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Wednesday, 30 January 2008
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Currently Listening
Hannah Montana
By Hannah Montana
see relatedReally the last one.....
Okay so since I haven't blogged in forever and we have a snow day, thought I'd jump on the survey bandwagon also......
Survey
1. Did you date someone from your school?
Yep and I'm still dating him 21 years later.....
2. Did you win anything in Senior's 'Who's Who'?
Teachers pet3. What kind of car did you drive?
Well let's see there were so many.....army green plymouth with a flag sand blasted on the window, grey dodge dart with a rag top, cream colored monza, I think I ended up with a blue mercury LN7
4. It's Friday night...where are you?
Cheering at the game and then off to the dance
5. Were you a party animal?
Until the 1st half of my junior year yes
6. Were you considered a flirt?
I don't think so, maybe until I started dating my hubby
7. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir?
band
8. Were you a nerd?'
Nope
9. Did you get suspended/expelled?
No
10. Can you sing the fight song?
Absolutely......
11. Who were your favorite teachers?
Mr. Pugno, Mr. Buckles (he drove a delorean, which all you girls KNOW you thought was really cool back in the day)
12. Where did you sit during lunch?
Didn't usually eat lunch....
13.What was your school's full name?
Wyoming Rogers High School
14. School mascot?
Golden Hawks
15. Were you on homecoming court?
No
16. If you could go back and do it again, would you?
Some parts I'd want a "do-over" but only if I still ended up with the love of my life... :)
17. What do you remember most about graduation?
We were the first class to graduate in the new football stadium?????
18. Where did you go senior skip day?
I didn't go but it was at the beach
20.Were you in any clubs?
too many to list
25. Who was your Senior prom date?
My husband Steve
26. Are you planning on going to your 10 year reunion?
Didn't go. Everyone I'm interested in seeing I still see
27. Who was your home room teacher?
We didn't have home room
28.Who will repost this?
Besides Erica and Adriane I think I'm probably really the last one.....
29. Do you still talk to people from high school?
A few. People who were my friends way before high school
THINK BACK TO 9TH GRADE...
- Who was your best friend?
Beth Rowland
- What sport did you play?
Cheerleading
- Did you buy your lunch?
Sometimes
- What was your favorite class?
English, science
-Did you go to the dances?
Absolutely
- Who was your Science teacher?
Mr. Smith
-Who was your English teacher?
Miss Johnson
- Who was your History teacher?
Mr. Paganelli
-Were you a Bully or the one getting Bullied?
Neither
- Who was your Math teacher
Mr. Talsma
-Did you think you were cool?
I guess I really didn't think about it at the time...I was kinda friends with everyone....
- Did you wear make up?
Yes
-Describe your outfits.?
Leggings, Stir-up pants, big sweaters, big hair, and yes I definitely rolled my pants
- Did you even have a cellphone?
Um, no
- What was the best about 9th grade?
Going to the high school
- Do you miss it?
Not really.
Saturday, 08 December 2007
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Currently Listening
WOW Christmas
By Various Artists
see relatedTrouble tree.....
We All Need A Tree
I hired a plumber to help me restore an old
farmhouse, and after he had just finished a rough
first day on the job: a flat tire made him lose
an hour of work, his electric drill quit and his
ancient one ton truck refused to start.While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence.
On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family.
As we walked toward the front door, he paused
briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches
with both hands.
When opening the door he underwent an amazing
transformation. His face was wreathed in smiles
and he hugged his two small children and gave his
wife a kiss.
Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed
the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I
asked him about what I had seen him do earlier.Oh, that's my trouble tree," he replied "I know I
can't help having troubles on the job, but one
thing's for sure, those troubles don't belong in
the house with my wife and the children... So I just
hang them up on the tree every night when I come
home and ask God to take care of them. Then in
the morning I pick them up again." "Funny thing is,"
he smiled," when I come out in the morning to
pick 'em up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember
hanging up the night before."
Friday, 30 November 2007
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Currently Listening
A Family Christmas
By John Tesh
see relatedMarriage.....
A little "funny" for all my favorite blogging friends....:O)
You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.
-- Alan, age 10
No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
-- Kristen, age 10
WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?
Twenty- three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.
-- Camille, age 10
HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?
You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
-- Derrick, age 8
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?
Both don't want any more kids.
-- Lori, age 8
WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?
Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough
-- Lynnette, age 8 (isn't she a treasure)
On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
-- Martin, age 10
WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?
I'd run home and pla y dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.
-- Craig, age 9
WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?
When they're rich.
-- Pam, age 7
The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.
- - Curt, age 7
The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
-- Howard, age 8
IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?
It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.
-- Anita, age 9 (bless you child)
HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?
There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?
-- Kelvin, age 8
And the #1 Favorite is.........
HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?
Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a dump truck.
-- Ricky, age 10
Tuesday, 30 October 2007
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Disturbing movie info.....
There will be a new Children's movie out in December called THE GOLDEN COMPASS. It is written by Phillip Pullman, a proud athiest who belongs to secular humanist societies. He hates
C. S. Lewis's Chronical's of Narnia and has written a trilogy to show the other side. The movie has been dumbed down to fool kids and their parents in the hope that they will buy his trilogy where in the end the children kill God and everyone can do as they please. Nicole Kidman stars in the movie so it will probably be advertised a lot. This is just a friendly warning that you sure won't hear on the regular TV.This seems to check out on Snopes.com....for more details follow the link below.....
http://snopes.com/politics/religion/compass.asp
Wednesday, 24 October 2007
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Currently Listening
A New Journey
By Celtic Woman
see relatedNeed a name....
Happy autumn afternoon to all my blogging friends!
We are looking for a new name for our church's midweek program for 3rd-5th graders......Currently we use the acronym K.I.C.K. (Kids in Christ Konnect). The name was established before I came on board but we have decided that it is time for a change....Any ideas? I'd greatly appreciate it!
Thanks!
Monday, 10 September 2007
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Currently Listening
Business Up Front Party In The Back (Diamond Edition)
By Family Force 5
see relatedI'm Invisible
Hello blogging friends!
I know it's been a while since I've posted, but rest assured I have been keeping up on all of your blogs. I received the following in an Email from a dear old friend and thought I'd share.....
For all my favorite "invisible" blogging friends............
I'm invisible.
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?" Obviously not. No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible.
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this?
Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Right around 5:30, please."
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again.
She's going . she's going . she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a banana clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this."
It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: "To Charlotte, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees."In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names.
These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.
A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it."
And the workman replied, "Because God sees."
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become."
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride.
I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, "You're gonna love it there."
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot see if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
Friday, 06 July 2007
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Currently Reading
Like Dandelion Dust
By Karen Kingsbury
see relatedOn the Mend
Thank you all for your prayers!
Sorry for the delay in posting an update. We left on June 23rd (the day Kaitlyn broke her hand) to go camping for two weeks. We were going to just postpone our trip but the K-dog would have nothing to do with that. She wanted to go camping!
The morning of her surgery was very nerve racking for us. We picked out a pretty outfit for her to wear and everything seemed to be going along splendidly, until we got to the hospital. The person doing the registration for surgery couldn't find any record of Kaitlyn at all. Ugh! Finally, after a very stressful 15 minutes it turned out that she was scheduled in the Lacks surgery center (a.k.a. surgery Taj Mahal) and everything was a breeze after that. Kaitlyn's surgery went very well. They were able to set the bones without the use of pins which saved us another surgery. She was very brave with only a few tears of fear being shed when she had to put on "the gown". Her nurse was awesome though. She fixed up Kaitlyn's special stuffed dog Meg with a mask, surgery hat, and arm band so she could go into surgery with Kaitlyn. The surgery itself only took about 3o minutes and she recovered pretty quickly after that.
She has to return to the hand surgeon today to make sure that everything is still where it is supposed to be. I'll try and post a pic of her cute little (but filthy after 2 weeks of camping) cast soon.
Thank you again for all of your prayers, they definitely helped......
Monday, 25 June 2007
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Prayers needed please!
This is a late post and I know most of you probably won't read it until after the fact but I am going to ask for them anyway.
Please pray for one of my babies (Kaitlyn). She is having surgery tomorrow morning at 8:00am to repair her broken hand.
She was riding bikes with her daddy on Saturday and fell. We aren't exactly sure how she broke the bone that she did but it will need to be put back into place and it looks very likely that they will have to place pins in to hold the bone in place while healing.
Please pray for wisdom for the doctors, steadiness of hand, and for the fear to be relieved from my little one's heart. She is very afraid of what is going to happen to her. Also, we would appreciate your prayers for Mommy and Daddy. I know that she is in His hands but she's my baby and it kills me to see her in pain. We prayed together tonight before she went to sleep so hopefully that will help to ease her heart. She knows God will take care of her.
I assured her that many will be praying for her and I'm sure she'll feel it............
Sunday, 03 June 2007
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Currently Listening
Strong Tower
By Kutless
see relatedWho needs a building?
Friends, please forgive me for the length of this post. I know it is long but I tried not to leave anything out.......
How many of you have heard the saying "the church is the people, not the building"?
Well, although I've always believed this saying, I've had some trouble lately with the concept. It seems that our fledging church could do so much more with a building. I know that many in our congregation share my feelings on this issue also. We want to grow so badly for Him and it is our sincere desire to reach out to the lost and introduce them to Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. However, many of us have been saying (including myself) just think of what we could do if we had our own building? If only we had a building we could........ If only we had a building we'd be able too.......When we have a building we can.......The list goes on and on.
Well, this morning the big man upstairs had a neon sign and/or 2X4 for us this morning regarding our thinking. So you want to hear the story right? Here goes:
Our church is a very small church plant that meets in a local middle school cafeteria (because as I said above we don't have our own building yet.) My husband is on the setup team (we have to have a setup team for chairs, music, sound, bibles, overhead, etc. because we don't have our building.) As it turns out, he is out of town this weekend and didn't realize it was his weekend. So steps in the dutiful wife. I awakened my 3 beautiful little cherubs and summoned them out of bed at 7:15am this morning so we could be at church by 8:00am a full 2-hours prior to the service starting to unload the truck and setup (because we don't have our own building.)
We pulled into the parking lot at 8:08 am(which I thought was pretty good) armed with pop-tarts and water for my kiddies (I know, I know not my normal choice for a healthy breakfast but give me a break I had only 30 minutes to get them ready!) Amazingly, we were actually the first to arrive. A few minutes later one of the other members of our setup crew arrived. We said good morning and I waited with my kiddo's in the car for him to go and unlock the door. Hmmmm......he seems to be having some trouble. Doors are not unlocking.......he tries again.....doors still not unlocking. Hmmph....... So we await the arrival of the other team members and the truck with all of our church's wordly possessions. A couple of minutes later the other members and the truck arrive. Three men one electronic key still no open doors......again Hmmmm......Fearless setup crew leader arrives, phone calls made, fearless setup crew leader leaves....three men walk around the school still unable to gain access. Do you see where this is going yet?
Three men return, fearless setup crew leader returns......other buildings have power...our building has power to box but transformer not transforming (does that make sense?) which means no power and no power means nonworking electric locks. Translation: You are not getting in this building this morning!!!!! HUGE thunderstorms rolled through on Saturday......definitely an act of God right? We cannot get through to any of our emergency numbers and member of setup crew who also happens to be an electrician says 4-5 hours of work to fix........Okay God so what do you want us to do? Okay we heard you loud and clear we'll have church outside under the overhang of the entrance to the school......members of setup team leave to retrieve generator for our praise team.......another member leaves to get hot coffee.......others get to retrieving chairs, blankets and umbrellas.
GOD IS AWESOME!!!!!! I love my church and I am moved by at least part of the service each week but TODAY by far was the BEST!!!!!!!
Who needs a building? Not me....Not our church........Each and every one of us (including babies and children because we had no nursery and no children's church) squeezed together under the overhang, pulled up cars with hatches, and/or stood under umbrellas in the rain and worshiped Our Lord Jesus Christ like we were in the biggest church ever built.....There was never a grumpy moment, never even a thought about canceling our service. We sang Garments of Praise, Awesome is the Lord Most High, Everlasting God, and one of my favorites Arms of Love. Many of us were weeping by the time this last one was sung........
I do not doubt that our church will have a building in time, but He so wonderfully reminded each of us this morning that we, His children are his church.....we don't need a building!!!!!!
Thank you Jesus for your wonderful message this morning........we are in your Arms of Love always whether or not we are in a church........
Arms Of Love
I sing a simple song of love
To my Savior, to my Jesus.
I'm grateful for the things You've done,
My loving Savior, my precious Jesus.
My heart is glad that You've called me Your own.
There's no place I'd rather be than
In Your arms of love,
In Your arms of love.
Holding me still, holding me near,
In Your arms of love.
Tuesday, 29 May 2007
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Just being....a family
We just returned from the long Memorial Day weekend and a camping trip. I LOVE camping! I really think that some of the best family memories we have are just being together with nothing to do. Don't get me wrong, we don't just sit around when we camp but we have no schedule. Nothing that HAS to be done by this afternoon, tonight, or tomorrow. The kids love getting dirty and I love being able to not care about it.....they love going on nature hikes, bike rides, smores, and just being.
I can honestly say that my kids fight less, get on each other's nerves less and generally seem to "like" each other a lot more when we are camping........They actually don't ever want to pack up when it's time to come home.
As I write this I remember as a kid I spent virtually every weekend on an adventure with my parents and 4 sisters crammed into a van going to wherever the roads took us that day. We didn't usually have a destination and my dad would just say, "Which way should we turn here?" (I suppose that is why I never really feel lost even when I have no clue where I am). Anyway my point is that those are some of my most cherished family memories and I know my sisters agree. So why should I be surprised that my kids cherish these times also?
I have decided that I am renaming summer around our house to "just being" and I hope to carry this throughout the year. I am taking charge of my memory making!
So with that being said, my challenge to myself is to try and create some of these moments more often throughout the year and not just while we're camping. My challenge to you is to go out and create your own "just being" time and create some awesome family memories of your own.
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