Tonight for "Kids Ark" at church we dyed eggs. You might be thinking, well so , I do that every year. Well we did it the old fashioned way with food color, vinegar and water. We only had three colors to use for the dye and I let the kids just go to town with choosing their colors while I handled the food color. I also used brown eggs instead of white, it is all I had at home. Let me tell you, these kids had a blast. I only gave them one egg to dye a piece but they had so much fun you would have thought I gave them all a dozen. I put some paper towels down so clean up was a blast. No their eggs were not as pretty as using white eggs but they were so neat looking because of the speckles on the brown eggs. Who knew something so simple could be so fun.
As for the religious aspect of the eggs. Well I found this devotional on a hardened heart that uses a boiled egg and uncooked egg. It was for ages 6-12 and my group was ages 4-10. I just made sure the youngest was right beside me. Long concept short... When you spin the eggs the hard-boiled egg spins and spins almost out of control. The uncooked egg will barely spin. Moral... don't let your heart be hardened by being mad, mean or telling lies because then the devil will take control and spin and spin and spin always in the wrong direction. More lies, more meanness. The un-cooked egg is still pure and can not spin much and will always stay on the right track with God. Here is the link: http://www.kidssundayschool.com/Gradeschool/Objects/1object09.php
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Saw this on a status on facebook today and had to share.
With time, women gain weight because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room, it distributes out to the rest of our body. So we aren't heavy, we are enormously cultured, educated, and happy. Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think, "Good grief..., look how smart I am!" Must be where the term "Smart A$$" came from.
I am not fat , I am educated beyond my means.
With time, women gain weight because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room, it distributes out to the rest of our body. So we aren't heavy, we are enormously cultured, educated, and happy. Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think, "Good grief..., look how smart I am!" Must be where the term "Smart A$$" came from.
I am not fat , I am educated beyond my means.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
I could have told you that...
Well, I have $90 less in my pocket today because I had to go to the doctor just for him to tell me what I could have told him. I have bronchitis.
He gave me two prescriptions that took another $50 out of my pocketbook.
Can you tell I have no health insurance?
So $140 for a good night's rest is worth it to me after three sleepless nights of coughing all night. Not that I had the extra $140, its just one bill that wont get paid this month.
I still wanted to look at the doctor and say for $140 .... I could have told you that.
He gave me two prescriptions that took another $50 out of my pocketbook.
Can you tell I have no health insurance?
So $140 for a good night's rest is worth it to me after three sleepless nights of coughing all night. Not that I had the extra $140, its just one bill that wont get paid this month.
I still wanted to look at the doctor and say for $140 .... I could have told you that.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
AHHHH!
I just saw a picture of myself on facebook from a birthday party I attended today. AHHHH! It was scary! I don't see myself being that huge but I am huge. Oh My Goodness ! It was scary!
Need to get my mind back set to my health and not everything else.
Need to get my mind back set to my health and not everything else.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Skinny people...
I am in a workshop today. The lady up front has eaten two of the Big Grab bags of Doritos, same size bag of Sunchips, and some fruit snacks. Guess what...... She is skinny. Go figure.
This only a 4 hour workshop too.
This only a 4 hour workshop too.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Updates
My days are so long right now. I think of things to blog about when I have no access to a computer. At night when I have computer time I am so tired I forget what I intended to blog about.
I am substituting every day that the weather permits. Had another snow day this week. After school I take a 50minute drive to Smithfield and back. I babysit a nice little boy until Grammy gets off work at 9 PM. This will only last another 2.5 weeks because mommy is coming back from her overseas duty and will take him with her back to another state. I will miss that little booger. My nephew will miss him too. They have been best friends since July.
While traveling to this town everyday I have learned the smells of the packing plant. I will not name it but it is famous for its ham. Let me tell you it does not smell good when they are processing it. Quite nasty. Two days in a row it has been the same smell and I am personally rethinking my liking of ham.
I sent a text to Grammy today that said.... "You must have become immune to this smell in Piggiefield. Woowee it is bad." She replies.."No , I have not but you try living here."
It is a wonder anyone there in this town actually eats the ham after smelling that all the time. Blahhh!
I will miss that little kid but I must say I will not miss the smell coming from the plant when I drive over there and wait on his bus. Give me the good old non-smelly shipyard any day.
One day we were picking him up from his school and I went right through the area that the plant is located. It was my first time to smell such a thing. My nephew held his nose and asked.."What the heck are you eating up there?" I was not eating anything and don't know why he thought anyone would be eating anything that smelled like that.
If I had to smell that everyday , I think I would go vegetarian.
After I finished this post , it dawned on me that I had an interview at this facility years ago for an account manager. I look back now and am thankful I did not accept that job. Woowee! God works in mysterious ways.
I am substituting every day that the weather permits. Had another snow day this week. After school I take a 50minute drive to Smithfield and back. I babysit a nice little boy until Grammy gets off work at 9 PM. This will only last another 2.5 weeks because mommy is coming back from her overseas duty and will take him with her back to another state. I will miss that little booger. My nephew will miss him too. They have been best friends since July.
While traveling to this town everyday I have learned the smells of the packing plant. I will not name it but it is famous for its ham. Let me tell you it does not smell good when they are processing it. Quite nasty. Two days in a row it has been the same smell and I am personally rethinking my liking of ham.
I sent a text to Grammy today that said.... "You must have become immune to this smell in Piggiefield. Woowee it is bad." She replies.."No , I have not but you try living here."
It is a wonder anyone there in this town actually eats the ham after smelling that all the time. Blahhh!
I will miss that little kid but I must say I will not miss the smell coming from the plant when I drive over there and wait on his bus. Give me the good old non-smelly shipyard any day.
One day we were picking him up from his school and I went right through the area that the plant is located. It was my first time to smell such a thing. My nephew held his nose and asked.."What the heck are you eating up there?" I was not eating anything and don't know why he thought anyone would be eating anything that smelled like that.
If I had to smell that everyday , I think I would go vegetarian.
After I finished this post , it dawned on me that I had an interview at this facility years ago for an account manager. I look back now and am thankful I did not accept that job. Woowee! God works in mysterious ways.
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