Well, here it is folks, my first blog. And wouldn't you know, I can't think of a thing to say! I know some of you are saying, "What?!?? Martha with nothing to say? Can't be! Can't think of a single day when Martha had nothing to say!" Well, believe it. The kids are Mom, Mom, Mom-ing me and I can't think of anything to say except "Shut up!!!!!!!" which, of course, I'm not going to say to my precious muffins because that might damage their self-esteem, right?

Ok, now I've got something to say. David just barreled into the den with a dart gun (nerf), a pair of scissors and a roll of blue masking tape. And a flashlight. He had a plan. And he needed me to be his cohort. I do so love to be named cohort! We carefully taped the flashlight to the top of the dart gun so that he can....well... I'm not entirely sure what he plans to do. I guess I should have asked about his plans. I was concentrating so hard on the task that I forgot to ask about the reason behind what we were doing. Have you ever done that? Just pour yourself into doing something and you have no idea why you're doing it? Or if you even want to be doing it? Or if you even should be doing it? Get totally lost in the operation without having any clue about the objective. I do this all too often. And I bet that if I spent more time checking in with my Heavenly Father about His plans for me, I'd waste a lot less time! What do you think?