To all of you who are "brave" and "tough" enough to stay up all night and get to the stores at midnight or 2am.....
YOU ARE CRAZY!
Crazy I tell ya, CrAzY! Maybe this is just a cult thing that only certain people are designed to enjoy like Star Trek, but I don't get it. AT ALL. One year we saw a DVD player that was selling for $15. We went at midnight (when the sale started) saw the line wrapped around the building a few times, and went home. We bought the same DVD player a week later for $30. $15 is not worth standing in a line for 3 hours in the freezing midwestern cold.
So to all the crazy deal day shoppers, I say...Have at it. I will not be seeing ya anytime soon....or EVER. Except today....the day after while I am at work and you all come back through my line to return your treasures.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Double Day
So I know this is the second post for today. Note my last entry on procrastination will ya? :)
I made a new Pandora station (love that site) and a song came on. Ohhhh! Instantly loved it. Here are the lyrics.
Remember Me By Ginny Owens
In a Bible cracked and faded by the years
Remember Me
In a sanctuary filled with silent prayer
And age to age and heart to heart
bound by grace and peace
Child of wonder child of God
I've remembered you
Remember Me
Remember Me
when the color of the sunset fills the sky
Remember Me
when you pray and tears of joy fall from your eyes
And age to age and heart to heart
bound by grace and peace
Child of wonder child of God
I've remembered you
Remember Me
Remember Me
when the children leave their Sunday school
with smiles
Remember Me
when they're old enough to teach
old enough to preach
old enough to leave
And age to age and heart to heart
bound by grace and peace
Child of wonder child of God
I've remembered you
Remember Me
Wow. Just how often do we not remember Him? I know that He is thinking, loving, remembering me, but does He know that I am doing the same? He probably knows that I am not. How many times have I looked at my children and just smiled and thought "You have done good," and meant that for their true Creator? I am just the vessel in which He made them. They are not mine, they are His. And I am thankful for that. I am thankful to HIM for His children whom He has allowed me to "adopt" for the time being. I am thankful for my husband whom He has loaned to me while I am on this earth. I am thankful for the country I am allowed to reside until I move to my real home with Him. I am thankful for the family in which He has placed me. I am thankful and so I will remember Him. I will remember Him in all things big and small. I will remember Him when I am complaining about the dishes and when I am blown away by beautiful trees. I will remember Him when I am procrastinating and when I am doing what shouldn't be put off until tomorrow.
I made a new Pandora station (love that site) and a song came on. Ohhhh! Instantly loved it. Here are the lyrics.
Remember Me By Ginny Owens
In a Bible cracked and faded by the years
Remember Me
In a sanctuary filled with silent prayer
And age to age and heart to heart
bound by grace and peace
Child of wonder child of God
I've remembered you
Remember Me
Remember Me
when the color of the sunset fills the sky
Remember Me
when you pray and tears of joy fall from your eyes
And age to age and heart to heart
bound by grace and peace
Child of wonder child of God
I've remembered you
Remember Me
Remember Me
when the children leave their Sunday school
with smiles
Remember Me
when they're old enough to teach
old enough to preach
old enough to leave
And age to age and heart to heart
bound by grace and peace
Child of wonder child of God
I've remembered you
Remember Me
Wow. Just how often do we not remember Him? I know that He is thinking, loving, remembering me, but does He know that I am doing the same? He probably knows that I am not. How many times have I looked at my children and just smiled and thought "You have done good," and meant that for their true Creator? I am just the vessel in which He made them. They are not mine, they are His. And I am thankful for that. I am thankful to HIM for His children whom He has allowed me to "adopt" for the time being. I am thankful for my husband whom He has loaned to me while I am on this earth. I am thankful for the country I am allowed to reside until I move to my real home with Him. I am thankful for the family in which He has placed me. I am thankful and so I will remember Him. I will remember Him in all things big and small. I will remember Him when I am complaining about the dishes and when I am blown away by beautiful trees. I will remember Him when I am procrastinating and when I am doing what shouldn't be put off until tomorrow.
Procrastination!!
I shouldn't be doing this. I have a list as long as my house of things to do. So I shouldn't be doing this, but I am a procrastinator. I have always been and probably will always be a procrastinator. It causes me stress, yet I don't learn.
I volunteered to host Thanksgiving dinner at our house. My mom has always done it for as long as I can remember and she is always stressing herself out over it. I thought it would be nice to let her not fret this year. If you are unaware, our lives over the last 2 years have been cram packed with tragedy. First my father's leukemia diagnosis and his death 9 months later. Then my mother's breast cancer diagnosis along with her own mother's mastectomy. Shortly after my father's mother's brain tumor and cancer diagnosis her her death 6 months later. Cram packed with tragedy. Now my mother is doing really well and has a clean bill of health as is her mother. (Who is 92 might I add.) But the less stress on her the better. Boy did I forget who my mother was!
I love my mom to pieces. She has remained unbelievably strong through the above heartbreak and still keeps going. However, she does like to be the mother. I offered to plan and host Thanksgiving and she was completely fine with it. "I don't have a problem with you doing it. Then I don't have to," she said. I think she has fretting over the logistics WAY more than I. But that is who she is. She is a planner and a worrier and THE mother. I, however, took after my father in the "Eh. It'll get done," way.
So although I have a kitchen and bathroom to clean, a list of groceries to buy along with regular daily household duties to attend to....I am procrastinating. And I am ok with it....until tomorrow. :)
I volunteered to host Thanksgiving dinner at our house. My mom has always done it for as long as I can remember and she is always stressing herself out over it. I thought it would be nice to let her not fret this year. If you are unaware, our lives over the last 2 years have been cram packed with tragedy. First my father's leukemia diagnosis and his death 9 months later. Then my mother's breast cancer diagnosis along with her own mother's mastectomy. Shortly after my father's mother's brain tumor and cancer diagnosis her her death 6 months later. Cram packed with tragedy. Now my mother is doing really well and has a clean bill of health as is her mother. (Who is 92 might I add.) But the less stress on her the better. Boy did I forget who my mother was!
I love my mom to pieces. She has remained unbelievably strong through the above heartbreak and still keeps going. However, she does like to be the mother. I offered to plan and host Thanksgiving and she was completely fine with it. "I don't have a problem with you doing it. Then I don't have to," she said. I think she has fretting over the logistics WAY more than I. But that is who she is. She is a planner and a worrier and THE mother. I, however, took after my father in the "Eh. It'll get done," way.
So although I have a kitchen and bathroom to clean, a list of groceries to buy along with regular daily household duties to attend to....I am procrastinating. And I am ok with it....until tomorrow. :)
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Plugged Back In
So today I plugged back in. I believe just like my modem often needs to be cycled, I needed to be as well. Today I plugged myself back in. I reactivated my Facebook.
I was un-Facebooked for about 5 months. It was nice. I stopped thinking in Facebook status. I found other things to do.
But I did miss parts of it. I missed friends that I NEVER see, let alone talk to that I did connect with through Facebook. I missed looking up old friends that were more family and seeing what they are up to.
So I plugged back in. Look me up. If you're lucky I will befriend you. If not, don't take it personally. I am picky about my "friends."
I was un-Facebooked for about 5 months. It was nice. I stopped thinking in Facebook status. I found other things to do.
But I did miss parts of it. I missed friends that I NEVER see, let alone talk to that I did connect with through Facebook. I missed looking up old friends that were more family and seeing what they are up to.
So I plugged back in. Look me up. If you're lucky I will befriend you. If not, don't take it personally. I am picky about my "friends."
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Dear Zachary...
I watched this documentary this morning. It was unbelievable. I wished that it had been a story, a movie, fiction. It was heartwrenching and horrible. But it was true. It is called "Dear Zachary: A Letter to a Son About his Father. It started out as a tribute to a friend who was murdered. It ended up being a grieving process for many, many people affected by it. I am not going to give it away; if you want to know what happened buy it, rent it, watch it.
It just so happened that it coincided with our small group talk on forgiveness. Forgiveness is such an odd thing. On one side of it, it is so hard to do. We often times feel like withholding it because "they don't deserve it." But on the other side, I want your forgiveness. If I have done something to hurt someone, I long for forgiveness that they can offer.
Jesus said "
It just so happened that it coincided with our small group talk on forgiveness. Forgiveness is such an odd thing. On one side of it, it is so hard to do. We often times feel like withholding it because "they don't deserve it." But on the other side, I want your forgiveness. If I have done something to hurt someone, I long for forgiveness that they can offer.
Jesus said "
25 And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive them, so that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins.” Mark 11:25
This is so much easier said than done. But to emulate Christ, to be closer to Him, to honor Him, we must try. We must make the mental decision to grant forgiveness to those who have hurt us. But then we must work at actually forgiving. Man that is hard! Sometimes it might take days, weeks or even years. Sometimes we might think it could never happen. But Christ forgave his murderers. God forgave us...me. I should...and will...and perhaps have...granted forgiveness to those who have hurt me...us.
This is so much easier said than done. But to emulate Christ, to be closer to Him, to honor Him, we must try. We must make the mental decision to grant forgiveness to those who have hurt us. But then we must work at actually forgiving. Man that is hard! Sometimes it might take days, weeks or even years. Sometimes we might think it could never happen. But Christ forgave his murderers. God forgave us...me. I should...and will...and perhaps have...granted forgiveness to those who have hurt me...us.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
My Last Reward
Today is the day we are celebrating my daughter's birthday. She won't actually turn 5 until Monday, but today is the day we are celebrating.
Five. All fingers on one hand. Wow. It is so surreal that she is that old.
I was thinking the other day how once she turns 5 I won't have any children in that "pre-school" age range any more. Or again. Ever. It seems like her milestones have hit me more than the other 2 kids' have because it always is followed with that. This is it...forever...never again will we experience this first. Ever.
It is odd, yet amazing. Not only are my kids growing up...so am I. I have been growing with them for the past, gulp, eleven years. Some of my favorite lessons are these:
*Lighten up! Nothing will go as planned so just let go. Don't be a "fun sucker" (as my husband tends to call me.)
*No wishy washy. You can't expect them to mind when you REALLY need them to, if you don't make them when it doesn't really count. Say what you mean, and really mean what you say.
*Instill kindness. Nothing makes my blood boil more than when my children are mean and nothing can melt my soul more than when they say a kind word to one another all on their own.
*Trust your gut. Other parents, whether they are your own or other friends, are wonderful tools, but noone knows YOUR children better than you. You will always have the best answer, even if you don't know it.
Children are a heritage from the LORD, offspring a reward from him. Psalm 127:3
Five. All fingers on one hand. Wow. It is so surreal that she is that old.
I was thinking the other day how once she turns 5 I won't have any children in that "pre-school" age range any more. Or again. Ever. It seems like her milestones have hit me more than the other 2 kids' have because it always is followed with that. This is it...forever...never again will we experience this first. Ever.
It is odd, yet amazing. Not only are my kids growing up...so am I. I have been growing with them for the past, gulp, eleven years. Some of my favorite lessons are these:
*Lighten up! Nothing will go as planned so just let go. Don't be a "fun sucker" (as my husband tends to call me.)
*No wishy washy. You can't expect them to mind when you REALLY need them to, if you don't make them when it doesn't really count. Say what you mean, and really mean what you say.
*Instill kindness. Nothing makes my blood boil more than when my children are mean and nothing can melt my soul more than when they say a kind word to one another all on their own.
*Trust your gut. Other parents, whether they are your own or other friends, are wonderful tools, but noone knows YOUR children better than you. You will always have the best answer, even if you don't know it.
Children are a heritage from the LORD, offspring a reward from him. Psalm 127:3
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Starting Today...
Starting today I am going to be intentional in life. I am going to intentionally learn and think and share.
Starting today I am going to intentionally learn something new everyday. Whether it is something profound and hard or something light and breezy, I am going to learn daily.
Starting today I am going to intentionally think about things. Things I learn, things I see, things I hear. I am going to think them over and just ponder.
Starting today I am going to share. I am going to share with people who read this, or people who I have conversations with, or perhaps, just myself.
Starting today I am going to intentionally live.
I found this today....
Starting today I am going to intentionally learn something new everyday. Whether it is something profound and hard or something light and breezy, I am going to learn daily.
Starting today I am going to intentionally think about things. Things I learn, things I see, things I hear. I am going to think them over and just ponder.
Starting today I am going to share. I am going to share with people who read this, or people who I have conversations with, or perhaps, just myself.
Starting today I am going to intentionally live.
I found this today....
Everyone must submit himself to the governing authorities, for there is no authority except that which God has established. The authorities that exist have been established by God.
— Romans 13:1 (NIV)
This is obviously relevant since yesterday was the 2010 midterm elections. Personally, I am neither Democrat or Republican. If I was to classify myself, I would say I am pretty all over. I am a God fearing moral mother and wife living a middle class life. I believe that, generally speaking, people are good and want the best for not just themselves, but all those around them.
This verse is helpful to me today since what is bothering me the most about yesterday's election was the outcome of my own school's district vote. The .35% tax increase was turned down. This saddens me because if we can't give to our neighborhood schools to make our future's education better, what are we doing? However, I have learned over the last couple of years that God's plan is far superior to mine. I trust that "The authorities that exist have been established by God," and that He will provide for our future and children.
This is obviously relevant since yesterday was the 2010 midterm elections. Personally, I am neither Democrat or Republican. If I was to classify myself, I would say I am pretty all over. I am a God fearing moral mother and wife living a middle class life. I believe that, generally speaking, people are good and want the best for not just themselves, but all those around them.
This verse is helpful to me today since what is bothering me the most about yesterday's election was the outcome of my own school's district vote. The .35% tax increase was turned down. This saddens me because if we can't give to our neighborhood schools to make our future's education better, what are we doing? However, I have learned over the last couple of years that God's plan is far superior to mine. I trust that "The authorities that exist have been established by God," and that He will provide for our future and children.
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