Good question Bing! And the answer is, today is the day that Martin Luthur nailed his 95 thesis to the door of the Catholic church ( or "a" catholic cathedral...but it really was more "the") anyway, this act pretty much began the Reformation...you can read more at your neighborhood wikipedia site because they always give a nice short snapshot of things...and sure it also just so happens to be Halloween...but i like Reformation day better...
Nevertheless...
Tonight I saw some ADORABLE trick-or-treaters...and I have to say, I started to want a pretty pretty princess outfit myself by the end of the evening.
Other than that, I am now off to lie in my bed and read Prince Caspian, does it GET any better?
October 31, 2006
October 30, 2006
dread...
So, I was going to go grocery shopping last night..because everyone knows if you HAVE TO go to Wal Mart its best to do it on Sunday nights...the later the better.
But, even though I had time on my side I just COULDNT do it. Besides I was hungry. And I had told Lydia that we could talk on the phone..
And all this added up to me putting it off until today. So there you have it.
I have to go to Wal Mart this afternoon...
Blasted all...
But, it cannot be helped, I have been planning to write a letter to Ryan and I need the "visual aid included" part printed off of my camera....annnd ( and this is the really exciting part), I need to get ingredients for my Im-an-Indian-Giver-Dinner that I'm making for my Bible Study girls tonight! :-)
yaaaaaaayyyy! I'm excited, I dont think any of them have ever had indian food before and since last week is on record as being "The worst week ever" for two of the girls I decided we needed a little COMFORT TIME....yessssss.
So, all in all, its important that I go to Wal Mart-yet, i think I'm going to go home and put on sweatpants and running shoes before I go...because I dont feel like slipping around on my heels on the shiny walmart floor.
Ok, so that was a whole post about me going to Wal Mart. Hope you enjoyed.
But, even though I had time on my side I just COULDNT do it. Besides I was hungry. And I had told Lydia that we could talk on the phone..
And all this added up to me putting it off until today. So there you have it.
I have to go to Wal Mart this afternoon...
Blasted all...
But, it cannot be helped, I have been planning to write a letter to Ryan and I need the "visual aid included" part printed off of my camera....annnd ( and this is the really exciting part), I need to get ingredients for my Im-an-Indian-Giver-Dinner that I'm making for my Bible Study girls tonight! :-)
yaaaaaaayyyy! I'm excited, I dont think any of them have ever had indian food before and since last week is on record as being "The worst week ever" for two of the girls I decided we needed a little COMFORT TIME....yessssss.
So, all in all, its important that I go to Wal Mart-yet, i think I'm going to go home and put on sweatpants and running shoes before I go...because I dont feel like slipping around on my heels on the shiny walmart floor.
Ok, so that was a whole post about me going to Wal Mart. Hope you enjoyed.
October 29, 2006
Nerdom...
Sooooo.....I read The Horse and His Boy this weekend.....I totally believe that books are "seasonal" and The Chronicles of Narnia are definitely in the "cool/cold" weather category...who knows why exactly...its just the way it is. Anyway, this weekend, because I love you...I underlined the quotes that really spoke to me...and I will share them with you now, however, if I'd had my way I would have underlined the WHOLE BOOK...so I suggest you go read it right now. It'll only take you a day...and it'll be a good day.
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"Oh sweet air of Narnia! An hour's life there is better than a thousand years in Calormen." ( Yeah, C.S Lewis stole straight from the Bible on that one!)
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"One of the worst results of being a slave and being forced to do things is that when there is no one to force you any more you find you have almost lost the power of forcing yourself. "
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"(Shasta) thought, "The poor chaps doing all he can already," and held his tonge. And certainly both the Horses were doing, if not all they could, all they thought they could; which is not quite the same thing."
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"It was the same snarling roar he had heard that moonlit night when they first met Aravis and Hwin. Bree knew it too. His eyes gleamed red and his ears lay flat back on his skull. And Bree now discovered that he had not really been going as fast-not quite as fast-as he could. Shasta felt the change at once. Now they were really going all out. "
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"So ( Shasta) went on at a walking pace and the unseen companion walked and breathed beside him. At last he could bear it no longer.
"Who are you?" he said, scarcely above a whisper.
"One who has waited long for you to speak." Said the Thing. Its voice was not loud, but very large and deep. "
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"Once more he felt the warm breath of the Thing on his hand and face...."Tell me your sorrows."
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"I was the lion." And as Shasta gaped with open mouth and said nothing, the voice continued. " I was the lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the cat who comforted you among the houses of the dead. I was the lion who gave the Horses new strength of fear for the last mile so that you should reach King Lune in time. And I was the lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it would come to shore and where a man sat, wakeful at midnight to receive you."
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"Who are you? asked Shasta.
"Myself." said the Voice, very deep and low so that the earth shook, and again, "Myself," loud and clear and gay: and then the third time "Myself," whispered so softly you could hardly hear it, and yet it seemed to come from all around you as if the leaves rustled with it."
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"Shasta was no longer afraid...But a new and different sort of trembling came over him. Yet he felt glad too."
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"It was from the Lion that the light came. No one ever saw anything more terrible or beautiful."
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"And of course ( Shasta) knew none of the true stories about Aslan, the great Lion, the son fo the Emperor-over-the-Sea, the King above all High Kings in Narnia. But after one glance at the Lion's face he sliped out of the saddle and feel at its feet. He couldn't say anything but then he didnt want to say anything, and he knew he needn't say anything. "
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" The Rabbit agreed that this was very remarkable news and that somebody ought to tell someone about it with a view to doing something. And so it went on. Every few minutes they were joined by new creatures...For the truth was that in that golden age when the Witch and the Winter had gone and Peter the High King ruled at Cair Paravel, the smaller woodland people of Narnia were so safe and happy that they were getting a little careless."
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" At last they were going in single file along the edge of the precipice and Shasta shuddered to think that he had done the same last night without knowing it. "But of course," he thought, "I was quite safe. That is why the Lion kept on my left. He was between me and the edge all the time."
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"Strange to say, they felt no inclination to talk to one another about ( Aslan) after he had gone. They all moved slowly away to different parts of the quiet grass and there paced to and fro, each alone, thinking."
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"The Aravis told ( the story). And Cor, who had very much wanted the story to be known, though he felt he couldnt tell it himself, didnt enjoy it so much as he had expected, and indeed felt rather foolish. But his father enjoyed it very much indeed and in the course of the next few weeks told it to so many people that Cor wished it had never happened."
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"Aslan was gone. But there was a brightness in the air and on the grass, and a joy in their hearts, which assured them that he had been no dream."
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"Aravis also had many quarrels ( and, I'm afraid, even fights) with Cor, but they always made it up again; so that many years later, when they were grown up, they were so use to quarreling and making up again that they got married so as to go on doing it more conveniently."
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"Oh sweet air of Narnia! An hour's life there is better than a thousand years in Calormen." ( Yeah, C.S Lewis stole straight from the Bible on that one!)
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"One of the worst results of being a slave and being forced to do things is that when there is no one to force you any more you find you have almost lost the power of forcing yourself. "
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"(Shasta) thought, "The poor chaps doing all he can already," and held his tonge. And certainly both the Horses were doing, if not all they could, all they thought they could; which is not quite the same thing."
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"It was the same snarling roar he had heard that moonlit night when they first met Aravis and Hwin. Bree knew it too. His eyes gleamed red and his ears lay flat back on his skull. And Bree now discovered that he had not really been going as fast-not quite as fast-as he could. Shasta felt the change at once. Now they were really going all out. "
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"So ( Shasta) went on at a walking pace and the unseen companion walked and breathed beside him. At last he could bear it no longer.
"Who are you?" he said, scarcely above a whisper.
"One who has waited long for you to speak." Said the Thing. Its voice was not loud, but very large and deep. "
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"Once more he felt the warm breath of the Thing on his hand and face...."Tell me your sorrows."
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"I was the lion." And as Shasta gaped with open mouth and said nothing, the voice continued. " I was the lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the cat who comforted you among the houses of the dead. I was the lion who gave the Horses new strength of fear for the last mile so that you should reach King Lune in time. And I was the lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it would come to shore and where a man sat, wakeful at midnight to receive you."
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"Who are you? asked Shasta.
"Myself." said the Voice, very deep and low so that the earth shook, and again, "Myself," loud and clear and gay: and then the third time "Myself," whispered so softly you could hardly hear it, and yet it seemed to come from all around you as if the leaves rustled with it."
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"Shasta was no longer afraid...But a new and different sort of trembling came over him. Yet he felt glad too."
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"It was from the Lion that the light came. No one ever saw anything more terrible or beautiful."
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"And of course ( Shasta) knew none of the true stories about Aslan, the great Lion, the son fo the Emperor-over-the-Sea, the King above all High Kings in Narnia. But after one glance at the Lion's face he sliped out of the saddle and feel at its feet. He couldn't say anything but then he didnt want to say anything, and he knew he needn't say anything. "
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" The Rabbit agreed that this was very remarkable news and that somebody ought to tell someone about it with a view to doing something. And so it went on. Every few minutes they were joined by new creatures...For the truth was that in that golden age when the Witch and the Winter had gone and Peter the High King ruled at Cair Paravel, the smaller woodland people of Narnia were so safe and happy that they were getting a little careless."
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" At last they were going in single file along the edge of the precipice and Shasta shuddered to think that he had done the same last night without knowing it. "But of course," he thought, "I was quite safe. That is why the Lion kept on my left. He was between me and the edge all the time."
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"Strange to say, they felt no inclination to talk to one another about ( Aslan) after he had gone. They all moved slowly away to different parts of the quiet grass and there paced to and fro, each alone, thinking."
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"The Aravis told ( the story). And Cor, who had very much wanted the story to be known, though he felt he couldnt tell it himself, didnt enjoy it so much as he had expected, and indeed felt rather foolish. But his father enjoyed it very much indeed and in the course of the next few weeks told it to so many people that Cor wished it had never happened."
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"Aslan was gone. But there was a brightness in the air and on the grass, and a joy in their hearts, which assured them that he had been no dream."
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"Aravis also had many quarrels ( and, I'm afraid, even fights) with Cor, but they always made it up again; so that many years later, when they were grown up, they were so use to quarreling and making up again that they got married so as to go on doing it more conveniently."
October 28, 2006
My story...
remember how I told you I was going to the Scribblers party this afternoon...and that i had to write a story that started with "It was a dark and stormy night..." ? Well, here is my story....
It was a dark and stormy knight that first drew her attention to the back of the tavern. He wasnt like the other knights, so shiny and polished in their deeds.
He had been mulling over his ale for hours. Normally Sarah would have complained about this to the other tavern girls since he was taking up valuable seating space and hadnt ordered a drink in hours. Yet, there was something about the way that he stared into his stein that made her keep her distance, an intensity of the eyes that kept her from mentioning him to anyone. It did not, however, keep her from periodically pushing by his end of the long wooden talbe. It gave her the opportunity to quickly glance down at the piece of parchment that was spread out in front of him. Sarah wondered if it was the circular annoucing the jousting tournament that was to be held the next morning. If it was, she felt sure she would be rooting for him. Yes, she would, maybe even throw down a handkerchief that had been strategically placed in her blouse moments before. Oh yes, Sarah could tell that this fascination with the brooding knight was only just the beginning. As the evening progressed, her glances in the direction of the sinister character grew more and more frequent, her imagination had already begun to formulate their first meeting...possibly after his big jousting win, he would see her through the crowd, grab her arm, and thank her for her inspirational handkerchief that had sealed his victory. Oh yes, it would be glorious....
Sarah's dream was cut short as a shrill, high pitched sound pierced through the din of the tavern. Everyone's eyes turned towards the brooding knight and to Sarah's horror his once dark and stormy face had been alumniated by a blue glow as he held a cell phone to his helmeted ear. Oh! How Sarah hated when civilians brought modern conveniences into the Renaissance fair!
But, her annoyance quckily turned to indifference as she went back to serving her more dedicated clientele, as luck would have it, a surf with an authentic sackcloth waistcoat waved her over to buy another ale. Sarah sighed with satisfaction, it might turn out to be a successful evening afterall!
It was a dark and stormy knight that first drew her attention to the back of the tavern. He wasnt like the other knights, so shiny and polished in their deeds.
He had been mulling over his ale for hours. Normally Sarah would have complained about this to the other tavern girls since he was taking up valuable seating space and hadnt ordered a drink in hours. Yet, there was something about the way that he stared into his stein that made her keep her distance, an intensity of the eyes that kept her from mentioning him to anyone. It did not, however, keep her from periodically pushing by his end of the long wooden talbe. It gave her the opportunity to quickly glance down at the piece of parchment that was spread out in front of him. Sarah wondered if it was the circular annoucing the jousting tournament that was to be held the next morning. If it was, she felt sure she would be rooting for him. Yes, she would, maybe even throw down a handkerchief that had been strategically placed in her blouse moments before. Oh yes, Sarah could tell that this fascination with the brooding knight was only just the beginning. As the evening progressed, her glances in the direction of the sinister character grew more and more frequent, her imagination had already begun to formulate their first meeting...possibly after his big jousting win, he would see her through the crowd, grab her arm, and thank her for her inspirational handkerchief that had sealed his victory. Oh yes, it would be glorious....
Sarah's dream was cut short as a shrill, high pitched sound pierced through the din of the tavern. Everyone's eyes turned towards the brooding knight and to Sarah's horror his once dark and stormy face had been alumniated by a blue glow as he held a cell phone to his helmeted ear. Oh! How Sarah hated when civilians brought modern conveniences into the Renaissance fair!
But, her annoyance quckily turned to indifference as she went back to serving her more dedicated clientele, as luck would have it, a surf with an authentic sackcloth waistcoat waved her over to buy another ale. Sarah sighed with satisfaction, it might turn out to be a successful evening afterall!
October 27, 2006
just go with it...
So, when the day started with a message on my work answering machine telling me that I had made a factual mistake in my newspaper article and "if you are going to write something in the paper you should take the time to get the facts right."
Followed by the person hanging up...
I pretty much had to make the CONSCIOUS decision to not have a bad day. I mean, right there....it was very very easy to be in a BAD mood all day.
But, it wasnt really bad...a lot of really nice unexpected blessings happened.
1. My old boss put a "christmas bonus" in my IRA bank account....for no reason but to be nice.
2. My new job gave me a raise to make my yearly income an "even number" back in August and it was finally put into affect today.
3. My landlord came by to apologize for telling me that I needed to "turn out lights" because turns out my electric bill wasnt all that hight afterall ( seeeeee? telling the world that he use to be the most handsome boy in high school musta worked for me! hahaha!)
4. Anna and I ate pizza and watched very indulgent TV...and laughed and talked...it was fun...as always.
5. The moon is a beautiful crescent at the moment...and its crisp and cool evening.
6. Tomorrow is Saturday and I'm going to a swimteam reunion....which should be interesting. ;-)
Followed by the person hanging up...
I pretty much had to make the CONSCIOUS decision to not have a bad day. I mean, right there....it was very very easy to be in a BAD mood all day.
But, it wasnt really bad...a lot of really nice unexpected blessings happened.
1. My old boss put a "christmas bonus" in my IRA bank account....for no reason but to be nice.
2. My new job gave me a raise to make my yearly income an "even number" back in August and it was finally put into affect today.
3. My landlord came by to apologize for telling me that I needed to "turn out lights" because turns out my electric bill wasnt all that hight afterall ( seeeeee? telling the world that he use to be the most handsome boy in high school musta worked for me! hahaha!)
4. Anna and I ate pizza and watched very indulgent TV...and laughed and talked...it was fun...as always.
5. The moon is a beautiful crescent at the moment...and its crisp and cool evening.
6. Tomorrow is Saturday and I'm going to a swimteam reunion....which should be interesting. ;-)
October 26, 2006
balance
So, the cool thing that happened today was that I realized that they put my Newspaper article for this week on the internet which is nice...
But the uncool thing that happened today was that I realized I put "2005-2006 Board Members" instead of "2006-2007 Board Members" in my Alumni Newsletter...hours and hours of me with a black marker...I hate myself sometimes ;-)
Stupid, stupid...
Although, the cute little old ladies that call to talk about their high school memories in the 1940s makes my job totally worth it.
Go read it!
October 25, 2006
It really was a dark and stormy night...
I got invited the the Nacogdoches High School writing club, Scribblers annual "Reading the grave yard" party this weekend...which I TOTALLY plan to go to, after I squeeze in an appearance at the Nacogdoches Highschool Swim meet ( yay! I hope I get to be a timer!)....anyway, its the perks of having your mother be the Scribber sponser...
So, the my mother's students have all been assigned the task of writing a short story with the opening line "it was a dark and stormy night"...upon hearing about this, my mother and I got in an argument about the organs of said badly written phrase...she said it was from the comicstrip Peanuts...I said it was from an actual novel...
A google search brought me to this really fabulous article on the topic...and it got me thinking...writing a really HORRIBLE opening sentence really takes some talent.
The article also talks about a contest for the WORST opening line...and I gotta say I laughed OUT LOUD at the winner!...so to all my aspiring writers out there...I say let's all practice our writing skills by writing very very badly for a change!! hehehe...
Here's my worst efforts:
"George was lost again, he had taken a right at Chestnut instead of a left which had consequently brought him back up Elm street, which crossed Main St. after about three blocks, where he found himself stuck behind a very large van that had five children pressed up against the back window, who would make obsene faces at him at every stop sign. "
So, the my mother's students have all been assigned the task of writing a short story with the opening line "it was a dark and stormy night"...upon hearing about this, my mother and I got in an argument about the organs of said badly written phrase...she said it was from the comicstrip Peanuts...I said it was from an actual novel...
A google search brought me to this really fabulous article on the topic...and it got me thinking...writing a really HORRIBLE opening sentence really takes some talent.
The article also talks about a contest for the WORST opening line...and I gotta say I laughed OUT LOUD at the winner!...so to all my aspiring writers out there...I say let's all practice our writing skills by writing very very badly for a change!! hehehe...
Here's my worst efforts:
"George was lost again, he had taken a right at Chestnut instead of a left which had consequently brought him back up Elm street, which crossed Main St. after about three blocks, where he found himself stuck behind a very large van that had five children pressed up against the back window, who would make obsene faces at him at every stop sign. "
*whimper*
So, I just got out of a "surprise!" meeting with my treasurer...my mind wasnt working well, and he was just wanting to get out of town on his vacation. Let's just say it wasnt my finest moments :-(
I feel sick, it was hard to get out of bed this morning...and the gloomy weather isnt helping...
buuuut, amidst my own doom and gloom there is some light and I thought I'd share it...this is GOOD STUFF, once again from "Morning and Evening" !
Ruth 2:3
She gleaned in the field after the reapers: and her hap was to light on a part of the field belonging unto Boaz, who was of the kindred of Elimelech.
Her hap was. Yes, it seemed nothing but an accident, but how divinely was it overruled! Ruth had gone forth with her mother's blessing, under the care of her mother's God, to humble but honourable toil, and the providence of God was guiding her every step. Little did she know that amid the sheaves she would find a husband, that he should make her the joint owner of all those broad acres, and that she a poor foreigner should become one of the progenitors of the great Messiah. God is very good to those who trust in Him, and often surprises them with unlooked for blessings. Little do we know what may happen to us to-morrow, but this sweet fact may cheer us, that no good thing shall be withheld. Chance is banished from the faith of Christians, for they see the hand of God in everything. The trivial events of to-day or to-morrow may involve consequences of the highest importance. O Lord, deal as graciously with Thy servants as Thou didst with Ruth. How blessed would it be, if, in wandering in the field of meditation to-night, our hap should be to light upon the place where our next Kinsman will reveal Himself to us! O Spirit of God, guide us to Him. We would sooner glean in His field than bear away the whole harvest from any other. O for the footsteps of His flock, which may conduct us to the green pastures where He dwells! This is a weary world when Jesus is away-we could better do without sun and moon that without Him-but how divinely fair all things become in the glory of His presence! Our souls know the virtue which dwells in Jesus, and can never be content without Him. We will wait in prayer this night until our hap shall be to light on a part of the field belonging to Jesus wherein He will manifest Himself to us.
I feel sick, it was hard to get out of bed this morning...and the gloomy weather isnt helping...
buuuut, amidst my own doom and gloom there is some light and I thought I'd share it...this is GOOD STUFF, once again from "Morning and Evening" !
Ruth 2:3
She gleaned in the field after the reapers: and her hap was to light on a part of the field belonging unto Boaz, who was of the kindred of Elimelech.
Her hap was. Yes, it seemed nothing but an accident, but how divinely was it overruled! Ruth had gone forth with her mother's blessing, under the care of her mother's God, to humble but honourable toil, and the providence of God was guiding her every step. Little did she know that amid the sheaves she would find a husband, that he should make her the joint owner of all those broad acres, and that she a poor foreigner should become one of the progenitors of the great Messiah. God is very good to those who trust in Him, and often surprises them with unlooked for blessings. Little do we know what may happen to us to-morrow, but this sweet fact may cheer us, that no good thing shall be withheld. Chance is banished from the faith of Christians, for they see the hand of God in everything. The trivial events of to-day or to-morrow may involve consequences of the highest importance. O Lord, deal as graciously with Thy servants as Thou didst with Ruth. How blessed would it be, if, in wandering in the field of meditation to-night, our hap should be to light upon the place where our next Kinsman will reveal Himself to us! O Spirit of God, guide us to Him. We would sooner glean in His field than bear away the whole harvest from any other. O for the footsteps of His flock, which may conduct us to the green pastures where He dwells! This is a weary world when Jesus is away-we could better do without sun and moon that without Him-but how divinely fair all things become in the glory of His presence! Our souls know the virtue which dwells in Jesus, and can never be content without Him. We will wait in prayer this night until our hap shall be to light on a part of the field belonging to Jesus wherein He will manifest Himself to us.
October 24, 2006
I win ( sorta).
So, today I did the only thing I COULD to get back at my landlords for going through my trash ( and if you read Emily's comment on my last post-she was scarily correct when it comes to what it was probably like)...I wrote about them in my weekly column for the Daily Sentinel.
Yup, I bet you didnt know that my landlord who now has the time to go through his lovely neighbor's trash was voted MOST HANDSOME in 1946.
I kid you not.
Annnnyway, we all change-and most of us for the better ;-) I am making a mental note to never ever care SO MUCH about recycling that I go through anyones discards...ew. Otherwise no one will care that I was ALMOST voted Wittiest my Senior class....*sigh*
So, lets talk about something far more interesting:
I got through today! Praise Jesus! I mean, SERIOUSLY:
FOUR MEETINGS back-to-back far to much for one girl....and I'm getting sick...its offical I have a sore throat and I have ulcers in my mouth that hurt, and my whole body aches ( especially my feet-but I blame that on the stupid heels that I wore all day...) so yes, I just downed another Airbourne cocktail ( of course, I dont know what to do with the Sprite can now that I'm through with it..)
So yes, I'm complaining...and I missed talking to Brett, which pretty much stinks since he didnt sound particularly chipper either-and wouldnt have WE made the happy pair on the phone?! We could have moaned in unison...and that would have been very relationship-building.
Yup, I bet you didnt know that my landlord who now has the time to go through his lovely neighbor's trash was voted MOST HANDSOME in 1946.
I kid you not.
Annnnyway, we all change-and most of us for the better ;-) I am making a mental note to never ever care SO MUCH about recycling that I go through anyones discards...ew. Otherwise no one will care that I was ALMOST voted Wittiest my Senior class....*sigh*
So, lets talk about something far more interesting:
I got through today! Praise Jesus! I mean, SERIOUSLY:
FOUR MEETINGS back-to-back far to much for one girl....and I'm getting sick...its offical I have a sore throat and I have ulcers in my mouth that hurt, and my whole body aches ( especially my feet-but I blame that on the stupid heels that I wore all day...) so yes, I just downed another Airbourne cocktail ( of course, I dont know what to do with the Sprite can now that I'm through with it..)
So yes, I'm complaining...and I missed talking to Brett, which pretty much stinks since he didnt sound particularly chipper either-and wouldnt have WE made the happy pair on the phone?! We could have moaned in unison...and that would have been very relationship-building.
As I see it...
This morning I went into Java Jacks and I was handed my drink without having to order...sent on my way without having to pay ( this was because of a mix up with my paying yesterday...but besides the point). And then I talked to several other Java Jacks regulars on my way out the door.
It was not until was pulling out into traffic that I thought about how I actually have a "regular" coffee house-where everyone knows your name-and more importantly knows what my favorite drink is...that's really fantastic. Sometimes I like small towns.
Today, is going to be crazy busy. So busy, in fact, that I woke up BEFORE my alarm-all wired and ready to go...meetings, meetings, meetings...and I had NOTHING to wear! I decided fishnet stockings were cool, but not particularly "first-time-to-offically-meet-the-superintendent" material...so I went with pants instead.
In other news, I cant believe you people didnt feel that my landlords digging through my trash warranted comments! I mean, COME ON!!! This is totally "evil neighbor" material!! ( well, not quite...but dont you miss hearing about evil neighbor?! hehe)
Hey, so on a totally different note-this morning I was reading
Morning and Evening, and it was talking about the servantheart of Christ...and I was reminded of Sam from Lord of the Rings; this year I've pretty much decided to forgo my annual reading of the trilogy for reading the Chronicles of Narnia instead...but it really WOULD be great to go back and read the Lord of the Rings again, with the purpose of looking as Sam as a type of Christ...there as SOOO many good examples...Aragorn, Gandalf, Faramir...Frodo even...but I guess I had never seen Sam as having any characteristics of Christ...but reading about servanthood today...I thought about his sacrifical nature towards Frodo-even when Frodo didnt deserve it..was really quite amazing.
So yeah...
Talk amongst yourselves...
It was not until was pulling out into traffic that I thought about how I actually have a "regular" coffee house-where everyone knows your name-and more importantly knows what my favorite drink is...that's really fantastic. Sometimes I like small towns.
Today, is going to be crazy busy. So busy, in fact, that I woke up BEFORE my alarm-all wired and ready to go...meetings, meetings, meetings...and I had NOTHING to wear! I decided fishnet stockings were cool, but not particularly "first-time-to-offically-meet-the-superintendent" material...so I went with pants instead.
In other news, I cant believe you people didnt feel that my landlords digging through my trash warranted comments! I mean, COME ON!!! This is totally "evil neighbor" material!! ( well, not quite...but dont you miss hearing about evil neighbor?! hehe)
Hey, so on a totally different note-this morning I was reading
Morning and Evening, and it was talking about the servantheart of Christ...and I was reminded of Sam from Lord of the Rings; this year I've pretty much decided to forgo my annual reading of the trilogy for reading the Chronicles of Narnia instead...but it really WOULD be great to go back and read the Lord of the Rings again, with the purpose of looking as Sam as a type of Christ...there as SOOO many good examples...Aragorn, Gandalf, Faramir...Frodo even...but I guess I had never seen Sam as having any characteristics of Christ...but reading about servanthood today...I thought about his sacrifical nature towards Frodo-even when Frodo didnt deserve it..was really quite amazing.
So yeah...
Talk amongst yourselves...
October 23, 2006
Recycle Rights
Umm...so I went home for my lunch break and sitting on my landlords patio chairs was a small stack of sprite cans...
my sprite cans...the ones that I threw away in my trash today ( its trash day and we ( my landlords and I) share a bin)..
How do I KNOW they are mine?! Well, because WHAT ARE THE ODDS that the week that I go through a serious "I love sprite" phase, my landlords would as well...and then they wouldnt put them in their normal recycling bags..but instead stack them on a patio chair...
Yup. That's what I thought too.
Smallish rant:
Sure, I'm ALLLLL about saving the planet. I really am, and really if I have the opportunity I'm also all about recycling. What I am NOT ABOUT is having my landlord GO THROUGH my garbage to collect recyclable items. NOOOO GOOOOOD. Its a VIOLATION of privacy for one thing...and for another thing...its gross.
Really gross.
I'm a totally passive-aggressive person, so I dont know if I'm up for my sister's idea of ASKING them if they would like me to start recycling...becaus that seems less passive and more embarrassing...I'm in shock.
my sprite cans...the ones that I threw away in my trash today ( its trash day and we ( my landlords and I) share a bin)..
How do I KNOW they are mine?! Well, because WHAT ARE THE ODDS that the week that I go through a serious "I love sprite" phase, my landlords would as well...and then they wouldnt put them in their normal recycling bags..but instead stack them on a patio chair...
Yup. That's what I thought too.
Smallish rant:
Sure, I'm ALLLLL about saving the planet. I really am, and really if I have the opportunity I'm also all about recycling. What I am NOT ABOUT is having my landlord GO THROUGH my garbage to collect recyclable items. NOOOO GOOOOOD. Its a VIOLATION of privacy for one thing...and for another thing...its gross.
Really gross.
I'm a totally passive-aggressive person, so I dont know if I'm up for my sister's idea of ASKING them if they would like me to start recycling...becaus that seems less passive and more embarrassing...I'm in shock.
Check it...
Wooo! Check it, we're down to WEEKS till my birthday! No more of this "one month and..."
Nooo waaaay.
Who's excited?!
But, it does make you kinda nostalgic for last year doesnt it? awww...yes, I know...I say go read ALL of my November 2005 archives for a little reminder why the year of "Abigail being two and twenty" was a good thing.
Anyway, speaking of calendars...i feel SO COOL this week, I have something going on every SINGLE night this week. I mean, SUUUURE some of its work related ( board meeting tomorrow night)...and some of its always there ( Bible study tonight, church on Wednesdaynight) but THAT doesnt keep me from still feeling waaaay coolness.
Speaking of cool ( wow, I havent had good luck with segues like this in forever...in fact, ever since I learned how to SPELL "segue" correctly I havent be able to use them).
I found out last night that I could be getting YET ANOTHER visitor from afar in the coming months. ( Louise?! REALLY?! I CANT TELL YOU HOW EXCITED THAT MAKES ME...eventhoughyoutoldmenottogetmyhopesupIcanthelpit)
My cup runneth over.
For REAL people, I dont know WHAT I did to deserve so much funess to look forward to, but seriously, its fabulous.
In other news, I need to go on my lunch break...which will pretty much include me going home to wash all the dishes that have piled high in my sink. Fuuuunnnn.
Nooo waaaay.
Who's excited?!
But, it does make you kinda nostalgic for last year doesnt it? awww...yes, I know...I say go read ALL of my November 2005 archives for a little reminder why the year of "Abigail being two and twenty" was a good thing.
Anyway, speaking of calendars...i feel SO COOL this week, I have something going on every SINGLE night this week. I mean, SUUUURE some of its work related ( board meeting tomorrow night)...and some of its always there ( Bible study tonight, church on Wednesdaynight) but THAT doesnt keep me from still feeling waaaay coolness.
Speaking of cool ( wow, I havent had good luck with segues like this in forever...in fact, ever since I learned how to SPELL "segue" correctly I havent be able to use them).
I found out last night that I could be getting YET ANOTHER visitor from afar in the coming months. ( Louise?! REALLY?! I CANT TELL YOU HOW EXCITED THAT MAKES ME...eventhoughyoutoldmenottogetmyhopesupIcanthelpit)
My cup runneth over.
For REAL people, I dont know WHAT I did to deserve so much funess to look forward to, but seriously, its fabulous.
In other news, I need to go on my lunch break...which will pretty much include me going home to wash all the dishes that have piled high in my sink. Fuuuunnnn.
October 22, 2006
Little flock...
Tonight, there seem to be so many on my prayer list...but, this verse at the bottom of my Daily Light reading for tonight really struck me...
Do not fear, little flock, for its Your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom." ~ Luke 12:32
Do not fear, little flock, for its Your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom." ~ Luke 12:32
October 21, 2006
Love lining
Amazing love, how can it be, that you my king would die for me?
Amazing love...amazing love....
To be honest, I'm still overwhelmed by the importance of that Love....I was reading a blog post just tonight.. I was struck, while reading this persons account of their life, that all our Joy is from above. All of it. Period....oh, sure, we can be happy, we can be relatively content-but even then there is a niggling feeling underneith....but JOY...that pure joy....its all from Him.
Fellowship with Him.
Tonight, I feel like I'm coming out of a dark cloud...the sky is still overcast-but I can see the sun reflecting off the other clouds....its called a silver lining, and yes, this Love...this love is the ultimate silver lining....it can shine through any dark cloud.
October 19, 2006
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I can't say I've really got the truth of this yet...but I've got the concept...I've got the promise. I'm all about the promises lately.
"I sought the Lord and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears." ~ Ps. 34:4
Yes, spending a day with yourself...realizing how FAR you have to go...realizing your fears are mostly about the deep down nasty things inside you somehow coming out...
Well, verses like that just...well, they're perfect. that's what. Perfect.
"I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in his Word I do hope." ~ Ps. 130:5
’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved...
"I sought the Lord and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears." ~ Ps. 34:4
Yes, spending a day with yourself...realizing how FAR you have to go...realizing your fears are mostly about the deep down nasty things inside you somehow coming out...
Well, verses like that just...well, they're perfect. that's what. Perfect.
"I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in his Word I do hope." ~ Ps. 130:5
’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved...
domestic therapy.
So, life has been all "unpredictable" of late...and that combined with the cooler tempatures ( which we've already discussed)...I've been ALL about the cooking ( and baking).
So, here are the two recipes I've been craving the past few weeks-that I have finally settled down to making:
New Zealand inspired "Pumpkin" soup:
1 large Kabocha Squash ( the closest thing I could get to the new zealand pumpkin)
1 large onion
3 cups of vegtable stock
3 bay leaves
2 tablespoons of margarine
1 cup of milk
1 teaspoon cumin
1teaspoon curry powder
1/2 teaspoon chili powder
ground black pepper
salt ( to taste)
Chop and peel your squash...I suggest your sharpest knife...these babies are tough to get into, and cutting off the outer skin can be difficult. Make sure you remove alll the pulp and seeds too! I recommend relatively smallish cube shapped pieces-makes it easier later on...
Chop and peel your onion.
place squash, onion, veggie stock and bayleaves in saucepan and bring to boil. Simmer for about 15-20 minutes, or until the squash is soft and the unions are totally translucent. Remove your bayleaves.
Melt the margarine in another saucepan, add the flour and mix well...be careful its going to clump reeeeally fast! But, then add your milk while mixing and mix until you have a smooth sauce.
Add to your squash mixture as well as your seasonings. It doesnt matter if you mash your pumpkin together or leave it in "chunks" -I personally like it all mashed together-
At this point I suggest that the cook should start tasting the soup...it really comes down to your own personal taste whether or not you add more chili powder, salt or pepper ( personally I went wild with my black freshly ground pepper...and I think it was better for it!)
This soup is best eaten with a thick piece of brown bread...toasted.
Yum!
Junior Mint Brownies
I was reminded of this recipe several weeks ago-it was one of my favorites in high school...but I'd forgotten alll about it! I'm making them tonight!
cooking spray
1/4 cup of butter/margarine
3 oz. Junior Mints ( the King sized box!)
1 c. flour
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/8 teaspoon salt
2/3 cup sugar
1/3 cup unsweetened cocoa
1 large egg
1 large egg white
Preheat oven for 350 degrees ( F!)
Coat bottom of 8 in. pan with cooking spray
combine butter and mints in a glass measuring cup, microwave for 30 seconds. or until soft...stir until smooth and set aside.
Combine flour, soda, salt in a bowl. Combine sugar, cocoa, egg and egg white in a large bowl; beat at medium speed...or until well blended. Add mint mixture. beat well. Add flour mixture, beat on low speed until blended. Pour batter into pan. Bake for 20 minutes.
Cool. Or, if your like me...eat them right out of the oven..it will be messy but it'll be worth it.
mmmMmmmmMMmmm!
See? I feel better just telling you the recipes. Now, in the same vein as me wishing there was an instruction manual to life. I also wish there was a recipe book for life. Buuuuut, this is the best I can do. ;-)
So, here are the two recipes I've been craving the past few weeks-that I have finally settled down to making:
New Zealand inspired "Pumpkin" soup:
1 large Kabocha Squash ( the closest thing I could get to the new zealand pumpkin)
1 large onion
3 cups of vegtable stock
3 bay leaves
2 tablespoons of margarine
1 cup of milk
1 teaspoon cumin
1teaspoon curry powder
1/2 teaspoon chili powder
ground black pepper
salt ( to taste)
Chop and peel your squash...I suggest your sharpest knife...these babies are tough to get into, and cutting off the outer skin can be difficult. Make sure you remove alll the pulp and seeds too! I recommend relatively smallish cube shapped pieces-makes it easier later on...
Chop and peel your onion.
place squash, onion, veggie stock and bayleaves in saucepan and bring to boil. Simmer for about 15-20 minutes, or until the squash is soft and the unions are totally translucent. Remove your bayleaves.
Melt the margarine in another saucepan, add the flour and mix well...be careful its going to clump reeeeally fast! But, then add your milk while mixing and mix until you have a smooth sauce.
Add to your squash mixture as well as your seasonings. It doesnt matter if you mash your pumpkin together or leave it in "chunks" -I personally like it all mashed together-
At this point I suggest that the cook should start tasting the soup...it really comes down to your own personal taste whether or not you add more chili powder, salt or pepper ( personally I went wild with my black freshly ground pepper...and I think it was better for it!)
This soup is best eaten with a thick piece of brown bread...toasted.
Yum!
Junior Mint Brownies
I was reminded of this recipe several weeks ago-it was one of my favorites in high school...but I'd forgotten alll about it! I'm making them tonight!
cooking spray
1/4 cup of butter/margarine
3 oz. Junior Mints ( the King sized box!)
1 c. flour
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/8 teaspoon salt
2/3 cup sugar
1/3 cup unsweetened cocoa
1 large egg
1 large egg white
Preheat oven for 350 degrees ( F!)
Coat bottom of 8 in. pan with cooking spray
combine butter and mints in a glass measuring cup, microwave for 30 seconds. or until soft...stir until smooth and set aside.
Combine flour, soda, salt in a bowl. Combine sugar, cocoa, egg and egg white in a large bowl; beat at medium speed...or until well blended. Add mint mixture. beat well. Add flour mixture, beat on low speed until blended. Pour batter into pan. Bake for 20 minutes.
Cool. Or, if your like me...eat them right out of the oven..it will be messy but it'll be worth it.
mmmMmmmmMMmmm!
See? I feel better just telling you the recipes. Now, in the same vein as me wishing there was an instruction manual to life. I also wish there was a recipe book for life. Buuuuut, this is the best I can do. ;-)
Of this...
Listening to Hide and Seek ( Imogen Heap)...this song is kinda fitting my mood this morning.
I had some wacked out dreams last night. They werent bad or necessarily disturbing....they just kinda STUCK. And I dont like it when dreams stick and get all upons reality.
Its way cool this morning, which is nice...although I thought the "evening annoucement" at the school yesterday afternoon was a bit overkill:
"Students, remember to dress appropriately for tomorrow's cold weather...the high is only 68...so make sure you bring a jacket if you are sensitive to colder weather."
HHAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Are you KIDDING?! Since when is 68 degrees anywhere CLOSE to cold?!
Anyway, East Texas makes me giggle sometimes.
My work schedule is pretty emptyish this morning...which isnt helping my mind. It would be better if I had something to distract me. There isnt even anything WRONG that I know of? What's with the unrest?!
BOO.
I had some wacked out dreams last night. They werent bad or necessarily disturbing....they just kinda STUCK. And I dont like it when dreams stick and get all upons reality.
Its way cool this morning, which is nice...although I thought the "evening annoucement" at the school yesterday afternoon was a bit overkill:
"Students, remember to dress appropriately for tomorrow's cold weather...the high is only 68...so make sure you bring a jacket if you are sensitive to colder weather."
HHAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Are you KIDDING?! Since when is 68 degrees anywhere CLOSE to cold?!
Anyway, East Texas makes me giggle sometimes.
My work schedule is pretty emptyish this morning...which isnt helping my mind. It would be better if I had something to distract me. There isnt even anything WRONG that I know of? What's with the unrest?!
BOO.
October 18, 2006
He promised
Merissa hit it right on the nail... I dont know why I'm ever surprised when my own life's struggles and victories are mirrored in those I am in contact with...its one of the blessed beauties of the Holy Spirit...
On another note ( sorta) it is the Promises that make my heart sing:
This is the convenant which I will make with the house of Israel," declares the Lord.
"I will put my law within them, and on their heart I will write it, and I will be their God and they shall be my People...
They shall all know me, from the least of them to the greatest of them, for I will forgive their iniquity and their sin I will remember no more." Jer 31:33-34
On another note ( sorta) it is the Promises that make my heart sing:
This is the convenant which I will make with the house of Israel," declares the Lord.
"I will put my law within them, and on their heart I will write it, and I will be their God and they shall be my People...
They shall all know me, from the least of them to the greatest of them, for I will forgive their iniquity and their sin I will remember no more." Jer 31:33-34
victory!!!
So, I feel sooooo productive right now...
I'm making pumpkin soup.
AND...I had to cut up the pumpkin with INSANELY UNSHARP knives...which was....dangerous. I want knives for my birthday-if anyone cares. *hint*hint* Papa.
But, I was victorious and now its simmering...and I'm happy because this makes me feel winter-y and home-y and cozy and other 'y' ending words that are good.
Bascially its still could turn out badly, especially since I've never had pumpkin soup anywhere but New Zealand...and the NZ pumpkin is decidedly different from the American version....so I stood in front of the entire "squash family" in the supermarket and finially picked out a squash that most resembled the NZ pumpkin and took it home...so yeah...it looks like it'll be good...and it smells like it'll be good...so I'll let you know.
Edit
Its finished...and it tastes pretty good...the taste isnt as strong as I would like...but still totally yummy
I'm making pumpkin soup.
AND...I had to cut up the pumpkin with INSANELY UNSHARP knives...which was....dangerous. I want knives for my birthday-if anyone cares. *hint*hint* Papa.
But, I was victorious and now its simmering...and I'm happy because this makes me feel winter-y and home-y and cozy and other 'y' ending words that are good.
Bascially its still could turn out badly, especially since I've never had pumpkin soup anywhere but New Zealand...and the NZ pumpkin is decidedly different from the American version....so I stood in front of the entire "squash family" in the supermarket and finially picked out a squash that most resembled the NZ pumpkin and took it home...so yeah...it looks like it'll be good...and it smells like it'll be good...so I'll let you know.
Edit
Its finished...and it tastes pretty good...the taste isnt as strong as I would like...but still totally yummy
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