Jesus loves Heavy Revvies!
Wednesday, 06 May 2009
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The thoughts roaming around my brain today (is it any wonder I can’t get any work done?):
* When, Lord?
* I really should vacuum.
* Bacon and pancakes with seven beautiful women is a treat on a Wednesday morning.
* Please heal my friend, Lord.
* I am so blessed, Lord. Thank you!
* Why isn’t there a cure for heel spurs and bunions that don’t involve surgery?
* Receiving flowers from my three year-old neighbor just brightened my day!
* How can I be turning 43 on Sunday? What happened to 34?
* How, Lord?
* I wish I lived closer to family, but I want them to come here!
* I am dreading Mother’s Day this year. Pastors who lose their mother two months before Mother’s Day should not be required to preach that day. Just sayin’.
* I love my husband.
* My pants are starting to get baggy. How cool that sentence sounds and looks.
* I am so proud of my friend and all the hard work she is doing to be whole. I love you!
* Steve, Steve, Steve, Steve, Steve J
* I have the most incredible, supportive, hilarious friends. It seems almost selfish to hog them all to myself!
* I can’t wait for Elijah to be born.
* How, Lord?
* It is way too nice out to be in here blogging or working!
Thursday, 23 April 2009
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Here’s one you haven’t heard in a while!
There’s nothing quite as lovely as being awakened at 2am from a sound sleep to your cat puking all over your bed! She usually sleeps at my feet all night. This morning she was puking on them! She threw up in two spots and was going for a third when I was finally able to shove her off the bed to the floor, where she proceeded to stop and gag all the way out the door. After changing the bed and cleaning up her trail of woe (because I am fully aware that I would go back to sleep and in my “good Lord, it’s morning state” four hours later, forget about the little surprises in the morning until I stepped on one!), I went back to bed and promptly fell asleep.
Did I mention there was NOTHING quite as lovely? At 3am I hear a wrestling match going on in the kitchen and what sounds like the walls coming down! I jump out of bed muttering something about dead cats and as I round the corner in a crazed-sleep-deprived-fury I see pukey cat standing at the top of the stairs with a stinkin’ shrew dangling by its tail from her mouth!
Just as I exclaim “good girl!” she let the shrew go and he took off toward the refrigerator. Pukey cat was too quick for the little shrew and she had him again in her clutches.
Enter cat number two who decides to saunter in and see what all the excitement is about. This irritates pukey cat and she starts growling at sleepy cat to keep away from her prize. In her growliness she let the shrew go again only to chase it under the kitchen table where he sat frozen under a chair that pukey cat was too fat to get under. Pukey cat on one side, sleepy cat in the other. Watching and waiting. For 10 minutes!
Finding that scene a bit hilarious, I ran to the bedroom to grab my phone to video the stand-off, but my movement set off the chase again! Down the stairs, back and forth on each step, you could read the shrew’s mind… “I’ll confuse her with my stealthy back and forth motion and when she zigs, I’ll zag and I will be free!” And that is exactly what it did! It ran around the corner into the laundry room and POOF he was gone! Disappeared!
Now it is 4am. I am almost afraid to go back to sleep for all the excitement I’ll miss!
Sunday, 12 April 2009
Monday, 09 March 2009
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The obvious question is, “How are you, Tina?”
The answer isn’t quite so obvious. It’s a moment-by-moment thing.
I have periods of being functional, and other moments of absolute depression. Yesterday I completely fell apart during church while today I was able to work nine hours with some semblance of sanity.
I sleep for hours and hours yet I am extremely tired.
I’ve discovered that strength training is a great stress reliever. The other benefit is that I’ve notice walking up stairs doesn’t hurt now!
I miss calling my Mom to tell her every little thing that happens. It breaks my heart to talk to my Dad and hear him so broken. I wish I lived closer to Dad, because no one can care for him as well as I can, dadgumit!
I am so very thankful for the love and prayers and emails and well-wishes from everyone. People have dropped off food, cleaned the house, taken Dad out to eat, sent flowers, and cards upon cards. I am thankful for the immense number of people who came to the funeral home and awed at the number of lives touched by my Mom. I am thankful that my Mom had trusted in Jesus as her Savior.
I am thankful.
I am sad.
But, I am thankful.
Monday, 23 February 2009
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Thank you for all your prayers and notes. My mother passed away shortly after 8pm. She was on a ventilator all day and was unresponsive. She was in no pain nor did she suffer. They ruled it was a massive heart attack around 10:30pm last night and her brain went too long without oxygen.
Please pray for Dad and for we three girls as we go about this hard process.
Saturday, 21 February 2009
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1. Who was your FIRST prom date? I asked David C. to my senior prom. He was a sophomore in college and had been in my church youth group. (We used to tease our youth leaders that I was going to have 13 kids and never get married and that David was going to father six of them. They kept an eye on us all year after that!) We had a good time, but rather than go to post-prom we came home and hung out with my mom. She was a lot more fun!
2. Do you still talk to your FIRST love? He just added me as a friend on Facebook. I hadn’t talked to him for eons before that.
3. What was your FIRST alcoholic drink? (Is there a statute of limitations on confessing such things at age 42 in the presence of your mother?) My first drink was a carbonated screwdriver with Sunkist orange soda and vodka when I was 15-16 and on an overnight trip with Highsteppers (drum and baton corps). I remember that the soda machine in the hotel kept dispensing two Sunkist for the price of one. One of the girls took the leftovers on the bus and we constructed a straw that reached across three seats (take a sip… pinch it off… take a sip… pinch it off). My dad was driving the bus and asked me what all the fuss was in the back of the bus. I am ashamed to say I lied right to his face and made up something on the spot. Needless to say, I was too terrified to participate in the shenanigans after that.
4. What was your FIRST job? My first job was the job I had second longest (I worked in my families grocery store for 14 years). I got a paper route at age 9. Actually, between Marie and me we had three routes that we walked every morning, rain or shine, sleet or snow. We woke up at 4-4:30 and made it home by 6-6:30 to get ready for school. This job paid for my first car and my first two years of college. I quit the routes when I was 21.
5. What was your FIRST car? A black1978 Oldsmobile Delta 88. My friends referred to it as the Batmobile. I had black and white dice hanging from the rearview mirror, and a purple afghan in the rear window. My dad put in an awesome stereo system with an 8-track player! I listened to Loverboy’s “Get Lucky” and Air Supply’s “Ultimate Air Supply” on that 8-track until the tape broke.
The National Weather Service letting me know that Madison was under a winter storm warning… at 3am!
6. Who was the FIRST person to text you today?
7. Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning? Steve. Always.
8. Who was your FIRST grade teacher? Miss Norris. She really liked me and I really liked her. I remember nothing other than that.
9. Where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane? To meet Steve’s family in Oklahoma. It was snowing like crazy and there were six hours of delays caused for everything from ice on the wings, a lost crew, and another plane catching fire as it landed. And you wonder why I abhor flying today?
10. Who was your FIRST best friend & do you still talk? Tammy Hampton in junior high and high school. Thanks to the internet, she found me through my blog and now we keep in touch through email, Facebook, and blogs. I am incredibly blessed to still have her in my life.
11. Where was your FIRST sleep over? I am assuming that staying at Bio-dad’s on the weekends don’t count, so I would have to say at Susan Strahan’s house. Her brother, Allen, kept trying to convince us that there were ghosts out in the backyard or in the basement. I remember we snuck out of bed and went ghost hunting.
12. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today? Lisa called to see if the city plow had been by to cover up all the snow I had already plowed out and to let me know that Tom and Jordan were coming to dig me back out! Mondo blessing!
13. Whose wedding were you in the FIRST time? My own. In a gazebo atop a mountain in Eureka Springs, AR.
14. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning? Turned over and went back to sleep.
15. What was the FIRST concert you ever went to? Probably a 26th Street Singers concert at the high school.
16. FIRST tattoo? Something out of a Cracker Jacks box.
17. First piercing? My ears that have now closed up because my ears kept getting infected and I just gave up!
18. First foreign country you've been to? Does Wisconsin count? I’ve never been out of the USA.
19. FIRST movie you remember seeing? Herbie “The Love Bug” at the Indiana Theater with my mom.
20. When was your FIRST detention? I don’t remember ever getting detention, but I did get put in Lazy Corner in third grade for neglecting to learn my multiplication tables in a timely manner.What firsts do you remember?
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
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How it works: Go to Google search and type in your name followed by the word "needs." For example, I searched for "Tina needs." You will get some really funny search results. Make a list of the first ten results that you get - or more if they're funny and you have nothing better to do :)
Tina needs…
… a slower pace (a week’s vacation would be a beautiful thing!)
… Godiva (and a Diet Pepsi. Don’t forget the Diet Pepsi)
… to win the Home Depot contest (I wonder if it involves a new home… this seems to be a pattern)
… to lose weight (worked out at the gym tonight. Go me!)
… prayers (that the headaches and urpiness take a hike)
… a new home (this must be the one provided by Home Depot when I win the contest)
… a breather (yep… that week’s vacation is sounding even better)
… some lovin’ (I’ll sit here while you show me the love…)
… help moving (when I move into that new home form Home Depot)
… to check her caller ID (it could be Home Depot calling to tell me I’ve won!)
Thursday, 05 February 2009
Sunday, 01 February 2009
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How do you express your extreme thankfulness for God’s provision of tremendous blessings in your life? You blog about it, of course!
Physical Blessings:
My wonderful, beautiful sister LeeAnne, and her wonderful husband, Gene, (Sorry, Gene, I can’t use beautiful unless I describe your heart!
) blessed me with a membership to a local gym. They joined the Y so Lynzi could learn to swim, but still had this contract they were paying on. She did all the paperwork so they could transfer the membership to me… something I could never afford on my own! I met with the personal trainer on Friday evening and learned he is a Marine Corps reservist! My first thought was, “Oh crap! I have a drill sergeant for a trainer!” but he was really sweet and stumbles over his words a lot. I meet with again on Tuesday after work. Bring on the pain!
Friend Blessings:
Elton John and Billy Joel are coming to Madison in May, just in time for my birthday! Knowing that we can never actually buy tickets ($99-179), I was determined to win tickets from one of the five or six radio stations giving them away before they went on sale. One station gave their listener’s club and “unfair internet advantage by listing the hour each day tickets would be given away. Knowing that I was fanatical about this, the ladies in my department all joined me in calling, believing that we had a better chance with seven people calling at once! We never got through, and I’m not going to the concert, but I sure do have great friends!
Financial Blessings:
I came home the other night and the internet was still not operational. I called the provider and they said our area no longer had an outage so it must be my connection. After 40 minutes on the phone and unplugging, restarting, plugging, and a bit of growling on my part, it was determined that the connection was fine, it was the router not allowing me to access the net. When the guy on the phone asked how old the router was, I told him it had to be at least four years old. He “diagnosed” that I would need a new router since “things die suddenly sometimes”.
Knowing that the budget has no wiggle room for new routers, I was determined that this one was NOT dead and would be resurrected and would work! I laid hands on the little purple and black contraption (it really was black and blue before I touched it!) and prayed over it. Then I disconnected it so I could get online, found a message board for that router and followed the directions listed to reboot the router.
TADA! As you can read this, I am back online with my “dead” router!
Spiritual Blessings:
As if the week couldn’t get any more blessed, I got a call on Friday afternoon from a new woman at the office to come to her cube as she needed to talk over something. When I got there, she shared that she won four tickets to the Chris Tomlin/Israel Houghton concert for Saturday night and wanted to know if I would like the last ticket and to go with her and two other ladies from the office!
Well, of course! The concert was incredible and Chris is a fabulous worship leader. To top it off, Christy Nockles of Watermark fame was singing with him and she is one of my favorite singers!
Experiencing great worship with some great ladies and knowing God has His best for me in His sights. WHOA!
How are you being blessed lately?
Wednesday, 28 January 2009
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Why do we try to add more and be more and think more and do more?Why can't we let the simple be simply amazing?The birth of Jesus was simple. And amazing.The Gospel message is simple. And amazing.And we add to, subtract from, multiply and then divide because we make the simple...Impossible.Amazing!(more later...)
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25 Random Tina Facts
1. I love to color with crayons or markers. Coloring books and those big ultra-detailed posters (not the black velvet ones… the velvet messes with my markers and it leaves velvet sludge on my hands).
2. I find it easier to talk to men than women, thus most of my close friends are men.
3. I feel inadequate quite often.
4. If I could, I would move back to Indiana in a nano-second.
5. I have never seen an episode of LOST, Survivor, Ugly Betty, 30 Rock or The Office.
6. I think my husband is the funniest man alive.
7. My baby sister, LeeAnne, is my hero.
8. I fall, often. (By the grace of God, I’ve never broken or severely dislocated anything)
9. I have over 150 different nativities in all shapes, sizes, mediums, and species.
10. I’ve grown spiritually by leaps and bounds in the past two years.
11. My grandmother got mad at me when I was 18 and never spoke to me again.
12. I wish I had asked my uncle about his experiences in Germany during WWII when he was alive.
13. I had a paper route from the age of 9-21. It paid for my first car and my first two years of college.
14. The first funeral I preached at was my mother-in-law’s.
15. I could eat bacon every day (I said I could, not that I do).
16. I have a fear of deep water; heights; and stairs with gaps.
17. I can’t hear on the telephone without my eyeglasses on.
18. My dream is to be a traveling evangelist, preaching Jesus and singing my little songs.
19. Or, I would like to play drums and/or sing lead in a worship band or retro 80’s band.
20. I could watch football 24/7.
21. I’ve never traveled outside of the USA.
22. I believe my Mom is the most beautiful woman in the world. And she’s pretty darn smart, too!
23. I love Adam and Lynzi Mae so much it hurts.
24. I am painfully shy in small groups and in groups that are too large. There is never a clear differentiation as to where one ends and the other begins.
25. Steve is the smile on my lips, the joy of my life, the laughter in my heart, the goofiness to my seriousness, God’s grace personified, and the love of my life.
Saturday, 17 January 2009
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I’ll just start this post with the words of my chiropractor:
“Tina, this is the most messed up your back has been in the four years I’ve known you. You, my dear, are a dork!”
Wow! I actually pay him to hurl insults at me!
Why the insults? Why the sudden office visit? Do you really need to ask?
Yes, dear readers, Tina really is a dork.
And a clutz.
And has a close, personal relationship with the pavement.
On my way to work, I always stop at the BP station to get my daily allowance of carbonated caffeine. I pulled into the parking space… opened the door… stood up… and promptly sprawled out on the ground next to the car.
So now my neck and back are stiff and spasming and I have a lovely purple goose egg on my left arm just below the elbow (my phone’s camera just doesn’t so it justice).
The irony of it all? The remedy for the weekend is to keep ICE on my neck and back! Isn’t that what started this whole thing??
In other news… it is snowing again. Yippee skippee!
Wednesday, 14 January 2009
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Stupid Tina Trick #458821
I awoke this morning completely oblivious to the fact that the snow plow had gone down our street some time during the night, and fully expected the drive to look just like it did when I got home from having dinner with Don and Linda last night… completely covered in three inches or so of snow, but completely drive-through-able.
It wasn’t until I backed out of the garage and saw the snow at the end of the drive that I remembered that I shouldn’t have hit the snooze forty-eleven times this morning. Being the completely optimistic person I am, I determined that my little red
clown carToyota Echo could plow right through that “little hill” of snow, so off I went at breakneck speed … only to be stopped abruptly in my tracks when the nose of the car dug into the MOUNTAIN of snow!I got out of the car and went back to the garage to get the shovel and the big bag of cat litter that I’ve been saving for such a time as this. I shoveled out the front tires and the nose of the car, threw down the litter, and put the car into drive, fully expecting to be on my way to work.
HA! All I did was spin my tires and throw cat litter all over the neighbor’s yard! I jumped out and shoveled more and lay down more litter… what is it they say about doing the same thing over and over again but expecting different results?
I tried calling someone from work to come get me and I would worry about the car later, but no one was answering their phone. Normally, I would have just walked, but it was -4 degrees before the wind chill this morning! So, I was determined that I had to get that car out of the snow!
In a fit of muttered prayers and growling, I poured more litter under all four tires, just as my neighbor pulled up and offered to help me. As she parked her car, I was finally able to get the car to move backward!!! She ran up and shoveled the pile holding me up and soon I was on my way!
Lesson learned: Next time it snows… call in to work stoopid!
Stupid Tina-ism #874616125
While explaining to my co-workers about the offer my beautiful sister, LeeAnne, and her hubby made to transfer their gym membership to me for the remainder of their contract, I explained the gym this way:
“She said at the gym in Indiana, they have a darkened room where they play movies while you make out.”
Now everyone wants to go to the gym!
Stupid Tina Trick #458822
When I got home from work this evening, I had to finish clearing out the driveway and digging out the mailbox that was blocked by three feet of snow that was three feet out into the road, plus the six lots of sidewalk that the church is responsible for. We just purchased an awesome snow blower this year that has six speeds forward and two speeds in reverse and it devours snow!
Usually.
When I started down the driveway the auger no longer augered. The blower came with a big stick to shove down the chute in case anything got jammed in there. I was able to turn the chute to the right enough that I could hold down the auger lever and see what was happening down in the little hole.
I poked around, and then squeezed the lever again. No augering.
I poked harder and squeezed again. Auuuuuugh!
I muttered a few choice words at the machine while holding down the auger lever and peering deep into the chute… when…
FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMP!!!!!The auger decided to engage at warp speed and spewed snow right into my face and down my coat!
Lesson learned: Never cuss at a contrary snow blower while staring down its throat!
What silly thing have you done lately?
Thursday, 08 January 2009
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4th Picture Tag
I got this from Steve-O. You can play along, too!
These are the rules:
The object of 4th picture tag is to:
1) Choose the 4th folder where you store your pictures on your computer
2) Select the 4th picture in the folder
3) Explain the picture
4) Tag 4 people to do the same.Please don't hesitate to play if you weren't tagged!
This was taken in March 2003 (in Oklahoma) when Gidget, the outdoor-mouser-came-with-the-house cat, gave birth to five babies on our bedroom floor. See the itty-bitty baby calico at the top of the heap? Here she (Gadget... named after her mama) is today...
They grow up so fast! *small tear in eye*
I'm not tagging anyone, so feel free to play if you wanna!
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