"What seem our worst prayers may really be, in God`s eyes, our best. Those, I mean, which are least supported by devotional feeling. For these may come from a deeper level than feeling. God sometimes seems to speak to us most intimately when He catches us, as it were, off our guard."

- C. S. Lewis

Funny, I was just thinking about Stephen Covey this morning while getting ready for a new week at work...trying to remember, "what *are* those seven habits again?"
(I obviously have a ways to go before I'll be highly effective)...and here was this quote from Covey on the log in page when I got to work:

"Our ultimate freedom is the right and power to decide how anybody or anything outside ourselves will affect us."
~Stephen Covey

Philosophically, I don't agree completely with this statement (I wouldn't consider this the ultimate freedom), but it's still something to think about.

How to Take Notes in Meetings

I've been in so many meetings lately, I could use this advice from Sloth Ethic.

"True friends are those who, when you make a fool of yourself, don't believe that this condition is permanent."

~Erwin T. Randall

Bond...James Bond

I've always enjoyed James Bond movies, even when they're a littly silly and seem all about double entendre, chase scenes and gadgets. "Casino Royale" is definitely my favorite James Bond movie...ever. Much more gritty and intriguing, not so campy and cartoonish. Daniel Craig is amazing, and so much more like the Bond in Ian Fleming's books. I've talked to people who gave up on Bond movies after the Sean Connery era. For them I say, this is the "real" James Bond.

Time well spent

"Picarello knows classical music. He is a fan of Joshua Bell but didn't recognize him; he hadn't seen a recent photo, and besides, for most of the time Picarello was pretty far away. But he knew this was not a run-of-the-mill guy out there, performing. On the video, you can see Picarello look around him now and then, almost bewildered.

When Picarello was growing up in New York, he studied violin seriously, intending to be a concert musician. But he gave it up at 18, when he decided he'd never be good enough to make it pay. Life does that to you sometimes. Sometimes, you have to do the prudent thing. So he went into another line of work. He's a supervisor at the U.S. Postal Service. Doesn't play the violin much, anymore.

Does he have regrets about how things worked out?

The postal supervisor considers this.

"No. If you love something but choose not to do it professionally, it's not a waste. Because, you know, you still have it. You have it forever."

- Excerpt from an article in The Washington Post on Joshua Bell playing in a DC train station at rush hour.

"I have no fear of what science will tell us about the universe - since God is definitionally the Creator of such a universe; and the meaning of the universe cannot be in conflict with its Creator. I do not, in other words, see reason as somehow in conflict with faith - since both are reconciled by a Truth that may yet be beyond our understanding."

- Andrew Sullivan (author "The Conservative Soul") from a blogging debate I found through my friend, Jack.

Has anyone seen my pants?

It's really hard to find just the right khaki pants. The color is either too tan or too gray or too greenish. Some are soft cotton but wrinkle too easily. Add some polyester and they're not as comfortable. Khaki can't be expensive, lined or dry-clean-only. And so many come with those weird, unattractive pockets that stick out on the sides.

I finally found the perfect pair of khaki pants. The perfect fit and even the perfect length and style to go with my favorite shoes ever. Only problem is...I can't find them. I've looked everywhere reasonable for pants to be. I've looked places no respectable pair of pants would be kept. It just doesn't make sense. And I'm sure I would remember leaving the house with pants but returning without them.

I have a pretty good memory but, try as I might, I can't remember when I last wore the Perfect pants. If so, I might be able to track what's become of them. Perfect is subjective when it comes to pants, so asking everyone to be on the lookout isn't likely to work. But just in case...please let me know if you find my pants.

Erica's golden birthday

My little Erica just turned 12 on the 12th...her golden birthday. Soon the braces come off and then...look out world! She just keeps getting cuter.
I love you, Munchie!

Miss Laura is 15

This middle child of mine is so beautiful...inside and out.

Happy birthday, Laura! I love you!

Where did I go wrong?
I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

- The Fray

"Life is to be fortified by many friendships. To love and be loved is the greatest happiness of existence."

~ Sydney Smith

18

Jared has now turned 18. I still can't believe it. This birthday of his was tougher for me to face than my own 40th. My little boy...legally considered an "adult." But he will always be my baby.

Through all the ins and outs of this growing up process, I still believe what I've always told you, Jared:
You are fabulous! I love you, Bear.

The persistent plastic bag...

One year ago, a white plastic bag lodged itself in a tree in my backyard...within view of my favorite seat in the living room. I had to look at it all winter (it was too high to get it down) and was happy when the leaves came back and hid it. Well the leaves are now gone, but the bag still remains. It's a bit worse for the wear, but still hanging on. It can't last forever...can it?

"Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives."
- C.S. Lewis

"We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen."

~Paulo Coelho

"Remember not only to say the right thing in the right place, but far more difficult still, to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment."
~Benjamin Franklin

Smashmouth quote...

Line from the Smashmouth song "New Planet"...

We need a new planet
You were a rock but I took you for granite

Just kind of clever and I like it.

"Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You."
~ Dr. Seuss.

"You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. ... You must do the thing you think you cannot do."

~Eleanor Roosevelt

New spot?

I think I may have found something to replace Bean Tree Bistro (as if that's really possible). Yesterday I tried Camille's Cafe. More of a restaurant than a coffee shop, not enough dessert choices, but they do have a good looking menu...and they have outdoor tables, which are even on the west side of their building (same as Bean Tree) so I can go there in the evening and see the sunset. Of course it's not quite the same, but I'll give it a try.

Farewell Bean Tree

My favorite coffee shop, Bean Tree Bistro, is open for the last day today. No other shop in town has the ambience this one does or tables outside where you can watch the sunset. I went there last night and had many recollections of times spent there with friends and family. Among the fondest were memories of long and varied conversations with my dear Jeanne, who I miss so much. Makes saying goodbye to Bean Tree sort of feel like another goodbye to her. So now I have my memories, my souvenir mug and (thanks to Laura) a plate from the shop showing two friends talking.

More and more lately I'm seeing that things change, children grow up, people leave and life keeps moving on...that's just the way it is.
*sigh*
I know there are good things in change, too...they're just hard to spot sometimes.

It would appear from the looks of this weblog that in the past month I've had nothing to say. For those who know me at all...seems hard to believe, doesn't it?

I still remember these lines from the prologue of Chaucer's "Canterbury Tales." Had to learn it in English Lit, with Mrs. Oosterhart - who is still at GHS, I might add. See? It hasn't been *that* long since I was in high school!

Whan that aprill with his shoures soote
The droghte of march hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;

If none of this makes much sense as you read it, that's because it's in Middle English. Let me know if you'd like me to translate. What got me thinking of this is that the "Word of the Day" on Dictionary.com is virtu.

virtu (vuhr-TOO) noun:
1. love of or taste for fine objects of art.
2. Productions of art (especially fine antiques).
3. Artistic quality.

"You have shown me more wonders than are known in the whole of heaven."

- Out of the Silent Planet
C. S. Lewis

I happened to be talking to a young man about this book yesterday. Haven't read this series in years...but I think I should pick it up again.

Quotation for April 27, 2006:

"The next best thing to being wise oneself is to live in a circle of those who are."

Selected Literary Essays
C. S. Lewis

New York City

New York was fabulous! Went to a Broadway show ("Odd Couple"), strolled Central Park, watched the sunset from the top of the Empire State building, visited the Statue of Liberty and Ground Zero, ate at several great restaurants, had hours of rehearsal and, best of all...SANG IN CARNEGIE HALL!

Mass Mutual

This is the newest adventure at our house. Ready, set, go, Art! You're going to be great.



(Friends and family: be sure to call Art when you need financial planning/investing/insurance help)

Second Hand Lions

I had heard good things about this movie and finally saw it this week.
I loved it!

Done with Violence

My friend, Jack, had a link to an article by Mark Morford on his weblog:

"Something has happened. Something has switched over in the past few years of my life, some sort of awareness has been raised and a threshold has been lowered and I now cannot help but see stark displays of brutish violence -- in movies, on TV, in real life -- as exactly what they are: Dark, dank, base energy, cancerous and poisonous, and I do not care where it is or if it's couched in the context of "raw" moviemaking or gritty urban inner-city tale. I am done."

I agree with what Jack said...it would be so nice if this could be the start of a new movement.

Thought of the Day:

"Let us learn to appreciate there will be times when the trees will be bare, and look forward to the time when we may pick the fruit."

~Peter Sellers (1925-1980) English Comic Actor

Thought of the Day:

"The expectations of life depend upon diligence; the mechanic that would perfect his work must first sharpen his tools."
~Confucius (551-479BC) Chinese Ethical Teacher, Philosopher

A favorite excerpt from "Gilead"

"In every important way we are such secrets from each other, and I do believe that there is a separate language in each of us, also a separate aesthetics and a separate jurisprudence. Every single one of us is a little civilization built on the ruins of any number of preceding civilizations, but with our own variant notions of what is beautiful and what is acceptable - which, I hasten to add, we generally do not satisfy and by which we struggle to live. We take fortuitous resemblances among us to be actual likeness, because those around us have also fallen heir to the same customs, trade in the same coin, acknowledge, more or less, the same notions of decency and sanity. But all that really just allows us to coexist with the inviolable, untranversable, and utterly vast spaces between us."
"Gilead" -- Marilynne Robinson

Thought of the day:

"Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect."
~Margaret Mitchell (1900-1949) American Novelist

Open minded discussion on ID vs. evolution

From a recent radio address by Dr. Rex M. Rogers,
"I’m not a proponent of evolution. But I’m not afraid for evolution, I.D., or creationism to be taught in a public school classroom. I’d contend that one cannot be well educated without knowing something about all of these views, whatever your conclusions about their veracity. In an open, unbiased investigation, truth takes care of itself. To science and religion I’d say open the door." more...

Quotation for Tuesday, March 7, 2006:

"'Well, Sir, if things are real, they're there all the time.'
'Are they?' said the Professor."

The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe

Thought of the Day:

"Creativity requires the courage to let go of certainties."
~Erich Fromm

Left, Moderate, Right

From the blog of Dr. Rex M. Rogers, "The late Reverend E.V. Hill, senior pastor of the Mount Zion Missionary Baptist Church in Los Angeles, once said, 'I’ve had experience with the Left wing and I’ve had experience with the Right wing, and I’ve discovered those wings come from the same bird!' This dynamic, African American leader is gone now, but let’s hope his wisdom didn’t die with him." more...

Thought of the Day:

"Progress is impossible without change, and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything."
~ George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950) Irish-born English Dramatist, Novelist, Critic

"Promise of a New Day"

(fluffy clouds...in black and white)

Thought of the Day:

"Beginning today, treat everyone you meet as if they will not be here tomorrow. Extend to them all the care, kindness and understanding you can muster, and do it with no thought of any reward. Your life will never be the same again."
~ Og Mandino, 1923-1996 (Adapted) Author of 'The Greatest Salesman In The World'

Delayed reaction

My dear friend, Jim, was kind enough to point out to me that I failed to call sufficient attention to his birthday last Friday the 17th. For the record, I did call him on his birthday. He was down in New Orleans helping with hurricane cleanup...because he's just that kind of a guy.


And...happy 1st anniversary to Jim and Ann (Feb. 12)!

Word of the Day

susurrus \su-SUHR-uhs\, noun:
A whispering or rustling sound; a murmur.

Still, the breeze is soothing, as is the susurrus of the branches.
-- Michael Finkel, "Tree Surfing and Other Lofty Pleasures," The Atlantic, March 1998

He heard the susurrus of curtains luffed by the breeze.
-- Erik Larson, Isaac's Storm

Every time she walked into the back yard, she heard the susurrus of a white plastic bag stuck in a tree.
-- Me, for real

Birthday girl

Oops. I should've posted this last weekend.
Erica turned 11 on the 12th.

So totally adorable!

Today makes three months exactly that a white plastic bag has been stuck up in a tree in my backyard. Doesn't seem to matter what the weather does, this thing won't budge. It's far too high to reach to pull down, and it's not a tree one can climb (not me, anyway).

Hopefully when the leaves come back it will at least be hidden, if it doesn't come down before then. So let's see...March, April, May. Great...another three months.

Happy Birthday to me!

Rights

I'm very thankful to live in a free society. If I so choose, I can swear a blue streak and insult government leaders with a megaphone. I can be a jerk to everyone I meet and act rudely at every turn. I can take gross, embarrassing photos and hang them all over my house. I can spout off against all religions and ethnicities. I can smoke and drink and eat junk until I destroy my body. No one would arrest me...legally I could get away with all of that. Ok, great. I'm glad I'm free.

But just because I can, that doesn't mean I should.

(I have a right to say more about that, but...enough said)

Mythbusters

This is my new favorite TV show..."Mythbusters" on the Discovery Channel.




Never a dull moment for poor Buster.

This just in...

Pampered Australian merino sheep who listen to opera have again produced a bale of the world's finest wool, matching the record set by the flock last year.
The special flock is kept mostly indoors in small groups and listens to music, including Italian opera and recordings of Italian singer
Andrea Bocelli.
Each sheep is shorn once a year and the flock is fed a secret diet of grains and specially grown hay, based on advice from a sheep nutritionist.


Ok, I want one of those sweaters.

Pride

Have to say, I was extremely proud of my little girl when she sang her solo on Sunday. Oh yeah...and she was kind enough to let me join in.

So hard to believe you just turned 14. Please stay this sweet forever, honey. I remember when you were little and wanted me to pretend with you and trade roles. You said, "I'll be the mommy and you be the honey." :) I loved that and all the many times when you performed for me standing on the living room chair with the window blind cord for a microphone. So much cuteness.

man·tra (MON-tra)
n.
A commonly repeated word or phrase:

“Today's edutainment software comes shrinkwrapped in the magic mantra: ‘makes learning fun.’” (Clifford Stoll).

I used this quote before, quite a while ago. After spending three hours in the dentist's chair this week, it seemed appropriate again.

"It doesn't really matter whether you grip the arms of the dentist's chair or let your hands lie in your lap. The drill drills on."

A Grief Observed

Quotation for Monday, January 16, 2006:

"The great thing to do with unhappy times is to take them bit by bit, hour by hour...like an illness. It is seldom the present, the exact present, that is unbearable."

Letters to an American Lady
(C.S. Lewis)

The Heavenly Bed

If you're looking for a gift to buy me for my birthday next month, I'll take this whole thing, please...mattress, sheets, down blanket, down comforter and the most phenomenal down pillows ever. Slept in the Heavenly Bed at the Westin in Chicago last year. Oh...my...goodness.

"Every night, wrap yourself in the Heavenly Bed - ten layers of pure comfort atop the most sensuous of mattresses.

The Heavenly Bed was conceived by Barry S. Sternlicht, former Chairman and CEO of Starwood Hotels & Resorts Worldwide, Inc., and modeled after his bed at home in Connecticut. After months of testing hundreds of mattresses, pillows and bed linens, the Heavenly Bed was born."

Quotation for Thursday, January 05, 2006:

In light of the recent gray weather we've had...

"Very likely, what with enemies, and mountains, and rivers to cross, and losing our way, and next to nothing to eat, and sore feet, we'll hardly notice the weather."

The Silver Chair
C. S. Lewis

Word of the Day for Sunday January 1, 2006

I use this word, but people never seem to know what I'm talking about.

vim - noun:

Power; force; energy; spirit; activity; vigor.

The 76-year-old retired Malaysian schoolteacher displayed so much vim during a recent hike through a national park in Sarawak, astonished rangers began calling her a "recycled teenager."
--Choong Tet Sieu, "The Power to Go On and On," Asiaweek, July 28, 2000

Eric Clapton

I really like the new CD I got for Christmas, "Eric Clapton Unplugged."
Now I just need to see if I can get someone to buy me his new one for my birthday next month.

Winter's Gift

In the middle of the Christmas rush and just a bit of stress today, I decided that a trip to the children's book store was in order to set things right. I found a beautiful book called "Winter's Gift." After reading it, life looked much better.

A Christmas favorite

One of the best sounds in the world...children singing

Update

I don't usually "journal" on this site, but...wow, has it been a while since I've posted anything. So, I'll give a bit of an update. Life has been very full of late. I just started my new job in Advantage Health administration. Same company, different position, more responsibility...a move up. Hard to leave the coworkers I love, but it's a good thing and it's exciting.

Word of the Day for Saturday December 3, 2005

chagrin (shuh-GRIN)

noun: Acute vexation, annoyance, or embarrassment, arising from disappointment or failure.

He noted with chagrin how little hair clung to his head.
- -John Marks, The Wall

transitive verb: To unsettle or vex by disappointment or humiliation; to mortify.

Rich Moroni was earning $20,000 a year as a cook and was chagrined to discover that he couldn't keep up with the style of life and spending of his preferred reference group -- the lawyers and executives who shared his passion for squash and belonged to the same health club.
--Peter T. Kilborn, "Splurge," New York Times, June 21, 1998

Chagrined to find that her current boyfriend has become best pals with her ex-boyfriend Hank, she goes to her ex with the problem.
--Stephen J. Dubner, "Boston Rockers," New York Times, July 26, 1998

I'm never moving to Saudi Arabia!

RIYADH (Reuters) - Four Saudi women teaching in a remote village school have married their driver so they can live closer to work, Al-Watan newspaper said on Monday.

The newspaper said the women from Al-Baha province in south-west Saudi Arabia were impressed with the man's "good morals" and decided to marry him and live together in the village where they teach -- avoiding a tiring daily commute.

They were married in a short ceremony, and have agreed to pay the driver a share of their monthly salaries, Al-Watan said. Women are not allowed to drive in Saudi Arabia, while men can marry up to four women according to Islamic law.

Happy Thanksgiving!

I kid you not...the first thing I saw when looking out my window this morning (other than snow) was a great big turkey at the feeder! This must be a Thanksgiving day tradition now because last year there were three out there just before we sat down to dinner. They must know that by this time our turkey is already in the oven and it's safe to come out and say "ha-ha, you didn't catch me!"

The Roar of Love

From an email I received today from Matthew Ward Ministries -

For all of you who are moviegoers, you’ve probably seen the trailer for the upcoming film, The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. I can’t tell you how excited I am personally to see a work like this being offered to the public. My hope is that the Narnia film will be met with enough success to cause a whole new generation of people to look into not only the Chronicles of Narnia series (seven books in all), but also other writings by C.S. Lewis, much as the Lord of the Rings films did for J.R.R. Tolkien.

The singing group “The 2^nd Chapter of Acts” (of which I was a member) read C.S. Lewis’s The Chronicles of Narnia. These stories had a very profound effect on all of us. It wasn’t long before we began writing songs inspired by the first book in that series, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.

Over a span of a few years, we had enough songs put together to complete this concept album. We decided to call the project The Roar of Love. This recording ended up being like nothing we had ever done. Instead of having the typical songs that, once they were over, would either end or fade, we decided to arrange the songs in such a way as to have them weave right into each other without stopping. This approach made the listener more apt to be drawn into the storyline, much as a great orator, reading the book aloud, might pull you in. The only time the music really stopped (this was in the days before CD’s) was when it came time to turn over the album or cassette!

The Roar Of Love was originally released in 1980, and it remains in my mind as one of the best projects “The 2^nd Chapter of Acts” ever recorded.
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I have this album! That's right...I said album. Still listen to it, too. It's lots of fun, especially for a fan of the books. If you go to the link you can listen to song clips...I love Are You Going to Narnia, Gifts From Father Christmas, Roar of Love and Something is Happening in Me. I just read "The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe" again this summer. Can't wait for the movie!

ar·dour (Variant of ardor)
n. Chiefly British

n 1: a feeling of strong eagerness (usually in favor of a person or cause);

"they were imbued with a revolutionary ardor" [syn: ardor, elan, zeal]

2: intense feeling of love [syn: ardor]

3: feelings of great warmth and intensity;
"he spoke with great ardor" [syn: ardor, fervor, fervour, fervency, fire, fervidness]

Word of the Day for Sunday November 6, 2005

verdure \VUR-jur\, noun:
Green; greenness; freshness of vegetation;
as, "the verdure of the meadows in June."

"A wide expanse of living verdure, cultivated gardens, shady groves, fertile cornfields, flowed round it like a sea."
--Motley

Quotation for Sunday, November 06, 2005:

"I am rather sick of the modern assumption that, for all events, 'WE,' the people, are never responsible: it is always our rulers, or ancestors, or parents, or education, or anybody but precious 'US.' WE are apparently perfect and blameless. Don't you believe it."

Letters to an American Lady

"To be interested in the changing seasons is...a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring."

- George Satayana, "The Life of Reason"



Ok, fine...I'll accept that summer is over already. After all, it was a beautiful fall weekend.

Quotation for Tuesday, October 25, 2005:

"Why don't they teach logic at these schools? There are only three possibilities. Either your sister is telling lies, or she is mad, or she is telling the truth. You know she doesn't lie and it is obvious she is not mad. For the moment then and unless any further evidence turns up, we must assume that she is telling the truth."

The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
(C. S. Lewis)

Personal Mobility Vehicles...



Transportation of the future? We shall see.

Quotation for Friday, October 21, 2005:

"How could we endure to live and let time pass if we were always crying for one day or one year to come back -- if we did not know that every day in a life fills the whole life with expectation and memory?"

Out of the Silent Planet

Quotation for Saturday, October 15, 2005:

"All that is made seems planless to the darkened mind, because there are more plans than he looked for."

Perelandra
(C. S. Lewis)

Carnegie Hall, here I come

The latest news is...
In April, I am going to be singing in the Isaac Stern Auditorium...in Carnegie Hall! My friend, Jim, and I are signed up to participate in the MidAmerica choral concert series with none other than the famous John Rutter. We'll either be performing his "Magnificat" or a Mozart Requiem. Besides rehearsals and the concert itself, we'll do some sight seeing and go on a midnight cruise around Manhattan after the concert. And the family's coming along!

Word of the Day

effulgence \i-FUL-juhn(t)s\, noun:

The state of being bright and radiant; splendor; brilliance.

The purity of his private character gave effulgence to his public virtues.
--Congressman Henry Lee's Eulogy for George Washington, 1799

The setting sun as usual shed a melancholy effulgence on the ruddy towers of the Alhambra.
--Washington Irving, The Alhambra

Quote of the day:

"True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others, at whatever cost."

- Arthur Ashe

Word of the Day

This is definitely a new one on me.

gimcrack \JIM-krak\ noun:
A showy but useless or worthless object; a gewgaw.

adjective:
Tastelessly showy; cheap; gaudy.

Yet the set is more than a collection of pretty gimcracks.
--Frank Rich, Hot Seat

In those cities most self-conscious about their claim to be part of English history, like Oxford or Bath, the shops where you could have bought a dozen nails, home-made cakes or had a suit run up, have shut down and been replaced with places selling teddy bears, T-shirts and gimcrack souvenirs.
--Jeremy Paxman, The English: A Portrait of a People

Unctuous
adj.

1. Characterized by affected, exaggerated, or insincere earnestness:
“the unctuous, complacent court composer who is consumed with envy and self-loathing”

2. Having the quality or characteristics of oil or ointment; slippery.

3. Containing or composed of oil or fat.

4. Abundant in organic materials; soft and rich: unctuous soil.


[Middle English, from Old French unctueus, from Medieval Latin nctusus, from Latin nctum, ointment, from neuter past participle of unguere, to anoint.]
unctu·ous·ly (adv)
unctu·ous·ness or unctu·osi·ty (n)

Synonyms: unctuous, fulsome, oily, oleaginous, smarmy

(These adjectives mean insincerely, self-servingly, or smugly agreeable or earnest: an unctuous toady; gave the dictator a fulsome introduction; oily praise; oleaginous hypocrisy; smarmy self-importance)

Well, the release date for Smashmouth's new CD has just been bumped back again. Bummer. I was planning on getting it for Christmas, but now it won't be out until January or February. Guess now it'll have to be for my birthday.

Hey, it really is a word!
But I do not think it means what you think it means.

nub·bin (nub' in)
n.

1. A small stunted ear of corn.
2. A small stunted or projecting part.

The King James translation of the Bible was completed in 1610...when William Shakespeare was 46 years old. If you go to the 46th Psalm and count ahead 46 words, you will find the word "shake." Now if go to the end of the Psalm and count back 46 words, you will find the word "spear." Could it be that Shakespeare had a hand in editing? Or maybe an admirer of his was one of the translators? Many believe it may even be a divine nod at the great dramatist.

Quotation for Thursday, September 08, 2005:

"... Jill said, 'I bet we sleep well tonight,' for it had been a full day. Which just shows how little anyone knows what is going to happen to them next."

The Silver Chair

Swimming

I love swimming.

I love the cool rush when first diving in. I love how swimming under water feels like flying and floating in space at the same time. I love the velvety-silky feel of the water through my fingers. I love the sun sparkling on the water and reflected on the leaves of the trees. I love swimming at night and watching the stars and fireflies twinkling above. I love the delicious feeling of floating.

Because of all this, I also love having a pool. Unlike some households where the pool is "for the kids," I use it more than all three of my kids combined (a fact I truly don't understand...I'm disappointed for them that they don't get out of it what I do). It's not uncommon to hear of empty nesters getting rid of a pool because the kids are gone (another thing I don't understand...and I feel sorry for what they've missed). I even get comments from people assuming that the only reason I would like my pool is for sunning. This is silly of course...people can "sun" themselves anywhere. A pool is for swimming.

Sadly, this is the time of year when I'm facing the end of my swimming season. In fact, many pools will be closing this week. I plan to stretch it out two more weeks if at all possible. After all, I have to wait seven and a half months before it'll be open again!

Quotation for Monday, September 05, 2005:

"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken.
If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket -- safe, dark, motionless, airless -- it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable...
The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers of and perturbations of love is Hell."

The Four Loves (C.S. Lewis)

Word of the Day for Tuesday August 30, 2005

evanescent \ev-uh-NES-uhnt\, adjective:

Liable to vanish or pass away like vapor; fleeting.

"The Pen which gives. . . permanence to the evanescent thought of a moment. "
--Horace Smith, Tin Trumpet

"Every tornado is a little different, and they are all capricious, evanescent and hard to get a fix on. "
--"Oklahoma Tornado Offers Hints of How a Killer Storm Is Born," New York Times, May 11, 1999

WELLINGTON (Reuters) - Three men trying to steal fuel from a New Zealand farm Monday ended up setting fire to their own car.

Police said the trio had siphoned diesel into a petrol-driven vehicle. When their car would not start, they examined the fuel pipe using a cigarette lighter.

One click, a boom and the car burst into flames.

"It wasn't a major whodunnit," senior sergeant Ross Gilbert told Reuters, from the small North Island town of Waipukurau, about 140 miles northeast of Wellington.

"Fortunately for them, there is no criminal charge for stupidity."

The men, aged 18 to 19, escaped injury but were charged with theft.

Word of the Day - courtesy of Jared

ex·trap·o·late
v. ex·trap·o·lat·ed, ex·trap·o·lat·ing, ex·trap·o·lates
v. tr.

1. To infer or estimate by extending or projecting known information.

2. In mathematics - To estimate (a value of a variable outside a known range) from values within a known range by assuming that the estimated value follows logically from the known values.

Fargo

I just watched one of my favorite movies: Fargo
Now, one important thing to note...I saw the TV version of the movie. In fact, that's the only version I've ever seen. As I understand it, the uncut version has pretty nasty language. I've seen this movie 5 times (all on TV) and I've never wished for more swearing or thought it would be better if it would just show more blood. That's why I've never bothered to buy this one. I just wait to catch it on TV. I like it that way.

The best part of the movie is Marge's monologue (to the killer in the back of the police car),

"There's more to life than a little money, ya know. Don'tcha know that?
And here ya are. And it's a beautiful day. Well. I just don't understand it."

Stars

Can't wait to get Switchfoot's new album "Nothing is Sound" - coming out in September. This is part of what the band has to say about it:

"I believe I've heard about a man who was exploited to sell everything from indulgences to the wars of men. And yet he offered only one bitter pill that was not easily marketed. Maybe that's what this record hopes to be: a simple bitter pill of truth that steps outside of our hamster wheel and looks up at the stars and beyond."

Maybe you've heard "Stars", the new release, on the radio. This is my new favorite song! I love both the music and the lyrics:

Maybe I've been the problem
Maybe I'm the one to blame
But even when I turn it off and blame myself
The outcome feels the same

I've been thinking maybe I've been partly cloudy
Maybe I'm the chance of rain
And maybe I'm overcast
And maybe all my luck's washed down the drain

I've been thinking 'bout everyone,
Everyone, you look so lonely...

But when I look at the stars
When I look at the stars
When I look at the stars, I see someone else
When I look at the stars
The stars, I feel like myself

Stars looking at a planet
Watching entropy and pain
And maybe to start to wonder
How the chaos in our lives could pass as sane

I've been thinking 'bout the meaning of resistance
Of a hope beyond my own
And suddenly the infinite and penitent
Begin to look like home

I've been thinking about everyone
Everyone, you look so empty...

But when I look at the stars
When I look at the stars
When I look at the stars, I see someone else
When I look at the stars
The stars, I feel like myself.

When I look at the stars
The stars, I see someone...

An Affair to Remember

I was surfing for something to watch on TV tonight and ran across one of my favorite movies, with a half hour to go. Mind you, I do own this movie (the letter box version...which is SO much better) but I had to watch it to the end anyway. I usually allow myself to watch "An Affair to Remember" once a year, but I haven't seen it in over a year and a half. Of course I cried at the end. Can't seem to avoid it. The tears start as soon as Nickie puts his hat and coat back down and looks around for the painting, then it intensifies when he see the painting and closes his eyes in realization (sigh...love that part). Then I just lose it through the last five minutes till the end. But this is a good cry...a heart-warming, renews-your-faith-in-mankind cry. I'll wait a couple of months, then I need to watch the whole thing - in letter box, of course.

Time flies

I was out for a walk the other day and saw a yard strewn with toys for younger kids, and I suddenly got a flashback to another time in my life that really doesn't seem that long ago.

I remember a time when I had the sweetest, most perfect baby girl...an adorable little girl in pigtails, with a laugh like a dolphin...and a charming, lively little boy with a buzz cut who was into dinosaurs and action figures. I remember rocking babies to sleep, walks with the stroller, puppet shows in the living room, picnics in the family room watching "All That" and reading stories at bedtime.

I happen to think the children are, for the most part, still cute and charming...just different now. Especially the older ones. (sigh)

xen·o·phobe
n.
A person unduly fearful or contemptuous of that which is foreign, especially of strangers or foreign peoples.

xeno·phobi·a n.
xeno·phobic adj.

Quotation for Monday, July 25, 2005:

"Humans are amphibians - half spirit and half animal...As spirits they belong to the eternal world, but as animals they inhabit time."

The Screwtape Letters (C.S. Lewis)

Mackinac Island

tar·ra·did·dle (also tar·a·did·dle)
n.
1. A petty falsehood; a fib.
2. Silly pretentious speech or writing; twaddle.

twad·dle
n.
Foolish, trivial, or idle talk or chatter.

intr.v. (twad·dled, twad·dling, twad·dles)
To talk foolishly; prate.

prate
v. (prat·ed, prat·ing, prates)
To talk idly and at length; chatter.

Never heard these words before. Probably because I never do any of it! :)

Tommy's New Favorite Lawyer Joke

A rancher named Clyde had a car accident. In court, the trucking company's fancy lawyer was questioning Clyde. "Didn't you say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine,'" asked the lawyer.

Clyde responded, "Well, I'll tell you what happened. I had just loaded my favorite mule, Bessie, into the..."

"I didn't ask for any details", the lawyer interrupted. "Just answer the question? Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine!'?

Clyde said, "Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer and I was driving down the road... "The lawyer interrupted again and said, "Judge, I am trying to establish the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the Highway Patrolman on the scene that he was just fine. Now several weeks after the accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question."

By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Clyde's answer and said to the lawyer, "I'd like to hear what he has to say about his favorite mule, Bessie."

Clyde thanked the Judge and proceeded, "Well as I was saying, I had just loaded Bessie, my favorite mule, into the trailer and was driving her down the highway when this huge semi-truck and trailer ran the stop sign and smacked my truck right in the side. I was thrown into one ditch and Bessie was thrown into the other. I was hurting, real bad and didn't want to move. However, I could hear ole Bessie moaning and groaning. I knew she was in terrible shape just by her groans. Shortly after the accident a Highway Patrolman came on the scene. He could hear Bessie moaning and groaning so he went over to her. After he looked at her, he took out his gun and shot her between the eyes. Then the Patrolman came across the road, gun in hand, looked at me, and said "How are you feeling?"

"Now what the heck would you say?"

I found this picture of a Samoyed named George.

Makes me miss my Codyman.

Francis Langford died yesterday

Her trademark song was "I'm in the Mood for Love" and she traveled with Bob Hope entertaining troops. She was also known for her role in "The Bickersons" with Don Ameche.

hubris \HYOO-bruhs\, noun:

Overbearing pride or presumption; arrogance

"During his long tenure in the financial world, Friedman has watched dozens of his competitors' businesses killed by hubris born of success rather than by unsound business decisions or adverse market conditions."
--Lisa Endlich, Goldman Sachs: The Culture of Success

"This is the actor's hubris, to imagine the world possessed of a single, avid eye fixed solely and always on him."
--John Banville, Eclipse

"With dizzying hubris, Shelley elevated the vocation of the poet above that of priest and statesman."
--Peter Gay, Pleasure Wars: The Bourgeois Experience

Quotation for Wednesday, July 06, 2005:

"Both the children were looking up into the Lion's face as he spoke these words. And all at once (they never knew exactly how it happened) the face seemed to be a sea of tossing gold in which they were floating, and such a sweetness and power rolled about them and over them and entered them that they felt they had never really been happy or wise or good, or even alive and awake, before."

The Magician's Nephew (C. S. Lewis)