Wednesday, May 30, 2007

My neighbor's garden







Part II






Part III




Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Memorial Day

For those of you who know me in real life, you know that I am not the type to buy DVDs very often. Most of the 15 or so that I own are gifts. However, I have decided to buy a documentary that I watched yesterday. "The Conscientious Objector" a film about a WWII medic, Desmond Doss, who believed it is against his religion to kill, but chose to stay in the army and help the wounded. For his bravery in the Pacific he was awarded the Medal of Honor. (They don't give those out for just anything, most of the time you have to die in order to get it.)

www.desmonddoss.com Take a look around and read his story, although what is on the website is not near the story presented on the film. I have to warn you, I bawled my way through this film.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Our Home

After a request to see pictures of my home/condo, I have posted these pics. This is after I cleaned the place, so it does not usually/never looks like this.

Our living/dining area: the navy blue carpet is NOT my idea.


I love this table, Mr. M got it at an Amish auction several years ago.

My kitchen, note the wonderful pink cabinets that don't match anything else. Also note the lack of a dishwasher.
Our coffee stand/baker's rack, also my kitchen island on wheels.

My Home Part II

View from our deck:


Our bedroom:

Our bathroom (note the candle holder, found at Target for $20,

totally a Pottery Barn knockoff.)


Thursday, May 24, 2007

Glacier in May






The frayed knot

Does this article live up to what you see in the world around you?

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

New friends

I put up some new links under blogs I read. Hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

50 things

A few weeks ago, I was reading an article in Real Simple magazine about going through your house and throwing out 50 things.

I made the decision several years ago that I was going to own my stuff and my stuff is not going to own me. Since I have moved almost every year since turning 18, it helps keep the amount of crap in my life to a minimum. However, I did not move this year and I have plenty of crap, so here is my list so far.

1) Candle-given to me as a gift, I love it, but I can't even light it any more, so out it goes.

2) Issues of alum magazines.

3) Old Sports Illustrated that my husband agreed to get rid of. (I let him keep the ones he really wanted.)

4) My collection of root beer bottles (but I saved my Dr. Pepper bottle collection)

5) Several days of newspapers.

6) An old Bible study that way 100 pages long.

7) Sunday school lessons that we never looked at.

8) Sudoku book (I had filled most of the puzzles out)

9)Women's ministry registration form (I am not signing up to minister this year)

10) A packet of info on my albuerol inhaler.

11) Old Pottery Barn catalog.

12) Half of a bottle of mag citrate.

13) Mr. M's muscle rub (that expired in 2000)

14) Birth control pill wallets (2)

15) Erythromycin oint for an eye infection several months ago.

16) Big Red chewing gum (it was really hard)

17) Used boarding passes.

18) Used post-it notes.

19) Watch links

20) Bed and Breakfast evaluation card.

21) Lots of rubber bands.

22) Old sponges

23) Nursing protocols (they have new ones now.)

24) Old envelopes

25) Best Buy reward zone card

26) Credit card applications

27) Gift registry cards (please don't put them in your wedding invitations, it's tacky!)

28)Coffee pot (we got a better one)

29) Old socks that I don't wear anymore.

30) Old lip pencil

31 & 32) 2 sets of commentaries.

33) Random books we didn't want.

34) Box of tea (the flavor was just bad)

35) Old perfume bottle

36) 5 phone books

37) A pair of shoes.

38, 39, 40 & 41) 4 bags of clothes from my closet to good will.

42) Old movie tickets

43) Old support letters

44) 2 compacts of eye shadow.

45) Box for perfume

46) 4 hair clips

47) Old tea kettle (we got a much nicer one from Heather for our wedding)

And now, I am just stuck, I just can't come up with the last 3 things I should get rid of, any ideas?

Small Town Church

A few weeks ago, my Mr. M and I were sitting in church. (Well, we were really standing because the church was singing a hymn, but you get the idea.) This older couple and their adult children then proceeded to come up to us and tell us, "Excuse us, but we usually sit here." Then they just stood there, waiting for us to move.

If I hadn't been so shocked, I might have said something, but we just got our things and moved down the row, and then they acted a bit miffed that they even had to sit next to us. (Come on, I shower at least once a week.)

But now I am questioning if we did the right thing. (By the way, watching an episode of "King of the Hill" is what reminded me of this incident, I am not quite sure what that says about my life.)

Pros and Cons of moving our seats:

Pros:
1) Don't really want to cause a ruckus in church.
2) Don't really want to be rude to the old people.
3) Don't want to make enemies.

Cons:
1) We gave up aisle seats!
2) We are enabling rudeness
3) By enabling the aforementioned rudeness, we are making it harder for other new people to join the church.

This would be much more funny if it wasn't so true. Any thoughts on what my response should have been?

Carter

I don't like to delve into politics that often, but no matter which side of the divide you fall on, you can appreciate this article.

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Back in the Frozen Tundra

Got back from Texas on Monday night where I wore shorts, drove on freeways, spent way to much money on clothes and ate cheap ethnic food along with bluebell ice cream.

Here is a picture of Mrs. Juicebox and me:



It was so nice to see everybody and enjoy being with family and friends. We played lots of Settlers of Catan and if you have never played that game, you are missing out. It was so good to see Mr. M with a group of guys just laughing it up.

After going out on a walk with one of my friends, my husband and I were lounging on the couch. He looked me over and said:

Mr: "Your shorts look kind of old."

Me: "They do? I mean I didn't think they were that bad."

Mr: "How old are those shorts?"

Me: "Hmm, about 6 years old I guess."

Mr: "How old is that sweatshirt?"

Me: "About 5 years old, but the shirt on underneath it is only about 3 years old."

Mr: "I have finally found someone who wears clothes longer then me, and it is my wife!"



But back in the frozen tundra the cherry trees are starting to bloom: