Life in the 30’s

No, not the age.

Today we will be reaching 30 degrees. It’s a heat wave. Lol

I couldn’t understand seeing Minnesotans walking around with their coats unbuttoned, no scarfs or hats, when the temperature was 20.

Now they, or shall I say we, have gone wild.

The thinner jackets have come back. The Minnesota shuffle has slowed down some.

Expectations. They make our minds act differently.

Even if just for one day.

Meeting with Rep. Bachmann’s aide

The meeting today to discuss the new TSA guidelines went rather well with Rachel Horn, aide to Representative Bachmann.

Minnesota is considering going to a private company to do their airport screening. There’s an airport committee that has public meetings.

Ms. Horn has already emailed me the information for the committee so I can contact them and/or attend the meetings.

Perhaps this is the way to go – one airport at a time.

And perhaps a letter to Ms. Napolitano is in order also.

But do I really want to be that known by the government?

Hmmmm … I guess it’s either all the way or no way.

Now I just have to wait to see which state we buy a house in – Minnesota or Wisconsin.

Ford Edge, Subaru Outback

Spent today shopping for Christmas gifts for the “little” ones.  Only thing is, outside of our grandbabies, the “little” ones aren’t so little anymore.

It was a successful day though.

This evening, we test drove the Subaru Outback.  It was an okay drive.  The car is a lot bigger than the Toyota Camry I drive.  Longer and wider.

The strange thing about it — it’s electronic on the driver side and manual on the passenger side.

I think we’ll test drive the Ford Edge again.  It’s the same size as the Camry and had more options.

Whiter than Snow

Woodbury, Minnesota

Riding through Woodbury today, we came across many areas that have evergreens laden with snow.

The song “Whiter than Snow” came to mind.
Lord Jesus, I want to be whiter than snow
I want you forever to be in my soul
Break down every idol, cast out every foe
Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow
Refrain:  
Whiter than snow, yes whiter than snow
Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.
James L Nicholson, 1872
This hymn reminds me of our humanness.
We never think of ourselves as sinful — people who do wrong.  We like to think that we are doing the best that we can.
But our best is not good enough.
We are selfish inside and tend not to think of others before ourselves.  
It’s wonderful to know that Jesus takes us just as we are and puts His character in us to shape it so that people can see Him instead of us.  We can claim no goodness of ourselves.
Thank you for the work You do in making me whiter than snow.

The Salt of the Earth

The salt they pour on the streets here in Woodbury remind me of Matthew 5:13 where it says:

“You are the salt of the earth.  But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again?  It is no longer good for anything except to be thrown out and trampled by men.”

Indeed, the only good taste any of us have is the goodness of Christ living in our lives.  That is the only thing that provides the true goodness we show to other people.

Lately it feels like a few people I have known have lost their saltiness.  The goodness of Christ can no longer be seen in them.  Only the carnal/worldly nature is left.

It saddens me, yet as humans I know that we all have lapses into “unsaltiness” — the unkind word or look or perhaps neglect of someone.

Hopefully the lapses are temporary so that the salt of Jesus can be once again shown to the world in need of a Savior.

Meeting with Congresswoman Michele Bachmann

Well, the office of Ms Bachmann responded quite rapidly regarding the TSA concerns that I have.

I am scheduled for a meeting with her aide next Tuesday.

That should be interesting as I’ve never done this before — met with a Congressperson’s staff.

Maybe I’ll fly to Washington, D.C. and see who else I can meet with.

Hmmmmm … is a political life in my future???

I had no problems at the Minnesota airport as they have two security lines that only have metal detectors.

Coming back from Seattle, I had read that all of their security lines have the scanners so I would have had to have opted out.  But, I went to a line that was really long and when I got to the front, they only had metal detectors.

Thank God for His oversight of this human being.

Packing

Today started out slow. Homemade oatmeal pancakes with stripples and fresh mango juice.

Very nice.

I decided to skip the church service and visit my elderly friend. She was very happy to see me and a friend I had taken with me. After the visit I was treated to a spaghetti lunch with pea salad and apple pie.

By the time I got home I was feeling tired. Maybe jet lag.

After sundown I went to the store to pick up more packing supplies. I had tried calling a friend of mine but his cell was disconnected so I headed over to his place – a van parked next to a storage unit. This is where he has lived for the past 3 or so years.

He has not been able to get social security disability so lives out of his van. I think he actually enjoys it now.

We shared a nice conversation and he told me he would come help tomorrow.

Then I started packing. And packing. And packing.

It seems like it never ends.

I finally stopped for the night. I have help tomorrow and I’m sure we’ll get through it all. After all, the moving company comes first thing Monday morning.

Things I had decided to take before have now gone to the Goodwill pile. So much stuff!

I’m sitting with a glass of chocolate milk trying to unwind. It’s 2 am Minnesota time.

Right now the only thing I can think of is a bed at the Hilton with nice soft down covers and a view of a full moon. After the bubble bath, of course.

At least my imagination still works.

Better try unwinding a little better as my 7 am wake up time is fast drawing near.

Packing to move to Minnesota

Back in Seattle now.

The flight was uneventful. No TSA groping me. I found a security area that does not have the new scanners. I hope that that option will always be available.

I’m starting to get paranoid. When people start allowing the government to do things they shouldn’t be doing in the name of security … Feels like the Hitler era starting again. Slowly rights are taken away.

From a religious point of view, the U S will start taking away our rights. Somehow I had imagined it was religious rights first not civil rights.

Back to normalcy, when I entered our “home” it seemed so vacant. We lived in it like this for a few weeks but leaving and then coming back gave it a real sense of vacancy.

The movers arrive Monday morning.

Tomorrow I’ll be visiting my elderly friend with someone who will help her out since I’m living so far away.

I’m trying to squeeze in visits to everyone I told I’d try to see.

Wasn’t too happy when someone canceled for this evening as my time is so short. Not sure I can reschedule that visit. Oh well …

Homebound

I’m homebound today by choice.

Of course, the area where I currently lives does require a car.  It’s not very conducive to walking.

But, I have so much to do that I decided not to worry about driving around today.

Am working on my Christmas cards, all bought at Hallmark, and hope to send a few out before I fly to Seattle on Friday.  I’m definitely not on top of my “game” for the holidays yet but it’s understandable.

Have been invited to Chicago for Christmas.  If we go, we’d have to leave on Christmas Eve and return the day after Christmas.  Fortunately, it’s only 1.5 or less flight.

Yawn.  Feeling tired now.  Maybe I’ll nap before getting back to “work.”

The Night Before Christmas Recordable Story (Hallmark)