"Yes! The Duchess dove at the Duke just when the Duke dove at the Doge. Now the Duke ducked, the Doge dodged, and the Duchess didn't. So the Duke got the Duchess, the Duchess got the Doge, and the Doge got the Duke! "

I love watching movies from the 1940's and 50's. I don't know what it is about the mindless, simple stories that were produced post- WW2.   From White Christmas to Auntie Mame, I enjoy watching the familiar actors and actresses that do not find it necessary to use profanity in every breath.  I am a musical freak, so I love that many of the movies that Paramount cranked out included many musical numbers.  I recently found new love in The Court Jester, The Holiday Inn and many others that my grandmother dearly loves!  Some of my favorites though are White Christmas, Singing in the Rain and Wizard of Oz.

White Christmas has become a tradition among my sister in law and I.  We will watch it at least one time during the Christmas holidays while we are together.  It is funny to watch my brothers and dad groan as they tend to find other things to do then sit and watch it with us.

I wish that movies as innocent and funny as these were still being made.

Today is an ice day! I am disappointed of no snow, but the ice makes everything pretty. I do know, however, how dangerous the ice is. That is why I intend to take full advantage of the warmth of my house and the comfortableness of my couch.


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I have been sick since yesterday. I went home from school around 10 and have been laying in bed or on the couch since then. I have done a little work but mostly have watched movies, drank water and tried to breathe. I find the fact that I am sick ironic. I was just complaining (I know, me complaining, :)) about how I just wanted a little time to get caught up. God works in amazing ways and I guess he saw my complaint as a way to show me how in charge of my life he is. And how little control I have over anything!

Funny how that happens. The word "I am bored" have crossed my mind more than a few times today. However, 2 days ago, all I dreamed about was just one day to get caught up. I have no school tomorrow and pray that u have energy to use the "snow day" efficiently.

God has a good sense of humor!

Life has been crazy!  Between school, class, work, church and trying to have a social life, I have not had much time to process anything.  I can't imagine how teachers that have families at home spend 8 hours with her kids and then turn around and take care of her own children.  AMAZING is all I can say!!!

I went home early from school today.  As I drove away, I felt horrible for missing class.  I know that if I am not well, I will just be giving my kids an opportunity to be sick as well, but I actually missed being around them all day!  I do have to admit that I enjoyed being able to sleep and watch some TV :)

Every semester I do observations and get to work with kids, I am amazed at how fast I fall in love with them.  I have only been with my 3rd graders for a week but they are already "mine".  The kids I have live a harder home life than I ever did.  They have to deal with broken families, not knowing where they will live, whether they will eat and what they will wear... not because they have too many clothes, but because they have only 2 or three outfits.   Some of these kids will only get a good meal twice a day, 5 days a week.  School is the safest place they have and their teacher is the only positive influence they have.   In the 5 days I have been there, I have heard way too many stories of broken homes, parents in jail, etc.  It completely breaks my heart.  I can't imagine having to deal with any of that now, much less when I was 8 or 9.

What is really sad to me is that they talk about their home life like it is completely normal.  They do not know what it is to live in a house that theirs.  Some of them will never know.  Many of their parents never went past the 8th grade and the ones that did did not make it to college.  These kids deal with many of the same pressures that adults live with.  The same ones that my parents and yours shouldered until they felt we were mature enough to handle.  These babies have to shoulder them long before they are emotionally ready.


 I just can't imagine.....

Tonight was a hard night at bible study.  Although I had a really good day, the instant I sat down at bible study, I felt nervous.  I wasn't sure why but I figured it had something to do with what Kate asked us to do.  She had little pieces of paper on the table and we were supposed to write down what our idol was that we were struggling with and then we were going to discuss them as a group.  I immediately felt the nervous sweat start pouring.  Everyone was going to know my idol? Everyone?   Now, for those of you that may read my others posts, you might be thinking that I am the biggest idiot in the world.  Last week I just wrote about what my idol was.  I wrote about how it was Facebook and the amount of time I spend on it.  Well, I think the Lord was trying to get through my thick skull that I had made 4 steps forward and then slipped on some mud today. I had slipped back into checking facebook 27 times today (maybe a slight exaggeration).  If I could tell the world what my idol was, why couldn't I write it down?  Why couldn't I take the step forward and profess publicly what I am dealing with.  We weren't required to write down our names, we only had to put our idol.  No one in the group would even know that it was me.
Well, my friends, I don't see you wonderful faces out here in blog-land.  I don't see the laughter, smiles, or discontent with something you read.  I don't have to see what you think about my posts.  If you like them, you might make a comment, but other than that, I have no knowledge of what people think about it.  But the idea of publicly announcing that something as silly and seemingly innocent is an idol in front of a bunch of women that see me every week scared the heck out of me.  I was literally sitting there with pen in hand, trying to write the words "social network" on to that little scrap of blue paper.  I couldn't do it.  I wrote "envy" instead and acted like that was the big one (but trust me, I have many envious moments).  I couldn't believe it, and I still can't.  I can't believe that I was put to a test and I absolutely failed.  I failed to trust that God had put me in a safe situation with women who understood and would not judge.  I failed to have unfailing faith in my Lord.  I was/am so disappointed.
Some might think that this is a small moment in a day, a moment that is insignificant.  It, however, showed me how much of my life I still try to control.  It showed me that I have many more idols than just Facebook and envy.

Psalm 25:1-3

1 To you, O LORD, I lift up my soul; 2 in you I trust, O my God. Do not let me be put to shame, nor let my enemies triumph over me. 3 No one whose hope is in you will ever be put to shame, but they will be put to shame who are treacherous without excuse.