Have you ever noticed how much WHY? sounds like waaaaaa?
Or what the beginning sound of whining (whyning) is?
I had this revelation on my way to work whenI was doing the aforementioned whyning and asking why.
No more WHY!? and waaa and worry. I have to trust God.
My God is a BIG GOD!!
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
Road Closed
I have concluded that the English words, ROAD CLOSED, when used together on a huge sign in the middle of the road mysteriously changes meaning to a small percentage of my fellow hoosiers.
It some how configures in their brain in the following manner. ROAD CLOSED= speed up as fast as humanly possible, swerve around large sign, continue driving on closed road and try as hard as possible to hit the woman in the middle of the road wearing pink hat.
It some how configures in their brain in the following manner. ROAD CLOSED= speed up as fast as humanly possible, swerve around large sign, continue driving on closed road and try as hard as possible to hit the woman in the middle of the road wearing pink hat.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Attack of the Killer Bees
Most of you have heard my childhood story of getting wasps stuck in my hair and getting repeatedly stung in the back of my head. After that incident I have had a horrible phobia of anything flying around my head. Most of you also know that Randy is a bee keeper so I have had to deal with my phobia head-on the last few years. I really was doing much better. I could even walk out by the bee hives and not break out into a cold sweat. That was until yesterday.
I was out mowing, minding my own business and Wham! the side of my head felt like it was on fire. I started to panic and felt around in my hair. I felt something crawling on my head and the pain just kepy intensifying. I really panicked and was yelling and trying to get whatever it was out of my hair while putting the mower into high gear and racing to the house. By the time I got to the house I had gotten the mystery stinging creature out of my hair and was trying to keep my composure enough to get in the house and get the stinger out of my head. At each pulse of blood went through my head the pain just kept getting worse. I finally had to have Ethan remove the stinger, I just couldn't function because the pain was so bad. He was so sweet and after he made sure I was o.k. He said"Can I finish my game now?" Oh, well I will take what sympathy I can get!
By the time Randy got home I was still hurting and wanting sympathy, but as the evening wore on the pain really got much better. Randy defended his sweet, docile, little honey making machines and said with the pain I was in it had to be a bumble bee or some other flying stinging menace. His kind italian bees would not inflict that kind of pain.
This morning I woke up with a horrible pain at the base of my neck. Right at my hairline at the back of my neck is swollen and it hurts to move my head. I was just thinking of the chances of getting stung in my head twice. And then the opportunity for God to teach me arose. In the worst of circumstances are the best lessons. When we are hurting the most is when we can recieve the best, if we are willing.
I was lulled into a false sense of sucurity in thinking I had overcome my fear. When I overcome a fear or get victory over an area in my life where I sin I cannot let my guard down. I can't get cocky amd think I have overcome this sin with the blood of Jesus and now I cannot be defeated by this again. I was starting to overcome this huge fear in my life and then WHAM! My fear was back full force whenI least expected it. Now I have a choice to make, I can go right back into being scared or I can say this is life, things happen and I won't fall into that pit again. I won't let fear rule over me.
I was out mowing, minding my own business and Wham! the side of my head felt like it was on fire. I started to panic and felt around in my hair. I felt something crawling on my head and the pain just kepy intensifying. I really panicked and was yelling and trying to get whatever it was out of my hair while putting the mower into high gear and racing to the house. By the time I got to the house I had gotten the mystery stinging creature out of my hair and was trying to keep my composure enough to get in the house and get the stinger out of my head. At each pulse of blood went through my head the pain just kept getting worse. I finally had to have Ethan remove the stinger, I just couldn't function because the pain was so bad. He was so sweet and after he made sure I was o.k. He said"Can I finish my game now?" Oh, well I will take what sympathy I can get!
By the time Randy got home I was still hurting and wanting sympathy, but as the evening wore on the pain really got much better. Randy defended his sweet, docile, little honey making machines and said with the pain I was in it had to be a bumble bee or some other flying stinging menace. His kind italian bees would not inflict that kind of pain.
This morning I woke up with a horrible pain at the base of my neck. Right at my hairline at the back of my neck is swollen and it hurts to move my head. I was just thinking of the chances of getting stung in my head twice. And then the opportunity for God to teach me arose. In the worst of circumstances are the best lessons. When we are hurting the most is when we can recieve the best, if we are willing.
I was lulled into a false sense of sucurity in thinking I had overcome my fear. When I overcome a fear or get victory over an area in my life where I sin I cannot let my guard down. I can't get cocky amd think I have overcome this sin with the blood of Jesus and now I cannot be defeated by this again. I was starting to overcome this huge fear in my life and then WHAM! My fear was back full force whenI least expected it. Now I have a choice to make, I can go right back into being scared or I can say this is life, things happen and I won't fall into that pit again. I won't let fear rule over me.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Help Wanted
Job Title : Servant
No experience needed. Previous church title, job, or position not necessary.
On the job training provided.
Only Prerequisite: A humble heart and willingness to listen and obey God in all things.
The most effective people for the job are willing to be anonymous, work hard and expect recognition from no one.
Earthly wage: empty wallet, sore feet, heavy heart and fatigue.
Heavenly wage: Eternity with Jesus
Matthew 20:26-28 Not so with you. Instead, whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant, 27 and whoever wants to be first must be your slave--28 just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many."
Most of my heroes are servants. My family, friends and church are full of my heroes. There are qualities in servants that should make them everyone's heroes.
No experience needed. Previous church title, job, or position not necessary.
On the job training provided.
Only Prerequisite: A humble heart and willingness to listen and obey God in all things.
The most effective people for the job are willing to be anonymous, work hard and expect recognition from no one.
Earthly wage: empty wallet, sore feet, heavy heart and fatigue.
Heavenly wage: Eternity with Jesus
Matthew 20:26-28 Not so with you. Instead, whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant, 27 and whoever wants to be first must be your slave--28 just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many."
Most of my heroes are servants. My family, friends and church are full of my heroes. There are qualities in servants that should make them everyone's heroes.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Happy Birthday Ethan!
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Ethan will be 8 on Saturday.
Isn't he the orneriest, cutest kid ever?
Ethan is a tough nut to crack. He is a lot like me, so in some ways I feel horrible for the things I have passed on to him. He is painfully shy. It takes him forever to warm up to someone, but watch out when he does. He is such a clown sometimes I think he is 2 different kids. He loves to joke and tease and just have a good laugh. He has a temper and is so stubborn it drives me crazy. I tell him so many times to use his powers for good and not evil. Randy & I have said since Ethan was just a small baby that his stubbornness will be used for God. Once he gets it in his head he will do something, you had better watch out because nothing will stop him. He is also our little cuddle bug. Not so much now that he is a little older, but he will still give me lots of hugs and kisses throughout the day. He is afraid to try new things , but can excel at most if he would just give it a shot. He loves soccer and refuses to play any other sport. ( we think he is pretty awesome at it,too) As long as no one is watching he will praise God and dance with a passion, but as soon as someone notices him he will stop and almost cry out of embarrassment.
He is such a blessing to our family and we don't know what we would do without our litttle "Sugar Bear' ( I'm not supposed to call him that anymore, but I'm the Mom, I've earned the right!) oh and he has the best fashion sense. For a kid that doesn't want to be noticed he sure knows how to attract attention with his striped shirts, camo shorts and boots!
Monday, August 21, 2006
Hillbilly?
This should, without a doubt, confirm that Randy & I are 100%, all-American, hillbillies!
The picture speaks for itself, but if you are unsure, yes that is a walnut tree growing through the back bumper of our truck.
We laughed so hard when we saw this. Sometimes it is difficult making a go of it out here on our little piece of heaven, but for the most part we have so much fun!
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Poor Zoe
Zoe got into a skunk Sunday night. If you were at church I am sure you smelled the pleasing aroma wafting over from our woods. She already had an appt. Monday morning to be groomed, but she still reeked so bad all her hair was removed. Poor baby doesn't know what to do. She won't lay on the floor anymore. She has to be on a rug or her blankie. It is probably too cold. She has this depressed look all the time. Maybe we have a vain dog and she will be depressed until her gorgeous locks grow back in.
Just for Laughs
In the Indy Star today there was an article titled" 'Pretty' couple likelier to have girl."
In a nutshell some brainiac has done a study on the physical attractiveness of a couple and the more attractive they are, the more likely they are to have a girl. It is evolution that the more attractive the woman is she will pass all her "beauty" genes on to a girl so she can snag a good man. Parents with traits more beneficial to the boys like large size, strenght and aggression are more likely to have boys.
Now while I was reading this I was thinking of celebrities (they had a picture of one couple with the article.) When I got done I realized wait a minute I have 2 boys. What are they saying? Are they saying I am ugly? Some people have way too much time on their hands. So are people who have some boys and some girls just kind of ugly?
Have a good laugh about this one ~
In a nutshell some brainiac has done a study on the physical attractiveness of a couple and the more attractive they are, the more likely they are to have a girl. It is evolution that the more attractive the woman is she will pass all her "beauty" genes on to a girl so she can snag a good man. Parents with traits more beneficial to the boys like large size, strenght and aggression are more likely to have boys.
Now while I was reading this I was thinking of celebrities (they had a picture of one couple with the article.) When I got done I realized wait a minute I have 2 boys. What are they saying? Are they saying I am ugly? Some people have way too much time on their hands. So are people who have some boys and some girls just kind of ugly?
Have a good laugh about this one ~
Friday, August 11, 2006
The boots are in the closet
My working boots are officially in the closet as of today. They might only be there for a short while. We will have to see how things go. I've got lots of things to tell and wonderful insights to share. Right now I am glad to return to full-time stay-at-home Mom. Construction work is HARD, HARD work ! My bedtime has been 8:30 every night and I know my family would like to see more of me when I am not half asleep at the dinner table. I am proud of my guys, they all pitched in and helped make things work around the house. Not to say I don't have A LOT of cleaning to do today. I'm off to scrub the dirt out of my house!
Monday, July 31, 2006
The Little Red Wagon
It was the summer of 1980. I was about 5 and my brother was 7 years old. One beautiful Saturday morning, our Mom had the audacity to ask us to clean our rooms. Oh, the horrors! Miss all our cartoons to clean up our mess. We lived for Saturday morning and Bugs & Daffy, Woody Woodpecker, the Jetsons. It was like the best part of our week, sitting in our pj's with milk from our cereal dripping from our chins while our eyes were glued to the tv for a few hours. We were done with tv when This Old House or the news came on. Life would then resume as normal and we would play or do whatever mischievious thing would come to mind. This particular Saturday morning our Mom put a kink in our plans. Clean our rooms! What nerve! We refused and she said do it anyway! After much deliberating and pouting about the unfairness of the world we hatched a fool-proof plan. We would run away. That way not only would we not have to clean our room we could have an adventure. If we got stopped halfway to nowhere, our parents would be so glad to have us safe at home that we would probably never have to clean our rooms again, maybe never do chores for the rest of our lives. We would live like Kings!
So we put our plan into action, we dug around in our mess of toys to find our favorites that would go on the journey with us. To an adult it might have resembled cleaning our rooms, but oh no we were packing for our trip. In the time it took us to pack, we probably could have cleaned our rooms and been zombies watching our cartoons, but we had a point to make. We had rights!
We drug our packs through the kitchen and told our Mom farewell. We went outside and got our trusty red wagon.We packed all our worldly possessions or at least the ones we could carry and set of to find a new home and a land of adventure. We pulled and tugged our wagon to the driveway. The excitement was bubbling up in our hearts. What would we see? Who would we meet? What would we eat for lunch? These questions rolled around in our heads. Our little wagon was getting a little heavy and we started to argue with each other about how much of each others treasures should have been left at home. All of our arguements stopped when we came to an abrupt halt. Something had come between us and our journey to see the wonders of the world. We came to the end of our driveway. The road came between us and the wilderness of the world. We sat and pondered our dilemma. We weren't allowed to cross the road. HHMMMM, why didn't we think of that? Who knows how long we sat there until one of us decided we must return to our house and face the music with dignity. We marched back to the house and our Mom just smiled and pointed to our rooms. Now we not only had to clean our rooms, but we had to lug all our"treasures" from the wagon to our rooms. That really stunk and by the time we quit feeling sorry for ourselves and actually cleaned our room it was almost bedtime. What! The whole day wasted, for what? A clean room! Who could of told us it was wasted by attitude and not by the chore.
I was reminded by God of this childhood memory while looking at my own boys disaster area they call a bedroom. God gave me this little thought to ponder on.
How many times does He ask me to do a simple task and I say"no" and have a pity party. I complain about the inequality of life and how unfair things are. I pack my little red wagon and set off to face the world on my own. "Oh He will be sorry for asking more of me than I can handle" Then I get to the road and realize, I can't cross it and if I could where on Earth would I go? He is everywhere. So I deflate my prideful ego and hang my head as I return home and now have all the extra work of unpacking my little red wagon added to my original request from God. Seems pretty silly when I think of it like that!
So we put our plan into action, we dug around in our mess of toys to find our favorites that would go on the journey with us. To an adult it might have resembled cleaning our rooms, but oh no we were packing for our trip. In the time it took us to pack, we probably could have cleaned our rooms and been zombies watching our cartoons, but we had a point to make. We had rights!
We drug our packs through the kitchen and told our Mom farewell. We went outside and got our trusty red wagon.We packed all our worldly possessions or at least the ones we could carry and set of to find a new home and a land of adventure. We pulled and tugged our wagon to the driveway. The excitement was bubbling up in our hearts. What would we see? Who would we meet? What would we eat for lunch? These questions rolled around in our heads. Our little wagon was getting a little heavy and we started to argue with each other about how much of each others treasures should have been left at home. All of our arguements stopped when we came to an abrupt halt. Something had come between us and our journey to see the wonders of the world. We came to the end of our driveway. The road came between us and the wilderness of the world. We sat and pondered our dilemma. We weren't allowed to cross the road. HHMMMM, why didn't we think of that? Who knows how long we sat there until one of us decided we must return to our house and face the music with dignity. We marched back to the house and our Mom just smiled and pointed to our rooms. Now we not only had to clean our rooms, but we had to lug all our"treasures" from the wagon to our rooms. That really stunk and by the time we quit feeling sorry for ourselves and actually cleaned our room it was almost bedtime. What! The whole day wasted, for what? A clean room! Who could of told us it was wasted by attitude and not by the chore.
I was reminded by God of this childhood memory while looking at my own boys disaster area they call a bedroom. God gave me this little thought to ponder on.
How many times does He ask me to do a simple task and I say"no" and have a pity party. I complain about the inequality of life and how unfair things are. I pack my little red wagon and set off to face the world on my own. "Oh He will be sorry for asking more of me than I can handle" Then I get to the road and realize, I can't cross it and if I could where on Earth would I go? He is everywhere. So I deflate my prideful ego and hang my head as I return home and now have all the extra work of unpacking my little red wagon added to my original request from God. Seems pretty silly when I think of it like that!
Friday, July 28, 2006
a Different Perspective
Randy & I recently stumbled upon a song we both really enjoyed. The words were beautiful and powerful. I found the cd and bought it. The entire cd was good, although it was a bit dark & melancholy. After listening to the entire cd and enjoying it, I read the list of people the artist wanted to thank for helping make the music possible. There I found out his wife had committed suicide years before and this was his way of expressing his grief, anger, anguish and probably a million other emotions. That piece of info put it all in a different perspective. The words had a more painful meaning. I can't listen to it now with the same nonchalant attitude. In fact I really don't want to listen to it all because I can't think beyond the pain that caused it to be written.
John Travolta: Grease, Welcome Back Kotter and many other great movies. I used to love watching him and I thought he was pretty cute, too. (that always helps;)
After watching Pulp Fiction though I don't even want to watch any movie with him in it. I just couldn't get past the themes and violence that it contained. But now I have a thought and strong emotion directly tied to John Travolta and it has ruined enjoying any of his work. It is all a matter of a different perspective.
Would I rather be ignorant of Pulp Fiction so I can just enjoy all the other movies?
Would I rather not know the story behind the song so I could just enjoy a good song?
Take this train of thought as far as you want........
I might ponder it some more.
John Travolta: Grease, Welcome Back Kotter and many other great movies. I used to love watching him and I thought he was pretty cute, too. (that always helps;)
After watching Pulp Fiction though I don't even want to watch any movie with him in it. I just couldn't get past the themes and violence that it contained. But now I have a thought and strong emotion directly tied to John Travolta and it has ruined enjoying any of his work. It is all a matter of a different perspective.
Would I rather be ignorant of Pulp Fiction so I can just enjoy all the other movies?
Would I rather not know the story behind the song so I could just enjoy a good song?
Take this train of thought as far as you want........
I might ponder it some more.
Friday, June 02, 2006
Blogging Break
I have been contemplating taking a break for awhile. For many reasons I need a break.
Blogging has been good for me to get know people better and realize there are people I do not know well and I want to invest some time to get to know them and their family better.
Blogging has been a way for me to express things and share important things going on in my life.
Blogging has been a way to share a laugh and enjoy everyone's crazy experiences in life.
Blogging helped me to realize I still loved writing and it was a great release for me. "The Black Heart" may end up as a book yet.
Blogging was a way for me to get positive feed back and kind of boost a low self-esteem.
For those reasons and more I am sure I will return to blogging at some point.
I have enjoyed reading blogs and being able to share in your lives and the things that are important to you.
I plan to continue that, but in person. I want to continue to develop real friendships and enjoy the ones that God has already given me.
Really i have nothing exciting to say and when I work in the summer it is all I can do to be wife & Mom and keep my sanity.
hopefully when I return I will have something worth saying......... maybe a week, maybe a month who knows, it is a crazy world out there.
( Crazy stuff happens on the construction site, i might have more to say than what I think)
Blogging has been good for me to get know people better and realize there are people I do not know well and I want to invest some time to get to know them and their family better.
Blogging has been a way for me to express things and share important things going on in my life.
Blogging has been a way to share a laugh and enjoy everyone's crazy experiences in life.
Blogging helped me to realize I still loved writing and it was a great release for me. "The Black Heart" may end up as a book yet.
Blogging was a way for me to get positive feed back and kind of boost a low self-esteem.
For those reasons and more I am sure I will return to blogging at some point.
I have enjoyed reading blogs and being able to share in your lives and the things that are important to you.
I plan to continue that, but in person. I want to continue to develop real friendships and enjoy the ones that God has already given me.
Really i have nothing exciting to say and when I work in the summer it is all I can do to be wife & Mom and keep my sanity.
hopefully when I return I will have something worth saying......... maybe a week, maybe a month who knows, it is a crazy world out there.
( Crazy stuff happens on the construction site, i might have more to say than what I think)
Thursday, June 01, 2006
A Whole Bunch of Nothing
* This for you Miriam, since you miss me so much:)
What has been going on in the Kemerly house the last few months:
Soccer is over ( officially on Sat.) Randy will miss it. He enjoys it so much. He is such a good Daddy! The boys will miss it too.
We met some wonderful people through soccer.
God has re-inforced our desire to foster/adopt by bringing the most amazing people into our lives. (That is a whole story in itself. ) I just don't know how it will all fall into place.
Randy & my brother and Matt (Thanks Matt, you don't know how much we all appreciated your help!) put a new roof on my parents house.
We have more big decisions to make in life. It just never seems to quit. There is always some sort of conflict. I keep asking God to tell me what I need to learn because I am tired of going around these mountains!
The boys and I are reading our way through the Chronicles of Narnia. They love it and it is sparking the most interesting conversations. I am amazed at the things they want to know about God and what they already grasp.
randy & I celebrated our 11th anniversary. I can say we are more in love now than when we first married. We truely are best friends and I can't imagine my life without him.
I am soon to go back to work for the summer. I am looking forward to it. Especially after I convinced my Dad & Brother I was NOT kidding about never flagging traffic again!
We are done with year 2 of homeschooling. We are going to try it again next year.too. It was a challenge to home school and foster at the same time, but one of the wonderful people we met through soccer also homeschools and fosters. They helped me to see that I wasn't a total failure at it. I was just human. I couldn't do it all.
So in a nutshell that's what we have been up to. Nothing profound just trying to find our way and be obedient to God. Not always an easy thing to do.
What has been going on in the Kemerly house the last few months:
Soccer is over ( officially on Sat.) Randy will miss it. He enjoys it so much. He is such a good Daddy! The boys will miss it too.
We met some wonderful people through soccer.
God has re-inforced our desire to foster/adopt by bringing the most amazing people into our lives. (That is a whole story in itself. ) I just don't know how it will all fall into place.
Randy & my brother and Matt (Thanks Matt, you don't know how much we all appreciated your help!) put a new roof on my parents house.
We have more big decisions to make in life. It just never seems to quit. There is always some sort of conflict. I keep asking God to tell me what I need to learn because I am tired of going around these mountains!
The boys and I are reading our way through the Chronicles of Narnia. They love it and it is sparking the most interesting conversations. I am amazed at the things they want to know about God and what they already grasp.
randy & I celebrated our 11th anniversary. I can say we are more in love now than when we first married. We truely are best friends and I can't imagine my life without him.
I am soon to go back to work for the summer. I am looking forward to it. Especially after I convinced my Dad & Brother I was NOT kidding about never flagging traffic again!
We are done with year 2 of homeschooling. We are going to try it again next year.too. It was a challenge to home school and foster at the same time, but one of the wonderful people we met through soccer also homeschools and fosters. They helped me to see that I wasn't a total failure at it. I was just human. I couldn't do it all.
So in a nutshell that's what we have been up to. Nothing profound just trying to find our way and be obedient to God. Not always an easy thing to do.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Rescue Mission
Last Friday the boys and I were at my parents house, helping my Dad. Elijah found a litter of kittens that had been abandoned. Two were already dead and so we were going to try and save the remaining two. We tried everything to prevent bottle feeding these kittens. Nothing worked so my Mom was going to have to go to Petsmart and get a bottle and formula. She did not want to mess with these kittens, but she didn't want to just let them die. Elijah started begging me to take them home with us." Please Mom, I'll do all the work" he said. (Yeay right I was not born yesterday) Since I knew my Mom was not feeling like messing with these kittens and Elijah really wanted to try nursing them back to health, we made a deal. we would get them on solid food and if we couldn't find a home then my parents would take them back.
*****A sidenote: I think we have a home for one, if anyone would like a kitten just ask we will GLADLY give it to you. (We might even put a bow on it. Mother's Day is coming up;)
We brought the kittens home and Mom brought over formula and a bottle and we are good to go. Randy said it would be good for the kids to see that it is hard work taking care of little ones. Maybe they would appreciate what they have more. Elijah does about 50% of the work and I do about 50% of the work. Better than what I thought would happen. Elijah is excited because it is his first rescue mission. He told me he didn't think it would be so hard. he said.' This is a lot more work than I thought." He also doesn't want to give them away. I told him to look at it like he is their foster parent and he will get them healthy and send them to a good home. he liked the idea of that and now he is o.k. with it. It is a good experience for him, but I can't wait until those kittens are gone!
*****A sidenote: I think we have a home for one, if anyone would like a kitten just ask we will GLADLY give it to you. (We might even put a bow on it. Mother's Day is coming up;)
We brought the kittens home and Mom brought over formula and a bottle and we are good to go. Randy said it would be good for the kids to see that it is hard work taking care of little ones. Maybe they would appreciate what they have more. Elijah does about 50% of the work and I do about 50% of the work. Better than what I thought would happen. Elijah is excited because it is his first rescue mission. He told me he didn't think it would be so hard. he said.' This is a lot more work than I thought." He also doesn't want to give them away. I told him to look at it like he is their foster parent and he will get them healthy and send them to a good home. he liked the idea of that and now he is o.k. with it. It is a good experience for him, but I can't wait until those kittens are gone!
Monday, April 17, 2006
More about me!
I asked Jesus into my heart for the first time when I was 13. It was at a Carmen concert. Even though I backslide after that it is one of the most important times in my life. I remember it like it was yesterday.
My favorite dog is a beagle.
I am a tightwad. I really don't enjoy spending money.
I really don't enjoy shopping. unless it is clearance. I will spend time in a clearance aisle,though! grocery shopping is probably the most fun for me.
Country music is my favorite, but not the recent country. I like the old country up to the early ninties.
I love to make lists. I joke that I make lists of my lists.
I still have a pair of purple argyle socks I got in the sixth grade for Christmas. I still wear them, too.
I don't like wearing jewerly or make-up very much.
I am a klutz. I broke my foot falling off a sidewalk. I didn't even fall down, I just snapped the bone in my foot. I also break a lot of things. That's why God gave me my own personal McGyver as my husband:)
My favorite job was a chiropractic assistant.
The best job I will ever have is being a Mom. I love every part of being a Mom.
I had a crush on Patrick Swayze as a kid, "Dirty Dancing " was my favorite movie.
My other crush was Stephen Scheffler, he was #55 on Purdue's basketball team, back in the day.
I played the trumpet in school.
My best friend growing up was German Baptist. Going to her church was an experience I will never forget.
I am terrified of bees, flies, bugs, anything that flies around my head. As a kid I got hornets or wasps(I don't know which) caught in my hair and they stung me repeatedly in the back of my head. My Dad had to squish them with his hands to kill them.
My favorite dog is a beagle.
I am a tightwad. I really don't enjoy spending money.
I really don't enjoy shopping. unless it is clearance. I will spend time in a clearance aisle,though! grocery shopping is probably the most fun for me.
Country music is my favorite, but not the recent country. I like the old country up to the early ninties.
I love to make lists. I joke that I make lists of my lists.
I still have a pair of purple argyle socks I got in the sixth grade for Christmas. I still wear them, too.
I don't like wearing jewerly or make-up very much.
I am a klutz. I broke my foot falling off a sidewalk. I didn't even fall down, I just snapped the bone in my foot. I also break a lot of things. That's why God gave me my own personal McGyver as my husband:)
My favorite job was a chiropractic assistant.
The best job I will ever have is being a Mom. I love every part of being a Mom.
I had a crush on Patrick Swayze as a kid, "Dirty Dancing " was my favorite movie.
My other crush was Stephen Scheffler, he was #55 on Purdue's basketball team, back in the day.
I played the trumpet in school.
My best friend growing up was German Baptist. Going to her church was an experience I will never forget.
I am terrified of bees, flies, bugs, anything that flies around my head. As a kid I got hornets or wasps(I don't know which) caught in my hair and they stung me repeatedly in the back of my head. My Dad had to squish them with his hands to kill them.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Fun Facts
Lisa,you have started a trend and I am joining the band wagon.
Here are a few tid bits about me.
1. My favorite comics are Baby Blues and Calvin & Hobbes.
2. I love the smell of clothes that are hung on the line. I also enjoy hanging them out on the line.
3. My least favorite part of housekeeping is dishes.
4. My first job was running the candy store located inside Sears at Castleton Square Mall. It was by the escalator and no longer exists.
5. Randy & I met in Lawn & Garden at Wal-mart ( we were both working there)
6. He proposed to me in front of our entire church.
7. I went to Purdue and then IUPUI for 1 1/2 years to be a social worker.
8. I love chapstick!!!!!
9. I don't do well with change. Doesn't matter what it is, even small stuff.
10. My favorite vacation spot is Skagway, Alaska. It is peaceful, quiet and so beautiful.
11.I am a homebody, I am very content to just be at home with my family.
12. I love board games and card games. My whole family growing up played cards every time we got together.
13. My first car was a 1978 Olds Cutlass Supreme. My Dad bought me a chevy S10 about a year later, He said it didn't have as much "get up and go" if you catch my drift;)
14. I LOVE chocolate. When it comes to chocolate I have no self control. I will eat it until I am sick.
15. I am a tidy pack rat. I keep everything, but it must be in a tote labeled and dated for quick reference. Both the boys have about 2 totes of stuff I have saved for them. I have every bill I have paid since Randy & I have been married.
16. Sleeping in hotels creep me out. I take my own pillow and blankets. You just never know how clean they are.
17. I love to camp as long as I can take a shower. This drives Randy absolutely NUTS! It limits our camping choices alot!
18. I like buying stationary and writing letters.
19. Reality TV is a guilty plesure of mine. Survivor, Super Nanny, Dog the Bounty Hunter, Airline, I love it!
20. I love to go barefoot- I really don't enjoy wearing shoes of any kind very much.
21.I love most foods with vinegar in them. Malted vinegar on fish, pickles, cucumbers and onions in vinegar, vinegar & salt chips. The best is pickled bologna. MMmmmm Good!
22. My LEAST favorite movie of all time is "Wizard of OZ". I was in high school before I could watch it all the way through. I would hide under my parents bed every year when my brother watched it. Those flying monkeys give me the creeps.
So there are a few tidbits, after reading them I thought " Boy I am kind of neurotic and yet very boring at the same time."
Here are a few tid bits about me.
1. My favorite comics are Baby Blues and Calvin & Hobbes.
2. I love the smell of clothes that are hung on the line. I also enjoy hanging them out on the line.
3. My least favorite part of housekeeping is dishes.
4. My first job was running the candy store located inside Sears at Castleton Square Mall. It was by the escalator and no longer exists.
5. Randy & I met in Lawn & Garden at Wal-mart ( we were both working there)
6. He proposed to me in front of our entire church.
7. I went to Purdue and then IUPUI for 1 1/2 years to be a social worker.
8. I love chapstick!!!!!
9. I don't do well with change. Doesn't matter what it is, even small stuff.
10. My favorite vacation spot is Skagway, Alaska. It is peaceful, quiet and so beautiful.
11.I am a homebody, I am very content to just be at home with my family.
12. I love board games and card games. My whole family growing up played cards every time we got together.
13. My first car was a 1978 Olds Cutlass Supreme. My Dad bought me a chevy S10 about a year later, He said it didn't have as much "get up and go" if you catch my drift;)
14. I LOVE chocolate. When it comes to chocolate I have no self control. I will eat it until I am sick.
15. I am a tidy pack rat. I keep everything, but it must be in a tote labeled and dated for quick reference. Both the boys have about 2 totes of stuff I have saved for them. I have every bill I have paid since Randy & I have been married.
16. Sleeping in hotels creep me out. I take my own pillow and blankets. You just never know how clean they are.
17. I love to camp as long as I can take a shower. This drives Randy absolutely NUTS! It limits our camping choices alot!
18. I like buying stationary and writing letters.
19. Reality TV is a guilty plesure of mine. Survivor, Super Nanny, Dog the Bounty Hunter, Airline, I love it!
20. I love to go barefoot- I really don't enjoy wearing shoes of any kind very much.
21.I love most foods with vinegar in them. Malted vinegar on fish, pickles, cucumbers and onions in vinegar, vinegar & salt chips. The best is pickled bologna. MMmmmm Good!
22. My LEAST favorite movie of all time is "Wizard of OZ". I was in high school before I could watch it all the way through. I would hide under my parents bed every year when my brother watched it. Those flying monkeys give me the creeps.
So there are a few tidbits, after reading them I thought " Boy I am kind of neurotic and yet very boring at the same time."
Friday, April 14, 2006
A Survivor Question
If you went on the show Survivor, what is the one thing you would take with you?
My Answer: Chapstick!!!!!!!!!
My Answer: Chapstick!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Our "Pet" Squirrel
We have a squirrel that has adopted us. He lives in the trees close to our house and we can watch him foraging for nuts and scampering up to his home safe in the treetops.
He was part of our menagerie of animals until a few weeks ago. Now he is on the most wanted list.
It was a rainy day a few weeks ago and the boys were doing their schoolwork. All of a sudden we heard a knock-knock sound on the side of the house. We all ran out and saw our little "pet". We thought "how cute he is banging his food against the side of the house to eat it."
We heard the same knock-knock a few days later in the same spot. Elijah was watching him out of the front door and spooked him. So little "pet" ran around to the side of the house. I heard him a few minutes later by a different window so I pulled the screen out and poked my head out of the window to see him in action. Oh, boy did I ever see him in action. He wasn't trying to crack his winter supply of nuts open to eat. He was eating the side of my house. There were little nibble marks all down the side of the house. He wasn't the cute squirrel anymore, he was dead meat. I told Randy about it and he got his gun out and the next time we heard him He fired a warning shot to scare him. After all he was sort of a pet. We didn't want to kill him, yet.
We thought the gun scared him off and our house was saved. No, this is one determined squirrel. He was back at it again bright and early this morning. I let Zoe out and she chased him down, Mr.Squirrel got a sudden burst of energy at the last second and avoided death by Zoe. So he is down to no more chances. Mr. Squirrel is dead the next time I catch him making the siding on my house his main course!
He was part of our menagerie of animals until a few weeks ago. Now he is on the most wanted list.
It was a rainy day a few weeks ago and the boys were doing their schoolwork. All of a sudden we heard a knock-knock sound on the side of the house. We all ran out and saw our little "pet". We thought "how cute he is banging his food against the side of the house to eat it."
We heard the same knock-knock a few days later in the same spot. Elijah was watching him out of the front door and spooked him. So little "pet" ran around to the side of the house. I heard him a few minutes later by a different window so I pulled the screen out and poked my head out of the window to see him in action. Oh, boy did I ever see him in action. He wasn't trying to crack his winter supply of nuts open to eat. He was eating the side of my house. There were little nibble marks all down the side of the house. He wasn't the cute squirrel anymore, he was dead meat. I told Randy about it and he got his gun out and the next time we heard him He fired a warning shot to scare him. After all he was sort of a pet. We didn't want to kill him, yet.
We thought the gun scared him off and our house was saved. No, this is one determined squirrel. He was back at it again bright and early this morning. I let Zoe out and she chased him down, Mr.Squirrel got a sudden burst of energy at the last second and avoided death by Zoe. So he is down to no more chances. Mr. Squirrel is dead the next time I catch him making the siding on my house his main course!
Friday, April 07, 2006
Happy Birthday Elijah Aaron!
Today my sweet baby is 10. He was born on Easter sunday 10 years ago, seems like yesterday. I am so proud of him and the young man he is growing up to be. He is such a compassionate, tender-hearted kid. (except when it comes to his brother, they seem to enjoy beating each other up daily.)
A little tid bit about Elijah on his birthday:
He has planned on rescuing endangered animals since he was about 4. He wants to be a vet and travel around the world,to heal sick and injured animals. He and Ethan want to build zoos for the animals and put a church in it so they can tell the people about God and animals at the same time. Every year they get older the plan gets more elaborate.
He is a great kid and I am so proud to be his Mom.
Happy Birthday Elijah!
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