Sunday, August 30, 2009
i had a dream
a long time ago
and it was clear what the message was
"just let go"
I am having trouble trusting God enough to let go of
this particular situation. Please pray for me to have wisdom
and the mind of Christ.
I need to be free
and it was clear what the message was
"just let go"
I am having trouble trusting God enough to let go of
this particular situation. Please pray for me to have wisdom
and the mind of Christ.
I need to be free
Thursday, August 27, 2009
what am I doing ??
w wo
work
working late tonight
as the vinyl comes tomorrow
the walls are ready and teh floor needed a MAJOR patch
because it had sunken and been water damaged. All better now, strong and mostly Level.
workworking late tonight
as the vinyl comes tomorrow
the walls are ready and teh floor needed a MAJOR patch
because it had sunken and been water damaged. All better now, strong and mostly Level.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
got control back
so a word of warning about
PASSWORDS
make them impossible to figure out if you can
mine was too simple I guess
its good to have my email and face book back
PASSWORDS
make them impossible to figure out if you can
mine was too simple I guess
its good to have my email and face book back
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
it happened
some Facebook freak hacked my account and my main email
to mess with me
and YES they posted objectionable pictures
on facebook
I am so sorry if anyone sees this
and there is NOTHING i can do about it at the time
IF you are on face book please report that account with the note that it has been hacked and that they could please freeze it until they contact me
I am doing all I can from this end
what a mess these stupid kids are making
to mess with me
and YES they posted objectionable pictures
on facebook
I am so sorry if anyone sees this
and there is NOTHING i can do about it at the time
IF you are on face book please report that account with the note that it has been hacked and that they could please freeze it until they contact me
I am doing all I can from this end
what a mess these stupid kids are making
Monday, August 24, 2009
its MOnday
and manic
or maniacal ( sp?)
I did it to myself
Got a new( ish) dog
and its making me CRAZY
by pooping everywhere it should not
and no where that it should
and it RUNS back and forth from one door to the next looking for me
so unless I am ok with keeping it in a crate / Kennel the whole time I may have to find one that is better adjusted to life indoors
or maniacal ( sp?)
I did it to myself
Got a new( ish) dog
and its making me CRAZY
by pooping everywhere it should not
and no where that it should
and it RUNS back and forth from one door to the next looking for me
so unless I am ok with keeping it in a crate / Kennel the whole time I may have to find one that is better adjusted to life indoors
Friday, August 21, 2009
Skywatch friday!! geese in flight
took this after sunset from the deck (?) of the Kayak so the resolution is poor but the design is all theirs. You can post a link to Skywatch friday HERE
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
this is ( or will be) IT!
what I am building from a kit
and hoping to complete some time this year
God willing ( and work is not too pressing)
Pray for me, I need to really focus on SEVERAL things..... Huh HOW do you focus on several things?
Monday, August 17, 2009
From Dale Roe
3 years ago Many of us participated in Project 2,996, an effort to remember the victims of 9/11. I signed up to write a tribute to one of the victims.
I'm writing to let you know that Project 2,996 is still alive and kicking. It's new web address is project2996.wordpress.com, and so far we have only about 400 of the 2,996 names assigned.
If remembering these lost souls is still important to you, I ask you to come by and sign up for a name again this year. And if you will be so kind, please help spread the word.
Thank you all for your time,
Dale C. Roe
I'm writing to let you know that Project 2,996 is still alive and kicking. It's new web address is project2996.wordpress.com, and so far we have only about 400 of the 2,996 names assigned.
If remembering these lost souls is still important to you, I ask you to come by and sign up for a name again this year. And if you will be so kind, please help spread the word.
Thank you all for your time,
Dale C. Roe
Writer, Web Designer, & Database Programmer
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
A Nose by any other name
I love my nose
it is handy for all sorts of things
but what it does NOT like is
smelling smoke when I step outside in the morning
I checked the local news site and there is no fir enearby so this is what they call, "drift smoke".
Still an unpleasant reminder of times not too long ago, when we lived under helicopters and water dropping planes for what seemed like eternity.
it is handy for all sorts of things
but what it does NOT like is
smelling smoke when I step outside in the morning
I checked the local news site and there is no fir enearby so this is what they call, "drift smoke".
Still an unpleasant reminder of times not too long ago, when we lived under helicopters and water dropping planes for what seemed like eternity.
the note from mommy, to her baby. ( repost) from '05
I wasn't fully awake. Not quite asleep either. Somewhere in between.
I read part of a note in a Christmas card, it was hard to read and harder to understand what it was saying.
"I'm so sorry that your daddy could not be here today, I know he loves you. but he is with another little girl who needs him more than you do."
After that you can imagine I was wide awake, as the rest of the message, and the rest of the story had to be filled in by my own brain.
Why tell a lie on Christmas? Why tell such a terrible lie at all?
How did I know this was not the truth? isn't the writer of this note trying their best to explain the inexplicable? Were they right and just stuck doing their best with an impossible situation? I had to think it through, and know what happened to daddy.
Obviously he is missing, and missing from the life of his daughter, and to someone who cares is given the difficult task of explaining why he did not make the effort to see her on this important day. ( Just like she will on the birthdays, school plays, graduations, weddings, and important days to come.)
It matters not whether the speaker is a mom or grandma, or if the missing one is a dad or a mom. It could be any scenario, but being a father, and the way the card was written in my half dream, I'm about to lay into missing dads. ( warning lights)
The 'note from mommy', as I shall now call it will no doubt confuse more than it soothes. Its words though seemingly kind and thoughtful merely cover the wound and do not address the injury done. I felt so sad for the reader of such a note, and I am assured that many such notes are written or spoken each holiday.
So daddy has not shown up again, nor did he call. the only gift under the tree that says it is from him, was bought by someone else, wrapped and placed there as a substitute for another kind of presence. Someday this child will know, but for now the real gift with the fake tag will hopefully insulate them from being aware of their abandonment. Rejection so cruel and inhumane, that a generation ago it would have been nearly unthinkable.
Do you know that I did not know one person growing up whose parents were divorced?
Now it's a rarity when my daughters friends still have both their parents - together- married.
I had to assume Mommy married daddy trying to do the right thing. It was never perfect, but few marriages are. when the wheels came off she was left with caring for the innocent, and trying not to curse the man who gave her this most preciuos gift and then forgot about his child.
His next marriage did not go well either and he is now on number three, with a younger woman who will put up with his crap. The new family is consuming his time and his income. Being in another state helps his own (lame) excuses go down better with his morning coffee. perhaps he cusses himself as he realizes that anything he mails now will arrive too late, and vows to call. When he does not remember to call he will tell himself he is too busy and it has been so long she would not know who I am anyway, better if she just gets used to it.
more later - just writing this makes my stomach hurt
I read part of a note in a Christmas card, it was hard to read and harder to understand what it was saying.
"I'm so sorry that your daddy could not be here today, I know he loves you. but he is with another little girl who needs him more than you do."
After that you can imagine I was wide awake, as the rest of the message, and the rest of the story had to be filled in by my own brain.
Why tell a lie on Christmas? Why tell such a terrible lie at all?
How did I know this was not the truth? isn't the writer of this note trying their best to explain the inexplicable? Were they right and just stuck doing their best with an impossible situation? I had to think it through, and know what happened to daddy.
Obviously he is missing, and missing from the life of his daughter, and to someone who cares is given the difficult task of explaining why he did not make the effort to see her on this important day. ( Just like she will on the birthdays, school plays, graduations, weddings, and important days to come.)
It matters not whether the speaker is a mom or grandma, or if the missing one is a dad or a mom. It could be any scenario, but being a father, and the way the card was written in my half dream, I'm about to lay into missing dads. ( warning lights)
The 'note from mommy', as I shall now call it will no doubt confuse more than it soothes. Its words though seemingly kind and thoughtful merely cover the wound and do not address the injury done. I felt so sad for the reader of such a note, and I am assured that many such notes are written or spoken each holiday.
So daddy has not shown up again, nor did he call. the only gift under the tree that says it is from him, was bought by someone else, wrapped and placed there as a substitute for another kind of presence. Someday this child will know, but for now the real gift with the fake tag will hopefully insulate them from being aware of their abandonment. Rejection so cruel and inhumane, that a generation ago it would have been nearly unthinkable.
Do you know that I did not know one person growing up whose parents were divorced?
Now it's a rarity when my daughters friends still have both their parents - together- married.
I had to assume Mommy married daddy trying to do the right thing. It was never perfect, but few marriages are. when the wheels came off she was left with caring for the innocent, and trying not to curse the man who gave her this most preciuos gift and then forgot about his child.
His next marriage did not go well either and he is now on number three, with a younger woman who will put up with his crap. The new family is consuming his time and his income. Being in another state helps his own (lame) excuses go down better with his morning coffee. perhaps he cusses himself as he realizes that anything he mails now will arrive too late, and vows to call. When he does not remember to call he will tell himself he is too busy and it has been so long she would not know who I am anyway, better if she just gets used to it.
more later - just writing this makes my stomach hurt
Saturday, August 08, 2009
500 classic cars
All kind of shiny chrome and flashy paint will be In Big Bear Lake this weekend for the BIG SHOW, and all I want is to build a sleek wooden kayak, with seven coats of varnish on it... I am sick. If I had to pick one of these... You can guess which one it would be.SO vote, thumbs up or down on cars that go Rooooom and make your head turn?
Friday, August 07, 2009
Monday, August 03, 2009
up before the sun again, to converse with a very great mind
How best to look upon my garden.
Shall I look into my garden today and see only what is ripe?
will I go from plant to plant and fret that I see no red tomatoes
or no deep green squash brimming with life? Does the missing spinach and the shortened lettuce leaf mean that my garden has failed. Have I failed?
I can not spend time there only looking for produce for today! Rather I appreciate that there is coming a great abundance and that it is a harvest of greater proportions than any I have tended before.
No I will not short myself on what the garden means, nor lack the patience and, yes, faith that is required to see that as naturally as the thick lush fragrant tomato plant will produce exquisite fruit, so my arms and hands have grown strong and my leg and back muscles have exercised themselves. There is a day coming where my fruit will be apparent, abundant and a blessing to the community and the Kingdom of God.
Today is a special day, since it is the primary place in which I exist, but there is also inherent in the eternal soul a yearning for what is to come and a desire to know what is not yet.
Thanks be to Him who holds the future, who is already there, who brings it forth just as He unrolls the colors of this morning's sunrise like unfurling a banner. His message to me is a starling one: The colors in this sky pale when I look upon my favorite creation, my children, living in simplicity and joy. The purple of the clouds is a robe of regal origin that I will lay upon your shoulders as I cover you in my unending love. While you watch the sky and marvel, I watch you and say, It is good that I made that child, He is doing so well.
Shall I look into my garden today and see only what is ripe?
will I go from plant to plant and fret that I see no red tomatoes
or no deep green squash brimming with life? Does the missing spinach and the shortened lettuce leaf mean that my garden has failed. Have I failed?
I can not spend time there only looking for produce for today! Rather I appreciate that there is coming a great abundance and that it is a harvest of greater proportions than any I have tended before.
No I will not short myself on what the garden means, nor lack the patience and, yes, faith that is required to see that as naturally as the thick lush fragrant tomato plant will produce exquisite fruit, so my arms and hands have grown strong and my leg and back muscles have exercised themselves. There is a day coming where my fruit will be apparent, abundant and a blessing to the community and the Kingdom of God.
Today is a special day, since it is the primary place in which I exist, but there is also inherent in the eternal soul a yearning for what is to come and a desire to know what is not yet.
Thanks be to Him who holds the future, who is already there, who brings it forth just as He unrolls the colors of this morning's sunrise like unfurling a banner. His message to me is a starling one: The colors in this sky pale when I look upon my favorite creation, my children, living in simplicity and joy. The purple of the clouds is a robe of regal origin that I will lay upon your shoulders as I cover you in my unending love. While you watch the sky and marvel, I watch you and say, It is good that I made that child, He is doing so well.
Sunday, August 02, 2009
54 reasons to be happy
by the time the sun was up I had a cuppa coffee
" " " " a donut
" " " " smile on my face.
absolutely no regrets about last year!
No big plans for today, will be sure to hug my kids.
( more later)
I am working on writing my book
--- Small town parade with
marching bands
military men
Horses galore
Shriners in funny cars and red fez' hats
cheer teams
hot rod cars
fire engines
free water from the kids at the Baptist church
" " " " a donut
" " " " smile on my face.
absolutely no regrets about last year!
No big plans for today, will be sure to hug my kids.
( more later)
I am working on writing my book
--- Small town parade with
marching bands
military men
Horses galore
Shriners in funny cars and red fez' hats
cheer teams
hot rod cars
fire engines
free water from the kids at the Baptist church
Saturday, August 01, 2009
Elbonian proverbs - reprinted
When the coffee bean is ready,
the hand will appear to pick it.
When the bean is perfectly roasted,
a sack will be provided.
When the sack is full of beans,
watch out ( hold your nose).
When the beans hit the grinder
the noise will wake the only non coffee drinker in the house.
The boiling of the water will take less time if there are no beans.
It will take longer if there is snow on the ground,
and will not happen at all if you did not pay the gas bill.
When the beans are ground just right,
and the water boils,
and the cup is clean,
there will be no filters.
Thank you to Scott Adams, for the place of Elbonia,
whose citizens make even our Senators look smart.
No small task.
Say no to Amnesty, say yes to a good strong fence.
Todays post is brought to you by the number blue, the color seven, and the sound of an empty coffee cup ( waaaaahhh!)
the hand will appear to pick it.
When the bean is perfectly roasted,
a sack will be provided.
When the sack is full of beans,
watch out ( hold your nose).
When the beans hit the grinder
the noise will wake the only non coffee drinker in the house.
The boiling of the water will take less time if there are no beans.
It will take longer if there is snow on the ground,
and will not happen at all if you did not pay the gas bill.
When the beans are ground just right,
and the water boils,
and the cup is clean,
there will be no filters.
Thank you to Scott Adams, for the place of Elbonia,
whose citizens make even our Senators look smart.
No small task.
Say no to Amnesty, say yes to a good strong fence.
Todays post is brought to you by the number blue, the color seven, and the sound of an empty coffee cup ( waaaaahhh!)
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