Well after circling the decision for about a year, we've finally taken the plunge. Today we ordered TiVo.
I've long been tired of trying to live my life aroun a TV schedule or miss shows I like. Now, we'll be able to watch what we want when we're in the mood.
What brought us to this decision? JBP's been getting more violent and defiant lately and I know he's been picking a lot of it up from what he sees on TV, especially what he sees when Der Deutscher is watching in the evenings that is totally child inappropriate.
Unfortunately, that's when it's on. Now, not a problem.
And Der Deutscher is such a sweet heart, he's footing the entire bill as a birthday gift to me.
Unfortunately, this doesn't help me with tonight's dilemma, new episodes of Commander In Chief and E.R. at the same time. Hopefully that'll be taken care of by next Thursday.
Nimitz' Lady
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
A Little Nothing and Something Great
Update: I have an appointment with a new thyroid doctor next week who's on both the recommended list from my thyroid newsletter and on my insurance list. We'll see how he turns out.
Also, as far as I know the baby bunny rescued from the Chicken Cat remains under the couch in the basement. More likely, one of the cats got ahold of it last night and killed it and we just haven't found the remains yet.
Now, on to Greater Things as reported by the Associated Press:
ST. PETERS, Mo. (AP) - Lifesaving timing in Missouri. A driver suffered a heart attack and wrecked her car, just before two nurses and a defibrillator salesman passed by.
The salesman, Steve Earle, tells a St. Louis T-V station (KSDK-TV) he saw the crash and grabbed a defibrillator from his car "just in case." The two nurses, who also saw the accident, performed C-P-R on the driver.
The defibrillator restored her pulse, and Carolyn Holt's heart is still beating strong while she recovers in a hospital.
One of the nurses, Mary Blome, marvels that two R-N's, a man strong enough to lift the woman from her vehicle, and the handy defibrillator all happened to turn up at once. She says, "That just doesn't happen."
(Copyright 2006 by The Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.)
Every once in awhile God gives us proof that he's still there, watching over us. Very comforting in these troubled times.
Nimitz' Lady
Also, as far as I know the baby bunny rescued from the Chicken Cat remains under the couch in the basement. More likely, one of the cats got ahold of it last night and killed it and we just haven't found the remains yet.
Now, on to Greater Things as reported by the Associated Press:
ST. PETERS, Mo. (AP) - Lifesaving timing in Missouri. A driver suffered a heart attack and wrecked her car, just before two nurses and a defibrillator salesman passed by.
The salesman, Steve Earle, tells a St. Louis T-V station (KSDK-TV) he saw the crash and grabbed a defibrillator from his car "just in case." The two nurses, who also saw the accident, performed C-P-R on the driver.
The defibrillator restored her pulse, and Carolyn Holt's heart is still beating strong while she recovers in a hospital.
One of the nurses, Mary Blome, marvels that two R-N's, a man strong enough to lift the woman from her vehicle, and the handy defibrillator all happened to turn up at once. She says, "That just doesn't happen."
(Copyright 2006 by The Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.)
Every once in awhile God gives us proof that he's still there, watching over us. Very comforting in these troubled times.
Nimitz' Lady
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Down the Rabbit Hole
I'm about to head home and find out if I've still got a special lop-eared guest in my basement.
Today during lunch (yes, I get to go home for lunch, on a good day) I heard this frantic squealing coming from the family room in the basement.
I track it down to find the Chicken Cat batting around a baby bunny. Apparenty unharmed but scared practically to death.
I snatched up the cat, locked her in Grammy's bedroom and tried to capture the rabbit.
Unfortunately the whole situation so excited JBP he tried to help. Need I say more?
An excited six year old bouncing after you would not be particularly comforting to a tiny bunny that has just escaped death by bored predator.
The rabbit took off for environs under the couch. That's where he, she, it was still cowering when I left for work again.
We'll see if Der Deutscher has managed to convince it to return to the far safer wilds of our front yard when I get home.
Nimitz' Lady
Today during lunch (yes, I get to go home for lunch, on a good day) I heard this frantic squealing coming from the family room in the basement.
I track it down to find the Chicken Cat batting around a baby bunny. Apparenty unharmed but scared practically to death.
I snatched up the cat, locked her in Grammy's bedroom and tried to capture the rabbit.
Unfortunately the whole situation so excited JBP he tried to help. Need I say more?
An excited six year old bouncing after you would not be particularly comforting to a tiny bunny that has just escaped death by bored predator.
The rabbit took off for environs under the couch. That's where he, she, it was still cowering when I left for work again.
We'll see if Der Deutscher has managed to convince it to return to the far safer wilds of our front yard when I get home.
Nimitz' Lady
Monday, April 24, 2006
Age Change
Just how old am I, anyway?
According to my medical insurance company, five years younger than I'd thought.
While I don't mind losing five years off the grand total that could cause trouble down the road. Like when I need a $2,000 medical bill paid, say?
So, I needed Der Deutscher to get the discrepancy fixed. I'm under his employer's insurance.
Turns out, he can personally change my Name, my Social Security Number and even my Gender! But not my age!
Go figure.
Nimitz' Lady
According to my medical insurance company, five years younger than I'd thought.
While I don't mind losing five years off the grand total that could cause trouble down the road. Like when I need a $2,000 medical bill paid, say?
So, I needed Der Deutscher to get the discrepancy fixed. I'm under his employer's insurance.
Turns out, he can personally change my Name, my Social Security Number and even my Gender! But not my age!
Go figure.
Nimitz' Lady
Alejandro Fernandez
Un cantante increible.
For those of you not in the "sabe", or know, he's an hispanic, Mexican I believe, singer.
An incredible pair of lungs graced with a gorgeous face and body as well.
I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed his music until MsABCMom (check links to right) put one of his music videos on her blog to celebrate his 35th birthday.
Gotta let go of some of my recent Country Music fetish and get back to my latina musical roots.
The sounds of home. And the view ain't bad, either. Wink, wink.
Nimitz' Lady
Word Games
This morning one of our photographers suggested a new t-shirt as a prize for winning employee of the month. It would say, "I am ruly, dignant and gruntled."
This word play got us all to thinking about some of the weird things we tend to say, or have heard said, in the news.
Such as: untimely death. Is there any such thing as a timely death?
Shot by a jealous husband. Has a non-jealous husband ever shot his wife?
Joint Simulcast
Unexpected surprise
Completely destroyed
By the time we'd compiled this list we were all dying of laughter. Usually from the snide comments made about the oxymorons.
Feel free to add any redundant, oxymoronic sayings you've heard recently.
Nimitz' Lady
This word play got us all to thinking about some of the weird things we tend to say, or have heard said, in the news.
Such as: untimely death. Is there any such thing as a timely death?
Shot by a jealous husband. Has a non-jealous husband ever shot his wife?
Joint Simulcast
Unexpected surprise
Completely destroyed
By the time we'd compiled this list we were all dying of laughter. Usually from the snide comments made about the oxymorons.
Feel free to add any redundant, oxymoronic sayings you've heard recently.
Nimitz' Lady
Thursday, April 20, 2006
ROTFL
For those not up on internet "speak" that means Rolling On The Floor Laughing.
Overheard in the newsroom shortly after another story broke in a rural county more than two hours away.
A female reporter who spent most of last week on a similar assignment was told she was headed out, again!
(Imagine a male voice imitating the announcer from The Price Is Right.)
"AM, come on down! You've been scheduled for a *XYZ overnight. Free food at any fast food restaurant. You'll sleep a half hour tonight at the local fleabag hotel."
I'm still laughing two hours later!
Nimitz' Lady
*XYZ: insert name of TV station here.
Overheard in the newsroom shortly after another story broke in a rural county more than two hours away.
A female reporter who spent most of last week on a similar assignment was told she was headed out, again!
(Imagine a male voice imitating the announcer from The Price Is Right.)
"AM, come on down! You've been scheduled for a *XYZ overnight. Free food at any fast food restaurant. You'll sleep a half hour tonight at the local fleabag hotel."
I'm still laughing two hours later!
Nimitz' Lady
*XYZ: insert name of TV station here.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Worries
1) I gave the tapes of our rehearsal shows to my News Director on Monday. I've yet to hear from him what he thinks. I'm starting to get nervous.
2) The School District said we should hear sometime this month on whether JBP had made it into the Foreign Language Magnet School. We've yet to hear from them. I'm really starting to worry he won't make it (we missed the application deadline due to job changes and are on the waiting list).
Sweatin' it out, Nimitz' Lady
2) The School District said we should hear sometime this month on whether JBP had made it into the Foreign Language Magnet School. We've yet to hear from them. I'm really starting to worry he won't make it (we missed the application deadline due to job changes and are on the waiting list).
Sweatin' it out, Nimitz' Lady
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
You're Fired!
No, not you! My thyroid doctor.
It's been about eight hours now and I think I'm finally calm enough to share this story.
This morning I had an appointment with my thyroid doctor, an endocrinologist. We'll call her Dr. H.
First a little history. The only reason I ever went to this doctor is because when we first moved to this town she was the only non-reproductive endocrinologist on our insurance.
I've had a baby. Reproduction not an issue (at least not then). I simply need a doctor to regulate my thyroid levels. I have Hashimoto's Thyroiditis. That's where my body systematically attacks the thyroid glands until they eventually can't produce any thyroid on its own.
It's rare for someone as young as me to have any hypothyroid problems. But see, they run in my family.
Anyway, the very first time I went to see Dr. H she didn't believe I had any problems until I told her about my doctor in Iowa. Turns out she'd worked with him personally.
"Well, if Dr. K says you've got low thyroid than you must have low thyroid."
Since then, I've been in to see her once every six months to go over any ongoing symptoms and get my levels checked.
She has consistently poo-pooed any symptom I report saying they must be from another source, since my tests are all "normal". Despite the fact studies have shown the standard TSH test can be normal and the patient can still be symptomatic.
Anyway, I've become increasingly displeased with this. Six months ago, she tried to lower my supplement saying the test showed I was getting too much. Even though I remained symptomatic.
I finally started standing up to her and said, "No."
Today, I recited a whole litany of symptoms: unexplained weight gain, hair loss, eczema, splitting and cracking fingernails, unexplained joint pain, etc.
All are symptoms of low thyroid. Once again she tried to tell me that since my test was normal (six months ago! she hadn't done the new one yet) these must be related to something else.
As our disagreement escalated (I did my best to stay calm, cool and collected but must admit my volume level did start to rise toward the end) she pulled the comment, "I have patients that come in here every day with serious problems."
She'd basically just called me a hypochondriac!
I stood up, said, "Then maybe I shouldn't be coming here anymore" and walked out.
Doctor fired!
Now begins the long and tedious search for a new thyroid doctor, before my current prescription runs out. And I must face the fact I may not be able to find a doctor who's on my insurance plan. A big financial ouch, there!
Nimitz' Lady
It's been about eight hours now and I think I'm finally calm enough to share this story.
This morning I had an appointment with my thyroid doctor, an endocrinologist. We'll call her Dr. H.
First a little history. The only reason I ever went to this doctor is because when we first moved to this town she was the only non-reproductive endocrinologist on our insurance.
I've had a baby. Reproduction not an issue (at least not then). I simply need a doctor to regulate my thyroid levels. I have Hashimoto's Thyroiditis. That's where my body systematically attacks the thyroid glands until they eventually can't produce any thyroid on its own.
It's rare for someone as young as me to have any hypothyroid problems. But see, they run in my family.
Anyway, the very first time I went to see Dr. H she didn't believe I had any problems until I told her about my doctor in Iowa. Turns out she'd worked with him personally.
"Well, if Dr. K says you've got low thyroid than you must have low thyroid."
Since then, I've been in to see her once every six months to go over any ongoing symptoms and get my levels checked.
She has consistently poo-pooed any symptom I report saying they must be from another source, since my tests are all "normal". Despite the fact studies have shown the standard TSH test can be normal and the patient can still be symptomatic.
Anyway, I've become increasingly displeased with this. Six months ago, she tried to lower my supplement saying the test showed I was getting too much. Even though I remained symptomatic.
I finally started standing up to her and said, "No."
Today, I recited a whole litany of symptoms: unexplained weight gain, hair loss, eczema, splitting and cracking fingernails, unexplained joint pain, etc.
All are symptoms of low thyroid. Once again she tried to tell me that since my test was normal (six months ago! she hadn't done the new one yet) these must be related to something else.
As our disagreement escalated (I did my best to stay calm, cool and collected but must admit my volume level did start to rise toward the end) she pulled the comment, "I have patients that come in here every day with serious problems."
She'd basically just called me a hypochondriac!
I stood up, said, "Then maybe I shouldn't be coming here anymore" and walked out.
Doctor fired!
Now begins the long and tedious search for a new thyroid doctor, before my current prescription runs out. And I must face the fact I may not be able to find a doctor who's on my insurance plan. A big financial ouch, there!
Nimitz' Lady
Monday, April 17, 2006
Slavery
As I was leaving for work yesterday -- Yes, that would be on Sunday. -- my 6 year old son looked at me and said, "You're a slave to that job!"
I just about fell down laughing! Apparently, he picked up the line from his current favorite movie, "Our Friend Martin", about Martin Luther King, Jr.
Of course, since I laughed the first time, he had to repeat the line several times yesterday and again today.
Nimitz' Lady
I just about fell down laughing! Apparently, he picked up the line from his current favorite movie, "Our Friend Martin", about Martin Luther King, Jr.
Of course, since I laughed the first time, he had to repeat the line several times yesterday and again today.
Nimitz' Lady
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Body Image
Last night Der Deutscher and I went out with some friends from my station to a Lebanese restaurant. Great food, by the way. For entertainment, they had some ladies from a belly dancing school come in and dance.
These were beautiful women. Full of curves. Very womanly. Gorgeous, with breasts and bellies and full arms. The way God meant women to look. Not like the standard Hollywood stick figure held up today as the modern ideal of female flesh (without the flesh, that is.)
As we were leaving I turned to Der Deutscher and asked, "Why is it I think they're beautiful for the very same reaons I think I'm fat and ugly?"
It was more in the way of a rhetorical question. I pretty much know the answer. I'm a Type A personality, an overachiever, a perfectionist.
The flaws, mistakes and bobbles I can accept in others, even applaud, I cannot forgive in myself. Society says I must be thin, with no cellulite and a flat stomach. Thus, if I do not meet that model of perfection I am a failure not worthy of this world.
At any rate, that's the sub-concious thought process in my brain.
All I can say is Thank God He accepts and loves those who aren't perfect. Just trying to keep up with my own requirements is hard enough. I think I'd just lie down and give up on life if I had to meet HIS requirements for perfection.
Luckily, he's already done that for me. Halleluia!
Nimitz' Lady
These were beautiful women. Full of curves. Very womanly. Gorgeous, with breasts and bellies and full arms. The way God meant women to look. Not like the standard Hollywood stick figure held up today as the modern ideal of female flesh (without the flesh, that is.)
As we were leaving I turned to Der Deutscher and asked, "Why is it I think they're beautiful for the very same reaons I think I'm fat and ugly?"
It was more in the way of a rhetorical question. I pretty much know the answer. I'm a Type A personality, an overachiever, a perfectionist.
The flaws, mistakes and bobbles I can accept in others, even applaud, I cannot forgive in myself. Society says I must be thin, with no cellulite and a flat stomach. Thus, if I do not meet that model of perfection I am a failure not worthy of this world.
At any rate, that's the sub-concious thought process in my brain.
All I can say is Thank God He accepts and loves those who aren't perfect. Just trying to keep up with my own requirements is hard enough. I think I'd just lie down and give up on life if I had to meet HIS requirements for perfection.
Luckily, he's already done that for me. Halleluia!
Nimitz' Lady
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Now What?
Quote from our Sports Director about my runthrough on the anchor desk last night:
"TV anchoring is a thing where either you've got it or you don't…and YOU'VE GOT IT!"
Okay, so I've "got it". What do I do with "it" now? And how do I convince my News Director to let me try?
Nimitz' Lady
"TV anchoring is a thing where either you've got it or you don't…and YOU'VE GOT IT!"
Okay, so I've "got it". What do I do with "it" now? And how do I convince my News Director to let me try?
Nimitz' Lady
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Natural High
I'd forgotten what a natural high on camera work is.
Where does this come from? Well, last week at a Salvation Army dinner the station General Manager made a comment about me doing on air work. This got me to thinking and I realized on air work is the only part of the TV news business that still holds appeal for me.
So, I made a proposal to the News Director, my direct boss, that would get me out of producing and back into reporting.
He was, let's call it hesitant. As with most news directors he's reluctant to give up a good producer. Even half decent ones are hard to come by, let alone keep. And, with all modesty, I'm an award-winning producer. He doesn't want to give that up.
However, either he keeps me as a reporter and occasional fill-in producer or he loses me entirely. I don't think he's grasped that yet.
Anyway, all this brings me to tonight. We've been rehearsing the shows with some new digital equipment we got. Our sports guy knows my wishes to get back on air and had me fill in for him tonight during the rehearsal.
Two hours later I'm still flying high from that three minute stint in front of the cameras.
Nimitz' Lady
Where does this come from? Well, last week at a Salvation Army dinner the station General Manager made a comment about me doing on air work. This got me to thinking and I realized on air work is the only part of the TV news business that still holds appeal for me.
So, I made a proposal to the News Director, my direct boss, that would get me out of producing and back into reporting.
He was, let's call it hesitant. As with most news directors he's reluctant to give up a good producer. Even half decent ones are hard to come by, let alone keep. And, with all modesty, I'm an award-winning producer. He doesn't want to give that up.
However, either he keeps me as a reporter and occasional fill-in producer or he loses me entirely. I don't think he's grasped that yet.
Anyway, all this brings me to tonight. We've been rehearsing the shows with some new digital equipment we got. Our sports guy knows my wishes to get back on air and had me fill in for him tonight during the rehearsal.
Two hours later I'm still flying high from that three minute stint in front of the cameras.
Nimitz' Lady
Friday, April 07, 2006
Paid Off!
As of this morning my school loans are paid off. That's it. My debts are gone. Well, except the house. No car loan, no couch loan, no credit card debt, no school loan! Debt Free!!!!!!!
It feels so good!
And it's all possible thanks to the big tax refund we're getting this year. This was the first year since we left Iowa we're getting money back from the state. Previously, we've gotten just enough back from the feds to pay off the tax preparer and the state tax bill.
This year we're getting a nice fat check from Uncle Sam and the state and it's enabled me to become debt free about two to three years ahead of schedule. Halleluia! God is good.
Nimitz' Lady
P.S. Of course, Der Deutscher is already making noises about buying a new car for me, now that we've got everything paid off. His reason: my car is "falling apart faster than (I'm) willing to admit". I just want to enjoy being debt free for awhile and maybe even save up a little bit.
It feels so good!
And it's all possible thanks to the big tax refund we're getting this year. This was the first year since we left Iowa we're getting money back from the state. Previously, we've gotten just enough back from the feds to pay off the tax preparer and the state tax bill.
This year we're getting a nice fat check from Uncle Sam and the state and it's enabled me to become debt free about two to three years ahead of schedule. Halleluia! God is good.
Nimitz' Lady
P.S. Of course, Der Deutscher is already making noises about buying a new car for me, now that we've got everything paid off. His reason: my car is "falling apart faster than (I'm) willing to admit". I just want to enjoy being debt free for awhile and maybe even save up a little bit.
Running out...
I'm running out of Young Riders episodes!
I got the Season 1 dvd's at the end of March and have been watching about one or so a day, when there's nothing else on, savoring the memories they bring back.
I was in high school when the show aired on ABC back in the 90's and this show really represents the few good times from my high school years, out of so many horrid ones.
But I've only got five episodes left! In all likelihood they'll be watched up by the end of the weekend.
All I can say is MGM Studios better get on the ball and get Seasons 2 and 3 saddled and ready to ride, soon!
Nimitz' Lady
I got the Season 1 dvd's at the end of March and have been watching about one or so a day, when there's nothing else on, savoring the memories they bring back.
I was in high school when the show aired on ABC back in the 90's and this show really represents the few good times from my high school years, out of so many horrid ones.
But I've only got five episodes left! In all likelihood they'll be watched up by the end of the weekend.
All I can say is MGM Studios better get on the ball and get Seasons 2 and 3 saddled and ready to ride, soon!
Nimitz' Lady
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
New Links
Did a little housekeeping today removing some weblinks that are no longer active or I have just lost interest in.
I also added a couple new blogs I've found. One that documents Silly Signs from around the world. Meanwhile, Apokalupto is the home of an intern pastor in Alberta, Canada, with an interesting perspective on Seventh-day Adventist life.
Enjoy,
Nimitz' Lady
I also added a couple new blogs I've found. One that documents Silly Signs from around the world. Meanwhile, Apokalupto is the home of an intern pastor in Alberta, Canada, with an interesting perspective on Seventh-day Adventist life.
Enjoy,
Nimitz' Lady
Funny Sound
In an interview with one of our reporters today on a story about a local high school security guard in trouble for sexually molesting a student at the school:
"He didn't stick out more than any other security guard." Her emphasis, not mine.
If you didn't find that funny, count yourself lucky. In the news business you develop both a very dark humor and a rather crude one. It's our way of dealing with the sick things we face on an almost daily basis.
Cops and lawyers tend to find the same things funny, for pretty much the same reasons.
Nimitz' Lady
"He didn't stick out more than any other security guard." Her emphasis, not mine.
If you didn't find that funny, count yourself lucky. In the news business you develop both a very dark humor and a rather crude one. It's our way of dealing with the sick things we face on an almost daily basis.
Cops and lawyers tend to find the same things funny, for pretty much the same reasons.
Nimitz' Lady
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Good-Bye
World War Two hero and conscientious objector given farewell salute
CHATTANOOGA, Tenn. (AP) - The veteran dubbed by a book title as "The Unlikeliest Hero" has been laid to rest.
Desmond Doss refused to carry a weapon during his World War Two service in the Pacific. And he's the only conscientious objector from that war to receive the military's highest honor.
The 87-year-old veteran was given a 21-gun salute and a farewell flyover by military helicopters yesterday in Tennessee.
A fellow veteran says Doss "wanted to serve -- he just didn't want to kill anybody." And Fred Headrick says, unlike many Medal of Honor recipients, Doss received his citation for saving lives, rather than taking them.
While under enemy fire on Okinawa, Doss carried 75 wounded soldiers to the edge of a 400-foot cliff and lowered them to safety. When a later grenade attack wounded his legs, Doss crawled from his stretcher to direct medics to a more critically injured man.
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Doss was a devout Seventh-day Adventist and pacifist. He lived his beliefs and died a true American Hero. I can't wait to meet him in heaven.
Nimitz' Lady
CHATTANOOGA, Tenn. (AP) - The veteran dubbed by a book title as "The Unlikeliest Hero" has been laid to rest.
Desmond Doss refused to carry a weapon during his World War Two service in the Pacific. And he's the only conscientious objector from that war to receive the military's highest honor.
The 87-year-old veteran was given a 21-gun salute and a farewell flyover by military helicopters yesterday in Tennessee.
A fellow veteran says Doss "wanted to serve -- he just didn't want to kill anybody." And Fred Headrick says, unlike many Medal of Honor recipients, Doss received his citation for saving lives, rather than taking them.
While under enemy fire on Okinawa, Doss carried 75 wounded soldiers to the edge of a 400-foot cliff and lowered them to safety. When a later grenade attack wounded his legs, Doss crawled from his stretcher to direct medics to a more critically injured man.
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Doss was a devout Seventh-day Adventist and pacifist. He lived his beliefs and died a true American Hero. I can't wait to meet him in heaven.
Nimitz' Lady
FRIDAY OFF
I had next Friday off for about three hours today.
I'm working the following Sunday, so they were going to give me Friday off to make up for the extra shift.
They forgot the regular 10pm producer already had Friday off and I was already scheduled to produce my 6pm *and* her 10pm that night.
Oh well! *sigh*
Putting the nose back to the grindstone now.
Nimitz' Lady
I'm working the following Sunday, so they were going to give me Friday off to make up for the extra shift.
They forgot the regular 10pm producer already had Friday off and I was already scheduled to produce my 6pm *and* her 10pm that night.
Oh well! *sigh*
Putting the nose back to the grindstone now.
Nimitz' Lady
New Friend
Friends of mine from church are welcoming a new family member this week. He was born this Sabbath evening.
Little BCC is the end result of two devout christians who found each other halfway across the world, married and wanted children.
See Mom is from Moldova while Dad is a born American.
Both were in their thirties and wanted to marry and have children but had had little luck finding a partner. They checked out a church singles chat group, met each other online, met in person and eventually agreed to marry.
Many poo-poohed the whole thing, saying they moved to quickly and didn't know enough about each other to make a marriage work.
The thing is, as long as folks are honest, meeting on paper first, setting out your priorities for life and finding someone with the same goals is actually a pretty good idea.
I would never give up Der Deutscher. Would I change some things in our relationship? Heck yeah!
I would've been more forthright about my desires for children and gotten a more concrete family plan in place before moving ahead with the relationship. It would've saved a lot of future heartache.
So, congratulations to the newest Mom and Dad in my church family. You're doing good!
Nimitz' Lady
Little BCC is the end result of two devout christians who found each other halfway across the world, married and wanted children.
See Mom is from Moldova while Dad is a born American.
Both were in their thirties and wanted to marry and have children but had had little luck finding a partner. They checked out a church singles chat group, met each other online, met in person and eventually agreed to marry.
Many poo-poohed the whole thing, saying they moved to quickly and didn't know enough about each other to make a marriage work.
The thing is, as long as folks are honest, meeting on paper first, setting out your priorities for life and finding someone with the same goals is actually a pretty good idea.
I would never give up Der Deutscher. Would I change some things in our relationship? Heck yeah!
I would've been more forthright about my desires for children and gotten a more concrete family plan in place before moving ahead with the relationship. It would've saved a lot of future heartache.
So, congratulations to the newest Mom and Dad in my church family. You're doing good!
Nimitz' Lady
When Bad Things Happen to Good People...
God usually has a good reason. Although we don't often get to find out what it is.
Last month my best friend's house burned down. At first we thought it was a casualty of the grass fires that had forced them to evacuate that day.
Turns out those grass fires saved the lives of her three kids. See the house fire actually was an electrical fire that started right under the kids rooms.
The fire investigator told her if they'd been home that night there's no way the kids would've been able to get out and no way she'd have been able to make it through the fire from her room to theirs.
In other words if God hadn't sent grass fires that burned more than 8,000 acres that afternoon and overnight three beautiful children would've breathed their last that night.
Instead they're now gleefully enjoying living in a camper on their land this summer and planning the building of their new home.
God is Good!
Nimitz' Lady
Last month my best friend's house burned down. At first we thought it was a casualty of the grass fires that had forced them to evacuate that day.
Turns out those grass fires saved the lives of her three kids. See the house fire actually was an electrical fire that started right under the kids rooms.
The fire investigator told her if they'd been home that night there's no way the kids would've been able to get out and no way she'd have been able to make it through the fire from her room to theirs.
In other words if God hadn't sent grass fires that burned more than 8,000 acres that afternoon and overnight three beautiful children would've breathed their last that night.
Instead they're now gleefully enjoying living in a camper on their land this summer and planning the building of their new home.
God is Good!
Nimitz' Lady
Monday, April 03, 2006
Fudge Flop
A few weeks ago someone brought some homemade fudge to a church potluck. Since then I've had an almost insatiable craving for fudge. (No, I'm not pregnant!)
So, I've been experimenting with making my own. So for my record stands at 1 and 3. That would be one successful batch and three flops!
The latest flop was last night. For some inexplicable reason the fudge hardened before it had cooled off to the point where you're supposed to beat the heck out of it.
It's still tasty, just not smooth and creamy. Oh, well. I'll just have to keep trying! There's no such thing as giving up on fudge.
Afterall, even the flops are tasty and there's only one thing more enjoyable to keep trying to do and failing. If you don't know what I'm talking about you need to listen to more Jeff Foxworthy. That's all I have to say about that.
Nimitz' Lady
So, I've been experimenting with making my own. So for my record stands at 1 and 3. That would be one successful batch and three flops!
The latest flop was last night. For some inexplicable reason the fudge hardened before it had cooled off to the point where you're supposed to beat the heck out of it.
It's still tasty, just not smooth and creamy. Oh, well. I'll just have to keep trying! There's no such thing as giving up on fudge.
Afterall, even the flops are tasty and there's only one thing more enjoyable to keep trying to do and failing. If you don't know what I'm talking about you need to listen to more Jeff Foxworthy. That's all I have to say about that.
Nimitz' Lady
Budding Meteorologist
I think JBP will grow up to be a TV weatherman. For the last year and a half, or so, he's been fascinated by anything weather-related.
With spring storm season once again upon us, he's gone into hyper-drive. Last week we had two days with severe storms. My mother (Grammy) says JBP spent the entire time running between her and the TV, bringing her constant updates.
"There is a severe thunderstorm warning in XYZ County! Repeat, there is a severe thunderstorm warning in XYZ County!"
Too bad our WeatherLab doesn't offer summer internships for six year old's!
Nimitz' Lady
With spring storm season once again upon us, he's gone into hyper-drive. Last week we had two days with severe storms. My mother (Grammy) says JBP spent the entire time running between her and the TV, bringing her constant updates.
"There is a severe thunderstorm warning in XYZ County! Repeat, there is a severe thunderstorm warning in XYZ County!"
Too bad our WeatherLab doesn't offer summer internships for six year old's!
Nimitz' Lady
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