Hurdles

So, now we are on to the track and field events, and Troy and I have been enjoying the women's 100m hurdles. We felt bad for Lolo. The men's 100m hurdles started tonight. Now, the women maybe hit two hurdles in all of the races combined. The men hit at least two hurdles each in every race. They were knocking them all down and I just thought...isn't that just like a man...trying to run right through something instead of doing it the most efficient way...the right way...like the women!!!!

Troy's opinion of why the men had difficulty was far more...well, Troy-like. He mentioned that men have...equipment or appendages down near the hurdle jumping area that probably hit the hurdles...I hope not...for their sake.

Hollywood Nice Guys

This was on yahoo news today. I thought I would share it because it is a side of Hollywood we don't often see.




The late Heath Ledger's daughter Matilda was spotted skipping along the streets of NYC yesterday with her mom Michelle Williams in the cutest pink sundress. Every time I see a photo of the 2-year-old I can't believe how much she looks like her dad. He definitely lives on through her.

As most of you probably know, Heath was filming Terry Gilliam's "The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus" at the time of his death. Johnny Depp, Jude Law, and Colin Farrell stepped in to complete Heath's role, playing different versions of his character "Tim."

When the three actors learned that Ledger's will had not been updated to include his daughter, the generous trio decided to donate all the money they earned from the film to little Matilda!

It's good to know that there are a few nice guys in Hollywood.

Too Much Excitement for One Weekend.

So, besides the scheduled big events of this weekend...like meet the teacher on Friday, Women of Faith all weekend (amazing), or the first day of school (great). We had a few unscheduled surprises.
First, on Friday after meet the teacher, we headed to Target to get a few things off of the kid's teacher's wish lists. Troy and Nate dropped off Abby, Ian and I to shop while Nate got his haircut across the street. With Ian in my cart and Abby pushing her own cart right behind me, we headed down the main drag. All of a sudden two men come running down the aisle, one on each side of my cart. Abby had the aisle blocked right behind me so one of the men could not get through. So they begin to play a cat and mouse game around my cart. The man being chased turned to go the other way as a Target employee and a police officer round the corner. They box the guy in and tazer him right in front of us as the guy screams curse words....seriously...with my kids there. Abby is saying look at the bad man...loudly. Ian's eyes are as big as saucers. We went down an aisle to get away from the situation but could still hear the police officer yelling at the man to put his hands up and the guy shouting curse words back. Then my cell phone is going off and it is Troy wondering why there are six police cars and an ambulance outside of Target...well, honey, a funny thing happened while shopping for school supplies... Turns out the guy was stealing car stereos.
Then on Monday as I was waiting outside West Shore Elem. for the kids to be released from school, I was bit several times by fire ants. As I was driving home, my body started to tingle and my vision went blurry. I got tunnel vision and couldn't see to drive. My stomach and head hurt and I couldn't breathe. I told Abby to call Troy to meet us at home and prayed like crazy that we would make it. He pulled in right after us. (He said later that I did not want to know how he made it home from the church, but he didn't pull in right after us. Apparently, I was passed out in the car when he pulled up. When I thought he was pulling in, he was really getting his keys that he left in the car so he could get me into the house to call 911. He couldn't find my keys because I had turned off the car and dropped them.) I couldn't really get out of the car but, because I am stubborn and my kids were freaking out, I tried to walk into the house. I passed out right inside the front door. Troy called 911 and paramedics stayed until the acute reaction was over. I opted not to go to the hospital in an ambulance but was talked into going to see my doctor by my parents and husband. They checked to make sure it was just a reaction to the ant bites and not my heart (it was the ants). Now my body has to recover from the stress and I need to make an appointment with an allergist to get an epi pen.
You know, life can get crazy. Both of these situations could have had very different endings...what if endings...
What if the thief had had a gun? What if he had grabbed Abby or Ian? What if I had gone completely blind while driving? What if Troy had gotten in an accident coming to my rescue?
We don't often see God's protection so clearly or have such tangible reasons to praise. Thank You, Father, for Your love, grace, protection and presence. Thank You. Praise You.

First Day of School

So, it is the first day of school for all three Borst babies for the first time. I volunteered at the church until Ian was finished, which helped a lot with nerves. Abigail is in second grade. Nathanael is in first grade. Ian is starting pre-shcool. I am really happy with the kid's teachers. Abby has Nate's teacher from last year, who we loved with Nate and think is just what she needs after a rough year last year. Nathanael did not get Abby's teacher from last year, which is so important. I was able to talk to Nate's teacher for awhile on Friday. I really like her, but she is pregnant and leaving in October. Nathanael does not do well with change, but I am confident that this can be a great chance to see that change can be smooth and good. Ian is just ready. We really like where we have him, and he had a great first day. I hope this is a great start to a fantastic year.

Quote of the week:

The boys were excited about school...but Abby...not so much.

Abby: Mom, have you heard of something called home school.

Me: uuhh, yeah

Abby: I want to be home schooled so I can sleep-in.

yeah...I'll get right on that...

US Olympians

We have noticed that the number of American Olympians is not exactly accurate. There is Team USA and then all the people who live and train in the US but compete for other countries. We feel that as Americans we deserve to be compensated for their accomplishments in some way. Our suggestions: Yao Ming can mow our yard, Kirsty Coventry can take our kids to the pool, the US should always host the Olympics, Sammie Sanchez can teach Nate and Ian how to ride a bike, every four years we can invade any country we want and make it a state =P, all Americans can attend the Olympics for free...or at least just give us an accurate medal count.

I had a reminder from God today.

I love this song and have not heard it in awhile. I heard it today. It's message just speaks to my heart.

I Will Lift My Eyes
Written by Bebo Norman and Jason Ingram

God, my God, I cry out
Your beloved needs You now
God, be near, calm my fear
And take my doubt

Your kindness is what pulls me up
Your love is all that draws me in

I will lift my eyes to the Maker
Of the mountains I can't climb
I will lift my eyes to the Calmer
Of the oceans raging wild
I will lift my eyes to the Healer
Of the hurt I hold inside
I will lift my eyes, lift my eyes to You

God, my God, let Mercy sing
Her melody over me
God, right here all I bring
Is all of me

'Cause You are and You were and You will be forever
The Lover I need to save me
'Cause You fashioned the earth and You hold it together, God
So hold me now

© 2006 Appstreet Music (ASCAP) / New Spring (ASCAP). All rights for the world on behalf of Appstreet Music (ASCAP) administered by New Spring (ASCAP). / Peertunes, Ltd./GrangeHill Music/J Ingram (SESAC)

Look at her face!!!

Can I just say that there is a point at which you just have to stop?!!!?! I am talking about plastic surgery. There are some actresses (particularly on soaps) who look awful in the attempt to look younger. And it's not like we can't tell they have had worked done. Their faces may not have wrinkles but they can't hardly talk, much less smile. Their lips stick out, their foreheads don't move. Their cheekbones are in unnatural places. The saddest part is they used to be gorgeous women. They definitely didn't need to do it.