How I started my day

Click the title link if you aren't as creeped out by creepy-crawlies as I am. Let me start by saying I am definately bug-o-phobic. So I walkedut my front door this morning and was greeted by the largest bug I have ever encountered. I think it was a tree roach (according to other people who are more knowledgeable about such things) but I didn't ask it. It was about 4-5 inches long (which translated in my brain to be 8-10 inches) and didn't do the normal buggy trick of scurrying away as soon as it spotted me. Instead it stood its ground and menacingly waved its antennae at me. ICK!!! I seriously contemplated not messing with locking the front door and just doing the "Run away! Run away!" thing, but I somehow overcame the fear, locked the door (without taking my eyes off the darn thing -- as if I could transfix it to its spot by staring it down) and managed not to even scream. Then, I got to work and told my story, thinking it was obviously the largest bug in the vicinity (Dallas area for those who haven't figured that out), and was told that these things are common, and can grow to be about a foot long and some of them FLY!!!!! I'm sorry, it was icky enough when it was just a creepy crawlie. Now it's a creepy crawlie that may or may not fly, and probably has bigger, badder friends lurking nearby! I grew up in Pennsylvania. The bugs up there don't get this big. The ones I dealt with most were ants. Not the painful, stinging fire ants that are all over here in Texas, but the tiny little black ones that are really not much more than an annoyance. I don't like 'em, but I can deal with them. Tree roaches are another matter entirely. I wonder if my Mom's couch is available until winter...?

Unconscious Mutterings 8/30/04

Ok, we'll call it weekly instead of every Sunday, since the Sundays thing so obviously isn't working...

1. GAME BOY:: Mario
   
2. Biopsy:: Cancer
   
3. Attack:: of the Killer Tomatoes
   
4. Convention:: Sheep
   
5. Jewels:: Crown
   
6. Genetics:: DNA
   
7. Impostor:: fake
   
8. Doug:: Wilson
   
9. Arbitrary:: unpredictable
   
10. Oscillate:: fan
    

Russia

Ok, so in October I will be going on my first ever missions trip. It's a week long trip to Ekaterineberg, Russia to teach English to Russian university students. Cool things about this trip are:

• The lessons are based on the parables of Christ. How awesome is that?!?
• The students attending will already know quite a bit of English, so we'll be able to talk to them without the use of a translator.
• There is a group for Campus Crusade that is already stationed over there and will be helping any of the students who maybe want to learn more about "this Jesus thing" do so.
• I mean, come on! It's a missions trip! To Russia!

Ok, in case you can't tell, I'm maybe just a smidgen excited about this. I really believe that God is going to move in a mighty way in Russia, and I am soooo glad to have the privilege to be a part of that. So, if all of you would please pray for myself and my hubby, we would most certainly honored. If you would like to contribute to this endeavor financially, please e-mail me. But mostly just pray, cause as much as I am pumped about this, I know I need to do a ton of preparing for this.

Unconscious Mutterings 8/23/04

Oops... forgot to do my UM thing yesterday. (Bad Bun-Girl!) Oh, well. Here it is in all it's belated glory:

1. Olympics:: Sports
   
2. Wicked:: Snow White
   
3. Intoxicating:: Alcoholism
   
4. Radical:: Free-
   
5. Misinformed:: Wrong
   
6. Triplets:: Babies
   
7. Coronation:: Monarch
   
8. Asimov:: Sci-Fi
   
9. Contemporary:: Artist
   
10. 1:: "Singular sensation..."
    

On the receiving end of a small miracle

Ok, I've heard of pennies from heaven, but twenties??? I walked out of my office to go home the other day and found $40 under my wiper blades. I can't for the life of me figure out where it came from, but nobody has claimed it in two days, so I am assuming it's mine. The most amazing part is that I found this just as Moose and I were trying to figure out how we were going to afford groceries this week. (Those of you who are inclined could pray for our finances and specifically that Moose's sales pick up.) You know, every time I start to let myself worry about stuff like this, the Lord really smacks me upside the head with his amazing provision. Maybe this time it'll sink in!

Unconscious Mutterings 8/15/04

1. Server:: Waiter
   
2. Charlotte:: Carolina
   
3. Jackson:: Mississippi
   
4. Resentment:: Contempt
   
5. Controlling:: Ego
   
6. Intense:: Strong
   
7. November:: Birthday!!!
   
8. Donkey:: Mule
   
9. Weave:: Rug
   
10. Satisfies:: Completes
    

My how I wish this would happen!!! (click here)

Ok, I know this posting has been up there on Cold Fury for a few days now, but I just got around to reading it, and maybe you should too. I will warn you that there is some profanity, and it's a bit long, but it is soooooooo worth it! So go read it already!!!

Unconcious Mutterings

This section will be a weekly feature that will hopefully help you get to know me (and the way I think) a bit better. It's basically a word association exercise. For more info, click the title!!!


1. Sting -- Bee
2. BMW -- person inside can't drive!!!
3. Jeremy -- Camp
4. Audacious -- bold
5. Drag Queen -- Birdcage
6. Title -- Book
7. Stamp -- Mail
8. Bad -- Good
9. Snow White -- Princess
10. Delegate -- Authority


Well, that wasn't so bad... Check back Sunday (or maybe Monday...) for te next one!

What flavor am I?

Cor blimey, I taste like Tea.

I am a subtle flavour, quiet and polite, gentle, almost ambient. My presence in crowds will often go unnoticed. Best not to spill me on your clothes though, I can leave a nasty stain. What Flavour Are You?

The Case for George W. Bush

i.e. What If He's Right?

Somehow, while surfing the web this afternoon, I came across possibly the most well-written liberal view of GWB I have ever seen. The article is somewhat long, but really, really, really very good. It shows how a card-toting member of the John-John Fan Club (ok, maybe not) came to the realization that hey, W isn't really that far off the mark after all. I am amazed by Mr. Junod's honesty and sincerity, and commend him on writing such a fine article.

If you haven't already done so, click on the title to this post and read it. Yep, the whole thing. Just trust me. ;-)

Rosie Cotton Mouse

One of the sweetest mice to ever have lived passed away last night. After a long struggle against a skin condition, Rosie Cotton Mouse slowly slipped into the night. She was a sweet little brown and white fancy mouse who loved to run on her wheel and climb all over me. She was dearly loved and will be sorely missed.

Check out my new avatar!

Wanna make your own? Click on the title!

Thanks to Lilac Rose for the link!