on basketball...

I love sports....so with mild interest I kept an eye on the NBA draft this evening (normally, I only pay attention to college basketball.) So, sadly we saw Yi JianLian get traded (Kate & I are "Yi" fans)...we traded Yi and another forward (Bobby Simmons)...for a different forward.

...they say this is to save $$$ under the salary cap.

So, we got this new forward...averages 22 points a game they say.

Still not happy, but fine...apparently this isn't good enough, however.

With the 8th pick in the first round...the Bucks select a forward,

?huh? okay, do the math...got rid of 2...got 2 more. (In business that's breaking even.)

With the 37th pick of the 2nd round...the Bucks select another forward.

I guess you can never have too many forwards. Maybe we could get rid of 2 guards and trade for a couple more forwards. Then the frozen tundra could continue to have a disappointing team, but at least they would be tall. I guess that would make it seem more like a basketball team...cause they are all tall.

I guess I better stick to college basketball.

Zai jian Mr. Yi

oh, yeah...

Even though we went to get Kate's hair "cut"...it was just a trim.

She still insists on having "long hair come down her back." And she wants to have: "one, two braids come down her shirt." And she wants to have "one, two bows like Kai*Lan" on Nick Jr*.

a little treat

are they cyanotic? do they have a virus? too much mercury in their energy-efficient-compact-fluorescent-expensive-madeinChina-government-mandated-dim-lightbulbs?

nope...Kate got haircut, Sam didn't tear about the salon...they were rewarded with cotton candy lollipops...they savored every lick and plastered their sticky little fingers everwhere...

Well said...

When you start to let go of something that you have hoped for, sometimes it's hard to believe there could be anything better out there. I found this post on one of my favorite blogs recently...ahhh, I'm not alone.

giving up a dream...

I am a regular reader of a weekly syndicated article that appears in our local paper. The theme of this week's column was giving up a dream that had just been within the author's reach. He had always dreamed of living overseas and was making the final plans when he and his wife had a heart to heart talk and decided against the move. He described some of his feelings in his piece.

For some reason, I really resonated with this article. I think it's because there are times in our lives when we finally have to let go of something that is just not going to happen. I am there. I had hoped for this dream to be realized, but for all intensive purposes...it won't. Things changed and it's no longer a practical pursuit. I considered really pushing hard for it...but in my heart, I know it's not the right thing to do.

I have, at times, tried to force issues in my life, hoping to drag God along with me. (Then hoping He'll bail me out if need be.) I believe He has a plan for me, but honestly, my idea seems better. (I know what I'm planning, I can't say I have much insight into His plans.) So, I started a little preemptive pushing, but stopped to pray. (This is always the dangerous part for me--I have to stop pushing and listen.) Then my heart started to change, and I got honest with myself. The reality is that prayer is often not about changing circumstances, but the process of God changing us. So, I have to let go of this...even though I can't think of a better dream out there. Thus, my finite limitations show through again.

Maybe I fear that God really doesn't realize how important this was to me. (Sounds stupid...omnipotent God doesn't know minor detail about one of His followers.) Maybe He doesn't know how disappointed I am. (Equally stupid...omnipresent God doesn't see my tears.) Or maybe I just can't imagine that He sees beyond my questions into my future...the circumstances, events and changes that will take place. (Additionally stupid, everlasting God, can't see into future.)

So, I am left to decide to actively trust my God or wallow in my disappointment and maybe get a little bitter. I think active trust is way to go. To intentionally pursue His plan for my life and that of our family. I know that bitterness is not an option, I'll choose to believe.

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ever have one of those days?

you go to work and your schedule is blown to bits...

no one seems to notice the extra effort and attention to detail...

your kids assault you with demands when you get home from work...

and then...

you go out for Chinese food and your fortune cookie is empty...

...hope tomorrow is a better day...

talking to myself?

today is a lovely day in the flooded, thawed, formerly frozen tundra.

we went for a walk...kate, sam & mommy.

i took a little time to pray quietly as kate road her bike and sam relaxed in his stroller (he loves his ironman stroller--makes him feel cool 'cause its contruction yellow...)

kate heard me and turned around to say, "you talking to yourself mommy?"

i hope i'm not just talking to myself...i could use more help than i can give myself...