The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything...

I am too excited. Much more excited than an adult should be about a kids' movie. But I am giddily excited about Veggie Tales' new movies, The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything. Yes, all of the VT movies have put forth values that want my children to embrace. Values that I embrace. But really, it's also because I don't want to claw my eyes out when I'm watching it. I laugh at the shows. I mean, I crack up. And there are other Christian (and non-faith based) shows that they love, and that are positive for them, but I absolutely adore the Veggies.

The movie comes out on January 11th... We WILL be seeing it. CLICK HERE FOR THE TRAILER

And if you're actually interested in seeing it too... THEATRE LISTING

Um... I Think I Need More Sleep

I must be tired... It's Dorothy HAMIL, not HAMILTON... GAH!

Family...

Well, Christmas was a little disorganized... I found (too late) that my family has decided to get together this next weekend for Spaghetti Dinner to celebrate Christmas. I'm only upset, because I don't know if we'll have the money to travel down there. The gas will kill me. LOL! I will try though. I have 3/4 of a tank of gas right now. It takes right at a tank of gas to get there and back. But I wanna go back. I got to see my cousin Stacy, and it's been way too long. I also got to meet her newest little boy Zacchary. He's a cutie pie. I looked at pictures of Taylor too (her niece, my late cousin Kim's daughter), and it is eerie how much she looks like Kim. There's even a picture where she has her hair pulled back, and her bangs make it look like she has a Dorothy Hamilton haircut. Kim used to have the Dorothy Hamilton 'do, but called it "The Dorky Camel"... ROFL! I need to spend more time with Stacy. She, Kim and I grew up together, and when I talked with her, it was like no time had passed.

It's also painful looking at Kay (her mom... My aunt). Not in the way you'd think. She looks very healthy, and I've heard that they're done with the chemo and radiation and surgery. It's just the reality of seeing her in her wig. Seeing it, and knowing that she went through all of that, and I didn't do anything to try to stay in contact. I suck. I let my selfish anxieties about being with mom's side of the family get to me too much. You're supposed to be able to push those aside when someone needs you. I don't know if she needed ME, but I can only imagine that you need any sort of support you can get. I mean, she was diagnosed with breast cancer less than a year after her daughter committed suicide. Gosh, less than 6 months after, if I remember correctly.

Either way... The point is that I'm going to try my darnedest to get down there. Plus, Devon left his MP3 charger and hat over at Stacy's, so I'll just HAVE to go.

Sunday Night Ponderings

A few things on my mind today...

I went to Youth Group with Allison tonight, and we watched The Nativity Story. It was the second time I've seen it (the first being last year when it came out... Also with the Youth Group), and it was just as powerful for me. I cried a good bit. I think if someone asked me if I could interview anyone, alive or dead, I might want to talk to Mary. I can't imagine being in her shoes.

On to other things at Youth Group... There's someone there, and I get the feeling they don't like me. I really shouldn't worry about it, but I always want everyone to like me. Big fault. They aren't rude, and they're very cordial, so I don't have anything bad to say about them... I just feel like now I go out of my way to make conversation and get them to like me. How silly is that? If you like me, you like me, and if you don't, then I shouldn't worry about it, right? *sigh* I guess I just let things bother me too much.

SPEAKING OF WHICH... Lately, I get way too caught up with the stresses of this season, rather than the reason we celebrate it in the first place. I'm worried that Allison and Devon won't like what they got. I literally spend hours on the internet and in stores fretting over what to get them. I worry about money. We're okay on money, but I still freak out over spending it. I'm worried that the gifts the kids made will be seen as cheesy. And I shouldn't worry about all these silly things. I've been heck to be around this week because of it, too.

Oh, and I want to spend Christmas Eve here, so that I can go to the evening services at church. But I want to spend Christmas with my family. I can't have it both ways, and I know that. GAH!!!

So, Being Without Internet Is NOT Fun...

You never realize how dependent you are on certain technologies until they are taken away. We got rid of our internet provider, and now the only time I can get online is if I steal my husband's laptop with his Verizon card. Ah well. I'll live. Though, I'm not updating as much as I should.

Anyway, what I'm really here for...

My firstborn is 12. TWELVE! How did that happen, and where did the time go?




She goes to school dances... She likes boys... She's in middle school... *FAINT*