Return of the Nomadic Daughter

I’m going to try to keep this as short as possible b/c I hate posting long posts.
My dad used to call me his nomadic daughter because it seemed that every time I talked to him we were moving again. He hasn’t called me that in a long time b/c we’ve been in Hot Springs for 3 years (our longest anywhere). As you can tell by the title of this post, things have changed. I’ll just cut to the chase. Shawn and I decided to move to Colorado Springs, CO so he could attend Nazarene Bible College to finish his education and to knock out his ordination classes at the same time. He’s been taking some online classes and have found they are just not for him. He learns better in a classroom. Owning our first home gave us a little uncertainty as to how quickly we would be able to move. God had a plan for that…we were able to rent it to a friend from church who plans to buy it when her house sells in Little Rock. What a blessing for us and for her. We were sad to say goodbye to all of our awesome friends, but we knew we needed to follow where God was sending us. Believe me, I am no friend to “moving”. I forgot how much I hated packing and unpacking. My friends were amazing at helping us pack. When we got to CO Shawn’s cousin Robb who we found out lives 45 minutes away was here with his new wife Amy to help us unload the truck. What a relief it was to see a familiar face when we arrived. We’ve met several other students and families and have even been able to help another couple move in to the same apartment complex as ours. We went to Springs First Sunday for church. We plan on checking out a few more before deciding what church to call home for the next 3 years. We’re not used to having options as to what church to attend. The church sent us off with a love offering that covered our moving costs but we are desperately searching for jobs. The boys are happy to be here and are anticipating the snow that will come in a few short months. We are finally unpacked and had a “normal” night last night with dinner and relaxing. It was nice. I will post pictures soon of our apartment and view of Pike’s Peak which we can see outside our window. Pray for God to provide just the right jobs and for the boys to have great teachers at their new school!! Love to you all!

All Alone

I officially know it’s summer, because I’m at home for a week with the boys without Shawn. He’s speaking at the Oklahoma District Camp. I really hate to be without him, but it always gives me a chance to do those projects I’ve been putting off. I’m going to make the best of it. And now that my work schedule has changed and I’m getting off at 1:00 (I know, it’s not much of a work schedule) I thought I could work on my tan at the pool with the boys in the afternoon.
Last week was VBS at our church. It was a blast. My job was photographer. What fun! I got to play all night with a camera while everyone else took care of the hundreds of kids. It made for late nights and late dinners, but was worth it.
Besides the pool this week, my big highlight will be Friday night when I get to see Shawn come home and also I get to play softball at 9:00! I hope we do better than we did last time (loosing by one point is never fun). Another one of my joys will be packing, which is not a joy at all. Although, it is a whole lot better than unpacking which is on my list of things to do NEVER! Shawn gets home Friday…Saturday, we will meet his parents so they can take the boys on a week long adventure while we get ready to leave Monday for Gulf Shores for our “Engulfed Youth Camp”. I am praying for safety, fun, sun, and for God to fall on the youth and that they would be challenged. Then we’ll drive back to Arkansas Friday (20th) and then leave the next day to drive to Tennessee to spend a few days with the Gray Family. I am really looking forward to that time. We’ll get to hang with Shawn’s sister and her family who will be moving to Orlando very soon to a brand new ministry position. We are all excited for them and are praying for them to have a smooooooth transition.
That’s pretty much me in a nutshell lately. Love to you all!


I’m going to take a stab at posting some videos. These were all taken with my phone so the quality is pretty poor, but you get the idea.

I took this one of Ashton last night in the tub. He has his “own style” of shaving. And yes, that is a direct quote.

Here’s one of my favorite things to look at. This is Landon pigging out on some Chilie’s Baby Back Ribs. He never stops chewing!

Here’s one of the boys singing…if you can call it that. Oh, and playing instruments.

why my back hurts

Last night I felt as if I were in college again. Only this time, my crazy roommates were my two boys. It was way past their bed time and we were just finishing up baths. They had just slipped into their p.j.s and were showing off their dance moves. Landon has apparently learned a “hippo” dance from school which involves him swishing his hips around and then quickly poking out his bootie for the grand finale. Then Ashton was showing us his moves, which words can not describe. Seizure is the only word that comes close. That’s when it got interesting.

Ashton lye flat on the floor and then started wiggling around trying to do “the worm”. Then Landon tried. I was laughing so hard, I soon found myself on the floor. I flipped and flailed the way no real worm does (unless it got stepped on). I tried and tried and tried. I finally decided that my back was just not flexible enough, but did that stop me…no. I kept trying until I hurt my knee. Shawn just watched shaking his head. Then I challenged him. A smirk found it’s way to his mouth and he hit the floor and showed us his best worm moves too. I’ve decided that the Gray’s are not meant to do the worm.

It took me a couple of hours to figure out why my back was hurting this morning!!

Quick little ditty about my reunion!

A couple of weeks ago, I traveled with my family North to Lee’s Summit, MO to attend my 10 Year High School Reunion. I couldn’t belive it had been that long, but I think everyone says that right? It was a whirl-wind trip. We arrived in Lee’s Summit at 1:30 a.m. Saturday morning and left at 11:50 p.m. Saturday night.

Then, that’s right folks, we drove all night!!! Well, we had to get back for church. You would have done the same thing I’m sure. Maybe not, we’re a little crazy sometimes.

The reunion was strange to say the least. We had a good time, but it was weird to see people I hadn’t seen in that long. Most people looked the same just a little older. I got to see my best friend Alisha and her husband which was pretty cool. My other really good friends weren’t there. One lives in England and the other in Oregon.

The real fun started about 3:00 a.m. Sunday morning when I was jamming to The Cranberries Greatest Hits! I had that stereo so loud so I wouldn’t fall asleep. My boys didn’t seem to have any problems sleeping through it.

Not much more to say about that really. I probably won’t see most of those people until the next reunion. It really gave me some perspective on high school. Now, if I can only explain all of this to our teens at church who freak out if they have a bad hair day!