Today marks the end of NaBloPoMo, thank goodness! I am free, almost free! Seems I'm all about freedom these days, but I digress. Here's what NaBloPoMo has taught me (or reinforced about myself):
1. I'm a sucker for a challenge. I don't like backing down, I don't like quitting, and I will take part just to prove I can.
2. I hate feeling like I HAVE to write things. The random blabbings must stop!
3. Though full of interest at first, I stalled out part of the way I think, and could think of nothing, absolutely nothing, to write about.
4. Lisa is evil and so are her challenges
5. If I had more things happen in my day, there would be more to write about.
6. I live a very easy laid back life, far from exciting adventures others have blogged about.
7. I have misplaced all creative thought, but am hoping it will return in December.
8. Did I mention I'm a sucker for challenges?!?!
9. I have no funny antics to share since we don't have kids, and didn't feel right telling about other people's kids. Andy can only be a muse for so long, he's very laid back and uneventful like me.
10. I write lists when I have nothing else to blog about, just so I will have blogged for the day.
Nov 30, 2006
Nov 29, 2006
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, and I have a bad attitude
Today I was pondering what I will be getting for my loved ones. I wish there was more in the bank to get more loved ones a little something, but that's just not the case. Anyway, as I was writing down my list (a small one mind you), I began thinking how sick of it I already am. We reduce Christmas to a commercialized, materialistic ritual, regardless of how much we say we will spend less and focus more on the real reason behind the season. I am tired of figuring out what to get everyone when there are so many who are truly in need of things, like clothes, shelther, and food. Basic needs that need to be met, and I wonder what kind of shirt to get someone who already has a closet full.
My mom was telling me she's trying to figure out what to get her students. She teaches 3rd grade at a school full of kids who come from low income families. I would venture to say many of them come from single family homes, and could use some basic need items. They won't be getting a stocking full of toys or anything like that. After our discussion, I decided I'll be buying some items to send to her for her students. In fact, that may take the place of any present I would have Andy buy for me. It would certainly be more useful, and probably more appreciated (not that I don't totally appreciate anything Andy does for me mind you). But, it would put so many things into better perspective for me and in my heart
I guess there's no such thing in altruistic behavior since this act would be making me feel good. I can't win I tell you!!!!!!!
My mom was telling me she's trying to figure out what to get her students. She teaches 3rd grade at a school full of kids who come from low income families. I would venture to say many of them come from single family homes, and could use some basic need items. They won't be getting a stocking full of toys or anything like that. After our discussion, I decided I'll be buying some items to send to her for her students. In fact, that may take the place of any present I would have Andy buy for me. It would certainly be more useful, and probably more appreciated (not that I don't totally appreciate anything Andy does for me mind you). But, it would put so many things into better perspective for me and in my heart
I guess there's no such thing in altruistic behavior since this act would be making me feel good. I can't win I tell you!!!!!!!
Nov 28, 2006
Oh that burns me
A friend of mine is "going through some things." Mainly, her father is a creep, and has been for the majority of her life, and he won't own up to anything. Her mom, unfortunately, passed away this past spring, no more moderator between the two. The way he makes my friend feel kills me, it burns me to my core that a father could do the things he's done to HIS OWN CHILD. Why in the world??? Why have a child if you will not care for it, respect his/her life, or love unconditionally? WHY WHY WHY? So maybe you are messed up, fine, don't procreate in order to mess up a totally innocent human being! I came across this article about abuse. I was looking for more, but then I would have forgotten all about this blog, and I have NaBloPoMo to consider.
I hate that my friend has to go through this, has been forced to tell her father he's no longer welcome in her home, nor anywhere near her. I hate that he makes her feel small and insignificant, and sometimes like it's most unfortunate she survived cancer, like the person she has become is not good enough (and it is so not true!). I hate that he can't say I'm sorry, please forgive me, or I have acted like a complete jerk, and have not been the type of father I should have been, and maybe, just maybe, your brother's suicide had something to do with how I treated him. I hate that there is so much she has to deal with, and he makes the load heavier.
Finally, I hate the fact that anyone has to know what any of that kind of stuff is like because I have been blessed with one incredible man as my father.
I do love that she's a fighter, unwilling and unyielding to the junk. She's striving and running after God with fierceness, and I love it. I love that she's married to a great guy who allows her to be crazy, and wild, and freak out, but all the while gives her a safe place to do it. I love that she wants to do what will make God happy, and asks for second (and sometimes third) opinions on matters. I love how God has used all the junk in her life and is creating someone who is extraordinarily beautiful inside and out. I love her, and her strength through all of this. She's incredible.
I hate that my friend has to go through this, has been forced to tell her father he's no longer welcome in her home, nor anywhere near her. I hate that he makes her feel small and insignificant, and sometimes like it's most unfortunate she survived cancer, like the person she has become is not good enough (and it is so not true!). I hate that he can't say I'm sorry, please forgive me, or I have acted like a complete jerk, and have not been the type of father I should have been, and maybe, just maybe, your brother's suicide had something to do with how I treated him. I hate that there is so much she has to deal with, and he makes the load heavier.
Finally, I hate the fact that anyone has to know what any of that kind of stuff is like because I have been blessed with one incredible man as my father.
I do love that she's a fighter, unwilling and unyielding to the junk. She's striving and running after God with fierceness, and I love it. I love that she's married to a great guy who allows her to be crazy, and wild, and freak out, but all the while gives her a safe place to do it. I love that she wants to do what will make God happy, and asks for second (and sometimes third) opinions on matters. I love how God has used all the junk in her life and is creating someone who is extraordinarily beautiful inside and out. I love her, and her strength through all of this. She's incredible.
Nov 27, 2006
Being together makes a difference
In a picture I used of Andy and I together, this is who it said we looked like:
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Lion King
Last night, Andy and I headed out for our date to see "The Lion King." It is, by far, the most amazing production I have ever seen. I looked at Andy towards the end and told him I was getting sad because I knew it was coming to an end. That's how good it was.
From beginning to end, I was completely captivated by everything that was happening. The costumes alone are extraordinary. After seeing it all in person, it's no wonder that Julie Taymor (director and designer) won a Tony award for her work. Between the use of african masks, bunraku puppetry, shadow puppetry, and set design & lighting, it is the most extraordinary show I have seen.
Andy and I purchased the tickets on our anniversary, in July. I do believe that was one great decision we made, to celebrate, almost 5 months later, with a phenomenal musical.
From beginning to end, I was completely captivated by everything that was happening. The costumes alone are extraordinary. After seeing it all in person, it's no wonder that Julie Taymor (director and designer) won a Tony award for her work. Between the use of african masks, bunraku puppetry, shadow puppetry, and set design & lighting, it is the most extraordinary show I have seen.
Andy and I purchased the tickets on our anniversary, in July. I do believe that was one great decision we made, to celebrate, almost 5 months later, with a phenomenal musical.
Nov 26, 2006
Human?
Slowly but surely, I am beginning to feel human again. I am not 100% yet, but I'm getting there. Praise the Lord for medicine! Plus, I've been drinking a gallon of water or more each day, which helps. Last night, I finally slept the entire night (happiness). At last count, I have used 6 boxes of kleenexes too, and I wonder why my nose now hurts!
Tonight we are off to see the Lion King so I plan on resting all day and hopefully, I won't be blowing my nose and coughing throughout the entire production (if I do, I'm sure those around me will the thrilled). Still, it's nice to be feeling a bit better.
Tonight we are off to see the Lion King so I plan on resting all day and hopefully, I won't be blowing my nose and coughing throughout the entire production (if I do, I'm sure those around me will the thrilled). Still, it's nice to be feeling a bit better.
Nov 25, 2006
Breathing...it would be nice to do
Though I do feel a bit better today, my head is completely stopped up now. So, the SARS has moved from my chest to my head. Really, I would love to be able to breathe again. Demanding I know, but it would be nice.
More than anything, I wish I could sleep through the night (Andy would sleep better too). I woke up with an incredible coughing fit at 1am, it was fabulous, really. Plus, I can't breathe, which makes everything more difficult. It's such a beautiful day out too, and I am stuck in this house, unable to breathe, praying the medicine does a good old "one two punch" on this crap!
More than anything, I wish I could sleep through the night (Andy would sleep better too). I woke up with an incredible coughing fit at 1am, it was fabulous, really. Plus, I can't breathe, which makes everything more difficult. It's such a beautiful day out too, and I am stuck in this house, unable to breathe, praying the medicine does a good old "one two punch" on this crap!
Nov 24, 2006
Drugs Please
Well, rather than be miserable for an entire trip and risk getting others sick, Andy and I stayed home yesterday. Now, don't be jealous at this next part, but, we went and ate at Golden Corral. Oh yes, you read that right. And I know you are now seething with jealousy. It was good enough, and I didn't eat much anyway thanks to my "SARS".
This morning, my dear husband took me to a walk-in clinic. The doctor looked at me oddly when i actually requested a shot. My exact phrase was, "I want a shot and any and all drugs you have to get rid of this." So, hopefully by tomorrow I will be feeling better than I have all week. We'll see. Until then, Andy is making a great nurse!
This morning, my dear husband took me to a walk-in clinic. The doctor looked at me oddly when i actually requested a shot. My exact phrase was, "I want a shot and any and all drugs you have to get rid of this." So, hopefully by tomorrow I will be feeling better than I have all week. We'll see. Until then, Andy is making a great nurse!
Nov 23, 2006
Thanksgiving
It's not quite 6am, Thanksgiving morning, and my sore throat has woken me up. I figured while I was already awake, I would post for today. We are heading to Indiana to spend Thanksgiving with my aunt and cousins, as we do every year since we have been married. Only this year I'm worried I'm going to infect my cousins' children with whatever it is I have. Oh how they would love me.
At any rate, I'm thankful for more than I care to type about right now. So I will sum it up like this: I am thankful for every moment, of every day, of my 31 years of life.
At any rate, I'm thankful for more than I care to type about right now. So I will sum it up like this: I am thankful for every moment, of every day, of my 31 years of life.
Nov 22, 2006
Ode to the girls of Gilmore
Every Tuesday evening, you will find me watching, most intently, the weekly episode of The Gilmore Girls. I love this show. In fact, there are others who agree, for instance:
ginger said...
Dude! Tuesday is Glimore Night followed by Veronica Mars!!! Tuesday is the night I most look forward to because the tradition at my house is to order some sort of take-out (usually chinese or pizza), have some sort of junk food readily available (pop tarts, marshmallows and/or chocolate) and sit and watch Gilmore Girls. This is an incredibly girlie evening, and I am proud to say that Rich loves it, too, though it may be more about the junk food... nope it's the show!! What a guy!
I am also an insanely huge fan of Ugly Betty! I laugh outloud during that one!
5:29 AM
Jen said...
I use to watch Gilmore Girls a couple of years ago. I havent been able to get back into since. Also right now, People in El Paso can't get the CW channel. It really sucks.
I wish Israel would watch shows with me. He will watch Sex and City and he is now starting to get into Friends. I guess you could say that is progress.
6:08 PM
rich said...
I have to defend myself. Gilmore isn't that girlie. Ok, maybe it is, but it's still the smartest show on TV. Each episode has at least 4 times the dialogue of other shows. It has a million little references & jokes that fly by so it rewards you for paying attention.
And who doesn't love pizza?
above comments found here
This show makes me happy. It makes me laugh, captivates my sarcastic side, intrigues my adventurous side. To put it simply: the show ROCKS. It is different from a lot of shows out there, and full of quick wit. I love this show.
ginger said...
Dude! Tuesday is Glimore Night followed by Veronica Mars!!! Tuesday is the night I most look forward to because the tradition at my house is to order some sort of take-out (usually chinese or pizza), have some sort of junk food readily available (pop tarts, marshmallows and/or chocolate) and sit and watch Gilmore Girls. This is an incredibly girlie evening, and I am proud to say that Rich loves it, too, though it may be more about the junk food... nope it's the show!! What a guy!
I am also an insanely huge fan of Ugly Betty! I laugh outloud during that one!
5:29 AM
Jen said...
I use to watch Gilmore Girls a couple of years ago. I havent been able to get back into since. Also right now, People in El Paso can't get the CW channel. It really sucks.
I wish Israel would watch shows with me. He will watch Sex and City and he is now starting to get into Friends. I guess you could say that is progress.
6:08 PM
rich said...
I have to defend myself. Gilmore isn't that girlie. Ok, maybe it is, but it's still the smartest show on TV. Each episode has at least 4 times the dialogue of other shows. It has a million little references & jokes that fly by so it rewards you for paying attention.
And who doesn't love pizza?
above comments found here
This show makes me happy. It makes me laugh, captivates my sarcastic side, intrigues my adventurous side. To put it simply: the show ROCKS. It is different from a lot of shows out there, and full of quick wit. I love this show.
Nov 21, 2006
MTV Cribs Jason Illian
This, I am sorry to say, is a friend of mine. He's a lunatic, but a great one.
Where have all my thoughts gone?
I promise you, before this started, I had so many great things to write about. What happened? All creative, intriguing, eloquent ideas for blogs have run away, slowly but surely, as the month has progressed. Now, I agree with my friend, this is how I feel.
Maybe it is the fact I am a sort of a rebel, mild as I may be. Like most, I don't like feeling like I have to do something. I enjoy writing based on my own free will. This month? Any and all cool ideas I may have had concerning my writing have vanished into the night, and they may never be seen again. So much for enlightening the masses....maybe next month, when there's less pressure.
Nov 20, 2006
Broke down garage
Our garage door has an attitude. The question each day, "Will it open, or will it get stuck and stop 2 feet off the ground?" It's a crap shoot everytime. Sometimes, we even have to "help" it along and push it at the point it sticks so that it will open. Remind me again why we have a garage door opener if we're having to do that? So, I just called some folks who will hopefully be able ti fix it, and for cheap. We'll see when they arrive I guess. I do hate having people come to fix things when Andy isn't around, I'm always afraid they're going to cheat me in someway because I'm a female. Not a dumb one mind you, but a female all the same. After they come to mend my constipated garage door, maybe it will open 100% of the time, and with less noise. We'll see....
Nov 19, 2006
Be encouraged
Isaiah 49:15-16:
Can a woman forget her nursing child and have no compassion on the son of her womb? Even these may forget, but I will not forget you. Behold, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands.
Be encouraged today, no matter what your situation, be it blessing or misery, God has not forgotten you.
Can a woman forget her nursing child and have no compassion on the son of her womb? Even these may forget, but I will not forget you. Behold, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands.
Be encouraged today, no matter what your situation, be it blessing or misery, God has not forgotten you.
Nov 18, 2006
Oh dear oh dear oh dear
I almost forgot about blogging today. What?!?!? How could that be? Does blogger not consume my thoughts day and night? What is this thing called "a life" that begs to interrupt my blogging? How could that be, I cannot, will not let it interfere!
There, and now my commitment to this remains:
There, and now my commitment to this remains:
Nov 17, 2006
Audio A and Mercy Me
Last night, Andy and I headed into Nashville for the Audio Adrenaline and Mercy Me concert. We got the tickets on our anniversary in July, so there we were 4 months later, celebrating part one (part two will be going to see the production of Lion King in a week) of our anniversary present. It was a great concert, and we totally enjoyed every moment of it. I even got some pictures which I'll load later today when I'm home.
I did have to laugh because Andy and I were discussing how we wished we had our ear plugs with us. We're getting old...hence the reason we forgot the ear plugs I suppose. What I don't understand is why, at concerts, the bass is so high that it makes the vocals harder to hear. Maybe it is the writer in me, but I like to be able to hear the lyrics, which hopefully only enriches the music being played. Granted, there have been other concerts where this was a big problem and it sounded like the lead singer was shouting gibberish into the microphone, but anyway. We were also down on the main floor, which may have something to do with it. Give me a seat up high where we don't have to stand up to see nor feel the need to jump on the bandwagon and jump around waving our arms in the air. Yep, I'm getting old.
Speaking of folks jumping around with their hands in the air. It cracked me up to see some young folks jumping around and attempting to dance. There was one girl in particular sitting in front of us that was just having herself a grand old time. I loved her wild abandon as the music was played, it was evident that the music was touching her deeply. However, here's my suggestion, go on to the store, ask for some rhythm, and buy it in bulk. White people sometimes embarass me with their lack of rhythm. Convulsing does not equal dancing, nor does merely gyrating the hips. Know your limits, know if it's not your gift, and don't subject the rest of us to your sorry display of movement you call dancing. (tirade's over now)
For instance, I will not get up and sing in front of people because I know I can't. I will however join in with the dancers and boogey, but only because I, unlike most light skinned people, have been given the gift of rhythm. You just have to know your giftings! (ok, tirade is really over now)
So, I'm even sleepier than usual on this wonderfully early Friday morning, but am thankful we got to go see one incredible show last night.
I did have to laugh because Andy and I were discussing how we wished we had our ear plugs with us. We're getting old...hence the reason we forgot the ear plugs I suppose. What I don't understand is why, at concerts, the bass is so high that it makes the vocals harder to hear. Maybe it is the writer in me, but I like to be able to hear the lyrics, which hopefully only enriches the music being played. Granted, there have been other concerts where this was a big problem and it sounded like the lead singer was shouting gibberish into the microphone, but anyway. We were also down on the main floor, which may have something to do with it. Give me a seat up high where we don't have to stand up to see nor feel the need to jump on the bandwagon and jump around waving our arms in the air. Yep, I'm getting old.
Speaking of folks jumping around with their hands in the air. It cracked me up to see some young folks jumping around and attempting to dance. There was one girl in particular sitting in front of us that was just having herself a grand old time. I loved her wild abandon as the music was played, it was evident that the music was touching her deeply. However, here's my suggestion, go on to the store, ask for some rhythm, and buy it in bulk. White people sometimes embarass me with their lack of rhythm. Convulsing does not equal dancing, nor does merely gyrating the hips. Know your limits, know if it's not your gift, and don't subject the rest of us to your sorry display of movement you call dancing. (tirade's over now)
For instance, I will not get up and sing in front of people because I know I can't. I will however join in with the dancers and boogey, but only because I, unlike most light skinned people, have been given the gift of rhythm. You just have to know your giftings! (ok, tirade is really over now)
So, I'm even sleepier than usual on this wonderfully early Friday morning, but am thankful we got to go see one incredible show last night.
Nov 16, 2006
Another rainy day
It's raining...again, today. What fun. Hopefully it will clear out soon. I enjoy the rain, don't get me wrong, but when I have to drive in it, no thanks. And when it's dark and raining? Oh man, that's just a whole other story altogether. Ick ick ick. But, so it goes. Get out the oars, it's almost time to head home!
As many of you know (since I have written about it before, I just can't find the exact blog, or I would link it), I have the habit of "adopting" folks into my family. Everyone becomes a brother, sister, aunt, whatever. I have always wanted a brother, so it's common for me to find "brothers" wherever I am. Well, this morning, one of my fellow trainers said, "Michelle, she's like an older sister." (Mind you, this was after he almost knocked me flat on my hiney, but that's a whole other funny story). But anyway, my point being, someone else gets it! HOORAY! Strangely, it just made me smile, then I laughed, then I threatened to knock him out for almost killing me. See? Just like siblings. But, don't worry Toby, you are still the top little brother of the list.
As many of you know (since I have written about it before, I just can't find the exact blog, or I would link it), I have the habit of "adopting" folks into my family. Everyone becomes a brother, sister, aunt, whatever. I have always wanted a brother, so it's common for me to find "brothers" wherever I am. Well, this morning, one of my fellow trainers said, "Michelle, she's like an older sister." (Mind you, this was after he almost knocked me flat on my hiney, but that's a whole other funny story). But anyway, my point being, someone else gets it! HOORAY! Strangely, it just made me smile, then I laughed, then I threatened to knock him out for almost killing me. See? Just like siblings. But, don't worry Toby, you are still the top little brother of the list.
Nov 15, 2006
writing and a weird dream
I was just viewing this blog written by my friend Lisa. I love it! And, I identify with it. I have journals of journals, notebooks of poetry and lyrics (that no one will ever see), and who knows how many blogs now. Writing allows me free flowing thought, without the interruptions of someone else which would result in my train of thought being broken. Part of why I like to write is because people are such poor listeners (me included). As someone else is talking, I begin formulating my response rather than truly focusing in on what is being said. In fact, I remember that discussion in a few of my psychology classes, how to really listen. We discussed reflective listening and all that jazz, but how often do we put it into practice?
Recently, I have begun telling myself to stop gathering my "profound" response to what is being said so that I can hear the person who is speaking rather than my own voice. I have found I say less (shocking, I know), but am listening better. I enjoy it actually. My amazing thoughts slip my mind, but I become engaged in the other person, and I love it.
Writing? Well, I don't have to worry about whether or not I'm being listened to, though wondering if folks really understand what I am trying to say may be an issue. The joy of dealing with people, my presentation may not equal their interpretation. And so it goes, but that's what makes it such a great adventure. Regardless, I love writing, I love the creativity, the fun, the silliness, the wild abandon (or something like that).
On to the dream I had last night. In my dream, I was sitting around a table with other folks whom I do not know. It was a classroom type setting, and some big, bearded man was the "teacher". He was going on about how he couldn't believe there was a hell, there was only Heaven. On and on he went, saying God couldn't possibly allow for something like that if He is supposed to be merciful. Well, taking a deep breath and sensing the reaction I would receive, I said, "I think it's ridiculous to believe there is a Heaven but no Hell. There's no balance in that. There's right and wrong, black and white, it's a balance. If there are no repercussions, then who cares? Why bother living out faith, much less simply believing in God, if we are, by your terms, all going to Heaven anyway? It's ridiculous." As expected, the teacher man told me I was a fool and all kinds of things like that, then said, "And why are you sitting like that?" (I was slumped comfortably in my chair rather than sitting up straight). I wondered why he would comment on my posture, it was unneeded, then I turned to my friend, Toby, and said, "I knew that was going to happen, he doesn't get it."
As I was watching Today, I remembered the dream. It was strange, but so many folks seem to think God is more like a fairy godmother rather than the creator of the world and the one who will return for his own. He is a warrior, he is just, and He will come back for His people.
And now, many more thoughts are racing through my head, but I will wait for another time to share them.
Recently, I have begun telling myself to stop gathering my "profound" response to what is being said so that I can hear the person who is speaking rather than my own voice. I have found I say less (shocking, I know), but am listening better. I enjoy it actually. My amazing thoughts slip my mind, but I become engaged in the other person, and I love it.
Writing? Well, I don't have to worry about whether or not I'm being listened to, though wondering if folks really understand what I am trying to say may be an issue. The joy of dealing with people, my presentation may not equal their interpretation. And so it goes, but that's what makes it such a great adventure. Regardless, I love writing, I love the creativity, the fun, the silliness, the wild abandon (or something like that).
On to the dream I had last night. In my dream, I was sitting around a table with other folks whom I do not know. It was a classroom type setting, and some big, bearded man was the "teacher". He was going on about how he couldn't believe there was a hell, there was only Heaven. On and on he went, saying God couldn't possibly allow for something like that if He is supposed to be merciful. Well, taking a deep breath and sensing the reaction I would receive, I said, "I think it's ridiculous to believe there is a Heaven but no Hell. There's no balance in that. There's right and wrong, black and white, it's a balance. If there are no repercussions, then who cares? Why bother living out faith, much less simply believing in God, if we are, by your terms, all going to Heaven anyway? It's ridiculous." As expected, the teacher man told me I was a fool and all kinds of things like that, then said, "And why are you sitting like that?" (I was slumped comfortably in my chair rather than sitting up straight). I wondered why he would comment on my posture, it was unneeded, then I turned to my friend, Toby, and said, "I knew that was going to happen, he doesn't get it."
As I was watching Today, I remembered the dream. It was strange, but so many folks seem to think God is more like a fairy godmother rather than the creator of the world and the one who will return for his own. He is a warrior, he is just, and He will come back for His people.
And now, many more thoughts are racing through my head, but I will wait for another time to share them.
Nov 14, 2006
OUCH!
This morning on the radio, this verse was read:
1 Corinthians 4:5:
5Therefore judge nothing before the appointed time; wait till the Lord comes. He will bring to light what is hidden in darkness and will expose the motives of men's hearts. At that time each will receive his praise from God.
As I was driving into work and heard this, I was stuck on the "expose the motives of men's hearts" portion of the scripture. I already felt the ouch of that one and I am not face to face with God right now. I dread that because I know my motives are not always pure, right, or selfless. In fact, it would be easier to speak of the times that they were not any of those things, and it would take up a lot less space. I thought of all the times I would have just assumed received the recognition, gotten the praise, been told I was right, wonderful, or whatever else. I started repenting right then, but then I became so overwhelmed with the long list of things that came to my mind, I simply said, "God, just have mercy on me, and be gentle on that day because I know it ain't gonna be pretty."
All day this verse has been going through my head, and all day I have been thinking how horrible my motives are 99% or the time. I have a long way to go on this road to become more like Jesus, that is for sure.
1 Corinthians 4:5:
5Therefore judge nothing before the appointed time; wait till the Lord comes. He will bring to light what is hidden in darkness and will expose the motives of men's hearts. At that time each will receive his praise from God.
As I was driving into work and heard this, I was stuck on the "expose the motives of men's hearts" portion of the scripture. I already felt the ouch of that one and I am not face to face with God right now. I dread that because I know my motives are not always pure, right, or selfless. In fact, it would be easier to speak of the times that they were not any of those things, and it would take up a lot less space. I thought of all the times I would have just assumed received the recognition, gotten the praise, been told I was right, wonderful, or whatever else. I started repenting right then, but then I became so overwhelmed with the long list of things that came to my mind, I simply said, "God, just have mercy on me, and be gentle on that day because I know it ain't gonna be pretty."
All day this verse has been going through my head, and all day I have been thinking how horrible my motives are 99% or the time. I have a long way to go on this road to become more like Jesus, that is for sure.
Nov 13, 2006
Foggy Morning
It's nice and foggy out, and cold. But, that didn't stop me from going out for a run this morning. Aside from the cold air assaulting my lungs, it was nice to get out. I fully enjoy running outside a million times more than on a treadmill. It's just how I'm wired, I like to actually get somewhere. Oddly enough, I have been missing running. I guess today was my re-entry into an activity I love to hate.
Nov 12, 2006
Titans
Today, Andy and I were spoiled rotten, thanks to one of my bosses. Jeff has a box at for the Titans games, and we were asked to go. There is nothing like watching a professional game from the comforts of a box. It was fantastic. I have some pics of the fun festivities, but, wouldn't you know it, blogger and I are not seeing eye to eye when it comes to uploading them. I'll try again later. It was nice to be spoiled today though, and to spend it with a fun group of folks!
Nov 11, 2006
Obedience and love
Genesis 22
The Offering of Isaac
1Now it came about after these things, that (A)God tested Abraham, and said to him, "(B)Abraham!" And he said, "Here I am."
2He said, "Take now (C)your son, your only son, whom you love, Isaac, and go to the land of (D)Moriah, and offer him there as a (E)burnt offering on one of the mountains of which I will tell you."
3So Abraham rose early in the morning and saddled his donkey, and took two of his young men with him and Isaac his son; and he split wood for the burnt offering, and arose and went to the place of which God had told him.
4On the third day Abraham raised his eyes and saw the place from a distance.
5Abraham said to his young men, "Stay here with the donkey, and I and the lad will go over there; and we will worship and return to you."
6Abraham took the wood of the burnt offering and (F)laid it on Isaac his son, and he took in his hand the fire and the knife. So the two of them walked on together.
7Isaac spoke to Abraham his father and said, "My father!" And he said, "Here I am, my son." And he said, "Behold, the fire and the wood, but where is the (G)lamb for the burnt offering?"
8Abraham said, "God will provide for Himself the lamb for the burnt offering, my son." So the two of them walked on together.
9Then they came to (H)the place of which God had told him; and Abraham built (I)the altar there and arranged the wood, and bound his son Isaac and (J)laid him on the altar, on top of the wood.
10Abraham stretched out his hand and took the knife to slay his son.
11But (K)the angel of the LORD called to him from heaven and said, "Abraham, Abraham!" And he said, "Here I am."
12He said, "Do not stretch out your hand against the lad, and do nothing to him; for now (L)I know that you fear God, since you have not withheld (M)your son, your only son, from Me."
13Then Abraham raised his eyes and looked, and behold, behind him a ram caught in the thicket by his horns; and Abraham went and took the ram and offered him up for a burnt offering in the place of his son.
14Abraham called the name of that place The LORD Will Provide, as it is said to this day, "In the mount of the LORD (N)it will be provided."
15Then the angel of the LORD called to Abraham a second time from heaven,
16and said, "(O)By Myself I have sworn, declares the LORD, because you have done this thing and have not withheld your son, your only son,
17indeed I will greatly bless you, and I will greatly (P)multiply your seed as the stars of the heavens and as (Q)the sand which is on the seashore; and (R)your seed shall possess the gate of their enemies.
18"(S)In your seed all the nations of the earth shall be blessed, because you have (T)obeyed My voice."
I love this passage of scripture. I wonder how Abraham felt to know he was going to sacrifice his own son, as God had instructed. Did he doubt what God was really doing, or did he just trust in the God whom he served? Was there any trepidation in his voice or steps as he walked to the altar with his son, or only unyielding faith?
Though I have no children, I think of how protective I am with my nieces and nephews, and friends. I would much rather go in their place than to put them on the altar. Is it that I want to do what I can to protect others or that I lack faith to trust God, even if what He says sounds absurd to me? What would I have done in Abraham's shoes? I have no idea. I would like to think I would trust in the God who created me, would trust His voice and His commands over my own desires. However, I know myself, know my selfishness and stubborness...I probably would have debated with God. I wonder how many blessings I have missed, or caused others to miss because of this throughout my life. I cannot fathom what God has for me, or for those around me, the fullness and richness of life. Rather than faithfully follow Him and listen to His word, I sometimes think I know best and essentially, cheat myself and others too. Oh to be like Abraham.
The Offering of Isaac
1Now it came about after these things, that (A)God tested Abraham, and said to him, "(B)Abraham!" And he said, "Here I am."
2He said, "Take now (C)your son, your only son, whom you love, Isaac, and go to the land of (D)Moriah, and offer him there as a (E)burnt offering on one of the mountains of which I will tell you."
3So Abraham rose early in the morning and saddled his donkey, and took two of his young men with him and Isaac his son; and he split wood for the burnt offering, and arose and went to the place of which God had told him.
4On the third day Abraham raised his eyes and saw the place from a distance.
5Abraham said to his young men, "Stay here with the donkey, and I and the lad will go over there; and we will worship and return to you."
6Abraham took the wood of the burnt offering and (F)laid it on Isaac his son, and he took in his hand the fire and the knife. So the two of them walked on together.
7Isaac spoke to Abraham his father and said, "My father!" And he said, "Here I am, my son." And he said, "Behold, the fire and the wood, but where is the (G)lamb for the burnt offering?"
8Abraham said, "God will provide for Himself the lamb for the burnt offering, my son." So the two of them walked on together.
9Then they came to (H)the place of which God had told him; and Abraham built (I)the altar there and arranged the wood, and bound his son Isaac and (J)laid him on the altar, on top of the wood.
10Abraham stretched out his hand and took the knife to slay his son.
11But (K)the angel of the LORD called to him from heaven and said, "Abraham, Abraham!" And he said, "Here I am."
12He said, "Do not stretch out your hand against the lad, and do nothing to him; for now (L)I know that you fear God, since you have not withheld (M)your son, your only son, from Me."
13Then Abraham raised his eyes and looked, and behold, behind him a ram caught in the thicket by his horns; and Abraham went and took the ram and offered him up for a burnt offering in the place of his son.
14Abraham called the name of that place The LORD Will Provide, as it is said to this day, "In the mount of the LORD (N)it will be provided."
15Then the angel of the LORD called to Abraham a second time from heaven,
16and said, "(O)By Myself I have sworn, declares the LORD, because you have done this thing and have not withheld your son, your only son,
17indeed I will greatly bless you, and I will greatly (P)multiply your seed as the stars of the heavens and as (Q)the sand which is on the seashore; and (R)your seed shall possess the gate of their enemies.
18"(S)In your seed all the nations of the earth shall be blessed, because you have (T)obeyed My voice."
I love this passage of scripture. I wonder how Abraham felt to know he was going to sacrifice his own son, as God had instructed. Did he doubt what God was really doing, or did he just trust in the God whom he served? Was there any trepidation in his voice or steps as he walked to the altar with his son, or only unyielding faith?
Though I have no children, I think of how protective I am with my nieces and nephews, and friends. I would much rather go in their place than to put them on the altar. Is it that I want to do what I can to protect others or that I lack faith to trust God, even if what He says sounds absurd to me? What would I have done in Abraham's shoes? I have no idea. I would like to think I would trust in the God who created me, would trust His voice and His commands over my own desires. However, I know myself, know my selfishness and stubborness...I probably would have debated with God. I wonder how many blessings I have missed, or caused others to miss because of this throughout my life. I cannot fathom what God has for me, or for those around me, the fullness and richness of life. Rather than faithfully follow Him and listen to His word, I sometimes think I know best and essentially, cheat myself and others too. Oh to be like Abraham.
Nov 10, 2006
How long have I been up already?
It's 6:26 am, and I have been awake for an hour and a half. I'm sure I blog about this every Friday, but really people, it's insane. I do enjoy the 5-12 shift though, much better than 12-6 on Fridays! I got here around 4:45, worked out, showerd, and was out before anyone else even considered showing up. Aaaaa....a quiet morning to myself.
Joel and Lacy seem to be surviving the studio, and even enjoying it. However, if Joel continues to ask what he can do to help, if he can get anything for us, and things like that, he might not live to see many more days. I was laughing at him last night as he paced around asking what he could do to help us clean up after dinner. I came close to punching him after I told him to "just enjoy being here!"
Why is it that we have such a hard time just accepting what others offer us? We told them from the beginning that the only thing we want them to do is make a good cd, plain and simple. We have been blessed by so many people in our lives who have allowed us to stay with them, have fed us, have just been an encouragment to us, and we had to learn how to simply say thank you, and that is all. It's nice to know people don't take the help that is offered for granted I guess, but just saying thank you pretty much covers it for me.
The party continues, and is growing as of this evening. Justin, Joel's bassist will arrive tonight. Can't wait to add to the insanity. Always fun in our house!
Joel and Lacy seem to be surviving the studio, and even enjoying it. However, if Joel continues to ask what he can do to help, if he can get anything for us, and things like that, he might not live to see many more days. I was laughing at him last night as he paced around asking what he could do to help us clean up after dinner. I came close to punching him after I told him to "just enjoy being here!"
Why is it that we have such a hard time just accepting what others offer us? We told them from the beginning that the only thing we want them to do is make a good cd, plain and simple. We have been blessed by so many people in our lives who have allowed us to stay with them, have fed us, have just been an encouragment to us, and we had to learn how to simply say thank you, and that is all. It's nice to know people don't take the help that is offered for granted I guess, but just saying thank you pretty much covers it for me.
The party continues, and is growing as of this evening. Justin, Joel's bassist will arrive tonight. Can't wait to add to the insanity. Always fun in our house!
Nov 9, 2006
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood
It's a sunny, pleasant day out. I am loving it. In fact, I am enjoying it so much, I keep making excuses to get out and enjoy it. The sun, the colors, the crisp air, it's good for the soul I tell you! As I was driving to work this morning, I noticed all the people who speed down the road (they want to be first at the red lights I think). I started wondering how much of God's creation they are missing as they rush here and rush there. I'm even more thankful for the laid back atmosphere my job provides, for having periods of time during the day to just rest, relax, take in nature, read, whatever I choose. Truly, I am blessed.
Hsving Joel and Lacy in our home is quite fun. Joel is a lunatic, and I mean that in the best way possible. His humor has the ability to brighten any day. In fact, I have never met a person who didn't like the man. He's also incredibly intelligent, which is sometimes masked by his silliness (for example he and his father decided elecronics run on smoke because if smoke comes out, the electronic device stops working). However, I know the truth. In fact, Joel and Andy together are proving to be a quite interesting and entertaining combination. It's nice to have Joel around too, he's a good friend to have in this life.
Lacy is fantastic. She's a classic beauty in every since of the word. She really is striking, and her sarcasm makes me smile. We are kindred spirits in that way. Her youth and spunk are fun to be around. She's also a talented musician and isn't afraid of learning and continuing to improve at what she does. In just the few days they have been here, it's obvious she's a hard worker and has a desire to live a life of excellence.
My next client should be arriving, so I'm going to sign off for now. I really need to get some pics of us and our house guests...they deserve a spot on the blog!
Hsving Joel and Lacy in our home is quite fun. Joel is a lunatic, and I mean that in the best way possible. His humor has the ability to brighten any day. In fact, I have never met a person who didn't like the man. He's also incredibly intelligent, which is sometimes masked by his silliness (for example he and his father decided elecronics run on smoke because if smoke comes out, the electronic device stops working). However, I know the truth. In fact, Joel and Andy together are proving to be a quite interesting and entertaining combination. It's nice to have Joel around too, he's a good friend to have in this life.
Lacy is fantastic. She's a classic beauty in every since of the word. She really is striking, and her sarcasm makes me smile. We are kindred spirits in that way. Her youth and spunk are fun to be around. She's also a talented musician and isn't afraid of learning and continuing to improve at what she does. In just the few days they have been here, it's obvious she's a hard worker and has a desire to live a life of excellence.
My next client should be arriving, so I'm going to sign off for now. I really need to get some pics of us and our house guests...they deserve a spot on the blog!
Nov 8, 2006
Why Andy is the Coolest
1. He makes me laugh so hard I cry..daily
2. For some strange reason, he thinks I'm fantastic
3. He helps raise the IQ level in the house
4. All my crazy antics and theories of life do not bother him (nor does my burping and other vulgar behavior)
5. He loves his family, and mine
6. His quick wit and goofy sense of humor are entertaining
7. He listens well and often
8. His patience and gentleness are mind boggling
9. He adores kids
10. His love for God and knowledge of God make him a good leader in our home
11. When I wanted to quit teaching, he supported it
12. He's ok with me thinking I should be a rock star (even with my void of musical talent)
13. Not only is he great at playing keyboards, he can write some amazing lyrics too
14. He likes books, loves learning, and is an excellent speaker too
15. When I am whining about missing my family, he lets me go see them
16. My madness and random OCD doesn't bother him
17. He lets me think I'm the boss
18. He always says thank you (for dinner, for cleaning, for laundry, whatever)
19. Quite easily, he's the most affirming person I know
20. Ironically, for being such an introvert, people are quite drawn to him
21. His pretty hazel eyes and sexy bald head are MINE ALL MINE
Truly, this list could go on forever. But, for now, there are just a few reasons as to why I think my husband rocks my world.
2. For some strange reason, he thinks I'm fantastic
3. He helps raise the IQ level in the house
4. All my crazy antics and theories of life do not bother him (nor does my burping and other vulgar behavior)
5. He loves his family, and mine
6. His quick wit and goofy sense of humor are entertaining
7. He listens well and often
8. His patience and gentleness are mind boggling
9. He adores kids
10. His love for God and knowledge of God make him a good leader in our home
11. When I wanted to quit teaching, he supported it
12. He's ok with me thinking I should be a rock star (even with my void of musical talent)
13. Not only is he great at playing keyboards, he can write some amazing lyrics too
14. He likes books, loves learning, and is an excellent speaker too
15. When I am whining about missing my family, he lets me go see them
16. My madness and random OCD doesn't bother him
17. He lets me think I'm the boss
18. He always says thank you (for dinner, for cleaning, for laundry, whatever)
19. Quite easily, he's the most affirming person I know
20. Ironically, for being such an introvert, people are quite drawn to him
21. His pretty hazel eyes and sexy bald head are MINE ALL MINE
Truly, this list could go on forever. But, for now, there are just a few reasons as to why I think my husband rocks my world.
Have You Ever
Thanks for this, Lisa! The same rules apply for my listing:
Here's a list of some things one might have done in his or her lifetime: the ones I've done are highlighted and I put little parenthetical notes beside some of them. It's kind of long but it's interesting--and we all know it's fun to learn new things about each other! If you decide to post this on your blog, leave a comment with a link to it!
01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain (Oh yes, that Fiery Gizzard)
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula (the joy of having an elementary school teacher for a mom)
07. Talked your way out of a ticket (late night, a friend and I, in our pajamas no less randomly driving from Dallas to Abilene and back in one night...fun)
08. Said “I love you” and meant it (why would I say it if I didn't mean it?)
09. Hugged a tree (it was base for a game of tag)
10. Bungee jumped
11. Visited Paris
12. Watched a lightning storm at sea
13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise (not intentionally, but yes)
14. Seen the Northern Lights
15. Gone to a major sports game
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
18. Touched an iceberg
19. Slept under the stars (better than a night light)
20. Changed a baby’s diaper (would I be the amazing aunt I am if I hadn't?)
21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
22. Watched a meteor shower
23. Gotten drunk on champagne
24. Given more than you can afford to charity (Our last tax return said our giving exceeded our earning...sweet!)
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment (quite often)
27. Had a food fight (I am a trouble maker)
28. Bet on a winning horse
29. Asked out a stranger
30. Had a snowball fight(the joys of Chrismas time in New Mexico)
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can (I did used to be a coach)
32. Held a lamb
33. Seen a total eclipse (not directly, obviously)
34. Ridden a roller coaster (not much now, Andy hates them)
35. Hit a home run
36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking (then I teach said dances to my niece, Cailey)
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day (my students loved it, though said it confirmed that fact I was weird)
38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment (every stinking day)
39. Had two hard drives for your computer (I'm really not sure, but with a computer programmer husband, it's likely)
40. Visited all 50 states
41. Taken care of someone who was drunk (not my idea of a good time)
42. Had amazing friends (Had? HAVE! They rock)
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
44. Watched wild whales
45. Stolen a sign (no comment)
46. Backpacked in Europe
47. Taken a road-trip(LOVE THEM! Always fun)
48. Gone rock climbing
49. Midnight walk on the beach
50. Gone sky diving
51. Visited Ireland (no, but I sure want to)
52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
54. Visited Japan
55. Milked a cow
56. Alphabetized your CDs (Doesn't everyone? How else will I find the one I want?)
57. Pretended to be a superhero (Daily...I am with Lisa and Ginger, also sported the Wonder Woman underoos...if only I could have spun faster!)
58. Sung karaoke
59. Lounged around in bed all day (only when ill)
60. Played touch football (would rather tackle, but oh well)
61. Gone scuba diving
62. Kissed in the rain (any chance to kiss Andy, I take)
63. Played in the mud (gotta love college orientation)
64. Played in the rain (what else is rain good for...besides watering the lawn for us?)
65. Gone to a drive-in theater (Saw Silence of the Lambs I think)
66. Visited the Great Wall of China
67. Started a business (in the process)
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
69. Toured ancient sights
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight
72. Gotten married (one of the smarter choices I've made)
73. Been in a movie
74. Crashed a party
75. Gotten divorced
76. Gone without food for 5 days
77. Made cookies from scratch (with mom)
78. Won first prize in a costume contest
79. Ridden a gondola in Venice
80. Gotten a tattoo
81. Rafted the Snake River
82. Been on television news programs as an “expert”
83. Got flowers for no reason (though I think because Andy loves me is a good reason)
84. Performed on stage (improv acting, and did background vocals for Greg Long once)
85. Been to Las Vegas
86. Recorded music
87. Eaten shark
88. Kissed on the first date (don't worry, I married him)
89. Gone to Thailand
90. Bought a house (and we're loving it!)
91. Been in a combat zone (it's called the classroom!)
92. Buried one/both of your parents
93. Been on a cruise ship
94. Spoken more than one language fluently well enough to have a decent conversation
95. Performed in Rocky Horror
96. Raised children
97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
98. Been arrested
99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over (way too many times)
101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking (How else will I become the rock star I know I'm meant to be?)
103. Had plastic surgery
104. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived
105. Written articles for a large publication
106. Lost over 100 pounds
107. Held someone while they were having a flashback
108. Piloted an airplane
109. Touched a stingray
110. Broken someone’s heart (probably my parents' at some point or another)
111. Helped an animal give birth
112. Won money on a T.V. game show
113. Broken a bone (now I have a 6 inch plate and 7 screws in my right ankle)
114. Gone on an African photo safari
115. Had a facial part pierced other than your ears
116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
118. Ridden a horse (my mom was raised on a ranch, had to make her proud)
119. Had major surgery (refer to number 113)
120. Had a snake as a pet
121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states
124. Visited all 7 continents
125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
126. Eaten kangaroo meat
127. Eaten sushi (not my favorite, but it's addictive)
128. Had your picture in the newspaper (along with an article I wrote about running the Music City Half Marathon)
129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
130. Gone back to school (to get certified to teach, then to get my personal trainer's certification)
131. Parasailed
132. Touched a cockroach(unfortunately)
133. Eaten fried green tomatoes (why does this have to go next to the cockroach question?)
134. Read The Iliad (only parts)
135. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read
136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
137. Skipped all your school reunions (to watch the same people get drunk and act like fools, just like when we were in high school? No thanks)
138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language (again, it's called teaching)
139. Been elected to public office
140. Written your own computer language
141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream (sometimes, a really good one too)
142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
143. Built your own PC from parts (Andy has)
144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
145. Had a booth at a street fair
146. Dyed your hair (it is addictive)
147. Been a DJ (in the car, in our home...)
148. Shaved your head
149. Caused a car accident
150. Saved someone’s life
One thing I realize after this (actually, it's something I have known), I need to travel more! I love to travel, to see different places, explore the world I live in. My precious husband is content at home, while I am the adventurous one. Either we need to set off together, or I need to corral some friends to go with me. Then again, most of our money is spent going to see family since we live far away from everyone. But still, it would be fun!
Here's a list of some things one might have done in his or her lifetime: the ones I've done are highlighted and I put little parenthetical notes beside some of them. It's kind of long but it's interesting--and we all know it's fun to learn new things about each other! If you decide to post this on your blog, leave a comment with a link to it!
01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain (Oh yes, that Fiery Gizzard)
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula (the joy of having an elementary school teacher for a mom)
07. Talked your way out of a ticket (late night, a friend and I, in our pajamas no less randomly driving from Dallas to Abilene and back in one night...fun)
08. Said “I love you” and meant it (why would I say it if I didn't mean it?)
09. Hugged a tree (it was base for a game of tag)
10. Bungee jumped
11. Visited Paris
12. Watched a lightning storm at sea
13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise (not intentionally, but yes)
14. Seen the Northern Lights
15. Gone to a major sports game
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
18. Touched an iceberg
19. Slept under the stars (better than a night light)
20. Changed a baby’s diaper (would I be the amazing aunt I am if I hadn't?)
21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
22. Watched a meteor shower
23. Gotten drunk on champagne
24. Given more than you can afford to charity (Our last tax return said our giving exceeded our earning...sweet!)
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment (quite often)
27. Had a food fight (I am a trouble maker)
28. Bet on a winning horse
29. Asked out a stranger
30. Had a snowball fight(the joys of Chrismas time in New Mexico)
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can (I did used to be a coach)
32. Held a lamb
33. Seen a total eclipse (not directly, obviously)
34. Ridden a roller coaster (not much now, Andy hates them)
35. Hit a home run
36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking (then I teach said dances to my niece, Cailey)
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day (my students loved it, though said it confirmed that fact I was weird)
38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment (every stinking day)
39. Had two hard drives for your computer (I'm really not sure, but with a computer programmer husband, it's likely)
40. Visited all 50 states
41. Taken care of someone who was drunk (not my idea of a good time)
42. Had amazing friends (Had? HAVE! They rock)
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
44. Watched wild whales
45. Stolen a sign (no comment)
46. Backpacked in Europe
47. Taken a road-trip(LOVE THEM! Always fun)
48. Gone rock climbing
49. Midnight walk on the beach
50. Gone sky diving
51. Visited Ireland (no, but I sure want to)
52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
54. Visited Japan
55. Milked a cow
56. Alphabetized your CDs (Doesn't everyone? How else will I find the one I want?)
57. Pretended to be a superhero (Daily...I am with Lisa and Ginger, also sported the Wonder Woman underoos...if only I could have spun faster!)
58. Sung karaoke
59. Lounged around in bed all day (only when ill)
60. Played touch football (would rather tackle, but oh well)
61. Gone scuba diving
62. Kissed in the rain (any chance to kiss Andy, I take)
63. Played in the mud (gotta love college orientation)
64. Played in the rain (what else is rain good for...besides watering the lawn for us?)
65. Gone to a drive-in theater (Saw Silence of the Lambs I think)
66. Visited the Great Wall of China
67. Started a business (in the process)
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
69. Toured ancient sights
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight
72. Gotten married (one of the smarter choices I've made)
73. Been in a movie
74. Crashed a party
75. Gotten divorced
76. Gone without food for 5 days
77. Made cookies from scratch (with mom)
78. Won first prize in a costume contest
79. Ridden a gondola in Venice
80. Gotten a tattoo
81. Rafted the Snake River
82. Been on television news programs as an “expert”
83. Got flowers for no reason (though I think because Andy loves me is a good reason)
84. Performed on stage (improv acting, and did background vocals for Greg Long once)
85. Been to Las Vegas
86. Recorded music
87. Eaten shark
88. Kissed on the first date (don't worry, I married him)
89. Gone to Thailand
90. Bought a house (and we're loving it!)
91. Been in a combat zone (it's called the classroom!)
92. Buried one/both of your parents
93. Been on a cruise ship
94. Spoken more than one language fluently well enough to have a decent conversation
95. Performed in Rocky Horror
96. Raised children
97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
98. Been arrested
99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over (way too many times)
101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking (How else will I become the rock star I know I'm meant to be?)
103. Had plastic surgery
104. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived
105. Written articles for a large publication
106. Lost over 100 pounds
107. Held someone while they were having a flashback
108. Piloted an airplane
109. Touched a stingray
110. Broken someone’s heart (probably my parents' at some point or another)
111. Helped an animal give birth
112. Won money on a T.V. game show
113. Broken a bone (now I have a 6 inch plate and 7 screws in my right ankle)
114. Gone on an African photo safari
115. Had a facial part pierced other than your ears
116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
118. Ridden a horse (my mom was raised on a ranch, had to make her proud)
119. Had major surgery (refer to number 113)
120. Had a snake as a pet
121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states
124. Visited all 7 continents
125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
126. Eaten kangaroo meat
127. Eaten sushi (not my favorite, but it's addictive)
128. Had your picture in the newspaper (along with an article I wrote about running the Music City Half Marathon)
129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
130. Gone back to school (to get certified to teach, then to get my personal trainer's certification)
131. Parasailed
132. Touched a cockroach(unfortunately)
133. Eaten fried green tomatoes (why does this have to go next to the cockroach question?)
134. Read The Iliad (only parts)
135. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read
136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
137. Skipped all your school reunions (to watch the same people get drunk and act like fools, just like when we were in high school? No thanks)
138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language (again, it's called teaching)
139. Been elected to public office
140. Written your own computer language
141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream (sometimes, a really good one too)
142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
143. Built your own PC from parts (Andy has)
144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
145. Had a booth at a street fair
146. Dyed your hair (it is addictive)
147. Been a DJ (in the car, in our home...)
148. Shaved your head
149. Caused a car accident
150. Saved someone’s life
One thing I realize after this (actually, it's something I have known), I need to travel more! I love to travel, to see different places, explore the world I live in. My precious husband is content at home, while I am the adventurous one. Either we need to set off together, or I need to corral some friends to go with me. Then again, most of our money is spent going to see family since we live far away from everyone. But still, it would be fun!
Nov 7, 2006
The Party that Awaited Me
Last night, as I returned home from a wonderful trip home (what?!?!), to see the family rather, there was a party awaiting me. Joel and Lacy are staying with us, musicians from TX. They're here recording a cd, and needed a place to stay. I jumped at the chance to host them. Joel is a friend of mine from my college days, and Lacy, well, she's in due to bad luck (or something like that) since she's his drummer. They are both silly and fun, and it's a blast to have company. In fact, they arrived Sunday, a night before I did. So, Andy got to play host for a while without me. However, no one seems to be scarred by that, which is good.
Monday, I was able to meet with my beautiful friend Katy for lunch. We spent two and a half hours together, and even that didn't feel like enough. Everyone needs to have a Katy in their life. Her piercing blue eyes have always been able to look past all the words I say and see what's in my heart. I love that about her, and sometimes, hate it too. She's an incredible human being whose beauty on the outside is surpassed only by the beauty of her heart. She is sold out for Jesus and it is encouraging just to be in her presence. Even now, in the midst of her struggles, I walked away blessed. I am worried about her, and I hate what she is going through right now. However, the God who created us is taking care of her and walking her through this trial of life. For that, I am thankful. She loves God, loves his people, and longs to be with her Savior. Quite simply, she rocks. Pray for Katy today, for her health, for direction, for the indescribable peace and beauty of God to sweep her up today.
Monday, I was able to meet with my beautiful friend Katy for lunch. We spent two and a half hours together, and even that didn't feel like enough. Everyone needs to have a Katy in their life. Her piercing blue eyes have always been able to look past all the words I say and see what's in my heart. I love that about her, and sometimes, hate it too. She's an incredible human being whose beauty on the outside is surpassed only by the beauty of her heart. She is sold out for Jesus and it is encouraging just to be in her presence. Even now, in the midst of her struggles, I walked away blessed. I am worried about her, and I hate what she is going through right now. However, the God who created us is taking care of her and walking her through this trial of life. For that, I am thankful. She loves God, loves his people, and longs to be with her Savior. Quite simply, she rocks. Pray for Katy today, for her health, for direction, for the indescribable peace and beauty of God to sweep her up today.
Oh the woes of training
I arrived at work at 6:50 am for a 7 am appointment. Who didn't show at 7? The client! I called, politely I might add. And of course, as expected, I heard, "Oh no, I'm so sorry, I forgot. I am just waking up. I'll come in next week." I hate that part of this job!
Nov 6, 2006
Home again home again
This evening, I will be returning home to TN. It's so nice to get away, and always nice to go back. Plus, Andy is wondering why he's all alone if he's married. So, I must return to save my poor dear from loneliness. Some friends are in town as well, so I'm going back to a party at our house. Whooppee!
This afternoon, I'm meeting my friend, Katy, for lunch. It's always good to sit and talk with her, so I'm pretty excited. As for now, Dad and I got home not to long ago from working out and I must finish "getting pretty" (it's a chore, trust me!!). Praying for a small miracle on that one...hahahahaha.
Be blessed today.
This afternoon, I'm meeting my friend, Katy, for lunch. It's always good to sit and talk with her, so I'm pretty excited. As for now, Dad and I got home not to long ago from working out and I must finish "getting pretty" (it's a chore, trust me!!). Praying for a small miracle on that one...hahahahaha.
Be blessed today.
Nov 5, 2006
It's hard being an auntie
I forgot how tiring it can be being an aunt. It's a lot of work to entertain, stay happy, and stay in tune with the workings of a 7 year old's creative mind! Phew, this vacation is tiring me out! Right now, we are playing "restaurant," me being the customer of course. The service is grand, and the "waitress," is adorable! She's crazy I tell you, crazy!
This afternoon, we headed out to go see Open Season, I think mom and I laughed harder than my niece. It's pretty funny. And now my mom is in need of the computer, so I guess I'm done here. Time to pay better attention to this "restaurant" anyway.
This afternoon, we headed out to go see Open Season, I think mom and I laughed harder than my niece. It's pretty funny. And now my mom is in need of the computer, so I guess I'm done here. Time to pay better attention to this "restaurant" anyway.
Nov 4, 2006
Things I Love
1. Cuddling with Andy, my head on his chest, and his arms tightly around me.
2. Hearing my nieces and nephews (any child really) laughing.
3. Sitting and chatting with my parents.
4. Hugs
5. Going places and hearing, "Mrs. Discavage!!" as a former student is running at me.
6. Watching volleyball and football games.
7. The fall
8. Curling up on the couch reading.
9. Gathering with friends and having an evening filled with laughter.
10. Reaching a goal I've set.
Things That Drive me CRAZY!
1. Kids who whine....all the time
2. When people eat with their mouths open (and any smacking noises therein)
3. Parents who don't take care of the children they've created.
4. When kids where their caps turned to the side (even I don't know why, but it's so very true)
5. A lack of intrinsic motivation in people
6. My own laziness
7. Insecure folks who are always seeking attention
8. Drama (hence the reason most of my friends have been guys throughout my life)
9. Lying
10. Top ten lists (HAHAHAHAHAHA)
2. Hearing my nieces and nephews (any child really) laughing.
3. Sitting and chatting with my parents.
4. Hugs
5. Going places and hearing, "Mrs. Discavage!!" as a former student is running at me.
6. Watching volleyball and football games.
7. The fall
8. Curling up on the couch reading.
9. Gathering with friends and having an evening filled with laughter.
10. Reaching a goal I've set.
Things That Drive me CRAZY!
1. Kids who whine....all the time
2. When people eat with their mouths open (and any smacking noises therein)
3. Parents who don't take care of the children they've created.
4. When kids where their caps turned to the side (even I don't know why, but it's so very true)
5. A lack of intrinsic motivation in people
6. My own laziness
7. Insecure folks who are always seeking attention
8. Drama (hence the reason most of my friends have been guys throughout my life)
9. Lying
10. Top ten lists (HAHAHAHAHAHA)
Nov 3, 2006
Surprise = Blessing
Last night, while at LCU's volleyball game (watching my amazing sister coach her team to victory), I looked over and who did I see? Lo and behold, it was the Duncan clan, from Brownfield! I have not seen them in a while, and let me tell you, it was a blessing to wrap my arms around them and hug them. They are some incredible people, truly blessings in my life. My time in Brownfield was not always fantastic, but they certainly helped me. Rhonda and Terry are hilarious and loving, and their two girls are beautiful and talented. It was an unexpected blessing to be sure, but I'm so thankful for it!
One niece is napping (sounds like a good idea to me), and the other is at school. My poor sis is sick today, so she is at home trying to get better. I just got back from the gym. It was nice to workout somewhere that no one knew who I was and I knew no one. Every now and then, it's nice to be anonymous.
While my precious husband is working, here I am, having all this fun. It's not fair, but hooray for a sweet man who lets his wife fly home when she walks in and states, "no really, I NEED to go home....SOON." He just gets it, and that makes life easier on everyone.
Last night I was thinking about more to blog for today, but I'm slightly sleep deprived, sweaty from working out, and just enjoying the simple fact I'm at home. So with that, have a good day.
One niece is napping (sounds like a good idea to me), and the other is at school. My poor sis is sick today, so she is at home trying to get better. I just got back from the gym. It was nice to workout somewhere that no one knew who I was and I knew no one. Every now and then, it's nice to be anonymous.
While my precious husband is working, here I am, having all this fun. It's not fair, but hooray for a sweet man who lets his wife fly home when she walks in and states, "no really, I NEED to go home....SOON." He just gets it, and that makes life easier on everyone.
Last night I was thinking about more to blog for today, but I'm slightly sleep deprived, sweaty from working out, and just enjoying the simple fact I'm at home. So with that, have a good day.
Nov 2, 2006
Home Sweet Home
I arrived home today, an hour late, but alas, I am home. Home where there is nonstop craziness, madness, and fun. My nieces are the cutest in the whole stinking world, plain and simple. Carsynn has learned quite a few tricks in her one year of life, and Cailey is as creative and fun as ever. What little blessings.
As for me, I have been up since early this morning and am now going to enjoy the fact I don't have to share a bed, the covers, or elbow my dearest husband in the ribs should he snore. Although, I don't typically sleep as well without Andy beside me...well, unless I'm at the parent's house. SCORE! That's where I am. So, night night.
As for me, I have been up since early this morning and am now going to enjoy the fact I don't have to share a bed, the covers, or elbow my dearest husband in the ribs should he snore. Although, I don't typically sleep as well without Andy beside me...well, unless I'm at the parent's house. SCORE! That's where I am. So, night night.
Nov 1, 2006
My own personal exorcism
Yesterday, I swear my body was trying to exorcise some kind of nasty demon possessed bug that lodged itself in my intestines. It was a fun filled day...really. What it led me to wonder is, "how in the world can people be bullemic?" To voluntarily throw up, I cannot fathom the thought process. Ok, so I studied it throughout my psychology studies in college, but after yesterday, I just don't get it. There's nothing pleasant about it. Everything hurt and ached and felt like it was in knots. Not my idea of a good time.
I have never enjoyed eating a sandwich as I did at lunch today. It was fantastic! My stomach is still adjusting to the concept of having food in it, and allowing it to take it's rightful course there, but at least I am feeling better. Why is that such a good thing?!?! I am flying to Texas in the morning. WHOOPEE! By 11:30 tomorrow, I will be in the presence of my family, soaking up every moment...especially when I get to wrap my arms around my nieces. Again I say, WHOOPPEE! Yes indeed, I have much to be thankful for.
I have never enjoyed eating a sandwich as I did at lunch today. It was fantastic! My stomach is still adjusting to the concept of having food in it, and allowing it to take it's rightful course there, but at least I am feeling better. Why is that such a good thing?!?! I am flying to Texas in the morning. WHOOPEE! By 11:30 tomorrow, I will be in the presence of my family, soaking up every moment...especially when I get to wrap my arms around my nieces. Again I say, WHOOPPEE! Yes indeed, I have much to be thankful for.
The first of many
So, today begins the adventures of blogging everyday for a month. I could run into some bumps along the way, but hopefully I'll work that all out. After yesterday's stomach ailment, I'm happy to say I seem to be recovering. I'm 5 pounds lighter, moving slowly, but I am able to eat. Praise the Lord! Time to go to work...but at least I got my blogging in today!
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