Best Parts

When Giraffe was little, we would end each day talking about the best part of our day. This became "let's do best parts". As he got older the ritual became longer, adding sad parts and what we were most thankful for.
This night time routine became such a favourite that we would do it when he went to bed away from home, and when he had sleep-overs, so other kids had to add their own "best parts". Little friends and a special little niece would often ask to do "best parts" with me.
As Giraffe grew, so did this element. We began to include someone to pray for, to remind us to think not just of ourselves but of others.
When Giraffe asked Christ into his heart at the age of 5, we also added "something we need to ask forgiveness for". This can be a private conversation between Giraffe and God, or something to share with the wronged person.

I love this part of my day, and I was thinking I need to do this on my own too.
So here is my "Best Parts"

The best part of my day was snuggling with Giraffe who was home sick.
The sad part of my day was reading emails from friends who are hurting and very sad.
I am most thankful for a husband who got up early after working all night to take care of his son so I could put in a few hours at work.
I want to pray for my hurting friends who I love dearly and want to love them even more.
I need to confess my sin of complaining. I often find fault before finding the good.
Want to share your best parts?

Waving my Geek Flag

Just needed to share this with y'all. Afternoon giggle.

143,000,000

I wanted to share this video with you. Adoption is for me one of the great answers to the issue of abortion.

I have no voice

I have no voice because I am Canadian, living here in the US. I cannot vote, I have no voice in the upcoming elections.
But in the Kingdom, I can lift up my voice in prayer, I can petition my Heavenly Father to rain down mercy, wisdom, compassion. I can call upon my God to have His will be done. There I have a voice.
The issue that matters to me more then any other this election is Abortion. As an adoptive mother I am daily thankful that our birth mother chose life and not death for my little man. My closest friends and family know that last year I lost a job I loved defending the unborn, and I would do it again in a heartbeat. A heartbeat.
I follow this blog
and read this post today. I am not nearly as eloquent, so I will encourage you to look there, watch the videos, and pray your vote, pray over your vote, pray for others who will vote. Cover the candidates in prayer. A heartbeat depends on you.

Let's Support our Harlot

So I just read the newest blog from the Harlot. It seems she was briefly on the New York Times Best Seller list at # 32, but has slipped off.
Not acceptable. Lets get her back on knitters. So, lets show the world that yes indeed there are more knitters in the world then golfers, that the stuff knitters read is important, and that we have buying power and influence. I am off to Amazon right now to get my copy. Will you join me in supporting our Harlot?

We Need to Get Away

So my sis got this great idea to enter a contest for a cruise for the two of us. She is the technical genius so she uploaded a video entry. Enjoy!

My head is about to fall off

6 year old whining for video games, hubbo still clean laundry to put away, the bird is noisy, the dog is shedding, the fax machine is jamming, and I have to shave my legs for tonight. Arghhhh!
Just one of those days. Need to spin for a few minutes to calm my frazzled nerves.