Hello everyone!


I hope that YOUR Monday was as eventful as MY Monday was, since it contained a huge fat surprise around lunchtime. πŸ™‚

For those of you that do not follow our Welcoming House Page over on Facebook, I share on Saturday how absolutely horrible my Saturday was. Just as I was putting in the cake batter for my daughter’s birthday cake, the element in my oven went into crazy fireworks and blew the whole stove out of commission. Three hours of running around trying to get her cake made, only to have it end horribly (burnt on one side and raw on the other)…then to have a dear friend step in and offer to make a cake…..trying to clean house and forget about making bread because I had no way to make anything……

Well, you can imagine.

And honestly, I tried not to think past the party that evening….until we all woke up Sunday without our standard Cinnamon rolls that everyone looks forward to. I wanted to go back to bed I was so depressed, because a new stove was simply out of our savings reach right now.

I pulled myself up by my  bootstraps and was ready to blog about creatively using other appliances to bake bread (and probably still will this week), but came home to this after lessons away on Monday:


The precious family I have met me at the door and sang a full, off-key version of “Happy Whatever day to you, Happy Whatever day to YOU, Happy Whatever Day dear Mommmmmmmmmmmmmy, Happy Whatever Day to youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.”. I am sure I looked rather confused, until I stepped through the dining room (dragged by small children would be more exact) and found THIS gracing my kitchen.

And then…well, then I was a mess for about ten minutes as I sat on the floor and cried, running my hands over it. My husband’s sweet grandmother heard about the incident with the stove, and called my husband saying “Anyone who uses a stove as much as Heather does can NOT go without one for three months!!!”.

Best. Gift. Ever.

I have always wanted a black stove; have never, in 16 years of marriage, owned a new stove. SO, with all the drama, all the struggle, all the plans and ideas I had to teach you how to be creative when an appliance goes ka-put—well, let’s just say I am thankful that I am going to be teaching it without all the pressure of trying to feed my hungry family at the same time.

May the Lord bless you and keep you too, this week. May you have a wonderful, blessed surprise that you have been praying for…a need that gets met when you very least expect it.

And just when you get to the place you are ready to give up, pull the covers back over your head and pretend it is NOT Monday, jump up, because you never know what a Monday will bring.

Blessings and love to you all,