Panic is in the air. What a fun day to go shopping - so long as you manage to find what you want. Daddy was out early, so it wasn't that much of an urgency to things. A little later, he picked up something else completely random, and the grocery stores and Wal-mart were completely under siege. It was a crazy atmosphere, and it was all because of the "significant weather event" that is due to come in this week, in two phases no less. Phase One is tonight and tomorrow, which is just a little bit of snow and ice - the normal ingredients for panic in the South. But it's Phase Two that has everyone running around like those scenes of Tokyo in a Godzilla movie. Phase Two is Tuesday night through Thursday morning, with a lot more moisture. Certain meteorologists are now going to the opposite extreme at this point, using words like "catastrophic." I am not making this up. The Governor had a huge press meeting to show all the appointed bits of clockwork that will spring to action once the phases start moving in. But ultimately, the Governor reminds us, the best thing is to use common sense. Unfortunately, we know how that goes.
Fortunately, a lot of folks are taking this with a lot of extra caution. Already, Madison does not have school tomorrow. And Daddy does not have work either.
Today was spent at work some, and school for Madison. But it was probably the last time we're leaving the house until Friday or so. As a result of that, there was a bit of Valentine's Day shopping involved, and some other last-minute items. I pity those who start figuring out that they have to shop for Valentine's Day on Thursday, when potentially we're all trapped in our houses. Madison and Daddy have been sneaking into one of the upstairs rooms to prepare for the big V-Day, not at all subtle either. Madison will announce: "Don't come in here, it's a surprise!"
We went to the chiropractor today after school, so we have the typical pre-snow checklist complete: milk, bread, chiropractor. Madison was having a great time, of course. Mommy, however, was beginning to show some symptoms again - we don't know how gluten could have gotten into her diet today at all. And it may not have happened either. But no matter what, there were some really awful symptoms today, for a long time too.
Meanwhile, Madison was practicing her piano, and doing a decent job. She finished her practice sheet for this week, and so she got two power discs again. This time, Daddy told her to look some place that has something black and white. The power discs were from "Frankenweenie," a black and white movie. Madison had a tough time figuring out the clue, believe it or not! But she slapped her own forehead when she found the discs, and of course wanted to immediately try them out: they change the entire environment to this Tim Burton-esque, black and white world of New Holland.
After playing a bit, we were all watching the Olympics again, of course. That'll be the theme for the next few weeks. Madison stayed up late with us, watching ice dancing, moguls, and more speed skating. Oh, and I think there was some more ski jumping involved too. I can't remember all the stuff we were watching. These are the only sports we've ever sat down and watched with Madison, and she seems to be enjoying it. Of course, it's a license for her to get to stay up later. And also, there's popcorn involved too. But the trade off is a bit of education, I feel. She's learning about these different sports and geography, so we're not feeling too bad about it. Besides, there's not much to do outside right now: it's getting colder and colder. Tomorrow, it may snow - we'll see when we wake up.
Until then, here's another Olympic entry. It's all about the pants.
“Now then we are ambassadors for Christ…” 2 Corinthians 5:20 KJV
If you see a team wearing these pants at the Olympics, you know who is wearing them: Norway’s Curling Team. At the Sochi Winter Games, the guys did it again: rather than wear the traditional black pants that curlers usually put on, they went wild! This year, they’re wearing knickers that are completely covered in painted roses. They’ve even got socks pulled up to their knees, with the colors of the Norwegian team. And that’s just one of the uniforms they plan to put on – it’s hard to imagine, but things could get even more unusual!
When someone sweeps in dressed like this at the Olympics, you know a few things right away: first of all, they’re from Norway. Secondly, they’re in the sport of curling. Thirdly, they’re ready to have a good time.
As Christians, we are here on earth as part of a team. Paul called us Ambassadors of Christ – that’s who we’re representing. And just like their curling team uniforms scream out “NORWAY,” people around you should know what team you represent. In fact, if it were written on your back, it would say, “CHRISTIAN.”
You’d better believe people are watching your character. God wants you to have a good time, but He also wants to make sure you represent. That means make sure your actions line up with what you say you are.
Colorful pants are completely optional.
Fortunately, a lot of folks are taking this with a lot of extra caution. Already, Madison does not have school tomorrow. And Daddy does not have work either.
Today was spent at work some, and school for Madison. But it was probably the last time we're leaving the house until Friday or so. As a result of that, there was a bit of Valentine's Day shopping involved, and some other last-minute items. I pity those who start figuring out that they have to shop for Valentine's Day on Thursday, when potentially we're all trapped in our houses. Madison and Daddy have been sneaking into one of the upstairs rooms to prepare for the big V-Day, not at all subtle either. Madison will announce: "Don't come in here, it's a surprise!"
We went to the chiropractor today after school, so we have the typical pre-snow checklist complete: milk, bread, chiropractor. Madison was having a great time, of course. Mommy, however, was beginning to show some symptoms again - we don't know how gluten could have gotten into her diet today at all. And it may not have happened either. But no matter what, there were some really awful symptoms today, for a long time too.
Meanwhile, Madison was practicing her piano, and doing a decent job. She finished her practice sheet for this week, and so she got two power discs again. This time, Daddy told her to look some place that has something black and white. The power discs were from "Frankenweenie," a black and white movie. Madison had a tough time figuring out the clue, believe it or not! But she slapped her own forehead when she found the discs, and of course wanted to immediately try them out: they change the entire environment to this Tim Burton-esque, black and white world of New Holland.
After playing a bit, we were all watching the Olympics again, of course. That'll be the theme for the next few weeks. Madison stayed up late with us, watching ice dancing, moguls, and more speed skating. Oh, and I think there was some more ski jumping involved too. I can't remember all the stuff we were watching. These are the only sports we've ever sat down and watched with Madison, and she seems to be enjoying it. Of course, it's a license for her to get to stay up later. And also, there's popcorn involved too. But the trade off is a bit of education, I feel. She's learning about these different sports and geography, so we're not feeling too bad about it. Besides, there's not much to do outside right now: it's getting colder and colder. Tomorrow, it may snow - we'll see when we wake up.
Until then, here's another Olympic entry. It's all about the pants.
“Now then we are ambassadors for Christ…” 2 Corinthians 5:20 KJV
If you see a team wearing these pants at the Olympics, you know who is wearing them: Norway’s Curling Team. At the Sochi Winter Games, the guys did it again: rather than wear the traditional black pants that curlers usually put on, they went wild! This year, they’re wearing knickers that are completely covered in painted roses. They’ve even got socks pulled up to their knees, with the colors of the Norwegian team. And that’s just one of the uniforms they plan to put on – it’s hard to imagine, but things could get even more unusual!
When someone sweeps in dressed like this at the Olympics, you know a few things right away: first of all, they’re from Norway. Secondly, they’re in the sport of curling. Thirdly, they’re ready to have a good time.
As Christians, we are here on earth as part of a team. Paul called us Ambassadors of Christ – that’s who we’re representing. And just like their curling team uniforms scream out “NORWAY,” people around you should know what team you represent. In fact, if it were written on your back, it would say, “CHRISTIAN.”
You’d better believe people are watching your character. God wants you to have a good time, but He also wants to make sure you represent. That means make sure your actions line up with what you say you are.
Colorful pants are completely optional.
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