Monday, December 28, 2009

Is for what is you hearing?

For a well read, well written person, I sometimes suck at communication. I know what I am trying to say but saying it sometimes comes out all wrong. I think that this is why I like email, facebook and such. When I write it down, I have a delete key. When I say it, no such luck...

I struggle with what I think a person is going to say in response to what I say. I am so sure that I am going to hear a negative that I won't say something at all. I won't say I really want to do something or I think this way or that. I am 100% certain that the replier will tell what a totally stupid thing to say or want to do. Or I feel like an oyster. Closed up tighter than tight and you are supposed to realize that something is wrong and pry it out of me.

Sometimes it sounds so clear to me but not to the person I am talking to. I struggle with that at work every now and then. I assume I know what I am saying so everyone else must to.

That is what is so lovely about life though. I may struggle but there is always tomorrow. I know it sounds very Gone with the Wind but it makes it no less true. Tomorrow is a day of endless possibilities.

(And chicken and dumplings dinner with J, J and T : P ) I know that each day is a day for the better. I am very much a follower of This is the day that the Lord has made...we will rejoice and be glad in it.

Good day and better tomorrow.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Devotional Repost

I wrote this last year. I was really happy with how it turned out. Thus I thought I might repost it. It was supposed to be a family devotional last year...

So here's what I had. I was going to have each person read a part. And then put the paper flipped over in the middle of the table. On the back, it would read Ch, ri, s, t, is, h, e, r, e

Mary: I was there, thoughtful and faithful. I went through things none had ever been through then or since. But I believed.

Joseph: I was there, supporting my wife. I believed her and God. We traveled far to come to the land of my birth. I would be there for his birth but his death would give all new life.

Shepherd: I was there, in awe and joyous. Everything that the angel told us came true. How could we stop from praising God for all the wondrous things we saw? And still see to this day.

Angel: I was there, praising and a messenger. Spreading the good news that this day would be born a savior. Even into this mortal flesh with all its pain and sorrow, how could one not but sing to his glory?

Star: I was there, shining a way to the Lord. Much like his Word still shines a way to him too.

Wise Men: I seek what all men seek. Salvation. Love. For all my gifts, his was greater still.

Ass: I was there. What was my burden of his mother to the burden for which he would carry even unto his death?

Innkeeper: I was there. How hectic a time was that? People stuck in every which how and place, only to find more on my doorstep looking for room. Imagine your house full to the gills. A man has to turn someone away. Yet how many more turn from him now?

Christ: I am here.

Christmas. Christ mass.

All those there for this one defining event. All those there to play a part. All crowded and around this singular person. Christ. Everything revolves around him. As it should now.

Then as now, there are so many things pulling away from Christ. Mothers, husbands, things to be gotten and given, messages to receive and get, seekers, burdens and hectic times.

But in the end, all that falls away and he is left. He is the pure grain when all the chaff is worn away. The Messiah. The Savior. That which all men seek and all may find. Amen.

Then as now, good night and find him...

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Happy to be Born: P

A gift from Mom who remembers my love for Winnie the Pooh
An Autumn Windchime for my balcony

Lunch and talking with Dad : D



A scarecrow couple and their candle houses (okay so maybe it is their phobia house seeing as it contains fire : P )


My Jar of Moonlight from Beloved
All in all, it was a lovely day to be born. I got birthday wishes on my facebook page, lunch out with Dad where I got to share my cool news about B and I working on getting pregnant : D Not there yet but it is exciting to know we are trying. I got sung to by T and J and Beloved took me out to Orsay where we had the best meal ever. The cats even snagged his credit card and got me Hello Kitty gifts galore.
Lovely, lovely.
Good day and Happy Birthday (yesterday) to me !




Thursday, December 17, 2009

The Day After

It is the day after the party. Things are quiet compared to yesterday. There were so many people here. Crowds everywhere. Old staff, current staff, old customers, adminstration, Friends of the Library people, kids, the daughter of the person who headed the community campaign to build this library. I mean crowds. We had a good time listening to stories, making Mr. Potato Heads and enjoying the branch. Everyone put a lot of hard work into the day and it was great.

But my, were we wiped by the end of the day. There was one very sad part to the day. My boss found out her last day which will be in mid January. They are moving her to another branch. I don't think that they will be replacing her. I am guessing I will be acting boss until ? Staffing here is like the tide. They flow in and they flow right back out again.

Does that make me the rock that it all flows around?

Good day and yay and bummer.

Monday, December 14, 2009

A new tradition












I come from a family with an abundance of Christmas traditions. He comes from one with none. So we added another to our family traditions. We made homemade gingerbread cookies. They were yummy, it was mess and it was a lot of fun to do with B. I made the pirate one : P He wanted cat cookie cutters but I have yet to find any. LOL You would think this might be the activity in which there is lights on the tree and some carols playing in the background. But not us... there were lights on the tree but it was a horror movie playing in the background.
That just us. Traditional with a quirk.
Good night and Chestnuts roasting on an open fire while manical chainsaw yielding person runs around : )



Friday, December 04, 2009

50 years

I am not 50. Thus far I have only made it to 33 and 4 days. In 18 more days, it will be 34 years on the earth. But my branch is turning 50 this year a couple of days before me.

We decided to throw a 1950s party. We are all dressing up in 1950s style clothes, playing with hula hoops, Frisbees, Barbie and Mr. Potato Head (with real potatos) and having staff who have worked here in the last 50 years come out to speak. We will be listening to Elvis and trying out our own American Bandstand style dancing.

Speaking of staff, we have a photo taken just the day before the opening here. It can be found at
http://jpl.coj.net/dlc/florida/photo/L18-001.html

We also decided to have a little trivia with the 1950s slang such as cat, bread, threads and tight.. better known as a cool person, money, clothes and best friends : )

Good day and you are just so keen : P