Slo-mo Friday

For whatever reason, I feel like I’ve trudged through molasses today. It was long. It was rainy. It was boring. It was sleepy. Nothing particularly bad. Nothing particularly exciting, either.

Anyway, all this slow moving gave me the space and time to make a few observations—completely unrelated and in no particular order:

1. I’ve never rung the bell for the Salvation Army at Christmas, but I bet those bell-ringers’ arms get really tired after a few minutes. You know how your arm and hand cramp when you’ve been painting for awhile.

2. I really like ironing. Of all the tasks, I like ironing, which most people hate. But I never do iron anything unless ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY because it’s incredibly time-consuming and our clothes generally look fine without the ironing. Maybe that’s why I like ironing—because I never do it. I hate mopping and dusting.

3. It never takes me as long to sew on a button as I think it will.

4. I’m stunned that in this INSANELY sluggish economy, our country is sending astronauts on a space mission. And this time, we’re sending a bigger group with an extra bedroom and a brand-new bathroom with some type of recycled water system. Anyhoo… I don’t know what a space shuttle mission costs, but I’m kinda thinking that it would be cool if the NASA people said, “Hey. We’ll take a break and give all this money to other aspects of our economy.” I mean (and I acknowledge I know very little about the US space exploration program), astronauts in space have virtually no impact on my daily life. While we’re at it… couldn’t we put professional sports and big budget blockbuster films on hold? Use that money to help our economic concerns.

5. Pop-Tarts now includes one serving of whole wheat in two flavors. Finally! I can feel OK about giving my kids crap for breakfast, right?

6. I can’t decide who to be more disgusted with: Hugh Hefner or those three shameless women who prostitute themselves for him in his house.

7. My heart TOTALLY goes out to single moms.

8. The Heidelberg Catechism Question and Answer #1 gives me great hope:

Question: What is thy only comfort in life and death?
That I with body and soul, both in life and death, am not my own, but belong unto my faithful Saviour Jesus Christ; who, with his precious blood, has fully satisfied for all my sins, and delivered me from all the power of the devil; and so preserves me that without the will of my heavenly Father, not a hair can fall from my head; yea, that all things must be subservient to my salvation, and therefore, by his Holy Spirit, He also assures me of eternal life, and makes me sincerely willing and ready, henceforth, to live unto him.