Here's a list of things making me happy this week, dedicated to the fabulous Splenda.
...sparkling water. Always and forever.
...my cute new hair cut being even more awesome when I style it myself.
...Samson's manic hand-waving and shouts of "Byeeeee!" to every car that moves that he sees.
...homemade pumpkin bread. YUMMO!
...The Soup.
...homemade soup!
...having a stocked fridge of plenty of veggies and sparkling water.
...my step study group.
...plans this weekend for brunch!
...the way my mother-in-law dresses bottles of beer. I just can't do it the same!
...the way my fantastic husband will rub my back for me every night.
...Top Chef Texas!
...refocusing and repurposing Band of Mothers.
...previews of The Hunger Games on tv now!
...realizing I don't feel so lost or overwhelmed as a mom anymore.
...having central air to suck out the mugginess (kind of) in my house.
...Mommy and Me swim lessons
...my husband thinks I'm hot.
...livetweeting church!
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
these hands are small i know, but they're not yours, they are my own
hearing: the dishwasher running. finally
seeing: a slightly messy living room complete with a pile of uncapped markers because Samson wanted to sleep with the caps
tasting: the last homemade frozen burrito. yummo
smelling: a light lemon-y scent from just having cleaned the kitchen
feeling: the smooth keys of my laptop and an achey back
contemplating: taking a nap instead of folding clothes
contemplating: finding a job and daycare for the little guy. sigh.
imagining: a spotless house. a car that is my friend rather than a terse acquaintance. a freezer full of homemade goodness.
seeing: a slightly messy living room complete with a pile of uncapped markers because Samson wanted to sleep with the caps
tasting: the last homemade frozen burrito. yummo
smelling: a light lemon-y scent from just having cleaned the kitchen
feeling: the smooth keys of my laptop and an achey back
contemplating: taking a nap instead of folding clothes
contemplating: finding a job and daycare for the little guy. sigh.
imagining: a spotless house. a car that is my friend rather than a terse acquaintance. a freezer full of homemade goodness.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
this has gotta be the good life, this could really be a good life, good life
I feel like kind of a rock star tonight.
Yesterday, my sponsor in my spiritual recovery process came over and helped me through another section of my inventory. We talked for awhile just about random crap and she had a lot of very nice and encouraging things to say. This evening I had a little meeting with some Band of Mothers mamas and we worked on refocusing our efforts and I got a little peptalk and random encouragement there too. I came home and my son was delighted to see me and my husband gave me a hearty kiss.
My house is kind of a disaster and the fridge really needs to be cleaned out and there is a small mountain of clean clothes that need to be folded. The front yard needs some love and we won't even discuss the condition of the back yard.
But tonight, I feel content, happy, and loved. God has been doing a big work in my and my family's lives and things are starting to come together in a fantastic way. I feel important and significant in the way you can only when realize you're in the middle of a very big God's hands and He has you right where you are supposed to be.
Plus, I'm totally going to make out with my husband in a hot minute.
Yesterday, my sponsor in my spiritual recovery process came over and helped me through another section of my inventory. We talked for awhile just about random crap and she had a lot of very nice and encouraging things to say. This evening I had a little meeting with some Band of Mothers mamas and we worked on refocusing our efforts and I got a little peptalk and random encouragement there too. I came home and my son was delighted to see me and my husband gave me a hearty kiss.
My house is kind of a disaster and the fridge really needs to be cleaned out and there is a small mountain of clean clothes that need to be folded. The front yard needs some love and we won't even discuss the condition of the back yard.
But tonight, I feel content, happy, and loved. God has been doing a big work in my and my family's lives and things are starting to come together in a fantastic way. I feel important and significant in the way you can only when realize you're in the middle of a very big God's hands and He has you right where you are supposed to be.
Plus, I'm totally going to make out with my husband in a hot minute.
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