As a kid I was raised Lutheran. One of the things I miss most about no longer going to a Lutheran church is the traditions and celebrations of the church holidays. I remember Palm Sunday when I was a kid all of us kids got to go to “big church” back then kids went to their own service, separate from the main service, Anyway, I remember we carried in palm branches and lay them down in front of the alter, leading the Pastor into the church. Today, in the church I go to now, I doubt it will be mentioned. But then again, having been raised Lutheran, I wish we did more to celebrate the holy days of Passion Week….Which starts today btw.
This video is adorable.
So, what ever you do, or don’t, celebrate…..Have a wonderful Sunday
I don’t think I ave a specific “D” topic for today other than….. IT’S DEMO TIME!
The repair to our house is finally going to start today. February 22nd wasn’t a good day. As predicted we had gotten over 2ft of snow. The weather people on the news had been talking about a doomsday snow storm that would potentially paralyze our area, Normally all of their stormageddon predictions never amount to much of anything. Well this time thay happened to be right. Snowed in we were. I called off work because of the snow for the first time in 17 1/2 years. I woke up that morning and the furnace wasn’t working. I wasn’t about to leave my parents home with no heat, They are 90 and 71 AND my dad has Parkinsons. Not happening. Thankfully if was a simple fix and our neighbor was able to fix it.
Couldn’t even see our street, No way I was shoveling that much snow. Work would just have to survive without me. Most everything in town, I found out later, was closed and no one was moving about town anyway.
Later in the morning we were watching TV and we lost power to half of our house. We thought it was probably because of the storm and all of the heavy snow. Then we started smelling something weird, searched around blah blah blah long story short we called the fire department to check our house. Turns out….we had a smolder going on in the ceiling. No one has any idea how it happened, a wire to….something….shorted out and set the insulation on fire.
All thanks goes to God for having his protective arms around us that day. And to Timber Mesa fire for getting here so quickly and taking care of us. We have the BEST fire department. Not just because of this but for other things they have been called to our house for, all having to do with my dad.
Later in the day I talked to one of my besties, who’s husband happens to be our deacon, They were our clearing driveways and they came over with some of the youth boys to dig us out and cleared our driveway for us.
So today is demo day. Thankfully we know a guy , ha ha ha that’s a joke in our house “I know a guy”, a good friend at our church is a contractor so he will be here today with the electrician to start the repair!
Cats….We have 3 of the little furry darlings (and I use the word darlings very loosely)
This is Sophie, She is the spoiled princess of the gang. She is a muted calico rag doll and we think part munchkin because she hasn’t hardly got any legs. She’s a tiny little thing with a BIG attitude. You can hear her meow down the street (I’m exaggerating but not by much) Sophie is a garbage gut and will eat all the people food and drink all the milk.
This is Luke (with Sophie) He is the most chill cat ever. He likes to play with his brother Chester (Sophie doesn’t play, She IS a princess after all) Luke also likes the eat plastic. We think Luke is part goat (kidding….kinda) because he will eat anything, plastic bags are his favorite but he will also eat throw blankets, corners off of pillows and the occasional shirt.
and this little jerk is Chester. Chester has many issues. He is the clingiest of the gang. He has separation anxiety. Seafood makes him throw up, as does milk. He is not a normal cat. He doesn’t meow, he squeaks. Lately he likes to get up on top of the fridge and look down on us, judging us as only a cat can. He likes to play with Luke. He TRIES to play with Sophie but all she does is growl and hiss at him (Princess remember)
The winds of change are blowing. Moving life in another direction and it is freeing. The heart is lighter. The mind needs a little help and healing but it will get there. Rome wasn’t built in a day. It takes a while to heal wounds and retrain the mind.
The year of what? I have absolutely no idea. but I have been doing some thinking about some things. The biggest thing is social media. I hate it. I’m not a person who needs to know every moment of a person’s life. I’m not the girl who sits on Facebook 24/7. I have other things to do. Books to read. Life to live. Don’t get me wrong, I do things on Facebook. I have pages and groups I follow. It’s just not my life. I go in, I do what I want to do and then I leave.
I turned 47 a week ago. A couple weeks prior to Christmas I had reality hit me in the face and I sort of went into a mild depression. I realized that life passes us by. We get older. Others get older and we don’t give it another thought. Until something comes across a news feed and you’re like “wow when did that happen” or “They can’t be that old” or “They haven’t been married that long” but then you realize that yeah they are and they have because you, yourself, are pushing 50. Slam dunk right into reality.
So, as a result, I made a couple desicions. I’m going to go out more. I have friends. I need to spend time with them. I have a guy whom I’ve pushed away and pushed away, yet he’s still there. I want to dig deeper into that.