Hey, Sweet Things!
I’ve had us in such a serious place recently that I’m feeling like it’s time to share some things that are fun and a tad lighter-hearted. First I want to tell you something because it greatly involves you. I woke up on Tuesday and, lo and behold, I felt remarkably better. Stronger. Clearer. Happier. Well, and funnier. (Grinning at the last one. It’s a big priority around the Moore house.) That’s one good thing about just being honest and out there with it sometimes. People might get concerned enough to pray for you. I want you to know that I FELT IT and I am eating the fruit of it and I am deeply grateful. I needed the prayers. Oh, Sisters, I always need the prayers. Don’t stop now. But I think it’s important that I turn around and encourage you in your faith by telling you that you pray effectively. What you do in the heavenly realms profoundly impacts this earthly soil. You matter. Your Spiritual disciplines matter.
I feel God at work and that’s the world to me. Nothing monumental has changed in the circumstances that have made these last weeks challenging. I am absolutely certain that the evidences and effects I’m seeing and feeling are spiritual in nature. Two things are roused right now. I want to share them with you because I believe they are the same two things that will often strengthen you, too, in your weakness and heaviness. The first one we just talked about: being prayed for. Without the second one, however, the first one is limited. The intercessor will still be blessed for her faithfulness but we, the prayed for, will be hindered in personalized impact without our FAITH. God is calling me right now to press past my current level of faith-comfort and get back to squirming and growing in my sheer belief.
Whether we like it or not, the Scriptures echo this immutable principle: we BELIEVE to fully RECEIVE.
Lord, increase our faith. Let us never forget around here that, without faith, it is impossible to please You. We can do everything else to perfection and have a righteousness that shames all our friends and a ritual of daily prayer and self-denial that would slack-jaw John the Baptist and still not experience the exhilaration of Your holy NOD. Your favor is attracted most by our faith. Lord, increase our faith.
NOW. Let’s also have a little fun. Our comment line is open today for those who want to share something lighthearted. It can be funny but it doesn’t have to be. It can just be plain old fun. You know. Like what your six year old said to you yesterday. Or the perfect shade of lip gloss you’ve discovered for the summer. Or the most ridiculous thing that’s happened in your home lately. Or something delightfully awkward or absurd. Wide open. If you can’t think of anything fun, then just partake today. Everybody here knows life is serious and hard. Let’s all fight the urge to give one another a reality check on here today. Sometimes life here on Planet Earth stinks. We all get that. But, sometimes what stinks is the fertilizer in that soil underneath our feet. Something will grow from it if we let it. And we won’t be standing here in this exact spot of soil for long. Don’t think it’s all over but the crying.
When somebody in my family is in a rut, really feeling like life in general is one big rip off, I’m forced to quote Shelby in Steel Magnolias: “Miss Clairee, there are still good times to be had.”
There really are, Miss Clairee. There really are. Believe that.
Psalm 27:13-14…
I remain confident of this:
I will see the goodness of the LORD
in the land of the living.
Wait for the LORD;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the LORD.
OK. Here’s my something fun today. I’ve had this in my Bible for the last several weeks. It’s a page ripped out of one of the booklets you get at a Living Proof Live. A precious sister (Talia, as you’ll see) at a recent event doodled this on her notes while I was teaching. You can even see the microphone. It got handed off to me by someone on the LifeWay team but, if she’d handed it to me herself, I would have profusely thanked and hugged her and laughed with her but the teacher in me would also have asked to see her session notes. Grin. Anyway, she really made me smile.
NOW, you make somebody else smile today. How about it?
I love you guys. Thanks for riding the roller coaster with me. Mama’s feeling better. But never stop praying.
My 2 year old son has been really into stacking his blocks lately. When he gets them just so, he exclaims “pa-da!” (instead of ta-da). Gets me every time.
we recently bought 6 chicks for laying eggs. we’ve been letting them out of their coop for a little while each day. they catch and EAT snakes!!!!! who knew? i am so proud:)
I blogged about my funny incident. It has to do with Ferlin Husky and me and Jesus and a dove.
Take a look if you’re interested. Hope it makes you smile!
http://mimiandbutterbean.blogspot.com/2012/06/ferlin-husky-must-hate-me.html?spref=fb
Hello Siestas!
I am the proud mother of a 2 year old little girl, Arden Whitney, and pretty much daily she has us in stitches (well, in between the moments of shear terror that I am going to do something to screw her up forever and frustration that she’s, 2 and really has some intense 2 year old moments).
Anyway, she is becoming quite the little drama queen as of late – the other day it was pouring down rain – I mean buckets and buckets – and she wanted to go outside and swim (we have a little baby pool that she loves). Of course, I kept saying, no – it is raining. No, we can’t go out today – maybe tomorrow. Anyway, she looks up at me with big DRY brown eyes, plunks her hands on her hips and says “I am CRYING Mommy, I am CRYING!” turns around and stomps in her room and begins to bang out her version of a song full of angst (Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star) on her little piano. Now mind you, she wasn’t crying and she never did cry. She just wanted to make sure I understood the depth of her displeasure over my refusual.
I pretty much collapsed on the floor laughing and also had a terrible premonition of a similar interaction that will probably occur when she is about 16 and I tell her no about going out with some boy or something equally offensive!
Oh she cracks me up! Love her so much. Thanks for the opportunity to share!
April
LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!
I’m still laughing at your post!!!! Thanks for sharing!
I’m so excited that you are coming to my nearby city this weekend. I can hardly wait!! I’ve been to Houston to see you. At the first SSMT I was 1 of the 5 Canadians present and now you will be here in Alberta!! I’m coming with my daughter and 2 daughters in law and we are excited for our girls time with you. Praying for you as you travel and as God speaks His Word through you. I do love the fun side of you:-)
My son turned 11 yesterday and got his first-ever homerun in his baseball game last night. The grin on his face was pure fun for him and me!
That will make any Mama smile! 🙂
This gets me! I am grinning for him!
I have an almost 10 yr old baseball loving boy and he hasn’t hit a homerun yet but I can just see his joy already…and mine.
Lovely! Very lovely *grin*
This past weekend was our 4th annual girls’ weekend away. We laughed ourselves silly, we cried, we prayed, we ate. Oh, how we ate! Of course not everyone liked what we had. We tried out a place that only serves appetizers. We ordered several and split them among us. One of the gals politely sampled the various foods. We went back to our B&B and visited. About 10:00, she shyly said, “I’m still hungry”. Apparently those appetizers didn’t fill her up. Good thing we had cookies and M&M’s at the B&B. Oh, how we laughed at that.
Sounds like a great girls weekend! Some friend and I are planning one in July – can’t wait for the time to relax and regroup! Nothing like a few days of deep belly laughs to set you to rights again!
Glad you got that opportunity.
April
Went to the dentist for a cavity yesterday (ahuuuhm).
The TV program in my room told the story of a family whose son had been bullied.
I started crying in the dentist chair.
Dentist apologized profusely for the pain, stopped, asked what he could do, whether or not I was okay.
The bundle of items in my mouth inhibited me trying to explain I wasn’t in pain, just totally sensitive to the story I had heard.
Dentist gets me tissues.
I start laughing through my tears.
He’s totally confused.
I manage to utter that I’m terribly upset about the story I’d heard on tv.
Me –> lopsided, numbed face, tears falling sideways b/c of a lack of muscle control on one side of face due to the numbing injection, crying at the bully story.
Dentist –> so upset b/c he thought he hurt me, panicking to alleviate my pain
Bless his heart. Or perhaps, bless mine.
This past weekend, my husband and I had the privilege of serving as chaperones for my daughter’s 4th-6th grade class at church, as they enjoyed a beautiful and completely FUN camp-out together near East Fork Lake outside of Cincinnati, OH. (Yes, this South GA transplant just discovered that an outdoor campout during the first weekend of JUNE can be a beautiful and comfortable event–at least when it happens in OHIO!) Anyhow, our 6 year old son tagged along with us. He sat through the teaching sessions and participated pretty well for his age. During the last session, the lead teacher was encouraging/instructing the kids about how to have a daily time in the Word and in prayer, then he gave them time to practice. I knew our 6y.o. Noah’s reading skills aren’t strong enough for any solo “time in the Word” yet, so I pulled him aside with some paper and colored pencils, read him a verse from Psalms about celebrating God’s mighty wonders, and encouraged him to make a thank-you card for God…for the mighty wonders of God that he sees all around. Ten minutes later, Noah brought me a half-folded sheet of paper with a green crescent shape drawn on the front. When I asked him to tell me about it, he commented, “I’m really thankful to God for making the moon…I mean, if we didn’t have the moon, where else could we get cheese?!?!!”
Here in the UK we have had four days in which to party! My two favourite moments were hearing my six year old belting out Elton John’s ‘I’m Still Standing’ as we were driving out for pizza…and clapping eyes on my mother in laws ‘wonky donkey’, a piece of firewood she had had delivered last Christmas but couldn’t bring herself to burn as it was so reminiscent of a donkeys ears and head! It was still on the bookshelf….and I was mighty pleased she hadn’t paid good money for it!
Watching my boys play outside yesterday in their shorts, cowboy boots and cowboy hats. No shirts but plenty of weapons. Priceless!
So sweet. Love little boys. Mine are now 22 and 24 (and my girl is 27). They grow fast. Enjoy those special times.
We are scheduled to adopt a retired racing greyhound that is coming out of an amazing Prison Greyhound ministry. He is currently behind bars being fostered and trained by 2 inmates that are learning to love and care for something other than themselves. There are 3 greyhounds at the prison and the warden wants them in every wing of the facility. Their sweet presence has had a wonderful calming affect on all of the inmates. They are making a huge impact on the lives of those forgotten by most of us. And in the end, we get a precious new dog to love and bring us so much joy! We all know that GOD spelled backwards = DOG!! 🙂
Well I was glad I didn’t have any tea in my mouth when I read about “slack-jawed John the Baptist” – ’cause it would have ended up all over my screen. That was funny. I needed to laugh like that.
Weird that I can’t think up anything truly fun/funny to share. I need to start praying for some fun to be had around here (eight months into a house renovation is…not…that…much…fun). I guess I’ll go with this: last week a whole group of my 14 year old sons’ friends converged at our house, unplanned. They managed to hang here for 24 hours – a side benefit of the sun not setting til almost midnight, by which time they’d eaten us out of house and home. I told some girlfriends it was like having a cloud of locust descend (hello John the Baptist). In the middle of their melee I looked out to see the hot tub filled with soap suds and every last one of them looking like Santa Claus. That was funny – to be reminded that every 14 year old boy has a little four year old boy lurking inside him!
(though I’m not sure how much fun they thought it was when it came time to clean it up!) Can’t wait to get on here tonight and read what others have to share. I need me some laughs…
I too felt a “lifting” in mood yesterday. Lots of prayers are going out to fight my depression. I have a faithful companion named Charlie. He’s a beagle. He follows me all over the house. This morning I prayed a prayer of thankfulness for his faithfulness! It made me smile =)
okay, so this is both funny AND serious. and if its okay, you’ll have to hear a bit of the serious to get to the funny. my friend’s husband is addicted to gaming – i never even knew about this before, but it is actually very serious addiction (especially with the pornographic-type images on many of these addictive games). anyway, she and i were just talking this morning and she said to me, “He tries to tell me these women are cartoons. But I’m like, ‘Listen, honey, smurfs are cartoons! These are not cartoons.'” You have to just imagine the way she said this (with attitude) – “Listen, honey, smurfs are cartoons!” I’m smiling just thinking about it. Anyway, we both started cracking up, and reminiscing about smurfs. It lightened a very serious conversation. As a side note, please pray for her and her husband, siestas. You don’t need to know her name. God knows who you are talking about. Oh, and who else got a WORD from Beth on God’s delighting in our faith?! “We can do everything else to perfection and have a righteousness that shames all our friends and a ritual of daily prayer and self-denial that would slack-jaw John the Baptist and still not experience the exhilaration of Your holy NOD. Your favor is attracted most by our faith. Lord, increase our faith.” Boom! Bring it Mama!
The front page of our local newspaper’s life section featured a contest to find the areas “hottest” dad and pictured a well dressed nice looking guy with his newborn. The whole family was in the room when I saw it and I said that indeed their daddy should have been on that front page. Well my 8 year old son blurted out, “yep, dads hot…except in bed!” His older siblings and I just stared at each other in disbelief and I looked at my hubby and we lost it. The 8 year old was confused by our laughter and further explained, “you know, because of bed head.” He was clueless at how it all sounded and the funny awkwardness of it all. Classic!
It’s summer and this is what makes me smile:
I’ve been watching my boys play so much baseball that I have a flip flop tan on my feet. It’s still been a little too chilly to wear shorts here in Oregon but my feet have a nice tan and every time I see it it makes me smile. I smile because I know we will see the sun for the next several months and thats a big deal in this area I live in where we have a lot of grey skies. And besides watching my boys play baseball always makes me smile. 🙂
My husband and I have been asked to believe God for some really BIG things over the 14 years of our marriage. One of them is the healing of our daughter who is almost 10. Needless to say, that can get really HEAVY. My husband loves to quote some movies to me when I am being ill-tempered and pessimistic. So in honor of your Steel Magnolia’s quote, I will give you one back that is terribly appropriate for believing God. From the Princess Bride movie,
Buttercup- “We’ll never survive.”
Westley- “Nonsense. You are only saying that because no one ever has.”
🙂
Love Princess Bride quotes!
Me, too! Like:
“No more rhymes and I mean it!”
“Anybody want a peanut?”
My daughter turned 8 on Monday. We invited her friends to a pool party to celebrate on Sunday. She had to have the perfect cake and settled on a Justin Bieber cake. When my husband cut her piece which was Justin’s face, her friends encouraged her to kiss him. She laughed so hard that she couldn’t do it, and her laugh is totally contagious. Finally, she made an attempt while holding her nose. She never explained why she had to hold her noes. That girl is an original.
I am sooo…thankful mama’s feeling better!!!!!!
There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t pray for you, lately its been a number of times per day!! I SOOOOOO….agree with you about our ‘FAITH’ needing to partner with the prayers to see anything of lasting change take place.
Im grinning 🙂 over the rendering of you….that’s a crack up!!!!!!!!!!!
My stories not funny, but rather personal and very touching. Here goes…..my middle (17yr old) son has really been going through a rough patch and dealing with a drug issue that grabbed hold of him almost immediately. There’s been some INTENSE prayer coupled with an INTENSE faith through this season and Believing God for my sons complete deliverance. Well, he hadn’t been home for a couple of days and the fear factor was threatening to get the best of me late this one night (around midnight) and I couldn’t sleep, so I just prayed. Then my cell phone rang and to God’s Glory my son was on the line saying mom, I wanna come home, will you please come and get me. I find out where he is and jump in my car to go get him, tears running down my cheeks, I glance up into the moonlit stary sky and say “Oh Thank you Jesus, Thank you. At that very moment I sensed my Heavenly Father say to me, Angela, just like you running to get your son when he calls you, I’m your Father and it doesn’t matter where you are or what your going through, when you call I will drop everything and come and get you no matter where you are because I love you just that much. I bawled the rest of the way feeling the arms of my Heavenly Father wrapped tightly around me. There are some moments and situations that are so tender and precious that they just slay me! Nothing this world has to offer could compare with knowing that the God of the Universe is pursuing you! It just doesn’t get any better than that!!!! Oh, shut the front door!!!!!!!!!!
Love You Bunches!!
Wow…that hit really deep.
Thank you for sharing.
OOOH- fun! I wanna play! I have 2 actually-
First, we live overseas- our choice, our calling, mostly our blessing. And truly, truly there is very little we are lacking for as far as “stuff”- for the kids, for the house- whatever. We live in a pretty big city and even though we may have to pay a little more, and the brand may be a little weird, we can pretty much get all we need and most of what we want. Still, my mom loves sending packages to her babies (that would be me and my 4 daughters and sometimes my man gets in on the fun too). Well, we moved recently-ish (10 months ago) to a new city and have NOT figured out the postal system (or lack thereof) here yet. Mom’s been afraid to send stuff for fear it would get stolen or lost. We FINALLY got coordinated with some volunteers who were coming this past weekend and she was able to send a whole suitcase of goodies along with some stuff they brought us too. My 6 year old got her stuffed Bull’s Eye (Toy Story) that she’s been seeing over Skype since Christmas, my 10 year old got enough crafts project stuff to last, well maybe for her not that long but still- patterned duct tape- who knew! My 1 year old got a few months supply of Gerber Puffs and goldfish so her poor toothless self now has snack food (ok, that’s one thing missing from the stores over here), my 12 year old got the latest fashion game for her DS and I got a jar of Jif creamy peanut butter the size of my head- yah!! (oh and my husband got moleskin notebooks and Starbucks via- the essentials :))
Second fun thing- our sweet little one year old who is SOO the 4th child- loves every person who walks into a room with her haas really started jabbering and just this week she started saying “hi”. Except she says it with the most awesomely wonderful southern drawl (especially considering she’s being raised in the Middle East!!). She’ll crawl up to your feet, look up and say, “hiiiiieeeee”- precious. My little Anabelle Rose is making this transplanted southern Mamma proud!
Both made me smile, but I am especially glad to hear your man is a kindred spirit of mine in the moleskin notebook department. I consider them essential too!
I am a 2nd grade teacher, and on the last day of school I ran to WalMart for a few things. I got home with my groceries and dropped a carton of eggs on our driveway. Oopsies! I didn’t care…It was the last day of school! Haha happy Summer! Praying for you!
Monday night our Pastor came to pick up his son. He was hanging out with our sons. Our Pastor came in and
he and my husband got to talking and I was just sitting and listening and making a comment or two. All of a sudden I got a craving for DORITOS!!! I mean bad, had to have them NOW craving!! So I got up went to the cupboard and got me my bag of Doritos and sat there in my chair just chewing and crunching on these Doritos!! The aroma filled the room!! I ate the rest of the bag within record time. Our Pastor left and my husband turned around and said, “What where you thinking”? Do you know the sounds you were making and the smell!!! He said,”Of all the things you have done in our life that is the most shocking thing you have ever done, and in front of our Pastor”!! I said,”That is what hormones will do to ya!! He keeps,laughing every now and then because he says he just pictures me sitting there chowing on the Doritos. Now I’m totally embarrassed!!!
A neutron walks in to a bar and says, “How much for a drink?” Bartender looks at him and says, “For you, no charge!” #Bazinga ~Sheldon
Boaz really softened up after he got married. Before that he was Ruthless. 😀
Winner.
I. Heart. Sheldon.
My hubs loves to tell this one:
One day, a tomato and his son were taking a walk. The son fell behind and the daddy tomato turned around and stepped on him and said, “Catch up!”
Get it? Tomato? “Catch Up???”
My husband is a corn-ball. *sigh* But I love him.
You made me laugh! I need to take your Boaz and Ruth story to my Sunday School class which has just begun a Precepts study of Ruth. Thanks, Michele!
**Ruthless** oh snort!!
My husband had been away from home for a couple of days on a business trip… When my sons (8 and 10) were in bed I told them to tell their dad they were “glad he is home”… As my hubby walked by their room the youngest said “Dad, your glady’s on” Then I heard him ask his brother what a “glady” was… I laughed so hard…Oh what children hear and say…
I have another funny…
Random Question from my son, (10 year old)… Mom, would you rather take a shower of bird poop, or a shower of birds without heads??? Hmm, tough choice I went with the “birds without heads” answer..
Mom called me this morning completely terrified. Last night she auditioned for a community theater operetta coming up in August – she loves to sing and thought it would be fun to be in the chorus – reminiscent of the old days, when she did community theater all the time. She had just gotten called by the director – she was cast in the lead role. She accepted – who wouldn’t? – but now she is sure she’ll never be able to learn her lines/lyrics. She’s so excited and freaked out – it’s absolutely priceless! Oh, and she’ll turn 70 before the show opens. I just love her so much. I’m booking my flight today!!
Went to a hot yoga class with a girlfriend this morning whose probably 15 years older than me.love diversity! She came out sweating and very seriously said she should’ve worn a firemans coat, she said her earlobes were sweating…she never thought that was possible. girlfriends are fun!
been laughing about it ever since!
I have 14 days left until my first child is born. I’m working up until the due date (or he comes -whichever is first) and my coworkers have decided to give me reinforcement for every day that Reed doesn’t come and I show up to work 🙂 They started when I had 27 days left and every day there is a treat of some kind – hand lotion, m&m’s, candy, etc – with a little countdown quote or note. They even give me ones for the weekend!! It’s very fun and I admit makes coming to work hugely pregnant almost ok 🙂
That is great!!
Forgive me if this is deemed not an appropriate topic, but it was too funny not to share with somebody! I finally sat down with my sweet 10 yr old daughter to discuss how it is babies are made. It was time for her to have some more info, and to understand a few words that she hears and asks about. It was a wonderful talk about God’s beautiful plan for marriage and the miracle of life. But, at the end she had one question.
“Mom, where do you do s*x? Do you go to the hospital to do it?”
Hahaha! Being a nurse, that cracked me up!
I asked my 8 year old daughter, Katie, yesterday afternoon if she wanted to bake a cake. She said, “Sure!” and promptly pulled a dining room chair up to the kitchen counter where we would be working. As she stood up and saw all the ingredients on the counter- flour, eggs, baking soda, sugar, oil, butter…- she says, “Wait, Mom! Where’s the box??”
Clearly, I need to bake more. Or at least bake from scratch more;)
Thanks for letting us share our funnies today. xoxo
This happened last night, so I guess it counts as both a get a word and share something fun post. My beautiful 18year old daughter has autism and is taking occupational courses along with math, English, etc. Anyway, one of the boys in her class startled her yesterday. She told me about it last night and said she needed a Bible verse about fear. We looked up the following verse – Isaiah 41:10 HCSB – Do not fear, for I am with you; do not be afraid, for I am your God. I will strengthen you; I will help you; I will hold on to you with My righteous right hand. She said, Mama, that’s a good word. I’m going to write it down. She did, and she read it to her dad and called and read it to her Memaw. A good word, indeed.
Recent conversation with my 4-year old little girl:
Mia: “Mama, there’s a huge spider in the bathtub!”
Me: “Okay, grab a tissue and go squash it like Mama does”
Mia: “Oh no, Mama, I could never do that. It’s way too scary”
Me: “Okay, I’ll get it”
Mia: “No Mama! Wait! I can do this. I CAN DO THIS! I…AM…MIA!!!”
One other quick one, I can’t resist….
I overheard her in the living room the other day singing and I went to look/listen in. She was dancing around singing, “I love my body, God made my body! I love my body, God made my body!” Oh, what a Mama could learn from that!!!
I’m home sick trying my best to be a supermom and my 3 year old just asked me if he could take me to the doctor so he could pick out some stickers… I think he has what’s best for me in mind:)
My birthday was over the weekend and one of my sisters and her two “Monkeys” (as I affectionately call my 2 nieces and nephew), called me and sang a ‘Happy Birthday’ song that My Little Buddy (nephew, 9, and NOT so little anymore :0) made up for the occasion:
“Happy Birthday to you,
You belong in a Zoo,
You call us Your Monkeys
And you ar-re one, too!”
Made me laugh and laugh. So simple, but so nice to have such strong ties (and little inside jokes!:0)
Mama Beth and Siestas, on a not so lighter note, I had asked for you all to pray for my husband’s Aunt Barbie. She went to Jesus today! Gonna miss her, but Isn’t it awesome to know that she is with our Jesus, right now!?! Thank you for praying!
My husband & I are the children’s ministers at our church, so we are never at a loss for funny stories, but I’ll just share two of my favorites-
My hubby was teaching on the Trinity and trying to get the kids to repeat back to him the 3 persons of God-they had already gotten the first two, but stumbled on the third. So my husband promted, “the Father, the Son, and the Holy….” to which one of them excitedly replied “smokes!”
Another time, one of the boys was crying & telling us about a girl on his bus that was always mean to him, his brother (who we’ve nicknamed Romeo for reasons you’ll understand in a minute) piped up “just give her flowers!”-
(He had it ALMOST right-but he forgot the chocolate!;o) )
I’m sure a lot of us have either children or grandchildren funnies…so here’s another one! I ask my 2 1/2 year old granddaughter where does Jesus live. She normally pats her heart and says “right here”! I asked her again this past weekend and she said “in the woods”. I said ” in the woods? why is He in the woods?” She answered “He’s shooting a deer Nini!” Her father is an avid hunter and she already has her very own “PINK” play shotgun that sounds like the real thing!! So…I guess Jesus has moved on out to the woods! cracked me up!
Hmmmm, how about my favorite knock-knock joke..
“knock knock”
“who’s there?”
“interrupting cow”
“interrup….”
“Mooooooo!!!”
“…ting cow who?”
Not sure if it translates well in written form, but it makes me laugh everytime!
So glad to hear you are feeling happier, Beth! You are dearly loved.
Hugs,
Adrienne
My husband and I are 30 year employees, soon to be retired! Praise the Lord!! We have been married 45 years and we have more laughs at each other as we find ourselves making the same creaks and groans as our parents did! also we are in a couples’ class at church (they say they need someone grown in wisdom, kindly saying old)and they are so precious to include us in the activities, lastly being a day long gathering with games such as volley ball, softball etc. They really laughed hard at us when my husband told them if we played and moved that much to catch a ball, all we could catch would be a cramp!! However, we do the best we can to keep up and have fun. They are a blessing to us and I hope we can be a blessing to them. Laughter is good medicine!!
My 4th and youngest son, Timothy, was in 1st grade this year, and this happened to be his first year in school, since this mama couldn’t bear to put him in school last year, and schooled him at home instead.
Anyways, one day after getting home from school, I asked him how how his day went. He told me, “Mama, my teacher told us to look around the room and find something that started with an S and write it down. And you know what I wrote? Sinners!”
Oh my, we are still laughing about this 9 months later! I wish I had been a fly on the wall to see his teacher’s face when she read his word 🙂
Oh my! That made me laugh! Out of the mouth of babes!! 🙂
Hilarious! Love it!
Last week our3 year old Granddaughter,who is a ham and a sheer blessing to us,was here when her PaPa came in dirty from working at the church.Of coarse he pestered her with his dirty hands!!The next day she asked where he was and I told her he had gone golfingShe asked very vehemetly,”well did he take a bath!”
After a tough day and news of hearing my beloved sister has breast cancer and my precious niece is pregnant; I needed to smile and laugh. My five year old granddaughter, Savannah, is here visiting her PaPa and me. She was talking my ear off and we were having great conversation back and forth, when she walked up to me and said,”Mimzi, look at the muscles under your arms.” As she played with the flab under my arms, she just giggled away. I laughed along too, because I remember playing with the flab of my grandmom’s arms and not too many year’s ago, my daughter was playing with the flab of her Gram’s arms. Today I officially became a grandmom and proud to be! Growing older is so sweet with honest grandchildren. Then she wanted her PaPa and her mommy to come and see Mimzi’s muscles move under her arms!! I have earned those muscles, by golly!! We all laughed our heads off!!
I grew up on a farm eating farm-raised foods. My husband; however, grew up eating out a lot and loves all types of ethnic foods. Yesterday, I fixed him a burrito for lunch…FOR YEARS, I have struggled to roll/fold/whatever a burrito correctly…we didn’t eat burritos on the farm! So yesterday, I finally succombed and stuck a toothpick in it to hold it together! I thought he’d never stop laughing!
We were eating dinner at a friend’s house. She was sharing her frustration of when her children, now grown, would leave the door on the freezer that is in the garage open. It would cause it to ice up. We continue talking and then my children come up and say that it wasn’t icy. I was horrified that they had gone and opened her freezer door! They assured me that they had not gone into the freezer. I am puzzled and my friend just starts roaring with laughter. My children thought that she meant the entire garage had iced over and they wanted to see it. Ah, maybe it was in the moment that it was funny?
I love a well landscaped yard. The problem is…I hate dirty fingernails, sweating/glistening, bright sunlight, heat and bugs. This spring I have been blessed to have a friend and fellow church member offer their landscaping skills to my yard. I am now blessed to view my front yard with bushes taller than weeds for the first time in 7 years of living in this house.
One of these days, a spiritual application will be penned to all of that, but for now, I’m just enjoying the fact that my lilacs are prettier than the dandelions!
My bosses’ wife was trying to fix their 4 year old daughter’s hair for her first dance recital and was trying very hard to get it “just right” and it was obviously taking WAY longer that her daughter thought necessary….the daughter says, “Mom…..it’s not like we’re going to be eating dinner with God and Jesus!!” :D……
I’ll share three very brief things. First, my mom invited me over for a Mary Kay party with some of her friends a couple of weeks ago. I have finally (in my 30s) developed a skin care routine, stuck with it for over two weeks, and feel so girly! Plus, my skin feels so soft now. Second, Hubby and I went to the gym Monday night (trying to be healthy and all) only to learn that it was PIZZA NIGHT, sponsored by the gym. I’m still shaking my head over that one. (And, thank the Lord, He gave me great discipline to pass by the buffet!) Finally, I went out to eat last night (to make up for the gym, you know!) and thought my drink tasted funny. The waiter TASTED it with MY straw to see what it tasted like. I’m not a total germophobe, but that was a little much for me. 🙂 Thankfully, he gave me a new drink AND a new straw!
While at a shoe store looking for inserts for my walking shoes I cam across a walking shoe from GoLite:Lava Lite. It was pricey ($115) but bought it for the EXTREME comfort. I was feeling guilty about spending so much so I went online & found the same shoe in Ibis Rose (hot pink), only 1 in my size for $80.99, no tax or shipping & delivery tomorrow!!! I screamed because I knew it was a gift from Jesus 🙂
FYI: Zappos is awesome!!
My almost 3-year-old’s new catch-all phrase is, “Isn’t it tragic?!” Yep, she’s a girl.
So glad the fog is lifting :).
Hi Beth!
Last week I was telling my 6-yr-old twin boys about how there is only 1 way to get to Heaven…..and one of them said: “Yup, ya gotta die first.”
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(SO EXCITED TO SEE YOU IN CALGARY THIS WEEKEND!! I’M DRIVING DOWN FROM EDMONTON)