Random thoughts…
I am so not keeping up my blog. I have things to say. I guess. But juggling all different formats is weird. With Twitter only requiring 140 characters, I am able to quickly say something, anything, to the world: boom! Done.
Then I forget to blog.
I know something about a certain car commercial…
If you were wondering where Shaquille O’Neal was yesterday or where you can find Payton Manning today, you could ask me. Because my nephew, Curtis, is at the shoot (he brought the cars). I could tell you…if I wanted to.
I never use nor approve of the word “sucks”
But sometimes…
American Idol is agonizingly, disgustingly horrid beyond belief this year. The judges are so awful. Where oh where do I begin? Randy seems sort of opinionlessly-pointless about anything at all. Niki Menaj is absolutely bi-polar-erratic in judgements. One person forgets words, she nasally annoyingly whi-hi-hines out: Oh I love you-that endears you to me. The next person forgets: Oh, you have insulted me and ticked me off.
Mariah is beautiful {earning her nice, big check} sitting there all diva-like with her hair sculpted into its glorious place (I do like her, really as she possesses pretty much the only true class to be found on this disappointing show) and Keith is adorable, naturally, but the contestants are just mortifying with the most deplorable social skills and world-view and the most utter self-absorption (more than usual) I have EVER seen. It seems like all the talentless hacks are being let through purely for the freak-factor. I HATE this show. And I used to love it. Please cancel it so I don’t have to be this miserable ever ever ever ever ever again. OMYGOSH! Where is Simon??? For the love of God and all that is holy, Simon – come back, pul-eeze!!!
All the wonderful years of Idol joy, gone….yet, like a terrible wreck, I cannot just go by without looking…
PONDER THIS: {“The days are long, but the years are short.”} ~Gretchen Rubin is cool.
Kiss-kiss, bebe I adore
Malakai, my little angel bebe, is now 7 pounds, 2 ounces. He is thriving on love, and his cheeks are getting chubby.
Tredessa snapped this last night. He is 5 weeks old now.
James Ryle posted this the other day
I invite you to begin reading your Bible as though you are taking a slow walk in a beautiful park — one filled with God’s presence. You will find that makes all the difference in your world!
Though I almost always jump head-long into those read-the-Bible-through-in-a-year incentives, after getting stuck on 2 chapters in Isaiah for three days, I thought this invitation sounded magnificent.
Barr Lake State Park
I am reading through the NLT this year. I have never read this version, even though it is part of my go-to-five on www.biblegateway.com. LOVE parallels! (New King James Version, New International Version, The Message, Amplified, New Living Translation, my favs)…
Speaking of walking though a park…
I have had this recurring desire to go watch the sunrise at Barr Lake State Park, yes, right in the middle of winter! Sadly, however, though the strong urge hits me in the evening, it isn’t strong enough at dark-thirty in the morning to cause me to get my buns out of bed and drive the 7 miles from my front door to the lake. Yes, that is how atrociously lazy I am – I can’t bring myself to get bundled up and go seven miles. Is that not terrible?
An actual Barr Lake State Park Sunrise:
Guess what is happening Friday?
Grandbebes! A whole houseful of them!
Which brings us to THIS question: I had one of the snapshots Stephanie did in December made into a gigantic 2′ x 3′ canvas (can you comprehend how much it is making me smile?). I was just going to hang it bare like that, then realized that it would fit in this very ornate, old frame I have. But of course, I’d paint the frame black or white…right? Thoughts? Advice? Opinions? Frame or not? Painting it or not???
Ok, so that is about it. I hope you are not upset about how I am feeling abotut American Idol because I am not taking that back…
What random loveliness has been going on with YOU???