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Saturday Shout-Out: Hoo Goes Where

I wanted to use my Saturday posts to highlight some great bloggers out there. This week’s feature blogger is wonderful and I hope you love her as much as I do. If you’d like me to highlight you, just send me an email:


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Saturday Shout-Out

~Your name: I answer to several, but you can call me Janie.

~Your blog’s name w/ link: Hoo Goes Where  http://hoogoeswhere.blogspot.com

~Type of blog it is: Life in general  (If you don’t fit in anywhere else, you’ll probably fit in here.)

~Tell us a little something about yourself: Foremost, I’m a mum, wife, and domestic engineer. Professionally, I am a physical therapist who went on to become a medical doctor and later specialized in pediatrics. I went on hiatus several months after I gave birth. I’ve recently gone back to work, albeit part-time. Part-time work arrangements are heaven sent!

~If you had only 1 wish, what would it be and why?Difficult to choose just one. Hmmm. I’d wish for my daughter and future children to grow up to be responsible and God-fearing members of the society.

~What’s your favorite thing about where you live and why? We live in the tropical city state of Singapore. Everything here works. We have a very effective and efficient government. I also love the cultural diversity that Singapore has to offer.

~What’s #1 on your ‘Bucket List’? Surprise! I don’t do bucket lists. I have long term and short term goals though.  Does this make me sound like a very serious person? I tell you, I am not.

~3 words to describe yourself would be…? Impressionable. Straightforward. Emotional.

~1 little known fact about you is…? I spend so much time on my hair. Wash, blow dry, iron. Only to tie it in a pony at the
last minute. There goes the effort!  Oh and I cry at the movies too!

~1 vice of yours is…? Salted potato chips and all sorts of junk food. Except chocolates. Nom. Nom.

~Why did you start blogging? I started blogging in 2008. My blog was a personal journal of sorts. Most of my old posts are still unpublished. Then motherhood happened. I began to take up blogging again in March of this year after we’d gone traveling abroad. I was feeling trapped and lonesome as a newly minted SAHM. And, there was this overwhelming need to reach out to fellow mums and interact with them. Blogging has done that for me.

~What’s your favorite thing about blogging? The sense of belongingness that it gives me. And the opportunity to cultivate friendships. I have recently gone on play dates with fellow mummies here. We all “met “ via twitter!

~What do you think makes for a successful blog? I am no blog guru. But I believe that being honest and true to your beliefs and values is essential. Just keep it real.

~3 words to describe your blog would be…? I don’t really have 3 words to describe my blog. How about I let you describe it for me? =)

~What’s 1 blog (besides yours) that you think everyone should check out? There are a lot of wonderful blogs out there. Since I am only allowed one, I’d like you all to check out Germaine’s Blog: http://kiddothings.blogspot.com/. She’s one of the few online friends who’s very encouraging and supportive. I hope to meet her in real life someday.

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“I do not think you know…”

“I do not think that means what you think it means.”

Quick- where’s that quote from?

If you said ‘The Princess Bride’, you would be correct.

However…

If you said ‘Boystown’, that would also be the right answer.

There are many quotes from a multitude of movies that we repeat in our household on a daily basis”

“‘Ello.”  “Did you just say ‘hello’?”  “Nooooo- I said ‘ello’, but that’s close enough”

(That would be ‘Labrinth’ and yes, I had a crush on Jerreth.)

“Squirrel!”

(The film ‘Up’.  You need to see it and then periodically interject that word randomly into conversations.)

“Punch it, Chewy.”

(Ok, if you don’t get that one, you’re fired and I’m not going to even going to give you an answer.)

That first quote, though- the very first one I mentioned?  That one is probably used most frequently in our home.  I’m pretty sure that’s par for the course when you’ve got an 11 going on 30 year old.  You can’t help but laugh when they weave advanced words into a conversation without having a CLUE as to what they mean.

More than that, though, is that sometimes I find myself saying “I do not think you know what you think you know.”  Many a time, Camo has come to me, ready to lay it all on the line for something “Nick said that Eddie said that Conner said was the 100% true”- and “he should know, because his 2nd cousin on his dad’s side is an expert.”

In some ways, kids’ trusting nature is awe-inspiring.  They don’t need boxes of evidence to support why they believe what they believe, and it doesn’t even matter if their belief doesn’t make any sense whatsoever when they truly think about it:  “I can’t fit through the dog door, but Santa will make it through our heat vents since we don’t have a fireplace.”  Its even kind of cute.  The fact is, THEY KNOW its true.

Of course, in other ways, this refusal to acknowledge my 30 years of experience compared to his 11 years is utterly maddening:

“Sure, mom- I know you THINK you know what I’m talking about, but you’re old, so your brain is probably starting to fail you.”

“But, honey, I’ve been there & done that- trust me.”

“So, you SAY.”

“No, dear, its not just what I’m SAYING, its what I KNOW.”

“Times have changed, mom.”

“Yes, sweetie, love of my life, but gravity hasn’t, so trust me- there’s no way a bus could fly.”

Don’t ask where he heard it.  The fact is, someone younger and wiser was more “in the know” than me, and therefore, I was clueless.

I suppose, when it comes right down to it, I’d rather he trust me in the bigger sense.  I mean, as long as he listens to me about drugs and smoking being bad; hopping into bed before marriage is wrong; and college is the key to his future- that’s what matters, right?

Let’s just hope he doesn’t have his eyes set on aviation.

Baking Kids and Raising Bread

Have you ever noticed that raising kids is a lot like baking bread?

Yeah, you probably haven’t, therefore, you should thank me because I’ve no doubt opened up your eyes to a whole new way of thinking!

Seriously, though, it really is.  Just go with me one this one.

First, you decide what kind of bread you want- just like how so many people decide what kind of kiddos they want.  You laugh- or maybe that’s just a confused look you have- but its true.  How many people do YOU know who refer to their pets as their “fur babies”?

*shudder* I’m sorry, but it just sounds like some sort of bad, juvenile disorder: “I’m sorry, Mrs Smith, but little Johnny has come down with a severe case of … fur babies.”  Just call them what they are, will ya?  They’re your replacement for kids.

Anyways, so you choose your “bread”- human or… hairy.  (Or, in some sad cases, a little of both, poor kids.)

The next thing you do is add the ingredients.  In bread, this includes your flour (substance), yeast (leavening), sugar (everything should have a touch of sweetness), etc.

With kids, the same things are necessary.  Everything you teach your kids -that’s the substance; love- the yeast; and the sugar- this can include everything from words of encouragement to “dates” with your kids to, well, if you can consider it sweet, it applies here.

And, as a side note, did you know that yeast and sugar must go hand in hand to properly work?  With kids, think of it as your words and your actions working together.  You can tell your kids you love them, but its the “sugar” that really shows them.

After you’ve added all the ingredients, in bread, you mix it all together, let it rise, knead it some more, let it rise once more, then you bake it.

With kids, its a continual process- adding more “ingredients”, teaching it to them (mixing), letting them rise (letting them rest so what you’ve said has a chance to sink in), and then starting the process over again.

And you have to let them “rise”.  If you just keep beating them, *ahem* I meant KNEADING them, you’ll end up with tough dough, er, a tough kid.

As parents, we’re constantly “adding to the batter”, “mixing it all in”, and giving them a chance to “rise” on their own.  It never stops, and all the while, they’re baking- becoming the person they’re meant to be.  Even the heat of the oven (the pressures of life) help to perfect the process.

Now, if any of those steps are left out or if any of the ingredients are missing (or too much of any one ingredient is added), then the loaf will be off- it can be too sweet, too salty, too puffed up, too dense or hard, tasteless, a squishy, doughy mess, or possibly no real growth.

But if everything is added in all the right proportions, in the end the result is a perfect loaf of bread, and all that’s left is to eat it.

Ok, maybe I was a little hasty in my comparison…

Saturday Shout-Out: Wisdom of a Fool!

I wanted to use my Saturday posts to highlight some great bloggers out there. This week’s feature blogger is wonderful and I hope you love her as much as I do. If you’d like me to highlight you, just send me an email:


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Saturday Shout-Out

~Your name:  TC Avey

~Your blog’s name w/ link: “Wisdom of a Fool” tcavey.blogspot.com

~Type of blog it is:

Life in General:  Wisdom of a Fool focuses on issues many of us face on a daily basis from a Christian perspective.  It covers topics in the news including politics and current events as well as inspirational stories of forgotten heroes in our history.  Many posts focus on what God is doing in my own life, what I am learning in my walk with Christ and what I am struggling with.  I attempt to educate/enlighten others in my endeavor to educate myself.  I encourage respectful communication as we all strive to learn more about our world and our role in it.

~Tell us a little something about yourself:  I am a Christian wife and mother of one precious little boy (but don’t we all think our children are precious, I hope so).  I love politics and history though I will admit I am not an expert on either, just a passionate observer.  I love to read pretty much anything and everything.  I enjoy traveling but don’t get to do it nearly as often as I would like.  I am obsessive about having a clean house which is something my son is teaching me to let go of and I will admit, I am struggling.

I am also undertaking breaking into the writing field.  I have completed a young adult fiction and am seeking representation.  I know it is a long road to getting published, but I am in no hurry.  I trust God that everything will happen according to HIS plan.

~If you had only 1 wish, what would it be and why?  This is a difficult one…One wish uh?  I guess if I had to pick just one it would be for those I love to find the true meaning of happiness and joy in life.  Neither can be obtained through material goods, status or any other thing society deems as necessary to being successful.  True happiness and joy comes from being content with what God has given and trusting that God is in control.

On a more selfish level, I wish my house would stay miraculously clean ALL the time!!!  That would free up so much of my time, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself, but I sure would love to find out!

~What’s your favorite thing about where you live and why?  On a broad scale, I live in America, a nation of freedom.  I am free to do, go, be and say whatever I please so long as it doesn’t infringe upon another’s ability to do the same.  That is amazing!  On a smaller scale, I live in a community that overall is Christian in nature, where neighbor helps neighbor and our streets are relatively safe for children to play.  With the downturn of the economy my small community is struggling but thriving and I am thankful.

~What’s #1 on your ‘Bucket List’? To see the world!  There are so many wonderful places I want to visit; there is no way to pick just one!

~3 words to describe yourself would be…? Organized, Loyal, Compassionate (Obviously Christian)

~1 little known fact about you is…? I hate folding and putting away laundry.  It’s one of the easiest tasks of housekeeping, yet I struggle doing it each and every time.

~1 vice of yours is…? I tend to be a perfectionist and that can lead me to being critical of myself and sometimes of others though I am more forgiving of others shortcomings than I am of my own.  I put a great deal of pressure on myself when really there is no reason to.  This is something God is working on in my life and my son is helping me along.

~Why did you start blogging?  I started this blog after realizing how many people in my own life do not know or care about what is occurring in our world and/or do not have daily Bible devotional times.  I feel that as responsible Christians we should not only know what the Word of God says, but also know what is transpiring around the globe.  We might not have time to have a long Bible study or to watch all the news, but there are certain things we do need to be aware of.  I am not a Bible expert nor am I a journalist and I don’t endeavor to try to be either.  I simply share things God places on my heart whether it is news related, inspirational or religious in nature.

~What’s your favorite thing about blogging?  I’m enjoying getting to meet new people.  When I look at my blog stats, I can’t believe people from all over the world have logged on and viewed!  I’m pretty sure some of them did it completely on accident, but I’m still encourage with each new visit, each new comment and especially with each new follower.

~What do you think makes for a successful blog? Being open and honest.  This can be scary.  I have opened up my heart about my father passing away and the grief I have walked through.  In the future I know there will be many more things God leads me to share that will make me uncomfortable.  For me, good blogging is about pushing my comfort as God directs in order for Him to use me to touch someone else’s life.  After all, what’s the purpose of learning if not to share?

~3 words to describe your blog would be…? Inspiring, Enlightening, Assertive (Obviously from a Christian standpoint)

~What’s 1 blog (besides yours) that you think everyone should check out? Oh my, I’ve found so many wonderful blogs lately, this one included.  Currently I am really enjoying a series Titled: “31 Days of Letting Go” by Flower Patch Farm Girl at http://flowerpatchfarmgirl.blogspot.com/

Friday’s Writing Prompt: Well, I never!

Never

I’ve never roped a Brahma bull,
I’ve never fought a duel,
I’ve never crossed the desert
On a lop-eared, swayback mule,
I’ve never climbed an idol’s nose
To steal a cursed jewel.

I’ve never gone down with my ship
Into the bubblin’ brine,
I’ve never saved a lion’s life
And then had him save mine,
Or screamed Ahoooo while swingin’ through
The jungle on a vine.

I’ve never dealt draw poker,
In a rowdy lumber camp,
Or got up at the count of nine
To beat the world’s champ,
I’ve never had my picture on
A six-cent postage stamp

I’ve never scored a touchdown
On a ninety-nine-yard run,
I’ve never winged six Daltons
With my dying brother’s gun
Or kissed Miz Jane, and rode my hoss
Into the setting sun.
Sometimes I get so depressed
‘bout what I haven’t done.
–Shel Silverstein
Mama’s Losin’ It
List 22 things you’ve never done.

That’s one of my favorite poems by one of my favorite authors.  This week’s ‘Mama Kat Mission’ was to write about 22 things I haven’t done, and while it may be a tad depressing, I think I’ll use this more as a bucket list rather than a list of regrets… well, with the exception of a few of the ones on my list.  What can I say?  I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t get a bit silly.

So here it is- I’m 31 years old and I’ve never:

1. Gone to a cooking school.
2. Visited another country.
3. Written a book.
4. Ridden in a hot air balloon.
5. Taught a chicken to ride a skateboard.

6. Gone a day without hearing the word “poop” from my boys.
7. Made ice cream from scratch.
8. Gone scuba diving.
9. Been to jail.

10. Kept a plant alive for very long.

11. Been rich.

12. Eaten sushi (other than California rolls).
13. Jumped in a big pile of leaves.
14. Gotten a tattoo.

15. Gotten a ticket.(I’m probably jinxing myself right here.)
16. Gone sky diving.
17. ACTUALLY used duct tape on my kids.

18. Eaten liver.
19. Built a snowman.
20. Driven a real race car.
21. Run a marathon.
22. Thus far, tried to sell my kids on eBay.

Thankful Thursday

I know.

I keep switching it up with how I’m doing Thankful Thursdays.  Oh well.  Just consider it me keeping you on your toes.

Today I decided to post a picture to illustrate something I’m thankful for.

As much as I might sometimes detest California, I’m thankful for the ability to drive about an hour and be able to see beauty like this.

This little place is one that I used to go with my grammie, cousins, mom, brother, sister and everyone when I was younger.  We’d play in the waves, search the tidepools for hermit crabs, play with kelp that washed up on shore, build sand castles…

When I had kids, I knew this was one place I couldn’t wait to take my boys to.  Since it had been years since I’d been here, I was almost a little afraid before we got here- wondering if it would be a disappointment- but it was great.

My boys did the same things I did when I was younger, and it was a little nostalgic watching them do it all.

Sure, it wasn’t exactly a cheap trip -the funny thing about “short trips” is that you still have to pay for gas and everything you’ll need once you get to point B- but it was completely worth it.

So, I’m thankful.  I’m thankful for the ability to make these memories with my kids.

And, hopefully, one day, when they’re older and have kids of their own, they’ll feel the pull of this place and they’ll tell their kids about all their wonderful memories, and they’ll want to bring their  kids here.

And maybe, if they’re lucky, they’ll be able to sneak a sea shell home in THEIR bag so they can tell THEIR kids,”I brought some of the ocean home- wanna hear?”

Peace in Fear

1 decade.

That’s how long its been.

10 years since every American’s life was changed immensely and forever.

240 months ago, we all woke up with the given that any day could be our last, but there were a couple of other “givens” we had originally woken up with:

  • America is generally a safe country.  Wars occur in places like Iraq- we only see those kinds of riots after the Lakers lose… or win.
  • Planes don’t crash into buildings.  In fact, if you were to ask anyone, they’d tell you that flying is safer than driving.

But on the morning of September 11, 2001, all of our “givens”- every ignorant assumption we’d held near and dear- were tossed aside.  Suddenly, our world was never going to be the same.  Our kids and future kids would never know a world where flying didn’t include the possible threat of terrorism; where they didn’t know at least one person who was heading off to war or had just come back; where there was a ‘Twin Towers’.

My oldest was 1 and 1/2 at the time, and I’ll never forget holding him, thinking “What a horrible accident!” and then watching as the second plane slammed into the second tower.  I’ll never forget wondering what kind of life he had ahead of him.

I’ll never forget church that Sunday.  It was packed to the brim with people hoping for answers- looking for hope itself.  Flags were bought by the dozen and flown in every doorway.  Candles were lit for the fallen.  People sang songs of unity and tolerance and spoke of how we needed to come together, throwing around the phrase “God Bless America”.

760 weeks later, most of those thoughts have faded.  Flags might still fly, but candles are no longer lit.  Many who fled to church right after the attack, soon gave God a nice pat on the back with a “Thanks for being there when I freaked- see you at Christmas.”  Unity and tolerance were nice ideas until you fit a certain profile or pissed someone off; and “God Bless America” soon became the “Have a nice day” of this generation- which strikes me as odd since “under God” in the pledge of allegiance still offends some people.

In the end, the only REAL thing that has stuck around all these years later is fear.  It happened once, could it happen again?  Where’s Bin Laden and what’s he planning?  Now we’re at war- what now?  Oh, now we’ve found Bin Laden and he’s dead… wait, what about zealots for his cause?

So, with so much fear in abundance, what does God’s word have to say about it?

“So, do not fear, for I am with you.” Isaiah 41:16
“In God, whose word I praise- in God I trust and am not afraid.  What can mere mortals do to me?” Psalm 56:4
“For in the day of trouble, he will keep me safe in his dwelling.” Psalm 27:5

When we’re afraid, he doesn’t turn his back- he opens his arms.  He reminds us that -as it was stated so eloquently in Veggietales- “God is bigger than the boogie man.”  God gave man free will, so there’s never going to be World Peace- mankind is prone to sin- but when things go bad, God gives us himself.  No matter what we’ve faced, are facing, or will face, God is always true to his word and he’s said that he’s with us.  He’s been there everyday for the last 5320 days- whether we’ve noticed or not- listening for when we call on him, and he’ll continue to be there everyday, waiting on that 1 day when we’re afraid and need him.

God is bigger than the boogie man.

So, what’s to fear?

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