AppetizerWow, this is a tough one for an appetizer. I am proud to be a small, tiny part of the work we are doing at Gracepoint Church. Does that count? Thing is, it really isn't "us" so much as it is Christ in us...
What are you proud of?
SoupI am not a person who wins things, as a general rule. When I was in school and there were specific competitions, I had a better track record. I remember participating in the Duke TIP in jr high. Since we couldn't afford for me to go to their summer camp, they sent me some pretty cool books. Oh, man, my nerd alarm is going off right now...
What is the best thing you’ve ever won as a prize?
Name something you do that is a waste of time.
In what year of your life did you change the most?
2003. Married in December of 02 and moved 2800 miles away ten months later.
Where is a place you consider to be very tranquil?
There you have it, the table is set. You are invited to dine here.
2) If you had knowledge which would change the world, what would you do with that knowledge?
3) Have you ever witnessed a miracle?
4) What is your mission field?
5) What is the most important lesson you are teaching/ will teach your children?
6) What was the most important lesson your parents taught you?
Seriously, I am curious. And that means you, you lurker-person.
When experiencing nausea due to post-nasal drip, it is a bad idea to read about the taste of human flesh. This might be what it takes for me to make that final step into vegetarianism.
Labels: dumb bunny
Nevada Power has a "green power" program which we can choose to support (min $5 each month, but we can give more). This doesn't say how much guilt is allayed on the dollar, but I can pretty much bet it ain't much. See, this is where the money goes. Wow--three whole houses! (Mom, I know you can hear my eyes rolling, but please understand that it is totally justified.) Thankyouverymuch, I will save my ten dollars each month and use that money to buy something useful, like a programmable thermostat or water heater blanket.
On to our numbers: Last year's average daily usage peaked in July and August at 57 KWH and 50 KWH respectively. Staggering, especially considering we are talking under 1100 square feet. In December, the average was 44 KWH, and we were gone for one of those weeks. Then came January, and one small change-- the power strips. Our usage plunged 28% to 31.4 KWH, and continued down to 28.6 in February. This month? Average daily usage of 28.4.
The real test will come when the 100 100's kick in. Last year was crazy, but we have made a few changes (all light bulbs are compact fluorescent, we have all wall warts on powers strips which can be turned off at night and while we are a work). Our goal is to keep the utility bills below $200 in July and August. Don't get me wrong, I would like nothing more than to see our draw below 20 KWH each day, but that will take some changes that may pinch a little. In the meantime, I am glad to see our adjustments paying off.
See, this is what it all really comes down to: each of us making our own decisions about our footprint. In our home, these decisions are made based not only on the economics of the situation, but the idea that we share responsibility for this rock on which we dwell. Do I think it makes sense to consume less? Of course. I also believe that each of us has to come to that conclusion for ourselves.
Yay! Fair warning: some of you related-type people may be seeing some of these again.
Labels: crafty girl
It is a bad idea for one to fall asleep watching the UNLV game and then wake up at two-thirty when one's darling husband comes come. It is a worse idea to take a shower at two-thirty and trick your body in to thinking it is up for all day.
I wonder if it would be worse yet to go have a glass of wine and maybe get another couple hours of sleep? Sheesh.
Who is your favorite news anchor/reporter? Why?
Well, he is no longer an anchor, but I admit to having a teensy weensy cruch on Tony Snow. Does that count?
SoupEdamame, pineapple juice concentrate, English muffins.
Name 3 foods that are currently in your freezer.
SaladHappydale. It sounds like an asylum, but I like it.
If you were to have the opportunity to name a new town or city, what would you call it?
What will most likely be the next book you read?
That is easy: City of God, as it is next on my reading list.
What's the first thing you notice about the opposite gender?
Wow, this question totally touched a pet peeve of mine. Gender is masculine, feminine, or neuter; Sex is male or female. Gender is for words or a set of characteristics; sex is a biological designation for people, plants, or animals.
So, what I notice about gender is that I need to make sure my adjectives agree with my nouns. (In Latin class, that is). What I notice about the opposite sex is fragrance-- I have an well-developed olfactory memory.
I know this is a total cop-out as far as posting goes, but I do have a couple I am working on. Perhaps this evening.
You too can dine...
Incidentally, the local news this morning reported that you had been given the "thumbs up"-- it was scrolling across the ticker over and over again. I wonder if the irony was deliberate. You see, contrary to popular belief, the "thumbs up" sign was not given to spare the gladiators, but to slay them. Everything is in place for your demise, sir.
I guess the bright side is that you could have been a fall guy in the last administration.
"Well, actually, Italian cars were very good until the communists came."
So, there you have it. Communism is responsible for the poor quality of Italian engineering. Oh, and the death of millions.
Authority = Science Diet
I think I may start making Tele's food at home...
Name two things that made you smile this week.
Trying to bust my boss for sneaking a cigarette and instead catching him sneaking a peek at someones girlie mag stash. He actually blushed.
Walking through Sam's club with Jon-- it's like color commentary for life.
Fill in the blank: Don't you hate it when ________?
You have just gotten tucked in all comfy to bed with a good book and then realize that the front door is not locked?
When you can't go to sleep, what is your personal remedy to help yourself drift into Lullabyland?
If it is really bad, I get up and iron. Otherwise, I simply close my eyes and listen to the cricket scores on BBC radio.
What is something about which you've always wondered but have not yet found a good answer?
Well, until about five minutes ago, I really wondered about why any number raised to the power of zero is one. Just found a good explanation of that here, and am smacking my forehead with the heel of my hand. Duh.
So I guess I wonder why it is that some people feel compelled to second guess God. (That includes me)
What is your favorite pasta dish?
Okay, that's all from me for a few days. You can dine here.
Katrina is hosting another reading challenge, and I am ready with my list:
When I Don't Desire God (John Piper)
I have been "meaning to" get to this one for quite some time.
Sitting on my bookshelf for way too long
Because I need one more thing to make me cry.
City of God (Augustine of Hippo)
Ashamed to say how long this one has sat on my shelf. (Through four moves)
Two of my favorites: history and classics. What could be better.
The Aeneid (Virgil)
In English this time.
Der Steppenwolf (Herman Hesse)
I missed this one in school. We read Siddhartha instead.
As I Lay Dying (William Faulkner)
Love love love him.
The House of the Seven Gables (Hawthorne)
This is mostly because I never could stand his work when I was younger. I am going to try again, with fifteen years under my belt.
Ok, they are now out there for anyone to see.
This paragraph particularly resonates with me:
The author probably doesn’t realize it, but there is something perverse about asking the money question after the women are pregnant. They are assuming what they should be proving, namely that the unborn aren’t humans worthy or protection. If they want to use costs as a reason for birth control, that is one set of arguments. But once the human being exists we shouldn’t be debating whether or not to kill her to save money. After all, if we are just after cost savings, why not kill poor people outside the womb?
Amen. What makes us fell the need to place an economic value on a life? Anyway, Neil says what I would like to have the eloquence to say.
Ides of March was the only "real" party, I suppose. The parties before District and State Forums were also meetings and last minute polishing of orations. Of course, all of these parties were decidedly uncool. It was "Latin Club," after all.
The thing is, I much prefer the uncool parties to the cool parties I attended. Perhaps my criteria as to what makes a party "cool" are different than the average person, but I would much rather party with people who can converse without resorting to single syllable words. I like sentences with more than four words, and I deplore prepositions at the end of those sentences.
So, in honor of the holiday, I would like to share a couple little tidbits of useless knowledge:
In March, July, October, and May
The Ides fall on the 15th day,
The Nones the 7th;
And all besides
Are two days less for Nones and Ides
(and just in case you find yourself wondering about imperative verbs...)
Dic, duc, fac, fer
Should have an "e" but it isn't there.
You are now one step closer to my little madness.
Update: Incidentally, it is not really the ides yet on the Julian Calendar.
I can almost picture God making one of those 1950's teaching movies:
"Boys and girls, this week's lesson for Kelly is worry. See how she holds on to concerns and refuses to turn them over. Watch here, see the circles under her eyes. If only she would let me take care of things, she would be able to rest.'
'Here she is at work. Listen as her boss tells her how worried he is that there are starving animals. Oh, it sounds like she has made a breakthrough. She just reminded him that I have things under control. Perhaps this will be the end of our film, but I doubt it. Having known Kelly since before she was formed, I can tell you that this one is a stubborn little nut.'
'Ah yes, back to the worries. Look at how she is struggling to fit everything she wants to do into her day. Hey, Kelly, remember that this is about MY time, not yours. (chuckles)'
'Let's look in on Kelly's small group this week. Listen as that gentleman in the sweater reminds them of My Word. Kelly has grown pretty quiet, and I call tell you that she is mulling this over. She is not ready yet, though. Watch her in the car, her mind still running through all the what-ifs.'
'It is time to send this one home. I have just the person for that job. Kelly reads Rachelle's writings and respects her insights. I think I can send this one home here. Yep, she is reading. Oh, look! Kelly has gone to her Bible. She's finally reading and understanding what I am telling her.'
'Well, boys and girls, that is all for today. But trust me, we will be back with this one-- probably sooner than you think."
Okay, so that was pretty self-centered of me. I do think God can and does take personal interest in the lives of His children, though. Worry is my old old friend. I think I have finally made some progress in letting her go, though.
Matthew 6:34 (ESV)
"Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.
Anyway, I heard a blurb on the "news" this morning about a pastor in Amherst who is refusing to marry any couple until the state of Massachusetts allows gay marriage. (I use the quotation marks because this story is far from newsworthy-- pastors have been doing this for at least 5 years)
The story irked me enough to break my blogging silence on this thing we call marriage, and I know that some people will be disappointed with my thoughts. To those who are disappointed or surprised, please remember my crude second sentence.
I am married. Happily, hard-workingly, wonderfully married. I was married according to the traditions of the UMC, and the laws of the state of Maryland. Guess which means more to me? Duh. The fact is, that if the state or federal government decided to revoke my marriage license, I would be no less married. My marriage is a covenant with my husband, and not some social contract. The social contract has nothing to do with that covenant, it is merely a way for the government to keep track of things in case we cancel that contract.
Of course, it is easy for me to say this, right? After all, I "enjoy" the privileges of being "legally married." What privileges are there and why? Why does the government treat people differently anyway?
Here's the thing-- I firmly believe that our current system smacks of clericalism, and that marriage covenants should be left up to the churches. Could the government please get out of the business of marrying people and get to fixing the roads? I am usually the last person to look to European countries as an example, but I think the model is a valid one which has two systems-- one path to be recognized by the government, and the other to be recognized by the Church.
We already have this little law in place to protect the rights of churches and clergy, so I don't think that there will be any problems for those churches which desire to uphold to a Biblical standard. (Whether they choose to do so is something which remains to be seen, and that battle is for church government alone.)
I have very close family members who would love nothing more than to select "M" on forms. Me, I don't think we should be asking at all.
J: How was your day?
Me: Not bad, not bad at all. Just pretty hectic. Yours?
J: Oh, pretty good. I am tired, though.
Me: Me too. And hungry.
Me: What would you like for dinner?
J: Oh, I don't know. Whatever sounds good to you.
Me: What sounds good to me is to not have to decide.
J: (silence for at least a one mile)... I don't know...*heaves a sigh*
Me: (crossing my arms) Hmph.
Last night, however, I heard about this new book. Folks, I have solved our dinner decision problems. I simply need to made a bracket of dinner choices and let Jon do his thing. The Enlightened Bracketologist just saved my evenings.
My flesh? Sound asleep.
Well, my brilliant plan to get to the implosion didn't work out so well. I was able to fall asleep pretty quickly (by 6:30 or so), but I awakened a little before ten. I didn't drift off again until just after midnight, so the alarm at one was not welcome. None of this stopped me from waking Jon and sending him out, though. Aren't I a thoughtful wife? I know.
So, he went down to the strip, cameras in hand, to take in the sights. The full set of photos is here.
Pictures to follow (if the flesh is strong enough)...
BTW, I am not a economist, but I think carbon offsets sound like a way to assuage guilt and nothing more.
Out here in the mojave, they are encouraging people to put rock in their yards, thus reducing their water usage. This is a great idea for water conservation, however, it doesn't make a whole lot of sense to build a brick oven around a house, does it? Transpiration works for us all!
I love that IKEA will be encouraging customers to reuse bags. This makes sense to me-- giving the consumer the choice. (At TJ's, they give customers drawing entries for each bag brought in-- either a cloth bag, or even reusing their paper sacks. I have never won, but I think that any encouragement at all is helpful)
I love my new lunchbox, and I love that from it, I throw away only a napkin each day. No more waxed paper or sandwich bags. Next step: making some cloth napkins for our lunches.
No matter what our feelings on climate change and its causes, I think it is wise to conserve where possible. My parents compost, but that isn't realistic for me. I live in higher density housing, though. If each of us is a good steward, surely that will make at least some impact. I just don't know that I want to see yet another layer of regulation created.
If you are still reading this, I thank you and apologize for the ramblings.
Saving time + Saving Money = Happy Bass Player's Wife.
Pardon me for being excited about something so silly, but I am tickled to death that I can get milk delivered to my door each week. And by milk, I do mean hormone free, cold filtered, very very fresh milk.
This means that I can eliminate at least two trips to TJ's each month, and any time I can save that time and money, I am a happy girl. Now Winder's is just in our area (Las Vegas and Southern Utah), but check out this page to find a milkman in your area (Continental US only, I am afraid).
(Diamond Organics delivers nationwide, but they are a little spendy for me.)
So, in this week of a kitchen WFMW, I give y'all the milkmen, not dead at all. Head over to Shannon's and see what works for others.
In the meantime, I am participating in this week's feast, mainly because answering questions is all I can handle. Without further ado:
What does the color pink make you think of?
Pink always makes me think of my sister-in-law, because she really doesn't like pink. Anytime I come across some pink little novelty, I smile and think of her.
Name something you thought you had lost, but later found.
A letter from my father, which was included in my Agape bag my Emmaus weekend. I got up and 5:30 am on a Saturday and searched for it. It is a treasured possession.
In 3 words, describe this past week.
Get over it.
What are you obsessed with?
Confession time, I guess. I am terribly competitive, and it doesn't manifest itself in the healthiest of ways. That is, if I am not absolutely positively sure I will succeed and be the best at whatever it is, I am unlikely to try. There, Mom. I admitted it.
What kind of perfume or cologne do you like to wear?
Happy Heart. Before Jonathan it would lean towards something darker, but he prefers the bright, citrusy florals.
Find other banquets at Friday's Feast.