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Sunday, May 10, 2009

Happy Mathers Day Rhonda Family!

If I could only get it to look like that again!Several years ago, shortly after we moved here, Mothers Day was celebrated with our daughter at a Teppan dinner house. I love Japanese food, and love the atmosphere of Teppan style cooking.

At the end of the meal, the wait staff took our picture and presented me with a paperframed photo with the caption... Happy Mathers Day Rhonda Family! We've laughed about it ever since.

So why am I weeping this morning? I don't have any right to. I received yellow tulips from my hubby on Friday (so I would have them in the house for our house-guests on Saturday), and on Saturday I received a gorgeous bouquet of red roses from Marshall and Lara. Tonight I will go to the "in-laws'" house to have dinner with Ingrid and family.

Part of why I'm weeping is my heart breaks for Lara this Mothers Day. Empty arms instead of a card and kisses are really hard to bear when, all around you, mothers are being feted.

And I ache for Britany who really would like the family to be their own little family. I truly hope that God's hand will clearly be shown - perhaps even the influence of a daughter on her mother and father during this time.

And I'm being selfish, because neither son and family are here. And because not even my hubby said Happy Mothers Day this morning until he saw me weeping over my latte. And because the mothers had to plan their own dinner... I should really do the honorable thing and just bite my tongue on that one, but this is my blog, right?

I had better make a plan for Fathers Day. I don't want him to have to plan his own dinner; that is, unless he really wants to. Nah, barbecue somewhere with the family in the evening after sloppy joes for lunch- that's the plan!

There's a big difference between self-sacrificing and martyr. Which will I be today?

Saturday, May 09, 2009

Gonna Wing It

Our friends, the Wingers, are coming to visit this afternoon. I haven't seen them in years. They were very close friends when we lived in northern California, and he was our family dentist. Jacque is a gem.

We left northern CA the last time in 1991. Seems like yesterday, but I'm sporting more gray, a set of progressive bifocals, and a whole lot more pounds. Now, I ask you, are you embarrassed to see people you haven't seen in a long time? Am I the only one?

And then there's the house. We have never, and I mean never, made a killing in the real estate market. Every time we move, we start at ground zero. Need I tell you what a successful dentist who rides the market has in the foothills? Gorgeous. Now I'm in the coveting category as well as the slippery slope of having my husband feel like he hasn't provided. We do well, mind you. I'm proud of my hubby and thankful for all God has blessed us with over the years. But we've also made some bad decisions financially. 'nuff said.

Which leads me to this afternoon. Lord, protect me from apologizing for my home. Put me aside and grant me the spirit of hospitality.

It is what it is. We are what we are. We're gonna wing it.

Monday, May 04, 2009

Good Beginnings = Good Reads?

Wendy Lawton asked her readers to mention a lead-in line to a novel that really grabbed their attention. You know, I've heard that when novelists are awarded, the only clue as to who is getting the award is the reading of that first line in the book.

It has to grab you.

I personally like Snoopy's intro line: It was a dark and stormy night... followed by some random jumbled thoughts. Which, I might add, works for Snoopy.

I've actually thought about intro lines quite a bit. Leading the reader to the next paragraph, the next chapter, the next book.

So ... It was a dark and stormy night ...

Don't hold your breath.

Friday, May 01, 2009

Cross over the Moon

Oh, Lord, quickly come. That's the answer for current believers. But our children and grandchildren are inheriting a world of which we can only imagine. We've succumbed to the zero population rhetoric of the 60s. Please watch this video, and take it into consideration for evangelization and for child-bearing. Rather sobering.