Monday, June 4, 2007

Roasting

And I don't mean the kind you do in the oven. I posted pictures of us at the lake a few weeks ago, here. The last time we went was happy. Well, we went to the lake again today. But I was not excited about this excursion from the time my husband mentioned it last week. I did NOT want to go.  The idea of sitting in 110 degrees and no shade just really did not appeal to me, water or no.  Besides that, the area where we like to put our stuff down is a long hike from the car AND the bathroom. (I am shamed to admit it, but I told my three year old that if she had to go potty, to go in the lake!  ) My big old ugly SELF was really challenged today.  I went, but with the grumps, which means my meek and quiet spirit lost the battle. Again.  See, I told you I was selfish -- remember my post  about God giving me only girls? After writing that, I thought about the things that really make me mad (like my kids crossing me) and realized that the only reason I ever really get angry about anything is because I don't get my own way. How pathetic!  Well, now that I understand that, I am really working on it.  Until this afternoon I thought I was doing really well. I HAD to go along, because if I didn't, Emily would be heartbroken.  If I don't go, she doesn't get to go, either.  Daddy can't swim with the bigger girls in the deep water AND play with her in the shallow water at the same time. So if Emily goes, I go, and if I don't go, Emily doesn't go either. Not too fair to her if I stayed home.  So I grudgingly went along, refusing to smile or be happy even if something funny happened (one reason why I could identify with Ida B!)



Well, my sweet husband who loves me no matter what kind of snit I am in,  pulled me out of my frump. He was just kind to me, which made me feel terribly repentant. And when I got into the water with little Emily, her arms tight aroung my neck while I took her into "deep" water, I got a warm feeling all over .  I almost decided right there and then not to give up any opportunity to do that with her, because she is growing up so fast!  My baby!




So anyway, the point of this whole post was to help you to experience Lake Mohave in June. Here is what you do:


1. Preheat your oven to 450 degrees.


2. Put a bucket of ice water on the floor in front of your oven door.


3. Take off your shoes and stand in the bucket of ice water.


4. Now, bend over from the waist a bit, like you are going to check on your cookies, and open your oven door for about 15 seconds.


Feel that hot wind in your face?  Are your feet numb yet?  Next month you can do this again, only set your oven for 500.  It will be hotter then.


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9 comments:

  1. TracyJune 5, 2007 at 1:21 AM

    Your post definately reminded me of myself, I can be such a pleasant person to be around when everything is going my way but watch out if it isn't. I'm afraid it is an ugly way to be :(

    Tracy

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  2. jenn4himJune 5, 2007 at 6:33 AM

    While I have no idea what it is like to be in a snit (waiting for lightening to strike me), I do think your object lesson is pretty funny! Is the lake really that cold even with the hot air temperature. You poor dear! But I am proud of you for making the best of it and even thriving! And thank you for the apology. I was just trying to make that Aussie we love laugh!

    Have a good day. How's your list coming along? Nothing like company to get me cleaning! This week my motivation is my MIL coming each and every Thursday this summer.

    Jenn

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  3. bethanyraeJune 5, 2007 at 4:29 PM

    I think I'll just take your word for it....sounds like no fun! But funny to read about...

    Thanks for your comment, Sally. Yes, we do allow ourselves to get sidetracked and off kilter at times. I just hope I wasn't offensive. I see I had a lot more visits than comments!!!

    bethanyrae

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  4. ladyjaneJune 5, 2007 at 5:24 PM

    I laughed out loud so hard when I read the recipe in your post for experiencing the HOT mojave right in your own kitchen. Actually, I'd take a bit of heat right now. Our thermometer only reached 59 degrees here today. Blow some of that hot air my way, will you?


    Blessings~

    Pam

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  5. PlainJaneJune 5, 2007 at 11:19 PM

    ROFL! Oh Sally, you are sooo funny! Isn't that what life is all about -- getting our own way? (just kidding). The experiment sounds fun - I can just see it now, if I ever write an Old Testament curriculum, I'll use that as a "try this" hands-on activity while studying about the wilderness jouney - don't worry, I'll give you credit. LOL (best not to hold your breath while waiting for that to come out).

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  6. bubbebobbieJune 6, 2007 at 5:09 AM

    This plus the non-exagerations is priceless. Your daughter's talent in not only taught by a great teacher, it is in her genes.


    I am afraid in the land of hot flashes, I would live in the lake!


    Because of Jesus, Bobbie

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  7. 2peter318June 6, 2007 at 6:34 AM

    So very funny. That's why when we were thinking of moving we chose Idaho over Arizona. I don't think I could have handled the heat. :)

    JoAnn

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  8. PumpkinsMommaJune 11, 2007 at 4:34 PM

    yes, it's hot here in arizona!


    i understand your post. I've had some days lately when I'm been in bad moods and everyone around me has suffered. I'm trying to work on it too, but when you are aware of a problem it seems to pop of more doesn't it....


    I hope you are finding ways to stay cool in the heat. today was a nice day here, we had rain!

    marie

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  9. StarladyAugust 21, 2007 at 1:34 PM

    I had to comment on this post as well. I hope you don't mind me dragging up all your old blog posts. :)


    I grew up here in AZ, then moved to WA as an adult. I worked in a Clinical Microbiology lab. One of the many things I did there was sterilize various things. When I needed to sterilize on the "dry" cycle and it was done, I'd open the door and the blast of hot air that hit my face would remind me of being at home.


    I told my dh, whom I met working there, about this experience and he just stared at me funny. Mid-Westerner boy, couldn't possibly understand a dry heat. ;-) Flash forward 10 years and here we are living in the dry desert again (well again for me, not for hubby), and dh recently commented to me that he now understands what I meant about the autoclave. He said it really is like opening the autoclave door. LOL


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