I still Got it!!

You know what is great? That I can decide to totally skip turning in a paper and still get a B. Sociology is over. It was fun while it lasted, but even better now that it is over.
You know what else is great? Football is almost over. Now I can cancel all of my hate mail to Pop Warner. To all of you who made it to the playoffs, congratulations. I am so glad it was you. :D

Don't you hate those gay sayings about friends?

In the cookie of life, you are the chocolate chips. I know people take that to mean as a friend, they are the sweetest part of the cookie. But, if we have ever had a conversation, you know I don't buy that. It really means friends make things messy and cause you to require a napkin. That really has nothing to do with my post, but I am here to amuse myself!

On to the point. A friend found me recently. She is a woman I was incredibly close with for a short time while The Man and I lived in California. This time in my life was nothing to be replayed as I was certainly pushing the boundaries God had carefully laid out for my life. I still have guilt for some of the choices I made during this time, but I know I am forgiven. Probably even by her. I was so excited to hear from my old friend...she isn't old HA!, just our friendship. While I waited for her phone call, I found myself rehashing stupid mistakes and immature behavior I so graciously displayed in those days. I felt that I wanted to ask God for forgiveness all over again. But then, I remembered that God really does love me as far as the east is from the west (just like that song says). I don't have to relive those times. In fact, dwelling on them is giving party to the dark side. AAAND, considering I am not that big of a Star Wars fan, it was easy to get back to what God wants my focus to be. It is easy for me to get stuck in the past- whether I am reminiscing good or bad things. I want to focus more on being here, right now. I want to be more purposeful. If I get hung up on everything I am doing wrong or the negative influences in life, I will miss that "fullness" God mentions in Jeremiah. And in the wise words of Steven Tyler, "I don't want to miss a thing."

N.Y. man attacks inflatable ghost, pumpkin

LLOYD, N.Y. - A woman says a neighbor attacked her inflatable Halloween lawn display of three ghosts and a giant pumpkin, then apparently smashed his head through her window in a fit of rage.

This struck my funnines bone late last night in the same way SNL is great late night. Sorry if it doesn't translate into daytime hours. It still cracked me right up.

State Police said officers found a drunken John Odee, 43, inside Dawn Garcia's house in the Hudson Valley town of Lloyd on Thursday night, arrested him after a brief struggle and charged him with burglary.

Garcia told the Middletown Times Herald-Record she heard hollering and swearing and looked outside to see Odee struggling with the giant pumpkin. "He was enraged. I could see that," she said.

When she yelled at him to go away, Odee charged the house. She fled through the back door with three of her children and heard window glass breaking. She called 911 from another neighbor's house. Police said Odee used his head to smash a window to get in.

No problems with last year's decoaration
"What made him do that, I don't know," Garcia said. "We had the same decoration up last year and it didn't bother him."

Odee was being held at Ulster County Jail in lieu of $25,000 bail Friday night. A corrections officer said inmates could not come to the phone. The officer did not know if Odee had an attorney.

You may not have known that I LOVE...

going to school,
exercising,
seasonal movies,
quoting any quotable movie,
history,
war movies,
black and white movies,
historical fiction novels,
photography,
faceless pictures,
music from the 50s,60s, & 70s,
quotes,
hearing my husband's jeep while it is still a mile away,
my husband while he sleeps,
my husband while he is awake,
my husband while he...well..does other things,
calling him "my husband",
writing,
sketching-especially with pencils,
reading,
my hair,
that Addison responds to "squirrel",
museums,
being home,
having company,
living in Reno,
Rancho San Rafael's arboretum,
my dog, Moby Richard,
finding Samuel playing in the Barbie jeep out back,
fall,
Christmas,
Halloween,
homeschooling,
date night,
Christmas cards-giving and receiving,
teaching, anyone about most anything,
the color red,
the color green with red because it reminds me of Christmas...which I love,
The Fray,
Five for Fighting,
John McLaughlin,
gardening,
having my toes painted,
scrapbooking,
editing,
grammar,
words,
trees-especially the Umbrella Catalpa and willow,
crayons,
coloring books at Christmas time,
puzzles and games,
music played on real records,
painted cabinets,
my piano,
musicals- especially live,
home videos,
The Office,
and acoustic music.

I am only stopping now so you will have time to read this post. I could go on forever. Are there things you LOVE!?

My Lightbulb Moment

Sometimes it takes me a minute or two to hear what God is telling me. This very character flaw is why I recommend going to church weekly. I have been physically sick more times in the previous three months then combined in my life so far. I have been praying for God to reveal if it is an allergy, or if I am simply making too many unhealthy choices, or if it is due to something greater. Saturday night, I was certain I was dying of some internal wretched disease. I prayed for God to not only heal me but reveal what was really going on during Sunday's service. I cried on Sunday when he did.

Louie (not Louise) talked about the pace he feels God has set for him. Louie (not Louise) said he was physically sick after trying to be apart from where God was asking him to be. This is me right now. It isn't that I am running in a direction God is telling me not to; it is more because I am running.

God began speaking to me about celebrating the Sabbath about six months before Louie (not Louise) brought it up at church. I was floored when it became a series of teachings at church. I committed my Sundays to God and family and rest. Then my husband got hired onto the Fire Department, and I let everything run amok.

In the same way Louie (not Louise) felt his schedule was out of his hands, I feel that the goings on around me are out of my hands. The picture I get is me in the middle of a tornado with seven schedules swirling around me mixed with all the expectations others have of me. My problem is I keep trying to jump out and grab hold so I can "handle" one or two. This doesn't work for me. I get beat up, feel sick, get pushed around (sometimes literally**stupid yard gnome! This is a story for another time) and still end up out of control.

Now I know my job is to simply remain. Remain consistent. Remain in the eye of the storm where I can find God and experience his peace. Remain healthy. Remain out of CONTROL, not OUT OF control. Simply Remain- though for me, there seems to be nothing simple about remaining.

Search Results

I put in a search to find a Reno Wives' Firefighting chat group and this was the advertisement offered on the right of my screen. Maybe God is trying to tell me something. This is the worst thing I have ever seen...(other than George Dahir post-shower)

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