some pun-nies

1. A bicycle can't stand alone because it is two-tired.

2. What's the definition of a will? It's a dead giveaway.

3. Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.

4. She had a boyfriend with a wooden leg, but broke it off.

5. A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.

6. If you don't pay your exorcist, you get repossessed.

7. With her marriage she got a new name and a dress.

8. When a clock is hungry, it goes back four seconds.

9. The man who fell into an upholstery machine is fully
recovered.

10. A grenade thrown into a kitchen in France would result
in Linoleum Blownapart.

11. He often broke into song because he couldn't find the
key.

12. A lot of money is tainted. 'Taint yours and 'taint mine.

13. A boiled egg in the morning is hard to beat.

14. He had a photographic memory that was never developed.

15. Those who get too big for their britches will be exposed
in the end.

16. When you've seen one shopping center, you've seen a
mall.

17. Those who jump off a Paris bridge are in Seine.

18. When an actress saw her first strands of gray hair, she
thought she'd dye.

19. Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead-to-know basis.

20. Marathon runners with bad footwear suffer the agony of
defeat.

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Lessons learned by Living.

Sensitive natures, and related members of my family whom are male may chose to skip this post as it talks about "girl things".

My non-blogging gal-pal Karen (*wave!* Hi there Karen) and I were talking that we ought to put together a book about the things we learned, stuff I've yet to find in "What to Expect Your First Year" or other such helpful books. Here is one of my contributions:

Avoiding Headlights while Nursing.

The first time I came across padded nursing bras I was at a loss as to why anyone would want to stuff and package sore and swelling jugs into something like that . . with WIRE no less. . .

I was given one such padded boulder holder and always felt that after you folded down the cup to nurse - I felt like I was being served on a platter, propped and ready, and I never found that very comfortable . . . .

But though living, I have learned that nursing nips are like solderers ready to stand to attention at any provocation - this is problematic in any normal situation, but is particularly trouble some when I have to get in front of a group of very observant deaf and sign the worship songs in church. I blush at thinking of causing that sort of distraction.

Hence my new found appreciation for padded nursing bras. They really do help tame the little boogers. Up until I had more than one such bra the only other option I had was placing said boogers in their place - pointing downward.

Yes, I am grateful for padded nursing bras, and that is a lessons learned by living.

He's arrived!

Our family has grown by two feet . . .

7 lbs 6 oz
19 inches long

I went in on Monday for the amniocentesis, the results were that his lungs were mature so they sent me to my room to be induced . . . only to find that during the transfer he turned himself sideways so he was born via cesarean.

And yes, he does have a stork bite right in the middle of his forehead the shape of a "V" . . .

So, recovering and doing well - thank you all for your prayers!

Well, I'm off for a while . . .

We mnister in Ensenada, and our doctors are in San Diego.

It is really nice sometimes to be so close to the boarder. We've been able to maintain our health care in the states which has been particularly helpful for my husband who lives with peritoneal dialysis.

And now, I get to have this baby where I've had my other babies. And tonight we are packing.

I'm not in labor, but I have a doctors appointment tomorrow, and then on the 17th they are going to do the amniocentesis to see if the baby's lungs are mature, if they are they are going to induce labor. So we have to be ready for a stay.

Besides, my hubby kind of wants me to stay put state side from here until the baby is born 'just in case' . . . . so with a weeks worth of clothing for everyone we are heading out.

I don't have a lap top, so I probably won't be posting again until I'm back "home" in Mexico. Perhaps, just perhaps I'll have a friend post an update . . . or if I do get to a computer before then. But I'll promise you nothing.

Either way . . . I'm outta here!

"With hurricanes, tornadoes, fires out of control, mudslides, flooding, severe thunderstorms tearing up thecountry from one end to another, and with the threat of birdflu and terrorist attacks, are we sure this is a good timeto take God out of the Pledge of Allegiance?" - Jay Leno

Seasick

My hubby loves the ocean, he loves to fish . . . so when a neighboring ministry invited him to go out on a boat to fish he was ecstatic!
Later that night he came back, smiling from ear to ear . . I asked how many fish he caught and he said "No fish, didn't even get my fishing rod in the water." Because apparently he may love the ocean, but the ocean doesn't love him and he spent almost the entire trip laying down, quite seasick.
Crazy thing is, he loved it! Not the being sick part, but everything else, and he is wiling to hop on the next trip . . . .

I don't understand it, but oh well . . .*shrug*

So when I ran across this joke I was reminded of my hubby . . . thought I'd share.

Seasick

John had never been on a fishing boat before, and he was now
thinking it was the stupidest thing he'd ever done in his
life.

Who would ever have believed that seasickness could be this
awful? With every pitch and roll, John wondered how he was
going to survive the remaining two hours of the trip.

One of the deckhands came up to him and said, "Don't worry,
young fella. Nobody ever died of seasickness."

"You've just taken away my last hope for relief," John said.

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See what has me shaking my head in disbelief over at Deaf World Missions.

"People who do not know the Lord ask why in the world do we waste our lives as missionaries? They forget they too are expending their lives and when the bubble has burst they will have nothing of eternal significance to show for the years they have lived." Nate Saint, martyr
(found this quote at The Blakes in Thailand)

Some days are better than others . . .

Typically about 4pm I have spent all my energy and pure routine gets me though the rest of the evening before the kids go to bed.

Yesterday was no different except that hubby gave me a task to complete in the kitchen that I was spending some extra time and energy on, and packing a bag of clothes for the kids to stay with their aunt and uncle once I go to the hospital to have this kiddo, and for some reason my son was SUPER clingy and fussy . . . I was REALLY running on fumes.

Then my 3 year old informs me "Got the hair out of my eyes!"

Which translated to . . . I gave myself a half mullet, mom! . . . I tried to work it out, fix it up BUT that is one area where I have NO talent, and I can't say I improved anything . . .

By the time my hubby got home, I was in tears, the kitchen was a mess, and there was hair everywhere in the living room.

But that was then . . .

This morning started off great!

It was pure delight signing for the deaf worship at church, the songs were up-beat, meaningful and familiar enough to me so that I could express them well for the deaf . . .

It was great . . .

Since my novice hair stylist has been battling diarrhea since Thursday and going through diapers like crazy during the night, we had to do an emergency run to the Wal-Mart here in Mexico after church since we were down to NONE, not one extra diaper for our boy.

We were all having a fun time, my kids quite used to not being able to afford anything, we are PRO window shoppers . . . . when . . .

Right in the middle of the pink girly aisle my little boy, who up tell now was laying down in the cart since it would otherwise be his normal nap time, he sits up and did "the burp".

You mama's all know the burp I'm talking about . . . the "reversing gears" 30 second warning that you better move anything you don't want to buy . . .

We were caught unprepared . . . and as I told dad "Uh oh, he's gonna blow!" My boy chirped in the Wal - Mart aisle.

Isn't that just classic. I feel like I just passed through some mothering rite of passage.

And right there in the same shopping center as Wal-Mart in Ensenada is Home Depo, and my hubby needed to get some things there . . . by this time I'm exhausted, boy only wants to be cuddled in my arms and even little Missy is content to wait in the car for dad.

I mentioned that she is battling diarrhea, right? Well, guess what was next. . .

Sure enough she's got to go NOW . . . and I am in no condition to run, much less with a 32 lbs spouting boy on my belly . . . so I instruct her *SHHHHHHHHH* to go to that little tree there between the cars . . .

IT WAS AN EMERGENCY!!!!!

But we are home now . . . *WHEW*!!!!!

Tierra Firma has never smelled so sweet . . . ehem, let me take that back, it CERTAINLY has smelled sweeter . . I mean it has never felt so good! Even if little boy has developed the leak-right-through-the-diaper-all-over-the-carpet-diarrhea that his sister had, and a bright red butt to boot . . .

He's sleeping, she's watching "Curious George" for the second time in a row, and even Hubby is napping.

Me?

I told you this morning worship was a blessing to me . . . and the Joy remains . . .

I may not feel like doing the dishes for today and the ones that I didn't do last night, nor do I feel much like hanging up the load of laundry that waits for me . . .

But I've got that peace . . . the peace that really does pass all understanding . . .

So, I'll call this a good day.

How 'bout you?

Prayer works! But you knew that already . . .

Thanks to all who were praying that this little boy flip over . . !!!!

God heard

God answered

And so we are back to plan A

On the 17th I'll be going in for an amniocentesis and if baby's lungs are mature we'll induce.

But were also keeping the C-section date . . . just in case this boy is a gymnast at heart and on the 17th we find him breach again . . .

Here's me getting everything ready . . . .

Wordless Wednesday

Little big girl's off to all Spanish speaking pre-school in her uniform . . . .*sniff**sigh*

(Technically it's called the second year of kindergarten here. The first year of kindergarten is for 3 year old.)