Something to blog about

I've done some blogging on all my other blogs today. That leaves this one. What to blog about though? I think I like the blogs that have different topics that you can assign to each entry. That way one wouldn't need to have several blogs with different subjects. Just one blog with everything on it. Perhaps that is what should happen to my collective blogs?

It's something to think about, for sure.

Wires

I'm sitting on the couch and am covered in wires. They are all coming out of my laptop, which is keeping my lap warm as I type. There is the power cord, of course, but also a web camera and my palm pilot. It makes getting up a bit of a challenge, to say the least. It's a good excuse to issue edicts without ever getting up.

Unfortunately, I need to go to the loo. Don't think I can send someone else to do that for me. Too bad!

Laughing Out Loud

On Mike Cope's Blog he quotes a billboard he saw while in Utah recently. It is an ad for a dating service for Mormons, and goes like this:

"Meet LDS singles. Hotsaints.com. Chase and be chaste."

The word play makes me smile!

Rats!

We added two white rats to our family recently. I really don't know what type they'd technically be, but one is beige-ish, the other white with a beige stripe part way down her back. They're both females. One is for my daughter and one for my son.

As of yesterday, the rats have been here with us for a week. We had success getting the rats out of the cage on our first attempt (yesterday). This was thanks mostly to my husband who seemed to naturally know how to get them used to him and convince them to climb on him. It took quite a while to pull it off, but was worth the effort. It's fun to have them crawl all over you.

Today we found a stick from the garden for them to crawl on and got it wedged into their cage. They haven't ventured out to try it yet though.

A Little Poem Regarding Computer Spell Checkers

Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.

Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.

As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the error rite
Its rare lea ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it

I am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.

Another thing I copied but neglected to note the source. I need to work on that!

Drudgery

Sorting through my mailbox today I found this quote. I had mailed it to myself so I would have a copy of it. I don't know where I got it from, so I can't credit the author. (Sorry, whoever you are.)

"Drudgery is one of the finest tests to determine the genuineness of our character. Drudgery is work that is far removed from anything we think of as ideal work. It is the utterly hard, menial, tiresome, and dirty work. And when we experience it, our spirituality is instantly tested and we will know whether or not we are spiritually genuine."

When we are children we hate drudgery. As we grow old we realize that we can find God in routine, the mundane, the toil of life and not somehow outside of it as if we could leave our bodies to meet him in nirvana. No, the beauty of God's creation is that we meet him here where we are, in our longings, in our suffering, in our drudgery.

Chambers says, "If we will arise and shine (as moms and dads say in the mornings!), drudgery will be divinely transformed.

May your drudgery be transformed today. Rise from the dead and Christ will shine on you! (Ephesians 5:14).

I need to have a reminder of this line of thought tattooed on my forehead.

Exhausted Week Theme

Well, the day of the week theme seems to have run it's course. :-)

I'm looking at my computer screen (duh). I mean at the screen, not at the things on the screen. For some reason my screen is a mess. It looks like the window of a mini-van that is next to a two year olds' car seat. Makes me wonder. Guess I'd better look for some windex or something.

Ah, Friday

Sounds of joy! It's almost the weekend! Why all the happiness? Because on the weekend, when nothing gets done, it doesn't matter. Guilt free lazing. Hours of leisure, passed at whatever activity grabs my attention. Pizza on Saturday night. Dinner in 30 minutes with a minimal effort. Dial. Order. Wait. Pour a beer. Add lemonade. Drink shandy. Be a little bit buzzy by the time the pizza arrives. Scarf whilst watching the telly.

After a good church service on Sunday, followed by some fellowship, more relaxing. Doing family things. Getting whipped at Monopoly. Laughing.

Ah. The weekend.

Money, money, money...

Out for a couple of hours today, back home with bags and bags of groceries, all for the low low price of £200! Pretty amazing. That's not even a weeks worth of food. But, in all fairness we were out of some staple items like laundry soap, loo rolls, cleaners, flour, sunflower seeds, some nuts and so on. Things I don't buy every week. Take all those things out and I think I bought mostly milk, yogurt, juice, cereal, veg, bread, and meat.

It really is an awesome blessing to be able to go to the shop and roll out a trolley full of groceries an hour later. I'm so thankful not to live in a time of rationing. I'm also thankful not to live in an era where having something to eat meant keeping a garden and animals. I'm sure I would have done what I needed to do, but the joy of being able to ring up for pizza delivery when I'm tired out is one I'd hate to have missed.

Movie - Finding Neverland

When one of the kids suggested this movie, I really didn't know much about it. I had not seen a preview and if I had read about it some time in the past it had gone completely from my mind. If you haven't heard about it either, it is a story about the author of Peter Pan, J M Barrie. Truth be told, the kids wanted to go because of Johnny Depp.

I was glad we went though. Very good movie. You'll get to laugh some and cry some.

Tuesday = Monday in another wrapper?

My Tuesday is going to be another Monday if I don't get my tush out of bed. It's not a good thing to keep the computer by the bed. Being able to roll over and grab access to the internet is not a very effective way to get the day moving forward. Who needs food? Peeing is obviously optional (it'll reabsorb eventually, right?). Orders can be shouted to the rest of the house from here. Must put the computer back downstairs.

Why are Mondays so hard?

I wonder if it's all in our heads? Does Monday really have to be such a difficult day? Or does it have a well deserved reputation for being a bummer of a day? I sure do have a hard time getting in gear on Mondays. And, today is certainly no exception. It's past noon and I'm not showered or dressed. No one around here is getting anything done this morning beyond serious procrastination. I feel at loose ends, unequal to the task of actually moving forward. I'd settle for standing still instead of this sliding backwards.

Googling

Ever searched for your name on Google? A very interesting exercise. Especially if you are basically a nobody like me. Of 417 results for my first and last name, only about four had anything to do with me. One was a genealogy page, two from a web forum, one a record of the registration of our marriage license.

However, several of the results were for other family members. My husband turned up a couple of times, my son, aunts and uncles and cousins. (all with the same last name.)

Computing

Today I've spent all day in bed with my computer in my lap. I've blogged some, browsed the web and shopped for books. I've worked on cleaning out my hard drive some and just generally killed time.

I'm constantly amazed at how much time I can pass sitting in front of the computer. I'm not so amazed at how sore my bum is right now. Youch.

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Audible.com Online Store | CafePress

While I was browsing Audible.com I ran across their new "Audible Gear" section. They've got t-shirts (for you or your dog), mugs, totes and bags, hats, magnets, lunch boxes, aprons, and sweatshirts. All bearing some sort of Audible logo or quote. And, at almost $17 for a tote bag, they aren't inexpensive.

So, I'm wondering what it is that draws me (or people in general) to buy things with logos on them. My Dad has always said that he is not going to pay to advertise for someone. They should be paying *him* to wear clothing with their logo on it. I think he is right, yet in many ways it seems like a way that people express who they are these days. Look! I'm literary. I listen to audible books. Or: Look! I'm cool. I like Guinness beer. (Or: Look! I'm strange. I don't even like Guinness and I'm wearing their t-shirt!)

Well, whatever the reason, I'm certainly drawn to these types of products. I'll have to do a survey some time and see how many product related shirts, hats and so on I see while I am out sometime. In the mean time, back to browsing the audible page....