Tyson gave his bunny to my friend's 6 month old daughter. It was his idea.
That was 6 days ago, and he hasn't asked for the bunny back since then.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Think a Gallon of Gas is Expensive?
My brother gave me this in an article from the Hometown Journal.
Trying to find something funny in the absurdity of it all.....The price of Gas vs. Printer Ink.
All these examples do NOT imply that gasoline is cheap; it just illustrates how outrageous some prices are.
Diet Snapple 16 oz $1.29....$10.32 per gallon
Lipton Ice Tea 16 oz $1.19....$9.52 per gallon
Gatorade 20 oz $1.59....$10.17 per gallon
Brake Fluid 12 oz $3.15....$33.60 per gallon
Vick's Nyquil 6 oz $8.35....$178.13 per gallon
Pepto Bismol 4 oz $3.85....$123.20 per gallon
Whiteout 7 oz $1.39....$25.42 per gallon
Scope 1.5 oz $0.99....$84.48 per gallon
And this is the real kicker...
Evian water 9 oz. $1.49....$21.19 per gallon!!
$21.10 for WATER (Evian spelled backwards is Naive).
Ever wonder why printers are so cheap?
They have you hooked for the ink. Someone calculated the cost of ink at $5,200 per gallon!
So, the next time you're at the pump, be glad your car doesn't run on water, Scope, Whiteout, Pepto Bismol, Niquil or Printer Ink!!
Just a little humor to help ease the pain of your next trip to the pump.....
Trying to find something funny in the absurdity of it all.....The price of Gas vs. Printer Ink.
All these examples do NOT imply that gasoline is cheap; it just illustrates how outrageous some prices are.
Diet Snapple 16 oz $1.29....$10.32 per gallon
Lipton Ice Tea 16 oz $1.19....$9.52 per gallon
Gatorade 20 oz $1.59....$10.17 per gallon
Brake Fluid 12 oz $3.15....$33.60 per gallon
Vick's Nyquil 6 oz $8.35....$178.13 per gallon
Pepto Bismol 4 oz $3.85....$123.20 per gallon
Whiteout 7 oz $1.39....$25.42 per gallon
Scope 1.5 oz $0.99....$84.48 per gallon
And this is the real kicker...
Evian water 9 oz. $1.49....$21.19 per gallon!!
$21.10 for WATER (Evian spelled backwards is Naive).
Ever wonder why printers are so cheap?
They have you hooked for the ink. Someone calculated the cost of ink at $5,200 per gallon!
So, the next time you're at the pump, be glad your car doesn't run on water, Scope, Whiteout, Pepto Bismol, Niquil or Printer Ink!!
Just a little humor to help ease the pain of your next trip to the pump.....
Friday, June 20, 2008
Swallow Your Spit
Have you noticed how kids today are more privileged than any previous generation, yet they seem to be more ungrateful and impatient? I believe it all comes down to instant gratification. The world revolves around the children now more than ever, and it's not always a good thing.
When my grandparents were kids, they worked....and not just taking out the trash or sweeping the front porch. My grandparents worked on the farm doing chores that the family depended on to survive. Instead of going through the drive-thru at McDonald's for dinner, they spent most of the afternoon working in the kitchen (my Granny and her sister started cooking dinner for the family regularly before they were 10 years old). They had no video games, swimming pools, or little league games, but they never complained that they were bored. When they had time for fun, they'd make their own toys instead of whining about the new toy the kid down the road got that they wanted.
As I watch my own children grow, I am realizing how blessed we are. And I'm trying to teach them what it means to wait patiently for something they need. That doesn't mean that I will put them to work in the fields doing manual labor, but I think our kids have a lot to learn about how we got to where we are today. So when we're out and about and I don't have a drink for them as they die of thirst while riding in an air-conditioned car, I'll tell them what my Granny used to tell me...."Swallow your spit!"
When my grandparents were kids, they worked....and not just taking out the trash or sweeping the front porch. My grandparents worked on the farm doing chores that the family depended on to survive. Instead of going through the drive-thru at McDonald's for dinner, they spent most of the afternoon working in the kitchen (my Granny and her sister started cooking dinner for the family regularly before they were 10 years old). They had no video games, swimming pools, or little league games, but they never complained that they were bored. When they had time for fun, they'd make their own toys instead of whining about the new toy the kid down the road got that they wanted.
As I watch my own children grow, I am realizing how blessed we are. And I'm trying to teach them what it means to wait patiently for something they need. That doesn't mean that I will put them to work in the fields doing manual labor, but I think our kids have a lot to learn about how we got to where we are today. So when we're out and about and I don't have a drink for them as they die of thirst while riding in an air-conditioned car, I'll tell them what my Granny used to tell me...."Swallow your spit!"
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Exciting last day of VBS
Yesterday after our last day of Vacation Bible School, we all had to clean up our classrooms so they would be ready for church on Sunday. Patsy wasn't able to stay because she was going out of town, so after we cleaned up, I wanted to drop off her things before she left.
As I was hurrying to her house, a police officer waved me over to the side of the road.
The air is out in the Suburban, so the windows were down. Tyson yelled out, "Oh, no! I forgot to buckle my seatbelt!" and I was sure that the officer heard him. I told Tyson, through gritted teeth, to buckle up as the officer came to my window.
I had been speeding down a very busy road. The officer asked for my driver's license and what year my Suburban was. When I told him it was an '88 or '89, he said, "So I don't think you have money to waste on a ticket do you?"
As he wrote me out a written warning, he said to be thankful because he doesn't give those very often. He must not have heard Tyson, after all.
This was the third time I've ever been pulled over, and it was the first time I've ever been pulled over for speeding. Those who've ridden with me before can attest to the fact that ever since I've had my babies, I drive like an old lady...and I'm usually very careful to make sure the kids are buckled up before we drive off.....so of course the one time I don't pay attention to what I'm doing, I get pulled over.
As we pulled back onto the road, I explained the boys that I had been breaking the law by speeding and that's why the officer pulled me over. Owen never said anything; he usually doesn't. Tyson asked, "Mommy, will you please not break the law anymore?"
Later, I forgot to tell Big O about it, so he heard it from Pam who saw me pulled over on the side of the road. Nothing goes unnoticed in a small town like ours!
As I was hurrying to her house, a police officer waved me over to the side of the road.
The air is out in the Suburban, so the windows were down. Tyson yelled out, "Oh, no! I forgot to buckle my seatbelt!" and I was sure that the officer heard him. I told Tyson, through gritted teeth, to buckle up as the officer came to my window.
I had been speeding down a very busy road. The officer asked for my driver's license and what year my Suburban was. When I told him it was an '88 or '89, he said, "So I don't think you have money to waste on a ticket do you?"
As he wrote me out a written warning, he said to be thankful because he doesn't give those very often. He must not have heard Tyson, after all.
This was the third time I've ever been pulled over, and it was the first time I've ever been pulled over for speeding. Those who've ridden with me before can attest to the fact that ever since I've had my babies, I drive like an old lady...and I'm usually very careful to make sure the kids are buckled up before we drive off.....so of course the one time I don't pay attention to what I'm doing, I get pulled over.
As we pulled back onto the road, I explained the boys that I had been breaking the law by speeding and that's why the officer pulled me over. Owen never said anything; he usually doesn't. Tyson asked, "Mommy, will you please not break the law anymore?"
Later, I forgot to tell Big O about it, so he heard it from Pam who saw me pulled over on the side of the road. Nothing goes unnoticed in a small town like ours!
Monday, June 9, 2008
Happy Anniversary to Me!
Seven years ago today, Owen and I eloped! Yes, today is my anniversary.
Nine months from today, Little Owen will be 7 years old.
We've had an eventful 7 years. We've lived in 6 different cities and in 9 different homes. Owen has had 12 jobs (some of them simultaneous), served at 6 churches, attended 2 universities and owns 1 business. We have called 8 churches our church home. We had 2 kids, 2 dogs, and 3 fish, and I've killed dozens of plants. The longest we ever lived in one location was 2 years, and that is where we live right now.
Reading this, you could easily get the wrong impression about us, but there is a story and lesson learned behind each and every place we've been. God has truly had His hand on our lives. There is no question in my mind about that fact.
We have learned the meaning of Romans 8:28-29 because even when awful things have happened to our family, we know that God had a plan for it. We've learned that God is sovereign, His grace is enough, and that life can either make you better or bitter. We've chosen to let it make us better so that God will be glorified in our lives.
So Happy Anniversary to us and I pray that we have 80 more years together.....that is unless Jesus wants to come back before then! (If we continue on our current path, can you imagine how many places we'll have lived in 80 years.....never mind! I don't want to think about that!)
Nine months from today, Little Owen will be 7 years old.
We've had an eventful 7 years. We've lived in 6 different cities and in 9 different homes. Owen has had 12 jobs (some of them simultaneous), served at 6 churches, attended 2 universities and owns 1 business. We have called 8 churches our church home. We had 2 kids, 2 dogs, and 3 fish, and I've killed dozens of plants. The longest we ever lived in one location was 2 years, and that is where we live right now.
Reading this, you could easily get the wrong impression about us, but there is a story and lesson learned behind each and every place we've been. God has truly had His hand on our lives. There is no question in my mind about that fact.
We have learned the meaning of Romans 8:28-29 because even when awful things have happened to our family, we know that God had a plan for it. We've learned that God is sovereign, His grace is enough, and that life can either make you better or bitter. We've chosen to let it make us better so that God will be glorified in our lives.
So Happy Anniversary to us and I pray that we have 80 more years together.....that is unless Jesus wants to come back before then! (If we continue on our current path, can you imagine how many places we'll have lived in 80 years.....never mind! I don't want to think about that!)
Thursday, June 5, 2008
How to Stop the Fighting
So all the kids are in the nursery while their parents rehearse to sing in Sunday's worship service. Then two little girls run up to the teachers and say, "Tyson showed us his underwear!!"
Upon being asked what possessed him to do such a thing, Tyson mumbles, "Because they were fighting." Patsy, not quite understanding why that would give him a reason to show his underwear, rephrases the question. Tyson's bewildered answer: "I already told you! Because they were fighting!"
As I question Tyson in the car on the way home, I am barely able to talk without bursting into uncontrollable laughter.
"Tyson, when you and Owen are fighting, do I show you my underwear to get you to stop?"
"No, ma'am"
"Then WHY ON EARTH would you think THAT would get them to stop fighting?!!?!?!"
"I don't know."
Upon being asked what possessed him to do such a thing, Tyson mumbles, "Because they were fighting." Patsy, not quite understanding why that would give him a reason to show his underwear, rephrases the question. Tyson's bewildered answer: "I already told you! Because they were fighting!"
As I question Tyson in the car on the way home, I am barely able to talk without bursting into uncontrollable laughter.
"Tyson, when you and Owen are fighting, do I show you my underwear to get you to stop?"
"No, ma'am"
"Then WHY ON EARTH would you think THAT would get them to stop fighting?!!?!?!"
"I don't know."
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Dirty mouth? Clean it up!
Tyson took a shower by himself for the first time ever on Saturday night. (I was so proud!) He decided that it was easier to wash his hair that way. After he got out, Little O got in and afterwards decided he didn't like to wash his hair in the shower because he doesn't like eating soap. Apparently that's what happens when you take a shower.
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