I'm taking a little blogging break, siestas. I have million things to do around my house and a whole of writing to catch up on...So, until next week, GO HOGS: BEAT kentucky. Talk to you then...
Jan
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
THOU SHALT NOT SPIT
I was in Smalltown, USA yesterday running an errand for my hubby. I'm not going to mention the name of the small town but let's just say that it was an hours' drive from here and the population is about 3000 people. I' m not even going to go into the details of why I was there. Because, well, to be honest, you would push that big 'ol X button and go on over to BooMama's Blog for a good laugh. I know you would. Don't deny it.
So...I am in this small office building and I notice a sign posted over the water fountain. I stopped. Read it again just to be sure that my menopausal self read it right the first time. Yep. I did. It states very plainly : DO NOT SPIT in the water fountain. Huh? I ask you my fellow Siestas--is this a social habit of which I am not aware? Did I miss something growing up in East Texas? Or is this a practice common in some circles?
Well, after I read the fine print: Look around--cameras are watching from both directions I had the biggest urge to SPIT IN THE WATER FOUNTAIN . Of course I refrained, ladies. Because after all, I am a well reared Southern gal who didn't even have the word "spit" in her vocabulary until she gave birth to two sons. (Ahem)
The sweet lady in the office must have seen me looking at the sign, because she came out of her office and explained that she had been the one to make the sign. "Do people really expectorate (spit) in your water fountain?" I asked. "Oh yes, honey. Just last week I had to call the plumber to come unclog the thing. It was so full of tobacco juice that it just kept overflowing everywhere. The plumber called us out here to show us what he cleaned out of it and it was pretty disgusting."
So...I am in this small office building and I notice a sign posted over the water fountain. I stopped. Read it again just to be sure that my menopausal self read it right the first time. Yep. I did. It states very plainly : DO NOT SPIT in the water fountain. Huh? I ask you my fellow Siestas--is this a social habit of which I am not aware? Did I miss something growing up in East Texas? Or is this a practice common in some circles?
Well, after I read the fine print: Look around--cameras are watching from both directions I had the biggest urge to SPIT IN THE WATER FOUNTAIN . Of course I refrained, ladies. Because after all, I am a well reared Southern gal who didn't even have the word "spit" in her vocabulary until she gave birth to two sons. (Ahem)
The sweet lady in the office must have seen me looking at the sign, because she came out of her office and explained that she had been the one to make the sign. "Do people really expectorate (spit) in your water fountain?" I asked. "Oh yes, honey. Just last week I had to call the plumber to come unclog the thing. It was so full of tobacco juice that it just kept overflowing everywhere. The plumber called us out here to show us what he cleaned out of it and it was pretty disgusting."
This--as I choked back my strawberry pop-tart and excused myself to the ladies room. Where, by the way, there was a SIGN that read: Please close the door behind you. HELLO? Is that sign really necessary too? Do ladies need to be told to close the bathroom door in a public restroom. Hmmm...
Needless to say, I was happy to load myself into my minivan and hoof it home--where (can I get an amen here?) I don't have a water fountain. And if I did, you can bet it would not be used as a spittoon. Know what I'm sayin'?
Until tomorrow my five faithful readers,
Jan
Needless to say, I was happy to load myself into my minivan and hoof it home--where (can I get an amen here?) I don't have a water fountain. And if I did, you can bet it would not be used as a spittoon. Know what I'm sayin'?
Until tomorrow my five faithful readers,
Jan
Monday, September 10, 2007
Rain, Rain, Rain
Good morning ladies,
No. I did not attend the Deeper Still Conference in Nashville. I had a ticket, a motel room and the blessings of my DH, but a still small voice kept saying "you need to stay home". So...after prayer and confirmation from my DH, I stayed home. And boy...am I glad I did! We had some serious family time around here. We worked a 550 jigsaw puzzle of three cats (fleabags as my DH calls them) with the majority of the pieces being solid white. Then we watched it rain. Then watched it rain. Then watched it rain some more.
Did I mention that it rained? The LPGA tournament was at the Pinnacle Country Club just up the road. I felt so sorry for everyone involved. I think it rained the entire tournament. The only two living beings that haven't complained about all the water are Aquilla and Priscilla (our two koi that live in the backyard pond) and that's because they live in the water!
Joe is home with a cold today and with a bit of the "common crud" as we call it. I worked on a logo for my sister-in-law's new business venture. I haven't done any graphic design in a LONG time, so it was a treat to play with different shapes, typeface etc. on my computer.
One last note...our church just hired Kim Noblitt as our Music Minister. He wrote the song We are Saved by Faith and several others that we all sing. It was so exciting to have him lead in worship yesterday. I am anxious to see what he will bring to the already incredible mix of our church family. Our pastor has a great blog if you want to read it. Here's the address: http://www.ronniefloyd.com/ and click on his blog: Between Sundays.
Praise the Lord for His mercies that are new every morning!
Until tomorrow my five faithfuls,
Jan
No. I did not attend the Deeper Still Conference in Nashville. I had a ticket, a motel room and the blessings of my DH, but a still small voice kept saying "you need to stay home". So...after prayer and confirmation from my DH, I stayed home. And boy...am I glad I did! We had some serious family time around here. We worked a 550 jigsaw puzzle of three cats (fleabags as my DH calls them) with the majority of the pieces being solid white. Then we watched it rain. Then watched it rain. Then watched it rain some more.
Did I mention that it rained? The LPGA tournament was at the Pinnacle Country Club just up the road. I felt so sorry for everyone involved. I think it rained the entire tournament. The only two living beings that haven't complained about all the water are Aquilla and Priscilla (our two koi that live in the backyard pond) and that's because they live in the water!
Joe is home with a cold today and with a bit of the "common crud" as we call it. I worked on a logo for my sister-in-law's new business venture. I haven't done any graphic design in a LONG time, so it was a treat to play with different shapes, typeface etc. on my computer.
One last note...our church just hired Kim Noblitt as our Music Minister. He wrote the song We are Saved by Faith and several others that we all sing. It was so exciting to have him lead in worship yesterday. I am anxious to see what he will bring to the already incredible mix of our church family. Our pastor has a great blog if you want to read it. Here's the address: http://www.ronniefloyd.com/ and click on his blog: Between Sundays.
Praise the Lord for His mercies that are new every morning!
Until tomorrow my five faithfuls,
Jan
Sunday, September 2, 2007
COUNTDOWN---FIVE DAYS
Only five. Yes, that's right! Five days until Deeper Still when I get to meet my new Siestas. I've decided that God must have a great word for us since He has orchestrated tickets, motel rooms, and new friendships!!!
That sweet Kim over at Connorcolesmom has been hard at work getting our arrangements together. And my other new friend, Patty (who is a HUGE Tennessee fan) has worked so hard on our tee shirts. I just can't wait to meet her too! Oh my stars! I hope our shirts aren't ORANGE. You wouldn't do that to us would you now, Patty?
What a great time of worship we had today at our church. (www.ronniefloyd.com)Pastor is teaching a series on 1st John. Today we reflected on who Jesus is to us as shown in His word. Our advocate, propitiation, and our example. While I've known these things for a long time, it really hit home today when Pastor Floyd was preaching on Jesus' example to us. I had to ask myself if I, indeed, follow these:
That sweet Kim over at Connorcolesmom has been hard at work getting our arrangements together. And my other new friend, Patty (who is a HUGE Tennessee fan) has worked so hard on our tee shirts. I just can't wait to meet her too! Oh my stars! I hope our shirts aren't ORANGE. You wouldn't do that to us would you now, Patty?
What a great time of worship we had today at our church. (www.ronniefloyd.com)Pastor is teaching a series on 1st John. Today we reflected on who Jesus is to us as shown in His word. Our advocate, propitiation, and our example. While I've known these things for a long time, it really hit home today when Pastor Floyd was preaching on Jesus' example to us. I had to ask myself if I, indeed, follow these:
- Do I prefer one another?
- Do I judge others?
- Do I bear one another's burdens?
- Do I fully love others?
I have to confess that these are hard things for me sometimes--okay, a lot of times. I caught myself making a mental checklist of all the things that I had committed and/or omitted just while I sat in the sanctuary! The list was rather large ladies! It was then that God's grace sank into my heart as I realized (once again) that Jesus took care of all of this at the cross :) I can wear my robe of royalty because HE IS my advocate, my propitiation, and my example. Praise God!
Bill and his friend are here today. He attended his first RAZORBACK game as a student and got to see one of his elementary school friends score a TOUCHDOWN for the Hogs. He had great pictures of the Razorback mascot body surfing in the student section. Oh......to be a freshman in college again! Gives me goosebumps just thinking about it. Joe is at a birthday sleepover/paintball party. I took my Sunday afternoon nap, gave Ozzie a bath and watched Hubby ride across the yard on his John Deere. I think Hubby and I may just go to Bizzy's for dinner and hit the hay early...Sounds like a plan to me. I may even sleep in tomorrow. zzzzzzzz
Until tomorrow my five faithful readers,
Jan
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