Gram's Place

Waaaaaay back at Abbie’s graduation, we decorated at her grad party with these purple topiaries… the purple topiaries were shoved in the basement…and then became decorations for the baby shower…   And when the baby shower was over, they kind of just “hung” around for a while because we were too lazy to get the ladder out to take them down.  That’s when we realized it. My granddaughter is infatuated with the purple balls.  Every time she sees them, she breaks into a huge grin.  She just LOVES them. It’s so sweet…. So, Haleigh and I decided to put them in her room. Bring on the constant joy of the purple balls!

Friday night Shawn and I took Em and her friend Kelsey to the movie. I remember when Emily was reading the book by Kathryn Lasky.  I asked her what it was about.  “Owls”. I thought it sounded really dumb.  But, she promised it was SO NOT dumb. But, fantastic. So, I was prepared for some pretty fantastic movie on Friday night.  Thanks to some spectacular animation by Warner Bros, I was not disappointed. The Legend of the Guardians plot is something like this: Baby owls (I believe they are dubbed owlets) are stolen from their nest and taken captive by an evil owl and his followers…the Pure Ones. The plan of course is to corrupt the owlets and use them to exterminate the entire owl population so the Pure Ones can be in power.  It’s your basic good vs. evil. Soren and Kludd are owlet brothers.  Soren believes in the legends of old, as his father has told him the ancient stories…. and Kludd is a non-believer. When they are kidnapped by the Pure One...

This is one of those times that I wish I had hundreds of readers on my blog.  I want to switch my reader. I used to use bloglines.  But, when I upgraded my computer to office 2007, I liked the ability to subscribe outlook to RSS feeds.  It was handy to have them all right there in my inbox each time I updated. But recently, my RSS Feeds have been jacked up in outlook 2007.  Some of the sites I subscribe to end up sending me some of the same updates over and over and over again…. and I’m sure they aren’t repeating their posts.  So, I’ve been considering whether I should change to a new source.  The ones I’m considering: Squeet. IntraVnews. Awasu. Sometimes I wonder where they get their names. ? Anyway, this is why I wish I had a lot of followers.  I’d like your opinion.  So… if you EVER read my blog…even if you NEVER comment… I’m begging you… delurk and comment now.  Answer these questions: 1. Do you use an RSS Feed reade...

    … I will not let facebook and blogs get in the way of the work I have to get done today…. repeat this 100 times. … my handle on my car door broke.  I can’t open it from the inside.  So in order to get out of the car, I have to roll down the window and reach out to the door handle.  Just in time for winter.  nice….. … Lulu’s dedication this weekend means we have company coming from out of town.  Time to clean the house.  ick. … I miss Abbie. … working from home today. I did actually get dressed. Just decided not to do my hair or makeup. Hey… I’m allowed. … I’m on my second cup of coffee. I’m going to need the whole pot today. … We got our new garage door installed yesterday. Remember this? … I think about and pray for Abbie and Josh and Mel and family all. the. time.  I’m like… stalking them on facebook and skype. … tonight we’re going to see the “Legend of the Guardians” with Em and friend….after they work on their Can...

I remember when our kids were born.  Each time we would have a child, there was a big time of adjustment that came along with having a baby around again.  Sleeping habits, eating schedules, going out… it all changed.  Then, soon, the new changes became the norm. Until another change.  Then, that ushered in the new norm. Until another change… That’s kind of how life evolves right? Norms change and become the new norms… until they’re not anymore. 2010 has been a year of constantly changing norms for us.  A wedding. A son in law. A granddaughter. A graduation. A job change. A new business. A missionary family living in our basement. A daughter moving out of the country. This week, we took our 18 year old to the airport and put her on a plane to Trinidad, where she will live for 10 months and learn what missionary life is like. Which is a hard thing to do. When other kids are heading to college, and meeting new roommates, and partying in dorms, and stayi...

This morning we crossed another thing off our list.  Say goodbye to Abbie…the first time. She left today for training for three days.  She’ll return on Saturday. On Sunday, we will leave for a service for her and then on Monday, put her on a plane.  So, I like to think today is a “practice goodbye”. This morning, I started the new book that Ang and I are starting to read together.  It’s called “Shattered Dreams” by Larry Crabb.  I’ve read the introduction so far and I think I’m going to like this book. One of the things Crabb talks about in the introduction is that God has instructed him to focus his life and ministry around three words: encounter, community, and transformation. God wants him to encounter Him in a way that fills his soul with more joy than any other experience, and to lead others to experience a similar encounter. God wants him to develop and participate in a community where no one remains unknown, unexplored, undiscovered, or unt...

Abbie leaves home in 6 days…. and leaves the country in 10 days. Earlier this week, we had a get together with some of her friends.  A great group of girls.  I love them all like they are my own daughters. They’ve been friends for a long long time, growing up, sharing hopes, dreams. Sharing life. For the past 18 years, we’ve done all we can to train and raise Abbie to be a God-fearing, people-loving follower of Christ.  A baseball player isn’t really a baseball player, unless he plays baseball… a truck driver isn’t really a truck driver unless he drives truck. And a Christian isn’t really a Christian unless he follows Christ. It will be hard to see Abbie go a very long ways away this year.  But, she knows this is what she is called to do.  And, as scary as it is for a mom to see your daughter move across the world, I’d rather have her go to a foreign land and follow Christ, than stay in the comfort of her own home, and not.  

I have always loved post it notes.  Really just notes of all kinds. Recently, I discovered post it notes for my laptop.   Love it.

It’s quiet around my house right now.  It 8:30am and everyone’s sleeping in on the holiday morning. I woke up early and started laundry, started to clean the kitchen, started to organize the pantry… and then the coffee was done and was beckoning me to sit with it… So, for the last few minutes, I’ve been reflecting on yesterday’s sermon. For the past few weeks, Pastor John has been talking about the DNA of our church body.  The first week it was “invitational”.  The second week it was “Bibliocentric”….although, I’m pretty sure that’s not a real word….but it makes it’s point.   This week it was “consistently authentic”. Pastor John did a fabulous job of unwrapping two things from the Word.  First, we have to be authentic in our relationship with God.  He used the verse from Malachi 1:6-8 where basically the people were cheating God.  They were saying one thing and doing another.  As if God wouldn’t notice.  God notices.  He kn...

For a few weeks, we have some friends living with us.  They are moving to Trinidad to be missionaries, and needed to be out of their lease before they leave.  So, we were very excited to have them living with us! The other day, Josh said “this is the closest thing to communal living I’ve ever experienced”.  It’s been so great! I love to witness interactions between family members… and lifestyles of others.  It’s so great.  For instance, Josh’s disciplining tools… Melanie is awesome and whipping up food in a hurry and having it ready early.  I need to take lessons in this department. Oli…well, he’s a monkey apparently. In all the excitement, our kitty Gucci just hides wherever she can. In a few weeks, this family will move to Trinidad.  All seven of them.  I’m going to miss them….