I have to take issue with something. Dave Ramsey... love him. usually. But, today... I got an email from him (not because we're personal friends but because we've paid to take his FPU class)... and he had the NERVE to say that coffee is not a necessity. it is a luxury. I'm contemplating my open letter to him. Something like this... Dear Dave, Although I appreciate all that you have done in your life and ministry, I have to take issue with one point. Coffee is not a luxury. How can I ask my husband to extend a special line item in our budget for Starbucks when you continue to claim that it is a luxury? Let me educate you on the value of my daily Starbucks .... First of all, it is research... when I get the necessary funds, I plan to open my own coffee shop, and it is vital to my financial peace that I complete the research needed for a successful coffee shop. Secondly, ... have you SEEN me in the morning when I don't have it? Do you work beside me? No... you haven't...
We had an interesting visitor the other night. We were sitting on our back deck eating dinner and we noticed that one of the neighbors' young chickens were headed our direction. We live in an area where the lots are about 1.5 or 2 acres each, and the neighbors always raise about 8 or 9 chickens each year. They wander past their borders every now and then, and we don't really mind because it gives us something to talk about and look at (and apparently blog about). This particular chicken wandered quite a way from it's borders and into our yard, over to the decks and was walking around down under the decks. Shawn went down the steps and decided to see how friendly the little gal was. He went up to it and tried to touch it and it came up to him and let him pet it. I know... who pets a chicken? The next thing you know, he tried to pick it up. I figured for sure the thing was going to squawk and run off...but to my surprise, it let him pick it up. He sat with it for a while, hi...
I wish it were more glamorous. I wish it were some kind of spiritual breakthrough. I wish I could say I suddenly had an epiphany that order doesn't matter to me. If you are like me, you know how you long for it not to matter. But, the truth is..it does. So, I had decided I was going to lay down the law. My 16 year old hadn't been participating in the clean up efforts... my 21 year old just moved all her stuff back into the house... my 9 year old's room was in disasterous state with trailings all over the house, my husband was being a husband. I know he wanted to help and tried... but didn't fully comprehend what he could should do. The day before I had given in. The 15 year old wanted needed to do something. It was important. And I let her go only to regret it later when nothing was accomplished on the home front. So, Tuesday night I laid down the law. No nothing. for anyone. No practices. No friends. No phone. No church. No nothing. It was school and home until order a...
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