Pretty White Stuff
I Passed the Test! Twice!
Some of you may remember a small incident I posted a short while back, here.
If you haven't read it yet, go do so. Now.
Seriously. Go read it, then read this:
Last night I was driving to church with my cool family, when all of a sudden a white Dodge Caravan pulled out in front of me. Immediately thoughts bombarded my dome like firey darts: "lay on the horn" "pass on the shoulder then slam on your brakes" "pass on the double yellow then slam on your brakes", etc, etc... But then I thought, "anh, I should probably just pass the test." So I did what any 16 year old girl fresh out of watching Driver's Ed road rage films would do, and politely slowed down without honking my horn. I very badly wanted to, but I took a deep breath and fixed my mind on good things. Like church. Sheena then looked over at me with a sparkle in her eye and said "good job."
She said that because she knew my blood was boiling with rage at that very moment.
So that's what I call passing the test. But then TODAY:
I was minding my own business on my way to work while driving in the left lane, when all of a sudden a goon in a white Stratus decides he wants to come into my lane. In front of me. Even though there wasn't room. Right then is when thoughts started entering. "Call him a goon" "lay on the horn" "pass him on the shoulder" etc, etc.
Needless to say I passed the test. Again.
Booya gramma!
Way to Go Fatty
My good friend Fatty Hanz A.K.A. Matthew Hanson was on ESPN2 last night (thanks for the call Ben). He plays Div1 b-ball for Cal Poly.
Check out the story here. Just a snippet from the article:
"...Pacific outscored Cal Poly 32-13 to begin the second half and led 57-54 with 4:41 to play. But a 3-pointer by Hanson and four free throws by Clark put the Mustangs ahead 64-59 with 50 seconds remaining and they held on from there.."
What Ticks You Off?
Seriously. What is it that makes you upset? I'm in the process of discovering God's destiny for my life. In leiu of that, I've been listening to Creflo's podcast lately. A couple of episodes this morning really stirred my thinking. One of his points for Discovering God's Destiny for Your Life is to ask yourself "what is it that makes me upset? Something that I sometimes think I could do a better job than that." He used the illustration of Jesus overturning the tables of the moneychanges in Matthew. Jesus was obviously passionate about the temple of God, and was obviously upset at what was taking place there. Of course that directly related to Jesus' destiny on this earth.
So what upsets you? Creflo listed 9 other questions in the two message series, and as of right now I can maybe answer 4 or 5. And this is why I'm carpet burning my face as of late.
Mythbusters Junkie
Not sure if I'd consider myself a Mythbusters Junkie, but Sheena might. Do I like the show? You could say that.
I took the pic above with my phone while watching the show (not bad quality might I add). They are the results of a simple experiment: a car driving behind a semi truck and trailer at 55 mph. Even 100 feet behind the big rig, they proved 11% fuel savings. And with only a 10 foot gap they saw 40% fuel savings. Wow.
So yes, drafting does work. And you better believe I will test it on our next MN road trip, although maybe not with a 10 foot gap.
Any other Mythbuster watchers out there? Read more...
Good Chicken!
There are many typical outbursts that I hear often. The more populat might include:
Oh my gosh!
Oh my goodness!
Oh my chicken!
Wait a minute. Did you just say 'oh my chicken'?
*cough..mona..*cough
If you can invent an interjection, even if it's along the lines of poultry, I commend you.
My Best Audience for Jokes
Hey Jeremiah, What happens when you cross a singer and a rocking chair?
-- you rock to the beat.
And, um Jeremiah...Where does a penguin keep his money?
-- in a snow bank!!
Ya, for some reason that just cracked him up.
More Green
level, meaning more green, which requires more gr$$n. Fruit, salads
and veggies, num. Read more...
I Kicked Butt Today
Today rocked. Let me tell you from experience that if you're in a position that naturally you may not be qualified or fit for, good. Good? Ya, good. Do it as unto God, not your boss, and you will kick some tail. I'm starting to have some fun at work. I'm learning a bunch, and I believe God is developing gifts and talents inside of me. Very exciting.
Read more...Come to Daddy GSC!
Stands for Girl Scout Cookies. I just ordered three boxes. Why only 3, you 
ask? Because I'm sure we'll be approached by another little Scout. Plus, I ordered them from my old boss's boss. She's making the office rounds and already has like two full pages of orders from colleagues alone.
Mom always made us go door to door for fund raisers. And yes, it did build character (thanks Mom ;-)
2 Caramel Delights
1 Thin Mint
What are your favorites?
Hello? Yes, hi this is Tom with..
I just came back from the potty and have only one question for all of
you:
Am I old fashioned, or do most people nowadays talk on their cell
phone while using the restroom?
...talk about awkward. I wonder if he calls that multi tasking...
Read more...Drooper
I call him Drooper. She calls him Chipmunk Cheeks. But regardless of the nickname, it still doesn't change the fact that last night I almost lost him in the tomatoes. His cheeks are so round and chubulous he just blends right in. You'd think that milk would get past his cheeks.
Seriously, what a chipmunk.
Quote of the Day
I ran accross this quote in Think Simple Now's blog:
"In order to live the life you love, you have to love the life you live."
Healed and Hole... get it? Hole..
Nate was putting immense force into his cordless drill, trying to force a screw into a hole that didn't fit. Right before I was able to say, "wait, don't!" he DID, and this is what happened:
Basically, it's a hole. It doesn't look like much, but the drill bit went into his hand, and almost through the other side (about 3/4 inch into the hand). Ha, I think there was a dent on the top of his hand where it could have gone all the way through.
Me: "didn't you know not to do that?"
Nate: "honestly, I didn't even think about it."
But then again, maybe it was my fault since I was the one holding the pole he was drilling into.
Confession of an Assertive Driver
Warning. Long post ahead.
Within the last month or so, I've been tested and tried by the enemy in the realm of driving. You see, there's this stretch of interstate that takes me to my next stretch of interstate. And it never seems to fail; every morning there are other drivers that decide to use the fast lane until the very last second and then cut me off in order to take the same exit as me, after I spent the last six minutes being patient in the slow lane.
I don't like that.
So, to avoid the rage that tries to bubble up in me each time it happens, I usually would keep a very short distance b/w the car in front of me while approaching the exit. And believe it or not, devil-led people still find a way to squeeze in (always seems like they are female drivers too, which adds fuel to the fire).
I learned that this a test I need to pass...
SO TODAY, there was a major accident, which stopped freeway traffic. I was in the slow lane again and of course a slew of vehicles were trying to merge in front of me from the right. I decided that today I was going to pass the test. So I let three cars in a row merge in front of me all at once. They smiled and waved thank you. But then this little lady in a Honda Civic, car #4, tries to get in with the other three. I looked at her, but she pretended to be busy text messaging on her phone. Since traffic was still dead stopped, her car was right next to mine, trying to inch forward and gain a spot ahead of me.
I decided that three cars was enough. So I rolled down my passenger window and gained this lady's attention. "Maam. Maam...(speaking loudly so she could hear me through her window) would you mind waiting your turn? I just let three other cars go in front of me." She nodded and forced a spot behind me.
So I passed the test, I thought.
...yeah right. See you tomorrow lady.
Parents Who Lie
Ever since I was old enough to envision myself as a dad, I would relate other parents and what they say about their children to myself someday of what I would say or how I'd act in the same situation. I'm sure most parents have done that before becoming one.
BUT, what I want to make certain doesn't happen is that I become a lying parent. It bothers me when parents lie. For example, "...oh that's pretty good, but my son Johnny can already do 50 push-ups and he's only 5 months old." Or "all of my kids were sleeping through 12 hour nights at the age of 3 months." Or "My 1 year old is smarter than the average 4th grader."
Seriously, be honest about your kid.
That being said, our son Jeremiah sticks his tongue out at me. Sheena said he's old enough to copy facial expressions, so that's why the tongue. I'm working on the ape look: tongue in upper lip, cheeks blown out.
Oh, and he can already do 50 push-ups.
Warm Fuzzy
When I was in third grade, my teacher implemented a fun, in-between-subjects project that involved lots of yarn, and a cardboard donut. The end result was a ball shaped thing, with glue-on eyeballs also known as a Warm Fuzzy. I never glued on the eyeballs, I used mine as a basketball for my mini hoop in my bedrom. Anyway... I think Ms. Jones made some correlation of the Warm Fuzzy to a literal warm fuzzy: you know, that feeling you get when Grandma Irene gives you access to the Jolly Rancher candy dish, or when Mom hangs the picture that you drew of the family with disproportioned body parts on the refridgerator. Well, I'm feeling pretty warm fuzzy right about now. Reason: I now have 3, yes 3 MORE feeds added to my RSS reader.
-Fix You- (by THEE Chad Fix)
My Honor Academy Experience (sweet sister Sarah)
Super Naturally (My Better Half, a.k.a. The Sheen)
Anyhow, special blogs by special people. Also linked on the right -->
~Enjoy
What's New?
There's a lot of routine in my life. For example:
-Every day; I shower, eat, sleep, play
-Mon thru Friday; is the eight to five, with a 30 minute gallop home while chattin' with my hottie on the telly
-I always check my emails and RSS reader in the Men's Room (now possible with the phone)
and other stuff, blah blah.
But one of the questions Sheena always asks me while driving home from work is "so what's new?"
Always seems like a filler question, so my default is to say, "not much. You?" But if I really think about it, there is something new. There's always something new. For example, recently I've been listening to/watching Living Word's 5th Servicevideo podcast (Thanks Sarah).
Yah, and it's been really good. What's new? Well, to keep it short: light and insight of the Word, like a worm eating bird. Yah, food. For my soul.
I also learned a new Microsoft Excel hot key today. If you make an edit change of some sort, whether its Insert, Delete or whatever, you can press F4 on the keyboard and that will replicate your last edit on whatever cell you currently have selected. Basically, you can edit Excel docs is like lightning Jake fast speed. This floats my canoe.
So what's new with you?
Seriously.
CES Next Week
The annual CES (Consumer Electronics Show) is being held next week, but I can't go; too much going on, plus it's in Vegas. Every year, thousands of vendors announce new products, gizmos and gadgets; my kind of gathering. This is the same event that Nintendo was unveiled back in '85 when I was just a wee one year old.
Wonder what big things are in store this year.
And to top off all of this excitement, the Macworld event is the week following (Jan 14-18). This is the same event my iPhone was announced a year ago. Rumors have it there is an ultra portable laptop coming... can't wait to see.
Happy New Year Indiana Jones
Just finished our New Years Eve party. Great turnout. Great food.
Great fellowship and prayer.
Someone: Have you ever dreamed that you were falling and then all of a
sudden awoke?
Someone Else: Yes. That is so scary!
Josh: I dream that I am Indiana Jones. Actually, I dream that at least
once a month.
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