Crazy Christmas

Christmas at Big Mama's started off with presents...The annual Leggo race (which I won)....

We ate dinner, all wearing our funny Christmas hats of course...
And that is when the "dark side" took over. Justin and Jon were arguing about who was the best whistler in the family. After auditioning the most unusual version of about 5 songs, they decided to combine their powers for a duet. You Raise Me Up... (please note the Mr. Potato Head hat that my husband is wearing which is not quite as bad as the feathery Angel Hat that Jon has on)


Oh no, Justin got a hold of the Angel hat, and decided to fit the part...

It seems that when Justin and his brother get together, they get just silly.

Then we moved on to Paw Paw and Grandmama's house. Woah, at the presents. I got my coveted bathroom furniture...stop laughing. Here is a picture of Pudge showing us all his new satelite watch....it picks up signals from outer space....ok, no it doesn't, but it is a satelite watch...without the satelite part. It's HUGE!And lastly, I posted pictures from Christmas in Prattville with my parents but I forgot to mention the present they got for us...ROCKBAND! We asked for Guitar Hero World Tour but they saw band instruments and got Rockband instead...haha. We love it! And the drums are WAY easier than the Guitar Hero ones...I think my favorite are the drums. Just because everyone stinks at them so I look ultra cool when I can do them well! Note to my readers: DO NOT move the xbox360 while a disc is loading....it seems it will make a perfectly circular scratch all the way around your BRAND NEW game and ruin it...:( But we ran out and bought another...(sigh)expensive lesson learned!

I'll leave you with pictures from our annual Christmas movie with my fam, and Justin wrestling with my brother Tim.Hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas!

More Pictures!

I can hear you all chanting this as we speak..."More pictures! More pictures!" Well, I'd be much obliged:Thanksgiving. Went to Knoxville. Angie cooked...
We ate. It was delicious. Just know.
And taught Jackson the REAL way to eat whipped cream.
I showed off my mad napkin folding skills. They are above awesomeness. Just Know.

Jus and I found a "drive-through" convenient store....

Perfect on a rainy day...kind of awkward on a sunny morning. Just know.

Added some new crafts to my resume. Badge reels. Joanna ordered one million of them.

Coordinating frames were added as well.
Team earrings. Big hit.

My sister is a Georgia fan now. Just know.

I made my first doggie bed for Ellie. Prissy loved it. Had to claw it away from her. She is sad. Just know.
Lindsay's boy, Carter. The only picture I got of my 20 neices and nephews. Photographer = not me.
Justin and I keeping with the "underwear hat" wearing tradition on Christmas morning. They are new...just know.
Dad is thrilled by our amazing gift. Exhibit A: his expression.
One of the many things I made for mom...it is a pillowcase, NOT a tube dress..just know.
I got the Mother of all bruises. It hurts. Just know.

Still to come...

Movie Theater pictures

Christmas with the in-laws (including whistling duets, and angel fairy dancing)

Stay tuned.

A double portion.

Isaiah 61:7 (New International Version)
7 Instead of their shame, my people will receive a double portion, and instead of disgrace they will rejoice in their inheritance; and so they will inherit a double portion in their land, and everlasting joy will be theirs.

As we reflect on all that God has done in our lives over the past year, we look forward to an even greater level of the promises of God in the year to come!
Isaiah 61:7 promises that instead of shame and trouble, God will double the inheritance of His people and they'll be filled with everlasting joy.

This is God's promise to me: double for your trouble! A "double portion" of God's goodness, a "double portion" of His favor and wisdom on my life. That is our prayer for 2009.
It's time for me to trust God for the destiny that the enemy has tried so hard to convince me was impossible. It's time to believe God for the unimaginable. It's time to move beyond my past. I've been hurt, it's time to forgive. I've been discouraged, it's time to put on a garment of praise and experience the joy of the Lord. I've been worried and afraid, it's time to have faith like never before in the provision and purposes of God. It's time to live with confidence that God wants to give me a blessed and prosperous future in every area of my life!

The power of God's promises and His love for me is so much stronger than the pain of my past. We know this in our hearts. God wants us to use our troubles as a springboard into our future. Our troubles are what God often uses to take us to a new, higher level of living. This is what is so great about our God. He takes any trouble we have and says, "I will give you double the inheritance for your trouble." Twice the joy, twice the fulfillment, twice the impact . . . twice the life!"

We're believing for twice the life. We're asking God to open twice as many doors this year for hope to find its home in twice as many places.
With all of the challenges in the world today, what we have done in the past won't be able to take us to where God is calling us to go in the future. We need God to multiply us — He's the source of every blessing, every gift and every hope for tomorrow.

As we were getting ready for church last Sunday morning (just a few days after we found out that we lost our third baby) Justin was getting ready and singing "God is Good, All the Time". I just stopped what I was doing (in the other room) and sat there and listened. It was very sweet. Sweet for my soul. He is good...all the time. Throughout the last week, I've asked Justin to sing that song periodically...songs mean a lot to me, they are so full of expression and emotion. I cling to songs when I'm happy and when I'm sad. To hear this song come from the ONE person on this earth that I KNOW is going through the same emotions and hurts that I am...was so very sweet.


God is good
all the time
He put a song of praise
in this heart of mine
God is good
all the time
Through the darkest night,
His light will shine
God is good,
God is good
all the time

If you're walking
through the valley
And there are shadows all around
Do not fear,
He will guide you
He will keep you safe and sound
'Cause He's promised
to never leave you
Nor forsake you
and His Word is true

God is good
all the time
He put a song of praise
in this heart of mine
God is good
all the time
Through the darkest night,
His light will shine
God is good,
God is good
all the time

We were sinners -
so unworthy
Still for us He chose to die
Filled us with His
Holy Spirit
Now we can stand and testify
That His love is everlasting
And His mercies -
they will never end

God is good
all the time
He put a song of praise
in this heart of mine
God is good
all the time
Through the darkest night,
His light will shine
God is good,
God is good
all the time

Though I may not understand
all the plans you have for me
my life is in your hands
and through the eyes of faith I can clearly see...

God is good
all the time
He put a song of praise
in this heart of mine
God is good
all the time
Through the darkest night,
His light will shine
God is good,
God is good
all the time

The Pitcher Has Tipped...

Remember a while back ago when I said, “I feel like God has been filling up a pitcher of blessings for me, and just waiting for it to get good and full and then….it will tip!” Well, it certainly has!

Oh I wish I could get across my major excitement in this meager attempt at a post but I know I won’t be able to (so feel free to exaggerate the excitement you feel 100 times and then you might be close to imagining). If I haven’t mentioned it lately, my God is good. So good, even when my life is hard and we are dealing with tough things, he has proven himself to me…he is good. He has redeemed so many situations in my life just in the last month….let me explain.

Oh where to start? Okay, take my role in the church for instance. A year or two ago a group of women (and myself) decided we saw a need for a Girl’s Ministry at our church. Where girls can just be daughters of Christ without those pesky boys hanging around. I just saw so many girls finding their identity in boyfriends and appearances rather than who they were created to be in Christ. Now I see them piled up on couches every week in their PJs with no make-up, just getting real with God. It’s amazing, God has blessed our numbers and last time I checked we had over 70 girls on the role….in just one year it has grown to be such a staple in the lives of these girls…and me. I love this ministry, God has given me sooo many ideas for this ministry but, to be honest…I was the youngest one of the “founding women” and until I finally showed them what I was made of, I don’t think they took my suggestions and ideas very seriously. (They didn’t know my walk or my passion for this ministry…I’m sure some of them thought I was just a young girl wanting to have “shallow fun”). But soon I was able to gain their respect and I became the main teacher every week. I remember last year thinking, “I have so many places I want this girl’s ministry to go…but I’ll never be able to have my way.” There were so many older, wiser women than myself. But this year something strange happened. All of the “founding women” dropped out except two of us. It was crazy reasons like…they all of a sudden got extra responsibilities at work, or they had to focus more on another ministry at the church, or yadda yadda yadda. But there were only two of us left….the main director lady, and me! So we split up into two locations this year (since we had grown so large). She led the Pcola group and I led the Pace group (which you think would be smaller than Pcola…but Pace girls rock and show up in bunches!). So this year, I got to throw some of my own ideas into things…and we actually DID them. With a new group of leaders eager to try something new, we started a whole new spin on things. And it worked! Everyone loved the new face of Chosen (that’s the name of our ministry). In the middle of this, our church suddenly re-arranged some things…the youth paster moved up to college and the middle school paster moved up to the youth. I loved our old youth paster but I am VERY good friends with our new youth paster and his wife. In fact, she helps me with Chosen now and they live right down the street. She and I became close because they lost their first baby at the same time that Justin and I lost our second one…it’s an immediate bond.

So, anyway, a few months into Chosen this year, the Main Director lady came to me privately and poured out her heart. She basically said that God is pulling her in another direction, that she didn’t want to go, but she KNEW he needed her to leave Chosen. And not only that, she said he also told her that it was ME who needed to take over. It just so happens that one week earlier, Whitney (the youth pastor’s wife) and I were riding in the car and I just started spouting about how much I desired for Chosen to be MY LIFE, for me to be a stay at home mom, with a monogramming business and dedicate myself to this ministry of high school girls…how great that would be?? The Chosen Director spoke with the youth pastor and told him what God was telling her, and he immediately agreed. He said that God had confirmed it in his heart immediately…this position was for me! People….this is no small thing….I couldn’t have planned this if I tried….ME, the director…I’m so young, oh I am sooo happy. I love these girls and this ministry and AHHHHHHHHH. Thank you Jesus. So I am now the official director of the Olive Baptist Church Girl’s Ministry…Chosen.

Okay, so I have just begun so if you are tired of reading…find someone else who hasn’t been touched by the very hand of God…because I can’t KEEP from singing his praise! As if that weren’t enough, The Prissy Pink Polka Dot is doing amazingly, especially now since I have my new fancy machine! The orders are backed up as we speak

Okay Okay, so here is the juiciest part….we had a women’s night of worship (we have those quarterly at our church) and I got to speak at the last one. When Leah asked me, I knew I had to say yes…God didn’t add this to my testimony in vain, I had to use it to encourage and help others. So even though I REALLY did not want to be everyone’s sob story, and become “that poor girl” up on stage. I did it. And I tried so hard to focus on the victory God has given me through this. We took a large portion of the night to pray over the women in our church who are having trouble conceiving or with miscarriages, etc. We prayed for babies. We acknowledged that Satan has waged a war against the young godly wombs of our church, I know that he hates our babies….but I also know that my God is bigger and stronger and that if we came together to pray for mercy that he could defeat this victory that Satan was winning in our lives. That was exactly one month ago…and I have heard that 5 of these women are PREGNANT!! These are not just any ole women who got knocked up….these are women who have not been able to conceive! It’s is nothing short of a miracle…PTL! And I am one of them…yes, you read right…..we’re expecting! I have no doubt it was an answer to the prayers of so many women combined that night. One of my best friends is one of those women also….and we are at the exact some place in our pregnancy! We are going to have some much fun strolling our little babies together…I just can’t wait. So here I am, elated that this time next year I will be a stay at home mom, small business owner, and paid director of the girl’s ministry. God is good.


**I wrote this post a few days ago...and never actually published it. Now, we have just found out that we indeed just lost this baby also. I have a progesterone deficiency but it was caught too late. Maybe this will give us hope for next time...although I find hope to be fleeting at the moment. Please continue to pray for our family.

The Lord Taketh Away, but the Husband Giveth!

So, I am sure you are all on the edge of your seat waiting to hear how my monogramming machine dilema finally turned out....
Wait no longer friends...here's the story:

So I should have been in a mad panic on Wednesday when I saw the cloud of smoke and smelt the burning of my small business to the ground. But I was too sick to function, everything was kind of surreal in the moment and I ended up sleeping the rest of the day away. I eventually managed to take my machine to the ONLY place in Pcola that works on my particular kind...He informed me that he wouldn't even be able to look at it for 15 DAYS!!! Ahhh, I have orders to fill in that time period, what am I going to do? Justin got home that night and I unloaded my sadness on him...it was not a good day for me :) So he sat there for a minute and then said, "Well, I think this is God's way of telling us something." Of course, in my head I was thinking, "Crap! God blew my machine up because he does NOT want me to quit teaching next year and monogram...this must be his sign to me." Or at least that is what I knew my husband was about to say. But instead he finished his thought with, "He must think it's time for you to have the BIG DADDY machine, you know, the commercial kind."

Woah! I was not expecting that. And even if God was for it, I knew that with the economic crunch that everyone is going through....we shouldn't waste thousands of dollars on something I "want". Justin actually spent the next couple of hours convincing me to just do it...so, after calling my mom for advice (i always call her when I want to buy something...because I know she will always tell me to do it :) she brings up the crucial point that I NEED the particular item in question) I ordered it!

It will be here Tuesday, which is pretty fast but kind of stressfull because Jus and I leave Wednesday morn for Knoxville! My poor pretty machine will be sitting at home all alone for Thanksgiving :(

Anyway, it makes me think of things I am thankful for:

-My new Janome MB4

-How the room turns from black and white to color when Justin comes home from a weekend trip (you know, like in the Wizard of Oz)

-A week off of school for Turkey Day

-My mom always moving Thanksgiving to the weekend after...just for Jus and me

-Lindor Truffles from my secret pal at school

-My little doggie who is the ultimate example of unconditional love (seriously, that dog loves me...haha, I pretty much love her too)
-Being named the new director of the Girl's Ministry at Olive (I'll have to write a whole darn blog on that one...I am beyond excited)

-Jon & Kate Plus 8, CSI, The Hills, and UFC

-Guitar Hero World Tour (the complete band because I rock at all the instruments...on easy anyway)

-Chik-fil-a sauce....oh I could drink it!

Okay, I'm done now. Many more things I am thankful for...but I'm tired of typing :0)

Oh, but before I go, I must mention my favorite football teams just before rivalry week comes up(by the way, I pick favorites not necessarily on football talent, but on certain teams that hold a special place in my heart). So obviously I am a Florida State Alum so I have to root for the Noles. And I must say, they are getting back into the swing of things the last couple of games.As most of you know I was raised in the good ole state of Alabama. And you can't live...no even visit Bama without someone asking you...Who are you for?? Alabama or Auburn. Well, my family have always been hard core Auburn fans. Everyone I know graduated from Auburn and my Uncle is a season ticket holder (has been since I was born I think). So that means the only football games I went to as a young lad were the kind for the WAR EAGLES! Actually, it's sad but it's still true today, I don't go to Florida State games, but you should not be surprised if you see me at the Auburn games any time soon :)

Well, once upon a time I was born in the great state of Texas. I don't remember much about that time but I DO remember always being decked out in burnt orange gear. My all time favorite picture of me and my mom is us in our matching Longhorn gear. So, for some reason, I have a soft spot in my heart for the Longhorns. And actually, last year Justin and I were talking about how we are a house divided...I'm for Fl. State, he likes Florida, I'm an Auburn fan, he like Bama. We decided that we needed a team to root for together. I mentioned my affection for Texas and we made a pack to be Texas fans togther...I even got us some Texas gear while I was in Dallas. Little did we know they were any good...soon to be #1 after Oklahoma beat Texas Tech tonight!

This is the day the Lord hath made...

I will rejoice and be glad in it.....

I'm trying. Woke up this morning feeling horrible, my sickness was getting better. Now I literally can't speak and seem to have a fever...breathing is not the easiest at the moment either. Stayed home from work to rest and get better. Thought I'd do some embroidering while I'm just sitting here (I have tons of Christmas orders to get out of the way) and then it happened...my machine blew up...literally people, there was smoke and a foul smell. No one around here can seem to help me fix it...

Oh pray.

My definition:

So I posted the lyrics to that last song without any explanation or intro...not that it isn't powerful enough on it's own. But, I just keep listening to it over and over and every phrase speaks to MY life. Not some general "it applies" but I mean God is telling me something specific just...about me and him. So I just feel the need to interpret...to write down what each of these words mean to me. Maybe I will need to look back upon it one day, who knows?

I am not skilled to understand
what God has willed, what God has planned
I try so hard to decipher and understand why God allows certain events into my life. The most questioning is losing my two sweet babies of course. But I am reminded so gently that it is not my job to understand...I should stop trying to dream up a reason or a plan that God must be forming. It just IS. And that is enough.

I only know at his right hand
stands one who is my Savior
All I need to know is that my savior is there. All of this that goes on, is allowed by MY SAVIOR. I have Jesus standing at the right hand of God and interceding on my behalf. If he is okay with my life as it is, so am I. The story of Job shows me an inside view of how bad things happen to good people (like I'm a good person or something). And through that story I see that MY SAVIOR is so sure of me, that he knows I will stand for him under any trial or temptation...if he wasn't sure, he wouldn't let Satan attack. I am strong because I know he believes I am strong. And I KNOW he is working up the best for me. He is filling up a pitcher of blessings and it will be tipped...one day.

I take him at his word and deed
Christ died to save me this I read
How about I trust the one who has never lied?? The one who is blameless...when all are faithless he is faithful. His word says he has a plan for me, to prosper me....his word says that he is working all things togther for my good. His deeds in my life show me that he loves me, his greatest deed was dying on a stinkin' cross because of me...how bout I trust that?

And in my heart I find a need
of him to be my savior
It's not a feeling or a want...it's a need. I can't physically survive without him. And it's unexplainable how the more this yearning and needing grows the happier I am. Truly happy. No one else can save my aching soul. Nothing.

That he would leave his place on high
and come for sinful man to die
How dare I ask for more for me than my Jesus asked for himself? I am NOT entitled to good things, to blessings...I can't earn them or be "good enough". I deserve death and despair. Praise God that he released me from that destiny and now I can live in expectance of blessings...wow.

You count it strange so once did I
before I knew my savior
Oh, my second favorite verse of this song. I can imagine how strange it sounds. It sounds strange to me too, when I listen with my own ears. But when God lends me an ear to listen with...it suddenly all makes sense. Just knowing him........Knowing you Jesus, knowing you, there is no greater thing...

My Savior loves, My Savior lives
My Savior's always there for me
He loves and he lives. That's all i need to know. He loves me, and he's alive and working. As if that weren't enough, he's always there for me. In my hard times as well as my good, always there.

Yes living dying let me bring
My strength my solace from this spring
Whether I'm living abundantly or facing death, whatever phase of life I walk through. My Strength will come from the knowledge that he died for me, and my Solace will come from the knowledge that he died for me. How can two opposite feelings come from the same event. It's the only event in history like that, complete.

that he who lives to be my king
once died to be my savior
And now, my favorite verse of the whole song...how ironic it is? Just to be MY king, he died. Just to prove to my poor heart that he adores it. How special this verse makes me feel. I can't let myself forget that the God who is planning and orchestrating my life today is the same one who died for me long ago.

My God he was,
Before this time...

My God he is,
During this time...

My God he's always gonna be.
And understand me when I say, "AFTER THIS TIME..."


And with that said...
I think that ol' pitcher might be wobbling. (the pitcher of blessings I talked about above). Little droplets are starting to fall. I can feel them. The strangest events in my life are all starting to come together and make a little sense. My ultimate dream would be to run my own crafting business for a living (The Prissy Pink Polka Dot), but i wasn't sure it would generate enough customers...and now, I am packed with orders...backed up for Christmas already. I started working on this business after we lost the first baby. I tell Justin periodically that I would have NEVER started it had that baby lived (not a good trade in my opinion, but unchangeable none-the-less). I haven't had the time to advertise at all, so I am excited about what this little business could be =) The second part of my dream life would be devoting my life to Chosen, the girl's ministry we started last year at our church. It has grown so large that we have had to split into two groups now...we have about 75 high school girls on the roll (and that means they have actually come!) We are planning mother/daughter cruises and father/daughter balls...it's going to be amazing. But at this time last year I was just one of the 10ish women involved in it and couldn't imagine that I would get the chance (any time soon) to be the head of it all, nor did I have the time to do it anyway. But things are in the air and God is changing hearts. He's been preparing mine already. I would love for this ministry to be my life! As for the time issue...well, I may be having a lot more of it after this year. I haven't renewed my teaching certification (because for a good many months I thought I would be staying home with a baby by now) and my time is almost up. If I don't get it done, I might have a lot more time to devote to these too dreams of mine. But I have no doubt that it would be the hand of God at work in my life should that happen. And the third and last part to this dream would be a child of course, oh forget that, lots of children! And with all the doubts that usually swirl in my head...I'm hopeful. I can't explain it, I just feel it. I told you, the pitcher's about to tip! A teacher that works at my school (but not in my department and I don't really know her) sent me an email on Wednesday. It was like 4 pages long. Just about how God has been speaking to her. You see, last year she had a baby and right after my first miscarriage I went to her baby shower and gave her a diaper cake with all the matchy things to go along with it. She loved it to say the least. In this email that she wrote she said, well, let me just paste it...

"...before I go, I want you to know that God has a remarkable plan for your life. I knew this already, but today I saw it even more clearly. You will be a mother very soon, and I will be on the front row at your baby shower. Every morning when I go in Ross’s nursery to feed him, I stare at the cellophane arrangement you gave me at my shower. I see the monogrammed cloth and the other assorted gifts, and I pray for you. Every morning I pray that God will give you a child that will display his image in a way this world has never known. As for the gift, I cannot bring myself to open it because it is too pretty. The arrangement is right by his crib, and it’s the first thing I see each morning. When I look at it, I am reminded that it was one of the most thoughtful gifts I received. It was thoughtful because it was personal. You knew Ross’s name and each item was hand-picked by you and attached with a scripture. This is when I am reminded that God has a personal arrangement like this for you too. It is a beautiful display of all the treasures he has just for you. Each item is hand picked by him, and each item is attached with a specific scripture. It’s the trophies of all of the places he’s brought you through and a promise of all of the places he will take you. It’s neatly wrapped up, and it is branded with your name, Christi. Don’t be like me, too foolish to open it. He has not forgotten about you or your dreams. He will give you a child. He will give you everything your heart desires. Just hold on, and see his glory unfold in the most unlikely way. I promise it will be worth the journey. I don’t know you really well, but for some reason, possibly because we share the same father, I feel complete liberty to say I love you."

Okay, so there is no way I could have summed that up in as glorious a way as she did. It's not like it was the first encouraging email I've recieved but the message that was enclosed is the same message my God has been laying on my heart lately. His fingerprints are evident in my days to come...you just watch and see!

My Savior

I am not skilled to understand
What God has willed what God has planned
I only know at His right hand
Stands one who is my Savior

I take Him at His word and deed
Christ died to save me this I read
And in my heart I find a need
Of Him to be my Savior

That He would leave His place on high
And come for sinful man to die
You count it strange so once did I
Before I knew my Savior

My Savior loves
my Savior lives
My Savior's always there for me
My God He was,
my God He is,
My God He's always gonna be...

My Savior loves
my Savior lives
My Savior's always there for me
My God He was,
my God He is,
My God He's always gonna be...

Yes living dying let me bring
My strength, my solace from this spring
That He who lives to be my king
Once died to be my Savior

That He would leave His place on high
And come for sinful man to die
You count it strange so once did I
Before I knew my Savior

My Savior loves
my Savior lives
My Savior's always there for me
My God He was,
my God He is,
My God He's always gonna be...

My Birthday!

Well, I am a few days late posting but my birthday was on Monday! It was one of those perfect days...well except for the part that I had to go to work. But, it was a planning day (no students) so it was low stress =) It all started out the night before when Justin cooked breakfast for me for dinner...I don't know why buy i LOVE breakfast for dinner. And my husband cooks a mean cinnamon french toast. Then, the next morning, he cooked me breakfast for breakfast!

So I headed off to work and a number of my teacher friends got me extra "prissy" gifts... they know me too well. I met Jus for lunch at La Ha (my favorite lunch place). My sweet SGA babies made me hand made cards (because they know I'm a sap like that) and framed and matted a picture that they all signed with sweet birthday wishes...it almost made me cry. And they gave me a "money tree"...they asked me what I wanted and I said "MONEY" (half joking) so they got a REAL tree and pinned money all over it! haha, they are so cute =)

My little darling came through as always with a beautiful bouquet that was delivered to me at school:When I got home Justin had left me a handmade card....if you know my husband at all, you know he doesn't DO handmade cards...but he did and it turned out to be the best birthday gift of all. He even went to the store and bought a little scrapbooking kit and a variety of candies to make his card/note work...He then instructed me to dress up because he was taking me out...although he wouldn't tell me where to??

We ended up at the Melting Pot! My favorite fun interactive resturant! We did the whole thing...Cheese fondue appetizer, Pacific Rim entree, and Chocolate Flaming Turtle dessert =) I did learn that my husband is not patient when cooking the entree meat...he kept trying to eat it before it was done, so I went into mommy mode and had to check every bite before he ate it. As you can tell, we stuffed ourselves. Jus ended the night with my gift! He's getting me my EXPENSIVE embroidery software that I've been begging for! I know it doesn't sound too romantic but it's what I've been wanting!
It was a good day, phone calls and cards from friends and family, fun, and food =) I love birthdays =)

On to other news, The Prissy Pink Polka Dot is booming! Here are some of my latest and greatest crafts:

Justin's cousin (Kristi) just had a baby girl and is a BIG Auburn fan. I made her a diaper cake with lots of coordinating goodies. So instead of doing the traditional Orange and Blue I thought I'd mix it up a bit and make things a little girly.

For our beach family reunion I made everyone a sports bottle to keep us hydrated on those hot days...I'm not going to put all of them on here but here's the one I made for Justin's brother..he's a big Tennessee fan =)

And here is a luggage I made for Marci (she used to work with me at SouthGate in college):

One of Tara's friends in London needed some cute diaper covers for her little girl, so The Prissy Pink Polka Dot has officially gone INTERNATIONAL!

And lastly, my own fall table decor. My new obsession is glittered pumkins. I burrowed a little hole in the top of these little ones and added a tea light.

My "not so new" obsession are Cinderella pumkins, they are short and curvy like the pumkins in the fairy tales so I think they make the cutest decorations =) Don't worry, we'll be carving our regular old pumkins too!