I did a double take the first time I met Ryan's Aunt Dot, because she resembled and reminded me so much of my Grandmama Alice. Those two sweethearts were wonderful Christian examples while on earth and are now both in Heaven. Knowing my grandmother, she is probably sweeping dust off of those gold streets...
God bless you, Aunt Dot, until we meet again. We love you!
2 Corinthians 4:16-18 Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
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This work week has been stressful. Fortunately, there have been a lot of great TV shows to look forward to and get me through it, including but not limited to:
Or, I could finally clean out the trunk of my car which Ryan has been asking me to do for a while now....
Fun fact: did you know that a messy car can actually save the day? How, you ask? Take this hypothetical situation for example: let's say you were going slightly over the speed limit (9 miles to be exact) and an officer pulled you. After profusely apologizing you proceed to inform him that your registration and other imperative documents are in the back of your car. You open the back of said car to reveal a pile of Monopoly games, random shoes, First Baptist bulletins, packages of candy, a multitude of papers, DVDs, etc....when the officer smiles and says, "You know what? Let's just forget it. Slow down and have a nice day." See??
Now where did that lightning strike come from?
This week has been bizarre in several ways, one of which was Monday morning...
I woke up in a stupor and heard the shower running. After rubbing my eyes several times I looked at the clock: 4:45. 4:45?!? What was Ryan doing in the shower at such an ungodly time?? I was so confused, and my mind began wandering. Was he A) waking up early to surprise me with donuts from Krispy Kreme? Ha. Not likely. B) going to work early for a meeting...nah. He would have mentioned that. Then it hit me. NO WAY was he playing a late April Fool's joke and changed my clock so that I would be late for work.
I thought, "That dirty little rascal..." That's when I got up to check all of the clocks upstairs- my phone said 4:45, so did the television, so did the cable box...wait a minute. Ryan's clock is the wrong one. How could that be?
I barged into the bathroom to find a soap-covered abominable snowman in the shower.
"Ryan?" I yelled out amidst the steam, "I'm very confused."
This didn't really register with Ryan, because I'm frequently in a state of bewilderment. He finally asked why, and I explained to him that there was a slight discrepancy between all of the other clocks in the house and his- by a whole hour. In that instant I came to a realization- he was going to think I was playing a joke on him. I promised him that wasn't the case.
After much more confusion he solved the mystery. Years ago I kept giving him a hard time about his desk clock. It was so old that you couldn't make out half of the numbers. 7:00 looked like 1:00, and it was just nonsense. I couldn't for the life of me figure out why he hadn't replaced it, but then again he is a male Moody...spending money is like getting a root canal; you only do it if it's absolutely necessary.
Long story short: I bought him a "smart clock" that sets itself as soon as you plug it in. It also automatically falls back and springs forward for time changes. When the time changed a couple of weeks ago Ryan corrected it manually, but the clock somehow went back an hour again on Sunday night. As if Mondays aren't dreaded enough, this definitely wasn't a good start and ended up throwing off our entire day. Don't you just hate technology sometimes??
Last night I did something unheard of in the Katharine world....I made macaroni and cheese for dinner. I hate pasta, but there was definitely an ulterior motive here. I figure if I cook a meal that I hate, I won't be tempted to eat it.
One of my fears as a child was going to a friend's house for dinner and hearing the words, "We're having spaghetti for supper." I immediately hoped that: 1) they had a dog that I could feed under the table 2) they'd have really large napkins that could hide lots of noodles, or 3) there would at least be enough sauce for me to eat so that I wouldn't go to bed hungry.
Seriously, I wouldn't eat pasta if I was stuck in a tree during the Hunger Games...
Plus, not liking noodles means that I can eat plenty more CANDY! Speaking of that- many days after school at DCS Meagan's mom would take us to Tiger Mart (R.I.P. Baskin Robbins) to get snacks. I would almost always get one of these suckers.
When Jay returned home from studying in Scotland three years ago I threw a surprise party in his honor. I also purchased many sweets for the occasion, including a FIVE POUND bag of tropical smarties. If you've never had these, then you better pick up the phone and order some right away, because they are SO FANTASTIC! No, I'm not being paid for this.
Here I am at two years old eating one of my first chocolate cakes...
Yep, I'm a mess- both figuratively and literally.
I am definitely looking forward to this weekend: there will be lots of Easter excitement, along with the opportunity to catch up with some great friends. Not to mention that I can finally bring out my white pants and shoes...
I am humbled every time I think of what Jesus did on the cross. One of the ways to show your thanks and gratitude is by making church a priority. Many people say they believe in God but don't feel the need to be in church on Sunday. It's almost like saying, "Well I believe in marriage, but I'm not going to attend my wedding..." If you had a best friend with whom you rarely communicated or showed your support it would take its toll on your friendship, or in this case, your relationship with Jesus, if you have one.
The price has been paid for you to spend an eternity in Heaven. All you have to do is accept it. If you're unsure how, ask someone, or send me a message. I'd say I'm a pretty friendly and open person, and that's putting it mildly!
1 Peter 1:3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead...
I hope you and your friends, family, and loved ones have a HAPPY EASTER WEEKEND!!!
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