February 29, 2008

An overdose of . . . something


Blink, blink.

Is is possible to have a hangover from too much chocolate?

I wouldn't know, because I've never been "hung-over." But I imagine this run-over-by-a-cement-truck and foggy brain must be what it feels like. Minus the headache and nausea, of course.

See, I bought brownies last night for Home Fellowship (a bible study for young married couples and young families that meets at our house on Thursday nights). I was craving them something awful, so around 6:45 I skipped out to Albertsons to buy some. I will confess, I ate the mostest of everyone. :(

I have a weakness for chocolate. I also have a weakness for staying up late, which is probably the real cause of my alleged hang-over. Because after bible study, I proceeded to put Caleb to bed, and log into WoW (another weakness of mine - but you're not supposed to know about that ;). For the next hour and a half, I completed quests on my lvl 21 Shadow Priest named Ireena. I finished up in Bloodmyst Isle, took her to Exodar for a quick trip to the bank and Auction House, then put her on a boat bound for the elfin refuge Auberdine. And then, though I could hardly believe it, today was already tomorrow, and the clock was striking 12:15 am.

See, I have it stuck in my little brain that staying up late is "cool." And of course going to bed early is, by consequence, "boring." Something I'm going to have to re-wire in my little brain if I want to live to see 24, I think. ;-) Because mornings like this one aren't very fun to wake up to. Sure I had fun last night, but since the Rapture didn't happen and the world come to an end while I slept, I must now live today.

Curse you, rich chocolate Brownies!

Wait. Didn't I just say a lack of sleep was to blame for my foggy state? And not the brownies?

I really must try to get to bed earlier.

February 28, 2008

The Class of '54

Scene: Maltise Falcon Malt Shop, downtown Rolley City, around 6pm on the night of August 16th, 1959.

The Players: 8 friends, all gathered for their 5th year high school reunion at the "old hangout."

The Mystery? Classmate #9, one Rock N. Rolley, has been murdered. His car was found on the train tracks at Backroads Crossing at 5:15 pm. Since high school, Rock had become a famous rock star and early tonight, had given a special performance for the reunion.

All 8 friends are suspects. All 8 "friends" have motives of their own for wanting to off Rock.

Who dunnit?
Last Friday night, four of the couples from our bible study indulged once again in a How to Host a Murder dinner party. Of the three so far, we all agreed that this one was the easiest to dress for:

"Cal" Q. Layder, the genius/nerd of our class who's trying to patent a remote braking device that allows you to stop a car remotely. With him is Deirdre "Dee" C. Deucer, home-coming queen-turned-law student. But later, we discover she's really an FBI agent.

Evelyn C. "E.C." Leigh, former cheerleader "who just couldn't say no to anything" because of her, ahem, incredibly generous nature; we find out almost immediately that she has a small son, and questions are raised as to the paternity of the child. Then there's Richard "Rick" C. Alcitrent, the wild and unruly kid who's had a hard time adapting to adulthood; he shares a striking resemblence with the deceased Rock N. Rolley, as well as a talent for music.

Delbert "Del" Toydes, the three-sport letterman who we later find out, threw the big home-coming game senior year in order to make some easy money. And, looking very fine in her pink poodle skirt is Priscilla "Pris" E. Teene, our valedictorian and senior class president. Of course, Pris would just like us to believe she was really that smart . . .

Joseph "Joe" K. Awledge was Rock's business manager. Joe was Class Treasurer back in '54, and he lost a small sum of the school's money playing the stock market. And we musn't forget Penelope "Penny" Loafer, twin sister of the deceased Rock. Penny married R. Auten Loafer right out of high school, but misses her wild high school days.

(Jay's puffing on a chocolate cigar in the picture, but I don't think you can see it). I wore a knee-length pleated skirt, with a cranberry sweater, pearls (as per my costume suggestions), and brown loafers to match my name. :)

We ate hambergers and french fries for dinner, listened to 50s hits like "Blueberry Hill" and "At the Hop," and accused each other of murder for four hours. We had a blast! :) As we worked into round four (the last and more important round of the game), we demolished a pot of fondue for dessert. Not very 50s-ish, I know, but very yummy!

In the end, Greg (Cal), was the one who dunnit. He was the genius who actually braked Rock's car right over the tracks before the evening train came by. However, it was discovered that Jay (Joe) and myself (Penny) were in on the deal, which I suppose makes us co-conspiritors. I wanted my family's inheritance all to myself, and for his help, I promised to make Joe president of the company. *devious grin* What can I say? I'm a mercenary!

At least I wasn't the bad guy this time... well, not the only bad guy, anyway. ;)

February 25, 2008

God's Foolish Ones

Thought I'd share a verse from my devos this morning, and the consequent song it made me think of as I read it:

"But God chose the foolish things of this world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong. He chose the lowly things of this world and the despised things - and the things that are not - to nullify the things that are, so that no one may boast before him."
-- 1 Cor. 1:27-29

God's Own Fool - by Michael Card

Seems I've imagined Him all of my life
As the wisest of all of mankind
But if God's Holy wisdom is foolish to men
He must have seemed out of His mind

For even His family said He was mad
And the priests said a demon's to blame
But God in the form of this angry young man
Could not have seemed perfectly sane

When we in our foolishness thought we were wise
He played the fool and He opened our eyes
When we in our weakness believed we were strong
He became helpless to show we were wrong
And so we follow God's own fool
For only the foolish can tell-
Believe the unbelievable
And come be a fool as well

So come lose your life for a carpenter's son
For a madman who died for a dream
And you'll have the faith His first followers had
And you'll feel the weight of the beam
So surrender the hunger to say you must know
Have the courage to say I believe
For the power of paradox opens your eyes
And blinds those who say they can see

Chorus repeat

I love this song. I wish I could actually link it to you here, so that you could listen as well as read. But I haven't figured out yet if Blogger allows for that kind of feature, and if they do, I have no clue how to use it yet. No matter; the lyrics are powerful enough, even without the music.

You know, considering all things logically, we Christians do sound rather mad. We believe in a Being we can't see, touch, or smell. We can't prove 100% that we are right in our beliefs. And yet we will defy culture, popularity, and "success" to follow Jesus. And some of us are even willing to die for these beliefs. Stark raving mad. :) But I love these verses in Corinthians. God chose . . . He decided to confound the wisdom of the world. He decided to go completely against our natural way of thinking. Only God could do something like that. And only God can help us follow in His footsteps.

Happy Monday, ya'll!

February 22, 2008


Sorry, ya'll. Just realized that my settings didn't allow anyone to publish a comment under anonymous. . . I've changed that setting now, so that shouldn't be a problem anymore. My bad!

February 20, 2008

If you can read this . . .

. . . congratulations! You're literate! ;-)

No, seriously, if you're reading this, it means you have successfully navigated from my old blog at livejournal to this new one on blogger.com. Welcome!

After three and a half years on LJ, I've decided it's time for some change. Blogger offers a lot of fun and interesting options for their online journals; no doubt you've noticed some of them already. For those of you who are not bloggie-literate, let me introduce you to The Inkwell:

Most of the stuff you see on the sidebar to your right is self-explanatory. My picture, my bio, pic of the family, pic of Caleb, etc. The links on Favorite Bloggin' Spots will take you to some of my friends' blogs: Heart and Home is my dear friend Ashleigh's spot. Seasons of Life is her mother, Mishel's blog. The Smell of Lavender belongs to another dear friend Natalie. Feel free to visit these sites; these women are all wonderful, funny Christian ladies seeking the Lord with their hearts and lives.

Favorite Surfin' Spots is a collection of websites I visit regularly, or are of important note. Feel free to visit these as well, or ask me questions about them.

As time goes by, I will probably add new friends to my Bloggin' Spots bar and new websites to Surfin' Spots. When I do, I'll make sure to announce it in a post, so stay tuned!

Quote of the Day is just that: I've subscribed to a quote website that will change the quote on my blog every day. Not entirely sure I'm going to like this feature; I may just opt for putting my own quotes in. But we'll see; I'm willing to give this a trial run at any rate.

Ancient Historie is simply a record of past blogs, should you wish to revisit a particular post. As I said above, most of this stuff is pretty self-explanatory.

One of my hopes with this new blog, is that it will encourage more of you comment, ask questions, and dialogue with me and other people who read this. If you would like to comment on a post, or ask a question, feel free to leave a comment by clicking on the link at the bottom of any post. If you don't have a website or blog of your own, comment as Anonymous and just be sure to sign your name to the note, so that I know who it's from. Then check back later to see if I've responded!

Since this blog is in its infancy, I will probably spend the next few weeks tweaking and fine-tuning it. A change here, a change there, until I'm fully satisfied with it. There are a few features I want to try out. If I make any major changes, I'll be sure to let you know.

In the meantime, The Inkwell will pretty much serve the purpose that Life As I Live It did; namely, a place for me to write about my life and share pictures with you, my friends and family. My LJ blog will stay for the time being, with my redirection notice, but I will not be posting anything new over there; that blog is officially closed. All the action from here on out will be at The Inkwell. :)

So, enjoy!