Junk Sculpture

The other day, Kaelyn, took two bags of recycling and put then in her room. She had an art assignment to make a sculpture out of junk. Why she had to get materials outside her room is beyond me. HAHA! Get it? Cause she doesn't clean her room? Anyway, it was 1130p the night before she had to turn it in when she started on it. The next morning I came up to get her on the bus. I washed my hands, and when I turned around, this was on the table.
It's not an owl if that's what you're thinking. I called it that and nearly got my head cut off. It's a bird. It's a bird made out of plastic water bottles. The wings are Diet Pepsi cans, and the tummy is Capri Suns.
This is the front view. Forgive the bad lighting and angle. It was 630a and all I had was my iPhone. Besides this, she did a sculpture last year made out of clay. It's a guitar. Her art teacher informed her that it has been picked to be displayed at the community college. She's pretty excited, and we're pretty excited for her. We go there Sunday for something. I don't know if she's going to present it, or if they're going to present her with something. Regardless, we're extremely proud of her!

Struggles

I already told you what I'm giving up for Lent. The purpose of this is not for fun, but to sacrifice for Jesus as He sacrificed for us. Every time I'm faced with a temptation to eat or drink something I have sacrificed, it brings me closer to God. It draws Him to my center and my struggle doesn't seem so hard because only God can really "fill" my want. This is a hard lesson I'm learning. I used to just give something up because my dad told me I had to. :) Then it was because it was something I just "did." I never understood the meaning behind it...the true meaning and purpose of it.
This weekend we went to lunch at our friends' house. They asked us to bring dessert. Saturday afternoon I made cookies. This was really hard for me. It was temptation and fear that I would fail and eat one. I didn't, but a lot of you got a ton of prayers! Just so you can get a sense of the saliva I offered up...
Apparently at my church, you're allowed to eat whatever you want on Sunday. It's a feast day and not included in the 40 days of Lent because technically, the time between Ash Wednesday and Easter is 45 days. I wasn't raised that way, so I'm not sure if I'm going to follow that or not. It's evening on Sunday, and I haven't had anything I've sacrificed, but the day is not over. :) I might have some lemonade later. My mission is to grow closer to God, not test my will power. When that change takes place in you, it's a whole different ballgame. Good luck to all of you sacrificing. PLAY BALL!

Bucy Bits

Have I told you lately that I love alliteration? So it got warmer here in my part of town, and the kids got outside. Here are some pics and captions around the Bucy household.
This is a picture that Kaelyn "drew" entirely out of words. Say it with me, "Wow."
I was reading A Door in the Wall, and he fell asleep. I guess that means he doesn't care for the story?
Marley's first time actually pedaling a bike rather than pushing herself along with her feet. It was a proud mommy moment.
Swimming upstream.
Falling downstream.
A Happy Ending.

Happy Lent!

Considering all the things I'm reading today, "Happy Lent" is an oxymoron. That's not the point of Lent. It is a time of sacrifices and bringing yourself closer to God. In light of that, I've been perusing Lenten websites to get some new ideas of what sacrifices I can make. I already feel a little kamikaze with my giving up Diet Pepsi and sweets. Yes, you read that right, sweets. It's going to be so hard, and the sad part is that it won't be as hard as the Diet Pepsi is going to be. Some mornings when the kids wake up on the wrong side of the bed, I grab the Diet Pepsi out of the fridge and all is well. It could probably be likened to some sort of drug addict behavior (which I know nothing about). :) Regardless, I'm going to do it.

Kaelyn found a website for teens giving creative ideas of what to give up. One of them was not so much a give up, but I love the idea behind it. You bring sticky notes with you everywhere, and every place you go, you leave behind a positive note. I like this idea because I get warm and fuzzy when I think about it, so I'm going to do it. If I cross your path and don't leave a sticky note, please feel free to call me out on it. :)

I'll still be blogging. I will be noticing how often I have my phone out, how often I'm checking my email, how often I'm playing words with friends. :) In every instance that I find myself aware that I am out of my usual behavior in something, I will offer a prayer for someone. Something tells me that if you're reading this, you'll probably be receiving some prayers from me.

And since it's Fat Tuesday, let's end with a scrumptious picture..or two.

Crazy Kids

So when I was younger and a bit wild, I used to go to raves. Raves are big dance parties. We dressed weird, we acted weird, we were weird. These pictures were taken some evening when we didn't go to the gym and were all hanging out in the living room...sans Kaelyn that is. I'm not sure what they were pretending, but it could've been a rave.
They look like little punks.

Hey Girl Take Two

My father-in-law mentioned that I should share the love of my Hey Girl ads. So...here's one for my brother-in-law.
Oh, don't worry. I'm going through ALL my pictures. I wonder who I'll do next?

Hey Girl Fun

Have you seen the Hey Girl ads out there? They're pictures of Ryan Gosling with funny quotes added to the pics. On a blog I read, they're having a linky something or other where you link up your Hey Girl post. I don't know much about this stuff, but I thought it looked fun, so I figured it out...with the help of these bloggers. Here's my first one...

My second...

Then I decided to do my father-in-law and Kaelyn's boyfriend. :)
This is entirely way too much fun!