Where's Noah when you need him?

Dove died. 

Prez and VP cried eyes out. 

I gave the big black bin a present. 

The End. 

He waited seven more days and sent the dove out again and this time it did not return to him. Genesis 8:12  Hallelujah!

THiS shOuld WoRK. . .

Do you ever wonder about the Reality TV Crew that must be following you around but neglected to tell you?  

To begin, I ended up spending way more at time at school after dropping off the Vice President (son #2) this morning. Ended up volunteering to decorate for an event (Tomorrow!). Lovely. I am so way overcommitted for the next 5 days that I'll definitely need an extension on the "Only 24 hours in a day" thing. To avoid all the droning details, here are other highlights: (special note - Mr. Wonderful is Out of Town)

-Spent an hour and a half at the ceramics store trying to finish the tray I've been working on for the VP's Pre K class Silent Auction art project. Of course, not thrilled with it's prefired look but praying the "Let's make it pretty Angels" will visit the kiln while firing.

-Started my afternoon cookie baking for Wednesday Night Bible Study. Found a killer chocolate cookie recipe online. Went to put in the chocolate chips and low and behold, I didn't have any. This should work (uh oh!) - there was half a bar of unsweetened chocolate. Chunks are cool! BLeecckkk! The cookie was delish then after tasting the chocolate pieces, you wanted to grab a drink of KoolAid.

-Phone ringing from President (son #1) explaining he has found a deserted dove chick on his walk with friends and can we take care of it? Ummm, let's see, Mercy is one of my spiritual gifts. When someone tells me they are sick, my whole body hurts. HOWEVER, I do not have the SPCA Mercy gift. We have been through at least 3 spring chicks in the last two weeks because they fall out of nest and dog or cat gets them and then brings them into the house. My preference is to open up the big black bin and help them get to heaven quicker. Cruel? No, just busy. Let's move on.

-Just finished cookies, about to leave for church and my doorbell rings. Sixteen year old neighbor guy (who I haven't spoken to in probably four years) asks if I can take him to his church. WHHHAAAATTT? Seems he's locked himself out of his house and if I can take him to his church his mom will pick him up from there later. Where is church? Only 6 miles away, but alas, 6 miles the opposite direction from where I'm headed and into the muck and mier of 5:30 pm Inner Loop HOUSTON TEXAS traffic. Deep Breath. . ."Yes, I'd love to. . ."

-President walks in with dove (not really a chick, now is it?), CAGE and cover. Where did you . . .? Walking friends just happened to have one and knew we'd need it. Seems the birds name is . . . PECK . . .and Pate. Cute.

-After drop off, sit in traffic less than one mile from church for twenty minutes. Lovely.

-After church, President, VP and I excited to watch GMA Awards that we DVRd while at church. We all love tobymac so fast forwarding it to him was a treat.

-It gets late, boys get rowdy. I'm trying to do a little work. Prez comes to me and tells me VP tells him I said he was mean. HUH? I call to VP. Did you say I said Prez was mean? Yes. I've already fuss at you for something else in the last five minutes, we don't lie, I'm giving you a spanking. (spanking occurring) Between major sobs, VP says (warning: he has elephant memory) but you said brothers ARE mean sometimes. OUCH! Did I say that??? Yes, I distinctly remember saying that about 5 weeks ago! Please forgive me! Now I'm sobbing. Will you forgive me please???? I love you .. .  .. ...and so on and so on.

How was your day?

...as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience.  Colossians 3:12

My Seven Things

So now Michelle's gotten me out of the blogging slump - she tagged me. We are good friends for sure, but unlikely ones in the sense that we only talk at weddings, see each other through blog photos and generally visit through an occasional blog comment - BUT I'd take a bump on the head for her any day!

The Rules:

Link your tagger and list these rules on your blog.

Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.

Tag 7 people. - I don't have that many blogging friends. My generation can't get with Blogging!

Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

My Seven Things:

1. I was born in Tokyo. My dad was in the Air Force at Taichikawa Air Force Base. I've threatened my parents for years that I am going to get a tatoo - small black print on the bottom of my foot that says "Made in Japan."

2. I take Funeral Notes. Yep. Writing down the qualities of people who have gone on in hopes that I can achieve some of those great characteristics that people obviously appreciate. Today's funeral notes of the Great GrandChuck include - humble, sweet, gracious, church member, kindest face. Oh yeah, I need me some of those.

3. My latest purchase on itunes was That's How You Know from Enchanted with Amy Adams. I love show tunes and singing to them. I think Dawkin (5 yrs) does too because he gets really excited and sings the Reggae guy's part. The movie was showing on Costco's tvs yesterday and I almost started gliding up and down the aisles like she does - Pate the Great (9 yrs) was really getting embarrassed (that was the best part!). click on the title to watch and hear. . .

4. I love red bell peppers! My favorite is to eat them like an apple and just bite into them. I like them with cottage cheese, eggs, hummus and of course, icing! I've got them growing in my garden - come join me for some in about. . .58 days!

5. I don't like to watch tv unless I'm tired or sick. If I am going to watch it, I better learn something from it - Preaching or Cooking!

6. Someone recently called me an "Over Achiever". I took offense to it (not in front of them) and have now been trying to work through my being offended - is it good or is it bad? I mentioned it to a bestest bud and she agreed. Hmmpffff! Now, I was offended twice! 

7. I like to make lists. Things to do. Things to put away. People to call. House jobs to take care of. Etc. But no one in my household reads, abides or cares about those lists. So I just make them to organize all the thoughts in my head (there really isn't enough paper).

The people I would like to know more about. . . Kellie, Dana, Courtney and YOU!

God loves the pure hearted and well spoken; good leaders also delight in their friendship. Proverbs 22:11