The Tiny Man

Once upon a time, in a land far, far way there lived a tiny man. He didn't know he was tiny though. He lived in a mushroom house covered in purple dots. He drank tea at 3:00 p.m. in the afternoon everday and he always made fresh scones to go with his afternoon tea. One day this tiny man decided he was lonely and wished that he had a friend to drink his tea with. One day his wish came true...he received a visitor. But all the tiny man could say was, "Oh my", before he saw a giant foot coming through his tiny window.

Romeo and Juliet II

Grandma didn't want to watch Romeo and Juliet. She was afraid they would die while I was away and the responsiblity was too great. "It will be fine", I comforted Grandma and convinced her to take on the task. At first she loved it. Everyday Romeo would swim up to Grandma and smile at her. He was a very friendly fish. Grandma grew extremely fond of him and of Juliet. Although, Romeo did hog all the food and he ate like a pig. Grandma felt a little bad for Juliet who seemed so small compared to Romeo. But little did she know.

About a day before Wesley and I arrived home the thing Grandma feared the most happened. Romeo died...

It was a sad day...

But even this was not the end of the story...

Easy Peasy

I've eaten at Taco Bell two days in a row. I don't know if this was a good idea, but it sure did taste good and it was super convenient. That should count for something, right? One could say that eating fast food two days in a row is a sign that one's life is getting too busy. Why does junk food have to be so fast, cheap, and tempting? Grrr...

Glasses

So…I’ve been slacking on my blog…

Not on purpose by any means, it’s just been slipping my mind. I did go to the eye doctor this morning. I was very brave. I endured the horrible “puff” in the eyeball and only flinched a little. The girl that was running the machine said I did a good job not jumping and banging my head against the machine. I took that as a good sign. I was asked numerous times, “How does this look? Can you see it now? Is one or two better? Is two or three better? Is two or one better?” It was hard work but I prevailed. My doctor said that I am “significantly worse than my last visit.” Hmmm. At least it wasn’t a visit to test my blood pressure.

So, needless to say…I’m getting new lenses that are stronger! Now I will be able to see. Yaye!

Unseen

I felt Lonely today. I know I’m not alone, but I just felt alone. I was going through one of those I’m-feeling-really-sorry-for-myself-and-I-know-I-shouldn’t-but-i-just-am days. I’m sure we all have those. At least, I’m telling myself we all have those days.

There are so many things my heart feels that are unseen to others. I have thoughts, disappointments, and heart aches that can be at times indescribable. It’s not that I’m against trying to share them. I have an amazing husband, friends, and family that I can talk to and get comfort from, who pray for me and encourage me and just brighten my day. But there are still those times that I know the only one who truly understands me is Jesus. Jesus gives me strength, not because He gives me what I want, but He gives me strength because I know simply that He understands me. He always gets me.

So yes, I felt lonely and sorry for myself today, but I think it was okay. And more than anything I have a Savior who isn’t rolling His eyes at me for feeling down. Instead, He’s squeezing my shoulder and whispering, “I know,” and that somehow makes everything bearable.

Romeo and Juliet

I think it’s funny…how we have fish as pets. Do we just like to look at them? Do we like to feed them? Do we like to watch them swim round and round trapped in a tiny little bowl? They are not cuddly, fuzzy, or adorable in any way. I used to have two gold fish and I would talk to them often. I totally convinced myself that they loved me and that they looked forward to seeing me and hearing my voice...

They died tragically...

But that’s another story…

Priorities

Eeek! I forgot to blog yesterday! I thought about it when my head hit the pillow at about 10:15 p.m. It was a sad moment. I felt a twinge of guilt and failure…and for a second I thought about getting up and writing something really fast. But…my guilt and failure faded about as fast as it came and I went to sleep instead.

Hey…sleep is really important! I can survive on failure but if I don’t get eight hours of sleep it’s really, really not a happy day. One word…”priorities”.

Sequins and Hardware

Michelle Quan and I are best friends. One year I went to watch her skate and she waved at me. I saw her through my mom’s binoculars and I knew that wave was meant for me, because we’re best friends. Okay, maybe we’re not quite best friends, but I’m sure if she knew me she would want to be best friends.

Last Saturday my mom, Wesley and I went to a figure skating regional competition in Medford. (Wesley was a real trooper, especially since we were there for about ten hours. He really is the best husband in the world. We did however have to walk around a nearby tool store for about an hour to counteract all of the sequins and twirling. The store was pretty interesting though and my mom and I did find some really cool clamps that are perfect for sealing chip bags!)

We actually did see some great skaters who might even make it to the 2010 Olympics. Then we can watch them on TV and know deep down in our hearts that when they wave to the camera, they are really waving at us.

I hope Michelle doesn’t get jealous.

Umm...yeah

La la la la. My mind is fuzzy right now and I can’t think of anything interesting to write about today. But I have to write something because this blog is part of a goal that I set for myself and so I have to stick to it or I will be a total failure (dramatic I know). I’m sure no one will mind if I just put down la la la la. I doubt my blog is really that insightful even when I have something more intriguing to say than "la la la la." At least it’s Friday!

eyeball dilema

I’m squinting…a lot. I really don’t want to have to wear glasses ALL the time. I have reading glasses that I wear on occasion. I’m not very good at wearing them when I should because they are not that strong of a prescription so I can get away with it. Lately even wearing those hasn't been preventing me from squinting. I think the time has come for me to bite the bullet and get stronger glasses or contacts. I never thought I’d have to be one of those people who have to stick a weird piece of plastic in their eye every day. What if my eye rejects it and spits it out and then I have to go on hands and knees crawling around looking for it like I’ve seen so many people do?

I guess I’ll just have to be brave and conclude that it’s more important to see then it is to worry about sticking my finger into my eyeball every morning. I can do this.

Lunch Today

I met Wesley home for lunch today. We ate leftover spaghetti out of the same bowl and shared a Peach Fresca. We talked about our mornings and about random things that I don’t even remember now. We split some candy from a box of chocolates he brought back for me from Denmark. We then walked up our street and down again discussing our neighbor’s yards and how much work our yard still needs. When we got back home Wesley escorted me to the car, opened my door for me and kissed me while sticking his head through the not-so-large opening of the car window. I made a sad face because I didn’t want him to go.

It was a good lunch.

Stuffed

It must be fall. The weather is getting cooler and everyone is jumping into “I need to bake something” mode. Our refrigerator at work has about every kind of bread-like-substance that you can possibly think of. It’s literally crammed. But…it’s delicious! I guess I better try and burn more calories or something. Why does everything in life seem to be bitter-sweet?

Baked Amish Bread

I forgot to tell about my Amish Bread baking experience! I squished the bag for ten days, added ingredients when I was supposed to, divided it into four more baggies to pass out to three lucky individuals and keep one for myself, and baked two loaves of Amazing Amish Bread!!! It was so delicious! It really did change my life! Wesley absolutely loved it as well and we will never be the same again. We're actually thinking about becoming Amish now.

Sunday Snuggles

We just got back from grocery shopping, which is never a fun thing to do on a weekend. We opted out of going to Walmart because we didn't feel like elbowing our way through the store to get to the milk which is located two miles from the entrance in the back corner of the store. We went to Albertsons instead and got everything we couldn't live without until we can make it to Walmart on a less insane day. (Hey...I didn't say we didn't shop there, we just chose not to today. Okay? Yeah...I knew what you were thinking.) Ahhh...Walmart, can't live with her and can't force yourself to pay twice as much somewhere else even though you really, really want to. What's a person to do?

Now Wesley and I are safely at home relaxing on our big mocha couches enjoying our quiet Sunday afternoon together. It's nice to be home all snuggly and cozy while the weather changes to a crisp chill outside. Mmmm...I just want to squish something right now, like that little white bear that sells laundry detergent. I love feeling all fuzzy inside.

Relief

When I awakened this morning there was a familiar presence beside me...

I smiled and breathed a deep breath.

My Wesley is home again.

Eeeeeeee!!!!

Wesley Poo comes home in 7.5 hours!!! Eeeeeee!!!!!!!!!

Moments

When I think back to all the times in my life, the good and the bad, it's sweet to know that someone was there sharing all of those memories with me. There isn't one single moment in my life where I was alone. I have someone who I can say, "Do you remember that time when...?" and He can remember because He was there for it all. One of the best things in life is to have that close person whom you can share all your memories with, and to have someone who was there for you through thick and thin. It truly amazes me to know that I have never, ever been alone.

So, to the One that has always been my side and Who has shared all of my memories with me...thank you. You are my Lifeline, my Inspiration, my Comfort, my Conscience, my Father, and my very Best Friend. My Jesus.