Things I would love to accomplish this weekend:
1. Finish reading Disciplines of a Godly Woman (a good goal considering the rest of the small group finished about a month ago...my bad). -- Apparently I have already finished...maybe "put away stack of already read books" should replace this item...
2. Put the laundry room back together from its recent renovation (which is slightly dependant on Hubby finishing said renovation).
3. Go through wedding candid photos so that I can take advantage of the Snapfish sale on 4x6 prints going on til Sunday (also dependent on the finalization of the laundry room renovation since there is currently remnants of cabinetry packaging and all the laundry room goodies blocking the doorway to the closet containing all my scrapbooking paraphernalia).
4. Make Monkey Bread...totally doable if I can convince Hubby that socializing with friends is necessary this weekend for my sanity ;-)
5. Clean the bathroom. It's time.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Travel
So it's no surprise to anyone that knows me, but I hate traveling by air. The close quarters of the plane. The germs. The fear of plummeting to my death. The list goes on and on. This past week while traveling for work I noticed several weird things (in chronological order):
1. Jack Bauer narrating the TSA Security Announcements/Instructions is a bit freaky. I admit, while he's the face of terrorist crime fighting for America, it does not necessarily instill a sense of comfort in the weary traveler. On the other hand, he IS Jack Bauer...who else is going to rid the world of terrorists, I mean come on...
2. The lady in front of me in the security line attempts to take six (no exaggeration necessary, I counted) full-sized tubes of toothpaste in her carry-on luggage. I am fairly certain, after doing a little math, that 6 tubes of toothpaste, if completely emptied into the 1-quart "zip-top bag" allowed per traveler, would overflow and still not be allowed through security. Why so much toothpaste? Perhaps she was off to visit family who had no toothpaste...but then again if you were traveling to a land with no toothpaste, wouldn't you travel with more than just a carry-on and therefore store all your over-the-limit liquids in said checked-baggage?
3. In no "real world" would eating a hamburger be acceptable before 11am. In "airport-ville" chowing down on a greasy Five Guys burger is totally acceptable at 8am...for a family of four.
4. Why do people insist on crowding around where the line will be forming to board the airplane? Each boarding pass is given a group number. If you're Group 6, why do you rush to crowd the line-forming area when Group 1 is called? What do you intend to accomplish, besides pissing off other passengers? Who wants pissed off air-travelers? I know I don't, it probably poses some sort of safety hazard.
5. I admit it. I have come to the point in my life where I am distracted by babies. I am starting to find them all adorable (it's one thing to find your family and friends children adorable, quite another to say the same thing about a stranger...in my mind at least)...see Scrubs reference for a giggle. Well on one of my four flights I sat behind a small child, not quite a baby (I am not at that point where I can guess a child's age). He had black curls and was adorable. He would pop around the seat and smile at me. This was acceptable....until...towards the end of the flight the kid started sucking on the seat. That's nasty. Want to know what's nastier? He had the biggest booger I have ever seen coming out of him...while licking the seat. Ew.
1. Jack Bauer narrating the TSA Security Announcements/Instructions is a bit freaky. I admit, while he's the face of terrorist crime fighting for America, it does not necessarily instill a sense of comfort in the weary traveler. On the other hand, he IS Jack Bauer...who else is going to rid the world of terrorists, I mean come on...
2. The lady in front of me in the security line attempts to take six (no exaggeration necessary, I counted) full-sized tubes of toothpaste in her carry-on luggage. I am fairly certain, after doing a little math, that 6 tubes of toothpaste, if completely emptied into the 1-quart "zip-top bag" allowed per traveler, would overflow and still not be allowed through security. Why so much toothpaste? Perhaps she was off to visit family who had no toothpaste...but then again if you were traveling to a land with no toothpaste, wouldn't you travel with more than just a carry-on and therefore store all your over-the-limit liquids in said checked-baggage?
3. In no "real world" would eating a hamburger be acceptable before 11am. In "airport-ville" chowing down on a greasy Five Guys burger is totally acceptable at 8am...for a family of four.
4. Why do people insist on crowding around where the line will be forming to board the airplane? Each boarding pass is given a group number. If you're Group 6, why do you rush to crowd the line-forming area when Group 1 is called? What do you intend to accomplish, besides pissing off other passengers? Who wants pissed off air-travelers? I know I don't, it probably poses some sort of safety hazard.
5. I admit it. I have come to the point in my life where I am distracted by babies. I am starting to find them all adorable (it's one thing to find your family and friends children adorable, quite another to say the same thing about a stranger...in my mind at least)...see Scrubs reference for a giggle. Well on one of my four flights I sat behind a small child, not quite a baby (I am not at that point where I can guess a child's age). He had black curls and was adorable. He would pop around the seat and smile at me. This was acceptable....until...towards the end of the flight the kid started sucking on the seat. That's nasty. Want to know what's nastier? He had the biggest booger I have ever seen coming out of him...while licking the seat. Ew.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Serve
Ministry: Shaped to Serve
by Rick Warren
God formed every creature on this planet with a special area of expertise. Some animals run, some hop, some swim, some burrow, and some fly. Each has a particular role to play based on the way they were shaped by God. The same is true with humans. Each of us is uniquely designed, or "shaped," to do certain things.
Before architects design any new building they first ask, "What will be its purpose? How will it be used?" The intended function always determines the form of the building.
Before God created you, he decided what role he wanted you to play on earth. He planned exactly how he wanted you to serve him, and then he shaped you for those tasks. You are the way you are because you were made for a specific ministry.
The Bible says, "We are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works" (Ephesians 2:10 NIV). Our English word "poem" comes from this Greek word translated "workmanship." You're God's handcrafted work of art. You're not an assembly-line product, mass-produced without thought. You're a custom designed, one-of-a-kind, original masterpiece.
God deliberately shaped and formed you to serve him in a way that makes your ministry unique. He carefully mixed the DNA recipe that created you. David praised God for this incredible personal attention to detail God gave in designing each of us: "You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous" (Psalm 139:13-14 NLT).
Not only did God shape you before your birth, he planned every day of your life to support his shaping process. David continues, "Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed" (Psalm 139:16 NLT).
This means nothing that happens in your life is insignificant. God uses all of it to mold you for your ministry to others and shape you for your service to him.
God never wastes anything. He would not give you abilities, interests, talents, gifts, personality, and life experiences unless he intended to use them for his glory. By identifying and understanding these factors you can discover God's will for your life.
The Bible says you are "wonderfully complex." You're a combination of many different factors: "The people I have shaped for myself will broadcast my praises" (Isaiah 43:21 NJB).
by Rick Warren
God formed every creature on this planet with a special area of expertise. Some animals run, some hop, some swim, some burrow, and some fly. Each has a particular role to play based on the way they were shaped by God. The same is true with humans. Each of us is uniquely designed, or "shaped," to do certain things.
Before architects design any new building they first ask, "What will be its purpose? How will it be used?" The intended function always determines the form of the building.
Before God created you, he decided what role he wanted you to play on earth. He planned exactly how he wanted you to serve him, and then he shaped you for those tasks. You are the way you are because you were made for a specific ministry.
The Bible says, "We are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works" (Ephesians 2:10 NIV). Our English word "poem" comes from this Greek word translated "workmanship." You're God's handcrafted work of art. You're not an assembly-line product, mass-produced without thought. You're a custom designed, one-of-a-kind, original masterpiece.
God deliberately shaped and formed you to serve him in a way that makes your ministry unique. He carefully mixed the DNA recipe that created you. David praised God for this incredible personal attention to detail God gave in designing each of us: "You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous" (Psalm 139:13-14 NLT).
Not only did God shape you before your birth, he planned every day of your life to support his shaping process. David continues, "Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed" (Psalm 139:16 NLT).
This means nothing that happens in your life is insignificant. God uses all of it to mold you for your ministry to others and shape you for your service to him.
God never wastes anything. He would not give you abilities, interests, talents, gifts, personality, and life experiences unless he intended to use them for his glory. By identifying and understanding these factors you can discover God's will for your life.
The Bible says you are "wonderfully complex." You're a combination of many different factors: "The people I have shaped for myself will broadcast my praises" (Isaiah 43:21 NJB).
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Winner
"...if it weren't for my kids, I'd hate my ex-wife..."
"...we ain't proud of, in a weak moment..."
That's all it took. I knew the first two of the three songs comprising the Thursday Trainwreck to win 2009 MegaTickets. The DJs had been kind enough to let us know the three artists that would be involved since they dubbed this week's contest "that hard". The artists were going to be George Straight, Brad Paisley, and Rascal Flatts (in a "trainwreck" they play songs at the same time and you have to guess what songs are playing...the clip is only about 30 seconds long). I was like, "Phsss, I don't know anything in the last few years of George Straight." (They usually chose rather "current" tunes to "trainwreck".)
I listened. I could pick out the lyrics for George and Brad...I started singing the songs in my head...got it. It was an older George Straight song and I was ecstatic, yet sad since I didn't hear Rascal Flatts at all and I figured the other two were so easy, people would get it in the first try. Nope.
The first round of callers...
Caller 1: Troubadour, I'm Still a Guy, and Here?
DJs: You have one correct.
Rach: I'm Still a Guy, check
Caller 2: Troubadour, Ticks, What Hurts The Most?
DJs: You also have one correct.
Rach: Seriously guys, Troubadour?! This sounds nothing like Troubadour...
...
...CRAP?!
...dialing...dialing...dialing..
I probably called about 6 times and then...it started ringing...it rang for what seemed hours. Then all the sudden, when I was about to hang up, the lady from the morning show came on the line and said, "Do you know the "trainwreck"?" I said, "I think so" and she asked me to give the songs. I did. She said, "Okay darlin', hang on a second." I started freaking. Next thing I knew I was on the air and they were bantering about how women's brains are better at multitasking and that they thought a woman was going to win (up to this point it had been all men callers apparently). It was go time. I said my 3 songs and there was screaming. Lots of screaming. The folks at the radio station went nuts...I think I was caller 5 or 6 maybe to take a guess (I had to turn my radio off). I about ran off the road (still driving at this point...probably unwise).
The winning songs:
"I Hate Everything" - George Straight
"I'm Still a Guy" - Brad Paisley
"What Hurts the Most" - Rascal Flatts
I won this: http://www.wmzq.com/pages/2009megaticket.html
I did it.
Again.
This is insane.
"...we ain't proud of, in a weak moment..."
That's all it took. I knew the first two of the three songs comprising the Thursday Trainwreck to win 2009 MegaTickets. The DJs had been kind enough to let us know the three artists that would be involved since they dubbed this week's contest "that hard". The artists were going to be George Straight, Brad Paisley, and Rascal Flatts (in a "trainwreck" they play songs at the same time and you have to guess what songs are playing...the clip is only about 30 seconds long). I was like, "Phsss, I don't know anything in the last few years of George Straight." (They usually chose rather "current" tunes to "trainwreck".)
I listened. I could pick out the lyrics for George and Brad...I started singing the songs in my head...got it. It was an older George Straight song and I was ecstatic, yet sad since I didn't hear Rascal Flatts at all and I figured the other two were so easy, people would get it in the first try. Nope.
The first round of callers...
Caller 1: Troubadour, I'm Still a Guy, and Here?
DJs: You have one correct.
Rach: I'm Still a Guy, check
Caller 2: Troubadour, Ticks, What Hurts The Most?
DJs: You also have one correct.
Rach: Seriously guys, Troubadour?! This sounds nothing like Troubadour...
...
...CRAP?!
...dialing...dialing...dialing..
I probably called about 6 times and then...it started ringing...it rang for what seemed hours. Then all the sudden, when I was about to hang up, the lady from the morning show came on the line and said, "Do you know the "trainwreck"?" I said, "I think so" and she asked me to give the songs. I did. She said, "Okay darlin', hang on a second." I started freaking. Next thing I knew I was on the air and they were bantering about how women's brains are better at multitasking and that they thought a woman was going to win (up to this point it had been all men callers apparently). It was go time. I said my 3 songs and there was screaming. Lots of screaming. The folks at the radio station went nuts...I think I was caller 5 or 6 maybe to take a guess (I had to turn my radio off). I about ran off the road (still driving at this point...probably unwise).
The winning songs:
"I Hate Everything" - George Straight
"I'm Still a Guy" - Brad Paisley
"What Hurts the Most" - Rascal Flatts
I won this: http://www.wmzq.com/pages/2009megaticket.html
I did it.
Again.
This is insane.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Digital
On the weekend of my twenty-sixth birthday I had a first. I purchased my first selection of digital music =P Yes, that's right. My iPod used to contain mp3s from back when Napster was cool (and "legal"), imported CDs, and music gathered from friends (that could never come off the iPod).
What did I download?
1) Chicken Fried - Zac Brown Band (the single)
2) The Birds and the Bee Sides - Relient K (the entire album)
My apologies to Hubby should I go One-Click-Happy with Amazon.com and their mp3 department.*
Thanks to Hubby for getting my the iPod of my dreams and thanks to Grandma for always coming through with the birthday money....now I just have to decide what else I want to purchase...
* Hubby insists that all mp3s be purchased from Amazon.com so that they will indeed be in mp3 format =P
What did I download?
1) Chicken Fried - Zac Brown Band (the single)
2) The Birds and the Bee Sides - Relient K (the entire album)
My apologies to Hubby should I go One-Click-Happy with Amazon.com and their mp3 department.*
Thanks to Hubby for getting my the iPod of my dreams and thanks to Grandma for always coming through with the birthday money....now I just have to decide what else I want to purchase...
* Hubby insists that all mp3s be purchased from Amazon.com so that they will indeed be in mp3 format =P
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
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