Today I feel like posting but I can't think of anything to write so I thought that if I just start maybe something would come to mind.
I just realized that we are starting Dec. and that means only 3 weeks til Christmas. I found that my mind got rather racy at the realization. At my age that is the only thing that's racy about me, other than my heart sometimes. The docs like to call it panic but I don't think that's possible at 50.
Anyway, the panic of Christmas is in the air and for all those who are ahead and almost ready my congratulations go out to you. For me, I haven't even started yet. I have no idea as to what I'm doing in the gift department but I have thought about the food side. That's all I've done, just thought. Oh, I did dig out the snowman welcome for the front door and set it in place.
Here is another strange thought. Have you noticed that we buy outdoor decorations and then hesitate to put them outside because they probably will get stolen. I have now bought 2 different snowmen to be set by the front door but have made places for them inside the house because I don't know how to attach them to the house so that they can't be took. The welcome snow girl sits inside my front door and now my new one will probably go down stairs by the entry to the family room. I have now decided to decorate a little tree with colored lights and put it out front. Not near as nice but if it gets took it isn't much money lost. Who knows maybe I'll still come up with a good idea to attach the new snowman to the railing.
With having renovating the house this year I now have no idea how to decorate for Christmas. I now am missing walls and shelves that used to hold all my Christmas ornaments. (Now there is a reason to feel a little racy. Isn't it amazing what makes our hearts race at this age.)It takes a lot of work to figure out a new pattern for all the things I love to have out.
Well, this turned out to be all about Christmas but there it is, my ramblings for today. Nothing profound just dribble. (Is that even a word or did I manage to make something up based on a sound of some other word?)
Think I'm losing my mind? Could be true. I'm still looking for my marbles along with Tootles off the movie Hook.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Cha! Cha! Cha!
Today I just confirmed my order for the core rhythm workout videos. I'm quite excited about it because in no time flat I will have the body of a dancer. Yes, you heard me, the body of a dancer. I can hear you chuckling out there but the TV has promised me that this will work in no time flat. So when it happens I should be the envy of all of you.LOL
This workout is done with Latin dance and is supposed to tone the core of a person like doing palates or yoga. And all that with no stress to the body. Sounds to good to be true hey! Well I guess that time will tell.
I think the hard part of exercise for me is finding something that I love doing. I am not a big athlete the way that so many are and so I get tired of doing what ever after a while. The one thing that Hubby and I have done is to take old time dance and we just love it. You would be shocked at how hard on the muscles it is. Every time we go we say that we'll have to do this more often in order to keep up. So now with the Latin dance to tone all those core (isn't that a nice way to say flabby stomach) muscles I should be on my way to a lean mean fighting machine body.
I haven't broke the news to my hubby yet and I'm just not sure yet how to do it, but I had better get at it before the charge shows up on the credit card. He's always okay with what I do but he'll probably want to know if I think I'll use this one. We have a shelf of exercise videos that haven't worked. I have watched them with a big bowl of popcorn and never seen any change so I know that he has every right to wonder how this will work. The only thing that I can come up with is to actually do them. Now that is a scary commitment for me. I think that I may need to have accountability in order to make it through, or at least give it a fair try. When I told one of my close friends she said that she may try them with me. If there is anymore of you who would like to join the club maybe this thing might work. You know what they say about accountability and all that.
Anyway, that is my new adventure and I'm quite excited.
Cha! Cha! Cha!
This workout is done with Latin dance and is supposed to tone the core of a person like doing palates or yoga. And all that with no stress to the body. Sounds to good to be true hey! Well I guess that time will tell.
I think the hard part of exercise for me is finding something that I love doing. I am not a big athlete the way that so many are and so I get tired of doing what ever after a while. The one thing that Hubby and I have done is to take old time dance and we just love it. You would be shocked at how hard on the muscles it is. Every time we go we say that we'll have to do this more often in order to keep up. So now with the Latin dance to tone all those core (isn't that a nice way to say flabby stomach) muscles I should be on my way to a lean mean fighting machine body.
I haven't broke the news to my hubby yet and I'm just not sure yet how to do it, but I had better get at it before the charge shows up on the credit card. He's always okay with what I do but he'll probably want to know if I think I'll use this one. We have a shelf of exercise videos that haven't worked. I have watched them with a big bowl of popcorn and never seen any change so I know that he has every right to wonder how this will work. The only thing that I can come up with is to actually do them. Now that is a scary commitment for me. I think that I may need to have accountability in order to make it through, or at least give it a fair try. When I told one of my close friends she said that she may try them with me. If there is anymore of you who would like to join the club maybe this thing might work. You know what they say about accountability and all that.
Anyway, that is my new adventure and I'm quite excited.
Cha! Cha! Cha!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
"I had a dream........"
I had a dream last night that I actually would classify as a nightmare. My dream was not a vision of things that could be, although I guess that would be possible, but a dream in which I woke up wondering if there was a message in it for me. I really hate it when you have disturbing dreams and wake up feeling shaken and inadequate.
In my dream I was on this singing team that went to churches to lead worship. Everyone on this team was around my daughters age. We were just going up on stage when all these girls, four of them, told me that I was to old and couldn't keep up with them. All the way through that night they kept taunting me about how inadequate and slow I was to be singing with them. Needless to say I was devastated and couldn't understand why they hadn't said anything before. And why were they humiliating me publicly. They felt that I should have known that they were way out of my league. I was just to old to sing with them. Thankfully, I woke up. But that nightmare left me wondering my question of today, "Is there an age in which you should quit doing the things that you love just because you are a certain age?"
I'm 50 and to this point I have been on a worship team most of my life. I am wondering if there is an age where it is inappropriate to be on the team when everyone is younger than you? Throughout my life there have been times that I have thought that there are people who should realize that their time has come and it's time to be your age. I find that I wonder that for things like dress, hair, behaviour etc. Now I find myself wondering if that extends to ministry?
I have heard it said often that it is time for the younger generation to step in and lead. Up til now I've been okay with that because I was that generation. Now here I am stepping over that thresh hold of the older generation and I find myself wondering if that means it's time to give up being part of a music team because right now I'm gray haired and over 50.
So again my question comes up "Am I to old to continue singing for worship in a church that has young music? Is there only certain music that you publicly do that is age appropriate?" or "Should I should just dye my hair and try and fool the world into thinking that I'm younger than I am?" (By the way I'm not judgemental on coloring hair.)
P.S.
Do you think I'm going through a midlife crisis?
In my dream I was on this singing team that went to churches to lead worship. Everyone on this team was around my daughters age. We were just going up on stage when all these girls, four of them, told me that I was to old and couldn't keep up with them. All the way through that night they kept taunting me about how inadequate and slow I was to be singing with them. Needless to say I was devastated and couldn't understand why they hadn't said anything before. And why were they humiliating me publicly. They felt that I should have known that they were way out of my league. I was just to old to sing with them. Thankfully, I woke up. But that nightmare left me wondering my question of today, "Is there an age in which you should quit doing the things that you love just because you are a certain age?"
I'm 50 and to this point I have been on a worship team most of my life. I am wondering if there is an age where it is inappropriate to be on the team when everyone is younger than you? Throughout my life there have been times that I have thought that there are people who should realize that their time has come and it's time to be your age. I find that I wonder that for things like dress, hair, behaviour etc. Now I find myself wondering if that extends to ministry?
I have heard it said often that it is time for the younger generation to step in and lead. Up til now I've been okay with that because I was that generation. Now here I am stepping over that thresh hold of the older generation and I find myself wondering if that means it's time to give up being part of a music team because right now I'm gray haired and over 50.
So again my question comes up "Am I to old to continue singing for worship in a church that has young music? Is there only certain music that you publicly do that is age appropriate?" or "Should I should just dye my hair and try and fool the world into thinking that I'm younger than I am?" (By the way I'm not judgemental on coloring hair.)
P.S.
Do you think I'm going through a midlife crisis?
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Vanity, Vanity, All Is Vanity
The other day my funny bone got a tickle when I realized how well we women fake things in life.
Last week we started our bible study group that we call Lifegroup. It was at our house and I thought how nice it would be if I started the year off right by providing something homemade for the snack at coffee time. I decided that chocolate cake would be the best choice cause.....who doesn't love chocolate? (Other years everyone who came knew to expect bought snack from me.) As I was cleaning house I was thinking about getting this cake on the go and where to find the right recipe to gain the desired result of surprising everyone. I could smell the cake baking in my mind and I could see it sitting on the cupboard on my pedestal plate making mouths water.
Well, as I thought of all the processing this would take I found myself in the pantry looking at my shelves wondering where I had put that Devils Food Cake mix. Ah Ha! .... there it was, and guess what? Right beside it was that frosting in a plastic container. Just the right amount for one 9x13 cake. And here is the best part, the cake mix only needed 2eggs, 1/3c oil, and 11/3c of water. Mix for 1min, yes 1 whole min. and pour in a rectangle pan. This was only going to take me about 5 mins. from start to finish. Frosting takes another 3 mins. and whala! done. A total of 10 mins at the most with all the ripping of bags, buttering of pan and cleaning up afterward. (For any of you that really know me, know that I don't really like cooking and baking so this was the ticket to making me look really good.)
Later that evening as we came to snack time my hubby announces that I have baked a cake for coffee time and that is when it hit me in my funny bone. It was all I could do not to burst out laughing because I had not really created anything but I still was going to look good.
Now isn't that just like us women? Anything to make us look good and feel better. Fake hair color, fake nails, fake faces (botox), fake boobs, fake cakes ...etc.
This is the price we pay for our vanity! And guess what? We Love It!!
Last week we started our bible study group that we call Lifegroup. It was at our house and I thought how nice it would be if I started the year off right by providing something homemade for the snack at coffee time. I decided that chocolate cake would be the best choice cause.....who doesn't love chocolate? (Other years everyone who came knew to expect bought snack from me.) As I was cleaning house I was thinking about getting this cake on the go and where to find the right recipe to gain the desired result of surprising everyone. I could smell the cake baking in my mind and I could see it sitting on the cupboard on my pedestal plate making mouths water.
Well, as I thought of all the processing this would take I found myself in the pantry looking at my shelves wondering where I had put that Devils Food Cake mix. Ah Ha! .... there it was, and guess what? Right beside it was that frosting in a plastic container. Just the right amount for one 9x13 cake. And here is the best part, the cake mix only needed 2eggs, 1/3c oil, and 11/3c of water. Mix for 1min, yes 1 whole min. and pour in a rectangle pan. This was only going to take me about 5 mins. from start to finish. Frosting takes another 3 mins. and whala! done. A total of 10 mins at the most with all the ripping of bags, buttering of pan and cleaning up afterward. (For any of you that really know me, know that I don't really like cooking and baking so this was the ticket to making me look really good.)
Later that evening as we came to snack time my hubby announces that I have baked a cake for coffee time and that is when it hit me in my funny bone. It was all I could do not to burst out laughing because I had not really created anything but I still was going to look good.
Now isn't that just like us women? Anything to make us look good and feel better. Fake hair color, fake nails, fake faces (botox), fake boobs, fake cakes ...etc.
This is the price we pay for our vanity! And guess what? We Love It!!
Thursday, September 25, 2008
My Electronic World
I am so excited because I have gotten my very first computer. Yes, we have had two computers at our house for a few years but my hubby bought me my very own computer.
It is a mini computer. It is small and is a little tricky to type on because the keyboard is so small. This is not the smallest computer out there but it is about an inch bigger than the littlest one that I have seen. Not counting the I-phone and I-pod-touch.
It strikes me funny that I'm so excited about this because as you all know I'm "electronically challenged". I'm determined to learn this, but as I am with learning Spanish so will I be challenged with learning my computer. However, I am still excited.
Well, that is it for today. Not much but something that I could type on my new computer.
See you later!
It is a mini computer. It is small and is a little tricky to type on because the keyboard is so small. This is not the smallest computer out there but it is about an inch bigger than the littlest one that I have seen. Not counting the I-phone and I-pod-touch.
It strikes me funny that I'm so excited about this because as you all know I'm "electronically challenged". I'm determined to learn this, but as I am with learning Spanish so will I be challenged with learning my computer. However, I am still excited.
Well, that is it for today. Not much but something that I could type on my new computer.
See you later!
Saturday, September 20, 2008
My Big Fat Greek Wedding
In the past few months I have been busy helping my parents move and as that has come to a close we have had family visiting and it hit me with a tickle that in many ways we resemble the Big Fat Greek Wedding family. Here's the story.
My brother and sister-in-law from Germany came to Canada to help settle their daughter into school. While they were in Canada they took the time to visit Mom and Dad. (Their daughter is going to school in a city that is about 6 hours away.) They only had a few days that they could be here so I decided that it would be a great idea to have those of the family that are around here over for a potluck of sorts supper. That way everyone could see them while they were in town without it being to much running for them. When the evening came it turned out that there were 19 of us for supper. It was great and I actually think that everyone had good time. Of course you can't visit on the same level as if it was one on one but with the time crunch I think it worked out well. That was on a Sat. night.
Tues. morning my sister called and said that she and her daughter and her daughter's husband were coming up to see Mom and Dad. They too, only had two days before they would have to fly out. My niece and her husband are from San Diego and those of us in the family that live here have never met her husband as he is from Costa Rica originally. Once again, I decided that it would be a good idea if everyone came for another potluck supper. (Sat. had worked out so great.) As I was adding up how many would be here if everyone came the number added up to 27, and that is when I realized that we closely resemble My Big Fat Greek Wedding.
The scene that played out in my mind was when Tula takes Ian's parents to meet "The Family". They were expecting to meet 4 people and when they arrived the front yard was full of all the relatives. Ian's mother has fear written on her face as she makes her way to meet Tula's father.
That is how I imagined my niece's husband feeling when he came to meet "The Family". (I couldn't help but laugh.)
The evening turned out great and I actually think that my niece and her husband had a good time.
So, what do you think, we're not Greek but don't you think that it may be somewhere in our blood?
My brother and sister-in-law from Germany came to Canada to help settle their daughter into school. While they were in Canada they took the time to visit Mom and Dad. (Their daughter is going to school in a city that is about 6 hours away.) They only had a few days that they could be here so I decided that it would be a great idea to have those of the family that are around here over for a potluck of sorts supper. That way everyone could see them while they were in town without it being to much running for them. When the evening came it turned out that there were 19 of us for supper. It was great and I actually think that everyone had good time. Of course you can't visit on the same level as if it was one on one but with the time crunch I think it worked out well. That was on a Sat. night.
Tues. morning my sister called and said that she and her daughter and her daughter's husband were coming up to see Mom and Dad. They too, only had two days before they would have to fly out. My niece and her husband are from San Diego and those of us in the family that live here have never met her husband as he is from Costa Rica originally. Once again, I decided that it would be a good idea if everyone came for another potluck supper. (Sat. had worked out so great.) As I was adding up how many would be here if everyone came the number added up to 27, and that is when I realized that we closely resemble My Big Fat Greek Wedding.
The scene that played out in my mind was when Tula takes Ian's parents to meet "The Family". They were expecting to meet 4 people and when they arrived the front yard was full of all the relatives. Ian's mother has fear written on her face as she makes her way to meet Tula's father.
That is how I imagined my niece's husband feeling when he came to meet "The Family". (I couldn't help but laugh.)
The evening turned out great and I actually think that my niece and her husband had a good time.
So, what do you think, we're not Greek but don't you think that it may be somewhere in our blood?
Friday, September 12, 2008
"Why Me Lord?"
You ever see the movie The Last Holiday with Queen Latifah?
Today I feel like Georgia Byrd when she asks over and over "why me Lord?".
I haven't felt well for about a week and I'm finally tired of trying to be positive about it. Today I feel like ranting and raving at God for the decisions he makes. So this post is not going to be the most positive posts that I've written but at least I'll get it off my chest and feel like maybe someone has heard me.
Here are the questions I'd like God to answer:
1. How do you decided who to bless and who not to?
2. How do you decided who to allow to be afflicted with illness and who not to?
3. How do you decided when someones life should be over and why then?
4. Why do you allow some to have optimal health? and how do you see that as fair and loving?
5. Why do you allow some to experience miracles and not others?
6. Why when we're desperate do you seem so far away?
7. Why can't you talk in an audible voice so I can hear and get it first time around?
8. If heaven is so great why make us long to hang on to the here?
9. Why don't you make it easier for us to see your plan?
10. As Georgia Byrd would say "Why me Lord? Why now?".
Although I am asking all these questions please know that there is nothing seriously wrong that I'm aware of, it's just that I'm tired of feeling lousy and I don't make the perfect christian with the up beat attitude in all things. When I don't feel well and I'm tired of it, these thoughts go through my mind. As I look at others and realize that there are so many that have it worse than me, I think to myself "why me and not them?". What makes me think that I should be exempt? I do for a moment feel grateful for where I'm at but then I get overwhelmed and forget. I start to complain and ask all these questions.
So there it is for today. I'll be on a much more positive note next time around.
P.S. Lord, why do you make gray hair on the top of our heads and yet our arms and legs get hairier with dark hair that stands out? Shouldn't it be the other way around?
Today I feel like Georgia Byrd when she asks over and over "why me Lord?".
I haven't felt well for about a week and I'm finally tired of trying to be positive about it. Today I feel like ranting and raving at God for the decisions he makes. So this post is not going to be the most positive posts that I've written but at least I'll get it off my chest and feel like maybe someone has heard me.
Here are the questions I'd like God to answer:
1. How do you decided who to bless and who not to?
2. How do you decided who to allow to be afflicted with illness and who not to?
3. How do you decided when someones life should be over and why then?
4. Why do you allow some to have optimal health? and how do you see that as fair and loving?
5. Why do you allow some to experience miracles and not others?
6. Why when we're desperate do you seem so far away?
7. Why can't you talk in an audible voice so I can hear and get it first time around?
8. If heaven is so great why make us long to hang on to the here?
9. Why don't you make it easier for us to see your plan?
10. As Georgia Byrd would say "Why me Lord? Why now?".
Although I am asking all these questions please know that there is nothing seriously wrong that I'm aware of, it's just that I'm tired of feeling lousy and I don't make the perfect christian with the up beat attitude in all things. When I don't feel well and I'm tired of it, these thoughts go through my mind. As I look at others and realize that there are so many that have it worse than me, I think to myself "why me and not them?". What makes me think that I should be exempt? I do for a moment feel grateful for where I'm at but then I get overwhelmed and forget. I start to complain and ask all these questions.
So there it is for today. I'll be on a much more positive note next time around.
P.S. Lord, why do you make gray hair on the top of our heads and yet our arms and legs get hairier with dark hair that stands out? Shouldn't it be the other way around?
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