Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Worlds Colliding...Worlds Coinciding

It was bound to happen and this morning it did.  Roy had just left for the office and Buddy had cuddled up on my arm.  My plans were to grab a little extra sleep before getting up.  Buddy rarely sleeps with her face toward mine.  I have read it is a great sign of affection and love when a cat puts their rear end toward you.  I'm sure  there are still studies right now of having a rear end in your face when people stow their carry on in the storage bin above the seats on an airline.  Think we are safe to assume there is no love or affection in that, only the high possibility of someone, usually a man, fluffing in your face.  Back to Buddy...anyway this morning she decided to sleep with her face close to mine.  Cue a little Roberta Flack...the first time ever I saw your face....  Anyway, just as Buddy edged closer to me, her whisker went perfectly inside my nostril and you can imagine the scene...screaming, throwing off covers, getting tangled up in said covers, grabbing my glasses and a tickle inside my nose that I can still feel.  I scared Buddy and she was running around the bed and concluded her fearful time with a perfect 10 dismount onto the floor.  The Russian judge gave her an eight.  So where was this Russian judge, sitting with Roberta Flack.  Is someone's ADD all over the place this morning?  Hmmmm.....maybe.  With all the excitement the thought of sleeping longer wasn't a viable option anymore.  Funny, how dreams and actual happenings can synchronize.  In my dream, I was auditing a class at Rice University and was quite an avid student.  The professor had just mentioned that I might qualify for admittance to the university and challenged me to be low key and unemotional in the pursuit of this and it was just at that moment whisker penetration to the nostril cavity commenced in real life.  I feel certain I am not going to be admitted to the university now after that display.  I am trying to remember what area of study I was so good in from the dream.

We've added a little mix to the bird feeder.  This week we put sunflower seeds, already shelled, in the feeder and it is a bird free for all feeding frenzy.  The mockingbirds have taken over which makes the doves watch and eat a little faster because no one knows when the mockingbirds are going to dive bomb the area.

This week in CBS we are in Luke 5.  Luke 5 is in my top ten favorite chapters of the Bible.  The stories in that chapter are so foundational and Dr. Luke gives good details in each one of them.  There are several questions discussing the phrase fear not or don't be afraid.  So far we have seen angels say this and now Jesus in the book of Luke.  So after loving the homework, I got the opportunity to put what I had just studied into action in the fear and chaos of change verses resting in God's timing and kindness.  We hit another snag in the home buying process over a little, tiny sliver of property and trying to define who owns it and does it change the appraisal value which means all the paperwork will have to be reworked and a new filing thus delaying closing.  That opens the door for the seller to renege on selling, we lose $3000.00 and begin a new process of looking for a NC home.  That 'fear' lingered a bit in the air and I had to decide how I was going to respond; shut down in fear or chose joy and continue on with the day.  Good thing we had just studied Luke 4 and using the Word in those trying times.  So I prayed and asked several friends to pray with us.  Oh my, never doubt an encouraging response and word...I was so encouraged and lifted in spirit reading the faith filled words  they wrote.  Thus, I went about the day doing what I had planned which almost all revolved around preparation for getting the Alex home.  Yesterday morning in my Bible reading, this verse caught my attention, "You crown the year with a bountiful harvest; even the hard pathways over flow with abundance." Psalm 65:11

Funny just like dreams and real life interactions, so do blog writing and emails coincide.  Just got more news... it is a process...it is a hard pathway...but Psalm 66:11 comes in, "For I cried out to him for help, praising him as I spoke."  Which reminds me of Eph 6:18, "pray in the Spirit at all times and on every occasion."  If the Lord brings us to mind today, we'd appreciate the prayers.  

Saturday, October 18, 2014

NC and Kindness on the Brain

 Guess it is hard to tell but I have North Carolina on the brain.  OK, it is not that hard to tell.  The above picture is right outside of Marshall.  The chimney is all that remains of a long ago house fire.  Here lately, anytime either on of us does something dumb or don't seem totally engaged in what we are doing, we accuse one another of having North Carolina brain.  I think I have it worse than Roy.
 The above picture is from Mars Hill College in Mars Hill.  They are not affiliated with the church in Seattle.  Cute campus right in the middle of the town.
Of course the September sunflowers at the Biltmore are beautiful.  


There isn't a shortage of old barns either.  The scenery around our home makes you want to stop every few feet to get another picture.  Almost every road to Asheville is gorgeous!  The interstate isn't a bad view either.

This morning Roy left early because it is his turn to fix breakfast for the men's Bible study.  Buddy and I stayed a few more moments in bed and once again my thoughts turn toward the kindness of God.  This morning some of the strangest memories came to mind and after thinking through each one at the end I could see God's kindness has been all over my life.  Even in the worst of times and I wasn't thinking of bad times this morning, the evidence is there of His kindness.  I don't think until this summer I have really ever thought about kindness whether it be God's or other people's.  Throughout life kindness has had other names, nice, love, dare I even say it, sweet.  If you are one who tends to reflect back on life and those reflections soon turn into bitterness over life dealings, think through them again but look for God's kindness.  It is there.

Even with those stupid boxes from my father had God's kindness in them.  Not in the junk or leftovers or in the pure trash contained therein, not in the few pictures but in God's kindness He used them to tie up a lot of loose ends and has answered a few of the remaining questions.  He has given me new eyes to see the life my mother was forced into all those years. Like I have written before, all the bitterness and why me has long gone into a sea of forgiveness, yet knowing there is a rip tide in those waters...that can easily draw one back in, I stay away.  This too is a kindness from God, being set free and wrapping things up before moving on into this next season of life.

Last night we met our friends David and Emily for dinner and then went back to their house for dessert.  We had such a great time with them.  It was an early evening for us because Roy needed to get back home to continue on some projects from the office.  He is trying to do some of it everyday so Sunday doesn't end up being one of those work all day kind of things.

This looks to be a beautiful day.  Go into it experiencing kindness.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

We've Been Approved!


Yesterday, at 2:20 pm I was working on the pantry when the phone rang.  It was Roy, he asked me what I was doing and then just had a general conversation about his arrival home later than sooner.  Before he hung up he asks if I am sitting down?  No, but he told me I should and that's when he told me we had been approved, the house was to be ours.  I was stunned and silent with deep joy, not that I didn't think we wouldn't get the house but these days a misplaced comma seems to be able to deter you from getting a mortgage. Well, ID theft is more than a comma, but we are so glad to have that settled enough to get approval. When we got off the phone, there were no fist pumps or jumping up and down...but grateful thanks to the Lord for His blessings and wisdom going through the process.  Thankfulness for a home that we absolutely love and didn't even think we would come back to Rancho De Five with an offer accepted when we left in September.  A little farmhouse, not on a farm, but in the rolling pastoral valley with long range mountain views in the distance.  Feels like the country, but close to Weaverville and just about 23 minutes into downtown Asheville.   Closing looks to be next Wednesday.

So I have found a couple of new shows to watch, Southern Justice and Smoky Mountain Money. Southern justice takes place closer to the Tenn/NC/Virginia border areas.  The counties are more northeast from where our home is.  One thing for sure, there are a lot of places to hide on the dark back roads of the mountains.  So glad for that street light on our road in front of the house.  Then Smoky Mountain Money is about ginseng hunters and believe me, I do not want to be back in the mountains hiking...ever....or digging for ginseng.

After we close comes the busy season for me.  Roy has been in the midst of all the prep and closing paperwork and I will need to see about movers taking some of our furniture that way and if we order furniture here and have it delivered and then take it up there.  I know Roy and I will make several trips up there before spring.  It is overwhelming to think of the months ahead, but overwhelming in a good way.




Wednesday, October 15, 2014

A Brief Wednesday Word

Yesterday morning I was writing by 5:30 am and when I finished around 7:00 am and reread the blog post, I realized it had been a writing exercise for my my eyes only.  At first I was a little disappointed in making that decision because it seemed to be some of the best writing I had done in a while but that's when I knew.  The writing was too near and dear to my heart, even if it helped someone, it is not time to post it yet or if ever.

I also got caught up on homework yesterday morning.  Sometimes I have to come back to the first day's questions so it is on to days two and three and then a return back to day one.  It is more helpful at times to do it that way.  For a needed break from writing and homework, a trip to Home Goods seemed to be in order.  Apparently, many felt that way.  It was the day after a three day weekend and moms were out in force shopping and on their phones talking.  When it comes to Home Goods, it is a full attention store for me, don't want phone distractions.

This has been a week of scanning and returning.  Another skill mastered this week.  All kinds of papers in need of signatures for the new home.  Hopefully, we hear something today as all systems seem to be go.  Last night Roy had to write an affidavit explaining his last tax client from private firm days and for me, explaining the check of our one paying Mildred and Gertrude gig at Living Proof last December.  It is a good thing our Pastor didn't want Mildred and Gertrude for the deacon's Christmas Dinner last year, because that would have been fun to explain as well to a lender.  Roy did a really good job description because really, how do you explain M and G?

This past weekend the search and rescue for winter/fall clothes was on.  Only Roy and Buddy are able to reach into the dark recesses under the beds.  Thankfully, Roy is helpful while Buddy is not.  Because of Roy's excellent arm reach, he found everything that has been stored under the bed.  Now is the fun part of getting things switched out yet hanging onto enough when the temps go back up which will be sooner than later.  The project is about halfway finished, but oh what to do with sweaters until the time they are needed?

Half the pantry has been organized and a few other projects have been marked of the to do list.  Better review homework and no cooking....Roy's bringing home dinner.



Monday, October 13, 2014

Rainy Days and Mondays...I'm Fine With Both

Because I know everyone wants to catch up with Whinetta, she is still hanging around and going through all her abilities to sound differently at will.  In the dead of early morning I awoke thinking someone must have a soccer game on because the long strain of gooooooaaaaalllllll was in earshot.  Neighbors watching soccer reruns perhaps?  No, Whinetta showing off because she had already had gone through her rep of sounding like an owl and like Debbie Downer...wha wha wha....  Yesterday I thought it was clearly just a throat thing but it is looking more like a combo throat/nose kind of partnership.   Whinetta is looking like she will be gone soon since she just shows up at night now, but it will be oh so wonderful when she is gone and this cold is gone and things get back to normal or as normal as things get around here.

This a total ease into the day kind of morning.  Intermittent sun with overcast skies announcing and then unannouncing rain or maybe not rain.  No matter, it is a great kind of day for one with a limited attention span.  After all the closet cleaning, yesterday was more a day of rest except for changing out the purses from summer to fall/winter.  During this process I was paid rather well finding $80.00 in a purse, $6.00 tucked away in the summer purse and this morning $6.00 in a pair of warm up pants that went through the laundry but didn't fall out of the pocket.  This has been a very profitable endeavor.  Since our garbage cans are pretty much full, I'm waiting to start my newest clean out project tomorrow with a fresh slate of garbage can room.  Sunday truly turned to be a day of rest, which both of us needed.  I started a new book since the last one was going too formumatic and it has my full attention, "a land more kind than home."  A surprise in the book is the setting, it takes place in Marshall, NC and the surrounding area.  It is easy to imagine the settings and recall some of the landmarks referred to in the story.

I did venture out last evening to grab a quick dinner with Dena.  We chose to eat Mexican food at Tony's, the cousin owned one that is open on Sundays.  It was delicious!  It is always great to catch up with each other, to celebrate the victories, no matter how small or big,  share the happenings of life and to laugh a lot.

The rain has begun with some lightning and thunder.  I decided I better go get cleaned up to thwart a storm heading over us.  It is a truth that only people dressed weirdly and with messy hair get interviewed in the aftermath of a storm or any kind of incident on TV.  Now, I have a 50% chance because although I cleaned up, I still have Bozo the Clown hair rocking the casbaugh.

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Just Me and Whinetta....

This is sabbatical Sunday and in reality we haven't had one of these in a long time.  Upon returning from NC, we have been in church every Sunday which before NC seemed to be an every other Sunday kind of thing.  This wouldn't be sabbatical Sunday except for this cough due to cold thing, which seems to be diminishing each day.  Yahoo!  There are several choices in cold distractions.  The desire to breathe through the nose, giving up carrying Kleenex everywhere and the strangest cold distraction this noise that comes out of the throat at the strangest times....most especially when one is trying to sleep.  It is a high pitch whinny sound, not the usual wheezing.  Maybe this comes with age because I have not experienced this before.  At times when hearing that noise that can sound like someone talking in the distance does it finally occur to me, hey, that disgusting noise is coming from me.  In the ranks of disgusting noises from one's person...this one would be the public noise of choice but it is nerve-wrecking when you are trying to fall asleep.  Since this noise has been with me this week I have given it a name, Whinetta.

So me and this throat noise cleared out a few closets yesterday with long breaks of college football in-between.   Whinetta and I started in the bathroom linen closet which contains linens but most shelves are filled with product.  Oh mainly hair product, liniment, spray liniment, band aids, fragrance products, lotions but no potions.  By clearing out old product there was room for more linens...i.e. towels.  The collection of give away make up bags was thinned out to the bare minimum...which is about two at this time.  Whinetta and I watched the MSU-Auburn game during cleanup breaks and we decided  to root for the underdog MSU since both teams had beaten LSU.   Next on the cleanup agenda was a couple of drawers in the bedroom where cleanup and watching meshed.  By now we are watching the Baylor game and at times I had to look away because it was hard watching the Bears fall behind so early and so often.  So it was back to the MSU game.  By the time Whinetta and I hit the guest bedroom closet, Roy was involved in watching the games so we were at his mercy of which game we watched.  The TV in that bedroom is hooked up to the same receiver in the living room, so you are at the living room viewers mercy.   Work continued as stuff went into bags and containers for KCM.  This is the closet of hopeful return, meaning smaller sized jeans made up a lot of the content along with season decor.  I gave up hope and loaded those jeans up for someone else to enjoy because I know me, by the time I get back down to the smaller size, I will want to buy new clothes, not wear old clothes that has laid dormant in the closet and under the bed.

But the closet did not become the hopeless closet because buried under seasonal decor and jeans, a box, that had totally slipped from mind...full of pictures.  Lots of pictures of my mom, brother, nieces, and Roy.  And a few other favorites like the year my tennis ladies beat the church ladies at the Christmas Table Top event and Lisa P, Dena and I at Cafe Beignet in NOLA.  The before and aftermath of delicious treats.  I rejoiced in Baylor's comeback victory, I rejoiced that LSU had a walk off field goal at The Swamp and I rejoiced that I had more pictures than I remembered after the whole box  debacle of 2014, the boxes from my father's house.  God truly restores the years the locust devoured.

My One Word for this year is perseverance.  It has been a word that has given me hope in desperate times and it is a word that perfectly describes so many events of this year...to pers-a-dang-vere as Beth Moore so aptly puts it.  I have begun my search for the One Word for next year and I am leaning toward something light and airy....I think it's about time for one of those kind of years.   I need to check with Whinetta first.

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Quiet Saturday Mornings

A sunny Saturday morning with rain predicted for later today.  It is quiet.  Buddy has gone for her early morning nap and Roy is at Bible study and he is then running a few errands before coming home.  I am in the coughing phase of this cold, so that means I am in the home stretch of getting this cold thing wrapped up.

Yesterday morning was the good old blonding up appointment at Emmanuel.  Love the whole process of hair maintenance along with great conversation and wonderful products to choose from.  I had been really good using up everything I had at home before purchasing some much needed items yesterday.  I had plans to do a few other things after the appointment but the coughing jag sent me home and that was probably the best place to be.  Infinity Water came and changed out the filter in our kitchen while I was going through and throwing away or recycling magazines.  It was even more productive later in the afternoon when Roy went through his T-shirts and shorts and got several bags ready for KCM.

Thursday was brunch day at Bible study and once again I am in a group of excellent cookers.  Several came up to me after teaching time and asked if I had brought grits because they wanted some, but I hadn't made them this time.  This study of the book of Luke is a good one and the homework has been thought provoking.

Looks like the home buying process is back on track and hopefully will have a closing date sooner than later.  The seller has been so generous with timing but we are fast approaching her closing for her new home, so our prayer is for everything timing-wise to go well for both parties.  In retrospect I wish the decision hadn't been made to go with the first lender.  It seemed like they didn't know much about a few things that are intrinsic to us or maybe Texas.  They didn't know what a master limited partnership was, I mean really doesn't everyone know?  Well, no, but if you are in the business you'd think there would be familiarity with them.   It is puzzling that they would look at this one fraudulent tax return weighed against all the excellent reports still says they don't know what a master limited partnership is because they thought Roy owned about 25% of the company he works for....he told them if I did, why would I be coming to y'all for a home mortgage?  We have had several positive signs that things are moving along now and we anticipate closing on our dream sooner than later.

Now to stay home, take it easy and get rid of this cough due to cold.  This cold has put a damper on some of our weekend plans, so instead of being out and about with friends, I will concentrate on working around here and watching college football in between projects or between attention spans.

Nancy's Monablog