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I’ve been thinking……….
On your mark, get set, write……
My tomatoes and herbs are growing like weeds too…..I hope it gets warm soon, so these little babies can go outside.
I’ve been teaching my pupils everything from contractions to the story of Romulus and Remus and filling up these bookshelves with a few more C.S. Lewis books. I’ll soon start The Great Divorce. Read it with me and we’ll discuss.
I’ve been baking brownies and eating grapefruits and reading The Autobiography of Ben Franklin.
I’ve been mistreating my windows with some be-yoo-tee-ful linen fabric…..
and continuing my quest to spray paint everything white. Please, if you love me at all, spray paint something white this weekend. Spring will thank you.
And I’ve even been doin’ a little smoochin’…….
and bread bakin’…….
and gazing at this gorgeous set of handmade, hand-turned wooden salt and pepper mills. Thank you Uncle Troy. Surely they will inspire some writing worthy to be read.
and last but not least……. I have TULIPS! I have tulips and books and grass and basil and one smoochy husband and four delightful children. SO WHY DO I STARE BLANKLY AT THE COMPUTER SCREEN? I do not know. But until my mo-jo or my groove returns, I’m gonna keep painting and baking and reading.
And maybe soon I’ll finish that post on infant baptism…..or that one on strong-willed children….or that update on my new year’s resolutions.
Wanted: loving and experienced guardian angel
The day has come. She’s leaving and I can’t stop it. She’s promises that since she’s only moving an hour away, it’ll still be the same. And in some ways, I know she’s right. But the comfort of having her here right beside me has been one of life’s sublime blessings for me. And since I’ve always called her my guardian angel, I tell myself that God must think I’m ‘okay’ for now…..and He must have another someone for her to nurture and protect. I beg to differ. But when I saw that big moving truck pull into my cozy little cul-de-sac, I knew it was time to face the music.
Long story short, I even procrastinate grief. Elea said to me yesterday with teary eyes, “But Ms. Donna has known me my whole life.” Yeah, and you’re one lucky girl to be able to say that. So after a nice lunch with her and Sue and Lenna, we decided that we’re not really gonna say goodbye. We’re just gonna continue our friendship and pretend fifty miles is of no consequence. And it isn’t….really. But there’s a whole host of things that run through my mind that will change. That distance necessarily changes. Whether we want it to or not. I am not quite prepared for those yet. So I agree to not saying goodbye. Not yet.
Good thing my blogging meeting is upcoming. I’ll be on the lookout for a new guardian angel. And boy will those be big wings to fill. Someone who will call me and leave me sweet messages that say ‘Just wanted you to know I love you and am thinking about you’. Or someone who will teach me how to text….and then send me love notes about about how beautiful my Christmas decorations are . Or someone who laughs at all my musings. Someone who will be to me as Christ-like as is possible here on earth. Or someone who thinks I have great kids. And make a killer mocha cake. Someone who will always to be ready to lend an ear, a hand, a cup of sugar, and a free nursing assessment. It’s a tall order I know. If you’d like the job, I’m taking applications and checking references. You should know ahead of time that I’m a complete mess and not easy to keep between the lines. But I reward those who care for me with food….so it’s not a bad trade-off.
I’m gettin’ my ‘stretch’ on……
Don’t mind me. I’m just gonna practice my resizing skillz in photobucket…….
My little baby Grace is not a baby anymore….
I know you’re gonna think I’m biased, but Taylor’s band has a new CD out….which is not yet available for purchase…but which I have downloaded onto my iPod…..oh.my.word. It is fantastic. I love ‘running’ to it. It’s hard to believe that it’s someone I know and love….let alone my own son. Very surreal!
Caiti and her dear sweet friend Morgan. Caiti and I raced each other in some dandy indoor go-carts. I put up a mean fight, but she took me down. I saw her texting her victory to a friend who replied to her, “What are doing at Fun Expedition racing go-carts with your mom on Friday night?”
My mantle….which won a day of glory at Christmas….is feeling a little sad and undecorated. What should I do to it next? Although really, I do kinda like it just like this. Maybe I’ll paint it. Who knows.
The girls had to make up a sentence using the homonyms ant/aunt and deer/dear. Here’s what they came up with.
As you know, I’ve hit a little rough patch in the homeschooling. This is Stevie looking for ‘help’ for me on the board at Waffle House. I must really seem desperate. Very thoughtful though.
Maybe my favorite picture of Emme….which took up a whole page originally and then when I resized it smaller…..turned out like this.
Yeah, now I have to limit the TV time of the new puppy. He LOVES watching the Dog Whisperer.