Archives for March 2008

I’m an Immature Agitator with a Questionable Heart

Okay, so that might sound a bit harsh. So let me explain.

Sometimes you can hear something over and over and nod your head in agreement, and then forget about it before the sun sets on the day. Or maybe you hear it, agree to do something about it, but never really get your heart behind it. Same result – any change is only short-lived.

Then there are times where something smacks you in the face so hard, that the imprint is left for weeks afterwards. And you hope and pray that it stays with you. Because that smack in the face was pretty painful.

Yeah – see that big fat red imprint on my face? I think I have had such an encounter.

When I come on this blog each day, I have edited and rewritten any words that I post. I can put my best face forward for all of you to appreciate and applaud for any fine thoughts I might have. I can sound so sweet and flowery – the picture of calm and together-ness.

But I’ve got to level with you.

At the same time I am sounding sweet and flowery, I have probably just turned from yelling at my 2 year old, rolling my eyes at my 5 year old and kicked the cat. Okay – maybe not that last part. (But isn’t that a sad commentary, that we all probably gasped harder about that last bit than the bit about the yelling and eye-rolling directed at the kids?)

The truth is, I am not always nice with my tongue. My tongue has spewed out some hurtful things in the past. I have said things that if someone were recording my every word, I would hide in shame during the playback. Words spoken to my husband, an ugly tone to my children…

I say things to my children at home that I would never say when others were around.

This is hard and painful to admit, but it’s the truth. And I don’t want to pretend that I am someone that I am not.

And yesterday I was convicted of this issue. Even though it is something that I have been aware of, I hadn’t forced myself to make the change. Because of the depression that I have long suffered from, it was easy to hold on to that as a reason. “Ooooh, someone hasn’t taken their meds today. (chuckle chuckle chuckle…)”

But frankly, it’s not a worthy excuse anymore. (not that it ever was).

Our pastor just started a series on James 3, 4 and 5. The series is entitled Faith in Action. Sunday’s sermon was on chapter 3, which focuses on the tongue.

Three things are shown about the tongue in this chapter of James:

Verses 1 -2 show that the tongue reveals our maturity, or lack thereof.
The Greek word used for perfect in this verse actually means mature.
The words we choose and speak reveal our maturity. Were you to walk around and listen to others as they speak, you’d be able to get a sense of that persons maturity.

Last week, I threw a temper tantrum at my kids. I apologized and put myself in the naughty spot when we got back home. It was humbling and, I dare say, embarrassing, but a lesson for us all.

So, I openly admit that I am immature. Temper tantrums don’t sit well with the mature crowd.

Verses 3 -8 reveal that the tongue is an agitator in relationships
Eye rolls, tone of voice, sarcastic and biting comebacks etc. — all are agitators and forms of verbal abuse (though, I recognize that eye rolls are not verbal… they convey a lot).

This type of abuse is prevalent in our world. James’ advice is to not be that person. Don’t go there.

and
Verses 9 – 12 show that the tongue reveals our heart.
From good, flows good. If I am filled with good (the Holy Spirit), then through that, good can flow forth. If I read scripture and memorize it and fill my heart with the fragrant and good that comes from the Lord, then that will show up in my words and actions.

The good person brings good things (words) out of the good that is stored up within him. (Matthew 12:35a)

(*to read the sermon in its entirety, click here)

So, there you have it. ME. But hopefully, God-willing, I can soon say that this was the Past Me, not the Present Me. I want my words to build up and not tear down.

Now where’s that cat? (I’m KIDDING!!!!)

Clothing for your Transitional Size

After Abbie was born, I looked for pants to fit my newly expanded body. I didn’t want to fall into the standard sweatpants style, so I found me several nice elastic waist pants that were very comfortable and would hold me over until I was able to fit back into my regular clothing.

Abbie is seven, and I still wear those pants. I’ve worn them casual and I’ve worn them dressed up with heels to church.

But this past weekend my husband called me out on wearing them while Fightin’ the Frump. He says that they are the equivalent to wearing *gasp* sweatpants to church. And that he feels like people are wondering why he can’t afford to buy his family real clothes.

Then he told me he was gonna burn them…

Sooooooo… you’re saying you don’t like them??

He dragged my butt to WalMart under the guise of purchasing a wireless router. But then he shoved dragged walked me to the ladies clothing section. It had been forever since I tried on clothes; since before I got pregnant with Declan. I have a lovely wardrobe of pre-pregnancy clothes, and I am determined to fit back into them. That makes it hard to justify spending anything on transition clothes.

But seriously, there is nothing wrong with finding something flattering and comfortable for this season in my life. Who knows… my body may settle into this size.

I found three pairs of pants that really boosted my spirits. They are comfortable and yet, look really sassy and nice.

First, I found these great dress trousers from the George line ($17.95)
From the Lee Riders line, these stretch front khakis. ($17.95) Mine are actually a bit flared at the bottom. More of a boot cut.

And my favorites: Lee Rider Trouser jeans ($18.95). Very comfortable and flattering. Mine are a really dark blue with gold stitching, like the pair of Gloria Vanderbilt jeans I had in 5th grade. I had a pair similar to these right out of college and I adored them. I outgrew them They shrunk, so I was thrilled to find something similar after all these years.

What about you? Do you force yourself to wear sweatpants when you are in a transition size? Or do you allow yourself to give in and purchase something that actually flatters your new shape and figure?

13 steps to yummy goodness (With apologies to my doctor who told me to "CUT OUT SUGAR!!!")

Several months ago I purchased a huge, honkin’ variety box of cocoa. Flavors galore.

A few days after opening it, I noticed a recipe that really interested me. In retrospect, it doesn’t seem so odd — but at the time, I was so intrigued by COCOA! IN THE COOKIES!

Imagine! What will they think of next? OREGANO! IN PASTA SAUCE!?

The thing about my kitchen, is that it always seems as though I am missing one thing from a recipe. And it is the one thing that you can’t substitute. Finally, after weeks of waiting, my son and I made the recipe. And let me tell you – YUM!

Buttery Cocoa Wafers

Heat oven to 375 degrees.

Combine the following:

3/4 cup butter, softened (my sons would let me stop right here… butter thieves, they are)

1/2 cup sugar

1 egg yolk

Beat at medium speed, scraping bowl often, until creamy. Reduce speed to low.

Beat at low, gradually adding 1 1/2 cups flour and

one 1 1/4 oz cocoa packet.

Scrape bowl and continue beating at low until well mixed. Eat spoonfuls of the batter.

Shape dough into one inch balls. Place one inch apart onto ungreased cookie sheets. Flatten cookies to 1/4 inch thickness with bottom of buttered glass dipped in sugar.

Bake for 7 to 9 minutes or until set.

Melt 1 cup chocolate chips

and 1/2 tsp shortening

in saucepan over low heat, stirring constantly until smooth (3-5) minutes.

Place chocolate mixture in small resealable plastic food bag. Snip tiny corner of bag.

Drizzle chocolate over cookies.

Assuming you don’t eat all of the batter Makes 3 dozen cookies.

Do you likey?

Shallow posts — that’s what I have in my head.

Un-important things like color schemes and balance have taken over my thoughts.

So, please let me know if my time wasted was well spent, or if I need to keep tweaking… too light? too busy? Because really, who doesn’t have more time available for wasting?

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Tweaking

If your eyes go wonky when you arrive upon my page… I apologize. I’m tweaking with things, and it is after midnight now.

Remember this post?
I must go to bed or risk having bags of cer-all thrown at me in a few short hours.

I’ll be finishing it up later.

Need to:
~ fix the background image
~ change the link color
~ change my post signature
among other things.