Archive for February, 2007

Working Moms Part 1

My cousin just had her first baby in December, one month after my daughter was born. She just returned to work this week. (We work together. We are both first grade teachers.)

She has a beautiful little boy who seems to be a laid back, fairly undemanding child. He’s letting her get enough sleep at night, so far. But she is having trouble. She is getting up at 4:30 in the morning to be able to get to work at 7:00. She’s having a hard time getting things together to bring him to the babysitter, getting her older step sons dressed and fed, and getting herself ready for work.

She asked me today what time I got up this morning. Well, I happened to sleep until 6:10 this morning, which is late. Too late. But I still made it to work before she did. She wants to know my secret. How do I get ready so quickly?

I know a lot of my readers are stay at home moms, but maybe some of you are working moms. Or maybe you know a working mom who is spastically trying to get out the door in the morning. Or is tired of getting up and taking hours to prepare for her work day.

So, I thought I’d give some of my advice, on how I do things so I don’t have to get up in the wee sma’s to be able to leave the house… just in case any other working moms out there could use another hour of sleep!

Tiip #1 – (For breastfeeding moms)Sleep while your baby nurses.

Rebekah has gotten to where she generally sleeps from 9:00 to 4:30 or 5:00. This is good. But this hasn’t always been the case. Even when she was waking up two or three times a night to nurse, I wasn’t losing a lot of sleep.

Rebekah sleeps in a bassinet in our bedroom. When I go to bed, I pull the bassinet up to my bed so I don’t have to get out of bed to get her. Nursing lying down is an approved breastfeeding position. When she wakes up to nurse, I get her, put her in the bed with us, nurse her and go back to sleep. This takes about twenty seconds from the time she begins crying to the time I’m back asleep. I’m a light sleeper, so I almost always wake up when she’s done. I put her back to bed at this time. If I’m too tired to wake up again, well, she just sleeps with us. No biggie! I get plenty of sleep.

I have a friend who has her baby (same age as Rebekah) in a nursery down the hall. When her baby wakes up, she walks down the hall, nurses in the nursery, burps her, and has spent an hour out of bed before she returns. I’m not knocking having the baby in her own room from the beginning…I’m just glad that’s not what I’m doing.

***Just a note. Rebekah is not a big burper at all. She rarely burps. This may not be as easy with a baby that has stomach issues.

Tip #2 – Dress the kids the night before.

I dress my kiddos as much as I can the night before. Rebekah is always dressed in what she’s going to wear to the babysitter’s house the night before. Then I only have to change her diaper before we leave. If she’s going to wear a jacket or overalls, I put on whatever will be under that and then add the rest in the morning.

I also put my other two kids in the shirts they are going to wear to school the night before. They generally wear t-shirts to school. So far, this works well. There’s always those days the diaper leaks, or for school pictures and you want them in something they can’t really sleep in, but for the most part, this works very well. My older two kids have their blue jeans laid out at the foot of their beds. They can quickly put them on as soon as they get up.

Tip #3 – Do all or most bathing the night before.

Make sure all the kids have had baths the night before. If you have to have a bath in the morning (and I do!) learn to make it quick. But limit the morning baths to the adults, who are better at time management in the shower. (My daughter doesn’t know what a fast bath/shower is!!) All my kids have to do as far as grooming in the morning is brushing teeth and hair.

Tip #4 – Find a quick hair-do for work

I have curly, curly, curly hair. For years I would wear it straight. I had to get up and blow dry it completely dry with a round brush (no dampness at all or it would frizz in a mighty way!). I then had to use a flat iron on it. I loved it straight. I still like it straight. But I can hop out of the shower, slap in some hair gel, and just blow dry my hair until it doesn’t drip, and my hair is done in about five minutes. Tops! This works so much better for work. When I want to dress up nice, or go out for something special, I will take more time and possibly straighten my hair. But not when I’m going to work.

Most jobs just require that your hair be neat. Not model gorgeous. I’d skip any curling irons, flat irons, hair rollers, or anything that takes lots of time to fix for work. Stick with something simple that works with your hair naturally. If you have really limp hair, practice twisting it up in a clip. If you have course straight hair, just brush through it and pull it back in a barrette. This may take a bit of experimenting on the weekends, but find something you can do in under ten minutes. Or under five minutes. That’s even better.

Tip #5 – Minimal make-up

When I go to work, I wear slightly tinted lip gloss and mascara. I like to wear make-up when I go out, or to church, but just this small amount of make-up is good enough for work. It looks like I took time to look nice but only takes about thirty seconds to apply. Also, if you skip the make-up during the week, your complexion will actually improve and you’ll like the way you look without make-up more. Also, you look extra special at church or if your husband takes you on a date when you do the whole make-up deal.

Tip #6 – Pack up the night before

Before you go to bed at night, pack the diaper bag. Prepare all bottles and have them ready to add at the last minute. Pack any lunches for yourself or your older kids and put the entire lunch box in the fridge. Put everything out in a place near the door or on the path to the door to grab on your way out. Anything that can be put in the car the night before should already be there. My kids put their book bags in the car after they finish their homework.

If you have older kids (especially ones that are half dressed the night before and only need a few minutes to get dressed in the morning) have them load up the car while you change the babies diaper. They can pack all bags while you finish getting ready.

Tip #7 – Make breakfast simple

Have the oatmeal packages sitting in bowls near the microwave. Plan simple meals like cereal or pre-made muffins that take little time to prepare. If your older kids can get their own breakfast, let them. If your babysitter will feed the baby, let her. Or send breakfast to the babysitters with the younger kids. Whatever you can do to simplify this time will help. Anything easy to clean up is a plus as well.

Some of these tips will not apply or work for everyone. I understand this. But, if you are a working mother, it is important to manage your time so that you get enough sleep, spend time with your family, and get things done around the house. These are some tips for mornings. I’ll try to post some tips for evenings that will help you be able to work in exercise, family time, dinner, and chores at some other time.

If anyone else has time saving tips for getting out of the house without spending forever getting ready, please leave them in the comments! Even you stay at home moms have to leave the house…how do you get your crew ready to go? What do you do to save time (and your sanity) at this bewitching time?

This post written for Works For Me Wednesdays.

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You Likey?

If you would like to win this Easter bracelet for your daughter, niece, or other female child you know, stop by 5 Minutes For Mom to check out contest details! The bracelet is made by Our 2 Peas in a Pod.

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Red Is…

Red is

* a pair of comfy Crocs I wore through my entire pregnancy
* the hat from the University of Arizona that my husband wears all the time
* a dozen roses on my first Valentines with Joshua
* cherry cheeks on my children when they’ve been playing outside in the cold
* Spider man in various corners in Landon’s bedroom
* spicy crawfish
* Lilies that bloom in my yard in April
* Rebekah’s face when she’s not happy
* a checkered dishtowel that doesn’t match my kitchen at all but I keep it because I like it
* approximately 45% of my husband’s wardrobe
* my Tae Bo workout video
* Josh’s rare steaks
* strawberry shortcake
* Camillas that bloom in my yard in February
* Rascal Flatts’ Feels Like Today and Brad Paisley’s Time Well Wasted
* cherry pie
*1 Peter 1:18-19

Knowing that you were ransomed from the futile ways inherited from your forefathers, not with perishable things such as silver or gold, but with the precious blood of Christ, like that of a lamb without blemish or spot.

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The Good Stuff…

In other words, I’ve been skulking (NOT sulking!) around. And have come across some genuinely gems of posts! Check them out!

Okay, so while visiting Carol, a blog buddy I’ve been neglecting terrible (I’ve been neglecting all my blog buddies terribly for months now) I find a link to Big Mama. Obviously, I’ve been missing out. So I go check her out.

Wow! Her post about trusting God, called Going For Gold, really hits home. I’m quoting extensively from her because it’s so great, so be sure to click over and read the entire post!

In short, I was the Bode Miller of Christian faith. Remember Bode Miller? The skier in the Winter Olympics last year that was supposed to win all the medals? He was the best, he had tons of experience, he was the media favorite, and when it came time for the biggest event of his career…he choked. He didn’t win one medal.

That’s me. I have experience. I’ve walked with Christ for fifteen years. He’s blessed me with a great husband, beautiful daughter, wonderful friends and a happy home. He’s carried me through the lonely days of being a new college graduate in a town where I knew no one, bad job situations, deaths of people I love, and a heartbreaking miscarriage. I know Him. I have tested Him and He has always proved faithful. Always.

In turn, I am so quick to prove faithless. In the Olympics of Christianity, I wouldn’t even get a bronze medal based on my reaction to what was going on in my life.

And speaking of Carol, I don’t know why I’ve been neglecting her. I’ve started revisiting her site to find she writes just as well as she used to! She has a fantastic post about a humbling experience she has, called She’s In a Hurry, So Move.

How many people will I face in heaven that I harbored ill feelings toward here on life’s highway while rushing around on my way to “the other church”? Not the one I’m a member of, but the one where I’m supposed to be helping out. The one that has a need and looks to me to fill it. The one that trusts my efforts will be a blessing and an example of Jesus’ love.

Good stuff.

And on the lighter side, check out why Carol thinks Texas is the place to live, in her post called She Likes Where She Lives. Funneh!

And another good laugh…how about those inseparable pals, Pride and Fall? Mopsy has written The Shortest Play Ever. It’s great!

Hey, did you guys know I was on a diet? Yup! Post-pregnancy diet, but I really needed to be heading in that direction before I was pregnant. I can’t really use that as my excuse. Well, I’m a member of a group blog called One Weigh or Another. It’s a wonderful group of women who are on the weight-loss road together and we support, encourage, and even pass out tremendous WHONKS on the head. Okay, we don’t all do that. But the oh-so-magnificent Blest is wonderful at keeping us on track.

Well, on this blog I’ve met Blair. Well, I actually kinda knew Blair already from Carnival of Beauty stuff. But I’m getting to know her so much better now. She’s great. Don’t believe me? Read this really cool post called How to Cheat on Your Diet. Even if you aren’t dieting, the point of the post is that we all think we can handle things on our own.

Okay then. That’s all for now. Good-bye folks!

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Thankfulness: A Repost

Because I’m a busy woman. And I wanted to post something.

I wrote this post last year, not too long after Hurricane Katrina. Or at least while going to the grocery store was a tremendous feat of patience. (Which, I suppose it still is, but on a much smaller level. Take my word for it. Grocery stores post-Katrina=complete mayhem!)

Hope you enjoy!

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A thankful heart
is a happy heart
I’m glad for what I have
It’s an easy way to start….

I’ve always liked that little song from Veggie Tales. And we all know it’s true, right? A thankful heart is a happy heart.

Then why is it so hard to be thankful?

I went to Winn-Dixie tonight. A mad rush trip right before church. Not exactly the best time to run to the store. (Every store down here is crazy post Katrina…) I suppose I thought everyone would be getting ready for church or something. Ha! It was very busy.

But no biggie. I’m certainly getting used to the madness around here…long lines, no parking spaces. I still thought I had enough time to get to church.

My cashier is a young teenage boy. Very friendly. He happens to have a $10.00 discount coupon he is scanning for all the customers. I see him scan the coupon for the couple in front of me. I assume it’s a $.50 off coupon or something (which I would be grateful for…let me tell you. I like coupons in all values!) When it’s my turn he tells me he’s gonna help me out a bit. He scans the coupoun and I look at the screen. To my utter amazement I have been discounted $10! Whoopie!

I gush out my sincere gratitude. Ten dollars! Wow! He stares at me…a bit in awe.

“I’ve given this discount to about 100 people today…and you are the first person who has thanked me,” says he.

“No way!” I exclaim. I’m shocked. I’m apalled. I’m horrified! A ten dollar discount is something to be grateful for. Don’t you agree? “Did they know what you were doing?” I inquire.

He then proceeds to explain to me that at first he assumed people didn’t know what he was doing. So he started telling customers he was taking ten dollars off their bill. He said he had just about decided to stop giving the discount because people were so ungrateful…but he just kept wondering how long it would take to get a thank you.

I’m still baffled. Then I’m rather smug…at my grateful heart. I mean hey, I’m pretty special. I was the one in a hundred who said thank you. I pat my pious back as I drive down the road conteplating the situation. *Er, hello Mr. Eighteen Wheeler, please don’t hit me.* I plan on blogging about just how ungrateful everyone else is while I seem to have things in the right perspective….(of course I was going to mask it somehow so that I didn’t sound so full of myself!)

Then I go to church. And my pastor puts a great big damper on my self-righteous thoughts…(he just so happens to be really great at doing that too!)

He speaks on how we act like we hate God. We don’t show appreciation for things. We are unthankful….

(I’m thinking of the situation before church and am congratulating myself on being thankful already today at this point.)

Then he explains….we eat food God provides…we wear clothing made by his materials…we live in houses built from his trees….

We go to jobs where we use skills he gifted us with…so we can take care of the families he blesses us with….

Marriage is his idea…families were his idea….

We’ve done nothing. And we tritely say a quick blessing as thanks before we eat and maybe in passing thank God for our family as we doze off to sleep and rarely give his provision another thought.

Ouch!

What has God done for me?

Is. 53:5

But He was pierced through for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; The chastening for our well-being {fell} upon Him, And by His scourging we are healed.

Romans 5:8

But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

And yes…I am thankful…

I really am. But do I show it? Am I living my life in gratitude…or do I take advantage of God’s blessings…food, shelter, clothing, my job, my family….my salvation…the sacrifice God made…for me-and for you-that cost so dearly?

I think it would do me good to become more grateful. To be more thankful. To have a thankful heart….not just to have a happy heart, but because God has done so much for me…and he deserves it!

I’ve done nothing to deserve the blessings I’ve recieved…including $10 off my grocery bill!

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Dreams Vs. Reality

My daughter just walked in the room. It’s 10:20 p.m. Her bedtime is 8:00, so I’m getting ready to scold her for being out of bed when she, very sleepily says, “Thanks Mom.”

I’m a bit confused. About fifteen minutes ago I walked in her room and she had a space heater on. Well, I don’t know what the weather is like where you are but here it is rather warm. Like in the 60′s. I turned her heater off. I didn’t think she needed it since she’d kicked all the covers off and had a layer of sweat glistening on her upper lip. But, I think she might be thanking me for turning the heater off.

But I ask anyway, “Thanks for what?”

Sleepy delirious look here. “Ummm…for the….”

I wait.

“Neurolites.”

“Neurolites?” I ask. I wasn’t expecting this. Would you be?

She looks even more confused. And more sleepy.

“Honey were you dreaming?” I ask.

She smiles and nods.

I laugh. “Go back to bed.”

As she walks out the door I can’t help but ask, “I gave you neurolites?”

“Yes ma’am,” she calls out as she leaves.

What can I say. She’s polite. And southern.

I could say I don’t know where she gets this from. But I am always having dreams that I mix up with reality. Don’t know what it is. Just something about me. My husband never remembers his dreams. Well, he remembers about three. From his entire life. I remember three from last night.

I’ve also been known to make an idiot of myself by asking some question, that referenced a dream, that I didn’t remember being a dream. Somehow I always seem to figure it out as soon as the silly, stupid question leaves my mouth. But alas. It is too late then!

I once asked my sister if she ever figured out whose limo had been parked overnight at my grandparents house. The look she gave let me know I was a complete bonehead. I mean, we lived right next door to my grandparents. If we’d wanted to know about a mysterious limo, we wouldn’t have thought twice about presenting our nosy selves on their front porch and demanded to know what was going on.Besides, my grandparents were quite the blue collar folks. I doubt they ever had much to do with limos.

So, anyway, is this a family trait that is unique to me and my daughter? Or do any of you have dreams you confuse with reality? Just curious. :D

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Because I’m Sure You Have Nothing Better To Do…

This is my kind of game! If you are trigger happy, you’ll probably like it too. The best I scored was 105 108 111 130! Woo Hoo! No, I don’t have anything else to be doing….like laundry. Not at all. How high can you get?

Enjoy fellow nerds!

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Bears In The Night…

A great bedtime story!! It’s so much fun…my husband loves reading it!

Other bedtime favorites of mine include:

Guess How Much I Love You?

Sometimes I Like to Curl Up in a Ball

Bunny’s Noisy Book

Runaway Bunny

Goodnight Moon

Mouse of My Heart

The Velveteen Rabbit

Five Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed

Anything and everything by Beatrix Potter….

Yes. There is a definite bunny theme here. Only about four of our favorite bedtime books aren’t about bunnies! :D

What are your favorite bedtime stories?

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It’s a Jolly Holiday….

In honor of Mardi Gras, I’m going to repost my thoughts of Fat Tuesday from last year! Hope you enjoy!

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Today is Mardi Gras. The day before Ash Wednesday. In my neck of the woods, Mardi Gras is a much celebrated holiday. I got yesterday and today off from work just in case I had any inclination to join in the hoop-la that surely ensued.

But what is Mardi Gras? Where did it come from? Why should we celebrate it? Or should we celebrate it?

One parish web-site from Louisana has this to say:

The history of Mardi Gras began long before Europeans set foot in the New World. In mid February the ancient Romans celebrated the Lupercalia, a circus like festival not entirely unlike the Mardi Gras we are familiar with today. When Rome embraced Christianity, the early Church fathers decided it was better to incorporate certain aspects of pagan rituals into the new faith rather than attempt to abolish them altogether. Carnival became a period of abandon and merriment that preceded the penance of Lent, thus giving a Christian interpretation to the ancient custom.

This seems to have been the origin of several Christian holidays though. Christmas, Easter….they were all Christians adopting holy days of pagans and adding a Christian reason for celebrating.

I grew up being told that Mardi Gras was related to the Catholic holiday Ash Wednesday, which begins the season of Lent. I grew up in a small town with a small Catholic population. I really only knew a few Catholics and they were not very devout at all.

Of couse, they celebrated Mardi Gras, but then, everyone else seemed to celebrate it as well. (Mardi Gras is huge along the Gulf Coast region with New Orleans being the Mecca of Mardi Gras….a mere hour and a half away from me!)

As I went to college, I met other members of the Catholic church, much more devout than the few I grew up with. I realized then that Mardi Gras was much more important to the frat boys on campus than the devout Catholic friends I was making. One friend of mine scorned it completey. She would have no part. And all this time I was convinced it was some Holy Day for Catholicism.

One other thing I realized as I grew older (I did figure this one out before college!) was that people everywhere did not celebrate Mardi Gras. In fact, it seemed that people in other regions of the country barely knew what Mardi Gras was.

If this is such an important day for Catholics, it seemed many were not celebrating….I began wondering. What is it about Mardi Gras?

One Louisana magazine has this to say:

South Louisiana’s first recorded use of the name Mardi Gras was in 1699 when Pierre le Moyne, Sieur D’Iberville, landed at the mouth of a small bayou along the Mississippi River on Tuesday, March 2, and named it Bayou du Mardi Gras. The people of this area have been celebrating Carnival in one manner or another ever since.

Which explains the geographical region of the Gulf Coast being Mardi Gras main stomping ground. But if this truly were a religous holiday, why would it not be celebrated everywhere Roman Catholics worship? Which, as far as I know, would pretty much be all over America….all over the world…

It appears that Chistians attempted to “civilize” this pagan celebration by tying it to lent. (This also from Slidell Magazine)

The Christians revived the original feeling of atonement in their spring rites of feasting before the Lenten Season of abstinence and contrition for sins. These Christians titled this celebration “carnelevare” or “farewell to the flesh,” because no meat would be eaten during the Lenten Season.

It seems that it only really became a hit as a big time of celebration in France:

The French gradually began celebrating the season and by the Middle Ages it was in full swing. They began masquerading at lavish balls and also introduced the “boe of gras,” a huge bull which was paraded through the streets. Their name for Carnival became the official title for the celebration all over the world, “Mardi Gras.” It means Fat Tuesday.

And as stated before, was brought to the Gulf Coast by the French explorer, D’Iberville, bringing Mardi Gras to the Gulf Coast.

I e-mailed a fellow blogger of the Catholic faith, just to make sure our version of Mardi Gras was not some twisted version of a real holiday. Although she wasn’t certain of the origin of Mardi Gras she definately does not celebrate it.

Which leads me to believe that Mardi Gras is not a Christian holiday of any sort. It is much closer related to the pagan holidays of ancient Rome as described here. (Still from Slidell Magazine):

The origin of Mardi Gras is in the pagan feast of the Greeks’ celebration for the coming spring. Evander, son of Hermes, was a mythical Greek king who settled near Rome and is credited with bringing this ritual to Italy. The Romans called it “februa,” which means “acts of atonement.” The spirit of contrition (carried out by naked people being whipped by a priest) was gradually corrupted by the Romans into public lewdness and debauchery.

Which is much like what happens at the Mardi Gras parades along the Gulf Coast. Although the parades here on the Mississippi Gulf Coast do not allow nudity, it seems that New Orleans parades aren’t as prudish. Generally, anything goes. Yet the theme of most parades, anywhere along the Gulf Coast tends to be to get as drunk as possible and collect the largest amount of beads, at any cost. Did I mention at any cost? (Disclaimer: there are several parades that try to be more family friendly and safe for kids….)

How do I know?

I must admit to having celebrated Mardi Gras, at least a little bit in my past.

I grew up in a Christian home where Mardi Gras was looked down on. As a child/teenager I was not allowed to attend Mardi Gras parades (even family friendly ones). I think I twirled baton in one in second grade but other than that I don’t recall ever going to a parade until I was in college.

My sophomore year in college I went on a day trip to New Orleans. It was a whole three weeks before Mardi Gras, at least. Yet we ran into a parade. We had a great time and wondered why we hadn’t participated in this all along. (And I didn’t see anyone flash the floats for beads.)

So, we made plans to attend several Mardi Gras festivities that year (believe me there were plenty to choose from.) So we spent the weekend before Mardi Gras in New Orleans and Mardi Gras day at several parades in Biloxi.

So yeah. The above quote about the ancient celebrations in Rome fit nicely.

So, should Christians have anything to do with a holiday like Mardi Gras?

My daughter asked me this year why we didn’t celebrate Mardi Gras. I guess I never really thought about it other than I didn’t want my children around all the wild revelry that accompanies the parades and balls. Her question was why we couldn’t go to some of the parades that were for kids.

This hasn’t really been something I’ve ever thought of before. That is why I asked my readers what their opinion of Mardi Gras was. (And because I wanted to see just how geographical the carnival was…and whether anyone saw any real religious significance in it). (I’m not gonna quote the people who really didn’t know anything about it. You can read all comments from What Are Your Thoughts on Mardi Gras here.)

So I want to share a few comments from my readers with my opinion thrown in….

Laura says:

Okay, here is what I know about Mardi Gras. It starts with something called Fat Tuesday (or does it end with it?); there might be something involving a King cake with a baby in it, but that might be some other occasion. What else… oh yeah, there is lots of drinking and cavorting, shiny beads which people want badly enough to flash strangers for, and lots of pick-pocketing. How’s that for stellar ignorance and stereotyping?

Not bad actually. Just about sums it up.

Mopsy says:

The first word that popped in my head was “hedonism”. Unfortunately. My only experience is watching glimpses on the TV news and everyone appears to be very intoxicated and half-naked.

Yep. They do appear to be that way don’t they? It’s probably because most of them are.

And from the recently moved from up north to the Gulf Coast mother, Princess Ruby says:

I had heard of it growing up in Michigan, but didn’t know what it was in the least. Not until I moved down here did I educate myself on it, being that it goes on and on for the longest time. There are millions of parades you can take your family to, every store has Mardi Gras stuff to sell, you see people’s beads hanging all over the place. It is ridiculous to me. We do not celebrate it. After I read up on what it is a bit more I thought it best to steer clear of it (and of course dh thought so too). Why go and sin on Fat Tuesday only to ‘repent’ the next day? Why take part in even a little part of it (say taking the family to a parade)? We will have no part in it. Having even a little part of celebrating such a ‘heathen holiday’ (in my mind) is like celebrating all of it. We’re supposed to have NO part of the world. To me, its such a part of the world. I think it sad to see so many Christians celebrating it. I think it is so wrong. That is just me though. Maybe it was began to mean well, I’m not certain, but it certainly hasn’t turned out that way now….Hope these thoughts make sense, I’m trying to steer my children in the right direction while I type my thoughts!

Must be culture shock to move down here and experience Mardi Gras for the first time! (If you are a Christian, that is…)

Now, from a reader of mine who actually grew up in New Orleans. Carol has this to say:

My enormous family lives in N.O. They all celebrate it and I grew up celebrating with them even though I’ve never lived in N.O. or anywhere close. We went in for visits at Carnival time. As kids, we had a blast watching parades and catching beads. The family always gathered at my aunt’s house – on the parade route – and did a huge crawfish boil, gumbo, etc.

It could still be a lot of fun if it wasn’t so heavily steeped in hedonism and debauchery and if I wasn’t a Christian. It’s funny how our perception of what’s fun changes once we surrender our will to His. Anyway, I’ve taken the kids a couple of times and still watch parades on my aunt’s front lawn, but it’s not like the revelry down in the Quarter; much more tame and family-oriented. (No clue when we’ll ever try to go back for Carnival under the circumstances.)

I usually do have a king cake sent from N.O. (not this year – just bought a local knock-off instead – it’s not very good) and I let the kids wear beads to school on Fat Tuesday. Half of everyone here is clueless about Mardi Gras and nobody celebrates it.

The reason I participate in this little way is to honor my heritage, however questionable. I think it’s important to teach my kids about traditions of their forefathers – but I make sure they know the downside as well.

And yeah, it makes no sense to engage in hedonism one day and go to confession the next.

I was so glad to have Carol’s perspective. Someone who grew up celebrating this holiday. And I can understand where she is coming from about passing on heritage. I think she made some great points (and King Cake is delicious…)But the key phrase from her comment was this:

It makes no sense to engage in hedonism one day and go to confession the next.

That is one of my biggest problems with Mardi Gras. The idea that you are about to have to give up something (for Lent) and so you better live it up on Fat Tuesday and enjoy all the things of the flesh before you become “spiritual”. And I’ve noticed that devout Catholics (or others who celebrate Lent, find no need for this feeding the flesh one last time….)

And Rev-Ed adds:

Great Lakes region. Nobody cares about Mardi Gras here unless they are looking for an excuse to get drunk. (The same people will also celebrate Arbor Day and Be Kind to Animals Week in the same fashion.)

The idea always seemed so ridiculous to me. The day before we give up certain things, we’ll go out and get so sick of them that we won’t miss them for the first week! Take some of that “religious edge” off the whole thing.

I’ve thought the same thing about the people who celebrate Mardi Gras here. Even though here more people do it, it’s not for any religous reason. It’s looking for an excuse to particiapate in debauchery.

So, my reason for not celebrating Mardi Gras, or even taking my daughter to one of the (few) child friendly parades….

I don’t want to be a part of celebrating a holiday that’s main point seems to be pleasing the flesh. Whether a small participant, or a big one, I feel like it’s something that Christian are best to steer clear of!

1 Thessalonians 5:22 states that we should:

Abstain from all appearance of evil.

Read the whole chapter here.

I’m pretty sure that would include Mardi Gras celebrations….

Now, feel free to comment and let me know if I’ve got this all wrong! :D Tell me what you think about Christians celebrating Mardi Gras (if you haven’t already). Or if you have something to add, well, feel free to add it!

And meanwhile, Happy Fat Tuesday.

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Getting Things Done

Oh. Oh! I adore being off work!! I get so much more done!

Today I’ve managed to

*sleep in! (Can we say 9:00?)
*catch up on the laundry
*scrub my front porch
*clean kitchen
*clean oven
*clean out pantry
*stain a chair I got at an unfinished furniture store
*call and make a dentist appointment for my husband
*clean the back porch
*clean the oven
*wipe down the washer and dryer
*go have dinner with my in-laws

Yeah…I got a zillion times more things done today than I usually do! Woo Hoo!

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