12-31-15
Paisley
Re: End of the year video of Paisley
Ok...I found a few words: This is a year end video chronicling the adoption of Paisley, my great niece.
When the process started, I worried. I should not have. God erased all my worries one by one in big and miraculous ways. The most personal worry I had was that I wasn't sure I would love Paisley...enough. And that, my friends, turned out to be the biggest and stupidest worry of all.
I've learned a great deal over the course of the past two years but the most important thing I learned was that God is greater and I have the capacity in my heart to love a child born a world away as if she were my very own.
My very own.
I wouldn't have believed that two years ago. My prayer going in to 2016 is that God will continue to open my heart to bigger and greater things.
Sunday, May 29, 2016
Uh Oh
12-22-15
Uh Oh
So, this morning, I'm walking across the bedroom and, inexplicably, my toe gets caught in the bottom of my pajama pants. It was only because of my superior athletic ability that I was able to avoid a fall.
2015...is this really the kind of stuff you're trying to go out on? Come on. You are better than that.
Uh Oh
So, this morning, I'm walking across the bedroom and, inexplicably, my toe gets caught in the bottom of my pajama pants. It was only because of my superior athletic ability that I was able to avoid a fall.
2015...is this really the kind of stuff you're trying to go out on? Come on. You are better than that.
Christmas 2015
12-7-15
Christmas
Got my list, checking it twice (more than that, actually, because I can't remember much of nothing without my list), wrapping some gifts, listening to Christmas music, drinking coffee, checking FB to see what all you people are up to today, thinking about some people I know who have gone through some really hard things this week and some people who have gone through some really joyous things this week. I am trying to take it all in, appreciate it all more and thank God for the past and the future plans He has for me.
My Grown- up Christmas List:
* love
* grace
* mercy
* peace
* forgiveness
* joy
* gratefulness
* compassion
* kindness
* more of Jesus
Christmas
Got my list, checking it twice (more than that, actually, because I can't remember much of nothing without my list), wrapping some gifts, listening to Christmas music, drinking coffee, checking FB to see what all you people are up to today, thinking about some people I know who have gone through some really hard things this week and some people who have gone through some really joyous things this week. I am trying to take it all in, appreciate it all more and thank God for the past and the future plans He has for me.
My Grown- up Christmas List:
* love
* grace
* mercy
* peace
* forgiveness
* joy
* gratefulness
* compassion
* kindness
* more of Jesus
Christmas Wish
12-2-15
Christmas Wish
Honest-to-goodness exchange this morning went a little something like this:
R: you need to give me some ideas for Christmas.
Me: well, I kinda gave you a hint earlier...
R: yes. I picked up on that.
Me: good.
R: I gave you a hint about what I'd like, too...
Me: I AM NOT GETTING YOU AN ALPACA FOR CHRISTMAS!
R: 😕
Christmas Wish
Honest-to-goodness exchange this morning went a little something like this:
R: you need to give me some ideas for Christmas.
Me: well, I kinda gave you a hint earlier...
R: yes. I picked up on that.
Me: good.
R: I gave you a hint about what I'd like, too...
Me: I AM NOT GETTING YOU AN ALPACA FOR CHRISTMAS!
R: 😕
Thanksgiving 2015
11-25-15
Thanksgiving
Things I Love About Thanksgiving (in no particular order):
1. No gifts! Be ye not mistaken: I love a gift as well as anyone and almost as much as giving a gift. Alas, there is much extraneous-ness that goes along with giving gifts that you don't have to deal with at Thanksgiving. I enjoy that the day is not about giving things but rather giving thanks.
2. Food! It's no secret that I will enjoy a delicious meal that is mainly prepared by people who are not me. I will rock a fruit tray and I will enjoy the bounty set before us particularly on Thanksgiving Day.
3. Long Weekend! My brain and body is half past ready for this weekend of no work. It has been a mad rush to get here and I'm sure we will hit the ground running come Monday morning, but, with all that is within me, I am going to do my best to put the cares and stress of the work-a-day world on the back burner.
4. The Weather! Could it be any nicer? It is hit and miss with Thanksgiving weather and tomorrow looks like it will be a bullseye!
5. Family! Normally, the majority of my family gathers on Thanksgiving. Some years we are closer to the majority than others. I love seeing those I don't see nearly enough. The older I get, the more precious, if possible, my family becomes. It's a great reward for all the other stuff that comes with age that is less than rewarding. This year, for the first time ever, instead of gathering at F and B's for the day, we will gather at my brother Steve and Kathi's home. It is a bittersweet change but the Tallassee contingent has always been so gracious to travel to us on holidays and it is equally gracious of them to host us this year. We are so completely fortunate to have Mother and Daddy willing and able to make the trip! It promises to be a great day.
There is much to be thankful for this and every year. I wish your family health, peace, and love as you celebrate tomorrow.
Happy Thanksgiving!
11-27-15
More Thanksgiving
The Day After...
I nailed my Thanksgiving prediction of a great day yesterday! The weather could not have been nicer. Just simply gorgeous. The food was fantastic! Kathi, our hostess with the mostest, truly outdid herself. It was all wonderful! Turkey, sweet potato casserole, vegetable casserole, some other potato casserole, green beans, cranberry sauce, fruit, veggie tray, rolls, a variety of desserts...and I probably missed something but that represented my plate (s). So so yummy!
The youngest generation was represented by Heather and Jamie's beautiful daughters (see my profile picture of a shot of them from the "playhouse". They are as beautiful inside as out. Just pure sweetness. Addie wrote Granddaddy (my dad) a precious thanksgiving note complete with love and good luck wishes (perhaps she was concerned with Thanksgiving travel warnings???) and she drew me a picture with a sweet note. Treasure! She, to me, reminds me most of her mother. Each of the girls remind me of Heather, of course, but, right now, just watching and listening to her takes me right back to the early 1980's. Taylor and I spent some quality time playing ping pong and Nicole joined us, too. I critiqued their gymnastics and was the videographer. They all three gave me the tour of the playhouse and shared how they play together designing clothes and pretending to have a design business. Awesome. At one point their grandparents and great grandparents were sitting outside talking and me and Taylor and Nicole walked around the drive and saw them. I said, "look! It's an old person meeting" and, without missing a beat, Nicole said, "shouldn't you be up there?". I kinda loved that humor and the impeccable delivery and timing. One other quick note: these girls are precious to me, as are all of my greats. One thing that stood out to me yesterday was how they asked me questions. They told me a lot of stuff, but they also asked me stuff...what I thought about different things, what I liked better, how could they do something better, etc.. Think about that. It's kind of extraordinary actually. Mark the words: these young ladies will do great things in life. Of this I'm sure.
We all headed out to the barn after lunch and watched the guys shoot guns. Well, and me. I feel protected with my brothers and nephews....mostly with Jamie though. 😉
It was time to head home too soon. We had a wonderful day!
If anyone needs me today, I'll be right here, in my jammies, probably with a cup of coffee...or something. Might be watching a movie, might be taking a nap, might be reading a book, might be staring into space. Just completely enjoying this blessed day off work.
For this and so much more, I remain grateful!
Thanksgiving
Things I Love About Thanksgiving (in no particular order):
1. No gifts! Be ye not mistaken: I love a gift as well as anyone and almost as much as giving a gift. Alas, there is much extraneous-ness that goes along with giving gifts that you don't have to deal with at Thanksgiving. I enjoy that the day is not about giving things but rather giving thanks.
2. Food! It's no secret that I will enjoy a delicious meal that is mainly prepared by people who are not me. I will rock a fruit tray and I will enjoy the bounty set before us particularly on Thanksgiving Day.
3. Long Weekend! My brain and body is half past ready for this weekend of no work. It has been a mad rush to get here and I'm sure we will hit the ground running come Monday morning, but, with all that is within me, I am going to do my best to put the cares and stress of the work-a-day world on the back burner.
4. The Weather! Could it be any nicer? It is hit and miss with Thanksgiving weather and tomorrow looks like it will be a bullseye!
5. Family! Normally, the majority of my family gathers on Thanksgiving. Some years we are closer to the majority than others. I love seeing those I don't see nearly enough. The older I get, the more precious, if possible, my family becomes. It's a great reward for all the other stuff that comes with age that is less than rewarding. This year, for the first time ever, instead of gathering at F and B's for the day, we will gather at my brother Steve and Kathi's home. It is a bittersweet change but the Tallassee contingent has always been so gracious to travel to us on holidays and it is equally gracious of them to host us this year. We are so completely fortunate to have Mother and Daddy willing and able to make the trip! It promises to be a great day.
There is much to be thankful for this and every year. I wish your family health, peace, and love as you celebrate tomorrow.
Happy Thanksgiving!
11-27-15
More Thanksgiving
The Day After...
I nailed my Thanksgiving prediction of a great day yesterday! The weather could not have been nicer. Just simply gorgeous. The food was fantastic! Kathi, our hostess with the mostest, truly outdid herself. It was all wonderful! Turkey, sweet potato casserole, vegetable casserole, some other potato casserole, green beans, cranberry sauce, fruit, veggie tray, rolls, a variety of desserts...and I probably missed something but that represented my plate (s). So so yummy!
The youngest generation was represented by Heather and Jamie's beautiful daughters (see my profile picture of a shot of them from the "playhouse". They are as beautiful inside as out. Just pure sweetness. Addie wrote Granddaddy (my dad) a precious thanksgiving note complete with love and good luck wishes (perhaps she was concerned with Thanksgiving travel warnings???) and she drew me a picture with a sweet note. Treasure! She, to me, reminds me most of her mother. Each of the girls remind me of Heather, of course, but, right now, just watching and listening to her takes me right back to the early 1980's. Taylor and I spent some quality time playing ping pong and Nicole joined us, too. I critiqued their gymnastics and was the videographer. They all three gave me the tour of the playhouse and shared how they play together designing clothes and pretending to have a design business. Awesome. At one point their grandparents and great grandparents were sitting outside talking and me and Taylor and Nicole walked around the drive and saw them. I said, "look! It's an old person meeting" and, without missing a beat, Nicole said, "shouldn't you be up there?". I kinda loved that humor and the impeccable delivery and timing. One other quick note: these girls are precious to me, as are all of my greats. One thing that stood out to me yesterday was how they asked me questions. They told me a lot of stuff, but they also asked me stuff...what I thought about different things, what I liked better, how could they do something better, etc.. Think about that. It's kind of extraordinary actually. Mark the words: these young ladies will do great things in life. Of this I'm sure.
We all headed out to the barn after lunch and watched the guys shoot guns. Well, and me. I feel protected with my brothers and nephews....mostly with Jamie though. 😉
It was time to head home too soon. We had a wonderful day!
If anyone needs me today, I'll be right here, in my jammies, probably with a cup of coffee...or something. Might be watching a movie, might be taking a nap, might be reading a book, might be staring into space. Just completely enjoying this blessed day off work.
For this and so much more, I remain grateful!
This World
11-14-15
This World
I'm sitting here, two cups of coffee down, room service breakfast down, waiting on the football game, anticipating Stephanie's baby shower this afternoon, feet propped up and watching the gulf waters, boats and dolphins float by and I'm thinking about the craziness that is our world today. Part of me wants to worry about what is ahead for my "greats".
This morning (during devotional/praise music time 👼) I read in Hebrews 12: "Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart."
So, today, I'm "fixing my eyes on Jesus" and I'm not losing heart. I'm considering Him. I can't think of a better response to the world situation. I don't know what's next, but He does. I can work with that.
This World
I'm sitting here, two cups of coffee down, room service breakfast down, waiting on the football game, anticipating Stephanie's baby shower this afternoon, feet propped up and watching the gulf waters, boats and dolphins float by and I'm thinking about the craziness that is our world today. Part of me wants to worry about what is ahead for my "greats".
This morning (during devotional/praise music time 👼) I read in Hebrews 12: "Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart."
So, today, I'm "fixing my eyes on Jesus" and I'm not losing heart. I'm considering Him. I can't think of a better response to the world situation. I don't know what's next, but He does. I can work with that.
Friends
11-5-15
Friends
I mostly travel down Old Leeds Road on my way to work every day. Not long after I hit Old Leeds, depending on how late I’m running, I generally always see two older gentleman who are paused at the top of a street and are talking. I believe what must be happening is that they both start out on their morning walk, at some point meet up and walk together for a portion and where I usually see them is the point at which they depart to go their separate ways again. The following are thoughts or observations I’ve had in the almost five years that I’ve watched this occur- in no particular order:
1. It’s important to exercise and walking is one of the best and cheapest way to do that.
2. The more you do something, the more likely it is that you’ll continue to do it.
3. Get important stuff done as early in the day as you can so you’ll automatically eliminate “tired” as an excuse not to do it.
4. It is alright to start your journey alone.
5. It is more fun to have a friend along the same journey.
6. It is alright if, at some point, you have to venture on alone again.
7. Friendship should be a life priority.
8. Consistency in nurturing friendship, as in most things, is key.
9. Even if you probably don’t have anything earth-shattering to talk about, because it's important, you should talk anyway.
10. Once you find a true friend, don’t take them for granted. They will probably always be there. It's up to both of you to figure out how that's going to work in the real world.
There have been some days when I've just seen one of the men walking. I always wonder for a moment, "Uh-oh. I hope everything is good with Man2." I am always relieved when I see them both the next day or so. I hope I keep seeing them for a real good long time. It's the way it should be.
Friends
I mostly travel down Old Leeds Road on my way to work every day. Not long after I hit Old Leeds, depending on how late I’m running, I generally always see two older gentleman who are paused at the top of a street and are talking. I believe what must be happening is that they both start out on their morning walk, at some point meet up and walk together for a portion and where I usually see them is the point at which they depart to go their separate ways again. The following are thoughts or observations I’ve had in the almost five years that I’ve watched this occur- in no particular order:
1. It’s important to exercise and walking is one of the best and cheapest way to do that.
2. The more you do something, the more likely it is that you’ll continue to do it.
3. Get important stuff done as early in the day as you can so you’ll automatically eliminate “tired” as an excuse not to do it.
4. It is alright to start your journey alone.
5. It is more fun to have a friend along the same journey.
6. It is alright if, at some point, you have to venture on alone again.
7. Friendship should be a life priority.
8. Consistency in nurturing friendship, as in most things, is key.
9. Even if you probably don’t have anything earth-shattering to talk about, because it's important, you should talk anyway.
10. Once you find a true friend, don’t take them for granted. They will probably always be there. It's up to both of you to figure out how that's going to work in the real world.
There have been some days when I've just seen one of the men walking. I always wonder for a moment, "Uh-oh. I hope everything is good with Man2." I am always relieved when I see them both the next day or so. I hope I keep seeing them for a real good long time. It's the way it should be.
Boo!
10-31-15
Boo!
Lessons from Halloween:
1. Don't think your costume days are over. With the right motivation, you will willingly paint your nose and put on mouse ears.
2. If all you have to do to get the cake pop is eat two more bites of broccoli and one bite of lasagne, take that deal.
3. Three cake pops is probably enough for one night---less than that or more than that leaves you with regret.
4. Rain is no excuse to stay home.
5. Talking through a new experience makes it easier. It may seem odd to put on a costume and go to random people's houses threatening to do bad stuff to them if they don't give you candy, but it works! Trust your parents even when it seems crazy.
6. Be adorable and people give you stuff.
7. Take your nose paint off before you go inside the gas station (Rhiannon actually learned this one).
Boo!
Lessons from Halloween:
1. Don't think your costume days are over. With the right motivation, you will willingly paint your nose and put on mouse ears.
2. If all you have to do to get the cake pop is eat two more bites of broccoli and one bite of lasagne, take that deal.
3. Three cake pops is probably enough for one night---less than that or more than that leaves you with regret.
4. Rain is no excuse to stay home.
5. Talking through a new experience makes it easier. It may seem odd to put on a costume and go to random people's houses threatening to do bad stuff to them if they don't give you candy, but it works! Trust your parents even when it seems crazy.
6. Be adorable and people give you stuff.
7. Take your nose paint off before you go inside the gas station (Rhiannon actually learned this one).
Favored by God
10-24-15
Favored by God
So this time last Saturday, we were on the way to Ft. Walton after having stopped to have breakfast with The Todds and get some Paisley love. At the beach, we helped Josh just a bit in putting the finishing touches on Stephanie's surprise party. We got to spend some quality time (not enough, of course) with Shari and Van and Joe and Betsy. We got to eat some good food. We got to see a gorgeous sunrise and a gorgeous sunset. We got to hang out with mom-to-be, Stephanie (which is one of my very favorite things to do...especially in Hawaii...but that's another post for another day). A perfectly wonderful weekend. And yesterday we got to see 4-D photos of Sadie Jane (what a little looker she is).
Today, I've washed dishes and clothes, made a pot of coffee and am about to read a bit before I go watch a little football at F and B's.
It makes me feel a little old when I think about my grands...nieces and nephew. It makes me feel a little old when I think that the most energy I want to expend this weekend is going next door to watch tv. But mostly, I feel favored by God and I thank Him for allowing me these simple life pleasures.
Favored by God
So this time last Saturday, we were on the way to Ft. Walton after having stopped to have breakfast with The Todds and get some Paisley love. At the beach, we helped Josh just a bit in putting the finishing touches on Stephanie's surprise party. We got to spend some quality time (not enough, of course) with Shari and Van and Joe and Betsy. We got to eat some good food. We got to see a gorgeous sunrise and a gorgeous sunset. We got to hang out with mom-to-be, Stephanie (which is one of my very favorite things to do...especially in Hawaii...but that's another post for another day). A perfectly wonderful weekend. And yesterday we got to see 4-D photos of Sadie Jane (what a little looker she is).
Today, I've washed dishes and clothes, made a pot of coffee and am about to read a bit before I go watch a little football at F and B's.
It makes me feel a little old when I think about my grands...nieces and nephew. It makes me feel a little old when I think that the most energy I want to expend this weekend is going next door to watch tv. But mostly, I feel favored by God and I thank Him for allowing me these simple life pleasures.
Sandi Patty Announces Retirement
9-29-15
Sandi Patty
Sandi Patty announced her farewell tour yesterday and I'm not sure how I can function today.
I know anyone who knows me at all, knows that I love Sandi Patty. I always have and I always will. To me, her voice is without equal. I know she might not be everyone's favorite singer and her style of music and voice might not be what everyone likes. But, she is my favorite singer of all time.
I think another reason why Her life resonates with me is that she has messed up---big time---in the past. She sinned and she lied about sinning all while being the voice of Contemporary Christian music. She, by all accounts, wrecked her family, her career, and reputation by her actions. But...the story doesn't end there. She asked for and received forgiveness for her sin.
Let that sink in.
She asked for and received forgiveness for her sin.
Maybe her family suffered in ways they still remember and in ways that still sting. Maybe her career trajectory took a hit that did lasting damage. Maybe her reputation never fully recovered in some people's eyes and she probably lost a fair number of former fans for good. Maybe. I don't know.
But I do know that when she asked for forgiveness, God forgave her.
That's been my experience, too. My sin maybe wasn't her sin and maybe it's not yours either. John 1:9 says that if we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us and cleanse us from all unrighteousness. That is a promise that Sandi knows and a promise I know, too. I guess that makes it a little easier to relate to her and the message of her music. Her life has been a testimony to God's faithfulness in drawing us to Him and back to Him.
I have been to close to 30 Sandi Patty concerts through the years. I hope I can go to at least one more. If I don't get to, it won't be the end of the world... it's not like I've never been. I can hear her voice about any time I want to. I know the One she sings about, too. I can hear His voice about anytime I want to, too.
Sandi Patty
Sandi Patty announced her farewell tour yesterday and I'm not sure how I can function today.
I know anyone who knows me at all, knows that I love Sandi Patty. I always have and I always will. To me, her voice is without equal. I know she might not be everyone's favorite singer and her style of music and voice might not be what everyone likes. But, she is my favorite singer of all time.
I think another reason why Her life resonates with me is that she has messed up---big time---in the past. She sinned and she lied about sinning all while being the voice of Contemporary Christian music. She, by all accounts, wrecked her family, her career, and reputation by her actions. But...the story doesn't end there. She asked for and received forgiveness for her sin.
Let that sink in.
She asked for and received forgiveness for her sin.
Maybe her family suffered in ways they still remember and in ways that still sting. Maybe her career trajectory took a hit that did lasting damage. Maybe her reputation never fully recovered in some people's eyes and she probably lost a fair number of former fans for good. Maybe. I don't know.
But I do know that when she asked for forgiveness, God forgave her.
That's been my experience, too. My sin maybe wasn't her sin and maybe it's not yours either. John 1:9 says that if we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us and cleanse us from all unrighteousness. That is a promise that Sandi knows and a promise I know, too. I guess that makes it a little easier to relate to her and the message of her music. Her life has been a testimony to God's faithfulness in drawing us to Him and back to Him.
I have been to close to 30 Sandi Patty concerts through the years. I hope I can go to at least one more. If I don't get to, it won't be the end of the world... it's not like I've never been. I can hear her voice about any time I want to. I know the One she sings about, too. I can hear His voice about anytime I want to, too.
Quickbooks Hell
9-24-15
Quickbooks Hell
My sweet niece spent an hour on the phone talking to me about my latest obsession: quickbooks. This was after my sister spent a half hour last night listening to me try to sort it all out in my head. I'm trying to circle all the wagons I can find! I vow and determine to give it all I have! I'm not going down without a fight! I've always said that everyone has a learning "difference". I'm glad I've zeroed in on mine, to my credit. Or is it to my debit??? Aaaarrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhh.
Quickbooks Hell
My sweet niece spent an hour on the phone talking to me about my latest obsession: quickbooks. This was after my sister spent a half hour last night listening to me try to sort it all out in my head. I'm trying to circle all the wagons I can find! I vow and determine to give it all I have! I'm not going down without a fight! I've always said that everyone has a learning "difference". I'm glad I've zeroed in on mine, to my credit. Or is it to my debit??? Aaaarrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhh.
Doctor Rant
9-10-15
It's Always the Thing
Rant alert:
So, among other things, I'm going to the cardiologist for my 6 month check today. He will, no doubt, notice that I weigh more today than I did 6 months ago. And, I'm sure he will mention it. The mention of it, as if I were not also aware, has the real potential to un-do me. Unfreakindo me.
He will not know that I have thought about this day every single day this year. Every single one. He will not know the internal struggle that accompanies the external struggle over this one thing and it's constant in my life. He will not know that there is not a thing he can say (even threatening early death, unfortunately...wow, my rant just got dark) that will make/cause/shame/encourage/motivate/inspire me to lose weight.
Any and all of that has to start and end with me and me alone.
Maybe he does know that.
He will say something anyway and I will be undone.
It's Always the Thing
Rant alert:
So, among other things, I'm going to the cardiologist for my 6 month check today. He will, no doubt, notice that I weigh more today than I did 6 months ago. And, I'm sure he will mention it. The mention of it, as if I were not also aware, has the real potential to un-do me. Unfreakindo me.
He will not know that I have thought about this day every single day this year. Every single one. He will not know the internal struggle that accompanies the external struggle over this one thing and it's constant in my life. He will not know that there is not a thing he can say (even threatening early death, unfortunately...wow, my rant just got dark) that will make/cause/shame/encourage/motivate/inspire me to lose weight.
Any and all of that has to start and end with me and me alone.
Maybe he does know that.
He will say something anyway and I will be undone.
Labor Day 2015
9-7-15
What I Want
Most days, I feel as if I do things I have to do or need to do. If I'm fortunate, there is precious little time left over and I might get to do something I want to do.
Have to do, Need to do. Want to do.
Wouldn't it be nice to be able to assign all of our daily doings into one of the three categories AND be able to control which category is the biggest/best/longest/has the most tasks in it? It occurs to me that our perspective influences where we might place tasks. For example, something I HAVE to do might also be or easily become something I WANT to do if only I made a slight adjustment in my perspective. Just as easily, something I NEED to do could become something I WANT to do as well---if I tweak my perspective just a bit.
Allow me to elaborate: those of you who know me have probably heard me say that I would love to retire from work (all work) and my follow-up thought to that is usually that, alas, I still enjoy eating and having a house to live in, so retiring from work is not an option. When I was teaching, towards the end of my career, many people would inquire, "when are you going to retire?" (Subtext: it is time for you to retire!). There is value in knowing when it is time to jump ship and paddle to a new safe harbor. There is value in knowing when it is time to walk away from something that seems safe and secure into unchartered territory and new adventure. Not only is there value, at times, there is necessity in doing so. In my life, I was given new opportunity at the point in which I proved my willingness to do whatever it took to get the job done. I grabbed opportunity when I had to, made it work, and was rewarded with new and better opportunity. Did it require stepping away from my comfort zone? Yes. More than once. Does it continue to require my stepping out of my comfort zone? Most definitely. Almost daily. I am continuing to learn and grow and do things I didn't imagine I would do. I make mistakes. I move forward. I stretch my mind and my abilities and they expand. I give it all I have and I trust that the factors over which I have no control will, eventually, fall in my favor.
For now, I am where I have to be, where I need to be, and where I want to be. The tasks that come with each day are mine to place in whatever category I see fit. My perspective allows each task to be something I WANT to do, if I will let it. The difference between a day I dread and one I look forward to is, truly, in my mind. I have the ability to control that. Why wouldn't I make that work for my good?
For this Labor Day, everything is going in the WANT to category. If I don't want to do something, I'm not doing it. Maybe I'll have to ask a follow-up question, but I will eventually get the task to the WANT to category: do I want to wash clothes? Not really, but I do want clean clothes this week, so now I do want to wash clothes. Do I want to exercise? Not particularly, but I really like how I feel after I do, so now I want to. Do I want to eat on plan? Would rather eat a big'ol dessert but I want to feel as good as possible when I get on that scale at the cardiologist's office this week, so now I want to stay on plan. Do I want to wash dishes? Heck no, but I like it when I have clean ones so I want to make sure that happens.
Ask the follow-up question and keep asking it until you find out what you really want. Then go get that. It might take some practice. We'll get there.
Happy Labor Day.
What I Want
Most days, I feel as if I do things I have to do or need to do. If I'm fortunate, there is precious little time left over and I might get to do something I want to do.
Have to do, Need to do. Want to do.
Wouldn't it be nice to be able to assign all of our daily doings into one of the three categories AND be able to control which category is the biggest/best/longest/has the most tasks in it? It occurs to me that our perspective influences where we might place tasks. For example, something I HAVE to do might also be or easily become something I WANT to do if only I made a slight adjustment in my perspective. Just as easily, something I NEED to do could become something I WANT to do as well---if I tweak my perspective just a bit.
Allow me to elaborate: those of you who know me have probably heard me say that I would love to retire from work (all work) and my follow-up thought to that is usually that, alas, I still enjoy eating and having a house to live in, so retiring from work is not an option. When I was teaching, towards the end of my career, many people would inquire, "when are you going to retire?" (Subtext: it is time for you to retire!). There is value in knowing when it is time to jump ship and paddle to a new safe harbor. There is value in knowing when it is time to walk away from something that seems safe and secure into unchartered territory and new adventure. Not only is there value, at times, there is necessity in doing so. In my life, I was given new opportunity at the point in which I proved my willingness to do whatever it took to get the job done. I grabbed opportunity when I had to, made it work, and was rewarded with new and better opportunity. Did it require stepping away from my comfort zone? Yes. More than once. Does it continue to require my stepping out of my comfort zone? Most definitely. Almost daily. I am continuing to learn and grow and do things I didn't imagine I would do. I make mistakes. I move forward. I stretch my mind and my abilities and they expand. I give it all I have and I trust that the factors over which I have no control will, eventually, fall in my favor.
For now, I am where I have to be, where I need to be, and where I want to be. The tasks that come with each day are mine to place in whatever category I see fit. My perspective allows each task to be something I WANT to do, if I will let it. The difference between a day I dread and one I look forward to is, truly, in my mind. I have the ability to control that. Why wouldn't I make that work for my good?
For this Labor Day, everything is going in the WANT to category. If I don't want to do something, I'm not doing it. Maybe I'll have to ask a follow-up question, but I will eventually get the task to the WANT to category: do I want to wash clothes? Not really, but I do want clean clothes this week, so now I do want to wash clothes. Do I want to exercise? Not particularly, but I really like how I feel after I do, so now I want to. Do I want to eat on plan? Would rather eat a big'ol dessert but I want to feel as good as possible when I get on that scale at the cardiologist's office this week, so now I want to stay on plan. Do I want to wash dishes? Heck no, but I like it when I have clean ones so I want to make sure that happens.
Ask the follow-up question and keep asking it until you find out what you really want. Then go get that. It might take some practice. We'll get there.
Happy Labor Day.
Sj
8-1-15
SJ
I've had a few people comment about how cool it is that Stephanie and Josh are naming their baby, Sadie Jane, after me. I always answer by saying that Sadie Jane will be born into a long line of "Janes": there is her mother, Stephanie Jane; her great aunt, me, Sheila Jane; her great grandmother, Bunnie Jane; her great-great grandmother, Louella Jane; and her great-great-great grandmother, Clementine Theodocia "Docie" Jane. That is as far back as we can trace the "Jane" today. So, I suppose there are a lot of folks Sadie Jane is named after; however, I am beyond honored she will share my name. Passing it on was not something that I could do for myself and my sister, (Happy Birthday eve shout out to Shari Schmitt Brindley) and Van Brindley graciously gave the name to their baby almost 30 years ago. THAT was a feeling I will never forget and I am looking forward to feeling the same thing all over again soon.
SJ
I've had a few people comment about how cool it is that Stephanie and Josh are naming their baby, Sadie Jane, after me. I always answer by saying that Sadie Jane will be born into a long line of "Janes": there is her mother, Stephanie Jane; her great aunt, me, Sheila Jane; her great grandmother, Bunnie Jane; her great-great grandmother, Louella Jane; and her great-great-great grandmother, Clementine Theodocia "Docie" Jane. That is as far back as we can trace the "Jane" today. So, I suppose there are a lot of folks Sadie Jane is named after; however, I am beyond honored she will share my name. Passing it on was not something that I could do for myself and my sister, (Happy Birthday eve shout out to Shari Schmitt Brindley) and Van Brindley graciously gave the name to their baby almost 30 years ago. THAT was a feeling I will never forget and I am looking forward to feeling the same thing all over again soon.
Meryl Streep
7-31-15
Meryl Streep
So, my affection and affinity for all things Meryl Streep is well known and well documented. This morning I listened to two songs that were pre-released from the soundtrack of her upcoming movie. While her acting ability will always supersede her musical ability, she serenaded me with "Drift Away" on my way to work, so it's gonna be a good day. I LOVE that she isn't technically perfect. Mainly because, well...technically, I'm not perfect either.
Meryl Streep
So, my affection and affinity for all things Meryl Streep is well known and well documented. This morning I listened to two songs that were pre-released from the soundtrack of her upcoming movie. While her acting ability will always supersede her musical ability, she serenaded me with "Drift Away" on my way to work, so it's gonna be a good day. I LOVE that she isn't technically perfect. Mainly because, well...technically, I'm not perfect either.
Lessons from the Zoo
7-19-15
Lessons from the Zoo
What I Learned At The Zoo:
I learned a lot at the zoo yesterday...most of it from someone I've known for 4 months. I learned that i will get up pretty early on a Saturday morning to go to the zoo on a day that it's forecasted to be close to 100 degrees. I will do this less because of my love of the zoo, but more because of my love for the chance to spend time with some people who I hold in my heart and who I don't get to be with nearly enough. I learned that a work week is better when you've got something to look forward to on the weekend. I learned that I will never get tired of seeing Leslie smile. I will never get tired of hearing Paisley's voice or seeing the look she gets on her face when she is happy or when she is serious. I learned that you should hold your mother's hand every single chance you get. I learned that if you smile and wave at people, they will think you are adorable. I learned that being scared and excited at the same time is one of the best feelings and when you let your dad hold you, you aren't scared anymore. I learned that, even if it's hot, just go with it and have a good time. Walk instead of ride. Rock a new hat even if you've never worn one before because you might just discover a look that makes you irresistible. I learned that if God can create a sea lion that is trainable, there might still be hope for me
Lessons from the Zoo
What I Learned At The Zoo:
I learned a lot at the zoo yesterday...most of it from someone I've known for 4 months. I learned that i will get up pretty early on a Saturday morning to go to the zoo on a day that it's forecasted to be close to 100 degrees. I will do this less because of my love of the zoo, but more because of my love for the chance to spend time with some people who I hold in my heart and who I don't get to be with nearly enough. I learned that a work week is better when you've got something to look forward to on the weekend. I learned that I will never get tired of seeing Leslie smile. I will never get tired of hearing Paisley's voice or seeing the look she gets on her face when she is happy or when she is serious. I learned that you should hold your mother's hand every single chance you get. I learned that if you smile and wave at people, they will think you are adorable. I learned that being scared and excited at the same time is one of the best feelings and when you let your dad hold you, you aren't scared anymore. I learned that, even if it's hot, just go with it and have a good time. Walk instead of ride. Rock a new hat even if you've never worn one before because you might just discover a look that makes you irresistible. I learned that if God can create a sea lion that is trainable, there might still be hope for me
The Storm
6-30-15
Storm
So, those of you who even know me a little bit (and, if you don't even know me a little bit, remind me why we are FB friends??) know that I am not a fan of storms. My biggest fear of all is being in the car during a storm. This morning as I was turning my car toward Mt. Brook, I saw what seemed to be a big black wall. The storm I had hoped would stay north of my commute was heading dead at me. As I was trying to figure out a plan B for the ride in to work, Rhiannon calls. She was in the middle of it on 459 and told me to turn around and go home (she knows me well). I told her I didn't think I could get home before being overtaken. I ended up stopping a hotel on Grants Mill, pulled up under the covered part in front and went in just as the worst of it was hitting. I asked the front desk person if it was okay if I hung out there for a bit. She said of course. I was leaning on a counter watching a tv and checking the radar on my phone when I heard what I was sure was the tornado siren. There was a lady eating breakfast on the other end of the counter and I looked down at her as she was looking down at me and I said, "do you hear that?!" She said, "I sure do." I moseyed back over to the front desk and said, "do y'all hear that?" "hear what?" the manager and desk person said.
"The weather siren!"
"Noooo....I don't hear anything", they said as they looked at me like you look at someone who may be a little confused.
the manager was standing there and he said he had pretty good hearing and didn't hear anything (I guess implying I didn't and whether I do or not is beside the point because I heard THIS). He then went outside which I thought was extreme considering the trees were almost bent double in the wind and came back in saying he still didn't hear anything. I looked back at the woman eating breakfast, pointed, and I said, "well, WE heard it!"
Shortly after that, I figured out it was the juice machine. Did you know a juice machine can sound exactly like a very faint tornado siren? Me either!
Storm
So, those of you who even know me a little bit (and, if you don't even know me a little bit, remind me why we are FB friends??) know that I am not a fan of storms. My biggest fear of all is being in the car during a storm. This morning as I was turning my car toward Mt. Brook, I saw what seemed to be a big black wall. The storm I had hoped would stay north of my commute was heading dead at me. As I was trying to figure out a plan B for the ride in to work, Rhiannon calls. She was in the middle of it on 459 and told me to turn around and go home (she knows me well). I told her I didn't think I could get home before being overtaken. I ended up stopping a hotel on Grants Mill, pulled up under the covered part in front and went in just as the worst of it was hitting. I asked the front desk person if it was okay if I hung out there for a bit. She said of course. I was leaning on a counter watching a tv and checking the radar on my phone when I heard what I was sure was the tornado siren. There was a lady eating breakfast on the other end of the counter and I looked down at her as she was looking down at me and I said, "do you hear that?!" She said, "I sure do." I moseyed back over to the front desk and said, "do y'all hear that?" "hear what?" the manager and desk person said.
"The weather siren!"
"Noooo....I don't hear anything", they said as they looked at me like you look at someone who may be a little confused.
the manager was standing there and he said he had pretty good hearing and didn't hear anything (I guess implying I didn't and whether I do or not is beside the point because I heard THIS). He then went outside which I thought was extreme considering the trees were almost bent double in the wind and came back in saying he still didn't hear anything. I looked back at the woman eating breakfast, pointed, and I said, "well, WE heard it!"
Shortly after that, I figured out it was the juice machine. Did you know a juice machine can sound exactly like a very faint tornado siren? Me either!
Fathers Day 2015
6-21-15
Fathers Day
Some of the many things my Daddy's life has taught and is teaching me:
1. Work hard.
2. Help people.
3. There is not much better than a ball game.
4. Love your family.
5. Sometimes listening is better than talking.
6. When you fall down, get up and keep going.
7. Be generous with what you have.
Happy Father's Day!
Fathers Day
Some of the many things my Daddy's life has taught and is teaching me:
1. Work hard.
2. Help people.
3. There is not much better than a ball game.
4. Love your family.
5. Sometimes listening is better than talking.
6. When you fall down, get up and keep going.
7. Be generous with what you have.
Happy Father's Day!
Weird Dream
6-13-15
Weird Dreams
Here's something you probably won't see anywhere else: last night I had a dream about Melissa McCarthy in which I met her at a live play and got to hang out after the play backstage with all the actors. We looked through a big scrapbook filled with pictures of the whole production. When it was time to go, Melissa gave me a signed picture that she had written a sweet message on and I handed her back the scrapbook which she said, "no, you keep that, too", thus proving, as I suspected, she is as super awesome in person (or, in this case, my dream) as one would think.
I always believe people who make me laugh are beyond cool and sorta make all the other stuff in life worth it. I hope some of you reading this nod your head right now and immediately think, "she's talking about me". Cause I am. Keep up the good work.
Weird Dreams
Here's something you probably won't see anywhere else: last night I had a dream about Melissa McCarthy in which I met her at a live play and got to hang out after the play backstage with all the actors. We looked through a big scrapbook filled with pictures of the whole production. When it was time to go, Melissa gave me a signed picture that she had written a sweet message on and I handed her back the scrapbook which she said, "no, you keep that, too", thus proving, as I suspected, she is as super awesome in person (or, in this case, my dream) as one would think.
I always believe people who make me laugh are beyond cool and sorta make all the other stuff in life worth it. I hope some of you reading this nod your head right now and immediately think, "she's talking about me". Cause I am. Keep up the good work.
Mothers Day 2015
5-9-15
Mothers Day
She would be described as a a devoted daughter and sister; she graduated first in her class and won art awards doing so; she married a star athlete and the hardest headed, I mean working, man I know; she loves five children; she adores seven grandchildren and six (and counting) great grandchildren; she loves Jesus; she teaches Sunday School; she teaches ceramics; she bowls in a league; she played softball more than a decade longer than I did; she keeps Daddy in line; she was the physically strongest woman I knew growing up and I wouldn't bet against her today 💪🏻; she kicked cancer's backside; she will tell you what she thinks; she can do what she wants to on a computer as long as passwords are kept current; she claims I make fun of her too much (I think: join the club, but I do it to keep her feisty); she listens to me rant way too much and usually helps me put it all in proper perspective and if not, joins right in with me; she should know that I consider it a high compliment when people tell me they see her in me. I know some fantastic Mothers. I will be eternally grateful that God chose the best for me. Happy Mothers Day!
Mothers Day
She would be described as a a devoted daughter and sister; she graduated first in her class and won art awards doing so; she married a star athlete and the hardest headed, I mean working, man I know; she loves five children; she adores seven grandchildren and six (and counting) great grandchildren; she loves Jesus; she teaches Sunday School; she teaches ceramics; she bowls in a league; she played softball more than a decade longer than I did; she keeps Daddy in line; she was the physically strongest woman I knew growing up and I wouldn't bet against her today 💪🏻; she kicked cancer's backside; she will tell you what she thinks; she can do what she wants to on a computer as long as passwords are kept current; she claims I make fun of her too much (I think: join the club, but I do it to keep her feisty); she listens to me rant way too much and usually helps me put it all in proper perspective and if not, joins right in with me; she should know that I consider it a high compliment when people tell me they see her in me. I know some fantastic Mothers. I will be eternally grateful that God chose the best for me. Happy Mothers Day!
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