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Windy Wordy Wednesday

Jacob got a big kick out of the local weatherman this morning when he stated that we should all be aware of possible tornadic conditions in our area today.

“Tornadic? Is that really a word?” My word-fascinated son wanted to know. And he then went on to repeat it about three or four times in a row. I told him it sounded legit to me. He chuckled.

SIDEBAR: He has always been fascinated by words and the sound of them. How they rolled off his tongue. I remember once when he was about 4 or 5 years old, I said the word “hippopotamus” and he began to laugh hysterically and repeat the word over and over. I asked him what was so funny and he told me that hippopotamus was a funny word. I couldn’t disagree, really. He had a point.

But back to the weatherman: he was not just kidding around this morning. And we are not really used to such tornadic conditions down here in South Cackalacky—at least not this time of year. Now, we can get down with a hurricane, but tornados? Not so much.

The wind has really been whipping around out there today. Gusts of 40+ mile per hour winds. We proceeded to secure the trampoline this afternoon. I didn’t want a repeat of our last trampoline incident which occurred in Iowa back in April 2007.

In case you are not aware, Iowa City, our former home for 4 years, lies smack in the middle of what is called Tornado Alley. One April evening, I left my dear family at home while I ran up to our local Mom and Pop grocery store to pick up a few things. As I was shopping around inside, I began to hear rumblings from other customers (as well as rumblings of storming on the roof) about a tornado in the area. The next thing I knew, my groceries and I, and about 15 other people and their groceries, had been corralled up in the big walk-in chiller in the back of the store. (I grabbed a People magazine on the way back. I had no idea how long I would be there. I mean, a girl needs to be prepared!) I called my family to make sure they had gone to the neighbor’s basement, since we did not have one. They had. So all there was left to do was wait.  And make a friend! Winking smile 

And wait we did. I can’t really recall how long we waited but I think it was in the neighborhood of an hour. Meanwhile, a tornado had touched down in the parking lot of the grocery store.

When the grocery store staff decided it was safe for us to leave, I checked out and made my way home. As I pulled up in the driveway, I noticed that one of our trees in the front yard was down and uprooted. Fortunately, it had chosen to fall away from the house. I unloaded my groceries, called the family and they came home.

Some time later that evening I walked to the back of the house and looked out the sliding glass doors. As I went to walk away, I did a double-take. (Think cartoonish and you will be right.)

“Where is the TRAMPOLINE!!” I said out loud to no one.

It was dark by now and I could not see where the trampoline was—except to know that it was not where I had left it when I went to the store. You could imagine my surprise.

So I enlisted the help of the Hub and the kids and we wandered out in the back yard. There were some other neighbors out and about as well who also helped look. Crazy to think we had to look for a trampoline, right? One would think this would not be a difficult item to find.

Well, we found it.

Mangled and enmeshed in the backyard chain link fence of a neighbor several houses away.

I am not exaggerating. Sadly, we took no pictures, but trust me when I say that we had to extract it piece-meal from the fence of these folks. Thank God they had a fence. Otherwise our trampoline would have landed smack dab in the middle of their living room! Can you say “lawsuit??” YIKES.

Let’s just say that we have learned to err on the side of caution when it comes to tying down the tramp, mmkay? Thankfully, the kids indulged me and were very helpful, as the the Hub was not home yet. Though after it was all said and done, Emma did say, “Do you feel better now, Mom?”

Yes. Yes I do. Thankyaverramuch!

“There are two big forces at work, external and internal. We have very little control over external forces such as tornadoes, earthquakes, floods, disasters, illness and pain. What really matters is the internal force. How do I respond to those disasters? Over that I have complete control.” ~Leo F. Buscaglia

*original photo credit: turtlegirl101


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Word Power

“Words – so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.”  ~Nathaniel Hawthorne


I was just thinking about how much power words have.   How words can move me to laugh.  To cry.  To feel someone else’s pain.  To think.  To be amazed.  To make a change.  To cause anger to bubble up.  To make one choice over another.  To take action.  Or not.   

I love quotes.  I love scripture.  I love reading all of your blogs.  I love writing my blog.  I love reading novels.  I love music lyrics. (Y’all are already well aware of my LCD…see #17 on “thankful list”.)  I love to talk.  I love to listen.  Words paint pictures in my head.  Spoken or written.  It makes no difference.  They affect me.


“I love writing.  I love the swirl and swing of words as they tangle with human emotions.”  ~James Michener

“The tongue has the power of life and death, and those who love it will eat its fruit.”  ~Proverbs 18:21 (NIV)

“Words, when well chosen, have so great a force in them, that a description often gives us more lively ideas than the sight of things themselves.” ~Joseph Addison

“Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.” ~Proverbs 16:24 (NIV)

“For words are magical formulae. They leave finger marks behind on the brain, which in the twinkling of an eye become the footprints of history. One ought to watch one’ s every word.”  ~Franz Kafka

“Kind words may be short… but their echoes are endless.”  ~Mother Theresa



“May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.”  ~Psalm 19:14 (NIV)

This passage of scripture made a pretty powerful impact on me as a young (and very word UNconscious at the time) teen growing up in the Methodist church.  The church we attended in our small (I mean, one stop light small) Southern town was pastored by a really lovely soft-spoken man named Ellis Bedsworth.  Every Sunday morning during the service, before he gave his sermon, he would kneel down on one knee beside the lectern, in his big robe he always wore, and pray this scripture.  It is probably my most vivid memory of our time at that church.  (Okay, well that and the old dude with the bad comb-over that my brother and I used to crack on all the time.)  But his act of humbling himself that way every Sunday without fail, made me think…What you say and how you say it, and what you think in your heart truly matters.  Be cautious of your words.  I find that I don’t heed this advice often enough. 

“What is wrong with you?  Why don’t you understand that??”  ~Shirley Boone, my 6th grade math teacher

Ouch.  Thanks to those words, I have had math phobia from that day to this.  I’m not kidding.  That woman was pure evil.

“Cause you know, that even when it ain’t alright, it’s alright.” ~My Dad

This is just one of my Dad’s many “isms” that immediately put me at ease.  But I love this one a lot because it’s his way of reminding me that in the scheme of things, when things seem like they are crazy and overwhelming, there is God’s big picture that we cannot see and we have to cling to the fact that regardless of whatever is happening in the “now” picture, it fits somehow into the “big” picture.

“I love you, Mom.”

Nothing compares to those 4 words right there.  Nothing.


In as much as the words of others have power over me, MY words can have power over others.  I can inspire.  Encourage.  Belittle.  Create joy, pain, hope.  Cause division.  Break relationships.  Or mend them.  Speak truth or perpetuate lies.  All that is within my power.  How I choose to use it is up to me. 

Just a little something I was thinking about.

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