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Name: kb
Gender: Female
Interests: music, photography, anything outside
Expertise: are you kidding?
Occupation: i play with numbers
Industry: non-profit
Message: message me
Member Since:
2/7/2007
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| In case you haven't heard, they're not just for food anymore.
What does the front of yours look like? Mine used to have random tacky business magnets, lots of family photos, rotating crayon drawings from my nieces, beat-up old metal clips from my parent's refrigerator, a super-outdated care group roster ... all scattered everywhere. I tried to arrange them all in a way that looked intentional. That seemed ... artistic. OK, fine. I admit it was yet another outlet for my OC tendencies: Glen's family on one side, mine on the other; magnets from the trip out West should be grouped together, and certainly not with the "fishie" magnets -- those go with "Florida family" pictures. And if it was at all possible to color-coordinate, all the better.
But it drove me crazy. It looked terrible. So, down they came. Virtually everything.
Now it looks like this:
Still a mess, you say? Ah, yes, but now a purposeful mess. And a lot of fun. I had to make sure you couldn't read the refrigerator before I put up this picture. If you buy the "poetry" magnets and the "country song" magnets, you can make some pretty interesting sentences. Here are two I can post:
"Your tongue is a lazy apparatus from blackest hell..."
"I wouldn't dream of ever milking a liar."
This also serves as a great way for guests to entertain themselves during last-minute meal prep.
Just make sure you do a quick "fridge-edit" before your next hospitality...
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| A friend told me a few months ago that it's OK to edit photos because a photograph is only a representation of reality, not reality itself. I've been chewing on that ever since, and in so-chewing, also meditating on Hebrews 1:3 which reads: "He is the radiance of the glory of God and the exact imprint of his nature..."
This was a hard concept for me because in my world, if you didn't get the photo "right", you didn't get it, and you certainly couldn't change it. If what you were looking at was really beautiful or interesting enough to take a picture of, then take it. If it didn't turn out well, then you missed it. Messing with it to "create" something that wasn't really there was just not an option.
This truth -- that Jesus really is the only One who exactly represents reality -- has been quite freeing for me.
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| It's March. So it's time for a post from...
Yes, sports fans--Dr. Seuss has been called in to help with commentary on March Madness. As of Friday, CBS Sportsline reported that I was 24th out of 29 in our office pool. (Should I mention that the person in last place never even entered their picks? There's a Zelp providing Help.)
By Saturday morning I had inched up to 17th place, having done absolutely nothing, save staying up extraordinarily late the night before watching the game. (There's a 'Frool' in our Pool.)
Perhaps no greater joy comes than in surpassing your boss in the standings. And, in taking a sneak peek ahead at the bracket from Texas, it appears he definitely has Moices in his Choices.
Even still, it looks like my Bracket will end up with Wasket in the Basket.
Sigh...there's always next year.
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| "You never know how much you really believe anything until its truth or falsehood becomes a matter of life and death to you. It is easy to say you believe a rope to be strong and sound as long as you are merely using it to cord a box. But suppose you had to hang by that rope over a precipice. Wouldn't you then first discover how much you really trusted it? The same with people...Only a real risk tests the reality of a belief. -C.S. Lewis
Despite my loud touting of the profoundness, power and inerrancy of truth (my eyes truly were being opened to this), it is amazing what happens when suddenly life begins to boil around you. Verses that seemed so powerful when (in hindsight) everything was relatively easy and my faith was unchallenged, curiously became "negotiable". Scary, but true.
Perfect examples are passages about the very word of God itself: James 1:22; 2 Tim 3:16, 17.
It's one thing to say you love God and his word; it is a very different matter to change the way you live because of it.
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| I visited my xanga profile tonight. Interestingly, I learned some things about myself: I have no messages, no memories and only one friend. This could have been a bit depressing; but actually, I'm just grateful xanga is tracking this for me. What a relief.
I'm wondering if this is why:
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