Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
We are in Northern KY...just a couple of hours outside of Louisville. Enjoying a country Christmas. My view this morning was of a beautiful pond in the backyard.
Sometimes we are blessed in mysterious ways. Quiet ways. Not always how we percieve or anticipate. So if today you find yourself dissapointed in any thing or any way, focus on the blessings you recieved that you did not expect...because I am sure you will find them.
My love sent to you this Christmas,
Monday, December 22, 2008
Emmanuel and I exchanged our one present to each other on Sunday afternoon...the reason being that instead of buying multiple gifts for each other, we just bought one and then took each other shopping for winter clothes.
(Today was 3 degrees outside and our California remnant of a wardrobe is just not cutting it.)
Emmanuel totally surprised me with a new perfume!! He handed me the bag and said...
" I know you know what it is"
"No I really don't" I said....but inside I was guessing a sweater since I complain of being cold all the time.
Much to my surprise I found two huge bottles of Calvin Klein "Euphoria" in my gift bag!! It is seriously the largest and most beautiful bottle of perfume I have ever owned.
"Babe," I said.. "Why did you think I would guess this"?
"Because when I came home from shopping I smelled so strongly of women's perfume that I rushed upstairs and scrubbed my hands. I was tempted to take a shower but I figured that would be too obvious. I thought you must have smelled all the perfume on me and known that is what I bought!" Said Emmanuel
So now...my new smell is euphoric and it will last me a very long time...
Thanks Babe for a great Christmas present!!!
Friday, December 19, 2008
I have on Tommy Hilfiger jeans, caramel colored boots, a white button down shirt with a blue quarter length sleeve sweater over the top. I am thinking I look pretty cute for casual Friday right?
Eman comes to kiss me goodbye this morning and his comment was "You look gay"
I spinned around and said "WHAT?"
He said.." Well you don't look gay but you look like the gay lady on TV.... you know Ellen, she dresses like that".
I said "Ok so do I look like Ellen or do I look Gay because I think there is a difference'!
The verdict - a peck on the cheek and a quick comment that I of course did not look gay and looked beautiful.
But all day I have been wondering?????
Thursday, December 18, 2008
This Christmas is not quite shaping up how I had envisioned it. We have gotten lots of bad news in the last two weeks that have altered what I envisioned our first Christmas in our home to be like.
I am choosing, by sheer gut power of my will to focus on my blessings instead of what my imagination is telling me should have been.
Although the attached picture is of our apartment in San Diego, we have the same exact little tree and little stockings...only this year they are hanging over my lovely gas fireplace. Up against my newly painted wall inside my very own living room.
I may not have been able to put the presents under it that I wanted, or cook the meal that I was hoping, but we are safe, we are warm, we are healthy and we are happy.
You will not be getting a Christmas card from me this year...but I plan on doing what I did this year and send out Easter cards instead. :) You will probably spend more time reading it anyway.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thanksgiving is coming up and in essence it is the time to be thankful, I found myself thanking God for several things this week. Below is the list with a short commentary on each one.
My husband- This week we went to financial counseling through our church and I was so proud of him as together we humbled ourself before God and our counselor asking for wisdom into our finances. We are learning so much together and I am blessed to be his partner. Learning to save and invest is our newest journey.
My Attached Garage = This week we got a foot of snow! I was so thankful for not only my attached garage that kept my car clean and warm, but for the HOA fee I pay every month so someone will come plow my road and driveway. Thank you Lord!! If I "get" to live in Ohio for a while than I am so thankful someone else is taking care of my snow.
Consignment Shops- I was able to buy a designer pair of pants, an Adidas fleece and two cashmere/wool sweaters very cheaply! Very nice and warm when it is 26 degrees out.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
All this drama and I can't even post a picture. Our camera is broke. :)
Tonight we are having a small open house for my co-workers and a few people from our gym. I am hoping it will be fun! I have never had co-workers over like this but I think it will be a great group. It will be nice to fill up the house and have some action... Thankfully also we have a packed weekend with people from Church. The Agbovi's are making friends!!! YEAH!!!
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
Sometimes not having kids has certain disadvantages. Like when you go to the zoo and there is no one to get excited about seeing a monkey for the first time. Or when you want an excuse to go get an ice cream cone and there are no little ones around to take the blame. Or when Christmas rolls around and the excitement level is lacking.
I came across another such time. The Donut Man is coming to our church tonight. I LOVE the Donut Man and think he is such a talented singer/songwriter. I used to watch and listen with my little brothers and sisters.
I am a brave person...but certainly not brave enough to walk into church without a child. Haha...that would just be weird. So, I sent "invitations" to at least 4 people I knew with kids. I figured if any of them took the bait I could just tag right along and no one at church would know the wiser. My infatuation with the Duncan the Singing Donut would be my little secret. Did it work? Nope...no one has heard of him. (insane I know)
But then to my rescue comes my friend Allyson who also does not have children! We are borrowing her 4 neices and proudly attending the performance tonight. I will be in charge of two and she will have the other two. The best part....they will have a ton of fun, I will get to enjoy the performance, their parents get a night off and then they go home!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
It was, hands down, the funniest practical joke I’ve ever seen.
A few days ago a Chinese person called us, speaking no English, and asked where we live. I told him I didn’t know him and wouldn’t be telling him where I live! He asked if any Chinese people lived with us, and I assured him they did not. The rest of what he tried to say was lost on me. After I hung up, I said aloud, “I hope that wasn’t a package delivery company.”
Yesterday afternoon I received another phone call, this time from a gal who spoke fair English. She said she had a package for “Mr. Garry” and wanted directions to our apartment and to know if we’d be home between 7 and 8 pm.
At 7:30, we all heard a funny cry outside our apartment door. I went to the door, but the sound was so pathetic, I was afraid to open the door. I was afraid something was injured in our hall. Garry came to open the door, and at the same time the phone rang. Manda answered and a gal told her, “Your package is outside your door.” Oh.
Garry started to laugh, and Manda ran out with him. They brought in, on a leash, a goat. A kid, less than a foot tall and bleating for all it was worth. Around the little darling’s neck was a cardboard sign tied on with a bit of green plastic bag: “To Gary Shultz, From Emmanuel Agbovi. Note: Payment for my wife.” On the reverse it said, “Give me milk 6 times per day for 2 months… I eat grass!” With him was a pet bottle.
We laughed till we cried. Nicole looked on the Internet for whether a goat can drink cow’s milk. I alternately sat and paced, realizing that there was no way we could keep the goat. We live in an apartment, with no outside space and very thin walls. By now all of our neighbors knew we had a goat! In order to have a cat in the house, we had filled out a lot of paperwork, gotten permission from the apartment owners, and paid a hefty deposit. What would they say about a goat? Manda called her friends to come and see it. Garry called people who might know someone who would want a goat. Nicole tried to feed the baby. It drank a little and fell asleep with her petting it. Manda’s friends came by to see it.
Who sent the goat? Oh, we knew quite well who sent it: our new son-in-law! For over a year, Garry has been teasing him that if he wanted to marry his daughter, Mary, he would need to pay a dowry. Since he was a poor college student, Garry said one goat would be sufficient. I asked Garry this morning if he had learned his lesson about saying such things, and his reply was, “I’m thinking about Christmas…”
Now for the glory part of the story, the part where Father’s amazing hand shows through it all.
My friend Kristen called asking if it were true that we had a goat. I said it was indeed true, and she laughed to hear it bleating in the background. We talked about what we could do with this little treasure, whom Manda had now named Rupert. Options included finding a friend of a friend out in the country who would be thrilled with a goat or driving along the freeway until we saw a goat herder and giving him a gift. As we talked, between us we came up with a possible family for the goat – the Vanderlaans. They have been known to raise pigs and chickens in the past, so just maybe… I called them. They were excited! They said it was an answer to their recent Thoughts, and that their daughter is allergic to cow’s milk and they have been contemplating learning to raise a goat to provide the milk they need. They were willing to take the little fur ball within the hour! So we bundled it up in a towel and all of us got in a taxi for the end of this fun story.
We passed the bundle off to the Vanderlaans successfully, and everyone involved was happy. Their goat was delivered to our address!
August 24, 2006
Today, Garry spoke to Elizabeth Vanderlaan, who says they think our goat is a female sheep, but that it is certainly well-loved by her children! The little girl is taken for walks five times a day and cuddled and played with in between. A home-schooling family appears to be the perfect place for the little darling! Yeah!
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Thanks for your prayers that my awful week would end up better..
Besides alot of boring legal networking there really isn't anything exciting to blog about my trip. We were in conference all day but did enjoy a nice dinner out on the city Thursday night. The topic was all about a new toy legislation that Congress thinks will make children safer..but the reality is it won't. :) Good news I know for you Mom's who read my blog...
Anyway it is back to real life. Went to a free pilates class this morning and really enjoyed it. Went to get some laundry soap so I can do my laundry while I bake a batch of chocolate chips cookies and watch the first season of Alias. Oh and I also picked up the third book in the WICKED series so will enjoy that this weekend. So I am headed home to multi task in all of the above areas. :) Have a great weekend...
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
7 am Sunday morning we get woke up by the police. Our friend Franck has flipped and totaled his car on his way home from the night shift and is being delivered at our doorstep while his car is being hauled away. Thankfully he was not hurt- nor hurt anyone else but that means we are now his chauffer.
Monday- my laptop at work keeps freezing
Tuesday- my laptop dies completely
Only positive thing that has happened so far is a phenomenal yoga class at my gym Monday night. Yes- I do Yoga. It probably is inline with my voting for Barack Obama. The right wing liberal that I am now. Meditating and voting for a Democrat. They probably go hand in hand...
Pray that my Wednesday is a better day. Because I am on an airplane from Cleveland to Philadelphia- Philadelphia to DC- DC Metro to my hotel. And I HATE public transportation. Something bad always happens to me on Public Transportation. "Hard to be Hot"
Saturday, October 25, 2008
I was herded like cattle with at least 200+ other people while we waited for 4 workers to shout our names into the crowd for our ballot. I waited for 45 minutes to try and hear my name called...has no one heard of microphones? Seriously...
Anyway..the deed has been done. I voted for Barack Obama!
The week ahead should be great. I leave Wednesday afternoon for a CPSC conference in Washington DC. I am really looking forward to traveling and also the conference. It directly relates to my job so it will be invaluable information. There is so much changing in the Toy Industry that it is hard to keep up.
Anyway..that is the Saturday afternoon news flash for Mary Agbovi..
Over and Out
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Here it is- I have done absolutley nothing worth blogging about. :) I guess if I thought about it..that would probably be my ideal vacation. I mean who needs the hassle of airplanes, romantic beaches, shopping, pedicures and fancy dinners. Totally over rated.
It is much better to use your days off for sleeping!
So I write this blog this morning still in my PJ's- a peppermint mocha coffee that I made myself in my hand. My husband is off to work with a great breakfast in his tummy and a packed lunch in his hand.
I leave you with a thought for my next blog. What is Normal?
Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for - in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it. - Ellen Goodman
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
We need to start our own business....we have awesome people skills, organizational leadership. But what to do?? This is our big question!!
Some of the top ideas
- Importing coconut and marketing a toasted snack from an African recipe
- Creating a training program for small business - or consulting
- Just having a lot of kids to keep us busy and occupied
Saturday, October 11, 2008
As the week progresses I will let you know if anything cool transpires. Right now it is looking like a lot of reading, sleeping, movies, yoga and gym time. :)
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
This is the topic of our Sunday School class. We are reading a book with this title and from the minute I heard it...it has rubbed me the wrong way. Hopefully I am alone in this...hopefully my background and the filter with which I view the world, life and my relationship with God makes me singular in my contempt.
Suburbia is by definition = a residential area outside the city center.
Culturally I guess we all have a picture in our mind when we think of the suburbs... Starbucks, Suv's, Cute houses, kids running in the streets, book clubs, yard sales.... Sounds like a scary place to me!
Trying to keep an open mind...I began reading the book. I figured if I was going to have an opinion...it should at least be an educated one. I got to page two and closed it...I just can't bring myself to do it... Every barb at suburban life was like a knife in my heart.
Maybe the reason is this. I love the suburbs. It is safe.... It is what I have prayed for, put myself through college for, moved 2000 miles for... I see the suburbs as an answer to prayer and a gift from God. Finally I have my own yard, finally I have my own cute little house, it will be my kids soon running through the sprinklers.
Does this make me less dependant on God? I guess maybe it could...if my heart was not so full of gratitude for what He has done in my life.
I am getting teased at work because of it's length! But I didn't pick it so personally I think it is too long also.
Manager of Regulatory Compliance & Consumer Incidents
A mouthful right? "Turn over business card for rest of title".
At our cubicles we each have a name plate...we were encouraged to put something clever under our names so if you think of anything let me know.
The view from my new desk is GORGEOUS also... I have a panoramic view out the front of the building. The grass is always landscaped and the trees are turning colors right now. We went running last night down at the lake to get the benefits of this autumn season. :) Life is good today.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Now that I started this blog...I actually think of so many things to put on it!! There was an episode last night...driving to work this morning...what happened during my day....etc
So I guess I will just write what I am thinking about right now. I am thinking about a song sung by Pink. Now I am not especially proud that I know the lyrics to her songs but the episode last night triggered it.
For some reason- we can blame it on being female...I had a good cry last night. It was a deep sobbing kind of cry. Curled up in the fetal position on the floor kind of cry. Compared to my last post you may seem surprised that I can succumb to such behaviour. Believe me it doesn't happen often- that is God's blessing on my husband! After figuring out he was not the cause of my breakdown he gently tried to pull out what was wrong. He let me garble out some silly phrases...choke out a few answers to his questions..and then he figured me out. "Babe" he said- "Do you feel safe?"
Now I have always thought of my husband as insightful but this took the cake. He hit my issue on the head. I was not feeling safe at the moment. And you know what I was afraid of....myself. I was feeling small, insignificant, insecure. For no apparent reason but a multiple of them at the same time. Does this ever happen to you? Life just kind of overhwhelms you?
There is nothing stopping me from reaching my goals, I have a great life. I have a great husband and yet the thing I fear the most is myself. I fear falling flat on my face and not having the strength to stand up. I fear going down a wrong path and not realizing it. But what a fog of smoke and mirrors. God is here with me...holding my hand. Not only does he protect me from evil out there....he will protect me from myself. His spirit in me will keep my mind and heart.
So today I put on my power suit, drank my starbucks and accepted my promotion with all the strength and dignity I really wasn't feeling. Thank God for his protection, protection from ourselves.
"Every day I fight a war against the mirror- Im a hazard to myself. Dont let me get me, I'm my own worst enemy"
Monday, September 29, 2008
One of my main goals in life is to write a book and speak at Women's conferences. I have such a passion for Christian Women. We need mentoring, leadership skills, help with our relationships and careers. Sometimes I feel so stagnant as a woman I could scream. Typical women's ministry consists of tea parties, bake sales, book clubs and social dinners... (this is a generalization but I think you know it to be true).
I was reading today about the 50 most powerful women by Fortune magazine. I would love to meet some of them and ask how they made it so far. Are they Christians? Did they have to sacrifice their morality for that power? I am young and hopeful enough to hope and pray that not all of them did. I am strong enough to believe that you can keep your dignity and be a women leader...
But I slightly digress. Back to the point of my blog title....
Growing up there was one name that was like poison cast upon my young girlish heart...Eve. Her name brought fear and shame upon me. That wicked woman with the apple- responsible for all our sin and pain. She was the cause of it all. Women can't be trusted, women have evil ingrained in their very being. Her husband couldn't rely on her. God couldn't rely on her.
How my heart broke with Eve's burden. How she messed it up for us all! But I could never hate her, no I pitied her. Knowing how emotional God created us, how sensitive we are- she must have felt and grieved for what she had done like none of us have ever suffered. She went from perfect union with her husband. She had a perfect relationship with God. She knew what it was supposed to be like and then- when it wasn't. That was seriously lower than your worst PMS day ladies....
Especially as a young girl I was burdened with how God viewed Eve. Was I cloaked with an extra coat of shame because I was born a woman? I felt like my life was dictated by the fact that somehow I was more evil, less intelligent and destined for failure because of my sex.
Many things have brought me from this mindset...but one important light bulb, God moment stands out. You may have heard sermons preached on this point...but personally I never have. That moment is when Jesus arose. Now not in the Easter version "Up from the Grave He Arose" type of viewpoint. But after he arose.....the first person to see him....a woman.
Somehow it seems like a restoration. Eve brought sin first into the world, but Mary was first to see salvation from it. Eve experienced the first seperation from God, Mary experienced the first restoration of our relationship with God.
And so the name of my Blog. Being a woman is a beautiful thing. God created me. He knows me. He forgives me. He restored me. I can be proud that Eve was the mother of us all... and I am her daughter.