When looking through our beach photo's, I came across this one which reminded me of my favorite poem.

Footprints in the Sand

One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there was one only.

This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints, so I said to the Lord,
“You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there has only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?”

The Lord replied, “The years when you have seen only one set of footprints, my child, is when I carried you.”

Such a beautiful inspiring poem to end our week. It's not hard to see why it's a classic.

Hope you all have a blissful weekend! Happy Friday!

ferris wheels

Happy Friday!! Here's to hoping your weekend is filled with ferris wheels and cotton candy.

just beachy


Although the water was cold, that didn't stop them from enjoying the beach. Something about the waves crashing against the shore beckoning you to come play. Just thought I would post a few quick pics and also let you know that I will be having some more craftiness to share with you all coming up soon!


Last weekend we went on a mini getaway before the kids start school. Driving around town was easy peasy now that we don't have to mapquest everything ahead of time.....thanks to GPS! We can be spontaneous on the fly! One of our favorite finds was this little place in Los Gatos, CA. "Nothing bundt Cakes". Hmmm....can you guess what they sell? The little tiny ones above are called bundtinis. I want a whole dozen of them on top of a cake stand on my desk. I could eat them at my leisure all day long with a cold frosty glass of milk.

And with flavors like white chocolate raspberry and my personal velvet, it's a good thing there is some distance between us, otherwise I might end up being another "Biggest Loser" success story waiting to happen.

On our way to the beach one day, Karl stopped by and got me a personal one to go. Not wanting the littles to see, I slipped it into my beach bag while devising a way to eat it inconspicuously. Well, the pefect moment never came and after a long day at the beach, dinner, pool and spa, Karl walks in to find me in the hotel bathroom (fan on) sitting on the toilet (the lid was closed by the way), crumb covered face and all, devouring this thing entirely with my hands, which were now covered in frosting. He started laughing uncontrollably and says " boy, I wish I had a picture of you right now". Feeling like such a binger on a binge-fest who gets caught (which I am not by the way, this was my "me time" plus there were no forks) I lamely reply...."Oh.....I saved you some" as I held up the container offering up the last bite.