New Day

Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven;
To His feet thy tribute bring!
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Who like me His praise should sing?
Praise Him! Praise Him!
Praise the everlasting King!

–Henry Francis Lyte

This is how all my days should begin.

Up before eight. Workout. Light breakfast and then morning study with a cup of English Breakfast.

I’m looking forward to this new study in Ephesians. Mostly I’m just glad to be back in Women’s Bible Study. Yesterday as I was sitting in small group I was just soaking up the community of other women. And I love my small group leader. I was with her in the spring and I requested to be with her again because she’s just good for me to be around. She loves the Lord, is honest with her struggles, and wants to help others know and love Him. There are so many godly, wise women in the ministry and specifically in my small group. I’m so excited!


Meek Man

“The meek man is not a human mouse afflicted with a sense of his own inferiority. Rather he may be in his moral life as bold as a lion and as strong as Samson; but he has stopped being fooled about himself. He has accepted God’s estimate of his own life. He knows he is as weak and helpless as God has declared him to be, but paradoxically, he knows at the same time that he is in the sight of God of more importance than angels. In himself, nothing; in God, everything. That is his motto. He knows well that the world will never see him as God sees him and he has stopped caring. He rests perfectly content to allow God to place His own values. He will be patient to wait for the day when everything will get its own price tag and real worth will come into its own. Then the righteous shall shine forth in the Kingdom of their Father. He is willing to wait for that day.”

-A. W. Tozer, The Pursuit of God

Let me tell you why Amazon is Awesome-sauce

My husband reads a lot of news articles, blogs, and nerdy websites. They’re certainly not all nerdy, but he does love the techie info world and I love him, so I learn new things. He sent me a link to this blog a while back: Warren Ellis

Husband’s Kindle screen had started to stay extremely dark when turned on and there were obnoxious lines across the top of the screen. It was sad. But he got a new one for Christmas and loved it.

Then he read the article above and here I am today, the (almost) proud new owner a a Kindle 3G keyboard (it will be here later this week). I contacted Amazon through their chat feature and was offered a replacement Kindle for $100 off the retail price.

You did not read that wrong.

Amazon is replacing our broken Kindle with a newer one for a fraction of the retail price. Not only that, but they’ve given us a pre-paid return label to ship the broken one back to them. Pretty awesome, no?

Hello, new Kindle. You are so shiny. But you will never replace my beloved, real books.

Ghost Babies!

I don’t know if you can clearly tell in this picture or not, but one of my Ghost Shrimp is preggo! I’m not entirely sure what to do with shrimp babies. Do I try to rescue and raise them or say “happy snacking” to the tank mates? The mom will eat the eggs too, not just the big fish.

My emotional side says “Save the babies!”

But my logical side says:

A. They’re not going to survive anyway. The Internet says they’re hard to raise,
B. The mom will eat them if the other fish don’t.
C. What the heck am I going to do with 1 bajillion Ghost Shrimp?? Even if 5 or 6 survived, that gives me a total of 9 or 10 shrimp. It’s not like they’re hard to feed or take care of, I actually don’t feed them at all because they scavenge food from the other fish and they do it quite well!

Oiy. I don’t know what I’m going to do just yet. The good news is that I have several days to decide.

The green blob in the middle of the picture are the eggs in the shrimp’s abdomen. There are a lot of eggs in there. The red blob in front of the green is the stomach (I think) and the other organs. They’re fascinating to watch.



Presto Changeo Wallpaper Bye-bye!

Oh my soul.

For the love of all that is good and holy, for bunnies and rainbows, for the old and future generations to come:


Thank you. This concludes our public service announcement.

Just kidding.

No, but really. Please do not use wallpaper if you ever plan to sell your home. It always sounds like a good idea and, “ohemgee that’s such a great pattern!” and it’s so much faster than priming and painting and then putting another coat. Hear me on this: that wallpaper, no matter how good of an idea it is, is going to be a stain on humanity. And it might come back in style one day, but it could be a really long time before that happens.

So this particular wallpaper design really wasn’t that big of a deal, but it was dated and definitely didn’t match the overall feel of the other living areas.

And it’s nothing personal if you really enjoy using wallpaper. But I’ve spent ten days scraping and scraping and scraping and pulling wallpaper off our kitchen walls. And it has not been fun. I am downright cranky and cantankerous. It has been a huge mess. It has stuck to the drywall and pulled layer after layer of paper coating off the wall. But I am sooo close to being able to paint. SO close.

Before sanding, sealing and priming

After sanding, sealing and priming

Before sanding, sealing and priming

After sanding, sealing and priming

I’m not always this cranky. Just when I’m too tired to shower and get the paint flecks out of my hair! Hopefully we’ll have it painted and ready for company soon! Yay!

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