Boogity, Boogity, Boogity

Let's go racing boys!

OK, now let me explain to those of you who don't know that I have completely fallen in love with... NASCAR! Today was the beginning of the 2009 racing season with the Daytona 500 in Daytona Beach, Fl. I have been looking forward to this day for months!

Now, if you had told me several years ago that I would have just typed that, I would have laughed and said, "No way! Not that redneck sport!" No offense to the rednecks reading this, I mean no disrespect! That was just my impression.

Darrel & Barbie, our wonderful friends and chosen family who have a Big TV with HD, love racing as much as we do (well, Scott and I anyway). They Tivoed (is that a word?) the race and we went over to their house after church (You have to keep your priorities, right?).

So with all the flash of the Super Bowl and none of the wardrobe malfunctions, racing started today with a prayer, The Star Spangled Banner, a fly over by a formation of F15's and the words that I have been waiting to hear. Darrell Waltrip, a former race car driver and now a commentator for Fox sports, begins each race as they come to the green flag by saying "Boogity, Boogity, Boogity, let's go racing boys!" And off the 43 cars roar. It is so cool.

My favorite driver is Elliott Sadler, who drives the #19 car. He used to drive the car that was sponsored by M& M's; now you know why I liked him back when we started watching... chocolate. When he changed teams, it didn't seem right to not be his fan anymore! So Elliott it is.

Today he actually led several laps and almost won the race. If they had called it for rain just a few laps before they did, he would have. Oh well, don't they say timing is everything?

Now you may be asking yourself, "How did they get into racing?" Let me explain... When Scott was little he loved cars with numbers on them and one day when Chuck was watching a ball game on Sunday afternoon he flipped the channel to look for another game and came across a race and Scott (who was 3 at the time) was immediately captivated by the cars with numbers and then by the crashes. So it began with that. Scott then wanted to buy the cars and learn about the drivers and the rest was history. He called it "Hit Racing" for obvious reasons!

So the next time you pass by a race on TV, take a look! You may fall in love!! HA!

On another note, the shot on Friday went pretty well. Scott began to struggle a little bit and then we started praying and he calmed down. Afterword, we went to Krispy Kreme to get a donut. His cheek is still sore, but (pun intended), he's doing fine. Thanks for your prayers for my boy, you don't know how much I appreicate them!

The Big Shot

Tomorrow is the day of the "Big Shot" for Scott. Please pray for him that it won't be a trauma like it has been the last couple of times. I know it hurts him and it breaks my heart, but he has to get used to them as he will be having a shot or blood draw every other week for the foresee able furture and probably the rest of his life.

Thank you all!

What's Love Got to Do With It?

Everything! I have been thinking this morning about love. Love is an amazing thing. It has so many different meanings and applications. I love chocolate. I love dogs. I love tulips. I love my kids. I love my God. I love Jesus. I love my husband. I love rainy days (it's raining right now). I love coffee.

Speaking of coffee and my husband. I really love that man! How does he show his love for me, you ask? (You didn't - but humor me!) He sets my coffee pot up each night and sets the timer so when I stumble out in the mornings, there it is; a beautiful, hot pot of the "Elixir of Life", otherwise known as coffee (did I mention that I love coffee). He will even stop in the morning before he leaves for work and start a pot, if he forgot the night before. Sweet, huh?

Right now my love is watching "The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything" (a Veggie Tales movie) with the kids. Who doesn't love a bunch of talking cucumbers, gourds, and grapes! Actually the movie has a good message about a father who is always there for his kids and will supply them with what they need to accomplish what he has given them to do. A very cool analogy of our Heavenly Father and how when He calls us to do something, He will provide us with the "tools" that we need to accomplish it, even if we don't think we can do it.

Like when you hear the words: cancer, tumor, McCune-Albright syndrome, pink slip...

Fast Forward a few days: Ok, I got side tracked, very side tracked! Talk about a crazy life.

Anyway, as I was saying. Love is an amazing thing. I have recenlty come across a "New Favorite" bible verse. It is:

The Lord your God in your midst. The Mighty One, will save; He will rejoice over
you with gladness. He will quiet [you] with His love, He will rejoice over you
with singing. Zephaniah 3:17 NKJV

Wow, how awesome is that! I can't imagine how beautiful it must sound when He sings! And what does He sing. "Whoops, she did it again"? Probably not! But knowing that we are so loved that it invokes breaking out in song! Or maybe a lullaby? How many times when we are crazy with grief or fear does He sing a song to quiet us? What a thought!

This verse has been impressed on me several times this week at work. I have been in with the 2 year olds and when they are crying and oh so upset that mom has left them a song will usually quiet them down and distract them. (Finger puppets hidden in my pocket help, too).

So the next time I am "freaking out" over something that has happened or a new situation in my life, I hope that I slow down and listen for the lullaby that God is singing and remember to thank Him for it and His wonderful love for us!

Happy Valentine's Day!

OK, I have to add something else! I just noticed in the dictionary (yes, I am a horrible speller and went to Word to check on lullaby). The first definition was: a gentle song for soothing a child, especially into sleep. I am so glad to be a child of God.