Something for Sunday

I haven’t been writing much lately (busy with the holidays and all that), so I thought I ought to write something today.  Something . . . something . . . something . . .

I thought maybe I’d write about the high winds that blew through last night.  Those would be the winds that took our two very stuffed-full, very heavy, outside trash cans (you know, those great big rectangular types on wheels) and carried them from just outside our garage over to the pond area where they apparently suffered a sever bout of motion sickness and purged their contents all over the back yard three acres and into the pond. 

Then I would write about cleaning up the garbage can puke:  the raking of the garbage out of the pond, as much as possible; the trudging through the mucky, muddy, sludgy field area over to the tree line by the flooded creek to retrieve the bags of garbage stuck in the trees.  Good times, good times.

I thought maybe I’d take a picture of the Little Tykes log cabin (known to our kids as “The Little Brown House”) which had its roof blown off, a shutter blown off, and itself was saved from going down the lazy river (which yesterday was only a creek) by the tree line.  Unfortunately, half of the roof is in the creek, and it’s too far out to retrieve at the moment.  I mean, the fact that it made it all the way through the trees and came to rest on the neighbor’s shore isn’t the problem.  It’s the water that is hip deep where the shore should be that’s the problem.  So the roof will stay there until the weather warms up or the water recedes, whichever comes first.

The tree line actually did look quite festive, in a white trash kind of way, what with all the ribbon and wrapping paper stuck in the lower branches and flapping wildly.

They say you can tell a lot about a person by looking through their garbage, and what I learned about us today is that we’ve been eating entirely too much junk food lately:  a pretzel bag, a lime tortilla chip bag, hmmm . . . I’ve forgotten what else.  At any rate, it looked like we had a big, drunken Christmas party out by the creek (except there were no beer cans or bottles amongst the trash).

The other thing I learned from the garbage strewn about our property?  The official maximum weight capacity of our new Wii Fit is 330lbs.  What an odd number, don’t you think?  Anyway, we’d seen something to that effect online, but we hadn’t seen anything in the directions or user guide about a weight limit.  Today, however, I found a piece of the box which none of us had noticed in the Christmas frenzy, so now it’s official:  330lbs.  What an odd number.

So I thought maybe I’d tell you about the new Wii and the new Wii Fit and all the muscles I personally have which hurt thanks to those things; and how I KOed McH in a boxing match Christmas morning.  There is a Christmas I will always remember fondly . . . And the fun we had with almost my whole family here yesterday, and how my younger brother was boxing . . . who was he boxing?  His wife, maybe?  Anyway, rather than throwing punches like a normal person man person, he was holding those controllers and just b!t(h slapping away.

So, before I get to what I’ve decided to actually write about today, I will share this song (which I’ve probably shared before) in my brother’s honor (I do wish there was an official version I could post, but there isn’t):


If you’re still with me, here is my actual topic of the day:  my sidebar.

I know you are all so excited now you probably feel like you’ve been doing Nyquil shooters; but stick with me here.

If you’ll glance to your right, you’ll notice that I’ve rearranged things a bit, moved my (still outdated) blog roll to it’s own page, and added . . . drum roll please . . . . . . . .

A prayer roll!

You may remember (of course you don’t) that one of my new year’s resolutions for this past year was to keep a prayer journal.  I got myself a nifty little notebook in which to write down who needed/wanted prayers and why, and was all proud of myself.  I mean, not haughty proud, but, you know, happy I’d thought to do something so practical.  Because?  I don’t know about you, but I read and hear a lot of prayer requests, and then when I go to pray I find I’m forgetting a bunch of them.  Sometimes the only thing we can really do to help someone is to pray for them, and I want to help, hence the prayer journal.

It was a super idea.  Until I lost it.  The notebook, that is.  Not the idea.

I know, I know!  I could just start a new one.  But nooooooooo!  I kept saying I was going to find it.  I wasn’t going to add extra clutter to the already overcluttered home that is mine by getting another notebook.  But?  You guessed it.  I never found it.

So, I’m still going to get a new one and try again this year (since some people may not want me posting about their problems/needs/whatevers on my blog), but I’m also putting prayer requests in my sidebar.  The purpose for this is twofold:

1.  I will more easily remember who is asking for prayers (because, let’s be honest, I spend more time on the computer than I do with old-fashioned notebooks); and
2.  I can spread the word around to others who pray and would like to help.  I truly believe in the power of prayer, and I believe that the power of combined prayer can be even greater.

If you hover over the links listed in the prayer roll section, a little box will appear which will explain what/why prayers are needed.  Umm . . . that would be hover over them with your mouse, you know.  Don’t actually try to physically hover over that spot on your computer screen.  That could be dangerous and would be weird.

So, there you go.  Short, simple, and to the point.

You know, once you waded through all the garbage.

And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt says hello.

PS – You can email me or leave a comment if you’d like me to add you to the prayer roll.  Or, you know, if you want me to take you off.

12 thoughts on “Something for Sunday

  1. Nancy

    After McH jumped up and down to cram all that trash in there I can’t believe the cans managed to spew it all back out. Sorry to hear about the mess.

    Is the roof of the house high enough up on the bank not to wash out with the next big rain? Could you walk around the creek (across the bridge – I know you can’t walk on water) to get to it? It would be a sorrowful day if it floated away.


  2. I loved the Wii part. We got one from santa this year, too. My almost 4 yr old totally does the slapping motion while boxing (his favorite game!) and can even KO opponents while looking at whomever he is talking to and not at the screen. (BTW, my sil invented a great game, pretend Wii boxing, where you sort of punch at each other, but there’s no touching allowed. Useful when the Wii is off.) And, I totally love the prayer roll. I just don’t know enough people to make it worth it, although I did post that prayer request a few weeks ago. Maybe I’ll try the notebook idea. As always, thanks for the laughs.


  3. Carissa

    I love the prayer roll idea – I may have to borrow it! I am finally all caught up with your blog and I have loved reading! Oh yeah as for the Wii Fit weight limit – it is true a friend of mine cannot use his as he is 331 and he is trying to lose that 1 pound and joined a gym to do so – so the wii fit has cost him $89 and a gym membership 🙂


  4. I’m jealous about the Wii Fit…I want one!

    I think the prayer roll idea is a good one. I’ve requested prayers for a couple of fellow bloggers on my blog in the past.


  5. Christina

    That wind-induced trashing of your backyard sounds like the makings of a very bad day. But at least you got some interesting blogging out of it. 🙄

    I think that prayer roll is a great idea. I do have a prayer journal but in general if I don’t pray for someone the instant I learn of the need, it won’t happen. (though sometimes God does bring people to mind for me, which is rather helpful of Him!) So thanks for helping the rest of us to remember those who need prayer.


  6. I did the exact. same. thing. last year with the prayer journal – I felt I was always telling people I’d pray for them and then NOT remembering and falling down on the most basic Christian thing I could be doing… Except, I wrote in the prayer journal like one time.

    I love the prayer roll.

    And Jesus Camp? Scary – I find that unfortunately friends of mine who are non-believers, stuff like that just helps them lump all Christians into one category and it really frustrates me.


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