Friday, January 17, 2014

Patience


I love the moon's current phase. It never occurred to me to photograph it last night, but I did think to this morning! I should just leave  this as a "this moment" photo, but I haven't blogged the last few days. In person, I tend to not see people terribly often, then chat their heads off when I am with them. It would seem this is my blogging style, too. I know from my last blog, that it will even out when I start posting finished project - for one thing, I won't be spending so much time trying to finish so many things at once rather than blogging about them! Right now I'm painting a buffet table that was a major junk collector in my kitchen. I'm giving it a shot out in the laundry room, of all places! In theory, it is exactly what I've been needing out there.  I've got a sweater on my knitting needles that needs to be finished sooner than later, to ensure it fits the boy I'm making it for. I had to give my hands a serious rest after December, my carpal tunnel flared up something awful. I'm going a little bonkers not knitting! I did crochet an owl hat made for Amelia, with a second just needing eyeballs sewn on. I'm working on a new header for my blog, the one I have we (hubby and I) just did quickly to have one. David is picking up someone else's garbage kitchen counters (for free!), and we're hoping they will be what we've been looking for to go into our kitchen. If not, I'm sure we'll have a magnificent bonfire! We are redoing the closets in our daughters' room. I need paint for Amelia's toddler bed, pull up icky linoleum in the kitchen, lots of sewing, good grief. Oh - closet doors in our room, I can't wait for those! Lots to start sharing as it gets done. I just need to be patient with myself. I tend to be one of those people racing for the finish line, thinking "that's where everything will just fall into place and life will feel complete",  rather than enjoying a stroll through life - the actual process of everything.   Emma and I share a birthday next month, so a party to plan for her. We don't usually have parties, we stopped several years ago. Instead, the birthday kid gets to pick what they want to do and usually a friend to go along. Last year, for example, David took Alan and a friend to the arcade and to Alan's favorite pizza place for lunch. One year, just the family went to a mall in Portland, where Emma got to go to Build a Bear, followed by Chuck E Cheese. It's been so much more fun to put the money into a truly enjoyable day, with actual friends and/or family. This year, however, Emma was told she could have a party because we've been at a new church for a year, with new girls she's started making friends with, as well as a cousin who has recently moved to our town. I suppose that's enough blathering for now. Back to painting and school lessons!

Saturday, January 11, 2014

Everything Comes in Threes, Right?



Christmas was really Un-Christmas-like this year. We all got pinkeye. I wouldn't think pinkeye would send a household into such a tizzy, but with five kids still at home, we were a mess. So much cleaning, sanitizing, watching where everyone puts their hands. We had to cancel our family Christmas party, had to miss out on everything our church did. I just realized that we missed church from the week the tree went up, and I'm sure has now been taken down! Never got to see it all prettied up for the holidays. Didn't get to go for the choir's cantata. Bummer. I'll do a post on Christmas later, though. I was actually sure we got through safely, only one kid had it. Then, BAM. We all took turns.


 My family is too polite that way. We don't all scramble in, making sure everybody gets their "fair share" of illness. No way. Every last one prefers to wait their turn. Immediately after the pinkeye was the flu/cold thing going around here. This Thursday came, we all were finally really feeling better, only hubby has the last bits of a cough, and I just have this feeling like something else is coming. Not really because "everything comes in threes", I'm not really superstitious! Friday we knew a big storm was coming, and after seeing our cats were almost out of food, decided to bundle Amelia up and make a quick trip to the store. She went down the walkway and headed to the van. I followed, went down the porch stairs, and stepped "just right" on the hose that someone left across the walkway. My ankle turned, and I landed on my face. I've sprained my other ankle twice before, so I knew exactly what had just happened! I lay there in pain, laughing at myself and completely frustrated at the same time. I mean, I just moved a buffet table that had been holding fabric into the living room and emptied it in the living room. I moved a bench out there, and a desk. It's January - moving stuff around time, and now I can't walk!! So thankful for a patient, helpful husband, and helpful children. My oldest son and daughter living a street over is very nice, too. Rachel took the two youngest to the store for the few things I needed.David made dinner and bought some pre-made freezer food for the kids to make for lunch today. 

I slept on the couch with Amelia, she's pretty snuggly and sweet. Emma woke up with a sore ear, and she ended up in my bed with dad. It was an odd night, what with the massive storm we were having, too! Normally I love storms, but it was a tad loud being so close to the porch. I realized too late there were things I should have put into the garage. Oh well. Hopefully I can find anything that got blown off!
Sweet Amelia kisses. She's such a goofball! And such a love - as soon as anybody asks for something, she does her best to get it. On the flip side, she's got a pretty hot temper, too! She can let loose something fierce, followed by apologies, hugs and more kisses.