Tuesday, December 28, 2021

2021 Flip and Sip Challenge 04

TitleAll Earth is Waiting

Author:  Katie Z. Dawson

Info:  Copyright 2017, Nashville: Abbington Press

Rating (on a scale of 1-4 stars): 

Where Acquired: Gift

Synopsis: Advent is a season of waiting in earnest expectation to celebrate the arrival of the Christ child, and to look forward to His second coming.  Does all creation, as Romans 8:21-22 says, groan as with labor pains while awaiting deliverance from the Lord?  The author takes an unusual approach by first focusing on flora and fauna and their role in Advent, then on how mankind can wait in expectation and observe nature's labor pains until the birth of the new heaven and new earth.

Select Favorite Quote(s):

Our Scriptures invite us to consider that destructive acts of nature like deadly hurricanes are not necessarily God's will, but reminders of the brokenness of all of creation.  Our faith invites us to be open to the possibility that it is the sins of humanity that causes the torrential rain to fall and the harsh winds to blow.  Our selfishness has brought death into the world (Romans 8:6). - p. 20.

The Positive:
  • With five chapters at just over 100 pages, it was a short, quick read.
The Negative:
  • I was totally engrossed in the message after the first chapter.  I was pleasantly surprised that the focus was on all of creation in relation to advent, not just humans.  However, in chapter two, the book takes a sharp turn from including creation in worship to worshiping creation itself.  Dawson starts the chapter with the familiar story of A Charlie Brown Christmas and Charlie's frustration with letting commercialism override what and Who Christmas is truly about.  While the argument is a valid one, her "solution" was to cease worshiping stuff and begin worshiping not having stuff.  The saddest part of this chapter wasn't just the fact that she left the story of Advent to focus on a smattering of global warming and carbon footprint babble, but the story she told about a Christmas with her family was over the top.  After the children open their presents, Dawson says, "I sat there in the aftermath, picking up bits of tape and paper that had been left behind, and wondered how many trees worth of paper and cardboard were carried to the curb" (p. 34).  Jeez, what a killjoy. (Just a hint, if she was all that worried about it, she could have wrapped the presents in gift bags.  As long as they aren't torn, gift bags are reusable.) I'm surprised she didn't lament over the greenhouse gasses and waste the parents were producing by feeding (or even having) the children.  She then recommends some environmental websites, as well Marie Kondo's book (which, by the way, was born out of the author's own mental illness--I read the book three years ago and she admitted this herself).  Yes, I think we as a society can get too caught up in the things of Christmas,.  However, the solution is a greater focus on Christ, which makes our stuff tools for generosity rather than an altar on which to worship our reputations.  After that, the book was no longer a shining tribute to the Advent season, but a book I dreaded reading every time I picked it up.  I completed this volume out of spite.
  • This book reeked of ostentation.  For example, the author mentions all the wonderful foods her family enjoys making and consuming during the holidays, but she then goes on to tell the rest of us not to eat those "common" things. A typical bougie move.  Kind of like climbing the latter of success, then kicking the ladder down to keep anyone else from reaching the same level of success.
  • Has the author forgotten 1 Timothy 6:17, which says to hope in God, "who giveth us richly all things to enjoy" (KJV)? It does not say that God gives us poorly all things that are politically correct, over hyped, and over priced to suffer through.  This book works very hard to take the enjoyment out of the entire Advent season.
  • The last chapter was one of the most confusing mishmashes of concepts I've ever seen.  She tried to combine the concepts of God's abiding presence, the "ecology" of grace (it is actually called the economy of grace and has nothing to do with environmentalism at all), and taking a Sabbath. Dawson even goes so far as to suggest that on the Sabbath, the believer should, "refuse to use our cars or limit our energy consumption. . . . eat food prepared with the soil in mind ... refrain from consuming meat or only eat food which is ethically cared for..."  Once again, the author is not encouraging the believer to take a day of rest to focus on and worship God, but to use this day to avoid time with God (you can't drive to Sabbath day services if you refuse to use your car) and worship the earth instead.  No thank you.

Conclusion:

Romans 1:25 says, "Who changed the truth of God into a lie, and worshiped and served the creature more than the Creator." I'm just going to leave it at that.

Friday, December 10, 2021

Five Minute Friday: "Behold."

Smashing 16-inch plates at the reunion
Romans 13:8 (AMPC) - Keep out of debt and owe no man anything, except to love one another; for he who loves his neighbor [who practices loving others] has fulfilled the Law [relating to one’s fellowmen, meeting all its requirements].

Behold(en) - having a duty to someone in return for help or a service

What is the balance between truly asking for help and making oneself beholden to someone?  My recent trip home and all the missteps that went with it left a trail of either my feeling sorrow and embarrassment over, or people being angry with me for asking for help. So maybe there is not balance; someone is going to be hurt either way.

Just a side note:  I'd like to thank the Avis company for their part in trying to ruin my vacation with their ridiculous rules that marginalize those of us who are actually wise with money and don't borrow for every little thing we do.  Your bougie efforts caused a lot of consternation among my friends and family and made my rare visit home way more stressful than it needed to be.  In return, I have ceased receiving you e-mails, recommending you to friends, plus you've earned a permanent spot on my dookie list (right under Enterprise for the same reason).

Anyway...

As fun as it was to go home, visit with people, go to the Marching Southerners' reunion, and participate at both of my home churches, I came home with the dreadful feeling that I may never be able go back.  Call it pride or self-preservation, but if I have to go home begging, annoying people to the point that they lie to me, or pissing off people, I'll stay in Colorado and leave everyone alone.  In my Hodgepodge post this week, I talked about all the grief I was experiencing.  This mess didn't help it any.

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In case you missed it:  

* My last Five Minute Friday post "Purpose" v. 2.0 is here.
* My last Wednesday Hodgepodge post, "Just a Little Trim," is here.
* My last Simple Woman's Daybook post "A Buggy Full of Lemons," is here.
* My latest 2021 Flip and Sip Reading Challenge review of Love Does is here.
* My latest Auntie's Workshop post "Finishing and Fixing III" is here.

Wednesday, December 8, 2021

Just a Little Trim: The Weekly Hodgepodge

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'Tis the season to be jolly....so are you? 

I'm working on it. When my mother died last year, I never really had the opportunity to properly grieve.  At the time, it was a good thing since my responsibilities were to my family, not myself.  Then there was the task of finishing school while working and dealing with "the thing" and all that came with it.  Just so you know, I will henceforth refer to the pandemic as "the thing," since I'm so done with it.  Then there was graduation and preparing for my new side hustle as an adjunct professor.  Plus, I'm still reeling from my recent visit home to Alabama (I'll talk about that at another time).  Now that I'm settling into the holidays, the grief mixed with SAD was so overwhelming that I lost heart and almost didn't decorate or do anything holiday related.  I turned on my Spotify Christmas playlist and started decorating.  If the tears came, I let them fall.  My goal is to take that attitude through the rest of the holiday season and look for joy wherever I can find it.

Do you trim a tree this time of year, and if so is yours all done? What's something in your home-closet-life that needs to be trimmed in the new year? 

My ornament for this year
Yes, I'm pretty much done with decorating (unless I see something cool to add to my collection).

Do you really want me to go into what needs to be trimmed in my life?  Let's see:

  • About 50 pounds of body weight.
  • The grief I spoke of earlier.
  • As I upgrade some of my "make do" items, the old items need to either be thrown away or donated.
  • Mental doo-doo.

Are you "dreaming of a white Christmas"? Is that a possibility where you'll be celebrating? According to this site the top ten places in the US you can count on for a white Christmas are- North Pole Alaska, Crater Lake Oregon, Yellowstone National Park, Winthrop Washington, Aspen Colorado, Ketchum Idaho, Mt. Washington New Hampshire, Whitefish Montana, Duluth Minnesota, and the Lake Tahoe town of Truckee California. Of the snowy spots listed which would you most like to visit? 

My first Christmas in Colorado (2017)

I know my Alabama peeps will be shocked to hear this, but yes, I am hoping for a white Christmas.  Just not a white Christmas Eve (I want to go to church). This year, I have thoroughly enjoyed having a real autumn instead of the early October snow that ruins all the colorful foliage.  We've only had one light snow shower this month, so we are a behind on precipitation.  A white Christmas would be phenomenal.

I live about 200 miles from Aspen, but I've not yet visited there.  Since I don't know how to ski, snowboard, tube, or anything else snow related for that matter, I'd rather see Aspen in the fall when the trees present their luminous display.

December 8th is National Brownie Day...will you be celebrating? How do you like your brownies-chewy or cake-like, frosted or plain, nuts or no nuts, a piece from the middle or give me the corner? As a child were you a member of a brownie troop? 

I don't really care for brownies, so I will be abstaining.  I think the problem is that I could never make any good brownies, so I really don't know what a good brownie tastes like.  All the brownies I've had tasted too done nearly burnt and extra chewy to me even if someone else made them.

I was a Girl Scout in elementary school.  I joined in third grade, so I was a brownie for a year before moving up to junior.  I quit just after I became a cadet the summer before I started high school.

Speaking of brownie Girl Scouts, does anyone know when their annual devil biscuit sale starts in 2022?

Share a favorite line or two from a Christmas carol or holiday tune.

This is my absolute favorite version of "O Holy Night."


Insert your own random thought here:

In case you missed it:  

*My last Hodgepodge post, "I Ain't 'Fraid of No Candy Corn," is here.
*My latest Five Minute Friday post "Purpose v. 2.0," is here.
*My latest Simple Woman's Daybook "A Buggy Full of Lemons," is here.
*My latest Auntie's Workshop post "Finishing and Fixing III," is here.
*My latest 2021 Flip and Sip Reading Challenge review of Love Does, is here.

Wednesday, October 27, 2021

I Ain't 'Fraid of No Candy Corn: The Weekly Hodgepodge

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Is Halloween a big deal in your neighborhood? Was it something you celebrated as a child? With your own children? Do you like candy corn? 

I'm not sure.  My apartment building doesn't have many families with young children (if any).  The other buildings have lots of kids, but I don't know the families well enough to know if they're celebrating.  I trick-or-treated as a kid.  As a teen and adult, I would volunteer to help with our church's fall festival. That was always fun, especially during my teaching years when I would see my students at the festival laughing and having a great time.  Hopefully the door will open so I can start helping with my current church's fall festival. Candy corn is not my favorite.  I don't seek it out, but I can tolerate it better when it's mixed with peanuts.  No, it doesn't taste like a Payday, but it tastes better than just candy corn.  Speaking of horrid Halloween candy...


Are you a scaredy cat? About what? 

I try not to be.  I have unreasonable fears about stupid stuff.  For example, for those of you who remember my issue with the car wash; I still haven't mustered up the courage to go back.  I don't know if it's just an illogical fear, or if it's pride because I don't want to be embarrassed again.

Last time you were somewhere that should have been busy but felt like a 'ghost town'? 

Nearly every Sunday.  When I drive through Denver to get to and from my church in Aurora, it seems that this is when Denver takes a nap (except for the church goers and hobos).  I like it though; my Sunday drive is really a relaxing Sunday drive.

Do you like chili and if so how do you like it? Beans or no beans? Meat or no meat? Beef or chicken? Spice or no spice? Favorite toppings? 

I like chili with beans, made with ground beef, venison, or turkey.  I'm sure chicken would be good; I've just never had it that way.  My homemade chili is pretty average, but I think I would like it with a little more kick to it.  I enjoy topping my chili with corn chips, cheese, and sour cream. I also like to eat it plain with a good piece of regular or Mexican cornbread.

Would you describe yourself as a night owl? What time of night qualifies? What are you doing while everyone else is asleep? Do you then 'sleep in'? Define 'sleeping in'. 

No, I'm more of an early bird.  Although I don't get up nearly as early as I used to when I work at the YMCA, I'm more accustomed to getting up early.  I occasionally sleep in until around 7:00 or 8:00 a.m. if I've not slept well the night before or if I'm not feeling well.

Insert your own random thought here.

In case you missed it:  

*My last Hodgepodge post, "Memories of Resilience," is here.
*My latest Five Minute Friday post "Purpose v. 2.0," is here.
*My latest Simple Woman's Daybook "A Buggy Full of Lemons," is here.
*My latest Auntie's Workshop post "Finishing and Fixing III," is here.
*My latest 2021 Flip and Sip Reading Challenge review of Love Does, is here.

Wednesday, October 20, 2021

Memories of Resilience: The Weekly Hodgepodge

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Do you (or did you used to) watch talk shows? Which are or were your favorite? 

I used to enjoy TV talk shows.  My favorite was the Oprah Winfrey show.  I'm not really into those type of shows now since they've gotten so base and weird.  Here's a question though: do podcasts count as talk shows?  If so, there are several that I enjoy from time to time: Happier with Gretchen Rubin, Ear Biscuits, Dream Big with Bob Goff, SmoshCast, and Beyond the Troupe.  They all have their pros and cons, but I pick and choose which episodes I partake of for optimal enjoyment.

Would you describe yourself as resilient? If so what do you think makes you that way? If you answered no explain why? 

Resilience is defined as, "the capacity to recover quickly from difficulties; toughness."  I took a resiliency quiz for work once and it said that I was not very resilient.

They don't know me like that.

Resiliency is like a personality assessment; it is not a set in stone, one size fits all set of traits.  I've proven resiliency in many areas but need to work on others.  That's part of being human.

What parts of life have surprised you the most? Explain. 

My 40s surprised me the most. The first five years were some of the hardest of my life.  I know that I don't turn 50 until next year and these past four years haven't been easy, but I've been on a more positive trajectory with clearer direction from the Lord.

Why do you live where you live? 

I live in Colorado at the direction of the Almighty.  I've talked about it before, but never in a million years did I ever think that I would leave Alabama, much less move way out to Colorado.  I think this is a case where God "sits in the heavens and laughs"  (Psalm 2:4).

A memory from this week that made you smile? 

I have a couple:

 

This past Saturday, I attended a Mad Hatter Ladies Tea at Lakewood Church of Christ, my friend Jennifer's church.  It was such a fun time.  We wore hats, ate finger foods, sipped tea, and laughed ourselves silly.

 

I am so thankful that Colorado is having a real autumn this year.  Usually, we get a week or two of fall color then go straight into winter mode.  I took this picture at our old office building at Union Financial Plaza.  There are some great restaurants across and down the street from there, so my friend Kris and I ate at Jason's Deli.  Because of our schedules, we only get to meet for lunch periodically, so when we're not eating, we're cracking each other up.


Insert your own random thought here.

In case you missed it:  

*My last Hodgepodge post, "Age is a Social Construct," is here.
*My latest Five Minute Friday post "Purpose v. 2.0," is here.
*My latest Simple Woman's Daybook "A Buggy Full of Lemons," is here.
*My latest Auntie's Workshop post "Finishing and Fixing III," is here.
*My latest 2021 Flip and Sip Reading Challenge review of Love Does, is here.

Friday, September 17, 2021

Five Minute Friday: "Purpose" v. 2.0

When we had this same word four years ago, I was still struggling to crawl out of one of the lowest points in my life.  I was honest--if not pessimistic--with what I was facing.  I felt depressed, old, and done.  I had no idea that a few months after that post, God was going to totally rock my world and start pointing me more toward my purpose. 

One of the sayings of Celebrate Recovery is "God never wastes a hurt."  I know that my being a Christian does not shield me from pain, but gives me answers, comfort, and/or deliverance within it (Psalm 34:18-20).  The one thing I didn't want was for my pain to have no purpose.  It reminds me of a story Dan Miller told in 48 Days to the Work You Love (I think I'm remembering this right. It might have been Dave Ramsey or John Maxwell who told this story.  Hey at least I remembered the story. 😎).  He relayed a story about a company hiring a group of men to dig a hole, then fill it back in again.  They paid them a great wage, by the end of the experiment--which was only a few days--everyone had quit.  Why?  Even though the work paid well, it had no purpose.  God's deliverance and provision are awesome in the midst of pain, but I don't want my pain to have no purpose; to just be a digging and refilling of the same miserable hole ad nauseam.  I want how I handle pain to bring glory to God, and hopefully prevent someone else from making the same bad choices I made.

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In case you missed it:  

* My last Five Minute Friday post "From" is here.
* My last Wednesday Hodgepodge post, "Age is a Social Construct," is here.
* My last Simple Woman's Daybook post "A Buggy Full of Lemons," is here.
* My latest 2021 Flip and Sip Reading Challenge review of Love Does is here.
* My latest Auntie's Workshop post "Finishing and Fixing III" is here.

Wednesday, September 15, 2021

Age is a Social Construct: The Weekly Hodgepodge

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How would you define 'old'? At what age is someone old? 

I have my mother's philosophy on aging.  My mom was asked when she was in her early 70s what age did she consider old.  Her answer?  Dead.  She said, "Age ain't nothin' but a number.  You don't start gettin' old until you sit around and don't do nothin'."  My mother lived to be 87, so I'd say she's onto something.  Psalm 91:16 (ESV) says, "With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.”  I want to be like my mom and live a long, active life.

One of my favorite "old" people is Ernestine Shepherd (pictured here).  Miss Ernestine became the world's oldest competitive female body builder in her 70s.  She turned 85 this summer and is still going strong.  Try to tell Miss Ernie she's old.  She'll choke slam you.

A place you've been that's old? Tell us something about your visit there. 

I think the most recent old place I've visited was the Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs.  My friend Joan is from there and we took a drive down there this past May. Even though it was raining cats and dogs part of the time, the scenery was still beautiful.  The red rocks remind me of the red clay soils of the South.  I hope to get to go back for a more extensive (and rain free) tour sometime.

Something you miss about the 'good old days'? When were they anyway? 

Musicians and singers with talent, people who weren't famous for doing nothing, people who knew how to have a grown up conversation where everyone didn't have to agree, and the absence of social media.  Maybe all these are connected.  Though I participate in social media and have made and kept up with many friends, I almost wish I'd never signed up for a social media account.  I said almost.  I gave myself some peace recently by dropping toxic people from my Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram accounts. 

When were the "good ol' days"?  The 80s were pretty great, but I'm hoping for plenty of "good new days."  I don't in any way believe that my best days are behind me.  Yes, there are some people who believe that once I turn 50 next year I should start picking out my nursing home.  Those people need to find something else to do.  Even when I reach retirement age --which industry invented and the government latched onto -- Lord willing, I'm not retreating to my house, sitting on the porch in my rocking chair, and yelling at kids to get out of my yard.  I want to still be going strong.

In what way are you a 'chip off the old block'? Or if you'd rather, in what way is your child a 'chip off the old block'? 

  • I look like my dad but my mom also said that when I wear hats, I look just like my granny (her mother).
  • I drive like my dad (when he was sober).  I still loathe the interstate and will drive a car until the wheels fall off.
  • I have my parents' work ethic.  Though we were poor, my parents were never lazy and worked up until they couldn't anymore.  My dad became too sick to work in his late 40s/ early 50s and my mom pretty much had to be convinced to stop working in her 80s.
  • The joke is that older people have no filter, but my parents NEVER had a filter.  I really don't have a filter either--at least in my mind.  Sometimes I have to bite my tongue until blood comes out my nose to keep from saying everything I think.

Old fashioned, Old Testament, old timer, same old same old, old glory, good old boy, old wives tale...choose an 'old' phrase that relates to something in your life or the wider world currently and explain. 

Old fashioned, but in a good way.  A podcast I occasionally listen to decided to make September "Sex-tember" and that's where they lost me until they talk about something else. I'm no prude, but one of the saddest things I saw when people were commenting on it on social media was their disdain for the "purity culture."  I'm supposing the podcast did the same since everyone was so giddy.  Why is this sad?  I never thought I would see a time when staying sexually pure until marriage and valuing yourself enough not to give your body and soul over to every fool who comes along and says "I love you" was a negative.  What's even sadder is that the Christian community is starting to believe this crap.  Yes, I know I don't have a dog in the fight since hanging on to my purity isn't a struggle anymore (I know, it's easy to stay pure when no one wants you).  And yes, I know I sound like an old fart, but I've seen a lot more heartache from people who didn't wait than from those who did.  One of the ministries I support is Colorado Family Life Center, a pro-life crisis pregnancy center, plus I volunteered for Sav-A-Life HOPE back home in Alabama.  Along with the sweet babies who have been wanted, born, and loved, there are also the stories that break your heart (and sometimes make you mad).  Women have to deal with the fear of the consequences of an unwanted pregnancy, a man who puts the burden of birth control and parenting on the women he sleeps with and fathers children with, and the possibility of sexually transmitted diseases (men have to deal with this also).  At one point, we had a woman ready to take her own life because she got pregnant by someone who turned out to not be who she thought.  But the problem is "purity culture"?  Give me a break!

Insert your own random thought here.

I know it's been a hot minute since I posted a hodgepodge (or anything else for that matter).  I started my first block of adjunct teaching at CCU.  I'm enjoying it, but still trying to get into the rhythm of teaching along with my full-time job.  Hopefully I'll get back to consistent posting.  If not, you know where I am; at my computer working on reports or grading a stack of papers.

In case you missed it:  

*My last Hodgepodge post, "Fourth Down," is here.
*My latest Five Minute Friday post "From," is here.
*My latest Simple Woman's Daybook "A Buggy Full of Lemons," is here.
*My latest Auntie's Workshop post "Finishing and Fixing III," is here.
*My latest 2021 Flip and Sip Reading Challenge review of Love Does, is here.

Monday, August 9, 2021

Five Minute Friday: "From."


This prompt made me think of "to and from" labels on presents.  Funny to have gifts and presents come to mind.  Pastor Gelinas has started a series on ministry and spiritual gifts (If you're interested in viewing/hearing it, go to https://subsplash.com/+e3c1/lb/mi/+3ypdzrv?branding=true&embed=true&recentRoute=app.web-app.library.list&recentRouteSlug=%2Bn4y8xst ).

I do believe that God has given me gifts to share with others.  What I wonder is who can I put in the "to" column.  As I've said before, will someone accept a good gift if it's wrapped in an ugly box or in wrappings that don't appeal to them?  I know who the gifts are "from." James 1:17 (NIV) says, "Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows." Again, how do I wrap them properly?

Is there a bodily equivalent of a gift bag?  Gift bags are wonderful for those of us who don't wrap presents very well.  some tissue paper, a bow, and a lovely card makes a beautiful present.  How do I do that to myself? 

Anybody got any ideas?

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In case you missed it:  

* My last Five Minute Friday post "Summer" is here.
* My last Wednesday Hodgepodge post, "Fourth Down," is here.
* My last Simple Woman's Daybook post "A Buggy Full of Lemons," is here.
* My latest 2021 Flip and Sip Reading Challenge review of Love Does is here.
* My latest Auntie's Workshop post "Finishing and Fixing II" is here.

Wednesday, July 28, 2021

Fourth Down: The Weekly Hodgepodge

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This week, Miss Joyce gave us questions focusing on the number four in honor of her grandson, who she affectionately refers to as "The Man Cub" who turned four recently.  Happy birthday, little dude!

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Four words that tell us something about your July?

Short:  After coming off of Commencement in May, it seemed like May and June would never end.  July, however, has gone by so quickly.  It seems weird that the first of August is Sunday.  School will start before we know it.

Long:  In the month of July, the Denver metropolitan area got less than two inches of rain and there's only slight chances of precipitation to close out the month.  Paired with wildfire smoke from Colorado and California and pollution held in the atmosphere by the mountains and long stretches of high temperatures has made for terrible air quality.  Getting outside has made me more tired than usual.  Add to that the cottonwood tress to which I am allergic, and my eyeballs don't love me anymore.  Here's hoping for a rainy fall ... that will hopefully keep the ragweed down.  Sheesh!

Fun:  Maintaining community is a hard process (especially in this environment), but so much fun.  I've had a great month of reconnecting with people I haven't talked to in a while and getting out a little.  I got a chance to go to the local paint and sip, Painting With a Twist, and paint a fun piece with Emily.  In the coming months, I'm hoping to contact even more family and friends.

Relaxing: With all the heat and the nuttiness with smoke and allergens, I've had no choice but to sleep and rest more.  However, I'm believing that it will help with my energy and stamina for the coming school year.  Along with my job as Admin, I'll be teaching my first Theology course online as an Adjunct Professor at CCU.  So, back in the teaching world I go.  Anybody got a box of Wheaties I can have? 

Four of your favorite summer foods?

Do drinks count?  If so, iced tea in limited quantities would be one. The others would be cherries, Palisade peaches (which are better than Georgia peaches and rival Chilton County, Alabama (Clanton) peaches, and any form of barbecue or cookout food.  BTW--my next big cooking celebration and experiment holiday is Labor Day, so stay tuned.

What were you doing at a quarter past four yesterday?  A.M.? Watching eyelid movies.  P.M.? I was still working at 4:15 p.m.

fore!, four letter word, four sheets to the wind, ten-four, 24/7, four eyes, these four walls....pick a 'four' phrase and tell us how you relate currently.

OK.  I've worn glasses since I was four (ironically), so "four eyes" does relate.  However, I've never found that phase funny.  When you hear it for twelve straight years of school, it gets old...really old, really fast.  "These four walls" relates more for a couple of reasons: One, I'm still in the process of decorating my apartment, so I look at the walls and think of ways to decorate, arrange, and re-arrange in ways that are more aesthetically pleasing.  Two, With the world still struggling to get out of pandemic mode, I'm wanting to find a way to get out more and away from the same four walls.

Something you own that is four years old? 

Nothing that I can think of.  The stuff I brought with me from Alabama is either older than four years, or doesn't exist anymore (i.e.: my last car that died, a couple of Bluetooth speakers that died, and some books that got ruined in the move...RIP).  The stuff I bought new after the move (almost everything) is less than four years old--I didn't move into my apartment until November of 2017.

Insert your own random thought here.

In case you missed it:  

*My last Hodgepodge post, "French Twist," is here.
*My latest Five Minute Friday post "Summer." is here.
*My latest Simple Woman's Daybook "A Buggy Full of Lemons," is here.
*My latest Auntie's Workshop post "Finishing and Fixing III," is here.
*My latest 2021 Flip and Sip Reading Challenge review of Love Does, is here.

Tuesday, July 27, 2021

A Buggy Full of Lemons: The Simple Woman's Daybook

If you would like to join in and post your own Daybook, please head on over to visit Peggy at The Simple Woman's Daybook

 
For Today: Tuesday, July 27, 2021

Looking Out My Window ...

I really like the texture of the bark of this tree outside my apartment.
 
One of the things I appreciate about our leasing office is that they plant
flowers every summer for us to enjoy.

 
I am Thinking...
  • About variety packs and why companies don't use them anymore.  I remember the old Kellogg's cereal variety packs and how enjoyable they were.  I got to try all different kinds of cereal without having to buy a whole box of any one cereal.  I know that potato chip and oatmeal companies still make them, but there are other things like flavored water and craft supplies that need variety packs.  
  • About adding Blogger's Ad Sense to my blogs. I'm not sure how it even works or whether I have any control over what gets advertised.   I'm sure I'd make a little extra money, but is it worth it?  I loathe the new trend of ads in EVERYTHING.  I can't even read some people's content because it's loaded with ads--video ads, audio ads that can blow an eardrum, and of course, the ads that take up half the webpage and cover up everything.  BTW--This doesn't make me want to read more, but to move on to another site.  I just don't know if I want to do that to y'all. What do you think?  Comment below.
  • About the important question, "who keeps stealing the little buggies?"  Whether it's the grocery store or Wal-Mart, the smaller grocery carts...er...little buggies are becoming an endangered species.  It's annoying.  I like having a cart buggy just the right size for when I need to buy more than what will fit in a hand basket, but not enough for a big buggy.  Even at the King Soopers right down from my apartment that has buggies that lock when someone tries to take them out of the realm of the parking lot, they are slowly disappearing  Y'all quit!
  • If you are a regular reader of my blog, you've seen the posts from the prompts provided by Miss Joyce over at From This Side of the Pond.  As in my last post, Miss Joyce is fond of asking questions about travel.  Since my travel within the United States is limited and international travel is nonexistent, I'm very interested in visiting and learning about new places.  My question is: where would I be welcome?  Our last travel question was about France where I know I wouldn't be welcome (they don't take kindly to American tourists or people of color from anywhere).  Of course, it took a long time for me to feel welcome here in Colorado and there are places in my home state where I still wouldn't feel welcome. So, should I be content to stay in place or should I venture out and see more of the world?
I am Thankful for...
  • For signing my first teaching contract at CCU.  
  • For when I do ocassionally find "little buggies" at the store.
  • For face-to-face meetings with friends complete with hugs, laughter, tears, and everything in between.
  • For little kindnesses and secret little delights only God and I understand.
From the Workshop...  

See my latest post "Finishing and Fixing III" here.


From
Auntie's Test Kitchen
... Did you know that I've never made fresh lemonade?  It's true, I've only made it from Kool-Aid packets.  Years ago, I had some fresh lemonade that Miss Rosie, our church Secretary (or as she called it COI - Collector of Information).  It was so great that I asked her for the recipe...and waited nearly 20 years to muster the courage to make it myself.

The recipe is quite simple: Into a gallon container, place juice from 3 lemons and 2 1/2 to 3 cups sugar. Add water to 3/4 mark, stir good, add ice cubes and stir again. I cut up the lemon and add to the container but remove them if I store overnight because the lemon rind makes it bitter.

This recipe went by the wayside for so long because I didn't have the tools to make it "right"--no lemon juicer or gallon container.  I found an inexpensive one-gallon pitcher and decided to just juice the lemons by hand.  It was pretty good and may be even better using a juicer.  Don't just take my word for it.  I actually served it to people who had no idea that I didn't know what I was doing, and they liked it. 

I am Reading...  
 
The Good and Beautiful God by James Bryan Smith
Breaking the Pattern of Depression by Dr. Michael Yapko
Prevailing Prayer by Dwight L. Moody
15 Minutes Alone With God by Emilie Barnes

Completed volumes since my last Daybook: 
  1. As You Wish:  Inconceivable Tales From the Making of The Princess Bride by Cary Elwes
  2. Be a People Person by John C. Maxwell 
  3. Be All You Can Be by John C. Maxwell
  4. The Ministry of Intercession by Andrew Murray
  5. Depression is Contagious by Dr. Michael Yapko 
  6. A Diary of Private Prayer by John Bailie
  7. Soul Feast by Marjorie J. Thompson 
  8. Sometimes You Win, Sometimes You Learn for Kids by John C. Maxwell
  9. The Rule of Saint Benedict by Saint Benedict of Nursia
  10. Till He Come by Charles Spurgeon
  11. Atomic Habits by James Clear -- a recommended read
  12. All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten by Robert Fulghum
  13. The Spiritual Exercises of Saint Ignatius of Loyola by Ignatius of Loyola
  14. Sit Walk Stand by Watchman Nee
  15. Follow the Leader by John C. Maxwell
  16. The Autobiography of Saint Ignatius by Ignatius of Loyola

Favorite Quote(s) of the Week ... 

Yet when this morning prayer is finished, do not let me think that my worship is ended and spend the rest of the day forgetting you. Rather, from these quiet moments, let light and joy and power pour out and remain with me through every hour of this day. - John Bailie, A Diary of Private Prayer, p. 4.

I sometimes think it is about time to give up preaching to the ungodly and preach to those who profess to be Christians.  If we had a higher standard of life in the church of God, there would be thousands more flocking into the kingdom....What we want is to encounter God in prayer.  You are not going to reach the masses by great sermons.  We want to 'move the arm that moves the world.'  To do that we must be clear and right before God. - Dwight L. Moody, Prevailing Prayer, pages 11 and 49.

Now For Something Totally Different ...

Five Minute Friday word of the week:  Summer.

 







 




























Wednesday, July 14, 2021

French Twist: The Weekly Hodgepodge

Join the fun! 
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for the Hodgepodge link-up!

 
Tell us about one small blessing you have counted in the past week? 

One?  Nah. There have been several:

  • Gala apples
  • Ice cube trays
  • Clean water
  • Bosses with a sense of humor
  • Mediocre food that still satisfies
  • A paper coffee cup that doesn't leak
  • Command hooks
  • Lotion
  • Chap Stick

Bastille Day is celebrated on July 14th...have you ever been to France? Any desire to visit there, and if so what would site or city would you most want to see? (pretend for a minute international travel isn't an issue) 

No, I've never been to France.  My desire to visit there comes with a bit of trepidation.  I've heard from more than one person that the French do not take kindly to American visitors, much less people of color from anywhere.  I don't speak French, so I would be in a world of hurt if I tried to visit there alone--which I would never do.
 
A food associated with France that you love? 
 
I'm extremely ignorant of French cuisine, so I can't really answer this question (Yes, I do know that French fries aren't really French.  I'm not that stupid.).   As a kid, I loved to watch Julia Child on PBS.  I had no idea what kind of food she was making; I just enjoyed watching her antics in the kitchen.  One thing I wish I could do is experience food from different countries and take cooking classes on said food.  I don't even know if they do that here in Colorado.

Something you recently purchased where a coupon was involved? Do you regularly shop with coupons? 
 
I use coupons all the time.  Now, I'm not an extreme couponer or anything like that.  If there is a coupon for something I plan to buy (groceries, craft supplies, etc.), I use it.  I get coupons in the mail and through e-mail from stores I frequent.  I can't take up hours and hours hunting and clipping coupons for items I don't need or even want simply because there's a coupon for it. I am brand conscious about very few items, so I save money by buying the generic or "off brand" version of an item.  Usually, the prices on these are cheaper than the name brand with a coupon.

You have to give something away this week...what will it be? 
 
Well, it depends on what someone needs or wants that I can give.

Insert your own random thought here.

In case you missed it:  

*My last Hodgepodge post, "Salty Dog," is here.
*My latest Five Minute Friday post "Summer" is here.
*My latest Simple Woman's Daybook "Junior Asparagus," is here.
*My latest Auntie's Workshop post "Finishing and Fixing II" is here.
*My latest 2021 Flip and Sip Reading Challenge review of Love Does  is here.

Friday, July 9, 2021

Five Minute Friday: "Summer."

 

 

Luke 9:25 (NIV) - "What good is it for someone to gain the whole world, and yet lose or forfeit their very self?"  

The Monkees "The Door Into Summer" was among my favorite songs when I was a teenager (this was their resurgence in the 80s--I'm not that old).  While I still enjoy the Nesmith/Dolenz harmonies, the great blend of the instruments, and of course, the prominent bass line I would love to learn, the lyrics (that I didn't understand when I was younger) speak of gloomy regret:

[Verse 1]

With his fool's gold stacked up all around him
From a killing in the market on the war
The children left King Midas there, as they found him
In his counting house where nothing counts but more

[Chorus]

And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
And the laughter from a distant caravan
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer

[Verse 2]

With his travelogues of "maybe next year" places
As a trade-in for a name upon the door
And he pays for it with years he cannot buy back with his tears
When he finds out there's been no one keeping score

(Lyrics by Chip Douglas and Bill Martin.  Copyright 1967)

To me, the "door into summer" speaks of the fun moments and joys of life that were traded for "fool's gold" and "a name upon the door."  I can easily shake my head at such nonsense and lament over someone wasting their life on doing nothing but seeking riches and status while ignoring simple joys and the possibility of friendship and love. But what am I trading for a chance to step through the "door into summer"? I've never been rich or been important enough to have my name on the door (Ok, I had a name plate on my cubicle at work, but that's not the same).  The past 18 months have found me fighting the temptation to trade my soul (mind, will, and emotions) for following arbitrary, fear-filled rules and regulations; trading mental and physical health for vegging in front of escape entertainment; and trading loving friendship for depressing isolation and incessant scrolling through "anti-social" media.  

My "door into summer" isn't about a season, it's about an attitude. Even with the great things that happened in 2020 and the tragic events in my own family, I can't shake the feeling that the year was a wash and never really happened. I can't shake the feeling that I literally lost a year.  Joel 2:25 (NIV) says, "I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten." My "door into summer" is regaining the attitude of summer fun and joy, regaining what I lost, and keeping that "door" open all year long.

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In case you missed it:  

* My last Five Minute Friday post "Quiet" is here.
* My last Wednesday Hodgepodge post, "Salty Dog" is here.
* My last Simple Woman's Daybook post "Junior Asparagus," is here.
* My latest 2021 Flip and Sip Reading Challenge review of Love Does is here.
* My latest Auntie's Workshop post "Finishing and Fixing II" is here.