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Reminiscing of days gone by…

February 7, 2007 by Maren 5 Comments

(Ange, I was inspired with all your nostalgic photos)…

I Love my family…

I’m a big picture girl–love looking at pictures (that’s what drew me into Xangadom, anyway!)–maybe it came from working at a photo lab in high school, I dunno.  Whatever the reason, I LOVE PICTURES.  Recently, I’ve found a few pictures of my family throughout the years. Just thought I’d share with the Xanga world, even though I don’t think anyone browsing here will remember ANY of these stages except the skiing picture from Dec 97.

I am so thankful for my family…

fam  fam5 fam4 fam3 fam6 fam2

And a favorite poem from around that time period…

Smart, by Shel Silverstein from Where the Sidewalk Ends

My dad gave me one dollar bill

‘Cause I’m his smartest son,

And I swapped it for two shiny quarters

‘Cause two is more than one!

 

And then I took the quarters

And traded them to Lou

For three dimes—I guess he don’t know

That three is more than two!

 

Just then, along came old blind Bates

And just ‘cause he can’t see

He gave me four nickels for my three dimes,

And four is more than three!

 

And I took the nickels to Hiram Coombs

Down at the seed-feed store,

And the fool gave me five pennies for them,

And five is more than four!

 

And then I went and showed my dad,

And he got red in the cheeks

And closed his eyes and shook his head—

Too proud of me to speak!

 

***Sigh***  I loved being a kid.   Minus the fact that I no longer ring my neighbor’s doorbell to ask them to play, often times, I still exhibit many characteristics of a kid.  I think, at heart, I’ll always be one.

And the craziness continues…

February 5, 2007 by Maren 5 Comments

Recently, my life has been non-stop with “stuff.”  Good stuff, but crazy.  Last week, the only day that I sat down and relaxed was Saturday. By then, I’m so used to the busyness that I don’t like relaxing!  This week is equally as insane with stuff every night except Wednesday.  Thankfully, for me, there’s fun involved and I’m a sucker for fun!(For instance, tonight is sushi with Michael and a friend.)    Being busy is a good thing for me, so the busyness that I’m experiencing is positive…however, oddly enough, it just it doesn’t provide excitment in the realm of xanga posts.

Last evening, we went to a Super Bowl party and cheered the Colts on to a victory.  Having lived in Indianapolis for several years, you can’t help but root for them.  While Michael was a youth pastor, several of  the teens as well as several of my former students are fanatical Colts fans , so I couldn’t help but think of them as the Colts won last night.

Church plant wise, there has been some encouraging things recently.  God is so faithful to send encouragement at just the right time, and I’m so grateful to Him for that.  Thursday nights, we have a Bible Study at our house, and recently, I’ve been encouraged in our group–I love hanging out and “doing life” together, and it has been very good.  Church planting is a slow road, but as mentioned, God has been encouraging me recently through various ways. One of the books I’ve recently finished encouraged me to perservere!  The book reminded me of the verse “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.”  He continues to be good!

I’m flexing a day towards the end of this month and going skiing at Paoli peaks.  I know it’s not the ideal skiing experience, but it’s close in distance, and will be a fun experience.  I think I may have some CEDARVILLE visitors who will be joining in the experience and making it EVEN MORE FUN and I’m a sucker for FUN.  ***hint *hint *hint…don’t back out on me now***

Okay, I’ve said enough.  Stop yawning, anyhow.

It’s a dog eat dog world, Folks.

January 23, 2007 by Maren 11 Comments

Corporate America—definition: where the golden rule is chucked out the window and selfishness barges through the office door (along with her sisters, greed and dishonesty).   I’ve worked at 3 places since moving to Louisville over one year ago.  I hired on with a temp agency and was quickly given an assignment at a local industrial company as an administrative assistant.  The job was easy, the pay was okay, and I enjoyed my time there (except for my bosses asking me to lie).  I was there for 3 weeks, and on one particular day, I routinely went to work.  I sat down at my desk, ready for my day.  SOMEONE ELSE’S PURSE was there and the computer was already on.  Hmmm?  I asked a coworker what was happening.

He squirmed and very awkwardly said, “Did no one tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“We gave the job back to the girl who had been here 2 admins ago, so we don’t have to train you.  You were doing a great job; it’s just that she wanted her job back.”

EXCUSE ME?!?!?!?  It was an incredibly painful experience.  Although upset, I did my best to be graceful that day as I left.  But, it was incredibly difficult.  I took it personally, though the coworker insisted I had done a great job.  That day was filled with many tears.  However, being a temporary worker on contract, they have the right to dismiss employees whenever they want.  Simply stated, however: It would have been nice to know.  I give a company the proper 2 week notices when I leave; a reciprocated courtesy would have been polite. But, Corporate America can be so dog eat dog.

Looking back, though, I don’t think it was the company’s fault.  I think that the person who placed me on assignment (at the recruiting agency) KNEW what was happening and assumed that if he told me, I’d quit…so he just “conveniently” forgot to tell me, overlooking my feelings of impending devastation.  It was to his advantage to keep me in the dark, so that’s just what he did.   Corporate America can be so dog eat dog.

I then was out of a job.  A couple weeks later, the same temp agency employed me at their actual office as several positions had become available, again as a temp.  I worked there for several months as a temp worker and continued to look for a more permanent job.  Five interviews later, I received an offer to work at my current company.  When I told my boss at the temp agency that I would be leaving, they offered to take me on as a permanent employee, pay me more, and even offered to give me a position that had been promised to another lady if I would stay.  Corporate America can be so dog eat dog.  The job wasn’t mine to take!  It would have put me in the same situation where I had been previously devastated!  It would have put me in a better position and would have ousted the perspective employee from their promised position.  I declined.

I’m happy to work at the company where I’m currently employed.  I feel, ethically, they line up more with where I want to be, and not all companies out there are dog eat dog…but if you’re wondering why I’m writing about this all NOW, here’s why.

This past week, I received an email from the same temp agency offering me an administrative assistant position with their company.  Yesterday, a call.  The person emailing me was the lead admin…the spot I’d have appropriated had I stayed.  They were offering me an available position.  It wasn’t until halfway through the conversation that I realized…THE POSITION WAS FOR SOMEONE THAT WAS STILL THERE!  She is currently part time and having difficulty fulfilling all her responsibilities.  So, they are planning to get rid of her and were offering to employ me in her place.  Personally, I doubt she knows.  Yes, I’m glad they thought of me–that’s a nice compliment.  But folks, this just really epitomizes what I’ve been saying…Corporate America can be so dog eat dog.

Happy Tuesday!

9 years ago today…

January 19, 2007 by Maren 14 Comments

I’ve never been one to count month anniversaries–I haven’t keep track while we were dating or married–that’s just not me.  BUT, this morning I realized that NINE years ago today, Michael and I went on our first date to a Dayton Bomber’s hockey game.  Michael and the guys in his unit had planned the group date for all of their girlfriends and me (funny…all are married to someone different).  During the game, my brother Ross, roommate Megan, and some other friends had ALSO attended and acted like paparazzi as they snapped several secret pictures of our first date MUCH TO MY MORTIFICATION, though Michael nor anyone in the group ever knew.

Rewind: When I first met Michael, I was struck by his proper speech. I think, looking back, I just wasn’t used to someone interjecting my name casually into sentences. (for example, when I asked what he did over Christmas break, his response was, “Well, Maren, I helped my father chop down wood, Maren.”) It was my first quarter, freshman year.  No one had introduced us, but we kept running into each other. EVERYWHERE…at a concert, at the Thanksgiving dinner, Open House (where he remembered my name and I had no clue who he was), Little Town of Lights, the library…we just would run into each other all the time…Admittedly, I began to know where he studied in the library and would head that direction, but most of the time they were just coincidences.  My mom asked me at Christmas if I had met anyone, and I told her “No, but I’d like to get to know this guy…”  Megan, my roommate claimed I’d marry him, but I didn’t put any stock in that notion!  I was just interested in making the most of my college experience…whether that was a relationship or not, was not something I dwelled on for too long of a time.  Nine years later, I’m still attracted to what I’ve always loved about Michael.  Of all the people I ever have known, he’s the best about being genuinely interested in people.  You know when he talks to you, he cares about you.  He’s good at carrying on a conversation, and often, I’m happy to just be in the wake of his conversation, listening & piping in with my two cents when I feel I have something to say.  I appreciate his sincerity and his guidance, helping me to realize the important things in this life…and guiding me be less concerned about petty things.  Early in our marriage, Michael wouldn’t let me argue with him about small things–he would claim that it wasn’t worth the argument, so he just wouldn’t allow it.  I appreciate that SO much about him because it has promoted much more harmony in our marriage throughout the years.  The attraction that grew into love for Michael has grown through our years of marriage.  It’s been a great 9 years!  As I look back, I’m so thankful for the way He works.  Yes, He has been good.

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