I have a different approach to New Year’s Resolution/s.
Instead of making a resolution I know I will not achieve.
I make a fun resolution!
The first year I did this I resolved to drink 1 Andy’s milkshake a week.
I DID IT! I kept my resolution for an entire year!
It was fun and I was excited about accomplishing it. BIG WIN!
2009 Resolution
I resolve to wear more flowers in my hair!
One of my favorite items I received at Christmas was an owl lamp from Santa.
I have a co-worker named Julie Scott and about a month ago her husband lost the use of his hands. They have recently diagnosed him with Lou Gehrig’s Disease and given him 2 years to live. As you can probably imagine this has been a huge hit to them.
Here’s how you can help…
Eat Chick-fil-a on
Thursday, December 18th
at the Lakeland Mall
between 5 & 8.
Mention Julie Scott’s name and a portion of the proceeds they make during those hours will go to help Julie and her family.
You probably have to go to the mall anyway to start Christmas shopping.
Who doesn’t love a tasty chicken “sang-wich”?
Plus you would be helping out a family.
No, he’s not the latest wrestler on WWE.
It is a “high tech blaster.”
Yeah, you heard me.
According to the Washington Post, there is a siren that gives off low frequency vibrations from 200 ft. away to ensure police officers safe navigation through traffic.
It’s not a mini earthquake…
and you didn’t just make it to 2nd base…
and your car isn’t about to implode…
it’s THE RUMBLER!
I don’t do Christmas cards.
It’s not my thing.
It’s fun getting them.
I always think “I should take a christmas-ish picture and mail it out.”
But that would take initiative.
And time.
And I wouldn’t be happy with your typical photo in front of the tree in a Santa hat.
Then that would take creativity.
And I would start with good intentions, but become bored.
And I would be lucky to get them mailed by Valentines Day.
Consider this your Christmas card.
TO: Loyal Blog Reader
FROM: Emily Thompson
“I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
and wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Good tidings, Feliz Navidad from my house to yours. Have a joyous holiday. May your Christmas be filled with the blessing of new possibilities and past memories. Let your heart and home be full of love, peace and hope this year as you remember the reason for the season.
“…I bring you good news that will bring great joy to all people!” Luke 2:10
Love and hugs!
Em
dun-dun-dunnnnn.
Every year we start in September.
We brainstorm. Argue. Agree. Plan. Brainstorm. Take notes. Measure walls. Brainstorm. Argue. Brainstorm. Finalize. Paint paper.
This year the theme was “I’d like to teach the world to sing.” All our decorations are homemade, so we paint huge sheets of paper to use.
Blue door, the oldest class, was Mexico and they were going to teach the world to sing about Love. They had a cactus covered in Christmas lights and the biggest poinsetta I’ve ever seen. The sang “I’d like to teach the world to sing” and of course “Feliz Navidad”
My class, the Purple door, was India and ironically we taught India how to sing about peace. I covered the outside of our classroom with black paper that the kids painted and added silver sized stars. I made a pho-taj mahal and added a lotus garland around the doorway. We finished the look off with diwali lamps. We wrote a piggy back song about “Diwali” to the tune of The Mulberry bush. We also sang “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star” and a song called “Teaching Peace” by Red Grammer. The boys wore turbans. The girls wore jingle bells on their ankles and delicate scarves. A former parent that is from India donated gold jewels to stick to their foreheads and taught us a dance that the children performed “flawlessly.”
It was 4 months of hectic decorating.
And it was over in an hour.
…364 days til the next Christmas Program!!!!
and his name is Alex Anderson.
For those of you who are interested, this is how we met:
My co-teacher received flowers from her husband. A mom of a child in my class asked who the flowers were from and used that as an opportunity to ask if I was single. I said I was available, so she proceeded to explain to me why I should meet her friend Triple A. Her questions and comments about him came at rapid fire. She commented that she though I would be perfect for him, because of my purple Star Wars shirt. He is a big Star Wars fan too!
My first thought was “say something, say: I’m not interested, say: I don’t do set-ups”
Instead I just stood there nodding with my mouth hanging open. I was overwhelmed, but assumed she was just talking and would forget about her matchmaking.
She didn’t.
I had my worries that he would show up in full Darth Vader costume, but I was somewhat positive that this set-up wouldn’t happen.
He found me on facebook and friend requested me.
I accepted, because the message he sent was normal, polite and hilarious.
At this point I decided that I could come out of this situation with a new friend, so I emailed back.
He asked for my number, so he could call me. I said sure, because it’s just a phone call.
We talked for 2 hours and made plans to meet at Books A Million the following Sunday.
I said sure. We met and spent 4 hours at Books A Million. He then asked if he could take me out to dinner.
I said sure. Then I said if he wanted to see me the following week, he would have to drive to Winter Haven.
He did. Then he came by work on my birthday to give me a present.
He asked if he could cook me dinner sometime.
I said sure. Then we drove to St. Pete to meet his parents. Then he came to church with me and then we were dating.
That’s not the exact order of how things went down, but I had to spare some of the details. Otherwise it would have been similar to a chapter in Twilight and I do not want to put you through that. Trust me.
Either way the cool part is it just happened. One day we were dating.
*For those of you who missed out on the previous post. I asked for words, any kind of words and will now use them in this post. Shall we begin.
I am STILL reading Twilight. It is indeed barmecidal. I don’t read romance novels and this is cheesy, teenage, I’ve-known-you-8-days-and-I-will-love-you-forever-you-are-my-life, kind of romance novel. I’m on page 335 and there has not been one vampire fight. I was given an erroneous critique of the book and was expecting some quality action. Unfortunate. The plot definitely has potential.
On Wednesday, I scored like 8,004 girlfriend points. Alex was in Sarasota opening a new Publix and Wednesday night was Family night. All the managers get to introduce their families. It’s quite the brouhaha. Alex had been telling me about family nights for a couple of weeks, but there was no way I would make it at 6:30 in Sarasota. Or could I? :::cue evil laugh::: With the help of our matchmaker I was able to leave early and hitch a ride to Sarasota. Donned in a lovely black dress and a pair of really hot shoes. I was able to surprise him! Project S.A. (Surprise Alex) was not a fumblequat!
If I have been pithy with you lately, it is because of the PCDC Christmas program. Let’s take 20 children hyped up on Christmas energy, stick them up on a stage and have them sing songs about “teaching India how to sing about peace.” Yeah, things have been hectic. If I had 5 gallon bucket of syrup, I would guzzle it just so I could keep up. Who am I kidding? The only thing that would get me through this week is if I unsheathed my wand and exclaimed “expelliarmus.” Then I would no longer be threatened by Diwali lamps.
The next section of my blog will be scant of details, because I feel I’m reaching the “too long” point for a Monday night blog.
- I helped Alex buy and set up his Christmas tree yesterday.
- www.wellsforafrica.com Check it out! I was very excited about church on Sunday. It will change your Christmas this year. Props to this guy for a kick-ass website.
- There was loud banging on our roof this morning. I walked out our front door only to feel like an extruder (not to be confused with an intruder.) Their was some guy on a ladder fixing our eaves.
- I put up a Christmas tree in my room only to discover that my childhood ornaments are AWOL. I suppose I could search the garage, but for all I know they are in the freezer next to a package of backstrap.
- Despite what this guy says, I had to use my brute strength to break down Olivia’s door, because Will locked it.
TA-DA! That was fun for me! Thanks to everyone who shared a word.
Give me a word and I will use them all in my next blog.
Anything from extrapolate to dollop.
I have found myself with time to blog.
I have a lot to catch you guys up on.
I was going to blog about the tea party yesterday. I have really cute pictures on my camera, but I haven’t downloaded them yet.
I was going to blog about today, but it has pretty much rained all day long. I went over to Alex’s because he is sick, sick, sick. I took him cough drops, orange juice and soup and pretty much enjoyed a quiet, lazy afternoon.
I was going to blog about Project S.A., but it’s top secret and I am unable to talk about it at this time.
I was going to blog about the 2 movies I’ve seen recently: The Changeling (2 thumbs down) and Four Christmases (2 thumbs up), but I don’t want to have to relive through The Changeling . Four Christmases is your standard feel good Christmas movie.
I was going to blog about Thanksgiving, but I basically did what you did. I ate some turkey and other delicious-ness and enjoyed spending time with family and friends.
I was going to blog about Christmas stuff. Like my favorite song, movie, tradition and what not, but I’m still working through the riff-raff.
I was going to blog about the Christmas program at work. Entitled: “I’d like to teach the world to sing!”, but I’m stressed about it and I don’t want to write about it much less think about it.
I was going to blog about shopping on Black Friday, but I didn’t.
So I was going to blog, but…
