Moms The Word

March 4, 2007

Scavanger Hunt

Filed under: Fun Stories, Random Musings, Things I Find Amusing — mrslady @ 11:46 pm
Do you know what searches are leading people to my page?  “Works for Me Wednesdays” “Pancake Coloring Page” and “Recipes for Cooking Broccli”.   Only one of them makes sense. [ “works for me wednesday”  I get. ]

Here’s a challenge::can anyone find the words “Pancake Coloring Page”?  ANYWHERE?  Cause I don’t remember writing them.

Oh well, I’m off to google it and see if I can find myself.  Ha Ha Ha.

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What’s in a Name?

Filed under: General Info, Random Musings — mrslady @ 11:39 pm

Okay, so I totally stole this from my fellow blogger-pensieve, but I thought it was awesomely awesome so I will post it.

HowManyOfMe.com
Logo There are:
5
people with my name
in the U.S.A.

How many have your name?

I think this is insanity!  This means there are FIVE OTHER PEOPLE in the country with the exact same first and last name as me.  I don’t know if that’s cool or creepy yet.  Get back to you later on that.

But it goes into more detail! 

  • There are 76,492 people in the U.S. with my first name.
  • It is statistically the 610th most popular first name (tied with 12 other first names).
  • ???If it’s in the bottom half of the top 1,000 names then why are there five other people out there walking around with my name???

    As for my last name:

  • There are 17,998 people in the U.S. with my last name.
  • Statistically the 1943rd most popular last name. (tied with 338 other last names)
  • I think this is also craziness!  My last name is in the bottom 100 of the 2,000 most popular names!  And yet-those people are still out there.

    And yet-the cool thing is when I get married I will be THE ONLY PERSON IN THE US WITH MY NAME.  So there.

    At least as of 1990, when this information was gathered.  Pretty awesome.

    February 27, 2007

    A Long One-Sided Conversation

    Filed under: Family, Fun Stories, Random Musings — mrslady @ 2:48 am

     So I called my Dad today-well, not today today.  It’s 2am-it’s only been today for two hours, and if I call my dad after 10 someone should be in serious trouble, or I will be very shortly afterwards. Anyway, I meant today as in since I slept last-and this was our conversation:

    Me:  You remember when I used to play the same song all day on the piano and hold long drawn out pointless conversations that were 95% one sided?

     Dad:  You mean yesterday? [Sarcasm is genetic]

    Me:  No when I was six.

    Dad:  Oh, cause you did that yesterday too.  My bad.

    Me:  But do you remember?

    Dad:  Yesterday?

    Me:  No, when I was six.

    Dad:  Vaguely.  That was a loooong time ago.

    Me:  I know.  And what with your senility kicking in I realize it may be difficult for you to remember that long ago. [My dad turned 41 in January]

    Dad:  Yeah well, I’ll just use yesterday as a reference point.

    Me:  Good, so you remember.

    Dad:  Sure, why?

    Me:  And you remember how you didn’t yell or pull out all your hair or kill me?

    Dad:  Rings a bell.

    Me:  I just wanted to say thanks.  That was mighty big of you.

    Dad:  My pleasure.  I had to let you live long enough to be on the recieving end.  It was totally worth it.

    Me:  Always happy to make you happy.

    Dad:  Not always.  You were a teenager once.

    Me:  Yeah, sorry about that.

    Dad:  Eh, we all lived through it to see you have one of your own.  Aren’t we thrilled!

    Me:  Thrilled.

    Dad:  Speaking of monkey boy…[proceed to 35 minutes of talking about the baby]

    The funny part is, during the rest of the day while my son was “playing” his electric piano and re-telling the Odessey in Klingon, I thought about how wonderful it will be to have that conversation with him someday.

    Life is wonderful.

    February 25, 2007

    Musings

    Filed under: Random Musings — mrslady @ 1:52 am

    Recently I read a post about being real in Jeana’s blog that I really related to, and made me think a lot. I often find myself frustrated by other people’s insincerity, and can often be found writing off things, people, and entire institutions because I feel their expectations force me to be fake as well. Maybe it’s apart of being in my 20s. Or maybe (as my dad often chimes in) it’s my life-long need to NOT do what other people tell me to. I perfer to think that it’s because I find it morally offensive to tell other adults what to do and expect them to conform to your beliefs/expectations, especially when it requires them to be someone or something they are not. ( This is, in my mind, different than advice or sharing ideas, and obviously does not apply to children.)

    Normally this does not cause me many issues, because while I don’t feel the need to conform to others’ expectations of falseness, I also do not expect others to conform to my need for things that are real and honest and we can get along pretty well with just polite non-participation from both sides.

    I do however run into an issues when it comes to church. I really wish that I didn’t because it makes it very difficult for me. I am a Christian, and I think that the idea of church is a very important and noble idea. However, I have yet to find a church that I feel is honest and embodies what I believe church should be about. I am the first to admit that I have very little knowledge of God’s will. I pretty much leave that up to Him, pay close attention to the parts in the Bible that say “and Jesus said,”, and pray for guidance and understanding. Yet the parts that seem most important to me (and I’m no Bible scholar) seem to be missing from the churches I have been to.

    The major issue I have with churches is that, in my experience, is they have a way of excluding “the sinners”. It’s hard for me to put into words. I guess I just mean that when I’ve gone to church, I have felt like I am being judged by the people around me. Like because I do not do this, or believe that, or join this group, or talk to this person, or run my life this way I am not worthy of being in their church, or they have to “fix” me in some way. This generally rubs me the wrong way, because I am a firm believer in “judge not” and that God is the only judge of us all. I think it is very interesting that a place that teaches what God says, can seem not to take it to heart very much-especially the part about loving the sinners as they are, and refraining from judging. (Yes, I realize by making this statement I too am judging. That is something I am working on-but for me it is hard not to judge people that judge people. It’s a vicious circle.)

    I also feel like the people around me are judging everyone around them, while trying to maintain their own portrayal of piety. Not that they think they are perfect, just that they seem to think that it is their right to point out your flaws, while putting “make up” over their own.

    Think about it. When people go to church, they do not go as they are. They go in their nicest clothes. They expect their children to be on their most excellent behavior. They say nice things to people they would never talk to, and may even talk disparagingly about them when they go home. They pretend. And I know that some people will say that this is because church is a place to be respectful because it is God’s house. I would say that this is a valid point, with the small exception of the fact that if you are a Christian the Holy Spirit is in you, and with you all the time. God is with you when you are at home, in your pajamas, when your children are screaming, and when you’re speaking badly about your neighbors. He does not have a magnifying glass on church (to the best of my knowledge) but watches over you always. So why pretend at church? The only reason I can come up with is for the other people around you-and to me that just seems fake.

    I have also been to churches-no more than once a piece though, that’s for sure-that I feel are just outrageous. Churches that ask for money walking in, in the middle of service, and walking out. Churches that preach about giving money to the church. I just don’t think Jesus ever asked anyone for money that I ever read.

    I think that that is my biggest frustrations with churches. The meaning of Christian is “Christ-like”. And while we are all far from the perfection of Jesus, I think that it is our job to emmulate Him. I guess I just don’t feel that most churches also aspire to that goal.

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