Music Giveaway: Josh Wilson

Okay, I decided that one giveaway today simply wasn’t enough, so I’m also giving away a CD. Read on to learn more!

I don’t know about you, but some CDs just remind me of summer. As soon as I put them in, they make me want to hop in the car, put the windows down and go cruising on Main Street run some important family errands.

That’s how I felt the first time I listened to the debut CD by Josh Wilson, Trying to Fit the Ocean in a Cup. Full of fresh, fun pop/rock songs, this CD had me singing along by my second time through. But it’s not just about the fun — these songs also have depth, and I loved the emphasis he put on our need for God.

Curious? Trying to Fit the Ocean in a Cup hits stores next week, April 29th. In the meantime, check out the nifty widget below to get a taste of Josh’s music (I really like 3 Minute Song).

AND, I’m offering one copy of the CD free to one of you! Just leave a comment on this post between now and Saturday, and I’ll announce the winner (to be chosen randomly) on Sunday.

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Book Giveaway: Danny Gospel

Are you ready to hear about another novel from Bethany House? Me too! But before I tell you about that, let me announce the winner for last week’s book, Date Night in a Minivan. The winner is:

Lynnae
Congrats!

Now for this week’s book. If it sounds like a book you’d like and you want to be eligible to win it, just leave a comment on this post and I’ll put your name in the virtual hat. I’ll leave the post open for comments until the following Wednesday at noon. I’ll then randomly pick a commenter and announce that person as the winner when I put up the next giveaway. Please make sure that when you leave a comment, you include an email address so I can contact you easily. Also, I apologize to any international readers, but these giveaways are limited to readers in the U.S. or Canada.

Danny Gospel
by David Athey

As a boy he performed concerts singing old-time hymns with his family and got so famous he’s still known around Iowa as Danny Gospel. But since then, things haven’t worked out quite the way he planned. And now Danny prays for just one thing: a normal, happy life.

What he gets instead is a kiss.

He wakes one morning to a perfectly lovely woman dressed in white who leans down, kisses him on the lips…and then disappears. The next moment, Danny finds himself launched into a quest to find this woman he’s sure is his true love. He is an everyday hero on anything but an everyday journey—dreaming impossible dreams and, no matter how much he must suffer, pursuing romance and heavenly glory.

Funny, poignant, and revelatory, this elegiac and luminous debut by David Athey introduces a character you won’t soon forget. A man who seeks God’s leading at every crossroads and believes that sometimes paradise is as close as an Iowa cornfield.

Read an excerpt from Danny Gospel HERE.
Check out reviews of the book HERE.

The Mystery of the Missing Diet Coke

This looks like a normal can of Diet Coke, right? At least, that’s what I thought when I pulled it out of my handy 12-pack box the other night.


And look, it’s unopened. It hadn’t been handled, opened, or altered in any way.


Yet as soon as I attempted to heft it out of the box, I knew something was wrong. I found myself practically throwing it across the room, because it was not exactly the weight I expected it to be. Here, see for yourself:


Yes, that’s right. This particular can of Diet Coke weighs exactly 10 grams.


A normal can of Diet Coke (also unopened and unaltered in any way) weighs 364 grams.


Compare:

10 grams
vs.
364 grams

Yes, my friends, that innocent-looking can of Diet Coke pictured at the top of this post was 100% empty, from the moment I retrieved it from the box.

I can’t explain it. It’s never been opened, yet it contains exactly ZERO ounces of refreshing soda.

I looked at the floor of the garage, thinking that perhaps there was some tiny puncture or fissure in the can through which all the Diet coke leaked out while I wasn’t looking. No Diet Coke puddle was there. I checked the car. No Diet Coke puddle there either (thankfully). In fact, upon examining the box of remaining Diet Cokes, I found that it was completely stable and sturdy — not weakened, discolored, sticky, or soggy as it would have been if a can had completely emptied itself therein.

And so, dear readers, I can only conclude that in this box of 12 Diet Cokes, one of them left the factory empty. Something strange is going on in Diet Coke Land. And I’m thinking the Coca-Cola company owes me something. Maybe 33 cents or so, as reimbursement for this sad, empty can.

Things I put off …and why

Cleaning the bathrooms…because I don’t like cleaning and I especially don’t like cleaning bathrooms.

Going to the dentist
…because genetics have dictated that I have horrible teeth. Every time I see the dentist, there’s “a little something” that needs to be worked on. And I don’t relish having “a little something” done, so I just stay away.

Potty training
…because a friend of mine, who is also a nanny, once assured me that boys train better once they’re three or so. Therefore, I see no point in stressing out about it any sooner. Now, if L. would like to train himself sometime in the next 12 months, I would fully support that. Otherwise, I’ll be waiting until he hits age 3.

Cleaning the cat litter…because it’s yucky. ‘Nuff said.

Getting up in the morning…because I am so not a morning person. Oh don’t worry, I get up in time to get C. ready for school and to the bus stop on time, but I still hit the snooze button at least once. And I’m often not truly coherent until somewhere around 9:00 a.m.

Folding laundry…because once it’s clean and dry, I feel like I’m on top of things. Getting it folded is a bonus.

Drinking water…because…well, I have no idea. But I often get to the end of the day and realize I didn’t drink nearly enough water. So I down a couple glasses before bed. Which doesn’t exactly help me get a good night’s sleep, but it does help me stay hydrated.

What about you? What do you put off regularly, or what are you putting off right now? And why?

The good parts

I remember the day when I knew, without a doubt, that my firstborn son had a melancholy personality. It was a beautiful summer day and we’d spent it doing all of C.’s favorite things — visiting grandmothers, riding bikes, eating ice cream, playing at the park. It was a 5-year-old’s perfect day.

As we drove home, I asked him, “C., wasn’t today wonderful?”

After a pause, he replied, “Well, I guess so. But tomorrow will probably be bad.”

Yep, that’s a melancholy, all right. We may not run around screaming that the sky is falling, but we are highly attuned to the fact that things could (and probably will) take a turn for the worse at any moment. As a fellow melancholy, I knew where C. was coming from. Though I did my best to convince him to try to look at the bright side, count his blessings, focus on what was going right, I could still relate to his tendency toward pessimism.

In the 4+ years since that day, C. has come to understand a little bit about his own personality, as well as others’ personalities. In fact, it’s a favorite topic of conversation in our house. We’ve read The Treasure Tree together and talked about how we fit in to its four-animal framework. Chad and I have shared insights we’ve gotten from books on temperament and learning styles. And we’ve all watched L. run wildly around the house, wondering aloud what kind of personality he’s developing. (Which of the temperaments has a tendency toward destruction, black eyes, and throwing fits? Oh wait, I think that’s Standard Two-Year-Old.)

One thing I’ve noticed, though, is how easy it is for C. to look at his melancholy temperament as a curse. He’s been known to say things like, “I want to think positive, but I can’t; I’m a melancholy.” Or, “I know, I shouldn’t be so hard on myself, but I guess I’m just stuck being a melancholy.” It’s as if he sees it as a life sentence: Sorry C., other people get to have happy, optimistic personalities, but you’re stuck with the melancholy one. Better get used to it.

In fact, it had gotten to the point where he couldn’t think of a single, positive aspect about this whole Melancholy Thing.

So the other night, I dug out Personality Plus for Parents and read him the list of melancholy strengths.

A Melancholy child is characterized by these things:

* thinks deeply
* talented
* musical
* true friend
* perfectionist (in a good way — high standards)
* dutiful and responsible
* conscientious
* organized and purposeful

He was surprised — he honestly hadn’t realized that there were so many good things inherent in being Mr. Melancholy. Maybe it’s the cultural connotations that go along with the word “melancholy”: we picture a depressed, mopey individual when we hear that word. Or maybe it’s that the naturally pessimistic melancholy is the temperament most likely to see the negative in his own personality type.

But hearing the other side of things — hearing about the good parts — brought a smile to his face. Even as I read the list, I could see that he saw some of those things in himself. He couldn’t argue with them; he just hadn’t acknowledged them as being an inherent part of who he is before.

Maybe you’re a happy-go-lucky Sanguine. Or a take-charge Choleric. Or possibly a laid-back Phlegmatic. Or perhaps, like C. and I, you are a perfectionist Melancholy. No matter what your natural temperament, there are definitely weaknesses that go along with it. But there are also the good parts. And it’s good to have a grasp of both of them.

For further reading on temperaments and personality types, check out these books:

The Treasure Tree (to read with your young kids)
Personality Plus
Personality Plus for Parents
Nurture by Nature
Different Children, Different Needs
Please Understand Me II (definitely a heavier, more “academic” style)