Firstly, the blah:
I’ve been having hot flashes lately {ugh!}. And then I left the house in my slippers {yikes}. For 6 hours {gasp}.
I think I’m getting old.
I haven’t written anything of substance for the past few weeks. There only seems time and mental energy for drivel. Forgive me. Contemplative and encouraging text will return soon, I promise.
I picked apart my husband and said things that did not have to be said, or pointed out, and then grieved when his spirit was clearly crushed. Oh, me and my big mouth!
I’ve become incredibly good an sincere apologies since getting married and having children.
To add to my stellar list of accomplishments, I had two intense, and completely unexpected, super-poopy mom days this past week. I was big on impatience, accomplished in the yelling department, and short on grace. It was heart-breaking and exhausting. They weren’t too partial to it either. My husband kindly suggested that maybe my hormones were raging. Thank you, dear.
I snuck a tiny piece of totally-not-worth-it cherry pie in my mouth when no one was looking, despite my insane commitment to boycott sugar until I turn 30 in June. And the smell of coffee makes me want to cry. Not pray.
{deep breath}
But enough of all that misery…life is good, God is faithful, and I’m a work in progress!
Here’s the fun stuff that’s been going on around here.
On Monday, I become a US Citizen and spent a glorious morning celebrating in Detroit with my precious man {and eating entirely too much}.
I was asked to speak at Youth Haven Ranch again for their Ladies Day, at the end of April. It’ll be something along the lines of what I shared last time: Temple Care 101. Have I told you how much I love public speaking?!? So tickled.
On the loin-fruit front…
In spite of our eager anticipation of Spring, the entirely unexpected dumping of snow provided perfect body parts for our snow-child:
We had fun with toothpicks…and marshmallows!
And more toothpicks…with play dough and wiggly eyes…
We broke out the egg-carton craft paraphernalia, made the customary caterpillar, and affectionately named it, “Spring-a-piller”…
We made forts too large to capture on camera through the doorway, but just large enough to have a blast in…
…and adorned ourselves with other family-member’s accessories.
We also just signed our little lady up for preschool next Fall – talk about a whirlwind of emotions: delighted, terrified, guarded, reflective, excited, anxious.
Apart from the days that so distinctly spotlighted my less redeeming qualities and squeezed many a tear from my eyeballs…a good time was had by all.
Moving along…we had a full band for the first time ever last night at worship practice and rocked out the gymnasium. Who knew this terrified-to-play-in-public, can barely-carry-a-tune-in-a-bucket girl would so love being a part of a band! I love my team!!
Oh, and I cooked up a storm this week {notice: I didn’t say “baked”}, making all sorts of favorites; homemade granola with my hubby, bobotie for my mum & dad, butter chicken for friends, and texas caviar just for the heck of it. Tonight, we made magic in the kitchen…{sheesh, not that kind}…and tried something new: Thai Coconut Curry Chicken. Recipe coming soon. Allow me to just say this, “Holy Yum”!
Aaah, yes, LIFE.
The good, the bad, the ugly…and the Redeemer.
It is well with my soul!
