Update: Due to war crimes committed in rotting detention camps, the fruit-flies have secceded power. A rotting mass of strawberry tops and balsamic vinegar tucked into a bowl covered tightly in plastic with holes punched into it created the perfect trap. They couldn't help themselves, they had to get at that fruit, but there would be no escaping.
Update: My dear friend, the one who rolled out the Smith and Wesson Welcome Wagon, has been picked up, unless he magically came up with 20k, he is rotting in jail for a few days. He failed to appear in court and a warrant was issued for his arrest. Knowing people who know people who know people who signed up for a certain type of job pushed up the date of his eventual arrest significantly-probably by years. I can't help but wonder how he liked having the gun shoved in HIS face. Then I feel guilty, not because he got picked up, not because he got a gun shoved in his face, but because I feel so happy about it, and like it was a little revenge, and I can't reconcile that little devil who is jumping for joy with that part of me that wants to be Christlike and forgiving.
Update: Parent Teacher conferences last week resulted in both joy and frustration. But I think that's normal. Academically, Goob is doing excellent. Socially, he makes friends easily and is a good leader. Behaviorally, it might be easier on his teacher if he weren't such a good leader. Did I already tell the story about "killing those damn pigeons"? if not, let's just say, he learned that kind of behavior at home. What are we supposed to do about that?
Update: Lily gets to be a "training girl" as she puts it. 30 mins once a week our Taekwondo instructor is holding a class for a few of the little sisters in the group. Yesterday Lily didn't participate, she was pretty grumpy from staying up for most of the 6 hour ride home from San Diego on Sunday Night, and getting up at 3:00am to watch cartoons. But when we left she was all smiles and couldn't wait to go have her play date next Monday.
Update: Our ward is in the middle of an Emergency Preparedness drill. I learned something new. Did you know that in a true emergency, your pantry could become the Bishop's storehouse? My first thoughts on this were: "Well, that's one way to experience living the law of consecration and prove willingness to do it," followed by "I've got some work to do, I sure don't want to be the one taking things from somebody else's pantry." I had the opportunity to fill out a sheet with exactly what I currently have in my pantry. Its far better than it would have been 3 months ago, but I'm lacking in the protein department.
Update: We took our neighbors with us to the Easter Pageant. They loved it. They have invited themselves to church with us next week. Obviously we are welcoming them!
Update: Its birthday week. Yesterday was Great Grandma Margie, Today is Aunt Jessica and our friend Christina, and tomorrow is Gabriel.
That's all folks!
8 comments:
I'm glad that he was finally picked up, Lisa. I think that will go a long way to helping you with your PTSD.
I have to admit, it would be unimaginably difficult to make all the prepardness and sacrifices necessary to have a supply of food for my family and then watch it be doled out so that I no longer had the supply my family needed. Because in some situations, some miracle would prevail and my family would be taken care of anyway. And in other situations, we'd suffer just like everyone else who was not prepared. And that doesn't seem equitable, at best. At what point do those who are not prepared actually have consequences (other than some level of ashamedness at using other peoples' prepardness supplies?) Don't get me wrong, I think it is important to share and be willing to give all. I wouldn't want to watch those around me go hungry! It would just be a difficult situation to go through.
I'm glad that they caught up to the guy...I'd be pretty happy about it in your situation, too!
And, I have a lot of work to do on my food storage as well. We've majorly depleted it the last few months.
I am SO glad that they got the guy!! And I don't think that you should feel bad for him--he deserves to know how you felt when he did it to you (can you tell that I am all about revenge?).
Lots of updates! I also, sadly, need to beef up (no pun intended) the protein section of my pantry. Sure, my freezer is plenty beefed up due to the selflessness of Frankie, but what if the power went out? I'd be hosed. *sigh*
I wouldn't want to list all the things I have in my cupboards— I would be too depressed. It's hard enough trying to find something to make let along make sure that there is enough on hand in case of a disaster.
Great update. It's not always easy to feel Christ-like when faced with a bully. We are required to forgive, but I'm not sure if there is a time-limit put on that.
I love the way you use your words! You and Lara have a beautiful way to express yourselves in everyday and not so everyday experiences!!
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