Well, Sharon would be appalled. I've got three bags hanging from my shoulders. A true triple play. And Sharon's right - - it's not a very attractive look. Rather cumbersome. And bulky. And awkward. Makes me trudge along instead of briskly walk. BUT, hey, my hair looks pretty good (thanks to Sharon) and two of the bags slighty camouflage my hips. Unfortunately, "the rules" clearly state "...you are never allowed to carry more than one bag unless one of them is CLEARLY an attache'." So, I admit it. I'm busted. And while I'm admitting it, I might as well come clean and tell you that I carried this combination of bags 3 days in a row this week. I think I need to see a chiropractor now. Oh, and don't tell Sharon about this. And if you happen to EVER see Alyssa try this kind of juggling act, IMMEDIATELY report her to Sharon!
Found this at a blog called The Cartoon Church. I'm not sure how I feel about this picture. It sort of reminds me of an experience I had several years ago. I was attending a local worship serminar. One of the speakers was the leader of a fairly well-known worship band. He spent an hour talking about worship to us. He simultaneously carried on a conversation with God. He really did. Every other sentence he spoke was to us. The remainder of his thoughts he spoke directly to God. Out loud. Once I got the rhythm of this down, I was able to figure when he was speaking to us. I'm still not sure how I feel about that experience. I'd like to think that I have a real relationship with God through Jesus Christ. And that I'm a worshipper who worships in spirit and in truth, 24/7. Yet I've never carried on a conversation with God out loud while conversing with others. And I've never raised my hands to the heavens at a bus stop or any other public place unless I was stretching and yawning. On the one hand, I secretly admire this utter abandon and apparent devotion to God. But my logical, judgmental, rational, conservative, non-demonstrative instincts tell me that this guy is quite possibly crazy. So if I were to look for middle ground where would I find myself? Or is middle ground too lukewarm? Just imagine this guy with his favorite football team's jersey on. The bus pulls up to the stop. There's a lifesize ad for his team on the side of the bus. And maybe a few other fans on the bus, headed for the big game together. Would they be raising their arms up, doing high fives, head-butting each other, cheering and yelling "score!" and being lost in "worship" and adoration of their team? I'm thinking that the same bystander would probably still have the word "idiot" in her thought bubble. My thought bubble might just say "smiling on the inside."
Where to start...we've got a retro 50's "I Love Lucy" theme which transitions to John Wayne (there's nothing that says "romantic hideaway" like The Duke decoupaged to a wooden box lid), which naturally progresses to a hand-carved wooden Rwandan plaque finally landing on a stunning montage of all 5 Star Trek Captains in a tastefully understated floating glass frame. Oh yeah, the orange decanter sort of anchors everything down with a splash of my favorite color. Yes, you're right - this is the fireplace mantel in the lodge, aka our temporary Master Bedroom. Our bed is directly opposite this beautiful collage. There's plenty more "wood" paneling to go around. And of course our King size bed frame with the queen size bed fools the eye and makes the room look much more spacious. To the left of the mantel is our lovely assortment of camping supplies cleverly half-hidden by our dresser which is dead center in the middle of the room. There's a wooden bench right in front of the hearth which is just the right size to hold our TV - this works out great because the wires which connect the TV to the 6 foot tall antenna on top of our house are just long enough to reach the back of the TV. To the right of the mantel is our chrome floor to ceiling shelving unit replete with tax files in banker boxes, extra blankets for those cold Phoenix winters, shoes, beach towels, a DVD player, a combo DVD/VCR (only the VCR works - how convenient), and the extra movies that don't fit on the shelves in the office. But with all this "chaos" it's really nice to have the mantel complete. I don't have to worry about shopping for tiresome accessories like vases, candles, picture frames, candlesticks - you know - all that typical, overrated mantel attire. I just get to go into our bedroom, kick off my shoes, relax in a camping chair, and watch "Coach" with the family.
I just had to post this picture. When we were in CA recently, our last night there we had a cookout at San Onofre beach. My sister-in-law, Lori, and her husband and kids meet at this beach every Friday night with some friends from their church. The kids all run around and play in the sand and surf. Some people go surfing. They all bring firewood and fire pits and lots of food to grill. Dan was the cameraman for this picture of his sister, Lori and his brother, David. As he was framing the picture, he noticed Lori's friend, Ross, in the middle of the picture and realized that with a quick adjustment, he could give Ross and really great 'do. When I saw the picture on the camera I just about died laughing.