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Name: Bethie & Jeanine
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Interests: Singing, singing, singing and singing. Art. Songwriting. Writing... only sometimes lymericks! Family. Friends. Love. And especially Jesus. Did we mention singing?


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Member Since: 10/7/2005

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Friday, February 17, 2006

Frozen boogers!

Brrrrr!  And again... brrrrrr!   Didn't I mention it's cold?  It's currently -13 degrees farenheight or so with 20-30 mph winds.  Yes, that's very cold.  I entertained my nieces & nephew on the west coast with stories of frozen boogers and frozen nose hair that tickle when you breathe while waiting for my car to warm up at least enough to stop groaning at me.  This Seattleite is still not used to midwest winters, even after 4 years.

Now, this is fun all in itself... but just wait, it gets better!  Yesterday, in our second floor apt. our sink backed up about 16 gallons of water!  Which means wet carpets, Stephen wading in the kitchen, the downstairs neighbor wondering why her ceiling is leaking and after coming to check, responding to the sight of my wading husband with R2D2 (shop vac) in his hands with "Oh my!"  (Side note: isn't it funny how our compaints of our own suffering or inconvenience die quickly in the sight of the cause of the trouble in the midst of even worse trouble that could very well have been ours.)  She quickly ran to ask our 3rd floor neighbors to refrain from using water until it was fixed.  Fixing meant a failed attempt with the big 'ol snake that usually does the job, and having to call a big time plumber.  You see, in these buildings the pipes are supposed to straight down each of the 3 apts.... but no!  Someone at some point decided some nice little twists and turns might be a good idea!  Someone take the "idea lightbulb" away from that person!  They are cut off!

Now I've gotten your attention, and you're starting to feel empathy, but still, we're just getting going!  Today, the 30 miles an hour wind in the -10 or more weather was blowing full blast against the side of our building where all the baseboard heaters are (can I mention here that this is NOT my favorite form of heating anyway?  Well I did anyway, so there!)  Now, more background- we hardly ever run our heaters for 2 reasons: 1) the air circulation is so bad in this apt. it's usually too hot and we have to keep fans going 24/7 365 days a yr. so we don't really need the extra heat.  2) Every other apt. or house I've had with baseboard heaters did not work right, and if you turned them on a smidge they kept right on heating until it was 90 degrees or you turned it off again.  It didn't matter what temp. you turned it to.  So I'm used to just leaving it off unless I need it.  So, what happened today?  The lovely radiator blew and leaked all over the living room.  Hadn't even gotten yesterday's affected carpet quite dry.

So, back come the repair guys, and on top of our home, they had 12 other similar calls today!  Poor guys!  It's after 10 p.m. and they're still plugging at it, hoping that when it's fixed and turned on, the ones in the other two rooms don't do the same thing!  Stephen spent his day trying to unfreeze the pipes with a hair dryer and tried to keep the apt. warm with candles and oil lamps.  After I got home from work at 9:30, laden with KFC, I had to put on two pairs of socks, two pairs of sweats, two long sleeve t-shirts, and a hoodie.  And here I sit in the warmest room in the house (now a balmy 67 degrees thanks to all the computer generated heat) typing this and offering up prayers for the radiator, the pipes, my husband and the poor repairmen.

Worst case scenario, the other baseboards could also leak.  If it happens in the bedroom, it wouldn't be too bad... our bed is no longer on the floor (thanks to grandma's old bed frame) and we just organized our plethera of laundry.  However, if it happens in the computer room... eeek!  There's a lot of computer equipment and desks that would need to be moved.  Not good at all!  God willing things will go fine once they get the one in the living room repaired.

One of the things we can count on in our lives... it's never boring!  Some days, I'd really welcome a little boredom... and I'm sure the 3 men in my living room would agree!

Blessings,
Bethie


Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Happy Valentine's Day

Here's a collection of Surimono style (japanese) greeting cards I made for my kidlets for Valentines day - have fun reading the sappy poetry!


High fashion may dictate,
Which clothes are "the latest",
But rags or prom dresses,
I know you're the Greatest!




Winter and Spring,
Summer and Fall,
My heart's happy knowing,
You're just down the hall.




If we fell off a mountain,
Into a pit of green goo...
There's no one I'd rather
Be stuck with - than you!


Sunday, February 05, 2006



GO SEAHAWKS!!!
Need I say more?
Bethie


Thursday, January 12, 2006

Ever long for change
Yet it takes so long?
You begin to wonder
When the change will begin...

Ever try to be patient
Yet your patience is tried?
You will do your best here
While it is there that seems best...

Ever watch yourself grow
Yet are surprised by what is seen?
You are more than you were
Now that fear grows  no more...

To be continued...

~ Bethie ~
There's something so rich about the abstract...



Thursday, December 29, 2005

Merry Christmas!

First of all, I just have to announce (even though those who read this already know) that Boogyman is done with school!  Woo hoo!  He graduated with honors last Thursday- we're all sooooo proud of him.  It has been a long haul for us both, but worth it.  Now comes the job search and the hope to be able to move west soon.

         

We had a very relaxing and enjoyable Christmas.  It was just Stephen and I and his parents.  Quite a change from the rowdy, children filled Christmases we have back home where I'm from, but very nice nonetheless.  Timmie was extremely entertaining, here are some pictures to demonstrate.  It was awesome to have a day to just hang with Mom & Dad and take it easy.



             

This holiday season I was really hit by the irony of how people behave in public this time of year.  This was my first time Christmas not travelling since I started working at a mall location.  How is it that during a time of giving and supposed peace, when our focus is ideally on others and not ourselves, that a fair majority of people in the stores and on the road act in ways that are rude, selfish, disrespectful and sometimes downright mean and unsafe.  And carried with that is an attitude of "I have a very good reason for acting this way therefore you have no right to be upset or surprised at my actions."  Man... it makes you just want to hide at home and not go anywhere.  When my employees get almost hit or run over trying to get to work, and come back from getting lunch so stressed and harried they need a break from their break, and half my customers find it a challenge to be polite... I have to ask, what in the world are we doing all of this for?

Do our loved ones really make us feel like we have to prove our love by getting them lots of stuff?  Are we trying to compete with friends or relatives to impress?  Are we putting ourselves in debt to be paid off over many months for an hour of gift exchanging where the receivers take 30 seconds with each gift and certain children actually limit their thank yous to the gifts they really wanted and rudely set aside the rest?  Now granted, not everyone succumbs to the commercialization of Christmas, but I felt so overwhelmed by it this year.  And I even can get caught up in it... "oh, I should ask for this" and "I really need this" and "Is there any money in the card?"  I try really hard not to be rude and run over people in my rush to buy stuff, but selfishness is selfishness, and I know Who I'm really hurting.

Jesus, You are the reason to celebrate.  You made yourself lower, you came, you loved, you died, you rose, you assended and you continue to love and prepare to have us home with you in heaven.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.  Forgive me for losing sight when I do, and may your peace somehow shine through all the seasonal crap around us.

Wishing all of you a marvelous New Year and at least some time of joy and peace.  Enjoy your families, friends, and most of all, your Prince of Peace.

Love,
Bethie



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