Good morning Xangaland!

A little different today.  I feel like I must explain….Song of the day?  These Old Bones by Dolly Pardon.  Totally not with the spirit of today’s post but honestly the song is stuck in my head and who doesn’t need a laugh once in a while?  Enjoy.

I am in the strangest mood today.  I feel so introspective… My brain just won’t stay still but at the same time I have nothing at all to say.  I’ve been thinking a lot about the following.  (I’m making a list to get my thoughts in order. lol)

1) My grandpa (the one year anniversary of him being gone is next month, a month from today actually)

2) Moving (there are days I want to leave so bad I can taste it but most days I can’t stand the thought of leaving.)

3) The holidays (they are coming up so fast and I don’t feel at all prepared but at the same time I feel like I HAVE to make this year wonderful because it may be my last living here…)

4) The fact that my 25th birthday is tomorrow… (I know this should be all happy but to be honest I am feeling kind of down….  I can remember when I turned 22, I was having so much trouble because it had been almost two years since Ryan and I had been trying to have a baby and my mom tried to encourage me by telling me that both her and my grandma found out they were pregnant shortly after their 23rd birthday..  Turning 25 is for some reason just depressing for me.  I know I’m young but some of the ‘young’ goes out of you when you have been trying for almost five years.)

So today I’m feeling very sullen and very quiet…  I would love to say more but really I’ve got nothing.

So with that…..

I have a lot of things to catch up on for the day!  I am making half of the Christmas gifts for this year so I have a ton of projects.   I’m coming around to visit and then I’m off.

Hope you enjoyed my insane song!  LOL


Okay I visited!  See you all later.


So them I’m going through old email’s and I find this one from my dad.

A daughter is telling her Mother how everything is going wrong .

She’s failing algebra, her boyfriend broke up with her and her best friend is moving away.

Meanwhile her Mother is baking a cake and asks if her daughter would like a snack, the daughter says, “Absolutely Mom, I love your cake”

“Here, have some cooking oil,” her Mother offers.

“Yuck” says daughter.

“How about a couple raw eggs?”

“Gross” Mom!”

“Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?”

“Mom, those are all yucky!”

The mother replies: “Yes, all those things seem bad all by themselves. But when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully delicious cake!

God works the same. Many times we wonder why He would let us go through such bad and difficult times. But God knows that when He puts these things all in His order, they always work for good!

We just have to trust Him and, eventually they will make something wonderful!


Below is my featured content post but for those of you who wanted to know what happened at the ‘great home invasion’ here you go.





Well? ……. Um?




It’s over…… not much else to say.

Actually I have a lot to say but you know

If you can’t say something nice…..




Don’t push!!

Okay fine you win!!!


So any way I cooked from 9:30 until 2 on the nose and by the time I was done I had a feast laid out: sopa, jalapeno poppers, 7 layer salad, meatballs, queso dip, and burgers with all the trimmings, soda out your ears too, and I was ready to go to bed. 


So I powdered my nose and peed in a hurry thinking any minute the doorbell would ring….


No big right? I’m always late.




Did the invite say the wrong time?


Did they all get together and decide not to show?


Seriously how rude!

2:48….knock knock

Here we are 2 guys and we brought beer!

3:00…knock knock

Two more people

By 5:00 we had 10 of the supposed 24. 

They ate we talked they left at 7:30

Made me miss my family parties.

And I thought this might get out of hand. HA

Song of the day?  Make the World Go Away by The King cause today is one of those days that I agree with him whole heartedly and I just need to hear him telling me about it.  LOL


I have joined a new blog ring called Grown Up’s with Content worth being Featured.  The assignment for this weekend was to write about our worst experience… I have discovered something about myself in this.  I have found that I try very hard to see a silver limning in the bad things that happen in life and looking back I can’t find much that I now consider bad.  Most of that bad things have just become funny stories over the years.  There is one thing though…. not so much a bad experience as the saddest day.


One year ago this Thanksgiving, November 24th, my grandfather passed away. 

He was one of my best friends in this life,  a man of great wisdom, my mentor, my role model….  He found out only days before that he needed an emergency bypass and so on that day we went to the hospital and kissed his cheek and told him we loved him and that we couldn’t wait to see him again, and he said goodbye.  He told each of us the thing in our life he was praying for and the things he was proud of us for.

I remember walking out of that room and looking over my shoulder to blow him a kiss and smile at him.  The moment was surreal and I felt as if I was looking at him for the last time.  I shook it off.

And it seemed I had every reason.  The surgery was a blinding success!  He pulled through just fine and was in recovery! 

Then the blood clot in his leg that had been there for 20 years let go and went into his lung.  I got a call to get ready that I might need to go to the hospital again.  I took a shower and got ready and just as I was about to walk out of the door my phone rang.

It was my sister, sobbing, barely audible.  “Courtney we lost him he’s gone grandpa’s gone.”

My whole world crumpled, I crumpled.  I sat on the floor crying for about five minutes before I ran to my car and drove like a wild woman to the hospital, thinking somehow I wouldn’t be too late if I hurried.  I still don’t know how I made it there.  I couldn’t see because of the tears streaming down my face and I was going way to fast.  I think my angels just knew that at that moment I needed grace.

I got there and they let us the whole family go into his room to say goodbye. It was so hard to stand there and see the man I had loved my whole life and know that he wasn’t there any more. 

But sometimes in the midst of the greatest tragedy you can find peace.  We stood and talked about him, about his life, we laughed we cried we prayed as a family and we began to heal.


This man had gone home knowing that five generations of his family were saved.  He went knowing that he would see us all again.  He was walking the streets of heaven, meeting his creator, and for the first time in the life of this man who had such wisdom, yet was always hungry for more.  The man who had endless questions….


Had all his questions answered.




My worst day a day I will forever remember with tears in my eyes and a smile on my face.  The day I lost a friend and found peace.




Okay its 8:42 so I’m starting on time.  See ya.

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It is 8:30AM and I’m dragging my feet.  I don’t wanna….. lol

I am going to visit a little but if I don’t start cooking in about 20 minutes it won’t be ready in time.

Only five hours until the great home invasion. 

Song of the day?  Friends in Low Places by Garth Brooks for some reason it just feels horribly appropriate.


Today my heart is heavy.  There is a groaning in my spirit, a cry to pray to intercede.

I have learned of things happening in the lives of those around me that make my heart ache.  I have seen the hand of the enemy strike and I have seen the blood.

There are no words…..

I am left with nothing I can do, no way in which to help…

I will pray.

Know that there are those that go to war for you.

Rest in the Lord He always wins.

1 “He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.  2 I will say of the Lord, ‘He is my refuge and my fortress; my God, in Him I will trust.’  3 Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the perilous pestilence.  4 He shall cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you shall take refuge; His truth shall be your shield and buckler.  5 You shall not be afraid of the terror by night, nor of the arrow that flies by day.”

Psalm 91:1-5

2 “The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer: 3 The God of my strength, in Him I will trust, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold and my refuge; my Savior, You save me from violence.  4 I will call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised; so shall I be saved from my enemies.”

2 Samuel 22:2-4


Thank you all for your prayers and well wishes I’m actually feeling much better today.  We have lot’s to do to get ready for tomorrow.  I will try to come back and update you on how it all goes.

Song of the day?  Let It Rain by Michael W. Smith


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Good Morning Xangaland!

I wanted to show you some pictures of our Godson’s baptism on Sunday.

Here are the proud parents holding him.  They are so happy.

Us standing with them.

Ryan and I with Derick.

The official Godson of Ryan and Courtney Laube…. Derick Ryan.

Isn’t he so cute?

Okay so there you have it.  I’m just hanging around the house today doing bills and cleaning.  I only have three more days until my house is invaded by about 20 guys from Ryan’s shop…. Yikes!


My wonderful Aunt Sulimb just pointed out that I never talked about said home invasion and by golly she’s right.  So here’s the scoop.  Ryan has been in the same shop and same CAT or unit for over seven years now. 

Because our families live her and we are always so busy with them we don’t get involved in too much of the extra curricular stuff the CAT does.  Well since it’s been 7 years and we may be soon leaving we thought it would be nice to open up our home to them. 

Not to mention that over the last five years they have all had my food and we have been receiving requests for more.  ( Can’t say I’m not flattered. lol)

So on Saturday they are all coming and we we sat down and thought it through we are in trouble.  We said we wanted to do potluck and everyone agreed…. until Ryan realized that there are only three of them married and everyone else thought that meant bring your own beer.

So on Saturday

Home Invasion and not in the nice decorated way.

Let me back up a bit… No we don’t go to other things with the cat but I’m the CAT wife.  All of them know me and I bring food for all the holidays and stuff since there aren’t any other wives.  LOL  And somehow they are all very afraid of me.  They call me Mrs. Laube and say yes ma’am and no ma’am it’s weird. 

So I told them fine you bring your own beer but if any of you barf on my carpet, get my dog drunk, get a DUI or even try to drive after you drink you will have to answer to me!  And it worked they are all afraid.  They all have a designated driver system worked out and have apologized for assuming.

What does my husband say about me at work?

Am I that scary?


Okay edit number 2

I just watlked into my living room and what did I see?


Cute huh?

Song of the day? I love you for Sentimental Reasons by Nat King Cole…


Working today from 9:30am to 1:00pm and then from 6:00pm to 9:00pm.  No time to visit or anything today.  I’ll try to catch up later.

Wonderful beautiful weather here in Phoenix!  High today 74 and an 80 percent chance of rain!  It’s been raining all night already.