My mom told me about this video today and I'm not sure I'd ever seen it.
My favorite part? That proud daddy of mine.

To be honest, not much has changed. Except now, I'm pretty proud of him too. :)

Therapy.

This afternoon I got home to a house full of fabric scraps that are seriously taking over,
a to-do list with not nearly enough check marks on it,
a sewing machine that's being finicky,
nursing books waiting to be read,
and not much motivation to dive into everything that needs to be done from now until bedtime.

Solution?
Backstreet Boys radio on Pandora.
I blasted it as loud as it would go and danced and sang my way to a clean house and a much happier me.
It took me back to 7th grade - and it's a little scary how many lyrics I still know.

Feeling stressed today? Unmotivated?
I think I found a temporary solution.

PS - Brian is still my favorite.

Blast from the past.

So I'll probably regret this in a few minutes, but...

I just came across this Youtube video that has me, my sister, and our friend Graham singing. Oh my. Our moms were in a group called First Call when we were little, and they asked us to sing a song at their reunion concert a few years ago. Can we say nervous?!



Let me just say singing on a stage in front of a couple thousand people is not my life calling, but it was sure a privilege to lead lots of people in worship! And it has to be one of the greatest hymns ever written.