Saturday, January 31, 2009
Mom: I don't know. We'll see.
Lauren (who is in Pre-K): Yeah mom, can we go to Chuck E. Cheese's 'cause I got straight on my A's and my name......
So, do you think I should take 'em? How can I say no to that?
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
I've discovered a few things:
- I'm selfish. I love to do what I love to do. Most of you would say, "No big deal, Melissa." Well, it is if it consumes your life. I have heard it said, "Those who don't learn from history are condemned to repeat it." I have some things from my past that I need to learn from....especially about selfishness.
- Am I involved in Kingdom work or church work? There is a difference.
- Who do I treat better? Those who I barely know or those I live with?
- Am I willing to do something for someone else regardless of what's in it for me?
These are just a few of the things that have been on my mind as of late. I am a thinker. The wheels in my head never stop turning.
I want to make a difference in this world. I want to be someone God can use. I want to, but if the sacrifice is too great, will I be willing to make it? I pray I will......
Let me hear from you. What are your struggles? I'm not here to judge. Sometimes it's just nice to have a little validation from others.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
BTW, check out the new blog. Anyone who loves Lost is welcome to stop by:
Sussing Out Lost
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Okay, that being said, I'm also praying for our nation and the world. I found out this morning something kind of intriguing about the new President's armored vehicle. Read on.....
Excerpt from article by Paul Hudson:
Barack Obama will ride in an all-new Cadillac Presidential Limousine after his inauguration as the 44th President of the United States today.
He will use the vehicle, nicknamed "the Beast"(what the heck?), on the 1.7-mile journey from the Capitol along the parade route to the White House. It reportedly has armour eight inches thick, tear-gas cannons and Kevlar-reinforced tyres that resist attack. For security reasons, most of the details remain confidential.
Okay, maybe I'm just being a little bit nit picky, but really. I mean, are you serious? "The Beast"? What are the odds? Maybe I'm showing my butt here, but that's almost comical. I'll let you draw your own conclusions. Let me know what you think.
On a lighter note......have you gotten this little pic in your inbox?
And this one is just precious:
A first grade girl handed in the drawing above for a homework assignment.
After it was graded and the child brought it home, she returned to school the next day with the following note:
Dear Ms. Davis,
I want to be very clear on my child's illustration. It is NOT of me on a dance pole on a stage in a strip joint. I work at Home Depot and had commented to my daughter how much money we made in the recent snowstorm. This drawing is of me selling a shovel.
Uh huh. Nice try Mrs. Harrington. Not buyin' it.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Okay, not really, but the real thing would probably make you vomit. Our outside kitty left us the remains of one of our bantam chickens. A foot, a wing with some ribs and inside what was left of the bird.......a BB from our son's Red Rider....that he got for his birthday last April.....and shortly thereafter had taken away because he aimed it at his father.....not to shoot him, but just to get a target in sight.......It was actually kind of funny in retrospect.....but only because no one was hurt.
He has since gotten it back, but only because daddy made him memorize the gun safety rules. Rule #1~Never aim your gun at a person. (I guess chickens should have made it on that list.)
Well, Michael was already at school by the time I made the grizzly discovery.
He's got some 'splainin' to do.......Stay tuned....
Michael was confronted about the BB and he absolutely claims innocence. I do believe him since he was almost in tears for me thinking that he would shoot one of our chickens. Maybe the clucker ate one of the BB's from the yard......
*****Also, a prayer request for my SIL, Darcee. She delivered her second child at 16 weeks 2 days gestation. Justin Timothy was laid to rest on January 15th. His heart stopped beating in utero about 2 weeks ago. Please pray for Darcee and Tim as they cope with this great loss.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Fast forward to December of 2008. As I started my Christmas shopping, I, of course, was on the hunt for some more pink cowgirl boots. This girl has worn those things until they absolutely stink to high heavens. She has also outgrown them and still tries to wear them even though they are a little snug. I went back to Target to see if, maybe, just maybe they had a revised version of the boot. No. such. luck. Cowgirls don't do Ugg look-a-likes. No offense. They are cute boots, but they are not for aspiring horse-riders.
Wally World. They had some Hannah Montana boots, but they were black. The price was right, but I passed. They weren't pink. I thought, "I'm not gonna settle......she's worth it."
K-Mart had, again, black boots, but ya know, she's all about the pink.
Moving on.....to Tractor Supply. All things horse and cowgirl at Tractor Supply. They had the cutest pink boots. They were pink and brown actually. However....$49....not gonna do it. That was the clearance price. Sorry. Uuummmm....yeah...she's turning five. Her foot is going to outgrow this boot rather quickly. And um, well, we're poor. Have you seen how much country pastor's make? Well, let's just say, my deal at Target last year, was a dream come true.
Friday, January 9, 2009
*** I am missing the pics from her 3rd birthday. I love digital cameras, but I'm so unorganized with my photos. Don't you hate that?***
When she had to go back into the hospital for jaundice treatment I made up a song that I sang to her. I have made up a song for each of my children that I sing to them to calm them down. Hers is simple:
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
I have loved you since high school, but something has recently given me cause to be mad at you. I still love you, but I just don't like you right now.
Why did you insist that I get hair glitter for my daughters' stocking stuffers? You seduced me by putting it right in the entry way in a $1 bin. I feel I was taken advantage of. I feel so used and frankly, I believe I was duped. I mean, the Disney princess on the label was very deceptive. Instead of labeling this stuff as hair glitter why not just call it what it is........sparkly spackle. I'm just asking for some sort of warning. Here's an example...