Three Things Thursday

baby stuff in honor of my nephew and the pictures i posted.

1. when i was a baby (maybe about 2 or 3) i stuck a rasin in my nose. i walked around with it in there for about 2 days. i was snorting and occasionally saying, "rasin" or "nose". my parents finally figured it out and removed it.

2. i swallowed a penny.

3. you know those packets that you get in boxes of shoes...well i loved shoes and still do (what woman doesn't). so on the packet it said not to eat but i couldn't read yet so of course i ate it. my mom caught me and had to call poison control who told her that she just needed to keep me hydrated becasue the crystals de-hydrate you.

Silly Baby

these are pictures of my nephew and i thought that they were so funny. the best is that he is completely serious as he's smashing his face up against the window. the couple of other pictures that i have of him doing this he's not smiling and it's so cute how he can be so serious.

Forgiveness and Love

"You were both victims of comeone else's sin, however, and there are always consequences to sin. Like a ripple effect in water. Sin ripples out to touch the people around the one committing the wrong."

three generations of women all hurting. two bitter and angry. how will they deal? will they learn to forgive and love? and what will become of the little one on the way?

What She Left For Me by: Tracie Peterson is an amazing story of what forgiveness is and how in turn you can fully love.

Three Things Thursday

numbers

1. i only had 3 wisdom teeth. i'm not sure where the other one went but it never showed up in my x-rays.

2. my mom had my ears pierced when i was 3 weeks old, or maybe it was 3 months old, whatever the case may be i was young, so i don't remember the pain and have never had another piercing since.

3. i work with about 25 women so at any given time in the week you can find a cranky, winey, grouchy, happy, giddy, playful, silly, mean or dramatic woman in our office. please come and visit.

The Bridge

i just got finished reading the book The Bridge by Lisa Tawn Bergren and thought that it was really good. one of the reasons is because it's based off of the song Sweet Jesus by Gary Chapman and i remember hearing that song on the radio when i was younger and thinking that it was sad but good. so here is a small passage from the book and then the song Sweet Jesus in which the book was based off of.

The bridge.

His mother had crossed it, wanting to take him to something better.

The old man had saved him from it, kept it from taking his life, too.

And God, was calling him to cross it.

SWEET JESUS

by: Gary Chapman

There is a river running through this town

It carries the water

There isn't any way to slow it down

Or make it stop

I was a baby when the big bridge fell

So I don't remember

But I have listened to the stories well

And so I know

They were falling

To the surface

They were calling

To their God

And their cry was

Sweet Jesus, please won't you catch us, save us

Sweet Jesus, please won't you hear us crying

Fishing for luck beneath the bridge that day

A man in his eighties

He saw it happen and began to pray

As he dove in

He found a mother and a baby boy

They both wouldn't make it

The mama handed him her only joy

He took the child

Then he was swimming

Like he was twenty

He made shoreline

Then he died

And his thoughts were

Sweet Jesus, please won't you catch us, save us

Sweet Jesus, please won't you hear us crying

He was crying

I miss my mother and the brave old man

Though I never knew them

They are the soul inside the man I am I bear their dreams

And I am walking

In their footsteps I am talking

To their God

And my cry is

Sweet Jesus, please won't you catch us, save us

Sweet Jesus, please won't you hear us crying

Sweet Jesus, please won't you catch us, save us

Sweet Jesus, please won't you hear us crying

We're all crying

There is a river running through this town

It carries the water

There isn't any way to slow it down

Or make it stop

Family Times

my parents just left this morning snif, snif.
we had a great weekend with them though. they came to visit us to get away from the constant

work

they have been doing on the house since the hurricane. they just needed a break. thursday night we celebrated Christmas and new years.
we gave them their Christmas presants and toasted the new year with welches sparkeling grape juice. they were able to go to the mall since they still don't have one. we went to eat at

jerusalem cafe

b.j.'s brewery

and

sweet tomato

desert was at

rimsky's and a rocky road apple from the chocolate factory in the van mall. we played rummikub and scrabble and watched some football. having my parents here was lots of fun but another good thing is that they made some yummy

gumbo

on friday night. it's been so long since i've had such good nola food. it was a fun weekend and i'm always sad to see them go. but now i get to look foward to seeing my sister and her boyfriend whenever they come for a visit and some more fun times.

More Fun

thanks

Stephanie

for carrying on the fun. i love stuff like this too. superman is my favorite super hero so i don't mind being supergirl.

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Thrills

1. i love white water rafting. i've been down the ocoee river in tennessee at least three times. i've been down some river in the jungle of costa rica, down what i thought was the arizona river in colorado but i think that it's called the arkansas river in colorado, and the deschutes.

2. roller coasters scare the crap out of me but i can't help but ride them.

3. rock climbing. it's been about 9 years since i've been but it's one of those things that you never forget. and i totally believe that it's more fun to actually climb the rock and then repell down. i don't see then fun of just repelling because the act of climbing first is thrilling.

Fun

this is fun. thanks

Shelia

for the idea.
i'd say that my description is pretty accurate too.


You are Poetry.
You are often the most emotional of the arts. You
are introverted, in that you tend to let people
come to you rather than trying to get their
attention. You get along well with Music and
Literature.


What form of art are you?
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Three Things Thursday

my goals for 2006:

1. for my husband and i to buy and move into a house.

2. if not to have a baby in 2006 then to at least get pregnant.

3. to quit saying shut up and to quit complaining.

the following posts are my you know your from, when... posts. the reason that i have three states or actually 2 states and a city (although some seem to think that new orleans is its own country in and of itself) is because i have lived in all three states. i grew up in louisiana, i lived in alabama for 5 years (that's where i met my husband), and i now live in washington. enjoy.

You Know You're From Washington When...

You know the state flower (Mildew) You feel guilty when you don't recycle. You use the phrase "sun break" and know what it means. You know more than 10 ways to order coffee. You know more people who own boats than air conditioners. You feel overdressed wearing a suit to a nice restaurant. You've stood on a deserted corner in the rain waiting for the "Walk" Signal. You understand that if it has no snow or has not erupted, it is not a real mountain. You can taste the difference between Starbuck's, Seattle's Best, Veneto's, Peet's, and Tully's. You know the difference between Chinook, Coho, and Sockeye salmon. You consider swimming an indoor sport. You are well versed in the difference between Japanese, Chinese and Thai food. In winter, you go to work in the dark and come home in the dark -- while only working eight-hour days. You never go camping without waterproof matches and a poncho. You are not fazed by "Today's forecast: showers followed by rain," and "Tomorrow's forecast: rain followed by showers." You have no concept of humidity without precipitation. You can point to at least two volcanoes, even if you cannot see through the cloud cover. You notice "the mountain is out" when it is a pretty day and you can actually see it. You put on your shorts when the temperature gets above 50, but still wear your hiking boots and parka. You switch to your sandals when it gets about 60, but keep the socks on. You've actually used your mountain bike on a mountain. You think people who use umbrellas are either wimps or tourists. You knew immediately that the view out of Frasier's window was fake. You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Washington.

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You Know You're From Alabama When...

You have a party or a barbeque whenever Alabama plays Auburn in football. You go to Gulf Shores every summer. You call the Atlanta Braves baseball team "us" like they're actually from Alabama. You would much rather visit Florida than California. You don't "take", you "carry" or "tote"... as in "You want me to carry you down to the 7-11?" A soft drink isn't soda, cola, or pop, it's Coke. You call it a "buggy" and not a shopping cart. You've said "fixin' to," "might could," or "usetacould" during the last week. Someone you know has used a football schedule to plan their wedding date. You know the meaning of the phrase "Fobbed again." You can properly pronounce Eufaula, Opelika, Bayou La Batre, and Oneonta. The Talladega 500 is the biggest sporting event of any sort during the entire year. You know exactly what chitlins and mountain oysters are, and you know someone who eats them anyway. You think that people who complain about the humidity in other states are sissies. You aren't surprised to find rental movies, groceries, ammunition and bait all in the same store. You've missed a wedding or a funeral to go to a football game. Asian food is always "CHINESE" regardless of the fact that it may actually be Korean or Japanese or Thai You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Alabama.

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You Know You're from New Orleans When...

Your sunglasses fog up when you step outside
You reinforce your attic to store Mardi Gras beads
Your baby's first words are "gumbo" and "whereyat"
You save newspapers, not for recycling but for tablecloths at crawfish boils
When you give directions you use "lakeside" and "riverside" not north & south
Your ancestors are buried above the ground.
You listen to holiday songs such as "the 12 yats of Christmas" and "Santa and his reindeer used to live next door"
You walk on the "banquet" (sidewalk) and stand in the "neutral ground" (area of ground between a two sided street) "by ya mommas" (by your mother's house).
You think a lobster is a crawfish on steroids.
You take a bite of five-alarm chili and reach for the Tabasco.
You use a "#3" washtub to cover your lawn mower or your outboard motor.
The horsepower of your outboard motor is greater than that of your car motor.
You pass up a trip abroad to go to the Crawfish Festival in Breaux Bridge.
The four basic food groups are boiled seafood, broiled seafood, fried seafood and beer
Every once in a while, you have waterfront property.
None of your potential vacation destinations are north of the old Mississippi River Bridge (US 190).
You sit down to eat boiled crawfish and your host says, "Don't eat the dead ones,"
and you know what he means.
You don't know the real names of your friends, only their nicknames.
You give up Tabasco for Lent
You worry about a deceased family member returning in spring floods.
You don't learn until high school that Mardi Gras is not a national holiday.
You push little old ladies out of the way to catch Mardi Gras throws.
You leave a parade with footprints on your hands.
You believe that purple, green, and gold look good together
Your last name isn't pronounced the way it's spelled.
You know what a nutria is but you still pick it to represent your baseball team.
No matter where else you go in the world, you are always disappointed in the food.
Your loved one dies and you book a jazz band before you call the coroner.
Your accent sounds nothing like Harry Connick, Jr's.
You can sing these jingles by heart: "Rosenberg's, Rosenberg's, 1825 Tulane;" "At the beach, at the beach, the Pontchartrain Beach..."
Nothing shocks you. Period. Ever.
Your idea of health food is a baked potato instead of fries with your seafood platter.
You have sno-ball stains on your shoes.
Your middle name is your mother's maiden name, or your father's mother's maiden name, or your mother's mother's maiden name, or your grandmother's mother's maiden name, or your grandfather's mother's maiden name.
You don't show your "pretties" during Mardi Gras.
You know that Tchoupitoulas is a street and not a disease.
Your grandparents are called "Maw-Maw" and "Paw-Paw."
Your Santa Claus rides an alligator and your favorite Saint is a football player.
You shake out your shoes before putting them on.
You don't think it inappropriate to refer to a large adult male as "Li'l Bubba."
You know why you should never, ever swim by the Lake Pontchartrain steps (for more than one reason).
You cringe every time you hear an actor with a Southern or Cajun accent in a "New Orleans-based" movie or TV show.
You have to reset your clocks after every thunderstorm.
You waste more time navigating back streets than you would if you just sat in traffic.
You fall asleep to the soothing sounds of four box fans.
You eat dinner out and spend the entire meal talking about all the other good places you've eaten.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from New Orleans.