I went to see the MJ movie again, this time I took the kids. I was delighted when I looked over and saw Oldest and Sissy g. bouncing in their seats. (Don't tell Oldest I told you that, though.)
This time I was intrigued by the dancers and the people who got a once in a lifetime opportunity to tour with the King of Pop. How sad that they didn't get to see the entire dream realized. I particularly enjoyed the talent of his back-up singer with all the hair, Judith Hill. I found this tribute she wrote and recorded for MJ after his passing. I think it is beautiful.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Exposed!
Dear Oldest,
When my bedroom door is closed you can't just walk in. Especially during the "getting ready" hours.
I know you stayed home sick today... I hope it wasn't because of me.
I'm sorry for your eyes.
Love you,
Mom
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Is Heaven Good Enough for You...
While walking past the Gift Shop at my workplace today, I stopped to sample the free fudge (sorry OprahSisterWife, I cheated) and I ran smack dab into one of my Mom's best friends. We hugged each other long and tight.
It's been 20 years and we still miss her.
This friend filled me in on her life and the lives of her children. Of course I couldn't help thinking about what Mom's missing out on. And then I thought about that timing thing...something about the blink of an eye?
I'll be honest, though, no matter your age...when you need your Mom? You need your Mom. It has been wayyyyy longer than a blink to me.
I think it is time for a roadtrip to see Seester. She helps fill that void. I'ma get workin' on that.
It's been 20 years and we still miss her.
This friend filled me in on her life and the lives of her children. Of course I couldn't help thinking about what Mom's missing out on. And then I thought about that timing thing...something about the blink of an eye?
I'll be honest, though, no matter your age...when you need your Mom? You need your Mom. It has been wayyyyy longer than a blink to me.
I think it is time for a roadtrip to see Seester. She helps fill that void. I'ma get workin' on that.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
ELL- OH- ELL
**(I'm taking a short break from my good example and kinder words)
This is seriously so funny...My faves are at :22, :47, 2:13, and 3:00.
Who doesn't wish they could just laugh they ho' a-- off? Huh?
This is seriously so funny...My faves are at :22, :47, 2:13, and 3:00.
Who doesn't wish they could just laugh they ho' a-- off? Huh?
Sunday, November 08, 2009
This New Commandment
After convincing the boys that we were definitely going to church this morning, we all got ready and pulled into the parking lot only a few minutes late.
As we were walking in the boys each took turns trying to convince me to cut our meeting attendance short for the day:
M: "How about we leave right after YM?"
Me: "No."
Oldest: "How about right after Sunday School?"
Me: "No."
M: "Are you in the library today?"
Me: "No, not this week."
M: "Well, then...whyyyyy did we have to come?"
Me: "Because. Going to church gets you into heaven."
There was a little more bargaining as we were walking into the building.
Defeated, Oldest said:
"Church is just another opportunity to talk about Jesus with people I don't like."
My first reaction was to laugh, and I did. I told him he was hilarious.
But then, after I thought about it...it made me sad.
Sad because I think I've failed him/them in one more thing.
I haven't taught them enough about one of the most basic principles of our gospel. A principle that I thought was one of my stronger points.
The principle of Love Thy Neighbor. And, further... the simple (maybe not always so simple) act of being Christlike.
I totally get the not loving going to church. Let's be honest...it's kinda boring. Especially to a teenager. I get that we're not going to be best friends with everyone we worship with. Can you imagine? (actually, I think that would be kinda cool...I just can't really see it happening)
But to NOT LIKE the people you worship with...ugh. That part stings.
I know how this happened.
I'm hoping to fix it.
I know it starts with me.
I can set a better example.
I can challenge certain perceptions.
I can use kinder words.
I can encourage greater love by showing greater love.
Lord, give me strength.
As we were walking in the boys each took turns trying to convince me to cut our meeting attendance short for the day:
M: "How about we leave right after YM?"
Me: "No."
Oldest: "How about right after Sunday School?"
Me: "No."
M: "Are you in the library today?"
Me: "No, not this week."
M: "Well, then...whyyyyy did we have to come?"
Me: "Because. Going to church gets you into heaven."
There was a little more bargaining as we were walking into the building.
Defeated, Oldest said:
"Church is just another opportunity to talk about Jesus with people I don't like."
My first reaction was to laugh, and I did. I told him he was hilarious.
But then, after I thought about it...it made me sad.
Sad because I think I've failed him/them in one more thing.
I haven't taught them enough about one of the most basic principles of our gospel. A principle that I thought was one of my stronger points.
The principle of Love Thy Neighbor. And, further... the simple (maybe not always so simple) act of being Christlike.
I totally get the not loving going to church. Let's be honest...it's kinda boring. Especially to a teenager. I get that we're not going to be best friends with everyone we worship with. Can you imagine? (actually, I think that would be kinda cool...I just can't really see it happening)
But to NOT LIKE the people you worship with...ugh. That part stings.
I know how this happened.
I'm hoping to fix it.
I know it starts with me.
I can set a better example.
I can challenge certain perceptions.
I can use kinder words.
I can encourage greater love by showing greater love.
Lord, give me strength.
Thursday, November 05, 2009
This is It!
Last week I went with the fabulous Mrs. O to see Michael Jackson's 'This is It!'
I was mesmerized.
I had a hard time sitting still.
It was hard to not sing along. I hear if you went opening night, everybody sang along.
The movie made me think in spite of his weirdness...he was sort of a regular guy.
It made me think--in spite of weirdness...he was an absolute genius in his art. I was in awe of his laser sharp focus and attention to detail.
I loved almost the whole thing. I thought the young female guitarist (Orianthi) was IMPRESSIVE! There was one part where he was channeling Napoleon Dynamite and did the Happy Hands interpretative thing to one of his songs (can't remember which), I laughed at that.
If you saw it, what was your favorite part?
I was mesmerized.
I had a hard time sitting still.
It was hard to not sing along. I hear if you went opening night, everybody sang along.
The movie made me think in spite of his weirdness...he was sort of a regular guy.
It made me think--in spite of weirdness...he was an absolute genius in his art. I was in awe of his laser sharp focus and attention to detail.
I loved almost the whole thing. I thought the young female guitarist (Orianthi) was IMPRESSIVE! There was one part where he was channeling Napoleon Dynamite and did the Happy Hands interpretative thing to one of his songs (can't remember which), I laughed at that.
If you saw it, what was your favorite part?
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Tired
Last night I sat down next to Hoss to watch a little Derek Jeter World Series*. It was just after 7:30 pm, I started to bob my head and Hoss said, "Are you going to sleep?" "Mmhhmm. I'm tired." I mumbled. After a few minutes, I jumped up--whipped off my scrubs--and climbed back in the bed. I yawned, "I'm tired..." and went to sleep.
Hoss said I turned over about 4 times, each time I told him I was tired.
Guess I was.
**Don't you think Jorge Posada looks like Sid the Sloth from Ice Age?
Maybe more with his gear on?
Guess I was.
**Don't you think Jorge Posada looks like Sid the Sloth from Ice Age?
Maybe more with his gear on?
Monday, November 02, 2009
Blue Scrubs
Sissy G. as Izzie Stevens (for Halloween)
I have taken a season or two off from Grey's Anatomy. The writing wasn't all that great and I couldn't handle another minute of Izzie gettin' it on with a ghost. I stopped watching Days of Our Lives when Marlena became satan (the first time she became satan - in the 90s). I can't believe I ever watched that crap... and I did...for YEARS.
I started watching Grey's again this season. So far, I'm a fan again. I miss working out on the unit. SO MUCH.(not that it's just like the show--but I do miss my people, and the intensity and excitement)
This scene had me...laughing! I do this. I laugh at inappropriate times. Not at funerals, but sometimes when it's really inappropriate to do so.
I have taken a season or two off from Grey's Anatomy. The writing wasn't all that great and I couldn't handle another minute of Izzie gettin' it on with a ghost. I stopped watching Days of Our Lives when Marlena became satan (the first time she became satan - in the 90s). I can't believe I ever watched that crap... and I did...for YEARS.
I started watching Grey's again this season. So far, I'm a fan again. I miss working out on the unit. SO MUCH.(not that it's just like the show--but I do miss my people, and the intensity and excitement)
This scene had me...laughing! I do this. I laugh at inappropriate times. Not at funerals, but sometimes when it's really inappropriate to do so.
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Not October
Hey, it's November! (Hi, November!)
Which means it is National Blow Pop Month....or something. (also, it's Kalli's birthday month)
Actually, it's National Blog Posting Month. I've seen several of you mention it and are committing to it. I will be loving that! I can't wait!
As per my usual (my inability to follow the rules precisely), I'ma post whenever I dang well feel like it throughout the month.
I do have a Sister SBS update: It was my turn to be with her in the library today. My 13 year old self was whining in my head: "Whhyyyyy do I have to go to churrrrch??"
Sister SBS informed me (in the midst of about 40 other random topics) that the government purposely handed out the $40 coupons for HDTV upgrade so that they could send subliminal messages through HD broadcasting to our brains. Cool, huh? So, I asked her what sort of mind control/programming the government was involved in. Her voice dropped to a whisper and she said, "I cannot discuss it any further...somebody might be listening."
Suddenly, I had an answer for my 13 year old self: Entertainment disguised as Service.
Which means it is National Blow Pop Month....or something. (also, it's Kalli's birthday month)
Actually, it's National Blog Posting Month. I've seen several of you mention it and are committing to it. I will be loving that! I can't wait!
As per my usual (my inability to follow the rules precisely), I'ma post whenever I dang well feel like it throughout the month.
I do have a Sister SBS update: It was my turn to be with her in the library today. My 13 year old self was whining in my head: "Whhyyyyy do I have to go to churrrrch??"
Sister SBS informed me (in the midst of about 40 other random topics) that the government purposely handed out the $40 coupons for HDTV upgrade so that they could send subliminal messages through HD broadcasting to our brains. Cool, huh? So, I asked her what sort of mind control/programming the government was involved in. Her voice dropped to a whisper and she said, "I cannot discuss it any further...somebody might be listening."
Suddenly, I had an answer for my 13 year old self: Entertainment disguised as Service.
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