Again ... and Again ...

Ever since the early 2000's people have told me, and countless other of my friends, "You have to be content being single in order for God to send you someone." Yesterday, however, was my last straw. While peeling potatoes with me, a very awesome Christian friend of mine counseled me with, what has almost become part of Christian doctrine: "You have to be content..." Although these many friends in the past have meant well, I beg to differ with what they believe to be a "now very obvious" and true philosophy. If being content in singlehood is the key to finding Mr./Mrs. Right, then why ... :

1) ... after many periods of total singlehood contentment, have we never found anyone to fall in love with?

2) ... for this to happen, would God require only that we be content in this part of our life?

3) ... are many perfect Christian relationships born out of two people not content being single...and far, far from perfect? (I know some do happen that way, but not all ...)

4) ... does this sound just like advice Job got from his friends? "Obviously you're sinning if ...." Let's just learn the lesson from Job.

5) ... HELLO! (and my biggest point of all), IS THERE NO BIBLICAL SUPPORT (that I have ever heard of) FOR THIS BELIEF??

Therefore, my belief is that that belief is a bunch of junk (to put it mildly) and needs to stop being touted as some mature Christian philosophy. Thank you!

If you have any true, sage, and Biblical advice on this subject, you can let me know. Until then, I plan to continue growing in my relationship with Christ, becoming more content in each area of my life, but all the time realizing not to play it as some magical key to finding a guy.


P.S.
As I said, these are dear people who suggested this thought, but I just don't want others to be misled, as it can be hindering.

And I Thought It Was All Just A Stereotype . . .

But they really are that...you know. Gotta check this out. Wow!

"But once back at her luxury home, Paris celebrated by inviting her family round.

A pal said she had sent her assistant shopping and arranged for her make-up artist to visit.

The pal said: “It’s so cruel what has happened to her. She wasn’t allowed to wax or use a moisturiser. Her skin is so dry right now.”



(Click here for the full article.)

Back Again

Yau-Man came over to our house again, but this time I got a photo snapped of us! :) We found out soooo much more about his experience, like what went on behind the scenes, more about what we saw, what the cameramen and crew were like...and the secret to how he kicked booty in the maze. :D Wow! Very interesting stuff. He is one SMART, NICE and FUN guy. More on all of this lata. Chia!

Buzzing Around In My Mind

For a long time now I've been dieing to know the answer to two questions my brain just kind of thought of randomly:

1) If atoms race faster the hotter they get, therefore turning into liquids or gasses, why does an egg turn from a liquid to a solid the hotter it becomes?

2) Mmmmmm....I had another one, but my brain is fried due to it being the last week of school (the end of the school year being WAY crazier and harder than I thought it would be--I've been pulling 14-16 hour days), so I'll have to get back to it later. hehe

Peace out!

Okay...So I'm Having Fun ;)

You Should Drive a Saturn Sky

You're sleek and smooth, and you need a car to match your hot persona. Besides, sometimes you want your top up - and sometimes you want it down.

What 2007 Car Should You Drive?

New York...It would have to be Long Island... :)

You Belong in New York City

You're the energetic, ambitious type. And only NYC is fast enough for you. Maybe you'll set yourself up with a killer career Or simply take in all the city has to offer.

What City Do You Belong In?

"Pretty Flower..."

You Are An Iris

You are a unique person who seeks out novelty in life. An inspiration seeker, you often have to change scenery to recharge. You don't deal well with structure or rules. You need to do it your own way. Your ideal relationships are free and flowing. No one can tie you down.

What Flower Are You?

I'm not such a big fan of this particular flower, but what is said about it describes me to a "t". Yae! :D

"Yau-Man Swam Here"

Of course we didn't know it at the time, but the very annimated, Borneo-born, table tennis instructor/pro we use to have over to our house for swim lessons had a secret. A very big secret. He called us up one day to request adult swim lessons in order to hone his skills for a "once in a lifetime trip to the South Seas." The very coordinated 54-year-old learned very quickly, under my dads coaching, to move skillfully and sleekly through the water. He and my dad had a lot of fun together and Yau especially peaked my dad's interest because of his love for, and great skills at, table tennis, my dad's ultimate sporting fave, aside from swimming. After his lessons in our backyard, Yau would hold his towel while we would chat about various things with him in our living room, all the while sharing his very happy and contagious personality, immediately becoming one my parent's favorites (as he is sooo many people's now (his popularity ranking is at 65% and Survivor: Fiji's host, Jeff Provst, said Yau-Man is his favorite Survivor ever.

Having to head to the South Seas very quickly after his lessons, we didn't hear from him for awhile--not until we received an email from him a few weeks ago thanking us for the lessons and explaining to us what his trip to the South Seas truly was--what he was really training for (neither my parents or I have T.V.). They had just received the email as I was walking into their house for visit. Wow!!! After jumping up and down a million times (well, not my parents, but we three were ;) ) and (all) exclaiming "I can't believe it!!!! Ahhhh!!!," we quickly caught up with the entire season from a link Yau gave us in a following email. What an exciting adventure to watch the show already having a amazing person to root for.

We began emailing back and forth a bit about occurences in the show which was very fun. Talk about an athlete (I think the show stereo-typed Yau as "the nerd," but he so isn't--anyone can tell this, too, after watching his amazing feats on the show). However, he couldn't tell us, or anyone, anything about his actual experience until the final votes were cast (Mother's Day). Unfortunately, Dreamz kinda stole the title from Yau, but he is good with it--whata guy. So, now that that has happened (and I'm SOOOO proud of Boo!!), I am hoping we can do an interview with him. Until then, I will say, "Yau-Man Swam Here." :)


P.S.
I could say so much more about this...but I've got to hop in the pool!!

Cootie Catchers and Other Things

"Do you know how to make cootie catchers??" asked one of my students, holding a piece of paper up to me. Cootie catchers? When I was in elementary school, we just wiped them off on someone else's desk. What a fun new development!

Needless to say, second graders are so cool!...And junior highers. I'm a strange sort to like junior highers I'm told, but it's right after the cootie stage, which makes it comical. :)

In the same spirit, my kids often ask me why in the world I am not married yet, or at least why I don't have a boy friend (mostly at the beginning of the year). So, back in January, I answered, "Because I just haven't found the right guy yet." A little boy, who thereafter became one of my absolute favorite little guys, of course, looked up at me with big, serious eyes, "Find me..." he said. How cute is that?!?!

Ah, second graders rock. :)

My Brother's Running for President!

My brother is the first candidate running for the 2028 Presidential campaign! Check him out here: http://www.myspace.com/jonjoh08 :)

Thanks, Bob! -- One For the Board

"I love to go to Washington - if only to be near my money."

~Bob Hope

My World, Updated

*I'm on SPRING BREAK!!! Enuf said. :)

*Just got back from visiting my 16-year-old brother in the hospital after shattering his arm catching air on a friend's bike. A little too much speed and a complete head-over-heals 360 in the air. Yep. And it's all caught on video. Poor boy... :(

*Spent Easter "at the beach" in Santa Cruz with friends and enjoyed a nice drive back up the coast in my dad's Mustang. And, can we say that I rock at Catch Phrase?! And I hadn't even played it since I lived in VA.

*I'm on a new special diet called Cereal and Chocolate. I know, very unlike me, but life has been overwhelming...and if you approach it just right, you really lose weight, too! :)

*Tomorrow I start a special Crohn's diet...you know, by the book and all. hehe :)

*I'm paiting two walls in my room English Countryside green (kinda springy sage) and slowly (following a budget, of course :) ) making my room into an East Coast beauty, complete with toile. My next interior design adventure--total beach girl.

*Current Reading: "In Style"'s guide to fashion because I am inlove with fashion. And, no, that is not the only book on my nightstand ;) , but, oh, it is so cool.

I've gotta go give my sister back her long shorts for her trip to SLO, so I've gotta run, but will type on here more later.

Audi,

O. Janelle =:-D

Today's Celebratory Hike

Yae! School's out for spring break (I only had a 1/2 day with the kids today...which included a sweet bunny brunch :) ) and it was a beautiful spring day, so I took my brother and I and my convertable up to Mt. Diablo for a fun hike. We ran into a hissing snake, beautiful wild flowers...and plenty of scats...which my brother analyzed. :) It was all good exercise.



Scats and trail book.




Yes...we had fantabulous time taking photos. ;) And, again, I thank God that I am able to do these things again. (!!) :D I love my brother. :) *awwwww*

We Hit San Francisco!

I know it's simply been ages since I've posted, and simply ages before that that I promised you updates, but, he-hem, I've been busy. Likely, but VERY true excuse. :) Well, nontheless, here is at least ONE rambling in the life of your's truly. My sister's friend, Dan, came to visit, and, since he had never before been to S.F., we HAD to give him the tour. With our very-S.F. road-knowledgable roomy's (Rebekka) riding shotgun, and my sister's driving ability, we hit the streets for a merry trip to the city. After a strange stint down-town, we hit Golden Gate Park.



I belong to the white shoes! Here, our foot-o-gram (yes, I have to have those!) at the Japanese Tea Gardens (who still charged us even though it was close to closing and most of the pictureske ponds had been drained for cleaning. Still bea-u-tiful, though, still beautiful!). My brother and I decided we're making our own like gardens in my new backyard.



From top to bottom on the SWEET bridge at the Tea Gardens: my brother Jonathan, my sister Holly, Rebekka, Dan and mua *kisses*.



My brother actually drank tea--and LIKED it!



I, on the other hand, have always been an ardent admirer of tea.

It's Not MY Randomosity (this time) ;)

Oh, my very cool little kids . . . :)


Okay, so you're up in the front of the classroom teaching arithmetic. "So you cross out the 6, change it to a 5 and borrow 10 ..." Then, as is typical, a student raises their hand (in compliance with rule #2: "When the teacher is speaking..."), a little boy in this case, probably with a question asking why we're borrowing 10 and not 1 or something...

"Yes, Johnny*?" I ask.

"Did you know that last year I went on a really fast rollercoaster at Great Flags and it was really fun, but I wouldn't take my pet turtle on it 'cause his shell would probably crack...but I would take my hamster because . . ."

"Oh, Johnny, yes, that is very interesting. I'm sure it was fun, but...this is math..."

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After a visit with the head of the primary department a bit before Christmas, Petey walks through the door with a candy cane and hands it to the teacher.

"Why, thank you, Petey*. But, where did you get this?"

"Mrs. Sussex* had them out in her room for free," he responded.

"Are you ssshhhhure it was free?" the teacher questioned, suspicious.

"Yeah," Petey said confused, but confident. "It was in a box that said 'sugar free candy canes'..."



*Names changed because, duh, you know why