Jumping into the Christmas tree....

I'm getting older and starting to tell the same stories....so if you have heard this one...you can skip to the next chapter!

When I was about 3 years old, I got so angry I jumped off this lady's stairs and INTO her Christmas tree!

My kids love this story because I am a strict mother and I would have spanked them "up one leg and back down the other" if they had ever done anything like that!!

The story?

It is simple. The lady gave my two sisters clown dolls that she made and gave me a butterfly necklace....

This was not acceptable.

She had stairs with a landing. I flung myself off the landing and into her Christmas tree.

(not quite like this....but close...no star...and not happy)

That is all I remember. I have no idea if I was punished when my mother came to pick us up. I know my sisters were there. I remember a shocked look on my oldest sister's face.

I was recently reminded of this because I have always had anger issues. Anger rises in me with a boiling feeling that starts in the pit of my stomach.

Sometimes, I have much to regret.
Sometimes, I find myself funny...

Most of the time, I find the anger of others funny...

Yesterday, I witnessed the anger of an individual....I will admit that he was an individual with special needs. I have worked with the special needs population most of my life. WHO he is did not have anything to do with his circumstance. It only altered the situation because he handled it openly, in public, for everyone to hear....

I laughed. It was funny! I was sure that we have all been in his situation: mad at our job, frustrated, angry. Most of us would have had the conversation in our heads! I have not been diagnosed with special needs BUT I tend to handle it in the open like this young man....

Young man gathering the grocery carts. He walks away to get more. The carts begin to roll.
"Stay."
He walks away to gather more carts and stack them together. They are crooked and won't line up.
"Stop it!"
He tries to readjust the carts. He becomes frustrated. He shakes the carts back and forth.
"You're ruining my life!"
He walks away and then quickly turns to face the carts....he lowers his voice and glares at the carts..
"Stop telling lies about me!"

Now before you all think I am horrible for finding this humorous, I will explain again...
I felt the need to "jump into the Christmas tree"!!


I was sitting in the car with my window rolled down and I wanted to say "I know! They do tell lies!"....but I don't like it when people get involved in my anger issues....he didn't look like he wanted visitors in his!

I felt his anger, I felt the frustration....

My THANKS! to the Old Goat...

well, either certain family was tired of reading about how to dry clothes....OR...

they were recently embarrassed by some inappropriate public scratching...

We were not getting used to the "sandpaper" feeling of the underwear!!

The parts were purchased and the dryer is fixed!

My THANKS! to the Old Goat (Jeff's dad). He was always fixing things while Jeff was growing up and Jeff was always watching!!

I have found this to be one of the most (and many) useful (and attractive) things about Jeff!! OF COURSE he is the best thing any girl could LOOK AT....but to be able to fix ANYTHING....that is HOT!


Jeff (middle goat) watched videos on the internet, took the dryer apart, put in the new parts, and put it back together....

The parts that caused so much trouble were not much bigger than quarters!

 Dryer completely apart.....Jeff attaching new parts

Putting it all back together!

 Back together...AND WORKING!

 While Jeff is cleaning up his tools, I snap a pic of his lint head....Gives me an idea...If those weirdos can make money off of hair implants, hair remedies, and even spray paint for heads....I could sell my lint to people that won't embrace that BALD IS HANDSOME.....hmmmmmm...I wonder.....

Ok, another MAZ chapter is closed...for now...no more drying clothes stories.....

BUT you won't believe what I did to my 14 yr. old! I have been sworn to secrecy for now! Give me about a week....and then I will share!! 

oscar MAZ grouch

Last night we had some wild wind and rain!

The storm was so loud it sounded like several fire hoses were aimed right at our house on full blast!

Usually during a storm like this I wake up full of worry....

*will it be the front or back tree that falls

*what is that noise....the leak in our room, the laundry room, the window leak...

I can't sleep for worrying about the financial damage the storm is causing!!

I love storms but over the years I have not been able to enjoy one of God's most fantastic entertainments!!

After this year's FREEDOM that I have experienced, I woke up about 2am this morning and I did not immediately stiffen with this gripping worry....

I was able to listen and enjoy the storm!

HOWEVER, my quirks kicked in...and I began to think about our garbage on the edge of the street....

During these types of storms, our street starts to resemble a small river....it was very windy....

I got up to....of all things....CHECK ON OUR GARBAGE!!!

I looked out of the window and...

My garbage instantly reassured me it had not blown over or down the street!

I got back in bed and Jeff asked sleepily, "what's wrong..."

As it came out of my mouth, I realized how stupid it sounded and I started laughing...

"I was just checking on our garbage....bwhahahahahhaha..."

Jeff didn't make a sound....guess he is used to me after all these years!

This morning....I looked out the window again before the city picked up the garbage and I swore I made a connection with my garbage can!!

my new obsession

What began as a minor inconvenience, then quickly was realized "no problem at all!"...has become my new fun obsession!

I wasn't going to tell anybody for fear that everyone would think I was strange...

...but then I remembered..."I AM CLASSIC MAZ"

I have blogged about diarrhea, sinus infections, visits to my obgyn, and every single flaw I have!!!

This is me in my new daily routine! I know! I look great in my new long legs and blond hair!!

OK, here it goes...my name is MAZ and:

I look forward to the washing machine finishing its job so that I can figure out the best and most efficient way to hang each article of clothing and each towel or linen...

Hanging each article, rotating them, figuring out the puzzle...I am trying to find the fastest way to get them to dry! It is exciting!

ALSO...

Our oven quit working in the spring...I have not found the joy of cooking quite so entertaining because I have always hated cooking! 

BUT I really have not missed my oven that much....because I am not a cook!

We have been able to fix our meals on the grill, in the crock pot, toaster oven and on the stove!!

I share these two "inconveniences"...not to say "whaa whaa, poor me!" but, to either encourage someone in my same situation...OR to alert others that we Americans really are spoiled!!

I recently made a WANT list and a NEED list....to get my priorities straight!! 

the dryer and the oven ended up on my WANT list and NOT at the top!!

Don't get me wrong! I'll be happy the day I get my oven, and dryer, and ....,....,.!!! BUT because of life choices WE made, we are not able to IMMEDIATELY get what we want....and I think that has stretched us (painfully at times) to be people we might not have become.....

damp, wrinkled, lightly toasted.....but happy!

CITY SERVE!

I am so excited about this year's City Serve.

Once a year, our church sets aside a weekend to volunteer at various ministries in our city. We have a dinner and speaker on Friday night, we serve on Saturday, and then "wrap it up" with our Sunday sermons.

This years speaker on Friday night is Brian Fikkert. He wrote When Helping Hurts. I really enjoyed reading this "uncomfortable" book. I urge you to read it and then you will understand why it made me uncomfortable! He makes some great points backed with great examples and lessons on how helping, volunteering and some ministries have ultimately hurt people when they were intended to help them!

Another great idea and practice of our church is:

*you don't "HELP" one weekend or holiday...out of the year..you do it year round!

Did you know that if you choose Jesus, you choose to serve?

(those are my words, not Fikkert...I'm done talking about him)

I think people miss that sometimes. Many people think "my spouse is a giver enough for both of us" or " we give financially, instead" or "I am too busy with the kids, work, school..."

The list could go on...

As christians, we are here for one reason....

It is VERY hard to live in this world: financially, medically, family obligations, etc

We weren't made to keep up with the world's demands. We were made to glorify God.

.......I know.....I am doing it again....serious, church chat....sheesh...don't know what to do with the MAZ!!

I have another blog about teaching and parenting. The last post is about teaching your kids to serve!

You might want to check it out!

Genuine, Lasting Change

MAZ gets serious...for a moment...

I was surprised at all the emails, messages, phone calls and comments after my post about the last visit to Max's doctor! I thought maybe everyone had "seen" enough of my posting about Max's illness so I tried to do a quick "wrap it up" post. I am afraid it was too vague!

Several of you were concerned that the doctor felt that there was not anything wrong with Max, that nothing could be done for Max, or some were just confused...

I understand! When I left the doctor, I was very emotional. I was tearful.

I am stressed, tired, confused....and as I said in the other post...uncomfortable!
I want a diagnosis, a name, some meds (for Max, not me....well?) and a time frame of when this will be over!

The doctor told us that if Max was a girl, it would be easy. He MIGHT be able to tell us that it MIGHT be Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. The symptoms might fit but it is common in girls and RARELY if EVER found in boys.

He also told us to look for a couple of other symptoms if Max gets ill again. I have not noticed the symptoms in previous "episodes", but I will look! If these symptoms show, then it could be several other things he mentioned. (the names are too big for me to remember or spell)

All the illnesses he mentioned are not serious but they are illnesses that would stay with the individual!

The doctor told us how to deal with an individual that has a reoccurring illness:
*don't stay up late
*don't sleep late
*don't pamper them
*make them go on with life as well as they can

I already do these things because I am high-strung and type A! He joked about this with me....I actually think he was making fun of me and I told him "to watch it!"

I want to share the following with my readers in case you are going through the same sort of trials....

God is not only allowing Max's illness this year, but he has allowed our family to be uncomfortable in many other ways. Nothing tragic or huge, but enough for us to know that WE are not in control and WE can not help ourselves. At first, I threw a pity party (and from time-to-time I still do) BUT I have seen a HUGE change in the lives of both of my boys. Jeff and I have TOGETHER given our concerns to God and as a family we pray TOGETHER for our needs!
I would not trade this year for anything!

The boys have learned by example what God has asked a working man to do, a husband to do, a father to do....(because Jeff puts God first!)

The boys have learned (by me saying Don't Do As I Do, Do As the Bible says) what a wife should do, a mother should do......because I act first and think later, then pray later...then have to go back and apologize and tell the kids what SHOULD have been done....they are getting used to me :/

Those of you that know me.....I don't like gettin' "all spiritual talk".....but I Need my Lord...I love my Lord.....

I have to give back "my control" to Him minute by minute!

Turtle necks, button downs, and pantyhose

Turtle necks, button down shirts and pantyhose/tights were the worst things I could think of wearing when I was younger.

IT ITCHES!!!

I would squirm and scratch and whine from toddler years through college years and even some of my adult days....

I have learned to wear these items and now, I even like to wear turtle necks.....they are comfortable ...

We all have our sensory issues and comfort zones...

This summer has been very uncomfortable for me and you may have witnessed me flouncing around screaming "it itches!!"......sorry ....and there may be more episodes...

Even though the trials of the summer have not been tragic, they have made me very uncomfortable and "itchy".....and no matter how hard I have tried...I have not been able to loosen the tight turtle neck, soften the stiff button down, or rip off the binding tights!! I must wear them. I must learn that either they will become comfortable or I will eventually be able to put my sweatpants and t-shirt on when the time is right!!

Side note......We had our last meeting (as far as we know) with the doctor at Lebonheur. 

Thankfully, all of the tests done on Max came back negative. The doctor advised us how to deal with individuals that have reoccurring illnesses. 

Thankfully, I am naturally this way (scheduled, not pampering, etc). He does not expect to need to see Max again. 

There is not a diagnosis. 

We look at this as a good thing, because that means he will get better and is probably already getting better! He feels fine now...thankfully!!

However, I like answers.....so this is one more thing I am learning to wear....

I am itchy.....