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Sunday, 08 November 2009
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Say Cheese!
It's no secret that my favorite food is cheese. I still remember going around our class in First Grade and saying what our favorite food was. In fact, I still remember what some of my classmates said. My answer was, "Cheeese!" And that is still my answer. I love many foods, but nothing is quite as comforting to me as a good slice of cheese.
Check this bad boy out!
A lady from work takes orders and we all buy this cheese in horns and in bulk. I shared with a co-worker, and this was my first year to buy a half-horn of cheese. Yum! Something tells me I might need to add some prunes to my diet! (Boo--I hate prunes as much as I love cheese.)
Tuesday, 03 November 2009
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I must be a terrible teacher...
because today I had my kids make a poster about something we were talking about and I said that they should decorate it, too with pictures to help illustrate what they were writing about You know the drawings they put on...a hot dog and a wine glass. In Spanish class. (Well, maybe wine is good for Spain, but this is middle school people!) They didn't mean it bad, it's just what they decided to draw. I had to explain that probably if you're talking about Spanish you can probably pick a better food than a HOT DOG! (And I have taught these kids Spanish since second grade. What a waste of 5 years--haha!)
Monday, 02 November 2009
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Relaxing
I'm slowly getting over this illness that I've had since last week. Today was a rough day, with little sleep last night and a full day of work after sitting around for 5 straight days. And tonight I needed to make sugar skulls for work, but I ran out of the meringue powder that is used for the skulls. Turns out you can only find it in specialty bakery stores (so they say). I even ventured out to Wal-Mart, the place that I loathe with most of my being. That place really makes me feel stressed out.
I came home and mixed the sugar and ingredients and I remembered my cooking routine. I go and put on my apron and turn on my computer to listen Michael Buble. What! I know, I know. I never would have thought I would like listening to him. I've never really been someone that falls for the pretty-boys, you know those singers that exist only to make women swoon. In fact, it wasn't THAT long ago that I made fun of Michael on here because his name reminded me of Bubble.
Well, last Christmas, my aunt sent me one of his cds and surprise, surprise...I liked it. And now, I've noticed, as I did tonight, that I start to relax when I listen to him. It is really nice. Last night, I even did a little waltzing in the kitchen, while I was making some scrambled eggs. Ahh, now I'm off to sleep...YAWN.
Friday, 30 October 2009
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Have you heard about the feud between Obama and Fox News? I first heard about it today and I am incensed! I know there have been some things that Obama has been doing lately that a lot of conservatives are up in arms about, but I haven't felt too upset, until I heard about this and then looked more deeply into the words and actions on the part of Obama's administration.
I read an article on CBS about it (I haven't figured out how to embed links on this computer, sorry!), but you can read about it basically anywhere. I cannot believe how childish the president of the United States is when the media has an opinion that opposes him. Uh, hi! You're the president, welcome to criticism!
Obama is making this big deal about how Fox is an "opinion" network and not a "News" network. Fine, but so are the ones that are crazily liberal. They just happen to share Obama's opinions so they are safe from his criticism.
Last year, I read this book America, America by Ethan Canin. It was about this man who ran for president (not true, but parts were loosely based on a real-life candidate from the past) and how his campaign was so closely tied to the media because he had the money and connections to influence what they said. It really opened my eyes to the influence that candidates have over the media that write stories about them. I guess, if the politician doesn't have control over what a branch of the media is saying he gets mad and essentially boycotts them. Yeah, we see how it is.
The one good thing is it seems that Fox's ratings are actually going up because of the president's criticism. At the same time, CNN's popularity has reached an all-time low. Hopefully, Obama does not find a way to gain control over Fox News or we are really going to be in for it. Scary times, people, scary times.
Thursday, 29 October 2009
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So, I haven't been all that secretive about how difficult my life is these days. Even though it is incredibly difficult, I am also learning a great deal. I have new friends and opportunities that I hope are growing me into an even more effective witness for Jesus. Still, this year as I work, I often feel like maybe I missed it and that I'm in the wrong place. Like, maybe I should have moved on a little earlier, but now I'm stuck here with the difficulties. Before, I was having a lot of troubles hearing God's voice, and when this year turned out so difficult, it made me wonder if maybe I missed His voice telling me to move.
A few weeks ago, I bought the new Fee album. And just now, as I was preparing for PE class tomorrow, I watched the little video that came along with the album. It was about them making the album, and how they felt like God wrote the words. Even the guitarist was saying that he felt God was saying something through the parts he played on his guitar. Then, the band was talking about how even if they write the most amazing songs, the album is empty if God is not in it, for He is the one that changes lives. And they sang their song (which I love) "Glory to God Forever." They were saying none of it is worth it, if it doesn't bring glory to God.
Suddenly, it hit me. Maybe I did miss it and I'm in the wrong place. Or maybe I didn't and my job is to learn to bring God glory no matter what endeavor I am in. Even if I almost despise part of what I am doing, if I can find a way to bring God glory through it, then maybe I am not in the wrong place after all. Maybe I'm right where God wants me to be, in the midst of troubles, praising God anyway.
Wednesday, 28 October 2009
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TummyBug Chronicles
So, I stayed home sick from work today (Wednesday), and as my stomach is still going on its own personal roller-coaster ride, I called in sick for Thursday, too. Unfortunately, I slept from 8 pm Tuesday night till 6 am Wednesday morning. I laid around all day today and now even though I have a tummy in knots, the rest of me wants to be awake. It's a funny illness whatever it is, because my mind is lucid, but my body is trying to right itself from some little bug.
At first, Tuesday night, I wasn't sure if I was sick. I wasn't even sure Wednesday morning (despite the long sleep), until I tried to eat breakfast and that didn't go so well. Throughout the day, even though my mind was working fine, I noticed a few things that I think could be indicators that my body truly is sick (I have to convince myself to stay home because I feel guilty, guilty, guilty when I stay home.):
1. The fact that I will call in sick in the first place. I hate making telephone calls. It's an awful thing to do first thing in the morning. I don't like bothering my boss as she is busy busy, so if I make myself make the call, I have to feel like it's worth the dreaded part of the task.
2. If I have already gotten up and still have to go to put in lesson plans and I make myself, I must feel like it is worth all the trouble.
3. If I can watch a TV show or a movie without moving or distracting myself with something else. Rarely, do I sit through an entire TV show or movie by myself without finding something else to do--Usually I only sit still through the Office and now the new show Community. Throughout anything else, I usually have something else I am doing at the same time. Today, I watched all of Buffy, the Vampire Slayer (movie) AND Weekend at Bernie's without doing something else.
4. If I don't feel like reading a book. Rare, rare occurrence right there.
5. If I am not trying to devour all the food in sight. Today, I ate half a can of soup (not the can, but the contents), and drank gatorade. yeah, that's messed up. Normally, I would have a severe headache with only eating a half a can of soup (again, the contents not the can itself).
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On the same subject, but in a different vein, I heard the commercial for a prescription today and while listening to the commercial I heard some of the side effects:
"Possible side effects include severe abdominal pain, nausea, vomiting, diahrrea, headache..."
Hey! Who slipped Ambien into my drink! THAT'S what my problem is...haha.
Monday, 19 October 2009
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Let me sit and stew awhile
So, I did make my first stew ever yesterday. It's probably the first grown-up thing I've ever cooked. Well, I might have tried a few things when I lived at home for a year, but I'm really proud of this one. It wasn't really that hard, so maybe I shouldn't be too proud. Yesterday, I was a little leery of how it would taste (I was hoping good, or I would bemoan the money I spent on all the ingredients), but it actually turned out really good! While I was sitting and waiting for it to cook, I had some thoughts about my stew.
i was mainly thinking about how I wasn't sure if I did the right thing in the stew, because the recipe that I used called for ingredients that I don't particularly care for. For example, it called for a whole onion that I needed to slice up and throw in. I'm not a fan of onions really at all. Sometimes, I will get them on sandwiches for a little flavor, but I almost always pick them off. I almost always pick the onions out of the other food that I eat, too. I almost didn't even buy the onion, but I took the chance. Also, even though I am okay with carrots, I do not like cooked carrots very much. Something about the flavor has always made me wrinkle my nose. Nevertheless, I threw these ingredients into the pot, along with the things I do like.
I was excited about including peas. I love peas! I also had been looking forward to the potatoes since I first thought about even attempting to make stew. And of course, since it was beef stew, I got to throw in some beef! I don't eat red meat that often, so when I have it, it is a special treat.
You know, all of those ingredients were thrown in and together, they made the perfect meal. Everything turned out great! Even when I sprinkled in garlic salt (how much do I use?), and when I had no idea about broths and bouillon cubes--they still all worked together and made a delicious supper. Everything was juust right.
I got to thinking--things in life are kind of like stew. Life is full of ingredients that I don't particularly like: like people that hurt us, jobs that we don't like, being treated unfairly, and so many other things. At the same time, we get good ingredients in life, too. Like friends who take the time to listen, people who love us despite our faults, and blessings that could only be granted by our precious Lord. All these things come together and make our life. It is kind of like stew--all of the good and bad things combine and make our lives take on the perfect flavor. In the end, hopefully we'll be able to say our life was, like the stew, juust right.
Saturday, 17 October 2009
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Born-Again Birthday, 20 yrs.!
I just realized that today is my 20th birthday. 20 years of knowing Jesus as my Savior. How about a little walk down memory lane?
I have always had a sweet relationship with my Jesus. And this, more because of what He has done, than because of what I have done. As a youngster, I would lie in bed and pray every night. I talked to Jesus just like my friend and I truly believed that He was there listening. I think I talked to Him more readily then, than I do now. Then, I truly talked, now I mostly write prayers. I "officially" accepted Christ on this day 20 years ago, but in the weeks leading up to that day I prayed over and over for Jesus to come into my heart. I prayed in my heart during a revival at my church; I prayed in my heart during a children's church service, but as a part of a church, I felt like I needed to make it "official." I no longer hold the belief that someone needs to make it "official," I was just young and not sure of what I needed to do. I didn't know if it was enough to pray on my own. I wanted a definitive moment.
I was very nervous to tell someone what I wanted to do. It was after an Open House night at my school. My mom had a late night, since she had to work at school. I waited for her to come home from work and then I told her that I wanted to ask Jesus into my heart. She helped me pray and then I ran around the house, hopping up and down! I hugged my little stuffed animal Eleiye (I know, I had weird spellings for my stuffed animals), and whispered to her how happy I was.
As a young Baptist girl, I watched as most parents would kind of force (or at least, strongly encourage) their kids to be baptized soon after accepting Jesus. My parents didn't force me, though. I have always, always been thankful for that. It wasn't until almost a year later that I woke up early on a Sunday morning and felt God's prompting to follow him in baptism. In fact, as I write this I can still feel that feeling--knowing that I had something to do, but being so afraid. It was hard for me because no one knew what was up my sleeve that morning. I was very nervous. That day in Sunday School there was a cute new boy in my S.S. class. I knew that in the church service that morning I would walk forward to tell the church that I wanted to be baptized, and I was a little nervous because I was worried about what the boy would think. During the invitation, even though the cute boy was sitting right behind me, I told my parents that I wanted to go forward to be baptized. I propelled my shaky legs forward, and I made it! That morning the invitation hymn was "Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus." It has always been my favorite because of that. I have always looked at that act of following Jesus in baptism, as the first time that I followed God's voice.
After that, I started facing challenges in my walk, challenges like: standing up for being a Christian at school; doing the right thing, even when classmates did the wrong thing; not being ashamed of Jesus, and so many more. It was not easy, but I believed then as I do now, that those challenges would only make me better. And here we are, we have made it--20 yrs. My Jesus and me. I would not trade this life for anything. It is a gift. A precious, precious gift.
Friday, 16 October 2009
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Of vampires and salesmen
Today, oh today. For me, there is not a good day without a fiasco of some type. Today started out fantastic. I put on two of the layering tees that I got yesterday. I loved the green color that matched my eyes. The sun was shining and the south wind was warming my bones. And I drove off towards lunch--my secret lunch place was my destination. Oh, I love driving when the sun is shining. My car is fast and I have a sun-roof, so sunny days are fantastic. I arrived at my lunch destination--a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant. My favorite kind. Especially when it tastes good.
Well, maybe it wasn't SO hole-in-the-wall (even though I had troubles finding it in the wall), because it was BUSY! I ordered and waited on a couch for my order to come up. Then, a big table left, so I went to grab a table to sit at. There was this other lady, who I thought was by herself and there weren't enough tables for her, so I offered to share my table with her. It turned out to be really fun, even though she wasn't really by herself. This lady was at least in her 60s and she had a gentleman with her (boyfriend? not husband, not sure). It turned out that the lady went to the same college that I went to, so we swapped stories, and the man used to live here so he was asking questions about my school. The lady's order was really slow, even though the man and I were already enjoying our treats. The lady went up to check on her order and while she was at the counter, she bought me a little garlic treat for later in the afternoon.
As I finished up, I thanked the lady for the treat and told her how nice it was to meet her. I grabbed the garlic treats contained in styrofoam and walked to the counter to get a refill on my drink. I hear this other lady say, "She's spilling all over." I look up and lock eyes with her college-aged daughter. Yes, the mother was talking about me. The garlic sauce was spilling out of the styrofoam ALL over myself. By the time I looked down, I had a spot on my stomach the size of a softball. A softball-sized garlic/grease stain. On my new shirt. Faantastic. It smelled great, too.
Off to the furniture store to check out sofas. I arrived at the furniture store with a classy-looking stain on my stomach, and the man at the front said, "Anything I can help you with?" "No, I'm just looking." "Okay, I don't want to bother you, let me know if you need anything." Did I see him turn up his nose? "Ahh, the foolproof method for repelling furniture salesmen, and vampires" I thought. "Dousing yourself in garlic."
With all of that free time to actually look at the furniture (as opposed to deflecting salesmen), I think I have picked out a new sofa, if I can find a way to get rid of my current sofa. And when I return to the furniture store, I think I'll spritz a little garlic on my neck. Hey, who knows, maybe I'll get a discount!
Wednesday, 14 October 2009
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Well, this year, there are some days in which being a teacher is really stinky. But today is not one of them. Because today, I had a day off! Most people in the area didn't have today off, so it is fun to be out and about while everybody else is working hard. In fifth grade, my family lived in town for just one year. That year, when I got sick and had to stay home from school, I liked being home because everybody else was driving around when I normally would have been in school. Sometimes, I dream of having a job where you just drive around town all day (like UPS or something) because I think it would be fun to be out in the town while everybody else is "working."
Anyway, I went on a lot of adventures today and it was fun! First, I went to the movie Julie and Julia. It was pretty fun. The only problem with the movie is that it is about cooking, so I was glad that I had popcorn or I think I would have been REALLY hungry! One of my favorite actresses is Amy Adams and I liked the parts where Julia was in the movie. She and her husband had a cute relationship. I liked how Julia didn't get married until she was 40. It gave me hope--At the rate I'm going, I will probably be 40 before I get married...hehe. I also liked how Julia was looking for something to learn and when she decided on cooking, she threw herself into it.
After the movie, I bought a couple of fun things. I have been wanting to buy a crock pot lately and I found one on Target's website last night. So, after watching Julia Child and since I was close to Target I stopped by. At first, I couldn't find the crock pot that I wanted, but then I thought to look on an end-cap and there it was--ON SALE! I'm a little apprehensive about leaving it on all day while I am at work, but I'm thinking about trying it later this week when I will be around to check on it. I'm thinking of cooking beef stew first. MMM!
I also bought this strainer that you put over over the sink. I thought this would be good after my noodle fiasco last fall!
I ran across this bag that was just soo cute! I thought that it would make a good carry-on, so I stopped by and checked it out. I have also been having troubles with the muscle that I pulled in my neck/shoulder last year. One problem is carrying things into work (I always have so many books and papers and I have to walk a long ways in the morning just to sign in [someone commented the other night about our nice, blue-collar job]), so I might try to use this bag at work, too. We'll see.
(it is crooked and I am using a different computer/I don't know how to turn it right-side up) (And that "junk" is all of my souvenirs from Japan, I just brought them home from school and the people from Japan are coming next week.)
Finally, I stopped off at Barnes and Noble who, it turns out, is having Educators' Week. So I bought Interview with the Vampire, which I have been wanting to read, so what better time than Halloween!?
I think I might settle in for a nice read tonight and NOT plan what I'm doing for PE tomorrow--because I don't HAVE to. Nice.
Saturday, 10 October 2009
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Boomerang Blessings
It's kind of a simple thing, really. It is one of those things that you say to people, but don't fully understand until you experience it. That if you obey Christ, you are really the one that receives the blessing. And I have experienced it before, but I so often forget how wonderful his blessings are. Not just receiving objects or desires, but receiving that pat on the head; like Jesus is saying, "Well, done!" And it's kind of like a boomerang, cause you do something to bring a blessing to someone else, but the blessing ends up returning to you!
I've gone back to volunteering over the past few months. Whenever I volunteer to do things, it usually becomes a struggle for me rather quickly. One or two sessions in and making myself return becomes a struggle. A lot of times, I will feel really tired before I am supposed to volunteer. I will feel like I just want to stay home. I will think of all the other "fun" things that I could do. If I am on my game, I will realize what's going on and heave myself off the couch and into action. The times when it is hardest to heave into motion, are often the times when I reap the greatest blessing.
This weekend, I met this wonderful woman who was a little bit down on her luck. I actually met her a month ago, but I didn't really get to talk to her much that night. I remembered her this month and I sat and visited with her. I learned some of the struggles that she is dealing with. Some of them seemed fairly minor, but others were the struggles of a road-weary mother.
I worked really hard at listening to the lady tell me about her life. I once told one of my friends (who has a degree in counseling) about how I want to help people, but a lot of times I feel like I want to show that I identify with their story by adding how I've gone through something similar (in fact, I've probably done that to you, if I've talked to you in person!). But my friend told me that you don't have to show that you identify with someone to be a good counselor, most people just want someone to listen to them. I worked on it with that lady. I tried really hard to just listen and not share a similar story of my own. A lot of times when I listen, I am quick to jump in when someone is finished talking. But this time, I waited. And it was huge. At the end, after talking to that lady, I prayed with her and she gave me a hug as she headed off on her way. I think it was like a boomerang blessing, because even though I wanted to bring her a blessing, I was the one who left encouraged.
Everybody have a great weekend. May it be filled with blessings of your own!
Sunday, 04 October 2009
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Wow--I was just thinking about how I have been praying about the future and which direction I should take. I told my Bible study group that I was trying to decide what I should do next, and that I was praying early. They helped pray for me. So anyway, I was thinking about how I need the Lord's guidance, and I should study "the Lord is my Shepherd" in my Bible. Guess what the next Name of God is! Yahweh Roi--"The Lord is my Shepherd!" Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!
Monday, 28 September 2009
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Yahweh Tsabaoth--"Lord of Hosts"
"The Lord of Hosts." I love how God is using so many things to speak to me these days. I am so grateful for the chance to learn more and thankful for the things that I have been allowed to know.
In learning this new name, I was led to the story of David and Goliath, where "David said to the Philistine, "You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the Lord Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied." 1 Samuel 17:45.
I took that to heart, because even though I am not in a battle against Goliath, I feel like I am facing a Goliath of sorts in my life. It is like this big looming shadow to try to overcome defeat and come out victorious. There is just no way I can win this battle in my own strength, I MUST have the help of the God of the armies of Israel. This Lord that has everything at his disposal to help us.
In the midst of this study, this weekend, we talked about addictions at church. And it was not 10 minutes before I arrived at church that I was thinking about how I am almost addicted to worry. I was thinking how, when something consumes my mind, it is almost like I can't NOT think about that thing. I have gotten a ton better about worry over the years, but like this weekend, one thing will set me off and I will not really be able to function until that issue is resolved. In fact, I was considering if it was not a tool that Satan might use to disarm me? Funny, that when I arrived at church, we ended up talking about addictions and not only did we talk about it as a battle, but reference was made to that very same verse in 1 Samuel.
Finally, as I finished out the week last night, I ran across two other verse about battle that seemed to speak to what I have been learning: 2 Cor. 10:4-5; Psalm 144:1.
"The weapons we fight with are not weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine power to demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ." 2 Cor. 10:4-5.
"Praise be to the Lord my Rock,
who trains my hands for war,
my fingers for battle." Psalm 144:1
Sunday, 27 September 2009
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How He Loves Me
We sang this song last night. At the end, we changed the chorus to say, "Oh, how he loves me." It was surprisingly really hard for me to do. Something inside of me wanted to reject that phrase. Either way, it is stuck in my head this morning. Check it out, if you want.
Sunday, 20 September 2009
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"David said to the Philistine,'You come against me with spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the Lord Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied." 1 Samuel 17:45
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