Archive for December, 2008

Spending Time with the Fam

I have been with my family this week and it has been kind of strange. I feel like I have been reviewing myself all week. I think about what my family must think about me, living so far away. They all saw how much they miss me, and ask when I am going to move back, but I can’t answer them. I do not know myself.

I want to move back and be with my family until I start to think about who I was. I do not want to be that person…. There are times, actually now, that I want to change things about myself. I think its about time. I know it is time.

My Birthday is coming up, and it always causes me to think about what I have accomplished in the last year. Usually I think about what I could have done more, but in this next year I want to start giving myself credit. Whatever that means.

Well I better go to bed, because the whole crew will be up shortly. I really do miss my alone time.  You never know how crazy you really are until you are surrounded by people who shaped you. You get to see where your own flaws come from- Your Parents!


The Best Christmas Gift I could ask for…

I just got home from a long day, but it was a nice one. I went to two of my jobs and then back to the church to wrap gifts for a family that the church adopted. I was asked to help a couple of weeks ago and I have to tell you. I did not have any extra time then to help, but of course I got pulled in. The Friday before my final exam and the day that we were to set up for the family, I had a little bit of a stress over load. Too much was happening all together.

I was not doing well in my Chemistry class. I used to do well in school and I had no really good excuse about not studying more. ( I know most people would say, ” umm, you  work three jobs”, but I could have studied more, watched no TV, and put off the mindless book.) I had not had enough money to pay for the chemistry book and I had all the homework to catch up on. Trying to squeeze a semester of studying and work into two nights, not smart. I can’t believe that I passed the class at all.

Then I had to go to the church after the test… What I thought would be a lot of work took very little time in comparison. Plus I had lots of help from the True Angels, the ones who came up with the idea and HN. I think that she felt sorry for me because she heard the break down on the phone. I was composed until she asked, “Are you sure that you are ok?”

There was also a party for the kids that I teach on Sunday. We call it a club, and the kids are in the forth and fifth grade.  They are a blast and have tons of energy, let me repeat they have tons of energy. I was in charge of the games and at the time I could not think of anything. Looking back I should not have worried about that. We did a bunch of relay races and they got so into it. The high pitch squeals were a good measure of  the excitement. (And when I got caught, with the kids, putting cotton balls up our noses, I was a little embarrassed, but only a little.),

Ok, so back to the point of the blog… today I was able to help wrap the gifts that my church had collected for a family of 9. They were displaced by the Hurricane and they need help to pay for food, rent, and gas. There was not just a toy for each, but several and they each got at least one pair of shoes, socks, jeans, shirts, and hats. And oh the food… well, we collected so much food that it filled a large room. Because we had so much extra food we were able to adopt another family and then donate to an organization that helps those in need of food. I was so very impressed with what my friends and Christian family had gathered and given.

The only thing that I am sad about is that tomorrow when they give the family their belongs I have to be at work. I just hope that they take some pictures. I hope that this family knows how much others care… Actually I know that they will not be able to not know. And selfishly I wanted to see the joy.

So as I go to bed I am filled with the Christmas Spirit and I am very grateful that I will get to see my family in two days.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night!

A Living Message

A Living Message
by Steve Goodier

Vincent Van Gogh was not always an artist. In fact, he wanted to be a church pastor and was even sent to the Belgian mining community of Borinage in 1879. He discovered that the miners there endured deplorable working conditions and poverty-level wages. Their families were malnourished and struggled simply to survive. He felt concerned that the small stipend he received from the church allowed him a moderate life style, which, in contrast to the poor, seemed unfair.

One cold February evening, while he watched the miners trudging home, he spotted an old man staggering toward him across the fields, wrapped in a burlap sack for warmth. Van Gogh immediately laid his own clothing out on the bed, set aside enough for one change, and determined to give the rest away. He gave the old man a suit of clothes and he gave his overcoat to a pregnant woman whose husband had been killed in a mining accident. He lived on starvation rations and spent his stipend on food for the miners. When children in one family contracted typhoid fever, though feverish himself, he packed up his bed and took it to them.

A prosperous family in the community offered him free room and board. But Van Gogh declined the offer, stating that it was the final temptation he must reject if he was to faithfully serve his community of poor miners. He believed that if he wanted them to trust him, he must become one of them. And if they were to learn of the love of God through him, he must love them enough to share with them.

He was acutely aware of a wide chasm, which can separate words and actions. He knew that people’s lives often speak louder and clearer than their words. Maybe it was that same knowledge that led Francis of Assisi to frequently remind his monks, “Wherever you go, preach. Use words if necessary.”

Today, others will be “listening” carefully to your actions.

Why I worry about myself sometimes… The ways I entertain my mind.

OK, now I am in chemistry. I have been here for about three hours. I already finished my homework from the last class. Yes, I am aware that homework should be, in fact, done at home and before the next class, but he does not take the homework up til lab.

Now… I can’t quit yawning and my neighbor is catching the yawn and sending it back my way. I might pass out from too much oxygen.

Now… I am pretending that my cell phone is a calculator, very elaborately I might add. I am sending a text message, but I am looking back and forth from my phone and paper like I would be doing if I were adding the chemical compound’s molecular formula. Little does the professor know that I am texting how bored I am, actually he might be wondering why I am texting my friends chemical compounds.

Now… I am drawing random circles and lines all over the margins of my paper. I don’t even care at this point if I look busy. Maybe I can take a nap- I knew this guy in high school that would sleep but was able to his hand moving so it looked like he was taking notes.

Oh yeah, about 30 minutes til lunch. Then I can go get something to eat, some caffeine and then print all the notes I should have been following all morning, I cant forget to print the labs for later.

What? There is a test next week. Darn, I should have been listening. That means that I am going to have to catch up this week. Double Darn.

Now… I have torn off one of the buttons on my phone. I wanted to see something and realized that I was basically tearing it up. Its strange that you can even think that you, yourself, are weird.

Now… I am thinking about my eyebrows. They haven’t looked this bad since 8th grade, when I started to pluck them. I can not find my tweezers and can’t afford to buy ones so that also rules out being able to afford getting them waxed. And of course I am too tired to clean my room to find them.

Now… my neighbor is taking his spirit bottle and pressing it into his eyeballs. Funny. Oops I laughed out loud, back to being weird.

Back from lunch, and lab. Yes, I forgot to print out the handouts. My lunch was not so great and I am trying to find a position to sit  so that my stomach will stop making old man noises.

Now… we are reviewing for the test, but all I can think about is, what would happen if  I stuck my pencil in the outlet by my desk.

Sparks! Ouch, room spinning, lights swelling and fading… Just Kidding you didn’t really think that I would electrocute myself. What did he say about concentration problems, is he talking about me?

For Me, Aww Thanks

So one of my fellow bloggers Gathering Dust, gave me an award. Not only did she give me an award, but she gave me a wonderful compliment. She called me a strong person. That was very touching. So here’s how it goes from here:

My Award, Isn't it Cute!

My Award, Isn't it Cute!

Da rules:

1. You have to pass it on to 5 other fabulous blogs in a post.

2. You have to list 5 of your fabulous addictions in the post.

3. You must copy and paste the rules and the instructions below in the post.

Instructions: On your post of receiving this award, make sure you include the person that gave you the award and link it back to them. When you post your five winners, make sure you link them as well. To add the award to your post, simply right-click, save image, then “add image” it in your post as a picture so your winners can save it as well. To add it to your sidebar, add the “picture” widget. Also, don’t forget to let your winners know they won an award from you by emailing them or leaving a comment on their blog.

So I would like to pass the award on to several people, but I will follow the rules for once.

1. Lori Brown, she is one of the best writers that I know and she happens to be a blast to hang out with as well! Be careful once you read her page once you will be hooked. I think one my favorite posts is her first.

2. Elizabeth, she is a new friend of mine and it was nice meeting her because we actually had been reading each others blog before we met in person. It was nice just jumping into the conversation and not having to tell each other boring things… we started with the juicy stuff.

3. Maggie, she is one of the reasons that I thought I wanted to blog.  I  am always so inspired by her writing. She has fun subjects.

4. The famous, The Bloggess. If you don’t know who she is, then I think that you must be new to the Internet or at least to blogs. Always entertaining…

5. This last one goes to a guy, who needs to know that he will have a great blog. He already has a great start and I want to read more. So please let him know you do too.

So with all that aside ,I am supposed to write about 5 addictions that I have.

I love to read.

I love to talk, boy can I talk.

I love paper, all types. I like the idea that what you can do with the paper is endless.

I love to give myself pep talks. I guess that I am not to great at them, because I have to continue to pump myself up.

I love to watch and collect all the different versions of Pride and Prejudice. I have four different movies but have seen many more. The strange thing is that I will not watch very many movies more than once. It seems like a waste of time.

Good that is over, I am not good at all these rules, but I did want to share with others the award since it meant  a lot to me.