I am using this...
 and this.
 Admiring these...
 ...and eating these.
Doing a little of this. 

And making THESE.
And more coffee. 

I am praying for all the women contributing to "What I wish". 
And just enjoying each and every blessing that has come my way. 


what i wish. num 2.

Welcome to "What I wish I could tell you" anonymous platform for bloggers to share what they don't feel free to share on their own blogs.  If you have a story/thought/ache/hurt/feeling/secret/prayer request you want to get out, feel free to email me at ricracandpompoms @  You will remain anonymous to all but me unless you choose otherwise. 
I have several in the series lined up ready to go...what is amazing to me is how I can relate to so many, including today's, and at the end of the day, I really believe that the simple act of knowing you are not alone can go a long way to healing in itself. 

The author of this entry has chosen to stay anonymous.  Say hello to anon #2: 


You have no idea how close you are coming to becoming our father.  You treat your beautiful wife horribly, expecting her to do everything for you despite her being in a wheelchair.  Your daughter doesn't know the true love of a good, healthy father/daughter relationship.  If you continue to go down this route, you WILL lose your family and die sad and alone like he did.  There is nothing in this world more important than the relationships you have with your wife & child, don't continue the cycle & ruin this.  Swallow your pride, seek out help, accept that while you may be his son that you DON'T have to become him.

Want a turn to share?  Email me at ricracandpompoms @ 
Feel free to comment and encourage or just relate and assure.

what i wish. num 1.

Welcome to the first installment of "What I wish I could tell you" anonymous platform for bloggers to share what they don't feel free to share on their own blogs.  If you have a story/thought/ache/hurt/feeling/secret/prayer request you want to get out, feel free to email me at ricracandpompoms @  You will remain anonymous to all but me unless you choose otherwise.

The author of this entry has chosen to stay anonymous.  Say hello to anon #1: 


What I wish I could tell that the biggest source of pain in my life is that my entire family has nothing to do with me and my children.  My biggest source of grief is when I hear about a friends mother coming to pick her children up for the weekend so that she and her husband can reconnect.  
I am SO jealous.  I never have help like that.

  The biggest ache in my heart is not having my family love my children like they should...people who want to help and be there...who would put themselves aside, if only for a visit.  My biggest hurt is missing what others have...a happy healthy family(outside of our own family unit) with childcare...having parents/grandparents/aunts/uncles/etc.  I can't talk about this openly on my own blog because I know they read...but not because they are interested in seeing how we are doing...nope, just to gather fuel for their fire of why they have nothing to do with us.  To justify their actions.  So I never mention them because there is nothing to mention.     

My kids have no idea who my parents are.  Anytime we come across a photo of them here or there no light bulb goes off in my kids minds about who they are.  None of my family has made any sort of effort to get to know my kids or be part of their life.  Most of them have never seen my kids in person. And they live right down the road.  The reason? Because it's not on their terms.  Because we have chosen to live a lifestyle that is free from (voluntary) drama and (voluntary) pain and (voluntary) strife.  Because we choose to not participate with their unhealthy choices.   

The only time they reach out to us is to hurt us with their actions.  
To try to drag us down and "get us".

And while it makes me weary at the end I know it is best.   And to day it doesn't bother me.  Because I am happier and healthier and closer to God than ever.  And I am praying for the Lord to get to them and have His way. 

The only time it really gets to me is when I want a break from my kids and wish I had family to call for help.  And even that I am praying for God to free me from.  To you that may sound me it's the Peace that passes all understanding when you have made the right decision.     


Want a turn to share?  Email me at ricracandpompoms @ 
Feel free to comment and encourage or just relate and assure.

what i wish...

Just wanted to share that I have had a GREAT response to the idea of doing a "What I wish I could tell you" it's a go.  I can't wait to share and start healing for whomever chooses to open up. 
I am already praying that this series will be a healing start to all who participate or read...that sharing and relating can point us in the direction we need to go...that it can open doors and heal hurts and help us to start fresh where need be.  

In case you need some inspiration or clarification about the topics I am talking about you can visit Rocks in My Dryer.  She does a terrific series called "What I'd like for you to know". The only difference is that she does it openly...and I am choosing to offer the safety of anonymity.  And topics are in no way limited...this a real blog...chock full of real life.  My hope being...the author can get it all out there...still get feedback from bloggers/readers all over and get on with the healing!  Of course if you would like your identity disclosed you can do that too.

So if you are heavy with something you need to share...then pray about it...and email me if it's right for you.  (ricracandpompoms @  And know that I will be praying over each and every hurt...



Oh my...I am bubbly at the moment...sometimes an idea just hits me and I KNOW that I know that I am supposed to do it...and I really feel like this is one of those ideas.

I've mentioned before that I love words.  That's kind of an understatement...I really LOVE communication.  Simple, pure communication.  My favorite people on this Earth are those that I can communicate freely with...good and bad...and they love me enough to see me through it.  They communicate back and we go back and forth and share and ponder until we get to the place that is right with our words.  I firmly believe that communication could save the world.  I have seen firsthand how communication can save relationships.  There have been conversations that moments beforehand have literally had me shaking having anxiety attacks...but the fruit of HAVING those conversations has been more than I could have ever hoped for.   

On the other biggest pet peeve is the LACK of communication.  It makes me crazy to hear people saying things to everyone but the ONE person they should or when they don't ever communicate anything.  It's not that I need to know everything or that everyone should...its that you only know YOU and what you are thinking.  You can only ASSUME what another is thinking or feeling.  And it works the other way too.  As much as we would love it...people don't know what you are thinking or feeling or how your experiences have affected you unless you TELL them.  

Now with all of that being said...I realize that there needs to be safety in a conversation.  You have to feel like you can be vulnerable without being attacked.  I know that most likely you, like me, have some things you just can't talk about on your blog because of who reads it.  Even if you do want to talk about just don't know how.  Well I hope I have figured out how...or at least one avenue. 

I am praying and starting a new series that I think I will call "What I wish I could tell you".  Now I have seen other blogs do similar things...but never anonymously.  Usually they link back to the blog and author and that is all well and good.  But maybe that doesn't work for your story.  Maybe you are not ready to sign your name to your story and maybe this route will help you get there...maybe knowing you have to sign your name to it keeps you from pouring your story out.  That doesn't mean you shouldn't communicate it.      

Basically it will work like have a story you want to write it out and get it just email it to me...and I post it here for the series.  I will be the only one who knows who you are and as God as my witness your story is safe with me.  No names will be published.  I want to provide you with a place you can share safely.  

About anything you wish you could tell someone but can't.  

What would you tell someone if you could? Would you talk about how surviving (alcoholism, rape, abortion, abuse, etc)has formed who you are?  Do you want to talk about you never felt love growing up?  Do you want to share your feelings about your fears, your hopes, your dreams?  Do you want to talk about your regrets in life? 

Maybe seeing you here will give you the strength to share in real life.  Maybe it will help you to move on.  Maybe you will forward that someone a link to your article.  I don't know but I do know that getting it out there DOES help. 

Does that make sense to you?  Does it sound as good as I hope it does?  Do you have a story you wish you could tell? Even if your story isn't written yet can you email (ricracandpompoms at let me know you want to participate? I would love for this to be a launching point for good in your life and mine...who knows the limits of getting it all out there...who knows the healing that can happen unless you start somewhere...even if you're shaking at the thought...

What do you think?

got ideas?

These are just some cute photos that I took last weekend...I thought the grandparents would enjoy seeing them. :) 

I'm having a bit of a bloggy dry this is where I turn to you?  Got any questions? Any topics you are dying to know my opinion on?  Any crafts you want to see conquered?  Leave me a comment, please. :) 
Also...I want to get some great 20 minute Crafters going in time for Christmas and need some help from all you lovely crafters out there.  If you have a simple and wonderful craft that takes (approx) 20 minutes then shoot me an email. :) 

Annnnd finally...I am thinking about my favorite things giveaways this year. got a great shop and you would like to consider participating then send me an email or leave a comment. :)

Thanks much!

julia project num. 8

 I'm a bit embarrassed at how long it has taken me to get the next Julia project done...summer really just slipped by a little too fast for me...and here we are around the corner from November...and I am on number 8...but if you have been following you will notice that I never put a time frame on this project...and that is for good reason...I know me. :)  
This project is for Casey...who sent me the yard and requested the "Flouncy Bag". 
The pattern was easy enough...except that one of the pieces called for an oval that was 4 by 10in...and didn't give you a template or pattern...which I thought was odd...and annoying.  But the rest of the bag came together easily...and I think the result is cute!

I hope you like it Casey! 

You can see the rest of the Julia projects HERE.

a homecoming prequel?

 We went home this last get family photos taken, see friends and family and to be there for Virginia Tech's homecoming...while there we took the boys to Radford so they could see the campus where mommy went to college.  Above, the boys are sitting on the steps of the library.
 And here they are checking out the (dry) fountain.  It was SO fun to see my boys running around on the campus that I have adored for so long. :) Even if Moses kept asking "When are we going to Blacksburg?"
 My sister in law is a chiropractor at one of the main offices in Blacksburg and her company had a float in the homecoming parade.  All of the nieces and nephews got to don all of their (and some borrowed) Hokie gear and ride on the float!
 My cute son and niece!
 Moses practiced his "job" for days before the know waving to the crowd and yelling "GO HOKIES!!"
 Aaron had no idea what was going on...but he was ok to go with the flow.
 The boys waiting for the parade to start.
 Cutest Hokies ever!
 Fun with this photo!

 Moses took his job very seriously and did indeed yell "Go HOKIES!" at everyone who looked at him...all the while waving to his fans.   Moses was adorable and I couldn't get over how great he did and how cute he was doing it!
Aaron got a nice view from the top of the truck...
And did his fair share of waving, too. 

It was a great weekend...full and long and good, all at the same time.  Moses cried when we had to say goodbye...saying over and over "I don't want to leave Blacksburg!"...and all I could think was "Me either!"...praying that this homecoming was a prequel to our real homecoming!


moses' room.

 A few of you asked about Moses' room a couple of posts I thought I would take the opportunity to document it...
 He has the brightest room in the house...and has the only room that we have not painted since we moved in...
 all we have done is to paint a stripe over a girly stencil.
 Almost everything is either from Ikea, Target or made by me...
 All of the signs are from Doug's room growing up...the bed and bedding is from Ikea.
 Rug on the floor is from Ikea, dresser from Target...flag of Norway. :)
 Bed buddies.

 This is by the of the states done in license plates...cross stitch done for Doug by a family member...
 License plates that I made into a single huge art piece.  Doug promises that he has never stolen a single sign or license they have all been come by honest. 
 His room is one of my favorites...because it is the easiest to clean...EVERYTHING has a place and there is minimal clutter.  Aside from making the bed and picking up a few stickers...I really didn't have to clean up much to take these photos. :)
The painting was done for Moses by a friend...its a sky writer doing Moses' name...clock is from a yard sale...1, 2, 3 bins are from is the paper roll.   The bins hold crayons, scissors and paper.
 This GIANT frame is a super clearance from from's one of those "sign here" things for used to hang in our living room but I was tired of it got a nice M and some photos of some of Moses' favorite things and memories.  The two art pieces on the right are also super clearance finds. :)
On my to-do list is to paint this room...I am thinking a pale can't tell from the photos but it really needs it.  Even's a happy room for a happy boy.  

from this to that.

 It started with invitation to my neighbors baby girls first birthday party.
 And it ended with this bundle of cute...a party perfect outfit to match.
 I can't wait to see her chubby little baby self in it.
 I searched high and low for a baby girl skirt pattern and couldn't find one that I I measured the baby girl herself and made up my own pattern.  I call it the Bay-ba skirt....because her name is Baby Ava...but Hoho calls her bay-ba.
 It's bright and colorful and full of fun fabrics.
 ...with just a bit of tulle to make it fancy. :)
 Sweet little shoes to match...pattern courtesy of WinterPeach.
I love it all...and hope the birthday girl will too.  
I hope I'll get to show you a photo of her in it all. :)


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