5/365
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Well, I was really lacking in inspiration today. I even took pictures of chicken frying in the pan. Aaaak! I'm only 5 days in! I think I can...I think I can...
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
4/365
4/365
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Well, it's really cold here. The fountain at Bradley Fair is half frozen! Thanks to Tracy for letting me know about it.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
3/365
3/365
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This one was a little harder - I didn't pick up my camera until this evening. I did, however, get a nap in! It is quite cold here today, and a lazy Sunday afternoon was made perfect by a nice warm fire!
1/365
1/365
Originally uploaded by jen_lancaster
Well, I've decided to try a new project this year. It's called Project 365. The purpose of the project is to take at least one picture a day for a whole year. My challenge won't be to keep up with taking the pictures, it will be with getting them edited. This was taken when A was looking through her shell collection to find some to share with a friend who had a birthday.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Menu Mond...oh, whatever!
Well, peeps, it's Menu Monday on Thursday this week. What can I say? Here it is:
Monday - Chicken and Artichoke Pasta and salad - What can I say? Bliss? Yes. Perfection? Yes. Mushrooms, tomatoes, and artichokes in one dish? Yes! The fam didn't care for this too much. The reason? Mushrooms, tomatoes, and artichokes. Anybody wanna trade families?
Tuesday - Pioneer Woman Enchiladas - Audrey hated this!!!!
Wednesday - I ran out of sliced ham, so I cooked last year's Christmas ham (thank you, Dwayne's place of employment! I have no idea where they get these hams, but they are so yummy!) I was going to serve scalloped potatoes, but I ran out of time and settled for green beans and mac and cheese. Of course, no one else in this family will tolerate homemade mac - it has to be Kraft. I'M IN CULINARY PURGATORY OVER HERE!!! (BTW - this is one of Audrey's approved meals)
Thursday - Cajun Stroganoff and salad - Audrey hates this
Friday - We're having company, so I'm not sure what we'll be having. Maybe we'll grill burgers and brats (and hot dogs for Audrey). Will Dwayne go outside to do this? Hmmm...it may be George Foreman to the rescue! We'll probably have a salad and maybe tater tots to go with this.
Later!
Monday - Chicken and Artichoke Pasta and salad - What can I say? Bliss? Yes. Perfection? Yes. Mushrooms, tomatoes, and artichokes in one dish? Yes! The fam didn't care for this too much. The reason? Mushrooms, tomatoes, and artichokes. Anybody wanna trade families?
Tuesday - Pioneer Woman Enchiladas - Audrey hated this!!!!
Wednesday - I ran out of sliced ham, so I cooked last year's Christmas ham (thank you, Dwayne's place of employment! I have no idea where they get these hams, but they are so yummy!) I was going to serve scalloped potatoes, but I ran out of time and settled for green beans and mac and cheese. Of course, no one else in this family will tolerate homemade mac - it has to be Kraft. I'M IN CULINARY PURGATORY OVER HERE!!! (BTW - this is one of Audrey's approved meals)
Thursday - Cajun Stroganoff and salad - Audrey hates this
Friday - We're having company, so I'm not sure what we'll be having. Maybe we'll grill burgers and brats (and hot dogs for Audrey). Will Dwayne go outside to do this? Hmmm...it may be George Foreman to the rescue! We'll probably have a salad and maybe tater tots to go with this.
Later!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
The one that hit me hard...
Last night I was at the Y when I ran into an old friend. I've known this person for almost 20 years, our social circles merging and separating at various stage of our lives. I hadn't seen him or his wife for a while, so my first question was, "How's your wife?" His response was that she had cheated on him and they were in the middle of a divorce. In those moments it takes a second for that kind of information to sink in. I start off with thinking, "No way! He's gotta be joking!" and quickly follow that with, "No, no one sane would joke about that kind of thing!" I stood there in the YMCA trying to process that his wife, a friend of mine, had done the unthinkable. Now, some of you may know that my own parents are divorced as a result of my father's infidelity, so I have little tolerance for that. As I stood there fighting the tears, listening to my friend tell me what had been going on in his life, I felt the anger rising.
How could she do that after 15 years of marriage?
How could she do that to her children?
Yet, as I thought about the situation for the rest of the evening other thoughts came to me. I have been married 10 years. Five years ago, if you had told her what she would be doing today, what would her reaction have been?
Revolt? Disgust? Denial?
Probably.
Then I wondered, at what point do you cross that line? What boundaries were crossed, little by little, that led to that final plunge? To destroy everything and everyone in your life? To do the unthinkable?
I am reminded of the story of David and Bathsheba. It started innocuously enough - at the time of the year when kings went off to war, David stayed home. Nothing evil. Yes, he wasn't where he should have been, but how serious is that? If I'm typing this blog entry instead of doing laundry, how bad is that, really? Then it progressed. David saw her, bathing on the roof. He had the choice to look away, but he didn't. A little looking won't hurt anything, right? Right? Then he asked about her. Then he sent for her. Then it happened. Then came the cover-up. And finally, the even more unthinkable.
Murder.
As I think about David's spiral into sin, the little, seemingly inconsequential steps, I think about the teachings of a small group leader from several years ago. He was discussing this very incident when he said that God called David a "man after His own heart." If a man after God's own heart was capable of adultery and murder, what are the rest of us capable of?
Now as I think my friend, it is with a little less judgment. I wonder when she will realize exactly what she has done. What she has done to her children (trust me - this will be with them for the rest of their lives). To her husband. To herself. When will she see the shattered shards of her life and realize that she is responsible?
I also think of myself. It's easy to say "No - this will never happen to me!" Maybe I'm starting to realize that no one plans to do this. No one says, "I'm going to take my children's lives and mangle them into an unidentifiable wreckage." I find myself watching.
Watching myself.
What little, seemingly inconsequential steps could I be taking that go even remotely near that path? It only takes one step in the wrong direction.
David simply stayed home when he should have gone out.
How could she do that after 15 years of marriage?
How could she do that to her children?
Yet, as I thought about the situation for the rest of the evening other thoughts came to me. I have been married 10 years. Five years ago, if you had told her what she would be doing today, what would her reaction have been?
Revolt? Disgust? Denial?
Probably.
Then I wondered, at what point do you cross that line? What boundaries were crossed, little by little, that led to that final plunge? To destroy everything and everyone in your life? To do the unthinkable?
I am reminded of the story of David and Bathsheba. It started innocuously enough - at the time of the year when kings went off to war, David stayed home. Nothing evil. Yes, he wasn't where he should have been, but how serious is that? If I'm typing this blog entry instead of doing laundry, how bad is that, really? Then it progressed. David saw her, bathing on the roof. He had the choice to look away, but he didn't. A little looking won't hurt anything, right? Right? Then he asked about her. Then he sent for her. Then it happened. Then came the cover-up. And finally, the even more unthinkable.
Murder.
As I think about David's spiral into sin, the little, seemingly inconsequential steps, I think about the teachings of a small group leader from several years ago. He was discussing this very incident when he said that God called David a "man after His own heart." If a man after God's own heart was capable of adultery and murder, what are the rest of us capable of?
Now as I think my friend, it is with a little less judgment. I wonder when she will realize exactly what she has done. What she has done to her children (trust me - this will be with them for the rest of their lives). To her husband. To herself. When will she see the shattered shards of her life and realize that she is responsible?
I also think of myself. It's easy to say "No - this will never happen to me!" Maybe I'm starting to realize that no one plans to do this. No one says, "I'm going to take my children's lives and mangle them into an unidentifiable wreckage." I find myself watching.
Watching myself.
What little, seemingly inconsequential steps could I be taking that go even remotely near that path? It only takes one step in the wrong direction.
David simply stayed home when he should have gone out.
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