Happy Anniversary

to me!  Today is our 19th wedding anniversary!  That means I have been married for 1/2 of my life (you do the math). 

As I sit here trying to condense our 19 years of marriage and 2 1/2 years of dating into something for this post, I realize there is just no way to do that.  We have laughed, cried, fought, loved …  we have made effort to keep it together for each other when the world seemed to be falling apart around us.  We look to each other for something “normal” when things get a little crazy.  We appreciate and cherish what we have and often times review how much fun we have had and are having.

In the beginning, it was a little overwhelming to be married to the “golden boy” at SBRCC and the “prince” of the Lee family.  I remember how large our wedding shower was and I was totally paralyzed be attention.  (I am not an attention seeker)  Scotty opened every gift except one.  I opened the first one and it was a blanket Scotty’s Mom made for Miss Marilyn.  She was giving it to us because she knew it would be a way for us to have one.  It was blue and white and so were our wedding colors.  I was so thankful to have it.  While I was opening the gift and thanking her for it, I realized everyone was watching.  I couldn’t open another one.  Scotty did all of the remaining gifts and was very gracious. 

Our marriage has been and continues to be a blessing.  When tomorrow comes, I will begin the day being married over half of my life! 

Pensacola Part 2 and Part 3

Part 2 – The Team Dinner

Our team of girls always eats together on Saturday nights during tournaments.  The girls sit at a large table by themselves and the parents and any siblings along on the trip sit close by.  Oh wow!  I was sitting at a table with the parents of 3 other girls and the siblings of 2.  The 13 year old boy’s behavior shocked me beyond belief!  He never stopped moving, reached for everything first, spit lemon seeds through straws, blew straw paper across the table, was rude about how long the food and service was taking (we were a group of 40!) … the list goes on.  This kid’s Mother repeated told him to stop, but it was for show.  She obviously didn’t mean it.  The entire dinner from showing up through leaving took a little over 2 1/2 hours.  It was a long time to be with a 13 year old who did not know how to behave.

Part 3 – THE FINAL GAME

Chelsea scored the winning goal in the final game!!!  Am I sure it was the “winning goal”?  Yes, I am.  The score was 1-0.  She was on the receiving end of a well placed corner kick and used her left foot to kick the ball into the net.  What a great day for her.  All of the parents congratulated her when the game was over.  It was good to see her smile and share her joy.

Prayer Requests

I am interrupting the Pensacola story to bring you two special prayer requests.  Please remember Vicki in prayer today.  She is scheduled for surgery at 10:30.  Vicki is a remarkable woman and a true servant.  Please pray that her surgery is successful.

My second request is for a member of our “soccer family”.  Hannah is a good friend of Chelsea’s and they have developed a special friendship throughout the past two seasons of soccer.  Hannah has been to camp with Chelsea as well as a few youth group activities.  Hannah’s older sister, Kasye, was in a car accident yesterday and was air lifted to the hospital.  Today she will see an ortho doctor and a plastics doctor.  She has a broken pelvis and lumbar spine.  Please remember this entire family in your prayers.

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SUCCESSFUL SURGERY FOR VICKI – NO CANCER – REJOICE! ANSWERED PRAYERS !

Pensacola Soccer

Pensacola Soccer Part 1 -

Friday morning I was rushing around trying to get just a few more things done for our weekend trip to Pensacola.  I grabbed a jar of peanut butter to make Chelsea a sandwich for lunch and that is when I saw it… the 2111 code on the top of the jar. We had one of the jars of peanut butter that has been making the news.  I opened it, looked inside at the tablespoon of peanut butter remaining in the bottom of the jar, and threw it away.  I gave Chelsea $5 for lunch at school that day.  I know we had already eaten most of the jar, but what if the contaminated part was in that last tablespoon?

The rest of the day seemed to drag on as I watched the clock.  I was excited about getting to Pensacola.  It was about 4:40 and I knew the office was about to close and my 4 day weekend was about to begin.  That’s when it happened; a customer came in to write life insurance.  Now, this is what I do.  It’s what I work for and think about everyday.  I gave her my full attention and ignored the clock.  I was out of the door at 5:15.  Not too bad.  Pensacola here we come!

We arrived at our hotel Friday evening at 10:55pm.  I was asleep before midnight.  Chelsea need to be on the soccer field at 7:30 the next morning. 

I woke up Saturday morning at 5:30 and was greeted by the 29 degree temperature.  By the time Chelsea was dressed and ready to go, the temperature had risen to 31 degrees!  We arrived at the field 15 minutes early and she had a great warm up session.  The first game started at 8:00 and she played the entire first half !  She also had some good minutes in the second half.  When the game was over, the coach told her to eat whatever she had for breakfast, for lunch.  This was a great morning!  If you have been reading long, you know this soccer season has been a struggle. 

We came back from lunch ready for a great second game.  I believe she played all of 6 minutes.  So we experienced everything from high to low that day.  We lost the first game 5-0 to a team from GA and the second game 2-1 to a team from MS. 

Coming Soon: Pensacola Soccer - Part Two: The Team Dinner

Religious ?

Are you religious?  If you would have asked me that yesterday morning, I would have said “no”.  I don’t think of myself as religious.  I think of myself as a Christian.  The word “religious” brings up (to me) the idea of statues and rehearsed prayers.  I’m not about that.  Today, if you asked me if I am religious, I might say “I would like to be”.  Stick with me and follow this to the end …

Last night it was about 30 degrees in Baton Rouge.  (I know it’s not below zero, but this is South Louisiana, so give me some freedom here)  Chelsea practiced soccer for a little over an hour and a half and when it was over, her hands were red/purple.  Practice ended at 6:40 and she hopped in the van and tried to warm up.  She was dressed in shin guards, cleats, soccer socks, athletic warm ups, under armor and a BRSC t-shirt.  She is thrilled because her coach has just given her a huge compliment about her recent practices and work.  We pull out of the parking lot at the field and that is when it happens…. her hands begin to warm up.  They start to sting.  She starts to cry and I slow down and ask her if she wants to go home to warm up or if she still wants to go to church.  She says she wants to go to church.  I told her she was crazy, crazy and I was trying to laugh to cheer her up.  She looked over at me in all seriousness and said, “No Mom.  I’m religious.” 

…He said to them, “Let the children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.  I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.”  Mark 10:14-15

Chelsea has a heart for God that amazes me.  It always has.  She is one special girl and I am blessed God chose me to be her Mother. 

Wishing

“…and if you lean too far over the wishing well, you might fall in and drown.”  Bob Seger

If you are wishing for something, does that mean you are not working hard enough? I wish I had a college degree.  Well, what is to prevent me from getting one?  I wish I had time to run.  Well, why am I not making the time to do that?  I wish the room in my house that we call the “extra room” was clean and organized.  Guess what?  I could get that done too. 

So, is wishing being lazy?  Or is it dreaming about something?  Chelsea wishes a limo would pick her up and take her and a group of friends to dinner.  Is that something that is fun to dream about?   

In addition to dreaming vs. wishing, what about wishing vs. praying?  If I wish for better health, am I praying for better health?  If I wish the best for you, am I praying for the best for you? 

I know, random thoughts today. I wish you well ~  Lisa

Why Mardi Gras Disappoints Me

OK – the first thing I am going to point out here is that this little blog of information is not going to be about the “sins” of Mardi Gras.  Study that on your own and come up with your own conclusions. 

Now, on to the ranting.  People get ugly over $1 plastic beads.  I mean, you would think the people riding on the floats are throwing real money.  Tonight I witnessed several adults (maybe I should say people over 21) taking things from children.  You see, the people on the floats (P.O.F’s) have a few coveted throws that include stuffed footballs with the parade logo, stuffed animals, and “fancy” beads ($2).  The POF’s do their best to toss these precious (?) items into the outstretched arms and hands of excited children.  Unfortunately, the “adults” snatch them away over 75% of the time. 

We went to a parade in Baton Rouge tonight and I was shocked (I don’t know why) by how rude people are.  I was shocked (again, don’t know why) at the amount of children I could see that were more than an arm’s reach away from their parents.  As a matter of fact, I could not even tell you if their parents were there.  We sat for about an hour and a half in the little spot we “staked out” and as the parade rolled in to view, we were suddenly joined by a large group of people who decided they could fit in front of us.  Now, I have to tell you, I could not care any less than I do about the $1 beads.  I can come home empty handed and be fine.  I like the lights, I like some of the music, I like the marching bands (I’m a geek, I know).  I like to see the King and Queen of the parade because they look outrageous (not in a good way).  All of that being said, DO NOT step in front of my baby after she has been waiting an hour and a half for her $1 beads.  That is just unacceptable. 

I have so many other parade things to comment on as this post grows long and boring.   I will try to be brief.

  • Marching bands aren’t what they used to be.  There was no formation, no one was in step, the uniforms were either half on or half off.  Some people even wore sweatshirts over their uniforms.  Being the self professed band geek that I am, the bands made me cringe. 
  • Apparently there is no weight limit for dancers or high school “show girls” these days.  Before you go all crazy on me, I’m happy for these girls if they get their moment to shine, but their parents should care about them enough to buy uniforms that fit and the proper undergarments to go with them.  I am of the opinion that 16 year old girls’ breasts do not need to be overflowing their uniforms.  We don’t need to see it and they don’t need to show it.
  • A truck and empty trailer with a sign advertising a trailer company does not a float make.  Throw me something, mister!
  • Only one clown in this parade.  That’s odd.
  • The woman who stood next to me has a little girl who gave up soccer for girl scouts.  Yikes!
  • We cannot go anywhere in this town without seeing someone that my husband knows!  *grin*

After all was said and done, Chelsea said thank you to Scotty.  She also said she had fun but wished her Aunt Lauri could have been there. 

A better title for this post would have been : Why People Disappoint Me.  I do have enough sense to know people will always disappoint.  Thank God for grace.  I know I disappoint people with my words and actions too.

Soccer Time

On Monday Chelsea started spring soccer practice with her Premier team.  We encouraged her to go in to this season with a new attitude and leave all of the things from the fall season behind.  She did OK with that until the ride to the field.  Once she got there, she loosened up a little and at the end of the practice she declared she had fun.  She received positive feedback from her coach and from the new assistant.  It helps that the new assistant plays for LSU and Chelsea has known her and watched her play for about 3 years. 

On Tuesday Chelsea did her usual work out at CAP Elite and received many compliments on her work ethic.  One guy who works out there is called “The Rock”.  He’s a pretty fit, muscular guy.  At the end of Chelsea’s work out when she was making sit ups look like a walk in the park, The Rock came over and told her she ran through her work out like a beast.   A woman waiting for her work out to start called Chelsea a machine.  I know this may seem to some as a bit much for a child, but I also know how much she loves it. 

All in all, Chelsea has had a good 2 days getting back into the swing of things.  I am hoping and praying for a positive soccer experience this season.  She loves the sport and I love to hear her say she had fun playing it. 

Colts Win !

Colts Win!  But I would guess you know that already.  I could say a bunch of stuff here about team effort and the different players who carried the ball and the turnovers and the fumbles, but the fact is the outcome would still be the same.  Colts win!

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We sat somewhere else during church yesterday and it wasn’t bad.  I knew everyone seated around me, but managed to make my way to the front to speak to some visitors.  If we make a habit out of sitting in different places (and I know we should), I am going to have to remember I don’t like the middle.  I feel “stuck” and I cannot look around and see people while we are singing.  I didn’t even think about that enough to know I would miss it. 

All in all, it was a very good day.

Sunday Challenge

Last week, Eddie challenged us from the pulpit to sit somewhere else this week.  So, this morning Scotty and I are moving from our usual place (middle left, in front of the sound board) to a new place.  I don’t know where that new place is yet.  I also think it will be difficult for us to meet someone new, regardless of where we sit.  I think this will be difficult for two reasons : #1 Scotty was at SBRCC on the very first Sunday of it’s existence and #2  He already talks to everyone and has no problem introducing himself.  So, the challenging part will be: #1 me locating someone new and #2 me being the first to introduce myself and welcome someone. 

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The other Sunday Challenge is the COLTS vs the bears !  This Indy girl will be wearing COLTS blue today!  (not to church though, Scotty used the power of husband VETO on that idea)

GO COLTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!