Halloween

In honor of Halloween or shall I say "beggars in training" I am going to post the most humorous (albeit painful) memory I have from my childhood. Let me preface this with "it's ok to laugh" I can't hear you anyway.

In my youth we did not have a tremendous amount of extra money waiting to be spent on a frivolous costume. So in the name of thriftiness my mother made quite a few of our costumes. One year in the height of the "California raisins" craze my Mom decided to dress her 8 year old daughter as the famous raisin (that would be me). So picture this: A) A purple trash bag with strategically cut holes for my face, arms, and legs. B) Purple tights and a purple sweatshirt for my amazingly white legs and arms. C) A little bit of Purplish (not quite purple but not quite anything else because it was homemade) face paint. And D) A hefty amount of old newspapers to crumple and stuff the bag with so as to make me look like a raisin (oh yes it was quite a sight).

Now being a mere 8 years of age I was unaware how ridiculous I looked once she tied off the top and sent me out to collect the bounty. You have a picture of this in your head right?

Throughout the evening I noticed that adults sort of frowned and gave me more candy than the rest of the group...I was just happy to be raking in the candy! I was hotter than anything because a garbage bag with tights, sweatshirt and insulation (I mean Newspapers) RETAINS heat. As the evening wore down we made a final stop at one of my friend's house. This is were I was emotionally scared for life (did you hear dum dum dum like I did in my head?) Ok Picture this:

Innocent child waddles up to the door and rings the bell. "Nice" woman answers and frowns at the child. The typical, "Tell me what you are?" question arises and I answer in my sweet shy voice, "I'm a California Raisin". As she is heaping candy into my bag she reveals the awful truth that everyone has known all night but not said to me...YET. "Oh sweetie! No your not. Your Mama dressed you as 'white trash'!"

I burst into tears. I had stopped crying by the time I reached home and the purple tear streaked face was not even mentioned once they took the costume off. I was drenched with sweat from head to toe. "Off to the shower you go and straight into bed."

I awoke the next morning, remembered all the candy and I never mentioned it again. I am telling this story as a precautionary tale to be careful how you dress the little ones and hopefully give you a good laugh in the process.

Run in with Big Red

So as I was leaving Church today I ran into Big Red in the parking lot. He waved and I stopped to ask him a quick question. Long story short (yeah right you say)as I was leaving I said I needed to get home because I had lunch waiting for me. I looked up to see a tear in his eye. I think it hit him hard that I was calling some place else home. In thinking back I don't believe I had said that in front of him before. I have been living here for over 3 months now...it makes sense that this is home. That other house doesn't hold anything for me but empty promises and broken dreams...goodness I'm starting to sound like a Hallmark card or maybe a beer commercial.

He has yet to check on the cell phone bill that he thinks is wrong because it has (20+ years)friend on it. I know because his name doesn't appear on the account so no one can give him access to the account unless I OK it. I took the password off but it never has been in his name. If he really felt like the bill was wrong and the calls on it were an error he would not have waited over 2 weeks to check into it. It's not like he's working right now...

The Harvest Party

So last night was the annual Harvest Party at Church. Now normally I would have dressed like a clown (and I say that is "normal"?) to do the face painting and balloons which I do every year. This year with all the junk in my life I decided to have a little fun with the party. Keep in mind that I do not have any children of my own. I had a headband with Minnie Mouse ears and a bow on top. With a black shirt presto an easy costume. I would have rather gone as Mickey Mouse BUT given that I'm a little chesty...I thought I would save all the therapy I would have been required to go through and opt for Minnie instead. I was pleased to see quite a few of my Daycare kids.

I was pleased and saddened at the same time that Big Red wasn't there. I know this is one of his favorite events and I hope I'm not the reason he stayed away. If it is, he has a long road ahead because I have no intention of slinking back out of public view at the church just because our marriage is on the rocks. I was happy though that I did not need to deal with him last night and just relax and have some fun!

We have (I believe) our final class at church this Weds. He has spoken with his accountability person ONCE in the past 2 1/2 weeks! He didn't like what he heard from A.P. I do know that Big Red asked me for the money to be able to attend a retreat I was planning on attending myself. We will see if he signs up or not as today is the deadline.

Maybe I will post more later...

Yet another...this is fun!

He he he this is no shock because I love him so much...



Mickey Mouse


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Captivating

I just ran across another blog at captivatingbookstudy.blogspot.com (wish I knew how to do links). I have heard many good things about this book and now I'm determined to get it, read it and learn it. I do want to be a princess, I know I am a princess in God's eyes but I wish Big Red felt the same way about me. Don't get me wrong I'm trying to save this marriage and I'm listening to God in this matter but it would be SOOOO NICE if my husband would treat me like the center of his world instead of finding myself researching the path(s) of his possible new instances of Adultery or watching him blame me for everything that has gone wrong in the marriage while he takes no responsibility. I just keep going back to the Integrity posting from Monday...

For those of you wondering what happened in the "Class" on Wednesday...Big Red decided he didn't want to meet with the other couple for the class because the man of the 2 would be out of town on business. I think he is just dragging his feet again because he doesn't want to face what he said about forgiveness or deal with it being the last class AKA "decision night".

The thing I struggle with is that I made a vow before God when I married this man. Whether Big Red chooses to follow through on those vows and promises is his responsibility. Will God be angry if I break this vow because of Big Red's unfaithfulness? Will He be disappointed that I gave up? I want to line up with God on this no matter what and I know I've tried and I know that God released me at one point but the VOW thing is stuck in my mind right now...

Jim Bob's trailer park

Ok it has been too heavy lately so I decided to lighten the mood and make fun of a few people...so maybe I might at least get an angry comment or something!

You know you're from Jim Bob's trailer park if:

...you have a complete set of salad bowls, and they all say Cool Whip
...the biggest city you've ever been in is Wal-Mart
...your working TV sits on top of your nonworking TV
...if you thought the Unabomber was a pro wrestler
...if you've ever used an ironing board as a buffet table
...if you think a quarter horse is that ride in front of the Kmart
...if your neighbors think you're a detective because the cops always bring you home
...if a tornado hits your neighborhood and does $100,000 worth of improvement
...if you've ever used a toilet brush as a back scratcher
...if you missed 5th grade graduation because you had jury
duty
...if you think fast food is hitting a deer at 65 mph
...if somebody tells you that you have something in your teeth, and you take them out to see what it is.

The calm before the storm

I don't have a lot to say today. I'm overwhelmed by the decisions facing me in the next several weeks. I'm scared but I know that God is in control and He will guide me if I let Him. I am praying that God will point me in the direction He wants me to go and show me Big Red's heart and intentions in this situation. Will anyone agree to pray that with me?

Integrity

"Integrity is what you do when no one is looking."

I think it is one of my favorite quotes because it reminds me that God is always watching over me and I need to be accountable to Him for my actions. It doesn't matter if I get "caught" by anyone else because God always knows. God knows my heart. I have accountability people in my life and they are always helpful to keep me on the right path, but God is truly the one I'm accountable to in the end.

It is truly my prayer today that all those around me can come to an understanding of this quote...and live up to the integrity it requires to be a growing Christian. My prayer is that we can be "Jesus with Skin on" to others and spread His word effectively.

Closer than ever before

Tonight I had one of those moments when God was closer to me than ever before. We had a very passion filled worship service this evening. God reminded me that no matter what happens I will always be His princess. He will always love me no matter what. Then I physically felt Him give me a hug. I even looked around me because it felt so real and there was no one near me. In all things if we seek His face then everything else will fall into place.

This falls under that category of Praising Him even when I don't feel like it. I did and He more than met me where I was. The theme verse was Psalm 132. Seek Him.

Childlike Faith

This morning in church we launched into a 5 or 6 week series on the book of Hebrews. Our pastor challenged us to read the entire book during this time, after all it is only 13 chapters. The Pastor spoke on not finding ourselves "drifting" when it comes to God. We need to actively seek God in everything we do. Seek Him so we don't fall in to complacency or allow "little" pockets of sin to creep in and take over our lives. Yes God forgives sin BUT it doesn't mean we have a free pass to sin all we like just to fall under the umbrella of grace. It really hit me again today that God calls us to be Christians or a "little Christ". When we pursue Jesus it helps Him bring our lives into perspective. We remember what is really important...not the things of this world but eternal things...

This actually happened recently so I have also typed this up to send along on the internet via email, so I thought this fit in here as well.

Recently my still young-at-heart Mother had a conversation with her grandson. While discussing his upcoming 7th birthday party he asked her,
"Grandma, when did you know that you wanted to be with Jesus?"
Her reply,"Since I was a little younger than you are now."
His response was,"You are probably old enough to go be with Jesus and Grandpa by now." (smile)He did not mean to say she was old BUT...

A little later after some further thought he said, "You are probably excited to go see Grandpa and Jesus."
To which Grandma grinning replied,"Oh... I think I'll stay here a little longer."
In his innocence he asked , "Why?" She explained that God had not called her home yet so she must still have things left to do here.

What strikes me about this whole exchange is the innocence I had forgotten...Why would we want to stay here when we can go be with Jesus? We need to refocus ourselves on Eternal things not worldly things. As someone recently pointed out in a sermon I heard "You can't take it with you!"

When we focus on God with that Child-like faith it makes us yearn for Home. To be at Home with Jesus. One little boy understands that very clearly and has made his aunt reevaluate how she looks at things.

Blogs are freedom...

Ok instead of ranting about how Big Red has trashed the house and is blaming me I want to go in a different direction...I could write VOLUMES on how mad I am...

While out exploring these blogs I have become concerned with the human race. I know that a lot of people use these as a release. A way to vent if you will. I guess I was living in my sheltered little existence and didn't realize how WEIRD people really are. I have found sites devoted to the journal of a gay/bi sexual affair (graphically explained), how to be a Satan worshipper, how to have an affair and not get caught and many other sites that I couldn't get out of quick enough. It has occured to me that there are a great deal of people in this world who for one reason or another are pretty screwed up. There are a lot of people who aren't saved. Yes I whine and moan about how awful Big Red is and how he is being a jerk but there is hope for him because Big Red is still going to church.

I still have to go back to the basic fact that God is in control so I might as well sit back and enjoy the ride for awhile. So here is the funny thing that caught my attention today:

A woman walked into the kitchen to find her husband stalking around with a fly swatter.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"Hunting Flies" He responded.
"Oh. Killing any?" She asked.
"Yep, 3 males, 2 Females," he replied.
Intrigued, she asked. "How can you tell?"
He responded, "3 were on a beer can, 2 were on the phone."

Bitter Thoughts...

Ok it was brought to my attention that I may sound a little bitter. A little harsh or unforgiving perhaps? I admit I do have bitter moments (he he ok sometimes a lot of those moments make a complete day)and having a computer blog at my disposal may or may not be the best idea. I'm just amazed that he...Oh lets call him Big Red...is mad at me because I haven't cleaned the house. Now please keep in mind that I have not lived there in over 3 months. Big Red has completely trashed the house at this point...in the name of putting new cabinets in there has not been a kitchen sink installed in over 4 months. Big Red has resumed smoking in the house again...All the kitchen plates, cups etc are arranged on the pool table... Weeks of newspapers are sitting around...tools everywhere. And I am supposed to clean it up when he can't even refrain from starting new female relationships? Yes I'm a little bitter today but I continue to forgive Big Red because that's what God commands me to do...God doesn't say I have to tolerate his unfaithfulness...and God will in time heal my heart and take away my bitterness...

On a related note Big Red told me that the cell phone bill is wrong because he cut contact with (20+ friend)her because her marriage is in trouble. I inquired as to how he knew this without having any contact? He said from her husband and her sister...Makes me think Hmmmmmmmmmmm....Coincidence?

I received this the other day and it put things in my life a little in perspective. Work and all...
Having a bad day at work? Not after you read this . . .Rob is a commercial saturation diver for Global Divers in Louisiana. He performs underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs.Below is an e-mail he sent to his sister. She then sent it to Laughline,who was sponsoring a "worst job experience" contest. Needless to say, she won.
Hi Sue,
Just another note from your bottom-dwelling brother.Last week I had bad day at the office. I know you've been feeling down lately at work, so I thought I would share my dilemma with you to make you realize it's not so bad after all. Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few technicalities of my job. As you know, my office lies at the bottom of the sea. I wear a suit to the office. It's a wetsuit. This time of year the water is quite cool. So what we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel powered industrial water heater. This $20,000 piece of crap sucks the water out of the sea. It heats it to a delightful temperature. It then pumps it down to the diver through a garden hose, which is taped to the air hose. Now this sounds like a darn good plan, and I've used it several times with no complaints. What I do, when I get to the bottom and start working, is I take the hose and stuff it down the back of my wetsuit. This floods my whole suit with warm water. It's like working in a Jacuzzi. Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my butt started to itch. So, of course, I scratched it. This only made things worse. Within a few seconds my butt started to burn. I pulled the hose out from my back, but the damage was done. In agony I realized what had happened. The hot water machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit. Now since I don't have any hair on my back, the jellyfish couldn't stick to it. However, the crack of my butt was not as fortunate. When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into my butt. I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator. His instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, along with 5 other divers, were all laughing hysterically. Needless to say I aborted the dive. I was instructed to make 3 agonizing in-water decompression stops totaling 35 minutes before I could reach the surface to begin my chamber dry decompression. When I arrived at the surface, I was wearing nothing but my brass helmet. As I climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughter running down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub it on my butt as soon as I get in the chamber. The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't crap for 2 days because my butthole was swollen shut. So, next time you're having a bad day at work, think about how much worse it would be if you had a jellyfish shoved up your butt.


Well it does seem like things could be worse...

Forgiveness

Well the class last night was enlightening! It was on forgiveness. Wow...what a hot topic that turned in to. I have not been perfect. I have been wrong. (gasp) We had to ask each other for forgiveness and also tell the other person what we believed they needed to be forgiven for (did you follow that?). He refuses to ask forgiveness for the phone calls (183 in two months) to another woman (a friend of 20+ years that we agreed he would cut contact with for awhile to work on our marriage) or the little incident about getting caught in the neighbors yard (see previous post). He doesn't think he was wrong even though he has broken the agreement (promise)he made to me. I'm beginning to wonder if he is listening to God at all. He is not willing to forgive me for the offenses he holds against me either. I continue to forgive him for the affair and other things on a daily (sometimes minutely) basis. That doesn't make me better than him...I am just trying to be obedient to God. That it...that's the bottom line...obedience.

Off in another direction...

Work was interesting. My co-teacher is still out on Family Medical Leave...the kids are crazy...it's raining...and there is a bit of unfairness at work regarding breaks etc. So I'm a little bit frustrated about everything and I want to just whine awhile then curl up in bed with a warm blanket and a cup of Hot Cocoa! Whew I feel better now.

I did remember an interesting quote:

Unforgiveness is like the poison you drink expecting the other person to die.


Ok I had to include something funny too...

The famous Olympic skier Picabo Street (pronounced Peek-A-Boo) is not just an athlete....she is now a nurse currently working at the Intensive Care Unit of a large metropolitan hospital.

She is not permitted to answer the hospital telephones. It caused too much confusion when she would answer the phone and say, Picabo, ICU!

he he he I know it's corny....

Oh my life...

Well here I am set to make my way to another class in hopes of putting my marriage back together. In the last several days I have learned or discovered a few interesting tidbits about my husband:

* I pulled up to the house and discovered him talking to the neighbors in their front yard. Now this may not seem like a big deal until you remember that a) He has had an affair. b) They were 3 women and c) at least one of them is a stripper who has had several different men over there in the past...well maybe some of that is new information sorry.

* I heard from his accountability person that he has not spoken to him in almost a week. He is supposed to call him every night!

*He was laid off work last Thursday and didn't bother to tell me until Sunday night!

I'm frustrated beyond belief at this point! His words say he wants to work on it but as mama used to say, "Actions speak louder than words" We haven't been to a counseling session since the end of July because we can't go back until we can be civil. A little difficult when all I hear is everything I've done wrong in the last 7 years. HELLO! He has committed ADULTERY! We are down to "D-Day". Next week the class is over and we will need to decide in what direction to go from here...Get busy fixing it or get busy divorcing...

Dictionary for arguements

For the male members of society I have included this handy guide for you...I thought of running this off for my husband but would it really matter at this point...We have actually moved beyond this...toward real communication but that is when he chooses to talk to me...tell me again why HE is mad at me....

Dictionary for arguing with women
>
> 1. "Fine"
> This is the word women use at the end of any argument when they
> feel they are right but can't stand to hear you argue any longer. It
> means that you should be quiet. (NEVER use "Fine" to describe how
> she looks. This will cause you to have one of those arguments.)

> 2. "Five minutes"
> This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five minutes that your
> football game is going to last before you take out the trash, so
> women feel that it's an even trade.
>
> 3. "Nothing"
> "Nothing" means something and you should be on your toes.
> "Nothing" is Usually used to describe the feeling a woman has
of wanting to turn you inside out, upside down, and backwards.
"Nothing" usually signifies an argument that will last
"Five Minutes" and end with the word "Fine."
>
> 4. "Go Ahead" (with raised eyebrows)
> This is NOT permission; it's a dare! If you mistake it for
permission, the result will be the woman will get upset
over "Nothing" and you'll have a "Five-minute" discussion
that will end with the word "Fine."
>
> 5. "Go Ahead" (normal eyebrows)
> This is NOT permission, either. It means "I give up" or
"do what you want because I don't care." You will get a
raised eyebrow "Go Ahead" in just a few minutes, followed
by "Nothing" and "Fine" and she will talk to you in
about "Five Minutes" when she cools off.
>
> 6. "Loud Sigh"
> This is not actually a word, but is still often a verbal
statement. Very frequently misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh"
means she thinks you are a complete idiot and wonders
why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing
with you over "Nothing."
>
> 7. "Soft Sigh"
> Again, not a word, but a verbal statement. "Soft Sighs"
are one of the few things that some men actually understand.
It means she is momentarily content. Your best bet is to not
move or breathe in the hope that the moment will last
for, "Five Minutes."
>
> 8."That's Okay"
> This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can
> say to a man. "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long
> and hard before deciding what the penalty will be for whatever you
> have done. "That's Okay" is often used with the word "Fine" and in
> conjunction with a raised eyebrow "Go Ahead." Once she has had
> time to plan it out, you are in for some mighty big trouble.
>
> 9."Please Do"
> This is not a statement, it is an offer. The woman is giving
you the chance to come up with an excuse for what you have done.
In other words, a chance to get yourself into even more trouble.
If you handle this correctly, you shouldn't get a "That's Okay."
>
> 10. "Thanks"
> The woman is thanking you. Don't faint and don't look for hidden
> Meaning. Just say, "you're welcome."
>
> 11. "Thanks A Lot"
> Dramatically different from "Thanks." A woman will say "Thanks A
> Lot" when she is really ticked off at you. It is usually
followed by the "Loud Sigh." This signifies that you have hurt
her in some callous way. Be careful not to ask what is wrong
after the "Loud Sigh," as she will only tell you "Nothing."
>

Top 10 List of Questions I would like answered

10. How does the invisible woman/man get a date?

9. How does the air get out of a basketball when it goes flat?

8. Why does a child wait for a clean diaper before doing the big #2?

7. Why don't they warm the instruments at the Ob/Gyn's office? Are they afraid we may fall asleep so they want the shock to keep us awake?

6. How does the bird know that I just had my car washed?

5. Why doesn't Donald Duck wear pants but Mickey Mouse does?

4. At what point as a child do you realize farting/belching isn't funny anymore? I of course realize most men never acquire this sense or fear of embarrassment...

3. Why does anyone with children ever get white carpet?

2. Why could we not see Wonder Woman's invisible jet but we could see her sitting in it flying thru the sky? Was she invisible too? I don't think she had that superpower...

And the drum roll please.....

1. How did the "scientists" find out that some animals only see in black and white? Did someone ask them?

Just a few of my random thoughts....

Picture Day at school

So I teach preschool at a local daycare. I am in a classroom full of 2 year olds...not just a couple but up to 15 at one time! Recently we had the annual event every teacher dreads...PICTURE DAY. Now please understand that I love my job, I chose to do this as my profession, I spent almost 4 years in college learning how to do this task well and look forward to seeing all those smiling little faces every morning. The things that amuse me the most about this year's picture day are:

• The parent who drops off her 2 year old in a pure white~Sunday best~dress and asks us not to let her get dirty at all. Now this child normally reminds me of the Peanuts character called "Pigpen" so the request was a little overwhelming to say the least. Within minutes of the parent leaving the child had already taken off her cute little sweater(to match the dress) and pulled her hair ribbon out and tossed it on the floor. This was going to be a long day...
  
• The parent who decided that today would be her child's first day at our school. A traumatic event anyway compounded by our complete lack of a schedule or routine. I felt so sorry for him.
• The child who decided 15 minutes before our slotted time to completely strip off ALL her clothes!
  
• The child waiting in line to have his picture taken, sneezes and snot flies everywhere! EEWWWWWWWWW Time for the quick clean up job.

To top off the day my normal... maybe I should say regular because she is a little odd at times...co-teacher was not able to be present for this morning...so that threw yet enough wrench in the works. Well I feel better now... let's change gears...

Someone emailed me this cool link today. If you are a child of the late 80's or early 90's and remember the song "Baby got Back" you will get a total kick out this. A regular guy took this song and made it clean AND about the Bible.

http://www.unc.edu/~shoyle/BigBibles.wmv


Anyway that's all for now....

The world of Blogging is a scary place...

Ok in the last day or so I have been exploring all the different types of Blogs that are out there. I have come to the conclusion that there are some really weird people in this place called earth. I have seen blogs ranging from ads for companies to random ravings of someone who is borderline ready to be institutionalized to the med student called the "fake doctor" who has made me question whether I will ever place my life (or body more specifically) in the hands of a medical doctor. I do love all the different types of humor I have encountered.

Since this can't be traced to me specifically I will enjoy the anonymity of this and let you into my life a little. I live with my Mother. Not because I want to but because my husband made a choice to have an affair...that sounds like too much fun so let's call it what it is...ADULTERY. I consider myself a Christian and we were living our life according to God's will until he uhh...how do I say this "slipped". I do believe he can be forgiven and I myself have forgiven him (too many times to count) but there is a certain path we must walk along to rebuild the trust that is broken. All I know for sure is that God has taught me many things in the last several months. I was not and am still not a perfect wife (gasp). I know that God continues to work on me and only I can be responsible for my actions. I am choosing to make changes for myself and out of obedience to God. God tells us exactly how to be a husband and wife. I still have many things to learn about Marriage and life in general...so bear with me if I ramble a bit.

Today I attended Church. If you are interested in hearing the entire sermon click on the link to navigate your way to the online sermons totally free of charge. I learned about Mark 2:1-12. The point the pastor made was that we are called to have faith for our friends that do not yet have it. We need to make sure we have enough faith in God that we are continuing to bring others to God. Sometimes when my own faith is shaky I look around to see that God is still moving in other's lives. He is God no matter where I stand with Him. God is unchanging. He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. What I learned from the sermon was that if others can look at my life and see that I serve God... I can bring them into a relationship with Him also. For those times when I "forget" to tell others about God, if I live for Him they will see Him anyway. Don't get me wrong it is still my Christian duty to spread the word of God but in His infinite wisdom he has set up a fail safe way for to witness even when I don't heed His commands of spreading the word.

Anyway I doubt anyone is reading this or even if this would make sense to anyone but me but that is my 2 cents worth for today.

Cool Links

Well I've been having fun posting and exploring how to add links and personalize my page. Let me know what you think.

I can't believe I created a Blog

Well it is official! I have joined the rest of the world in creating a Blog to express my opinions about God, life or anything else I deem noteworthy. My sister will be so impressed that her "computer illiterate" sister has managed this. I'm about to go to my nephew's seventh birthday party at Token's and Tickets...so we'll see if this actually will work...