I always feel like 1 Thessalonians is like lingering over a great cup of coffee and fresh hot bread with butter and jam and then glancing at the clock: and it’s like a race to get out the door to catch a plane. You know what I mean; the times you linger in pleasant conversation and then suddenly it hits you: you’ve got to leave –right now! 1 Thess starts like a soothing chat and ends like… well, sort of like that moment when you’re standing in the doorway of a train and hear the PA system: please step away…
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Tidbits I’ve gathered today from previous posts: I’m partial to Susan Branch stuff—Cookbooks, Keepsake books, Calendars… stuff! I just received an email update about her site… I think you’ll like it! Her work reminds me of Karla Dornacher whose work I so admire and like seeing around our home—probably much more because it’s inspirational! Site-seeing: Another great site with GREAT stuff! Though I love-love-love the Silpat sheets that my daughter-in-law gave me, I cannot justify buying more of them at this time (they’re pricey—but worth it, to me!). I just visited a site which offers a baking sheet and I…
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I’m looking around and thinking about how to change or beautify the decorating scheme of our home. I’m thinking about space. Mom’s of many do this a lot, I think. Interspersed in thoughts of “simplifying” and decluttering, I think we look around every day and say something like, “I’m sure there’s more space in this house― somewhere!” And then I think, hmmmmm, how can I get a bit more creative with windows, bookshelves and bunkbeds –bcz that’s pretty much the list of more prominent items or space grabbers in our home. I initially think perhaps we ought to downsize –the…
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In the ongoing saga of attempting to set up an online “store,” we continue to find out that there’s just “one more thing” to take care of before we can do the next thing and “just one more thing” till that can happen and so on. So, yesterday, we were sitting at the bank opening another account to handle merchant stuff and business transactions. This was our second trip because we learned during the first visit that we needed to have the business name registered… that we could not use the business license we’ve had for many years to open…
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During a newscast this morning, I’m standing talking to my radio (I know, I know… second mistake) and I’m saying: new-klee-er, new-klee-er, new-klee-er! I hear new-cue-lur. Again I say: new-klee-er! It’s: new-klee-er, new-klee-er! I listen on… blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, newcuelur blah, blah, blah, blah, nucuelur… blah, blah, blah, blah newcuelur blah, blah… Ack! No… not new-CUE-lur It’s new-klee-er, new-klee-er, new-klee-er! C’mon! You’re the President. Home-schooled children are listening and I’m attempting proper pronunciation and clear speech in our home! NuCLEAR.
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It’s all stuff I think about. Pretty often. Whatsoever things are true… Truing past events and warding off Truthiness. The longer I live the more I see that people would rather be -truthy- than just about anything else. For, really, if we are truthful, people might not like us or at least might not like what we say, do or think. But, if on the other hand, we are truthy, we think they’ll likely “buy” our stuff. You know… stuff like “fine, thank you, and how are you?” If it’s true, fine. Thank you. If it’s not true…well, then, it’s…
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I loved seeing a comment from Kathryn… I miss you guys…I’m tryin’ to act smart for your sake! Love you.” (See the post about Homeschooling below) How I miss our precious girl! We always have mixed emotions when she’s gone… wanting her to stay and wanting her to enjoy special experiences. We’re torn over wanting to keep her home and letting her go, too. So, she’s out of town visiting a friend in Oregon who leaves in a couple of days to return to the mission field in Yemen. Many months and a whole world away, Kathryn will be…
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I’m smiling at how things change in life… and how, in a mind-boggling way, they really don’t change all that much at all. As I reached for a pot for making farina this morning, I smiled as I recalled how I delighted in putting the whole set of my new pots and pans in the draw beneath the stove. That was a long time ago. I delighted in that matching set, all neatly nestled in that drawer. But I didn’t get a pot from that drawer this morning. None of our pots fit in that drawer anymore. I got…
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The above cartoon is funny to me. Funny things always seem to contain a curious blend of truth, a stretch of that truth and a bit of fiction. Funny thing is, the fiction parallels the truth so closely that it’s hard to make a distinction sometimes. Well, so the above cartoon is funny to me. And if it weren’t so symbolic of different conversations had in our own van, I’d likely be smug and not laugh. But I am laughing bcz we have had those conversations… or similar ones. That’s another thing about “funny” things… you just can’t make that…