tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37613792012-01-24T21:10:29.391-06:00In my dream house, I'll have a space to let my femininity spread its arms and breathe in deep. Until then, this shall be my thinking space.Queridahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11118957503909362825noreply@blogger.comBlogger4741100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761379.post-63867668212775570602012-01-24T21:00:00.003-06:002012-01-24T21:10:29.400-06:00

I don't write down the funny stuff my kids say often enough, so here's an installment of some treasures from Gabriel.Andrew's Dad: I'd quite like to have a granddaughter.Me: You think that, but you wouldn't know what to do with a girl. You'd tease her one time and she'd go to pieces.G: (sounding incredulous and slightly concerned) And then she would die?Me: (sighing) No, sweetie, I just meant

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... is our eighth wedding anniversary! Git er dun.

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dear readers, that I will *not* **ever** wear an ugly Christmas sweater and think it's fun. No matter how trendy these parties get or how many FB pics of smiling people in ugly sweaters are posted, I will not be one of them. There will hopefully come a day when I am a grandmother, and at such a time ugly Christmas sweaters may be gifted to me. I will smile and accept them in the spirit they were

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Perhaps you have noticed how my Facebook activity has changed in recent weeks and months. I've become one of "those people." The annoying ones who clutter up your newsfeed with their constant game notifications. There are several reasons for this:1) I have cousins who play Cityville with me. I don't get to see them every day since they live in Dallas and I'm in Longview. Playing Cityville is a

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I was a shy and quiet child. Most people who've only known me as an adult would balk at such a statement, but it's true. And sometimes I revert.A lady in my BSF group said something hurtful to me recently, and I haven't dwelt on it, but I've held on to my hurt like it can protect me from the same thing happening again. And holding on to hurt is a sure way to become bitter and jaded, not healed

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Probably there exists some etiquette regarding funeral attendance. Maybe it's mandatory for even the most casual of acquaintances, maybe especially if you attend church with them, even and especially more if they live just across the street from you.A few weeks ago, one of SMAA's members died very suddenly, tragically, having fallen and hit her head in her house. While I knew who she was and that

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Several things, actually: grief, Neil Patrick Harris, and BFF B.I feel like I should apologize first. I didn't realize I hadn't blogged since G's first day of school. Whoah. His first month or so of school was a little rocky, but after some collaboration with the principal and a major light bulb moment wherein I realized his problems were happening in the afternoon (when he should be napping), we

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Today, I feel melancholic. It’s a day when, if I were around more adults, I would be annoyed by the constant, “What’s wrong?” (I usually take that question personally, assuming it’s asked because I talk too much most of the time and have decided to take a break. I know that's not now it's meant, but my drama-queenness still wins out sometimes. I want to feel sorry for myself without people

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When I've embarked on Bible timeline plans before, I've always fizzled around Exodus. It starts off with plagues and miracles and a befuddled Pharaoh. This is interesting, page-turning stuff to read. But it ends by going on and on and on about God's instructions regarding the Tabernacle, the priestly garments, etc. And as I read - determined not to skip stuff that doesn't seem to have glaring,

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was frustrating like whoah.We decided Friday night to go to Ikea Saturday. What's that, you say? Ikea's a three-hour drive from your house and you'd be crazy to do a day-trip all the way there, with your two small(ish) boys? You'd be right. We are. So we did.We went in search of this flooring, these dressers, and possibly some of this furniture. We walked out with our dressers, a rug, and a few

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I'm going to call it, "This May be Too Much Information, But..."It's an "I remember" game. Here's mine: This may be too much information, but I remember vividly getting ready to push when it was time for Gabriel to arrive. I looked down toward my doctor and saw a logo on her goggles: Smith and Wessin. And even though in my be-epidural-ed state I suspected she only had them because the company

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Over and over again in the book of Isaiah (and plenty elsewhere in Scripture, really) God speaks of upholding us with His righteous right hand. True to my skeptical nature, I kept wondering why He spoke of His right hand exclusively? Why's it always "right-hand" this and "right arm" that. Well, reading in the book of Genesis tonight, I noticed that Israel/Jacob crossed his arms when he blessed

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For several months now, I've been fretting over turning thirty. I've imagined it as a grim reaper, beckoning me silently, ominously, wordlessly taunting me. Yes, I'm a *bit* of a drama queen. So even though my birthday next month will find me turning 29, not yet 30, I feel I must prepare myself for the three-decades-old landmark I am approaching.At first, I began to notice a few slight changes in

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Allow me to get English-majory on you for a moment. Throughout my reading history, from pre-adolescence until now, I've taken issue with many women in literature. Cases in point:Hester Prynne - Part of my issue with Hester is her and Dimmesdale's unofficial "marriage." Not only do I think it's rather a bland idea to begin with, but it's been waaaayyy too often replicated since. Pearl was a

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Here are some surefire ways to get me *not* to want to watch one of your new fall shows:Over-promote a show that looked cute the first fifteen times I saw the promos (ala New Girl).Name it The Playboy Club.Make the co-stars of The Playboy Club the girl who played Lil' Kim in Notorious and he who aided LeAnn Rimes in her adultery. For shame! (of course, all I know is what little I've seen on ET

Queridahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11118957503909362825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761379.post-83984689945048348952011-06-13T20:53:00.002-05:002011-06-13T20:56:13.097-05:00

This is the conversation I just had with my husband while watching Master Chef:A: What do you think his signature ingredient is?Me (with gusto): Boogers. Scabs. Oozing puss and bloody boils!A: I think it's time for you to go to bed.Me: If you'd gotten me Arbor Mist a few minutes ago like I told you to, I wouldn't even be coherent right now!Good night, world. And good luck. Especially if your

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I spent about a solid week watching food documentaries during the boys' naptime. By Wednesday of that week, Andrew would come home after work and ask, "So, what subversive food documentary did you watch today?" He gots jokes. Among the ones I watched (that I remember) were King Corn (which now has a follow-up I haven't seen), (also I wasn't able to finish this one due to the dry narration...)Food

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read a familiar Bible story but seen it in a new way? That happened to me earlier this week, when I resumed my chronological Bible reading timeline with the story of Jacob and Esau. As often as I've read that account before, it read differently to me this time, and it only got more soap-opera-ish as I proceeded to chapter 30, which finds Rachel fed up with her barrenness and jealous of her sister

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I stopped my chronological Bible reading for a while, as BSF and - uh - everything else took over my time. So now that summer's here and my schedule has calmed down, I'm hoping to get back into my plan to read the Bible cover to cover this year. Tonight, I read about Jacob and Esau. Usually when I read about these brothers, I'm annoyed by Jacob and Rebekah and confused about the whole "tricking

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Perhaps some of you parents of preschoolers out there are familiar with the television series "Busytown Mysteries," which uses characters Richard Scarry made popular years ago. Pig Will and Pig Won't, Huckle, Sally, Lowly, and the gang visit our living room daily via Netflix on the Wii.*What I'd like to do for Gabriel's upcoming birthday is host a Busytown-themed party, perhaps with a mystery/

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Street Fighter/ Mortal Kombat - Now you can literally knock your brother's block off!Tetris - Who needs yoga any more?Wii-inspired cow racingSadly, this is the end of my list. I cracked my self up so thoroughly trying to picture Mortal Kombat in the average suburban living room that I didn't actually think of much else. Any other ideas...?

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Random combination, right? I'll try to link them clearly. Last week (and the week before), our BSF study focused on chapters 52 an 53 of Isaiah, which describe the Suffering Servant. Sometimes this passage is controversial because scholars debate who it's actually about. Most people assume it's about Jesus, as does BSF. But I don't think the Servant's true identity and prophetic fulfillment are

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In December of 2009, I began to think about Lent. I wasn't doing so on purpose, as its season was still a ways away. But I could see that during stressful times I turned to spontaneous fast food fixes and hours-long television binges, and I knew that God wanted me to actively give my stresses to Him rather than pretend they didn't exist while I watched an eighth consecutive hour of "Glee" on DVD

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After reading your suggestions and talking to some of you in person, I hatched some ideas with Hubs to up our motivation and surveillance strategies with G. First, we went back to our penny system (one of the many things we tried with the babysitter who watched the boys for us while I worked until G's inconsistent behavior chased her off). The system is simple: There are four main things we want

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During the last two weeks, my older son has been getting very crafty with his disobedience. Apparently an adept opportunist, he's managed to do the following while Andrew and/or I slept peacefully in the early(ish) morning hours: *knocked down the baby gate put up to thwart him*eaten half a dozen cookies*attempted to eat at least half a dozen more cookies*eaten half his daddy's birthday chocolate

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I'm not really sure how to do this. I know I don't have the following that professional bloggers do. But I recently purchased a book that I want to share. Here's why:A year a and a half ago, we welcomed Rhys David into our lives. He was a blessed two and a half pounds smaller than his brother at birth, so we just knew we'd overcome the largest hurdle just by having a much less eventful birth

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We were in the car on the way home from meeting the newest McGuckin when Chris Tomlin's "Our God is Greater" came on the car radio. Gabriel said excitedly, "I know that song!" So I turned it up and began to sing along before I thought to ask if he likes it. He does. A few seconds later, he said, "It's all about mighty machines."And I turned the radio off quickly to keep from bursting out

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Just want to remind you to watch my brutha on Glee tonight! You won't be able to see him, but he'll be in the stands during the football scene. It'll be a *thrill* to watch and know he's there.Also, I think I have to give it to Bridgestone for the night. Hooray for tires. And America.

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E-Trades - More cute baby intelligence. And the kid told the cat to get a flu shot (she was sneezing.)Justified - Again, I'm veering from my commitment to ignore the television ads, but does anyone else think Timothy Olyphant and Josh Duhamel are the same person?Mars Needs Moms. - Animated alien movie with a kid as the protagonist. In 3-D! MehWendy's - What does their new sandwich taste like? ::

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Camaro - Narrators discussing their ideal car-driving sitch: hot woman, car chase, police chase, she's a teacher.Verizon - We have the I-phone now. I suppose Verizon wins, since it was simple instead of super annoying like it could have been. Thanks for holding back, V.**Chevy/Glee - Sue tells the kids tehy can be in a Chevy commercial in exchange for a Cruze for each of them, which of course

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Bridgestone - Man swerves so as not to hit a beaver. Six months later, a dam breaks and he skids to a stop to avoid hitting a fallen tree. The beaver has felled the tree with his teeth as a thanks to the driver.GoDaddy - Jillian Michaels and Dannica Patrick might be naked. Quick, let me long on to see! Not.VW - Lots of bugs watching one bug scurry through the forest. A new Bug is coming this

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Sonata Hybrid - Don't settle for the first thing that comes along.Couple on a date. Woman wonders lots of questions. Guy has exactly two thoughts: I want to sleep with her and I want her Pepsi Max. She doesn't share.Rio - Did a bird really just crash into and bounce off a woman's rear end?

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Rango - That makes two Johnny Depp movies I'm not interested in seeing this summer.Cars.com - Cars talking about customer reviews on Cars.comBud Light - Dog walker has a party and dogs are bartenders, and servers. Commercial ends in dogs playing poker. Eyes roll.Eh, no winner.

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NFL - Mash-up of clips from classic TV show characters getting ready to watch football (mostly).Dodge - Firefighters, cowboys, Army - the kind of strength that only comes in numbers. Buy lots of Doge Ram trucks. Boo. Trucks and soldiers are not equally important.Jack in the Box. Constitution paint job on the truck. All-American Jack combo. Too bad cheeseburgers really are incredibly American.

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Chrysler 200 - What does Detroit know about luxury?... Go American-made cars! The Eminem "8-Mile" theme was appropriate. And he's driving a Chrysler. Then there's a Black gospel choir in a movie theater. End tagline: Imported from Detroit.This one wins for the three "draws" we've had so far even though no other commercials were with it in that break.

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Stella Artois - Adrien Brody seduces women with his voice while singing in a smoky bar. Carmax - Guy gets his car washed at old-timey full service gas station. He freaks out because he thinks he's being carjacked.The X Factor - I only mention this one because Andrew was shocked that Simon would deign to wear guyliner.

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Hyundai Elantra - Trippy, random stuff swirling.Groupon.com - Set-in-Tibet-wierdness.Coke - Soldiers/border guards share coke bottles and thereby brighten their moods. Then they go back to being enemies. Hubs liked it, so I'll defer the vote to him.

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Pirates of the Caribbean part 11,000 - I'm over it, so I didn't pay attention. Even on fifty cent night, it would be too long to pay for.Mini - "Cram it in the boot." Really?Homeaway.com - Meh. Test baby bit it. Wasn't funny.

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Nfl.com - Guy uses several mobile devices to watch games and get scores.Nascar - Couple gets stuck on a ferris wheel as it dislodges and rolls through the town. One guy smiles the whole time. Why? He's a Nascar fan; that's why. **Cars.com - Poison checker keeps over from testing the king's food. A man is teleported but ends up with a leg on his head. COwboy is shot with arros. The point is you

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Microsoft - Will.i.am is interviewed about his thoughts on "the cloud" by a presumably fictional website called chatter.com**May I just say the Black Eyed Peas are more style than substance. They look cool tonight, but they don't sound brilliant. But at least Fox can count on no one flashing a boob...Also, if I ever wear an outfit that lights up, I want it to look like Ms. Pac Man. Pass me the

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After the game, go here to see the ads you missed.

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Chevy Cruze - It has real-time FB status updates. Really?Captain America - Meh. Um, I mean, Go Team America! But the commercial was kinda lame.CarMax - Weird. Not easily describable. Just trust me.

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Snickers - Loggers aren't themselves when they're hungry; they're whiny actors.Career Builder - Monkeys park too close to a guy and he can't get out of his car.Super 8 - Top secret project from Spielberg and Abrams, according to Hubs. It's got Elle Fanning and some kind of plot-driving disaster: aliens? star crashing into Earth? robot chickens? Who can tell?No real standouts this time...

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Coke - Random, computer generated cartoon dragon drinks Coke and wins medieval battle on behalf of the people whose fortress was about to be stormed. Meh. I mean, the dragon spewed fireworks. Not exactly cool.Thor - The ad doesn't actually say much about the movie, but it does show Natalie Portman hoping Thor is not crazy.VW - Darth Vader-clad kid's father uses remote start to let his kid think

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Budweiser - Clydesdales bearing beer save the bartender's arse when he doesn't have any left on hand for the trigger happy drifter who strides purposefully into his bar. And then they all sing "Tiny Dancer." That ruined it.Teleflora - Faith Hill helps a lyricist write what's in his heart on a card for his girlfriend's flowers. What's in his heart? How awesome her lady parts are...Transformers -

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Bridgestone - Guy accidentally hits "reply all" and freaks out, rushing around town taking people's computers and smart phones away so they can't read their email. Only when he's back at his desk does the guy he sent the email to realize he didn't actually hit "reply all."Chevy - bleh commercial about some electric carGoDaddy.co - Joan Rivers is the new GoDaddy girl. Funny punch line but tired

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Eminem's demands for making a commercial. He usually hates the product he would be promoting, but not the case with Lipton Brisk Iced Tea. But he still hates it that they won't change the name to "Eminem's Shut Up and Drink This." It's a funny commercial, but know that stuff's probably one of those 80% sugar/HFCS/corn sugar monstrosities of nature.This one ran on a short break all by itself, so

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Cowboys and Aliens - bad-looking movie with good actors in itKia Optima - Helicopter picks up a car. Sea god rises out of the water to take it, only to be usurped by a UFO. And then comes another space people to steal the same car from the alien....Raising Hope - I'm generally going to ignore the ads for TV shows, but Raising Hope is funny. You should watch it.

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Pepsi Max - Dorky Dude has a remote that knocks out the preppy meanies. Teh funny.Doritos - Bachelor with messy house uses Doritos crumbs to clean up before his roommate returns. But when he knocks over an urn with his roommate's grandfather's remains, he isn't sure how Doritos will fix it. They bring him back to life, of course!Mazda - I'm actually unsure what brand of car this commercial

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Bud Light - Product placement in strange, inappropriate, unnatural ways on 3 Musketeers-like film set.Chevy Silverado - Man keeps using his truck to help people and animals out of outlandish situations.Fast Five - Vin Diesel and fast cars. (I'll probably see it anyway)

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Doritos - In an office breakroom, one dude literally sucks cheese off another dude's fingers. Then, the same dude takes off and licks the pants of a man who's wiped Doritos dust on his pants just seconds before.Chevy Cruze Eco - Candy striper has to clarify what the car is called for older people in a nursing home.Pepsi Max - Wife continually takes bad food out of her husband's mouth and replaces

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Bud Light -Kitchen redo where the only change is putting a bucket of Bud Light on the islandDoritos - Man taunts dog through glass door, only to have dog knock door down to get Doritos.Audi - Two men try to escape from a mansion. One man is hoodwinked into getting into a nondescript luxury car (He's immediately driven back into the mansion and locked in a gilded cell). The other guy escapes...in

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Kung Fu Panda - All I have to say is do we really need another one? And the commercial was only okay. (We will wok you, anyone?)McDonald's - Bear shows report card to his dad, who responds by demonstrating how to disturb a car with people inside - to get to the Mcfries. I have a soft spot for Mcfries, myself - the pre and post transfat versions.Living Social - A close second, this ad for a

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Fifteen minutes before kickoff, after both teams ran out (to lame song choices, might I add. Fat Boy Slim and Jock Jam? I thought we weren't in high school any more...). Not much notable, but the winner was definitely the ad for Adam Sandler and Jennifer Aniston's upcoming "Just Go With It." It featured lots of Brooklyn Decker's wet, bikini-clad body coming out of the water. But the real reason

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Some stuff I've been drooling over this weekend...Nearly everything on ModCloth makes me drool, but even their sale dresses are out of my price range. Could I afford to splurge and spend thirty bucks on a dress? Maybe. But it's just not prudent, yknow?I fell in like with the wall mural in this nursery, which was linked an another design blog I've been reading recently. I can see visions of it on

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I'm planning my Sunday school lesson for tomorrow morning. This is not abnormal activity for my Saturday night. I usually have a big idea in mind, but I don't tend to plan the specifics until the last minute. This of course means that tomorrow's lesson is about giving God our best (i.e.: not procrastinating when it comes to doing His work). I did a search on biblegateway for "firstfruits" so I

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has done its best to kick the crap out of me. It began around one thirty this morning, with a soaking wet Rhys screaming in his crib. He of course refused to go back to sleep in his dry crib with his dry diaper after Daddy changed him. So Daddy stepped in again and brought him to me to cuddle. Usually, Rhys will play in our room, but last night he pretty much went straight to sleep - and then

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Hubs will turn the bit 3-0 next month, and I figured out just in the nick of time that if I started giving him a present a day on the fifteenth of January, he'd get one each day for thirty days, with the thirtieth day being his Berfday.The gifts are small-ish, of course, but he likes that I'm doing it for him, and G loves picking a present for him each day.Here are some of the ones he's received

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be a brat for saying so, but I don't even want to consider "giving back" to my university - through volunteering my time or finances - until at least a good decade after I've paid off loan debt. I figure I've given them any chance I had at a student-loan-free credit report. What more could I possibly (want to) give?

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An idea struck me in church last week to write about purity. Originally, I was thinking of something along the lines of a pamphlet, but when I really started to think of Bible verses that address purity of thought, spirit, and body, I realized my thoughts would more easily be expressed in the form of a book.So much about how I've seen and heard Christians address the subject of sexuality is

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This seems to be the theme of the day. I've gotten plenty done - maybe too much. Arguably, I'd be just as tired if I'd tried to lay on the couch and veg all morning, as the boys would surely have worn me out with constant brotherly brawling (or the little-people version of it).I have to thank God publicly here, since I use this forum often to whine and I don't want it to become lopsided. The jobs

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Since I shared the only two Christmas-day pictures Hubby took in my other post, I'll redirect you to the pictures from our November photo shoot.

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If I'd been the one taking pictures (which I could have taken over fairly easily but chose not to), there'd be more. Instead, we have a long video I'll spare you. Look at these instead:

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From our Christmas picture shoot...And a happy seventh anniversary to my Boo!

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Unbeknownst to me, last-night's gift-wrapping spree yielded megaphones for my boys, not cardboard to recycle tomorrow...

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Gabriel loves this nativity set that one of Andrew's co-workers gave him. Knowing Kay, she probably intended to please G and ever-so-slightly annoy his parents (since at the press of a button a short monologue and song trio sound). But we all enjoy it, especially as G knows how to touch the button sparingly...

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Um, sorry for the no-show-ness around here. But I'll make up for lost time shortly (hopefully before the boys wake up, assuming they're both asleep to begin with). First, Day Sixteen - a self-shot photo of me and the littl'un:

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Last night, I rather foolishly - in hindsight - spent an hour or so lounging in the tub with this American classic, which I've never read before. Six-ish hours after I went to bed, five AM arrived, and Rhys figured it was high time to start screaming.Happy Thursday.

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I think of myself this way, as a funky-hip kind of chickadee. But I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have had the idea to put together a wedding ensemble like this or have worn it had it been presented to me. Cute though, innit?

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In which Rhys lounges under the tree with the cats...

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G's favorite thing about Advent (besides the Bob the Builder truck he'll finally be able to play with): the chocolate from our countdown calendar...

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It's funny that the number "11" could be imagined as two legs standing straight up without stretching one's imagination too far. Rhys is almost walking independently. He will toddle a few steps and then fall, but he's not discouraged. I hope he'll be walking well enough for decent pictures or video by Christmas. But as I have none of either just yet, take a look at this cutie pie instead.

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In which G chose his attire and dressed himself (and his truck) with no input from me, really

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He's neither sitting nor spinning, but ain't he cute anyway?

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The second time God gave Moses the Ten Commandments, Moses' face was radiant when he came down from Mount Sinai. Now, if it weren't so (oh, so very) early in the morning as I write this, I'd possibly share the idea that all our faces should radiate after meeting with God - that people should see us and know we were in His presence.But today is not that day.I just want to stick to what happened to

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My self-proclaimed "cute little reindeer"

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I thought I could do this all, and maybe I can in time. But today it feels like too much:Monday (alternating Mondays, mind you): MOPS in the morning, work in the afternoon - MOPS is great. It's like a support group for me. But the logistics of getting there with the boys, bringing them home for lunch, changing clothes for work, and making sure I have dinner in some stage of preparation for Andrew

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I'd love to know how/why I'm sleepier this morning, having risen at 7:15, than I was yesterday, having risen at 6:38. Anyway, the first picture is of G's Christmas tree being decorated with big red bead garlands we got from Michael's. The second is of the boys, who both awoke before I did this morning. Happy Tuesday!

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New Penguin PJs! (Who says onesies are just for kids?)

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We have Christmas lights up on our house (for the first time)...(Find Days 1 through 3 here.)

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and am appropriately tired. Working out a new routine for our family evenings is much more tiresome and challenging than the job itself, which is straightforward and rather linear in its nature.This evening, I've been cooking instead of sleeping. I may regret this when six AM rolls around and my children are awake...

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when I was still teaching high school English (or something like it), a student - Philip - and I somehow found ourselves talking about church. Perhaps I'd mentioned mine was Episcopal, and he wanted to know about it. At some point in this conversation, he asked me if we bowed to/in front of crosses. I responded that some people did but that I didn't, just as a sign of respect and reverence, etc.

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During my readings this week, two thoughts have stayed with me: I really want to watch The Prince of Egypt again (and wish Netflix had it available instantly), and I've taken notice of the numerous times the theme of the firstborn son appears in the story of the Hebrews' exodus from Egypt.I cannot help but wonder if God's command to Abraham to kill his only son Isaac is meant mostly - i f not

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I like words. I talk them lots, I read them lots, I analyze them lots, I write them lots.I'm an English degree holder. If I didn't like words, I'd be in the wrong business. But I've also recently come to a place in my life where I can no longer separate my wasteful daily habits from hopelessly asthmatic children with the misfortune of living on streets where hundreds of trucks travel daily to

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A couple of weeks ago, I posted some questions that have been weighing rather heavily on my heart. I received some earnest, honest, insightful comments, all of which I took to heart. BGB's in particular stuck with me. She asked what I felt when I asked God about the assurance that my first baby - whom I miscarried - is in Heaven. And the truth is that I hadn't asked Him. I wanted to find a

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is over. Gabriel has just made me my very own ATM machine. As long as we can pay the bills in Legos, we're good. :)

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has seemed exceptionally long. Two women close to me are experiencing life-altering difficulties: One is going through a divorce after more than two decades of marriage, and another is discovering the inside of her body is not as healthy as the outside would have us believe (The "c" word is a factor, though the type, extent, and beginning course of treatment are still up in the air).Much of what

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and I'm a couch potato.I'd like not to be anymore, as my post-two-children tummy looks remarkably similar to my baby's (that is to say: round). The trouble is my mind is motivated to find a form of exercise that works for me. And I'm willing to work it into my daily routine with the boys. However, I'm not willing to fork over money for a gym membership or for a bunch of exercise-related props or

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this song before, but never from the beginning - until yesterday. So I had no idea it was titled "Glory Baby" until the radio announcer gave a brief introduction to it, explaining that a listener had called and requested it played for what would have been her child's fifth birthday.And I lost it. I really tried not to, as I was driving to pick G up from MDO at the time. But my emotions were

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Anybody else troubled by this story? BffJ and I were talking about it recently, and she says it's one of the Bible stories that she's never understood. She's heard it preached from the "sovereignty of God" angle - which is probably the only one I've ever heard, besides maybe the occasional "this was only a test." Of course, the latter preachers are probably the same who would say the book of Job

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I am happy for many reasons, one of the main ones being that my children go to bed earlier. Oh, joy.Nights out for Andrew and me can begin sooner; nights in can be more leisurely and less half-asleep. That is, unless I find myself falling asleep in my pasta at six o'clock in the evening.It's pitiful, I know. No one told me when we were starting our family how quickly we would begin to feel old. (

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was not as I remembered it. I remembered Job as being slightly audacious in questioning God, and God being rather outraged in response. This time around, I didn't read it that way at all. Sure, Job goes on and on (and on), conversing with his friends, defending himself against their accusations. But when God does respond, while His response is powerful, it does not seem angry to me. And it's also

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You know, like "drunkdialing" or "drunktexting." Well I can assure you I'm not drunk right now, but I'm jetlagged, which I think feels similar, so how about some "lagblogging?"We watched "Red" tonight. Funny movie. My husband highly recommends you see it and then tell all your friends how awesome it was. I think it's because one of his goals in life is to be an (perhaps inexplicably) eccentric

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For I know my redeemer livesand in the end He will stand on the earthFor I know my redeemer livesand in the end He will reign on the earthThough my flesh be destroyedyet with my eyes I will see GodFor I know that my redeemer livesand I will stand with Him on that day (2x)Now. Did you know those lyrics come from Job? (Or if they don't they can certainly be found there) And guess what? Job doesn't

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Today is National Don't Eat at McDonald's Day. I stopped at the drive-thru to order an impulse Happy Meal. So I sat at the drive-thru closest to the buliding (there are two). And I waited. And waited.And started to reverse outta there cuz I was tired of waiting, but the driveway was too curvy to back out comfortably, so I waited some more.Then another car pulled into the other drive-thru and got

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I'm attempting to cook enough food today to get us through the next few days til we leave for our yearly pilgrimage to Andrew's motherland. Where'd the energy come from? Your guess is as good as mine...

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I think they get a bad wrap. I mean, Job is in an unimaginably calamitous situation, seemingly through no fault of their own. What do his friends do by try to make sense of it? What would you do? Really? Pray for your friend? Surely Job's friends did.Wonder aloud if your friend was praying for himself? If his relationship with God was in his heart or just for show? The story of Job is usually a

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Remember the dead lizard from a couple of weeks ago? Well, I guess a distant relative came looking for it, but it somehow died before getting too far into the dining room.What the heck?!And Hubs doesn't get why they gross me out. I explain they're animals, not insects, and that they weren't common pests in my house when I was younger. In fact, I never saw them in my house at all. I might have

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I'm a little stuck this morning on Genesis 9:20-24. It's Ham who discovers his father Noah's nakedness and decides to share this rather than covering him, but it's Ham's son Canaan who receives the curse from Noah. I've read a couple of commentaries with insight as to why, but none are satisfying me.My brow remains furrowed...

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We're sitting in front of the television, watching Audrina Patridge do a decent quickstep (following a regrettable "jive" from Michael Bolton), when Andrew comments aloud that she's not too bad.And then he adds, "She could eat a sammich or two," and I smile with my heart. :)

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