1. I got the cravings for something lemony last week. Did a quick pinterest search and came up with this recipe for a copycat Starbucks lemon loaf. So so good. That recipe is definitely a keeper. The cake is heavy and dense, not light and springy. Just the right amount of lemon flavor. I see this coming to a church potluck sometime soon.
5. I downloaded Spotify to my phone yesterday. I need more music in my life. Now I have to figure out how it works. Any tips, anyone?
6. Speaking of apps, I want to know what your favorite apps are? I have hardly any. Phil put the Bible on for me, and I have one called Notes which is kind of a list-making app, but haven't used it.I also have instagram - check it out here. Although, if you do, you'll just see a repeat of pictures you've already seen.
Saturday, April 25, 2015
Last weekend I was hanging out with this fine looking group of ladies from my church at our church conference's spring retreat. This picture was actually taken Sunday afternoon after we'd left Newport and we stopped for lunch together at Mo's in Lincoln City. We've gone there a few times, I guess so Linda can buy us all a couple warm peach and marionberry cobblers to share. It's tradition.
In case you were wondering, I skipped the fish and chips this time, but I couldn't say no to the clam chowder.
I think there were about 175 of us all together, from churches in Oregon and Washington. The weather was beautiful and we all pretty much had ocean view rooms. The theme this year was Resting in the Journey with the theme verses coming from Matthew. "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." Matthew 11:28-29
We were blessed by four amazing ladies who spoke at the main sessions. They shared how they found rest during heartbreaking seasons of infant loss, sexual abuse, losing a spouse to cancer, and while being forced to leave a foreign country as a missionary. This was a different format for us, as we usually have one speaker that covers all the main sessions. Different was good, though. So, so good.
Our church ended up leading the worship music and providing special music a couple of times. I got to play the keyboard and listen to a whole room full of ladies harmonizing and lifting up the name of Jesus. Good stuff.
On Saturday night, we had a little game where everyone who brought a mug got to pick one from the table. The sheets inside were kind of get-to-know-you forms, so the person who got your mug will know who to pray for. I found out whose mug I got, but I wasn't able to discover who ended up with mine. However, whoever it is has already sent me an anonymous note in the mail. How cool is that? The whole premise of this mug exchange that when you use that particular mug, it's supposed to remind you to pray for that person.On Saturday afternoon, after the breakout sessions (I did card-making, journaling, and women's ministry ideas) my friend Barbara and I hopped in her car and headed south. We stopped at Seal Rock and at a couple of state parks. Have I ever mentioned how much I love the Oregon coast???
My sister-in-law, Cindy, was the chairman of retreat this year. She did a fantastic job. Then she went home and fell and broke her femur on Monday. If you think about her, say a prayer. She's had quite a bit of pain.
I'm so thankful that I had the opportunity again to go to retreat and be a part of a pretty amazing weekend. Being a part of the conference women's ministry team, I know a lot of prayer and planning went into this event and it was so neat to see that God answered our prayers and blessed a lot of ladies. I'm now praying real hard (and crossing my fingers and toes and perhaps my eyeballs) that my dear friend, Kerry Messer, will be able to join us as our speaker next year. Ghetto Girls reunion at spring retreat? Oh. Ya.
photo circa October 2013 in Vegas.
Friday, April 24, 2015
Thirteen years ago today I nervously left my Uncle Joe's house where I had spent the night and drove to the airport in Columbus to pick up this guy, Phil505, I'd met online and had been corresponding with for 9 months. We started writing in July and it was all emails and letters for the first 7 months. Then he finally called me in January. January 17th, to be exact. We pretty much knew after talking that we had to meet. So he came. He took a red-eye out of Portland. I was running late, and he was waiting for me at the top of the escalator. And we kissed. My very first kiss, I might add. Then we went out to breakfast at Bob Evan's (after we finally found my car because I didn't pay attention to which parking garage I had left it in) where we sat across the table from each other. I was all googly-eyed and I smiled a lot. He held my hand and we finally talked face to face. We spent part of our day at some Conservatory in Columbus and visited the butterfly exhibit. I was too excited to think about asking someone to take our picture. Darn it. I wish I had one. But I have this one, from that weekend.
This picture popped up in my facebook feed this morning because I had posted it last year. . . 12 years ago today. . . Another year has gone by and while he's still my internet boyfriend, he's been upgraded to husband status.
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Sunday, April 12, 2015
It seems like the ol' tulipfest gets a yearly blog post, but I can't help it. It's just too pretty not to share. I probably have hundreds of pictures of tulips, but I just keep snapping away.
This year, we stopped on our way home from the beach, so Wilson got to come along for the fun. Yes, I made my dog look through that and people probably thought I was a weirdo. I don't care.
Saturday, April 11, 2015
One of the days we were at the beach we ventured down to Depoe Bay and got some ice cream. On the drive there, we passed some signs for South Fogarty Creek State Park. It's right next to Boiler Bay, a place we've been to several times before to look for whales, but we had never been to this particular stretch of beach. So on our last day we decided not to rush home and spend a little more time at the water. You park on one side of the highway and walk under the bridge to get to the ocean side. The beach itself is not real big and it's pretty rocky, however, there were some pretty cool tide pools and the way the rocks had been carved by the water was rather interesting. It was a pretty little place tucked in between some cliffs. The sand was more like tiny pebbles than sand and it was pretty sloped which made walking in it rather tricky.
Friday, April 10, 2015
I had my friend Linda snap a couple pictures after church. Phil brought the Jesus tie back to life this year. It hasn't made an appearance in a while. So it was totally worth documenting.