::1:: Do you remember the movie The Emperor's New Groove? All it took for the wicked king to realize his humility and the dignity of each person was to be turned into a llama for a few days. The movie is so.funny. I am relating to it these days...I want my groove back, and Baby keeps interrupting my groove. Perhaps I am simply too idolatrous of My Groove and need to realign my heart to God's priorities: to serve and love others. Sigh. Sanctification is good...but it stinks.
::2:: I've gotten a lot less fussy about stains. I've got milk on my shirt all the time, whether fresh milk, slightly old milk, or slightly digested milk. If Baby spits up on me...meh, I'll wash the shirt. (He's not much of a spitter-upper, thankfully.) If Baby spits up on Husband...oh boy, get the man a clean washcloth, because YUCK.
::3:: In Baby News, do you know what his new skill is!?!? Smiling! He smiles at me at least once a day, and has smiled at his Daddy twice...both times on purpose. What a thrill. I know the emotion was in his heart but we humans are communicators, and it's nice to see the affection on Baby's face, a connection between his heart and mine. Yay. Oh, yay!
::4:: We're going on a road trip in a few weeks. Will Baby make it, strapped in his car seat for 6-8 hours a day (except for food/diaper breaks)? We shall see.
::5:: This road trip...we're headed West to Colorado and Kansas. In Colorado, the plan is to go to Vail for the Teva Mountain Games. We need to bring winter clothes for Baby because it snowed there last night. (And the temperature is to hit 90 degrees here at home today.) Winter clothes? In June?
::6:: I was asked months ago to write for a Pro-Life blog. It was founded by a man in my church, a very logical, absent-minded-professor type. I'd be the only woman writing for it. I was unmotivated to write during my pregnancy, but now I'm fomenting some thoughts for that venue. Perhaps I'l take the plunge after all.
::7:: You know those laundry bags you buy for small items and unmentionables? I bought one the other day for baby socks, because I read somewhere that they can get sucked into your washing mashine drain and clog up the works...anyway, I love it. It was 97 cents (of course I didn't buy the name brand, are you kidding?), and I love it. I'm going to buy several for my mom. (Why? Because she loses socks in her dryer. It's truly amazing. I remember being a girl, and about once every six months, we'd dump out the lawn and leaf bag [yes, the lawn and leaf bag] onto her bed and try to match some socks. Neither my sister nor I have ever lost any socks in the laundry in our own homes...it has got to be something with her dryer.) She'll be able to wash clothes and put all the socks in a sack and hopefully they'll all come out of the dryer.
For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them. -Ephesians 2:10
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23 October 2009
7 Quick Takes Volume 2
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So, last week I was frenetically preparing for a northward weekend journey, the museum's annual not-so-scary members-only Halloween event, and fighting bad allergies that have since mutated into a cold and sinusitis.
1. I am thankful for doctors who take action. At the doctor's office, I received several prescriptions--antibiotics, cortisone for the swelling, cough suppressant that's not codeine-based so I don't have to deal with the OTC cough-syrup side effect of stupidity--AND a cortisone shot right then and there. Woo. I haven't taken any pills and I feel better already. It's the cortisone. I can finally breathe through my nose well.
2. Today, during Story Time, I read to two 6-year-olds. We did some Early Childhood Games (can you guess if the pumpkin inside the smaller box will be bigger or smaller than the first pumpkin? it's called prediction of volume) and they enjoyed the games...a little...and I could see they were relieved to learn that the Early Childhood Games were designed for kids who are TWO YEARS OLD and that it's OK that they were BORED by them.
3. Those 6-year-olds from Story Time enjoyed a book that was a little scary, The Little Old Lady Who Was not Afraid of Anything. They liked knowing that the scariness is in the anticipation of the reader saying "BOO!" They were cute!
4. My husband is at a high school football game tonight. That means I am at home alone to rest and rest and to rest. I usually hate being alone but tonight I'm ok.
5. My bum hurts from the cortisone shot.
6. Our northward journey took us on a 12-hour drive (one way!) to visit my grandparents. I am thankful to have seen them...and thankful that Grandma knew who I was...and thankful for the hope of heaven where God will wipe all the tears away from our eyes. Oh, how I grieve. Aging stinks! Sure, they have the wisdom of experience and all that....but when their brains start imploding and they stop being themselves....it hurts. Oh, for heaven! Come quickly, Lord Jesus.
7. I can't think of anything else.
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So, last week I was frenetically preparing for a northward weekend journey, the museum's annual not-so-scary members-only Halloween event, and fighting bad allergies that have since mutated into a cold and sinusitis.
1. I am thankful for doctors who take action. At the doctor's office, I received several prescriptions--antibiotics, cortisone for the swelling, cough suppressant that's not codeine-based so I don't have to deal with the OTC cough-syrup side effect of stupidity--AND a cortisone shot right then and there. Woo. I haven't taken any pills and I feel better already. It's the cortisone. I can finally breathe through my nose well.
2. Today, during Story Time, I read to two 6-year-olds. We did some Early Childhood Games (can you guess if the pumpkin inside the smaller box will be bigger or smaller than the first pumpkin? it's called prediction of volume) and they enjoyed the games...a little...and I could see they were relieved to learn that the Early Childhood Games were designed for kids who are TWO YEARS OLD and that it's OK that they were BORED by them.
3. Those 6-year-olds from Story Time enjoyed a book that was a little scary, The Little Old Lady Who Was not Afraid of Anything. They liked knowing that the scariness is in the anticipation of the reader saying "BOO!" They were cute!
4. My husband is at a high school football game tonight. That means I am at home alone to rest and rest and to rest. I usually hate being alone but tonight I'm ok.
5. My bum hurts from the cortisone shot.
6. Our northward journey took us on a 12-hour drive (one way!) to visit my grandparents. I am thankful to have seen them...and thankful that Grandma knew who I was...and thankful for the hope of heaven where God will wipe all the tears away from our eyes. Oh, how I grieve. Aging stinks! Sure, they have the wisdom of experience and all that....but when their brains start imploding and they stop being themselves....it hurts. Oh, for heaven! Come quickly, Lord Jesus.
7. I can't think of anything else.
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02 October 2009
7 Quick Takes Volume 1
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1. It's getting to be field trip season again at the museum. I love the little-kid-playtime I get to have with these kids. They're so excited about exploring and learning and investigating. What a refreshing place to work. I love it.
2. Fall has hit here in Chattanooga. We had all that rain, then an hot, humid interlude, then some more rain--and now *bam* it's chilly and a little dry. Not humid. The trees haven't realllllly started changing yet but they will be soon (some of the smaller trees are changing already) and it's going to be be-u-ti-ful!
3. There's this amazing huge chestnut tree right outside my office window and it's really pretty. It was lovely in the rain, with the glossy wet leaves plunking under the raindrops and now it's pretty in the bright crisp fall sunlight. It'll be pretty when the leaves change, too.
4. My husband's cross country season ends today. HOO-RAY! He enjoys it and he's such a very good coach but enough is enough. He's tired. And I'm tired. And so we are going out on a date tonight...nothing special...just dinner. And I'm buying new shoes. And we'll probably loiter in the local big-box-bookstore. (They can afford it.)
5. I'm so glad I married a book person. One of my coworkers has a son who is a book person. She wants to know if I have a single sister who's like me for this guy to marry. I don't. Too bad for her.
6. A friend of mine told me the other day her daughter named her new stuffed wolf "Howell." Hah! I have a cactus named Pierce. I like ironic, wry names. If I ever have another pet I want to name it something odd like George or Steve or Angela. Not anything pet-like (Fluffy, Bowser, or Rex). That's too standard. I like non-standard.
7. I am crocheting a big project as a Christmas present and I've been plugging away these last few weeks. (Christmas is comin RIGHT UP and I need to get goin!!) Yesterday I did my reading from Proverbs while I crocheted and it was very soothing. I'm going to do it again today.
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1. It's getting to be field trip season again at the museum. I love the little-kid-playtime I get to have with these kids. They're so excited about exploring and learning and investigating. What a refreshing place to work. I love it.
2. Fall has hit here in Chattanooga. We had all that rain, then an hot, humid interlude, then some more rain--and now *bam* it's chilly and a little dry. Not humid. The trees haven't realllllly started changing yet but they will be soon (some of the smaller trees are changing already) and it's going to be be-u-ti-ful!
3. There's this amazing huge chestnut tree right outside my office window and it's really pretty. It was lovely in the rain, with the glossy wet leaves plunking under the raindrops and now it's pretty in the bright crisp fall sunlight. It'll be pretty when the leaves change, too.
4. My husband's cross country season ends today. HOO-RAY! He enjoys it and he's such a very good coach but enough is enough. He's tired. And I'm tired. And so we are going out on a date tonight...nothing special...just dinner. And I'm buying new shoes. And we'll probably loiter in the local big-box-bookstore. (They can afford it.)
5. I'm so glad I married a book person. One of my coworkers has a son who is a book person. She wants to know if I have a single sister who's like me for this guy to marry. I don't. Too bad for her.
6. A friend of mine told me the other day her daughter named her new stuffed wolf "Howell." Hah! I have a cactus named Pierce. I like ironic, wry names. If I ever have another pet I want to name it something odd like George or Steve or Angela. Not anything pet-like (Fluffy, Bowser, or Rex). That's too standard. I like non-standard.
7. I am crocheting a big project as a Christmas present and I've been plugging away these last few weeks. (Christmas is comin RIGHT UP and I need to get goin!!) Yesterday I did my reading from Proverbs while I crocheted and it was very soothing. I'm going to do it again today.
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