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What would you be willing to do for $12, 254? Just recently I offered my relatives the chance to pie me in the face for 20$ ( I never got my 20$ by the way). But 12 grand is a lot of money and I’d be willing to do a lot of stupid things for 12 grand. I mean 12 grand would make my house payments for the good part of a year. It finance a much needed kitchen re-model. It would pay off the rest of my car and then still have enough left over to go shopping with. I could go to Starbucks every single day and buy a latte for over 8 years. It would allow me to have a maid come every week and a lawn service with enough left over for lots of meals out. It would pay my childcare bill for the year. I could take my family to Hawaii and Disney World. I could even do a lot of good with that much money. I could support 28 Compassion children for a year. I could buy 25 cows on Heiffer International. I could build 27 wells through the water project So I’d be willing to submit myself to lots of hard work ...

So on Tuesday (before Friday) Jesus spent a lot of time teaching in the Temple (Mark 12 for one of 3 accounts), then dined in Bethany with his discples and was annointed by Mary Magdeline ( Matthew 26). I know a girl who re-uses her zip lock bags. She even has a little baggy drying rack. She saves scraps of tin foil to re-use and never throws away wrapping paper. Unlike me she never has to buy those disposable plastic containers for leftovers but simply washes and saves all the ones that food already comes in (like yogurt or sour cream). I admire this. Even if I like to be able to see my left-overs and like a fresh baggie for my sandwich. I mean not only is it better for the environment but it is frugal. And God calls us to be good stewards of our finances as well as this beautiful Earth. I could take a few lessons from this girl. But. Sometimes we over do it. This whole value on “usefulness” and frugalness and being practical. Jesus lived simply. Most of the time. But I’m not sure tha...

So in my head I was hoping to write this really profound post for every day of Holy Week....walking through what Christ did this week. And yesterday was Palm Sunday and there was no post. I tried. But it really ended up being some lame editorial on Paris Hilton's million dollar pink Bentley compared to the Christ showing up on a borrowed ass. That was pretty much my best line and the rest of the post ended up in delete bin. So for Monday I thought I'd try again. Excpet the scriptures are pretty blank on Monday except for a small section in Matthew and Mark about Jesus cursing out a fig tree. Early in the morning, as he was on his way back to the city, he was hungry. Seeing a fig tree by the road, he went up to it but found nothing on it except leaves. Then he said to it, "May you never bear fruit again!" Immediately the tree withered. When the disciples saw this, they were amazed. "How did the fig tree wither so quickly?" they asked. Matthew 21: 18-20 This b...

My 18 month old has very little hair. I can just now get a little clip in there. Only for her to pull it right back out a few minutes later. I’m not really sure why this bothers me. She is stinkin cute. But at least once a week someone stops me, at church or at the store and asks how old my son is. Or tells me how cute he is. Even if HE has on a pink dress. I pierced her ears about a year ago to fend off some of these mistakes but it hasn’t seemed to help. One onlooker even bothered to ask me why I pierced my son’s ears. I have stopped trying to correct them and just smile and give her age at the time. While cursing them loudly in my head. My son of course was born with a big thick dark mop of hair and I’m pretty sure had a hair cut before he was even a year old. And olive toned skin and long thick eyelashes that a girl would kill for. And then there is my bald ivory skinned little girl who you need a magnifying class to find an eyelash on. And she is beautiful. Really. People stop...

I love a good cover. And here are some of my favorites. 1. Obidiah Parker – Hey Ya (outkast) This song makes me so happy everytime I here it. I’m not sure how they managed to make outkast folky but they so pulled it off. Love it. 2.Ben Taylor – I try (macy gray). This is Ben Taylor as in James Taylor and it is so amazing. 3.John Mayer -Free Fallin (tom petty). I used to sing this song at Young Life my freshman year of high school and love it. By Tom Petty. By John Mayer. By anyone with a guitar. 4.Kendall Payne – One (U2). This is one of my favorite songs of all times and I just adore this girl…..so of course it is a winner J. 5.Damien Rice and Lisa Hannigan -Get the Party Started (pink). Funny funny stuff that somehow works. Damien Rice could sing the back of a cereal box and I’d buy it. 6. Ryan Adams– Wonderwall ( oasis). I like his version better than the real one. 7.Across the Universe – Fiona Apple ( beatles). So pretty. Rufus Wainwright also does a killer version. 8. Blackbird – ...

About a month ago I took a photography class …and to begin we had to go around the room and say why we took pictures. I am the kind of girl who in a group like that likes to have some smart ass witty thing to say. But my friends were the teachers and I couldn’t think of anything fast enough. All I could actually think of was pouring over pictures albums when I was little. And going to my Aunt Bobbie’s house and looking at her albums over and over and asking her to tell the stories in each picture. A lot of my memories from when I was little aren’t really memories at all. They are versions of me and events that I remember the picture of. Like right now if I close my eyes I can see one of those square kind of pictures with the rounded edges of me and my family on vacation at the beach. I don’t remember the actual trip or the bad blue dress I was wearing. But I can clearly remember the photo and my painful looking sunburn. I’m sure that my mom sprayed me down that night with solarcaine or...

6 or so years ago I went to my first official high school soccer practice. Well first one as the coach anyways. Just a part-time assistant volunteer coach. But still a coach. I even bought a whistle. I thought of all the people who encouraged me when I sucked. And the traditions and fun my old high school team had even when we lost almost every game. And I cheered these girls on. I showed some of them how to shoot with the inside of their foot. I told them where to be on the field. I made others run for cussing and at the end we huddled up and I told them how excited I was to be there. How eager I was for their first game. I went home on cloud nine and told my husband that I was born to do this and had a hard time going to sleep that night because I kept thinking about those 21 girls and anticipating our season ahead. The next day around 3rd period I got an email that told me not to go to practice that day. Or any day. And I tried really really hard to not cry in front of all those kid...