I don't often post my political views here. In fact, I think I've only done so once. However, I'm pretty sure this political cartoon isn't really a partisan perspective...more like a world-consensus.
Ariail is one of my favorite political satirist. I hope you enjoy this brief reality check:
http://ariail.thestateonline.com/?p=517
All idiom-ed up,
-J
P.S. Please don't mistake the general absence of political statements for a lack of political opinions. I have many and strong ones. But the heartbeat of my life is Jesus, so that's mostly what come out here. As ShalomSeeker (Shalom being the Hebrew word for peace), I try to keep peace around here, and politics can get mighty fractious. But if Jesus gets divisive...well, that just can't be helped, now can it? :-)
A TRUE Reality Check:
What I mean, brothers, is that the time is short. From now on those who have wives should live as if they had none; those who mourn, as if they did not; those who are happy, as if they were not; those who buy something, as if it were not theirs to keep; those who use the things of the world, as if not engrossed in them. For this world in its present form is passing away. --I Corinthians 7:29-31, NIV
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Thursday, March 19, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Driving Epiphanies..
Oh dear. Someone captured a series of drivers from the state** where I live and compiled them into one very instructive video. You should check this out:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygtBxhFc24A
All smiles,
-J
**Okay, I can't prove they were all from the deep south, but some of them look pretty darn familiar... {*wink*}
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygtBxhFc24A
All smiles,
-J
**Okay, I can't prove they were all from the deep south, but some of them look pretty darn familiar... {*wink*}
Friday, February 6, 2009
Blah, Blah, Blah...*wink*
I'm having a blah day. I didn't sleep well--no idea why. I don't feel great either--for no definable reason. Mentally, I'm slumped and emotionally, I'm drained. I'm not BAD...I'm just BLAH.
So I was pretty encouraged when this quote popped up on my google home page today: Only the mediocre are always at their best. - Jean Giraudoux
I feel a lot better now, as I am definitely not at my best, and I definitely don't want to be mediocre.
Then, I decided to figure out who Jean Giraudoux was. I did a quick search, and discovered that he was a French novelist/dramatist who lived through WWI and died toward the end of WWII. And then I ran across this quote...
When you see a woman who can go nowhere without a staff of admirers, it is not so much because they think she is beautiful; it is because she has told them they are handsome.
...and I chuckled. And I found that laughter really is good medicine. The smile on my face has made me feel better already.
On my way,
-J
(c) 2009
A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones. --Proverbs 17:22, NIV
And just because it cheered my heart to remember The Hope of All The Earth...
So I was pretty encouraged when this quote popped up on my google home page today: Only the mediocre are always at their best. - Jean Giraudoux
I feel a lot better now, as I am definitely not at my best, and I definitely don't want to be mediocre.
Then, I decided to figure out who Jean Giraudoux was. I did a quick search, and discovered that he was a French novelist/dramatist who lived through WWI and died toward the end of WWII. And then I ran across this quote...
When you see a woman who can go nowhere without a staff of admirers, it is not so much because they think she is beautiful; it is because she has told them they are handsome.
...and I chuckled. And I found that laughter really is good medicine. The smile on my face has made me feel better already.
On my way,
-J
(c) 2009
A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones. --Proverbs 17:22, NIV
And just because it cheered my heart to remember The Hope of All The Earth...
For the director of music. A psalm of David. A song.
Praise awaits You, O God, in Zion; to You our vows will be fulfilled.
O You who hear prayer, to You all men will come.
When we were overwhelmed by sins, You forgave our transgressions.
Blessed are those You choose and bring near to live in Your courts!
We are filled with the good things of Your house, of Your holy temple.
You answer us with awesome deeds of righteousness, O God our Savior, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas, Who formed the mountains by Your power, having armed Yourself with strength, Who stilled the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the turmoil of the nations.
Those living far away fear Your wonders; where morning dawns and evening fades You call forth songs of joy.
You care for the land and water it; You enrich it abundantly.
The streams of God are filled with water to provide the people with grain, for so You have ordained it.
You drench its furrows and level its ridges; You soften it with showers and bless its crops.
You crown the year with Your bounty, and Your carts overflow with abundance.
The grasslands of the desert overflow; the hills are clothed with gladness.
The meadows are covered with flocks and the valleys are mantled with grain; they shout for joy and sing. --Psalm 65, NIV
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Nice...
A little music to brighten your day...in every way! :-)
http://www.youtube.com/v/bYI_aOyCn9Y&hl=en&fs=1
-J
http://www.youtube.com/v/bYI_aOyCn9Y&hl=en&fs=1
-J
Friday, January 30, 2009
How Our Economic Status Came to Be...
Okay, I truly have better things to say, but this one is too good not to pass on. Received via email forward (and since I don't 'do' forwards, this one goes to you here!):
Young Chuck moved to Texas and bought a donkey from a farmer for $100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The next day he drove up and said, "Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died." Chuck replied, "Well, then just give me my money back." The farmer said, "Can't do that. I went and spent it already." Chuck said, "OK, then, just bring me the dead donkey." The farmer asked, "What ya gonna do with him?" Chuck said, "I'm going to raffle him off." The farmer said, "You can't raffle off a dead donkey!" Chuck said, "Sure I can. Watch me. I just won't tell anybody he's dead."
A month later, the farmer met up with Chuck and asked, "What happened with that dead donkey?" Chuck said, "I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars apiece and made a profit of $898.00." The farmer said, "Didn't anyone complain?" Chuck said, "Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back."
Chuck now works for Goldman Sachs.
Bwahahahaha... And so, our current economy breeds humor, despite it all. Sometimes, all you can do is laugh. (If only reality wasn't so close...)
Always willing to laugh,
-J
(I found these verses when I searched 'laugh.' It isn't totally related, but it was instructive (ergo, I am including it). Those who practice evil, believing no one can see or will judge--David asks God to judge them...but not to kill them. "Keep them around so that the people of God won't forget the lesson that our omniscient God is a righteous judge and so that Your greatness is declared throughout all the earth." Hmmm...a powerful, interesting prayer.)
They [evildoers] return at evening, snarling like dogs, and prowl about the city. See what they spew from their mouths—they spew out swords from their lips, and they say, "Who can hear us?"
But you, O LORD, laugh at them; you scoff at all those nations.
O my Strength, I watch for you; you, O God, are my fortress, my loving God. God will go before me and will let me gloat over those who slander me.
But do not kill them, O Lord our shield, or my people will forget. In your might make them wander about, and bring them down. For the sins of their mouths, for the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride. For the curses and lies they utter, consume them in wrath, consume them till they are no more.
Then it will be known to the ends of the earth that God rules over Jacob. Selah -Psalm 59:6-13, NIV
Young Chuck moved to Texas and bought a donkey from a farmer for $100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The next day he drove up and said, "Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died." Chuck replied, "Well, then just give me my money back." The farmer said, "Can't do that. I went and spent it already." Chuck said, "OK, then, just bring me the dead donkey." The farmer asked, "What ya gonna do with him?" Chuck said, "I'm going to raffle him off." The farmer said, "You can't raffle off a dead donkey!" Chuck said, "Sure I can. Watch me. I just won't tell anybody he's dead."
A month later, the farmer met up with Chuck and asked, "What happened with that dead donkey?" Chuck said, "I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars apiece and made a profit of $898.00." The farmer said, "Didn't anyone complain?" Chuck said, "Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back."
Chuck now works for Goldman Sachs.
Bwahahahaha... And so, our current economy breeds humor, despite it all. Sometimes, all you can do is laugh. (If only reality wasn't so close...)
Always willing to laugh,
-J
(I found these verses when I searched 'laugh.' It isn't totally related, but it was instructive (ergo, I am including it). Those who practice evil, believing no one can see or will judge--David asks God to judge them...but not to kill them. "Keep them around so that the people of God won't forget the lesson that our omniscient God is a righteous judge and so that Your greatness is declared throughout all the earth." Hmmm...a powerful, interesting prayer.)
They [evildoers] return at evening, snarling like dogs, and prowl about the city. See what they spew from their mouths—they spew out swords from their lips, and they say, "Who can hear us?"
But you, O LORD, laugh at them; you scoff at all those nations.
O my Strength, I watch for you; you, O God, are my fortress, my loving God. God will go before me and will let me gloat over those who slander me.
But do not kill them, O Lord our shield, or my people will forget. In your might make them wander about, and bring them down. For the sins of their mouths, for the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride. For the curses and lies they utter, consume them in wrath, consume them till they are no more.
Then it will be known to the ends of the earth that God rules over Jacob. Selah -Psalm 59:6-13, NIV
Friday, January 9, 2009
I'm Baaaack!
Well, sort of. I have much to blog & catch you up on, just as soon as I catch my breath. Until then, I thought you'd enjoy a tiny bit of sarcasm that my friend/roomie shared with me. It'll just bring you up to speed on the past year's news. Or a version of it, anyway.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWiXy55OHyY&eurl=http://unclejay.sites.5ksites.com/media/UJ%2012-22-08.wmv/&feature=player_embedded
I've not looked deep into his site, so wander at your own risk. But I found this year in review priceless. Now everyone, sing along! "Welcome to Bejing, barumpbarumpbum..."
Love and sarcastic humor,
-J
P.S. And no, I don't agree with it all, but it IS well-stated. Uh, sung. ;-)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWiXy55OHyY&eurl=http://unclejay.sites.5ksites.com/media/UJ%2012-22-08.wmv/&feature=player_embedded
I've not looked deep into his site, so wander at your own risk. But I found this year in review priceless. Now everyone, sing along! "Welcome to Bejing, barumpbarumpbum..."
Love and sarcastic humor,
-J
P.S. And no, I don't agree with it all, but it IS well-stated. Uh, sung. ;-)
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Just For Fun
This little email has been bouncing around in my family the past couple of weeks, and--while I have many other things I could share, I don't have time to organize those thoughts right now. So...here are some worthless little tidbits about me. (The assignment for the first part was to place an X next to those items that were true about you/your life.)
( ) Gone on a blind date – It’s never even been suggested. Should I be offended?
( ) Skipped school – Well, I kinda played more sick than I was a couple of times…
( ) Been to Canada – On the wish list
(X) Been to Mexico – Went when I was 11 or 12, and saw glass being blown for the first time.
( ) Been to Florida – I live this close (in the Deep South!) and I STILL have never been to Florida. I have, however, been to 34 or 35 other states!
( ) Been to the Caribbean – On the wish list
(X) Been overseas – Uh, YEAH!
(X) Been on a plane – Oh so many times… (Plus, it's much easier to get 'overseas' this way!)
( ) Jumped out of a plane – This is something I hope to avoid…
( ) Been on a helicopter
(X) Been on a train – Never in the US. I’ve had both good and bad experiences here.
(X) Been lost – Sometimes I try to get lost. You learn a lot that way.
(X) Been on the opposite side of the country – Thanks, Far-Out Sis & Fam!
(X) Gone to Washington, D.C. – love, Love, LOVE DC! (Clarification: I love the city; the politics can be another matter…)
(X) Swam in the ocean – Atlantic, Gulf of Mexico, Sea of Japan, stood on the shores of the Mediterranean, but it was too cold to swim.
(X) Cried yourself to sleep – Glad they didn’t ask how many times…
(X) Played cops and robbers - But not particularly willingly. There were boys involved...
( ) Recently colored with crayons – But I love to!
(X) Sang Karaoke – More times than I can count. First time was with my BF from middle school (though we were in college then), in a Vietnamese ‘restaurant.’ There’s a good story there…
(X) Paid for a meal with coins only – Sadly, fairly recently. Times, they are a-tight…
(X) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't do – both good things and bad things.
(X) Made prank phone calls – I “sold” subscriptions to Garbology Today to friends in junior high.
(X) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose – milk, junior high. Not my only unfortunate experience with milk in junior high, either. Those were some rough years...
(X) Caught a snowflake on your tongue - :-)
(X) Danced in the rain – With my MOM! In high school. It was a really heavy storm, and I think we both got sick afterward, but what a memory…
( ) Written a letter to Santa Claus - I was the child trying to inform everyone about the TRUE meaning of Christmas...which of course meant that I started an early career as a myth-debunker. I'm sure I was very popular with the parents...
( ) Been kissed under the mistletoe – But am willing to try it…
( ) Watched the sunrise with someone you care about or love – well, with friends, but I don’t think that is what this is referring to.
(X) Blown bubbles – Best memory is doing so with my niece and nephews just before most of themabandoned me left for Asia.
(X) Gone ice-skating – Love it!
(X) Gone snow or water skiing – Does it count if you didn’t get out of the water? Well, I actually did get out; flying through the air and landing head first back in the water is skiing, isn't it?
(X) Gone to the movies – I almost never go (maybe once or twice a year; who can afford it?!), but this is one of my favorite things to do. I love to lose myself in a story.
( ) Been to Africa – On the wish list
( ) Ate cookies for dinner – I’ve eaten cookies WITH dinner, but I don’t think I’ve done this alone.
( ) Ate cookies for breakfast – Uh…the stomach is quite particular in the AM.
(X) Body Piercings? – Yep. Six of them. Do I sound mysterious?
(X) Been on TV – Yes…but that wasn’t me on America’s Most Wanted. You can’t prove it was…
( ) Stole a traffic sign – Grrrl, I am SUCH a rule keeper. Uh, no.
(X) Been in a car accident – Yes, but it’s never been my fault. I’ve either been completely stationary or not even in the vehicle at the time.
( ) Tattoos – But they did just became legal in my state…
* Favorite drink? In order: Water, Coffee, Diet Dr. Pepper (with Sonic ice!)
* Do you love your job? YES! But I can think of several others I would jump at the chance to do if God opened the door…
* Favorite vacation place? A trip to Hong Kong was the best vacation I ever had, but generally, the mountains in the fall.
* Favorite TV Program? I grow more ‘sketch’ on TV by the day, but currently… Antiques Roadshow, Masterpiece Theater, As Time Goes By, Heroes, Eleventh Hour, The Mentalist
* Drive a 2-door or 4-door vehicle? 4-door. Her name is G.G. We should talk about her sometime...
* Favorite salad dressing? Newman’s Own Olive Oil & Vinegar (Worth every calorie!)
* Favorite number? BF's cell phone
* Favorite pie? Pumpkin, every time, baby!
* All Time Favorite Movie? Name a classic musical
* Favorite holiday? I cannot decide. I LOVE the calm and celebration of Thanksgiving; but I love the ‘family togetherness’ of Christmas. And the songs. And the decorations. And the weather. And celebrating my birthday the week before… (less than 30 shopping days remain…)
* Favorite dessert? Angel Food Cake, or chocolate
* Favorite food? Ohhhh, I am such a foodie. I cannot choose. Maybe Thai? I love ALL foods. Seriously.
* Favorite day of the week? Friday night—there’s (usually) nothing that I need to prepare for for the next day.
* Favorite Brand of Body Wash? Anything non-floral. I’m generally allergic to those.
* Favorite toothpaste? Colgate paste, not the gel
* Favorite smell? Something savory cooking, especially if it has onion &/or garlic in it. And gardenias (though I’m kinda allergic). And pine. And the confederate jasmine that blooms on our arbor. And coffee brewing. And that cologne that sharp-dressed stranger was wearing when he passed me in the Korean bus station (Mmmmm...I do wish I knew what that was!). I think I’m very olfactory-oriented. :-D
* What do you do to relax? Exercise (especially Pilates!), watch TV/movies, read
* Favorite Sport? Whatever my friends are into. I love the variety of the Olympics best, both summer and winter. I’m a total Olympics junkie!
* How do you see yourself in 10 years? Well, I tried to guess where I’d be now ten years ago, and I got that ALL wrong, so I think I’ll abstain from this one.
Okie-dokie. That's all the gibberish I can come up with for now. Did you learn anything new? No? Sorry about that. Maybe next time I can be a tad more creative for ya.
Blessings all!
-J
"I tell you, my friends, do not be afraid of those who kill the body and after that can do no more. But I will show you whom you should fear: Fear him who, after the killing of the body, has power to throw you into hell. Yes, I tell you, fear him. Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows. --Luke 12: 4-7
( ) Gone on a blind date – It’s never even been suggested. Should I be offended?
( ) Skipped school – Well, I kinda played more sick than I was a couple of times…
( ) Been to Canada – On the wish list
(X) Been to Mexico – Went when I was 11 or 12, and saw glass being blown for the first time.
( ) Been to Florida – I live this close (in the Deep South!) and I STILL have never been to Florida. I have, however, been to 34 or 35 other states!
( ) Been to the Caribbean – On the wish list
(X) Been overseas – Uh, YEAH!
(X) Been on a plane – Oh so many times… (Plus, it's much easier to get 'overseas' this way!)
( ) Jumped out of a plane – This is something I hope to avoid…
( ) Been on a helicopter
(X) Been on a train – Never in the US. I’ve had both good and bad experiences here.
(X) Been lost – Sometimes I try to get lost. You learn a lot that way.
(X) Been on the opposite side of the country – Thanks, Far-Out Sis & Fam!
(X) Gone to Washington, D.C. – love, Love, LOVE DC! (Clarification: I love the city; the politics can be another matter…)
(X) Swam in the ocean – Atlantic, Gulf of Mexico, Sea of Japan, stood on the shores of the Mediterranean, but it was too cold to swim.
(X) Cried yourself to sleep – Glad they didn’t ask how many times…
(X) Played cops and robbers - But not particularly willingly. There were boys involved...
( ) Recently colored with crayons – But I love to!
(X) Sang Karaoke – More times than I can count. First time was with my BF from middle school (though we were in college then), in a Vietnamese ‘restaurant.’ There’s a good story there…
(X) Paid for a meal with coins only – Sadly, fairly recently. Times, they are a-tight…
(X) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't do – both good things and bad things.
(X) Made prank phone calls – I “sold” subscriptions to Garbology Today to friends in junior high.
(X) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose – milk, junior high. Not my only unfortunate experience with milk in junior high, either. Those were some rough years...
(X) Caught a snowflake on your tongue - :-)
(X) Danced in the rain – With my MOM! In high school. It was a really heavy storm, and I think we both got sick afterward, but what a memory…
( ) Written a letter to Santa Claus - I was the child trying to inform everyone about the TRUE meaning of Christmas...which of course meant that I started an early career as a myth-debunker. I'm sure I was very popular with the parents...
( ) Been kissed under the mistletoe – But am willing to try it…
( ) Watched the sunrise with someone you care about or love – well, with friends, but I don’t think that is what this is referring to.
(X) Blown bubbles – Best memory is doing so with my niece and nephews just before most of them
(X) Gone ice-skating – Love it!
(X) Gone snow or water skiing – Does it count if you didn’t get out of the water? Well, I actually did get out; flying through the air and landing head first back in the water is skiing, isn't it?
(X) Gone to the movies – I almost never go (maybe once or twice a year; who can afford it?!), but this is one of my favorite things to do. I love to lose myself in a story.
( ) Been to Africa – On the wish list
( ) Ate cookies for dinner – I’ve eaten cookies WITH dinner, but I don’t think I’ve done this alone.
( ) Ate cookies for breakfast – Uh…the stomach is quite particular in the AM.
(X) Body Piercings? – Yep. Six of them. Do I sound mysterious?
(X) Been on TV – Yes…but that wasn’t me on America’s Most Wanted. You can’t prove it was…
( ) Stole a traffic sign – Grrrl, I am SUCH a rule keeper. Uh, no.
(X) Been in a car accident – Yes, but it’s never been my fault. I’ve either been completely stationary or not even in the vehicle at the time.
( ) Tattoos – But they did just became legal in my state…
* Favorite drink? In order: Water, Coffee, Diet Dr. Pepper (with Sonic ice!)
* Do you love your job? YES! But I can think of several others I would jump at the chance to do if God opened the door…
* Favorite vacation place? A trip to Hong Kong was the best vacation I ever had, but generally, the mountains in the fall.
* Favorite TV Program? I grow more ‘sketch’ on TV by the day, but currently… Antiques Roadshow, Masterpiece Theater, As Time Goes By, Heroes, Eleventh Hour, The Mentalist
* Drive a 2-door or 4-door vehicle? 4-door. Her name is G.G. We should talk about her sometime...
* Favorite salad dressing? Newman’s Own Olive Oil & Vinegar (Worth every calorie!)
* Favorite number? BF's cell phone
* Favorite pie? Pumpkin, every time, baby!
* All Time Favorite Movie? Name a classic musical
* Favorite holiday? I cannot decide. I LOVE the calm and celebration of Thanksgiving; but I love the ‘family togetherness’ of Christmas. And the songs. And the decorations. And the weather. And celebrating my birthday the week before… (less than 30 shopping days remain…)
* Favorite dessert? Angel Food Cake, or chocolate
* Favorite food? Ohhhh, I am such a foodie. I cannot choose. Maybe Thai? I love ALL foods. Seriously.
* Favorite day of the week? Friday night—there’s (usually) nothing that I need to prepare for for the next day.
* Favorite Brand of Body Wash? Anything non-floral. I’m generally allergic to those.
* Favorite toothpaste? Colgate paste, not the gel
* Favorite smell? Something savory cooking, especially if it has onion &/or garlic in it. And gardenias (though I’m kinda allergic). And pine. And the confederate jasmine that blooms on our arbor. And coffee brewing. And that cologne that sharp-dressed stranger was wearing when he passed me in the Korean bus station (Mmmmm...I do wish I knew what that was!). I think I’m very olfactory-oriented. :-D
* What do you do to relax? Exercise (especially Pilates!), watch TV/movies, read
* Favorite Sport? Whatever my friends are into. I love the variety of the Olympics best, both summer and winter. I’m a total Olympics junkie!
* How do you see yourself in 10 years? Well, I tried to guess where I’d be now ten years ago, and I got that ALL wrong, so I think I’ll abstain from this one.
Okie-dokie. That's all the gibberish I can come up with for now. Did you learn anything new? No? Sorry about that. Maybe next time I can be a tad more creative for ya.
Blessings all!
-J
"I tell you, my friends, do not be afraid of those who kill the body and after that can do no more. But I will show you whom you should fear: Fear him who, after the killing of the body, has power to throw you into hell. Yes, I tell you, fear him. Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows. --Luke 12: 4-7
Monday, November 10, 2008
For Those of You Who Miss the Olympics as Much as I Do...
Because every Monday should start with a smile, enjoy this:
There are a couple more really great ones, but I think this is the best. (He has a floor routine and an uneven parallel bar routine, too.) TOO much fun! ;-)
-J
There are a couple more really great ones, but I think this is the best. (He has a floor routine and an uneven parallel bar routine, too.) TOO much fun! ;-)
-J
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Pitiful, Just Pitiful...
Here's something pitiful. I just ran a search in my posts list...and I have A DOZEN drafts started that have not been published. Some of them are quite long, too. And I have list after list of blog ideas that never even make it to the draft stage.
Why would you care? Why am I telling you this? I share this with you so you'll know that even when I'm absent--as I have been often over the past weeks--I am thinking of you. ;-)
That said, I'd better post this now, before it becomes a draft!
Stackin' 'em up!
-J
"See to it that you complete the work you have received in the Lord." --Colossians 4:17b
(c) 2008
Why would you care? Why am I telling you this? I share this with you so you'll know that even when I'm absent--as I have been often over the past weeks--I am thinking of you. ;-)
That said, I'd better post this now, before it becomes a draft!
Stackin' 'em up!
-J
"See to it that you complete the work you have received in the Lord." --Colossians 4:17b
(c) 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
I'm Taking A Poll
I need your help. Well, need would be a strong word for this. Let me rephrase: I am curious; you might be able to help, if you even care about this insignificant--and highly random--subject.
Here's the deal. I've never been able to determine my face shape. This becomes important for things like choosing hairstyles and applying makeup--topics I don't normally cover here. However, The Journey is a topic I cover here, and it is said journey that has changed things up for me. See, my face used to be round as a bowling ball:
But since God has brought me along on this journey, it is no longer round. But what is it?
So, just for fun, I though I would add a poll to my page. Check out the column on the right to cast your vote. It's not nearly as vital as, say, the election on November 11. But it might cause you less indigestion. ;-)
Smiles,
-J
Here's the deal. I've never been able to determine my face shape. This becomes important for things like choosing hairstyles and applying makeup--topics I don't normally cover here. However, The Journey is a topic I cover here, and it is said journey that has changed things up for me. See, my face used to be round as a bowling ball:
But since God has brought me along on this journey, it is no longer round. But what is it?
So, just for fun, I though I would add a poll to my page. Check out the column on the right to cast your vote. It's not nearly as vital as, say, the election on November 11. But it might cause you less indigestion. ;-)
Smiles,
-J
A Post Script Lament: I think it's cool that my eyes seem to have gotten larger. But why did my nose have to do the same?
P.P.S. In response to popular demand (thanks to the two of you!), more on The Journey is coming soon!
(c) 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Rising To The Challenge
Sunday, I really moved out of my comfort zone.
The week before, two of the girls in my Sunday School class approached me after church with a challenge: "Miss J, we challenge you to wear something that's not black. Or white or gray. Or navy or tan. Something bright!" Okay! Can do!
Or not. Uh...it's harder than it looks. My entire wardrobe is black. Or white or gray. Or navy or tan. That's it. All I own are neutrals.
See, I'm in my in-between wardrobe right now--out of my big clothes but not yet to my final destination. I just need some things that will tide me over for now, and that will work with each other and in most environments. And that are on clearance. Ergo, all my clothes are cheap, mid-dressy neutrals. (Okay, it's also possible that I really like neutral colors. That may have played a part in wardrobe selection. But the cheap, available, flexible-ness-es definitely contributed.)
So....I had to go shopping. It had to be really cheap. As in, really, really cheap. As it so happened, I stopped by Sam's Club after church for some apples, and lo and behold, there was a really cute sheath dress--only one--and it was in my [new] size! AND, it was only eight bucks and some change!
Presto, chango! I own a sleeveless dress with a white base that is smothered in bright turquoise daisies. I love daisies.
Now, this is a substantial branching out for me, not just because of the color, but for several other reasons as well:
1. I haven't worn a sleeveless shirt since I was in middle school. Let's just say my arms aren't my favorite body part. But you know what? I'm thirty-{muffle, swish, rumple} and I just don't have enough time left on earth to worry about what you think about my upper arms, k? Plus, they look a heck of a lot better than they did a year ago, so what.ev.er! {wink}
2. I only just started wearing dresses again because, well, my legs weren't my favorite part of my body either. (You'll understand more if you read this, too.) With few exceptions, I stopped wearing dresses some many years ago.
3. I have--for the first time since I was a little girl--started going bare-legged [read: without hosiery]. I am surprised at how freeing it is! :-)
Milestones, all. However, with dress in hand, I have a new dilemma. I have nothing to wear on my feet. All the shoes I own are...neutrals. Black, mostly, with a few brown thrown in for good measure.
So my busy week takes over, and on Saturday night at 8:45 p.m. I find myself heading out the door to (hopefully) find shoes to go with my white-but-mostly-turquoise dress. I'm gonna have to take whatever I can find.
And what I find is clearance [yea!]. And it's also out of my comfort zone. See, until last summer, I didn't wear shoes that displayed my feet. Nope, didn't wear sandals at all. 'Cause my feet weren't my favorite part... Oh, you know? Well, I was also scarred by a stint selling specialty shoes in college. We won't go there now; you might be eating...
So my clearance shoes leave my feet nearly naked, but here is what I came up with:
So...the outfit is compiled. And when Sunday morning dawns (or a few hours later), I don my out-of-my-comfort-zone outfit and whisk off to meet my challengers.
And they don't show.
Nope. Didn't even bother to make to Sunday School that week. [Narrowing of the eyes here] I.will.find.them. In fact, I planned to go to their houses on Sunday afternoon. No kidding.
However, they were saved the horror by showing up for worship and seeing my glorious outfit there. [They were not, however, sufficiently impressed, IMHO.]
Wanna know the best part of the day? About five of the youth I work with found me after church to make sure I knew...that someone else was wearing the EXACT same dress that morning.
Lovely. Just lovely.
Secretly, I do think it looked better on me, though. After all, my outfit wasn't just a dress and some shoes. It was a trophy to how far I've come.
Reveling in the little things,
-J
(c) 2008
Now we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands. Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed with our heavenly dwelling, because when we are clothed, we will not be found naked. For while we are in this tent, we groan and are burdened, because we do not wish to be unclothed but to be clothed with our heavenly dwelling, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. Now it is God who has made us for this very purpose and has given us the Spirit as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come.
Therefore we are always confident and know that as long as we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord. We live by faith, not by sight. We are confident, I say, and would prefer to be away from the body and at home with the Lord. So we make it our goal to please him, whether we are at home in the body or away from it.
--2 Corinthians 5:1-9
The week before, two of the girls in my Sunday School class approached me after church with a challenge: "Miss J, we challenge you to wear something that's not black. Or white or gray. Or navy or tan. Something bright!" Okay! Can do!
Or not. Uh...it's harder than it looks. My entire wardrobe is black. Or white or gray. Or navy or tan. That's it. All I own are neutrals.
See, I'm in my in-between wardrobe right now--out of my big clothes but not yet to my final destination. I just need some things that will tide me over for now, and that will work with each other and in most environments. And that are on clearance. Ergo, all my clothes are cheap, mid-dressy neutrals. (Okay, it's also possible that I really like neutral colors. That may have played a part in wardrobe selection. But the cheap, available, flexible-ness-es definitely contributed.)
So....I had to go shopping. It had to be really cheap. As in, really, really cheap. As it so happened, I stopped by Sam's Club after church for some apples, and lo and behold, there was a really cute sheath dress--only one--and it was in my [new] size! AND, it was only eight bucks and some change!
Presto, chango! I own a sleeveless dress with a white base that is smothered in bright turquoise daisies. I love daisies.
Now, this is a substantial branching out for me, not just because of the color, but for several other reasons as well:
1. I haven't worn a sleeveless shirt since I was in middle school. Let's just say my arms aren't my favorite body part. But you know what? I'm thirty-{muffle, swish, rumple} and I just don't have enough time left on earth to worry about what you think about my upper arms, k? Plus, they look a heck of a lot better than they did a year ago, so what.ev.er! {wink}
2. I only just started wearing dresses again because, well, my legs weren't my favorite part of my body either. (You'll understand more if you read this, too.) With few exceptions, I stopped wearing dresses some many years ago.
3. I have--for the first time since I was a little girl--started going bare-legged [read: without hosiery]. I am surprised at how freeing it is! :-)
Milestones, all. However, with dress in hand, I have a new dilemma. I have nothing to wear on my feet. All the shoes I own are...neutrals. Black, mostly, with a few brown thrown in for good measure.
So my busy week takes over, and on Saturday night at 8:45 p.m. I find myself heading out the door to (hopefully) find shoes to go with my white-but-mostly-turquoise dress. I'm gonna have to take whatever I can find.
And what I find is clearance [yea!]. And it's also out of my comfort zone. See, until last summer, I didn't wear shoes that displayed my feet. Nope, didn't wear sandals at all. 'Cause my feet weren't my favorite part... Oh, you know? Well, I was also scarred by a stint selling specialty shoes in college. We won't go there now; you might be eating...
So my clearance shoes leave my feet nearly naked, but here is what I came up with:
So...the outfit is compiled. And when Sunday morning dawns (or a few hours later), I don my out-of-my-comfort-zone outfit and whisk off to meet my challengers.
And they don't show.
Nope. Didn't even bother to make to Sunday School that week. [Narrowing of the eyes here] I.will.find.them. In fact, I planned to go to their houses on Sunday afternoon. No kidding.
However, they were saved the horror by showing up for worship and seeing my glorious outfit there. [They were not, however, sufficiently impressed, IMHO.]
Wanna know the best part of the day? About five of the youth I work with found me after church to make sure I knew...that someone else was wearing the EXACT same dress that morning.
Lovely. Just lovely.
Secretly, I do think it looked better on me, though. After all, my outfit wasn't just a dress and some shoes. It was a trophy to how far I've come.
Reveling in the little things,
-J
(c) 2008
Now we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands. Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed with our heavenly dwelling, because when we are clothed, we will not be found naked. For while we are in this tent, we groan and are burdened, because we do not wish to be unclothed but to be clothed with our heavenly dwelling, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. Now it is God who has made us for this very purpose and has given us the Spirit as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come.
Therefore we are always confident and know that as long as we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord. We live by faith, not by sight. We are confident, I say, and would prefer to be away from the body and at home with the Lord. So we make it our goal to please him, whether we are at home in the body or away from it.
--2 Corinthians 5:1-9
Monday, August 18, 2008
Cats!
I am a cat-lover. (I don't want to go into what happened to my last cat, so please don't ask.) So when I ran across this today I knew I had to share it. It's hysterical in its truth. Enjoy:
-J
-J
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
I'm Gonna Need A Support Group
Yesterday, my doctor told me I had to give up all caffeine... No COFFEE!! No DIET DR. PEPPER!! I can't bring myself to believe that he meant chocolate, so I'm excluding that one.
I know, I know, they make decaf of these things now, but you and I both know it's not the same... How will I ever wake up in the morning?! What was he thinking?!
Okay, okay, I'm calming down now... I just wanted to ask you to pray for my roommate...And my co-workers...And anyone who has to have contact with me over the next week or two as I detox. There may be some concern for their physical safety...
And if anyone has survival stories out there, feel free to share them. It would be good to believe that one can survive without caffeine. I'm sure your stories are fairy tales, but nonetheless...
Caffeine-less, but with many other things for which to praise God (I just won't be able to think of them until 3:00 PM...),
-J
(c) 2008
I know, I know, they make decaf of these things now, but you and I both know it's not the same... How will I ever wake up in the morning?! What was he thinking?!
Okay, okay, I'm calming down now... I just wanted to ask you to pray for my roommate...And my co-workers...And anyone who has to have contact with me over the next week or two as I detox. There may be some concern for their physical safety...
And if anyone has survival stories out there, feel free to share them. It would be good to believe that one can survive without caffeine. I'm sure your stories are fairy tales, but nonetheless...
Caffeine-less, but with many other things for which to praise God (I just won't be able to think of them until 3:00 PM...),
-J
(c) 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Laughing Out Loud
Okay, in light of my last post, published but moments ago, I found this quote on my friend Beth's blog hysterically appropriate:
Build yourself a bridge and get over it.
Bwahahaha!! Did I ever need that this morning! Maybe I'll just quote that to myself next time I get irritated pre-coffee! (And maybe solving this irritation is simpler than it felt!)
Smiling again,
-J
(c) 2008
Build yourself a bridge and get over it.
Bwahahaha!! Did I ever need that this morning! Maybe I'll just quote that to myself next time I get irritated pre-coffee! (And maybe solving this irritation is simpler than it felt!)
Smiling again,
-J
(c) 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
Something I Probably Shouldn't Share...
You know the saying, confession is good for the soul but bad for the reputation. Well, I probably shouldn't share this, but...
Had a moment yesterday. A brunette-acting-blond moment. It's rather embarrassing, actually. Let me start with my defense. My life is really busy right now, especially at work, and I do feel scattered most of the time, but something like this, well, I can't have dementia yet, can I?
Wednesday, I realized that my follow-up doctor's appointment was Thursday at 11:15 a.m. So I went about arranging to go: informed both bosses and the receptionists, arranged around various work activities, canceled a long-planned lunch with a friend, etc. On Thursday, I was in full-run mode. I was moving and solving from the moment I arrived. At 11:08 a.m., I tore out of the building and rushed to my doctor's office. I arrived at 11:18 a.m. (late, but she always is so I wasn't too worried), signed in, and plunked myself down in the waiting area to read a magazine. My doctor's office is a small, single-doctor office, and I've been going for years, so everyone there knows me by sight (read: there is no anonymity here). A moment after seating myself, the receptionist calls me up to the desk, "Uh, J, your appointment is at 11:15 a.m. on the 20th."
Long pause on my end. "That's next Thursday, isn't it?" "Mmhum," a smile trying to break free from her tightly clasped lips. Me: "Am I the earliest person ever for an appointment?" "Bwahaha..." We both broke out laughing loudly.
All I can say is, I'm glad I'm thirty-five not seventy-five, 'cause they would have sent me in for memory tests in a heartbeat otherwise. Perhaps they should anyway...
A tad embarrassed, but early for once in her life,
-J
(c) 2008
Had a moment yesterday. A brunette-acting-blond moment. It's rather embarrassing, actually. Let me start with my defense. My life is really busy right now, especially at work, and I do feel scattered most of the time, but something like this, well, I can't have dementia yet, can I?
Wednesday, I realized that my follow-up doctor's appointment was Thursday at 11:15 a.m. So I went about arranging to go: informed both bosses and the receptionists, arranged around various work activities, canceled a long-planned lunch with a friend, etc. On Thursday, I was in full-run mode. I was moving and solving from the moment I arrived. At 11:08 a.m., I tore out of the building and rushed to my doctor's office. I arrived at 11:18 a.m. (late, but she always is so I wasn't too worried), signed in, and plunked myself down in the waiting area to read a magazine. My doctor's office is a small, single-doctor office, and I've been going for years, so everyone there knows me by sight (read: there is no anonymity here). A moment after seating myself, the receptionist calls me up to the desk, "Uh, J, your appointment is at 11:15 a.m. on the 20th."
Long pause on my end. "That's next Thursday, isn't it?" "Mmhum," a smile trying to break free from her tightly clasped lips. Me: "Am I the earliest person ever for an appointment?" "Bwahaha..." We both broke out laughing loudly.
All I can say is, I'm glad I'm thirty-five not seventy-five, 'cause they would have sent me in for memory tests in a heartbeat otherwise. Perhaps they should anyway...
A tad embarrassed, but early for once in her life,
-J
(c) 2008
Thursday, May 31, 2007
The Faith of a Child
Someone just brighted my day with this:
It was Palm Sunday and, because of a sore throat, five-year-old Johnny stayed home from church with a sitter. When the family returned home, they were carrying several palm branches. The boy asked what they were for. "People held them over Jesus' head as he walked by."
"Wouldn't you know it," the boy fumed, "the one Sunday I don't go, He shows up!"
Smiles!
-J
It was Palm Sunday and, because of a sore throat, five-year-old Johnny stayed home from church with a sitter. When the family returned home, they were carrying several palm branches. The boy asked what they were for. "People held them over Jesus' head as he walked by."
"Wouldn't you know it," the boy fumed, "the one Sunday I don't go, He shows up!"
Smiles!
-J
Saturday, May 5, 2007
You Wouldn't Believe...
May 05, 2007 - You Wouldn't Believe
I stumbled onto this while researching something on the web. I might add that it just goes to prove that there is a crazy person manning a website for every nutty idea ever birthed. Check this out:
http://www.monobrow.com/
Not my style, but help yourself! The monomatch game was kinda fun, though....Smiles!
-J
I stumbled onto this while researching something on the web. I might add that it just goes to prove that there is a crazy person manning a website for every nutty idea ever birthed. Check this out:
http://www.monobrow.com/
Not my style, but help yourself! The monomatch game was kinda fun, though....Smiles!
-J
Monday, April 23, 2007
Funny, But True
Random Memories--all true--and more as I think of them.
I once...
· Got locked in a zoo after hours
· Held a live bee in my mouth without getting stung
· Was asked out by an ambassador
· Ate silk worm larvae
· Told a SS teacher she was wrong, 'cause my daddy was in seminary and he told me differently (I was four, and I was wrong)
· Tripped on a plane, fell completely, flat-out down, taking a flight attendant and two glasses of wine down with me (It was a long flight.)
· Was nearly deported (not from the U.S. )
· Lived through a 5.0 earthquake and didn't even know it had happened
· Ran toward riots in two different countries (my poor mother)
· Lived through a locust plague--seriously
· Fell asleep mid-meal, mid-bite
· Listened while a waiter sang Happy Birthday to my friend on my birthday
· Forgot I was wearing neon green undies when I did a quick change into cream pants for a night out in Chicago (ahhhhhhhhh!!!!)
· Set myself on fire (no serious damage, but some hair loss)
· Stayed awake for 42 hours straight
· Sang karoke with my friend Rachel in a Vietnamese bar (in KS). The lyrics were translated from English to Vietnamese and back again, so it was unintelligable.
· Went for a walk in an absolute downpour with my mom. We were both sick for a week.
· Floated past my house in my car when our street flooded
· Led others to dance 'Stayin'-Alive' style in a Korean dance club (in S. Korea)
· Got picked up by American-hating Bengalis in Hong Kong (didn't last long)
· Was offered camels in exchange for marriage (may yet regret turning that down...)
I'm sure I'll think of others, so keep listening...
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