feel the burn

I set my oven mitts on fire yesterday. I must have brushed one of them against the top coil in the oven as I was taking the chicken out. As I held them both in one hand and fussed with the chicken with the other hand, I thought, "I know the rosemary was getting a little toasted, but it just doesn't smell like I thougth burning rosemary would...OH!" Anyway, I suppose it happens to the best of oven mitts.

I'm kind of scared of work this week, I'm in charge of a 3-hour event for 90 teenagers on Saturday. I don't feel prepared!!!

I scream, you scream, we all scream for youtube...or something like that....

Okay, this is funny. I like people who mess with theology, it keeps us all on our toes. And that Jesus is hot!

happy weekend for me

I had a calm and relaxing weekend.

First of all, I played a fair bit of World of Warcraft, and I got my druid to level 68. This is significant because at level 68, druids can turn into a giant crow and FLY!!! Everyone else only gets to fly at level 70 when they can buy a rideable gryphon. So, this is UBER-COOL. Druids are the best because they're the only ones who can shapeshift. I can be a bear, a sea-lion, a cat (a nondescript, large, and fiercely carnivorous sort of cat), a cheetah, and now a crow. Some druids can also be trees (think Ent) or moonkins (large half-owl, half-...I dunno...half-bear?...creatures), but I didn't choose that path.

Also, I slept lots and had lots of comfy at-home time. I love spending lots of time at home and being comfy. I'm a real home-body on the weekend. I think I learned that from my mother.

Today at our church young adults group, I got lots of Caleb time. He's three weeks old, and he looks more like a human being and less like a red-faced peanut all the time! I held him while he slept during lunch, and his floppy little hand flopped onto my thumb and his fingers curled around it oh-so-slightly. Afterwards my hands and arms smelled like baby. I still like his baby eyelashes a lot, and I like all the faces he makes when he's sleeping and gassy. I think we're going to be friends.

Finally, I'm sad that none of you other churchy/theology types commented on my previous geeky post...Marva Dawn is cool! Can I get an "Amen"?

I win

You are 80% Scripture literate!

 

You are a Pseudo-Bible scholar. Good job, apparently you actually read the good book every once in a while.

The Adult Bible Quiz

It was those OT questions that saved me. I'm also pretty sure that some of my answers were lucky guesses. I had a few of them down to two choices, at which point I just went with gut instinct.

SPEAKING OF THEOLOGICAL NERDINESS:
I went with Annemarie and Sam to Regent College yesterday, and as we were sitting in the cafe with the admissions guy who was answering Annemarie's questions, I saw Marva Dawn! I looked at her, and then at Annemarie, but the admissions dude was in the middle of talking and I couldn't figure out a suave way to say "Look, everybody! It's Marva Dawn!" without sounding like a pathetic little groupie. So, only I saw her and I just had to tell Sam and Amp about it later when the admissions dude was gone.

I'm a good wife!

Today I took Sam and Annemarie shopping at Ikea and Home Outfitters, and I ended up spending $200 on various household stuff. You know what's the best part? I did it all without Aaron's input or foreknowledge, and when I brought all the stuff home, he approved of every single purchase I had made! I'm like the wife in Proverbs 31 who is wise in providing for the household. I'm so proud of me for being able to spend a surprise $200 on good things and have Aaron be happy with it all.

The real steal-of-a-deal was a full set of 500-thread-count queen-sized sheets (fitted sheet, flat sheet and 4 pillowcases) for $100. In case that means nothing to you: a pair of the exact same pillowcases costs $70, which is unfortunately a very normal price. Bedding is flippin' expensive in general, and we needed a new set anyway, so it was my lucky day. They are dark chocolate brown. I like colours with substance. They will look very good with our beige-and-green comforter and our purple bedroom wall.

Ok, now I'm off to sleep in my super-comfy 500-thread-count bed! Goodnight!

pointer

The dog at work must have some pointer blood in her somewhere. (She's mostly german shepherd and black lab.) If you have food on your desk, be it in a sealed plastic container or hot and steaming on a plate, she will stand behind you and wait. If it takes you awhile to finish, she'll sit or lie down, but always facing the food. Even once you finish your food, she will not leave until the plate/container is put away in the dishwasher, just in case you'll let her lick it. Thank goodness she's a properly silent pointer and not a whiny beggar. Silly food pointer dog.

more miscellany

Yesterday I saw a girl with the perfect anime ponytail. Her hair was straight and shiny, and so thick that her ponytail made that perfect fat upside-down teardrop shape that you see in anime.

Here's a tidbit I've been meaning to mention for awhile: Remember Melody from the Archie comics? You know how she had little music notes in all her speech bubbles to indicate that she has a melodic voice? I always thought that was ridiculous, but I've met this woman who really does have such a melodic voice. I have no idea how she does it, but the first time I heard her speak, I totally saw little music notes float around her head. Her voice is soft but strong, and really sweet, and it kind of lilts in a musical way. She's not even a musician, so I don't know how she does it.

This morning I was shopping at my favourite Indo-Canadian green grocer's, and the checkout man didn't seem to remember the price of my green onions. So he raised his voice towards his old father-in-law at the back of the store and said something along the lines of,

"*Hindi* *Hindi* green onions *Hindi* *Hindi* *Hindi* sixty-nine?"

I nodded and said, "Yes."

The checkout man gave me a surprised and confused look.

I said, "Well there was certainly enough English in the question, right?"

I guess he realized what he'd actually said, and gave me this big smile that said, "Oh, right!"

fun little old lady

There's this one saintly lady at my church. It took me awhile to realize how neat she is, because she has one of those deadpan-old-person faces. (At least it's not an angry-old-person face.) Her name is uber-Mennonite, so let's call her Mrs. Janzen.

Back in the summer when Robi and Rikki got engaged, Mrs. Janzen came up to me on a Sunday morning and congratulated me on my engagement. I explained that she had the wrong gal, and we both had a good laugh. She said that in her old age she had trouble keeping all the young people apart, and I said that in my young age I still had trouble keeping all the old people apart.

So today was baby Caleb's first day in church at 8 days old. (I guess I only alluded to his arrival in my recent quiz post...anyway, R&R's baby is here and he's healthy and his name is Caleb!) Mrs. Janzen nabbed me in the lobby after church today and said "Did you notice? I didn't congratulate you today!" I had forgotten about the engagement incident entirely, so we had ourselves another good laugh! I'm so glad when people can laugh at their own mistakes.

joker, reveal thyself!

So, I got a second hit for "how did gershwin die and was he afraid of death."

At first I thought "Whoa! What are the chances?!" but then I read more of the details in my stat counter, and it turns out that this mysterious second person had already visited my blog 14 times prior to her/his unusual search.

So, if you're trying to mess with my mind: congratulations, it almost worked! But not quite. I'm on to you! Of course, it's always possible that you just couldn't remember my blog address and then tried to find my last post via a search engine...

here's a new one

It's not quite as good a search as "stupid mennonites", but it'll do:

"how did gershwin die? and was he scared of death?"

edit: also "jogging in a jug formula"

quiz again

So, I came across this quiz thinger on the intarweb in a few different places, and I'm a sucker for quizzes, so here goes:

You.
Can.
Only.
Type.
One.
Word.

1. Where is your cell phone? purse
2. Your boyfriend/girlfriend? married.
3. Your hair? long
4. Your mother? hi!
5. Your father? *wave*
6. Your favorite thing? grapes
7. Your dream last night? blank
8. Your favorite drink? water
9. Your dream car? porsche
10. The room you're in? safe
11. Your ex? nonexistent
12. Your fear? hatred
13. What do you want to be in 10 years? mom
14. Who did you hang out with last night? Caleb!
15. What you're not? serious
16. Muffins? bran!
17. One of your current wish list items? tent
18. Where is? waldo
19. The last thing you did? grapes!
20. What are you wearing? pink
21. Your TV? nope
22. Your pet? plants?
23. Your computer? clunky
24. Your life? fantastic
25. Your mood? meh
27. What/who are you thinking about right now? quiz
28. Your car? Daisy
29. Your work? good
30. Your summer? warm
31. Your relationship status? married
32.Your favorite color? orange
33. When is the last time you laughed? today
34. Last time you cried? Tuesday
35. School? finished!

people search for the weirdest things...

I have one of those statistic-counting thingies on my blog that gives me all kinds of information about who reads the stuff I write. I am continually amused by the keyword searches that bring people here. So, the following is a list of things people actually type into search engines, which bring them to my blog:

"stealing flowers girlfriend"
"strawberry starbursts"
"milky white hamster eye"*
"how do I make a hairdo with chopsticks"
"hutterite women feel ugly"
"croc shoes teenagers"
and my all-time favourite..."stupid mennonites"


*This one is a perennial favourite, I get about 4 hits every month with a similarly worded search.