Sunday night I saw I had a Facebook message from a very familiar name. Turns out one of my very dearest–I don’t use the word “dearest” lightly, especially with a modifier like “very”–friends had found me on Facebook. I can’t remember the last time we talked. It’s been years, so long ago maybe that I only had two kids instead of three, I’m not sure.
Because of some family issues–like her family is batcrap crazy–she disappeared for a while. I understood. Besides, once you make it to adulthood your childhood friendships take on a different flavor. I took what seems to be the traditional path of graduating from high school, attending college (and living with my parents, not something I recommend to my own kids, living with mom and dad while you’re trying to grow up in college), getting married, getting a house and a job. She and I took a chemistry-for-dummies class together in college and I visited her when she moved to Tuscaloosa. We even took a trip to Silverhill together back in, oh, 1999 to fetch some kittens.
I am glad to see that she has her stuff together now. My girl is not only in grad school and working hard (“nonprofit” has lots of meanings!) but she is a roller derby bitch. I couldn’t be prouder.
Raise a glass to old friends! Who know all kids of things about you and possibly saw you naked.
Finally, something to work in concert with my Zoloft to ensure that I do not burn the house down or forget to do laundry for three weeks.
Where is your cell phone? purse
Your significant other? turns 35 on Sunday
Your hair? I somehow ended up with a Jewfro. And I’m not even Jewish. Or Fro-ish.
Your mother? Menopausal but still loving, and loves fart jokes.
Your father? Mellowing with age, but still intense and diffifult and wonderful.
Your favorite thing? Having fun with my family without the discipline issues creeping in.
Your dream last night? I’m drawing a blank.
Your favorite drink? when it comes down to it, water with a lime twist will do it, though I do love my Dr Pepper
Your dream/goal? To contribute to the cause of liberty; to show God at work in the world; and for my kids to grow up sane and confident in themselves (with all their limbs intact and no criminal record, of course)
The room you’re in? my “office”
Your ex? All of my exes are swell guys, really. I had good taste.
Your fear? Loneliness and schizophrenia.
Where do you want to be in 6 years? Working some in a job that’s fulfilling for me and helpful to others, still doing scouts with my kids, getting to spend more time alone with Mr. Bossy Pants.
Where were you last night? Why, what have you heard? Just kidding, I was home, chatting on the front porch and annoying my husband.
What you’re not? racist, a good housekeeper.
Muffins? I love muffins almost as much as I love waffles.
One of your wish list items? my house to be magically clean.
Where you grew up? hmmm….Nebraska, Italy, Louisiana, Kentucky, New Mexico, Ohio, Alabama. Moved to Alabama when I was 15, in December 1991. I consider Alabama home now, and second homes in Indiana and Iowa.
The last thing you did? yell about the splinter in my toe.
What are you wearing? brown gauchos, navy blue hippie-style top, a bra that lets my girls be themselves
Your TV? HD. I hate TV but as long as it’s around I’ll watch it.
Your pets? my old Audrey, the Weimaraner with Cushing’s. sweet girl.
Your computer? cleaned off the hard drive last night.
Your life? Insane and good…insanely good.
Your mood? excited.
Missing someone? always miss my papaw.
Your car? I drive the Liberty Minivan, with LP and Ron Paul stickers on it.
Something you’re not wearing? socks
Favorite store? mmmmmsmithsvarietydontmakemetypeit
Your summer? dreaded but I’ll survive
Like someone? I like lots of people.
Your favorite color? I like pink, grey, and black to wear.
When is the last time you laughed? last night I was really cackling with Cindy
Last time you cried? the other day.
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Yes, I look different today. No, I didn’t get a boob job. I decided to get some new foundational garments and I look like I should. Just 100 lbs heavier. Like my favorite bumper sticker says, “I’m not perfect, but parts of me are pretty awesome.”
I’m done being inappropriate. For the moment.
From Troll….which I found at Leigh’s. I find lots of stuff at Leigh’s. I am looking for my common sense there now, since I tried baking two breakfast casseroles for a brunch today and forgot to turn the oven on.
But this is mute. INTOXICATING.
I found this in the paper today. And I want it.
Now if only they’d sell an evening with David Tennant. Sigh. My husband said he saw a car with a sticker that says “my other car is the TARDIS.” I also need that. I thought about getting a vanity plate with TARDIS somehow on it, but the reasonable combination of letters and numbers is already taken. And I don’t want to ride around with “TARDES” (morning) or “TARDYS” (my son has 11 of them this year) on my van. So I need to find a sticker instead. Maybe one that will cover all the yellow paint on my bumper!
Today in my class, we discussed Anglicanism and what we can learn from Anglican faith traditions. It will not surprise those who know me (or read any of my blogs regularly) to discover that I was confirmed in the Episcopal church. It was not long before I got married, and Bishop Parsley confirmed me and I’m sad to say that my old church in Montgomery split over the same stuff that splits Episocpalians all over (well, the more recent controversy seemed to split them more even than when the 1972 Book of Common Prayer was introduced). Christ the Redeemer no longer exists as it did when I was in my early 20s and studying the book of Timothy with Beth Hargrove and eating Greek salad in the fellowship hall every Wednesday night. Sigh.
Anyway, once our discussion was wrapping up, I volunteered to lead the discussion on Pentecostalism in a couple of weeks. I used that opportunity to say that i would really like to revisit our discussion of Catholicism because I felt like there was so much more we could have learned. So we are going to work it back in at the end of our Adam Hamilton study. I’m glad I brought it up. Certainly helpful today was the fact that the guy who did the original presentation was not in class (he seems to be there about half the time). So I’m excited. Not just about the chance to go back and introduce my classmates to some Catholic beliefs and practices that they might find beneficial in their own lives…
I’m more excited that I swallowed my nervousness and spoke up. The general feeling about me–what I’m told by friends and those who observe me–is that I’m outspoken and extroverted. That’s true. But then I do feel timid when I am saying something that others may not agree with. Not because I want to be agreed with–though that’s nice, I’ll tell ya–but because I ama nxious about what my own reaction will be to their criticism. Will I cry? Crying is my general reaction to anything extreme. I think it’s physical more than emotional. Will I get defensive? I do this sometimes, too, and come off as immature because I scramble for explanation and end up making silly justifications.
We’ll see how it goes. I’ve got a few weeks between now and then. I enjoy the challenge, and also the chance to revisit some of my old spiritual practices that were helpful to me but that I let go of.
My question before was, am I principled enough to bring the truth to the table? And I am, and I’m glad.
Today is the tenth anniversary of my marrying my man. Of course we start out the day with a good old fashioned argument about finances! Yay! Hopefully I’ll have a happier post later. Surely, surely it will not be like this all day.
I read the obits every day, and have since I was a kid. This morning I saw that Dr. Jim Lyle of Women’s Care Specialists died. He cared for many women and delivered plenty of babies, including mine (well, he assisted my under-five-foot-tall OB in the deliveries at least). Dr. Lyle was special and I know those whose lives he touched are grateful for his time on Earth.
LYLE, JAMES EDWIN “JIM,” III, MD, age 56, died April 24, 2008 in Birmingham, AL. Jim grew up in Florence, AL, where he graduated from Bradshaw High School and Florence State University. He received his medical degree from the University of Alabama School of Medicine. He completed his internship in Family Practice at Columbus Georgia Medical Center. He then returned to Birmingham where he completed his residency in OB-GYN at Caraway Methodist Medical Center. Jim practiced obstetrics-gynecology for 28 years with 25 of those years spent at Brookwood Medical Center in Birmingham and 3 years in Auburn. He retired from practice in 2007 when he was diagnosed with Burkitt’s Lymphoma. While at Brookwood, he served in many capacities including president of his medical group, Women’s Care Specialists, from its inception in 1985 until 2007. He was chairman of the Department of OB-GYN and was on the Medical Executive Committee at Brookwood Medical Center from 2004 until 2007. He was president of Women’s Diagnostic Center from 1988 until 1989. Jim was a member of the Medical Association of the State of Alabama, Jefferson County Medical Society as well as a Fellow of the American College of OB-GYN and Diplomate of the American Board of OB-GYN. Jim was a kind and generous soul who was loved by everyone. On the annual Doctors Day at Brookwood “Women’s” Medical Center in 2004, with the Academy Awards as their theme, Jim received “Best Achievement in Winning Hearts” as voted on by the employees of Brookwood “Women’s” Medical Center. Jim is survived by his loving wife, Shelia; his five children, Dr. James Edwin “Win” Lyle, IV (Catherine) of Auburn, Natalie Dickerson (Doug) of Auburn, Alison Sanda (Mark) of Birmingham, Bevin and Reagan Lyle of Birmingham; his seven grandchildren, Andrew, John, Christopher, James and Margaret Lyle, and Trey and Kate Dickerson. He is also survived by his mother, Dorothy Templeton Lyle, and father, James Edwin Lyle, Jr. (Vivian). Jim wanted to thank Dr. Ira Gore for his excellent medical care during his illness and also the nurses at Bruno Cancer Center and the 4th Floor Oncology nurses at St. Vincent’s for their kindness. He also wanted to express his appreciation to his partners, patients, friends, and family for their love and support during his illness. In lieu of flowers, Jim asked that donations be made to the American Cancer Society or the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. The family will receive friends on Friday, April 25, 2008 from 5 PM until 8 PM at Southern Heritage Funeral Home. The funeral service will be held at 10 AM on Saturday, April 26, 2008 at Church of the Highlands, Grants Mill Campus. There will be a private family graveside following the service. Pastor Steve Blair will be officiating.
I should move this post. I don’t know.
My kids’ bus driver is apparently the minister at a church here in Helena. According to the kids on the bus, he also curses at them. i know for a fact he’s mean, just plain mean, to the kids on the bus.
I have called and complained a couple of times before abouth is behavior. I always get “he’s a preacher at that church over there.” SO? That doesn’t mean he doesn’t lose his temper and use inappropriate language!
I’m now going to get my controversial Libertarian Minivan in the car rider line every afternoon until we work something out. There’s another bus that comes to the bottom of our hill that I could drive the kids to without contributing to Helena traffic any more. It seriously is making me nuts. Why can’t this guy just quit, or get fired? I don’t expect a school bus driver to be the kids’ best friend, but for heaven’s sake he needs to at least watch his mouth and not be mean to little kids. Especially little girls.