Friday, February 29, 2008

The blessing of being bored

I have been sort of bored with myself lately.  I think it is the weather.  I am tired of the cycle of cold, warmer--but rainy, blah and blah.   I had a thought last night--wow how lucky-- I have the luxury of being bored.  

I am provided for in so many ways.  I live a wonderful life.  My family is so fortunate. I don't have to feed a family with an empty pantry wondering what to do to make it stretch.  I am not overwhelmed with the burden of a sick child.  I am not struggling with loss or grief.  I am not unemployed and searching for a job.  

I am going to try to remember when I get sort of bored, I need to be thankful for the greatness of this life.  


Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Use the things I own--Update

I have been doing pretty good in my journey so far.  I guess 7 weeks really isn't too much of a journey, but I am trying.  I have bought no new makeup.  I did buy three shower gels that were on clearance and I had $1 off coupons.  They were practically free.  I couldn't resist. 

I have been using a lot of my stationary stash.  I am trying to write notes to people.  I love to send letters and notes, I need to make the time to do it. 

I resisted the fancy tea at Emma's but found some tea on clearance at Target.  I have my weaknesses, and one of mine is a clearance sale.

I have discovered some cool things in my stash.  I had some fabulous Bath and Body Works Cuticle Cream that has been great.  My nails look great, the true test will be in a few days when I finish it.  I need to use the stash and not buy more.





Monday, February 25, 2008

My Girls

I am so thankful for these two girls.  They are great girls.  

What are you Passionate About?

I have been reading lately about doing what you love.  Getting rid of the excess, so there is more time to do what you love.  I can't figure out exactly what my passions are anymore.  Of course,  my family.  I love my husband and girls. I also love my work. 

I am thinking more about my own personal passions.  

I love writing letters.  
I love a nice cup of tea.
I love talking.
I like to make cards.
I love recycling (seriously).
I love theology.
I love cooking new things.
I love a fire burning in a fireplace.
I love candles burning.
I love the ocean.
I love thrift stores.

I don't know what this combination of things say about who I am.  I hopefully am not a shallow, superficial person.  I strive to be the opposite of that--although I don't want to lose the core of who I am.  I don't want to do so much for others that I lose myself. 

Sunday, February 24, 2008

trash

There is a water tower construction site near my home.  When I walk/run my path goes in front of this area.  Today, I saw tons of trash near there.  I decided to go back home, get a bag and pick up some of it.  I filled a huge black trash bag!  It was mostly:  Mt. Dew bottles. beer bottles and cans, and chewing tobacco cans/tins.  It was gross and the bag leaked all over me.  I can't believe that people can leave such trash all over.  

Newspapers

I love newspapers.  I grew up everyday seeing my dad read The Post-Dispatch.  I still love it when I see a Post-Dispatch.  When I was growing up I read the "Everyday" section of the paper.  It had the advice columns and comics.  I read Funky Winkerbean and For Better or for Worse.  I had a Post-Dispatch subscription in college, in Cape Giraradeau.  I continued reading The Post-Dispatch everyday when I lived in Rolla.

I read The Huntsville Times, although it is different.  I really like the Thursday restaurant reviews and the Sunday paper.  I have todays paper on my lap right now.  People have told me I should read the articles online.  I understand that idea, so much paper is used to print newspapers. I love the feel of the paper in hands.  I like the crispness and smell of the newspaper.  It is comforting and familiar.  
I love to read newspapers when I travel.  When we were in New Orleans last Spring, I read The Times-Picayune every morning.  There were articles about the need for childcare to return to the city--many people can't work without childcare. There was an article about a man who was rebuilding his mother's home in the Ninth Ward.  The needs seemed so more personal and real to me through the Times-Picayune.  
Have a good afternoon, I am going to be curling up with The Huntsville Times.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Thrift Stores

I love thrift stores.  Most of the items you see you understand how they met this thrift store fate. When you spot something great, it makes it worth the search.  My girls also love going to thrift stores.  We have three pretty close, one is great, one is ok, and the other is usually blah.  I keep going back to the blah one, because I had one of those "great" moments there months ago.  I found a great brown leather bag for $2.  

The great one is cheap and friendly--so I am happy.  Rarely is anything more than $1.  Most of the toys the girls find are a quarter.  I don't like to go places if they aren't nice, even if it is cheap. If I feel insulted in some way I won't be back for a long time (if ever).

I had the girls chose things to donate before we went, they filled a bag.  I had a few more bags of clothes and books.  Thankfully, more always is donated than acquired on our trips.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

In Memory of Bus

While growing up in Festus, Missouri, my life was filled with interesting people.  One of those people died today, Bus McClanahan.  One would expect a man named Bus to be out of the ordinary, and he lived up to that expectation. 

As far back as my memories go, Bus and his wife Doris are there.  They always sat on the right side of the church on the back row.  My family sat on the second to last row on that side.  I can remember  him saying, "Hi-ya, Beech." to my Dad.  As a little girl, I noticed that Bus had a tattoo.  He was the only person I knew with a tattoo--a Hula Girl.  It was mysterious to me.   

I knew Bus was not well, he had cancer.  I had heard a few days ago that things had taken a turn for the worse. My dad called me today to say that Bus had died.  He was one of those special people.  There isn't one thing that I can recall to say why, he just was one of those extraordinary people. 

He will live on in my memories and in the memories of many. 

Lynnea

Yeah, she's been to church a few times

Tonight while riding in the car, Claire and Delaney are talking about their stuffed animals. Delaney asked what one dog was named, Claire answered her, "His name will be Emmanuel."


Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Presidents Day/Day off school

We had school off yesterday!  Wahoo!  I love days off even as a teacher.  I may like them more than I did as a kid.  The girls and I met Josh for lunch at Rosie's and I ran into Ross and bought this bag.  I had seen it earlier and it was still "speaking" to me.  I love it.  It's Jackie if you can't tell. It's an  Andy Warhol bag.  Love is too mild of a word to describe how much I am into this bag.

I have been really into the Kennedy family since I was in Third Grade.  The librarian at my elementary school, Ms. Breeze, told me to read Meet John F. Kennedy. I can picture it still.  It was a sort of pea green, rebound hardback.  I, even as a child, loved biographies.  This book started my years long love affair with books on the Kennedy family.  I don't come from a family of Kennedy fans.  I remember visiting Boston as a child and begging to go to the Kennedy Library.  I loved that place.  I bought reproduction JFK campaign posters and hung them on my bedroom walls.  I am sure that is some insight into my childhood mind that tells more than I realize.  

It was a wonderful day, we had our lunch with Josh.  After lunch, we were able to see friends whom we rarely visit.  Our lives and the busyness make it hard to arrange time together.  We has a wonderful afternoon together.  Leaving there, I called Josh and another friend is in town and we met up with him for dinner.  

It is great seeing and communicating with friends, there are so many people that I love, yet for one reason or another am not able to see them often.  

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Weekend Events

Today I am a bit grumpy.  I have a headache and I am not good at covering my emotions.   I am always pretty easy to read, but even more so when I am not feeling great.  

I am having one of those feelings like Max from Where the Wild Things Are.  I am wanting to be where I am loved most of all.  I don't know why I feel that way.  

I had a nice day yesterday, I went out for shopping and lunch.  I went to Emma's again.  I still love that place.   I had Ginger Peach Black tea this time.  It was good.   My friend I was with had Vanilla Cinnamon Tea it was really good too.  It was even better with honey.

I found Claire an Easter dress.  It is like Delaney's that I found a few weeks ago, but pink.  It seems perfect for Claire.  She loves pink.  Delaney's is a slate blue color.  Both were found at TJ Maxx for $19.99 each.  Not too bad for an Easter dress.  








Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!

I am having a great day.  I had a good day at work, and I was able to go to Delaney's school party.

Josh sent me two dozen red roses yesterday.  I have the gifts for him and the girls waiting on the dining room table.  I bought the stuff for crab melts for dinner.  Josh loves those at Lu Lu's. 

I hope you are feeling loved today!

Lynnea



Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Two hours I will never get back

Ok, I am too nice sometimes.  Two hours yesterday afternoon, I spent listening to the Kirby vacuum sales pitch.  I don't want a vacuum,  I knew I didn't but I was told hearing the pitch could help this poor guy win a contest.

Don't listen...it is always more than 15 minutes of your time.

Blah!

Thursday, February 7, 2008

What is Church?

My answer to this question came to me as I was driving this morning.  Church is community.  I guess it always has been to me.  I grew up going to Faith Baptist Church in Festus, MO.  I sometimes feel like I grew up in Faith Baptist Church.  Most of my childhood memories are centered in that church.  I loved that church.  I guess because I was loved in that church.

I was loved and supported by so many people there.  More than I can even remember.  As a baby and toddler I was loved by the women in the nursery.  One of my earliest memories is of eating Townhouse Crackers in the nursery.  They always had Townhouse Crackers in the nursery there.  These same women were around my whole life, many of them are still a part of my life.  It was a place were you grew up with people.  

New people came into my life, but there was a core group that were always there.  I think about my friend Julie.  We were friends since her birth.  She was a few months younger than me.  Our parents were in the Young Married Sunday School Class together.  We were even neighbors when we were born.  Julie and I grew up together, we were in GAs together, Youth Group together, just about everything.   

When I was a teenager, I was surrounded at school by adults from church.  Julie's dad was one of my teachers my freshmen year.  My French teacher went to my church, his wife also taught there.  I loved these people, and felt loved by them.   Looking back on this, I see how many people cared for me.  It is overwhelming.  

My mom had a great group of friends from church.  She seemed to be one of those people who had a lot of  best friends.  Two of these women had sons, so they really enjoyed doing the girl things with me.  They gave me wedding and baby showers.  They were all there cutting cake and everything else at my wedding.  These women were fixtures in my life.  It is hard to think of events where they were not there.  

I love the church, of course my childhood church, but of what I feel everyone should experience.  Love, that is what I felt in Festus, MO.  I loved church.  I loved the people there, I still love these people.  I have moved hundreds of miles away, but I wouldn't be who I am today without the love I had there.  I was encouraged, I was supported, I was told I was important, and what I thought was important---all at Faith Baptist Church in Festus, MO.  

My girls love church, I love it when they walk in a class and I hear people yell out their names.  They need to be loved, by more than just their family.  They need to be loved by the church, the community.   If you aren't loved at church--where will you feel loved? I want this for my girls.  I want them to have a community to depend on for support when they need it.  

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Tornadoes Scary Stuff

If you are ever up at 3:45 am with tornado sirens blaring, you will understand how tired I am right now.  

We are safe, our friends are safe, I am thankful for that.  It is scary to have tornadoes near.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Did you vote?

Super Tuesday... Did you remember to vote if your state had their primary?  We even had a bit of a line this morning.  

I am still not in love with any candidate.  Maybe I will find one I am happier with as the election draws near.

Friday, February 1, 2008

New Boots

Check out my cool new boots!  I have been looking for these for a few months.  I found them online at various places for $240.  
Ebay has them, they go for over $100 and then at least $16 shipping for used ones.  The new ones are $160 at least.  

I am in N. Little Rock visiting my in laws.  I went to Mc Cain Mall, and saw this color on a rack.  I thought maybe they were something similar.  I caught a glimpse of the frye tag.  I looked at the size, my size--the price was $98 with an additional 20% off.  

I got the boots I wanted.  The color, size, and style I was after.  They had one pair, my size.  I wear a really common size.  I was shocked to see them.  I wore them out of the store!  I am thrilled.  I didn't want to pay anywhere near $240 but I wanted these boots.  Hurray for me!  I found THE pair I wanted for $84 tax and all.  They are beautiful.  I am longingly gazing at them.