Monday, December 29, 2008

Bedhead




What was I thinking? Anyone? Anyone know?!?


Sara @ Butterville came up with this idea...a bedhead carnival...then she dangled a Starbucks giftcard in front of me...and me and my big mouth said we'd join...yeah. I should have consulted my hair first, because it would have reminded me how disobedient it is...but I'm a girl of my word.

Starbucks...it's always their fault...tempting me with their tasty lattes...

If you've ever needed proof that I, Sarah @ the parsonage, will do pretty much anything for the chance at a $5 gift card for coffee...well, here it is.



I made your day didn't I.


Now...well, you owe me. Click here and tell Sara that I should totally win.

I should also totally learn to think before typing as well...note to self.

Maybe you want to join in too?!? C'mon...a little self humiliation is good for the pride issue ;)

Speaking of that...it will continue tomorrow because it is this:



Click on the button for more details ;)

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Cheap Therapy

Just dropping in quick to say...

  • hi
  • I miss ya'll
  • Christmas was good...pictures to come...when I find my camera.
  • The weather here is making me CRAZY. I won't get into it.
  • I am going to re-paint every surface in my home until it feels like I am in sunshiny California or somewhere WARM.
  • I'm off to work on that now...oh wait, that's right, it's sleeting/freezing rain here so I cannot leave my home. Again.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. *insert weeping and gnashing of teeth*

Think the weather's getting to me? Someone needs a tropical vacation...or at least some vitamin D. *smile*

Wow...I feel better now. Thanks for listening.

Cheap therapy blogging is.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Signing Off...

For now.

Too much to do...and it turns out that sitting at the computer staring at a blank screen is FAR more appealing than getting anything done.  

Who'da thought?!?

So, I'm signing off until after Christmas, (which will undoubtedly be the 26th because we all know I won't be able to wait any longer than that)  I will try to come out of my sugar-induced coma and enter back into bloggy world where all my imaginary friends live.

I shall miss you.

Have a fantastically Merry Christmas!!

Monday, December 22, 2008

Prodigal

Do you ever have days where you're just crabby for no good reason?

That's me today.

I started a bullet point list of all the things that are making me cranky (you know, in attempt to justify it)...turns out, the list just ended up annoying me so I deleted it :)

Turns out, there really is no reason...no really good one anyway. Dang it. It's so much nicer when I can blame my heart condition on some outside circumstance...like the ungodly weather right now...

Truth is...my heart has wandered from it's true source of joy, wisdom, hope...truth...which only comes from one person....my Jesus.

I know this doesn't make sense to some...but when I met him 16 years ago, He gave me a new life.

He replaced anger with joy, and rationality with faith, and selfishness with love. But my heart...it's forever wandering...trying to run back to what it was...because that's easier.

Sometimes I let it. And then become miserable. And then, like a child, I realize where I'm at...and turn back for home.

The prodigal in the story.

But Jesus...always the Father in the story...always.

*The story can be found in Luke chapter 15 verses 11-32*

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Enough

There are many things that I seem to forget quite easily.

Other things I can't seem to let go of.

Seems like many times I forget the things I should remember most, and remember the things that should have been let go.

All of it...and I mean ALLLLL of it boils down to this:

All of Him, is more than enough for, all of me.



Still more awesome than I know...

Saturday, December 20, 2008

I Had a Secret...

It's Saturday.  It's snowing.  There's a blizzard warning. My house is a disaster.  Blah blah blah.

But I do have one useless piece of information for you to treasure today.  A little secret that's only between my treadmill and I...and now you.

You see, when I get on our treadmill, the evil piece of machinery wants to know how much I weigh...for calorie-burning-purposes.  Now generally, I like to subtract 5 pounds whenever mentioning an actual weight (just ask my drivers license) but not on the treadmill.  On the treadmill, I add 70 pounds.

Yep.  SEVENTY.

Know why adding seventy pounds makes me feel better?  

It's simple really.  

This way, it looks like I'm burning more calories when I'm running.  :)  

I don't even care that I'm not burning the number I see...all I care is that those little calorie counter numbers click by FAST.  Makes me feel better.  

It's the little pretend bubble I live in.  Welcome to it.

Friday, December 19, 2008

I Like You

We got 10" of snow (give or take) last night. Ben stayed at my parents house, which is close to his work (not the pastor work, cuz that would be here:) so the boys and I had a wild and crazy night. I put them to bed at 8 and watched a movie...all. by. myself.

You should have seen Odie try to go to the bathroom this morning...it's a tad difficult when your legs are approximately 3.5" long...I assure you that when I was laughing-my-butt-off it was at him and not with him. Poor short dog...he got an extra scooby snack for his quick maneuvering.


After some coffee I'm gonna head out and do some shoveling...because I have no idea how to run the snowblower. If you never hear from me again...at least you know why.


One quick thing before I go...I pulled this out of Noah's backpack the other day. It's a little rectangular piece of paper, colored red and green on the outside. When you open it up it says:

I of course asked him who it was from.
"It's from Lainey, mom...but she just means it as a friend"
I assured him that I knew that already (because he's my son who was traumatized in kindergarten when a little girl kept telling him she loved him)
I looked at the note again, and thought...how cute, and sweet....and oh. barf. ;)
You'll have to excuse me now...I can hear my children yelling and screaming at each other...outside. Good morning tiny-town.
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