Thoughts from Lance concerning the Greatest Show on Earth..ok, Just a really good show!

          I don’t remember my last visit to the Circus. I was a child and I know that we went, but I could not tell you more than that. So this trip was to be a surprise for me, as well as the rest of the family, who’d never been. And surpisingly, there was little to no apprehension from me, concerning any clowns we would see (a blog for another day). We arrived early hoping to see the pre-show and animal tour, which precipitated us needing to walk all the way around the Fort Worth Convention center to see the animals that would participate in the later evening. Caleb loved it! Cora clung to me for dear life. This is a theme that we would revisit again and again throughout the evening, and which I will explain further in this blog. Suffice to say, Cora was a bit young for all the things that she would experience.
           

The animals included: Tigers, Elephants (a few feet away from us! Not separated by much of anything from the throngs of crowds taking pictures), Horses, Miniature horses, Poodles, and goats. Upon the completion of the animal tour area, we headed to the Pre-show that took place an hour before the real show. To enter early, we had to wait in lines that kept changing places. One person would tell us that we would go in this door, while another greeter stated the other door was the proper entrance. We looked like a bunch of confused cattle. By the time the doors were ready to open, no one knew where we were supposed to go, so it was a bit chaotic. Finally, the doors DID open and we all rushed up the stairs into the arena and then down again onto the floor.

The pre-show allows you onto the circus floor where several acts rotate through the different rings. You can talk to the performers, get pictures, try on circus outfits, and see different acts than are in the actual evening performance. At this point Caleb and Mandy paired up (buddy system), and since Cora had permanently attached herself to my side, she was with me. Team Candy (Caleb and Mandy) watched the clowns juggle and some acrobats. Then Caleb wanted some popcorn, so off Mandy and him went to find the good stuff before the show started. Team Corance (Cora and Lance) went and watched an elephant paint a picture, men on stilts jump rope and to top it all off, a trampoline act that was really cool. The hour went by quickly, and people continued to gather until every ringside was a good 6-8 people deep. When that finished, we headed to our seats.
           

We did not buy the cheapest seats in the building (as you would assume I Lance would do) mainly because the kids’ tickets were free from their reading program at the library.  This enabled us to shoot a little above the cheapest and got some really good seats. The show was centered around a clown named Bello who kept getting into trouble and had fallen in love with one of the female acrobats in the show. He spends most of the time doing wacky stunts to get her attention and win her heart. Not to spoil it for you, but he does get a peck on the cheek near the end (from the girl, not one of the animals). This is worth it in his eyes, or so we are led to believe. The show is a good one. It is filled with great animal acts, silly and sometimes amazing stunts, and precision choreography and timing. Some of the highlights of the show include:
 
·        The Poodles—yes I said the poodles! They do an act that will get you going. They are jumping and flipping with the trainers and it was something to see. Keep this to yourself. I don’t want to be known as a poodle endorser.
·        The Tigers—I love Tigers. They have been one of my favorite animals my entire life. Anytime a man gets into a ring with 10 tigers there is some excitement.
·        The elephants—they were so beautiful and so well trained, as they stood on each others backs.
·        The 7 story sway pole—basically Bello and the girl of his dreams scale the poles and when they get to the top they begin to sway and perform tricks. Eventually they will swap poles from the top and come sliding down the pole head first. For more info, read about Cora and the pole below.
·        Wheel of Steel—this was a great stunt where Bello and another performer run around a metal ring that is on this spinning apparatus. It was truly a sight to see.
 
There were other great acts, but allow me a moment to digress. Some of the thoughts that came to my mind during this performance, I have saved for the end. I will list them in more of a bullet format:
 
·        Ringlin doesn’t really make their money on the tickets. All the money stems from concession and memorabilia sales. From the time that you set foot on the grounds, they are selling and selling and selling. If you want a program and a children’s coloring book its $22 bucks. How about a cheap hat and cotton candy? $12 please! Not to mention the spinning light up things and the stuffed animals. At the end of the day they are truly trying to make a sale.

·        The choreography and the timing for the entire event are amazing. They keep this 2- hour show rolling and there are hundreds of wires that have to drop at the right time, as well as lights coming in from all over. It is amazing, and I appreciate it all the more, having coordinated some tech for conferences and knowing all what it takes to pull them off.

·        The Cora Experience—for Cora the event was very interesting. Like I mentioned earlier she was never separated from my lap or my hip. She would scream anytime the elephants came near her. During the sway pole extravaganza she started screaming. She was afraid someone was going to fall. Everyone around us began looking back at why a 2 year old was sending out these blood curdling screams. I literally had to turn her head and keep her from watching to help her get through the trick.

·        Tigers, Tigers, Tigers—it was amazing to see the tigers but in some way it was a real struggle. It just seemed wrong. They seemed so beaten down. They were meant to be in the wild, they were meant to run free and to eat animals. It honestly just seemed so wrong. When you go to the zoo and see the animals they are there in a confined capacity, but they are valued and they are allowed to be studied and to reproduce in a somewhat natural habitat. In some ways that seems better than the training and droning that happens at the Circus. I am open to some insight and feedback on this.

·        Carney’s—I also thought about the folks that spend their lives in the circus. I don’t think people run off and join the circus anymore, but there is something to be said about those that find their craft in the circus. That desire to perform must come up often. The ability to do crazy stunts over and over again has to be a rush. The constant travel has to be a learned skill.
 
 Well that is all I had. It was a good night overall. We enjoyed the sights and sounds. It’s something everyone should take the kids to at least once.

Pics Are Late, But We Have a Good Reason…

Okay guys, the pics are up in the gallery from our trip to the Circus (blog by Lance to be following shortly), Glorieta, and the kid’s stay with Uncle Kyle and Aunt Beck-Beck.

We would’ve had them up yesterday, but we had a little snafu with our plumbing..as in toilets not flushing and nasty stuff overflowing out of our tubs and showers..why is it that these things always seem to happen at 10 pm on a Saturday night? And can you believe what a plumber charges for a weekend emergency visit? These guys must be millionares.

Anyway, we got as much of the mess cleaned up as we could, (and can I tell you how much you really miss your toilets when you can’t use them?) and this morning Lance went to Home Depot to rent an Industrial-powered Auger. After about an hour of probing, he got whatever deep clog was in our drains and we were blessedly able to use the restroom again!

I then proceeded to DEEP clean every square inch of my bathrooms, with the heavy duty- I need gloves for this kind of cleaning-clean. And since I was in for a penny, I went in for the pound and cleaned the whole house.

So now we sit in a clean house with clean people (many showers have been taken today), and spotless toilets and showers that work. And we are only out 50 bucks as opposed to the 500 bucks most plumbers wanted to charge us for coming out..my husband ROCKS!!

 

Getting Settled

Well, it’s been an interesting couple of weeks. Swinging from relaxing to stressful to sedate again.

First off, Lance and I really enjoyed our time in Glorieta, NM at the Collegiate conference last week. As in previous years, the weather was pretty perfect (highs in the upper 70’s -low 80’s with no humidity), allowing us to try out some new activities this year. The main one being our hike on Sandia Peak in Albuquerque, where we also rode this cool chair lift over the mountainside and ate at the restaurant on top of the mountain. I actually remembered parts of the mountain from where my dad and I “hiked” it when I was 4. (another interesting blog about near-death experiences..seriously..we got lost on the side of the mountain and everything..but I digress..)

Other entertainment included hiking a more difficult trail at Glorieta than we attempted last year called “Broken Arrow”. (Not the big daddy of them all, “Baldy” though. We soon realized that particular 6 hour hike to 10,000 feet would require our bodies to be in quite a bit better shape than present..maybe next year.) And we were able to get into Santa Fe a few times to shop and see a couple movies. And can I tell you what a blessing it was to have a week where we could actually get out of the car with just a purse or wallet to carry about, eat a meal without having to chastise anyone the whole time, and basically having no one else to care for but ourselves?!! So THIS is what it’s like to be a newlywed again!! (without the newlywed bodies of course..sigh..)

Spiritually, both Lance and I felt David Platt was once again amazing as the keynote speaker. If you have never heard of this guy, then he’s fine with that. But you should look up his church’s website at www.brookhills.org and make a point to hear some of his audio teachings. However, I warn you..he tells it like it is, and you WILL come away realizing that for the most part, we Amercans stink when it comes to overseas missions and spreading the gospel as our main priority. Not that he pounds it into you. You just feel how desperate he is to compel others to see how much the lost need Christ and you feel convicted about your own apathy, like I did. Plus, this guy is as solid as they come on doctrinal issues.

He also travels overseas quite a bit to closed countries where the gospel is illegal and will hold “secret church”, where for 12 hours a day, 5-7 days in a row, he will sit in an underground room with secret believers and just teach them all the doctrine and scripture they need to survive, flourish, and spread the gospel to others. And we complain about an hour of teaching in a comfortable sanctuary with air conditioning and padded seats. (see, I told you I was convicted.) 

Anyway, David actually held a mini-secret church session on that Tuesday night of the conference, where we sat under his teaching for 5 hours and filled out booklets and scripture on the doctrine of God. (God’s names, His attributes, The Mysteries of God like the trinity, sovreignty, and God concerning evil in the world.) It was amazing and David was going so fast to get the information to us (like he does on certain days of the real secret church) that I didn’t even realize 5 hours had passed!

So overall, great teaching  and connecting with others as well. Hopefully Lance will get some pictures up for you all by Saturday..I’ll let you know.

Meanwhile, our kids were staying at different places, attending Chuckee Cheese, museums, swimming pools, playdates, church, baseball games, playgounds, and waterparks. So I guess they didn’t even really want us to come get em! (Just kidding. My son actually said he wanted us to come take him home near the end of the week, which while sad, made me feel a little better that he missed us at least!)

Lance and I just want to say another big THANK YOU to The Veltmans, The Carrolls, The Crowells (younger version), and My mother and Sister for taking the kiddos at various times, so that Lance and I could get this time to rejuvinate. It meant so much to us that you would be willing to invest in our children, and to make them welcome in your home. They loved you and we love you as well! You’re all awesome!

So here we are a week later. Sick kids are better. (Cora had a stomach viris Sunday-Monday when we got home) Groceries are bought, clothes are unpacked and for the most part washed and put away. My house hasn’t been thouroughly cleaned, but that’s because I’m outta cleaner and now that the paycheck has come, (yeah!) I intend to see to cleaning this weekend. My stress level involved in getting a house back in order and dealing with sickness has lowered a bit and we even took a trip to the circus last night!! (My husband wants to write the blog about that, so look for his writing and pictures to come)

Anyway, back to the grindstone..but what a blessed grindstone it is. Love you guys and have a great weekend.

Hang In There

I know there are those out there who are wondering if we’re even still alive, but I promise to have a readable blog by Friday night..I promise..with the outta town trips, kid’s sickness, and all the chaos of getting back in the swing of things, it’s been a little tough to sort out a coherent thought in my head, much less write it down.

For now, just relax and look forward to the tantalizing intrigues of America’s most alluring family. And if you can’t find a blog about them, then just click on over to mine on Saturday morning!

Til then, have a great week!

Age of Innocence (Lance)

Being a thinker, I find my children the most incredible case study. Mandy and I are constantly overwhelmed as to how much love and joy Caleb and Cora have brought into our lives. They are simply amazing. As I have watched them grow, it blows me away to behold just how much innocence they have. They both love their daddy. When I come home from work they run to the door to greet me. When we are walking around public places they want to hold daddy’s hand. Caleb calls me his best friend (he calls mommy his best friend too). They love to play on the floor with their daddy and dance with their mommy. When I leave for work they have to come give me a hug and a kiss. Cora even has to come give me several hugs and kisses as she closes the front door for me. Caleb asks for a hug and a kiss every night before bedtime. They even pander for daddy to give them baths some nights. They are not implying that daddy is better than mommy. This is just missing daddy who is gone during the day.    
 
            Now basically everything I have experienced above will pass, at least that is what everyone tells me. Most teenagers want to have nothing to do with their parents, and I figure there will come a day that I will walk in the house and the kids won’t run to me clamoring for hugs and crying out, “Hey daddy, you’re home!” They will want to split up from me at the mall, they will call me the old man (at least under their breath), and physical signs of affection will be icky to them. This is not to say that my kids will be bad kids. I am just figuring that the state of innocence will pass.
 
            There are moments as I look at them that I am just overwhelmed by how naive they are to the ways of the world. They are clueless that there are people in society who hate them. Who would destroy them if they could. It makes me cherish my children’s innocence all the more, while at the same time detesting the world and what it will bring to their little lives. This world is not a good place. It’s a fallen domain that is in desperate need of redeeming, and will remain that way until our King returns to come for us and make all things new. 
 
Until that glorious day, I will continue to enjoy Caleb and Cora’s earthly innocence and pray that while they will have to grow wise to the ways of this world, that the blood of Christ will leave them looking white as snow.

How To Survive An Alien Invasion..

This was hilarious and I thought someone out there might need the laugh like I did, so here you go. For some reason, I can’t ever get the videos to post on my blogs, so here’s the link..enjoy…and don’t say I didn’t warn you when those little green guys start coming!

ttp://www.videojug.com/film/how-to-survive-an-alien-invasion

Swallowing the Obama Pill (still Lance)

     I do not normally write about political things when I blog, but this musing has been a long time coming. First the analogy.
    

     Have you have ever seen the first Matrix movie?  Neo, the hero to-be, comes to a crucial point where he has to decide if he wants to know the truth about the world, or if he wants to go on living in ignorance. The skeptic is asked to swallow a red pill if he wants an honest answer to questions about his existence, or a blue pill if he wants to go on living in blissful obliviousness. Neo chooses the red pill and the rest is history.
     Where is all of this leading? Well, I sincerely believe that 90% of Obama followers have decided to swallow the Blue Pill approach to life.
    

     I was listening to conservative talk radio the other day (Sean Hannity) and a gentleman commented on the radio that seemed like a very typical American. He admitted that he had voted for George W. both times, plus he voted Republican more often than not due to his values for the unborn in addition to views on other social stances.
     His issue was that he essentially blamed Bush and the Republicans for the rising costs of everything, from gas to underwear. Therefore, his vote this election would swing towards Obama instead of McCain. Hannity did not take this lying down and began to pepper him with questions, concerning what Obama was promising that would change things. And get this.  The guy had no answer. He just kept muttering the whole logo of “we need change” and the “audacity of hope”. (A common Obama theme)                                     

     The TRUE audacity was that there was no definition of what this change entailed, not to mention the fact that Hannity even got him to agree that the issue of oil dependency had much to do with the Democrats refusing, year after year, to drill in numerous oil-producing areas in United States territory to reduce our dependence on foreign oil. (Bush has been asking for permission to do this much of his time in office). I must admit I have heard a good number of people claim that they will place their vote for Obama in November and really have no reason why.
    

     How has this happened? Is America that starved for a “rock star” in the White House, that they’ve decided issues no longer matter?
     

     It has to be that most of the country has swallowed that darn Blue pill. They have no real idea what Obama believes in, but they are going to follow the other sheep and hope he “changes things”. And don’t worry. He WILL change things. He’ll repeal tax cuts, elect liberal judges to replace the ones set to retire in the next 4-8 years, destroy our military standing and strength with his lack of knowledge in foreign policy, not to mention his obscure health care and energy crisis promises…
     I believe this coming January that Barack Hussein Obama will be sworn in on the steps of the Capitol. I also think that our country will move dramatically backwards away from the principles that I believe in, and yet I do not fear. Oh believe me, my flesh has bad days where I worry about what will happen. Nevertheless, my hope is in the one that makes kings.
 

     Romans 13 declares that there is no king in place that God has not placed there. He knows what he is doing and he is in charge. Not voters. Not Satan. Not the government. And not Obama.
    

     I’m not declaring all this so that we will not participate in the process. I believe that we are commanded to do all we can to help the culture and society as a whole reflect the values that we uphold as Christians. Still, at the end of the day when I lay my head down, my hope is not in my governing body (boy, that’s a relief). My hope remains in my creator, the author and perfector of faith…
      So please endeavor to take a red pill whenever possible, but no matter what, keep your faith in Christ.

My (Lance) 4th of July Parade

         Next month we will celebrate our 3rd anniversary in Fort Worth. There are several things that I miss about Houston, and a few things I don’t really miss. (for another blog!)

         First and foremost, I miss seeing mine and Mandy’s family. Almost all of our family lives in Houston. That has been the hardest adjustment for us. The kids miss Aunts, Uncles, Grandmas, Granddads, Oma’s, Cousins…On the other hand, have no fear for us, for the Lord has been very good to our family during these three years and has really allowed us to bond and develop as a unit, depending upon each other for everything.

           Another Houston “thing” we miss involves events in H-town. I must admit that each year the 4th of July is a hard day for me living in Fort Worth. You see, I grew up attending the best small-town parade in the United States.

          No kidding. The Friendswood parade is the longest running parade in the country, which means, believe it or not, there isn’t a parade in the whole U.S. that has not missed a year as consistently as the one in the quiet community of Friendswood, TX (south of Houston). Each year we would go to the parade with my family and my grandparents. We would get up early to stake out our normal place (it can get crowded quickly, but we had a great spot we managed to snag almost every year!) and wait for the 90 minute spectacle to pass. Even though this is the Friendswood parade, almost every city around had their fire trucks and rescue units in the procession. Not to mention floats, school bands, politicians, dancers, horsback riders, motercycle riders, performers, and even kids on their patriotic-decorated bikes. (Kyle having been one of those, when he was just a young tyke, that is..) People come from all around south of Houston to attend this tradition that easily has to have 10 thousand people watching all along the route. Once the parade ended, the Crowells always worked our way through the crowds to get out, and then we would head back to Pop Crowell’s house to grill in the back yard and enjoy family.

         So this year, to keep from missing the festivities too much, we decided to head out and view our own neighborhood’s local parade. I was up early, had the lawn chairs loaded up and a cooler of drinks packed and ready to go. The kids had Uncle Sam hats and patriotic pinwheels. We headed out the door an hour before the parade was to begin to get a great seat. As we drove down the road to the starting point for the festivities, there were no signs of a coming parade. No bands lining up. No floats, firetrucks, horses, etc. We pulled into the parking lot and Mandy talked to a guy who thought she was a volunteer. After setting him straight on her identity, he informed her of  the route. So we decided to go to the park where the parade ended to see who might be there setting up. Really quickly I could see this was not the parade I was hoping for.

         For one thing, the whole route for the thing was less than 1/2 a mile. Plus NO ONE was setting up seats..and I mean no one..and this was only about 25 minutes before the parade was supposed to begin. Not a good sign. Once we got to the park (where we saw 2 lonely vendors setting up some food stands),  we determined that this was not a parade in the vein of parades that I was used to. My disapointment was pretty palpable.  We drove to Chick-fil-a to get a quick breakfast and drove back to see if there was anything worth staying for. There wasn’t, so we headed to the local park where the kids could at least play.

           It was a major disappointment and made me miss “my parade” even more. Mandy was so sad for me and vowed to try to get us to Houston next year if we can afford it and find a place to stay.

           But the day wasn’t over yet. I still got to spend a great Saturday with my family. We went to the park, played in the new kiddie pool we bought for the backyard, and finished the day with a fireworks display. What I did not tell you earlier was that, while their ”parade” left alot to be desired,  the fireworks display from the same association was amazing.

We were able to sit in the park in our chairs, feasting on snacks from the kids’ diaperbag and watched 30 minutes of some of the best fireworks I have seen in years. They were almost literally over our heads. The kids were freaked out a bit at first, but then got into it and loved the finale.

Through all of this, I realized I don’t need my parade. The joy of the day was never about the 90 minutes of parade watching. It was always about family, and I got that this year, parade or not. I was blessed to spend a great day with my family.Overall it was a wonderful day in Fort Worth. One I would not trade for anything.   

Some Pics To Share

Hey folks,

My wonderful hubby Lance will be taking over this week in the blogging arena. Apparently he has some cool things he’s been writing down to talk about, so I’m sure you will all enjoy hearing the Man’s point of view for a change.

Til then, please mosey on over to the Crowell gallery where you’ll find some pictures from VBS (my pirate costume), Cora’s new “big girl” toddler bed, and some 4th of July pictures of the kids at the park and swimming in the baby pool.

Pray you all had a wonderful holiday weekend and that your July is even better!

 

Yes, It’s July

Hello to all my faithful readers who’ve patiently waited for that latest installment of “Crowell” happenings. It’s definitely been an interesting couple of weeks since I last wrote.

Let’s see..VBS was last week and it went off pretty well. Lance and I were the 4th grade teachers. We managed to make it through the time without killing each other or the kiddos! ha! Seriously though, while it was exhausting, we both felt that the lessons seemed to be a hit, and my games were pretty awesome if I do say so myself! (and I do!)

Not to mention this was Caleb and Cora’s first VBS experience. They had a blast! It was really wonderful to see how much fun they experienced diving into the whole process of learning about Jesus, His word, and how to help others through that. We proud parents naturally have some video showing their enthusiastic participation in the obligatory VBS special program this past Sunday. For the few I haven’t already emailed the link to, here it is.

 http://www.youtube.com/user/LanRandCrow

As for Lance and I, if you could remember us in your prayers that would be great. We are really strapped financially right now. Apparently, we are receiving less from the stimulus than we counted on, plus all the medical bills I’ve piled on for my tests and such, in addition to unexpected costs for household repairs and kid expenses have really added to our debt. We’re taking steps to get back on track, but once again, it looks like being debt-free won’t happen at the end of this year as hoped for.

I’m still having migraines periodically, in addition to other symptoms, but as my tests keep coming back negative, we can only assume this is my body’s way of dealing with all the stuff happening. Obviously it’s a spiritual as well as physical and mental battle.

Lance is also under some strain with all this, plus his job is starting to pick up. Therefore, if you could remember him, we would really appreciate that as well!

Finally, I don’t want to leave my first entry on a low note, so I have another video sent to me by my dear hubby, that I’ve been saving for just the right entry. Some of you may have seen it, but I think it’s so good, I’m putting up the link here..let’s just say, I wouldn’t mess with too many water buffalo if I’m ever in Africa!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LU8DDYz68kM