Sunday, December 30, 2007

Rearview Mirror

Who knew the last post of 2006, would so sharply foreshadow the year that was to come.

May God grant us all a peaceful and beautiful 2008.

Friday, December 28, 2007

Revgalblogpal Friday Five: "Auld Lang Syne" Edition

Singing Owl writes:


It is hard to believe, but 2007 is about to be history, and this is our last Friday Five of the year.With that in mind, share five memorable moments of 2007. These can be happy or sad, profound or silly, good or bad but things that you will remember. Bonus points for telling us of a "God sighting"-- a moment when the light came through the darkness, a word was spoken, a song sung, laughter rang out, a sermon spoke to you in a new way--whatever you choose, but a moment in 2007 when you sensed Emmanuel, God with us. Or more particularly, you.


Hmmm... five memorable moments from 2007. Funny, I can't think of a one.


Oh how I wish that were true.....

I think I will skip to the bonus round, the God sightings.

When I first posted about the shock and grief that had come into my life there were over 70 comments on that post (it has since been deleted). This is a God sighting.


When I met up with a group of friends I met solely through blogging I was given the centerpiece of my living room, an oar that reads: "When you lose your sail, row." This is a God sighting.

My son. He is a God sighting.


Thanks friends. Truly, I have been blessed.

Apparantly blessings abound...
The idea… it’s a game of tag with a difference, rather than looking inwardly, we look outside ourselves and bless, praise and pray for one blog friend. By participating in this endeavour we not only make the recipient of the blessing feel valued and appreciated, but we are having some fun too. We’re going to see how far the bloggin’ blessings can travel around the world and how many people can be blessed! Recipients of a bloggin’ blessing may upload the above image {I chose not to use the image - Mark} to their sidebar if they choose to. If you recieve a bloggin’ blessin’ please leave a comment on this thread here so that we can rejoice in just how many blessings have been sent around the world!

I am going to bless...

Songbird - whose work behind the scenes at revgalblogpals is easy to take for granted. There has been a lot of transition in the Songbird household and she has handled it with typical grace and wisdom.

Listing Straight - she may have deleted her blog, but she is still very present in my life. She is a blessing and so to her I offer a blessing.

Identity Mixed - for HEALTH in her household in 2008. Seriously.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Designer Tree



Because I am so clearly all about arbor fashion and interior design, I am frequently asked what ARE the best dressed trees wearing this year. It is a fair question and although you won't find this tree in any department store or Main Street window, I do think you will agree that it is on the cutting edge.

We will begin at the top where you will see a large sized teddy bear. This bear and another white one below it have been pushed into the branches so that they are sitting comfortably and able to look out on all of the frivolity below. Around the upper bear you will also note glass ornaments. These ornaments are usually placed in order to reflect the light and this year, they are placed in order to keep the Tree Czar safely away from them.

Who is the Tree Czar? Well, every well-dressed tree has one. He or she is the one who dictates what shall and shall not be placed on the tree. Their mood can change on a whim and they can frequently be found harvesting what they seem to have just put on the tree. In the case of my Tree Czar this was particularly appropriate since his favorite ornaments are plastic apples that he cleverly places on and off the tree depending on the mood.

You will also note a smattering of hand-made ornaments featuring the face of our Tree Czar. These are essentials and will be carefully stored and reused every year.

There are additional touches including strands of beads and a couple of random balls placed in and amongst the branches but NO TREE is complete without....

a little red, fuzzy thing.

"What?"


The day before Christmas and a friend was standing with my Mom in our living room and realized there was a red fuzzy on her back. She kindly removed it... and the placed it on the tree.
We laughed hysterically as we attempted to determine why she thought the tree was a proper trash receptacle and then quickly decided that this was indeed not just any red fuzzy but was in fact:The Official Red Christmas Tree Fuzzy, 2007 edition.

We shall cherish it forever.... and the Tree Czar has approved its use.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Revgalblogpal Friday Five: Christmas is Almost Here Edition

With losing electricity and family coming in today I never caught up to the Friday Five but it was too good to totally miss out on it.

REVHROD writes:
I have debated with myself for weeks about today's Friday Five.
Self 1: It should be deep and theological.
Self 2: But it's almost Christmas, it should be fun and warm and sweet.
Self 1: But your last Friday Five was sort of silly. You should show your more serious side.
Self 2: You worry WAY too much!
So after consulting with my fourteen year old daughter, we're going playful, pals o' mine! I love stories, so I hope you'll tell some about your favorite Christmas memories.


What was one of your favorite childhood gifts that you gave?
One year I went with sentimental gifts. I think I was in college and it was cool because it might have been the first year I really put some thought into the whole present giving thing. Sadly it took me until college to give a decent gift. Sorry mom. Sorry Dad.

What is one of your favorite Christmas recipes? Bonus points if you share the recipe with us.
Applesauce Cake! - see # 5 in the link.

What is a tradition that your family can't do without? (And by family, I mean family of origin, family of adulthood, or that bunch of cool people that just feel like family.)
Ummmm...... It is a bit of a no-brainer, but Christmas Eve church service. Sounds like a no-brainer for a family with a clergy member in it, but I actually had it written into the custody agreement that I get The Boy EVERY Christmas Eve rather than alternating. It is just that important.




Pastors and other church folk often have very strange traditions dictated by the "work" of the holidays. What happens at your place?


Nothing happens. Sweet, unadulterated nothing. The Boy dictates the package opening schedule, the food is simple and delicious and you must come to us.


If you could just ditch all the traditions and do something unexpected... what would it be?Hawaii. Definitely Hawaii.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Perfect Attendance


When I first arrived in ministry I started a Bereavement service on Christmas Eve. It was at 3pm, candlelight lessons and carols was at 7. It worked well and was reasonably attended.

In 2003, I was the bereaved. I hadn't done one since.

Tonight was the Longest Night. For the first time since 2003 we hosted - and I led - a service specifically for those who have had years not so congruent with the forced joy of the season.

One person attended.

Well... my pianist had a tough year so even though she came to help me, she definitely got something out of it.

And the deacon who was there has had a tough year too.

Then, of course, there was me.

We moved our way through the planned service, I bagged my written sermon and talked about my tattoo... well, I tied it in anyway and when it was all over we hung out and were just quiet. We watched the candles burn and we appreciated the moment in a quiet Sanctuary when in just two days it will look the same but have nowhere near the same feel.

It was perfect.
Perfect attendance.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

REJOICE!!!!

WE HAVE POWER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Not only do we have electricity but I also managed to have the power to NOT reach through the phone and strangle the parishioner who was the first to get through after the alarm company's many calls and said, "You enjoy your vacation?!"
Lord, have mercy on his soul....
Speaking of the alarm company.... if the division of their service that keeps calling to say our ac power is low (ya THINK?!) and that our alarms are going off would coordinate with the service division that would tell me how to TURN IT OFF - well, that would be just great!
Things that are good....
My warm house.
Friends who called to say the power was on.
My parents for hosting 2 humans, a dog, a cat and a fish (the latter two are still there).
The electric companies from Illinios that are here to help. I waved and thanked each and every one as they headed back up the mountain where people are still without power.
My grateful dog who immediately celebrated by pooping in his own yard and settling down on the bean bag chair, under the tree, near the heating vent. Oh to be the dog.... (well, except for the pooping in the yard part. Thank God it never came to that).

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

A Higher Power

A Higher Power

Really, ANY power would be good as the electric companies 'worst case scenario' for when our power would be back on is now THE scenario. Sweet.
I do plan on having church on Sunday morning no matter WHAT - byob (blanket).

I can't decide if my brain is numb or if I am finally a veteran of the holiday season or if I am in for a serious awakening but I am just not panicked... yet. True, I am looking at 3 services beginning Friday. The bulletins for all three are in various stages of done... with the Christmas Eve bulletin for 2007 not even touched yet but really, those Carols tend not to change words from year to year.

Here are some things that have been good:
My Christmas shopping is done. No really. I can't believe it either. I was waiting for a couple of things to fall into place so that I could finish and lo and behold the things I 'needed' were right there in the stores I hoped to find them. C'mon... that is another FESTIVUS miracle!

On Sunday as The Boy, The Dog and I were driving into town a car almost plowed into us, but decided that Sunday was not 'Ignore Your Red Light Day' after all. Considering I had JUST mailed the last van payment I am pretty sure that NOT getting hit was the mark of a serious shift in my karma/mojo/rain o' crap parade.

The Boy, always The Boy. So flexible and relaxed and easy-going and sweet and cuddly and fun.

Did I mention I am done Christmas shopping?

Just received a call, they have actually spotted work trucks in our area. Dare I dream the impossible dream?

Stay tuned....

Monday, December 17, 2007

Power Outage

Hi folks!

Brief version: Ice storm took out power from house and church since early Sunday morning, rumor is we are looking at Wednesday at the earliest. In the meantime we are hunkering down at my parents which is a far better deal now that THEIR power is back on. Let's just say that last night was a very, very cold night.

Yes, I now worship the electricity gods. Is there anything that we take for granted more?

Hope you all are well.

Good thing nothing big is happening next weekend or a week from now...

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Quest for Perfection

Did you ever not do something because you wanted to be extra clever about it or make sure it was especially perfect? You think of options and you do a few things but mainly you plan on it being perfect and fun and witty and great... and then you run out of time.

I am running dangerously close of doing that for a couple of Christmas presents this year. Where did I lose a week?

Anyway, the lovely Songbird made me these gorgeous, phenomenal, eye-catching, jealousy-inducing socks and I should have posted about them MONTHS ago but I had BIG plans for being clever and witty and... well, you get the picture.

So, although I may not be perfection - nor this post - this socks most definitely are.

THANK YOU!!!









Friday, December 14, 2007

Revgalblogpal Friday Five: Advent Waiting Edition



Thanks to Mother Laura for this week's Friday Five:

Can you believe that in two days we'll be halfway through Advent? Gaudete Sunday: pink candle on the advent wreath, rose vestments for those who have them, concerts and pageants in many congregations. Time to rejoice!

Rejoice in the nearness of Christ's coming, yes, but also in the many gifts of the pregnant waiting time when the world (in the northern hemisphere, at least) spins ever deeper into sweet, fertile darkness.

What makes you rejoice about:

1. Waiting?
Well, now that I am older my brain is able to about 95% wrap around the idea that things are usually worth the wait. The other 5% rejoices when the waiting is over!

2. Darkness?
The lights look brighter in the darkness.

3. Winter?
LOVE snow. LOVE playing in the snow. LOVE coming in and warming up.

4. Advent?
The controlled build up to Christmas is one I always consider fun and an honor to guide my congregants through.

5. Jesus' coming?
I'm very much for Jesus coming.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Santa Claws

This is short, but just too cute not to share (in this Mommy's humble opinion). He found the Santa hat and gave his own interpretation of Santa "Claus".

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Moving On

Two days since the big meeting and I am still tired. And I used ALL of my sermon mojo up last week and just have plain nothing to give this week. Sigh...

I still feel really good about what transpired Monday night. It was slightly less than 2 hours filled with forgiveness, apologies, explanations, consequences and attempts to verbalize where we all go from here. It was weird to see her again as when someone does something so dastardly you expect it to affect their appearance but of course it has not, she looks fine. I also found that in a way it was good to see her. She was my friend and I have missed her.

This is part of what I verbalized to her - she should be part of the team helping me through all of this, not the one who started the meltdown to begin with.

Anyway... it is time to move on from that part of this drama. As I have shared with a few friends I need to focus my energies on having the great Christmas that The Boy and I deserve. And then at the end of January my marriage will officially end and that is going to take some significant energy as well. I don't have any to spare on a couple that is no longer an integral part of my life any more whether they worship here or not (and I don't think they will).

Next on the mental 'to do' list is to forgive TDH but to that I just have this question:

How do you forigive someone who you know is not done hurting you yet?

Monday, December 10, 2007

Independence Day

Today's agenda includes:
Mailing the last payment on the car I use - CHECK!
Signing papers to separate out all of our insurance - CHECK!
Meeting with TOW1 and husband (and a mediator) to hopefully move on from this place - CHECK!

I believe tonight I shall sleep well - Done and DONE!

It went well. It all went very well. I am hoping to let my thoughts percolate through the day and have a coherent thought or two to post later tonight.

I will say this - I felt your prayers holding me and supporting me last night. I had no anxiety. I really even had no anger. It truly was a time of walking through it, learning from it and now moving on from it.

Thank you and peace, friends.

Sunday, December 9, 2007

Where the Wild Things Are

I rarely (ok, never) post my sermons here but I figured since you all have been on the journey with me this far, I would share with you what the Holy Spirit provided for my congregation this morning.

As we continue to experience The Word of the Lord together, let us pray. Great Parent, Loving God, Great concerned and involved Lord, open up our hearts and our minds and stir up within us your Spirit, so that we might grow in faith and serve you with our whole hearts and minds. If these words are not your Word, may they be forgotten and come to naught, but if they be thy Word, may they adhere to our hearts, forever transforming us from glory into glory, into the creatures you would have us be, thou who art our rock and our redeemer, Amen.

Isaiah 11:1-10
A shoot shall come out from the stock of Jesse,
and a branch shall grow out of his roots.
The spirit of the Lord shall rest on him,
the spirit of wisdom and understanding,
the spirit of counsel and might,
the spirit of knowledge and the fear of the Lord.
His delight shall be in the fear of the Lord.
He shall not judge by what his eyes see,
or decide by what his ears hear;
but with righteousness he shall judge the poor,
and decide with equity for the meek of the earth;
he shall strike the earth with the rod of his mouth,
and with the breath of his lips he shall kill the wicked.

Righteousness shall be the belt around his waist,
and faithfulness the belt around his loins.
The wolf shall live with the lamb,
the leopard shall lie down with the kid,
the calf and the lion and the fatling together,
and a little child shall lead them.

The cow and the bear shall graze,
their young shall lie down together;
and the lion shall eat straw like the ox.
The nursing child shall play over the hole of the asp,
and the weaned child shall put its hand on the adder’s den.
They will not hurt or destroy on all my holy mountain;
for the earth will be full of the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea.

On that day the root of Jesse shall stand as a signal to the peoples;
the nations shall inquire of him, and his dwelling shall be glorious.

Matthew 3:1-12
In those days John the Baptist appeared in the wilderness of Judea, proclaiming, ‘Repent, for the kingdom of heaven has come near.’ This is the one of whom the prophet Isaiah spoke when he said,
‘The voice of one crying out in the wilderness:
“Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.” ’

Now John wore clothing of camel’s hair with a leather belt around his waist, and his food was locusts and wild honey. Then the people of Jerusalem and all Judea were going out to him, and all the region along the Jordan, and they were baptized by him in the river Jordan, confessing their sins. But when he saw many Pharisees and Sadducees coming for baptism, he said to them, ‘You brood of vipers! Who warned you to flee from the wrath to come? Bear fruit worthy of repentance. Do not presume to say to yourselves, “We have Abraham as our ancestor”; for I tell you, God is able from these stones to raise up children to Abraham. Even now the axe is lying at the root of the trees; every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.

‘I baptize you with water for repentance, but one who is more powerful than I is coming after me; I am not worthy to carry his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing-fork is in his hand, and he will clear his threshing-floor and will gather his wheat into the granary; but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.’

The Word of the Lord.... thanks be to God!

Two years ago Uncle (brother-in-law) gave (The Boy) a book entitled Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak. (The Boy) loves it for the same reason (b-i-l) loved it as a little boy as well as many others.

It is just too much fun to roar your terrible roar – ROAR!
And gnash your terrible teeth - GNASH!
And roll your terrible eyes – ROLL! (How do you make an eye roll sound?)

The book begins with a little boy, Max, getting into all kinds of trouble – including chasing his dog with a fork - and finally being sent to bed without dinner.

We all have these moments whether we are Max and causing the trouble or the dog, receiving the trouble or more often than not, some ambiguous place in between. We all have these moments where our basic instinct is to roar our terrible roars and gnash our terrible teeth and roll our terrible eyes.It is human nature.

Actually, it is base animal instinct to act and react in ways that defend our territory and give us a false sense of security.

If you take from us, we roll.
If you threaten us, we gnash.
If you hurt us, we roar.


It is this kind of understanding of basic animal instinct and human nature that makes the passage that was read in Isaiah so profound. Its poetry is a profound statement that I think gets lost in the repetitiveness of hearing it at every Advent and Christmas season. It is all too easy to get caught up in the foreshadowing of a newborn king in Bethlehem… and miss the profound imagery of sworn animal kingdom enemies lying side by side in peace:
The wolf shall live with the lamb,
the leopard shall lie down with the kid,
the calf and the lion and the fatling together,
and a little child shall lead them.
The cow and the bear shall graze,
their young shall lie down together;
and the lion shall eat straw like the ox.
The nursing child shall play over the hole of the asp,
and the weaned child shall put its hand on the adder’s den.
They will not hurt or destroy on all my holy mountain;
for the earth will be full of the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea.

The new kingdom is still where the wild things are. What makes it new is that they have made the choice to be together.


Something else that too often gets lost in repeated seasonal readings is the impact of the opening lines of Isaiah:
A shoot shall come out from the stock of Jesse,
and a branch shall grow out of his roots.

I think we all can easily imagine a tree that seems dead and then a green leaf begins to come through. We watch this miracle every spring – I sniffle through this miracle every year!

But a leaf from a branch is not a strong enough comparison. The annual nature of this experience for us takes away the power of what Isaiah is saying.


The people Isaiah is speaking to are a hopeless people. They are God’s people and they have watched God’s messianic promise dissolve either by being conquered by the Babylonians or humiliated by the Assyrians.

Their hope is a stump.


I have a little experience with dead stumps. Not a day goes by where I don’t wish that a random accident had not deformed my left hand. I live with it. I have moved on with it. I have accepted it and I have accepted that there is no hope in it being rejuvenated or brought back to life.It is a stump.

If one morning I woke up and there was a sign of life – a shoot of growth showing that there was new life after all – it would be a joy that would cause me not to jump up and down in the air, but rather one that would rock me to my very core, drop me to my knees and cause me to give thanks and rejoice in this new opportunity to be whole.

This is the profound, transforming new life of which Isaiah speaks.

Isaiah speaks of profound hope.
Profound joy.
Profound transformation.
Isaiah speaks of a new world.


The key to understanding Isaiah’s word to the people of God about the new world is to understand that yes there is hope.
Yes, there is joy.
Yes there is transformation.
And yes, the wild things are still there.


“This new world is not just a pious expression of hope that will come to fruition automatically or by osmosis. The newness is an intrusive reality that disrupts all that is old and destructive. The reception of the new public possibility requires a decision that is both daring and costly. It is daring because we will not know how to act in a genuinely just community. It is costly because we benefit from and are comfortable with old, deathly patterns of life. The Gospel reading is both invitation and warning that we must make concrete decisions to reorder our life in ways appropriate to God’s new intention.”[i]

In those days John the Baptist appeared in the wilderness of Judea, proclaiming, ‘Repent, for the kingdom of heaven has come near.’ This is the one of whom the prophet Isaiah spoke when he said,
‘The voice of one crying out in the wilderness:
“Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.” ’
Now John wore clothing of camel’s hair with a leather belt around his waist, and his food was locusts and wild honey. Then the people of Jerusalem and all Judea were going out to him, and all the region along the Jordan, and they were baptized by him in the river Jordan, confessing their sins. But when he saw many Pharisees and Sadducees coming for baptism, he said to them, ‘You brood of vipers! Who warned you to flee from the wrath to come? Bear fruit worthy of repentance. Do not presume to say to yourselves, “We have Abraham as our ancestor”; for I tell you, God is able from these stones to raise up children to Abraham. Even now the axe is lying at the root of the trees; every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.


John the Baptist – last of the Old Testament prophets – too often with him we focus on his wild side. His choice of clothing. His choice of diet. His choice of living arrangements. These are not the choices of his that we should be focusing on.


How about his choice to rebuke the religious authorities of the day?
Or his choice to make the path straight to the one who is to come after him?
Both of those were conscious choices to go against natural instinct – the wild side.

For us, the choice that we need to make towards a new life in Christ might look quite different.
Maybe the wardrobe is fine, but the guilt we have been carrying around has become a burden.
Maybe our home looks to be in order, but a closer look at our hearts would show things to be in quite the state of disarray.
Maybe we eat well enough, but the word of forgiveness someone has been waiting to hear is not something we are willing to give.

Being a Christian means consciously making the choice to tame our self-righteous, terrible roars. We are called by God to embrace a new life and not fall prey to base instincts of selfishness and old habits. As Christians we are called to begin again; to make the choice to release hurts – to release haunts – to release habits that are keeping us from experiencing the new life in Christ.

It doesn’t just happen – this was my most recent mistake. I kept waiting to feel like forgiving. It felt safer in my cocoon of self-righteous anger and self-pity and no one blamed me when I roared my terrible roar and gnashed my terrible teeth. I deserved to do that and it felt so good to be so right in my anger and lean on our most basic of instincts.

But that is now who Christ calls me to be.
That is not who Christ calls any of us to be.


God’s present salvation for us is found in making the right choices. True, there is grace. It is grace with accountability. This is why John the Baptist attacked the Pharisees and Sadducees that came to him for baptism:
‘You brood of vipers! Who warned you to flee from the wrath to come? Bear fruit worthy of repentance. Do not presume to say to yourselves, “We have Abraham as our ancestor”; for I tell you, God is able from these stones to raise up children to Abraham. Even now the axe is lying at the root of the trees; every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.

We are to work together in Christ to create harmony which is the source of our hope. Our hope is the motivation for our joy and peace in believing.
Choosing to work together in a new life for Christ is not a one-time only decision.
In some cases it is a constant choice for hope, for joy, for peace.

Those who roll their terrible eyes… have no hope.
Those who gnash their terrible teeth… have no joy.
Those who roar their terrible roars… have no peace.

The choice… is ours.


In the Name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.


[i] Brueggemann, Cousar, Gaventa & Newsome. Texts for Preaching: A Lectionary Based on the NRSV – Year A. Louisville, Kentucky: Westminster John Knox Press, 1995. p. 10.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Choices

The sermon I am working on for tomorrow is all about choices. As I was outside playing with my boys I realized that I needed to make the choice of whether or not I was going to be a part of all of this drama.


I am hereby choosing to step away from the drama and refocus my priorities on what is important:

What? Me Worry?

Seems there is a good chance that TOW1 (The Other Woman 1 for those of you recently joining in the conversation) and hubby and children will be in worship tomorrow. I meet with them Monday with a mediator.

I love Advent. So relaxing.

And I love that TDH gets to spend the weekend blissfully with TOW2 while I continue to slog through The Mess he left behind.

Sigh... chocolate martini at the Christmas party I am going to tonight? Can I get a "Hell yes!" from the congregation?

Thursday, December 6, 2007

The Myths of Parenting

There are some common myths that many of us tell ourselves before we have children about the kind of parents we will be. "I'm not going to use the television as a baby sitter."

Ring a bell?


My other favorite is "I am going to raise my child with gender neutral toys and not with stereotypical boy or girl items."

Then we watch as said child takes his gender neutral teddy bear, places it on its side and goes, "broom broom" while pushing it through the blocks.


One of my pre-child myths was that I was not going to make two different meal items. What I eat, is what the child will eat. Right.

I am willing to embrace that this is not always (okay often) the case but I certainly didn't see it coming that I would be the one eating a hot dog, peas and tator tots.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

You Can't Fix Stupid

The title of this post is a direct quote from my Admin when she saw TOW1's husband's name on the friendship registry from Sunday morning.

That'll blog.

Monday, December 3, 2007

Not Drowned Yet

Thank you all for you kind thoughts and prayers and symbols. Yesterday I walked into church and there was the husband and youngest daughter (The Boy's age) of TOW1. Thankfully I had come in early to greet folks and so I had time to leave, gather myself (read: attempt not to throw up or pass out) and then go back in.

Later in the day while thinking that I had handled that latest hurdle reasonably well, the back of my front tooth chipped off. Seriously.... "thank you sir, can I have another."

Enough on that.

Today The Boy and I had a good morning as we hung out upstairs so I could get some things done. He was more than willing to do so because this meant eating cereal and juice while watching tv on Mommy's bed. I just don't know what other way to do it since by the time he goes to bed and is sleeping enough for me to rattle around up there, I am too tired to think let alone pick up clutter - blech.

Then we came downstairs and pulled out some Christmas decorations. He helped by hanging up a few and in one moment of designing genius placed a small stuffed Christmas bear on the branches. It sits there nicely and looks pretty darn cute! I never would have thought of that.

TDH then came to pick him up for awhile so I could get some other things done and he could spend some time with his son since he doesn't see him again until Wednesday. That seems to work out well because that way when I am with The Boy on my day off I am really 'with' him and not worried about all of the other things I need to do.

When TDH arrived he was shown The Boy's new trick of being able to open the fridge and use the water dispenser (heaven help us all) and then The Boy grabbed his backpack and his hat and said, "Let's go Daddy." With coat and hat and backpack he could have been going to Daddy's to play or heading back to college.

I know it speaks well of our parenting and the way we are handling this transition - not to mention The Boy's natural disposition - that he is able to make these adjustments from one parent to the other so smoothly. But I just hate that he has had to learn that life skill before even the tender age of 3.

Time to make dinner.
Peace, friends.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

row

In the interest of not whining, suffice it to say that I am ready to wake up from this mess now.
Please.
No more.

Saturday, December 1, 2007

I've Been Spoiled

As you read this I am traveling. Planes, trains and automobiles are all on the agenda today.

I am coming off of four days of being absolutely spoiled. Good eats, good beverages, good laughs, GREAT hospitality and I even used my time wisely. Sermons and worship planned through Easter. A major document related to my career nearly complete. This Sunday's sermon done and worship through Advent planned. It really is amazing what one can get done when she sets her mind to it... and doesn't have to make or clean up any meals, and has no toddler depending on her, and the phone is not ringing with church requests, and, and, and... I didn't even have to make the coffee in the morning.

Listing Straight and Mr. Listing and Little Listing absolutely went out of their way to give me a break from my life for a few days and it has been grand. I am rested, full and my batteries are recharged.

Truly, I am blessed to have friends such as these.

Of course we did warp Little Listing just a teensy, weensy bit. When she came in to say good night and good-bye to me she did not give me a hug. She did, however, ball up her cute little fist and gently tap me on the shoulder. ]*