Friday, July 29, 2011

Late Night Musings


Definitely not as exciting as Musings in Michigan or Musings from California, but musings, nonetheless.


*After the kids were in bed tonight I went in to switch laundry.
Being in the laundry room, I caught a glimpse of long-since-untouched sock basket.
I thought, "I should sort the socks tonight and pair them all up nicely."


*The sock basket is still sitting in the laundry room, untouched.


*Yesterday evening I sat on the bleachers, looking out over the extremely nice high school turf football field and watching the sun set behind the rocky mountains.
Breathtaking.
Then I realized... I mean, I knew, but sometimes it just hits you in a new way... that my son, MY SON, is going to be playing football on that field.
High school football.
HIGH SCHOOL FREAKING FOOTBALL.
*faint*


*I think God gives a special surge of strength to the hearts of mothers sometimes so they can endure the speed at which life goes.


*Rosie, our beloved ferret, has been roaming the house as I type this, until a minute ago.
She kept scratching at the bathroom door, which was closed because I didn't want her getting into the trashcan.
Scratching, scratching.
"Rosie, stop it."
Scratching.
"Rosie, seriously!"
Scratching.
"Okay, that's it. I'm putting you away."
No sooner had I put her in her cage than she scurries for the water bottle and gulps down massive amounts.
Whoops. 
Evidently I had closed her cage so she couldn't get to the water.


*More often than not I think the things in life we're frustrated with are actually our own fault.
We just don't realize it yet.


*I really should compile a list of things people should be acquiring on summer clearance sales.
So many of them can transition to fall and winter, but the stores close them out anyway to move in new inventory.
Or you can get something for $5.00 now that you'll still want at the start of next summer, but at that time you'll only be able to find it for $25.00.
Case in point: swim suits, maxi skirts and tunics.


*Marijuana is all over the place right now.
The news. The streets. The conversations. The bandeau top that the very *large* girl had practically painted on her at the YMCA this evening.
And, whatever you say, however you want to try and justify it, the reality is that when you're high, you're high.
Your judgement is not at it's clearest, and your motor skills are a little off.
I wouldn't want a doctor performing surgery while high.
I wouldn't want a mechanic working on my car while high.
I wouldn't want a nanny driving around children while high.
I wouldn't want a pilot flying a plane while high.
I wouldn't want a lifeguard watching the pool while high.
And if you're really trying to bolster your argument and discredit mine, then don't sell bandeau tops to very large, unkempt women and have them wear them out in public.
Because that's not winning points with anyone.


*Now it's late again, which means I'm hungry and will most likely go raid the pantry before climbing into bed.
That probably negates the workout I did earlier.
But, at least I worked out, so I'm better off eating a late night snack than if I had NOT worked out.


*Once again, proving me the Queen of Situational Justification.
Except with too tight clothes, taking prescription meds out of someone's medicine cabinet or calling it a "debt ceiling" when it's more like a "debt escalator."
In those situations, justification is impossible.


*Pictures make every post better... just like fluffy baby bunnies make us say, "Aaaawww..." and be simultaneously a tad sick to our stomach due to intense cuteness.
And I can put pictures of them randomly throughout my blog posts.
Because it's my blog.
And I can do things like that.









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Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Random Outfit Post


*gasp*
I know! I actually took some pictures.
(Yes, they're small and not-too-crisp iPhotobooth photos. But, that's what I had. So that's what I did.)

I threw this on the other day as I was racing out the door to meet a friend for coffee.
Unwashed hair = hat. 
Painful sunburn on shoulders = loose fitting top.
(I don't need the sunburn speech. I was a lifeguard for years. I know. I was talking and forgot to apply it to the upper half of my body.
Yes. Talking. I know. You can't imagine.)



pulling it all together...
Striped top: Splendid, via Goodwill (Adore this brand. Wouldn't even own it, save for what I've found at Goodwill. Because I'm not ever going to pay $80 for a t-shirt. But, man, are they nice!)
Trouser jeans: Gap, via Goodwill
Cami: Gap, clearance
Hat: Charlotte Russe, my go-to for about five years now.
Sandals: Target, clearance
Gold earrings that you can't really see: Kenya
Gold ring: Grams


With the summery-ness and the warmth and whatnot I haven't been wanting to wear a bunch of make-up. My solution for days such as this is to swipe on some mascara and dab on a bit of cream blush.
That way I have color and eyes, but don't really do anything.
If I'm feeling my face looks especially break-out-y, I'll swipe on the powder concealer I keep in my purse... which I think I did on this day right before I hopped out of the car to have coffee with my friend.

Love these sandals, fyi. I try to get a fun new pair (on clearance) every summer.



Here's where I show you my nails. Was having fun with the stripe/color blocking trend.
Tip: If you're not sure about the new thin-brush, detail polishes, play it safe with one from the dollar store. That's how I did this white line (which wound up too thick, but now I know how to better use it) to separate the two colors.
They have them in other shades, too. Fun to try, without the investment of an $8 detailing pen Target.


And a tip of the hat to bid you adieu...
(I can be so cheesy.)




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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

On Shame and Hiding and Such



The other day I was reading in Genesis...

(Side note: I LOVE how the Holy Spirit comes along and just pops new things out of scripture for us. One day a certain scripture might flow together with the rest around it, and the next day *BAM* it jumps out and has this uncovered new meaning!
And the great thing? These new revelations will never end. There's always something to discover!)

...and something jumped out at me like it never had before.

"Then the eyes of both of them were opened, and they knew that they were naked; and they sewed fig leaves together and made themselves loin coverings."
Genesis 3:7

Immediately after Adam & Eve sinned, the Bible says their eyes were opened and they knew they were naked.
Of course they were naked! All of the creatures God had made were naked!
There were no clothes for the horses or the lions or the whales.
They were all beautiful in the exact state they had been created.
Na-ked.

But then it says Adam & Eve made loin coverings for themselves.
Hmmm.
Why?
Who were they covering themselves up from? The horses and lions and whales?
There weren't any other humans on the face of the earth yet, so...
who?

There are only two possibilities:
1.) God
2.) Each other

Now, think about this with me for a moment. They were:
1.) Hiding their nakedness from the One who had created their very bodies...
from the One who created their very nakedness.
Did they suddenly think, "Oh, NO! I don't want God to see me naked!" How silly is that? He MADE them! He made them NAKED! He already knew every crack and crevice and cranny... because HE MADE THEM!!!
2.) Hiding their nakedness from each other. A husband hiding his nakedness from his wife. A wife hiding her nakedness from her husband. They were made to be naked... TOGETHER!!! Dear, goodness. The only person you should be completely at ease with your nakedness in front of should be your spouse
And, yet, they hid. 
From each other and from the One who created them.
There weren't any other humans on the planet. There was no one else to hide from!

But, in their sin, their eyes were opened. They knew they were naked.
And out of their shame, they hid.

We do this. Do you see it? We do this all the time!
We sin. We go against what we know is God's plan for us.
Then, out of our shame, we hide.
We hide from God, the very One who created us and knows us inside and out!
He desires us to bare our souls to Him, yet in our shame we hold back. We hide.

We hide from the ones we love most.
We do something we know we shouldn't, but we do it anyway.
Then the shame comes, and we feel so... so... naked.
Uncovered.
So we hide.

We see this over and over in marriages. We watch them disintegrate because one spouse hides from the other. Or both hide.
They're ashamed because of decisions, choices. They feel "exposed" or "vulnerable."
The hiding can be both figurative and literal.
It often translates into keeping emotions hidden, stuffing them down. That results in bitterness and resentment. And the one hiding turns it on the other spouse in such a way that they wind up blaming. Even though they're the one hiding, it somehow becomes the other spouse's fault.
But it also is literal, where intimacy is lost. The physical love that used to be such a fun, foundational marriage component becomes a chore.
One spouse will no longer allow themselves to be seen by the other spouse. Everything is done in the dark, kept hidden... or not done at all.
Again, bitterness and resentment rise.

Now, this isn't meant to be some "Let's all be naked all the time!" monologue.  =^)
It's simply meant to point out that when we're carrying shame, it causes us to hide from the very ones we're supposed to be the most intimate with: God and our spouse.

That's why God calls to us to bring our shame to Him; to take responsibility and confess and accept forgiveness.
Shame that is kept in the dark eats us up. It consumes us. It results in bitterness and resentment, and causes us to push away from the ones we're closest to.
Any wrong financial decision.
Any wandering eye.
Any harmful words spoken.
Any negative attitudes.
Any indulgences we know we shouldn't be taking, but we do anyway.
We make excuses to ourselves for why it's kept in the dark, and we become Gollum-esque, hiding it, stroking it... "My precious."

Okay, maybe that's a bit overboard. But, it's true! Our shame turns into something we will protect at all costs... and it morphs into something that we don't even realize is shame anymore.

Our intimacy is lost. With our creator. With our spouse.
With those we love most.

When shame is exposed to light, when we bring it out and confess, that's when the intimacy can be restored.
All things take time, and I'm sure Adam & Eve took a little while to trust each other again.
There are always consequences, but when we face them together with God, out of intimacy of our relationship with Him...
when we face them together with our spouse, out of intimacy of our relationship with them...
we don't have to walk under the burden of that shame anymore.
Darkness cannot stand against light.
It cannot.
And shame when exposed to God's grace must flee.

We're the ones that decide if we'll go there or not.

Again, no running out into the street naked after you're done reading this..
That's not what it's about.
But, maybe you need to have some conversations with your spouse... maybe some things need to be brought into the light so you can be rid of that feeling of needing to hide.

Maybe you need to have some conversations with God.
Right now.
Because you're not ever really hiding from Him. He knows those are all just excuses and cover-ups. He created you.
You and your nakedness.




(No, there aren't any pictures with this post.
Yes, I did that on purpose. *wink*)


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Friday, July 8, 2011

Two Lists

A List of What I Have Been Doing Lately:

*Driving my kiddos around.
Everywhere.

*Lots of dishes.
Like, never-ending dishes.
Seriously.

*Errands.
Amidst the running around of the kiddos.

*Then more driving of the kiddos.

*Working out at the Y twice a week...
because two of the kiddos have swim team then.
So I can.
And it works.
And that's nice.

*Saying "Shhhh..." a lot.
Because Nate's been on night shifts, which means I'm telling kiddos to "Shhh..." a lot.
Except this week. He's on days. And that's nice.

*Making phone calls to doctors and insurances and whatnot.
Because someone always has an ear infection or allergies or a wart or needs a physical or is low on a prescription or...

*Attending baseball games.
Rain or shine.
Wind or calm.
(Which is why I keep a down jacket in the back of the Suburban in the middle of summer.
And people laugh at me.
Whatever. I'm warm.)

*Examining my calendar trying to figure out how I'm supposed to be in two places at once.
(I can usually find a way. But, as I've said before, three is hard.)

*Then more shuttling of the kiddos.

*Visiting the library.
Because summers and libraries go well together.
And I'm thankful to have kiddos who love to read.

*Saying "kiddos" a lot.
Because that's what it appears I tend to call them.
And as my life currently revolves around what they are doing, well, it just gets said.

*Having lots of blogging ideas.
Because my head is swimming with so much to say... mostly related to this season of life I'm in.


A List of What I Haven't Been Doing Lately:

*Laundry.
I'm trying. I just don't get down to the basement for extended periods of time much anymore.

*Blogging.
Obviously.

*Returning people's emails in a timely manner.
Wait. I've never really done that.
(Not for lack of trying, though!!!)

*Mopping.
I've been sweeping, but I can never quite make it to the mopping part of the game.
Wait. This has also been an ongoing issue... as opposed to a recent one.

*Meeting friends.
Evidently this is much easier done during the school year when the kiddos (there it is again) are gone during the day.
It's much harder to accomplish when they're either home or need to be driven to things that are now spread between 8:00am and 9:00pm... as opposed to 3:30pm and 9:00pm.

*Using correct grammar.
Especially in emails and on facebook... which I only notice well after the fact... when it's way too late to delete anything.

*Taking any outfit shots, whatsoever.
You think it would be easy. 
Set up the camera. Take the pictures.
But when you're running from place to place, for some reason it's not easy.

*Worrying about what I'm not able to get done.
Honestly, I just haven't been too concerned about it.
Time goes on, and I'm doing the best I can with what I have.
And that's just how it has to be.

*************************************

Summer is a funny thing.
And it's a wonderful thing and a busy thing and a scheduled thing and then sometimes a not scheduled thing.
And my kiddos are home.
And I'm a good mom.
And we're having fun.
And sometimes my voice raises louder than I think it actually is when wet towels are left on the floor.
And I have been known to kick my children outside and make them play.
And summer is just a funny, lovely thing.


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Monday, July 4, 2011

Celebrating Independence at The White House

Today we are staying home and hanging out as a family.
 Burgers (bbq'd by Nate, of course), chips (both potato and Doritos), Coke, watermelon, strawberries, pasta salad, corn on the cob.
Now it's apple pie and ice cream that Brit and I made together just an hour ago.

We watched Joey Chestnut once again take the Nathan's Famous Hot Dog Eating Championship.
(A White House tradition every year.)

We played Lee Greenwood's American Patriot album through twice, and then moved on to our country fav's.
(Because Alabama and Independence Day go hand in hand.)

Tonight we'll watch fireworks from the New Life parking lot.
(Because you can see the ones from the Air Force Academy, Palmer Lake and Flying Horse from there.)

Nothing scheduled.
Just time together.
Which is the best way to celebrate the 4th of July that I can think of.

And we're so thankful for those that have given their lives over the centuries so our family can celebrate our great nation today...
so that our nation remains great.
For those who stayed awake last night keeping watch so we didn't have to worry about our freedom this morning.
We thank God for the blessings and the freedoms that the United States of America has.
And we pray for the continued turning of our country to Him.

God bless the USA.



"Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. 
We didn’t pass it to our children in the bloodstream. 
It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children’s children what it was once like in the United States where men were free."

-Ronald Reagan
America's 40th President
(1911-2004)



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