Thanks, Kay, for the tag. I love being tagged...it makes me feel wanted!
One-Word Responses Meme
1 Where is your cell phone? purse
2 Relationship? married
3 Your hair? multi-colored
4 Work? always!
5 Your sister? fun!
6 Your favorite things? kids
7 Your dream last night? unremarkable
8 Your favorite drink? water
9 Your dream car? convertible
10 The room you're in? dining
11 Your shoes? everywhere
12 Your fears? fewer
13 What do you want to be in 10 years? godlier
14 Who did you hang out with this weekend? friend
15 What are you not good at? sports
16 Muffins? absolutely
17 Wish-list item? house
18 Where you grew up? home
19 The last thing you did? talk
20 What are you wearing? clothes
21 What are you not wearing? glasses
22 Your pet? sleeping
23 Your computer? laptop
24 Your life? predictable
25 Your mood? better
26 Missing? sons
27 What are you thinking about? finances
28 Your car? black
29 Your kitchen? ancient
30 Your summer? done
31 Your favorite color? teal
32 Last time you laughed? today
33 Last time you cried? earlier
34 Last school? BCC
35 Love? hard
36 Tag? Jen
Monday, August 20, 2007
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Cna yuo raed tihs?
Cna yuo raed tihs?Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can. fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too.
i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!
I saw this cool tidbit on the magic979.com website and just had to share.
So, can you read it? Leave a comment and let me know!
i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!
I saw this cool tidbit on the magic979.com website and just had to share.
So, can you read it? Leave a comment and let me know!
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Hi there
That's all. Just hi. I'm a little bored at work and really don't have anything intelligent to say, so I'll just say hi.
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Taking the plunge
Well, with all my griping about money earlier this week, we have taken a leap of faith. We have enrolled my middle son in a Christian school. I don't know what possessed me to even think of it, much less consider it, yet here I am, fresh out of a meeting with the principal and head teacher, with a stack of papers to fill out and return with a $300.00 check.
When the idea came to mind, I quickly dismissed it, thinking that my son would never agree to it. He is a social butterfly, and the school we are enrolling him in is very small. Like 35 children in the whole school small. Goodness, his public school homeroom alone had 25 students in it.
I never in my wildest dreams thought my son would agree to such a change.
Not to mention the fact that he will now have to wear a uniform. This child lives in jeans and t-shirts. He's only worn dress pants and a shirt and tie a handful of times in his whole life. He did not hesitate to tell me AGAIN that yes, he would like to transfer to this school. He didn't care about having to wear a uniform.
The next obstacle, which I thought sure would kill the deal was the issue of his hair. My middle child has the most beautiful hair I have ever seen on a boy. And it's long. He likes it long. In fact, it took weeks of coaxing AFTER SCHOOL finished in June to have him cut his bangs and clean up the split ends. We had about three inches cut off, and it's still long. I'm not kidding. This kid loves his hair, and he loves it long. Trouble is, in Christian school, it has to be short. Or so I have been told. He agreed, without much hesitation (there was some) to cut his hair. You could have knocked me over with a feather when he agreed to that.
Come to find out, after our meeting with the principal, his hair is fine the length it is so long as he cuts the bangs so that he can see. They are ok with the length in back - their issue is that it not cover his eyes and it has to look neat.
All these things have led us as a family to believe that this child simply must attend this school. Every obstacle has been addressed and removed. The only issue that remains is money. We can swing it, but it will be a juggling act. Not to mention that teen camp is coming up and I am sending both boys to the tune of $250.00 for the week.
So, here I am. Trusting God to provide the funds for this new venture. Tuition and camp will take a chunk out of our savings - savings that I find some small measure of comfort in having. Maybe that's why God is having me tap into it, so that I can trust HIM and not the money in the bank.
Someday, maybe, I'll have that nest egg I've always wanted but seems to elude me. Or maybe my life will be spent trusting God for my finances. Either way, I know He won't let me down. As King David said "I have never seen the righteous forsaken or their children begging for bread."
May my life be a testament to God's love and grace; may I walk righteously before Him. He will not let us down.
When the idea came to mind, I quickly dismissed it, thinking that my son would never agree to it. He is a social butterfly, and the school we are enrolling him in is very small. Like 35 children in the whole school small. Goodness, his public school homeroom alone had 25 students in it.
I never in my wildest dreams thought my son would agree to such a change.
Not to mention the fact that he will now have to wear a uniform. This child lives in jeans and t-shirts. He's only worn dress pants and a shirt and tie a handful of times in his whole life. He did not hesitate to tell me AGAIN that yes, he would like to transfer to this school. He didn't care about having to wear a uniform.
The next obstacle, which I thought sure would kill the deal was the issue of his hair. My middle child has the most beautiful hair I have ever seen on a boy. And it's long. He likes it long. In fact, it took weeks of coaxing AFTER SCHOOL finished in June to have him cut his bangs and clean up the split ends. We had about three inches cut off, and it's still long. I'm not kidding. This kid loves his hair, and he loves it long. Trouble is, in Christian school, it has to be short. Or so I have been told. He agreed, without much hesitation (there was some) to cut his hair. You could have knocked me over with a feather when he agreed to that.
Come to find out, after our meeting with the principal, his hair is fine the length it is so long as he cuts the bangs so that he can see. They are ok with the length in back - their issue is that it not cover his eyes and it has to look neat.
All these things have led us as a family to believe that this child simply must attend this school. Every obstacle has been addressed and removed. The only issue that remains is money. We can swing it, but it will be a juggling act. Not to mention that teen camp is coming up and I am sending both boys to the tune of $250.00 for the week.
So, here I am. Trusting God to provide the funds for this new venture. Tuition and camp will take a chunk out of our savings - savings that I find some small measure of comfort in having. Maybe that's why God is having me tap into it, so that I can trust HIM and not the money in the bank.
Someday, maybe, I'll have that nest egg I've always wanted but seems to elude me. Or maybe my life will be spent trusting God for my finances. Either way, I know He won't let me down. As King David said "I have never seen the righteous forsaken or their children begging for bread."
May my life be a testament to God's love and grace; may I walk righteously before Him. He will not let us down.
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