Merry Christmas
busyness and randomness*
random thoughts crossing my head:
*if i could change the color of my office, what would i want to change it to? i'm thinking i like the color of my clothes today. olive green shoes with aqua piping, black long sleeve t-shirt under a burgundy t-shirt. i'm thinking i would find something with those four colors. guess you could say i definitely pipe to my own bagpipe.
troy has gone to miami again. i say again because this is about his fifth trip down there in three weeks. that's a ton of driving. i was able to ride with him last friday. let's just say that i couldn't stay up that long. about 5 am i shut down, climb into the sleeper and click off like a light. next thing i knew it was 10 am and the trailer was unloaded. good times. i like my normal schedule of waking up at 6.48 am.
Christmas, Basketball, and Racing
what's the deal with people putting up their Christmas decorations so early? some neighbors in our apartment complex have had their tree on the balcony for over 2 weeks now. can't we just be thankful for a while before we get all wrapped up in gifts, trees, etc.? yet i can't deny that i've been buying a few gifts here and there. thinking of what i can make some people for Christmas. might need to get my nose outta my books for a few days and get creative. had i mentioned that i married mr. creativity?
last tuesday night i went to a college basketball game at reinhardt college. it brought back so many memories of when i played b-ball. the school i went to, Nebraska Christian College, was smaller than reinhardt. i was majoring in missiology. my heart was set on being a missionary i listened to people when the told me that i needed to be educated in order to be an effective missionary. it’s a lie. i wish i would’ve jumped right into a program like YWAM instead of wasting time. when i look back now, i see that God had other plans for me, or He altered his original plans because i didn’t follow what He had intended for me. not sure how that all works.
it’s crazy to look back on life, and see where i’ve come from. i can honestly say that my thirties have been the best days of my life. started out raising support for my six month adventure in
last weekend we were in
Non Half Anniversary
so i get to the car this morning and troy had bought flowers. guess he didn't want for me to be disappointed on our non half anniversary.

so this is me enjoying a piece of chocolate cake and my purple daisies on our non half anniversary.
Learning
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been reading some murder mystery books by james patterson. finised two books so far. need to get back to the library tonight so i can get another. they are the types which hold your attention to the last page. love that type of book.

love this photo of my guys.
had a fun weekend surprising my in-laws with their trick or treating grandkids. then drove down to the lake to spend a couple of nights with deanna.
andy had a traumatic weekend.
I'm on a role today
last night as i was laying in bed, desperately attempting to turn off my brain while failing miserablymy mind tried to grasp the different season of life. i’m only thirty-two, but i’ve had my share of highs and lows, joys and failures, bursts of happiness followed by spells of fear and loneliness, etc. as the song goes, ‘i’m no stranger to the road.’
for me, the pendulum swings from feeling fulfilled to unfulfilled. those are basically my two seasons – satisfied or unsatisfied. unsatisfied often times fall under the catergory of ‘i have a bad case of the ‘can’t-help-me’s’’. you know those times? it’s the times when you’re sitting around the house – bored but knowing you have plenty to do. your heart is not satisfied in the doing – but in the expectation of something to change – especially when nothing seems to change. (i realize that’s a terrible run-on sentense with horrible grammar!) boredom and complacency go hand-in-hand with a bad case of the ‘can’t-help-me’s’. (yet i’ve been around long enough to know that each of us has power to change the complacent lives we live. we all have opportunity to spice up the normalcy and get into the unknown. but then again, too often we allow fear to hold us back.)
then there are those times when life seems to be sailing along beautifully. we breathe in the sunsets and feel the warmth of the sun. we look into the eyes of our kids and see joy and happiness and futures filled with passion, hope and expectation. each new day brings on a whole new opportunity to change a life, feed a hungry soul, enjoy a conversation with a friend, experience the tranformation of a stranger becoming a friend, etc.
right now i feel i’m at the point where the pendulum is directly at the lowest point –where it is exactly between the up and down swings. kinda like a plumbline that has found the balance of center. it’s an ok place to be. but there is an anticipation rumbling in the depths of my being. there’s a feeling of change coming – a change of my soul to seek Christ’s leading and expect some amazing break-throughs. do you feel it? what’s your soul telling you? where is your pendulum? what are you seeking?
what keeps me up at night? now that i’ve gotten used to sleeping next to troy, i miss him laying next to me when he’s working. my friend, Dex, who’s currently roving around
those are some of my thoughts before i went to bed last night.
a couple of things
i gave troy a new gift. he’s been wanting one of these since i met him. you need to go to his blog to see what i got him. new blog i married an amazing man who is a little off with his passions. just kidding, i’m thinking this traveling andy will be good for troy. can’t wait to see where it leads.
i was little upset that the phillies won the world series last night.
Nascar Truck Race
last saturday Troy and i were given tickets to the nascar truck race at the atlanta motor speedway. here are some photos:
Troy standing near Tony Stewart's USAC (a.k.a sprint car) race car.



Ryan Newman burning out after his win.
we have a contest when it comes to racing. we each get to choose a vehicle - the one we think is going to win. i have a tendency to pick ones that crap out. this truck race was no different for me. the truck i choose, #7, not sure who the driver was, pitted to the infield after the first lap. good thing i'm not a betting person.
overall the race was quite boring, only a couple of driver cutting the grass, not major wrecks. it's not secret that i watch racing for the wrecks. we had a good time walking through the driver trailers.
highlight of the day: having dinner with my mom-in-law, sister-in-law, and niece-in-law at la parrilla.