Sunday, June 30, 2013

Memory Making Machine

That there’s an RV, Clark!
Priceless line from Christmas Vacation that’s been heard its fair share around the Thomas household - we love this movie.

We became the proud owners of half of an RV this summer…the other half belongs to my husband’s friend.

Perched on barstools one weeknight pondering the upcoming football season, these two brainiacs found an RV for around $1750 and decided this hunk-o-junk was their next playground.

Unfortunately, that piece of history was sold before they could get their hands on the 1970’s something model.

That didn’t damper their future tailgating season, they were on the hunt. With the seed planted and every event already lived out in their mind, they sealed the deal on a 1988 RV decked out in a rather gag-worthy country blue and mauve motif.

The husband came driving into the friends driveway with this beauty while the sounds of Sandford and Son had to have surly been playing in the background.

A couple grand each, a barrel full of elbow grease, and a few pink flamingos in tow, the boys set sail on their maiden voyage to a nearby lake. These two took three of their four sons on a three night excursion.

Smores were made, fish were caught, and us girls even visited for the better part of Saturday.
For Father’s Day we ensured the dad’s had everything they needed for RV camping in style:

Pink Flamingos
UK blue outdoor carpet
Retro RV outdoor lights
Seatbelt style lawn chair
Red, white and blue solar lights
A month’s worth of Spam
A hula girl for the dashboard
The only items I could not secure for these two were matching captain’s hats and Dickies jumpsuits that I wanted to have monogrammed with their names - would have made my summer…

I have to admit, the old 1988 cleaned up real nice, and the little boys are none-the-wiser to the luxuries that more modern RV’s are equipped with. They were just thrilled to spend great quality time with their dads. And these dad’s are applauded by this FRUGEL mom for their skills, thrills and small bills they invested in this memory making machine.

Friday, June 21, 2013

Prayerology: The Story of The Boy

“No, that’s not all he said” – MY mother.

She’s referring to the consultation my husband took the boy to this morning for the broken wrist he suffered yesterday during a dirt bike collision.

“Dr. Oh looked at the X-Rays again this morning and decided the growth plate was broken and he cannot leave town for four days.” – Dad

This is not good news because we were scheduled to leave for our Florida vacation this afternoon.

“He also said there may be another surgery in his future.” – Dad

This is not good news because the boy plays basketball and loves this year’s team and practices so far; the season hasn’t even began.

“No, that’s not all he said” – back to MY mother.

“He said this is serious and he cannot move for four days, his growth plate is damaged and it could keep his arm from growing. Dr. Oh is cancelling his own vacation to observe the boy this week and make for sure no further damage occurs. He is going to go into surgery this afternoon and do his best to repair it but the X-Ray looks bad and he is REALLY concerned. He has to keep his arm elevated and keep the blood flowing in his arm and stay still.” – MY mother.

My husband tends to protect me at all times and minimize my fear.

I have the boy with me at this point in my day and I know exactly where to go. The pool of Bethesda – AKA church!

I took the boy into the office area of my church and found the youth pastor, his fiancé, and a church member. We prayed over the boy and claimed healing scripture for him.

We headed to Wal-Mart and bought two Fast and Furious movies (not sure why this matters to you or why I am typing it out), and then we checked into the surgery center.

We had exceptional service at the surgery center and after 25 minutes Dr. Oh emerged to say this, “There was no swelling at all, it looked much better than I saw this morning, the break was clean and I just put three small needled sized pins in it to stabilize it. As long as his pain is tolerable and he can move his fingers, he can travel in 24 hours or so.”
My God is Good, all the time, and he is faithful to hear our prayers. He sings over us, says the scriptures. I could feel this today. I could truly feel the prayers of all the saints who were faithful to pray for us today.

Not only did those at church lay hands on the boy and pray, but my facebook family overwhelmed me with their love. I say, Thank You!!!

I talked to the boy’s basketball coach this afternoon and told this story. He proceeded to tell me how the older boys on the team, who were finished with their practice, gathered in a circle at half court and were led in prayer by some of the coaches and high school kids who help out. What an awesome thing to get to tell them Monday that those prayers were answered.

When the dirt bike was bought I mouthed something like, “You’re going to break your arm on that thing.”

When people ask why I am such a Jesus freak I tell them some of the stories of my personal healings and how God is real.

On these two thoughts, One Parting Shot: “I told you so!” - Me

Saturday, June 8, 2013

The Thomas' are Changing...

I ran into the courthouse, past the security guard and through the metal detector that screamed I was in violation, the guards waved me through, since they see me on a daily basis for work and are aware that the metal I am packing is a microphone attached to a recorder. I skidded to the left to ascend the spiral steps. High heels clomping all the way to the top and I see my Boy #2 standing in the hallway with his sister and aunt. I step into the large wooden door and for a second suck air before stepping into the next large wooden door.

I was late for our court date. I got stuck behind this tractor in traffic.

I would have left the station earlier but I got a phone call from a lawyer wanting information about a story I was working on. Ain’t nobody got time for that.

I make my way into the courtroom and hear the judge speaking to the parents about Boy #2 playing football next year. I quickly realize the day has come and God has answered prayers.

This Boy #2 came to us last April when we were awarded temporary custody of him. The situation is not my story to tell as to why he came to us, but he has been waiting to get to go home for a long time.

Yesterday he got to go home.

Our hearts grieve the silence in his bedroom downstairs, where he and cat were very happy. My babies already miss him being in the house, but he was so excited to hug his momma’s neck and hear her tell him he was going home.

Restoration is a good feeling.

Our day continued into the evening as the husband and I made our way out of town for a surprise 40th birthday party for a great friend of ours. As we were about ½ mile from home we topped a hill. In a matter of .27658 second I see a car full of kids and realize whoever is in the back seat needs to calm down. As the car approaches us I see hands waving.

IT’S OUR KIDS!

I just look at my husband and say, “Did that just happened? Did we just pass our kids on the road?” Then I confessed my first thoughts of seeing the clown car pass us.

He told me he had given them money to go eat pizza.

When we returned home around 9:00 p.m. they were headed out of the door again screaming, “We’re going to eat.”

Again?

Yep!

I got home from the gym and the eldest girl was sitting at her desk with her Taco Bell laid out in front of her like a buffet.

I remember that taste of freedom of having a car, my own money and the right to eat whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. Twas’ the life!

In other Thomas Family Business:

It’s been awhile since I have updated our family business so bear with me.

We attended a wedding over the weekend. My nieces took turns taking pictures of themselves with me. The little one is developing her skills with the iPhone.

Middle girl marched with the DECA crew in the Memorial Day Parade. The eldest girl had to work.

Middle girl got braces this week! She won’t let me add a photo. But she’s just as cute as a button…with brackets. She says her smile has changed...it's perfect either way.

I bought the kids a new trampoline this summer. So far, it’s been the neighborhood playground, a babysitter, and a bed. However, none of the boys who decided to sleep on it have made it all night, yet.

I bought a new summer hat. It’s been a big hit so far this summer. Just wish Mother Nature would allow summer weather to get here and stay here.


I had been praying about going back to college this fall and obtaining a different degree. I had prayed this to happen at the beginning of the year but it never worked out. This semester I started that prayer again, last week, after declaring in my prayer journal that I needed a definite sign from God, I received an email from the new college campus opening in my hometown. The title of the press release was “College to offer 27 classes this fall”

“Here’s your sign” – God

Have I ever told you how much I love my 27? I made an appointment this week and met with a councilor to go over my old college career and look at how that transports its way into my new adventure. She was so kind and we ended up in a conversation about the Lord and how her daddy was an old Baptist preacher. I looked down and under her desk was a box. On the side of this box was a huge blue 27. She was not the councilor I was scheduled to meet with, mine went home sick, but I know why I ended up at her desk. Her story about her daddy was an inspiration to me.

Sometime in the last week or so I discovered some news that will completely change me forever. Devastating but not consuming. However, as I was down in what some would call the midnight hour I decided to head to the gym and then the tanning bed. As I signed in, I realized I was #27 for the day. “I will never leave you nor forsake you” – God

Thanks, Jesus for reminding me that even in the darkest moments, you are there with me.

Before Boy #2 went home we celebrated his 14th birthday! We had some extra kids over, made birthday pancakes and went swimming at mamaws! It was a good day. He came to us at the age of 12 and has grown at least 9 feet since then. He got tickets to a water park for his birthday and Boy #1 bought him a My Little Pony card...he seemed to like it.

Lots of changes for the Thomas'. We sure are going to miss that Boy #2…