You may have noticed a decided drop in the volume of blog posting lately…
I am lacking in inspiration and so have taken on a challenge to boost the brain cells…
I’ll be checking in on you throughout the month but will be saving my writing for NaNoWriMo – just to see if I can do it!!!
Happy November!!
Cost of Living
I spent money today…
I’m actually not very good at it. Not that that means that I have a bank account that overflows, but that while I can totally overspend on the grocery budget I’m absolutely crap at shopping for fun, therapy, clothing or gifts.
So, today, I went to buy clothes for Brad and Henry’s wedding [Brad’s the girl…] and found some lovely things that cost too much. I bought two tops which are lovely but were expensive… (no Target shopping for me this time!!!) I got bargain shoes which was good though, and accessories… so the ‘what to wear’ dilemma is solved for the weekend… now I have to apply myself to the gift part… yikes… thank goodness for gift registries…
I bought Flick’s DVD gift for Christmas and bought a gift for myself, but it might be considered a bit of an unusual splurge if I think about it.
I bought ‘The Passion of the Christ’ on DVD. Partly because it was only $11.00 and partly because as much as the movie was painful to watch, I loved it.
I have my issues with Jesus (actually less with him and more with his followers) on occasion, so I don’t think it’s bad for my soul to be reminded periodically, even in a graphic and dramatic fashion, that I do believe his story, his sacrifice, and his passion. I believe it happened, I believe its impact on the world, and I believe its relevance for modern man.
So, as I write this I’m half watching the movie, which I can just about handle… I’ve passed by the part that made me cry like a baby the first time I saw it (when Mary throws herself on the floor above Jesus’ cell) and while I’m only half concentrating on it I think I can bear the worst of the torture and crucifixion scenes.
It’s Sunday, and this is church for me today watching and hearing the story of the life that makes my life mean something.
So, if I think about it, some things are worth gratuitious expenditure.
MeeM
I’m holding Red responsible for the fact I’m not going to finish Nano…
Ten years ago
I had just moved to Whangarei in the North Island of NZ. A move that took me from the big smoke of Auckland to a small rural city and it felt like I could breathe again. Now I live in Sydney Australia… Not sure what went wrong there…
Five years ago
I was still a student… just finishing up my 2nd year of a singing diploma. Not currently singing… Not sure what went wrong there either
One year ago
I was 2 months into my new job as a Web Princess… it came hot on the heels of 6 months from hell… It was a good move.
Five yummy things
Coffee
Cheesecake
Roast Lamb and Mint sauce
Real NZ Kumara (the purple ones)
Feijoas
Five songs I know by heart
Paper Moon
Georgia
Summertime (Gershwin)
His Eye is on the Sparrow
Any of the Songs we sing in Church
Five things I would do with a LOT of money
Get Debt Free
Buy Property
Give 10% away
Get a new computer
Travel
Five things I would never wear
Gold Lame
A Bikini
6 inch Stilettos
Blue Eyeshadow
Mini Skirt
Five favourite TV shows
House
Grey’s Anatomy
CSI
Law and Order Criminal Intent
Numb3rs
Five things I enjoy doing
Singing
Taking Photos
Cooking (and eating)
Tweaking HTML Code
Reading Novels
Five people I want to inflict this on
Everyone I know has done it… help yourself if you fancy taking it on!
Lunch for Three
God showed up in my car yesterday.
Which is a rather good thing considering I haven’t actually been able to locate him anywhere else lately… I felt a bit like that t-shirt that says “I found Jesus! – He was behind the sofa the whole time!” Except he was in my car.
Roo’s having a tough time. I’d kind of noticed it last week when we were travelling to and from the Bigger than Big Thing (which probably won’t be the Last Big Thing we ever do [dammit].)
Anyway, I was needing to get out of the office at lunchtime and thought I’d see if she wanted to join me. So we shot off up the road to the nearest shopping precinct to find a cafe. Except we stayed in the car. I’m not much of a pastor really, and so I just listened and passed the tissues while Roo told me stories that would curl your hair.
After all the tissues were passed and all the stories were told I prayed – which was when Jesus showed up.
It feels pretty good to know that even when I’m wondering why I do what I do where I do it, all I have to to is start talking to Him and He shows up.
Guess he kinda likes to hang out more than I do.
If he’s going to show up like that then I’m pretty sure I can keep doing what I do until I know if I’m meant to be doing something else.