Eating soft foods

God, I am so sick of eating things that swallow me first.  You know things like Jello (yuck), Oatmeal (double yuck), and seriously now I can say ice cream.  I am sick of ice cream?  What is the world coming to? But five days of eating things you really don't like just because it is the only thing you CAN eat makes a girl think.

Over the last five days of hearing my stomach growl, feeling weak, and wanting only what I couldn't have -- reminded me of an article I read about Haiti in National Geographic a few years ago.  You see people in Haiti are hungry.  They are weak.  And most of the time the only thing they have to eat is clay.  It reminded me to be grateful that I had jello, oatmeal, and ice cream to eat.  That God provides what I need to help my body heal and I am grateful.  It might not always be what I think I need but only the Lord knows and is the forever provider.  

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I have attached the article so you can see a little bit of Haiti.  A beautiful country who years ago decided to face away from God. 

http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/2008/09/soil/bourne-text

A picture of the border of the Domincian Republic and Haiti.  Haiti is to the left.  Can you see the deforestation of Haiti and how it has effected the country?

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I pray for the people of Haiti and that they would see the great provider that the Lord is.

A quick car lesson in economics

Ok, I will admit it -- I am a economics dork.  I love economics.  I love the living, breathing machine that money is.  I love to see how people use it.  I love to see charts.  I love to predict. 

 I am a dork.  

                                                                                     Source: econosseur.com via Ike on Pinterest

But today I had a lesson in economics that I never learned in six semesters at college. 

We were leaving Walmart (I hate that place).  I was loading the artist, the architect, the leader and the princess in the car in a fog of needing my Advil now post wisdom teeth pain, when the artist announced, "What do you think about bras mom?".  Seriously?  Right now?  My head is throbbing, the baby is signing deep and wide, the architect is re sighting random facts about insects, the leader is trying to take his clothes off and you want to know about bras?  

                                                                                Source: flickr.com via Shelley on Pinterest

After I picked myself up off the ground, 

I asked the artist, "well, do you need a bra?" 

"Oh no mom" she replied. 

"I know the difference between a need and a want.  

I think I want a bra." she went on to say. 

"But, I really don't think I need one." as she shrugged her shoulders and smiled. While I sat there in a cold sweat, she then said, "yea, we can talk about that when I am 20 or something." 

I sat in the car and wondered what else to say when suddenly the princess began to sing again, the leader finally got his shirt off, the architect once again told how many piranhas it takes to eat a human, and the artist started to wiggle.  And just like that, my world was right and we all understood economics.  

None the Wiser

         Since Friday, my life has looked kind of like this.....

                                                                              Source: cuteoverload.com via Lynn on Pinterest

This was Saturday (except I was only going nuts - not eating them)

                                                                                Source: attackofthecute.com via Heather on Pinterest

Sunday was even better (after taking the pain meds I could swear I was swimming while sitting still)

                                                                             Source: cutestfood.com via Twyla on Pinterest

with blurs of this....

                                                              Source: circle-b-kitchen.squarespace.com via Emily on Pinterest

and occasionally this....

                                                                                   Source: thekitchn.com via Bari on Pinterest

Followed by a visit kneeling in front of this

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Would I say getting my wisdom teeth out was a good decision? Probably not. 

Would I say another lesson in humility wouldn't hurt? Probably so.

 So, maybe I may be none the wiser, getting my wisdom teeth out gave me some additional wisdom after all? 

 I will let you know when the meds wear off.