Since I have obviously failed in keeping up with my blog, I decided to move in a different direction. You may now visit me at my new home: www.bonkers.tumblr.com. There will be much less of my mindless chatter, and lots of fun pictures, videos, links, etc. Come, check it out!
February 6, 2007
So, so I stumbled upon this site earlier through the blog at Lifeway (see previous post). Try it out. It’s pretty fun!
February 6, 2007
I love Beth Moore. L-O-V-E her! I am in the midst of The Patriarchs right now and it is a phenomenal study. All of her studies are fabulous. I discovered today, thanks to BooMama (visit her site–it is awesome!) that Beth has a blog!! Too fun!
February 6, 2007
Oh the drama of a four-year-old girl. My daughter loves animals, specifically our two cats, Simba and Orion. She loves them so much that at least hourly, she showers them with affection. This typically involves tackling picking them up, squeezing hugging them, mauling smooching them and any other way she can find at that moment to show her affection. Now, as you can imagine, the kitties are not real fond of this. Orion, the young one, tolerates it. Simba, the old guy, does not. She has been told I can’t tell you how many times, not to bug Simba. But, alas, she does know better than mama and chooses not to listen. Today, she was bugging loving on Simba and he returned the favor in the form of a nip to her nose. She does have a visible scratch, but you would have thought he bit her nose clean off! She ran to the bathroom screaming and sobbing and when I asked what was the matter, she yells, “I don’t want to talk about it” and shuts the door. (Aaah, the realization that mom does at times know what she is talking about. ) So she finally fesses up and we clean up the scratch and she promptly goes to her room, turns on a movie, climbs into bed with a cold compress pressed to her nose, lays back, puts up her feet and says, “I need to rest.” Sigh.
February 1, 2007
Thankful Thursday
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- I am thankful for prayer. That God listens to me whenever I need to talk to Him, and that has been a lot this week!
- I am thankful for His friendship. That He continues to welcome me even though I so don’t deserve it.
- I am thankful for the worship team I am a part of. That even when we rehearse, it isn’t about notes or perfection, it is about worship.
- I am thankful for my brother. He has been on my mind a lot lately. You know how you have those select few people in your life who mean so much to you, you can’t even put it into words? That’s my brother.
- I am thankful for my family. Nothing warms my heart more than watching my husband with our children.
- I am thankful for coffee. I know its petty, but I love the stuff!
February 1, 2007
My son lost his second tooth last night. He lost his first tooth at grandma’s house a few months back and since we were staying the night there, the tooth fairy had to visit there. Let me just tell you, when she comes to grandma’s house, she is quite generous! When I went to bed that night, there was 4 quarters in the dish. When he woke up, he came running into our room with the four quarters and… a ten dollar bill! (Thanks, Grandma) I don’t have to tell you that this set quite a precedence! Now, the “tooth fairy” did leave a note saying that because it was his first tooth that it was special and that he shouldn’t expect this much each time. All the same when I told him last night that we had to set the tooth out for the tooth fairy, he said..
“I hope I get a thousand dollars!”
Dream on, kid…
January 31, 2007
My daughter is the queen of questions. Her little mind goes a hundred miles an hour and she loves to inquire about, well, pretty much anything. Today, while we were driving around town running errands, we were having a nice little chat about the world around us. (Well, as nice as you can have yelling from the front of a minivan to the way back seat.) In the midst of this nice little chat about the trees and such, she pops up with one of those questions. You know the ones. Those questions their curious little minds come up with that stop you dead in your tracks, fumbling for the right words. Today it was…
“Mom, what’s a soul?”
May I remind you that I have to yell for her to hear me in the back of the vehicle? Not the best environment for such a chat. So I try to summarize as well as possible that God gave people a soul and that is what makes us so very special and that our souls in a way connect us to God. This seemed to work and she proceeded to ask about different parts of the body. What’s a heart do? This I can handle. What are bones for? No problem. Then the world came to a second screeching halt.
“Mom, does death smell bad?”
Oh dear. Now, I have a background in Hospice so I could explain several details about the dying process, but I’m pretty sure it is all stuff a four year old doesn’t need to know. So to buy myself some time to form a good answer I say, “What, honey?” To which she responds somewhat irritated, “Does gas smell bad?” Oh thank goodness. We had just passed a gas station! I am so glad I asked her to repeat herself and didn’t launch into a discussion on death! I can just picture her deer-in-the-headlight eyes after that. Pretty sure she would have been convinced mom had finally gone off the deep end!
