Wow. Who’s the biggest blogging slacker in the history of bloggers? ::Raises hand:: Sorry y’all. How have I been over the last SIX MONTHS you ask? Life is great, I really can’t complain. I have been a busy little bee, working hard and finding new artistic loves. Ceramics have taken over my free time. I find myself daydreaming about my wheel. I am obsessed with glazes and mud tools. I physically miss the feel of clay under my hands during the day. What can I say? I’m addicted to this new love of mine, ceramics. Our city has a wonderful art resource for all ages and levels of expertise. One of the many classes they offer is beginning ceramics. I enrolled just after the first of the year and have been in love ever since. I had a rough start, lots of lumpy, goofy pots, but I’ve loved it from my first class. I had the privilege of taking group pottery lessons with my cousins and siblings as a small child from the legendary, D.X. Gordy. I remember being fascinated by all that is ceramics even as a small child, but like with most things in life, life just got in the way of my pursuit of it over the years. I took 12 weeks of classes in a group setting and have taken off with it. I am by no means an expert in any capacity, but I am improving and learning every day. I’m making pieces these days that are useful and beautiful and that I’m proud of. It is an incredible feeling to sip a hot cup of coffee from a mug you created from a ball of clay. It is such a rewarding passion, pottery. I purchased my very own wheel a few months back and have enjoyed practicing at home, when I can’t make it to the studio. I’ve come a long, LOOOOONG way since that first night in class in the studio and I still have SO MUCH to learn. I am excited and thankful to have stumbled into this new passion of mine.


Life outside of the studio is wonderful as well. My wonderful husband just added a HUGE deck off of the back of our house. I know we will enjoy having the added space and the entertaining opportunities more space brings. I foresee myself spending many an evening reading out under the stars on our new deck. The business is so busy. SO. BUSY. We are incredibly thankful to be busy, but it can be a bit exhausting keeping up with everything. I am a proud sister, as my “little” brother will be graduating from the police academy in just a couple of weeks. He has been one of my closest friends, my confidant & my partner in crime since infancy and I couldn’t be prouder of him. I am so excited to see what God has in store for this exciting season of his life. He’s an incredible person and I am thankful he has found something he will enjoy making a living at. My sister gave birth to her fourth little one the end of April. My newest niece is precious and a joy to know. Life is great. We’ve recently returned from visiting family on my husband’s side of the family. Our nephew on his side just turned one and is absolutely precious. We had a great few days of seeing his mom, stepdad, two sisters and their families. We are blessed with great families on both sides. All of the furry kids are well, thankfully and adorable as usual. Stay tuned for updated biographies of our little ‘furry family’. I know, I know, I always say that. I promise, I am typing it as soon as I finish here. :)

Well, I need to go switch the laundry and get ready for a brand new week. I am thankful for a new week, a new chance to get it right, make it count. Until next time, y’all.

Hagrid I should not have said that!

I warned you. I warned you of my tendency to quote/embed bits of HP in everything.

Do you have those moments where you instantly regret something you’ve said? Those absolute, “foot in mouth” moments, were you feel horrible, or ashamed, or horrible and ashamed over something you’ve said to or about someone or a situation? I know for me, those moments happen far too often and I am left completely frustrated with myself for not exercising better judgment. Words, once said can not be taken back, they can only be forgiven.  Speaking too much or jumping to conclusions about someone or a situation is a sin I struggle with daily. I try to do the right thing. I pray, asking for the wisdom to know when and what to say. I pray for the will power to resist those moments when I just want to spout off, hurling verbal daggers at someone that’s hurt me or annoyed me. I have good days and I have bad days, but I’m trying. I fall and I backslide, but I am striving.

I saw something in Hobby Lobby the other day that really spoke to my heart. It was painted on a perfectly distressed piece of wood and read, “Grace is when God gives us what we don’t deserve and Mercy is when he doesn’t”. I spend entirely too much time in Hobby Lobby and once I go, it’s hard for me to leave, but I can remember how that simple sign stopped me in my tracks. How often has God shown mercy on me and the choices that I’ve made? How often has he forgiven me for speaking harshly towards my husband? About a coworker or family members? To count the number of times he has extended grace and forgiveness to me would be impossible. Knowing this and holding this fact close to my heart, is the only thing that enables me to stop myself before I hurt someone with my poorly thought out choice of words or my snap judgments. I fail at this daily, but I’m getting better. Does anyone have any thoughts to add? Does anyone reading struggle with this problem? What techniques or methods have you instilled in your daily life to overcome the temptation to speak before thinking, before gossiping?

Proverbs 11:13 Whoever goes about slandering reveals secrets, but he who is trustworthy in spirit keeps a thing covered.

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