Freakin' Poopy

My precious little angels. Aren't they cute? Today I was changing the littlest ones diaper when my older one said in the sweetest voice "Can I see the freakin' poopy mama?" Do they have to hear EVERY word I say??

Nacho Libre

I saw Nacho Libre last night. It's absolutely repulsive, audacious and hilarious. The plot was weak and the movie dragged at times, but the costume and physical comedy were worth the movie. I love Jack Black. He intrigues me. I always wonder what is going on in his head.

Ode to My Dad

Dad,
I couldn't figure out what I like most about you, your wonderful poems or all the dad jokes so I decided to combine the two for this very special (drum role)...

Ode to My Dad

(on Father's Day)

It makes me glad to call you Dad...

A dad by any other name but "my Dad" would not smell as sweet...

Roses are red, violets are blue, you are my Dad and I love you...

It's a good time, for the great taste of McDadders...

I love my Dad in the springtime, I love my Dad in the fall, I love my Dad in the summer when it sizzles and I love my dad in the winter when it drizzels. I love my Dad every moment, every moment of the year. I love my Dad, why oh why do I love my Dad? Because his love is near...

I Love you Daddy

Long Live Juarez

Well I'm back from Juarez, Mexico. John and I just spent a week at Hogar De Nino's Emmanuel http://www.emmanuelministries-juarez.org/ which is a children's home in Juarez. What a blessing. We went there to work on the plumbing, play with the children, do vacation Bible school and generally help others. We left with many tears and a big part of our heart in Juarez. What a humble, gracious people. Our hearts are so full of the many hugs and kisses from precious children who are being raised and taught at Hogar De Nino's Emmanuel. It was a privilege to meet Jonaten who runs the school and Sonia his wife who teaches. Aaron who was actually raised at the home, and John hit it off right away. Aaron now is a married man expecting his first born and he still lives in Juarez and works full time for the ministry.

We can't wait to get back! I look forward to many more years supporting this worth while, Kingdom family. So many stories to tell but just a few for now. We prayed for many people every day. We saw the Lord open the ears of a girl born deaf. She wept as she realized her hearing aids are no longer necessary. He comforted a man who lost his wife 2 years ago and has been drinking heavily since. The man was praying for someone to comfort him when we approached him on the street to pray for him. He cried like a baby for 30 minutes. The next day we saw him again, his face now bright and shiny with new hope. We walked into one yard where men were sitting around drinking and smoking. They offered us joints, we offered them Jesus. There hearts were softened and they asked us to pray for them. One man said " I know what I'm doing is wrong, but I need the kind of help you are offering so I can stop". We prayed for the little girls at the home. Many of them had encounters with God and told us of visions they saw. They saw bright lights and Jesus came out and would speak to them about His love for them. One girl said that the Lord told her "Your name is written in the Lambs Book of Life". Another said the Lord said "Desire to follow me." These are just a few of the many wonderful things that happened.

Pray for this precious ministry. In a city where children are abandoned, abused, neglected and worse, a city where women are randomly and brutally murdered, in the 7th most dangerous city in the world sits a light in the midst of darkness. A place where children find love and a family, where they are fed and taught and protected and loved. A church that reaches out to it's community and encourages men to step up and be fathers. What a difference they are making. Pray for them.

Bloated bellies and jelly donuts

So my credit card company who coincidently is my bank sends me a letter saying they received my credit card payment but unfortunately when they tried to cash the payment my bank told them they couldn't find our bank account. They went on to inform me that they were sorry that my bank (the same company as my credit card) couldn't find my account and that they had to charge the return fees to my credit card. They concluded the letter by informing me that if I wanted to clear this up I should call my bank and find out what happened to my account... Isn't that nice advice? So helpful.

Is it just me or does this sound like the sweetest scam in history? I can just see all the bank big wigs with bloated bellies and jelly donuts sitting around their conference table saying "If we can pull this off we will eat like Kings!!"

A Case for Capes

Recently, as in five minutes ago, I was reading a friends blog. I'll call her Nelmanie S., no that's too obvious, I'll call her N. Smith.

N. Smith was pondering a riveting question that had been posed to her this week. The question "What are you defending". After much apparent turmoil she concluded that she should probably be defending the universe. This brings up a heated debate I've been having with myself for years now.

Where have all the capes gone? When did it become socially unacceptable to don the occasional cape? It is my belief that any mundane task would improve dramatically should cape wearing be reinstated in society immediately. For instance, imagine your morning routine. Dull? Now imagine it with a cape. Do you think people would cut in line at Starbucks if they saw that you were a cape wearer? I think not.

Who hasn't daydreamed of swooping into a room, or swishing past someone - all possible with a cape. Not to mention the added benefit of having your initials embroidered in insanely large fonts right on your person. I assume this is to aid in identification when someone is viewing you from a great distance - which inevitably they would be if you were wearing a cape. Having a large "A" emblazoned on my cape would ensure that credit would be given where credit was due. I wouldn't want my noble deeds credited to N.Smith for instance.

Capes are important. Their benefits cannot be trivialized. A cape symbolizes nobility, character, heroism, acts of kindness and charity. I know you are thinking - On the other hand a cape in the wrong hands could encourage someone already given to an alter ego. Well I didn't say it was a flawless theory, instead you should think of it as a big social experiment.

It's nice to have nice girlfriends. Tonight some friends and I went out to the mall, did some leisurely shopping and bought a few overpriced items. In Dallas we have a mall called Willow Bend. It's a mystery that it is still open. It's a very nice mall and yet I've never seen a crowd there. In fact its so far south of crowded that crowded is a dot on the horizon. That was sufficiently dramatic. I think the problem is, they don't have a full sized Starbucks. It's more of a kiosk in the middle of the mall. What were they thinking with that?? Anyway, I like to go there because it's always empty but it is a bit of an anomaly how they remain in business. After shopping we went to dinner and laughed and talked. They say familiarity breeds contempt. I've often wondered if it's familiarity or taking someone for granted that breeds the contempt. It's good to have new friends and old friends, new friends that think you are wonderful and funny and old friends that are over it but still like you even though they know all your dirt. It's also nice to have a comfy bed and warm husband to retreat to. I'm going to do that now I think. But for my friends - and you know who you are - I had a very nice evening. Thanks for being my Calgon and taking me away from it all.

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