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January 31, 2009
100 Things I Love
(Originally published by Nattie on May 13, 2004)
I found this prompt at The Book of Me site and tweaked it a bit to fit me. I hope you enjoy it. It was fun to do.
Activities
1. Reading
2. Writing
3. Cross-stitch
4. Photography
5. Scrapbooking
6. Cuddling with my kids
7. Going to the library
8. Drinking Mocha's at Bixby's, Gaithers' or B&N
9. Browsing bookstores
10. Smelling books
11. Walking in the woods or on the beach
12. Dancing in my livingroom
13. Singing in the car or the shower
14. Puddle jumping (don't tell my kids)
15. Watching old movies and musicals
16. Sunbathing
Things
17. Books
18. Roses
19. Lilacs
20. Daisies
21. Tigger
22. Cows
23. Quilts
24. Journals
25. Pens
26. Paper
27. Mustang convertibles preferrably older models
28. black sunglasses
29. jeans with black T-shirts
30. bookstores with coffeshops
31. white tennis shoes
32. candles
People
33.
Hubby (he drives me insane most days, but I still love the big lug)
34.
Jonathan
35.
Anna
36. Mom
37. Dad
38. Heather
39. Jojo
40. Stacey
41. Skipper
42. Dana
Foods
43. Chinese
44. Italian, especially fettucini alfredo and pizza 45. Mexican
46. Chocolate-covered strawberries
47. French fries with sour cream
48. A big salad with ranch dressing
49. Rootbeer floats
50. In 'n Out cheeseburgers
51. Anything with chocolate and peanut butter
52. just plain ol' chocolate
Places
53. Home
54. Huntington Beach, California
55. The backyard of my grandmother's house on a summer day at twilight
56. Disneyland (-land, not World)
57. My library
58. Church
59. My window seat
Games
60. Solitaire
61. Monopoly
62. Yahtzee
63. Scrabble
Books
64. Anne of Green Gables series by L.M. Montgomery
65. Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis (I think The Voyage of the Dawn Treader is my favorite in the series...I think.)
66. The Little House on the Prarie series by Laura Ingalls Wilder
67. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott
68. Coming Home by Rosamunde Pilcher
69. Circle of Friends by Maeve Binchy
70. Shell Seekers by Rosamunde Pilcher
71. The Beloved Invader by Eugenia Price
72. The Mitford series by Jan Karon
73.The Benni Harper series by Earlene Fowler
74. The Elm Creek series by Jennifer Chiaverini
75. Lightning by Dean Koontz
76. Watchers by Dean Koontz
77. Lonesome Dove by Larry McMurtry
78. Matched Pearls by Grace Livingston Hill
79. The Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling
Movies
80. Breakfast at Tiffany's
81. You've Got Mail
82. Roman Holiday
83. Chicago
84. Titanic
85. My Fair Lady
86. Where The Heart Is
Drinks
87. Diet Coke
88. Cherry Coke
89. Jumping Monkey Frappaccino
90. Ice cold water with lemon
91. Strawberry Margaritas (heavy on the tequila and salt)
Animals
92. Cats
Colors
93. Blue
94. Purple
95. Pink
Music Artists and Types of Music
96. Crystal Lewis
97. Sara Groves
98. Dixie Chicks
99. No Doubt
100. Amy Grant
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 30, 2009
Photo call

First, thanks to Heather, Jen, Nattie's Mom (Happy Birthday!), Skipper, Cynthia, Maria, Cathie Jo, StephanieG, Aunt Anne, Dana, Becky, Lizas' Eyeview, Pattie, Heather R, Mary Lynn, BlondeBlogger, Joy, Wendy, Cheryl, Jane, Dawn and everyone else who has vsited and commented recently.
Some of you may have missed this comment that was added to a recent entry.
Hi Natties dad,I go to church where Natalie went to and also started the MOMS group there. I work in the children's department and on the children's ministry team and we have been discussing the library we are going to do in Natties honor. We would like to call it the Natalie Rose Garden Library or something along those lines and once completed we would like to do a dedication of the library in her honor. We would like to have a picture of Natalie to frame and put in the library. Might you be able to get us a picture of Natalie that you would like to see put up in memory of her in her library? We would really appreciate any help.
Thanks so much. Just so you know, she is not forgotten and she is thought of often. I miss her and what strength she showed and stood for. I only hope I am living a life like hers, faithful and pure of heart.—jen lewis
Jen, that is a great idea. Unfortunately, most of what I have are low-resolution jpgs such as the one above—which may not be the best, but certainly is appropriate. I don’t know if I have anything that would print larger than a postage stamp. If anyone else has a negative or a high-res scan that could be printed to 8x10 or larger, please let me know.
Thanks!
ND
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I'm declaring a couch day...
(Originally published by Nattie on May 12, 2004)
I'm declaring today to be a couch day. It is "that" time of the month and I feel icky. Plus I have two library books due tomorrow so...a couch day it is. We are also expecting possible strong storms due to a cold front pushing this hot humid front out. So I'll be offline. I'll be on my couch.
I did want to say a few other things first...
* I talked to God. Well, I had been talking, but I hadn't been listening. Picture a child with their fingers in their ears saying, "La, la, la, la." That was me. So I guess I should say I pulled my fingers out of my ears and listened. He said he didn't want more. He just wanted me. He has been putting the words surrender and refining in my path a lot lately. Can be painful, but the end result is always good.
*
Live your life with an overwhelming sense that God is present in the details all around you. There will be no boring moments. Life will take on new meaning when you begin to see God in the small stuff.—Bruce Bickel and Stan Jantz
* Some small stuff...clothes for my son. I realized the other day that he was going to need more clothes. I contemplated a trip to Walmart for the wonderfully low-priced Garanimals, but knew we would have to wait. I didn't worry. This is a new thing for me. Then hubby went to our friend's house to watch the Pacers game. He came home with a bag of clothes. Sam had been cleaning out her son's closet and knew that Jonathan was about that size. So Jonathan is now set for summer and possibly fall. God is good. All the time. He clothes the lilies of the field and he clothes us just as well.
* Now the important stuff. ;-) I'm ticked at "American Idol." First they had the contestants talk to a psychic. Then they voted off Latoya! She was the best one on the show. Now all my votes are going to Fantasia. I like Diana and Jasmine, but Fantasia and Latoya are truly the best on there.
* Okay, off to my couch...
TTFN,
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 29, 2009
What's Up With Nattie?
(Originally published by Nattie on May 11, 2004)
* I am still having what seems like an endless round of headaches and migraines.
* Jonathan, my five-year-old, "graduated" from preschool last night.
* It has been summer like in small town, USA.
* Hot and humid.
* I am trying to write for 10 minutes a day.
* A lot of writers and teachers recommend it.
* So I'm trying it.
* Again.
* I'm STILL waiting for Heather to have her baby.
* STILL.
* Okay, she isn't due for 13 days.
* But she is dilated.
* She needs to pop that baby out so Auntie Nattie can see it.
* Blood pressure medication sucks.
* 'Nuff said about that.
* I'm ignoring God.
* That can't be a good thing.
* I just know He wants more of me right now.
* And I don't know how much more I can give.
* We'll wrestle it out.
* He'll win.
* But He'll make up for it.
* He always does.
* I've been making good money on half.com
* So I splurged and bought some used books—
* The Train to Estelline by Jane Roberts Wood
* Alpine Advocate by Mary Daheim
* The Hidden Writer by Alexandra Johnson
* A Monstrous Regiment of Women by Laurie R. King
* I'm also trying to figure out how to keep Jonathan learning over the summer.
* He has improved so much over this past year and I don't want him to lose what he has gained.
* Stacey has shared oodles of links with me.
* Right now, I'm avoiding exercising.
* I know I need to.
* I put it off because my head hurt.
* Now my head is better.
* I need to exercise.
* Know what is more fun than exercise?
* A whole lot. ;-)
* Enough avoiding...
TTFN,
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 28, 2009
What matters
(Originally published by Nattie on August 6, 2004)
A while back, Andrea did an entry on what does and does not matter. It has been brewing in my brain and I think I'm ready to say what matters to me (in no particular order)...
- I am saved by GRACE.
- Wes
- Jonathan
- Anna
- Good books
- Good friends
- Diet Coke
- The health of my friends and family (and me)
- The size of my jeans
- The color of my hair
- The cleanliness of my carpet
- The dirty dishes in the sink
- My church
- My library
- My freedom of speech
- My free will
- My Bible
- My extended family
- My inherited family
- The size of my house
- The size of my car
- The balance on my checking account
- The amount of clothes in my closet
- The labels on the clothes in my closet
- Hugs and kisses from kids fresh out of the bathtub
- Storytime
- Hugs and kisses from kids fresh from playing in the mud
- Smooches from a man with a very scratchy beard
- Bedtime prayers
- Faith
- Hope
- Love
- Forgiveness
- Chinese lunches and IMing with my dad
- Across-country phone calls from my mom
- Living room floor picnics
- Family movie night
- Charmin toilet paper
- Caress soap
- Pizza delivery
- A good night's sleep
- Body pillows
- Name brand food
- Name brand shoes
- Cable TV
- Mean spiteful belittling people
- Having to be understood by everybody
- Having to always be right
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 27, 2009
Told you I can't think
(Originally published by Nattie on January 27, 2004)
I forgot to do this today...
"Madame Rubies" Go wish her a happy birthday!
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 26, 2009
Fire
(Originally published by Nattie on May 11, 2004)
I stand in the kiln
Placed by the potter
In the refining fire
Will it refine me?
Will it break me?
Will it scar me?
The flames dance around me
Sweat coats my brow
Tears mingle and
Fall down my nose
I see a scar forming
A bright red gash
Will it be an old battle wound
That I look back on fondly
Or will it make me bitter?
I see a vibrant patina
Dancing in the flames
Refining
Renewing
Making me whole again
By N.R.Y.
May 10, 2004
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 24, 2009
March Reads
(Originally published by Nattie on May 10, 2004)
* Death of Riley by Rhys Bowen
* For the Love of Mike by Rhys Bowen
* Nightmare in Shining Armor by Tamar Myers
* Splendor in the Glass by Tamar Myers
* Tiles and Tribulations by Tamar Myers
* The Thin Woman by Dorothy Cannell
* The Beekeeper's Apprentice by Laurie R. King
* The Cat Who Talked Turkey by Lillian Jackson Braun
* The Inspector and Mrs. Jeffries by Emily Brightwell
* The Ghost and Mrs. Jeffries by Emily Brightwell
* Evans Above by Rhys Bowen
* Evan Help Us by Rhys Bowen
* Deadly Aim by Patricia Sprinkle
* A Case of Bad Taste by Lori Copeland
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 23, 2009
Mom's Day Monkeys
(Originally published by Nattie on May 1, 2004)

Remember you are needed.
There is at least one important work to be done that will not be done unless you do it.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 22, 2009
Happy Mother's Day
(Originally published by Nattie on May 8, 2004)
Children's children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children. ~ Proverbs 17:6 NIV
Copyright Natalie Rose York
Posted by Nattie's Daddy at 07:57 AM | Comments (0)
January 21, 2009
sunshine calls
(Originally published by Nattie on May 7, 2004)
The weather is gourgeous here in small town, usa. It is in the high 70s, low 80s. There is a nice breeze. My lounge chair beckons.
Thank you for the well-wishes. My headache finally receded. For now. :-)
And then I leave you with this thought..."Joy comes from knowing God loves me and knows who I am and where I'm going...that my future is secure as I rest in Him." ~ James Dobson
Updated at 1:52pm: I got too hot and the kids are red-cheecked despite sunscreen, so we are inside watching "Brother Bear."
I need to get moving on my reviews. I'm behind. As usual. :-)
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 20, 2009
inconsequentials
(Originally published by Nattie on May 6, 2004)
Here is an inconsequential blog, Sayruh style—
* Haven't felt very bloggy lately.
* Still.
* Forever.
* And ever.
* Amen.
* I feel like I've had a headache forever.
* And ever.
* And ever.
* I'm in such a bizarre mood.
* I returned all my library books yesterday.
* Unread.
* So unlike me.
* I also left my debit card in the ATM machine.
* Airhead!
* I can't focus.
* On anything.
* Other than my headache/migraine.
* Today was my son's last day of preschool.
* He thinks he starts kindergarten tomorrow.
* He and sissy are in kid heaven.
* Took them to McDonald's indoor playland two days in a row.
* Today they got an ice cream cone.
* What better way to end the day.
* They are coloring thank you cards for their Daddy.
* He's the one who said today's trip was okay.
* Thank goodness.
* I needed a break.
* Although a room full of screaming running children isn't much of a break.
* But they had fun.
* I read and munched on french fries.
* While they ran.
* And ran.
* And ran.
* Going to bed soon.
* Hoping to wake up in a better mood and headacheless.
* Headacheless.
* Not headless.
* Just had to clarify.
TTFN,
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 19, 2009
*sniff*
(Originally published by Nattie on May 6, 2004)

Bye bye, Friends. I realize you are only a tv show, but you feel like my real friends. I "grew up" along with you. I turned 21 with you. I turned 30 with you. I got married and I had babies right along with you. I'll miss you. *sniff*
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 17, 2009
No dancing today
(Originally published by Nattie on May 4, 2004)
Unless you call rushing a five-year-old to a bucket and trying to clean up what didn't make the bucket at the same time a dance. In other words...the stomach flu has struck our house. So far it is just my five-year-old. *knock on wood* But that is enough. He doesn't get sick very often so he is pretty pathetic when he does. Well, off to sanitize...
Have a blessed "flu-less" day,
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 16, 2009
Let us run...
(Originally published by Nattie on May 3, 2004)
Half the joy of life is in little things taken on the run. Let us run if we must...but let us keep our hearts young and our eyes open that nothing worth our while shall escape us. And everything is worth its while if we only grasp it and its significance. ~ Victor Cherbuliez
You probably remember the movie "Dead Poet's Society," and the teacher John Keating played by Robin Williams urging his students to, "carpe diem...seize the day," and, "suck the marrow out of life."
I went into the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life...to put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. ~ Henry David Thoreau
Even though I've lived in a small town for eight years, I still walk like a big city girl. Eyes averted, aware but not making eye contact. While those eyes are busy not looking into other eyes, they are also closed to the wonders around them. It's like living the life of a cart-horse with blinders on.
My children have slowly awakened me to the wonders of the world around me, but I still tend to be too focused on getting from Point A to Point B. Especially when I was working. I was constantly going somewhere and never enjoying the in-between time. I hated that.
Well, I didn't realize I hated it until I tasted the slowness and sweetness of savoring the moment. Totally living in the moment. Not thinking about the dishes that needed to be done or the fact that I was rolling on carpet that needed to be vacuumed. I don't want to live life and find out that I was a pack horse. I want to live life and find that I was a wild mustang.
Can a mother be a wild mustang? Can a working mother be a wild mustang and still hold a job? I'm going to find out.
I know some other wonderful women who are embracing stasis, slacker moms, blessings at twilight and enjoying children who think they can do anything.
I want to reach the end of the race and hear "well done, good and faithful mustang (or servant—depending on your Bible translation)." I don't want to hear God say, "I gave you x amount of days and you just buried them all the sand."
So I've been watching robins build nests and hunt for worms after a newly fallen rain. I've strolled and let my children pick all the dandelions they want. I've stopped and smelled the heavy, heady lilac blooms. I'm going to keep writing. I'm going to keep living. I'm going to keep kissing freshly scrubbed cheeks. I'm going to eat pancakes for dinner. I'm going to dance madly around my living room to "Audio Adrenaline" with my daughter. I'm going to curl up with a good book. I'm going to watch movies and eat popcorn with my children. I'm going to read "The Three Little Bears" over and over again until I can read it in my sleep. I'm going to pick up my cross-stitch and lose myself in a project. I might even dust off my camera and have an impromptu fashion shoot. And wonder of all wonders I might dig out all of my crafting clutter and create. *gasp*
I'm not going to care about the stain in my shirt that I can't get out. I'm not going to worry about the dishes in the sink or the laundry waiting to be folded. It will all get done eventually, and if it doesn't the world won't end.
There is a time to mourn and a time to dance.
The time to dance is now.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 15, 2009
The Boxer
(Originally published by Nattie on May 3, 2004)
My dad figured out how to add music to my site. When I picked up Sara Groves' new CD this song really struck me. Hard.
"When you said it was a fight, you weren't kidding..." ~ from "The Boxer" by Sara Groves
Copyright Natalie Rose York
(Note: That MP3 was slow to load, so we eventually disabled it. I do have it on her iPod, but lack the software to retrieve it, so I'll just add the lyrics, here. (((((y'all)))))—Nattie's Daddy)
The Boxer
When you said this was a fight
You weren't kidding
When you said this was a fight
You weren't kidding, kidding
'Cuz my ribs are bruised
And it's just round twoWhen you said this was a fight
You weren't kidding
When you said this was a fight
You were not kidding
'Cuz there's a cut on my eye
And it's just round fiveAnd I used to be quick
I used to see you coming
I used to know how to move my feet
Now I can't duck
And I can't land nothin'
And I forgot how to bob and weave
Bob and weaveWhen you said this was a fight
You weren't kidding
When you said this was a fight
You weren't kidding, kidding, kidding
'Cuz this room's in a spin
And it's just round tenIf you care at all
Take that towel from your neck
'Cuz I've reached down deep
And there is nothing left
I've got nothing
I've got nothing
I've got nothingAnd I was talkin' big
I was talkin'
But now, now what?Greater is He who is in me
Greater is He who is in me
Okay, okay, okay
Greater is He who is in me
Greater is He who is in me
Greater, greater, okayBob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weaveAnd I can't just know it
I've got to feel it
And I can't just feel it
I've got to believe it
And I can't just believe it
I've got to live it
And I can't just live it
(You've got, you've got to believe it)Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weave
Bob and weaveThe Other Side Of Something, 2004
(Lyrics courtesy of Lyrics Mania)
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January 14, 2009
I can do all things
(Originally published by Nattie on May 1, 2004)
Has anyone read the Jan Karon Mitford series? I know some of you have. In one of the books a character has to rely on God to answer a prayer for a new heart. Well, we should rely anyway, but you know us humans we like to do everything on our own steam and then when all of that is done ask God for help. That is another blog for another day...maybe.
Anyway. Father Tim tells this character, his parishioner, "Phillipians 4:13 for pete's sake!" When hope seems dim, this is what they cling to..."I can do everything through him who gives me strength."
It sounds trite and almost cliched, but it is true. I can do all things through him (Christ) who gives me strength.
I have been wrestling with God—again. I have only been a stay-at-home-mom for a little short of two years now. Before that my husband didn't think we could afford for me to stay home. God answered that prayer. I shared that with you a while back. Our finances are out of whack. It seems they always are and my husband's solution—I go back to work. Not tighten the belt. Not cut out extras. I go back to work. I've been fighting that for two years now. I've given up the fight. It isn't in my hands. I'm praying that God changes his heart or we win the lottery or something. :-)
I finally just had to rest on Phillipians 4:13 for pete's sake. I can't do it all. I can't be it all. That is one lesson I hope I've learned through the journey into the valley of depression. I can't be supermom or superwife. And frankly, I don't want to be that woman anymore. She was more flawed than her mask belied. Now I stand here totally naked and totally flawed crying at the top of my lungs..."I can do all things through him who gives me strength—for pete's sake!!!!!"
A friend shared this quote the other day and it is totally fitting for what I'm struggling with right now...
Our asking, our thinking, our praying are too small; our expectations are too limited.
He is trying to lift us up to a higher conception, and lure us on to a mightier expectation and appropriation. Oh, shall we put Him in derision?
There is no limit to what we may ask and expect of our glorious El-Shaddai;
and there is but one measure here given for His blessing, and that is "according to the power that worketh in us."—A. B. Simpson
Okay, God, I'll stop trying to limit you. Do your thing. If I stay at home, I do it on your strength. If I go back to work part-time or full-time, I do it on your strength. If I *gasp* have to give up Diet Coke, I do it on your strength. If I have to compromise with my husband, I do it on your strength. There is no limit to what YOU can do. Have at it. ;-)
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 13, 2009
church directory
(Originally published by Nattie on April 30, 2004)
We had our family picture taken for the church directory today. Of course they took some cute shots of the kids, too, and we didn't have the extra money to get them.
I hate that. The kids thought they were pretty good looking, too, and were disappointed that we only took the complimentary photo of the four of us. So I had to promise to take them back to have their pictures taken when we had the extra moolah. Probably around their birthday time this summer. Of course, they will probably not want their photos taken then. You win some. You lose some.
I'll post the family photo when I get it. I promised hubby I'd blank his face out. I might just blank myself out too. :-)
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 12, 2009
Authors
(Originally published by Nattie on April 30, 2004)
From a writing prompt: List your favorite authors.
As a a child and then tween my favorite authors were:
1. Laura Ingalls Wilder—specifically the Little House series
2. Louisa May Alcott—specifically Little Women
3. C.S. Lewis—specifically his Narnia series
4. Madeline L'Engle—specifically her time series
5. L.M. Montgomery—specifically the Anne of Green Gables series
6. Carolyn Keene—well, "she" is actually a conglomerate of corporate ghostwriters, but I loved Nancy Drew
7. Grace Livingston Hill—I haven't read all of her books but Matched Pearls and The Enchanted Barn were two long-standing favorites
8. Janette Oke—especially her Love Comes Softly series
9. I can't remember the author to the Trixie Belden series, but I wanted to be Trixie too.
In my tween/teen years, I also favored:
1. R.L. Stine
2. Francine Pascal—of Sweet Valley High fame
3. Ann Martin— the Babysitter's Club
4. Then I went through a classic writer phase including Agatha Christie, Wilkie Collins, Charlotte Bronte, Poe, Whitman and more
5. Then I moved on to the macabre—Dean Koontz
6. Larry McMurtry
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 10, 2009
don't fret
(Originally published by Nattie on April 28, 2004)
I'm alive. I spent the day with a dear friend. She has just found out that her hubby will be going to active duty in Afghanistan soon. She is pregnant. He won't be here for the birth of the baby. So the kids and I spent the day enlightening her three-year-old to the world of sibling rivalry. :-) Oh, the things he has to learn.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 09, 2009
Has anyone seen my muse?
(Originally published by Nattie on April 27, 2004)
Yoohoo! *taps microphone for attention* Oh, muse, wherefore art thou? I've been reflecting lately that I feel museless and passionless. Every once in a while an idea flits across the transom of my mind, but then it skips off to locations unknown. *sigh* I do very little creative anymore. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Dried up.
My photography, my scrapbooking, my needlework, my writing, even my journaling...not being done. No desire. No passion. What has happened to it?
I was talking to someone the other day and she said that she hasn't been doing her needlework lately. And she was quite an artist even though she doesn't think so. She has done scads of quilts and cross-stitch projects over the years, but suddenly it has dried up. She has been going through a rough time—her youngest graduated from high school (busy, busy, busy, preparing for open houses and such), her business had to be sold, she started a new job, as did her husband. Then her husband decided to run for public office.
Like me I think she feels like she's just along for the ride and someone else is at the controls. Having someone else at the controls isn't a bad thing if it is the right someone.
Lately I've felt like a very wrong someone has the puppet strings and I'm dancing to their tune. I have no desires that are my own. I have no passions that are my own. The only desire I seem to have is sleep. I think I'm dancing the dance of depression again. It is an age old maze, yet the steps seem to keep changing. Just as soon as I find the steps out of the maze another wall grows *whomp* right in my face.
So here I am struggling through this maze, through this jungle. I know that God wants to help out here, but I'm getting a little desperate. You say you'll give me the desires of my heart. Well, give me back my desires. Something. Anything. Please. I hand you the puppet strings. Take them please. I know I can't handle them and I definitely don't want Ol' Nick handling them. I feel like Jacob wrestling with God asking him to bless me.
Does any of this make sense? Am I going insane? Do I need an exorcism? A lobotomy? Or just a vacation? A retreat! A spiritual retreat. A place where warm wind blows and I can feel the gritty sand beneath my feet. I have to sqint the sun is so bright and my skin is covered with dried salt from walks along the shore...
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 08, 2009
Accountability
(Originally published by Nattie on April 26, 2004)
My aunt and I have decided to keep each other accountable in different areas of our life. We both have things we want to change, but sometimes lack the "umph" to get them done. So we picked five small goals each in different areas like spiritual, physical, mental, organizational, etc. We are going to review our goals once a month and reward ourselves for completing them.
Here are my five goals—
- Read one parenting book a month.
- Drink 16 oz. of water a day.
- Finish one cross-stitch project.
- Write for 20 minutes a day.
- Memorize one verse a week.
- I picked my first parenting book— Making Childern Mind Without Losing Yours by Kevin Leman. I chose this as a goal because I have a stack of parenting books that I've never finished and I really think it I could glean some good information and ideas if I could just finish the silly book. :-)
- I picked the 16 oz. water goal because I know I need to drink water, but I'm just horrible at it. So I figured I would start small. I have a few 16 oz water bottles and I'll start there. Then once I've got 16 oz. down, I'll move on to 32 and then 64.
- I picked the cross-stitch project goal because I have scads of cross-stitch supplies yet haven't completed a project in ages. I've decided it is time to fish or cut bait (whatever that means). I'm going to finish this one project and then decide whether I need to dispose of my cross-stitch supplies or continue to cross-stich.
- My writing is lacking lately. I intend to write about that later. I feel like my passion for writing has flown out the window. So I thought if I disciplined myself to write the "bones" for 20 minutes a day maybe it would spark something.
- And the last one is obvious—scripture memory is just plain good. :-) I did a lot of memory when I was younger and can still recall most of it. So I plan on reviewing that and building onward and upward.
Now that you are bored to death with my goals, I'll go fix breakfast.
TTFN,
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 07, 2009
Dreaming...
(Originally published by Nattie on April 24, 2004)
I was reading a book a while back and the author said that we needed to remember how to dream and realize our dreams. She asked the reader to finish this sentence, "I always wanted to..." and then do it. In this instance, she wrote that she had always wanted to learn how to belly dance. So she signed up for classes and learned how to shimmy.
I realized that I had a lot of things I've always wanted to do. So here is my list. We'll see which one I can actually nail down and do.
I've always wanted to...
~ learn how to paint.
~ I've always wanted to learn how to speak French.
~ I've always wanted to learn how to dance.
~ I've always wanted to study Hebrew and Greek.
~ I've always wanted to learn how to do a cartwheel.
~ I've always wanted to write and publish a book.
~ I've always wanted to wander the streets of London.
~ I've always wanted to learn self-defense.
~ I've always wanted to get my nose pierced.
~ I've always wanted to go on a cruise.
~ I've always wanted to be organized.
~ I've always wanted to be a librarian.
~ I've always wanted to be able to drink coffee black without gagging.
~ I've always wanted to climb a mountain.
~ I've always wanted to be able to stand on my head.
~ I've always wanted to be a gymnast.
~ I've always wanted to finish a cross-stich project.
~ I've always wanted to learn how to hand piece a quilt.
~ I've always wanted to be able to crochet and knit.
~ I've always wanted to have more hours in the day.
What have you always wanted to do?
TTFN,
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 06, 2009
It must have worked
(Originally published by Nattie on April 23, 2004)
The rain went away for a bit, so my son's repeatedly singing "Rain, rain, go away!" must have worked. We were able to go outside for a bit yesterday. Then had to come back in because someone doesn't like it when I enforce boundaries. :-( When will they learn? After we came inside I stood at my kitchen window and watched a birdy couple build a birdy nest. The other day we got to watch a momma robin digging for worms while papa robin stood guard. I'm not a bird person, but I do enjoy watching nature as it should be. :-)
And this morning I woke up to a bright blue cloudless sky. According to the weathercasters, more rain is coming this evening, but I'm enjoying the blueness of the sky while I can. I like a little rain, but I would never make it in Seattle. Too gray too many days of the year!
Well, I'm going to be crafty today. It has been too long since I've done anything craft related. So long that my craft area is a disaster.
I have three more questions to answer. These are from Sparrow:
1. If you could change into one animal at will, for a certain amount of time, which one would it be and why? A wild horse. They seem so free and so wild. Something I am not. :-)
2. What was your last (sleeping) dream about and did it have any special meaning for you? You don't even want me to go there. My dreams are often like carnival freak shows. They are bizarre. Occasionally I have a dream that appears to have some meaning, but rarely.
3. In your walk with Him, what way has God answered specifically a prayer that you were waiting on an answer for? There was one instance two years ago when I was working and yearning to stay at home, but my husband was against it. He isn't a bad guy, but he is very much about the money and the comforts. I was having problems at work. I was having problems with depression and I kept praying for God to show me a way out. He did. I got fired. And the amazing thing, my husband did not make me go back to work. Not that he hasn't hinted, but I've been able to stay home for twp years now when I thought I would never have that joy or privilege. At the time I thanked God for what I thought was an unanswered prayer, but really it was answered in a much different way than I had ever thought possible.
Well...have a blessed day,
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 05, 2009
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted
(Originally published by Nattie on April 23, 2004)

Please continue to pray for Mel. I received an email today that the doctor has told her she is losing the baby.
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. ~ Psalm 34:18
Copyright Natalie Rose York
(Daddy's note: This photo was taken in 2006 on the occasion of Natalie's last visit with her high school friend Melanie in California. Given the date of the entry above, it appears that your prayers were answered...If my assumptions are incorrect, Nattie's Mom will let me know. Stay tuned.)
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January 03, 2009
April Reads
(Originally published by Nattie on April 22, 2004)
1~ A Day to Pick Your Own Cotton by Michael Phillips
2~ Thou Shalt Not Grill by Tamar Myers
3~ Discipline - The Glad Surrender by Elisabeth Elliott
4~ Bunnicula by Deborah and James Howe
5~ The Secret of the Old Clock by Carolyn Keene
6~ Down the Garden Path by Dorothy Cannell
7~ Sometimes, I Wake Up Grumpy...And Sometimes I Let Him Sleep by Karen Scalf Linamen
8~ Mrs. Jeffries Dusts for Clues by Emily Brightwell
9~ Booked to Die by John Dunning
10~ The Master Quilter by Jennifer Chiaverini
11~ Miss Julia Meets Her Match by Ann B. Ross
12~ Life Goes On by Philip Gulley
13~ Guardian of the Horizon by Elizabeth Peters
14~ Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone by J.K. Rowling
15~ Evanly Choirsby Rhys Bowen
16~ Death at Bishop's Keep by Robin Paige
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 02, 2009
TGIF
(Originally published by Nattie on April 30, 2004)
Not much going on in Small Town, USA today. Except more rain. I did go to the library and picked up some books on the sale table.
~ Alpine Decoy by Mary Daheim
~ The Anodyne Necklaceby Martha Grimes
~ The Coming Home Quilt by Joanna Hampton
~ The Secrets of Sadie Maynard by Linda Anderson
~ The Gift of Honor by Gary Smalley and John Trent
Not a bad deal for a dollar.
I also picked up a movie to watch after the kidlets are in bed—"Agatha Christie's Seven Dials Mystery"
Not much else on the docket. I have been tackling one big project a day. Yesterday I cleaned under my couch and under the cushions. That may not sound like a big deal to those of you who don't have kids, but my kids like to hide things in the couch—including food. Yuck!
Tomorrow I'm going to my aunt's to borrow her serger and sewing machine so I can make some doo-rags for my daughter and me. I have lots of fabric scraps and thought I'd make good use of them.
I have to brag just a bit on my son. Yes, he was driving me insane yesterday with his version of "Rain, rain, Go away," the why questions and this new laugh that he has developed that is a cross between a lamb bleating and Fran Drescher's laugh from "the nanny." But then he did something sweet. I was playing my Media player and Rebecca St. James' song "Song of Love" came on. He said, "Mommy, they sing that at church. That's about Jesus." I told him that it was about Jesus and that Jesus loved for us to make a joyful noise to him. So Jonathan started singing along. He never sings like that. It was heaven to my ears. And he made me play the song over and over and over again. *sniff* My little boy is growing up.
The other day when we had tornado warnings and such he told me that he wanted the potatoes (tornadoes) to go away and that he wanted to go to California because there are no potatoes there. LOL! When did he get to be such a big boy.
One more thing...how could I forget?! I just wanted to share my gratitude list. I haven't posted one in a while...
~ Scholarship funds at preschool (big PTL!)
~ Gift certificates to Family Christian Store, Shell and Olive Garden
~ Fundraiser prize money that I knew nothing about
~ Librarians that know my name
~ Book sales
~ Too many potatoes in my pantry (better than too few)
~ The tomato plants that are growing in my back yard
~ Minute Maid Fruit Punch
~ Fig Newtons
~ Cookouts with neighbors
~ Kids who love to sing about Jesus
Have a blessed day,
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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January 01, 2009
Forgot to answer...
(Originally published by Nattie on April 22, 2004)
a few more questions I've received:
From Jamie—
1. Worst movie ever? Why? Just about anything by Adam Sandler. No, I guess that isn't right, because I have enjoyed his gentler comedies like "the Wedding Singer," but most of his others make me want to stab my eyes out with knives so I can stop the pain. I'm just not into his brand of humor. Yet I can watch "SNL." Go figure.
2. What is something you collect and why? Cows, Tiggers and Books are the three things I collect most. I don't remember how I got started on cows. I guess I just love the black-and-white jersey cow. I received my first Tigger for my 16th birthday from my then boyfriend. There is no turning back. Tigger represents something I want to be—bouncy, trouncy and fun. Books have been my constant and faithful friends for years. I can't get enough of them. Parting with them is painful.
3. How does the knowledge that you have access to God affect your daily life? Since being diagnosed with chronic depression I've had to rely more on God every day. I would never have made it this far without God and his grace. In fact I sometimes wonder if God didn't allow this thorn because I was so good at clipping along at my own pace and only paying him service at my convenience. I'm thankful then if that is the case because the reward of being one of God's chosen ones is so much greater than any other reward that the world offers.
From Tiff—
1. Favorite animated film For years I loved the Disney movies such as "Beauty and the Beast," "The Little Mermaid," "Lion King," "Aladdin," etc. But my-all time favorite that stands the test of time is..."Pete's Dragon."
2. Favorite author/book Oy! Do I have to pick just one? If so, I'd have to pick...Laura Ingalls Wilder. I collect her works. Not just the Little House series, but her articles she wrote for the local paper. I've also visited her home in Missouri. I keep a picture of her writing desk next to my desk. She is a major role model for me.
3. Favorite singing group Again, just one?! I don't listen to many "groups." I tend to like single artists, but my favorite groups are Mercy Me, No Doubt, The Dixie Chicks, and Third Day.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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