Sun-day on a Monday, headaches teach me things, and do you remember Gypsy Tingles?

It's sun-day on a Monday! There is a big bright thing outside. We aren't sure what to make of it, but it sure is pretty.

It has rained here since last Monday or Tuesday(maybe?). Every day brought thunderstorm warnings, tornado watches, tornado warnings, and a constant flash flood warning. We are so water-logged. Roads are washed out, rivers are out of their banks, and tomato plants are hanging on for dear life.

Let's catch up on my weekend ok? Here we go!

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 Where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain

We had a rockin' weather weekend. This was our view from the fire station near my house. The rotation was about 6 miles west of us (looking straight at it). There wasn't a confirmed touch down, but there was a lot of roof damage, and downed trees.

These pictures are courtesy of local storm chasers. This tornado and supercell were products of the storm that tracked from Sherman/Denison into the southeast corner of our county.

Just beautiful. The power of nature, created by the hand of God. So destructive, so amazing.

 As far as I know, everyone in my life circle made it through with no physical damage. There was one close call. This monster landed on his house. Luckily we were on the other side, and it didn't break anything, other than silence. Soft wood trees, shallow roots, and 7 days of rain... He has a new project for the week now. This one moves to the top of the list, ahead of everything else.

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 Co-gardening: just keep swimming, just keep swimming

 I had to rescue my single sprig of spearmint from the pond forming in it's home. I guess a chimenea isn't the best place to plant things when it rains for 40 days and 40 nights. You can see the dirt ring where the water line was, about 1.5 inches up.

 I do have a blossom on the zucchini, so life is still in these little plants.







My cinnamon basil, and cilantro (in egg shells) were nearly underwater.

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Thoughty things

Self-sufficiency is in my blood. Have you ever known me to lean on anyone? Have you ever heard me admit, even when I'm sick, that I can't do something on my own? Has there ever been a time that I let something pass me by because I was sick, hurt, or unable? I'd wager most of you would say "no". I plan, I organize, I create, I carry, ... I just DO. Lately I've been working on allowing myself to LET instead of DO. 

You know I love the saying 'let go, and let God'. That hasn't been much of a struggle for me over the years, as I know God, I trust God. I know for sure that He can do, and can do much better than I can. I never have to worry about Him not getting the job done, on time, nor do I have to worry about going behind Him and redoing the doneness. 

With people though, I've never been as confident. People try, but many times they haven't measured up to my ability, or my expectations. Hmm...reading that makes me feel a little snotty. Gee, I might be a bit of a control freak. Ok, let's not get into that right now. My point is, I have liked the idea of having helpy helpertons help me out, but I usually end up doing the work as well. This has led to me not showing a need so that I don't get an offer that I don't believe will be helpful.

I'm not like that so much anymore, but I have my relapses. Yesterday I had a terrible headache, and I caught myself in my own resistance. I was fighting back tears, sobs, and maybe a little nausea. I was refusing to admit I was in pain, and it was making me miserable. The worst part for me was seeing the unknowing in his eyes. He didn't know for sure if I was in pain, but assumed. He didn't know how bad it was, but I'm sure he could imagine. He didn't know how to help me, and I wouldn't tell. I wasn't just hurting myself. I realized I hurt others when I keep my struggles to myself. It's actually selfish. In sickness, in pain, in agendas. We are selfish if we try to do it all alone. I'm am one of the worst that I know.

Let your guard down, and let others guard you. You are strong. You are capable. You are amazing. But so are other people. God created us in His image, so we are amazing. However, He also sent Jesus to our rescue. If the very creation of God couldn't get the job done without the help of our almighty Savior, how in the world do you think little bitty you alone can get by without an army of helping hands. Give in and receive.

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 Gypsy Tingles and other Fish Tales

Do you remember when I came up with the idea to write a book? You can read that post here. I hadn't revisited that thought in almost 5 years! I can't believe it's been that long. Yesterday I got a little nudge from the universe; maybe I should work on it again.

I love my chapter names. They are off the hook! (haha?)

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THE 3RD DEGREE!!!

What was the weather like this weekend where you are?

Have you ever written a book?