Our church now begins at 1:00. I remember my mom hating late church, I think she wanted to get up and out the door. Mike doesn't like it during football season, completely understandable. I've decided I really love it. I can sleep in, something I cannot do any other day of the week. I can make a big breakfast, or not. I can take a walk, read, throw a dinner in the crock pot. I can actually get my hair washed, dried, and even curled if I so desire. Also, when I get home from church it is actually dinner time. This is very convenient on Fast Sundays.
I was on Pinterest the other night, in my bed, before I went to sleep. That is about the only time I ever look at Pinterest, except if I am making a recipe or finding a project for the kids to do. Well, there was a diagram of what successful people do vs. unsuccessful. I have to say I had a few traits of both. One thing that successful people did that unsuccessful people did not do was write in their journals. I thought longingly of my neglected blog. All of the stories of the last two years forgotten or fading from memory. It made me feel very "unsuccessful." I also went through a bin in the garage that had piles of school papers from Sadie and Jane, including Sadie's writing journal from 2nd grade. I thought of what a perfect little time capsule it was of my sweet little Sadie, my almost 12 year old, almost a young woman, Sadie. I am hoping, hoping... that I can again recapture my zeal for blogging. I don't want to beat myself up over it, like I used to do, but I do want to write.
Friday was Ellyn's birthday. She is 10 years old. Truthfully, in some ways it seems much longer than ten years, it has been a very long road. In other ways I expect to walk into the living room and see my little girl with piggy buns and baby teeth. Now she smiles at me with beautiful adult teeth and a very endearing overbite.
Michael is such a good dad. He was so concerned with making her birthday really special. He spent the entire afternoon hanging out with her up in her room, he insisted we all go out to Red Robin for her birthday. He played her favorite music, took her for a drive, made sure we had fun presents (a gorilla that sings "I like big butts") along with the practical ones (new coat, jeans, dresses...).
I am arguing with Sadie right now about whether or not she showered yesterday. Every time I tell her to go shower (she is on an every other day shower cycle) she swears she showered the day before. She does it EVERY TIME. What would it be like if one time she completely agreed with me?
Boo is upset, time to go. Blog out.
I was on Pinterest the other night, in my bed, before I went to sleep. That is about the only time I ever look at Pinterest, except if I am making a recipe or finding a project for the kids to do. Well, there was a diagram of what successful people do vs. unsuccessful. I have to say I had a few traits of both. One thing that successful people did that unsuccessful people did not do was write in their journals. I thought longingly of my neglected blog. All of the stories of the last two years forgotten or fading from memory. It made me feel very "unsuccessful." I also went through a bin in the garage that had piles of school papers from Sadie and Jane, including Sadie's writing journal from 2nd grade. I thought of what a perfect little time capsule it was of my sweet little Sadie, my almost 12 year old, almost a young woman, Sadie. I am hoping, hoping... that I can again recapture my zeal for blogging. I don't want to beat myself up over it, like I used to do, but I do want to write.
Friday was Ellyn's birthday. She is 10 years old. Truthfully, in some ways it seems much longer than ten years, it has been a very long road. In other ways I expect to walk into the living room and see my little girl with piggy buns and baby teeth. Now she smiles at me with beautiful adult teeth and a very endearing overbite.
Michael is such a good dad. He was so concerned with making her birthday really special. He spent the entire afternoon hanging out with her up in her room, he insisted we all go out to Red Robin for her birthday. He played her favorite music, took her for a drive, made sure we had fun presents (a gorilla that sings "I like big butts") along with the practical ones (new coat, jeans, dresses...).
I am arguing with Sadie right now about whether or not she showered yesterday. Every time I tell her to go shower (she is on an every other day shower cycle) she swears she showered the day before. She does it EVERY TIME. What would it be like if one time she completely agreed with me?
Boo is upset, time to go. Blog out.
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