The Thieving Mom-pie

I was doing some grocery shopping and talking to my friend Kristen on the phone when I got into a coughing fit.

So I hung up the phone with Kristen, took Micah out of the shopping cart and went to the front of the store to get a bottle of water, all this while i was still coughing like a maniac and everyone was staring at me.  I drank most of the water immediately, thinking that I'll just keep the bottle with me and pay for it when I check out. Not 5 mins later, I had to go to the bathroom, and nobody can hold it when they're coughing hard. Unfortunately, I didn't put shoes on Micah cos i didn't think i'd need it, and we all know how "clean" walmart's bathroom is, so i had to have him on my lap while i went to the bathroom (2nd time i've done this). After trying to put on my pants and stuff with one hand, i left the bathroom. And then i realized that micah had dropped the bottle in the bathroom, and someone had already gone into the cubicle.

So now, i owe walmart $1.50 for a bottle of unpaid water.

I know have haven't been posting for awhile, and it's due to pure laziness in sorting out my thoughts. I have however been updating Micah's blog pretty regularly because it takes less effort to think like a one-year old. So, swing by his blog for some fun pictures and videos!

Food that is SO bad for you, yet SO tasty.....

Two more months of nursing, and then I have to wean. Which means no more of that luxurious cushion of 600 extra calories a day. So I might as well live it to the fullest.

Terrible food I ate today: 3 scrambled eggs with shredded cheese, half a big bag of Kettle Cooked Wasabi potato chips. (Big as in the big bag you're supposed to share with people) and chili cheese fries.

What's worse for you? Chili cheese fries or funnel cake?

Currently Reading The Bonesetter's Daughter: A Novel (Ballantine Reader's Circle) By Amy Tan see related

Wow, it has been awhile, hasn't it? The last time I really gave an update was at the beginning of the summer!! And now the summer is coming to a close, which I can hardly believe! I would say the highlights of my summer have been:

1) My brother visiting

2) VBS

3) Wendy visiting

I'm not liking the month of August so much, because new things are starting up, and I'm always apprehensive and unsure about them. Also, I might be taking an audition with for The Woodlands Symphony, and everybody knows what a BLAST auditions are..  But it's good, cos I do want to play with them.

Speaking of music, Dan and I had a discussion recently about the weirdness of my musicianship. We both came to the conclusion that I really do like music LESS than anyone in the world, even for a regular person, let alone a musician!! I mean, I don't listen to music when I'm alone, I would rather listen to a movie or the TV. (And as I'm typing this, I'm listening to an episode of "The Office" on my computer.) The only time I listen to music is when I'm in the car, and only because DVDs don't play in the car. Otherwise, silence is good enough for me.

Granted there are bands that I do like very much, like Muse, Cake and a bunch of others, but I only like listening to them with Dan, and again, when we're in the car.

So, unlike most musicians, where music is a passion and an essential part of life, it really isn't that way for me. I like playing music, but mostly for the social effect of it. I love performing, playing with people, and being part of musical projects, but unless I'm involved in it, I don't care as much for it.

I guess that's why I'm not as good of a musician as some others. I don't listen enough. Which is ironic, because (and I'm not trying to boast here) God has given me some talent for it. You know, there are alot of music lovers out there who would have liked to have this talent. And I am thankful that He gave it to me, because music has been a big part of my life, but I know some people who really would have (watch out, Seth Forster expression to follow) punched a nun for it.

So, as I sit here in this season of my life, where I'm mostly a mom and kind of a musician, my question now is, is God's calling for us determined by the talents He gives us, or the desires? Or perhaps, His callings are affirmed by a combination of both? If so, what would the ratio of talent to desires be?

She's been passed around so many times, that she calls whoever gives her food and plays with her "mommy". Even if it's only for a day.