Sunday, November 30, 2008
Swimming in the Dark
AWOL Vol. 2: NE vs. CO
Friday, November 28, 2008
AWOL Vol.1
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
My Beef With Band Aid
Now that we're preparing for the Christmas season (Advent, to us Catholics), the radio stations are beginning to play Christmas music and this song is one of them. It has driven me absolutely crazy for years because I detest Hollywood Mania and the fleeting passions that drive them face first into a brick wall instead of heading on a good path somewhere. One cause is all the rage one year and they've changed their tune the next year and the old cause is forgotten.
It's my blog and I'll rant if I want to. So what bugs me about this song? While rolling my eyes, here we go, line by line:
It's Christmas time, there's no need to be afraid. At Christmas time we let in light and we banish shade. And in our world of plenty, we can spread a smile of joy. Throw your arms around the world at Christmas time.
*I agree except that when they say, "throw your arms around the world at Christmas time," it's supposed to be a feel-good lyric but it's sappy enough to make me shudder. I do like the line we let in the light and we banish shade. Christ is the light, right?
*Are we only required to love the world at Christmas time, or year-round?
But say a prayer, pray for the other ones. At Christmas time, it's hard. But when you're having fun, there's a world outside your window and it's a world of dread and fear, where the only water flowing is the bitter sting of tears. And the Christmas bells that are ringing are clanging chimes of doom...
*Chimes of doom or simply calls from the Minarets? Chimes of doom? Really?
Well, tonight thank God it's them instead of you.
*Seriously! Band Aid is telling me that I lay in bed at night and say, "Thank you, God, for letting someone suffer, as long as it's not me." That's a ridiculously pompous, vitriolic lyric.
And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmas time.
*Really? There won't be snow in Arizona, Florida, South America, or Australia either! If there were, we'd be screaming global cooling instead of global warming. There's not supposed to be snow in Africa anytime, especially at Christmas time when it's summer there. It's biased to assume that there must be snow to have Christmas or that Africa should have snow. Who wrote this lyric? It is this one line in particular that drives me crazy. Quick! Have Aspen ship their snow machines to Africa so there can be snow for Christmas during Africa's SUMMER.
The greatest gift they'll get this year is life.
Life is the greatest gift that we all get. Is Christmas only about gifts? I'm hip on sending food as a gift year-round...not just at Christmas.
Where nothing ever grows, no rain or rivers flow...
Coffee grows there. Sugar cane grows there. Many things grow there. They do get rain, mainly in the middle of the year, and yes, Charlie Brown, there ARE rivers in Ethiopia.
Do they know it's Christmas time at all?
*"Do they care that it's Christmas time at all?" might be a better line, since half of the population there is Muslim. Okay, okay, that's harsh, since the other half of the population is Christian. And yes, they do know it's Christmas. Maybe Band Aid is worried that since they don't live in North America or Britain and don't get snow at Christmas, they might forgot. That's a bit ethnocentric, though, to assume that because they don't have snow and might not get gifts, they don't know it's Christmas.
Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time. Feed the world. Do they know it's Christmas time at all?
*I agree...feed the world even though they're intelligent enough to know that it's Christmas. Feed them even when it's not Christmas!
Here's to you; raise a glass for everyone. here's to them underneath that burning sun. Do they know it's Christmas time at all?
*We're all underneath that same burning sun. It's HOT in Ethipia. They're right. Even though it's SUMMER there, they do indeed know that it's Christmas. Sometimes when I have to go outside and it's -25 degrees on Christmas, I wish it was hot here. Let's spread the sun's love. Seriously?
Feed the world, feed the world, etc.
*I agree. Feed the world! But let's keep snow where it belongs, eh?
Monday, November 24, 2008
At the Farm
Jeremy's dad still comes out to the farm to help during harvest.
On Sunday, we all came out to the farm for Thanksgiving supper. There was turkey, ham, homemade noodles, kolaches, veggies, stuffing, homemade gravy, the most delicious homemade pickles, and a table full of dessert. An aside: for you non-Czech people, I mentioned kolaches separate from dessert on purpose. Kolaches are a great side dish, you might call them a dinner roll, maybe you have one instead of a salad and then have another for your entree...do you see a pattern here? (Cheers, Dad!)
The Simple Woman's Daybook Volume 3
Go visit Peggy at The Simple Woman's Daybook!Monday, November 24th, 2008
Outside My Window...It is sunny here in Nebraska! I love the way the morning light shines over the deck. Unfortunately, the only green outdoors is the grass, but still, it's a beautiful day, not too cold--32 degrees--so it should get up to 50 today!
I am thinking...about how fragile human life is.
I am thankful for...everything. Where do I begin? I think about my great-great grandmothers when I do laundry in a machine that is in my house and when I load the dishes into my dishwasher and change my child's diaper and simply throw it away (which I know is not environmentally friendly--no lectures, please), and when I can get antibiotics for my children and immunizations against most deadly diseases. I think what a luxury our life is compared to the pioneers who came before us. We don't want for anything and for that, I am very grateful.
Learning at school and at home...Morgan is improving her reading skills every day. I am so grateful to her teacher. Madeleine is also improving her skills in reading and writing but she can sure be a stinker when she'd rather play than work. Noah recognizes his name and we're working on letter recognition and printing. Isaiah's vocabulary is increasing by the day. Yesterday, he pointed to something on the counter and said, "a bite...please?" When he saw a picture of his grandma, he said, "Ma-mah!" These are firsts for him.
From the kitchen...two drawers are losing their fronts. My poor husband is trying to keep up with the blessings of home ownership! Later this week, from the kitchen...kolaches!
I am creating...the Blurb book, still. I've got all of the photos from January to November uploaded. Now I just need to add captions, dates, and stories. Then I'll need to keep going through the end of December and upload it! I can't wait!
I am going...to Seattle in April!
I am reading...The Hidden Power of Kindness (still), The Lamb's Supper, Discover magazine's last issue, and contemplating whether or not to subscribe to National Geographic since they've offered it to us for a mere $15.
I am hoping...that our nation turns to see the value of life beginning at conception. Maybe I listen to too much AM radio; I'm really scared that FOCA will pass. What are we telling ourselves when we say that our most innocent citizens are disposable?
I am hearing...AM radio in the background and wondering why newscasters are all confused about whether to use a/an with the word historic. Here's the rule on a/an, folks. We use A to precede words beginning with a consonant: a boat, a car, a historic event. We use AN to precede words beginning with a vowel sound: an ark, an automobile, an herb garden. How do we decide when to use a/an with an H word? Well, it's very simple. If the H is silent, as in herb, we say an herb. If the H is spoken, as in historic, we say a historic event. I think I learned this in kindergarten. In fact, I saw it on one of Morgan's kindergarten worksheets last year. Not even my five year old makes this mistake...and the news people do it on purpose, thinking they've found a loophole in a very common sense grammar rule. *sigh*
Around the house...I'm imagining the colors that I want to paint the walls. Any suggestions? Our front room is a deep red. This is perfect. I want to paint the family room, Isaiah's room, our bedroom, and the bathroom. I also want to pull up the carpet in our bedroom because it wasn't put in well; there's no pad and I can see the oak floor underneath it just waiting to be freed of its old blue covering.
One of my favorite things...(person, this time) is my husband. He is so patient and gentle. He is so good to me. He is a good provider and is an amazing father. I can't imagine my life without him. We met and began dating 12 years ago and have been married for over seven years. He has given me stability, unconditional love, and four beautiful children.
A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: I'll go to bible study tonight, nothing tomorrow, nothing Wednesday, Thanksgiving with Jeremy's family on Thursday, with my mom and siblings on Friday, and a clear, possibly productive weekend.
Here is picture thought I am sharing...seeing a Mercedes parked right by a barn where all of the kids are watching a calf drink milk struck me this weekend.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Lunchtime Zzzzs
This is what happens to little boys who are teething and wake their parents up every hour during the night and then won't go down for a morning nap even though they're extremely tired. Click to watch; it's about 40 seconds in length.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Before It Gets Really Cold
Magnetized
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Photo Collage
Here's a photo collage from the last week or so to hold us over!
Jeremy bowls in a sitting position at a friend's birthday party.
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