Life

Birthday Discovery and Oops

Yesterday was my birthday.

I’m now 45 years old.

I don’t feel that old (most days), but I’m beginning to look it, I think.

It was a great day. My folks came over

and we had a nice, quick visit. (We don’t see each other NEARLY enough and we live in the same city! Inexcusable!)

They brought a gift for me. I always get so embarrassed when people give me gifts – I don’t know, I’ve always been that way. I mean I LOVE gifts, don’t get wrong, but I think it might be the attention thing – I don’t always like being the center of attention. (Which is really stupid because I ACT like I like being the center of attention – it’s complicated apparently).

When I opened the gift and saw what it was …

I cracked up.

They had given me a NaNoWriMo journal and “noveling” pen.

I was delighted. Not just by the gift, but because they remembered that I like to take part in the NaNoWriMo challenge every year and that they respect my enthusiasm enough to look up the website, buy these nifty items and give them to me.

It also cracked me up because I had JUST looked at these very items not a few days ago and almost bought them myself.

Do my parents know me or what?? (Thanks guys, I love you!)

After my parents left, Kevin and I went out to lunch at Panera Bread. I usually get the Bacon Turkey Bravo and the baked potato soup, but they only serve the baked potato soup on Mon, Wed, and Fri (??), so I settled for their Broccoli soup. (Which was creamy and cheesy, but almost TOO much so).

After lunch, we drove to the other side of town to see if my old cake lady was still in business. For the life of me, I couldn’t remember the name of her shop (or I would have just looked her up in the yellow pages), so we drove by and lo and behold, she was still there!

I was delighted! I used to order fancy-smancy cakes from her for the boys’ birthday parties when they were small, but I haven’t ordered cakes for them in about a decade (they prefer the cookie cakes).

However, Dude’s 18th birthday is coming up next week and I’d like to do something a little different for him this year. I asked Dude if he would like an actual birthday cake this year and he agreed. So, I plan on heading over to the cake lady’s shop this afternoon and setting something up for him. In addition, I want to order a graduation cake from her as well. (Dude will graduate in May, 2011).

I also noticed she offers cake decorating classes. Don’t laugh, but I would love to take those classes! Ever since I got hooked on “Cake Boss,” I’ve been sort of fascinated with decorating cakes.

AND, Kevin said he would take the classes with me! Ha! Actually, I think he would be a great cake decorator – he has real artistic talent and I can just imagine all of the neat stuff he’d come up with.

When we came home, I fiddled with the new phone that Kevin bought me. I had been talking about getting a new phone for months, (my old phone has an antenna – THAT’S how old it is!) but just couldn’t bring myself to actually buy one because, well, it was hard to justify.

1. I don’t use my phone all that often. (Hence the pay-as-you-go plan that I’ve had forever and works perfectly for me).

2. My old phone is working just fine. The battery is a little weaker, but nothing I can’t handle – it still holds a charge for two days straight.

3. I don’t want to pay the money for a fancy phone because again, I don’t use it very often. It just seems like a waste to me.

But Kevin got tired of hearing me talk about it, so he bought one for me.

I spent the remainder of the afternoon switching my number over and getting it set up.

I love this thing!!! It has a fold-out keyboard so now I can text on Twitter to my heart’s content. Kevin said he would laugh at me whenever I would text on my old phone (having to push the button several times to get to the desired letter).

I got my phone working shortly before it was time to pick the boys up.

When the boys got to the car, the first thing Jazz said to me was, “So guess what? I missed my band picture.”

Yesterday, the school had group picture day. All of the clubs and sports’ groups had their picture taken for the year book. The school told the kids what time they were to report to the auditorium and left it up to the kids to get there on their own. (In other words, they didn’t call them down over the speaker).

Jazz said he was taking his Biology test and totally lost track of time. He was concentrating so much on his test, that the time he was supposed to report for the picture came and went.

I was heart broken!! This means that the band picture in the year book? Won’t have Jazz in it. This is especially sad because Jazz LIVES for band – it’s what makes school tolerable for him so to not be in the picture well … *sigh*

He was a little upset that he missed it. But, I told him that it was really cool that he was so focused on doing well on his test, that he lost track of time. That tells me how serious he’s taking school.

I just hope he did well on his test.

We all went out for sandwiches last night. I just couldn’t bring myself to pick a restaurant where we would end up spending $50 dollars on food. I just hate that! I would much rather spend our money on fun stuff, and food is just not that fun.

We went out to Orange Leaf for ice cream afterward. The shopping center had just opened up a computer store, so we all went in to check it out and the sales guy showed us a super-hyped up gaming computer that the boys fairly salivated over. We had a really good time talking about the pros and cons of buying that computer and Kevin and I encouraged the boys to save up their money to buy it someday. (That would be the perfect place for Dude to get a job – it’s down the street from our house and I think the thought of being paid to be around computers and to talk about computers all day REALLY appealed to Dude. We’ll see what happens after he graduates).

We came home and played “Settlers of Catan.” We just LOVE that game. We have had the best family moments playing that game and last night was no exception. I ended up winning, which was fitting since it was my birthday. Ha!

I ended up ordering an expansion pack for the game last night. This will extend the game and give it several new elements to contend with. We’ll play it a few times before Thanksgiving and then challenge some family members (who are even into the game more than we are!).

I really enjoyed my day. It was so fun to hang out with my guys and the boys are old enough now that we have real conversations. They were both in pretty good moods and we did a lot of talking and joking around, which is precious to me as it doesn’t happen very often now that they are teenagers and like to keep to themselves.

God has truly blessed me with an awesome family. πŸ™‚

Abundant Life

Audio Teaching: The Interpretation of Tongues

by John Schoenheit
This teaching shows that each person who believes in Jesus Christ as Lord receives from him the gift of holy spirit, the very nature of God. Like a Swiss Army knife with a number of possible functions, the gift of holy spirit has nine manifestations, or ways it can be utilized. One of these manifestations is speaking in tongues, and another is the interpretation of tongues. Never does God’s Word call either of these “gifts,” but rather “manifestations” of the one gift of holy spirit.

The teaching explains why speaking in tongues is praise, worship and thanksgiving directed to God, and that thus the interpretation of tongues must, of course, be the same thing. The teaching concludes by showing you how developing a “praise vocabulary” makes you more adept at excelling in edifying the Body of Christ by speaking in tongues and interpreting in a Christian fellowship.

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NaNoWriMo Progress Report #3

Getting Started

https://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/1384697888247808

I’m shocked by what I’ve written. Not the actual content, but rather, the direction my story is taking me.

I never begin these challenges with an outline, or even a plot, in mind. (Actually, I never have any clue where I’m going with any of my writing). I have an initial idea, I throw some cardboard characters in there and I dive in, head first, into the shallow end.

Somehow, and I don’t know how this happens, I inevitably start figuring out who these characters are as I’m writing. They have lives, they have interests, they develop weaknesses they become … people.

And ideas? Start tickling the back of my imagination. I can feel it, like a stray hair sweeping over your arm – you know it’s there but damn if you can’t locate it and remove it.

It’s bothersome. And that’s how it feels when I start getting AN IDEA.

This is what happened the other day. The germ of an idea was born but I wasn’t sure where it was taking me. I had laid the foundation, but I couldn’t see how the entire floor plan was supposed to look.

And then, THEN, suddenly, the plot idea *POOFED* and appeared before me.

https://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/1406560949501952

This, THIS, is why I adore NaNoWriMo. Its a real high when the plot magically puts itself together and it’s better than my original idea.

My story is moving along. I have transformed my character’s main love interest into the villain and it looks like the best friend might end up the love interest. I’ve also tossed in a serial rapist in the mix – my heroine is now in danger.

I’m telling you, writers, if you’ve never given this “don’t have an outline to save my life” approach to writing, you should try it sometime; it’s really liberating. You have to be willing to just let go and follow your imagination around, but it’s amazing where the bugger leads you – I’m constantly surprised.

http://twitter.com/#!/writefromkaren/status/1984794363695104

I’m barely keeping my head above water here. I’d like to be a few thousand words ahead of the game just so I have the buffer. I have a feeling I won’t have a lot of time to write around Thanksgiving (we’re hosting dinner this year), so I really need that word cushion.

Life-condensed

A Touching Moment

My in-laws took us all out of dinner last night – we had Chinese.

They gave me a card that brought tears to my eyes. Here’s what it said:

For a Special Daughter-in-Law on her birthday

Before you married you-know-who
his life was fairly sweet.

But something wasn’t right somehow.
The guy was incomplete!

Then one day you came along
and everything soon changed.

He looked so extra happy,
people thought he was deranged!

At last he’d found his soul mate
and he truly was elated.

The floating hearts above his head
were ones that you created!

Once you tied the knot,
it got much easier to see.

That you were what was missing
from his family’s family tree!

Your husband thinks you’re awesome
and the rest of us do, too.

It’s plain to see,
we all agree …

…there’s no one quite like you!

Sweet, right? And then Kevin refused to sit by me at dinner.

I think his parents love me more than he does.

Day-By-Day

Day-by-Day


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The small, insignificant, day-by-day things that happen in my life.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Took Jazz to his orthodontist today. They had to snip a few wires that were hanging over his teeth (his teeth get pushed together and the brackets get pushed together, leaving the end of the wire exposed. It’s kind of cool when this happens because you know the teeth are shifting).

I stayed in the car with my laptop and worked on my NaNoWriMo project. I actually got a lot written. The car is so quiet.

Jazz has to go back next month so they can change out three brackets. I have to take him out of school. I hate doing that simply because I’d hate having my day disrupted like that. And I know it’s probably hard for Jazz to go back to school afterward.

Kevin and I returned a picture today. I think we’ve both about had it with this decorating the house thing. We’ve been working on the bathroom and I think it’s coming together nicely. We painted the walls a rich wheat color and yes, it’s as bright as it sounds. But, we’ve toned it down a bit by putting some black wrought iron decorations on the walls.

Okay, it sounds weird, but it looks pretty nice. Here’s a pic:

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Thursday, November 4, 2010

Did something different with Dude today. He drove us up to the salon and I waited in the car (I took my laptop again and wrote a blog post this time around mooching off the salon’s free WiFi) and he went in, checked in, got his hair cut and paid the gals all by himself. I’m trying to break him in this whole independent thing slowly. He did great. I think he really enjoyed being his own man, too.

Next time, he’ll do the whole thing by himself. I asked him if he was getting embarrassed that “mommy” was doing this stuff with him and he said, “not really.” But truth be known, I’m starting to get a little embarrassed, the kid will be 18 in a few short weeks – it’s time to start doing some of this stuff on his own.

Even though he said he wasn’t embarrassed to be seen with me, I really do think he enjoyed getting his haircut on his own.

I think we’ve passed through yet another maturity door.

Speaking of birthdays, I was asking the guys (both Dude and Kevin have the same birthday) where they wanted to go for their birthday at dinner tonight and Jazz and I started talking about his birthday (his is in March). We’re planning on getting his driver’s permit on his birthday. I can’t believe it’s nearly time to teach Jazz how to drive. *gulp*

Friday, November 5, 2010

Kevin’s got a gig tonight. No. I didn’t go. It’s sort of boring for me, actually. Even though Kevin’s parents usually show up and keep me company (which is sweet, but a little uncomfortable), it’s sort of lonely. And I stress about his playing, though I wouldn’t know if he messed up or not, I stress for him because I know how important it is for him to play well.

Dude forgot his sweat jacket at the salon yesterday. We made him drive back up there, by himself, to get it. I tried not to show how nervous I was for him, but I was a wreck until he made it home safely. He’s a good driver, I’m not worried about him, per se, but I worry about the other drivers. We’ve got some pretty bad drivers in this area and … well, I have mixed feelings about him driving on his own now. I know it’s inevitable, but I’m relieved that the boy is happy to stay home most of the time.

I tried to encourage him to stop by a convenience store and grab himself a Mountain Dew and/or a candy bar, but he didn’t want to.

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Saturday, November 6, 2010

I was sitting at my computer when I heard someone on our front porch.

This immediately makes me cranky. It drives me CRAZY when people come over without calling first. I just think that’s the epitome of rude and 9 times out of 10, I won’t even bother opening the door. (It’s usually a salesperson and rarely anyone I know anyway).

So, I just sat there. And continued doing what I was doing.

The person rang the doorbell and then stepped off the porch.

Cool. Delivery, I thought.

Kevin came out of his office to answer the door. It was a package, for him, but he wouldn’t let me see what he had bought.

I shrugged, thinking it was something for my birthday (which is in a few days) and I didn’t want to see anyway because I don’t like to spoil surprises like that.

About thirty minutes later, Kevin is in the kitchen, working on this little beauty:

He’s been obsessed with cuckoo clocks for the past several weeks. It all started when he was hunting for a new clock face for our grandfather clock (his dad gave us one he made for Christmas and Kevin painted it black and wanted a white clock face – it looks really nice). In the middle of this search, he stumbled onto a cuckoo clock and hasn’t been able to get them out of his mind ever since.

I had been able to talk him off the buying ledge for those weeks, but I can’t watch the man 24/7 and well, now we’re the proud (?) owners of a cuckoo clock.

The boys think it’s charming and I have to admit it’s cute, but the cuckoos every hour / half hour are enough to, well, drive a person cuckoo. πŸ˜€

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ADDED: Kevin took a video …

Tell me that doesn’t drive you bonkers! Good thing we can latch the little doors and trap the birdies.