Still running for the cheese (or why this blog still exists)

As my regular readers can tell, this has been a dry year for me. Just look at the number of posts this year vs. 2008! Awhile back, I had considered either shutting down the Maze, or starting a new blog that would more accurately reflect where I am in life now. Truth be told, sometimes I come here, look around, and feel distinctly hypocrytical about the things I want to write. I'm sure I'm not the only one to ever be in that kind of place.
As the time in between posts has grown longer, I came to realize something. Without the past years' material, where I am now makes very little sense. What good is the destination without the journey? As Christians, so much of the best stuff that happens to us is in the times God is molding us to His image. To throw away the evidence of that process would somehow cheapen the result, I think.
So, here we are, dear friends. I think my little mousie may just have rounded a corner finally. Some things will change around here to reflect the changes in my heart. And you know what? That's ok. As much as I typically rage against anything changed in my life, I'm learning to accept the God-given ones. My prayer is that some of you may be encouraged by what you read here. Hey, you may even be challenged. And of course, if you know me, then you know you always stand a good chance of being offended too. Not intentionally, to be sure! Just know that what you find as you wander this Maze with me may surprise you as much as it does me.

All that to say this:

Welcome to

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Monday Meme

Another week where I'm chiming in late with my meme. It's been a not-so-cool beans kinda week around here, but I'm sure things will improve. Cat's questions always brighten my day, be it Monday, or even late on a Tuesday night.

1) What is the craziest thing you ever did as a child or teen? Oh this is easy. We were 19 back then. Mr. P., bless his willing heart, got dragged (drugged? dragt? drugt? however the heck you say that!) all the way to Virginia one random night for 2 reasons. One being that I missed the GWB exit in NYC. As usual. And two, I wanted IHOP. Yes, we drove all the way down from Connecticut to VIRGINIA simply because I wanted pancakes. What a night!
2) If you could teach someone you know one life lesson, who and what would you choose? This one is actually really hard for me. I have a difficult time with seeing myself in a position of wisdom. (see previous blog post. LMBO) I'd say I'd tell my friend "S" (again, see previous post) to let her daughter see her make mistakes, and make sure she apologizes for them in front of her. It's been really humbling for me to have my kids see that I'm not perfect (stifle those snorts of laughter Mr. P.!) and to also see that I recognize it, and am willing to make amends when I'm wrong, even if it's to them.
3) In what situations do you find yourself relying on your parents (or your parents' advice) the most? Bwahahaha! Financial! Seriously, Mom has gotten us out of a tight spot more than either of us care to admit.
4) What was your first thought when you woke up this morning? Ugh. Stupid, stupid alarm. Gonna ask Mr. P. if we can go to the gym tomorrow and Friday instead. (heheheheh, got another hour and 15 minutes of sleep)
5) Show and Tell. What comes to mind first when you see this picture? Or, tell a story if it reminds you of one.
It makes me think of my thought process after getting Stadol when I was having MonkeyMan. Yeah. I don't remember much after about 26 hours of labor had passed up until the c-section at 32 hours of labor. Fun times, fun times.

Til next squeak,

2 Squeaks from the Maze:

Cat. said...

It's never too late to do the meme: Tuesday, Friday, Sunday night. ;-) Also, I hadda go look up LMBO--thanks for that!

I'm giggling with you driving through three states to find pancakes. Your response to the photo is fascinating, and probably the closest to what it actually is: a closeup photo through an electron microscope at some molecule or atom or other. ;-)

Hang in there. I think of you often at weird times throughout the week with your 3 men (ok, two boys and a man) getting through your days. Be safe.

And, oh: thanks for playing as usual. ;-)

Mr P said...

Actually its just three boys(one is just a lot taller and fatter then the lil guys) right dear!

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