A little about a lot

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Check it out


So, it might just be my mood today. But this guy's voice brings tears to my eyes.

(Jackie - it's a feeling like Jaspers, only spiritual - Spiritual Jaspers!)

Thursday, January 18, 2007

It is true

Matthew 11:28-30
Jesus said:
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

25 in 25

Things I've learned in 25 years of female-ness

In no particular order:

1. It is impossible to put on a turtle neck when your hair is in a pony tail and not screw up your hair.

2. Rings hate salty foods.

3. When you're going for sexy, lean toward covering rather than uncovering.

4. Hair is usually easier to keep and cuter when it's short. But, it feels better to have long hair.

5. Cell phones in big purses (or medium-sized ones that are really full) should be kept on "beep" or "vibrate." Otherwise it will just ring and ring and ring as you scramble furiously to find it.

6. Always buy panty hose that are a few sizes too big. They are basically spandex, so they aren't going to be baggy, but you won't get that panty hose roll thing at the top this way.

7. If your earrings are going to dangle, make sure they dangle simpley. Dangle + complex design = crazy woman with huge earrings.

8. Cocoa butter is from God. Use as much of it as you want.

9. Red goes with everything. (see picture of Reece. Notice shoes.)

10. When using hot rollers, the longer you leave them in and the more random the pattern of rolling the better the curl.

11. There are three locations in which you should always have a tube of chapstick: bed-side table, purse, and work.

12. Pearls go best with blue jeans.

13. Properly applied mascara makes everything look better.

14. At some point, you have to admit to yourself that not everything that is fashionable will look fashionable on you.

15. Embrace the high-heel-induced strut. It's our version of the power tie.

16. People's respect for you will be in direct correlation to your posture.

17. When going to the gym, consider how much you're going to sweat before you pick the color of shorts you'll wear.

18. It's never a bad idea to flash a genuine smile.

19. Men are important, but relationships with other women will be like lotion on dry skin.

20. It is sometimes in your best interest NOT to deprive yourself of chocolate.

21. NEVER try to do a "hair toss" while walking on ice.

22. Be gentle but strong with your words.

23. Beware cheap makeup/haircare products/toilet paper.

24. It's almost never a good idea to paint your fingernails blue or green or purple.

25. Keep Proverbs 31:30 close to your heart.
"Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised."

Monday, January 15, 2007

O Brother Where Art Thou

The facts:
1. Besides the random postings on this blog (exhibit A) I've not heard from brother for at least a month. (OK, maybe a week and a half.)
2. No "it's windy" phone calls in that time period either.
3. One e-mail to brother that was not replied to
4. At least TWO un-replied-to voicemails.
5. Apparently, one trip on brother's part to California that I know of only because the information filtered through The Head Keeper-Tracker of the Family. (aka "dad") This is significant becuase his failure to blog about it/rub in the fact that he got to play in California while I'm freezing my tail off in Kansas shows that there is something seriously wrong here.

Possible conclusions:
1. It is no longer windy in the "windy city."
2. Brother has had a small meltdown, chucked his blackberry, jumped ship and is now living in a cave with no cell phone reception. Probably with Zeb because SIL is too smart to give up a condo for a cave.
3. Brother is dead. I really hope it isn't this one. (You are going to be in SO MUCH TROUBLE if you died and didn't tell me.)
4. Brother has not left his office for the past 10 days, has forgotten he has a sister, but really likes reading this blog for some reason. This is going to make it very awkward when I show up in February.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

bears repeating

I come into this place, burning to receive your peace. I come with my own chains from wars I've fought for my own selfish gain. You're my God and my Father. I've accepted your Son. But my soul feels so empty now -- what have I become? Lord, come with your fire; burn my desires; refine me. Lord, my will has deceived me. Please come and free me; refine me. My heart can't see when I only look at me. My soul can't hear when I only think of my own fears. They are gone in a moment. You're forever the same. Why did I look away from You? How can I speak Your name? Lord, come with Your fire; burn my desires; refine me. Lord, my will has deceived me. Please come and free me -- come rescue this child. For I long to be reconciled to You. It's all I can do to give my heart and soul to You. And pray, and pray, oh I will pray. Lord, come with Your fire; burn my desires; refine me. Lord, my will has deceived me. Please come and free me -- come rescue this child. For I long to be reconciled to You. Refine me.

-Jennifer Knapp

Monday, January 08, 2007


After recently flipping through brother's baby book (completely filled out with attachments) and mine (includes mostly half-completed or completely blank pages) I learned some very interesting things.

1. A sock monkey was listed as one of his "favorite things." This explains the helper monkey, that I believe is now somewhere in Vegas or Mexico...

2. Immediately after brother was born, Dad pulled the doctor out of mom's earshot and asked what in the heck was wrong with his son and WHY was he that color? (He had jaundice, poor sickly thing.) Right after I was born, Dad said "she's beautiful."

3. Apparently, brother was already showing his genius tendencies at age 4, when he began helping mom put away groceries. At that age (mom actually recorded this in your baby book) he already knew which shelf all the canned goods went on. Soups went on the top shelf, baby food went on the second shelf and "oysters" went on the third shelf. He called anything he didn't know the name of "oysters."

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

My take on 2006

I love year in review stories. They are fantastic.

Here's how I saw this year's major events:

An explosion at Sago Mine in West Virginia claims the lives of 12 miners.
Through a miscommunication, the media was first told that all the miners are found alive, and the paper I work for printed a version with the headline "Alive!" before hearing hours later that all but one of the miners perished. This was the first time in a long time our editor has said "Stop the presses."

A Danish newspaper prints carictures of the Prophet Muhammad and protesters across the Muslim world go crazy. A college newspaper in Wisconsin prints nt the carictures that have been called “the impetus of riots that have caused numerous deaths”. This raises questions in my mind of what the right decision is ... do you print something that everyone is talking about - therefore obviously news - even though you know it is offensive to a certain group? I probably wouldn't have, but it's an interesting question.

I make it a goal to always be reading something during the coming year. I set out a list of books I want to read and ask for suggestions. I meet the goal of always having a book going, but don't even make a dent in the books on the list.

Vice President Dick Cheney accidentally shoots and wounds a fellow hunter in Texas. Then, the hunter has a heart attack. This all gets days and days of attention. All I can think is "For heaven's sake, this is not news." Brother reports that the guy who got shot was standing in the wrong spot or something. Obviously.

The McClatchy Co. agrees to buy Knight-Ridder. Everyone who knows I work for a KR paper e-mailing to ask if this will affect my job. My answer: "they don't know I work here in the first place, so no."

Hundreds of thousands march in U.S. cities to protest federal legislation to make illegal immigration a felony. My favorite picture from these protests shows a Hispanic man holding a sign that says something about "Who will make your burritos?"

I lose my Nanaw Power. I find peace in my certainty that she is with her Savior, but miss her terribly.

Wyandotte County opens The Legends, its first major shopping center in more than three decades. I've been there once.

Pit bulls attack three men in Independence, touching off an areawide wave of legislation to strengthen animal ordinances. Also touching off about six-months worth of stories that MUST BE DONE every time the word "pit bull" is uttered.

I join my first-ever softball team and sprain my ankle during the first game. It's the worst sprain of my 24 years. The ankle finally quits hurting in about ... November.

I go to Florida for a week with mom. I watch a kajillion episodes of Golden Girls and get the best and darkest tan ever. It is the best vacation - hands down.

Amid record earnings reported by oil companies, local gasoline prices $3 a gallon. I live on PB&J and turn my AC off in order to be able to afford driving to work every day. OK, not really, but this does make me diligent about filing out mileage reports.

British police thwart plot to blow up U.S.-bound jetliners using liquid explosives concealed in sports drink bottles; U.S. bans liquids and gels from carry-on bags. I sit in frustration at this reminder that terrorism in the United States will likely be present for the rest of my life.

I give my first-ever testimony at church.

I go to Minneapolis to visit Sarah, meet her funny friends, go to a play and drive home in a huge rainstorm.

My hate for election season begins.

"Crocodile Hunter" Steve Irwin dies after a stingray’s barb pierces his chest while he is diving in the Great Barrier Reef. I cry for his family and am encouraged by the way people respond to the legacy he left behind.

Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez calls Bush "the devil" at least eight times in a speech to the United Nations. The way both Democrats and Republicans respond to these comments strengthens my confidence in political figures.

I turn 25!

A milk truck driver kills five Amish girls and shoots five others before committing suicide. This, along with a killing of a 16-year-old girl at a Colorado school the week before makes me cry out for protection of my gender.

The St. Louis Cardinals win the World Series in five games over the Detroit Tigers. I'm overjoyed for a friend who shucked all work responsibility, drove to the final game without a ticket, managed to get in and watched his beloved Cards win.

My hate for election season ends

Democrats win control of the House and Senate, riding a wave of anger over the Iraq war and scandals. Nancy is the first female speaker, the media has a hayday with a Democrat senator's sudden illness and I mostly want to shake my head at how this is at once so important and so unimportant.

It's 70 degrees on Thanksgiving.

Benjamin Appleby is convicted in the June 2002 murder of 19-year-old Ali Kemp of Leawood. I am relieved for her family and saddened by senseless killing of yet another young woman.

Gerald Ford, the oldest ex-president, dies at 93. I wish people always showed this much respect for the position of the president - whether or not they agreed with the man who currently filled it.

I go home for a week at Christmas. It is the best week ever. EVER.

Tuesday, January 02, 2007


It's a good thing I never saw sanity as something to be grasped:

These are the women in my family. They are all crazy...

and beautiful.

I'd like to believe that I'm well on my way to being just like them.


During the 10 days I had off, I ...

Watched two episodes of Golden Girls (only two!)

Spent four hours with three of my best friends

Ate chocolate every single day

Wrapped a bazillion presents

Celebrated Christ's birth

Woke up with the sun

Saw that a diamond really is a girl's best friend (just ask SIL)

Started and finished two books

Made three trips to Manhattan

Heard the Christmas story three times

Slept until noon ... once

Broke the VCR player

Walked through the pasture with the dogs

Ate breakfast with dad

Watched mom buy a hedgehog named Lily.

Almost got stuck on a mud road

Helped clean out a basement

Decorated cookies

Looked through my baby book (I was adorable)

Visited old friends

Spent New Years with Boxer, a Weimaraner and a Chihuahua. They know how to party.

Cried when I left