Me in three

As I build my blog, I think it is important to let you know a little more about the person writing this little ole blog.  Here is me in three words:

Leader
This is the word most often used to describe me.  I am the leader of my house.  I truly believe it is my job (and my dream) to take care of the house and the kids.  Of course, my husband is my helper here, but the home is my domain.  I take my work very seriously.  Menu planning, healthy food choices, and keeping variety in my dishes has become sort of a passion of mine.  I try and find new ways to spend time with my husband and family.  I am the vacation planner and the event coordinator.  I love to plan and execute events...just ask my neighbors.  Being a leader has come in very handy when running a ministry, as well.  Cypress Calling Ministries is truly my niche when away from home.  I have enjoyed helping start a ministry from nothing and watching it grow into something that is so very much needed.   There is not much I am afraid of when it comes to running the ministry and I thoroughly enjoy the challenge of it.  I had no idea how all the choices I made when I was younger, such as student council, working at day cares, and even working in corporate America,  would help shape me as the leader I am today.

Mother
As a child, I could be found in my parent's car playing babies (no, I didn't have the keys!).  I would pretend I was on a long road trip.  I would pretend to have to stop and care for my babies.  I don't remember having a husband on these road trips- perhaps I knew that I would be married to a pilot :) I just remember loving the fact that I had to take care of my babies.  Playing princess and dressing Barbies was never my thing.  I just knew I would grow up and have a family that I would adore taking care of.  I am by no means the perfect mother.  I yell when I am stressed and when my children scream or fight I can feel my nerves getting rattled.  But, I find great joy in helping my little people become who God intended them to be.  I am forever grateful for my husband who has chosen me to be the mother of his children.  He unselfishly works hard so I can stay home and encourage our children.  He has given me my family and this is not something I take lightly.  Although I did not choose a word to define me as a wife, this most certainly would be my next choice.  Without being a wife married to a wonderfully loving and patient man, I could not live my dream of being a mother. 






Creator
Playing with paper is my creative outlet.  I love to scrapbook as most of you know.  Hence the name Mama Scrapper.  I find great joy in making every card I send to anyone.  There really is nothing more relaxing to me than figuring out how to create the perfect layout whether it be for a beloved picture for my scrapbook or for a special card for a friend.  My hobby never stresses me out, but I don't find the time or energy to do it as much as I would like.  I have recently found a new way to work with paper: quilling.  This is the old art of rolling paper.  I can incorporate this hobby into my scrapbooking and card making. 
My need to create does not stop with paper.  I also find joy in planning parties and events.  If the whole non-profit world doesn't pan out, I know I could be an event planner.  I love coming up with games, prizes, and the general itinerary of an event.   I am a people person and sometimes there is no greater joy than watching people come together and enjoy themselves over food and games.  I can't wait until my kids get older and we can be the ones to throw the parties. 



I hope these three small words which greatly describe me have helped you get to know me a little better.

Coming Back...

After years of working with Iweb and mananging the family blog through our own website,
Simpson Sightings, I have decided to come back to Blogger.  The main reason is because it's free.  Another reason is that I can blog from my phone or any other computer, where as before I have only been able to blog from my Mac.
Along with the change, I have decided to change the name as well.  Simpson Sightings was derived when we were able to travel the world looking for unique places.   And then we had a bunch kids and now we travel the streets of Houston looking for cheap meals and cheap thrills :)  So the new name is Party of 5.  Life here is like a party a lot of the time.  Many times it's great fun and sometimes is the kind of party that drags on and on and you feel like the guests have eaten too much food and just won't leave.  
So, come join us for the party.  Please become a follower so you don't miss a thing.

I love her the mostest!

Quantifying my love is not something I do, but incorrect grammar set aside, I love my sister the mostest.
The endearing term started when I attended college back in the day when people still put pens to paper and licked stamps in order to let others know they were loved or even merely a thought of,
I remember the days vividly of going to my dorm mailbox hoping for a stray care package anxiously awaiting my arrival.  Although I was the lucky recipient of quite a few of those fun little treats, I was equally excited to get a letter from my sister.   She was quite the writer and did a fantastic job of keeping me in the loop of all her happenings.  And she always signed her letters the same:

I love you the mostest. 

As I take a wonderful walk down memory lane, I am sadly reminded of why I am telling you this story.  My sister is laid up in a hospital on a holiday weekend waiting to feel better.  She is a private person and would certainly not appreciate me telling her story on my blog, so I will keep the details short.

She has had a rough year with her husband being stationed overseas and her oldest boy learning to live with Celiac disease.  While she so busily took care of everyone else, she neglected herself.  An ulcer took up residence in her belly and has caused nothing short of complete havoc.   She is now awaiting surgery to see if the doctors can undo some of what the ulcer did.

I am on my way to see her.  I hope just my presence is a mere lift to her spirits.  I enjoy my time with my sister.  If we weren't related, I would choose her as a friend.   She is a good listener, very helpful and dependable and extremely loving.  I honestly do love her the mostest right back!