Today's fences

I woke up this morning and immediately all the yucky, shmucky started creeping in. Worry, frustration, the darkness of the unknown.

Where's my white picket fence??? I started frantically searching...

Then I saw my son's big bright smile, scruffy slept-on hair and I accepted his good morning hug and kiss complete with sleepy, dragon breath. White picket fence #1.

Opened my email, read today's devotional. Excerpt:
"In the dark, we have two choices. We can take matters into our own hands, turning to drugs or alcohol to numb our pain, seeking out friends' advice, or the latest self-help book, never really knowing if any of them is the way to healing and wholeness. Or we can look to God. We can open His Word and know that He guarantees healing and wholeness."
White picket fence #2.

Good morning, Life. Thank you, Jesus... for loving me and lifting me up in spite of myself.

White Picket Fences

I'm dreaming of white picket fences. Hence the new background. Don't know how long I'll keep it, but it's there for now.

What does that mean? I'm dreaming of happy times, bright futures, wonderful memories... anything and everything to stay positive in this ever-deepening sea of doom and gloom we call life today.

I don't know how long it will last, but for right now, I choose to stay positive. I've got too much on my plate that tries to drag me down everyday, and those are things I need to deal with and let go of. But for right now, that doesn't seem too daunting.

It might tomorrow, but hopefully I'll dream of white picket fences and wake up content with whatever tomorrow brings. And if I'm not content, I'll just change it.

Who's gonna stop me? :)

Sad

I hate it when that old devil starts in on me first thing Monday morning. It makes it hard to get out of the pit and on with life.

I have so much I need to be doing and yet, here I sit. I haven't blogged in ages and I'm choosing to do it now when I should be doing a million other things. That's part of that old devil interfering again.

This morning I caught up on my Proverbs 31 devotionals that I haven't read for the past several days. It's amazing how God works. Had I read them on the days I was supposed to, they might not have had much impact... but today, when the world feels like it is crumbling around me, those carefully written words were spot on.

Three things stuck out:
1. I need to write a letter to God outlining how I'm feeling and
2. in that letter surrender my fears and frustrations and then ask for His
3. Wisdom... for my life and future.

Sounds so simple. So why am I doing this instead of that?

Nothing

So I haven't blogged in quite a while. Apparently I have nothing to say. I know... how odd is that?

Clean Sheets

I need to get a bunch of stuff done today. I started with washing the sheets off my bed. Problem is, once they are done and back on the bed I will want to climb in and enjoy them!!!

Duty calls, more later. :)

Liars, tall tales and b.s., oh my!

Okay. This is a venting post. Consider that a warning.

That's funny since lately a great number of my posts have been complete vent sessions. This one really is though, so much so that I'm categorizing it as such.

Short and sweet:

If you haven't lied to me lately, THANK YOU. Feel free to stop reading here.

If you have lied to me recently, I KNOW YOU ARE LYING and I pray God goes easy on you.

I don't have time for that kind of ridiculousness and I will not tolerate it. People who lie break trusts, ruin relationships and destroy reputations. Lying just to make yourself look better, especially at someone else's expense, is so incredibly childish and selfish. I am not in junior high and refuse to play that game.

I can't stand liars. I don't want to have conversations with people who can't tell the truth.

I know there's a very remote chance that the people who I'm referring to will actually read this. But just in case they do, please understand that I will no longer let the tall tales go without saying something. And I'm not overly worried about offending you by calling you out, either. You've offended me with your lies.

Life's too short and too precious to spend time weeding out truth from fiction.

Wii, Wii, Wii... all the way home

AJ has been working crazy overtime hours. He's been wanting a Wii for a while now, but we've been restraining ourselves. Saturday we were in the mall and found a used one at the local Game Stop store. So he bought one with his overtime money.

I just rolled my eyes about the whole thing until we had it all hooked up. Then we got into a heated bowling match and I have to admit I'm hooked!

You should have seen us! The kids love it, and even Zoe can play. AJ and I returned to our competitive roots of trying to outdo each other and we were both amazed at how realistic it feels. I think it's pretty cool to be able to play games with the kids and actually be up on our feet moving around. Not exactly training for the 10K, but hey, it's a start!

And for any of you naysayers out there... yes, the games can be a workout. I woke up Sunday morning sore in places I haven't been since we used to bowl in a league! The catch in my left hip and the stiffness in my right knee reminded me why I quit bowling several years ago, too. Guess I'll have to work that out...

I'm planning on tackling tennis next. Pray that I don't kill myself! :)