Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Celebrating my 26th!


Jeff tells everyone I'm 30 but I've really just celebrated my 26th birthday! Of course with everything that's happened in the past year I feel closer to 30. I've even got the white hairs to prove it...in that way I'm catching up to my husband. But he'll always be a decade older and that makes me feel eternally young!
It was a lovely birthday. I've carried on the tradition of not doing work of any kind on my birthday. Going to school on my b-day was optional as a kid and that habit spilled over into my adult life.
I woke up to Jeff bringing me breakfast in bed--he scrambled eggs, made toast and picked up a Hazelnut iced coffee from McDonalds--I know it sounds weird but it's my favorite drink! How sweet is my husband? Very.
He took the day off work to spend time with me, but I didn't realize that and booked two spa appointments instead. A European facial steamed and tightened my pores...it was heavenly. And my hour-long massage was equally wonderful. I was like a noodle when I returned home. Jeff & I enjoyed lunch together. I ate a banana split!
We also watched a movie, "Forgetting Sarah Marshall." It takes place in Hawaii so it was fun to recognize familiar scenery with Jeff since it was filmed at the Turtle Bay Hotel and I took Jeff on a tour there this winter!
Anyway, the sweetest part of my day was spending the evening with family. Mom Hopkins made a seafood extravaganza. It was the most delicious dinner I've ever enjoyed! Scallops, shrimp cocktail, and salmon--all my favorite foods! I stuffed myself on the feast. She also made two chocolate pies! So yummy...I made sure to make a wish before blowing out the candles.
Max and Laney created birthday cards and gave me little gifts. Max was so proud of his card. He said, "I made it myself. It says I love you and Happy Birthday!" Later on that night, he said, "I don't just like you. I love you. Did you see that's what I wrote in the card?" He just cracks me up.
Jeff gave me a lovely jewelry box...I can't believe I went all these years without one! Better still, he wrote me a lovely poem superimposed on a beautiful graphic. I want to frame and share it but he'd be mortified.
I also can't believe I went our entire marriage without clothes shopping! I am so proud. Jeff is so grateful. But thanks to birthday money from family I will be at the mall today, continuing my birthday celebration!
Thank you everyone for such a blessed year!

Happy Birthday, Nick!

This weekend the Hopkins clan rounded up the troops to head to Indiana to "surprise" Nick on his 30th birthday. Of course, his mind is so quick, he knew something was up and it wasn't entirely a surprise...But it was a blast nonetheless to celebrate his life and what he means to his family. Nick is as fun-loving as he is smart and witty...It was a pleasure to spend time in the lovely home he and Natalie have created for their baby, Ali.
About 15 of us (his in-laws included) met for dinner at an Italian restaurant in Indianapolis. My seafood pizza was delish...the fun of being around so much family was even better.

Nick blows out his 30 candles after a cook-out consisting of hot dogs, bratwurst, hamburgers, party potatoes and mac & cheese. Yum!
Earlier in the day while the boys golfed, the ladies took the kids to the zoo. Laney's dream of touching a shark came true!

The zoo had an amazing aquarium-like exhibit with cool shark features. Laney was in love. After watching a dolphin show, her Aunt Nat took the kids on a merry-go-round ride.

The smiles didn't last long...Poor Max sat on his lion with a dazed expression on his face as his animal stayed put while all the others rode up and down.

We each left Indiana treasuring sweet memories of moments shared with family. Mom & Jeff enjoyed the game times best...I didn't ask Dad but he probably enjoyed the golfing and smorgasbord of yummy but fatty food. Nick said it was all so special, he couldn't choose just one thing he loved best, a typical evasive male Hopkins response! I most enjoyed the conversations shared with the women of the bunch...talking to my sisters-in-law, mother-in-law, the lively ladies in my sister-in-law's family, and trying to get my two sweet baby nieces to babble!
When I married into Jeff's life, it came with lots of extras...some good, some bad. But I will enthusiastically say being included in his wonderful family is the biggest bonus of our marriage and I am so grateful.

Monday, April 28, 2008

Delaney the Evangelist

This afternoon I allowed Laney to invite a friend over for a playdate. An hour into their playtime upstairs, Laney rushed down and exclaimed to me, "I just made my friend a Christian!" [I'm omitting her name just in case she wants privacy]. Surprised, I asked, "How did this happen?" Laney said, "I told her all about the Lord and what God can do in your heart and how you can believe in Him and get to heaven. And she wants to be a Christian!" I could not stop smiling. She is so precious. I responded, "Well I think it's wonderful that you share your faith in Christ with your friends because He's the most important thing in all our lives."
Her friend wandered downstairs and said, "Well, I don't think I'm really a Christian. No one in my family is a Christian." So we had a great talk about her family and where she's from. I didn't say a word about Jesus--I just let Laney do all the talking! She said to me, "Well I tried to tell her about God during my sleepover but I don't think she took me very seriously. So I tried telling her again today and she actually listened." I asked, "What kinds of things did you tell her about?" Laney said, "Well I told her about Bible stories and I think they're really amazing and if she becomes Christian she can be with me forever in a wonderful place called heaven. If you're not Christian and you die, you're just dead in the ground. And everyone in my family is Christian so I can be with them forever."
[Tonight as I tucked Laney into bed I asked why she thought her friend accepted Christ. She said she asked her friend to repeat after her: "Dear Lord, I want you to enter my heart because I want to spend eternity with you. I want you to make me a Christian." Laney added, "I told her it was her choice and I wasn't going to force her or anything but I wanted to help her if she didn't know what to do."]
Laney made the same announcement over dinner when her father returned home from work. Jeff said, "Well, first of all, you can't make anyone a Christian--they have to accept the Lord into their hearts on their own. And only God can change people's hearts. But it's a great thing that you share. I'm proud of you. Good job!"
Just when I was thinking, "I'm so proud of the way Jeff raised these two kids to have a solid spiritual foundation..." Max piped up, "Am I a Christian?" Oh, brother.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Prairie Air Show

This weekend our family enjoyed the beautiful weather by taking the kids to the Prairie Air Show.

The Blue Angels dazzled us with their tricks but before seeing them take flight, Max and Laney wanted to tour the Fed-Ex plane. It was a pretty impressive size. Max was confused about where the people sit if there are no seats!
I was asked to write an article on flight lessons through the lens of a first-person narrative and after this weekend's experience, I just might do that!

They really loved touring a US Navy plane. It smelled like gym shoes and was warm with people crammed in like sardines. But the kids jumped from seat to seat and it didn't even phase them.

Of course no event in Peoria is complete without the city's pride and joy: Caterpillar. Practically all of our friends have ties to CAT. The kids jumped all over the tractors.
Anywho, that's a quick re-cap of the weekend. My brain is too fried to write more--Jeff's calling me to bed. We're so beat from last night because a neighborhood kid was throwing large rocks at a home on our street and instigated a fight with the residents past midnight. I heard them shouting on and off all night because I left my bedroom window open to feel the breeze. Not tonight! The fan is roaring and I'm making sure the doors are locked! Bye for now!

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Real Men Wear Tights


Nope...it's not Halloween, but Jeff and I are decked out in costume! We attended a "Mystery Dinner" at church tonight...the purpose was to meet and mingle with other church members and invite people who are new to the church to experience fun fellowshipping in a non-threatening environment.
I was assigned the character "Tinker Bell" and Jeff was given "Peter Pan." He was NOT overjoyed at the prospect of wearing tights and a feather in his cap!
Boy oh boy, it was a chore to convince Jeff to wear my friend's green running tights but he finally caved. It was good for more than a few laughs, that's for sure!
He yelled, "This is indecent!" after running down the stairs to show off his attire. I about died of laughter. He threw on a pair of boxers and a belt over the tights to cover up you-know-what!

My friend, Jada, looked fabulous as Alice in Wonderland! It was such a fun evening, a very inventive way of getting to know other people. I suggested we host more social events at church and my associate pastor exclaimed, "Great idea! Do you want to head that up?" I did my best to duck that responsibility! I've got enough on my plate!

Flowers & St. Louis


Jeff rushed into our home after work last night, holding this beautiful bouquet of flowers arranged in an equally beautiful vase. He exclaimed, "Dearhart! These are for you!" Naturally, I was touched. Jeff never brings me flowers for no reason. I'm lucky to get a potted plant. So I thought he did something wrong and was trying to make up for it by buying me flowers. He acted insulted and asked, "Can't I bring flowers to my wife whom I love so much?"
After a few minutes of gushing over how gorgeous they were, I asked Jeff where he got them. "Nowhere special," he said. Naturally I was suspicious. Finally, he broke down and said he felt bad. He took them from the station--they purchased the flowers for the Air Show that he's working at this weekend. "But I had to lobby to get them for you!" he insisted. My husband is a piece of work.
I haven't been blogging because I've been beat with house cleaning and working. So here are a couple of pictures from our trip to St. Louis. We celebrated my birthday early because we didn't have to watch the kids last weekend.

We dined in the Hill, St. Louis' Italian district. This section of town boasts many great restaurants but this was my favorite: Trattoria Marcella. We ate a stuffed artichoke for an appetizer. Dinner comprised of lobster rissotto and shrimp pasta. Yummy!
Of course Jeff was thrilled to take a tour of the Anheuser-Busch Brewery--for his second time around. It was actually quite interesting.

This is Jeff looking at the prohibition exhibit. It's quite an impressive plant and it wrapped up in the hospitality room, giving all participants two free glasses of alcohol. I stuck to the soft drinks and pretzels.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Maid in Peoria


I haven't been blogging lately because I've been cleaning. And organizing. And cleaning some more. I'd rather have the flu than clean but we're putting the house back on the market and I'm crossing my fingers that the third time is a charm!
I included this photo of the dining room because it's a room that's given me great joy in recent times. Tonight Keith and Amber came over for dinner and games. What a blast! It struck my heart for the first time, really, that deep friendships have the potential to bloom within the context of family. Of course when your blood mingles with another there's always a connection but sometimes we can take family for granted and not really make a deep personal investment. I want to make an effort to be a true friend to my family members and invite them into my heart and home.
Well, it's midnight...Jeff is dozing off...and I've got to work on an article. Bye for now!

Monday, April 14, 2008

C.O.E. Compatibility


Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery
This weekend I took a glass fusing class at the Peoria Art Guild. It was such a blast to exercise creativity with other women. I also learned something about the science of glass fusing as it relates to marriage.
Glass makers test the compatibility of their raw products before the fusing process takes place. They rate the glass according to their COE, or Coefficient of Expansion. Different types of glass expand and contract at various rates under fire. If an artist pairs one piece of glass that changes with great speed at a high temperature with another piece of glass that demands a slower melding process, this will create stress cracks and may lead to the shattering of the piece after it cools.
I find the same holds true in marriage. There's bound to be a clash if one partner is required to change at a rapid pace while the other person is not. Compatibility can be a tricky concept when it's fleshed out. In pre-marital counseling, pastors encourage couples to test their compatibility concerning their faith, personality differences, family history, cultural and socio-economic backgrounds, and educational differences. We're bound to feel differently about a variety of factors.
But I find that if two people have the same foundational values and focus on the same vision for their future, it's possible to circumvent any minor incompatibilities they'll have to learn to endure. Because when the hard times befall us and we're under fire, we'll have to cleave to those foundational principles of faith and living out our lives for the Lord, to fuse together and strengthen one another so we don't fall apart in the stress cracks.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Make-Up Fun


I just finished reading "Captivating: Unveiling the Mystery of a Woman's Soul" by Stasi Eldredge, wife of Christian author John Eldredge. Her premise is that every woman was once a little girl who dreams of being swept up in a great adventure, of being a beautiful princess.
As long as I can remember, I've always loved playing dress-up and experimenting with make-up. I was captivated by the idea of transforming into someone feminine and regal. This week while I was clearing out my closet, I collected a bunch of make-up I never use and zipped them up in a fancy make-up bag I'd never have a need for.
I planned on giving it to a church friend but when I showed it to Laney, she expressed interest in it and exclaimed, "Even tomboys like playing with make-up!" I was surprised that she was so fascinated by the lipsticks, perfume & eye shadow I put in the purse. She said she wanted to invite her neighborhood friends over to play with her new make-up kit.
We always have what she calls "girl talk" before she goes to sleep...and she asked me to put eye shadow on her. So I did and explained how it's properly applied and how to blot lipstick and mix lipstick colors if one shade is too dark and one is too light. It was pretty fun! Of course, she's way too young to be wearing make-up, but she looked like a knock-out when our make-up session was over and it's fun to play. This is why I've always wanted a girl!

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Happy Birthday Delaney!

Today we celebrated Delaney's 9th year of life! Before I tucked her in, Laney exclaimed, "I think this was my best birthday ever! There wasn't a gift I didn't like and I loved my dinner!"
Mom Hopkins researched the meaning behind the name "Delaney"...the significance being "offspring of the challenger" or "angel from heaven." She wrote in Laney's birthday card that: "Rebellion does not have to be part of your life. By putting your faith in God, instead of going your own way you can live a life that honors God and blesses others. You can be God's messenger or "angel from heaven."
Well, this earth angel got to do pretty much whatever she wanted on her special day.

She asked for hot chocolate with whipped cream and chocolate chips and that's what she got!

Her grammy also created a lovely birthday creation of a toy shark surrounded by cupcakes topped with white frosting and rainbow sprinkles...on a blue platter like the ocean and "goldfish" crackers swimming all around.

Of course her celebration was not complete without a birthday hug from her baby cousin, Brielle.

Shark was definitely the theme of this birthday. Laney got a shark poster made by her own father--didn't Jeff do a great job? She also got a shark tote bag, shark books, & a shark DVD documentary.

Her grammy and grandpa spoiled her with tons of gifts...two cool new outfits, a shark necklace, and countless books!

Of course, in the Hopkins family no celebration is complete without singing hymns! Jeff snapped this unflattering photo but it captured a moment. Laney chose to sing "Silent Night" even though we're entering spring!

Delaney is happily listening to her new MP3 player, which Mom Hopkins called the shock of the evening that Jeff would buy it for her! But she's been such a good girl this year and developing so fast into a young lady.

Monday, April 7, 2008

Boys vs. Girls

"But at the beginning of creation God 'made them male and female.'" --Mark 10:6
It's fascinating for me to observe the differences between Max and Laney. It's a (generally) enjoyable process to watch their lives unfold and witness their development as people growing into their own.

Max is especially learning to have a distinct style separate from Laney as opposed to just blindly following his big sister all the time. He loves roller blading. He always asks me to hold his hand as I'm jogging so that he can fly down the street. When he falls he doesn't even cry--he just picks himself up and wants to do it again.

Laney can be a daredevil herself but she's a lot more cautious than Max. Jeff & I took the kids hiking in the Farmdale Reservoir in East Peoria yesterday. It's a mountain biker's dream with great vertical distances and steep hills. We walked up several steps to a scenic point and Jeff challenged the kids to roll down the hill. It looked frightening. Max enthusiastically rolled all the way down...while Laney took one look at the bottom and just couldn't do it.
On the way back, Jeff walked along the staircase railing on a downhill slope. It freaked me out. Max followed suit and I told him to get down but Jeff said, "He's fine. Let him go!" Laney freaked out, too, and yelled, "You better get down from there--you could really hurt yourself!"
It's a wonder that the Lord created genders to be so distinct and meant for us to pair up (in part) to balance the other. It's good to take risks and be brave...but also to be cautious and calculate the safety factor. It's good to engage in physical play but also to nurture our feelings. I have to constantly remind myself in my marriage (especially when I don't feel understood) that men and women really are different and that's not such a bad thing. We just have to honor the way the Lord created us uniquely to understand the other person in hopes of achieving a true partnership.

Friday, April 4, 2008

GPS Guidance


"Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path." --Psalm 119:105
My parents rented a high-tech Toyota RAV4 to take them around Illinois during their stay. I was especially taken with the built-in GPS system. It offers clear-cut directions to just about any destination of your choice. Even if you decide to take a detour, it'll quickly recalculate your route to make sure you reach your destination. It's brilliant. I have to believe that's how the Lord operates, too. A friend recently commented that she feels enslaved by the choices she's made in her life. That phrase rung through my head and weighed down my heart as I said good-bye to my family this week. I made some pretty big choices in my life followed by lasting consequences...The route to my destination seemed so simple at the start but it was quickly complicated by the many twists and turns of my choosing. Of course I collected many blessings along the way but sometimes I feel a little lost in my life. It's hard for me to hear the voice of God calling me in a certain direction while I navigate a terrain that is entirely foreign to me. But I've got to hang onto the hope that the Lord hears my petitions and will keep me on course if I offer a listening ear. Jeff always reminds me that our life will be wonderful and purposeful if we seek the guidance of God. I've got to believe that's true.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Clean Sweep

There's nothing quite as sweet as enjoying the company of your parents in your home...and kicking back as they reorganize your life & kitchen cabinets, vacuum and sweep the floors, help cook meals, and do your laundry.

My mother was appalled by my lack of organization. She hopped on a stool and reorganized the spice cabinet. I thoroughly enjoyed having my parents visit with us. I wish they could stay here!

Actually, my step-father said he considered purchasing property in Peoria since I was based here...He even checked out real estate before flying here, but the cold weather and lack of scenery changed his mind, unfortunately! They're content in their Hawaii condo, which means I'll have to extend my stay on the islands to enjoy more family time.

Stepmom Rules

*I saw this article in O Magazine and it just rang so true for me, I thought I'd post it here. Women at church often inquire about the difficulties of step-parenting. I'm so lucky my step-kids are easy to love and we enjoy a wonderful relationship but it also has its share of pitfalls that traditional parenting is free of.
My step-father is very sensitive to the many thankless sacrifices my mother makes for his own two kids and is sure to compensate her on Mother's Day!

It's been said that parenting is the toughest job in the world. Wrong. It's the second toughest: Stepparenting wins hands down.
As far as hard jobs go, it's up there with air-traffic controller and crane operator. Stepmothers preside over a minefield of hidden hurts, half-concealed traditions and occasional tugs-of-war. Want the job?
Right now, approximately half of all Americans live in a stepfamily, which means that every day, millions of women are subject to the taunt -- sometimes mournful, often angry --"You're not my mother!"
I know, from hard-won experience, that a great relationship with your stepkids is possible. And if you avoid certain trapdoors like the 12 verboten phrases here, you'll not only get along, but you'll never have to ask them to pick up their socks.
1. "Go ahead, call me Mom!"

You're not their mother, and you never will be. They're conflicted enough, and pushing them to use a mom-name will only confuse them more.

Corollary: "We're going to be one big, happy family!"

You might eventually become the happiest of stepfamilies, but it won't happen overnight. Studies show the new family dynamic takes at least three years to fall into place, and the first year is the toughest.

2. "Feel free! Do whatever you want."

Almost as much as they need love, children need boundaries and are adrift without rules. Learn to say (not scream, please) the phrase, "In this house, we ...," so that time together will not be bogged down with endless negotiations.

Corollary: "Let's get down!"

No matter how close in age you are to your stepchildren, you're still a parent figure; try to be an example of mature living and not "one of the gang." This is especially true if your stepkids belong to that group of psychotics euphemistically known as teenagers. Chances are they won't think you're cool for very long.

3. "I'll get it," "I'll drive," "I'll wash it," "Forget about me," etc.

Don't let your stepkids (or their father) turn you into the creature everyone in the world resents: a martyr. Martyrs make people feel creepy and guilty, and when kids feel that way, they generally act out. You're better off being wicked.

4. "Why the long face?"

Your stepchildren are allowed to be sad -- they're in mourning. Let them grieve if and when they feel like it. Sorry, but they probably will grieve more around you, since you're the evidence that their parents are never getting back together. Don't call attention to their sorrow; remove yourself, and get Dad to be a mom at this point. Their depression will pass --they're kids.

5. "Your dad and I always ... "

Don't allude to the great times you have with their father when they're not around. They already feel left out and probably imagine the two of you tossing your heads back laughing, spending wads of money, and throwing Ring Ding wrappers on the floor. If you want to give them a positive image of a loving couple, just be a loving couple.

6. "Did your mother bring you up to do that?"

Never bad-mouth the ex -- and your husband (or partner) shouldn't either, even if the fur is still flying. Studies show that it's the ongoing conflict after divorce that hurts kids the most.

Corollary: "How could you have married such an idiot?"

Don't stand next to him when he's on the phone with his ex, making faces and sticking your finger down your throat. Fighting about the ex -- call it the 'ex hex' -- is the equivalent of having a stink bomb thrown into your marriage.

7. "Have you always done that?"

Families have traditions that are meaningful to them. So if your husband and his children insist on watching "Hogan's Heroes" reruns, putting mayo on hot dogs, collecting rubber bands, or anything else you find distasteful, just keep your mouth shut.

8. "Your room is a pigsty!"

Something's got to give, and neatness should be it. If the situation is desperate and the kids are growing subspecies in their space, get Dad to go in there and organize a cleanup. Life is messy, and it's even messier when you choose a man with children. But remember: It's better to have a man with kids than one without kids who flosses his cat's teeth.

9. "Well, my kids and I ... "

If you have kids of your own who live with you and your husband, your stepkids may feel like they're getting the fuzzy end of the lollipop. Mentioning trips, restaurants and the fun stuff you did the weekend they were with their mom feeds the illusion that your children are getting more. Be clear that there are no favorites and everything is even between both sets of kids.

10. "What's the matter, never heard of thank you?"

Don't become a stepparent expecting gratitude. (Don't become a parent expecting it, either.) While you shouldn't tolerate rudeness, choose your battles carefully. Kids generally don't have the best manners; they get preoccupied and forego social niceties. Don't be petulant; you're the grown-up.

11. "We're not made of money, you know."

Their father's primary motivation is guilt. (Come to think of it, that's his secondary one as well.) Dad is guilty, the ex is angry, the battle is on, and money is the weapon. Stay out of the fight, work out a family budget, and don't discuss finances in front of the children.

12. "It's them or me."

It will always have to be them. Your stepchildren are jealous of you. But admit it, you're jealous of them too. If you make it a battlefield, this is a battle you'll lose.

Corollary: "Wake me when it's over."

Rather than enduring the time you spend with his kids, enjoy it. They're never really going to go away, even if you stay under the radar. Intimacy may be a long time coming, but, like so many other situations in life, you've just got to put in the time. Granted, it's a complicated dynamic, but the Beatles were right: "The love you make is equal to the love you take." Or is it the other way around?