{reflecting}

I have been in a reflection sort of mood. I've been reminiscing about when the kids were all smaller - when I had no idea what I was doing. And all of this reflecting has made me absolutely LOVE the season of life I am in now. Seasons are so interesting. I am thankful that God designed our lives that way. I definitely think it is one of His many mercies toward us. Seasons are especially interesting when you realize that you are in the middle of one and can view it from the outside. I am in the season of "getting a taste of the 'bigger years,' while still knee deep in the 'little years.'" 

Iris is 18 months old and quite the clown. And this is the age that has always made me a bit kooky. Like crazy-lady-gonna-run-away kooky. But this time it's different. There is more grace, more patience. I am constantly comparing how different it was when Reed was this age. When I tell Iris that she can't do something, she turns it into a game - usually running off, with a maniacal laughter, and leaving a mess in her wake. When I would tell Reed that he couldn't do something, he would throw a huge, raging fit. Full on, thrown down, ugly hissy-fit. He would get SO angry and it would blow me away, make me angry, and humble me all at the same time. I would just sit and cry in defeat. Because even though I would discipline him and correct him, I would think that it was futile and get so discouraged. But God is so good, because I can look back at the me-then and say with confidence to the me-now that "It gets better!" All the hard work, all the training, all the correction and discipline pays off in huge ways. Because although their personalities are very different, what has really changed is me. I am different. I am a different mom then I was. All the prayers, that God would change my heart and that I would display the fruit of the Spirit, are paying off. God has done a work in me (with a long way still to go, mind you) and for that I am thankful.

I am also remembering how hard it is to take a toddler anywhere and actually carry on a conversation. I mean seriously. Iris is a storm of food on face, dirt in nails, vaseline in hair, and cereal on floor. "It's time to go, Iris," I tell her and she goes completely boneless as I mop the floor with her thighs all the way down to her pink converse. It is exhausting. She is exhausting. But I can breathe, give thanks, and press on, because I know this madness will end, and I know the time put into training now is and will be completely worth it. 

Because I have 3 big kids to prove it. They are actually like little people now. Well-behaved. Respectful. Polite. And overall, they are a blessing to be around and I like them, I actually like them. I am not embarrassed or worried about an outburst or temper tantrum from one of them. But here's the thing. My husband and I have put in the time of sowing seeds and God has done the growing. We have prayed, we have laughed (I have cried), and we have spent hours training, correcting, and disciplining. They weren't born this way and we didn't "get lucky," as if we hit the parenting jackpot and were given better-than-average kids. What is really happening is that we are reaping the harvest. We are reaping the joys of having children that are a joy to be around, not just for us, but for others as well. We have always prayed that our children would bless others. That they would cause people to stop and consider the words in Psalms 127 that children are a blessing from the Lord. That they aren't just little consumers using up the earth's resources. That all kids don't spit in the face of their elders while they play on their smart phones. This blessing, this joy to be around is not just a sentiment that we wished for. It is one that we fought for. We have interceded for them and pleaded with God. And He has used our broken, sinful selves to bring about His grace in their lives, because He is a good and loving God that desires for us to be sanctified completely and thereby blessing our children. The seeds - the training, tears and prayers - were sown and we are reaping a harvest that is worth it all. 

Enjoying our children, liking our children, fostering a deep relationship with them is tough stuff. It is the work of plowing and digging up the soil even when the sun has set and we are bone-tired. It takes hard work, it takes dying to self. And it takes the working of the Holy Spirit in our lives to not get frustrated, angry and downright selfish. It takes remembering the grace of God and setting our eyes on Christ in order to extend that grace to little lives He has entrusted to us.

a new year and a faith strengthened

A new year. I can hardly believe it's 2013. And that it is already February. What?!?! Life most definitely moves faster the older you get...

4 crazy kiddos

A lot changed in 2012. I had baby #4, I became a pastor's wife and I decided to homeschool. Whew. That IS a big year. I spent most of 2012 on a blogging break because I was, and still am, searching for balance in my life. But I am processing what the Lord has been teaching me and thus I am blogging for today. 
I have been learning that my entire Christian life comes down to faith. I know, I know, ground-breaking, isn't it? But as simple as it sounds it has been life-altering and many of the dots of my walk with the Lord have been connected, so to speak. I have realized that the same lie that Eve believed in the garden - that God was withholding something from her and that He couldn't be trusted - is the same lie that is whispered in my ear daily. And the battle in my heart and mind is a battle of faith - who will I believe? Will I believe the lie or will I believe and remember the faithfulness of God? Will I believe that He is withholding something from me or will I believe that He works all things together for my good (Romans 8:28)? A couple of years ago, I can remember crying in the shower and asking the Lord if he was good. Was He really good? I desperately wanted to believe it, but knew that I wasn't living like I did. I would say that I believed in His goodness but when it boiled down to it, did I really? How we view God dictates how we live this Christian life. And I knew that, I knew that if I was questioning God's goodness, it was affecting how I lived. I didn't want to doubt - I wanted to believe in my heart what I knew to be true in my head. I wanted to see fruit of the new creation that Scripture promises. And praise be to God, I believe that He has been answering that prayer ever since - slowing showing me His goodness and faithfulness.
This verse from Romans has made a huge impact on my life:

"Yet [Abraham] did not waver through unbelief regarding the promise of God, but was strengthened in his faith and gave glory to God, being fully persuaded that God had power to do what he had promised. This is why 'it was credited to him as righteousness.' The words 'it was credited to him' were written not for him alone, but also for us, to whom God will credit righteousness—for us who believe in him who raised Jesus our Lord from the dead. He was delivered over to death for our sins and was raised to life for our justification." Romans 4:20-25

I am seeing more and more that God has the power to do what He promises, and my prayer is that I am fully persuaded like Abraham. I believe that He is the one that is faithful. He is the one in whom my heart finds joy and the one in whom I can take refuge. But oftentimes it's a battle to believe these truths in the depths of our soul. In 1 Timothy 6:11-12, Paul exhorts believers to "Pursue righteousness, godliness, faith, love, steadfastness, gentleness. Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called..."I have to fight to believe the promises of God. When I am tempted to worry, to get angry, to be impatient, I remind myself (with Scripture) that His Spirit is in me and therefore, I have the power to display the fruits of the Spirit (Gal 6), and that I am a new creation (1 Cor 5:17). I fight the lies and the temptation with the truth in His word.

 John Piper's Future Grace has been so helpful in this battle of faith. This book has helped me to see how trusting in what Christ did on the cross is my strength for the future - minute by minute, day by day. It's not just enough to look back and be thankful for what He did. I also have to look forward and trust that He will remain faithful to the end.

"...what it means to believe in Jesus is to experience him as the satisfaction of my soul's thirst and my heart's hunger. Faith is the experience of contentment in Jesus. The fight of faith is the fight to keep your heart contented in Christ - to really believe, and keep on believing, that he will meet every need and satisfy every longing." - John Piper, Future Grace

That's where I'm at. I love to write out my thoughts, so thank you for reading! I have lots more to say, but I am cutting this post off now and plan to write more about the other changes that I mentioned earlier in this post (i.e. homeschooling and being a pastor's wife). 

But I would love to know how you fight the good fight. Leave a comment and let me know! 


Blessings!

miscellany monday {random}

One of my absolute favorite things about blogging is the ability to share with you all the awesome things I come across in cyberspace. Here are four of them.
 
1. Honest Toddler. It is probably one of the funniest blogs I have ever read. I have literally cried from laughing so hard. If you are a mom (or if you have ever spent more than a minute with a toddler) and you have a sense of humor, then check this post out. I had a hard time picking just one for those of you new to that blog. You might want to check out the other posts with your smart phone in the bathroom, because I guarantee that you will wet your pants. Don't say I didn't warn you.

2. Craftfail.com is hilarious, and this made me laugh. I like look at this website when I get disillusioned with pinterest. It's therapeutic.

3. This is so funny. No explanation needed.

source

4. And, of course, Happy Columbus Day!

i've missed you

Well, hello there. Yes, I am still alive. But.just.barely. This first trimester took me by surprise. Like knock-the-wind-out-of-me surprised. I honestly believe God grants mothers amnesia when it comes to pregnancy, giving birth, and the first three months with a newborn. Because if not, I doubt many would willingly choose to keep going through it. Oh, and just to set the record straight, this fourth was planned - he/she was not a surprise. Which for this first trimester, I have found myself asking, "what was I thinking?" Because folks, it's all coming back to me now. And although, I know it's worth it because I have 3 precious little ones to prove it, it has still been hard. These have all made their debut these past 13 weeks:

• ridiculous exhaustion that just makes me angry,
• a complete lack of motivation, almost to the point to tears
• hormonal moodiness that's just plain ugly, 
• and I'm-going-to-eat-your-arm-off-if-I-don't-get-something-to-eat-right-now hunger (my personal favorite)

Those are the familiar things from the previous 3 pregnancies. But for this fourth one we have added a new one: I-want-to-just-put-my-head-in-a-toilet-because-that-would-feel-better-than-CONSTANT-nausea-without-any-relief. I was never this sick with my previous pregnancies and I am such a baby when I'm sick. I find it very difficult to maintain a good attitude. And as a mother, my attitude dictates the entire mood of the house, which unfortunately has been pretty pathetic lately. My husband has given me a lot of grace, and I could probably allow myself some more. But with that said, I have had absolutely NO motivation and blogging got put on the bottom of the list of things I wanted to do. But today I realized I need this outlet. It's not about blogging for stats or for comments. I was reminded that I need this for my sanity. I need to process my thoughts so I can get them out of my head. I also enjoy the platform to share my heart through various articles that I come across. So here's to me diving back in. I hope you've missed me. Because I've missed you.

Quatro at 9 weeks

Ode to the Cashier Girl and a DIY project

Dear Hobby Lobby Cashier-Girl,
          I was pleasantly surprised this afternoon by your kindness. I have shopped at this particular Hobby Lobby for over 10 years, and I used to dread checking out when I was finished shopping. You see, there used to be a woman at register #1, where you were at today, that absolutely hated life. She was bitter, moody, never complimented my kids (she was obviously blind, because come on, everyone knows they're precious; maybe she could make a really wicked pie though), and was generally a disgruntled woman. I am not very confrontational, but she would bring out the "excuse-me-I-will-not-have-that-attitude" in me every single time. She was the only one that could do returns and it seemed like she took it personally, like I was inconveniencing her and acted as though I shouldn't be asking her to do her job. She would huff and puff, and literally talk to herself under her breath. She made me grit my teeth and in my head sing "Be patient, be patient with everyone. Be patient with everyone First Thessalonians 5 verse 14" (one of the kids songs that they LOVE and sing all the time). 
But you were there today at register #1 and I was so happy to see your smiling face. You struck up conversation. You smiled and waved at my girls. And you asked me what I was going to be making with all the things I was buying. That's a fantastic question for a craft store employee, by the way. When I proceeded to tell you that I was buying a decorative knob for our re-purposed hutch, ribbon for a gift I was making a girlfriend and fabric for a project I have for our living room, you were genuinely interested. You complimented the fabric and said it was very soothing. And I told you "thank you" because I was going for something subtle and was hoping it wasn't too bold. And then you told me to take a picture so that you could see it when I was done. I about laughed out loud at that one. I almost told you, "well, in fact, I will probably post it on my blog because I'm a total freak, and then hopefully pin it to pinterest. Are you on pinterest? You should be, if you're not already. It's awesome, inspiring and a total waste of time." But all of that stayed in my head. I just smiled and nodded and told you, "I might just have to do that. Thank you so much. Have a great day!" So, thank you Hobby-Lobby-cashier-girl. You made my time there so lovely and I look forward to not getting harassed if I have to return something or for even asking a question. And in honor of you, here are the pictures from one of those projects.

 

back in the saddle

Over two weeks. I do believe this has been the longest hiatus I have taken from the blog in almost a year. I am not sure why I haven't wanted to blog, maybe it's because I have had a hard time knowing where to begin. 

But first things first, Happy Columbus Day. Here's a card from me to you.

The big 10 year anniversary Road Trip was perfect in every way, and I have wanted to write about that, but feel a bit overwhelmed at the prospect. We saw a lot, we did a lot and meant some really interesting people. I have some funny stories that I want to share, so I am slowing getting it in writing. The trip ended up being a pickers trip as well and I can't wait to share with you some of the fantastic pieces we found.

I am reading several good books and am wanting to blog through one in particular, Give Them Grace: Dazzling Your Kids With the Love of Jesus. I had it in my Amazon shopping cart to buy, when I got an email from my friend Kara over at The Chuppies, that I had actually won it in a giveaway. I was stoked and so thankful for the timing! It has been so good and so challenging and I am reading through it slowly because I want the truth of what they say to sink in down deep. 

I have Reed's second birthday party pics still to put on here because goodness knows they're not going in a scrapbook anytime soon... or ever. Here is one of him and I before the festivities began.

I kept Saige out of school when we got back on Monday and we took a trip to a farm with some friends and celebrated Fall the right way - feeding cows, riding ponies, jumping in bails of hay and coming home with sneezing, runny noses and watery eyes. Oh, the joys of hay and the fall season. The cooler weather has made it bearable

And lastly, it rained yesterday. Big buckets of God's blessing poured down from the sky and soaked our parched, dry, pathetic Texas land. It was glorious! And the girls enjoyed it to the fullest. We still had church to go that evening, but it was definitely worth celebrating. Amen?

I am glad to be home. Home with the ones I love. And as cliche as it sounds I think I'm back in the saddle again.

Happy Monday!

 

Top 5 posts from August

In honor of Labor Day, I thought I would share the popular labors of love from last month. Here are the top 5 posts from August, based on the number of clickety-clicks. 

it came and went 

 an actual DIY post

 


Everyday Talk

 


i'm on a roll, people - another DIY post

The post about my mirror was actually featured on Marcie's blog - Don't Waste Your Homemaking. Go check it out!

miscellany monday (8/15)

Happy Labor Day!

friday favorites {links}

My favorite links as of late:

• This is simply a fantastic way of looking at emails. An email charter, if you will.
• "We're drowning in email. And the many hours we spend on it are generating even more work for our friends and colleagues. We can reverse this spiral only by mutual agreement. Hence this Charter..."

• A beautiful letter written by John Piper to an insecure teenager. 
• "Introspection must give way to amazement at glory. When it does, becoming happens." Such wonderful wisdom to share with young people, ... or yourself, ... or myself! 

• Tim Challies talks here about the basis of a Christian's assurance of salvation.
• "I trust that you have come to see that our assurance of salvation must not rest in our sincerity or in anything we have done. Rather, our assurance rests entirely in the character of God, the promises of God and the completed work of Jesus Christ. We can have assurance and I pray that both you and I will find and experience it to God’s glory."

• Russell Moore wrote a letter to an unborn child that is eloquent, beautiful and brimming with truth.
• "My prayer for you is that you see how fervently you are loved. Your birth-mother loved you, or you wouldn’t be here to read this. Your parents love you, and always will, no matter what. Even more importantly, the God who formed you loves you enough to show you in your own life a picture of what he wants for all of us: to be adopted, for life, into his family."

• I found this post on Femina VERY interesting. 
• I agreed with it, but I didn't think I would at first. Definitely made me think. And made me appreciate the tool that this blog has become for me.
• And here is part 2, because it got quite a response.

• Finally, now that I got a new camera, I have found these tips particularly helpful.

Happy Friday, y'all! 

We are headed to the beach for a little R&R!

I have a confession ...

Hello, my name is Cheryl and I'm a blogaholic.

(This is the part where y'all clap and say, "Welcome, Cheryl")

My husband and I had an interesting conversation the other night. We were fortunate enough to have an impromptu date, so after dropping the kids off at his parents' house, we went to our favorite local Mexican restaurant. Good salsa, good atmosphere and good fajitas. And GREAT people watching. Every time we go, I feel like we are in an episode of The Real Housewives, minus the cat fighting, although that would be pretty awesome and I would be sure to record it on my phone. There are always middle-aged women dressed to the nines, drinking margaritas and flirting away with all the men at the bar. It's strange really, because we are in the burbs. Not a big city where people gather after working at the office. So I have come to believe, if you are at least 45 and like to party like you're still in college, it's definitely the place to be seen in our town.
Anyways, Patrick and I got to talking about my blog. And he delicately informed me, after a little prodding, that I may a bit consumed with blogging. He told me that he is glad I have found something I enjoy, a way to get all my thoughts out, use my gift of encouragement, and to have a place to just record my life as a mother. But with that being said, he told me he thought I was becoming a bit obsessive. Ugh.
At first, I wanted to defend myself. And defend all my readers and say that my blog is what gets you up in the morning. Because it does, right? I kid. I kid. I'm not that crazy.
But after I clarified that he still believed I needed to keep blogging and that he encouraged me to, I let my guard down. Because in my heart, I knew he was right. 
I know that I have a hard time with balance. I have a hard time not going full throttle when I get excited about something. And since I really just started blogging in January, I am realizing that I need to slow down and find some balance. I am really good at starting things but horrible at finishing them. I have been making this blog an unnecessary priority in my life. And frankly, if I'm not inspired, if I'm not reading anything that challenges me and strengthens my faith in Christ, then I am definitely not going to be inspired to write anything authentic. When I am in His Word and reading good books by great authors, I can't help but write. But I have let a lot of well-intentioned blog hopping distract me. I haven't really been reading as much as I have been skimming. I have placed these ridiculous expectations on myself  by subscribing to a bunch of blogs and frankly, it's quite embarrassing that I struggle this much with balance. 
It was really difficult to even write this and hit publish because I feel like such a hypocrite and I don't want people to judge me, and blah, blah, blah. But since I have clearly stated in previous posts, that I want to keep it real on my blog, there you go, this is me keepin' it real, y'all. (If you relate at all to what I am saying then I recommend this on Tim Challies blog. It's pretty helpful).
So. I am picking up some books and limiting my time in blogland. I am remembering why I love to blog in the first place - and that is to process the things the Lord is teaching me.

I am reading A Praying Life: Connecting with God in a Distracting World, by Paul E. Miller and so far it has been really good. It's easy to read, very approachable and very honest about how praying is difficult. So far I am just on Chapter 3 but I am looking forward to blogging about this book. Here is a quote from Chapter 1:
"Praying exposes how self-preoccupied we are and uncovers our doubts. It was easier on our faith not to pray. After only a few minutes, our prayer is in shambles. Barely out of the starting gate, we collapse on the sidelines—cynical, guilty, and hopeless." 


How do you remained balanced with blogging?

~cheryl~





And linking up with Lora

31 Days To Clean

Today I found a give-away on the Raising Homemakers FaceBook page for a FREE copy of the e-book, 31 Days to Clean- Having a Martha House the Mary Way, by Sarah Mae. 


If you blog about it before the end of the day, you get a FREE copy to download.

This is what is on the website about the premise of the book:

I am not a natural when it comes to cleaning. In fact, sometimes I think my DNA is allergic to it! However, I know that if I am to care for my home, and more importantly my family, I need to persevere in creating a clean, peaceful home environment (not a perfect one!).

31 Days to Clean is about the “why” and the vision and the heart for taking care of our domains. Each day I encourage you with some thoughts and ideas, and then we put those ideas to action.

After each days reading, you will be given two challenges:

The Mary Challenge — Something you do that encourages/engages your heart

The Martha Challenge – Specific cleaning tasks

Friends, 31 Days to Clean is a faith journey towards ruling, subduing, and loving. We are forgoing perfection; we are choosing life.

I have been doing a lot of cleaning and purging this last month. And I am totally in the mindset of simplifying, so I am looking forward to hearing her tips on both practical and spiritual ways to creating a peaceful home. Please join me if you're interested.

~cheryl~

What's Your Point Wednesday?

Yes. I recognize that it is not Wednesday. But I have this amazing friend who started doing this on her blog. And well, truth be told, I want to be just like her. So in true Jamie fashion, I am a day late as well, but that's not going to stop me. So here is my first edition of WYPW (see what I just did there - that is revolutionary).

The day after I posted that I am going to train for a marathon, my dad asked if he could check my head for fever, just to make sure I was feeling okay. Thanks for the vote of confidence, Dad.  ;)
I also saw that this guy won the Boston Marathon with a time of 2:03:02 — that is a 4:42 min/mile pace. That is absolutely incredible! Patrick said that if he could run a marathon that fast, for the Ironman, he could doggie paddle the entire swim, jump on a beach cruiser for the bike portion, eat a pizza and still win the race with a run like that. Absolutely amazing. Congratulations, Geoffrey Mutai!

Cj Gunther/European Pressphoto Agency

While I welcome with open arms, the discipline that training for a marathon will provide, I have clenched fists when it comes to the humidity that is upon us. I went for a run yesterday and it was so stinkin hot. I was pushing my 28 pound, 19 month old in a jogging stroller. And it made it even hotter. This is only April, people, and that is just a taste of what is to come.

Next time I run with Reed, I am going to strip him down and not allow him to have anything he can throw out of the stroller. Once again, I was blindsided by the third child and had forgotten what it was like to have a toddler throw EVERYTHING on the ground. And when you're hot and gasping for air and thinking to yourself, "will I ever be able to do a marathon?" — the LAST thing you want to do is keep bending down to pick up shoes, snack trap lids, and sippy cups. I assure you, it is quite frustrating.

I cannot, for the life of me, get into cooking shows and the Food Network. There I said it.

But I have a few shows that I would like to confess that Patrick and I like to watch together. Brace yourselves — Ultimate Fighter, American Idol, Lie To Me, Top Shot and Justified. I just realized that I am a total CLOSET REDNECK.

Timothy Olyphant

I absolutely love Justified. And who doesn't love Timothy Olyphant as Danny Cordray, the Dundler Mifflan client stealer and ex-boyfriend of Pam?  But seriously, I am so intrigued by the Appalachian Mountain culture that the show depicts. The acting is great, the story line is excellent, and I am absolutely certain I lost a few readers over this confession.

Does anyone watch American Idol? I think James, Casey or Lauren could win it all. I'm not sure who my favorite is, but I am ready for Jacob to go home.

I visited my local Wal-Mart again today. We usually shop at the HEB but every now and then I just get this odd desire to pack up all 3 kids and go. This Wallyworld actually carries quite a few organic and healthy snacks that we eat and they are considerably cheaper so I always stock up. And it has to be THE BEST place to people watch. I always come away with a grin. Not a judgmental grin. Just a grin brought on by seeing the eccentric and unexpected.
Maybe it's the redneck in me that is drawn to that place...

Happy WYPW, y'all!


~cheryl~

I was featured on Annie Blogs (and the winners announced)

That's right, people.
Pure awesomeness.
Take a look.
There I am in the comment section that she is talking about.

An excerpt from Annie Blogs, posted on March 31st
. . . . . . .
"Also- my amazing blogboss Lauren has made it possible for me to respond to comments INSIDE the comments section [you can do it too]. So you can look there to hear from me- should be better than my inbox backing up like Atlanta traffic and you thinking I hate you because I haven’t responded to you in days weeks. It’ll look like this:

It gives you a little face smash, but no biggie. It’s like a massage- it may hurt at first, but it’s going to feel great in the long run. Anyways, so look there to hear from me [and other bloggites that hang here] after you leave a comment."

. . . . . . .

Pretty awesome, huh? Totally winning. (I told you I would never tire of him).

If you don't believe that I was actually on Annie Blogs and that I am not 2 legit to quit, then check it out for yourself, here. 
And if you do, please leave me a comment telling me what's ironic about my absolute awesomeness. 


Drum Roll Please . . .

Now I know you have all been waiting with baited breath for this announcement. I am not official enough to have a random integer number winner thingy so I used the next best thing:

Aren't they adorable?

I had Saige close her eyes and pick the winner for the book. 

The winners from Monday's giveaway are:

• Leap Frog table (only 1 entry) - Sarah over at The Williams Family
• The adorable Gymboree Tutu (only 1 entry) - Gina over at The Helms Family
• One Thousand Gifts - Mitzi

Please email me (found in my profile) with your address so that I can mail you your prize!

I still have several items that I will be giving away from my recent toy purging day, so check back if you're interested!


~cheryl~

Wit: mental sharpness

Have you seen this over at Abraham Piper's blog, 22 words? 

It's pretty awesome.

Do you think that is Charlie Sheen's problem? 

You be the judge.

(p.s. I will never tire of these quotes)

“Winning, anyone? Rhymes with winning. Anyone? Yeah, that would be us. Sorry, man, didn’t make the rules. Oops!”

"You can’t process me with a normal brain."

"Winning."

"I am on a drug, it's called Charlie Sheen. It's not available because if you try it you will die."

"Can't is the cancer of happening."

"I’m an F-18, bro.”

"Winning."

“I am battle-tested bayonets, bro.”

“If you borrowed my brain for five seconds, you’d be like, ‘Dude! Can’t handle it..."

"I'm bi-winning."

"Clearly I have defeated this earthworm with my words -- imagine what I would have done with my fire breathing fists."

What is your favorite quote from the rock star from Mars?

~cheryl~