Tuesday, February 27, 2007

It's My Birthday

Yes, today is my birthday. I am 43 years old. Crazy. I woke up with a feeling that I didn't want to get out of bed, but after several hits on the snooze button I did. Dan had the coffee made, which is always nice. I was also greeted with a wonderful birthday card and a box of Godiva chocolates. The wonderful part about the card was the updated version of the first poem Dan ever wrote to me - which was on birthday number 17. That was wonderfully cool. I then also received roses at work - which was wonderful and am about to head out to a nice dinner and a movie. To add to the mix - I got a nice birthday text from my daughter and a phone call from my son. I even got a birthday cake from the people I work with. Little did they know, it was a cake our family always referred to as "cherry goop" - my mom made it almost every Sunday. I also received some nice muffins and chocolate covered coffee beans from my good friend, Robin. Then...my husband wrote the most wonderful blog in honor of my birthday which literally brought tears to my eyes. What more can I say. Happy Birthday to me. Life is good.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

It's Thursday

Today I am at work and feeling somewhat unmotivated, so I am taking my lunch break and trying to get caught up on the world of blogger. It seems as though many thoughts have been swirling around in my head since the last time I was here, but getting them out in an unjumbled mess is usually more than I can attempt...

CaliforniaThis was one interesting trip. The actual traveling part was too crazy to mention, but we made it so that is what counts. The weather was really nice and our accommodations were good as well. Dan and I got terribly sick after a so-so meal at a Mexican restaurant. He had to start Friday off taking wonderful care of me until he was soon sick as well. Then we just kind of looked sadly at each other across the space between our beds and were fortunate enough not to need the facilities at the same moment in time. We somewhat recovered by Saturday morning and at least got to spend some more time outside. The speakers we were able to hear were good and the music we were able to hear - Fernando Ortega and Todd Agnew - was phenomenal. I would definitely go back - sometime.

We had a really bit snowstorm. That is always interesting. I really tried to appreciate how pretty it all was before all or the snowplows and vehicles and eventual slush messed it up. It was kind of like trying to appreciate the ocean waves when it is kind of cold and rainy. Even in the midst of the storm, it was really kind of cool. I wonder, when Christ was walking here on the earth if He ever took the opportunity to really look at the world for the beauty it gives. I mean, I wonder if he ever laid outside in the grass on a nice summer night and looked up at the stars and thought how awesome it was. Or, if He was ever able to take the time and listen to the soothing sound of the ocean waves. I hope He did.

Well, the bells on the door keep ringing, so I should probably cut this off and go back to work. Yipee! Hope everyone out there is well.

JAH

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Saturday

Today is Saturday. I've spent some time this morning trying to clean a little but mostly think a bit. I guess we all have things about ourselves that we don't really care for too much. Sometimes it can be our appearance or our surroundings, but sometimes is can be more "inner" things. Personality traits. Things that take more than a desire or a simple decision to change. So, I've thought about that this morning and wish I had some great revelation, but...mostly, well I'm still sitting here just thinking. For me anyway, when I'm face to face with these types of things, it kind of hits me from what would seem like a blind spot. Kind of like walking down the sidewalk and suddenly tripping over something that you missed seeing and suddenly there you are face down on the sidewalk wondering how you could have missed it. Especially, when you have done it before and thought you wouldn't do that again...or again...or...... What makes things worse is when you take someone down with you or feel like you've landed on top of them and you're not really sure how to help them or yourself back up. So there you have it. People laying on the sidewalk.

JAH