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Sunday, September 25, 2011

The Sunset Years

There's no doubt that my car and my dog are in their sunset years.
Oddly enough they are both well over a decade old and I've relied on them heavily for two different reasons.  One for unconditional love, the other for unconditional transportation. As much as I've tried to maintain and keep them going, the handwriting is on the wall, the time is near, their life spans are coming to an end.
My emotions are odd...I don't feel emotional, more like exasperated and somewhat powerless to change the inevitable. 
I had a wake up call this weekend: my car is a money pit of issues (and is no longer safe to drive), and my dog is too sick to even walk around the block. I know my fur child is shouldn't be compared to a car because I have genuine love for her and the car is just a material item (though somewhat necessary in this city).
But both are headed to get checked out in the morning (the mechanic and the vet) and I think I'm prepared for the diagnoses from a practical standpoint but not from a heart standpoint.

I still remember cleaning out my mothers' car after she passed away. 
Every crumb, penny, note, map, umbrella and scratch had a memory attached to it. 
And when our family pet died, we were all so devastated that we couldn't even look at another dog without crying...

Okay folks, I'm not going there! 
This wasn't supposed to be a sad post! 
I just wanted to vent my strange state of mind as I seek to take care of these time-proven blessings in my life and make pivotal transitions.


I promise I'll report back on some happy house stuff very soon.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Time to Reflect

I'm not going to comment on current events or recent tragedies in the world, but I will say that my heart is grieved...
Every morning I take some time to get really quiet about my desires, needs and wants so that I can reset my heart and surrender my will to a loving God. He gives me a rich portion of compassion, patience, humility, long suffering and kindness but I don't always use those gifts appropriately. My heart has a leaning towards selfishness, praying for MY friends and MY family and MY needs. 
Then I's Not about me
God has a clever way of pricking my heart towards the people of the world who are hurting and in need. I need only to slow down, listen and obey.

I've got to say that I am so grateful for a nice little spot that I can retreat to for my quiet time, but I'd find a way to sit at the Lord's feet even if I was living in a pit.

If I ascend up into heaven, You are there; if I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there.
   If I take the wings of the morning or dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
    Even there shall Your hand lead me, and Your right hand shall hold me.
- Psalm 139:8-10

p.s. - just ignore that big ol' restoration hardware book on the side's nothing but a needless distraction and I'm trying to decide which door or window to prop open with it!

Monday, September 19, 2011

On my To Do List:

Source: None via Terri on Pinterest



Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Home Sweet Home for 14 years!

   From The Glorious Pile
         (momma loves you)

Hello little house, it's been 14 years since I signed the papers, got the keys and opened your door for the first time. You were freshly painted and groomed. Sunlight streamed through your un-curtained windows and the first thing I did was put my grandmother's portrait up on the mantle. She had passed away earlier that year and when I found you I knew she would approve. I promptly pulled up your tattered green carpet that hadn't budged in 20 years. Your vinyl wallpaper, 4 bedrooms and 2 baths were so quaint and dainty that I almost wanted to leave everything in tact. I had never lived in a house so big in my adult life, certainly not by myself. You weren't my first property but certainly my first free standing house.

When I sat down next to the fireplace I imagined what the previous owners were like and I wondered what you and I would be like years later. 
Then the fear of being another homeowner came over me...should I have gotten a 15 year loan? Should I replace the furnace? Should I get an alarm? 
But, I was tickled pink with all of your beauty AND your flaws.
14 years later, I'm still enamored with you. You make me feel safe, You have remained solid and stable even in the midst of storms, floods, killer ivy, terrorist threat, construction, graduate school, roommates, squirrels, modifications and the death of a loved one. We've been through some changes, you and I, but we just get better with age.

I don't take care of you nearly as much as I should but I just wanted to thank you for standing beside me for the last 14 years. If I had gotten that 15 year loan, you'd be nearly paid off by now. 
No worries though, each re-finance gave me the opportunity to enhance your living space and I will gladly work well into my old age to pay you off. 
You are worth every single penny.

Many thanks to my creator who led me to you and has made a way for us to stay together this long.
This blog is dedicated to you, giving you thanks for my glorious pile of bricks.


Sunday, September 11, 2011

In Remembrance

photo by madrigals, logo and design by me.

 Let every nation know, whether it wishes
us well or ill, that we shall pay any
price, bear any burden, meet any hardship,
support any friend, oppose any foe, to
assure the survival and success of liberty.

– President John F. Kennedy

Blessed are those who mourn, 
for they will be comforted.” 
(Matthew 5:4)

On 9/11/01 I arrived at my office about 9:30 am, tired and annoyed for some reason. 
I was carrying a cup of coffee as I entered the lobby of my office building and saw a bunch of people standing around looking at the tv monitors. I knew it had to be serious because everyone had a look of shock on their faces. When I got to my office I turned on the tv and I was horrified too. I wondered what I would do if, before I finished my morning coffee, I were forced to make a choice to burn in a building or leap to my death. I wondered where that missing plane was and I wondered about the people at the Pentagon. After several phone calls to my family in Pennsylvania and my mom and dad,  our office manager asked us all to evacuate the building 'just in case' and I drove home on the highway, where there were absolutely no other cars. 
Oddly enough, I had scheduled a concrete truck to pour my driveway at noon that day, so I sat on the porch with a portable tv and watched everything unfold, in tears and heartache. 
I've never prayed so much in one day (except the day my mom died).

All I could say is God is still in control and though I may not have the answers, God is close to the brokenhearted.

May we Never Forget...


God is our refuge and strength,
   an ever-present help in trouble.
 Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way
   and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
 though its waters roar and foam
   and the mountains quake with their surging.

  There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
   the holy place where the Most High dwells.
God is within her, she will not fall;
   God will help her at break of day.
 Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall;
   he lifts his voice, the earth melts.

  The LORD Almighty is with us;
   the God of Jacob is our fortress.

  Come and see what the LORD has done,
   the desolations he has brought on the earth.
 He makes wars cease
   to the ends of the earth.
He breaks the bow and shatters the spear;
   he burns the shields with fire.
 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
   I will be exalted among the nations,
   I will be exalted in the earth.”

  The LORD Almighty is with us;
   the God of Jacob is our fortress.

Monday, September 5, 2011

Note to self: Boots are Better than Fries!

                                                                Source: via Breezell on Pinterest

Remember when you were 11 and your mom took you to get a Happy Meal when you got a good grade in school? 
That's Never gonna happen again!
Literally...I will Not reward myself with Food!
I have something better:
Freedom, Life, Energy and...Fashion!

As soon as I saw the scale go 40 lbs. lighter and my BMI waltz out of the 'overweight' category, I measured my calves and did a Pinterest search for some leather boots! Last year I was too fat for boots that didn't have the expanding elastic panel and couldn't find any genuine leather boots that I could afford so I started a style board of my wish list.

Here it is:

Then I got paid for a freelance job And found these on Etsy:

Click, click, click...and now they're MINE!!!! 
Yes, they are used and there's a little wear and tear on them.
(the lining is falling apart and appears very dusty but other than that I never want to take them off)

I know, it's vain and has no lasting value. I could be helping to feed a homeless family or paying my bills. But I've also bagged up a pile of my 'larger' clothing to give away and not look back.

Today was a perfect boot wearing day! I wore a deep purple dress and a flowy knit cover up like the combo on the right (no tights just yet, it's still only 62 degrees out)...

Since I still need to loose 20 more pounds I've got some incentive to hang over my head for that milestone:

Source: via glorious on Pinterest

alright, maybe Not this but something like it, in pleather, for $12.99 at the thrift store?!...

Big Buddah handbag: ebay
poncho: old (can't remember where)
jeggings: old navy, last year
long sleeve t-shirt: target

Bring On the Cool Autumn weather, Hold the Fries!