we are out of the hotel and in a 2-bedroom apt.
i already miss the hotel.
i have no cell phone reception at the new place and my wireless adapter for my 'puter got pushed all the way in during transport so no internet (even if it was hooked up.)
never fear... i have some options.
we are well. had a wonderful christmas with family and the pobble.
no idea what i'm doing new years except drinking (but not too much since the 1st is a sunday and i gotta work.)
here's to 2005 and to moving into 2006.
b'shalom, blessed be, and blessings, and etc...
God's peace, y'all
searching for the sacred
Friday, December 30, 2005
Monday, December 12, 2005
a blog is worth a thousand words
i have so many blogs in my head right now; things i've wanted to say, but just haven't had the time to write down. finally i am in the business center of the hotel and free to write for just a moment before returning to my suite to charge my phone and make the hundred calls that need to be taken care of before my silent prince returns from daycare and i need to find new ways to entertain him in our small space.
we are waiting to hear about a house and an apartment... today, please God, i want to start packing.
the hotel has been wonderful, but i am getting used to this life and i'm getting tired of the eloise syndrome that has taken over my daughter (and me perhaps.)
let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...
it snowed like crazy last friday. at least 8 inches that covered everything and created an inescapable winter wonderland.
years ago, when i was a teenager and beginning to feel the effects of depression undiagnoised until my thirties, i remember sitting at my bedroom window and wishing it would snow. actually it was more a prayer for snow. i wanted to replay a memory of dancing under street lights and big white flakes with the pobble, her sister and my brother when we decided to go christmas caroling. i don't even remember stoping at any homes, just singing and dancing in the purity of the beautiful whiteness that the snow had created. it had made me feel clean and that night at my window i felt dirty and deluged by dark thoughts. "make it snow." i prayed, but it was the middle of march and springtime was trying to make it's way into the world. i went to bed feeling defeated by life and woke in the morning to my father's announcement that there was snow on the ground.
who says prayer doesn't work?
God rest ye merry gentlemen...
hubby is a huge sports fan and despite the fact that the eagles can't buy a win he continues to be an eagles fan.
the hotel where we are staying is not far from ESPN and so it caters to several sports personalities, most of whom i don't recognize... until the saturday after thanksgiving when mike ditka was checking in at the front desk. i wanted so badly to go up to him and ask for an autograph for hubby, but it wasn't the best timing nor was the second time that i saw him... until the wintery weather covered all the cars in the parking lot with frost and the poor man was using a credit card to scrape his rear windshield as we were putting the kids in the car for school.
"would you mind shaking my husband's hand?" bless his heart he was pleased to do it and hubby, who would have lent it to anyone in need, offered him our ice scraper to clear his car.
it's possible i got a bigger kick out of it then hubby, but he's having fun telling the story.
on the first day of christmas, my true love gave to me...
Happy Holidays!" yes, i said it... that dreaded "h" word: HOLIDAYS!
again... a long time ago, as a teenager, working in the malls at christmas time i would say: have a happy holiday to the customers who came through our door. not because i was trying to take christ out of christmas, but because i was very aware that more than just christians shopped in our store and i wasn't going to try and make assumptions about which people were what. i wasn't trying to be pc, just smart.
so here's the thing. it's not christmas yet. it's actually advent so if christians really wanted to make a stink then they should insist that target put up advent candles and not christmas decorations in their stores. and employees should have to say: "happy advent" to the customers who came into shop for presents.
but that's ridiculous. the secular season is all about getting people to spend money. the religious season is all about waiting for christ to come. i'm not suggesting that christians don't do secular things at this time of year... but don't tell me that the stores need to uphold some religious principal this time of year. they wouldn't be able to do it and instead they'd function as hypocrites. let them be who they are. in other words don't put up a baby jesus to sanction what i buy...
well, that's all for now. i think i've said enough and it's time to make those phone calls.
God's peace y'all
away in a manger, no crib for a bed...
i want a home for christmas. this just doesn't seem the appropriate time to ask: WWJD? lay his little head in a feeding trough. i want to have a home to decorate, hang lights, put up a tree, remember that this is a time of hope and sparkling things.
i want a home for christmas. this just doesn't seem the appropriate time to ask: WWJD? lay his little head in a feeding trough. i want to have a home to decorate, hang lights, put up a tree, remember that this is a time of hope and sparkling things.
we are waiting to hear about a house and an apartment... today, please God, i want to start packing.
the hotel has been wonderful, but i am getting used to this life and i'm getting tired of the eloise syndrome that has taken over my daughter (and me perhaps.)
let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...
it snowed like crazy last friday. at least 8 inches that covered everything and created an inescapable winter wonderland.
years ago, when i was a teenager and beginning to feel the effects of depression undiagnoised until my thirties, i remember sitting at my bedroom window and wishing it would snow. actually it was more a prayer for snow. i wanted to replay a memory of dancing under street lights and big white flakes with the pobble, her sister and my brother when we decided to go christmas caroling. i don't even remember stoping at any homes, just singing and dancing in the purity of the beautiful whiteness that the snow had created. it had made me feel clean and that night at my window i felt dirty and deluged by dark thoughts. "make it snow." i prayed, but it was the middle of march and springtime was trying to make it's way into the world. i went to bed feeling defeated by life and woke in the morning to my father's announcement that there was snow on the ground.
who says prayer doesn't work?
God rest ye merry gentlemen...
hubby is a huge sports fan and despite the fact that the eagles can't buy a win he continues to be an eagles fan.
the hotel where we are staying is not far from ESPN and so it caters to several sports personalities, most of whom i don't recognize... until the saturday after thanksgiving when mike ditka was checking in at the front desk. i wanted so badly to go up to him and ask for an autograph for hubby, but it wasn't the best timing nor was the second time that i saw him... until the wintery weather covered all the cars in the parking lot with frost and the poor man was using a credit card to scrape his rear windshield as we were putting the kids in the car for school.
"would you mind shaking my husband's hand?" bless his heart he was pleased to do it and hubby, who would have lent it to anyone in need, offered him our ice scraper to clear his car.
it's possible i got a bigger kick out of it then hubby, but he's having fun telling the story.
on the first day of christmas, my true love gave to me...
Happy Holidays!" yes, i said it... that dreaded "h" word: HOLIDAYS!
again... a long time ago, as a teenager, working in the malls at christmas time i would say: have a happy holiday to the customers who came through our door. not because i was trying to take christ out of christmas, but because i was very aware that more than just christians shopped in our store and i wasn't going to try and make assumptions about which people were what. i wasn't trying to be pc, just smart.
so here's the thing. it's not christmas yet. it's actually advent so if christians really wanted to make a stink then they should insist that target put up advent candles and not christmas decorations in their stores. and employees should have to say: "happy advent" to the customers who came into shop for presents.
but that's ridiculous. the secular season is all about getting people to spend money. the religious season is all about waiting for christ to come. i'm not suggesting that christians don't do secular things at this time of year... but don't tell me that the stores need to uphold some religious principal this time of year. they wouldn't be able to do it and instead they'd function as hypocrites. let them be who they are. in other words don't put up a baby jesus to sanction what i buy...
well, that's all for now. i think i've said enough and it's time to make those phone calls.
God's peace y'all
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
i miss my 'puter!!!
i miss being in my own home
i miss being on my 'puter
i miss being able to put the kids in their beds UPSTAIRS and watch tv downstairs
i miss being on-line on my 'puter
i miss being able to take the kids right out front to catch the bus in the morning (instead of driving 17 miles on a major highway to get them to two different schools at the same time.
i miss chatting with the pobble on my 'puter
i miss being able to run next door to go to work
and then sitting at my kitchen table doing my work on my 'puter
i miss being able to put my clothes in my dresser drawers and walk in closet rather than carting them back and forth from my washer/dryer at home to the hotel
i miss checking in with all my cyber friends on my 'puter.
i miss being able to put the door out on the tie-out in order for her to do her business rather than having to take long walks around the hotel in the freezing cold
AND I REALLY MISS BLOGGING ON MY 'PUTER.
~sigh~
and i miss you all.
i miss being on my 'puter
i miss being able to put the kids in their beds UPSTAIRS and watch tv downstairs
i miss being on-line on my 'puter
i miss being able to take the kids right out front to catch the bus in the morning (instead of driving 17 miles on a major highway to get them to two different schools at the same time.
i miss chatting with the pobble on my 'puter
i miss being able to run next door to go to work
and then sitting at my kitchen table doing my work on my 'puter
i miss being able to put my clothes in my dresser drawers and walk in closet rather than carting them back and forth from my washer/dryer at home to the hotel
i miss checking in with all my cyber friends on my 'puter.
i miss being able to put the door out on the tie-out in order for her to do her business rather than having to take long walks around the hotel in the freezing cold
AND I REALLY MISS BLOGGING ON MY 'PUTER.
~sigh~
and i miss you all.
Thursday, December 01, 2005
abatement
hubby and i prayed in bed together last night before going to sleep. not that we've never prayed together before, but it's a practice we don't often practice.
over the last how many weeks has it been now? i can't even remember several weeks there have been an awful lot of people praying for us. people i don't even know have put me and my family on their prayer lists.
bloggers have prayed for me, christians, pagans, muslims, and jews have called out to God on my behalf.
it's amazing.
we are still in our hotel. ever have to stay in a hotel over a long-ish period of time look for a residence inn. they are awesome! i got into a conversation with another woman staying here and she said it was like being in the south. so true; there is nothing like hospitality in the south (and i'm a yankee to my core.)
i have so very little time on the 'puter now-a-day's and i miss it.
so, to my cyber friends and all the others. thanks for keeping me in your thoughts and prayers. keep it up, i sooo feel them.
and pray that we get settled somewhere soon enough that i can get back to this community.
peace to all!
over the last how many weeks has it been now? i can't even remember several weeks there have been an awful lot of people praying for us. people i don't even know have put me and my family on their prayer lists.
bloggers have prayed for me, christians, pagans, muslims, and jews have called out to God on my behalf.
it's amazing.
we are still in our hotel. ever have to stay in a hotel over a long-ish period of time look for a residence inn. they are awesome! i got into a conversation with another woman staying here and she said it was like being in the south. so true; there is nothing like hospitality in the south (and i'm a yankee to my core.)
i have so very little time on the 'puter now-a-day's and i miss it.
so, to my cyber friends and all the others. thanks for keeping me in your thoughts and prayers. keep it up, i sooo feel them.
and pray that we get settled somewhere soon enough that i can get back to this community.
peace to all!
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