7 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME...
* I am the shortest member of my family (5'2")
* I gained 60 pounds during my first pregnancy and lost it all within a year.
* I gained 40 pounds during my second pregnancy and lost 50 in 8 months.
* I have found 20 of them in the last two years.
* I am afflicted with a strange combination of OCD and ADD. ODD for short.
* I have been baptized twice (got it right the second time!)
* I have been married twice (got it right the second time!)
7 THINGS THAT SCARE ME...
* The thought of never seeing my daughters again.
* Not knowing their whereabouts at any given time.
* The thought that something could happen to them and I'd have no way of knowing.
* The legacy of abuse/alcoholism/divorce being passed on to my children.
* My family's history of health problems
* Mammograms
* Dirty old men
7 RANDOM/MUSIC AT THE MOMENT...
* Point of Grace - all
* Chris Rice - Deep Enough to Dream album, Cartoons
* Peter Penrose - debut album
* Don Williams - all
* The Eagles - most
* Norah Jones - Come Away With Me (our song)
* Vince Gill - that voice!
7 THINGS/PEOPLE I LIKE THE MOST...
* Rain
* Chocolate
* Coke - the real thing or C2
* Reading
* Singing
* Laughing
* Iced tea, unsweetened
7 THINGS I SAY THE MOST...
* I love my husband *sigh* (said to him)
* I married a moron. (in answer to his question, "What's wrong with you?")
* Dude, where's your manners? (to Andrew)
* This is your mother, please call me back. (after the beep on the girls' cell phones)
* Dang. I'm late for work. (nearly every morning)
* I love you. (in every conversation with my husband and kids)
* Lord, forgive me... (daily)
7 PEOPLE TO DO THIS...
Great. This is the hard part. Are there even 7 people who read my blog?
Diane (Praying for a prodigal)
Dawn (Call me Grandma Dawn)
Bernadette (Texas Gal)
Paulette (My Life Shifting)
Theresa (Bullfrogs & Butterflies)
Faith (Faithful Mommy)
Yellow Mama (One Step Up From Stupid)
Okay, ladies. Now it's your turn. Please let me know if you play along. (No pressure, of course.)
Friday, June 30, 2006
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Update...Update...Update
We interrupt this program to bring you the most current news in the world of me, the blogger known as Brenda, which, coincidentally, is my name. I'll also answer to Brender, Mom, Mrs. Brenda, Aunt Brenda, Bren, honey-darlin'-sweetie pie or witchy-poo (depending upon which mood the hubster thinks I'm in, and he's entitled to his opinion even if he's wrong, so let's just leave it at that, shall we?) and/or hey beautiful. What? It could happen.
Tomorrow is the last day of our fiscal year at work, and they threw us a party this evening to celebrate. We left work early for the festivities, which included our own version of American Idol and a drawing for door prizes. Y'all, I won a door prize! I rarely win anything, but today I won a coffee table book donated by the Georgia Museum of Art. "California Impressionists" sounds impressive, no? I love my job.
So far, I've received no response to the email I sent to my home church regarding the questionable link on their website. I sent it to the pastor and the youth minister a week ago and a couple of days later to the church secretary. I even sent a second email suggesting another link they could use instead. Still haven't contacted the webmaster, which is probably what I should have done in the first place, and haven't decided yet if I will. I'm trying to figure out why it matters so much. I mean, I know why I care what they have on their website - because I'm still a member there. But why does it bother me that I've gotten no response? Carl suggests the possibility, regardless of the close relationship I had working with them for 5 years, that they haven't taken kindly to the idea of men being rebuked by a woman. Could be, I guess. I hope they didn't take the email to be rude. It's not the first email I've sent to the pastor. The last one was rather heartfelt, a note of appreciation and encouragement, following a service I attended in which his sermon ministered to me. No reply to that one either, but it didn't bother me like this does. Leaves me feeling kinda church-homeless.
Maybe they forgot to wind the internet. It is Hooterville, and high-speed access wasn't available when I was there. Oh well.
Thank you all for your prayers for my girls. Keep 'em coming if you would - we're not out of the dark yet. I don't speak with them daily, though I try. It's comforting that they are together, and I have informed them that I do not intend to let them be separated again. Yesterday, when I spoke to Sarah, I asked her once again to pray that God would give her a desire to grow in her faith and a willingness to trust Him in all things. She said she would. I'm praying that He'll strengthen the bond between them and prepare her to come with her sister for the school year. I would so rather have either or both of them resent me now for uprooting them than to have them resent me the rest of their lives for not seeing to it that they were firmly rooted in Christ. Whatever it takes, Lord. Whatever it takes.
Well, that about wraps it up. God bless you for stopping by. Hope your day is absotively, posilutely wondermous!
Tomorrow is the last day of our fiscal year at work, and they threw us a party this evening to celebrate. We left work early for the festivities, which included our own version of American Idol and a drawing for door prizes. Y'all, I won a door prize! I rarely win anything, but today I won a coffee table book donated by the Georgia Museum of Art. "California Impressionists" sounds impressive, no? I love my job.
So far, I've received no response to the email I sent to my home church regarding the questionable link on their website. I sent it to the pastor and the youth minister a week ago and a couple of days later to the church secretary. I even sent a second email suggesting another link they could use instead. Still haven't contacted the webmaster, which is probably what I should have done in the first place, and haven't decided yet if I will. I'm trying to figure out why it matters so much. I mean, I know why I care what they have on their website - because I'm still a member there. But why does it bother me that I've gotten no response? Carl suggests the possibility, regardless of the close relationship I had working with them for 5 years, that they haven't taken kindly to the idea of men being rebuked by a woman. Could be, I guess. I hope they didn't take the email to be rude. It's not the first email I've sent to the pastor. The last one was rather heartfelt, a note of appreciation and encouragement, following a service I attended in which his sermon ministered to me. No reply to that one either, but it didn't bother me like this does. Leaves me feeling kinda church-homeless.
Maybe they forgot to wind the internet. It is Hooterville, and high-speed access wasn't available when I was there. Oh well.
Thank you all for your prayers for my girls. Keep 'em coming if you would - we're not out of the dark yet. I don't speak with them daily, though I try. It's comforting that they are together, and I have informed them that I do not intend to let them be separated again. Yesterday, when I spoke to Sarah, I asked her once again to pray that God would give her a desire to grow in her faith and a willingness to trust Him in all things. She said she would. I'm praying that He'll strengthen the bond between them and prepare her to come with her sister for the school year. I would so rather have either or both of them resent me now for uprooting them than to have them resent me the rest of their lives for not seeing to it that they were firmly rooted in Christ. Whatever it takes, Lord. Whatever it takes.
Well, that about wraps it up. God bless you for stopping by. Hope your day is absotively, posilutely wondermous!
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Poetry Thursday
A few years ago, I participated in an online poetry forum. Participants were challenged to write a poem a day for 30 days. I didn't make it 30 days, but I did make an effort. It's not as easy as one might think. I don't consider myself a poet, and I haven't tried since then to write anything new. Indeed, I am a rank amateur (rank meaning malodorous.) I offer, as proof, the following examples of my mad skillz:
Mother Goose Grows Up
Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet
armed with a can of Raid.
She had no more fear when the spider came near,
so bravely she pointed and sprayed.
These days she sits around on her duff - it's
quite a bit larger now.
She consumed all the curds and whey (so I've heard)
then she went and devoured the cow.
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Humpty Dumpty's only recourse
when Mrs. Dumpty filed for divorce
was to hire a lawyer
from King and Associates -
the best his money could buy.
She represented herself.
Humpty, a Wall Street broker,
really wanted to choke her
when she got it all
thanks to his lawyer,
who didn't even try.
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Bo Peep has lost her lambs again:
she will not keep her eye on them
and leaves them alone for days.
A neighbor called Authorities,
reported her activities,
and the State took them away.
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Yes, well, there you have it,folks. My contribution to "Poetry Thursday". Have a fantabulous day!
Mother Goose Grows Up
Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet
armed with a can of Raid.
She had no more fear when the spider came near,
so bravely she pointed and sprayed.
These days she sits around on her duff - it's
quite a bit larger now.
She consumed all the curds and whey (so I've heard)
then she went and devoured the cow.
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Humpty Dumpty's only recourse
when Mrs. Dumpty filed for divorce
was to hire a lawyer
from King and Associates -
the best his money could buy.
She represented herself.
Humpty, a Wall Street broker,
really wanted to choke her
when she got it all
thanks to his lawyer,
who didn't even try.
---------------------------------
Bo Peep has lost her lambs again:
she will not keep her eye on them
and leaves them alone for days.
A neighbor called Authorities,
reported her activities,
and the State took them away.
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Yes, well, there you have it,folks. My contribution to "Poetry Thursday". Have a fantabulous day!
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Fifty Ways To Grieve Your Mother
I went to bed early last night and went right to sleep. Next thing I know it's midnight and I'm wide awake. With a song running through my head. A Simon and Garfunkel tune that keeps playing itself over and over, but the words are different. And it goes like this:
There must be fifty ways to grieve your mother
Fifty ways to grieve your mother
Just step on a crack, Jack
Wreck her new van, Stan
You don't need to share toys, Roy
Just go climb a tree
Learn how to cuss, Gus
You don't wanna discuss much
Just set the cat free, Lee
And eat all the cheese
Just start talkin' smack, Jack
Break a new dish, Trish
You don't have to be clean, Jean
Just try to be mean
Hop on the bed, Fred
You don't need to obey much
Just don't brush your teeth, Keith
And then you shall see
There must be fifty ways to grieve your mother
Fifty ways to grieve your mother. . .
Yeah. So anyway. How'd you sleep?
There must be fifty ways to grieve your mother
Fifty ways to grieve your mother
Just step on a crack, Jack
Wreck her new van, Stan
You don't need to share toys, Roy
Just go climb a tree
Learn how to cuss, Gus
You don't wanna discuss much
Just set the cat free, Lee
And eat all the cheese
Just start talkin' smack, Jack
Break a new dish, Trish
You don't have to be clean, Jean
Just try to be mean
Hop on the bed, Fred
You don't need to obey much
Just don't brush your teeth, Keith
And then you shall see
There must be fifty ways to grieve your mother
Fifty ways to grieve your mother. . .
Yeah. So anyway. How'd you sleep?
Treasure Tuesday
This is my treasure for today. Every morning, I have a new Bible verse waiting for me in my inbox. It never fails to give me a lift, and it's very encouraging when the Verse of the Day applies to my particular situation that day. It also keeps me in God's word daily. When I've let myself get too busy to go to the scriptures, they come to me! What it won't do is drag me out of bed an hour earlier for quiet time, but at least it does motivate me to pick up my Bible, or look up the verse online at Bible Gateway, and read it in context. It's a great memory verse tool as well.
Daily Bible Verse
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Provided by Christ NotesThere is a way that seems right to a man, but in the end it leads to death.
Proverbs 16:25 (New International Version)
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