Skip to main content

Correction

I just checked my blog profile and discovered that I am an accountant living in Afghanistan. News to me! So for all of you who were wondering about that, I'm still in Smallville, and I'm still really bad with numbers. I am not, never have been and do not aspire to be an accountant. Go check your profiles. Maybe you'll discover you're a dog trainer in Mozambique.

Comments

Faith said…
Oh my goodness, I just discovered I'm living in Afghanistan, too! Wonder how that happened ... lol! (I don't think I'm an accountant but I'll double-check!)
September 16, 2007 at 12:50 AM
Jennifer@DoingTheNextThing said…
That's funny! I'll have to go check mine.
September 16, 2007 at 2:34 PM
Etta said…
I am also an accountant in an Afghanistan. We should open our own firm together! Hee,hee.
September 16, 2007 at 4:06 PM
Xandra@Heart-of-Service said…
Whew! I'm still living in Texas...what a relief!
September 16, 2007 at 6:45 PM
God's girl said…
that is too funny! I am going to ck mine too!
Blessings,
Ang
September 16, 2007 at 7:11 PM
Christin said…
Gotta love the world of computers. That is so crazy!!

Thankfully, my profile hasn't had an identity crisis. yet. :)
September 16, 2007 at 9:34 PM
Sarah Markley said…
Thankfully, I am still in smoggy, somewhat-stuck-up, luxury-centric, appearance-focused, spend-more-than-you-make Orange County. Yes, thankfully - its home and our families are here! We just have to get thru life without getting the tunnel vision that is rampant here! Maybe I should become an accountant in Afghanistan.
September 16, 2007 at 10:32 PM
Kate said…
Sarah,

I love this. I think you've got a post in there somewhere.

Kate
September 16, 2007 at 11:58 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

4-H Exhibits-Updated

Update: Blue ribbons all around! 4 of our projects will go onto the state fair. John's headboard exceeds size limitations and so we will lug it home tomorrow. We are relieved. That thing is heavy! ************* For the past few weeks we have been busy sewing, sawing, quilling and painting 4-H projects. The kids have been in 4-H for about a month and they started with a bang. The annual 4-H fair is tomorrow. So this morning we loaded these projects and four kids wearing slippers into the car. The fifth one had sense enough to wear flip-flops. (The other four complained as we pulled out of the driveway that their feet were sweating.) John reclining against the headboard that he built with Stuart. He wrote the 10 Commandments of Table Saw Safety to accompany this project. Claire's quilling project. Lauren modeling the apron that she sewed. Lauren and the dog painting she has been working on in art class for the past few months. Faith and her quilling project. So now...
27 comments
Read more

Finding Rest: Part Two (Scroll down three posts to read this story from the beginning)

Why share such a personal story ? I share it because I have talked to enough women to know that underneath the makeup and the matching outfits and the small talk that make up our exteriors, we are a broken people. To pretend otherwise creates isolation. Thoughtful honesty creates closer relationships and greater understanding. When we share the way God works in the difficult things of life it encourages first oneself and then others. For some of us, the pieces have been patched and restored and there is wholeness where there was none before. But some of us are walking wounded, barely hanging on and wondering if there is hope. We have a choice. We can either be completely shattered by bitterness, depression and anger or we can lay the fragments before the One who can take the sharp slivers and jagged pieces and create a beautiful, productive life. Here is the conclusion to John's story. When John was ten, he was sullen and moody and difficult and so was I. But I was no longer proud....
28 comments
Read more

Aviary Amphitheater (Wordless? Wednesday)

We're slow starters in the morning. The children lie on the sofas and read. Charlie sits and eats a graham cracker and a bowl of yogurt at the table before breakfast. Lauren and I take turn cooking oatmeal, or muffins, or scones... We eat somewhere between ten and eleven. Today, in the midst of all this leisure, the house became exceptionally quiet and I went to figure out why because "too quiet" is never a good thing. Except that it was today. I peeked out the living room window into the backyard and found five chairs and five children lined up on the patio. I opened the door and everybody shushed me. "Hush, Mama. We're watching the birds. Come sit with us" Six or seven hummingbirds were zipping around the feeder, frantic to fill their little gas tanks before they migrate. The children were silent, heads tipped up, eyes squinting against the morning light. I went in to get the camera. I took a few pictures of the children but could not capture the hyperacti...
22 comments
Read more