Be silent and listen so that you may hear the whisper of God.
- I was driving home from work today and I saw a man with a canoe in the bed of his pick-up truck. (lots of rain around here lately)
- Last night I read in People about a triple amputee named Kellie LIM. (I'm sorry but I find this a bit humorous)
- The subtitle on the news read SUMMER STORMS & in small letters below, it read Jay Gromsley. My first thought? Summer is a strange name for a male reporter. I was humored when I realized that he wasn't going to end with "For NBC 5, this is Summer Storms reporting."
Kristi
Pushy, my sister is not. As a matter of fact, I had no idea she was still waiting on me to blog. I was trying to update my checkbook, but my bank's computer system is down, so instead of attempting to complete another task on my ever growing "To Do" list, I started surfing. The blog was her idea, but I do kinda like it. Journaling is still a great way for me to express my feelings or just to get something off my chest. So....here goes.... One of my favorite people is my sister. ( Yes, I know she blogged about me first, but this is not because I feel obligated to reciprocate). She is truly a joy in my life. She has given me 2 precious nephews. My favorite is Dylan, but please don't tell Preston. Kris (what I always call her) has always been in my shadow. I am the oldest, but she is the strongest. I'm the loud, "sure I'll do it", "never met a stranger" kinda girl. She is the quiet, "I only need a few people in my inner circle", "now let me think this through" kinda girl. I admire her work ethic, the way she pushes thru hard times, and how she makes it on her own. We have a very unique relationship. I boss her around, tell her how to raise the boys, how to handle her problems, who to be friends with, what to say in that situation or this situation, and what she shouldn't have spent money on. In turn, she is strong and confident enough to say "yes sister" then still do what she knows is best. She is a working mom with all the sames responsibilities that I have, but she does it all by herself. She is a single mom. The only thing the weekend means is that she doesn't have to clock in. Her work never stops. In the dark of the night, she can't "unload emotionally" on anyone. She is remarkable. She is my sister.
It's been 6 days and the other half of my "team" hasn't come through. She is currently on her way to a scrapbooking retreat. What the ?? Sitting around all weekend cutting & cropping pictures? Seriously! Sounds fun, doesn't it?
Well, this is my first time to .......... blog. I want to introduce my older sister. Her name is Leann. You know the saying "age before beauty"? Well, she'd be the age part. She is 36 and, well ... I'm just 34 (at least for 6 more days!). She is not just my sister, but also my best friend. We get along so well that people will sometimes ask us if we ever fight. To be honest, I think we have had more conflict in the past year than we probably ever have (except maybe when, out of obligation, she had to choose me as her maid of honor). You know what, though? At the end of the day she is still my sister. Family is great isn't it?!
My sister has taught me so much. She gives great parenting advice. Like the time she & Jay (my MAGNIFICENT brother-in-law) told me to beat the kids every day whether they deserve it or not. Now, for any social worker out there -because that previous remark is a joke -, one look at our kids and you will know they've never been beaten or hit or put in time out for that matter. She also gives great nutritional advice, like, "do you want vanilla or chocolate?" She is always looking out for every ones best interest. Which leads me to say that she needs that t-shirt that reads "Help! Stop me before I volunteer again." She is ........... involved to say the least. She teaches bible school, takes neighborhood kids to school, attends her girls sporting events, cooks dinner for those in need, works in the education department at a local hospital, and always comes to my rescue. She has a contagious personality. Someone once called her "boisterous" - I prefer "bubbly". She gives great hugs and makes delicious tortilla soup. She is super special and I am so happy that God gave her to me.
Kristi
