Saturday, February 28, 2009

Library and Thrift Stores=Bliss

I went to the thrift store.  I had some stuff to take--goodbye black tapestry luggage set that my parents gave me for high school graduation.  You served me well, but the time has come to realize you were just taking up space.  

We went to the library.  I found some interesting books--and we found a movie that was on our Netflix queue--Who Killed the Electric Car?  Josh had wanted to watch that for a while.  I love movies that the library has for free!

Huntsville has been building a jail for years and years.  It has been filed with controversy and corruption.  I am sure it has been in the process of being built Claire's whole life. She wanted to go to Red Lobster--because we pass the jail on the way.  She wanted to see if it was finished.  That girl is so funny. 


Friday, February 27, 2009


I am in a grumpy mood today.  I didn't like aerobics last night, I feel like I am never going to get a hang of this running thing.  I get this way sometimes.  I feel like no one understands me, or how I work.  


Wednesday, February 25, 2009


Delaney has a fever.  99.2--but still a fever, and she was sent home from school today.  Don't know what tomorrow holds.  

I am really hungry for jelly filled donuts right now.  I am not the sick one, so I don't know why I am wanting comfort food.  

Monday, February 23, 2009

and the Oscar goes to...

Wow, Slumdog Millionaire was the big winner last night.  It was one of just a few of the nominated movies that Josh and I had seen.  It is a great movie.  Not a feel good movie, but a fabulous story.  

Heath Ledger won for his role in Dark Knight.  He was so good in this role, that I forgot about him.  I thought I would think so much about him and his death--that those thoughts would overshadow his acting.  He was a remarkable actor. 

Saturday, February 21, 2009

When I was 20

I was a summer missionary in NY.  It was a horrible experience.  In summary--I felt betrayed.  By the Southern Baptists Mission Board, by the NY Baptist Association--and I wrestled with the idea of God. 

In more details-- my Baptist heritage was important to me.  It defined me in a way.  I loved the church.  I knew it was my calling.  I had no doubts in my faith in God and in my Baptist way of thinking of God.  

I went off to NY State happily.   I was thrown in to an odd situation.  Odd is the only way I can describe it.  Then it happened.  I was told the mission of this church was to save--The Catholics of the area.  I focused on teaching the children there.  I worked hard.  

I was uncomfortable. I was confused.  I considered myself easy to get along with and friendly.  I was told by the person I was staying with that I had no heart for ministry.  He met with me privately and told me--God wasn't going to work through me.  I was devastated.  I had no idea he and his wife felt this way towards me.  

He asked me to give my testimony of how thing went before I left at the end of the summer.  I was honest, and admitted I had struggled--but I had learned a lot and had grown to love the children there.  I was told I was a spoiled brat,  I can still hear him telling me that.  I  had worked so hard there.  I keep on trying to do what was right by them.  I felt defeated beyond words--they considered me a failure.  They didn't even like me.  

I was happy to arrive home--the sight of the Arch out the airplane window made my heart leap.  For the first time in my life, I understood why a person would kiss the ground when they arrived home. 

I went back to college changed.  My friends didn't understand.  I doubt most of them even knew the details I mentioned here.  

My relationship with God changed--I felt through this I stripped away a lot of religion.  I found my faith in the process.  It is hard.  

I know God--and I know I am apart of God's ministry everyday.  In my own way--and not what I would have expected.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Running Shorts at Target

I am surprised how much I like the fitness clothes from Target.  I have been happy with their skorts and tanks.  I picked up a pair of running shorts.  They are awesome--very comfortable during my jog/run yesterday. 

I highly recommend them.  

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Black History Month

Black History Month--I enjoyed this post.

I am thankful for Black History Month.  My girls have learned a lot.  Delaney has shown an interest in Martin Luther King, Jr.   She talks about him though out the year.  When she was in kindergarten, they watched a movie titled, My Friend Martin.   I think it is a great learning experience, she from a young age has been taught the struggles other have faced.  Delaney wants to visit the Civil Rights Museum in Memphis.  

It is worth the trip if you happen to find yourself near by.  I went in college with a friend, and vividly remember the exhibit with the bus.  The driver tells you repeatedly to move to the back.  It made an impression on me--that lasted, now 13 years later. 

Tuesday, February 17, 2009


The bread is awesome.  I am currently making another loaf.  

Monday, February 16, 2009

Wheat Bread

I am trying out my friend Quincy's recipe for whole wheat bread. We will see if mine turns out similar.

My house is really noisy right now.  Clothes in the washer and dryer--and the bread machine mixing the dough.  

Thursday, February 12, 2009

The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people are so full of doubts.  Bertrand Russell

Friday, February 6, 2009

Crayons and Construction Paper

I have joked that I am an artist--I don't use watercolor or oils, I choose construction paper.  I can do a lot with construction paper.  I guess I am in the right field (Preschool teacher).  

I also love crayons.  My favorite of all time is cornflower blue it is different.  Try it sometime, it has a different texture.  It is waxy.  I don't prefer the shade, as much as the overall differentness of cornflower blue.  

I found a cool crayon at work one day in a box of donated stuff.  It was shrimp cocktail. It looked white.  I thought it was odd, I tested it out.  It is white, maroon, and orange mixed when you use it.  I also found a lot of gem tones in a box of cast off crayons.  There are Peridot, Amethyst, Tiger Eye--I had no idea there were so many cool crayons I had never seen.  

I read in Real Simple, an idea to relax was to keep crayons in your work drawer.  It is calming.  I would agree,  pass me the cornflower blue?  Maybe the thistle?

Tuesday, February 3, 2009


YUM!  Thank You to my friend Quincy for the wonderful wheat bread.  My whole family loved it!  I am on the lookout for a bread machine.  Anyone have one sitting around unused?  

The Day the Music Died

(CNN) -- The facts are these: Just after 1 a.m. February 3, 1959, a three-passenger Beechcraft Bonanza went down about five miles northwest of Mason City Municipal Airport, near Clear Lake, Iowa. The plane crash took the lives of the pilot, Roger Peterson, and three musicians: Charles Hardin Holley, better known as Buddy Holly, 22; Ritchie Valens (originally Valenzuela), 17; and J.P. "The Big Bopper" Richardson, 28.

The three young musicians were part of the "Winter Dance Party," a ramshackle tour that started in Wisconsin.

It has become famous, in Don McLean's "American Pie" formulation, as "the day the music died.

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they'd be happy for a while.

But February made me shiver
With every paper Id deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn't take one more step.

I cant remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.