Hiatus until the fall

Hello all,

Due to many reasons, I will be taking a hiatus from blogging until the fall. I will be back in September ready and raring to go. But right now between the wedding, work, and my need for a new computer (mine is currently very dead); I will be taking a break.

Have a fabulous Spring and Summer and I will see you in the Fall!

 

Love!

The Art of Making Friends

I have a confession.

I am terrible at making friends. or keeping them for that matter.

But it’s not all my fault, I swear. I’m in my early twenties, but don’t like to stay out late or go to bars or clubs. I don’t wear the latest fashions (I much prefer to be comfortable then “on trend”). I don’t like crowds. Plus, I have very specific interests; and don’t like spending time on activities I don’t like. So needless to say, there are very few girls my age, that share my interests, that I could actually befriend.

Now a lot of what I have described above is due to my low level Asperger’s. I know I’ve never discussed it here before because it’s not a major factor in my life. I don’t like to dwell on it too much; but it is a big part of the reason I have trouble making friends. Those with Asperger’s have lower levels of social skills, don’t like being put in unknown circumstances, and can get overwhelmed by too much stimuli. I have a huge distaste for small talk, I need to know exactly what will be happening when I enter a social situation, and I do a million times better one on one then in a crowd. Have I said I hate crowds… cause I really do. 🙂

That said, I really like the idea of being a people person. I’ve always wanted to be able to go out on a Friday night to a crowded restaurant with a huge group of friends, loud music, and be…ok. I want to be the type of person that has gobs of friends and can carry on a conversation at any time with anyone (and to like it).

But as it is, I have a handful of friends; and to be honest, I’m a pretty terrible friend. I love spending time one on one with them (if it’s previously planned); but I don’t do well with spontaneity. If a friend calls up just to talk, I have to be “in the mood”. I can get drained very quickly from social interactions, and really need to be “in the right place at the right time”- if you know what I mean.

And it really feels like I am the only person who deals with this. I know it’s not true, but it feels like it.

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So I’ve taken it upon myself to figure this whole friend thing out. I want to know how to make friends and to keep them.

One of the ways I’ve thought to make friends is to join a Meetup group. Meetup is a website where you can create a club of any type and make it available to any other meetup members in your area to join. It’s actually really neat. I thought perhaps that if I join a group of people who share my interests it would give me an easy way to start a conversation and to get to know someone.

So I joined a choir. I have a very long musical background (I come from a musical family), but it’s been a long time since I have had an outlet to sing. I’m pretty excited about it. They meet March-June and Sept-Dec. I can’t wait for it to start.

I also thought about joining a book club. I am a voracious reader and thought that would be a great fit too. But I couldn’t find any book club that met at a day or time I could make; plus a lot of them read books that just didn’t interest me;  so-

I Started My Own Book Club!

I’m really nervous. So far, 7 people have joined and signed up for the meeting at the end of the month. That’s a lot of people for me. But, I figure I’ll have the discussion to focus on; so that’s something. And I was able to give the club a focus that really interested me; children’s literature. I’m excited to meet people who love reading kid’s books as much as I do… but…it’s new people. Ah scary! 🙂

Any tips?

New is frightening. Change is hard. Adjusting is difficult.

But

New is necessary. Change is not an option, and adjusting is the only way to deal with.

So cheers to new years, new opportunities, and (hopefully) new friends.

Love!

A Christmas Letter

Dear Jesus,

I just wanted to write you a note to say, “Happy Birthday!”. Congratulations on the day of your birth. Tomorrow is the day that you were born fully human while remaining fully God. And that’s a pretty big deal.

I must admit, I haven’t always understood your purpose or what exactly the result was, but I just wanted to say; on this anniversary of sorts, now I get it. I finally get it. I finally understand why you came here, in the form of a helpless baby, just to die a terrible death 30 (ish) years later.

Jesus, you know I grew up in the church, and you know I can talk the talk and walk the walk… in my sleep… with one arm tied behind my back. 🙂 but why then did I always feel so guilty?

Why did I always feel like the real me inside was screaming to get out when I was doing everything I was “supposed” to do? You know that’s why I left don’t you? You know that’s why I did everything I could to piss you off.

“Ooo look at me Jesus, I’m not going to church and I just said a cuss word!”

But I have to admit, I think I finally realized what all this is really about.

It’s not about how much biblical knowledge I have or how many Christian bumper stickers are on my car, or that I go to church every Sunday.

And it’s not about knowing all the answers and never making mistakes.

And I know it’s not about what music I listen to, what movies I watch, or that I must vote Republican for goodness sake!

No, that is not why you came all the way here from your mighty throne to be born in a stable, of a virgin, to become a carpenter’s son.

You came here to give the greatest gift this world has never understood- Grace.

Grace is not a normal human response. Grace is not how we are hardwired to think or act. Grace is a gift, freely given, that does not look at fairness or has any scale of measure. Grace looks not at what is supposed to be, what is “right”, or who should win.

Grace is not    of     us.

I was right earlier when I said we were screw ups. We are. We are major, complete, and total screw ups. You know, “to ere is human”. No one is perfect. No one has the ability to live a perfect life.

But you know, to get to heaven to live with God eternally, you have to be perfect. There is no way around that. There is no grey area, no “mostly” good. Heck, there is no “good”; only perfect, and us.

But God created us in His image. He has a soft spot for us. All throughout the Bible God shows His Grace to us; by allowing an adulterer to become a mighty king, a thief to become a prophet, a murderer to become the father of a nation. God has a reputation for taking royal screw ups and using them in huge ways. That is grace. We don’t deserve that. We don’t deserve anything. We are the ones that turned away from Him. We all are meant to suffer for our pride, our hatred, our lust. And a lot of us do. That is justice. That is right. But that is not grace. Most of us don’t know that there is freedom from that which binds us. We aren’t stuck being screw ups forever. We have a chance to be seen as we were supposed to be; perfect, and to live with our Father.

And that’s where you come in, is it not Jesus? That’s where you take your place, as the perfect human that dies the worse death; suffering, so that we don’t have to. Dying in our place. It’s not fair. It’s not right or just.

But it is grace. It is what God is best at. Our loving Father wanted to be with us so badly that He sent His son, down to Earth, to live a lowly life, and to die an excruciating death. We are not deserving of such a gift, such love.

And I finally understand. It’s not that being a Christian gives me a list of rules to follow to be good. It’s not that I have to look, sound, or act a certain way. Being a Christian merely means that you know you will never get it right, that there is nothing you can do to earn your passage out of hell, so instead you accept the offer that God laid down; grace. There is nothing to do, because it has already been done. Just acknowledge that and your mistakes will be wiped out of history; past, present, and future.

That amazes me.

It’s not like my sin magically disappears and all I want to do is sing hymns and read my Bible; not at all. But I do know that I’m never going to get it right, and that’s alright.  I’m human, a screw up but my God has saved me, through His grace, so that I may spend eternity with Him.

So thank you Jesus, thank you Mary, Joseph, shepherds, wise men, angels, and star.

and Merry Christmas.

Love,

Amy

O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of the dear Saviour’s birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining.
Till He appeared and the Soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, the night when Christ was born;
O night, O holy night, O night divine!

A few changes around here…

Hello all!

I know it’s a long time since I’ve blogged…. life has been NUTS!

But I would like to let you know that I’m back, I’m full of great new ideas, and I’m ready to roll!

You will notice a few changes around here. I’ve changed the layout and title of my blog. I am now located at http://www.lifebytheseasons.wordpress.com. I love my new layout a lot! It’s seems much simpler and easier to find what you are looking for. I changed the name of the blog for a few reasons. One, I think it sounds better, and two, it seems to sum up what my blog is all about. I focus a lot on seasonal food, crafts, activities, etc. This seemed fitting. I also consolidated my blog categories to Homemaking, Lifestyle, Nanny Files, and Yum. Homemaking will cover anything crafty, cleaning and organization, etc. Lifestyle is anything about my upcoming wedding, things I’m doing, anything going on. Nanny files is all about the kiddos, and Yum is… well food. 🙂

That’s about it! Hope you like the changes. Let me know if there is anything else I can do to make this blog more welcoming, warm, and easy to navigate.

Love!

xoxo

A Merry Welcome

I don’t know what it is about front doors- but I LOVE them. I love the fact that  they are the first impression of your house; your “inner-sanctum” so to speak, that people receive. It’s the place where we announce to the world that this house is a place of fun, family, and happiness… at least that’s what I want my front door to say. It’s been a bit sad lately. It’s been, pretty much a door; nothing more. But I was bound to change that, and am still working on it. Here is my first ever handmade wreath.

It was actually very easy. I picked up a styrofoam           wreath at my local Michaels, as well as two skeins of yarn, some ribbon, and a “bunch” of silk flowers. I picked yellow and blue for summer- but this could easily be changed for any season.

I tied the yarn onto the wreath and started wrapping. It took me about a 1/2 hour to wrap the base twice (make sure to do it twice to fill in any gaps). Then I tied on the blue, made some “x’s”; but you could just as easily do stripes, go all the way around, or anything else you may fancy!

The flowers I just cut from the stem and hot glued onto the base. I tied some ribbon on and hung it on my front door.

Voila! $10 and 45 minutes later and I finally have a front door I can be proud of. : )

Soon I’ll be working on a fall version of my yarn wreath as well some cute planters.