July 06, 2009

Kinglish

(If ever I wished I knew how to do a video/audio post thingy, it is now.)

The King has made several trips to Guatemala this year.  He had no prior Spanish speaking experience.

However, in an amazing turn of events, The King has become an expert in multilingual communication.

Yep.  Multi.

He didn't even use Rosetta Stone or Muzzy or anything.  In fact, it is as if this language came to him overnight.

Y'all, The King has created his own language.  

Being efficient, he uses this language to communicate with all nationalities.

Red, yellow, black or white.  

I think this is the content:

67% English
16% Spanish inflection
7% British inflection
3%  Irish inflection
3% Rain Man inflection
3% Balki inflection
1% The Godfather inflection

It seems to work better for him if he speaks this language REALLY LOUD AND REALLY FAST.

If you stare at him with odd confusion, he is so helpful.  He increases the volume to help you better understand.

And how cool is it that he finds opportunities to use this language ALL THE TIME?

Before he became fluent, I really do think that the employees of Taco Bueno struggled to understand him.  I'm certain they appreciate his recent efforts. 

He has even had the opportunity to speak Kinglish on the phone.  The Apple help desk fella surely felt an immediate connection.

We are frequent customers to one of our local Mexican restaurants.  Don't you know that they are so grateful to hear, "Hola" and "Gracias" every time they come to our table?

I know that I LOVE hearing that oh-so-endearing "Hola, Senorita" every time I answer the phone.

The King rocks.  
(Kinglish translation:  El King rocks.)

You Just Never Know

We spent the holiday with The King's family.  

JJ was in attendance.

About halfway through the crazy pyromaniacal fireworks, JJ ran over to me and said, "Aunt B?  Could I wear your flip flops for a while?  Mine are all sweaty."


June 30, 2009

Making Progress

I'm still here.


We spent a relaxing weekend in Dallas.  Well.  As much as you can relax in 107 degree heat.

I thought I'd share a few pictures of the construction progress.

(Because, really, what else is monopolizing my time?)


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I am really pleased with the brick.  It is an antique brick and has green & blue paint in places.

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Several have asked if the house is enormous.

It isn't.

The roof lines & hidden garage make it look way larger than it is.  

Which kind of freaks me out.  

I am super excited to downsize from our current home.

It only looks like I'm upsizing.

We finalized the interior paint choices.

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The colors look really weird in the photo.

That brown color is really not brown so much as charcoal-ish.

And the white that looks like it might burn your retina is really kind of gray.

So, pretty much, disregard the photo.

That's all for now.

Assuming you read this far...

June 23, 2009

Love Those Emails

The Carney's are spending the week at Casa and have already sent me a few pictures of La P.  

(I am running to my computer every time I hear the email noise.)

(Which sort of gives me that Christmas morning feeling.)

(Which is kind of fun.)

(Except for when it is junk mail.)

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The Carney's oldest boy and youngest boy with La P and friends.


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La P holding the package that we sent to her.


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...opening...


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...and showing off part of her loot.


The King was able to speak to her on the phone last night.  

I was happy for him.

Really.

I mean it.

Not jealous at all....

June 19, 2009

Is It Just Me...

...or is this summer already going way too fast?


I really want to enjoy each day...to slow the pace a bit, you know?


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What are you doing to savor the season?


June 18, 2009

Oh. My. Goodness.

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June 17, 2009

Only Grace

So.

No paint.

(Fake some surprise.)

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You know how God can take a really disappointing situation and turn it into something full of hope?

We've been witnessing one of those over the last week.

I've shared the Carney's story with you.  This young family of 6 has accepted the call to serve at an amazing orphanage in Guatemala.  

I've told you how they've prepared...how they've sold all of their belongings.

Their moving date is this week.

Only they won't be moving.

Not yet.

Bottom line:  their funding needs haven't been met.  

We hoped that the goal would be reached as their departure drew nearer.  But it just wasn't God's timing.

The King is on the board of Only Grace, the non-profit that is sending them.  Being a part of making that difficult decision was so incredibly hard for him.  How do you tell this family that the plans they have made over the last year are not going to happen as they expect?

I've already learned a few things from the experience.  

1. You cannot give God a timeline.  We set the date of June 20.  He didn't. 

2.  True character is seen when disappointment arrives.  Do you handle it with grace or with complaining?  

3.  God doesn't complicate things... we do that on our own.  

4.  Anything can be justified.  Seriously.  I think I could find a really good reason to only eat chocolate sundaes every meal for the rest of my life.

5.  When God prompts you to do something, do it.

6.  True courage is choosing to do the right thing when it will be unpopular and the wrong thing would be easier.


The Carney's have handled this with grace.  They are so excited to move to Casa, but accepted the decision made by the board.  They are disappointed, for sure. But they are focused on learning the lesson that God intends for them to learn.

Their testimony is going to be amazing!

I was having a difficult week last week anyway, and adding this to it was more than I could handle.  So I pretty much tried to talk The King into doing the easy thing.  

I might have even gotten a little mouthy.

Thankfully, he had the good sense to seek wise counsel and ignore his meddling wife.

(That sentence may or may not be edited out of the final post.)  

What really sticks with me is how often we intend to do something and never get around to it.  You know that commercial about how "almost giving is not giving" or something like that?

So true.

I'm not throwing stones here.  I'm guilty of the same thing.  

So many people assured the Carney's that they'd support them monthly and never did.

Of course, the economy reeks and things come up.  That is absolutely understandable.  

A lot of people just forget, though.  I have done that so many times.

When you feel prompted to support your local missionaries or Compassion or Only Grace or whatever...do it.  This experience has shown me that there really is no amount that is too small.  

And I fully believe that you'll never miss that money.  God always replenishes the storehouse. 

Always.

Even in the frustration of the delay, I know this is the right thing.  June 20 was never the date that God intended on sending them to Casa permanently.  He knows the perfect date.  

When He feels they are prepared to go, the money will be in place.

It is so nice to rest knowing that His plans are better than ours.

If you think of it, pray for the Carney's.  This is a major change of plans for them. (Did I mention they sold all their stuff?)  I know they are tired.  They've been living out of suitcases for a month...in and out of friends' homes...with 4 boys. 

I'm excited to see what God has planned for them.

In a strangely parallel universe, our builder shared these words with us...

Disappointment creates opportunity.

I'm thinking he's right.

(And I'll have paint by 2012.)


June 15, 2009

A Whole Lot Of Nothing

Hey.

Thanks for the prayers and advice last week.  I am following what many of you suggested...I'm just waiting.

Kind of taking the "no news is good news" approach.

We'll see how that works out.

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Look at what my freaky cats are doing as I type.

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Completely disturbing.

I'm imagining the worst. 

What could be in the fireplace?

A rat?  A bat?  A snake?  

They've been staring at the same spot for 20 minutes.

Weirdos.

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Two of my friends just returned from Casa.

Wanna see some new pictures of La P?

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It thrills me to see her sweet face!

My friend told La P "The Princess (her real name) is mi amiga" thinking that it would be a bonding moment.  

Instead, La P got a teensy bit possessive and said, "NO!  The Princess (her real name) is MI amiga!"

The Princess is thrilled.

33 days until we see her again!!!

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The paint should finally happen this week.

Which is what I've said for the last 2 weeks.

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My next housing dilemma is the mantle.  

I want a really cool mantle.  

But not a really expensive mantle.

My fireplace is antique red brick.

Any thoughts?

June 11, 2009

Could You Please Enunciate?

(Prepare to be frustrated by the end of this post.)

I have a relatively well defined sense of what is right or wrong for my life.


I cannot think of too many times that I've been stuck in the middle of a decision.

Now, that's not to say that I always make the right choice.  

Though I do think it is safe to say that most times when I make a bad decision, I know I'm making it.

Does that make a bit of sense?

I guess I'm trying to say that there have been very few times that I've been totally and completely unsure of which direction to take.

I apologize for being vague.  

But I'm going to be vague.

Every day we make choices.  What to wear, what to eat, where to go...

Occasionally we make choices with results that have lasting consequences.

I try to take any decision that I'm faced with and line it up with God's Word.

Sometimes God speaks so loudly that I know I'm really only left with a single option.

Guatemala was that kind of decision.

I had lots of reasons why it wasn't a good idea, but I knew that saying yes was my only option.

Still other times we are faced with decisions that can totally go either way.

Both options line up with God's Word.

The pros and cons are pretty equal.

Choice A brings pain and Choice B brings pain.

Neither feel completely right.

I've prayed.  

I've been in God's Word.

I've sought counsel from godly friends.

I'm still conflicted.

My heart is torn.

The funny thing is that every friend that I've confided in has had the same answer.

But it is not what I want to do.

Doing what is right feels wrong.

Doing what is wrong feels right.

It is so easy to justify whatever we want.

How do you know what is a "gut feeling" that should be followed and what is just wanting what you want?

I was hoping that writing it out would make it clearer.

NOT SO MUCH.

(And I assure you that I'm not talking about my paint color.)

(Though it was touch & go for a while...)

June 09, 2009

Paint Delays, Cows & VBS

I know this will come as a shock, but the painting has been postponed until Wednesday. 


Though you can barely stand it, you'll have to wait for the results.

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You may remember that I have a mild fascination/obsession with cows.

I could watch them all day.  

In fact, I suspect there will be days that I do nothing but stare at the cows.

Their ears thrill me.

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Thrill.  Me.

So we went to check out the farm over the weekend.

Turning into the gate, I was immediately welcomed by the loudest mooing I've ever heard.

Constant mooing.

Loud & constant mooing.

We drove around the barn and I realized what was happening.

The calves were being weaned.

Oh my goodness.

The babies were on one side of the fence and the mamas were on the other. 

They were crying.

It broke my heart.

Some of them sounded hoarse from the loud & constant.

This is the worst picture known to man, but I need you to feel my pain.

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We went back to the farm the next day and it was still happening.

Only now, the kids were acting out.

There was head butting.  Lots and lots of head butting.

The King thinks I'm weird.

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And this is VBS week at our church.

Please don't judge me for what I'm about to share.

I mean it.

No judging.

I don't necessarily enjoy the VBS.


Well.  I don't.

Teaching is not my thing.

Guilt, however, is my thing.

There are never enough adults to go around.

I may have been a teensy bit grumpy on our way to VBS yesterday.  

The Princess said, "Mom.  Since when did telling kids about Jesus put you in a bad mood?"

"Um.  Today?"

I totally know that VBS is the only place some of the kids will hear about Jesus. 

Once I get there, I can get into it.  The kids are really sweet.  

Though they do touch you a lot.

But they are sweet. 

It goes by fast.

There are snacks.

Our church does a great job preparing for the week.

It's just the every day part of it that wears me out.

I do get to wear a toga/bedsheet.  Which means more snacks!

Don't tell me I'm rotten.  

Guilt is my thing, remember?

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I hope your Tuesday is fantastic.

*I have no idea why this post's spacing has gone crazy.  If it looks nutty on your computer.  If not, then ignore this.

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