It wasn't my fault! Okay. I guess I can't use excuses.
Yes, I've dropped off the bandwagon of my personal blogging!
It wasn't my fault! Really it wasn't!
Okay. I guess I can't use reasons as excuses. It was my fault.
I guess I could have done it in Word and posted it later when my internet was down.
Let's see if I can do some overview since Saturday.
We traveled to Pilot Knob, Missouri, on Saturday for the civil war reenactment. This reenactment happens only every three years and so I have been waiting three years to attend! I was so excited.
This town is also special to me because I have a lot of heritage in this town. Sometimes I think everyone there must be related to me somehow.
I had intentions of spending the night somewhere, even if it were in a tent. The man who owns the land where my great-grandmother lived has given me permission to park there and even to pitch a tent there if I want. With it being across the street from Fort Davidson, the port-a-potties are right there for convenience.
I wanted to stay two days so that I could have the opportunity to work on genealogy. Everyone in town is out in their yards and about and it is a perfect time to meet total strangers to dig into genealogy.
However, it was requested of me that I record a two-part sermon series at church.
So, stupid me has to always try to please and do for other people if at all possible. Sure, I didn't really have to stay two days. I could be back to record the sermon. So I decided to give up my dream and put others above myself.
However, I spent all day Saturday with this bitterness in my heart. The thought of having dreamed of camping out and working on genealogy that I haven't been able to tap into for about ten years, having planned this in my mind for the last three years, and not being able to do it really ate at my heart. Each time I thought about driving home at the end of the day, I felt bitter.
Now, I KNOW I'm supposed to do things for others with joy. So, my left shoulder and my right shoulder argued with each other in my head all day long.
See, I want to share this for several reasons. First, I know others can relate. Second, there are those who won't go to church because they feel Christians are a bunch of hypocrites, always saying they are perfect and yet not acting perfect.
I want people to know that although I am a Christian, I am still a huge sinner. The devil still attacks me. It was the devil making my heart bitter and causing me to not give joyfully. It sure is hard to fight it off. I'm not perfect. Not by a long shot. Oh, I know what is right, but being able to just make myself joyful when I don't feel that way is not an easy thing to do! Your mind can tell your heart over and over what is right, but your heart just has a mind of its own!
That's why I need Jesus. He knows I struggled. He knows I tried. He knows I'm still a sinner and always will be. That's why Jesus died on the cross for me so that my sins can be forgiven and I can spend life after death in eternity with God.
Only God can change my heart. I certainly can't! I need God to work in my heart. In situations such as this, prayer is the best thing I can do.
Stupid me does things I know I shouldn't do. For instance, I knew I shouldn't share my feelings with someone at church about how bitter I felt, yet no matter how much I told myself to keep my mouth shut, I couldn't hold it in. Now I regret it. Yeah. So, I am a Christian. A horrible rotten one at that!
Anyway, Sunday we attended the chicken and dumpling dinner after church.
I don't remember what all exactly I did on Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday, but as always, I've been pushing the limit to get things done.
I know I did get one sermon video up on the website and on iTunes.
I've been processing Pilot Knob videos and uploading them to Youtube, both the ones from Saturday and ones from 1959, 1962, and 1965. I've been editing photos and uploading them to Flickr for a post about the Pilot Knob Reenactment.
I've recorded three (3) Photoshop Elements tutorial videos for Hummie's World. I've worked on catching up on commenting in the forum, even double checking days way back to June. I've spent time stressing over possible changes to the site.
I've spent two hours working to get my printer to communicate with Windows 7.
I've spent many hours with Charter Communications trying to get the internet back up and working. Saturday the internet and cable tv were out for the entire city and sister city. Sunday, I had intermittent service, yet was unable to put in a work order due to the problems area-wide. Monday my service was fine, but Tuesday the intermittent service, just as it was on Labor Day weekend, returned. The service tech came to the house and that's just another long story I could complain about. My guess is it is not fixed yet, but we will see. I have this love/hate relationship going on with Charter Communications. Of course, because I had to be home during work hours, then I had to work through lunch and stay a little late, which cut into my "work at home" time. It's so aggravating how I try so hard to get things done and problems always get in the way.
Last night I went to the gym with hubby. They finally got some swim fins in stock and I now am able to attend that class again next week. I've been feeling very stressed in the last week. I've been more stressed than ever before in my life. I figured some hot tub time and exercise time would be good for my stress level. In addition, finding a little time each day to give to my hubby is proving to be more and more difficult. He's so demanding for my attention. I figured gym time together was a win-win situation for me. I could spend time with hubby and have stress-reliever benefits at the same time.
I've been preparing to teach the night class tomorrow night.
My arm is still bruised from that stupid attempt to give blood over a week ago.
I'm sure there's much more I've done in the last four days, but have no more time to try to recall what I've done, much less type it all up anymore.












































