Fun to Try!

I ran into this site while browsing today. The My Heritage site. You will have to sign up at their site to be a member and to try their face recognition program you need to upload a photo of your face but it was fun.

The site looks interesting.

Hey Chanel! I look like Jesse McCartney! No wonder you love me so much, hehehe!

I ran into the site when I was browsing a phrase that I heard on the NBC Morning Show. I made a point to remember it so that I could read up on the person that said it when I got online today. The phrase he said was "cancer cells are your ticket to life."

Strange thing to say since we automatically put the word death with cancer and not the word "life". His name is Deepak Chopra. He is an author and his goal? "Bridging the technological miracles of the west with the wisdom of the east." I thought of the word life with a capital L but I don't know if that is what he means. (Capital L meaning Eternal Life to me.)

I will have to go back to read his blog, but first I had to try the face thingy.

I had to resize this thing to fit this blog so I will type the names on this thing out.

66% Roseanne Barr, lol, I don't remember her looking like this picture, at least I don't recognize her!
61% - Fukada Kyoko, Jesse McCartney
59% - Anne Rice and some others...
56% - Dayang somebody...

I think I look oriental or something (like Burt Reynold's?).

Happy Update

New Warm Boots

After our long Indian Summer the sky has cleared up, the thermometer has dropped below freezing, and my thoughts have turned towards keeping my feet warm.

Lately, my feet have been cramping when they get just a little bit cold! So after another frantic time of stretching out my cramped toes I decided I should order a pair of cozy boots for the coming winter.

These boots came via the post office and quite quickly too! I happily opened the package and slipped them on. I walked around a bit and looked out the window and wondered how much longer we would wait for the snow to come.

When my Grandson's came over they had me read a book of Christmas Poetry to them. I wondered if maybe they were feeling like getting some new winter boots too! (We still have Halloween to do boys!)

Well, well well! It looks like we are clouding up and we could possibly be getting some ------- RAIN???

Okay!

Now where did I slip off those rain boots?

Don't Steal The Glory!

Last night I had a dream about two missionaries that passed on already.

In my dream I was serving them dinner on the deck of our back porch. I don't know what I was serving but they were enjoying the lovely evening and the view of the lake.

The problem I was dealing with in my dream was I felt that they were cold, so I asked them if they were. Both were just as sweet to me as I remember them being when they spoke to me in this life. They said that they were fine, but I didn't think so. Maybe I was a little bit cold? I've heard it said that when Momma is cold then the children will be told to put on their sweaters.

In my dream I was so busy trying to find something to put over their shoulders that I was missing all the time to visit with them. Finally, I found some towels(?). I went back out to the deck while I laid the towels on them I realized that they were damp! They said that they didn't mind.

Frustrating dream.

My first memories of this couple were from my parents home when he used to come over to share a singing time and a short inspirational devotional from the Bible. My Dad loved to play his guitar and have the family sing along with him. Afterwards, they would visit and drink coffee.

Doug and I got married and shortly after that we moved to Juneau for a summer job. It could have been longer than a summer but because I was pregnant with twins and the hospital in Juneau did not feel they were set up to deliver twins during that time, they sent me to Anchorage! I was happy to go back to Anchorage! Our Juneau memories are not very good for us ---as a couple.

This missionary couple very graciously took me in when I had no where else to go. My parents and Doug's parents were not around. Mine were out in the village at that time and Doug's moved out of the State! I had to be close to the hospital so I could not stay in Chugiak (my parents home) where a ride to the doctor would be next to impossible to get, if the babies decided to come. So, I stayed with them for a week and quietly watched how they lived at home.

When I think of people that are worthy of remembering or people that have been instrumental in giving me focus in my life I realize that most are missionaries. I am happy about that. First Sunday School teacher was Violet Able. Person that wrote to me and was there to be the first to celebrate my decision to follow Christ was Rose Nabinger. When I think of who it was that counseled me and showed me how to make the Bible relevant to my daily life - it was Carol Cypert. Doug's parents were missionaries and if they weren't Doug and I probably would never have met! And when I think about Don & Lorene Stump - they showed me gracious giving. Giving whatever they had, which was not much, but the love they shared while giving made it worth so much more.

At Don Stump's funeral many said that Don would always say "don't steal the glory." All glory should go to God --- he didn't want any praises to be wasted on himself for anything that he did.

I enjoyed my dream last night, 'cept for the goofy towels, and I enjoyed seeing Don and Lorene again.