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November 30, 2007

Over 10 years in the running & we’re still going strong (though 2 of us live alone and the other two have roommates demanding diaper changes).  Our quality time together is even more important these days …

 

a class act (for sure)

November 29, 2007

 I had the privilege of catching Andrew Peterson’s Behold the Lamb tour tonite; what a treat.

51lkmk3n0bl__aa240_.jpgYou sit on your couch, beer or soda in your hand and junk food by your side watching TV for hours — that’s ordinary.  You work around the clock not because you have to feed your family, but for no other reason than to park a better car in your garage than your neighbors have — that’s ordinary.  You get up from the couch to play with your kids or you give your time and energy to help educate a prisoner or lend an ear to an elderly person — that’s extraordinary.  Why?  Because you are giving.  Every gift breaks the barrier between the sacred and the mundane and floods the mundane with the sacred.  When a gift is given, life becomes extraordinary because God’s own gift giving flows through the giver.

–Miroslav Volf, Free of Charge

looking for the perfect gift?

November 27, 2007

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There’s one on-line shopping site I always find myself perusing as Christmas day approaches. 

(I’m a little embarrassed to come clean here; this shouldn’t be so funny still.)

But it is.  So here I am (at despair.com).  For those in search of that profoundly-witty-niche-gift …

Incredibly talented.  Apparently classy.  I’m eager to watch the full-version of his recent film (released on Christmas day).

I love the (or should I say my) traditional Thanksgiving dinner.  Nanie’s frozen-strawberry “salad” (code for dessert come-early), Aunt Mona’s dressing, Aunt Lynne’s mashed-potatoes & cranberry, Josh’s pumpkin roll …

You get it.

It’s the Thanksgiving dinner I’ve had (give or take a couple years) since I could eat.  It’s the Thanksgiving dinner I want.  It is, in fact, the only Thanksgiving dinner I would ever need.  (Yet one more reason I’m glad God has tarried on the in-laws.)

There’s just one problem with this Thanksgiving dinner:  I only get left-overs once.  One nite, that is.  (The same nite I enjoyed the feast the first time!)  This doesn’t, I guess, diminish my enjoyment of the turkey-sandwich roll.  But it certainly limits my portions.  (And who doesn’t want at least a few turkey-sandwiches out of the deal …?!)

I don’t know if other families actually have this problem (i.e., the limited supply-factor).  I usually hear people talking about the other side of the coin.  “Aren’t you sick of turkey?  It’s turkey-this … turkey-that.”  Cooking articles and talkshows abound with tips on fighting the turkey-take-over.  (What does my family need to learn?)

Maybe I’ve got a greedy aunt/uncle secretly stashing the leftovers for later consumption.  Maybe my small family (of 12) actually devours the entire turkey-feast in one day.  Maybe my Nanie (the most generous woman you’ll ever meet) absent-mindedly forgets to send turkey & stuffing out the door with her guests.  (I did manage to scam some mashed potatoes this year, which was a first.)  But especially certain dishes (turkey being one of them) are simply altogether sparse come time to leave the Farmer-Family Home.  (My mom’s maiden name was so truly glamorous.)

Driving home to KC this year, sissy and I decided that one nite of Thanksgiving dinner leftovers just wasn’t enough.  We determined to make our own turkey — with a few other fixin’s — to quiet our insatiable appetites.

I put the turkey in the oven 5 hours ago.  It’s still not done.  A web article tells me this bird’s temp ought to raise quickly in the last hour.  (I’m just praying that’s this hour.)

Anyhow, maybe next year there’ll be take-home turkey at the Farmer Family bash.  For now, I’d better go check on that bird …

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Hard to believe 2 years have past since I welcomed my very first nephew into this wide-world on Thanksgiving Day 2005!  What a joy you’ve been, sweet Timmy … full of creative energy and persistent personality.  (Whether dancing the Timmy-Shuffle, performing vocals, or wishing on birthday candles; your determination always leaves me admiring).  I can’t wait to know (more and truly) who you are. — Aunt Nettie