http://imdb.com/title/tt0880578/
So my movie outing was good. There were more people there than I imagined would be. There were many previews which I enjoy. Our small town has gone to digital movies, so you no longer hear the film in the background. I kind of miss that.
The movie hasn't been getting the best of reviews, but I enjoyed it. It had a few silly moments in it, and it was kind of gross but I had a good time. I did feel a little gross afterward, considering the concept. I tend to be a little naive about what's on the Internet , I want to believe that there are only good things. This movie talked about a lot of the bad, and the potential for what could be on there next. I know there is disturbing stuff on the Internet. I watched A Mighty Heart the other day, and afterwards I knew the possibility existed that I could watch his death on the Internet. I contemplated this for several minutes, and ultimately decided that I would not watch it. I think it's natural to be curious, but to take it beyond that is another thing. I also didn't want to support it, and I felt if I watched I would be supporting the terrorists. It also makes me scared about what my kids might have seen on the Internet. I'm pretty good about watching where they go, and the computer is kept in a central location, but it's still scary.
I like Diane Lane, I saw her talk about this movie on the Today show, she had really short hair. I prefer her with longer hair, like in the movie, as if she's going to listen to me. She's a good actress though.
Our family watched a German movie called The Tunnel (Tunnel, Der http://imdb.com/title/tt0251447/ ) It was wonderful to hear German again. I ended up being exhausted from the events early in the evening, and missed the end of it. Omar really enjoyed it though, which says a lot since it was a drama, and they don't usually hold his attention as well.
We are having some trouble with one of our children, that is impacting the whole family. It came to a head last night, and the issue was confronted. I'm not sure what's going to happen with it. We could use your prayers or positive thoughts. I don't know what we are going to do. I went to sleep wishing I could hear from my father. A few years ago I would have never imagined myself thinking that, but there I was lying in bed, hoping he would call tomorrow and take us out to dinner. Sure enough he did. He asked if I could sew a button on for him. He arrived a half our early, bringing a trunk full of groceries. He has done that for the past few weeks, arrive unexpectedly bearing food. I feel like I finally have dad. Not because of the groceries, but just him being around and saying nice things. It's different. It actually gives me a bit of anxiety, I can feel it in my hand, like when I was fourteen and having panic attacks. I don't know if it's because I'm scared that it's too good to be true, or I'm just not used to it. There's been a lot going on to be anxious about though, so it could be many things. The wonderful thing is I have a dad, who loves me, and I can feel that now.
I found out that he's pretty spiritual today. We talked about being psychic...he even talked about an article he read about seeing spirits. He said that he's been having that happen to him a lot the past year. He believes it is either my mom, or his mother. I never knew he believed in that. It's kind of cool, that we could actually talk about that together. It was cool to sew his button on too.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Today
So far today, I have exercised, for like a half hour. That's pretty awesome. I'm catching up on tv, but I really should be writing. I am going to blog about my writing. I am planning the February 1 launch date of serial novel. I'm excited and very nervous. I want to have reader involvement. I don't know how often to do it though. I am hearing a lot about once a week, but that doesn't seem a whole lot. I want to keep their interest. Any suggestions?
i am going to look on some of the popular blogs, and see what they do.
i am going to look on some of the popular blogs, and see what they do.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Creative Dream Game
So I am going to play this game today, called the Creative Dream Game, Sark...not sure of her first name... This is her website
http://www.planetsark.com/index.htm
I got these cards at a retreat I went to, I won them at a raffle. So I randomly picked a card, and I got "micromovements". The idea of the card is that I recognize a dream, and write down something that will take between 5 seconds and 5 minutes to accomplish toward that dream.
So, my dream: hmmm...I'm stuck right now. I will come back.
Instead I will talk about Church today. It was an amazing experience. Today was white stone day. This was my first experience doing this, but it's a Unity thing that's been going on a long time. You are given a white stone when you come in, and a pen as well. On the white stone you will write your name, the name that God is going to give you for the next year. Reverand Carolyn, talked about how not to doubt it, that you will hear it during the meditation and to trust what you hear. Sometimes it won't make sense, but it is real, and its meaning will be revealed if you don't understand.
I heard mine loud and clear, and it was frustrating because it was a word that I would have not choosen myself. I kept hearing her voice saying to trust it, and after the word revealed itself to me several times I wrote it down. Omar was sitting to my right and he wrote down his as well. I don't want to tell the world what our words were, because I only want to share that with a few, but I will say that they made up something together...which was really amazing. The whole experience was wonderful.
Things have been more peaceful at home. Our room mate has decided to move out, which is all right. I am trying to think of how to now re-arrange the rooms. If you have any suggestions let me know :)
http://www.planetsark.com/index.htm
I got these cards at a retreat I went to, I won them at a raffle. So I randomly picked a card, and I got "micromovements". The idea of the card is that I recognize a dream, and write down something that will take between 5 seconds and 5 minutes to accomplish toward that dream.
So, my dream: hmmm...I'm stuck right now. I will come back.
Instead I will talk about Church today. It was an amazing experience. Today was white stone day. This was my first experience doing this, but it's a Unity thing that's been going on a long time. You are given a white stone when you come in, and a pen as well. On the white stone you will write your name, the name that God is going to give you for the next year. Reverand Carolyn, talked about how not to doubt it, that you will hear it during the meditation and to trust what you hear. Sometimes it won't make sense, but it is real, and its meaning will be revealed if you don't understand.
I heard mine loud and clear, and it was frustrating because it was a word that I would have not choosen myself. I kept hearing her voice saying to trust it, and after the word revealed itself to me several times I wrote it down. Omar was sitting to my right and he wrote down his as well. I don't want to tell the world what our words were, because I only want to share that with a few, but I will say that they made up something together...which was really amazing. The whole experience was wonderful.
Things have been more peaceful at home. Our room mate has decided to move out, which is all right. I am trying to think of how to now re-arrange the rooms. If you have any suggestions let me know :)
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Gonna try this youtube thing
Now don't hold it against me if some crazy people show up on here with some crazy talk...I have no idea what's going to come up.
This one had the tag adoption and mental illness. Not that they necessarily go together... Although with my adoption, I have been experiencing some mental illness, or is it that I had a mental illness which caused me to adopt, creating a vicious cycle.
This one was tagged with muslims...hmmm... I was hoping that I would get little mosque on the prairie, a show that my husband loves to watch...shot in the dark i know, it will be interesting to see what actually shows up...
This one had the tag adoption and mental illness. Not that they necessarily go together... Although with my adoption, I have been experiencing some mental illness, or is it that I had a mental illness which caused me to adopt, creating a vicious cycle.
This one was tagged with muslims...hmmm... I was hoping that I would get little mosque on the prairie, a show that my husband loves to watch...shot in the dark i know, it will be interesting to see what actually shows up...
Friday, January 4, 2008
Diapers
A couple of months ago my youngest was finally out of diapers. It was then that I realized I had spent the last eight years changing diapers. That's a really long time. I think I am ready for a break.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
The Most Amazing Christmas Ever part 2
The next day my eldest daughter had a concert at school. My father came and took us out to dinner before the contest. There's a lot of history there, and for reasons I don't want to explain, I was just starting to trust my father again. There were a lot of reasons there not to ask for money, and to not explain everything that had been going on. I thought it was wonderful he was taking us out to dinner and accepted that from him with no issue. Six children out to dinner takes a lot of energy. We had done this restaurant a few times, so it went a little easier, but by the end of the meal I realized the three youngest would not be able to sit through the concert. I decided to take them home, and Omar and my father continued on to the concert.
My husband called me about thirty minutes later, excited. "Your father just gave us $200 for Christmas." He went on to say that my father wanted it only to be used for Christmas gifts, which was fine with me. Food had been taken care of, church was taking care of some of the gifts, and now we could buy a few ourselves. I didn't know what to say, except continuing to say thank you to God.
I wanted to thank my father, but I was overwhelmed by his generousity and a little scared by it as well. I waited a few days, and then called him.
His generousity continued, "I'd like to come down there and take you out to get some groceries. I'll just push the cart and pay, you pick out what you need."
I couldn't believe it. It was coming just in time. I was hesitant to get very much, but when my father came down to take me to the store, he told me he wanted me to get whatever I would normally get. My father even put in special treats that we normally wouldn't spend the money on. Orange juice, honey, and candy weren't usually present in our shopping cart. It was a fantastic trip, it took a few aisles to get comfortable with picking out what I wanted, but by the end I had over $500 worth of groceries. This was helping us out so much. Some of the food would go into next month, helping to lighten our grocery bill.
Our blessings continued, the next day we went to Church, and received the gifts for the kids from them. It had become a church project, with several people participating. Someone even gave Omar and I $50, with explicit instructions that it be used for a date night. Later that day my father gave us another $200 for Christmas presents. Our Christmas was going to be like every other that came before. It was such a miracle.
Christmas was fantastic. Dare I say the most amazing Christmas ever. Just when I thought there was no hope, everything turned around. I truly believe God worked through all those people to let Omar and I know we are not alone, and that He truly does see everything. He knows, and we are taken care of.
My husband called me about thirty minutes later, excited. "Your father just gave us $200 for Christmas." He went on to say that my father wanted it only to be used for Christmas gifts, which was fine with me. Food had been taken care of, church was taking care of some of the gifts, and now we could buy a few ourselves. I didn't know what to say, except continuing to say thank you to God.
I wanted to thank my father, but I was overwhelmed by his generousity and a little scared by it as well. I waited a few days, and then called him.
His generousity continued, "I'd like to come down there and take you out to get some groceries. I'll just push the cart and pay, you pick out what you need."
I couldn't believe it. It was coming just in time. I was hesitant to get very much, but when my father came down to take me to the store, he told me he wanted me to get whatever I would normally get. My father even put in special treats that we normally wouldn't spend the money on. Orange juice, honey, and candy weren't usually present in our shopping cart. It was a fantastic trip, it took a few aisles to get comfortable with picking out what I wanted, but by the end I had over $500 worth of groceries. This was helping us out so much. Some of the food would go into next month, helping to lighten our grocery bill.
Our blessings continued, the next day we went to Church, and received the gifts for the kids from them. It had become a church project, with several people participating. Someone even gave Omar and I $50, with explicit instructions that it be used for a date night. Later that day my father gave us another $200 for Christmas presents. Our Christmas was going to be like every other that came before. It was such a miracle.
Christmas was fantastic. Dare I say the most amazing Christmas ever. Just when I thought there was no hope, everything turned around. I truly believe God worked through all those people to let Omar and I know we are not alone, and that He truly does see everything. He knows, and we are taken care of.
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