Be cautious when you stop and smell the roses.

My husband is wonderful 99% of the time.  I am not allowed to blog about the 1%.  :)  One of the many reasons I love him is that he is always willing to make a quick Wal-Mart run when we are needing a few things.  He usually brings home a few extras that aren't on the list, and almost always stops by the floral area to get me a bouquet of fresh flowers.  Wouldn't trade him for anything!

This week he brought home a vibrant, cheerful bouquet filled with yellow and hot pink flowers.  They are very pretty!  He told me that he wanted something extra bright since I had been blue lately.  Sadly, my mood had been very blue, more like navy blue bordering on black.  It was a week since my surgery and I was/am VERY ready to be back to my busy self again, but so far it is not happening. 

I quickly opened my cheerful gift to get it in water and a vase.  I was assaulted by a scent as I opened the plastic wrapping.  Not a sweet flower scent, but a horrible, rank,  garbage smell.   Terrible, awful smell.  Landry immediately started complaining and asking where the stinky smell was coming from.  Keep in mind that his allergies are terrible, and he can barely smell anything - yet he could smell the flowers!  Yes, they are really that bad. 

So far, we have kept the stinky flower smell a secret from Clark.  Each morning after he leaves for work, Landry or I set them out on the back patio to get the stinkiness out of the house.  Every evening before Clark comes home,  I bring them in and set them by the kitchen window that is slightly opened to hopefully let the stench out.  I don't want Clark to think I am ungrateful, and I don't want him to stop bringing my Wal-mart beauties.  Hopefully, they will give up and wilt soon, until then they will spend their days in the fresh outdoors and their nights cozy in the house.  Maybe the Lord was trying to tell me that my attitude is not only navy blue/black but also stinky....hmmm, certainly something to think about...

Early morning rambling

Good morning.  It is 3:30 a.m.  This is a first for me.  I don't normally blog at 3:30 a.m., because sleep and I have a wonderful relationship.  However, tonight has been the most painful night since my surgery and I have not been able to sleep.  I have been walking the floors with my walker, while trying not to wake the rest of the house.  Therefore, I will post a very rambling blog.  You have been warned!

We had an unbelievably emotional roller coaster of a day.  So Clark spent a few extra minutes on our family devotions this evening.  The Word always has a way of helping us reign in our runaway thoughts.  He spoke to us about the cross, the precious blood that was poured out for my mistakes and sins.  I have such an overwhelming feeling of unworthiness when at the foot of my spiritual cross.  I pray that Calvary will always be very real to Avery, Riley, and Landry. 

Clark also took a few minutes to discuss Psalms 133:1 "Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity!"  It is ALWAYS appropriate to discuss this scripture many times a day to the three Presson brethren!  Heehee!  They seem to often need a good dose of unity!

We are looking forward to Spring Break.  I am praying that I am able to do at least one fun thing with the boys while we are out of school for the week.  They have been so patient with me during the long weeks of this back trouble, and certainly deserve something fun and exciting.  Speaking of Spring, I was checking over some of Landry's recent school work.  The directions told him to write two sentences describing the season of spring.  He wrote in his beautiful penmanship..."Spring is wonderful.  God made the trees, and they make me sneeze."  LOL!  He has certainly been sneezing!  His allergies have kept him very miserable. 

Landry has a neighbor friend that he has daily Star Wars battles with in the back yard.  Recently, Zach came inside to play, and was impressed by one of Landry's favorite toys.  In fact, he loved it so much that he playfully mentioned stealing it.  "Literal Landry" responded with, "Dude! Have you ever heard of the 10 Commandments?  Because no stealing is one of them!"  I noticed the particular toy was safely hidden under the bed the next time Zach came to play. 

He recently lost another tooth.  He worked on it several days and did not want any help getting it out.  Once it was pulled and safely in a Ziploc bag, he told me he felt he deserved an extra dollar from the "tooth fairy" for doing all of the work on his own.  I think Clark's next devotions need to cover the love of money! 

Easter blessings to all of you!  I am looking forward to celebrating the wondrous miracle of the resurrection!