I kind of wanted to write about something interesting, something kind of high brow like. So, I pondered and pondered. nothing. So, like Winnie the Pooh, I tried singing a little hum de dum tee diddle do.. and when that didn't work, I tried blitzing.
Ah, nothing clears the mind like a good blitz. A good family blitz and some fresh cleaning products makes my life special.
And I remembered something funny that happened this week, except it isn't really funny or weird. Here's what happened.
For a while now, we have befriended a young man who recently got saved. Rather than hang out with the unsaved friends at work or the match-making crowd in the mega-churches, he has decided to hang out at our humpty dumpty farm chapel and with our family. Almost every single time I ask "Ryan" if he wants a bite after the meeting, he always says "yes". Now, I'm thrilled because there's always room for one more, and the young man is a great example of going on for the Lord Jesus with an uncommon tenacity. And I am playing the role of a "pseudo-mom" and Will the "pseudo dad".
So, it's only a matter of time before we stop "performing" for our guests and let them see what messes hedgehog families actually make. And then, very gradually, they sort of find themselves helping us with small bits of housework, like the dishes, for example. (Of which Ryan told me that the amount of dishes we had for that evening is about a month's worth for him..)
But never, can I remember, have I actually asked a guest to be a part of the blitz. until Wednesday. I gave in. O.K. if the dude wants to eat here and hang with the family, we might as well have him blitz too, right? So, sure enough, Ryan entered the blitz. He was fantastic. He actually made my boys work harder and faster! I think he likes hanging out with Hud and Than since he brought along his new "mac book pro" to have Than help him get it up and running. And of course, he had to buy Logos to keep up with Will. (Hanging out with the Hedgehog family is expensive, I guess...)
And yes, we belong to the "mac cult", of which my children are officers and recruiting agents. I have no idea or opinions on this issue. I just do what they tell me to do, on the computer they tell me to do it on. I post the pictures they take on the cameras that they use (and they buy).
In fact, I will have no problem wearing Depends some day when my kids tell me it is time. Right now, they haven't had a need to have opinions on that issue, PTL.
For now, though, I still direct the family blitz with whomever is currently on my soil--family, friends, enemies, guests, hedgehogs, or JW's knocking at the door. And that, my friends, is going to down as one of my ONLY claims to fame.
"She who made people work"
"She who made people work hard and fast"
"She who made people work hard and fast and loved every minute of it"
"She blitzed" and then she died. The end.