Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Madison Cater turned 8
I can't believe on Friday September 10th our sweet little Maddie Grace Cater turned 8. She is truly a miracle from God and even has a M birthmark on her ankle to prove it. I will never forget the night I was laying in the bed talking to my sister on the phone and she told me she was pregnant. She told me to keep it a secret because she wanted to tell mom and dad at a certain time. So I literally had to avoid my parents for a week or so just so I wouldn't spill the beans. Of course I told everyone else because that is just a secret that was to hard for me to hold in.
Happy Birthday Madison...We love you, Angela and Kason
Pictures from Madison birthday party at
the Play Place in Trussville
Happy Birthday Madison...We love you, Angela and Kason
Pictures from Madison birthday party at
the Play Place in Trussville
Fun Filled Summer!!!
I know it's seems like many moons ago since my last blog post and mostly due to fact that I can't blog at work anymore and because I'm now addicted to Southern Savers.com. If anyone has never checked out the website I strongly recommend it. She gives you a lot of ideas on how to save at least 1/2 on your grocery bill and also get a lot of free products. I'm a Southern Savers junky and I love it. Once you visit her website it will take you to a lot of my other favorite websites like...I Heart Publix, I Heart CVS and Totally Target. Thursday we are going to a coupon workshop and I must say I'm pretty excited. Its the small things right???
Me and Kason have had a pretty awesome summer for the most part with no major complaints. Kason just celebrated his 3rd birthday on August 21 with a Lightning McQueen Birthday Party. We have spent some time at the Country Club (aka my aunt's) eating a lot of really good food, took a trip to Panama City Beach Florida, spent the day with my sister and niece at Alabama Adventure and then took a tour of Mr. Potato Head at the McWane Center. We can't forget about the adventures in our own backyard either.
I went on a few adventures on my own and also decided to take a part time job at Winn Dixie so I could work the weekends I don't have Kason. I must say I never knew being a cashier could be so tiring. I mean standing on your feet for 9 hours straight will make your muscle very achy. I'm probably just going to work till the end of the year or maybe till our Disney trip in March.
Now to the exciting stuff....DISNEY TRIP Spring Break 2011. I am so very excited that I'm getting to take Kason to Disney next year. We are going with my sister's family and some of her church friends. Of course they are Disney World queens because they have all been a couple of hand full of times but this will be mine and Kason's first time and his first time on a plane. My sister has got everything planned out for us and has already scheduled all of our breakfast and dinners with the characters. Poor Kason ask me just about every morning if today is the day we are going to Disney.
Enjoy all the pictures :)
Me and Kason have had a pretty awesome summer for the most part with no major complaints. Kason just celebrated his 3rd birthday on August 21 with a Lightning McQueen Birthday Party. We have spent some time at the Country Club (aka my aunt's) eating a lot of really good food, took a trip to Panama City Beach Florida, spent the day with my sister and niece at Alabama Adventure and then took a tour of Mr. Potato Head at the McWane Center. We can't forget about the adventures in our own backyard either.
I went on a few adventures on my own and also decided to take a part time job at Winn Dixie so I could work the weekends I don't have Kason. I must say I never knew being a cashier could be so tiring. I mean standing on your feet for 9 hours straight will make your muscle very achy. I'm probably just going to work till the end of the year or maybe till our Disney trip in March.
Now to the exciting stuff....DISNEY TRIP Spring Break 2011. I am so very excited that I'm getting to take Kason to Disney next year. We are going with my sister's family and some of her church friends. Of course they are Disney World queens because they have all been a couple of hand full of times but this will be mine and Kason's first time and his first time on a plane. My sister has got everything planned out for us and has already scheduled all of our breakfast and dinners with the characters. Poor Kason ask me just about every morning if today is the day we are going to Disney.
Enjoy all the pictures :)
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Keep Your Fork!!!
To Good Not To Share...
There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as she was getting her things 'in order,' she contacted her Pastor and had him come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes.
She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in.
Everything was in order and the Pastor was preparing to leave when the young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her.
'There's one more thing,' she said excitedly..
'What's that?' came the Pastor's reply.
'This is very important,' the young woman continued. 'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'
The Pastor stood looking at the young woman, not knowing
Quite what to say.
That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young woman asked.
'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Pastor.
The young woman explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement. In all my years of attending socials and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, 'Keep your fork.' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming...like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie. Something wonderful, and with substance!'
So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?' Then I want you to tell them: 'Keep your fork ..the best is yet to come.'
The Pastor's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young woman good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death. But he also knew that the young woman had a better grasp of heaven than he did. She had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice her age, with twice as much experience and knowledge. She KNEW that something better was coming.
At the funeral people were walking by the young woman's casket and they saw the cloak she was wearing and the fork placed in her right hand.. Over and over, the Pastor heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.
During his message, the Pastor told the people of the conversation he had with the young woman shortly before she died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her. He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.
He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come. Friends are a very rare jewel , indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share .... Being friends with someone is not an opportunity, but a sweet responsibility.
And just remember...keep your fork!
And have a great day!
There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as she was getting her things 'in order,' she contacted her Pastor and had him come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes.
She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in.
Everything was in order and the Pastor was preparing to leave when the young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her.
'There's one more thing,' she said excitedly..
'What's that?' came the Pastor's reply.
'This is very important,' the young woman continued. 'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'
The Pastor stood looking at the young woman, not knowing
Quite what to say.
That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young woman asked.
'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Pastor.
The young woman explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement. In all my years of attending socials and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, 'Keep your fork.' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming...like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie. Something wonderful, and with substance!'
So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?' Then I want you to tell them: 'Keep your fork ..the best is yet to come.'
The Pastor's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young woman good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death. But he also knew that the young woman had a better grasp of heaven than he did. She had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice her age, with twice as much experience and knowledge. She KNEW that something better was coming.
At the funeral people were walking by the young woman's casket and they saw the cloak she was wearing and the fork placed in her right hand.. Over and over, the Pastor heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.
During his message, the Pastor told the people of the conversation he had with the young woman shortly before she died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her. He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.
He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come. Friends are a very rare jewel , indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share .... Being friends with someone is not an opportunity, but a sweet responsibility.
And just remember...keep your fork!
And have a great day!
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