Where was Shem?

I was reading in Genesis today and came to some begats. You know Noah begat Shem, Shem begat Astrix, Astrix begat Oblex and on it goes until we got to Abraham. The thing I found interesting was that Shem begat Astrix and lived 500 more years. If you add all the years till Abraham its only like 290 years from Shem. Abraham lived 175 years for a total of 465 years from the time Astrix was born till Abraham died. Shem was still alive after Abraham died! Where was he? What was he doing? Did he travel with Abraham? Was he a mentor to him? Did he stay back in UR and become an oracle? He was the last of the ancients in the world, he must have some wisdom to share.

The Bible is interesting, it only relays so much about the person. A story here a story there, enough to impart a message and then they fall off the face of the earth as if they never exsisted. As a VERY amature historian I love to know the stories behind the stories. What were they like, what did they do. The Bible however does not lend itself to this. I mean we don't REALLY know what Jesus' life was actually like. I guess it'll be fun to get to heaven and ask all the little nitpicky questions that have bugged me over the years. Or (and more likely) I won't care anymore.

Either way it's just a little interesting tidbit that bugged me this morning.

What is an Account Manager?

I've had a few people over the last few days ask what I actually do. What's wrong with you people don't you know bank lingo? ;)

I'm an Account Manager, that doesn't mean I do peoples banking for them, or, surprisingly manage their accounts. I'm a business lender. Businesses come to me when they want loans, mastercards or lines of credit. I take care of customers who are only looking for 250k or less.

My days, once I'm trained, will be full of talking with customers about their businesses, customer visits and then meeting their needs.

There, now you don't have any excuses.

Boy Talk

Today while I was threatening to comb Sophia's hair, she decided it would be more beneficial to be a boy.

"'I want to be a boy!" She proclaimed, but I didn't believe her. I told her she was way to pretty to be a boy.

"I will blow my nose in the shower, mom." She countered. Ew, gross!

"I will drink out of the milk jug, mom." Only daddy does those things!

"I will eat all of the food, mom." Oh no, this is definitely sounding like daddy!

How could I argue that logic? "You must be a boy." I replied, "But even boys have to have their hair combed, believe it or not!"

Later, at supper, Emma and Elizabeth came to the distinct realizaton that they needed a baby brother. I told them that if they want a baby brother they need to pray and ask Jesus for one. Emma obediently folded her hands, closed her eyes, and prayed-

"Dear Jesus, please give us a baby brother. Make him a good boy who is sweet and good,

make him perfect and polite, and not gross like Daddy. Amen."

Now please do not think that my husband is a cave-man, he is simply a normal man who is sadly outnumbered by girls with delicate sensibilities!