My husband was kind enough to give me some extra money this afternoon so I could rent Percy Jackson and The Lightning Thief and some junk food to enjoy while he was out tonight with the guys. I am rather excited. The beginning credits are paused as I felt compelled to post something here quickly.
My dearest friend has started her own "blog" to document her travels and studies in Germany. I am thrilled to have the opportunity to catch glimpses of her heart from so far away! However, I was slightly depressed at the idea of her having to do it because she'll be so far away for so much longer! (she's been in the UK for 4 years now...) And I realize that my feelings are completely selfish. She is the most brilliant person I know (aside from Dr. Peter Wood) and I am so incredibly proud of her! How many people do you know that get to study for the PhD. in Germany? Not many, I'll bet you. The last time she was home, my youngest daughter was 2 months old. That was six months ago. T is now crawling, sitting up, eating solids and trying to talk. I ache that my daughters won't know their mother's best friend except on rare visits. I want them to know how special she is, for more than just giving really cool gifts. Someday. Do you hear me? You aren't allowed to move there permanently!!! Of course, I have no say in anything...but it feels better to put my own opinions forth. =)
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Cookies
Yesterday afternoon I cleaned my kitchen. Usually, for one reason or another, there are always some dishes in the sink or baby things on the counter, but I cleared everything out and scrubbed. It felt great to have it clean, but the minute I sat down to enjoy the view I decided it needed to be messy again. So I baked. Yesterday I made a chocolate pie and this evening I mixed up some oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. With floury counters my kitchen feels more homey. Why is that?
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Confessions...
"Thought is the blossom; language is the bud; action the fruit behind it." Ralph Waldo Emerson
For a while now I have felt the urge to write. Meaningless words jumble together in my brain threatening to spill forth in utter disarray; but I have held back. It has been over a year since I last wrote anything. I tell myself that tomorrow I will change that, but I allow tomorrow to come and be distracted with something else. Again I say, tomorrow. Well, tomorrow has finally arrived! Since my creativity is at an all-time low I thought blogging would something for me to do...how long this will actually last? I don't know. Hopefully I will find something I enjoy and can maintain.
Now, I am not thinking this blog will be a repeat of "kids say the darnedest things" although some days might end up being just that. I hope for a creative outlet! Probably no one will end up reading it, but at least I have it for myself.
These past few weeks have been particularly difficult. I have struggled with patience and contentment. It's not that I don't love my family. I do! Tremendously! But I have felt that I am missing something...something my life needs. Dilawar has encouraged me to read more of my Bible. Reading Job has helped put my life into perspective. If a man who loses everything he owns and everyone he loves (except for his wife...more thoughts on that later...) and can still praise God, so can I! Little apartment, cranky children, little sleep...in the grand scheme of things they are trivial. Now, that doesn't mean that they won't still bother me. Because they will. Promise. But it helps to be reminded that this period of life won't last forever. Tempe won't always cry through the night...Isobel won't always be two and three... Probably in a year or two I'll actually miss this age. Hard to imagine at this point though!
I have been reading the Percy Jackson series by Rick Riordan lately. They make me feel old. At some point in the second book Percy uses some music to repel demon birds...actually the word used to describe the music was "most repulsive..." referring to Dean Martin. Now, Dean Martin, Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, etc are some of my favorite artists! I'm actually listening to Sinatra now. That's what made me think of this. Give me the "Rat Pack" over "Lady Gaga" any day. Shudder.
That's enough for tonight. I feel less burdened now...until next time!
For a while now I have felt the urge to write. Meaningless words jumble together in my brain threatening to spill forth in utter disarray; but I have held back. It has been over a year since I last wrote anything. I tell myself that tomorrow I will change that, but I allow tomorrow to come and be distracted with something else. Again I say, tomorrow. Well, tomorrow has finally arrived! Since my creativity is at an all-time low I thought blogging would something for me to do...how long this will actually last? I don't know. Hopefully I will find something I enjoy and can maintain.
Now, I am not thinking this blog will be a repeat of "kids say the darnedest things" although some days might end up being just that. I hope for a creative outlet! Probably no one will end up reading it, but at least I have it for myself.
These past few weeks have been particularly difficult. I have struggled with patience and contentment. It's not that I don't love my family. I do! Tremendously! But I have felt that I am missing something...something my life needs. Dilawar has encouraged me to read more of my Bible. Reading Job has helped put my life into perspective. If a man who loses everything he owns and everyone he loves (except for his wife...more thoughts on that later...) and can still praise God, so can I! Little apartment, cranky children, little sleep...in the grand scheme of things they are trivial. Now, that doesn't mean that they won't still bother me. Because they will. Promise. But it helps to be reminded that this period of life won't last forever. Tempe won't always cry through the night...Isobel won't always be two and three... Probably in a year or two I'll actually miss this age. Hard to imagine at this point though!
I have been reading the Percy Jackson series by Rick Riordan lately. They make me feel old. At some point in the second book Percy uses some music to repel demon birds...actually the word used to describe the music was "most repulsive..." referring to Dean Martin. Now, Dean Martin, Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, etc are some of my favorite artists! I'm actually listening to Sinatra now. That's what made me think of this. Give me the "Rat Pack" over "Lady Gaga" any day. Shudder.
That's enough for tonight. I feel less burdened now...until next time!
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