Good Fences Make Good Neighbors

A few weeks ago, as the kids and I were headed to our weekly Tuesday-afternoon playdate, Hubby told me he planned on putting up our basketball goal. Hubby got the basketball goal as a gift a few years ago, and we brought it from our house in Tulsa, to our apartment in Wichita, and now with the pretty weather he decided it was time to hang it up on our garage in Augusta. But when we got home a few hours later the goal was not hanging in its designated place. I found Hubby in the kitchen.

'Hey! Why didn't you hang up your goal?' I asked.

'B.G. was outside,' he said with his eyes open big and eyebrows raised. B.G. is our, um, interesting neighbor.

'Oh,' I grimaced. 'Was she in a talkative mood tonight?' Our neighbor, when in a good mood, has a tendency to talk too much. Way too much.

'NO, she was in the back of her house. IN A BIKINI.' He shook his head. Hubby and I agree that B.G. should not be in a bikini. Most anyone would agree that B.G. should not be in a bikini. 'I just. . .I couldn't. Not back there, with her out there, when our fence only reaches up to here.' He gestured to his mid-thigh.

'Yikes. Yeah. I totally understand.' And I did understand. I would not have been able to stay out there, either, under those circumstances.

So now, a few weeks later, the basketball goal still lays in the garage and does not hang in its place of honor. Maybe, when the sun is not shining and there is no risk of a certain neighbor being outside at the same time, Hubby will finally be able to complete his mission.

when I grow up

This morning the kids were watching "Caillou" and on the show they were talking about what they were going to be when they grew up. G ran into the kitched and informed me he was going to drive a train when he grew up. Then he asked me what I was going to be when I grew up and I told me I was already grown up, and my job is to take care of him and Little Missy. Then he turned to his sister "What are you going to be when you grow up?"

She didn't really have an answer so I suggested that she could be a doctor or a teacher. . .

She jumped in "I take care of G."

"You want to take care of G when you grow up?" I asked.

"Mm-hmm!" She nodded with her eyebrows raised.

Then she stood behind him, hugged him and they walked out of the kitchen together with her arms around his tummy.

blessings to my friends

My sis-in-law sent me a copy of this prayer. I think it is beautiful, and I want to share it with you, the beautiful people in my life.

Father, I ask You to bless my friends, relatives and those that I care deeply for, who are reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of Your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self-doubt, release a renewed confidence through Your grace. Where there is need, I ask you to fulfill their needs. Bless their homes, families, finances, their goings and their comings. Amen.