Snow!!!

Snow day. Ice day? It’s a freaking cold day. I’m not making it to work today because of it. My son is irked at me because of it. He thinks I don’t trust his driving. I’m trying to explain to him that there are a whole lot of idiots on the roads on days like these that I have far more concerns about. Plus, we would be using his vehicle….AKA “Betty”. I see the car a bit different. All it is is an elongated Pacer. It is all windows and zero airbags. I’d hate to think what an impact would look like in that car. But I, the worry wart mother, had no say in this purchase. If I had he would be driving a reinforced tank.

Since I’m home I am trying to get caught up on a few things. Taking a bit of a break from studies right now so I thought I’d actually try to get something into the blog. I’ve actually been asked about it. A bit scary that people actually intentionally want to read the blog. I guess that writers strike in Hollywood makes the pickings dang slim.

We had our Valentines Dance at church. It went very well. Turn out was phenomenal and fun was had by all. Bob and I didn’t do so hot at the Newlywed Game but we did get plenty of comments asking how we could possibly guess the same road sign as “Falling Rock”. Guess we have mind connections we weren’t aware of. Actually the way that worked out isn’t all that mysterious. We have a framed picture of a falling rock sign here at home that his parents had taken. As a boy Bob had entertained his parents on a road trip by telling a tale of a young Indian warrior by the name of Falling Rock. Between that and knowing my temperament piecing the two together wasn’t all that difficult.

We had pictures done for the church directory. Ours will be the comedy portion of the directory. Bob has this huge, honking cold sore on his lip and I had made a spontaneous decision last weekend to get my hair chopped off. I HATE my haircut. Given the tilt of the head the photographer likes to place you….I have a definite family resemblance to Moe of the famous trio. Why doesn’t my family stop me and save me from myself?

The fire smells good. The warmth feels good too. We spoke at class Tuesday night about where do we go to be with God. At the time I had some trouble really nailing that down. I mentioned my deck in the summer and of course the old stand-by the toidy. It has been a few days now and moments like these, with the fire, are also those times. I don’t think there has to be a “spot” for that to happen. I think God finds us and all we have to do is receive Him. The scent of the fire and that radiating heat…that’s God. Just like the sound of leaves in the breeze and the gurgle of a stream with its cool water running through your fingers is God. Laughter from children and the soft touch of a well seasoned grandparent…..God. Shooting stars and puppy breath…..God. My point is..God is everywhere. We just need to slow down enough to hear Him and appreciate Him. To praise Him and love Him. The fire smells really good.

Quick chat.

I'm still crunched for time but I thought I'd add another pic today from over the weekend. We were facing both the sun and the bay on this. Major squint factor. The couple that took this for us had the same issue when we took theirs for them.

We are hoping to do the couples weekend they offer in November as well. We had such a wonderful time at Sandy Cove. It had a major impact for we as a couple. We are both feeling new again. If people have not experienced Sandy Cove before we highly recommend it. Especially for couples. One of the main lessons we came away with was to make ourselves a priority without guilt. The kids may have some adjusting to do in the days ahead. It also has connected us spiritually in a way that wasn't there before. If I had time I'd try to be more articulate about this but I haven't that luxury right now.

It's snowing out!!! Everyone stay safe and warm out there. Hugs to the world!!!!!!

Perfect

Bob and I had the most perfect of weekends!!! I cannot go into now because of all the work waiting for me to do this morning......but I thought I'd give you a glimpse of what the end of our days looked like as a preview.

George Carlin

A Message by George Carlin:

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but
shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more,
but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger! houses and
smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees
but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet
more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too
little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too
tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too
much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to
life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but
have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered
outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not
better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the
atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan
more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We
build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies
than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digest ion, big men and small
character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days
of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These
are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one
night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from
cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the
showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not
going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because
that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the
only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but
most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes
from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person
will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the
precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by themoments that take our breath away.

Feel the love

Well the family believes strongly in the power of prayer. Theirs was answered today. Mom...dear o'me.....awoke with laryngitis. I get this 1-2 times a year and my whole family anticipates it with the same enthusiasm as they do Christmas. They do various celebratory acts such as touchdown stances, dances and woohoo's! Can you feel the warm fuzzies?

I am loaded down for work today with lots of water, aspirin and cough drops. Last week I couldn't walk and today I can't talk. I'm a living disaster. Still no calgon in sight.

Need to reboot

Blah, blech, grrrrr. I am having a miserable day. Not sure if it is the chicken or the egg. I am showing all the signs of coming down with something, achiness, sore throat, headache, slight temp....and I'm also feeling overwhelmed with everything. Am I overwhelmed because I feel ill or am I ill because I'm overwhelmed? Calgon take me away!

Last week was a tough one. I think that was because of my leg. Wouldn't you know that darn thing gave me fits all week. I think it was because I wasn't getting a chance to give it some rest. I was on my feet most of every day. I have been able to give it some rest these past two days but I still have a hint of a duck waddle. It irks me to have yet more knee problems. I am NOT patient and all those other gentle, biblical qualities about this. I'd love to take the surgeons kneecap and turn it, at the very least, 90 degrees. Why didn't he just take care of my problem why he was in there? My opinions of the medical field tend to be of the kind not shared in polite company.

I'm also frustrated because, given it is apparent I'm coming down with something, it could not be coming at a WORSE time. Bob and I are supposed to be going away for the weekend. This will be the first time in nearly three years that we've done this. This really sucks pond scum.

This isn't whining. This is full blown kvetching. No, kvetch doesn't cover it either. I'm b#t&hing!

My drugs are giving me troubles too. I've tried ignoring it thinking it would pass but it isn't. That torques me off too because we just paid $150.00 in CO-PAY for these darn things. The idea of flushing them and starting over isn't very appealing.

Okay...ok...find a good thing. Fiiiiinnnnddddd a good thing. My children are strong and heathy....that is a VERY good thing. God loves me even when I'm not very lovable. That is an AWESOME thing.

Back to task.