Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
I believe that everyone agrees (except my mom who thinks the saddest day of the year is when she has to take down all her Christmas decorations.. I'd say that is a close second in my book)
I sigh as I think about all my warm summer days disappearing. It is just plain sad how cold it gets up here (unless you talk to heather who has no AC). It's pretty cold in the mornings and evenings right now and warm enough during the day to be comfortable in pants. sigh.. if only it'd stay warmer a little bit longer, then i'd be very pleased.
My favorite day of this summer, was a simple one yet wonderful :) I had worked in the morning and when I came home wood and I went on a bun... he rides his bike while I run. Afterwards we got in the pool for a cool off and he taught me the proper way to shoot a basketball... apparently I have no technique at all... or is my lack of technique my technique?? Following basketball we grabbed some lunch at McDonalds (ya.. we really aren't healthy) and then just hung out at home
Good news: Fall is on it's way. I love how the colors change and all of my favorite holidays: Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and the premier of HARRY POTTER .. decorations are a must for ALL events :)
Friday, August 20, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Major Bummer to both realizations
So I get up and I still have nasty breath from the late dinner last night which consisted of some onions... YUCK (don't worry I DID brush my teeth last night). Get ready for work - gurggle some serious mouth wash and head out.
At work: I currently sound like a frog cuz my throat is feeling funny, I've got like head cold feeling in my head and it's pretty chilly in the office.. so I put a blanket over the AC unit, that helped.
The assignment at work today: answer phone calls of old ladys with great ideas for us to film in Washington, page people over the intercom (not my favorite), be surrounded by boxes and boxes, and put stickers on candy bars.. normally one would think then that my desk would smell of delicious chocolate (o that sounds heavenly) but no.. the stickers smell like, uh vinegar?? maybe either way they stink, my hands stink, my desk stinks....
So cheers to a Tuesday that's worse than a Monday, talk about Tuesday blues
Monday, August 2, 2010
Many years ago I heard the story of the son of King Louis XVI of France. King Louis had been taken from his throne and imprisoned. His young son, the prince, was taken by those who dethroned the king. They thought that inasmuch as the king’s son was heir to the throne, if they could destroy him morally, he would never realize the great and grand destiny that life had bestowed upon him.
They took him to a community far away, and there they exposed the lad to every filthy and vile thing that life could offer. They exposed him to foods the richness of which would quickly make him a slave to appetite. They used vile language around him constantly. They exposed him to lewd and lusting women. They exposed him to dishonor and distrust. He was surrounded 24 hours a day by everything that could drag the soul of a man as low as one could slip. For over six months he had this treatment—but not once did the young lad buckle under pressure. Finally, after intensive temptation, they questioned him. Why had he not submitted himself to these things—why had he not partaken? These things would provide pleasure, satisfy his lusts, and were desirable; they were all his. The boy said, “I cannot do what you ask for I was born to be a king.”I really love this story because all of us are princes and princesses of a King, our Heavenly King. All of us are also constantly introduced to and surrounded with the vile things of the world. But like this prince we too can resist for we are all born to be Kings and Queens. So to all: lift your head up and reply to the world, "I cannot do what you ask for I was bron to be a king!!!"