Wednesday, February 10, 2016

February Random Thoughts

"Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing."  ... 1 Thessalonians 5:11


1.) Naomi asked Tom if he'd like her to watch the Super Bowl with him. She knows I'm not a fan, except of the clever new commercials. She even made the best nachos in the history of the world for us. What a sweetie.

2.) Have you watched Monumental Mysteries over at Netflix? If high school history had been this interesting, I'd have received better grades and a more favorable opinion of the subject.

3.) I'd not eaten chocolate ice cream in months so yesterday I walked over to 7-11 to purchase some. A young man held the door open for me--while I was at least 12 steps away! This often happens and is partly why living in Western New York delights me.

4.) Hooray! Often through the years I'd wished I could watch Joyce Meyer via Netflix in our living room rather than only here at my office computer. Just last week some of Joyce's episodes finally were made available at Netflix. Woo hoo! I also heard that other Bible teachers were added. Cool.

5.) Yesterday three gift-card-ordered vintage Scholastic books arrived. Perfect timing. I sat at the dining room table in the cloudy window light and read one-and-a-half of these:

6.) Part of my angst during these two weeks of low energy comes from rare winter weather which feels exactly like early Springtime. Looks like it, also, well, until last night's dusting of snow. Springtime for me means new projects! And that's what I've had on my mind--but I've lacked the energy to see any of them through, even in their planning.

Oh, and what do you think of this wallpaper?

I'm considering using it to wrap around our column-like chimney walls in our kitchen. Stay tuned.

7.) For years Tom and I wondered how to find a safe/reliable place to buy silver or gold coins. By way of The Economic Collapse Blog (whose author I trust) we discovered JMBullion.  Our first order came quickly and just as expected.

8.) On Monday I sat at our table and wrote upon Valentines to send to friends. And felt ten-years-old all over again. Highly recommended.

9.) Speaking of being ten, a childhood friend, Althea, recently visited the seminary with her sister, dad (and family) where we all lived in the 1960's. She shared wonderful photos with my sister and me at Facebook, including this one of our family's duplex (we lived on the left. See the mountains? There was even a gorgeous bay and bridge, below.):

... and this other amazing view only steps away:

And see the stair railings? Constantly we slid down those. But at the flat railings we 'twirled'. Remember twirling? You'd tie your cardigan to the rail, sling your leg over, interlace your fingers around your knee, then spin around and around and around and--

And oh, all the hours of roller skating upon the miles of seminary sidewalk. And though I've over-shared it, this song is so very linked to our days there in Mill Valley. Happy sigh.

Facebook--what a grand place for keeping in-touch with folks we thought we'd lost forever decades ago. Thank-you Althea and Jay for the cherished resurrected memories.

10.) And I do thank each of my readers who've expressed your get-well wishes! I'm continuing to steadily improve now. Whew.


"A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones."   ...Proverbs 17:22


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Tuesday, February 09, 2016

Kinda Floundering. Kinda Not.

"For He knows how we are formed, He remembers that we are dust."  ... Psalm 103:14



Only 80% of good ol' Debra is back. This flu has shaken and well, discouraged me. I imagined myself stronger, healthier than this.

I keep giving myself permission to rest, recuperate and let some housework and Internet stuff, go. You know, as I've often instructed you. Then minutes later I jump up and accomplish something anyway. Things undone tend to undo me, my head-peace. 

And that's not good. I am, we all are, more than what we do. Who we are and Who we know (and our relationship with Him) matters most.

I think Naomi's being here is part of my self-imposed problem. Things she used to quip as a teenager about my being 'only a housewife' haunt me in my current weakened state and when she comes downstairs, the temptation to jump up and look busy infuses me. She usually leaves around 1:00 ish and I do relax more then, well, until the time draws near for Tom to return home. Then it's back to work for me so that things will appear just right around here (you know, so to remain that good little Proverbs 31 wife. Er hem.).

Yeah, I should be able to take a couple weeks off. I know. But nearly 5 years had passed since I'd been sick and I'd forgotten what these limitations felt like and the changes they carry. Ugh.

But the good part? It's humbled me a bit. Reminded me that my energy on Normal Days is a gift. That I should be satisfied with what God has me doing, even if it feels so small, so daily. And to always remember His plans amount to great things, over years, one tiny, obedient step at a time--and taking some days off won't ruin The Big Picture.

What God thinks about me is the truest, factual thing, and that's what should guide my steps, my hours. Not insecurities.

And it's also reminded me how I need to really care and pray for others when they're ill. For you.

So many lessons relearned! I'm thinking these two weeks haven't been wasted. At all.

 “Come to Me, all who are weary and heavily burdened [by religious rituals that provide no peace], and I will give you rest [refreshing your souls with salvation]. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me [following Me as My disciple], for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest (renewal, blessed quiet) for your souls.  For My yoke is easy [to bear] and My burden is light.”   ... Matthew 11:28-30


Years ago I shared a cool article with you about a Parisian apartment opened after 70 years, but here's the more expanded story. Some awesome photos there.


Oh, and I put away my homemade flowerpot heater. All that time lying on the couch, I realized I missed seeing actual flames, even just candle ones, in our fireplace.

So now I'm back to this:

(It's all nicer in softer light.)

When we discover what we like best and find ways to bring it into our life, we become closer to finding our true self.


Ooo!  Some songs make everything feel better. This one just played on my radio.


Friday, February 05, 2016

Words That Helped Me Find My Way

"Like apples of gold in settings of silver is a word spoken in right circumstances."   ...Proverbs 25:11


Speaking of our words (my last post), here's an earlier post which illustrates how, 3 decades later, kind words still influence me and the rooms in which I live.

   (The library was half this size the summer I first visited it.)

 I recall the librarian from the tiny town where my family moved before my senior year of high school. Mrs. Baker was a classmate's mom and she used to show me his baby photos, much to Ben's horror. heh. 

Anyway, Mrs. Baker was a hoot to speak with and years afterward, I saw her at a community craft bazaar where she, sitting beside her friend, told me, "Ben said you'd gotten married and are living over on Cedar Street. I told him, "I'm sure Debra decorated her house to look just like Springtime."

Then she turned to her friend, "Debra has a sunny disposition and I can just picture her rooms reflecting sunshine."

Now, actually, my house had lots of dark earth colors (this was 1979 and oh, the pressure to decorate in brown) and I'd not felt satisfied with them. And you know? Ben's mom's words made me want Springtime rooms. Suddenly I knew surrounding myself with bright, golden colors was the answer. They would make me feel happier. 

I returned home that day and rearranged my living room. No, really. I replaced some dark items with colorful ones from inside my cupboards and I made plans. I asked myself, "How can I bring more color into our home?", then scribbled some notes, reaffirming my desire to cease decorating like everyone else.

Yes, all that from kind, uplifting words. Words clearly and fondly remembered all these 37 years later.

Never, ever dismiss the importance of speaking positive, encouraging words. In today's world, they're more vital than perhaps they've ever been before.


"Gracious words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the body."   ...Proverbs 16:24


Speaking of Springtime, this gardening article has me absolutely antsy to get back out to my gardens!


Yesterday while playfully perusing local real estate online (my guilty pleasure), I came upon this 'flip house' quite like ours. What a great job they did on the living room/kitchen:

... as well as the bathroom:


Don't forget! Valentine's Day is coming. Soon.