Correcting My Word Usage

And her mother-in-law [Naomi] said to her, “Where did you glean today? And where have you worked? Blessed be the man who took notice of you.” So she [Ruth] told her mother-in-law with whom she had worked and said, “The man’s name with whom I worked today is Boaz.” ~Ruth 2.19

"I loved a commentator's note about this exchange: "[Naomi] had asked 'where' Ruth had worked; Ruth answers 'with whom' she has worked." Isn't the who always so much more significant than the endless how's, what's, and why's we endlessly fret over? I tend to toil over details, trying to figure how things are going to work out, where help is going to come from. It is then that I am most in need of Jesus.

"Be still and know that I am God."

.....after Ruth's extradordinary day, she knew the significance wasn't in the where, but in the who....."

~Kelly Minter's Ruth~Loss, Love & Legacy, Page 83

L.s.R

Some Duh-day

Some day I want to wear a dress this huge, this gorgeous; my hair so smooth and shiny; my make-up so clean and wow; my jewerly so bling-blingy! But I only want to do it if dancing will be invovled.

Until then....homemade, chocolate, cinnamon mousse how I love thee!

L.s.R

felicità (happiness)

Making Dinner

Fresh Mint

Fresh flowers on the table

 

Maple Sausage

Watching Fred and Ginger dance

L.s.R

Monday, Monday

Yes, kind of like that song The Mamas and the Papas sing. God created Mondays to make us appreciate the weekend that much more.

I don't really like Mondays. I love Monday evenings. It will be another 6 days until Monday rolls around again. I have tried to reserve something special to do just on Monday...like diverting the attention of a three year old with a piece of candy…but that didn’t work...I am not a three year old.

Mondays are those type of days that give me high aspirations for the rest of the day, week, month and year.
For example, during my work breaks or during lunch I will start making to-do lists. Multiple to do-lists would litter my desk. I am so odd.

I L-O-V-E making lists! Getting them completed is another thing. I am pretty good about the Monday evening to-do list…maybe it is from coming off of my weekend-high…but the rest of week, month and year to-do lists is another story. I have been criticized for being too ‘listy’ (that is my cheesy, inventive adjective)…so, for the entire summer of 2009 I did not write a list, accept for the occasional shopping list, and I did learn a lot of things from that list hiatus.

Shoot! The above paragraph may seem like I have reverted back to my old habit of killing trees by using excessive amounts of paper and sticky notes, but I really haven’t. Now, I only do it once a week. I have tamed the little, long-haired, out-law inside of me and have stopped making stupid to-do lists that I won’t accomplish and will instead stuff into my desk drawer to be held hostage with rest of my paper victims, all the while having a productive feeling in my heart, because I made a list, right? That counts for something, right?

Hmmmm.

L.s.R

Crossing it Off the List (Part 3)

Another goal checked off!

(Part 1)

(Part 2)

I have seen an Indian Pow-wow!

My desire to see a pow-wow started when I was a little, tow-headed girl watching John Waynes on my dad's lap. The Searchers was/is my favorite. The scene where John Wayne's search party comes neck and neck with Scar and his warriors as they race to the river always terrified me. But I still loved to watch it. I almost, almost loved Scar more than John Waynes's character. I can't explain why?

Anyway, my childish fascination reached its climax this weekend!

L.s.R.

Slow Down

 “Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.” Oscar Wilde

L.s.R.

Weekend Getaway

Dad and I went to Colorado over Memorial Weekend.

Family, friends, mountains, Estes Park, Boulder/Boulder race, long talks with Dad, Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory, Laura's, mountain walks, Poppies, Candy the Choclate Lab, fresh air, Estes Arts Festival, quiet time, country music, relaxation.

L.s.R.