Jaymz

My Dad. Is. A. Sucker.

Let me explain.

I do not mean the title to be offensive or rude towards my dad in any way.

Last night I went to a late movie with a friend and toward the end of it, my phone rang…. Being my dad, I answered it. He and mom had gone on a little endeavor of curiosity…

Curiosity usually brings consequences:

Well, everyone…..

Meet Penny:

So not only are my parents suckers for the soft fur and puppy breath, but they love the concept of "siblings".

So….. Everyone, meet Diesel:

My parents brought not one, but two new puppies home last night at around eleven…

Guess what.

They are mixed breeds.

Mom = Great Dane

Dad = Great Pernese

Yeah. They're gonna be huge.

This is them at just 5 weeks old:

Big. Dogs.

Basically….. Merry Christmas to me. Again!

:o)

I love my Sucker-for-a-Dad. And my beautiful Mom.

Thanks guys!

(By the way, we still have and LOVE Kitty. She's having fun with the new little ones as I type…)

Here’s another one…

Dude. I promise I am not altering these…

Really?

In Case of Fire….. take stairs directly into it?

Hey. That's what I get out of it….

Just your standard, everyday hotel sign….

Merry Christmas!

So, I definitly LOVE Christmas.

It's prolly one of my favorite days of the year.

But today as I watched my little bro and my dad goof off and communicate love and affection in the way that only boys can...... I couldn't help but to be captivated by the special relationship that can only exist between a father and his son.

So God is Jesus' daddy..... they shared something special as well.

That first Christmas had to have sucked for God. Watching the world be so excited about his son, knowing that this was the day that set the plans in stone..... God would watch Jesus struggle through 33 years of being rejected, persecuted, spat upon, and eventually killed. And Christmas was Day One. Of the plan that would destroy God's family. But given the choice, They would go back and do it ALL over again for you.Those of you who have a son, or any child for that matter, would you be able to do that?

WOW.

But here's the amazing part: After God's family was destroyed and his son killed, everything would be set right again. Not only would his family be restored and his son brought back to life, but we would ALL have the invitation to be a part of that family... to receive a love that we DO NOT deserve.

So Freaking Awesome.

I love this holiday. (even tho walmart was awful yesterday because of it)

Merry Christmas!

What I am Hearing in my House Right Now.

No really. Like, right right now…

Phrases like:

    "How do I read my messages?"

    "Where is this wall?"

    "Whoa, I can chat?!"

And my personal fav….

    "…why am I being 'poked'?"

Yup. Dad got a facebook. It's pretty amusing. It's prolly the funniest thing that has happened in my house since dinner. (see last post)

And it's even funnier than the fact that my dad has picked up online gaming. His new word is "noob". So last year.

*I wish I could say the reason that I do not have a facebook is because I have a life…. But I have a blog…. And I pay for it.*

I love my family…. :o)

False Advertising

Ever felt lied to? Cheated? Disgusted? Hungry?

Well after that pic was taken I felt all of the above. (with the exception of hungry…)

I saw the illustration on the box and was stoked about the amazing meal that would be awaiting me at the anticipated beep of the microwave. But then I "removed the plastic cover" and saw the real deal……

It kinda feels like that initial sting of the realization that Santa isn't real or that your parents are actually the ones that exchange the newly-lost tooth for a shiny quarter….

I need some ice cream.

Here's one for the road… or trash:

Brain mush.

I love snow/ice days off of school….

I haven't been to school since last Friday.

I'm not sure which would be more clever to say with this picture:

    I'm losing my mind. (or) My brain is turning to mush.

I feel as though the first one fits the pic better…. But the second one portrays how I fell a bit more accurately…

Thought of the Day.

A wise man talks because he has something to say. A fool talks because he has to say something.

Oooooo..... Burn!

Whose Way?

Proverbs 14:12-

 12 There is a way that seems right to a man,
       but in the end it leads to death.

That is the verse that God has put on my heart for right now.

I'm learning to exercise this verse in my life… in MORE areas than one. :o)

I'm realizing every day that I really only get one life here on this earth. And I would really rather not waste it going around doing in my own way, only to have to backtrack and fix it later. I'm doing my best to give God the steering wheel and realize that even if something feels right to me or seems right by the world's standards, I have to make sure that it lines up with God's will.

I challenge myself every day: Evaluate the steps I am taking in life. Am I doing things God's way or in my own?

*Because there is a way that seems right to me, but if the Big Guy's right, and he always is, that way (my way) has an ending that I don't particularly want. ;o)*

And look! That verse is so true, that it got put in the Bible twice! (Proverbs 14:12 and Proverbs 16:25). Nice.

My Birthday. (in bulleted form)

• Yesterday was my 17^th birthday.
• It was almost perfect.
• I received a total of 12 Happy Bday texts.
• I went to IHOP with my daddy at a time that I am never fully awake. (he posted a very nice blog about me)
• My friend from school made me a cake that was awesome and then made me wear a crown.
• I got sang to. A lot. It was… interesting. (only my school friends from Mr. Ziehm's class will fully understand the complete meaning of "interesting" here.)
• My other friend colored me a spoon. It is great and currently decorating my car.
• Lots of people gave me lots of presents. Always fun.
• My little cousins called me and left me a message. So cute.
• A class of kindergarteners that I do not know called me and sang to me. Also cute. (I guess it's kind of a long story)
• I went to youth and Pastor Mark preached one of my fav sermons ever.
• After youth I went to Braum's with some friends and family from church that I love a whole lot.
• I got some more presents. Woop woop.
• I got the movie Hancock and I'm pretty stoked about getting to watch it again.
• It was also my aunt's birthday and it's always fun to get to tell someone else happy birthday on your birthday. (she's cool and has an eyebrow ring)
• And then today I got a late bday call from my friend in Paris. An awesome surprise.
• The only thing that made my birthday any less than perfect was the fact that my lips were (and still are) very, very chapped. That is a rude and painful birthday gift from my face. Like, more chapped than they have ever been in all of my 17 years. Rude face.
• Okay that's a dumb reason to have an imperfect birthday.
• My 17^th birthday was perfect.

*Thanks for making my birthday special, everyone!!! I love you all and am so blessed to have you all in my life!!!*

-jaymz