OK- if you like free money...keep reading.
I went to CVS with my friend Ashley today and I bought $15 worth of items. However, with a coupon for $5 off, and the items I got gave me enough free CVS bucks (called ECBs) - I will actually make money by going to CVS. Now I have around $15 in CVS bucks that I will take back and buy other items that give me free ECBs.
It's like a a revolving cash machine if you are willing to learn how to do it. Add Sunday morning paper coupons to the mix and you've made even more money.
For example: Ashley can track her savings on the CVS web site. Since she started she has spent about $40 of her own money but had gotten $900 worth of free items. It really works.
Too see read about how to do this click the link below. I will also be glad to explain since it was great to have her walk me through it.
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Sunday, March 2, 2008
Friday, February 29, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Perfect Potential
My kids are amazing. One minute they are sliding across the floor- wrapped around my ankle- telling me how much they love me. Then the next minute they are telling me they love me to distract me from seeing whatever it is they are hiding behind their backs.
Last night Micah wanted to be involved in "Man's Poker Night" at our house. He begged to come out of his room and mingle with the men. He cried and hollered but of course it was bedtime and he needed to go to sleep.
I went in to check on him once he was off to dreamland and noticed that he had drawn with black crayon all over the carpet. WHAT...ARE YOU KIDDING??? I was so mad. How could he be so angry to do something like this?
This morning when he woke up I calmly questioned him about it and told him all the parental things I needed to say. He then looked up at me and said "I drew a tent on the floor mommy". It hit me: he wanted so badly to be with his Daddy that he drew a tent in the dark to "camp out" by the door.
Without excusing Micah's behavior: God knows He can only raise His voice and bang on the door for so long. After that I'll bet He quietly camps out waiting for us to check to see if He's still there.
Anyone know how to get crayon out of carpet ;-)
Last night Micah wanted to be involved in "Man's Poker Night" at our house. He begged to come out of his room and mingle with the men. He cried and hollered but of course it was bedtime and he needed to go to sleep.
I went in to check on him once he was off to dreamland and noticed that he had drawn with black crayon all over the carpet. WHAT...ARE YOU KIDDING??? I was so mad. How could he be so angry to do something like this?
This morning when he woke up I calmly questioned him about it and told him all the parental things I needed to say. He then looked up at me and said "I drew a tent on the floor mommy". It hit me: he wanted so badly to be with his Daddy that he drew a tent in the dark to "camp out" by the door.
Without excusing Micah's behavior: God knows He can only raise His voice and bang on the door for so long. After that I'll bet He quietly camps out waiting for us to check to see if He's still there.
Anyone know how to get crayon out of carpet ;-)
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Dreams and Discontent
Are having dreams a sign of discontentment?
All good things come from God- nothing good comes from Satan. When I am caught thinking about al the different businesses I want to open or the degrees I want to get, or the books I want to write I often get discouraged because I can't imagine how I am going to accomplish all of those things in my lifetime.
I know that my craving to create something out of nothing is from God. However, it's easy to forget that while I spend time dreaming I am not focusing on the very dreams that I had a long time ago and have now come true. I have 2 beautiful children that I spent years pondering. I have a husband who loves me and boy are we perfect for each other.
It's not that I'm not happy or that I should even stop thinking about the future. Maybe I just need to set aside some daily time for dreaming and the rest of the time I need to spend enjoying the ones that I'm living right now.
All good things come from God- nothing good comes from Satan. When I am caught thinking about al the different businesses I want to open or the degrees I want to get, or the books I want to write I often get discouraged because I can't imagine how I am going to accomplish all of those things in my lifetime.
I know that my craving to create something out of nothing is from God. However, it's easy to forget that while I spend time dreaming I am not focusing on the very dreams that I had a long time ago and have now come true. I have 2 beautiful children that I spent years pondering. I have a husband who loves me and boy are we perfect for each other.
It's not that I'm not happy or that I should even stop thinking about the future. Maybe I just need to set aside some daily time for dreaming and the rest of the time I need to spend enjoying the ones that I'm living right now.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Standing Still
On the flip side of juggling...
I've noticed that I do a lot more waiting then I used too. But what I've also noticed is that waiting helps me notice when God is moving in my life. Every time I take things into my own hands it's inevitable that I will be the one making the decisions not Him. That may be ok for some or even most situations but I want better than ok. I want what He wants- He wants better than what I want for me. Isn't that great? Isn't that amazing that God has the best ready for us?
I wish I could remember that each time I do what I want to do, I've just rejected something better behind door number 2.
I guess that's the struggle between us and God. When He wins- so do we!
I've noticed that I do a lot more waiting then I used too. But what I've also noticed is that waiting helps me notice when God is moving in my life. Every time I take things into my own hands it's inevitable that I will be the one making the decisions not Him. That may be ok for some or even most situations but I want better than ok. I want what He wants- He wants better than what I want for me. Isn't that great? Isn't that amazing that God has the best ready for us?
I wish I could remember that each time I do what I want to do, I've just rejected something better behind door number 2.
I guess that's the struggle between us and God. When He wins- so do we!
Juggling
I've always thought that juggling is an amazing talent. Just look at those 2 hands moving rhythmically and quickly enough to be doing the right things at the right times whether it was tossing or catching or even waiting ever so briefly for the next job it will do.
It does take a certain amount of talent I guess but most of all I think it requires 2 must haves: the right tools (hands) and lots of practice .
Being a Christian and a mom I am finding that the only way I will ever be able to juggle all the objects I need to toss around is if I allow God to restore my tools of patience, confidence, grace, and wisdom each day. However even with those wonderful tools and many others the only way it all seems to work together is patient practice. I can't beat myself up when I drop the ball and yell at my son or let them watch too much TV while I got housework done. I can't ignore the mistakes I make but I need to continue the next day, pick up my tools again and try not to drop the ball.
I need to remember that God is my greatest audience, coach, and cheerleader in this crazy circus.
It does take a certain amount of talent I guess but most of all I think it requires 2 must haves: the right tools (hands) and lots of practice .
Being a Christian and a mom I am finding that the only way I will ever be able to juggle all the objects I need to toss around is if I allow God to restore my tools of patience, confidence, grace, and wisdom each day. However even with those wonderful tools and many others the only way it all seems to work together is patient practice. I can't beat myself up when I drop the ball and yell at my son or let them watch too much TV while I got housework done. I can't ignore the mistakes I make but I need to continue the next day, pick up my tools again and try not to drop the ball.
I need to remember that God is my greatest audience, coach, and cheerleader in this crazy circus.
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