I’m playing a little catch up on this one.

One of the things our church’s women’s ministry has been doing this year is having monthly birthday brunches. The thought was that within one year’s time EVERY woman at the church would have received a personal invitation and been given an opportunity for fellowship and encouragement. It has averaged out to be about 30 invitations a month and we have had anywhere from 4 to 12 in attendance. Overall I would call it a success. Big picture = 1/3 of our women (every age range being represented) will have attended. What a joy.

My friend, Amy, and I hosted the April brunch. In all honesty, Amy hosted and I made coffee. Amy is what one might call a “natural”. Having people in her home comes easy to her and she obviously finds joy in it. Everything seems to take place with ease. It’s encouraging to watch!

We sang Happy Birthday, opened gifts, shared memories of a favorite birthday and ate yummy food! It was a super fun morning.

KB was just playing with my clock radio and – no lie – now she and Bubba are dancing like maniacs while Billy Idol “sings” Rebel Yell. Awesome.

When we moved into our house we were given a refrigerator. It was a sad little frig that was missing two shelves and had no drawers. Still, it worked and we used it – for three years.

Over the course of these three years, my mother came to visit 11 times, at least. That refrigerator drove her nuts. I wasn’t a huge fan, but my mother was driven closer to the edge with each visit.

Not long ago our home church had to purchase a refrigerator for a missionary family living in Birmingham for several months before leaving for their new home in Puerto Rico. After the missionaries left there wasn’t enough time to say “Doug’s your uncle” before my mom had bought that frig from the church and made plans to drive that baby up here. (My mom is quite a woman!)

So, at the end of March we had the pleasure of my parents’ company for 8 hours and now we have a new refrigerator.

For a week, both refrigerators took residence in our kitchen.

Our old frig:

The fun of the story doesn’t end with my parents driving 18 hours to deliver a frig. OH NO! The day we plugged the newer frig in and I was planning on moving everything in, my friend Julie came over. Julie is a professional organizer (you have heard me mention her several times and you can read more about her on her website here.) and she had “just happened” to bring over a couple items to help me organize my refrigerator! She had no idea we had just gotten a “new” one and I was starting from scratch.

She helped me think through zones for my frig and put in a little lazy susan to help on one shelf. There are two little containers for individual items (yogurt, applesauce, etc.). It was beautiful.

She had not brought her label maker, but I am just Monica Geller enough to have my own. So we labeled shelves too! It is awesome.

I am thrilled about our new appliance and thrilled to report the zoning has worked. It helps with my grocery shopping and has helped to keep things where they belong! Our frig looks just as great today as it did the day Julie came! (Thanks, Julie! Thanks Mom and Dad!)