Random Musings

Last Thurs night we FINALLY fit it into our schedule to go see our church's men's softball team. Corey as catcher Isabella snoozes Jeff tries to see through the sun Jessica cheers her Dad on to first base. Carl chases the ball, and bends further than I knew his tall, lean frame could go! And Pastor Mike (I think) throws the ball. As does Mr Edwards (I think...outfield is a long ways off!) and two boys couldn't understand why they couldn't play...they go to church!

On Fridays at work, it is normally just in underlings. I think the Youth Pastor works Fridays to supposedly keep us in line (or maybe they just want a pastor on duty), but there's no other department head there. About an hour before going home, my co-worker and I were hanging posters when someone started knocking on the glass doors. I looked up and there was this very rough looking man. He looked homeless. Linda goes and starts to open the door, and I whispered, "Linda, NO!" She laughed, then replied, "He goes to church here." I felt so ashamed. Yet at the same time, even though there were two of us and I've had a self-defense class a while back, I didn't feel safe letting in a creepy looking man with just me and a a sixty something year old woman. In retrospect, would I have reacted the same way had he been young and clean cut? Or a teenager? It also reminded me of the homeless man at the corner of 1010/401 - the one who holds the Disabled sign b...

Two years ago we bought a Russian version of C.S. Lewis' The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe . Though the kids balked and whined, we made them read a little bit every night. Then once a week we wouldn't read, and we would watch Disney's movie up to the point where they had read. I think they liked the movie a lot more, and it made reading a little more bearable knowing there was a movie to go along with it. Sunday at lunch, someone in Bobby's family asked the kids how they liked Lucy and Linus. The kids looked to me, puzzled, so I told them "Dog.. zavoot (the Russian word for name)...Lucy..." and before I could finish with Linus, they all chimed in "and Edmund!" We all cracked up laughing. I told them, no, it was Lucy and Linus, but their mind was already on Narnia. Bobby watched them today, and he informed me that they're still calling Linus by the name of Edmund. I've never heard of a dog with a middle name, but I guess one of ou...

Somewhere between the ages of 8-10, my boy cousins came to stay at my grandparents house. (For a long time there were only 3 boys out of 10 grandchildren.) Cool things happened at my grandparent's house when the boys were there. Papa opened up his woodshop , and we were allowed to play with his wooden blocks, a hammer and recycled nails. I loved it, until I was banned from hammering. My nails never seemed to go straight, and who can recycle bent nails? The boys also had a BB gun, and we always enjoyed watching (and begging) to shoot. We were also allowed to walk to the railroad tracks if the boys were with us (which was just across the road, literally). Yet it was during that time frame that my grandfather had cancer, and Mom and Dad felt we couldn't spend the night there. As an adult, that makes sense, but as a child, I could not understand. I was good; my cousins were good; why on earth couldn't we all stay as we had done in the past? For three days my parents ...

There must be some conspiracy between the flush handle on the toilet (or the drain in the bathtub) and the path between the boy's bedroom and the laundry room. HOW can six pairs of socks disappear in 2.5 days? What are they doing with them, eating them? HOW can one of my munchkins be here for 2.5 days, and never open the bag of clean underwear in her drawer? HOW can they not comprehend flushing the toilet when I can smell it all the way out in the hallway? Hasn't it clicked that the odor from their bathroom is either A) the unflushed toilet or B) their brown, dirty bathwater? Some days, like yesterday, I smile at how far they've come in the last 3-4 years. On days like today it seems like they're still 7 and 8. Updates: Aleh is still running a fever, but is doing much better than last night and this morning. We did go to Rex to see a dr this morning. Geese eggs #6,7 have hatched. (#7 is the one I pulled out of Lucy's mouth!) Lucy has chewed off anothe...

When my cousin was at Paris Island going through Marine Boot Camp, they had a week where they were allotted very little, if any, sleep. I think the theory was that their minds needed to be trained to withstand anything. Once you know you can do it, it's not such an insurmountable task. One of the many methods of torture used in POW camps is sleep deprivation. I don't know what the actual number is, but if a person is deprived of sleep for a certain period of time, they will eventually start hallucinating. Lack of sleep can also contribute to a dramatic decline in a person's health, eventually causing them to die. Before Bobby and I got married, one of the things that concerned me was that I am an extremely heavy sleeper and he sometimes needs something during the night. The first three months we were married, the slightest noise made me wake up. I guess my mind was on alert status. Then one morning, he kept watching me, and asked me if I remembered him waking me u...

Nastia , Anna, Tonya, and Sosha coming down the terminal. Mikalai and Aleh pose with "Mr. John" Their plane arrived before three (it was supposed to land at 3:30), so we only had to wait about forty minutes for them to clear customs. The kids were glad to see me and wanted to come "home." They weren't thrilled to stop and eat, though they ate almost everything they got, declared it good (which won't be the case tomorrow, I'm sure), then wanted to know if they could ride their bicycles to grandmother's when they got home, play the xbox , and eat ice cream before bedtime. They weren't thrilled to be told it would be dark when we got home, but I think they were very happy that Bobby was at the church waiting for us and not waiting at home. It's 11pm, and they're supposedly in the bed. The boys have already checked out all their new stuff, emptied toy bins looking for their favorite toys, deleted some they didn't want ( Aleh dis...

tonya's room cleaned bathrooms stocked with soap, washcloths, towels, and laundry baskets boy's room cleaned and organized hallway vacuumed bills paid (with stamps on them!) russian bible verse posters laminated and up in rooms still to do: (in the morning) finish the kitchen balance the checkbook our bedroom groceries I think I'm actually going to be in the bed before midnight! WHO HOO !

This weekend I have received so many blessings that I feel humbled. Friday afternoon I went to Joann's in Raleigh to look for some sewing supplies for Tonya. (One of those things I have to do before the "hands-on, touch everything, whiny 'Me no shop. Home, Momma, home" boys arrive. When I went to check out, the lady in front of me turned around and asked,"Do you have any regular-priced items?" I was surprised, but not nodded yes. She handed me a coupon for 40% of a regular-priced item. It was expiring that day, and everything she was getting was already on sale. I was so excited! I had reserved Sat afternoon to get things done around the house, but we ended up going to a funeral. I did manage to get some things done last night, but when we got to church today, I was reminded that we didn't have church tonight! I felt like God had handed me back all those hours I lost yesterday! I'm starting to feel as if just maybe I might have the most import...

Lucy isn't too happy about this strange, chirping thing that gets to go outside the fence line. And the brooder box's empty cord hole makes a perfect peep hole to stare in at the strange critter, which she and Linus do on a frequent basis. And a similar but separate note, eggs #1 and 3 have way surpassed the hatching stage and will be thrown out of the incubator tomorrow. Egg #5 has now stopped its rotation schedule and has begun its countdown to hatching days. No peeping sounds, yet. Eggs #6,7, and 8 still have another week of rotating. And such is another day in the life with geese, a gosling, and dogs.

for those who want to know

I am blogging when I should be cleaning. I organize piles when I should be eliminating them. I start another project when I should be finishing one. There are 6 very full days before my Belarussian munchkins come, and I am SO not ready.

One of my many favorite childhood memories is all (or most) of my cousins spending the night at my grandparent's house. Rea-Rea (my grandmother) would give us one of her quart-sized canning jars, poke holes in the top of the lid with a knife, and we would head outside to capture the tiny bugs that had lightning in their bottoms. Who needed a nightlight when you had such majestic creatures? Of course, the boys always got to keep in THEIR room because they were the ones who handled the lid (you know, us silly girls -okay, me - would be in too big of a hurry to get the bug in properly and accidentally smush it) AND those lightning bugs could somehow shrink themselves and crawl out the holes during the night. Of course the bugs were always dead the next morning, and we had to start again the next night. The one time we girls convinced them that we COULD keep the bugs in our room, and also manage it so they didn't get out AND would stay alive, they all died. I lost quite a bi...

When Al Gore and George Bush ran for President, media commentators compared and commented on their clothing choices...how more relaxed they were wearing polo shirts and casual pants instead of the traditional dress shirt and tie. They even discussed the fact that Gore sometimes deviated from wearing red, white, or blue polo shirts. Fast-forward four years: Kerry vs. Bush. Media commentators compared not only the dress styles of Kerry & Bush (Kerry wore casual dress shirts with the sleeves rolled up), but also of their wives and daughters (the daughters all posed in designer magazines). So now we come to 2008, where Hilary Rodham Clinton has finally wrapped up her campaign, and one of the things her supporters keep complaining about is the sexist media and how they wanted to focus on Hil's clothes. ?!? Um, where were these people for the last 8+years? I did find it interesting that Hilary was always dressed to the hilt while campaigning...especially considering the fact ...

I love summer showers. The thunder roars, the steam rises from the ground, the temp cools slightly, and when it's all over, the world looks like it has had its bath. I just find summer rain refreshing. Even with the 100 temp weather we've had this week, this morning I felt like I walked through a summer shower. The school where our church meets on Sunday morning had air conditioner problems, so we had a last minute Sat change and switched to another location. So one, I was thankful we found out early enough to move to a cooler place (instead of having the air go out during 8:30am choir practice!), and two, it was a smaller location. The ceiling was lower, everyone was closer together, and the music was absolutely thrilling. I've always enjoyed how people at CBC sing out, but being in a smaller setting that had better acoustics made it sound 10 times louder and much more joyous and heartfelt. Then the sermon, challenging us to think about God's attributes as we pray, was...

When I planted my garden this year, I anticipated certain battles: weeds, drought, weeds, bugs, weeds, but now I'm encountering an unexpected enemy: ants. I have never seen so many small ant mounds everywhere. I grew up in mid-northern Alabama, and we had huge fire ant mounds. But never, not even in my previous nine years here, have I seen so many small ant beds. It seems as if every step you take you see at least one small mound. Tonight I thinned out the pea row, and almost every other plant had a small ant mound around it. GRrrr ! I'm not sure which is worse...ants, or those fat, yucky worms you find in corn.

I must be a dot-to-dot kind of gal. Now that I look back on my favorite books throughout my life, they've all been a series: Bobbsey Twins, Chronicles of Narnia, Trixie Beldon , Hardy Boys (I always checked out Nancy Drew at school since girls weren't supposed to read boy books, but I thought she was prissy. At the public library I always got the Hardy Boys.) Sugar Creek Gang, Janette Oke , Jan Karon, Lori Wick, Harry Potter, Beverly Lewis, and now my interest is piqued by the Spiderwick Chronicles. Has anyone read this series? Since the movie came out, the library has a very long waiting list, and I just can't bring myself to pay $10 for a little bitty book that I might not like. I did read one of the Leminy Snicket books, but I didn't like it all. It's too Grimm and Poe-like for me. There are some authors whom I've really enjoyed and wouldn't mind reading more from them, but I usually hesitate to read something by an author I've never heard of ...

Today was supposed to be a good work day. As soon as I left work, I planned to come home and get a lot of work done. But there was one little glitch. I got so busy at work, I forgot to look at the clock! I ended up working an hour over, so by the time I got home it was crunch time as usual.... HOWEVER...my kitchen table is ALMOST cleaned off. Who knows? I just might get the house cleaned up in the 13 days before my three Belarussian messies come after all!

I know that every day that God has created is good, but then has been a very good day . Our first gosling for 2008 (pictured above) has survivd its first night and day and seems to be doing well. The low-oxalate diet that Bobby has faithfully followed for the last year +, is NOW OFFICIALLY OVER!!!! I love good reports from the doctor. We'll return to Duke in 4 months for an evaluation. And even better, we stopped to see little Lauren. (For those not familiar, with CBC, she's a beautiful young child in our church with spina bifida .) She is such a hoot! The doctor was in the room when we arrived; and he told us to come on in as he was finishing up. When Lauren heard him say something about sitting up a little more and she might go home that night, she wanted her wheelchair! She even talked to Bobby today (a first) and was quite thrilled about showing off her presents and going home. I hope that whatever I face in life, I will always handle it with the spunk and enthusias...