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Thursday, November 27, 2008

lil boy joke

A 6 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in their bedroom.
'You know what?' says the 6 year old. 'I think it's about time we started cussing.

The 4 year old nods his head in approval.

The 6 year old continues, 'When we go downstairs for breakfast, I'm gonna say something with hell and you say something with ass..'

The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm.

When the mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 6 year old what he wants for breakfast, he replies, 'Aw, hell, Mom, I guess I'll have some Cheerios.'

WHACK! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor, gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out, with his mother in hot pursuit, slapping his rear with every step. His mom locks him in his room and shouts, 'You can stay there until I let you out!'

She then comes back downstairs, looks at the 4 year old and asks with a stern voice, 'And what do YOU want for breakfast, young man?'

'I don't know,' he blubbers, 'but you can bet your fat ass it won't be Cheerios!'


Happy US Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving family and friends south of the border. Today may be the last of my Thanksgiving posts. Remember I was posting thanks from Canadian Thanksgiving to US Thanksgiving. So technically that ends today however it is a good practice any time of year and I'm considering keeping it going. Your thoughts on that??

Yesterday Rachael told me they were discussing thanks at school and the teacher said that we all want more than we're thankful for. That revealed a lot about the teacher (unless she was just trying to get the kids to open up which is altogether possible). My wish list is so very short and pretty inexpensive too. I haven't bought the black socks, can opener, and hand towels simply because it's nearly Christmas time and these are the items on my wish list from the girls. If I really think hard -- which I've done this morning just to see if I could come up with a bigger list -- I can think of a few more things and they are definitely pricier. (A carbon paddle for dragon boating, new pfd (personal flotation device) for dragon boating, new jeans, garage or carport (the one unfortunate thing about the new house), but I've been thinking and I honestly can't think of more wants. I can go on and on and on about things I'm thankful for though. (#39) I'm thankful for this mentality. I don't mean it proud, I mean it sincerely.

My dad was involved in a car accident on Tuesday. It was a huge deal for him and really could have been very serious. He has a lot of soreness but no serious injuries. (Don't tell him I said his injuries weren't serious). 40) I'm thankful he wasn't hurt any worse.
This morning before I left to take Deborah to school, a friend dropped by to see the new house. That was cool. She oohed and awed nicely and I was blessed. She offered to take Deborah to school so I had an 41)unexpected hour to sit and be thankful. (Thanks Lydia). I sat there thinking of my family down south who no doubt have a grand day of festivities planned. I thought of the laughter, good conversation and great food I'm missing. But I smiled the whole time I thought about it just because they're 42)my family and I'm thankful for them.

After a bit of meditating on thanks I put on a load of clothes, dusted, and washed down the bathroom. I was so blessed by that extra hour to sit alone in my new house for the first time and listen to the washer hum and the clock tick. I revel in peace and quiet and it was nothing short of a revelling time for me. I sat and smiled.

43) Did I mention my new Maytag washer? Actually it's not brand new, it's 7 years old. She's not one of those modern pieces of art, she's just a regular white top-loading washer. But since my old washer is 37 years old, this one seems like quite the washer. The old Maytag is still at the other house, still going strong, left there for the renters. I'm still curious about how long she'll live.

44) I've biked 120 kilometers so far this month. My goal is 200 and I'm obviously woefully behind. But I'm thankful for the 110. I'm thankful that God put this get physical notion in my head. I've been sedentary for years and 2008 has been a great year for turning that around. I don't think anyone could accuse me of being sedentary any more. I've mentioned it before but it's worth mentioning again. I've prayed for so long that God would change my heart, that He'd help me learn to love physical activity. He's done just that and it's a huge answer to prayer. It's not my work or tenacity, it's been His work. I honestly don't have words to express how grateful I am for that.

45) This morning when I got to work I had this email waiting for me. It's a blog entry from someone I don't know but subscribe to. I think this idea is so cool. I decided that if I got a card like this it would say,
--Follower of Jesus Christ
--Wife to Gordon, my best friend
--Mom to 5 delightful kids
--Lover of Peace and Simplicity
--Blessed Beyond Belief

Life is good. It's been a good morning to sit and think just how good it is and how blessed I am. Often I measure my good life by how much more I have than others. I think about the hungry children in the world and feel guilty for being thankful that it's them and not my kids. What a horrible confession, but it's true. I grieve for them but that grief drives me to be more thankful for my own kids' good life.

I think of the 5-year-olds who have to work to help feed their family and I'm overcome with sadness for them and thanks for me. It makes no sense to me how hard they have it and how good I have it. And it sure makes no sense how little they have and how much our culture consumes and is still driven by want for more. Surely in the next world there will be a reckoning. Maybe God will even things out, maybe they have something special on the other side that those of us who've never known true hunger won't get. I hope so.

My Christopher announced to Stephanie last week that blogs are over-rated. "They're so melodramatic," he said. :-) This post is certainly that and I apologize for the dramatic expressions of thanks. It's not exciting stuff but it's such a good day to express thanks for some little things.

Give thanks with a grateful heart.


Sunday, November 23, 2008

Deborah's Baptism (Thanksgiving 38)

Our little Deborah got baptised Sunday. She was so excited to take this step. Her daddy baptized her, which I think made it even more special. She gave this "testimony" before her baptism: "I remember when I invited God into my heart and asked for forgiveness. It felt like he was in the room with me, it was a very good feeling. I remember before I invited God into my heart, I was afraid that he would come down to earth and see all my sins and rebuke me and yell at me for them. Now I am not afraid anymore."

Gordon asked, "And what do you want to do for the rest of your life?" and she answered, "I want to praise and worship God."

Thank You God for Deborah's faith and salvation. Thank you for drawing Deborah into your family.

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New House and Thanksgivings

Thanksgiving 36) This is really quite small, but kind of cool. I'm thankful for my new address. I won't tell you here what my new address is, but you have to trust me, it's such a pretty address. I'm glad it's not just a bunch of numbers like my old address. This address has a little character. I'm glad.

37) We moved from the city to a bedroom community. It's a short trip to Edmonton but I've been surprised by the "feeling" of being out of the city. It's more pleasant than I realized, more noticable than I expected. I love the feeling of small community. 75,000 population seems small and cozy and running to the store is so simple. These are feelings I didn't expect and have been quite nice to experience.

Now some house pictures. I hope you like our new digs.

Notice my entrance with a door. Only a Canadian would know how nice this is in the flying snow.
A nice little living room. I didn't capture the dining area which is around the corner.
Where my toothbrush is safe...
Our bedroom.
It's a small kitchen, but I'm finding I function pretty well in it.

The family room, my favorite room.
Where I blog...
To the bedrooms...
A little honor to the native land...

Now what I've not shown are Gordon's little office/workroom, my laundry room/sewing room, the kids' rooms, and the backyard. Someday I'll post those too.

I'm thankful for the new house, how close we are to the girls schools, our nice neighborhood and being close to the church. I'm having fun nesting.

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Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Thanksgiving 26-35

Thank you friends and family for your kind regards and patience during my move. Yes, we are in our new house and I absolutely LOVE it. My camera doesn't do the wide angle thing so I'm having a hard time getting pictures to share. Pictures coming soon, some way, some how.

Thanksgiving 26) I am really thankful for the new house. The kitchen is smaller and the pantry is smaller but in other areas it either feels bigger or is bigger. It looks tiny from the outside, but the house is deep.

27) Our movers didn't show up. There was a bit of a mix up and on Saturday morning, moving day, we woke up to NO movers. Gordon rented a truck and he and I moved us entirely by ourselves. Good times. Good times.

I'm very thankful that I had the strength needed to do this very big job. "Sometimes my own strength scares me." Click here to find out why I say such a thing. I had visions of Gordon sitting on the porch with his head in his hands crying like a baby. I was so glad I got to keep him from breaking down. :-) I'm not joking or bragging, I'm just saying I'm thankful I had the strength to help him and that we were kept safe.

28) I'm very thankful that the move is behind us. We still have to get the deep freeze from one basement to the next, but I'm still recuperating. It will come in due time.

29) Gordon and I didn't move the piano. Our piano is over 100 years old and is an upright grand. It weighs 3000 pounds. Two moving guys spent 5 hours getting it from one house to the other and I was major stressed. First I was stressed for the safety of the piano, then I got totally scared for the movers' lives. They were in positions that could get them killed. Thankfully the piano and the movers finished safely, although the window by the front door didn't fare so well. Broken. But the young movers are fine and I'm thankful.

30) I love to hear Deborah play the piano. She has talent and I feel such joy listening to her music. I'm thankful for her love for music.

31) I've been remembering some Christopher stories and enjoying the memories. Once we were travelling from Edmonton to Cranbrook and through one section there was some strong livestock smells. As we drove, 4 year old Christopher rolled down his window and hung his head out and yelled at the horses: "Horses stop stinkin'!"

32) During a long spell in Christopher's boyhood, he couldn't say the l sound. L's were pronounced as w's. Yellow was yewwow. Lizard was wizard.

Christopher was fond of his cousin Ben, who he called Bean. Once when he was three he was playing in the living room when my sister Diane and her four kids pulled in the driveway. Beside himself with excitement, Christopher ran in circles saying, "Howey Mowie, there's Bean." This weekend when things would surprise or excite me, I let out a "Howey Mowie, there's Bean."

33) My little lawn manger scene is complete. My friend Trudy finished painting it last week. I'll be decorating in a couple weeks and am so glad to finally have a manger scene for the outside. They are extremely rare here, so I'm very happy to have one.

34) In the office building next to mine is a new little puppy. The bookkeeper brings the puppy to work with her. I get daily doses of smiles as the puppy gets taken outside throughout the day to do her business. She is so adorable.

35) I got a new toothbrush. Actually we all got new toothbrushes. In the old house I told Gordon that I couldn't wait to get a new toothbrush. It seems that we were having boundary issues regarding toothbrushes. I didn't even know which toothbrush was mine. Toothbrushes were a free-for-all. We all used whichever one we grabbed first. I was looking so forward to correcting this in the new house. As if she'd been a fly on the wall and overheard that conversation, I received a package of 5 toothbrushes from my sister-in-law Lawana. I was so excited. We all were. Now we guard our toothbrushes and no one shares. Life is good.

These are my thanks for today. There are many more where those came from but those will do for now, eh?

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Monday, November 3, 2008

Thanksgiving 25

I am so so so thankful for the gift of laughter and more precisely for the laughter I share with my Arkansas family. Better fun is hard to find, trust me I know because I've tried.

Tonight, missing family and laughter, I read some of my old posts and belly laughed as I was read this story. Especially for my family out there, read this and laugh hysterically. Let's pretend we're in Mama's living room laughing together.

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Sunday, November 2, 2008

Thanksgiving 24

I'm thankful for our new house. In less than a couple weeks we'll be moving to this sweet little place. When we get it painted I'll post interior pictures. We are very excited to get close to the girls' school and closer to everything we're involved in.

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dvd and debs

Last night we stopped at Walmart and Gordon and Hannah ran in while Rachael, Deborah and I sat in the van. A family came out and got in the car beside us. As they drove away we saw they had a dvd player and the kids were watching Sponge Bob Square Pants.

Deborah got excited and asked, "Mom would you like it if we had a dvd player in our van?"

"Well actually I think it's pretty sad to need a dvd player for the trip between Walmart and home," I righteously declared.

Deborah thought for a moment then said, "Yeah I guess. That's not nearly enough time to see the ending."


are you washed

When Stacie and I were between 2 and 5 years old, an electrician was doing some work in our house. I sang "Are You Washed in the Blood?" After my solo, Stacie looked up at the man and said, "Mister, are you washed in the blood?"

He replied, "Yes Ma'am I sure am."

I was reminded of this story this morning when we sang that hymn in church. I smiled.


Saturday, November 1, 2008

Roman Pumpkinizing

A lovely little family, eh?
"Hey, where did that come from?"
A year ago this is how wittle he was.
Now look how big the little pirate is.

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