Each of us has things we do well, and things we don't. You might be good at foreign languages, but struggle in math. Or you are an excellent chef, but spelling confounds you. Or perhaps you can draw with great detail, but can't navigate to the corner store. That seems to be the way life runs; we are given great talents by our Creator, and those things are wonderful. Unfortunately, if we aren't gifted with something, it can continue to be a struggle.
I seem to be gifted with writing, and baking. At least I love to bake, and most of my creations come out tasting pretty good. Along with a few other dry areas, (math, navigation) I seem to have a complete empty area in my brain that covers buying shampoo. It's such a simple thing, right? Head to the store, stroll to the hair dept, and pick up a bottle marked shampoo. Pay for it, and you're done. Except every time, I pick up conditioner, as evidenced by the 4 bottles of conditioner in my shower, and no shampoo. Including the new bottle I picked up yesterday that wouldn't lather in my hair, because it was not shampoo.
If you aren't born with a natural talent for something, you can still work really hard and learn the skill. It just doesn't come as easy as someone with an inborn talent. I suppose I will have to work really hard to make sure I come home with shampoo from now on, and not conditioner once again. Or the stores could help in this department. They could put shampoo on one side of the aisle, and conditioner on the other, rather than buddying them up on the same shelf. Most stores do that for cat and dog food already.
Whether a certain skill comes to us easily (say writing) or not (playing the violin), we can still aspire towards these activities, and keep ourselves motivated to learn, and reach towards those stars. Even if it is something as simple as buying shampoo.
God Bless,
Chela
Thursday, December 12, 2013
Friday, November 22, 2013
I Can't Sleep!
There’s a cat at my feet, so I can’t stretch out.
There’s a cat on my pillow that won’t leave me alone.
If I don’t pet her, she licks me, or purrs in my ear. I can’t sleep if someone is watching me.
This cat on my pillow is staring at me, and won’t go away. I want to stretch out, but this cat at my feet is everywhere,
and won’t let me move.
This cat on my pillow takes up all the room.
There is nowhere left for my head or my hands. She scratches me if I try to make room. I want sleep, morning comes
early. This cat wants petting and attention.
I’m moving to the couch. The dog is stretched out on the couch.
I can’t sleep!
There’s a cat on my pillow that won’t leave me alone.
If I don’t pet her, she licks me, or purrs in my ear. I can’t sleep if someone is watching me.
This cat on my pillow is staring at me, and won’t go away. I want to stretch out, but this cat at my feet is everywhere,
and won’t let me move.
This cat on my pillow takes up all the room.
There is nowhere left for my head or my hands. She scratches me if I try to make room. I want sleep, morning comes
early. This cat wants petting and attention.
I’m moving to the couch. The dog is stretched out on the couch.
I can’t sleep!
Sunday, September 22, 2013
September
This has been swirling around in my head for the past few weeks, I just haven't taken the time to write. As it is nearing the end of September, (that went fast!) I figure I better get this down. Plus it will get it out of my head, and down here for you.
They say March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. Well, September came in like a ton of bricks. In the first 8 days of the month, my Grandma passed away, my daughter left for college, and my husband retired from the military. Wow!
It seems a lot like several endings in the time span of a week. But then again, these could be seen as beginnings. The beginning of our grieving for our beloved Grandma, and the beginning of her new life in Heaven. Although we hurt, and miss her so much, we know she is dancing in Heaven, and no longer hurting here on Earth. All of her stress and sufferings are gone, and only happiness remains with Our Lord Jesus.
It was emotional when my daughter left for college, she is such a bright spot around the house. Yet when all your child talks about is college, when you see a new light her eyes when she talks about it, you know that is where she belongs. I saw the same thing in her brother when he went off to college. Just like the movie "Finding Nemo", the sea turtle is talking to Marlin about letting his son grow up. The turtle says, "When they know, you'll know. You know?"
Although I miss her a lot, I know she is happy. I can hear it in her voice every time she calls home. The new friends she is making, her instructors, her volunteer work, the flooded bathrooms, falling out of the hammock, her search for a church, everything. She is so very ecstatically happy. It's a great feeling knowing how hard she worked to be accepted (really, she was a shoe in) and how she is now living her dream. We can see how Jesus is working in her life, and we're excited to see the plans He has for her. 'For I have a plan for you, says the Lord, a plan to prosper and not harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.' Jeremiah 29:11
My husband retiring from the military was really uncharted territory for us. We've been married for 23 years, and he's been in the United States Air Force for 25. So it's been a part of our lives from the beginning. The kids and I had no idea what to expect at the ceremony, but it went very well. Professional and formal, yet personal as well. Then just like that, the military experience is over. No more packing the truck with uniforms, boots, briefcase, hat, his 50 lb drag bag, etc. No more 2 week annual tours the week of your child's graduation that are actually 3 weeks. No more threat of deployment. It is really strange. On one hand, I'm glad he is done, I was tired of the military duty every month. But on the other hand, it's kind of like saying goodbye to an old friend. However my husband has been home so much more since he retired, and I've noticed his stress level has decreased, so I can see it's a good thing.
Through all of this, I know Jesus has been holding our family in His hands, giving us comfort and guidance. We have felt the prayers of others, and His Loving Arms around us. And for these, we are grateful. Thank You Jesus for these new beginnings in life. I love You, Amen
They say March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. Well, September came in like a ton of bricks. In the first 8 days of the month, my Grandma passed away, my daughter left for college, and my husband retired from the military. Wow!
It seems a lot like several endings in the time span of a week. But then again, these could be seen as beginnings. The beginning of our grieving for our beloved Grandma, and the beginning of her new life in Heaven. Although we hurt, and miss her so much, we know she is dancing in Heaven, and no longer hurting here on Earth. All of her stress and sufferings are gone, and only happiness remains with Our Lord Jesus.
It was emotional when my daughter left for college, she is such a bright spot around the house. Yet when all your child talks about is college, when you see a new light her eyes when she talks about it, you know that is where she belongs. I saw the same thing in her brother when he went off to college. Just like the movie "Finding Nemo", the sea turtle is talking to Marlin about letting his son grow up. The turtle says, "When they know, you'll know. You know?"
Although I miss her a lot, I know she is happy. I can hear it in her voice every time she calls home. The new friends she is making, her instructors, her volunteer work, the flooded bathrooms, falling out of the hammock, her search for a church, everything. She is so very ecstatically happy. It's a great feeling knowing how hard she worked to be accepted (really, she was a shoe in) and how she is now living her dream. We can see how Jesus is working in her life, and we're excited to see the plans He has for her. 'For I have a plan for you, says the Lord, a plan to prosper and not harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.' Jeremiah 29:11
My husband retiring from the military was really uncharted territory for us. We've been married for 23 years, and he's been in the United States Air Force for 25. So it's been a part of our lives from the beginning. The kids and I had no idea what to expect at the ceremony, but it went very well. Professional and formal, yet personal as well. Then just like that, the military experience is over. No more packing the truck with uniforms, boots, briefcase, hat, his 50 lb drag bag, etc. No more 2 week annual tours the week of your child's graduation that are actually 3 weeks. No more threat of deployment. It is really strange. On one hand, I'm glad he is done, I was tired of the military duty every month. But on the other hand, it's kind of like saying goodbye to an old friend. However my husband has been home so much more since he retired, and I've noticed his stress level has decreased, so I can see it's a good thing.
Through all of this, I know Jesus has been holding our family in His hands, giving us comfort and guidance. We have felt the prayers of others, and His Loving Arms around us. And for these, we are grateful. Thank You Jesus for these new beginnings in life. I love You, Amen
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
FL fun
Hi Jasey Rae,
We recently had a wonderful time down in FL celebrating your Grandpa's retirement after 25 years in the Air Force. Your parents brought you down, and a lot of family were honored to meet you. They traveled all the way down from Wisconsin! You had a great time visiting with everyone, and getting into the usual trouble.
You are fascinated with tags right now. Tags of any kind, on anything. In this particular instance, you were playing with a tag on a beach towel. As you played with it, the tag broke off the towel. You closed it up in your little fist, and sat up, preparing to eat that little treasure. Thank goodness I was watching you and saw what your little plan was before you choked.
At home, you've come up with a little attention getting behavior. It's cute at home on your very soft carpet. It's not so cute on a wooden boardwalk at the creek. You sit up, then suddenly fling yourself backwards onto the floor. You ended up with a sore noggin that day, poor baby.
More than anything else, you love to put things in your mouth. Anything your little fingers can grab. As proof of this, I offer these:
Your life jacket:
A water bottle. I bet the cold water was yummy, it was so hot out:
This was your favorite-a bag of Skittles:
Love you Jasey Rae
Love, Grandma
We recently had a wonderful time down in FL celebrating your Grandpa's retirement after 25 years in the Air Force. Your parents brought you down, and a lot of family were honored to meet you. They traveled all the way down from Wisconsin! You had a great time visiting with everyone, and getting into the usual trouble.
You are fascinated with tags right now. Tags of any kind, on anything. In this particular instance, you were playing with a tag on a beach towel. As you played with it, the tag broke off the towel. You closed it up in your little fist, and sat up, preparing to eat that little treasure. Thank goodness I was watching you and saw what your little plan was before you choked.
At home, you've come up with a little attention getting behavior. It's cute at home on your very soft carpet. It's not so cute on a wooden boardwalk at the creek. You sit up, then suddenly fling yourself backwards onto the floor. You ended up with a sore noggin that day, poor baby.
More than anything else, you love to put things in your mouth. Anything your little fingers can grab. As proof of this, I offer these:
Your life jacket:
A water bottle. I bet the cold water was yummy, it was so hot out:
This was your favorite-a bag of Skittles:
Love you Jasey Rae
Love, Grandma
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Remembering....
I lost my Grandma today. It's been a very long, exhausting day for me, and I'm sure for all of us. I am so conflicted in my feelings. On one hand, I feel relief that she is no longer suffering and unhappy. But on the other hand, she is my Grandma, and I want her here with me. She's my pillar, and pillars are supposed to be here forever. She's always been there for me...for everyone. She's always been in her beautiful house, with the same phone number and everything.
Grandma had a pool put in her backyard. It wasn't a big pool, and only 5 feet deep, but so many of my memories with her revolve around that pool. How she always said she shouldn't have had it put in, because it was too small. But we all loved it. My nieces and nephews all learned to swim in that pool, and I spent hours upon hours in there. Grandma would be out there on the deck, or inside watching her soaps. especially "All My Children." Sometimes she'd join me in the pool in her pretty once piece suits. The big rule that you never hop over from the spa to the pool, but get out and go around. I'm sure all of us remember that one. Grandma would make everyone sandwiches, then since I couldn't eat bread, she'd bring me lunch meat and cheese, rolled up with a toothpick in it. Always delivered with a smile.
We'd go everywhere together-out to eat, farmer's markets, Table Mountain, the family cabin, Castro Valley to see Aunt Betty. Sigh. She is in Heaven as well, and I'm sure that was a beautiful reunion to see. I remember in restaurants waiting for our food, Grandma would eavesdrop on surrounding tables. She'd take a pen and paper out of her purse, (she always carried a large purse) and secretly write me notes about them. Such as; that man has a toupee, or that couple is divorced, and discussing custody of the kids. It sure passed time while we had nothing better to do.
One day Grandma picked me up early from school because I was really sick. After the dr, she took me out for ice cream. This particular place gave you a huge helping of ice cream, plus about that much more to take home. I eagerly took a bite, (I love ice cream), to find it tasted terrible! Imagine....ice cream tasting awful. At the time I didn't know why it was so bad, was it because I was so sick? Later I found out Grandma had ordered me a malt. I've never forgotten that.
More than spoiling me, Grandma loved to dance. Come heck or high water, she was going dancing. Square dance, ballroom. She loved to dance. Twice widowed, she had a very hard time finding a partner. The war had made a large impact in the number of available men, and quite a few of the remaining ones were married. Still, she continued to dance, performed for exhibitions and fundraisers, even taught at a dancing school for a time. She had beautiful dresses and bloomers (?) to wear under them to make them poof out. I can still see her smile when she was all dressed up. Dancing was her life, and she had a lot of friends through it.
I have so many wonderful memories of my Grandma. We used to talk so much, then after I moved across country, we talked by email. We'd send long emails about life, our hopes and dreams, her dancing, my Grandpa, who I never was graced to meet..everything. Jesus, thank You for the years we had Grandma with us. She was such a big part of our lives, and we all have such wonderful memories of her. I have to mention the time she was making a cake, and her kids were bugging her for tastes of the batter. She set the bowl down, gave the kids spoons, and told them to have at it. They ate the whole bowl. One of her favorite stories to tell. Welcome her with open arms, Father, and show her the dance floor with Grandpa AK. Please comfort our hearts, as we grieve and remember down here. I love You Father, and I love my Grandma. Amen.
Grandma had a pool put in her backyard. It wasn't a big pool, and only 5 feet deep, but so many of my memories with her revolve around that pool. How she always said she shouldn't have had it put in, because it was too small. But we all loved it. My nieces and nephews all learned to swim in that pool, and I spent hours upon hours in there. Grandma would be out there on the deck, or inside watching her soaps. especially "All My Children." Sometimes she'd join me in the pool in her pretty once piece suits. The big rule that you never hop over from the spa to the pool, but get out and go around. I'm sure all of us remember that one. Grandma would make everyone sandwiches, then since I couldn't eat bread, she'd bring me lunch meat and cheese, rolled up with a toothpick in it. Always delivered with a smile.
We'd go everywhere together-out to eat, farmer's markets, Table Mountain, the family cabin, Castro Valley to see Aunt Betty. Sigh. She is in Heaven as well, and I'm sure that was a beautiful reunion to see. I remember in restaurants waiting for our food, Grandma would eavesdrop on surrounding tables. She'd take a pen and paper out of her purse, (she always carried a large purse) and secretly write me notes about them. Such as; that man has a toupee, or that couple is divorced, and discussing custody of the kids. It sure passed time while we had nothing better to do.
One day Grandma picked me up early from school because I was really sick. After the dr, she took me out for ice cream. This particular place gave you a huge helping of ice cream, plus about that much more to take home. I eagerly took a bite, (I love ice cream), to find it tasted terrible! Imagine....ice cream tasting awful. At the time I didn't know why it was so bad, was it because I was so sick? Later I found out Grandma had ordered me a malt. I've never forgotten that.
More than spoiling me, Grandma loved to dance. Come heck or high water, she was going dancing. Square dance, ballroom. She loved to dance. Twice widowed, she had a very hard time finding a partner. The war had made a large impact in the number of available men, and quite a few of the remaining ones were married. Still, she continued to dance, performed for exhibitions and fundraisers, even taught at a dancing school for a time. She had beautiful dresses and bloomers (?) to wear under them to make them poof out. I can still see her smile when she was all dressed up. Dancing was her life, and she had a lot of friends through it.
I have so many wonderful memories of my Grandma. We used to talk so much, then after I moved across country, we talked by email. We'd send long emails about life, our hopes and dreams, her dancing, my Grandpa, who I never was graced to meet..everything. Jesus, thank You for the years we had Grandma with us. She was such a big part of our lives, and we all have such wonderful memories of her. I have to mention the time she was making a cake, and her kids were bugging her for tastes of the batter. She set the bowl down, gave the kids spoons, and told them to have at it. They ate the whole bowl. One of her favorite stories to tell. Welcome her with open arms, Father, and show her the dance floor with Grandpa AK. Please comfort our hearts, as we grieve and remember down here. I love You Father, and I love my Grandma. Amen.
Monday, August 19, 2013
Jasey Rae
Hi Jasey Rae, it's Grandma again. Gosh I love you so much, you are just a sparkle in my eye, and a smile in my heart. I can't believe you are almost 6 months old already. Six months since your daddy called to tell me you were here. It doesn't seem like that much time has passed.
You've gone from a helpless newborn to a little lady who knows what she wants! You can scoot to what you want, roll over, sit up, and now pull to a stand. Oh and the talking! You babble and babble, especially first thing in the morning. One day I heard you talking, and went to get you out of the crib so mom and dad could have some more rest. You beamed up at me with the biggest smile I've ever seen. Then you wanted to say good morning to Daddy.
I had a wonderful time on my birthday with you and your parents. I could think of no better way to celebrate my special day than with my precious little granddaughter. You are getting so big, and every time I see you, you've grown so much in size and skills. One evening while I was there, Daddy went to rub some stuff on your gums to help with your teething. Suddenly he shrieked in surprise, "She has a tooth!" Oh we were so excited and happy for your first tooth!! Just after that, you cut another one. No more toothless smiles for you my sweetie.
I'm so excited for all the stuff we can do together! One day I was in a store, and a lady was talking on her cell phone to her grand daughter. I'm not sure how old she was, but apparently the child was going on a trip. Listening to her, I realized one day I can talk to you on the phone! I'm so excited!!! We can go out for ice cream, (your dad took me for ice cream on my birthday), ride a merry go round, go to children's museums....I can't wait!!
You have to hear about the Fernbank museum. I took your uncles Matt and Josh, and your auntie Angie when we visited last. They have lots of stuff about Georgia history, and animals, but the best part was the kids floor! A huge area devoted just to you. They have a pretend river that actually splashes, a tree house, a suspension bridge, a sunken shrimp boat, microscopes that display on screens, slides, so much kid stuff!! We have to go there when you get a bit bigger. It was so much fun!!
I don't get up to see you as much as I would like, but do know I think of you every day, and my heart just swells with love. We talk about you all the time. I'd heard that grandchildren are even more special than your own children, but until you have one, you don't understand.
Oh, about that frowny face picture of you in your high chair. You had just gotten a high chair, and this was the first or second time you'd been in it. You were so excited, because it gave you such a different view of things, plus your chair means food! (who doesn't love that) So you were smiling and babbling...until Auntie Angie took your picture. You did not like the flash at all, and she ended up with a picture of a precious little frown. LOL
Love you much sweetie, you're a precious little doll.
Love, Grandma
You've gone from a helpless newborn to a little lady who knows what she wants! You can scoot to what you want, roll over, sit up, and now pull to a stand. Oh and the talking! You babble and babble, especially first thing in the morning. One day I heard you talking, and went to get you out of the crib so mom and dad could have some more rest. You beamed up at me with the biggest smile I've ever seen. Then you wanted to say good morning to Daddy.
I had a wonderful time on my birthday with you and your parents. I could think of no better way to celebrate my special day than with my precious little granddaughter. You are getting so big, and every time I see you, you've grown so much in size and skills. One evening while I was there, Daddy went to rub some stuff on your gums to help with your teething. Suddenly he shrieked in surprise, "She has a tooth!" Oh we were so excited and happy for your first tooth!! Just after that, you cut another one. No more toothless smiles for you my sweetie.
I'm so excited for all the stuff we can do together! One day I was in a store, and a lady was talking on her cell phone to her grand daughter. I'm not sure how old she was, but apparently the child was going on a trip. Listening to her, I realized one day I can talk to you on the phone! I'm so excited!!! We can go out for ice cream, (your dad took me for ice cream on my birthday), ride a merry go round, go to children's museums....I can't wait!!
You have to hear about the Fernbank museum. I took your uncles Matt and Josh, and your auntie Angie when we visited last. They have lots of stuff about Georgia history, and animals, but the best part was the kids floor! A huge area devoted just to you. They have a pretend river that actually splashes, a tree house, a suspension bridge, a sunken shrimp boat, microscopes that display on screens, slides, so much kid stuff!! We have to go there when you get a bit bigger. It was so much fun!!
I don't get up to see you as much as I would like, but do know I think of you every day, and my heart just swells with love. We talk about you all the time. I'd heard that grandchildren are even more special than your own children, but until you have one, you don't understand.
Oh, about that frowny face picture of you in your high chair. You had just gotten a high chair, and this was the first or second time you'd been in it. You were so excited, because it gave you such a different view of things, plus your chair means food! (who doesn't love that) So you were smiling and babbling...until Auntie Angie took your picture. You did not like the flash at all, and she ended up with a picture of a precious little frown. LOL
Love you much sweetie, you're a precious little doll.
Love, Grandma
Monday, August 12, 2013
Wilma
Here are a couple of pictures of our nosy, fun ostrich Wilma. She continues to snoop on our rides, and check our tourists for munchies. In the movie "Night at the Museum", poor night guard Larry is tormented by a capuchin monkey named Dexter. When the museum comes alive during the night, the monkey urinates on Larry and bites his nose. The following morning, Larry is tagging along on a museum tour when the guide talks about all the great attributes of capuchin monkeys. Larry replies, "Yeah, he's a real barrel of laughs."
That's pretty much feel about Wilma. She's a lot of fun, but on the other hand, more work for the guides. We have to worry about her escaping, biting our guests, she's just a mess. Still, she is the highlight of my day. So...without further ado, here is Wilma!
Another shot of Wilma, with her mate Fred in the background:
God Bless,
Chela
That's pretty much feel about Wilma. She's a lot of fun, but on the other hand, more work for the guides. We have to worry about her escaping, biting our guests, she's just a mess. Still, she is the highlight of my day. So...without further ado, here is Wilma!
Another shot of Wilma, with her mate Fred in the background:
God Bless,
Chela
Friday, August 9, 2013
random pictures
DD is training for a 5K in a couple of weeks, so she's been running with her dog Sweet Pea every morning. I've accompanied them the past couple of days, with my dog Reno. He's up there in years, (13) and has no legs to speak of, so we just putter at a walk. Today I brought the camera, and shot some pictures while DD ran. Enjoy!
There they go, heading out for 3 miles!!
What a pretty butterfly!!
Look how tall the corn has grown
Pretty crape myrtle
The dew is still on these leaves
They're back, and someone is off leash! I'm impressed.
Someone is hot and tired!
There they go, heading out for 3 miles!!
What a pretty butterfly!!
Look how tall the corn has grown
Pretty crape myrtle
The dew is still on these leaves
They're back, and someone is off leash! I'm impressed.
Someone is hot and tired!
Monday, August 5, 2013
Fun with Ostriches
What a day I had at work! While most people have to deal with grouchy bosses, grouchy customers, or difficult co-workers, how many have to deal with cantankerous ostriches? Perhaps that fits into the difficult co-workers file?
My position at work calls for me to open the gate to the Veldt exhibit, and let the trailer through. I also have to make sure nothing escapes while the gates are open. Then of course I close the gates and load up on the trailer to continue our ride. For a year now, this has proceeded without incident. Then came Saturday.
I had been warned to watch out for Wilma, our female ostrich. She had been trying to escape when the gates were open. The other guides had to be quite creative in distracting her to let the trailer through. So here goes...we load up the trailer, and head out to the Veldt. As we approach the gate, I see a pair of huge ostrich feet peeking out under the gate. (Really, think Big Bird from Sesame Street)
Wilma likes to peck the lock and try to open the gate herself. Ostriches are a bit smarter than you might think. We used to just hook the chain with a carabiner, but not anymore. Now we have a large padlock keeping her behind the fence, and this is where the trouble started. I had a bit of trouble with the lock, so my co-worker came to help me. As she fussed with the padlock, Wilma pecked her hand through the fence.
We finally get the lock open, and to Wilma's mind, this means 'Freedom!'. We managed to drive our trailer through before Wilma saw her chance. She approached the gate area with full intentions of heading straight through it. I made myself big, and very firmly told her "no" and to "go away", hoping she'd go investigate the trailer. But like I said, ostriches are rather smart, and she wasn't going for it.
My co-worker said, "C, you have to shove her!"
"No way!" was my reply. So here I am with my arms up in the air, yelling at this huge bird to get away from me. In reply, this 9 foot tall, 300 lb bird is snapping her sizeable beak in my face.
Again, my co-worker tells me, "You have to shove her!" Again, I didn't want to do it. What is this bird going to do if I put my hands on her? She's so much bigger than I am! Finally I realized my partner was right. I had no choice, it was either shove this bird, or we'd have an animal escape. I just couldn't have that under my watch. So I plucked up my courage, firmly placed both hands on her, and shoved.
What happened? She moved with the pressure, and quickly walked away. I did it! I hustled over to close the gate, and hopped back on the trailer to continue with our guide. In case you're wondering, Wilma felt like a big pile of feathers. That's all I felt-feathers. Of course I only had my hands on her a few seconds. But it was long enough to move her. And you know what? Next time I won't hesitate. I know what needs to be done, and how to do it. I am also aware of how Wilma is likely to react. All of which makes me feel more confident in dealing with her. Just another day on the job! LOL
We had a problem the same day with Wilma pecking our guests on the ride. At first I was trying to weasel in between people and push her away, but after a few rides, I realized something. Those getting pecked were cocky young men who were asking for it. Really-when everyone else is moving to the center of the trailer, and these guys are sitting close to the ostrich, and putting an arm out for her, they are asking for it. So my co-worker and I decided not to discourage Wilma from visiting the trailer. We'd warn everyone she bites, (and goes for any shiny thing-jewelry, cell phones, cameras, etc.) but if you then proceed to get bitten, you're on your own.
Now I suppose I can put ostrich wrangler on my resume. The things you learn working at a zoo!!
God Bless, Chela
My position at work calls for me to open the gate to the Veldt exhibit, and let the trailer through. I also have to make sure nothing escapes while the gates are open. Then of course I close the gates and load up on the trailer to continue our ride. For a year now, this has proceeded without incident. Then came Saturday.
I had been warned to watch out for Wilma, our female ostrich. She had been trying to escape when the gates were open. The other guides had to be quite creative in distracting her to let the trailer through. So here goes...we load up the trailer, and head out to the Veldt. As we approach the gate, I see a pair of huge ostrich feet peeking out under the gate. (Really, think Big Bird from Sesame Street)
Wilma likes to peck the lock and try to open the gate herself. Ostriches are a bit smarter than you might think. We used to just hook the chain with a carabiner, but not anymore. Now we have a large padlock keeping her behind the fence, and this is where the trouble started. I had a bit of trouble with the lock, so my co-worker came to help me. As she fussed with the padlock, Wilma pecked her hand through the fence.
We finally get the lock open, and to Wilma's mind, this means 'Freedom!'. We managed to drive our trailer through before Wilma saw her chance. She approached the gate area with full intentions of heading straight through it. I made myself big, and very firmly told her "no" and to "go away", hoping she'd go investigate the trailer. But like I said, ostriches are rather smart, and she wasn't going for it.
My co-worker said, "C, you have to shove her!"
"No way!" was my reply. So here I am with my arms up in the air, yelling at this huge bird to get away from me. In reply, this 9 foot tall, 300 lb bird is snapping her sizeable beak in my face.
Again, my co-worker tells me, "You have to shove her!" Again, I didn't want to do it. What is this bird going to do if I put my hands on her? She's so much bigger than I am! Finally I realized my partner was right. I had no choice, it was either shove this bird, or we'd have an animal escape. I just couldn't have that under my watch. So I plucked up my courage, firmly placed both hands on her, and shoved.
What happened? She moved with the pressure, and quickly walked away. I did it! I hustled over to close the gate, and hopped back on the trailer to continue with our guide. In case you're wondering, Wilma felt like a big pile of feathers. That's all I felt-feathers. Of course I only had my hands on her a few seconds. But it was long enough to move her. And you know what? Next time I won't hesitate. I know what needs to be done, and how to do it. I am also aware of how Wilma is likely to react. All of which makes me feel more confident in dealing with her. Just another day on the job! LOL
We had a problem the same day with Wilma pecking our guests on the ride. At first I was trying to weasel in between people and push her away, but after a few rides, I realized something. Those getting pecked were cocky young men who were asking for it. Really-when everyone else is moving to the center of the trailer, and these guys are sitting close to the ostrich, and putting an arm out for her, they are asking for it. So my co-worker and I decided not to discourage Wilma from visiting the trailer. We'd warn everyone she bites, (and goes for any shiny thing-jewelry, cell phones, cameras, etc.) but if you then proceed to get bitten, you're on your own.
Now I suppose I can put ostrich wrangler on my resume. The things you learn working at a zoo!!
God Bless, Chela
Sunday, July 21, 2013
I am sorry to say, your blogger friend is an idiot. Yes, it's true, and unfortunately, it is time you knew this. Oh you've been following my blog, and perhaps thought my writings to be clever or well written. Maybe in just this one area, I can be on occasion, although I really give the Glory to my Heavenly Father, who is responsible for this talent. Yet in other areas, like my job,I can be a hopeless idiot.
I was scheduled to work Sunday, and as we are in the Bible belt, we start late on this day. So I got up, and let everyone else shower, and prepare for church. I left, fueled up my car, and headed out. Clocking in, I notice I'm right on time, 11:30. Great!! I head down to the parking area, thinking about all the things I need to do to get started. Hit the trailer canopy to release water puddles, check the CD player, hook the key to my pants.
As I approach parking, I see the trailer, but it's absolutely full, and everyone has expensive cameras. What the heck? I rush to park the car, and jump on the trailer. I can't talk to my partner until we arrive at the Veldt gate. As I pass by to unlock the gate, I quietly ask him if I am late. Yes, I was
supposed to be there an hour ago. Yeah, at 10:30. I'm such an idiot!
No idea why I thought 11:30. I mean I've been on this job for nearly a year, you'd think I'd know what time to be there by now. I've always been so careful about showing up on time, stressing myself out one day when I was 8 minutes late. Then I happily show up 60 minutes late, all smiles that I'm on time.
Your prayers are welcome for this poor blogger, that she gets a clue and can pull herself together.
God Bless,
Chela
I was scheduled to work Sunday, and as we are in the Bible belt, we start late on this day. So I got up, and let everyone else shower, and prepare for church. I left, fueled up my car, and headed out. Clocking in, I notice I'm right on time, 11:30. Great!! I head down to the parking area, thinking about all the things I need to do to get started. Hit the trailer canopy to release water puddles, check the CD player, hook the key to my pants.
As I approach parking, I see the trailer, but it's absolutely full, and everyone has expensive cameras. What the heck? I rush to park the car, and jump on the trailer. I can't talk to my partner until we arrive at the Veldt gate. As I pass by to unlock the gate, I quietly ask him if I am late. Yes, I was
supposed to be there an hour ago. Yeah, at 10:30. I'm such an idiot!
No idea why I thought 11:30. I mean I've been on this job for nearly a year, you'd think I'd know what time to be there by now. I've always been so careful about showing up on time, stressing myself out one day when I was 8 minutes late. Then I happily show up 60 minutes late, all smiles that I'm on time.
Your prayers are welcome for this poor blogger, that she gets a clue and can pull herself together.
God Bless,
Chela
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Believe...or not
I had a meeting yesterday evening for the volunteer aspect of my zoo work. We went over relevant information, made some decisions as a group, and had a good time. Afterwards, we were heading out to the Veldt to see the new baby Wildebeest. My friend K came up to me, and mentioned that she would like to start going to church with us. She is Catholic also, but life has been getting in the way, and she hasn't been able to attend Mass. I was so excited!!
We chatted for a bit, then loaded up into the van. Once seated, my friend H turned to one of the other volunteers, and asked him about the "group" he was talking about in the meeting. This man, we'll call him D, (forgot his name) had talked a lot about how his group ran meetings, and all the community service they had done. Not the kind handed down by a judge, the out of the goodness of your heart service. Cleaning up the river, helping with marathons, etc.
Anyway, so H asks D what kind of group with which he is involved. The answer completely stopped me in my tracks; "Atheists of______town and _____state." Oh my! H handled it very well, probably better than I would have. He just said, "Oh", and went on about his business.
An atheist. Hmmm...so he doesn't believe in Jesus, or God, or any higher power. I just can't fathom living that way. How do you celebrate Christmas or Easter? Is it just Santa and the Easter bunny to you then? What about the birth of a baby? To see a new life enter the world totally proves the existence of God. What about when someone dies? Is that the end, is there no life beyond this world? What about a garden; watching a flower bloom, or a watermelon grow? How do my Portulaca flowers know to open in the morning, then close in the afternoon?
I could go on and on, but my point is, I find it impossible to deny the existence of God. My entire life, Jesus has been by my side, my best friend, my Lord and Savior. We've walked together, talked, He's held me while I cried, we've celebrated, and He's heard my frustration and grief. The Bible tells us how much Jesus loves us, and what He gave up for our salvation-He willingly went to the Cross in my place for the sins I've committed. Then He rose again from the grave to give me the promise of eternal life in Heaven. Not just me, but for anyone who believes.
"For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have everlasting life." John 3:16
As for going to see the baby Wildebeest; well...it didn't quite work out for us. My boss got the van out on the Veldt, and managed to get it stuck fast in the mud! LOL The group split up, and about half of us walked, the rest rode in a truck that came to get us. A memorable evening for sure!
God Bless,
Chela
We chatted for a bit, then loaded up into the van. Once seated, my friend H turned to one of the other volunteers, and asked him about the "group" he was talking about in the meeting. This man, we'll call him D, (forgot his name) had talked a lot about how his group ran meetings, and all the community service they had done. Not the kind handed down by a judge, the out of the goodness of your heart service. Cleaning up the river, helping with marathons, etc.
Anyway, so H asks D what kind of group with which he is involved. The answer completely stopped me in my tracks; "Atheists of______town and _____state." Oh my! H handled it very well, probably better than I would have. He just said, "Oh", and went on about his business.
An atheist. Hmmm...so he doesn't believe in Jesus, or God, or any higher power. I just can't fathom living that way. How do you celebrate Christmas or Easter? Is it just Santa and the Easter bunny to you then? What about the birth of a baby? To see a new life enter the world totally proves the existence of God. What about when someone dies? Is that the end, is there no life beyond this world? What about a garden; watching a flower bloom, or a watermelon grow? How do my Portulaca flowers know to open in the morning, then close in the afternoon?
I could go on and on, but my point is, I find it impossible to deny the existence of God. My entire life, Jesus has been by my side, my best friend, my Lord and Savior. We've walked together, talked, He's held me while I cried, we've celebrated, and He's heard my frustration and grief. The Bible tells us how much Jesus loves us, and what He gave up for our salvation-He willingly went to the Cross in my place for the sins I've committed. Then He rose again from the grave to give me the promise of eternal life in Heaven. Not just me, but for anyone who believes.
"For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have everlasting life." John 3:16
As for going to see the baby Wildebeest; well...it didn't quite work out for us. My boss got the van out on the Veldt, and managed to get it stuck fast in the mud! LOL The group split up, and about half of us walked, the rest rode in a truck that came to get us. A memorable evening for sure!
God Bless,
Chela
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Riverquarium 2
Here are some more pictures from our visit:
This is a Black Capped Night Heron. He comes out at night to hunt insect and small birds. A very impressive bird.
I'm not sure what kind of fish this is, but he's cute! I heard a child say it was a black and white Nemo. :)
A Diamondback Terrapin, they live in the Southeastern US. So very beautiful!!
This fish completely creeped me out. He's a fish, yet he has primitive legs, and walks on land as well as in water. A Short Nose Bat Fish. To me, he looks like a frog/fish combo.
Finally, my little Bobwhite Quail friend. He was right up on the railing next to me. There were about six quail, and they were very friendly. :)
God Bless,
Chela
This is a Black Capped Night Heron. He comes out at night to hunt insect and small birds. A very impressive bird.
I'm not sure what kind of fish this is, but he's cute! I heard a child say it was a black and white Nemo. :)
A Diamondback Terrapin, they live in the Southeastern US. So very beautiful!!
This fish completely creeped me out. He's a fish, yet he has primitive legs, and walks on land as well as in water. A Short Nose Bat Fish. To me, he looks like a frog/fish combo.
Finally, my little Bobwhite Quail friend. He was right up on the railing next to me. There were about six quail, and they were very friendly. :)
God Bless,
Chela
Riverquarium Visit
We took a visit to the local aquarium yesterday, a perk of my husband's military service. Thank you to the Blue Star Families program, and my husband, for choosing to serve. We had a a great time, and here are some pics for you!!
This is a common snapping turtle. He is still dangerous, and grows to a very large size. Almost always found in water, or very close to it. Still not as big as this guy:
This is an alligator snapping turtle. You do not want to mess with him-he can easily break a broomstick with 1,000 lbs/square inch of bite power. This particular turtle is 75-80 years old, and easily 100 lbs.
This is an amphiuma-he's not an eel, he's a salamander!! He actually has two rudimentary feet for moving around, and can reach 45 inches. They are native to our area, not sure what I'll do if he ends up in our pool!
These fish are creepy-they don't have eyes! I think they live in caves.
Baby alligators! Some boys, being boys, were running their fingers along the glass, and the gators were trying to bite their fingers.
This is everything river! Fish, turtles, and alligators. Anyone up for swimming?
This is a common snapping turtle. He is still dangerous, and grows to a very large size. Almost always found in water, or very close to it. Still not as big as this guy:
This is an alligator snapping turtle. You do not want to mess with him-he can easily break a broomstick with 1,000 lbs/square inch of bite power. This particular turtle is 75-80 years old, and easily 100 lbs.
This is an amphiuma-he's not an eel, he's a salamander!! He actually has two rudimentary feet for moving around, and can reach 45 inches. They are native to our area, not sure what I'll do if he ends up in our pool!
These fish are creepy-they don't have eyes! I think they live in caves.
Baby alligators! Some boys, being boys, were running their fingers along the glass, and the gators were trying to bite their fingers.
This is everything river! Fish, turtles, and alligators. Anyone up for swimming?
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Personal S P A C E
I've met a few interesting characters this month. As the saying goes, it takes all kinds to make the world go around. Some people you like the minute you meet, and some you wouldn't want to run into again. Yet others you warm up to over time. The characters I ran into lately have fallen into the never meet again category.
At our town's May Day festival, I was perusing the vendor booths while I waited for the parade to start. In the rain no less, but I guess that doesn't pertain to the story. I digress. As I am looking over desserts at one booth, a lady runs up and asks if I remember her. No, so she introduced herself. She used to be a neighbor of mine, but it's been years since I've seen her. She's now married with two children. Before I can say anything, she launches into a diatribe about how hard it is to be a stay at home mom. She included her schedule, and her child's disability in there as well. I felt like I was under attack, and I hadn't said anything!
Fast forward to my daughter's graduation. The ceremony was very professional, and enjoyable. DD was properly graduated and turned her tassel, then the ceremony dismissed. With 146 graduates, plus friends and family outside, it was complete chaos, and we couldn't find dd. We were standing around waiting for her when this small child runs up and grabs my rear! At first, I thought; okay, he was just running and I was in his way, so he grabbed me rather than crash. The second time I wasn't quite as accommodating, and spend the rest of the time standing up against a brick wall.
Fast forward again to church last Sunday. We went to a church we don't normally attend, because they were honoring graduates, dd included. The pastor asked the graduates and parents to stand before the congregation at the end of the service, so everyone could see us. Ladies came up and started hugging on me, telling me they were so proud of dd, or they didn't know I was her mom. (what do you say to that?) One lady, with a very ample bosom (to be polite here) came up and wrapped her arms around me, and proceeded to well....not keep that ample bosom to herself. Then she asked me how so and so was doing. She acted quite disappointed and put out when I commented she had the wrong person and I didn't know. Yes, I live on the same street, but that doesn't mean I am all up in her business. Especially when family members of the lady in question were just a few feet away.
So these snapshots lead me to the point of this post. I need personal s p a c e. Especially if I don't know you. An average person's personal space is 3 feet around him or her. Please don't invade this bubble! Feel free to approach and talk to me, ask if I remember you, or talk about something we may have in common. I do not want physical contact unless I know you, I love you, I miss you, one of us (or both) is about to die. Even then....
I hope this doesn't make me less of a Christian. Jesus told us to love our enemies, but did He specify allowing them to wallow all over us? Probably He did. After all, Jesus healed the woman who had suffered with bleeding for 12 years just because she had the faith to touch His garment, and believe she would be healed. Matthew 9:18-26
He also washed the disciples feet at the Last Supper, but that was with men he knew intimately. John 13:1-20. Who am I kidding, He knows all of us intimately! I am sorry, Father, for shunning Your sheep. You loved us all unconditionally and accepted us without reservation. Please instill in me the grace to be more understanding and accepting of your lambs. I love You Jesus!!
God Bless
Chela
At our town's May Day festival, I was perusing the vendor booths while I waited for the parade to start. In the rain no less, but I guess that doesn't pertain to the story. I digress. As I am looking over desserts at one booth, a lady runs up and asks if I remember her. No, so she introduced herself. She used to be a neighbor of mine, but it's been years since I've seen her. She's now married with two children. Before I can say anything, she launches into a diatribe about how hard it is to be a stay at home mom. She included her schedule, and her child's disability in there as well. I felt like I was under attack, and I hadn't said anything!
Fast forward to my daughter's graduation. The ceremony was very professional, and enjoyable. DD was properly graduated and turned her tassel, then the ceremony dismissed. With 146 graduates, plus friends and family outside, it was complete chaos, and we couldn't find dd. We were standing around waiting for her when this small child runs up and grabs my rear! At first, I thought; okay, he was just running and I was in his way, so he grabbed me rather than crash. The second time I wasn't quite as accommodating, and spend the rest of the time standing up against a brick wall.
Fast forward again to church last Sunday. We went to a church we don't normally attend, because they were honoring graduates, dd included. The pastor asked the graduates and parents to stand before the congregation at the end of the service, so everyone could see us. Ladies came up and started hugging on me, telling me they were so proud of dd, or they didn't know I was her mom. (what do you say to that?) One lady, with a very ample bosom (to be polite here) came up and wrapped her arms around me, and proceeded to well....not keep that ample bosom to herself. Then she asked me how so and so was doing. She acted quite disappointed and put out when I commented she had the wrong person and I didn't know. Yes, I live on the same street, but that doesn't mean I am all up in her business. Especially when family members of the lady in question were just a few feet away.
So these snapshots lead me to the point of this post. I need personal s p a c e. Especially if I don't know you. An average person's personal space is 3 feet around him or her. Please don't invade this bubble! Feel free to approach and talk to me, ask if I remember you, or talk about something we may have in common. I do not want physical contact unless I know you, I love you, I miss you, one of us (or both) is about to die. Even then....
I hope this doesn't make me less of a Christian. Jesus told us to love our enemies, but did He specify allowing them to wallow all over us? Probably He did. After all, Jesus healed the woman who had suffered with bleeding for 12 years just because she had the faith to touch His garment, and believe she would be healed. Matthew 9:18-26
He also washed the disciples feet at the Last Supper, but that was with men he knew intimately. John 13:1-20. Who am I kidding, He knows all of us intimately! I am sorry, Father, for shunning Your sheep. You loved us all unconditionally and accepted us without reservation. Please instill in me the grace to be more understanding and accepting of your lambs. I love You Jesus!!
God Bless
Chela
Friday, May 17, 2013
Catch-22
Everyone knows what a catch-22 is, right? A situation where you have two options, and you're in a pickle no matter which one you choose. For example, a catch 22 could be when your cat insists on having a litter box in your bathroom, (and you can't argue with this) but your ferret sees the box as this:
And then this:
Then this, of course:
I needed to clean this up, as company was expected. When I went in with my broom and dustpan, Allie joined me, and laid down in the dust pan. No cleaning up her playground please!!
God bless,
Chela
And then this:
Then this, of course:
I needed to clean this up, as company was expected. When I went in with my broom and dustpan, Allie joined me, and laid down in the dust pan. No cleaning up her playground please!!
God bless,
Chela
Sunday, May 12, 2013
Wilma
When I go over the rules for our Veldt tour at the zoo, I always tell people to put away any food or drink so the ostrich doesn't get sick. It's partly true, as our female ostrich Wilma tends to snoop pretty close to the trailer. More-so, it's just a cute way to present a rule to the public. After what happened today, it's completely relevant.
We had almost completed our tour, and were sitting just inside the gate, talking to our guests. I don't even remember the subject, we were just talking about something. Wilma has been hanging out around the gate lately, pacing back and forth. Even though I have to exit the trailer to open the gate, she never bothers me, keeping her distance. As we sat and talked, Wilma comes over to inspect the trailer. Then she gets closer, until she is within easy reaching distance of all of us.
Do you remember the children's game, "Duck Duck Goose"? Everyone sits in a circle, and the one who is "it" gets up and walks around, tapping the other players saying, "duck, duck, duck". Then they pick someone, say "Goose", and run. The goose has to try and beat the other child back to the seat. Well this is what Wilma started doing. Without the vocalizations, of course.
Wilma starts walking slowly around the trailer, looking at every person in turn. When she found a child, her "goose", she'd stick her head in the trailer; her beak actually on the seat. We had to move all the people sitting on one side of the trailer. It was really hilarious, and probably something they will never forget. In actuality, she was looking for food. Everyone is supervised on the Veldt, so I know no one tosses her food. But for some reason, she associates children with goodies.
As I think about it though, she used to be on display in a different part of the zoo. It could be that children tossed food to her there, or she saw them eating crackers, ice cream, cookies, etc. Perhaps birds aren't quite the "bird brains" we think they are!
The rest of the day, when I went over the rules, I added, "please keep your food and drink put up so the ostrich doesn't get sick. Really, earlier today she had her head in the trailer!"
By the way, Wilma's mate is named Fred. Not the best picture of her, but Wilma is to the right of the tree here, peeking out.
God Bless,
Chela
We had almost completed our tour, and were sitting just inside the gate, talking to our guests. I don't even remember the subject, we were just talking about something. Wilma has been hanging out around the gate lately, pacing back and forth. Even though I have to exit the trailer to open the gate, she never bothers me, keeping her distance. As we sat and talked, Wilma comes over to inspect the trailer. Then she gets closer, until she is within easy reaching distance of all of us.
Do you remember the children's game, "Duck Duck Goose"? Everyone sits in a circle, and the one who is "it" gets up and walks around, tapping the other players saying, "duck, duck, duck". Then they pick someone, say "Goose", and run. The goose has to try and beat the other child back to the seat. Well this is what Wilma started doing. Without the vocalizations, of course.
Wilma starts walking slowly around the trailer, looking at every person in turn. When she found a child, her "goose", she'd stick her head in the trailer; her beak actually on the seat. We had to move all the people sitting on one side of the trailer. It was really hilarious, and probably something they will never forget. In actuality, she was looking for food. Everyone is supervised on the Veldt, so I know no one tosses her food. But for some reason, she associates children with goodies.
As I think about it though, she used to be on display in a different part of the zoo. It could be that children tossed food to her there, or she saw them eating crackers, ice cream, cookies, etc. Perhaps birds aren't quite the "bird brains" we think they are!
The rest of the day, when I went over the rules, I added, "please keep your food and drink put up so the ostrich doesn't get sick. Really, earlier today she had her head in the trailer!"
By the way, Wilma's mate is named Fred. Not the best picture of her, but Wilma is to the right of the tree here, peeking out.
God Bless,
Chela
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Hi Jasey Rae,
It's Grandma Cheri. I love you so much; you're such a blessing to our family. I'm so excited to see you grow and see how you develop. Is your hair going to stay red, are you going to like butterflies? Your Auntie Angie was afraid of them when she was little. Are your eyes going to stay blue, will you have dimples? Are you going to wear your hair long like your mommy?
I'm so excited to teach you new things about life. Like...what caterpillars and tadpoles turn into. How an ugly bulb can turn into beautiful flowers, finding shapes in the clouds, and shooting stars. The Lord's Prayer and how much Jesus loves you. He loves children the best, you know. There are also Christmas and Easter to celebrate, oh and valentines from the little boy at school. You can feel the warmth of the summer sun and the bitter cold of snow in your hands. I'll show you how honeybees carry pollen on their back legs, and what honey tastes like. It's so yummy!!
Your dad is really good with computers, and has a degree in Game and Simulation programming. He knows how to make video games, you are so lucky!!! He's really patient with me when I don't understand something on the computer; I'm sure he will be with you as well. He also enjoys putting things together-projects we call them. You can help him put together your toys, beds, dressers and things. No worries on Christmas morning-your toys and bikes, etc will all be assembled. :0)
Your mom was just about to enroll in college for the same degree when you came along. She also loves video games; I can see the three of you playing them together. Your mom is also really crafty. She likes to make soaps, tie die shirts, pillows, and things like that. I have some of her soaps, they are really pretty, and smell so nice. I can see your mom styling your hair in different ways, and putting together cute outfits for school. The two of you can play make up and nail polish too.
We can make cookies together, and potato candy. We can take a day and see how bread dough rises, and how good it tastes when you make it home made. Then of course there are cupcakes, those are always yummy and fun to make.. Your mom and dad may make cupcakes for your classroom, your birthday, lots of fun times. Or they make just go to the bakery. Can you believe some people go to work making cupcakes and cookies all day?
Your Auntie Angie is really excited to teach you things also. She loves to dance, so I’m sure she’ll teach you some great dance moves once you can walk. She also likes cartwheels, and all sorts of tumbling. So you are going to be a pro! Your Great Great Grandma Elaine loves dance, and she danced for years and years. It’s in your genes! Of course Angie will tell you all about Jesus, and how much He loves you.
Uncle Matt loves his video games, (are you seeing a trend here?) but he has another passion-snakes! You are going to be an expert on all the snakes in Georgia before you’re 5. You’ll know exactly which ones are safe to handle, and which to stay away from if you see one in your yard. But always yell for daddy if you see one.
Uncle Josh also loves his video games. But he likes science, astronomy, and frogs. I see lots of frogs in your future-holding tree frogs, toads, any kind you can catch. He’s always fishing them out of the pool. Josh is also good at putting things together, and fixing stuff around the house. He’s really funny too.
You have a lot of fun learning ahead of you, Jasey Rae. I can’t wait to take you to the zoo! You can see all the different animals, and where they live. We can see the education animals, like the big lizards and the owls. You can pet the soft bunny and feel the turtle’s hard shell. We can ride out on the Veldt, and see the big ostrich that is taller than your daddy!
Your Grandpa Dennis likes to play video games also. He also fixes things around the house, and works on the cars. He teaches Sunday school at the church too. He likes to play board games, so I’m sure he’ll play lots of Candy Land and Apples to Apples with you. He can help you ride your bike, too.
We all love you, and give thanks to Jesus that you are a part of our lives. You’re so beautiful, and loved. Just thinking about you brings a smile to our faces. Welcome to the world, and welcome to our family.
God bless,
Grandma C
It's Grandma Cheri. I love you so much; you're such a blessing to our family. I'm so excited to see you grow and see how you develop. Is your hair going to stay red, are you going to like butterflies? Your Auntie Angie was afraid of them when she was little. Are your eyes going to stay blue, will you have dimples? Are you going to wear your hair long like your mommy?
I'm so excited to teach you new things about life. Like...what caterpillars and tadpoles turn into. How an ugly bulb can turn into beautiful flowers, finding shapes in the clouds, and shooting stars. The Lord's Prayer and how much Jesus loves you. He loves children the best, you know. There are also Christmas and Easter to celebrate, oh and valentines from the little boy at school. You can feel the warmth of the summer sun and the bitter cold of snow in your hands. I'll show you how honeybees carry pollen on their back legs, and what honey tastes like. It's so yummy!!
Your dad is really good with computers, and has a degree in Game and Simulation programming. He knows how to make video games, you are so lucky!!! He's really patient with me when I don't understand something on the computer; I'm sure he will be with you as well. He also enjoys putting things together-projects we call them. You can help him put together your toys, beds, dressers and things. No worries on Christmas morning-your toys and bikes, etc will all be assembled. :0)
Your mom was just about to enroll in college for the same degree when you came along. She also loves video games; I can see the three of you playing them together. Your mom is also really crafty. She likes to make soaps, tie die shirts, pillows, and things like that. I have some of her soaps, they are really pretty, and smell so nice. I can see your mom styling your hair in different ways, and putting together cute outfits for school. The two of you can play make up and nail polish too.
We can make cookies together, and potato candy. We can take a day and see how bread dough rises, and how good it tastes when you make it home made. Then of course there are cupcakes, those are always yummy and fun to make.. Your mom and dad may make cupcakes for your classroom, your birthday, lots of fun times. Or they make just go to the bakery. Can you believe some people go to work making cupcakes and cookies all day?
Your Auntie Angie is really excited to teach you things also. She loves to dance, so I’m sure she’ll teach you some great dance moves once you can walk. She also likes cartwheels, and all sorts of tumbling. So you are going to be a pro! Your Great Great Grandma Elaine loves dance, and she danced for years and years. It’s in your genes! Of course Angie will tell you all about Jesus, and how much He loves you.
Uncle Matt loves his video games, (are you seeing a trend here?) but he has another passion-snakes! You are going to be an expert on all the snakes in Georgia before you’re 5. You’ll know exactly which ones are safe to handle, and which to stay away from if you see one in your yard. But always yell for daddy if you see one.
Uncle Josh also loves his video games. But he likes science, astronomy, and frogs. I see lots of frogs in your future-holding tree frogs, toads, any kind you can catch. He’s always fishing them out of the pool. Josh is also good at putting things together, and fixing stuff around the house. He’s really funny too.
You have a lot of fun learning ahead of you, Jasey Rae. I can’t wait to take you to the zoo! You can see all the different animals, and where they live. We can see the education animals, like the big lizards and the owls. You can pet the soft bunny and feel the turtle’s hard shell. We can ride out on the Veldt, and see the big ostrich that is taller than your daddy!
Your Grandpa Dennis likes to play video games also. He also fixes things around the house, and works on the cars. He teaches Sunday school at the church too. He likes to play board games, so I’m sure he’ll play lots of Candy Land and Apples to Apples with you. He can help you ride your bike, too.
We all love you, and give thanks to Jesus that you are a part of our lives. You’re so beautiful, and loved. Just thinking about you brings a smile to our faces. Welcome to the world, and welcome to our family.
God bless,
Grandma C
Monday, April 29, 2013
Our excitement this evening...
It does seem that there is never a dull moment in this house. There is always something going on to make it lively. It could be all the kids and critters that share our home. Yes, that must be it. LOL
Tonight, I went to cook dinner, and heard something rattling around under the stove. Now we've had a problem mouse that has evaded all our traps, so it could be him. Or it could be a ferret. To solve this dilemma, and feel safe cooking dinner, I did the only logical thing. I called my son in to open the under stove drawer and find out what it was. What? You didn't think I'd do it, did you?
So ds pulls the drawer out, and at first sees nothing. There goes the ferret idea! Suddenly, he sees the mouse-the same time our cat Taco sees it. In a second, she's under that stove, and came prancing out with her prize in her mouth. I wish I had my camera handy to capture the expression on her face. Imagine this cat with a mouth stuffed full of mouse, thinking, "oh my gosh, what do I do now?"
I open the kitchen door, hoping she'll take her trophy outside. No such luck; she hides under the dinner table, and lets him go! Ds jumps up, and starts moving things to find him. At this point, this poor little mouse has 3 cats and a dog on his little tail. He high tails it around the dining room, and out the door!
This is a relief, because for the moment, the mouse is gone. Does anyone else have that song from the Wizard of Oz in her head? "Ding dong, the witch is dead, the Wicked Witch is dead?" Okay, sorry, back to the story. Yes, I do realize he can come back inside if he so chooses. However, with the escort of multiple people, a dog, and three cats seeing him out, he may choose not to return! Yes, I also realize he most likely has family around. I'll keep the traps baited. But for now, for this one evening, the mouse is gone!!
Sorry, no mouse pictures, this all happened in the time span of about two minutes. I do have a picture of Taco for your viewing pleasure. She's a really good cat; loves attention, flat demands it from people. The time you spend petting her equals the amount of time she will then spend licking ds' head. Really.
God Bless,
Chela
Tonight, I went to cook dinner, and heard something rattling around under the stove. Now we've had a problem mouse that has evaded all our traps, so it could be him. Or it could be a ferret. To solve this dilemma, and feel safe cooking dinner, I did the only logical thing. I called my son in to open the under stove drawer and find out what it was. What? You didn't think I'd do it, did you?
So ds pulls the drawer out, and at first sees nothing. There goes the ferret idea! Suddenly, he sees the mouse-the same time our cat Taco sees it. In a second, she's under that stove, and came prancing out with her prize in her mouth. I wish I had my camera handy to capture the expression on her face. Imagine this cat with a mouth stuffed full of mouse, thinking, "oh my gosh, what do I do now?"
I open the kitchen door, hoping she'll take her trophy outside. No such luck; she hides under the dinner table, and lets him go! Ds jumps up, and starts moving things to find him. At this point, this poor little mouse has 3 cats and a dog on his little tail. He high tails it around the dining room, and out the door!
This is a relief, because for the moment, the mouse is gone. Does anyone else have that song from the Wizard of Oz in her head? "Ding dong, the witch is dead, the Wicked Witch is dead?" Okay, sorry, back to the story. Yes, I do realize he can come back inside if he so chooses. However, with the escort of multiple people, a dog, and three cats seeing him out, he may choose not to return! Yes, I also realize he most likely has family around. I'll keep the traps baited. But for now, for this one evening, the mouse is gone!!
Sorry, no mouse pictures, this all happened in the time span of about two minutes. I do have a picture of Taco for your viewing pleasure. She's a really good cat; loves attention, flat demands it from people. The time you spend petting her equals the amount of time she will then spend licking ds' head. Really.
God Bless,
Chela
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Thank You
Jesus, my precious Heavenly Father, my Savior, and my God, I just want to say thank You. I want to thank You for the frogs outside my window that are singing like crazy, and keeping me awake. I can hear them, and they mean spring is here. Thank You that they love my pool enough to have a frog party. Thank You for my yard, and all the cantaloupe coming up in it.
Thank You for my home; a warm place to live, where we are safe and comfy. Our neighborhood is wonderful, and I don't think we could find a better one anywhere. Thank You for food in our cupboards, running water, electricity, internet, warm beds, and a lot of love between these walls. Thank You for all of our warm blankets, and soft pillows.
A lot of people are not so lucky to have these things we take for granted. We may not win the lottery, but You always provide enough for us. Enough food, enough money for our bills, just enough for us to be. For that I am thankful. Just like in Exodus, when the Israelites were wandering in the desert for so many years. You provided manna, and told them to gather just enough for the day. Anymore, and it would spoil before morning.
Thank You for the warm socks on my feet, and my several pairs of shoes. Others are not so fortunate, and have not even one pair of shoes. Mine are soft and thick, and keep my feet very comfortable. I am grateful also, for my worn out red crocs. They are great for wearing outside, and not having to worry about getting them dirty in the mud. They aren't much to look at, but they do keep my feet happy.
Thank You for my online friends. I may never meet them in this life, but I call them sisters still. We pray together, weep together, and celebrate as well. They will drop everything to take my call or read my message, and pray for my concern, and I for them. Thank You for bringing us together in such a special way.
Thank You for all of my family; a loving, hardworking husband, and four outstanding children. They are so smart, kind, full of love, and goofy as well. They have been a pure blessing. Thank You for all of them. Thank You for the surprise of Jasey Rae. She is so precious and sweet, a miracle for all of us.
Thank You for the freedoms we have in this wonderful country of ours. Thank You for easy access to medical care, communication, freedom to travel, and a host of other freedoms we take for granted. Thank You also for those who have given their lives to assure our country remains so great. Thank You for the freedom of speech, so I can write this, and share it publicly without fear.
I am also grateful for my pets. They make us laugh with their antics, comfort us when we are down, and share with us when we are happy. Although, Father, I am not sure what You had in mind when You made ferrets. They are absolutely crazy!
Thank You for the freedom of religion, that we can attend church, and speak your name without fear of persecution. Thank You for all the saints and martyrs who persevered to attain this for us. Thank You for your birth, life, death on the Cross, and Resurrection, to bring us eternal life in Heaven with You. Also for all the love You have poured out on all of us.
I could definitely go on and on about Your love, and the blessings you have bestowed upon us. However, looking at the clock, I have to say thank You for one last thing, and that is sleep. The frogs have settled down, so it is time for me to do the same. I love You Jesus, and goodnight!
God Bless, Chela
Thank You for my home; a warm place to live, where we are safe and comfy. Our neighborhood is wonderful, and I don't think we could find a better one anywhere. Thank You for food in our cupboards, running water, electricity, internet, warm beds, and a lot of love between these walls. Thank You for all of our warm blankets, and soft pillows.
A lot of people are not so lucky to have these things we take for granted. We may not win the lottery, but You always provide enough for us. Enough food, enough money for our bills, just enough for us to be. For that I am thankful. Just like in Exodus, when the Israelites were wandering in the desert for so many years. You provided manna, and told them to gather just enough for the day. Anymore, and it would spoil before morning.
Thank You for the warm socks on my feet, and my several pairs of shoes. Others are not so fortunate, and have not even one pair of shoes. Mine are soft and thick, and keep my feet very comfortable. I am grateful also, for my worn out red crocs. They are great for wearing outside, and not having to worry about getting them dirty in the mud. They aren't much to look at, but they do keep my feet happy.
Thank You for my online friends. I may never meet them in this life, but I call them sisters still. We pray together, weep together, and celebrate as well. They will drop everything to take my call or read my message, and pray for my concern, and I for them. Thank You for bringing us together in such a special way.
Thank You for all of my family; a loving, hardworking husband, and four outstanding children. They are so smart, kind, full of love, and goofy as well. They have been a pure blessing. Thank You for all of them. Thank You for the surprise of Jasey Rae. She is so precious and sweet, a miracle for all of us.
Thank You for the freedoms we have in this wonderful country of ours. Thank You for easy access to medical care, communication, freedom to travel, and a host of other freedoms we take for granted. Thank You also for those who have given their lives to assure our country remains so great. Thank You for the freedom of speech, so I can write this, and share it publicly without fear.
I am also grateful for my pets. They make us laugh with their antics, comfort us when we are down, and share with us when we are happy. Although, Father, I am not sure what You had in mind when You made ferrets. They are absolutely crazy!
Thank You for the freedom of religion, that we can attend church, and speak your name without fear of persecution. Thank You for all the saints and martyrs who persevered to attain this for us. Thank You for your birth, life, death on the Cross, and Resurrection, to bring us eternal life in Heaven with You. Also for all the love You have poured out on all of us.
I could definitely go on and on about Your love, and the blessings you have bestowed upon us. However, looking at the clock, I have to say thank You for one last thing, and that is sleep. The frogs have settled down, so it is time for me to do the same. I love You Jesus, and goodnight!
God Bless, Chela
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Animal Facts
It's been an interesting week learning about some new animal facts. I thought perhaps you'd enjoy some new trivia facts as well!
Bullfrogs bite. This is an interesting one to me, thank you Georgia Aquarium. They don't actually have teeth, but do have bony projections on their upper jaw that can draw blood. Bullfrogs have to hang onto their prey so it doesn't hop/fly/run away. So once they bite, they don't let go. You have to actually use a tool to pry their mouths open.
Remember Career Kid's bullfrog a couple of years ago? We all played with that guy, with not a care in the world. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine he could bite. Guess we were just lucky. I'll still hold them, but with respect for what they can do. As my boss at the zoo would say, 'everything with a mouth can bite!'
Cold water anemones cannot sting. Warm water ones can. Cold water anemones live off the coast of Alaska, Canada, etc. You can touch their tentacles, but our skin is too thick for them to penetrate. They can stick to you, but not sting. However, in the Carribean, they can sting you. I'm not too sure the reasoning, but as I'm more likely to be scuba diving around the Bahamas, I'll keep my hands to myself!
Sting rays are venomous. Yes, I know they have a stinger at the base of their tales. (Remember Steve Irwin, the Crocodile Hunter?) I thought that was as far as it went. No, they have venom as well. It usually doesn't cause problems in humans, but still.... At the aquarium, they have a touch tank where you can touch small sting rays. One was in a bad mood, and positioned himself in the middle of the tank, with his tail in the air. I sure wouldn't want to step on him at the beach.
Dolphins, beluga whales, and harbor seals can swim upside down. We were watching a dolphin show, and in the dim theater, I noticed one of them didn't look right to me. Then I noticed he was swimming on his back. I didn't realize they could do that, physics and everything. Not only do they swim upside down, they can do it really fast. Later, the belugas and harbor seals showed me they have that talent as well. Very interesting.
Goliath frogs can jump 10 feet. In one display, they had a Goliath frog skeleton. These are the largest frogs in the world, and come from Africa. They can be 3 feet long, and weigh 7 lbs. I don't know what I'd do if one of those showed up in my pool!
I hope you've enjoyed your lesson on random animal facts. Have a great day, class dismissed!
Chela
Bullfrogs bite. This is an interesting one to me, thank you Georgia Aquarium. They don't actually have teeth, but do have bony projections on their upper jaw that can draw blood. Bullfrogs have to hang onto their prey so it doesn't hop/fly/run away. So once they bite, they don't let go. You have to actually use a tool to pry their mouths open.
Remember Career Kid's bullfrog a couple of years ago? We all played with that guy, with not a care in the world. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine he could bite. Guess we were just lucky. I'll still hold them, but with respect for what they can do. As my boss at the zoo would say, 'everything with a mouth can bite!'
Cold water anemones cannot sting. Warm water ones can. Cold water anemones live off the coast of Alaska, Canada, etc. You can touch their tentacles, but our skin is too thick for them to penetrate. They can stick to you, but not sting. However, in the Carribean, they can sting you. I'm not too sure the reasoning, but as I'm more likely to be scuba diving around the Bahamas, I'll keep my hands to myself!
Sting rays are venomous. Yes, I know they have a stinger at the base of their tales. (Remember Steve Irwin, the Crocodile Hunter?) I thought that was as far as it went. No, they have venom as well. It usually doesn't cause problems in humans, but still.... At the aquarium, they have a touch tank where you can touch small sting rays. One was in a bad mood, and positioned himself in the middle of the tank, with his tail in the air. I sure wouldn't want to step on him at the beach.
Dolphins, beluga whales, and harbor seals can swim upside down. We were watching a dolphin show, and in the dim theater, I noticed one of them didn't look right to me. Then I noticed he was swimming on his back. I didn't realize they could do that, physics and everything. Not only do they swim upside down, they can do it really fast. Later, the belugas and harbor seals showed me they have that talent as well. Very interesting.
Goliath frogs can jump 10 feet. In one display, they had a Goliath frog skeleton. These are the largest frogs in the world, and come from Africa. They can be 3 feet long, and weigh 7 lbs. I don't know what I'd do if one of those showed up in my pool!
I hope you've enjoyed your lesson on random animal facts. Have a great day, class dismissed!
Chela
Monday, March 18, 2013
friend request
We are constantly bombarded with requests on Facebook or other social media asking us to "friend" someone. It can be people we don't even know, co-workers, friends of friends, people we've met once...the list is endless!
Now think to yourself how you would respond if you received this request in your inbox:
I would love to be your friend. I will walk with you through all of your life. You can contact me anytime of the day or night; I am always standing by to listen to you. You can talk to me silently, or out loud. I hear you loud and clear in both forms. Mostly, I just wish to hear what is on your heart.
I will give you advice in life issues, and guide you through difficult times. In good times, I'll celebrate with you. When you cry, I'll hold you in my arms, and comfort you. When you feel alone, I'll be the flame in the darkness. When you are afraid, I'll send my angels to protect you. When you can't decide what to do, and you're panicking, I'll send you the peace that defies all understanding.
I can forgive your sins, and free you from your chains. The big things-adultery, abortion, murder-I can forgive all of these, and rid your life of guilt and shame. Small things that won't leave your heart, I'll forgive these too. My wish is to give you a new heart-one of peace and love that isn't burdened by the stresses and evils of this world.
When the time comes for you to leave this life, I will be with you then, as well. I'll sit by your side, and comfort you, and invite you home. I will give you eternity in paradise with me. See, I've already given my Son for you, to give you all of these things. All you have to do is believe in Me.
Accept Decline
John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.
Amen
Chela
Now think to yourself how you would respond if you received this request in your inbox:
I would love to be your friend. I will walk with you through all of your life. You can contact me anytime of the day or night; I am always standing by to listen to you. You can talk to me silently, or out loud. I hear you loud and clear in both forms. Mostly, I just wish to hear what is on your heart.
I will give you advice in life issues, and guide you through difficult times. In good times, I'll celebrate with you. When you cry, I'll hold you in my arms, and comfort you. When you feel alone, I'll be the flame in the darkness. When you are afraid, I'll send my angels to protect you. When you can't decide what to do, and you're panicking, I'll send you the peace that defies all understanding.
I can forgive your sins, and free you from your chains. The big things-adultery, abortion, murder-I can forgive all of these, and rid your life of guilt and shame. Small things that won't leave your heart, I'll forgive these too. My wish is to give you a new heart-one of peace and love that isn't burdened by the stresses and evils of this world.
When the time comes for you to leave this life, I will be with you then, as well. I'll sit by your side, and comfort you, and invite you home. I will give you eternity in paradise with me. See, I've already given my Son for you, to give you all of these things. All you have to do is believe in Me.
Accept Decline
John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.
Amen
Chela
Friday, March 1, 2013
correction
Okay, it has been brought to my attention that my oldest, Jasey Rae's daddy, is no longer a college kid. He graduated from a University with a bachelor's degree in June of 2011. I apologize for my oversight, and intend to correct the situation immediately. So, college kid shall hereafter be referred to as "Career Kid." However, during my last visit, I was informed that he is no longer a kid, he is a dad now. I suppose he is right in that regard, but he will always be my kid...my child.....my son.
God Bless,
Chela
God Bless,
Chela
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
unexpected blessings
“Hi Mom, guess what? You’re a Grandma! LC just had a baby girl!” What a wonderful phone call, and one I will remember the rest of my life. But hang on a minute-I wasn't expecting this phone call from college kid. Let me back up a minute. College kid had a great life with his new job, and his significant other, LC. Making good money, goofing around, coming home frequently to visit, and enjoying life.
Nowhere did a baby figure into these plans, until she was here. LC became very sick one day, and college kid rushed her to the hospital, where they were introduced to their new daughter, Jasey Rae Lynn. What a tremendous surprise for everyone, including the parents! How could they not know? No idea really, except their minds were elsewhere, and they just didn't think baby.
We went up a few days later, and it was so stressful trying to drive in big city traffic, then of course I got lost. I panicked, and cried, and totally stressed myself out. But when college kid opened the door to his apt with Jasey Rae on his shoulder, all of three days old, and tinier than seemed possible, it didn't matter anymore.
I held her, and surely felt Heaven in my arms. Her little weight against my body, her impossibly small features, her precious baby smell, it was just pure happiness. Certainly God sent a bit of Heaven down to us that day. I introduced myself to her, and let her know she could expect to be thoroughly spoiled by all of us.
I also watched the interaction between college kid and Jasey. I saw a new side of my son; a protective, head over heels in love side that I've never seen before. It was beautiful watching him hold his daughter, and talk so lovingly to her. He cradled her in the nape of his neck, lovingly fed her a bottle, and it was something heartwarming to see.
I just couldn't get enough of Jasey. I wanted to look at her constantly-take in all her expressions, her little nose and ears, her little mouth, it was just precious. Even changing diapers didn't bother me.(Good thing, that suddenly became my job!) She was (is) so perfect in every way. A full head of strawberry light brown hair on her soft head, adorable little blue eyes.
LC was over the moon happy. I have a picture of her holding Jasey with the biggest smile on her face. So proud and happy with her unexpected blessing from Heaven. She went straight into Mommy mode, and was (is) thoroughly in love with her little one. I can see her dressing Jasey in different outfits, and trying different styles with her hair. I’m so excited for Jasey. She may have had an unexpected start in life, but she has parents that dearly love her, grandparents that are happy beyond belief, and more than ready to spoil her. Also the aunts and uncles, who having gotten over their shock, love her just as much. Welcome to the world, Jasey, we love you so much.
Children are a heritage of the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Psalm 127:3
Nowhere did a baby figure into these plans, until she was here. LC became very sick one day, and college kid rushed her to the hospital, where they were introduced to their new daughter, Jasey Rae Lynn. What a tremendous surprise for everyone, including the parents! How could they not know? No idea really, except their minds were elsewhere, and they just didn't think baby.
We went up a few days later, and it was so stressful trying to drive in big city traffic, then of course I got lost. I panicked, and cried, and totally stressed myself out. But when college kid opened the door to his apt with Jasey Rae on his shoulder, all of three days old, and tinier than seemed possible, it didn't matter anymore.
I held her, and surely felt Heaven in my arms. Her little weight against my body, her impossibly small features, her precious baby smell, it was just pure happiness. Certainly God sent a bit of Heaven down to us that day. I introduced myself to her, and let her know she could expect to be thoroughly spoiled by all of us.
I also watched the interaction between college kid and Jasey. I saw a new side of my son; a protective, head over heels in love side that I've never seen before. It was beautiful watching him hold his daughter, and talk so lovingly to her. He cradled her in the nape of his neck, lovingly fed her a bottle, and it was something heartwarming to see.
I just couldn't get enough of Jasey. I wanted to look at her constantly-take in all her expressions, her little nose and ears, her little mouth, it was just precious. Even changing diapers didn't bother me.(Good thing, that suddenly became my job!) She was (is) so perfect in every way. A full head of strawberry light brown hair on her soft head, adorable little blue eyes.
LC was over the moon happy. I have a picture of her holding Jasey with the biggest smile on her face. So proud and happy with her unexpected blessing from Heaven. She went straight into Mommy mode, and was (is) thoroughly in love with her little one. I can see her dressing Jasey in different outfits, and trying different styles with her hair. I’m so excited for Jasey. She may have had an unexpected start in life, but she has parents that dearly love her, grandparents that are happy beyond belief, and more than ready to spoil her. Also the aunts and uncles, who having gotten over their shock, love her just as much. Welcome to the world, Jasey, we love you so much.
Children are a heritage of the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Psalm 127:3
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Deer
I apologize in advance for this one, but I need to fuss. I'm so tired of deer running in front of me when I'm driving. At first, I'd enjoy seeing deer as I was traveling down the highway. They are so pretty and elegant. Then they started running in front of me. It's not fun to see them anymore.
After a few very close calls, the inevitable happened, and I nailed my first deer- a spike. I cried like a baby as he died on the highway. I was lucky to be in my truck at the time, and there was no damage to it. The truck instantly gained the nickname "Little Sherman" after college kid's video game involving a tank.
Six months roll by, and again, I'm driving Sherman, and hit a bigger deer. This time I take out Spike's dad. I don't cry this time, but I'm still quite upset. There is some damage to the truck, but it's mostly cosmetic.
Two months later, tonight, we are coming home, and barely out of town, and bam, another buck. I saw him, hit the brakes, and had the 'I'm going to hit him' realization. Then by the grace of God, I missed him. (Thank You Jesus!)
I am so tired of this! We were in the van tonight, and it would have been totaled. We were 45 minutes from home, and someone would have had to come get the three of us,and all our groceries and our stuff. Then we'd be down to one vehicle. Not to mention the stress involved in having an accident.
I just wish they would learn to look both ways, but I guess that isn't going to happen. It's so frustrating knowing there is really nothing I can do to prevent it. Whenever I hear of a hunter bagging a deer, I am always happy. One less deer to run in front of my car.
Too bad I didn't have one of the zoo's jr volunteers with me tonight. When I mentioned to her my problem of hitting deer, she replied, "Oh my gosh, how do you hit a deer?" It's quite easy, actually. Hop in, buckle up, and I'll show you!
God Bless,
Chela
After a few very close calls, the inevitable happened, and I nailed my first deer- a spike. I cried like a baby as he died on the highway. I was lucky to be in my truck at the time, and there was no damage to it. The truck instantly gained the nickname "Little Sherman" after college kid's video game involving a tank.
Six months roll by, and again, I'm driving Sherman, and hit a bigger deer. This time I take out Spike's dad. I don't cry this time, but I'm still quite upset. There is some damage to the truck, but it's mostly cosmetic.
Two months later, tonight, we are coming home, and barely out of town, and bam, another buck. I saw him, hit the brakes, and had the 'I'm going to hit him' realization. Then by the grace of God, I missed him. (Thank You Jesus!)
I am so tired of this! We were in the van tonight, and it would have been totaled. We were 45 minutes from home, and someone would have had to come get the three of us,and all our groceries and our stuff. Then we'd be down to one vehicle. Not to mention the stress involved in having an accident.
I just wish they would learn to look both ways, but I guess that isn't going to happen. It's so frustrating knowing there is really nothing I can do to prevent it. Whenever I hear of a hunter bagging a deer, I am always happy. One less deer to run in front of my car.
Too bad I didn't have one of the zoo's jr volunteers with me tonight. When I mentioned to her my problem of hitting deer, she replied, "Oh my gosh, how do you hit a deer?" It's quite easy, actually. Hop in, buckle up, and I'll show you!
God Bless,
Chela
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Good Friends
Earlier today, I was upset about something, and feeling quite sorry for myself. I tried to put this issue out of my mind, but it was really taking over and putting a huge damper on an otherwise wonderful day.
Then out of the blue, a friend called to wish me a happy anniversary! What a bright spark in my blue feelings, to be remembered so thoughtfully. My friend reminded me of the cruise dh and I had taken 3 years ago to celebrate our 20th year of marriage. Oh what a wonderful, perfect, blessed trip that had been.
After talking about anniversary stuff for a while, she moved onto some interesting news from her own life that was wonderful to hear. We talked and laughed, and had a very nice conversation.
After we hung up, I realized my mood was greatly lifted. I had so many more things to think about than what had originally upset me. The rest of the day, I felt sheer happiness in my heart. To my friend, it may have been just a quick phone call, in the midst of a hundred other things to be done. But to me, it was one of the best moments I had all day.
You know who you are, and thank you from the bottom of my heart. :0)
God Bless,
Chela
Then out of the blue, a friend called to wish me a happy anniversary! What a bright spark in my blue feelings, to be remembered so thoughtfully. My friend reminded me of the cruise dh and I had taken 3 years ago to celebrate our 20th year of marriage. Oh what a wonderful, perfect, blessed trip that had been.
After talking about anniversary stuff for a while, she moved onto some interesting news from her own life that was wonderful to hear. We talked and laughed, and had a very nice conversation.
After we hung up, I realized my mood was greatly lifted. I had so many more things to think about than what had originally upset me. The rest of the day, I felt sheer happiness in my heart. To my friend, it may have been just a quick phone call, in the midst of a hundred other things to be done. But to me, it was one of the best moments I had all day.
You know who you are, and thank you from the bottom of my heart. :0)
God Bless,
Chela
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