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I’m Baaaack

I’ve been a bad blogger. I apologize.

I do have a lot of reasons excuses for not posting all summer. Today I’ll begin to fill in the blanks of the last few months.

First, we mourned the demise of Penelope (you can read more about her here be sure to click on the comments).

On April 19, 2012, my hubby was involved in a wreck when a motorist ran a red light. He developed a fondness for his rib belt. {We named it Mirt, short for Man Girdle–Mirdle.}

He’s okay now but it was a long two month recovery period. He is a general contractor. Normally he would have been forming pads, working on footings, and smoothing yards with he little John Deere tractor. Spring and summer are his peak seasons. He managed to hire out the work so the jobs stayed on relatively on track.

Don’t worry, we got our replacement car-also a red Prius. Good gas mileage still ROCKS! The new car is even better. It’s a 2012, Prius 4. I know that means absolutely nothing to the non-hybrid people. It just means more bells and whistles than the last one. The dealer made us a super deal.

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

-Romans 8:28


Next, my youngest son had stitches. He was helping his dad repair the fence and cut his leg on a post.

We had a crazy morning. Hubby was still sore from the wreck so when the cows got out {because that’s what cows do at the worst possible moments} he took our son along to do the lifting and pulling. I heard a door slam then, “MOM! Come look at this.” Ugh, big gash, another doctor visit.

Then, my sister had surgery. I knew it was coming and I had volunteered, willingly, to help around her house for a few days. I just hadn’t planned on all the drama of the previous week. It was actually a nice break for all of us. My son and I got to play with my five-year-old niece and even go on a field trip with her kindergarten class. Hubby was glad to have some alone time.

Did I mention that both sons are involved in 4-H Shooting Sports and they had practice two nights a week and all day Saturday? And that Hubby and I cook lunch for the group on Saturdays? And that we were trying to finish up homeschooling for the year? And, and, and…


The Comfort of Lists

ImageThis is the time of year I dread the most; a new year, time for new beginnings, a fresh start, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera (said in my best “Yul Brynner”). It only reminds me of all the unfinished tasks from the previous year.

You see, I am a list maker.

Some lists never make it to paper or laptop. They are mere mental notes that get checked off after looking at a particular object for the gajillionth time and thinking, “I can’t look at that another day!!” like the Home Interiors mirror, circa 1992, hanging by my front door. It mocked me daily with its outdated sage, emerald, burgundy, and mauve flowers jumping off the frame and being all clashy. {Gah.} I painted it black and added a touch of bronze antiqueing and have loved it ever since.

There are lists of big jobs I really hope to accomplish but doubt I will, and small jobs that get checked off as quickly as they are added without any fanfare or notice from the other occupants of our home.

I think I have an addiction to lists. A perfect example is my new Microsoft OneNote “notebook” just for shopping lists (syncs with my phone so I always have it!!). The main sections are split into everyday shopping, church nursery, and gifts. The “pages” are divided by store (Walmart, Sam’s) and type of shopping (farm/pet, office supply, gift ideas). I know the average person would find this totally overwhelming. It brings me great comfort.

I think God must pat me on the head and laugh. All the lists in the world will not prepare me for tomorrow like a little time spent in prayer and Bible reading. I was born a list-y, so I know God understands. I know moderation is key. Oh! I could make a list of all the times God changed everything so my lists were useless. Too much?

It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

This year I needed a shot of tradition. It helped that my stash is filled with the basics so I didn’t need to buy a single thing. I must say I am pretty bummed that my beautiful white feather Christmas trees were infested with moths in storage last summer. As it turns out I managed without them. I’m posting this after Christmas, but pretend I did it Thanksgiving weekend when I actually put it all up, okay?

The first picture was taken in my living room, I took down the curtains and put up some floral fluff.

The second picture is one of our many collections. My boys have played with these guys since they were toddlers. Some are missing limbs, but I try to save all the parts and pieces so I can glue them back together when the mood strikes.

The fireplace needed a bit of TLC before I took the picture, but there you go. I could have Photoshopped it (I do know my way around a blur tool) but decided against it. I don’t particularly like this year’s fireplace decor, but it was red, green, and shiny so I went with it. (Remember, I didn’t buy anything new and my beautiful white feather Christmas trees were eaten. Grr-still.)

I didn’t want to spend money on new ornaments and decorations since I wasn’t particularly inspired by anything in the stores this year; or maybe I just didn’t spend much time looking this year. Either way, my dear hubby was pleased. We had lights, a tree, and decorations on all four walls in the living room. I guess I’ve been making myself crazy all these years for nothing! Who knew?

Busy, busy, busy

What was I thinking when I scheduled all these fun fall activities?!? The problem was, I wasn’t thinking. I scheduled the eye exams and orthodontist appointment long before the tickets for the plays were available, before the one-room school-house field trip was announced, and even before considering the practice schedules for the boys’ fall activities. 

Note to self, October is never a good time to schedule anything mundane-period.

I really need extra time for God just now. I just completed a six-week Bible study, but I’ve managed to put Him on the back burner all month. Simple arrow prayers and a quick reading of the Word just aren’t enough. I find time to pray for my friends, but what about me? God loves me too.

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