Tomorrow night after work, I will be driving to a retreat center in the Cupertino hills, where I will remain silent until Sunday. Please pray for me.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
I’m going to see if I can’t find a way to jump off a cliff every day.
Tonight, I wrote a stranger.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
I asked how to live my dreams, and this is what I get in my inbox, courtesy Joel Osteen (though I’m pretty sure he is not reading my blog):
“What are you doing to bring your dreams to pass? Are you getting prepared? Do you have clear direction? Are you taking steps of faith? Success is intentional. You may not know what steps to take right now, but God has a good plan for your life. If you’ll do your part to seek Him and begin to make plans to succeed, God will guide you. He will direct your steps. You don’t have to vaguely go through life. God wants to show you His plan. He wants to pour out His blessing on you and see you living a life of victory. Decide today to make plans to succeed. Write down your goals. Make time to evaluate where you are in life. Evaluate your finances, your career, your relationships. Don’t go another week without having a plan for your future. Evaluate how you're spending your time and money. If you’ll go beyond dreaming and start making plans to succeed, God promises He’s going to direct your steps. He will lead you down the path of His favor. He’ll lead you into increase. He’ll lead you into promotion, and you’re going to see your dreams come to pass and walk in success in every area of your life!”
Monday, January 28, 2008
Lexey, darling, I’m trying to live my dreams, but reality keeps getting in my way. Any suggestions?
Sunday, January 27, 2008
I don’t know how it happened, but I’m more tired at the end of this weekend than I was at the beginning.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
The sign above the soda fountain says, “Live Your Dreams.”
Friday, January 25, 2008
My best friend’s oldest daughter is seven and prone to perfectionism.
So before she takes a test, my friend tells her she won’t know the answers to all of the questions.
She wants her to be okay with getting some of them wrong.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
I have an all-or-nothing mindset, meaning I typically do nothing instead of something because I can’t do it all.
If I could do it all, my 24 hours would be fragmented by activities and efforts totaling at least 30 hours to complete.
I have to remind myself that small steps in the right direction is better than no movement at all.
So today, in a moment of clarity, my motto is “better than nothing.”
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Do not tell me a secret. I am not a secret keeper.
I am a sharer. And if you tell me a fabulous bit of news, I am likely to share it with everyone on my speed dial.
That said, I can, when the occasion requires, use superhuman strength to keep my mouth shut and my phone off.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
A dear friend told me tonight that one of the top five prayer intentions of a Satan worshiper is for women to gain weight.
Now, I am not a proponent of dieting. But I do know this: Whatever the devil wants, I want the opposite.
Monday, January 21, 2008
On more than one occasion, I have accused my husband of being passive-aggressive, which he has always protested.
Today, he stumbled upon a quiz on the subject.
“I’m assertive,” he informed me.
“Oh, what do you think I am?” I asked curious.
“You’re assertive. I actually think you’re assertive-aggressive.”
Sunday, January 20, 2008
My best friend sent me a glowing review this week for what is called the “Best Vegan Mac and Cheese in the Entire World … Seriously.”
Being that I avoid dairy, I was anxious to try the recipe, and I personally think it is quite good. My family, however, panned the dish.
First, my mom suggested it might be best to serve the vegan mac and cheese with actual cheese on the side.
My sister took a bite, scrunched up her face and exclaimed, “It’s not for me. I love you, but it tastes like a vitamin.”
My brother commented, “I can’t really describe the flavor. The flavor is there. It’s chock-full of flavor, but I don’t know what it is.” He went on to say, “I’m proud of you. If the world’s coming to an end, you know how to make macaroni and cheese out of barley, dirt and bark.”
My dad attempted to compliment the dish. “I’ve had boxed mac n cheese that I’ve liked less because it tasted like cardboard,” he said. But my sister quickly pointed out, “Now, it’s being compared to cardboard.”
My husband cleverly got out of trying it because he’s allergic to soy.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
For one overnight, we forgot: both of our razors, shaving cream, face wash, my retainer, allergy medicine, an inhalator, Q-tips, and one men’s undershirt.
Friday, January 18, 2008
I am about to embark on an overnight excursion to San Francisco with my family.
We are talking about eight adults traveling the distance of 60 miles for one night in a hotel.
But you’d think we were leaving the country for three months with the frenzy of phone calls and wardrobe coordination going on.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
For anyone who feels they are not yet living their calling, my very dear friends says:
“Just think of Jesus’ 30 years when he was doing God only knows what kind of work that was so unimportant it didn’t even make it into our history books.”
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
“What was funny today?”
“Your dad asking for a Meyer lemon tree.”
“I think so, too, but I don’t know how to write it.”
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
God says, “To me, therefore, you shall be sacred.”
Monday, January 14, 2008
My best friend read an article about girls with undiagnosed ADD, and she thought of me. Not that I blame her. One of the most commonly overlooked symptoms is daydreaming.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
My dad’s birthday is tomorrow. We had a family dinner tonight.
My brother, ever thoughtful, gifted my father with a book titled, “Sex After 60.” All the pages are blank.
My 81-year-old grandmother laughed especially hard at this.
“That book on sex is funny,” she said to me.
“Yea,” I agreed.
“Hopefully, it’s not true,” she continued.
“For my father’s sake, hopefully not,” I replied.
“For your mother’s sake, too,” she added.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
My aunt to my husband: “I can’t believe the natural talent you have.”
My husband to my aunt: “Oh. It’s not natural. It took me a long time for it to look natural.”
Friday, January 11, 2008
“Be brave. Be brave. Be brave.”
I whisper this to myself when the adventures in my daydreams become too risky.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
I am dedicated to loving my husband, talking with my friends, contemplating the presence of God, daydreaming and capturing thoughts with as few words as possible.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
“What have you been dedicating yourself to?” an old acquaintance asked.
I instantly liked the sound of this question so much better than the typical “What do you do?” or “Where do you work?” because it makes the possibilities endless.
What do I dedicate myself to? What do you dedicate yourself to?
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
The holidays left their mark on me: lumpiness.
Monday, January 7, 2008
This is me blogging from my new computer.
I named it Sunshine.
Right out the box, before it was even connected to the Internet, Sunshine warned me I had numerous security issues needing my immediate attention.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Sweet La Befana, you were so busy keeping your house clean and your chores done that you missed your meeting with Christ.
Please help me avoid making the same mistake.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
It’s been raining. And my husband found a wet spot in our bedroom but no moisture on the ceiling above it. So after dismissing the possibility of a leaky roof, his next thought was that we might have ghosts peeing on our floor.
Friday, January 4, 2008
My family celebrates everything.
Tonight, we feasted on skinny strands of pasta in honor of National Spaghetti Day -- not to be confused with World Pasta Day on October 25.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
My husband to me:
“Hey, love, do you think January 31 ever gets jealous of December 31?
I’m sure it happens every year. January 31 is like, ‘okay, everyone’s going to get ready to party like they did last month.’ Then nothing happens.”
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
New Year’s is traditionally bad for me.
This year was no exception.
Should you suffer the same fate of lousy firsts, fear not.
Fall-over-with-joy miracles can also happen on the second.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
A little Charles Schulz wisdom to begin the New Year:
“Don’t worry about the world coming to an end today. It’s already tomorrow in Australia.”