Wellp, it’s been a great day. We had the loveliest drive to Canada. Yes… it’s a drive –but always worth it. The autumn leaves were spectacular (probably not as they would be in the New England states, but incredibly beautiful nonetheless). With each turn of the road, it was like we were continually entering a new and better showcase at an art exhibit of priceless masterpieces. Those who know Wes know that he always carries his camera to capture the changing seasons and priceless pics wherever he goes. I know, I know… lots of people around here think he got…
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I can hardly write today as I am giddy with excitement over an appointment I have tomorrow morning. I am considering all the delightful things that are equal in value… a used car… a Bosch mixer and *all* the attachments. A computerized sewing machine… well a low end machine, anyway. A digital camera and a vacation spot to take pics. A new wardrobe (*not* from a thrift store, eBay or Craig’sList). A new keyboard for Kathryn. A new computer for her as well as a printer, paper, and a maid (to replace the one we have ~wink~) for a month. …
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I thought about writing one more post about flies. And then I decided, nah, the first was enough and two was too many. However, day three of my fly-capturing adventure went very well. I think our team won with an arsenal of fly-paper strips hanging in every room and the ever present shop vac: thwp, thewp, thwp. It looks like there are very few flies on the loose. But I wasn’t going to write about flies. But then, I didn’t want to write about school shootings -though the matter is grievous and the families need to be remembered. I didn’t…
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In the ongoing saga of attempting to set up an online “store,” we continue to find out that there’s just “one more thing” to take care of before we can do the next thing and “just one more thing” till that can happen and so on. So, yesterday, we were sitting at the bank opening another account to handle merchant stuff and business transactions. This was our second trip because we learned during the first visit that we needed to have the business name registered… that we could not use the business license we’ve had for many years to open…
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I’m smiling at how things change in life… and how, in a mind-boggling way, they really don’t change all that much at all. As I reached for a pot for making farina this morning, I smiled as I recalled how I delighted in putting the whole set of my new pots and pans in the draw beneath the stove. That was a long time ago. I delighted in that matching set, all neatly nestled in that drawer. But I didn’t get a pot from that drawer this morning. None of our pots fit in that drawer anymore. I got…
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The above cartoon is funny to me. Funny things always seem to contain a curious blend of truth, a stretch of that truth and a bit of fiction. Funny thing is, the fiction parallels the truth so closely that it’s hard to make a distinction sometimes. Well, so the above cartoon is funny to me. And if it weren’t so symbolic of different conversations had in our own van, I’d likely be smug and not laugh. But I am laughing bcz we have had those conversations… or similar ones. That’s another thing about “funny” things… you just can’t make that…
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I keep thinking… no, I *cannot* be in this season. As if any day now, things will get back to normal. I will revert back to normal coloured hair, I will have tight upper arms, and the skin of my neck will resemble the skin of my forearm once again. I keep thinking that any day now, I will pick up my Bible and see the words clearly… that I will once again shop for a pregnancy-test kit or shop for maternity clothes and nursing clothes. I keep thinking that any day now… I won’t be in this season. And…
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I spent the day yesterday with the olders… the olders, meaning the four oldest at home (and that, thankfully, included Timothy). We sort of followed an oft taken course… Penney’s in town, the bank and Starbucks. Our little town really only has one viable clothing store and we’re thus forced to drive a tad bit to surrounding towns to do any significant shopping. I guess we still do get into enough shopping trouble locally, so, I suppose it’s a good thing the great stores require a bit of time. Time and planning. My boys know there’s been some discussion of…
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So… remember that sparkling clean oven I had just a few nights ago? Well… it’s not any longer. As if to reenact the barbecue effect in the kitchen tonight, I dumped the contents of pecan pie bars on the oven floor. So, that’s why the oven is no longer sparkling clean. And why there’s a semi-melted plastic garbage sack full of burnt offerings out in the tall can. Clean ovens: Vanity of vanities… all is vanity. I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit.” Ecclesiastes 1.14
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It’s a dreary day here in the Pacific Northwest. It’s cold, too. The Seattle area didn’t buy tickets to the global warming event, nor offer to host it. Apparently. It’s day nine of the Umpteenth and One diet. I’m drinking a mocha. No one bought it for me, it’s not a reward for changed behaviour and no one is forcing me to drink a special treat. I just made it… and am drinking it. I didn’t get a “grande-mocha… whip? yes” last night. I drank coffee. Just coffee with half&half. That, and the sweetest conversations in a long time. I’d…