February 28, 2008
So I have been inspired by fabulous sister-in-law to write the story of how my husband and I met.
There is no easy way to say this. We met through MySpace. I am not completely proud of it only because I will have to tell my children that when they meet Mr/Mrs Wrong on the Internet it's only because crazy people date people from the Internet. I can just see the conversation.
"I don't care that he he has a sweet profile and he looks like Dr. Mc Dreamy. So what that he writes Biblical blogs in Hebrew and Greek. Sure, He says He's Doctor...."
John was snooping around some profile pictures on a mutual "friend's" page. He saw my profile, which happens to be my blog picture now, and decided to take a look.
Originally, He wanted to make fun of the fact that we went to rival Texas Universities. He made some childish remark about my school being less cool than his and that he liked my picture. Wow- how romantic. I decided NOT to write back.
Three weeks later I was cleaning my IN box and came across his message. I checked out his profile a little bit deeper. He had posted some very intense entries on his spiritual walk that I thought were genuine. The only Christian thing to do would be to write back! From then on, we wrote each other weekly if not daily.
I never thought anything of it really. He was just another random friend on Myspace that made you feel good about yourself because you new there would be a "new comment" or a "new message" on your screen when you signed in. Self esteem via Internet- pathetic, yes I know.
I was working on a cruise ship at the time and a few days before I was going to get off the ship, We some how got connected to AIM and chatted for an hour or more. We shared our testimonies, I cried. (cheese). Then he asked if we could maybe meet up in TX while he would be home visiting family.
In my head:
"Are you crazy! You are most likely a psycho maniac would could possibly actually be a woman!"
Out of my mouth:
"Sure, well I'll pray about it."
(Now, up to this point I wasn't sure if I was actually going to meet up with him. Who can blame me? )
John was visiting Jason, his best friend from school, in San Antonio. He thought he would show Jason my profile to see what he thought and I guess to see if I was worth meeting. :-)
My picture pops up and Jason's' wife Marla comes in to the room and says, "Hey! That's Diana!"
Marla and I danced together all through out Jr High and High School!
Next thing I know, I get a phone call from John (which now that I think about it might of been our first) letting me know what just went down. I think I talked to John for a total of 5 min and Marla about 30 min. She reassured me that he was in fact a man and not a psycho killer.
From then on, I was set to meet him and SO relieved. We met the next day at a coffee shop near my "less cool" university, talked for over three hours and then we got married.
Well- there were a few more conversations and dates but those are just technicalities.
You should hear how we got engaged!
February 27, 2008
February 26, 2008
I am hoping to get back to blogging more soon.....We (all three of us) are beginning to get into a routine.
February 25, 2008
We are so
He did pee a lot....on our floors. We were amazed how much pee could come out of a little dog. We took him outside 5 or 6 times that night (we got home at 8p and went to bed at 10:30p)
Our neighbor's next door came over and Diesel did nothing but crawl into my lap and sleep. AHH....so I gently lowered him into the crate....ahh....we slowly got up and said good bye and thought, "Wow! Our dog has no problems with this crate thing."
I am not going to say that our dog is deceptive. But please read on.
Here is my version of Eve (me) in the garden the day she took of the apple (Diesel).
Please read EVE with a Snow White voice. All other characters are actors choice.
EVE: "Oh look at how wonderful and still and sleepy that apple is. It looks so precious!"
Deception: "Yes, very precious. Pick it up and put it in your crate.....And walk away and close the door. NOTHING will happen."
EVE: "I don't know.....okay! BITE....."
APPLE: "You know better not to close the door. Now I will scream and cry and almost sound like I am dying because you are so mean and I can't believe you just did that and I am never going to love you again!"
Okay, so that is not exactly Biblical and I am not exactly Shakespear. But, I did feel that Diesel was a little over dramatic. Hello! It's not like he was just taken from his mom and 6 other brothers and sisters..... Whatever.
It was a hard night. John and I switched getting up every two hours to let him out and relieve himself. He did great! He still is learning that carpet is not grass, but I know he will get it someday and I will get new carpet soon after.
Today, he went to the VET and everything looks good. He has a funny jagged tongue but other than that, they said he will be a fine potty machine. Enjoy the pics!
February 22, 2008
|What American accent do you have? |
Your Result: The West
Your accent is the lowest common denominator of American speech. Unless you're a SoCal surfer, no one thinks you have an accent. And really, you may not even be from the West at all, you could easily be from Florida or one of those big Southern cities like Dallas or Atlanta.
|The Inland North|
|What American accent do you have?|
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This is from J over on Musings from Left Field. Pretty fun!
February 21, 2008
I've been learning a lot about patience. Please be patient as I explain.
Dictionary.com lists some great synonyms for the word "patience."
- self-possession; submissiveness, sufferance
I surround my life with little people, that is preschoolers. I teach dance and gymnastics to all ages, but I have to say the 2-5 yrs old leave the biggest mark on me. Literally. They love to grab me , pull me, hang on me, tug on me, hug me (which is sweet, but not during the entire hour of class), wipe their nose and wipe it on me, cough on me, and my favorite... CRY on me. Tears. Drip, Drip, Drip. I have tried to learn from several groups of parents the appropriate cries of when to run over to them and care for them or when to act like it's no big deal as to give in to them because they are bored or tired.
Some would say, and I have agreed with them before, that this is great training for being a parent. BUT, I pray that I do not want give my kid away after ONE hour of being with them- which is how I feel with most of the kiddos I teach.
So like I said, I have been learning a lot about patience.
Some weeks are better than others, however this week seems to top them all off. Monday's preschool class was full of uncooperative, crying little ones who RAN out the door with out even getting a STAMP! WOW! I must have been so evil! Tuesday morning, I went straight to the Bible.
Galatians 5: 19- 24:
19 Now the works of the flesh are evident, which are: adultery, fornication, uncleanness, lewdness, 20 idolatry, sorcery, hatred, contentions, jealousies, outbursts of wrath, selfish ambitions, dissensions, heresies, 21 envy, murders, drunkenness, revelries, and the like; of which I tell you beforehand, just as I also told you in time past, that those who practice such things will not inherit the kingdom of God.
22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness, self-control. Against such there is no law. 24 And those who are Christ’s have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires.
Key words that hit me in ALL the right places:
-out bursts of wrath
After you hear yourself call out a child's name 100 times you begin to go mad and have "out bursts of wrath." Sometimes, these stay inside, sometimes they come out. Now, I am not saying that I scream or get hot tempered, but I tend to clench my jaw and use silly threats like, "Do you want me to go get your mother and tell her you are not listening?" "Do you want me to tell her to take you home?" Unfortunately, to a 3 yr old, they do not understand threats. These tend to back fire, causing more out bursts of wrath, because in the sweetest voice on the verge of a cry, they respond with a , "yes." AHHH!
- selfish ambition
This is from my journal entry on Tuesday morning.
* I'm afraid I will look bad in front of the parents (if I do not keep their kid participating and in line)
* I don't really care if they are learning, I just want the class to be over."
Yes, it is horrible I know. But I have flesh and this is what it does.
I know that if I left them alone, they would not die, they would be just fine.
I know that eventually, they might see all the other girls having fun, stand up and participate.
I know that parents (hopefully) understand that I am in charge of 13 other kiddos and can not give one on one attention to some one who is not wanting to be there.
*At gymnastics this is hard to do because you have to spot each kid while others are waiting their turn running around.... talk about stressful. All this while more advanced girls are flipping and landing and running in THEIR appropriate places.
Okay- the Good News :-) is that I see how I should live- through the Spirit.
I love that this version (NKJV) calls patience "longsuffering." I have hardly suffered long! Christ calls my name a gazillion times a day and I run around, sit down, pout, cry, and want to leave all the time! Talk about LONG SUFFERING and this with the entire world of disobedience.
So, with ALL that said, the rest of the week did go better. It was awesome to see how I was reminded of these verses at just the right time..... or just after. But, I was held accountable and for that I am thankful.
February 20, 2008
February 19, 2008
If you can help, please do so.
Peace Gospel Blog
Peace Gospel International Web Site
What do you think?
February 18, 2008
I am in BIG trouble.
For the last 3- 4 weeks I have either been sick or recovering from being sick. For the last two months, the weather has been less than ideal (for me) to run in. But today I decided that 13 miles will take forever if I have to walk 11 of them.
I got online to see if there were any training programs for procrastinators. I found one that maybe happened to mention that you needed to already have a good running foundation, which I DID. For me, this counts. So I went for a run and almost passed out, but I did it. 3 miles at a 9:50 pace.
For me, it will not be about time, but about crossing the finish line and getting one of those really cool foil wrap things. I always wanted one of those!
Staying on point- I came home, stretched, showered, and decided to make something healthy for lunch. What better than "Healthy Choice" chicken noodle soup. Low Sodium of course, I add that later! Now feeling warm and good about myself, I thought I would have a banana for dessert
with peanut butter........
with a small portion of the mega cookie.....
covered in peanut butter!
AHH- there goes my run- well, at least the benefit of the weight loss. Tomorrow is another day.
Hopefully, not a another cookie.
February 17, 2008
Like I said earlier, I have been quite figity today. My husband has been super great and very compliant with all of my demands to get out the energy, aka. -->Patient time at Target.
He also thought he would be sweet and cook dinner for us.
There is a recipe using shrimp from Cooking Light that we used a few months ago and loved. As he prepared the ingredients, he asked me where certain things were and if we had this or that. Usually, we are always missing one ingredient but we seem to always manage. "Always" has now changed to "usually."
Things my husband learned tonight:
1) Chili powder does not = Cayenne pepper!
2) Too much Cayenne pepper put into a hot pan can cause a hacking cough....to all nearby.
3) This dish is not good with Cayenne pepper.
We each managed to eat ONE shrimp. Let's just say my eyebrows were waxed for free this month. We gave the shrimp a bath in running water and STILL ATE THEM! Who does that? Anyway, they were edible but did not taste good. He is still my super hero.
My husband likes it spicy but even he could not handle it. He once tried to kill our Sunday school class with his spicy enchiladas.
Anyone know any good cooking substitutes?
We are still coughing two hours later.
February 16, 2008
He loves to surprise me so I was not allowed to look until the cookies were done baking. This is what I saw when I came in to the kitchen.
And just so you would know how big the MEGA cookie was,
My husband wanted no confusion.
Unfoutunatley it broke from the pan to the cooling rack. They were very, VERY yummy cookies.
February 15, 2008
We are getting a dog.
It has been interesting to see the effort my husband and I have put into this puppy.
Here are all the similarities of preparing for an actual baby and a DOG.-- the best part is, I have been married for 9 months.
Checklist: (which we did type out and bring to the store)
1) Safety clips on our poisonous cabinets.
2) Convertible crib that changes as he grows (Life stages crate with divider)
3) Toys- some for teething, some for snuggling, some with squeaky things inside.
4) Car seat- actually a crate that we are borrowing.
5) Soft bedding- that john and I have tested. Approved!
6) Health kit- with toothbrush and baby toothpaste (dog formula paste), nail clippers with styptic powder, cotton balls- to clean ears out, baby (puppy) shampoo, soft brush.
7) BABY GATE- an actual baby gate from Target.
8) Puppy sized eating bowls
9) Special PUPPY FOOD - we have decided to use kibble (don't even go there)
10) Bath mat- we don't want Diesel to slip now do we?
We have also interviewed Veterinarians and toured a clinic. We have read 3-4 books on Weimaraners and dog training.
Of course we do have a pooper scooper, a collar, a leash and newspaper on the floor. We also have a bell on the door so he can tell us when he needs to go outside.
I guess you could do these things with a real human but it might be looked upon as UN HUMAN. Maybe THIS is why we see people wearing dog collars as they get older?
We have not come to the point of dog clothing. We are not into clothes for fun........yet. I have looked at Booties for his feet to protect them on trail runs and stuff.