Hey Y'all,
I am so in love with the Sonic commercial with the 2 "crazy ladies" heading out for a late night treat. When the one says, "We are two crazy ladies going out for a crazy time. Why don't we get some eggs and....boil them." I crack up. I don't know why either. I suppose that is because I probably couldn't think of a crazier thing to do either. There are several commercials I love but that one is my current fave. I really don't watch a lot of TV. American Idol goes off next week (go Adam!!) and (sob!!) Prison Break just ended last Friday so my TV life is over. I really like American Idol and I want Adam to win because I think he really deserves to. I know he is a little on the strange side and I would never buy any of his Cd's but there is just something about that boy. He appeals to my wild (egg boiling) side I guess. I do think Kris is the cutest thing and I loved Danny. I really want the Gospel world to get Danny Gokey. He would make an amazing testimony for the Lord. I will really miss watching that every week. I can't wait to talk to my friend Tracy about the Prison Break finale. I cried! It was just so sad. After all these years breaking out of prison Michael died. Well at least that awful T-bag ended right back in good ole' Fox River Prison. There is some justice in TV land. I guess I will just watch old Andy Griffiths and wait for Sonic commercials until next January when the new American Idol show starts back up.
Bless Y'all
Cindy
My goal with this blog is to keep a journal type account of my walk with Christ, my children and my grandchildren. To share what wisdom I have been given and have learned. To share the occasional recipe, photograph, funny story and possibly a teary one. God's mercies are new every morning. We each get a fresh, clean slate each day. So grab a cup of coffee and enjoy!
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Sunday, May 17, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
A Day For Mothers
Hey Y'all,
It is Sunday evening on Mother's Day. My husband is asleep in his recliner, one daughter is watching the Hurricanes and Bruins hockey game while yakking on the phone and the other one is playing Tetris with her fiance'. I am pecking away on my trusty desktop in the dining room. This has been a good Mother's Day for me. Quiet. Restful. Lots of fun with my sister and our mom. We grilled out hot dogs (my mom's favorite food) and cut a super watermelon open and ate outside with the dogs lurking for any scrap that may fall. I love days like this. No stress or pressure. Just hanging out and around with people you can love easily. Why can't all days be like this? Church was very good. A touching service from our Pastor who just lost his own mom a month ago at the age of 84. It made me so glad to still have my own mom around. I really want my girls to be glad I am around (if I still am!!) when they are my age. I want to enjoy Mother's Day with grandchildren and my sons in law and their families too. I love extended families piling all together for a get-together. Days like today make me very reflective on why sometimes there are such hard days in family life. Is it pride and selfishness worming there ugly heads into the nest? Is it insensitivity and inconsiderate attitudes fighting to get to the front? I wish all days could be about someone else. Like daughter's day or son's day or cousin's on your father's side once removed day! Wouldn't that be weird? I like the idea of everyone gathering together to focus on an individual person or persons. That is how life should be. Focused. Centered. But not on people. On Jesus. When that happens not one family member will feel slighted or hurt or left out. We all work together for a common goal and for a common purpose. To glorify a Holy Sovereign God. There would be no room for bad attitudes, bitter words or jealous thoughts. Pure. Simple adoration of the Father. Even on Mother's Day.
Bless Y'all,
Cindy
It is Sunday evening on Mother's Day. My husband is asleep in his recliner, one daughter is watching the Hurricanes and Bruins hockey game while yakking on the phone and the other one is playing Tetris with her fiance'. I am pecking away on my trusty desktop in the dining room. This has been a good Mother's Day for me. Quiet. Restful. Lots of fun with my sister and our mom. We grilled out hot dogs (my mom's favorite food) and cut a super watermelon open and ate outside with the dogs lurking for any scrap that may fall. I love days like this. No stress or pressure. Just hanging out and around with people you can love easily. Why can't all days be like this? Church was very good. A touching service from our Pastor who just lost his own mom a month ago at the age of 84. It made me so glad to still have my own mom around. I really want my girls to be glad I am around (if I still am!!) when they are my age. I want to enjoy Mother's Day with grandchildren and my sons in law and their families too. I love extended families piling all together for a get-together. Days like today make me very reflective on why sometimes there are such hard days in family life. Is it pride and selfishness worming there ugly heads into the nest? Is it insensitivity and inconsiderate attitudes fighting to get to the front? I wish all days could be about someone else. Like daughter's day or son's day or cousin's on your father's side once removed day! Wouldn't that be weird? I like the idea of everyone gathering together to focus on an individual person or persons. That is how life should be. Focused. Centered. But not on people. On Jesus. When that happens not one family member will feel slighted or hurt or left out. We all work together for a common goal and for a common purpose. To glorify a Holy Sovereign God. There would be no room for bad attitudes, bitter words or jealous thoughts. Pure. Simple adoration of the Father. Even on Mother's Day.
Bless Y'all,
Cindy
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Home Sweet Home
Hey Y'all,
Yesterday I moved my girl, Megan, home from NC State. In all my driving life I have never had a blowout. Yesterday, I did. We were heading towards Raleigh on interstate 40 and all of a sudden Megan asked, "What is that noise?" Praise Jesus. He was driving my SUV. My car never wavered and I was right at a perfect exit where a large gas station and shopping center were located. When my husband and a friend showed up I was so grateful. I really didn't want to ask a stranger to help me change this tire. When David took the tire off he was amazed. The entire inside of the tire was blown away and steel threads were sticking out all over. It looked like my tire had been shot. He took my car right away and had 4 new tires put on. This delayed our trip by about three hours but instead of complaining I kept the thought that God was somehow getting us to Raleigh later for a reason. I know that He protected us during this blowout and so I know there was a reason we got there later and got back home later. All I know home is so sweet with all my little chicks back in the roost. This is my last summer with my girls. Erica is getting married in the fall and Megan will head back down to Raleigh in late August so I am hoarding all the time I get with these two ladies. Working for the school system is really nice because I have the summer off. Erica is working her new career job and Megan is a lifeguard for the summer so I will have plenty of time alone. But we will have supper together as a family each night. That is something we really think is important too. David and I have never done the eat when you want kind of suppers. Even on his busy schedule he asks are the girls eating too? It is the only time we can catch up, discuss stuff, argue and laugh as a family unit. The older the girls get and the busier lives become the term Home Sweet Home gets sweeter and sweeter.
Bless Y'all,
Cindy
Yesterday I moved my girl, Megan, home from NC State. In all my driving life I have never had a blowout. Yesterday, I did. We were heading towards Raleigh on interstate 40 and all of a sudden Megan asked, "What is that noise?" Praise Jesus. He was driving my SUV. My car never wavered and I was right at a perfect exit where a large gas station and shopping center were located. When my husband and a friend showed up I was so grateful. I really didn't want to ask a stranger to help me change this tire. When David took the tire off he was amazed. The entire inside of the tire was blown away and steel threads were sticking out all over. It looked like my tire had been shot. He took my car right away and had 4 new tires put on. This delayed our trip by about three hours but instead of complaining I kept the thought that God was somehow getting us to Raleigh later for a reason. I know that He protected us during this blowout and so I know there was a reason we got there later and got back home later. All I know home is so sweet with all my little chicks back in the roost. This is my last summer with my girls. Erica is getting married in the fall and Megan will head back down to Raleigh in late August so I am hoarding all the time I get with these two ladies. Working for the school system is really nice because I have the summer off. Erica is working her new career job and Megan is a lifeguard for the summer so I will have plenty of time alone. But we will have supper together as a family each night. That is something we really think is important too. David and I have never done the eat when you want kind of suppers. Even on his busy schedule he asks are the girls eating too? It is the only time we can catch up, discuss stuff, argue and laugh as a family unit. The older the girls get and the busier lives become the term Home Sweet Home gets sweeter and sweeter.
Bless Y'all,
Cindy
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