Yes, you read that correctly. My 2-yr old and I were in the world's tiniest bathroom stall when I fumbled my iPhone and dropped it into the PUBLIC toilet...GROSS! To boot, it was after we had done our business.... EVEN GROSSER!!!!
So not only did I have to stick my hand in the nasty toilet bowl to rescue my little iPeePhone, but I had to fidget with it as I attempted iPhone-CPR. And you can't wash, rinse or sanitize it (though 1 chic suggested I put some Clorox on it...hello???). So I guess I'm thankful that nobody will EVER want to use my iPhone, though it still remains that I have to.
I salvaged most of it, just one injury: the on/off button doesn't work anymore. So I have an iPhone that will never shut off. So what's my point? Are you wondering how can I possibly spin this into some leadHership principle? Wanna bet a new iPhone that I can?  Our things: our cars, our jewels, investments & toys - they aren't bad. God's richly blessed us with a democracy & economy to have them. I just have one piece of advice: Hold your things in open palms....not clenched fists. When we do, it communicates a powerful thing: "God, these are yours to take; not mine to keep."

My lungs are acting up again. Thankfully, after 25 years of dealing w/ them, I can tell this time isn't serious. Just annoying cause as soon as I bring it up in the toilet (too big to just use a tissue) my bronchi fill up again & I'm back at the toilet. AGH! So today I wasn't in the mood for difficult people & I just wanted to accomplish the mandatory and go home. I went to our impt. mtg. at Panera Bread. [Sidenote: we were probably Panera's biggest client today as our bill included snacks, beverages and lunch for 10 people over a span of 4 hours!] Mid-meeting, a Panera Bread associate came to our section to clear our trays. It was then that pitiful-hacking me asked the assoc. if he could refill my coffee. In front of everyone, he informed me that they don't do that and that I could help myself to the coffee. Whatever. A little later, I walked up to their cashier counter and asked (ironically) the same associate if he could please give me a cup of water. He informed me that I could help myself to water at their soda station. Maybe this guy was a punk. Maybe I'm just sick and being a baby. Maybe you could help me decipher.

It was my first year in college, and I had become indifferent and careless about eating and exercise. Consequently, I went from a size 10 to a size 14/16. That year was as a rude awakening with my weight, since then, I've stayed awake to it. Some thoughts:
1. I pray alot that God give me the discipline to eat right, to help my family eat right, and to exercise. I pray because my body is God's house, so I need God to be the master of it.
2. I don't keep crap in our house. If junk food isn't in our house, it can't be in our mouths.
3. I do some kind of exercise everyday. I'm in a tough season right now. I have two boys who get up at 6:15am and require my attention til 8pm. So 2 hours of daily exercise just ain't happenin' - but even if its just 15 min. of yoga, it's something. And God knows my heart...and this season.
4. I do keep a scale in my bathroom. Because I do have the propensity to gain weight, I want to be responsible and proactive with my weight. I have a range and I want to stay in it.
5. Desserts are a huge weakness for me. Lately, I've been trying to stay away from them completely. Substitutes that seem to be working are: chewing gum, drinking something hot, and not keeping them in the house.
6. Lately, I've felt convicted about never eating breakfast, that nudge set in when DJ asked me why he has to eat breakfast, but I don't. So as much as it makes me gag, I'm really trying to start my day with breakfast.

Well, those are my thoughts. I'm not an expert on this stuff, but if you are, send some expertise this way!

My blog is www.leadHership.net.
It is bits-o-encouragement for women to use their leadership, from wherever they are, for whatever God wants.
I hope to meet you at leadHership someday. 
Grateful,
Heat(Her) from Lead(Her)ship

I know Mom's Day has come and gone, but today, my little Andy-man came home with this piece of paper that I've just got to share. It was a fill-in, here are his answers and my post-commentary in ( ).

My mom is 10 years old. (I have no problem with this answer!)
My mom likes to make carrots and mac-n-cheese. (Ok, but I do know how to make other things in the microwave too you know)
My mom always says, "NO POTTY WORDS!" (not true! I swear I say other things to my kids)
My mom is funny when she says, "Ahhhh" and falls on the floor. (Thank you, Andy, for selling me out to your entire class...)
My mom's favorite food is spicy food.
My mom weighs 5 pounds. (I have no problem with this answer either)
Mommy's favorite thing to do is watch TV. (pray? read the bible? these would have been nice answers here...)
My mom smells like suntan lotion. (its called sunLESS tanning lotion...gheesh)
Mommy's name is Heather. (glad he didn't say another woman's name!!)

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New to moms  blog. I have no idea how I ended up here. I keep landing on things in this site that r cool, just can't figure out how i got 2 them.   
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New to momsblog. feeling quite silly as i try to navigate my way around this site. well, here I am....but I have no idea how I got here. hope I can become a pro at this soon!  www.leadHership.net