Put on then, as God's chosen ones, holy and beloved, heartfelt compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience,
bearing with one another and forgiving one another, if one has a grievance against another; as the Lord has forgiven you, so must you also do. And over all these put on love, that is, the bond of perfection.  And let the peace of Christ control your hearts, the peace into which you were also called in one body. And be thankful.  Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, as in all wisdom you teach and admonish one another, singing psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God.  And whatever you do, in word or in deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.  (Colossians 3:12-17)

(I didn't come up with this all on my own.)





There are things that bring out the worst in people.  A death in the family, bad economic times, a two-and-half-week-long headache, a stressful job.  People get irritated by one another and are not so kind.  We say things we don’t mean.  Or maybe we mean them at the time but we change our mind later or, at the very least, we regret them.

There are days that just bring out the “me” in us.  Those are the every days.  The plain old days.  Nothing spectacular happens and nothing spectacular is done.  We get up, go to work, go home.  We manage our own affairs and just don’t even think about someone else’s stuff.  Not in a bad way.  Just in a way.  It’s how we muddle through the day to day.

Then there are the events that show us the best in people.  The heart of our people.  I really like to think that the best is what is the “real” in people.  But then, I’ve recently been called Pollyanna.  And I’ve got things pretty good.

It’s probably easy for me to feel the blessings in people rallying together to help the victims of the April 27th Tornado.  While I saw the front of the storm with debris all the way from Tuscaloosa falling in my driveway, I was miles away from the violence of the storm.  Only a few miles, and that was too close for comfort, but a lot of folks have lost way more than comfort.  I have power and a place to rest my head.  I haven’t missed a hot shower or hot meal this week.  So, maybe it’s a bit easier for me to be so Pollyanna.  Still, I am amazed to see the outpouring. 

I have male friends from Church who are already offering hands, backs, trucks, chainsaws, etc. in the Birmingham area.  I am so blessed, honored and proud to know these good strong men. They always do the right thing and it is my impression that it never occurs to them that they could choose not to do so.  God shows me them and I know there is hope.

I have Facebook friends posting information about where we can donate our time, money and goods.  Other Facebook friends are offering up prayers for family and friends of their family and friends.  Folks I merely know as acquaintances, a friend of a friend, are rallying for folks they’ve never even met.  God shows me this and I know there is hope.

I have real life friends that have rallied too.  They are heading out to help a friend in dire straits.  Those in the position are organizing larger outreach events, like fundraisers and canned good drives.  Others are perched and ready to head back to Alabama the minute the “all clear” from officials to travel to these areas is given.  My peeps have offered up spare generators, trucks, and warm showers.  I have a friend who will take in someone any day of the week if he sees they are in need.  He offers up the same kind heart today.  Others are praying like crazy for the souls of the over 200 who lost their lives, for their families and friends they left behind and those who (just) lost power or the ones who lost their homes.  God works through all of them and I know there is hope.

When you see a mile-and-a-half wide tornado tear through major cities like a two year old through a house of cards you feel helpless.  I’m telling you that you do.  If there had been a military attack on Tuscaloosa we would have called out the troops and they would have handled things.  When you see that storm heading toward you can do nothing.  You can’t fight back.  You can’t stop it.  You can run.  You can hide.  You can cry.  You can pray.  And when it’s all over you can hope.  You can offer hope.  You can be hope.  You can live hope. 

Seeing the effect of this violent storm I feel helpless.  I’m telling you that I do.  My folks are the “troops” headed out to help in anyway they can.  But I feel like I can do nothing.  I doubt I can show up to these demolished communities and clear away the rubble.  I guess I can donate canned goods, water and coffee.  God, that just doesn’t seem like enough.  It seems like almost nothing.  But maybe it’s something to someone who lost everything.  I hope so.

1.  If anyone needs tree removal help call Joe Vann 205/807/2324 Vann Construction.

2.  OLS Church at 1720 Oxmoor Road in Homewood is mobilizing efforts to help the tornado victims. If you can donate ready to eat items, personal hygiene items, clothes or water, please come to the OLS parking deck Friday, Saturday or Sunday at 10am.If you have a truck/trailer, chain saw or strong back come to help with distribution at noon. God Bless!

3.  Looks like Hands On Birmingham’s site is down right now.  I was there earlier and it was good.  They are heading up efforts, so please check back with them.  Hopefully they will have their site back up and running soon. 

3600 8th Avenue South

Birmingham, AL 35222

(205) 251-5849  


4. Academy Sports on highway 150 is collecting donations of basic supply toothbrushes diapers water, or whatever you can bring.

5. The Nick will be doing a benefit soon for a former employee, please keep an eye out for it. If you are not a facebook friend of the Nick please sign up for details of the benefit. Thenickrocks

6.  Everyone is saying NO CLOTHING.  Take your clothing donations to Salvation Army, like normal.  Food, coffee, water, diapers and moist towelettes seem to be at the top of everyone’s list.  The Red Cross is taking monetary donations but these other efforts are trying to get goods to the people.  Cut out the red tape and buy items to donate.

7.  Add any other efforts in the comment section, if you’d like.

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Do you make New Year's resolutions? Do you keep them? Do you have any for 2010?

I started a tradtion a few years ago to make Birthday resolutions instead of New Year's. It works well for me because my birthday is in February, so it's still kinda close to the new year. Actually it is probaby really close to the time that a lot of folks start falling off of the New Year wagon.

I decided to make Birthday resolutions for a few reasons. First, it seemed to me that birthdays are a really great time to be presented with a "clean slate." Birthdays can represent so much to us, sometimes we view it as a sad thing... the passing of youth and/or the introduction to creaky bones. But I think birthdays are to be celebrated, no matter what. Birthdays should be confetti and noise makers proclaiming that we've made it this far and we're not giving up now!

Also, though, I was always so slammed in the months leading up to New Year's day that I didn't have a moment to sit and reflect on what I really wanted to change in the new year. If I did make a resolution on New Year's it was the generic lose 20 pounds or get more organized kind of thing. Quick and no real thought put into it-- and certainly not prayer! So, I said I'll make a birthday resolution. I have time to think about it during the "down time" that I used to have after the holiday season was packed up and sold.

I like to think of the 47 days that I have from New Year's until my birthday as prep time. Kind of like cleaning the house before the maid comes over or flossing before a dentist appointment. I have time to sort of work on my resolutions before I announce them to the world... or my closest friends.

So, I have some that I am working on. I have some that I am praying on. And they will make sneak peak appearances between now and the big day in February. I'll share when I think they are ripe.

Until then, though, are you working on any? Praying on any? What is twenty-ten shaping up to be for you? I can't wait to see what you have to say!
let's see if i can remember how i made it.

in a large pot bring to boil two cups of vegetable broth and four cups of water.  cover.

in saute pan heat about a cup total of onions, red and green peppers and parsley. 

dice a sweet potato and a regular potato (about a cup of each.)

after onion mixture starts heating up add a tablespoon of olive oil, then add the diced sweet potatoes to the saute pan.

when water comes to a boil add regular diced potatoes and a little salt to taste.  cover.

add lentils and split peas to saute pan, i'd say no more than a cup... closer to a half.  stir so nothing sticks.  when water and regular potatoes come back to a boil in the other pot add the mixture in the saute pan to them.  cover and simmer on low for 50 minutes.

after 50 minutes add in any seasoning you like.  i used salt and pepper, ancho chili pepper powder, minced garlic and a few other spices.  add in a half can of black eyed peas after rinsing them.  add a half box of frozen spinach or other favorite green.  bring to a boil then reduce the heat to low and simmer for another 10 minutes.  stir to break up the greens.

will be thick like stew.  yummy.  serve with a good hunk of bread.  i chose a rye.  also served some bread and butter pickles on the side.

(this is my regular lentil stew recipe, altered for new year's!)

happy new year stew!  happy new year to you!
starbucks has via.  nescafe has something.  taster's choice has something.  they all say it's coffee.  you can't tell the diff.  it tastes great for the coffee drinker on the run.

oh so wrong.  oh.  so.  wrong.  the problem with these coffee flavored water drinks is the taste.  and isn't that the most important thing?  if i just wanted a jolt of caffeine i could pop a no-doz or a mountain dew.  i want the taste.  the body.  the warmth.  the poetry of the coffee. 

these little packets of coffee looking stuff just don't have the substance.  real coffee has substance.  and layers.  like wine and perfume there are notes in a good cuppa that are to be enjoyed and explored.  savored.  these packets have such a flat taste.  they almost get there... but no.

i got a free sample of the taster's choice to try.  with anticipation i made my first cup and was so very disappointed.  i am going to brave this dark and 40° day to hit the starbucks if only to wash this taste out of my mouth.

i think that these packets may serve their remaining time as a flavor boost for instant hot cocoa packets.  i gave them a try.  now i'm headed back for the real thing.

that's the problem with these new instant coffees.

inagaddadavida: iron butterfly

schlitz malt liqor (just one little baby sip)

take it to the limit: the eagles

just about anything by the beatles

hot cream of chicken soup for lunch after walking home in derriere deep snow

grass stained hands and knees

manfred mann band's blinded by the light (even when you know the words it doesn't make a stitch of sense)

grown-ups' parties with burning marijuana, glasses tinkling and laughter after kiddies' bed time

donny osmond's purple glitter socks

freshly lit kool cigarettes

my raggedy ann alarm clock... "
Andy Andy please wake up its time to start our day. Okay Ann, I'm awake, something something something..."

candy corns

fresh snow, stale snow, exhaust scented snow

go away little girl: donny osmond

mcvities biscuits and hot tea

shaun cassidy

tiger beat

the craftroom scent of tempera paint and homemade "play-doh"

the mass nastiness of breaded "chuck wagon steaks;" mock crab imperial (tuna) casserole; swedish meatballs and egg noodles

the scent of burning candles powering the "musical angels" (tinka tinka tinka)

hot bird's custard and apples

frog went a courtin'

english leather

red mary janes

patchwork bell-bottoms


Some day, some day, some day
We'll get it together and we'll get it all done
Some day
When your head is much lighter
Some day, some day, some day
We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Some day
When the world is much brighter

Ooh-oo child, things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child, things'll be brighter
Ooh-oo child, things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child, things'll be brighter

Right now
You just wait and see how things are gonna be
Right now...
it turns out that ignoring the mosters in the closet and under the bed does not work.  i've always just ignored them.  more like, i pretended they weren't there.  jump from the edge of the rug to the bed... out of arms' reach.  leave the door cracked so the monster could sneak out with no threat of "waking" me with the sound of the door latch.  close my eyes tight and pretend there is no one there.  there are no monsters in the closet.

turns out ignoring the monster doesn't make it go away.  instead he just gets cozy and stays.


if i let him.
why don't i go ahead and fill up my tank on tuesdays?

why do i go weak for singer guys even when i know better now?

what is for dinner?

¿cómo se dice "rock" y "to live" en español?

why is Big 10 cheaper and faster than wal-mart's tire department?

what if?
intrusive thoughts
invade down time
like a swarm of bees
dip down into
outrageous notions
and harmful harmless plots
to off the star of
a one man play

    Beth Anne, Author

    throws metal with mittens on in the dead of winter listening to the cold as it echoes down the streets and into her bones.  consecrated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, navigating these streets and figuring out this GPS, and trying real hard to reach Sainthood.  failing miserably every day.  trying again every tomorrow.


    July 2011
    April 2011
    January 2010
    December 2009


    New Year