Being Thankful When Life Stinks

A week ago today I was lovin' life. I was feeling good, the weather was great, and I was getting things done. Saturday is really my only free day of the week, so when I'm in a groove, I'm a happy girl. But, about 9:30pm, the glorious day turned bad. I was doing my laundry, just two loads away from completion, and I heard my guest toilet gurgling. Being the drama queen that I am, I immediately assumed an animal was crawling up through the sewer into my home. I went in to check things out since that toilet hadn't been used all day and flushed. It wasn't working properly, so I decided to take matters into my own hands and plunge away. Still not working.

I'm far from gifted to deal with these kinds of issues and it's one of the many discouragements of being single. Even if I wasn't married to Harvey Handyman, I could at least let him handle it. I knew things weren't right when there was water seeping around my clean out plug in the garage. Back in December, I had a sewer back up and decided to call my neighbor, who was the culprit the last time. He said he wasn't having any plumbing issues. At that point, I should have called my Dad, but trying to be independent, I decided to solve this on my own, and boy, did I.

Grabbing the plunger, I was determined to clear out whatever plug was causing the problem. Look out neighbors, you may get a backup, but I'm taking control! I plunged like there was no tomorrow and voila, the toilet flushed! As I strutted proudly into the laundry room, I got a whiff of something that deeply concerned me. When I stepped to the door of my laundry room I saw a vision I hope never to see again. I fixed the toilet all right, and the plug, wherever it was, exploded into my laundry room. Imagine a baby elephant had a blow out in his diaper, and you've got a pretty good visual. I wanted to cry. I wished it had been an animal crawling up my sewer. And, at that point, I broke down and called my Dad.

We got it cleaned up (well, he did much more than I did) and a plumber came on Monday to clean out the plug in the sewer. It was about six feet from my house and could have come from anyone on the same line, but I was the lucky resident to suffer.

As I finally went to bed Saturday night at 2am, I really needed some encouragement. My life really did stink that night (literally) and I needed God to show me the blessings in my life as I lamented my singleness. And He did....

• I have the best Dad in the world. He was the ultimate pooper scooper and didn't falter. No weak stomach, no complaints. Even though I spent the whole night apologizing for making this happen, he reassured me that it wasn't my fault, I was just trying to fix the problem. It reminds me once again why I'm still single - I've got an example in my Dad like none other. I don't know what I'd do without him.
• One of my best friends, Beth, has a husband that looks out for me. When deer season started, he went out and bought me deer horns for my car and installed them. Beth had hit a deer before and knowing that I live in an area with wildlife (and that I visit them periodically in their wildlife home) he wanted to make sure I was safe. I'm so thankful for friends' husbands who think about their single sisters.
• The night before the sewer backup, one of my fellow co-workers in college ministry, Suzanne, took me to dinner. It was such a sweet time and so good to get to know her since she and her husband have recently joined the team. She really blessed me by asking me "How can I minister to you as a single person?" Her encouraging words, and just realization that being single isn't easy, is something I rarely hear. I'm so thankful for moments like that when God appears through the flesh of a person to encourage and lift me up.
• That same Saturday afternoon I was doing my semi-monthly grocery shopping. I ran into my Pastor and his wife at the store. As timing would have it, I was checking out right in front of them. When I finished, my Pastor asked if he could help me to my car. For a single gal who does all these kinds of things by myself, I was taken aback and said, "Well, sure, if you'd like to!" It's such a small thing but each time I go to the store, I load up my trunk, come home, unload and de-bag, just like everyone else in the known world. But, I never realized that others may have a mate to help them. I'm so thankful for the godly example of a husband my Pastor exhibits.

I know these types of trials are temporary and nothing compared to more severe trials that others endure. But, I'm thankful that even through the stank of a sewer, God can show me how blessed I truly am...even without a husband. If you are married, give your hubby some lovin' and thank him for something he's done that you didn't have to do. And, one day when God brings that man into my life, I'll try to remember to praise him when he helps out with the poo in my life and not nag him about the small things that really don't matter.

Musings for the Week

In an attempt to come up with blog content, I've realized that there are times when I have musings - small ruminations over current events (in my life or globally), experiences, or just life in general. But I've discovered that those musings aren't things either worthy of their own blogpost nor spend enough time in my mind to conjure up enough content for a blogpost. Or, frankly, something personal enough that I don't want to delve in depth online for the world to read. In keeping true to my blog title, I'll periodically provide "Musings for the Week" - little tidbits of what has been rolling around in my mind recently...

1. I spent the past weekend at our women's retreat at my church. The topic was contentment. As co-leader of the women's ministry, I had approached the weekend in may ways as business as usual, but was able to detach myself from that thought to enjoy what God had in store. And boy, did He deliver. I've been anxious and restless for the past few weeks without the ability to pinpoint why. A good shot of the Peace of Christ this weekend through the various ways He used was just what I needed.

2. I don't follow politics very closely. I probably should, but when I do, it frustrates me. But, I found myself oddly cheering for Hilary Clinton's Pennsylvania win on Tuesday. Have I lost my mind? Not really. The more contention among the Clinton and Obama camp brings less unity among the Democrats, thus making it easier for McCain. I'm not jazzed about any of the candidates on either side this upcoming Presidential election, but I can say with confidence I'm not an Obama fan. His comment about people clinging to their religion in difficult times was the final straw for me. Yeah, that's who I want leading the country if we face another monstrous terrorist attack. Mr. Obama, I highly suggest you cling to the hope you can have in Christ.

3. By far, Andrew Lloyd Webber was the best American Idol mentor this season. (I still love Dolly, but it wasn't all I'd dreamed about) The shocking vote off of Carly didn't surprise me. Everyone thought Jason and Brooke would be in the bottom two, but it was Syesha and Carly. Syesha and Carly did well Tuesday night, but I don't care for Syesha's attitude. Nor am I excited about someone winning who has had a recording contract, like Carly has experienced. I agreed with Simon, for all Jason's faults in song choice, he was charming. And, I applaud Brooke for having the guts to stop her song and start over in front of millions of viewers. As Simon stated, America identified with her realness. Sidenote: I'm over Paula. She can't communicate a clear sentence that makes sense to me. She needs to stick to dancing like there's no tomorrow.

4. Tuesday morning I filled up with gas on my way to work. The price per gallon was $3.39. It pains me to pay that much for gas, but in the world we live in, there isn't much choice. On my way home that afternoon, gas had risen to $3.64 per gallon. Score! It's a sad day when I'm pumped (pun intended) about getting gas for the low price of $3.39.

5. Among the wonderland of babies born over the past month, my friend, Beth, had her son. I blogged back in November soliciting boy name ideas for her that started with B. To end the suspense, his name is Brock Matthew. She says it means "Forceful gift from God" which is appropriate since Brock was a surprise blessing! And here is a picture of his debut at church this past Sunday...

Tag, I'm It!

My friend, Jennifer, tagged me a couple of weeks ago and finally after a long stint away from my blog, I'm back to answer the challenge. For those of you who are still coming to my blog, thank you. It's been a busy few weeks with three friends of mine having babies and friends in from out of town. All good things, just keeps my focus off my blog. Now on to the tag...

When you read the directions, you'll realize why I've had to ponder my answers before starting this exercise...

The directions:
Share what you were up to 10 years ago, things on your to-do list today, what you would do if you suddenly became a billionaire, 3 bad habits, 5 most recent jobs you've had, 5 random things we might not know about you, 5 top places on your “want to see or want to see again” list, and then finally tag 5 people.

10 Years Ago - 1998
I was ending a long employment with my first technology publishing company - The Cobb Group. Due to relocation, our office was closing and I opted for the severance package to stay in Louisville, as did 95% of my co-workers. This would be the first of many job changes. But, later in 98, I started working for TechRepublic under the same management team that founded The Cobb Group. I loved my job then and love my job now....working at yet another tech publishing company with many of my Cobbers and fellow TR co-workers. Life changes, yet remains the same.

Things on my To-Do List Today
I don't have a real solid to-do list...I like to stay fluid in my motion. But to recap my day, I've already been to the gym...check. And tonight I'm leading small group for our women's Bible study. My week ends with our Women's Retreat, which is shaping up to be an awesome event. I just found out I'm leading a small group for one of our sweet ladies who can't, so I'm looking forward to being able to bond with the ladies that providentially end up in my group. Prayer for the retreat needs to remain on the to-do list all week.

If I Suddenly Became a Billionaire
First thing I'd do is tithe off the money. Not to sound super spiritual, but never coming close to that much money before, I'd need to be disciplined to make sure the One who gave me that blessing got the first fruit. Second, I'd pay off any debt I had. Third, I'd donate to these charities:
Kosair Hospital - My grandmother was the seamtress there for years and many children have been blessed by their services, including Nathan McLean
Ethiopia IT - One of my friends is the co-founder and I love the vision for this organization. A big donation would trigger this charity to where it needs to go.
My Church - I'd pay off our current debt so we could actually build more space.
After that, I'd visit a financial investment expert to determine the best thing to do with the remaining money to take care of myself and also be free to take care of my family and friends.

Three Bad Habits
1. My love of chocolate - no matter how hard I try, I have to have a little bit of chocolate in my life
2. Learning to say no - I'm working on this one. I have this Type A personality that causes me to agree to doing things, even if I don't have the time or energy. I've gotten better at saying no and setting boundaries, but I could still improve
3. Staying up too late - I'm a night owl. Or I don't want to miss anything. In either case, shutting down to go to bed takes a while....and not because I don't fall asleep the moment my head hits the pillow. I'm like the proverbial dog with a sock that won't let go.
I'm sure my friends could list many more bad habits then I can even recall.

Five Most Recent Jobs That I've Had
1. Senior Marketing Associate, IT Business Edge
2. Account Executive - Insurance Sales, State Farm
3. Marketing Associate, KiZAN Technologies
4. Marketing Program Associate, Vobix
5. PR Manager, TechRepublic
I tell everyone that I really work for the CIA and can't disclose details of my job. Honestly, most people glaze over when I actually explain what I do for a living.

Five Random Things You Might Not Know About Me
1. I leave incredibly long voicemails. I've tried stopping, but have failed. There is something about having a captive audience that makes me want to talk.
2. I'm related to John Wilkes Booth and Jesse James. Don't mess with me...'nuff said
3. I've always wanted to host my own radio show. Whether as a DJ or call-in format, it doesn't matter. See #1.
4. I'd love to have a weekly column or write a book. Just to be able to focus entirely on writing would be exciting. Writing is so enjoyable to me, yet finding the time amidst my busy schedule is challenging.
5. I have a verbatim brain. I can recall events, dates, experiences, and tell you details that most people forgot the next day. Even random things I've learned....my Mom told me when she was teaching me to do laundry to never put fabric softener in the load of towels because it lowers the towels' absorbancy. I think she told me that one time and I've never forgotten it.

Five Places I Want to See, or Want to See Again
1. My husband at the end of my wedding aisle - I've never experienced the joy of marriage and although it's not in my near future, I do still dream about that day. The feeling of walking down that aisle to a man who loves God with all his heart and chose me to walk this life journey with is the moment of all the wedding hoopla I look forward to most. Moving on before I get stuck in Fantasyland.
2. My Mom, My Grandaddy and My Granny - They are all up in Heaven having a grand ole time and I look forward to the day I can see them again.
3. A Fashion Show during Fashion Week - On the lighter side, I've always been intrigued by fashion, even though I'm not a fashionista. I used to sketch and design clothes when I was young but gave up the idea of pursuing the career, yet it still fascinates me.
4. The Northern Lights - I've heard this is a breath-taking experience and since it only occurs during certain times makes the vision even more cherished
5. Southern California - I've been to northern California and it's nice, but I've heard it doesn't hold a candle to the southern region

And, here are the five to be tagged.....Katrina, Alisa, Amy, Jan, and the Browns....

Table Topics - American Idol

Season 7 of American Idol is well underway with our final 10 named during last night's elimination show. I have to admit after a yawner of a year last season, this is definitely a breath of fresh air. I'll go on record now that my top two favorites are Brooke White and David Archuletta. But, we actually have good talent to choose from so the race should heat up quickly. I'm not sad to see Amanda (Elvira the Rocker) gone as her arrogant attitude was wearing thin. And, although Ramiele Malubay (Ramen Noodle) has her good moments, it's time for her to join the ranks of the departed. Sadly, she'll be on the Top 10 tour.

The last two weeks almost caused disaster with a repeating music theme - the Beatles. Newsflash: We're looking for the next American Idol, not the next American Beatle. The rights to the Beatles songbook were recently acquired by the American Idol team and although the first night was great, the second time around was disappointing. And, I wonder what music theme got the boot when the producers made the call at the last minute to stroll down Abbey Road again?

That brings me to today's Table Topic - American Idol music themes. This year, the two themes I've longed for have finally happened. During the top 24 showdown, we had an 80's night theme. I graduated high school in 198 - cough - 3 and am proud to be considered cool by all the college kids who think the 80s are hip. It was great to see those songs featured. Then, last night Ryan announced the upcoming music mentors and the theme I've waited 7 seasons for is finally happening - Dolly Parton. I don't care if you love Country music or not, you can't help but love Dolly Parton. She is a legend.

Although I've enjoyed the swing tunes theme and was completely pumped about Barry Manilow night a couple of seasons ago, there are some songs that need to be retired. If I never hear another rendition of a Gloria Estefan song, I won't be disappointed. The minute Ricky Minor and the band hits that first note of "Conga" I roll my eyes. Her music wears me out. And just because Simon Cowell loves "Unchained Medley" doesn't mean you have the pipes to sing it.

So, here's today's question....

What American Idol music theme night would you like to see?

I have to say that a part of me would love the producers to bust out a gospel night and really see how many of these contestants can let it fly. I still remember dancing to Mandisa's "Shackles" song even though Simon referred to it as indulgent. Maybe one season American Idol can poll the audience to submit their music theme ideas and the whole season would be developed by the fans. I mean, that's what this show is all about, right? Making fans happy?

Save the Last Dance For Me

My parents fell in love to the music of Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, and all the other smooth sounds of the Rat Pack era. When I was growing up I thought all those songs were for "old timers" but then I heard a man named Harry Connick, Jr., sing some of those songs back in the 80s and what I once thought was geeky quickly became cool.

I love most all music genres, but the one I never tire of plays endlessly on my Pandora radio: Harry Connick, Jr., Diana Krall, Michael Buble' mixed in with Frank Sinatra, Mel Torme, and Dean Martin. Those soothing songs relax me and aside from songs that tell the gospel story, they rank at the top of my list.

About four years ago, I suprised my friend, Jan, with tickets to see Harry Connick, Jr. for her birthday. It was a fabulous concert and one of those nights that make a lifelong memory. Well, when it was announced last year that Michael Buble' was coming to Louisville on March 14, we both salivated at the prospect of going, yet neither of us had the excess funds to put towards the pricey tickets. Jan would periodically remind me, "We're going!" Yeah, right, Jan. One day, though, she shocked me. Her sweet Mom, Monica, had purchased two tickets for Jan as a Christmas present for both of us to go. The countdown began.

Last night, the evening had come to witness Buble' in action. The venue was Freedom Hall, our largest indoor arena here, but an "intimate setting" was promised for the event. We arrived, picked up our tickets and headed to our seats...in Section 338. They were about as far away from the stage as you could get (as verified by the fact there were few people in our general area.) But, we were pumped to be there and figured we could sing as loud as we wanted to and wouldn't disturb anyone. At a few minutes after 8pm, the opening act, Naturally 7, began. They were 7 guys (clever, eh?) who sang and also used their voices to create the sounds of instruments. We were laughing and enjoying the evening and ready for the star of the show.

As Naturally 7 ended, the lights came up and we prepared for the reason we were there. About that time, the usher came up to us and spoke words that forever would change our night. "Ladies, we had a group of tickets on the floor we just couldn't sell. So they asked us to offer them to those of you in this section. If you'd like to move to the floor, you can." Jan looked at me and I didn't hesitate. "Thanks! We'd love to!" We didn't need anything else to fuel our excitement, but this just about put us over the edge.

The concert was even more amazing than I expected. I'll admit that I've been a fan of Harry much longer than Michael and didn't know if Buble' could pull a concert off as well as Connick. But, he made me a believer. With a full orchestra and the almost uncanny mix of Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, and Elvis Presley, he was unbelievable as a singer and entertainer. I won't be as bold on here to give my very fleshly commentary of Michael Buble', but let me just say, you have to thank God for creating all that is Michael Buble'. If only he was a Christian, I'd marry that man.

There are many highlights from the concert, but probably my favorite was his singing of the hit song, "Home." As he dashingly sat perched on his stool crooning to me (and 6999 other folks), the video rolleing behind him highlighted various Louisville landmarks. I'm a hometown 'Ville girl, and that just hit the spot.

Until a godly man strolls into my life with an appreciation of this throwback to the "good ole days," I'm saving my last dance for Michael...