You HAVE to see Caleb walk in my sister's blog. He just took his first steps on Saturday. What a triumphant thing to accomplish. Maybe it's not that triumphant, but it is exciting.
a MUST see:
http://babyredoutey.blogspot.com/
Monday, March 30, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
bad turned good
I had the best day on Wenesday for some reason, and then when I thought about it, nothing really seemed that good about it. I just think the good things prevailed!
Wednesday, overall a good day, even though it was the middle of the week.
I did my Extreme Cross Training class, which was my 5th time doing it, and I'm still sore! Sore should be bad, but I definitely consider being sore a good thing. It's painful, yet exciting.
Then while I'm hobbling down the stairs in pain, but happy, I go into the smoothie store by the entrance. I've never tried it so I decide to go in that day. I saw my absolute favorite drink... peanut butter and banana smoothie. And to top it off it was called the "Elvis" drink. Elvis is my favorite celebrity of all times. (sidenote: that would be fun to have a smoothie shop, where they all had funky names that were created and named by the customers. Like Bagel and Deli! Ooh, I want one right now.) The girl tells me they are all out of bananas. I said that was okay, and I would just try my 2nd favorite drink, the chai drink. She said they were all out of any chai flavors. Sad.
No Elvis drink. No chai drink. Still hobbling to the car because my legs were so tired. Yet I was still cheery.
I decide to go to Smoothie King and get my Peanut Power drink, smoothie king never runs out of bananas. I got the 6$ drink and it was huge. I sucked on it happily for about 45 minutes. Since it had taken me that long to drink it, you would think I would be relieved it was gone. That last, loud slurp was disappointing that it was all gone. Still, I had forgotten about no Elvis and no chai and was happy about my 45 minutes of Peanut Power.
Then on my way home, I was slightly bummed that it was nice out and I hadn't spent a minute outside, and I was going straight to church that night when I got home. But I looked to my right and saw my first green grass lawn of the year. The first sighting of the new year of the green grass lawn always gives ya a good feeling. I'm glad I have mine documented: In year 2009, a Wednesday on March 25th at about 5:50 pm... green came back.
Then to end the night, we have been having a church service every night for 2 hours. 6- 2 hr. services in a week. I was not too excited about the whole idea Sunday morning, knowing I was going to be attending all of these services... just about 13 hours in a week. But to be honest, it's been exciting to be dedicated to something that is good for me. So, that is just another example of something that seems like it was going to be bad, but was turned good!
No days are without the bad, but what I pray for all of you is that your good outweighs the bad!
Wednesday, overall a good day, even though it was the middle of the week.
I did my Extreme Cross Training class, which was my 5th time doing it, and I'm still sore! Sore should be bad, but I definitely consider being sore a good thing. It's painful, yet exciting.
Then while I'm hobbling down the stairs in pain, but happy, I go into the smoothie store by the entrance. I've never tried it so I decide to go in that day. I saw my absolute favorite drink... peanut butter and banana smoothie. And to top it off it was called the "Elvis" drink. Elvis is my favorite celebrity of all times. (sidenote: that would be fun to have a smoothie shop, where they all had funky names that were created and named by the customers. Like Bagel and Deli! Ooh, I want one right now.) The girl tells me they are all out of bananas. I said that was okay, and I would just try my 2nd favorite drink, the chai drink. She said they were all out of any chai flavors. Sad.
No Elvis drink. No chai drink. Still hobbling to the car because my legs were so tired. Yet I was still cheery.
I decide to go to Smoothie King and get my Peanut Power drink, smoothie king never runs out of bananas. I got the 6$ drink and it was huge. I sucked on it happily for about 45 minutes. Since it had taken me that long to drink it, you would think I would be relieved it was gone. That last, loud slurp was disappointing that it was all gone. Still, I had forgotten about no Elvis and no chai and was happy about my 45 minutes of Peanut Power.
Then on my way home, I was slightly bummed that it was nice out and I hadn't spent a minute outside, and I was going straight to church that night when I got home. But I looked to my right and saw my first green grass lawn of the year. The first sighting of the new year of the green grass lawn always gives ya a good feeling. I'm glad I have mine documented: In year 2009, a Wednesday on March 25th at about 5:50 pm... green came back.
Then to end the night, we have been having a church service every night for 2 hours. 6- 2 hr. services in a week. I was not too excited about the whole idea Sunday morning, knowing I was going to be attending all of these services... just about 13 hours in a week. But to be honest, it's been exciting to be dedicated to something that is good for me. So, that is just another example of something that seems like it was going to be bad, but was turned good!
No days are without the bad, but what I pray for all of you is that your good outweighs the bad!
Are all beaches old?
I don't know why I thought this was such a funny conversation, but It was...
I was telling my mom about this beach Sparky and I are going to go visit outside of Rio.
I said,"We're going to go visit an antique beach called Paraty."
"What do you mean an antique beach?"
"I mean it's an old beach."
"How can a beach be old, ALL sand is old?"
"I meant it is an old town."
"What makes it old?"
"It has a lot of history to it."
"What kind of history?"
"I'm not sure."
"Oh, ok."
antique? old sand? why old? history?
Leave it to moms to always ask questions :)
I was telling my mom about this beach Sparky and I are going to go visit outside of Rio.
I said,"We're going to go visit an antique beach called Paraty."
"What do you mean an antique beach?"
"I mean it's an old beach."
"How can a beach be old, ALL sand is old?"
"I meant it is an old town."
"What makes it old?"
"It has a lot of history to it."
"What kind of history?"
"I'm not sure."
"Oh, ok."
antique? old sand? why old? history?
Leave it to moms to always ask questions :)
Thursday, February 26, 2009
sleeping late, working, then chillin' with the amigos
This story was from a book, The 4 Hour Workweek. Thought it was kind of funny and clever. I don't know if those are 2 of the right words to describe it, but you can come up with 2 words of your own after reading it! (Maybe ironic or interesting?)
The conversation between an American man with a Mexican man:
“But… What do you do with the rest of your time?”
The Mexican looked up and smiled. “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take a siesta with my wife, Julia, and stroll into the village each evening, where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life, senor.”
The American laughed and stood tall. “Sire, I’m a Harvard M.B.A. and can help you. You should spend more time fishing, and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. In no time, you could buy several boats with the increased haul. Eventually, you would have a fleet of fishing boats.”
He continued, “Instead of selling your catch to a middleman, you would sell directly to the consumers, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing, and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village, of course, and move to Mexico City, then to Los Angeles, and eventually New York City, where you could run your expanding enterprise with proper management.”
The Mexican fisherman asked, “But, senor, how long will all this take?”
To which the American replied, “15 – 20 year. 25 tops.”
“But what then, senor?”
The American laughed and said, “That’s the best part. When the time is right, you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich. You would make millions.”
“Millions, senor? Then what?”
“Then you would retire and move to a small coastal fishing village, where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take a siesta with your wife, and stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos…”
The conversation between an American man with a Mexican man:
“But… What do you do with the rest of your time?”
The Mexican looked up and smiled. “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take a siesta with my wife, Julia, and stroll into the village each evening, where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life, senor.”
The American laughed and stood tall. “Sire, I’m a Harvard M.B.A. and can help you. You should spend more time fishing, and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. In no time, you could buy several boats with the increased haul. Eventually, you would have a fleet of fishing boats.”
He continued, “Instead of selling your catch to a middleman, you would sell directly to the consumers, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing, and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village, of course, and move to Mexico City, then to Los Angeles, and eventually New York City, where you could run your expanding enterprise with proper management.”
The Mexican fisherman asked, “But, senor, how long will all this take?”
To which the American replied, “15 – 20 year. 25 tops.”
“But what then, senor?”
The American laughed and said, “That’s the best part. When the time is right, you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich. You would make millions.”
“Millions, senor? Then what?”
“Then you would retire and move to a small coastal fishing village, where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take a siesta with your wife, and stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos…”
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
grandparent's day shout out
I just got word that Grandparent's Day is coming up. The kids have to act sweet and civilized for an entire morning and do a program and eat refreshing snacks with their grandparents. Oh dear Lord. I have to come up with a program. My last memory of Grandparent's Day was when I was in 1st grade 19 years ago and I have a picture of me passing them a refreshing snack to eat and I looked very sweet and civilized and had a very cute tight braid in my hair. The braid that goes down both sides and into a bun like Star Wars. This is definitely a time where I will ask the other teachers, "What are you doing?" "Sounds good. That's what I will do also!"
Sunday, February 22, 2009
enjoying what you have
Today my pastor's sermon was on Ecclesiastes 5. I thought his last point was very interesting so I thought I would share it with y'all...
Ecclesiastes 5:19 says, "Moreover, when God gives any man wealth and possessions, and enables him to enjoy them, to accept his lot and be happy in his work- this is a gift of God." (italicized was added by me)
So the paster pointed out that we shouldn't ask for more, we should request the gift of enjoying life! The real gift is not having what you want, but enjoying what you have. Enjoy your home, enjoy your job, enjoy your children, your wife, your husband, your friends, your city.
Paul in Philippians 4:12 said almost just that as well, "I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want." Philippians, one of my favorite books in the Bible. Read it, it's good stuff.
Ecclesiastes 5:19 says, "Moreover, when God gives any man wealth and possessions, and enables him to enjoy them, to accept his lot and be happy in his work- this is a gift of God." (italicized was added by me)
So the paster pointed out that we shouldn't ask for more, we should request the gift of enjoying life! The real gift is not having what you want, but enjoying what you have. Enjoy your home, enjoy your job, enjoy your children, your wife, your husband, your friends, your city.
Paul in Philippians 4:12 said almost just that as well, "I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want." Philippians, one of my favorite books in the Bible. Read it, it's good stuff.
new name option for a baby: Tied
My friend was telling boy name options for her new baby. (I don't remember the options she said so I"m going to make them up because it actually doesn't matter in the story!) She says, "I might call it Mark, Evan, or tied with Evan is Hunter." Another girl said "Oh! Tied sounds like a good name." She didn't comment, thinking maybe the other girl would just figure it out on her own.
Then of course she runs into the same girl another time, and the girl asks her, "So did you name your baby Tied? What a cute name."
I do actually think it sounds like a good name, but maybe spelled Tyde. But little does she know it was the word tied as in "equal with something else". Or the game was "tied" at half time.
Then of course she runs into the same girl another time, and the girl asks her, "So did you name your baby Tied? What a cute name."
I do actually think it sounds like a good name, but maybe spelled Tyde. But little does she know it was the word tied as in "equal with something else". Or the game was "tied" at half time.
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