1. This morning it was SO cold (43 degrees when I woke up at 8am) that I couldn’t get out of bed because it had it’s warm grip on me and refused to let me go. I thought about putting up a fight against it’s grip of warmness, but decided that since I had no where to go today, I might as well give in and direct all household affairs from it’s cozy warm interior.
Funny how that also happens in non-cold months as well.
2. Yesterday I preached at our church. Or rather, I should say I cried buckets of tears while standing up in front of our congregation as I attempted to preach about salvation.
Then declared it open-mic-morning and cried while people got up and shared what was on their hearts.
Then cried some more after I bluntly said, “if you want to respond to what God did today, then just come up here.”
Gosh I’m such a good
preacher public crier.
3. Last week when we were camping at Heartland, Jeremy Goodwin fried up some crickets for everyone to eat. My daughter and I, uh, did not eat one. But the boys in my family did!
They all agreed it tasted like… bacon.
You thought I was going to say chicken, didn’t you?
4. During the first week of school, each of my children had to write a short description of someone who takes care of them.
Here’s what my daughter said, “My mom and dad take care of me. My mom has a blog called I’m a Lazy Mom.com. She hates cooking and waking up early.”
Well at least she nailed that assignment.
5. Yesterday I went to Hell. Michigan that is.
There’s just so much I could say about this. Perhaps in another post??? Or perhaps a pastor’s wife shouldn’t write a blog post about her visit to Hell Michigan especially since she preached against going to Hell (the real one – just to be clear) as she cried in front of the entire congregation on the very day she visited it?
I’m torn, people… really torn on this one.
6. On the way back from our short visit to Hell (please see musing number 5), we stopped at Cabela’s.
Where I took a picture of my mother-in-law’s favorite camping companion: Luggable Loo.
We had just been telling our camping companions last week about the Luggable Loo and how when I went camping with my mother-in-law for the first time after Lazy Dad and I got married, I thought she had somehow attached a toilet seat to a five gallon bucket and lovingly named her homemade portable camping potty Luggable Loo.
Then one fateful day after we had moved to Toledo, YEARS later mind you, I found Luggable Loos for sale here at Cabela’s and realized it was in fact a real thing.
Isn’t that a nice story?
P.S. In case you would misconstrue this post as picking on my mother-in-law, I would like to proclaim that I love my mother-in-law. She’s been nothing but good to me and treats me like her own child.
7. While on our long Sunday afternoon drive through Michigan to see the changing Fall colors we drove through Chelsea Michigan. Do you know why that’s significant? Well, other than the fact that it has the cutest downtown, it is also home to this!
Jiffy cornbread mix!!!
People, I was raised on Jiffy cornbread! It speaks to me. It brings back childhood memories of my mother’s cast iron pans. It’s part of the reason my thighs jiggle.
And you know why else I love Jiffy? Because they have NEVER ONCE, NOT EVER, changed their logo or box mix covers. Well, as far as I know, anyway. And that just makes it endearing to me. And all the more memorable and respectable and nostalgic.
8. This picture makes me laugh.
9. The End.
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