Here's the funny part that you'll only get if you've had kids or been around them at feeding time. As I moved the spoon toward Kate's mouth, right before she made contact, she quickly moved her head, and mouth, then went in for the kill.

I don't know how to articulate what I'm talking about. If you know, then you just know. It's the same thing a young baby will do with it's momma's breast or bottle. That baby will see the goods coming in and it's like an out of control thing. They'll start moving their heads back and forth as if that will make it get to them faster.

Well, that's what Kate did with this chocolate covered wooden spoon. I immediatly saw her 8 years previously. All of a sudden, her big-girl-ness disappeared for a minute. I have her a big hug, started laughing, and she looked at me like I was the weirdest mom. It's one of those things she won't get, will she, until she's a momma herself.

Happy Valentines Day!

Marcy

A Proud Science Fair Participant

Here's Tori looking so proud of her lima bean experiment. What I'm so proud about is that SHE did it, and not me. I mean, really, is it a kids science fair or a parents science fair? Nonetheless, whether she brings home gold or not, she's a winner in my book. :)

I don't have a picture of Kate's display board, however, it's very evident that SHE did it and not me. Honestly, I would not have named MY project "Jonas Perfumes." (She made 3 perfumes and named them after the Jonas Bros.) The scents she created are known as "Nick", "Kevin", and "Joe." Her project screamed, "I'm a 4th grade girl" from the rooftop. You know what? That's how it should be.

Marcy

Another candle on the cake!

My family surprised me with a Baskin Robbins ice cream cake today! I've celebrated all day too. My mom and my aunt took me out for breakfast.....Cracker Barrel. Yum. Nothing like that " 'Ol Timer Breakfast." :)

I've got wonderful friends and family that have either called me, emailed me, or seen me today. Too blessed.

Jim is sending me on a scrapbooker's weekend retreat next weekend. Friday thru Sunday. Woo-hoo. Now, that's a scrapper's dream. :)

He always knows just what to get me, and at the same time, he knows I'd be happy with him and a cup of joe (preferably a coffee to go along with.) :) My kids are great and I'm presently wearing a crown Tori brought home from school. She asked her teacher if she could bring it home since her mom's birthday was coming up. Is that sweet or what?

Gotta run and end this day right. Hangin' out with my family. :)

Marcy