Sunday, October 31, 2010
Saturday, October 30, 2010
On the road again...
Friday, October 29, 2010
Fake it 'til you make it
"Fake it 'til you make it"
Did anyone ever tell you that? I had a teacher in High School that said it each and every day. Not to anyone specifically but as a general reminder that life is full of crappy days, disappointments, and just plain old I-don't-want-to.
That's a huge relief to me these days...my life has been full of disappointments lately. I'm not where I thought I'd be and coming to terms with that is hard. I think each day it will get better and it often does, but there is no denying that I'm guilty of being too hard on myself...as if I have some magic power/control over how and when things happen. That's the illusion though isn't it? That we have some sort of cosmic control over our life? Truth is, very little is in our control. I find that highly annoying and extremely frustrating.
Being the Type A personality that I am (not to mention the annoying "People-pleaser") I find myself thinking that if I had just tried hard enough, been nicer, worked at it longer, or just pretended differently, then I would get the outcome I desired. That's not how it works though, sometimes that's just not THE PLAN. Always the planner, I have no idea how to proceed with my thoughts.
But this is the part where I really DO know....Trust in HIM.
(Sigh)
Meanwhile I'll just try to "fake it 'til I make it".
Did anyone ever tell you that? I had a teacher in High School that said it each and every day. Not to anyone specifically but as a general reminder that life is full of crappy days, disappointments, and just plain old I-don't-want-to.
That's a huge relief to me these days...my life has been full of disappointments lately. I'm not where I thought I'd be and coming to terms with that is hard. I think each day it will get better and it often does, but there is no denying that I'm guilty of being too hard on myself...as if I have some magic power/control over how and when things happen. That's the illusion though isn't it? That we have some sort of cosmic control over our life? Truth is, very little is in our control. I find that highly annoying and extremely frustrating.
Being the Type A personality that I am (not to mention the annoying "People-pleaser") I find myself thinking that if I had just tried hard enough, been nicer, worked at it longer, or just pretended differently, then I would get the outcome I desired. That's not how it works though, sometimes that's just not THE PLAN. Always the planner, I have no idea how to proceed with my thoughts.
But this is the part where I really DO know....Trust in HIM.
(Sigh)
Meanwhile I'll just try to "fake it 'til I make it".
Thursday, October 28, 2010
A new purse will make it better
I came home from work one day this week feeling overwhelmed and exhausted....highly emotional and just DONE with the day.
My sweet husband looks over at me and says "Would you feel better if you went and bought a new Brighton purse?".
In my highly emotional thinking I nod my head no... All the while thinking to myself that wouldn't help me in the least.
....I've changed my mind in the last few days. It WOULD help...a lot. :) I think I'll tell him I've given it a lot of thought and he's absolutely right. It really WOULD make me feel better if I went and bought a new Brighton purse.
I love him!!!
My sweet husband looks over at me and says "Would you feel better if you went and bought a new Brighton purse?".
In my highly emotional thinking I nod my head no... All the while thinking to myself that wouldn't help me in the least.
....I've changed my mind in the last few days. It WOULD help...a lot. :) I think I'll tell him I've given it a lot of thought and he's absolutely right. It really WOULD make me feel better if I went and bought a new Brighton purse.
I love him!!!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Not what I wanted
I attended a Women of Faith conference over the weekend in San Antonio and it was exactly what I needed. God spoke through these women like no other time I have ever heard. I truly wish I could just cart them around with me for inspiration all the time. It was heart-wrenching, soul-speaking food for thought for 2 whole days. The theme was "Imagination" and trusting in God. Each of the women shared their struggles, both past and present, with trusting God in their lives. My first thought was DUH, of course I trust Him. But as the weekend progressed, I became more and more aware that I wasn't really trusting Him in the ways I should.
Luci Swindoll read a poem that I cannot get out of my head. Using the mighty powers of Google, I found it on another blogger's site. Please forgive me if the correct person is not cited for writing the poem:
It was Spring, but it was Summer I wanted:
The warm days and the great outdoors.
It was Summer, but it was Fall I wanted:
The colorful leaves and the cool, dry air.
It was Fall, but it was Winter I wanted:
The beautiful snow and the joy of the holiday season.
It was Winter, but it was Spring I wanted:
The warmth and the blossoming of nature.
I was a child, and it was adulthood I wanted:
The freedom and the respect.
I was 20, but it was 30 I wanted:
To be mature and sophisticated.
I was middle-aged, but it was 20 I wanted:
The youth and the free spirit.
I was retired, but it was middle-aged I wanted:
The presence of mind without limitations.
My life was over,and I never got what I wanted.
~ a poem from a book by Charles Swindoll
It really made me think about how I'm always wishing my life away....how I constantly wish for something bigger and better. And with that line of thinking I wasn't trusting. What part of the here and now can't I just be happy about? Nothing is so bad in my life right now, I have so much that I've always wanted. Why not just be happy about it? Why not trust that God will bring me to it and through it?
Thankfully I know I'm not alone in these thoughts. So many times I am too busy worrying about the future that I forget to enjoy the present. Not sure I can ever change that completely, it's just part of who I am, but I can be aware of it.
Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. -Proverbs 3:5
Luci Swindoll read a poem that I cannot get out of my head. Using the mighty powers of Google, I found it on another blogger's site. Please forgive me if the correct person is not cited for writing the poem:
It was Spring, but it was Summer I wanted:
The warm days and the great outdoors.
It was Summer, but it was Fall I wanted:
The colorful leaves and the cool, dry air.
It was Fall, but it was Winter I wanted:
The beautiful snow and the joy of the holiday season.
It was Winter, but it was Spring I wanted:
The warmth and the blossoming of nature.
I was a child, and it was adulthood I wanted:
The freedom and the respect.
I was 20, but it was 30 I wanted:
To be mature and sophisticated.
I was middle-aged, but it was 20 I wanted:
The youth and the free spirit.
I was retired, but it was middle-aged I wanted:
The presence of mind without limitations.
My life was over,and I never got what I wanted.
~ a poem from a book by Charles Swindoll
It really made me think about how I'm always wishing my life away....how I constantly wish for something bigger and better. And with that line of thinking I wasn't trusting. What part of the here and now can't I just be happy about? Nothing is so bad in my life right now, I have so much that I've always wanted. Why not just be happy about it? Why not trust that God will bring me to it and through it?
Thankfully I know I'm not alone in these thoughts. So many times I am too busy worrying about the future that I forget to enjoy the present. Not sure I can ever change that completely, it's just part of who I am, but I can be aware of it.
Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. -Proverbs 3:5
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
I love Fall, er Autumn, um, cooler weather!
Actually, we don't have Fall/Autumn in Texas.
At least not that I'm aware of....The weather has been so nice this month though that I'm worried any day now I'll wake up from this dream.
Ha, actually it's still a little warm for me but I figure any time I can go outside in Texas and walk from the car to the door and NOT bust a sweat....well, I'm doing good.
Seriously though, I am ready for temps to drop about another 20 degrees during the day time. Already itching to wear my sweaters, I have moved them prime spot in the closet. Of course the first day it dropped below 75 everyone broke out the parkas and sweater vests....
Oh well, praise God the weather is cooling down no matter how slowly!!
At least not that I'm aware of....The weather has been so nice this month though that I'm worried any day now I'll wake up from this dream.
Ha, actually it's still a little warm for me but I figure any time I can go outside in Texas and walk from the car to the door and NOT bust a sweat....well, I'm doing good.
Seriously though, I am ready for temps to drop about another 20 degrees during the day time. Already itching to wear my sweaters, I have moved them prime spot in the closet. Of course the first day it dropped below 75 everyone broke out the parkas and sweater vests....
Oh well, praise God the weather is cooling down no matter how slowly!!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Back in 1985ish?
From left to right: Kim & Bart, Kacy, Jamie, Me (little girl sitting closest to gray shirt), My Dad, My sister, My Mom
This picture makes me laugh so hard. I was cracking up at how my Dad still makes that same face. My parents were in their early 20's and had been married about 3-4 years? Not totally sure. I love the butterflies on the wall in the background... We had them at our house too. I think it was a requirement for home decor in the 80's.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Do they speak Spanish?
Driving home from the park I show Scott a video clip of the famous dancing Cuban baby.
Scott: Do they speak Spanish?
Me: Who?
Scott: Cubans.
Me: Um, I'm gonna take a wild guess and say they speak Cuban?!
Scott: Oh, well how the hell should I know?
Me: (laughing hysterically)
Maybe he has a good point though, how should he know that?
Scott: Do they speak Spanish?
Me: Who?
Scott: Cubans.
Me: Um, I'm gonna take a wild guess and say they speak Cuban?!
Scott: Oh, well how the hell should I know?
Me: (laughing hysterically)
Maybe he has a good point though, how should he know that?
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