Wednesday, March 25, 2015

my crazy airplane story

NoTicket

Have you ever heard those crazy stories of people stowing away on airplanes? Didn't a kid make it to Hawaii once or something like that? Obviously he didn't have a ticket. Well, I flew without a ticket one time. I didn't stowaway. My rear was firmly planted in a seat. But I didn't have a ticket. How did that happen, you may ask? Well, you can read the unbelievable story over at Petit Elefant. It's the first time I've ever written about the crazy experience. Please join me over there and share any crazy travel stories you have!

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

who's caring for the carers?

Begonias. Thankful for a simple reminder of my dear grandmother today. Take the #tthchallenge and say what you're thankful for and be sure to follow @tthofficial on IG!

Why, hello, friends. Hope you are having a fantastic Tuesday. I don't know why I'm feeling particularly chipper today. Yesterday was emotionally exhausting. Maybe I'll tell you about it, but not today. Today let's talk about some behind the scenes goings on that's been happening the past several months. I say behind the scenes, because I haven't much discussed it here.  If you're interested in what in the world Jen Price is up to besides family and crafting, then let's dive it together, shall we?

I've just come out of a month long mini sabbatical. The purpose was to figure out, with God, what this next season of my life is supposed to look like. I stepped out of running the accounting, because it was time. It was probably overdue, but nevertheless it finally happened. Instead of diving right into something else, I took a month to seek God and get some direction.

He gave it to me by taking me back to a simple question that two different people asked us eight years ago when we moved to S. Africa.

Who's caring for the carers?

When there's children to feed, homes to be built, and lives to save, it's easy to forget the simple act of just caring for those doing all the feeding, building, and saving. I've never forgotten that question. It's like it has stayed at the back of mind, creating a nice little home there. It's not leaving, so it's time I embrace it.

I think the only reason it's taken me this long to embrace it is that it's not as glamorous as going and holding beautiful babies every single day. It's not something that's easy to write about in a newsletter, but it's who I am, so I'm diving in. I'm embracing the "non-glamorous."

Which means what?

I thought and prayed long and hard about my flavor of caring for people. What does it look like? When I look at the definition of equip (supply with the necessary items for a particular purpose or task), I realize that they could have just entered my name there. My mind thinks like an equipper. I love helping people see what they need to do their job with excellence and succeed. This looks like meetings with people, writing out lists, categorizing, and helping people make a plan that works for them. That's one aspect.

The second flavor of me caring for people looks like hosting special events. I've posted the events we've put on. Truth is, I love it. I love the gathering of ideas, the prep, seeing the lightness that happens deep down in the soul from simply coming together and having fun. It's needed.

Basically my days are filled with connecting with people, browsing Pinterest for ideas on the next party (you should see what we're planning), and being a mama. It's amazing how much you can learn about yourself and who you are. You don't arrive with age. There's always more hidden in the depths if we're willing to seek it out.

PS: When you don't have a photo that fits with a post, just insert flowers. It works. 

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

teaching children to be a good friend

acacialove

My kids started a new school (that reminds me that I need to post about that!), so when I sat down to write a post about teaching my children to be a good friend, I kept thinking about how helpful that would be for kids having to navigate new territory. It's quite simple, I think, this being a good friend business. I believe it's boiled down to love. My Tommy Nelson post this month is featured over at Faith Gateway, so join me over there and leave your thoughts on how you teach your children to be a good friend!

Friday, March 13, 2015

my karate kid

kata

kumite

Joshua LOVES karate. I've never seen him work as hard at something as he does karate. He's up to green belt now! He had a goal at his last karate championship. He wanted to bring home a gold medal. Well, bring home a gold medal he did! And a silver! Super proud of this kid.

Wax on. Wax off.

Now let's go paint the fence.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

dublin

Dublin

If you had only one day to spend in a city like Dublin, what would you do? You might remember my post about our one day in Dublin. I'm also sharing about it over at Petit Elefant. Please join me over there to see the highlights of what we did there!

Monday, March 9, 2015

don't you let your children hold snakes?

with hannah

brave boy

Over the Christmas holidays, we had the pleasure of hosting Jeremy's parents and youngest brother for a couple of weeks. One of those weeks we spent in Durbin at the beach. It's still hard for my Northern Hemisphere mind to wrap itself around a beach holiday during Christmas, but it's what you do here in S. Africa. I'm happy to oblige, but it's still just so weird.

ah!

tickles!

One day we went to a cultural show / reptile farm. I've had a few encounters with snakes, but I've never been one to want to hold one. Our guide was so great and informative that we just went with his offer to hold a snake. I must have been out of my mind to trust a stranger to tell me it would be fine for my kids to hold a snake, a big snake.

scary snake

No one got bit or constricted, but let's not ever do that again.

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

potholes

Bourke's Luck Potholes

bridge over canyon

potholes

the view

bourke's luck potholes

don't go beyond

talking

band shot?

We really do live in a beautiful country. Despite that, I've always found it extremely difficult to associate potholes with a thing of beauty. I grew up in a town where there might have been more potholes than people. But, alas! The Bourke's Luck Potholes are amazingly beautiful. I love that we have such scenic loveliness all over our neck of the woods. Join me over at Petit Elefant where I talk about the lovely things you can look forward to at this hotspot.

Monday, March 2, 2015

love feast 2014

love feast table

This post is, like, so last year. It actually is. But remember that two or three month hiatus when I wasn't around? Life still went on. Things still happened, and now you get to hear about them. :)

love feast menu

We had our second annual Love Feast last November. I love this tradition! Our leadership team here in S. Africa serves a meal to all of our staff and then afterwards we get to enjoy all the talent that our crew possesses. It's fabulous.

the guests

We hosted it in my backyard. Our numbers were small at that time of year, so it was a perfect, intimate spot AND no one saw our decorating until they arrived.

The tables were simple...white tablecloths, white taper candles, and pink bougainvillea (that stuff is everywhere here, but it's perfect for our parties). I loved the dessert...a selection of truffles! So fun!

macbeth dancing2

dancing

80's dancing

Then we get to the talent portion. Sorry, friends, but these photos will now be out there. Michael Jackson dancing, cultural dancing, 80's dancing? What? You guys were the ones wearing those ridiculous outfits clothes. I only documented it.

cool guys

I stepped waaaay out of my comfort zone when our team that works with training here in SA did a mash up. The grand finale? Me, lip syncing DJ Khaled's All I Do Is Win. No one got a photo with my camera so there's proof here, but I swear I did it.

Here's to celebrating life with a few laughs and looking ridiculous!

Friday, February 27, 2015

price family in action :: kenya

friends

the joshuas

Still reflecting on our Kenya trip and thankful that we got to as a family. These are the moments that I'm amazed by God's goodness, that we get the privilege to go and love on kids all over the world. As a Mama, I can't tell you how great it is to see your kids loving like Jesus would.

free ride

Gathering A Crowd

This trip was hard. The first week and a half we lived in an abandoned hotel in a slum. I'm not even lying. We walked about an hour every morning for a day of serving, loving, and giving and then walked an hour home after all that. Not once did they complain about all the walking or the different food they were eating. They were rockstars.

Thumbs Up

Rockstar
see the rockstar?

The Kenyan kids loved them! I think the whole slum knew their names, and I'm pretty sure we could have married Joshua off if we wanted to. It's not often that a blond haired, blue eyed boy comes around.

Beautiful

hand clap game

Jeremy just returned from Kenya yesterday. He was back in that same slum and all those kids wanted to know were where Joshua and Emma Grace were. Apparently coming back without them was a stupid idea.

me and the kids

we're cool

It probably was, because they're rockstars. :)

Thursday, February 26, 2015

tree branch shoe rack

close up shoe rack

I am in a de-clutter, organize my house mode. This is where my family needs to watch out, because chances are, I will 1. throw something away, 2. move something resulting in someone asking me where said thing is, and 3. make to-do lists, lots and lots of to-do lists. I currently have a list for each room in my house and what needs to be done in it. I get like this every once in a while, and my family exercises their patience while I get it out of my system.

This past weekend Joshua and I embarked on a little project. He desperately needed a shoe rack for all his shoes. We got some ideas from Pinterest, but I told him it had to be made entirely out of stuff we had at home, no rands could be spent. I like the challenge of that, and honestly, find such satisfaction in it.

shoe rack

I LOVE the results of our shoe rack! We found two planks of wood that were the perfect size and cut ten tree branches to hang the shoes on. We let those dry out for a few days. We mixed a 1/4 cup water and 1 cup of white paint in a yogurt container and shook each tree branch in it to cover it in white paint.

I didn't take photos of the process. Ain't nobody got time for that when you're on a creative mission, guys. Sorry. I just get so involved that I don't think about documenting it!

rack of shoes

After the paint dried, we drilled each tree branch to the wood plank. We drilled holes in the branches before the paint wash, but they weren't big enough, so I had to drill a bigger hole resulting in paint coming off a bit. I'm ok with that. I call imperfections like that character spots. It works and Joshua was totally fine with that.

We had a bit of a challenge screwing these into the wall. I hate concrete walls for this very reason. They are hard to drill into! Jeremy has been out of town (he gets back today!) so I was determined that we could do this. At one point, Joshua said, "Shouldn't we just wait until Dad gets back?" The lion came out and I said, "No, we can do this!" And we did. And it looks great. Sometimes I stand at the bottom of the stairs and just look up at it. Not really. Well, maybe.

Inspiration for this project (including step-by-steps that I didn't provide) found here.

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