I have not blogged in quite some time. Sorry about that. I really do feel bad. I never even finished my February Blog Project. Something happened around the 24th and I just sort of gave up on the remainder of the month...and it's not that I could not think of 4 more days worth of single-thankfulness because my cup runneth over...not my coffee cup. Should my coffee cup run over...well, that would be a crying shame.
I'm going to conclude that project by saying - even though I'm thankful for the 24 things that I have shared...it's also really hard being single. It's hard when...
1. well-meaning people say things like, "Why are you still single?" I choose to not retort with, "Why aren't you kind?"
2. I'm sick and I don't have anyone to run to Walgreens for me. Who wants to get dressed and run to Walgreens when they are sick? Walgreens is at the corner of Happy and Healthy and let's be honest - Walgreens is a party and trips to said store should be celebrated accordingly.
3. it's winter and I really do not want to bundle-up and go outside to get groceries (and I heart grocery shopping).
4. you get the wedding invite that is elegantly addressed to "Miss Angie Good and guest." There's no guest. I would gladly bring my cat but that kind of behavior is frowned upon in most social circles. Plus who wants to be the girl that gets mentioned in a wedding etiquette book, "Beware of single people who want to bring their pets." I don't want to be that girl.
Being single is hard. Being married is hard. Raising kids is hard.
How about we vow to give each other grace.....
Give me grace when I have to decline fun plans because my calendar is cram-packed. And then married peeps, don't be shocked that a *gasp* single person can have an over-flowing calendar.
Showing posts with label February_2016. Show all posts
Showing posts with label February_2016. Show all posts
Saturday, March 5, 2016
Tuesday, February 23, 2016
My February Blog Project February 24th ~ Craft supplies
I never have to answer for a craft supply.
This past Saturday I went to JoAnn's for the following 2 items: Embroidery floss {cross stitch floss} and an embroidery hoop.
Two items.
Somehow the book Doodling Stitching ended-up in my basket. How did it end up there? Well, it all started when I had some embroidery questions...sooo I went to the book section and saw the delightful cover. I picked it up and began reading the introduction. My downfall was glancing through the pages of sample embroidery projects.
A cute foursome of those Russian nestling dolls and a little embroiderable gnome and I was sold.
I left the store with 3 items. I won't count the individual bundles of embroidery floss but rather count them collectively as 1 unit. { Wink, wink. } I'm no fool, blog-stalkers. My mother did not raise a fool, she did raise a nut...a craft-loving nut.
This past Saturday I went to JoAnn's for the following 2 items: Embroidery floss {cross stitch floss} and an embroidery hoop.
Two items.
Somehow the book Doodling Stitching ended-up in my basket. How did it end up there? Well, it all started when I had some embroidery questions...sooo I went to the book section and saw the delightful cover. I picked it up and began reading the introduction. My downfall was glancing through the pages of sample embroidery projects.
A cute foursome of those Russian nestling dolls and a little embroiderable gnome and I was sold.
I left the store with 3 items. I won't count the individual bundles of embroidery floss but rather count them collectively as 1 unit. { Wink, wink. } I'm no fool, blog-stalkers. My mother did not raise a fool, she did raise a nut...a craft-loving nut.
My Blog Project ~ February 23rd ~ Laundry whenever...
I am not a laundry procrastinator. Infact I thoroughly enjoy doing laundry. I love stripping and washing my bed sheets. I like washing my gym clothes and hanging them up to dry. I love clean bath towels.
My most favorite thing about laundry is clothesline-dried sheets and towels. Have you ever experienced line-dried sheets? If not - when spring gets here, try it. Line-dry your sheets. I promise it will change your life.
When I lived in the hood - adjacent to the hood - I would wash my sheets and quilt and towels and haul the wet items over to my friend Nancy's house where I would borrow her clotheslines.
The beauty in laundry when your single is...
1. I never have 14 loads.
2. I can wake-up and throw a load of laundry in the washer.
3. I can stay-up late and do laundry.
4. If I get overwhelmed with laundry {See #1}, I can and have paid the laundymat to do my laundry. This only happened a few times when I was teaching and subbing at the public library and did not have any more hours in the day to do laundry - nor did I want to be at a 24-hour laundrymat at circa 11 p.m. I mean, HELLO - I do live in Rockford!
5. I can use Woolite for all of my clothes and I don't have to explain to some boy why I want to use this fru-fru laundry soap to preserve my clothes.
6. I can hang my clothes in the doorways to dry.
7. I can leave my drying rack in the middle of my living room floor. No one complains. Celia likes it. It makes an interesting maze and a sculpture for her to contemplate scaling while her human works.
My most favorite thing about laundry is clothesline-dried sheets and towels. Have you ever experienced line-dried sheets? If not - when spring gets here, try it. Line-dry your sheets. I promise it will change your life.
When I lived in the hood - adjacent to the hood - I would wash my sheets and quilt and towels and haul the wet items over to my friend Nancy's house where I would borrow her clotheslines.
The beauty in laundry when your single is...
1. I never have 14 loads.
2. I can wake-up and throw a load of laundry in the washer.
3. I can stay-up late and do laundry.
4. If I get overwhelmed with laundry {See #1}, I can and have paid the laundymat to do my laundry. This only happened a few times when I was teaching and subbing at the public library and did not have any more hours in the day to do laundry - nor did I want to be at a 24-hour laundrymat at circa 11 p.m. I mean, HELLO - I do live in Rockford!
5. I can use Woolite for all of my clothes and I don't have to explain to some boy why I want to use this fru-fru laundry soap to preserve my clothes.
6. I can hang my clothes in the doorways to dry.
7. I can leave my drying rack in the middle of my living room floor. No one complains. Celia likes it. It makes an interesting maze and a sculpture for her to contemplate scaling while her human works.
My February Blog Project ~ February 21st ~ Being there.
Being single means that I can be available to be there for my friends {and family}. Tonight my dear friend needed me to be there to encourage and comfort her 2 sons while she & her hubby sat with their 5-year old at the E.R. waiting for stitches.
An amazing God moment in this is that I typically shut off my cellphone around 9:30 each night. Not on the 21st. On the 21st, I was binge-reading the third and sadly final book of Lynn Austin's Restoration Chronicles. Nehemiah was rebuilding the wall around Jerusalem.
When my cellphone rang, I thought for sure it was going to be a gab-fest. Instead I was greeted with a slightly frantic momma who needed me to change out of my jammies and put on my Super Angie superhero getup { Read: Jeans and a hoodie. } and come stay with her 2 eldest boys.
It's funny because I remember changing into clothes and I remember praying for the sweet 5-year old and her parents...yet, when I got in the car and started driving, I had to check and make sure I was dressed. Not that I was NOT dressed...but was I wearing slippers? Did I put on socks? Did I grab my glasses?
Being there. That's what this world needs. That's what I need. And tonight I got to be there.
An amazing God moment in this is that I typically shut off my cellphone around 9:30 each night. Not on the 21st. On the 21st, I was binge-reading the third and sadly final book of Lynn Austin's Restoration Chronicles. Nehemiah was rebuilding the wall around Jerusalem.
When my cellphone rang, I thought for sure it was going to be a gab-fest. Instead I was greeted with a slightly frantic momma who needed me to change out of my jammies and put on my Super Angie superhero getup { Read: Jeans and a hoodie. } and come stay with her 2 eldest boys.
It's funny because I remember changing into clothes and I remember praying for the sweet 5-year old and her parents...yet, when I got in the car and started driving, I had to check and make sure I was dressed. Not that I was NOT dressed...but was I wearing slippers? Did I put on socks? Did I grab my glasses?
Being there. That's what this world needs. That's what I need. And tonight I got to be there.
Saturday, February 20, 2016
My February Blog Project ~ February 18th through the 20th ~ Enough
There's a beautiful gift in singleness that's a gift. It took me a while to come to this conclusion...and maybe it's been growing with each and every heartbreak I endure. I realize that Christ is faithful. Each time that I think I've met a great guy and each time that "great" guy has broken my heart, I've been drawn closer to Christ. I've seen Him as enough.
For those people who - perhaps are well-meaning - ask "why are you still single?" I can say to them because this is what my Heavenly Father has in His PERFECT plan for my life.
Like I said, it took me a while to come to this conclusion...and too be honest, I cannot remember which heart break it was...probably either 7 or 8. I'm not sure.
But looking back over each heartbreak and each situation that left me in tears, I found Christ to be faithful and enough.
I would much rather wait for what He has in-store than rush ahead and do the choosing. I know me. I know I have made some not-so-wise decisions when it's come to my decision-making so for now...for today, I'm going to trust Him.
For those people who - perhaps are well-meaning - ask "why are you still single?" I can say to them because this is what my Heavenly Father has in His PERFECT plan for my life.
Like I said, it took me a while to come to this conclusion...and too be honest, I cannot remember which heart break it was...probably either 7 or 8. I'm not sure.
But looking back over each heartbreak and each situation that left me in tears, I found Christ to be faithful and enough.
I would much rather wait for what He has in-store than rush ahead and do the choosing. I know me. I know I have made some not-so-wise decisions when it's come to my decision-making so for now...for today, I'm going to trust Him.
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
My Blog February Blog Project ~ February 17th ~ No TV
Because it's just me and the feline, I'm under no obligation to have a TV on. Infact I've gone days without watching anything on the moving picture box.
And I do want to watch "You've Got Mail" for the 400th time, I have no one to answer to except sweet Celia. And let's be honest - with a little catnip, she could care less what is on the TV.
I suppose she'd care if it was some bird watching program.
Nah. She'd be under the influence of catnip without a care in the world.
I love that I do not feel the NEED to have the TV on.
And I do want to watch "You've Got Mail" for the 400th time, I have no one to answer to except sweet Celia. And let's be honest - with a little catnip, she could care less what is on the TV.
I suppose she'd care if it was some bird watching program.
Nah. She'd be under the influence of catnip without a care in the world.
I love that I do not feel the NEED to have the TV on.
My February Blog Project ~ February 16th ~ Coffee Mug Collection
I collect coffee mugs like some people collect figurines or license plates or Waterford Crystal.
I'm not exactly sure when I started down this ridiculously fabulous road.
I would have to guess that it was around my 30th birthday....because before my 30th birthday, I'm not sure I consumed coffee. Ooooh, do not get me wrong, I consumed cappuccinos throughout college. Infact I blame my college roommate, Mandy, for introducing me to my beloved. It was on a roadtrip between Pensacola, Florida and somewhere in Ohio that she implored me to just try mixing cappuccino with hot chocolate. That's all it took. Shell Gas Station Cappuccino and a shot of hot chocolate and I was hooked. There's something about being in a VW Fox with a large styrofoam mug of our coffee-concoction while listening to the New Kids of the Block Christmas cassette tape from circa 1990.
As with any addictions, it started off small....just during roadtrips... And then I met Ruth and Ruth and I would go to Books-a-million and Barnes & Noble to study....mostly we leafed-through magazines and read cute children's books while consuming coffee and talking about this-that-and-the-other.
After college, I worked at a bank with my friend Tammy. Tammy introduced me to The Gathering. A conveniently located across from the bank coffeeshop. It was beautiful. At this point in my life, coffee was a once a week treat. (I was so young and naive then.)
On a crazy whim, Tanya and I ventured to Florida for a vacation. I recall we tried keeping track of how much coffee we consumed but at some point, we threw in the towel. We bought the Old Navy flip-flops and we drank the coffee. Iced coffee. Hot coffee. Coffee-coffee-coffee!
And then I began teaching....even still, my coffee addiction was random at best. I still had not purchased a coffeemaker. Sara and I would indulge in Meg's and Barnes & Nobles every now and then...but nothing serious.
It wasn't until I took the secretary position at Terracon that I became a coffee junkie...and I'm going to guess that this is when I began collecting mugs.
I mean - I really had not need for mugs before Terracon.
Terracon changed my life. In so many ways.
Terracon brought out my inner-secretary.
Terracon helped me stay organized.
Terracon also introduced me to Post-it Notes. Post-it Notes everywhere. At one point, they were around the entire perimeter for my work computer screen.
After Terracon, the District. I don't even try to hide my coffee relationship here. There's a BUNN coffeemaker in the lunch/break-room. There's 2 pots of regular and 1 decaf.
I will say this - there are a handful of my co-workers that if I see them making the coffee, I will opt for green tea...as their motto is if 3 scoops is good, then 5 scoops is better! Can we say sludge? Nobody has time for sludge coffee.
Sooo my coffee cup collection... As with my coffee addiction, the mug obsession started off small and harmless. A mug here or there. Ooh look - the cherry dishes at the cottage come with 8 cherry mugs.
Somewhere over the course of the next several years, I've morphed into the girl who purchases a coffee cup souvenir. Isn't that just grand?
I have a lovely travel Seattle coffee mug that I cannot help but think about the surprise birthday trip out to visit her and her lovely family.
Then there's my Celtic Cat coffee mug and the mug with the arrows stating London and Dublin and various other places I would like to see.
I love that I can have this coffee cup collection and not have to explain to anyone else why I need 15 coffee mugs.
Every morning when I pour myself a mug of coffee, I'm reminded of a fun adventure. It's beautiful. It's a gift.
I'm not exactly sure when I started down this ridiculously fabulous road.
I would have to guess that it was around my 30th birthday....because before my 30th birthday, I'm not sure I consumed coffee. Ooooh, do not get me wrong, I consumed cappuccinos throughout college. Infact I blame my college roommate, Mandy, for introducing me to my beloved. It was on a roadtrip between Pensacola, Florida and somewhere in Ohio that she implored me to just try mixing cappuccino with hot chocolate. That's all it took. Shell Gas Station Cappuccino and a shot of hot chocolate and I was hooked. There's something about being in a VW Fox with a large styrofoam mug of our coffee-concoction while listening to the New Kids of the Block Christmas cassette tape from circa 1990.
As with any addictions, it started off small....just during roadtrips... And then I met Ruth and Ruth and I would go to Books-a-million and Barnes & Noble to study....mostly we leafed-through magazines and read cute children's books while consuming coffee and talking about this-that-and-the-other.
After college, I worked at a bank with my friend Tammy. Tammy introduced me to The Gathering. A conveniently located across from the bank coffeeshop. It was beautiful. At this point in my life, coffee was a once a week treat. (I was so young and naive then.)
On a crazy whim, Tanya and I ventured to Florida for a vacation. I recall we tried keeping track of how much coffee we consumed but at some point, we threw in the towel. We bought the Old Navy flip-flops and we drank the coffee. Iced coffee. Hot coffee. Coffee-coffee-coffee!
And then I began teaching....even still, my coffee addiction was random at best. I still had not purchased a coffeemaker. Sara and I would indulge in Meg's and Barnes & Nobles every now and then...but nothing serious.
It wasn't until I took the secretary position at Terracon that I became a coffee junkie...and I'm going to guess that this is when I began collecting mugs.
I mean - I really had not need for mugs before Terracon.
Terracon changed my life. In so many ways.
Terracon brought out my inner-secretary.
Terracon helped me stay organized.
Terracon also introduced me to Post-it Notes. Post-it Notes everywhere. At one point, they were around the entire perimeter for my work computer screen.
After Terracon, the District. I don't even try to hide my coffee relationship here. There's a BUNN coffeemaker in the lunch/break-room. There's 2 pots of regular and 1 decaf.
I will say this - there are a handful of my co-workers that if I see them making the coffee, I will opt for green tea...as their motto is if 3 scoops is good, then 5 scoops is better! Can we say sludge? Nobody has time for sludge coffee.
Sooo my coffee cup collection... As with my coffee addiction, the mug obsession started off small and harmless. A mug here or there. Ooh look - the cherry dishes at the cottage come with 8 cherry mugs.
Somewhere over the course of the next several years, I've morphed into the girl who purchases a coffee cup souvenir. Isn't that just grand?
I have a lovely travel Seattle coffee mug that I cannot help but think about the surprise birthday trip out to visit her and her lovely family.
Then there's my Celtic Cat coffee mug and the mug with the arrows stating London and Dublin and various other places I would like to see.
I love that I can have this coffee cup collection and not have to explain to anyone else why I need 15 coffee mugs.
Every morning when I pour myself a mug of coffee, I'm reminded of a fun adventure. It's beautiful. It's a gift.
My February Blog Project ~ February 15th ~ Traveling solo
As I picked-up my guest / craft room, I stumbled upon a recently ordered AAA travel guide for Connecticut, Massachusetts & Rhode Island and various maps. A map of Boston, a Northeastern States / Provinces map, a Connecticut, Massachusetts & Rhode Island map, and lastly a map of Door County, Wisconsin.
Sooo many exciting adventures await....
Fall 2016 - Boston
Sometime in 2016 - Door County
I love traveling. By car, by plane, or by train.
On my trip to Ireland, I met a gal who was on the trip by herself. Her sister was supposed to accompany her but she was unable to go at the last minute due to a healthy issue. The solo traveler explored wherever her little heart desired. I was impressed with her sense of adventure and embracing being on the trip by herself.
Sooo many exciting adventures await....
Fall 2016 - Boston
Sometime in 2016 - Door County
I love traveling. By car, by plane, or by train.
On my trip to Ireland, I met a gal who was on the trip by herself. Her sister was supposed to accompany her but she was unable to go at the last minute due to a healthy issue. The solo traveler explored wherever her little heart desired. I was impressed with her sense of adventure and embracing being on the trip by herself.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
My February Blog Project ~ February 14th ~ Too fabulous to settle
Some time ago, I discovered that I do not have to settle. What a freeing moment. What a beautiful gift. I do not have to settle. Period.
In the meantime....I have every intention of getting a pedicure with the girls, going out to brunches with Lori, going on roadtrips to see amazing places like Door County and Northern Minnesota and Italy.
Being single means I do not have to sit around fretting about missed opportunities. I've decided to embrace life...but first COFFEE! And let's contemplate that pedicure appointment. :)
Saturday, February 13, 2016
My February Blog Project ~ February 12th ~ Cleaning
I love having the Pandora app on my phone.
During my workday, I listen to Pandora's Traditional Country Hymns station.
Earlier this week at work, I was humming along with an instrumental version of "What A Friend We Have in Jesus." My co-worker (Tooth-tape-ripper) asked, "Angela, what are you humming?"
I replied, "What a friend we have in Jesus."
Co-worker: "What are the words to that hymn?" She, then, began trying to recall the words... Once upon a time, this co-worker sang in a downtown church choir so she oftentimes surprises me when she can tell me line-for-line the hymns.
We Googled the verses. I read them outloud to her.
And there was another little seed planted...
Thank you, Lord, for the hymns and their doctrinal goodness.
I like to, also, listen to Pandora when I'm cleaning my apartment. My preference is Pandora's Sound of Music station. On this station, you will hear songs from Oklahoma and My Fair Lady and...Frozen. Yep! "Do you want to build a snowman?"
My favorite song to sing while cleaning is "In Summer"...because Olaf talks about buzzing bees and dandelions and the warm sun.
During my workday, I listen to Pandora's Traditional Country Hymns station.
Earlier this week at work, I was humming along with an instrumental version of "What A Friend We Have in Jesus." My co-worker (Tooth-tape-ripper) asked, "Angela, what are you humming?"
I replied, "What a friend we have in Jesus."
Co-worker: "What are the words to that hymn?" She, then, began trying to recall the words... Once upon a time, this co-worker sang in a downtown church choir so she oftentimes surprises me when she can tell me line-for-line the hymns.
We Googled the verses. I read them outloud to her.
And there was another little seed planted...
Thank you, Lord, for the hymns and their doctrinal goodness.
I like to, also, listen to Pandora when I'm cleaning my apartment. My preference is Pandora's Sound of Music station. On this station, you will hear songs from Oklahoma and My Fair Lady and...Frozen. Yep! "Do you want to build a snowman?"
My favorite song to sing while cleaning is "In Summer"...because Olaf talks about buzzing bees and dandelions and the warm sun.
Thursday, February 11, 2016
My February Blog Project ~ February 11th ~ sleep
Being single means...
A) I can go to bed whenever my little heart desires. {Let it be stated for the record that my little heart typically is saying, "10 o'clock is the latest!!!"}
B) I typically get 7 to 8 hours of sleep every night.
C) I only drive Celia nuts with my love of mornings!!!
Being single means I know me and I know that I need 2 hours in the morning before I clock in at work. Two hours to do what??? WAKE-UP, CONSUME SOME COFFEE, LISTEN TO SOME AMAZING MUSIC THAT KEEPS ME THOUGHTS FOCUSED ON JESUS, DRINK MORE COFFEE, EAT BREAKFAST AND BASICALLY CONSOLE MYSELF WITH, "You are a grown-up now, Angie Good. You must be responsible and go to work."
This is a very accurate description of my morning routine.
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
My February Blog Project ~ February 10th ~ No Hints
Three years ago, I bought myself a teal coffeemaker for Valentine's Day. Yes, a teal Mr. Coffee coffeemaker. The coffeemaker was a necessity...the teal was the gift to myself.
I cannot believe that I went x-number of years without buying myself a lovely VD gift.
I'd like to think that pre-teal coffeemaker, I did treat myself to fru-fru coffee on VD so perhaps that can count for something...lest you think I'm completely ridiculous and have fallen off the deep end.
Today I'm thankful that I don't have to hint around to get someone else to buy me a VD gift. I know what I want. I have a Post-it note in my hacienda (and yeah - you know what I mean when I say "Hacienda"!!!) that has a list of 2 things that I would love for VD. They are both gifts that keep on giving the whole year through.
I kinda want to order both of these items online and select the GIFT WRAP option...and I was thinking about having the card read,
I cannot believe that I went x-number of years without buying myself a lovely VD gift.
I'd like to think that pre-teal coffeemaker, I did treat myself to fru-fru coffee on VD so perhaps that can count for something...lest you think I'm completely ridiculous and have fallen off the deep end.
Today I'm thankful that I don't have to hint around to get someone else to buy me a VD gift. I know what I want. I have a Post-it note in my hacienda (and yeah - you know what I mean when I say "Hacienda"!!!) that has a list of 2 things that I would love for VD. They are both gifts that keep on giving the whole year through.
I kinda want to order both of these items online and select the GIFT WRAP option...and I was thinking about having the card read,
"TO ME - FROM ME! XOXOXO Beautiful!"
Tuesday, February 9, 2016
My February Blog Project ~ February 9th ~ Remote Control
I, Angie Good, have sole possession of my remote control.
Monday, February 8, 2016
2nd Thanksgiving and 2nd Black Friday
Today my friend Lori suggested that since I'm celebrating 2nd Thanksgiving in lieu of Valentine's Day, I should celebrate 2nd Black Friday on Monday the 15th. Well, it just soo happens that the 15th is Presidents Day and I do not have to go to work!!! BONUS!!! I, not only get a 2nd Thanksgiving, I also get a 2nd Black Friday. Hmmmm...this is going to part of one of my February Blog Project Posts because...well, you are just going to have to wait and see... :)
To be continued...
To be continued...
My February Blog Project ~ February 8th ~ Super Bowl
Today I'm thankful I am single because I did not have to sit through the Super Bowl. Instead of being forced to watch men wearing cropped leggings and ludicrous shoulder pads, I went to the gym, came home & enjoyed a leisure supper while watching a sappy chick flick.
Sunday, February 7, 2016
My February Blog Project ~ February 7th ~ 7 Steps
Today I was blessed with the opportunity to hear my college pastor, Pastor Schettler, preach.
The Lord gave him a message about handling disappointments. I love that Pastor Schettler can deliver the reality of "You are going to be disappointed in 2016" and then take us to a fork-in-the-road where Path #1 is what will happen if you do NOT handle the disappointment according to God's Word...and the other fork in the road - Path #2 - is handling the disappointment Biblically.
Before I even had learned that Pastor Schettler was going to be in town, I had been contemplating two of his college chapel messages. One was about Isaac and his men digging wells and how the enemy would come and takeover the wells and Isaac told his men, "Dig another well." {This whole dig-the-well and then moving on to dig another well went on time-and-time again.} I've been doing some well-digging since the first of the year.
The second message I've been thinking about was Pastor Schettler's "Seven Steps to Perfect Dating." And actually I've only been thinking about 1 of the 7 steps...."How you get them is how you keep them." How you act to catch his / her attention is what you will have to do to keep them. It's so true. I could list example after example. I won't.
Today's the 6th day of February and my thankful for being single "thing" for today is...I'm thankful the Lord lead me to Pensacola Christian College at the exact point in time when I would be under the preaching for Pastor Jim Schettler. I'm thankful for the time and energy and diligence he put in to studying God's Word and preaching truth to me and the entire student body.
I'm thankful the Lord brings these truths to my mind from time to time. It's up to me to listen to His still, small voice and act accordingly.
The Lord gave him a message about handling disappointments. I love that Pastor Schettler can deliver the reality of "You are going to be disappointed in 2016" and then take us to a fork-in-the-road where Path #1 is what will happen if you do NOT handle the disappointment according to God's Word...and the other fork in the road - Path #2 - is handling the disappointment Biblically.
Before I even had learned that Pastor Schettler was going to be in town, I had been contemplating two of his college chapel messages. One was about Isaac and his men digging wells and how the enemy would come and takeover the wells and Isaac told his men, "Dig another well." {This whole dig-the-well and then moving on to dig another well went on time-and-time again.} I've been doing some well-digging since the first of the year.
The second message I've been thinking about was Pastor Schettler's "Seven Steps to Perfect Dating." And actually I've only been thinking about 1 of the 7 steps...."How you get them is how you keep them." How you act to catch his / her attention is what you will have to do to keep them. It's so true. I could list example after example. I won't.
Today's the 6th day of February and my thankful for being single "thing" for today is...I'm thankful the Lord lead me to Pensacola Christian College at the exact point in time when I would be under the preaching for Pastor Jim Schettler. I'm thankful for the time and energy and diligence he put in to studying God's Word and preaching truth to me and the entire student body.
I'm thankful the Lord brings these truths to my mind from time to time. It's up to me to listen to His still, small voice and act accordingly.
Saturday, February 6, 2016
My February Blog Project ~ February 6th ~ The Tundra
Even as I sit here contemplating the 6th thing I am thankful about - The Tundra - I am laughing because I don't really mean THE Tundra.
Being single means I can adjust the thermostat to whatever ridiculous setting I want.
Celia has a fur coat and does not care one bit if the heat is off or on...which is a good thing because I love having my bedroom thermostat locked on the OFF setting.
I love crisp cotton sheets, a down comforter, and a wool blanket.
Friday, February 5, 2016
My February Blog Project ~ February 5th ~ Reading
After a week of people-ing and adulting, I can come home on a Friday night and silence my cellphone, grab a snack, and binge-read.
I can also stay up until the wee hours of the morning to finish a book. I must say that I have done this. I have disrespected the following day by finishing up a wonderful book. I confess I did it and I will probably do it again.
I am currently completely wrapped up in Lynn Austin's The Restoration Chronicles.
Thursday, February 4, 2016
My February Blog Project ~ February 4th ~ My Hacienda
Several years ago, I was a 2nd grade teacher. During this time in my life, my friend Sara and I worked part-time for Rockford Public Library. It was during this part-time gig that we became friends with Nancy. Nancy was friends with Joyce. {Even now, Sara, when I say Joyce's name, I say it quite bass-like. Joyce.}
Joyce had a special vocabulary...all her own. Joyce like mauve-red roses. Never seen any...but the color combo sounds trendy. She also loved the actress Katharine Headburn. Interesting. I like Kathrine Hepburn. Joyce believed if bald eagles landed, they would die. She seriously believed this! She also had some other notion about hummingbirds but I cannot recall precisely what it is and if I call Nancy right now, we will gab for an hour and I just can't do that at this moment.
My favorite all-time Joyce-ism is hacienda. Hacienda is house (much like an estate). For Joyce, hacienda is calendar and/or schedule.
When making plans, she would always check her hacienda.
Sara and I always check our haciendas before making plans.
Infact, during the time when I was teaching and subbing at the library, I bought a really nice red hacienda. It's refillable and I still have it...these 12 years later.
It's strange that hacienda has been calendar for the past 12 years.
Today I've been thinking about my hacienda and how being single gives me the freedom to only have 1 hacienda to coordinate.
If I want to go see Bryan over any given weekend, I just have to check my hacienda to ensure no other plans are set...such as a crafting roadtrip with Lori or haircut and/or thrift outing.
If I get invited to Montana to visit my friends, I don't have to check in with another hacienda. I just have to open up my red planner and make sure my hacienda is clear! {Celia appreciated that Lori checked her hacienda and then graciously volunteered to feed her while her human was out of the state!}
One hacienda to check if I want to go to my friend's house and watch Hallmark Christmas movies...pretty much all December-long.
If a friend needs me to babysit and my hacienda is clear, I can say, "YES!" and not have to worry one bit.
If a friend needs "emergency" coffee and thrift outing for a big date, I can go just as long as my hacienda is not filled in.
Being single gives me great freedom with my schedule. It's one of my favorite things and the thing I'm most thankful for today.
Joyce had a special vocabulary...all her own. Joyce like mauve-red roses. Never seen any...but the color combo sounds trendy. She also loved the actress Katharine Headburn. Interesting. I like Kathrine Hepburn. Joyce believed if bald eagles landed, they would die. She seriously believed this! She also had some other notion about hummingbirds but I cannot recall precisely what it is and if I call Nancy right now, we will gab for an hour and I just can't do that at this moment.
My favorite all-time Joyce-ism is hacienda. Hacienda is house (much like an estate). For Joyce, hacienda is calendar and/or schedule.
When making plans, she would always check her hacienda.
Sara and I always check our haciendas before making plans.
Infact, during the time when I was teaching and subbing at the library, I bought a really nice red hacienda. It's refillable and I still have it...these 12 years later.
It's strange that hacienda has been calendar for the past 12 years.
Today I've been thinking about my hacienda and how being single gives me the freedom to only have 1 hacienda to coordinate.
If I want to go see Bryan over any given weekend, I just have to check my hacienda to ensure no other plans are set...such as a crafting roadtrip with Lori or haircut and/or thrift outing.
If I get invited to Montana to visit my friends, I don't have to check in with another hacienda. I just have to open up my red planner and make sure my hacienda is clear! {Celia appreciated that Lori checked her hacienda and then graciously volunteered to feed her while her human was out of the state!}
One hacienda to check if I want to go to my friend's house and watch Hallmark Christmas movies...pretty much all December-long.
If a friend needs me to babysit and my hacienda is clear, I can say, "YES!" and not have to worry one bit.
If a friend needs "emergency" coffee and thrift outing for a big date, I can go just as long as my hacienda is not filled in.
Being single gives me great freedom with my schedule. It's one of my favorite things and the thing I'm most thankful for today.
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
My February Blog Project ~ February 3rd ~ Guacamole and chips
On this 3rd day of February, I've been thinking about food and how that being single means I can consume my body weight in guacamole free from judgment. Aside from Celia's condescending looks, I'm free to eat whatever my little heart desires.
I can eat baked chicken breasts with a side of baked sweet potatoes for an entire week...lunch and dinner.
I can eat breakfast for supper anytime I fancy the notion. This would include filling my favorite red coffee mug with Chex and eating said cereal while watching NetFlix.
I can consume a carton of raspberries and a couple handful of almonds.
Salads every day in the summer. No one to harass me about "rabbit food." Salads are superior to other foods. Not more superior than breakfast foods. Salads are a very close 2nd.
I can eat baked chicken breasts with a side of baked sweet potatoes for an entire week...lunch and dinner.
I can eat breakfast for supper anytime I fancy the notion. This would include filling my favorite red coffee mug with Chex and eating said cereal while watching NetFlix.
I can consume a carton of raspberries and a couple handful of almonds.
Salads every day in the summer. No one to harass me about "rabbit food." Salads are superior to other foods. Not more superior than breakfast foods. Salads are a very close 2nd.
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