Blessing in the Thorn

I keep thinking I ought to say something about the terrible tragedy in Newtown last week, but I just don't have words.

Blessing in the Thorn

Phillips,Craig & Dean

I read about a man of God

Who gloried in his weakness

And I wish that I could be

More like Him and less like me

Am I to blame for what I'm not

Or is pain the way God teaches me to grow

I need to know

When does the thorn become a blessing

When does the pain become a friend

When does the weakness make me stronger

When does my faith make me whole again

I want to feel His arms around me

In the middle of my raging storm

So that I can see the blessing in the thorn

I've heard it said the strength of Christ

Is perfect in my weakness

And the more that I go through

The more I prove the promise true

His love will go to any length

And reaches even now to where I am

But tell me once again

When does the thorn become a blessing

When does the pain become a friend

When does the weakness make me stronger

When does my faith make me whole again

I want to feel His arms around me

In the middle of my raging storm

So that I can see the blessing in the thorn

Lord, I have to ask You

On the cross You suffered through

Was there a time You ever doubted

What You already knew

When does the thorn become a blessing

When does the pain become a friend

When does the weakness make me stronger

When does my faith make me whole again

I want to feel His arms around me

In the middle of my raging storm

So that I can see the blessing in the thorn

I admit it. I'm shallow.

No, seriously.

So yesterday my husband flips on the TV and says to me, "Quick, what movie is this?"

I see Donald Sutherland and Kristy Swanson, so, of course, I know it's Buffy The Vampire Slayer. Apparently, he's never seen the movie and somehow thinks I won't immediately recognize it. I'm not really a fan of the movie, but it's still Buffy and I'm usually forced to watch if I see it on. It's a personal issue.

Of course, he said "this is crap" and he started switching channels.  He stopped on some movie, I have no idea what it was, but it had a pretty solid cast; I recognized Vanessa Redgrave, Claire Danes and Meryl Streep.  The first scene we saw was an old woman, lying in bed and a slightly younger old woman, dressed in an evening gown, is talking to her and saying she's the night nurse. That scene went on way too long. Then the next scene was two younger girls (maybe 20's) sitting on a bed and talking about one of the girls' wedding, which was coming up.

These two scenes went on for about 20 minutes. Of just women talking. Twenty minutes! What is that about?? I was ready to change the channel back to Buffy after about two minutes of that. I'm not a fan of people just talking in movies. There wasn't even any interesting mood music or anything. And he ended up watching the movie until the end.

I had to leave the room.

I'd much rather watch a bad vampire movie - several times - than a "good" boring movie at all. Any day of the week. I need some action if you're going to keep my interest.

So, fine, I'm shallow.

I just don't know when my husband turned into a woman.

Wounds of November

November has been a crazy month.

I had two surgeries in two weeks. Minor, of course. But then they are always minor on someone else, and major when they're happening to you, right?

Turns out I'm not a great patient. I've only ever had three surgeries in my life before these and two were before I was 18. So, you know, I'd rather have passed on them.

Seriously, all I wanted to do was sit quietly and be pampered. And there just wasn't time. Except for the fact that my right hand/wrist was in a cast for 12 days and I couldn't do some things, life was basically moving right along at the same pace as normal.

It didn't seem fair.

But I'm back to mostly full speed now. My wrist is still a bit sore, thanks for asking, but nothing that ibuprofen and occasionally wearing a brace can't help. And I fully expect that within a couple of weeks it will all just be a bad memory.

Of course, now I have to get through Christmas.

Yay?

Opinions Political

I can't wait for this Presidential election to be over.

Every time I get on Twitter these days, all the hate and vitriol I see in my time line just makes me sad. It's not just one side or the other, it's everyone. They all seriously hate each other and I can't understand why.

I've been known to disagree with people, but just because someone has a different opinion than me, I don't feel the need to belittle them or make nasty comments about their beliefs.

When did this happen?

I guess this sort of political controversy has been happening for ever, but it just feels so crazy wrong to me.

Plus, I miss Twitter.  But every time I go there, I feel like blocking about every other person I see. And I don't want to block these people. These are people I like, I enjoy talking to them, I want to be friends with them. But I can't understand why they are so angry and nasty and rude and ugly about other people who have a different opinion from them.

I'm neither Republican or Democrat. I am however tolerant, accepting and non-judgmental. I wish everyone else was, too, and could learn to express opinions without bashing others.

#playnice

Toronto Fun

I started a post about Toronto the day we got back.  I wanted to talk about how much fun we had. I wanted to share every last detail of everything we did and where we stayed and what we ate.

But I didn't. And now I've pretty much forgotten it all.

But it was awesome.

Joss was there. And he brought more than a dozen Whedony people with him. Of course, my seat was a  bit too far up in the balcony to get any clear pictures of any of them. But it was still awesome. 

Also, I'm totally disappointed that I didn't lose like 150 lbs while we were there. I went up and down more stairs and walked farther than I have (or have wanted to) in years.

And years.

Dog Shaming

I love Dog Shaming.

No, seriously, I'm addicted now and I'm forced to check it out like 20 times a day to see the newest additions.

If you haven't been there yet, you need to check it out.  Dogs just do so many bad things and they look so abashed when caught in the act.

I had to submit pics of my own shameful puppies.

Bella:

Baby:

Celebrity Sightings at the TIFF

From tiff.net

Me: I'm so excited about going to Toronto. I'm checking out places where we can see celebrities.

Him: You mean you want to do the red carpet thing, uh, no.

Me: No, I mean see them, you know, run into them somewhere.

Him: Talk to them? What are you gonna say? "I see you on Twitter."

Me: No! You know what I mean, just see them around.

Him: Oh! Stalk them!

Me: YES!