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  • 28 November 2005
    I'm just gonna wait right here until I get another message... from myself.
    1 pathogens detected
    So, the bills from the unfortunate toothpick fiasco have flooded in during the past week. The current rough tally:
    Amount paid during procedure= +350
    surgery cost= -2,385
    ER cost= -1,200
    imaging costs (ultrasound)= -250
    amount donated to us by church (thank God)= +1,100
    our leftover from wedding gifts "emergency money"= 500
    estimated amount we are still short= 2,300.
    cost of plane tickets home for X-mas= 600
    Pray for us. I know it will work out somehow, but I still can't find a job and I'm a little tiny bit panicked right now.

    p.s. if you can tell me where that quote came from, i'll think you are super cool!

    27 November 2005
    Scripture
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    This was our Old Testament Scripture today:
    Isaiah 64:1-9

    Oh, that you would rip open the heavens and descend,

    make the mountains shudder at your presence--

    As when a forest catches fire,

    as when fire makes a pot to boil--

    To shock your enemies into facing you,

    make the nations shake in their boots!

    You did terrible things we never expected,

    descended and made the mountains shudder at your presence.

    Since before time began

    no one has ever imagined,

    No ear heard, no eye seen, a God like you

    who works for those who wait for him.

    You meet those who happily do what is right,

    who keep a good memory of the way you work.

    But how angry you've been with us!

    We've sinned and kept at it so long!

    Is there any hope for us? Can we be saved?

    We're all sin-infected, sin-contaminated.

    Our best efforts are grease-stained rags.

    We dry up like autumn leaves--

    sin-dried, we're blown off by the wind.

    No one prays to you

    or makes the effort to reach out to you

    Because you've turned away from us,

    left us to stew in our sins.

    Still, GOD, you are our Father.

    We're the clay and you're our potter:

    All of us are what you made us.

    Don't be too angry with us, O GOD.

    Don't keep a permanent account of wrongdoing.

    Keep in mind, please, we are your people--all of us.

    And here was the NT Scripture:
    Mark 13:24-37
    "But in those days, following that distress,
    " 'the sun will be darkened,
    and the moon will not give its light;
    the stars will fall from the sky,
    and the heavenly bodies will be shaken.'

    "At that time men will see the Son of Man coming in clouds with great power and glory. And he will send his angels and gather his elect from the four winds, from the ends of the earth to the ends of the heavens.

    "Now learn this lesson from the fig tree: As soon as its twigs get tender and its leaves come out, you know that summer is near. Even so, when you see these things happening, you know that it is near, right at the door. I tell you the truth, this generation will certainly not pass away until all these things have happened. Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will never pass away.

    "No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. Be on guard! Be alert! You do not know when that time will come. It's like a man going away: He leaves his house and puts his servants in charge, each with his assigned task, and tells the one at the door to keep watch.

    "Therefore keep watch because you do not know when the owner of the house will come back—whether in the evening, or at midnight, or when the rooster crows, or at dawn. If he comes suddenly, do not let him find you sleeping. What I say to you, I say to everyone: 'Watch!' "


    It just really hit me this morning. Peace of Christ be with y'all.

    26 November 2005
    Back in the Saddle
    1 pathogens detected
    Matt and I went to visit Lacey and Scott this weekend for Thanksgiving. We got in on Wednesday afternoon, and hung out in their awesome trailer, warming ourselves by their wood-burning stove. When they came home, we watched *Best In Show* and ate the goodies I had baked for their gift basket. On Thanksgiving, Lacey and I went riding for about 4 hours. Yes!!!! I feel so good right now. Thanksgiving was quite tasty, and we watched *The Emperor's New Groove* when we arrived back at the trailer, stuffed with turkey and pie. Mmmmm....

    Anyway, we made the trek back to Spokane today. We listened to *Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince* on the way back, and continued listening for the rest of this evening. Ahh, what a good book, and Jim Dale is SO good.

    Happy Advent season, guys! Peace of Christ!

    20 November 2005
    Tasty, Tasty
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    Made some of these crackers this morning. I think tins of these are going to go in our holiday gift baskets. The recipe comes from Matt's Grandpa Jim.

    Jim's Crackers

    2 (13 oz.) packages oyster crackers
    1 package Hidden Valley dry ranch mix
    2 tsp dill weed
    1 cup buttery popcorn oil

    Preheat oven to 275 F. Combine all ingredients in a wide, shallow baking dish. Bake 15-20 minutes, stirring 3 or 4 times. Cool and serve. Keeps in airtight package for about 10 days, though they won't last that long.

    Childrens' Books Meme
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    Tagged (in a manner of speaking) by Running2ks:

    Earliest book you remember (read to you or by you)-
    Hmmm... the earliest thing anyone remembers me reading is "Architectural Digest"... Oh. I got it. My brother and I used to read and reread "Ferdinand" compulsively.
    Picture Book you would like to climb into- Runnink2ks tempted me with "Harold and the Purple Crayon", but I think I'd rather climb into "Where the Wild Things Are". I mean, really.
    Favorite series of books (then or now)- (Hangs head in shame) Probably The Babysitter's Club, or The Saddle Club. Yeah, I know. It's not good. Now, probably Harry Potter, though I love LOTR and The Chronicles of Narnia, too.
    Character you would most like to meet -Probably Aslan. Or Eomer. Or Aragorn. Pretty much any of the good guys in LOTR.
    Last childhood book you re-read (for yourself or to someone) -I read some story about a huge, rolling pumpkin to my nephews. I don't remember the name of it, though. I also read the first 10 of A Series of Unfortunate Events.
    And I'll add one:
    Favorite Childhood Book- Either "Bridge to Tarabithia" or "Where the Red Fern Grows".

    Here's Chloe!
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    I don't know what's up with me and the skimpy tank tops, by the by. Usually (like right now) I am in a sweatshirt. Guess the snakes inspired me... hmm...

    Ooh, a Picture
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    Well, since I haven't posted many pictures lately, here's one of me and Handsome, one of our two beautiful snakes.



    I'll try to post one of Chloe soon, too.

    19 November 2005
    Matt's Grammatically Correct Wit
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    "I'm nothing if not clever! I just think you can be clever and spell correctly at the same time... if you're going to quote me, you should also add something about how I hate your body, because that seems to be the trend as of late."

    There you have it.
    4 pathogens detected
    I got my first definitive answer from a vet school today!

    "We have determined that you are not qualified to be considered for admission to the NC State College of Veterinary Medicine in the 2006 application cycle. Thank you for your interest in NC State University."

    Thanks, North Carolina. You face isn't qualified, punks!

    Movie Reviews
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    Matt and I saw *Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire* tonight. Some good parts (like the ferret and priori incantatem), some bad parts (the 1st 15 minutes). Overall, I liked the 3rd movie better, but I still enjoyed this one. This movie (like the book) definitely had the best ending. I can even say that while saying that GOF was my least favorite of the books. Best. Ending. Ever.

    About a week ago we saw *Jarhead*. That one we didn't like so much. If a movie is going to be hopeless and suicidally depressing, at least have some genuine comic relief, you know?

    In the past week, I've rented *Benny and Joon* (DVD was broken), *Independance Day* (on accident, but I still enjoyed it), both *Men in Black* movies, and (hangs head in shame) *Maid in Manhattan*. Hi, my name is Jeni, and I like Jennifer Lopez romantic comedies.

    18 November 2005
    Oh, That Was A Surprise
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    As seen at Phantom Scribbler:

    Rohirrim
    Rohirrim


    To which race of Middle Earth do you belong?
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    16 November 2005
    Bliss, Pt 2
    3 pathogens detected
    "I should get a t-shirt made that says, "I hate my stupid wife.'... Don't put that up there! It's entirely out of context." -Matt

    15 November 2005
    Yay! It's Snowing!
    3 pathogens detected
    Winter has officially begun. Becky(I mean, poptart), Why do I feel the sudden urge to watch "Little Women"?

    13 November 2005
    More Poetry
    2 pathogens detected
    When I was looking through my old poems for friday's bonanza, I came across a little one I wrote when I was taking British Literature after 1800. We had just read "Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats, and it inspired me more that the other poetry I was reading. I wrote this response, and it was promptly buried under all the drivel I was prodeucing back in the "Frosh Period". Looking at it now, I think I like it.

    "Urn"
    Keats, you have
    your urn
    but me?
    I have no ashtray
    to rhapsodize
    no painted jar
    to show me constancy
    or beauty
    there is no art
    no nature
    that can comfort death
    with this pen
    shimmering blue-hard
    in the canned light
    I write my urn

    Marital Bliss
    3 pathogens detected
    "I should get a shirt made that says 'I hate my wife.' Oh, I mean, my life."
    -Matt, 12 November 2005

    11 November 2005
    Buzz Lightyear, Sam, and Me
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    So, on the new Buzz Lightyear ride at DisneyLand, you and your seatmate have laser guns that you shoot at targets, and it keeps score of who shoots more. In addition, they take a picture of you on the ride, attach your score to it, and let you email it to yourself for free. Fun! The picture showed up in my inbox today, so here it is for your viewing pleasure. That's my sister Sam next to me.


    Incidentally, I have no idea what the "Play at home" scores are from. Also, in case you are wondering, that thing on my shoulders is a cape that Sam made me from some "Disney Princess" fleece that she found at the craft store. Have I mentioned that she's a creative genius?

    Poetry Bonanza. Sort of.
    1 pathogens detected
    After I saw Running2ks lovely poem, I was inspired to post one of my own. That inspiration quickly faded when a looked at the abysmal poerty of the last several months. So, in lieu of fresh stuff, here is a poem inspired by a trip to a certain Asian fast food place 4 years ago. I sent it to their corporation in hopes of a free shirt, but one never came.
    *Disclaimer: This is not supposed to be a serious poem, just a clever one.


    "Eating Panda Under a Gray Sky"

    We sit comfortably
    he and I
    familiar friends
    But as I place the
    sweetly spicy morsel
    oranges and peppers
    between my lips
    I look up and see
    piercing brown eyes
    They search my core
    their intensity like
    the flood of sensation
    in my mouth
    I pause
    cease chewing and
    smile around the bite
    then try to swallow
    past the heart in
    my throat
    Outside, the gray rain continues
    but here the warmth of the food
    melts the ice in my mouth
    as the warmth in his glance
    melts the reserve in my heart


    But the gray beckons
    and we must return
    to his expected affections
    and my habitual loneliness
    we are once again
    casual friends
    And for that moment
    of orange chicken
    and chow mein
    of fleeting connection
    and vague emotions
    only the faintest aftertaste
    sweetly spicy
    remains

    10 November 2005
    Ah, Employment
    4 pathogens detected
    So, I went to the hiring seminar of my former employer (the bathing dogs one). Alas, they cannot hire me for either a dog bather position or a cashier position, but they might be able to hire me for the "specialty" section (small animals, fish, and birds). I.e., the worst position in the store. That's alright with me, though. At least I'd have a job. I also gave my name to a vet clinic, and I'm off to try a few more places.

    Mary, are you going to email me that email address? Also, I miss you!

    Dinner with Bianca and Andrew last night. Much fun and pasta.

    08 November 2005
    Hmm...
    3 pathogens detected
    Am I alone in thinking that Gravy really needs a blog? Here are her qualifications:
    1. She's awesome
    2. She's hot
    3. I don't see her enough
    4. She's hilarious
    5. She loves the Lord

    C'mon, Gravy!

    I'm home!
    2 pathogens detected
    However, I will be indisposed for the remainder of the evening.

    03 November 2005
    WAHOO!!!
    3 pathogens detected
    I got an interview with this school!!! Let the people rejoice!