A to Z Meme...with LPM Blog (Beth Moore's Blog)

Hey! I saw a cute idea on Beth Moore’s blog (Living Proof Ministries).  

Please feel free to comment with your answer to a letter or link up your own blog entry!

A. Age: 46...proud of every day.

B. Bed size: A King.

C. Chore that you hate: Dusting...the minute I am done, I need to do it again.

D. Dogs: Dexter - Rat Terrier; also Cat: Abigail.

E. Essential start to your day: Coffee. 

F. Favorite color: PINK! 

G. Gold or Silver: Both are beautiful, and I don’t think I would turn down either <wink>

H. Height: 5′ 3″ and round 

I. Instruments you play: I don't, can't sing either, but I do.

J. Job title: Administrative Assistant, Director of Preschool & Children, NOW: Homemaker, Wife, Mother.

K. Kids: Carmen, daughter -19; Stephen, son - 15

L. Live: Florida 

M. Mother’s name: Lore, so wish she was still with me.

N. Nicknames: Cookie, from elementary school friend Mom.  Hand always in her cookie jar.  It stuck.  

O. Overnight hospital stays: Just to bring two babies into the world… well worth the stay.

P. Pet peeves: Wal-Marts ---NO it is Wal-Mart!!!!! And, people that never see the good or bright side of things.

Q. Quote from a movie: “A dream is a wish your heart makes” - Cinderella

R. Right or left handed: Right-handed

S. Siblings: Older sister (Carmen) deceased.

T. Time it takes you to get ready: Probably about 50 minutes. I always shower in the morning, the hair must start the day out clean, and fluffy (I am a Southern girl from the 1980's by the way).

U. Ultimate Vacation: anywhere with my family.

V. Vegetable you hate: Fennel, not a fan - don't hate. 

W. What makes you run late:  The snooze button. 

X. X-Rays you’ve had: Lots…. Lupus, Rheumatoid Arthritis, so knees, shoulders, hips, ankles, wrists, fingers.

Y. Yummy food that you make: Sauerkraut, my Mom's recipe, or Nutella Marble Pound Cake both are comfort food.

Z. Zoo animal: Giraffe. Their chins are always up.  (plus it is a inside family joke, and whenever we try to explain to anyone, they don't get it. so)

Pick a letter, and leave it my comment section.  I would love to see them!!

Thoughts

I know that I should be more specific, but eh, that wouldn't be me.  A reminder that I ramble, or forget where I am going (unless it is a recipe - but then I forget the items to put in it), or turn right three times and still get lost.  So hang in there...

Today's calendar thought:

"You can't get anywhere today if you are still mired down in yesterday."  - unknown.

I went to bi-monthly Mom's group today.  One that I last attended regularly in the Summer of 2000.  Yep, 12 years ago.  I know that my children are almost done growing (youngest is a 15 year old boy, and oldest 19 year old girl at college), and that I may not have much to offer or gain.  But I did today.  I did one of the hardest things in a long while for me to do, and that was admit that I have been feeling lost.  

The Lord has been working on my ego, and pride much to my dismay.  Ah, why can't I just learn a lesson and be done?  Why can't any of us read what scripture tells us, and do it.  Simple. Right?

Proverbs 16:18 (MSG) First pride, then the crash—the bigger the ego, the harder the fall.

Lost in my past routines, daily frustrations that they were, my routine.  Although, I felt called to be doing what I did...my pride now...is showing nothing.  I am not working...  I am at home...  Without a routine.  Structure is to be my gain.  Learning from the past, letting go of my past pride and ego.  

Lost in the securities of knowing what the day held.  Lost.  I let go this morning of that feeling just by sharing in Christian Fellowship.  I know that hindsight is 20/20.  I know that I am secure in His plans for me.  Just need to seek Him.

I know that I am home for my health, to have less stress.  I know that I am home to help my hungry all the time 15 year old son.  He is struggling now with school, and we are on the path to help guide him.  But this is a path that I am unsure of...one with a routine I have never experienced before.  Not sure of my steps in this path.  How am I to guide when I have no clue where we are going? 

Connections.  We are to be with other Christians to support, help, remind ourselves that we don't do anything alone.  I will attend that Mom's group again, Lord willing.  I will try to listen, and be there for someone else, like those precious women were there for me today.  

He guides our ways.  He holds us close. 

Focusing on Him, today and tomorrow with a new routine.

Philippians 4:13 (NIV)  I can do all this through him who gives me strength.

Blessings,

Jerry Ann

Venting...

Venting, yes I need to vent.

Last night I went to bed propped up on pillows with vapor rub on my chest to ward of the beginnings of a cold.  I slept well.  I hoping to sleep in (for me that is around 10:00a.m.), but no.  Not for me, and most certainly not today.

At 6:02 a.m. this morning a chirping beep begins.  Yes, the smoke detectors are beginning their song and dance.  After thinking I could sleep through it, (not) I got up to figure out which one of (I have no clue how many of) them are chirping.

It is now 6:30 a.m. and I have found the one (so I thought) that was going bad.  I found a new 9 volt battery, and somewhere found a step stool to climb up on.  I replaced the battery, only to discover another chirp.

And, so it goes, until I have used all of the new batteries (which I have 9 new ones), for 10 smoke detectors.  Yes, one battery short.  I thought for a bit and decided that one could not get a new one, but no, it keeps chirping.

Note:  hubby is still in Afghanistan.

I do not wake up pretty. Hair goes in, at least, six different directions.  My nose (vapor rub didn't work) is stuffy and runny.  Ugh.  After I shower, and get ready for the really early day (especially for me) it begins to rain.  Yes, rain.  (insert laughter)

Okay Lord, I hear you.  Umbrella in hand, off to Wal-Mart. Of course, I don't just purchase 9 volt batteries (enough for the end of times), but milk, creamer, bread, (they had a sale on beef jerky), etc.  So, $170 later...

I arrive home to be greeted by our rat terrier (Dexter) who is not happy that I left him alone with these annoying birds.  After I bring the twelve bags of groceries, and put away the cold stuff, I venture off to locate the smoke detector that was missing a battery.  I insert said battery into the detector, and press the reset button...and another one goes off...chirping.

After much thought (once again - NOT), I replace all of the units with new batteries.

No more chirping.  Thank you God. Dexter is now napping, and I am thinking I will join him.

Happy Labor Day!!!
Blessings -always.
Jerry Ann