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July 12, 2009

New unit of measurement: The Joseph

The Joseph: roughly equal to half a US cup, or just below the metal ring around the bottom of the coffee carafe. It is the amount of coffee Joseph, our fifteen year old, feels like he must leave in the pot in order to avoid brewing fresh coffee. I'd like him to change to a double Joseph as the basis for this decision. 


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July 11, 2009

Filled with the fullness. . .

In Paul's letter to his pals in Ephesus, in chapter 3, verse 19 he prays that they'll be filled with all the fullness of God. What an amazing prayer. How can it possibly be answered? It makes me of this:


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Wouldn't we get huge and pop like the trash bag? Sometimes I wonder. What I'm thinking more and more is that I want to be more and more filled with the fullness. 

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July 8, 2009

New Word Wednesday: Earworm

earworm
(EER.wurm) n. A song or tune that repeats over and over inside a person's head. Also:ear-worm, ear worm.

Thanks again to Urbandictionary for today's word. The classic example from my youth: "I've got a baby bumblebee, won't my Mama be so proud of me. . ." Several classic rock hooks now occasionally haunt my mind, the latest being, "heard it from friend who, heard from friend who, heard it from another. . ." well, you get the point.
Feeling spunky and want to put a worm in our ear? Comment below. A link to a youtube of an original artist rendition gets bonus points! (Would this be it for Baby Bumblebee?)

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July 7, 2009

Thank You Thursday

In an effort to tone up my gratitude muscles, I'm instituting Thank You Thursday. So far this global movement, which had it's genesis in lowly Farmland, Indiana, has extended as far as. . .  Well, actually a quick google search indicates that I'm not the first one to notice how nicely "thank you" and "Thursday" alliterate. Ah well. 


For my first Thank You Thursday, I'd like to express my appreciation for my editor, Marti. Sometimes referred to as Miss Marti Pants (Run the first two words together and you'll get it.) both in admiration and feigned derision, Marti often takes what I write, smudges out the embarrassing mistakes, tones up the sloppy grammar, and adds some thoughts that I would have included if I were as smart as her. Obviously, her work does not include this blog. 

Thank you, Marti, and kind editors everywhere. 

For my non-dial up friends, enjoy the following video. If you're on dial up, don't worry, you're not missing much!

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July 6, 2009

Thank you

Can I just say something to you quickly? Thanks for reading this. I'm blessed and encouraged that you do. It makes the slight time and effort invested in writing feel more worthwhile. 

I don't know about you, but a well-worded thank you works for me: Someone hands me a card after I speak, expressing thoughtful, relevant gratitude; my wife looks up from her work and thanks me for bringing her tea; or I think about the show of appreciation I hope to hear from Jesus, "Well done, good and faithful servant." 

Sadly, I'm no poster child for saying thank you. I feel it far more often than I do it, and I don't feel it often enough. But it seems deeply right and good when I do. 

How about you? Do you have some tips for saying thank you that you'd be willing to share? Comment for the rest of us. We would be so grateful.

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July 3, 2009

Happy Fourth of July

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July 2, 2009

New Word Wednesday: Chronoptimist

Chronoptimist: A person who always under estimates the time necessary to do something or get somewhere.

"Hey, Cindy. you know my parents are expecting us in 20 minutes." A person who always under estimates the time necessary to do something or get somewhere.
"No problem. I just have to wash the dishes, take a shower, do my hair, walk the dog and then I'm all good to go. See you in 15." 
"You are such a chronoptimist! I'll see you in 45."  (Thanks to Urbandictionary.com  Visit at your own risk.)

I suspect chronoptimism is found resident with other sorts of detrimental optimism such as, "Oh, sure. I've got enough gas to get to the next exit." Do you have a mal-optimism at work in your life?

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June 29, 2009

Wheat field and a Lark (or Combine)

Vincent Van Gogh occupies a space very near the top of my "all time favorite artists" list. He painted a fair number of wheat fields in his career. Had he been painting today rather than the late 1800's and near Farmland, IN instead of Holland and France, he may have included a combine. The scene on the right below, shot this afternoon, reminds me of "Wheatfield and a Lark" on the left. 


   
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June 25, 2009

Gettin' large in the South. . .

. . .another night, another buffet!

"We love Jello at Country Road Buffet."

In case the fried "whatever" gets stuck on your crawl, handy first aid instructions are right at hand!

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June 24, 2009

Living large in the South

I'm hanging with some of the Bennett women and my mother in law in Georgia this week. For sweet Ann's birthday today, Mom in Law took us all out to dinner at The Peachtree Cafe. Yep, it felt pretty southern. 80% of the items on the all you can eat buffet had been fried in one way or another and a waitress came around twice with fried green tomatoes! The Wednesday meat selections were chicken fried steak, fried liver, and fried chicken. Oh, there was grilled, or maybe baked, chicken for the pansies who happened to stop by! 

Hush puppies, regular biscuits, cheesy fried biscuits, and corn bread helped balance out the fried stuff. We also partook liberally of the dessert selections. (Ever tried to type with fingers so fat they bump into each other? Eat a couple times at the Peachtree and you'll find out!)


Possibly the first photo ever taken at the Peachtree on an iPhone.
 


The youngest Bennett women, pleasantly stuffed, but still able to get out the Peachtree doors. (It's no coincidence that they're double doors!)
 

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