Pass the cold turkey

I love this day - it's a chance to start over and make all kinds of resolutions that we have no real plans of keeping. Yet, it gives a chance to dream big, wish big and resolve that this year will be different than last year.

I should make a list of the things I do NOT resolve to do...i.e. eat McDonald's, start smoking, etc. I guess I just don't like setting myself up for failure. If I say I won't drink coffee anymore, that's a huge lie and the resolution will be broken by tomorrow at 8:00 am. But if I say I will only drink one coffee/day, that's a bit more reasonable.

Once a few years ago, while watching Oprah, someone made the statement that we should all require more of ourselves. This saying has stuck with me since then and I really like it. It is simple yet powerful. It says so much without promissing stuff that is unattainable.

Therefore, this year, I resolve to RMOY - require more of myself. Therefore, I should get my butt to the gym before it closes.

I figure though, if these don't work there's always Lent.

I was making rather merry

Being back at work a mere 36 hours after the big event reminds me that I am not 12 and on Xmas break. Although it's relatively quiet, there's not a lot to do, and I'm doing a lot of staring outside at the snow, I'd really rather be elsewhere.

I'm also looking online at the place we're staying...when we go to....

PARIS!

Yes, my brother-in-law cashed in his frequent flyer miles and it was enough for Hillary and I to go to Paris. We're going in March and we'll be gone for about 8 days. I can't really believe it's going to happen and I probably won't believe it until I am actually on the plane and we take off. I got my passport out last night and looked through it.

Take a look at the apartment rented for our stay: http://www.vrbo.com/160830

Yes, that's the Eiffel Tower in view. I'm not sure how I got this lucky or why my bro-in-law likes me...but I'm grateful and happy to be spending some of the Springtime in Paris.

Wise men DON'T seek him...they FIND him!

God announces the best gift known in human or spirit history only to two groups of people. Shepherds, which are the lowest of the low in Jewish society, not because they are shepherds, but typically because they can't be bat mizvahed. This is because they can't read or write, which is a requirement to proceed to Jewish manhood. So, instead of living "within the law" they are "out" law if you will. Yet, God chooses to reveal his only son to them...and them alone. Not to the High Priests, not to Herod...or to Rome even...but to shepherds. To the outlaw, to the lowly, the uneducated, smelly and poor. Jesus later identifies himself as the Good Shepherd. Interesting.

Do you get the elegance of this?? He reveals his SON - the long awaited MESSIAH...to only them! It shows how important these folks are to the Kingdom established in the manger in Bethlehem. Messiah has come and he only tells the shepherds. A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.

The 2nd group he reveals to is some Asian men from Babylon. Not a Jew in the bunch...some wise men in Babylon and somehow they figure out that they must go and see he who was born, King of the Jews. This ticks Herod off to no end! The story is so amazing...

God is so amazing...he changes the course of human history with the birth of his son and with who he chooses to tell. I know some shepherds in my life...who I need to be a little nicer to. I also know some wise men.

I'm thankful for tonight and for the revelation of Jesus on earth to Shepherds.

The eagle...or the peace has landed

What a day.

Our internet at work as been out for several days. Since ALL systems I use are internet reliant...I was screwed. I left at 2:30 and headed for the new & improved L.A. Fitness. It is an amazing club. All new machines, weights, racquetball, etc etc. It's kind of like I don't belong there anymore. The best part is the fans they have to cool you as you're walking, riding, or ellipticalling. A.M.A.Z.I.N.G. Now if they would just provide a smoothie boy to bring me a smoothie every now and then.


My time of crisis is just about over and I thank you for bearing the burden with me. It's sucked...trust me. But, thanks to the kindness of friends that is unbelievable and my new found ability to yank money from an old IRA...I will be flush by the end of the year!! I just got the call about the IRA today and it was a Christmas miracle to be sure. I can pay my mortgage and maybe even my car payment!! THANK YOU JESUS (and friends...for acting like Jesus!)

Thanks to all who prayed and continue to pray for me. What a roller coaster.

Peace...peace...God's peace...

My pastor spoke about the peace of Christmas this past Sunday and the message has stuck with me through this week. This has been a HARD week for me. I don't just mean hard in the sense of lots to do and people to please...I mean hard as in I don't know what I'm going to do kinda hard. The hard that causes one to doubt the peace that passes all understanding...the hard that requires friends and family and even blog readers to pray twice as much for you in order to bear the burden. It's the kind of hard that is easy to assume Jesus will not care about or take care of. That's where I'm at...and at this time of year? Shameful!

Yet, my wise pastor's words have stuck with me as he shared that there is a peace that can pass my feeble understanding - a peace that is like oil over the skin - soaks in and is hard to wash off. A peace that I so desperately need at this moment. An "it's gonna be alright" kind of peace. A sitting in Jesus arms kind of peace. A Bethlehem kind of peace.

Deck the Halls! The Shoppin' is done!

I have finished Christmas shopping! I went to Costco today and picked up one more little thing for my friend Theology Mom - a little something for her to take on her trip.

After searching I finally found Ellie's present and can say that I am done! I vowed to by 100% of my gifts online this year (except stocking stuffers) and with one exception...I succeeded!

I am not only done with shopping - I'm done with school for the quarter. Now I can play solitaire at work instead of doing homework!

Now if I could just finish my Christmas cards, clean my house, finish trimming my tree, hang my stockings by the chimney with care and maybe bake something...it would be a Merry Christmas!

I have the Christmas parties this weekend and they should be fun. I also get to work at Mosaic on Sunday after a hiatus. I think I might have gotten fired...but oh well.

Nice job Linus

Charlie Brown: "Isn't there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about!?"

Linus: "Sure Charlie Brown, I can tell you what Christmas is all about...lights please"


"and there were in the same country, shepherds, abiding in the field keeping watch over their flock by night, when lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them and the Glory of the Lord shown round about them and they were sore afraid.

And the angel said unto them, FEAR NOT, for behold I bring you tidings of great joy which shall be to ALL people. For UNTO YOU is born this day in the City of David, a SAVIOR, which is Christ the Lord.

And this shall be a sign unto you, you shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the Heavenly Host praising God and saying 'Glory to God in the Highest, and on earth, peace, good will toward men.'"



That's what Christmas is all about Charlie Brown.

All.night.long

Last night Hillary and I went to my friend Rebecca's house to finish (or start!) our Christmas stamping. It was a fun evening of pizza, ice cream, little red-headed Mallory and stamping! I finally broke down and made 8 different cards and Rebecca helped me get my real Christmas cards ready for assembly. They are really cute.

Rebecca also invited another friend over. This friend is from her church and they are in Stampin' Up together. This is the kind of person who talks...non-stop...all.night.long.

Did I mention that she talked all.night.long. It wasn't the kind of interesting talk either...it was a kind of "all about me" talk that is highly annoying - yet very telling of the kind of insecurities a person has. She wanted to know why I didn't have kids. I didn't really have a good answer and it's been bugging me ever since. My normal answer is "cuz I'm not married..." but that didn't seem to fit this situation. We talked about school and she asked what my MA is in and I told her Organizational Leadership and she laughed and said "so you can organize my closets??" Ha.ha.ha. So not funny (well kinda funny)! This went on all.night.long.

I talked to Hillary about her today as we were all kind of getting annoyed with her-all except Rebecca who was sweet and nice and encouraging and then told me that Stephanie had recently been saved and was really trying to turn her life around. As we were leaving Stephanie said "thanks for including me in your Friday night plans".

She was annoying, talked too much and had way to much hair dye in her eyebrows, but I was reminded that this is EXACTLY the type of person I'm called to love - regardless. And yes...I will include you in our Friday night plans again Stephanie and I will pray for you and your children and boyfriend.

I am not a patriot

I do not think that I hate another NFL football team more than I hate the New England Patriots. They are cheaters, womanizers, gutless, arrogant and jerks. They are not losers, however. Which is probably why I hate them.

Tom Brady has one kid with one woman who he's not married to and is now seeing some scrawny model (not the mother of his son). So, he's a real gem of society. Then there's the coach...biggest cheater in the N.F.L.

And Wes Welker only got me one point on my Fantasy league. Hate should not be something we discuss this close to the holidays..but I can't help it.

Thanks for letting me rant. Seahawks fans unite! This weekend we could clinch the NFC West division (for like the 12th year in a row...). Also, the two Hasselbeck brothers will be squaring off against one another. Should be fun!!

Snow in Seattle

Today I went to Mo for a meeting and when we got done, Christa and I went to Pacific fabrics to get...well...fabric! I needed a new Christmas apron for the one day I may work in December at Mo.

She's so talented and bought fabric to make bags, aprons and other cute little bits for the holidays. Then we went to lunch. I looked outside and (mind you we're in Northgate...some 25 miles from my house) saw huge, white flakes coming down like crazy. Needless to say, I got CW home safe and then it took me only an hour to make it up to my little home.

I have a paper due and my 2nd job staring me in the face. But, I'm blogging and listening to the weather reports to see if Church will be a possibility tomorrow.

I also talked to Phil (my bro-in-law living in Kuwait) and he already reserved a Seabrook house for next Thanksgiving! I love that guy.

Back to work! Get to it!

Cleanliness is next to...

I really want to get my Christmas decorations out and put them up. However, I have this evil punishment that I submit myself to in that I can't put decorations up until my house is clean. My house will not be clean until it grows some 700 square feet or so...or until pig's fly or until Jesus comes back.

I think my house and it's lack of cleanliness correlates directly to my life. More specifically to my checkbook. So, when my checkbook is cleaned up then maybe I'll clean up my house. It's not really that bad. There are a lot of shoes and peer-reviewed articles laying around. I also have a paper due this week and am going to take Thursday off to power-write.

Friday night is a fun evening at Mosaic with the ladies of my church. My friend has the cutest Christmas cards ready for us to make and take and I'm excited for a fun evening of coffee, cards and a few friends.

Other than that..not much happening this week. Maybe, just maybe, I'll clean my house and hang a few lights. I'm getting excited for the holidays!

I love my family

Spending a few days with your family you learn to appreciate them in new ways. Here are a few things I love about my family.

Dad: You are always supportive of your family. You love each of us wholeheartedly and are always willing to give up your seat, game, book, puzzles to any of us that ask. I love you and how you love us.

Mom: You are an amazing nurturer. You take care of each of us so well. You always see the good in each of your children and grandchildren and are not quiet about it. You always make sure we are taken care of first.

Hokey: Your humor and impressions always make me crack a smile. You're always willing to challenge me when I'm sassy and you are not intimidated at anything. Plus you're fun to be with!

Holly: I love your quick wit and your ability to laugh at yourself first. You also have a mind like a steel trap - and you love me anyway! I wish you didn't remember so much, but glad you've forgiven me. Thanks for loving me and putting up with me.

Phil: You crack me up daily and your football knowledge is amazing. You do not treat me like the ugly third wheel stepsister, but always like a friend. You add joy to my entire family and I love that you love my sister (and me) and show it in tangible ways.

Hillary: You are my gal pal when Phil is gone and I so appreciate that you're willing to hang out with me. Bike riding with you today, I was filled with pride and love for you and the wife and sister and daughter you have been. Thanks for loving me and never making me feel awkward or dumb.

Brent: I'm proud of you and how you give me a full kiss on the lips and are not embarrassed of your silly old aunt. I love you.

Ellie: You are fun to be with and I loved that you made my bed everyday. You are great at taking care of me and loving me-silly old aunt.

I'm so thankful for this weekend spent with people I love. I am blessed and grateful that you all love me for me and don't require that my hair be perfect or that I have money in the bank. Thanks for loving me family. I love you!

Thanksgiving Feast

Today was a great day. I've just awoken from a triptophan induced nap and am ready for round 2.

Seabrook is great - there's not a lot too it yet so if you're used to the Oregon coast, this is a little different. I think we'll go into Ocean Shores tomorrow for some holiday shopping. I wonder if any place is open at 5:00 am??

We are getting ready to watch '300' in a bit after the USC game. What a wonderful day to set aside and be thankful. It's a lot of work and we're all tired, but I think we are all happy to be together and remember those we love who are not with us.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Hope it was great!

Over the river....thru the woods

Leaving for the beach today. We are spending Thanksgiving in Seabrook, WA. Normally, we don't all go away as a family so this will be interesting and hopefully fun. We're a great family when we get together but then we all go to our own homes and our own comforts and it will be an interesting mix of who stays up late, who sleeps in all day and how we relate to one another 24 hours a day. Where's my flask??

Here is a picture of the house we're staying in - I think it will be fun!

Hoping you all are thankful to be where you're at and who you're with. Maybe I'll blog tomorrow about 112 things I'm thankful for. Leaving work now is one of them!!

If you love me...do what I say

Today is a hard Sunday for me. It's our Harvest Sunday at church in which we invite our community's homeless and needy for a hearty Thanksgiving meal, cooked and served by all the congregations at SFC. It's hard because it's long, smelly, somewhat mental, loud, and demanding. However, it is the Gospel.

Some of the toughest words from Jesus to us comes from Luke's Gospel. It is Jesus talking to thousands in one of his sermon series. He asks "Why do you call me Lord, Lord and do not do what I say?" (Luke 6:46 NASB). OUCH! I do not ever want to call him my Savior and then turn my back on what he commands me to do (feed the poor, clothe the naked, among other things.)

Today - ONE day out of my year, I will do what he asks. I will put a behavior behind my professed love. I will probably complain, I will probably not be as cheerful as necessary but Jesus doesn't ask for that. He frankly could care less if it's easy or peaceful or if we're happy about it. There is no extra verse that says "do what I say only if it is convenient and you feel good about it." That is a very American view point and I would also suggest anti-Gospel.

So now I'm going to get ready and pick up my nephew, niece and her friend and go and put a behavior behind my love. I will also remember the One who made this possible and in whom I have my salvation and be thankful that I am not on the other side of the serving table. I will also be thankful that I attend a church that allows me to put the behavior of loving into action.

Do you love Jesus? The ONLY way to know is to do, do, do (BEHAVIOR) what he says. Period. Otherwise Matthew 7:21-22 (NASB) may be your fate.

Are we different?

"You are different. You are different because now you know that God exists, and [God] alone matters. It is an overwhelming, awesome thought.... You are different in the sense that now all people belong to you and are part of you, and you belong to all people. At the same time, you belong only to God, and you belong to [God] totally. There is a distinction between you and others, and at the same time, there is no distinction at all, but a blending of all into one. The demarcation that exists is a spiritual one, born of what you have lived and what you can never explain."

- Catherine de Hueck Doherty
Soul of My Soul

I really like this quote - on so many levels. I love that God alone matters. Nothing else. He is the reason for existence...not family, friends, bills, jobs, money, nothing...HE is the reason. I also like it for the responsibility it requires. We know God exists and now are among a set-aside or peculiar people to do his work. We belong to all people, not in some weird existential way that we can't explain - but in a way of responsibility. A way that has no excuse other than loving them. Period. Good, bad, ugly.

We are a marked people - I wonder if any of us really understands that or lives that? We know God...our lives should be different. Things no longer matter...where you live, work, eat, sleep or what you own doesn't matter.

Kind of deep for a Tuesday.

Ode to the mutha

I have not blogged this weekend due to my a) not having internet access and b) taking care of Lora all weekend. The not having internet access was bad - but the charge of motherhood was even harder!

As most faithful blog readers know, I do not have any children. It is only by the grace of God that I have a great neice and nephew and hopefully will have another nephew (Plaxico Hillhouse) soon. But, the Lord, in his infinite wisdom (discussion for another day) thought that I probably would make a better aunt then mother. He is so wise.

This weekend was really fun. Friday night I took my little pal with me to Hillary's. She kept asking when Phil (Hill's husband) was going to go to his house. It was cute. Then on Saturday morning, she had a coughing fit and threw up some mucus. I'm so glad my sister was there. She was calm and kind and Lora said "I think Heidi hates me" and Hillary said "no, she hates throwup." So true!! This night was spent with Lora's feet in my back for what seemed like all night.

Saturday was spent at Lora's - after a thrilling trip to Target for a new My Little Pony beauty salon and the newest Veggie Tale DVD, we were back at Lora's for some down time. I decided at this point, it would be a good idea to give her some medicine for a different problem...needless to say 45 minutes later she was soaking in a bath getting all the cracks and crevices clean. I got it from both ends this weekend!

Saturday night I asked her where she wanted to stay and she said "At Hillary's with that man." I'm assuming she meant Phil. But, Kat and Juicy were nice enough to come over for dinner and then Kat stayed with me for the night. She held Lora until she fell asleep and put her into her own bed. Lora stayed asleep (yes in her own bed!) until 4:30 am. She kind of fake cried and I went and got her. We slept until time for church. It was great.

I have so much respect for mothers and the shear effort it takes to attend to these little, helpless people. I am such a control freak that I wanted it all right all the time and it just isn't going to happen. Christa, you're an amazing mom. Thanks for giving me a taste and letting me spend the weekend with Lola. It was tiring, frustrating, overwhelming and I really realize that it does take a village!!

Going home...taking a nap!

'Tis the Season

Yesterday my sister requested our Christmas lists. This is always fun for me as I get to put down a list of things that I want with all of the hope and anticipation that I might actually get them! This year I put a lot of books - and of course college sweatshirts - one from Ga. Tech that is really cool. It's not a very robust list as I really just want stuff I won't buy myself - which(sadley) is almost nothing!

I was struck, as I was comprising my list, by the fact that there are only three more paychecks until Christmas. This hit me rather hard because I have everyone to buy for and only a few pennies. I wished that I could sew or bake or makes something out of Styrofoam that would immediately bring joy to those I gave to, but alas, I am not creative nor that patient to even stick with it that long. I am sure it will work out - it always does and it's always a fun time to be together.

My brother-in-law is coming home on Thursday and hopefully we'll celebrate his birthday as I was able to buy him a cool t-shirt (big surprise).

Confessions of a RLG

Confession #1 - I have not been to the gym all week. The last time I set foot into L.A. Fitness was on Saturday. I am sure that I had excellent excuses all week long but I certainly can tell a difference. I will go tomorrow for sure, and then do my best to fall back into a pattern of habitual gym lurking.

Confession #2 - I am currently drinking two coffees: an egg nog latte I got this morning (for free) and a caramel machiatto that my friend Michael brought me on his way to work. They are both tasty and I don't need to eat breakfast now.

Confession #3 - I miss my mom.

Confession #4 - I have to work at Mo tonight and I kind of don't want to. There's a concert (which will be fun) but I don't feel like working hard.

Confession #5 - I still have homework to do.

Confession #6 - I called my little sister last night and quoted one of the greatest bumper stickers of all time and then hung up: "Something Wiccan this way Comes." Classic.

Confession #7 - I am doing homework while I should be working.

Confession #8 - I cancelled my trip to L.A. over the holidays (to go to school) because I needed the money.

Confession #9 - I have some of the best friends and family the world has ever known.

Sorry my confessions are not that scandalous. My life is not that exciting.

Life is short..

I have always thought it would be fun to explore the city and find new places to go and hang out which basically means eat. Seattle is so full of fun little neighborhoods and each of these holds a plethera of establishments, some good & some not so good, but all open for exploration. I remember once when my friends, Kat & Juicy took me to a little neighborhood restaurant in Magnolia - it was so fun and really good Chicken Fried Steak (why did I capitalize that?).

So, my youngest sister also has this wanderlust and we decided that we would go and explore these city nooks each Saturday. Well, we had good intentions but we have yet to start. I was hoping for this Saturday - maybe go explore West Seattle - California Street. I think the only eating criteria is that we have not ever been there before (and it has to be reasonable, price wise). I'm excited for this adventure and hope that she & I make the time to be together and get out and explore.

Any recommendations from the blogesphere?

Brick House

The ghost party was great until the hostess got sick, fell asleep and had to go home. Poor little Dutchman. Her costume was so cute and her soulbag was the best!

We were listening to some spooky Halloween songs and then we put on Disco - which is all Bee Gee's and other great songs of disco. So, Hillary and I start bustin' a move. Finally, when Brick House came on, everyone, even Bree, reported to the dance floor. It was truly fun. I am very sore today, however. I do not think I've danced like that in years and Hillary even did a break dance.

My favorite costume, besides the Dutchman, was Juicifer - he was hilarious!

Taking Ellie to High School Musical tonight. We should have fun.

Hashing Slasher

I'm going to a Halloween party this weekend hosted by a 3-year-old. She assigned everyone their costumes as well. She assigned me "Hash Slinging Slasher". WHAT? What exactly is a hash slinging slasher? Well, I've learned since then that it's some sort of fish with a spatula.

So, I kind of thought I could just get away with wearing jeans and a t-shirt...but OH NO. All of the people coming are going all out which leaves me tomorrow to find a frickin' fish costume. I'm secretly excited though and think it will be fun. I hope we all get to dance to Thriller!

Have a spooky weekend - unless you don't celebrate Halloween and if you don't celebrate, stop reading my blog and be gone with you!

Tammy Update

Today I worked all day at Mosaic. Yes, I'm qualifying for sainthood within the catholic church and this is my miracle I'm trying to confirm. Anyhow, Tammy comes in this morning with the BIGGEST black eye I've ever seen. The entire left side of her face was bloody, swollen and bruised. I went over to her and asked her if she was o.k. - and then asked what happened? She said she was in an accident over the weekend. I asked her if it was in her car-and she said "I don't want to talk about it."

So, if I ever see her derelict boyfriend again I don't think I'll be able to hold it together. We called her social worker and it was kind of like "there's nothing we can really do" response...so now I do not know what my response should be. Feed her...let her hang out...what??

Not who you might think...

Click the title link above (or here: http://minnesota.publicradio.org/projects/ongoing/select_a_candidate/poll.php?race_id=13) to take an interesting survey about the Presidential candidate you most match issues with.

Answer the questions honestly...you may be surprised at who your number one is! I was!

Reader discretion advised - Mosaic, I owe you a $1

I'm not a writer like fellow bloggers Jen & Lori...but I'm going to lay this out and hope you get what I'm trying to convey. If you don't just tell yourself "I must have had to be there..." and move on.

Last night at Mosaic Christa and I were working. Our resident schizo/homeless/mentally ill/daughter of Liz Taylor - Tammy - was there. She is usually there from when the doors open to when they close and eats all three meals there with some mochas and whip cream in between. She has a car or van or something that she parks in the Lutheran church lot where she sleeps. She doesn't smell very good and breaks out in tears often and has great stories floating in her mind that sometimes find their way out.

She was giddy last night because her male companion (friend/boyfriend/saboteur) was there and they left together at about 7:30 or so - at which time she turns to Christa and me and says "see you guys...love you!" A little while later he comes back in and asks for a cup of water. Then she comes back in and says "wow, that was fast!" I looked at Christa and just said "I hope that doesn't mean what I think it means."

Then she puts a dollar into the donation box. Her money she had earned...she put into our donation box. I lost it. I sobbed for about 10 minutes. Poor Christa - not quite sure what to do with me.

I took the dollar - I have it and will look at it and remember Tammy. She gave what she earned - however she earned it - to Mosaic. To us. To Jesus.

Free day

The power went out at work today about 10:15 or so - so we went home. I actually went down to the Kent View campus and hung out with my friend Diane and to see her mating frogs. It's very quiet as all the teachers and administrators are at an ACSI conference. It was very odd. I didn't get anything done, but it was fun.

Went to work out and now back home staring at a few hours of homework that I've slacked off on. Tomorrow, a usability study in downtown Seattle - I need the money -and then working at Mo. Pretty boring week mostly.

I'm hoping my power doesn't go out. I've lit a fire just in case.

'Tis a Glorious Church

This weekend was my church's 100th anniversary. It was full of pageantry and splendor...not really but close. The music was awesome and the speaker gets the Gospels - I even told him so after the service. I could not stop crying and it could very well be from the conviction in my evil hard heart.

I am going to share a conviction I had during today's service...which was AWESOME..can't say it enough. As I'm standing there, crying uncontrollably, the Lord proceeds to say to me "I brought you here to do a good work in you and for you...and you #*&% all over it by how you treat people?"

Now, mind you, that was not a direct quote. I doubt God says the "S" word...but I got the message loud and clear. He brought me there - through a series of events and I can't stop crying about the story He is telling since I've been there. The story of Lora and MO and he is crying out to do a good work for us and in us and I need to remember that. My heart was changed today. It won't be perfect...and I will continue to stumble and deal with my mistrust or dislike of others until HE is perfected in my heart.

Thank you for the 100 years and that I get to be a small piece of the next 100!

Football Friday

Yes friends, it's another football Friday. As we all bow our heads and get ready for non-stop football it's time for your favorite segment: Ask the Football Girl!

Dear FBG:
What exactly is the West Coast Offense?
Signed: Eastsider

Dear Eastsider,

The West Coast Offense (WCO) is really a misnomer. The explosive system originated in Cincinnati by the late Bill Walsh who brought it to the West Coast in the late 60's.

Basically, the WCO relies on passing first - then running. These passes are not your deep slot routes run by one guy all the way down the field. They are typically shorter passes (5-10 yards) and the routes can be run by a wide-receiver, tight end or running back. Therefore, instead of a single deep threat, an offense now has several shorter plays to run - and several offensive threats in the arsenal. It relies heavily on a quarterback who is accurate, but not necessarily strong.

Over the years, each team has developed their own version of Walsh's WCO, but any deviation from a typical slot receiver and two back offense may use pieces or parts of the WCO. It is fun to watch!

If you watch the Hawks this weekend, you'll see a lot of WCO - Hasselback uses his Tight Ends, RB's and short pass receivers very well in this plot. Watch for it this weekend.

Keep those questions coming! Game face on!

"What is...smarty pants?"

The answer: "Nickname for Heidi when she plays Kid Jeopardy."

I like to convince myself that I am somewhat intelligent most of the time. However, I never feel as smart as I do when I watch Kid Jeopardy! I rocked at this game tonight-it was amazing. I actually think I got all of them right; with one exception: I did not know that Queen Elizabeth's mother died in 2002.

Realizing, I was playing against 10-year-olds, I still kicked some major kid butt.

Please Pray this week

Sunday's are a tough night for me. It's really more my perception of how my friends and family view Sunday night - a real family time. A time when the week's preparations are made and just being together. I get really lonely, for some reason, on Sunday nights.

This week will be tough for my friends at SFC. Not tough in a bad way, but hard and stressful and tiring. It is the 100th anniversary celebration of the organization of this local parish. It's an exciting time as this place has been through many ups and downs and now, I feel, we're really on a journey together that can be life changing. It's an exciting time.

I'm also praying for my family. My folks especially. I'm praying also for some good opportunities for them monetarily. The Lord is so faithful, I know that for a fact. However, I also know that we need money in our checkbooks. I know he will provide a way for my parents - but praying for their needs and their blessing.

Thanks for joining me in this this week. If there is anything I can specifically pray for you - please feel free to share. This week I will pray for strength for Mark & Christa, money for my mom & dad and a good opportunity. I pray for myself as well. This desert is hard. NO NEW shoes for sure!! Pray for Phil and his safety and H&H and their return to Seattle after lounging in Florida for a week. Lucky.

Thanks for praying for me and those I love.

Ask the football girl

Yes friends, your favorite column is back...ask the football girl. I will answer any and all football questions, right here, right now. Unless there's a game on.

Let's get going!

Dear F.G.
What are the four ways a runner's progress can be stopped?
Signed, Rookie

Dear Rookie,
This is a great question - for a rookie. Just playin'. A runner's advancement down the field can be stopped in 4 ways;
1. His forward movement is stopped (by tackle)
2. He is down by rule (he has knee, leg, butt, any body part except hand or foot on the ground)
3. He steps out of bounds, and finally,
4. He fumbles the ball out of bounds.

Keep the questions coming kids. There's a lot of football to go!!

How do I get myself into these situations??

A conversation between me and my boss (the superintendent of schools)

Blair: Why are there pink M&M's in the M&M dispenser?
Heidi: October is breast cancer awareness month.
Blair: I don't know if I can work with pink M&M's in our dispenser.
Heidi: You must respect the ....
Blair: I think I know what you're about to say...
Heidi: breast!

Goodbye little Flower

After three years of watching Meerkat Manor, tonight's episode was very sad. Flower passed away. She was the matriarch of the Whisker's clan and raised several litters of pups, including Shakespeare (who died in Season 2), Mitch, Mozart & Izzy. She was an amazing leader and kept her family together despite difficult circumstances, wayward daughters and drought. Also in tonight's episode, she took in a little Zappa pup that had lost its way Normally, Flower would have killed a rival gangs pup, but in this case, she spared little Axel's life. It is a very interesting culture.

She died of a Cape Cobra snake bite. The cobra was lurking in the babysitting burrow threatening Flower's new born pups. The Meerkats use a technique called "mobbing" to try and scare the snake. However, since the snake was in their burrow, Flower had to go into the burrow, alone and try to find the snake. She went below, and was bitten in the head. Her head swelled up and she died rather quickly, laying in the front of her burrow.

Life is tough in the Kalahari.

You can get seasons one & two on Netflix or at Blockbuster and I encourage anyone to watch this excellent show. It's a great tribute to family and I think how God imagined a family to be-even in the animal kingdom.

Barack the Vote '08

Since this is my blog...I am going to go out on a limb and perhaps offend a few lurkers with what I'm about to confess.

I donated to Barack Obama's campaign this weekend. I have not donated to any political cause or campaign before (with the exception of Sojourners, which I don't consider overtly political) but I am excited that for the first time in this country, we actually have a person of color being considered for the job of President...someone who could actually win!!

As a person who loves a bit of diversity, this excites me. I really could care less if he was democrat or republican, I'm just pleased to see him doing well and hope that he has a chance. I encourage you to review his policies and ideas.

Here is his website...http://www.barackobama.com/

I think it's exciting and will certainly make the next 13 months interesting. Something to tell my niece and nephew someday!

I wanna ROCK

I took Brent to his first Rock & Roll concert last night. We saw STYX, Foreigner and Def Leppard. What a night! Those boys can play some bad ass guitar and Brent and I played some bad ass air guitar. I must say that while Brent is a huge STYX fan, I found Foreigner to be the best "show" as far as songs, talent and originality. Dennis DeYoung of course is no longer with STYX and it's very difficult to replace that voice. They did sing Renegade & Too Much Time on my Hands, which took me back to 7th grade Summer Camp at Black Butte. I was so sure Carl Hedin was in love with me; even though he was like in college.

I was sharing with my friends at work today that I took Brent and we had a great time with friends Kat & Juice. I also decided that I will never leave CW or Hillary behind again! Even MW would love to rock...I think. It was a great venue and would be so much fun with a big group. I also shared that there was not one bad word said, no degradation of women, no discussion of ridin' dirty. Just good ol ROCK & ROLL! Sometimes it's good to hear it and I sang louder than I have in a long time.

There were people of all ages there too - some couples my parents age while there were a lot of young people - who probably grew up listening to their parents listen to Def. All in all, it was a great evening!

Take me to the edge

Today is my one-year anniversary at Rainier Christian Schools. Faithful blog readers will remember my painful blogs as I was learning this system and how bored I was for many weeks - until I got to know the people and the systems and now it's a groove. Grooves are nice.

I was talking to my big boss (Mr. Superintendent) and we were talking about people who have everything in life (seemingly) handed to them and have never once had to rely on God's provision or grace. These are people like my Aunt, my baby rose cousin, and this other guy we work with. Now, mind you, this is OUR perception as I'm sure they have suffered their own small (pitiful?) trials and tribulations. Blair was saying that these people have never walked to the edge. Not to mention stepped off the edge..but never even come close to the edge. They are conservative, and I don't mean conservative Christians or in the political sense like they only vote for Bush - they are scared.

Scared Christians. They don't trust Jesus enough to get out of the boat, walk to the edge, open a coffee house, take a $14,000 pay cut, ask for healing from cancer, provide for a school district $500,000 in the hole. They have never had to rely on Jesus too much. Yet they love him just the same and they have a relationship with him.

I don't get it. I'm just glad he called me to the edge and asked me to jump. It has been a year of struggle, monetarily mostly...but I've made it thanks to friends, parents, sisters, financial aid and cashing out some retirement. It's still a struggle...but I've jumped and some of the best people I know have also jumped and it's a fun ride down!

The story of Ruby & Nellie

Author's note: Names have been changed to protect the innocent.

Once there was a little gymnast named Ruby and her friend Nellie. They had a love hate relationship and although they were on the same team for gym, they had a secret rivalry throughout their competition. Ruby was also not a very nice little girl and Nellie was usually very nice to her. Nellie's aunt Fleidi, however, knew there was something fishy about Ruby and her mother Shana.

Life went on for Ruby and Nellie until one day when Nellie's gym coach, Faynadi (he is Russian) told them that Ruby could no longer come to gym because Ruby's mom had embezzled $9000 from the Booster Club.

When Nellie's aunt Fleidi picked her up today, we said a little prayer for Ruby and her mom. Her mom was arrested and will face charges of theft. Nellie is sad, and cried a little, but she is strong and she knows that Jesus will give her friend Ruby peace.

The end.

Sweet Baby Roses

Went to Granny's 100th birthday party today. There were so many people there! It was a very nice day to honor her and her 100 years. She didn't know who was there and you could tell she was in a daze.

My BFF went with me. It's so nice to have her to take to these events and of course My Little BFF went too (Lora) and she was a hit. I usually hate these kinds of events, but once I got there, it was like old times and it was nice to see everyone again. I miss those people and it is true that the kids grow so fast!

I was thankful that my mom and sisters were there and Brent was the cutest of all the boys! I was proud of our little family amongst all the other folks there. We are good girls and we all love Jesus and try to be obedient.

All the way home, Hillary and I explained our family dynamic to Christa (who listened with rapt attention!) and it was interesting to recite the lives of these people integral to who I am, whether or not we see one another once a year or once a lifetime. Some of my family members have been through some crappy times - some of their own making and some not. I appreciate that my cousin Pete remembers what car I drive or that my cousin Steve remembers my name or that my cousin Jackie grabs my rear or that Bart wants to talk about his non-profit work. I wanted to hold Ben in my lap like I used to but he's like 6 feet 4 now...so kind of hard.

I need to get a copy of my cousin Jeannie's song she wrote for Granny. I think it was the highlight as she's always been everyone's favorite. I'm sure there wasn't a dry eye in the house...but I'm the only doctoral candidate in the entire family So there Jeannie!

Granny is 100!

My grandma turned 100 today. She was born on September 20, 1907!! She is an amazing woman (much like my mother) and has seen and lived through some interesting times. She played the violin and wanted to be a Missionary Doctor. She went to the UW for a little bit in the 20's. She grew up on Queen Anne Hill in a house built by her father, my great grandfather - and had a sister (Aunty Lou who had an affair with a doctor and was "killed" on the railroad tracks in a car with him! SCANDEL!! I love her!) and two brothers - one who died at a young age of TB. Her other brother, Roland, lived in Washington D.C. and used to travel around with his eccentric wife in a motor home.

She married Ben Welch, my very handsome grandfather and they had four kids-three girls and one boy. My mom is the youngest. They lived their whole life on 13th Street in Ballard/Crown Hill and then she moved to a house by the water right before my grandpa died.

I remember them coming to visit us often but my fondest memories are of going to her house for the holidays. This was such a passion for our family that one particularly crappy year we lived in California, we packed up one December 23 in our compact car (all 5 of us!) and drove to Granny Welch's house just so we wouldn't miss her on Christmas. I really didn't want to miss her Chocolate Christmas cookies that she makes every year from a recipe from her mother.

She also loved to go to the mall. Month-end at The Bon was her favorite. Shopping was something she was very good at and I like to think I take after her in that area. Holly got the ankles...I get the shopping gene.

There is something about her...she has never commented on my weight, tattoos, spending habits, or hair color. She has loaned me more money, without question, than I can ever repay. She loves me unconditionally. She does make sure I love Jesus though - and we still talk to this day about Him and our relationship with Him.

I am proud and grateful for this legacy. The Lord puts us in families and I'm so grateful that I got mine!!

New Book Alert

There is a new book coming out on October 16 by Alice Sebold.

She wrote The Lovely Bones and Lucky. Both of these books are wonderful and highly recommended.

Maybe we should start a Mosaic book club?? We could meet on Friday nights before a concert? Just thinking...dreaming...wishing...

Ode to the Chocolate Chessman (and post-Ode comments)

Update to the Ode...

I promptly ate two (2) 100 calorie packs, went to have my cavity filled, got lots of novacaine, went to work-out with my trainer and threw up Chocolate Chessman after about 30 minutes. I am sure it's not the Chessmen's fault - I will blame it all on the novacaine. I am so glad I made it to the bathroom and they have very loud toilet flushes at L.A. Fitness!!


How I love thee?? Let me count the ways.

If you have not tried the Chocolate Chessman 100 calorie packs...let me invite you to join me in this delectable afternoon treat. Perfect for right before you go to the dentist to have a cavity filled!

Sorry CW!

I find that I usually freak out on Sundays. I want everything and everyone to be happy and enjoy their time and worship and I tend to tense up if things don't go as planned. I had to bring Brent & Ellie and they wanted to bring friends which was great, but different and unexpected. Now I'm confessing a down side to my steller personality here so please, go easy on me.

So, today we started Sunday School which was great but I found my freaky old crabby church lady personality coming out. I wanted everything to be good and right and I freaked and didn't even make Christa a drink because I didn't want it to be "LOUD", my bestest (yes, I said it!!) friend in the world... So, for this I apologize and will make hers first every Sunday.

Then we went to church and my sister was no where to be seen - either of them! It was such a great service - the singing, the readings, everything really just was excellent and I realized that I can just relax and let things happen and everyone will be fine.

We even had a good bored meeting. It was fun and I'm getting excited for the 100th anniversary - never thought I'd be excited for that...but I am. Mark promissed pagentry...I want pagentry!

Confessions of a swearing 3rd grader

I was talking tonight with my friend whose son just started kindergarten. He is doing great even though there are adjustments to be made and learning curves to survive - he tells some wonderful stories!

It reminded me of my own issues while in elementary school. There were the scary ones about being picked last for kick ball or who my boyfriend would or wouldn't be in the 2nd grade. There was one boy who liked me all throughout elementary school. His name was Raymond. I was never very nice to him, but he persevered. He got me a little necklace one Christmas. And one day..it was pouring rain when we had to walk home and Raymond, all of about 9 or 10 gave me his umbrella to walk with and he headed home in the pouring rain. Luckily my mom came to pick me up and we went to find Raymond to give him a ride.

There are some days when I remember how much he liked me and how mean I remember being to him and my heart grieves for him and I hope he is well and I bow my head to say a prayer for him. At least someone liked me and wanted to marry me...once.

I remember an incident in third grade when I was sent to the Principal's office - Mr. Hockstetter. He was small, thin and wore a lot of Grecian formula. He had little glasses too and a hook nose which made him look like a "hawk" thus befitting his name. He also smoked a lot of menthol cigarettes. I was on the playground, upside down on the bars. I had chosen to wear a skirt that day and buck convention and go upside down on the bars anyway. Well, a boy named Mike Murray (who I know my mother will remember) came up to me and grabbed the skirt and tried to pull it up/down or whichever way so he could see my undies.

I was mortified. I ran to the playground teacher and promptly told her that Mike Murray had tried to f*#k me. Yes, I said the f-word - that glorious word that has survived generations. It was really the only word that described exactly what Mike Murray was trying to do!!

I got sent to Mr. Hockstetter's office. My mom was called and she came to retrieve me in her humiliation and shame. The pastor's wife...picking up her daughter from school for saying the F word. I don't even remember getting in trouble. My mom knew Mike Murray and realized that he would probably be in jail someday and understood my plight. Thanks mom, for being cool and hating Mike Murray too!

And Raymond...wherever you are...thanks for the necklace.

Fall Reading List

I have not given a reading list lately and since school is over this week (for the quarter) I will be grabbing some books I've wanted to read. Here is a list of what they may be:

1. Special Topics in Calamity Physics by Marisha Pessl
A little wordy and rift with cliches, it's a good mystery about a young girl and her dad after the loss of their mother/wife.

2. Messy Spirituality by Mike Yaconelli
"I go into churches and everyone seems to feel so good about themselves..."

3. Sin in the Second City: Madams, Ministers, Playboys, and the Battle for America's Soul by Karen Abbott.
A real life story of the Everleigh sisters and the brothel they operated in Chicago during the early 1900's. Kind of similar to Devil in the White City (GREAT BOOK!)

4. China Road: A Journey into the Future of a Rising Power by Rob Gifford.
Rob is an NPR correspondent who had an excellent series several years ago while journeying on China's route 312 - some 3000 miles stretching from Shanghai to a small town in Turkestan. Called the Old Silk Road - this book chronicles more of this amazing journey - and since I've been to Shanghai...twice, I thought it would be fun to read and I liked his stories on NPR.

5. Girl Meets God: A Memoir by Lauren Winner.
Recommended by both Jen on This Pile and my personal trainer...I thought I would give this a whirl. I did NOT like her Real Sex - as it didn't give me permission to have pre-marital sex...dangit!

6. Upside Down: A Primer for the Looking-Glass World by Eduardo Galeano
Reading this book feels like an acid trip. It has an amazing way of wrapping its ideas around your head and then leaving you to figure out how to unwrap yourself. Think of being in a maze and realizing you will come out eventually - after all you can't live in the maze. I need others to read this so we can talk about it (Bill & KL Mayhew??)

This should take you through the rainy days of fall-scary Ghost Parties and Thanksgiving turkey!

If anyone else has recommendations, please chime in!

Assistant to the Regional Manager

Yes, I am the assistant to the regional manager...that is Regional Mortgage Manager. My sister got a promotion at her illustrious job at First Tech. I am so proud of her. Jealous as well. She's always had my life...the husband, kids, carpools, great job - I don't think she's ever been arrested...pretty much had a great life. Where did I go so wrong? Anyway...

She got a big ass promo and I'm proud of her. She rocks and we're celebrating next Sunday night and I just may make Mom drink an Alabama Slammer in her honor!

Way to go Holly - you are smart and talented and way better looking. I am proud to be your sister! Can I borrow some money?

Saturday is game day

Today my dad and I went to the UW vs. Boise State football game. I thought, for a moment, that the stadium had more orange than purple, but finally the fans showed up. It was a great win for the Huskies as we have not beaten a ranked team in 11 tries! I told my dad that I sure didn't like working at UW, but I'll watch football there any day!!

However...tomorrow is the day I've been waiting for since last January. It's the start of "real" season football with the Hawks taking on the spurious Tampa Bay Bux...kind of the Raiders of the East if you will. John Gruden is a bad ass coach and they have typically had a great defense but our boys are ready. It's going to be a very good year and we have a good schedule.

And yes, faithful blog followers will have to endure the next four months as there will be at least weekly football postings. I may even start a column called "Ask the football chick" - all your football questions answered right here...right now.

Gotta go watch LSU & Va Tech..after all WE ARE THE HOKIES!

Ruff Ryders 2007

I am wholly into Fantasy Football. I don't have a lot of fantasies in my life (there's one about meeting someone while on the treadmill, and another about a closet built entirely for shoes...but I digress) but my main one right now has to be FF 2007. It will make watching all the NFL games this year so worth it because I now have a hardcore stake ($10.00) in each game my player's participate in.

Here is the breakdown:
QB's - Vince Young (Tennessee) & Matty Leinart (AZ)
RB's - L.T. (YES!!), Deuce McAlister (PHILLY), Julius Jones (DAL) & D'Angelo Williams
W.R. - Chad (bad ass) Johnson (CIN), Anquan Bolden (AZ), Braylon Edwards, Joe Juravicious

Def: Chicago Bears & Dallas Cowboys
T.E. Kellen Winslow & Vernon Davis
Kickers: (The tokens) David Akers (PHILLY) & Jason Hansen (DET)

I am so excited!

Why

Why do I do this to myself? I have 2 huge projects (drafts) due tomorrow and I have not even started. I also have to draft my Fantasy Football team on Monday, go to church, have a BBQ, etc. UGH!!

I always wait until the last minute. At least football is on to help me cope. I love how they talk (in week one!!) about Heisman candidates as well. It's so funny! I do like DeSean Jackson from Cal - he looks good. Va. Tech won today too - it's good to have football as a venue for them to come together. I got goosebumps watching the opening day ceremonies.

I will get it all done, I usually do - just have to power through. See ya on the other side.

Incentive is everything

A conversation yesterday at the Krispy Kreme after the Mariner game:

Dad: If you knew for sure that you would get a million dollars if you walked from Seattle to L.A. would you do it?
Heidi: Of course! But if you offered me $1000 to lose 100 pounds I would not do it.
Dad: Yes, because the incentive is not worth the changing of our behavior.
Heidi: This doesn't sound good.
Dad: So, why don't we change our behavior in order to ensure Dianne's wellness?
Heidi: Because we know it won't do any good?
Dad: Sad. We don't pray, fast, lay hands on...
Heidi: Because we don't believe?
Dad: What if we were guaranteed her wellness?
Heidi: We would change our behavior.

I hate waking up early because I feel convicted.

Just like Jesus

Today is my mom's birthday. I tried to think of something really witty to blog about her...but I couldn't. I think it may be partially exhaustion, partially lack of wit.

I had a good friend tell me today that there was nothing...NOTHING...(in my past or otherwise) I could do that would ever make her not love me or be my friend - and that is how I think of my mom. Believe me, I've tested this...and it's true. She makes me a better person for being with her because she loves me like Jesus. She shows me his love, in person, everyday and I believe that God puts us the lonely in families and I am SO glad he put me in mine! MOM, it was YOU who are just like Jesus...this whole time I thought it was Dad!!!

I love you mom and am so glad you were born. I hope you live as long as Granny!

We are a family...like a giant tree

I took Ellie and Brent to see Hairspray yesterday with some friends. Brent was gracious and sat through the "chick flick" but I'm sure he secretly enjoyed it. It was a cute movie and very redeeming. I had never seen it before and highly recommend it to anyone - and I don't even like musicals!!

Also, figured out that a new tire costs more than I make in a week - but someone at church handed me an envelope with money for a "new shoe for my car" it was very sweet, very welcome and made me cry. The note said "u r family" and it reminded me of another musical Dreamgirls, where they sing this amazing song about being a family, like a giant tree, stretching up to the sky...I loved that analogy and I love that the sermon yesterday was about the church being family. It was just further confirmation that SFC is doing great things for the Kingdom and I get to be there!

Bad attitude = Flat tire

I worked a special event at Mo today. While it was fun to be with Mark & Christa, I had a bad attitude about the people I was to serve. Partly because I worked 8 hours...after working all week and I have the kids and they are stressful (not bad, just added stress). It was wrong and I was wrong and as I was beating myself up on the way home, I realized that my wheel was pulling a little to the right. I thought that was odd and then even more odd, that I couldn't keep my car on the road.

I picked up the phone to call my brother-in-law to see what could be causing this and a guy drove up beside me and mouthed the words every single woman driving home alone down Interstate 5 wants to hear: "you have a flat!" DAMN.

I called my dad first, not sure why, maybe I needed to hear the buck-up speech and I also needed the Triple A phone number. I called Triple A and text messaged Adair & Kat. Just for moral support. Adair was eating and didn't answer for two hours (thanks...I could have been killed!) and Kat answered right away and was ready to send Juicy D out to rescue me. She couldn't leave, you see, as the Seahawks were beating Minnesota! (Sweet home Alabama!).

After one very nice Vietnamese gentleman stopped to help me with his broken English, Triple A arrived within 20 minutes and not even 10 minutes later, I had my full sized spare on and ready to go. I love AAA! If you don't have it...get it! It's well worth the 60/year as evidenced today!

Just remember my little story when you want to have a bad attitude. Not only do you lose jewels in heaven, you get flat tires on earth!! Lesson learned.

Domestic Diva

I have the kids starting today. They are old enough to stay home alone during the day, but not quite over night and of course, they can't drive to the trillion places they have to be each day. How my sister & bro-in-law do it...I'll never know.

I'm taking them to Red Robin tonight. But...I must confess that today at lunch I ate 5 pieces of pizza. I don't know why except it was there and I was bored. I then worked out but still...I'd still have to be at the gym to make up for that much pizza. What is my problem??

Tomorrow Brent has orientation at his new Jr. High. It's really close to my work, which somehow makes me feel better. Then Ellie has gym and then we all go to Mosaic. Ellie just got her HPV shot and her arms are sore. I can't believe she is old enough to be "one less" which is how she described the shot. Funny kid.

I am going to figure out how to cart them about without a mini van.

Juicy's in the hospital

I was going to rantblog about stupid bumper stickers and how funny I think it is when people put their picture on their blog (usually looking very contemplative), but then Kat calls and Juicy D is in the hospital! He had a bad morning and they decided to go to ER - his EKG was abnormal and his blood enzymes were abnormal - so they admitted him overnight.

I love you both and am praying for answers. This weekend, we looked at Psalm 118:6 and I think it's perfect...

Love you and everyone, let's pray together.

Nobody got punched....

I survived Family Camp 2007. Ok...ok...it was actually...fun. And yes, Hillary and I already made plans for next year. My prediction was that Phil will be home, she will be a little bit pregnant, and I will miraculously be wearing a 2K ring on my left ring finger! Dreaming..yes, maybe it was all the fresh air and dirt.

It really was a great time. I am so thankful for the TIME we got to spend together, and I didn't have to drive to Seattle to play with Lora and Will and talk to their parents, nor did I have to drive to Snoqualmie or Redmond to see Hillary and my parents. We were all there together! It was nice to walk into the great room in the morning and see my dad playing Black Belt Sudoku. I had someone to sit with, to talk to and to complain about people who are ALWAYS first in line. It was nice.

Floating the river was fun - it got a little cold at the end and watching CW tip over made me a little nervous, but Hillary saved her and they made it back to shore. It was also fun to be with Brent & Ellie - they had a great time and helped when asked and played well with others. They are such good kids.

It was also good to hear dad preach again. He told good stories, that always make me cry and make me want to know Jesus more - more than I think I do and more than anything else in my life. I want to know him and love him and dad helps me do that better.

I will also say that the food was great! We have some good cooks there and we didn't go hungry that's for sure!

We got home this afternoon and I already miss hanging out with people...maybe this is what being "in community" feels like. I don't do it well, but this once a year weekend is nice! Here's to FC 2008!

PS: Here's the story of Lobo...http://www.mainlesson.com/display.php?author=seton&book=wild&story=lobo

Don't be scared!

Bring it Baby

It's preseason-but I don't care. I have been without football for six months - and it's been a long, dry, hot and desperate six months. Today is the first of several Seahawks pre-season games - one of which I will go to with Kat & Juice.

Finally...stop reading and turn it to NBC and sing it with me....

Are you ready for some football?
A Sunday night Party??

The day of my birth

38 years ago today....geez. Who ever thought I would be this old!? I remember when I was young, calculating how old I would be when we got to the year 2000 - I thought that was so old!

My 24th birthday was probably the best...it was about 7:30 am and I had a day off from my stellar job as 7-Eleven clerk when my mom came in my room to tell me that my birthday present was about to arrive! I leaped out of bed and could barely wait to get to the hospital. Then at 2:50 pm the little red-headed boy, who would change me from merely a sister and a daughter to an aunt, was born. He was so cute and such a good baby. It is a title I proudly hold and he is an amazing boy - young man. I am so blessed.

I got to spend some time today with my mom - and she baked me a red velvet cake - just like the day Brent was born. Kathy McCrory brought me a red velvet cake to the hospital. It's kind of a tradition.

Mom and I saw Harry Potter - it was great. Then I took my cake to work at Mosaic - got a new apron from CW and family and it's so cute!! I got two compliments on it from customers. I love it!

Hillary worked with me - it was really fun - we had a band Quiet by 10, and then Adair and her husband came. I was able to share cake with all of them and even Tammy, the homeless lady who is a fixture at Mo...she asked me what day it was and wished me happy birthday. She loved the cake - ate the whole piece. Thanks mom, for letting me share my birthday with her. It meant a lot.

Tomorrow is Ajax - a great family tradition! I'm tired...it's late and I am old.

Learning to live

At my church this summer we are talking about what it means to be "the church" and no, it's not the building. Last week we talked about the church as community. We broke into groups and started talking about this subject and our task was to come up with one word...only one...that defined community. Leave it to my group to get the woman full of godly (yes small "g") wisdom. The first thing she said was "community is love!" I could not contain my disdain (surprising I know) and I said that I disagreed that community=love. I said that personally, I lived in community with people I couldn't stand and could not fathom loving...so to me, community did not equal love. This is a whole other post for another day.

She would not leave me alone. After church she talked to me again about different things. I have found myself, this week, thinking about her and praying for her. I want the Jesus that I know and love to be the same Jesus she knows. However, she is still full of shitty church talk about things being "God's will" or "knowing God is in control" and other such nonsense. Yet, still, here it is Tuesday and I'm still worried about her and praying for her and wanting her to know that Jesus is close to her and her son and their issues. I pray for God's peace and presence and that she would pray loudly for what she wants...asking God boldly to give her and her son healing, peace and the exact therapy they want. Approach boldly - like you know God will do this because he loves you! If for no other reason!

Linda, I pray for you and your son today - that God would answer your prayers exactly as you ask - not "if its his will" because I know he loves you and I want him to show you so you can leave the church-talk behind. Now, can I think of something else?

Blue Angel Madness

I love the Blue Angels. No one in my immediate family is in the military or anything, but for some reason these guys do it for me.

Today, Hillary, Brent and I went up to the SFC roof to try and watch. So chaser #6 comes by really close and I stand up and wave at him..all of a sudden he does a little woop woop and leans his wing toward us saying "hey there...thanks for waving!" Hillary cried and we all high-fived. It was amazing and I decided I will always watch them when they come to Seafair, come hell or high water.

20 things to do in August

It's August...the dog days of Summer are upon us and I have a few things I would like to do in the month of August...

1. Sit outside on my deck-enjoying my huge fuchsia hanging basket
2. Finish the Great Purge of '07
3. See my very wise and oh so cute middle sister once or twice
4. Endure Family Camp (I can do it...I can do it...)
5. Watch the Seahawks
6. Hang out with my favorite niece and nephew
7. Go to Ajax Cafe
8. Turn 38
9. Be kind to others
10. Eat CW's sloppy joes - or banana puddin'
11. Get homework done before it's due
12. Walk 10,000 steps a day (I need a pedometer that works)
13. Finally finish Harry Potter
14. See the Blue Angels and almost wet my pants
15. Watch Hokey hit a homer
16. Buy one pair of shoes
17. Remember where I was at 2:50 pm, August 10th 1993. THE BEST day of my life
18. Watch a movie with Humpy and Hillary, eating Frankies (while waiting for Phil & Ders to come home)
19. Have an intense theological discussion with my dad
20. Remember that August 28th, 1944 was one of the best days God could have bestowed upon me and I wasn't even around yet! (Happy b-day maam!)

I think I can do these things - some better than others. Any other ideas for the month of August?? What are you going to do?

I love my church

There is a lot of talk going on about how we need to do church better and how we need to do this or that, etc. to "reach" people for Christ. But one thing I know is that no matter what mood I come to church in or how much I don't want to be there or I don't want to see some people-I look around at the others that I am in the midst of and know they love me and accept me where I am. That is a God-send to me. Just the constant of that thought. Regardless of how I feel or what I've been through that week. That is a nice place to be and I think we "do" church just fine.

Hierarchy of Birds

Here are some of the birds that have been at my feeder at work. Actually, the Robin does not make it to the feeder, he stays on the ground. They make the day go by faster - and the twins (deer) are growing - they still have their spots but today they play fought with each other as if they had horns, it was very cute and makes me think they are males. I'm such a naturalist...

What else can I do?

My friend is dying of cancer. She is wife of Charlie and mother to Peter, a 12 year old boy with Downs Syndrome. I blogged about her a few months ago when she first found out she had cancer - it was in the throat area - and was dealing with decisions regarding chemo and radiation. We prayed for her and she was doing really well - and I felt like the Lord had heard our prayers.

Now, last Friday she found out its in the lungs and inoperable. The doctor's gave her approximately 3 months, 12 weeks, 90 days left. It's not like its quality time either. She will probably have pain and gradually get weaker and weaker.

I was arguing, yelling, pleading, begging God to heal her. I didn't ask Him because I have great faith or even because I think He will...I did it because He's the ONLY ONE who can do anything. I'm out of options at this point and I will admit that this is the main reason I beseeched Him, asked, cried, and finally said I don't want to be a Christian anymore cause I can't reconcile this. If I could trade with her, I would in a NY minute...

I was talking to a wise friend about this and he said "do you think other people have it figured out...how this all works?" I replied with my normal skepticism that most people simply blurt out stupid sayings if only because they don't know any better. So it comes down to what I know to be FACT:(These are MY facts...they do not have to be yours!)

1. God loves my friend more than anything
2. This is NOT God's will for her life
3. God knows, cares, is willing and is able to heal her
4. God does nothing except in response to prayer
5. Her illness is a result of Satan's control of the earth
6. God is more powerful than Satan
7. Our struggle is not against flesh & blood
8. My faith is not strong enough to do this alone
9. I do NOT want my friend to die

That's it...it's all I have and it's what I take to the throne of mercy, grace and the all powerful Jesus - who died for the ugliness of cancer and even now holds us all in his arms - even here on earth. Please Lord, hear our prayers.

Natural Born Skeptic

I am a bit of a skeptic and this permeates every dimension of my life. So the other day I was working out with my trainer who I have only met with once before. I was not sure (skeptic) if I liked her as she was not laughing at my jokes or getting any of my wry wit.

Sunday when we were working out, she asked where I work. This is a natural conversation starter because if you have kids we can talk education and if you've been to church then we can talk about the ministry side of the school. So I was telling her and it was as if the flood gates of her past experience with church opened. She went to a church that will remain nameless with a red-headed pastor and got burned. She was in leadership, her kids went to the school, and she has not been back to any church for 4 years. She didn't tell me what happened but I could tell there was some pain behind it. I told her that was fine and we could still talk theology if she wanted.

We were stretching at the end of the workout and she asked me what the last book (spiritual) I had read. I thought for a minute as I wasn't sure if she was baiting me or if she really wanted to know (skeptic) and I said "Blue Like Jazz" and she got so excited and she said she had read that too. She said she reads Anne Lamott and Rob Bell and I said "so if I said the name Brian McLaren you would know what I was talking about?" She smiled and said "New Kind of Christian."

I love how the Lord brings total strangers together in totally weird ways. I am still a skeptic, but am starting to realize that she may have crossed my path for a reason (and not just to build big muscles!)

P.S. On the highly sarcastic, somewhat evil note: Les Parrott has a new book out on Amazon (granted...I've only been published in Zappos, so) but they spelled his name wrong on Amazon! They still have not fixed it...I love it!

Here it is: New book by: Lew, Ph.D. Parrott

I am published!

It must be because I spent so much money here in the last six months...but Zappos.com (the only place to buy shoes) asked me to comment on the Chuck Taylor's I bought from them recently and they published it!

Here it is if you want to see: http://www.zappos.com/n/p/dp/25875196/c/99495.html

I sound like a dufus kind of - but it was fun.


**I forgot the best part..they sent me a coupon...so name your size and someone may get a new pair of Rocket Dogs!**

Remember Winter?

Driving home today, the temperature gauge in my car said 100 degrees.

Then, I get home and inside my house, it reads 91 degrees.

I think I'll build a fire.

The circle of life...and why it sucks

We have not seen this little baby since before July 4th. The twins are still around but this little guy may be coyote food - I'm going to bring Brent's airsoft gun and go hunting for coyote.

Progressive Reform

I started the quarter this weekend - taking two classes and one has already proven to be pretty interesting. It is Juvenile Deliquency and the first essay discusses the Progressive Era (late 19th to the early 20th century)and one of its contributions was to our current juvenile justice system. The writer is arguing, pretty well, that basically the progressive era "child-saving" movement was a bunch of rich folks disgusted with the "riff raff" of juveniles on the streets and created orphanages, youth homes, and basically our version of half-way houses to clean up the streets. It was the rich dictating to the poor what will happen.

The author also talks about how this era was predicated on excessive idealism and moral absolutism. This has stayed with me ever since reading it. Now, I read a lot of blogs, political, religious, fun, corny, and blogs where people are in love with their own writing whether grammatically correct or not and in my blog reading, I read A LOT of, dare I say shit, regarding moral absolutism and how if we just do this or that things will be better(clean up the "riff raff" if you will).

What seems to be missing in this dialogue is HOW - a strategy, a game-plan, a step-by-step instruction manual for how one goes about creating the change these bloggers speak of. Tell me WHAT YOU ARE DOING to change - do not simply use big words and mouth that change is a good idea and that if we did this than our world would be a better place. I want to know what you are doing to enact change in your own life - that is where it will speak to me; not on some moral platitude. Then you are no better than those sponsoring the Progressive reform.

Here's a great example: I was reading my friends blog, Theology Mom, and she said she was watching Live something or other - and she had practical suggestions for what I CAN DO TODAY to help stop global warming or help protect the environment - these were simple things, something we can all do...but it was more than a statement to make me feel bad that I'm not doing more - it was a "hey why don't you turn off the lights or turn down your thermostat."

Sorry for the rant...I just want to start making change that is meaningful. This is why I love Mosaic - for so many reasons...but it does REAL stuff to enact REAL change and I get to be a part of it monetarily and physically. There is not another coffeehouse that I know of that is 100% donation based, non-profit and gives away 10% of EVERYTHING they take in every month! What a novel concept! I am proud and thankful and now the Mariner's are fighting so I must go watch.

Thanks for listening and Lord, thank you for Mighty Mo...a little coffeehouse that creates change and makes a difference.

GP 2007

**Update** Phil has an interview in Tukwila! He comes home for it the end of July...I'm so excited! I think I'll drive by and lay hands on the engines.

**Update 2** My arms are sore and I'm upset that I am so weak! I used to be strong...all in all a very frustrating work out and I thought I was going to puke!


That stands for "Great Purge" and it's going well. I took an entire basket load of shoes to Value Village today. That was a big step for me - now I feel like I have to replace them all (j/k)...I won't.

I am cleaning out my storage unit in hopes of using that monthly fee to pay for my gym membership and personal training for a few months. It was so hot there today though, that I could only clean out a few boxes. I amaze myself at what I keep "just in case."

I meet with the personal trainer today and I want to feel sore tomorrow. It's exciting-the last time I had a personal trainer, I lived with my folks rent free and lost about 30 pounds. Times have changed and I certainly can't afford it on a regular basis, but today is free and we'll see how it goes.

Last night was fun - we had a great time blowing up things and trying not to get scorched. Ladybugs were my favorite. We also got a Happy Lamp - it was very cute and different. I will have to remember that for next year. Hope everyone had fun and was safe.

Work out

I have usually liked to work out - going to the gym - lifting weights - etc. Lately, however, as I've grown larger and larger, working out is not on my top ten list of things to do when I get home. That along with two jobs, school, church, Mosaic and sanity, I was not too sure when I would fit it all in.

Anyway...my friend from work got me a two month membership to the club she goes to and today we went together to work out. First, the club is a little further than I would like (strike 1) but then I got there and let me say that I love the diversity of downtown Renton (wink!). There were people of all shapes, sizes, nationalities, and ages and they were all working hard. I rode the bike for 35 minutes and then set a personal training appointment. My friend uses a trainer and says it is worth the effort. I will try the one free one and see if it will work. They also have aerobics and did I mention the diversity?

It is so much easier to go with a friend. The time we sat on the bikes flew by and all of a sudden I was done with cardio. I think I will like this - at least for two months.

We're going again tomorrow - and I am shooting for a 45 minute cardio bike ride.

BTW - I love my brother in law and his $??? worth of fireworks - he has an aresonal and I can't wait to light it up on the 4th!

Texas Chainsaw...not so much

Tonight at Mosaic...the scary welder mask/chainsaw wielding/pantless/smelly guy came in. And...he was not so scary, kinda smelly, and didn't have a chainsaw. He also put money in the donation box - and I felt ashamed and asked for Jesus to forgive me and remind me again and again that he loves us all and that Mosaic is here for HIM and I am here for HIM.

I say that not just for platitude's or because it sounds good...it also requires a serious look into our mental health system in this country. We do not do a very good job (church or otherwise) of taking care of this people group. That's for another blog (or thesis) on another day. Right now, I have to tell the TCM Guy what time it is...cause he's asking.

Breakfast at the Falls

Today my mom treated her girls (my two sisters and I)to breakfast at Snoqualmie Falls - Salish Lodge. We had the "Country Breakfast" and no joke...here is what we got:

Course 1: Parfait (yogurt, fruit and a granola sprinkle) with two types of pastry. I had a scone and an orange brioche.
Course 2: Snoqualmie steel-cut oatmeal with a peach/cranberry compote served with milk and brown sugar
Course 3: Three eggs (served how you like), shoe string potatoes, apple wood sausage, ham and two pieces of bacon. This was also served with a buttermilk biscuit.
Course 4: Buttermilk pancakes.

It was so good! The beverages were also very good (I am grounded for the "coffee" I ordered...he he!) and we all shared the "chocolate pot" which was basically heaven in a cup.

It was one of the most fun times I've had in a long, long time. I was with three of the people I love most in the whole world and it didn't matter that we were overweight, skinny, cranky, happy, single, married, poor, rich, young or old...it was just nice being together and loving each other...we laughed really hard (Holly did not wet her pants) and we just enjoyed one another. I think that we should make this a regular thing - even if it's Denny's or Family Pancake...I need these women in my life on a regular basis!

Thanks Mom, for thinking of us and bringing us together for a much needed time of fun, relaxation, great food and a little nip! :)

Why sometimes I love Community

As most of you may know, one of the burden's of my heart recently has been my folks and their care and employment. My dad lost his pastorate in Bellingham so he has been scrambling trying to find something to make life meaningful. My mom has been the breadwinner working for my 99 year old grandma and that has helped a lot!

Today, my dad got a call from someone in our church. She is head of a department at Edmonds Community College and offered my dad a job as an adjunct faculty member. He will be able to teach a series of classes on making life changes - not faith-based but can offer some advice and stuff. I am just thankful that in our church, Mark let dad do a Sunday School class and Mary came and met him and now several years later it turns into something (I think) my dad has always wanted to do. What this could lead to is also amazing. I truly believe in the Lord's care and purposeful acts in our lives and am so thankful to be in community with these people - for better or worse. One never knows what will happen.

I'm in a grant writing class this week at SPU. It's so intense that I come home with one eye closed every night. Luckily, tomorrow is Wednesday and we're almost done. I think this skill set will be a great addition to the school, Mosaic and SFC.

Quarter #2 Done

I just submitted my final paper to end quarter #2! I'm taking two classes again starting July 2 - Juvenile Delinquency and Grief Counseling - should be interesting.

I literally have *nothing* to do right now and it feels great. I tried to see if my mom wanted to hang out and go to Salvage Studio - but I guess she is busy or doing something else...oh well.

I am going to watch all my old Tivo shows from February! Happy Saturday!

$21 a week/Food Challenge

As I was sipping my Diet Coke w/lime and listening to NPR today, they talked about the "food stamp challenge." Many senators are participating this week in this challenge in an effort to up the food stamp subsidy (tied to the Farm Bill) and trying to live on the average amount that food stamp recipients receive or $21.00/week - if you do the math that is $1.00/meal. This does not include WIC-which also subsidizes food for families w/kids. I thought about this as I was reading the choices these people were making - lots of peanut butter and tuna fish and I thought about taking the challenge myself.

My weekly budget (when I'm Southbeaching) is about $50.00/week, this includes a lot of veggies (which are not cheap) and some pre-packaged foods. So, to go to $21/week would limit those choices. Again, I do not think this would include WIC - which as I remember there was always leftover eggs, cheese and milk.

The worst part was when they were talking with a food stamp recipient about the jar of spaghetti sauce that gets broken - that was supposed to cover several meals and now the person can't feed anyone in her family - there is no more money to buy another jar.

I am all for raising awareness of what the government likes to call "Food insecurity" - I guess it's easier to hear than POOR, or POVERTY, or STARVATION...and I think that if we all tried this together, for just 7 days...we could go far in raising our awareness of what it feels like to be truly insecure and incredibly creative. Thankfully, after a week, I can buy diet Cokes again but for several million Americans, this is a weekly challenge.

I may try this and post what I've purchased and eaten - another reason why I love Mosaic!

Reason #428 why I like working in the wilderness

We have two (twins) baby fawns that just came out for the first time today-wobbly legs and all. They are so cute! I will try to get a picture soon...

Sunday Nights

In the summer of my youth, Sunday nights were the most fun. After church, sometimes we would go to Mr. K's or VIP's with a killer kid's menu. But the best was when we used to go to the store and my dad would let us pick out whatever we wanted for dinner - we finally got smart enough to share our picks (Holly and me) so one person would get a dessert to share and one would get Totino's pizza roles that burnt your chin when you bit into them. It would stay light for what seemed like forever. Then, to know that you didn't have to go to school the next day was how heaven will be - I am sure.

Now, in my life, Sunday nights suck. For some reason, they remind me of how alone I am. I usually try to have friends over or go out with H&H, B&E - but friends are busy and Brent is grounded...so I'm home. I do not know what it is about Sundays that make me very lonely and faced with the fact that I am alone...but it happens almost every Sunday. I like my job now, so I no longer stress out over that, but something happens in my psyche, only on Sunday nights, to make me feel this way. I wish they had a single-use Zoloft for just such an occasion.

I must admit, my faith was strengthened this weekend - the Lord answered a very timely prayer on my behalf. He took care of me - and maybe that is why this Sunday I do not feel as alone.