Halloween Extravaganza

Here are some of my most lovely coworkers at a Halloween party this past weekend. Beth is part of Ricky Bobby's pit crew, Pete is one of the Geico cavemen, and Jen is rockin' out 80's style. There's rumors floating around the office that we're dressing up for work tomorrow. We'll see about that but I do know that there will be pictures of that for sure!

A Family of Three

That's right! We'd like to introduce the newest member of our family. Her name is Patty, and she made her fall debut today.

Patty is our little space heater. I named her Patty because of the manufacturer brand (you can barely read it in the picture). She warms my toes and keeps me nice and toasty. I'm considering making room for her in our trunks when we head overseas. All that to say, fall weather is officially here! It makes for a great run through the park with the brisk air and the beautiful trees.

In other news, I'm husbandless this weekend. Kevin is off at the men's retreat with our church. The retreat technically ends tomorrow afternoon. but he's headed straight to work after that. So I'll see him on Sunday when I wake up. I'm kind of getting used to this husbandless thing though since I've been sharing him with the book reviews, tests, and 15 page papers that have been swamping him lately. We spent four hours last night editing his most recent paper that he turned in today. To combat Kevin's most severe writing vice for future writing projects, I hung a sign above the desk that reads "Passive voice should be said no to."

I'm sure that you can tell by the frequency of blogs I've been posting that I've had some free time on my hands! You might even get one more post out of me before Kev returns to me. But for now I'm off to play games with the other husbandless ladies from church!

Old School Family Vacation

I know, I know...this is a little outdated but these are some pictures from the Corbin family vacation at the beginning of August. We all came from Texas, New York, and Kentucky for a little rendezvous in the Smoky Mountains in Tennessee for a fun weekend together. I'm ready for the next one!

I stole this slide show website off someone else's Blog. How do you like it?

Happy Squirrel Watching Day!

Apparently, last week was the grand holiday of Squirrel Watching Day. It's a shame that this day of celebration was unbeknownst to the majority of the population, especially this particular household. My husband loves squirrels. In fact, he even gives them names and then we make up stories about their little squirrely lives. Our favorite so far (thanks to the contribution of the Corbin clan) is called "Slappy the Acrophobic Squirrel." (I think that was his name but I could be wrong.)

So from our home to yours...

Happy Squirrel Watching Day!

Things Unseen

For those of you who know me well, more than likely you've played the "How many fingers am I holding up?" game with me. And most definitely, sans contacts, my answer was dead wrong.

First there was my dental defeat. Now I've had another crushing blow from the eye doctor. As if it was even possible to believe, I'm getting blinder. It really is quite humiliating to sit in the doctor's chair with the big bug eyes contraption over your face and truly not be able to read the very top line. Contrary to popular belief, it's not always a giant E. If only it was! Then I could at least guess my way to good vision!

Kevin has been gracious to remind me that our failing bodies are a reminder to us that this world is fallen. In the very beginning, God did not create us for death. Our teeth weren't supposed to decay. Our eyes weren't supposed to depend on contacts. But when the fall happened and sin came into the world, our physical bodies were affected as much as our hearts. So today, even though I know that my eye sight isn't great affliction, I feel like I can identify with the Bible when it says:

So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal. ~2 Corinthians 4:16-18

(I had Beth at work figure out a tricky math equation that equals my oh-so terrible eye sight. But alas...Blogger can't handle all the crazy math signs. If you're that curious, let me know & I'll tell you.)

Dental Pride

The dentist used to be fun. Our dentist in Austin was this somewhat cooky old man who most definitely has a crush on my mother. The hygenist was an old family friend of ours, so she would occupy the awkward silence of teeth scrapping with her pleasant chatter. They would always rave about how healthy my teeth were & the fact that I had no cavities. It was fun. And then we moved to Louisville. Yes, I'll admit that it had been a year or two since I went to the dentist. I sat in a dentist's office for four hours last April while Kevin has his broken teeth fixed...does that count? Apparently not because I heard those fatal words uttered by my new dentist this morning that I've gone 24 years without hearing:

"You have a cavity."

What? Certainly not me! Well, it's true. I have to admit that the Lord has shaken my pride. I'm thankful for that at least. It might sound silly, but my confidence can never be in my unblemished dental track record or anything else other than Christ. Just like my teeth, my heart is quite imperfect, and that's why I am so greatly in need of Jesus as my savior. Maybe it's a stretch but why can't we learn things about God's character in the dentist chair? So back I go in a week or so to undergo the knife. Yikes!

Wife of My Youth

The Bible says that every good gift comes from God, so I am most thankful to God for blessing me with this beautiful woman you see me beside. Recently I had lunch with a single man and was reminded of bachelorhood. Though it was good to be single, I can not imagine going back. My life has forever been changed with Beck in it.




Beck works hard to feed me with healthy dishes. She wakes every morning at 4 a.m and goes to pick fresh fruit to put in our oatmeal...Ok, maybe not, but she does labor very diligently to take care of me by preparation of meals. The wife of my youth has freed me to do many other things leaving me to think very little about buying, preparing, and cooking food. For this I am most thankful.



My sweet wife has gentled me for the better. Though I tell her infrequently, she has taken this rough grizzly bear and softened him (but don't get me wrong, there is still plently of grizzly left in this bear). Beck has given me insight and thoughtfulness to others that I would otherwise miss. She adds a new degree to those that I can minister to and how I minister to them. For that I am most thankful.







Becky adds this whole new social flavor to my life. She befriends and loves people with sensitivity and thoughtfulness. Beck has a beautful personality which I love. It can be virbrant beyond anything I could muster for myself. She hosts and warms people to our home. This was one of the most blessed of suprises for me after we were married. For that I am thankful.






My sweet wife adds a new creativity to my life. There are new levels of fun that Beck has brought into my life, usually this fun results in laughter and memories. If anything can be said about my creative wife, it is that she makes me smile when she is creative. And that is one of the things I enjoy most about my wife. For that I am most thankful.




Is this the extent of my wife? Hardly, rather it is merely the limit of the pictures that I could apply to this present post. My wife serves and loves me in ways that a picture can't display. How do you photograph 40 hours a week, so that I can go to school? How do you photograph, trusting and following your husband toward another state away from family and friends? How do you photograph, sacrificing many things for the sake of your husband and where he is leading your family? You don't. This is the woman God let me marry. And though Beck is all these things and does all these things, the thing that I value most about my sweet wife, is that she would have no problem affirming that every good gift, namely the strength and ability and heart to do all these acts, are from God and not herself. I love my wife.