Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Kindness of Strangers

It is 1:oo in the morning, this may not be perfect. 

We just got back to the house.  We had a great time, but I wondered at first.  We were shown to our seats.  It was reserved seating.  Ours was terrible, a view of a wall.  I asked if there was anything better.  They showed me something worse.  Ok, so it was $5o and we couldn't see the stage at all.  I was more surprised than angry about the situation.  

Edited to add that Josh says I  was angry at first.
 
Our waiter came to take our order.  I said, isn't this the most terrible view--he agreed.  I told him I knew it wasn't his fault.  I said he was the cheerleader for us in the back.  He was trying to reassure other tables it would be ok.  He took our order--I asked for Mellow Mango Sauce.  He came back with a bottle, and two more new bottles wrapped in a to go box for me to take home.  We ate our food happily, he insisted on giving us a desert.  Yummy bread pudding that I loved.  I was over my grumpiness long before he offered me the desert or the sauce. 

I was standing away from our table trying to see the opening act.  A couple told me to sit with them.  They had a table for six and were told they would seat others with them, but they hadn't yet.  Josh and I figured we looked like calm people--and you never know what you will get in a situation like that.  We sit down, a few minutes later--it seems like they are looking to seat some others.  The other couple motioned for us to stay when we got up.  

A while into the concert, but before the main act a large table clears.  Our new buddy we were sharing a table with said we were going to take it over when it was cleared.  He had asked the waiter who was clearing it.  We pounce just in time.  We had a great table--I invited two others from the back to join us.  

The show was great, the people were great.  It is nice to be shown kindness from strangers--so I passed it on to others.  

Happy New Year 2009!

Ringing in the New Year

2009~amazing.  I can hardly believe the years have flown by so quickly.  This seems especially true of the past few years.  

I had a great 2008.  I can think of little regret or missed opportunities in this past year.  As I write this, I am watching the sunset over Mobile Bay.  It is a beautiful way to see the last sunset of 2008.  

I wish you all a very Happy New Year! 

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Happy Birthday Claire


Claire will be six on December 31.  Five has been full of adventures.  Preschool graduation, a trip to Key West, starting Kindergarten, and lots of everyday adventures.  

Claire is a combination of quiet and silly.  She has a lot to say to a few, but is often shy.  She likes things a certain way, and can be quite hard on herself.  She is kind and tenderhearted. She loves to make presents and notes.  

I love you Claire.  I am looking forward to lots of fun on your birthday.




Saturday, December 27, 2008

Outside the Box

I enjoy learning, I think that is why I am a teacher.  I wonder about going back to school.  I don't want another career, I just want to learn new things.  I think about studying Philosophy or Religion.  

I don't want to lose the passion for learning.  I need to read new ideas and experience new things.  I do not want to always do the same things.  I sometimes get too comfortable in my routine.  I want to think outside the box more often.  

Friday, December 26, 2008

Twas the day after Christmas...

We all were up early---into the car.
Six hours later---Ah, the Gulf Coast.
Lunch at Big O's, a Mahi Sandwich.

Sandcastles and Seashells--more fun to come!
I love the beach at winter (and the other three seasons too).
Hurray for my dad, who rents a house here!

We'll be here for the New Year!

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year...

I think I have heard that song more this year than ever before.  I think there may be something to that idea.  It may be that we think it is the most wonderful time, so we do all these extra special things.  

In the past week, I made my grandmother's peanut butter fudge recipe.  Delaney yesterday asked me if I could be on Food Network.  I didn't know what prompted this, so I told her probably not.  I would have to be different than the people already on TV. She said that I could make peanut butter fudge.  I smiled, and I told her--yeah, I guess I could make peanut butter fudge.  

Happy Christmas Eve to Everyone!  It is the Most Wonderful Time of the Year...

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Today, my mom would have been sixty years old.

Peace today for my father--Beecher.

Peace today for my brother--Jason.

Peace today for me--Lynnea.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Confessions on Prayer

I struggle with prayer.  Many of you know this, I am open about it.  I know I have struggled with this for at least the past five years.  I was in a Bible study that asked us to ask God for things beyond what we expect.  

I don't believe that God works that way.  Sometimes, people have terminal illnesses and it is known they are going to die.  That was the situation I was in at the time.  I knew my mom's cancer would not go away.  Thinking that I could ask God for that seemed like setting myself up for heartache.  I knew how that was going to turn out.  

I think that sometimes these Bible studies teach an odd example of who God is.  It doesn't always seem like the God I imagine or the God I feel like I have experienced.  

All this to say, I am working on prayer in 2009.


Friday, December 19, 2008

Little Drummer Boy

I am not talented in regards to music.  I honestly sing the blessing everyday with my class off key.  I realize it, but there is little I can do.  I think my lack of musical talent is at the root of my disinterest in "The Little Drummer Boy".  I thought it was a dumb Christmas song until a few years ago.  I listened to some real musicians perform it with such passion. I realized, unlike me, they understood.  We all offer different things.  We should strive to do our best.

I read this in Christian Century this week.  It is taken from a book by David James Duncan.
...the truth of our spiritual poverty gets me everytime.  The line, 'I played my best for Him pah rum pah pum pum.'  'What more can one offer, no matter how silly or bad it sounds? The line, 'Then He smiled at me pah rum pah pum pum.'  "What more can we hope for than to please...the child king?



Thursday, December 18, 2008

In my mind's eye

I would be packing up the family to go home.  Home would be 2210 West Main in Festus, Missouri.  I would walk in the front door to find my parents and brother.  Mom would be offering an endless assortment of food.  She always did that.  My dad would be added another log to the fire.  We would watch It's a Wonderful Life.  My girls would bundle up and play outside.  

This was not to be.  

I have a wonderful life, but a glimpse into my memories leaves me longing for what is missing.  


Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Niche

Josh was talking about this blog.  Wondering what my niche could be.  Card making, no--don't really do much of that anymore.  Preschool teaching, well I am not really the typical preschool teacher.  He had a few other ideas.  I don't know if I have a niche, or even if I want one.  I enjoy the randomness of posting whatever I happen to being thinking about.  

I would imagine, my most common theme is that of faith.  Issues of faith are important to me.  I can not imagine a life absent of faith.  It is at the core of who I am.  

Monday, December 15, 2008

Peace

I have been thinking about peace lately.  

Peace--the state of being, not peace the opposite of war.  I think the true essence of peace has been loss in the anti war definition.  I think because of this, I haven't really appreciated the greatness of the concept.

I struggle for peace.  I long to be at peace.  I wish for peace for those who struggle.  I can think of no greater gift than peace.  

Peace of mind, peace of spirit, Peace from within.  


Saturday, December 13, 2008

Stars and Promises

Twelve years ago on December 13, 1996, I had my first date with a boy named Josh Horton.  We had a few weeks of hanging out "not really dating", but this was our first real date.  We went to the Baptist Student Union Christmas Banquet.  On the way home that evening, Josh saw a shooting star.  He yelled out to show me, but I missed it.  

Tonight, we went to Nashville to see Peter Mayer's Stars and Promises concert.  I love this concert series.  On the way home, Josh saw a shooting star--I missed it.  Then, to my surprise, I saw one.  Josh and I kept seeing them.  

What a wonderful night--it really was an evening of Stars and Promises.



Thursday, December 11, 2008

On December 12, 2000


I became a mother.  Delaney Elizabeth joined us at 12:46 pm.  Somehow in a blink, she is eight. Happy Birthday Delaney!


Wednesday, December 10, 2008

more emotions than usual

I am tired.

I am overwhelmed. 

I am over scheduled.



All of these led me to cry at work today.  I can hide nothing, so everyone who saw me could tell I was going to or had cried.  I fear I am an ugly crier too...


Monday, December 8, 2008

Reasons Being Perfect is Overrated

I tore this out of a magazine today.  Just for fun--

Here are some of the ones I liked:

If you act like a perfect professional all time, no one will talk to you at the office holiday party.

Every happy family has a pathological liar arsonist cousin who owes them $2000.  Or some such.

No one interesting has neat handwriting.


Peaceful Chaos


I read this Friday on my way to work: Work done right can be an act of worship.

I don't really get into church sign sayings, truthfully, I am usually annoyed by them.  I read this one, and thought there might be something to that mindset.  I decided I was going to have a great day, after a week full of unusual events at work.   

It could have been a stressful day.  I was oddly peaceful in the chaos.  I happily scrubbed up a huge mess after lunch in involving blueberry yogurt and apple juice.  I had made the choice to have a good day.  I don't think that is always possible, but it does help in the little annoyances of life.  

I am a preschool teacher.  I think peaceful chaos may be the beginnings of a great day.  

Sunday, December 7, 2008

For the Beauty of the Earth

I noticed this dogwood tree in my yard this week. I had failed to notice how beautiful the red berries are in the Fall-Winter. I am sure it had been just as beautiful in the past, but something about it caught my eye this year.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Nativity

I bought this last year for my girls.  Claire was talking about wanting to get it out when we started talking about Christmas decorations.  She and Delaney are really enjoying it.  

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Grandma's House

As a child, I always traveled to Verona, Missouri to my grandparents for Christmas.  My grandparents would have a cedar tree they cut from the pasture for the Christmas Tree. Grandma had a red sled shaped box that held all the Christmas cards.  My mom and aunt would look through the cards.  

We would all snack on party mix my mom brought from home.  Grandma always had a bowl of pimento cheese spread waiting for us.  I wasn't a big fan of the cheese spread, but I loved Grandma's apple pie.  

Grandpa loved his pool table.  We had salvaged and refurbished one.  It was were a dining table would have been.  Grandpa was a carpenter and would make wooden pool cues with inlaid wood designs.  When I was visiting my dad this summer, I found one of the cues and took it home.  

Grandma had a gum drop tree that I loved.  Her tree was the only one I had ever seen like it.  I loved eating the gum drops off it.  I always left the green for last.  The purple were my favorite. After I had a home of my own, my mom bought me a gum drop tree.  

I unpacked it a few days ago.  It is waiting for me to buy some gum drops to put on the branches.  It is a reminder of those Verona, Missouri Christmases.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Interesting Point of View

Should we lower our expectations of people/places so that we are not let down?  Is apathy the true path towards a peaceful life?

At work today, I was talking about this.  It seems really sad to me.  Should we stop caring so much--that way we won't be bothered if things don't go well?

I don't think I have it in me not to care.  I hope some of you are the same.  I don't like the idea of a world of apathetic people. Let's care and teach our children to do the same.  Maybe, perhaps it will be contagious. 


Monday, December 1, 2008

Monday...

Today started um...bad.  I woke up with no voice.  None.  I couldn't find my keys.  Thankfully, I remembered where the valet key was stashed.  I found that and headed to work.  Heard some bad news there.  Ugh...what a day!

Then I started to notice the snow flakes out the window.  It went off and on all morning!  This is an event here.  The kids were all excited, why wouldn't they be? Yeah, it didn't last when it touched the ground--but it was beautiful in the sky.