Archive for November, 2006

That’s Why I Say Thanks Everyday #9 (Gabrielle)

Today I am thankful for wacky traditions. My mother liked celebrating truly outrageous things and it warms my heart to know that isn’t gone with her.

I’ve celebrated 100 years of flush toilets, I’ve celebrated Mole Day and last night we celebrated the Night of the Burning Plum. I love celebrating and being happy together. I say the more opportunities and the weirder the occasions the better.

Thank you, God, for truly bizarre days of happiness.  

The Night of the Burning Plum 2006 (Gabrielle)

Last night was the second annual Night of the Burning Plum. It was somewhat less elaborate than last year, but just as enjoyable.

The evening was made a little trying by the fact that Justice had woken up from his nap badly and was just kinda mad at the world for the whole evening. It’s nice at times like that to have friends who have children and are very accepting of children because Justice’s attitude and noise bothered Seth and Crystal more than anyone else.

We, the Lansberrys, Kathey and Jon ate an enjoyable meal together of pork, mashed potatoes, Waldo Dwarf salad (Waldorf salad was so named by Toby) and a really yummy salad with two kinds of cheese in it. I love Kathey. After dinner the children were excused until dessert time and the grownups drank margaritas and talked. Kathey helped serve up ice cream while Theresa prepared the traditional cherry and plum sauce. When everyone was once again assembled she poured brandy over the sauce and lit it on fire. Watching someone spoon flaming sauce over ice cream never gets old.

After dessert we packed into the living room and the stories began. The children’s stories were, for the most part, much improved than last year. Moriah had written her story down and so read to us about how Wilfred’s mother was given a plum at his birth and what she had to go through when the plum went out. Also, she and Arianna had worked together on the first part of a story and I hope they remember the rest of it for next year. Samuel L. told us how the dragon got his fire and Elsie got up twice, but kept forgetting what she was going to say. I have no idea what Samuel B’s story was about, but he really had fun with it so I was glad. Even Noah went and stood in the story spot and said, “Once upon a time.” Crystal had put together a remake of “Twas the Night Before Christmas” featuring plums. James told us about Einstein’s greatest discovery which was that plums will burn forever. Before Einstein had a chance to tell anyone, though, he died. Jon told us about two families who had been feuding for years and how a plum brought them together and made them friends. My story was about a burning plum who was raised by a family of geese and found friendship and a home with them even though he kept catching their nest on fire. Seth gave us an encore of a funny story he had told last year about a plum that fell from the orchard of the Sun only to be eaten by a rabbit. And then he told a very sweet story dedicated to the women in his life about five knights who gave their lives protecting the burning plum from an invading army. At the end all of the knights died, but the plum was safe because things that are precious are to be protected and preserved. James ended the evening by talking about the meaning of the Burning Plum which is friendship and it was getting very serious and very sweet until he said something like, “Because the Burning Plum is inside of each and every one of us. Which is why we have heartburn.”

We ended the evening by thanking God for the friendships He has given us and asking him to preserve them through the years.

Ponderings of Thankfulness (Gabrielle)

It is a strange thing. I felt sure when I started posting every day and giving thanks for something that I would very shortly run out of things to say. I mean, I can only be thankful for so much, right? But now that I am giving thanks I am noticing more to be thankful for. Some things are big and some things are very, very small. And I think I want to post about the small things more than I want to post about the big things. It is easy for people to notice a beautiful sunset or the food right before them, but what about the swirl in your coffee when you pour the milk in? Or the way the sunlight slants into your room in the morning? Those are also gifts from our Father.

I read a book about contentment, specifically contentment for single women, titled Fine China Is For Single Women Too. It was a fine book and I remember being challenged when the author spoke of being grateful for the lot God has given her. She said that she started noticing really little things and pausing to be happy in them and be grateful for them. And as she noticed more gifts from God she was happier in those gifts. And as she was thankful for the little gifts like the view from her window at work she found it easier to be thankful for the bigger gifts like the gift of singleness.

I have noticed a joy in myself since I’ve start writing about what I am thankful for. I’ve started noticing more things to pause and glory in, more things to be happy about and to praise God for. I do hope this joy will last. When I notice how much I am enjoying my nephews in their PJs it becomes easier to be thankful for the gift of my little nook. No, it doesn’t have a door, but have you noticed how the sunlight comes in the windows in the morning? It’s beautiful. Or have you seen the way one of the children will pop through the curtains with no warning like their going out on stage? It’s a joy to see. Even just being thankful is a gift from the Father of Lights. And for that I will pause and say Thanks.

  

That’s Why I Say Thanks Everyday #8 (Gabrielle)

Today I am thankful for fuzzy sleeper pajamas with feet or without. Specifically, fuzzy sleepers with little boys in them. They are so warm right when one doesn’t have heat to the upstairs and they are so cute looking. Night before last there was that time right before dinner that wasn’t enough time to actually do anything, but it was enough time for the little boys to fall apart while they waited. So I put Noah and Justice into their PJs and took them into my little nook with me. Noah played with his LeapPad and Justice practiced standing up and falling. We all had a good time and they looked so darling in their fuzzy sleepers. The next morning when Justice came down he was nice and warm, though I can’t say the same for Noah because he lost his clothes somewhere along the way. But still, for fuzzy sleepers and the boys who wear them I say thanks.

That’s Why I Say Thanks Everyday #7 (Gabrielle)

Today I am thankful for glasses. I have horrible vision. Have you ever seen Spiderman 2? Yes? No? Well, anyway, you know that part where Dr. Octopus smashes through the cafe window and grabs Mary Jane and then Peter Parker runs out and everything’s all blurry cause he’s wearing his glasses and he doesn’t need them anymore? Well, that’s about how well I can see starting at about ten inches away from my face. I have tried to imagine what life would be like without my glasses and it is scary. With my glasses I can see pretty well and I can do and function just fine. Without my glasses, well, I just don’t like to think about it.

In the Gospels there are many stories abut Jesus healing the blind. Now, I am nowhere near being fully blind, but I try to imagine life without my glasses and suddenly those stories mean more to me. In the End Jesus will give me new eyes and they will work better than I can imagine. Until then He has given me a way to see trees, flowers, smiles, baby blue eyes, the glass before I knock it over, the computer screen, my crocheting, my books. And that is something to be truly grateful for.

That’s Why I Say Thanks Everyday #6 (Gabrielle)

Today I am grateful for walking. And I’m not talking about taking walks around the neighborhood, though that is nice. I just mean walking. I sat down at the computer, realized I needed more coffee in my milk, walked to the kitchen, remedied the problem and walked back. I barely even noticed that my legs were moving me from here to there. It was not a big deal. But it is a big deal because the very fact that I walk around without paying any attention to what my feet and legs are doing is a gift from Heaven.

I am surrounded by people who have trouble walking and yet I have never really stopped to say Thank You for that I don’t. Crystal has trouble with her sciatic nerve and sometimes it’s like she can’t talk to her legs. She looks at them and says “Move”, but they aren’t listening. She’s gotten stuck in the middle of a room because she suddenly stopped being able to make her legs move how she wanted them to. Theresa just had a baby and is still recovering. She can walk, but she has to move slowly and it looks painful. Kathey needs knee surgery nobody seems to want to give her and she can’t breathe very well. I watched her move around yesterday and it is a big deal to get anywhere and do anything. Walking into the other room takes time, pain and lots of oxygen. And yet this lovely lady was just telling me about an old man she saw who was having trouble walking and how grateful it made her for the ability God has given her.

I am done writing and now I am going to get up and walk into the kitchen. I will be carrying a glass of water, a cup of coffee and an empty bowl and this will still not be a big deal. And that is truly something to be grateful for. 

Observation (Raquel)

 I’m about half-way through reading World War Z right now. I might get around to a full review of the book when I finish it, but it case I don’t I’ll just say right now that I’m enjoying it. I’m enjoying it in a, “Yeah, people are idiots just like that. I completely accept the harsh way you’re portraying this.” kind of way, but it’s still good.

 Reading this book so far has made me realize something.  Flat out enemies I can physically fight don’t disturb me. The attack of undead people doesn’t bother me. It might be frightening, but it brings out my stubborn streak and my viscious streak. What really disturbs me is politics and messy desicions.

  The worst parts of this book aren’t about losing the fight against the zombies. They’re about suburbanites who don’t want to have to pay any attention to the problem. They’re about FDA approved drugs that are completly useless but profitable and well marketed. They’re about the infighting between refugees and soldiers oversupplied with useless tools and governments trying to decide who to save when they can’t save everyone. They’re the really believable parts.

That’s Why I Say Thanks Everyday #5 (Gabrielle)

Today I am thankful for oatmeal. We usually eat eggs for breakfast because they’re easy and good for us, but every now and then I’ll make some oatmeal and the kids just love it. Oatmeal on the stove is good, but baked oatmeal is really good. Oatmeal with cinnamon, brown sugar and lots of milk. Or oatmeal cooked with raisins so the raisins are all plump and squishy. Ooh, ohh or baked oatmeal with cinnamon and apples. I’ve even tried oatmeal with peanut butter after Raquel recomended it and that was really good too. Oatmeal cookies, oatmeal bread, left-over oatmeal bread- it’s all good. I like oatmeal. And that’s why I say Thanks everyday.

That’s Why I Say Thanks Everyday #4 (Gabrielle)

  Today I walked over to the Lansberry house, woke Raquel up and went for a walk with her. She didn’t throw anything at me when I woke her up, she didn’t even seem to think it was so very odd that I was waking her up and she still came on our walk even though she’d just woken up. Raquel is my friend.

I am thankful that Raquel is my friend. My Good Father gave me many wonderful gifts and she is one of them. It is strange sometimes to realize we have only known each other for about two and a half years because it feels like we’ve been friends forever. Already we have had numerous conversation in half sentences and significant nods. Soon I think we’ll just grunt. It’s like a code we figured out without meaning to. Soon no one will be able to understand us! Not that they particularly wanted to.

Raquel sometimes says that she thinks I’ve influenced and changed her a lot and she hasn’t rubbed off on me at all. I can tell you that’s not true and I have proof. When we were painting the room I pray will soon be mine I actually cared if the lines were straight and nice looking. I didn’t used to. Raquel has influenced and changed me more than she knows.

Raquel is my friend. That is a very special gift and that’s why I say Thanks everyday.

That’s Why I Say Thanks Everyday #3 (Gabrielle)

Today I am thankful for this house. I really don’t feel thankful, but I know that this house is a gift from the All-Gracious God and so I will say “thank you”. For my room that isn’t in with the kids, for the walls that keep out the cold and rain, for the room with a door that Seth and Crystal have, for the kitchen we have that is big enough to swing a dead cat if we so choose. For the fact that God says being here is a good thing because He loves us I say “Thank you, Lord.”

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