Sunday, December 30, 2007

2007- almost over . . .

I don't feel like an old lady . . . but decades ago when I thought about me in the 21st century, I thought about someone else. An old lady. Maybe not an elderly lady, but definitely old. Ha! So it's almost 2008 and though I look my age I still feel like 'a girl'!! It's funny how things are when you're living inside your skin, and behind your eyes. Hmm. So I guess I AM still myself after all these years!

Oh, check out the sillies on my "Just for Fun" blog. (Good (clean) New Years jokes are hard to come by I've found. There are lots of Christmas funnies, though, if you scroll down -- and if you haven't read them already.) Thanks to Laura, my blog coach, you can just hit Just for Fun and you're there.

Happy New Year!

Friday, December 28, 2007

Happy 1st Birthday, Caroline Elizabeth Huffman!!!

It's Dec. 28, 2007. That means it's your FIRST birthday!! Have a wonderful one!

For those of you who don't know who this little lady is, well, she is my great niece. . . the granddaughter of my dear twin, Peggy. Peggy passed away in 1989. . . so she is not here to play with, care for, and know little Caroline. ('Course I don't know what people can know in heaven.) Anyway, the dearest lady in the world, though, Robin Palmer Jones, can and does play with, help care for, and know little sweetie-baby. She is really Caroline's grandmother. And the mother who raised my niece and nephew since they were little bitty.

Hats off to Grandmother Robin - who goes by Ra Ra. (spelling?), and Papa -- Emory. And John and Elizabeth, Caroline's parents, and Caetyn, and Cap and Lindsey, Caroline's 2 aunts and uncle - on the Jones' side. They're down in San Antonio celebrating!!!!

Happy birthday, sweet girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-edit -- OH! I didn't give credit to the wonderful Huffman family - Caroline's grandparents, etc., on John's side. I couldn't have asked for better in-laws for my dear niece. !!!!!!!

Thursday, December 27, 2007

My ICE review . . .

Today my mother, my daughter and I went to ICE at the Gaylord Texan in Grapevine. If it’s called something more than ICE I don’t know. Anyway, in a previous post I balked at the price of the tickets ($20) to see it, or I should say, ‘experience it’. I think I’m still balking, but only a little. Actually it was quite impressive. . . and unlike anything I’ve ever done. First we put on these heavy coats to wear during our walk through it. As we’re getting ready to go in I say something to a worker about how they must always be cold, working there like that. She said, ‘yes, they keep it at 9 degrees in there. I could hardly believe it. 9 degrees!! Then when we were in there it FELT like 9 degrees. Fortunately there was no wind chill factor!
There were some beautiful ice sculptures. The first room was a Santa motif, the second was a nativitiy scene with a huge beautiful angel, and the third room was filled with darling penguins, and 2 slides that people could go down (we didn’t). Everything was made in ice. And yes it was pretty impressive.
I don’t know if I’ll go next year, though. Well, unless they charge about $12, or less.

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

So that was Christmas...

It’s over.
The house is a mess.
I’m still in my robe.
I may stay in my robe all day. Now that is nice. . . the fact that I can. mm.
And while I do I’ll be smiling - thinking about the wonderful day yesterday. It was wonderful. Emotional, yes, without my dear dad who died Dec. 30 of last year. Thoughts of him, and memories filled the day, but that helped make it wonderful.
We had our traditional Carmack breakfast that Sam cooked. That was after the stockings were emptied and the gifts were opened.
Then the afternoon to enjoy the gifts and the down time. Then around 4:15 we started getting ready for Christmas dinner. W and L made the dressing (the one with fritos I made for Thanksgiving), and we put in the chicken, cooked the broccoli cheese dish, Grandmother brought her fruit salad - that makes us always think of Cap ---- and at 6-iish we ate it all. Yum.
Did I say YUM?

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Here we go ....

To help celebrate the last remnants of Christmas I've included a zany picture that I just found out how to take.
AND I've included a link to my favorite daughter's blog.
Here's my favorite son's, too.
Merry rest-of-Christmas!

Christmas morning . . .

Santa just finished filling the stockings. He used to do it late at night, but now that the chil'n stay up late he gets up early and fills them. And it's really nice. The house is quiet. And he can enjoy the quiet, which he is doing right now.

Last night we went to Bear Valley and enjoyed 'A Night in Bethlehem' service. It was awesome. Will, Laura and I sang in the 'choir', leading the crowd in Christmas carols. Fun.
Then we came home, Mother came over and joined us as we ate some snack supper - with hot spiced cider, then yummy Christmas treats for dessert. Then we piled up in the car and drove around to see Christmas lights. So Fun. We went through a "Texas Christmas" neighborhood in Bedford. Laura showed us where that was. So very, very cute.

Sunday, December 23, 2007

I should have called . . .

I thought about it, but I didn't do it. . . . call the Star Telegram and tell them about the Christmas village in the Lonestar Antique Mall Tea Room. It has two trains running through it . . . and it has Elvis' Graceland, and an Ace Hardware shop, a McDonald's, a whole Grinch type village in it, and a Habitat for Humanity house being worked on. And a whole lot more. I really should have called the newspaper to see if they would come out and do a story on it - and that it was free - FREE - to the public.

I emphasize the free part because I just got tickets for the ICE thing at the Gaylord Texan Convention Center and Resort. My mother, daughter and I are going this Thursday, Dec. 27, at 1:30. It will not be a cheap outing. $20 a ticket!!!! That does not include any food or drink. $20!!!! My dear mother had been wanting to go and I said, "Yes, let's!" I thought we'd just go the Gaylord Texan and eat there and see it while we were there. I did not know you had to PAY to see it. Oh well, I thought. I can put out five bucks or so for this. And then I saw the price of the tickets! --- When I told Sam he was aghast (interesting word). He thought that surely that included a meal. We had been to the Gaylord Texan and we both knew that it would have had to have been a small meal, but a meal nonetheless. Well, no meal. What with tax, our seeing the ice sculptures will cost about $65! It better be good!!!

On a merrier note, Christmas is in 2 days!
I'm ready.

Oh, that village at Lonestar that can be seen FREE - is a MINIATURE village.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Christmas carols . . .

I assume people know things that I know. Right now I’m thinking of Christmas carols. As I was playing in the tea room yesterday a young mother and her little girl came over to watch me as I played. (That’s always an interesting happening.) They came over so the little girl could see me as I finished playing “Jingle Bells”. Prior to that I had played other children’s Christmas songs, “Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer”, “Santa Claus is coming to Town”, and “Frosty, the Snowman”. I thought, hmm, I should play yet another children’s song. I asked the mother if they knew “Away in a Manger”. She said, no, they weren’t familiar with that one. I began playing it and the young mother said she recognized it a little and she tried humming along.

Another time I played “O Holy Night” and when I finished and was going on the the next song, a young woman of about 20 came over and asked me the name of that ‘sad song’ I had just finished playing. She really liked it and said she had never heard it. When I told her it was “O Holy Night” she said something like, “Oh, well I really liked it.”

Both of these instances had me dropping my jaw (fortunately not visibly). I must be out of touch with the world today. I thought everyone knew those songs. . . and I find it very sad that they do not.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Random thoughts . . .

I’m thinking . . .
Alan Keyes is weird. I used to like thim. Now I think he’s a helium-talking wacko. (That may be a little harsh.)
Mike Huckabee MAY be a real presidential contender. The jury is really still out on that, though.
Mitt Romney has seemed to flip flop on so many issues. That’s not too impressive. Also, I just learned that he went to the president of the Mormon church, Gordon Hinckley, to see if he ought to run for president.
I am definitely for a woman president. But NOT for Hillary Clinton. NOT NOT NOT.
Julie Zuefeldt is a FANTASTIC speaker, and a GREAT PERSON all around. I'm a big fan. Hmm. Maybe SHE should run for president?

If you haven't done my survey on my "Just for Fun" blog, please do it! And read the jokes, etc., especially if you're needing a chuckle. -- It's under my Friends and Family section - lower left of here.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Check out . . .

Check out my survey on "Just for Fun" -- which is listed on the lower left - under 'Friends and Family'. Also enjoy the jokes.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Spider bites . . .

I had some spider bites but now they're better. I noticed them about 2 weeks ago.
I had 1 bite on my neck (right side), 2 bites on the outer part of my right ear, 3 bites where my neck and ear meet, 3 bites on my head, and 1 bite on my chin (lower right corner). At least Sam and I are thinking they were spider bites. They were definitely some kind of bite. They didn't itch, they just hurt (kind of a burning sensation). In two of the places (chin and ear) there are scabs.
I'm telling you this now because, well, I wanted to write something on this blog. Bored, I guess. . . and that's what I was thinking about . And I had forgotten to tell you about it.
So now you know.
And yes, the spider must have been in my bed. I usually sleep on my right side, so I guess that critter just crawled right up and started biting.


P. S. Don't forget to go to my' Just for Fun' blog ---on the left listed under 'Friends and Family'. It has some Christmas humor that I like.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

She's back!

No more days TLCH. She's home!!!!!!

It was an ordeal at the airport today - took A LOT longer for her to go through customs than anticipated (her traveling companion and friend, Hunter, lost his baggage (BOTH pieces) which caused the delay) - but oh, was it good to see her. We'd made big signs and then we were screaming and hugging, and well, we would have made a scene - but since we were the only ones left at the airport (well, not totally) it wasn't much of a scene.

Anyway, Laura and Will and Bailey and Allison (who were the gang at the airport) went to Echo, the 18-20 something church group meeting. The house is quiet again. But it won't be for long. And I'm so glad. I love having W&L's friends hanging out here. Everyone's home from college - and Italy- so they can join Will and Bailey at the Carmacks'. Life is sweet.

P.S. I just found that I sold a very nice corner cabinet in my booth at the antique mall. That feels really good.
Not as good as Laura being home, though.

Saturday, December 15, 2007


One day TLCH!

Here's my thought - it's just one thought - but it is not short:
Every year at this time I think of my first Christmas. Not in 1952, but in 1970, the year I graduated from high school. I had been to a Christian weekend retreat the preceding spring in Weslaco, Texas. Prior to that I had struggled with my faith. It seemed foolish to believe in Jesus as I’d been taught. I mean, you couldn’t see him. And some folks didn’t believe him, so why should I? And yet, I could NOT not. There is a definite misery in doubt. At least there was for me. But at that retreat I remember surrendering. That’s really what it was . . . a giving in. Long story short, my life changed.

I remember being at my Grandmother Jennie’s house that Christmas in Kaufman, Texas. I remember thinking, everything is the same, and yet everything is different. . . for me.

Rather than write more about it, I’ll just copy and paste the words to the song I wrote about it. It’s a shameless plug I know . . but I so believe these words were inspired:

“My First Christmas”

We hang the tinsel on the tree
And mail the cards to friends and family
We do the things that we have done before
But this year Christmas means so much more

This is my first Christmas since I decided to believe
This is my first Christmas since I decided to receive
The greatest gift from heaven and that the world will ever know
When God gave Jesus . . . on that first Christmas . . . long ago.

I love the carols now for what they mean
And my heart swells when I see the manger scene
This year Christmas is different than it was
This year Christmas means more because. . .

This is my first Christmas since I decided to believe
This is my first Christmas since I decided to receive
The greatest gift from heaven and that the world will ever know
When God gave Jesus . . . on that first Christmas . . . long ago.

Friday, December 14, 2007


Take my survey - at the left of this post.
Do it!

2 days left . . .

Yes, there are just 2 days left TLCH!!
Day after tomorrow!

Two things I think:
1) It's hard to think profound thoughts sometimes. . . . I'm trying . . .
2) jungle Red nail polish by Estee Lauder is fun to wear for the holidays.

It was easy to think the second thought.

Thursday, December 13, 2007


Threeeeeeeee days TLCH!
I am so excited.

Here are 3 random thoughts:
1) Oklahoma City has ice everywhere, but we're good board members. We made it up here. . . ah, but we'll leave early tomorrow afternoon because more bad weather is coming.
2) I may not have presents wrapped under the tree, but I do have presents bought. Just so you know. (Don't go looking for them.)
3) There is a madness about Christmas time, but I've gotten to where I kind of like it. And I certainly like the fact that it celebrates Christ's birth. He changed history . . . in case you didn't know. . . and he so changed my life. Before he did that I was, well, a witch with a capital B. (I know, you didn't expect me to say that. Seriously, my sister used to tell me that I didn't have a nice thing to say about anybody. She was right. Christ indeed changed my heart. Oh my.)

Tomorrow I'll have 2 thoughts - to commemorate 2 days TLCH. Then one. Then I won't have to think. Laura will be here and she can think for me.
I'm tired again. . . and getting silly.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

The Big Four . . .

4 days TLCH*!!!

4 random things I’ve discovered:
1) Red Hot and Blue’s onion rings are the best onion rings I’ve ever tasted.
2) Cottage Care is really one of the best maid services in the world And it is a wonderful thing that I can have them come every now and then to clean my house. (There is NOTHING like coming home to a clean house.)
3) Ken Follett is a really good fiction suspense writer, though he uses the ‘f’ word every now and then. Good grief. I wish he wouldn’t do that.
4) I used to like Karen Carpenter's voice so much. Now I hear it and I think it is too syrupy sweet. I guess we all evolve. (I was very sad when she died so young years ago.)

Have a great day.

*Till Laura Comes Home

Tuesday, December 11, 2007


5 days TLCH.

5 things I've learned this week:
1) our auto mechanic tells people to never buy a Volkswagen. Hmm. He said people are always bringing them in to get worked on. They need so much maintenance and are always having problems. Also the Volkswagen place is the only place where the oil can be changed. --- Rats. I liked Volkswagens.
2) one should never leave a car with a sun roof parked for a long period of time under tree branches. Somehow the leaves end up in a part of the sun roof and then, well, something happens that can - long story short - ruin the computer in the car. Live and learn.
3) the movie THE GOLDEN COMPASS did not do as well this weekend as its producers thought it would. I have yet to hear from someone other than a paid critic how it was.
4) those Jimmy Dean ‘fully cooked’ sausage patties that you zap in the microwave aren’t nearly as tasty as the ones you cook yourself. Oh, and Owens sausage is the BEST. (My dear dad would never eat anything but Owens.)
5) those Salvation Army people who ring the bells to get donations ARE paid. I had thought they were just volunteers. (And I think it’s great that they’re paid, by the way.)

Monday, December 10, 2007

Third blog?

I just started a third blog - on this, my day off. I've listed it in my Family and Friends column on the left. I know you're busy, but when you get a chance check it out. It's called "Why Not Believe?"


6 days TLCH!

Well, my monster week is over and today I'm 'off'. Feels good.
And it's very cold outside. So it's good that I'm inside.
Starting sentences with 'And' and 'So' kind of go against my credentials of an English degree and being an English teacher for four years before I married. Yeah. Most people go through their rebellion when they're in their teens. I waited till I was over the hill.

So what's new? Well, I found out last week that I'm going to be the great aunt to a precious little boy who was born in Viet Nam last July. His new parents, Jennifer and Ryan Tompkins, are opening up their home to him, so he can have a chance at life. What a blessed fella he is. They will go get him in about 4 months I think. The link to their blog is You can read about it all - and see his picture there. You'll want to pinch his cheeks but you can't. It's just a picture.

What else is new? Tomorrow Rob, Caroline, April, Lee and lots more people from Bear Valley will leave for India. They'll be working with an orphanage for aids victims there. (I think that's right.) Pray for them . . . for safety, good health, and of course, effectiveness in their mission.

Have a good day.

Sunday, December 9, 2007

One week from today . . .

. . . Laura will be home. . . and we'll be ready. No surprise party - she'll be too exhausted for that - but we'll have a relaxed celebration (oxymoron?) , as we walk her upstairs to her room - that still hasn't been remodeled -- so she can go to sleep. Or we might escort her to the den when she can watch tivoed 'The Office'. . . or . . . whatever. It will be HER DAY. The next morning bright and early we'll start cooking and cleaning, running errands, and doing all the other chores that I've waited till she got home to have her do. . . you know, so she'll feel at home. jus kidn.

As for me, right now I'm dead tired. Yesterday Sam and I traveled to and from OK City for the bank Christmas party, where I played my little keyboard. Today I go to the Diamond Oaks Country Club in Haltom City for a North Richland Hills Baptist Church Sunday School department Christmas party. I'm taking my trusty keyboard with amp and will play background music, then accompany a soloist giving a mini-concert. It should be fun. . . but I will be so glad when it will be over. It will mean that my monster week - which really HAS been fun, albeit tiring - is over. I will probably get in my car and go get something really unhealthy to eat- to celebrate. . . like peanut m&ms and a diet coke. (I'm planning my evening.) Then I will get home, get comfortable and go to bed - till Tuesday. Really. I've decided to declare Monday off. I know you might be jealous . . . would that you could declare a day off. Must be nice, huh? Well, I do live a dream life, remember. Someone's got to live it. I was happy to oblige. Happy. Happy.

I'm getting silly. That tells me that I am VERY tired.

One week TLCH . . . just writing that perks me up.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Friday, December 7, 2007

Huckabee . . .

Huckabee is surprising everyone. He really MAY be a contender for the presidency. That is amazing. And so exciting if you ask me. And you don't have to ask me. . . this is MY blog!

TEN . . .

Ten days TLCH*!!! (including today)

The party's over . . . and it was so fun, if I do say so. There were 24 people in all, all decked out in their Christmas attire. The food from La Hacienda Ranch was incredible. The Sneaky Santa game was great. I got a large scented candle, Circle E Candles 'Bird of Paradise' scent, which I was told is their most popular scent. I'm burning it now. Oh my. Very nice. Sam got some tools and Will got some tools, also (after stealing them). They were all wowed by our house, particularly our bathroom. Some said they were going to come back with their towels and 'go for a bath'! I told them to call first.

That's my report.
Have a good day.

*Till Laura Comes Home

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Eleven days . . .

Eleven days - that's if you count today, TLCH*. And, of course, today COUNTS! It's a beautiful day! I'm hosting a big party tonight - and I have my tables set. I have my pitchers for tea - sweet and unsweet - out. I have my house relatively clean. I have my paper towels in the bathroom so everyone won't share their germs on my pretty Christmas towels. They can just look at them. And I'm taking a break right now. (I LOVE BREAKS.) Pretty soon I'll get go get some cookies for dessert. I would bake them myself but I don't want people to get used to that sort of thing. I ought to get some pralines because that's what's good after Mexican food. Well, they must be. Pralines are always sold at the registers at Mexican restaurants. (And I love a good praline.) Did I tell you La Hacienda Ranch is catering? Oh my. We'll be stuffed tonight. Oh, after we eat we have that Sneaky Santa thing - whatever you call it - where you draws numbers, pick a gift, and then someone can steal it from you. Talk about fun -- and stealing at the same time!

Break time's up.
Have a great day.

*Till Laura Comes Home.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Twelve Days

I'm not singing "The Twelve Days of Christmas".
I'm singing, "The Twelve Days till Laura --- Comes Home."
I can't wait.

Well, I'll have to for twelve days.
Tomorrow it will be eleven.

Good thing I'm busy this week.

Monday, December 3, 2007

Some other stuff . . .

Hillary is starting 'the fun' - of attacking Obama. And this may be her downfall.

The people have spoken: Chavez in Venezuela will NOT be president for life. Hurray.

Rob Bell made the CNN website. (I was going to delete my bookmark of CNN, I'm glad I hadn't YET.) (Actually he didn't MAKE the website. He's ON the website.)

The Dixie Chicks' Natalie Maines (who I think is the absolute LEAST talented of the trio (the sisters I think ARE talented)) is making news again. She's urging folks to give money to 3 convicted murderers in Arkansas- for their appeal, or something. Actually it might be a good thing she's doing. Who knows.

This Is The Week That Will Be

Decades ago there was a TV show called "That Was The Week That Was". It was a cute look at the past week and included a cute commentary on one or two of the happenings. Well, I'm looking forward with my week - next week I'll look backwards - and am not feeling too 'cute' about the coming days. It will be one of those monster weeks. My writing about it here, hopefully, will help me get it in perspective.

I have four 'gigs' this week - where I go and play Christmas music for Christmas parties. One of those parties I will be singing as well as playing, which ups the stress level considerably (though, I do love the singing part, while I'm doing it). It happened that I got these 'gigs' because I play at the Lonestar Tea Room, and last summer folks 'booked' me way in advance to play at their holiday parties. Lo and behold all of the parties happen to happen in the same week. At the time (last summer) I just smiled and thought, "Whoa, the first week of December will be busy for me."

Well, now it's the first week of December.

Okay, not only do I have these gigs, but I also am hosting the Lonestar (mall and tea room) Christmas party Thursday night here at my house. 26 folks will be in attendance. Fortunately we're having it catered by La Hacienda Ranch (mm), so I won't be cooking. (or paying, Lonestar is footing the bill.) Why did I do this to myself on this busy week? Well, at the time I booked it I thought, no big deal. it will be catered, and I've been telling these folks that I got my house remodeled and they need to come see it, etc, so why not do it Dec. 6? (Note to self: next year remember this year and don't do it again.)

Also I'm taking my Mother to Canton Wednesday for her annual Christmas bridge party. I really - REALLY - want to do this - even though this is a wild week. Actually I kind of want to do this BECAUSE this is a wild week. Getting away for several hours - from what I could be doing here - is a certain therapy for me. Or you could call it an escape. Anyway, while Mother is playing bridge with her good friends I'll be shopping around Canton, and just well, being by myself... which I love. For lunch I'll be eating with the bridge ladies. Fun and yum. Oh, and just so you know, Mother did not ask me to take her. She knew I was busy this week. I was the one who brought it up and wanted to do it. In fact, I insisted.

Hmm. What else? Nothing?

So the week's not so bad. In fact, it sounds exciting. And just writing about it makes it seem manageable. And to think, I don't have finals to study for, and I don't have little children (however darling) to lug around. And for sure, I DO have a big, beautiful home (in my opinion) to share with folks, and I do have a certain talent to share with folks (I've finally quit saying, 'it's nothing.'). Wow. I AM blessed.
Blessed beyond measure.

Now what was I complaining about?

Saturday, December 1, 2007

No brag, just fact . . .

My son has an INCREDIBLE talent in music. I can hear him playing the banjo right now, and my jaw is dropping. Also, he’s been playing keyboard Sunday mornings at our church. Sometimes he plays guitar or banjo there also. When he was just a young thing I had no idea of his gift. Goes to show ya - ya never know what lies beneath a lovable face.

My daughter has more hutzpah than most folks I know. On her own she did everything one has to do to study in Italy. . . and now she’s there - been there since August. And this summer, if all goes as she would like, she will work in a museum in Connecticut. Lo and behold she’s done all the stuff that she has needed to apply for that position. (I didn’t even know about that position.) ('Course she may decide to do something else. But the world is her oyster. (I'm thinking that is a good expression?)

Oh and my husband knows how to do most anything. Example: he always knows WAY more about the computer (particularly Macs, but even PCs) than the guys that sell them. Me- I can barely do this blog-thing.

Speaking of me, I rearranged my booth in my antique mall. I didn’t add anything new, well, except a little bit of Christmas stuff, but that was a few weeks ago. Anyway, I started selling lots more things! I overheard one customer say, ‘”Oh, she’s got a bunch of new stuff!” I just smiled.

No brag, just fact.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Speaking of Landry . . .

Right now I'm at my mother's house and the Cowboys are beating the Packers 27-10 ((2nd quarter). Man, it is so great to have the Cowboys back being great again. It reminds me of the old days when Tom Landry was their coach.

Speaking of Landry, which I try to do often, Mother and I were in his hometown two weeks ago. Oh, did I tell you that THAT is MY hometown, too? Oh yes. We saw this huge mural-type thing on a wall in downtown Mission, Texas. It told the story in pictures of Landry's life. Mother and I were both proud!! Did you know that Landry came to Mission High School (his alma mater, of course) for years and years to tell about his life and about his Christian faith. I heard him back in 1969. He would come back every three years. That way, every Mission High School student got to see and hear him. Now, of course, he's in heaven. . . and if he knows about Tony Romo and gang and how well they're doing, I bet he's nodding his head and smiling. Being very dignified, of course.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

6 things I now know . . .

1) Baylor has hired a new coach already. Art Briles from University of Houston. I hope he's good. What happened to Singletary?

2) Huckabee is doing really well in the polls. I'm surprised . . . and pretty excited.

3) Right this very minute, in the CNN/YouTube Republican debate Guiliani is accusing Romney of hiring illegal immigrants working in his mansion. Interesting. I think we'll hear more about that tomorrow. (Personally, I do NOT have a problem with hiring illegal immigrants. I have a reason for saying that but won't go into it here.)

4) It looks like Bill Clinton might be hurting his wife's prospects for the White House. Fine with me.

5) Anderson Cooper, the CNN/YouTube Republican debate moderator (and CNN commentator), is the son of the famous Gloria Vanderbilt. I think that's interesting. Not that it means anything. It's just interesting.

6) "Frank TV" is really funny. It's on TBS. I saw a preview of it after a Seinfeld rerun and thought it looked great. I tivoed it - and Sam and I really liked it. It's on at 10 pm CST Tuesday nights on TBS. or WTBS (?). Anyway it's funny. It stars Frank Caliendo, a great impersonator.

That's just some stuff. Maybe you knew it. Maybe you didn't. Whatever. I wanted to say it.
..... AND I COULD!!! (These blog-things are great!)

Monday, November 26, 2007

Random thoughts . . .

1) I have a love/hate relationship with Christmas decorating. Everything is up but the lights and ornaments on the tree. What is with this tree? The lights came with it - on it. Now more than half don't work. Grr.

2) I haven't washed my hair since last Wednesday. This is Monday! It reminds me of when I was growing up and I would wash my hair just on Saturdays. Fortunately it was EVERY Saturday.

3) Gala apples are so much tastier than all the rest.

4) Yesterday I took the complete day off. Well, I had hurt my wrist and I was using that as an excuse for not finishing the decorating, and washing my hair, and even going to church. That last part did affect me. I missed church. I mean i really missed it. My husband went to church. I stayed here. And as soon as he left I kind of wished I were going, too. But I was so not ready. My church is casual, but I don't think anyone has shown up with pajamas on, and with really filthy hair. If someone were to have I do believe everyone would have been friendly. And the glory of this church is that it would have been an authentic friendliness.
That church is Bear Valley, by the way. And I used to be there every time the doors were unlocked, being the ever present pastor's wife. Now, my husband is no longer pastor there, but we're still kind of members. . . but we're not expected to be there all the time. . . which has its own wonderfulness about it - a kind of SUPREME GRACE - that someone like me needs. Anyway, I stayed home and missed church. . . and felt its absence. There IS something about the saying, 'absence makes the heart grow fonder.'

So I had 4 random thoughts. Some short some long. I have many more, but I will spare you.
The tree is calling . . .
Hmm. . . who made the rules that says you HAVE to decorate the tree? Hmm?

Saturday, November 24, 2007

I hear the rain . . .

I'm feeling cozy now. Just the word 'cozy' is delightful to me. i'm sitting here in the living room in a total mess, but I'm feeling a total bliss. I got my hot coffee in and my warm robe on and Sam is still sleeping. The house is quiet. All I hear is the rain, and my typing fingers. Life is good.

I started putting the Christmas stuff out yesterday, but had to take a break for night time. Now it's morning time and no little fairy came in in the night and finished the job. I've tried to wiggle my nose and close my eyes, but the mess is still here. . . waiting. So I thought I'd write about it before I tackle it anew.

Did I say, "Life is good?"
It so is.

Friday, November 23, 2007

2 things. . .

1) I made the best cornbread dressing I have ever made! It was a recipe I got online from Judie Byrd, who started the SUPER SUPPER thing. The recipe contained a secret ingredient. I’ve never been good at keeping secrets --- the ingredient was Fritos!

2) I finally read Francine Rivers’ REDEEMING LOVE. So many of the special people in my life had told me about it that I finally got it and read it. WONDERFUL. In the middle of it I kept thinking, “I can’t believe Michael would keep going after Angel. Good grief.” But then I, well, got over my attitude and loved the book’s ending.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007


Thursday is Thanksgiving Day! Seems like it was just June or something. Would that time could be stopped or suspended somehow. Oh. I take that back. I want Dec. 16 to come quickly. That's when L. C. will be back in the house. I am so ready.

I thought about making a nice post to remind whoever reads this to not forget to give thanks this year. So, don't forget!!

Seriously, though, I think gratitude is one of the best mood changers in the world. I learned this years ago when I lived in a tiny town in southwest Oklahoma where the scenery was very lacking, but the people were the salt of the earth. Well, different things were happening in my life back then, among them a very sick sister, two very young children, a husband who was pastoring a very wonderful church, but whose wife (me) was doing everything she thought a good pastor's wife should be doing. The word 'should' is the operative word here. People pleasing is one of my maladies. Well, being a people-pleasing pastor's wife with a sick sister and 2 very young children, and a church full of people to please is kind of a recipe for stress. Really.

I had made the members of our congregation my god. . . not God. And everyone was suffering for it. Long story short, the true God got a hold of me and told me 'Enough, mm jw!' So, long story short, I got on the right track. And long story short, I started saying 'thank you' for everything. I would walk from the church to our house (just across the parking lot) and say (pray) "thank you" with every step. I mean every step. It wasn't as if I had to stress about thinking what to thank God for. I would just say, "thank you" with every single step, and by doing that I would just think of things to be thankful for. Like, air, running water, healthy kids, wonderful in-laws, good financial situation, eyesight, good husband, etc., etc. I would also thank God for the trials. The start of an old song has always helped me in this regard, "Thank You for the trials if they would bring be close to You." That's all I know of that song. I don't even know the title. Oh well. I would say 'thank you' with each step. Man, without trying I would be smiling.

So I like 'thank you's'. Of course, I like to get them, but the therapy of giving them, especially to God, is INCREDIBLE.


Monday, November 19, 2007

More thoughts on previous post...

I woke up this morning and thought about the long post I published yesterday - on Romney and Mormonism. I regret calling the LDS beliefs 'weird stuff', and demeaning their religion with other such words. Mormons value their beliefs, holding them in high, high regard - as any religious people should. By resorting to 'loaded language' I fell into the trap that I despise others for - using distasteful tactics to make a point.

I thought about writing this in a comment to my post - but decided to just make it a new post.

After this - I will get off this topic.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

In a quandary over Romney

[Warning: This is a long post - and it reflects only the views of its author.]

I'm in a quandary over Mitt Romney. I think I agree with him on all the issues. I'm having trouble with him, though, on his Mormonism. Major trouble. I've been told that one's religion should not weigh into whether he/she'd make a good person for elected office. I just don't know if I agree with that. . . in this case. You see I've done a lot of study of Mormonism and it is usually done with my jaw on the floor. How on earth could anyone seriously believe that stuff? Now I know that people have said the same thing about Christianity through the centuries. (Yes, I AM saying here that Mormonism does NOT equal Christianity.) Christianity does seem kind of weird at the outset. Well, not 'kind of'. It can seem really weird, understandably. But when one studies it - and the evidence behind it - well, it only makes sense. There have been countless atheists that have set to disprove it through the years and have ended up embracing it. Of course, it DOES take FAITH . . . but it is not a blind faith (well, maybe with some folks it is), but is is NOT a faith based upon conviction beyond a shadow of a doubt, it is a faith based on conviction beyond a reasonable doubt. That is so different. Why, there are more ancient documents concerning the New Testament than there are about Socrates, Plato and Aristotle. When I was in my twenties I studied Josh McDowell's 2 books, EVIDENCE THAT DEMANDS A VERDICT, and MORE EVIDENCE THAT DEMANDS A VERDICT. Incredible they were, and compelling.

When it comes to Mormonism I've never read of someone who has scoffed at it, then looking at the evidence embraced it. Now I have heard of people who have looked at the goodness and kindness of Mormons and embraced their faith, but that is different. And let me say, that the Mormons' goodness, and kindness, and devotion to family, etc., is (are) wonderful; indeed, an example to all of us.

But I challenge anyone to study the foundations of Mormonism, which includes, of course, Joseph Smith, the angel Moroni, Brigham Young, and others and come out with a well-informed faith.

Here are a few of their beliefs:
God was once a man like us.
God has a tangible body of flesh and bone.
God lives on a planet near the star Kolob.
God ("Heavenly Father") has at least one wife, our "Mother in Heaven," but she is so holy that we are not to discuss her nor pray to her.
Jesus was married.
We can become like God and rule over our own universe.
There are many gods, ruling over their own worlds.
Jesus and Satan ("Lucifer") are brothers, and they are our brothers - we are all spirit children of Heavenly Father
Jesus Christ was conceived by God the Father by having sex with Mary, who was temporarily his wife.
We should not pray to Jesus, nor try to feel a personal relationship with him.
The "Lord" ("Jehovah") in the Old Testament is the being named Jesus in the New Testament, but different from "God the Father" ("Elohim").
In the highest degree of the celestial kingdom some men will have more than one wife.
Before coming to this earth we lived as spirits in a "pre-existence", during which we were tested; our position in this life (whether born to Mormons or savages, or in America or Africa) is our reward or punishment for our obedience in that life.
Dark skin is a curse from God, the result of our sin, or the sin of our ancestors. If sufficiently righteous, a dark-skinned person will become light-skinned.
The Garden of Eden was in Missouri. All humanity before the Great Flood lived in the western hemisphere. The Ark transported Noah and the other survivors to the eastern hemisphere.
Not only will human beings be resurrected to eternal life, but also all animals - everything that has ever lived on earth - will be resurrected and dwell in heaven.
Christ will not return to earth in any year that has seen a rainbow.
Mormons should avoid traveling on water, since Satan rules the waters.
The sun receives its light from the star Kolob.
If a Gentile becomes Mormon, the Holy Ghost actually purges his Gentile blood and replaces it with Israelite blood.
A righteous Mormon will actually see the face of God in the Mormon temple.
You can identify a false angel by the color of his hair, or by offering to shake his hand.

Now some of these beliefs don't sound bad. Some of them, though, sound, well, not good. And surely many Mormons probably don't know about all of them and maybe wouldn't adhere to them if they did.
Anyway, I have a problem with this, and with a president who believed in this.
You may ask, would you have a problem with a Muslim or Buddhist or Hindu as a president? Well, I might, yes. BUT, I do not think those religions are as impossible to believe as Mormonism. The founders of those religions have some credibility, however weak. You're probably thinking, mm jw, you are downright prejudiced. And I say to you, "Don't call me that until you know its meaning." 'Prejudice' literally is the noun to the verb 'pre-judge' and though there's no doubt that I AM judging - I really don't believe I am 'PRE-judging'. I've studied these religions more than anyone might think. And on Mormonism I've studied the most. It was kind of a hobby of mine about 5 years ago. I devoured all the info I could get a hold of. . . and the more I read the more I was flabbergasted. How could people believe that stuff? As I said, people say the same thing about Christianity, but then after study, they, for the most part, agree that there must be some validity to it (Christianity). The main reason people don't embrace Christianity, after learning about it, is that they just don't want to. It's basically a moral reason.

Do I think Mormons are Christians? Hmm. Maybe some are - if they go against the teachings of their church and believe that Jesus is the one way to God. But I do not - NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT- believe the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is a Christian church - or a Christian denomination. Do I hate Mormons? NO, of course not! I just think they have been misguided terribly by the founding fathers of the LDS church. And I think it was mainly done with good intentions. (I would hope.)

My problem with Romney is this Mormon weirdness. I know he was raised a Mormon. But I think he needs to be asked many questions, the race question being one (people with dark skin being inferior).

Do I think Mormonism will flourish if he becomes president? Maybe. It might be how Mormonism got to be so popular in the first place - and I would refer you to the idea of the 'Tipping Point'. BUT I also think that a Pres. Romney might cause folks to look closely at the LDS church - and see it for what it is --- very weird, and very questionable. I hesitate to outrightly call it a 'cult', but seriously, I really think it is one. I guess I would call it a "cult that doesn't look like a cult, but surely believes like one".

I want an intelligent president. (Don't make me make a statement about our current president in that regard!) I'm thinking that a really intelligent person would not continue in Mormonism even though his whole background is (was) Mormon.

So that is my quandary with Romney.
I just felt like saying it.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

Home sweet home...

I'm home from the Valley. It was a great trip, but I am glad to be home. My next post will be long. I've been working on it a while. I hope you give it a read.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Still having fun. . .

I'm still having fun in the Rio Grande Valley. The fun stopped for a little while yesterday morning when we had a little wreck in the motel parking lot. Long story short - it wasn't my fault and we're fine. Though I was a little shaken the fun soon started up again, We've visited lots of folks from the past, and gotten caught up. Some of the news we heard was sad (unexpected deaths, etc.) and some of the news was wonderful (about successful careers, grandkids, etc.).
What I've enjoyed the most -besides seeing my best friend, Diane (who is doing great)- has been driving around seeing the old haunts. All the memories flood back - and they're good memories. I do think of my dear dad and sister all the time here - but they're good thoughts. I know this has been an emotional trip for my mom who lost her honey of almost 59 years last Christmas, and yet she has seemed to enjoy our trip down here very much.

Tomorrow we go home. . . and I'm ready. Ready to see Sam the man. Oh yes! And Will and Shiloh, too. Oh yes!

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Palm Aire

At Palm Aire Best Western Motel in Weslaco. Very nice. And just 6 miles from Nuevo Progresso, Mexico where my mother, her friend since 1950, Mary Morgan, and I went today. It was so fun. We ate at Arturo's. Mother and Mary had one of their favorites, the fried frog legs plate! Me - I had the enchiladas and a diet coke. Yum. We then shopped till we dropped. I I bought some interesting crosses for my booth in the antique mall. Mother bought some jewelry and some candy. Mary said she was with us just for the fun of it. She lives 15 miles from there, so she can go whenever.

Tonight Mother and I are just relaxing here in the motel room.

I'm really glad we came down for this sentimental journey. Tomorrow night will be the most special part for me. We'll be eating out with my childhood friend, Diane. We have a lot of catching up to do. She said that she thinks we probably won't do much eating . . . Ha. She's forgotten that eating trumps talking in my book. Ha. Well maybe not this time.

Monday, November 12, 2007

At the beach . . .

My mother and I are in the Comfort Suites at South Padre Island. . . having fun enjoying life. We flew into McAllen yesterday, drove here and this afternoon we'll head towards Mission, my hometown.

Last night we walked on the beach, then sat on a sand dune thing and talked. Very nice. Very nice. This is good mother/daughter time for sure. And we both love the beach.

The Valley is looking lush. A few years ago they lost lots of palm trees because of bad freezing weather. Well, they planted a lot more than they lost - and it just looks great. I wish my hubby could see it. Every time he's come it just hasn't looked as good as I wanted it to. Now it does - and he's not with me. I have my camera, though. Lucky for him!

Saturday, November 10, 2007


Life is so sweet when you're thankful.

Today I'm thankful for:
- a husband who loves God, then me, and is so kind
-a son who is so kind
-a daughter who is so kind
-a mother who is feeling better, and is so kind
(Lately I've really been thinking that kindness is underrated.)

- being pretty financially secure (nobody's totally financially secure.)
- having a wonderful extended family
- living in a great state in a great nation
- being able to vote for my national leader (though I have no idea for whom I will vote) (actually I have some idea)
- breathing
- seeing, hearing, tasting, feeling, smelling
- walking, talking
- thinking, dreaming
- reading, writing
- trusting God, and even doubting God- - which always comes back to trusting God.

(I got the idea for this post from another blog I came across.)

(Doing this made me feel good . . . and I like feeling good.)

Friday, November 9, 2007

Some riveting rambling (surely) . . .

I don't have much to say . . . but I want to write something. Maybe if I start writing, some earth-shattering knowledge will come to my mind and I can bestow it on you, my lucky blog-reader.

Hmm. . . this blog-writing business is interesting. The fact that I'm doing it all is even more interesting. I started a blog about 2 1/2 years ago and then chickened out. I mean, writing stuff that anyone who gets internet can read, is daunting. And yet, it's presumptious - thinking that other people would want to read one's dribble. So 2 1/4 years ago I deleted my blog and got on with my life. THEN I got to thinking that I so enjoyed reading others' blogs that, 'why not?'. And even if I'm the only one that reads my blog - I AM someone, and 'By golly, I'm worth it!.' So I started up again. . . and now I'm obsessed.

As for my day now, since you're dying to know (HA!), I'm in another town and state for some business meetings. The meetings may not be the most riveting meetings in the world, but the food is incredible, and worth all the monotone reports. I usually go on a little diet after I come home each month, so tomorrow is Ultra Slimfast for me.

Hmm. No earth-shattering knowledge is popping up. I could write about my thoughts on Mormons' beliefs, . . . or Hillary . . . or how I like the new Dallas Cowboys' coach -- and am not too fond of the Baylor Bears' football coach, but I'll spare you. 'Course you don't HAVE to keep reading.

Enough rambling.
Next week I'll go to my hometown (and Tom Landry's hometown), Mission, TX. I'll have a riveting report on that, I'm sure. (It will be riveting to me.)

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Branching out . . .

. . . with Revlon Raisin Rage nail polish on my nails . . . and ordering some Rascal Flatts, Carrie Underwood, Faith Hill and Keith Urban sheet music to play in the tea room, I'm getting out of my rut. I also ordered Phil Collins' "You'll Be in My Heart", from the movie Tarzan. That was requested the other day and I had to admit I'd never heard of it. Oh, I also ordered some Richard Marx music. I'd never heard of him. When I said that to young Nadir, who works in the tea room, his reaction told me that I need to get out more . . . or at least get some new setttings on my radio.

So I'm branching out . . . realizing more everyday that 'youth is in the mind of the beholder'.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Russell Crowe plans to be baptized . . .

That was the news bite that hit me when I went to the Baptist Standard web site. Very interesting. Let's see if I can copy and paste the website address: That's it. It's long. It looks like it won't work somehow. Oh well. You can do a google search or something if you want to read about it and you don't want to type that thing in. (I'm challenged in some ways - I would have you go to it immediately if I were not challenged.)

Monday, November 5, 2007

I feel like boycotting . . .

Now that is one weird word, 'boycotting'. I'll have to find out about the background of that word. . .

Whatever the background, I'm in the mood for boycotting. Kind of a autumn Lent type of thing. I'm boycotting THE GOLDEN COMPASS, as I said in my last post. I'm also boycotting women's magazines. Their lure is almost too hard to resist, but I'm going to - for a while anyway. It's not that they're sinful, they're just a bad use of my money. I never use the coupons inside and well their material is the same old same old. The titles of their articles are so enticing, and then I get into them and find, 'Oh, I knew that already'.

I'm also boycotting Walgreens - well, not the pharmacy. I'm dependent on that (not really). I'm boycotting buying other stuff there. They always are having signs like, "2 liter Dr. Peppers - 79 cents." So I go in and they're long gone. That kind of thing has happened too much. I'm finally learning that their sign means 'Come in and buy something else'. So I'm NOT.

I've boycotted things in the past. Like "Saturday Night Live". That is often an hilarious show, but on occasion (actually, on many occasions) they cross my line of decency and I boycott. . . for a while. I did that once with "The Office". Now I'm back, but not as wholehearted a fan as I was.

Oh and I'm not planting fall flowers in my front flower bed. I bought some fake flowers for my porch, but I am boycotting real flowers. They're too much work, the planting, then the upkeep. Phooey on them. They will not be the boss of me.

Obviously not much is happening in my life.

[Later- I found out the origin of the word 'boycott'. - "after Charles C. Boycott (1832–97), English estate manager in Ireland, against whom nonviolent coercive tactics were used in 1880."

Saturday, November 3, 2007


I just sent an e-mail out to some folks basically telling them to boycott the film THE GOLDEN COMPASS which is coming out in December. Actually I copied and pasted an article I had read about the movie because I so want that movie boycotted. And yet, after talking to my wise husband, I'm thinking that if Christians rise up and cry "Boycott!", well, people will have to go check out the movie - to see what the hoopla is all about. It's like the boycott would be ADVERTISING the movie. Hmmm. That is a good point. Hmmm.

If you have no idea why I (might) want this movie boycotted it is because it was written by a devout atheist who seems to want to be the 'AntiC. S. Lewis'. He seems to want to convince children that God is a myth and the God-myth needs to be exposed. He is not passive in this desire. He is active.

The Catholic League has promoted a boycott as has LifeWay Resources Group (Southern Baptist), from which I got the article I copied and pasted.

I had earlier heard that Nicole Kidman was in a terrible antiChristian movie - so this is it. Daniel Craig, the most recent James Bond-007, is also in it. Those are good actors. Famous, anyway. So what's a believer to do?

Well, I think I'm going to still cry: "BOYCOTT!" Yes.

Now I'm not against atheists. I don't think we need to be against them- even if (and maybe especially if) they are against us. Jesus wouldn't be against them. He gave his life for them. I do think, though, that he would be mindful of the little folks that would be influenced by this movie. I think he might say, "Whoa, parents! Be smart. Be good parents. And save those 7 or 8 dollars - or whatever a ticket costs these days and maybe give that money to your local church." Yes. Maybe Jesus would say that!!
(I hope he doesn't mind me putting words in his mouth.)


I've gotten a lot done. I've been decisive. And I'm not too old to say to myself, "YOU GO GIRL!"

I won't go into all the particulars (I probably will), but I DID decorate my front porch (finally) for fall - with fake flowers and stuff from Garden Ridge that were 75% off.
THEN, I got all the stuff done (reservations for plane tickets, car rental, hotel, etc.) for my mother's and my trip to the Rio Grande Valley next week.
Before that I worked in Mother's yard, trimming hedges, pulling weeds, working up a sweat (or a 'glistening', as ladies should say). (This was the very first time I had done this for my mother, I sadly admit- but I did finally do it.)
Before that I played in the tea room, and the editor (or one of the lesser editors) from SOUTHERN LIVING magazine was dining there. She actually heard my "Sound of Music" medley, and other 'sugar sticks' I played once I knew she was there.
Before that I did a lot of stuff - paid bills, made calls, ran errands, and other mundane chores that need tweaking so they won't be so mundane.

Anyway, I'm giving myself some 'atta-girls'.

I'm thinking that everyone needs some every now and then.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

The ants go marching . . .

My dear daddy sold insecticides and pesticides for years. He majored in entomology at A&M because he heard that was where the jobs were. And he was right. Many farmers credited him for getting rid of whatever was killing their crops.

Well, now the insects are getting their revenge.

My mother and I went out to the cemetery where my daddy and sister are buried. What do you know... ant beds everywhere. They were near some other grave sites, but nothing like near daddy's. Mother and I just laughed. . . and then we went and bought some ant killer and killed those critters. Daddy would have been proud.

Sunday, October 28, 2007


I used to cringe this time of year. My husband and kids would, with my weak consent, decorate the front lawn with crazy things. A coffin with an arm hanging out. A leg 'randomly' tossed on the lawn. At the front door a guillotine with a hand in a bucket under it. And another bucket on the other side as a cauldron with dry ice smoking. And, of course, some spooky music playing.
That sounds like fun. But I was all about what our fundamentalist Christian neighbors were thinking.
Phooey on me.... and thankfully I've matured.
I'm just glad I didn't let my attitude completely squelch the fun the rest of my family was having.

Halloween is fun.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

Amazing ...

Lately there have been some exciting reports of Muslims turning to Christ. In the recent CHRISTIANITY TODAY magazine there is an article about why Muslims are converting. Also, listening to S and W who just got back from Asia talk about how the churches are growing over there, because of the work the Christians are doing with relief efforts, etc., is so exciting. Also reports of people coming to Christ in Iraq are well, incredible. There seems to be a church planting movement over there that, well, not many know about.
I think of all the work throughout the whole world done by Christians - hospitals, orphanages, schools, etc., etc., and then I read of the lack of them by the other faiths. Pretty amazing.
This sounds prejudiced . . . against Islam, Hinduism, etc. There are a lot of pretty nice folks in those religions. And some pretty ornery folks in Christianity.
I could get into apologizing for my beliefs - --
but I won't.
Even in spite of the Inquisition and the Crusades - and other yucky stuff done in the name of Christ, I'll let him speak for Himself. . . like, "I am the way, the truth, and the life. . . "

I hope I don't get so used to that that I cease to think of it as amazing.

Friday, October 26, 2007

A clean house . . .

A clean house is very nice.
Not having to cook is also nice.
Having no one need me is nice...
BUT, having a messy house - and food to cook for people who'll eat it up- and people that need me (well, not in a needy kind of way) is WONDERFUL.

I had 10 days of a clean house, a pretty much empty dishwasher, a free schedule to spend how I like (basically) - and I admit - I did enjoy it. But having the guys back -with all the stuff that comes with having them back - is GREAT!!!!

Life is good.

(And in December Laura will be back. Life will be incredible then.)
(Uh oh, Laura. Don't think I'm giving you the "you-must-make-Momma's-life-incredible" expectations.)

Thursday, October 25, 2007


It's almost 2 AM - and I'm wide awake. Sam is raiding the pantry for some munchies --- and I'm sitting up in bed happy happy. My boys are back. They DID fly in on the 12:15 flight tonight (this morning). And they are still on Indonesian time (12 hours ahead of us- which means their bodies are telling them it is 2 in the afternoon.) Anyway I may konk out soon, but I'm thinking Sam and his potato chips are going to be up for a while. Oh, it's sweet. And Will is sitting out on the porch playing his guitar- to Shiloh's delight.

Life is good.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

12:15 am...

Oct. 24, 12:15 in the morning, my fellas were coming back in town. I went to the airport. It was Oct. 24, 12:15 AM. They did not get off the plane. They were never on that plane, though I was there to greet them.

Soooooo, I was there the wrong night - uh, morning. It is tonight - actually TOMORROW morning - at 12:15 (Oct. 25) that they come.

I will try it again.

Good grief.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Dottie . . .

Here is someone I want you to pray for. She and I were part of a foursome all through our childhood and teen years. It was Peggy, Nancy, Dottie and Diane. We were inseparable. Now Peggy is in heaven, I'm in Colleyville,Texas, Diane is in Mission, Texas, and though Dottie is living in Fairfield, Texas , she is, well, not there, sometimes. Dottie is just 56 years old . . and she has been diagnosed with Alzheimer's. It is so sad, so very sad. And so very unfair. In 1997 she lost her husband in a car wreck. He was 46, and wonderful. He was a deacon in the church and a favorite person to so many. First Baptist Church, Fairfield was packed the day of his funeral. He left behind Dottie and two sons, Kyle and Trevor. And now those boys (I think ages 25 and 23) are left with a mother who is losing her mind.

Of course, the question is, "How could a good God - if there is such a thing- allow this to happen?" Frankly, I don't know. I wish he wouldn't. But we live in an awful world, with lots of misery. And in my long life I am seeing that though bad things happen to good people that does NOT negate the fact that there is a good God ... who loves us. He loves Dottie - and I'm thinking he wants you to pray for her. Would you please? ....... Thank you.

On a completely different note, I completely changed my other blog (that can be accessed from my profile).

Saturday, October 20, 2007

My mother and me . . .

(This is a picture taken Christmas '06, I think.)

While the guys are away, the girls will play. . . and that's what we've been doing. And it's been fun.
Tuesday Mother and I went shopping at Macy's and then Nordstrom Rack. At each place we found some treasures. Afterwards we went to Cotton Patch because Tuesday is their chicken and dumplin's day. Yum. On Thursday we went to Canton to visit a dear friend of Mother's who lost her husband recently. We visited another friend, then went out to the family cemetery in Colfax and paid our respects to loved ones there. That was a very touching time. Last night (Friday) we went to Brio's Tuscan Grill (Yeah, 2nd time this week for me, Bailey!) for dinner and then saw the movie, ELIZABETH, THE GOLDEN AGE (talk about a great girls' night out.) Tonight Mother is busy going to the Las Colinas Symphony with a friend so I am home enjoying some peace and quiet. I was needing it. I played 4 (FOUR) hours today in the tea room, as they had parties starting at 11:00 till 3:00. Ah, but I loved it. (We have a grand piano now. It makes all the difference, in my opinion.)

I can't wait till the guys get home, though. I MEAN, I CANNOT WAIT. They will have tales to tell and I CANNOT WAIT to hear them.

Then in about 2 months darling Laura will come home and tell her tales. Oh my. I may have to stay up late.

World travelers we all have been.

I do live a dream life.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Still quiet . . .

Still quiet around here while the rest of my immediate family are in those 'I' countries (Italy and Indonesia). I've spent a few nights with my mom, so that's been nice.

Speaking of nice- one thing I like is having a nice, quiet dining experience with a friend. I had that this very night. . . at Brio's in Southlake with Bailey. I ordered the lasagna (I'm too predictable) and she ordered a special chicken dish. Both were wonderful (we sampled each other's, of course) and for dessert we shared the creme brulee trio (pumpkin flavored, chocolate - and regular (or vanilla). Oh my goodness. I think I have a new favorite dessert - those three creme brulees.

Speaking of favorites - I'm thinking of changing my other blog to something with my favorite jokes, quotes, and just general favorites. Nothing deep . . . just fun. Just a thought. I haven't done it yet, but I very well might. (It can be accessed from my profile page. I KNOW it should be able to be accessed from here - with just a click, surely, but I'm a neanderthal with this stuff, so maybe you out there should teach me how to come into the internet age.)

Speaking of age, I'm really seeing that one is never too old to learn new stuff. Me, for instance. I am learning how to play chess. And by admitting it on this blog, well maybe I will actually learn it - and retain it this time! Of course I know that practice makes perfect, so I guess I better get with it

Ah, but for now I must go and get ready to watch my favorite TV show: CRIMINAL MINDS - on CBS. (Did you know that if you went to their website - on CBS - you can take a quiz to see if you would make a good profiler? If you're looking for a career move you might ought to try it.) (I made an 80 on it --- NOT BAD, but I don't think I'll quit my day job.)

I'll sign off now . . . To my honeys out there in those 'I' countries .... be safe .... and know that I love you and am praying for you every time I think of you .... which means I've been 'praying without ceasing'!

Sunday, October 14, 2007

All is quiet . . .

The house is still. The only thing I hear is the clickling of my fingers on this laptop. . . and the air conditioner, which doesn't really need to be on since the weather is so nice.

I was really looking forward to some days of solitude, with just me, myself, and I, and Shiloh-pup. WELL, TIME'S UP! They can come back now. I know it hasn't even been 24 hours for them to be gone - but, I'm ready for their return now!

Really. . . I was ready for some alone time. . . watching tv, having some popcorn, journaling - just totally relaxing with no one needing anything from me, or by me, or with me, or around me, or any other preposition. And though I AM enjoying myself right now, I do miss the most important men in my life . . . and am appreciating them more than if they had not left for Timbuktu, uh, Indonesia.

I'm happy for them, though. And I canNOT wait to find out how their trip is going. If you missed what they're doing - it's kind of a mission trip type thing to the '04 tsunami area - to see how the relief projects are going . . . and to take photos and videos of the progress. There are, I think, 8 or 10 people on the trip. Sam and Will will meet the others in Singapore tomorrow. Then they'll go to Banda Aceh, in Sumatra, Indonesia to 'do their thing'. The leader of the group is retired Baptist missionary - and vice president of what used to be called the Foreign Mission Board of the Southern Baptist Convention - Bill O'Brien. He's been overseeing the projects, and I think it's an interdenominational, not just Baptist, endeavor. (That's the first time today I've used the word 'endeavor'. It felt good.)

On a completely different note, I'm no longer playing the electric keyboard at Lonestar Antique Mall Tea Room. . . I am now playing a grand piano!!! Long story short (which is a challenge for me): it was for sale in a booth in the mall-- and well, now the tea room owns it - and I'm the lucky 'player'. I had it tuned Friday and it's debut was yesterday (Saturday). I loved playing it. I'm going to have to wear dressier clothes, though. I mean, it IS a grand piano.

Oh that 'note', I better go. Bailey, I look forward to us consoling each other Wednesday night.

P. S. If you're a hooligan reading this . . . and think I'm a vulnerable lady alone in a big house - just waiting to be robbed --- well, you don't know me and my weapons- or my dog!! Gee, I'm glad I didn't let Animal Control keep Shiloh! Whew! That was close!

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Banda Aceh, Indonesia . . .

The two main men in my life (husband and son) are flying there right now! This very minute! Pray for them, please. Their safety, their health, their effectiveness - as they go on a tsunami-relief-assessment trip.

Thank you.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Better dog ...

Shiloh has stayed inside the fence lately! And he hasn't chewed on anything forbidden. I have, though. But those potato chips sure tasted good.

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Bad Dog . . .

This little picture is of a cute, low maintenance dog. It is not a picture of Shiloh. ... hardly.

I usually call Shiloh a sweet dog. NOT TODAY. Today, Shiloh is a bad dog. I realize that he is just a dog, and his actions have no malicious intent. Maybe that means he's not 'bad'. He's just 'dog'. Well, 'dog' may not have many days left at 2807 Jackson Court. He keeps getting out --- and today was almost the limit. Our neighbor called my cell phone (I was at the antique mall) and said he was out (again), and this time Animal Control people were trying to catch him. I said, "Let them. We'll go get him at the animal shelter tonight, unless I decided to leave him there." (Yes, I said that last part.)
Well, the Animal Control person managed to get him, but didn't carry him off to the pound. He put him in the back yard and left a message on our front porch saying that we had better get control of our pet . . . or else (not those words).

Not only has Shiloh been getting out lately (the shock collar is not working for some reason)-- (I know, we abuse him by shocking him.--- so sue us.) but he is also very destructive. He has chewed up parts of the fence and scratched and pawed at our newly painted back door and garage door, and made shreds of our door mats. He used to be an indoor dog, but was so destructive that we relegated him to the great outdoors. (Hmm... maybe he's frustrated?)

I know, it sounds as if my love is not unconditional. That's a double negative and means CONDITIONAL. I am guilty.
Maybe tomorrow morning when 'dog' looks through the kitchen door, waiting for his breakfast treat, I'll get all lovey-dovey again and want to keep him.

Yeah, after all he IS a good guard dog. And when he acts excited to see me when I come home it does make feel good. Hmmm. . . maybe I won't have to wait till tomorrow to feel like keeping him.

I guess I was needing to ramble on about him. Perspective, you know.

Saturday, October 6, 2007

She'll be close to me again!

This is precious Elizabeth, my dear niece. We found out this week that she, her husband and sweet baby daughter, Princess Caroline, will be settling in this area after he finishes law school next May. I am so excited!! John will be working for the Dallas law firm, Greenberg-Traurig. That is a wonderful law firm. . . and, of course, will be a MAGNIFICENT law firm with John Huffman there.

Oh, that's me on the right.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Home . . .

The journey has ended. Now jet lag, and washing clothes, and smiling when I think of Laura running across the piazza to hug us.
It was a wonderful journey. . . but I'm glad it's over and I can be here in my comfy home.
I keep thinking I'll think of something to tell you - but I think I'm too tired to think right now. . . well, except thinking about Laura running across the piazza to hug us. That was the very best part of the trip. . . for sure.

Friday, September 28, 2007

Liking Sweden. . .

I like it here! We're in Karlskrona, the naval base town in Southern Sweden. It is so great not to be in a touristy town - with lots of other loud Americans (no offense). The weather is chilly. Everything is clean, clean, clean. All the stores and houses look quaint and picturesque, though some look quite modern. The people are tall and beautiful (lots of blondes - no offense to short brown, red and black-haired people. You are lovely, too.)

To get here we rode a night train from Koln, Germany - it was 13 hours. I actually slept some. ( I'm known for not sleeping well on any moving vehicle.)

Well, when I look back on my posts during this trip it sounds like a world traveler has written them. I'm guessing I need to redefine myself to myself. Oh yes. That's exciting.
Signing off for now--
NC (mm jw), WORLD TRAVELER, and One-Who-Can-Now-Sleep-on-Moving-Vehicles.

(Nate... If you're reading this - know this: I am praying for you - as are a lot of other people. And you are prayed for by the Bear Valley staff and prayer group. I wrote some comments on your blog- but they haven't been 'printed'. I think you're supposed to do something to make them visible.)

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

On to Sweden. . .

Tomorrow we leave Paris and head northeast to Sweden. We take a train to Brussels, Belgium and from there a sleeper train to Copenhagen, Denmark. From there we go to Kariskroner, Sweden where we'll visit Nic and Sarah Hoglind and attend the church they just helped start. How exciting. Here's how we know them: Nic and Sarah attended University of North Texas for its jazz school. Nic was in the 2 o'clock lab band and led the 5 o'clock lab band. If you know anything about that, you know that he must be one fine musician. While at UNT Nic played guitar at our church and Sarah sang. (They knew someone who knew someone who knew we were looking for a guitar player.) Anyway, they were AWESOME. AND they both became followers of Christ while there! They returned to their homeland, Sweden, and have now helped start a church very much like Bear Valley. In fact, the church JUST started about 3 weeks ago. This Sunday we'll be there and on the Saturday before (this Saturday) Sam will be meeting with the church's pastor and church leaders, including the Hoglinds, Oh my. It is exciting. We'll be taking pictures, and videos, to take back to share with Bear Valley. In fact BV is already helping them out financially (for about 2 months now). Needless to say, this last venture of our big trip should prove very rewarding, and not just in a sightseeing kind of way.

Paris has been wonderful. It is an amazing city. I was prepared for rude people, and while there was one, maybe two, most of the folks were nice. No one smiles, though, around here unless you give them a good tip!

A week from tomorrow we fly home. Will I be ready? I'm ALREADY ready! 'Course I'm very excited about the Sweden trip, but I'm looking forward to sleeping in my own bed, hugging on my own dog (I haven't hugged on others), and cooking up some rice and beans with molho for Will-son. Oh yes.

Adieu... for now.

Monday, September 24, 2007


What a kooky fella, this Iranian president. I think I'm glad he's speaking at Columbia University. It gets people to see what a kooky fella he really is.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Gay Paree . . .

So we're in what used to be called "Gay Paree". Now- in the 2000's- I don't think it's called that - well, because I think a lot of straight people live here. Ha. ('Course I did see some sort of 'iffy's.)
Well, the people we have met are NOT rude (as we were told)... so far anyway. They're very nice. Of course they should be - since they're museum employees and hotel employees. And certainly in their job orientation they were told to be nice to foreigners! Anyway, we're having a grand time.
I never dreamed that I could say "I've been to Rome and Paris." Now I can say that. [You live long enough and who knows what you can say. Me- I've lived long enough to say that. Yea!]

It's a great life.

Saturday, September 22, 2007


I'm a jet-setter. One country one day, another the next. This evening I'll be in Paris. (I realize that's a city.)
From what everyone tells us Paris is a rude city. I guess that's what to expect from some beauties: rudeness and stuck-up-ness. They think they're better than everybody. (Or maybe they're really insecure?) Well, I'm determined to be nice to everybody there. "Nice"- that's a city in south France -- but I'll occupy it in Paris.
I'm determined.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

I'm glad . . .

I'm glad my daughter is studying in Florence, Italy. Of all the places in the world -to study abroad-, this is the place I would want her to be. This is THE PLACE. Not only is it gorgeous - and provincial - like in a fairy tale, it is also easy to get around in by just walking. It also seems relatively safe. And the food is delicious, and you can drink the water.
It really seems to be 'the land of enchantment'. (Or is that New Mexico?)
Anyway, I'm feeling good about her being here. And I am so very glad I was able to come over and check it out for myself.
Oh yes.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Florence . . .

Florence is BEAUTIFUL! 'Course the fact that it is home now to my lovely daughter makes it especially beautiful. (And, of course, Colleyville and North Richland Hills, Texas are especially HANDSOME!!)

I did feel some culture shock today, but now am over it. That may be because Sam is watching CNN on television just now.

We've really enjoyed the food here. I was glad I was on a diet after the Huffmans left - I needed to lose those 5 pounds before I took this trip. I have undoubtedly already gained them back. I will probably waddle off the plane when we get back to DFW.
(I'm just writing what I think you might be interested in!)

When I can figure out how to put my new pictures on here, I will!!


Saturday, September 15, 2007

Happy Birthday to Sam!!

Today, Sept. 15, is my honey's 55th birthday. Now he's the same age as I am. I know, you thought I was at least 20 years younger.
I used to be told I looked 35. Unfortunately that was when I was 35.

I've got pictures!

I've got pictures . . . but I CAN'T GET TO THEM! I could tell you about them but that would take over a thousand words. 'Course, that has never stopped me before . . .

We're having an awesome time in Italy. Two days ago we went to St. Peter's Cathedral in the Vatican and to the Sistine Chapel. Incredible. Yesterday we took a tour of Pompeii and Naples. That was a super long day - but worth it. Today we go to the Coliseum.

It's a rough life, but somebody has to live it.

Monday, September 10, 2007

Happy Feet . . .

I couldn't resist putting this picture here. I just read Laura's blog and saw her feet in Venice. Now here are her Dad's feet. The Carmacks must like taking pictures of their feet. I'll see Laura's, as well as the rest of her, in Florence next Monday. I may have to tickle her toes - as my granddaddy used to do to mine. That really made my feet happy feet. Sam may like that, too. Hmm . . .

Well, tomorrow we leave on our big trip. I've stressed enough about what to take - and just packed some stuff that might work. Enough of being a perfectionist!! ENOUGH, I SAY!!!!

Sunday, September 9, 2007

9/11 is coming. . .

9/11 is Tuesday. And I'll be on a plane to Rome!!! Yea!!!
(My house won't be empty, in case you're thinking of burglarizing it.)

Friday, September 7, 2007

'All of Me' . . .

I'll miss this. Playing the piano 2 hours a day four days a week. I really love it. LOVE IT. I play background music at a precious tea room in an even more precious antique mall, Lone Star Antiques in Haltom City, Texas. I just love everything about it: the people, the food, the therapy playing brings, the booth that I have rent-free because I play, and especially that my son now waits tables there.
Talk about fun! I'll be gone for awhile - to Europe - and I'll miss it. But who would pass up a Europe trip, especially if it means seeing your daughter!?
Not I.
(The picture is of a song in a "Fake Book". I play mostly from 'fake books'. It makes it so easy. . . but I had to learn exactly how to play my left hand from just guitar chords. I'm proud of myself - that I mastered that.)

Wednesday, September 5, 2007


Here's somebody who has greatness. Greatness in many regards. He looks normal here with sweet Shiloh (who he picked out (saved) at the animal shelter), but he's way above normal. For one thing, I know of no one more talented than he. He has an innate ability that will rival anybody. It is incredible. Whether it's playing guitar, bass, banjo, keyboard, even drums, or singing, writing incredible music, engineering music at a sound board, or whatever, he's good. For his birthday he got a steel guitar (they're not just for country or Hawaiian music anymore). He was playing it right away.
He's also an incredible photographer. That's a whole other story (about his photography class in high school, etc., etc.)
He marches to his own drummer. He dares to think his own thoughts.
Oh, he's hard on himself. Most artists are, but that is part of their greatness, I think. If they weren't geniuses they would go glibly through life never introspecting . . . and never really creating. Will is one of those geniuses.

I'm really speaking objectively here - even if he is my son.

Monday, September 3, 2007

I miss her!

I'm on the right. She's on the left. Now she's in Florence, Italy . . . and I'm in Colleyville, Texas. Soon, though, I'll be hugging her and giving her all kinds of advice. . . cuz I'll be where she is. And it won't be here in Colleyville.
I can't wait!

Friday, August 31, 2007


Now here is a sweet dog. Not the brightest one in the litter, but the sweetest, surely. A little destructive, hence the relegation to the great outdoors. My dear dad always thought it was weird that we had made rambunctious Shiloh an indoor dog. Well, he was family, after all. Well, he's still family. Just outdoor family now. That's what happens when you do an expensive remodel job - and Shiloh never gets the memo.
I thought I would highlight him today. In this picture he's looking up at Laura, who is now in faraway Italy. He's looking forward to her coming back in a few months so he can look up at her again... and get a hug.

As I type I can hear him barking. He's keeping us safe.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Italy . . .

Italy has one more beautiful person living there. Her picture is in the previous post. In this post is the Italian flag. Just so you know.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Laura Katherine and Samuel Williams VI

This is Laura Katherine Carmack. Tomorrow (August 27, 07) she flies to Florence, Italy, where she will study for four months. Please pray for her.

And this is Will (with his dad). Tomorrow he turns 23 years old. Pray for him, too!
Thank you!
-their mom

Saturday, August 25, 2007


I'm ON today. . . as opposed to yesterday, when I was OFF.
And while being ON I will celebrate the country I love (Besides the U. S. of A.). BRASIL!!! (Only the 'illiterate' put a Z in that word.)

Friday, August 24, 2007


This is my NOT TODAY day. I have clothes to wash, furniture to dust, groceries to get, weeds to pull, slacks to iron, a bill to pay, etc., etc., etc., etc. I never can get everything crossed off my list, because I'm always adding stuff. And I have a dream life... think about working mothers who never get to take a NOT TODAY day. (Well, another thing I won't do today- feel guilty because I get to have a NOT TODAY day.)

So there.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Notting Hill...

Last summer I was here. I may not look too happy in this picture - but I was feeling glorious. Magnificent. I was expecting to see Hugh Grant any moment. That's why I was kind of squinting.

I just wanted to relive this.
And to impress you.

(Hugh never showed... but I think I may have seen his quirky roommate.)

Monday, August 20, 2007


This is he. Him. The one. He's 'posing' here. Don't you think he's cute?
Back in the early seventies I prayed for him in all my 'quiet times'. I didn't know him. And yet I did. He was just one of the many people whose names I knew on campus. Little did I know that one day he would be the one- THE ONE- I would give my heart to. I had decided that maybe God had wanted me to be single. And I had become OKAY with that. Really. I had become so okay with that. Hmmm. Maybe that was when I was ready to meet HIM. SAM the MAN.
Oh my, I just got to thinking about him - and how he IS human. He snores. Sometimes he is not the most romantic fella in the world. ('Course neither am I.) BUT SOMETIMES HE IS.
God let me marry him. I know God did. And I'm so glad. So very very very glad.

I just thought I'd share that... for today

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Hurricane Dean . . .

Hurricane Dean is threatening South Texas. I remember being threatened. I grew up down there, and I remember days with no electricity, which meant no school. I'm thinking that school has not started for those kids yet, so RATS, they don't get to miss school.
I can remember looking out my bedroom window when everything was still. Just moments before the trees were bending from the winds. And then, suddenly everything was still, quiet, and very eery. That meant we were in the eye of the hurricane. I can remember the awe. (You'd think I'd remember the name of the hurricane. I think it was Beulah. (I need to do a google search.)) Anyway, we didn't have any damage to our house, but I do remember the national news. They showed pictures of houses that looked completely devastated. We all knew that they were houses that were BEING built. I will never forget that. I mean, on ABC, CBS and NBC Nightly News, they were showing these 'horrible' pictures of houses that were ruined by the hurricane. Ha!!! What a crock. Those houses were 'in ruins' BEFORE the storm!! It made me suspicious of the media, which continues to this day. No, I'm NOT suspicious. I KNOW .... it's all about sensationalism.

I didn't start this post being a cynic. . .

-8:45 pm - see my GRACE NOTES blog for a prayer request.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Proud Mama

This picture was made in the spring of '05, but I think the two lovelies look like that today, pretty much. Laura is wearing heals, and I'm not, hence the height difference. Anyway, I found this picture just now and wanted to share it.

If you haven't guessed, I just found out the other day (from the smart beauty on the right) just how easy it is to put pictures on my blog site. I was so excited that I have written two posts in a short time today - with pictures. As you can see, they highlight my two offspring. (Don't miss Will's picture below.)

August 27 marks a big day for both of them. Will turns 23 that day , and Laura boards a plane for Florence, Italy for a study-abroad program. She is majoring in Art History at Baylor and there is no greater place to study that than in Florence.

I better go or my words will make it so that you won't see the picture unless you scroll down. Oh wait. I think the picture will be to the left. Hmm. We'll see....

Oh, okay--- I cut and pasted so it will be at the top.. ..... I think.
Oh, now I've looked at it and think that I should have made the picture bigger. Oh well. I just need to get the hang of this....

Proud Mama

Here's my firstborn - playing in the first service in our new building at Bear Valley Community Church. This coming Sunday he'll play keyboard.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Caroline has left the building.

It was a sweet, yet short, visit. I honestly don't think I've ever known a more precious baby, nor one with more personality. Oh my. She is a dear.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

She's back!

It's only for 2 nights, but little Caroline is back! She has two teeth now and she can hold her own bottle. She's a little bigger now and she sits up and can even crawl a little. She is the center of attention, the belle of the ball. Oh my, I love her so.
Her parents aren't bad, either. Not bad at all.

So they haven't decided where to live. Dallas or Houston. If you know me you know that Dallas is the hub of my universe, so I'm not even believing that they are struggling to know God's will. I KNOW GOD'S WILL. . . if they would just ask me. Well, they don't even have to ask me-- the 'Big D' written on my forehead is their sign.

Seriously, it is a big decision, and I shouldn't be irreverent and sarcastic when it comes to knowing what God wants for them to do. I AM reminded of a saying I heard years ago: Love God and do as you please. The first part of that must- MUST- precede the second part, then what you do will please God. 'Course the problem is knowing what pleases you... when both choices are great. Hmm. Then there's the 'ought to' business. What 'ought I to do'? Well, I guess then you should go back to 'Love God and do as you please."
OR there's the Hudson Taylor process. He was deciding whether to go to China as a missionary or not. I forget what the other option was. Anyway, he decided to claim the verse, 2 Tim. 1:7, about God giving us a sound mind. (That's from the King James Version.) He wrote down all the pros and cons for going to China, and decided to go there.

Well, I'm just rambling. But my heart goes out to John and Elizabeth. And so do my prayers. I can't believe how much I love them. And if they decide on Houston, I will be okay. I think. (It's all about me.)

And Susan H., if you're reading this I DID get your comment (I finally read it!) on my post about the Clintons. Thank you!!!!!

Friday, August 10, 2007

P. A.

I had never had a 'personal assistant' until yesterday. Now I recommend it to anyone and everyone.

I realized I was going to need help getting our big, rowdy dog to the vet way across town, as well as help completely redoing my booth in the antique mall, which I'd been wanting to do for some time. Then I thought about Bailey Jo. She was not working and her college classes hadn't started yet . . . so, why not hire her? Great decision. Atta-girl, Nancy.

It was wonderful. She helped in everyway, plus we had fun together. Thanks so much, Bailey. And Linh, too, who joined us for a while. I so enjoyed the day, which, otherwise, would have been just 'work'.

On a different note, our church is moving into its new building this Sunday. Wednesday night was a prayer meeting for it. It was very touching. What was particularly touching was this man who prayed in my prayer group. We had divided up into different areas to pray. I went to the sound and light booth to pray, just because there was only one person (Jim) there. Well, another man soon came whom I had never met. Jim or I should have said, 'you can pray silently, you don't have to pray outloud', but we didn't. (We usually say that at our church because we know there are many people who have great fear of praying outloud in public (understandably).) Well, after Jim prayed his prayer outloud, then I prayed my prayer outloud, there was silence. I was feeling awkward for this man, and I almost prayed a closing prayer like, "Lord, we ask these things in your name, Amen." Before I could open my mouth, he said quietly, something like, "I have never prayed a prayer out in public, you know, in front of other people before, but I do want to say a few things here. Thank you for this church. I have never felt welcome in a church before. I don't know what to say, but that. Thank you for making me feel like I belong."
That was all he said. But that was so enough.
It reminded me of why our church is here. And it so helped me know how to pray for our church - and for those coming for the first time this Sunday.

I almost stayed home from that prayer meeting. I'm glad I didn't.

Thursday, August 9, 2007

Funny Joke

A traveler, lost on a rainy night, stumbles across a monastery and takes shelter there.

Fortunately, she's just in time for dinner, which turns out to be the best fish and chips she's ever had. After dinner, she goes into the kitchen and asks "Excuse me, but who cooked that meal?"

Two of the brothers step forward in response. "Hello, I'm Brother Michael, and this is Brother Charles."

"Pleased to meet you both. I just wanted to thank you for a wonderful dinner." Both brothers smile and murmur "Thank you, our pleasure."

"Out of curiosity, who cooked what?"

Brother Charles said, "Well, I'm the fish friar."

She winces, turns pale, and says to the other brother, "Oh, no. Then you must be..."

"Yes, I'm the chip monk."

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Interesting . . .

A kind of hobby of mine is collecting weird facts. I usually end my e-mails to my offspring with one. I thought it might be fun to post a few (I found these on the internet . . . surely they're true!):

The largest living thing on the face of the Earth is a mushroom underground in Oregon, it measures three and a half miles in diameter.

Napoleon made his battle plans in a sandbox.

A surfer once sued another surfer for "stealing his wave." The case was thrown out because the court was unable to put a price on "pain and suffering" endured by the surfer watching someone else ride "his" wave.

In Israel, religious law forbids picking your nose on Sabbath.

See ya! (That's not a weird fact. . . and it's probably true, but maybe not.)

Trivia Tuesday

The word “infant” is from the Latin for “unable to speak".
 Ah, but that little baby speaks volumes, don't you think? 😊 ---------...