Men's Basketball Shorts


I've never understood why some girls wear men's basketball shorts.

You know, the long ones that reach past their knees? They reach that far on girls mostly because the waistband and crotch of the shorts are no where near where they should be.

Obviously, I've never tried a pair on, so I guess I was passing judgement before I actually experienced the baggy men's shorts. They might be really comfortable.

Well, yesterday after an unfortunate incident in which my pajama pants were soiled and needed to be thrown in the wash, I gave in.

I was upset because I had no pajama pants to wear, and so Derek gave me a pair of his shorts. And I put them on.

And I still don't understand.

Not only were they not very comfy (pants that don't fit properly do not qualify as "comfortable" in my book), but they made me feel like a boy.

I told Derek so as soon as I put them on. He replied that I in no way looked like a boy, and if I did, I had the prettiest legs a boy ever had. Right answer! Thanks, Babe.

I must admit, they were nicer to sleep in than they were to sit and stand in, but it still doesn't justify them to me. I'll stick with my good 'ole feminine lounge pants, thank you.







P.S. Maybe if you're one of those girls who is a fan of wearing men's shorts, you can explain it to me better?

Image from Sport's Authority.

For Christmas I'd Like . . .

I wrote out my Christmas wish-list for Derek several weeks ago, but somewhere along the way it got lost. So now I have to write it out again, and I've been trying to remember everything I put on it, because it's mostly a bunch of little things.

Then I thought, why not post it on the blog? It won't get lost here, and I can refer Derek to it when he needs it (yes, we're both slacking on our Christmas shopping this year).



My Christmas List

1. Sparkly scarf from Walmart. I saw a sequined black scarf at Walmart earlier this year, and it's just so me. I'm all about the sparkle. I hope it's still there, because I couldn't find a picture of it for the life of me.

2. Taylor Swift CD. I'm a big fan.



3. Straight Sexy Hair Spray. When I had my hair done earlier this year, the stylist used some of this when he was straightening my hair, and it was fabulous. It made my hair so smooth and shiny. So I want some now.



4. These gray suede wedges from Target. They are the perfect height, and I can totally do a wedge even when I'm 40 weeks pregnant.



5. The Crossroad by Beverly Lewis. I read The Postcard earlier this year, and I thoroughly enjoyed it, so now I want to read the sequel.



6. A pound of Starbuck's Decaf Christmas Blend. Derek won the Christmas Blend last year at his work party, and gave it to me since he knows I'm a coffee lover - and can I say that Starbuck's Christmas Blend is seriously the best blend of coffee I've ever tasted? I've been wanting more ever since I ran out. I hope the Decaf is just as good, considering I'm trying to avoid as much caffeine as possible for Little D's sake.






That's the main list, but if someone in the family is reading this and wants to get me a bigger gift . . .



Singer Simple 23-Stitch Sewing Machine

Hint, hint!


An Evangelism Chicken

I don't think the world hates me enough.

That may seem like an odd statement to those who don't know where I'm coming from. But as a Christian, the Bible promises that the world will hate me (Matthew 10:22).

Or at least they should hate me, if I'm doing my job right.

But if I'm honest with myself, I really don't think I'm very hated. I just go about my daily business, the world goes about theirs, and we don't think about each other very much.

I would hope the people I encounter on a daily basis would be able to tell that I'm a Christian by the references I make to my faith in daily conversation (few as they are), or by the way I live my life. I would hope they would be able to tell that something is different.

But that's not really enough, is it?

Jesus commands us to "go and make disciples of all nations" (Matthew 28:19). But they can't really be made disciples if I'm not willing to say something, can they?

I really struggle with evangelism. I hate that I struggle with evangelism. How hard is it to just ask someone what they believe? How hard is it to just say what I believe? How is it that something that is the most important thing in my life is so hard to talk about with others? Something is wrong here.

I could go into the whole, "not everyone has the gift of evangelism" thing. And although I think that it is true that some have a real gift for reaching others with the gospel, it's not a good excuse. Because evangelism is something we are all called to do, whether we are good at it or not.

I'm not good at evangelism. I'm not sure exactly what it is that I'm afraid of. I think I'm most afraid that I'll try to reach out to someone by telling them about Jesus, and they'll ask a question that I won't know how to answer, or I'll stumble over my words and make the gospel seem weak. I'm afraid I'll let everyone down and misrepresent my Lord if I don't say the right thing.

But then, I'm really placing all the emphasis on what I can do to bring others to Christ when I think that way, when in reality, I can't do a thing. The Holy Spirit is the one who convicts people of their sin, the Holy Spirit is the one who opens their eyes and brings them to Jesus. Don't I think He's big enough to use my words, flawed as they may be, for His ultimate purpose?

I wish I could say that this is something I will get better at, but I honestly don't know. I feel as if fear rules me in this.

I do know, however, that perfect love casts out fear. God has shown me His perfect love by sending Jesus to live, die, and rise from the dead in order to save me - and it's wrong of me not to share that perfect love with others.

I wish the world hated me more. Because if they did, it would mean that I would be doing my job - I would be speaking about Jesus to those I know, sharing with them how they can be saved, and reflecting the glory of God to those around me.

Unfortunately, I fall woefully short of doing any of these things. The world and I go about our business, not thinking about each other much at all. And I'm not even sure how to fix it.

Lord, please help me to be bold in telling others about You. I have not been following your command to "go and make disciples", and I don't even know where to start - but You do, and I pray You would show me what to do, and what to say. Forgive me for ignoring your clear commandment in this are, and thank You for showing me grace, even when I continually fail.

Does anyone else struggle with this? And what has helped you become a brighter light for Christ?


Book Review: Radical By David Platt

I recently joined the Blogging For Books program which is run by Waterbrook Multonomah Publishing Group. I've confessed that I'm a bookworm, and this program allows me to get books for free if I agree to post a review about them. How can I pass that up? If you're a fellow book-lover you should check out the Blogging For Books website and sign up too.



Several months ago I heard about the book Radical by David Platt. The sub-title particularly caught my eye "Taking Your Faith Back From The American Dream."


Now, I am pretty fiercely patriotic, so when I saw the sub-title, I wasn't sure what to think about this book. I get rather defensive whenever it appears that someone is criticizing one of the things that I think makes America great, and that includes the freedom that we enjoy in America to work hard toward our goals and provide a good life for our families.

I was expecting it to be one of those anti-American, liberal-minded type books, but something made me read the first chapter anyway (it was available to read online).

After reading the first chapter, I realized that the topic of this book really wasn't even close to my initial impression of it, so I decided to request it for my first book to review, and I must say, I found it challenging and not anti-American at all.

David Platt clearly states early on in the book that "Certainly hard work and high aspirations are not bad, and the freedom to pursue our goals is something we should celebrate." That helped to clear up the initial impression I had received from the title, and the rest of the book focused instead on warning American Christians to not let the American Dream distract us from our higher loyalty and calling as Christians - which includes glorifying God (instead of ourselves and our own abilities), reaching the world with the gospel, giving of our resources in order to further the gospel and help the needy, personally working to bring the knowledge of Jesus to those who don't know Him, and not being afraid to give our lives in these biblical pursuits.

I think the underlying points that Platt brings to light in this book are valid and biblically sound, but I sometimes take issue with the way he says them. For example, at one point Platt discusses the point that American churches sometimes focus too much on what we're called not to do, instead of the things we are called to do as Christians, and he states that when we change our focus in this way "All of a sudden, holiness is defined by what we do." I feel as if that statement almost sounds like a works-based philosophy, but I know that in the context that is not what he is saying. There were a couple such instances in the book, but they were minor enough that they weren't a major issue - the underlying points were sound, and usually the issue was discussed in more detail somewhere in the book, which made Platt's position more clear. I just made notes in the book to clarify for myself for future reference.

Overall, I found this book to be very challenging. Most people are going to feel uncomfortable reading this book; I certainly did. Platt brings up biblical commands that aren't comfortable to consider - such as guarding against materialism, giving sacrificially, and going personally to "make disciples of all nations".

However, no one ever said that following Christ would be comfortable - in fact, if we're feeling comfortable, we probably aren't giving as much of our lives to Him as we should be. In our American church culture it is so easy to fall into that comfortable place, and David Platt brings a full-on, biblical attack against that kind of attitude.

I was convicted, especially by the chapter on materialism, and I find myself thinking of practical ways I can apply what I've read in Radical to my own life. I would recommend this book to any Christian who is feeling a little too comfortable or content in their current walk with Christ - it will challenge you, and it will lead you to think more deeply about what we are called to do as followers of Christ - and that definitely makes it worth reading in my opinion.

Note: I received this book for free from WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group for this review. This is my honest opinion on the book.



A Bowling Ball Belly - Seven Months Pregnant

We are now officially into the third trimester!

I've heard that you start to feel sore and tired this trimester. So far I'm still feeling good, and I have plenty of energy - it's still early though. I have noticed that my upper abs seem sore, and I'm wondering if it's because my rib cage is having to expand for the belly. I've also had some cramps in my calves at night - they really hurt, but they go away if I stand up and stretch them a bit.

I can tell the little boy has gotten bigger - some of his kicks almost hurt now. I can also feel him right under my ribs, so I think my uterus has reached it's full height. He's about 14-16 inches from head to toe, and somewhere between 2 1/4 and 2 1/2 pounds. He has eyelashes now, his brain is maturing, and he has REM sleep cycles - meaning he is dreaming!

I had a really odd dream the other night that I went into preterm labor and our little man was born at 28 weeks. Don't worry though, no preterm labor signs that I can tell - and I read that if he was born at 28 weeks, his chances of survival would 90%! That's a pretty high number - it's cool to think how we would most likely be just fine if anything happened at this point.

We have the list of names narrowed down to two. I think we're just going to wait until he's born to make a final decision at this point - even if we have one we're leaning toward, I want to make sure the name we pick fits him, once we can see what he looks like. So I'm sorry, my friends, but you'll just have to wait until he's born to hear the name!

He's officially nick-named Diesel or Little "D" now on my side of the family. At Thanksgiving, my dad and I tried to fool my grandma and aunt and we told them the two names we were seriously considering were Diesel (as in the fuel) or Savage.

I must say, my aunt and grandma have great poker faces - they hid their true feelings very well - I think they were relieved when we told them we were just joking though! Ever since then though, my family has been referring to him as "Diesel", though they assure me they'll call him by his real name once he's born.

He's also referred to as "Little D", for Little Derek, which I think is cute. Though neither of our possible names starts with "D"!

And Derek's dad calls him "Bueford" in order to tease us as well . . . our families are so funny!

Disclaimer: Not that there's anything wrong with the aforementioned names, they're just very unlike the style we're going for . . .

I am apparently getting bigger as well - this past week at work my boss walked into the room, stopped in her tracks, and exclaimed that I looked "so much bigger than when I last saw you!", which was but a mere five days before! My dad also thinks there's a noticeable difference in my size since last week.

My total weight gain is around 14-15 pounds so far - I'd like to hold steady for another two weeks, because then I'd have the leeway to gain a pound a week in the remaining ten weeks until my due date - but we'll see how it goes. It is Christmas season, after all. I'm just glad I haven't gained ten pounds in the month of December already!

Here are the 28 Week/Seven Month Belly Pictures!

I like this one - it looks like I stuffed a bowling ball under my shirt!



The belly is really just growing out front, as opposed to in width - from the front, it doesn't look like I've changed too much in width much at all.



Here's a picture from when we went to the zoo this past summer - I was about twelve weeks pregnant here. I think I've gotten a little wider since then, but not too bad.



And I'm told that from behind I don't even look pregnant.



I most certainly am pregnant though. Oy.



And to think I felt so huge ten weeks ago . . .



Christmas Giveaway Winner

Time to announce the winner of the giveaway! I figured out the "Print Screen" thing you guys were trying to tell me about last time, so now the Random.org image looks much snazzier.



But the list of entries picture still needs work:



Julie S. from Back To The Basics is the winner! Congrats, Julie, and I'll be e-mailing you for your address shortly!

Lonely Fur-Babies


This morning I woke up to the sound of poor Harvey outside, crying. You know, that low mournful sound that dogs make when they're sad?

Derek had to leave for work a little before me this morning, so he got the dogs all ready to go so I wouldn't have to (he's so thoughtful). However, this meant leaving Harvey outside in the dark for a while.

He gets lonely.

Then there are the little dogs, Ralphie and Quincy, who get put in the laundry room during the winter days. They have a little dog bed in there, and they curl up on it together. Whenever I pass by they both look out at me with these sad, hopeful eyes.

Boy, I hate leaving my dogs home alone on the days I work! They look so pathetic and depressed.

Thankfully I have five whole days in a row with them during the week, so that helps - but I think they're feeling neglected this week, because I've been so busy I haven't had much time to cuddle. Ralphie and Quincy follow me around the house all day. Harvey hasn't been nearly as annoyingly cheerful as he normally is - a sure sign he's feeling sad.

My poor fur-babies.

Don't worry, guys. The next couple of weeks will be better. (You know the dogs read my blog when I'm gone during the day, so I'm sure they understand . . .)



P.S. Thank you all for the sweet advice on "The List" yesterday! I know we'll get it done eventually. Hopefully, anyway!

P.P.S. Don't forget to enter the Christmas giveaway if you haven't already! Last chance today!
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