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.)

"Tomalo" or "Take It All" - Hillsong United

This song I first heard at a youth gathering here in Ensenada . . . IT SO ROCKED! I got the CD as soon as I could . . . and here to find that they have this album in English and Spanish.

I have the Spanish version, but for your listening pleasure I've included the English version too . . .

It's ALMOST enough to make this mama jump up and down like a teenager . . . almost.

My spirit is jumping.

The Spanish version:


Tómalo (Take it All)
Álbum: Unidos Permaneceremos

De todo lugar los perdidos vendrán,
en libertad, a ti clamarán,
llevaste la cruz, moriste, vivo estás,
mi Dios, a ti mi vida te daré.

Enviaste a Jesús, por mi salvación,
Por la eternidad en ti tengo perdón,
Busqué la verdad y te encontré a ti,
mi Dios, a ti mi vida te daré.

Jesús, por ti yo viviré,
de ti nunca me avergonzaré
Te doy todo lo que soy,
toma, tómalo, toma, tómalo.

Eres el que vista al ciego da,
Brillas en la oscuridad,
La salvación del mundo en tus manos, está.



The English version:

Hillsong United - Take It All Lyrics

Searching in the world
The lost will be found
In freedom we live
As one we cry out

You carry the cross
You died and rose again
My God I’ll only ever give my all

You sent Your Son
From Heaven to earth
Delivered us all
It’s eternally heard

I searched for truth
And all I found was You
My God I’ll only ever give my all

Jesus we’re living for Your Name
We’ll never be ashamed of You
In our praise
And in all we are today
Take, take, take it all

Running to the One who heals the blind
Following the shining light
In Your hands the power to save the world
My life

This blog's content.

Hello all . . .



This is becoming a 'baby inbound' blog. Life goes on here, it really does, but honestly there is little of my mind left, and it is pretty much on baby's arrival.



Hence this blogs latest theme . . . *ehem*



I spent three days state side at numerous doctors appointments this last week . . . all by myself (and wouldn't you know my blood sugar numbers were GREAT!) then right when I got back I got asked to go and help interpret at a doctors appointment the next morning.



Yes, ministry does continue, my hubby continues to be busy with various projects for different ministries . . . I'll be interpreting worship this Sunday, and trying to write up a newsletter for our supporters before this little guy comes.



Now that we are back on the subject of this little guy . . .



Previously on Between diapers and Dishes I told you that my doctor wanted me to get an amniocentesis on the 17th, and possibly deliver baby. Well, after an ultrasound showed that this little gymnast has now placed himself in breach position an amniocentesis would be too risky and hence we had to schedule a C-section.



The soonest that the hospital had available for a scheduled C-section is Sep 30. The day before my due date. So, now it is just my fingers being crossed that kiddo wants to come out early on his own. I AM SO READY!



I never had a C-section and would much rather baby come on his own.



Meanwhile - My house is being taken over by battalions of immortal vicious tiny red ants that are biting us and quick to move on any crumb. My soon to be 4 year old has started public school where they only speak Spanish, and my hubby has an appointment to speak to a doctor about having his thyroid removed . . . (recalling that he does live with kidney failure) since his possphorates are too high and his red blood cell level too low.



Oh and want some candy sprinkles with this cake??? The hospital where I am planning on delivering is getting their whole maternity ward remodeled starting Monday.


Just as long as my recovery room isn't in the halls!!!



There are so many things I want to tell you about . . .

• the ultra sound guy that looks like he should be in a soap opera


• the receptionist guy in the maternity ward that is called "Ish"


• why triage should not be the place where Non-stress tests are done


• how this whole, ministry in Mexico, delivery in USA is going on

But here's the bottom line . . . I'll be in here much less than I have been. I'll be visiting less too . . but I'll still be in orbit around this bloggity universe . . . right now I must be off to put away the MOUNTAIN of clothes that my darling hubby was good enough to wash while I was away . . .

Hasta luego!

We're down to days . .

Pregnancy update:

My blood sugars are starting to get crazy again . . .my doctor tells me this is normal because this is the big time for growth, hormone craziness.

Since we are having blood sugar troubles she wants to give me an amniocentesis test at 38 weeks. If the baby's lungs are developed then we will induce then, if not we will try at 39 week, but whatever the outcome . . . my doctor will not let me go beyond my due date.

And in the back of my mind, I'm keeping my fingers crossed for this baby to be born like my last one . . at 37 weeks . . .

So that places the due date of this one anywhere from September 10- Oct 1st, with a high likelihood on Sep 17th. What I will call the "anytime" zone.

15 days until were in the "anytime" zone!

15 days.

Groaner Bird Riddles

I'd ask if your ready to laugh . . but these will more than likely make you groan . . .

Silly Bird Riddles

What birds spend all their time on their knees?
Birds of prey.

What do you call a very rude bird?
A mockingbird.

Where do birds meet for coffee?
In a nest-cafe.

What do you call a bunch of chickens playing hide-and-seek?
Fowl play.

What language do birds speak?
Pigeon English.

What do you give a sick bird?
Tweetment.

What do you get if you cross a parrot with a shark?
A bird that will talk you ear off.

What happened when the owl lost his voice?
He didn't give a hoot.

What do you get if you cross a parrot with a centipede?
A great walkie-talkie.

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And now the good news . . .

After a pot of coffee . . .(baby forgive mom's hard day)


Here is something delightful!


Everyday Me . . . passed this award to me . . .




Blogger Reflection Award: this award should make an individual reflect upon five bloggers who have been an encouragement, a source of love, impacted you in some way, and who have provided an example. In other words, five dear bloggers whom, when you reflect upon them, you are filled with a sense of pride and joy. . .of knowing them and being blessed by them.

So I'll pass this on to

• Missionary Mom
• Overhead under Grace
• Jason & Rigel
• Belizegail's Blog
• Life in Oaxaca

for the above stated reasons!!! :-)

Then we have a PRAISE REPORT!

Here and Here I asked for prayer for our deaf pastor Carlos to not be forgotten when someone promised him a computer and camera to make Mexican Sign Language bible study DVD's and such . . .and it is coming to pass!!!!

I just spent the morning translating for him, training him on the camera . . . it's so exciting!!!

Thanks to all who have lifted this need up in prayer!

What a mood lifter!!!

This gal is quickly becoming a favorite read of mine! . . . .

Just what the doctor ordered today . . as she and her family prepare to go to South Africa to be missionaries there with the deaf she writes a rather long, but most enjoyable post . . .

Do see for yourself!

My Life as JulieMom

One of those days . . .

Ever have one of those days where something said, or done, just took the wind out of your sails?

I'm there today.

I do have lots of good news to share with you all . . .

but as for right now . . .

*sigh*

Friends vs Southern Friends

A lot of my friends, bloggity and otherwise, are southern gals . . .
I love these kinds of friend . .

Friends vs Southern Friends

FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Always bring the food. And lots of it.

FRIENDS: Will say "hello."
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Will give you a big hug and a kiss. More
than one.

FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Call your parents Mom and Dad, and really
mean it, too.

FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Cry with you. And for you.

FRIENDS: Will eat at your dinner table and leave.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Will spend hours there, talking, laughing,
and just being together. Then do the dishes before leaving.

FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from
you. And most of the time know you better than you do
yourself.

FRIENDS: Would knock on your door.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, "I'm home!" If you
are not home they will wait.

FRIENDS: Are for a while.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Are for life. And then some.

If one is deprived of Southern Friends, this will serve as
an excellent educational tool for why they need to look into
the possibility.

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The middle name meme.

A wandering heart tagged me . . . .



THE RULES:
1. You have to post these rules before you give the facts.

2. You must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of your middle name. If you don’t have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have had.

3. When you are tagged, you need to write your own blog post containing the middle name game facts.

4. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged!



I am glad my middle name is a short one, even though it's got some tricky letters . . . . It is . . . *drum roll please*



V-Very often I will drink straight from my milk jug. This does gross my husband out, but he doesn't drink the skim milk anyway . . . but still, I will do it out of his sight.



I-I pretty much say what I mean, and mean what I say . . . so I'm often oblivious and/or otherwise surprised when other's arn't. Without intending to, I've sometimes offended someone because of this . . . . they said they were fine, and I believed them! I wouldn't last long in Japan.



V-Virgil, Verlie, Valoris, Violet, Veronica . . . these are my aunts and uncle, and my middle name comes from my mother Vivian. Ironically my grandmother lost a baby girl between Virgil and Verlie . . . her name was Oletha or somethin like, not V.



I- I aspire to think deep here . . . have deep thoughts, and inspiring moments on this blog . . but dawg-gone it, by the time I sit, they usually evaporate . .. what I then find is that often my comments are more "spiritual" and meaningful than this blog . . . but hey, what can I do, I'm working with pregnancy brain here! And I'm still a mother wiping more butts than just my own, and that does something to you . . . it really does. (please if you take any offence to the reference to wiping butts here, don't tell me, just accept my apology)



A- And I think I just heard my 3 year old turn on the video "Star Wars" . . . .I better go check . . . yup, and that would be her dad's influence . . . Veggie Tales??? Oh, no Luke Skywalker!



N- Not all sign language is universal . . . it's something I find myself talking about almost every Sunday. And yes, it would be easier if it were all the same, but the question remains - who's sign?- Besides, same could be said of spoken language . . . But most importantly . . . different languages was God's idea (see Genesis 11). . . so I'll leave it at that.



Now the tricky part . . .finding bloggers to tag . .



V- can't think of any blogger with V . . .

I- I'm over my head, under His Grace (ha ha! Kelly, STILL got ya!)

V- so if your name is Verlie, Valoris, Vivian, Veronica or Violet - consider yourself tagged.

I- If your interested, Your tagged! (sneeky, I know)

A- Amy from Amy's Blah blah blog

N-nope, I'm out of ideas . . . if your name starts with "N" consider yourself tagged, and let me know who you are.

Wordless Wednesday

Has anyone noticed????

Our profile picture . . . nice family shot right?

Take a closer look . . . .