So, I'm a little late on this, or perhaps right on time. Anyway...this Christmas one of my gifts was the book Christmas Jars by Jason F. Wright. Given my extreme fondness of books and reading, this one somehow got lost to me. (Truth be told, it was in my van, buried under papers and garbage.)
I found it this morning and just finished reading it. It was a very quick read and very short, however, the message is huge and the impact enormous.
It is about a aspiring writer who receives a odd Christmas gift, at a time when it is most needed. Determined to find out the gift's origin and the reason for it, she sets out to do just that. This little short story involves characters so intriguing and caring, you can't help but be wrapped up in it. It reminds me to be thoughtful of others, to allow my children the opportunities to be charitable and that the time we have with others here in this life should be cherished and not wasted. That every second matters and each small kindness we allow ourselves to give makes a difference to someone.
Ooooohhh...such a feel good book. I recommend sitting down to read this when you have a box of tissues handy and few minutes to spare (like when you're waiting for your children to eat because they are extremely slow and since you eat like a normal person you have a lot of time to just sit at the table waiting, and waiting for them to finish - for example).
Seriously, a great book. Worth the time, anytime.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Nothing of consequence
Yesterday Jon got home from work early, which hardly ever happens. So, instead of having to go out at all hours of the night, I went to get my deals early. This was nice for me. Although, I must say that the wait was much longer simply because apparently normal people shop much earlier than I do.
I got some good deals, but nothing particularly praiseworthy, meaning I didn't get anything for free this time. I did get Pop Tarts for .23 each. Not too bad...oh and fruit snacks the same price. I only went through and paid 5 times...I'm such a slacker.
It was good that I went through earlier though because one of the cashiers that I absolutely love needed help watching her little boy today, so he gets to come over and play for a few hours. He's a very pleasant little guy. It's nice to be able to serve her, instead of the other way around for once, even if it is her job to help me.
Alex and Sam were just fighting because we only have one pair of roller skates and they each wanted to skate. (I should inform you that their form of roller skating involves simply having the skates on their feet and standing in place.) They just resolved their conflict by deciding that they would each wear only one of the skates. I think they are beginning to realize that they are surprisingly more mobile with just one skate anyway. So funny.
Ok, now off to getting things done around here.
I got some good deals, but nothing particularly praiseworthy, meaning I didn't get anything for free this time. I did get Pop Tarts for .23 each. Not too bad...oh and fruit snacks the same price. I only went through and paid 5 times...I'm such a slacker.
It was good that I went through earlier though because one of the cashiers that I absolutely love needed help watching her little boy today, so he gets to come over and play for a few hours. He's a very pleasant little guy. It's nice to be able to serve her, instead of the other way around for once, even if it is her job to help me.
Alex and Sam were just fighting because we only have one pair of roller skates and they each wanted to skate. (I should inform you that their form of roller skating involves simply having the skates on their feet and standing in place.) They just resolved their conflict by deciding that they would each wear only one of the skates. I think they are beginning to realize that they are surprisingly more mobile with just one skate anyway. So funny.
Ok, now off to getting things done around here.
Monday, February 9, 2009
So funny.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygtBxhFc24A
Oh my goodness. I could not stop laughing when I watched this. Sorry I couldn't just post the darn video here...I'm still trying to figure out how to use this blog to my greatest advantage.
Watching this reminded me of an episode when Jon and I were first married. We still had our little Ford Festiva...and I was driving (this was the usual because Jon didn't fit very well in it and it was horribly embarrassing for him to even ride in, so needless to say, driving it was out of the question). I'm sure Jon could tell the story much better than I, but of course he exaggerates A LOT...but here's how I remember it.
We were driving to Cub Foods, before Winco and before coupons, and I happened to see this person (I can't remember if it was a woman or man...Jon would tell you without hesitation that it was a woman) driving crazily. I mean to tell you they were all over the road. I turned my head to gauk and laugh at how insanely funny it was when all of a sudden we were having an earthquake. Ya, it surprised me, too! The car was just jumping all over the road at this point and I was starting to think that maybe that person wasn't driving too crazy after all, given the circumstances.
Well, come to find out that while I was otherwise unobservant in my driving efforts, I had drove up onto the center flower beds. I took out several sweet annuals and if it wasn't for Jon yelling, "What the heck are you doing!?!?!" I wouldn't have turned and realized that I was being a ninnie and the one who was driving like a manic now. Jon was gripping the armrest for dear life and screaming at me to pay attention. By this time, I couldn't even see straight because my tears were clouding my vision.
When I finally pulled into a spot and it was determined that we were unscathed...Jon said to me, "I thought you were joking around until you almost hit that tree!" I was unable to even form a coherent response, all I could do at this point is laugh. I could not stop laughing and Jon just kept looking at me so frostily, which made me laugh even harder! Finally, he gave in and laughed with me. Man, what a miracle that only the flowers were damaged. I'll never forget that...even if I could, I have Jon to remind of it...frequently.
Oh my goodness. I could not stop laughing when I watched this. Sorry I couldn't just post the darn video here...I'm still trying to figure out how to use this blog to my greatest advantage.
Watching this reminded me of an episode when Jon and I were first married. We still had our little Ford Festiva...and I was driving (this was the usual because Jon didn't fit very well in it and it was horribly embarrassing for him to even ride in, so needless to say, driving it was out of the question). I'm sure Jon could tell the story much better than I, but of course he exaggerates A LOT...but here's how I remember it.
We were driving to Cub Foods, before Winco and before coupons, and I happened to see this person (I can't remember if it was a woman or man...Jon would tell you without hesitation that it was a woman) driving crazily. I mean to tell you they were all over the road. I turned my head to gauk and laugh at how insanely funny it was when all of a sudden we were having an earthquake. Ya, it surprised me, too! The car was just jumping all over the road at this point and I was starting to think that maybe that person wasn't driving too crazy after all, given the circumstances.
Well, come to find out that while I was otherwise unobservant in my driving efforts, I had drove up onto the center flower beds. I took out several sweet annuals and if it wasn't for Jon yelling, "What the heck are you doing!?!?!" I wouldn't have turned and realized that I was being a ninnie and the one who was driving like a manic now. Jon was gripping the armrest for dear life and screaming at me to pay attention. By this time, I couldn't even see straight because my tears were clouding my vision.
When I finally pulled into a spot and it was determined that we were unscathed...Jon said to me, "I thought you were joking around until you almost hit that tree!" I was unable to even form a coherent response, all I could do at this point is laugh. I could not stop laughing and Jon just kept looking at me so frostily, which made me laugh even harder! Finally, he gave in and laughed with me. Man, what a miracle that only the flowers were damaged. I'll never forget that...even if I could, I have Jon to remind of it...frequently.
Ouch
Saturday, Jon and I worked out in the yard while the kids played. It was a lovely day. We were outside for about 4 hours. I pruned our grape vines and about 10 rose bushes. I'm not sure if it was the right time of year for pruning or not, but things were out of control. I wanted to take a chain saw to the apple tree, but wasn't brave enough. Jon climbed our biggest fig tree and really went to town on that one. He pretty much left the smaller fig tree alone. We were going to trim up the shoots on the plum tree that was cut down a while back, but decided not to...maybe it'll grow back someday. We got a lot done.
I wish I hadn't done any of it. Apparently, as it turns out I'm a softy. It doesn't matter that I work out all the time...I still pulled a muscle! I don't even know how I did it...and in my mid-section or side...I can't even tell which. Now, I don't know if you've ever done like, well 1,000 sit ups or crunches at once (ok, bad analogy since I've never done that...not even remotely close - well maybe in my lifetime), but I imagine that is what it feels like. I guess I didn't even realize before how much pulling this one muscle can effect your day to day stuff. Sitting hurts, walking, laying down (although not as much), just about anything hurts because of it. Yesterday it hurt like the dickens, in fact, I stayed home from church because I didn't want to gimp around like a ninnie.
And I guess I even knew the potiential for this, but it hurts even worse today! We tell people all the time after surgery that it can get worse, more swollen, hurt worse, etc. on the third day, so it shouldn't have surprised me...and actually tomorrow would be the third day. Ugh. I so totally don't look forward to pain worse than this tomorrow. Oh well...what do you do? I think I'll just curl up in a little ball and let the misery have me. Sounds good.
I wish I hadn't done any of it. Apparently, as it turns out I'm a softy. It doesn't matter that I work out all the time...I still pulled a muscle! I don't even know how I did it...and in my mid-section or side...I can't even tell which. Now, I don't know if you've ever done like, well 1,000 sit ups or crunches at once (ok, bad analogy since I've never done that...not even remotely close - well maybe in my lifetime), but I imagine that is what it feels like. I guess I didn't even realize before how much pulling this one muscle can effect your day to day stuff. Sitting hurts, walking, laying down (although not as much), just about anything hurts because of it. Yesterday it hurt like the dickens, in fact, I stayed home from church because I didn't want to gimp around like a ninnie.
And I guess I even knew the potiential for this, but it hurts even worse today! We tell people all the time after surgery that it can get worse, more swollen, hurt worse, etc. on the third day, so it shouldn't have surprised me...and actually tomorrow would be the third day. Ugh. I so totally don't look forward to pain worse than this tomorrow. Oh well...what do you do? I think I'll just curl up in a little ball and let the misery have me. Sounds good.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
The Host
I finally broke down and read The Host. It was a very good read...slow at first, but very, very good.
What I liked about this book is that there wasn't really, even though there was, a main character. While it is mostly written from Wanda's perspective (an alien who is implanted into a human body), it is also just as much about the other characters around her. Wanda is a character so unlike any I've ever read about, ever. And then Ian, the hunk of a man he is, is so unlike anyone as well. Man...how to even explain this one...you'll just have to read it.
Strangely, I would have never read something like this, but since I enjoyed the Twilight series so much I thought I would give The Host a go because it's written by the same author. But, aliens invading the earth and taking over humans to save them from themselves was a little far fetched for me. It makes sense in the end though, and it's a truly good story. I highly recommend it.
What I liked about this book is that there wasn't really, even though there was, a main character. While it is mostly written from Wanda's perspective (an alien who is implanted into a human body), it is also just as much about the other characters around her. Wanda is a character so unlike any I've ever read about, ever. And then Ian, the hunk of a man he is, is so unlike anyone as well. Man...how to even explain this one...you'll just have to read it.
Strangely, I would have never read something like this, but since I enjoyed the Twilight series so much I thought I would give The Host a go because it's written by the same author. But, aliens invading the earth and taking over humans to save them from themselves was a little far fetched for me. It makes sense in the end though, and it's a truly good story. I highly recommend it.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
I'm surprised, really..like really?
Sadly, there are few things that I feel I have a real grasp of knowledge of, but one of those few things is my mom. Ya, she's at it again. I wonder though, did it ever really get under control the last time? I don't think that it did...try as I might, it just got to a point where there was nothing more I could do for her.
I talked with her last night. She was very upset (literally freaking out) because I haven't opened her package yet. (See above) Now, I gave her only one of the reasons for my not opening it and that was that I wanted to take a picture of the package first before destroying it. The other, which I did not share with her, was that it smells of cigarette smoke. So, as with nearly all of my mother's packages I have ever received, I put them on the porch and let them air out for a fews days first. The smell doesn't dissipate entirely, but enough that we can go through the contents.
She was very insistent that the reason for my delay in opening said package was because I thought she put a bomb in it. When I told her that was definitely not the reason, she became irriate with me. She said that she assumed that since people were putting "bombs" in her apartment trying to take her out, that I would assume that someone tampered with my package and put one in mine as well. Oh dear....here we go again.
She then proceeded to tell me that she has called the police several times to report this as well as report that her things have gone missing. Now she is frustrated with the justice system because they are no longer taking her calls...meaning they send her to a "special" voicemail to take down her complaint there. I feel so sorry for the law enforcement there because it won't be long before she starts saying that she's hurt - instead of that her things are missing - just so they have to come out to check on her. Good grief.
She then proceeded to talk of the past...like it was still happening to her as we spoke. This is the part that gets really frustrating to me. No matter how many times I hear of these same stories, they are not the same, but always slightly more embellished. Like when she talked of my brother's suicide last night...it wasn't how it actually happened this time, instead it was my other brother and his friend who ganged up on Walter and took his life. I had to cut her off then. I tried to explain to her that she needed to think about what she was saying and that wasn't the way it happened and she was only going to scare herself if she thought that. She told me that I wasn't there, so I didn't really know. I'll steal a line here, "Oh, for the love of all that was holy, would the catastrophes never end?"
Since the last time I tried to help her - which I might add was the best situation possible for her - it was only to try to sabotage her, so she hasn't given me any information about her doctors or mental health professional since she moved. Now, I know the best place for her is an insituition, but apparently I'm the only one to think that...at least right now I am. (Although I'm sure in a few days time the Spokane police department will back me up here.)
Now, I just have to patiently wait for it to hit me...again. I so totally don't need this right now or ever, but I fear it will be inevitable. Only this time, I hope it's a little easier and we'll get through it quicker on account that I've gone through it so many times.
One thing that occurred to me, just right now actually, was that maybe Dr. B is right. I should write a book detailing all the craziness I've either witnessed or experienced. He thinks I'd strike it rich because people like to read funny crazy stuff to make them feel better. So glad he finds my life amusing.
Poor Jon. This is not something you're supposed to get used to, but I think he is getting somewhat used to it by now because last night when I told him about my conversation he just shook it off and said something along the lines of, "Oh well". Cracks me up.
Oh well. (The picture of the woman on the package, I'm told by the artist, is a self portrait...as for the other two pictures with no description, your guess is as good as mine.)
Monday, February 2, 2009
Just hangin
Today was a very low key type of day. I hardly ever have those with a 2 year old running amuck!
It was great fun this morning working with both Alex and Sam. Alex has all of a sudden decided that coloring within the lines has its benefits...such as actually being able to see the pictures he's coloring instead of a blanket of one color across the whole page. So, today he brought me a picture with a lot of color detail. It was only very colorful on one side, you could see the guy's hair and then his clothes and a board he was holding, all very neatly colored in and then the other half of the page was blank. I asked him about that and told him it would sure be nice to have the whole picture colored so he ran off to do so. He came back in less than one minute, the other half of the picture was completely blue. Oh well, at least he's making an attempt.
Sam just doodled circles all over a blank page...she threw some squares in there for a little contrast. All pink, of course.
Then, on Alex's free page (blank page he can do whatever with), he brought me this:
How cute is that? Obviously, it's his name...that's him up at the top of the name. Then that little tiny person down below is me...with a rain cloud over my head. LOL He's so funny sometimes.
Ok, gotta get going...have to supervise some homework.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
2nd Attempt 25 Things
Ok, so here's attempt #2 to get this out to you all. I will, indeed, be copying these down so that in the event of another blogger failure, I won't have to re-write everything...again.
25 interesting (or at least things) about me that perhaps you didn't already know:
1. In 8th grade I ran for class president. I thought myself to be the change my class needed, but obviously the majority didn't think so because I didn't win. While most of competition allured the student body to vote for them with banners that read something like, "More soda machines throughout the school!", mine ALL read, "I don't make any promises, I only give results."...now, I thought I was rather clever...but apparently everyone else thought that more soda was the key. (Of note is that we never did get more soda machines.)
2. Also, in 8th grade I made my first pair of pants. They were dark green paisley MC Hammer pants. LOL I wore them once and out of sheer embarrassment never wore them again. It was truly tragic.
3. I dated a little person. He was very nice and sweet, but it obviously didn't work out.
4. I love Robert Pattinson, or maybe just love to look at him... I have no explaination for it. I mean, I find the fact that he only washes his hair every 6 weeks and drinks and smokes repulsive, but once again...I've no reason for his appeal.
5. I promised my brother-in-law that I would never, in a million years, ever wear bell bottoms, and if I did I would pay him $100.00. I am proud to say I never have....there's just something wrong with a little kid being able to hide themselves in a pant leg...
6. I play no musical instruments. I always wanted to learn to play the piano, and I've not given up on that dream yet, but as of now I can't play.
7. I had a hamster, Teddy, when I was around 7 years old. I used to let him run around my room free. One day I stepped on him and broke his neck, thus ending his little life. I was so scared I would get into trouble that I put him back in his cage and told my mom he jumped off his wheel and broke his neck. Later, missing my friend and feeling intensely guilty, I confessed. I felt better, but still sad.
8. I have had only one surgery, three times.
9. I broke my pinkie finger while trying to catch a football. After I realized it was broken I attempted to put it back into place myself, but I only broke it worse. The guy who threw the football felt so wretched he followed me around saying sorry at least a million times. Poor kid.
10. Jon took me to my senior prom. I've no doubt he was the oldest date there. He looked rather dashing in a tux...I'll have to see if I can find a picture so you can see his hottness. :)
11. As a teenager, I was pretty tame. I got good grades, didn't make terrible choices....but one choice I really do regret. Maybe it's because I'm a mom now and am older and can see the error of my ways. I used to drive around North Bend with my friends, without my permit or license.
12. I used to work at Intel. It was a great job, but they had a huge hiring freeze and I got the boot.
13. My stage name if I were a stripper would be Marowie Pine. (I never planned on being a stripper, I don't even like showing my arms above the elbow, but apparently to find out what your stage name would be you take the name of your first pet and then the first street you lived on and add them together.)
14. My favorite place to go outdoors is Gold and Silver Falls, just outside of Coos Bay. There's nothing like hiking up either one of the falls on a spring or summer day. So beautiful.
15. I'm almost always cold, even in the summer. So, a lot of the time if I'm not wearing a jacket, I have on a tank top to help keep me warm.
16. I broke a boy's nose, and another boy's arm. I was mean to the boys...both times were not intentional, however. The first I shoved the guy's face into the drinking fountain when he was getting a drink...he always did that to me! The second boy kept trying to hold my hand while roller skating and I just wouldn't have that so I sort of flung him off me.
17. It is not beneath me to pick up money on the ground, no matter how little. A penny saved is a penny earned.
18. I'm allergic to nylon. Seriously. It's awful because you don't realize how many things have at least a little bit of nylon in them. When I was younger I thought it was worth it to wear pantyhose if I went to a party or something, but then shortly after arriving had to take them off and spend the rest of the time doped up on Benadryl and with legs swollen twice their normal size and HUGE hives. Now I realize it's over rated. Actually, a lot of women have told me that they wished that they had an allergy to them. :)
19. I love to paint. Not anything creative or artsy, just the wall....and usually only one color at a time.
20. I love to read. A lot.
21. I was big in theater when I was in high school. My favorite character played was a multi-personality gal who at several points in the play thought that she was Lassie. My impersonation had the place in stitches...probably from all the butt sniffing I did. Really.
22. I've had a lot of different animals over the course of my life...too many different kinds to even name..I'd probably miss one or two if I tried. My favorite are dogs though.
23. For the last day, I've had to endure something awful....and I realize that it's my fault entirely. I introduced Jon to Old Greg...my life will never be the same. If you haven't already heard of Old Greg...please don't look him up on the net...you'll regret it. Jon has found an "Old Greg Soundboard"...I have heard it played over and over again. He thinks it is the funniest thing. Seriously though, don't look it up...it's disturbing.
24. I love to cook. I like following receipes and making my own. I don't do it as often as I should though.
25. I don't own any dresses...well none that I can currently fit into anyway! I ususally always wear a skirt and top if I have to dress up. Huh.
So that's it. I actually think this list is entirely different from the first I came up with. Some things are repeated...which means that there are more than 25 things about me that I thought were interesting. Weird. I would have never thought. So, now I'm supposed to pick 25 people to do this same thing. Not quite sure I know that many people, here's what I'll do. If you read this and feel so inclined to try it yourself, then do. It's sort of fun actually.
25 interesting (or at least things) about me that perhaps you didn't already know:
1. In 8th grade I ran for class president. I thought myself to be the change my class needed, but obviously the majority didn't think so because I didn't win. While most of competition allured the student body to vote for them with banners that read something like, "More soda machines throughout the school!", mine ALL read, "I don't make any promises, I only give results."...now, I thought I was rather clever...but apparently everyone else thought that more soda was the key. (Of note is that we never did get more soda machines.)
2. Also, in 8th grade I made my first pair of pants. They were dark green paisley MC Hammer pants. LOL I wore them once and out of sheer embarrassment never wore them again. It was truly tragic.
3. I dated a little person. He was very nice and sweet, but it obviously didn't work out.
4. I love Robert Pattinson, or maybe just love to look at him... I have no explaination for it. I mean, I find the fact that he only washes his hair every 6 weeks and drinks and smokes repulsive, but once again...I've no reason for his appeal.
5. I promised my brother-in-law that I would never, in a million years, ever wear bell bottoms, and if I did I would pay him $100.00. I am proud to say I never have....there's just something wrong with a little kid being able to hide themselves in a pant leg...
6. I play no musical instruments. I always wanted to learn to play the piano, and I've not given up on that dream yet, but as of now I can't play.
7. I had a hamster, Teddy, when I was around 7 years old. I used to let him run around my room free. One day I stepped on him and broke his neck, thus ending his little life. I was so scared I would get into trouble that I put him back in his cage and told my mom he jumped off his wheel and broke his neck. Later, missing my friend and feeling intensely guilty, I confessed. I felt better, but still sad.
8. I have had only one surgery, three times.
9. I broke my pinkie finger while trying to catch a football. After I realized it was broken I attempted to put it back into place myself, but I only broke it worse. The guy who threw the football felt so wretched he followed me around saying sorry at least a million times. Poor kid.
10. Jon took me to my senior prom. I've no doubt he was the oldest date there. He looked rather dashing in a tux...I'll have to see if I can find a picture so you can see his hottness. :)
11. As a teenager, I was pretty tame. I got good grades, didn't make terrible choices....but one choice I really do regret. Maybe it's because I'm a mom now and am older and can see the error of my ways. I used to drive around North Bend with my friends, without my permit or license.
12. I used to work at Intel. It was a great job, but they had a huge hiring freeze and I got the boot.
13. My stage name if I were a stripper would be Marowie Pine. (I never planned on being a stripper, I don't even like showing my arms above the elbow, but apparently to find out what your stage name would be you take the name of your first pet and then the first street you lived on and add them together.)
14. My favorite place to go outdoors is Gold and Silver Falls, just outside of Coos Bay. There's nothing like hiking up either one of the falls on a spring or summer day. So beautiful.
15. I'm almost always cold, even in the summer. So, a lot of the time if I'm not wearing a jacket, I have on a tank top to help keep me warm.
16. I broke a boy's nose, and another boy's arm. I was mean to the boys...both times were not intentional, however. The first I shoved the guy's face into the drinking fountain when he was getting a drink...he always did that to me! The second boy kept trying to hold my hand while roller skating and I just wouldn't have that so I sort of flung him off me.
17. It is not beneath me to pick up money on the ground, no matter how little. A penny saved is a penny earned.
18. I'm allergic to nylon. Seriously. It's awful because you don't realize how many things have at least a little bit of nylon in them. When I was younger I thought it was worth it to wear pantyhose if I went to a party or something, but then shortly after arriving had to take them off and spend the rest of the time doped up on Benadryl and with legs swollen twice their normal size and HUGE hives. Now I realize it's over rated. Actually, a lot of women have told me that they wished that they had an allergy to them. :)
19. I love to paint. Not anything creative or artsy, just the wall....and usually only one color at a time.
20. I love to read. A lot.
21. I was big in theater when I was in high school. My favorite character played was a multi-personality gal who at several points in the play thought that she was Lassie. My impersonation had the place in stitches...probably from all the butt sniffing I did. Really.
22. I've had a lot of different animals over the course of my life...too many different kinds to even name..I'd probably miss one or two if I tried. My favorite are dogs though.
23. For the last day, I've had to endure something awful....and I realize that it's my fault entirely. I introduced Jon to Old Greg...my life will never be the same. If you haven't already heard of Old Greg...please don't look him up on the net...you'll regret it. Jon has found an "Old Greg Soundboard"...I have heard it played over and over again. He thinks it is the funniest thing. Seriously though, don't look it up...it's disturbing.
24. I love to cook. I like following receipes and making my own. I don't do it as often as I should though.
25. I don't own any dresses...well none that I can currently fit into anyway! I ususally always wear a skirt and top if I have to dress up. Huh.
So that's it. I actually think this list is entirely different from the first I came up with. Some things are repeated...which means that there are more than 25 things about me that I thought were interesting. Weird. I would have never thought. So, now I'm supposed to pick 25 people to do this same thing. Not quite sure I know that many people, here's what I'll do. If you read this and feel so inclined to try it yourself, then do. It's sort of fun actually.
The Girl Who Could Fly
I sat down last night and wrote out 25 interesting things about myself...and then went to post them and blogger failed me. I lost it all. Let me tell you it was quite a chore for me to come up with 25 things at all, and I decided that since I was so EXTREMELY irritated, it wouldn't serve any real good purpose to just sit back down and start over again...even if I did remember a lot of those things they would have just been put down hastily and my irritation would have shown brighter than any of one of them. I'll try again later when in a better mood.
But, more importantly, I finished reading The Girl Who Could Fly by Victoria Forester. A very amazing read. It's about a young girl who figures out she can fly...her adventures in coming to this conclusion and her desire to fight for it. I was so very impressed by the wit and charm of the characters in this book and am a little sad that it was such a quick read. I would have preferred to prolong its wonderfulness. :) I do have to share with you something that I found to have such a huge impact on my heart while reading it...
Piper (the girl who could fly) was about to make her case to her friends and so she dug deep and offered this:
"My ma told me that there isn't anything in this life worth having that comes easy. She told me that every road I walk down's gonna have a price. But what she didn't tell me and what I learned since I've been here is that if you don't choose the road you're gonna walk, sooner or later someone else'll do that choosing for you. Now maybe Myrtle's right and there's nothing wrong with being normal like everyone else. But the truth is that we aren't like everyone else. We're like the way the good Lord made us and wouldn't that be a terrible thing to turn our backs on? I can't promise you that everything on this road is gonna be okay 'cause sure enough every road I've ever been on has got a bend or two and a few hills and valleys besides. I do know this, though - I know that I was meant to fly and I'm not gonna walk out of here, I'm gonna fly out. And I know what road I belong on 'cause I feel it here." Piper pointed to her heart. "So you gotta choose your road right now. And you'll know which one it is 'cause you'll feel it here too."
WHOA, right? Not to mention that Piper is only 9-years-old. I know, I know, Piper isn't real and the author is quite a bit older than nine. Still makes you think about when you figured this out, if you've ever figured it out, or if you're even willing to consider that it's actually true.
I just love good books. I love to read, but when you come across a really good find...it's hard not to want to share it. So, if anyone wants to borrow it, let me know...I'll be happy to share. I got mine at Powell's but wouldn't you know it was the last copy available. I suspect the reason why this book is hard to get a hold of right now is because Stephanie Meyer just put it on her site...that's huge.
But, more importantly, I finished reading The Girl Who Could Fly by Victoria Forester. A very amazing read. It's about a young girl who figures out she can fly...her adventures in coming to this conclusion and her desire to fight for it. I was so very impressed by the wit and charm of the characters in this book and am a little sad that it was such a quick read. I would have preferred to prolong its wonderfulness. :) I do have to share with you something that I found to have such a huge impact on my heart while reading it...
Piper (the girl who could fly) was about to make her case to her friends and so she dug deep and offered this:
"My ma told me that there isn't anything in this life worth having that comes easy. She told me that every road I walk down's gonna have a price. But what she didn't tell me and what I learned since I've been here is that if you don't choose the road you're gonna walk, sooner or later someone else'll do that choosing for you. Now maybe Myrtle's right and there's nothing wrong with being normal like everyone else. But the truth is that we aren't like everyone else. We're like the way the good Lord made us and wouldn't that be a terrible thing to turn our backs on? I can't promise you that everything on this road is gonna be okay 'cause sure enough every road I've ever been on has got a bend or two and a few hills and valleys besides. I do know this, though - I know that I was meant to fly and I'm not gonna walk out of here, I'm gonna fly out. And I know what road I belong on 'cause I feel it here." Piper pointed to her heart. "So you gotta choose your road right now. And you'll know which one it is 'cause you'll feel it here too."
WHOA, right? Not to mention that Piper is only 9-years-old. I know, I know, Piper isn't real and the author is quite a bit older than nine. Still makes you think about when you figured this out, if you've ever figured it out, or if you're even willing to consider that it's actually true.
I just love good books. I love to read, but when you come across a really good find...it's hard not to want to share it. So, if anyone wants to borrow it, let me know...I'll be happy to share. I got mine at Powell's but wouldn't you know it was the last copy available. I suspect the reason why this book is hard to get a hold of right now is because Stephanie Meyer just put it on her site...that's huge.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Redemption
Ok, so last night I posted the cereal deal a bit too late. So, the screaming hot deal for the week is the Albe's deal using Fred Meyer coupons. The chip deal is this: use one FM coupon 3 bags for $5.00....but, Albe's deal is BOGO right now...so you get 6 bags of Lays chips for $5.00...without any manu coupons.
Deal 2: for the DiGiorno pizzas, use the FM coupon that says you can buy up to 4 for $3.99 each...Well, Albe's has a deal right now that if you buy 4 for $20.00 you get an instant $5.00 off. So, when combined together you should spend $10.96 for 4 pizzas.
I got 6 bags of chips and 4 pizzas today for $15.96...without using any manu coupons (because there aren't any...I checked)...which is a screaming hot deal...especially considering that if you just bought the 4 boxes of pizza the sale price at Albe's would be $15.00 right now...and for .96cents more I got 6 bags of chips. Nice.
Deal 2: for the DiGiorno pizzas, use the FM coupon that says you can buy up to 4 for $3.99 each...Well, Albe's has a deal right now that if you buy 4 for $20.00 you get an instant $5.00 off. So, when combined together you should spend $10.96 for 4 pizzas.
I got 6 bags of chips and 4 pizzas today for $15.96...without using any manu coupons (because there aren't any...I checked)...which is a screaming hot deal...especially considering that if you just bought the 4 boxes of pizza the sale price at Albe's would be $15.00 right now...and for .96cents more I got 6 bags of chips. Nice.
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