tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88713179438057943312024-03-05T20:43:06.323-08:004 Times More FunJanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-49185801194813428732012-12-11T16:31:00.001-08:002012-12-11T16:31:27.097-08:00The Best Christmas Pageant Ever<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d4KSXrz28uE?fs=1" width="459"></iframe>Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-90844557769824702952012-01-02T19:24:00.000-08:002012-01-02T20:45:26.530-08:00Precisely Perfect and Beyond CompareSometimes I wonder just what the future holds.... <br /><br />Sure, we all have had that picture of what we think is going to happen....you know...married to your high school sweetheart, who works for the local family-owned business....little white house..... picket fence..... 2.5 kids...(2.5 kids??? How does that really work anyway????)....or maybe your mental picture includes that business man with the nice body, a job in the city with the loft apartment?....or maybe it was a studio apartment.... Whatever the picture was, we all just knew that was how it was going to be. We had our mental image, and by golly we were going to MAKE IT HAPPEN!!! <br /><br />:-)<br />:-)<br />:-)<br /><br />So then.......??????<br /><br />Yeah, I know. Reality set in. You married that high school sweetheart and were just enraptured, the babies came, along with the bills, the picket fence never got built cause you had to get a bigger car ( to accomodate all those babies you kept having), and as time went by, someone wasn't happy..... so instead of working it out they made new "friends"....hmmm. Or, you found that business man with the nice abs, but the gym kept him away for many hours when you had hoped for time together, maybe the time you spent hustling and bustling around the city, trying to make it to that meeting, made you late for the romantic dinner he had planned, and eventually created such a distance between you that he couldn't handle it any longer, or the job you went to school for wasn't as easy to find as you thought it would be....or just maybe you finally realized that being a "Senior Mobility Liason" was just fancy lingo for transporting the local seniors to Bingo Night at the American Legion Hall! <br /><br />Look, we have all been there whether we want to admit it or not...we all made plans, only to see them rewritten for us...either by choices made, or our own failures and/or dissatisfaction. And yes, we all wonder, to some extent, what the future holds for us now. There's nothing wrong with that. We are allowed to dream about the future, allowed to set goals, to reach our destinations in life. Its actually good to have an idea of where you want to go or what you want to be. Just don't let it rule you....don't get so caught up in the dreams that you lose sight of the blessings that are right in front of you already.<br /><br />We all seek perfection and as sorry as I am to crush that dream, we live in an imperfect world, full of huge imperfections. A world, that even with its flaws, is the provision we are given to live out our future. To live the future that GOD has planned for us here on Earth anyway. No matter how good we plan, or how much we dream, life still happens and can be altered right before our eyes. That altered plan? It can be a wonderful way of showing God's ability to take something unforeseen, and making it precisely perfect and beyond compare.<br /><br />In 2012, I am praying for my "precisely perfect" and "beyond compare" life, that only GOD can provide. I am dreaming that for myself, as well as for you....Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-79519112520563166732011-10-18T20:09:00.000-07:002011-10-18T21:09:31.849-07:00Closed Doors and Open Windows.......Ships and LimosSometimes, when you're standing on the seashore waiting for your ship to come in, the <br />limo God sent you is in the parking lot with the engine running. Such a statement of <br />truth. How many times do we search for perfection, or something that resembles it? <br />We all have an idea of what we think "our" perfect is, but what if we are wrong?<br />Many times I think we get so caught up in the search, that we don't realize what God has placed right in front of our eyes.....or maybe we are just scared to accept it, afraid that it will be swiped from our grasp right about the time we get comfortable. It brings to mind the closed doors and open windows approach on life. I have experienced this fear firsthand....God has put it right there, but I have turned my head, unwilling to accept that He has provided once again for fear that I have misunderstood the plan, or that it will just end up the same as I have already experienced. I have allowed my past to creep into my future, and with that, has come doubt. And with doubt, comes heartache....none of which any of us want....but what if we are wrong....what if God is basically handing it out to us...free for the taking and we are too busy looking for something that isn't really for us? Oh how I have fallen into this routine...<br /><br /><br />Today, that needs to change....today I think I want to take the "limo" for a <br />spin....seriously (I mean it really, I actually get a little seasick on a boat <br />anyway) <br /><br />:-)Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-43278486010505492892011-10-09T21:09:00.001-07:002011-10-09T21:24:21.085-07:00Walls of Doubt.....and Pink JackhammersI never realized how difficult it was going to be......you know, to let my guard down....to take down the wall I have built around my heart. It is still there. Standing firm, bricks and mortar in place, and as high as ever. I have trust issues....more so than I ever imagined. Of course, this is understandable, seeing as how every ounce of trust I had in the past, was torn from my grasp without the slightest bit of care.... I would have thought that by now, I would be able to at least peer over this wall I built, but instead I dangle from the top, with my fingertips barely reaching over. On guard for the very moment I might need to let go and hide again. I wonder at what point this fear and doubt goes away? When do I learn that not everyone is out to deceive?? <br /><br />One day I might......and then again, maybe I'm just not supposed to....one day God may just open my eyes and I will see the truth, or He may just expect me to have faith....<br /><br />Do you ever wish the writing could just be on the wall???? Maybe in purple ink??? Or maybe a bright pink flashing sign would do.....and a pink jack hammer to help the wall down...lol...yes, that would do it.<br /><br /><br />Dear God, could you just send a pink jackhammer when its time for the wall to come down???? Then I would know it was safe to trust again....Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-72150246598166021322011-07-07T20:55:00.000-07:002011-07-07T21:38:11.715-07:00Facebook Official????? Really???So, I left you hanging with a "To be continued"...... And it has...continued, I mean. <br /><br />Today, as I was riding around with my kids, I was enjoying the silly banter that my oldest daughter was taking part in (with my boyfriend) via text. Yes, I said boyfriend...(smile on my face). It was nice to see that she was comfortably chatting away with him (even if it was a great debate over the color orange and the teams it represents) I seized the opportunity to talk to her a bit about the relationship I have with Brian. It amazes me how different things are now as opposed to years ago when speaking of a dating relationship. I spoke about the fact that we aren't dating anyone else, that we are "exclusive", "an item", "going steady". She just looked at me, and I wondered if I had said too much, or merely made her uncomfortable with the discussion of her mom dating again. Her stare became a smile as she thought it funny the terms I used to describe mine and Brian's relationship. I laughed, and asked her what it is called "these days". (Ouch, that makes me feel old!) Her response was that we are ...............................Facebook Official.......................what?????<br /><br />LOL..How funny that in this day and time, Facebook Official is the term for boyfriend/girlfriend status! So here it is folks...I am not "going steady" or "exclusively dating" someone.....Brian and I are "Facebook Official". I wonder what else they have changed???????????Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-19491038243402129242011-04-10T20:02:00.000-07:002011-04-10T21:30:34.851-07:00As Jana's World Turns...The Amazing JourneyWhat an amazing life God has planned out for me. Over the last couple years, you have read many posts about my life, and what I have been through. As I look back at some of the memories made, I am astonished at the things that haven't gone as I thought they would. I am even more amazed at how God has taken different circumstances and used them to grow my faith. I have been blessed daily by the way God provides for my needs. Whether it be by an anonymous gift, or the donation of a friend, I have been able to make it and for that I am thankful. I have learned how to cope with many things over the journey as well. There has been heartache, disaster, and hurt feelings....but there has also been love, growth, and newer, happier memories as well. <br /><br />As a young child, I thought everything would be perfect. I would grow up, get married, and have a family...all while living happily ever after. My "happily ever after" was quickly stripped away with the choices made by another. And at that point, a small part of "me" was stripped away as well. For a short period, I was overcome by a bitterness that would not release me. Little did I know, that it was ME actually clinging to IT. My hopes of the "happily ever after" were replaced with the "if onlies". Not a good place to be in. Many land there, forgetting that the "happily ever after" could and should truly exist. The fairy tale IS there and CAN be lived out when God is left in control. <br /><br />I entered into the "single" status with a small hope. A hope that one day I would catch a glimpse of my "fairy tale" again. Oh, how God works in mysterious ways....and I want to believe that HE truly has a plan. It has taken me the whole of these last two years, and I not only believe it possible, but also trust that there IS a plan, and God has written it just for me. Slowly, I am letting the wall I built around myself down, and trusting again. And through this trust I am finding that the "fairy tale" can be a reality. I look forward to what the future holds, and am completely amazed by where the journey has taken me so far. This is the amazing journey......<br /><br />To be continued...Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-10294371583934626352011-01-31T20:07:00.000-08:002011-02-02T22:06:24.091-08:00Yeah, maybe I shouldn't post that....lolAs I have gone through the steps of divorce over this past year, I am amazed at the <br /><br />number of people who are facing the same. And though they are all in different <br /><br />stages of their destiny, the fact still remains that it is a hard journey, forcing <br /><br />many to advertise their feelings openly on social networks such as facebook. And <br /><br />though it makes one feel better to "one up" the "EX", there is a feeling deep inside <br /><br />me that tells me to refrain from such status posts. However, I have found a few <br /><br />quite humorous. And have in fact,saved a list of "good" ones to share. Let me <br /><br />first deny, nullify, and curb anyones accusations up front. These are not my posts, <br /><br />thoughts, or insinuations pointing to my divorce at all, but merely a collection of <br /><br />status posts that I have seen used this last year. I have wondered a million tmes <br /><br />how some can read over the following, and not have that internal feeling of "yeah, <br /><br />maybe I shouldn't post that"<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />In no particular order:<br /><br /><br />*If you think the grass is greener on the other side, perhaps you should spend more time taking care of the grass on your side.<br /><br /><br />*wonders what the judge would think when her husband has her arrested for telling off his mistress? It might be worth finding out! LMBO<br /><br /><br />*you can't scare me... I have an ex-husband<br /><br /><br />*... is longing for the day her ex shows up on a milk carton!!!<br /><br /><br />*OH your dating my ex? cool. I'm eating chicken wings, do you want those left overs too?<br /><br /><br />*Single & LOOKING.. for something better than I had last time..<br /><br /><br />*There's nothing like running into your ex on a good day, then throwing the car in reverse and doing it again! :) lol<br /><br /><br />*don't be mad at the fact that i won; be mad at the fact that you thought you could beat me.<br /><br /><br />*I don't get jealous when i see my ex with another girl because my mom always taught me to share my toys when I'm done using them :)<br /><br /><br />*knows they told us to say 'til death do us part', well we've parted, why are you still breathing?<br /><br /><br />*my ex husband is the reason I'm on happy pills.<br /><br /><br />*In my opinion, you went from loving husband and father, to ex-husband and father of my child, to baby daddy, to sperm donor.<br /><br /><br />*knows that he'll just get bored with her, then move on to someone else. That's just what he does. Trust me.<br /><br /><br />*Was wondering when Karma was going to get You~ Then I saw your new girlfriend and realized it already had~ Thanks karma~ I owe u one~<br /><br /><br />*How many people have looked at their ex's now and thought "what was i thinking" :Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-44940885209279582912011-01-13T12:59:00.000-08:002011-01-13T21:24:22.644-08:00From Checklists to Blood Donation....IT'S SURVIVAL MY FRIENDS!!!!!!Where is the list for single women???? I mean, where do you find the checklist that tells you the next step after you sign those papers???? You know, like for such things as changing your insurance, getting the bills changed into your own name, or just a list for the items you need, or things that need to be checked on periodically at the house. As I stood in line waiting to get one of my prescriptions filled, reality hit when I came to the realization that I no longer am covered by my original insurance....meaning I couldn't get my meds, meaning I was suddenly overcome with anxiety over the things I need to get done, or changed...<br /><br />Today, i spent most of the morning making phone calls to take care of such needs, and I must say that it is very overwhelming. I began my ordeal, searching online for some kind of checklist to help me remember everything. <br /><br />THERE WAS NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />And then the anxiety began...then the tears..........and then a moment of sheer fear that I wouldn't be able to handle it.<br /><br />Then, with the help of a couple friends, I was able to breathe again. I actually smiled when one gave me a helpful dialogue to use when speaking to the ones who keep us entertained, warm and well-lit, bathed and hydrated, and covered in case of accidents to the home or car. AKA: Comcast Cable, Volunteer Electric, Savannah Valley Utilities, and State Farm.<br /><br />From now on, I think that I will begin each phone call, dealing with bills as follows:<br /><br />"Hello, now that my life has been ripped apart, can you tell me how to have even more of my life sucked away? And while you are at it, I might could give you some of my blood as well since you will be asking for even more of my money? You do take blood donation as payment, right? Because after I pay for the deposit you want to charge me, to change this into my name, there will be a better chance of getting blood from a turnip than finding any more money in my purse....YOU have drained THIS well dry"<br /><br />I'm not sure if they will catch my drift, but even if they don't, I only have so much to give and the kids already got that....<br /><br /><br />Now, can we get these needles hooked up? I might have a drop or two left.....Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-35319532997407588352011-01-11T16:17:00.000-08:002011-01-11T16:58:48.653-08:00Carry me Lord Jesus...my inner GPS won't work without youIt is official....I am officially a single woman now. Officially divorced on January 7, 2011. It is a bittersweet feeling, yet I am excited about what the future holds for me. I am happy. Not about the fact that I am divorced, but happy that things are settled. I know that there is still the possibility for issues to arise, but I now feel a little more in control of my life. A feeling I have not felt in a year. No, in 20 years....wow. It is hard to believe that for the last 20 years, I have been attached to someone. This is the first time in my life that I have been on my own....and yet I'm really not on my own. First of all I have these 4wonderful children to care for. And that is something I will never be regretful of. They are my joy! <br /><br />But mostly I am not alone, for I have an awesome heavenly father. God has brought me sooooo far! He has always been there with me, but in the last year I have felt Him even more, on a daily basis. It reminds me of the footprints in the sand poem.<br /><br /><br /><br />Footprints <br /><br />One night I had a dream--<br />I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord <br />and across the sky flashed scenes from my life. <br />For each scene I noticed two sets of footprints, <br />one belonged to me and the other to the Lord. <br />When the last scene of my life flashed before me,<br />I looked back at the footprints in the sand.<br />I noticed that many times along the path of my life,<br />there was only one set of footprints.<br />I also noticed that it happened at the very lowest<br />and saddest times in my life. <br />This really bothered me and I questioned the Lord about it. <br />"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,<br />you would walk with me all the way,<br />but I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life<br />there is only one set of footprints. <br />"I don't understand why in times when I needed you most,<br />you should leave me." <br />The Lord replied, "My precious, precious child,<br />I love you and I would never, never leave you<br />during your times of trial and suffering. <br />"When you saw only one set of footprints,<br />it was then that I carried you."<br /><br />...Mary Stevenson <br /><br /><br /><br />I know He has always been there, and looking back I realize that in those hardest times, He was there carrying me. Otherwise I never would have made it on my own. <br /><br />So now, in this newest found freedom, what next????? Whatever is next, I pray for God to lead me....or as stated before..to carry me. For I cannot do this on my own. I would be a hot mess if I even attempted it. So carry me Lord Jesus for my feet are tired and weary and I don't even know the way there. Be my GPS for life, showing me where to make those necessary U-turns.<br /><br />So stay tuned folks...who knows where my new life will take me....wherever I go, you can be assured that it will be just as busy and crazy as it always has been. And I am trusting that God is gonna get me there...so carry me Lord Jesus...my inner GPS won't work without you....Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-41009639251600417572011-01-02T14:45:00.000-08:002011-01-02T15:40:28.116-08:00Don't D.R.A.G. me down........Wow, It is 2011... It all goes by so fast these days. Is it because I am getting older and have much more on my mind? After sitting in this mornings church service, I believe it is due to the mind-boggling issues that seem to clutter our minds. Our pastor encouraged us to "give up" the things that we dealt with in 2010 (things that brought us down and kept us from growing spiritually), and start fresh in 2011. We were told to write down the things that really shouldn't be "ours" to deal with, but "His" (meaning God's). God alone is the only one we should be counting on. So many times we look elsewhere for love, strength, help with financial issues, or just the need to feel important. We are all important to God, and He will provide for all of these needs.<br /><br />As I sat there, I asked God to help me realize the things I was trying to control instead of giving it to Him. By the end of the service, I had 4 words on my card that D.R.A.G. me down and hinder me from fully experiencing the feeling of grace, from Gods love. <br /><br />DEPRESSION<br /><br />The last few years have left me with experiences that leave me feeling depressed. These different experiences are beyond my control and leave me feeling very unhappy. The unhappiness has led me to a much deeper place of depression. Depression is a very debilitating feeling. It leaves you in a mindset that nothing you do is good enough, so might as well do nothing. Not a good feeling to have. Especially for someone who spent the majority of her life smiling and trying to cheer others up when they were sad.<br /><br />REGRETS<br /><br />Having regrets is probably something most people deal with. No one can see the future, and there are times when we are put into a situation that gives us choices. Sometimes the right choice isn't always evident, and sometimes it is. However, we still make the wrong choices part of the time. This leaves us with the questions that haunt us...mainly, the "what ifs". I want to enter 2011, knowing that there is nothing I can do about the choices in the past, but I can go forward...I can't reverse what has already been done in the past, but I can seek the right answers faithfully for the future.<br /><br />ANXIETY<br /><br />Worry is a sign of not having faith. And though I have always known this, I still tend to worry sometimes. It is a human nature. Anxiety has left me in panic at times. This also is a very debilitating feeling. Almost an attack, leaving me breathless. It stems from my worries and fears...mainly for my kids, or what the future holds for us. I want to have the faith that no matter what we are faced with, that God is in control of it. And He will guide me to the right decisions.<br /><br />GUILT<br /><br />I am not perfect. I don't always have the right answers, make the right choices, or know how to make it all better. I am left with feelings of guilt sometimes that make me wonder what I "should" have done versus what I "did". And this can lead back to those feelings of regret. It all goes hand in hand when we don't rely on God to see us through. And of that I am guilty. I want to rely on Him.<br /><br />These four things I give to God. I want to enter 2011 with the heartfelt feeling that God has my back. He has my best interest in mind. And because of this, there is no need to let these things D.R.A.G. me down. <br /><br />Starting this new year, do you have anything that needs to be given over to God?Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-68633450709666729682010-12-28T11:52:00.000-08:002010-12-28T12:15:10.458-08:00How much do referees get paid?O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree.....could you please take yourself down and get packed away so I can work on the other things in life? Such as the laundry pile (I really need underwear), playing referee to the kids, the dishes in the sink, playing referee to the kids, reorganizing for the new gifts, playing referee to the kids, cleaning the bathrooms, playing referee to the kids, gathering up the trash, playing referee to the kids, feeding the dog, playing referee to the kids......are you noticing a trend??? <br /><br />Today has felt like one big battle....maybe it's the fact that we havent been out much due to the temperatures? or maybe we have been out of our school routine for too long, but the kids seem to be getting on each others nerves. Not that they don't normally argue, but it just seems worse today. <br /><br />I would love for them to just stop yelling at one another for the day...playing with their new things, or just sitting around watching a movie together without a battle....is this too much to ask? A quiet afternoon would be nice....while watching them enjoy the time they have with each other. They are growing so fast, and will one day, sooner than we realize, be going off on their own to live life...So today kids, enjoy the time you have together, play nice, respect each others feelings, treat them in the way you want to be treated, and give this mom a bit of a referee break.......<br /><br />Oh, and I might like to have a shower today too.....Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-27179477500374644742010-12-18T15:08:00.000-08:002010-12-18T15:33:14.889-08:00It is time for some fun! I have finished my shopping, and now I need to wrap some gifts and prepare the house for the kids return Christmas Eve.....this year is going to be great! So many surprises and wonderful things planned...I am having a hard time focusing on actually cleaning....oohhh something shiny! You get the picture. Lol! <br /><br />The kids will meet me back at the church for the Christmas Eve service on Friday. It is a tradition I intend to keep. They enjoy the music, the story, and most of all the candle lighting (that part makes me nervous). Christmas is such a sweet time, and I want to keep our traditions true and maybe add some new ones of our own. Christmas cookies on the eve is definitely on my schedule for this year! And of course we will awake with sausage balls and juice for Christmas morning! That is one of our favorites! The house will be chaotic for awhile and then we will relax while one of the kids reads the Christmas story from the bible. I will always encourage them all to worship God...though sometimes we get caught up in the hustle bustle, they will know what the celebration is all about. <br /><br />Only 6 more days, and they will be back home....wow, I better get busy! There are presents to wrap, rooms to clean, and groceries to buy....better not forget the sugar sprinkles!Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-88612452236471276172010-12-16T18:08:00.000-08:002010-12-16T18:36:53.955-08:00It's Christmas time again.....2010It's here again....the time of year I love so very much. Last year, began a new experience for us. It was the first Christmas with me being the only parent at home. We had a great time and made it thru the year just fine. This year is still going a bit differently from what we are used to. Last year, the kids and I were still together for the whole vacation, other than the scheduled visits with their dad. This year, the kids will be staying with their dad this whole week until Christmas Eve. Not many people like change, and I am probably the worst at accepting it....lol. So now, they have left for their visit, and I am sitting here trying to figure out how things got to be so very different. <br /><br />As I said, I love this time of year so very much! I love the family time, the parties, and all of the shopping in crowded malls....I know, I'm crazy...(believe me, I've been told numerous times)...but I just love to watch people and how they react to this time of year. Some are excited creatures, bumbling around from place to place, searching for just the right items for each person on their list. There are lots, who are in and out finding what they need and quickly getting back to their normal routines. Others, come in, scratch their heads, frown, and just walk around discouraged that they can't find the items they want. I love to look at all these people! Its just completely interesting! Myself? I am the bumbler...especially on Black Friday!<br /><br />I love the decorations, and the gifts, and the music! I love the church services, the visits with family, and all the food! I sooo love Christmas! And though this year brings yet even more change for me and my 4 wonderful children, I will still remind them of the greatest gift that ever was. Even in our struggles, my children will know that God gave us His only son....a great and perfect gift for all.Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-82115612103085853252010-10-24T19:40:00.000-07:002010-10-24T19:42:38.551-07:00Be still and know that I am here.....This weekend was a long one for me, and by long, I don't mean extended. I spent a lot of time alone. The kids were at their dad's house, so it was quiet here. Most of us have been at that point of needing some quiet, but this weekend for me was almost too quiet. On Saturday, I didn't leave my house at all. I spent a lot of time resting, due to pain issues with my back. And even more time was spent reflecting over this past year. I easily could have slipped into a state of despair or depression, and believe me when I say I was close. Life has been hard this past year, as we have faced many difficult changes. I went from being married to my high school sweetheart, to facing the long hard journey of divorce. It hasn't been an easy road to travel. And in fact was not a choice I made. But that being said, it is still a reality. This, on top of raising 4 beautiful children that God has entrusted me with, has made life even more difficult. Life is HARD! And sometimes it gets me down.....but God is constantly there. He surrounds me with what I need to make it through each hard bump in the road, and for this I am thankful. He has supplied every need, whether it be the food we eat, the clothes we wear, or the friends that step into our path, at just the right moment. Life is hard, but God is good!<br /><br /><br />Take a look at the lyrics to this song.....it basically says it all...<br /><a href="http://www.lyricsbox.com/pam-thum-lyrics-life-is-hard-god-is-good-1tmt2jg.html">Pam Thum lyrics - Life Is Hard (God Is Good)</a>Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-70681692501086939952010-10-17T18:15:00.000-07:002010-10-17T18:26:38.469-07:00And the Emmy goes to........Recently I was given a blog award! I absolutely loved it and want to pass it on to those I feel worthy of its glory, however, I am writing this post from my Droid, and still haven't quite figured out how to add some of the gadgets from here. Why from the Droid you ask????? Because, though I might be able to write a decent story every now and then, rehooking up the electronics in the house isn't my forté. Lol! Just one of those many things I am still grasping knowledge on. That being said, I would like to formally thank my dear friend Sherilin for this great award! I feel blessed! Sooo not prepared! I don't even have a speech ready! :-D<br /><br />By the way, did you notice the accent mark on the e in forté??? Yep! Just one of the few technological actions I have learned! Woohoo! Anyway, thanks for reading my blog.....I hope in some way it either helps make you laugh, or at least doesn't bore you to death......Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-40946858038891504002010-09-30T18:24:00.000-07:002010-09-30T18:42:40.714-07:00laughter is goodI love my family! They make me smile often with the things they say. Recently both boys came out with the same shared feelings about school. "Its not that we don't like school mom, we actually think its kinda fun. Its the work we don't like" lol...if they didn't have to do work, school would be their favorite place to go...hehehe. My girls tend to come out with their own silly thoughts. Once upon a time, Abby Claire told my friend Sherilin that she wished I was a little mouse, so that she could stomp on me. Wow! I must have made her mad that day, and though that could have hurt my feelings, I chose to see her creativity instead. :) Emily Grace, as the oldest, has had more opportunity to share her humor with me. My favorite is the ritual of bedtime. There always seemed to be some form of fear that caused her to worry each night. These fears would range from thinking her heart wasn't beating to thinking her eyeballs were loose and might fall out, to fearing monkeys might get her in her bed. Every night, would again be the attempt to console and then quickly turn to leave because the laughter was being stifled. Oh yes, these kiddos bring me smiles, and I'm sure there will be even more grins and giggles as they grow and mature.Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-48072170297746407422010-09-29T19:22:00.000-07:002010-09-29T19:46:31.218-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpi2mKY79VsyPxNDgfcFLntxUkfoW8vlvM6SDTLv6CB3Ib8XJ0MRulVmFVaJzVj7_GY5sxyQ2YkcZ_0CVm0rVKFNuzaGLi0PmljC3Os9xgyXFgEe1fZsUPcJiR8OSwhgLRnQ1prAsnACPR/s1600/34609_140734285953821_135871939773389_342542_982250_t.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpi2mKY79VsyPxNDgfcFLntxUkfoW8vlvM6SDTLv6CB3Ib8XJ0MRulVmFVaJzVj7_GY5sxyQ2YkcZ_0CVm0rVKFNuzaGLi0PmljC3Os9xgyXFgEe1fZsUPcJiR8OSwhgLRnQ1prAsnACPR/s320/34609_140734285953821_135871939773389_342542_982250_t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522532312705510914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtnPO21yD_pJSWPpAMD4ihCIGe3ksKCXryJoTIN7c9eWlAU8frF5aPQklQVsBN-IBomTaBGBkjxW_bqPyd3J7PcNp_CaWEI4NFtzIk3L3rpO8p57JnUN8l4wGM-KkDYReOPpDBy7ZV-BKQ/s1600/34609_140734275953822_135871939773389_342539_519719_t.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtnPO21yD_pJSWPpAMD4ihCIGe3ksKCXryJoTIN7c9eWlAU8frF5aPQklQVsBN-IBomTaBGBkjxW_bqPyd3J7PcNp_CaWEI4NFtzIk3L3rpO8p57JnUN8l4wGM-KkDYReOPpDBy7ZV-BKQ/s320/34609_140734275953822_135871939773389_342539_519719_t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522532303121711938" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSgHSQBuznjCFfjZ9fR2_0lpQZnaX-jU76HosTeGlidIx59VcBIrcaxUjF66o_g4pchg4JWm3T9yDwm1swGBFrFBD9pxo6BKoJuemG5Oy3mW7igJfV-6CXj3W4IqWZgbtW0XGDC9xDjmoi/s1600/34609_140734269287156_135871939773389_342537_5228440_t.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 110px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSgHSQBuznjCFfjZ9fR2_0lpQZnaX-jU76HosTeGlidIx59VcBIrcaxUjF66o_g4pchg4JWm3T9yDwm1swGBFrFBD9pxo6BKoJuemG5Oy3mW7igJfV-6CXj3W4IqWZgbtW0XGDC9xDjmoi/s320/34609_140734269287156_135871939773389_342537_5228440_t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522532303338845842" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuyh5ZMrOQQkLgawMhPv_vsf-PM3ei28z-15KeWP0JhlcTlsFg3vn6fec_zZ3fD7y053ZbwAeNOWfG0H15ItcYz9-0lYeTfAMEqX6hVnfd7rzW6DTPzIgvR3QC4f2E8rL4z-JFflx_lcjt/s1600/35335_140734342620482_135871939773389_342544_1400405_n.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuyh5ZMrOQQkLgawMhPv_vsf-PM3ei28z-15KeWP0JhlcTlsFg3vn6fec_zZ3fD7y053ZbwAeNOWfG0H15ItcYz9-0lYeTfAMEqX6hVnfd7rzW6DTPzIgvR3QC4f2E8rL4z-JFflx_lcjt/s320/35335_140734342620482_135871939773389_342544_1400405_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522532297851653586" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwlWAhJqbuNWE5W1ArqJdzsgtJOQ6fThi1GNi5erpeYt7ohviUBVpX627DzLL4C2NU96lHnv2UPV_ymDrJU8rhYT0PNvelP9dEKlyvqeS8Yyp44qek01uqU5cHgzzdMwY5-UfniIZlfhe/s1600/34609_140734282620488_135871939773389_342541_5982717_t.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwlWAhJqbuNWE5W1ArqJdzsgtJOQ6fThi1GNi5erpeYt7ohviUBVpX627DzLL4C2NU96lHnv2UPV_ymDrJU8rhYT0PNvelP9dEKlyvqeS8Yyp44qek01uqU5cHgzzdMwY5-UfniIZlfhe/s320/34609_140734282620488_135871939773389_342541_5982717_t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522532294636008466" /></a><br />Wow, what a year it has been......<br />Not sure what I expected, but God really taught me a lot. I learned more about faith, hope, love, peace, and patience than I ever thought possible. This whole year has been one of learning....learning a lot about myself, and what I can handle...learning how many people truly care, and having faith that all needs will be met, even if it is at the last possible moment before the need. I learned that God wants me to put my trust in Him. I learned that this also means depending on Him for everything, not just the stuff I don't think I can handle on my own. I learned that I CAN'T handle ANYTHING on my own. But GOD can. Things will never be quite the same,but I do believe that things can be great, and with Gods help I will strive to teach my children to be strong in Him, no matter what happens. God is in control! I will have that faith!<br /><br />I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed... Nothing will be impossible to you.<br /> - Matthew 17:20<br /><br />I look forward to seeking His will for me and finding out what He plans for my future. I know that the things I have learned thus far, are only the beginning of what He wants to teach me.....Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-89238860561834433222010-09-26T18:40:00.000-07:002010-09-26T18:57:38.501-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVQEeLoe11x-xtqOn1Zy-Q4qMywRG-rZobFVd9I0jY_VEKd0ksD9fueHnJ8tUpaHkiWuiH7a4cgzV2qQ4sGU7coJQA3n9U1IJUGIyUpJ6u91ao8-SrmzW3jeInaiZnDRe7_t79Ffmukg5Q/s1600/2010-08-07+10.25.46.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVQEeLoe11x-xtqOn1Zy-Q4qMywRG-rZobFVd9I0jY_VEKd0ksD9fueHnJ8tUpaHkiWuiH7a4cgzV2qQ4sGU7coJQA3n9U1IJUGIyUpJ6u91ao8-SrmzW3jeInaiZnDRe7_t79Ffmukg5Q/s320/2010-08-07+10.25.46.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521406450184580786" /></a><br />On second thought, maybe I shouldn't blog tonight. I so feel like I needed to, but then realized that just like my facebook status, some things just don't need to be out there.Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-2979180098946254752010-09-07T18:47:00.000-07:002010-09-07T19:06:26.890-07:00I would like for you to let go of my arm.......Today we stopped by a local store to purchase a few drinks before my oldest child's cross-country meet. It is usually quite hot out and the kids like to have a little something to sip on while we are there. I quickly led them to the front of the store and was letting them pick out a drink from the coolers near the registers....you know the ones strategically placed so that while you are patiently waiting in line for the cashier, you immediately get thirsty? On the front of the cooler that contained the Pepsi products, were stickers advertising a sale price for Mt. Dew and Pepsi. I love Diet Mt. Dew, so this was my pick. Hollis chose Mt. Dew, and the others chose drinks from another cooler that were not advertised cheaper. When the cashier rang me up, I did what I always do and checked the prices as they came up on the screen....sure enough, they were incorrect....my Diet Mt. Dew and Hollis' Mountain Dew did not come up on sale. I brought this to the cashiers attention, and she argued that it wasn't both Diet and regular on sale, but just the regular....HA....she tried to explain away the fact that it didn't ring up right. I asked her to get her manager, as the price was actually double that of the sale price. Lol...when she returned, and fixed the price, I thanked her and again commented that the sign DID say they were on sale, at which point....are you ready for this?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The cashier<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />At this point,<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />SHUSHED ME!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />And not only did she shush me,<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Wait for it.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Wait...........<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />SHE GRABBED ME BY THE WRIST!!!!<br /><br />I WAS LIVID!<br /><br />I calmly removed my arm from her tight grasp, and asked her not to shush me again.....<br /><br />Hhmmmffff!!!<br /><br />When the manager came back to sign off on the price adjustment, I kindly told her that it would be wise if she reminded her employees NOT to shush or grab the customers in their lines....lol......really?????? I could have filed harassment!! Lol<br /><br />Wow, what an interesting last couple of days I have had!! LolJanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-31497377285490803992010-09-06T20:29:00.000-07:002010-09-06T20:55:41.699-07:00Ummm, no sir, this food isn't ours, but we decided to eat it anyway...Ummm, no sir, this food isn't ours, but we just decided to eat it anyway.... WHAT?!<br /><br />Imagine yourself eating out. You place your order, get your drink, and then find a table at which you wait for your order number to be called. When you hear your number, you arise from your seat and go to the counter to pick up your food. When you return to your table, you realize that the food on the tray does not match the order you placed......Here is where you pick your own ending...<br /><br />YOU<br /><br />a: return to the counter and straighten out the fact that you have received the wrong meal<br /><br />or,<br /><br />b: you decide that it really doesn't matter, that even if someone else is waiting for this order, you are going to eat it anyway<br /><br />This weekend, while eating out, I witnessed firsthand, someone making this very decision.<br /><br />THEY CHOSE B<br /><br />Yes, they received the wrong meal, and knew it wasn't theirs...but still decided to eat it anyway.<br /><br />It was quite humorous really. We were sitting in the back dining room of this local restaurant, when the owner came back to ask if everyone had their food. He had been calling the order number numerous times, with no response from anyone picking it up. We had already received our meal, and were just still there chatting. Another family was eating, and the 3rd party was sitting with their drinks and no meal. It seems that the number 7 meal was never picked up,(this belonged to the family already eating) do you see the problem here? A family is eating, but didn't pick up their meal. Whose food was it??????<br /><br />They had picked up the number 6 order, realized it wasn't theirs, and decided hmmm, oh well, we are hungry, we shall eat it anyway. REALLY??????? This scenario was way funny to watch, as the owner asked: Is this your meal??? Um no sir, and that isnt our salad either...hehehehe....I think it was even funnier that they were sitting right next to the table of people whose food they had snatched....lol<br /><br />Eventually both families were fed, with one family not receiving the correct order(because they had grabbed the wrong one), and the ones who got jipped received a freshly cooked order when it was determined that theirs was stolen...lol<br /><br />kudos to a restaurant owner for quickly resolving the issue, and making sure everyone was happy.....including those who didn't care what they ate, as long as they were fed....lolJanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-29287410883183135662010-08-31T19:25:00.001-07:002010-08-31T19:25:37.853-07:00It's the important decisions...like garbage cans and storage totesHave I mentioned how much I love to go to the hardware stores?????? I spent 2 hours tonight just strolling down the aisles looking at things to better my house. There are so many different things that need to be done, and though it may seem like that would be bad news, I was thoroughly enjoying the realization that I am capable of taking care of these things...whether I hire someone, or do the chore myself. For a single woman, it is very fulfilling to make decisions about lighting, shower doors, or even just a garbage can (which is what I purchased tonight).<br /><br />It was SO great!!!! I LOVE hardware stores!!!!! I made my way down the aisle where the garbage cans were displayed, and there were so many to choose from. Wheels, no wheels, large oversized cans that were hard to lift, smaller cans that wouldn't hold enough for my house, and then there it was...the perfect garbage can for my needs. It had wheels, which is a plus for me, and it was a good sized can for the job. A little on the heavy side, but I was still able to lift it into my cart. And then the fun began. I could not wait to continue down the aisles with the monstrocity I had picked out on my own. However, I couldn't see over the can to steer down the aisles, so I reluctantly put my purchase at the register until my shopping was complete. I shopped a little longer before picking up a few storage totes and then decided to head home. I paid the cashier for my totes and garbage can, and when he asked if I needed help with the monster trash receptacle, I proudly said no and guided it out of the store along with my buggy full of storage containers. AND, to top off my fun-filled evening, I was thrilled to find a way to maneuver my large purchases into my van, amongst the clutter, ALL ON MY OWN!!!!!! Fun times!!!! <br /><br />Oh the things that make my evening! Sometimes the smallest things can be what keeps us going. I felt like a somebody. I was able to make decisions, and they were important ones...I mean really, you can't pick just ANY garbage can!!!! <br /><br />I LOVE HARDWARE STORES!!!!!!!!Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-4208732087008504652010-08-26T22:29:00.000-07:002010-08-26T22:54:37.574-07:00Just can't fix it....it isn't my jobI'm a fixer....plain and simple. I don't like for things to be unsettled. I want everyone to get along. I try really hard to point out the good in people, even when the good is very hard to find. I find myself thinking through things that need to be fixed, looking for the best way to create a situation of understanding. And even when I am not exactly being treated well, it is still my hope to do the right thing always. Daily I am faced with issues I just cannot fix. It is heartbreakig. I want things to be right, even in a wrong world. I am realizing more and more each day that I wasn't meant to be the fixer. I cannot make everything right. <br /><br />I'm sorry...<br />I'm sorry that things aren't what we expected...<br />Sorry that life isn't going as it should...<br />and yet as I apologize, I am understanding that even in this imperfect world, we will be ok. And because of this realization, I smile a little more each day. <br />Life changed drastically a year ago....struggles arose that I wasn't sure how I would fix them. I wasn't meant to fix them. I was only expected to have faith. God has blessed me greatly over the past year. Not that He hasn't blessed me before then, but I am more aware of His provisions. He has blessed me with family and friends who in many different ways shine with His love. And for this I am truly thankful.<br /><br />Yes, I am still sorry.....sorry that I couldn't make everything right.<br />Sorry that each day brings new challenges for the kids and myself, but grateful that I have a God that doesn't expect me to fix it. I am grateful for a loving heavenly father who is teaching me to trust Him to be the fixer. I mean afterall, does he really need my help? No, He is more than able to supply all we need without me jumping in and screwing things up.Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-19242902565697637372010-08-11T18:49:00.000-07:002010-08-11T19:23:19.607-07:00Sometimes I just gotta sing......Tonight I came home and wanted to blog.... I even had my idea already of what I wished to complain, er.... write about. I came home completely prepared to vent loudly about the experience I had while getting the oldest her sports physical. I was prepared to speak loudly of my anger for being told we were 3rd in line, and then wait two and a half hours, only to be put in a room for an additional 20 minutes, and then when we were finally seen, the doctor was done in 3 whole minutes! Whew!!!! But then I went to choir practice, and as angry as I was, I could not continue my rage. The choir was singing the song "God Is Here", and though I was late arriving (due to the long doc visit) I began to sing as soon as I recognised the song. My heart rate went from pumping so hard I thought I would explode, to a calm peace. And though I ranted a little above....that was more for the humor, and how angry I was before I began to sing. Sometimes I just gotta sing....and it brings me to a comfortable, peaceful place.<br /><br />Recently, I tried to go back to my small group at church. I have been taking a sabbatical from the class due to my home situations......and instead have been serving in the nursery with the infants. I decided that this was the week that I would start fresh and anew. My friends have been so very supportive of me while I have been out, and were ready to welcome me back instantly. I lasted 5 minutes before the tears began to flow of old memories, and thoughts of how it is supposed to be. Immediately I knew I ad to get out of there before the class became a small pond. I went to my car and just let all the hurt and the anger of life's trials flow freely in tear form. I sat out there until it was time for choir to meet to sing for the service, and then went to join in. It was wonderful! The songs flowed with such power, and by the end of the worship time, I was smiling from the sunshine I felt inside. Sometimes I just gotta sing....it brings me to a comfortable, peaceful place.<br /><br />As I said, I spend a great bit of time serving in the nursery with the infants. A lot of times they are less than happy to be there. I just love snuggling up the ones that are so upset, and being challenged to keep them content. Lately, we have had a few visiting, or new babies. They don't know us well, and it sometimes takes a little more time for them to adjust. Many times they are screaming from a lap, or high chair, or wherever else we have put them to try and settle them. I usually start to sing. I try to pick a song that has a short verse, and can be repeated over and over ( in case they like it), and recently it has been "Jesus loves Me". I love singing for them and watching as it sometimes helps take their mind off the fact that they were left there in the nursery. It is especially nice, when they all get quiet and listen. I feel happy that it is helping, and my heart is happy i the process. Sometimes I just gotta sing....andyes, even with the crying babies, it brings me to a comfortable, peaceful place..........<br /><br />Tonight's blog was supposed to be a bashing. It was supposed to express my anger for a health facility, but now that I look back...it became almost comical that we waited soooo long for a 3 minute visit...and maybe, just maybe my lesson from God was about the songs, and how I am supposed to use my voice to serve.....<br /><br />Sometimes I just gotta sing....and it brings me to that comfortable, peaceful place....Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-82888590709577457362010-08-08T11:33:00.000-07:002010-08-08T11:50:11.273-07:00Now listen here Life.........Last night, we went to see the new Karate Kid movie. It was at the cheap theater. I decided to take the kids, since we will be heading back to the school year routine, later this week. The movie was great! Not completely like the one I remember with "Mr. Miyagi", or "Daniel san", but just really good. At one point in the movie, "Dre" reminds his teacher of something he had taught him...He said "Life can knock you down, but you can choose whether or not to get back up"...This quote got me thinking about where life has brought me. Life has certainly got me down quite a bit lately. Daily, I face different trials with what life has dealt me. And a through a lot of those trials, I have not chosen to get back up very quickly. I usually look around waiting for something nice to set me back on my feet, but all along it has been my choice to get back up and keep pushing forward. So that is my goal, and though there will be setbacks, I want to choose to get back up and say "now lisen here, life......you're not gonna keep me down for long. I have a God who cares! I have friends and famiy who love me! And those are good enough reasons to get back up and keep going"...Amazing how we can learn these lessons on a typical family outing to the movies.<br /><br />Now, on another note.....Karate Kid might not be the wisest choice later in the evening for two rambunctious little boys. Especially if you ant to get to the car at a normal pace, instead of kung fu fighting every step along the way. :-)Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871317943805794331.post-72190546740149984832010-07-29T20:44:00.000-07:002010-07-29T21:02:16.636-07:00I want to be on Wipeout!A couple of nights ago, I sat down to watch a little T.V. on my own. The kids were visiting with their dad, and would not be home for a couple hours. As I flipped thru the stations, I came across the show Wipeout! I had heard about the show, but only seen a small bit of it a couple times. Wow! I had really missed out! I watched as these people bounced, smashed, careened, and were punched numerous times by the different obstacles on the show. I was amazed! This was a particularly long show for the evening, and the more I watched, the more I wanted to try it. The big balls were my favorite. I found myself contemplatng just how I would make it across. I had already realized the motivator that smashes you into starting the course if you wait to long, so I knew I would have to just go with it and race to the finish. I would start running immediately, as I know I would need to keep up speed to bounce just right on each of the balls. I can picture myself as I jump and bounce directly to the middle of the ball and kicking away from it as if on a trampoline...only to land perfectly on the next one...super mario music playing in the background as I make my way all the way...I mean, I am pretty good at super mario! This could be my chance, you know to win big money and have quite a bit of fun along the way. I REALLY could do this!<br /><br />I made the mistake however, of sharing these thoughts with my children,as well as a friend who immediately burst into tears and howls of laughter, and posted immediately to facebook was a status by my oldest that her mom was crazy...imagine that! This prompted an immediate conversation about my training and how they need to post videos of my trial runs that they would secretly take...they even laughed as I stated I would need to pick out a great outfit to wear exhibiting the look of the super mario characters...and I definitely want those sound effects.....boing, boing! HAHAHA...oh well, I guess that one day if I get on the show and master those big balls, then we will see who has the last laugh!!!......Does anyone know where I can get an application?Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14750895964653681448noreply@blogger.com1