Leaf-turning Successes (Vol 2)

My leaf-turning, as I call my life makeover, is progressing pretty well. I have my moments of wondering why I bother, but for the most part it's going well. Here is my progress:

1. I got up with the first alarm at 6 am. This is more than a small success, it's tremendous! I am not an early riser. I never have been. The snooze alarm has been both my best friend and my biggest enemy.

2. When presented with a tricky situation with the kids, I remembered to pray to the Holy Spirit for guidance before I spoke.

3. P90X has become a regular part of my workout routine again. Getting up early in the morning to exercise and given me a great start to my day. It's nice to not have it hanging over my head all day long.

New Look

This is the new look for 3 Turkeys. I hope you like it. I'm working to make it more visually pleasing and interesting. I don't really know how to do all the cool things I've seen on other peoples blogs, but as I figure them out, you will see them here. I hope you will click "Follow" on my blog page, even if you already do in your own reader. That would be very cool.

In the meantime, have a safe Memorial day and remember to offer a prayer for those who died defending our country. God bless and keep you.

Under Construction

Don't be alarmed. Sometimes you gotta get ugly to get pretty.

Butterfinger Files

From todays Butterfinger files:

I knocked over an open bottle of white vinegar spilling it all over the stove. While cleaning up, I knocked a bottle of Worcestershire sauce off of a high shelf. It hit me in the chest before shattering on the counter top. Luckily it was "thick-style" so the shattering glass was contained. A couple hours later, I dropped the mayonnaise, had a tea-brewing accident, and knocked Andy on the head with a heavy-bottomed glass, giving him a knot. No one and nothing is safe in my hands.

When I share this information I am invariably accused of being one of two things: drunk or pregnant. Don't try to pretend you weren't thinking the same thing. Truthfully, I am neither, nor am I not a klutz. I don't fall down- although I do walk into things and frequently cut myself while chopping vegetables. I am dangerous with a knife. Mostly I'm a dropper, a Butterfingers, especially of things made of glass. This Christmas I was pulling out a Pyrex measuring cup and dropped it on the granite counter top causing it to shatter into thousands of tiny shards. Some of the shrapnel flew up into my pinky giving me a deep cut that left a scar. How normal is it that glass should be flying through the air in my house? When my mother-in-law learned of this accident all she said was, "Good thing the coffee cake was covered."

Because of my Butterfinger Syndrome, my husband has taken to serving me wine in plastic cups. It has come to that! I can't say that I blame him. I've broken at least 6 wines glasses since Christmas, including one my husband considered unbreakable. In my hands, nothing is unbreakable.

Small Successes (Vol. 1)

I'm constantly aware of my shortcomings and failures-most of them, anyway. I tend to overlook the things I do right. So I'm borrowing this idea from Faith and Family Live to help me think about the things I've done right. It's called Small Successes. Here are my small successes this week:

This week I’ve started getting up early to exercise. I never thought I could pull it off as I am not much of a morning person, but it has been wonderful to accomplish something before the kids are even awake!

I made 2 crafts this week: a wreath chalkboard with corks from wine bottles and a centerpiece for Pentecost. I got the Pentecost idea from Busy With Blessings blog

The kids' rooms continue to be in order since starting a sticker chart. Get this- the sticker IS the reward! Oh, I love my humble kids!

Prayer to be a Good Mother

Prayer to Be a Good Mother
Mary, my Mother, grant that my little children may instruct me in the ways of God. Let their innocent eyes speak to me of the spotless holiness of Jesus. Let their open smiles remind me of the great love God has for his creatures. Let their helplessness teach me the unbounded power of God. May their first feeble efforts to speak call to mind the wisdom of the Almighty. May their simple trust in me lead me to cherish a like confidence in God. May my love for God be stimulated by the deep-rooted affection my children have for me. May I in all these things grow in a greater appreciation of my holy motherhood. Mary, I trust in you to obtain this favor for me. Amen.Mother of Mothers, pray for me!