...and I?

My family is visiting for the Christmas holidays. Last night Ryan, Lindsey, and I were all sleeping in the middle bedroom when Lindsey heard a frightful noise. I can't explain how it sounded but it was a cross between a squeak and a roar. This sound was enough to make my sister squeal in terror from her pallet on the floor. My brother bolted into an upright position, as my sister started trying to get away from the floor by his bed. ...and I, well, I was so scared I didn't want to get out of bed to turn on the light. I just knew we had a furry visitor or something even worse.
Lindsey turned on the light, and poor Ryan was struggling to clear a clogged up nose and allergy infested throat. I think that is when we realized that he had made the noise. ...and I? Well, I just died laughing.

My readers..

My readers are the best! They comment on so many things. It is wonderful to have friends so devoted they will read about and comment on topics such as rubbery omlettes. You all rule!

Just me..

Just me checking in with Net world. Seems like I don't have much to write these days. I just finished eating a ham and cheese omlette. It tasted like rubber...kind of a combo thing going on. Not sure why but I am sure I could market it as a diet item because the taste fit the bill for fake food. Seriously, I don't know why it tasted like rubber but it really did.

A secret wish...

Well, I secretly want a samoyed puppy for Christmas. I realize it is only a dream but...aren't they cute?

Personality test with three questions?

Your Personality Is

Guardian (SJ) You are sensible, down to earth, and goal oriented.Bottom line, you are good at playing by the rules. You tend to be dominant - and you are a natural leader.You are interested in rules and order. Morals are important to you. A hard worker, you give your all at whatever you do.You're very serious, and people often tell you to lighten up. In love, you tend to take things carefully and slowly. At work, you are suited to almost any career - but you excel in leadership positions. With others, you tend to be polite and formal. As far as looks go, you are traditionally attractive. You take good care of yourself. On weekends, you tend to like to do organized activities. In fact, you often organize them!

The Three Question Personality Test

Well now...this has been a day!

Ok, I told Ryan the last one to Grandmother's house was a rotten egg when he pulled out in the car ahead of me on our way home (to grandmom's) this afternoon. I had no idea what I was getting into but this trip was crazy! I stopped on the way out of town for one last soda from my favorite place and then sped up because I had a little catching up to do with Ryan, who has never been one to drive fast, I soon passed him and headed laughingly on my merry way.

Got into Bay City and told my sister that the policemen always sat at a particular place...eased on down to the posted speed limit and went past it without seeing a single police car. Guess I sighed a breath of relief a hair tooo fast because...as I was getting to the outskirts of town I sped up. We passed an officer who made me take a quick glance at my speed...I asked my sister what the speed was supposed to be, and we passed a speed limit sign that was posted at 7o...I looked down...was maintianing that speed so kept on going. Apparently though the speed limit was posted at... 55 when he clocked me because the sirens went off. You know the sinking feeling?

Well, first of all I have to tell you that...Bay City has one hot policeman, he walked up to the truck and started talking. Told me I was speeding asked me if I had a reason, I didn't have a good one, and really squirmed in my seat when my brother passed me up...the officer asked about the hole in my dashboard and how it got there, and I told him my dog climbed up there and broke it...anyway, to make a long story short...he decided to warn me. I am soo glad he was in a good mood. To tell you the truth...he was really nice and I didn't even mind getting pulled over.

Headed back down the road and Mom called the cell phone to give me a hard time. She said something about passing two hot blondes flirting with a police officer. I assured her that we were and mentioned that he wanted to know where we were headed and where we lived and all that good stuff...totally had fun with that conversation knowing that the blessed man had only given me a warning. (Normally, I would be a nut case for a week for being pulled over but today my spirits were high!)

Ok, so I catch up with my brother and pass the guy again...but I had to make a pit stop so I watched in agony as he drove on by and waved. I was standing there waiting in line for the woman's restroom when out walked a guy. He caught my look of suprised turned bright red and mumbled something about the other one being out of order. Not wanting the poor fellow to die right there I told him he was the best looking women I ever saw. He grinned and I heard him laughing as he walked out the door with his buddy. They waited for me to come outside and wanted my number so I gave it to them quickly but didn't hang around to chat since I still wanted to catch up with my brother...I didn't think I could handle getting pulled over and getting beat. All the way there the trip was pure torture...couldn't seem to catch up with the other car...but as we got to my home town luck was with us and I squeaked past Ryan at the last possible minute pulling into the driveway a mere matter of seconds before he did. What a trip...numbers, cute cops, and speed. Gotta love being alive and living in Texas, oh...and beating your kid brother even though you know he never exceeded the speed limit at any point on the trip, plus phone calls from cute guys you meet in gas stations...well, that can be a plus!

Update

Checking in on me eh?

Well, to tell you the truth this week has been awesome. Got a chance to visit with several good friends. Saw Nick and his family at Church, watched a movie with Tab and John on Tues. night also got to see Rusty and some of his family.
Wednesday night I went Christmas caroling with the church. I rode inside the truck with Daniel and Amy while we pulled the singing crew around. You have never seen as many little kids passing out cookies in one night...everywhere just like the little ants who get inside the kitchen from time to time. Well, no, there are nooo ants in my kitchen...but I bet you've seen em in yours.
After Church I met up with Lance and Chad for a late night supper at IHOP around 10:40pm and had a great chat. Gotta love those guys. Charming, funny and interesting!
Also ran into my bro Ryan and our friend Ben when they got done watching a a movie. They met me on my way out of IHOP at 12:00am so I went back in for another coke and stayed until 1:30am. Crazy right?
Especially when you realize that I got home at 1:30 Tuesday night (night before) in time to stay up and be wide awake all night. Ryan had a panic attack, so I was keeping him company while he wasn't sleeping. We loaded up and went to the hospital around 4:30am where we stayed until 6:16am. Mom and Dad didn't wake up at all so we told them about it Wednesday morning before I did the grocery shopping for my Grandmother.

Home town charm

Well, I'm back in my hometown. Nothing like driving down the road waving to everyone as you pass them on the street. I miss this place. I never thought I'd get so attached to one town. I remember coming to visit my Grandparents here when I was a little girl. I'd walk down the road and think that I'd never want to live here.
Those roads are dear to me now because in a twist of fate I ended up moving to town. I spent a while getting to know the locals. Talking to the elderly couples on the lawn as I walked past them with the dog. Hanging out with the teens and young adults at the "hangout." Grabbing one of the best cokes on the planet on my way to_______________.
Love the whole homey feeling, being able to call friends up on the spur of the moment, knowing the people who work at the gas stations, restaurants and stores on a first name basis. Hearing the stories about my Dad when he was a little boy, or the things my Grandparents did with thier friends when they were young and fearless.
It is almost as if I had roots here...four years in a life doesn't seem like much time but you never know when it may be the investment of a lifetime.
This town always seemed to be cursed before but now I see that it isn't a curse that brings us back. ~ Kids here grow up with the intentions of getting out but then after a few years on the open roads eating up the wild side of city living they come back. Back to the easy going small town. Back to soccer games, baseball, and football where the whole town shows up to support the team. Back to the squabbles which have been around for generations, back to the area where everyone knows what is happening, who is dating who, and what would fix the problems.
Things are simple here. We work hard, play hard and can leave our doors unlocked if we want. People care...this place is real. Alright well, I'm headed out to soak up some more memories.

Well,

Well, I went home, or came home for a visit or something like that!

I'm at my parent's home right now. Got into town yesterday afternoon. I've had fun so far, got to stop in and watch a friend of mine work on his car. It has a lovely blue paint job and is being rebuilt from the inside out.

Also got a chance to visit with some friends at a Christmas party! My old Latin teacher was there...I never thought I would miss taking Latin, but the truth is...I really do. Well, labor me vocat! (~Really labor doesn't call me...but Church does!)

HoHoHo???

HoHoHo...I mean, Bah humbug. I hate Santa Claus. Don't worry, not the real guy! ~The slightly smaller electric version of him who stands as a sensor to greet those going in and out of doors...now that is the one I hate.

I first started seeing him at wal-mart a week before Thanksgiving. Annoying at best then he has now become a threat to my sanity. How on earth does one thing bother me soo much and then catch the eye of my Grandfather and become a $50.00 part of our family? Why on earth would we pay to be annoyed? Bah...what a .... :) but of course I won't say it because I am hoping that Santa will still consider me to be young enough to recieve a gift???? Wonder if I made the good list this year? HoHoHo???

The World's largest deserts

Here is a list of the ten largest deserts in the world.

1. The Sahara Desert in North Africa covers 3.5 million sq.mi/9.1 million sq.km.

2. Rub' al-Khali Desert in Southwestern Asia/Arabia covers o.9million sq. mi/2.3 million sq.km

3. The Gobi Desert in Central Asia/Mongolia. This baby covers o.5 million sq. mi/ 1.3 million sq. km.

4. The Patagonian Desert in South America /Argentina contains 0.3 million sq. mi/0.8 million sq. km.

5. The Kalahari Desert in Southwest Africa consumes 0.27million sq. mi/0.71 million sq.km.

6. The Great Victoria Desert in Australia is 0.25million sq.mi./0.5 million sq. km.

7. The Great Basin Desert in North America, 0.2 million sq. mi/0.5 million sq. km.

8. The Great Sandy Desert in Australia. 0.15 million sq. mi./0.4 million sq.km

9.The Sonoran Desert in North America 0.12 million sq. mi./0.31 million sq. km

10. The Garagum Desert in Cenrtal Asia/Turkmenistan with 0.11 million sq. mi/0.28 million sq. km.

Osmosis?

How well does osmosis actually work? This morning when I started to make my bed I realized that I had spent the night with a dictionary. I'm not sure if any words sunk in over night but here a few words to ponder:

Squamosal ~A thin plate-shaped bone of the vertabrate skull that forms the forward and upper part of the temporal bone in humans.

trypanosome~a simple microscopic oganism (protozoan) that lives as a parasite in the blood of certain vertebrates, including human beings. It is transmitted by insect bites and causes serious diseases. (This is the little guy that is said to trigger sleeping sickness.)

vituperate~to attack somebody in harshly abusive or critical language. (That one might come in handy, I can see throwing into a yelling match with someone! "Now you don't vituperate with me young man!" " Wha-what?")

Cybernate~to control a manufacturing process with a servomechanism or computer.

You guys heard of Cyberphobia??? It is a pathalogical fear of computer information and technology. I thought the word to describe that was ignorance but I guess in this day and age "cyberphobia" is more palatable to the common ear..

Hopeless...

Gosh, I hate mornings...it is already 5:30am and I haven't gone to bed yet...how in the world can I face the dawn with joy? Bah...I think I'll sleep through it...but then if I do...will I ever see the warm rays of the morning sun poking through my window and enjoy them? Can I ever get my schedule back to something people would consider normal? Should I just go out and get a night job and face the fact that I am a nocturnal creature? Why does my brain want to write in the wee hours of the morning instead of taking blessed rest?

Something...

Here is something. Four months of blogging here and 564 profile views. Almost scary.

Once...

Once I went out into the world not trying to please anyone. I didn't dress up, I didn't spend any time trying to be someone besides myself and I didn't start any conversations with anyone.

Do tell me...what makes the cowboy on the prowl, the local guy, and the long haired tattoo artist all go for the same girl? Who am I to choose? Hehe...and also tell me how I can respond consistently with some amount of logic.

I practically ran from the awesomely goodlooking cowboy, -even though he was the almost exact physical description of what an entry in my journal might say when describing my ideal man. He scared me because he looked capable. Seriously. ;) He offered me a day of sunshine and good times riding on his motorcycle. (Ok, yeah, ~I know I made the right decision on that one...but...sometimes the girl in me wouldn't mind having a spectacular head turning man at my side, or being able to say, "back off girls, he is with me.")

I'm not sure what to do about the local since he goes to my church, but heck, I showed the tattoo artist my paintings and umm...did he say he was going to teach me how to use an airbrush, did I tell him I would love to do that and umm.. did he really say, "Good, we'll call it a date???" *gulp*



These things all have to do with timing if you ask me...how and what does it have to do with timing?
Well,
If I hadn't just run from the cowboy I might not have talked to my guy friend who introduced me to his tattoo artist and umm...if Lance hadn't told me that I needed to give guys a chance I might not have even said hello or showed him my art. How in the heck though did the guy get my phone number??? What was I thinking...heck, guess I could call the cowboy up...his digits are in my phone. Bah, I've been praying for the tattoo artist like you wouldn't believe. Asking God to send him the girl of his dreams so he will forget that he has my number. Oh, and even though I hate the idea of giving out a fake phone number I am starting to see some logic in it.

I repeat, I will not talk to lonely guys at church, I will not talk to lonely guys in malls. I will not talk to lonely guys in lines, gas stations, schools, bowling alleys, or parks. If guy looks remotely like he might be lonely I will not talk to lonely guys. Not here, nor there, not anywhere. I will not....




"hello?"



~j/k

Singing...

Last night my cousins, my Grandparents and I went to a Christmas program put together by a local organization. We did stuff like throwing footballs through hoola hoops, the bean bag toss and decorating cookies. Music drifted across the property and we realized that people where singing songs at random on the stage farther up the road. This was more up our alley so we went over to join the fun. We took a few turns and let some other people sing as well.
Some little boys got up to sing and they were goofing around singing about french fries and McDonalds when a figure started marching briskly toward the stage. Then the boys left and we walked on the stage to sing one more song.
We finished our song and started to leave the stage when a voice from below said sing another. So we did. Another. ...and so it is that we will be singing again this evening to help provide atmosphere along the trails which light up the paths to Christmas projects.

Say what?

I was watching a cartoon today when... (hey, it takes guts to admit that.) ...the little guy said he was going to be the best sailor in the whole army. What do you want to bet that he will? I just wonder when the army started taking on sailors.

Inspection

Tyler stood there for a moment, his thoughts focused on the fire burning in the chimney. He finally let out the question that had been bothering him for the last few minutes.
"Grandmom, what is that?"
"That's the fire."
"Yeah, but what's it called?"
"Oh, do you mean the chimney?"
"yes."
More thinking went on and then a good hard look at the chimney in question.
"So Santa comes down inside there? ~It looks a little small, are you sure he can fit?"
"Your right, it does look a little small. Maybe we better leave the door open for him this year.He should be able to see the tree through the window."
"Yeah...that might work."

Leaping Lizards

I was blowing the leaves out of the yard, minding my own business when it happened.~ A high pitched scream of sheer terror coming from the direction of my cousin. I turned to see my younger cousin placing a dead lizard on top of the trash can and a sheepish looking older cousin standing next to her. Back to my leaf blowing. Then I felt it, something in my hair. They didn't, they wouldn't? A glance at the trash can reveals no lizard. The laughing grins reveal an evil plot. Did you put that in my hair??? Then reverting to the girl inside me...I let out a girlish squeal of disgust. "Get it out, you get it out right now.Yuck, get it out!"
More laughter. I threaten them with the prospect of no christmas presents. They just smile at me, Lauren finally retrieves the dead reptile. They think it was funny...wonder how they will feel about the plastic lizard hair clips I am going to give them for Christmas this year? Revenge is sweet.

Oh be careful little hands...

Oh be careful little hands what you type. The amount of information people are willing to give out on the computer to strangers truly amazes me at times. It has been in my mind lately that people are very willing to give out a lot of information on the net. A joke was played on me, which I in turn played on you, my poor readers. A few of you participated by revealing things about your personal history to a random computer program, in reality they sent the information to me. This proves to me a few things.
1. People are willing to provide way too much personal information over the net.
2. Many of you are insanly loyal readers.
3. A lot of people around here are concerned about their love life.

Though the whole expirement was amusing I must apologize. I can only leave you with this hope...maybe she didn't read my answers. The truth is I didn't read many answers. Some appear to be lost the unknown computer world, some made it to my e-mail account but just so you know...I have not opened any of them without permission from the sender unless your name is Dex. (Sorry Dex.)

I repent. Hopefully the rest of my life will be crime free. Seriously though, you can't trust anyone these days. Be careful.

Things I did...

This is just a quick and very basic rundown of what I did this week...more for the purpose of knowing where the time has gone.

1. Mon.
I bowled a record number of games, got my highest score ever and made some new friends.

2. Tues.
Keoreoke and IHOP with Lauren, Daniel, and Robert.

3. Wed.
visiting with my friends at the bowling alley.

4. Thurs.
Church, violin lessons, supper with Jimmy and Stephanie after church.

5. Fri.
Christmas party with the BSM, "sights and sounds" festival, and a visit to the bowling alley on my way home.

6. Sat. woodworking with Neal and a movie.

7. Sun. Church, some more projects, Life story of Leonardo Da Vinci, painting (you could say I was inspired!) and violin practice!!!

Quote of the day

"Man is not free unless government is limited...As government expands, liberty contracts." ~Ronald Reagan

Today...

Well, today has been relatively low key. Went to violin lessons and managed to bluff my way through even though I haven't practiced a bit. She didn't actually ask me how much I practiced...once in two weeks cannot exactly be looked upon as dedicated.

Went to church. Bro. Butch babbled a lot this evening. I really don't know what the point of his sermon was...we read Rev. 4:8-10. Then he talked about wondering what happened to all the crowns which were thrown at the feet of Jesus and chased some rabbits.

After Church I headed to a family style restraunt with two of my friends. It was a very pretty place, set slightly off the road and built with huge logs. It looked like a hunting lodge. I had a very good cheeseburger.

Had to stop at the bowling alley to say hi to my second family. Sat around and discussed the diff. between Australia and America with Barry's girlfriend who is visiting from the land down under.

Now I am here, just thinking and wondering. Just that.

Extensions?

Ever have anyone ask you if your hair is real? I was having dinner with some new friends when one of the girls randomly asked if my hair was real or if I had extensions. It's all mine. Should I be smug? Should I crack up...what in the world? If I had extensions do you think I would admit it? What kind of question is that???

Oh by the way...

Hey, just in case you guys should see the picture of me drinking something which appears to be alcoholic in nature. IT IS A VIRGIN STRAWBERRY DACKERY. Do not be fooled by the sugar ring or the colorful straw or the stupid expression on my face! Ok, just had to let you know...that pic is gonna get me in trouble! My boss was showing it to my Uncle and Aunt this evening, next thing I know...he'll show it to my mom! Hehe...not fair since he is presenting it as something it isn't. If I ever drink a real one I'll be sure to get a picture of that too!

What's up?

Things have been crazy here lately. I bowl a lot. Got my highest score ever this evening with a whopping 158! Gotta start somewhere right? I'll get there one of these days!
Tomorrow I need to get some painting done and then I am taking my cousins to sing keoroke. I really want to sing but I am coming down with a cold so I suspect that it will not be possible. The fact of the matter is that I can't sing at all right this minute!
Shadow died thanksgiving night. We tried really hard to save him. He hung on four days and went through $650.00 worth of treatments but in the end he gave up. I miss him like crazy. It is soo strange driving up and having no one howling at me. Also, I don't have a friend to take to the park or walk very often. I was thinking about getting a new puppy but I am going to wait for a while because I do not know the plans which the Lord has in store for next year.
I am becoming less attached to things in general this year. I really feel like He could send me anywhere and that would be just fine with me. I only wish I knew for certain which direction to head. I will be teaching art starting in Jan. unless someone tells me something diff. Hopefully I can get enough classes set up to be teaching "full time." Or at least teach enough students to make a good salery.
I went to the riverwalk in San Antonio yesterday. Ate a great meal at some place...can't remember the name of the restraunt! It was awesome...the best brisket I have had in a long time...and I eaten a lot of brisket lately so that is a compliment. Hehe...for now we will say that this place is one of San Antonio's best kept secrets!
I also went for another boat ride down the San Antonio Rio. They have decorated it for the holidays. (Let me take a moment to add Christmas in here just to make sure you guys don't start boycotting my site because I didn't say Christmas.~A hot topic of conversation in my household this year!) It was all very beautiful!
Well, that was just a quick update from me...it is 2:00am here and I really should go to bed but I don't know if I will sleep. TTYL ~Sarah

Roses among Thorns

The small things in life are the things that make it special. The Roses among the thorns. This past week has been a time of heartache and anguish but even so there were small moments which I shall always cherish.

When the dog first started acting sick we brought him into the foyer and made him a bed downstairs. My cousin Tyler was sitting on the steps watching and wondering if Shadow was going to die. His little heart was very concerned as I walked up the stairs. A few minutes later he came running up to me with the biggest grin on his little face and said, "Sarah, I have good news!" "He is better!" "Come see him standing up!!" Sure enough Shadow had stood on wobbly feet and tried to retreat into a corner where little hands wouldn't pester him.

Grandmom tried to be there for me. Always willing to ride with me to the vet and to do whatever she could to keep Shadow alive.

The Vet taking time to pray with me and checking on Shadow even during the Thanksgiving holiday.

Pop picking out the perfect spot to bury Shadow, and then working even when he felt miserable to dig a hole big enough to bury him. I went out to help him dig and when I thanked him for his part he said, "I wouldn't have missed it for the world." and he meant it.

Kayla and Lauren learning that Shadow had been buried, giving up thier plot to scare Grandmom and Pop and instead running outside to place flowers on his grave.

The hugs and notes from friends and family.

A last glance at his still form and just being awed once again by his beauty even in death.

All these things are the roses among thorns.

Same old song to the newest toon...

Winter is here. Truck doesn't want to start on cold nights, the dog is dead, love life stinks, rather is basically non existent ...ideal settings for the latest and greatest in country music don't you think? If I were in the singing mood I'd be producing some hits right now!

Silence...

Silence has begun. All is quiet now. Thank you for all your prayers.

Shadow
Died Nov. 25, 2005

My last day at home with Shadow...

Silently he struggles to get closer to me. He has picked himself up off the ground and wobbled my direction. A few more steps, not those fast paced steps of agility but weak small steps with purpose. Steps taken, he collapses at my feet. Here he sits. Waiting for some words of praise, longing for the caress which he is sure will follow.

Sunshine is beaming down on us. I run a brush through his hair and he looks up with sad eyes. The tears flow and we both know that this is the end. We just sit. It has been a long night. Despite the sunshine all is not well.

Anguish

Wretched soul in pain and anguish. Pain, sorrow, the keys of life and death clutched tightly in my fist. One word and the screaming will end in silence. One last breath gulped in panic and then nothing.

A silence so loud that wails of pain and sorrow cannot drown it out. A silence which cries out in anguish. The deafening noise of defeat which darkly calls out to me and taunts me with "what if."

What if tomorrow came, what if I was only fighting for a time. What if I was crying for your touch, just to know you were there? What if my fever had eased? What if you were me?

Can I drown the screams of pain. Will the voices cease to call out to me? God, please...put us both out of our misery. I do not wish to play the hand of death. I do not want my role. You take back the stupid keys. I cannot kill my friend. Not me. I watch in agony and ask just this...why me?

What if?

Shadow

Shadow is in critical condition. He will be spending the next 48hrs with the vet. ~Can't talk about it without crying.

"Remember the Goliad, Remember the Alamo."

When General Antonio Lopez de Santa Anna attacked the the Alamo, early on the morning of March 6, 1836, he had no idea that years later the battle cry which gave the newly independent country of Texas it's courage to defeat his cause would still echo through the streets.










He took no prisoners that day and all the men who fought for Texas independence within the walls of the Alamo breathed their last. However, he did not gain the ultimate victory. Today the cries of "Remember Goliad, Remember the Alamo." still echoe through the streets. Young Texans think on days gone by, and go away inspired by the courage of the past, ready if need be to face forces bigger than themselves and to defend the future.










Last weekend I had the honor of walking through the structure where heros such as James Bowie, David Crockett, and William B. Travis gave their last breath in defence of a cause. The cause of freedom. As Texan pride swells in my heart. I am thankful for the battle that these brave men fought. May Texans always hear the battle cry, "Remember Goliad, Remember the Alamo." as they walk through it's halls and may the cause of freedom be forever in our hearts.

Tickle Test

Sarah, your holiday wish is to Get a Kiss Under the Mistletoe

A fun flirt like you certainly doesn't rest on your laurels over the holidays. In fact, a go-getter like you usually cranks things up a notch. Not one to miss any social event of the season, you take advantage of the fact that everyone's gathering round to eat, drink, and be merry.Whether you've got a long-time sweetie you want to meet under the mistletoe or are still looking for that special cutie to catch under the love branch, you know that keeping romance alive is what makes everything, especially the holidays, a little better. Pucker up!

Well now, I admit I might like a kiss but...since I'm doing my best to save those for the right guy. I don't suppose I'll be kissing anyone for the holidays this year. I think I'd like to avoid the mistletoe even if the test says I am leaning that direction. Although I admit a sexy, good looking guy to drag around to parties might be a nice plus for the holidays. He can't kiss me though...

San Antonio

<--THE RIVERCENTER
A view of the flags.
















Going up? City Views!















Nick, Tabitha, John, and I took a ride on "Miss Margarita" a riverboat which gives it's passengers the inside scoop and a whole new twist on spending the day on the "river walk." Here are a few shots of our trip taken from the boat.
<--- The river center

<----Pictures of San Antonio.
<--- A 300 year old tree.

Spent this weekend...

Ever spent a day paddling down the river in a canoe weighted down almost to water level? Ever use your hands to pull/push a stranded boat to your desired destination? I have. This weekend Nick, Tabitha, and John came down to spend a few days with me. We went out in the motorboat for a fishing trip but as is the usual case with all of the boats I have ever been connected to all motion was powered by water movement and the human hands. great times!

Here they are!

Ok, thought you might like to see the fish I caught on my last fishing trip! It really isn't one of the best shots of me but now you know the truth about what I look like on a cold day when I've been fishing after getting only 3hrs of sleep.

Monday and Tuesday

Gary came to for a visit. We had lunch at CiCi's Pizza and spent the day catching up on life. A walk to Dairy Mart was an added touch of fun and umm..yes, we had ice spitting contests while sitting and visiting on the tailgate of my truck. Gary won...I think he has had more practice!
My Grandparents got to celebrate an anniversary. My whole family headed next door for dinner and singing and, of course, we took Gary along for the thrill!
Tuesday dawned bright and early. I tried to sleep late but decided to give up around 8am. We spent the morning hanging out at home but that afternoon Gary and I decided to take the little turtle I caught last Sun. out to the park. We released him in a muddy river which should have been just right for a common musk turtle such as himself to enjoy. He was cute...he took a few short steps toward the water and then tumbled the rest of the way in.
The park was beautiful so Gary and I just hung out in the sunshine and enjoyed being out of doors all day. Later we had supper and I hugged him goodbye around 2:30am when he headed home. He will be in Iraq towards the end of the month. Pray for his safety and protection.

Got to see Gary this week!

I got to see Gary this week! Great times!

We talked about this black and white picture of us while he was here... we took it right before he headed off to boot camp two summers ago! Left to right: Sarah, Gary, and Lori. Front and center, Lindsey! It seems that some of his authorities got to see this picture and they gave him some hard times over it... asked him what kind of a guy he was, with his long hair and all his girls! Pimp...might have been the word they used!

Kind of funny to think of then and now...we've changed a bit.

Gary (taken last month)

Lori on her last visit home.














Lindsey (taken about two months ago.)
Just a note in case anyone is curious
I think Lindsey looks more like me in this pic than she looks like herself!



Me (taken about two months ago!) Here is a picture of me when I look more like Lindsey.

Isn't he cute?

My favorite picture of the turtle we found today.
Doesn't it have a cute face? I tried really hard to get a good picture of him but the camara wouldn't focus well on such a small object!

Turtles

We found a penny size turtle today. Here are some pics I took of it.

Sunday

Sunday was fun! My good friend Amy turned 19. Her boyfriend called me up Fri. to let me know that he was planning a suprise party for her Sunday after church. I had to change some plans but I managed to get there...

I got into on Sat. night to celebrate my Dad's b-day but I didn't let anyone from church know I was around. It was well worth the effort. Amy was totally suprised about the birthday party and the squeal and the tears I got when she saw me were priceless!

Sat.

I was supposed to attend a college retreat last weekend but before I started packing my plans made a complete turn around.

I talked with my buddy who in the army. He is stationed in Kentucky but had plans to visit Texas. Instead of the college retreat I opted to head the other direction...


Saturday:
Dad's birthday was this Sat. My family went to the beach to celebrate. I got there about 45minutes after the party had started to find them all packing up and getting ready for a trip to wal-mart. The mosquitos are bigger in Texas and it seems they were out in force. I took a few moments for myself to look at the coast and watch the waves crash to shore. Then I joined my family at wal-mart.
Ryan and I had a good visit while waiting for everyone to get done shopping and he decided to ride home with me so we had a little bit of time to talk.
My cousin Stacey was in town so I went to my Grandpa's house to visit with her. We had a good time chatting and then I headed back to my house for about an hour.
It turned out that one of the care givers who is taking care of my Grandmother on the evening shift is a friend of mine so I got to see her when she came in for her shift. We had a good catch up visit which was a lot of fun and then I went home for some sleep.

Friends!

A visit with Pres before he left for his next teaching job!

"The Elderly"

I was working on an expirement in the kitchen today when my cousin tried to get my attention. She wanted me to look at some cartoon character on tv. Knee deep in flour, ~well, not quite knee deep but you get the picture, I told her that I was kind of busy and didn't really want to see the robot. She smiled and said she knew that I wouldn't be interested. Curious I asked why she thought that she smiled again and said, "the elderly never watch cartoons."

A List of firsts:

10 Firsts:
First boyfriend/girlfriend: Umm...officially?
Friend:Kelly?
First screen name: Life_and_liberty
First kiss: A little boy at my preschool chased me around the playground and kissed me. He was cute!
First piercings: I got my ears pierced when I was 12.
First crush: The little kid at preschool...I can point out his picture but I can't remember his name.
First music: GooGooGaGaGoochieGoochieGoo (something about a troll.) First stuffed animal: My memory fails me. I had a very nice mouse named sunshine, a cheetah some carebares, a purple popple and various other stuffed animals.
School:Don't remember the name of my pre-school

9 Lasts:
Last cigarette: Never smoked
Last thing you bought: Two pair of jeans and two t-shirts
Last movie seen:Umm...I can't remember. Guess I should go see one soon!
Last phone call:Chad
Last cd played: Totally counrty 4
Last bubble bath: A few weeks back, don't worry I usually just leave the bubbles out of my cleansing routine.
Last time you cried: I think I cried a bit on the 31rst.
Last date:Define date? I suppose it was with Rusty H. though I have been in one on one type situations since then.

8 Have you ever:
Have you ever dated one of your best friends:Yes
Have you ever skinny dipped: No
Have you ever been on tv: No
Have you ever fallen in love: I've tripped before.
Have you ever lost someone you loved: Yes
Have you ever been depressed: Yes
Have you ever woken up and not known where you were: Yeah, but I figured it out pretty quick.

7 places you've been to:
1. The forrests of Pennsylvania
2. The beaches of Florida
3. The swamps of Lousianna
4. The mountains of Tennessee
5. The Museaums of Washington D.C.
6. An Orphan home in Indiana
7. Roadside parks in Arkansas

6 things you've done today:
1. Slept late
2. Avoided phone calls
3. Read my Bible
4. Answered the phone
5. Checked on internet world
6. Filled out this survey

5 Favorite things in NO order:
1. Computer
2. Truck
3. Music
4. Did I mention my truck? Oh, yeah...uh...my down comforter
5. The soft sheets on my bed

4 People you can tell [almost] anything to:
1. Uh...
2. I'm
3. not
4. sure...but I tell some people a lot.


3 Wishes
1. To have the chance to travel
2. To marry/raise a godly family who loves the Lord
3. To maintain good health


2 Things you want to do before you die:
1. Find true love
2. See my great grand children!

1 Person that you'd do anything for:
1. Anything? I'd do a lot for many, I'd bend over backwards for my Dad, anything is stretching it a bit.

Just talking...

Well, most of you figured out that the 31rst was off to a bad start in my neck of the woods. It did get better. I left the house about 4pm to help out with a fall festival at my church. Arrived in time to sweep out some extra water and hang up a train sign.

When that was done I accidently got myself a babysitting job. After about 20minutes of following a two year old around we went back to her Grandmother and I took over the job of opening hotdog buns and placing them on little paper holders. This was actually enjoyable because I got to see all the people ~at least all the hotdog eating people. I had a partner in crime and we had a good time joking around. Then I got replaced by the volunteers who had signed up for the second shift. This was rather sad, because then I had nothing to do.

It was about that time that I heard a cry for help. Someone had been stuck in the fishing booth longer than nature wanted to allow so I took over her job for a while. Feeding the lines candy as they slung themselves over the wooden barrier. It was rather dangerous as we had some very gung ho fisherpeople.

Once my job in the fishing booth was done I replaced an older couple at the basketball toss. There I stayed for most of the night. Things started coming to an end and I was told not to hand out anymore tickets but I was asked to stay there and keep an eye on the temperature of the players. This I did for what seemed like an unreasonable amount of time. I finally walked up to my instruction giver and told her that I needed to go and asked if she wanted me to bring her the basketball. She had forgotten that I was still over there.

I was talking with Mr. Charlie while the guys started putting away picnic tables.He asked if I wanted to help him move one so I did. We moved three...they seemed a bit heavy. The main problem with moving them is that I am sooo stinking short I couldn't get any height on them. Me thinks I shall leave all the heavy picnic table moving to the guys in the future.

In need of a cave

The phone seems to be ringing off the hook. I am about to go crazy. Granted there are a few people that I'd really love to get a phone call from but running up and down the stairs with calls for Pop has started getting on my nerves.

The storm outside is angry. It is pouring forth fury, and to tell you the truth it looks to be the perfect thing to spoil holloween. I agree with the storm. My temperment is in step with it's plans. I too despise the day.
Rain? I, hope it rains a lot. ~I'm not very sympathetic to the cause and I really would love for there to be a decent tv show on tonight but I don't feel like watching witches, ghosts and creepy things.

Stepping on some toes.

To my tall friends,
Hey, I see your wearing flat shoes...trying to blend in with the ground??? *snickers* Oh, wait...that really isn't funny, is it?

Think it is cute to comment on a short person's heel size? Does it make you feel better about your height? It isn't really funny and it can be down right annoying. I have more people comment on the heels of my shoes these days. The funny thing is they all think they are original and suprisingly enough they laugh at their own jokes - like they are funny.

I think Mrs. Manners and I would not be in the wrong to inform you that comments on shoe height really aren't the way to win friends and influence people. Not offended but someone needs to speak up on the matter! After all, I don't want my friends to be a bunch of heels.

Lazy days

Today was perfect. The sky was blue, the sun was warm and the water was beautiful. A friend and I took the dog and the canoe out for a lazy day on the river. Fishing poles and splashing. Great stuff!

Sneaky waiters...

My Grandmother and my Great Uncle had a birthday celebration yesterday. We all went out to eat at a local mexican food restruant. While we were there Grandmom opened a present. Then our observant waiter tried to get me in trouble. He walked up and asked me whose birthday it was and I assumed that someone else had discussed the matter so I opened my big mouth and made a few gestures in the direction of my Uncle and Grandmom. Imagine the surprise on their faces when he came out singing happy birthday with all of the waiters and waitresses.

They brought out two giant sombreros and dessert. This all would have been fine but when they asked him who told he pointed to me. *gulps* ~So wrong of him, he lead me to believe he knew. What a sneaky guy. Anyway, the whole thing was pretty funny!

Hey Everyone,
I challenge you to a quizz! (my score said this)
You are a Minister. (Haha, no I'm not just a preacher's kid!)
Technically, you got them ALL RIGHT!!! I applaude you!
I furnished some very hard questions there! Congratulations! Your
mastery of the Bible is quite impressive - you are truly Bible-versed!
God Bless! (Ok, I took it and those were my results now lets see how well you guys do.)

How Bible-versed are you?
brought to you by umm...whoever he was!

Haircut

Ok, here is the deal.

Sarah is getting a haircut. The style, cut and length are undecided but I will be getting one at some point in the near future.

If you have a certain look in mind that you've been wishing I would try or someone you know would try, think that you are an expert on women's hair, are appalled at the thought of chopping off even one inch of my hair or have anything at all to say on the matter...This is the time to tell me because if you wait much longer you will miss this window of opportunity. Suggestions, links to pictures of haircuts, word of warning. Place them here or e-mail them to me.

Speak now or keep the mouth in the off position later! All suggestions will be considered, some more seriously than others. I reserve the right pick the final cut and you are in no way allowed to be offended if I don't choose the one you think might be the best. This is America though so go ahead and voice your ideas!

Oh, and so far Neal says shorter...how much shorter? Well, the only other suggestion was a buzz cut. Umm...no. Not doing that Chad so you had better try again. Any really good suggestions?

Violins and great big grins

I pulled out my violin this afternoon when I should have been heading out the door to paint. Amy was over and we had dueling violins. She played my battery operated look alike and laughed as I squeaked out a tune on the larger version. The little stink taunted me about my playing. I ended up showing her how to hold the real thing and we decided that we are going to learn how to play it sometime soon.

I must have said "If" because soon we were quoting lines from Cinderalla and having a ball. I love kids... really love them. I went away wondering why I didn't just get married so I could have some kids. Ok, well, that was a confession you won't hear much. Gotta be up really late to catch something like that coming out of my mouth.

Lesson in driving....

Well folks,
I had my first driving lesson standard style! Neal decided that he would let me drive his poor little truck. He showed me the pedals, and explained the idea behind the clutch. Then we moved the seat all the way forward and away we went...well, some of the time. Other times I just had to start the car over again.

You should have seen my teacher. He had his knees against the dashboard but suprisingly enough even with all the ruckus he remained rather calm. Actually, to tell you the truth, he'd make a good driver's ed teacher. He didn't laugh at me just with me. He also didn't add stress the situation which was really great of him.

I'm still not a pro though, so if anyone wants to let me borrow a standard for a while just let me know. I'd rather wreck one you own than one I own...
....Wait, I don't own one. Yeah, maybe that is the reason I need to use yours! I'd like to take up drag racing when I get a little better so keep that in mind!

Cousins

Today my two youngest cousins came charging up the stairway. They looked around for Grandmom and Pop but then realized that I was the only one at home. They decided to watch TV in the office so I put my keyboard away for a while and stretched out on the floor to watch the cartoon with them. All of a sudden the little rugrat who had been sitting on the couch plopped down on top of me and continued watching the his show. His bony little elbows kept digging deep into my rib cage but the look of contentment on his face that was well worth the pain.

I should have known something was up...not long after he changed locations a commercial came on, all of a sudden I found myself in the middle of an all out tickle war. The little guy just started tickling me and then he called his sister over for back up. There I was, two giggly cousins against me. Luckily they are small and haven't learned how to tickle hard yet. We were giggling and squirming until the show came on and then...magically things went back to normal. Amy caught her breath and Tyler watched and waited for his next chance to catch me off guard. Next commercial and the war was on....until the front door opened. You've never seen little kids sit up straighter or sit more quietly. It was as if we had been caught red handed in the cookie jar! I was smothering laughter because I haven't been in trouble for a long time.

Lets talk baseball..

Haha, for those of you who know me this might appear to be rather comical. Sarah talking baseball??? As Chad would say, "What in the world???"

The truth is, I rarely pay attention to baseball at all. I might ask who is playing/winning the world series on a yearly basis but that is about it. Lance and my pastor give me the weekly updates on how the Astros are doing and aside from that I haven't paid attention to the sport as a whole.

However, someone wants to know how I feel about the Astros and if I side with them as they take the shot at the MLB. What can I say? Of course I side with them, who else would I side with? I'm a Texan and I'm proud of our boys.

Well,

Hey all,
I feel like I should write something.

*coughs*


After my last post (see application below) I almost feel like crawling under the table or something but hey...I find it amusing. Seriously! I can't help but be amused...it is funny to see how people respond.

*sidenote*
I hear my Uncle has been lurking around here...haha, scary! ~ Man, it is fun to post my thoughts here until I think that my relatives might actually be getting to know me. Who'd a thunk it? I do try to write things as they are...sometimes that is good but it doesn't always work that way. Here is the deal, if your related to me and you read this blog...Well, what's seen in computer land stays in computer land...got it? Oh, and if you tell Grandmom I popped those bags of air she has been saving I'll have a bone to pick with you. Yes, you Uncle Rod.

Back to my ramblings:

Well, people want to know what I have been doing lately. I keep telling them that I paint. They look at me like there is more to life then painting...is there? I guess I'll make a stab at telling you what I've been doing.

I was in my old stomping grounds last weekend. I went to the Rodeo with Amy Saturday night. I finally rode the mechanical bull after three years of thinking it over. All I can say is, "Better late than never!!!" It was a blast! I'd do it again in a heart beat! Amy was there so if you want to know how I rode better ask her...I am not able to say. I do know that I got really dizzy...by the time I got off that thing I couldn't walk straight. ;)

We checked out the livestock while searching for J.M. and ran into Aaron D. who was planning on being in the calf scramble. Had to watch that! Aaron caught his calf in the scramble. He was super quick, first kid to get a calf. It was good stuff!

Made a few new friends at the consert. Amy likes being way up front near the people so I got to look guys like Cooter Graw, Roger Craiger and Blue Edmunson or some such persons in the eye. ~Devin if you ever read this, your eyes are beautiful! The guys sang up a storm and a good time was had by all. Oh, and I got two signatures on my free coozie. Blue E. and Devin something... can't read the last name but when they become famous I'll be putting my coozie on e-bay so keep an eye out for it!

Went to Dad's church that Sunday. It was nice seeing everyone again! Took a nice long nap Sunday afternoon. Then met up with Amy, Nick, John, Tab, and Ryan for some late night fellowship at Sonic after evening services.

Monday: I picked up some sticks, did some raking, visited with Amy, collected some pecans, had lunch with Chad, went to see some the Mrs. Rachel and her crew and then hung out at Dairy Mart with Jeremy, Susan, Corey and a few others.

Tuesday: I hung out at the house cleaned the rodeo dirt off of my truck and talked on the phone for hours. Marvin came by so I helped him look up some information on the computer. That might have been the day I hung out with Dad dripping oil on his drill bit while he drilled holes. It is all a blur really.

Wednesday: I hung out with Mom and then headed home. It was hard for me to leave. My brother was inviting me to watch a movie with him, and my sister and mother were making sad faces at me as if to say, "Don't leave." I finally told them not to make it harder than it already was so then my sister put on a huge silly grin and started saying, "farewell!" and shoooing me out the door. She is a nut and I miss her.
I stopped by the local hangout to get a coke for the road and had to hug all the locals goodbye. They wanted to know when I was coming back but I couldn't say for sure so it stunk to not know. Then, to clench the deal, as I pulled out of town I passed a good friend who called me up on the cell phone and wanted to know if I was going to my Dad's church that night. He was. I said, "no." and sadly headed down the road to new places and other faces.

*sighs* I was almost feeling sorry for myself but then...

As I drove into town Wed. night I picked up a guy walking down the street. Don't freak out yet he was perfectly harmless. Just to make sure that my Mom's heart keeps beating I had better just admit it was Jordan. For those of you who don't know him he is a fellow home schooler who I have known since he was in diapers. He lives near me and I knew it'd be ok. We got to talking and decided to head to a Bible study the next town over on Thursday night. Yeah, I skipped church to go to a Bible study. hehe...one of those things you have to do everyonce in a while!

Friday: I hung out at the bowling alley for a few hours and helped draw faces on bowling pins. Then I went to a friend's house. We were watching a cooking show and just goofing around. Haha, how is that for entertainment?

This Saturday afternoon I got ready for a nice stroll in the park when a phone call changed my plans for the evening. Off to a Bible study with my friend. Got in late but still took time for some catch up sessions on yahoo messenger. All is well and I am getting back into the groove of things in my "other town."

Now it is Sunday. Went to church this morning and am thinking a nice long nap would be the perfect way to spend my afternoon. The park still needs a visit though so who knows which will win out?

So yeah...what do I do besides paint? Not much...just whatever comes up!

Ok, if you read all that you deserve a prize! *hug* :)

Application to Date me (Part 1)

I was searching for a photo in my e-mail account when I came across the beginning of a project I started playing with sometime last year. Several things went into my decision to write this but the main reason was just for fun. I suppose I also wanted to scare away most of the casual offers. Hand a guy something like this before you will even consider dating him and you probably won't have to deal with him again...or it'll take him at least 6 months to figure out how to answer the questions!

I never actually handed this baby out but I figure I'll put it here for entertainment value.
Will I consider dating someone who fills it out?...of course, if he fits my qualifications.
The thing about this application is that there are some questions that don't have a right or wrong answer and some that do. Honesty is always the best route so if you do take the trouble of filling it out be truthful. Sure if you want to use this for yourself feel free to print it out.
..Haha, seriously you can really succeed in scaring people off by doing strange things like that so don't blame me if the guy/girl you hand this to goes running off in the other direction! (*evil grin* That is the purpose right?)

Date: ___/ ____/ 20__

Full Name:
Tag:
Address:
E-mail:
Website/weblog?
Phone Number: (___)___-_____
Cell: _____-______ Pager:____-_____
Age:____ D.O.B.: ___/___/__GPA: ___. _
Curfew: __: __am
Normal rising time: ___am
Time you prefer to retire at night: ______
Race:__________ Height:_____'____" Weight: ____lbs
Eye Color:___________
Do you consider yoursef athletic?_yes _no _somewhat
Hair Color (natural / current): _________ / ___________
Do you have any Piercings: ______
Locations:_________________________
Any tattoos?________
Where & What? _______________________________
Are you planning on getting any tattoos/piercings in the future?
___Yes
___Thinking about it/undecided/couldn't say for sure
___No, Never

Do you currently own a vehicle?____
Model: _______________________
Year: _____
Color: _____
Number of Speakers: _______
Size: ______________________
Type of deck used: ____________
Trucks:_________________

When questioned by others would you defend:
__ Chevy
__ Dodge
__ Ford
__ Other/______________________
__Undecided

What would you say your clothing tastes run toward:
(Check as many as apply)
__Western
__business casual
__Skater
__Dressy
__Mom buys my clothes sowhatever she picks out
__Casual
__Hippie
__Gothic
__50s
__Other
__Preppy
__Don't care
__Classic
__Punk
Favorite clothing brand: __________________
Shoe Co.: ______________

Have you ever been convicted of a felony? ____
If so, explain? __________________________
_____________________________________
How do you feel about the following habits?

Drinking acoholic beverages? _______________
___________________________________
___________________________________
Smoking? ____________________________
Do you dip? ___________________________
Cussing?_____________________________
Use of illegal drugs?______________________
___________________________________
If you participate or plan to participate in any
of the above activities please list here.
___________________________________
What is your goal in life?___________________
___________________________________
Do you dance? ______ Explain:_____________
___________________________________

Do you play/participate in any sports _____
Which sports?___________________________
I:
__Play to kill
__ Play to win
__Play for fun but like to win
__Playfor enjoyment
___Depends on the group I am playing in.

Do you watch sports? _____

Which ones?_______________________
Do you race cars?____

In 50 words or less answer the following questions:
(Unless you would like to write a book on the subject
...in which case go ahead!)

1) Why do you want to date me? __________________________________
__________________________________
2) What is your idea of a date? __________________________________
__________________________________
__________________________________
Do you plan on dating as:
__ friends
__ casually
__with the intent of a serious relationship that
would end ideally end in marriage?

Anything you want to clarify on the above choice? ________________________________
________________________________

What standards do you set for yourself within a dating relationship?
________________________________
________________________________
________________________________
________________________________
Are you willing to abide by the standards and rules that I set up for those dating me?
__ Yes, absolutely
__ Yes, but I might try to change those.
__ No, not really
__ Like what are you talking about here?

Ever been married? _yes _no
Ever been engaged?_____ How many times?____
Have any children? _____________________________
Any situations that you should tell someone you are wanting to date? __________________________________________
How do you feel about having a live in girlfriend?__________
__________________________________________
Ever had any? _yes _no _currently (Allow me to clarify that I am not able or willing to be that kind of girlfriend so if your leaning that way count me out. I'm just trying to see where you stand on the issue.)

Ok, well, that was a start at something....Not all the questions are important. Some of the issues hardly matter while others are very important. I don't really know why I put this whole thing together...or why I posted it...guess I'm just bored.

Not really taking applications currently but hey, if you think your the man for the job go ahead and apply. Be sure to include a personal testimony of how the Lord is working in your life, what your relationship with Christ means to you, how you know that you are saved and also a description of the job you are applying for and how you can fill the position.

I found a great list of questions written by someone's dad that we also might discuss before you get an answer. *grins* Send application to texasgal1983@gmail.com

Having A Heart of Hospitality

A study on Luke 10:38-42

“Now it came to pass, as they went, that he entered into a certain village: and a certain woman named Martha received him into her house.”
Luke 10:38

What does it mean to receive someone into your house?

Look up these words:
Hospitality
Receive

Having a heart of hospitality should be an important part of the grace and skill that we build into our daily lives. It is important to be prepared for those who stumble into our lives in need of lodging, a meal, someone to share with, or simply an afternoon of good Christian fellowship.
While we may not always have all the supplies that we need on hand to prepare a gourmet dinner we can prepare our hearts and homes for service in small ways each day.
When I think of the importance of hospitality, a family in the Bible comes to mind. Martha, Mary and Lazarus, who where good friends of our Lord Jesus Christ. They seem to have been prepared for visitors and we see in scripture that Jesus visited this family many times.
During one of our Lord’s visit with Martha and Mary we learn important truths about having a heart of hospitality.

(Luke 10 vs. 38) “Now it came to pass, as they went, that he entered into a certain village: and a certain woman named Martha received him into her house.”
The Lord was able to drop in on Martha because she had a heart of hospitality. She most likely slaved away keeping the house in good order for her family and making sure things ran smoothly in the event that a friend should stop by.

Martha was organized. She had a plan of action. We should be prepared for life and the company it brings us. We can start by working each day to bring our hearts, and house into order. Martha was a woman of action who knew that an important step to hospitality is having a plan, and completing tasks in order to meet her goals however we see in the next few verses that having a plan of action doesn‘t always mean that our hearts are prepared to be of service to our Lord.

(Luke 10 vs. 39) “And she had a sister called Mary, which sat at Jesus’ feet and heard his word.
Mary understood that although having a clean house is important personal attention and a good environment is needed, fellowship with the Lord is also an important part of hospitality. She left her duties and came to sit by Jesus and to learn and fellowship with him. Putting Christ first in her life.

Through Mary’s reaction to Christ’s visit we see that step one to having a heart for hospitality is preparing the heart for service through personal time with the Lord Jesus Christ.

Put Christ first in your life.

Start out your day having fellowship with the Lord.

Seek the Lord’s will for your time, and life through daily prayer.

While Mary sought fellowship with the Lord, Martha slaved away. Her heart was burdened and fretful because she longed for fellowship but was stuck with the chores.

(Luke 10 vs. 40) “But Martha was cumbered about much serving. and came to him, and said, Lord, dost thou not care that my sister hath left me to serve alone?”


The things Martha was doing were important but in her haste to be and do right she had forgotten that putting Christ first is the most important thing we can do.
Christ reminds her of this. “Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things: but one thing is needful.”
We can probably all identify with Martha as we have all had times when we struggled to finish the lunch preparations, school assignments or clean the house and check for clutter with deadlines pressing dangerously near. We have all been bothered to no end at times when someone (normally brothers or sisters) are supposed to be helping us but seem to find all sorts of other things to occupy their time. In our frustration we often snap at those who are closest to us. Losing the joy that comes from fellowship and bringing our attitudes away from a heart for hospitality.
Jesus pities Martha in this verse and reminds her that although those things (the things she is doing) are important only one thing is needed. (a relationship with himself.) Reminding her, that a relationship with him cannot be taken away and is the most important part of the heart of fellowship.

(Luke 10 vs. 41and 42) “And Jesus said answered and said unto her, Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things: but one thing is needful : and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.”
In order to create a heart of fellowship we now understand that seeking the Lord is most important. Start your day by setting aside time to fellowship with him. Once your heart and soul are in fellowship with him you will automatically be able to show his love to others around you in a more visible way.

Getting to know me (Part 1)

I recently took a survey that was designed to tell people a little bit about myself. I decided to change the format and then post the information so that you can get to know me a little better.

My friends call me Sarah. "I wasn't born in Texas I got here as soon as I could.” The Lord gave me hazy blue eyes and hair that is basically blonde but borders on light brown. ~I really don’t know what color I should call it. I reached 5ft tall! Yes, this is something to shout about considering that it is a few inches taller than my wonderful Mother.

I’ve been told I’m sinister. Wait, don’t leave. -That has something to do with the Latin word for left handed. :)

I have a mixed blood pumping through my veins. The main parts of it is a bit of German, a little French, and some Irish. It is a bad mix, I get sunburned like a true fair skinned German, don’t at all have the sexy French accent and can’t dance so I don’t know where the Irish went. Wait, maybe I can’t dance because I’m Baptist and haven’t tried it much? Well, moving on...

Shoes seem to be the next topic on the agenda. I’m not wearing any shoes at all right now. It is my usual custom to take my shoes off when I sit down to play with my computer. During the summer I love to wear shoes which will slip on and off my feet with ease. However, my boots win out in the winter and when I have a pair of boots I wear them until the bitter end. Which is pretty much why you might not have seen me wearing any lately.

My biggest weakness is that I have a hard time saying no when people want me to help them with projects. This might be because one of my greatest fears is not being able to please the people I love. I’m a perfectionist by nature and that can be a great thing but if I can’t do it right then I tend to not want to do it at all, so sometimes I need a bit of a shove in the direction I am supposed to be heading.

This year I’d like to finish paying off my truck. I always have plenty of ways to spend my cash but my family has been planning to go on a choir tour of Italy. I’d dearly like to go along for the ride but when it comes down to it I’ll probably be watching the mail for post cards.

I love using instant messenger and sometimes bug my friends with an over used “hehe.” It may be one of the silliest ways of expressing laughter but LOL was my major flaw last year so I had to come up with a different term. I guess I’m just grateful to have so many wonderful friends who make me laugh when I am typing!

My first thoughts when waking in the morning are probably, “Bah, go away morning.” The reason for this is that my bedtime tends to be when my eyes start drooping from lack of sleep. A time frame for my bedtime would be about 1:30-3:00am.

I have a hard time picking one feature that I would describe as "my best." When people ask me this question in real life I usually tell them my feet. I like my feet a lot but I don’t really think they are my best feature, they are just a safe, fun, feature. I just like to see the reactions on people’s faces. If they aren’t shocked then I know what they think about me!

I loved being part of the local 4-H groups as a young person. I remember being rather sad when I said goodbye to friends, competitions, and learning through such a great program. My favorite projects in 4-H had to be the camping trips we took as part of the field and stream group. I also loved being part of the photography projects and learning to sew. The project I hated most was probably cooking for the food and nutrition group or the public speaking competitions. I always enjoyed getting ready for them but the actual interview or speaking time was torture! Probably because the perfectionist side of me couldn’t get it right and I hate being judged or scored.

My favorite soft drink is Coca Cola Classic. I rarely drink a soda that is any other flavor. Pop is good stuff and I highly recommend it. I’d rather drink Coke or water to any other liquid. I don’t drink coffee or cappuccino basically I just don't like the way they taste!.

I’m a southerner but I avoid tea. If it is offered I’d rather drink lipton tea. I jokingly call Nestea “Nasty.“ ~No matter what kind of tea I’m drinking I like it better with ice being sweetened with pure white unadulterated sugar.

McDonalds wins over Burger king but that isn‘t a complete victory. I‘d normally just rather skip a meal than eat at either place. Sonic wins as my overall favorite spot to go for a cheeseburger in a hurry.

I don’t date much. I‘d rather just hang out with guys as friends because leading people on isn‘t very nice and I’m fairly certain that I haven‘t come across Mr. Right or if I have he hasn't figured it out yet! Sometimes I‘ll go out on a random date with a guy for fun but I really don‘t know how I feel about casual dating on the whole. I didn’t date at all until I got out of high school.

Have I been in Love? I've tripped before that is certain. I had to pick myself back up and it took a while for the wounds to heal but life did go on, so it is hard to answer that. Is love something from which you can recover???

Random statement: I like vanilla better than chocolate!

Quote me if you like!

A college education alone is not the thing that makes you successful. Do not allow it to define you, for it does not make you who you will become. Education is a means to unlock a door. It can be a useful tool but only when you are going through the right door. I don't believe it is the only choice. If you do not have a degree to unlock the door you are not out of options. You may be of a mind to sit down and give up, or you can always choose a new door if you like. I, for one, have never been afraid of picking locks. Force is also an option. How bad do you want to go through a door? If not having a key will stop you, your resolve has been lost before you started.

Heck, I'd say the key to being successful is not unlocking doors but choosing which doors to unlock.

Confession

Umm...I have a confession to make.

*guilty grin*

Well, it is like this folks. The house I'm staying in is a helter schelter wall to wall mess. That is the honest truth. I am really just a visitor but I live here so I try to tidy things up as I walk by or putting away the few items whose homes I am can figure out. Lately, a new and almost sinister temptation is upon me.

Allow me to explain.

My grandmother collects several types of products. She regularly gets shipments of beauti control, mela stinka, (I mean melaleuca) and Creative Memories. These things all bring her joy. The problem is that even packing material is reuseable and nothing that is reusable is thrown away around here. I noticed over the past few days a horribly large amount of air filled plastic bags sitting around waiting to be used for mailing or packing should that ever occur.

Then it happened, I picked one up and popped it. I threw it away. Then another, then another, then another...I'm addicted. I'm hoping she won't notice perhaps I won't die since new orders are expected in so she will soon have more packing materils... I feel terribly guilty. The worst of it? I'm somewhat addicted to seeing small spots appear in places filled with junk. I may need prayer...not sure if I can handle my random desires to throw away even useful things.

To tell you the truth I'm having a hard time coping with it all. I don't want to be a bother and have them wish me living somewhere else. I don't want to live with mountains of stuff either. Why are earthly posessions so alluring? hmm...well, I'm going to go see if there is anything else I can throw out. Later people!

This week has been awesome.

When my family evacuated along with almost the entire Texas coast we left our home behind in what seemed to be the path of distruction. It was with strained and slightly unsettled feelings that I hugged my family goodbye and headed out. I left a day earlier than the rest hauling camping gear and other things that we thought might come in handy should the house be blown away or damaged.

Two cats and a dog huddled in various states of distress within the confines of my baby truck. The cats were panicked not having ever been in a cage at all...ever... they mewed loudly and protested with full voices at the injustice which had seemingly been thrust upon them in what was the fairest of weather. It did appear to be the most inconvienient time in thier short lives. The dog happily gazed about from his perch in the front seat. It was easy to notice that he was eager to see where the next road would lead.

All was loaded and the last of the things in my room had been placed as advantagiously as possible inside the house. Darkness was almost upon me when I left for the hills. That was the start of what turned out to be a very nice week. I arrived at my Grandparents and started helping them get organized for the others who would be joining us shortly. Washing sheets, making beds and doing the small things that add up in the long run. I'd like to say that this was all done and that the company arrived in a picture perfect world but in reality that is far from the case.

My Dad's parents, my family, and our friends all joined Grandmom, Pop and I for what turned out to be one of those crazy weekends one can only dream about and never thinks to imagine. People scattered all over the floors at night, fellowship until the wee hours of the morning, and a list of other activities to fill the day. It seemed like a family reunion. Everyone got along pretty well and even the 7 dogs and 6 cats seemed to do well together though a few of the cats stayed in cages and one is missing still. To make the end of this crazy but somewhat wonderful weekend everyone was able to travel home to find homes and yards intact. There it is folks the update on Hurricane Rita for which many of you have been asking.

Goodnight to all and I am not checking this for spelling errors so please forgive me...it is 4am and I am going to bed! ~Sarah

3 minute miracle

Have you had your three minute miracle today?

My hair has been extra hard to manage lately. The length plays a minor role in that problem but I also find that it has been slightly damaged lately. One theory on the extra damage is that my hair is taking the stress of abnormal amounts of paint which I continually seem to be stripping, chipping and otherwise removing from my hair. All in all, lots of breakage and damage going on....haha...if your actually reading this I know you are bored!

Back to the story! Ok, so the damage is done but I am trying to keep it looking as nice as possible. I mentioned my troubles to my Grandmother this morning and she offered me a three minute miracle. Conditioner which is supposed to do a lot of repair work in a three minute time slot. I decided that I had nothing to loose so I added this product to my daily washing routine.

Three minutes later hair is falling out in clumps. I almost put it all in a box to save for locks of love, or just to save in case I end up needing a wig...I mean, I'm talking run my hands through my hair and come away with handfuls each and every time.

I'm a little worried at this point. I'm not sure how many miracles I can handle these days but it occurs to me that lots of guys out there must have seen beeen seeing miracles in action. Hopefully that is a blessed thought to some of you with not so much hair on top. Just think you have witnessed a miracle!!

Anyway, I think I'm done with generic miracles. I'd like to keep my what is left of my hair! Luckily, I do believe it was only going through a phase. Don't worry, so far I don't need a wig!

Haha...a lethal weapon...whatever that means!

Sarah, you're a Lethal Weapon!

You're open-minded, enthusiastic, and popular. Chances are you might even break the rules sometimes. You're motivated and serious, and you always jump at the chance to take on a new project. Innovation and abstract thinking are your strengths.You get cabin fever if you're cooped up too long. Sometimes you'd rather just work on an independent project so you can concentrate without having to deal with people. And you secretly question your self-worth.And that's just scratching the surface!

http://web.tickle.com/

Hurricanes and other things...

Keeping my fingers crossed...

Thanks for all the concern about the hurricane. According to the sources it seems to be hitting close to a town called Freeport which is just down the road from me...the forecast predicts thunderstorms here on Fri. and Sat. but they haven't given us any actual hurricane warnings yet...I'm still watching closely and something feels wrong with this one.
...I told my grandmother the last time we were watching a hurricane come toward us that it wouldn't come our direction so we didn't need to worry. That one hit LA but my gut feeling is to leave for the one coming in now...I may be heading out of town in my baby truck pretty soon. Finding the line between being paranoid and acting in a wise manner isn't always the easiest thing. Especially when I am meeting people everyday who just lost all of their earthly treasures due to Katrina.

Packing up...

We may be packing up. The plants in nearby towns are shutting down and they never shut down so that is a good indication that sticking around may not be the best plan. I'll be spending the day canceling things for my mother and thinking about what I should take...the hurricane probably won't hit us directly but our house floods when we get a lot of water heading our way so.........yeah.
I'll let you all know what happens if anything happens.

I'm about to head back to Seguin. (this evening or tomorrow morning unless they need me to stay until closer to the hurricane moving in.) I'd like to stick around here for a little longer but the hurricane is approaching this direction so it is a bit of a motivation to keep going. The hotels and such are booked solid all along the evacuation route.

I'm glad to have a place to go...this weekend could end up being really crazy because if my parents evacuate we will be taking my Grandmother who is on a feeding tube and completely helpless with us...I hope she will be able to make the trip. Also, Grandpa is not really able to travel much either but we'll be dragging him along. Grins, plus one of the caretakers that works for us and her son and his two house dogs. It could be fun. Actually, if I look at it like an adventure I'm sure it will be fun...hehe...just not the cleaning up part. If your in the area may God grant you safety and blessings. Let me know where you end up. texasgal1983@gmail.com if you don't feel like registering to comment!

Love you all and will probably update Sat. to let you know what is happening with the storm if a computer is available. Don't worry about it too much because my God can supply all my needs and says to not fear.

Verses to ponder...

Proverbs 17:8
"A gift is a precious stone in the eyes of him who has it: wherever it turns, it prospers."

Proverbs 18:16
"A man's gift makes room for him, and brings him before great men."

God, may I treasure the gifts that you have given me as precious jewels. May I use them to bring glory to you even among great men. Thank you for the talents you have given me and for the friend who took the time to remind me of these things today.

Colossians 3:1
"If ye then be risen with Christ, seek those things which are above, where Christ sits on the right hand of God. Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth."

Col. 3:17
"And whatsoever ye do do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by Him.

Col. 3:23
"And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily as to the Lord, and not unto men; knowing that of the Lord ye shall receive the inheritance: for ye serve the Lord Christ."

2 Cor. 5:17
"Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold all things become new.

God, write these words in my heart that I might do all for your glory. Lord, help me with not seeking the approval of man, give me a heart that desires to please you only. Free me from the spirit of fear, yes, from the very fear. It is this damaging spirit that keeps me from fully walking in the joy you have laid out before me. I regocnize this and ask that you would remove it from my life. ~Amen

Pictures

Some pictures of me taken sometime this month.

Gotta love my sis she did a great job on the photo shoot!


Haha, I look kinda dorky in a few of these but what is life for but to laugh about?

Prince Charming?

I know frogs are technically the ones who get the good parts in the movies but this fellow has my vote! He hopped away before I could give him the hidden prince test. Guess I scared him.

God makes some strange stuff...

Hey y'all,

God makes some really beautiful and yet crazy things. Here is a pic of the bug I saved from drowning in my dog's drinking water today.

~Yeah, I caught it and carried it around in a bottle for a while, showed it to my Grandpa and asked a few people if they knew anything about it!


You can't see it very well in the pic but the beetle has a little black horn on top of it's head. It is a really pretty little fellow.

Arrested

I answered the phone.

"Sarah"

"Hey Dad"

"Is your mom there?"

"She is sleeping."

"Well, tell her that I am being arrested?"

"What???"

"My bond is going to be set at a thousand dollars."

"Whoa...Dad, hold up. What is going on? Why are you being arrested?"

"Oh, for the march of dimes."

*sigh of relief*


For some reason the above conversation did not make me want to help support the march of dimes. I was down right mad at first...should have seen me. In a couple of years I am sure this will be funny but today I have been on the edge of emotional agony, yes, painting does that to me on certain days. (Days when I have no flow and make more of a mess than I had when I started).. and it was a rather stressing phone call. In fact...though the actual arrest hasn't been made yet I am tempted to let him sweat it out for a while. It really isn't nice to play tricks like that on me.

Mug shot!

Here is a mug shot of my best friend!

Politically speaking...

I took a test that is designed to pinpoint your political stance.
The results were a little suprising but probably somewhat accurate.

I scored like this:
Social Moderate (56% permissive)
Economic Conservative (66% permissive)
The test said "You are best described as a:
Centrist, and that I exhibit a very well-developed sense of Right and Wrong and believe in economic fairness. loc: (24, 62)modscore: (40, 34)

However, when you look at the chart. My spot is nearer to 1/2 Centrist, 1/4 capitalist, and 1/4 libertarian.

*Note to those who wonder about the libertarian part. It is my tendency in principal to allow freedom of personal choice in as many areas as possible but I hold to the values of doing all one has agreed to do, and not enchroaching upon the life or property of others. I cling to the idealistic hope that people will take it upon themselves to make wise choices instead of having that forced upon them by a form of government. I understand in practice though the value of having established policy and leadership.

Ok, now you need to take this test and let me know how you did! Please disreguard the "cupid" part I just liked the test!
http://www.okcupid.com/politics

Texas talk!

http://news.yahoo.com/s/washpost/20050911/ts_washpost/
in_rural_texas__blessings_and_culture_shock

Reflections in the rain....

The rain is pouring down on earth. It is drenching all it touches with a sad but determined fury. I've been outside within it's cold reach all morning. Sitting beneath the thin protection of a rusty tin roof. I paint at what seems to be a never ending project. Though no human companion dares to watch me at my work I am not alone. My faithful dog sighs as he sits nearby. I look up at him and he gently wags his old blue tail. I smile and wonder if I should move the plate of blue paint which is sitting next to him.

He has been a good dog. A wonderful companion the past 11 years. His deep brown eyes look up at me but an inquiry reveals that the funny antics of a carefree pup have long since ceased. Instead, I see a somehow saddened gaze. It speaks of wisdom and experience. The eyes are dimmed with age but loyalty has given them a new beauty. He lowers his head back to the ground.

The raindrops continue to fall, giving the air a heavy sense of woe. It cries, "look here, see the future as it is comes. Appreciate the present for all of this will pass away." I pat my old dog on the head and take a moment to tell him what I'm thinking...how I'll miss him when he is gone, what he has meant to me over the years and then I turn my thoughts to the Lord. Tears welling up, I thank God for giving me such a faithful friend.

I take a trip inside the house but as I wade through the water which drowns our soil it causes mud to rise. The pressure is placed on it's unstable surface and muds ugly head lifts itself from the water to glare at me. My mind turns it's thought then to humanity. I am haunted by the faces of those I know, those who are sinking deep within the mire of sin. I realize they are sinking but there is something worse. They are not warned and with no real grasp of the dangers at hand how will they have a way of escape. I shudder, is there a way to show them freedom from this grasp of sin?

Can I warn them? Will they listen? I cannot say. I gaze into my reflection in the rain. Do I reflect my maker, can they see him through the dirt and mud. The sin stains smeared into my life? Do they see his loving hand upon me? Friends, I weep for I am found wanting. If this reflection is of me, how can they see?

God grant me purity that others may see you through reflection. Wash me, cleanse me, use me. May I not be the mudd that mars your glory but the clear rain that brings life to those who would have it.

A fix...

Well, y'all I'm in a fix. I just took a quizz that says I'm only 35% redneck. I'm so confused I don't even know what to think anymore...It ain't my fault that all our washing machines work. I do park my truck all over the yard. I don't drink but I love my country music. Heck, my dad pulls a trailer with his car. ~ even the old cadillac had a hitch on it, that should make up for the working washing machines right?? *sighs* Well, if I'm not a total redneck then I reckon some of me is something else...

Some of this: Classy? Country girl? Sweet? Charming? Talented?

Heck, I aint a yankee and I'm not sure what else is out there...Blue collar? Stiff? Swell? Anyone know how to figure out what my other 65% is?

With Tears...

We still remember you... *video made by Phill Collins

Quote of the Day

"Whatever is worth doing is worth doing well." ~Dr. Johnson

I guess the drag racing bug bit me this year. Here are some pictures from a recent trip to the tracks. I won't be going often because it costs a fortune to get in. It was a beautiful day for the race even if the hot Texas sun did beat down with all it's wrath giving me the worst sunburn in personal history.
During the afternoon I tried to avoid more sun by borrowing a Green bay packers hat from a friend. It was big and flopped around on my head all day. I felt rather funny in it, but my face was hot so I kept it on. I also added a long sleeve shirt. I hated to wear it because of heat but the red glow of my skin was rather painful to the eyes of others.
Evening at the track was my favorite time. The sun had settled down to a glow and racing spirits were high. I enjoyed the company of racers, but my favorite glimpse of racing life was being involved with the families that participated on a regular basis. They showed no end of cheer and hospitality. I was invited to eat them, and they treated me just like an extra member of the family!

*Heck, perhaps I'll get in on a drag race or two one of these days. Anyone teach me how to drive a standard? Varooom!!!