singing her praises

it's amazing what a true friend will do for you. the ridiculous lengths that they will go to to tickle your ridiculous fancies without question or judgement. hat's off to you you dear friend! you made my day because you cared enough to be obsessive for me. that's a right arm when you need them friend.

amen sister

take a quick read at rae's posthttp://www.visittheporch.blogspot.com and see if you don't also agree. let's start our own band wagon.

drummer boy revisited

it wasn't a night very different than any other night really. we we all glad to be out in the fields with the sheep, and not in town with all the chaos. Cesar had called for a census and there was no room to move down there, so to spend the evening upon the hillside with the sheep was very welcome. my dad and i spent most of our nights there, along with several others, it's just the way of life for Shepard's. and as i said, this night did not start out special or significant in any way, we had no idea our lives would never be the same. a few of us were grabbing some rest while the others were keeping warm near the fire. not much was being said, it was dark and late. i couldn't sleep that night, just felt anxious, like i was standing at the edge of something wonderful, something much bigger than me. so i sat near the warmth of the fire and tapped away on my drum, trying to work out the anxiety. then from out of nowhere the sky burst forth into a light brighter than any day i had known. everyone was awoken and desperately trying to get their eyes to adjust to this glorious light. as we shaded our eyes in a vain attempt to see what was before us, angels that filled the whole night sky cried out,"glory to God in the highest, and peace, goodwill on earth towards men!" the told us of an infant who had been born that night in the village. He was our saviour and our king! and in as quick of an instant as they had appeared, they were gone. we sat in a moment of silence, struck in awe of what had just happened to us. then through the darkness someone shouted, " we must go and find this child!we must find our king!" and before he could even finish what he was saying, we were off, running down the hills, tripping over our own two feet, our robes tangling between our legs. we came to the stable in town, inside we found a father and mother with their new born babe wrapped in rags laying in the animals food trough. such a meager start to life for this little one who was supposed to be our savior. yet as we entered the cave, there was a wave of peace and joy that washed over us all like a tidal wave. no one said anything, there was no need. i came up beside that trough and knelt down beside the babe. he started to fuss." shall i play for you little one?" i asked, his mother nodded to me in agreement and swept him up to her chest. i began to beat away at my drum in hopes of offering this child a gift,something, anything! for i had no possessions of my own to give, and yet in my heart i knew he deserved everything i had. i played with everything in me and the night air resounded with music filled with adoration for this little babe.even the animals seemed to be keeping time. as my song came to an end, i found my eyes fixed on this little child,and he looked at me, and smiled. in that smile was all the love in the world, his eyes seemed to hold everything that has ever been or was yet to come. so much was wrapped up in this tiny bundle, and all my soul wanted to do was to pour out adoration, love and worship to him. as we left that night to tell of all we had seen and heard, i knew this child would change the world. he was my savior.

first real victory!

we have touch down! the first time alarielle let us know she needed to use the potty, and we got a #1 and a #2! HAHA! LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL!

etiquite for men by g.r.m. devereux

sometimes a man becomes a little thoughtless of those around him; sometimes a wife will tend to spoil her husband by not expecting, and requiring, from him the same amount of courtesy which she would expect from another man. in either case the position is to be regretted, for no mas should allow himself to extend to his wife less courteous treatment than he would extend to any other woman.
such things as carry a heavy parcel, opening a door, giving "right of way" on the stairs, placing a chair at the table- these and countless other small services are rendered as a matter of course for any lady with whom a man comes in contact; and he should never think twice before performing similar services for the ladies in his own home. when there are children in the home even greater care should be taken that courtesy between the grown members of the family is evident. this is because children are so apt to copy the examples of their elders. the finest way in which children can be trained to grow up into thoughtful , courteous, and considerate men and women is by surrounding them with those qualities through out their younger days.
published 1929

i think there's something to be said in regressing a little but. sure wouldn't hurt society to give it a try.

i miss

i miss being able to spend an hour or more just driving. nothing but you in your little bubble, singing loudly and badly to only the best songs on the radio, and your world is left behind you. even for a moment. somthing so refreshing about it. doesn't seem as cool in a craven. he he

still wrong.

i swear i went to school. thanks-christmukkah.

wrong spelling

thanks-Christmika. dec. 9th!

62 days

well as my coutdown on facebook tells me there's only 62 days till the best day of the year(other than rachel's b-day!). that means i get to decorate my house in a possible 11 days.he he! and i am pretty much half done my christmas shopping already. thank goodness with only 62 days left. which also means that there's only 45 days till thanks-christmica! oh the joy the holidays bring! happy shopping all!

seriously?#2

as if potty training isn't enough, alarielle got a hold of dark blue nail polish and painted herself...sigh.

reflection

sitting at the flood gates, waiting for the revelation.kinda how i'm feeling today, which is good and kinda not for some reason.you spend most of your life, at least i have, very confident in who i am and how i have been created. i mean we all have off days, but when you start counting in months, you lose heart some days.what am i waiting for, how much farther do i have to go, am i going along willingly, or being dragged along in sheer obliviousness. are my hearts desires in line, or childish wisps floating above my head that i'm trying to hard to desperately cling to.

seriously?

can't kids go to school in diapers? what's wrong with that?

movie moment

so in my "despondent phase", i prayed to be romanced by God. pretty lofty and somewhat odd request, but very needed for me. so i went for a walk today and had a "date" with God. it was time for sunset so the world was drenched in amber, which was only magnified by all the fall colors. there were blue jays and squirrels, and every song on random on my MP3 was perfect. i was even given a song from Him and told just to receive it from my lover to be romanced. so odd to have God sing to you through Darren Hayes, but it was a beautiful moment for which i am singing His praises for. ask and you shall receive.

sabeth

i dunno if this really counts as my day of rest. but i do feel better. i sent brock and the kids to his parents, changed the kids rooms around, added a play room , rearranged the old play room , and cleaned out the dinning room and living room of all the crap that adds up over the years,and then redecorated them. did some cleaning in the kitchen, but that'll take another day to really do, and i still have the other side of the basement to tackle this winter. but that's so bad it's a two person job. but just with the crap from today i filled our giant black bin with trash. woooh. i am tired and satisfied with accomplishment.

friday

t.g.i.f. i'm so done with the world. but next week i only work 2 days. this could be a saving grace for me. if i can make it through to then. but i think it'll be a low key weekend(i hope) this weekend. i may throw down to keep it that way, if i have to. HA! so enjoy your weekend and have a drink for me. or two. if you hit three i'm coming over!

exaustion

so tired. worked till 8 last night, picked up michelle at the airport at 12:00, back at work at 9:30 in the morn. we were all a little goofy and tired on the drive home. but i'm glad to have her home. it's always great when a good friend returns into your company.
yet life is still crazy and i don't see an end in sight this year. yikes. how can there be that much to be involved in? and i'm totally pumped about all of my commitments and totally drained too. hard to find a balance to keep life in the soul.

the adult i've become

penny and i were leaving ball class last night, and after being the rowdy goofballs in the bunch, pen said "maybe we should take life more seriously, we seem to be the nut jobs in the bunch." "ya, you're right. we totally should." i said. to which i slapped her in the arm and yelled "TAG! your it!" and took off down the hall at full tilt. ain't it great to be grown up and mature.

walmart produce

i know it's not a new thing in the states, but here in little ol canada it's mind blowing. but impressive i must say. i may even have to make special trips to the city to go grocery shopping now. not a fun idea, but at least everything was stocked. not so much at our superstore. but it's off to the pool this afternoon. amazing how quiet it is at 3:30 at the tri. ahhhh, silence.

happy thanksgiving canada

woo hoo to the long weekend. the weekend of food, food, food and family. and by the end of it all, you're done with it all. but it's fun while it lasts. so eat harty and enjoy your family.
p.s. rae i love your new found quote:"the very scary thing about religion , to me, is that people actually believe God is who they think he is." yikes.