If you’re on facebook?  You’ve already seen them…

But here’s one of my favorites…

because I was chuckling when it was in my head…

but it’s gone.

But I have to tell you, I’m on day six of blogging… and you know what?  I’m pretty sure that I’m not going to have time to blog this weekend, because I’m not online much on the weekends…

So you know what I did?

I autoposted some of my favorite pictures from the past few months…

That’s blogging, right?

There are a few words with them…

I think that counts…

Have an awesome weekend!

Until next time…

Ever.

Me?

An evangalist?  Never mind that the Bible tells us that we are ALL missionaries and supposed to be evangalists.

But Sunday night, I finished my Evangalism Explosion class.

I have completed my classroom instruction and my on-the-job training… which, I have to tell you… knocking on doors?  Not my cup of tea.

But I did it.

Meaning?

I just became a sales person.

I’m selling Jesus.  Which, really, He can sell Himself… If you sit back and witness everything that He accomplishes… or believe that it’s Him…

Yes, I’m now telling people about the greatest story ever told, about the greatest man who ever lived, about the greatest gift that has ever been given… and through me, God is asking the greatest question that someone will answer… “Do you want to receive the gift of eternal life?”

God has used me to lead two people to Him.  One, the lady at the Rescue Mission and the other?  A teen who has been visiting our youth group.

I still am more comfortable with leading people to church and someone else talking with them.  Obviously.  But I can.

I can do this.  Because God has called me to do it.

And you want to know what’s next?

They’ve asked me to be a trainer.  So I get to go into another 13 week session to learn to train other soul winners.

I’m still unsure of how to feel about this, however, I’ve been called and everytime I try to say no, I get this feeling that I’m doing the wrong thing.  So I’ve just given into Him.

But here again…

Another situation where I never thought I would find myself.

But He knew.  He knew a long time ago.  And at that time?  He knew that I couldn’t see myself here in this situation, so He didn’t reveal that to me.  It’s one of those times that I’m glad He keeps things and His plans to Himself.

So first teens… then sharing the good news… then training soul winners…

What’s next for Heather Jacobson?

I don’t know…

Only He does…

I’ll wait patiently to find out.

Until next time…

I’ve seen them all.

It’s all my friend Cindy’s fault.  I happen to stop over to her house two weeks ago and she shared with me a few clips and I was hooked.

I mean HOOKED.

Because the Glee Club Director?  Hot!

I mean did you see him singing Bust a Move?  How about the Thong Song?

Um yeah.  I’ve not been that hot over someone since Donnie Wahlberg… but shhhh…

Don’t tell the boy.

I left Cindy’s house and the next day looked the episodes up online.  Being 7 weeks into the season, the first three weeks I could only get through iTunes.  So that’s what I did.

And then I watched the next 4 on Hulu.

And now I can’t WAIT until next week to find out what’s happening.

And the funny thing is?

I haven’t really watched tv in over a year.  We just don’t watch TV.  We don’t have cable and we do other things.

And now?

Hooked.

Additionally, I started watching Ugly Betty again.  Because I love her.

But I’m stopping there.  I can only watch two shows online.

Well, I could watch more, but I just don’t have time.

So…

What show are you hooked on?  Why?

Until next time…

Voting is uber important.  I don’t care if it’s not a presidential election.  The decisions that we make at the state and local level have so much impact on what goes on at the national level.

Additionally, if you’re happy or not happy with the way things are working, this is your time to speak.  If you’re pleased with what’s going on, then by all means, go and support those who are going to continue to run things the way that you like them.

And if you’re not happy, then get out there and vote for the person that can actually get in there and make some waves.

YOUR OPINION MATTERS!

This is the ONLY way that you can be heard.

And please…

Please…

If you don’t vote, DO NOT complain about what’s going on.  By not excercising your right to vote, you’ve given up your right to complain.

Until next time…

Sicily… 1918…

Heh.  I just love Sophia from the Golden Girls…it’s probably one of the biggest things that I miss about cable… spending time with Dorothy, Rose, Blanche and Sophia…

but I digress.

Picture it… Halloween night 2009… there are no kids… and the boy and I find ourselves not knowing what to get in to.  Neither of our houses draw trick-or-treaters… so handing out candy (that we collected at Trunk-or-Treat the Sunday before was out…)

There were several things going on around town that we could’ve attended, some that required costumes and some that did not.  We could’ve hit the town, or gone on a date, or… something, right?

Except know what happened? The boy came home from work on Friday with a fever of 103.  Just so happened that we were supposed to go to a grown up party that night, and bless his heart, he offered to still take me, but I knew that he had worked all day in a freezer at -30 degrees and he had a fever and I wasn’t going to drag him out.  So we went and got Chinese food and watched Mr. Bean’s Holiday.

He was not familiar with Mr. Bean, and I just couldn’t let one more day go by without him knowing about the insanely funny Mr. Bean.

Saturday morning, the boy wasn’t any better.  Still had the fever of 103 so I plopped him on the couch and worked on some of my stuff for awhile before we scoured all of our Rachel Ray magazines and cookbooks for some new things to make for dinner this week. 

I made my grocery list and told him that I was going to wait to go as I wanted to make sure that his fever was down, and selfishly, I was hoping that he would feel a little better and up to going with me.

By4:30, I could wait no longer… not if he wanted me to make the shrimp jambalaya with grits that he asked for.  (We try hard to make things that there’s no way the kids will eat when we’re sans kids.)

He said he felt up to going and I asked several times if he was sure, assuring him that I didn’t mind going alone.  But he simply responded with, “I’m okay.  I want to spend time with you.”

I know, gag, right?  He’s kinda gross like that.

When we got to the grocery store, I asked if he wanted me to push the cart and do you know what he said?

“No, I need it to hold me up!”

I spun around, because he was having trouble keeping up with me and scolded him… “I thought you said you felt well enough to come?”

“I wanted to come.  I wanted to spend time with you.”  I know.. totally gag me with a spoon.

“If you collapse, I’m leaving you here.  I told you not to come if you didn’t feel up to it.”  Yes, I really did say that.  And no, I wouldn’t really have left him there, but he’s just so stubborn.  I know that if you’re ill, you’re supposed to rest, or you won’t get better.

But he has this problem with resting.  Like yesterday, I went to Sunday School and church and when I came back to check on him, it was clear that he had cleaned and worked on the laundry.  And while I’m appreciative of it, he should’ve been resting.  I had every intention of doing that when I got home.

I’ll use his quote here… “Find a man more stubborn than I am and then marry him…”

So we went grocery shopping and he came back and laid down while I put the groceries away and made dinner.  He ventured out into the kitchen and started cleaning (which, there again, not a problem with that really except 1 – he’s sick and still running a high fever and 2 — he puts things away that I purposely had sitting out that I needed.  So I turn around to find the grits and they’re gone.

I didn’t mean to scold him.  I really didn’t.  But I wanted him to be laying down.

After dinner was done, I realized that my September fuel points were expiring Saturday.  Meaning, if we didn’t go get gas, I was losing out on my 40 cents off the gallon.  I was going to go by myself but he insisted that we take both cars and fill them up. So that’s what we did… parked them end to end and filled them both up for $2.09 a gallon.

We’re just adventurous people like that.

Then we came back and watched a scary movie.  I fulfilled my yearly duty of a scary movie on Halloween.  I didn’t watch much since I kept pulling the blanket up over my eyes, but I guess it was a good story line.

So yeah… exciting stuff, I tell ya.

But at least it was enough to keep my streak up in writing.  Two days in a row…

Woot.

Until next time…

This coming from the woman who used to blog at least once, sometimes twice a day and then stopped.

But maybe I can do it.

Maybe I can find something to share every single day this month.

Even if it’s just a verse that I’m meditating on… or maybe the latest book that I’m reading.

But today, I can tell you two things…

No, actually three…

First, it’s my parent’s anniversary this year… they were married in 1975… so that makes 34 years of wedded bliss.  My mother will tell you that she loves him more today than the day that she married him.  Well, she told me that awhile ago, but I’m sure that it still holds true.

Second, the boy’s youngest turns FIVE today… FIVE… and we have a princess cake for the princess…

And then you know what else?

The house is plagued… everyone keeps getting sick… the boy’s oldest got sick Wednesday, Samara followed Thursday, the boy on Friday and Matthew yesterday… and today? The princess, on her birthday, is just so tired… no fever yet, but it’s obvious that she’s not herself…

So while the house was supposed to be filled with the boy’s family, they’ve chosen to avoid us since they don’t want to get sick… which I TOTALLY understand but I’m just over everyone being sick.  Sam, the boy and I already had the flu…

That was just two weeks ago… and after that I got a sinus infection and the boy got bronchitis…

Just done with it…

Over it…

But we’re going to go and celebrate the life of one princess today and try to make the most of it…

Until next time…

“God, please now my future see, make it clear where I should be. Oopen windows, close the doors, not my will, my God, but Yours.” — Karen Kingsbury, Fame

When one door closes another opens. But often we look so long so regretfully upon the closed door that we fail to see the one that has opened for us. Helen Keller

Ironic how, at the time, it in no way, shape or form applied to me.  I just liked it.  I saw the truth in it.  I wanted to share it with others because of the profoundness of it.

Little did I know, just five days later, the quote would be just for me.

Yesterday, a door closed for me.  I have a myriad of emotions running through me from happy to sad, terrified to excited and everything in between.  I know that I’m going to continue having a roller coaster of a ride for quite some time, but the moment that the decision was made, I thought of this quote.

And I am bound and determined not to focus on the closed door, but rather, to be alert and aware of the doors that are going to be opening around me.

Until next time…

the prom?  Totally awesome… of course with stories to go with it…

But I promised pictures and I am obliging… except I only have two…

Because I’m retarded and didn’t make sure that I had fresh batteries before I left…

But the fact that I had everything else to go was a huge accomplishment… thank God for Jennifer who outfitted me with the dress and the jewelry… and for looking at all the text messages of pictures of shoes I was sending her from the store.

But at least I have these two…

So here they are…

(and for most of you, an introduction to the boy… because I’ve never posted a picture of his face before…)

Yeah, I know… I clean up pretty good… as does the boy… Jennifer had some other pictures so maybe, just maybe she’ll send them to me at some point in time… heh

What I can tell you?  I’m not 18 anymore and that late night crap?  Good thing I don’t have to do it very often…

But we had a blast!  In fact, I think I might ask them to go again!  Need some recovery time first though…

Until next time…