Ice skating

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We're going ice skating at a local ice-rink over in W. Yorks tomorrow - yes folks, I'm crossing the border! ;)

The girls are SO excited. I'm a little concerned. I said to my Dad today, "I'll ring you from the hospital to give you the heads-up on the broken bones".

Lol.

I have only ever ice-skated once before. I fell over. I was a teenager and was rather smitten with one of the lads we had gone ice-skating with. I was that busy mooning (no not baring my behind, but in the context of: to spend in idle reverie : dream ) that I crashed into someone and landed on my head. I've had mental problems since....hahahaha well not quite. :) But I was very dizzy afterward.

So, given my history in the world of ice-skating, I'm not sure how I will fare. Hubs, on the other hand, considers himself the next Dean - I however am not the next Torvill.

Squidge has been counting down the hours she is so excited. It should be fun, despite my misgivings! :)



How cute is this picture?:

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Reminds me a bit of the film...about the animals finding their way home...can't remember the name right now.



On a totally different subject, isn't this scripture wonderful?

Rejoice greatly, O Daughter of Zion! Shout, Daughter of Jerusalem! See, your king comes to you, righteous and having salvation, gentle and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey.

I will take away the chariots from Ephraim and the war-horses from Jerusalem, and the battle-bow will be broken. He will proclaim peace to the nations. His rule will extend from sea to sea and from the River to the ends of the earth.

As for you, because of the blood of my covenant with you, I will free your prisoners from the waterless pit.

Return to your fortress, O prisoners of hope; even now I announce that I will restore twice as much to you.

Zechariah 9:9-12

It just reminds me of what Jesus has done. That this was prophesied about our Lord all those hundreds of years before he rode into Jerusalem on the colt. Our Lord, so humble of heart, yet the conqueror of all that binds us. King of kings, Lord of Lords.

Amen. xxx

Chinese Dragons

Chatterbox announced at 6.30 pm the other night, "Oh, by the way Mummy, I have to draw a large Chinese dragon for assembly and it has to be in tomorrow."

"How large!??"

Why do children leave things so late? Lol.

I think it was something to do with Chinese New Year - which may explain Chatterbox's questions about 'good luck'. I don't believe in 'good luck' and I explained why...I didn't realise the questions had probably sprung from the Chinese New Year 'luck' malarky.

Anyway, not wanting to be left out, Squidge decided to draw one too.

Squidge's dragon - reminds me a bit of a red godzilla.

Chatterbox's dragon

I said to her, "Where's his legs?"

"Chinese dragons don't have legs Mummy!"

I think they do, but I wasn't going to argue - lol. She was a bit miffed when the teacher thought she'd drawn a snake. :) Maybe I should have pressed the point about the legs!

Squidge's dragon had a baby.

Happy Days

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I just counted up what was left of our Christmas money. Out of the four of us I had £2 more than anyone else. So I jokingly said, "I'm the RICHEST!". To which Chatterbox replied, "It will be difficult for you to get into heaven then".

Lol.

"But not impossible," I said. :)

For nothing is impossible for God, even for a smug Mummy who has £2 more than the rest of her family.

Speaking of interesting interpretation of scripture by young small-persons. Chatterbox has many times said, when she has come last in something or not won a game, "The first will be last and the last will be first. Therefore, I win!"

*Sigh* "That's not what that scripture means!" Grrrr. Lol.

The most lovely one was when Chatterbox said to me, "We have a King!". So I said, "No we have a Queen, Queen Elizabeth II".

"No Mummy! We have a King! KING JESUS!"

They never fail to make me smile (in between the regular parental "why are you not doing your homework?"-type frustrations).

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Ah the kitties, they never cease to amaze and amuse.

I no longer have angst [ahem]. However, I have come to a realisation and a decision. I, of course, will continue blogging (chuh, could the decision have been different really? ;)). But a leetle bit of 'wanting to be popular' had crept in. By this I mean that, in wanting more readers, I was watering things down a bit - so as not to offend. Well of course, I don't mean I am going to be all ranty, political and large and growly about what I believe/think. But neither do I want to water-down my faith for fear that someone might be offended or (even worse) NOT READ MY BLOG [sharp intake of breath] - because you know that would be just the end of the world. :)

So there'll be the usual mix of funny cat pictures, English-isms, daily chit-chat and (hopefully) some deep thinks too. I'm a mother, a wife, a daughter and crazy-cat owner - but most of all I am a Christian and it shapes my whole life, and I ought to be unapologetic about that.

BTW, do you like my new header? Lol, I love that picture of our cat. She's all fangs. The picture was taken of her looking up at a toy expectantly.

Big hugs. x

A wee break me lasses

Oooh, shiny white blog! It's like snow's fallen... :)

I think I'm going to take a wee break from posting whilst I have big deep thinks about what I am doing with this blog.

As you know me dearies, I have the urge to delete every so often. I often succumb, but I'm not deleting - even if I did I can restore in 90 days (so if you see it gone it'll no doubt return). I'm just suffering a touch of blog angst...what to post, what not to post...etc.

When I first started blogging in those days of yore I wanted it to be all about Jesus. I think I've drifted a bit, and that's not good. Oh I don't mean I shouldn't post about the day-to-day joys of motherhood, etc. What I mean is Jesus ought to be the centre even of the everyday.

Anyway, you don't want to hear all about my angst. So I'm going to take a few days away from posting.

For Prayer

Angela from Tracing Rainbows is a Baptist Pastor's wife. This morning she shares that some of their link missionaries have asked for prayer for the region of Cusco in Peru. The photo on her site shows just how bad it is. Would you pray? Here is the request from the missionaries:

“Dear praying friends, please pray for the region of Cusco. The Urubamba river has flooded, bridges have collapsed and there are terrible mudslides. Many homes made of adobe (mud and straw) have been washed away; some people have died in the mudslides, others have lost their homes and livelihoods. Today the Cusco region was declared a state of emergency for the next 60 days. Some of our missionary colleagues living in the countryside have experienced terrible damage to their property. We in the city are only experiencing minor annoyances with travel disruption and water shortages but we urge you to pray for those who are so badly affected and the response that the Baptist convention and other churches will make to reach out to those suffering.

Thankyou, Scott and Anjanette Williamson”

For more information and to see the picture visit Angela at Tracing Rainbows: Crisis in Cusco.

Happy Homemaker Monday

The weather in my neck of the woods:
Chilly and damp. I thought I saw a couple of snowflakes as I walked back home from school this morning.

One of my simple pleasures:
Reading to my girls.

On my bedside table:
The Stripping of the Altars (though I must admit, this book is starting to draaaaag so it might not be on my bedside table next week!) and You're Coming With Me Lad: Tales of a Yorkshire Bobby and my Bible (I'm reading Genesis, Matthew and Acts).

On my TV:

~Series 8 of 24 - How is Jack Bauer still alive? He's like some kind of Terminator-robot-man.
~QI

QI is a BBC comedy quiz show. 'QI' stands for 'Quite Interesting'.

Something learned recently from QI: It is only in recent years that girl babies wear pink and boy babies wear blue. For many years, as recently as the 1920s, pink was considered the stronger and more boyish colour and blue was more delicate and more suited to the girls.

Indeed, boys used to be called 'girls'. Yes, up until the 15th century, female children were 'gay girls' and male children were 'knave girls'. 'Boy' was the word for a servant. 'Quite Interesting' you might say. :)


On the menu for tonight:
Home made pizza.

On my To Do List:
Walking into the village with my Mum, to go to the bank and buy some milk.
Laundry.
Ironing.
Hopefully a bit of cleaning too.

New Recipe I tried last week:
I don't think I tried anything new.

In the craft basket:
Nothing at the minute.

Looking forward to:
My walk into the village with Mum - Edit: I started typing this post before walking into the village with Mum, but we've been, so I'm no longer looking forward to this but looking back with fond memories! :)

Homemaking Tip for this week:
To keep the tops of kitchen cupboards free of dust and grime, lay newspaper on the tops (blue-tack it down if it curls). Every so often take up the old paper and lay new.

Favorite Blog Post of the week (mine or other):

Melissa's post about making a scarf from an old t-shirt (or t-shirty material): A T-Shirt (but not) Scarf. It looks so simple but with a great result. I may just try it. Hey, then I'll have something in my 'craft basket'! Technically, it isn't Melissa's idea (she links to another site with instructions), but I'll give her credit because if she hadn't posted about it I wouldn't have known about it.

Favourite photo from last week:

Not one of mine:

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Lesson learned the past few days:
That I have got to stop intellectualising/reasoning/researching everything, and just trust God.

On my Prayer List:
My dear friend who has cancer.
The people of Haiti.
My Dad who has been made redundant and who finishes in March.
My family, my church and my friends.

18"Listen then to what the parable of the sower means: 19When anyone hears the message about the kingdom and does not understand it, the evil one comes and snatches away what was sown in his heart. This is the seed sown along the path. 20The one who received the seed that fell on rocky places is the man who hears the word and at once receives it with joy. 21But since he has no root, he lasts only a short time. When trouble or persecution comes because of the word, he quickly falls away. 22The one who received the seed that fell among the thorns is the man who hears the word, but the worries of this life and the deceitfulness of wealth choke it, making it unfruitful. 23But the one who received the seed that fell on good soil is the man who hears the word and understands it. He produces a crop, yielding a hundred, sixty or thirty times what was sown." (Matthew 13. NIV)

Hosted by Sandra at Diary of a Stay at Home Mom.