Talk about SCARY! Thankfully Nanny was in good spirits when I talked to her, and after staying in the hospital for two days Papa was discharged with some medication to regulate his heart beat. Only he would be whistling Chopin tunes while hooked up to IVs in his hospital bed. He was the most popular guy on the floor and was also told that he is one of the healthiest 82 year olds they've ever seen. Praise the Lord!
I mean really, you’ve just gotta love this guy:
I visited him both days and am SO thankful that he is okay. And get this- his room was BESIDE the room where my Dad was after his triple bypass surgery. That's two immense blessings I have received from the 6th floor of Providence hospital.
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On Sunday afternoon Megan and I went to see Titanic in 3D!!! I was honored to be in attendance for her first ever 3D movie, glasses and all. This movie brought back so many memories. In 7th grade I was OBSESSED with the Titanic. I drew pictures of the boat during class (probably during math, if I had to guess, which I hated) and even talked my Dad into buying me a large coffee table book on the making of the movie during a trip to Books-a-Million.
One cold night in 1997 the Carlsons and Joneses took a trip to Florence to see this beloved movie. It is no surprise to me that my parents had no idea the movie would be three hours long, resulting in me getting little to no sleep the night before some gifted and talented SAT test. The uninformed Carlsons; so typical. Plus, the movie theater was so crowded that we all got separated, and Brittni, Jay, and I had to sit on the very front row.
Anyway, I was enthralled by everything that had to do with this movie and the story behind it.
Fun fact: Did you know that Gwyneth Paltrow was almost cast as Rose? That would definitely have been a change!
Did you know that there are websites with information on almost all of the passengers? You can read all about the people, both commoners and very influential guests, who were aboard. It is absolutely fascinating.
"God Himself couldn't sink this ship," huh?
To this day I am still TOTALLY fascinated by all things Titanic. Last week at my Uncle’s I read the latest National Geographic magazine with all new photos of the wreckage.
And for the record, I personally don’t understand the pressure that was put on the captain to speed up and arrive at the destination early. In all seriousness if I had paid for a cruise I wouldn’t WANT to arrive early and spend less time on the luxurious ship. I paid for x number of nights on the boat, and that’s how many I expect to be there. I know that they wanted to make headlines, but seriously? I think the ship itself was enough of a headline. What a tragedy.
You can also go to youtube and see interviews from the survivors. One lady’s story in particular stood out. She was seven when she boarded the Titanic and said that the worst silence she ever heard was when cries and screams stopped from the people who were drowning and freezing to death in the water. Chilling.
This is just further proof that earthly things don't matter. Hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of valuables were lost at sea that night. When you stand before Jesus one day He won't ask if you were in first, second, or third class. He'll want you to have been a follower of His while on earth. Let this serve as a reminder.
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My latest adventure took place this week........I in my infinite wisdom decided to take a spin class.
I arrived about 15 minutes early, and there was only one other guy in the room. I thought, “Wow! I can’t believe I was lucky enough to get a bike without having to wait in line!” I would soon find out why.
As the minutes passed more brave souls began trickling in, and I got on my bike. My first quandary was the many adjustments I needed to make in order to reach the pedals with proper form; the previous rider must have been 6’5. I was turning and rotating all kinds of knobs and at one point locked the bike wheel completely so that it wouldn’t turn at all. Oops. A kind classmate helped fix this conundrum.
Then there was the seat…
With each excruciating turn of the pedals I kept adjusting from side to side in an immense effort to get comfortable. By far and without a shadow of a doubt, that had to be the worst, most uncomfortable seat EVER.
I tried to think about something that would be MORE comfortable than that awful excuse for a cushion.
A few things came to mind:
During the first two minutes I lost feeling in my legs. Then the instructor proceeded to say, “Alright folks, we’re almost done with the warm-up. Then we’ll really get started.” YOU MEAN WE HAVEN'T "STARTED" YET?!?
I absolutely felt like Lucille Ball in that class. I was pedaling so frantically I thought my legs were going to fly off at any moment. What's worse, each time I looked at the clock only one or two minutes had passed.
By the end of the hour I felt like this (in bicycle terms):
But I made it!!! And I am very "out-spokin" (to quote a store in Columbia) about my experience. So what was Ryan up to during my "bicicular" adventure?
He was busy doing one of the things he does best:
Washing and folding clothes! Seriously, you would think he grew up in a military academy. Every item he touches is perfectly folded and put away.
There were many nights in high school when Ryan would have to get off the phone and go fold clothes. My mother was smitten to hear this and in 10th grade told me, "Ok, you can marry him now."
I, however, take a Stop, Drop, & Roll approach with clothing.
What is that, exactly?
The dryer stops, I drop all the clothes in a pile, roll each item into some sort of shape, and then put them away.
Hey, I consider it a success if I can actually finish a load of clothes without this happening...
I mean well, but I sometimes miss hearing or forget pertinent information during instructions. Anyone who knows me well can attest to this. If nothing else, it makes for great stories...like when Ryan was bringing me breakfast one morning and asked me to make some coffee before he returned. I don't drink coffee (yuck!), so I listened carefully (or so I thought) to each of Ryan's instructions:
Get a new filter, pour one scoop of coffee into it, and then add water. I somehow missed the part when Ryan told me to pour the water in the back of the coffee maker, so I did what I thought made sense. If the coffee beans have to mix with the water, then you should pour water into the filter, right?
Wrong. I was cleaning up grains for a week, and oddly enough, Ryan has never asked me to make coffee again.
We all make honest mistakes, right??? I certainly have. A few that come to my mind are including but not limited to...
1) The time I thought a "self-cleaning oven" had a built in dishwasher that sprayed water inside. I wondered where to put the soap.
2) The time I thought that items from the "Oops Overbaked" section in grocery stores meant that the food had been burned...
I could never understand why my Dad insisted on buying overcooked bread and rolls. Sure they were on sale and all, but really? Imagine my surprise when I found out that "overbaked" in fact meant quantity.
3) Or the time I met a girl from Pomaria and said, "Welcome to America! I'm honored to meet a Pomeranian."
When in fact a Pomeranian is a...
What is the correct term for people who live in Pomaria, anyway?
And in other news, I and this little invention became great friends this week:
This is a rice cooker. It cooks rice PERFECTLY, every time! It's unbelievable really. I should have thought of it myself.
One of my "stand-out" meals this week was stir fry. So what if the vegetables and beef came from the frozen section in Bi-Lo. The thought is in the preparation.
I have been a busy little bee at work.
And this little bug needs some RELAXATION!
Colossians 3:23 Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.
Have a WONDERFUL Friday and weekend, my friends!!!
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