Merry Christmas!

I want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas...I hope that we can all remember our blessings this season, and be grateful for the Savior, whose birth we celebrate.

Already?

I just have to ask...is it really late enough in the year for Christmas music 24/7? I've heard it in several places and wonder if we've forgotten Thanksgiving. Besides, I'm still waiting for winter to set in here in Texas. I think I'll be waiting for a while:)

Gentleman

I would like to say a word about gentlemen. I often hear (and admit to participating in) conversations that lament the lack of gentlemen in the lives of women with whom I am associated. Many of us are looking for someone who will treat us like a lady, and find it difficult to find anyone who fits this general description. I wonder if unknowingly, we are causing the problem ourselves.

Don't get me wrong, I'm in favor of women's rights, and believe that women are as capable as men is most areas, however, I think that the movement may have gone too far. Perhaps the women feel that they should prove their capability by denying men the opportunity to do those things we deem gentlemanly in some situations. Lest I stand on my soapbox and give unsubstantiated advice, I'd like to offer an example. I was recently at a gathering as some set-up was taking place. A woman had a stack of chairs that she was carrying from one place to another. As she passed a man standing near me, I heard him offer to take them from her and put them wherever she needed them. She flat out refused him, hardly slowed her step, and brushed past the group he was standing with, then the group I was standing with on her way to her destination. He stated, somewhat dejectedly, "that's why chivalry is dead." I agree with him. Our words say we want one thing, and our thoughtless actions say something completely different. I don't think that this woman realized the effect her actions had on this man, and on any other that she may have treated this way.

In this world, we hold many double standards, and I'd wager this encounter illustrates one. We want gentlemen, but we refuse to allow them to be such in all situations. Were this woman on a date with the man, she would probably call him un-gentlemanly if he did not open the door for her, and pay for the night's activities, yet when he tried to do something equally chivalrous in a platonic situation, she flatly refused him. If we do not allow our friends to practice chivalry in these situations, how can we expect them to know which situations require chivalry. Do we really want someone who is only on their best behaviour when we're out with them?

Personally, I want someone who treats not only me, but the other women in his life as I want to be treated-with respect, and as a lady. If he's willing to treat everyone well, I feel secure knowing that I will always be treated well.

All that being said, I know there are gentleman out there. The man at the activity is an example. So if you're complaining about not having anyone proper to date, ask yourself if you have ever done what the girl in my example did. If the answer is yes (and I think I'm probably guilty of it myself sometimes), change your behavior and encourage those who are already gentleman to continue as such. Guys, we really do want gentlemen, we just don't always recognize the message our behavior is sending, so keep offering. We can't blame it all on the guys, girls!

Habitat for Humanity

Having started a blog, I'm a little at a loss for things to write about. It's always good to hear updates about friends, but when it comes to writing about myself, I feel as if it would often be quite repetitive...work, church, home, repeat. I'm not convinced that I really want to admit many of the things I think in a public forum...allowing people that type of insight is better done on a one-on-one basis. That having been said, I did have the opportunity to do something wonderful this weekend.


A group of people from church went to Habitat for Humanity here in San Antonio to volunteer our Saturday. We met quite early, had breakfast, and made our way to a neighborhood across town. We signed waivers, made name-tags and met Randy, our house leader. He took us to the build site, and started organizing us.





We got to work after some instruction. Half of us climbed to the roof to put on shingles, and the other half stayed on the ground to put up siding.





While the crew on the ground tried to figure out the art of placing a piece of siding without breaking it, we on the roof endeavored to place the shingles on in a straight line.

After a day (or most of a day) working, we managed to side a good portion of the house, and finish most of the roof.

I think that in spite of blisters, sunburns, cuts and sore muscles, we all felt great about spending our Saturday there. We left having met some new people, strengthened bonds of friendship, learned a new skill, and given service to people we may never meet. As I descended the stairs this morning to attend a church meeting, the soreness in my legs was hardly noticeable because the fact it was there reminded me of what I had done, and in thinking of the service I rendered, and the friendships I strengthened, I was grateful for the chance I'd had to induce the stiffness that slowed me a little this day. I am so blessed to have a roof over my head, and I am so grateful to have had the opportunity to help, in a small way, to provide that blessing for someone who does not have it.

My Darcy List:

I've decided to start my blog by borrowing Dave's Darcy list. For a definition, you can see his blog.

I must agree with the “creative” baby names…kids want a name they won’t get teased about, and one that their teachers don’t have to learn to pronounce with every passing school year. People I used to work with named their daughter Paisley...I just can't condone it (nor can I condone Londyn, no matter how much I like her parents).

Seafood-tried it, several times, including dishes prepared in several countries. I just can’t stomach it-who would pay out the ears for a lobster tail when they could tuck in with a good steak instead?

Bird Flu-because I’ve spent years trying to understand viruses, I’d like to think myself something of an expert…the likelihood of the right mutation occurring is very small, and I think a lot of the hype is media related.

Texas-not that it isn’t a great place or anything, but with the way Texans love it, I guess I was expecting something incredible…probably it’s just all the build-up ruining something that would have been perfectly wonderful if not for the un-realistic expectations I brought with me.

That's all for now, but there's sure to be more.