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Thankful Thursday

I just have to share this with you.

A group of my sweet girlfriends and I have started an email circle to share recipes, thoughts, and scripture. For some reason, Thursday seems to be the day we all find the time to sit down in front of the computer. I think it’s because it takes us Mamas so long to recover from the weekend and the tornadic (is that a word?) mess it creates in our houses and lives.

Or maybe it’s just because we like Thursday.

Or because Thursday starts with a T.

As this email circle has evolved, we’ve started calling it Thankful Thursday. Pretty catchy, huh? We’re super swanky that way.

For just 3 easy payments of $29.95, you can be super swanky too!

Not really, but I take PayPal in case you want to try it out anyway.

I’m thinking that in addition to emailing my girlies, I’ll post my Thankful Thursday stuff here too. See, I want you to be super swanky. Aren’t you glad?

Here we go-

Today I am thankful for…

easy mornings with my Little Dude.

quiet coffee time before my day begins.

a shower alone.

a hug and a kiss goodbye from my Big Dude who isn’t too old and cool to kiss his Mama just yet.

text messages from the bus stop.

“I miss you” text messages from The Mister.

my sweet fury friend who thinks she’s my shadow.

the new stove that will replace the ’76 model that burns everything I cook.

the unrushed time with a busy family doctor last week.

prayers that are answered quickly and prayers that take a while but help us grow in love and patience.

the daily reminders from my Savior that He knows me and loves me.

The scripture that’s speaking to me today is-

And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart. Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all, especially to those who are of the household of faith.

Galatians 6:9-10

My recipe for today is for homemade laundry detergent! This is not my recipe. I’m not sure who came up with it as it was passed to me from another frugal friend. Whoever thunk this peach up deserves something super awesome. It’s TheBomb.com. No lie.

Super-Duper Homemade Laundry Detergent

1- 4lb box Borax

1- 4lb box Arm & Hammer Washing Soda

1- 4lb box Arm & Hammer Baking Soda

2- small containers OxyClean (save the scoops for the detergent!)

3- bars Fels Naptha, grated

1- small container Purex Crystals (optional, used for scent only)

Combine all ingredients in a trash bag to make mixing easier. Dump detergent into a 2.5 gallon or larger bucket or container. Use 1-3 scoops per load.

This stuff is seriously amazing. Your laundry is clean and smells great for much less than the big brands. This even gets that ‘man smell’ out of The Mister’s uniforms. And because you use so little per load it lasts forever! All of the ingredients should be found on the laundry soap isle at your local WalMart and should cost around $20-25.

Let me know if you try it out and how you like it!

That’s all, folks! If you’d like to participate in Thankful Thursday, feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments. I’d love to hear what you’re thankful for today. Plus, it’ll do your heart good to be reminded of all there is to be thankful for.

Love&Hugs Lovebirds!

Ok girls. It’s time for a heart to heart.

What have you done with your eyebrows? They are over plucked, shaved and make-uped right over.

It’s time for an eyebrow revolution. Who’s with me?!

First, the eyebrows are the frame to our faces. You wouldn’t take a beautiful painting and hang it naked on the wall. You would take time and care to find the perfect frame to accentuate your painting.

Do the same with your face, girl!

Foundations coat everything like wall spackling. Even the ones that claim to be light coverage. You know I’m telling the truth! So when you’ve applied it all over your face, it’s in your eyebrows too. And for those us us with thinning brows, we have double the problem.

Here’s the solution:

Invest in some kind of brow enhancer. There are pencils, powders and liquidy stuff like mascara. Find your fancy and use it! It will make a huge impact, I promise.

Don’t believe me? Check out this photo I took this morning of one brow filled in and the other not touched.

See? Big difference. Now, I’m no beauty aficionado and I don’t know it all. If I did, I might have applied ALL of my make-up before taking a picture to be posted on the world wide web. I’m super smart like that. It’s ok. You won’t judge. Right?

Now all of you hurry and run out to your favorite drugstore and buy up all the brow junk.

*CVS, Walgreens, Walmart & Target, you can thank me later. Or, better yet, thank me now and send me a gift card.

PS- For those of you wondering, I use a super cheap brown brow pencil.

Be Brow-licious Lovebirds!

This Mama, That’s Who

Who sent their precious babylove back to school yesterday? Who dreamed all summer long about the first day of school? Who wallowed in self pity once the first day of school arrived?

This Mama, that’s who.

It’s tough watching your sweet little guy turn into a too-cool-for-school sixth grader! And starting a brand new school to boot!

Every year I force him to take a First Day of School photo. This year was certainly no exception! He’s still being a good sport which tells me that we haven’t really hit the ‘my-mom-is-SO-lame’ years.


Hambone couldn’t stand not being in front of the camera. At least when Garrett decides I’m lame, Eli will be right behind him, eager to oblige my overly enthusiastic photography skills.

Look at him! He’s growing into such a wonderful young man. And this Mama is feeling O-L-D. Its hard to digest the knowledge that we have a sixth grader. Of course, I can’t think about having a sixth grader without thinking about the short time we’ve had this super fantastic kid in our lives and how much smaller our time ‘left’ with him is.

When the day comes for his first day of college, you can bet your sweet tea that I’ll make him take a First Day photo. And I’ll enjoy every minute between now and then.

Happy 2012 School Year, Lovebirds!

Tabitha:

This afternoon while taking a much needed break from tending to 4 rowdy boys, I stumbled upon a wonderful blog entry written by Jennifer Flanders at Loving Life at Home. It’s so spectacular that I just have to reblog it for you to see. Read it and check out Jennifer’s blog. She’s one smart cookie!

Originally posted on Loving Life at Home:


Actions speak louder than words. You can say you respect your husband, but he’ll have a hard time believing that unless your behavior backs it up.

What does respectful living look like? Here are 25 ways you can communicate respect to your spouse without uttering a word. If you’ll make it your habit to do these things, the next time you tell your husband how much you respect him, he won’t have to wonder if you really mean it.

  1. Choose Joy
    It’s true: A happy wife makes a happy life. Please don’t use moodiness as an attempt to manipulate your man, but in all things rejoice, because that’s the right thing to do. (1 Thessaonians 5:16; Philippians 4:4)
  2. Honor His Wishes
    Give weight to what your husband thinks is important. Make those things a priority that matter most to him, whether it’s having dinner ready when…

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Dreams Come True

We bought a house! A real whole house!! We can have pets without hiding them and paint the walls any color we want and we can dance the cabbage patch in the front yard with excitement because WE BOUGHT A HOUSE!!

Probably our neighbors would appreciate it if we left that last thing off the list.

How exciting, right?! We closed a little more than a week ago now but I’m still totally in a state of surreality.

So I get it. I know that people buy houses every day and big whoop. Right?

But this is our first house! And what makes it so spectacularly awesome is that we did things all out of sorts from the beginning. We started a family and married very young and hopped all over the country before finally settling right back where we started. Then we had to watch our peers hit this milestone years before we ever would. All of this just made this house buying mountain seem insurmountable.

It so wasn’t. We learned that seeking God and His perfect will first is what did the trick. Who’da thunk it?! We started praying for the right house in January. We prayed that God would provide the perfect house to meet all of our needs and our wants. We prayed for a fenced or, at least, a partially fenced yard. I especially prayed for 2 bathrooms because, let’s face it, a girl in the house with 3 boys- my own bathroom is a need. We prayed for mature trees and a lamppost in the front yard. We prayed that the bedrooms would be big enough for two growing boys and that the common spaces like the living room, dining room, and kitchen would accommodate us now and still be what we needed 30 years from now. We asked God to lead us to the house we would agree on.  And most of all we prayed for God to give us what we could afford.

Our prayers were answered, y’all. All of them. Not only did we agree immediately on this house, but we got everything we prayed for. Including the lamppost. Wanna see?! I know you do! First let me say that we moved in right away with plans to update and perfect along the way so be prepared to see some update posts in the future.

You can barely see the beginning of a black pole on the far left edge of this picture, right under the tree branch- that’s the lamppost.

Big mature shade trees. Could it get any more perfect?

Driveway and backyard. That’s English Ivy surrounding the tree. Beautiful, huh? And see that plank chair? My sweet Big Mister made it for his Daddy for Father’s day this year.

Front door and foyer. That light is on the chopping block. So is the butter colored paint. But that’s another tale for another day!

Living room with built-ins. I love the track lighting idea but the fixture needs some serious updating. Every time I add something to Mister Cowboy’s honey-do list he sprouts a new gray hair so let’s just keep this one between us for now, mmm-K?

Kitchen and breakfast room. I see new drawer and door pulls in my future and some counter and backsplash sprucing.

Big beautiful dining room seeks big beautiful table. This is Mister Cowboy’s most pressing honey-do. While he crafts a big rustic masterpiece, I plan to give those chandeliers a fresh coat of white paint.

What do you think? Isn’t it gorgeous? I am so in love.

We learned at our closing that typically the title company is scrambling to pull a closing file together up to minutes before the scheduled closing. Our file was complete a full 3 days before our appointment! If that’s not God working, I don’t know what is! It was the final confirmation to us that we are exactly where we’re supposed to be.

I thought I knew the power of fervent prayer. This experience taught me that I underestimate God’s ability to work on my behalf. He totally blew me away with this one. Every single thing we prayed for, He provided for. I’m still in awe. The God of the universe cares if I have a house with a lamppost. A lamppost! If He takes care of such a trivial thing, imagine how much more He cares for us. Astonishing.

Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. -Matthew 6:33

Y’all be on the lookout for upcoming project posts!

Love & Hugs Lovebirds

Tabitha & The Misters

Welcome to She Lives on Love!

I’m Tabitha and I’m a wife, Mama, DIYer, quilter, all around crafter, and a fabulous cook. That last thing may not be completely accurate but in my mind it’s totally true. Don’t ask my kids. They’ll out me for sure.

Let me introduce you to my family and I. We’re pretty much your traditional American family. We love Jesus and each other and we’re just trying to enjoy the ride.

I found my very own Mister Cowboy 13 years ago in a Texas cow pasture. No lie. I knew I would marry him the moment I met him. At the time, I was 16 and people literally laughed. Guess we showed them! Who’s laughing now nay-sayers?! HUH?! WHO’S LAUGHING?!

Ahem. I feel better now.

Cody works outside the home while I slave away inside the home. Dramatic much? Yes. I’m southern. Nuff said.

We are like yin and yang. We balance each other out. God’s design for marriage was for two people to become one and I think the two of us make one whole person combined.

God sent us our first babylove a couple of years later and shocked our socks off. I thought I was a know-it-all smartypants until I had my first baby. I like to say that the first born is the practice child with whom you learn what not to do with the second. For example, it is not the best idea to let your infant sleep in your bed unless you want him to plant roots there and refuse to sleep peaceably anywhere else for the rest of his life. That may or may not be an exaggeration. Proceed with co-sleeping at your own risk.

Garrett is 11 and a half. For you moms out there, you understand how important the ‘and a half’ is. Ask any kid their age and you almost always get some form of a fraction. I am personally looking forward to his adult years when I can remind him to count the half years. “30? Wait, aren’t you already 30 and a half?” Bwahahahaha! (that’s my sinister laugh)

Garrett is Mister Responsible. Typical first child. He is very analytical and intelligent. He get’s it from me. Seriously. Nah, I’m just teasing. God has His hands all over that boy. I don’t think we can take very much credit for what a spectacular guy he is. Garrett LOVES fishing and marine life. For years he has been telling us he wants to be a wildlife biologist so he can do what he loves and get paid for it. See? Smart Mister right there, y’all!

Eli is our little surprise party. We spent 9 years with unexplained infertility before Mister Partytime shocked our socks off for the second time. By the time he showed up, it was like having another first child. It’s funny how the human brain trips you up by forgetting how long the nights are and choosing only to bring to your remembrance the wondrous love in your baby’s eyes.

The best way to describe to you all that is Eli is… Taz. Remember that character on Looney Toons that went around in violent circles like a tornado? Yep. That’s my Eli. He works circles around me. But, when I’m just about ready to stick a fork in my eye, he has a way of showing me that sweet little babylove on the inside. Come to think of it, maybe this is a game he enjoys… Hmm.

So, this is us! I hope you’ll keep up with what’s going on in our little slice of the world. I’m not totally sure yet what you’ll be burdened with reading this blog but I promise to be real and true to who I am. I’ll probably be just as surprised by what I post as you are!

See y’all around, lovebirds!

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