Snort, Sniff, Cough

Sorry, Kittens, but I am going to bed with a big bottle of cough medicine, a large box of Kleenex and a good book. I’d blog more but it’s hard to see the screen through watery eyes, or write when I have to keep stopping every thirty seconds to blow my nose.

The Kn Word

Pardon the spittle on the screen, Kittens, but I have a bad cold. I woke up Friday with a sore throat and a cough and it’s only gotten worse. JD has been stuffy and snorting for weeks and he finally managed to include me in the fun. Knot that it kept me down. It kept me from showering, but let’s be honest, that’s always a 50/50 proposition anyway.

Despite the stuffiness, I mustered up enough energy on Friday afternoon to go and get my hair done. I knew it was well past time when my daughter, the same one that can barely be bothered to wash HER hair, started asking why the top of my head was a different color than the rest. The good knews is that my hairdresser gave me some blonde highlights that look good. The bad knews is that I felt too bad to go out and about. My church was having a woman’s retreat, and if that’s not the perfect venue to unveil blonde highlights I don’t know what is, but I went to bed instead.

Saturday, I felt just as bad but there were important things to do. Like go to the outlet mall and buy some knew clothes. I really didn’t want to go, but my company has started this knew thing where they want me to come into the office occasionally but they have a strict anti-pajama policy. Because this isn’t my first rodeo, I went shopping prepared. I wore my super-duper anti-belly Spanx, tights and a shirt that I didn’t have to pull over my head but could unbutton instead. I’m not sure what I bought, since the temperature spiked and I was feverish and all I remember was staring at my sweat-stained, Spanx-wearing self in the mirror of Ann Taylor and thinking I was going to pass out before I got my pants buttoned. Whatever. As long as the pants aren’t flannel with a drawstring I’m sure I’ll look fine.

Sunday, I lay in bed blowing my nose all day, except for the part where Baby Alison came over and then I moved my stinky self and my pile of Kleenex to the couch. Moon had a friend over and they played and had fun and generally made the house a total wreck. Then JD went to take her friend home, and as Moon and she were getting into the car, it happened.

JD said that the door was locked so Moon walked around to the other side and said, “Open the door, my N-WORD”


JD said he was blown away and gave Moon the “That is not a word we ever use” talk and asked where she’d heard it. She just shrugged and got teary-eyed and said she was sorry, blah, blah, blah. When they got home, he told me about it, so I did what any good mother would do. As she was getting into bed, I lay down beside her and told her that I wanted to talk to her about the word she used. So I started with SLAVERY and SIN, and the consequences that we are still paying today. I talked to her about separate schools and separate water fountains and the church bombings in Alabama. I explained how the N WORD was used, and how ugly it was and I even mentioned Paula Flipping Dean. I gave her the whole sordid history, which was very hard to do without actually ever SAYING the word. Then I said that while her friends at school may use the word, we don’t and never will, not even in the rap version way of, AND THEN I SAID THE WORD.

Which is when Moon looked at me with astonishment and said, “Mom, I said KNUCKLE.”


“Yeah. You know how DAD calls people a KNUCLEhead? I was standing in my socks and said, Open the door, ya KNUCKLE.”

Oh. Yeah, that’s bad too.

Now I think I’ll go give JD another decongestant. Good-Knight.

Movin’ and Groovin’

Kittens, on some level this day was a success. I got up at 6:15 a.m., made myself comfortable on the couch and read my daily bible reading, then I wrote a couple of pages, and even exercised! I was showered and out the door by 9 a.m., and had already done more in one day than I usually do all week. I had THINGS to do, and I did them.  I even remembered that JD didn’t have a vehicle and that I needed to pick Moon up from school in time to actually get there on time.

So here’s a question. How do people do it?? I’m exhausted and have been ready for bed since 7:00 p.m. As soon as I got home with Moon, I threw on a robe, grabbed the television remote and a drink, and haven’t moved from the couch. I can’t imagine what it would be like if I did this every day. I’d be dead by 40. Or a few years later, whatEVER.

My house is a wreck, our laundry baskets are over-flowing, and my desk… Lord have mercy, my desk –

Today was so busy, and I am so tired, I almost didn’t have time to waste on the internet. Luckily, I found an online test to determine whether or not a person is tone deaf.

The test is here.

My score was in the 60’s. Spoiler alert – that’s not good. Maybe if I hadn’t gotten up so darn early, my ears wouldn’t be so tired.


You know what the secret to being intentional is? Having a good spouse. When I announced to JD that I thought we should clean out the closets and take some coats and blankets to a local charity, he was immediately on board. I found a few things in my closet, some coats from Moon, a couple of blankets, and JD grabbed coats, and for good measure, a couple of suits he no longer wore.

I was in the office trying to work while he finished putting things in the car. I say “trying” because my keyboard wouldn’t work because the batteries were too cold, and the ink in the printer had frozen. It’s not the most luxurious office, obviously. JD came in to get me and noticed that I was still wearing my robe and pj’s. I think it’s cute that after 17 years, he still doesn’t know me. He actually thought I was going, too. The point is, ONE of us went and I’m sure people were blessed. In fact, JD said that as soon as he walked in, one of our coats went to a young man wearing nothing but a Member’s Only jacket. Not only was it thin, it was out of style! Talk about good timing.

I also managed to work despite the cold conditions, play Barbies for a full HOUR, read my Bible, write and workout. It’s amazing what you can do if you put your mind to it. And if you don’t allow anything like housework or laundry get in the way.

Baby, It’s Cold Outside

Let’s see, I’m sitting here in my living-room with the fire blazing, wearing a scarf, a hat, and fur-lined boots. Winter is officially upon us. Not that I’m not normally sitting around in a hat, but with this weather, no one is making fun of me for looking like a homeless person.

Speaking of the homeless, the Atlanta missions have been asking for emergency cots so that they don’t have to turn anyone away. Can you imagine being out in this weather with nothing but a cardboard box to sleep in? Schools in Cobb County are out tomorrow so that the kids don’t have to stand outside and I’m wondering how many children in our communities don’t have decent coats.

I’ve spent some time looking online for the needs of local ministries, but it’s frustrating to me that I have to look so hard. I get busy, then I forget, and before you know it, all my good intentions are for naught.

I need more poor people in my life.

I’ve been struggling lately with how INTENTIONAL I have to be in order to make a difference. My work takes place in front of the computer, so I have to be intentional in exercising. The people around me do well financially, at least by global standards, so I have to be intentional about finding people to help. Everything is designed to keep me happy and entertained and I have to be intentional about breaking out of this bubble and living a REAL, authentic, connected life.

I’m good at one or two things, but being intentional is not one of them. Sigh.

Tomorrow, I’ll go through the blankets and coats that we have piled around the house and see if I can get JD to take them to MUST Ministries.

That’s my intention anyway.

This is for the rest of you.

Enjoy and stay warm!

It’s a New Year

They say what you are doing on New Year’s Eve, is what you’ll be doing for the rest of the year.

Evidently, I’ll be losing.

Sure some people may see this as spending time with friends and family. Those people are goofy. This was me, losing at trivia, losing at Eucher, and losing at Hearts. 2014, may you pass ever so quickly.

So far, I’ve done fabulously with my resolutions. In 6 days, I’ve worked out once, read my bible once, and eaten a meal under 1200 calories, once. That was one AWESOME day.

So far the highlight of 2014 has been traveling to Tennessee to spend quality time with the family. Ruminate on THAT for a minute. The whole gang got together to open our Christmas gifts, eat Pa’s ribs, and enjoy the chaos of a house full of little ones, tweens and 6 to 7 dogs. Let’s just say there wasn’t a lot of sleep to be had. Hanging out with my family is so much fun, I actually considered looking for some land or a cheap house in town, for when we decide to move back home. Then I thought back to some other family gatherings and figured a weekend here or there would just have to suffice.

We left this morning because it was supposed to be 4 degrees in Tennessee and drove to balmy Atlanta where it’s going to be at least 7. I don’t have to keep an eye on school closings, since Moon already has one more day of vacation, but I DO have another 24 hours of Barbie playing in my future.

2014, may you pass ever so quickly.