Kiddo is still working toward something that we have given up hope that his mother will do what is needed to get it done.
Truly, I pray their heart isn't broken over this. So much pain and broken promises already in their young life. If it happens, it will be a miracle from God. We are staying out of it...at least right now.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Don't have time to look it up, but...
...there is a psalm that goes with that Joel stuff I posted a while back. At least I think it's a psalm. Joel talks about God restoring the years the locusts have eaten. The psalm in question basically says...please, Lord, give us as much blessing now as we have had trials and sorrow for the last few years.
Please, God? I'll love you no matter what you do, but pretty please? thanks
Please, God? I'll love you no matter what you do, but pretty please? thanks
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
The race is on...
After waiting a while, I did actually get that new account. They had purchased a competitor's products right before I called. Hubs said "didn't you feel intimidated when you saw the other stuff in the store?" I said "no, I figured as quickly as they answered my call to gauge their interest, they knew they wanted my stuff instead." It's kind of an old account, actually, but enough of that...this is a public blog. I ain't going into that here...but these guys are the good guys...
When I brought my first order in there Friday, they actually applauded as I came through the door. I figured someone famous came in behind me...after all, this is Nashvegas! But they were welcoming me there.
They sold a very significant amount of product in the first business day, and I have already had to restock with a bigger amount of stuff. And a third of the stuff I brought over is already spoken for with one customer. Yikes.
This could get good...and also quite tiring. But a good kind of tiring.
The owner went out of their way to let me know how happy they were to have my stuff in their store. That was super cool and not what I expected. Usually it's just business, ya know?
So if I don't blog much for the next month or so, you'll know why... ;-) Lord knows we need the money. It is really, really hard to make ends meet, because kiddo's school bills are so very high. God will provide, somehow...
As sucky as things have been as of late, it is nice to have some positive stuff going on, and I am grateful.
When I brought my first order in there Friday, they actually applauded as I came through the door. I figured someone famous came in behind me...after all, this is Nashvegas! But they were welcoming me there.
They sold a very significant amount of product in the first business day, and I have already had to restock with a bigger amount of stuff. And a third of the stuff I brought over is already spoken for with one customer. Yikes.
This could get good...and also quite tiring. But a good kind of tiring.
The owner went out of their way to let me know how happy they were to have my stuff in their store. That was super cool and not what I expected. Usually it's just business, ya know?
So if I don't blog much for the next month or so, you'll know why... ;-) Lord knows we need the money. It is really, really hard to make ends meet, because kiddo's school bills are so very high. God will provide, somehow...
As sucky as things have been as of late, it is nice to have some positive stuff going on, and I am grateful.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Today's potluck
First of all, if you have a potluck or a hors' de ouevre type party coming up, and you have NO time in your busy schedule just like myself, you should consider the easiest meatball recipe on earth. Three ingredients, and two of them are available at Aldi, which means that the cost involved is low. This is by no means my original recipe, but you should try it anyway.
Here goes...
Buy four bags of mini meatballs at Aldi. They'll run you less than 8 bucks and you won't even have to make them. Also grab a jar of grape jelly there--the 32ozish size.
Then run over to your local K-Roger or similar store and buy a couple bottles of chili sauce. It's right there next to the ketchup, and generally available in a super cheap store brand.
Get out your crock pot and dump the meatballs inside. The new plastic liner bags are fab for a crock pot and will make cleanup positively heavenly.
Then mix the jelly and chili sauce together in a bowl to get the lumps out, and pour over the meatballs.
A few hours on high, and your creation will be ready for the masses. If you have an at-work lunchtime celebration, for example, just plug it in before you start the day and things should be bubbling merrily by lunch time.
I also took the Cranberry Cake and the lovely Orzo Salad.
Here goes...
Buy four bags of mini meatballs at Aldi. They'll run you less than 8 bucks and you won't even have to make them. Also grab a jar of grape jelly there--the 32ozish size.
Then run over to your local K-Roger or similar store and buy a couple bottles of chili sauce. It's right there next to the ketchup, and generally available in a super cheap store brand.
Get out your crock pot and dump the meatballs inside. The new plastic liner bags are fab for a crock pot and will make cleanup positively heavenly.
Then mix the jelly and chili sauce together in a bowl to get the lumps out, and pour over the meatballs.
A few hours on high, and your creation will be ready for the masses. If you have an at-work lunchtime celebration, for example, just plug it in before you start the day and things should be bubbling merrily by lunch time.
I also took the Cranberry Cake and the lovely Orzo Salad.
Thanksgiving on a deeper level
Darn it if that John Piper character doesn't usually speak to me in a major way. I had a very stressful family situation earlier this year and a message of his just happened to be on my mp3 player that next morning as I recoiled from the "kryptonite" moment that had seared itself on my brain from the deep wound that had been dealt.
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"O hear this, all you who grew up in homes where there was only charge after charge after charge against you, and almost never an encouraging word. Hear this, all you who are so burdened by your own self-indictments – who seem to be wired to bring constant charges against yourself with oppressive and paralyzing effects. Hear this, you who rarely if ever say a positive, praising, thanking word, but criticize and murmur and grumble and gripe and complain till no one wants to be around you. Hear this: Romans 8, especially verse 33, is God’s remedy, God’s medicine, God’s cure for the paralysis that comes from charges against you – whether from yourself or from other people or from Satan, and for the ugly, sinful side effects of being a cynical, self-absorbed, whining, critical person.
The remedy is the utterly undeserved, freely given grace of never being charged successfully with any fault before God. Who can make any charge stick against God’s elect? Nobody? Let yourself feel the force of that freedom! Feel the clean, clear, morning air of: All charges dropped. You’re in a courtroom. You know you are guilty. You are awaiting a terrible sentence. Your future is over. Then, to the gasps of the courtroom, the judge says, "All the charges against you have been dropped." This is not meant to make unbelievers in this room comfortable on the way to destruction. It’s meant to help all of you love the one who bought your freedom."
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At any rate, here is his Thanksgiving meditation, reminding me of how strong and mighty and powerful it is to be weak, dependent and empty sometimes. Ah, the mystery and contratiction faith is to those who observe our lives...I just hope I don't muddy the waters too much so folks can see the clear picture despite my many failures...
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Ganging Up on Gratitude
The Bishop and the Atheist Warn of Too Much Thanks
A Thanksgiving Meditation
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By John Piper November 21, 2007
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These are days of strange alliances in evil. That is what evil has always done. Remember how Pilate and Herod were adversaries until their common abuse of Jesus knit them together? “Herod and Pilate became friends with each other that very day, for before this they had been at enmity with each other” (Luke 23:12).
That’s the way it is with the bishop and the atheist. They are united in blasting the power of God and the cross of Christ as putting poor Christians in the pitiful position of permanent gratitude.
The atheist is Christopher Hitchens who just published the book, God Is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything. He recently debated Dinesh D’Souza, a fellow at Hoover Institution at Stanford University. In the debate Hitchens said that those of us who believe in the God of Christianity are “condemned to live in this posture of gratitude, permanent gratitude, to an unalterable dictatorship in whose installation we had no say."
The bishop is John Shelby Spong, the retired bishop of the Episcopal Diocese of Newark. In his recent book, Jesus for the Non-Religious, he blasts the miserable condition of gratitude that the cross of Christ has produced for centuries.
What does the cross mean? How is it to be understood? Clearly the old pattern of seeing the cross as the place where the price of the fall was paid is totally inappropriate. Aside from encouraging guilt, justifying the need for divine punishment and causing an incipient sadomasochism that has endured with a relentless tenacity through the centuries, the traditional understanding of the cross of Christ has become inoperative on every level. As I have noted previously, a rescuing deity results in gratitude, never in expanded humanity. Constant gratitude, which the story of the cross seems to encourage, creates only weakness, childishness and dependency.” (277, emphasis added)
What can we say to this ganging up on gratitude?
To the Atheist:
Permanent, unalterable gratitude to an infinitely glorious Creator who loves us is what we were made for. The fact that we had no say in our creation is what creation means. It’s also what birth means. Neither God nor Mother Nature gives anyone the choice to be created or born. There is a lesson in that. We are dependent. That’s not debatable. It’s just the way it is. But if you embrace the reality of dependence and follow it all the way to the free gift of salvation through Christ, it is not condemnation but liberation. It does not feel disempowering to be called a “fellow-heir of God" (Romans 8:17).
To the Bishop:
“Yes,” Bishop Spong, “‘a rescuing deity results in gratitude.’ That’s true. We cannot stop the mercy of God from doing what it does. He has rescued us from our selfishness and its horrible endpoint, hell. Our hearts cannot stop feeling what they feel—gratitude.
You say this encourages “weakness.” Not exactly. It encourages being strong in a way that makes God look good, and makes us feel glad. For example, Jesus said to the apostle Paul, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Paul responded, “Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. . . . For when I am weak, then I am strong” (2 Corinthians 12:9). So his dependence made him stronger than he would have been otherwise. He is strong with the strength of Christ.
You say this “constant gratitude” produces “childishness.” Not really. Children do not naturally say thank you. They come into the world believing that the world owes them everything they want. You have to drill “thank you” into the selfish heart of a child. Feeling grateful and saying it often is a mark of remarkable maturity. We have a name for people who don’t feel thankful for what they receive. We call them ingrates. And everyone knows they are acting like selfish children. They are childish. No, Bishop Spong, God wants us to grow up into mature, thoughtful, wise, humble, thankful people. The opposite is childish.
In fact the opposite is downright cranky. C. S. Lewis, before he was a Christian, really disliked the message of the Bible that we should thank and praise God all the time. Then everything changed. What he discovered was not that praising and thanking made people childish, but that it made them large-hearted and healthy. He said, ‘The humblest, and at the same time most balanced and capacious, minds praised most while the cranks, misfits and malcontents praised least.’ That is my experience. When I am ungrateful, I am selfish and immature. When I am overflowing with gratitude I am healthy, other-oriented, servant-minded, Christ-exalting, and joyful.
To the Atheist and the Bishop:
You both seem to assume that the affection of gratitude is puerile and unsatisfying—something we need to grow out of if we would be deeply joyful and useful people. Presumably you feel that way because, in your experience, being self-sufficient and being thanked is more satisfying than feeling dependent and thankful. I have tasted this pleasure you seem to prefer. It is the pleasure of power—the pleasure of being above others so that they must give you thanks rather than the other way around.
This is what Jesus warned against when he said, “The kings of the Gentiles exercise lordship over them, and those in authority over them are called benefactors” (Luke 22:25). “Benefactors”—people who don’t want to say thank you to others, but like it when people say thank you to them. Your discomfort with gratitude—your sense that it is an unhappy and dissatisfying disposition—is not auspicious for your souls. It is very dangerous.
May I humbly invite you, and others you have influenced, into the lowly ranks of the dependent, thankful, happy, children of the living God on this Thanksgiving Day. There is great grace. Great forgiveness. All-supplying mercy. All-satisfying Beauty. Inexhaustible wisdom. It is all in Jesus Christ. And it lasts forever. May we say together, “Thanks be to God for his indescribable Gift.”
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"O hear this, all you who grew up in homes where there was only charge after charge after charge against you, and almost never an encouraging word. Hear this, all you who are so burdened by your own self-indictments – who seem to be wired to bring constant charges against yourself with oppressive and paralyzing effects. Hear this, you who rarely if ever say a positive, praising, thanking word, but criticize and murmur and grumble and gripe and complain till no one wants to be around you. Hear this: Romans 8, especially verse 33, is God’s remedy, God’s medicine, God’s cure for the paralysis that comes from charges against you – whether from yourself or from other people or from Satan, and for the ugly, sinful side effects of being a cynical, self-absorbed, whining, critical person.
The remedy is the utterly undeserved, freely given grace of never being charged successfully with any fault before God. Who can make any charge stick against God’s elect? Nobody? Let yourself feel the force of that freedom! Feel the clean, clear, morning air of: All charges dropped. You’re in a courtroom. You know you are guilty. You are awaiting a terrible sentence. Your future is over. Then, to the gasps of the courtroom, the judge says, "All the charges against you have been dropped." This is not meant to make unbelievers in this room comfortable on the way to destruction. It’s meant to help all of you love the one who bought your freedom."
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At any rate, here is his Thanksgiving meditation, reminding me of how strong and mighty and powerful it is to be weak, dependent and empty sometimes. Ah, the mystery and contratiction faith is to those who observe our lives...I just hope I don't muddy the waters too much so folks can see the clear picture despite my many failures...
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Ganging Up on Gratitude
The Bishop and the Atheist Warn of Too Much Thanks
A Thanksgiving Meditation
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By John Piper November 21, 2007
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These are days of strange alliances in evil. That is what evil has always done. Remember how Pilate and Herod were adversaries until their common abuse of Jesus knit them together? “Herod and Pilate became friends with each other that very day, for before this they had been at enmity with each other” (Luke 23:12).
That’s the way it is with the bishop and the atheist. They are united in blasting the power of God and the cross of Christ as putting poor Christians in the pitiful position of permanent gratitude.
The atheist is Christopher Hitchens who just published the book, God Is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything. He recently debated Dinesh D’Souza, a fellow at Hoover Institution at Stanford University. In the debate Hitchens said that those of us who believe in the God of Christianity are “condemned to live in this posture of gratitude, permanent gratitude, to an unalterable dictatorship in whose installation we had no say."
The bishop is John Shelby Spong, the retired bishop of the Episcopal Diocese of Newark. In his recent book, Jesus for the Non-Religious, he blasts the miserable condition of gratitude that the cross of Christ has produced for centuries.
What does the cross mean? How is it to be understood? Clearly the old pattern of seeing the cross as the place where the price of the fall was paid is totally inappropriate. Aside from encouraging guilt, justifying the need for divine punishment and causing an incipient sadomasochism that has endured with a relentless tenacity through the centuries, the traditional understanding of the cross of Christ has become inoperative on every level. As I have noted previously, a rescuing deity results in gratitude, never in expanded humanity. Constant gratitude, which the story of the cross seems to encourage, creates only weakness, childishness and dependency.” (277, emphasis added)
What can we say to this ganging up on gratitude?
To the Atheist:
Permanent, unalterable gratitude to an infinitely glorious Creator who loves us is what we were made for. The fact that we had no say in our creation is what creation means. It’s also what birth means. Neither God nor Mother Nature gives anyone the choice to be created or born. There is a lesson in that. We are dependent. That’s not debatable. It’s just the way it is. But if you embrace the reality of dependence and follow it all the way to the free gift of salvation through Christ, it is not condemnation but liberation. It does not feel disempowering to be called a “fellow-heir of God" (Romans 8:17).
To the Bishop:
“Yes,” Bishop Spong, “‘a rescuing deity results in gratitude.’ That’s true. We cannot stop the mercy of God from doing what it does. He has rescued us from our selfishness and its horrible endpoint, hell. Our hearts cannot stop feeling what they feel—gratitude.
You say this encourages “weakness.” Not exactly. It encourages being strong in a way that makes God look good, and makes us feel glad. For example, Jesus said to the apostle Paul, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Paul responded, “Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. . . . For when I am weak, then I am strong” (2 Corinthians 12:9). So his dependence made him stronger than he would have been otherwise. He is strong with the strength of Christ.
You say this “constant gratitude” produces “childishness.” Not really. Children do not naturally say thank you. They come into the world believing that the world owes them everything they want. You have to drill “thank you” into the selfish heart of a child. Feeling grateful and saying it often is a mark of remarkable maturity. We have a name for people who don’t feel thankful for what they receive. We call them ingrates. And everyone knows they are acting like selfish children. They are childish. No, Bishop Spong, God wants us to grow up into mature, thoughtful, wise, humble, thankful people. The opposite is childish.
In fact the opposite is downright cranky. C. S. Lewis, before he was a Christian, really disliked the message of the Bible that we should thank and praise God all the time. Then everything changed. What he discovered was not that praising and thanking made people childish, but that it made them large-hearted and healthy. He said, ‘The humblest, and at the same time most balanced and capacious, minds praised most while the cranks, misfits and malcontents praised least.’ That is my experience. When I am ungrateful, I am selfish and immature. When I am overflowing with gratitude I am healthy, other-oriented, servant-minded, Christ-exalting, and joyful.
To the Atheist and the Bishop:
You both seem to assume that the affection of gratitude is puerile and unsatisfying—something we need to grow out of if we would be deeply joyful and useful people. Presumably you feel that way because, in your experience, being self-sufficient and being thanked is more satisfying than feeling dependent and thankful. I have tasted this pleasure you seem to prefer. It is the pleasure of power—the pleasure of being above others so that they must give you thanks rather than the other way around.
This is what Jesus warned against when he said, “The kings of the Gentiles exercise lordship over them, and those in authority over them are called benefactors” (Luke 22:25). “Benefactors”—people who don’t want to say thank you to others, but like it when people say thank you to them. Your discomfort with gratitude—your sense that it is an unhappy and dissatisfying disposition—is not auspicious for your souls. It is very dangerous.
May I humbly invite you, and others you have influenced, into the lowly ranks of the dependent, thankful, happy, children of the living God on this Thanksgiving Day. There is great grace. Great forgiveness. All-supplying mercy. All-satisfying Beauty. Inexhaustible wisdom. It is all in Jesus Christ. And it lasts forever. May we say together, “Thanks be to God for his indescribable Gift.”
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© Desiring God
Permissions: You are permitted and encouraged to reproduce and distribute this material in any format provided that you do not alter the wording in any way and do not charge a fee beyond the cost of reproduction. For web posting, a link to this document on our website is preferred. Any exceptions to the above must be approved by Desiring God. Please include the following statement on any distributed copy: By John Piper. © Desiring God. Website: desiringGod.org
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Cranberry Cake
This is FAB. My friend Lynette made this for a gathering a couple of years ago and we were all hooked. So long as you're not opposed to butter *L* you'll love this.
Cranberry Cake
3 eggs
2 cups sugar
3/4 cup butter
1 t almond extract
2 cups flour
2 1/2 cups fresh or frozen cranberries
2/3 cup walnuts or pecans
Beat eggs with sugar until light in color add butter and almond, beat until smooth. Add flour until just combined. Stir in cranberries and nuts. Spread in a greased 9 x 13 pan. Bake at 350 45-50 min. til done.
Because I can't find frozen Cranberries, I buy them at holiday time and freeze my own
Cranberry Cake
3 eggs
2 cups sugar
3/4 cup butter
1 t almond extract
2 cups flour
2 1/2 cups fresh or frozen cranberries
2/3 cup walnuts or pecans
Beat eggs with sugar until light in color add butter and almond, beat until smooth. Add flour until just combined. Stir in cranberries and nuts. Spread in a greased 9 x 13 pan. Bake at 350 45-50 min. til done.
Because I can't find frozen Cranberries, I buy them at holiday time and freeze my own
The show went well
Thanks to you fab peeps who helped. About an average total which considering high gas prices and a competing show (Junior League, what WERE you thinking????) is quite good. Didn't sell a lot of expensive stuff, just "cobbled a lot of crumbs together and made a cake" as I used to say as a sales manager. Sold a LOT of aprons though...ten if I remember right. That was cool. There were a couple that I could have sold several times over if I had had backstock. Many thanks to all and thanks God for the moolah, you know we need it major league.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Let's get it started!
Biggest show of the year starts in about eight hours. Yep, it's late and before some shows, this one included, I'm always up late getting ready and feeling as if I missed the mark on lots of prep. But the fact is that I have a ton of product and have worked very hard and prayed just as hard that the show goes well. I have friends and hubs helping me in the booth tomorrow, and I am blessed.
So even though I'm tired, I'm PUMPED! Let's get it started in here, let's get it started in here (do you hear me singing that tune? driving my fellow peeps crazy? well, you will soon!)
Thanks, God for the good attitude going into this, and for all the ways you have helped me. I don't say that enough.
Kiddo stopped by the house tonight after going to a play at their school of their dreams with hubs. Kiddo was in a really tender and nurturing mood. It was good. Nice to see in the midst of all the pain, grief and anger they have to deal with. I am grateful.
Okay, off to a few hours of sleep and an early departure to the show. Ciao...
So even though I'm tired, I'm PUMPED! Let's get it started in here, let's get it started in here (do you hear me singing that tune? driving my fellow peeps crazy? well, you will soon!)
Thanks, God for the good attitude going into this, and for all the ways you have helped me. I don't say that enough.
Kiddo stopped by the house tonight after going to a play at their school of their dreams with hubs. Kiddo was in a really tender and nurturing mood. It was good. Nice to see in the midst of all the pain, grief and anger they have to deal with. I am grateful.
Okay, off to a few hours of sleep and an early departure to the show. Ciao...
Monday, November 12, 2007
I think this may be a random character generator... *L*
...at least in my case, that is. If you use this for your blog, don't just paste the html in as the fine print has a spam generator. However, I have noticed others with lower "ratings" so perhaps there is a small nugget of accuracy. Don't overstate the size of that nugget, though...*L*
As one friend said "I'm just glad mine didn't say 'Preschool Board Book'". Mel, that would be EXTREMELY inaccurate...
As one friend said "I'm just glad mine didn't say 'Preschool Board Book'". Mel, that would be EXTREMELY inaccurate...
Peaceful weekend...
...hubs, kiddo and I left town and rented a cabin for a couple of nights. It was an awesome place. It had two decks, a wraparound porch, jacuzzi, hot tub, fire ring, and NO PHONE!!!! It was probably a year old or so...and the owners had really shown a lot of attention to detail. It was perfect for us. No financial hangover either; for what we got, it was an outstanding deal financially.
It wasn't much of a vacation time wise, but it is the most we're going to get at least for now, money wise. Hopefully we can go back there soon.
Didn't do a single productive thing (well, I did plan for shows, but I wasn't TOO bad.) *L* Realistically I shouldn't have taken the time off, but I did anyway.
Here are some photos...since they're hawking their cabin online they probably won't mind. Just message me if you want more info on where it was.
When we got back, hubs' stress peaked badly...it wasn't fun. Kind of wiped away some of the rest we had. Unsettling. But I still really enjoyed the weekend.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Bumper Sticker
Haven't done a bumper sticker lately...
how about
"I believe, help my unbelief"
that would be good about now. :-)
how about
"I believe, help my unbelief"
that would be good about now. :-)
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Last Night's Potluck
The lovely orzo salad...
...and rice casserole
Except I put cheese on it, so it wasn't that healthy. Mea Culpa
...and rice casserole
Except I put cheese on it, so it wasn't that healthy. Mea Culpa
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
amen to that...
Chuck Grassley wants to know about tremendous, scandalous waste in these 501 c 3s. I don't usually comment about this kind of stuff on the blog, but yeah buddy, go get 'em. They richly deserve the scrutiny...
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071107/ap_on_go_co/televangelist_probe
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071107/ap_on_go_co/televangelist_probe
What M-cat wants to look like...
...If Emily (otherwise known as M-cat for "mom cat", everyone's mom including mine) received all the food she wanted and is constantly begging for, she would look like this. And not the kitten on the left, mind you.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Saying goodbye
to hopes and dreams.
Hubs and I have set aside something we have longed for...not for us, rather for kiddo.
It's no longer prudent to chase it. We see it clearly.
I still have faith, but I also have a ton of unbelief on this one.
Lord, please still our heavy hearts on this one, and comfort us somehow in spite of a deep pain that we feel. You can still do a miracle.
I'll still follow if you don't, though. There are other, smaller miracles happening every day and I just have to pay attention to them right now. My mourning on this one is deep, but it's clearly the right thing to do.
Somehow we will put this in perspective, someday. I pray we will, anyway. Tragic.
Friday, November 2, 2007
He's a bad, bad man...
The last few days I have felt like poo poo. I fell asleep around 4 after taking kiddo home from school (yawning all the way and feeling yucko) and then slept straight through like the dead till the morning.
So hubs came home and was looking for food to eat. I had made a lovely chicken noodle soup which was in the fridge. He had partaken of a bowl the day before and liked it a lot. I also had a nice large cooked chicken breast tucked away for easy consumption.
But he saw a container of guacamole and sat down in front of the tube with the last handful of saltine crackers we had.
Four or five saltines don't get one far when they are using guacamole and crackers for dinner...so hubs went scavenging in the pantry. He found some peanut butter crackers, individually wrapped in packets of six...he won these for a golf "prize" at a tournament.
Necessity being the mother of invention, you can guess what he did next.
Strange thing was, he LIKED the combination.
And he talked ME into trying it.
And I liked it too. So weird. I must find a healthier way of doing this.
He is a bad, bad man...*L* I told him he was a sick freak. But what does that make me? ;-)
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Still feeling oh so exhausted...
Hopefully lots of rest, good meds, and good food/exercise will help.
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