Archive for December, 2009

Luck be a lady tonight, please

The black, hairy, dearly-loved, canine that lives in our home has been having some eye trouble.  Typically for this one, it’s always been the ears.  That poor dog has had more ear infections than the rest of us combined.  So, when her eye started looking red, I was a bit worried.  I’m sparing you the grossness that is her left eye by showing a pic that Cameron took of her with both eyes closed.  Cam has a knack for taking pictures of the dog blinking.  it’s weird.

Apparently she has cataracts and a pigment-free third eyelid, both of which are not the problem.  We’ve been referred to a animal opthalmologist.  Oh, joy. That’ll have to wait till after the new year, precious, black, hairy, child-o-mine.   Her smeller works just fine, btw, and, boy, did she ever want what was in the trash this day.  If you look really close to the right side of the door…see the scratch marks??   She got the door open.  Lucky for us the trash wasn’t very full, but we’re gonna have to be smarter next time.

Sweet, rotten dog. 🙂

Black Friday with a twist

The day after Thanksgiving, aka Black Friday, is not a shopping day for the Kelleys.  We have other things in mind.  Starting with breakfast-which we wait for a reasonable hour for–at our favorite place, Chick-Fil-a.  And since it’s been a while since I’ve posted any pictures, I thought I tell this story mostly with pics.

These little beauties are the highlight of breakfast.  My mouth is watering just looking at the picture. mmm…Chickn Mini’s.

The winner of our annual best worst Christmas ornament is….whatever this is.

Honorable mention for best worst Christmas ornament goes tooo….the hideously malformed ginger bread…uh…boy.

At this point in the day, we took a break and went back home to see Daniel and Elizabeth, my nephew and niece, since they were visiting from Colorado.  Chronologically, this picture doesn’t fit, but it’s representative of them and their visit, so, shush.  Aren’t they cute?!

A little while later we headed to Bricktown for some more silliness.  and dinner.  and lights.  The water taxi is free, starting that day through New Years, and you’d a-thought they was givin’ away dollar bills for all the people lined up to take a ride.

So, we skipped the water taxi and just took a walk along the canal.  Apparently, they lit the Christmas tree while we were there, but we managed to miss it somehow.

So, there.  That marked the beginning of a Christmas season made up of very little shopping, very little stress, and some just plain old fun for the sake of making memories.

The Real Reason

I posted this picture last year with the story behind it here.  I can’t resist reposting  the pic.  It’s my favorite, even though it was taken 10 years ago.

Yes, the real reason for celebrating Christmas is JESUS.   But the reason He came is US….for our salvation.  I’m grateful and can’t stop thinking about what He did for me.  It overwhelms me, consumes me, and fills me with an indescribable peace.

Merry Christmas!

Bryan Adams-best balladeer EVER

Who didn’t love Kevin Costner’s Robin Hood?  and the memorable Bryan Adams tune that brought the story to it’s rewardingly, swooning end??  Go on, sing it with me if you know it….Don’t telllllll me, it’s not worth tryin fooorrrr….. can’t telllllllll me it’s not worth dyin forrrrrrr….. You know it’s true, dun dun dun, everything I dooooooo, dun dun dun, I do it forrrrr yooooouuuuuu!

Such a good song.  and a good movie.  Mary Elizabeth Mastrionotonio, or whatever her name is, had THE best hair.  If I didn’t have this weird “affliction” candidly written about here and here, I’d totally watch it again right now.  and then I’d probably watch it again. and again.  and then again, ff’ing to the “good” scenes…you know, the ones filled with strong love and longing emotions…hmm..  where was I?  sorry…back to the song.

Everything I Do.  Everything.  I do it for you (GOD).  Is it all for God?  I want my answer to be wholehearted YES.  The Message, a paraphrase of the Bible, says in Romans 12:1:

Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him.

all that regular stuff I do…you mean, I can offer that to God? and he will consider that worship?  Cool.  Worship is often a confusing word…how do I worship?  what does that look like?  I like the simplicity of that verse.

One definition of worship is ardent devotion or the expression of such devotion.   So I can express my love and worship for God by simply considering Him when I do EVERYTHING.  I’m on it.

Where there’s a void…

“Where there’s a void, negativity will fill it.”  This is from a book called “The No Complaining Rule”.  awesome book, very quick read, practical, inspiring.  I definitely recommend it.  When I first heard that quote, I thought instantly about it in terms of communication.  When there’s a void (in communication), negativity will fill it.  Lots of practical applications there.  But another thought hit me today.

I”m feeling lost, out of balance, unsettled…negative…it’s tough to find the precise language to describe it. (Which reminds me of a really good book I just read called The Giver–more on that later…as in another day.)  Anyway, troubled, disconcerted, anxious…

I talk here and here about my opinions and feeling about Christmas and “the Holidays”.   I just really want to get down to the heart of the matter and weed out all the ridiculousness of the season.  The buying, the running around, etc., and all the stuff that makes me feel overwhelmed to the point where I can’t breathe anymore.

I announced I wasn’t shopping and buying stuff this year, but that all monies I would ordinarily spend would go to Charity: Water.  Initially, I felt really good about this decision, but then the little seeds of doubt began to grow…does this go for everyone?  what about traditions like Christmas morning presents for the kids?  Stockings?  does it bless others when you donate to a charity of your choice in their name?  Have a created a void?? and then allowed negativity to fill it?

So, I’ve spent the last couple of weeks (since Thanksgiving) not preparing for Christmas.  Oh, of course we threw up a tree, listened to some Christmas music, and started reading some of our favorite Christmas stories, but it’s odd.  weird.   like something is missing. When someone asked me today “Are you ready for Christmas?” (don’t we always ask each other that this time of year?), I didn’t know what to say.

So, if I am going to continue with a “Christmas gift void”, I’m going to have to have something substantial to fill it…not only the time, but the spirit.  the spirit of giving maybe…  wow, who knew someone could make Christmas rebellion so hard.

My mind-opened up for all to see.

Balance.  I’ve been praying for it, searching for it.   Especially as it pertains to the way I feel about the “H” word. But is balance a good thing?  It occurred to me that it’s possible for balance to be the same as compromise.  I don’t like that idea.

Last month, I announced that I’m only giving water for Christmas.  Check out the blog post here if you don’t remember.  It made me feel like a thousand pounds had been lifted off my chest.  I was actually caught enjoying some Christmas music last week.  Even if it was fairly rocked-out Christmas music–not the cheesy, Christmas Shoes type–but it was Christmas music, nonetheless.   All because I decided to forgo giving gifts this Christmas.  (for those who don’t know this about me, I strongly dislike Christmas music–I’m saving up for therapy, don’t worry)

But then…I started thinking. This is always my problem…too much thinking.

What about giving?   Is “giving” money to a charity that I care about a blessing to someone else?     The gift should be something special and meaningful to the receiver, right?

We are more blessed to give than to receive. Acts 20:35  So, now I’m more worried about the giver being blessed, than the receiver?!  Huh?

So, if I decide to rethink the Christmas gift thing and think that every gift given must be a blessing to the receiver–something well thought out, extremely personal, and meaningful, then that brings me back to the anxiety, the shopping, the agonizing over what to buy to make everyone happy.  I can’t go there.  I get a lump in my throat, a tingly feeling in my nose, and my eyes begin to water when I even think of it.

But, what if …ah, stop.  I need to stop.    No more of these rhetorical questions that don’t have easy answers.   I’m going back to James 1:5 If you need wisdom, ask God.  Give me clarity, God. Please.

Don’t “miss out” on the dryer sheets tip

I want to write a blog post.  I’ve got some swirling around in my head right now, or at least I did earlier when I was afc (away from computer).  Right now I’m going to try and type without looking at the compyter.  Head is back, eyes clsed.  You see, my mind is working…tired, but working, but physically I’m tired.

What I really want to talk about is a verse from Esther chp\apter 4.   She realizes that God’s will for the Jews will be accomplished no matter if she acts or not.  If she chooses to say quiet, then her family won’t recieve the benefits…they’ll die, but God will still get his way in the end.

The personal application for that verse stops me in my tracks.  What opportunities am I missing to be part of something God is doing?  I do NOT want to miss out on what God is doing in, through and around me!

Anyway, that’s all I’ve got for now.  Oh, except a little helpful household hint from Heloise.  I never throw away used dryer sheets until I’ve used them to clean something else up first.   They’re very handy for a variety of things.  Not absorbant at all, but a teeny bit abrasive and good fro scrubbing.

There you go.  I can’t typr any more w/ my eyes closed.  It’s probably unreadable, and I have my contacs in, so if I keep my eyes shut much longer, they’re gonna be sticky.  i hate that.

rambling, rambligh. blah.