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Name: Paula
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Interests: Animals and Baseball (wouldn't animals who play baseball be awesome?)
Expertise: I'm a baseball stats junkie. I'm one of those weird people who read the box scores every day.
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Member Since: 5/18/2005

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Sunday, August 13, 2006

6 Months + a week? Guess it's time to update!

Memories of summer 2006........

Ryan being gone all summer at Camp Straightstreet (new for his mom!)......

Kyle being a little lonely...........

Kyle having a blast with all of his best buddies at Stony Glen Camp...smelly filthy guy stuff...

Playing with Chloe the kinkajou at the zoo........

Ryan's baseball team starting the season 12-0....................

Kyle starting his first game in RIGHT field.....his coach had no idea about the talented centerfielder he had drafted....it didn't take long for the news to get out  .......

Learning that having a 21 year old girl living in your basement can be a challenge .......

Spending hours studying "Baseball Scorekeeping" so if the Akron Aeros call one day and say their scorekeeper called in sick....I'll be ready......

Spending nearly every other waking moment in the month of June preparing for a school board meeting to try to convince them to let Ryan attend part-time and play soccer.......

 Being terribly disapppointed and angry when they rejected our request.  I feel like our community has let us down...at least the 5 members of the school board...including Doug Zook.....whose son was on Ryan's baseball team and who sat with me at all the games and seemed like a very reasonable person....until he voted against us (vote was 3-2)

Scrambling to try to come up with Plan B.........(still scrambling).....

Our friend Luke Scott getting called up from AAA Round Rock to the Houston Astros. Current batting average in 82 at bats...... .  .415!!! !!   The hitting leader for all of major league baseball for the past 30 days?  LUUUUUUUUUKE!! (Dumb Indians traded him!)http://mlb.mlb.com/NASApp/mlb/stats/league_leaders.jsp?c_id=mlb&Submit=Submit&sortByStat=AVG&baseballScope=mlb&statType=1&timeFrame=1&timeSubFrame=15

Boston.....hot and sweaty...bus trouble...our messy, cozy girls room.....riding the T.....insightful small group time with awesome, brilliant young women.....stretching.......sleeping in shallow graves in the sand......Cheers!....after dinner adventures with my group and Ken's group....Fenway......stretching.......

Kyle breaking his finger on the last day of Camp Straighstreet.....

Wishing summer could go on and on and on............

 

 

 

 


Monday, February 06, 2006

I read this on a message board today:

"We're going to staying at my mother's house for several days. We haven't been to her house in probably 8 years. She comes up here to visit every year and a half or close. When she does we get together for the day but they don't stay overnight with us. So, we don't have many meals together. I think we're going to have an issue to address over saying grace at meals.

She and her husband are not Christians. Her husband is a lapsed Catholic. She is a sometimes practicing Jew. We (dh, the kids and I) say grace at every meal. I know praying is okay with mom and her husband but the "in Jesus's name" part will not go over well. Her husband won't care but I know even the word Jesus makes her uncomfortable. If we say grace at every meal as is our practice, she will be made uncomfortable at every meal we share together. "

So what do you think she should do?

Here's my response:

A couple thoughts come to mind. Our sermon at church today was on Acts 3 when Peter healed the man who was crippled and that he was jailed and commanded not to teach in Jesus' name anymore. I went throught he chapter and circled how many times it refererred to "Jesus' name" or something similar. It really made an impact on me!

That said, you are probably not going to win your family members to Christ if you offend them in your own home and don't get invited back. Perhaps they will be so impressed by the strength of your convictions that they will be won to Christ, but I think it's probably unlikely.

OTOH it would be really hard to tell my kids...OK....we're going to say 'grace' and you can pray but you're not allowed to say the name of Jesus. That doesn't sit right with me.

What would grandma do if little Leah offered a sweet little prayer and ended it "in Jesus' name" as is her habit. When 5 year olds pray it doesn't come across quite so preachy. I think non-Christian adults think of it more as a 'now I lay me down to sleep' kind of thing.

Or, how about having the kids make the sign of the cross as a silent "in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit". I know that's a typically Catholic thing, but there's now law against it and maybe your mom would not find that offensive.

Another option and I like this one best, is to pray in another name for Jesus such as "the name above all names", "the shepherd", "the Way", "the Truth", "the Life", "the Vine", "the bread of life", "light of the world" or for fun...."the stone the builders rejected" (just kidding on that one) The possibilities are almost endless and you can challenge your older kids to find a new one each day. Maybe your parents will even be curious to see what will come next particularly if you use some with Jewish roots such as "the salvation of the daughter of zion" Here's a link I found with a quick google search http://www.tentmaker.org/lists/names.html
 
I'm thinking maybe I'll even start praying that way because it seems kind of cool and it's good to remind ourselves of all the things God is.




Friday, February 03, 2006

Oh! do i have a xanga??????? you wouldn't know it would u??????

I've been busy, busy, shockingly busy...(to quote veggie tales)

Actually, i'm not really busy. Ryan and Kyle are busy and I'm basically spending what seems like 8 hours a day in the car driving them where they need to go and waiting for them until they are done.  Today after CROWN I had a van full of boys.  Ben B, Jon S. and Kyle's friend Sam all came home with us.  I had to make a LOT of spaghetti to feed all those big guys!  They were nice enough to eat most of the nasty hawaiian wedding cake from our CROWN polynesian lunch last week.  nobody would touch the leftover bananas flambe...they're um....kinda black and tarry looking....the racoons will have a feast on them in our trash can tonight.  Anways....Gary took all the guys to breath deep tonight so WOO HOO!!!! IT'S QUIET HERE!!!!!!!!!!


Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Oh!  I forgot I have xanga!  I've been lazy or busy, or (insert some other excuse here)

I've been feeling a little (OK a lot) weighed down by heavy burdens that others around me have.  I feel called (really commanded) to help carry them but it's HARD WORK!  My prayers have lately been "HELP!"  or "God, if you're asking me to do this you're going to have to equip me because I don't feel qualified to handle this"  Do you ever feel like that? 

However, I have some good news.  Rafiki, my gorgeous little snake, is eating again after several months of being a little super model anorexic.  I'm so relieved.  I was going to have to force feed her which is very unpleasant for both the feeder and the feed-ee.

I've watched this weird show the past couple days on PBS called "Country Boys" It follows the lives of two teenage boys in Kentucky (I think) for 2 years (I think) They live in an area that seems a lot like Philippi.  The one guy is a Christian and plays in a band.  He looks funky and tonight he got his nipples pierced.  It was very painful to watch.  I'm getting the creeps just typing it! The other kid is a lost and confused soul who has no real direction in life.  Really interesting character studies.

Bogie is in his cage flapping his wings and attacking his favorite bell and making an obscene amount of noise (it is now 1:16 am)  Dave bird is looking at him like he is crazy.  Go to bed Bogie!  Tonight I was working on Dave's training and he started saying "treaters, treaters, treaters"  in his funny little nasal macaw voice.  He definitley has potential.  I found out last week that he's actually almost 30 years old!!   Goodnight Dave!


Thursday, December 29, 2005

 

This first pic is Bogie.  He's a 20-something BFA.  No...he's not my "boyfriend afterall" lol!  ...that's bird talk for 'blue front amazon'.  When he was a baby some meanie kidnapped him from the rainforest.  We rescued him from a family who didn't know much about parrots and kept him in an 18" cage for 20 years and fed him parrot junk food (all seeds). He also had no toys to play with.  Most birds in that situation would be neurotic basket cases, but bogie defied the odds.   He's talking to himself right now saying "Pretty good boy" and "Pretty Bogie". He also says "hello?" when the phone rings and calls "coooo-dyyyyyy" when he sees the dog outside.  When someone says awwwwwwwww he usually joins in the fun.  : )  He also has a killer (and I mean killer as in kills your hearing) car alarm imitation. : (  We've had him since 2002 and he's an incredibly sweet bird.  It's taken a lot of patience to get him to be handle-able but he will now step onto my hand to come out of his cage.  He doesn't like to hang out on my hand for very long, but prefers to play on top of his cage.  Dave-bird is rocking his peaceful world right now.  As far as we know he's never seen another parrot until last week!

The pic above is Dave-bird.  He's the newest resident at our nut-house/zoo.  It was an emergency situation and his owner needed him out of the house immediately.   Until last week he lived with an older lady (my friend I have asked for prayer for in previous posts) with 4 other birds and 3 cats.  She'd go in to visit the birds twice a day.  Suddenly he's in the nut-house/zoo (in the living room) with 3 dogs, 2 boys, the 'girl who lives in our basement' and a couple dozen relatives over on Christmas Eve.  And my 8 year old niece all this week.  I can't imagine what is going through his little pea brain!  Dave is a 20-something 'severe macaw'.  He's very dignified looking don't you think?  He likes to sleep in these rings.  He just moved into a deluxe parrot mansion which we borrowed from the parrot rescue place www.peac.org  He has some bad habits like biting and lunging at people which I hope to correct with some good training techniques. He has diet issuses too which I'm working on (seed junkie)  Then we'll find a permanant home for him.  He also screams a bit like most parrots, but that's almsot impossible to train out of a bird.  They say that having a parrot is like having a 2-year old for the rest of your life.  I definitley agree.  They can live up to 80 years!!  In a little over a week Dave has already learned to come over to a perch near the door of his cage for a treat and to take a treat off of the palm of my hand without biting or lunging.  We're off to a good start.  He's a very smart bird!

 

 



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