Hacked

A little FYI: My email thepreacherswife1 AT gmail DOT com has been hacked forcing me to close it down. I apologize profusely if you’ve received any crazy messages that have caused you any problems. I don’t know if a virus is attached but most of the subject lines I’ve seen say: ‘A nice website’. On the contrary, I don’t think this was very nice at all.

I know I had several unread emails on that account so if you’ve tried to contact me with no answer then please try again at my new address: lisa AT apreacherswife DOT com. I’ve tried to change that through the website but I may have missed a place or three. Please update your address books if you feel so compelled and I’ll look forward to hearing from you soon!

Have a great weekend!

Poor, Poor Penguin

Saturday we took the kids from church to Santa’s Village in Huntsville, AL.  We all had such a great time and with the exception of a smushed penguin and my Sam after a lady dashed his childhood creativity, we all returned home with a healthy dose of Christmas cheer to kick off the season.

There were scenes scattered throughout the village and they were all delightful except for this one.  If The Burger King had a north pole cousin, this guy would be him. 

Speaking of distant relatives, this is Jack, the Country Cousin to Rudolph.

This is Poor Penguin. He (she?) was unaware that my kids have an unhealthy obsession with penguins. Sam gave it a very, very enthusiastic hug.  It was not amused.

At this point the kids were asking the penguin if it would be their bff. It scratched its chin as if in deep thought. And then it ran away.

This moment made me so happy because Sam does very few child-like things anymore. He was ultra concentrated on making this ornament so I walked around inside the room to look at Christmas trees while he worked. After a bit, he came to me and told me a woman had told him to ‘hurry up and get out of the way’ so her kid could have a spot. I asked him purposefully to NOT show me who ruined his moment.

Sam posing as a local radio host. I call this one: Happier times, before the lady crushed his Christmas spirit.

The snowman. Also a victim of zealous hugging. Also not amused.

The girls with Mrs. Claus.  I didn’t let Sam anywhere near her.

Not to end the fun there, I am looking so forward to going to Georgia Jan’s church this weekend to teach at her church’s Christmas Brunch. I’ll be even more scarce than usual this week as I finish preparing for the trip. I would appreciate any prayers you could send our way. In the meantime, I’ll be praying your Christmas season is filled with lots of smiles, even more Jesus, and no angry penguins.

Much love to you all!

Chris Tomlin Winner

Thank you so much for entering to win the Chris Tomlin cd, “And If Our God Is For Us..”  Y’all know by now my method for selecting a winner is way more random than any random number generator.  I asked Sydney to choose a number from the range of entries.  She chose 18.  So, number 18 is…

JEN AT MOM OF THREE

Congratulations, Jen!  Interestingly enough, Jen and I have actually shared a hotel room in San Antonio, Texas so I’m so happy to be able to send you this cd to make up for having to put up with me there!  Sweet Jen, send me your mailing address and I’ll get this out to you in time for Christmas.

Thanks for playing!

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