Randi turns eleven today. I called her first thing this morning to wish her Happy Birthday. When asked what it feels like to be eleven, she said, “hmmmm….not much different than ten.” So there you have it.
However, this afternoon when we all get off work, Randi, Julie, Kimberlee, Brandy, Cheyenne, Sierra, Nona and Pops will be having Birthday cake to celebrate this important day. Then on Saturday afternoon we will have an official party for Randi with her close friends. She is learning the art of stretching her birthday celebration out as far as she can.
Julie had wanted to wait until next weekend to have the party, but Randi insists that we must have it this Saturday. It is important enough to her that we are making it happen.
David went with me to United last night. We needed some groceries (I have been putting this trip off several days.) We decided to eat while we were there. While we were eating David looked around and said, “This floor looks like ours at home.” I said, “Excuse me look at this floor, it is covered with dried mud.” But, I took the hint and this morning I got up early to sweep and mop the floors in the living room, dining room and kitchen. While my very small pile of dirt paled in comparison to the floors at United, I must say I do feel good that the task is done one more time.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Comfort Food Tonight
It is comfort food at our house tonight; fried pork chops, rice and gravy and spinach from the can. It’s just one of those days that it feels right to have something comforting to eat.
David’s dad called this afternoon. He put mom back in the hospital yesterday. He said she is dehydrated and is having intestinal troubles. He sounded so sad. He said she is still losing weight. He is feeding her 1750 calories a day through her feeding tube and she has still lost 3 pounds. He said her legs aren’t any bigger around than his wrist. He got choked up telling me. It makes me sad. He loves her so much, he always has. She is his sweetheart. I know he is so worried.
I got home from work and had a Christmas card from my sister, Robin and a card from my cousin David and his family. I am so glad for friends, cousins and sisters who send Christmas cards to people that they may not get a card from, but they send them anyway. It was good to come home and find them in the mail. All the cards we get at Christmas time are special. They always bring good memories of the numerous friends and family we have. We are so blessed.
I love cousins who call unexpectedly when they come through town or connect with me on face book. Cousins were a big deal growing up and I haven’t done a very good job of staying connected with any of them, so I am glad that they reach out to me. I am sad thinking of the cousins that I won’t see again here on earth.
And friends are pretty special too. My friend Darla sent an email after reading my blog. She is such a dear, encouraging friend. Darla, I too want my passion for God and Jesus to be of primary importance in my life. Thanks for striking that chord in my heart.
Ok, so I am feeling very nostalgic tonight. And I know you can’t tell by what I have written so far, but it is because of the sweet, good memories that I am feeling this way. And I do enjoy remembering people who have touched my life in any way. I am trying to resolve myself to do a better job of actually communicating to people who mean a lot to me. I would like to know them better and I would like for them to know me better. I will have to work on this to see how it will develop.
David’s dad called this afternoon. He put mom back in the hospital yesterday. He said she is dehydrated and is having intestinal troubles. He sounded so sad. He said she is still losing weight. He is feeding her 1750 calories a day through her feeding tube and she has still lost 3 pounds. He said her legs aren’t any bigger around than his wrist. He got choked up telling me. It makes me sad. He loves her so much, he always has. She is his sweetheart. I know he is so worried.
I got home from work and had a Christmas card from my sister, Robin and a card from my cousin David and his family. I am so glad for friends, cousins and sisters who send Christmas cards to people that they may not get a card from, but they send them anyway. It was good to come home and find them in the mail. All the cards we get at Christmas time are special. They always bring good memories of the numerous friends and family we have. We are so blessed.
I love cousins who call unexpectedly when they come through town or connect with me on face book. Cousins were a big deal growing up and I haven’t done a very good job of staying connected with any of them, so I am glad that they reach out to me. I am sad thinking of the cousins that I won’t see again here on earth.
And friends are pretty special too. My friend Darla sent an email after reading my blog. She is such a dear, encouraging friend. Darla, I too want my passion for God and Jesus to be of primary importance in my life. Thanks for striking that chord in my heart.
Ok, so I am feeling very nostalgic tonight. And I know you can’t tell by what I have written so far, but it is because of the sweet, good memories that I am feeling this way. And I do enjoy remembering people who have touched my life in any way. I am trying to resolve myself to do a better job of actually communicating to people who mean a lot to me. I would like to know them better and I would like for them to know me better. I will have to work on this to see how it will develop.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Sunday Thoughts
It's Sunday, the third day of the New Year. I love the weekend, especially Sunday morning. I love worship. I love gathering with everyone, seeing familiar faces, being hugged. I love the praise time. I love the songs we sing. I love the feeling of being in the presence of God with other people. This is the one experience that comes close to being a passion. I truly do have a heart for corporate worship.
Randi spent the night last night. She is such a delight. We enjoy each other’s company. She helped me prepare dinner. We did some stuff on the computer and then we watched a movie. This morning before worship I introduced Randi to a friend of mine. Charlotte asked me if Randi lives in Lubbock. I told her that yes, she does and also that Randi had lived with us for four years. Charlotte said, “Oh, then she is comfortable with you.” And that’s the truth. We are comfortable with each other.
When we got home, Julie was here. She stayed a little while, so that was a nice visit. Now Randi and Julie are gone home. The house is quiet. Well, David is watching the Cowboys, so the game noise is in the back ground. But, my little chatter-box is not here. She carries on quite the conversation and when she is gone I can feel the drop in the level of the sound waves. I love this very special young lady (who by the way will be 11 in 3 days).
Randi spent the night last night. She is such a delight. We enjoy each other’s company. She helped me prepare dinner. We did some stuff on the computer and then we watched a movie. This morning before worship I introduced Randi to a friend of mine. Charlotte asked me if Randi lives in Lubbock. I told her that yes, she does and also that Randi had lived with us for four years. Charlotte said, “Oh, then she is comfortable with you.” And that’s the truth. We are comfortable with each other.
When we got home, Julie was here. She stayed a little while, so that was a nice visit. Now Randi and Julie are gone home. The house is quiet. Well, David is watching the Cowboys, so the game noise is in the back ground. But, my little chatter-box is not here. She carries on quite the conversation and when she is gone I can feel the drop in the level of the sound waves. I love this very special young lady (who by the way will be 11 in 3 days).
Friday, January 1, 2010
It’s a new year, 2010, and the time for new beginnings. I think about things like resolutions and beginnings a lot. The problem is that I just let the thoughts roll around in my head and never try to solidify them into any sort of process or commitment. I have a sense deep inside myself that if I don’t make a promise then I won’t have to keep it. In a way I guess that is taking life very nonchalantly, without purpose. I have had a good life overall, but I feel like I could do more if I had a drive, a passion, a purpose.
David and I brought in the New Year by watching the movie Julie and Julia. I must say that I wasn't expecting what I got from this movie. Something has been stirred and that is appealing to me. The movie was funny (I laughed out loud) and entertaining. Now I want to read the book.
What I saw in Julia Child appealed to me because I could see something of myself in her. I have gone through life looking for a passion. I have learned to do a lot of things in my life trying to find the thing that I would really love. Watching Julia struggle with what really interested her and taking the classes to learn something new was a little like looking into a mirror. The difference between Julia and me is that I have never committed myself to one thing to become accomplished at it. I have many interests and I can do a lot of things, but I am not accomplished at any one thing. I was inspired by her diligence once she realized her true interest was food, when she decided that she wanted to learn to cook French style. I loved her tenaciousness for the classes, trying to get it right and stubbornly practicing to be as good as the men in her class. Her efforts were not the half hearted efforts of a passing hobby, but the diligence of a true love.
Julie on the other hand is my new hero. I understand her struggle with beginning things and not following through to the end. (My blog which I started in April and have 2 posts to date will attest to this.) When she decided to begin her blog and cook through Julia's entire cookbook I felt the overwhelming "giantness" of that undertaking. I never commit to something so wholeheartedly because then I won't have to follow through. When she set the goal to complete her task in a year, I felt nervousness for her to be able to really follow through. Goal setting has never been a favorite of mine as again it means I will need to accomplish something.
So watching a random movie on New Year’s Eve, the end of 2009 and the beginning of 2010, I ask myself, could I really make any promises and follow through? There are things I finish, like reading through my chronological Bible in a year and some crochet and knitting projects. But, what would I really like to commit to in the New Year? Would I really be willing to set a goal about something big and follow through? I will have to pursue these thoughts. Maybe this blog will be a start of something intriguing.
David and I brought in the New Year by watching the movie Julie and Julia. I must say that I wasn't expecting what I got from this movie. Something has been stirred and that is appealing to me. The movie was funny (I laughed out loud) and entertaining. Now I want to read the book.
What I saw in Julia Child appealed to me because I could see something of myself in her. I have gone through life looking for a passion. I have learned to do a lot of things in my life trying to find the thing that I would really love. Watching Julia struggle with what really interested her and taking the classes to learn something new was a little like looking into a mirror. The difference between Julia and me is that I have never committed myself to one thing to become accomplished at it. I have many interests and I can do a lot of things, but I am not accomplished at any one thing. I was inspired by her diligence once she realized her true interest was food, when she decided that she wanted to learn to cook French style. I loved her tenaciousness for the classes, trying to get it right and stubbornly practicing to be as good as the men in her class. Her efforts were not the half hearted efforts of a passing hobby, but the diligence of a true love.
Julie on the other hand is my new hero. I understand her struggle with beginning things and not following through to the end. (My blog which I started in April and have 2 posts to date will attest to this.) When she decided to begin her blog and cook through Julia's entire cookbook I felt the overwhelming "giantness" of that undertaking. I never commit to something so wholeheartedly because then I won't have to follow through. When she set the goal to complete her task in a year, I felt nervousness for her to be able to really follow through. Goal setting has never been a favorite of mine as again it means I will need to accomplish something.
So watching a random movie on New Year’s Eve, the end of 2009 and the beginning of 2010, I ask myself, could I really make any promises and follow through? There are things I finish, like reading through my chronological Bible in a year and some crochet and knitting projects. But, what would I really like to commit to in the New Year? Would I really be willing to set a goal about something big and follow through? I will have to pursue these thoughts. Maybe this blog will be a start of something intriguing.
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