Sooo.  I've moved.  again.

please refer to from here on out:

www.paigysworld.blogspot.com

Or ignore from here on out:

www.paigysworld.blogspot.com

Either way, www.paigysworld.blogspot.com,  will continue it's existence.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

  

My dear roommate from Thailand is coming to see me tomorrow.  Because of that, I decided today was the day to tear apart my room and reorganize.  My timing for these kind of projects is sooooo....bad.  Well anyway, I came across this paper in the stacks, and oh how it made gwin big again!  With Juliana's excellent language skills, she was much sought after for English homework help by all the kids in the evenings.  We laughed ourselves silly over this particular batch of homework...

Title of homework:  Love Zone
Directions: Translate the following phrases into Thai

"You are coming like the sun; brighten my dream again" 
"In my heart I have love, in my love I always have you"
"My empty night and day is coming to be ful when I met you"
"You have made my routine days become more meaning" 
"If your broken heart should not repair.  I am the one to see."
"Have you to care, having love to share"
"Attention Please! I will give you some words now -- I love you."

That last sentence especially cracked us up.   Now we may have found this hilarious because we were really tired and english language deprived too, so I don't know if it will quite humor you all the same or not.   Just imagine trying to translate and explain those into a foreign language.
   

I'm making up for lost time by posting three times today. ;-)

P.S. isn't she a doll?? <3 

Of all crazy things, I had flopped onto my bed late this afternoon for a few minutes.  When I saw this stuff on my bedroom closet there was no question... I had to try to capture it.  The first two photos are what I started out with.  Quite cluttered looking.  Beth Anne was actually trying to tie back the hanging pot in the window for me while I was snapping shots.

   

I was frustrated, because I knew what I wanted, and I wasn't getting it.  That happens to me alot. 

But then lo, and behold, there was one small patch of blank wall I was able to find.  So down came a picture and in it's place stood Beth Anne with a small clump of dried flowers I shoved into her hands at second thought.
  
           

They're not "wow" pictures, but I was fairly pleased with what I got in about 10 minutes time, before the sun went down.  A little photo editing added some interesting touches to them too. (btw, it's her shadow)

Beth Anne's a great little model.  She was very patient as I pushed her, moved her, poked at her, pulled strands of hair out, said "a little higher... no!... a little lower. no. no. back. back.  STOP!  THERE!!  um.  tilt your head. Nooo. too much. little back...."  and you get the point. ;-)

Thanks Beth!
                                                                                          

As we all embark upon a new year with all its unknowns, remember,

The will of God will never take you in the year 2008,
Where the grace of God cannot keep you,
Where the arms of God cannot support you,
Where the riches of God cannot supply your needs,
Where the power of God cannot endow you.

The will of God will never take you in the year 2008,
Where the spirit of God cannot work through you,
Where the wisdom of God cannot teach you,
Where the army of God cannot protect you,
Where the hands of God cannot mold you.

The will of God will never take you in the year 2008,
Where the love of God cannot enfold you,
Where the mercies of God cannot sustain you,
Where the peace of God cannot calm your fears
Where the authority of God cannot overrule for you.

The will of God will never take you in the year 2008,
Where the comfort of God cannot dry your tears,
Where the word of God cannot feed you,
Where the miracles of God cannot be done for you,
Where the omnipresence of God cannot find you.

Without Him, I am nothing, but with Him I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
 -- Phil. 4:13

 I don't know about you, but it's only three days into the new year and I've already made a heap of mistakes!  I'm definitely thankful it's not every twelve months that God decides to wash us up and give us a brand new chance at life.  But every single day we have that gift.  wow.  Thanks, God!
Thanks also to all my friends, and also to the people I don't know, who continue to stop by here.  God's richest blessings to each of you!

"Sometimes God doesn't move by STORMS --

                                       But instead He does His work by a gentle drizzle....

                                                                                                                             drip by drip......."



~ quote taken from "Amazing Grace" movie.

Are you wondering what this is yet?  

Explanation is quite simple -- it's me in the process of baking bread this afternoon.

My learning experience through this process was just how important lids can be.  Mine (being broken) took flight twice along with dough following close behind.  All was fine with this particular problem-solving approach, until Dave came up from the office.  Yes, I admit I was feeling a little self conscious about it all... I mean I was faaaaaaar from epitomizing the organized, preppy house wife. or daughter, in this case. At that point all I had time to do was spin around and hope I was somehow big enough to block the view.  Oh, and I also smiled innocently like all was normal and everybody balances their dish drainer on top of their bread machine.  No luck though -- I followed Dave's squinting eyes from my face..... aaaaallll the way up to above my head where the tower warbled precariously.

"What are you doing?"  (the tone portrayed more like "what crazy thing are you up to now, girl??")

At this point I gave up trying to play cool and instead giggled furiously and choked out some sort of explanation.

Dave's final words to me as he walked out the door were,

"I've seen it aaaalllll now...."                  

I had no intentions to write here tonight.  In fact, in passing by the computer, I noted to myself that I definitely had no inspiration whatsoever for this.  That all changed though in about 30 minutes time and I decided this little event from my evening was worth sharing.

Yep, so finals are underway and every NVCC student on campus has that "finals look" to them.  You know, that half stressed, dark circle, "why oh why did I save my studying till now?"  kind of look.  I guess to combat that feeling, someone took it upon them to transform our cafeteria into an attempt to dance the stress away to 80's music.  I guess someone else might have called it exercise -- not my description.  But it was kinda entertaining to watch.  You had some peppy people who were on that caffeine high and adding extra hops and kicks and jumps everywhere.  And then you had those who looked like they needed an electric shock before they'd actually look they were even doing something.  ANYWAY.  It was one of those out of the ordinary evenings to put it plainly.  (and no, that's not what I started out to tell you.  I just was kinda giving you a setting ok?  work with me here, people)  

So I come trotting into this sanctuary of chaos and work my way through all the kicks, and all the jumps, to a little table back down the hall.  Now this particular line of tables all portray one message in common... "Leave us alone, we're studying not socializing."  It says that how?  Well, there's a nice square table with ONE seat.  And that ONE seat faces in a way your BACK is to the person at the table behind you.  Not to mention its down the hallway.  Obviously, it's for people like me.  I thought the message was clear enough, but just in case, I spreeeeeeaaaaad out all my books and papers.  So you can imagine my surprise when this voice behind me pipes up, "hey!  do you mind if I talk to you?  or are you busy?"  I didn't want to be outright rude, but I hoped my apparent hesitation and  "well, I'm studying for my final....." comment would say NO -- just in a polite way.  So he responds, "oh. ok.  then I probably shouldn't talk to you then...."  I sigh in relief and spin back around,  "......BUT what are you studying for?" he finishes.    AHHHHHHHH!!!!   Do you not have eyes, kid!?!?  I didn't say that. But I truly felt like it.  In moments though, I was quickly rebuked in my spirit.   I long for more opportunities to talk with people about Jesus, and I'm going to let a stupid final get in the way of a grand opportunity?  I work to make opportunities just like this one, and here I'm going skip it....  just because it's "inconvenient" timing?? 

I was thinking about that more later this evening.  I had just read the other day that verse about being instant in season, and out of season.  I'm not a farmer and have no knowledge in that area really, so I give you permission to laugh at my following example -- but I was thinking about peaches in relation.  Hang on.  I do have a point.  It is such a small amount of time that peaches are what we call "in season".  The rest of the year, they are exactly the opposite, which makes the cost greater.  I think that's how it is in relation to us too.  80% of the time,(or more) our opportunities are going to hang in those "out of season" times.  Right when it's most inconvenient.  Right when we're in a rush to get somewhere.  Right when we're not feeling good. Right when ________.  You can fill in the blank with your own experience.  And during that time it's going to cost us something more.  It might cost us being late to work.  It might cost us study time.  It might cost us spending time with friends.  It might even cost you sleep time on that flight home.  And many other things.    Every once in awhile, we get the joy of having the perfect talk, at the perfect time, in the perfect way.... but God forbid we limit ourselves to only those opportunities!                 



The above also could be considered an "out of season" moment in time.  Doing my own cramming, it honestly was not the greatest moment to have a little sister come curling up next to me trying to chat about her artwork.  Same application with kids too. Relationships in general, really.  Your most special times are probably gonna end up in those moments when you have "more important" things to be doing.  What's really more important though?  The grade, or the giggles we shared while trying to get the picture down below just right?



just some musings......