Monday, October 13, 2008

WARNING: HIGHLY ADDICTIVE RECIPE AHEAD!

I'm sure most everyone has heard of this little autumn/Halloween concoction, but I'd not partaken of this delicious goodness until tailgating at the Mizzou/OSU game (congratulations on your Alma mater's win, my love). My sister brought some of this stuff to satisfy a sweet-yet-salty tooth. It tastes like a PayDay, and I'm sneaking in a bag of this stuff next time I go see a movie.

Mix equal parts Candy Corn and Cocktail Peanuts in plastic bag. Enjoy.


Disclaimer: Blogger not responsible for any weight gained from consumption of this recipe. Blogger not liable for any addiction formed to said recipe. If you gain weight and/or become addicted, step away from the bag ASAP, and seek professional help immediately.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Out of the Mouths of Babes

Last Wednesday night, we discussed walking in the Spirit in our Bible study. Recently in my Sunday evening small group, we discussed walking in the light. Today, my son pretty much summed it up rather simply.

We were driving home from our weekend out-of-town, and as we were descending one of the many hills, we saw the panoramic view of a very beautiful knoll on the west side of the highway. (It's one of my favorite spots to see anytime I drive by it). There were "Jesus clouds" - you know. . . the ones that have rays streaming down to earth through the clouds. One of these rays of sunshine shone upon that knoll, illuminating it in a most fascinating way. All the land and hills around it were in shadow from the clouds. I pointed out the scene to my children, and they, too, were in as much awe as I. Tim then said, "That light is Jesus. It's like there is no sin there. The darkness around it is sin. We don't want to be in the darkness because we can't see Jesus' light. I want to be in the light!" We all agreed that we want to be in the light, too.

I find it amazing that God touches me through my children. How often I find myself in the dark. And for no good reason! There is certainly nothing in this world that compares to walking in the light. I would much rather have this gentle reminder from Him through my children, than have Him wrench me out of darkness as he's done before. What a blessing He gave me today through the very profound observance of my son!

Sunday, October 5, 2008

More Meanderings

*So, we're supposed to flee from temptation. What do we do when we're so tired from running that we just can't flee anymore? What then?

*No one looks good in fluorescent lighting.

*You never really do forget how to ride a bike.

*Stalling is an art form. Just watch any kid who doesn't want to go to bed at night.

*No matter how many time choices I put down for parent/teacher conferences, I always end up with a time that I didn't pick and that I have to rearrange my schedule for.

*The weather has been ideal lately. I could live with weather like this.

*I don't look forward to Mondays, but am thankful I'm given another day.

*It's already October??? Hey, Kelly, how many days of school are left until summer vacation?

*Speaking of summer vacation, I hope I'll be seeing sand and surf again someday soon.

*The Tigers are undefeated! Next weekend's game against the OSU Cowboys will find my fella (an OSU alum) and I at the game, cheering against each other. This is a first. I'm glad, however, that he is loyal to his alma mater. I think this indicates something about his character.

And last, but not least. . . .

*Sure, the grass might be greener on the other side of that fence, but it's still just grass.

Things in Common


I love when I discover things I have in common with my children. This is something that happens nearly daily since, as they grow, they discover things they like or dislike, etc. Today, as the children and I were walking into the church building, my son was walking and stomping rather erratically.


"What are you doing, son?" I queried.


With a huge "DUH" in his voice, he replied, "I'm stepping on dead leaves, Mom. They make a cool crunching noise."


I love to step on leaves for that very reason. I discovered last year that a good friend of mine, Alana, also loves to crunch leaves. I was excited to tell her this story this morning at church, and she found it amusing.


Get out there and crunch some leaves.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Random Meanderings

*While at my son's football practice this evening, I noticed that it actually smells like fall outside.

*The sunlight is different this time of year. Slanted a bit differently than usual. More golden.

*A Christian's faith and walk is akin to traveling in fog. Sometimes, you can't see anything, and you have to have faith that you'll get through. And just when you think you can't go another inch, all of a sudden, the fog clears, and you can see enough to get your bearings, renew your strength, and keep on moving.

*Who is the genius that came up with the notion of a 5-lb. bag of peanut M & M's?

*Has anyone else ever wondered if Ben & Jerry's last names are Dooney & Bourke?

*On having a student in junior high: I know more about algebra than I thought I did.

*On having a son who plays football: It's a compliment to hear "Gee, Mom, you don't throw like a girl at all."

*On having a diva in the house (and it's not me): I will always know what makes up a good outfit.

*Divorce does not kill you. A blow like that should, but it doesn't. There are a lot of walking wounded out there.

*Why did they used to call age spots "liver spots?" Do they have anything to do with the liver?

*I had been rather vexed by the beginnings of crows' feet until one of my children pointed out that they're only there because I smile A LOT. How true!

*I liken writing a song to emotionally giving birth.

*Coca-Cola from a glass bottle tastes better than from a plastic bottle or aluminum can. In fact, it reminds me of my childhood. Ever try peanuts in your Coke? It's completely redneck, but yummy!

*Oh yeah, I have redneck tendencies.

*I'm still finding sand from my summer beach trip. Ron told me that would happen.

*I loved Jim's marriage proposal to Pam on The Office.

*I wish I could play blues on the piano.

*I hope to have a song of mine published someday. Or have some of my lyrics put to music by someone who is inspired by them.

*While fascinated by literature set in 16th century England, I don't believe I'd want to have lived back then. 'Twould seem that one's neck was all too vulnerable to the block should a king's heart and/or head be turned by someone of sharp cunning.

*I should totally write literature set in 16th century England! (not).

Friday, September 26, 2008

You're know you're special when. . . .

Your beloved drives 70 miles out of his way just to take you to lunch for an hour.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Reminiscing

Ah, memories. I took my son to football practice this evening. It was a great night, so I popped open the tailgate and watched from the back of the SUV. I was sitting there quietly enjoying the sight of Tim in his football gear. He looked older than his 10 years, and he didn't mess around when tackling his opponent. Then something gritty was irritating my leg. What could it be? I looked, and a smile crept upon my face. Sand. Gulf Shores, AL sand, still in my car despite all my efforts to vacuum it out. And for a brief moment, I was back on that shore, the breeze on my face, my toes curling into the sand, the water crashing onto my legs. Bliss.