Sister Jealousy

It's days like today that make me wish I had a sister.

Somebody to call and talk to that really understands...in a sister kind of way.

I don't have a sister. Just a brother. And I LOVE my brother. I really do. He is a generous, kind, and quiet person. He is pretty darn cool.

But, he is not a sister.

I have many friends who all have sisters. And yes, they gripe about their sisters sometimes, but I can tell from the way they talk that they really LOVE their sisters and are thankful for them.

So, if you have a sister, thank God for her. If you have a brother, thank God for him, too.

I can't imagine being an only child. What a heavy burden to have to bear all by yourself. I mean...you're IT! If something happens, there's nobody sibling wise to call.

So, today, I am giving thanks for my sister wannabe's. Those gals who are like sisters to me. Who aren't afraid to tell me like it is, but will do absolutely anything for me.

And if that applies to you, thanks for being my pseudo sister..

And, why not end this sisterly post with a random pic of my girl in a big pink chair giving me her best "i'm up to something" look.

I hope she gets to be a big sister someday.

Personal Questions...Answered!

Here lately, I have been asked a slew of personal questions.

Now, please tell me why people feel impelled to ASK someone personal questions.

Why? Isn't there enough personalness in your own life?

Did yo mama not raise you right? Didn't you learn not to delve into people's personal lives?

With the exception of a FEW.VERY.CLOSE. friends, I am pretty much shocked at the questions some folks ask me. So, to clear up the confusion...here are the answers:

1. Aren't you ever gonna have another baby?
I didn't plan to have Sydney. She was a miraculous surprise straight from God. I am not one of these fertile Myrtle people walking around who actually "plan" their next child or have and "oopsie" child. I can't just wash my clothes with my husband's clothes and wind up pregnant. Not the way it works with me. If I have another child, it will be yet another miraculous surprise and if I don't, I am perfectly content.

2. Don't you think you need to get your hair re-highlighted?
Yes, it desperately needs to be re-highlighted but spending a couple hundred bucks at the hair salon for all I need to have done is just not a top priority at this point.

3. How much do you pay each month for your house? Don't you think it is about time for you to buy a house and settle down?
I am blessed with a 3 BDR, 2 BA rent house. Yes, we would love to buy a home of our own but not for sure where, when, and how that will happen. I am not like some folks who chunk down a huge amount of change for a house they can't afford just so they can "own" their own home. We are very careful with our money and when the right house comes along, we are going to have it paid off in no time. The door will open and we will buy a home and it will be the perfect home for us.

4. When are you due?
Refer to question #1. And...that deflated balloon pooch you see...is the remnants of a baby belly from my only child and it is a small trade for having Syd in our lives. And yes, a little diet and exercise wouldn't hurt me either.

5. How much do you make at that charter school?
I ain't in it for da money. And, yes I make a little less than what I made at the public school, but I am working part time. And I have so much LESS headache and so much MORE joy in what I am doing that it doesn't really matter..and besides...I work because I must have an outlet for all the ideas that run non stop in my head. I love my kids and I love my job at the charter school.

Well, that sums it up...because nosy enquiring minds want to KNOW!

I Am Not Skilled To Understand...

..and my Pastor added...

"It wouldn't matter even if you were. God's ways are above our ways."

Yes, sir. You are absolutely right.

Lately, I've had to reconfigure my thinking. I have looked at situations in different perspectives and taken a step back from the way I've always perceived certain: people, places, and things.

We get in a rut. We love our rut. We are comfortable in our rut.

But, a rut is just a grave with both ends kicked out.

Help me, Oh  Lord, to see past my rut and see what YOU want me to accomplish.

You are ALWAYS there for me. That's where my strength comes from.

In the Swing of Things

Has it really been nearly 2 weeks since I have blogged?

Holy Guacamole!

A recap..

School has begun. I love my class. I have 11 8th graders who are dreamy to teach...laugh at my jokes, and compliment me excessively. They are learning huge words like prosaic, indomitable, and acquiesce.

Syd has begun her Mon, Wed, Friday Preschool, comes home singing "Happy Birthday to Me" and "Jesus Loves Me" everyday, so things must be going swell there. She is loving her Tues/Thurs gig at my friend's Lea Ann's house where she plays ALL DAY LONG and eats her weight in "pop pops" (posicles).

Chris is taking a Biology class in the hopes of gaining enough Science hours to begin yet another degree....like either one of us need ANOTHER piece of paper on the wall, but I support anybody's efforts to get smarter or get another piece of paper because I am a lifelong student myself. I would go to school everyday for the rest of my life, Amen. I live for school.

Yes, I am a nerd.

I am doing much better about loading and unloading the dishwasher and keeping the kitchen floor clean. Not sure where that came from or why I even said that, but there.

Our area in East Texas finally got a long, refreshing rain courtesy of a tropical storm, so we are all in a little bit better mood.

..........and..........the following pics have no relevance whatsoever to my post but my kid looks like an angel when she sleeps, so, I had to share....

Have a great week, keep the shiny side up, and tell God how much you love Him...'cause no matter what, He's still good and He's still God.