Thursday, December 20, 2012

Procrastination Song

‎(To the tune of Jingle Bells)
Dashing through the store, with a jacked up shopping cart, through the aisles I go, growling at Wal-Mart. Grrr grrrr grrrrrr. People everywhere, don't know what to buy, gotta hurry and get out or else I'm gonna cry. OHHH...Christmas time, Christmas time, Christmas time again. Always plan to be prepared but I can never win. OHHH...Christmas time, Christmas time, too late for online...and yet I sit and waste more time to share my yuletide whine!

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Be a Lighthouse...

I have come to a conclusion.  Sometimes God uses us by throwing us into an ocean of nonbelievers.  But how do we shine effectively? 


I know you've heard that Jesus is like a lighthouse, but guess what?  If Jesus is in us, we should be as well!

For so the Lord has commanded us: "I have set you as a light to the Gentiles, that you should be for salvation to the ends of the earth.’”  Acts 13:47

Does a lighthouse make a lot of noise?  No.  It just shines.  We shouldn't hide our light, but we also shouldn't beat people over the head with our beliefs.  We can be open.  We can express our belief.  We can even disagree with LOVE.  But then we need to drop it and just live...our light should shine with no words.  When sailors would rather face a tsunami than stop to chat, you may be talking too much.

Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight. I Peter 3:4

Does a lighthouse chase a boat down and drag it to shore?  No.  It stands in one place and shines.  Should we tie people up and drag them to church?  No.  We can invite and move on.  We should be approachable and open, but there's a line. Lighthouses are there and welcoming, but they won't chase you down.  If you get stuck, remember how Jesus did it...he cared for them.  I've never read of Jesus making someone feel so guilty he went to the temple...that's not how he operates.  Being a christian isn't easy...they have to want the relationship.

Then he said to them all: “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me. Luke 9:23

In a storm, does the lighthouse disappear?  No.  It may be harder to find through the wind and rain, but it's there, standing solid on its foundation.  When tough times come, do you run and hide?  Is your foundation solid enough to weather the storms?  Read your Bible.  Pray.  Spend quiet time with God.  Make your foundation so rock solid it doesn't budge when trouble comes.  Weary sailors look for solid ground during a hurricane...

"Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock.  Matthew 7: 24-25

What if a boat ignores the light and crashes on the rocks?  Does the lighthouse stop?  No.  It keeps shining.  Sometimes people see your light but choose to turn away.  Do not be discouraged. Keep shining...

The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.” Deuteronomy 31:8

One of these days, that "boat" may just decide to brave the religious waters again.  Make sure they can still find that lighthouse in the storm!

He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed. Psalm 107:29 

And next time you find yourself in the ocean, I pray that you find a lighthouse to guide you.  If Jesus is there, it's sure to be so bright you can't miss it!!!

Then Jesus spoke to them again, saying, “I am the light of the world. He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness, but have the light of life.”  John 8:12

Friday, May 18, 2012

Friday, May 11, 2012

Sunshine Growing in Random Places

I live in an Houston...across the street from a movie theater.

But God loves to throw in little bursts of nature here and there...and when I stop to notice, it makes me smile.

This isn't out in a country meadow...or on a mountainside...

It's between a theater and a grocery store, but that in no way takes away from the beauty.  

I think I need to search for other wildflowers tomorrow.  

"Earth laughs in flowers"  -Ralph Waldo Emerson

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

The Most Damaging Virus Ever...

I hate being sick.

Do you ever feel that brief moment of panic when a co-worker (or friend or family member) coughs, sniffles, and then blows their nose...loudly?  It's generally followed by the groan and "ohhhh ib thick...".  (Translation:  "ohhhhh I'm sick" in stuffy nose-speak)

It's at this moment that my adrenaline takes over. I jump back a few feet, throw my hands up, and say, "I don't wanna get it!  Stay away from me!"  

I then proceed to saturate everything they may have ever touched with Lysol, run to wash my hands repeatedly with antibacterial soap, and start popping vitamin C.

Not very comforting, I must admit...but did I mention that I HATE being sick?  

I'm sure I'm not the ONLY germ-a-phobe here either!  I KNOW some of you are with me.  When I'm sick, you return the we are even.  

And sadly, it doesn't always work.  We still end up catching it, but at least we know we have done our best!

I had an interesting thought today...

We work so hard to fight a simple cold virus, but we do nothing to prevent the most harmful virus of all time.  Actually, we EMBRACE it.  We invite it in, ask it to dinner, and roll around in it!!!!  We then go infect everyone around us...we sneeze and cough on all our loved ones, insuring that they can't possibly fight off the illness.

And this virus kills.  It destroys lives.  It makes everyone infected suffer miserably...

What is it?  


The Plague?

No....even worse...

The  NEGATIVITY virus...

Do we walk away and wash our hands of it?  Nope.  Do we "take our vitamins"?  Nope.  Do we spray disinfectant?  Nada...

But why not???  Why can't we let it go???  It destroys us.

Next time this virus sneaks up on you, take ACTION!!!

STEP BACK and WASH YOUR HANDS of the negativity germs..shake it off, and don't carry it to others!

Take your VITAMINS, meaning focus on positive things...stay in prayer, listen to happy music, surround yourself with things that make you smile!  (This works much like vitamin build up immunity the more you make it a habit...)
Fight back with happiness!  SPRAY those negativity germs with your HAPPINESS LYSOL!!! If a downer comes at you, do NOT let them suck out your positive outlook.  Turn it around on them.  Spread JOY!

I don't care if this is cheesy...I just hope it made you smile.  ;)

Sunday, April 15, 2012

More more MORE...

Growing up, she dreamed of being an adult.
She grew up, and then she dreamed of having a husband.
She got married, and then she began to long for a child.
She had a baby, and then she wished she could give the child more.
Her husband got a better job, and they gave their baby the best.
She grew lonely wishing he wouldn't work so much. 
She saw her friends with pretty clothes and wanted what they had...
So she got a job and bought a new wardrobe.
She decided she worked hard and deserved a trip,
So they went on a cruise.
Once she returned home, she missed the luxury of the ship.
So she redecorated.
The bills began to add up, and she wished they had more income.
It seemed like everyone had more than she grew frustrated.
She wished she had the freedom of her single friends, and then her husband left.
Depressed because her marriage failed, she whined to her mother about how she wished she was a child again...

Monday, March 26, 2012

Simple Days...

"I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."  -Anne Shirley

I agree.  

Sitting around the living room, laughing at the stupid chihuahua...

Making up our own twisted lyrics to a song...

Wandering around Hobby Lobby and taking silly pictures...

Snuggling up in a rainstorm and dozing while he reads...or plays on his tablet...

Sitting across a table creating art together...

Laughing at youtube...

Putting my head on his shoulder while nerding out to Doctor Who...

Yep...those days are the best.  :)

Thursday, February 23, 2012

When God Goes Beyond Calling....

There are times that God calls us for something...

And then there are times He shoves us into the deep end...headfirst...kicking and screaming all the way! 

I am currently a supervisor to a staff of six.  As of March 1, I am going to be a supervisor to a staff of thirty!   I wasn't asked.  I wasn't offered the choice.  I was told this is what I was going to do.

And I was terrified....not of the position, but of myself not being ready...

I gave them reasons why I wasn't enough.
They countered with reasons why I was.
I whined.
They smiled.
I said there are too many different personalities there and they might not like me.
They said they thought I was great with everyone.
I said I didn't have the skills.
They said they knew I did.
I said "I don't want to"
They said "too bad"

So I panicked!
I thought of every "what if" in the book...
I created a huge wall I'd never be able to climb...heck, I created the Great Wall of China!
But everyone around me seemed to have faith...
They were confident I could do it...
They began congratulating me...

What if they are wrong?  I love that staff...I used to work there in a different position and I know how amazing they are...but what if it's too big for me to handle?

I asked God "WHY???"

And then I realized what He was doing.  He didn't give me a choice because He knows me so well.  I almost didn't take the position I'm in right now...I was so scared.  I had turned down one already but they kept coming at I said I'd take the next one if He opened that door...and He did.  It has been amazing.  I have learned and grown so much!  I'm learning confidence.  Yes, it's still a struggle, but I've come SOOO far!  I still don't feel like I'm finished here, but I don't know that I ever would...there will always be one more thing to do, especially in my line of work...

I find it interesting that just when I'm starting to feel like I'm not totally clueless, He chooses to move me.  Maybe that's how He's growing me?  Maybe...just maybe, He has better planned for me...something I can't even imagine for myself.  Or maybe it will be rough but I'm going to touch a certain person...or learn something I wouldn't get anywhere else...maybe all of the above?  Maybe He's breaking me out of my comfort zone so I am forced to rely on Him?

So He didn't let me choose.  He said, "BAM!  Do this!" 
He knew I'd let my fears of inadequacy get in the way, and He was having none of it! 
And God being God, He did what He had to...but He still reached out and gave me encouragers to ease my fears...

I had an anxiety attack.
Then I let my emotions take over and I cried like a baby.
But then I let it go...and every time it starts overwhelming me again, I consciously let it go once more...

I'm not sure what He has in mind, but I know without a doubt I'm where He wants me.  He shoved me into that deep end, kicking and screaming, but I'm ok with it.  I am holding onto God's life preserver with everything I have!!!! 

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11

Be still and know that I am God.  Psalms 46:10

Ok, God.  Bring it!  I can do anything with YOU!

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.  Phillipians 4:13

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

A Fairy Tale Life...

People always seem to long for a "fairy tale" life...but I was thinking, is that really a good thing?

Sure, MOST of them end well...but what did they have to endure to get to that point?  And even with the "happy" endings, was the final result all that great?

Cinderella was an emotionally abused orphan. She had to deal with the untimely death of both her parents!  To make matters worse, she was stuck with a horrible stepmother and two nasty pieces of work for stepsisters.  They made her a seriously overworked servant and teased her mercilessly.  I know some kids who aren't crazy about their steps, but come on...most aren't THAT bad...

Think about it...they would rather BREAK THE LAW then let her have one night of happiness!  These are not pleasant roommates, people!

Skip to the fairy godmother...she waves her magic wand and....

            POOF!  Instant makeover!!!
Sorry...I was going to use the cartoon, but I thought this was beautiful...even if it is an ad for Disney.

Now even I can admit that the idea of a fabulous transformation into a gorgeous supermodel, wearing red-carpet-worthy duds, would be nice, but even that had an expiration date.  Midnight, remember?  And don't get me started on the animal rights violations...

So what happens after that?  She has a great time at a killer party, meets a rich hottie, gets jiggy wit it....ok, my daughter would be gagging now, so I'll stop...
Anyway, the hottie (aka Prince Charming) was bored to tears and didn't even want to be there.  He had been perfectly happy single, roaming about the kingdom doing princely things...slaying dragons, rescuing maidens, blah blah blah.  But the second he sees Cinderella he is struck dumb with love.  Are you serious???  LOVE?  Really?  Methinks the blood flow to the brain was going elsewhere...

At midnight, she runs away and leaves the glass slipper, so he uses that to find her...since of course, no two women could possibly wear the same size.  (I'm guessing he was tired of mom's nagging for a grandbaby, so he agrees to marry the winner of his weird little contest.)  He makes every woman in the kingdom try it on, but luckily for him,  it doesn't fit anyone except a ragged little scullery maid.  Now, forgive me, but wouldn't he remember her face if he loved her that much?  Oh wait!  I forgot he was looking for a hot supermodel, not a dirty slave.  Plus, the blood flow was back, and he probably sobered up a bit.  Though surprised, he remembers that she cleans up well, so he figures "what the hell"?

Sure, she has a dream wedding and becomes a princess.  Complete with palace and designer clothes, our girl lives in style now, but what did she marry?  A rich jock who thinks she's hot.  Nice.  How's that going to play out in a few years, once she plumps up from all the royal babies, sumptuous feasts, and sitting in the throne room all day?

Moving on...

Rapunzel. This poor girl was stolen from her family by a selfish witch and locked in a tower!  LOCKED in a tower!!!  How would you like to go all your life without going outside?  I'm talking a serious closet case.  Claustrophobic much?  And can you imagine having hair that long?  I mean, I know it looks great in a storybook picture, but what a pain in the butt!  The weight and upkeep of that mop alone would make me nuts.  Let's not forget that it was also her foster mom's favorite climbing rope...can you say "migraine"?  OUCH!
Diggin the brunette offense to you blondes out there!
Like any rebellious teenager who has been grounded for a long, long, LONG time...Rapunzel gets bored.  So when a hot guy with mad climbing skills impersonates the witch and jumps in her window, she's thrilled to sneak out.  What can I say?  She likes to live dangerously...but it catches up with her.  When witch-mommy finds them, she's furious.  So she blinds Mr. Sexy, and whisks Rapunzel away.  Control freak.  (Then again, a daddy would have been even worse...)

ANYWAY, they eventually find each other...after years of misery.  I know you're shocked, but they get married.  Duh.  But has anyone thought about the future?

This girl is going to need some serious therapy. After growing up a closet case, in a dysfunctional, single-parent family, she runs off with the first man she meets.  The couple is then a victim of domestic violence.  This sounds like an episode of Springer!

While searching for a great Rapunzel picture (that wasn't from Tangled...which by the way is a great movie), I found this and HAD to share...
Haha!  I guess the point is that she made cappuccino that smells so great it's attracting the neighborhood...but oh how wrong this could go...and the slogan is "Drink more, Flirt more".  Isn't that usually the case?  :)

The other fairy tales had their issues too...

Sleeping Beauty was in a Maleficent-induced coma for 100 years.  Talk about a headache from oversleeping!  I have always wondered about the logic in the Disney version...the fairies hid her all her life,  but brought her back on her sixteenth birthday, which was the VERY DAY THE CURSE WOULD HAPPEN. Is it just me, or should they have been taking extra precautions during the birthday week...I mean, take her home the day after!!!  And by the way...scariest witch/dragon EVER when I was a kid...
I want my mommy!

The Miller's Daughter had an idiot for a father who liked to show off.  The king heard that she could spin straw into gold, and the greedy jerk locked her up!  Ordered to perform or die, she was distraught.  Thanks a lot, dad.  Rumplestiltskin helped helped her, but in desperation, she made a pretty bad deal.  (That wager  later came back to haunt her.)  After three nights, the king was finally satisfied and married her.  Wouldn't we all want to marry a man who would kill us over some golden straw?   Demanding much?  I'll pass.  What else would a guy like that expect?  Plus, I've always wondered what would happen if he decided he wanted some more later...
I wouldn't want any of the men in her life...just sayin...

Snow White had a vain stepmother who actually hired an assassin to kill her...and carried some nasty apples.
Another victim of a crappy stepmother...

It just seems to me that the heroines in fairy tales had some serious issues.  I love the old stories, but as I've grown older I realize the flaws.  I look at my life in perspective.  I have been through a lot, but I am stronger for it.  Living through divorce was tough, but I have finally found my Prince Charming.  He doesn't look like an Abercrombie model or ride up on a white horse (more like a nerd with a white Jeep), but he's amazing!  I happen to think he's adorable, and that horses are overrated.  Fairy tale guys can fight dragons and scale tower walls, but my guy is even better.  He held me and told me I was beautiful when I was too sick to talk without throwing up.  He draws me pictures of fairies and dragons.  He loves and accepts my daughter...and all the rest of my crazy family. We finish each other's sentences.  We nerd out together on sci-fi. I could go on all day, but the point is that I am blessed.

And he provides tech jealous.

So Cinderella can have her shoe-sniffing jock.  Rapunzel can run off with a wall-climbing stranger.  Sleeping Beauty can wake up from her coma to her dragon-slaying prince.  The Miller's Daughter can have her greedy, cruel king.  Snow White can have the guy roaming through forests, kissing random chicks laying there looking dead. (Eww...)

For the first time in my life, I prefer reality.  Although I have to admit, I periodically check the back of my closet for entrances to Narnia.  And a vacation in the TARDIS or to the Shire would be all right...

The Doctor could drop by any time...

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Twisted Television Tales

Once Upon a Time, there was a New Girl who was good,
Who found herself the victim of an unplanned Parenthood.
Mister Roger's Neighborhood would never be the same,
After living through the Cupcake Wars, she knew she wanted Fame.
She quickly packed The Office, and then forwarded her mail,
She hopped aboard The Love Boat, where she happily set sail.
The girl was a Survivor, and her child filled her with Glee.
She started Dancing with the Stars and promptly broke her knee.
Injured and alone, and needing help within a flash,
She called her good friend Merlin, and he conjured up some cash.
Satisfied with her new life, she bought herself some Cribs,
And then she got an Entourage, but found they told her fibs.
All the Pretty Little Liars, with their lip gloss and their hair,
Always chased after the Bachelor, and they didn't want to share.
And Unforgettable Blue Bloods, hunted evil Criminal Minds,
All utilizing CSI to analyze their finds.
The Mentalist would help his Friends by solving with his head,
Until he found the Lost Red John, who needed to be dead.
Springer fought with Maury and wound up in the ER,
With Taboo midget-prostitutes who vandalized a car.
Then Dance Moms brought their Toddlers and Tiaras to the stage,
Showing off their selfish brats just filled the crowd with rage.
They caught a ride with Heroes, who dropped them on Jersey Shore,
Where they Chopped and ate their Bizarre Foods but wanted so much more.
So they hitchhiked to the Cake Boss, and they begged him for some treats,
But Carlos want friendly, he refused their plea for sweets .
After working several Dirty Jobs and being thrown in jail
Judge Judy saw that they had changed and let them out on bail.
They ran into A Gifted Man, who let them ride along,
He said his name was Zak and then he sang a haunting song,
So they travelled far and had some Ghost Adventures on the way,
They met the Sons of Anarchy while rolling through LA.
Disappointed with celebrities, they knew just what to do!
So they jumped into the TARDIS and took off with Doctor Who.
This story is So Random, but there's a moral, never fear!
Television rots your brain and multiplies your rear!

And this is what happens when word nerds get bored...

Friday, January 13, 2012

My First Attempt at Creating a Textured Painting with Hot Glue...or Elmer's...

I haven't been on much lately.  I've been too busy off in crafting world!  Pinterest has totally inspired me.  My family thinks I've gone completely insane...well, more so than usual anyway.

I will spare you the multitude of projects I have been dabbling in...we would be here all day....

However, after spending part of the night and most of the day on this latest one, I'm sharing!

I've been saving cans, boxes, jars, bottles and any other containers I can think of.  In my search for recycling projects, I ran across the idea to turn a cereal box into an artist's canvas.  I have tons of cereal boxes...most of which are currently 1/3 full of stale, old cereal.  I was intrigued.

But wait!  There's more!  The artist not only used a cereal box for the canvas, he used hot glue to trace flowers and create the beginnings of a painting!!!  Cool!!!  Tim Coffey Art has SO many neat ideas.  (I tried to link the direct video, but it didn't work...sorry!)

Here's a picture of his finished project.  (Yes, his is MUCH more professional.)

Anyway, I loved the idea...but last night I got this crazy art bug and didn't want to take the time to prep the box.  So I used a panel instead.  Another day I'll actually do the cereal box thing, but this was a 2:00 in the morning experiment.  So I may not have been at my full mental capacity...  :)

The tutorial example used flowers, but I have to be different...and more difficult.  It's a flaw.  So I went with butterflies.  Was this a good choice for my first experiment?  Probably not, but I ran with it anyway.

I printed out some basic coloring pictures of butterflies and glued them on my panel.   It was at that point that I made my first mistake.  My high temp glue gun didn't work well.  I think it's just way too hot.  I have since experimented on cardboard (not wanting to waste another panel...or cereal box...I do get smarter eventually...).  The problem was the high temp.  Low temp seems to work great.  I just made some swirlies and squiggles to see, and they turned out fantastic.  So the next time I try this, I know what I need to do!

At 2:00 AM I wasn't that bright.  I used Elmer's.  Hey, it worked!  (Note:  hot glue is is a bigger, more solid shape) Once I finished outlining the butterflies, I decided I needed a flower.  Not wanting to go back to the internet and printer, I free-handed this with the glue.  It was easy, so it turned out ok.

After letting the glue dry overnight...which was difficult for me...I woke up this morning and dug in with both heels.

I painted, wiped, painted, glazed, etc for was a little obsessive I must say...

But here's the finished product!

I like it!  Of course, the smaller butterfly doesn't look exactly right...and I can pick out a zillion little things...  But overall, for my first attempt and the fact that it was Elmer's and not hot glue, it's not bad!  I believe I'll actually hang this on my wall.

I can't wait to do another one....correctly.  :)