Why Blog?

Well, I have been blogging faithfully several times a week for nearly a month. I have enjoyed the chance to put down my thoughts, but it is quickly becoming clear to me that my time might be better spent elsewhere. For one thing, no one reads my blog, and I already know what's going on in my life, so why am I spending so much time blogging? For myself? I think not. This will probably not be my last post, but it will probably be the only time I question blogging on my blog. My last post will almost certainly have no indication that it is the last, because I will probably have decided it is a waste of my time and just stop without telling my blog. Because, let's be honest, who would I be telling? The same people who are even now not reading this? I predict the demise of my blogging career will coincide with the weather perking up and me not wanting to fill my hours with anything but sunshine. So, to all of you not reading this, be prepared and don't say I didn't warn you.

Outside in Tulsa

I love spring weather in Tulsa! The days are absolutely beautiful, warm enough to love being outside, but cool enough to love actually doing anything! Jonathan and I have been walking up to the gym, I work out, he plays and watches TV, we both have a great time if we finish in an hour! Then we go to the library or the park, and we walk all the way (well, I walk, he "drives" his stroller). It's just fun to be out doing things and not stuck inside with nothing to do but stare at a TV all day. The TV is on during breakfast, then off until the news comes on, I love it!

Free Speech Doesn't Apply to Truth?

An Oklahoma Legislator, Sally Kern, made anti-gay comments in a speech she gave in her district to about 50 people. She is getting crazy backlash. Nothing she said was untrue or hateful, but her words are being labeled "ignorance" and a "hate crime."

She said that public schools are indoctrinating young children with gay agenda. (This is TRUE)
She said that it is a lifestyle that leads to death because studies show a higher incidence of suicide, depression, disease and illnesses along with a shorter lifespan in gays. (This is TRUE)
She said that the Bible tells us God does not approve of it. (This is TRUE)
She said that she thinks the gay agenda is a bigger threat to our nation than terrorism and Islam. (This is her opinion, she has a right to say it even if there is no statistical data to back her up. She didn't call gays terrorists, or advocate any hate crimes against them.)

Now the media is involved, their teasers say things like, "Tonight at 10:00, hear why this Oklahoma Legislator calls gays terrorists, and why many are calling for her resignation."

Free Speech: A constitutional right that applies to graphic movies, controversial artists, and anti-Christian activists of all kinds, but NOT to the Bible, Christians, or anyone speaking the truth, if that truth is unpopular or in the process of being suppressed.

JENNI'S OPINION: God loves us all, God calls on us to love everyone too, even if we don't agree with them, even if they hurt us. God loves me and God loves gay people too. But God also disapproves of the gay lifestyle (Leviticus 18 outlines all sexual practices that God doesn't approve of including incest, adultery, bestiality, and homosexuality Lev. 18:22). In Leviticus 18 the Bible specifically says that such sexual practices are not only abhorred by God, but that they will destroy the people/nations that practice or allow them. (Lev 18:26-28)

http://www.ktul.com/news/stories/0308/502412.html

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tFxk7glmMbo

The Perfect Funeral

I don't mean to sound morbid in this post, but I've been thinking about what I want when I die. We went to Mark's Grandfather's funeral yesterday, and it was the best one I have ever been to! I know that sounds strange, but I usually dread the big, quiet, crowded room, the long, drawn out sermon (especially when the preacher is a stranger), and above all, I hate the varied and excruciating ways to make you cry.

Every funeral begins the same way for us. We all dress up in uncomfortable, but "appropriate" clothes, even though Jonathan is usually toted off by a friend or family member. I apply "church make-up" to go with the clothes even though I know I will cry and turn myself into a make-up mess (I own water-proof mascara exactly for this). We walk in and stand around in the family area until we are seated; this is really horrible for family, I think, because we are paraded past all the other people to sit in the front of the church as a kind of showcase of tears and drippy noses. Then come the songs, all lullaby or dirge-like hymns, often about heaven or death. Then, when your Kleenex is sopping wet, they bring up the preacher, who seems to love having a captive audience in the middle of the week and drones on and on, or a eulogist, or, in the worst cases, a line of eulogists who give sad remembrances over and over and over. Finally, just when you are breathing a sigh of relief that it is nearly over, they open the casket (which is right in front of the family section) and the rest of the people line up to file past you, the family, and the open casket. The family goes very last, then they load everyone up, and go to the grave site. Here, there is standing room only, the preacher gets another sermon in, and just when you have resigned yourself to it never being over, it is. Everyone mills around for a few minutes, then leaves. It feels lonely and strange standing there. This is the point when the part of me that is so glad that it's all over is warring with the part of me that feels sad, and guilty for feeling glad it's over. Somewhere during the course of all this there is usually a family lunch provided by someones church. Lunch usually consists of congealed ham, piles of green beans, and cold, store-bought dinner rolls. It's weird that every church who feeds mourning families seems to have the same bad cooks.

Anyway, the whole process is emotionally and physically exhausting, not to mention leaves you hungry and uncomfortable, and in need of a good face washing. So, yesterday was wonderful by comparison. We did dress up a bit, but it was supposed to be casual, and when we got there the whole funeral home was full of family and friends, talking, looking at pictures, and just hanging out. Jonathan got to stay, because there was no quiet anything in sit-still pews, he ran around, ate candy and entertained everyone with his ABC's and his funny phobia of his 10 month old cousin. There was a slide show playing on a loop in one room, it showed pictures from his life and pictures of his family growing up. The casket was open and surrounded by flowers in a viewing room, so you could go in quietly, and by yourself. I didn't see a single tear. After the viewing party, a small group of family went to the grave site where a close family friend and preacher said a brief word and had a prayer. The rest of the afternoon was spent at grandma's house eating all the food people had brought (it was really good food and there was way too much for one old lady).

It was perfect, it was not depressing, tear-jerking, or guilt-inducing. If I live to be a retired grandma, that is exactly the funeral I want. Why not the funeral for a young death? Because a young death is sad no matter how you look at it. Leaving behind children, close friends, and business friends, leaves so many different people who knew you, but didn't know each other, I don't think being forced to mingle with strangers would be as comforting. Besides, I think this really would only work as a small thing, family and close friends. Still, this, and then cremation is my choice for an end to my life on this earth.

New Stuff in our Life

Well, it is official! Jonathan is now counting. He knows 1-3 and 8-10! He will ask for "one more" or "two please" and knows exactly what it means. He will point to pictures in books and count them 1-2-3-8-9-10 (nobody's perfect).

He now loves Clifford the Big, Red Dog, and wants to read his books all the time. He is also starting to take apart toys like his racetrack and bring pieces to me saying, "What happened." (which is usually what I ask when he brings me disassembled toys).

He knows some colors, but I don't know if he doesn't know them all, or just doesn't really care which is always which, but he surprises me now and then by pointing to something and saying its correct color.

Also, Mark and I got our new phones and numbers today! If you didn't get a text already, I probably don't have your number.

Funerals

Mark's Grandpa Brazel died this morning. He's been really sick for a long time, and I think we are all a little bit relieved that he has finally passed. I know it kind of sounds awful to say, but if you have ever watched someone you love wither away in pain for years you will understand what I mean.

When I was born (as one of the oldest grandchildren and great-grandchildren on both sides) I had both parents, all four grandparents (healthy too), all four great-grandmothers, a great-grandfather (one passed a few months before I was born), and a great-great-grandmother! When I was still pretty young I lost a pair of great-grandparents and my great-great grandmother, but the rest were active in my life until I was in High School, when I lost 2 great grandmothers. In the past few years I have lost a grandparent nearly every year, and Mark has too. I am so familiar with going to funerals, it's almost routine, I go to a funeral more often than I have doctor or dentist visits combined!

Jonathan has 2 parents, all 4 grandparents, 3 great-grandfathers, and 2 great-grandmothers and that's it. He's only 2, but in his short life he has lost 2 great-grandfathers, 2 great-grandmothers, and a great-great grandmother.

I know that a lot of kids don't have hardly any family, and we are really blessed, but it still makes me sad how many wonderful people my son won't get to meet, and grow up loving. Nanny, Jonathan's great-great grandmother died in October, she loved pink, taught me how to crochet, and made raggedy Ann dolls for years. She made Jonathan a hand-stitched baby quilt when he was born. My Granddaddy (Jonathan's Great-grandfather) loved to rebuild model A Fords and work in his yard, he was a woodworker too. He had a devilish sense of humor, and taught me how to swim and dive. Mark's Grandma was a strong Christian who loved her family above everything and spoke her mind, she was sincere and good-hearted. Mark's grandpa who died today is the reason Mark's mother's family became Christians. He's isn't related to us by blood, but he brought Mark's grandfather to Christ when Mark's mom was still a little girl, so he is part of the family. And the loss that still hurts the most, is my Mima, who died a year ago yesterday. There are no words that can say how much I miss her and wish she could be here with us as Jonathan grows up. Every time we loose someone it brings up the hurt of loosing all the others.

I hate funerals.

Mac and Cheese

I want to be a good mom. I want my baby to be healthy. I want him to eat something other than Macaroni and Cheese! He wants it for 3 meals a day, and he eats 3 or more helpings! I've tried all kinds of other things, but the only things he makes exceptions for are hot dogs, french fries and applesauce (or candy). Anyone have any tips to encourage more variety in a 2-year-old's diet?

Why Do Kids Do That?!

I joined a women only gym down the street from our house (Fit for Her). We live close enough that we should walk, but I took Jonathan today so we drove. I made him leave his trail mix in the car, but let him bring in Cheerios to snack on. I got Kim enrolled too, but she hasn't gone yet (I've only been 2x). They have all kinds of cool things including massage chairs and tanning, but I really like the kid's play area. They don't have an attendant, instead they have a surveillance camera in the play room and it hooks up to a cable channel on the TVs that are on front of every cardio machine. Anyway, Jonathan did great while I worked out, he played with cars, watched Clifford on TV, and rearranged the small chairs. When it was time to leave I went in and he helped me clean up the toys and pick up some Cheerios he had spilled on the floor. He was being so well-behaved and so quiet that I began to get suspicious as we were walking to the car. I noticed he was drooling considerably and had that funny "my mouth is too full" look. I suddenly thought, "Oh no! What if he found something on the floor, or a small toy and is trying to eat it!" So I stopped him and told him to spit it out, which he did without complaint. What he had in his mouth looked like a brown pitted cherry half from a cherry pie, though considerably well-rinsed with baby saliva. It took me a moment to realize that it was a raisin! As we were walking into the gym he had stuck a raisin into his mouth. He had held it in his mouth for 45 min? No way. So I asked him what it was. "Razin, Mommy, yucky razin." he told me.

This is not the first time he has held food in his mouth for an unnatural length of time, but it is probably the longest amount of time. My child re-hydrated a raisin into a grape, because he didn't like it and refused to chew and swallow it, and wouldn't spit it out until told to! Why do kids do things like that?

Do I NEED to Work?

I got my first healthcard (an old-fasioned thing you used to need to work around food) when I was 9 years old. I helped out around my grandparent's North Tulsa donut shops. You know how weird it is when High School students can't give the correct change? How even some college students get stumped when you give them $2.01 for a $1.76 purchase? I was doing it just fine at 9 years old, and some people were as astonished as if I were pulling white rabbits out of hats! (of course, I was homeschooled) Well, I worked at least part-time from then on. I cleaned houses, I babysat, I was pretty much the assistant manager of an ice cream store when I was 15, I worked with Vetrinary clinics, I cleaned stables, I lifeguarded for the city of Tulsa, and more, all before I got to college! In college I worked as many as three jobs at a time, and each summer I spent doing all kinds of internships. When I couldn't drive, I walked to work or got rides, and through it all I did well in school, was involved in sports, music, church, missions, and drama! After college I started looking for a career, but in the meantime I still worked and planned my wedding and taught a Sunday school class.
Now, after being the career-spouse for over 3 years, I had myself convinced that I wanted to be the stay-at-home parent for a while. I had visions of myself cleaning and remodeling the house, taking care of the yard, making dinners, and basically being the perfect house-wife and mom. Now, I'm wondering if I am just not meant to be a stay-at-home mom. I signed up to be a sub at Wright Christian Acadamy. I thought it would just be a way to get out of the house now and then and make a little extra money, plus it would look good on a resume to say I did work outside the house now and then during my stay-at-home mom time. I guess there have been a lot of people sick. The school has called me to sub about 3 days a week for the last few weeks, and the principle mentioned yesterday that they may offer me a part-time job teaching history, English, and maybe even Greek. So, I guess that would really cut short my "stay-at-home" mom time. It just makes me wonder, do I have some sort of weird need to work, can I not just not have a job?

Potty Training...IN PROGRESS...

I never wanted to be that parent who let their child run wild in a store, screaming, crying, and making messes. I only have limited control of those things, so eventually I know I will be that parent whether I want to or not. I didn't want a pacifier in my baby's mouth all the time, but...well it happens. I wanted to be a diaper-free zone when my kid was 2, but some things are just not up to me.

We tried "pick out your own potty, and make it a special thing," but he got bored with it (not unlike with other "toys"). So, we tried "Spend 3 days naked from the waist down, so they see what's going on," but that just left a lot of messes to clean, especially after the dog decided it was some kind of "mark your territory" game. Try explaining why the dog gets smacked, yelled at, and thrown outside for doing it, without making the kid really confused about the whole thing! Plus, he got sick and then I did, and we passed it around for weeks. Maybe the "bare butt" approach will be more successful in the summer...

Anyway, we have tried rewards (big ones for success, little snacks for trying) and he seemed to like those for a while, but he is just not really interested in the potty very much. We thought for a while that it was starting to take; he asked to go a few times a day, but never actually did anything. We soon discovered that he just wanted us to read Curious George (the book we had in the bathroom to read while we waited). When we took Curious George into the living room, all interest in the potty ceased.

I'm stumped. Any suggestions on peaking a kid's interest or making your kid want to try?

Get a New Baby...

At church yesterday I ran into Amber (formerly Decker) and her husband and three kids (the baby is still tiny!), and we stood and talked until my boys got bored and began playing hide and seek in classrooms. When we were all saying good-bye, Jonathan said bye-bye to the baby, then ran off to keep hiding (he didn't really want to go home to the inevitable nap). Mark and I "searched" the classroom for him, and then in very loud, very disappointed voices announced to the "empty" room that we couldn't find our baby. "How sad!" I said, "Oh well, Daddy, that nursery had lots of babies, I guess we'll have to go get a new baby!" Mark agreed and we started to leave the classroom. Out of the bottom shelf of an open cabinet rushed Jonathan, all smiles and talking a mile a minute, "I found me! I found me! Go get a new baby Mommy! Go get baby now." When I asked him if he wanted a new baby he said, "Huh, (short for uh-huh) go get baby now." I asked what we would do with another baby, but by this time his cute dialogue had exhausted itself and we had moved onto a tired tantrum about running out the door without holding Daddy's hand.

It makes me wonder how he would really react to a baby if we had another. This is the first time he has said anything like this, and it makes me wonder if he was just teasing in the spirit Mark and I were. The last time he had to be around an infant it was Brandon and Elisha's 4 month old in a bouncy chair and Jonathan walked past baby Tanner (by the way, the picture with Jonathan's is "scary" baby Tanner) as if he was a poisonous snake that might strike if he got too close. It was almost funny to watch him carefully sidestep past the nearly immobile baby's reaching hand, with a nervous look of concern and concentration on his face! Anytime a smaller "baby" tries to play with him, Jonathan acts horrified and tries to cringe away. He has even cried on occasion when a baby has crawled up to him to take or investigate a toy. At least he never hits, pushes, or tries to hurt the baby; he just seems REALLY uncomfortable. Maybe I shouldn't think it's so funny, but I do!

There's No Place Like Home...

Well, we have gone to churches here in town, first Garnett (so sad), then Memorial with Kim (full of nice people and we made some friends), then Park Plaza, and then Crosstown. I really like Mitch Wilburn's preaching at Park Plaza and the singing; they are remodeling the nursery (supposed to be really fancy too); they have active missions, young families, and youth and children's programs; and I know a lot of my old friends and mentors go there now. I really thought we had found a great church, but my father-in-law informed us he will not go there with us, and my mother-in-law has only come with us once without him. I would really like the whole family to go together somewhere.

I don't just want to find a church to go to on Sundays, I want to find a place we can really invest in, get involved in, and become a part of a church family in. I don't feel like Mark is in as much of a hurry as I am to settle into a church though, and that frustrates me, because it's not my decision, it's our decision. I would like to still be involved in youth ministry as a volunteer, and support children's programs that Jonathan is in. I want to go and find people to connect with, ways to donate time and talents, and just generally get to know people. So far, we have only gone on Sundays, and this was the first Sunday we even went to Sunday school as a family (Jonathan and I went once, but Mark was visiting Chad with his mom). We haven't gone on a Wednesday, a Sunday night, or to any other events. Tonight Park Plaza was having a chili cook-off, and I wanted to enter some chili just for fun and to be involved, but Mark didn't want to go. So, I took a nap and when I woke up it was too late to go at all. I'm beginning to feel guilty that I'm giving in to him too easily, but I don't want to force him into going, I want to find a church we all want to go to and be involved in.

The young families class we attended today was packed (at least 30 people) and that was even with a lot absent because they were having babies or being sick. The people were really nice, but they are all older than us (7 yrs avg I'd say), they all appeared to have more financial means, and they were all friends already. Plus (and this is just my insecurities I suppose) almost all of the women looked perfect. Perfect hair, perfect make-up, perfectly dressed in fashionably casual size 4 outfits. Despite all the warm welcomes, the efforts to reach out to us, and the sincerity they showed, I just did not feel comfortable. I felt like the nerdy little freshman make-over project invited to the popular senior group at the beginning of a teen movie that ends in humiliation and a lesson about being yourself.

I just kept thinking how much more fun youth group would be.

I want to make friends my own age, I want to know parents with kids that Jonathan can be friends with, but I feel so fake, so insecure, so posed with other adults. I try to be funny, but I'm not great at that, I try to smile, but it's forced. I love how kids can just open up to each other, embrace differences, and accept friendship in any form. I hate second-guessing myself, and the embarrassment that comes with saying something that gets horribly misinterpreted, read into, or just plain sticking my foot in my mouth when trying so hard to be nice, funny, or clever. I guess I try too hard, I don't want to be boring.

We have talked about going back to Memorial to visit some more, and I'm sure we could get involved there too. I have a few friends there who I know would love to see us come. Park Plaza is having a ministry fair next Sunday, and if we don't see any ministries that Mark likes, I guess we will go back to Memorial for another try there. I just feel like I'm wasting my time, when I want to be investing it.

Issues at 2008 Tulsa Republican Convention

The statement of principles below is one of the things that makes me proud to be a member of the Republican party. They mention God several times and morality, sanctity of life, preserving the integrity of the family, and so many other things that I not only believe, but things I believe in. I thought God was dead in politics, but the chairman of the convention was actually commended for calling for prayer in the midst of a heated council debate. When I get a link to the revised list of specific issues addressed in the platform I will link it, but the copy I have is incomplete (even though it is 3 pages long). Plus I am tired of transcribing it all into my blog, and will probably go to bed soon. I hope the information from my last few posts is informative and helpful to everyone who reads them.

Tulsa Republican Platform (2008)

Statement of Principles:

"God who gave us life gave us liberty."--Thomas Jefferson

The United States has attained its position as a world leader and champion of freedom by protecting our God-given liberties.

We believe our rights come from our Creator. We believe in the unalienable rights of the individual. It it a government's first duty to protect these God-given rights; to life; to liberty; to property; to the pursuit of happiness.

Government is but one institution among many that exist to serve the common good. Families, religious communities, businesses, the press, and a host of voluntary societies have their roles to play in meeting the needs of society. As Republicans, we seek to reform government so that it performs its proper role with excellence and efficiency, while leaving room for the other institutions of society to thrive.

We believe that today's government is too large and intrusive, exceeding its proper scope, doing things for which individuals and private organizations are best equipped. We believe families, communities, and institutions of faith can best teach the American values of honesty, responsibility, accountability, hard work, compassion, and mutual respect.

We believe that the functions of government should be handled at the level nearest and most accountable to the people.

The Tulsa County Republican Party seeks to apply these time-honored principles at all levels of government:

• Faithful adherence to the US Constitution as originally intended;
• The sanctity of human life, from the moment of conception to its natural end;
• The equality of all people before the law--that individuals should be judged without regard to race, gender, creed, disability, or age;
• Public integrity--enforcing and administering the laws justly, in the fear of God;
• Restoring and preserving Judeo-Christian morality in our culture;
• Respecting the dignity of each individual and the integrity of families;
• Fiscal responsibility and restraint;
• Defense of property rights;
• Promotion of free markets, free trade, and freedom throughout the world.

At the federal level, we call for maintenance of a strong national defense, protection of our freedom of religious expression, and protection of our rights as law-abiding individuals to keep and bear arms.

We support the right of Americans to retain their hard earned wages through the substantial reduction of the federal income tax rate and the establishment of a fair taxation system.

We believe in personal responsibility and individual accountability. We desire to limit government involvement in our communities. We will work to reform or eliminate impersonal, inefficient and redundant programs, while encouraging individuals, families, and private organizations to exorcise their civic responsibilities, act with genuine compassion and offer assistance and care to people in need.

We believe it is the right and responsibility of parents to direct the upbringing and education of their children, without interference, regulation, or penalty from the government. We therefore support the right of parents to choose the method of schooling for their children, whether public, private, charter, home schooling, or other means of education, without interference from the government at any level.

In our public schools, we seek to restore academic excellence. We believe the primary goal of our educational system should be to teach proficiency in the essential subjects, not to indoctrinate children in a worldview at odds with our nation's heritage.

We believe that the best choices are not always the easiest, and that decisions which take commitment, sacrifice, and perseverance result in more honorable, longer-lasting solutions. We believe the Republican Party provides the best opportunity to translate these ideals into positive and successful principles of government.

Show Your Support for LIFE

There are four pro-life bills that were just approved by the house judiciary committee. You can help support these by contacting your Representative in the House and asking them to support them too.

HB 3144, Provides a woman with an ultrasound of her unborn child which she may view prior to undergoing an abortion.

HB 3059, Ensuring that a mother's consent to an abortion be truly voluntary, and safeguarding against coerced abortions.

HB 2771, Protecting health care professionals freedom of conscience and right to refuse to participate in the taking of a human life

HB 2181, Regulating the use of the dangerous chemical abortion pill RU-486, used when the unborn child is about 2 months old

If you'd like more information you can go to:

http://www.okforlife.org/legalerts/2-22-08alert.pdf

What I never knew about our political system...

What I never knew about our political system could fill a book, but after today that book would be one chapter shorter. Mark and I were asked to be delegates for our precinct in Tulsa to the Republican Convention. So, we signed up. We didn't really know what a "delegate" was, and no one could really tell me. I was hearing all about "delegate votes" and "super delegates" on the news, but it was clear that these delegates were governors, congressmen, and, well, probably not me. Here's what I learned today that if you don't know yet, you really should pay attention to.

Jim Inhofe, #1 conservative Senator in the US Senate, spoke at the Convention. He said something I had never heard before. The US is the only nation in the world whose political system begins in the living rooms of voters and leads up to a national convention. (For those who are interested, this is a unique aspect of our governing political system, our Republic. A Republic differs from a Democracy in an important way, instead of being ruled by popular opinion, mob-mentality, or the infamous "popular vote," a Republic elects select groups of people to govern; create, interpret and enforce laws; and help elect officials.) The process has 4 levels: The "living room caucus" is more commonly known as a precinct caucus. This is simply a group of people in your neighborhood that meet (usually in someone's home) in early January. ANY registered voter in the precinct can attend. To find your precinct number look on your voter's identification card just above the address of your polling place. To find your precinct chairman (or become one if there isn't one already) and the location of meetings contact your county election board and tell them your precinct number. Each precinct has a certain number of delegates it elects to send to the County Convention, it may be as few as 3 or it may be as many as 20 (maybe more, I don't know for certain). Sadly, most of those delegate seats are left empty at many conventions. Why? Probably because most of you, like me, had no idea the seats were open to us in the first place! So, chances are, if you want to be a precinct delegate, you can. Once elected as a precinct delegate (elected being a loose term for "you show up to the precinct caucus, you can be one"), you are qualified to attend the District and State Conventions, all you have to do is sign up for them before the deadline and get there (sometimes they are in other cities). At these conventions delegates are elected to go to the National Convention (Republicans' in Minnesota, Democrat's in Colorado). Again, you have to get yourself there, everyone involved in the party is a volunteer, no one's way is paid. This is where the Electoral College is elected, the party's official candidate is chosen, and really the only convention that gets big news coverage. Why such a long, complicated process? Well, it absolutely assures that the most active, concerned, and passionate members of the party get to the convention to represent us. For Republicans, the most conservative, and for Democrats, the most liberal. The wishy-washy, middle of the line guys are few and far between, and this helps define the party's ideals.

So, what did we do at the Tulsa County Republican Convention today? We (along with about 350 other delegates out of the 735 qualified delegates that could have attended) had state senators and representatives introduced to us, met other people in the party, and voted for the official platform of the Tulsa Republican Party. I know it may not sound like much, but it was kind of exciting, and it totally reaffirmed my choice of political party. I'm proud to be a Republican, and if you read the platform we helped ratify today, I think you will understand why.

Delegates

Mark and I have been asked to be delegates at this weekend's convention to cast votes for our candidate in the Republican primaries. I'm really interested in this, but I cannot find good information on what we are supposed to do. I know we are supposed to vote, but are we supposed to vote for the guy that has the majority of the state, the guy that most people in our district voted for, or the guy we personally like best? The lady who signed us up indicated we vote for whoever we want, but I want to do what I'm supposed to do and if that means voting for the majority winner from the district I'm representing, I will. I just don't know WHAT I'm supposed to do. The news has been talking about delegates, super-delegates, and how they will decide the race this year for the primaries. That makes me feel like my job may be really important, but when I look for more informtion, there is nothing. I hate feeling so uninformed, I guess I need to do some more research.

3-8-9 and Embarassing Things Jonathan Says

Yesterday afternoon was nice enough to play outside, even for Jonathan who keeps getting sick and me who can't seem to get well. Jonathan loved just running around saying, "So fast! Mommy look, so fast!" To which I say, "Wow you are so fast!"

He wants to throw Buddy's toys for him, but the puppy only wants to play with Mark or me. Even if Jonathan throws them (and he can throw pretty well) the dog brings them back to me. This always results in the inevitable "race for the toy" an event that has both boy and puppy fighting to fetch a ball or stick, and even though the puppy is small, he almost always wins and Jonathan ends up knocked to the ground if he manages to get the toy first.

We played hide and seek, with help from aunt Kim. Jonathan's version of hiding is still just putting up his hood, turning his back on me and covering his face with his hands, but it's helping him learn to count. After we played for a while, we came inside and he lined up all his toy cars on the coffee table and counted: 1, 2, 3, 8, 9, K, P, T, 3, 8, 9 Then said excitedly, "Look Mommy 3,8,9, cars, I count 3,8,9, cars!" He did this for nearly an hour, we counted up to 4 once before he started to add in letters and mix up numbers, and he seems to completely understand 1 and 1, 2. He also picked up his toys last night, I was so impressed!

Jonathan repeats words so well now it's surprising. He came to get me to watch Sesame Street because "Bert-Ernie sing a song, com'on Mommy, Amazing!" And he just kept repeating "Amazing!" (which had been the word he picked up from the previous sketch). Sometimes his vocabulary is embarassing though. He really doesn't like his diaper changed, but is not interested in potty training yet, so he throws big fits when we change him. That's pretty normal, but add the vocab and you get a screaming 2-year old in a restraunt bathroom, yelling, "Don't hurt penis! Daddy no! No hurt my penis!" It's funny, but it sounds awful, and I just hope other people have had their kids say embarassing things, so they understand. Mark has gotten to the point where he really hates changing him in public bathrooms though.

Priorities

I spend a lot of time worrying about my house. Is it clean enough, does it need repairs, what needs remodeling, how much all that costs, and on and on. This is not the most important thing in life. So why do I think about it SO MUCH? Because I like my house to be nice, to be clean, and because I feel better when it is. But it makes me cranky and turns me into an unpleasant person if it isn't done.

Sure, the occasional child or husband-inspired irritant is understandable. For example I am looking at a pie pan and lid that need to be thrown away, but were conveiniantly left on the living room book shelves for me along with various other dishes from last night. But why can't I just throw them away, clean up, and be nice to my hard-working husband when he gets home? Because...I...just...get...so...frustrated!

Seriously though, there are people dying, wars being fought, world-altering discoveries being made, and I'm obsessing over dirty dishes? My 2 year old is learning his ABC's, singing songs about Jesus and wants me to play with him and I spend my time with the laundry and dusting?
Am I the only one who has serious priority issues?