Friday, June 29, 2007
I have irrational fears and have had them since I was little. I use the letters IF in my journal for irrational fear. Last year I led a staff devotion on John 11. There are a lot of ifs in that chapter. The disciples have ifs, the crowd has ifs, Martha had an if and even her holy and saintly sister Mary who always is found at Jesus' feet had an if. But Jesus had a bigger If to theirs. His is, if you believe. They were iffing on if you had been here, if he is asleep that is good, and if He is the Son of God. Jesus' If has to be bigger than our what ifs or ifs...we have to put our ifs into His capable and strong will for our lives. So the question is, whose if is bigger in our lives?
So, IF...irrational fear came early on in my life. When I was 2 and 3 my dad would take me on snow walks in the winter. No, not in Houston, but we lived in the burbs of Chicago. We would walk around the school across the street from our home and he would make noises like someone is trapped in the school. I wanted to help the person and the story always was the janitor was locked in and if we helped him he would hurt us. Yea, that makes sense, but I believed it. So, I began to have the irrational fear of being locked in and of schools. Couple this with my grandmother reciting Little Orphan Annie to me at night with the phrase, "and the goblins are gonna git you if you don't watch out" and I was a feared little girl. When my brother came along and we would get into arguments and fights, our parents would fake pack and leave us at home thinking that would stop us from fighting. In fact, my dad kept the phone number of an orphanage by the phone to call if we could not behave and the orphanage could come and pick us up. So with these kind of things and some much worse, my brother and I have had life long issues with being left. So as adults any outing or event, I would always volunteer to drive, that way I could not be left. When I didn't drive and had no control, I would carry around hundreds of dollars just in case I needed to get home. Thankfully the Lord and therapy has delivered me from that irrational fear.
Most children think there are monsters under their beds, I thought my monster was Mary Todd Lincoln. We were in Springfield, IL at a museum and I said to my mom, "Mary Todd Lincoln is fat." I also found out on the tour she was crazy. My mom told me not to speak ill of the dead. In my head two and two meant crazy Mary Todd Lincoln was under my bed at night. If my arm or leg slipped off the edge of the bed, she was waiting there to sweep me under. I know that Mary does not live under our bed now. There is too much junk underneath it for her to be there, (see Mary Todd Lincoln is fat) and Buddy goes under our bed all the time and she comes out alive. :) Forgive me Lisa, but I had to put a smiley face there.
Here is the one irrational fear I have not let go of, mammograms during bad weather and storms. When I was 35 I went to have a baseline mammogram and I heard some of the tecs teasing each other. They said, what if the electricity went out or there was a fire, guess we would have to run and leave these ladies hooked up to the machine. So out of their teasing I developed this irrational fear of having a mammogram during bad weather. Just this month, can I tell you how many times I have canceled appointments? I mean really if you think about it, when your "girls" are smushed in the machine and electricity gone, how do they get you out and if there was a fire, you know "every woman for herself "is going to take over rational minds. I told the nurse the other day I would make an appointment in a season of less volatile weather.
So, how does irrational fear play a part in the SPA story? In my irrational fear mind, one should never be naked in a store. Even when you are trying on a swimsuit, you still wear underwear. At any other SPA, this thought doesn't even cross my mind, cause this is what you do at a SPA, but when the SPA is in the store...I have struggled. If there was a fire would I have the presence of mind to stop by the locker and get all my clothes. I would be standing there in a robe and in my irrational thinking, I would feel better if I had on some panties with the robe. Here is another thing that just gets me. In the relaxation room where everyone is sitting there in a robe, I have had conversations with men who are complete strangers, but I had the protection of undies on. As I was relaxing yesterday, the new massage therapist, who is a man, was there with his client. I was a little more nervous...no undie protection. I am glad that most of the time it is all ladies. When a man is there in the middle of the day, I want to say, go to your JOB! Yesterday, while I got ready for my appointment, I paid attention to detail...you know this would be a "first" and I wanted to look good not have an embarrassing moment. Kind of reminded me of how we get ready for first dates, but to use that example you might get the wrong impression of my single life. No, I am just saying, after things become old hat, you don't give the detailed attention... I am going to move on, so, I did it. At one point my irrational fear told me I was being paged in the store. In addition to the new sans experience, I had also arranged for an hour and half massage. I had 40.00 in Nord Notes and being a good steward of money and a cheerful giver, I used the notes for an extra special treat. After the massage was over Stacy said, "it will be hard for you to go back on both accounts...sans panties and back to an hour massage. She was right. As a side note, when you get a massage you should always ask if they will massage your head and ears. That ear massage will make one go all Peggy Hill, "Oh Yea!"
So, last night I decided to do a little visitation to the congregation there at The Nord. Since I am now The Reverend Nancy of the Nord, to do so is the call on my life. Yesterday, I stayed home from work because of the trip/fall in my last post, a groggy fever kind of headache and a sore throat. I knew my visit to the SPA would work wonders on my body and my spirit. Stacy even used essential oil on my back for my congestion. She told me I would sleep well and deep. She was right, best night sleep in a long time, but it could also have been from all the carbs in the Greek Pizza and orange chicken lettuce wraps I had at CPK afterwards. I met Dena for din din.
I left refreshed and encouraged. I was anointed with fresh oil (Psalm 92:10b) and I am planted in the house of the Nord flourishing...Psalm 92:13.
Several have asked about membership in First Nording... it is easy, when you hear the piano playing -come... I'll be there to welcome you. Some have asked if they can serve as a deacon or deaconess...yes!!! But, I guess I should have some guidelines...guess it would be Love the Nord. If you have never been to the Nord, it is not too late to go.
I will be at the House of the Nord tomorrow. I would have gone today for lunch, but I had been there on Sunday, Wednesday and last night. I need to pace myself.
I just lost my post about everything that happened last night. I saved it and now it is gone. I don't have it in me right now to rewrite the whole thing. Maybe I will have the energy to do it later. It was dang funny if I say so myself. I gotta take a nap, this has exhausted me.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
I am glad I am married to a man who isn't picky about dinner options. Preparing a meal and having everything be done at the same time overwhelms me.
Another thing in this article is don't complain if he is not home for dinner or if he stays out all night... uh, there is something wrong in 1955 if the husband stays out all night... actually it doesn't matter what year, if your husband is staying out all night, it is probably for the same reason no matter what the year. You cannot be alright with that.
Another thing that bothered me when I was little was thinking I could be having a totally fun day by the pool or working outside and then have to get all dressed up right before hubby came home. Again I don't think I had the attention span or the desire to maintain this five days a week. Don't get me wrong I try to look nice when Roy gets home, but sometimes it just isn't going to happen.
I love Roy's thinking in marriage. He says, what blesses me is going to bless him. So, if I go to an Astro's game with girlfriends and come home with stories of fun and laughter, that blesses him. Of course with the Astro's loosing like they are, that blesses no one! Maybe this is easier to maintain because we never had children and it is much easier to arrange a yes to do something when there are no little ones to think about.
Just a few thoughts...
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
In the words of Whitney Houston,
I love the Nord,
they heard my cry
and made me a Reverend
long as I live
and Anniversary Sales come....
I hasten tooooo,the Nord..... (From the Preacher's Wife)
Oh and the last name of the man who made me a Rev tonight???? Cross. How fitting is that?
The Reverend Nancy Mon...sounds good...hey, wait a minute, I didn't get my ministerial discount!
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
American Express. I just said American Express like it was a cuss word. For the most part I love em, but from time to time they just aggravate the tar out of me. My new card came last week and I came home at lunch to get it activated and I was asking a few questions that did not compromise any kind of knowledge and they told me since I am not the account holder, they could not tell me when or where something was mailed to us...they would have to tell Roy. I thought...do you ever notice who pays the bills and redeems reward points??? HELLO...it's me. I know they are going to say that, but still...it aggravates the dickens out of me.
Someone gave me some home grown tomatoes, so I came home at lunch and had a tomato and mayonnaise sandwich. That was some good eatin'.
We have check in at 8:10 in the Ministries Suite most mornings. Today, our new Minister to Adults/Assistant Education Minister was in unloading some boxes. So, we moved check in to his office and had a great time. Of course we scattered when he asked if we would like to help him unload boxes...we were immediately about the Lord's work at our own desks. I have been hard at work on a promotional piece about him and it has been a long arduous but joyful process. Along with quotes Jason has asked for signatures to go with the quotes...it makes for a really nice look. Getting the signatures, adjusting the piece to new postal regulations, and just getting the finishing touches on this deal has taken much longer than usual.
The Astro's...sigh...what is going on? Like Courtney said...they are killing us. Kind of like Roberta Flack's song Killing Us Softly.
I made reservations for Roy and me at La Cantera in San Antonio today...we won't be going until November, but we got a great deal. Now, I just need to make some SPA appointment time there. I hear the stone massage there is really, really good.
When it rains hard I begin to crave Shipley Donut's. The cake kind. Last night, we even stopped at at Shipley's right before closing to see if they still had some. None, other people must crave them in bad weather too. This tradition comes from my crazy friend Debbie. When Roy and I first were married, he traveled a lot coming home every other weekend or so. Debbie lived by Hobby Airport but worked right down the street from our apt. So, a lot of times she would spend the night during the week and had her own set up in our guest bedroom. So, when it would rain, we would go over to the Duncan donuts on Westheimer and get a dozen. In our thinking if we were flooded in, ya got to have something sweet. We justified this by taking an exercise class at the Post Oak Y. That adventure is a whole nother story. I miss crazy Debbie. I have no idea where she is, but she pops into my life about every 10 years and I am due for a pop in.
Nothing earth shattering happening in our world..except I would love to have this welcome the new dude piece done and off my desk... Good thing I can multi task cause I am spinning about 7 plates right now.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Buddy is fast asleep and I could not resist taking this picture of her. I was chasing her with the camera this morning and she wasn't the least bit interested in posing. Attacking my toes was her top priority.
Friday, June 22, 2007
I saw this on another person's blog site...yes, I was lurking...and thought this was interesting. I am a realist, but I knew that before taking the quiz. I don't see the glass half empty or full, I just wonder why in the world is the glass out in the first place. It is a short little quiz.
Note to Self- if I ever get to the point in life that I have to wear Depends...remember this little tidbit, white pants, old lady rear end and Depends are not a good look. Saw a vision of that in the Play Grocery Store last week and I wish I hadn't.
Note to Self- buy orange safety cones. I think if I kept a few of these in the trunk of my car, I could park anywhere in the city of Houston. I mean think of it when you see an orange cone blocking a parking place or a place on the street, it's official. No one questions the cone. So, I can park, haul out the cones and be on my way. This would come in handy for Christmas time parking fiascos. Make your own space...mark it with the cones...go shopping.
Note to Self- churches should never get rid of hymnals. No this is not a tradition verses contemporary debate, it merely a practical suggestion. No one carries a ton of Bibles with them every Sunday....well most don't, so if you do away with hymnals, how are you going to save seats? Isn't the ubiquitous hymnal on a seat or pew the universal "this is saved" sign? The only exception I have seen to this is Tuesday night Bible study. It has to be a personal item on a seat or people just put the hymnal in the rack and sit down.
Note to Self-I can't go out every night and wake up refreshed and ready for work. This has been one of those weeks and although everything I did this week was pretty much fun, it was tough when the alarm went off at 6:00 am. This morning I slept til 8:45 and loved it! I will probably take a nap this afternoon.
Note to Self-when comfort has become too much of a verb in my life, I need someone to speak a word to me. It seems like when you get into the late 40's comfort takes over. I can no longer wear three inch heels, but that is not a reason to begin to wear SAS shoes. Just because I can't find my waist anymore, comfort is not a reason to wear Donkenny elastic waistband pants. Of course if I wore those...I would be Sally O'Malley and I'd be 50! 50 years old. I am 52, but I do like to kick....stretch and kick!!!!! If someone sees me wear a polyester floral sleeveless shirt with a short sleeve polyester J C Penney Cabin Creek shirt...talk to me...get in my face! I took the quiz, I'm a realist, slap me back into reality.
Note to Self-if I spend too much time talking about back in the day...I need to be stopped. Retro and vintage thoughts are fine, but if they determine my mindset...that is not good. I am not talking about Jeremiah 6 and the ancient markers and going that way, I am talking about just stuff kind of things. Note to self...keep learning new things and spend time with younger people...they keep things fresh and fun. Actually, there are people my age who are just too old for me.
Note to self- I better get moving and go over to Mrs. Baker's.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
- 1. Ruth Chris Steak House- a great place to celebrate anniversaries, birthdays etc. I don't get to eat there very often, but so look forward to it when I do.
- 2. Massa's Grille-there are two Massa's but the one I like the best is the one across the street from the Four Season's downtown. If you love fried shrimp done the old fashioned way, you will love this place. They fry the shrimp in cornmeal. Everything there is good,but not the desserts. Go someplace else for that.
- Josephine's-small Italian place just a few blocks from Massa's. Actually they have wonderful dessert, so go there especially for the orange cake.
- Molina's and Pappasita's tie for Mexican food
- The Cafe Bistro at The Nord- side note...OEG did not know what The Nord was. Good thing I was sitting down when he asked me cause I might have fainted dead away. It is all good at The Nord. Love the crab stack, asparagus tempura and the crab bisque...I loves it ALL. I don't think there a bad thing there...well sometimes the soup du jour is not that good of a choice. White Chocolate Bread Pudding....it will make you slap ya mamma.
Carolyn was happy to report that no one called her today complaining of sickness or died from our cooking adventure last night. We had a blast doing it but I had to go into work a little later than usual, all that cooking wore me out. We made the 1950's fave Pear Cheese Salad with the dollop of mayo. Then for 1960's we made the very Baptist Jello Salad...red jello with fruit cocktail and pecans top with miniature marshmallows. Peggy dubbed it Salvation Salad. 1970's was the rebellious Pistachio Jello Salad and the 1980's was Peggy's famous potato salad. For the 90's we made my Nancy's Amuse' Salad...mixed greens and spinach with craisins, feta cheese, and praline pecans with balsamic dressing. For dessert we served spaghetti ice cream.
Courtneys has posted about what she loves in her kitchen.
- I love it when anyone is in my kitchen and they are cooking.
- I love my refrigerator cause it keeps my Diet Cokes cold
- I love my paper towel holder
- I love the small deep freeze we have that is filled with ice cream, Lean Cuisines, frozen veggies and biscuits.
Yep, that is about it.
Well, this has been a long day. I stayed late for COC, I take the minutes for them. Roy and I ran by Collina's for a small pizza.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Peggy and I did a Kitchen Konnection tonight and we had a blast. It is late, for me, and I wanted to post a picture or two. It might be a couple of days before I am able to have time to post.
We wore pearls just like June Cleaver and I put together a recipe booklet of all we were making. We did salads of the decades.
I loved this tonight because there were women of all ages attending and it is always fun to make new friends, but it is always special to remember and appreciate your long time friends.
Everyone is still alive after eating the meal we prepared. After reading CourtneyS blog about things in her kitchen that she loves and her wish list of things she wants for her kitchen, I need to think of what I love in my kitchen. I love not being in it...most accidents that happen in the home happen in the kitchen, so I stay out of it for safety reasons.
I will post more later, but wanted to get a couple of pictures up.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
This is a link if you would like to see which of the nine types you are in how you relate the best way to God. I am a naturalist and enthusiast. If you care to share please let me know which type you are.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Back to my original thought... I cannot believe that people can be so cruel to animals, it breaks my heart and I know that people are cruel to people and that breaks my heart. I'll be right back, I need to go love on Buddy again for just a moment.
OK, I'm back. Yesterday, I went to Mrs. Baker's and Frankie showed me where two huge trees in her side yard had been toppled by the wind of Thursday night's storm. Incredible! Those trees missed the side of her house by just a few feet. This makes 3 huge trees that have fallen this year in her yard alone due to storms. If I get a chance today I am going to go over and take a picture of the scene if clean up has not already begun.
I went to Crate and Barrel yesterday. Love that store! They are having a big sale but couldn't find anything that I really wanted. I am looking for a small computer desk for our laptop. I envision this desk being behind the couch in the living room. Nothing there would work, but I thought of the Amish Furniture store on Washington. I went over there and saw two desks that would work. So, I brought home the pictures and description of the desks for Roy to look at. I think we will go with the one that has more of a shaker influence than the straight mission style. Now, I need to take a picture of one of our bookcases to match the stain. Then get all the info back to the store so that an Amish guy can begin the work. It will take 2-4 months before we get it...Gallery Furniture it's not, but all hand made and solid wood. Dena and I have some very funny stories about our visit to Amish country in Tennessee but that will have to wait for another day.
Last night Roy and I went to Buffalo Grille for dinner. Remember from last Friday I am not a fan of pineapple month and Roy's preference for dinner would almost always be Sweet Tomatoes. Anyway, we had ordered and sat down when Roy recognized the attorney he had clerked for Peter and his wife Ruth. Peter no longer practices law, but teaches in a private school. For years he hadn't found a passion or joy in practicing law but he loved instructing young attorneys, so he felt this connection for instructing might mean he needed to teach. He loves the teaching profession. We had a few moments to catch up with each other before returning to our own dinners. Peter had been so instrumental in helping Roy while he was in law school and continued on employing Roy right out of law school. It was there Roy knew he did not want to practice law, but use law in his already chosen profession. I have been reading a book by Jennifer Kennedy Dean, Riches Stored in Secret Places. I have not been able to get past the chapter entitled A Heart Like His based on the verse Ezek. 36: 22-32. She writes that all that is required of us is to be yielded to God and relinquish control of own lives. We become alert to God's nudges and the seemingly coincidences of every day and see that God is in every detail of our lives.
"Even the most ordinary idea, thought or activity is often Him moving us to do His will. When we act on what seems to be a random choice, we will often find ourselves right in the middle of "good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do" Ephesians 2:10." I remember Roy going to the board where jobs were posted at U of H. Roy was older and really no one wanted to take a chance on him. When Roy showed up, Peter's job was getting ready to be posted and the woman doing that handed it to Roy and said maybe you should follow up on this. It just came in and as they say...the rest is history. In turn Roy and I were able to give Peter support when Ruth went through cancer treatments. Our lives had gone in different directions, but for that one moment of time, we were happy to see one another and catch up. Of course we all said, we need to get together etc... I really don't see that happening, I don't think any of us see it happening, but it gave Roy and I chance to again thank God for His goodness and faithfulness in a very tough time of our lives and we remembered His goodness toward us. We remember how He used Peter in Roy's life.
One of the books I ordered last weekend is Buck Naked Faith, A Brutally Honest Look at Stunded Christianity by Eric Sandress, PH.D. So, right off the bat he uses Jeremiah 17... do you want to be like the bush or the tree planted by water? He calls beautiful outwardly, but stunted spiritually, bonsaihood. You know the art of taking a seed and letting it grow to a certain point, then keeping the tree at ornamental growth. A thought provoking and action taking book if I ever read one.
When Roy and I got home from dinner and Target last night we watched TCM. It was Nancy Drew movies all night long. They were enjoyable, but I could only take so much. Roy was much more interested, but then he had not grown up reading Nancy Drew books and for that I am thankful.
Just a thought...but we are right in the middle of a "Why" series at church...so why believe, why Jesus...it is a man contemplating. This week is why suffering and it is a woman contemplating the question. Hmm....just an observation.
I am glad my friend OEG loved my observations of he and Boz the Bear. He and I do a lot of good natured joking about him being Episcopalian now or maybe he will soon be Anglican if things keeps going the way they are going over there in liturgical land.
Last night Buddy stopped in at our bed during her nocturnal wanderings. She was purring so I knew a cat attack was not in the works. She settled in right under my chin. She took her paw and put it on my jaw. She moved the pads of her paw across my jawline several times...no claws. Uh, that was totally sweet not unlike earlier in the evening when she was more like, "when cats attack."
Well, I have randomed and wandered too much...so I will close for now.
Have a Great Weekend!
Thursday, June 14, 2007
This is my friend OEG with Boz the Bear. OEG stands for Official Episcopal Guy. You see Lee, that is his real name, is a lapsed Baptist. He went all liturgical on us. If you look closely at this picture it looks like OEG has a green do rag on his head or his turban has slipped back off his head. Please do not be alarmed...it is just a part of the whole Boz experience. What does concern me is this, look closely at the sign it says Hell Bo... OEG, this could be a message from God telling you if you continue in your Episcopal ways...you might be Hell Bound or maybe it says Hell Boy... oh...never mind.... Looking closer it is just the sign being blocked by OEG's do rag, but it says Hello Boz... Correct placement of the head is always paramount for picture posing. Thanks OEG for being a good sport concerning all things dyalysis, liturgical and Episcopal.
It is getting closer to Tuesday and the Culinary adventure of Burnt Offerings with Peggy and me. We aren't making a pie, but we will be preparing some wonderful offerings, not burnt. For dessert we will be making spaghetti ice cream. It is wonderful and I think everyone will love it.
Jason saw the beetle that had been in his chair today. Kind of gives you a creepy feeling to finally see something you've been sitting on for several years. It was a bad day for chairs in the office...Jason broke one of the secretary chairs. Guess that is confirmation that he is really called to be a Minister.
Thankyou for all the encouraging comments about the changes on the blog.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
No, this is no the beetle found in the chair. It is Becky wearing her Boz the Bear ears upside down.
Here is a much better picture of Becky. Becky is a great Admin for the Preschool Ministry and Becky has a heart for ministry. And she is a lot of fun. Roy and I have "adopted" her and she gave me a great Mother's Day gift...5 boxes of single serving Koolaid. Ah, it is a great summer so far.
This is Rae and Nikki. Rae is taking a picture of Nikki's eye but I took the picture just so I could look on Nikki's screen. No not really, we were having a little fun this morning. But, there are those people who are peepers. No I am not talking about those of you who read blogs but never comment, but I am talking about people who are so obviously trying to read what is on your computer screen. It is generally not nice and not good manners or at least that is my take on the whole thing.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Today went by so quickly. We had a Ministries Staff meeting this morning and I actually had a ministry item to share. That doesn't happen too often. I mean who gets great joy out of the report, I reconciled the AM EX bill today and I am getting ready to do culinary services requests. Don't get me wrong, I know that is ministry but I am more comfortable and better at relationships. I was able to share about Cafe Ascend on Sunday night. There were more people than usually come and seemed like people slowed down their exit just a bit. We had the regular iced coffee and lemonade with the additional flavored coffees by Micah. I don't think there was a drop left of any beverage. I also met several Former Students, that is an Aggie who has graduated as opposed to Ex Students who claim the burnt orange for the Alma mater, for those of you who don't live in Texas.
When I got out of the meeting around 11:00 I was off to a lunch meeting with Lisa, Jenn and Laurie. We had a blast! Laurie so aptly noted we were being observed by two different tables...one who wanted us to be quieter and the other table that wanted to come on over and join in the fun. We shared laughter and some bread pudding... all of us got the Cilantro Lime Shrimp Salad and Laurie and I could not resist the crab bisque. I love that we are four women of four different ages, but we share in common our love of the one true God. I think He was having a good time right there with us. Laurie had to leave right after lunch and well so did I. I mean really you don't want your tithe dollars at work at The Nord...or do you?
My cousin Becky left the rank of blog reader and made a comment. Thank you Becky, bloggers love to read comments and know who is making them. My cousin Becky is so talented and gifted musically. She went to Moody Bible College. I don't know if there is an instrument she doesn't know how to play. I of course am gifted with musical ability of the rhythm sticks and I can clang a mean triangle. So now I am calling out my cousin Lois who may or may not be as good as me on the rhythm sticks. :)
I love reading the LProof blog but especially love it when Beth refers to a store as the Walgreen's or the Kroger. Especially love THE KROGER! Peggy and I started using"the" in front of stores for M&G, then Lisa and I started referring to stores with THE... it blesses me, I don't know why, but it does.
This afternoon I took the time to thank God for my friends. I have been so blessed and fortunate to have such wonderful friends. My buddy CM brings me great joy and laughter...he laughs at all my jokes and yet thinks there is some spiritual depth to me. I love discussing books with him and when he comes down from the third floor to our office...it is pure joy. One of my favorite things we ever did was play catch in the choir room. He is right, throwing a baseball does help you think and come up with ideas.
Well, I am off to Bible study. Of course the consistent thing about me and Bible study is...I did not do the homework. Something about homework takes me back to my school days...didn't like it back then either, but it was for grades not spiritual growth.
Monday, June 11, 2007
I would also like to give a little shout out to my cousin Becky. Hey, I got your email today and I checked with Roy, his schedule is clear and I just need to look at my work calendar to see if we can make it to Atlanta.
I love Courtney's blog today...schiskablog.blogspot.com...the vomit blog. It is where all the thoughts converge and there really isn't any rhyme nor reason, but just the flow of happenings under one post. So that is what I am going to do today.
Yesterday, I went to Grace United Methodist Church in Katy for their prayer conference. Lisa led the praise and worship for both services and then the conference in the afternoon. Gary Thomas was the speaker and then we were able to go to two breakout sessions. I went to hear Susan K. for my first session. Susan brought it! She was awesome in leading and teaching us. It was so obvious that she had put in a lot of time, prayer, study and resources for us and I have thought often on her teaching today. Then I heard Karen S. teach, how to hear a Word from God. I had to leave early but Lisa gave me the rest of the lesson as she drove home. I had to leave because I needed to be at First for Cafe Ascend. We are doing that just once a month now. Had live music and additional coffees. Great turnout to visit with Gregg and to do the meet and greet with others.
OK, the blog I could not post had this little insight...catharsis is from the Greek and cathinki is the Greek word for bedpan. I am glad I got over the cynic Friday. The post was on things I am tired of and can't do anything about. Here are a couple of the printable observations.
- I am tired of shaving my legs and I am not going to stop, but really I would love to give it up. Maybe I will give that up for Lent, Susan. Here is a word, if you are going to be around small children and you wear shorts or capris, make sure those legs are shaved. You know kids, they will yell out...ouch...something stuck me on your leg. Anyway, one of the reasons I'm sick of it is, I don't see as well as I used to and so shaving is a hit or miss operation for me. When I get a pedicure or a massage or have a Dr visit and get the funny look like you missed a spot, I have several responses. My favorite one for the long row that did not get shaved...I tell them I am into crop rotation. Yesterday, when I got out of Lisa's car I looked at the back of my leg and noticed that the back 40 did not get mowed. Man, I thought I had done such a good job...oh well. I figure no one but Roy should be that close to my leg anyway.
- I am tired of it taking a million years for my clothes to dry. We live on the third floor of a condo and the vent for the dryer goes up. We have had it cleaned out but it doesn't make a difference. It takes so long for anything to dry. We have a system but I feel like the Beverly Hillbillies doing it. We have this hanger type deal so we can hang up jeans and things, but there are times our kitchen looks like the cement pond where Granny did her clothes washing and drying.
- I am tired of fishing expeditions. Not the kind with a pole and hook, but the conversational kind where someone wants info and thinks if they ask enough questions out of care and concern, you won't notice the fact they want you to spill your guts.
This picture is from VBS. This is Heidi and she came and spoke to the assembly. The Disney movie Double Team is about she and her twin sister playing basketball. I loved standing next to her because I got to feel short. That does not happen too often.
I have good news and bad news on the book addiction situation. On Saturday, I unloaded several bookshelves of Southern Literary Journals. So they are boxed and ready to go onto their next destination. Roy put his Bibles and reference books in their place and freed up some room in the den/closet. Now the bad news, I ordered 3 books from Amazon on Saturday and bought one on Sunday. Roy bought a book on Sunday as well. Our book addiction is not under control yet and I don't know that it every will be... but I thought I would let you know the happenings with that.
This will have to be all for now. I need to warm up dinner. We went to Costco the other night and got some prepared dinners. I am all about helping people who go to so much trouble to prepare food. Bless those hands.
Saturday, June 9, 2007
Note to anonymous about grafting the tree... we live in a condo, so we don't have a yard or anyplace to plant it. Believe me I have thought about it though. I will take a picture of where it grows. It is between a fence and cement. Guess kind of like a rock and a hard place.
Last night I did the sacrificial thing and went to Sweet Tomatoes with Roy during pineapple month. I love pineapple but not in food. To me it is a mixing of food groups. Like biscuits and gravy. Love biscuits, love gravy, but not together. It is a total waste of a biscuit not to have butter, jam, or honey on it. Gravy is for meat and potatoes. Anyway, it is pineapple month so there is pineapple in the salads, muffins, pasta and dessert. Apparently I am in the minority over the pineapple month because that place was packed last night. We always sit at a booth but there weren't any available. The background noise was so loud that we gave up trying to have any conversation, so we looked like a lot of couples who just eat in what I call the discipline of silence. Afterwards, Roy and I went to Costco. We are such an exciting couple. But they had apricots and peaches for a really good price. Now if you have ever watched the Bad Seed you know that apricot juice is so good, you don't even need ice. So with that train of thought, apricots are so good they don't even need to be cold. The best apricots I ever had was in Israel, but I digress. Think I will slice up some apricots, peaches and strawberries and make a fruit salad.
Speaking of salad, on June 19th Peggy and I are doing a Kitchen Konnection for the Women's Ministry. We are calling it Burnt Offerings. Neither one of us really like to cook, but we are good at what we do cook. I think we are going to do all salads and do salads of the decades and I need to see if for dessert if we can make spaghetti ice cream. If you haven't had it you will love it! When we do Mildred and Gertrude, which this isn't, but when we do we have a new script about never feeling like we fit into women's ministry and we go through all our blunders and mistakes, but we mistakenly think we are at an athletic event for women. Other than a church softball team or if you are lucky a volleyball league, there is not much in the way for women who enjoy sports or being active in women's ministry. I think this is a whole untapped area. I know there is aerobics etc and believe me I did all that and worked out with a personal trainer when I played tennis, but not much of that came through ministry. Although, when I played softball I worked out with Bill Colley. He has gone on to be with the Lord, but he was in his 70's had been a boxer and he worked with me for several years while I played softball. He was the sweetest and kindest man, but he could be a bear when it came time to lift weights. I will always be grateful to him for helping me train.
Well, I am all over the place in this post. Speaking of women's ministry and food, I have noticed that if someone is going to speak on an eating disorder it is usually going to be some skinny recovering anorexic woman. No one ever has a fat woman up there to talk. I could talk about eating disorders. I have ADD and I am an emotional eater...so by looking at my pictures you can see I am quite emotional. I don't usually binge, I just eat the wrong stuff, but I could say with my ADD I eat and then get off task and forget to purge.
In my review this week, Jason asked me about my prayer life. I told him I was using a book by Jennifer Kennedy Dean and answering the questions in it and then praying using the verses I looked at that day. It has given me some structure to my otherwise random prayer life. I also have my journal that I use to pray for family, friends and requests. He told me that was great because being so random I was letting God organize me. I thought heck, I am just lazy and glad someone came up with a structure for me.
If you use blogspot for your blog have you noticed the save now button and then it will say saved when auto saved. For those of you who did Psalms of Ascent, I see that SAVE NOW and think or sometimes yell Hosanna! Cause that is what it means.
Yes, I am glad I left the hood behind me yesterday. Mary Mary has a great song called Yesterday. Listen to it if you get a chance. When I was young and the Beatles Yesterday was released... I think it was the first song I ever changed the words to.
Well, with that out of the way, guess I should be on my way. Today, I am cleaning out the closet/den while Roy is at the office. I am going to give away all my southern literary journals to whom? I don't know. Where? Maybe Half Price Books. If I get disgusted with the whole process the recycling bins at church.
Have a great weekend!
Friday, June 8, 2007
- Forced small group discussion- this usually happens at a women's event where you are put at a table with people you don't know and then are asked to answer questions that you haven't ever discussed with your BFF. A couple of months ago I was put in this situation and I entered in with a good attitude. I think we were supposed to find a picture that said something about how we wanted our life to look. We went around the table and you know the odds are there will be at least two weird answers to the question that makes everyone uncomfortable. You just hope to God that there is someone sitting there who has the gift of mercy and can smooth over the rough places. So we had our obligatory crier...which meant I never understood a thing she said cause she tried to cry and talk it. And the other is what I call a whooooo glory type person. I love whoooo glory types, they bring an interesting slant on things...but sometimes they are tooo whooo glory and over the topidy. We had one of those. I shared that my life would look like a tree, rooted and grounded in love, roots deep by the streams of water etc... Well, the whooo glory girl had something to share with me, a verse about a tree, but she couldn't find the verse. I named all my favorite tree verses in the Bible...no not any of those...so I thought oh wow, she probably has found some obscure reference to the cedars of Lebanon or an olive tree... and then she finally finds it and begins reading it to me. It was Psalm 1... I named that Psalm when she could not find the verse. And she read it to me with a pause at the end of the sentence for effect. Now I have to tell you, I wanted to say, everyone knows that Psalm. Don't be acting all spiritual and reading like I have never heard the Psalm...but I didn't... I just sat there and looked at her with my interpretation of acting all wowed over something spiritual and told her I received that Word. I looked at some of my fellow forced small group discussers and it was all they could do to muffle their laughter.
- The Holy Voice- this is the voice used when the conversation can and is not limited to these words, Lord, quiet time, heard, read, God, Jesus, Holy Spirit... The person is talking in their normal voice and suddenly the inflection changes.The holy voice comes in mid sentence or paragraph and it goes like this
Me- Hey, what did you do yesterday?
HVP (holy voice person)- I went to Target and then the grocery store but then I came home and had my quiet time with the Lord and I read my daily devotion and prayed. Then we went swimming.
You do not have to soften the voice if the conversation turns spiritual. Please talk in your normal voice. Don't make others lean in and tell you that they can't understand a word you are saying. Now I know there are times for the Holy voice, but don't do it to sound all spiritual.
We are funny people. We do so much by rote and we miss out on so much fun and joy that the Lord has for us. He knows our hearts. We are so easily annoyed when we think we are going to have to do something out of our ordinary routines or that our plans are going to get messed up if we stop a moment to do a kindness. I am reading...you guessed it a book that says, don't be like the Israelites and make the journey that God has meant as life for us into a death march like the Hebrew children did in the wildereness. There is so much that God has for us in the moments and in between the moments. It is up to us when we see a "burning bush" to turn aside from where we were going to investigate. That is when God speaks.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
I wish I had taken the picture yesterday because the little tree had grown it's tallest in all these years. No this proud tree had several offshoots and it had gotten to be at least two feet tall...then it was visable no more this morning. Why am I lamenting the temporary loss of a tree? Because I love the tree verses in the Bible. I love Psalm 1, Psalm 92, Ezekial 47 and I especially love Jeremiah 17: 7-8
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
When there are racks of shoes a sista tells a sista. I called Dena to let her know some of the shoes she was looking at last week are on sale.
Had my review yesterday at work and I it went well. Praise the Lord!!!
It has been so much fun being Coach Nancy at VBS. I wish I had a picture but I stood with Heidi Burge and Sarah Williams today. So what's the big deal...I was the shortest woman in that trio. I don't think that has ever happened to me in my whole entire life. Lisa Taylor took a picture of Heidi and me. If she sends it to me I will post it on the blog.
I called Roy on my way home from The Nord to see if he wanted to go to Sonic for a drink...his choice usually being the Poweraid Slush and mine the Diet Cherry Limeade.
Get to the Nord! Go to the EBar and get the 25.00 gift card and get an extra 5.00 added onto the card. Check it all out and even if you don't want to shop, go listen to the pianist and find some peace. Oh Nord, how excellent is your name in all of the Galleria!
Monday, June 4, 2007
Today was the first day of VBS. The halls were alive with sounds of children and adults trying to corral them. After months of planning and preparing the big day arrives. I have been fortunate the past few years to participate in the ending assembly. This year I am a coach with our recreation minister Bill. It is a lot of fun and I am looking forward to the rest of the week. One thing about those VBS songs...they get in your head and you can't get them out, especially at night. I love the motions with the theme song this year...tons of fun and all the kids were having a blast. Back in the day when I went to VBS we didn't get to have near this much fun. We went to an opening assembly right off the bat and walking in a straight line with our class to the classic VBS march song. If we were well behaved maybe by the end of the week we would get to sing a "fun" song complete with motions...you know Deep and Wide, Hallelu Hallelu Hallelujah, Praise Ye the Lord. Our VBS director for all the years I attended and years before and years afterwards was Mrs. Love. So every morning she would say, "good morning children." We would respond, "Good Morning Mrs. Love." I have met people who went to Westbury Baptist during that time and that is the most memorable moment from all those years. I cannot tell you how many wonderful crafts I made with macaroni, like the macaroni tambourine completed with glitter. Now that is a praise instrument. Loved the metal crafts and making a piggy bank from a Clorox bottle. I remember memorizing verses that I can still quote in the KJV. If it was a good summer, I went to VBS with my cousins in Illinois. I can hear the clacking of our heels on the steps that led to the basement where our classes were and taking a week to memorize Psalm 23 on my own in the afternoon and evenings. Back then there was a service on Friday night that our parents came to. They watched us march in to the VBS song and then came to our rooms where all our crafts were on display and it was only then we were able to take them home. Maybe it was in VBS that I got my love for Koolaid and maybe that is why I only drink it in the summer. Koolaid and cookies now that was some good eatin' in the good ol' days.