Quickly – heading to Spokane today to get the Audi serviced (it’s included in the purchase), and to help YS traing his young (under 1 year old) golden lab. Should be a fun day, except for the rain. Yeah, it’s kind of pouring. I need to get Riley a raincoat so we can go for walks.
Sure, it’s what we’re supposed to do this time of year – give thanks. The reality is probably that a lot of us don’t think very much about what we’re thankful for until it’s time to gather around the heavily laden table with our loved ones. Some families have a tradition in which each person at the table shares something for which they are thankful. Some simply let the person saying grace state the many things or which they are all thankful – good health, bountiful table, friends and family, etc. Then everyone digs in, and the thoughts of thanksgiving give way to conversation, eating, game playing, football, and naps.
I want to change things. I want to really, truly, give thanks every day – not just on Thanksgiving, not just on the days before Thanksgiving, but every day. I want to get up each morning and thank the Lord for the day, before it even starts. I want to thank Him for the day before, no matter how it went. I want to have an attitude of thanksgiving every single day. It’s how I believe the Lord hopes we approach life. It is the way Paul approached his post-salvation life. It is the way I want to live my life. I know it is going to be difficult to get into the habit of giving thanks every single day for every single thing. It’s so much easier to complain, or to have a pity party about how horrible our day was or how badly we were treated. It’s human nature to do grumble and complain, and Christ’s nature to give thanks in all things. I’d really like to have Christ’s nature, not human nature. So, I’m going to work on that.
I had a nice long chat last night with my good friend, JoAnn. She’s the mom of YS’s freshman roommate. She’s an awesome Christian woman. There is something about her that I just love so much. I think of her, and I am inspired. We’ve only spent the equivalent of a few days together over the past 5 years, but there was an immediate connection when we met, and I knew right away we’d be friends for life. I think about her far more than she probably imagines. I miss her an awful lot when we don’t talk for long periods of time. We both lead very busy lives, which means connecting is not always easy, but when we do, it’s as if we just had coffee yesterday. There is never an awkward lull in the conversation, or a feeling of disconnect. We “get” each other. Our boys are strikingly similar in many ways, and have struggled with many of the same issues throughout college, even though they didn’t really hang out after that first year. As a result she and I have shared many of the same struggles and concerns about our boys as they’ve taken the journey from young boys on their first day of college to young men on the threshold of their adult lives. It has helped knowing I was not alone, that JoAnn understood and would not judge, and vice versa. I knew I could always count on her to pray extra hard about a difficult situation, which she has done on many occasions. I knew I could share my shame at my lack of spirituality with her, and she’d understand, not judge. I know that she will always be there for me, and that she keeps us in prayer every day, as I do her and her family. I thank the Lord every day for bringing her into my life. She has encouraged me in so many ways – and she probably has no clue. Last night we talked about not only our boys, who will both be finishing their college educations this spring, but about our faith. It was such an uplifting talk. I wish she lived across the street so we could hang out and talk like this every day. She is really awesome. Thank you, JoAnn, for being my friend. You mean the world to me!
I think my “favorite” person in the Bible is Paul. Paul inspires me. Why? Because Paul struggled every single day in his “normal” life – he was imprisoned, he had a “thorn in the flesh”, which could have been a physical affliction or some sort of family issue (some think he had a really contentious wife), he clearly had it rough, yet he kept his eyes on Christ and sought to serve Him every single day. He spent his life encouraging Christians throughout the world, despite his persecution. Whenever I start to think I have it rough and start a little pity party, I remember Paul. I figure is this man, who served the Lord so unwaveringly, had to endure the horrible things he endured, who am I to complain about anything? Even moreso, who am I to expect life to be easy? And then there’s Jesus. He was without sin, yet he was persecuted, ridiculed, physically and verbally abused, and finally, of course, killed. And he never struck out at his persecutors, he never sat around complaining about his lot in life. And I think I have it rough? Right. Now, it’s easy to say, “but hey, He was the Son of God. He IS God. It’s not really the same.” Okay… but Paul was just a man, a regular guy like you and me. That’s why he is such an inspiration to me. Anytime I start to feel sorry for myself, I think of Paul. If a guy who was sold out for the Lord struggled and suffered, why on earth do I think I deserve an easier life? Another thing I keep reminding myself of is this – the Lord did not promise us HAPPINESS, He promised us JOY. There is a huge difference. We can be joyful in all circumstances. Happiness is strictly circumstantial, and fleeting. Paul was joyful, though I doubt he was happy. I want to be truly joyful every single day. That means I need to make that time daily to spend praying and reading my bible. Being close to the Lord is the only path to joy, and it’s tough to be close to Him if you don’t spend some time with Him frequently.
On a completely different note – Riley is sick. He was up all night, making multiple trips outside. I don’t know if he has diarrhea or is constipated, but he’s definitely in distress. Naturally, when he’s up, I’m up, so I got little sleep last night. That wouldn’t be a big deal except I have a hair appointment at 8AM (going back to blonde), and then a day full of pre-holiday chores. Oh well, maybe I’ll get a nap before YS, OS and his family, and my brother arrive later today. If I don’t, I still plan to be very joyful! 🙂
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
Hmmm, it’s been 10 days since my last post, and a lot has been going on. I had my annual review. That’s never fun. That’s all I’m saying on that topic. Work has been insanely busy. How is that possible? It just gets busier and busier every single day. I barely have time to breathe.
After watching Riley on the RileyCam, and seeing him go insane for two hours after I left, I couldn’t bear to leave him alone every day. That sort of frantic desperation will definitely shorten his life. it can’t be good for him. So, he’s back to going to The Daughter’s every day. I put the RileyCam there so I can watch him. He is so much calmer when Lola is around. I don’t know whether it’s being at The Daughter’s, where he doesn’t expect us to be, and where he’s gotten used to the family coming and going, or whether it’s having Lola around. Whatever the reason, he is much calmer. It’s fun to watch him and Lola sit on the back of the sofa staring out the front window, barking at squirrels in the yard. Mostly, they sleep. I wonder how many people would be surprised by what their dogs do in their absence if they had DogCams in their homes. I know people think their dogs just sleep all day until they get home. Even the most docile dog, like Lola, don’t just sleep. It’s been fun, and enlightening, to watch them.
I’m trying very hard to get motivated to go to the gym again, and to really eat right and finally lose the weight I hate carrying around. If anyone has any magic motivational tips, please feel free to share them.
Oh, on the YS front, it looks like he might finally have realized that there is no hope with ex-GF. Fingers crossed. School? Still no real resolution on that front. 🙁
Gotta get ready for work.
I had yesterday off. It was Columbus Day and the library was closed. I had big plans for yesterday. I was going to:
- Take Riley for a nice long walk.
- Watch a bunch of shows I have on my DVR that The Spouse doesn’t watch.
- Update my blog.
- Play several rounds of Word Twist.
- Take Riley to the vet to get ointment for his eye (more on that in a minute).
- Decide whether or not to drop my distant network signals and go with local networks in HD.
- Make red beans and rice.
I got two of the 7 things accomplished. What a slacker! Actually, I have a good excuse. Riley was sick the night before last. He was up half a dozen times, which meant I was up half a dozen times. I don’t know if it was the fact that he licked The Spouse’s plate after dinner or what, but he was not doing well. I had made a creamy chicken basil pasta dinner. It had lots of garlic and basil in it. Maybe it was too herby for him. He was in a lot of distress. After The Spouse left for work, Riley and I went back to bed. But his up and down routine continued for another hour or so. Finally, he slept, and so did I, for about an hour or so. When I did get up, I logged onto Facebook. Riley curled up next to me. He slept like a rock for another 90 minutes. He was one sick puppy.
I spent half the morning trying to figure out how to get a Picasa tab on my Facebook profile. The app doesn’t seem to work. Since I was adding a Picasa tab, I was in my Picasa web albums. That prompted me to start adding captions to my photos. That involved finding the location of some of the photos on Google maps so I could be very specific and accurate when I captioned them. That took hours, during which I was not updating my blog, was not watching my shows on DVR, not playing Word Twist. Before I knew it, The Spouse was home for lunch. Another hour lost.
After The Spouse left, I took Riley to the vet. Not for his upset stomach. He had been rubbing his right eye for the past few days, and the tissue around his eye was really red. I couldn’t find the eye ointment I had gotten from the vet last year when he’d gotten a hair down under his eyelid. We went in to get more ointment and have the vet double check his eye to make sure it wasn’t scratched or anything. Fortunately, it wasn’t. By the time we got home, I had about an hour before The Spouse would be home, and the red beans weren’t even cooking yet. Oh, I’d soaked them and boiled them for a bit, but they needed a good hour of cooking before they’d be edible. I needed to get with the program. I also needed an backup plan. I started cooking a sort of kung pao pork stir fry kind of dish. When it was time for dinner, I presented The Spouse with both options, the beans being mostly read, albeit a teensy bit “firm”. He opted for the beans. He’s not a big fan of Asian.
So, that was my day. Pretty much unproductive, save captioning the photos, making the beans, and taking Riley to the vet. Today is a new day. I have to go to work. I have gray roots to dye before I go and laundry to put away. Oh, and red beans to freeze. I am catching up on some of my DVR watching as I type, and I’m obviously updating my blog. I still can’t decide on dropping the distant network signals or not, and I am not sure if I’ll get any rounds of Word Twist played or not. I’m going to try.