Entries from September 2007 ↓

I love this song. I heard it again tonight, and once again, as it always does, it spoke to my soul. For every thing in my life I’ve ever been given, I am beyond blessed. If it all ended tomorrow, I could never ask for another thing.

YOU HAVE BEEN GOOD

Scott Krippayne

VERSE(1):
If I never get to see another rainbow
Or share another life with a friend
If I never stand barefoot by the ocean
Or get to kiss my child goodnight again

If I never have another prayer that’s answered
Or have another blessing come my way
If this is all I know of heaven’s kindness
Father I would still have to say…

CHORUS:
You have been good
You have been good
And I may’ve wondered how could it be
You have been good
You’ve been so good
So many ways You’ve been good to me

VERSE(2):
You’ve shown me mercy upon mercy
Grace upon grace
Time after time
And I know all too well what I’m deserving
Yet You are still so patient and kind

CHORUS

BRIDGE:
Suddenly it all were ended
And your past sins disappear
Looking back over a lifetime
The evidence is clear

   We only have the very, very basic cable. As in, like 17 channels. About a year ago, we decided to cut out the package we did have for a couple of reasons. The first being, we wanted to save more money. The second being, if we didn’t have any channels, we’d have to watch less TV. Neither of us are in love with TV, and I don’t think we really watched it too much, however both my husband and I have asked aloud "why are we watching this?" more than once, as we were watching a show we didn’t really care about, that we were wasting our time on, just because it was there.

  You know those shows on televsion where they flip a house, re-do a room for mere dollars, or the ones where a  real estate agent comes in and gives advice about how to fix up a house to make it more sell-worthy? Well when we had cable I adored them. And when we went on vacation a couple of weekends ago, and had all the channels I was totally addicted to watching them all over again. I can’t believe how little they spend on them to make them look so much better. There was one they showed though, that even with several thousand dollars invested in it, still looked like crap to me. It looked straight out of the 70’s with a fake leather covered burgundy bar, and the dark faux wooden paneling, cement floors in the burnt orange carpet, etc. It ended up selling for $350,00. It was in Las Angeles though. Here it would be lucky to pull in $25,000.Tonight we went to my parent’s house and of course I had to watch some more of these shows. I really am lucky I don’t get these shows at home, or that is what I’d be spending my entire morning sickness filled mornings doing. Instead I watch the court TV shows with Judge Marilyn or Judge Christina and their crazy cases, or CNN. Guess that’s not much better, is it? The good thing about those home improvement shoes is they are so darn inspiring!

I don’t know what I was waiting for, and it’s very unlike me, but I procrastinated buying the boys’ costumes this year, for some reason.

My friend Laura pointed out this costume to me, and told me how adorable Forest would look in it. (In case you haven’t heard before, Forest became obsessed with golf, on his own, no other golfers in our family, at the age of about 18 months. He used to prefer watching the golf channel to any other children’s programs. He’s not as into it as he was before, however he still loves to golf, and is getting quite good at it. My husband told me just yesterday that he hits his driver about 45-40 yards now. Of course I have no idea what this means, but hubby was impressed, so of course I am too. haha)

I fell in love with the costume myself, however Forest wasn’t as into it. "Golfing is nice," he said, "but I’m a better football player now, Mommy. Football players are tougher. I think Warrior should be the golfer." 

Okay, I hadn’t thought of that. Since Forest was the more obvious choice for golf, buuuut Warrior would make a mighty cute golfer too! So we showed it to Warrior and he was delighted! He likes golf too, because his Daddy and brother do it (hubby does it now, thanks to Forest), but it’s not his own passion, like it is Forest’s. But anyway, that will be Mister Warrior’s costume.

Forest, well, he is going to be the not-all-cutesy football player. Of course I’m not saying he won’t be cute, because of course he will be! But girls, my days for picking out cutesy costumes for my boy are officially over. No swaying or persuading here. So, this is what he picked out:

I guess I should just be thanking my lucky stars that it was a football player, and not a monster or a skeleton, or a Tennessee Football player something of the like. He is very, very excited to get it. Which is a plus. Last year I had to bribe him into his costume. This year I have a feeling that I will have to bribe him to remove the costume.

   So, I’m the fill-in at one of our local banks for the cleaner. As far as jobs go, it’s not bad. You get paid for 2 hrs. worth of work, and it rarely takes more than one. I wouldn’t want to do it permanently though, just because of the fact that you have to do it every single day, and you can’t do it until the bank closes. That means if you want to spend the evening at a picnic or whatever, you have to come home and clean. Who wants to do that? And even spending one night away could be a problem… Anyway, I don’t mind doing it on a fill-in basis though. I just plan my week accordingly.

   So last night I was vacuuming the bank manager’s office. All was going fine as I vacuumed around his desk, the books helf , etc. Then I saw them…. these little white things on the floor that wouldn’t suck up right under the chairs where people sit in front of the managers desk to discuss whatever it is they’re there to discuss with him. I thought they were pieces of paper and I went to pick one up when it was hard. I looked closer and it was fingernails! Well, at first I thought they were toenails, but I don’t see how they could be (who would have their socks and shoes off, clipping nails in there as they waited?!?!). But they have to belong to a honkin’ biiiiig man. I was just trying to picture how it happened….. is some big old dude in there having such bad financial problems that he is peeling his nails off and dropping them on the floor as he discusses his financial failure with the manager? Or did some disgusting person just simply decide to clip their nails as they waited for him to come to the office and have the meeting? Either way, EWWWW! I wanted to bleach my hands off after touching someone else’s icky old nail! I guess cleaning ladies probably find all kinds of disgusting things. I’m glad it’s not my career! EEEEE!