You come upon the Earth
Our storehouses are bare
YouÂ’ve taken all our treasure
The oil is burning low
The grain is all gone
Wine is being wasted
So sound the alarm
Fall on your face
With weeping and wailing
Raise a cry oh people of the Earth
Rend your hearts not your garments
Raise a cry oh people of the Earth
Rend your hearts surrender, surrenderÂ…
c. Josh Banner, Deeper Living Space
last night at church, i forewent the worship time and instead hung out with Brianna, in the kitchen. we were working on a puzzle when she decided it was time to take a break and color. she we started to color a picture together of one of the OT prophets, whose name is escaping me at this moment. Brianna was telling me all about this prophet and what he did, and she instructed me what colors to use.
As we colored, she turned and said, very matter-of-factly, “You’re a good colorer. You’re an artist. I can tell.”
“Yes, I am an artist,” I said.”
“Don’t worry, though,” she chirped. “I won’t tell anyone.”
“Oh, thank you. Because I’m trying to keep it a secret, you know.”
Later, after much more coloring, she said, “I won’t tell anyone that you’re an artist. I’ll just tell them that you’re a good colorer.”
“You know, people might find out Im’ an artist if you tell them that, don’t you think? They might figure it out,” I told her.
“Oh yeah.” She paused. “Okay, I won’t say anything.”
It’s good to know my secret’s safe with Brianna.
I had a very vivid dream last night. the last part of the dream i can remember was when i was outside at a park with a bunch of people and there was a giant creature hiding behind the chain link fence near a tennis court. people at the park were throwing tennis balls at it to scare it away, but it would only catch them and throw them back. so the people became a mob and tried to attack the creature, but i ran up to it and tried to protect it. i managed to get the creature away from everyone and i hid it in my apartment, where it turned into an elephant. all the walls of my apartment were made of fabric and it had three rooms — a kitchen, living room and bedroom. i tried to hide the elephant in my bedroom, but it was to big — its butt stuck out into the living room. i had to pull all these curtains around its backside to hide it from anyone in the living room.
you know the saying about how there’s an elephant in the room but everyone’s trying to ignore it? it was kind of like that.
judah has decided the wall tastes good. there she was, making her way along the furniture, futon, table, chair, end table… when she got to the side of the end table, reached over the barrier pillows and became quiet.
one thing i’m learning as a parent: when your child is quiet, she is most likely getting into trouble. we dug bricks out of her mouth.
from Brent:
“The tragically unhip should not try to be hip.”
I’m glad Valentine’s Day is over. I don’t have a whole lot of luck with this particular holiday. This year was pretty good. Despite a nasty cold, I got to watch my daughter experience her first snow with a couple of friends. I got to go on a date with my husband to see a movie with Ewan in it. And I got cute cards from the two men in my life, my Joshua and my dad. It was pretty good. Things are looking up.
Last year, we signed the lease for our loft and went to eat dinner. I don’t remember much else about that one.
The year before, I woke up at 2 a.m. with a violent stomach virus i had caught from my roommates. I was so weak, i couldn’t even stand up. Joshua had gone by my work to surprise me, and they told him i had called in sick. so he came by my apartment and tried to come over to the bed. “Don’t come near me,” I told him. “I don’t want you to get what I have.” He had brought me a rose. I spent the whole day with my head in the toilet.
My junior year of high school, my boyfriend forgot about the holiday. how in the world does someone forget Valentine’s Day? We didn’t date much longer after that.
My sophomore year of high school I was the victim of a practical joke. Someone had sent me a school Valentine’s gram from one of the popular boys, and had sent him one from me. Unknowingly, I thought perhaps the boy might like me. He was after all, a nice guy who talked to everyone, but we had never really socialized, though our circles of friends were the same. I went up to him after the pep rally to say thank you, and he wouldn’t look me in the eye. I had never thought of myself as a loser until that day. Why me? We ended up being friends later.
My freshman year of high school, the senior guy I had a crush on sent one of my closest friends a Valentine instead of me. This guy had previously asked me out over Christmas. He was easy to get over. He actually got married right out of high school.
My freshman year in college, my new boyfriend had agreed to go to a sorority dance with a friend who had invited him. He didn’t last long either.
On the flip side, Valentine’s Days can only get better…
judah ate carrots
judah drank water from a bottle
judah ate peas
joshua and kristen ate baconeggandcheese sandwiches
joshua and kristen watched the messenger while judah banged blocks together
joshua worked while kristen read baby development books. kristen disagreed with half the things the author said. judah babbled.
family nap time
over cooked lunch at the pastors conference at lakeside baptist
note to self — no more pastors conferences
create your own visited states map
I’m a little disappointed I haven’t been to more places. I’ll have to work on that.
Yesterday was judah’s first snow. joshua called from work to say not to miss looking out the window. I got up and called Shanna and we took a few pictures of judah and the snow. judah was not so impressed. She kept blinking her eyes and squinching up her nose in unimpressedness. We tried to get her to touch the snow-covered table, but she wasn’t quite sure what to think.
i’m sure she was thinking, “mom, it’s cold, it’s wet, and you’re making me wear a hat. how is this fun? take me back inside where it’s warm and i have lots of toys.”
then Leah called and came over and we all went across the street to a patch of snow covered grass in front of the women’s museum and sat judah down in the snow for a winter wonderland picture.
as you can tell, she didn’t like that very much. i only got off one shot. the one of me and my baby girl comes courtesy of leah. thanks you two, for helping me capture such great moments.
So the marathon was a full success! We got through the entire first season (we were dreaming big on doing more than that!) and Judah did really well with the whole thing. I think she was excited to have more people to play with all weekend. Shanna, Leah, and Bethany were all a part of the action — thanks for all of your contributions, ladies! It’s so much easier to follow all of the plot twists and Rambaldi stuff when you watch everything back to back. I had a blast.
Season three starts back up next Sunday night, so if you guys want to have Alias-watching parties with us, that’s what we’ll be doing, so feel free to join in.
I’m looking forward to the season two marathon. when do you guys want to do that one?