random willy nilly-ness

Here are some of the thing rattling around in my brain this morning:

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I am currently taking a mini sabbatical from work to find myself. Or rather, to find my house. No, not really. Well, um...I guess really. Sort of. Actually, I have set a goal for myself to be totally organized by December 1st. (no laughing in the background, people.) I have been increasingly frustrated lately at the state of my hearth and home. So, I've decided to try and do a GIANT "clean and organize" with the hopes of just maintaining everything through the end of the holiday season. (I can't believe I am actually referring to Christmas!) After all, things at our house will only get more hectic as the season progresses.

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My mini sabbatical started yesterday and some of you might be wondering how the first day went. Not so well. At least from a cleaning and organizing stand point. On the other hand, I had the opportunity to pick my son up from school and had several wonderful conversations with him ranging from his opinion of Jonathan Edwards and "sinners in the hands of an angry God", legalism in religion, the KJV only debate, various video games, the inerrancy of scripture, his decision to join a band and so on. And while I did get the grocery shopping and some basic cleaning done, these conversations are priceless to me and worth putting aside any organizing and cleaning that I might have finished.
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My daughter constantly amazes me with her ability to turn a phrase. One of the things that I love and find totally fascinating is her ability to be blunt. This is not something that I am good at. (I am reminded of the line from Shrek about ogres being like onions. Not that Jessi is an ogre but she often takes subject matter and strips the layers away to reveal the meat that's left beneath. Which, on second thought, might be more like garlic...or a banana...or corn...)

Anyhow, I thought she did a wonderful job with her post on 9/11 here. Stop by and read it if you get a chance.

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We are still waiting for rain. We have been taunted, teased, and promised rain for-ever. (I feel like a small child nagging about whether or not it's time to go somewhere.) And while I am praying for God to spare those in Ike's path, I sure wish He'd do a miracle and move that storm right up our way. (As a side note...and aren't they all side notes?...Jonathan and I were talking about the ability to predict a hurricane's path. I've decided that all hurricanes are going to head to Bristol, Tennessee. Because that's as likely a projected path as the three thousand paths I've seen for Ike.)

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My mop bucket is waiting. I'd better head off to carry out some of the things on my list. Assuming I can find my list. And I suppose if I can't then I'll enjoy some "rest" time. Enjoy your day!