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Dear American Idol,

March 31, 2010

Thanks for the fun show last night. I have some critical advice to pass along to the final 10. I will be anxiously awaiting my free tickets to the final show!

Yours until Simon leaves,

GM

Dear Usher,

You can wear your sunglasses inside. I don’t mind. Just sing. That’s all I ask. Or really you can do whatever you want.

Thank you,

GM

P.S.  Feel free to call if you need a background vocalist. I can also whistle…unless something strikes me funny.

Dear Siobhan,

Whoa. Amazing and crazy tights. Nice clothing choice during the performance.  You did the right thing to tone it down a bit. Here’s the thing though, I know that Simon mentioned last week that you should just hit the high notes. I want to say…just because you can hit those amazing high notes, doesn’t mean you can let all the other notes in the song go. Also, just because you can screech to the high heavens (and I can handle it surprisingly well! For about a second!) doesn’t mean you SHOULD. I think this was your worst week, EEK!, but I’ve sort of felt this way about your singing each week…that it’s not great pitch until the high heavens’ notes. You’ve got some pipes, though. You really do. I wish you well.

Your fellow lover of fabulous tights,

GM

Dear Casey,

Even though you’ve gotten praised for your looks and musical ability, I have felt like I could shake my hand in front of your eyes and you wouldn’t blink. I know there MUST be something going on there, but just not feeling it. Where is the depth? The smile does help though. And tonight when you sang, I almost felt that you had a little depth. It’s weird because I feel you’re one of the most talented. Is it cockiness? Do you think you have it in the bag? Let the smile reach your eyes. Whatever that wall is, lose it. You just ALMOST did tonight and I liked it.

Um, now that we’re friends and stuff, can I borrow that red guitar?

GM

Dear Big Mike,

You got me at “I’m having a baby.” What I like about you is that it feels like you’re getting better each week, but more than that…when you sing, I FEEL it. You hit all the notes right tonight, but I drifted off midway through…you grabbed my attention back on the last chorus, though. Way to pull me back in. I’d give that performance 1 ½ thumbs up.

Could you use any embellished onesies or ruffled diaper covers?

Sincerely,

GM

Dear Didi,

I really think you might win the award for American Idol Who Cries The Most. I almost wished you’d gone ahead and cried during your main performance…it would have helped. It felt pushed all the way through. All the emotion that appears to have happened in practice must have just all been spent. I’m not sure what happened~ I think you could have done this song in a cool way~ but I’m sad to say that it did NOT come across in the performance.

Cringes & Hugs,

GM

P.S.  Does it weird you out that Ryan has a major crush on you or do you kinda like him too?

Dear Tim,

You get on my nerves. There, I’ve said it. Like, really, REALLY get on my nerves. I’m just not buying it…any of it. But back to the song…ouch. I sort of just want to dropkick you for thinking you could attempt an Anita Baker song. You know what? Thumper taught me that if you can’t say something nice, don’t way anything at all. I hope…oh wait! You MIGHT have brought me back~ your comment behind the stage saying the judges could have said a lot worse when all they said were horrible things…that takes guts. I like guts.

Maybe I could possibly come around, but probably not,

GM

P.S.  I DO have to give you kudos for making Simon say some of the funniest lines of the night over you. Good times. Sorry to laugh at your expense. Oh wait, you were laughing harder than all of us. You’re just a little odd. I might like you better than I thought.

Dear Andrew,

I have been a fan since “Straight Up.” L-O-V-E-D the way you did that SO much. I haven’t felt as harshly as the judges have about your last few weeks, but have been wanting to see you shine again. I got a lump in my throat when Usher took off his sunglasses, did you? I really enjoyed your performance. I think you’ve gotten gun shy with all the criticism. Let it out. When you’re good, you’re awesome.

It was hilarious when your Mama talked smack to Simon. That’s a good Mama Bear right there.

Your fan,

GM

P.S.  You could be Israel Houghton’s brother. Are you?

Dear Katie,

I am not sure why you are still here. Maybe your grandmother keeps forgetting she’s called and just keeps calling to vote for you. (Sorry, my grandfather had Alzheimer’s so I know how that can be). But after hearing you sing “Chain of Fools,” I almost take it all back. You did better than I thought you would and most definitely better than you’ve done for weeks. Get yo Grandma on the wire! The judges are all over the place on this one. You might have lost me again when you said that you were only going to listen to “yourself.” Oh, honey.

Would it be rude to ask if I can borrow your earrings sometime to do a little hula hooping? I love to hula hoop and so do my kids.

Cheers,

GM

Dear Lee,

I am proud of the progress you’ve made! It was a happy moment when Usher gave you props. You’re getting better and better and I am actually excited to see what you will do next…I don’t feel that way about many of the other contestants. Aw, the judges went on about you…sweet. But SIMON…he got prophetic on you and it was a powerful moment! Whoa. Felt like church for a minute there.

You rock my socks,

GM

Dear Crystal,

You are my favorite.

On a plane or on a boat.

On guitar, piano or float.

With the Pips singing off notes.

I hope you win,

GM

Dear Aaron,

I can’t quite take you serious, maybe because it seems you take yourself so seriously…I don’t know. Great voice! Thought you were going to be crazy good after hearing you with Usher, but seems you weren’t in top form for the main thing. I think all the teeny boppers are probably voting for you, though…you’ll be around a while longer, I’m pretty sure.

Don’t get the big head,

GM

Dear Simon,

I think you’re funny and usually always right. I am sad to see you leave American Idol. I’m about 99% sure I’ll go with you.

With kisses on both cheeks,

GM

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Knowing

March 29, 2010

Well, we wrapped up a Spring Break. We will be sad to see Greyley go back to school this morning. She was bemoaning that fact yesterday and I heard Indigo tell her (nodding his head ever so solemnly), “That IS sad.”

Then he said, “I know how you feel,” which caused her to say, “Um, no, you don’t. You haven’t had to go to school yet.”

I had to jump in and say, “But he knows what it’s like to be without you…”

Because I knew that’s what he meant.

I also know that when he’s hopping, all extra hoppity, that he needs to go to the bathroom.

And that if he doesn’t want to go upstairs sometimes, it’s because we’re all downstairs and all of a sudden, he’s got the creeps about the dark.

I know when Greyley says, “Get me out of here!” with her eyes. And that when she opens up to someone, it’s a big deal because it’s not something she just does.

I know when she’s needing a break and when she just needs a little cuddle time.

It’s these everyday things that I know about my kids that make me feel useful…fulfilled even. The fact that I can recognize their signs without a word being spoken makes me feel like I’m doing my job being watchful and observant.

But it’s the times they surprise me…ah, now those are the BEST times…those are the times my heart leaps up in my chest and I have a moment of possible tears.

When I look over at Greyley fearlessly singing with her mouth open wide on Sunday mornings in the choir…

When Indigo does his funny King Tut dance in front of friends when he would normally be too embarrassed…

When I hear them laughing hysterically together, after a day of NOT getting along very well…

When they do something really rotten, but then feel terrible about it and say, “I’m sorry.”

And then there’s scary surprises too…those times that make you think, “UH-OH…if they’re doing this now, what are they going to be like as a TEENAGER?!”

It’s an incredible process, watching them grow. Half the time, it seems they’re teaching me more than I’m teaching them. Oftentimes, I do not feel up to the task of any of this motherhood business. But it is a roller coaster ride that I stood in line to get on and By George, I am going to ride it!

Many times I am faced with Mama guilt~ do any of you know what that is besides me? Pretty much the day I became a mother, I had guilt of some sort or another…Is she getting enough milk? I’m not doing this right. He got sick from me…etc…there is a long running list of things that I could feel guilty about…

There are a few things I know I’m doing right though and this is what gets me out of “guilt mode”…

I have their back. I’m on their side. I love them no matter what.

And that, for me, is enough. It’s the best I can do.

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A BAD Break-Up

March 26, 2010

Do you remember my Lovair?

Melitta

It is with a sad and broken heart that I tell you the awful news: Melitta and I have broken up.

I have never stopped loving her. I don’t think I ever will. I’m trying to work it out in my head and figure out where we went wrong. I think she first got miffed when I was washing her basket and sorta kinda dropped it, chipping the bottom just a little. I thought we’d worked it out. I was really sorry and thought she forgave me~ I thought she was coming around…but then I was washing her carafe one day and there, in my hands, she just decided to readjust her handle and popped all out of place.

It was bad. It was really bad. I could hardly make her fit in her spot. She kept making beautiful, perfect coffee for me, though, so I was lulled into a false sense of security.

However…one terrible day, the handle to her carafe pulled out even more.

Please don’t do this to me, I cried!

Don’t tell her, but I went online to see if maybe I could get a new carafe…you know, give her a little update. I’m no plastic surgeon, but I thought she’d be pleased with her little makeover. Here’s where she started getting bitter~ there ARE no replacement parts for this particular model.

Oh you want to play that way, huh, Melitta. I thought I knew you.

For a while there, it looked like we might not make it! One day, things would be fine; the next, it would be like pulling teeth to get anything out of her. Finally, I was able to maneuver her handle just so…she was actually fitting quite well again…what a relief! Still deceived, I thought everything was going to be OK.

One morning, I went to push her sweet button to grind & brew.

Nothing.

Nada.

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Shocked and dismayed, I stumbled to my computer to go on the rebound. If she wouldn’t have me, I’d find another!

But if you’ll remember…I got Melitta on SALE.

REALLY on SALE.

I didn’t realize HOW on SALE until I got a notice from Amazon saying Melitta was on SALE for $150, regularly $250.

I got MY Melitta for $50.

Oh, Melitta!!! You ought to be ashamed of yourself! I am appalled.

You better be glad you were in Tuesday Mornings or you would have never set foot in THIS house.

I’ve resorted to brewing in the slums again. Cheap white 12-cup pot that makes mediocre coffee. NO automatic shut-off. I know this because last night at supper I realized I hadn’t rinsed out the coffeepot. Oh, what is that burned coffee doing on the bottom of the carafe? Why, the coffeemaker is still ON!!! After 11 hours!!!

Melitta just looked at me. I told you so, she mocked, as she blinked the temperature for the next 5 days.

I’m still not sure what she meant by that.

At least Cheap White MADE my coffee, Melitta. Cheap White actually wants to do her part. Take that.

Melitta had nothing to say.

It is OVER.

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K.I.S.S.

March 25, 2010

I’m really enjoying hearing your feedback about the new place! Hopefully, the new page is showing up for everyone. Yesterday afternoon, some had a little difficulty getting the new site to come up…let me know if it’s still not working for you.

So Matt’s telling me I have to learn Photoshop now…like I NEED one more thing to learn. Sheesh. I’ve been knowing it was coming, though…if I want to have a nice website, I need to get better at the picture thing. I’ve tried reading a little bit about it and it is literally like I am reading Japanese…not Spanish, where you can make out a word here and there…no, Japanese.

It doesn’t help that camera literate people flop out terminology like they’re talking about a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

First you take two pieces of bread.

And peanut butter.

And jelly.

And a knife.

And you spread the peanut butter on a piece of bread.

And you spread the jelly on a piece of bread.

And you have a peanut butter jelly sandwich!

Sorry. Inside joke.

Would you believe I REALLY had that conversation with someone one time? Tosh was with me as Said Person proceeded to tell us how to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich…with a Valley Girl accent…and COMPLETELY serious.

Tosh and I looked at each other in amazement, got in the car away from That Person and LAUGHED OUR HEADS OFF.

We feel the need to remind each other how to make one every now and then.

I wish Valley Girl would teach me how to take good pictures.

Or a couple of my beloved photographer friends. You know who you are. It’d have to be peanut butter and jelly though.

Here, let me try something out on you…you can be with me from the beginning, tracking one stinky picture at a time…

Hopefully, together, we will see some progress.

Peanut Butter, Oily Weirdo and Jelly

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Spring

March 24, 2010

Welcome to the new Girly Muse website!!! Take a moment to look around. I’m so excited about this new space.

Please bear with me~ it will probably take some time to get used to this hosting site. It’s going to be a work in progress. Hopefully you will like the new look and find everything easy to navigate. I’m excited about the “Shop” section. I still have a lot to add (pictures, I need pictures!) but this is a start.  Now I can show you some of the latest things I’m working on and give you, dear readers, the first chance to have them, should you so desire!

Thank you, Matt, for all your hard work. You did Fabuloso.

Speaking of Fabuloso, have you ever used that product to clean your floors? My mom swears by it and she doesn’t even swear…but she DOES have fabulously clean floors…or should I say, FABULOSOLY. You knew I couldn’t resist that one, right?

However…cleaning is not what I’m going to talk about today…yesterday was devoted to cleaning and I don’t think I can handle two days in a row.

It has been gloriously sunny out and Yippee! I sure do love it! Over the weekend, there was the strangeness of snow in odd places~ Oklahoma, Texas, Arkansas. I was looking at our naked grass and sunshine and amazed that snowy Minnesota was catching a break. I think God did that just for me. He knew another snow might just keel me over…

Every year around this time, I wake up and just feel better. Even if I’m sick…my brain perks up and just feels better. I don’t know if it’s the sun or the lack of snow or the birds chirping…or all of the above. But when I think I can’t take another day of not feeling like my normal sunny self, I wake up and feel like I’m BACK.

That hasn’t QUITE happened yet.

Hahaha

Sorry. Sometimes I laugh at my own self. I know that’s annoying.

But I feel really CLOSE. And I’m very relieved about that.

This winter came close to doing me in. And I’m not the only one who had a similar experience.

I’m not quite sure what’s going on with me and so many that I know, but it’s been a hard one. Sickness, job struggles, losing homes, depression, marriages crumbling…the list is vast, but the gist is the same. It’s been a hard season. Or two. Or three.

Spring comes in, shy at first…with the blush of someone who has been away too long, not quite sure of its footing…

Buds form, the grass gives itself a good shake and decides to wake up…

Tiny sparrows flutter about, looking for a place to call home…

And in the place of cold, grey, dark skies, and icy sidewalks…

Frostbitten fingers and no green in sight…

Hope is reborn.

For today, let’s dance in the sunshine and lift our faces to the sky.

You dance your way and I’ll dance mine.

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Spirit Fall

March 23, 2010

I got a little spirit of Spring Cleaning on me yesterday.

I don’t know about you, but whenever I feel the URGE to clean, I go with it…because I know it might be a while before I actually DESIRE to do a heavy cleaning.

Oh yes, I clean on a semi-frequent basis, but I usually never do it because it’s my desire…it’s usually because someone is coming over in about 29 minutes and 33 seconds and I know that I’d rather them not see the dust that is accumulating on the piano and under the couch and on the bookshelves…and the wood on the blue chairs…and the TV…and the…well…you catch my drift.

It’s a good thing we have a lot of company.

The other day there was a Very Tall Man in my kitchen. It was all fine and good until he stood by my refrigerator and I realized with horror that he would be able to see the top of my refrigerator if he should be so inclined.

I wanted to holler, “DO NOT look at the top of my refrigerator!”

But I knew it would be one of those things that when you say something like, DON’T LOOK AT MY DECK!, of COURSE, the person looks at that very thing. (This actually happened to me and then I decided since a handful had looked~ after me saying, DON’T LOOK AT MY DECK!~ then I may as well share it with the whole lot of you.)

It’s human nature. We can’t NOT look.

So I held my breath until he got past the refrigerator. Whew. Hopefully the dust bunnies aren’t indelibly printed in his brain now…you know, if he sneaked a peek when I wasn’t looking…

Indigo’s room got the blessing yesterday. He’s been pretty sick and I decided to go all Mama Bear on his room. Germs: Stay BACK! Get OUT! DePART!

I worked until I wheezed. That seems to be my criterion for work these days. Work ‘Til Ya Wheeze. Doesn’t take much, so it keeps working to a minimum…which could be a blessing, depending on how you look at it.

*Someday I’ll talk about asthma on here. I hate it with a passion. Loathe. It.

Right now I choose to talk about happier things. Like CLEANING.

I’m hoping the spirit falls again today. There are a few other things that could still stand to be done…

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Life Is More Than Toots

March 22, 2010

Thank you so much for all your prayers and sweet thoughts over the last few days. It’s been a whirlwind of a few days. What else is new?

Nate had to have emergency surgery on Wednesday night to have his appendix removed. While we were waiting to see the results of his CT scan, we watched an appendectomy on YouTube. Ewwwwwww. But, what we learned from that is that there has been dramatic improvements in the surgery the last few years and that we wanted him to definitely have the laparoscopic appendectomy and NOT the one where they cut you open. So when we found out that yes, he WAS having appendicitis, would have to have surgery, and that his appendix was in an unusual place…and that they really might HAVE to do the Old School Appendectomy, we were really concerned.

The difference between the two surgeries is dramatic. In the Old School Version, they cut the muscle and it takes 4-6 weeks to recover. You can’t lift anything and have to be soooo careful. With the laparoscopic or the “Lappy Appy”, as the Medical Professionals call it, you have a few days of recovery, but can lift things right away, etc. Not that you WANT to lift things right away, but…anyway. We wanted THAT one.

So we prayed and I had a little moment when he was being rolled back into the surgery where I was really nervous…it was all happening so fast and neither of us have had any major surgeries…so it was a scary moment.

But when the doc came out an hour later and said he was able to get it out laparoscopically….I was SO relieved. But then he said something that I knew was not wise with Nate…

“With this surgery, I only have two rules…you can EAT whatever you want and you can DO whatever you want…”

Now for most people, they’d laugh and think, Well, I’ll still be careful…but he didn’t know who he was talking to…Nate took that and ran with it.

So when he was having trouble holding anything in his stomach for any length of time, he was still ready to see what all he could eat from the hospital menu. Because there were LOTS of CHOICES! He quickly found out that even though he could, “Do whatever he wanted and EAT whatever he wanted,” that maybe he really shouldn’t…

Have you ever had surgery of any kind? Did you know that the nurses quickly turn into creatures who want to know Everything about Anything related to Bowels and Gas? Their exact words were that they would throw a party when Nate first passed gas.

Well, Nate doesn’t do that.

No, he doesn’t.

I know what you’re thinking, but…no. He doesn’t.

Ok. Maybe a LITTLE…

Can I just tell you in the almost 16 years that we’ve been married, I can count on one hand the times I’ve heard him pass gas? And one of those he blamed on a mouse. The other times were legitimate~ he was in the restroom.

So that doesn’t really count.

Does it?

*I asked for permission to talk about this…just to put your minds at ease right now.*

I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this very wonderful characteristic, the lack of “Shooting the Bunny” or “Stepping on a Nail” or a “Mouse Squeak”. So he might be constipated half the time…welcome to my world. (Sorry. I realize this falls under the category of “TMI”…Too Much Information…)

However, having surgery and all, Nate pulled out the ole doctor’s orders on me, thinking that he could just do Whatever He Wanted and call it, “Doctor’s Orders…”

I told him he had a “Free Week” where he could do it all he wanted…on account of surgery and all….but NOT to get any ideas!

This is NOT a House of Gas.

Anyway…sorry. After being in a hospital for a couple days, I realize everything really does just go back to a few basic elements, the most critical being: How much do we eliminate?

Got distracted there…back to the story…

Nate was discharged from the hospital at noon on Friday and was at a sound check for a choir concert at 5 that evening. Our choir concerts aren’t mild, they’re actually quite wild. He played keyboards and guitar and rocked the house a bit at the concert that evening.

The next day we had company from Nebraska who were talking about doing a project with him. We so enjoyed meeting them and spending time throughout the day getting to know them. It was an all day affair though and Nate was upright the whole 5 or 6 hours.

Nate finally laid down for a while early that evening. When he did, he realized he had a fever. He’d been instructed to let the doctor know if it went above 101 and it did, so we called and the doc said to go to the ER. We did and were there 5 hours. Got home at 1:30 AM. They thought it wasn’t an infection, so that put us at ease…but wouldn’t you then go to bed and stay there a while? Maybe even a couple days?

Not if you’re Nate…

He went and led worship yesterday morning and then from there went to the airport and went to Nashville…he’ll be working there until Thursday.

Doesn’t it just make your heart palpitate a little bit to think of all that?

It does mine.

I think I might have to go use my puffers right now…just thinking about it.

The kids and I have had colds or some other such foolishness. We’re sneezing and wheezing and blowing and hacking. By yesterday it made me just want to go to bed and stay there a while. I had to think of Nate and that he just had surgery and was still going full throttle.

It made me feel very, very guilty…and weak…and wimpy.

But I rolled over and slept another couple hours.

I’ll be strong another day.

Or maybe I’ll just have another nap.

But I will NOT pass gas. Just so we’re clear on THAT.

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Surgery

March 18, 2010

Say a prayer for Nate…

He had emergency surgery last night to get his appendix removed.

He cracked jokes from the time he got to the hospital, as they were rolling him down the hall, when they rolled him back in the room to recover and during all the painful and uncomfortable times in between…it was even funnier after he had the pain meds in him.

Bless his heart, though, it was NOT fun.

Thank God he’s OK. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I ended up staying at the hospital with him~ thank you, Nama, for taking care of the kids. I’m still here now. He’s had a really rough night.

Keep him in your prayers today, would you please?

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I Wish I Owned Stock In…

March 17, 2010

Bobby Pins~ I must have bought 1,000,684,002 bobby pins in my lifetime and still only have a couple when I need them.

Disposable Coffee Cups and Sleeves~ They are just so doggone handy.

Wet Wipes~ Self-explanatory, but I’ll elaborate. Wet Wipes clean bottoms and hands and noses and milky lips and stains on the clothes and doggy accidents and the car’s interior and even the tires if you wanted and then…you can throw them away. Genius!

Garbage bags~ For all those wet wipes…and because everyone is always going to have trash…no matter how much they recycle.

Thread~ A stitch or two and you-name-it is as good as new.

Paper~ Everything that is anything is either housed in paper or comes to life on paper.

Hangers~ Every household has them and you always need a few more.

Windshield Wiper Fluid~ It’s come up on here before, but I’ll say it again…I think Windshield Wiper Fluid is one of man’s greatest inventions. I wish I’d thought of it. Rue the man who comes between me and my Windshield Wiper Fluid.

And last, but not least…

Toilet paper, exclusive, but not entirely independent of the Paper above~ Go to Russia and you’ll have a whole new appreciation for it. You won’t ask why I Wish I Owned Stock in Toilet Paper, you’ll wish YOU Owned Stock in Every Brand, even the Generic.

Oh! and…

Peet’s Major Dickinson’s Coffee Beans~ Try it and you’ll understand. It puts all other coffees on the defensive. If I Owned Stock, I wouldn’t have to be resentful that there aren’t any Peet’s in Minnesota~ I’d have my own Stock. Heehee.

Pardon me, a little Wall Street humor comes out of me when I talk this Stock lingo.

AND…this really is the last one…

I Wish I Owned Stock In…

Those paddles with the ball attached that you try to hit many, MANY times in quick succession~ Because the Lord knows how many of those I’ve bought for my children…and um, myself. It’s always a crowd-pleaser, even if the ball only stays attached after approximately 15.2 hits. It’s one of those timeless gifts.

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Just Keepin’ It Real

March 16, 2010

I apologize from the bottom of my heart for what I’m about to show you…just keepin’ it real.

There are some benefits to snow.


Not sure what that is? Let me give you a closer look.


That’s my deck. And until yesterday afternoon, it was covered with you-know-what. That beautiful white, fluffy snow has been covering up the filth all winter, giving us the illusion of a clean and lovely deck…with puddles of yellow here and there…but another snow would come along, leaving white loveliness.

Leave it to the sun to come along and blow that myth out of the water.

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