Wednesday, July 22, 2015

While I sit idle ...


While I sit idle …

 

I used to go to BSF (Bible Study Fellowship) a weekly (using the school calendar – so no summers or holidays) international Bible study for women.  They do a series, every year a different study for I think 8 different in-depth studies.  I loved it.  I went with a friend – which helped me remain faithful …  I completed all of the studies – 8 years?

The leader at the time was Suzanne Matthews.  She was awesome and always enjoyable to hear and so well prepared.

Its been years since I went – I was looking up BSF on the internet to see if there were new classes available and saw a link which included her name.  She apparently no longer leads BSF, but has gone on to become an author, artist (took multiple art classes and now sells her art), she speaks at retreats, etc., and writes a blog, I haven’t read her full blog, just a little info on her, but it is at this link:   http://ctandthee.com/

 
As I read about her life changes, I was excited for her and her accomplishments, but then felt, wow, what have I done?


I have lots “to do” projects and ideas, I could create art and sell it – probably... maybe, my writing is not bad, but I have no desire for that, but I have lots of other ideas that I just don’t push forward on.
 

I have watched more TV in the past 3 years, than I have in my entire life. I have become a couch potato.  I could take 2 hour naps every Sat and Sun; I could stay in my PJs until noon, getting my house cleaned in a major productive day for me.  Ugh! I feel like a slug.
 

At any rate, I have got to get up off of my couch, and get back involved in some activities, so first, I want to get involved in a Bible Study and it just so happens BSF does have a new study this year on Revelations, so I have sent an email and requested to start the class this fall or be put on the waiting list at least.

Anyone want to join me???  Tuesday nights at 6:30 PM – see below:


Southside Baptist Church

209 Marsheutz Ave

Huntsville AL 35801

Meeting day/time: Tuesday 6:25PM

Class type: Evening Women

Class name: HUNTSVILLE AL EW

 

Here is the link to BSF:  https://www.bsfinternational.org/bsf-home

 

I would love to have my friends join me!

Wednesday, February 04, 2015

Sunday church

So, I went to church with my niece this past Sunday.

 

Great service. 

 

And, I was prophesied over, at least I think it would be considered prophesied over … here is what happened. 

 

It was the end of the service, the pastor was walking around the congregation ending his sermon and he had already spoken to a couple of other people there, and really, I had already seen him zeroing in on me while he was giving his sermon and when he began walking through the congregation, my seat immediately got uncomfortable, I just knew he was coming my way.  It took a couple of stops, but yes, here he came … I wish I could remember all that he said, because even though it was embarrassing to be zeroed in on while visiting your niece’s church, what he said was really quite beautiful …  it was something like …. God wants me to be restored from past hurts, he wants me to know that even though man has let me down, the He, God, will  not let  me down, He wants me to believe in Him and to give him a chance; that God loves me; and more stuff that I can’t remember. 

 

Okay, yes it was embarrassing, somewhat, my face burned pink some, but at the same time, it seemed sincere and I took away good things from it.

 

But, not a church which I would choose as my own, and that is not the reason I was there, just visiting my niece and going to church with her.


It was a good day. 

 

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Reading

Reading Ian Fleming 007 books ... Started with You Only Live Twice and now Diamonds Are Forever. Have to say books are so much better than movies. I love 007 movies. Let me say again I love 007 movies. Watch them over and over. You only live twice was only "loosely" based on book. Which kind of disappointed me but probably made me enjoy the book better. 

Did you know Ian Fleming wrote Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?  I didn't.  I may have to read it next. Love that movie too. 

By the way ... By reading I mean listening  love my audio book app!  Overdrive  free rentals through local library   Technology rocks!

Meanwhile I am still reaching for my phone every afternoon to call my mom and still feel a very keen emptiness on Monday nights. Miss her so much. 

Til later ......

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Airway surgery.

AIRWAY SURGERY

 

airway

 

I had one more of these horrid surgeries on January 8.  This time in office, with only some numbing agent spray into my nose, vocal chords and airway.  All of which wore off before this experience was over.  

 

They lasered cuts into my airway, a procedure which is very hot, temp hot, not cool hot.

 

They start with spraying a numbing agent into my nose, then they insert this hose into my nose and work down toward my vocal chords and then they start inserting more numbing agent into me via the hose, all while I am saying "eeeeeeeeeeeeee" over and over - it helps to numb the chords especially if you can make the chords vibrate like gargling kinda …  then once my chords are numb, the surgeon came in, pushed the hose on down past the chords into my airway, found the trouble spot and had his assistant – a “fellow” – medical term -  to insert the laser down through the hose to the trouble spot and then proceeded to burn strips into my trachea.  I am watching all of this on video as there is a big flat screen TV directly across from my patient seat and one above my head for the surgeon.

 

Gary is with me on this appointment – thank goodness.   About halfway through all of this procedure, I start having anxiety, cough, sweating – well, the sweating actually started as soon as the numbing agent was given to me, because I know what is coming next.  But now I can feel the heat of the laser in my neck, my anxiety is making me feel like I can’t breath, and Dr. C is having to stop and assure me I can breath, just to calm down its alright.  I ask for Gary to come by me and he stands there and holds my hand through the remaining part of this procedure  - can I say right now that I love that man!  I manage to choke out at this point, maybe I should have been given a little something to help me to be calm.  Duh!  He apologizes because he thought I was, but now he is too far in and just needs a little more time, so he give me more numbing agent, and back in he goes, finally, after he starts his second cut, I let him know I can feel the heat, and I can, it is very uncomfortable, but not unbearable yet, so back in he goes and within minutes the pain from the heat is too much and I have to ask him to stop.  He wanted to get 3 cuts done, but only gets two.  Thinking now, yay, its over, he says just a few steroid shots and we will be done.  Those are the worst, because I can feel every single injection he gives me and there are several  - I want to break down and cry so bad.  

 

I think I wore the doctor out, the room is so hot that they had to open the doors to let some air circulate, that is from the laser – it get very hot!  I had on a sweater dress, leggings, knee boots – it was cold outside …  I sweated through all of it and had no make up on by the end of this torture … But thank goodness it is over.  Took 2 hours.

 

And, even though it was horrible, I would do it again, if it kept me out of the hospital.

 

And, I can breath a whole lot better now.

 

Maybe I’m not such of weanie after all.

 

 

 But next time I get Valium.

Sunday, January 04, 2015

Is it Christmas yet?

Is it Christmas yet?  Please let me know, because I am pretty sure I missed Thanksgiving and I really don't want to miss Christmas.   I want to enjoy getting down my Christmas ornaments and putting up the tree, remembering with fondness where and when I either purchased or received or made each special ornament as I hang it on the tree, or the other decorations which have been wrapped so carefully in tissue paper and bubble wrap for the past twelve month.  I want to enjoy the twinkle of lights, the beautiful Christmas music, see the "happy" shoppers out happily selecting each purchase with care.  I want to enjoy the church services, that are so special at this time of the year as they follow the story of the birth of our savior.  I want to enjoy a Christmas play and maybe a cantata or some other special Christmas programs.  So, please don't let me miss it, okay?
 
That is how I feel today.  Its January 3, my Christmas tree is still up, all the decorations are still sitting around my home, but somehow I feel like I've missed the whole season.   I know I have had Christmas celebrations with friends and family, I received beautiful thoughtful presents from friends and family.  I listened to Christmas music.    But yet, it still seems like I missed the entire holiday.

I haven't been to church in a really long time.

I lost my mom over a month ago, and I feel like I have been semi sleep walking through life since then.

I read devotion today.   ... Don't give God your leftovers .... give God your first fruits  of attention ... God needs to be your priority in everything you do  ... from getting dressed to setting your schedule ... intermingle your time with God, to such a degree that you can pray without ceasing ...even ordinary events will become sacred because He will be involved in them.   As I read this devotion, memories of my mother were brought to my mind ....  hearing her pray during the night when we were in bed going to sleep ...  hearing her praying as she lay in the hospital after she broke her hip ... waking up praying, in pain praying, in praise praying, in the nursing home when she was in such misery  ... praying.  She called me one time because she couldn't find something, I didn't hear the call, so she left a voice mail and she thought she had hung up, but she hadn't, and she started praying, as she was looking for the lost item, that God would lead her to it,  ...  I don't mean to put my mom up on a pedestal, but my mother was awesome.  She loved with God's love, she prayed without ceasing and she was a wonderful mother.  I want to be like her.

I lost her on November 17, 2014 at 4:40 AM.    I sat in the hospital room with her and held onto her as she breathed he last breaths, I didn't want to lose her, but I knew she was ready to go home with our Lord, I wasn't praying for God to save her, I was praying for God to be merciful and take her home.  She had 3 major brain bleeds, we were told she most likely would not survive a surgery and even if she did, she would be on life support and never get off of it.  We couldn't ask that she go through that.  So we let her go and prayed that God be merciful and not let her suffer.  We arrived at the hospital at 11 PM and she passed away at 4:40 AM  He answered our prayers.  But oh how I missed her. 

I know where the saying "crying a river of tears" comes from, because the tears come so easily.  I don't cry for her, I cry for me.

I miss my mother. 

That's all.

Monday, July 14, 2014

They grow up so fast!

2 of my grandchildren came this weekend.  They grow up so fast ...  Love having them over!  Doesn't happened enough.  



That's all I got!  ~.~

Friday, June 13, 2014

High school reunions

You want your spouse with you for your reunion, but really unless your spouse is a social butterfly, or a joint alumni of the same school, it really is a tough job to be the spouse of an alumni.

I'm in Tuscaloosa for the weekend for my husband's 40th high school reunion.  I exhausted my gift of gab within the first 30 minutes. Then I sat and texted everyone I knew that I felt like I had a legitimate reason to text, then surfed Facebook, then read some of my book on my kindle app, then attempted more small talk in a room of strangers, then socially exhausted I finally threw in the towel, got the car keys told Gary to stay as long as he wanted and went to car and am listening  to my book. Perfectly content to do this. 

 Am I weird?  I just could not think of another thing to say to random strangers and Gary was enjoying catching up with his old (mostly guy) friends.  I was a duck out of water.

I bet he does better than I, come September, when I drag him to Cullman for my 35th high school reunion.  

40 years ... 35 years ...  Man we are getting old!


Wednesday, June 04, 2014

Amsterdam-Paris - Girlfriend Trip!

Huntsville to Amsterdam - 5/17/14 to 5/20/14 and then Amsterdam to Paris 5/20/14 to 5/25/14.

I left for my trip to Paris today May 17. Via Amsterdam Netherlands first.  I am meeting my friend Pam there for a couple of days and them we leave for Paris.  Last night I realized my ticket did not match my passport and had a total meltdown. Spent 2 1/2 hrs on phone getting that fixed. But all is well now and trip is back on schedule.

Loong plane ride, overbooked, overweight plane, but I watched 4 movies, the new Thor, Frozen, Saving Mr. Banks and one more than I cannot remember!  Flight was over 9 hours, 7 hour time difference.  I left Huntsville at 11:30 AM Saturday and arrived in Amsterdam at 6:30 AM (had a layover in Atlanta).  I was met by a very nice looking man holding a sign "Mrs. Rogers" right outside of Customs.  I wanted to take a photo of him so bad holding my name card up, but I figured I would probably embarrass him, so I let it go.  I've always wanted to be met by my own private driver at an airport holding my name card - I felt so "special"!  haha - corny right.  If that had been on my bucket list, I could have marked it off though!  I need to make my bucket list!

I met Pam at a beautiful hotel "The Pulitzer" and we had breakfast with her work crew and then I went back to our room to unpack.


The hotel was on a canal, then entrance faced a canal, and the rear, which was the bar, faced a canal.

I was on my own during the day, so after I unpack I took off on a walk about and saw the sights of Amsterdam.  They have over 100 canals, and over 1000 bridges, so there is water everywhere and the canals are lined with houseboats that are permanent homes which people live in.  They start at an average of $400,000 and go up from there.




 Bicycles are the main mode of transportation, I don't think I saw one single overweight person in all of Amsterdam, except the tourist ...   in the middle on bottom of photo, there is a double decker parking deck just for bikes!
 
 
Our hotel was one block away from the Anne Frank House/Museum, but the lines were so long, I didn't go.
 
 
 
I found a flea market - disappointing and I did see one or two of the famous "coffee houses", check out the menu ...
 
 
I went on a canal tour just so I could say I saw the main sites of Amsterdam and it really is a beautiful place.


Later that evening, Pam's boss booked a smaller boat, stocked it with buckets of champagne and wine and we went on an even cooler canal tour.


 
 
The boat dropped us off at our restaurant for the evening ...
 
 
It really was called 5 Flies.
 
I think this was my favorite evening.  How could it not be ...  champagne tour of the canals of Amsterdam, followed by a really great meal, and a moonlight stroll back to the hotel.  This hotel had the most comfortable beds ever! 
 
 
I walked at least 5 miles a day on this trip.
 
On Tuesday, we left Amsterdam via plane to Paris.
 
My first sight of the Arc de Triumphe, which I saw many times on this trip as we were only about 4 blocks from it, and we had to walk to it to get to the Metro (subway) which we rode quite a bit.  I was as giddy as a school girl, hanging my head out the cab to take a photo ...
 
 
 
Our first full day in Paris, we went to the Louvre ...  didn't even see a 1/4 of it!  When people say its large, you really just don't get how large large is ... because the Louvre, its really large.  We saw the Egyptian artifacts, some roman sculptures, renaissance-Italian paintings, and of course, Mona, then pooped, we attempted to find our way out, got completely turned around, okay lost, but finally found the exit and took off back to the hotel.
 



Pooped, but determined to see Paris, we booked a private car to drive us around Paris to see all of the sites.  The driver was great and gave us a commentary of everything we saw, Notre Dam, the palace, we drove through the Latin Quarter, Bastille, saw Moulin Rouge, Montemarte, and on an on ...  it was raining, but Paris in the rain is still beautiful.  I took photos through the rain dropped windows ...

 
 
Room service soup with bread and butter - yum.  Bed ... nice!
 
Our room was beautiful, complete with fresh flowers, small fruit bowl, one night they gave us a complimentary bottle of wine, the bed wasn't as comfy as Amsterdam, but it was all very nice.
 
 
 
The next day, we slept in.  Jet lag was dragging us down.  We got up, walked to a sidewalk café close to the Eiffel Tower, ate chocolate crepes and quiche drank rum and cokes (this was the main drink of the trip) and walked over to the Eiffel Tower - it is quite breathtaking.   We stayed a long time and enjoyed the park and took lots of photos.  We had dinner late that day and I made Pam walk back over to the tower at midnight so we could see it sparkle.  It sparkled for 5 minutes at top of the hour from 10 PM to 1 AM every night.
 
 
 
We went to Montemarte the next day.  Info:  "Montmartre  is a hill in the north of Paris, France.  Montmartre is primarily known for the white-domed Basilica of the Sacré CÅ“ur on its summit and as a nightclub district. The other, older, church on the hill is Saint Pierre de Montmartre, which claims to be the location at which the Jesuit order of priests was founded. Many artists had studios or worked around the community of Montmartre such as Salvador Dalí, Amedeo Modigliani, Claude Monet, Piet Mondrian, Pablo Picasso and Vincent van Gogh. Montmartre is also the setting for several hit films."

It was beautiful.  The church was awesome - no photos allowed, but they had at least 2 gift shops inside the church ... go figure!  The little village around the church was filled with tourist shopping and artists selling their paintings.  I was told, the artist can no longer afford to live in this area as they once did.


 
 
I did buy 2 small paintings here.  :)
 
 
The next day - sadly our last day in Paris, we went to see a cemetery - Père Lachaise Cemetery,  it has some beautiful sculptures.  It is 110 acres large.  No we did not see it all, but we saw a lot.
 

 
Here is your history lesson on Pere Lachaise ...  "Many of the tombs are about the size and shape of a telephone booth, with just enough space for a mourner to step inside, kneel to say a prayer, and leave some flowers.The cemetery manages to squeeze an increasing number of bodies into a finite and already crowded space. One way it does this is by combining the remains of multiple family members in the same grave. At Père Lachaise, it is not uncommon to reopen a grave after a body has decomposed and inter another coffin. Some family mausoleums or multi-family tombs contain dozens of bodies, often in several separate but contiguous graves. Shelves are usually fitted out to accommodate them.  In relatively recent times, Père Lachaise has adopted a standard practice of issuing 30-year leases on gravesites, so that if a lease is not renewed by the family, the remains can be removed, space made for a new grave, and the overall deterioration of the cemetery minimized. Abandoned remains are boxed, tagged and moved to Aux Morts ossuary, in Père Lachaise cemetery.[7]
Plots can be bought in perpetuity, for 50, 30 or 10 years, the last being the least expensive option. Even in the case of mausoleums and chapels, coffins are most of the time below ground.
Although some sources incorrectly estimate the number of interred as 300,000 in Père Lachaise, according to official website of the city of Paris, one million people have been buried there to date.[5] Along with the stored remains in the Aux Morts ossuary, the number of human remains exceeds 2–3 million."

I thought this was interesting.

And of course, Jim Morrison is buried here.  Died in 1971 - 27 years old and people still come and put flowers and other things on his grave.   "Permanent crowds and occasional vandalism surrounding this tomb have caused tensions with the families of other, less famous, interred individuals, the site is regularly guarded (due to graffiti and other nuisances)."  He grave has been vandalized, he had a cast of his head on his grave at one time, but it was stolen years ago.

 
Strange gum tree - chewed gum of visitors have been stuck to this tree, some have been signed. Weird.
 
We walked forever on this day, not only through the 110 acre cemetery, but when we left, we walked through a sidewalk antique fair, Pam didn't want to linger, but I could have stayed and rambled through their stalls forever.  We ate nutella crepes from a sidewalk vender, walked in the rain for blocks, and finally called it a day and hailed a cab to take us back to hotel.  We stayed in this last night, we sat out on our patio, watched the Eiffel Towel twinkle and sparkle, ate bread and butter with risotta with truffels, drank red wine and packed our bags.
 
It was a good trip, saw some amazing things, spent some great time with one of my best and oldest friends.  Never thought I would see Paris, much less Amsterdam too.  It was awesome.  If I ever make a bucket list, I will put this on it, just so I can check it off!

I flew home from Paris through Atlanta; Pam flew home from Paris through Amsterdam, but she got stuck in Amsterdam, flight cancelled, caught a last minute flight to New York, had to stay overnight in New York and fly home the next day.  I don't know when her luggage caught up with her.  Not in New York.

We were both glad to be home!


Thursday, May 08, 2014

Pretty!

My roses are showing off!



Wednesday, May 07, 2014

Mystery Drawer

I have a drawer in my wardrobe that I have been unable to open for over 2 years. It's kind of a misc/junk drawer, has winter gloves,  stationary, trinkets, small gifts I've purchased throughout the years for possible Christmas or birthday gifts, a couple of old journals and others unknown mysterious stuff. I'm looking to replace this wardrobe and am looking forward to looking in the mystery drawer.   If I pry it open now I can't close the doors to my wardrobe because I can't close the drawer without a lot of hard maneuvering. So I just quit opening it.  

It's kind of exciting to wonder what might lay inside. 

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Departing Life

I read a post on Facebook today. "Today my wonderful husband took the hand of Jesus and departed this life .. ". It is such a sad thing to live through the loss of a loved one, but what a beautiful vision.

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Colored my hair

I got the crazy idea to color my hair with my daughter and it turned my highlights gray!   Blech!



Airplanes and stuff

Sooooo, I wrote this long blog entry on the plane ride to Texas and it wouldn't post.  And I just don't feel like rewriting it. Here's a photo of my leg room. 


 And then the guy in front of me reclined his seat into my lap !  I could stroke his forehead without Even extending my arm! 

I plugged my iPod into my ear listened to some old time gospel and got blessed all the way to Fort Worth. ;)

Saturday, February 15, 2014

I love it when it snows in Alabama!

Icy trees ...



Waiting on summer ...


Isn't it lovely!

Home sweet home ...


Maggie loved it!


The end.


Sunday, February 02, 2014

Nashville

 

Back to the Easy Riders bike show.  I won't bore you with photos of the gazillion bikes that were on exhibit, these were my favorites ...





 There were some pretty awesome bikes there.

Gary's son Zach and his girlfriend Skye were with us, so we walked around downtown and ate at BB Kings (recommend chicken fried chicken). 

  The band playing here was the best, I could have stayed here a long time and listened to them.  

We went on a carriage ride ...




Fun ride, very informative guide, and what pretty day for it.  

Went to Tootsies. Packed. 


  Funny.  

  Cute. 

We had a good time. 





Saturday, January 25, 2014

I cry watching sappy movies ....

I can watch just the last 10 minutes of You've Got Mail and cry like a baby.  In fact, I just did. 


Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Thanksgiving memories ...

Thanksgiving at my sister's home ...  I took photos

My great-nieces, Macie and Allison



My great niece, Elizabeth Grace


 
Allison
 
 
Macie

 
My nephew Chad and his family, wife - Mandy, children, Elizabeth, Macie and Mason


My nephew Ben and girlfriend, Britt

 
My niece - Hannah R - showing off her new tattoo

 
My brother, Tim, wife Rachel and step daughter, Hannah R

 
Tim's daughter, Hannah and her niece Allison

 
Stephanie and Allison, mom and daughter

 
My mom and the grands ...

 
My sis and her family ...

 
My sis and her boys
 

 
 
Me and my sweetie ...



Tim and Hannah

 
We really enjoyed the day!
 
The End.  :)